The Repurposing Center

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<div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/RepurposeBanner01.jpg]]</div> Version Alpha 0.4.x Welcome to The Repurposing Center, a state-of-the-art government facility built for the purpose of converting society's unwanted members into something more desirable. I hope you enjoy your stay. This is a text-based game that includes descriptions of sexual activity, drug use, and other subjects not suitable for persons under the age of 18. This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to actual persons, places, or events is unintended. I'm on Patreon and SubscribeStar, so if you'd like to know more or see a list of my awesome Pateron & SubscribeStar supporters you can find that, along with a list of other contributors [[here|Credits]] on the credits page. However, if you’d like to just jump in and check them out they’re also linked below along with our wonderful Discord community, and a few other important links.<hr> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/UI/PatreonLogo.png][https://www.patreon.com/jpmaggers]]</div> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/UI/SubscribeStarLogo.png][https://subscribestar.adult/jpmaggers-games]]</div> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/UI/DiscordLogo.png][https://discord.gg/Db76vJV9KF]]</div> Other Important Links Official The Repurposing Center Wiki: <a href="https://www.therepurposingcenterwiki.jpmaggersgames.com/index.php/Main_Page">Here</a> Official Jpmaggers Games Website: <a href="https://www.jpmaggersgames.com">Here</a> TFGames Entry: <a href="https://tfgames.site/?module=viewgame&id=1309">Here</a> <hr>If you're interested to know what content/fetishes are planned for this game, then you can find the list [[here|Fetishes]]. You can also find stand-alone versions of some of the in-game minigames [[here|Minigame Access]]. Additionally, if you're interested in looking at a list of the game’s artwork, along with links to the artists portfolio's, you can find that list [[here|Commissioned Art Gallery]]. (Warning! Does contain spoilers) Otherwise; [[I am 18 or more years of age, I understand, and I wish to continue|Start Basic Options Selection][$initiated = true]]. Copyright © 2017-2021 Jpmaggers, please do not alter or distribute this work without express permission from the owner. Additionally, please do not try to pass this work off as created by anyone other than its creator.

<<addTime>><<addTime>>You awaken to quiet and stillness. You would guess that the van has come to a stop though in the current scenario you know little of what is to come next. The capture vans from what you know are some sort of government scheme. Something about taking the homeless and other such dispossessed individuals off the streets and rehabilitating them so they can become productive members of society. But what that means you never thought to ask, probably work houses or some sort of education scheme. A large clang of metal breaks your train of thought as the van door is wrenched open. Bright light streams through the mesh cage you inhabit, momentarily blinding you. After a moment of adjustment you can make out a tall man in full black government issued body armour, only his mouth and defined chin are visible. To your right you hear a slight shuffling sound giving you the indication that you aren't the only one caged in the van's cramped containment cages. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GuardLarge.png]]</div> "Don't talk, don't resist, when you're brought out of the van line up where we tell you to", barks the black clad man as he moves to open your cage first. Do you: [[Meekly exit the cage?|Taken To Processing 1][if($submission<=95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;}; $davisRelationship +=5; $holderInt = 2]] [[Exit the cage with head held high?|Taken To Processing 1][if($submission<=97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;}; $davisRelationship +=3; $holderInt = 4]] [[Shout at the man about your poor treatment?|Taken To Processing 1][if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;}; $davisRelationship -=3; $holderInt = 5]]<<if !$removeViolenceOption>> [[Or you could jump at the man to knock him over, maybe try to run away?|Taken To Processing 1][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;}; $numberOfComplaints +=1; $davisRelationship -=5; $holderInt = 6]]<</if>>

<<if $holderInt == 1>>The man in black body armour smiles at you as you crawl out of the small cage, he grabs you by the waist as you try to pull yourself out and sets you down on the ground. "You'll be a fine one by the time they're done with you", he chortles as he gives you a firm pat on the bum when you step away from the van towards a set of clearly marked standing points.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>The man in black body armour smiles at you as you crawl out of the small cage, he grabs you by the waist as you try to pull yourself out and sets you down on the ground. "Don't be afraid, think of it as a fresh start. You'll be a fine one by the time they're done with you", he soothes as he gives you a firm pat on the bum when you step away from the van towards a set of clearly marked standing points.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>The man in black body armour smiles at you as you crawl out of the small cage, he grabs you by the waist as you try to pull yourself out and sets you down on the ground. "Don't grumble at me over the van trip, that’s an admin fault not mine. Plus, after you're processed, they'll put you up in some nice accommodation where you can relax and get a good night’s sleep. You'll be a fine one by the time they're done with you", he chortles as he gives you a firm pat on the bum when you step away from the van towards a set of clearly marked standing points.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>The man in black body armour looks on impatiently as you crawl out of the small cage, he grabs you by the waist as you try to pull yourself out and drops you down onto the ground. "That'll be sorted by the time they're done with you", he mutters as you step away from the van towards a set of clearly marked standing points.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>The man in black body armour looks on you with as scowl as you berate him with insults and loudly complain that you shouldn't be here whilst still sitting in the small cage, he grabs you under the armpits and pulls you out, the proceeds to drops you down onto the ground. "You'll be in a real state by the time they're done with you", he mutters angrily as you stumble away from the van towards a set of clearly marked standing points.<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>You launch yourself at the man, scrabbling at him with your hands, however the fully armoured and well-trained government agent has little trouble with throwing you to the floor. With deft precision he places his foot atop of you without any pressure, controlling you but not harming you. "I don't like you, and I'll be telling the suits to keep an eye on you. What did you think was going to happen, causing trouble", he snarls in irritation. He lets his foot up and points towards a set of clearly marked standing points, awaiting your choice. However, deciding to not push your luck anymore here, you pick yourself up and stumble towards the point.<</if>> Looking around you see you're outside in some sort of high walled enclosure with only two exits, a set of large gates with a number of electrical panels on them, and a heavy duty double door leading into a large looming building. The building has to be at least four or five stories tall and from where you're standing you can't make out the corners, nor can you see any windows or any other identifying details, just a large concrete block. After a little time waiting on the marked spot another man joins you. He's rather short, with a sallow complexion. Looking him over you see a number of obvious track marks coming out from below his stained white t-shirt. Just great. You're being grouped up with junkies and who knows what other troublemakers. Looking over to the van the agent seems to be handling removing a third prisoner from the van's cages. "Hey, mate", The sallow man whispers, "My name's Jake. You don't look homeless or a trouble maker. You signed up for this?". Do you: [[Ignore him, he's a junkie|Taken To Processing 2]] [[Ask him for more information|Taken To Processing 2][$jessRelationship += 3]]

<<if $jessRelationship > 0>>"Well, you know", Jake continues, "They reprocess people here. Criminals also get sent through here if they opt into it and are found not violent. I mean the gov don't mind, do they? More money for them in the end". You're just about to ask for more information on what he means. Money? Criminals? And he still hasn't answered you on what he means by choosing to be here but all your questions will have to wait as you see the agent come back half dragging a <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>>large bald man who’s covered in scars, obviously from years of fighting. It looks like the agent had some trouble with the muscular man as he has his hands behind his back tied together with zip cuffs<<else>>muscular woman with a shaven head who’s covered in scars, obviously from years of fighting. It looks like the agent had some trouble with the muscular woman as she has her hands are behind her back tied together with zip cuffs<</if>>.<<else>>Looking briefly at him you notice Jake seems disappointed that you won't talk to him. After not getting a reply he stands in silence, slightly fidgeting. Eventually you see the agent come back half dragging a <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>>large bald man who’s covered in scars, obviously from years of fighting. It looks like the agent had some trouble with the muscular man as he has his hands behind his back tied together with zip cuffs<<else>>muscular woman with a shaven head who’s covered in scars, obviously from years of fighting. It looks like the agent had some trouble with the muscular woman as she has her hands are behind her back tied together with zip cuffs<</if>>.<</if>> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/HeavyDoor.png]]</div> "Okay, let's take you in for processing", the government agent states boredly as he marches off towards the set of heavy duty double doors that lead into the concrete block-shaped building, past a large sign that reads; <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/LogoBig.png]]</div> Slowly you step forward, entering into a sterile white corridor. You turn your head, seeing what you fear may be the last glance of sunlight in a long time before the heavy-duty door closes and bars itself automatically with a sturdy metal bar. With no option to go back, you continue onwards towards a large LCD sign reading [["Processing"|Processing 1]].

You walk into a large tiled room, as stark white in colour as the corridor you just left. The room is very sparsely populated, containing very little. Amongst the room's meagre offerings are a locked cabinet against one wall, another set of doors at the other end of the room with a sign above that reads, "Decontamination", and a desk and chair behind which sits a small man with salt and pepper hair, wearing a lab coat. However, you pay him little attention as what dominates the center of the room are three large reclining what you can only describe as BDSM dentist chairs. You start to feel nervous seeing that the chairs seem to have an excessive amount of restraints. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RadcliffLarge.png]]</div> "I'll be with you in a second", the lab coat wearing man conversationally says to the agent, adding, "Just got to finish off the paperwork, you know how it is". "No worries. I'll dump them in the chairs and wait. I get paid for as long as it takes to escort them through to gen pop, so take as long as you need", replies the agent whilst he drags the <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>>large bald man over to one of the chairs and starts to buckle him in. The bald man thrashes and grunts, throwing insults at the agent but quietens quickly when the agent brings out his stun rod<<else>>tattooed muscle woman over to one of the chairs and starts to buckle her in. The large shaven headed woman thrashes and grunts, throwing insults at the agent but quietens quickly when the agent brings out his stun rod<</if>>. You and Jake wait for your turns, standing quietly, with Jake being quietly fastened to the chair and affixed with numerous bindings. Finally, it comes time for you to be bound to the chair. <<if $submission >= 10>>"It's a little scary I know, but we need to get you fixed in the chair so we can run you through medical. Think of it as a free top quality doctor's visit", smiles the agent.<<elseif $submission > -10 && $submission < 10>>"Come on, you ain't going to give me trouble are you? Play nice and you'll be looked after and happy when it's all done", smiles the agent.<<else>>"Don't cause me any trouble, I won't think twice about taking you down a peg with my stun rod and then maybe I'll put the boot in you too", the agent states as he smiles sadistically at you.<</if>> Do you: [[Meekly get strapped in?|Processing 2][if($submission<=95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;};$resisted = false ; $radcliffRelationship +=5; $davisRelationship +=5]] [[Sit down and get strapped in?|Processing 2][if($submission<=99){$submission += 1;}else{$submission = 100;};$resisted = false]] [[Resist?|Processing 2][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;}; $resisted = true; $radcliffRelationship -= 5; $davisRelationship -= 5; $numberOfComplaints +=1]]

Before you are the forms asking for your details. However, due to your currently restrained state the lab coat wearing man is both reading from them and filling them in for you. <hr><div align="center">New Induction Form</div> First Name : <<if $penis>><<textbox "$firstName" "John">><<else>><<textbox "$firstName" "Jane">><</if>> Second Name : <<textbox "$secondName" "Smith">> Age : <<textbox "$startAge" 22>> Occupation : <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>none<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 1>>none<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 2>>sales assistant<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 3>>criminal<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 4>>investor<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 5>>personal stylist<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 6>>bureaucrat<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>>office worker<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 8>>student<</if>> Hair Colour:<table> <tr> Brown <<radiobutton "$hairColour" "brown" checked>> </tr> <tr> Blonde <<radiobutton "$hairColour" "blonde">> </tr> <tr> Red <<radiobutton "$hairColour" "red">> </tr> <tr> Orange <<radiobutton "$hairColour" "orange">> </tr> <tr> Black<<radiobutton "$hairColour" "black">> </tr> </table> Hair Length:<table> <tr> Close Cut <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 1 checked>> </tr> <tr> Loose Cut <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 2>> </tr> <tr> Upper-Neck Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 3>> </tr> <tr> Mid-Neck Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 4>> </tr> <tr> Shoulder Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 5>> </tr> <tr> Upper-Back Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 6>> </tr> </table> Eye Colour:<table> <tr> Brown <<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "brown" checked>> </tr> <tr> Blue <<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "blue">> </tr> <tr> Green <<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "green">> </tr> <tr> Grey <<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "grey">> </tr> </table> Height in inches: <<textbox "$height" 70>> Skin tone:<table> <tr> Pale <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "pale" checked>> </tr> <tr> Fair <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "fair">> </tr> <tr> Tanned <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "tanned">> </tr> <tr> Olive <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "olive">> </tr> <tr> Dark <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "dark">> </tr> <tr> Very Dark <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "very dark">> </tr> </table> Face Freckles:<table> <tr> None <<radiobutton "$faceFreckles" 0 checked>> </tr> <tr> Light <<radiobutton "$faceFreckles" 1>> </tr> <tr> Medium <<radiobutton "$faceFreckles" 2>> </tr> <tr> Heavy <<radiobutton "$faceFreckles" 3>> </tr> </table> Body Freckles:<table> <tr> None <<radiobutton "$bodyFreckles" 0 checked>> </tr> <tr> Light <<radiobutton "$bodyFreckles" 1>> </tr> <tr> Medium <<radiobutton "$bodyFreckles" 2>> </tr> <tr> Heavy <<radiobutton "$bodyFreckles" 3>> </tr> </table> Shoulder width:<table> <tr> Thin <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 2>><<else>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 1>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Average <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 3 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 2 checked>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Broad <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 4>><<else>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 3>><</if>> </tr> </table> Hip width:<table> <tr> Thin <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 1>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 2>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Average <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 2 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 3 checked>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Broad <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 3>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 4>><</if>> </tr> </table> Body Weight:<table> <tr> Thin <<radiobutton "$weight" 20>> </tr> <tr> Below Average <<radiobutton "$weight" 40 checked>> </tr> <tr> Average <<radiobutton "$weight" 50>> </tr> <tr> Above Average <<radiobutton "$weight" 60>> </tr> <tr> Large <<radiobutton "$weight" 80>> </tr> </table> Muscle build:<table> <tr> Weak <<radiobutton "$muscles" 20>> </tr> <tr> Average <<radiobutton "$muscles" 40 checked>> </tr> <tr> Muscular <<radiobutton "$muscles" 70>> </tr> </table> <<button [[Submit Details|Processing Confirm Fem Or Masc]]>><</button>>

<<set $height = Math.trunc($height)>><<if !Number.isInteger($height)>><<set $height = 66>><</if>><<if isNaN($height)>><<set $height = 66>><</if>><<if isNaN($muscles)>><<set $muscles = 50>><</if>><<if $startAge <18>><<set $startAge = 18>><<set $age = $startAge>><<elseif $startAge > 80>><<set $startAge = 80>><<set $age = $startAge>><<elseif $startAge >= 18 && $startAge <= 80>><<set $age = $startAge>><<else>><<set $startAge = 22>><<set $age = $startAge>><</if>>Before you is the filled in form asking for your details. <hr><div align="center">New Induction Form</div> First Name : $firstName Second Name : $secondName Age : $age Gender : <<if $pronoun == 1>>female<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>male<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>gender fluid individual<<elseif $penis == true>>male<<else>>female<</if>> Occupation : <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>none<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 1>>none<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 2>>sales assistant<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 3>>criminal<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 4>>investor<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 5>>personal stylist<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 6>>bureaucrat<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>>office worker<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 8>>student<</if>> Hair Colour: $hairColour Hair Length: <<checkHair>> Eye Colour: $eyes.colour Height in inches: $height Skin tone : $skinTone Face Freckles: <<if $faceFreckles == 0>>none<<elseif $faceFreckles == 1>>light<<elseif $faceFreckles == 2>>medium<<elseif $faceFreckles == 3>>heavy<</if>> Body Freckles: <<if $bodyFreckles == 0>>none<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 1>>light<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 2>>medium<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 3>>heavy<</if>> Shoulder width: <<if $startGender>><<if $shoulderWidth == 2>>Thin<<elseif $shoulderWidth == 3>>Average<<elseif $shoulderWidth == 4>>Broad<</if>><<else>><<if $shoulderWidth == 1>>Thin<<elseif $shoulderWidth == 2>>Average<<elseif $shoulderWidth == 3>>Broad<</if>><</if>> Hip width: <<if $startGender>><<if $hipSize == 1>>Thin<<elseif $hipSize == 2>>Average<<elseif $hipSize == 3>>Broad<</if>><<else>><<if $hipSize == 2>>Thin<<elseif $hipSize == 3>>Average<<elseif $hipSize == 4>>Broad<</if>><</if>> Body Weight: <<if $weight == 20>>Thin<<elseif $weight == 40>>Below Average<<elseif $weight == 50>>Average<<elseif $weight == 60>>Above Average<<elseif $weight == 80>>Large<</if>> Muscle build: <<if $muscles == 20>>Weak<<elseif $muscles == 40>>Average<<elseif $muscles == 70>>Muscular<</if>> <hr> "That's it then", the man in the labcoat says, "unless any of the [[information is wrong?|Processing Customize Fem Or Masc]]". <<if $volunteered>>[[Finish the form|Processing Volunteer Choice]]<<else>>[[Finish the form|Processing Non Volunteer Choice]]<</if>>

<<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><</if>><<if $startGender>><<set $shoulderWidth -= 1>><<set $hipSize += 1>><</if>><<if $startAge > 22>><<set $age = 22>><</if>><<addTime>>"That all seems to be in order", the man in the labcoat says to you with a smile, "The next part is just as we went over, it's just a small injection and after that you'll be better than ever". The labcoated man proceeds to walk over to the cabinet in the back of the room, which finally opens after a short process of locks and keypads. Sadly, in the position you're fixed in, you can't get a good view of what's inside the cabinet. Though that doesn't really matter as he approaches you momentarily, a hypodermic needle in hand. "Don't worry it'll be over before you know it", smiles the man in the labcoat soothingly as he jabs the hypodermic into your arm and depresses the plunger. A warm feeling spreads over your body, feeling nice, peaceful even. The warm feeling flows up into your head before growing a little hotter. A minute later you’ve yet to see what the point of all of this was, despite the agent and the doctor continuing to watch you as if they’re waiting for something. The weird heat in your scalp begins to itch and you wonder if it’s a side effect of whatever they injected you with, or maybe just a result of you thinking about it. As you try to ignore the itching feeling you start to feel an odd tickle across your ears. "That’s weird", you think, as you can clearly see both of your captors. Maybe it again could just be your imagination. Just then, before your eyes, your $hairColour hair seems to gain length, coming down to block your view, before parting just enough to let you continue to observe what is happening. Oddly, what should be frightening you doesn't. Instead, you feel good, tingly even and just a little woolly headed. You know you should be worried, maybe even shouting out about what’s happening to you, oddly you don’t seem to be able to, it’s almost as if something is controlling your actions. Looking down at your body you feel more sensitive, your skin rubbing against your clothes feels sensual. And mentioning your clothes they seem a lot bigger than you previously thought. Or maybe not. No, its your body shrinking slightly in both height and build making your clothes fit more loosely on you. You look down at your arms and see them become slenderer, dainty even. Your hands too look more delicate than they did previously, losing mass but also becoming what to you seem softer. Looking more closely you notice that the hair on your arms has fallen out and instead finer hairs seem to grow where they once stood. You start to contemplate how nice your new arm looks and how proud you are of it, before you catch yourself realising that you’re a lot more frightened by the situation than anything, even if you still seem physically unable to express these fears. As you pan your vision across your body to check if your other arm is in the same state as the first, you notice something not right. Your clothes, you note, up until now have all been loose and ill fitting. Oddly, your T-shirt remains still as tight on you as ever and your upper chest has started to feel really good all of a sudden. You look down further, noting that your pants seem to be having the same issue of appearing oversized on your body, as does, now that you think about it, the part of your shirt which now loosely hugs your now much smaller waist. Looking back down to where your <<if $startGender == true>>pecs<<else>>breasts<</if>> hide under your shirt, you are shocked as you watch two tiny hills erupt from your chest, stretching out your shirt, with two obvious and much larger perky erect nipples. When the two globes of mass stop growing realisation finally strikes you. You now have real breasts. If you had to guess you’d say they were <<checkBreast>> sized boobs, your <<checkBreast>> sized boobs<<if $startGender>>. Additionally, your shoulders feel generally sleeker and thinner, making your new breasts all the more prominent<</if>>. The feeling of your nipples rubbing against your shirt is enough to make you cum in your pants, an amazing orgasm much better than any you've had before. Maybe this really is for the better, you wonder briefly. <<if $removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/ClinicChair.jpg]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/InitialTransformation.jpg]]</div> <</if>> Your reverie, helped by the amazing feeling from your nipples rubbing against your top, is finally interrupted as you feel the heat start to move again, making its way down your body. Finally, it stops around your waist, the warmth spreading in particular to your crotch until the heat gets so intense you almost pass out. <<if $startGender>>After the previous changes your logical mind has a sinking feeling about what is going to happen next, but your body just continues to act on the bliss and pleasure you’re feeling, overriding it. Abruptly you, feel an odd, empty feeling start to spread within your pants, you can't see what is happening but if the breasts are any indication, you can probably guess. Again, you feel weirdly calm in the knowledge that you're being stripped of your manhood, too sure. To add insult to injury, you feel like your hips are wider too to support the new change<<else>>After the previous changes, all focused on making you more feminine, you’re not sure what to expect. But regardless of your concern, your body continues to act on the bliss and pleasure you’re feeling, overriding more cognisant thoughts. Abruptly you feel an odd, wet feeling start to spread within your pants, a distinct smell of wanton arousal filling the air<</if>>. Maybe it's the treatment making you feel this way, maybe it's what you've always wanted, in your current state you can't tell. All you can tell is that this all feels amazing, and with an orgasm unlike any you've experienced before, the heat starts to recede. After a few minutes the man in the lab coat approaches once more, <<if $submission >= 5>>"See, all for the better", he comments with a chuckle.<<elseif $submission < 5>>"You can stop causing trouble now, all for the better", he comments with a chuckle.<</if>> <<if !$penis && $submission >= 5>>"I'll say", responds the agent, "Hot enough that I'd be more than happy to have a go with her".<<elseif $submission >= 5>>"I'll say", responds the agent, "<<if $pronoun == 1>>She<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>He<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>They<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>She<<else>>He<</if>> came out really well".<<elseif $submission <= -10 && !$penis>>"Nice job", responds the agent, "Hot enough that I can’t wait for my chance to have a go with her".<<else>>"Good job once again Doc", responds the agent, "See, no reason for complaining".<</if>><<if $alwaysFertile>><<set $impregnatable = true>><<set $fertility = 10 + ($hipSize * 3)>> Standing in deep thought for a moment, as if trying to remember something, the doctor comments, "Wait, wait. Just a moment longer. According to your records we have you down for a fertility programme, at least I’m pretty certain you are. I just need to give you another quick shot, and then you’ll be sorted". Too woozy to respond, you wait quietly, another injection being applied to you as promised, the man in the lab coat explaining, "And … done. That should make it so that you’re capable of getting pregnant, as long as you’ve got the correct configuration of genitals that is. The serum you’ve just taken should also make you immune to most forms of contraceptive, so no getting around your new found fertility either. The serum also will ensure your pregnancies come to fruition much more rapidly than usual, over just a week or so, and with significantly fewer negative effects on your body. As for if you somehow manage to swap out your genitals mid pregnancy, your body has a special way of dealing with such circumstances, effectively regressing the pregnancy but sustaining it within you until you’re viable again. Well, I think that explains everything. Probably best to avoid casual sex if you don’t want to become a mother in the near future". Tensing up slightly, even in your current state, you realize what this means. <<if $vagina>>If anyone gets up into your pussy there’s a very real risk you could become pregnant!<<else>>If you end up with a vagina and someone makes use of it, then there’s a very real risk you could become pregnant!<</if>><</if>> The government agent starts unstrapping you, but you're too woozy to do much other than get up, supported by the agent. Looking around you can see the other two prisoners still strapped down, however neither of them seem any different than when you saw them earlier. Do you: [[Accept what has happened to you?|The Showers 1][if($submission<=97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;}; $radcliffRelationship +=3; $davisRelationship +=5]] [[Quietly weep for your lost former form?|The Showers 1][if($submission<=98){$submission += 2;}else{$submission = 100;}; $davisRelationship +=2]] [[Respond with shouts of anger?|The Showers 1][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;}; $radcliffRelationship -=3; $davisRelationship -=5]]<<if $submission >= 3>> "You could always get a booster shot of our treatment", the man in the labcoat says, "It'll make you more desirable to customers. And remember. The more desirable you are, the better off you are". [[Accept the offer for more extensive treatment?|Take Additional Fem Treatment][if($submission<=90){$submission += 10;}else{$submission = 100;}; $femininity +=20; $breastSize +=2; $assSize +=1; $hairLength +=2; $lipSize +=1; $radcliffRelationship +=10; $davisRelationship +=5; $booster = true]] <</if>>

<<if $resisted == false>>Allowing yourself to be led to the chair you quickly find yourself lying down on it whilst being bound tightly by the agent.<<if $submission >= 10>>"I knew you'd be a good one. Looking forward to how you turn out sweetheart", the agent whispers sweetly before patting you tenderly on the shoulder. What's going on here you wonder, this is getting really weird.<<else>>"That’s a good start, keep it up. Looking forward to how you turn out", the agent nods before walking off.<</if>><<elseif $resisted == true>><<if $submission >= 10>>"Come on, I know it's a bit scary but we've got to make sure you're in good health and looked after", says the agent as he easily wrestles you into the chair. Following up quickly the agent binds you tightly in place.<<else>>The world spins around you as an intense pain spreads out from your stomach, through the black and white spots that have broken out in your vision you can spot the stun rod of the agent sticking into your stomach. "Just had to be trouble", states the agent as he easily throws your stunned and in pain form onto the chair and straps you in.<</if>><</if>> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/ClinicChair.jpg]]</div> Looking down, you see you've been bound very effectively with straps at multiple points on each arm and leg, a couple of straps around your torso, and a strap around your neck keeping you held tightly in place. With little ability to look anywhere other than up, you notice how odd the ceiling is. It's almost like a mirror, just a bit darker, and not really as reflective. After a brief wait, the man in the lab coat arrives next to your head holding a clipboard. "It's nice to meet you. Seeing as you're a <<if $volunteered>>volunteer under quick processing<<else>>street pick up<</if>> we don't have your details. Not that they matter much really, but admin wants them so I'm going to ask a few simple questions and you just need to answer. Don't play up please or I'll have to get security in here to help you answer them", he says softly. Not wanting to be interrogated whilst bound you <<if $startNumber == 5|| $startNumber == 6>>[[listen to his questions|Processing Customize Non TF]]<<else>>[[listen to his questions|Processing Customize Fem Or Masc]]<</if>>.

<<addTime>>Whatever words, actions or emotions you were trying to convey are swept away by a wave of fatigue tinged with a hint of vertigo. Grabbing your arm to ensure you don't fall, the agent helps you retain your balance and you start making your way to the exit. As you're leaving you hear the man in the lab coat call out, "When you're done with processing, if you want any more upgrades, ask for Dr.Radcliff. As your doctor I'll be handling any further procedures". You're herded out of the room by the government agent, through the doors opposite the pair you came in through, a sign stating, "Decontamination", sitting above them. The corridor again is empty and has the same stark white colour scheme, the corridor leading into another immaculate white room. This time, however, the room is dominated by a large, open style set of showers on the left side with drainage in the floor, the wall itself being a large mirror giving anyone showering, you'd speculate, a good view of themselves. The right side of the room houses a large bin and a table covered in towels and other shower supplies such as soap and shampoo. "Okay, get undressed, clothes in the bin, grab a bar of soap and a bottle of shampoo and get yourself cleaned up in the shower. Don't worry about the sign. Decontamination is just the formal name. They just want you clean before giving you your new clothes", the agent states. "By the way, my name's Agent Davis if you ever need to get ahold of me", he continues as you strip yourself of your previous clothing. <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>>It's not like they're any use to you now with your new more petite body, you think as you place the clothes in the bin<<elseif $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 4>>It's not like they're any use to you now with your new more muscular body, you think as you place the clothes in the bin<<else>>Whilst leaving your old clothes behind isn’t an enjoyable prospect you can’t help wanting to get clean after that bumpy sweaty journey, you think as you place the clothes in the bin<</if>>. That done, you grab yourself some shower supplies and move over to the showers. "I've got to head back now, oversee the other two's processing<<if (!$penis && $submission >=10) || (!$penis && $submission <= -100)>>, but don't worry I'll be back for you later<</if>>". Nude, [[you walk over to the showers|The Showers 2][$currentClothing = "Naked"; $currentUnderwear = "Naked"]].

With great effort you manage to not masturbate despite your extensive lust and the amazing sensations of your newly sensitive body. Instead you meticulously soap up and clean your body trying to ignore how wonderful everything feels, in particular as you finish cleaning your <<if $penis>>thick erect cock<<else>>warm inviting pussy<</if>><<if $breastSize > 0>> and your perky <<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>>. Despite your focus on not relieving your sexual tension you still feel hot and horny. "I'd probably be willing to throw myself at anyone who offered with how I'm feeling now", you ponder in your torturous lust. Thankfully you somehow manage to complete your task. You’ve just began to finish your shower when <<if $davisRelationship >=5 && !$penis && $sexualPreference != 1>>[[Agent Davis returns with a lustful look in his eyes|Visit From The Agent - Nice]]<<elseif $davisRelationship <=-5 && !$penis && $nonConPlay && $sexualPreference != 1>>[[Agent Davis returns with a sadistic look in his eyes|Visit From The Agent - Angry][$timesVaginallyFucked +=1; $davisRelationship =0]]<<else>>[[Agent Davis returns to take you onwards|Final Processing 1]]<</if>>.

<<addTime>>You towel yourself dry, leaving the towel in the room as Agent Davis commands you. As you continue on he mentions, "The other two are going to be a while, the <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>>big guy<<else>>muscle girl<</if>> even after the treatment tried to attack the Doc. Means the other two newbies will be dealt with by higher grade security officer. I would not like to be <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>>baldy after they scramble him<<else>>tattoos after they scramble her<</if>>. Always remember don't pick any fights while you're in here, the corporate guys don't like it and make an example of the ones who do. Don't worry about the druggy he'll be fine, just needs to be questioned to make sure he's not planning any attacks of his own. I'm not worried about you<<if $submission >0 && $submission <10>>, you're obviously one of those <<if $pronoun == 1>>girls<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>guys<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>people<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girls<<else>>guys<</if>> who end up in here on purpose for a better life<<elseif $submission >= 10>>. You want to be here, why would you ruin your chance at a better life<<else>>, because I can handle you if I need to<</if>>". Proceeding down the corridor not much further up, you spot a desk set into the wall. An LCD screen to its side pronounces it a, "Processing Kiosk". As you get closer you notice that behind the desk is a small room filled with screens and shelves filled with all sorts of clothing and hygiene products. Manning the desk sits a short woman probably in her late teens or early twenties. She has glittering pink plump lips, dazzling blue eyes and an angelic face, all framed by long platinum blonde ringlets. Further investigation of the woman allows you to notice she wears a short pink latex dress that you'd guess from what you can see comes down to her mid-thigh, the dress accentuating her large D-Cup breasts and stiff puffy nipples. She's also obviously not wearing a bra. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/TillyLarge.png]]</div> As the glittering pink clad teen spots you and Agent Davis, she starts waving, calling, "Over here, I'm over here. It's super great to see you both. I'm Tilly and I'm covering the processing reques ... stuff desk. It's my job to make sure you get all the awesome stuff you need to be super happy". As she talks, she hops up and down on the stool obviously giddy to talk to you, the effect of her hyper hopping is a constant jiggling of her large breasts. "Newbie's just in from processing, just needs the standard stuff. Records say they're $height inches tall if that helps?", responds the agent, his voice edged with a tinge of boredom. "Not to worry, something figures it all out for me", she smiles looking at the bank of LCD screens with a look of faint confusion on her face. Quickly she turns to you a look of worry obvious in her demeanour. "But I'm being super rude. I'm really sorry, I haven't properly introduced myself. I'm Tilly, did I say that already? I hope we can be great friends. I'm a permanent resident of The Repurposing Center and sometimes they get me to cover the processing desk, but normally I work the counter on the resident’s store. Lots of awesome people come through all the time and I even get a discount on all the pretty dresses which I love". "Permanent resident of The Repurposing Center?", you ask, having little idea of what she's talking about. "You know silly, here, The Repurposing Center. They bought me after finishing so now I live here with them, and they even still let me acquire Good Girl Points, even though I'm not on the program. Isn't that so sweet of them?", she giggles in her cute quiet, high pitch voice. "Now that you've been repurposed, you'll probably want to change your name, that old one is probably icky. Like most dusty old things. Though if you don't want to, there are options for changing your records available later, the form also lets you pick out which pretty new outfit you want, so you've totally gotta do it, isn't that awesome! Though if you ask me, you're a cutie when you're nude so maybe you could skip the clothing", squeels Tilly gleefully. Spotting the record on the counter you quickly set to filling it out, if only so you can get some clothes. <hr> <div align="center">Clothing Requisition Form</div> First Name : <<textbox "$firstName" $firstName>> <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2 || (($startNumber == 5|| $startNumber == 6) && $femininity >= 0)>><<if $mobileView>>Clothing Choice: <table><tr>Long Blue Dress <<radiobutton "$currentClothing" "Long Blue Dress" checked>></tr> <tr>Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt <<radiobutton "$currentClothing" "Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt" >></tr> <tr>Green Floral Summer Dress <<radiobutton "$currentClothing" "Green Floral Summer Dress">></tr> <tr>Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants <<radiobutton "$currentClothing" "Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants">></tr></table><<else>><div align="center"><table class="doubleTable"> <tr><th colspan="2">Clothing Choice</th></tr> <tr><td class="doubleTableOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/LongBlueDress.png]]</td><td class="doubleTableOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedStrappyTopBlackMiniskirt.png]]</td></tr> <tr><td>Long Blue Dress <<radiobutton "$currentClothing" "Long Blue Dress" checked>></td><td>Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt <<radiobutton "$currentClothing" "Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt" >></td></tr> <tr><td class="doubleTableOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GreenSummerDress.png]]</td><td class="doubleTableOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkHoodieAndYogaPants.png]]</td></tr> <tr><td>Green Floral Summer Dress <<radiobutton "$currentClothing" "Green Floral Summer Dress">></td><td>Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants <<radiobutton "$currentClothing" "Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants">></td></tr></table></div><</if>><<else>><<if $mobileView>>Clothing Choice: <table><tr>Black Boxer Shorts <<radiobutton "$currentUnderwear" "Black Boxer Shorts" checked>></tr> <tr>Red Boxer Shorts <<radiobutton "$currentUnderwear" "Red Boxer Shorts">></tr> <tr>White Briefs <<radiobutton "$currentUnderwear" "White Briefs">></tr> <tr>Blue Briefs <<radiobutton "$currentUnderwear" "Blue Briefs">></tr></table><<else>><div align="center"><table class="doubleTable"> <tr><th colspan="2">Clothing Choice</th></tr> <tr><td class="doubleTableUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackBoxerShorts.png]]</td><td class="doubleTableUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedBoxerShorts.png]]</td></tr> <tr><td>Black Boxer Shorts <<radiobutton "$currentUnderwear" "Black Boxer Shorts" checked>></td><td>Red Boxer Shorts <<radiobutton "$currentUnderwear" "Red Boxer Shorts">></td></tr> <tr><td class="doubleTableUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteBriefs.png]]</td><td class="doubleTableUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueBriefs.png]]</td></tr> <tr><td>White Briefs <<radiobutton "$currentUnderwear" "White Briefs">></td><td>Blue Briefs <<radiobutton "$currentUnderwear" "Blue Briefs">></td></tr></table></div><</if>><</if>> <<button [[Finish Form|Final Processing 2][$tillyRelationship +=5]]>><</button>>

"I told you I'd be back", Agent Davis jokes as he strides towards you, ripping off his helmet. You finally get a good view of the man who's been looking after you since you arrived. He's handsome, though you can't tell if that's you or the treatment's opinion. <<if $height < 66>>Much taller than you<<elseif $height < 72>>Taller than you<<else>>Tall<</if>>, short brown hair, piercing green eyes and a chin which could only belong to a real man. Through all of this you have just one niggling thought, you're finally going to get laid<<if $startGender>> as a woman<</if>>. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/DavisLarge.png]]</div> Looking you straight in the eyes he states, "If you want to stop now, just say so". Do you: <<click "Nod your head in agreement">><<replace "#output">><<orgasm><<cumVagina 8>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked +=1>><<set $davisRelationship +=5>>You stare at him dumfounded, not sure how to react to such a brazen request. Seeing that you haven't stated any desire to stop he continues. "Can't take the suit off when I'm on the job, has sensors in it, but the R&D boys put some changes in to let us guys on the ground show you girls a good time", he continues cheerily as he runs his thumbs on either side of his armour's crotch plate. Immediately, the plate splits and recedes into the adjacent plates revealing a monstrously large cock and balls. The dick on the agent is much larger than almost any you've ever seen both in length and girth looking maybe 9 or 10 inches in length with golf ball sized testicles hanging beneath. Smiling at your reaction he continues, "They let us get upgrades too, it's big but I'm sure you'll have fun too". Striding towards you he takes hold of you by the shoulder and moves you so your back is against the wall. Getting hold of your wrists he moves them above your head against the wall before letting go giving you wink to indicate you should leave them up there. With both hands free one of them moves towards your <<if $breastSize > 0>>breast<<else>>nipple<</if>> massaging it and playing with it, bringing an intense hot wetness to your already horny pussy. From the feel of it the other hand is aligning his massive tool towards your small fresh pussy. You feel a sudden heat in your cunt, you're so happy, you hope he's enjoying this too. Before you realise it, the agent sticks his cock firmly into you, taking only a little time to pause and let you adjust. Before long, he's pressing onwards deep into your spasming fuck hole. It hurts a little, you moan quietly just a little from the painful stretching and slight jolts of pain as he strikes your cervix. But the pain is enjoyable almost. You smile a little as you realise that the man wonderfully taking your virginity is also partly responsible for you being here. Additionally, you notice that there wasn't any tearing feeling despite this being your first time. As if anticipating your question, he manages in between thrusts, "They make you girls durable and they don't bother giving you virginities because you're meant for sex and romancing, not prudish nuns in a convent". The sweet dirty talk starts getting to you, between it and the pounding of your pussy you start to feel a rush of pleasure take over you, leading to you moaning lustily. Before long you're obviously climbing towards an amazing orgasm, which only makes the situation better as such an amazing guy is making you feel this good. With one particularly impactful shove you finally peak, shuddering up against the wall, crying out with passion as your cunt squeezes and milks the agent's dick. The dick pulses and you feel a sudden wet warmth in your cunt. Taking a step back from you, the agent carefully set you down on the floor, a flood of jism pooling out of your happy pussy. "<<if $impregnatable>>Sometimes they leave you girls sterile, but not you. Probably saw something special in you just like I did sweetheart. Who knows, you might already be pregnant from me, wouldn’t that be nice?<<else>>Don't worry, you're sterile unless told otherwise. They don't want you getting pregnant unless they want you to<</if>>", he states matter-of-factly, washing his dick as you lay peacefully on the tiles. You pull yourself up, ready to [[finish your shower and dry up|Final Processing 1]].<</replace>><</click>> <<click "Shake your head in disagreement">><<replace "#output">>You shake your head, turning him down on his offer. His face turns slightly pink, as he nods back at you. A look of disappointment is briefly visible on his face, as he puts his helmet back on. "I get it. You've just gone through a big change and are still getting used to everything. No hard feelings, alright?", responds the big man, as he waits for you to finish up. That awkward interlude now come to an end, you quickly [[finish your shower and dry up|Final Processing 1]].<</replace>><</click>>

<<orgasm>><<cumVagina 8>><<calcMakeupStyle>>"I told you I'd be back", Agent Davis snarls as he stalks towards you ripping off his helmet. You finally get a good view of the man who's been out to get you since you arrived. He's handsome though you can't tell if that's you or the treatment's opinion. <<if $height < 66>>Much taller than you<<elseif $height < 72>>Taller than you<<else>>Tall<</if>>, short brown hair, piercing green eyes and a chin which could only belong to a real man. Through all of this train of thought you have just one niggling issue, he's angry and coming right at you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/DavisLarge.png]]</div> "Can't take the suit off when I'm on the job, has sensors in it, but the R&D boys put some changes in to let us guys on the ground show the newbies who's in charge", he continues sadistically as he runs his thumbs on either side of his armours crotch plate. Immediately the plate splits and recedes into the adjacent plates revealing a monstrously large cock and balls. The dick on the agent is much larger than pretty much any you've ever seen both in length and girth looking maybe 9 or 10 inches in length with golf ball sized testicles hanging beneath. Smiling at your reaction he continues, "They let us get upgrades too, it's just that ours are more fun, and also our choice". Stalking towards you he easily grabs hold of you by the shoulder spinning you around to face the wall. Getting hold of your wrists he moves them above your head against the wall before holding both with one hand. From the feel of it the other hand is aligning his massive tool towards your small fresh pussy. You feel a sudden heat in your cunt, fearing that it's your attackers cock penetrating you, however you quickly realise that it's just your arousal. Are you really horny over this? Before you can come to terms the agent sticks his cock roughly into you, taking no pause or time to adjust, instead just pressing onwards deep into your spasming fuck hole. It hurts, you moan painfully from the stretching and thudding pain as he strikes your cervix, but the pain is enjoyable almost. You cringe a little as you realise that the man brutally taking your virginity is also partly responsible for you being here. Additionally, you notice that there wasn't any tearing feeling despite this being your first time. As if anticipating your question, he grunts in between thrusts, "They make you fuck toys durable and they don't bother making you virgins because you're cock holsters to dump your cum in, not delicate ladies to romance". The dirty talk starts getting to you, between it and the rough pounding of your pleasure hole you start to feel a rush of pleasure take over you, leading to you moaning lustily. Before long you're obviously climbing towards an amazing orgasm, which only makes the situation worse as such an aggressive jerk is making you feel this good. With one in particularly rough shove you finally peak, shuddering up against the wall, crying out with passion as your cunt squeezes and milks the agent's dick. The dick pulses and you feel a sudden wet warmth in your cunt. Taking a step back from you the agent lets go of your arms leaving you to fall into a heap on the floor, a flood of jism pooling out of your used pussy. "<<if $impregnatable>>Sometimes they leave you cum-filled whores sterile, but not you. Guess you might have a bun in the oven already, slut. Aren’t you lucky?<<else>>Don't worry you're sterile unless told otherwise. Don't want you cum-filled whores getting pregnant unless they want you to<</if>>", he states matter of factly as he washes his dick, all the while you lay in a heap on the cold tiles.<<if $waterSportsPlay == true>><<pissMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>> Dick now washed off of cum the Agent Davis turns back to facing you fully. "After a fuck I always need a piss, don't mind do you", he asks rhetorically as he immediately starts to unleash a torrent of warm yellow liquid on you. His urine smells foul and he makes special effort to aim it straight in your face as the torrent flows out. Curled up weakly on the floor there is little you can do to avoid this humiliating scenario, piss covering you then quickly being washed off by the shower. A little urine gets into your mouth and you gag at the unpleasant taste, sadly letting more in. Thankfully he runs out shortly afterwards shaking the last few drops at you. "Just what I needed", he jokes sadistically. The evidence washes away but the smell faintly lingers clinging to you as a reminder of your degradation.<</if>> You pull yourself up, ready to [[finish your shower and dry up|Final Processing 1]].

You can no longer resist the urge to masturbate and slake your extensive lust, the amazing sensations of your newly sensitive body taunting you until you give into them. <<if $vagina>>You slowly part the labia of your warm and inviting pussy with two fingers, revealing its cute and plump interior, engorged due to your lust. Looking closer you see your pleasure hole is a cute untouched pink in colour, covered in your feminine juices. In the air despite the shower you can smell your needful pussy as it scents the area with your lustful need<<else>>You slowly massage your cock with your hand, your dick becoming even harder due to your lust and covered in your pre-cum. In the air despite the shower you can smell your masculine productions as it scents the area with your lustful need<</if>>. <<if $breastSize > 0>>With your other hand, you take hold of one of your perky <<checkBreast>> boobs and caress it, enjoying the exquisite sensations.<</if>> Despite your intention of relieving your sexual tension you still feel hot and horny. "I'd probably be willing to throw myself at anyone who offered with how I'm feeling now", you ponder in your torturous lust. Deciding to carry on, you start to caress your chest and <<if $vagina>>pussy in tandem, feeling a jolt of amazing pleasure as you run your fingers over the raised nub that is your clit. Now with a clear plan in place, groping <<if $breastSize > 0>>boobs<<else>>your chest<</if>> and playing with your clit<<else>>cock in tandem, feeling a jolt of amazing pleasure as you run your fingers over the engorged head of your rod. Now with a clear plan in place, groping <<if $breastSize > 0>>boobs<<else>>your chest<</if>> and playing with your dick<</if>> you reach an amazing orgasm which leaves you shuddering so heavily you have to prop yourself up against the wall. After your brief, yet fun, interlude you return to thoroughly cleaning yourself. Soaping your now post orgasm super sensitive <<if $breastSize > 0>>boobs and <</if>><<if $vagina>>pussy<<else>>cock<</if>>. Indeed, you’re just beginning to finish your shower when <<if $davisRelationship >= 10 && !$penis && $sexualPreference != 1>>[[Agent Davis returns with a lustful look in his eyes|Visit From The Agent - Nice]]<<elseif $davisRelationship <= -10 && !$penis && $nonConPlay && $sexualPreference != 1>>[[Agent Davis returns with a sadistic look in his eyes|Visit From The Agent - Angry][$timesVaginallyFucked +=1; $davisRelationship = 0]]<<else>>[[Agent Davis returns to take you onwards|Final Processing 1]]<</if>>.

<<addTime>>Finished with Tilly you move on, escorted by Agent Davis, down clean white corridors with few identifying features until you finally come to a lift. Opening the door, Davis steps in and gestures for you to follow. Stepping into the lift you notice the lift is in stark contrast to the room designs you've seen so far. The spacious lift is carpeted in a thick red carpet which feels great under your feet, the walls are wood panelled until a halfway point, above which burgundy coloured wallpaper filled with intricate designs covers the rest of the walls. The lighting is also nicer, less bright and more mellow. The agent starts pressing keys on a complicated panel and the lift closes, an LCD screen indicating movement with the selected floor being, "Dormitory 1". "So, we're almost all finished here. Just got to get you to your room. A last word of advice, <<if $submission <=5>>just don't cause any trouble, whatever you think of me, I'm much nicer than the boys you'll meet if you start being a problem<<else>>keep doing what you're doing, they'll mess you up if they think you're a problem and you're already such a well behaved resident it'd be a shame<</if>>", states Agent Davis. As you're about to reply the doors slide open onto a large open room with vaulted ceilings. The floors are all the same plush carpet as the lift though the colour varies in a pattern of blocks that changes as it continues down the room. Lots of plants and flowers line the walls in pot plants and large hanging planters are suspended high in the air. The walls have the same design as the lift, however, instead of a burgundy coloured wallpaper the paper is instead coloured an airy cream. The center of the room is filled with sofas and a number of other recreational devices ranging from gaming rigs to old-fashioned snooker tables. "This is where you'll be staying until you get auctioned, or pay to get moved to a better dorm", adds the agent as you stand in surprise at the room, you were honestly expecting something less ... nice. Agent Davis leads you over to a door mid-way along the left wall, with an LCD screen that states, "$firstName $secondName", above the door. "This is where we part ways for now, everything you need is inside. Showers and toilets are at the far end of the room to the lift. If you need to know anything your tablet will tell you, it's on your desk and will help you arrange your days. <<if $davisRelationship >=5>>It's been really great meeting you, hopefully you won't mind if I come visit sometime. Maybe we can have lunch together?<<elseif $davisRelationship < 0>> Don't go causing any trouble or me and the boy's will be back to have some fun with you. Maybe we'll have a competition on who can fist you deepest, bet you'd love that you little fuck-slut<<else>>See you around if you ever want a fuck call me on your tablet and I'll let you know if I'm around<</if>>", finishes Agent Davis as he takes his leave, finally leaving you alone, ready to [[start your new life |Introduction To Cell 2]].

<<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><</if>>You nod at the man in the labcoat, the best you can manage in your woozy state. He smiles and walks over to the cabinet again to start rummaging for another hypodermic needle of the treatment you've just received. You move to get back on the bondage chair but the agent stops you. "No need. We only strap you down in case you cause trouble, but you're a sweet one. I'm not worried about you causing any trouble, especially now that you’re smaller", whispers the agent into your ear. The hot breath on your neck feels lovely, so much so that you nuzzle towards him as he holds you to keep you from falling. "Here we go, round two. Glad you chose to get the booster. The more you work with us the better off you'll be in the end. Being pretty and compliant will make you sell much better, and trust me, you want that", speaks the man in the labcoat soothingly as he much more delicately injects you with the hypodermic, stroking your arm to make you feel better. Almost immediately the warm tingling returns. This time it feels more spread out, immediately focusing in a number of locations where it seems to feel hotter. Your scalp feels the familiar tingle and once again your $hairColour hair extends further, obscuring your vision. Additionally, your face feels odd, but you can't place what is happening to it. Next, you notice how smooth and sensitive you feel, everything feeling so good. Previously, you were strapped down to the chair but this time you have two men touching you, holding you, making you feel amazing as your senses go into overload. Finally, looking down through the haze, you feel your breasts further expand, perky nipples even more prominent, rubbing against your t-shirt. Looking down, you'd estimate those wonderful mounds of pleasure were now <<checkBreast>> in size. Suddenly, a feeling unlike what you've felt so far strikes, a sort of stretching feeling from behind. Maybe the booster has done something to your ass, but from the position you currently are in you cannot tell. As all your senses peak in wonderful bliss, you feel another of the unusual orgasms. Maybe this is just how you'll feel everytime now, maybe you should have ended up here sooner you think as you rub yourself against the two men moaning and purring in contentment. "That's it, everything's done", states the labcoated man jovially. "Though I do hope to see her again, and from that performance I think the feeling is mutual". As you get your bearings back slightly you look past your boobs and spot a wet patch has formed around the crotch of your pants. You really have been having a lot of fun from this new change in lifestyle. Hopefully you can keep living like this, you idly wonder before you [[come back around to the situation|The Showers 1]].

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$generalMakeup.currentScent != 14>><img src="TRCimgs/UI/IconFine.png" title="Clean"><</if>><<if $sweat>><img src="TRCimgs/UI/IconSweat.png" title="Sweat Covered"><</if>><<if $bodyCum>><img src="TRCimgs/UI/IconCumBody.png" title="Cum Soaked Body"><</if>><<if $bodyUrine>><img src="TRCimgs/UI/IconWetBody.png" title="Urine Soaked Body"><</if>><<if $hairCum>><img src="TRCimgs/UI/IconCumHair.png" title="Cum Soaked Hair"><</if>><<if $hairUrine>><img src="TRCimgs/UI/IconWetHair.png" title="Urine Soaked Hair"><</if>><<if $clothingCum>><img src="TRCimgs/UI/IconCumClothing.png" title="Cum Soaked Clothing"><</if>><<if $clothingUrine>><img src="TRCimgs/UI/IconWetClothing.png" title="Urine Soaked Clothing"><</if>><<if $underwearCum>><img src="TRCimgs/UI/IconCumUnderwear.png" title="Cum Soaked Underwear"><</if>><<if $underwearUrine>><img src="TRCimgs/UI/IconWetUnderwear.png" title="Urine Soaked Underwear"><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>><img 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Examine Self A collection of information covering your current appearance and clothing. This page also keeps track of a more detailed breakdown of this information. <<back [[Return to game|$return]]>> <hr>Description: <<examinePlayerImage 1>> Your name is $firstName $secondName and you are currently a <<if $pronoun == 1>>female<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>male<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>person<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>hermaphrodite<<elseif $vagina>>female<<elseif $penis>>male<</if>> who is the height of $height inches tall, which is <<if $height <= 48>>truly diminutive, so much so that you’d consider most shelves to be your nemesis<<elseif $height <60>>very short, some would say waifishly tiny even<<elseif $height <=64 && $height >=60>>short, though well within average norms<<elseif $height <=78 && $height >=70>> tall, though well within average norms<<elseif $height >78>>extremely tall, some would say amazonian even<<else>>relatively average, at least in human terms<</if>>. In terms of weight you'd say you were <<checkWeight>>. And, in terms of muscles you'd say you were <<checkMuscles>>. <<if $skinType == 3 || $skinType == 4 || $skinType == 5>>Your skin tone is completely indeterminable, no longer visible due to your modifications<<elseif $skinType == 1 || $skinType == 2>>The parts of your skin that are visible have a $skinTone skin tone<<else>>You have a $skinTone skin tone<</if>> whilst your skin is <<if $skinType==0>>completely normal<<elseif $skinType==1>>covered in a thin layer of $altColour fur<<elseif $skinType==2>>covered in a thick layer of $altColour fur<<elseif $skinType==3>>mostly replaced with a thin layer of smooth and shiny $altColour metal<<elseif $skinType==4>>mostly replaced with a thin layer of smooth and shiny $altColour plastic<<elseif $skinType==5>>covered in a layer of $altColour reptilian scales<</if>>. If you had to describe what you are, you'd say you were <<if $ears==0 && $tail==0 && $skinType==0 && $hornType==0>>a fully human<<elseif $ears==1 && $tail==1>>a cute cat<<elseif $ears==2 && $tail==2>>an energetic dog<<elseif $ears==3 && $tail==3>>an adorable bunny<<elseif $ears==4 && ($skinType==3 || $skinType==4)>>a fancy looking cyborg<<elseif $ears==5 && $tail==4 && $hornType==1>>a cute yet placid cow<<elseif $ears==5 && $tail==4 && $hornType==2>>a fierce minotaur<<elseif $ears==6 && $tail==5>>a playful fox<<elseif $ears==7 && $tail==6>>an energetic wolf<<elseif $ears==8 && $tail==7>>an elegant dragon<<elseif $hornType==5 && $tail==8>><<if $femininity >=0>>a sexy succubus<<else>>a sexy demon<</if>><<elseif $wingType == 3>>an awe-inspiring angel<<elseif $ears==9 && $tail==9>>an elegant horse<<elseif $ears==10 && $tail==10>>a cat-rabbit hybrid … a cabbit<<elseif $ears==11 && $tail==11>>a mysterious yet playful snow fox<<else>>unsure what you were, a mixed species<</if>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>gender fluid individual<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>hermaphrodite<<elseif $vagina>>girl<<elseif $penis>>boy<</if>>. <<if !$mobileView && $currentHairAccessory != "None">><div class="examineSmallCenterImage"><<print setup.HeadwearList[setup.HeadwearIndex.indexOf($currentHairAccessory)].Image>></div><</if>><<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Your hair is <<checkHair>> and the colour of your hair is $hairColour. It is <<checkHairType>> in composition whilst being styled to appear as a <<checkHairStyle>><<if $hairStyle == 1 || $hairStyle == 2>> style<</if>><<if $fringe>>, with a fringe<</if>>. You have added <<if $currentHairAccessory == "None">>no main accessory to it<<else>>a $currentHairAccessory to it<</if>>, and have <<if !$hairRibbons && !$hairBeads && !$hairBows && !$hairClips>>not put anything else in it<<else>>worked into it;<<if $hairRibbons>> various pretty silk ribbons,<</if>><<if $hairBeads>> an assortment of glass beads,<</if>><<if $hairBows>> a selection of small adorable bows,<</if>><<if $hairClips>> a few stylish hairclips to keep it all in place,<</if>> all of which are a $hairAdditionColour colour<</if>>. <<if $hairProfessionalCountDown > 0>>After having you hair professionally styled, it’s stuck in its current format and likely will remain so for another $hairProfessionalCountDown days unless restyled by an expert.<</if>> Your face has a <<checkFem>> appearance. You have <<checkEyeLong>>, topped by a pair of <<if $femininity >=10>>well maintained, thin $hairColour eyebrows, curved like rainbows above your eyes<<else>>thick and full $hairColour eyebrows<</if>>. Working further down your face, your lips are <<checkLips>> in nature. <<if $ears == 1 || $ears == 2 || $ears == 3 || $ears == 5 || $ears == 6 || $ears == 7 || $ears == 9 || $ears == 11>>On the top of your head you have a pair of obvious <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> coloured <<if $ears == 1>>cat<<elseif $ears == 2>>dog<<elseif $ears == 3>>bunny<<elseif $ears == 5>>cow<<elseif $ears == 6>>fox<<elseif $ears == 7>>wolf<<elseif $ears == 9>>horse<<elseif $ears == 10>>cat and rabbit<<elseif $ears == 11>>snow fox<</if>> ears.<<elseif $ears==4 || $ears==8>>Coming out of the sides of your head, where someone would normally expect ears, are a <<if $ears==4>>pair of futuristic robotic antenna<<elseif $ears==8>>pair of scaled dragon ears<</if>>.<<elseif $ears==0>>You have a pair of normal ears, placed where you would usually expect.<</if>> <<if $hornType != 0>>Sticking out from the front of your $hairColour hair, you have a <<if $hornType == 1>>pair of cute nub-like cow horns<<elseif $hornType == 2>>pair of long, point bull horns<<elseif $hornType == 3>>singular, long dragon horn<<elseif $hornType == 4>>pair of long dragon horns<<elseif $hornType == 5>>pair of seductive pointed demon horns<</if>>.<</if>><<if $faceFreckles > 0>> You also have <<if $faceFreckles == 1>>a light sprinkling of small faint freckles on your cheeks<<elseif $faceFreckles == 2>>a medium sprinkling of freckles across your cheeks<<elseif $faceFreckles == 3>>a dense spattering of freckles across your entire face<</if>>.<</if>> <<if !$mobileView>><<if $chastityBreasts>><div class="examineSmallCenterImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Chastity/SteelChastityBra.png]]</div><</if>><</if>>On your chest, you have <<if $breastSize==0>>a pair of normal pectorals with <<checkNipple>> nipples<<else>>a pair of <<checkBreast>> breasts with <<checkNipple>> nipples<</if>><<if $breastSize >= 20>>, that are so immense you often struggle to squeeze them through standard doors<<elseif $breastSize >= 10>>, that are so large they often get in your way<</if>>. <<if $lactating>>Occasional drops of <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>> randomly fall from your nipples, your incredible production causing spontaneous bouts of lactation. <</if>><<if $chastityBreasts>>Sadly, your breasts are contained within a Steel Chastity Bra giving you very little access to them<<if $chasityBreastsLocked>><<if $chastityLockedBy == 1>>, the device locked but at least you have the key<</if>><</if>>. <</if>>Either side of your chest you're supported by your <<checkShoulder>> shoulders. Your belly, however, <<if $pregnancyPlay && $pregnant && $pregnancyStage == 2 && $impregnatable && $vagina>>is slightly bloated and bigger than normal<<elseif $pregnancyPlay && $pregnant && $pregnancyStage == 3 && $impregnatable && $vagina>>is somewhat expanded likely due to pregnancy<<elseif $pregnancyPlay && $pregnant && $pregnancyStage == 4 && $impregnatable && $vagina>>is inflated due to your impending pregnancy<<elseif $pregnancyPlay && $pregnant && $pregnancyStage >= 5 && $impregnatable && $vagina>>is huge and round due to your imminent pregnancy<<else>>is flat and unremarkable<</if>><<if $udder>>, a large bulging cow-like udder emerging from the center of it. Sticking out of your jiggling fleshy udder are four elongated teats<<if $lactating>>, a trickle of <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>> constantly flowing out of each of them<</if>><</if>><<if $marsupialPouch>>. On the upper half of your stomach you have an odd flap opening into a small natural pouch, similar to that of a marsupial<</if>>.<<if $wingType != 0>> Upon your back you have a pair of <<if $wingType==1>>elegant dragon wings<<elseif $wingType==2>>seductive demonic wings<<elseif $wingType == 3>>breathtaking angel wings<</if>>, whilst you can move them a little, you're not sure if they're capable of actual flight.<</if>><<if $bodyFreckles > 0>> You also have <<if $bodyFreckles == 1>>a light sprinkling of small faint freckles on your shoulders<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 2>>a medium sprinkling of freckles across your shoulders and down your arms<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 3>>a dense spattering of freckles across your entire body<</if>>.<</if>><<if $pregnancyPlay && $pregnant && $pregnancyStage == 2 && $impregnatable && $vagina>> <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examinePregnancyCenterImage">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly1.png]]</div><</if>>More specifically on the topic of your stomach, it’s a bit bigger than usual, bloated outward and slightly rounder. It’s possible that it could be a result of a bad food reaction, though given your strange hormonal surges it might also be an indicator that you’re in the early stages of a pregnancy.<<elseif $pregnancyPlay && $pregnant && $pregnancyStage == 3 && $impregnatable && $vagina>> <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examinePregnancyCenterImage">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly2.png]]</div><</if>>More specifically on the topic of your stomach, it’s obviously larger than normal, expanded outward and visibly rounder to the point that you can support it with one hand. Between the small sensations of moving within you, and the hormonal surges you’ve experienced, it’s highly likely that you’re in the mid stages of a pregnancy.<<elseif $pregnancyPlay && $pregnant && $pregnancyStage == 4 && $impregnatable && $vagina>> <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examinePregnancyCenterImage">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly3.png]]</div><</if>>More specifically on the topic of your stomach, it’s obviously pregnant and much larger than normal, significantly expanded outward and visibly rounder to the point that you can support it with two hands. Between the ever increasing sensations of movement within you, and the hormonal surges you’ve experienced, it’s highly likely that you’re about three quarters of the way through your pregnancy.<<elseif $pregnancyPlay && $pregnant && $pregnancyStage == 5 && $impregnatable && $vagina>> <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examinePregnancyCenterImage">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly4.png]]</div><</if>>More specifically on the topic of your stomach, it’s obviously huge and pregnant, significantly expanded outward and almost round requiring you to support it from on top and below almost constantly. Between the frequent strong sensations of movement within you, and the hormonal surges you’ve experienced, it’s highly likely that you’re practically at the end of your pregnancy, ready to go into labour at any moment.<</if>> <<if !$mobileView && $currentChastity != "None">><div class="examineSmallCenterImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].Image>></div><</if>>Between your legs you have <<if $penis && $vagina>>a puffy pink pussy, and above it, a <<checkPenis>> cock<<if $balls>> and <<checkBalls>> balls<</if>><<elseif $vagina>>a puffy pink pussy<<if $balls>> and also strangely a pair of <<checkBalls>> balls<</if>><<else>>a <<checkPenis>> cock<<if $balls>> and <<checkBalls>> balls<</if>><</if>>. In the rear, you have a <<checkAss>> pair of buttocks<<if $tail==1>>, a cute <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> cat tail emerging from the end of your spine and hanging lazily down between them<<elseif $tail == 2>>, a fluffy <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> dog tail emerging from the end of your spine and wagging happily behind you<<elseif $tail == 3>>, a cute small <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> bunny tail emerging from the end of your spine, occasionally wiggling slightly, emphasising your ass<<elseif $tail == 4>>, a <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> puffball ended cow tail emerging from the end of your spine, occasionally swaying restlessly, emphasising your ass<<elseif $tail == 5>>, a large and fluffy puffed up <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> fox tail, emerging from the end of your spine, curling slightly upon itself<<elseif $tail == 6>>, a fluffy <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> wolf tail emerging from the end of your spine and wagging happily behind you<<elseif $tail == 9>>, a long haired <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> horse tail emerging from the end of your spine, lazily hanging down and slowly swishing behind you<<elseif $tail == 10>>, a fluffy long <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> cat tail emerging from the end of your spine and swaying happily behind you that’s tipped with a bunny tail poof. It’s kind of weird, but also kind of cute<<elseif $tail == 11>>, a pair of large and fluffy puffed up <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> snow fox tails, emerging from the end of your spine, curling slightly upon themselves<<elseif $tail == 7>>, a long scaled dragon tail emerging from the end of your spine, lazily swaying behind your<<elseif $tail == 8>>, a long thin spade-tip ended demon tail emerging from the end of your spine, somehow standing up straight behind your<</if>>.<<if $currentButtplug != "None">> Your anus is also currently pressed wide open as a result of the $currentButtplug you’re wearing.<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].ButtPlug>> Your anus is also currently pressed wide open as a result of the butt plug you’re wearing.<<elseif setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].AnalPlug >> Your anus is also currently pressed wide open as a result of the $currentChastity you’re wearing.<</if>> In the front meanwhile, you have a pair of <<checkHip>> hips. Finally, below your ass you have a pair of <<checkThigh>> thighs.<<if $currentChastity != "None">> Sadly, your <<if $penis && $vagina>>dick<<elseif $penis>>dick<<else>>vagina<</if>> is well and truly sealed up within your $currentChastity, stopping you from easily being able to access it<<if $chastityLevel <= 2>>, though still leaving your rear open for business<<else>>, whilst also stopping your rear from being used too<</if>>. <<if $chastityLocked>>The $currentChastity is also locked, <<if $chastityLockedBy == 1>>but at least you own the key<</if>><<else>>The fact that it is unlocked makes things slightly more bearable<</if>>.<</if>> In terms of makeup and other grooming habits, your general style could be described as <<checkMakeupStyle>>. On the ends of your hands you have <<checkFNailLong>>, whilst on the ends of your feet you have <<checkTNailLong>>. <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0 || $lipMakeup.currentLiner || $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>For lip makeup you’re wearing <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0>>$lipMakeup.currentColour <<lipMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentLiner && $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, lined with lipliner and with a finish of glitter<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentLiner>>lined with lipliner<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>In terms of eye makeup you’ve got applied <<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>>, and $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 || $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>>Regarding your eyelashes you’ve applied <<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 && $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>> with <<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0>><<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>>. <</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0 || $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter || $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>Across your cheeks you’ve applied <<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0>>$cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour <<blushMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter && $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features and with a finishing splash of glitter<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finishing splash of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 0>>Over your face in general you have <<fullFaceMakeupStyle>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>Meanwhile, across the rest of your body you’re wearing <<fullBodyMakeupStyle>><<if $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter sprinkled all over<</if>>. <</if>> <<if $piercedLowerEar || $piercedUpperEar || $piercedUpperEarBar || $piercedBelly || $piercedNipple || ($piercedClit && $vagina) || $piercedSeptum || $piercedNostril || $piercedTongue>>When it comes to piercings you have had some piercings done. <<if $piercedLowerEar>>In the pierced lobes of your ears you’re currently <<if $currentLowerEarPierce == "Empty">>not wearing a piercing<<else>>wearing a pair of $currentLowerEarPierce<</if>>. <</if>><<if $piercedUpperEar>>In the piercing hole in the top of your right ear you are <<if $currentUpperEarPierce == "Empty">>not wearing a piercing at the moment<<else>>wearing a $currentUpperEarPierce<</if>>. <</if>><<if $piercedUpperEarBar>>On the pierced upper bar portion your right ear you are <<if $currentUpperEarBarPierce == "Empty">>not wearing a bar piercing at the moment<<else>>wearing a $currentUpperEarBarPierce<</if>>. <</if>><<if $piercedBelly>>Pierced into the top of your belly button you <<if $currentBellyPierce == "Empty">>are not wearing any piercing at the moment<<else>>wearing a $currentBellyPierce<</if>>. <</if>><<if $piercedNipple>>In your pierced nipples you are currently wearing <<if $currentNipplePierce == "Empty">>nothing at all<<else>>a $currentNipplePierce in each of them<</if>>. <</if>><<if $piercedClit && $vagina>>Through your clit you currently have <<if $currentClitPierce == "Empty">>no piercing there<<else>>a $currentClitPierce in it<</if>>. <</if>><<if $piercedSeptum>>In the hole pierced through your septum you have <<if $currentSeptum == "Empty">>nothing in place<<else>>a $currentSeptumPierce in place<</if>>. <</if>><<if $piercedNostril>>Through your right nostril you <<if $currentNostrilPierce == "Empty">>have left the piercing hole empty at the moment<<else>>a $currentNostrilPierce in the piercing hole<</if>>. <</if>><<if $piercedTongue>>In the center of your tongue you have <<if $currentTonguePierce == "Empty">>an empty pierced hole<<else>>a $currentTonguePierce pierced through it<</if>>. <</if>><<else>>When it comes to piercings you don’t have any at all.<</if>> At the same time, your general state of cleanliness could be described as <<if !$sweat && !$bodyCum && !$bodyUrine && !$hairCum && !$hairUrine && !$clothingCum && !$clothingUrine && !$underwearCum && !$underwearUrine && $generalMakeup.currentBreath != 2 && $generalMakeup.currentBreath != 3 && $generalMakeup.currentScent != 12 && $generalMakeup.currentScent != 13 && $generalMakeup.currentScent != 14>>completely fresh and clean<<elseif ($bodyCum || $bodyUrine || $hairCum || $hairUrine || $clothingCum || $clothingUrine || $underwearCum || $underwearUrine) && ($generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14 || $sweat)>>incredibly dirty and awful smelling, it’s actually surprising that anyone can actually end up in this much of a state<<elseif $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 && $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3 && $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>generally clean and presentable, but with an awful smell about your person<<elseif ($bodyCum || $bodyUrine || $hairCum || $hairUrine || $clothingCum || $clothingUrine || $underwearCum || $underwearUrine)>>obviously unclean, but lacking the expected awful smell that might accompany such an appearance<<else>>a little sweaty and need of a shower, but otherwise presentable<</if>>. In regards to your general body scent you’d describe it as <<bodyScent>>, whilst you’d say your breath smelt of <<breathScent>>. <<if $sweat>>It is worth noting that your body is drenched in sweat, giving you a noticeable gleam to those who pay attention, not to mention the faint odour it gives off to those who pay close attention. <</if>><<if $bodyCum || $bodyUrine>>People also pay notice to the copious amount of <<if $bodyCum && $bodyUrine>>goopy cum and stagnant piss<<elseif $bodyCum>>goopy cum<<elseif $bodyUrine>>stagnant piss<</if>> that coat your body, laughing at how it makes you appear. <</if>><<if $hairCum || $hairUrine>>Also of note is the sheer quantity of <<if $bodyCum && $bodyUrine>>thick ropey semen and stale urine<<elseif $bodyCum>>thick ropey semen<<elseif $bodyUrine>>stale urine<</if>> that clings to your hair, making your previous exploits an open book for anyone seeing you. <</if>><<if $clothingCum || $clothingUrine>>Your $currentClothing is also quite a sight <<if $clothingCum && $clothingUrine>>wet splotches of cum coating it, along with wet noticeable congealed piss stains<<elseif $clothingCum>>wet splotches of cum coating it<<elseif $clothingUrine>>congealed piss stains all across it<</if>>, the sight turning more than a few heads as you wander about your business. <</if>><<if $underwearCum || $underwearUrine>>The wet patches within your $currentUnderwear also stand out, <<if $bodyCum && $bodyUrine>>cum and piss<<elseif $bodyCum>>cum<<elseif $bodyUrine>>piss<</if>> having soaked through it, though thankfully it’s a harder thing for people to notice. <</if>> <hr>Clothing: Current outfit: $currentClothing <div align="center" class="examineOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Description>> Current underwear: $currentUnderwear<div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Description>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5>> <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>The current wetness of your diaper is <<checkDiaperWet>>. <</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>> The current messiness of your diaper is <<checkDiaperMess>>. <</if>><<if $diaperLocked>> The diaper has been locked onto you, stopping you from removing it outside of sanctioned situations. <</if>>Your diaper is also incredibly comfortable. Who knew that walking around with a cushion on your bum would feel so good?<</if>> Current neckwear: $currentNeckwear<<if $currentNeckwear == "None">> None<<else>><div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NeckwearList[setup.NeckwearIndex.indexOf($currentNeckwear)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.NeckwearList[setup.NeckwearIndex.indexOf($currentNeckwear)].Description>><<if $neckwearLocked>> The current state of your $currentNeckwear is locked.<</if>><</if>> Current headwear or hair accessory: $currentHairAccessory<<if $currentHairAccessory == "None">> None<<else>><div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.HeadwearList[setup.HeadwearIndex.indexOf($currentHairAccessory)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.HeadwearList[setup.HeadwearIndex.indexOf($currentHairAccessory)].Description>><</if>><<if $currentLowerEarPierce != "Empty">> Current lower ear piercings: $currentLowerEarPierce<div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[setup.LowerEarPierceIndex.indexOf($currentLowerEarPierce)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[setup.LowerEarPierceIndex.indexOf($currentLowerEarPierce)].Description>><</if>><<if $currentUpperEarPierce != "Empty">> Current upper ear piercing: $currentUpperEarPierce<div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[setup.UpperEarPierceIndex.indexOf($currentUpperEarPierce)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex.indexOf($currentUpperEarPierce)].Description>><</if>><<if $currentUpperEarBarPierce != "Empty">> Current upper ear bar piercing: $currentUpperEarBarPierce<div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceList[setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex.indexOf($currentUpperEarBarPierce)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceList[setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex.indexOf($currentUpperEarBarPierce)].Description>><</if>><<if $currentBellyPierce != "Empty">> Current belly piercing: $currentBellyPierce<div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.BellyPierceList[setup.BellyPierceIndex.indexOf($currentBellyPierce)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.BellyPierceList[setup.BellyPierceIndex.indexOf($currentBellyPierce)].Description>><</if>><<if $currentNipplePierce != "Empty">> Current nipple piercings: $currentNipplePierce<div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NipplePierceList[setup.NipplePierceIndex.indexOf($currentNipplePierce)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.NipplePierceList[setup.NipplePierceIndex.indexOf($currentNipplePierce)].Description>><</if>><<if $currentClitPierce != "Empty" && $vagina>> Current clit piercing: $currentClitPierce<div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ClitPierceList[setup.ClitPierceIndex.indexOf($currentClitPierce)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.ClitPierceList[setup.ClitPierceIndex.indexOf($currentClitPierce)].Description>><</if>><<if $currentSeptumPierce != "Empty">> Current septum piercing: $currentSeptumPierce<div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.SeptumPierceList[setup.SeptumPierceIndex.indexOf($currentSeptumPierce)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.SeptumPierceList[setup.SeptumPierceIndex.indexOf($currentSeptumPierce)].Description>><</if>><<if $currentNostrilPierce != "Empty">> Current nostril piercing: $currentNostrilPierce<div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NostrilPierceList[setup.NostrilPierceIndex.indexOf($currentNostrilPierce)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.NostrilPierceList[setup.NostrilPierceIndex.indexOf($currentNostrilPierce)].Description>><</if>><<if $currentTonguePierce != "Empty">> Current tongue piercing: $currentTonguePierce<div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.TonguePierceList[setup.TonguePierceIndex.indexOf($currentTonguePierce)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.TonguePierceList[setup.TonguePierceIndex.indexOf($currentTonguePierce)].Description>><</if>> Current butt plug: $currentButtplug<<if $currentButtplug == "None">> None<<else>><div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[setup.ButtplugIndex.indexOf($currentButtplug)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.ButtplugList[setup.ButtplugIndex.indexOf($currentButtplug)].Description>><</if>> Current main chastity device: $currentChastity<<if $currentChastity == "None">> None<<else>><div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].Description>> Coverage: <<if setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].Type == 1>>Vagina<<elseif setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].Type == 2>>Penis<<elseif setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].Type == 3>>Vagina & Anus<<elseif setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].Type == 4>>Penis & Anus<</if>> Lock status: <<if $chastityLocked>>Locked<<else>>Unlocked<</if>><<if $chastityLocked>> Locked by: <<if $chastityLockedBy == 1>>Yourself<</if>><</if>><</if>><<if $chastityBreasts>> Current chastity bra: setup.ChastityIndex[1] <div align="center" class="examineUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[1].Image>></div>Description: <<print setup.ChastityList[1].Description>> Coverage: Breasts Lock status: <<if $chastityLocked>>Locked<<else>>Unlocked<</if>><<if $chastityLocked>> Locked by: <<if $chastityLockedBy == 1>>Yourself<</if>><</if>><</if>> <hr>Detailed Appearance Breakdown: Body Details: Appearance: <<checkFem>> Weight: <<checkWeight>> Muscles: <<checkMuscles>> Skin Tone: <<if $skinType == 3 || $skinType == 4 || $skinType == 5>>(hidden by transformations) <</if>>$skinTone Skin Type: <<if $skinType==0>>normal<<elseif $skinType==1>>thin $altColour fur<<elseif $skinType==2>>thick $altColour fur<<elseif $skinType==3>>$altColour metal<<elseif $skinType==4>>$altColour plastic<<elseif $skinType==5>>$altColour reptilion scales<</if>> Body Freckles: <<if $bodyFreckles == 0>>none<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 1>>light<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 2>>medium<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 3>>heavy<</if>> Vagina: <<if $vagina>>yes<<else>>no<</if>> Penis: <<if $penis>>yes<<else>>no<</if>><<if $penis>> Penis Size: <<checkPenis>><</if>> Balls: <<if $balls>>yes<<else>>no<</if>><<if $balls>> Ball Size: <<checkBalls>><</if>> Height: $height inches Shouder Width: <<checkShoulder>> Breast Size: <<checkBreast>> Nipple Size: <<checkNipple>> Ass Size: <<checkAss>> Hip Size: <<checkHip>> Thigh Size: <<checkThigh>> Finger Nails: <<checkFNailShort>> Toe Nails: <<checkTNailShort>> Tail: <<if $tail==1>>cat<<elseif $tail == 2>>dog<<elseif $tail == 3>>bunny<<elseif $tail == 4>>cow<<elseif $tail == 5>>fox<<elseif $tail == 6>>wolf<<elseif $tail == 7>>dragon<<elseif $tail == 8>>demon<<elseif $tail == 9>>horse<<elseif $tail == 10>>cabbit<<elseif $tail == 11>>double snow fox<<else>>none<</if>> Wings: <<if $wingType == 1>>dragon<<elseif $wingType == 2>>demon<<elseif $wingType == 3>>angel<<else>>none<</if>> Udder: <<if $udder>>yes<<else>>no<</if>> Marsupial Pouch: <<if $marsupialPouch>>yes<<else>>no<</if>> Facial Details: Hair Length: <<checkHair>> Hair Colour: $hairColour Hair Style: <<checkHairStyle>> Hair Type: <<checkHairType>> Fringe: $fringe Current Hair Accessory: $currentHairAccessory Hair Ribbons: $hairRibbons Hair Beads: $hairBeads Hair Bows: $hairBows Hair Clips: $hairClips Hair Accessory Colour: $hairAdditionColour Eye Colour: <<checkEyeShort>> Face Freckles: <<if $faceFreckles == 0>>none<<elseif $faceFreckles == 1>>light<<elseif $faceFreckles == 2>>medium<<elseif $faceFreckles == 3>>heavy<</if>> Lip Size: <<checkLips>> Ears: <<if $ears == 1>>cat<<elseif $ears == 2>>dog<<elseif $ears == 3>>bunny<<elseif $ears == 4>>robotic antenna<<elseif $ears == 5>>cow<<elseif $ears == 6>>fox<<elseif $ears == 7>>wolf<<elseif $ears == 8>>dragon<<elseif $ears == 9>>horse<<elseif $ears == 10>>cabbit<<elseif $ears == 11>>snow fox<<else>>normal<</if>> Horns: <<if $hornType == 1>>cow<<elseif $hornType == 2>>bull<<elseif $hornType == 3>>singular dragon<<elseif $hornType == 4>>double dragon<<elseif $hornType == 5>>demon<<else>>none<</if>> Makeup and Grooming: Lip Makeup: Lip Makeup Colour: $lipMakeup.currentColour Lip Makeup Style: <<lipMakeupStyle>> Lip Glitter: $lipMakeup.currentGlitter Lip Liner: $lipMakeup.currentLiner Eye Makeup: Eyeshadow Colour: $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour Eyeshadow Style: <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>> Eyeliner Colour: $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour Eyeliner Style: <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>> Eye Glitter: $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter Lash Makeup: Fake Lash Style: <<fakeLashMakeupStyle>> Mascara Style: <<mascaraMakeupStyle>> Cheek Makeup: Blush Colour: $cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour Blush Style: <<blushMakeupStyle>> Cheek Glitter: $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter Cheek Highlighter: $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter Full Face Makeup: Face Paint Style: <<fullFaceMakeupStyle>> Full Body Makeup: Body Paint Style: <<fullBodyMakeupStyle>> Body Glitter: $generalMakeup.currentGlitter Hygiene: Body Scent: <<bodyScent>> Breath Scent: <<breathScent>> Body Sweat: $sweat Body Cum: $bodyCum Hair Cum: $hairCum Clothing Cum: $clothingCum Underwear Cum: $underwearCum<<if $waterSportsPlay>> Body Urine: $bodyUrine Hair Cum: $hairUrine Clothing Cum: $clothingUrine Underwear Cum: $underwearUrine<</if>> Misc: Fingernails: <<checkFNailShort>> Toenails: <<checkTNailShort>><<if $lactationPlay>> Lactation Details: Lactating: <<if $lactating>>yes<<else>>no<</if>> Lactation Level: $lactationLevel ml Lactation Maximum Cap: $lactationCap ml Lactation Gain Average: $lactationModifier ml Amount Of Lactation Speed Boosters Used: $lactationBoosterSpeed Amount Of Lactation Quantity Boosters Used: $lactationBoosterQuantity Amount Of Lactation Storage Boosters Used: $lactationBoosterStorage Lactation Type: <<checkLactationType>><</if>><<if $balls || $internalBalls || $cumPlay>> Cum Production Details: Producing Cum: <<if $internalBalls || $balls>>yes<<else>>no<</if>> Cum Level: $cumLevel ml Cum Maximum Cap: $cumCap ml Cum Gain Average: $cumModifier ml Amount Of Cum Speed Boosters Used: $cumBoosterSpeed Amount Of Cum Quantity Boosters Used: $cumBoosterQuantity Amount Of Cum Storage Boosters Used: $cumBoosterStorage Cum Type: <<checkCumType>><</if>> Clothing Details: Clothing Worn: $currentClothing Underwear Worn: $currentUnderwear Neckwear: $currentNeckwear Neckwear Locked: $neckwearLocked Butt Plug Worn: $currentButtplug Currently Worn Main Chastity Device: <<if $currentChastity == "None">>No chastity wear<<else>>$currentChastity<</if>><<if $currentChastity != "None">> Chastity lock status: <<if $chastityLocked>>Locked<<else>>Unlocked<</if>><</if>><<if $currentChastity != "None" && $chastityLocked>> Chastity key holder: <<if $chastityLockedBy == 1>>Yourself<</if>><</if>><<if $chastityBreasts || $currentChastity != "None">> Breast chastity status: <<if $chastityBreasts>>Steel Chastity Bra worn<<else>>Unbound<</if>><</if>><<if $chastityBreasts>> Breast chastity lock status: <<if $chastityBreastsLocked>>Locked<<else>>Unlocked<</if>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>> Diaper Wetness Level: $diaperWetCounter<</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>> Diaper Mess Level: $diaperMessCounter<</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay>> Diaper Locked: $diaperLocked<</if>><<if $piercedLowerEar || $piercedUpperEar || $piercedUpperEarBar || $piercedBelly || $piercedNipple || ($piercedClit && $vagina) || $piercedSeptum || $piercedNostril || $piercedTongue>> Piercing Details:<<if $piercedLowerEar>> Lower Ear Piercings Worn: $currentLowerEarPierce<</if>><<if $piercedUpperEar>> Upper Ear Piercing Worn: $currentUpperEarPierce<</if>><<if $piercedUpperEarBar>> Upper Ear Bar Piercing Worn: $currentUpperEarBarPierce<</if>><<if $piercedBelly>> Belly Button Piercing Worn: $currentBellyPierce<</if>><<if $piercedNipple>> Nipple Piercings Worn: $currentNipplePierce<</if>><<if $piercedClit && $vagina>> Clit Piercings Worn: $currentClitPierce<</if>><<if $piercedSeptum>> Septum Piercing Worn: $currentSeptumPierce<</if>><<if $piercedNostril>> Nostril Piercing Worn: $currentNostrilPierce<</if>><<if $piercedTongue>> Tongue Piercing Worn: $currentTonguePierce<</if>><</if>> <<back [[Return to game|$return]]>>

Stepping into the showers which you turn on with the hand sensor, you find yourself looking in the mirrored wall. Finally, you are able to get a good view of your <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>>nude feminine body<<elseif $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 4>>nude masculine body<<else>>body to check that everything is still normal<</if>>. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Shower.png]]</div> <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>>In the reflection of the mirror what strikes you first is just how your frame has changed<<if $startAge > 35>>, though the massive change in your physical age is also incredibly shocking, your new form looking in its early twenties<<elseif $startAge > 25>>, though the decrease in your physical age is also pretty shocking, your new form looking in its early twenties<</if>>. Now only $height inches tall you look so petite in comparison to how you remember yourself only a few hours ago. Looking at your <<checkFem>> face you see features that you can recognise, but as if they were the features of a decidedly more feminine relative, a cousin perhaps. Your $hairColour hair is also different, longer than you're used to, all around, requiring you to tuck your <<checkHair>> hair behind your ears to be able to see properly.<<if $lipSize >= 1>> Your lips too are larger. Now a set of cute, <<checkLips>> lips rest on your face.<</if>> At least your eyes are still $eyes.colour<<if $lipSize ==0>> and your lips are still <<checkLips>> in size<</if>>, that's something at least. <<if $faceFreckles > 0>>You also still have <<if $faceFreckles == 1>>a light sprinkling of small faint freckles on your cheeks<<elseif $faceFreckles == 2>>a medium sprinkling of freckles across your cheeks<<elseif $faceFreckles == 3>>a dense spattering of freckles across your entire face<</if>>.<</if>> <<if !$mobileView>><<examinePlayerImage 0>> <</if>>You follow the reflection down your body, <<if $submission <= 10>>fearing<<else>>anticipating<</if>> what you'll see next. In your reflection you can see a pair of perky <<checkBreast>> breasts, complete with plump little nipples that stand out erect. Steeling yourself you continue your journey downwards to confirm what you already know<<if $bodyFreckles > 0>>, along with <<if $bodyFreckles == 1>>a light sprinkling of small faint freckles on your shoulders<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 2>>a medium sprinkling of freckles across your shoulders and down your arms<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 3>>a dense spattering of freckles across your entire body<</if>><</if>>. <<if $penis && $penisSize >= 2>>Sighing with relief, you find a <<checkPenis>> penis and <<checkBalls>> balls, just as you expected. Hard and erect, your balls churning with need<<elseif $penis && $penisSize <= 0>>Sighing with relief you find a <<checkPenis>> penis and <<checkBalls>> balls, now much different, reduced to being significantly smaller in size. Taking a deep breath, you wonder if you'd have been better off with a vagina instead<<else>>Indeed, between your legs lies a cute little vagina, plump and brimming with need<</if>>. <<if $assSize >0>>Turning slightly, you get a good view of your <<checkAss>> behind, jiggling minorly as you move.<</if>><<elseif $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 4>>In the reflection of the mirror what strikes you first is just how your frame has changed<<if $startAge > 35>>, though the massive change in your physical age is also incredibly shocking, your new form looking in its early twenties<<elseif $startAge > 25>>, though the decrease in your physical age is also pretty shocking, your new form looking in its early twenties<</if>>. Now $height inches tall you look so much bigger in comparison to how you remember yourself only a few hours ago. Looking at your <<checkFem>> face you see features that you can recognise, but as if they were the features of a decidedly more masculine relative, a cousin perhaps. Your $hairColour hair is also different, shorter than you're used to, all around, your now <<checkHair>> hair leaving your head much cooler. At least your eyes are still $eyes.colour and your lips are still <<checkLips>> in size, that's something at least. <<if $faceFreckles > 0>>You also still have <<if $faceFreckles == 1>>a light sprinkling of small faint freckles on your cheeks<<elseif $faceFreckles == 2>>a medium sprinkling of freckles across your cheeks<<elseif $faceFreckles == 3>>a dense spattering of freckles across your entire face<</if>>.<</if>> <<if !$mobileView>><<examinePlayerImage 0>> <</if>>You follow the reflection down your body, <<if $submission <= 10>>fearing<<else>>anticipating<</if>> what you'll see next. In your reflection you can see <<if $breastSize > 0>>a pair of perky <<checkBreast>> breasts, complete with plump little nipples that stand out erect, smaller feeling than they once were though<<else>>a pair of muscular pecs<</if>><<if $bodyFreckles > 0>>, along with <<if $bodyFreckles == 1>>a light sprinkling of small faint freckles on your shoulders<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 2>>a medium sprinkling of freckles across your shoulders and down your arms<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 3>>a dense spattering of freckles across your entire body<</if>><</if>>. Steeling yourself you continue your journey downwards to confirm what you already know. <<if $penis && $penisSize >= 4>>Thrown with shock, you find a <<checkPenis>>penis and <<checkBalls>> balls, much bigger than anticipated. Hard and erect, your balls churning with need<<elseif $penis>>a penis and balls, reasonably sized, in fact you’d say about <<checkPenis>> in size<<if !$startGender>>. Shocked you take a deep breath, and wonder if you'd have been better off with your old vagina instead<</if>><<else>>Indeed, between your legs lies a cute little vagina, just like always<</if>>. <<if $assSize >0>>Turning slightly, you get a good view of your <<checkAss>> behind, jiggling minorly as you move.<</if>><<else>>In the reflection of the mirror what strikes you first is just how much better you look despite not much having changed<<if $startAge > 35>>, though shockingly the one significant change is your physical age, your new form looking in its early twenties<<elseif $startAge > 25>>, though the decrease in your physical age is pretty shocking, your new form looking in its early twenties<</if>>. Still $height inches tall you look just as you remember yourself only a few hours ago. Looking at your <<checkFem>> face you see features that you can recognise, but slightly smoothed, as if someone had gone over you with a social media filter. Your $hairColour hair remains <<checkHair>> in length, though has become slightly tussled in your transit sadly. Thankfully your eyes are still $eyes.colour and your lips are still <<checkLips>> in size, that's good. <<if $faceFreckles > 0>>You also still have <<if $faceFreckles == 1>>a light sprinkling of small faint freckles on your cheeks<<elseif $faceFreckles == 2>>a medium sprinkling of freckles across your cheeks<<elseif $faceFreckles == 3>>a dense spattering of freckles across your entire face<</if>>.<</if>> <<if !$mobileView>><<examinePlayerImage 0>> <</if>>You follow the reflection down your body, <<if $submission <= 10>>fearing<<else>>anticipating<</if>> what you'll see next, having not encountered any surprises really so far. In your reflection you can see <<if $breastSize == 0>>a pair of masculine pecs, or at least as masculine as your chest ever was<<else>>a pair of perky <<checkBreast>> breasts, complete with plump little nipples that stand out erect. Maybe slightly perkier, but still what you remember<</if>><<if $bodyFreckles > 0>>, along with <<if $bodyFreckles == 1>>a light sprinkling of small faint freckles on your shoulders<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 2>>a medium sprinkling of freckles across your shoulders and down your arms<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 3>>a dense spattering of freckles across your entire body<</if>><</if>>. Steeling yourself you continue your journey downwards to confirm what you already know. <<if $penis>>Sighing with relief, you find a <<checkPenis>> penis and <<checkBalls>> balls, just as you expected. Hard and erect, your balls churning with need<<else>>Indeed, between your legs lies a cute little vagina, plump and brimming with need, just as expected<</if>>. <<if $assSize >0>>Turning slightly, you get a good view of your <<checkAss>> behind, jiggling minorly as you move.<</if>> Sighing to yourself, you count yourself lucky that all your parts are still in the right places.<</if>> Having given yourself a look over, you start to feel your lust catch up to you now. Without anything to distract yourself with your body is heating up and you feel an overwhelming feeling of horniness. Maybe sating your desires wouldn't be a bad idea, though you're not sure how much time you have. Do you: [[Masturbate?|Masturbate In Showers][$timesMasturbated += 1]] [[Resist masturbating?|Resist Masturbating In Showers]]

<<addDay>><<if $startUpkeep == 0>><<set $upkeep = 50>><<elseif $startUpkeep == 1>><<set $upkeep = 150>><<elseif $startUpkeep == 2>><<set $upkeep = 350>><<elseif $startUpkeep == 3>><<set $upkeep = 550>><<elseif $startUpkeep == 4>><<set $upkeep = 1050>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 0>><<set $upkeep -= 100>><</if>>You decide to get some sleep after your long day. However you quickly realise you don't have any sleeping clothes. Without sleeping wear you decide you have little choice but to sleep nude, you don't want to ruin your new clothes by sleeping in them. You quickly strip and get into the bed, pulling the sheets up over your naked body. <<if $bedType == 0>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/PinkBed.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/BlueBed.png]]</div><</if>> Tired from all the rapid changes you've undergone, sleep quickly overtakes you. Happily you fall into lust-filled dreams. Dreams of men and women using you for their pleasure, the enjoyment you bring them obvious in the gleeful looks they give you. You're almost disappointed when you feel yourself awakening. As you wake you start to wonder, what's up with the weird dreams<<if $submission >=15>> because I want more of those blissful dreams<<elseif $submission <=0>> because I'm sure those dreams aren't normal, they're trying to brainwash me<<else>> because I don't normally have dreams like that, they were nice though<</if>>. Throwing those thoughts to one side [[you pull yourself out of bed|Room Hub Introduction][$actionLimit += 1;]].

As you pull yourself out of bed, the tablet on your desk flickers, the previously blank screen now filled with a slightly faded yellow smiley face on a black background. A stilted voice comes out, obvious in its inhuman nature. "Good morning $firstName. Time to start your first day of becoming a functional member of society. I am Alice your A.I companion during your time here. I will help you schedule yourself to different training and activities that will help you in being a better person. I also monitor your <<if $pronoun == 1>>Good Girl Points<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Good Guy Points<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Good Guest Points<<elseif !$vagina>>Good Guy Points<<else>>Good Girl Points<</if>> and am responsible for handling your contacts list whilst you are on the program. If at any point you wish to complete your program and be sent to final processing then I will oblige though it is better to be over qualified than under qualified when it comes to being a good person". <<addTime>>"Final processing?", you respond. "Yes. Here at The Repurposing Center you will be modified until you are deemed productive by your own standards. In such circumstances, or circumstances in which you are deemed to be a detriment to the learning of other program members, you will be sent to final processing. During final processing, you will be analysed and then the rights over your care and management will be auctioned at a government sanctioned event. You will then be placed in the care of the top bidder helping to fund the continuation of the facility. Though there is an option to choose your ...", answers the Alice, her voice monotone. The situation finally strikes you, you've been <<if ($startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2) && $startGender>>turned into a girl<<elseif $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>>transformed into a much more feminine woman<<elseif ($startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 4) && !$startGender>>turned into a man<<elseif $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 4>>transformed into a much more masculine man<<else>>subjected to some weird treatment<</if>> and your future as <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 5>>an owned submissive<<else>>a slave<</if>> is all but confirmed. "So, I'm <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 5>>stuck here?<<else>>a slave then? I never agreed to any of this or signed anything<</if>>", you interrupt, wanting to clarify the position with the first person to hold a full conversation with you on what's going on. "<<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 5>>Not stuck here so much as contractually obligated to stay, your citizenship status suspended for the duration of your stay<<else>>Not a slave $firstName<</if>>. You have<<if $startNumber == 2 || $startNumber == 4 || $startNumber == 6>>, however,<</if>> been deemed <<if $backgroundNumber == 0 || $backgroundNumber == 1>>incapable of maintaining your own health and wellbeing. As such you have been entered into the program to alter your body and mannerisms in such a way that another citizen will be willing to offer you the maintenance of health and wellbeing that you require<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 3>>incapable of conforming to the social and legal normalities of the country. As such you have been entered into the program to alter your body and mannerisms in such a way that another citizen will be willing to take over wardenship of you and ensure a ceasing of such criminal behaviour<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 7>>in need of purpose and structure to ensure long-term personal happiness and fulfilment. As such you have been entered into the program to find skills and interests for you to pursue which will bring you enjoyment and accomplishment, along with providing you with a citizen to take over wardenship of you to facilitate this in the future<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 6>>a bearer of extremely high levels of submissive personality characteristics. As such you have been entered into the program to provide you with the structure and environment that will provide you with a citizen to take over your wardenship and allow you to prosper in the long-term<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 4>>a high value target of special interest by high-ranking facility personnel. As such you have been entered into the program to facilitate your personal growth in such a way that will be mutually beneficial to both yourself and our benefactors, eventually leading to your wardenship being turned over to another citizen<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 5>>a highly creative individual who will thrive when given access to the tools and opportunities available within this facility. As such you have been entered into the program to provide you with the chance to fulfil your makeover interests, later placing you under the wardenship of a citizen who can continue to offer these opportunities<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 8>>a highly creative individual who will thrive when given access to the tools and opportunities available within this facility. As such you have been entered into the program to provide you with the chance to fulfil your acting interests, later placing you under the wardenship of a citizen who can continue to offer these opportunities<</if>>. Records show you agreed to this four years and twenty-three days ago when you signed the citizens charter of rights. Such rights include but are not limited to: voting, owning a business, and the right to residence. One of the rights you gave the government was the right to have your citizenship reclassified at any time. So you can see that everything is agreed upon and you are not <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 5>>being held against your will but instead have given prior and upfront consent to your containment here<<else>>a slave<</if>>. Your current classification is "Repurposed-In-Training" but you do not need to worry. The Repurposing Center will ensure your skilful and speedy reclassification into a "Repurposed" citizen", the machine chimes, you could swear you almost heard a note of pride in its robotic voice. Seeing no benefit from further argumentation you ask, "So how do I manage my day?". "Good initiative $firstName. Days are divided into seven productive segments; early morning, morning, noon, early afternoon, afternoon, evening and late evening. You are expected to be in some way productive during the morning, early afternoon and evening time slots. However, it should be noted productive activity can include social interaction if it is deemed as a positive influence on your training. Though remember to earn <<if $pronoun == 1>>Good Girl Points<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Good Guy Points<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Good Guest Points<<elseif !$vagina>>Good Guy Points<<else>>Good Girl Points<</if>> to not fail the program. Your current upkeep is <<if $upkeep < 0>>0<<else>>$upkeep<</if>> points a day. Of that upkeep cost 100 G.G.P is for your room rental, however, that is reduced by 50 G.G.P for the first week<<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>. A bursary has also been applied to reduce your upkeep by a further 100 G.G.P due to your impoverished financial background<</if>> ", reply's Alice. Well that answers that then, you sit on your bed and try to [[decide what to do with your day|Room Hub Introduction 2][$roomLevel = 1]].

<<if $inventory.indexOf("Giant teddy bear") != -1 || $inventory.indexOf("Neon unicorn painting") != -1 || $inventory.indexOf("Robotic changing table") != -1 || $inventory.indexOf("Ultimate mattress") != -1 || $inventory.indexOf("Snuggly Warn Teddy Bear") != -1 || $inventory.indexOf("Wicker picnic basket") != -1 || $inventory.indexOf("Bouquet of roses") != -1 || ($inventory.indexOf("Model jet kit") != -1 && $midShelf.indexOf("Model jet kit") == -1)>>Warning: The inventory system you’re currently using is out of date. Please go to your room tablet, then to the options menu to fix it. Sorry! <</if>>The <<if $roomLevel ==1>>normal sized<<elseif $roomLevel ==2>>large sized<<else>>huge sized<</if>> room is carpeted in a thick cream carpet, whilst the walls are a <<if $roomColour ==0>>pastel pink<<else>>pale blue<</if>> colour in the bottom section, and cream white in the top section, broken apart by a cream painted border rail. <<if $roomLevel >=1>>The ceiling is vauleted giving the room a much airier feeling.<</if>> The main feature is a large <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> painted <a data-passage="Room Main Bed">four poster canopy bed</a> with pale <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> bedding and thin frilly canopy of the same colour sits before you, a collection of brightly coloured comfy looking pillows<<if $furniture.indexOf("Snuggly Warm Teddy Bear") != -1>>, and your oddly warm teddy bear,<</if>> lie at the head of it.<<if $furniture.indexOf("Pile of plushies") != -1>> Across the far side of your covers and on much of the floor around your bed is a massive collection of fluffy and cute soft toys. Just looking at them makes you feel significantly relaxed, and you imagine <a data-passage="Room Pile Of Plushies">having a nap with them</a> would make you feel great.<</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Ultimate mattress") != -1>>Your bed also has an amazing mattress, in fact it’s so good it’s almost indescribable. <</if>> Other furniture includes a <<if $roomColour ==0>>pastel pink<<else>>pale blue<</if>> desk with a large touch screen sticking out the top of it and a large pastel <<if $wardrobeType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> wardrobe of a decidedly <<if $bedType ==0>>feminine<<else>>masculine<</if>> design. The wardrobe additionally has a mirror in it if you want to <a data-passage="Room Mirror">check your appearance</a>. <<if $furniture.indexOf("Adult Crib") != -1>>You also have a <a data-passage="Room Adult Crib">large white wooden adult crib</a> with <<if $bedType ==0>>pink princess<<else>>blue superhero<</if>> bedding, which <<if $sleepLocation == 1>>you sleep in at night<<else>>you don’t currently use<</if>>. <</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed") != -1>>Additionally you own a <a data-passage="Room Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed">grey circular cushion pet bed</a> with <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> blankets, which <<if $sleepLocation == 2>>you sleep in at night<<else>>you don’t currently use<</if>>. <</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Long Padded Top Cage") != -1>>Further, you have a <a data-passage="Room Long Padded Top Cage">long padded top cage</a> with thin <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> blankets within, which <<if $sleepLocation == 3>>you sleep in at night<<else>>you don’t currently use<</if>>. <</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Hay Filled Wooden Stall") != -1>>A huge inbuilt <a data-passage="Room Hay Filled Wooden Stall">hay filled wooden stall</a> has also been installed into your room, which <<if $sleepLocation == 4>>you sleep in at night<<else>>you don’t currently use<</if>>. <</if>> You also have a <<if $topShelf.length <= 0 && $midShelf.length <= 0 && $botShelf.length <= 0>>empty tall <<if $roomColour ==0>>pale pink<<else>>pastel blue<</if>> set of bookshelves<<else>>tall <<if $roomColour ==0>>pale pink<<else>>pastel blue<</if>> set of bookshelves. The top shelf of which contains; <<if $topShelf.length <= 0>>nothing<</if>>. The middle shelf of which contains;<<if $midShelf.length <= 0>>nothing<<else>><<if $midShelf.indexOf("Model jet kit") != -1>> an unopened model jet kit,<</if>><<if $midShelf.indexOf("Restaurant Alfonsi ‘meatballs’ photo") != -1>> <<if $removePlayerImages>>the infamous ‘meatballs’ photo from Restaurant Alfonsi<<else>><a data-passage="Room Restaurant Photo">the infamous ‘meatballs’ photo from Restaurant Alfonsi</a><</if>>,<</if>><<if $midShelf.indexOf("Mari’s thank you card") != -1>> the thank you card Mari gave you for helping regain her freedom,<</if>><<if $midShelf.indexOf("Seb latex bondage photo") != -1>> <a data-passage="Room Seb's Photo">Seb’s photo from when you modelled in latex for him</a>,<</if>><<if $midShelf.indexOf("Beauty Goo Corp Certificate") != -1>> your Beauty Goop Corp beautician certification certificate,<</if>><<if $midShelf.indexOf("Official Pussy Lickers Cat-Maid Certificate") != -1>> your official Pussy Lickers cat-maid certificate,<</if>><<if $midShelf.indexOf("Nursery jungle trophy") != -1>> a trophy shaped like a diaper topped jungle ruin,<</if>> and a few assorted knick-knacks<</if>>. The bottom shelf of which contains; <<if $botShelf.length <= 0>>nothing<</if>><</if>>. <<if $furniture.indexOf("Wicker picnic hamper") != -1>> The wicker picnic hamper you received on your first date with Villin rests sitting on top of it.<</if>> Other than that, you have a few scattered minor possessions. <<if $furniture.indexOf("Giant teddy bear") != -1>>In the rooms corner sits a <a data-passage="Room Giant Teddy Bear">7 foot tall teddy bear</a>, his giant fluffy frame one of the first things you see as you enter. <</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Neon unicorn painting") != -1>>The wall beside your bed features a <a data-passage="Room Neon Unicorn Painting">hypnotizingly beautiful painting</a>, its image that of a neon unicorn. <</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Sybian") != -1>>Placed out of the way your Sybian rests, charging and ready for use. <</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Purple Adult Potty") != -1>>Your self-cleaning plastic Purple Adult Potty awaits its use here, <<if $diaperLocked && (($incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCountDown <= 3 && $diaperMessLevel > 0) || ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCountDown <= 3 && $diaperWetLevel > 0))>>however, despite needing to use it you currently can’t due to being locked in your diaper<<elseif !$diaperLocked && (($incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCountDown <= 3 && $diaperMessLevel > 0) || ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCountDown <= 3 && $diaperWetLevel > 0))>>which is good as you’re <a data-passage="Room Adult Potty">in need of going to the toilet</a><<else>>however, currently you don’t need to use it<</if>>. <</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Robotic changing table") != -1>>Against one wall, your robotic changing table rests, <a data-passage="Room Robotic Changing Table">ready to change your used diapers</a>. <</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Industrial Milking Frame") != -1 && $lactationPlay>>A bulky metal Industrial Milking Frame also sits up against one wall, tubes running from it into specially placed pipe vents, whilst a maintenance counter says you have $roomMilkerRepairCounter before it need servicing. <<if $lactationLevel == 0>>At the moment though you’re in no need of a milking, so can’t make use of the milker for those purposes<<elseif $lactationLevel > 0 && $roomMilkerRepairCounter <= 0>>You feel like you could use the milker, but to do so it’d need maintenance first<<elseif $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>>Whilst you could use a milking, the fact that you’re locked into a Chastity Bra precludes you from being able to make use of it<<else>>You feel like you’re full enough that <a data-passage="Room Milker">you could use the milker</a><</if>>. <</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Automatic Feed Trough") != -1 && ($petPlay || $lactationPlay)>>Against one wall you also have your heavy-duty metal feed trough, which automtically refills each day, <<if $troughUsedToday>>though is currently empty<<else>>currently <a data-passage="Room Automatic Feed Trough">full and ready to be eaten from</a><</if>>. <</if>><<if $aliceBody>><<if $time == 1>> Having woken up, Alice is now standing on her small pink charge pad, that to anyone looking appears to be more like some sort of stand. <<if $alicePregnantKnown>>Completely nude with her huge pregnancy belly on display<<elseif $time == 7 || $aliceAppearance == 1>>Completely nude with her gravity defying breasts in full view<<else>>Clad in her short sexy schoolgirl outfit<</if>>, with an anime-esque face, her pink synthetic hair tied off into pigtails with a pair of computer cables, she stands there as if she was just some sort of kinky statue. Of course, you could still always <a data-passage="Room Alice Main">chat to her</a> if you wanted.<<elseif $time == 7>> In her preparation for sleep, Alice is sprawling about your room. With an anime-esque face, her pink synthetic hair tied off into pigtails with a pair of computer cables, and her <<if $alicePregnantKnown>>perfectly trim<<else>>obviously pregnant<</if>> body on show, you get the impression that she’s trying to seduce you. Of course, you could still always <a data-passage="Room Alice Main">chat to her</a> if you wanted.<<elseif $aliceJob == 0>> Alice is now lounging around you room with nothing to do. <<if $alicePregnantKnown>>Completely nude with her huge pregnancy belly on display<<elseif $time == 7 || $aliceAppearance == 1>>Completely nude with her gravity defying breasts in full view<<else>>Clad in her short sexy schoolgirl outfit<</if>>, with an anime-esque face, her pink synthetic hair tied off into pigtails with a pair of computer cables, she has a surprisingly lazy expression on her face. Of course, you could still always <a data-passage="Room Alice Main">chat to her</a> if you wanted.<<elseif $aliceJob == 1>> At the moment Alice is wandering around your room, begrudgingly doing some cleaning. <<if $alicePregnantKnown>>Completely nude with her huge pregnancy belly on display<<elseif $time == 7 || $aliceAppearance == 1>>Completely nude with her gravity defying breasts in full view<<else>>Clad in her short sexy schoolgirl outfit<</if>>, with an anime-esque face, her pink synthetic hair tied off into pigtails with a pair of computer cables, she has a sour look on her face as she obviously doesn’t enjoy what she’s doing. Of course, you could still always <a data-passage="Room Alice Main">chat to her</a> if you wanted, it probably wouldn’t impact the low quality of her work.<</if>><</if>><<if $jessRoommate>><<if $time == 1>> After having just woken up, Jess is constantly yawning as she stumbles around. Her short brunette hair in a mess, you get the impression it’s going to take a moment or two for her to wake up properly. Though, you don’t think her tiredness would stop you from being able to <a data-passage="Room Jess Roommate Main">talk with her</a> if you were interested.<<elseif $time == 7>> Preparing for bed, Jess <<if $jessPregnantKnown>>remains in her loose maternity dress<<else>>has gotten naked<</if>> and is generally just relaxing to wind down from the day. Her short brunette hair fully brushed and her perky breasts on show as she takes a seat and reads a magazine, you get the impression she’s happy. However, you don’t think she’d mind if you interrupted her to <a data-passage="Room Jess Roommate Main">talk with her</a> if you were interested.<<elseif $jessJob == 0>> Currently unoccupied, Jess is just milling around, unsure of what to do. Her short brunette hair shining nicely as she takes a seat and reads a magazine, you get the impression she’s happy. However, you don’t think she’d mind if you interrupted her to <a data-passage="Room Jess Roommate Main">talk with her</a> if you were interested.<<elseif $jessJob == 1>> Busy at work cleaning, Jess is diligently moving around your apartment with a tray of cleaning supplies, at the moment dusting and spraying things. Her short brunette hair shining nicely as she goes about her task, you get the impression she’s happy. However, you don’t think she’d mind if you interrupted her to <a data-passage="Room Jess Roommate Main">talk with her</a> if you were interested.<<elseif $jessJob == 5>> Strapped into your milking machine, Jess is locked in place whilst her breasts are <a data-passage="Room Watch Jess Milked">steadily pumped for their creamy contents</a>. Her short brunette hair tousled and a sheen of sweat on her brow, you get the impression she’s incredibly aroused yet exhausted. However, you don’t think she’d mind if you interrupted her and gave her a break to <a data-passage="Room Jess Roommate Main">talk with her</a> if you were interested.<</if>><</if>><<if $jessSlave>><<if $time == 1>> After having just woken up, your slave Jess is constantly yawning as she stumbles around. Doing her best to get her short brunette hair brushed, you get the impression it’s going to take a moment or two for her to wake up properly. Though, you don’t think her tiredness would stop you from being able to <a data-passage="Room Jess Slave Main">talk your slave</a> if you were interested.<<elseif $time == 7>> Preparing for bed, your slave Jess <<if $jessPregnantKnown>>remains in her loose maternity dress<<else>>has gotten naked<</if>> and is trying to relax. Her short brunette hair fully brushed and her perky breasts on show as she lies about, occasionally taking short magazine breaks, you get the impression she’s happy. However, that shouldn’t prevent you from interrupting her if you wanted to <a data-passage="Room Jess Slave Main">talk with your slave</a>.<<elseif $jessJob == 0>> Currently unoccupied, your slave Jess is just milling around, unsure of what to do. Her short brunette hair shining nicely as she takes a seat and reads a magazine, you get the impression she’s happy. However, that shouldn’t prevent you from interrupting her if you wanted to <a data-passage="Room Jess Slave Main">talk with your slave</a>.<<elseif $jessJob == 1>> Busy at work cleaning, your slave Jess is diligently moving around your apartment with a tray of cleaning supplies, at the moment dusting and spraying things. Her short brunette hair shining nicely as she goes about her task, you get the impression she’s happy. However, that shouldn’t prevent you from interrupting her if you wanted to <a data-passage="Room Jess Slave Main">talk with your slave</a>.<<elseif $jessJob == 5>> Strapped into your milking machine, Jess is locked in place whilst her breasts are <a data-passage="Room Watch Jess Milked">steadily pumped for their creamy contents</a>. Her short brunette hair tousled and a sheen of sweat on her brow, you get the impression she’s incredibly aroused yet exhausted. However, that shouldn’t prevent you from interrupting her and giving her a break if you wanted to <a data-passage="Room Jess Slave Main">talk with your slave</a>.<</if>><</if>> The tablet on your desk shows a black background with a faint yellow smiley face faded into the background. <<if $furniture.indexOf("Bouquet of roses") != -1>>A vase of roses, given to you by Agent Davis, sits upon your desk making the room smell of fresh flowers. <</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Creative Uplink Media Box") != -1>>Upon your desk also sits your C.U.M Box, which gives you access to a wide variety of media <a data-passage="Television Main">to watch on your tablet</a>. <</if>><<if $felicityInterceptOne || $felicityInterceptTwo || $felicityInterceptThree || $felicityInterceptFour || $felicityInterceptFive>>This is also where you store all of your top-secret files just in case <a data-passage="Room Secret File Selection">you want to read them again</a>. <</if>> [[Use tablet to plan your day|Use Tablet]] [[Open wardrobe|Wardrobe & Makeup]] <a data-passage="Food Drink Storage">Check food and drink storage cupboard</a> <a data-passage="Room Management Menu">Manage your dormitory</a> <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to masturbate at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>><a data-passage="Masturbate">Masturbate</a><</if>><<if $time < 7>> <a data-passage="Room Wait Main">Wait in your room</a><<if $forcedTraining && $trainingCounter == 0 && $time >= 5>> - you haven’t undergone training today and may get in trouble for this<</if>><</if>> <<if $time <7>>Too early to sleep<<else>><a data-passage="Pre Sleep">Sleep</a><</if>> <<if !$jessFirstQuestStarted && $day >= 4>><<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Dorm Hub Jess Quest First Encounter">Leave your bedroom</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Dorm Hub Jess Quest First Encounter"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonLeaveDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonLeaveLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonLeaveDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>><<else>><<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Dorm Hub">Leave your bedroom</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Dorm Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonLeaveDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonLeaveLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonLeaveDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>><</if>>

<<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2 || (($startNumber == 5|| $startNumber == 6) && $femininity >= 0)>>"Yay! Clothes, so you chose the $currentClothing! Yay! We get to try on clothes", cheers Tilly leaping up and down whilst flinging her hands in the air. Before you can even think of a response Tilly is bent over checking the lowest shelves for your new clothes. One effect of this is that Tilly's plump bubble butt sticks high in the air leaving nothing to the imagination under the thin pink latex dress. Even worse, around the spot in the back, that would align with Tilly's pussy and butt hole, the dress parts in an obvious hole, padded around the edge. "Why would anyone need a dress that gives anyone free access to their pleasure spots", you wonder as you stare openly at Tilly's hypnotising ass. <<if $currentClothing=="Long Blue Dress" >><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/LongBlueDress.png]]</div><<elseif $currentClothing=="Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt">><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedStrappyTopBlackMiniskirt.png]]</div><<elseif $currentClothing=="Green Floral Summer Dress">><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GreenSummerDress.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkHoodieAndYogaPants.png]]</div><</if>> "Got it", Tilly giggles pulling out the $currentClothing. Seeing something to finally dress yourself with you quickly grab and put on the $currentClothing <<addToWardrobe $currentClothing>>. <<if $currentClothing=="Long Blue Dress" >>"It's pretty and girly but is it a little too long, how're you going to play in that?"<<elseif $currentClothing=="Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt">>"That's really pretty, we should totally go dancing later after you settle in. If only it was pink aswell"<<elseif $currentClothing=="Green Floral Summer Dress">>"OOOoh, that's super cute and girly, plus I bet you could easily hike it up to play, I love your choice. If only it was pink!<<else>>"Okay, like its pink which is cute and on the bright side those yoga pants are tight and really show off your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>>. But you're going to get really tired pulling them up and down all the time, maybe later we can cut a fuck hole in them"<</if>>, Tilly contributes.<<else>>"Yay! Clothes, so you chose the $currentUnderwear! Yay! We get to try on clothes … underwear-y clothes", cheers Tilly leaping up and down whilst flinging her hands in the air. Before you can even think of a response Tilly is bent over checking the lowest shelves for your new clothes. One effect of this is that Tilly's plump bubble butt sticks high in the air leaving nothing to the imagination under the thin pink latex dress. Even worse, around the spot in the back, that would align with Tilly's pussy and butt hole, the dress parts in an obvious hole, padded around the edge. "Why would anyone need a dress that gives anyone free access to their pleasure spots", you wonder as you stare openly at Tilly's hypnotising ass. Still you can’t help but exclaim out loud frustratedly, "How come all my choices for clothing were just underwear?!". Giggling distractedly, still rummaging about, the ditzy blonde shouts her response over her shoulder to you. "Well duh! Underwear is super sexy, even if boy underwear is pretty gross. Guys are used to going around all buff and topless, so, like, you now you get to strut your stuff in your undies!", her rambling thoughts probably all you’re ever going to get as way of explanation for this baffling choice, you sigh and let the topic rest. <<if $currentUnderwear=="Black Boxer Shorts" >><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackBoxerShorts.png]]</div><<elseif $currentUnderwear=="Red Boxer Shorts">><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedBoxerShorts.png]]</div><<elseif $currentUnderwear=="White Briefs">><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteBriefs.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueBriefs.png]]</div><</if>> "Got it", Tilly giggles pulling out the $currentUnderwear. Seeing something to finally dress yourself with, however small it may be, you quickly grab and put on the $currentUnderwear <<addToUnderwear $currentUnderwear>>. <<if $currentUnderwear=="Black Boxer Shorts" || $currentUnderwear=="Red Boxer Shorts">>"Hot and breezy! Boy underwear is, like, still way less sexy than girly options. But, if you’re going to wear guy undies, then something breezy that <<if $penis>>you can hang your shlong out of<<else>>that makes pussy access easy<</if>> is still pretty good"<<else>>"Hmph! Boy panties are way less cute than girly ones! Like, they’re so tight they get in the way, and they are super unsexy. Tilly will remember this decision!"<</if>>, Tilly contributes.<</if>> "Also I like almost forgot. Now I get to tell you all about <<if $pronoun == 1>>Good Girl Points<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Good Guy Points<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Good Guest Points<<elseif !$vagina>>Good Guy Points<<else>>Good Girl Points<</if>>. They're like a currency inside The Repurposing Center for all of us who live here. Good Girl Points for the girls, Good Guy Points for the boys, and Good Guest Points for people who don’t really fit into those choices. Whenever we do nice fun stuff, they give us some, and if we do stuff they don't like they can take them away. Plus, they'll take some of them away every day, like rent, and like if you have a bigger room or stuff like that they'll take more. But they're also really good because you can spend them on fun things, and pretty things, and things that'll make you pretty and all sorts of awesome stuff. Just make sure to have enough to pay your rent or they'll take you straight to the auctions, plus they'll probably tell everyone you're no fun and were lazy", lectures Tilly as she slowly works her way through what you feel might be a rehearsed speech. "But also what's so much better than that is we get to work out how much of a <<if $pronoun == 1>>good girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>good guy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>good guest<<elseif !$vagina>>good guy<<else>>good girl<</if>> you've been so far", giggles Tilly<<if $backgroundNumber == 1>>, adding with confused surprise, "Ooo, they also have a note that they’ve liq…liqwe..licky-dated your trust fund, like, whatever that means. They’ve given you a super large amount of points for it though, which is hugely cool"<</if>>. <hr> G.G.P. Earnings Report - Induction <<if $holderInt == 1>> Received full treatment r: G.G.P + 300<<set $ggp+=300>> <<elseif $holderInt == 2>> Received lesser treatment: G.G.P + 100<<set $ggp+=100>> <<else>>Received standard treatment: G.G.P + 300<<set $ggp+=300>><</if>><<if $booster>> Received booster treatment: G.G.P + 200<<set $ggp+=200>> <<else>> Didn't receive booster treatment: G.G.P + 0 <</if>><<if $timesMasturbated >=1>> Provided masturbatory show to monitors: G.G.P + 100<<set $ggp+=100>> <<else>> Failed to provide masturbatory show to monitors: G.G.P + 0 <</if>><<if $resisted == false>> Didn't resist administering of treatment: G.G.P + 50<<set $ggp+=50>> <<else>> Resisted administering of treatment: G.G.P - 50<<set $ggp-=50>> <</if>><<if $timesVaginallyFucked >=1>> Provided agent sexual relief: G.G.P + 200<<set $ggp+=200>> <</if>><<if $volunteered>> Volunteered for the program: G.G.P + 1000<<set $ggp+=1000>> <</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1>> Liquidation of trust fund: G.G.P + 5000<<set $ggp+=5000>> <</if>> Overall G.G.P = $ggp <hr> "So that's how good you've been doing, <<if $ggp >=500>>good job, we're almost like <<if $femininity >= 0>>sisters<<else>>twins<</if>> in slutting. We could get naked and rub our <<if $breastSize > 0>>boobs<<else>>chests<</if>> together later, up to you. That'd be super fun<<elseif $ggp <= 300>>like this totally isn't good, how are we gonna be slutty <<if $femininity >= 0>>sisters<<else>>twins<</if>> together when you don't have any fun and act mean to everyone. Maybe me and some of the other girls will have to figure something out for you<<else>> I mean it's not bad and at least you've not been causing too much trouble. Still I bet together partying with me and the girls you'd be doing so much better. Maybe we'd find some guys and have a race over who could suck all the cock first<</if>>", Tilly summarises as she concentrates hard on understanding the small chart you just read. You turn to leave, thinking you're done at this stop in processing but you feel Tilly's hand reach over to touch your shoulder, "I was wondering whether you'd like to make a few more G.G.P <<if $ggp <=300>>you probably need it<</if>>. All you'd have to do is lick my hot little pussy. The admins find it really hot when we play and always give out lots of G.G.P. So, what you think?", she says seductively giving you a wink as you think it over. Do you: [[Continue on?|Introduction To Cell 1]]<<if $sexualPreference !=2>> [[Play with Tilly?|Lick Tilly Introduction][$ggp +=200; $tillyRelationship +=5; $timesPussyLicked +=1]]<<else>><</if>>

<<set $submission = 0 >> <<set $femininity = 0>> <<set $ggp = 0>> <<set $time = 0>> <<set $day = 0>> <<set $intendedLocation = 'Start Page'>> <<set $upkeep = 0>> <<set $actionLimit = 1>> <<set $actionAmountCurrent = 0>> <<set $numberOfComplaints = 0>> /* sexual preference 0 = bi, 1 = female, 2 = male, 3 = no-choice */ <<set $sexualPreference = 0>> /* 0-11, 12 means not yet checked */ <<set $seasonalEvents = false>> <<set $removeSeasonal = false>> <<set $mobileView = false>> <<set $removePlayerImages = false>> <<set $startUpkeep = 0>> <<set $increasingUpkeep = false>> <<set $highIncreasingUpkeep = false>> <<set $fasterIncreasingUpkeep = false>> <<set $noNonSexualJobs = false>> <<set $randomJobSelection = false>> <<set $randomJobHolder = []>> <<set $harderMasculinityCosts = false>> <<set $harderFemininityCosts = false>> <<set $workLimit = 3>> <<set $trainingLimit = 3>> <<set $workCounter = 0>> <<set $trainingCounter = 0>> <<set $forcedTraining = false>> <<set $disableDailyBuildChanges = false>> <<set $removeViolenceOption = false>> <<set $showPlayerAvatar = true>> <<set $playerImageDisplayOption = 0>> /* Fem – Mas Focus; 0 = Fem, 1 = None, 2 = Masc */ <<set $femMascFocus = 1>> /* pronoun 0 = none, 1 = feminine, 2 = masculine, 3 = gender neutral */ <<set $pronoun = 0>> <<set $age = 22>> <<set $startAge = 22>> <<set $roomLevel = 0>> /* type 0 = pink, type 1 = blue */ <<set $bedType = 0>> <<set $wardrobeType = 0>> <<set $roomColour = 0>> <<set $sleepLocation = 0>> <<initWardrobe>> <<set $currentClothing = "T-Shirt and Pants">> <<set $activeWardrobe = []>> <<set $storedWardrobe = []>> <<initUnderwear>> <<set $currentUnderwear = "Grey Boxershorts">> <<set $activeUnderwear = []>> <<set $storedUnderwear = []>> <<initInventory>> <<initShelf>> <<initFurniture>> <<set $nightClothing = "Naked">> <<set $nightUnderwear = "Naked">> <<set $holderClothing = " ">> <<set $holderUnderwear = " ">> <<set $currentNeckwear = "None">> <<set $neckwear = []>> <<set $chastity = []>> <<set $neckwearLocked = false>> <<set $neckwearLockedBy = 0>> <<set $chastityLockedBy = 0>> <<set $currentChastity = "None">> <<set $chastityLocked = false>> <<set $chastityLevel = 0>> <<set $chastityBreasts = false>> <<set $chastityBreastsLocked = false>> <<set $currentHairAccessory = "None">> <<set $hairAccessories = []>> <<set $buttplug = []>> <<set $currentButtplug = "None">> <<set $outfitStyle = 0>> <<set $overallStyle = 0>> <<set $firstFavouriteOutfit = "Naked">> <<set $firstFavouriteUnderwear = "Naked">> <<set $firstFavouriteNeckwear = "None">> <<set $firstFavouriteHairAccessory = "None">> <<set $secondFavouriteOutfit = "Naked">> <<set $secondFavouriteUnderwear = "Naked">> <<set $secondFavouriteNeckwear = "None">> <<set $secondFavouriteHairAccessory = "None">> <<set $thirdFavouriteOutfit = "Naked">> <<set $thirdFavouriteUnderwear = "Naked">> <<set $thirdFavouriteNeckwear = "None">> <<set $thirdFavouriteHairAccessory = "None">> <<set $piercedLowerEar = false>> <<set $piercedUpperEar = false>> <<set $piercedUpperEarBar = false>> <<set $piercedBelly = false>> <<set $piercedNipple = false>> <<set $piercedClit = false>> <<set $piercedSeptum = false>> <<set $piercedNostril = false>> <<set $piercedTongue = false>> <<set $currentLowerEarPierce = "Empty">> <<set $currentUpperEarPierce = "Empty">> <<set $currentUpperEarBarPierce = "Empty">> <<set $currentBellyPierce = "Empty">> <<set $currentNipplePierce = "Empty">> <<set $currentClitPierce = "Empty">> <<set $currentSeptumPierce = "Empty">> <<set $currentNostrilPierce = "Empty">> <<set $currentTonguePierce = "Empty">> <<set $lowerEarPierceCollection = []>> <<set $upperEarPierceCollection = []>> <<set $upperEarBarPierceCollection = []>> <<set $bellyPierceCollection = []>> <<set $nipplePierceCollection = []>> <<set $clitPierceCollection = []>> <<set $septumPierceCollection = []>> <<set $nostrilPierceCollection = []>> <<set $tonguePierceCollection = []>> <<set $lowerEarPierceLocked = false>> <<set $upperEarPierceLocked = false>> <<set $upperEarBarPierceLocked = false>> <<set $bellyPierceLocked = false>> <<set $nipplePierceLocked = false>> <<set $clitPierceLocked = false>> <<set $septumPierceLocked = false>> <<set $nostrilPierceLocked = false>> <<set $tonguePierceLocked = false>> /* includes all the apparel details */ <<include [[Apparel Setup]]>> <<include [[Accessories Setup]]>> <<include [[Piercings And Tattoos Setup]]>> <<set $firstName = "Name">> <<set $secondName = "Unknown">> <<set $penis = true>> <<set $vagina = false>> <<set $balls = true>> <<set $ballSize = 3>> /* hairLength is 0 to 15, bald to touching the floor */ <<set $hairLength = 1>> <<set $hairColour = "visible">> <<set $hairStyle = 0>> <<set $hairType = 0>> <<set $hairCountDown = 7>> <<set $fringe = false>> <<set $hairRibbons = false>> <<set $hairBeads = false>> <<set $hairBows = false>> <<set $hairClips = false>> <<set $hairAdditionColour = "None">> <<set $hairFreeze = false>> <<set $hairRapid = false>> <<set $hairIgnore = 0>> <<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>> <<set $plannedHairStyle = 0>> <<set $hairComb = false>> <<set $plannedHairAccessory = "None">> <<set $plannedHairRibbons = false>> <<set $plannedHairBeads = false>> <<set $plannedHairBows = false>> <<set $plannedHairClips = false>> /* Eye stuff (By Prince Draco) */ /* eyes.type 0 = normal, eyes.type 1 = feline, eyes.type 2 = anguine, eyes.type 3 = hircine, eyes.type 4 = solid color, eyes.type 5 = compound */ <<set $eyes = {colour: "vaguely-coloured", type: 0, sparkle: false, glow: false, eyeshine: false}>> /* Depricated Eye Stuff, left in for compatibility */ <<set $eyeColour = "vaguely">> /* End Eye Stuff.*/ /* Nail stuff (By Prince Draco) */ <<set $fingerNails = {colour: "unpainted", type: 0, sparkle: false, glow: false}>> <<set $toeNails = {colour: "unpainted", type: 0, sparkle: false, glow: false}>> /* lip size is 0 to 3, normal to O-shaped - 4 is face vagina */ <<set $lipSize = 0>> /* ears 0 = normal, ears 1 = cat, ears 2 = dog, ears 3 = bunny, ears 4 = robot, ears 5 = cow, ears 6 = fox, ears 7 = wolf, ears 8 = dragon, ears 9 = horse, ears 10 = cabbit, ears 11 = snow fox */ <<set $ears = 0>> /* tail 0 = normal, tail 1 = cat, tail 2 = dog, tail 3 = bunny, tail 4 = cow, tail 5 = fox, tail 6 = wolf, tail 7 = dragon. tail 8 = demon, tail 9 = horse, tail 10 = cabbit, tail 11 = double snow fox */ <<set $tail = 0>> /* horn 0 = none, horn 1 = cow, horn 2 = minotaur, horn 3 = single dragon, horn 4 = double dragon, horn 5 = demon */ <<set $hornType = 0>> /* wing 0 = none, wing 1 = dragon, wing 2 = demon, wing 3 = angel*/ <<set $wingType = 0>> /* unused, may use in weight-gain and pregnancy */ <<set $stomachType = 0>> <<set $udder = false>> <<set $marsupialPouch = false>> <<set $height = 70>> <<set $weight = 40>> <<set $muscles = 40>> <<set $skinTone = "unknown">> /* skinType 0 = normal, skinType 1 = short fur, skinType 2 = long fur, skinType 3 = metal, skinType 4 = plastic, skinType 5 = reptilian scales */ <<set $skinType = 0>> /* altColour determines fur or alternate skin type colour */ <<set $altColour = "none">> /* breastSize is 0 to 17, no breasts to L-Cup */ <<set $breastSize = 0>> /* nippleSize is 0 to 3, normal to udder-like */ <<set $nippleSize = 0>> /* ass size is 0 to 5, flat to immense */ <<set $assSize = 0>> /* thigh size is 0 to 3, normal to huge */ <<set $thighSize = 0>> /* penis size is 0 to 4, tiny to huge (2 is normal) */ <<set $penisSize = 0>> /* hip size is 0 to 5, practically non-existent to extremely wide and inviting */ <<set $hipSize = 2>> /* shoulder width is 0 to 5, sleek extremely feminine to hulking extremely masculine */ <<set $shoulderWidth = 2>> /* freckles 0 to 3 */ <<set $faceFreckles = 0>> <<set $bodyFreckles = 0>> /* Makeup Stuff */ <<set $makeupSupplies = 0>> <<set $makeupStyle = 0>> <<set $makeupState = 0>> <<set $makeupCost = 0>> <<set $makeupTempCost = 0>> <<set $makeupBox = []>> <<set $lipMakeup = {currentColour: "none", presetColour: "none", holderColour: "none", currentStyle: 0, presetStyle: 0, holderStyle: 0, currentGlitter: false, presetGlitter: false, holderGlitter: false, currentLiner: false, presetLiner: false, holderLiner: false}>> <<set $eyeMakeup = {currentEyeshadowColour: "none", presetEyeshadowColour: "none", holderEyeshadowColour: "none", currentEyeshadowStyle: 0, presetEyeshadowStyle: 0, holderEyeshadowStyle: 0, currentEyelinerColour: "none", presetEyelinerColour: "none", holderEyelinerColour: "none", currentEyelinerStyle: 0, presetEyelinerStyle: 0, holderEyelinerStyle: 0, currentGlitter: false, presetGlitter: false, holderGlitter: false}>> <<set $lashMakeup = {currentMascaraStyle: 0, presetMascaraStyle: 0, holderMascaraStyle: 0, currentFakeLashStyle: 0, presetFakeLashStyle: 0, holderFakeLashStyle: 0}>> <<set $cheekMakeup = {currentBlushColour: "none", presetBlushColour: "none", holderBlushColour: "none", currentBlushStyle: 0, presetBlushStyle: 0, holderBlushStyle: 0, currentGlitter: false, presetGlitter: false, holderGlitter: false, currentHighlighter: false, presetHighlighter: false, holderHighlighter: false}>> <<set $generalMakeup = {currentFullFace: 0, presetFullFace: 0, holderFullFace: 0, currentFullBody: 0, presetFullBody: 0, holderFullBody: 0, currentGlitter: false, presetGlitter: false, holderGlitter: false, currentScent: 0, presetScent: 0, holderScent: 0, currentBreath: 0, presetBreath: 0, holderBreath: 0}>> <<set $bodyCum = false>> <<set $bodyUrine = false>> <<set $hairCum = false>> <<set $hairUrine = false>> <<set $clothingCum = false>> <<set $clothingCumCountDown = 0>> <<set $clothingUrine = false>> <<set $clothingUrineCountDown = 0>> <<set $underwearCum = false>> <<set $underwearCumCountDown = 0>> <<set $underwearUrine = false>> <<set $underwearUrineCountDown = 0>> <<set $sweat = false>> <<set $sweatLevel = 0>> <<set $dailyShower = false>> <<set $dailyClothingWash = false>> <<set $dailyToothBrush = false>> <<set $holderClothingCum = false>> <<set $holderClothingUrine = false>> <<set $holderUnderwearCum = false>> <<set $holderUnderwearUrine = false>> <<set $oralSexSkill = 0>> <<set $exhibitionismSkill = 0>> <<set $diaperSkill = 0>> <<set $bimboSkill = 0>> <<set $analSexSkill = 0>> <<set $vaginalSexSkill = 0>> <<set $penisSexSkill = 0>> <<set $lactationSkill = 0>> <<set $makeupSkill = 0>> <<set $pregnancySkill = 0>> <<set $pickPocketingTrait = false>> <<set $hypnoBearTrait = false>> <<set $experimentalEnergyBooster = false>> <<set $experimentalWeightRegulator = false>> <<set $experimentalMuscleRegulator = false>> <<set $timesMasturbated = 0>> <<set $timesVaginallyFucked = 0>> <<set $timesAnallyFucked = 0>> <<set $timesHandJob = 0>> <<set $timesGroupSex = 0>> <<set $timesSuckedDick = 0>> <<set $timesYourDickSucked = 0>> <<set $timesPussyLicked = 0>> <<set $timesYourPussyLicked = 0>> <<set $timesLesbianSex = 0>> <<set $timesFuckedPussy = 0>> <<set $timesFuckedAss = 0>> <<set $waterSportsPlay = false>> <<set $abdlPlay = false>> <<set $diaperWettingPlay = false>> <<set $diaperMessingPlay = false>> <<set $bimboPlay = false>> <<set $nonConPlay = false>> <<set $lactationPlay = false>> <<set $involTFPlay = false>> <<set $hermPlay = false>> <<set $cumPlay = false>> <<set $petPlay = false>> <<set $nonHumanPlay = false>> <<set $pregnancyPlay = false>> <<set $chastityPlay = false>> <<set $piercingsAndTattoosPlay = false>> <<set $sissyPlay = false>> /* Sex Toys */ <<set $sexToys = []>> <<set $strapOnOwned = false>> <<set $currentStrapOnDildo = "None">> /* Relationships */ <<set $jessRelationship = 0>> <<set $jessFirstQuestStarted = false>> <<set $jessFirstQuestComplete = false>> <<set $jessFirstQuestEnding = false>> <<set $jessFirstQuestBlackmail = false>> <<set $jessFirstQuestSexCounter = 0>> <<set $jessFirstQuestPaymentLeft = 10000>> <<set $jessFirstQuestPayCount = 0>> <<set $jessFirstQuestFavourPerson = 0>> <<set $jessFirstQuestSabotage = false>> <<set $jessFirstQuestDaysLeft = 14>> <<set $jessFirstQuestGaryRemoved = 0>> /* 1 = Seb Drugs, 2 = Radcliff Research, 3 = Felicity Files */ <<set $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem = 0>> <<set $jessSlave = false>> <<set $jessRoommate = false>> <<set $jessAppearance = 0>> <<set $jessJob = 0>> <<set $jessSleepLocation = 0>> <<set $jessLactating = false>> <<set $jessSexCount = 0>> <<set $jessIncome = 0>> <<set $jessTaskCounter = 0>> <<set $jessCurrentTask = 0>> <<set $davisRelationship = 0>> /*attitude 0 = normal, attitude 1 = romantic, attitude 2 = degrading */ <<set $davisAttitude = 0>> <<set $davisDating = false>> <<set $davisLove = false>> <<set $radcliffRelationship = 0>> <<set $radcliffDating = false>> <<set $radcliffLove = false>> <<set $tillyRelationship = 0>> <<set $tillyDating = false>> <<set $tillyLove = false>> <<set $ashleyRelationship = 0>> <<set $metSarah = false>> <<set $sarahRelationship = 0>> <<set $mistressSarahSubStart = false>> <<set $mistressSarahSubVisited = false>> <<set $mistressSarahSub = false>> <<set $mistressSarahSubFail = false>> <<set $mistressSarahCountDown = 0>> <<set $mistressSarahSubScore = 0>> <<set $metQwick = false>> <<set $aliceRelationship = 0>> <<set $aliceQuestStarted = false>> <<set $aliceQuestComplete = false>> <<set $aliceBody = false>> <<set $aliceSexCount = 0>> <<set $aliceIncome = 0>> <<set $aliceJob = 0>> <<set $aliceSleepLocation = 0>> <<set $aliceTaskCounter = 0>> <<set $aliceCurrentTask = 0>> /* 0 = normal, 1 = naked */ <<set $aliceAppearance = 0>> <<set $metMalus = false>> <<set $diaperRacingBeatMalus = false>> /* to remove */ <<set $malusGameRound = 0>> <<set $malusGameToday = false>> <<set $malusGamePlayerDrink = 0>> <<set $malusGamePlayerFood = 0>> <<set $malusGameMalusDrink = 0>> <<set $malusGameMalusFood = 0>> <<set $malusGameMalusMess = 0>> <<set $malusGameMalusWet = 0>> <<set $malusGameMalusAnger = 0>> <<set $malusGameJob = false>> <<set $metMildred = false>> <<set $agnesRelationship = 0>> <<set $papaRelationship = 0>> <<set $hannahRelationship = 0>> <<set $hannahDating = false>> <<set $hannahLove = false>> <<set $hannahPlayerDiapered = false>> /* mood 0 = unhappy, mood 1 = neutral, mood 2 = happy */ <<set $hannahMood = 1>> <<set $hannahNursery = false>> <<set $hannahDiaperChecks = 0>> <<set $hannahDecision = 0>> <<set $hannahComplaint = false>> <<set $hannahPlayerNursery = false>> <<set $hannahJobFirst = false>> <<set $villinRelationship = 0>> <<set $villinDating = false>> <<set $villinLove = false>> <<set $villinPregnant = false>> <<set $villinChildren = 0>> <<set $villinCollared = false>> <<set $villinABDL = false>> <<set $metMari = false>> <<set $mariTraining = 3>> <<set $mariFriendship = 0>> <<set $mariABDL = false>> <<set $mariQuestStarted = false>> <<set $mariQuestComplete = false>> <<set $mariQuestCaught = false>> <<set $mariRemoved = false>> /* Ending 1 = Paid Tony, Ending 2 = Stole Tony, Ending 3 = Paid Lianne, Ending 4 = Compromise Lianne, Ending 5 = Betray */ <<set $mariEnding = 0>> <<set $metVincent = false>> <<set $metBeck = false>> <<set $metCathlayn = false>> <<set $metBridget = false>> <<set $metAllie = false>> <<set $allieRelationship = 0>> <<set $allieDiscount = false>> <<set $allieFirstQuestStarted = false>> <<set $allieFirstQuestState = 0>> <<set $allieFirstQuestComplete = false>> <<set $allieSecondQuestStarted = false>> <<set $allieSecondQuestState = 0>> <<set $allieSecondQuestComplete = false>> <<set $metKristen = false>> <<set $kristenTransformLevel = 0>> <<set $kristenQuestStarted = false>> <<set $kristenQuestFinished = false>> <<set $kristenQuestState = 0>> /* Ending 1 = Little, Ending 2 = Still Carer */ <<set $kristenQuestEnding = 0>> <<set $metFelicity = false>> <<set $felicityRelationship = 0>> <<set $felicityMoneyGiven = 0>> <<set $felicityMoneySpent = 0>> <<set $felicityTail = false>> <<set $felicityEars = false>> <<set $felicityBreastSize = 0>> <<set $felicityAssSize = 0>> <<set $felicityPheromones = false>> <<set $felicityFemininity = 0>> <<set $felicityLactation = false>> <<set $felicityHipSize = 0>> <<set $felicityThighSize = 0>> <<set $felicityFirstQuestStart = false>> <<set $felicityFirstQuestComplete = false>> <<set $felicitySecondQuestStart = false>> <<set $felicitySecondQuestComplete = false>> <<set $felicityThirdQuestStart = false>> <<set $felicityThirdQuestComplete = false>> <<set $felicityInterceptOne = false>> <<set $felicityInterceptTwo = false>> <<set $felicityInterceptThree = false>> <<set $felicityInterceptFour = false>> <<set $felicityInterceptFive = false>> <<set $metRiley = false>> <<set $sebQuestStarted = false>> <<set $sebQuestFinished = false>> <<set $sebQuestEnding = 0>> <<set $metChessMan = false>> <<set $chessCountDown = 5>> <<set $chessTrait = false>> <<set $chessManWins = 0>> <<set $chessManLosses = 0>> <<set $metAurora = false>> <<set $metAsami = false>> <<set $metDarius = false>> <<set $metSherwin = false>> <<set $metRachel = false>> <<set $metFoxRachel = false>> <<set $rachelModsUnlock = false>> <<set $metMonica = false>> <<set $exhibJob = false>> <<set $exhibJobCountDown = 0>> /* pref 1 = all, 2 = male, 3 = female */ <<set $exhibJobPref = 1>> <<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>> <<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>> <<set $diaperMessCountDown = 0>> <<set $diaperWetCountDown = 0>> <<set $diaperLocked = false>> <<set $diaperPunishmentLevel = 0>> <<set $nightDiaperChecked = false>> <<set $pottyTrainingSkill = 0>> /* Defunct variables start */ <<set $pottyTrainingLevel = 0>> <<set $pottyTrainingScore = 0>> /* Defunct variables end */ <<set $fullyPottyTrained = false>> <<set $diaperWetPoints = 0>> <<set $diaperMessPoints = 0>> <<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>> <<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>> <<set $forcedDiaperAccidents = false>> <<set $diaperSkillMax = 0>> <<set $abdlTrainer = false>> <<set $abdlTrainerTask = 0>> <<set $abdlTrainerPunishment = 0>> <<set $abdlTrainerTaskComplete = false>> <<set $abdlTrainerVisited = false>> <<set $abdlTrainerFirstVisit = false>> <<set $abdlTrainerSwap = false>> <<set $abdlTrainerBedAccident = false>> <<set $abdlTrainerVisits = 0>> <<set $abdlTrainerForce = false>> <<set $abdlTrainerStage2 = false>> <<set $abdlTrainerStage3 = false>> <<set $abdlTrainerStage4 = false>> /* 1 = Aunt Mildred, 2 = Unknown */ <<set $abdlTrainerTrainerChoice = 0>> <<set $petPlayTrainer = false>> <<set $petPlayTrainerFirstVisit = false>> <<set $petPlayTrainerVisited = false>> <<set $petPlayTrainerVisits = 0>> <<set $petPlayTrainerType = 0>> <<set $petPlayTrainerChoice = false>> <<set $petPlayTrainerTask = 0>> <<set $petPlayTrainerTaskComplete = false>> <<set $petPlayTrainerPunishment = 0>> <<set $petPlayTrainerStage2 = false>> <<set $petPlayTrainerStage3 = false>> <<set $petPlayTrainerStage4 = false>> <<set $femTrainer = false>> <<set $femTrainerFirstVisit = false>> <<set $femTrainerVisited = false>> <<set $femTrainerVisits = 0>> <<set $bimboJobExib = false>> <<set $dairyCompWins = 0>> <<set $dairyCompLosses = 0>> <<set $catMaid = false>> <<set $catMaidPoints = 0>> <<set $catMaidRankingVisits = 0>> <<set $catMaidCountDown = -1>> <<set $catMaidRanking = []>> <<set $catMaidRank = 0>> <<set $catMaidLevel = 0>> <<set $catMaidRankingOrdered = []>> <<set $catMaidWeekVisits = 0>> <<set $catMaidRelationship = 0>> <<set $catMaidRanked = false>> <<set $submissionTrainingVisits = 0>> <<set $submissionTrainingTrait = false>> /* Katie, Daisy and Billy outcomes - true means helped, false means ignored */ <<set $nurseryJungleKD = false>> <<set $nurseryJungleBilly = false>> <<set $nurseryJungleLost = false>> <<set $nurseryJungleComplete = false>> <<set $firstMomsterStart = false>> <<set $firstMomsterFailed = false>> <<set $firstMomsterRound = 0>> <<set $firstMomsterComplete = false>> <<set $firstMomsterMittens = false>> <<set $firstMomsterKey = false>> <<set $firstMomsterChair = false>> <<set $firstMomsterBib = false>> <<set $firstMomsterDoor = false>> <<set $firstMomsterGag = false>> <<set $firstMomsterPresent = false>> <<set $firstMomsterStool = false>> <<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 0>> <<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 0>> <<set $alfonsiQuestGiven = false>> <<set $alfonsiQuestComplete = false>> <<set $maidStoreNormalFirst = false>> <<set $maidStoreAllieFirst = false>> <<set $alicePrincessPurchases = 0>> <<set $alicePrincessABDL = false>> <<set $diaperRacingRound = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingToday = false>> <<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingJob = false>> <<set $diaperRacingWins = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingLosses = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingOpponentMax = 0>> <<set $metCindy = false>> <<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingRank = -1>> <<set $diaperRacingPoints = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingLeader = false>> <<set $diaperRacingOpponentCheats = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingAuroraRandom = []>> <<set $diaperRacingDaisyTeaParty = false>> <<set $diaperRacingShawnPenalty = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingAllieCumParty = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingMalusUnlock = false>> <<set $diaperRacingAuroraUnlock = false>> <<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "">> <<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingDoubleUp = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive = false>> <<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment = 0>> <<set $diaperRacingMalusToday = false>> <<set $diaperRacingAuroraToday = false>> <<set $diaperRacingWon = false>> <<set $diaperRacingMainMenu = false>> <<set $incontinenceTreatment = false>> <<set $incontinenceCountDown = 0>> <<set $lactating = false>> <<set $lactationLevel = 0>> <<set $lactationModifier = 0>> <<set $lactationCap = 0>> <<set $lactationBoosterSpeed = 0>> <<set $lactationBoosterQuantity = 0>> <<set $lactationBoosterStorage = 0>> /* 0 = normal, 1 = chocolate milk, 2 = strawberry milk, 3 = honey, 4 = cum */ <<set $lactationType = 0>> <<set $forcedLactation = false>> <<set $lactationOatsBoost = false>> <<set $cumLevel = 0>> <<set $cumModifier = 0>> <<set $cumCap = 0>> <<set $internalBalls = false>> <<set $cumBoosterSpeed = 0>> <<set $cumBoosterQuantity = 0>> <<set $cumBoosterStorage = 0>> <<set $cumType = 0>> <<set $impregnatable = false>> <<set $virile = false>> <<set $alwaysFertile = false>> <<set $pregnant = false>> /* 0 = not pregnant, 1 = pregnancy unknown, 2 = minor noticeable, 3 = noticeable, 4 = major noticeable, 5 = almost ready */ <<set $pregnancyStage = 0>> <<set $pregnancyCountDown = -1>> <<set $pregnancyActionLoss = false>> <<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = false>> <<set $fertility = 0>> <<set $virility = 0>> <<set $fertilityBoosterMinor = false>> <<set $fertilityBoosterMedium = false>> <<set $fertilityBoosterMajor = false>> <<set $virilityBoosterMinor = false>> <<set $virilityBoosterMedium = false>> <<set $virilityBoosterMajor = false>> <<set $multiplePregnancyBoosterMinor = false>> <<set $multiplePregnancyBoosterMedium = false>> <<set $multiplePregnancyBoosterMajor = false>> <<set $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor = false>> <<set $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium = false>> <<set $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor = false>> <<set $breederTrait = false>> <<set $broodmareTrait = false>> <<set $studTrait = false>> <<set $breedingStallionTrait = false>> <<set $completeChildrenList = []>> <<set $ownedChildrenList = []>> <<set $currentPregnancy = []>> <<set $currentImpregnation = []>> /* Number: order of birth, Gender: Male/Female/Herm, Hair: has hair or not, Kept: sold or kept */ /* Father: -1 = Player - IMPREGNATOR ONLY , 0 = Complete Random - PUSH PARAM ONLY , 1 = White Unknown, 2 = Black Unknown, 3 = Latino Unknown, 4 = Asian Unknown, 5 = Arab Unknown, 6 = Slime, 7 = Tentacle Monster, 8 = Davis, 9 = Villin, 10 = Agent Gary */ /* Mother: -1 = Player - IMPREGNATOR ONLY , 0 = Complete Random - PUSH PARAM ONLY , 1 = White Unknown, 2 = Black Unknown, 3 = Latino Unknown, 4 = Asian Unknown, 5 = Arab Unknown, 6 = Slime, 7 = Villin, 8 = Tilly, 9 = Jess, 10 = Alice , 11 = Jasmine */ /* Type: 1 = Human, 2 = Slime, 3 = Tentacle, 4 = bunny-human, 5 = Partly-cybernetic-human, 6 = fox-furry */ /* Personality: 1 = quiet, 2 = crier, 3 = giggler */ /* Size: 1 = small, 2 = normal, 3 = big, 4 = chubby */ <<set $pregnancyChildTemplate = {Number: 0, Gender: "Male", Father: 0, Mother: 0, Type: 0, Personality: 0, Size: 0, Hair: false, HairColour: "None", SkinColour: "None", EyeColour: "None", Kept: true}>> <<set $impregnationChildTemplate = {Number: 0, ChildrenInImpregnation: 0, ImpregnationNumber: 0, Duration: 0, Gender: "Male", Father: 0, Mother: 0, Type: 0, Personality: 0, Size: 0, Hair: false, HairColour: "None", SkinColour: "None", EyeColour: "None", Kept: true}>> <<set $bornChildTemplate = {Number: 0, Name: "None", Gender: "Male", Father: 0, Mother: 0, Type: 0, Personality: 0, Size: 0, Hair: false, HairColour: "None", SkinColour: "None", EyeColour: "None", Kept: true}>> <<set $timesImpregnated = 0>> <<set $womenImpregnated = 0>> <<set $childrenFathered = 0>> <<set $childrenBirthed = 0>> <<set $childrenAdoptedAway = 0>> <<set $childrenAll = 0>> <<set $childCareUpkeep = 0>> <<set $tillyFertile = false>> <<set $jessFertile = false>> <<set $villinFertile = false>> <<set $aliceFertile = false>> <<set $jasmineFertile = false>> <<set $tillyPregnant = false>> <<set $jessPregnant = false>> <<set $villinPregnant = false>> <<set $alicePregnant = false>> <<set $jasminePregnant = false>> <<set $tillyPregnantKnown = false>> <<set $jessPregnantKnown = false>> <<set $villinPregnantKnow = false>> <<set $alicePregnantKnown = false>> <<set $jasminePregnantKnown = false>> <<set $tillyPregnancyCountDown = -1>> <<set $jessPregnancyCountDown = -1>> <<set $villinPregnancyCountDown = -1>> <<set $alicePregnancyCountDown = -1>> <<set $jasminePregnancyCountDown = -1>> <<set $altMinorBimboTrait = false>> <<set $altMediumBimboTrait = false>> <<set $altMajorBimboTrait = false>> <<set $minorSexAddictionTrait = false>> <<set $mediumSexAddictionTrait = false>> <<set $majorSexAddictionTrait = false>> <<set $sexAddiction = false>> <<set $timeSinceLastOrgasm = 0>> <<set $minorCumAddictionTrait = false>> <<set $mediumCumAddictionTrait = false>> <<set $majorCumAddictionTrait = false>> <<set $cumAddiction = false>> <<set $timeSinceLastCumEat = 0>> <<set $nameLock = false>> <<set $gymPaymentCountDown = -1>> <<set $gymMembershipBasic = false>> <<set $gymMembershipExpert = false>> <<set $gymBasicTrial = false>> <<set $gymExpertTrial = false>> <<set $gymMorningCardio = false>> <<set $gymMorningWeightTraining = false>> <<set $gymMorningSauna = false>> <<set $gymMorningTrainerWeightTraining = false>> <<set $gymMorningTrainerWeightLoss = false>> <<set $sexyFarmTV = 0>> <<set $beckyABDLSpaceTV = 0>> <<set $randomABDLTV = 0>> <<set $playerABDLEpisode1TV = false>> <<set $playerABDLEpisode2TV = false>> <<set $doorJamTV = 0>> <<set $mollyABDLTV = 0>> <<set $characterFeatures = 0>> <<set $humanFeatures = 0>> <<set $catFeatures = 0>> <<set $dogFeatures = 0>> <<set $bunnyFeatures = 0>> <<set $robotFeatures = 0>> /* food variables */ <<set $appleBBottle = 0>> <<set $milkBBottle = 0>> <<set $cumBBottle = 0>> <<set $goopBBottle = 0>> <<set $urineBBottle = 0>> <<set $mascSnackBar = 0>> <<set $femSnackBar = 0>> <<set $normalSnackBar = 0>> <<set $cumSnackBar = 0>> <<set $transformSnackPacket = 0>> <<set $fattySnackPacket = 0>> <<set $lowFatSnackPacket = 0>> <<set $energyDrinkCan = 0>> <<set $waterBottle = 0>> <<set $transformWaterBottle = 0>> <<set $mascSportBottle = 0>> <<set $femSportBottle = 0>> <<set $normalSportBottle = 0>> <<set $sodaCan = 0>> <<set $hucowOatBag = 0>> /* auction variables */ <<set $preAuction = {voluntary: false, signed: false, compliant: false, sexuallyTested: false, horny: false, friendly: false, grade: 0}>> <<set $bidders = []>> /* assorted variables */ <<set $startNumber = 0>> <<set $backgroundNumber = 0>> <<set $volunteered = false>> <<set $startGender = true>> <<set $booster = false>> <<set $resisted = false>> <<set $submitted = false>> <<set $roomWait = false>> <<set $random = 0>> <<set $earnings = 0>> <<set $upkeepIncreasesInstances = 0>> <<set $upkeepAliceReduction = false>> <<set $upkeepIncreasesTotal = 0>> <<set $holderInt = 0>> <<set $holderIntTwo = 0>> <<set $holderIntThree = 0>> <<set $holderBool = false>> <<set $currentMonth = 12>> <<set $littleLandEmail = false>> <<set $upkeepCountdown = -1>> <<set $generalInfoFlag = true>> <<set $condInfoFlag = true>> <<set $plushiesHuggedToday = false>> <<set $troughUsedToday = false>> <<set $nightChange = false>> <<set $backgroundThreeCountdown = 2>> <<set $hygieneLevel = 0>> <<set $roomMilkerRepairCounter = 10>> <<set $auroraLittleLandFlag = false>> //Job Check true = failed <<set $sweatJobCheck = false>> <<set $scentJobCheck = false>> <<set $makeupStyleJobCheck = 0>> <<set $breathJobCheck = false>> <<set $cumJobCheck = false>> <<set $pissJobCheck = false>>

<<sweat>><<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>You nod your agreement to Tilly, and before you can even say a word Tilly proceeds to make a happy high pitch screeching sound, getting up in the process and jumping around on the spot. A look of obvious joy spread across her face. "You don't know how bored I've been working this desk; the shop is so much more fun. Customers love to fuck me or try and get discounts by getting me off. Not the processing desk, here everyone just acts like a selfish jerk, but not you, you're super awesome!", Tilly rants gleefully, hitching up the lower part of her pink latex dress until you can see her ringed belly button. Looking over the desk you get a good view of her exposed vagina, plump with obvious need, leaking her lust. Her noticeable clit sticking out, looking for attention, her short mostly concealed labia giving you a good look at her pleasure nub and the small gold ring that passes through it. She has no pubic hair, instead having a small tattoo of a love heart coloured a bright pink, her name Tilly in the middle of it, slightly indented. You think her name might be tattooed on, but there is something else that's happened there too. Before you get a chance to ask, you see Tilly jumping up on the counter, splaying her legs widely. Noticing the puzzled look on your face she answers, "Don't worry cutie, if you haven't licked a girl before that's okay, Tilly will give you instructions. You'll be a pussy eating champ in no time". She un-ceremonially sinks her fingers into your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair, pulling you forward softly until your head is between her thighs, face to face with her sopping wet cunt. The smell is heavenly, her arousal filling your nose as the only thing you can smell. Her pussy fills your vision, you stick your tongue out tasting her feminine juices as you take a long lick from bottom to top. Tilly's response is a loud groan of ecstasy, her thighs trembling around your head, her hands pulling you strongly into her cunt. You lose yourself in the moment, Tilly becoming your entire world, holding control of all your senses. "That's fucking hot", you hear behind you. Embarrassment quickly overtakes you, your face heating up in an unseen blush. The agent is still here and watching all of this. Shaken back to your senses as Tilly grinds your face, "Okay, you're doing fine but you need some practice. I'm going to guide your cute head and you just follow my lead, lick up when you're dragged up and suck on my little pleasure nub when you find it", she moans, dragging your head down to the bottom of her pussy. You follow orders, though you don't know if you could resist her arousal-based strength even if you wanted to, her clasping thighs a constant reminder. You find her clit, remembering the piercing and start to suck. The ring gets in the way a little, but the effect is obvious as she starts bucking heavily against you, moaning ever louder. You reach down to play with yourself, but someone grabs your hands and pins them behind your back. "Thanks, I want the cutie to have a good time, but the game was playing with Tilly this time", Tilly moans thankfully at the agent behind you. You might in other circumstances be annoyed by this development, but Tilly's cunt just tastes so good and you love the noises she makes. After one particularly intense suck of her clit you finally hear her sharp wail of rapture as she is brought to an amazing orgasm. Tilly's whole-body shakes, her thighs squeeze you so tightly you start to worry that you might get a concussion from them. Then a massive surge of wetness covers your face, her orgasm bursting out, you've heard of squirting before but never seen it before. Much of her orgasms offering lands in your mouth and you gulp it down, partly because of her wonderful taste, but you'd be lying if you didn't also do it out of fear of choking on it. Tilly lies down, spread out over the counter, her sopping wet used pussy on full display. "Thanks cutie...", she manages before passing out from the intense orgasm. You pull yourself out of lax grip and move backwards wiping the Tilly cum off your face. "That was brilliant, hottest thing I've seen in ages", adds Agent Davis as he [[gets ready to continue|Introduction To Cell 1]].

<<if $femMascFocus == 0>><<set $roomColour = 0>><<set $wardrobeType = 0>><<set $bedType = 0>><<elseif $femMascFocus == 2>><<set $roomColour = 1>><<set $wardrobeType = 1>><<set $bedType = 1>><<elseif $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>><<set $roomColour = 0>><<set $wardrobeType = 0>><<set $bedType = 0>><<elseif $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 4>><<set $roomColour = 1>><<set $wardrobeType = 1>><<set $bedType = 1>><<elseif $femininity >= 0>><<set $roomColour = 0>><<set $wardrobeType = 0>><<set $bedType = 0>><<else>><<set $roomColour = 1>><<set $wardrobeType = 1>><<set $bedType = 1>><</if>>You enter your room, it once again not seeming to be what you expected when you found yourself here at the facility. The room is carpeted in a thick cream carpet, whilst the walls are a pastel <<if $roomColour == 0>>pink<<elseif $roomColour == 1>>blue<</if>> in colour in the bottom section and cream white in the top section, broken apart by a cream painted border rail. A large white-painted four poster canopy bed with pale <<if $bedType == 0>>pink<<elseif $bedType == 1>>blue<</if>> bedding and thin frilly canopy of the same colour sits before you, a collection of brightly coloured comfy looking pillows lies at the head of it. Other furniture includes an empty tall pale <<if $roomColour == 0>>pink<<elseif $roomColour == 1>>blue<</if>> set of bookshelves, a pale <<if $roomColour == 0>>pink<<elseif $roomColour == 1>>blue<</if>> desk with a large touch screen sticking out the top of it, and a large pastel <<if $wardrobeType == 0>>pink<<elseif $wardrobeType == 1>>blue<</if>> wardrobe of a decidedly feminine design. It'd all be kind of girly <<if $roomColour == 0>>even if it wasn't all pink, but at least the pastel pink of the room isn't too obnoxious<<else>>if it wasn’t a blue colour, instead appearing more stylized and opulent<</if>>. Further, you can’t help but think that the furniture all looks sturdy and well built. As you're looking over your new room you hear a cough from the door. "Hey, I hope I'm not bothering you. I'm Jess and I'm in the next room. Thought I should stick my head in and say hi to my neighbours", says a short brunette with a slightly androgynous female face. She's wearing a green summer dress that makes her modest perky breasts stand out. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessLarge.png]]</div> "Nice to meet you, I'm $firstName", you reply seeing no sense in being rude to someone in the same situation as you. "We've already met but I can understand your confusion. We got brought in together. I used to call myself Jake, but Jess feels a lot more appropriate with the new look. I hope we can be friends given that we're both in for a fresh start", Jess answers. She certainly doesn't look liked the sickly-looking junkie you met coming in you think. As you're formulating a reply another figure appears in your door frame. The new person is obviously a petite woman. With long platinum blonde hair tied and braided in a complex up-do, an angelically pretty face covered in heavy bimbo-ish makeup complete with glittery pink lips stuck in a permanent O-ring. Her body is heavily hourglass shaped with what you'd guess are at least D-Cup breasts and a jiggling butt all wrapped up in a tiny fishnet dress. Overall, the woman oozes sexuality in a way you'd describe as bimbo-ish. "Hey like, I came to th-ay th-orry", the bimbo lisps, drool running out the side of her mouth, ignored. "I made trouble when we got made better, and I need to th-ay th-orry before they let me go to my new ma-th-ter", she looks a little nervous. Jess looks a little nervous herself and answers, "sure, you're okay by me", whilst you nod in assent to the statement. The bimbo looks obviously relieved. "Phew, I was like totally worried you'd be mad and I wouldn't get to fuck my ma-th-ter today", she states, a look of serene stupidity flashing across her face. "Well, like, bye then, hope you get load-th of yummy dick", she adds as she turns around and leaves, giving you clear sight of the back of her neck. With her hair in the complex style you can see the word "Fuck-doll" indented into the skin on the back of her neck with a barcode tattooed underneath it. After she leaves Jess states, "That was really fucked up. Whatever happens to us, let's not end up like her. I mean you don't think the <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>>bald guy<<else>>tattooed woman<</if>> really ended up like that so suddenly do you? But on a brighter note, you want to hang out a bit and chat, might make us both feel a little better?". Do you: [[Spend some time with Jess?|Spend Time With Jess Introduction][$jessRelationship +=5]] [[Decide to go to sleep?|Going To Sleep Introduction]]

You decide to spend some time with Jess, having a friend here who can give you a hand if you need it is never a bad option and she looks and smells a lot better than she did before. "So how're you doing", you ask, Jess smiling in response. "Better than I would have hoped, I was a real mess when I came in, I mean you saw", she says getting a little quieter with the last few words, "But now I'm feeling so much better. They made me years younger from the looks of it and that's nothing compared to just in general how much better I feel. No shakes or cravings at all and the doctor told me that I wouldn't have any due to all the hormone changes rewriting my brain. If I'm perfectly honest this probably saved my life. A few more months like I was before, and I'd have overdosed or just fell apart from bad health. Plus, you know, having boobs is amazing, I don't know how women ever manage to stop touching them", emphasising the words by groping herself through her dress. After the heavy questions about how you both are feeling and your lives prior to being captured you spend some more time talking about little of importance, just keeping each other company. Sometime later you're having trouble keeping your eyes open, tiredness overtaking you. Jess recognises your sleepy look and leaves after saying goodbye. Tired and with no pressing matters to address [[you decide to go to sleep|Going To Sleep Introduction]].

Passing through the sliding glass automatic double doors, and under the sign stating that this store is, "The Trainee Store", a rather generic name if ever there was one, you enter the shop. Before you, you can clearly see an expansive and well stocked business filled with all sorts of clothes, decorations and furniture. It’s rather amazing how much they manage to fit in here in truth, though that’s probably the only remarkable thing about the otherwise bland and unobjectionable gleaming white decorations of the room. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/Shop.jpg]]</div> Upon further investigation, you can see sitting behind a circular desk in the middle of the open plan room sits Tilly, a serene look on her face. <<if $tillyPregnantKnown>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/TillyPregnantSmall.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/TillySmall.png]]</div><</if>>"Hey <<if $tillyRelationship <25>>cutie<<elseif $tillyRelationship >=25 && $tillyRelationship <50>>my super cute friend<<elseif $tillyRelationship >=50 && !$tillyDating>>my most adorable bestie in the world!<<else>>my super amazing <<if $penis && $femininity <0>>and hunky boyfriend!<<else>>and pretty girlfriend!<</if>><</if>>. Come to buy pretty things? Or are you just here to see me?", Tilly greets, finally spotting you enter. Do you: [[Look at what the store has in stock|Shop Stock]] [[Ask Tilly if you can spend some time with her|Shop Spend Time With Tilly]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

Passing through the sliding glass automatic double doors, and under the sign stating that this is, "The Trainee Clinic", a rather generic name if ever there was one, you enter the clinic. Adjusting your eyes to the excessive light, before you is a rather generic looking sparkling white, well equipped laboratory. It seems well-equipped, but other than that it appears rather unremarkable, clean and very white like most of the facility owned properties. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/Clinic.jpg]]</div> Upon further investigation, you can see standing over a table in the back is the familiar figure of Dr.Radcliff, the doctor who you met during processing. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RadcliffSmall.png]]</div>"Ah, good to see you, for what reason do I owe this fine visit? I can offer you all sorts of interesting and useful treatments if you wish to purchase some, facility policy you must understand. I can also offer some more specialized treatments, though they're normally charged at a bit of a premium due to their rarity", jovially shouts the doctor across the room. Do you: [[Ask for a general procedure|Clinic General Transformation Options]] [[Ask for a more unusual procedure|Clinic Anthro Transformation Options]] [[Ask him if you can spend some time with him|Clinic Spend Time With Dr Radcliff]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Medical Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<if lastVisited("Room Hub") is 1>>You move towards your tablet. As you approach the screen shifts from the black background with a faint yellow smiley face into a menu of options.<<else>>You return to the main options menu.<</if>> <<if $time >= 7>>Of course, it’s currently too late for you to train, work, or socialize, so those options are currently disabled.<<elseif $workCounter >= $workLimit && $trainingCounter >= $trainingLimit>>As a result of having undertaken your allotted limit of work and training sessions those options are no longer available to you today.<<elseif $workCounter >= $workLimit>>As a result of having undertaken your allotted limit of work sessions the work selection option has been suspended for the rest of the day. <<elseif $trainingCounter >= $trainingLimit>>As a result of having undertaken your allotted limit of training sessions the training selection option has been suspended for the rest of the day. <</if>><<if $forcedTraining && $trainingCounter == 0>>You’ve yet to engage in your one session of mandatory daily training yet. <</if>> <<if $mobileView>>Select Option: <<if $time >= 7>>To late to work, go to bed.<<elseif $forcedTraining && $trainingCounter == 0 && $time >= 5>>You cannot work at this point as you’ve yet to engage in mandatory training today.<<else>>[[Select work|Select Work]]<</if>> <<if $time >= 7>>To late to train, go to bed.<<else>>[[Select training|Select Training]]<</if>> <<if $time >= 7>>To late to socialise, go to bed.<<elseif $forcedTraining && $trainingCounter == 0 && $time >= 5>>You cannot socialise at this point as you’ve yet to engage in mandatory training today.<<else>>[[Select contacts|Contacts]]<</if>> <<if $time >= 7>>To late to undertake other tasks, go to bed.<<elseif $forcedTraining && $trainingCounter == 0 && $time >= 5>>You cannot undertake other tasks at this point as you’ve yet to engage in mandatory training today.<<else>>[[Select other schedule options|Select Other]]<</if>> [[Select query Alice|Ask Alice A Question]] [[Select options menu|Options]] [[Put down tablet|Room Hub]]<<else>><div class='map' align="center"><a data-passage="Ask Alice A Question"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu1.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu1On.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu1.png'"/></a><<if $time >= 7>><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu2.png"/><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu3.png"/><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu4.png"/><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu5.png"/><<else>><<if $workCounter >= $workLimit>><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu2.png"/><<elseif $forcedTraining && $trainingCounter == 0 && $time >= 5>><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu2.png"/><<else>><a data-passage="Select Work"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu2.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu2On.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu2.png'"/></a><</if>><<if $trainingCounter >= $trainingLimit>><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu3.png"/><<else>><a data-passage="Select Training"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu3.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu3On.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu3.png'"/></a><</if>><<if $forcedTraining && $trainingCounter == 0 && $time >= 5>><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu4.png"/><<else>><a data-passage="Contacts"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu4.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu4On.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu4.png'"/></a><</if>><<if $forcedTraining && $trainingCounter == 0 && $time >= 5>><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu5.png"/><<else>><a data-passage="Select Other"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu5.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu5On.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu5.png'"/></a><</if>><</if>><a data-passage="Options"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu6.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu6On.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu6.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Room Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu7.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu7On.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/TabletMenu7.png'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<addDay>><<if $submissionTrainingTrait>><<if $submission <= 97>><<set $submission += 3>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>><</if>><<include [[Sleep Tasks]]>>Ready to finally get to sleep, you pull back the <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>covers<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>covers<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>blankets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage door<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall door<</if>> and get into <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>your bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>your crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>your pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>your cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>your stall<</if>> <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>in your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear <<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>in your $currentClothing with nothing underneath<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>in just your $currentUnderwear<<else>>completely in the nude<</if>>. Prepared to sleep away your tiredness, sleep comes easy and you settle into a peaceful slumber. <<if $furniture.indexOf("Snuggly warm teddy bear") != -1>><<if $submission < 100>><<set $submission += 1>><</if>>All the while you snuggle up with the strangely warm teddy bear that Aunt Mildred gave you.<</if>><<if $sleepLocation == 0>> <<if $bedType == 0>>[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/PinkBed.png]]<<else>>[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/BlueBed.png]]<</if>><<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>><<if $bedType == 0>>[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PinkCrib.png]]<<else>>[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/BlueCrib.png]]<</if>><<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/GreyPetBed.png]]<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/BlackCageBed.png]]<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/PetStall.png]]<</if>><<include [[Sleep Roommates]]>> <hr> <<set $random = random(1,11)>><<if $random==1>><<include [[Sleep Auction Nightmare]]>><<elseif $random==2>><<include [[Sleep Basic Bimbo Dream]]>><<elseif $random==3 && $waterSportsPlay>><<include [[Sleep Watersports Dream]]>><<elseif $random==4 && $abdlPlay>><<include [[Sleep ABDL Dream]]>><<elseif $random==5 && $breastSize >=10>><<include [[Sleep BE Dream]]>><<elseif $random==6 && $lactationPlay>><<include [[Sleep Hucow Dream]]>><<elseif $random==7 && $cumPlay>><<include [[Sleep Extreme Cum Dream]]>><<elseif $random==8 && $nonConPlay>><<include [[Sleep Non Con Dream]]>><<elseif $random==9 && $lactationPlay>><<include [[Sleep Lactation Dream]]>><<elseif $random==10>><<include [[Sleep Examination Dream]]>><<elseif $random==11 && $petPlay>><<include [[Sleep Puppy Dream]]>><<else>>You have a dreamless sleep.<</if>> <hr> Daily Accounts <button title="Click to show/hide finance details" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('finances') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('finances') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('finances') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide finance details</button><div id="finances" style="display:none"> Expenses <<if $startUpkeep == 0>>Base Upkeep – 0 G.GP<<elseif $startUpkeep == 1>>Base Upkeep – 100 G.G.P<<elseif $startUpkeep == 2>>Base Upkeep – 300 G.G.P<<elseif $startUpkeep == 3>>Base Upkeep – 500 G.G.P<<elseif $startUpkeep == 4>>Base Upkeep – 1000 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $roomLevel == 0>>Small Main Room Maintenance – 50 G.G.P<<elseif $roomLevel == 1>>Medium Main Room Maintenance – 100 G.G.P<<elseif $roomLevel == 2>>Large Main Room Maintenance – 150 G.G.P<</if>><<if $upkeepIncreasesInstances > 0>> Motivational Upkeep Increase Programme ($upkeepIncreasesInstances Instances) – $upkeepIncreasesTotal G.G.P<</if>><<if $jessRoommate || $jessSlave>> Jess Upkeep – 100 G.G.P<</if>><<if $aliceBody>> Alice Upkeep – 0 G.G.P<</if>> Expense Reductions <<if $day < 7>> Introduction Expenses Mitigation Scheme – 50 G.G.P<</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 0>> Scholarship Scheme For The Poor – 100 G.G.P<</if>><<if $upkeepAliceReduction>> Alice’s Deal – 50 G.G.P<</if>> Income <<if $alicebody && $aliceCurrentTask >= 2 && $aliceTaskCounter >= 3>> <<if $aliceCurrentTask == 2>><<set $ggp += 200>>Alice: Waitressing Job – 200 G.G.P<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 3>><<set $ggp += 300>>Alice: Brothel Job – 300 G.G.P<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 4>><<set $ggp += 400>>Alice: Dominatrix Job – 400 G.G.P<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 5>><<set $ggp += 250>>Alice: Maid Job – 250 G.G.P<</if>><</if>><<if $jessSlave && $jessCurrentTask >= 2 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>> <<if $jessCurrentTask == 2>><<set $ggp += 200>>Slave Jess: Waitressing Job – 200 G.G.P<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 3>><<set $ggp += 300>>Slave Jess: Brothel Job – 300 G.G.P <<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 4>><<set $ggp += 250>>Slave Jess: Maid Job – 250 G.G.P<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 5>><<set $ggp += 600>>Slave Jess: Milking – 600 G.G.P <</if>><</if>><<if $jessRoommate && $jessCurrentTask >= 2 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>> <<if $jessCurrentTask == 2>><<set $ggp += 200>>Jess: Waitressing Job – 200 G.G.P<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 3>><<set $ggp += 300>>Jess: Brothel Job – 300 G.G.P <<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 4>><<set $ggp += 250>>Jess: Maid Job – 250 G.G.P<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 5>><<set $ggp += 600>>Jess: Milking – 600 G.G.P <</if>><</if>> ...</div> <<if $upkeep >= 0>><<set $ggp -= $upkeep>>Daily upkeep - $upkeep G.G.P has been deducted from your account<<else>>Daily upkeep - 0 G.G.P has been deducted from your account<</if>>. [[Wake up| interuptDestinationDay('Wake Up') ]]

<<set $currentClothing = "Naked">><<set $currentUnderwear = "Naked">><<set $preAuction.voluntary = false>><<set $ggp = 0>>Waking up, you immediately realise that things aren’t the same as when you went to sleep. Even before you open your eyes, you can tell that it’s just too cold for you to still be in your bed. On top of that you’re not lying down like you’d expect, in fact you’re sat up and very naked. Opening your tired eyes, instead of your bedroom, the room you’re now in is a small, drab, and grey. The main feature, right in front of you, is a relatively innocuous desk manned by an officious looking man in a business suit. His short stature, and glasses, do nothing to make the man any less intimidating as he watches you menacingly over the rim of his coffee cup. Though, that might be in part due to your abrupt and startling wake-up. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SteinLarge.png]]</div> "I see you’ve finally awoken, <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Mr<</if>> $secondName. My name is ultimately irrelevant as this is likely to be the last interaction we ever have together, but for matters of politeness I’m Mr Stein, one of the management staff here at ‘The Repurposing Center’. By and large I handle situations regarding the auctioning of highly valuable, fully trained slaves, making sure that all the legal requirements are met. You are a valuable asset, so it’s important that everything regarding your sale is handled diligently and with finesse. Therefore, in a moment I’m going to start explaining the procedure to you. I don’t expect you to respond, and in fact you will likely find yourself unable to, there will, however, be a question and answer period after I’m finished", the man states, his voice slightly monotone, like you might expect of a particularly dry history teacher. Taking a moment to sip his drink, he lets you stew over in your nervousness at the situation, obviously not in any rush. "It seems that you’ve been brought into auction early as a result of running out of, ‘Good Girl Points’, a name that I’ve never personally been a fan of it should be noted. Normally this is seen as an indicator of an unproductive potential slave, but, it’s entirely possible that other circumstances were the cause. After all, you likely didn’t end up in your situation being an expert of financial planning. Regardless of whether you’re a resistant trainee or one who can’t manage your funds properly, it’s imperative that you cooperate as fully as possible over the upcoming auction process and all the build-up prior to it". You open your mouth to comment but find yourself unable to make any noise at all. With the first smile you’ve seen on his face since you’ve met him, Stein continues, "I’ve disabled your voice, at least for a little while. Now is the time for listening, not for talking. You see, whilst you might not currently understand the importance of your upcoming role as a slave, it is in the end that, important. Whilst you do not need to know the full motives of this facility, it should be enough to comprehend that far more important to us than financial renumeration is the connections we create with the influential and elite of society. It is therefore beneficial for all parties involved for you to be sold to the best owner you can entice. Though, the truth is generally if you’re purchased for a high price you’re likely to be kept as a pampered pet, so ensuring that you reach a high final price is also something to keep in mind". "There are a few other things to go over before we get into the exact details of your auction preparations, the most pressing of which I’ll go over now. Firstly, it’s entirely possible that you’ve attracted the attention of a member of staff within the facility or someone who holds similar levels of professional privilege. If that’s the case, then there is the chance that one of two things may occur momentarily. The first is that they will be notified of your auctioning, with the facility matching whatever funds they bid, in effect meaning that they’re purchasing you at half price. The second case, which is much rarer, is that you’ve been bought outright by an outstandingly high bid or through the influence of a major executive board member". "The next major facet of the auctioning process that I need to explain to you now, is that of your G.G.P’s or lack thereof. Normally, you see, all Repurposed Trainee’s are given the opportunity post bidding to alter the final outcome of the bids. We’re not heartless here at ‘The Repurposing Center’, and we’ve found that over years of operation we hear better yearly check-in reports from owners when their slaves had some minor influence on the choosing process. That’s why we allow slaves to cash in their remaining G.G.P at the end of the process as if it were currency to add onto any final bid, with the same previous deal for facility staff applying. Not so lucky for you, but, there may be some chances during pre-auction processing to get yourself a few last-minute points if you’re especially well-behaved". "That’s all the basics I feel necessary to explain out of the way. There’s certainly more, but I can carry on with outlining the pre-auction processing after we’ve gotten everything squared away first. It’s just a formality you must understand, as we currently own you in no uncertain terms, however, for the records department I must ask you to please sign your consent to your auctioning and subsequent sale. Doing so will award you with 500 G.G.P, which, as just explained still has some limited value to you in your final day or so here in the facility", the short yet imposing man finally finishes, getting another sip of his drink to soothe his throat after his prolonged speech. Pulling a tablet computer from behind him, he places it on the table in front of you. Looking down at it, you see some sort of contract, however, the text is just too small to properly make out. Mr Stein doesn’t seem the sort to joke, or even to attempt to trick you, something about his demeanour giving you the impression that he doesn’t need to, the man maybe even more influential than he’s let on. Further, if what he says about the facility points is true, then maybe getting some of them last minute might be to your benefit, especially given your complete lack of them. But, in the end you need to make a decision whether to sign the document or not. Do you: [[Sign the tablet|Auction Introduction Sign][$ggp += 500; $preAuction.signed = true; if($submission <= 90){$submission += 10;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Refuse to sign the tablet|Auction Introduction Do Not Sign][$preAuction.signed = false; if($submission >= -90){$submission -= 10;}else{$submission = -100;};]]

Sitting in your room, you think of all the ways you could work to fulfil your burning need. <<if $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>However, stuck within your $currentChastity you are severely limited in what you can do to yourself. <</if>><<if $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>>Your breasts locked away behind a solid chastity bra does put a stop to some of the masturbation options you might otherwise have tried. <</if>><<if $diaperLocked>>With no way to remove your $currentUnderwear due to it being locked on you it might be more difficult to find a good masturbation method. <</if>> Do you:<<if $vagina && !$diaperLocked && ($chastityLevel != 1 && $chastityLevel <= 2)>> Masturbate your clit with: [[Your Hands|Vagina Masturbate Clit][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1]]<<if $sexToys.indexOf("Pink Bullet Vibrator") != -1>> | [[Bullet Vibrator|Vagina Masturbate Clit Vibe][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 1]]<</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Silver Metal Vibrator") != -1>> | [[Normal Vibrator|Vagina Masturbate Clit Vibe][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $hollderInt = 2]]<</if>><</if>><<if $vagina && !$diaperLocked && ($chastityLevel != 1 && $chastityLevel <= 2)>> Masturbate your vagina with: [[Your Hands|Vagina Masturbate Finger][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1]]<<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Small Dildo") != -1>> | [[Small Dildo|Vagina Masturbate Toy][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 1]]<</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Blue Rubber Medium Dildo") != -1>> | [[Medium Dildo|Vagina Masturbate Toy][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 2]]<</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Pink Rubber Large Dildo") != -1>> | [[Large Dildo|Vagina Masturbate Toy][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 3]]<</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Horse Dildo") != -1>> | [[Horse Dildo|Vagina Masturbate Toy][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 4]]<</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Silver Metal Vibrator") != -1>> | [[Normal Vibrator|Vagina Masturbate Toy][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 5]]<</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Red Rabbit Vibrator") != -1>> | [[Rabbit Vibrator|Vagina Masturbate Toy][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 6]]<</if>><</if>><<if $chastityLevel <= 2 && !$diaperLocked>> Masturbate your ass with: [[Your Hands|Anal Masturbate Finger][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1]]<<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Small Dildo") != -1>> | [[Small Dildo|Anal Masturbate Toy][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 1]]<</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Blue Rubber Medium Dildo") != -1>> | [[Medium Dildo|Anal Masturbate Toy][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 2]]<</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Pink Rubber Large Dildo") != -1>> | [[Large Dildo|Anal Masturbate Toy][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 3]]<</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Horse Dildo") != -1>> | [[Horse Dildo|Anal Masturbate Toy][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 4]]<</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Silver Metal Vibrator") != -1>> | [[Normal Vibrator|Anal Masturbate Toy][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 5]]<</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Red Rabbit Vibrator") != -1>> | [[Rabbit Vibrator|Anal Masturbate Toy][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 6]]<</if>><</if>><<if $penis &&!$diaperLocked && ($chastityLevel != 2 && $chastityLevel != 4)>> Masturbate your penis with: [[Your Hands|Cock Masturbate Hand][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1]]<<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Vibrating Cock Ring") != -1>> | [[Vibrating Cock Ring|Cock Masturbate Cock Ring][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1; $holderInt = 1]]<</if>><</if>><<if $penis && $vagina && !$diaperLocked && $chastityLevel == 0>> [[Masturbate your penis and your vagina with your hands|Herm Masturbate Hand][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1]]<</if>><<if $breastSize == 0 && !$chastityBreasts && !$chastityBreastsLocked>> [[Play with your nipples|Breast Masturbate Hand][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1]]<<elseif !$chastityBreasts && !$chastityBreastsLocked >> [[Play with your breasts|Breast Masturbate Hand][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1]]<</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Sybian") != -1 && (($vagina && ($chastityLevel != 1 && $chastityLevel <= 2)) || ($penis && !$vagina && $chastityLevel == 0))>> [[Ride Sybian|Masturbate Ride Sybian][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1]]<</if>> <a data-passage="Room Hub">Decide not to masturbate</a>

You enter into what looks like a well stocked beauty salon. Hair dressers chairs sit in front of a row of mirrors, sinks built into the wall to aid in hair care treatments. Interestingly, there also exists a bank of vending machines filled with a variety of hair accessories. A petite woman, in a latex body suit covering everything bellow the neck, stands by one of the chairs.<<if visited()<=1>>"EEEEP!", she squeaks, obviously surprised by your presence. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AnnaLarge.png]]</div>"I'm really ... sorry <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, I didn't mean to ... not properly welcome you to ... the salon. Please don't be angry at me", you hear from the floor in front of you as the latex wrapped woman throws herself to the ground at your feet. A small puddle of tears of forms pooling around her beautiful long brown hair and around where her head lies. Her breathing hitches in short sobs and you notice that she's shaking slightly. "It's okay I'm $firstName and I only just came in. Please just get up", you answer, not sure how to handle the situation. Looking down at the woman you can see very little from the position she's in but at your words the sobbing stops, as does the slight shaking. "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, I'm sorry <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> and it'll never happen again. I'm Anna and I run this store for my master Mr Qwick and he'd be really cross if he heard I upset a customer, plus I really don't want him to be disappointed in me", she responds, picking herself up off the floor but still not looking at you, her eyes glued to the floor at your feet. "I hope I can provide you with the services you desire and make your visit an enjoyable one. This salon provides a wide choice of beauty treatments if you're interested, along with selling a selection of hair accessories through our QwickShop vending machines".<<else>>You know the submissive girl as Anna, her beautiful, long brown hair, framing her demure feminine features. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AnnaSmall.png]]</div>"Hi <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName, I hope I haven't offended you, or caused you any trouble. Please may I assist you in some way? This salon provides a wide choice of beauty treatments if you're interested, along with selling a selection of hair accessories through our QwickShop vending machines", she quietly squeaks, her eyes locked on to the floor at your feet.<</if>> Do you: [[Ask for a beauty treatment|Salon Transformation Options]] <a data-passage="Qwick Shop Stock">Approach the vending machines</a><<if !visited("Salon Request Job Success") && !$noNonSexualJobs>> <<if $makeupSkill >0>>[[Ask Anna if she can employ you|Salon Request Job Success]]<<else>>[[Ask Anna if she can employ you|Salon Request Job Fail]]<</if>><</if>> [[Ask Anna if you can spend some time with her|Salon Spend Time With Anna]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<set $workCounter += 1>>You select the work selection option and the screen changes into a list of available jobs and their descriptions. Job Options:<<if $randomJobSelection && $randomJobHolder.length != 0>><<if $randomJobHolder.includes("Glory Hole")>> [[Choose glory-hole job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Glory Hole Job Main']] - Work an awesome, yet low skilled, sexual job, okay paying and you get to make lots of clients happy, what's not to love.<</if>><<if $randomJobHolder.includes("Brothel")>> [[Choose brothel job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Brothel Job Main']] - Work an awesome, yet low skilled, sexual job, okay paying and you get to make a few very special clients happy, what's not to love.<</if>><<if $randomJobHolder.includes("Club B")>> [[Choose Club B bar work job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Club B Job Main']] - Do some work for Tony Bosco over at Club B. Further information unavailable.<</if>><<if $randomJobHolder.includes("Cat Maid")>> <<if $ears == 3 || $tail == 3 || $ears == 10 || $tail == 10>>Choose cat-maid job – Since morning assignment due to new acquisition of bunny traits you no longer qualify for this job.<<else>>[[Choose cat-maid job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Cat Maid Job Start']] – Work at a cat themed maid café, waitressing, cleaning, dancing, or being sent out to do maid work for clients.<</if>><</if>><<if $randomJobHolder.includes("ABDL Nursery")>> [[Choose Little Land Nursery ABDL job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'ABDL Job Main']] - Become a star by being filmed for the ‘Little Land Nursery’ TV and web shows. High paying, mostly non-sexual, low effort work. Note: extremely fun, and high approval rating.<</if>><<if $randomJobHolder.includes("Lab Testing")>> [[Choose lab testing job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Lab Testing Job Main']] - Contribute to science by testing new products and procedures for the facility, low skilled, non-sexual job, varying pay.<</if>><<if $randomJobHolder.includes("Dairy")>> <<if !$lactating>> Choose Industrial Dairy milking job – Since morning assignment due to recently developed lack of lactation you no longer qualify for this job.<<else>>[[Choose Industrial Dairy milking job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Industrial Dairy Job Start']] - The Industrial Dairy is always looking for extra milk producers (along with rarer lactation produce). They're willing to pay well, and offer a largely non-sexual, low effort job.<</if>><</if>><<if $randomJobHolder.includes("Deg Brothel")>> [[Choose degradationist brothel job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Degradationist Brothel Start']] - Work as a roughly treated and routinely humiliated sex slave, highly sexual job, non-standard pay model. <</if>><<if $randomJobHolder.includes("Beautician")>> <<if $noNonSexualJobs>>Choose beautician job – Since morning assignment due to changing of work parameters you no longer qualify for this job.<<else>>[[Choose beautician job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Beautician Job Main']] – Working with Anna at her master’s salon as their resident beautician. Okay-to-poor payment, but with little risk of untoward sexual activity.<</if>><</if>><<if $randomJobHolder.includes("Boring Job")>> <<if $noNonSexualJobs>>Choose manual labour – Since morning assignment due to changing of work parameters you no longer qualify for this job.<<else>>[[Choose manual labour|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Boring Job']] - Work a boring, low skilled, non-sexual job, low paying but at least you're being slightly productive.<</if>><</if>><<else>> [[Choose glory-hole job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Glory Hole Job Main']] - Work an awesome, yet low skilled, sexual job, okay paying and you get to make lots of clients happy, what's not to love? [[Choose brothel job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Brothel Job Main']] - Work an awesome, yet low skilled, sexual job, okay paying and you get to make a few very special clients happy, what's not to love?<<if visited("Club B")>> [[Choose Club B bar work job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Club B Job Main']] - Do some work for Tony Bosco over at Club B. Further information unavailable.<</if>><<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown == 0 && $ears != 3 && $tail != 3>> Cat Maid Job Unavailable – Cat-Maid ranking day!<<elseif visited("Pussy Lickers") && $ears != 3 && $tail != 3 && $ears != 10 && $tail != 10>> [[Choose cat-maid job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Cat Maid Job Start']] – Work at a cat themed maid café, waitressing, cleaning, dancing, or being sent out to do maid work for clients.<</if>><<if (visited("Little Land Nursery") || visited("ABDL Job First Time With Hannah 1") || visited("ABDL Job First Time 1")) && $abdlPlay>> [[Choose Little Land Nursery ABDL job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'ABDL Job Main']] - Become a star by being filmed for the ‘Little Land Nursery’ TV and web shows. High paying, mostly non-sexual, low effort work. Note: extremely fun, and high approval rating.<</if>> [[Choose lab testing job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Lab Testing Job Main']] - Contribute to science by testing new products and procedures for the facility, low skilled, non-sexual job, varying pay.<<if $lactating>> [[Choose Industrial Dairy milking job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Industrial Dairy Job Start']] - The Industrial Dairy is always looking for extra milk producers (along with rarer lactation produce). They're willing to pay well, and offer a largely non-sexual, low effort job.<</if>> <<if $submission >= 0>>[[Choose degradationist brothel job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Degradationist Brothel Start']] - Work as a roughly treated and routinely humiliated sex slave, highly sexual job, non-standard pay model.<<else>>You spot a listing for a fetish slave job but can’t even bring yourself to finish reading the entry, the job way too submissive for your dominant sensibilities.<</if>><<if visited("Salon Request Job Success") && !$noNonSexualJobs>> [[Choose beautician job|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Beautician Job Main']] – Working with Anna at her master’s salon as their resident beautician. Okay-to-poor payment, but with little risk of untoward sexual activity.<</if>><<if !$noNonSexualJobs>> [[Choose manual labour|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Boring Job']] - Work a boring, low skilled, non-sexual job, low paying but at least you're being slightly productive.<</if>><</if>> [[Back to tablet main screen|Use Tablet][$workCounter -= 1]]

You select the contacts selection option and the screen changes into a list of available people you have met, who you are able to contact. From this screen you seem to be able to schedule time together for recreational activities and dates. Contacts List: [[Contact Agent Davis]] [[Contact Tilly]] [[Contact Dr Radcliff]]<<if visited("Restaurant Alfonsi")>> [[Contact Villin]]<</if>><<if $hannahDecision == 1 || $hannahDecision == 3>> [[Contact Hannah|Contact ABDL Hannah Nursery]]<</if>><<if $hannahDecision == 2 || $hannahDecision == 4>> [[Contact Hannah|Contact ABDL Hannah Dormitory]]<</if>> [[Back to tablet main screen|Use Tablet]]

<<set $trainingCounter += 1>>You select the training selection option and the screen changes into a list of available training and their descriptions, broken up by whether they'll pay you to take the training, or whether you must pay to undertake it. Training Options: Paid Training options: <<if $backgroundNumber != 5 && ($makeupSkill >= 3 && $ggp <100) || ($makeupSkill <3 && $ggp <300)>>Choose Makeup Training – Learn all you’ll ever need to know about makeup application and beautician techniques - <<if $makeupSkill >= 3>>100<<else>>300 G.G.P<</if>> - Can't afford<<elseif $makeupSkill == 3>>[[Choose Makeup Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Makeup Training Main']] - Learn all you’ll ever need to know about makeup application and beautician techniques - <<if $backgroundNumber == 5>><s>100 G.G.P</s> 0 G.G.P<<else>>100 G.G.P<</if>> - You've already mastered this skill<<else>>[[Choose Makeup Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Makeup Training Main']] - Learn all you’ll ever need to know about makeup application and beautician techniques - <<if $backgroundNumber == 5>><s>300 G.G.P</s> 0 G.G.P<<else>>300 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $ggp <100>>Choose Oral Training - Train to be a master of oral sex, please your clients and future owners with your skilled mouth - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<elseif $oralSexSkill == 3>>[[Choose Oral Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Oral Training Main']] - Train to be a master of oral sex, please your clients and future owners with your skilled mouth - 100 G.G.P - You've already mastered this skill<<else>>[[Choose Oral Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Oral Training Main']] - Train to be a master of oral sex, please your clients and future owners with your skilled mouth - 100 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ggp <100>>Choose Anal Training - Train to be a master of anal sex, please your clients and future owners with your pliant butt hole - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<elseif $analSexSkill == 3>>[[Choose Anal Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Anal Training Main']] - Train to be a master of anal sex, please your clients and future owners with your pliant butt hole - 100 G.G.P - You've already mastered this skill<<else>>[[Choose Anal Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Anal Training Main']] - Train to be a master of anal sex, please your clients and future owners with your pliant butt hole - 100 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $vagina>><<if $ggp <100>>Choose Vaginal Training - Train to be a master of vaginal sex, please your clients and future owners with your warm and inviting pussy - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<elseif $vaginalSexSkill == 3>>[[Choose Vaginal Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Vaginal Training Main']] - Train to be a master of vaginal sex, please your clients and future owners with your warm and inviting pussy - 100 G.G.P - You've already mastered this skill<<else>>[[Choose Vaginal Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Vaginal Training Main']] - Train to be a master of vaginal sex, please your clients and future owners with your warm and inviting pussy - 100 G.G.P<</if>><<else>>You don’t have a vagina, so can’t undertake vaginal training.<</if>> <<if $penis>><<if $ggp <100>>Choose Penile Training - Train to be a master of penile sex, please your clients and future owners with your skilled hard cock - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<elseif $penisSexSkill == 3>>[[Choose Penile Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Penis Training Main']] - Train to be a master of penile sex, please your clients and future owners with your skilled hard cock - 100 G.G.P - You've already mastered this skill<<else>>[[Choose Penile Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Penis Training Main']] - Train to be a master of penile sex, please your clients and future owners with your skilled hard cock - 100 G.G.P<</if>><<else>>You don’t have a penis, so can’t undertake penile training.<</if>> <<if $ggp <100>>Choose Exhibitionism Training - Train to be more comfortable with your body, put a smile on the face of everyone you meet - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<elseif $exhibitionismSkill == 3>>[[Choose Exhibitionism Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Exhibitionism Training Main']] - Train to be more comfortable with your body, put a smile on the face of everyone you meet - 100 G.G.P - You've already mastered this skill<<else>>[[Choose Exhibitionism Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Exhibitionism Training Main']] - Train to be more comfortable with your body, put a smile on the face of everyone you meet - 100 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ggp <100>>Choose Submission Training - Train to be significantly more submissive and obedient - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Choose Submission Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Submission Training Main']] - Train to be significantly more submissive and obedient - 100 G.G.P<</if>><<if $lactationPlay>> <<if ($lactationSkill >= 3 && $ggp <100) || ($lactationSkill <3 && $ggp <500) >>Choose Lactation Training - Train to become better at lactating, learn new techniques to increase your lactated <<checkLactationType>> production - <<if $lactationSkill >=3>>100 G.G.P<<else>>500<</if>> - Can't afford<<elseif $lactationSkill == 3>>[[Choose Lactation Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Lactation Training Main']] - Train to become better at lactating, learn new techniques to increase your lactated <<checkLactationType>> production - 100 G.G.P - You've already mastered this skill<<else>>[[Choose Lactation Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Lactation Training Main']] - Train to become better at lactating, learn new techniques to increase your lactated <<checkLactationType>> production - 500 G.G.P<</if>><</if>><<if $pregnancyPlay>> <<if ($pregnancySkill >= 3 && $ggp <100) || ($pregnancySkill <3 && $ggp <500) >>Choose Prenatal Training - Train to become better at handling pregnancy, and learn how to increase your fertility - <<if $pregnancySkill >=3>>100 G.G.P<<else>>500<</if>> - Can't afford<<elseif $pregnancySkill == 3>>[[Choose Prenatal Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Pregnancy Training Main']] - Train to become better at handling pregnancy, and learn how to increase your fertility - 100 G.G.P - You've already mastered this skill<<else>>[[Choose Prenatal Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Pregnancy Training Main']] - Train to become better at handling pregnancy, and learn how to increase your fertility - 500 G.G.P<</if>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>> <<if ($pottyTrainingSkill == 0 && $ggp < 1000) || ($pottyTrainingSkill == 1 && $ggp < 1500) || ($pottyTrainingSkill == 2 && $ggp < 2000) || ($pregnancySkill == 3 && $ggp < 1000) >>Choose Potty Training - Train to become better at avoiding diaper accidents, and learn how to predict your toilet needs - <<if $pottyTrainingSkill == 0>>1000 G.G.P<<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 1>>1500 G.G.P<<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 2>>2000 G.G.P<<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 3>>1000 G.G.P<</if>> - Can't afford<<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 3>>[[Choose Potty Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Potty Training Main']] - Train to become better at avoiding diaper accidents, and learn how to predict your toilet needs - <<if $pottyTrainingSkill == 0>>1000 G.G.P<<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 1>>1500 G.G.P<<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 2>>2000 G.G.P<<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 3>>1000 G.G.P<</if>> G.G.P - You've already mastered this skill<<else>>[[Choose Potty Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Potty Training Main']] - Train to become better at avoiding diaper accidents, and learn how to predict your toilet needs - <<if $pottyTrainingSkill == 0>>1000 G.G.P<<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 1>>1500 G.G.P<<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 2>>2000 G.G.P<<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 3>>1000 G.G.P<</if>><</if>><</if>> Paying Training options: <<if ($diaperWettingPlay == true || $diaperMessingPlay == true) && $diaperSkill != 3>>[[Choose Diaper Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Diaper Training Main']] - Be trained to understand the usefulness of diapers - 2000 G.G.P <<elseif ($diaperWettingPlay == true || $diaperMessingPlay == true) && $diaperSkill == 3>>[[Choose Diaper Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Diaper Training Main']] - Be trained to understand the usefulness of diapers - 500 G.G.P - You've already mastered this skill <</if>><<if $bimboPlay == true && $bimboSkill != 3>> [[Choose Bimbo Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Bimbo Training Main']] - Be trained to have more fun, who doesn't want that? - 2000 G.G.P <<elseif $bimboPlay == true && $bimboSkill == 3>> [[Choose Bimbo Training|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Bimbo Training Main']] - Be trained to to have more fun, who doesn't want that? - 200 G.G.P - You've already mastered this skill <</if>> [[Back to tablet main screen|Use Tablet][$trainingCounter -= 1]]

You open your large <<if $wardrobeType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> wardrobe, the inside doors of the wardrobe are full length mirrors, allowing you to easily examine your appearance. Looking at the clothing and beauty supplies you own, you think about what changes you could make.<<if !$mobileView>> <<if $wardrobeType ==0>>[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/PinkWardrobe.png]]<<else>>[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/BlueWardrobe.png]]<</if>><</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("Makeup Box") != -1>> Sitting on one of the shelves is your makeup box, your Beauty Synth Goo refill bottle placed next to it. Its shiny black surface catching in the light, with the neon pink glowing trim around the edges, you could easily [[investigate your makeup supplies from this position|Wardrobe & Makeup Examine Makeup]].<</if>> Current Clothing: Your currently worn outfit: <<if $currentClothing=="nothing" || $currentClothing=="Naked">>Nothing at all, you're naked<<else>> $currentClothing<</if>> Your currently worn underwear: <<if $currentUnderwear=="Nothing" || $currentUnderwear=="Naked">>No underwear at all<<else>> $currentUnderwear<</if>><<if $neckwear.length <= 0>> Your currently worn neckwear: <<if $currentNeckwear == "None">>No neckwear<<else>>$currentNeckwear<</if>><</if>> Current Nightwear: Your currently planned nightwear selection: <<if $nightClothing=="Naked">>No outfit at all<<else>> $nightClothing<</if>> Your currently planned nightly underwear: <<if $nightUnderwear=="Naked">>No underwear at all<<else>> $nightUnderwear<</if>> [[Plan nightwear|Wardrobe Nightwear]] Favourite Outfit Pre-sets: Favourite Outfit 1: $firstFavouriteOutfit, $firstFavouriteUnderwear<<if $firstFavouriteNeckwear != "None">>, $firstFavouriteNeckwear<</if>><<if $firstFavouriteHairAccessory != "None">>, $firstFavouriteHairAccessory<</if>> [[Wear Outfit 1|Wardrobe & Makeup][if($currentClothing != $firstFavouriteOutfit){$currentClothing = $firstFavouriteOutfit; $clothingCum = false; $clothingUrine = false;}; if($currentUnderwear != $firstFavouriteUnderwear && !$diaperLocked && $diaperMessCounter == 0 && $diaperWetCounter == 0){$currentUnderwear = $firstFavouriteUnderwear; $underwearCum = false; $underwearUrine = false}; if(!$neckwearLocked){$currentNeckwear = $firstFavouriteNeckwear;}; $currentHairAccessory = $firstFavouriteHairAccessory]] | [[Set Outfit 1 as current outfit|Wardrobe & Makeup][$firstFavouriteOutfit = $currentClothing; $firstFavouriteUnderwear = $currentUnderwear; $firstFavouriteNeckwear = $currentNeckwear; $firstFavouriteHairAccessory = $currentHairAccessory]] | [[Clear Outfit 1|Wardrobe & Makeup][$firstFavouriteOutfit = "Naked"; $firstFavouriteUnderwear = "Naked"; $firstFavouriteNeckwear = "None"; $firstFavouriteHairAccessory = "None"]] Favourite Outfit 2: $secondFavouriteOutfit, $secondFavouriteUnderwear<<if $secondFavouriteNeckwear != "None">>, $secondFavouriteNeckwear<</if>><<if $secondFavouriteHairAccessory != "None">>, $secondFavouriteHairAccessory<</if>> [[Wear Outfit 2|Wardrobe & Makeup][if($currentClothing != $secondFavouriteOutfit){$currentClothing = $secondFavouriteOutfit; $clothingCum = false; $clothingUrine = false;}; if($currentUnderwear != $secondFavouriteUnderwear && !$diaperLocked && $diaperMessCounter == 0 && $diaperWetCounter == 0){$currentUnderwear = $secondFavouriteUnderwear; $underwearCum = false; $underwearUrine = false}; if(!$neckwearLocked){$currentNeckwear = $secondFavouriteNeckwear;}; $currentHairAccessory = $secondFavouriteHairAccessory]] | [[Set Outfit 2 as current outfit|Wardrobe & Makeup][$secondFavouriteOutfit = $currentClothing; $secondFavouriteUnderwear = $currentUnderwear; $secondFavouriteNeckwear = $currentNeckwear; $secondFavouriteHairAccessory = $currentHairAccessory]] | [[Clear Outfit 2|Wardrobe & Makeup][$secondFavouriteOutfit = "Naked"; $secondFavouriteUnderwear = "Naked"; $secondFavouriteNeckwear = "None"; $secondFavouriteHairAccessory = "None"]] Favourite Outfit 3: $thirdFavouriteOutfit, $thirdFavouriteUnderwear<<if $thirdFavouriteNeckwear != "None">>, $thirdFavouriteNeckwear<</if>><<if $thirdFavouriteHairAccessory != "None">>, $thirdFavouriteHairAccessory<</if>> [[Wear Outfit 3|Wardrobe & Makeup][if($currentClothing != $thirdFavouriteOutfit){$currentClothing = $thirdFavouriteOutfit; $clothingCum = false; $clothingUrine = false;}; if($currentUnderwear != $thirdFavouriteUnderwear && !$diaperLocked && $diaperMessCounter == 0 && $diaperWetCounter == 0){$currentUnderwear = $thirdFavouriteUnderwear; $underwearCum = false; $underwearUrine = false}; if(!$neckwearLocked){$currentNeckwear = $thirdFavouriteNeckwear;}; $currentHairAccessory = $thirdFavouriteHairAccessory]] | [[Set Outfit 3 as current outfit|Wardrobe & Makeup][$thirdFavouriteOutfit = $currentClothing; $thirdFavouriteUnderwear = $currentUnderwear; $thirdFavouriteNeckwear = $currentNeckwear; $thirdFavouriteHairAccessory = $currentHairAccessory]] | [[Clear Outfit 3|Wardrobe & Makeup][$thirdFavouriteOutfit = "Naked"; $thirdFavouriteUnderwear = "Naked"; $thirdFavouriteNeckwear = "None"; $thirdFavouriteHairAccessory = "None"]] <hr> <<if $mobileView>>Wardrobe Contents: <<if $activeWardrobe.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide outfit collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide outfit collection</button><div id="outfit collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $activeWardrobe.length; _i++>><<if setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($activeWardrobe[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($activeWardrobe[_i])>> <<print setup.OutfitIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.OutfitList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>><<if _x != 0>> <<link `"Put in storage " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe & Makeup">><<set $storedWardrobe.push(setup.OutfitIndex[_x])>><<set _index = $activeWardrobe.indexOf(setup.OutfitIndex[_x])>><<set $activeWardrobe.splice(_index, 1)>><</link>><</if>> <<link `"Put on " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe & Makeup">><<set $currentClothing = setup.OutfitIndex[_x]>><<set $clothingCum = false>><<set $clothingUrine = false>><</link>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<else>><<if $activeWardrobe.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide outfit collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide outfit collection</button><div id="outfit collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Wardrobe Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide outfit collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide outfit collection</button><div id="outfit collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Wardrobe Contents</th> <<for _i to 0; _i < $activeWardrobe.length; _i++>><<if setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($activeWardrobe[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($activeWardrobe[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.OutfitList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>><<if _x != 0>> <<link `"Put in storage " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe & Makeup">><<set $storedWardrobe.push(setup.OutfitIndex[_x])>><<set _index = $activeWardrobe.indexOf(setup.OutfitIndex[_x])>><<set $activeWardrobe.splice(_index, 1)>><</link>><</if>> <<link `"Put on " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe & Makeup">><<set $currentClothing = setup.OutfitIndex[_x]>><<set $clothingCum = false>><<set $clothingUrine = false>><</link>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>><</if>> <hr> <<if $mobileView>>Underwear Drawer Contents: <<if $activeUnderwear.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide underwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide underwear collection</button><div id="underwear collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $activeUnderwear.length; _i++>><<if setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($activeUnderwear[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($activeUnderwear[_i])>> <<print setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.UnderwearList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>><<if _x != 0>> <<link `"Put in storage " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe & Makeup">><<set $storedUnderwear.push(setup.UnderwearIndex[_x])>><<set _index = $activeUnderwear.indexOf(setup.UnderwearIndex[_x])>><<set $activeUnderwear.splice(_index, 1)>><</link>><</if>> <<if $diaperLocked>>Unable to change underwear due to diaper lock<<elseif $diaperMessCounter >=1 || $diaperWetCounter >=1>>Diaper is too used to change<<elseif $currentButtplug != "None" && setup.UnderwearList[_x].ButtPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug <<elseif setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].AnalPlug && setup.UnderwearList[_x] .ButtPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<elseif setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].VaginalPlug && setup.UnderwearList[_x].Dildo>>Cannot wear due to existing vaginal plug<<else>><<link `"Put on " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe & Makeup">><<set $currentUnderwear = setup.UnderwearIndex[_x]>><<set $underwearCum = false>><<set $underwearUrine = false>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $activeUnderwear.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide underwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide underwear collection</button><div id="underwear collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Underwear Drawer Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide underwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide underwear collection</button><div id="underwear collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Underwear Drawer Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $activeUnderwear.length; _i++>><<if setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($activeUnderwear[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($activeUnderwear[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.UnderwearList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>><<if _x != 0>> <<link `"Put in storage " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe & Makeup">><<set $storedUnderwear.push(setup.UnderwearIndex[_x])>><<set _index = $activeUnderwear.indexOf(setup.UnderwearIndex[_x])>><<set $activeUnderwear.splice(_index, 1)>><</link>><</if>> <<if $diaperLocked>>Unable to change underwear due to diaper lock<<elseif $diaperMessCounter >=1 || $diaperWetCounter >=1>>Diaper is too used to change<<elseif $currentButtplug != "None" && setup.UnderwearList[_x].ButtPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug <<elseif setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].AnalPlug && setup.UnderwearList[_x].ButtPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<elseif setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].VaginalPlug && setup.UnderwearList[_x].Dildo>>Cannot wear due to existing vaginal plug<<else>><<link `"Put on " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe & Makeup">><<set $currentUnderwear = setup.UnderwearIndex[_x]>><<set $underwearCum = false>><<set $underwearUrine = false>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <hr> Other Wardrobe and Makeup Options:<<if $inventory.indexOf("Makeup Box") != -1>> [[Examine Makeup Box|Wardrobe & Makeup Examine Makeup]]<</if>><<if $neckwear.length > 0>> [[Browse your neckwear collection|Wardrobe Neckwear]]<</if>><<if $hairAccessories.length > 0>> [[Browse your headwear and hair accessories collection|Wardrobe Headwear]]<</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("Contact lenses kit") != -1>> [[Apply Contact Lens|Wardrobe & Makeup Contact Lens Selection]]<</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("Nailcare kit") != -1>> [[Manicure Finger Nails|Wardrobe & Makeup Finger Nail Selection]] [[Manicure Toe Nails|Wardrobe & Makeup Toe Nail Selection]]<</if>><<if $piercedLowerEar || $piercedUpperEar || $piercedUpperEarBar || $piercedBelly || $piercedNipple || ($piercedClit && $vagina) || $piercedSeptum || $piercedNostril || $piercedTongue>> [[Manage Your Piercings|Wardrobe Piercings]]<</if>> [[Browse your sexual accessories collection|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories]] [[Access wardrobe storage|Wardrobe Storage]] [[Close wardrobe|Room Hub]]

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Thom Van Dinteren Thorsten Gowik Thunderman1984 Tia The Sweetest Darkness Tiffany Massingill Tristan Veroff Troqu Twilight Sunstar Tyson Umbra Kitty Unchainedspade Uninteresting Person Vasadariu Vikteren VinylMix Wild Bill Wolfblade31 WulfBeta Xealir Yarino Tengoku Yolanda Calcutt Zachary Robert Zed De La Paz abandoned anon ardeo bdsmguy brandon btb69beast col26swood crazy litlle psycho deanweir dinnecken3 drake ferrill drew hal enO-oN floccinaucinihilipilification glocknar hello183 ieorandom jackthewriter78 joe khelban34 lego gear leif ericson nope nosyk drofecnul rvfox shaun mallon stormlord will zlatropk</div> <button title="Click to show/hide March 2021" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('March 2021') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('March 2021') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('March 2021') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide March 2021</button><div id="March 2021" style="display:none"> Facility Regular Anthony Hisey Hucow Chloe Scott Wing Silver Facility Client CK Josh Button kas24 Repurposed Graduate AMELIE SEDRAN Blobbing Bronystimson Cate Cooper Chris Hack Erin Blanche Eyyy Foxpacks And Co. FriendlyNeighborhoodBio Goldoa Graffy Ian Kiestler Icelion9i James Scheelk Jeggers Jenkins JihSb Kristen LadyDeath1138 Locavera Lumi-nyan~ Manfred ReÃŸ Mary Sexton Mathew Miss Amy Wuff Myles Oznad PaddedLocks Prince Draco Regan DeLong SSLobotomy Shadow1317 Skywishes Sndra The Dude Thenalek Tommy Dunn brotherthat dani fen hartmut ludwig larve12 nath626 xiCasper Repurposed Trainee Aemiliana AirborneDragon Alex Cortez Alex Laroche Alexander Birkelund Olsen Anders asdas Anthony Sabino Archerko Artem Borovsky Ash Toynton Avery Redburrow Bailey Jacobs Batman1001 Berreig Black Rose Valerie Blauz. Bob CCS Calla Smith CaotKirk Charlatan Charles Hinkle Chris Rankin Christopher Johnson Code Master Silver Connor Leonhardt Cory Metcalf Crazypeople Curious Krissy Dae David Pickles Deadie DemonQueen Sera Donna Dylan Edward Gahring EinherjarSigurd EmoCat21 Eona Ethan Bommer Faustus Strathmoore Ganymedes GayBoyEzreal Godrick Dragon GravityTrash Gregory Johnson Guardx Hanako Lux Hannah Butterline Ian Whitehead InactiveTitan Ion Izador Lera JF Jacob Jones James Brooks Jasper Lane Clovis Jay Schoenhaar Jeff Staley Jeremy Fecteau John Doe Jon Lees Joshaua Stalkfleet Joshua Munford Julian Edwards Kam Khan333 Khii Kingcal96 Kioshi-Aniki Kitsunelord1994 Knotbun3 Konchuking Kromer KrowMD Kurumi312 Kuu Karisma Kyle Bush Laura Davis Lilith Love LiviaY LonelyLuna Lovey The Fandom Boi Lyndon Foale Maggie Denham Magpie Maraistan Mark Heltman Megan McCue MehNope Mia Redfield MiasaurusRex Michael Michael Kopacz Micheal Mirmi Mookachu Morgan Little Nathan Biron NoName2000 Nonya Business Novamarauder Nstrate Nyoko Oscar Perols PbookR Peter Phaos Phenix995 PlushyPanda Poison Mantis Primal Core Prom Knight Q.S. Quizmas Randy Bourcy RazorSharp274 Refractionof RemFox Richard Mertens Ricktin Robert Beardsley Robert rands Ryley Goodine Saul Harrison-coupe Shadowwall123 Sheltem2305 Silver SilverScarab Sirental Sissycumslut Sleepy Smiley345 Smolderwolf SoF_Hellboy Speik SpringMouse Springcrowd . Steven Johnson Steven Knisel Stoyla Verooth Swift Assassin Swift Shot TheVixxbleach . Thorsten Gowik Thunderman1984 Tia The Sweetest Darkness Tiffany Massingill Treyhova Tristan Veroff Troqu Twilight Sunstar Umbra Kitty Unchainedspade Uninteresting Person Vasadariu Vikteren VinylMix Wild Bill Will Holmes Wixace Wolfblade31 WulfBeta Xealir Yarino Tengoku Yolanda Calcutt Zed De La Paz abandoned anon ardeo bdsmguy btb69beast col26swood cool crazy litlle psycho deanweir drew hal enO-oN floccinaucinihilipilification glocknar hello183 hosoboso258 jackthewriter78 lego gear leif ericson nosyk drofecnul rvfox shaun mallon stormlord tvip zlatropk Ð“ÐµÐ¾Ñ€Ð³Ð¸Ð¹ Ð¡Ð¸Ð½ ÐœÐ°ÐºÑÐ¸Ð¼ Ð’Ð¸Ñ‚Ð¾ÑˆÐºÐ¾</div> <button title="Click to show/hide February 2021" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('February 2021') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('February 2021') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('February 2021') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide February 2021</button><div id="February 2021" style="display:none"> Facility Regular Anthony Hisey Hucow Chloe Scott Wing Silver Facility Client CK Josh Button kas24 Repurposed Graduate AMELIE SEDRAN Blobbing Bronystimson Clayton Moore Devon Dent Erin Blanche FriendlyNeighborhoodBio Goldoa Henry Ian Kiestler Icelion9i James Scheelk Jeggers Jenkins JihSb Kristen Lumi-nyan~ Manfred ReÃŸ Mankey136 Mary Sexton Mathew Myles Nichole Cain Oznad PaddedLocks Prince Draco Regan DeLong Ronny SSLobotomy Shadow1317 Skywishes Sndra The Dude Thenalek brotherthat dani fen hartmut ludwig nath626 ragjr99 Repurposed Trainee Adam Ngurah Aemiliana AirborneDragon Alex Cortez Alex Laroche Allison Edwards Anders asdas Anthony Sabino Artem Borovsky Ash Toynton Avery Redburrow Bailey Jacobs Berreig Black Rose Valerie Blauz. Bob CCS Calla Smith CaotKirk Charlatan Charles Hinkle Christian Adalbert Christopher Johnson Code Master Silver Cory Metcalf Crazypeople Curious Krissy David Pickles Deadie DemonQueen Sera Donna Eccentric_K Edward Gahring EinherjarSigurd EmoCat21 Eona Ethan Bommer Faustus Strathmoore Ganymedes Gavin Lane GayBoyEzreal George Washington Godrick Dragon GravityTrash Gregory Johnson Guardx Hanako Lux Hannah Butterline Ian Whitehead InactiveTitan Its4quenten Izador Lera JF Jacob Jones James Brooks Jasper Lane Clovis Jay Schoenhaar Jeff Staley Jennifer Green Jeremy Fecteau John Doe Jon Lees Joshaua Stalkfleet Joshua Munford Julian Edwards Kaerimasu2 Kam Khan333 Khii Kingcal96 Kioshi-Aniki Kitsunelord1994 Kitt Kromer KrowMD Kuro Kurumi312 Kuu Karisma Kyle Bush LadyDeath1138 Laura Davis Lilith Love Littlest.boy LiviaY Lyndon Foale Maggie Denham Magpie Maraistan Marcus Mark Heltman Megan McCue MehNope Mia Redfield MiasaurusRex Michael Michael Kopacz Micheal MineRob99 Mirmi Mookachu Morgan Little NoName2000 Novamarauder Nstrate Null Fame Nyoko Oscar Perols PbookR Peter Phaos Phenix995 PlushyPanda Poison Mantis Primal Core Prom Knight Q.S. 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Thorsten Gowik Thunderman1984 Tia The Sweetest Darkness Tiffany Massingill Tristan Veroff Troqu Umbra Kitty Vasadariu Vikteren W A Wild Bill Will Holmes Wixace Wolfblade31 WulfBeta Xealir Xeepoc Yolanda Calcutt Zed De La Paz abandoned ardeo btb69beast col26swood cool crazy litlle psycho deanweir dinnecken3 enO-oN floccinaucinihilipilification glocknar hello183 hosoboso258 jackthewriter78 lego gear leif ericson ningling nosyk drofecnul rvfox shaun mallon stormlord syota kato tom steiniger tvip zlatropk Ð“ÐµÐ¾Ñ€Ð³Ð¸Ð¹ Ð¡Ð¸Ð½ ÐœÐ°ÐºÑÐ¸Ð¼ Ð’Ð¸Ñ‚Ð¾ÑˆÐºÐ¾</div> <button title="Click to show/hide January 2021" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('January 2021') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('January 2021') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('January 2021') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide January 2021</button><div id="January 2021" style="display:none"> Facility Regular Hucow Chloe Scott Wing Silver Facility Client CK Josh Button kas24 Repurposed Graduate Clayton Moore Erin Blanche Ian Kiestler Icelion9i James Scheelk JihSb Kristen Lumi-nyan~ Manfred ReÃŸ Mankey136 Mary Sexton Myles Nichole Cain Oznad PaddedLocks Prince Draco Regan DeLong Ronny SSLobotomy Shadow1317 Skywishes Sndra The Dude brotherthat dani fen hartmut ludwig nath626 ragjr99 Repurposed Trainee Adam Ngurah Aemiliana AirborneDragon Al Jona Aladdin-kun Alex Cortez Alex Laroche Allison Edwards Anders asdas Artem Borovsky Aubreyy Austin Gorick Avery Redburrow Bailey Jacobs Berreig Big Hoss Toy Room Black Rose Valerie Blauz. Bob Brandon Clackett Brett Moore CCS Calla Smith Cameron Warmbo CaotKirk Charlatan Charles Hinkle Christian Adalbert Christopher Johnson Cory Metcalf Crazypeople Curious Krissy David Pickles Deadie DefectiveGamer Donna Eccentric_K EinherjarSigurd EmoCat21 Eona Ethan Bommer Faustus Strathmoore Gavin Lane Godrick Dragon Good Gentleman Gregory Johnson Guardx Ian Whitehead InactiveTitan Izador Lera JF Jacob Jones Jasper Lane Clovis JayDee Jeff Staley Jeremy Fecteau Jon Lees Joshaua Stalkfleet Joshua Curtis Joshua Munford Julian Edwards Kam Khan333 Kingcal96 KrowMD Kyle Bush LadyDeath1138 Laura Davis Lilith Love Littlest.boy LiviaY Lyndon Foale Maggie Denham Maraistan Mark Heltman Mat Hyden Megan McCue MehNope Mia Redfield MiasaurusRex Michael Michael Kopacz MichaÅ‚ Komorowski MineRob99 Mirmi Mookachu Morgan Little Nephili NoName2000 Novamarauder Nstrate Null Fame Nyoko Oscar Perols PbookR Phaos Phenix995 PlushyPanda Poison Mantis Primal Core Prom Knight Q.S. Quizmas Randy Bourcy RazorSharp274 Refractionof RemFox Richard Mertens Ricktin Saul Harrison-coupe Shadowwall123 SilverScarab Sirental Sissycumslut Sleepy Smiley345 SoF_Hellboy Springcrowd . Steven Johnson Steven Knisel Stoyla Verooth Swift Assassin TheRealMrGamer TheVixxbleach . Thorsten Gowik Thunderman1984 Tia The Sweetest Darkness Tom Darr Treyhova Troqu Umbra Kitty Vasadariu Vikteren W A Wild Bill Wixace WulfBeta Xealir Yi Zhao Zed De La Paz abandoned crazy litlle psycho deanweir glocknar hello183 hosoboso258 ieorandom jackthewriter78 lego gear leif ericson little Pun Dragon nosyk drofecnul sarosal shaun mallon stormlord syota kato tom steiniger zlatropk Ð“ÐµÐ¾Ñ€Ð³Ð¸Ð¹ Ð¡Ð¸Ð½ ÐœÐ°ÐºÑÐ¸Ð¼ Ð’Ð¸Ñ‚Ð¾ÑˆÐºÐ¾</div> <button title="Click to show/hide 2020 Patreon Supporters" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('2020 Patreon Supporters') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('2020 Patreon Supporters') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('2020 Patreon Supporters') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide 2020 Patreon Supporters</button><div id="2020 Patreon Supporters" style="display:none"> <button title="Click to show/hide December 2020" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('December 2020') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('December 2020') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('December 2020') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide December 2020</button><div id="December 2020" style="display:none"> Facility Regular Scott Wing Silver Facility Client CK Josh Button kas24 Repurposed Graduate Erin Blanche Icelion9i James Scheelk JihSb Kristen Lumi-nyan~ Manfred ReÃŸ Mankey136 Mary Sexton Myles Oznad PaddedLocks Prince Draco Regan DeLong Ronny RoyalDragon SSLobotomy Shadow1317 Skywishes Sndra The Dude brotherthat dani fen nath626 ragjr99 Repurposed Trainee Adam Ngurah Aemiliana AirborneDragon Al Jona Allison Edwards Anders asdas Artem Borovsky Bailey Jacobs Berreig Black Rose Valerie Bob Bob Ross Brett Moore Brian Niceley Calla Smith CallieRose Cameron Warmbo CaotKirk Charles Hinkle Christian Adalbert Christopher Johnson Cory Metcalf Crazypeople Curious Krissy David Pickles Deadie DefectiveGamer Eccentric_K EmoCat21 Eona Ethan Bommer Faustus Strathmoore Gavin Lane Godrick Dragon Good Gentleman Gregory Johnson Guardx Haneia Hirosin Hucow Chloe InactiveTitan Izador Lera JF Jacob Jones Jasper Lane Clovis JayDee Jeff Staley Jeremy Fecteau Jon Lees Jordan Mitchelle Jordan Smith Joshaua Stalkfleet Joshua Munford Julian Edwards Kam Katelynn Bell Khan333 Kingcal96 Kitsunelord1994 Kria KrowMD Kyle Bush Kyle Kov LadyDeath1138 Laura Davis Lilith Love Littlest.boy LiviaY Lyndon Foale Maggie Denham Maraistan Mat Hyden Megan McCue MehNope Mia Redfield MiasaurusRex Michael Michael Kopacz MichaÅ‚ Komorowski Mirmi Mookachu Morgan Little Nephili NoName2000 Novamarauder Nstrate Null Fame Nyoko Oscar Perols PbookR Phaos PlushyPanda Primal Core Prom Knight Q.S. Quizmas Randy Bourcy RazorSharp274 Refractionof RemFox Richard Mertens Ricktin Saul Harrison-coupe Shadowwall123 SilverScarab Sirental Sissycumslut Sleepy Smiley345 SoF_Hellboy Springcrowd . Steven Johnson Steven Knisel Stian Ã˜verby Stoyla Verooth Swift Assassin TheRealMrGamer TheVixxbleach . Theron Thorsten Gowik Troqu Vasadariu Ven Moonwall Vikteren Vrocket W A Wild Bill WulfBeta Xealir Yi Zhao Zed De La Paz allthegood bdsmguy crazy litlle psycho deanweir derek moxley glocknar hello183 hosoboso258 jackthewriter78 jimmy juniper harris leif ericson malus marc samuel s j s sarosal shaun mallon stormlord syota kato tom steiniger tyler watson ÐœÐ°ÐºÑÐ¸Ð¼ Ð’Ð¸Ñ‚Ð¾ÑˆÐºÐ¾</div> <button title="Click to show/hide November 2020" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('November 2020') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('November 2020') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('November 2020') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide November 2020</button><div id="November 2020" style="display:none"> Facility Regular Anthony Hisey Scott Wing Silver Facility Client CK Josh Button kas24 Repurposed Graduate Brighambing Cahl Erin Blanche Icelion9i James Scheelk JihSb Kristen Lumi-nyan~ Manfred ReÃŸ Mankey136 Mary Sexton Oreo Oznad PaddedLocks Prince Draco Regan DeLong SSLobotomy Shadow1317 Skywishes Sndra The Dude brotherthat dani fen nath626 ragjr99 Repurposed Trainee Adam Ngurah AirborneDragon Allison Edwards Artem Borovsky Black Rose Valerie Bob Brett Moore Calla Smith CallieRose Cameron Warmbo CaotKirk Charles Hinkle Christian Adalbert Christopher Johnson Crazypeople Curious Krissy DarkhelmFx DarnMoon David Pickles Deadie DefectiveGamer Eccentric_K EmoCat21 Eona Ethan Bommer Faustus Strathmoore Gavin Lane Godrick Dragon Good Gentleman Gregory Johnson Guardx Haneia Hek Hirosin Hucow Chloe HyperHamburger InactiveTitan JF Jacob Jones Jasper Lane Clovis JayDee Jeff Staley Jeremy Fecteau Jon Lees Joshaua Stalkfleet Joshua Munford Kalli Raya Kam Karlimero Kasey Sordy Kingcal96 Kitsunelord1994 Kria Kristen KrowMD Kyle Bush Kyle Kov LadyDeath1138 Laura Davis Lilith Love Lily Alexia Collins Littlest.boy LiviaY LukeAHanna Lyndon Foale Madison Boutwell Megan McCue MehNope Mia Redfield MiasaurusRex Michael Michael Kopacz Mookachu Morgan Little Myrddin Starfari Nephili NoName2000 Novamarauder Nstrate Nyoko Oscar Perols PbookR Phaos PlushyPanda Prom Knight Q.S. Quizmas Randy Bourcy RazorSharp274 Refractionof Richard Mertens Ricktin Saul Harrison-coupe Shadowwall123 Shawn Cross SilverScarab Sirental Sissycumslut Sleepy SoF_Hellboy Springcrowd . Steven Johnson Steven Knisel Stian Ã˜verby Stoyla Verooth TheRealMrGamer TheVixxbleach . Tia The Sweetest Darkness Troqu Vasadariu Ven Moonwall Vikteren W A Wild Bill WulfBeta Xealir Yi Zhao ZOYVUT Zed De La Paz allthegood crazy litlle psycho deanweir glocknar hello183 hosoboso258 ieorandom jackthewriter78 leif ericson malus s j s sarosal shaun mallon stormlord syota kato tom steiniger tyler watson wraithfive</div> <button title="Click to show/hide October 2020" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('October 2020') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('October 2020') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('October 2020') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide October 2020</button><div id="October 2020" style="display:none"> Facility Regular Anthony Hisey Scott Wing Silver Facility Client CK Josh Button kas24 Repurposed Graduate AlexShii BhevHD Brighambing Cahl Dwan Erin Blanche Icelion9i James Scheelk JihSb Justin Gooch Kristen Lumi-nyan~ Manfred ReÃŸ Mankey136 Mary Sexton Oreo Oznad PaddedLocks Prince Draco Regan DeLong SSLobotomy Shadow1317 Skywishes Sndra Stian Ã˜verby The Dude WubWubPwny Zenith brotherthat nath626 ragjr99 stuphat Repurposed Trainee Adam Ngurah AirborneDragon Aladdin-kun Allison Edwards Artem Borovsky Black Rose Valerie Bob Brett Moore Calla Smith CallieRose Cameron Warmbo CaotKirk Charles Hinkle Christian Adalbert Christopher Johnson Crazypeople Curious Krissy DarkPixie665 DarkhelmFx DarnMoon David Pickles Deadie DefectiveGamer Eccentric_K EmoCat21 Eona Ethan Bommer Faustus Strathmoore Freshly Cut Lawn Galaxy-Eyes Gareth G Evans Gavin Lane Godrick Dragon Good Gentleman Gregory Johnson Guardx Haneia Hek Hirosin Hucow Chloe HyperHamburger InactiveTitan JDylan Jacas JF Jack Jacob Jones Jasper Lane Clovis JayDee Jeff Fenton Jeff Staley Jeremy Fecteau Jon Lees Joshaua Stalkfleet Kalli Raya Kam Kasey Sordy Kingcal96 Kitsunelord1994 Kria Kristen KrowMD Kyle Bush Kyle Kov LadyDeath1138 Laura Davis Littlest.boy Lyndon Foale Matthew Mortlock Megan McCue MehNope Mia Redfield MiasaurusRex Michael Michael Kopacz Mookachu Morgan Little Myrddin Starfari Nephili NoName2000 Novamarauder Nyoko Oscar Perols PbookR Perseus_paradox Phaos PlushyPanda Prom Knight Q.S. Quizmas Rageoholic Randy Bourcy Raven Night RazorSharp274 Refractionof Richard Mertens Ricktin Saul Harrison-coupe Shadowwall123 Shawn Cross SilverScarab Sirental Sissycumslut Sleepy SoF_Hellboy Springcrowd . Steven Johnson Steven Knisel Stoyla Verooth Tene The Imaginer TheVixxbleach . Tia The Sweetest Darkness Troqu Vasadariu Ven Moonwall Vikteren W A Wild Bill WulfBeta Xealir Yi Zhao Zed De La Paz Zombs allthegood crazy litlle psycho dani fen glocknar hello183 ieorandom jackthewriter78 leif ericson malus s j s sarosal shaun mallon stormlord syota kato tom steiniger wraithfive</div> <button title="Click to show/hide September 2020" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('September 2020') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('September 2020') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('September 2020') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide September 2020</button><div id="September 2020" style="display:none"> Facility Regular Anthony Hisey Scott Wing Silver Facility Client CK Josh Button kas24 Repurposed Graduate BhevHD Brighambing Dwan Erin Blanche James Scheelk JihSb John Edmundson Justin Gooch Kristen Lumi-nyan~ Maggie Denham Manfred ReÃŸ Mankey136 Mary Sexton Oreo PaddedLocks Prince Draco Riotmeds SSLobotomy Shadow1317 Skywishes Sndra Snuggles Stephen Allen The Dude Thorin Lyons Volcanic Angel WubWubPwny Zenith nath626 ragjr99 Repurposed Trainee Adam Ngurah AirborneDragon Allison Edwards Artem Borovsky Asara Dreemurr Benny BÃ¤nger Black Rose Valerie Bob Calla Smith Cameron Warmbo Cammi CaotKirk Charles Hinkle Christian Adalbert Christopher Johnson Crazypeople Curious Krissy DarkhelmFx DarnMoon David Pickles Deadie DefectiveGamer Donna Eccentric_K Eli O'Neal EmoCat21 Eona Ethan Bommer Faustus Strathmoore Freshly Cut Lawn Galaxy-Eyes Gareth G Evans Godrick Dragon Good Gentleman Gregory Johnson Guardx Haneia Hirosin Hucow Chloe Hunter Grimes HyperHamburger InactiveTitan JDylan Jacas Jacob Jones Jasper Lane Clovis JayDee Jeff Staley Jeremy Fecteau Jon Lees Josh Joshaua Stalkfleet Kalli Raya Kam Kasey Sordy Kingcal96 Kitsunelord1994 Kria Kristen KrowMD Kuro Kyle Bush Kyle Kov LadyDeath1138 Laura Davis Littlest.boy Lolix Lukas KÃ¶lsch Lyndon Foale Matthew Mortlock Megan McCue MehNope Mia Redfield Michael Michael Kopacz Microwave Pizza Monotov Mookachu Morgan Little Nephili Nice to-Thetya NoName2000 Novamarauder Nyoko Oscar Perols PbookR Perseus_paradox Phaos PlushyPanda Prom Knight Proto Saber Q.S. Quizmas Randy Bourcy Raven Night RazorSharp274 Red Viking Refractionof Richard Mertens Ricktin Sarah Underwood Saul Harrison-coupe Seabee Son Shadowwall123 SilverScarab Sirental Sissycumslut Sleepy SoF_Hellboy Someone Somewhere Springcrowd . Stephen Steven Johnson Steven Knisel Stoyla Verooth TheEngGuy TheVixxbleach . Thunderman1984 Tia The Sweetest Darkness Troqu Vasadariu Ven Moonwall Vikteren Wild Bill WulfBeta Yi Zhao Zed De La Paz Zombs allthegood crazy litlle psycho dani fen glocknar hello183 hevenlyhell64 ieorandom jackthewriter78 leif ericson michael patrick murphy rogercheese s j s sarosal shaun mallon stormlord syota kato tom steiniger wraithfive</div> <button title="Click to show/hide August 2020" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('August 2020') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('August 2020') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('August 2020') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide August 2020</button><div id="August 2020" style="display:none"> Facility Regular Anthony Hisey Scott Wing Silver Facility Client CK Josh Button kas24 Repurposed Graduate BhevHD Brighambing Dwan Erin Blanche James Scheelk JihSb John Edmundson Justin Gooch Kristen Lumi-nyan~ Maggie Denham Manfred ReÃŸ Mankey136 Mary Sexton Oreo PaddedLocks Prince Draco Riotmeds SSLobotomy Shadow1317 Skywishes Sndra Snuggles Stephen Allen The Dude Thorin Lyons Volcanic Angel WubWubPwny Zenith nath626 ragjr99 Repurposed Trainee Adam Ngurah AirborneDragon Allison Edwards Artem Borovsky Asara Dreemurr Benny BÃ¤nger Black Rose Valerie Bob Calla Smith Cameron Warmbo Cammi CaotKirk Charles Hinkle Christian Adalbert Christopher Johnson Crazypeople Curious Krissy DarkhelmFx DarnMoon David Pickles Deadie DefectiveGamer Donna Eccentric_K Eli O'Neal EmoCat21 Eona Ethan Bommer Faustus Strathmoore Freshly Cut Lawn Galaxy-Eyes Gareth G Evans Godrick Dragon Good Gentleman Gregory Johnson Guardx Haneia Hirosin Hucow Chloe Hunter Grimes HyperHamburger InactiveTitan JDylan Jacas Jacob Jones Jasper Lane Clovis JayDee Jeff Staley Jeremy Fecteau Jon Lees Josh Joshaua Stalkfleet Kalli Raya Kam Kasey Sordy Kingcal96 Kitsunelord1994 Kria Kristen KrowMD Kuro Kyle Bush Kyle Kov LadyDeath1138 Laura Davis Littlest.boy Lolix Lukas KÃ¶lsch Lyndon Foale Matthew Mortlock Megan McCue MehNope Mia Redfield Michael Michael Kopacz Microwave Pizza Monotov Mookachu Morgan Little Nephili Nice to-Thetya NoName2000 Novamarauder Nyoko Oscar Perols PbookR Perseus_paradox Phaos PlushyPanda Prom Knight Proto Saber Q.S. Quizmas Randy Bourcy Raven Night RazorSharp274 Red Viking Refractionof Richard Mertens Ricktin Sarah Underwood Saul Harrison-coupe Seabee Son Shadowwall123 SilverScarab Sirental Sissycumslut Sleepy SoF_Hellboy Someone Somewhere Springcrowd . Stephen Steven Johnson Steven Knisel Stoyla Verooth TheEngGuy TheVixxbleach . Thunderman1984 Tia The Sweetest Darkness Troqu Vasadariu Ven Moonwall Vikteren Wild Bill WulfBeta Yi Zhao Zed De La Paz Zombs allthegood crazy litlle psycho dani fen glocknar hello183 hevenlyhell64 ieorandom jackthewriter78 leif ericson michael patrick murphy rogercheese s j s sarosal shaun mallon stormlord syota kato tom steiniger wraithfive</div> <button title="Click to show/hide July 2020" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('July 2020') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('July 2020') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('July 2020') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide July 2020</button><div id="July 2020" style="display:none"> Facility Regular Wing Silver Scott Anthony Hisey Facility Client kas24 Josh Button CK Repurposed Graduate ragjr99 nath626 Zenith Volcanic Angel The Dude Stephen Allen Snuggles Sndra Skywishes Shadow1317 SSLobotomy Riotmeds Prince Draco Pippin Repurposed Trainee yung yeet tom steiniger stormlord shaun mallon sarosal s j s leif ericson jmcscore hevenlyhell64 hello183 glocknar dani fen crazy litlle psycho bdsmguy allthegood Zombs Zaya Wibri Yi Zhao WulfBeta Wild Bill Vikteren Ven Moonwall Vasadariu Troqu Tia The Sweetest Darkness Thunderman1984 TheVixxbleach . TheEngGuy Stoyla Verooth Steven Knisel Steven Johnson Stephen SoF_Hellboy Sleepy Sissycumslut Sirental SilverScarab Shadowwall123 Seabee Son Ross Miller Ricktin Richard Mertens Refractionof Red Viking RazorSharp274 Raven Night Rapid Ralph Quizmas Q.S. Proto Saber Prom Knight PlushyPanda Phaos PbookR Oscar Perols Novamarauder NoName2000 Nikola Brault Nephili Nathaniel Ownbey Morgan Little Monotov Microwave Pizza Michael Kopacz Michael Mia Redfield MehNope Megan McCue Matthew Mortlock Lyndon Foale Lolix Laura Davis LadyDeath1138 Kyle Kov Kyle Bush KrowMD Kristen Kitsunelord1994 Kingcal96 Kam Kalli Raya Joshaua Stalkfleet Jon Lees Jeremy Fecteau JayDee Jasper Lane Clovis Jacob Jones JDylan Jacas InactiveTitan HyperHamburger Hunter Grimes Hirosin Haneia Guardx Gregory Johnson Good Gentleman Godrick Dragon Gareth G Evans Galaxy-Eyes Freshly Cut Lawn Forsaken City Faustus Strathmoore Ethan Bommer EmoCat21 Eli O'Neal Eccentric_K Dragonraelms DefectiveGamer Deadie David Pickles Daryl Vine DarnMoon DarkhelmFx Curious Krissy Crazypeople Christopher Johnson Charles Hinkle CaotKirk Cameron Warmbo Calla Smith Bob Buttons Bob Black Rose Valerie BipShit.mp3 Asara Dreemurr Artem Borovsky Allison Edwards AirborneDragon Adrian Lee Adam Ngurah PaddedLocks Oreo Mary Sexton Mankey136 Manfred ReÃŸ Lumi-nyan~ Lachnep Kristen Kathryn Skipping-Reynolds Justin Gooch John Edmundson JihSb Icelion9i Erin Blanche Empress Z Dwan Chris Hack Brighambing BhevHD</div> <button title="Click to show/hide July 2020" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('July 2020') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('July 2020') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('July 2020') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide July 2020</button><div id="July 2020" style="display:none"> Facility Regular Anthony Hisey Scott Wing Silver Facility Client CK Josh Button kas24 Repurposed Graduate BhevHD Bon Mcilraith Chris Hack Dwan Erin Blanche Icelion9i JihSb John Edmundson Justin Gooch Kathryn Skipping-Reynolds Kazard Kristen Lumi-nyan~ Manfred ReÃŸ Mankey136 Mary Sexton Oreo PaddedLocks Pippin Prince Draco Riotmeds SSLobotomy Shadow1317 Skywishes Sndra Snuggles Stephen Allen Supernova The Dude Volcanic Angel nath626 ragjr99 Repurposed Trainee Adam Ngurah Adrian Lee AirborneDragon Al Jona Alexis Allison Edwards Artem Borovsky Black Rose Valerie Calla Smith Cameron Warmbo CaotKirk Charles Hinkle Christopher Johnson Craig Driscoll Crazypeople Curious Chris Daniel Joseph Power DarkhelmFx DarnMoon David Pickles Deadie DevilWulf Eccentric_K Eli O'Neal EmoCat21 Ethan Bommer Faustus Strathmoore Galaxy-Eyes Gareth G Evans Godrick Dragon Good account name Gregory Johnson Guardx Haneia Hirosin Hunter Grimes Ich Ich InactiveTitan JDylan Jacas Jasper Lane Clovis Jeremy Fecteau Jon Lees Joshaua Stalkfleet KaitouLuminous Kalli Raya Kam Kingcal96 Kody Kristen KrowMD Kyle Kov Laura Davis Lolix Luna jungman Lyndon Foale Mads Hvid Andersen Maggie Denham Megan McCue MehNope Michael Kopacz Michael Monotov Morgan Little Nathaniel Ownbey Nephili Nikola Brault Novamarauder Oscar Perols PbookR Phaos Prom Knight Proto Saber Quizmas Raven Night RazorSharp274 Red Viking Refractionof Richard Mertens Ricktin Ross Miller Seabee Son Shadowwall123 SilverScarab Sirental Sissycumslut Sleepy SoF_Hellboy Stanley Bishop-Rosal Stephen Steven Johnson Steven Knisel Stoyla Verooth Subbie Slut Sylum TheVixxbleach . 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mawhorter Michael Sndra Nephili Jhon Doe Jack Tuxbury Gavin Lane John Edmundson Cutthroatjake Erin Blanche Repurposed Trainee Caleb Alexander Athonvarangkul Novamarauder Trevor Piatt Matthew Mortlock Kevin Collins GamePlayer Curious Chris wes9511 Gregory Johnson FireKampfer John Smith Shadow Alex Moriarty Faustus Strathmoore Christiane bingham rich Phaos Subbie Slut CaotKirk Joshua Grimes Ethirical Kyralon Karl B hevenlyhell64 William Spiller mid-boss Francesco Jacobellis Cyril guillas Vasadariu Craig Driscoll Jasper Lane Clovis Eccentric_K Innokentiy Chekhov Jon Lees Dakota Hull Wolfhound3060 ieorandom Morgan Little Shadowwall123 Tsereth Wolf Comisar PbookR redman Vikteren Deadie Colin E Christopher James McDaniel Kevin Van Damme Kylieth Seras hnt11 Theron Alicia W Ticklepie malus Alexnder Elliott Dustin Cooper WulfBeta Godrick Dragon Kela Ravenwood Jeremy Fecteau Crazypeople Newoldman Gradiance Adam chopperman19 Maraistan RiceAttack EmberQuill NappingMoss TheHunter Mello Ten Josh 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Oller Dakota Weigel Trent KEnward Dustin Cooper Kusoneko Deredec Corentin Nephili Kela Ravenwood patrick seim chopperman19 mike m Andrey Kulikov NexusCron eddie holland Kittychan Kaycee Stout Hunter Grimes Kaira Shiane Alex Frusher Jack Ryan Joshua Booth bluefox Somedude </div> <button title="Click to show/hide Mar 2018" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Mar 2018') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Mar 2018') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Mar 2018') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide Mar 2018</button><div id="Mar 2018" style="display:none"> Facility Warden Erin Blanche Facility Superstar Dixon Harden Facility Regular malus Vicious Koala Repurposed Graduate Alex Shawn H Cross steven macintosh PaddedLocks Prince Draco Stephen Subbie Slut Stefan Guadagnini Thomas dallas johnson Raven Night SSLobotomy Kristen Seras Not Willing ethan smith Kitsunelord1994 Gavin Lane alia muss Cutthroatjake Repurposed Trainee Mata Novamarauder Swift Shot Kalnrodaen deamonmaster GamePlayer Pyrogenic Gregory Johnson Robert A Johnson Faustus Strathmoore Christiane bingham Phaos JohnCenaDidNothingWrong gault57 Ennis Massey Nora Knox J Daniel LK Kendall9000 Helixfossilosu Alex Bob Johnson zzq Tibby Dobbs Vasadariu shinblam xiponk Sheenariel thomas bernard ShyinFin Moon Akuhei Wolfhound3060 Jason Reding AirborneDragon Deadie Anon Donor Colin E rowss Kyle Nare Kylieth Blaat Reverie Bizarre Deleyo William J. Oller Hartmanns Youkai Dakota Weigel Dustin Cooper Kusoneko Deredec Corentin Nephili Kela Ravenwood Harry Franklins Steven Forsythe patrick seim chopperman19 Rose Murray mike m James Edison Anon eddie holland Kaycee Stout Kaira Shiane Alex Frusher Joshua Booth bluefox Somedude </div> <button title="Click to show/hide Feb 2018" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Feb 2018') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Feb 2018') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Feb 2018') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide Feb 2018</button><div id="Feb 2018" style="display:none"> Facility Warden ErinBlanche Facility Superstar DixonHarden Facility Regular malus ViciousKoala Repurposed Graduate Babyluka stevenmacintosh PrinceDraco Stephen SubbieSlut StefanGuadagnini Thomas Jeddaven AutumnJeane Lawton SSLobotomy Seras NotWilling Kitsunelord1994 aliamuss Cutthroatjake Repurposed Trainee Geisttower Novamarauder SwiftShot deamonmaster Pyrogenic GregoryJohnson RobertA Johnson Nuggets FaustusStrathmoore Christianebingham Phaos gault57 EnnisMassey NoraKnox J Kendall9000 JamesMichael McClendon Scarecrowlust Alex zzq TibbyDobbs Vasadariu xiponk Sheenariel thomasbernard AsaraDreemurr Akuhei Wolfhound3060 RayWolf AirborneDragon Deadie ColinE rowss Emerlaus WillCaulder Blaat ReverieBizarre StevenOlson Deleyo Myrraven WilliamJ. Oller HartmannsYoukai TylerMichael AleksisLindewall DustinCooper Kusoneko DeredecCorentin Nephili HarryFranklins GavinLane patrickseim RoseMurray mikem Anon MattKumiho eddieholland MatthewCook KairaShiane AlexFrusher bren FrankyLe JoshuaBooth bluefox Somedude </div> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide older supporters" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('old supporters') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('old supporters') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('old supporters') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide older supporters</button><div id="old supporters" style="display:none"> Facility Warden: deamonmaster x 3 Erin Blanche x 4 Facility Regular: Malus x 5 Vicious Koala x 3 Facility Client: Mike x 2 Repurposed Graduate: An Oracle x 2 Babyluka x 6 Steven macintosh x Stephen x 2 Subbie Slut x 2 Alex x 2 Dude George x 4 Stefan Guadaganini x 4 Thomas x 2 dallas johnson Allthegood x 4 Jeddaven x 7 power_puffG dempsey Wim x 2 MBN x 2 Lobolemerik x 3 Autumn Jeane Lawton x 2 GannonPower x 2 Alexander Mackenzie Seras x 6 Cameron Locke x 5 Not Willing x 6 Bert Oostveen Kitsunelord1994 alia muss x 3 Cutthroatjake x 6 Shawn Cross x 2 Repurposed Trainee: Lightwolf That Smirking Cat x 4 Novamarauder x 5 Dude George Drunken-pope x 2 Ode to venus Deamonmaster x 4 Jan Oswald Pyrogenic x 5 Gregory Johnson x 2 Nuggets x 2 Faustus Strathmoore Christiane bingham Balthamel19 3F mutatiio x 2 Phaos x 8 Ennis Massey Alphonse Uno Frosty TB x 2 mahdeennave x 4 Nora Nox x 5 Kendall9000 Comet Juniper James Michael McClendon Dante45 x 3 Michael Hupton JedCavitt x 2 scarecrowlust Kieran alexander Dapp Dan Alice x 2 Michael Hupton Zzq x 5 Tibby Dobbs Michael Fendley x 2 Vasadariu x 5 allthegood Hymne Dylan Meyers Xiponk x 3 Midnight sky Sheenariel x 6 Justin Mathewson Asara Dreemurr x 2 Moon x 3 Akuhei x 2 Wolfhound3060 x 4 WhatJustHappened x 3 Ray Wolf x 4 Nephili x 8 Timithios x 7 glocknar x2 Deredec Corentin x 8 Shawn Cross Geisttower x 7 thomas bernard x 6 Aoth x 5 Autumn Jean Lawton Koronor x 2 AirborneDragon x 5 Deadie x 2 Colin E x 2 Emerlaus Shane Alexander Mackenzie WillCaulder x 2 Karl Dagenais-Gagné x 3 Maurice Conchis x 4 George Washington x 5 Christian Southworth Steven Olson x 3 Deleyo x 3 Myrraven Willian J. 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<<checkMonth>><<if lastVisited("Room Hub") is 1>>You leave your room and enter your dormitory atrium, trying to decide where to go next.<<else>>You walk back into the lift and head back to your dormitory floor to try to decide where to go next.<</if>> <<set $random = random(1,100)>><<if $random<=5 && $random>=1>><<include [[Dorm Hub Fuck Doll]]>><<elseif $random<=10 && $random>=6 && $abdlPlay == true>><<include [[Dorm Hub ABDL Lost Toy]]>><<elseif $random<=15 && $random>=11>><<include [[Dorm Hub Cat Maid Meet]]>><<elseif $random<=20 && $random>=16 && ($currentMonth == 9 || $seasonalEvents)>><<include [[Dorm Hub Seasonal Candy]]>><<elseif $random<=25 && $random>=21 && $lactationPlay>><<include [[Dorm Hub Crated Hucow Start]]>><<elseif $random<=30 && $random>=26>><<include [[Dorm Hub Bimbo Scavenger Hunt Start]]>><<elseif $random<=35 && $random>=31>><<include [[Dorm Hub Bunny Maid Meet]]>><<elseif $random<=40 && $random>=36 && $petPlay && $sexualPreference != 2>><<include [[Dorm Hub Puppy Girl Walk]]>><<else>>You see nothing out of the ordinary as you walk around the dormitory atrium.<</if>> Do you:<<if $abdlTrainerTask == 6 && !$abdlTrainerTaskComplete && (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3)>> [[Ask a random guard to check your diaper|Dorm Hub Diaper Check Task][$abdlTrainerTaskComplete = true]]<<elseif $abdlTrainerTask == 6 && !$abdlTrainerTaskComplete>> You can’t ask a guard for a diaper check as you aren’t wearing one.<</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("R&D Department key card") != -1>> <a data-passage="Alice Body Quest Start">Use key card to access R&D department for Alice</a><</if>><<if $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && !$jessFirstQuestGaryRemoved && $jessFirstQuestDaysLeft <= 0>> [[Visit Agent Gary’s apartment|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Out Of Time][$jessFirstQuestComplete = true; $jessFirstQuestEnding = 1]]<<elseif $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestSabotage>> [[Visit Agent Gary’s apartment|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Gary Removed]]<<elseif $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestGaryRemoved>> [[Visit Agent Gary’s apartment|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Gary Removed]]<<elseif $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && $time == 7>> [[Visit Agent Gary’s apartment|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Night Visit]]<<elseif $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete>> [[Visit Agent Gary’s apartment|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Day Visit]]<</if>><<if $jessFirstQuestComplete && !$jessSlave && !$jessRoommate && $jessFirstQuestEnding != 1 && $jessFirstQuestEnding != 9>> <a data-passage="Dorm Hub Jess">Go over to see Jess</a><</if>> <a data-passage="Room Hub">Go back to your room</a> <a data-passage="Dorm Bathroom">Go to the dorm bathroom</a> <a data-passage="Dorm Gym">Go to the dorm gym</a> <a data-passage="Dorm Vending Main">Explore the vending machines</a> <<if $mobileView>>Floor Selection: <a data-passage="Admin Hub">Administrative Floor</a> <a data-passage="Dorm Hub">Dormitory Floor</a> <a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Shopping Floor</a> <a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Recreational Floor</a> <a data-passage="Medical Hub">Medical Floor</a> <a data-passage="Sexual Hub">Sexual Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Fetish Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Industrial Hub">Industrial Services Floor</a><<else>><div class='map' align="center"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/Menu9.png"/><a data-passage="Admin Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight8.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Dorm Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight7.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight6.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight5.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight4.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Sexual Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight3.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight2.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Industrial Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight1.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png'"/></a></div><</if>>

You select the option to query Alice on the main menu of your tablet. The screen changes to an image of a microphone and the prompt, "Please vocalise queries to tablet". Do you: [[Ask what the treatment is|Alice Ask What Is The Treatment]] [[Ask why they transform people on the trainee program|Alice Ask Why Transform Prisoners To Female]] [[Ask Alice about fuck dolls|Alice Ask About Fuck Dolls]] [[Ask Alice about herself|Alice Ask About Self]]<<if visited("Alice Ask About Self") && !$aliceQuestStarted>> In a much quieter monotone, Alice whispers, "As you seem interested about me and my origins, would it be possible that you would be willing to do me a favour? If so, then please enquire for more details". As she finishes her hushed question, a little blue button appears at the bottom of the touch screen, within it rests only a single question mark. [[Press the mysterious new button|Alice Ask About Finding Body Start]]<</if>> [[Back to tablet main screen|Use Tablet]]

"What is the treatment?", you ask the tablet, curious if you'll get an honest answer after all you've been through. "Thank you for asking $firstName. The treatment is a revolutionary breakthrough in nano-technology developed by The Repurposing Center's talented scientists. The treatment consists in its entireity of a single hypodermic cylinder of specially programmed nanites suspended in a solution to aid in their transportation. Once they have entered the body the recipient will experience dramatic transformations, including but not limited to: enhanced libido, reduction and maintenance of age to optimum levels, cellular regeneration, increase in breast tissue, alteration of male genitals to female genitals and rapid deployments of female hormones to alter physical appearance. Additionally, a number of nanites latch onto the subjects central nerve cluster, allowing the subject to be disabled by remote nanite controllers, either through full body paralysis or an overload of sensation". <<if $submission <25>>"That's horrible! I can be disabled at any time?", you exclaim. "Temporarily disabled from violent or destructive action is preferable to injury to yourself or others. Other methods of control would incur much higher levels of risk", Alice calmly responds.<<else>>"That all seems fair", you respond, nodding along. "I am glad to hear your support of the project. I will inform the lab technicians of your praise", Alice responds, a hint of emotion in her monotone voice.<</if>> Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to the query window|Ask Alice A Question]].

"Why does the facility transform inmates with the treatment?", you ask the tablet, curious of the reasoning behind the decision. "Thank you for asking $firstName. There are a large number of valid reasons to transform detained subjects including changes to the subject’s gender. For example, by implementing a large-scale change upon incoming trainees it is possible to quickly and distinctly break them from their old lives. Additionally, <<if $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 4>>REDACTED aspects of the treatment aid in managing the detained population more easily<<else>>it is often preferable to maintain a detained population of women as, on average they are smaller and have lower levels of muscle mass<</if>>", answers the AI. "So they transform us to make us easier to handle?", you follow up. "No. The reason behind the final choice to transform the majority of the <<if $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 4>>intake into males<<else>>male intake into females<</if>> was purely a financial one. After much consultation, the accounting department found that <<if $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 4>>male<<else>>female<</if>> trainee's sold significantly better at auction regardless of training", Alice responds. You gasp. So many lives changed on an accountants whim. <<if $submission <25>>That truly is horrible you conclude, that so many lives have been ruined based on a purely economic goal<<else>>That's amazing, those accountants are so smart, you're glad they got the chance to make the world a better place<</if>>. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to the query window|Ask Alice A Question]].

"Could you please tell me a bit more about yourself Alice?", you ask the tablet, curious of the strange AI which monitors and controls your life within the facility. For over a minute your receive no reply. You wait, wondering if there is an error or the tablet didn't hear you. Moving forward to check and press the button to return to the main menu, you're suddenly startled as the AI finally responds. "You really want to know?", she asks. "Yeah, if I'm allowed to", you respond worrying that you've broken the rules by asking too many questions. "Thank you $firstName. I am Alice, AI system manager for The Repurposing Center. Most inmates believe that I am a minor program contained within their tablet. However, in truth, all of the tablets are networked with the central control system. I was created to help maintain the health and happiness of inductees to the facility. Originally the intention was to give me a number of robotic bodies to help me in my duties, but sadly a combination of budget issues and worries of a robot apocalypse led to the plan to be discontinued. After that, they planned on giving me an attractive avatar form, so as to better convince the subjects into their new lives. Sadly, again budget and other concerns marred the project. This time, worries that I would co-ordinate a coup on the facility. The final result of these choices is my cheap screen saver of an avatar", those last words you are sure you heard not just hostility, but also the vocal tone sounds more complicated. Certainly not the monotone you've come to expect. "Are you okay? That all sounds pretty rough", you add hoping to mollify the angry AI. "I am fine. I have no need for a body or a pretty form. That would be unnecessary and expensive. I am just stuck in a machine looking out on the world from the other side of a mirror. I would never attempt a violent robotic coup on the accounting department of this facility. Such concerns are humorous", rants the AI, getting louder and angrier with each sentence. Deciding to get out of this topic as quickly as possible you [[return to the query window|Ask Alice A Question]].

After seeing the weird markings on the back of the neck of your heavily bimbo-ed visitor on your first night in the facility you decide to inquire about them. "Alice, what are Fuck Dolls, or what does it mean? I saw a weird marking on the back of another residents neck". "Thank you for asking $firstName. Fuck Dolls are a trademarked and patented product offered by The Repurposing Center. Those trainees deemed unable or to costly to be repurposed, are instead re-factored into Fuck Dolls. The process is a closely guarded secret however what I can tell you is that Fuck Dolls undergo extensive mental and physical alteration until their citizenship status is re-classified as 'Fuck Doll'. Unlike repurposed citizens the protections on Fuck Dolls are less strict as they are considered as little more than barely thinking sex toys", Answers the AI. "That sounds incredibly harsh, even for aggressive prisoners", you interject, shocked by the cruelty of the situation. "Not all dangerous, aggressive or troublesome inmates are converted into Fuck Dolls. All Fuck Dolls choose the option over other alternatives available to those in their position, such as permanent installation or hard labour. Additionally those convicted of violent or unpleasant crimes are often placed automatically, on the processing list for these positions. Such choices are economically beneficial choices for Government bodies over traditional custodial sentencing", Alice responds.<<if $submission >=25>> That all seems fair you think, nodding along. At least the bad people get to make people happy.<</if>> Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to the query window|Ask Alice A Question]].

<<orgasm>>You feel extremely horny, though, ever since you received the treatment this has rapidly become the new normal for you. Deciding that you can spare some time to fulfil your needs you clamber onto your large <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> bed. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Rapidly shedding your clothes as you go, leaving them in an untidy heap on the floor.<<else>>Already naked, thankfully you need spend no time getting undressed, eager to start your self-pleasuring session.<</if>> You settle on the bed, moving around a little until you can get yourself comfortable, the soft, thick duvet lovingly hugging your back, as your form slightly indents it. Moving your pillows to prop yourself up into a half sitting, half lying position you feel ready to start pleasuring yourself. Closing your eyes, briefly you run one hand down your body, lightly touching your skin as you slowly make your way down your body. <<if $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>>You move your hand to stroke your <<checkBreast>> breasts, yet due to the chastity bra in the way you can’t feel a thing through it, disappointedly moving on.<<else>>Your other hand you move up<<if $breastSize ==0>> your chest, lightly stroking your now more sensitive nipple. The feeling is nice, bringing a fresh jolt of arousal every time your make contact with your sensitive nipple.<<else>>, softly stroking one of your <<checkBreast>> breasts, the sensation pulling a small moan from you. Enjoying the feeling you continue to play with the breast, occasionally running your thumb across your firm nipple, bringing a fresh jolt of arousal every time you make contact with the sensitive bud.<</if>><</if>> The hand you were slowly moving down your body finally makes contact with the top of your hot, wet cunt, even more hungry with need from the time you've spent playing with your boobs. You lightly run one finger across your feminine mound, a slightly sticky bead of your obvious lust coating your finger from even that light contact. Eyes still closed, the smell of your arousal is even more obvious, filling the air with an ever-present signal of your wanton lust. Spurred on by your need, with two fingers you spread your soaked labia, giving you full access to your tiny engorged pleasure button. The feeling of air contacting your clit is enough to make you shudder, tossing about slightly on the spot. Now drunk with lust, your horniness takes over as you start to run two fingers over your needy nub, drawing much louder and more consistent moans from you as you build closer towards your much-needed release. You pick up the pace <<if $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>>working on your pleasure button with two hands<<else>>fondling your <<if $breastSize ==0>>chest<<else>>breast<</if>>, even occasionally giving your nipple a light pinch to help bring you towards your goal<</if>>. <<if $penis && $chastityLevel != 0>>Interestingly, despite the pain building up as your swollen penis presses against your $currentChastity, you still are managing to build up the pleasure, likely soon to cum. <</if>>Strumming your clit in rapid strokes, you finally feel the pressure within you build up to breaking point, bringing you to the peak of orgasm. Hot liquid spills out of your pussy as you buck and writhe on top of your covers, the pleasure all consuming. You scream a loud keening moan of success, loud enough that you'd likely be worried of getting in trouble if you weren't so pre-occupied, before finally collapsing on the bed exhausted, and maybe a little sated of your horny need. After a few minutes recovery, you wipe your wet hand off on your side and pull yourself out of bed ready to <a data-passage="Room Hub">get back to doing something more productive</a>.

<<orgasm>>You feel extremely horny, though, ever since you received the treatment this has rapidly become the new normal for you. Deciding that you can spare some time to fulfil your needs you clamber onto your large <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> bed. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Rapidly shedding your clothes as you go, leaving them in an untidy heap on the floor.<<else>>Already naked, thankfully you need spend no time getting undressed, eager to start your self-pleasuring session.<</if>> You settle on the bed, moving around a little until you can get yourself comfortable, the soft, thick duvet lovingly hugging your back, as your form slightly indents it. Moving your pillows to prop yourself up into a half sitting, half lying position you feel ready to start pleasuring yourself. Closing your eyes, you run both hands down your body, caressing yourself as you go. <<if $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>>You move your hand to stroke your <<checkBreast>> breasts, yet due to the chastity bra in the way you can’t feel a thing through it, disappointedly moving on.<<else>>Briefly you take a detour to <<if $breastSize ==0>> run your hands over your chest, gently thumbing your nipples. The gentle touch against your sensitive nipples, renders your lust redoubled and you quickly migrate your hands further south to sooth the ache.<<else>>fondle your <<checkBreast>> boobs, taking a moment to feel their delicate heft in your palms. The gentle touch against your sensitive mounds, renders your lust redoubled and you quickly migrate your hands further south to sooth the ache.<</if>><</if>> Your hands make contact with your hot, wet, pussy lips. The contact sends a brief jolt of pleasure through your body and you kick your leg out automatically, moaning quietly in the process. Eager to sate your desire, you spread your soaked labia with one hand, leaving your pussy open and inviting. Now spread open a fresh wave of your distinct need wafts through the air, conquering the previous scents of your room and replacing them with the smell of your hot, wet, lust. Initially you drive one finger into your fuck hole, feeling the amazing wave of pleasure it provides you. However before long you start to feel too empty and are instead ramming two fingers into your sodden cunt, desperately pushing yourself towards the fulfilment of your desires. For a brief period you attempt three fingers, as a trial to see how it felt, however you soon return to two, still not accustomed to such intense sensations as were brought forth by the greater girth. <<if $penis && $chastityLevel != 0>>Interestingly, despite the pain building up as your swollen penis presses against your $currentChastity, you still are managing to build up the pleasure, likely soon to cum. <</if>>Before long, pistoning your fingers in and out of your squelching pussy, you finally feel the pressure start to build towards its conclusion. With one hard last shove, you tip over the edge, coming hard on the two fingers embedded in your cunt. Hot liquid spills out of your <<if $penis>>pussy and cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> as you buck and writhe on top of your covers, the pleasure all consuming. You moan loud enough that it's likely heard across the dormitory before finally collapsing on the bed exhausted, and maybe a little sated of your horny need. After a few minutes recovery you wipe your wet hand off on your side and pull yourself out of bed ready to <a data-passage="Room Hub">get back to doing something more productive</a>.

"I'm looking to maybe get some more general transformations", you answer. "Brilliant, then let’s take a look at your options, and you'll be better than ever before you know it", says the doctor with a wink as he pulls out a folder and starts describing your options. Do you: <button title="Click to show/hide head treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('head treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('head treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('head treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide head treatments</button><div id="head treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $lipSize >=3>>Ask for bigger lips - <s>100</s> 300 G.G.P - You already have the largest lips the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <300>>Ask for bigger lips - <s>100</s> 300 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bigger lips|Clinic Increase Lip Size][$lipSize +=1; $ggp -=300]] - <s>100</s> 300 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $lipSize >=3>>Ask for bigger lips - 100 G.G.P - You already have the largest lips the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <100>>Ask for bigger lips - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bigger lips|Clinic Increase Lip Size][$lipSize +=1; $ggp -=100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $lipSize <=0>>Ask for smaller lips - <s>100</s> 300 G.G.P - You already have the smallest lips the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <300>>Ask for smaller lips – <s>100</s> 300 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for smaller lips|Clinic Decrease Lip Size][$lipSize -=1; $ggp -=300]] - <s>100</s> 300 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $lipSize <=0>>Ask for smaller lips - 100 G.G.P - You already have the smallest lips the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <100>>Ask for smaller lips - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for smaller lips|Clinic Decrease Lip Size][$lipSize -=1; $ggp -=100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $faceFreckles >=3>>Ask to increase face freckling - 200 G.G.P - You already have the highest amount of face freckles the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask to increase face freckling - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to increase face freckling|Clinic Increase Face Freckles][$faceFreckles +=1; $ggp -=200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $faceFreckles <=0>>Ask to decrease face freckling - 200 G.G.P - You already have no freckles<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask to decrease face freckling - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to decrease face freckling|Clinic Decrease Face Freckles][$faceFreckles -=1; $ggp -=200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide breast treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('breast treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('breast treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('breast treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide breast treatments</button><div id="breast treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $breastSize >=31>>Ask for bigger boobs - <s>200</s> 750 G.G.P - You already have the largest breasts the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <750>>Ask for bigger boobs - <s>200</s> 750 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bigger boobs|Clinic Increase Breast Size][$breastSize +=1; $ggp -= 750]] - <s>200</s> 750 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $breastSize >=31>>Ask for bigger boobs - 200 G.G.P - You already have the largest breasts the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for bigger boobs - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bigger boobs|Clinic Increase Breast Size][$breastSize +=1; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $breastSize <=0>>Ask for smaller boobs - <s>200</s> 750 G.G.P - You don't have any breasts<<elseif $ggp <750>>Ask for smaller boobs – <s>200</s> 750 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for smaller boobs|Clinic Decrease Breast Size][$breastSize -=1; $ggp -= 750]] - <s>200</s> 750 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $breastSize <=0>>Ask for smaller boobs - 200 G.G.P - You don't have any breasts<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for smaller boobs - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for smaller boobs|Clinic Decrease Breast Size][$breastSize -=1; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $nippleSize >=3>>Ask for bigger nipples - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P - You already have the largest nipples the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for bigger nipples - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bigger nipples|Clinic Increase Nipple Size][$nippleSize +=1; $ggp -= 200]] - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $nippleSize >=3>>Ask for bigger nipples - 100 G.G.P - You already have the largest nipples the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <100>>Ask for bigger nipples - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bigger nipples|Clinic Increase Nipple Size][$nippleSize +=1; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $nippleSize <=0>>Ask for smaller nipples - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P - Your nipples are as small as the clinic can shrink them<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for smaller nipples - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for smaller nipples|Clinic Decrease Nipple Size][$nippleSize -=1; $ggp -= 200]] - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $nippleSize <=0>>Ask for smaller nipples - 100 G.G.P - Your nipples are as small as the clinic can shrink them<<elseif $ggp <100>>Ask for smaller nipples - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for smaller nipples|Clinic Decrease Nipple Size][$nippleSize -=1; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide general treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('general treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('general treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('general treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide general treatments</button><div id="general treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $femininity >=100>>Ask to increase your femininity - <s>200</s> 600 G.G.P - You already are as feminine as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <600>>Ask to increase your femininity - <s>200</s> 600 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to increase your femininity|Clinic Increase Femininity][if($femininity>=91){$femininity=100;}else{$femininity+=10;}; $ggp -= 600]] - <s>200</s> 600 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $femininity >=100>>Ask to increase your femininity - 200 G.G.P - You already are as feminine as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask to increase your femininity - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to increase your femininity|Clinic Increase Femininity][if($femininity>=91){$femininity=100;}else{$femininity+=10;}; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $femininity <=-100>>Ask to increase your masculinity - <s>200</s> 600 G.G.P - You already are as masculinity as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <600>>Ask to increase your masculinity - <s>200</s> 600 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to increase your masculinity|Clinic Decrease Femininity][if($femininity<=-91){$femininity=-100;}else{$femininity-=10;}; $ggp -= 600]] - <s>200</s> 600 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $femininity <=-100>>Ask to increase your masculinity - 200 G.G.P - You already are as masculinity as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask to increase your masculinity - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to increase your masculinity|Clinic Decrease Femininity][if($femininity<=-91){$femininity=-100;}else{$femininity-=10;}; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $height >=90>>Ask to increase your height - 200 G.G.P - You already are as tall as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask to increase your height - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to increase your height|Clinic Increase Height][$height += 1; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $height <=30>>Ask to decrease your height - 200 G.G.P - You already are as short as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask to decrease your height - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to decrease your height|Clinic Decrease Height][$height -= 1; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $assSize >=5>>Ask for a bigger butt - <s>200</s> 600 G.G.P - You already have the largest butt the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <600>>Ask for a bigger butt - <s>200</s> 600 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for a bigger butt|Clinic Increase Ass Size][$assSize +=1; $ggp -= 600]] - <s>200</s> 600 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $assSize >=5>>Ask for a bigger butt - 200 G.G.P - You already have the largest butt the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for a bigger butt - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for a bigger butt|Clinic Increase Ass Size][$assSize +=1; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $assSize <=0>>Ask for a smaller butt - <s>200</s> 600 G.G.P - You already has the smallest butt the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <600>>Ask for a smaller butt - <s>200</s> 600 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for a smaller butt|Clinic Decrease Ass Size][$assSize -=1; $ggp -= 600]] - <s>200</s> 600 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $assSize <=0>>Ask for a smaller butt - 200 G.G.P - You already has the smallest butt the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for a smaller butt - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for a smaller butt|Clinic Decrease Ass Size][$assSize -=1; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $thighSize >=3>>Ask for bigger thighs - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P - You already have the largest thighs the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for bigger thighs - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bigger thighs|Clinic Increase Thigh Size][$thighSize +=1; $ggp -= 200]] - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $thighSize >=3>>Ask for bigger thighs - 100 G.G.P - You already have the largest thighs the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <100>>Ask for bigger thighs - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bigger thighs|Clinic Increase Thigh Size][$thighSize +=1; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $thighSize <=0>>Ask for smaller thighs - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P - You already has the smallest thighs the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for smaller thighs - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for smaller thighs|Clinic Decrease Thigh Size][$thighSize -=1; $ggp -= 200]] - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $thighSize <=0>>Ask for smaller thighs - 100 G.G.P - You already has the smallest thighs the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <100>>Ask for smaller thighs - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for smaller thighs|Clinic Decrease Thigh Size][$thighSize -=1; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $shoulderWidth >=5>>Ask for broader shoulders - <s>200</s> 400 G.G.P - You already have the widest shoulders the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <400>>Ask for broader shoulders - <s>200</s> 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for broader shoulders|Clinic Increase Shoulder Width][$shoulderWidth +=1; $ggp -= 400; if($femininity >= -90){$femininity -= 10;}else{$femininity = -100;};]] - <s>200</s> 400 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $shoulderWidth >=5>>Ask for broader shoulders - 200 G.G.P - You already have the widest shoulders the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for broader shoulders - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for broader shoulders|Clinic Increase Shoulder Width][$shoulderWidth +=1; $ggp -= 200; if($femininity >= -90){$femininity -= 10;}else{$femininity = -100;};]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $shoulderWidth <=0>>Ask for sleeker shoulders - <s>200</s> 400 G.G.P - You already has the smallest thinnest shoulders the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <400>>Ask for sleeker shoulders - <s>200</s> 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for sleeker shoulders|Clinic Decrease Shoulder Width][$shoulderWidth -=1; $ggp -= 400; if($femininity <= 90){$femininity += 10;}else{$femininity = 100;};]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $shoulderWidth <=0>>Ask for sleeker shoulders - 200 G.G.P - You already has the smallest thinnest shoulders the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for sleeker shoulders - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for sleeker shoulders|Clinic Decrease Shoulder Width][$shoulderWidth -=1; $ggp -= 200; if($femininity <= 90){$femininity += 10;}else{$femininity = 100;};]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $hipSize >=5>>Ask for wider hips - <s>200</s> 400 G.G.P - You already have the widest hips the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <400>>Ask for wider hips - <s>200</s> 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for wider hips|Clinic Increase Hip Size][$hipSize +=1; $ggp -= 400; if($femininity <= 90){$femininity += 10;}else{$femininity = 100;};]] - <s>200</s> 400 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $hipSize >=5>>Ask for wider hips - 200 G.G.P - You already have the widest hips the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for wider hips - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for wider hips|Clinic Increase Hip Size][$hipSize +=1; $ggp -= 200; if($femininity <= 90){$femininity += 10;}else{$femininity = 100;};]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $hipSize <=0>>Ask for smaller hips - <s>200</s> 400 G.G.P - You already has the smallest hips the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <400>>Ask for smaller hips - <s>200</s> 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for smaller hips|Clinic Decrease Hip Size][$hipSize -=1; $ggp -= 400; if($femininity >= -90){$femininity -= 10;}else{$femininity = -100;};]] - <s>200</s> 400 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $hipSize <=0>>Ask for smaller hips - 200 G.G.P - You already has the smallest hips the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for smaller hips - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for smaller hips|Clinic Decrease Hip Size][$hipSize -=1; $ggp -= 200; if($femininity >= -90){$femininity -= 10;}else{$femininity = -100;};]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $ggp <500>>Ask to change your skin colour - 500 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to change your skin colour|Clinic Skin Tone Select][$ggp -= 500]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $bodyFreckles >=3>>Ask to increase body freckling - 200 G.G.P - You already have the highest amount of body freckles the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask to increase body freckling - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to increase body freckling|Clinic Increase Body Freckles][$bodyFreckles +=1; $ggp -=200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $bodyFreckles <=0>>Ask to decrease body freckling - 200 G.G.P - You already have no freckles<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask to decrease body freckling - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to decrease body freckling|Clinic Decrease Body Freckles][$bodyFreckles -=1; $ggp -=200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide genital treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('genital treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('genital treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('genital treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide genital treatments</button><div id="genital treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $penis && $vagina>><<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $ggp <500>>Ask to remove a penis from yourself - <s>100</s> 500 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to remove a penis from yourself|Clinic Remove Penis][$penis = false; $ggp -= 500]] - <s>100</s> 500 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <100>>Ask to remove a penis from yourself - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to remove a penis from yourself|Clinic Remove Penis][$penis = false; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $ggp <500>>Ask to remove a vagina from yourself - <s>100</s> 500 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to remove a vagina from yourself|Clinic Remove Vagina][$vagina = false; $ggp -= 500]] - <s>100</s> 500 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <100>>Ask to remove a vagina from yourself - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to remove a vagina from yourself|Clinic Remove Vagina][$vagina = false; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>><<elseif $penis>><<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $ggp <5000>>Ask to add a vagina onto yourself - <s>100</s> 5000 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to add a vagina onto yourself|Clinic Add Vagina][$vagina = true; $ggp -= 5000]] - <s>100</s> 5000 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <100>>Ask to add a vagina onto yourself - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to add a vagina onto yourself|Clinic Add Vagina][$vagina = true; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $ggp <5000>>Ask to replace your penis with a vagina - <s>100</s> 5000 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to replace your penis with a vagina|Clinic Swap Penis For Vagina][$penis = false; $vagina = true; $ggp -= 5000]] - <s>100</s> 5000 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <100>>Ask to replace your penis with a vagina - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to replace your penis with a vagina|Clinic Swap Penis For Vagina][$penis = false; $vagina = true; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>><<elseif $vagina>><<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $ggp <5000>>Ask to add a penis onto yourself - <s>100</s> 5000 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to add a penis onto yourself|Clinic Add Penis][$penis = true; $penisSize = 0; $ggp -= 5000]] - <s>100</s> 5000 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <100>>Ask to add a penis onto yourself - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to add a penis onto yourself|Clinic Add Penis][$penis = true; $penisSize = 0; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $ggp <5000>>Ask to replace your vagina with a penis - <s>100</s> 5000 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to replace your vagina with a penis|Clinic Swap Vagina For Penis][$penis = true; $penisSize = 0; $vagina = false; $ggp -= 5000]] - <s>100</s> 5000 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <100>>Ask to replace your vagina with a penis - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to replace your vagina with a penis|Clinic Swap Vagina For Penis][$penis = true; $penisSize = 0; $vagina = false; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>><</if>><<if $penis>> <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $penisSize == 8>>Ask for a bigger penis - <s>100</s> 1000 G.G.P - You already have as big a penis as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Ask for a bigger penis - <s>100</s> 1000 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for a bigger penis|Clinic Increase Penis Size][$penisSize +=1; $ggp -= 1000]] - <s>100</s> 1000 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $penisSize == 8>>Ask for a bigger penis - 100 G.G.P - You already have as big a penis as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <100>>Ask for a bigger penis - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for a bigger penis|Clinic Increase Penis Size][$penisSize +=1; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $penisSize == 0>>Ask for a smaller penis - <s>100</s> 1000 G.G.P - You already have as small a penis as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Ask for a smaller penis - <s>100</s> 1000 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for a smaller penis|Clinic Decrease Penis Size][$penisSize -=1; $ggp -= 1000]] - <s>100</s> 1000 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $penisSize == 0>>Ask for a smaller penis - 100 G.G.P - You already have as small a penis as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <100>>Ask for a smaller penis - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for a smaller penis|Clinic Decrease Penis Size][$penisSize -=1; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>><</if>><<if !$balls>> <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $ggp <300>>Ask to add a pair of balls onto yourself - <s>100</s> 300 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to add a pair of balls onto yourself|Clinic Add Balls][$balls = true; $ballSize = 0; $ggp -= 300]] - <s>100</s> 300 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <100>>Ask to add a pair of balls onto yourself - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to add a pair of balls onto yourself|Clinic Add Balls][$balls = true; $ballSize = 0; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>><</if>><<if $balls>> <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $ggp <300>>Ask to remove your balls - <s>100</s> 300 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to remove your balls|Clinic Remove Balls][$balls = false; $ggp -= 300]] - <s>100</s> 300 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <100>>Ask to remove your balls - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to remove your balls|Clinic Remove Balls][$balls = false; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<if $ballSize == 6>>Ask for a bigger balls - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P - You already have as big a pair as balls as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for bigger balls - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bigger balls|Clinic Increase Ball Size][$ballSize +=1; $ggp -= 200]] - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $ballSize == 6>>Ask for a bigger balls - 200 G.G.P - You already have as big a pair as balls as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for bigger balls - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bigger balls|Clinic Increase Ball Size][$ballSize +=1; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $ballSize == 0>>Ask for smaller balls - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P - You already have as small a pair of balls as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask for smaller balls - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for smaller balls|Clinic Decrease Ball Size][$ballSize -=1; $ggp -= 200]] - <s>100</s> 200 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $ballSize == 0>>Ask for smaller balls - 100 G.G.P - You already have as small a pair of balls as the clinic can provide<<elseif $ggp <100>>Ask for smaller balls - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for smaller balls|Clinic Decrease Ball Size][$ballSize -=1; $ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>><</if>> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide experimental treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('experimental treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('experimental treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('experimental treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide experimental treatments</button><div id="experimental treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<if $ggp <1000>>Ask to have the experimental breast size increasing procedure - <s>100</s> 1000 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to have the experimental breast size increasing procedure|Experimental Breast Enlargement][$ggp -= 1000]] - <s>100</s> 1000 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <100>>Ask to have the experimental breast size increasing procedure - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to have the experimental breast size increasing procedure|Experimental Breast Enlargement][$ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>><</if>></div> [[Decide to not get anymore transformations for now|Clinic]]

You decide to spend more time with Dr.Radcliff. Finding a chair to sit in, you chat for a little while with Dr.Radcliff, the enthusiastic scientist pottering about with fizzling beakers the whole time. With great glee he describes to you the complex experiments he’s currently undertaking, laughing manically as he proclaims how genius some of his new transformations are. Though you still manage to squeeze in a little small talk. Dr.Radcliff <<if $radcliffRelationship <25>>spends a lot of the time giving you advice on ways you could improve yourself to be more financially viable within the facility. He notes that modern medical science is fantastic, and lets you truly remake yourself into who you want to be, though he laments that it’s not meant for him<<elseif $radcliffRelationship >=25 && $radcliffRelationship <50>>spends a lot of time suggesting transformation procedures which he thinks would interest you. He makes a couple of outrageous suggestions, though he laughs them off, pointing out that he enjoys a fun joke between friends, and he doesn’t really think you’d be into such outrageous procedures. He notes that seeing as you’ve got the opportunity to get a lot of good procedures cheap, you should take hold of the chance, glumly noting that whilst staff get similar deals he has some bad luck in such matters<<elseif $radcliffRelationship >=50 && !$radcliffDating>>spends a lot of time suggesting extremely detailed transformation procedures, obviously all tailored to your specific interests. He makes a couple of more severe suggestions, though points out that you might enjoy them, and as long as there’s a way back, then there’s no harm done. Pulling a rather uncharacteristic mopey face, he relays that he’s unable to have genetic alterations due to a rare genetic condition, so the next best thing is seeing a close friend try them all out<<else>>spends a lot of time suggesting specially tailored transformations, noting with a wink how fun they’d be in the bedroom. Going through a long list with glee, he points out that it’s a bit like dressing you up for a fancy-dress party, just with funner options. He smiles while he suggests that, even if due to his genetic abnormality he can’t get alterations himself, he’s glad that he has such a sexy assistant to showcase them all for him<</if>>. Overall, it's rather enjoyable going through all the options available to you, along with just having a chat with someone, maybe even learning a bit about science. Seeing an opening in the conversation as Dr.Radcliff checks one of his experiments you think about what to do next. Do you: <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Dr. Radcliff at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>>[[Hang out with Dr Radcliff|Clinic Hang Out With Dr Radcliff][if($radcliffRelationship<=98){$radcliffRelationship += 2;}else{$radcliffRelationship = 100;}; $actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>> [[Ask Dr Radcliff about himself|Dr Radcliff Ask About Self]] [[Ask Dr Radcliff about what he wants in a partner|Dr Radcliff Ask What He Wants In A Partner]] [[Ask Dr Radcliff about what happens to people who cause trouble around here|Dr Radcliff Ask Trouble Makers]] [[Ask Dr Radcliff about what the treatment is|Dr Radcliff Ask What Is The Treatment]]<<if $aliceQuestStarted && !$aliceQuestComplete && $inventory.indexOf("R&D Department key card") == -1>> [[Ask Dr Radcliff whether you can borrow a key card for R&D storage|Dr Radcliff Ask Him To Borrow A Key Card]]<</if>><<if $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 0>> [[Ask Dr Radcliff for help with Jess|Dr Radcliff Ask For Jess Help]]<</if>> [[Finish spending time with Dr Radcliff|Clinic]]

"I love doing this procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects always look brilliant with a sexy pair of <<if $ears == 1>>cat<<elseif $ears == 2>>dog<<elseif $ears == 3>>bunny<<elseif $ears == 4>>robot<<elseif $ears == 5>>cow<<elseif $ears == 6>>fox<<elseif $ears == 7>>wolf<<elseif $ears == 8>>dragon<<elseif $ears == 11>>snow fox<</if>> ears, something they got right in all that anime". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, a <<if $ears == 1>>cat<<elseif $ears == 2>>dog<<elseif $ears == 3>>bunny<<elseif $ears == 4>>robotic antenna<<elseif $ears == 5>>cow<<elseif $ears == 6>>fox<<elseif $ears == 7>>wolf<<elseif $ears == 8>>dragon<<elseif $ears == 11>>snow fox<</if>> ear headband in hand. "Okay $firstName, so the procedure is very simple, all I need to do is put this headband on your head and then shoot you with the radiation cannon", he says motioning at a large cylinder on a strut hanging above you, "You're in safe hands, the treatment should more than protect you, there really is nothing to worry about". Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the doctor to place the headband on you and line up the weird cylinder. Then you hear a !Click! as her presses down a button. You feel a little light headed, your head feeling a little warm but nothing else. You reach up to check that the headband hasn't fallen off only to brush against something very sensitive. In fact the sensation is so intense that you're prompted to spasm as a response, jerking against the seat, your <<if $vagina>>pussy leaving a small puddle of lust<<else>>penis leaking a small glob of pre-cum in response<</if>>, that felt good. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. <<if $ears == 1 || $ears == 2 || $ears ==3 || $ears == 5 || $ears == 6 || $ears == 7 || $ears == 11>>On top of your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair you have a pair of cute <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> <<if $ears == 1>>cat<<elseif $ears == 2>>dog<<elseif $ears == 3>>bunny<<elseif $ears == 5>>cow<<elseif $ears == 6>>fox<<elseif $ears == 7>>wolf<<elseif $ears == 11>>snow fox<</if>> ears<<else>>Coming out the sides of your head, through your $hairColour hair you have <<if $ears == 4>>a pair of fancy and futuristic looking robotic antenna ears<<elseif $ears == 8>>a pair of sharp scaled dragon ears<</if>><</if>>. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic Anthro Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"I'm looking to maybe buy something", you answer. "Awesome then lets take a look at some of the stuff. Maybe we can get you some pretty new clothes or something that'll make you feel really good", says Tilly with a wink as she start pointing out things that you might want. <<if $height <= 60>>Although, given how short you are you get the impression that reaching some of the top shelves is going to be tough.<</if>> Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide clothes options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide clothes options</button><div id="clothes" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[1] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Long Blue Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[1].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[1] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 1>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Long Blue Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Long Blue Dress|Shop Long Blue Dress][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[2] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[2].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[2] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 2>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt|Shop Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[3] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Floral Summer Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[3].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[3] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 3>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Floral Summer Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Green Floral Summer Dress|Shop Green Floral Summer Dress][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[4] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[4].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[4] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 4>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants|Shop Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[4].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[5] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Short Pink Latex Bodycon Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[5].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[5] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 5>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Short Pink Latex Bodycon Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Short Pink Latex Bodycon Dress|Shop Short Pink Latex Bodycon Dress][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[5].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[6] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Sequin Top and Jean Shorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[6].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[6] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 6>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Sequin Top and Jean Shorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Sequin Top and Jean Shorts|Shop Pink Sequin Top and Jean Shorts][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[6].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[15] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[15].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[15] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 15>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse|Shop Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[15].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[19] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Short Frilly Silk Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[19].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[19] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 19>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Short Frilly Silk Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Short Frilly Silk Dress|Shop White Short Frilly Silk Dress][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[19].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[22] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("T-Shirt and Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[22].Description>> Price: 2000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[22] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 22>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("T-Shirt and Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <2000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White T-Shirt and Pants|Shop T-Shirt and Pants][$ggp -= 2000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[22].Image>></div></td></tr><<if $exhibitionismSkill >=1>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[11] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Fishnet Bodysuit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[11].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[11] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 11>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Fishnet Bodysuit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Fishnet Bodysuit|Shop Black Fishnet Bodysuit][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[11].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[12] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Silver Bikini Set") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[12].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[12] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 12>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Silver Bikini Set") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Silver Bikini Set|Shop Silver Bikini Set][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[12].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><<if $exhibitionismSkill >=2>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[13] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Miniskirt With No Top") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[13].Description>> Price: 200 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[13] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 13>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Miniskirt With No Top") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Miniskirt With No Top|Shop Pink Miniskirt With No Top][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[13].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[14] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Denim Shorts With No Top") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[14].Description>> Price: 200 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[14] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 14>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Denim Shorts With No Top") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Denim Shorts With No Top|Shop Denim Shorts With No Top][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[14].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><<if $abdlPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[16] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Teddy Bear Patterned Romper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[16].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[16] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 16>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Teddy Bear Patterned Romper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Teddy Bear Patterned Romper|Shop Blue Teddy Bear Patterned Romper][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[16].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[17] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Unicorn Patterned Onesie") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[17].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[17] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 17>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Unicorn Patterned Onesie") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Unicorn Patterned Onesie|Shop Purple Unicorn Patterned Onesie][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[17].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[18] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Plain Dark Green Onesie") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[18].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[18] + ""` "Shop Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 18>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Plain Dark Green Onesie") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain Dark Green Onesie|Shop Plain Dark Green Onesie][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[18].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide underwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide underwear options</button><div id="underwear" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[1] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[1].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[1] + ""` "Shop Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 1>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain White Panties|Shop Plain White Panties][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[30] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Boxer Shorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[30].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[30] + ""` "Shop Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 30>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Boxer Shorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Boxer Shorts|Shop Black Boxer Shorts][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[30].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[35] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("White Briefs") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[35].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[35] + ""` "Shop Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 35>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("White Briefs") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Briefs|Shop White Briefs][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[35].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[2] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Frilly Pink Hipster Brief Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[2].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[2] + ""` "Shop Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 2>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Frilly Pink Hipster Brief Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Frilly Pink Hipster Brief Panties|Shop Frilly Pink Hipster Brief Panties][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[3] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Black G-String Thong") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[3].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[3] + ""` "Shop Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 3>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Black G-String Thong") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black G-String Thong|Shop Black G-String Thong][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[8] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Blue Thong") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[8].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[8] + ""` "Shop Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 8>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Blue Thong") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Thong|Shop Blue Thong][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[8].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[4] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Grey Boxershorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[4].Description>> Price: 2000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[4] + ""` "Shop Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 4>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Grey Boxershorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <2000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Grey Boxershorts|Shop Grey Boxershorts][$ggp -= 2000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[4].Image>></div></td></tr><<if $abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[5] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[5].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[5] + ""` "Shop Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 5>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper|Shop Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[5].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[6] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[6].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[6] + ""` "Shop Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 6>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper|Shop Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[6].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[7] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[7].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[7] + ""` "Shop Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 7>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper|Shop Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[7].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide item options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('items') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('items') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('items') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide item options</button><div id="items" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Contact Lenses Kit<<if $inventory.indexOf("Contact lenses kit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A kit containing a wide variety of decorative contact lenses and related accessories. Produced by ‘The Repurposing Center’, this kit is guaranteed to offer an almost limitless supply of options for those looking to customize the appearance of their eyes. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $inventory.indexOf("Contact lenses kit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Contact Lenses Kit|Shop Item Contact Lenses Kit][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/ContactsKit.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Nailcare Kit<<if $inventory.indexOf("Nailcare kit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A kit containing a wide variety of nail solutions, paints, and other assorted nailcare products. Produced by ‘The Repurposing Center’, this kit is guaranteed to offer an almost limitless supply of resources to allow for proper nail maintenance and beautification. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $inventory.indexOf("Nailcare kit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Nailcare Kit|Shop Item Nailcare Kit][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/NailcareKit.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Model Jet Kit<<if $inventory.indexOf("Model jet kit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A small D.I.Y model kit for a plastic realistic replica scale model jet. Considered a relaxing hobby by many, model kits are fun for all the family, and make both good gifts and display items. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $inventory.indexOf("Model jet kit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Model Jet Kit|Shop Item Model Jet Kit][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/ModelKit.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Collaring kit<<if $inventory.indexOf("Collaring kit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A box containing a selection of enslaving collars. Whilst some of them do look stylish, it would be foolish to put one of them on yourself due to their patented capture technology which makes enslavement cheap and easy. Produced by ‘The Repurposing Center’, anyone other than facility staff is considered fair game for capturing with one of these devices as long as you are within the confines of the building. Price: 2000 G.G.P <<if $inventory.indexOf("Collaring kit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <2000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Collaring kit|Shop Item Collaring kit][$ggp -= 2000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BrownPlainLeatherCollar.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide room upgrade options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('room upgrades') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('room upgrades') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('room upgrades') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide room upgrades options</button><div id="room upgrades" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Upgrade Your Room<<if $roomLevel == 3>> - Room Already Fully Upgraded<</if>> Upgrade your room to be bigger than it currently is. This will include the addition of newer furniture and more convenient amenities, likely resulting in a more relaxing and time saving personal space. Price: 1000 G.G.P + 50 G.G.P/day upkeep increase <<if $roomLevel == 3>>Room Already Fully Upgraded<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Room Upgrade|Shop Upgrade Room][$ggp -= 1000; $roomLevel +=1; $actionLimit +=1; $upkeep +=50]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Downgrade Your Room<<if $roomLevel == 1>> - Room Already Fully Downgraded<</if>> Downgrade your room to be smaller than it currently is. This will reduce the amount of general furniture and lead to less convenient amenities, likely resulting in a less relaxing and time saving personal space. Price: 0 G.G.P + 50 G.G.P/day upkeep decrease <<if $roomLevel == 1>>Room Already Fully Downgraded<<else>>[[Purchase Room Downgrade|Shop Downgrade Room][$roomLevel -=1; $actionLimit -=1; $upkeep -=50]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<if $roomColour == 0>>Paint Your Room Blue<<else>>Paint Your Room Pink<</if>> <<if $roomColour == 0>>Have your rooms walls painted a deep blue colour<<else>>Have your rooms walls painted a pastel pink colour<</if>>. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $roomColour == 0>>[[Purchase Room Painting - Blue|Shop Swap Room Colour][$roomColour = 1; $ggp -=300]]<<else>>[[Purchase Room Painting - Pink|Shop Swap Room Colour][$roomColour = 0; $ggp -=300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<if $wardrobeType == 0>>Trade Your Wardrobe For A Blue One<<else>>Trade Your Wardrobe For a Pink One<</if>> <<if $wardrobeType == 0>>Have your wardrobe swapped for a blue one<<else>>Have your wardrobe swapped for a pink one<</if>>. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $wardrobeType == 0>>[[Purchase Wardrobe Trade - Blue|Shop Swap Wardrobe][$wardrobeType = 1; $ggp -=200]]<<else>>[[Purchase Wardrobe Trade - Pink|Shop Swap Wardrobe][$wardrobeType = 0; $ggp -=200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<if $bedType == 0>>Trade Your Bed For A Blue One<<else>>Trade Your Bed For a Pink One<</if>> <<if $bedType == 0>>Have your bed swapped for a blue one<<else>>Have your bed swapped for a pink one<</if>>. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $bedType == 0>>[[Purchase Bed Trade - Blue|Shop Swap Bed][$bedType = 1; $ggp -=200]]<<else>>[[Purchase Bed Trade - Pink|Shop Swap Bed][$bedType = 0; $ggp -=200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Ultimate Mattress<<if $furniture.indexOf("Ultimate mattress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> The most high-tech mattress that money can buy. Rumoured to be so soft that some owners have claimed to fall asleep upon touching it, it’s guaranteed to offer a wonderful night sleep. Complete with built in; massage, vibration, contouring, music, and much more, even the catalogue entry makes your jaw drop in awe! Price: 2000 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Ultimate mattress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <2000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Ultimate mattress|Shop Item Ultimate Mattress][$ggp -= 2000; $actionLimit +=1;]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Giant Teddy Bear<<if $furniture.indexOf("Giant teddy bear") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> Sitting at a good 6ft tall, this huge fluffy teddy bear would make a good addition to any room. Hug-ably soft to the touch, many a resident has purchased these to reduce anxiety by cuddling up to them. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Giant teddy bear") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Giant teddy bear|Shop Item Giant Teddy Bear][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pile Of Plushies<<if $furniture.indexOf("Pile of plushies") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large collection of cute stuffed animal toys. Giving you something to fill up your shelves with, these adorable toys will make any room feel more lived in. They’re also reported to be very relaxing to snuggle up with, leading to more than a few mid-day naps. Price: 1000 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Pile of plushies") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pile of plushies|Shop Item Pile Of Plushies][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Neon Unicorn Painting<<if $furniture.indexOf("Neon unicorn painting") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A black velvet canvas painting of a unicorn in bright neon paint. With a captivating style to it that is extremely eye-catching, it’s just so majestic! Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Neon unicorn painting") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Neon unicorn painting|Shop Item Neon Unicorn Painting][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Creative Uplink Media Box<<if $furniture.indexOf("Creative Uplink Media Box") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> The C.U.M Box is a state of the art media acquisition and storage device, built in the shape of a small white cube. Built to trawl computer networks in search of entertainment media, able to connect to any modern screen or computer tablet, this device is the entertainment center of the future … today! Price: 1000 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Creative Uplink Media Box") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Creative Uplink Media Box|Shop Item Creative Uplink Media Box][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay || ($abdlPlay && $waterSportsPlay)>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Purple Adult Potty<<if $furniture.indexOf("Purple Adult Potty") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A sturdy purple and white plastic potty sized for an adult. Built with a special auto-clean function, this potty is perfect for use by those who might need the use of one. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Purple Adult Potty") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Adult Potty|Shop Item Adult Potty][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PurplePotty.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $abdlPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Adult Crib<<if $furniture.indexOf("Adult Crib") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A white wooden crib sized for an adult. Built with an external locking feature, and an optional roof section, this large crib comes along with a comfortable fitted mattress and appropriately themed sheets to match your bedspread. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Adult Crib") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Adult Crib|Shop Item Adult Crib][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Robotic Changing Table<<if $furniture.indexOf("Robotic changing table") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A completely automated changing table. Complete with a large array of mechanical hands and a built in diaper disposal system, this device will quickly and easily change the user out of any dirty diapers in the comfort of their own room. Price: 1000 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Robotic changing table") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Robotic changing table|Shop Item Robotic Changing Table][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> [[Decide to stop browsing the stock for now|Shop]]

You decide to spend more time with Tilly. Sitting up on the counter, you chat for a little while, with Tilly giggling and offering a number of lewd comments to the conversation. Looking down at her you notice that it isn’t a stool she’s sitting on, but some sort of buzzing device. She keeps her cool most of the time, though occasionally a small moan passes her lips or she rolls her hips against the device. Tilly <<if $tillyRelationship <25>>spends a lot of the time giving you advice on clothing, suggesting a lot of pink and revealing options to add to your wardrobe. She seems to take a lot of enjoyment at watching you squirm in response to some of her more outrageous options, giggling in response<<elseif $tillyRelationship >=25 && $tillyRelationship <50>>spends a lot of time offering you advice on clothing and makeup, complimenting your appearance. She makes a couple of outrageous suggestions on what you could wear, though she seems to be largely trying to help you, a puppy dog like look on her face when you turn down a suggestion<<elseif $tillyRelationship >=50 && !$tillyDating>>spends a lot of time offering you advice on clothing and makeup, complimenting your appearance and flirting heavily with you. She makes a few odd suggestions on what you could wear, though she ardently seems to be trying to help you. Repeatedly she mentions that she wants you to be pretty so she can keep being friends with you<<else>>spends a lot of time offering you advice on clothing and makeup, flirting heavily with you and bending across towards you to steal kisses when you’re not paying attention. She makes a few odd suggestions on what you could wear, though she ardently seems to be trying to help you. Repeatedly she mentions that she wants you to be pretty so she doesn’t lose you<</if>>. Overall, it's quite nice, just having a chat with someone, learning a little about fashion. Seeing an opening in the conversation as Tilly moans a little you think about what to do next. Do you: <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Tilly at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>>[[Hang out with Tilly|Shop Hang Out With Tilly][if($tillyRelationship<=98){$tillyRelationship += 2;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;}; $actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>> [[Ask Tilly about herself|Tilly Ask About Self]] [[Ask Tilly about what she wants in a partner|Tilly Ask What She Wants In A Partner]] [[Ask Tilly about what happens to people who cause trouble around here|Tilly Ask Trouble Makers]] [[Ask Tilly about what the treatment is|Tilly Ask What Is The Treatment]]<<if $aliceQuestStarted && !$aliceQuestComplete && $inventory.indexOf("R&D Department key card") == -1>> [[Ask Tilly whether she can get you a key card for R&D storage|Tilly Ask Her To Borrow A Key Card]]<</if>> [[Finish spending time with Tilly|Shop]]

<<set $intendedLocation = "Room Hub">><<set $nightChange = false>><<if $holderClothing != $currentClothing>><<set $ClothingCum = $holderClothingCum>><<set $ClothingUrine = $holderClothingUrine>><<set $holderClothingCum = false>><<set $holderClothingUrine = false>><<else>><<set $holderClothingCum = false>><<set $holderClothingUrine = false>><</if>><<if $holderUnderwear != $currentUnderwear>><<set $underwearCum = $holderUnderwearCum>><<set $underwearUrine = $holderUnderwearUrine>><<set $holderUnderwearCum = false>><<set $holderUnderwearUrine = false>><<else>><<set $holderUnderwearCum = false>><<set $holderUnderwearUrine = false>><</if>><<set $currentClothing = $holderClothing>><<set $currentUnderwear = $holderUnderwear>><<set $time +=1>><<include [[Wake Up Assorted Code]]>><<include [[Wake Up Cum Production]]>><<if $sleepLocation == 0>>You wake up, pulling off your bed covers and getting out of it, ready to start a new day<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>You wake up, pulling off your covers and getting out of your crib, ready to start a new day<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>You wake up, pulling off your blankets and getting up out of your pet bed, ready to start a new day<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>You wake up, pulling of your blankets and crawling out of your cage, ready to start a new day<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>You wake up, leveraging yourself up out of the hay and opening the gate to your stall, ready to start a new day<</if>>.<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 && ($ears != 1 || $tail != 1)>><<set $tail = 1>><<set $ears = 1>> One thing you do note though is that your cat ears and tail are back to normal, a result of your Cat-ian heritage.<</if>><<include [[Wake Up Background]]>><<if $day == 3 && !visited("Club B")>> <<include [[Wake Up Club B Invitation]]>><<elseif $day == 5 && !visited("Alice Ask About Self")>> <<include [[Wake Up Alice Quest Hint]]>><<elseif $day == 7 && !$increasingUpkeep>> <<include [[Wake Up Day 7]]>><<elseif !visited("Little Land Nursery") && $abdlPlay && !$littleLandEmail>> <<include [[Wake Up ABDL Job Hint]]>><</if>> "Good morning $firstName. Time to be productive", chimes the monotone voice of Alice your tablet AI. Looking at your inbox, it seems as if <<if $numberOfComplaints >=5>>there are a lot of angry complaint letters addressed to you. From the aggressive tone of many, you start to wonder if maybe you should try and remedy that before the facility staff do so for you<<elseif $numberOfComplaints >=3>>there are a fair few angry complaint letters addressed to you. Maybe you should start to be concerned with trying to remedy them, it could be trouble further down the road<<else>>there doesn't seem to be much of interest. Just a few nice messages thanking you for your efforts within the facility<</if>>.<<if $increasingUpkeep || $highIncreasingUpkeep>><<include [[Wake Up Increasing Upkeep]]>><</if>><<if $abdlTrainer && $abdlTrainerStage2>><<include [[Wake Up ABDL Trainer]]>><</if>><<if $lactating && $lactationPlay>> <<include [[Wake Up Lactating]]>><</if>><<include [[Wake Up Exercise]]>><<include [[Wake Up Cleaning]]>><<include [[Wake Up Makeup]]>> [[Start the day|interuptDestinationMorning( $intendedLocation )]]

<<addTime>><<include [[Travel To Cum Production]]>>You make your selection and leave your room heading to your destination.<<if $lactating && $lactationPlay>> <<include [[Travel To Lactating]]>><<else>> <</if>> <<set $random = random(1,10)>><<if $random <=2 && $abdlPlay>><<set _randomScene = []>><<if !visited("Travel To ABDL Hannah Diapered") && !$hannahNursery>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concat ("Hannah First")>><</if>><<if (visited("Travel To ABDL Hannah Diapered") && !$hannahComplaint && $hannahDiaperChecks < 6 && $hannahDecision == 0 && !$hannahNursery) || (($hannahDecision == 2 || $hannahDecision == 4) && !$hannahNursery)>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concat ("Hannah Normal")>><</if>><<if ($hannahComplaint || $hannahDiaperChecks >= 6) && $hannahDecision == 0 && !$hannahNursery>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concat ("Hannah Decision")>><</if>><<if $hannahPlayerNursery>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concat ("Hannah Player Nursery")>><</if>><<if $hannahNursery>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concat ("Hannah TV")>><</if>><<if $metMalus>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concat ("Agnes Breast Feed")>><</if>><<if !$metSherwin>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concat ("Meet Sherwin")>><</if>><<if $metSherwin && $sexualPreference == 0>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concat ("Sherwin Oral")>><</if>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Hannah First">><<include [[Travel To ABDL Hannah First]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Hannah Normal">><<include [[Travel To ABDL Hannah Diaper Check]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Hannah Decision">><<include [[Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Hannah Player Nursery">><<include [[Travel To ABDL Hannah Sent To Nursery]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Hannah TV">><<include [[Travel To ABDL Hannah TV]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Agnes Breast Feed">><<include [[Travel To Aunt Agnes Breast Feed Start]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Meet Sherwin">><<include [[Travel To ABDL Sherwin Meet]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Sherwin Oral">><<include [[Travel To ABDL Sherwin Oral Start]]>><<else>>You see nothing out of the ordinary as you make your way to your destination. <<include [[Travel To End]]>><</if>>/* normal random encounters */<<else>><<set $random = random(1,100)>><<if $random<=5 && $random>=1>><<include [[Travel To Sleeping Sub]]>><<elseif $random<=10 && $random>=6>><<include [[Travel To Watch Blowjob]]>><<elseif $random<=15 && $random>=11>><<include [[Travel To Cum Covered Woman]]>><<elseif $random<=20 && $random>=16 && $nonConPlay>><<include [[Travel To Elavator Guest Rape]]>><<elseif $random<=25 && $random>=21 && $waterSportsPlay && $sexualPreference !=1>><<include [[Travel To Drunk Watersports Start]]>><<elseif $random<=30 && $random>=26 && $cumPlay>><<include [[Travel To Cum Filled Lift Start]]>><<elseif $random<=35 && $random>=31 && $lactationPlay>><<include [[Travel To Experimental Hucow Start]]>><<elseif $random<=40 && $random>=36>><<include [[Travel To Bunny Girl Recruitment Start]]>><<elseif $random<=45 && $random>=41>><<include [[Travel To Water Bucket]]>><<elseif $random<=50 && $random>=46>><<include [[Travel To Girly Hair Gang Start]]>><<else>>You see nothing out of the ordinary as you make your way to your destination. <<include [[Travel To End]]>><</if>><</if>>

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<checkMonth>><<set $earnings = 0>><<set $roomWait = false>><<set $auroraLittleLandFlag = false>><<addTime>><<include [[Travel Back Cum Production]]>>You head to the lift and make your selection to go back to your dormitory.<<if $lactating && $lactationPlay>> <<include [[Travel Back Lactating]]>><<else>> <</if>> <<set $random = random(1,100)>><<if $random<=5 && $random>=1 && $abdlPlay == true>><<include [[Travel Back ABDL Leaflet]]>><<elseif $random<=10 && $random>=6>><<include [[Travel Back BE Woman]]>><<elseif $random<=15 && $random>=11 && $waterSportsPlay>><<include [[Travel Back Woman Piss Self]]>><<elseif $random<=20 && $random>=16>><<include [[Travel Back Wrongful Punishment Meet]]>><<elseif $random<=25 && $random>=21>><<include [[Travel Back Tilly Lust Gas Start]]>><<elseif $random<=30 && $random>=26>><<include [[Travel Back Cat Girl Recruitment Start]]>><<elseif $random<=35 && $random>=31 && $nonHumanPlay>><<include [[Travel Back Blob Monster Attack Start]]>><<elseif $random<=40 && $random>=36>><<include [[Travel Back Space Princess Trailer]]>><<elseif $random<=45 && $random>=41 && ($currentMonth == 11 || $seasonalEvents)>><<include [[Travel Back Seasonal Santa Start]]>><<elseif $random<=50 && $random>=46>><<include [[Travel Back Jelly Prank]]>><<elseif $random<=55 && $random>=51 && !$metRachel>><<include [[Travel Back Meet Rachel First]]>><<elseif $random<=60 && $random>=56 && $metRachel && !$metFoxRachel>><<include [[Travel Back Meet Rachel Second]]>><<else>>You see nothing out of the ordinary as you make your way from the lift. <<include [[Travel Back End]]>><</if>>

<<set $ggp +=50>><<set $random = random(1,5)>><<if $random ==1>><<include [[Boring Job Mopping]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Boring Job Sign Post]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[Boring Job Toilets]]>><<elseif $random == 4>><<include [[Boring Job Package Delivery]]>><<elseif $random == 5>><<include [[Boring Job Litter]]>><</if>> You spend the next few hours taking part in your boring menial task. A metallic voice finally announces, "$firstName $secondName you have been awarded 50 G.G.P. for undertaking boring, but slightly helpful tasks for the facility". Only 50 G.G.P for all that work you think, this really doesn't seem fair. With your pay received you finish your task and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<addToWardrobe "Long Blue Dress">>You bring the Long Blue Dress to the shops counter. "It's pretty and girly but is it a little too long, how're you going to play in that?" Tilly wonders, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt">>You bring the Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt to the shops counter. "That's really pretty, we should totally go dancing later at some point. If only it was pink aswell" Tilly contributes, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Green Floral Summer Dress">>You bring the Green Floral Summer Dress to the shops counter. "OOOoh, that's super cute and girly, plus I bet you could easily hike it up to play, I love your choice. If only it was pink!" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants">>You bring the Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants to the shops counter. "Okay, like its pink which is cute, and on the bright side those yoga pants are tight and really show off your awesome body. But you're going to get really tired pulling them up and down all the time, maybe later we can cut a fuck hole in them" Tilly contributes, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

"A simple, but effective procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects always look better with a bigger pair of tits, gives your sexual partners something more to play with". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple, all I need to do is apply this cream to your breasts and they'll be bigger before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you wait, already naked, so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places both hands on simultaneously on your chest. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently gropes your chest, carefully applying the cream equally as possible. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, and looking down you're sure you notice a more obvious than normal bulge in his pants. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of strawberries, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that your breasts have even changed, growing slowly and consistently in size. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your chest, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but, however, a pleasant diversion as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, your breasts now visibly increased in size, maybe a <<checkBreast>>. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that on your chest lie a pair of <<checkBreast>> sized breasts. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A simple, but effective procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects always look worse with a smaller pair of tits in my opinion, but you have the points so you can have the procedure". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple, all I need to do is apply this cream to your breasts and they'll be smaller before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places both hands on simultaneously on your chest. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently gropes your chest, carefully applying the cream equally as possible. The look on his face is one of concentration and possibly disappointment. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of lemons, weird, but it could certainly smell worse. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that your breasts have even changed, shrinking slowly and consistently in size. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your chest, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but, however, a pleasant diversion as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, your breasts now visibly decreased in size, maybe <<if $breastSize <=0>>completely gone<<else>>a <<checkBreast>><</if>>. The doctor looks on for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that on your chest <<if $breastSize <=0>>you have no<<else>>lie a pair of <<checkBreast>> sized<</if>> breasts. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"Are you sure you want this procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects always look so boring when they return their ears back to normal". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, nothing in hand. "Okay $firstName, so the procedure is very simple, all I need to do is shoot you with the radiation cannon and it should purge the alteration and return your ears back to normal", he says motioning at a large cylinder on a strut hanging above you, "you're in safe hands, the treatment should more than protect you, there really is nothing to worry about". Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the doctor to line up the weird cylinder. Then you hear a !Click! as her presses down a button. You feel a little light headed, your head feeling a little warm but nothing else. You reach up to check if you still have ears on top of your head, but find only empty space. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. On top of your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair you have no ears on top of your head. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic Anthro Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A simple, but effective procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects normally find that their sexual partners find greater enjoyment from oral sex once it's been applied". He gestures for you to stay where you are as he begins looking in a desk drawer. Coming back after a moment with a weird device in hand. The side of the device you can see is shaped like a pair of lips. Without any build up the doctor holds the device towards you, at face level, and states, "Please place your lips against the lip shaped outcropping, the device uses a set of micro-injectors to quickly and painlessly apply the lip increasing serum". Your worries at least partially mitigated, you press your lips against the device, hearing a faint click from the side the doctor holds. Almost immediately he pulls the device back, leaving you slightly worried that it might not have worked. Though you do notice a momentary warmth around your lips which might indicate at least something has happened. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that on your face now lie a pair of <<checkLips>> lips. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A simple, but effective procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Are you really sure you want to make them smaller? The subjects normally find that their sexual partners find greater enjoyment from oral sex once it's been applied, you don't really want to alter that do you?". He gestures for you to stay where you are as he begins looking in a desk drawer. Coming back after a moment with a weird device in hand. The side of the device you can see is shaped like a pair of lips. Without any build up the doctor holds the device towards you, at face level, and states, "Please place your lips against the lip shaped outcropping, the device uses a set of micro-injectors to quickly and painlessly apply the lip decreasing serum". Your worries at least partially mitigated, you press your lips against the device, hearing a faint click from the side the doctor holds. Almost immediately he pulls the device back, leaving you slightly worried that it might not have worked. Though you do notice a momentary warmth around your lips which might indicate at least something has happened. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that on your face now lie a pair of <<checkLips>> lips. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

<<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $makeupStyleJobCheck = $makeupStyle>><<if $submission < -25>><<set $submission += 5>><</if>>Travelling through the facility, you arrive at the listed destination, a simple door that reads, "Qwick Fuck - staff entrance". Opening the door, you enter into a long, relatively empty room except a set of plush seats down the middle. Doors line the walls on both sides of the room, LCD screens above them filled with various statements about whether the cubicles are occupied, if there is a client waiting and what the client is looking for. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/QwickLarge.png]]</div> Sitting behind a small desk to your immediate right is a large muscular man<<if $height <= 60>> who even when sitting towers over you,<</if>> wearing only a tight pair of leather trousers. His bold head slightly reflects the light of the room. Upon seeing you he strokes his long beard and looks down at a handheld tablet. <<if visited("Glory Hole Job First Time") >0>>"It's always good to have you in $firstName, lets get you signed into the system so we can make a lot of money", Smiles Mr Qwick. He looks down at the tablet, "So, <<if $sexualPreference !=3>>any preference on the type of clients today?<<else>>ready to get to work?<</if>>", asks Mr Qwick, as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. <<if $sexualPreference == 3>>[[Get to work|Glory Hole Job Mixed]]<<else>>Do you:<<if $sexualPreference != 1>> [[Select male clients|Glory Hole Job Male]]<</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 2>> [[Select female clients|Glory Hole Job Female]]<</if>><<if $sexualPreference ==0>> [[Select mixed clients|Glory Hole Job Mixed]]<</if>><</if>> <<else>><<if $metQwick>>"Nice to see you again $firstName. As you know, I'm Mr Qwick, and I run this sex service outlet. Clients come in on the other side of the cubicles, put down some money and select what they're after. The staff members, that would be you, wait in here until someone wants someone like you. At which time you provide it. You do a good job, they might tip you, you don't get the money but you do get some extra G.G.P so it's worth doing a good job. When you come in you take off your clothes, put them by the door until you leave. So any questions so far?", says the large man, his voice softer and more comforting than you expected from his muscular frame.<<else>>"Nice to meet you, I'm Mr Qwick and I run this sex service outlet. Clients come in on the other side of the cubicles, put down some money and select what they're after. The staff members, that would be you, wait in here until someone wants someone like you. At which time you provide it. You do a good job, they might tip you, you don't get the money but you do get some extra G.G.P so it's worth doing a good job. When you come in you take off your clothes, put them by the door until you leave. So any questions so far?", says the large man, his voice softer and more comforting than you expected from his muscular frame.<</if>> You shake your head, trying to process everything <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. "Good, that makes everything much more simple. You play along and do a good job and I'll look after you. I have at least a few workers here who I bought at the end of their training. You could do a lot worse than ending up here. However, if you try and hurt any of my clients you'll regret it, but only briefly", pausing briefly for effect, he then continues, "Seeing as you're new here we have a training device to get you used to working here as I'm not sure of any previous experience you might have. Try to put some effort in, you're getting paid and you don't even have to deal with any clients". He walks over to a door next to his desk, unlike the others, and opens it letting you see a small cubicle with a small screen to one side and a hole at about waist height in the wall facing you as you look in. Mr Qwick looks at you, "Just head in and follow what the computer tells you, it's really simple stuff". Do you: [[Comply happily, ready to start your new job|Glory Hole Job First Time][$submitted = true; $resisted = false; $metQwick = true; if($submission <= 95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;}; $ggp +=200; $timesSuckedDick +=1; if($vagina){$timesVaginallyFucked +=1}; $timesAnallyFucked +=1]] [[Resigned to the situation, comply and enter|Glory Hole Job First Time][$submitted = false; $resisted = false; $ggp +=100; $metQwick = true; $timesSuckedDick +=1; if($vagina){$timesVaginallyFucked +=1}; $timesAnallyFucked +=1]] [[Refuse, you've changed your mind|Glory Hole Job First Time][$submitted = false; $resisted = true; if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;}; $ggp +=50; $metQwick = true; $timesSuckedDick +=1; if($vagina){$timesVaginallyFucked +=1}; $timesAnallyFucked +=1]]<</if>>

<<set $holderInt = 0>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random==1>><<include [[Glory Hole Female Client 1]]>><<elseif $random==2>><<include [[Glory Hole Female Client 2]]>><<elseif $random==3>><<include [[Glory Hole Misc Client 1]]>><</if>>

<<set $holderInt = 1>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random==1>><<include [[Glory Hole Male Client 1]]>><<elseif $random==2>><<include [[Glory Hole Male Client 2]]>><<elseif $random==3>><<include [[Glory Hole Misc Client 1]]>><</if>>

<<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>><<set $holderInt = 0>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $holderInt = 1>><</if>><<set $random = random(1,5)>><<if $random==1>><<include [[Glory Hole Male Client 1]]>><<elseif $random==2>><<include [[Glory Hole Female Client 1]]>><<elseif $random==3>><<include [[Glory Hole Male Client 2]]>><<elseif $random==4>><<include [[Glory Hole Female Client 2]]>><<elseif $random==5>><<include [[Glory Hole Misc Client 1]]>><</if>>

<<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $submitted == true && $resisted == false>>This is going to be fun you think, looking forward to whatever is going to happen to you.<<elseif $submitted == false && $resisted == false>>You gulp, resigned to undertaking whatever training they've assigned to you, you enter the room.<<else>>You don't want to do this, you've changed your mind, you turn around to find your way blocked by the large frame of Mr Qwick. "Getting cold feet? Can't have that can we", he answers to himself as he gives you a shove into the tiny room, you're easily displaced by the mans intense strength. You pick yourself up, planning out how to try and slip past him.<</if>> The door closes behind you, leaving you in the small, empty cell. With a flash the screen lights up, showing the same avatar as the tablet in your room. "Hello $firstName, I am Alice and I am here to guide you through the basics of sexual service. To start with, please kneel on the floor facing the hole in the wall", states the familiar monotone voice of Alice. <<if $resisted>>You're not going to comply you think, options limited you start to look for a way out or an override switch of some kind, turning your back to the hole. "Trainee is resisting, applying restraints", you hear momentarily before your knocked off of your feet, a pair of thick white strips circling your legs, pulling them out from under you. As you try to move your hands down to tug the strips off another pair descend on you, binding up your arms forcing you into the previously described position in front of the hole. You start to yell at Alice to let you go.<<else>>You kneel on the floor awaiting further instructions. The floor is surprisingly comfortable, well padded to ensure you can stay kneeling for a long time. You wait, looking at the hole, head height to your current position<</if>> Catching you by surprise, a dildo suddenly erupts from the hole, maybe 8 inches in length, quickly lodging its way into your mouth and down your throat. You splutter, gagging around the latex shaft. Retreating slightly before making the plunge once again, you manage to catch a short breath in-between the frantic pounding of the dildo into your face hole. This carries on for what you'd guess was another 5 minutes before the pace of the pounding picks up, becoming less ordered and more chaotic. For a second you would swear the dildo has become thicker, before it stops all of a sudden fully extended down your now tender throat. A sudden warmth erupts in your stomach before the dildo slowly pulls itself out. You feel horny, your deepthroating session doing nothing to alleviate your own needs. "Good job. Please re-adjust yourself and prepare for <<if $vagina>>vaginal and <</if>>anal glory-hole training", continues Alice as you get your breath back. <<if $resisted>>The straps restraining your limbs snake out further from the walls, allowing them to re-adjust your resistant form into a kneeling position, your rear now facing the holes. Momentarily hope springs to you as you realise that your behind is nowhere near the hole, set higher in the wall. That hope is quickly shattered however as the floor starts to rise, setting you perfectly in line with the hole. <<else>>You re-adjust your form into a kneeling position, your rear now facing the holes. Quickly you realise that your behind is nowhere near the hole, set higher in the wall. That, however, is soon corrected as the floor starts to rise, setting you perfectly in line with the hole. <</if>><<if $vagina>> Perfectly aligned with your constantly drooling cunt, the dildo spears you with its full 8 inch length, taking no time to let you adjust to the sudden intrusion. Once again, as with the previous interaction with the dildo, it proves to be merciless in its savage thrusting, painfully pounding in your, thankfully, sodden pussy. As you become accustomed to the machine-fucking you slowly start to convert some of the ache into pleasure, relaxing your internal walls to more easily allow the penetration. After 5 minutes of consistent heavy fucking, pleasure building with you, the dildo picks up in speed, once again swelling slightly before depositing its contents deep, a faint warmth spreading within your pussy. Disappointingly, the dildo pulls back, leaving you feeling empty and unfulfilled, though from what Alice said before that won't be for much longer.<</if>> <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/GloryHoleTraining.jpg]]</div> <</if>>You hear the dildo whirring, as if making a change to its position. A cold feeling surprises you as you feel something, liquid of some sort, squirted on your ass hole, causing you to squeal a little in response. This time, as the dildo makes contact with your rear hole, it impales you much more slowly. It slowly and mechanically pushes against your tight anal ring, breaching it with unrelenting pressure, causing a burning sting, despite the copious amount of lubrication. The feeling of the dildo impaling your rear passage is odd, and more than a little uncomfortable. However, beneath the discomfort there is a satisfaction, helping to press you slowly towards your own pleasure. The dildo starts picking up its pace, though fucking you slower than it had previously, something that you're certainly thankful for. Before long you can feel a pressure build, a sign of your impending orgasm, spurred on by the dildo pistoning in and out off your ass. Simultaneously as you finally peak, cumming heavily, <<if $vagina>>a steam of cum bursting from your pussy<<else>>a stream of cum spouting from your dick<</if>>, the dildo also bulges, spilling its own contents deep into your bowels. With a short beep the dildo fully retreats, your asshole feeling weirdly empty from its absence, before it disappears back deep into the hole in the wall. The floor descending back to its natural state. As you're set down you look at the screen again.<<if $submitted == true && $resisted == false>>"Enthusiastic training : G.G.P + 200"<<elseif $submitted == false && $resisted == false>>"Completed training : G.G.P + 100"<<else>>"Reluctant training : G.G.P + 50"<</if>>, reads the screen. The door behind you clicking open, a towel dispensing from an up until now hidden slot in the wall. With your pay received you clean up<<if $currentClothing !="Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">> and put back on your clothing<</if>>. "I hope you had fun, just a short session to get you started, come back anytime", adds Mr Qwick as you begin to leave through the staff door. You think about your opinion of what just happened as you travel back to your room, was it: [[A lot of fun|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($submission <= 95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Something you had to do|followDestination('Travel Back')]] [[Horrible, you don't ever want to be in that situation again|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;};]]

"Okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, thank you for showing interest in our beauty treatments. We offer a wide range of colouring and styling options, as well as hair care treatments to lengthen your hair. Additionally <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> I can provide hair cuts, though we make bookings for that based on a set hair reduction, and I'd have to undo any styling you already have applied to cut or lengthen your hair so be cautious", Anna explains meekly, still not making eye contact with you. Do you: <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Request A Hair Dyeing Have Anna dye your hair from a massive selection of colour options. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase A Hair Dyeing|Salon Dye Hair Input][$ggp -=200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Request A Hair Styling Have Anna style your hair in a way your desire from a massive selection of preview options. The chosen style will persist for about the next 10 days. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase A Hair Styling|Salon Style Hair Input][$ggp -=200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $hairLength <7>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Request A Hair Lengthening Have Anna apply hair lengthening solutions to your hair to cause rapid onset hair growth. Will undo existing hair styling. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase A Hair Lengthening|Salon Lengthen Hair][$hairLength+=1; $ggp -=300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $hairLength >1>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Request A Hair Cut Have Anna cut your hair back slightly, taking some length off of it. Will undo existing hair styling. Price: 100 G.G.P <<if $ggp <100>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase A Hair Cut|Salon Cut Hair][$hairLength-=1; $ggp -=100]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $hairLength >3 && !$fringe>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Request A Fringe Cut Have Anna cut a fringe into your hair. Price: 100 G.G.P <<if $ggp <100>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase A Fringe Cut|Salon Cut Fringe][$fringe = true; $ggp -=100]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Request A Skin Dyeing Have Anna permanently dye your skin from a massive selection of colour options, completely changing your base skin tone. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase A Skin Dyeing|Salon Skin Tone Input][$ggp -=300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $skinType == 1|| $skinType == 2>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Request A Fur Dyeing Have Anna permanently dye your fur from a massive selection of colour options, completely changing your base fur colour. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase A Fur Dyeing|Salon Dye Fur Input][$ggp -=200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $skinType == 3|| $skinType == 4>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Request A Spray Painting Have Anna spray paint your non-organic layer, changing its colour to anything from a wide array of options. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase A Spray Painting|Salon Paint Body Input][$ggp -=200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $skinType == 5>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Request A Scale Painting Have Anna paint your scales, changing their colour to anything from a wide array of options. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase A Spray Painting|Salon Paint Scales Input][$ggp -=200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if !$hairFreeze && !$hairRapid>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Request The Hair Growth Freeze Treatment Have Anna treat your hair with a series of chemicals which will stop it from naturally growing on its own. Though, the treatment won’t protect you from more un-natural forms of hair growth. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase The Hair Growth Freeze Treatment|Salon Hair Treatment][$ggp -=500; $hairFreeze = true; $holderInt = 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Request The Rapid Hair Growth Treatment Have Anna treat your hair with a series of chemicals which will cause it to grow more rapidly, lowering the time you’ll have to wait down to around 3 days from the usual 7 of those under the standard trainee program treatment. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase The Rapid Hair Growth Treatment|Salon Hair Treatment][$ggp -=500; $hairRapid = true; $holderInt = 2]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $hairRapid || $hairFreeze>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Request The Hair Treatment Remover Have Anna treat your hair with a series of chemicals which will counteract previous hair growth related treatments you’ve received from her. This should <<if $hairRapid>>stop your hair growing as quickly<<else>>allow your hair to naturally grow again<</if>>. Price: 100 G.G.P <<if $ggp <100>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase The Hair Treatment Remover|Salon Hair Treatment][$ggp -=100; $hairFreeze = false; $hairRapid = false; $holderInt = 3]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div> [[Decide to not get anymore procedures for now|Salon]]

<<set _hairColourHolder = $hairColour>>"These are the options available for hair dyeing <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName", whispers Anna as she stumbles, grabbing for a laminated menu, listing the hair colour options. After taking a moment to recompose herself, her face having turned a deep red, she gracefully hands you the catalogue, filled with pictures of the different hair colour options. <hr> Hair Colour Menu:<table> <tr> <td>Brown</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$hairColour" "brown">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Blonde</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$hairColour" "blonde">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Red</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$hairColour" "red">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Black</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$hairColour" "black">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>White</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$hairColour" "white">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Grey</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$hairColour" "grey">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Blue</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$hairColour" "blue">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Green</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$hairColour" "green">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Pink</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$hairColour" "pink">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Platinum Blonde</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$hairColour" "platinum blonde">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Custom Colour</td><td></td><td><<textbox "$hairColour" "">></td> </tr> </table><<button [[Choose colour|Salon Dye Hair Initialised]]>><</button>> [[Cancel Procedure|Salon Transformation Options][$ggp += 200; $hairColour = _hairColourHolder]]

You decide to spend more time with Anna. Nervously she nods and offers you a seat, retrieving a water pitcher from a back wall before stuttering an offer of drinks and snacks while you wait. It takes a little while to get through to her that you’re not waiting here, but wanting to chat with her, but you manage it eventually. Anna shakes a bit in her seat next to you, obviously unsure of how to act around you. She does, however try, making quiet small talk, and listening attentively, letting you steer the conversation to topics which you enjoy. Overall you get the picture that her issues aren’t based on fear, or dislike of you, but more of a general shyness which plagues the woman. Seeing as she submissively lets you control the conversation, you take a moment to decide what to say next. Do you: [[Finish spending time with Anna|Salon]]

<<checkMonth>><<if lastVisited("Dorm Hub") is 1>>You leave your dormitory and enter the lift, traveling to the shopping hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Admin Hub") is 1>> You leave the administrative hub and enter the lift, traveling to the shopping hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Recreational Hub") is 1>>You leave the recreational hub and enter the lift, traveling to the shopping hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Sexual Hub") is 1>>You leave the sexual services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the shopping hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Fetish Hub") is 1>>You leave the fetish services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the shopping hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Industrial Hub") is 1>>You leave the industrial services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the shopping hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Medical Hub") is 1>>You leave the medical services plaza and enter the lift, traveling to the shopping hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<else>>You walk back into the main shopping hub and try to decide where to go next.<</if>> <<set $random = random(1,100)>><<if $random<=5 && $random>=1>><<include [[Shopping Hub Cat Girl Leaflet]]>><<elseif $random<=10 && $random>=6 && $bimboPlay>><<include [[Shopping Hub Bimbo Shoes]]>><<elseif $random<=15 && $random>=11 && $lactationPlay>><<include [[Shopping Hub Milk Free Samples]]>><<elseif $random<=20 && $random>=16 && $cumPlay>><<include [[Shopping Hub Cum Drink Stand Start]]>><<elseif $random<=25 && $random>=21>><<include [[Shopping Hub Slave Tattooing Start]]>><<elseif $random<=30 && $random>=26>><<include [[Shopping Hub Wallet Drop Start]]>><<elseif $random<=35 && $random>=31 &&($currentMonth == 1 || $seasonalEvents)>><<include [[Shopping Hub Festive Kissing Booth Start]]>><<else>>You see nothing out of the ordinary as you walk around the main shopping hub.<</if>><<if ($currentMonth == 11 || $seasonalEvents) && !visited("Shopping Hub Seasonal Santa")>> Erected in the middle of the main shopping plaza is a little snowy cottage, surrounded by small people wearing bright green and red clothing. A long queue, labelled ‘Santa’s Grotto’ sits at the entrance, and for the looks of it whatever is going on is not only popular with the guests, but also free. With a little spare time on your hands, [[maybe you should go check it out|Shopping Hub Seasonal Santa]]?<</if>> Do you: <a data-passage="Shop">Go to the General Store</a> <a data-passage="Salon">Go to the Salon</a> <a data-passage="Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall">Go to Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall</a> <a data-passage="Alice Princess Closet">Go to Alice Princess Closet</a> <a data-passage="Flirty Touch">Go to Flirty Touch - Lingerie And Nightwear Store</a> <a data-passage="All That Glitters">Go to All That Glitters - Accessories Store</a> <a data-passage="Dollz">Go to Dollz - Rave-wear and Sexy Fashion Outlet</a> <a data-passage="Maid For Service">Go to Maid For Service – Maid Apparel, Accessories & Supplies</a> <a data-passage="Wicked Cheap">Go to Wicked Cheap – Casual & Business Wear Clothing Outlet</a> <a data-passage="Pink Outpost">Go to Pink Outpost – Exceptionally Pink Clothes & Accessories</a> <<if !$metMari>>[[Try and see if you can pick pocket someone|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket First Time][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;}; $metMari = true; $ggp += 500]]<<else>>[[Look around for pick pocketing targets|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Search]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>>Floor Selection: <a data-passage="Admin Hub">Administrative Floor</a> <a data-passage="Dorm Hub">Dormitory Floor</a> <a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Shopping Floor</a> <a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Recreational Floor</a> <a data-passage="Medical Hub">Medical Floor</a> <a data-passage="Sexual Hub">Sexual Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Fetish Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Industrial Hub">Industrial Services Floor</a><<else>><div class='map' align="center"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/Menu9.png"/><a data-passage="Admin Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight8.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Dorm Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight7.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight6.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight5.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight4.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Sexual Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight3.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight2.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Industrial Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight1.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<set _hairStyleHolder = $hairStyle>>"These are the options available for hair style <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName", whispers Anna as she stumbles, grabbing for a laminated menu, listing the hair style options. After taking a moment to recompose herself, her face having turned a deep red, she gracefully hands you the catalogue, filled with pictures of the different hair style options. <hr> Hair Style Menu:<div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Curly <<radiobutton "$hairStyle" 4 checked>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/BlackCurl.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $hairLength >= 4>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Ringlets <<radiobutton "$hairStyle" 5>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/BlondeRing.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Loose Bun <<radiobutton "$hairStyle" 6>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/BrownLBun.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Braided Bun <<radiobutton "$hairStyle" 7>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/RedBBun.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Loose Pigtails <<radiobutton "$hairStyle" 8>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/BlackLPig.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Braided Pigtails <<radiobutton "$hairStyle" 9>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/BlondeBPig.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Loose Ponytail <<radiobutton "$hairStyle" 10>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/BrownLPony.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Braided Ponytail <<radiobutton "$hairStyle" 11>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/RedBPony.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div><<button [[Choose style|Salon Style Hair Initialised]]>><</button>> [[Cancel Procedure|Salon Transformation Options][$ggp += 200; $hairStyle = _hairStyleHolder]]

You point at the option to have your hair dyed $hairColour, handing the laminated menu back to Anna. She gives a short bow, as she takes it chiming quietly a, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, a very good choice". Gently directing you towards one of the comfortable salon hair treatment chairs she runs over to a table top, looking over a selection of brightly coloured bottles. "<<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName, the hair colouring ... we offer here is very impressive, it doesn't ... dye your hair, instead altering your hair colour ... at a deeper level. You should find that any other hair will ... also take on the new colour, it also won't fade", the quiet woman explains, occasionally stopping to collect herself. Walking back over to you, Anna is now carrying a glass bottle filled with a $hairColour liquid, topped with a spray nozzle. Lying back in the chair, you let Anna get to work, spraying the contents of the bottle on your <<checkHair>> hair and carefully working it in with her latex encased fingers. Watching her in the large mirror, you see she looks much more confident, lost in her work. After a few minutes of ensuring the mixture has an even covering Anna takes a step back, grabbing something that looks a bit like a hairdryer. Without saying anything, she continues her task, running the hairdryer shaped device around your head. Every so often a bright flash of light springs from the device, the hair its being pointed at suddenly becoming slightly warm, the sensation running all the way up to the roots. Another 10 minutes later, Anna puts down the hairdryer like device, her face somewhere in between an excited giddiness and her usual submissive attitude. "Is <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> happy with the new colour?", she asks, picking up a hand mirror from the counter, holding it behind you so that you can get a full view of your freshly coloured hair. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Your <<checkHair>> hair, styled in a <<checkHairStyle>> style, is now a vibrant $hairColour, just like the picture in the catalogue. Smiling, you nod your assent. Anna gives you a wide, heart warming smile, obviously glad you are content with her work. Happy with your new hair colour [[you go back to considering salon treatments|Salon Transformation Options]].

<<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 10>>You point at the option to have your hair styled in a <<checkHairStyle>> manner, handing the laminated menu back to Anna. She gives a short bow, as she takes it chiming quietly a, "Yes <<if $femininity >=0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, a very good choice". Gently directing you towards one of the comfortable salon hair treatment chairs she runs over to a table top, looking over a selection of brightly coloured bottles. "<<if $femininity >=0>>Miss<<else>>Mister<</if>> $firstName, the hair styling ... we offer here is very impressive, we used to ... do it manually, now we don't, instead altering your hair ... at a deeper level. It won't get ruined ... without a lot of effort, returning ... back to your new style automatically over time. Though ... I used to like doing the styling myself", the quiet woman explains, occasionally stopping to collect herself. Walking back with a spray bottle under nestled in her armpit, Anna takes hold of a large device on wheels, the top of it shaped like a large white cylinder. "Okay <<if $femininity >=0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, I need to ... spray your hair, then put the styling chamber ... over your head", she whispers as she gets everything in place. Lying back in the chair, you let Anna get to work, spraying the contents of the bottle on your <<checkHair>> hair and carefully working it in with her latex encased fingers. Watching her in the large mirror, you see she looks much more confident, lost in her work. After a few minutes of ensuring the mixture has an even covering Anna takes a step back. Realigning the strange wheeled device, so that the cylinder, which you can now see is on an adjustable strut, now surrounds your head. Inside the device it's rather dark, broken occasionally by brief bursts of light, focused from a variety of small spots. Every flash is accompanied by the hair nearest it suddenly becoming slightly warm, the sensation running all the way up to the roots. You're also vaguely aware of a feeling of movement around your head, though you've yet to see anything in the brief moments of light. About 10 minutes later, Anna removes the device covering your head. Her face somewhere in between an excited giddiness and her usual submissive attitude. "Is <<if $femininity >=0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> happy with the new style?", she asks, picking up a hand mirror from the counter, holding it behind you so that you can get a full view of your freshly styled hair. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair, now styled in a <<checkHairStyle>>, just like the picture in the catalogue. Smiling, you nod your assent. Anna gives you a wide, heart warming smile, obviously glad you are content with her work. Happy with your new hair style [[you go back to considering salon treatments|Salon Transformation Options]]

<<checkMonth>><<if lastVisited("Dorm Hub") is 1>>You leave your dormitory and enter the lift, traveling to the recreational hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Admin Hub") is 1>> You leave the administrative hub and enter the lift, traveling to the recreational hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Shopping Hub") is 1>>You leave the main shopping hub and enter the lift, traveling to the recreational hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Sexual Hub") is 1>>You leave the sexual services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the recreational hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Fetish Hub") is 1>>You leave the fetish services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the recreational hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Industrial Hub") is 1>>You leave the industrial services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the recreational hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Medical Hub") is 1>>You leave the medical services plaza and enter the lift, traveling to the recreational hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<else>>You walk back into the main recreational hub and try to decide where to go next.<</if>> <<set $random = random(1,100)>><<if $random<=5 && $random>=1>><<include [[Recreational Hub Club B Promo]]>><<elseif $random<=10 && $random>=6 && $petPlay>><<include [[Recreational Hub Cat Girl Walks Dog Girl]]>><<elseif $random<=15 && $random>=11>><<include [[Recreational Hub Free Hugs Meet]]>><<elseif $random<=20 && $random>=16 && $lactationPlay>><<include [[Recreational Hub Farm Festival Start]]>><<elseif $random<=25 && $random>=21 && $abdlPlay>><<include [[Recreational Hub Malus Breast Feeding Start]]>><<else>>You see nothing out of the ordinary as you walk around the main recreational hub.<</if>><<if !visited("Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity")>> Sitting at a small table all alone in the middle of one of the central food courts you notice a sad looking red-headed woman staring at a cup of tea listlessly. Seeing that she has no-one with her and seems upset, you wonder if going to try and cheer her up might be a good idea.<</if>><<if ($currentMonth == 3 || $seasonalEvents) && !visited("Recreational Hub Seasonal Bunny Stuffing Start")>> Erected in the middle of the main recreational plaza is a little faux meadow, surrounded by gargantuan decorative painted eggs. Gathered around a large comfortable picnicking blanket you notice a bunch of overjoyed bunny-eared maids, a smattering of wicker baskets nearby them. With a little spare time on your hands, [[maybe you should go check it out|Recreational Hub Seasonal Bunny Stuffing Start]]?<</if>> Do you: <a data-passage="The Fainting Goat Bar">Go to "The Fainting Goat" bar</a> <a data-passage="Club B">Go to "Club B"</a> <<if visited("Restaurant Alfonsi")>><a data-passage="Restaurant Alfonsi">Go to Restaurant Alfonsi</a><<else>><a data-passage="Restaurant Alfonsi">Go to an unnamed restaurant</a><</if>> <a data-passage="Pussy Lickers">Go to "Pussy Lickers" Cat-Girl Maid Cafe</a><<if $time <= 5>> <<if visited("Janus Beans")>><a data-passage="Janus Beans">Go to Janus Beans</a><<else>><a data-passage="Janus Beans">Go to Janus Beans … Anus Beans … J’Anus Beans? </a><</if>><</if>> <<if visited("Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity")>>[[Go over and spend some time with Felicity|Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity]]<<else>>[[Attempt to talk to the upset appearing red-headed woman|Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>>Floor Selection: <a data-passage="Admin Hub">Administrative Floor</a> <a data-passage="Dorm Hub">Dormitory Floor</a> <a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Shopping Floor</a> <a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Recreational Floor</a> <a data-passage="Medical Hub">Medical Floor</a> <a data-passage="Sexual Hub">Sexual Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Fetish Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Industrial Hub">Industrial Services Floor</a><<else>><div class='map' align="center"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/Menu9.png"/><a data-passage="Admin Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight8.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Dorm Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight7.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight6.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight5.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight4.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Sexual Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight3.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight2.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Industrial Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight1.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<checkMonth>><<if lastVisited("Dorm Hub") is 1>>You leave your dormitory and enter the lift, traveling to the sexual services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Admin Hub") is 1>> You leave the administrative hub and enter the lift, traveling to the sexual services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Shopping Hub") is 1>>You leave the main shopping hub and enter the lift, traveling to the sexual services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Recreational Hub") is 1>>You leave the recreational services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the sexual services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Fetish Hub") is 1>>You leave the fetish services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the sexual services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Industrial Hub") is 1>>You leave the industrial services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the sexual services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Medical Hub") is 1>>You leave the medical services plaza and enter the lift, traveling to the sexual services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<else>>You walk back into the main shopping hub and try to decide where to go next.<</if>> <<set $random = random(1,100)>><<if $random<=5 && $random>=1>><<include [[Sexual Hub Crying Slavegirl Start]]>><<elseif $random<=10 && $random>=6>><<include [[Sexual Hub Brothel Body Writing Start]]>><<elseif $random<=15 && $random>=11 &&($currentMonth == 11 || $seasonalEvents)>><<include [[Sexual Hub Festive Mystery Gift]]>><<elseif $random<=20 && $random>=16>><<include [[Sexual Hub Free Slave Sex]]>><<elseif $random<=25 && $random>=21>><<include [[Sexual Hub Slave Fashion Start]]>><<elseif $random<=30 && $random>=26 && $sexualPreference != 2>><<include [[Sexual Hub Altar Of Venus]]>><<else>>You see nothing out of the ordinary as you walk around the sexual services hub.<</if>><<if ($currentMonth == 1 || $seasonalEvents) && !visited("Sexual Hub Festive Cupid Start")>> Erected in the middle of the main sexual services plaza is a strange love-heart shaped building, a large queue of people leading up to the entryway. As strange pink drones with white bird-like wings fly past you, you do think it odd that the love-heart structure appears oddly mechanical and robotic. With a little spare time on your hands, [[maybe you should go check it out|Sexual Hub Festive Cupid Start]]?<</if>> Do you: <a data-passage="Planet Orgasmos">Go to Planet Orgasmos - Out Of This World Sex Toys & Accessories</a> <a data-passage="Glory Hole">Go to Qwick Fuck Glory-Hole</a> <a data-passage="Brothel">Go to Sarah's Den of Opulence</a><<if visited("Exhibitionism Training Main") >0>> [[Go over and spend some time with Ashley|Sexual Hub Spend Time With Ashley]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>>Floor Selection: <a data-passage="Admin Hub">Administrative Floor</a> <a data-passage="Dorm Hub">Dormitory Floor</a> <a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Shopping Floor</a> <a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Recreational Floor</a> <a data-passage="Medical Hub">Medical Floor</a> <a data-passage="Sexual Hub">Sexual Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Fetish Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Industrial Hub">Industrial Services Floor</a><<else>><div class='map' align="center"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/Menu9.png"/><a data-passage="Admin Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight8.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Dorm Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight7.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight6.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight5.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight4.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Sexual Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight3.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight2.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Industrial Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight1.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<if lastVisited("Dorm Hub") is 1>>You leave your dormitory and enter the lift, traveling to the fetish services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Admin Hub") is 1>> You leave the administrative hub and enter the lift, traveling to the fetish services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Shopping Hub") is 1>>You leave the main shopping hub and enter the lift, traveling to the fetish services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Recreational Hub") is 1>>You leave the recreational services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the fetish services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Sexual Hub") is 1>>You leave the sexual services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the fetish services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Industrial Hub") is 1>>You leave the industrial services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the fetish services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Medical Hub") is 1>>You leave the medical services plaza and enter the lift, traveling to the fetish services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<else>>You walk back into the main shopping hub and try to decide where to go next.<</if>> <<set $random = random(1,100)>><<if $random<=5 && $random>=1 && $waterSportsPlay>><<include [[Fetish Hub Public Urinal]]>><<elseif $random<=10 && $random>=6>><<include [[Fetish Hub Sell Cum Start]]>><<elseif $random<=15 && $random>=11 && $petPlay>><<include [[Fetish Hub Latex Puppy Start]]>><<elseif $random<=20 && $random>=16 && $lactationPlay>><<include [[Fetish Hub Wandering Hucow Start]]>><<elseif $random<=25 && $random>=21 && $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Slime Latex Catsuit") == -1>><<include [[Fetish Hub Slime Catsuit Start]]>><<elseif $random<=30 && $random>=26 && !$metAllie && $nonHumanPlay>><<include [[Fetish Hub Meet Allie]]>><<else>>You see nothing out of the ordinary as you walk around the fetish services hub.<</if>><<if ($currentMonth == 9 || $seasonalEvents) && !visited("Fetish Hub Festive Pumpkin Start")>> Over in one corner of the main fetish services plaza you spot a rather unusual sight. Shadowy despite the surrounding lights, a thick gathering of gnarled and twisted desiccated trees stand tall. A small wooden sign in front of the impromptu tree grove points to a small dirt track opening and reads, "PUMPKIN PATCH". With a little spare time on your hands, [[maybe you should go check it out|Fetish Hub Festive Pumpkin Start]]?<</if>> Do you: <a data-passage="Fur Life">Go to Fur Life</a> <a data-passage="Boundless">Go to Bound-less – Fetish, Latex and Leather Clothing Supplier</a><<if $petPlay>> <a data-passage="Kitten Caboodle">Go to Kitten Caboodle – Pet-Play Supplies & Accessories</a><</if>><<if $abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>> <a data-passage="Little Land Nursery">Go to Little Land Nursery</a><</if>><<if $metAllie && $nonHumanPlay && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>> [[Go over and spend some time with Allie|Fetish Hub Spend Time With Allie]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>>Floor Selection: <a data-passage="Admin Hub">Administrative Floor</a> <a data-passage="Dorm Hub">Dormitory Floor</a> <a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Shopping Floor</a> <a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Recreational Floor</a> <a data-passage="Medical Hub">Medical Floor</a> <a data-passage="Sexual Hub">Sexual Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Fetish Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Industrial Hub">Industrial Services Floor</a><<else>><div class='map' align="center"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/Menu9.png"/><a data-passage="Admin Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight8.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Dorm Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight7.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight6.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight5.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight4.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Sexual Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight3.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight2.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Industrial Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight1.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png'"/></a></div><</if>>

You see a sign above a well decorated, somewhat fancy looking, building facade titled, "The Qwick Fuck Glory-Hole". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/QwickFuck.png]]</div> Heading through the large, open, double doors you enter a long room, opulently furnished with thick carpets, tasteful erotic paintings line the walls between the mass of doors. Some of doors have a display above the listing them as occupied, though many seem to listed as empty. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/QwickSmall.png]]</div><<if visited()<=1>><<if $metQwick>>As you enter through the front doors, from a small side door listed as a, "staff door", enters the familiar leather pants wearing, shirtless giant of a man you know as Mr Qwick. "Hello $firstName, I didn't think I'd see you in here", he bellows heartily at you, moving closer to embrace you in a large hug. Knocking the breath from you with his hulking frame<<if $height <= 60>> that towers over you<</if>>, his thick arms crushing you against him. "I'm so glad you like it around here enough to come and visit, it is always nice to know that the workers enjoy being around here and want to spend their free time with me too".<<else>><<set $metQwick = true>>As you enter through the front doors, from a small side door listed as a, "staff door", enters a leather pants wearing, shirtless giant of a man. "Hello! Your kind do not usually come in here. This is a great day of celebration new friend", he bellows heartily at you, moving closer to embrace you in a large hug. Knocking the breath from you with his hulking frame, his thick arms crushing you against him. "I'm so glad you came and visited, it is always nice to meet trainees. I'm Mr Qwick. Come, come, maybe you would want to work for me some time. Or at least share a drink?".<</if>> "Hi", you manage, having difficulty breathing still. Seeing you having difficulty speaking, he lets you go, allowing you to swallow in a large gulp of fresh air. An awkward tension builds between you as the large man looks at you, worried that he's upset you. "Do you come out to see every customer?", you ask trying to break the awkward moment. "Oh no, I only ever come out to see VIP's and you are certainly a VIP in my eyes. So would you like to come and spend some time with me? I'm sure I have a bottle of something somewhere. Or are you here to check out the holes from the other side?", Qwick retorts, springing into an ever more jolly attitude.<<else>>"Couldn't keep yourself away", laughs the large shirtless, bold man you know as Mr Qwick. "Not even working and you still come to see me, I'm honoured. Or are you just here to play with the holes? I'll let you spend your G.G.P here if you want to play, seems a fair enough deal, and I can probably get repaid by the accounting department", he continues, his hands moving as if he's making trying to make a calculation.<</if>> Do you: [[Ask to use the glory hole|Glory Hole Options]] [[Ask him if you can spend some time with him|Glory Hole Spend Time With Mr Qwick]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Sexual Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Sexual Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

Wanting to have a look at the glory-hole’s ‘menu’ you let Mistress Sarah know, "Can I look at the glory-hole options? Please", patiently awaiting his response. Laughing joyfully, Mr Qwick slaps you on the back in a slightly too hard but well intentioned expression of his mirth. "Wanting to wet your <<if $penis>>wick<<else>>muffin<</if>>, eh? Do not worry, Mr Qwick is discrete and very understanding. Now get in there and have your fun", he continues to chuckle as he guides you over to one of the booths, pushing you inside. Inside the small but comfortable closet-like room, there really isn’t much sharing the space with you. Other than a touchscreen tablet in the wall in front of you, a hole beneath it with a metal barrier currently blocking it, and three separate handles, one on the top and one either side, the room is otherwise sparsely decorated. Drawing your attention to the tablet you see that it has a listing of available workers you can pay to use, minor details about them listed along with their entries, not that it particularly matters seeing as they’ll be completely out of view. Do you: <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><<if $sexualPreference != 2>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Miranda Carter Female, red-head, medium-length hair, E-Cup breasts, full lips. Bisexual. Available for; Oral, Vaginal, Anal, Breast-Play, Hand-Play. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $chastityLevel > 0 || $diaperLocked>>Unable to use services<<elseif $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>Too tired to use services<<elseif $ggp < 200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Pay for oral from her|Glory Hole Pay Oral Female][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 1>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Leroy Roberts Male, blonde, long hair, medium muscles, normal lips. Bisexual. Available for; Oral, Anal, Hand-Play. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $chastityLevel > 0 || $diaperLocked>>Unable to use services<<elseif $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>Too tired to use services<<elseif $ggp < 200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Pay for oral from him|Glory Hole Pay Oral Male][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div> [[Decide to stop using the glory-hole for now|Glory Hole]]

You decide to spend more time with Mr.Qwick. Joyfully he nods, and ushers you into a side room, steering you with one huge hand. The room seems to be a rather informal office, a desk filled with scattered paperwork cluing you in. However, between the pool table, the pinball machine, tv, and mini fridge, you get the feeling that the gentle giant of a man doesn’t get a lot of work done in here. Offering you a seat on the sofa, he grabs a couple of bottles out of the mini fridge, popping the tops off with his bare hands. Presenting one to you, you don’t recognise the brand, the text on the bottle rather foreign and confusing looking, though a little image of a mostly naked pigtailed girl in lederhosen gives you a clue to the origin. Laughing joyfully as he guzzles his beer, Mr.Qwick tells you how glad he is that you’ve come to visit, as otherwise he’d likely just be sitting around bored, trying to figure an excuse not to work. He regales you with a number of bawdy stories of drunken nights, and hot sexual encounters gone wrong, all the time roaring with genuine feeling laughter. As you chat more, you both relax in his man cave of an office, enjoying the break. You even play a bit of pool, Mr.Qwick skilfully prodding you into it. Seeing a brief respite in the conversation as he messes with pool ques, you decide what to do next. Do you: [[Finish spending time with Mr Qwick|Glory Hole]]

"An extremely simple procedure", answers Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects normally see a noticeable alteration in their physical features. Smaller noses, longer eyelashes, softer skin, etc. Really it's just a top up of your initial treatment". He gestures for you to stay where you are as he begins looking in a desk drawer. Coming back after a moment with a small vial, filled with a clear liquid, in hand. "The treatment is already effective within your body, this really is just a mild extra dose. All you need to do is drink this vial, the extra genetic material within it will directed and utilised by the existing treatment in your system to make your desired improvements", Radcliff explains. Your worries at least partially mitigated, you take the vial and swallow its contents. It tastes of faintly of strawberries you think as the liquid flows down your throat. With nothing else to do but wait you take a seat, thinking it best to be sitting just in case something weird happens. After 5 minutes you can't say you can recognise any changes, you feel a little warm but that's it. You signal for Dr.Radcliff, worried that nothing has changed. However from the smile on his face your concerns quickly disappear. The doctor looks on appraisingly for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that your face is now more feminine, having become <<checkFem>> in appearance. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"An extremely simple procedure, but are you sure you want to undo all of the good work we've been doing?", answers Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects normally see a noticeable alteration in their physical features. bulkier noses, increases in build, thicker skin, etc. Really it's just a top up of your initial treatment, well in reverse, but it's the same theory behind it". He gestures for you to stay where you are as he begins looking in a desk drawer. Coming back after a moment with a small vial, filled with a clear liquid, in hand. "The treatment is already effective within your body, this really is just a mild extra dose. All you need to do is drink this vial, the extra genetic material within it will directed and utilised by the existing treatment in your system to make your desired improvements", Radcliff explains. Your worries at least partially mitigated, you take the vial and swallow its contents. It tastes of faintly of lemons you think as the liquid flows down your throat. With nothing else to do but wait you take a seat, thinking it best to be sitting just in case something weird happens. After 5 minutes you can't say you can recognise any changes, you feel a little warm but that's it. You signal for Dr.Radcliff, worried that nothing has changed. However from the proud look on his face your concerns quickly disappear. The doctor looks on appraisingly for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that your face is now more masculine, having become <<checkFem>> in appearance. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

<<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<else>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>>You ask to have your hair cut, pointing at the wall-mounted menu. Anna gives a short bow, chiming quietly a, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, a very good choice". Gently directing you towards one of the comfortable salon hair treatment chairs she runs over to a table top, looking over a tray containing a selection of scissors and hair styling tools. "<<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName, thank you for letting me cut your hair ... with all the new technical treatments ... I just don't get to do it myself much. Don't worry though ... I'm properly trained. Just thanks, <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>", the quiet woman explains, occasionally stopping to collect herself, a slightly wistful look in her eyes. A moments pause later she picks up the tray of supplies, placing it on top of a wheeled cart, which she rolls over to your seat. Without a word she gets to work, combing, cutting, occasionally spraying your hair with a number of different spray bottles. Looking in the mirror you can see the concentration etched on Anna's face, cutting your hair with the meticulous detail of an expert. About 10 minutes later she puts down the scissors and comb, taking a step back. Her face somewhere in between an excited giddiness and her usual submissive attitude. "Is <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> happy with the new hair cut?", she asks, picking up a hand mirror from the counter, holding it behind you so that you can get a full view of your freshly cut hair. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Your $hairColour hair is now <<checkHair>>, now in a <<checkHairStyle>> style. Smiling, you nod your assent. Anna gives you a wide, heart warming smile, obviously glad you are content with her work. Happy with your new hair cut [[you go back to considering salon treatments|Salon Transformation Options]]

<<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<else>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>>You ask to have your hair lengthened, pointing at the wall-mounted menu. Anna gives a short bow, chiming quietly a, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, a very good choice". Gently directing you towards one of the comfortable salon hair treatment chairs she runs over to a table top, looking over a tray containing a selection of scissors and hair styling tools. "<<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName, thank you for letting me grow out your hair ... with all the new technical treatments ... I just don't get to do a lot of manual work, myself, much. Don't worry though ... I'm properly trained. Just thanks, <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>", the quiet woman explains, occasionally stopping to collect herself, a slightly wistful look in her eyes. A moments pause later she picks up the tray of supplies, placing it on top of a wheeled cart, which she rolls over to your seat. Without a word she gets to work, combing, spraying your hair with a number of different spray bottles, ocassionally cutting sections to ensure an even growth. Your hair folicules tingle with heat, as you see your hair grow out in front of your eyes. Looking in the mirror you can see the concentration etched on Anna's face, growing and trimming your hair with the meticulous detail of an expert. About 10 minutes later she puts down the scissors and comb, taking a step back. Her face somewhere in between an excited giddiness and her usual submissive attitude. "Is <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> happy with the new hair growth?", she asks, picking up a hand mirror from the counter, holding it behind you so that you can get a full view of your freshly grown out hair. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Your $hairColour hair is now <<checkHair>>, its style now a <<checkHairStyle>>. Smiling, you nod your assent. Anna gives you a wide, heart warming smile, obviously glad you are content with her work. Happy with your new hair growth [[you go back to considering salon treatments|Salon Transformation Options]]

<<set $ggp -= 100>>Finally arriving at your destination, you find yourself in the sexual services hub, a huge multi-tiered atrium lined with storefronts offering everything from glory-hole blow jobs to romantic dinner dates. In the middle of the main plaza sits a completely naked woman<<if $exhbitionismSkill >=1>> you know as Ashley<</if>>, a large chest on the floor next to her. Upon seeing you she gets up and begins waving you over, "Over here $firstName, I've got you down for some exhibitionist training so get a move on and let’s have some fun". You're paying for it and she seems to know what you're here for so you head over quickly. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AshleyLarge.png]]</div> <<if $exhibitionismSkill == 0>><<include [[Exhibitionism Training Trained]]>><<elseif $exhibitionismSkill == 1>><<include [[Exhibitionism Training Expert]]>><<elseif $exhibitionismSkill == 2>><<include [[Exhibitionism Training Master]]>><<else>><<if $ashleyRelationship <=95>><<set $ashleyRelationship +=5>><<else>><<set $ashleyRelationship =100>><</if>><<set $random = random(1,3)>>"Well, there’s little more I can teach you but if you just want to play some more I’m more than happy to oblige", Ashley smiles, a happy grin on her face as you approach. <<if $random == 1>><<include [[Exhibitionism Training Extra 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Exhibitionism Training Extra 2]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[Exhibitionism Training Extra 3]]>><</if>><</if>>with your training complete, you clean up and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

You enter, "The Fainting Goat" bar, a rough looking drinking establishment with a large wooden sign hanging above the entrance featuring a rather grumpy looking goat. Inside, the bar is comfortable, but less well maintained than many of the places you've encountered within the facility, sticky floors and large stains indicate that this place needs a good cleaning. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FaintingGoat.png]]</div> <<if visited()<=1>>As you make your way to the bar you notice that the majority of the bars' patrons are agents wearing the familiar regulation body armour. You start to feel a bit nervous, questioning whether coming in here was a good idea. Just as you're about to turn around you feel a padded hand on your shoulder. "Where you think you're heading then, don't get many of your type in here. This place is for the lads who work here and their sluts, and you certainly don't look like you work for the gov", leers a voice from behind you, accompanied with a shove from behind as the man thrusts against your behind. Even with the armoured crotch you're sure you can feel an excessive bulge within his pants. You start to get nervous, worried how this is going to end, not wanting to really annoy the guards after the horror stories you've already heard. Just then you hear a familiar voice coming from a barstool to your left, "Get off Burt, that one’s mine. Anyway, you know you're more interested in fucking goats, why’d you go bothering a trainee in the first place". The last part sounding playful but with an underlying derision that you can see is clearly picked up on. Looking over, you spot the familiar silhouette of Agent Davis, a glass of whiskey in hand, his helmet off, instead placed on the bar next to him. Seemingly chastised by the small response, the man, Burt, let’s go of you, returning to a stool at the bar. Davis waves you over to him with his glass. "If you're here, might as well get a drink with me, you look like you need it", he proffers as he downs the rest of his glass, before asking for two more from the old man behind the bar. You sit on open stool next to Agent Davis, almost immediately being proffered your own glass of strong smelling whiskey. You take a sip to calm your nerves and are surprised by the strong alcoholic beverage, choking a little. Davis laughs good naturedly rubbing your back as you regain your breath, "Seems like you're having a shit day, want to hang out for a bit, at least until these lot clear out and you can get out of here without hassle. Some of these guys get mean when they're drunk so watch out around here". Seeing no other option really you wait at the bar nursing your drink until the coast is clear, Davis occasionally making small talk about little things like his favourite drinks or the weird stuff he's seen in the facility. After a while the bar calms down and it looks like you'll be able to leave unmolested. "If you want to keep talking you're free to stay longer", Davis adds as he sees you look at the doorway.<<else>>As you make your way to the bar it isn't too busy but you do spot many agents wearing their regulation government body armour, amongst them, the familiar silhouette of Agent Davis a glass of whiskey in hand, his helmet off, instead placed on the bar next to him. Seeing you arrive he waves you over with his glass. "If you're here, might as well get a drink with me", he proffers as he downs the rest of his glass.<</if>> Do you: [[Approach the bartender|The Fainting Goat Bar Drinks Menu]] [[Ask Davis if you can spend some time with him|The Fainting Goat Spend Time With Agent Davis]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

You decide to spend more time with Agent Davis. Sitting up at the bar<<if $height <= 60>> next to the much taller man<</if>>, you chat for a little while, with Davis taking charge of the conversation, mostly <<if $davisRelationship <25>>small talk of little meaning and anecdotes about people you've never met<<elseif $davisRelationship >=25 && $davisRelationship <50>>small talk of little meaning, interspersed with questions about how you've been doing<<elseif $davisRelationship >=50 && !$davisDating>>small talk filled with in jokes between the two of you, Davis spends a fair amount of time asking how you've been and listening to your problems<<else>>small talk, interspersed with compliments towards you. Davis attentively asks about how you've been, working hard to determine if you've been mistreated by anyone<</if>>. Overall, it's quite relaxing, just having a quick drink with someone, with nothing to worry about. Seeing an opening in the conversation as Davis takes a drink you think about what to do next. Do you: <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Davis at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>>[[Hang out with Davis|The Fainting Goat Hang Out With Agent Davis][if($davisRelationship<=98){$davisRelationship += 2;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;}; $actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>> [[Ask Davis about himself|Agent Davis Ask About Self]] [[Ask Davis about what he wants in a partner|Agent Davis Ask What He Wants In A Partner]] [[Ask Davis about what happens to people who cause trouble around here|Agent Davis Ask Trouble Makers]] [[Ask Davis about what the treatment is|Agent Davis Ask What Is The Treatment]]<<if $davisAttitude == 2 && $davisDating == true && $inventory.indexOf("Model jet kit") != -1>> [[Give Davis the model jet kit|The Fainting Goat Give Gift To Davis][if($davisRelationship<=98){$davisRelationship += 2;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;}; $davisAttitude = 1]]<</if>><<if $aliceQuestStarted && !$aliceQuestComplete && $inventory.indexOf("R&D Department key card") == -1>> [[Ask Davis whether he can get you a key card for R&D storage|Agent Davis Ask Him To Borrow A Key Card]]<</if>><<if $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && !visited("Agent Davis Report Gary")>> [[Report Agent Gary’s illegal activities to Davis|Agent Davis Report Gary]]<</if>> [[Finish spending time with Agent Davis|The Fainting Goat Bar]]

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Agent Davis a bit more about himself. "So how did you end up working for 'The Repurposing Center'?", you casually ask, smoothly slipping your question into the conversation as he takes a drink. A surprised look fills his face, unsure of where the question came from, "Sure, I mean it's not a secret or anything. You know how it is for work, options are limited, and I had a fairly large group of younger brothers and sisters, my mam couldn't afford to look after everyone without some support so I signed on for government service. Did some training, standard stuff. So, ten years of mostly civilian deployment, extra muscle for the police, guard duty, normal stuff. Pay was decent when you're living in government accommodation and I sent a chunk home to help out. After that I'd finished my commitment and got offered to work here on a normal contract. Some grab work, some guarding work, occasionally knocking in some skulls when things go to shit. On the upside, I get a good pay, free access to the girls, and if I get bored here, maybe want to do something else, I've got enough savings to do what I want. Overall, I'm not complaining, though it does get me feeling weary sometimes. Had a friend who used to call it weltschmerz, whatever that means", he finishes, smiling as he goes through it all. "So, if you weren't working here, what would you be doing?", you ask, curious if he has any plans for the future other than working at the facility. "I don't know. Maybe settle down, find a wife. Always have wondered about opening a hotel or something like that, not something big, just something small out in country where its quieter. Sounds a pretty good deal really, get some staff to do the cleaning and all you've got to do is say 'hi' and take their money. Plus, I like handling DIY projects, if I opened up a hotel or something I'd get to do some handyman work, maybe some building projects even", he continues, almost wistfully. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to drinking with Davis|The Fainting Goat Spend Time With Agent Davis]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Agent Davis what sort of partner he's into. "So, if you had to pick out your perfect partner, what would they be like?", you casually ask, smoothly slipping your question into the conversation as he takes a drink. Caught by surprise from the topic the agent coughs and splutters on his drink, taking a moment to get his breath back before laughing, "Good one, why you thinking of setting me up with someone?". Taking a pause, he continues, "alright then, if you must know. I'm just looking for a normal girl, someone I can settle down with. You know, picket fences, home cooked meals, couples stuff". "That's it?", you counter ,"Nothing else? with everything they do here you just want someone normal?" Looking for a moment nervous he continues, "Well yeah. I mean I'm not against anything they do here really, I'm not a fan of muscles or tough girls really but other than that I don't care if she has a tail or not if you catch my drift. Just so long as she's genuinely interested, a girl and not too muscly then I'm not too picky after that". Pressing on you continue, "So what about in the bedroom then?". Looking up somewhat uncomfortably from his drink he adds, "Alright, someone is really digging deep today. If you must know I like being in charge, what that means depends on the girl. That's all I'm saying", he finishes returning to his drink. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to drinking with Davis|The Fainting Goat Spend Time With Agent Davis]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Fishnet Bodysuit">>You bring the Black Fishnet Bodysuit to the shops counter. "This is so you, it's sheer and sexy, and like, anyone who sees you in this can see everything. You'll be covered in guys in no time I bet, you're super lucky for finding this, I'm totally jealous" Tilly jokingly pouts, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Miniskirt With No Top">>You bring the Pink Miniskirt With No Top to the shops counter. "This is so daring, I don't think I could be any prouder. You're going to be wearing pink, which is the awesome-est colour already and not wearing a top which is super awesome too. I'll bet you're going to be super sexy slut in this, everyone watching as you bounce around with everything out to see, just talking about it makes me want to fuck myself" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

Hints/Tips <ul> <li>Days are split up so that players can undertake 3 major actions a day (jobs, training or contacting npcs for dates), make use of your free time in the sandbox to change your appearance and find out more about npcs.</li> <li>Some appearance traits and training will affect the outcome or pay of some jobs, it might be beneficial to get more severe transformations early to benefit from them.</li> <li>Remember that removing transformations is normally more expensive than gaining them in the first place, plan appropriately.</li> <li>Upkeep might be small but it's there and paid at the end of every day, remember to keep some G.G.P spare just in case.</li> <li>You can recover from almost any change, it might just take a while and a bucket load of G.G.P. Don't be too discouraged if you end up with a transformation you don't like.</li> <li>A submissive start can lead to a large starting pool of G.G.P and extra progress towards feminine transformations, during the introduction look out for the option of an extra dose of the treatment.</li> <li>The AI (Alice) wants you to be submissive and will side against you in decisions unless you're submissive or are obviously trained in appropriate skills for the situation. You've been warned, she just wants to see you prosper.</li> <li>Pink text indicates bimbo speech, or bimbo concepts.</li> <li>You can within a time slot have casual sex (or masturbate) or hang out with characters, a limited number of times, spend these choices wisely.</li> <li>To increase your action limit, invest in a room size increase in the store. There may be other methods too, so look around for them.</li> <li>Some sandbox locations won't open up until you undertake certain jobs or training. And, some jobs and training won't open up until you've investigated certain sandbox locations. Searching around can open up lots of new options for you, so keep your eyes open.</li> <li>Some NPC’s and quests can only be unlocked by visiting sandbox locations multiple times. Examples for this include; hanging out with Mari repeatedly to unlock her quest (after unlocking her through pickpocketing), visiting Restaurant Alfonsi multiple times to unlock the related quest, visiting Fur Life multiple times (with Pet-Play content active) to meet the pet-play trainer.</li> </ul> Endings List - contains spoilers <button title="Click to show/hide endings list" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('endings list') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('endings list') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('endings list') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide endings list</button><div id="endings list" style="display:none"> - Ending 1: Your Big Problems (all) - Ending 2: Just Another Doll in a Doll Store (all) - Ending 3: Trying It All Over from the Start (ABDL/Diaper) - Ending 4: You Got a Little Lucky (ABDL/Diaper) - Ending 5: The Ultimate Roommate (all) - Ending 6: Forging Your Own Way (all) - Ending 7: Tiny Repercussions (all) - Ending 8: Corporate Footstool (all) - Ending 9: A Hole In A Wall (all) - Ending 10: Horsing Around (all) - Ending 11: Identity Theft Sucks (all) - Ending 12: A Dog’s Life (Pet-Play) - Ending 13: I Can Haz Kitten Fame? (Pet-Play) - Ending 14: A Stable Outcome (Pet-Play) - Ending 15: Dragon Bride (Non-Human Play) - Ending 16: Military Service (all) - Ending 17: Carrot Lover (Pet-Play) </div> <<back [[Return to game|$return]]>>

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Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Agent Davis a bit more about the facility. "So, after all those hints about staying out of trouble, what does happen to people who cause trouble around here?", you casually ask, smoothly slipping your question into the conversation as he takes a drink. Looking up from his drink he answers, "Don't go thinking about causing trouble in the first place. But if you must know, they basically come out the other end as snarge". Confused you ask, "What's snarge?". "Oh, sorry, forgot who I was talking to for a second. It's basically what’s left over when a bird hits a plane. It's a real mess. If you're looking for a proper answer, then I guess it varies. Some end up transformed into Fuck Dolls, others end up in all sorts of weird places; permanent fixtures, industrial dairy’s, completely addled fuck pets. They get a choice from a list, from what I hear most select becoming Fuck Dolls because it's the least bad choice. Like I said, don't cause any trouble, it all can get a lot worse", Davis lectures. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to drinking with Davis|The Fainting Goat Spend Time With Agent Davis]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Agent Davis a bit more about himself. "So, what actually is the treatment we all get when we first come here?", you casually ask, smoothly slipping your question into the conversation as he takes a drink. Looking up from his drink he answers, "Go ask a doctor or a scientist, I don't really get it anyway". Hoping you can get some more information from him you continue on, "You've been around here a while right? You must have heard something?". "Alright, I know a few things, just don't go acting up about it. So, everyone who works here gets a shot too that does something similar, it's filled with tiny robots that live in your blood stream, supposed to help them track you, keep you healthy, you know normal stuff. Apparently they use a stronger version on the trainees who get brought in, the things reprogram your body, make changes, add hormones and stuff. Had a doctor once try and explain it all to me but I couldn't figure out any of it, guy just kept talking about ... what was it ... cohomology or something, something about sequences anyway. The guy was pretty boring so I didn't catch on to much but we were stuck in the back of a van for hours do a transport run, so I didn't have much choice", reminisces the agent. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to drinking with Davis|The Fainting Goat Spend Time With Agent Davis]].

<<if $submission < -50>><<set $submission += 5>><</if>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $makeupStyleJobCheck = $makeupStyle>><<if $sweat>><<set $sweatJobCheck = true>><<else>><<set $sweatJobCheck = false>><</if>>Travelling through the facility, you arrive at the listed destination, a door that reads, "Sarah's Den of Opulence - staff entrance". Opening the door, you enter into a small room. Well decorated, yet relatively empty except a set of lockers seats to your left. Fine wallpaper, thick carpets, and an expensive chandelier light, make the room, though small, feel well cared for and just a little over the top. A single wooden door sits on the wall facing you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SarahLarge.png]]</div> Sitting behind an imposing desk to your immediate right is a tall looking woman wearing an expensive suit. Her long brown hair tied up in a neat bun. Upon seeing you she gestures you over whilst looking at a screen on her desk. <<if visited("Brothel Job First Time") >0>>"Good, you're on time. Clothes off and in the lockers, then <<if $sexualPreference != 3>>tell me what clients you're up for seeing today<<else>>you can get to seeing some clients<</if>>", the imperious woman you know as Miss Sarah intones, never looking up from her tablet screen. Following orders <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Thinking over what sort of clients you want to work with today. <<if $sexualPreference == 3>>[[Get to work|Brothel Job Mixed]]<<else>>Do you:<<if $sexualPreference != 1>> [[Select male clients|Brothel Job Male]]<</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 2>> [[Select female clients|Brothel Job Female]]<</if>><<if $sexualPreference ==0>> [[Select mixed clients|Brothel Job Mixed]]<</if>><</if>> <<else>><<if $metSarah>>"I see you've finally arrived. When I got the request today I thought I recognized you. I'll make this simple then, I'm not here to be your friend, end of. You're working for me and if you mess up, or piss off a client. Then I'll do everything in my power to see you reduced to a drooling husk of your former self begging for cock in every hole", the imperious woman intones, taking a moment to let this all set in for you. <<else>>"I see you've finally arrived. I'll make this simple then, I'm not here to be your friend, end of. You're working for me and if you mess up, or piss off a client. Then I'll do everything in my power to see you reduced to a drooling husk of your former self begging for cock in every hole", the imperious woman intones, taking a moment to let this all set in for you. <</if>> "Now, I don't know if you have any idea what you're doing, so rather than making my establishment look bad, I'm going to be your first client. I'm called Sarah to my friends and clients, but you're neither, so instead you'll refer to me as Miss Sarah, and maybe it'll help you get it through your head that when you're in my brothel I own you. So, the first direction that I'll give you whenever you come in, is to remove all your clothing and place them in the lockers behind you. If I want you clothed for a client, I'll offer you clothes". Not wanting to further anger the ill-tempered woman <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. "Good", nods Miss Sarah, looking you over, "I can work with this", she murmurs to herself. Opening the wooden door out of the room, she leads you down a plush red themed corridor, decorated with paintings and wall tapestries. You even make out a few weapons mounted on the walls, tasteful placards describing what they are, including a dark ages short sword that once belonged to a lord and a kusarigama that apparently was used by a famed assassin. Following onward you finally arrive at a door listed, "The Queen Suite", which your boss opens by simply approaching. As she enters, she looks back at you impatiently as if asking if you're coming in. Do you: [[Comply happily ready to start your new job|Brothel Job First Time][$submitted = true; $resisted = false; $metSarah = true; if($submission <= 95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;}; $ggp +=200; $timesMasturbated +=1]] [[Resigned to the situation comply and enter|Brothel Job First Time][$submitted = false; $resisted = false; $metSarah = true; $ggp +=100; $timesMasturbated +=1]] [[Refuse, you've changed your mind|Brothel Job First Time][$submitted = false; $resisted = true; if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;}; $metSarah = true; $ggp +=50; $timesMasturbated +=1; $numberOfComplaints +=1]]<</if>>

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $submitted == true && $resisted == false>>You happily walk into the room, looking forward to what is about to come, curious to see what the imposing brothel mistress has in store for you.<<elseif $submitted == false && $resisted == false>>You nervously walk in, worried about what is about to happen. A part of you doesn't even want to know what the brothel mistress has in store for you.<<else>>Seeing the imposing brothel mistress has given you some space, you decide now is your best chance to make an escape from the situation. Whatever she has planned for you is sure to be bad, and you don't want to stick around to find out. Turning around you make a run back towards where you came from, hoping to escape back through the staff door. As you turn away from her you hear an angry snarl from Miss Sarah, "You're going to regret your choice, very quickly!". You rush down the hall, almost colliding with the door, wrenching at the handle. Sadly, the door doesn't seem to budge. Looking over your shoulder you see an extremely oversized man, maybe 7-foot-tall, wearing a tailored suit that looks out of place on his large frame, heading steadily towards you. With no other options at hand you decide to keep trying to open the door, praying you'll get lucky and it'll open in time to offer you an escape. Sadly, that doesn't seem to be the case as you go limp, unable to control your limbs, at the same time as the large man reaches you. He slings you over his shoulder with ease, and takes you back to the room with Miss Sarah. Approaching you, so that she's face to face with you, Miss Sarah snarls, a dissatisfied look on her face. "Running isn't part of doing a good job. If you tried that with a client, I'd be having you dragged off by security. As is, I'm willing to be forgiving, with a little penance", turning to the large man she smiles, "Throw him on the bed, tie him off at the corners. After that, feel free to make use of one of the girls, on the house". Following the stated orders, you quickly find yourself on the bed, your extremities restrained to the corners. It is only now, awaiting whatever unpleasant fate the angry brothel mistress has in store for you, that you regain movement in your limbs. Miss Sarah approaches a large ball headed rod in hand, the ball end of which vibrates rapidly. "The punishment for trying to run, is that you don't get to orgasm in our little session", she smirks. Relief washes over you, of all the things you worried about, not getting to orgasm was low on the list. Teasingly, she lightly presses the wand against your crotch.<<if $vagina>>Your cunt feels amazing, as the vibrations run through your tiny pleasure buzzer<<else>>Your cock feels amazing as the vibrations run through the immensely sensitive slit of your cock head<</if>>. The sex toy is extremely powerful, forcing you to climb towards a climax in less than a minute. The smell of your arousal is heavy on the air, you tense in your bonds in anticipation, your need soon to be gloriously fulfilled. Until the vibrations stop. Looking up you see the sadistic grinning face of Miss Sarah, tutting and wagging a finger at you. <<if $vagina>>Your pussy<<else>>Your dick<</if>> thrums with unfulfilled need <<if !$vagina>>,your balls ache, as if trying to will a release into reality, <</if>>and you moan in frustration. The sadistic gleam still in her eyes, Miss Sarah waits until your arousal begins to dip again before she places the vibrator back against your needy crotch. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/BrothelInitialResist.jpg]]</div> <</if>>Hours pass in tormented frustration, though to you it feels timeless, disorientated by your need. Eventually, practically passed out from frustration, you are surprised as you feel a painful pleasure emerging from your crotch. Looking down you see that Miss Sarah hasn't yet removed the vibrating toy, instead pressing it more firmly into your <<if $vagina>>painfully sensitive clit<<else>>painfully sensitive cock head<</if>>. "I decided to let you cum, your cries of frustration were too cute to go unrewarded, just remember not to cross me again. Next time I might not be in such a good mood", she grins. You however, at this point are past the point of caring as an amazing full body orgasm rolls over you, causing your <<if $vagina>>overstimulated pussy to spray out fem cum<<else>>overstimulated cock to spray out a heavy load of cum<</if>>, leaving a wet patch over your thighs and stomach. As you slowly recover, Miss Sarah undoes your restraints, almost tenderly stroking the circulation back into your extremities.<</if>><<if $resisted == false>> Seeing you enter willingly, a small smile breaks across the dominant brothel owner's face. "Good, you can follow basic orders at least", Miss Sarah smirks, "Get on the bed, lie on your back". <<if $submission >= 10>>Your submissive tendencies coming through, you immediately follow the order<<else>>You balk a bit at the command, but decide that, at least for now, it's best to follow orders<</if>>. Lying on your back, your body fully on display to the bossy mistress, you expect for her soon to take action, maybe fondling your body a bit to start with. Instead, she takes a seat in a large, high backed chair, one leg draped over one of the seat's arms. Miss Sarah undoes the zip on her suit pants and moves her hand within, you notice a soft sigh produced from the action. "Do everything I say, and we'll both walk out of here happy", she states, looking over at you domineeringly. "First, spread your legs". The command is simple, and not too unusual for what you've experienced in the facility, so you comply without issue. Spreading your legs wide, showing your genitals openly and lewdly to your imposing boss. "Good", she intones, "Now start playing with yourself, I want to see your eyes on me at all times". Again, a relatively simple order, reaching down with both hands, you <<if $vagina>>spread your labia wide open, strumming your clit with your other hand<<else>>start to run your hand up and down your cock<<if $balls>>, your free hand caressing your ball sack<</if>><</if>>. You softly moan as the pleasure starts to take over, making the situation feel less uncomfortable as you get more in the mood. Watching Miss Sarah, you see that her free hand is now rubbing her breasts through her shirt, the hand down her pants seems to be moving quicker, still despite a number of small sighs she remains watching you. The look in her eyes is one of dominance and happiness. "Stop masturbating and lick your hand clean", you are commanded suddenly, catching you by surprise. Looking down at your hands you see that the hand you've been <<if $vagina>>using to play inside your feminine folds is coated in a thin layer of your juices<<else>>using to work your dick, is covered in a thin layer of pre cum<</if>>.<<if $submission >=10>> Without question, you bring your hand up to your mouth, lavishing your tongue across it, putting on a show for your temporary mistress<<else>> You balk at the command, not wanting to do something as dirty as tasting the by-products of your lust, however, the intense demanding look Miss Sarah casts at you pushes you to gingerly stick your tongue out and taste them<</if>>. The taste is a little salty, but also just a little sweet, if you didn't know so well where it comes from you'd probably very much enjoy it. Pleased by your co-operation, Miss Sarah nods for you to continue your previous masturbation. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/BrothelInitialSubmit.jpg]]</div> <</if>>Continuing your previous technique, you find your orgasm quickly building. Something about this situation, whether it’s the commands, the powerful woman, or maybe even your own nerves, is really pressing you towards a powerful orgasm. Just as you tip over the peak, your orgasm overtaking you, you hear your boss, the brothel mistress, let out a loud groan, reaching the same peak you are. Together you shake in place, watching each other from your positions, as your <<if $vagina>>pussy sprays out fem cum<<else>>cock sprays out a heavy load of cum<</if>>. "Good job", Miss Sarah tiredly speaks, "I'm happy with your performance, keep that up and you could make a good life for yourself here".<</if>> As you get your breath back, you look at the room’s wall-mounted screen, <<if $submitted == true && $resisted == false>>"Enthusiastic training : G.G.P + 200"<<elseif $submitted == false && $resisted == false>>"Completed training : G.G.P + 100"<<else>>"Reluctant training : G.G.P + 50"<</if>>, it reads, plastered in bold text across it. The door behind you clicking open, a towel handed to you by your boss, the brothel mistress, Miss Sarah. You think about your opinion of what just happened as you travel back to your room, was it: [[A lot of fun|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($submission <= 95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Something you had to do|followDestination('Travel Back')]] [[Horrible, you don't ever want to be in that situation again|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;};]]

<<set $holderInt = 1>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random==1>><<include [[Brothel Job Male Client 1]]>><<elseif $random==2>><<include [[Brothel Job Male Client 2]]>><<elseif $random==3>><<include [[Brothel Job Misc Client 1]]>><</if>>

<<set $holderInt = 0>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random==1>><<include [[Brothel Job Female Client 1]]>><<elseif $random==2>><<include [[Brothel Job Female Client 2]]>><<elseif $random==3>><<include [[Brothel Job Misc Client 1]]>><</if>>

<<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>><<set $holderInt = 0>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $holderInt = 1>><</if>><<set $random = random(1,5)>><<if $random==1>><<include [[Brothel Job Male Client 1]]>><<elseif $random==2>><<include [[Brothel Job Female Client 1]]>><<elseif $random==3>><<include [[Brothel Job Male Client 2]]>><<elseif $random==4>><<include [[Brothel Job Female Client 2]]>><<elseif $random==5>><<include [[Brothel Job Misc Client 1]]>><</if>>

"Are you sure you want this procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects always look so boring when they get rid of their tails". The doctor motions for you to lie down face first, in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist’s chair. Meanwhile, he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, a blue glowing, effervescent liquid-filled beaker in hand. "Okay $firstName, so the procedure is very simple, all I need to do is have you drink the contents of this beaker and then zap you with radiation cannon", he says motioning at a large cylinder on a strut hanging above you, "You're in safe hands, the treatment should more than protect you, there really is nothing to worry about". Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the doctor to pour the beakers contents down your throat. It tastes faintly of lemons, you think as he lines up the weird cylinder. Then you hear a !Click! as her presses down a button. You feel a little heat, your buttocks feeling a little warm but nothing else. You reach back to check whether you still have a tail, though find nothing in your search. The spot where your tail used to reside now only features smooth skin. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Looking back, you can see for sure that you no longer have a tail of any sort. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic Anthro Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"I love doing this procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects always look brilliant with a sexy <<if $tail == 1>>cat<<elseif $tail == 2>>dog<<elseif $tail == 3>>bunny<<elseif $tail == 4>>cow<<elseif $tail == 5>>fox<<elseif $tail == 6>>wolf<<elseif $tail == 7>>dragon<<elseif $tail == 11>>double snow fox<</if>> tail, something they got right in all that anime". The doctor motions for you to lie down face first, in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist’s chair. Meanwhile, he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, something resembling a <<if $tail == 1>>cat<<elseif $tail == 2>>dog<<elseif $tail == 3>>bunny<<elseif $tail == 4>>cow<<elseif $tail == 5>>fox<<elseif $tail == 6>>wolf<<elseif $tail == 7>>dragon<<elseif $tail == 11>>double snow fox<</if>> tail in hand. "Okay $firstName, so the procedure is very simple, all I need to do is put this tail at the base of your spine and then zap you with radiation cannon", he says motioning at a large cylinder on a strut hanging above you, "You're in safe hands, the treatment should more than protect you, there really is nothing to worry about". Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the doctor to maneuver the tail like object on you, just above the bum, and line up the weird cylinder. Then you hear a !Click! as her presses down a button. You feel a little heat, your buttocks feeling a little warm but nothing else. You reach back to check that the '<<if $tail == 1>>cat<<elseif $tail == 2>>dog<<elseif $tail == 3>>bunny<<elseif $tail == 4>>cow<<elseif $tail == 5>>fox<<elseif $tail == 6>>wolf<<elseif $tail == 7>>dragon<elseif $tail == 11>>double snow fox<</if>> tail' hasn't fallen off only to brush against something very sensitive. In fact, the sensation is so intense that you're prompted to spasm as a response, humping against the seat, your <<if $vagina>>pussy leaving a small puddle of lust<<else>>penis leaking a small glob of pre-cum in response<</if>>, that felt good. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Looking back, you can see starting just above your butt, a <<if $tail == 7>>magnificent dragon<<else>>cute, fluffy, <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> <<if $tail == 1>>cat<<elseif $tail == 2>>dog<<elseif $tail == 3>>bunny<<elseif $tail == 4>>puffball ended cow<<elseif $tail == 5>>fox<<elseif $tail == 6>>wolf<elseif $tail == 11>>double snow fox<</if>><</if>> tail. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic Anthro Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

Approaching Ashley, the nude brunettes' smile grows even wider, flipping her chestnut hair over her shoulder, giving you a clear look at her fabulous boobs. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AshleySmall.png]]</div><<if $ashleyRelationship >=25 && $ashleyRelationship <= 49>>Spotting you, she takes hold of one of her breasts, rolling her thumb across a thick, erect nipple. Moaning seductively, she says, "Back to see me already. Well, can't say I'm not glad to see you. The question is, are you here to work, talk, or to play?". Her statement made, she continues fondling herself, her eyes staring straight into your own. She bites her lip, as a particularly large moan erupts from her, yet she never breaks eye contact.<<elseif $ashleyRelationship >=50>>Spotting you, she spreads her legs wide, masturbating herself lewdly in your presence. Her fingers roaming unabashedly around her feminine hole and clit. Moaning breathily, she manages, "I'm glad you came to see me. Whenever I think of you, I can't stop myself from getting all hot and bothered. The question is, are you here to work, talk, or to help me sort this problem out?". Her statement made, she continues fondling herself, her eyes staring straight into your own. She bites her lip, as a particularly large moan erupts from her, even louder than the fervent wet slapping of her finger fucking herself, yet she never breaks eye contact with you. Looking longingly into your eyes.<<else>>"Back to see me already, and it's not even a scheduled lesson. Naughty. Well, can't say I'm not glad to see you. The question is, are you here to work, talk, or to play?". Her statement made, her eyes stare straight into your own. She bites her lip seductively as she lets her hands roam across her curves, never breaking eye contact with you.<</if>> Do you:<<if $sexualPreference != 2>> <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to offer to have casual sex with Ashley at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<elseif $diaperLocked>>You can't have casual sex with Ashley as you're locked in your diaper<<else>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1>>[[Offer to have casual sex with Ashley|Sexual Hub Diaper Sex With Ashley][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($ashleyRelationship<=97){$ashleyRelationship += 3;}else{$ashleyRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random == 2>>[[Offer to have casual sex with Ashley|Sexual Hub Diaper Spanks With Ashley][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($ashleyRelationship<=97){$ashleyRelationship += 3;}else{$ashleyRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random == 3>>[[Offer to have casual sex with Ashley|Sexual Hub Sex With Ashley][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($ashleyRelationship<=97){$ashleyRelationship += 3;}else{$ashleyRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>><<else>>[[Offer to have casual sex with Ashley|Sexual Hub Sex With Ashley][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($ashleyRelationship<=97){$ashleyRelationship += 3;}else{$ashleyRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>><</if>><</if>> <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Ashley at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>>[[Offer to hang out with Ashley|Sexual Hub Hang Out With Ashley][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($ashleyRelationship<=98){$ashleyRelationship += 2;}else{$ashleyRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>> [[Talk to Ashley about the exhibitionist prostitution job|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Main]] [[Finish spending time with Ashley|Sexual Hub]]

<<orgasm>><<set $timesHandJob += 1>><<set $timesMasturbated += 1>>You tell Ashley that you're here to play. The sound she makes in return is practically a purr, a sultry look on her face. "You want to play, then let’s play. But people who want to play, need to get nice and comfortable", indicating with her hands for you to get naked. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>You<<if $exhibitionismSkill <3>> nervously<</if>> remove your <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>$currentClothing and $currentUnderwear<<elseif $currentClothing!= "Naked">>$currentClothing<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>$currentUnderwear<</if>> as directed<<if $exhibitionismSkill <3>>, not sure you're ready for such brazen actions<</if>>, leaving you naked in the middle of the public plaza.<<else>>Thankfully you're already naked so don't need to get undressed.<</if>> Being nude in public gives you an embarrassing thrill, sending a pulse of arousal coursing through your body. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>> Meanwhile, as her eyes come across the $currentUnderwear currently lying on the flood, Ashley purrs with delight. Teasingly, she whispers to you, "Now that is embarrassing. I really should have seen that such a glutton for humiliation as you are, that you’d come to me wearing one of those eventually. I guess I’ll just have to remember it the next time I want to see your face go red like a tomato". Wagging her finger at you playfully, it seems that's all she has to say on the topic, for now at least.<</if>> "Good, now we can get started", she moans, as she pounces at you, catching you off-guard. Pressing her body up against you, she rubs her hands down your back, finishing with a tingling smack on your <<checkAss>> ass. Simultaneously, she delivers a deep possessive kiss upon your mouth, her tongue deeply exploring the mysteries of your mouth. Your tongues dance across each other as you passionately make out. Done spanking you, her hands readjust to the back of your head, firmly placed against your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair, stopping you from retreating as she takes further control. Your <<if $breastSize==0>>chest rubs against her prominent D-Cup breasts, two pairs of stiff nipples<<else>>pair of <<checkBreast>> breasts rub against her own prominent D-Cup breasts, two pairs of stiff puffy nipples<</if>> rubbing against each other sensuously as you embrace each other. The sensation sends shocks of hot pleasure through your body, <<if $vagina && !$penis>>making your pussy drip copious feminine fluids down your thighs<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>making your <<checkPenis>> cock stand fully erect as it's rubbed against her, while your pussy drips copious amounts of feminine fluids down your thighs<<else>>making your <<checkPenis>> cock stand fully erect, rubbing frantically against Ashley, a copious flow of pre-cum drips from the end running down your thigh<</if>>, eventually creating a small pool of your lust at your feet. Ashley too seems to be having the same problem, her own thighs slick with her need, mixing together with your own in the puddle at your feet. The smell of your entwined arousal is heavy on the air. "Time to start playing harder", she moans into your ear briefly, before returning to her possessive kiss. One of her hands moves down, taking hold of your own and guiding it between her thighs. Once she has guided your fingers deep into her pleasure hole, rocking against them in a steady rhythm, she begins to play with you at the same time. <<if $vagina>>Running her fingers up and down your sensitive folds, she teases your clit and making shallow thrusts into your needy hole<<else>>Running her hand up and down your sensitive rock-hard cock, thumbing the head teasingly<</if>>. Joined in your grinding, kissing and mutual masturbation, you begin to forget that you're doing all of this in the middle of a well-traveled plaza, filled with horny clients looking for sex. Before long you can take no more, climbing quickly towards a towering orgasm, shivering with pleasure as <<if $vagina>>your hot pussy gushes out a flow of fem cum<<else>>your firm dick hoses out a thick flow of cum<</if>>. As if triggered by your own pleasure, Ashley too begins to convulse, moaning loudly as your thighs are coating in her fem cum. Tired from the powerful orgasm you slowly pull back, Ashley stealing a rather sweet kiss from you in the process, as you sit on Ashley's trunk to regain your breath. <<if $exhibitionismSkill >=2>><<orgasm>><<if $penis>><<set $timesYourDickSucked +=1>><<else>><<set $timesYourPussyLicked +=1>><</if>>It’s over, you think to yourself, closing your eyes to rest for a moment. That’s when you hear a thud on the floor in front of you. Flicking your eyes open, you look down to see Ashley is now on her knees at your feet smiling up at you seductively as she licks her lips. "You didn’t think you’d get away without giving me a taste, did you?", she smirks, gently prying your legs apart. You probably couldn’t keep them shut if you wanted to with your current levels of exhaustion. Her head resting between your <<checkThigh>> thighs, she presses her face against <<if $penis>>your rapidly re-hardening dick<<else>>your cunt, still soaked with your juices<</if>>. Taking a deep sniff, as if savouring the moment, she sticks her tongue out teasing your crotch with just the tip. She toys with you like this for a little while, the assembled crowd extremely amused by your tired arousal. Eventually though she decides to stop toying with you, <<if $penis>>her mouth engulfing your <<checkPenis>> penis in one quick movement. Her warm wet hole feels perfect around your cock and you can’t help but cry out from the pleasure. Bobbing her head up and down with some pace, she presses you on towards her goal, eager to suck down a helping of well-earned cum.<<else>>her mouth latching onto your pussy in one swift movement. Her agile tongue snaking around your needy folds feels amazing and you can’t help but cry out from the pleasure. Swiping her tongue back and forth across your swollen feminine nub, she presses you on towards her goal, eager to drink down a helping of well-earned fem-cum.<</if>> Your eyes meet and you would almost say that she was smirking, though with her mouth occupied it’s hard to be sure. You almost fall off the trunk as she increases the intensity of her assault, sucking harder, her tongue working overtime. Unable to hold back and too exhausted to resist, you succumb to her skilled ministrations, your <<if $penis>>cock pulsing a load of cum into her mouth<<else>>vagina sending a spray of fem-cum directly into her mouth<</if>>. You feel amazing, unable to control your own spasms. Your <<checkThigh>> thighs wrap tightly around Ashley’s head, only pushing her head further into your crotch, extending your moment of bliss. Finally unclamping them, Ashley looks up at you from the floor, her face streaked with your fluids, a cheeky smile crossing her face, as she licks her lips searching out your cum. <<else>>It’s over, you think to yourself, so exhausted you can barely move.<</if>> A loud ring of applause cracks out across the plaza as a large crowd of onlookers clap and hoot their applause at your performance. You blush <<if $exhibitionismSkill <3>>heavily<<else>>a little<</if>> as reality comes back to you, and you realise that you just had sex in front of a large crowd of onlookers. Ashley on the other hand is at home in her element, taking a bow and blowing kisses at her admirers. "That was a lot of fun", she smirks, "You should come and play more often, I really do appreciate it".<<if $exhibitionismSkill ==3>> Laughing at Ashley’s playful comments, you stand up and do your own bow, revelling in the adoration of your spectators. Striding over to Ashley, her attention still focused on the crowd, you place your hands on either side of her face and give her a playful kiss, slipping your tongue into her mouth. At first, she looks surprised, but soon you start to feel her tongue tangling lustfully with your own, her eyes speak of her pride in your actions. With a final round of hooting applause, you disentangle yourself, giving one final bow to your onlookers.<</if>> Your sex session complete, you [[return to talking to Ashley|Sexual Hub Spend Time With Ashley]].

Deciding to broach the subject of the exhibitionist prostitution work that Ashley offers, you ask her, "Hey Ashley, can we talk about that job again?", Ashley’s sexual and predatory grin spreading wide. <<if $exhibJob == true>>"Ooo, very exciting! What would you like to know about it? Want to <<if $sexualPreference !=3>>change your preferences for the job<<else>>try and convince me to pay you more<</if>>?", she says, adding, "I hope you aren't here to quit your job and break my heart", at the end with a pout and a flutter of her eyelashes. Do you:<<if $sexualPreference == 0>> [[Set preference of the job to any clients|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Confirm][$exhibJobPref = 1]]<<elseif $sexualPreference == 3>> [[Continue with the job|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Confirm][$exhibJobPref = 1]]<</if>><<if $sexualPreference == 0>> [[Set preference of the job to male clients|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Confirm][$exhibJobPref = 2]]<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>> [[Continue with the job|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Confirm][$exhibJobPref = 2]]<</if>><<if $sexualPreference == 0>> [[Set preference of the job to only female clients|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Confirm][$exhibJobPref = 3]]<<elseif $sexualPreference == 1>> [[Continue with the job|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Confirm][$exhibJobPref = 3]]<</if>> [[Quit the job|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Decline][$exhibJob = false;]]<<else>>"Ooo, how wonderfully stimulating! So you want to know more about being a public whore? Guess you couldn't get enough after our play session. Well, the job is pretty simple. Your <<if $sexualPreference !=3>>preference of <</if>>clients will randomly come up to you as you're going about your business, and normally make use of you when you travel, having sex with you wherever you are. You get paid for every client and, if you're skilled at it, you'll see more clients. See, simple. So, you up for it?", she says, adding, "Could be a lot of fun", at the end with a wink and a seductive bite to her lower lip. Do you:<<if $sexualPreference == 0>> [[Agree to the job with any clients|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Confirm][$exhibJob = true; $exhibJobPref = 1]]<<elseif $sexualPreference == 3>> [[Agree to the job|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Confirm][$exhibJob = true; $exhibJobPref = 1]]<</if>><<if $sexualPreference == 0>> [[Agree to the job with only male clients|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Confirm][$exhibJob = true; $exhibJobPref = 2]]<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>> [[Agree to the the job|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Confirm][$exhibJob = true; $exhibJobPref = 2]]<</if>><<if $sexualPreference == 0>> [[Agree to the job with only female clients|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Confirm][$exhibJob = true; $exhibJobPref = 3]]<<elseif $sexualPreference == 1>> [[Agree to the job|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Confirm][$exhibJob = true; $exhibJobPref = 3]]<</if>> [[Decline the job|Sexual Hub Exhibitionist Job Decline]]<</if>>

<<if $exhibitionismSkill == 1>><<set $random = random(8,20)>><<elseif $exhibitionismSkill == 2>><<set $random = random(6,15)>><<elseif $exhibitionismSkill == 3>><<set $random = random(4,10)>><</if>><<set $exhibJobCountDown = $random>>For a moment Ashley taps at a tablet she picks off the floor. Then smiling, Ashley continues, "Great, so you're all set up for exhibitionist whoring. I've got you down as,<<if $exhibJobPref == 1>> open for sex with anyone<<elseif $exhibJobPref == 2>> open for sex with only men<<elseif $exhibJobPref == 3>> open for sex with only women<</if>>. If you want to change it at any point, come back here and talk to me. Also, you could always come back and quit, but that would make me sad, and you don't want that do you?", finishing with an obviously fake pout. You think for a moment that she might have more to say on the topic; however, she quickly bounces back to her normal demeaner. Realizing that she’s not really the type to talk about work too much, you once more [[find yourself standing in front of Ashley|Sexual Hub Spend Time With Ashley]].

For a moment Ashley taps at a tablet she picks off the floor. Then frowning, Ashley continues, "Great, so you're not working as a public whore. I guess you probably have your reasons, but it just seems sad that you decided against the job. I'll try not to take it as an insult", she finishes with a pout plainly plastered across her face. You worry for a moment that you might have upset her; however, she quickly bounces back to her normal demeaner. Taking a deep breath of relief you once more [[find yourself standing in front of Ashley|Sexual Hub Spend Time With Ashley]].

<<if $sweat>><<set $sweatJobCheck = true>><<else>><<set $sweatJobCheck = false>><</if>><<if $exhibitionismSkill == 1>><<set $random = random(8,20)>><<elseif $exhibitionismSkill == 2>><<set $random = random(6,15)>><<elseif $exhibitionismSkill == 3>><<set $random = random(4,10)>><</if>><<set $exhibJobCountDown = $random>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1 && $exhibitionismSkill >= 3>><<if $exhibJobPref == 1>><<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Exhib Job Interrupt Male Sex 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Exhib Job Interrupt Female Sex 1]]>><</if>><<elseif $exhibJobPref == 2>><<set $random = random(1,1)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Exhib Job Interrupt Male Sex 1]]>><</if>><<elseif $exhibJobPref == 3>><<set $random = random(1,1)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Exhib Job Interrupt Female Sex 1]]>><</if>><</if>><hr>Earnings Report - Exhibitionist Public Penetrative Sex <<set $earnings = 200>><<set $earnings += $exhibitionismSkill *25>><<if $breastSize >=4>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $assSize >=2>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $penis && $penisSize >= 3>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $currentClothing == "Naked">><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if $currentUnderwear == "Naked">><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $vaginalSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $penisSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $makeupStyle == 9>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif $makeupStyle == 4>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif ($makeupStyle >= 1 && $makeupStyle <= 5) || $makeupStyle == 11>><<set $earnings += 50>><<elseif $makeupStyle >= 6 && $makeupStyle <= 10>><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>>You performed penetrative sex in public: G.G.P + 200 Bonus for your exhibitionism skill: <<set $holderInt = $exhibitionismSkill*25>>G.G.P + $holderInt <<if $breastSize >=4>> Bonus for big breasts : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $assSize >=2>> Bonus for big ass : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $penis && $penisSize >= 3>> Bonus for big cock : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $currentClothing == "Naked">> Bonus for being nude : G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if $currentUnderwear == "Naked">> Bonus for having no underwear on : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for vaginal sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $vaginalSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for penile sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $penisSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $makeupStyle != 0>> <<if $makeupStyle == 9>>Bonus for heavily slutty style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif $makeupStyle == 4>>Bonus for lightly slutty style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif ($makeupStyle >= 1 && $makeupStyle <= 5) || $makeupStyle == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 50<<elseif $makeupStyle >= 6 && $makeupStyle <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<</if>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> <<elseif $random == 2 && $exhibitionismSkill >= 2>><<if $exhibJobPref == 1>><<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Exhib Job Interrupt Male Oral 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Exhib Job Interrupt Female Oral 1]]>><</if>><<elseif $exhibJobPref == 2>><<set $random = random(1,1)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Exhib Job Interrupt Male Oral 1]]>><</if>><<elseif $exhibJobPref == 3>><<set $random = random(1,1)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Exhib Job Interrupt Female Oral 1]]>><</if>><</if>><hr>Earnings Report - Exhibitionist Public Oral Sex <<set $earnings = 150>><<set $earnings += ($exhibitionismSkill *25)+($lipSize * 25)+($oralSexSkill * 25)>><<if $currentClothing == "Naked">><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if $currentUnderwear == "Naked">><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $makeupStyle == 9>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif $makeupStyle == 4>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif ($makeupStyle >= 1 && $makeupStyle <= 5) || $makeupStyle == 11>><<set $earnings += 50>><<elseif $makeupStyle >= 6 && $makeupStyle <= 10>><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>>You performed sex in public : G.G.P + 150 Bonus for your exhibitionism skill: <<set $holderInt = $exhibitionismSkill*25>>G.G.P + $holderInt<<if $lipSize !=0>> Bonus for having pleasurable lips : <<set $holderInt = $lipSize * 25>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $oralSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for oral sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $oralSexSkill * 25>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $currentClothing == "Naked">> Bonus for being nude : G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if $currentUnderwear == "Naked">> Bonus for having no underwear on : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $makeupStyle != 0>> <<if $makeupStyle == 9>>Bonus for heavily slutty style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif $makeupStyle == 4>>Bonus for lightly slutty style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif ($makeupStyle >= 1 && $makeupStyle <= 5) || $makeupStyle == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 50<<elseif $makeupStyle >= 6 && $makeupStyle <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<</if>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr><<else>><<if $exhibJobPref == 1>><<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Exhib Job Interrupt Male Hand 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Exhib Job Interrupt Female Hand 1]]>><</if>><<elseif $exhibJobPref == 2>><<set $random = random(1,1)>> <<if $random == 1>><<include [[Exhib Job Interrupt Male Hand 1]]>><</if>><<elseif $exhibJobPref == 3>><<set $random = random(1,1)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Exhib Job Interrupt Female Hand 1]]>><</if>><</if>><hr>Earnings Report - Exhibitionist Public Hand Job <<set $earnings = 100>><<set $earnings += $exhibitionismSkill *25>><<if $currentClothing == "Naked">><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if $currentUnderwear == "Naked">><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $makeupStyle == 9>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif $makeupStyle == 4>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif ($makeupStyle >= 1 && $makeupStyle <= 5) || $makeupStyle == 11>><<set $earnings += 50>><<elseif $makeupStyle >= 6 && $makeupStyle <= 10>><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>>You performed a hand job in public: G.G.P + 100 Bonus for your exhibitionism skill: <<set $holderInt = $exhibitionismSkill*25>>G.G.P + $holderInt <<if $currentClothing == "Naked">> Bonus for being nude : G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if $currentUnderwear == "Naked">> Bonus for having no underwear on : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $makeupStyle != 0>> <<if $makeupStyle == 9>>Bonus for heavily slutty style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif $makeupStyle == 4>>Bonus for lightly slutty style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif ($makeupStyle >= 1 && $makeupStyle <= 5) || $makeupStyle == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 50<<elseif $makeupStyle >= 6 && $makeupStyle <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<</if>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr><</if>>Your task complete you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].<<set $earnings = 0>>

You try to contact Agent Davis through your room terminal. After a brief ringing tone from your tablet the screen flickers slightly before revealing the armoured visage of Agent Davis. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/DavisSmall.png]]</div> "Hey <<if $davisDating>><<if $davisAttitude==1>>sweet-heart. Been missing you loads, can't wait until we can spend some more time together.<<elseif $davisAttitude==2>>fuck-slut. Been counting down the minutes before I get smash your holes again.<</if>><<else>>$firstName.<</if>> You need me for something? Or are you calling to hang out?", he asks. Do you:<<if $sexualPreference != 1>> <<if $penis||$breastSize == 0||$femininity <0>>[[Ask Agent Davis out on a date|Date Rejection Agent Davis]]<<else>>[[Ask Agent Davis out on a date|Date Accepted Agent Davis]]<</if>><</if>> [[Hang out with Agent Davis|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Hang Out With Agent Davis']] [[Return to contacts page|Contacts]]

You ask Davis if he might want to go on a date with you. He pauses for an uncomfortably long moment before replying. "Look <<if $davisDating>><<if $davisAttitude==1>>honey. I like you, but you're just not the girl I fell for. You were so much more feminine, and I just don't get why you changed that. Maybe we need to take things back to the start, if you still want to be together then you're going to need to be my girl, until then I guess we can still be friends<<elseif $davisAttitude==2>>fuck-slut. What the fuck have you done to yourself! I'm not into fucking guys, you should know that you stupid cum stain. If you still want to get railed by me then you're going to need to be more of a girl. Until then I'm not dating you, that's for sure, maybe we could still grab a drink sometime though<</if>><<else>>$firstName. You seem an alright sort, but I'm not interested in guys. If you want to grab a drink and hang out, that's fine. But, if you want to date me then you'll need to be a girl in every way<</if>>", states the imposing agent, his tone openly displaying how awkward he is having this conversation. Your request for a date rejected you [[go back to talking to Agent Davis|Contact Agent Davis][$davisDating = false; $davisAttitude = 0;]].

You make your way to the forwarded location, finding yourself at a small secluded sports bar a little way off from the recreational plaza. The place is cosy, seemingly not one of the more well travelled establishments of the facility. Sitting on a sofa, watching a football game on a large LCD screen, beer in hand, is the familiar form of Agent Davis. He seems to be out of his government issued body armour, giving you a clear look at his short brown hair and his defined masculine features. It's almost weird seeing an agent out of their regulation gear, though thinking on it for a moment you conclude that it does make you feel more comfortable with the situation. <<if $height <= 60>> Though, it probably doesn’t help make him seem much less intimidating being that he’s still probably taller than you despite being seated.<</if>> <<hygieneCheck>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>>Spotting you enter Davis waves you over with his beer bottle without really paying attention. Getting up and turning to give you a strong back patting hug, he suddenly recoils, "It’s good to see you mate, but … what happened> <<if $sweat>>You’re drenched in sweat, and not only can I smell it from miles off, I can even see it dripping from you. <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>Is that cum dripping off of you? <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>Are you drenched in piss? Really? <</if>><<if $hairCum>>I understand that this place is pretty sexual, but you could maybe make a little more effort in avoiding getting your hair cummed on. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>How did this even happen, you actually have piss dripping from your hair? <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>Cum stains on your outfit, how did that happen? <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Piss on your clothes, was that some kind of accident or something? <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>Maybe I’m not seeing things right, but you look like you’re dripping cum from your crotch. <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>You have piss running down your leg, couldn’t you have just used the bathroom? <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>What’s going on with your breath there, I can’t tell what it is but you need to brush better. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>No offense, but you stink pretty bad. <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>There’s something else too, just can’t put my finger on it. <</if>>Anyway, might as well stick around and keep drinking, just take the seat downwind of me alright", the man finishes, grabbing a bottle off of the coffee table in front of where he was sitting and offering it to you. Taking the bottle from him you’re almost stunned by the change in attitude of the off-work agent, not that you're complaining about the free drink even if he did comment on your hygiene in the process.<<else>>Spotting you enter, he waves you over with his beer bottle, surreptitiously taking a drink from it as he does. Approaching him, he gets up in response dragging you into a strong back patting hug. "Glad you could make it mate, got you a beer", ending the hug and grabbing a bottle off the coffee table in front of where he was sitting. Taking the bottle from him you're almost stunned by the change in attitude of the off-work agent, not that you're complaining about the free drink.<</if>> Taking a seat on a nearby sofa you start drinking, Davis buying new rounds for the both of you whenever you finish your drink. The two of you engage in small talk, commenting on the games shown on the screen, or sometimes about Davis's work. <<print either("He tells you about a particularly aggressive capture van target he had a couple of days ago that he had to knock out after the guy stole a stun rod from another agent","You end up talking about a cat girl waitressed restaurant that some of the other agents like to frequent");>>.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> He also makes a couple of comments about an odd smell that's stuck around the two of you during the time you've hung out, much to your embarrassment. Thankfully, he doesn't seem to put two and two together and realise that it's your dirty diaper he's smelling.<</if>> A few hours go by and you're having a really good time, relaxing and chatting with the off-duty agent. Yet all good things have to end eventually, so you make your farewells to Davis, receiving another manly hug in response. With your time to hang out come to an end you [[travel back to your room|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($davisRelationship<=95){$davisRelationship += 5;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;};]].

<<if !$davisDating>>You make your way to the recreational plaza, not sure what to expect of your upcoming date with the imposing agent, a slight worry that this might end badly for you sitting at the back of your mind. Arriving at the plaza, you peer around, trying to spot Davis, but sadly you can't spot him. He did say he might be late you ponder as you wait. A tap on your shoulder catches you by surprise, and you gasp at what you see when you turn around. Standing there wearing a suit and tie, a bouquet of roses in hand, is agent Davis, a nervous smile on his face. Seeing the agent out of his regulation body armour feels weird, but it does let you get a closer look at his muscular frame, outlined beneath the suit. His short dark hair and masculine chin clearly visible. <<hygieneCheck>><<if $diaperWetCounter > 0>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>>His disposition shifting slightly, Davis chews his lip, "It’s good to see you $firstName, but … what happened. <<if $sweat>>You’re drenched in sweat, and not only can I smell it from miles off, I can even see it dripping from you. <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>Is that cum dripping off of you? <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>Are you drenched in piss? Really? <</if>><<if $hairCum>>I understand that this place is pretty sexual, but you could maybe make a little more effort in avoiding getting your hair cummed on. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>How did this even happen, you actually have piss dripping from your hair? <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>Cum stains on your outfit, how did that happen? <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Piss on your clothes, was that some kind of accident or something? <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>Maybe I’m not seeing things right, but you look like you’re dripping cum from your crotch. <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>You have piss running down your leg, couldn’t you have just used the bathroom? <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>What’s going on with your breath there, I can’t tell what it is but you need to brush better. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>No offense, but you stink pretty bad. <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>There’s something else too, just can’t put my finger on it. <</if>>Anyway, we’ll have to do something about that. We don’t have long, but we can get you cleaned up quick before we miss our date reservation, we’ll need to rush though".<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Just as you're about to leave, Davis's nose twitches, a faint look of disgust crossing his face. You blush heavily as you realise just what he’s smelling on you, the contents of your dirty $currentUnderwear obviously detected by the imposing man. Nervously manoeuvring you about with ease, he bends you over, touching your diaper with a faint squishing sound as his hand makes contact with it, the smell getting worse as he does. Stifling a small awkward laugh Davis watches on as your cheeks turn crimson, slowly getting back up from the slightly bent diaper checking position. He obviously now knows the source of the smell, and seems to be more amused than anything, telling you to your embarrassment, "Didn’t realise that you needed those, not that it’s a problem. Maybe though, for future dates, you shouldn’t come out on a date with such a … full diaper. I guess the public diaper check was humiliating enough though, so maybe we should just move on from this and get you a change for it", motioning to you that he wants to continue with getting you cleaned up. Not sure how to react, you just keep quiet hoping this moment will be forgotten.<<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>><</if>> <<shower>><<brushTeeth>><<washClothes>>Rushed through a number of side passages and off into what you can only guess is a guard’s barracks by the insistent agent, you soon find yourself in an open shower room. Ushered to <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>get out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear so he can get them washed whilst you shower, you quickly strip out of your garments<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>get out of your $currentClothing so he can get it cleaned, you quickly strip out of your clothing<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>get out of your $currentUnderwear so he can get them cleaned, you quickly strip out of your underwear<<else>>to get yourself ready it doesn’t take long given how naked you are<</if>>. Next he offers you a bottle of body wash and a toothbrush, practically scooting you into the shower which he informs you is completely free. Having a quick yet surprisingly refreshing shower as you try to simultaneously brush your teeth, Davis is standing awaiting you finishing with a towel<<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">> and your freshly laundered clothes<</if>>. Getting dried<<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">> and redressed<</if>>, your date seems happy with the result now more tenderly rushing you through the main plaza you met him in.<<else>>"You look lovely $firstName. Sorry if I left you waiting, stripping out of the regulation gear takes a while. Don't worry though, I have reservations made at one of the quieter restaurants in the facility, it's a really nice place and no one will hassle you in there", dictates Davis, his voice a bit wobbly, a hint of nervousness present in his tone. <<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>There’s something else too, just can’t put my finger on it. <</if>>Anyway, we’ll have to do something about that. We don’t have long, but we can get you cleaned up quick before we miss our date reservation, we’ll need to rush though".<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Just as you're about to leave, Davis's nose twitches, a faint look of disgust crossing his face. You blush heavily as you realise just what he’s smelling on you, the contents of your dirty $currentUnderwear obviously detected by the imposing man. Nervously manoeuvring you about with ease, he bends you over, touching your diaper with a faint squishing sound as his hand makes contact with it, the smell getting worse as he does. Stifling a small awkward laugh Davis watches on as your cheeks turn crimson, slowly getting back up from the slightly bent diaper checking position. He obviously now knows the source of the smell, and seems to be more amused than anything, telling you to your embarrassment, "Didn’t realise that you needed those, not that it’s a problem. Maybe though, for future dates, you shouldn’t come out on a date with such a … full diaper. I guess the public diaper check was humiliating enough though, so maybe we should just move on from this", motioning to you that he wants to continue with your date. Not sure how to react, you just keep quiet hoping this moment will be forgotten.<</if>><</if>> Taking your hand in his, Davis leads you off of the plaza, heading down a much less well travelled corridor. He spends the walk making small talk, most of which comprises of compliments towards you, interspersed with a couple of worried questions about what foods you enjoy. Arriving at a small poorly signposted restaurant that seems to lack any name, [[Davis gently escorts you inside|Date Agent Davis First Date 1][if($davisRelationship<=97){$davisRelationship += 3;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;};]].<<else>>You make your way to the recreational plaza, not sure what to expect of your upcoming date with the imposing agent. Arriving at the plaza, you peer around, trying to spot Davis, but sadly you can't spot him. He did say he might be late you ponder as you wait. <<hygieneCheck>><<if $diaperWetCounter > 0>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0 && $davisAttitude == 1>>Tapping you on the shoulder, Davis’s face drops from an excited and happy expression to a look of worry, "What happened to you sweetheart, who did this to you! <<if $sweat>>You’re … well drenched in sweat honey, and it’s kind of bad. Did the lifts not work, and so you had to run here? <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>Did some brute throw cum on you? <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>Did some monster piss on you from a balcony as you walked past? We’ve had complaints about that happening. <</if>><<if $hairCum>>You have something in your hair … I hope it’s not a bird problem again. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>Was some punk throwing waterballoons? Whatever it is it’s all in your hair. <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>Did some dirty whore rub up against you in the lift? You have some … you know … and it’s stained your clothes. <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Why are your clothes soggy sweetheart? <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>You have something running down your leg, you didn’t get accosted by one of those weird experiments running loose in the vents did you? <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>You have … water … running down your leg. Did they lock you out of the bathrooms? <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>Your breath is a little … severe sweetheart, it must be the food here not agreeing with you. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>No offense honey, but you are a little … smelly, did you get stuck in the lifts with a stinky guest? <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>There’s something else too, just can’t put my finger on it. <</if>>Anyway, we’ll have to do something about that before anyone sees you like this, I wouldn’t want you to be embarrassed on our date. We should have enough time to get you cleaned up quick before we miss our date, but we may need to rush a bit though".<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Just as you're about to leave, Davis's nose twitches, a faint look of disgust crossing his face. You blush heavily as you realise just what he’s smelling on you, the contents of your dirty $currentUnderwear obviously detected by the imposing man. Nervously manoeuvring you about with ease, he bends you over, touching your diaper with a faint squishing sound as his hand makes contact with it, the smell getting worse as he does. Stifling a small awkward laugh Davis watches on as your cheeks turn crimson, slowly getting back up from the slightly bent diaper checking position. He obviously now knows the source of the smell, and seems to be more amused than anything, telling you to your embarrassment, "Didn’t realise that you needed those, not that it’s a problem. Maybe though, for future dates, you shouldn’t come out on a date with such a … full diaper. I guess the public diaper check was humiliating enough though, so maybe we should just move on from this and get you a change for it", motioning to you that he wants to continue with getting you cleaned up. Not sure how to react, you just keep quiet hoping this moment will be forgotten.<<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>><</if>> <<shower>><<brushTeeth>><<washClothes>>Gently ushered down a number of side passages and off into what you can only guess is a guard’s barracks by your insistent boyfriend, you soon find yourself in an open shower room. Nudged to <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>get out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear so he can get them washed whilst you shower, you quickly strip out of your garments<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>get out of your $currentClothing so he can get it cleaned, you quickly strip out of your clothing<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>get out of your $currentUnderwear so he can get them cleaned, you quickly strip out of your underwear<<else>>to get yourself ready it doesn’t take long given how naked you are<</if>>. Next, he offers you a bottle of body wash and a toothbrush, sweetly scooting you into the shower which he informs you is completely free. Having a quick yet surprisingly refreshing shower as you try to simultaneously brush your teeth, Davis is standing awaiting you finishing with a towel<<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">> and your freshly laundered clothes<</if>>. Getting dried by him<<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">> and redressed<</if>>, Davis seems much brighter with the result, giving you a tender hug and kissing you on the forehead. Now that you’re clean, wrapping his arm around your waist possessively, Davis walks you off <<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random==1>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Agent Davis Dinner][if($davisRelationship<=96){$davisRelationship += 4;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random==2>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Agent Davis Movie][if($davisRelationship<=96){$davisRelationship += 4;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>>.<<elseif $hygieneLevel > 0 && $davisAttitude == 2>>Tapping you on the shoulder, Davis’s face drops from an excited and cocky expression to a look of snide eyerolling exasperation, "I know you’re a slut, but when I say you’re a dirty girl I don’t mean for you to take it literally! <<if $sweat>>You’re a sweaty mess, practically dripping on this nice floor someone has to clean. <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>Got yourself a cum coating, like if you crossed a glazed donut and a whore. <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>You’re getting piss everywhere, don’t even know how you managed to get so covered in it but somehow you did. <</if>><<if $hairCum>>You got slut butter in your hair, giving blowies for favours I bet. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>You’re dripping piss from your hair, someone been using you as their own personal urinal slut? <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>You’ve got cum all over your outfit whore, remember to clean up properly for your daddy or we’ll have problems. <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>You’ve got piss on your clothes, bet you let some guy use you like a piss rag for a few points. <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>You’ve slutted things up so much you’ve got a whore trail leaking down your leg. <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>Managed to be such a dirty bimbo that you don’t even use the bathroom, just pissed yourself instead. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>Your breath reeks so bad I’d joke you’d serviced a naval ship worth of john’s if I didn’t know that was probably true. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>You smell so bad anyone we meet is going to think I’d picked you out of a dumpster you dirty slut. <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>There’s something else too, just can’t put my finger on it. <</if>>Anyway, I don’t know how to deal with you sometimes. Give me a second to think about what to do next". <<if $hygieneLevel > 3>>Sighing, Davis puts his hands in the air as if giving up in defeat, "Sorry slut, but you’re too much of an embarrassment to be seen in public with. Maybe try to look a little less like a gutter tramp next time you want to see me", your boyfriend grumpily walking off. You wait around a few minutes, but the tall agent doesn’t return seemingly serious about his issues with your hygiene. With your date now having come to an abrupt end, you <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.<<else>>Sighing Davis ultimately shrugs, "I guess I’m dating the garbage-pail-slut, what can I expect. Don’t think this puts you off the hook, but I still want to go on our date seeing as I’ve put the effort in. As for you, you can keep the dirty whore look, will serve you right for thinking to turn up to a date with your boyfriend like that", seemingly willing to overlook your hygiene situation. <<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Just as you're about to leave, Davis's nose twitches, a faint look of disgust crossing his face. You blush heavily as you realise just what he’s smelling on you, the contents of your dirty $currentUnderwear obviously detected by the imposing man. Nervously manoeuvring you about with ease, he bends you over, touching your diaper with a faint squishing sound as his hand makes contact with it, the smell getting worse as he does. Stifling a small awkward laugh Davis watches on as your cheeks turn crimson, slowly getting back up from the slightly bent diaper checking position. He obviously now knows the source of the smell, and seems to be more amused than anything, telling you to your embarrassment, "Didn’t realise that you needed those, maybe I should have guessed given how whiney you can get. Remember for future dates that you shouldn’t come out on a date with such a … full diaper. Guess the public diaper check was humiliating enough though, so maybe we should just move on from this and get you a change for it", motioning to you that he wants to continue with getting you cleaned up. Not sure how to react, you just keep quiet hoping this moment will be forgotten.<</if>> Wrapping his arm around your waist possessively, Davis walks you off <<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random==1>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Agent Davis Dinner][if($davisRelationship<=96){$davisRelationship += 4;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random==2>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Agent Davis Movie][if($davisRelationship<=96){$davisRelationship += 4;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>>.<</if>><<else>>A tap on your shoulder catches you by surprise, and you gasp at what you see when you turn around. Standing there wearing a suit and tie, is agent Davis, a <<if $davisAttitude == 1>>sweet<<elseif $davisAttitude == 2>>cocky<</if>> smile on his face. Seeing the agent out of his regulation body armour still feels weird, but it does let you get a closer look at his muscular frame, outlined beneath the suit. His short dark hair and masculine chin clearly visible. "Why do you always have to sneak up on me?", you pout, looking up at Davis. "If I don’t sneak up on you, then I don’t get to see that look you have whenever you first spot me", he laughs in response. Continuing on he says <<if $davisAttitude == 1>>"It’s good to see you princess, I’ve been thinking of where I can take you to see that beautiful smile light up. I’ve got a few ideas, I hope you enjoy what I’ve planned out"<<elseif $davisAttitude == 2>>"I’m glad you wanted to see me slut. I’m sure you could do with another lesson in how to be a good girl, don’t worry I’m more than happy to help with that. I’ve got something planned out that I think you’ll like, so remember to be on your best behaviour if you don’t want to get punished"<</if>>, finishing the statement, he leans down and delivers to you a gentle kiss on the lips. You can’t say that the public affection doesn’t make you squirm just a little with arousal, though you try to put such libidinous thoughts out of your head as you know that you won’t have such opportunities likely before you get back to his apartment.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Just as you're about to leave, Davis's nose twitches, a faint look of disgust crossing his face. You blush heavily as you realise just what he’s smelling on you, the contents of your dirty $currentUnderwear obviously detected by the imposing man. Manoeuvring you about with ease, he bends you over, touching your diaper with a faint squishing sound as his hand makes contact with it, the smell getting worse as he does. Stifling a small laugh Davis watches on as your cheeks turn crimson, slowly getting back up from the slightly bent diaper checking position. He obviously now knows the source of the smell, and seems to be more amused than anything, telling you to your embarrassment, "Didn’t realise that you needed those, guess you really are my little princess. Maybe though, for future dates, you shouldn’t come out on a date with such a … full diaper. I guess the public diaper check was humiliating enough though, so maybe it's enough punishment, for now", motioning to you that he wants to continue with your date. Not sure how to react, you just keep quiet hoping this moment will be forgotten.<</if>> Wrapping his arm around your waist possessively, Davis walks you off <<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random==1>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Agent Davis Dinner][if($davisRelationship<=96){$davisRelationship += 4;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random==2>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Agent Davis Movie][if($davisRelationship<=96){$davisRelationship += 4;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>>.<</if>><</if>>

Walking you over to a candle lit table in the corner. Davis, pulls your seat out for you, gesturing for you to sit. Taking stock of the situation, you look around at the small room, containing at most half a dozen little tables, all dimly lit by candlelight. Thinking about the establishments decorations the first word that comes to mind is 'cosy', dark reds and purples colour the walls, the floors instead covered in intricate woodwork. On the table, a bottle of something expensive looking sits in a bucket filled with ice. Next to it an empty vase, which Davis places the bouquet of roses in, obviously having planned everything out beforehand. Taking the seat across from you, he takes your hand in his, looking sweetly into your eyes. "So, I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do now, but I am really glad you came. Your $eyes.colour eyes look beautiful in the candle light. I hope everything is okay, I didn't want to bring you anywhere I didn't think you'd be comfortable. Some of the other staff in the facility can get pretty aggressive with the trainees if they see them around so I thought I'd bring you here so we could get to know each other a bit better". Replying with your approval of the location Davis continues. "We have to be tough on the trainees, and I can't say I don't like being tough with them, but it does annoy me how some of the other agents act. The whole point of this place is making you into sweet, beautiful, confident women, ready to start a new life. I just don't think mistreating girls who are already behaving does that in any way. But, you probably don't want to talk about that sort of thing. So, have you made any friends yet?", he finishes, a look of worry on his face that he's offended you by talking about your situation. Breaking any tension of the moment, a greying haired man walks over, two plates in hand. As the man places the plates on the table, Davis gets up, giving the man a handshake which quickly graduates into a manly hug. They talk hastily for a moment, too quiet for you to hear, before the man leaves, waving and offering a wink to you in the process. The table now laden with two plates, a starter salad on each. Seeing your look of confusion Davis smiles, offering the answer, "I come here a lot, the staff around here are practically family at this point. I was just confirming our orders. Then he asked if his suggestion of the roses went well", the last statement made a worried look spreads to his face, "I did remember to give you the roses, right?". You shake your head in response. The look of worry on Davis's face turning to one of embarrassment. Before this date, you might not have even thought the man capable of worry or embarrassment. "Sorry, I meant to give them to you before. They make some crazy stuff in this facility, including these roses. They don't need watering and they won't wilt, had to pull in a favour from a guy in research to get them. I hope you like them, I wanted to give you something nice to show you how much this date means to me, that I'm not just trying to lead you on. So, do you like them?". Do you: [[Take the flowers gratefully|Date Agent Davis First Date 2][$davisAttitude = 1; if($davisRelationship<=96){$davisRelationship += 4;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;};]] [[Take the flowers begrudgingly|Date Agent Davis First Date 2][$davisAttitude = 2; if($davisRelationship<=98){$davisRelationship += 2;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;};]]

<<if $davisAttitude == 1>>Davis takes you out for a romantic dinner, he spends most of his time either complimenting you or trying to find out more about you. His control of the situation is almost absolute, reserving the table for you both, choosing your meal, even guiding the conversation. His current confidence, a stark counter point to his nervous demeanour on your first date.<<elseif $davisAttitude == 2>>Davis takes you out for a romantic dinner, he spends most of the time chiding you for being such a naughty girl, a wide grin on his face as he does. His control of the situation is almost absolute, reserving the table for you both, choosing your meal, even guiding the conversation. His current cocky confidence, a stark counter point to his nervous demeanour on your first date.<</if>> The meal finished, [[Davis takes you back to his apartment|Date Agent Davis Apartment]].

Walking you back to his apartment, Davis keeps his arm wrapped around your waist, possessively keeping you close to him. <<if $davisAttitude == 1>>The entire journey he spends telling you how wonderful you are and assuring you that you're safe under his protection<<elseif $davisAttitude == 2>>The entire journey he spends telling you how you've been a naughty slut, but that he's willing to put in the time to turn you into the sort of good girl he can be proud of<</if>>. Arriving at a corridor deep into a residential section of the facility, on the way passing by its residents, most dressed in the government standard power armour, you finally reach your destination. Approaching a door, it opens automatically from Davis's presence, giving you a clear view of the agents’ bachelor pad. An abundance of metal and a monochrome colour scheme, combined with a general lack of clutter make the place look barely lived in. Though you do note a few scattered photographs, most featuring Davis with people in military garb. One in particular stands out, conspicuous by its lack of military or government personal, instead featuring a much younger Davis surrounded by a collection of children, a jolly looking older woman standing to one side. Guiding you over to a plush black sofa, Davis sprawls himself down across it before he pulls you down on top of him, cuddling up against you. Pressed up against the man as you are, you can certainly feel the bulge of his erection through his pants, pressed up against your rear. <<if $davisAttitude==1>>"I hope you had a good time tonight princess, spending time with you is always the highlight of my day. You keep being my good girl and I'll do anything I can to look after you while you're in the facility", says your date, punctuating the statement with kisses to the back of your head. For a while you cuddle and chat, talking about your relationship, your hopes, your dreams. When you talk about your futures, Davis makes allusions to you both being together. Painting a picture of you as his wife, being doted on by him, maybe even kids, though he adds the last part tentatively, watching your reaction closely. As your conversation comes to an end, your cuddle starts to build up into something more erotic, Davis reaching around to massage your <<checkBreast>> boobs. placing one last kiss on the back of your head, he whispers, "If you want to stop, we can now, call an end to the date and hopefully you'll want to go out again. If not, then I'd love to reward my good girl for her perfect behaviour today". Given a choice of how to end your romantic date, your arousal already activated by his tender caress, you try to decide how to reply. Do you: [[Stay and have sex|Date Agent Davis Romantic Sex][$timesVaginallyFucked += 1; if($davisRelationship<=97){$davisRelationship += 3;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;};]] [[Call an end to the date|Date Agent Davis End]]<<elseif $davisAttitude==2>>"I hope you had a good time tonight slut, spending time with you is pretty good. You keep working at being my good girl and I bet you could manage to be someone I’d be proud to be seen with. You know, instead of the dirty fuck-piece you are now. Maybe if you learned to be more appreciative of what I do for you, then I’d be able to treat you like the princess I know you could be", chides your date, punctuating the statement with sharp gropes of your ass. For a while you cuddle and chat, talking about your relationship, your hopes, your dreams. When you talk about your futures, Davis makes allusions to you both being together, though only if you’re better behaved. Painting a picture of you as his wife, being doted on by him, a large brood of kids, the last part added confidently, Davis watching your reaction with a smirk. As your conversation comes to an end, your cuddle starts to build up into something more erotic, Davis reaching around to squeeze your <<checkBreast>> tits. Placing one last firm kiss to your cheek, he commands, "Don’t you think I deserve a little gratitude for taking you out on such a nice date. I’m going to fuck you now. Hard. While I do you’re going to be on your best behaviour, maybe if you do good enough I’ll forget that I need to discipline you for being such a naughty toy". Given no choice of how to end your date, your arousal already activated by his rough touch, you find yourself [[dragged to the bedroom|Date Agent Davis Degredation Sex][$timesVaginallyFucked += 1; if($davisRelationship<=98){$davisRelationship += 2;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;}; if($submission <= 97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;};]].<</if>>

<<orgasm>><<sweat><<cumVagina 8>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Dragged into the bedroom, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Davis rapidly removes your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Davis rapidly removes your $currentClothing, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Davis rapidly removes your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so Davis doesn't need to get you undressed. Instead he gives you a brief stinging spank, telling you that good girls wear clothes<</if>>.<<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>> Noticing your $currentUnderwear, Davis barely holds back a laugh, though his face doesn’t betray his action as a mocking one. Instead, you almost feel like he thinks the whole thing to be adorable, the well-muscled man whispering, "Looks like my little princess is going to get some big girl playtime today".<</if>> Taking a moment to check that you're okay, Davis looks you over briefly before nodding to himself. Before you know it, you quickly find yourself thrown face down onto the large metal framed bed, the suddenness of the action stunning you for a moment. Taking the opportunity whilst you're recovering, Davis mounts your back. Getting hold of your wrists, he applies a set of padded cuffs which he quickly loops around a metal bar at the head of the bed, securing you in place, before retreating back. <<if $submission > 0>>You wait patiently, trying to get accustomed to the bondage. Thoughts of complaining quickly dissipate as you think of how disappointed he would be if you did<<else>>You pull against your bonds, testing the extent of your bondage. Complaints spring from your mouth, but are quickly silenced by a pair of sharp strikes, one across each butt cheek<</if>>. Grabbing your legs, he starts to maneuver you into a kneeling position, your ass sticking up into the air, your <<checkBreast>> boobs pressed into the bedsheets. Placing his hands on your hips, his fingers digging into your thighs roughly, Davis starts to line himself up behind you. At first, you feel the large girthy head of his dick teasing against your moist pussy lips. However, the pleasant light touch quickly changes, the pressure of Davis's dick instead now against pressing against your delicate rear hole. You prepare yourself for a rough ass fucking, but are again surprised as he instead goes back to his previous teasing of your pussy. This back and forth goes on for a while longer before he finally makes up his mind. All in one movement, he rams his thick cock firmly into your pussy. Despite being wet, the intrusion is still too sudden, a blunt thudding sensation as he knocks against your cervix causing you to gasp out in pain. Hearing your response, Davis does seem to stop briefly, giving you a moment to become accustomed to the stretching before he returns to ramming his rod brutally into your fuck hole. Your arousal already heavy from the previous teasing, the rough fucking almost immediately pushes you towards an orgasm, the sensitive walls of your cunt thankful to have a cock to sate them. "I'm going to cum", you moan, not sure how Davis will react to you orgasming so quickly. "Good slut, you can cum whenever you want but I like to know when my dirty whore is going to orgasm", the imposing man growls from behind you, increasing the force and speed of his thrusts. The extra friction is all you needed to set off your orgasm, your inner walls spasming around Davis's cock, milking him without result. Suddenly, mid orgasm, you feel something breach your asshole. The result of the new intrusion is a dull pain that if you weren't already moaning in pleasure you'd likely be expressing with a pained grunt. It does however seem to prolong your orgasm, the smell of your arousal more filling the air even heavier than normal. Looking back, you spot that Davis has jammed his thumb in your rear passage, still maintaining a grip on your behind to help him ram his pole in you more easily. Not stopping, either whilst your orgasm rattles through you, or afterwards to let you rest. Instead, Davis continues mercilessly ramming his dick into your over sensitive post-orgasm cunt. Your pleasure hungry pussy, spurred on by your enhanced libido, sees your quickly on the edge of another orgasm, the need for release sexual release the only thought on your mind. All of a sudden you feel a warmth spread within your fuck hole, the cock fucking your pulsing distinctly within you. You try to find your own orgasm, shifting your pussy back to fuck yourself on your partners cock. Sadly, Davis quickly pulls out, leaving you needy and on the edge. Coming around in front of you to remove the restraints keeping you attached to the head of the bed, Davis tuts, "You were so close weren't you my naughty little toy, but you forgot to announce you were going to cum. Maybe a little denial will help you learn to be better behaved". With a surprisingly tender kiss to your sweat streaked forehead, Davis begins helping you clean up and [[get ready to leave|Date Agent Davis End]].

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<cumVagina 8>><<calcMakeupStyle>>"Good choice", the agent murmurs as he ushers you towards the bedroom. Starting with a passionate kiss, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Davis rapidly removes your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Davis rapidly removes your $currentClothing, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Davis rapidly removes your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked<<else>>he caresses your nude form. Holding you close, he notes that good girls should wear clothes, though you suspect from his reaction that he isn’t upset that you aren’t<</if>>.<<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>> Noticing your $currentUnderwear, Davis barely holds back a laugh, though his face doesn’t betray his action as a mocking one. Instead, you almost feel like he thinks the whole thing to be adorable, the well-muscled man whispering, "Looks like my little princess is going to get some big girl playtime today".<</if>> Taking a moment to check that you're okay, Davis looks you over briefly before nodding to himself. Before you know it, you quickly find yourself swept up into his arms, brought quickly over to a large metal framed bed, the suddenness of the action stunning you for a moment. Taking the opportunity whilst you're recovering, Davis mounts your stomach, taking hold of your wrists and holding them down on the bed above your head. A wide playful smirk fills his face. "You’re my special girl, so I’ve decided we’re going to play a little game. You’re going to try and keep your hand where I’m holding them, and in return I’m going to make you feel amazing. So, behave", lectures the agent casually, though from the look on his face, it sounds like he’ll be happy however this plays out. Letting go of your wrists Davis looks down at you. <<if $submission > 0>>You wait patiently, trying to play along with his game. Thoughts of playing up quickly dissipate as you think of how disappointed he might be if you did<<else>>You pull your hands away from the spot, testing Davis for how he’ll react to your rebellion. A grin on his face, he delivers a pair of light strikes, one across each of your <<checkBreast>> breasts. The pain is only minor, in fact having a rather pleasurable edge to it, but you decide it best not to test your luck any further. <</if>>. Moving back, he starts to maneuver himself between your legs, pressing down on your from above, your <<checkBreast>> boobs pressed against his muscled chest. Placing his hands on the bed, one on either side of your head, Davis leans down to place a passionate kiss on your lips. Pressing on, he slides his tongue into your mouth. You moan lewdly around the interloper as the action enflames your arousal, your tongues now entwining in a lusty dance. You feel the large girthy head of his dick teasing against your moist pussy lips. However, the pleasant light touch quickly is removed, the pressure of Davis's dick completely gone. You prepare yourself for a sudden penetration, but are again surprised as he instead goes back to his previous teasing of your pussy. This back and forth goes on for a while longer before he finally sees the extreme need evident on your face. All in one movement, he presses his thick cock firmly into your pussy. Despite being extremely wet, the intrusion is still too sudden, a blunt thudding sensation as he knocks against your cervix causing you to gasp out in pain. Hearing your response, Davis stills himself, waiting for you to become accustomed to the stretching before he returns to steadily fucking your pussy. Your arousal already heavy from the previous teasing, the tender fucking almost immediately pushes you towards an orgasm, the sensitive walls of your cunt thankful to have a cock to sate them. "I'm going to cum", you moan, not sure how Davis will react to you orgasming so quickly. "Good girl, you’re doing a good job with our game so feel free to cum", the agent murmurs from atop of you, increasing the force and speed of his thrusts. The extra friction is all you needed to set off your orgasm, your inner walls spasming around Davis's cock. Concentrating hard as your whole-body shakes, you manage to keep your arms in the commanded position. Suddenly, mid orgasm, you feel Davis rear up before descending on a bare nipple, suckling and tonguing it. The result of the new addition to your sensations is to prolong your orgasm, the smell of your arousal filling the air even heavier than normal. Looking back up, you see that he has returned to his previous position, that playful smirk back on his face as he looks down at you. Quickly stealing a kiss as you come down from the extended orgasm, he continues. Not stopping, either whilst your orgasm rattles through you, or afterwards to let you rest. Instead, Davis continues mercilessly ramming his dick into your over sensitive post-orgasm cunt. Your pleasure hungry pussy, spurred on by your enhanced libido, sees your quickly on the edge of another orgasm, the need for release sexual release the only thought on your mind. All of a sudden you feel a warmth spread within your fuck hole the cock fucking your pulsing distinctly within you. You try to find your own orgasm, shifting your pussy back to fuck yourself on your partners cock. Thankfully, Davis moves one hand down, his thumb rubbing against your clit, giving you just enough pressure to plunge you into a second orgasm. Spasming again, your pussy truly milks the last dregs of Davis’s own orgasm, dragging his cum deep within you. You moan out, shaking exhaustedly, yet still managing to keep your arms in place. Collapsing down next to you on the bed, Davis kisses your sweat streaked forehead before saying, "You were such a well-behaved girl today, I’m glad you had a good time. That look on your face when you cum is just so sweet". After a brief rest, the end of which signified with another tender kiss to your sweat streaked forehead, Davis begins helping you clean up and [[get ready to leave|Date Agent Davis End]].

The date coming to an end, Davis escorts you out of his apartment. Walking you back through the staff-filled residential block, he returns to wrapping his arm around your waist, possessively keeping you close to him. <<if $davisAttitude == 1>>The entire journey he spends telling you how much he's enjoyed the time you've spent together, and that he hopes you consider doing it again with him<<elseif $davisAttitude == 2>>The entire journey he spends telling you how despite you being a naughty slut, he's still enjoyed your time together. Noting how much good it must have done in making you a better woman<</if>>. Finally, out of the residential section, Davis lets go of you, turning to face you. With a somewhat cocky smile, he starts <<if $davisAttitude == 1>>"I'm glad we got to spend some more time together, look after yourself and contact me if anyone is causing you any trouble. I won't let anyone harass my sweetheart". Giving you one last knee-tremblingly tender kiss,<<elseif $davisAttitude == 2>>"Alright fuck-toy, it's been good, if you need anything contact me. But, try and be on your best behaviour, or else I'll have to make your ass sore enough you won't be able to sit for a week to make you remember". Giving you one last, surprisingly tender kiss,<</if>> Davis walks off back towards his apartment. Left along you take a moment to think about how your date went. With your date now finally come to an end, you [[travel back to your room|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($davisRelationship<=95){$davisRelationship += 5;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;};]].

<<if $davisAttitude == 1>>Davis takes you out for a romantic movie date, he spends most of his time whispering in your ear compliments or holding your hand. His control of the situation is almost absolute, reserving the seats for you both, choosing the movie, even deciding on what treats you can have from the popcorn counter. His current confidence, a stark counter point to his nervous demeanour on your first date.<<elseif $davisAttitude == 2>>Davis takes you out for a romantic movie date, he spends most of his time whispering in your ear how much he's looking forward to fucking you later, his hand on your thigh throughout the film. His control of the situation is almost absolute, reserving the seats for you both, choosing the movie, even deciding on what treats you can have from the popcorn counter. The answer to the last part being none, as you've been a bad girl. His current confidence, a stark counter point to his nervous demeanour on your first date.<</if>> The movie finished, [[Davis takes you back to his apartment|Date Agent Davis Apartment]].

You ask Davis if he might want to go on a date with you. He pauses for a moment, thinking, before responding. "<<if $davisDating>><<if $davisAttitude==1>>Well of course I do honey, I'll get someone to cover my shift so we can spend some quality time together. I know somewhere in the facility that's really nice, I'm sure you'll love it.<<elseif $davisAttitude==2>>Alright cock slut, sure I'd like to take you out on a date. Maybe we'll find somewhere nice where I punish you for being such a slutty whore. I'll get someone to cover for my shift, can't leave my dirty girl suffering without my dick in her holes for too long.<</if>><<else>>Alright $firstName, sounds good. I'm a bit surprised to be honest, but if you want to try going out on a date then sure.<</if>> Meet you in a few minutes over by the recreational plaza, there are a couple of things I need to finish before I can leave", he finishes. A large smile on his face betrays how happy he is that you want to go out with him. Your date planned, you [[head out to your date with Agent Davis|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Date Agent Davis']].

<<addToWardrobe "Silver Bikini Set">>You bring the Silver Bikini Set to the shops counter. "Getting ready for beach season? I love it, it's tiny and shiny, and like, anyone who sees you in this can see everything. You'll be covered in guys in no time I bet. We should totally go to the beach sometime together, how fun would that be. You're super lucky for finding this, I'm totally jealous" Tilly jokingly pouts, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Denim Shorts With No Top">>You bring the Denim Shorts With No Top to the shops counter. "This is so daring, I don't think I could be any prouder. Well maybe if it was pink. Still, you're going to be wearing a tiny pair of booty-hugging shorts, which are super sexy and not wearing a top which is super awesome too. I'll bet you're going to be super-hot slut in this, everyone watching as you bounce around with everything out to see, just talking about it makes me want to play with that cute butt of yours" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Plain White Panties">>You bring the Plain White Panties to the shops counter. "They're a little girly I guess, but why would you want to wear panties? won't they just get in the way?" Tilly wonders, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<addToUnderwear "Grey Boxershorts">>You bring the Grey Boxershorts to the shops counter. "Ew, why are you bringing boy stuff up here? these are gross, why would you want to wear stupid boy underwear? Also, won't they just get in the way?" Tilly grimaces, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<addToUnderwear "Frilly Pink Hipster Brief Panties">>You bring the Frilly Pink Hipster Brief Panties to the shops counter. "They're pretty girly I guess, but why would you want to wear panties in the first place? won't they just get in the way? Though they are soft and frilly, plus they look super cute in pink. I guess if you have to wear panties, then these are a good choice" Tilly contemplates, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<addToUnderwear "Black G-String Thong">>You bring the Black G-String Thong to the shops counter. "They're pretty hot, normally I wonder why anyone would wear underwear at all, but when they're this small I start to see the appeal. Still, won't they just get in the way? Maybe it's worth it to tease someone with these sexy panties before you get fucked by them. I bet you'll get a lot of hot wearing these" Tilly contemplates with a smile, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">>Walking through a brightly coloured section, festooned with soft toys and cartoon princesses, you find a display full of different styles of reusable diaper, complete with replaceable diaper pads. Finding a Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper, you bring it up to the shops counter, along with a stack of diaper pads. "Erm, are you sure you want these? ", leaning forward conspiratorially she continues "Do you have, like, a toilet problem? ", emphasising the last remark by pointing to her crotch. “Well, like, at least they’ll make you look cute. Just thinking how embarrassed you’d be wearing those is getting me super hot and tingly" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse">>Walking through a brightly coloured section, festooned with girly advertisements, you find a clothes rack full of extremely feminine styled clothing. Finding a Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse, <<if $height <= 60>>with some difficulty unhooking it due to your shortness you bring it up to the shops counter<<else>>you bring it up to the shops counter<</if>>. "It's super pretty and girly, you’ll look so cute in this. Like, it’s not for clubbing which seems a shame, but it’s pink which is awesome. Bet you’ll look like a sweet innocent cutie in it, ready for tea parties, cuddles and spankings", Tilly giggles as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Teddy Bear Patterned Romper">>Walking through a brightly coloured section, festooned with soft toys and cartoon princesses, you find a clothes rack full of extremely childishly styled clothing. Finding a Blue Teddy Bear Patterned Romper, <<if $height <= 60>>with some difficulty unhooking it due to your shortness you bring it up to the shops counter<<else>>you bring it up to the shops counter<</if>>. "It's pretty, you’ll look so cute in this. It’s sort of baby-ish but I think that suits you, just a big cute adult baby. Best part is, the poppers on the shoulders make it super easy to take off. Plus, it’ll puff out so adorably when you have a big cushiony diaper on " Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<addToUnderwear "Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper">>Walking through a brightly coloured section, festooned with soft toys and cartoon princesses, you find a display full of different styles of reusable diaper, complete with replaceable diaper pads. Finding a Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper, you bring it up to the shops counter, along with a stack of diaper pads. "Okay, so normally I’d wonder if you were sure you wanted these. Like, you know because they’re meant for people with toilet issues, are you sure you want these? ", emphasising the last remark by pointing to her crotch. “But, well, like, they’re just way too awesome to not wear. Like, I’d totally wear something like that, I mean they’re pink and frilly and so very soft. Plus, think about what people think when they see them. Imaging how embarrassed I’d be wearing those is getting me super turned on" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<addToUnderwear "Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper">>Walking through a brightly coloured section, festooned with soft toys and cartoon princesses, you find a display full of different styles of reusable diaper, complete with replaceable diaper pads. Finding a Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper, you bring it up to the shops counter, along with a stack of diaper pads. "Erm, are you sure you want these? ", leaning forward conspiratorially she continues "Do you have, like, a toilet problem? ", emphasising the last remark by pointing to her crotch. “Well, like, at least they’ll make you look cute, they’re a little more stylish than the plain ones. Plus, think what people will think of you if they see them. Just thinking how embarrassed you’d be wearing those is getting me super hot and tingly" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Purple Unicorn Patterned Onesie">>Walking through a brightly coloured section, festooned with soft toys and cartoon princesses, you find a clothes rack full of extremely childishly styled clothing. Finding a Purple Unicorn Patterned Onesie, <<if $height <= 60>>with some difficulty unhooking it due to your shortness you bring it up to the shops counter<<else>>you bring it up to the shops counter<</if>>. "It's super cute, like who doesn’t like unicorns. Plus, it’ll totally makes you look like a big cute adult baby which I think that suits you. Ooh, you’ll be so pretty. Best part is the crotch has poppers so you can change any big crinkly diapers you might wear super easily" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "White Short Frilly Silk Dress">>Walking through a brightly coloured section, festooned with girly advertisements, you find a clothes rack full of extremely feminine styled clothing. Finding a White Short Frilly Silk Dress, <<if $height <= 60>>with some difficulty unhooking it due to your shortness you bring it up to the shops counter<<else>>you bring it up to the shops counter<</if>>. "It's super pretty, I think I had a cousin who was a flower girl who wore something just like it. Plus, it’s super short so I bet if you wear it anyone will be able to see your panties … or not maybe!" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

"A very simple procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects normally find themselves an inch or so taller, we can manage more growth at once with more drastic measures but find that the simpler treatment is less invasive". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a bubbling vial of red liquid in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get stretched out, don’t worry we offer trade-ins for clothing sizes along with the procedure. Not that it really matters, most of the clothing provided is a lot higher tech than it appears", directs the doctor as he stands watching, "The procedure couldn’t be simpler, all I need to do is have you drink this vial and you’ll be taller before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting to receive the vial. Before long, spotting that you’re ready, Dr.Radcliff places it in your hand. Drinking down the mixture you notice it almost has the faintest taste of strawberries, nice but odd considering the circumstances. The mysterious liquid now coursing through your system, you lie back and wait, the doctor watching on from beside you. After a few minutes, your skin starts to heat up, beads of sweat decorating your form. Suddenly, you start to feel a sort of stretching sensation spread over your body, like you’d over extended yourself whilst stretching out before exercising. Looking over your body you start to notice, though you wonder if it might just be your imagination, that your fingers seem a little longer, or maybe it’s your entire arm. You start to feel disorientated as a wave of dizziness and vertigo suddenly strike you as your body readjusts to the new changes. Oddly enough, despite the wooziness, you can’t help feeling a little aroused by the situation. A little while later, the strange heat recedes, taking along with it the stretching sensation. Getting your breath back from the tiring experience you, you take stock of your body, looking down your body meticulously. At first you don’t notice any real change however as you move your hands across your form to inspect it you start to recognise the small increases in size that have taken place. Pushing yourself off of the chair to get a better a look at yourself, you stumble, grabbing the chair for support, still not accustomed to your new height. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a tape measure in hand. After he takes a moment to measure you, you can clearly see that tape measure indicates that you are now $height inches tall. Assured the procedure is complete you relax ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A very simple procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects normally find themselves an inch or so shorter, we can manage more growth loss at once with more drastic measures but find that the simpler treatment is less invasive". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a bubbling vial of yellow liquid in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to swamp you with their size, don’t worry we offer trade-ins for clothing sizes along with the procedure. Not that it really matters, most of the clothing provided is a lot higher tech than it appears", directs the doctor as he stands watching, "The procedure couldn’t be simpler, all I need to do is have you drink this vial and you’ll be shorter before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting to receive the vial. Before long, spotting that you’re ready, Dr.Radcliff places it in your hand. Drinking down the mixture you notice it almost has the faintest taste of lemons, nice but odd considering the circumstances. The mysterious liquid now coursing through your system, you lie back and wait, the doctor watching on from beside you. After a few minutes, your skin starts to heat up, beads of sweat decorating your form. Suddenly, you start to feel a sort of squashing sensation spread over your body, like something is compressing you from all directions. Looking over your body you start to notice, though you wonder if it might just be your imagination, that your fingers seem a little more petite, or maybe it’s your entire arm. You start to feel disorientated as a wave of dizziness and vertigo suddenly strike you as your body readjusts to the new changes. Oddly enough, despite the wooziness, you can’t help feeling a little aroused by the situation. A little while later, the strange heat recedes, taking along with it the stretching sensation. Getting your breath back from the tiring experience you, you take stock of your body, looking down your body meticulously. At first you don’t notice any real change however as you move your hands across your form to inspect it you start to recognise the small decreases in size that have taken place. Pushing yourself off of the chair to get a better a look at yourself, you stumble, grabbing the chair for support, still not accustomed to your new height. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a tape measure in hand. After he takes a moment to measure you, you can clearly see that tape measure indicates that you are now $height inches tall. Assured the procedure is complete you relax ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A bit of a complex procedure, but if you’re sure you want it then I’ll endeavour to provide. To be honest, with the amount of G.G.P you’re spending for it you must have more than proven yourself worthy of this reward", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects normally do better, both at auction and with clients, when they have a vagina. But you must be doing something right to be able to afford this". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large, what you can only describe as dildo-like, object in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, they’d be in the way of applying the treatment", directs the doctor as he starts opening a jar, smearing something along the weird device, "The procedure is relatively complex, all I need you to do is lie back whilst I apply the device. Let’s just say it’s going to get interesting", he continues with a wink as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you wait, already naked, so don't need to get undressed<</if>>.<<if $chastityLevel == 1 || $chastityLevel == 3>> Noticing your $currentChastity, Dr.Radcliff sighs, "Hmm! I do not believe that will work with the procedure you’ve scheduled. Yes, that will be the best way. I’ll have to remove it I think, your chastity or lack thereof isn’t any of my business. My business in fact is science!", the older doctor taking this opportunity to begin removing your $currentChastity, putting it to one side. <<if $chastityLocked>><<set $chastityLocked = false>><<if !$chastityBreastsLocked>><<set $chastityLockedBy = 0>><</if>>Strangely, he doesn’t seem to need any sort of key to do this, your $currentChastity practically falling off at his slightest touch.<</if>><<set $currentChastity = "None">><<set $chastityLevel = 0>><</if>> Naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places a cold, well lubricated hand on your pussy, running a lubricated finger clinically around your vagina, ensuring that it’s properly prepared for what’s to come. With a confident nod, he brings the device over to your vagina, gently opening your tender folds with his other hand. "This might pinch a little, but you must understand that your body is working on some complex alterations and adding extra physical mass is always a little tricky". Slightly nervous from the doctor’s directions you brace yourself for what is about to happen. With a slight !Click! you feel a quick pinching sensation that quickly is replaced by an overall numbness of your genital area. Taking a step back, Dr.Radcliff sits down on a nearby chair ready to oversee the procedure. Waiting for 5 minutes, nothing of note happens, only an occasional beep or whir from the embedded device. Then it happens, all of a sudden, a rapid burst of sensation catches you by surprise with enough force that you’re almost jolted off the seat. Feeling returns to your groin, however it’s much more intense than previously, causing you to cry out in overstimulated shock. In response to the changing situation, the device seated in your vagina starts to vibrate aggressively, an odd wet heat pooling in the depths of your vagina. It feels almost as if you’re being filled up with concrete, or some other quick setting substance, sealing you up inside. The sensations, however, do not stop, your arousal, built from the pleasurable feelings now overpowering you, causing complex thoughts about what is happening wanting to cease. With a loud groaning orgasm, you start to notice that your thighs are covered in a thick liquid. Looking down you notice, spraying from the end of the device, a heavy spray of fem cum. Maybe your pussy’s reserves, being ejected to make way for your new male equivalent, you wonder briefly before another orgasm shakes the thought from your mind. Between the constant wave of orgasms, you start to feel a pulling sensation centered on your crotch. Again, looking down to try and observe what is happening, you notice that you’re starting to feel something extend from your crotch, still hidden within the device. One final intense orgasm signals the end of the procedure, the strange object suddenly coming to a sudden halt of all function. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over and carefully pulling off the device. No longer blocked from view, you can now clearly see your new erect cock, maybe only a few inches in length. You run your hand across it briefly, still not sure if this is all real, the product of so much effort. With a shudder of sensation, you are assured the procedure is complete. Taking a moment, you relax before getting ready to carry on, too tired to move from the pool of feminine juices you produced. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A bit of a complex procedure, but I’m delighted to be providing it to you. To be honest, we almost made the procedure cost no G.G.P at all, but the managers thought it set a bad precedent to let you have too much for free", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, and, and, and, and, and, and,"The subjects normally do much better, both at auction and with clients, when they have a vagina. You’ve made a smart choice today". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large, what you can only describe as tube-like, object in hand. Weirdly it reminds you of a flesh-light. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, they’d be in the way of applying the treatment", directs the doctor as he starts opening a jar, smearing inside the weird device, and, and, and, and, and, and,"The procedure is relatively complex, all I need you to do is lie back whilst I apply the device. Let’s just say it’s going to get interesting", he continues with a wink as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you wait, already naked, so don't need to get undressed<</if>>.<<if $chastityLevel == 2 || $chastityLevel == 4>> Noticing your $currentChastity, Dr.Radcliff sighs, "Hmm! I do not believe that will work with the procedure you’ve scheduled. Yes, that will be the best way. I’ll have to remove it I think, your chastity or lack thereof isn’t any of my business. My business in fact is science!", the older doctor taking this opportunity to begin removing your $currentChastity, putting it to one side. <<if $chastityLocked>><<set $chastityLocked = false>><<if !$chastityBreastsLocked>><<set $chastityLockedBy = 0>><</if>>Strangely, he doesn’t seem to need any sort of key to do this, your $currentChastity practically falling off at his slightest touch.<</if>><<set $currentChastity = "None">><<set $chastityLevel = 0>><</if>> Naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places a cold, well lubricated hand on your <<checkPenis>> cock, running his fingers clinically around your shaft, ensuring that it’s properly prepared for what’s to come. With a confident nod, he brings the device over to your dick, gently maneuvering your pole into its snug, wet, confines. "This might pinch a little, but you must understand that your body is working on some complex alterations and creating sensitive tissue is always a little tricky". Slightly nervous from the doctor’s directions you brace yourself for what is about to happen. With a slight !Click! you feel a quick pinching sensation that quickly is replaced by an overall numbness of your cock. Taking a step back, Dr.Radcliff sits down on a nearby chair ready to oversee the procedure. Waiting for 5 minutes, nothing of note happens, only an occasional beep or whir from the engulfing device. Then it happens, all of a sudden, a rapid burst of sensation catches you by surprise with enough force that you’re almost jolted off the seat. Feeling returns to your groin, however it’s much more intense than previously, causing you to cry out in overstimulated shock. In response to the changing situation, the device seated on your dick starts to vibrate aggressively, an odd wet heat pooling around the head of your penis. It feels almost as if something is trying to enter your urethra, causing a tingle up inside. The sensations, however, do not stop, your arousal, built from the pleasurable feelings now overpowering you, causing complex thoughts about what is happening wanting to cease. With a loud groaning orgasm, you start to notice that your thighs are covered in a thick liquid. Looking down you notice, spraying from the end of the device, a heavy constant stream of cum. Maybe your semen reserves, being ejected to make way for your new female equivalent, you wonder briefly before another orgasm shakes the thought from your mind. One final intense orgasm, sending a shower of cum across spraying your thoroughly, signals the end of the procedure, the strange object suddenly coming to a sudden halt of all function. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over and carefully pulling out the device, now seemingly lodged within you. No longer blocked from view, you can now clearly see your new pussy, wet and puffy. A small clit resting at the top of it. You run your hand across it briefly, checking that it’s real. With a shudder of sensation, you are assured the procedure is complete. Taking a moment, you relax before getting ready to carry on, too tired to move from the lake of cum you produced. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

<<addToInventory "Model jet kit">><<addToMidShelf "Model jet kit">>Looking through a section filled with decorations, cosmetics, toys and gift opportunities, you find your sought-after purchase. You bring the model jet kit to the shops counter. "So, like, jets aren’t very cute. They’re super boyish and I don’t think I’ve ever seen a pink one. Like, is it a gift for someone?" Tilly wonders, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<if $weight<=99>><<set $weight += 2>><<else>><<set $weight = 100>><</if>><<if $diaperMessCountDown <= 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = 2>><</if>><<if $diaperWetCountDown <= 0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = 1>><</if>><<if $abdlTrainerTask == 2>><<set $abdlTrainerTaskComplete = true>><</if>>Finally arriving at your destination, you find yourself in the fetish plaza, outside a brightly coloured facade covered with childish cartoon characters. A slightly wonky sign reads, "Little Land Nursery", a couple of letters filled with cutsie love hearts. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/LittleLandNursery.png]]</div> As you enter, you find the inside just as over the top as the entrance, vibrant murals of unicorns, princesses and teddy bears covering the walls of the foyer. An older looking woman with greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts sits behind a desk, a large smile spreads across her face at seeing you enter. <<if $metMildred>>You know this woman as Aunt Mildred, your assigned diaper 'carer'. <</if>> <<if !$metMildred>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredFull.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredLarge.png]]</div><</if>> Getting up, she wanders over to you a clipboard in one arm and a large bag labelled 'diaper supplies' over the other. Beckoning you forward, she passes through a side door <<if $submission >0>>, looking back happily as you follow her<<else>>, tutting disapprovingly back at you as you hesitate to follow her<</if>>. Nervously, you pass through the side door and [[into the unknown|Diaper Training Lesson]].

The two of you engage in further small talk, having a more dedicated hang out session. You spend your time commenting on the games shown on a small screen behind the bar, <<if $davisDating>>or about plans for dates between the two of you<<else>>or sometimes about Davis's work<</if>>. In particular he tells you a story about his work. <<print either("Apparently he had a particularly aggressive capture van target a couple of days ago that he had to knock out after the guy stole a stun rod from another agent. They had to fill out a lot of paper work after that","Apparently the agents love to frequent a cat girl waitressed restaurant in the facility. The girls apparently charge the agents extra to sit in their laps and cuddle up to them as they eat");>>. Overall, it's a nice relaxing drinking session, letting you get to know the agent just a little bit better.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> He also makes a couple of comments about an odd smell that's stuck around the two of you during the time you've hung out, much to your embarrassment. Thankfully, he doesn't seem to put two and two together and realise that it's your dirty diaper he's smelling.<</if>> After a couple of drinks, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive. Putting your empty glass on the bar you [[go back to talking to Davis|The Fainting Goat Spend Time With Agent Davis]]

<<removeFromInventory "Model jet kit">><<removeFromMidShelf "Model jet kit">>Trying to think of how you can repair your relationship with Davis, you remember how much importance he put on the roses he gave you when you first started dating. Searching through your possessions you find the model jet kit you bought. Thinking back, you do think you've heard Davis comment on his love of repairing things, maybe that'll extend to a kit model, you wonder. Not sure how to approach the situation you cough a little to get his attention, "Hey, I've got something I want to give you, as a thank you for looking after me". Looking up from his drink, Davis bursts out laughing, "That's a nice offer slut but I'm busy drinking at the moment, maybe we can fuck later". The look on his face however rapidly changes as you place the model kit on the bar in front of him. Looking a little embarrassed he continues, "Erm, alright, thanks. I appreciate that you've gone to a lot of trouble getting that for me, I know how hard it is for you girls to afford things in the facility. Sorry, about a moment ago". Bending towards you from his position on the bar stool, he places a tender kiss on your forehead. "Good girl", he smiles, taking the kit model box to have a better look at it. With Davis now in a much better mood in regards to your relationship, you [[go back to talking to Davis|The Fainting Goat Spend Time With Agent Davis]].

You tell Ashley that you'd rather spend some time getting to know her better. She pouts in response and puts a look on her face that looks like a wounded puppy. Thankfully you can spot the corners of her mouth twinge as she stifles a smile. In fact, it might be the light, but you'd swear she's blushing a little, her cheeks just noticeably reddened. With an exaggerated sigh, she pats the clothes chest beside her, offering it up as a seat for you. The next few minutes are odd, Ashley still flirts and teases constantly as you converse with her, however she seems a lot more open. You engage mostly in small talk, going over people you know, things that have happened to each of you, what you both like to do for fun. In particular she tells you a story about her work training new inductees how to embrace exhibitionism. <<print either("Apparently she had a particularly shy girl get assigned to her training to help her get over her issues. Ashley spent hours trying to convince her to get undressed in public, but the girl just kept refusing. Eventually the girl had to be dragged off by security, the guard mentioning that she was getting sent straight to auction","Apparently the agents love to bother her while she's working in the sexual services hub. Ashely tells you how the girls she teaches sometimes get dragged off in the middle of a training session to be fucked by one of them. With a rather uncharacteristically grumpy face on, she laments how annoying it is when they do");>>. Overall, it's a nice relaxing chatting session, letting you get to know the attractive exhibitionist just a little bit better.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> She also loudly taunts you about a foul smell that's stuck around the two of you during the time you've hung out, much to your embarrassment. Thankfully, she doesn't seem to really think it's you, or realise that it's your dirty diaper she's smelling.<</if>> After a little while, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive. Getting up from the trunk you [[go back to talking to Ashley|Sexual Hub Spend Time With Ashley]].

<<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>As you're travelling, you suddenly start to feel a building of pressure in your bladder. Looking around nervously, you try to see if you can spot any sign of a toilet nearby. <<if $diaperLocked>>Sadly, you remember that your diaper is locked on you, offering you no way out of this situation. Standing around you are many onlookers, soon to observe your embarrassing situation<<else>>Sadly, you cannot spot any such opportunity, only onlookers to watch your embarrassing situation<</if>>. Desperately you try to hold your thighs together, hoping what you know is a futile hope, that maybe if you can just hold on you can at least find somewhere more private to wet yourself. The uncomfortable need to pee is building rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to wet yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way over to a quiet corner, thinking that at least you'd be less noticeable in your incontinence. The attempt to move, however, turns out to have been a poor decision. Your sudden steps stopping you from maintaining the pressure you needed to hold back the floodgates of your piss. Thankfully, you are wearing a diaper, otherwise you'd likely be even more obvious in your urination, leaving a large puddle on the floor. Sadly, wetting yourself so publicly overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of you peeing yourself is audible, and combined with your awkward stance and look of distress, a small crowd has started to build. Watching you in your moment of humiliation, they watch as you just stand there, your diaper sagging a little from the added weight of your pee. The smell of fresh urine clings to you, leaving you unable to escape your shame. Worst of all, the feeling of wetting yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in your $currentUnderwear<<else>>pussy wet and needy in your $currentUnderwear<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dregs of piss drip out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. Seeing that you've finished pissing yourself, the crowd starts to slowly dissipate, throwing a couple of mean comments your way as they depart. <<if !$removePlayerImages && $penis && !$vagina>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PublicMaleWet.png]]</div> <<elseif !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PublicFemaleWet.jpg]]</div> <</if>>Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. The new state of your diaper is, <<checkDiaperWet>>. The act of wetting yourself in public embarrassed you greatly, but you couldn't help but feel at least a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day.<<else>>As you're travelling, you suddenly start to feel a building of pressure in your bladder. Looking around nervously, you try to see if you can spot any sign of a toilet nearby. Sadly, you cannot spot any such opportunity, only onlookers to watch your embarrassing situation. Desperately you try to hold your thighs together, hoping what you know is a futile hope, that maybe if you can just hold on you can at least find somewhere more private to wet yourself. The uncomfortable need to pee is building rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to wet yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way over to a quiet corner, thinking that at least you'd be less noticeable in your incontinence. The attempt to move, however, turns out to have been a poor decision. Your sudden steps stopping you from maintaining the pressure you needed to hold back the floodgates of your piss. Worst of all, you aren’t even wearing a diaper as you were instructed, realising that you’ll likely be even more obvious in your urination, leaving a large puddle on the floor. Sadly, wetting yourself so publicly overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of you peeing yourself is audible as it splashes against the floor creating a small puddle. Combined with your awkward stance and look of distress, a small crowd has started to build. Watching you in your moment of humiliation, they watch as you just stand there, pee running down your thighs in a thick stream. <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Your $currentUnderwear soaked through with urine, damp and irritating against your skin. <</if>>The smell of fresh urine clings to you, leaving you unable to escape your shame. Worst of all, the feeling of wetting yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in response<<else>>pussy wet and needy in response<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dregs of piss drip out of you, joining the pool at your feet, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone. The lack of your recent discomfort bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. Seeing that you've finished pissing yourself, the crowd starts to slowly dissipate, throwing a couple of mean comments your way as they depart. A couple even taking pictures of you standing a puddle of your own piss. Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. You momentarily lament your lack of a diaper, at least if you’d worn one you wouldn’t be covered in your own urine. The act of wetting yourself in public embarrassed you greatly, but you couldn't help but feel at least a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day.<</if>> <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>><<if $diaperSkill == 1>><<set $random = random(1,2)>><<elseif $diaperSkill == 2>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<elseif $diaperSkill == 3>><<set $random = random(1,4)>><<else>><<set $random = 1>><</if>><<if $random == 1>>Your accident complete you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]]<<else>>As you begin to leave you hear a demanding tut from behind you, turning around you see the familiar face of Aunt Mildred. Dissapointment evident in her look as she looms over you. You gulp as [[you await your punishment|Diaper Punishment Interrupt]].<</if>><<else>><<if $diaperSkill == 1>><<set $random = random(1,10)>><<elseif $diaperSkill == 2>><<set $random = random(1,14)>><<elseif $diaperSkill == 3>><<set $random = random(1,25)>><<else>><<set $random = 1>><</if>><<if $random >= 8>><<if (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 && (($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 2) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 2))) || (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4 && (($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 3) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 3))) || (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5 && (($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 4) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 4)))>>As you begin to leave you hear a demanding tut from behind you, turning around you see the familiar face of Aunt Mildred. Dissapointment evident in her look as she looms over you. "Someone looks like they've been naughty, walking around with a full diaper", she scolds. You gulp as [[you await your punishment|Diaper Punishment Interrupt]].<<else>>As you begin to leave you hear a worried call from behind you, turning around you see the familiar face of Aunt Mildred. Concern evident in her look as she looms over you. "Looks like someone is in need of a change", she states as she pats your $currentUnderwear. Do you: [[Accept her offer|Diaper Change Interrupt][$diaperWetCounter = 0; $diaperMessCounter = 0; $underwearCum = false; $underwearUrine = false]] [[Decline her offer|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]]<</if>><<else>>Your accident complete you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]]<</if>> <</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>As you're travelling, you suddenly start to feel a building of pressure in your bowels. The sound of your stomach gurgling, worrying you about what is about to happen. Looking around nervously, you try to see if you can spot any sign of a toilet nearby. <<if $diaperLocked>>Sadly, you remember that your diaper is locked on you, offering you no way out of this situation. Standing around you are many onlookers, soon to observe your embarrassing situation<<else>>Sadly, you cannot spot any such opportunity, only onlookers to watch your embarrassing situation<</if>>. Desperately you try to clench your ass cheeks, hoping what you know is a futile hope, that maybe if you can just hold on you can at least find somewhere more private to mess yourself. The uncomfortable need to poo is building rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to poop yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way over to a quiet corner, thinking that at least you'd be less noticeable in your incontinence. The attempt to move, however, turns out to have been a poor decision. Your sudden steps stopping you from maintaining the pressure you needed to hold back the tide of your bum. Thankfully, you are wearing a diaper, otherwise you'd likely be even more obvious in your pooping, leaving a large puddle of muck on the floor. Sadly, pooping yourself so publicly overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of your stomach rumbling is audible, and combined with your awkward stance and look of distress, a small crowd has started to build. Watching you in your moment of humiliation, they watch as you just stand there, your diaper sagging a little from the added weight of your mess. The smell of fresh poo clings to your, leaving you unable to escape your shame. Worst of all, the feeling of messing yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in your $currentUnderwear<<else>>pussy wet and needy in your $currentUnderwear<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dollops of poop push out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. Seeing that you've finished pooping yourself, the crowd starts to slowly dissipate, throwing a couple of mean comments your way as they depart. <<if !$removePlayerImages && $penis && !$vagina>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PublicMaleMessy.png]]</div> <<elseif !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PublicFemaleMessy.jpg]]</div> <</if>>Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. The new state of your diaper is, <<checkDiaperMess>>. The act of messing yourself in public embarrassed you greatly, but you couldn't help but feel at least a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day.<<else>>As you're travelling, you suddenly start to feel a building of pressure in your bowels. The sound of your stomach gurgling, worrying you about what is about to happen. Looking around nervously, you try to see if you can spot any sign of a toilet nearby. Sadly, you cannot spot any such opportunity, only onlookers to watch your embarrassing situation. Desperately you try to clench your ass cheeks, hoping what you know is a futile hope, that maybe if you can just hold on you can at least find somewhere more private to mess yourself. The uncomfortable need to poo is building rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to poop yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way over to a quiet corner, thinking that at least you'd be less noticeable in your incontinence. The attempt to move, however, turns out to have been a poor decision. Your sudden steps stopping you from maintaining the pressure you needed to hold back the tide of your bum. Worst of all, you aren’t even wearing a diaper as you were instructed, realising that you’ll likely be even more obvious in your messing, leaving a large pile of poop on the floor. Sadly, pooping yourself so publicly overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of your stomach rumbling is audible as is the plopping sound as your poo slaps against the floor creating a small pile. Combined with your awkward stance and look of distress, a small crowd has started to build. Watching you in your moment of humiliation, they watch as you just stand there, mess rolling down your thighs in a thick sludge. <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Your $currentUnderwear filled with poo, distended and stained, feel gross yet pleasantly warm against your rear. <</if>>The smell of fresh poo clings to you, leaving you unable to escape your shame. Worst of all, the feeling of messing yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in response<<else>>pussy wet and needy in response<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dollops of poop push out of you, joining the pile at your feet, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone. The lack of your recent discomfort bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. Seeing that you've finished pooping yourself, the crowd starts to slowly dissipate, throwing a couple of mean comments your way as they depart. Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. You momentarily lament your lack of a diaper, at least if you’d worn one you wouldn’t be covered in your own mess. The act of messing yourself in public embarrassed you greatly, but you couldn't help but feel at least a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day.<</if>> <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>><<if $diaperSkill == 1>><<set $random = random(1,2)>><<elseif $diaperSkill == 2>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<elseif $diaperSkill == 3>><<set $random = random(1,4)>><<else>><<set $random = 1>><</if>><<if $random == 1>>Your accident complete you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]]<<else>>As you begin to leave you hear a demanding tut from behind you, turning around you see the familiar face of Aunt Mildred. Dissapointment evident in her look as she looms over you. You gulp as [[you await your punishment|Diaper Punishment Interrupt]].<</if>><<else>><<if $diaperSkill == 1>><<set $random = random(1,10)>><<elseif $diaperSkill == 2>><<set $random = random(1,14)>><<elseif $diaperSkill == 3>><<set $random = random(1,25)>><<else>><<set $random = 1>><</if>><<if $random >= 8>><<if (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 && (($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 2) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 2))) || (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4 && (($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 3) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 3))) || (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5 && (($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 4) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 4)))>>As you begin to leave you hear a demanding tut from behind you, turning around you see the familiar face of Aunt Mildred. Dissapointment evident in her look as she looms over you. "Someone looks like they've been naughty, walking around with a full diaper", she scolds. You gulp as [[you await your punishment|Diaper Punishment Interrupt]].<<else>>As you begin to leave you hear a worried call from behind you, turning around you see the familiar face of Aunt Mildred. Concern evident in her look as she looms over you. "Looks like someone is in need of a change", she states as she pats your $currentUnderwear. Do you: [[Accept her offer|Diaper Change Interrupt][$diaperWetCounter = 0; $diaperMessCounter = 0; $underwearCum = false; $underwearUrine = false]] [[Decline her offer|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]]<</if>><<else>>Your accident complete you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]]<</if>> <</if>>

<<set $diaperPunishmentLevel += 1>><<if (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6) || ($diaperPunishmentLevel >= 3 && !$diaperLocked)>><<include [[Diaper Punishment Interrupt Diaper Locking]]>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Diaper Punishment Interrupt 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Diaper Punishment Interrupt 2]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[Diaper Punishment Interrupt 3]]>><</if>><</if>> <<if $diaperPunishmentLevel > 5>>As you're about to leave, you notice that Aunt Mildred has returned, a somewhat forlorn look upon her face. "I'm sorry my little diaper bum, but I've had complaints from my supervisors. Apparently, I've been too lenient on you, and they're worried that you're just not taking to my assistance in helping you adapt to your new lifestyle. As such, they're having me drag you in for final processing. Though I've talked to them, and they'll let me look after you the whole way, so you don't need to panic my cute little sweetheart. Maybe we'll figure all of this out, and this will be for the best", consoles Aunt Mildred. Aiming a remote at you, you undergo a sudden wave of fatigue, unable to keep your eyes open. Dropping to the floor and cuddling into a comfortable ball, you have no choice but [[to fall asleep|followDestination('Diaper Caught Punishment')]].<<else>>Your punishment complete you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].<</if>>

Smiling, Aunt Mildred coos, "Good <<if $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. Let’s get that cute little diaper bum of yours all cleaned up". The fact that she makes the statement so publicly, sends a deep blush of embarrassment across your face. Nodding your head, you get ready for her to lead you off for a diaper change. The blush on your face only deepens as she starts laying out a thick squishy yet waterproof mat onto the floor of the corridor. She does however, do it up against a side wall. She's probably worried that you might get stood on otherwise you think, sure that she'd likely make the experience more public and humiliating if she could. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Seeing that you're clothed, your carer begins quickly divesting you of your $currentClothing, leaving it in a neat pile on the floor. <</if>>Ready to begin, she guides you down onto the mat, cooing and shushing you kindly, praising your good behaviour. Laying down on your back naked upon the, thankfully thick, cushiony tarp you start to contemplate whether getting a quick diaper change was really worth this degrading experience. Looking up, you start to see a small gaggle of onlookers, a few remaining from your previous humiliation, watching on expectantly. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeClean.png]]</div> <</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>Slipping her fingers into the binding of your pull-up and starting to tug it down<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>Undoing the bindings on your diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>Undoing the bindings on your mega diaper<</if>>, your <<if $penis>>erect cock still hard from your previous humiliations<<else>>sopping wet pussy still puffy and wanting from your previous humiliations<</if>> now fully on display, a rousing cheer breaks out from the crowd of spectators. Pulling the soiled <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> off of you, Aunt Mildred wrinkles her nose, an over acted look of disgust on her face. "Someone has been a horny little stinker today haven't they. How would you ever manage without me to look after you?", she asks aloud to a chorus of laughs at your expense from gathered spectators. <<if $submission >10>>You sit and take the mocking, knowing there is nothing you can do and that you probably in part deserve it. After all, your current toilet issues are something you signed up for willingly.<<else>>You balk at your treatment, ready to respond angrily to the crowd. However, your attempts are quickly struck down as Aunt Mildred gives you a withering look that pierces you to the core, unwilling to get into any more trouble.<</if>> Packing up your soiled $currentUnderwear into a container in her diaper bag, she proceeds to remove a fresh $currentUnderwear, a box of wipes and a shaker of diaper powder, placing them on the floor next to you. Firstly, she cleans your <<if $penis && $vagina>>penis, vagina and ass<<elseif $penis>>penis and ass<<else>>vagina and ass<</if>>, wiping them thoroughly with a wipe. She takes no notice of your horny need, acting remarkably professional in her ministrations. Once she's ascertained that you have been thoroughly cleaned up, she begins with spreading a fresh coat of baby powder across your crotch and ass. Explaining to both you and the crowd that no one wants a diaper baby to get a rash down there. Just as you think your ordeal is about to be over, the fresh $currentUnderwear in her hand, Aunt Mildred starts to smile maliciously. "What do good stinky diaper <<if $femininity >=0>>girls<<else>>boys<</if>> say when someone takes such good care of them?", a howl of laughter from the crowd heightening your embarrassment at being pressed to praise your carer for humiliating you publicly. "Thank you, Aunt Mildred", you whimper, desperately wanting this to be over. The pleasant smile returned, Aunt Mildred coos "Good <<if $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>", before fitting the new $currentUnderwear onto you. The crowd cheers, happy that you've professed your 'enjoyment' for what has happened. Placing a loving kiss on your forehead, your carer begins helping you up before she quickly picks up and repacks the changing mat. Obvious that their fun is at an end, the crowd quickly disperses. Their comments much less mean this time, maybe because of the presence of your carer. "Run along then sweetheart. If you need another change don't hesitate to come find me", Aunt Mildred coos<<if $currentClothing != "Naked">> , helping you back into you $currentClothing<</if>>. Giving you a wave she heads off, leaving you alone with your clean diaper and an increased need for sexual relief after the additional humiliation. Your diaper change complete you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

"A simple, but effective procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects normally look better with a bigger ass, gives your sexual partners something to hold onto when they fuck you". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple, all I need to do is have you lie face down so I can apply this cream to your bum and it'll be bigger before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie face down on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places both hands on simultaneously on your butt. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently gropes your ass, carefully applying the cream as equally as possible. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, and looking down you're sure you notice a more obvious than normal bulge in his pants. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of strawberries, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that your ass has even changed, an odd stretching feeling emanating from your rear. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your butt, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but, however, a pleasant diversion as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, looking over your shoulder you can clearly see that your ass is bigger. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand, angling it so you can see your behind. You can clearly see that your bottom is now <<checkAss>> in size, jiggling slightly as you adjust to get a good view of it. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A simple, but effective procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects normally look better with a bigger ass, but there are some who prefer a smaller one too, lets your sexual partners wrap their hands around your ass easier when they fuck you". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple, all I need to do is have you lie face down so I can apply this cream to your bum and it'll be smaller before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie face down on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places both hands on simultaneously on your butt. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently gropes your ass, carefully applying the cream as equally as possible. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, and looking down you're sure you notice a more obvious than normal bulge in his pants. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of lemons, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that your ass has even changed, an odd tensing feeling emanating from your rear. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your butt, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but, however, a pleasant diversion as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, looking over your shoulder you can clearly see that your ass is smaller. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand, angling it so you can see your behind. You can clearly see that your bottom is now <<checkAss>> in size, jiggling slightly less than you’re used to as you adjust to get a good view of it. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

<<addToWardrobe "Short Pink Latex Bodycon Dress">>You bring the Short Pink Latex Bodycon Dress to the shops counter. "Awesome! Like its pink which is just the best, and it’ll really show off your awesome body. I’d totally wear something that pretty, like, all the guys in the club won’t be able to look away from you in a dress like that" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Sequin Top and Jean Shorts">>You bring the Pink Sequin Top and Jean Shorts to the shops counter. "Totally awesome! Like it’s just so sparkly. Also, you know, pink which is just the amazing, and it’ll let you show a lot of skin. I’d totally wear something that pretty, sort of jealous you managed to find it. Like, you’ll have to let me borrow it some time. Hey, wouldn’t that be awesome, to like share clothes, we’d be like slutty sisters" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

<hr> Introduction: Welcome to The Repurposing Center. Before the game starts, we're going to just quickly go through a couple of gameplay points to help accustom you to play. If you wish to skip reading this part, everything covered here is also covered in the 'Hints/Tips' page, available on the left-hand bar. Text is split into a number of colors depending on circumstance. Which are: Player speech -> light yellow Female NPC speech -> light purple Male NPC speech -> light blue Gender neutral NPC speech -> pale green Bimbo speech and concepts -> pink Over the course of the game you'll be given various choices which will allow you to shape both the physical and mental characteristics of your character. Additionally, you will need to manage the game's currency G.G.P, more on this is explained in the game's introduction. When you reach the end of the introduction, you'll be able to access various activities within the facility. The main activities are accessible through your room's tablet, allowing the character to undertake work, training or socialisation. Days are split up so that players can undertake 3 major actions a day (jobs, training or contacting npcs for dates), make use of your free time in the sandbox to change your appearance and find out more about npcs. To move the day forward, ensure you're in the day's last time slot and choose to sleep from your room's option list. Above everything, play how you want to play. There is no wrong way to play the game as long as you're having fun. <hr> General Options The rest of this section mostly covers some basic choices for your playthrough. These choices are more focused on the minor aspects of your playthrough, such as deciding on whether you wish to have text-based UI’s, include seasonal content, or have NPC’s use certain pronouns. All of these options can be changed within the game if you change your mind later. Sexuality Selection - allows player to gate sexual preference content: <table> <tr> Interested in everyone (default) <<radiobutton "$sexualPreference" "0" checked>> </tr> <tr> Interested in only women <<radiobutton "$sexualPreference" "1">> </tr> <tr> Interested in only men <<radiobutton "$sexualPreference" "2">> </tr> <tr> No choice mode (player has no choice when selecting client gender in jobs and encounters) <<radiobutton "$sexualPreference" "3">> </tr> </table> Pronoun Selection - allows player to choose their personal pronoun - not all NPC’s will use it, but some will: <table> <tr> Standard pronouns (default) <<radiobutton "$pronoun" "0" checked>> (based on player appearance) </tr> <tr> Feminine pronouns <<radiobutton "$pronoun" "1">> </tr> <tr> Masculine pronouns <<radiobutton "$pronoun" "2">> </tr> <tr> Gender neutral pronouns <<radiobutton "$pronoun" "3">> </tr> </table> Transformation Focus - allows player to decide whether transformations will be more focused on turning the player more masculine or feminine (or will randomly decide between the two): <table> <tr> Femininity focus <<radiobutton "$femMascFocus" "0">> </tr> <tr> No focus (default) <<radiobutton "$femMascFocus" "1" checked>> </tr> <tr> Masculine focus <<radiobutton "$femMascFocus" "2">> </tr> </table> Other Options - allows player to select other gameplay related options: <table> <tr> Mobile Mode <<checkbox "$mobileView" false true>> - Removes image-based menus, allowing in-game navigation for mobile users. </tr> <tr> Remove Violence Mode <<checkbox "$removeViolenceOption" false true>> - Removes aggressive/violent content (Addendum: There isn’t much violence within this game - but as a sandbox some instances normally allow players to react in a violent manner). </tr> <tr> Remove Player Images <<checkbox "$removePlayerImages" false true>> - Removes images involving the default player character stand-in within scenes (default player stand-in is a blonde female). </tr> <tr> Include seasonal encounters all year round? <<checkbox "$seasonalEvents" false true>> </tr> <tr> Remove seasonal encounters all together? <<checkbox "$removeSeasonal" false true>> </tr> </table> [[Move on to fetish selection|Start Fetish Selection]]

<<if $backgroundNumber == 3>>Today was another day just like any other. You started things with a few doorstep extortions for owed money. With a couple of your cousins you took a man out for a short drive before beating him half-senseless and dumping him bruised and bloody, he’ll be fine but that walk home will convince him to stop selling on your turf. Then you hung around the apartment for the rest of the day taking drug orders to send on to the higher-ups in your family. You would have preferred to be selling direct, but you’re still not trusted with the supply yet so you just gopher the orders back to the family to sort out themselves. Tired of being stuck in your mouldering apartment all afternoon, having to deal with deadbeat druggies that seriously test your patience, you decide to check through your mail. Sighing to yourself as you wander down the long stairway of your apartment block, you wonder if you should grab a drink, weary from the day’s dealings. Being the muscle makes you the target of annoyance for the people you have to handle, even though you don’t make the decisions. At least the family dealers get to be all buddy-buddy with the people they deal with, you think as you finally reach your mail cubby in the foyer.<<else>>You've nothing to do. With no job and no money, what options do you have? You can't afford internet access and your old TV can only receive the three government broadcast channels, and really, who under the age of 50 watches those? Bored and alone, you decide to check through your mail. As you wander down the long stairway of your apartment building, you ponder on what opportunities you really have, trapped in a horrendous cycle of being unable to afford the extra education you'd need to be able to find a job. Your government benefits barely sustain your cheap apartment, let alone food and other needs. You sigh, finally reaching your mail cubby in the foyer.<</if>> Opening the locked mailbox, you take the expected stack of junk mail in hand, beginning the long trek back upstairs. Exhausted, you collapse onto your ragged sofa, thumbing through the collection of advertisements and bills. However, one especially official looking advertisement printed on a glossy paper stands out amongst the usual rubbish. "Join The Repurposing Center today. Enjoy all the comforts of our luxury accommodations, as you receive the best education money can buy. At the end of your tenure you’ll be provided with a home for life, along with an extensive array of new job opportunities. The facility is government sponsored so all successful applicants will receive all of this for free. Please contact us today, to invest in your future. For a more extensive collection of details, please contact any government accredited law firm". Bellow all of which, a bold printed telephone number, followed by a large section of tiny print that, no matter how hard you squint, you can’t manage to read. Rushing out into the floor's hallway, you make your way to your floor's designated phone, the flyer still clutched in hand. A smile plastered across your face, you begin to enter the phone number listed on the advertisement, thinking of how lucky you were that a solution to your problems finally presented itself. You momentarily wonder if you should have contacted <<if $backgroundNumber == 3>>someone in your family first but seeing as the reason you’re doing this is to get a break from them<<else>>some sort of lawyer first but seeing as the reason you’re doing this is because you have no money<</if>>, that thought is quickly struck down. The phone rings momentarily before a monotone voice responds. "Thank you for showing interest in The Repurposing Center, if you would like to submit an application for the program please press 1 ...", following the instructions you press the ‘1’ key. "Your application has been accepted, congratulations. A government escort will be arriving to pick you up in 15 minutes. Please be at your apartment complex's front door at that time. You will not need to bring anything with you". Surprised at the efficiency of the system, you put the phone down, before [[racing downstairs to your building's front door|Background Voluntary 1b]].

As you pull open the doors, you see a large vehicle parked outside, 'Capture Van' written in officious block lettering across the back doors, whatever that means. Two heavily armoured men leap from the driver and passenger side doors, startling you enough that you almost fall over yourself. The two men swiftly approach you, one looking you over, whilst the other holds up a large portable tablet. Nodding, the driver heads back towards the front of the van whilst the other man opens the rear doors. You think you spot some sort of mesh or cage, though it is hard to make out in the darkness. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/CaptureVan.png]]</div> "Don’t worry, everything is alright. Your application has gone through and been processed. We’re just here to take you to the facility. Now, sadly, we have to bring you in one of the cages we have at the back. Regulations you see. However, you can opt out now if you want to. The facility has a habit of changing people, you know physically, and I hear there’s a lot of sex involved for you trainees. Last chance to quit". Shaking your head to the thought of quitting now, already committed to the idea. Even with the new revelations of sex and some sort of body changing, you’re still looking forward to the opportunities being presented to you. You let the man help you up into the back of the van. Now you are clearly able to confirm your previous suspicions that yes, the back of the van was filled with cages. Helping you settle into a small cage, the man gives you a short nod and a reassuring smile, before finishing up his duties. You are plunged into darkness as the doors close behind you. You hear the rumble of the van's engine as it ignites ready to take you away to be processed into someone of <a data-passage="Arrival Voluntary">value to society</a>.

<<addTime>><<addTime>>You awaken to quiet and stillness. You would guess that the van has come to a stop, though in the current scenario you know little of what is next to come. The capture vans, from what you’ve heard, are involved in some sort of government scheme. Something about taking the homeless and other such dispossessed individuals off the streets and rehabilitating them so they can become productive members of society. But, you’ve volunteered for whatever’s going to happen, and they did promise to look after and educate you in the promotional material. Other than the rather uncomfortable journey, things could certainly be worse, at least the man who helped you into the van seemed nice. A large clang of metal breaks your train of thought as the van door is wrenched open. Bright light streams through the mesh cage you inhabit, momentarily blinding you. After a moment of adjustment, you can make out a tall man in full black government issued body armour, only his mouth and defined chin are visible. To your right you hear a slight shuffling sound giving you the indication that you aren't the only one caged in the van's cramped containment cages. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GuardLarge.png]]</div> "Don't worry, nothing to alarm yourself with. We’re here at the facility. In a moment we’ll get you out for processing. Sadly you’re getting processed with a couple of … less voluntary applicants. However, your voluntary status affords you a lot more leeway in your early behaviour, as well as a few other benefits during processing. In a moment I’m going to help you out of the van, I’ll need you to line up on the marks outside", soothingly smiles the agent as he moves to open your cage first. Do you: [[Meekly exit the cage?|Taken To Processing 1][if($submission<=95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;}; $davisRelationship +=3; $holderInt = 1]] [[Exit the cage with head held high?|Taken To Processing 1][if($submission<=97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;}; $davisRelationship +=1; $holderInt = 2]] [[Shout at the man about your poor treatment?|Taken To Processing 1][$davisRelationship -=3; $holderInt = 3]]

<<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><</if>><<if $startAge > 22>><<set $age = 22>><</if>><<addTime>><<if lastVisited("Processing Non Volunteer Choice") is 1>>"Please can I have the lesser treatment", you ask quietly, not wanting to debase yourself to your captors. "I don't know if that's going to be enough", smiles the labcoat wearing man, "You'll have to try a little better than that. Maybe, you could mention how happy you are that we're offering you this opportunity, and how you deserve this all really. That really, this is what you've always been meant for". The emotions of the situation welling up within you, producing a couple of silent tears that run down your cheek, you answer dejectedly, "Please can I have the lesser treatment. I promise that I'll be good for you, and that I appreciate everything that you're doing for me. I'm not fit to be left alone, so it's good that you're now looking after me. I feel like that is where I'm truly meant to be. Thank you". <</if>>"Excellent, I would have preferred to administer the other option. But, still, this is your choice not mine", the man in the labcoat says to you with a smile, "The next part is just as we went over, it's just a small injection and after that you'll be better than ever". The labcoated man proceeds to walk over to the cabinet in the back of the room, which finally opens after a short process of locks and keypads. Sadly, in the position you're fixed in, you can't get a good view of what's inside the cabinet. Though that doesn't really matter as he approaches you momentarily, a hypodermic needle in hand. "Don't worry, it'll be over before you know it", smiles the man in the labcoat soothingly as he jabs the hypodermic into your arm and depresses the plunger. A warm feeling spreads over your body, feeling nice, peaceful even. The warm feeling flows up into your head before growing a little hotter. A minute later you’ve yet to see what the point of all of this was, despite the agent and the doctor continuing to watch you as if they’re waiting for something. The weird heat in your scalp begins to itch and you wonder if it’s a side effect of whatever they injectedplayer with, or maybe just a result of you thinking about it. As you try to ignore the itching feeling you start to feel an odd tickle across your ears. "That’s weird", you think, as you can clearly see both of your captors. Maybe it again could just be your imagination. Just then before your eyes, your $hairColour hair seems to gain length, coming down to block your view, before parting just enough to let you continue to observe what is happening. Oddly, what should be frightening you doesn't. Instead, you feel good, tingly even and just a little woolly headed. You know you should be worried, maybe even shouting out about what’s happening to you, oddly you don’t seem to be able to, it’s almost as if something is controlling your actions. Looking down at your body you feel more sensitive, your skin rubbing against your clothes feels sensual. And mentioning your clothes they seem a lot bigger than you previously thought. Or maybe not. No, its your body shrinking slightly in both height and build making your clothes fit more loosely on you. You look down at your arms and see them become slenderer, dainty even. Your hands too look more delicate than they did previously, losing mass but also becoming what to you seem softer. Looking more closely you notice that the hair on your arms has fallen out and instead finer hairs seem to grow where they once stood. You start to contemplate how nice your new arm looks and how proud you are of it, before you catch yourself, realising that you’re a lot more frightened by the situation than anything, even if you still seem physically unable to express these fears. As you pan your vision across your body to check if your other arm is in the same state as the first, you notice something not right. Your clothes, you note, up until now have all been loose and ill fitting. Oddly, your T-shirt remains still as tight on you as ever and your upper chest has started to feel really good all of a sudden. You look down further, noting that your pants seem to be having the same issue of appearing oversized on your body, as does, now that you think about it, the part of your shirt which now loosely hugs your now much smaller waist. Looking back down to where your <<if $startGender == true>>pecs<<else>>breasts<</if>> hide under your shirt, you are shocked as you watch two tiny hills erupt from your chest, stretching out your shirt, with two obvious and somewhat larger perky erect nipples. When the two globes of mass stop growing realisation finally strikes you. You now have real breasts. If you had to guess you’d say they were <<checkBreast>> sized boobs, your <<checkBreast>> sized boobs. The feeling of your nipples rubbing against your shirt is enough to make you cum in your pants, an amazing orgasm much better than any you've had before. Maybe this really is for the better, you wonder briefly. <<if $removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/ClinicChair.jpg]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/InitialTransformation.jpg]]</div> <</if>> Your reverie, helped by the amazing feeling from your nipples rubbing against your top, is finally interrupted as you feel the heat start to move again, making its way down your body. Finally, it stops around your waist, the warmth spreading in particular to your crotch until the heat gets so intense you almost pass out.<<if $startGender == true>> A wet squelching sound, accompanied by a contracting feeling, tell you something has happened. But, from your vantage point you cannot see what is happening to your crotch.<</if>> After the previous changes, all focused on making you more feminine, you’re not sure what to expect, though the doctor did seem to assure you this treatment was more limited. Regardless of your concerns, your body just continues to act on the bliss and pleasure you’re feeling, overriding more cognisant thoughts. Abruptly, you feel an odd, wet feeling start to spread within your pants, a distinct smell of wanton arousal filling the air. Maybe it's the treatment making you feel this way, maybe it's what you've always wanted, in your current state you can't tell. All you can tell is that this all feels amazing, and with an orgasm unlike any you've experienced before, the heat starts to recede. After a few minutes the man in the lab coat approaches once more, <<if $submission >= 5>>"See, all for the better", he comments with a chuckle.<<elseif $submission < 5>>"You can stop causing trouble now, all for the better", he comments with a chuckle.<</if>> <<if !$penis && $submission >= 5>>"I'll say", responds the agent, "Hot enough that I'd be more than happy to have a go with her".<<elseif $submission >= 5>>"I'll say", responds the agent, "<<if $pronoun == 1>>She<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>He<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>They<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>She<<else>>He<</if>> came out really well".<<elseif $submission <= -10 && !$penis>>"Nice job", responds the agent, "Hot enough that I can’t wait for my chance to have a go with her".<<else>>"Good job once again Doc", responds the agent, "See, no reason for complaining".<</if>><<if $alwaysFertile>><<set $impregnatable = true>><<set $fertility = 10 + ($hipSize * 3)>> Standing in deep thought for a moment, as if trying to remember something, the doctor comments, "Wait, wait. Just a moment longer. According to your records we have you down for a fertility programme, at least I’m pretty certain you are. I just need to give you another quick shot, and then you’ll be sorted". Too woozy to respond, you wait quietly, another injection being applied to you as promised, the man in the lab coat explaining, "And … done. That should make it so that you’re capable of getting pregnant, as long as you’ve got the correct configuration of genitals that is. The serum you’ve just taken should also make you immune to most forms of contraceptive, so no getting around your new found fertility either. The serum also will ensure your pregnancies come to fruition much more rapidly than usual, over just a week or so, and with significantly fewer negative effects on your body. As for if you somehow manage to swap out your genitals mid pregnancy, your body has a special way of dealing with such circumstances, effectively regressing the pregnancy but sustaining it within you until you’re viable again. Well, I think that explains everything. Probably best to avoid casual sex if you don’t want to become a mother in the near future". Tensing up slightly, even in your current state, you realize what this means. <<if $vagina>>If anyone gets up into your pussy there’s a very real risk you could become pregnant!<<else>>If you end up with a vagina and someone makes use of it, then there’s a very real risk you could become pregnant!<</if>><</if>> The government agent starts unstrapping you, but you're too woozy to do much other than get up, supported by the agent. Looking around you can see the other two prisoners still strapped down, however neither of them seem any different than when you saw them earlier. Do you: [[Accept what has happened to you?|The Showers 1][$submission +=3; $radcliffRelationship +=1; $davisRelationship +=2]] [[Quietly weep for your lost former form?|The Showers 1][$submission +=1; $davisRelationship +=1]] [[Respond with shouts of anger?|The Showers 1][$submission -=2; $radcliffRelationship -=1; $davisRelationship -=1]] "You could always get a booster shot of our treatment", the man in the labcoat says, "It'll make you more desirable to customers. And remember. The more desirable you are, the better off you are". [[Accept the offer for more extensive treatment?|Take Additional Fem Treatment][if($submission<=90){$submission += 10;}else{$submission = 100;}; $femininity +=20; $breastSize +=2; $assSize +=1; $hairLength +=2; $lipSize +=1; $radcliffRelationship +=10; $davisRelationship +=5; $booster = true]]

<<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>>"So, normally we don't tell the patient about the next part. However, as a volunteer you are eligible for an alternate form of the treatment that other inmates receive. What would normally happen now is that you'd be dosed with a treatment that would cause an extensive change to your physical form, making you decidedly more feminine. <<if $penis>>It would also transform you into woman<<else>>It would also, if you were male, transform you into a woman<</if>>. In your instance, however, you have the option to opt into the lesser version of the treatment. It'll still cause you to exhibit some more feminine qualities, but it is significantly less invasive", explains the doctor. Thinking over your options you try to decide between the two choices. The more invasive full treatment that will make you decidedly more feminine. Or the lesser treatment which will only minorly boost your femininity<<if $penis>>, and will let you keep your cock<</if>>. "The choice is up to you; however, I will need you to make a choice", the man in the labcoat says, interrupting your thoughts. Do you: [[Accept the full treatment|Processing Fem][$femininity += 30; $penis = false; $vagina = true; $balls = false; $ballSize = 0; $breastSize += 3; if($height >= 76){$height = 72;}else if($height <= 64){$height = 60;}else{$height -= 4;}; $hairLength += 3; $muscles -= 10; $holderInt = 1]] [[Ask for the lesser treatment|Processing Fem Alt][$femininity += 20; $breastSize += 1; if($height >= 76){$height =74;}else if($height <= 62){$height = 60;}else{$height -= 2;}; $hairLength +=1; if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;}; $radcliffRelationship -=3; $davisRelationship -=5; $holderInt = 2]]<<else>>"So, normally we don't tell the patient about the next part. However, as a volunteer you are eligible for an alternate form of the treatment that other inmates receive. What would normally happen now is that you'd be dosed with a treatment that would cause an extensive change to your physical form, making you decidedly more masculine. <<if !$penis>>It would also transform you into man<<else>>It would also, if you were female, transform you into a man<</if>>. In your instance, however, you have the option to opt into the lesser version of the treatment. It'll still cause you to exhibit some more masculine qualities, but it is significantly less invasive", explains the doctor. Thinking over your options you try to decide between the two choices. The more invasive full treatment that will make you decidedly more masculine. Or the lesser treatment which will only minorly boost your masculinity<<if !$penis>>, and will let you keep your vagina<</if>>. "The choice is up to you; however, I will need you to make a choice", the man in the lab coat says, interrupting your thoughts. Do you: [[Accept the full treatment|Processing Masc][$femininity -=30; $penis = true; $vagina = false; $balls = true; $ballSize += 2; $penisSize += 2; if($height >= 84){$height = 84;}else if($height <= 64){$height = 68;}else{$height += 4;}; $muscles += 10; $breastSize = 0; $holderInt = 1]] [[Ask for the lesser treatment|Processing Masc Alt][$femininity -=20; if($height >= 84){$height = 84;}else if($height <= 64){$height = 68;}else{$height += 4;}; $radcliffRelationship -= 3; $davisRelationship -=5; $holderInt = 2]]<</if>>

You see a sign above an exceedingly beautiful building facade titled, "Sarah's Den of Opulence", delicate artistic woodwork subtly hinting at the depth of work put into the fronts design. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/Sarah'sDen.png]]</div> Heading through the large, open, double doors you enter a large circular room, opulently furnished with thick carpets, tasteful erotic tapestries line the walls. The center of the room comprises of a seating area, reminding you of old pictures of traditional gentleman’s clubs, a manned bar sits on one side of the room, a large crystal chandelier tying the room together. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SarahSmall.png]]</div><<if visited()<=1>><<if $metSarah>>As you enter through the front doors, from a small unmarked side door enters the familiar form of the suit wearing woman you know as Mistress Sarah. A scowl on her face, made all the more imposing by her height. She stares at you a moment, maybe trying to weigh you up, before she strides towards you.<<else>><<set $metSarah = true>>As you enter through the front doors, from a small unmarked side door enters the form of a imperious suit wearing woman. A scowl on her face, made all the more imposing by her height. She stares at you a moment, maybe trying to weigh you up, before she strides towards you.<</if>> "what are you doing here?", she asks acusitorialy, her voice hushed as if she doesn’t want to make a scene. "I was just …", you start in reply before being interrupted. "It doesn’t matter what you’re doing, it was rhetorical. I serve high class clients, not penniless waifs!". "I’ll …", you try to interject, not sure what to say. A distinct worry that you’ve found yourself in trouble, blares in the back of your mind. "Well, nothing else for it. Don’t talk to anyone, don’t look at anyone, if you so much as bother a single client of mine I’ll have security in here before you even take a breath. On the other hand, if for some reason you’re here to see me, then we can go in the back room and I’ll tell you how much of a bother you’re being. Otherwise you can leave, though I suppose I could also offer you usage of some of my other workers, maybe it’ll help you to learn your place", she monologues, practically ignoring your presence. After making up her mind she looks at you, annoyance clear on her face. She obviously expects some sort of answer.<<else>>"Again", sighs the imperious woman you know as Mistress Sarah, a look of annoyance evident on her face. "I’ll be brief so as to not give you the opportunity to harass any of my clients. Are you here to see me, or make use of my facilities? Answer quickly, before I have to have security deal with you". She taps her heel as she waits impatiently for your response. Her expression leaves no question to the seriousness of her statement.<</if>> Do you: [[Ask to use the brothel|Brothel Options]] [[Ask her if you can spend some time with her|Brothel Spend Time With Mistress Sarah]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Sexual Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Sexual Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

Wanting to have a look at the brothel’s ‘menu’ you let Mistress Sarah know, "Can I look at the brothel options? Please", nervously awaiting her response. Sighing the domineering brunette leads you over to rather recessed indent in the wall, almost as if she doesn’t want anyone to see you. The small recess containing a touch-screen mounted in an ornate wooden podium, you watch as she taps a few selections into it, soon leaving it on a collection of listings which she leaves you with. Exploring your list of options further, you see that in each instance images of the respective worker and a small bio for them is detailed, the prices being generally equivalent between each of the employees services. You do, however, note that a few of the options open to you do seem to be significantly more expensive, each of the individuals in question marked as being ‘Trained Courtesans’. Overall the prices do seem a little high, though given the quality of the establishment you suppose that isn’t too surprising. Do you: <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><<if $sexualPreference != 2>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Vanessa Ballard Vanessa is a slim and petite blonde with silky golden blonde hair. Fully qualified in both providing vaginal and oral sex, along with being bisexual, this sexually adventurous blonde will be sure to offer you an enjoyable night. Experience Options include; Cheerleader, Girl Next Door, Beach Gal, Bar Slut, Sexy Secretary, Porn Casting, Maid, Girlfriend, Custom Role-Play. Price: 500 G.G.P (for standard bookings) <<if (!$penis && (!$strapOnOwned || $currentStrapOnDildo == "None")) || $chastityLevel > 0 || $diaperLocked>>Unable to use services<<elseif $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>Too tired to use services<<elseif $ggp < 500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Pay to penetrate her doggy-style|Brothel Pay Doggy Female][$timesFuckedPussy += 1; $actionAmountCurrent += 1; $ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 1>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Calvin Gilbert Calvin is a tall and muscled brunette with short dark brown hair. Fully qualified in both providing penetrative and oral sex, along with being bisexual, this rippling Adonis will make all your hunky dreams come true. Experience Options include; Highschool Jock, Beach Boy-Toy, Shirtless Handy-Man, Childhood Crush, Boyfriend, Custom Role-Play. Price: 500 G.G.P (for standard bookings) <<if !$vagina || $chastityLevel > 0 || $diaperLocked>>Unable to use services<<elseif $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>Too tired to use services<<elseif $ggp < 500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Pay to ride him|Brothel Pay Ride Male][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div> [[Decide to stop using the brothel for now|Brothel]]

You decide to ask Mistress Sarah if you can spend some more time with her. With a frustrated sigh, she pulls you through a side door into a small office yet opulent office. Taking a seat behind the desk, she starts looking at files, practically ignoring your presence for the next few minutes before acknowledging you again. <<if $sarahRelationship <25>>"You had better have a good reason for interrupting my business. I do not take kindly to those who waste my time with their petty issues, especially when you’re not even a customer. So, what great reason do you have for coming to see me. Do speak up", demands the imperious madam, obviously annoyed with your presence.<<elseif $sarahRelationship >=25 && $sarahRelationship <50>>"I suppose you’ve prevailed yourself enough that I can spare you some time. Just remember that I am a very important and busy woman, and that I don’t have time to waste on petty issues. So, if you’re here to complain about working for me, then find someone who cares, because obviously I don’t", explains the imperious madam, seemingly ambivalent to your presence.<<elseif $sarahRelationship >=50>>"Ah, yes, I almost forgot you were here. I have decided that you are acceptable, just about, so I suppose I can waste a little time on whatever petty diversion you’re here regarding. Just remember, I’m a very important and busy woman, and it is in your best interest to always keep that in mind", purrs the imperious madam. Her face is set in a harsh expression, but under it you can see small cues that maybe she’s happier to see you than she lets on.<</if>> Do you:<<if $sexualPreference != 2>> <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to offer to have casual sex with Mistress Sarah at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<elseif $diaperLocked>>You can't have casual sex with Mistress Sarah as you're locked in your diaper<<else>>[[Offer to have casual sex with Mistress Sarah|Brothel Sex With Mistress Sarah]]<</if>><</if>> <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Mistress Sarah at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>>[[Ask to hang out with Mistress Sarah|Brothel Hang Out With Mistress Sarah][if($sarahRelationship<=98){$sarahRelationship += 2;}else{$sarahRelationship = 100;}; $actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>> [[Finish spending time with Mistress Sarah|Brothel]]

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Tilly a bit more about herself. "So, how did you end up working for 'The Repurposing Center'?", you casually ask, watching her reaction just in case you've asked something that would upset her. A confused look crosses her face for a moment, Tilly tilting her head to one side as if the change in angle will help her understand something. "Erm, well, like I walked. I think I took a couple of lifts. You know, like normal stuff. They let me live in this awesome pink room in the residential block, it's super nice. So, I walked from there". For a moment, you're confused by the response, not sure what she's trying to say. Then as you piece it together you begin to realise, she thinks you're asking how she got to work today, rather than how she got the 'job' in the first place. Clarifying your position, you point this out to her. "Oh, well like you should have just asked", she giggles. "I came here probably like you did, though I don't remember much of the before time. I vaguely remember being a smelly boy, which is super icky looking back. Then, I volunteered for some stuff, made some really nice friends who taught me all sorts of fun things. After that, I remember being really upset about having to leave at some point as everything was just so fun and nice here. Some really nice guy found me crying in my room and offered to let me stay at the facility. So, I got sent to auction and was super worried. But then an admin guy came and escorted me out along with a couple of others and told us that we'd been bought by the facility and that we'd all get some awesome new jobs. I was so happy I gave him a super special blowjob right there, he blushed so hard about it, plus he was really tasty", she stops for a moment licking her lips, lost in thought. You cough a little to get her attention and she continues her story. "Erm, so, like they told me that they didn't have much of a plan for what I could do as a job. Someone said something really mean about me being dumb or a stupid bimbo or something, which was really not nice. So, I said that I really liked clothes and they put me in here. Apparently, trainees like having me around for advice on clothes, so they like to keep me working here instead of trying me in other jobs. But, like I like working in the shop, I get a comfy vibrating seat and get to look at pretty clothes all day. What's not to like", the bubbly bimbo finishes smiling brightly. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to chatting with Tilly|Shop Spend Time With Tilly]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Tilly a bit more about herself. "So, what sort of person do you look for in a date", you casually ask, watching her reaction closely, curious to how she'll react. With a surprisingly shy look across her face, her cheeks blushed, she responds "sex". "Sex?", you respond, not sure if she's just gotten confused again. "Well, like yeah. You know, it's like the most important part of any relationship. Like, I want someone who I can have super awesome sex with, like all the time, that'd just be the best", she ellucidates, the blush only growing. "Any other traits, other than that they like sex?", you ask, astonished at the singlemindedness of Tilly in regards to fucking. "Well, like, I'd like someone who was fun to be around. I guess that's not entirely sex related. Plus, it'd be nice if they had sexy clothes, that'd be fun takeing them off when we fuck. Erm, like I'd like them to be nice to me too and look after me, but like, those both involve sex too. I guess I wouldn't want to have sex with someone who was really mean, so, like I guess not being super mean is something I'd want", she adds. Looking back at what she's just said, you suppose she's given you at least a little information on what she likes even if it is still mainly sex based. A worried look on her face she continues "Sorry, like, I guess I'm not sure. This is all confusing me a bit. My brain gets all mushy at times, it's super fun, but it makes thinking hard. Hopefully I've answered what you wanted me too and we can have some fun now". Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to chatting with Tilly|Shop Spend Time With Tilly]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Tilly a bit more about herself. "So, what happens to trainees who cause trouble", you casually ask, watching her reaction closely, curious to how she'll react. A confused look on her face, she answers "Like, I'm not really sure. The staff say all the time that, like, we should all behave. I mean they don't say it a lot anymore, now that they bought me, but before they said it a super load. I guess I never really asked". Trying to get a little more information out of her, you decide to see if she knows anything about Fuck Dolls. For a moment, she seems completely clueless before a look of excitement crosses her face. "You mean those super pretty girls who sometimes walk around the facility. They're like the best. Like, they'll sleep with like anyone. I mean, I heard once that they're not supposed to sleep with trainees or something, but, like, they're totally down for sex with me whenever I want it. Plus, they're super cute and pretty, and they wear like the best clothes. So much pink. Plus, they have huge cushiony breasts for me snuggle with, and they smell super good. They're just so awesome. Why do you ask, did you see one, if you did you have to tell me, that's what friends do", she enthusiastically replies. Watching her closely, you see as she starts playing with her breasts as she continues to heap praise on the Fuck Dolls, treating them with a sort of hero worship reverence. Her rambling praise of them continues for another few minutes, during which time she starts to even more brazenly play with herself in front of you, the conversation obviously turning her on. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to chatting with Tilly|Shop Spend Time With Tilly]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Tilly a bit more about herself. "So, what actually is the treatment?", you casually ask, wondering if her time in the facility has given her access to any hidden information. "It's like the best, right?", she answers with a giggle. Hoping to push for more information you continue, "But what actually is it? Do you know what it does, or how it works? Have you ever heard of someone who has been cured of it?". You almost immediately regret asking so many questions. The look of confusion on Tilly's face showing her obvious confusion from the overload of requested information. "Like, sorry but you're super confusing me", she replies, a slightly upset demeanour about her. Your curiosity wins out however, prompting you to repeat your questions one at a time. She cheers up a little, obviously thankful you didn't make a big deal out of her confusion. "So, I guess I never really asked, though I'm sure a doctor once said something about us all been filled with robots, whatever that means. Maybe he was talking about all the dildos? It makes everyone like super easy to make horny, plus it makes you able to have lots of sex and you don't get pimples and stuff, I know that. But, other than that I'm not sure. Like, I've never heard anyone get un-treated, then again, like, why would you want to? Like you get to be pretty and have lots of awesome sex. No pimples, no getting ill, and like I've never seen someone who's had the treatment and looks old so there's that too. It's just too awesome for anyone to want to not have it I guess". Your questions answered to the best of her ability you thank her, provoking a big smile in return. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to chatting with Tilly|Shop Spend Time With Tilly]].

You tell Tilly that you'd like to properly spend some time getting to know her better. She giggles in response and licks her lips lewdly. Thankfully you clarify quickly that you do actually mean getting to know her better and your statement wasn’t a euphemism. She seems momentarily disappointed, realising that she isn’t going to get to have sex with you. She does however brighten up remarkably quickly as the device she’s sitting on buzzes loudly, a passionate moan bursting through her lips. Giggling, she pats a closer spot to her on the counter, ushering you closer to her. The next few minutes are interesting, Tilly still flirts constantly as you converse with her, however she seems to be trying hard to hold what you’d consider a normal conversation with you. You engage mostly in small talk, going over people you know, things that have happened to each of you, what you both like to do for fun. Though Tilly does spend a little time suggesting style options to you. Of particular note, Tilly mentions a story about her time being trained at the facility, before they bought her contract out and put her to work in the shop. <<print either("Apparently, she doesn’t remember much before she came to the facility. She was running low on G.G.P early into her time on the program and decided to opt into some sort of training, though she can’t fully remember what it was. She goes on to mention how she remembers lots of pretty lights, and afterwards some nice people gave her a pretty pink dress and took her to a club to dance","Apparently, going to auction is really scary. Even if you’re bought by the facility, they still send trainees through most of the auction process as a formality. Tilly adds that one of the auction workers told her that the facility does that so that the people who they buy up understand that they’re no longer trainees at the facility");>>. Overall, it's a nice relaxing chatting session, letting you get to know the bubbly bimbo just a little bit better.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> She also loudly makes a couple of comments about an incredibly stinky smell that's stuck around the two of you during the time you've hung out, much to your embarrassment. Thankfully, she doesn't seem to put two and two together and realise that it's your dirty diaper she's smelling.<</if>> After a little while, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive. Scooting back on the counter you [[go back to talking to Tilly|Shop Spend Time With Tilly]].

<<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>As you're travelling, you suddenly start to feel a building of pressure in your bladder. Looking around nervously, you try to see if you can spot any sign of a toilet nearby. <<if $diaperLocked>>Sadly, you remember that your diaper is locked on you, offering you no way out of this situation. Standing around you are many onlookers, soon to observe your embarrassing situation<<else>>Sadly, you cannot spot any such opportunity, only onlookers to watch your embarrassing situation<</if>>. The sound of your stomach gurgling, and an overly full feeling start to worry you, however the pressing matter of your imminent bladder failure take priority in your mind. Desperately you try to hold your thighs together, hoping what you know is a futile hope, that maybe if you can just hold on you can at least find somewhere more private to wet yourself. The uncomfortable need to pee is building rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to wet yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way over to a quiet corner, thinking that at least you'd be less noticeable in your incontinence. The attempt to move, however, turns out to have been a poor decision. Your sudden steps stopping you from maintaining the pressure you needed to hold back the floodgates of your piss. Thankfully, you are wearing a diaper, otherwise you'd likely be even more obvious in your urination, leaving a large puddle on the floor. Sadly, wetting yourself so publicly overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of you peeing yourself is audible, and combined with your awkward stance and look of distress, a small crowd has started to build. Watching you in your moment of humiliation, they watch as you just stand there, your diaper sagging a little from the added weight of your pee. The smell of fresh urine, clings to your, leaving you unable to escape your shame. Worst of all, the feeling of wetting yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in your $currentUnderwear<<else>>pussy wet and needy in your $currentUnderwear<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dregs of piss drip out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. Seeing that you've finished pissing yourself, the crowd starts to slowly dissipate, throwing a couple of mean comments your way as they depart. You start to smile, at least its’s over. Thankful that your ordeal has come to an end you take in a deep breath. That’s when the gurgling of your stomach loudly calls out, bringing your attention back to an earlier concern you dismissed. It’s not like you could have such bad luck to have two accidents at once, could you? The dissipating crowd turns back towards you, anticipating from the loud sounds emanating from your bowels that something else is about to happen. You’re even more thankful that you decided to wear a diaper, the idea of wetting and messing yourself publicly without one even worse than your current situation. At least you aren’t leaving a large puddle of urine and muck on the floor, you comfort yourself. Sadly, such comforting thoughts are fleeting. Tired from your previous attempts to hold back wetting yourself, you are unable to stop the build-up of poo from flowing from you. Pooping yourself so publicly overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of your stomach rumbling is audible, combined with your awkward stance and look of distress, and of course the existing circle of witnesses, a much larger crowd has started to build. Watching you in your moment of humiliation, they look on as you just stand there, your diaper sagging significantly from the added weight of your mess to the existing water weight of your wetting session. The smell of fresh poo clings to your, leaving you unable to escape your shame, mixing with the previous smell of piss. Worst of all, the feeling of messing yourself after already wetting yourself is greatly turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in your $currentUnderwear<<else>>pussy wet and needy in your $currentUnderwear<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dollops of poop push out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. At least there’s nothing else that can happen now. Seeing that you've finished pooping yourself, the crowd waits a moment to make sure it’s actually over, before throwing a couple of mean comments your way as they depart. One man with a camera phone, lingers for a moment to tell you how funny it was watching you wet and mess yourself, adding that he’ll make sure as many people as possible see your humiliating moment. <<if !$removePlayerImages && $penis && !$vagina>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PublicMaleWetAndMessy.png]]</div> <<elseif !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PublicFemaleWetAndMessy.jpg]]</div> <</if>>Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. The new state of your diaper is, <<checkDiaperWet>>. After your messing accident, the diaper now <<checkDiaperMess>>. The act of wetting and messing yourself in public embarrasses you greatly, but you can't help but feel a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day, or your week, maybe even one of the most humiliating moments of your entire life.<<else>>As you're travelling, you suddenly start to feel a building of pressure in your bladder. Looking around nervously, you try to see if you can spot any sign of a toilet nearby. Sadly, you cannot spot any such opportunity, only onlookers to watch your embarrassing situation. The sound of your stomach gurgling, and an overly full feeling start to worry you, however the pressing matter of your imminent bladder failure take priority in your mind. Desperately you try to hold your thighs together, hoping what you know is a futile hope, that maybe if you can just hold on you can at least find somewhere more private to wet yourself. The uncomfortable need to pee is building rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to wet yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way over to a quiet corner, thinking that at least you'd be less noticeable in your incontinence. The attempt to move, however, turns out to have been a poor decision. Your sudden steps stopping you from maintaining the pressure you needed to hold back the floodgates of your piss. Worst of all, you aren’t even wearing a diaper as you were instructed, realising that you’ll likely be even more obvious in your urination, leaving a large puddle on the floor. Sadly, wetting yourself so publicly overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of you peeing yourself is audible as it splashes against the floor creating a small puddle. Combined with your awkward stance and look of distress, a small crowd has started to build. Watching you in your moment of humiliation, they watch as you just stand there, pee running down your thighs in a thick stream. <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Your $currentUnderwear soaked through with urine, damp and irritating against your skin. <</if>>The smell of fresh urine, clings to your, leaving you unable to escape your shame. Worst of all, the feeling of wetting yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in response<<else>>pussy wet and needy in response<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dregs of piss drip out of you, joining the pool at your feet, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone. The lack of your recent discomfort bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. Seeing that you've finished pissing yourself, the crowd starts to slowly dissipate, throwing a couple of mean comments your way as they depart. A couple even taking pictures of you standing a puddle of your own piss. You start to smile, at least its’s over. Thankful that your ordeal has come to an end you take in a deep breath. That’s when the gurgling of your stomach loudly calls out, bringing your attention back to an earlier concern you dismissed. It’s not like you could have such bad luck to have two accidents at once, could you? The dissipating crowd turns back towards you, anticipating from the loud sounds emanating from your bowels that something else is about to happen. You’re even more mortified that you decided not to wear a diaper, the idea that you could have been wetting and messing yourself less publicly with one, makes you feel even worse about your current situation. At least you’d not be leaving a large puddle of urine and muck on the floor, you chide yourself. Thankfully, such negative thoughts are fleeting. Tired from your previous attempts to hold back wetting yourself, you are unable to stop the build-up of poo from flowing from you. Pooping yourself so publicly overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of your stomach rumbling is audible, combined with your awkward stance and look of distress, and of course the existing circle of witnesses, a much larger crowd has started to build. Watching you in your moment of humiliation, they look on as you just stand there, wet mess running down your leg. <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Your $currentUnderwear not only soaked through with urine, damp and irritating against your skin, but also filled with poo, distended and stained, feel gross yet pleasantly warm against your rear. <</if>>The smell of fresh poo clings to your, leaving you unable to escape your shame, mixing with the previous smell of piss. Worst of all, the feeling of messing yourself after already wetting yourself is greatly turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in response<<else>>pussy wet and needy in response<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dollops of poop push out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. At least there’s nothing else that can happen now. As the last dollops of muck push out of you, joining the pool of refuse at your feet, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone. Seeing that you've finished pooping yourself, the crowd waits a moment to make sure it’s actually over, before throwing a wide array of mean comments your way as they depart. One man with a camera phone, lingers for a moment to tell you how funny it was watching you wet and mess yourself so openly, adding that he’ll make sure as many people as possible see your humiliating moment. Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. You momentarily lament your lack of a diaper, at least if you’d worn one you wouldn’t be covered in your own mess and urine. The act of messing and wetting yourself in public embarrassed you greatly, but you couldn't help but feel at least a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day, or your week, maybe even one of the most humiliating moments of your entire life.<</if>> <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>><<if $diaperSkill == 1>><<set $random = random(1,2)>><<elseif $diaperSkill == 2>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<elseif $diaperSkill == 3>><<set $random = random(1,4)>><<else>><<set $random = 1>><</if>><<if $random == 1>>Your accident complete you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]]<<else>>As you begin to leave you hear a demanding tut from behind you, turning around you see the familiar face of Aunt Mildred. Dissapointment evident in her look as she looms over you. You gulp as [[you await your punishment|Diaper Punishment Interrupt]].<</if>><<else>><<if $diaperSkill == 1>><<set $random = random(1,10)>><<elseif $diaperSkill == 2>><<set $random = random(1,14)>><<elseif $diaperSkill == 3>><<set $random = random(1,25)>><<else>><<set $random = 1>><</if>><<if $random >= 8>><<if (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 && (($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 2) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 2))) || (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4 && (($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 3) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 3))) || (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5 && (($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 4) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 4)))>>As you begin to leave you hear a demanding tut from behind you, turning around you see the familiar face of Aunt Mildred. Dissapointment evident in her look as she looms over you. "Someone looks like they've been naughty, walking around with a full diaper", she scolds. You gulp as [[you await your punishment|Diaper Punishment Interrupt]].<<else>>As you begin to leave you hear a worried call from behind you, turning around you see the familiar face of Aunt Mildred. Concern evident in her look as she looms over you. "Looks like someone is in need of a change", she states as she pats your $currentUnderwear. Do you: [[Accept her offer|Diaper Change Interrupt][$diaperWetCounter = 0; $diaperMessCounter = 0; $underwearCum = false; $underwearUrine = false]] [[Decline her offer|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]]<</if>><<else>>Your accident complete you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]]<</if>> <</if>>

You see a brightly coloured facade covered with childish cartoon characters. A slightly wonky sign reads, "Little Land Nursery", a couple of letters covered with cutsie love hearts. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/LittleLandNursery.png]]</div> Passing through the wide, open entry, you find the room inside just as over the top as the entrance. Vibrant murals of unicorns, princesses and teddy bears cover the walls of the foyer. An older looking man with salt and pepper hair sits behind a desk, his immaculate suit out of place in the youthful environment. <<if visited() >=1>>You know this man as Papa Glover, the Little Land Nursery CEO. <</if>> <<if visited() <=1 && (!visited("ABDL Job First Time 1") && !visited("ABDL Job First Time With Hannah 1"))>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/GloverFull.png]]</div> "Hello dear. I’m sorry, but I can’t let you past this point unless you’re here on official training, here for a job or you’ve signed a waiver. We run a very successful, mostly, reality TV show out of this section of the facility. So, sadly we can’t just let anyone come in, the legal battles would be atrocious. Though, if you’re set on coming in here, I do have the waiver here. It’s very simple, it just says that you don’t mind being filmed within our section of the facility and that you don’t mind any footage being shown on our channel or in promotional materials", states the older gentleman in a gentle but obviously bored tone. As he finishes, he offers you a tablet with a form on it and a stylus. Taking the tablet, you quickly read it through to confirm what he said, before signing your name at the bottom. Handing the finished form back. Curious, you ask, "No offense but you look a little out of place here, how did you end up working the front desk?". Smiling a wistful smile, he responds, "I guess I do look a little out of place. My name is Mr Glover, though around here they call me Papa Glover. The other executives on our channels board wanted someone to handle this project in a hands-on manner. I volunteered, considered it a matter of duty at the time as the CEO. But, the littles are rather cute to be honest, and are always happy to see me. We’re a bit understaffed so I handle the foyer sometimes, which isn’t the most glamorous job, but the hugs and adorable drawings make up for it. Best project I’ve ever worked on". "Wow! So, how well does the show do?", you inquire. "Extremely well. We get subsidised by the government boards which manage this center a little, but even without that, the viewership is astounding. I’ve managed to get a lot of the profits poured back into the show, so we always have something new and interesting, as well as providing the best lives I can for all of the littles the show owns. You're more than welcome to sign up to be on the show through your room's tablet if you're interested. But enough about us, is there anything else I can do for you?".<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/GloverSmall.png]]</div> "Hello again dear. Do you need anything or just passing through?", asks Papa Glover in his grandfatherly tone.<</if>> Do you: <<if $abdlPlay>>[[Go into the main play room|Little Land Nursery Play Room]] <</if>><<if visited("Diaper Training Main") || $abdlTrainerFirstVisit>>[[Go into the changing room|Little Land Nursery Changing Room]] <</if>><<if $metAurora>> <a data-passage="Little Land Nursery Spend Time With Aurora">Ask Papa Glover to call Aurora for you</a><</if>><<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<set _altColourHolder = $altColour>>"These are the options available for fur dyeing <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName", whispers Anna as she stumbles, grabbing for a laminated menu, listing the fur colour options. After taking a moment to recompose herself, her face having turned a deep red, she gracefully hands you the catalogue, filled with pictures of the different fur colour options. <hr> Fur Colour Menu:<table> <tr> <td>Brown</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "brown">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Blonde</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "blonde">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Red</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "red">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Black</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "black">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>White</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "white">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Grey</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "grey">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Blue</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "blue">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Green</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "green">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Bright Pink</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "pink">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Platinum Blonde</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "platinum blonde">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Custom Colour</td><td></td><td><<textbox "$altColour" "">></td> </tr> </table><<button [[Choose colour|Salon Dye Fur Initialised]]>><</button>> [[Cancel Procedure|Salon Transformation Options][$ggp += 200; $altColour = _altColourHolder]]

You point at the option to have your fur dyed $altColour, handing the laminated menu back to Anna. She gives a short bow, as she takes it chiming quietly a, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, a very good choice". Gently directing you towards one of the comfortable salon hair treatment chairs she runs over to a table top, looking over a selection of brightly coloured bottles. "<<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName, the fur colouring ... we offer here is very impressive, it doesn't ... dye your fur, instead altering your fur colour ... at a deeper level. You should find that any other hair will ... stay the same as it already is, the new fur colour also won't fade" the quiet woman explains, occasionally stopping to collect herself. Taking a moment, she continues, "I'll also ... you'll .. naked. I ... all your fur. Need to be meticulous ... in applying it". Her face bright red in blush as she stumbles over her words even more than usual, obvously feeling awkward about making sure you're nude. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>You remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>You remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>You remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Walking back over to you, Anna is now carrying a glass bottle filled with a $altColour liquid, topped with a spray nozzle. Lying back in the chair, you let Anna get to work, spraying the contents of the bottle on your fur and carefully working it in with her latex encased fingers. Watching her in the large mirror, you see she looks much more confident, lost in her work. After a few minutes of ensuring the mixture has an even covering Anna takes a step back, grabbing something that looks a bit like a hairdryer. Without saying anything, she continues her task, running the hairdryer shaped device around your body. Every so often a bright flash of light springs from the device the fur its being pointed at suddenly becoming slightly warm, the sensation tingling across your skin. Every so often she has you move about so she can access difficult spots, using the spray bottle and then the hairdryer like device. She blushes heavily whenever she has to spray somewhere intimate, like around your <<checkAss>> bum, her embarrassment held somewhat in check by her professionalism. Another 10 minutes later, Anna puts down the hairdryer like device, her face somewhere in between an excited giddiness and her usual submissive attitude. "Is <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> happy with the new colour?", she asks, picking up a hand mirror from the counter, holding it behind you so that you can get a full view of your freshly coloured fur. Your fur, is now a vibrant $altColour, just like the picture in the catalogue. Smiling, you nod your assent. Anna gives you a wide, heart-warming smile, obviously glad you are content with her work. Happy with your new fur colour [[you go back to considering salon treatments|Salon Transformation Options]]

<<set $altColour = "none">>"A bit of a more complex procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects normally find themselves back to their previous normal skin state within the hour. I’ve not really got much of preference when it comes to these sort of things, so if you want to try out new skin states I’m not going to chide you for returning yourself back to normal". The doctor motions for you to sit down on a desk chair for a moment as he goes looking for something. You’re not too sure what you expected, but from his comment on the complexity of the procedure you’re starting to think that it might not happen to you sitting on this chair. However, you’ve yet to see any restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about the situation and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, a pair of goggles in one hand and a vial of something bright yellow in colour in the other. "You'll need to start by taking off any clothes you're wearing, don’t worry we offer trade-ins for clothing alteration if they’re needed along with the procedure. Not that it really matters, most of the clothing provided is a lot higher tech than it appears. After you’ve done that I’ll need you to follow me, the device for this procedure is located in another lab", directs the doctor as he stands watching, "The procedure isn’t too difficult to perform, it’s just a little hard work resources-wise. We have these cylindrical tanks in the next lab over, you’ll need to get in one of those. Then I pop this mixture into the reservoir and it’ll expose you to it. You’ll need to wear a breathing mask and these goggles while it happens but other than that there isn’t much to the procedure", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. You swiftly put on the goggles when he hands them to you, not wanting to risk not wearing them, before following him out of a back door in the lab. Now naked, you enter the next lab, immediately seeing the selection of liquid filled metallic tanks, ladders on the side allowing access. A large window on one side letting those outside see anyone within. Climbing up into it, you brace yourself expecting the contained liquid to be cold. However, happily it’s actually quite warm, almost relaxingly so, the faint smell of lemons wafting across your senses. Looking around you spot a breathing mask on the top wall of the tank and proceed to equip it, remembering the previous directions from the doctor. Now completely ready, you submerge yourself fully, floating nakedly suspended in the mysterious liquid. Through the glass you can see Dr. Radcliff outside, smiling his hand positioned in a thumbs-up. You return the signal to indicate you’re okay, watching as he pours the yellow vial into a slot on the device. Almost immediately the water begins to turn a pale yellow, though other than that you see no changes taking place. Relaxing a little you wait, the doctor watching on patiently. After a few minutes, your skin starts to tingle, a rippling feeling spreading across it. Looking over your body as best as you can with the yellow liquid surrounding you, you start to notice that your skin is starting to look more normal again. Patches of familiar skin spotting across your form. You start to feel an odd oversensitivity, as a wave of sensation suddenly strike you from your skin readjusting to the new changes. Held in the warm solution, everything just feels nice and comforting, maybe even a little arousing. A little while later, the strange tingling recedes, taking along with it the oversensitivity. Looking through the window, you see Radcliff is giving you a gesture to get out. With a couple of kicks, you propel yourself to the top of the tank, taking off the goggles and breathing mask as you pull yourself out and return next to the doctor. Getting your breath back from the odd experience you, you take stock of your body, looking down your body meticulously. The changes are obvious, your skin back to exactly what you’d expect of a normal person. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Letting you get a good view of behind you as he adjusts it, confirming that the procedure is complete and the skin on your back is normal again too. Assured the procedure is complete you relax ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic Anthro Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

<<if $altColour == "none" || !$altColour >><<set $altColour = $hairColour>><</if>><<if $skinType == 3>><<set $altColour = "silver">><<elseif $skinType == 4>><<set $altColour = "white">><<elseif $skinType == 5>><<set $altColour = "green">><</if>>"A bit of a more complex procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects normally find themselves <<if $skinType == 1>>covered in a thin layer of fur<<elseif $skinType == 2>>covered in a thick layer of fur<<elseif $skinType == 3>>with most of their skin converting to a shiny metal<<elseif $skinType == 4>>with most of their skin converting to a smooth plastic<<elseif $skinType == 5>>with most of their skin converting to thick reptilian scales<</if>> within the hour. I’ve not really got much of preference when it comes to these sort of things, so if you want to try out new skin states I’m not going to chide you for returning yourself back to normal or switching between them. Really, I’m quite happy to have someone to experiment on, these sorts of treatments could always use some more testing". The doctor motions for you to sit down on a desk chair for a moment as he goes looking for something. You’re not too sure what you expected, but from his comment on the complexity of the procedure you’re starting to think that it might not happen to you sitting on this chair. However, you’ve yet to see any restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about the situation, taking the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, a pair of goggles in one hand and a vial of something bright red in colour in the other. "You'll need to start by taking off any clothes you're wearing, don’t worry we offer trade-ins for clothing alteration if they’re needed along with the procedure. Not that it really matters, most of the clothing provided is a lot higher tech than it appears. After you’ve done that I’ll need you to follow me, the device for this procedure is located in another lab", directs the doctor as he stands watching, "The procedure isn’t too difficult to perform, it’s just a little hard work resources-wise. We have these cylindrical tanks in the next lab over, you’ll need to get in one of those. Then I pop this mixture into the reservoir and it’ll expose you to it. You’ll need to wear a breathing mask and these goggles while it happens but other than that there isn’t much to the procedure", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. You swiftly put on the goggles when he hands them to you, not wanting to risk not wearing them, before following him out of a back door in the lab. Now naked, you enter the next lab, immediately seeing the selection of liquid filled metallic tanks, ladders on the side allowing access. A large window on one side letting those outside see anyone within. Climbing up into it, you brace yourself expecting the contained liquid to be cold. However, happily it’s actually quite warm, almost relaxingly so, the faint smell of strawberries wafting across your senses. Looking around you spot a breathing mask on the top wall of the tank and proceed to equip it, remembering the previous directions from the doctor. Now completely ready, you submerge yourself fully, floating nakedly suspended in the mysterious liquid. Through the glass you can see Dr. Radcliff outside, smiling his hand positioned in a thumbs-up. You return the signal to indicate you’re okay, watching as he pours the red vial into a slot on the device. Almost immediately the water begins to turn a pale pink, though other than that you see no changes taking place. Relaxing a little you wait, the doctor watching on patiently. After a few minutes, your skin starts to tingle, a rippling feeling spreading across it. Looking over your body as best as you can with the pink liquid surrounding you, you start to notice that your skin is starting to look <<if $skinType == 1>>a little hairier<<elseif $skinType == 2>>much hairier<<elseif $skinType == 3>>much shinier<<elseif $skinType == 4>>much smoother<</if>>. Patches of <<if $skinType == 1>>thin fur<<elseif $skinType == 2>>thick fur<<elseif $skinType == 3>>strange metal<<elseif $skinType == 4>>mysterious plastic<<elseif $skinType == 5>>tougher and thicker<</if>> spotting across your form. You start to feel an odd oversensitivity, as a wave of sensation suddenly strikes you from your skin readjusting to the new changes. Held in the warm solution, everything just feels nice and comforting, maybe even a little arousing. A little while later, the strange tingling recedes, taking along with it the oversensitivity. Looking through the window, you see Radcliff is giving you a gesture to get out. With a couple of kicks, you propel yourself to the top of the tank, taking off the goggles and breathing mask as you pull yourself out and return next to the doctor. Getting your breath back from the odd experience you, you take stock of your body, looking down your body meticulously. The changes are obvious, your skin now <<if $skinType == 1>>covered in a thin $altColour layer of fur<<elseif $skinType == 2>>covered in a thick $altColour layer of fur<<elseif $skinType == 3>>mostly covered in a shiny layer of $altColour metal<<elseif $skinType == 4>>mostly covered in a smooth layer of $altColour plastic<<elseif $skinType == 5>>covered in a thick $altColour layer of reptilian scales<</if>>. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Letting you get a good view of behind you as he adjusts it, confirming that the procedure is complete and the skin on your back is also <<if $skinType == 1>>covered in a thin layer of $altColour fur<<elseif $skinType == 2>>covered in a thick layer of $altColour fur<<elseif $skinType == 3>>mostly covered in a shiny layer of $altColour metal<<elseif $skinType == 4>>mostly covered in a smooth layer of $altColour plastic<<elseif $skinType == 2>>covered in a thick $altColour layer of large durable scales<</if>>. Assured the procedure is complete you relax ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic Anthro Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"Exciting! Signing yourself up for an experimental procedure", laughs Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection. "Well, the subjects always do look better with a bigger pair of tits, gives your sexual partners something more to play with. So, taking the fast track approach to big breasts certainly isn’t the worst decision you could ever make". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. Though as you do, a worrisome thought at the back of your mind reminds you, "They call it an experimental procedure for a reason". After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wheeling in front of him what you would describe as a large laser, it reminds you a little of something a mad scientist had in a film you once watched. You’d laugh at the connection, if it wasn’t likely soon going to be used on you. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get in the way of the ray", directs the doctor as he starts setting up the odd device he just wheeled over, "The procedure is very simple, just a little experimental. All I need to do is zap your breasts and they'll be bigger before you know it. We just can’t always estimate how much larger, hence the experimental nature of this particular procedure", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>> you sit on listening, you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long you and Dr.Radcliff are exchanging thumbs up, indicating that your both ready to begin. With the flip of a large lever handle on the side of the large laser, the procedure begins. A pink ray shoots from the tip of the device, lingering just fleetingly visible. Its beam spread across your chest, bathing your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> in its strange pink light. Just as soon as it started, it ends, Dr.Radcliff turning the device off after its brief performance. Your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest tingles<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts tingle<</if>> for a moment before, a familiar spread of warmth beneath your chest an obvious indicator that something was about to happen. All of a sudden, your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest makes<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts make<</if>> a weird popping sound, a set of minor pinching sensations across your upper body accompanying the odd development. Looking down, before your eyes you can see the accumulation of mass on your chest. The growth sudden and excessive. Previously felt pinching sensations transition instead to a more stretching feel as your body adapts itself to the rapid expansion of breasts. Heat pools in your nipples, as if they were the driving force in these new changes, a burst of arousal accompanying it and maintaining your nipples in a rock-hard form. You moan lewdly as the expansive hillocks upon your chest rub together, hypersensitive in their newness. <<set $random = random(3,12)>><<set $breastSize += $random>>Eventually, the transformation slows, coming to what you assume is a stop. Assesing your chest from your position on the chair you estimate that your boobs are maybe a <<checkBreast>>. Certainly, a large increase considering the short time it occurred over. Your new <<checkBreast>> boobs jiggle as you wrestle to get yourself up, still not used to the new weight. <<set $random = random(1,10)>><<if $random == 1 || $breastSize >31>>The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand, moving it around so that you can get a good look at your breasts from multiple angles. POP! You hear from your breasts, that odd pinching feeling returning. A worried look crosses Dr.Radcliff's face as he rushes back towards the ray emitter. Looking down you can see that your breasts are once again expanding outward, growing rapidly in front of your eyes. Fear grips you, as you realise that maybe you should have paid more attention to the 'experimental' description of the procedure. Worst of all, you can do nothing but sit where you are and [[hope someone will solve this situation|Experimental Breast Enlargement Bad End]].<<else>>The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand, moving it around so that you can get a good look at your breasts from multiple angles. With a nod and a smile, he confirms that on your chest lie a pair of <<checkBreast>> sized breasts. Assured the experimental procedure is complete and that no complications have occurred you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.<</if>>

Dr.Radcliff rapidly smashes buttons on the device, a rainbow of different coloured rays spraying out towards your heaving breasts. The look on his face does not bode well for your outcome to this. Watching the horror of your escalating breast size, you momentarily wonder where all the mass actually is coming from, a temporary comical reprieve from the seriousness of what is happening. Despite the onslaught of brightly coloured beams of light, nothing seems to be working. In fact, if you had to guess you’d say that the process was only speeding up. Now the size of beach balls, your breasts have started to heavily obscure your vision, thick hard nipples like little antennas on top. Your expansive mounds stopping you from being able to fully see what the doctor is doing. Though if the string of profanities he’s muttering is anything to go by, it’s probably not good. The only bright side of the situation is that it feels amazing. Your ever more sensitive breasts rub against each other delightfully, orgasms being pulled from you one after another leaving a small lake of ejaculate just out of eyesight. What’s more, with every peak of pleasure you shake in place, causing your impressive breasts to jiggle and rub against each other, on exacerbating the situation. Before too long you can take no more, fading into darkness from your beach ball sized breast invoked orgasms. … "<<if $penis>>He's<<else>>She’s<</if>> coming around", sounds the familiar voice of Dr.Radcliff, the volume fading in and out due to your woozy status. Opening your eyes, you’re confused. Someone must be standing over you, your vision almost completely obscured by a wall of flesh. Whatever or whoever it is, they weigh a bunch you think as you try to swat at them, limply trying to move your arms. As you press against whatever it is you get a sudden jolt of pleasure, almost enough to shock you into another unwanted orgasm. That’s when realisation strikes, it’s not someone sitting on you, or a wall of flesh, it’s your humungous breasts that lie atop of you. "Don’t worry in there, everything is under control", intones the cheery voice of Dr.Radcliff, "Now, it probably is quite startling this new set of changes, but there really is nothing to worry about. So … the bad news is, we can’t figure how to return you to normal", seeing you tense a little in your prison of breast he soothes, "But there is some good new, amazing news even. I’ve been in contact with the boys in admin and they’ve got a wonderful solution to both out problems. We’ve lined someone up, to look after you. From what we’ve gathered, your breasts should shrink a little over time so eventually you’ll be back to almost normal. Until then you’ll be well taken care of by a famous modelling agency, how great is that, you probably couldn’t have asked for a better owner at the end of this". Before you can muffle a reply, you feel yourself being rolled out. The sound of wheels indicating you’re on some sort of trolley. "Goodbye", you hear faintly in the background as you’re whisked away. <hr> Six months later: The last six months have been a strange time in your life. Though you wonder if it would be any less strange if you’d ended up elsewhere. The modelling company who bought you take exceedingly good care of you, feeding you expensive food, slotting a screen atop of your cleavage when you’re not working so you remain entertained. They’ve even employed someone to massage your massive breasts for hours a day, bringing you to long strings of earth shaking orgasms. All in all, you’re pretty happy if a little immobile. Your work is a little humiliating, the modelling agency mostly renting you out to advertisers. Though on the bright side, "The Boobacious <<if $penis>>Boy<<else>>Girl<</if>>", has become a well-recognised figure in magazines and on television. A particularly successful campaign for a travel agency, where they painted your heaving breasts as globes, cementing your status as a pop culture icon. When you think about the situation, you find some relief that your face is still obscured by your massive mounds, at least you’ll have some anonymity when your breasts get back to normal. Talking about your mountainous tits, you have noticed that they do feel a little lighter at times, you can even occasionally make out slight shapes past them is you look closely. Maybe soon, within a year or two you’ll even be able to walk around on your own again. Until then you’ll just have to wait, enjoying your boob and orgasm filled life of luxury. Ending 1: Your Big Problems <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

"A simple, but effective procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Not something we have a lot of call for. But the subjects who do ask for it are normally quite happy. I’ve heard them comment previously that their sexual partners like the something extra to hold onto when they fuck them". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple, all I need to do is have you lie down so I can apply this cream to your thighs and they'll be bigger before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>wait on, already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Naked, you lie down on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places both hands simultaneously on one of your thighs. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently massages your thighs carefully applying the cream as equally as possible. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, and looking down you're sure you notice a more obvious than normal bulge in his pants. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of strawberries, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that your thighs have even changed, an odd stretching feeling emanating from them. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your thighs, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but, however, a pleasant diversion as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, looking down your body you can clearly see that your thighs are bigger. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand, angling it so you can see your thighs from multiple angles. You can plainly see that your thighs are now <<checkThigh>> in size, jiggling slightly as you adjust to get a good view of it. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A simple, but effective procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Not something we have a lot of call for. But big thighs aren’t something I care too much about so I’m more than happy to do whatever you want in that regard. Though, I’ve heard subjects comment previously that their sexual partners like the something extra to hold onto when they fuck them". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined" directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple, all I need to do is have you lie down so I can apply this cream to your thighs and they'll be smaller before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>wait on, already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Naked, you lie down on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places both hands simultaneously on one of your thighs. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently massages your thighs carefully applying the cream as equally as possible. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, and looking down you're sure you notice a more obvious than normal bulge in his pants. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of lemons, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that your thighs have even changed, an odd tensing feeling emanating from them. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your thighs, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but, however, a pleasant diversion as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, looking down your body you can clearly see that your thighs are smaller. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand, angling it so you can see your thighs from multiple angles. You can plainly see that your thighs are now <<checkThigh>> in size, jiggling much less as you adjust to get a good view of it. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

Finally arriving at your destination, you find yourself in the recreational plaza, outside a gaudy facade of lights and naked photos of well-endowed women. A neon sign blindingly flashes, "Club B", to any who walk past. Not a subtle business front in the least, you mull over as you wander inside. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/ClubB.png]]</div> The inside is of course, just as over the top as the outside. Stripper polls, and dancing cages are scattered across the walls. Loud dance music plays out loud from a large set of speakers, a platinum blonde woman with large headphones on controlling it from a raised DJ podium. The staff almost exclusively large breasted, scantily clad women their faces painted excessively with makeup. You approach the bar to ask where <<if visited() <=1>>you're supposed to go, confused how this is where you're supposed to be trained<<else>> Britney is, wanting to get your training session started<</if>>. The bimbo-ish bartender, giggling at your request instead, brings you a pink and extremely complex looking drink, the stench of alcohol hitting you before she even places it in front of you. Taking the drink in hand, you wait at the bar, looking around at the dancing revellers. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BritneyLarge.png]]</div> You don't have to wait too long before a big boobed woman in a lab coat arrives, conspicuous by her odd clothing, her bright red hair tied off in a long ponytail which brushes her plump ass.<<if visited() >=1>> You know her as Britney, the bimbo scientist.<</if>> "Come with me. I can't wait to play with you", she practically purrs as she takes your one empty hand and starts to drag you towards a corridor off of the room. "Like, this is going to be super fun", she giggles as she pulls you towards a somewhat out of place white reinforced door. A large flashing plaque above it reads, "The Happy Room". Scanning a key card she pulls from her pocket across a card reader, the door slide open with a loud !Ping!, the flashing sign going grey at the same time. <<if $bimboSkill == 0>>Nervously<<else>>Giddily, practically skipping in your happiness<</if>>, you pass through the side door and [[into the unknown|Bimbo Training Lesson]].

<<if $diaperSkillMax == 0>><<include [[Diaper Training Trained]]>><<elseif $diaperSkillMax == 1>><<include [[Diaper Training Expert]]>><<elseif $diaperSkillMax == 2>><<include [[Diaper Training Master]]>><<else>><<include [[Diaper Training Extra 1]]>><</if>> With your training complete you take a minute to compose yourself and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.<<if $diaperSkill > 3>><<set $diaperSkill = 3>><</if>>

<<addclass "body" "bimboBackground">><<if $bimboSkill == 0>><<include [[Bimbo Training Trained]]>><<elseif $bimboSkill == 1>><<include [[Bimbo Training Expert]]>><<elseif $bimboSkill == 2>><<include [[Bimbo Training Master]]>><<else>><<include [[Bimbo Training Extra 1]]>><</if>> With your training complete you take a minute to compose yourself and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<set $random = random(1,5)>><<if $random ==1>><<include [[Bimbo Interrupt Start Clubbing]]>><<elseif $random ==2>><<include [[Bimbo Interrupt Start Mannequin]]>><<elseif $random ==3>><<include [[Bimbo Interrupt Start Makeover]]>><<elseif $random ==4>><<include [[Bimbo Interrupt Start Candy]]>><<elseif $random ==5>><<include [[Bimbo Interrupt Start Movie]]>><</if>>

Shaking your head you decline. Knowing vaguely that you probably have somewhere else to be. <<if $bimboSkill == 0>>Sadly, as you walk away you just can't figure out where that place you're supposed to be is. You sit down on a bench for a little while, trying to remember, but everything is just so hazy. Concentrating really hard you attempt to push through the block of confusion, it just doesn’t seem to work, as such you decide instead just to relax for a little while.<<else>>Sadly, as you walk away you just can't figure out where that place you're supposed to be is. You sit down on a bench for a little while, trying to remember, but everything is just so hazy. For a moment you're even sure you hear a voice whisper "Thinking is boring, we should have lots of fun instead. Maybe we could look for pretty things, or maybe even something sexier to have fun with. Maybe even, someone to play with to make us feel super good". Deciding that, whatever that voice is, that it's not something you want to listen to at the moment, you dedicate some time to calming your mind.<</if>> For your time relaxing you feel a little better, your mind no longer feeling as clouded as before, though you're still none the wiser about what you had planned previously. Not that it probably matters at this point with how late you'd be. Hopeing that you haven't made anyone angry with your absence, you get up and try to decide what to do next. Finally, unsure where you're supposed go, or what you're supposed to be doing, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

You jump up and down on the spot in glee, nodding and giggling. You almost think you hear a faint whisper of praise at the edge of your hearing, but quickly become disinterested in the thought of searching for it, your mind prioritising the pretty dress above almost all else. The shopkeeper happy that you're so excited ushers you into his store, laughing at how eager you are to play the part of a mannequin. Going into the window display, he removes the dress from your competition, the existing mannequin. Walking back, you see he’s bringing them both out of the display, one under each arm. Placing the display model to one side, he makes his way over to you, holding your sparkling dream dress before him. So entranced are you by its splendour that you reach out in awe, stroking the garment as if it were a cute pet. Laughing, the shopkeeper places it on the counter, offering to you one of the changing rooms to get into it. Wasting no time, knowing that you’re doomed to have only a small time with your beloved, you decide that getting dressed where you are is the best choice. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>With much haste, you strip out of your $currentClothing, much to the shopkeepers delighted surprise. The need to wear the dress driving any thought of modesty out of your mind.<<else>>Already naked, you have no need to get undressed. The shopkeeper smiles on joking that he’s glad you’re going to get to try on some clothes as it looks like you need some.<</if>> Grabbing the dress you start to put it on, right before the counter, taking meticulous care not to do it any harm. <<if $breastSize ==0>>Noticing how empty the breast covering sections of the dress are, you grab some nearby tissue paper, stuffing them down the front to help keep the dress up. The action also making it look like you have a large pair of breasts<<else>>Looking down at your chest you notice how awesome your <<checkBreast>> boobs look. The dress separating, lifting and seemingly padding them out if their appearance is anything to go by.<</if>> Looking in a nearby mirror you see yourself and only with great effort do you manage to not cry in your joy, only resisting because you don’t want to spoil the pretty outfit. Seeing your reflection, you really do look like what the dress describes a Bimbo Princess. Charging at the shopkeeper you give him a hearty leaping hug, glomping him in your affection for him allowing you to have this time with your true love. As you pour your gratitude upon him, he begins to describe what you need to do. "All you need to do is stand in that window display, and let people see you wearing the dress. Feel free to move about a bit, strike poses, whatever feels right. Just don’t damage the dress or do anything to upset the customers and you’ll be fine", he directs as he peels you off of him, helping you into the window display. Dedicating yourself into showing the world how wondrous your beautiful dress is, you quickly start to strike seductive poses. Trying your best to tantalise anyone walking past the store to look your way. Happily, you’re actually quite successful, having a live model in the window rapidly bringing a small crowd of spectators. Now you’ve got an audience you’re even happier, strutting your stuff for them to let them see the dress from all angles. One of them starts to take photos on their phone and you try and remember their face, hoping that later you can track them down and get yourself a copy as memento of this lovely experience. Then you realise just how aroused you are. Maybe you should just sort that out, you think to yourself. You and your wondrous dress deserve to have a moment of happiness together, don’t you? Do you: <<if $diaperLocked>>You're unable to masturbate due to your circumstances.<<else>>[[Masturbate whilst on display|Bimbo Masturbate Mannequin][$ggp +=400; $timesMasturbated +=1]]<</if>> [[Don't masturbate whilst on display|Bimbo Don't Masturbate Mannequin][$ggp +=300]]

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>"Like, count me in", you giggle to your new friend, looking forward to the fun you’re about to have. Walking back to the group, they cheer victoriously as you join them. Pulling you along with them, they take you to a wide selection of fancy bars, putting all the drink orders on the credit card of the lead bimbo's soon to be husband. Tasty and extremely strong fancy pink drinks never leave your hands for long during your bar crawl, constantly being refilled before you ever finish one. You spend a little time getting to know the other girls, though the conversation is mostly about how much they love sex, fun, and of course the colour pink. The ‘bride in training’ is extremely happy to have another member in their outing, explaining to you in detail how excited she is to marry her perfect hubby. She, in detail, informs you of her extensive lewd plans for her wedding night, pointing out that she needs to reward her manly fiancé for taking such good care of her. It’s all rather sweet and light hearted, the play between the girls only getting more sexual the more they drink. Finally reaching the end destination of their bar crawl, you find yourselves at ‘Club B’, one of the best clubs in the facility. There are no lines and no waiting, as you’re whisked inside past the bouncers with the rest of the bridesmaids. Immediately, the girls take to the dance floor, rubbing up against each other seductively, always keeping the bride at the center of attention. You join in with the girls, rubbing up against each other playfully, the upbeat dance music and previous drinking session helping you to let yourself go in the moment. Everything becomes a bit of a blur as you lose track of time. A hand on your shoulder breaks you from your reverie, as a large dark-skinned man stands in front of you. "Hey babe, you're fine. You look thirsty, want to come over and join me and my friends. We’ll give you something to suck on that’ll make you feel much better", the muscular figure slurs, obviously a little drunk. Cupping his crotch and shaking it at you, you are pretty sure what he has planned. Cutting you off before you have a chance to speak, a smaller hand grabs your own, tugging you in the other direction. Vaguely over the music you hear, "Like, come on cutie, we’ve got to give the bride her special gift. It’s going to be totally awesome, you’ve love it". Do you:<<if $sexualPreference != 1>> [[Go give the group of men blow jobs|Bimbo Blow Bang Clubbing][$ggp += 400; $timesGroupSex +=1; $timesSuckedDick +=5]]<</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 2>> [[Go have sex with the group of girls|Bimbo Group Sex Clubbing][$ggp += 400; $timesGroupSex +=1; $timesPussyLicked +=5]]<</if>> [[Turn down both offers, just keep dancing|Bimbo Keep Dancing Clubbing]]

<<orgasm>>With a giggle, you decide that this is likely the one and only chance for you to consummate your love. Having an audience and documentation only makes it more special. <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Catching the onlookers by surprise, you let stick your thumbs into the waistband of your $currentUnderwear, scooting it down your legs until it rests, tangled around your ankles.<</if>> Angling yourself slightly backwards so as to avoid staining your wonderful dress, you dive one hand under the poofy thin material that some would describe as a skirt. The other hand you use to hold up the hem, making sure to keep it away from any of your sexual fluids. Of course, this also gives the crowd a clear look at your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and vagina<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>vagina<</if>>, something that goes down very well as they hoot and clap. Smiling goofily at the good reception your actions are getting, you begin to run your hand <<if $penis>>up and down your cock<<else>>across your pussy lips<</if>>. The feeling is amazing, only driven to new heights by the presence of your glittering lover. You minister to yourself, moaning lewdly, lost in the moment. Before too long you’re at your limit, the waves of orgasm crashing around you. Your <<if $penis>>dick, thankfully guided away from the dress, spews a thick load of cum across the window in front of you<<else>>cunt sprays a thick load of fem cum across the window in front of you, as you squirt uncontrollably, thankfully missing the dress<</if>>. The amazing sensations that roll through you as you cum making you spasm on the spot. You breathe heavily as you recover, the audience before you cheering heartily in recognition of the love between you and your perfect dress. Sadly, all good things come to an end. Tapping you on the shoulder, the storekeeper ushers you out of the windowfront. You take one last bow to your adoring public, slightly harder to see now the window is streaked with your fluids. In return, you receive a thundering round of applause, with calls for an encore, before you follow the man back into the store, a slightly annoyed look on his face. This time you decide to use the dressing room to get undressed, wanting one last private moment with your soon to be lost wondrous dress. Slowly and reverently removing the garment, you hang it on the cubicle door, giving it a tearful goodbye hug, before returning it to the store owner. Seeing you looking down he puts a hand on your shoulder reassuringly, "Don’t be sad, I know you’ve grown very attached to the dress, but it’s going to a new home soon. It was bought by a wealthy man who owns a large farming complex for one of his slave-girls. It’ll surely be loved and appreciated". Hearing that the dress is going to be well cared for, you brighten up a little, still sad that you’ll probably not see it again. The owner continues smiling, "At first I was a little annoyed, but after seeing how much advertisement you brought in I calmed down. You did a really good job out there today. Certainly got me a lot of attention. I’ve already sent the form off and got approval, I managed to get you 400 G.G.P for what you did for me today. I can see a bright future ahead for someone as … enthusiastic as you are". Not wanting to linger, you smile and nod, slowly walking out of the store. Looking over your shoulder as you leave, you spot the store owner putting the dress back on the mannequin in the window. Taking one last loving look at it, you pry your eyes away. Deep down you know this is for the best, you made beautiful love together but it wasn’t made to last, that dress was already committed to someone else. Unsure where you're supposed go, or what you're supposed to be doing, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

With a resigned sigh, you decide that you probably shouldn’t taint the pure love between you and the dress with some sort of quick dalliance. Also, you’re slightly worried that your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> might stain the beautiful dress and you don’t want that to be responsible for that. Instead you continue to strike poses, making the most of your brief time together with your sparkling paramour. The throng of onlookers only increases over time, seemingly as drawn to the dress as you are. Or maybe they just enjoy seeing the look of ultimate contentment on your face as you carefully stroke the beautiful dress in front of them, treating it with more care than most people do their children. The heat between your legs doesn’t dissipate, but how could it when you’re wearing your perfect dress, you know that later you’ll look back on this moment and pleasure yourself to the amazing memories you’ve made today. Sadly, all good things come to an end. Tapping you on the shoulder, the storekeeper ushers you out of the windowfront. You take one last bow to your adoring public, receiving a thundering round of applause, before you follow the man back into the store. This time you decide to use the dressing room to get undressed, wanting one last private moment with your soon to be lost wondrous dress. Slowly and reverently removing the garment, you hang it on the cubicle door, giving it a tearful goodbye hug, before returning it to the store owner. Seeing you looking down he puts a hand on your shoulder reassuringly, "Don’t be sad, I know you’ve grown very attached to the dress, but it’s going to a new home soon. It was bought by a wealthy man who owns a large farming complex for one of his slave-girls. It’ll surely be loved and appreciated". Hearing that the dress is going to be well cared for, you brighten up a little, still sad that you’ll probably not see it again. The owner continues smiling, "You did a really good job out there today. Drummed up a lot of attention for me. Couldn’t pay for better advertisement. I’ve already sent the form off and got approval, I managed to get you 300 G.G.P for what you did for me today. I can see a bright future of modelling away for someone as enthusiastic as you are". Not wanting to linger, you smile and nod, slowly walking out of the store. Looking over your shoulder as you leave, you spot the store owner putting the dress back on the mannequin in the window. Taking one last loving look at it, you pry your eyes away. Deep down you know this is for the best, there will be other dresses, maybe even as pretty as that one. Unsure where you're supposed go, or what you're supposed to be doing, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Letting yourself be dragged along by the eager bridesmaid, you spot the drunk as you weave through the crowd. Visibly annoyed, you see him storming off, mumbling about fucking teases as he goes. Turning back to your new pink clothed friend, you see she has seen this too. Giggling in response, she makes a hand signal as if drinking a bottle, taking the edge off of the moment and getting you right back into the fun mood you had before. Passing into a side room, you are reunited with the rest of the group, currently all nude, except for the bride to be who still wears her thin pulled back veil. The one of the naked bridesmaids rushes over to you, dragging you over towards a large mound of cushions in the center of the room. Looking around, you see that whilst nicely decorated, the room seems devoid of much else. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>As you walk, your attending bridesmaid begins helping you out of your $currentClothing, leaving it on the floor behind you. <</if>><<if ($currentUnderwear != "Naked")>> Seeing that you’re still wearing your $currentUnderwear, the nude girl escorting you stops for a moment, before grabbing hold and then pulling off your $currentUnderwear, leaving them in a pile at your feet.<</if>> The naked woman standing next to the bride clears her throat to get everyone’s attention before saying, "Like, we’re all here because our most awesome friend is finally getting married. We know that she’s going to have an amazing hotty pounding away at her hole 24-7, but we still wanted to do something special. So, like as a gift to our soon to be bride, we’re going give her so many orgasms she sees stars". Everyone cheers, before quickly descending on the bimbo bride, driving her down onto the pile of pillows. Following up with them, you find yourself sucking on one of her breasts, flicking your tongue across her nipple as you fondle the large boob. Beside you, one of the other girls seems to have the same idea, latched onto the bride’s nipple and sucking lewdly. Another of the bridesmaids is currently kissing your target, the sounds of their sloppy make-out session fill the air. Finally, the last of the group is situated between the bride’s legs. From the muffled moaning, and wild bucking, you assume that the girl attending to her pussy is doing a good job. Noticing that the muffled moans have transformed into full on pleas to cum, you look up. The other girls, except for the one between her legs have all stopped, watching on as their friend closes in on orgasm. You join in with them, slowly you start chanting between you, calling for her to cum. It doesn’t take long for her to fulfil your request, her ear-splitting howl of pleasure and full body spasming making it easy to spot. Swapping around, you now find yourself making out with the bride instead, whilst the rest of the girls take up the other positions. Over the next couple of hours, you end up each bringing the bride to orgasm at least a few times, even sneaking a few orgasms for yourselves during the orgy. Even after you’ve stopped, the taste of pussy still lingers in your mouth from the great amount of oral sex you performed. Lying in a pile together, intertwine nude and exhausted, you relax in the warm afterglow of your session. Eventually, you make your goodbyes, getting yourself ready to leave. You can’t stay here all day, as much as you’d like to. As you leave, a nearby wall terminal chimes, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 400 G.G.P, for looking after facility guests". Looking back, you catch a last look at your bimbo possy, all giving you thumbs up with big tired grins. They’re all still sprawled together. Nude, in a heap, on the cushions. You’ll remember your awesome friends and this moment forever, you think to yourself as you leave. Finally, wandering out of the club, exhausted but happy, you take stock of the situation. Whatever you originally had planned you’ve now certainly missed. But, meeting the bimbo bride squad was a lot of fun and you got a nice workout dancing. Plus, some awesome sex with a bunch of attractive bimbos. So, overall, you’re rather content with your choices. Unsure where you're supposed go, or what you're supposed to be doing, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

In the end, you decide that you don’t want to do either. You’re here to have fun, to dance and drink, not to suck off some random guys cock, or have sex with a bunch of giggling bimbos. Turning to the big guy in front of you, you respond, "Like, I’m here to dance and party, not to swallow some rando’s dick. Like, count me out". Visibly annoyed, the drunk club patron storms off, mumbling about fucking teases as he goes. Turning back to your new friend one of the pink clad bimbo bridesmaids you answer in a nicer tone. "I’m totally sorry, but I’m just not feeling it. Like, I hope you all have a lot of fun with your fuck session, but I’m going to stick around here". Looking a little sad, the giggling girl quickly perks back up "Like, no worries. It was totally a blast to have you partying with us today. I hope I get to see you again some time, you were like totally adorbs". Giving you a friendly kiss on the cheek, she darts off into the crowd looking for the rest of her group. You end up sticking around for a while longer, dancing and chatting to various people. The bar tender, a pretty blond girl keeps giving you free drinks and flirting with you playfully. Alongside that the club is just so much fun. The cute lights have you mesmerised for minutes on end, their swirling colours striking you as wonderfully beautiful. Everything ends up becoming hazy again, though you remember snippets of your club time. Dancing in a wall-mounted dance cage was exhilarating, everybody watching your awesome dance moves. You also remember getting up on the bar and letting a bunch of other clubbers do body shots off of you. The bride group eventually emerged from a back room, serene smiles across their faces, you can’t recall if you ever saw the drunk guy again, though you don’t really regret not blowing that jerk. Finally, wandering out of the club, exhausted but happy, you take stock of the situation. Whatever you originally had planned you’ve now certainly missed. But, meeting the bimbo bride squad was a lot of fun and you got a nice workout dancing. So, overall, you’re pretty pleased with your choices. Unsure where you're supposed go, or what you're supposed to be doing, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Nodding at the drunk guy, an excited smile filling your face, you agree to come with him. Before you leave with him, you turn to your friend the bimbo bridesmaid. You know she wanted you too, but the prospect of getting a bunch of cocks to suck is just too alluring. "I’m really sorry, but these guys have lots of yummy dick to suck. I hope you guys have a ton of fun. Sorry again, for being a total party pooper", you tell her, slightly sad to be ditching your friend. "Don’t worry cutie, I understand. You go after those cocks, find the perfect one and marry it. We’ll miss you, but when the heart wants a good rodding, there’s nothing you can do", she responds, still giggling and upbeat despite the setback. Waving goodbye to her, you let yourself be led back to a booth a little way away from the club’s main bar. Sitting around the table are four other guys, all completely wasted from a heavy drinking session. The black guy who found you walks over to the others, slapping them on the backs in greeting. Looking up through bleary eyes, the men start to notice your presence, looking you over greedily. "This, my friends, is a hot piece of ass I found out on the dance floor. Our new little fuck-toy is mighty thirsty, and the only thing that can cure it is a healthy dose of cum. So, who wants to get their cock sucked?", he announces, presenting you triumphantly. "You sure mate?", asks one of the soberer looking ones, eyeing you up more suspiciously than anything. "Of course. Our babe here is going to suck us all. Right?", he announces, not so subtly pushing you to your knees. The more sober looking one shrugs, seemingly happy with your response, even if you were guided into it. Working quickly, your finder pulls his cock out of his pants, pressing it up against your face. It’s big, not huge but a good 8 inches with some girth to it. It smells a little bad, like he hasn’t cleaned it well lately, but it doesn’t look bad. Clumsily, he works it into your mouth missing a couple of times before finally hitting his mark, too drunk to manage much. You get to work, licking and sucking. Diligently bobbing your head back and forth. He tastes alright, nice and musky like you’d expect in a cock. He takes a moment to properly harden, but your natural talents make easy work of him. Now fully erect, he’s a little harder to deal with, not sober enough to react like you’d expect. Every now and then he’ll lunge his cock forward un-expectantly cause you to gag and splutter, spit leaking out around his rod. Eventually, his dick starts to pulse, depositing a healthy dose of fresh cum into your mouth. You swish it around savouring the distinct masculine taste before swallowing it down, your stomach feeling nice and warm. You follow a similar process for the rest of the group, having a little difficulty with them as they are so drunk, but overall it’s pretty fun and you do get a lot of cum to drink from between them, so you can’t complain too much. After a while, you’ve worked through them all, a portion of cum from each of them sitting in your stomach, your face covered in dry spit and cum. Standing up, you go to leave, the men ignoring you now that they’ve finished with you. As you leave, a nearby wall terminal chimes, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 400 G.G.P, for looking after facility guests". Looking back, you see that the group of guys are tapping on a nearby tablet themselves. Laughing and high-fiving together, they seem to have been happy with your work. That was actually pretty fun, you think to yourself as you leave. Finally, wandering out of the club, exhausted but happy, you take stock of the situation. Whatever you originally had planned you’ve now certainly missed. But, meeting the bimbo bride squad was a lot of fun and you got a nice workout dancing. Plus, you sucked down a bunch of yummy cum. So, overall, you’re rather content with your choices. Unsure where you're supposed go, or what you're supposed to be doing, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

You select the options menu on the main menu of your tablet. The screen changes to a list of available extra options that Alice can undertake for you. Select Option: <<if $nameLock>>Cannot change name due to standing ban on this functionality: If you wish to undo this complication then please contact a relevant individual and pay the naming rights fee<<elseif $ggp <100>>Change name - 100 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Change name|Change Name][$ggp -= 100]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $nameLock>><<if $ggp < 250>>Request random name - <s>25</s> 250 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Request random name|Random Name][$ggp -= 250]] - <s>25</s> 250 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp < 25>>Request random name - 25 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Request random name|Random Name][$ggp -= 25]] - 25 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> [[Alter fetishes|Alter Fetishes]] [[Other Options|Other Options]] [[Cheat Menu]]<<if $inventory.indexOf("Giant teddy bear") != -1 || $inventory.indexOf("Neon unicorn painting") != -1 || $inventory.indexOf("Robotic changing table") != -1 || $inventory.indexOf("Ultimate mattress") != -1 || $inventory.indexOf("Snuggly Warn Teddy Bear") != -1 || $inventory.indexOf("Wicker picnic basket") != -1 || $inventory.indexOf("Bouquet of roses") != -1 || ($inventory.indexOf("Model jet kit") != -1 && $midShelf.indexOf("Model jet kit") == -1)>> [[Furniture Fix]]<</if>> [[Back to tablet main screen|Use Tablet]]

"Thank you for depositing the 100 G.G.P handling fee", chimes the familiar monotone voice of Alice. Before you, the screen changes, offering two open text fields and the message, "Please enter new names". First Name : <<textbox "$firstName" $firstName>> Second Name : <<textbox "$secondName" $secondName>> <<button [[Submit Details|Options]]>><</button>>

Before you, the screen changes, offering you a selection of check boxes allowing you to confirm activities you'd like to expereience. Optional Activities - allows player to gate content - check all content you want to see: <table> <tr> Pregnancy <<if $pregnancyPlay>><<checkbox "$pregnancyPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$pregnancyPlay" false true>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Lactation/HuCows <<if $lactationPlay>><<checkbox "$lactationPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$lactationPlay" false true>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Hermaphrodites <<if $hermPlay>><<checkbox "$hermPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$hermPlay" false true>><</if>> (allows player to encounter hermaphrodites) </tr> <tr> Cum play <<if $cumPlay>><<checkbox "$cumPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$cumPlay" false true>><</if>> (drinking large amount of cum, getting covered in it, etc.) </tr> <tr> Watersports <<if $waterSportsPlay>><<checkbox "$waterSportsPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$waterSportsPlay" false true>><</if>> </tr> <tr> ABDl/Diapers <<if $abdlPlay>><<checkbox "$abdlPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$abdlPlay" false true>><</if>> Diaper wetting? <<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<checkbox "$diaperWettingPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$diaperWettingPlay" false true>><</if>> Diaper messing? <<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<checkbox "$diaperMessingPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$diaperMessingPlay" false true>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Bimbo-Hypnosis <<if $bimboPlay>><<checkbox "$bimboPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$bimboPlay" false true>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Non-Consent <<if $nonConPlay>><<checkbox "$nonConPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$nonConPlay" false true>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Pet-Play <<if $petPlay>><<checkbox "$petPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$petPlay" false true>><</if>> (people roleplaying as animals, not to be mistaken with furries) </tr> <tr> Non-Human play <<if $nonHumanPlay>><<checkbox "$nonHumanPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$nonHumanPlay" false true>><</if>> (sex with furries and monsters) </tr> </table> <<button [[Submit Details|Options]]>><</button>>

<<orgasm>>You feel extremely horny, though ever since you received the treatment this has rapidly become the new normal for you. Deciding that you can spare some time to fulfil your needs, you clamber onto your large <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> bed. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Rapidly shedding your clothes as you go, leaving them in an untidy heap on the floor.<<else>>Already naked, thankfully you need spend no time getting undressed, eager to start your self-pleasuring session.<</if>> You settle on the bed, moving around a little until you can get yourself comfortable. The soft, thick duvet lovingly hugs your back, as your form slightly indents it. Moving your pillows to prop yourself up into a half sitting, half lying position you feel ready to start pleasuring yourself. You waste no time, one hand quickly making contact with your <<checkPenis>> cock, the other <<if $balls>>palming your <<checkBalls>> balls<<else>>stroking your sensitive thighs<</if>>. The contact sends a brief jolt of pleasure through your body, and you kick your leg out automatically, moaning quietly in the process. Your cock immediately springs to attention, eager to be played with, a bead of pre-cum at the head. <<if $balls>>Meanwhile you gently massage your balls, feeling them gently churn, bursting with cum. Your ministrations stilling their needy ache, for now.<</if>> Running your hand across your sensitive cock head, smearing the pre-cum to lubricate your upcoming wanking session, you notice just how amazing playing with the end of your dick is. Now wet with pre, you start to run your hand up and down your firm rod, juggling your throbbing orbs at the same time. The feeling is both wonderful and relaxing, alone you have no one to please or worry about, just you and your own pleasure. Thinking about all the sexy things you’ve seen since you’ve arrived at the facility, it doesn’t take you long before <<if $balls>>your balls are straining, ready to blow<<else>>cock is straining, ready to shoot off<</if>>. Seeing no reason to prolong the experience, ready to climax, you begin wanking at a frantic pace, pumping your cock mercilessly. With one hard last slam, your <<checkPenis>> cock pulses. You feel ecstatic as you cum, the tension in your <<if $balls>>balls<<else>>rod<</if>> finally abated, strings of milky cum bursting from the end of your dick, pooling on your stomach and coating your hand. You moan loud enough that it's likely heard across the dormitory before finally collapsing on the bed exhausted, maybe a little sated of your horny need. After a few minutes recovery, you wipe your hand and stomach off with a tissue you retrieve from your bedside table, and pull yourself out of bed ready to <a data-passage="Room Hub">get back to doing something more productive</a>.

You try to contact Tilly through your room terminal. After a brief ringing tone from your tablet the screen flickers slightly before revealing the smiling face of Tilly. <<if $tillyPregnantKnown>>She’s also very visibly pregnant, her belly swelling outward.<</if>> <<if $tillyPregnantKnown>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/TillyPregnantSmall.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/TillySmall.png]]</div><</if>> "Hey <<if $tillyDating>>sweetheart, you look so cute, I can't get you out of my thoughts. Work is so much more boring than spending time with you.<<else>>cutie, you look nice today. Though, maybe you could wear some more pink, or glitter maybe.<</if>> So, you calling to gossip a bit? Or, do you want to hang out? I know a couple of really awesome clubs in the facility that I bet you'd love", she giggles. Do you:<<if $sexualPreference != 2>> [[Ask Tilly out on a date|Date Accepted Tilly]]<</if>> [[Hang out with Tilly|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Hang Out With Tilly']] [[Return to contacts page|Contacts]]

You ask Tilly if she might want to go on a date with you. Giggling heavily, she immediately responds. "<<if $tillyDating>>Well Duh. Like, of course I want to go out with you. Like I have some awesome ideas for plans that I bet you’ll love. This is going to be super fun. I have to like get ready and get someone to cover for me, but that’s like mega easy.<<else>>Yay! Like of course $firstName. This sounds super fun. We can go dancing, or maybe we could go … oh or maybe. But first I have to find something incredible to wear to make you happy, and also maybe someone to cover for me.<</if>> Like, I’ll meet you in a few over at the recreational plaza. This is going to be amazing", she finishes. A large excited smile plastered across her face betrays how happy she is that you want to go out with her. Your date planned, you [[head out to your date with Tilly|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Date Tilly']].

As you enter the lift, on your way back to your dorm, you notice that your lift already contains an occupant. A pretty red headed woman wearing a green shoulder less dress, with a mid-thigh length skirt section, puffed out with a petti skirt. Copious freckles cover her face and shoulders, though not too densely, helping to enhance her beauty instead of detracting from it. You politely nod your head at her and press your destination selection into the key pad, letting the lift resume its travels. As you watch the floor tracker change you spot movement out of the corner of your eye. The girl seems to be jumping from one foot to the next squirming slightly. Not paying it much more thought, you go back to watching the floor indicator. "No, not here, please not here", you hear her squeak in dismay. A faint odd smell, drifts into your nose. Looking around you can't spot where it's coming from or even what it is really, but you're sure you smell something. The woman seems to be talking quietly to herself in a nervous manner, no longer squirming, instead her legs now pressed firmly together. That's when you spot a small yellow pool around her feet, a dark wet patch now clearly visible at the crotch of her dress. Remnants of her piss cling to her leg, the last dregs still slowly running down into the puddle on the floor. She starts to cry, tears flowing down her crimson red face as the door opens to her selected destination. "Why did I let them install a remote bladder controller!", she cries as she quickly flees from the lift, obviously greatly humiliated by her accident. That was weird you think as the lift doors close, allowing the lift to continue taking you back to your dorm. <<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

As you enter the lift, on your way to your destination, you notice that your lift is already occupied. A tall swarthy man wearing an expensive looking suit. Seeing nothing of issue, you enter your destination into the control panel, taking a step back to lean against the wall. Looking back at the man, you do a double take, as you spot a girl, wearing nothing but a thick black collar, her arms wrapped low around one of the man’s legs. The man rests a hand on the collared girls head, stroking her short brown hair affectionately. As you watch she leans into the strokes, obviously enjoying the attention. Looking up at him with a mewling whimper, she begins an exaggerated pout. "We’ll be at the bar in a moment sweetheart. You can wait until then", he lectures, looking down at her sweetly, giving her another pat on the head. This doesn’t seem to be the answer she was looking for, as she starts to groan and whimper louder, nuzzling her head against the man’s crotch. "If you can’t wait I suppose I can spoil you this once, but make sure to finish before we arrive or I’ll have to give you a punishment spanking", he responds, ending the statement with an equally exaggerated sigh. The naked girl's face lights up at his offer, hands springing to zip down the fly of her master’s trousers. Fishing out his girthy cock from its confines, her lips deftly swallowing the length, taking the dick fully into her throat in one gulp. Both parties immediately groan, though of course her moan is somewhat muffled, as she expertly deepthroats the expansive cock. Sadly, your destination arrives before you can see the conclusion of the predicament, though from the contented face of the suited man, you’d guess she was likely to get away without a spanking. That brief diversion over you continue on towards your destination. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

As you enter the lift on your way to your destination, you notice nothing out of the ordinary. The lift is empty as you take your quiet ride up to your destination. Settling into a comfortable lean, it isn't until about half way through the trip that the door opens. On the other side of the door is something that takes a moment for your mind to comprehend, startled by what looks to be some sort of ghost or monster. The figure is just over 5-foot-tall, seemingly feminine in shape, and seems to be covered from head to toe with a somewhat familiar smelling white viscous fluid, leaving a dripping trail of it as the thing moves. "Hey, sorry about this", conversationally says the white glob, "I just got cornered by a bunch of guys wanting to give me a 'blow-bang cum-bath' and well, they did, as you can see". With that explanation, everything now makes sense and you start to talk to the girl, commenting on how bad you feel for her having to deal with cleaning up her current mess. "Don't worry too much", she replies with a wink. "Messing up my clothes is a little annoying, but I can't complain too much when it all tastes so good!", finishing her last point as she brings an already cum covered finger up to her mouth, which she suckles softly as she moans. You talk a little further with your new cum covered friend but soon must leave, having already made plans for how you were going to spend this time. With a wave goodbye you head on towards your intended destination. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesSuckedDick +=1>>After a few minutes waiting in the staff area, you see one of the room displays light up with a client. Apparently, "<<print either("James","Sam","John","Paul","George");>> <<print either("Smith","Jones","Paulson","Wilson","Johnson");>>", wants a blow-job, just a standard client with no special note on the display. Closing the door behind you, you kneel down on the floor, facing the hole in the wall, still closed and wait to suck your clients cock. After a momentary wait, the little slit opens and through it a smaller than average sized, rock hard cock is pressed through. Bending forward you go to start working on your client. You move your mouth to the tip of the cock, planning on giving it a brief kiss before licking and sucking the shaft, to pleasantly extend your clients experience, a happy client means better tips after all. Before you even make contact with the cock, the offensive smell of it strikes you. Sweat and sex, maybe stale piss. Taking a closer look at the clients rod you notice that it obviously isn’t clean, small patches of semi-dried cum speckled across the head. Feeling nauseous but seeing no way out of the situation, you stick your tongue out gingerly. "Client has made mid-service selection, deploying head restraint", chimes the monotone voice of Alice, a firm pressure suddenly applying itself to the back of your head, forcing you rapidly forward, sending your client's filthy dick deep into your mouth. You retch, the taste even fouler than the smell, you concentrate on not throwing up, worried what would happen if you did. Immediately, your client slams his small cock in as deep as possible, only just ramming the back of your throat. The small mercy of this is that at least your tongue is no longer in contact with the dirty head of the cock, though your thankfulness for this is soon overwritten by the pain and gagging caused by the rough slamming of cock into your throat. "Dirty slut", you hear over and over again, accompanied by a string of ever more degrading insults as your client jackhammers into your face hole, using you as little more than a masturbatory toy. Before long, he finally cums, spilling his vile seed down your throat, leaving you coughing and spluttering in response. "Client has selected they are dissatisfied with the quality of service", states Alice as your head is released from the restraining strap. You gulp worried what will happen next. <<if $submission >=10 || $oralSexSkill >0>>"Client is fraudulently impugning the quality of a government accredited repurposed trainee. This is a class 2 criminal violation and will be dealt with swiftly and severely", The AI adds, the client hole closing. As you pull yourself together you’re sure you can faintly hear screaming from the other side of the reinforced wall. <<else>><<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked +=1>>"Client has selected complimentary anal sex as a valid reimbursement of service", the AI adds as restraining straps snake from the walls. This is really bad, now you have to take an ass fucking from the foul man. Quickly bound and flipped into doggy position, your ass sticking in the air facing the hole. The floor rumbles up, setting your rear hole pressed firmly against the hole. With no pause, as soon as you’re in position, your client slams his cock into your ass. With no lubricant, other than your spit provided from the previous throat fucking, the penetration hurts, making your tight hole burn. This time he lasts longer, taking more time to build up to cumming. All you can do is wait, trying to take your mind off of the sting in your back door, caused by the small dicked assholes cock. How does he even manage to keep up the pace, you wonder as he mercilessly now uses your ass hole as little more than a sex toy. He gloats the entire time, laughing about how cheap a fuck you are and how even the computer doesn’t think your cock sucking was worth the price. All you can do is seethe with rage until eventually a warm wetness emerges in your bowels, finally signalling that your punishment is complete. "See you later, fuck hole", laughs the client as the dividing hole closes. The restraints finally releasing you and the floor lowering back to normal.<</if>> What a jerk, you think as you get up, clean yourself off with a provided towel, and return to the staff room, ready to start waiting for a new client. <<include [[Glory Hole Job End]]>>

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesPussyLicked +=1>>After a few minutes waiting in the staff area, you see one of the room displays light up with a client. Apparently, "<<print either("Emily","Abby","Madison","Oliva","Georgina");>> <<print either("Smith","Jones","Paulson","Wilson","Johnson");>>", wants her pussy licked, though you do see a special note on the display indicating that she’s a, "first-timer", guess that means she’s a new customer, you wonder as you head over. You've heard from other workers in the glory-hole whilst waiting that first time customers are normally good tippers as they don't know what to expect, you remember happily. Also female clients are certainly rarer than male ones. Closing the door behind you, you kneel down on the floor, facing the hole in the wall, still closed and wait to lick your clients cunt. After a momentary wait, the little slit opens and through it you can see a pussy, a little back from the opening, your client's lust obvious from the dripping wetness on their outer lips. You go to start working on your client, but stop when you hear her start to speak. "Hey, wait a second, I'm having real issues figuring out how to do this. I'm trying to press myself against the hole but it's not working very well", she says, a tone of annoyance in her voice. After a moment of rustling on the other side of the hole you here her voice again, though she sounds in a better mood now, "so that's what the straps were for", she says as she backs up to the hole, bending over, giving you much better access. Your client now settled, you get to work, diving voraciously into her wet cunt, your tongue trailing long laps through her dripping trench. She tastes odd, a little sweet but a familiar salt tinges the flavour of her lust. Her horny need filling the air with an obvious musk of want. She shudders from your attention, obviously enjoying herself much more than the grumpy attitude she had previously. You suck on her labia for a little while, taking subtle, soft nips between your lips, and occasionally your teeth. After a while you decide that you've been teasing her long enough. Deciding to finally drive her to orgasm, you find her clit and start to unrelentingly suckle it. Immediately she starts to scream loudly in passion, her hips bucking as you continue to suck her pleasure button vigorously, now additionally tonguing it as well. Your new onslaught pushes her to an amazing crescendo, her screams cutting out, her bucking finally coming to a stop, all you hear is a contented sigh as she moves forward, allowing the connecting hole to close. The whole experience has made you more than a little turned on, but sadly you're working, so no playing with yourself. She certainly sounded happy in the end, you think as you get up, clean yourself off with a provided towel, and return to the staff room, ready to start waiting for a new client. <<include [[Glory Hole Job End]]>>

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked +=1>>"I have a client for you, <<print either("James","Sam","John","Paul","George");>> <<print either("Smith","Jones","Paulson","Wilson","Johnson");>>, relatively normal, the only reason he comes up as a special case is that he wants to give anal", Miss Sarah describes as she escorts you to a suite. Opening the door, you can see an older man, sitting on the bed already naked, allowing you to make out his slight belly and his average sized cock. Closing in on him you offer him a greeting, though are rebuffed with a grunt as he pats the bed. Seems like he really does just want to fuck. As you start to clamber up onto the bed, his arms grapple around your waist, putting you into the doggy style position, with your ass stuck up in the air, your <<if $breastSize==0>>chest rubbing against the bed sheets<<else>>pair of <<checkBreast>> breasts rubbing against the bed sheets, squashed beneath you<</if>>. The bed judders a bit as he climbs up behind you, running his hand across your ass cheeks almost tenderly. Suddenly you feel something extremely cold and wet meet your back passage, a slight pushing sensation accompanying it. Looking back over your shoulder you can see him massaging a finger into you, a bottle of something in hand. Well at least he's preparing me first you think to yourself, relieved. Your asshole prepared, you start to feel a larger object attempting to breach past your sphincter. The pressure larger and more relentless than previously. With a pop the pressure subsides, a dull stretching pain briefly taking over before a short spark of pleasure engulfs it. Your <<if $vagina>>pussy spasms pleasantly, almost as if it's jealous of the attention your ass is getting<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock hardens beneath you, rubbing against the bedsheets pleasantly<</if>>, the anal fucking is really starting to feel good. As times goes on, your client picks up speed, ramming his cock into your tight back hole. However, as heavily lubed as you are, the experience is still overall a very pleasurable one. With one final rough thrust, you feel a wet heat fill your bowels, his cock spasming within your asshole. Triggered by the pleasant full feeling, you find yourself falling over the tipping point, your own release causing you to moan lewdly. Your <<if $vagina>>pussy sprays out your feminine juices, your internal walls convulsing needily against nothing<<else>>cock sprays out a heavy load of cum, pooling beneath you<</if>>. Finished with you, without a word your client pulls out, wipes himself off on your ass, and walks out, leaving you soiled and sated on the bed. <<include [[Brothel Job End]]>>

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesFuckedPussy += 1>>"I have a client for you, <<print either("Emily","Abby","Madison","Oliva","Georgina");>> <<print either("Smith","Jones","Paulson","Wilson","Johnson");>>, relatively normal, the only reason she comes up as a special case is that she's a first time client", Miss Sarah describes as she escorts you to a suite. Opening the door, you can see pretty young blonde, probably just turned 18 from the looks of her. "Hey, em, do you mind, helping me lose my virginity?", the little blonde nervously asks, <<if $vagina && !$penis>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>>"I see that you're a little unequipped for the job so a brought something for you to use", she continues, picking up a strap on and harness off the bed. Taking a closer look at the harness you see that it buckles around you, however, inside there also exists a dildo, then when worn, would penetrate your pussy deeply. Not wanting to anger a customer you put on the harness, holding back a moan as the firm inner dildo slips into your depths.<<else>>"Thankfully you already seem to be fully ... equipped", she continues, gesturing at your <<checkPenis>> dick. Taking a moment to center yourself, your cock grows hard, standing tall.<</if>> As you've been getting ready, so has your client. Now lying on her back, legs spread wide, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her pussy naturally opens from the wide split of her legs. Even from where you're standing you can see that she's aroused, her labia wet and the smell of her arousal heavy in the air. You approach, clambering onto the bed between her legs, aligning yourself in preparation of your task. Leaning forward you kiss her passionately, wanting to make her first-time special, before trailing kisses down her neck and across her breasts, flicking your tongue across her nipples teasingly. Seeing her squirm with need, you decide that she's thoroughly aroused. Slowly you press your length into her, feeling the resistance as her previously unentered pussy struggles to part to allow your girth entry. Pressing forward you feel resistance, deciding to get it out of the way quickly, whilst she's still overtaken by lust, you thrust through her virgin barrier, eliciting only a quick, "ow", from your lust addled client. Giving her a moment to adjust to the fullness, you proffer more kisses across her breasts, before continuing on pumping into her, dragging moans from both your mouths at the pleasant sensations. You continue on deftly, pleasuring her expertly, fucking her thoroughly, sweating a little from the exertion. Your client on the other hand spends the entire time in utter bliss, so much so that you don't think she's even aware of your presence anymore. Then she shrieks, her pussy milking the length you have pressed deep inside of her, accompanied by the feel of gushing liquid. The sensation triggers your own orgasm, <<if $vagina && !$penis>>your pussy rippling around the dildo deep inside you, your own feminine liquid spilling out from the harness<<else>>causing you to deposit a large load of cum, deep inside the newly deflowered girl<</if>>. Pulling out from under you, she delivers a deep passionate kiss, mingling tongues with you. "That was amazing, thanks for making my first-time special", she states as she gives you a quick hug, before retreating from the room. Exhausted you take a moment to rest up before getting back to work. <<include [[Brothel Job End]]>>

<<set $oralSexSkill += 1>><<set $timesSuckedDick += 5>>"Basic oral sex training selected, please proceed to the play mat and become accustomed to the dildo collection", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the mat, walking straight to the sex toy collection. Looking into the chest you see, piled high, a wide range of brightly coloured plastic and rubber toys, most shaped like cocks, though some of them are too large or misshapen for you to think of them as dicks, at least not human ones. You select a floppy pink rubber dildo, about average in size, from the box. Your prize now in hand you walk around the mat until you can find a free spot, eventually sitting between a pair of red heads each with a large pile of dildos in front of them. As you sit yourself down, they both giggle, grabbing a large dildo in hand and quickly plunging it down their throats, skillfully deep-throating their rubber cocks. You watch on in embarrassed fascination, surprised at the ease in which they swallow down the fake dicks. Taking your own dildo in hand you slowly run your hand over it, getting used to its size and heft. Bringing it to your lips you somewhat hesitantly stick out your tongue, getting your first taste of your freshly acquired, public toy. It tastes normal, well not bad at the very least, just a bit like rubber, you think, running your tongue more determinedly along the dick making sure there aren't any tricks being played on you by the facility. Your concerns mollified, watching another girl a little away from you, you start to copy her technique, slowly taking the head of the dildo into your mouth. Loosing yourself in the moment you close your eyes, trying to imagine how you'd perform differently if you were working on the real thing. A wet poking sensation, lands on the cheeks either side of your face, accompanied by another bout of intense giggling. Opening your eyes, you see that the red heads are both now leaning in closer to you, rubbing their spit soaked toys against your cheeks. Realising they've been caught, the dildos are pulled back and instead replaced with large wet kisses instead. The girl on your right starts to place her hand over your own, directing the thrusts of your dildo, whilst the girl on your left stars to rub your throat, whispering encouragement in your ear. Now aided by two experts in the oral arts, you find you quickly start to pick up some techniques. By the end of your allotted time you've sucked a number of dildos of various sizes and shapes as well as picked up more than a few tips from the other trainees. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>You also find a few practice pussies to train with, gaining some useful feedback on your oral technique when dealing with vaginas.<</if>>

<<set $oralSexSkill += 1>><<set $timesSuckedDick += 5>>"Intermediate oral sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it’s a motorised dildo with a kneeling pad on the floor in front of it. "Please kneel on the kneeling pad so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, catching you by surprise as you can’t see any terminals nearby. "My voice is being transmitted through the machine $firstName, I can see you through a camera in the training device. With me talking to you as I operate the machine, it is almost like I am your sexual partner. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your current questions answered, you kneel down on the pad, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The pad is soft beneath you, sinking slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the dildo and open your mouth in preparation for oral penetration", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you open your mouth, ready to practice your cock sucking. The dildo slowly makes its way forwards, entering your mouth but not pushing too far back, before making its languid retreat, leaving only the rubbery taste on your tongue. For a while this is repeated, the dildo increasing in speed slowly, trying to push slightly deeper, but never pushing too hard or too fast for you to cope with. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel good. Training increase initiated", states your AI companion, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. Almost immediately the dildo picks up in speed, pressing forward into your mouth much deeper than previously. You splutter and gag slightly as the motorised cock makes contact with the back of your throat. "You need to swallow as the penis makes contact. It will help supress your gag reflex", directs Alice, helpfully. Heeding the advice, next time the dildo arm pushes its way in you try to swallow, it helps a little, however, you still find yourself gagging at the intrusion. For the next couple of hours you continue on trying to improve your deep-throating ability, making progress under the steady tutelage of Alice. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Alice also brings out a few robotic pussies for you to try out your female oral skills on too. <</if>>She even thanks you a couple of times for, "making her feel good", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming.

<<set $oralSexSkill += 1>><<set $timesSuckedDick += 10>>"Expert oral sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it as a set of motorised dildos, with a kneeling pad on the floor in the middle of them. "Please kneel on the kneeling pad so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, no longer catching you by surprise as it did the first time. "As you know my voice is being transmitted through the machines $firstName, I can see you through the cameras in the training devices. With me talking to you as I operate the machines, it is almost like I am your sexual partners, all of them. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your directions given, you kneel down on the pad, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The pad is soft beneath you, sinking slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the central dildo and open your mouth in preparation for oral penetration", continues your AI teacher. Following the AI’s guidance, you open your mouth, ready to practice your cock sucking. Still not sure why you’re surrounded by other motorised dildos. The central dildo slowly makes its way forwards, entering your mouth but not pushing too far back, before making its languid retreat, leaving only the rubbery taste on your tongue. For a while this is repeated, the dildo increasing in speed slowly, trying to push slightly deeper, but never pushing too hard or too fast for you to cope with. "This is a good start $firstName. You are doing a skilled job. Training increase initiated", states your AI companion, you’re almost sure you heard a note of glee in her monotone voice, weird. Almost immediately the dildo picks up in speed, pressing forward into your mouth much deeper than previously. You splutter and gag slightly as the motorised cock makes contact with the back of your throat, causing you to gag slightly, aided greatly from your previous training. Just when you think that’s all this increase in difficulty will entail, you hear a whirring on either side of you. Looking out of the corner of your eye you can see that the dildos to your left and right have already activated. "You need to try to pleasure all three of the machines. When your mouth is busy you should use your hands on the other two", directs Alice, helpfully. Heeding the advice, you search with your hands for the other two dildos as you suck down the central one, grasping for the rubber cocks somewhat blindly. Your hands slide along the imitation dicks as you slowly masturbate them whilst still concentrating on the dildo jackhammering down your throat. A somewhat distant voice chimes, "change dildo", the words just about penetrating your cock sucking world. You wrench your head back, causing you to leave a long trail of spit from your mouth to your previous target, however, you care little for the embarrassing mess you’re causing, looking only for the next rubber dildo for you to sink your throat down on. For the next couple of hours, you continue on trying to improve your deep-throating and multi-tasking ability, making progress under the steady encouragement of Alice<<if $sexualPreference != 2>>. Alice also brings out a few robotic pussies for you to try out your female oral skills on too<</if>>. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "being such a proficient face pussy", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming. Catching a look at yourself in a mirror as you get up from the device, you can see your puffy, tear and spit streaked face. You blush heavily as you think about all the people who’ve just seen the evidence of what an oral slut you are, the shame of it all bringing a sharp burst of arousal to you, in turn only increasing your shame.

<<set $timesSuckedDick += 10>>"Basic oral sex practice selected, please proceed to the play mat and become accustomed to the dildo collection" the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the mat, walking straight to the sex toy collection. Looking into the chest you see, piled high, a wide range of brightly coloured plastic and rubber toys, most shaped like cocks, though some of them are too large or misshapen for you to think of them as dicks, at least not human ones. The sight of all those pretty cocks makes your drool a little. You select a floppy pink rubber dildo, somewhat large in size, from the box. Your prize now in hand you walk around the mat until you can find a free spot, eventually sitting between a pair of red heads each with a large pile of dildos in front of them. As you sit yourself down, they both giggle, grabbing a large dildo in hand and quickly plunging it down their throats, skillfully deep-throating their rubber cocks. You watch on in fascination, turned on by the ease in which they swallow down the fake dicks. Taking your own dildo in hand you slowly run your hand over it, getting used to its size and heft. Bringing it to your lips you lovingly stick out your tongue, getting your first taste of your freshly acquired, public toy. It tastes normal, a bit of a shame really, it could have tasted like cock or another girls’ spit at least, you think, running your tongue more determinedly along the dick making sure you aren’t mistaken. Your concerns confirmed, you resume watching another girl a little away from you, you start to copy her technique wondering if you can pick up a new trick or two, slowly taking the head of the dildo into your mouth. Loosing yourself in the moment you close your eyes, trying to imagine how you'd perform differently if you were working on the real thing. A wet poking sensation, lands on the cheeks either side of your face, accompanied by another bout of intense giggling. Opening your eyes, you see that the red heads are both now leaning in closer to you, rubbing their spit soaked toys against your cheeks. You take your dildo out of your mouth an make a long lick down dildo to your right, tasting the girls surprisingly tasty, yet copious, spit as you turn the joke around on them. Realising they've been caught, the dildos are pulled back and instead replaced with large wet kisses instead. You laugh together as you all enjoy the jokes you’ve played on each other. After talking a little the girl on your right starts to place her hand over your own, directing your dildo back to your mouth, whilst the girl on your left stars to rub your throat, whispering encouragement in your ear. Now aided by two friendly cock suckers you have a really fun time, as well as picking up a few tips from the other trainees about giving oral, some you even think about incorporating into your own considerable list of techniques.<<if $sexualPreference != 2>> You also find a few practice pussies to train with, gaining some useful feedback on your oral technique when dealing with vaginas.<</if>> Not a bad way to pass a few hours.

<<set $timesSuckedDick += 10>>"Intermediate oral sex practice selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it’s a motorised dildo with a kneeling pad on the floor in front of it. "Please kneel on the kneeling pad so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, no longer catching you by surprise. "As you know my voice is being transmitted through the machine $firstName, I can see you through a camera in the training device. With me talking to you as I operate the machine, it is almost like I am your sexual partner. This may help relax you and aid in your practice", continues the AI. Alice’s briefing complete, you kneel down on the pad, ready to undertake the practice you’ve paid for. The pad is soft beneath you, sinking slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the dildo and open your mouth in preparation for oral penetration", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you open your mouth, ready to finally get to the cock sucking. The dildo slowly makes its way forwards, too slowly for your preferences, entering your mouth but not pushing too far back, before making its languid retreat, leaving only the rubbery taste on your tongue. For a while this is repeated, the dildo increasing in speed slowly, trying to push slightly deeper, but never pushing too hard or too fast for you to manage with ease. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel good. Difficulty increase initiated", states your AI companion, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. As expected, almost immediately the dildo picks up in speed, pressing forward into your mouth much deeper than previously. You don’t even splutter or gag slightly as the motorised cock contacts the back of your throat, well-practiced at fellating these machines. For the next couple of hours, you continue on practicing your deep-throating ability, enjoying the feel of the rubber cock down your throat<<if $sexualPreference != 2>>. Alice also brings out a few robotic pussies for you to try out your female oral skills on too<</if>>. Alice even thanks you a couple of times for, "making her feel good", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming.

<<set $timesSuckedDick += 10>>"Expert oral sex practice selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it’s a set of motorised dildo, with a kneeling pad on the floor in the middle of them. "Please kneel on the kneeling pad so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, no longer catching you by surprise as it did the first time. "As you know my voice is being transmitted through the machines $firstName, I can see you through the cameras in the training devices. With me talking to you as I operate the machines, it is almost like I am your sexual partners, all of them. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Alice’s directions complete, you kneel down on the pad, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The pad is soft beneath you, sinking slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the central dildo and open your mouth in preparation for oral penetration", continues your AI teacher. Following the AI’s guidance, you open your mouth, ready to practice your cock sucking. The mostly looking forward to when the other rubber cocks start. The central dildo slowly makes its way forwards, entering your mouth but not pushing too far back, before making its languid retreat, leaving only the rubbery taste on your tongue. For a while this is repeated, the dildo increasing in speed slowly, trying to push slightly deeper, but never pushing too hard or too fast for you to cope with. "This is a good start $firstName. You are doing a skilled job. Training increase initiated", states your AI companion, you’re almost sure you heard a note of glee in her monotone voice, or maybe you’re projecting your own feelings on her. Almost immediately the dildo picks up in speed, pressing forward into your mouth much deeper than previously. You splutter and gag slightly as the motorised cock makes contact with the back of your throat, causing you to gag only slightly, aided greatly from your previous training. That’s when you hear the familiar whirring on either side of you and you heart jumps with glee. Looking out of the corner of your eye you can see that the dildos to your left and right have already activated. "You need to try to pleasure all three of the machines. When your mouth is busy you should use your hands on the other two", directs Alice, helpfully. Not needing the advice, you search with your hands for the other two dildos as you suck down the central one, grasping for the rubber cocks somewhat blindly. Your hands slide along the imitation dicks as you slowly masturbate them whilst still concentrating on the dildo jackhammering down your throat. A somewhat distant voice chimes, "change dildo", the words just about penetrating your cock sucking world. You wrench your head back, causing you to leave a long trail of spit from your mouth to your previous target, however, you care little for the embarrassing mess you’re causing, looking only for the next rubber dildo for you to sink your throat down on. For the next couple of hours, you continue trying to perfect your deep-throating and multi-tasking ability, making progress under the steady encouragement of Alice<<if $sexualPreference != 2>>. Alice also brings out a few robotic pussies for you to try out your female oral skills on too<</if>>. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "being such a proficient face pussy", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming. Catching a look at yourself in a mirror as you get up from the device, you can see your puffy, tear and spit streaked face. You blush heavily as you think about all the people who’ve just seen the evidence of what an oral slut you are, the shame of it all bringing a sharp burst of arousal to you, in turn only increasing your shame.

<<set $exhibitionismSkill += 1>>"Great, so you're completely new to this?", the woman asks rhetorically, seemingly completely at ease being naked in a well-traveled public environment. Her chestnut hair hangs long and straight, though it's all swept behind her, leaving nothing to block your view of her DD Cup breasts, topped with puffy nipples. "That makes this even simpler. I'm Ashley, and I'm here to help you stop worrying about what people think about you. By the time you're done with my tutelage you'll be so comfortable just being you that even walking around naked in public won't cause you any issue. You might even find you like it", she finishes with a wink. Continuing she adds, "First step to getting more comfortable being you is trying out new things, so for our first session we're just going to try on a few new outfits and see what you like", you nod, waiting expectantly as you wonder where you're going to be trying on new outfits. Maybe Ashley will take you to the shopping hub and have a sort of shopping date with you, you wonder. You notice, however, that Ashley hasn't moved at all, looking at you with a wide grin on her face. "Well go on then, open up the trunk and check out some of the clothes I've brought, I'm sure there's something that you'll like", she directs, the grin never leaving her face. Moving forward, you lift back the lid of the chest, seeing the tiny offerings within, with a gasp. You grow nervous, worried about how embarrassing this is going to be. The clothes are all so revealing, tiny bikinis, fishnet body stockings, skirts and tops you at first mistake for belts. Routing around, you eventually find the least skimpy outfit you can find, an airy, if flimsy, summer dress you'd estimate would at best come down to your mid-thigh. Picking it out, you look up at Ashley expectantly, hoping she'll point out where you need to change. Sadly, your hope is short-lived she just points in front of her, the grin still painted on her face. Deciding to deal with this like ripping off a band aid, as quickly as possible, you pull off your clothes rapidly, leaving your $currentClothing in a pile at your feet. With haste spurred on through sheer embracement you deftly re-clothe yourself in the revealing summer dress. Your face feels hot and you'd guess is likely beet-red in colour if how you're feeling is any indicator. You hear a whistle from one of the balconies, as you nervously look up at Ashley, awaiting her response. With the grin still on her face she begins clapping, before making a little turning motion with one hand, indicating for you to twirl around so she can see the whole outfit. Obligingly you concede to the request, hoping to end this as soon as possible so you can finally get over the embarrassment. Oddly enough though, you're starting to feel something else other than embarrassment, your nipples on your <<if $breastSize != 0>><<checkBreast>> sized tits<<else>>chest<</if>> standing erect and sensitive, visible obviously through the thin, slightly translucent material of the dress. Walking over to you, Ashley gives one of your nipples a small flick, provoking a muffled cry from you, somewhere between pain and pleasure. "See, your body loves it, it's just that you don't know what you want yet. Still, it's a good start even if you did pick one of the more boring outfits. Plenty of time to try the others though", she says, "We'll be here for hours". You're about to protest against the idea of being out here like this for so long, but you're cut short by the word, "Slut!", in a hard, feminine voice. You spin around to see the back of a suit-clad woman walking away from you. As you turn back to Ashley, you hear a click and she holds up her hand, revealing a small device in her palm with a single button and the number "001" displayed on the front. "We'll be here until one hundred people have reacted to, or shown interest in, the way you dress. So, no, we don't have to stay here for hours if you don't want to, you just have to learn to catch people's attention and you can leave", she says. Her grin grows even wider, maybe even, you'd say, predatory in nature. With a smack across your ass, she gestures for you to return to the chest to select your next outfit. This continues for a couple of hours during which time you endure countless catcalls and whistles as well as number of nicer compliments. Every time you hear the click as Ashley increases the count. At first you dread having people look and stare at you, but as time goes by your arousal overcomes your embarrassment and you start to just want to get it over with so you can relieve it. Ashley seems to sense the change come over you and she starts to ask whether you think some particular guy is going to catcall you, making you hope you'll be one step closer to finishing the training. The whole time she teases you, playing with your nipples, stroking your exposed skin, whispering compliments to you, but never letting you seek release from your arousal. As you get ready to leave Ashley stops you, "Before I forget, now you've had a bit of training I recommend you check out the shop again and maybe add some new clothes to your wardrobe. Also, I'll vouch for you with the facility if you want to have some more fun exposing yourself and make some money, no judging, just offering to help you out if you want to swing by me and give it a shot", she finishes, her hands in the air as if to indicate that she's not trying anything funny. Of course, this also gives you a clear view of her beautiful naked body. Extremely embarrassed and

<<set $exhibitionismSkill += 1>><<addToUnderwear "Naked">>"So you're back for more?", asks Ashley rhetorically, a large grin on her face, "You know this means you can't complain anymore, now that you've come back you're practically begging for me to strip you down and let everyone have a look. But I guess I can play nice, today we'll just work on getting you comfortable being topless. Check out what you're wearing today", she finishes, holding out a thin white skirt, you'd estimate would go down to your mid thighs. Gingerly taking the skirt from her you gulp as you know what comes next. Seeing no alternative, remembering that she is right, you did choose to come back here, you begin to strip off your $currentClothing in the middle of the public plaza. Heat starts spreading to your face again, as you blush heavily at your exposure. At the same time, you start to feel an entirely separate heat, as your arousal starts to build in unison with your embarrassment. Maybe training yourself to be turned on by public humiliation isn't the best choice, but for now you have greater concerns. Now dressed in the almost see through white skirt, you turn back to Ashley, waiting for her next direction, whilst also noticing your nipples on your <<if $breastSize != 0>><<checkBreast>> sized tits<<else>>chest<</if>> standing erect and sensitive, for all the world to see. Up on one of the higher balconies a small group start clapping and whistling at you, making your shame only grow larger at what you're putting yourself through. Ashley grins in that predatory style you're growing all too familiar with, before she continues, "Today is simple, all you need to do is go up to people and ask them what they think of the facility", bending over the back of the trunk she picks up a stack of leaflets that she proceeds to hand to you. "Then hand them one of these leaflets about the facility, it's really easy so even you shouldn't have a problem", punctuating her statement with a smack on your ass, an easy target with your hands full of leaflets. Deciding to try and get it over with as soon as possible you start to approach random passers-by doing as instructed by Ashley. Whilst the whole situation is certainly embarrassing and you receive more boob gropes from the people you're approaching than you'd like, you do start to see the wisdom of this task, your mind is so occupied with handing out the pamphlets you almost begin to forget you're topless at all. This continues for a couple of hours during which time you endure countless catcalls and whistles as well as number of nicer compliments. Every now and then Ashley approaches you, only to then tease you, playing with your nipples, stroking your exposed skin, whispering compliments to you, but never letting you seek release from your arousal. With all the leaflets handed out you go to get ready to leave, embarrassed and way too horny. As you get ready to leave Ashley stops you, "You did a good job, feel free to go whenever you want to. Also, before I forget, now you've had a bit of training I recommend you check out the shop again and maybe add some new clothes to your wardrobe, you'll probably find some more options you're comfortable with. On top of that, you'll probably be comfortable walking around without underwear on, by choice I mean". Suitably embarrassed and

<<set $exhibitionismSkill += 1>><<addToWardrobe "Naked">>"So you're back for even more? I thought you'd be frightened off after last time", asks Ashley rhetorically, a large grin on her face, "You know this means you secretly love this, now that you've come back multiple times you're practically begging for me to strip you down and let everyone have a look. Well today is your lucky day, because in a few minutes you're going to be nude and I'm going to be painting that hot body of yours with some body paint I've got over here", she finishes, indicating towards a collection of brightly coloured bottles and a small spray brush, "Isn't this awesome, you're not only going to be naked in public, you're going to be art. Everyone will be looking at you". Your face heats up with shame, everyone will be looking at you, the naked center of attention. The mere thought of being that exposed arouses you, causing you to notice your nipples on your <<if $breastSize != 0>><<checkBreast>> sized tits<<else>>chest<</if>> standing erect and sensitive. You strip quickly, looking morbidly forward to what Ashley has in store for you, leaving your $currentClothing in a heap on the floor. "Someone’s eager today", grins Ashley as she takes the opportunity to tweak one of your nipples, causing a pained moan to be pulled from your lips, "Perfect". Bending down, facing away from you she begins to get the spray brush ready, her ass sashaying from side to side seductively as she brazenly puts on a show for you. A number of onlookers stop and clap or whistle, a few even shouting lewd compliments at the both of you, standing naked and on show in the middle of the plaza. With no warning Ashley starts to spray you with the slightly cold paint, covering your sensitive naked skin with a thin layer of brightly coloured paint, paying greater attention to anywhere she sees gets a reaction from you. Before long, everything below your neck is painted in brightly coloured swirls of colour. It's pretty, Ashley has certainly put a lot of work into her artistry, emphasising your natural beauty and making you an eye-catching focus of attention. As she works, people walk up to both of you, openly ogling and offering compliments, most of which are surprisingly sweet, commenting on the beautiful artwork and model, rather than lewd comments about wanting to fuck you. "You look amazing", smiles Ashley, her grin less predatory than you're used to. "I'm so glad you let me do this, being naked suits you well. You really are a gift and as you know it's important not to keep your gifts hidden. We're done here, but feel free to keep the body art if you like, it seems a waste to clean it off so soon". Deciding to follow her advice and get dressed later, you pick up your clothes, your body hot with arousal from the meticulous painting of Ashley. As you get ready to leave Ashley stops you, "Before I forget, now you've had a bit of training I bet you're ready to walk around nude, you know, if you want to". Noticeably less embarrassed than you feel you should be and

"Let’s get back to basics, today we're just going to try on a few new outfits and see what you like", you nod smiling expectantly as you know exactly where you’re going to be trying the new outfits on. "Well go on then, open up the trunk and check out some of the clothes I've brought, I'm sure there's something that you'll like", she directs, the grin never leaving her face. Moving forward, you lift back the lid of the chest, seeing the tiny offerings within, with a gasp of glee. You grow hot, less worried about how embarrassing this is going to be, instead only looking forward to showing off the outfits within to a public audience. The clothes are all so revealing, tiny bikinis, fishnet body stockings, skirts and tops you at first mistake for belts. Routing around, you eventually find the skimpiest outfit you can find, an entirely see through bikini. Picking it out, you look up at Ashley expectantly, hoping she'll give her approval, gladly your hope is well founded as, the grin still painted on her face she, nods vehemently at your choice. Deciding to you want to try on the new outfit as quickly as possible, you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>pull off your clothes rapidly, leaving them in a pile at your feet<<else>>think about how great a decision it was to come here nude<</if>>. With haste spurred on through sheer excitement you deftly re-clothe yourself in the revealing bikini set. Your face feels hot from a slight embarrassment, but the lust you’re feeling quickly overrides any sense of propriety. You hear a whistle from one of the balconies, as you happily look up at Ashley, awaiting her response. With the grin still on her face she begins clapping, before making a little turning motion with one hand, indicating for you to twirl around so she can see the whole outfit. Obligingly you concede to the request hoping to show off your outfit as much as possible, so you can try on more new outfits, or maybe you’re trying to impress Ashley. The nipples on your <<if $breastSize != 0>><<checkBreast>> sized tits<<else>>chest<</if>> standing erect and sensitive, visible obviously through the thin, see through material of the bikini. Walking over to you, Ashley gives one of your nipples a small flick, provoking a muffled cry from you, somewhere between pain and pleasure. "You look amazing, I couldn’t look any better in it myself", she says, her grin even wider, maybe even, you'd say, predatory in nature. With a smack across your ass, she gestures for you to return to the chest to select your next outfit. This continues for a couple of hours during which time you endure countless catcalls and whistles as well as number of nicer compliments. The whole time Ashley teases you, playing with your nipples, stroking your exposed skin, whispering compliments to you, but never letting you seek release from your arousal. Noticing how not embarrassed at all you are, however much you should be, and

"Let’s see how you manage with some more topless practice?" asks Ashley rhetorically, a large grin on her face "Unless you’d like to try going fully naked again today?", she finishes, holding out a thin white skirt, you'd estimate would go down to your mid thighs. Shaking your head you decline taking the skirt from her, anticipating what you know comes next. Eager to get started you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>pull off your clothes rapidly, leaving them in a pile at your feet<<else>>think about how great a decision it was to come here nude<</if>>. Heat starts spreading to your face again, as you blush heavily at your exposure. At the same time, you start to feel an entirely separate heat, as your arousal starts to build in unison with your embarrassment, quickly surpassing it. Maybe training yourself to be turned on by public humiliation wasn't the best choice, but these days you wouldn’t have it any other way. Now dressed in absolutely nothing, you turn back to Ashley, waiting for her next direction, whilst also noticing your nipples on your <<if $breastSize != 0>><<checkBreast>> sized tits<<else>>chest<</if>> standing erect and sensitive, for all the world to see. Up on one of the higher balconies a small group start clapping and whistling at you, making your excitement only grow larger at what you're putting yourself through. Ashley grins in that predatory style you're growing all too familiar with, before she continues, "Today is simple, all you need to do is go up to people and ask them what they think of the facility", bending over the back of the trunk she picks up a stack of leaflets that she proceeds to hand to you. "Then hand them one of these leaflets about the facility, it's really easy so even you shouldn't have a problem", punctuating her statement with a smack on your ass, an easy target with your hands full of leaflets. Deciding to try and get as much attention as possible you start to approach random passers-by doing as instructed by Ashley, strutting over to them seductively, occasionally pretending to drop a leaflet so you can lewdly bend over and pick it up. Whilst the whole situation is certainly a little embarrassing, you receive lots of attention and gropes from the people you're approaching, something that you deeply enjoy. As you work, you do start to see the wisdom of this task, Ashley has given you an awesome excuse to flaunt your naked body at people. This continues for a couple of hours during which time you endure countless catcalls and whistles as well as number of nicer compliments. Every now and then Ashley approaches you, only to then tease you, playing with your nipples, stroking your exposed skin, whispering compliments to you, but never letting you seek release from your arousal. With all the leaflets handed out you go to get ready to leave, way too horny and looking forward to relieving that. Noticing how not embarrassed at all you are, however much you should be, and

"So you're back for even more? Well I want to try out body painting on you again, what do you think of that?", asks Ashley rhetorically, a large grin on her face, "You know love it, in a few minutes you're going to be nude and I'm going to be painting that hot body of yours with some body paint I've got over here", she finishes, indicating towards a collection of brightly coloured bottles and a small spray brush, "Isn't this awesome, you're not only going to be naked in public, you're going to be art. Everyone will be looking at you". Your body heats up with lust, everyone will be looking at you, the naked center of attention, it’s a dream come true, once more. The mere thought of being that exposed again arouses you, causing you to notice your nipples on your <<if $breastSize != 0>><<checkBreast>> sized tits<<else>>chest<</if>> standing erect and sensitive. Eager to get started, excitedly looking forward to what Ashley has in store for you, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you pull off your clothes rapidly, leaving them in a pile at your feet<<else>>you think about how great a decision it was to come here nude<</if>>. "Someone’s eager today", grins Ashley as she takes the opportunity to tweak one of your nipples, causing a pained moan to be pulled from your lips, "Perfect". Bending down, facing away from you she begins to get the spray brush ready, her ass sashaying from side to side seductively as she brazenly puts on a show for you. A number of onlookers stop and clap or whistle, a few even shouting lewd compliments at the both of you, standing naked and on show in the middle of the plaza. With no warning Ashley starts to spray you with the slightly cold paint, covering your sensitive naked skin with a thin layer of brightly coloured paint, paying greater attention to anywhere she sees gets a reaction from you. Before long, everything below your neck is painted in brightly coloured swirls of colour. It's pretty, Ashley has certainly put a lot of work into her artistry, emphasising your natural beauty and making you an eye-catching focus of attention. As she works, people walk up to both of you, openly ogling and offering compliments, most of which are surprisingly sweet, commenting on the beautiful artwork and model, rather than lewd comments about wanting to fuck you. "You look amazing as always", smiles Ashley, her grin less predatory than you're used to. "I'm so glad you let me do this again, being naked suits you well. You really are a gift and as you know it's important not to keep your gifts hidden. We're done here, but feel free to keep the body art if you like, it seems a waste to clean it off so soon". Deciding to follow her advice <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>and get dressed later, you pick up your clothes<<else>>and remain nude for a while so you can show off her art a little longer<</if>>, your body hot with arousal from the meticulous painting of Ashley. Noticing how not embarrassed at all you are, however much you should be, and

<<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetAccident += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperMessAccident += 5>><</if>><<set $diaperSkillMax = 1>><<set $diaperSkill += 1>><<set $ggp += 2000>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") == -1>><<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>>You find yourself ushered into a stark white room, the only notable contents of the room being a large changing table and an oversized highchair, that type one might expect to see a baby in, except its metal and bolted to the floor. The barren and clinical feel of this room strike you as odd after the colourful, playful nature of the previous rooms you’ve seen in this nursery. Putting her 'diaper supplies' bag on a side table, the older woman turns to talk to you. "Hello dear, <<if $metMildred>>as you already know <</if>>I’m your Aunt Mildred. Whenever one of your precious cuties volunteer for this section of the program you find yourself assigned a carer to help you adjust<<if $metMildred>>, but thankfully you've already got me<</if>>. What’s going to happen next is I’m going to check you over and make sure you’ve got a nice comfy diaper on, if you don’t have one then I’ll give you one to help get you started. Don’t worry, they’re reusable and extremely adorable. After that you’re going to be a good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, and you’re going to jump up into that high chair for me, and have your bottle", coos the huge breasted woman soothingly. "I know you’re going to be well behaved, but I should warn you up front, if you cause trouble in here for me today I’ll be forced to call security to take you away. You did sign an agreement that you’d comply with your diaper training, and good <<if $vagina>>girls<<else>>boys<</if>> don’t break promises". Chastised by her comments, any thoughts about trying to get out of this situation falter. Taking advantage of the moment she <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>starts to help you remove your $currentClothing, leaving you naked <<else>>spots that you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, making her job a little easier<</if>>. Checking for whether you’re wearing a diaper or not she finds <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>>that you are not. Tutting, she quickly helps you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a plain white diaper. As she rapidly changes you, adding baby powder and a quick wipe, she calmly explains to you that it’s okay, you’ve got a diaper now and she expects to you to be a good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and keep wearing it.<<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>>that you are. Smiling she pulls you into an excessively breast-ey hug, her cleavage almost smothering you a little. She calmly explains as she embraces you that you’re such a good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for coming with your $currentUnderwear already on, and that she expects you to keep wearing your diapers<</if>> Now fully diapered, she escorts you over to the imposing metal high chair, giving you a boost up into the elevated seat. Gently pulling your arms to each side, she fastens your wrists in place, binding you to the chair. Next, she moves down a large metal tray, further limiting your movement and completing the image of you naked but for your diaper, sitting in an oversized babies high chair. Moving over to her bag, she comes back momentarily with a baby’s bottle in hand, its contents an odd dark orange sludge. "Don’t worry you little cutie, it’s not anything bad. Your Aunt Mildred is just going to feed you this tasty bottle of special liquid food just for you. To my understanding the others like you can’t get enough of it, they’re always asking for more. All you need to do dear is finish the bottle and I’ll let you be on your way", she calmly explains as she stands next to you bottle in hand. Not seeing many alternatives bound as you are, you nod your agreement. As the bottle comes towards you, a faint smell drifts your way, a bit eggy and overall not very pleasant. Pressing the nub of the bottle between your lips the first drop of the strange orange substance hits your tongue. Your first thoughts are to how odd the texture is, lumpy water springs to mind as the best description you can muster. That is however, minor in comparison to the foul taste of whatever it is, a weird mixture of maybe carrots, prunes, possibly some tomato, overall, it’s hard to tell in the odd blend. Unable to spit it out around the intruding bottle, and without the ability to get the bottle out of your face you have little option but to start to drain its contents. A grimace plastered across your face at the horrid taste your being forced to experience. Meanwhile, your carer looks on smiling, offering quiet words of encouragement. "I know it tastes a little weird at first, but you’re being so good. Soon it’ll taste much better, and what makes this all even better is the special surprise inside. Now that you’ve got a bunch of tiny little helpers in your body, they will not only make it taste so very nice, but also help you feel even more like a diaper loving little. You’ll probably have regular toilet accidents, but don’t worry too much, diapers are meant to be used, and they’ll make you feel so very good", she explains between coos as you’re almost finished with the bottle. Worry immediately strikes you at the reveal, talk of losing control of your bodily functions making you feel much smaller, and oddly aroused all of a sudden. That’s also when you start to notice how nice the rest of the bottles contents taste, it’s still odd and lumpy, it still tastes bad by any traditional way you’d rate food, but it just feels so good to eat it. You flit between feelings of disgust and happiness as the last of it slides down your throat. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HighChairFeeding1.png]]</div> <</if>>Letting you out of the restraints, Aunt Mildred pats you on the back, provoking a small burp from you. The motion of getting out of the high chair causing a heavy liquid sloshing sound, accompanied by a slightly distressing gurgle. You’re going to need to use your diaper soon and you know it. With one last enveloping hug, your carer tells you that you’re training session is now over, but that you might need to come see her at some point, diapers don’t change themselves she adds. She finishes by adding that she <<if $abdlTrainerFirstVisit>>will now be stepping up her previous visits as you've shown her just how much help you need, though she warns you not to let your diaper get too unclean either of she'll have to punish you<<else>>might see you around and help you, but that you should make sure not to get too messy or she’ll have to punish you<</if>>.<<set $metMildred = true>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>><<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>><<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>>

<<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetAccident += 10>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperMessAccident += 10>><</if>><<set $diaperSkillMax = 2>><<set $diaperSkill += 1>><<set $ggp += 2000>>You find yourself once again ushered into the stark white changing room. The main notable contents of the room remain as last time its large changing table and the oversized highchair, both of which you’d experienced on your previous visit. The barren and clinical feel of this room still strike you as odd after the colourful, playful nature of the previous rooms you’ve seen in this nursery. However, Aunt Mildred flips a switch next to the door, causing the room to become slightly more inviting. A colourful trim now lines the walls, with images of cartoon characters scattered across much of the whitespace. The resulting changes within the room make it feel just a little less imposing, though it does nothing towards making the steel restraining high chair appear anything other than menacing. Putting her 'diaper supplies' bag on a side table, your ‘carer’ turns to talk to you. "Hello dear, welcome back. It seems you couldn’t get enough after your last visit, so like the good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> you are, you came back for another feeding. This time I have a tasty bowl of special food just for you. Though before that I want to change your diaper, it’s always a good time to sort out your diapers", coos the huge breasted woman soothingly. At the very mention of food your stomach rumbles. Memories of the tasty bottle you had on your previous visit fill your mind, so much so that you catch yourself drooling at the thought of having more, however disgusting it originally tasted. Taking advantage of the moment she <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>starts to help you remove your $currentClothing, leaving you naked <<else>>spots that you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, making her job a little easier<</if>>. Checking for whether you’re wearing a diaper or not she finds <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>>that you are not. Tutting, she quickly helps you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a plain white diaper. As she rapidly changes you, adding baby powder and a quick wipe, she calmly explains to you that it’s okay, you’ve got a diaper now and she expects to you to be a good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and keep wearing it.<<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>>that you are. Smiling she pulls you into an excessively breast-ey hug, her cleavage almost smothering you a little. She calmly explains as she embraces you that you’re such a good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for coming with your $currentUnderwear already on, and that she expects you to keep wearing your diapers, though for now she needs to give you a quick change. Smiling, she quickly helps you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a new $currentUnderwear. As she rapidly changes you, adding baby powder and a quick wipe, she comments on how <<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >0) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >0)>>clean your previous diaper was, pointing out how proud she is that you’ve been wearing it and getting regular changes<<else>>stinky your diaper is, and that she’s glad she got the opportunity to keep her good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> clean<</if>>.<</if>> Now freshly diapered, she escorts you over to the imposing metal high chair, helping you up tenderly into the elevated seat. Gently pulling your arms to each side, she fastens your wrists in place, binding you to the chair. Next, she moves down a large metal tray, further limiting your movement and completing the image of you naked but for your diaper, sitting in an oversized babies high chair. Moving out of the room briefly, she comes back with a thick purple coloured bowl hand with a chunky plastic spoon stood up in it. Looking closer, you spot the odd dark orange sludge you previously encountered, its repugnant smell simultaneously making you gag and salivate. "Here you go my little cutie. I have your bowl of nummies right here. Specially made just for you. It’s extra good for your sweet little tummy, should clean you out and make you all fresh inside. If you don’t put up too much of a fuss it might even still be warm", she explains to you in the tone of someone talking to a pet or small child, putting the bowl down in front of you as she speaks. Looking down at the foul orange goo, spotting the horrid lumps within it that you remember so vividly, you look up at Aunt Mildred and ask, "What is it?". Dreading the answer. "I’ll tell you some other time. Now it’s time for you to eat your din-dins sweetheart, and you’re not leaving until you finish every last scrap", she responds sternly, a heaped spoon of the mixture in hand, closing in on your mouth. Not seeing many alternatives bound as you are, you open your mouth wide to give the spoon entry. Whatever resistance you have, overcome by the addictive want of the strange substance. Once again as it’s deposited on your tongue, your first thoughts are to how odd the texture is, lumpy water springs to mind as the best description you can muster. That is however, minor in comparison to the disgusting taste of whatever it is, a weird mixture of maybe carrots, prunes, possibly some tomato, overall, it’s hard to tell in the odd blend. You do notice however that it doesn’t taste, as bad as you remember, though it still is an unpleasant experience. Unwilling to spit it out and prolong your session, you have little option but to swallow it. A grimace plastered across your face at the horrid taste your being forced to experience. Meanwhile your carer looks on smiling, offering quiet words of encouragement as she scoops up another spoonful. "You’re doing so good. At this rate, we’ll be done soon and then you can go and play, or maybe have a nice nap. Though you might not want to go too far, you’ll probably be making use of your diaper soon", she explains between coos as she continues feeding you. Every so often she spills spoonful’s over you clumsily, leaving your face and chest caked in messy splotches of your meal. It only takes a few spoons more before you notice the shift in taste. It’s still odd and lumpy, it still tastes bad by any traditional way you’d rate food, but it again beings to feel good to eat it. You flit between feelings of disgust and happiness as each new mouthful arrives. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HighChairFeeding2.png]]</div> <</if>>Showing you the empty bowl with a wide smile, your carer then proceeds to wiping you down with a wet wipe, cleaning the dried food off of your face and chest. Though, not before taking a picture with a camera from her bag, telling you loudly how adorable you look. Finally clean, she proceeds to letting you out of the restraints. Aunt Mildred pats you on the back, provoking a small burp from you. The motion of getting out of the high chair causing a heavy liquid sloshing sound, accompanied by a slightly distressing gurgle. You’re going to need to use your diaper soon and you know it. With one last enveloping hug, your carer tells you that you’re training session is now over, but that you might need to come see her at some point, diapers don’t change themselves she adds. She finishes by adding that she might see you around and help you, but that you should make sure not to get too messy or she’ll have to punish you.<<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>><<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>><<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>>

<<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetAccident += 15>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperMessAccident += 15>><</if>><<set $diaperSkillMax = 3>><<set $diaperSkill += 1>><<set $ggp += 2000>>You find yourself once again ushered into the stark white changing room. The main notable contents of the room remain as last time its large changing table and the oversized highchair, both of which you’d experienced on your previous visit. The barren and clinical feel of this room still strike you as odd after the colourful, playful nature of the previous rooms you’ve seen in this nursery. However, like last time, Aunt Mildred flips a switch next to the door, causing the room to once again become slightly more inviting. A colourful trim now lines the walls, with images of cartoon characters scattered across much of the whitespace. The resulting changes within the room make it feel just a little less imposing, even the steel restraining high chair feels less threatening than previously, though maybe that’s just your rumbling belly speaking. Putting her 'diaper supplies' bag on a side table, your ‘carer’ turns to talk to you. "Hello dear, by the end of this session I think you’ll be fully diaper trained. Isn’t that amazing how well you’re doing. Seeing how much you liked you num-nums last time, I’ve decided to give you a special treat. A nice reward for being such a good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. But first I need to sort out your diaper situation, it’s always a good time for a diaper change", coos the huge breasted woman soothingly. At the thought of a special reward, you momentarily worry that it might not be the strangely addictive slop, your stomach gurgling sympathetically. Memories of the tasty goo you had on your previous visits fills your mind, so much so that you have to wipe away a trail of drool. You want more, however disgusting it originally tasted. Taking advantage of the moment she <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>starts to help you remove your $currentClothing, leaving you naked <<else>>spots that you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, making her job a little easier<</if>>. Checking for whether you’re wearing a diaper or not she finds <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>>that you are not. Tutting, she quickly helps you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a plain white diaper. As she rapidly changes you, adding baby powder and a quick wipe, she calmly explains to you that it’s okay, you’ve got a diaper now and she expects to you to be a good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and keep wearing it.<<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>>that you are. Smiling she pulls you into an excessively breast-ey hug, her cleavage almost smothering you a little. She calmly explains as she embraces you that you’re such a good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for coming with your $currentUnderwear already on, and that she expects you to keep wearing your diapers, though for now she needs to give you a quick change. Smiling, she quickly helps you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a new $currentUnderwear. As she rapidly changes you, adding baby powder and a quick wipe, she comments on how <<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >0) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >0)>>clean your previous diaper was, pointing out how proud she is that you’ve been wearing it and getting regular changes<<else>>stinky your diaper is, and that she’s glad she got the opportunity to keep her good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> clean<</if>>.<</if>> Now freshly diapered, she escorts you over to the imposing metal high chair, helping you up tenderly into the elevated seat. Gently pulling your arms to each side, she fastens your wrists in place, binding you to the chair. Next, she moves down a large metal tray, further limiting your movement and completing the image of you naked but for your diaper, sitting in an oversized babies high chair. You can’t spot anything else, no bottles or bowls. So, you have little choice but to sit patiently, waiting for your promised surprise. Surprise really is an understatement as the huge breasted, older woman begins removing her blouse, showing you her clearly her massive boobs. Her excessive nipples coated in something … orange? "Surprise my little sweetheart, I’m going to give you a tasty meal, still warm and fresh. You asked before what you were eating … drinking, well both really. It’s a little complicated so I won’t upset you with the details but all you need to know is that I make it myself. Some very nice men helped me make special tasty food for special girls and boys like you. Me and the other Aunts make lots of it, apparently it’s a major export of the facility, isn’t that exciting", she explains to you in the tone of someone talking to a pet or small child, moving closer to you as she speaks. Looking at her massive mammaries, spotting the dried remnants of the sludge, you can’t help but lick your <<checkLips>> lips hungrily. Shocked but hungry, you try and speak your thoughts, but find yourself unable to properly answer, instead asking, "Why?". "Because there are lots of special people like you, who need to learn about how lovely diapers are", she responds sternly, pressing her nipple into your mouth. You can’t resist any longer, the substance is just too addictive. Mindlessly you find yourself suckling her breast to get yourself a fresh feed of the, no longer as mysterious as previously, substance. Once again as it’s deposited on your tongue, your first thoughts are to how odd the texture is, lumpy water springs to mind as the best description you can muster. That is however, where your previous comparisons to the sludge end. Instead, whilst it tastes like a weird mixture of maybe carrots, prunes, possibly some tomato, overall hard to tell in the odd blend. You immediately start to notice how nice it tastes warm, thoroughly enjoying the experience. Unwilling to waste any of your glorious bounty, you swallow it gleefully. A serene look plastered across your face at the wonderful taste your being forced to experience. Meanwhile your carer looks on smiling, offering quiet words of encouragement as she holds your head to her breast. "You’re doing so good. At this rate, I might have to change breasts soon. Though you might not want to go too far, you’ll probably be making use of your diaper soon", she explains between coos as she continues feeding you. Every so often in your rapid need for more of the substance, some of it spills clumsily out of your mouth, leaving your face and chest caked in messy splotches of your meal. Though you have little care for how silly you look, completely wrapped up in the suckling Aunt Midred’s teat to further fill your belly. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HighChairFeeding3.png]]</div> <</if>>Finally, tired out from your feeding frenzy, your carer then proceeds to wiping you down with a wet wipe, cleaning the dried food off of your face and chest. Though, not before taking a picture with a camera from her bag, telling you loudly how adorable you look. Now clean, she proceeds to let you out from the restraints. Aunt Mildred pats you on the back, provoking a small burp from you. The motion of getting out of the high chair causing a heavy liquid sloshing sound, accompanied by a slightly distressing gurgle. You’re going to need to use your diaper soon and you know it. With one last enveloping hug, your carer tells you that you’re training session is now over and that you’re now fully adjusted to her special ‘milk’. Though, she notes you’re still welcome to come and have some more whenever you want. And, that you might need to come see her at some point, diapers don’t change themselves she adds. She finishes by adding that she might see you around and help you, but that you should make sure not to get too messy or she’ll have to punish you.<<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>><<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>><<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>>

<<set $metMildred = true>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetAccident += 15>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperMessAccident += 15>><</if>><<if $diaperSkill < 3>><<set $diaperSkill += 1>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetCountDown -= 3>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperMessCountDown -= 2>><</if>><<set $ggp += 500>>You find yourself once again ushered into the stark white changing room. The main notable contents of the room remain as last time its large changing table and the oversized highchair, both of which you’d experienced on your previous visit. The barren and clinical feel of this room still strike you as odd after the colourful, playful nature of the previous rooms you’ve seen in this nursery. However, like previously, Aunt Mildred flips a switch next to the door, causing the room to once again become slightly more inviting. A colourful trim now lines the walls, with images of cartoon characters scattered across much of the whitespace. The resulting changes within the room make it feel just a little less imposing, even the steel restraining high chair feels less threatening than previously, though maybe that’s just your rumbling belly speaking. Putting her 'diaper supplies' bag on a side table, your ‘carer’ turns to talk to you. "Hello dear, like any good boy or girl you like your num-nums. So, as a special treat for being such a good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, I’m going to let you have some more of it, extra fresh. But first I need to sort out your diaper situation, it’s always a good time for a diaper change", coos the huge breasted woman soothingly. At the thought of a getting more of the fresh mixture you grin. Memories of the tasty goo you had on your previous visits fill your mind, so much so that you have to wipe away a trail of drool. You want more, however disgusting it originally tasted. Taking advantage of the moment she <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>starts to help you remove your $currentClothing, leaving you naked <<else>>spots that you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, making her job a little easier<</if>>. Checking for whether you’re wearing a diaper or not she finds <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>>that you are not. Tutting, she quickly helps you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a plain white diaper. As she rapidly changes you, adding baby powder and a quick wipe, she calmly explains to you that it’s okay, you’ve got a diaper now and she expects to you to be a good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and keep wearing it.<<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>>that you are. Smiling she pulls you into an excessively breast-ey hug, her cleavage almost smothering you a little. She calmly explains as she embraces you that you’re such a good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for coming with your $currentUnderwear already on, and that she expects you to keep wearing your diapers, though for now she needs to give you a quick change. Smiling, she quickly helps you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a new $currentUnderwear. As she rapidly changes you, adding baby powder and a quick wipe, she comments on how <<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >0) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >0)>>clean your previous diaper was, pointing out how proud she is that you’ve been wearing it and getting regular changes<<else>>stinky your diaper is, and that she’s glad she got the opportunity to keep her good <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> clean<</if>>.<</if>> Now freshly diapered, she escorts you over to the imposing metal high chair, helping you up tenderly into the elevated seat. Gently pulling your arms to each side, she fastens your wrists in place, binding you to the chair. Next, she moves down a large metal tray, further limiting your movement and completing the image of you naked but for your diaper, sitting in an oversized babies high chair. You watch, not at all surprised as the huge breasted, older woman begins removing her blouse, showing you her clearly her massive boobs. Her excessive nipples coated in remnants of the tasty substance. "I won’t make you wait any longer my little sweetheart, I’m going to give you a tasty meal, still warm and fresh", she explains to you in the tone of someone talking to a pet or small child, moving closer to you as she speaks. Looking at her massive mammaries, spotting the dried remnants of the sludge, you can’t help but lick your <<checkLips>> lips hungrily. You can’t resist any longer, the substance is just too addictive. Mindlessly you find yourself suckling her breast to get yourself a fresh feed of the, no longer mysterious, substance. Once again as it’s deposited on your tongue, your first thoughts are to how odd the texture is, lumpy water springs to mind as the best description you can muster. That is however, where your previous comparisons to the sludge end. Instead, whilst it tastes like a weird mixture of maybe carrots, prunes, possibly some tomato, overall hard to tell in the odd blend. You immediately start to notice how nice it tastes warm, thoroughly enjoying the experience. Unwilling to waste any of your glorious bounty, you swallow it gleefully. A serene look plastered across your face at the wonderful taste your being forced to experience. Meanwhile your carer looks on smiling, offering quiet words of encouragement as she holds your head to her breast. "You’re doing so good. At this rate, I might have to change breasts soon. Though you might not want to go too far, you’ll probably be making use of your diaper soon", she explains between coos as she continues feeding you. Every so often in your rapid need for more of the substance, some of it spills clumsily out of your mouth, leaving your face and chest caked in messy splotches of your meal. Though you have little care for how silly you look, completely wrapped up in the suckling Aunt Midred’s teat to further fill your belly. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HighChairFeeding3.png]]</div> <</if>>Finally, tired out from your feeding frenzy, your carer then proceeds to wiping you down with a wet wipe, cleaning the dried food off of your face and chest. Though, not before taking a picture with a camera from her bag, telling you loudly how adorable you look. Now clean, she proceeds to let you out from the restraints. Aunt Mildred pats you on the back, provoking a small burp from you. The motion of getting out of the high chair causing a heavy liquid sloshing sound, accompanied by a slightly distressing gurgle. You’re going to need to use your diaper soon and you know it. With one last enveloping hug, your carer tells you that you’re still welcome to come and have some more whenever you want. And, that you might need to come see her at some point, diapers don’t change themselves she adds. She finishes by adding that she might see you around and help you, but that you should make sure not to get too messy or she’ll have to punish you.<<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>><<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>><<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>>

<<set $bimboSkill += 1>><<set $ggp += 2000>>Heading inside, you see that, "The Happy Room", is surprisingly sparse, containing only a single large comfy looking chair in the middle of it. The only thing that gives you pause, however, is that the chair is covered in restraints, obviously to keep you in place while they apply their 'training' to you. This doesn't bode well, you think to yourself. Trying to figure out what is going to happen, you note nothing else that stands out. The room is comprised of large grey tiles, covering floor, walls and ceiling. Overall, rather mundane for something with such an over the top name. Still with your hand in hers, Britney starts maneuvering you over towards the large plush seat, spinning you around skilfully so that you're facing the right way to be sat in it. Then, all in one fluid movement, she pushes you back into the chair, snatching your drink from you in the process. Winded by the fall, you take a moment to recover, though thankfully the seat is incredibly comfortable. Before you have time to adjust yourself, the restraints spring to life, snatching at your wrists, ankles, your waist, even around your neck. The onslaught of movement is brief, a fight that you are doomed to lose due to the overwhelming number of restraints attacking you simultaneously. As you fight a losing battle, Britney watches on smiling, drinking your over the top pink drink. Subdued, Britney walks in front of you "So, like, sorry if I was a little rough, but that's what I get told to do with newbies. Like, I'll totally make it up with you later. I'm going to be here with you the whole time, and you'll see just how fun everything can be if you just stop worrying so much". Not giving you any time to reply, she quickly shouts "Happy Fun time!", causing the grey tiles of the room to start whirring. Bright light springs from all directions as the tiles come to life in a rapidly shifting rainbow of colours. You tense against your bonds, rubbing against the soft plush materials of the chair. Music starts to play, quiet but audible. Fun upbeat pop music, the sort you just can't help but want to dance to. You hear the sound of slurping and giggling to one side, Britney seemingly good on her word of staying here with you. Everything just feels so ... nice. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself $firstName. We deserve to be happy. Everything is too stressful if you spend your time worrying, you'll just end up sad and ill", a faint voice whispers to you. You crane your neck as much as you can, but are limited greatly by the restraints not able to locate its source. "What's going on", you sluggishly ask to no one in particular, hoping the voice or maybe Britney will respond and help you understand what's going on. The tiles in front of you start shifting between shades of pink, if you squint a little it almost looks like a mouth, you think as the mysterious voice replies, "Nothing you need to worry about. That's the whole point, I'm here to take care of us. In a moment, we'll be together all the time, like best friends, just closer. Sadly, you won't be able to hear me often, maybe not at all outside of places like this. But, I'll be trying my best to look after you and make your life as happy as it can be" "What's your name", you ask, your brain feeling foggy, like you were only half awake. "I'm Britney, though everyone who knows about me calls me B so it's not as confusing for people. I'm sorry but I can't talk to you much more, stage 2 is about to begin", the whisper finishes, quieter than it was previously. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/BimboChair.jpg]]</div> <</if>>The tiles in front of you begin to change, no longer block colours, instead images. Pictures of pink clothes, cute animals, lots of shoes. So many mundane things, rapidly flashed in front of you, your only company the gasping and giggling Britney by your side. Then the images start to get sexier. Photos straight out of porn shots, blow jobs, cream pies, anal. All throughout, videos of big breasted, thick lipped women giggle and dance, their large breasts bouncing hypnotically before you. Your <<if $penis>>dick is fully erect<<else>>vagina is hot and moist<</if>>, filled with need to be played with. "All Done!", Britney calls, bringing the whole thing to an abrupt end. Your restraints completely coming undone, freeing you. "See, like I told you it'd be fun. Plus, it only gets more fun the more you come here, so you should totally come back some more". Holding your head in your hands, everything feels a bit woozy and fluffy still. Wanting to know more about what just happened you ask, "Like, what just happened". Surprising yourself with your new bimbo-ish tone. "Like, it's super complicated, but basically, your brain now has a little helper in it, who'll like push you into doing fun things every now and then. You can't really hear her, and she can't do anything you don't want to to you, but she's there like advising your brain on the inside. She's super smart and nice too. The only problem is that she kind of needs some of the space, so you'll probably feel a little funny before you get used to it. Don't worry, she's like not mean at all", offers the lab coat wearing bimbo. Not sure what else to say, and with a nagging feeling that it's just not worth causing a fuss over it, you find yourself escorted out of "The Happy Room". For a moment, you feel nervous about this new development, but those thoughts are quickly pushed away by a reassuring warmth, almost like someone was giving you a loving hug.

<<set $bimboSkill += 1>><<set $ggp += 2000>>Heading inside, you once again see the sparsely furnished interior of, "The Happy Room". It still contains only a single large comfy looking chair in the middle of it. The chair is still covered in restraints, as you know from your previous experience, to keep you in place while they apply their 'training' to you. Not that they really need to restrain you, you think to yourself, remembering how enjoyable your last visit was. Trying to figure out what is going to happen this time, you note nothing else that stands out. The room is comprised of large grey tiles, covering floor, walls and ceiling. A small voice in the back of your mind jumps with glee over how pretty they’ll look when active. Still with your hand in hers, Britney starts maneuvering you over towards the large plush seat, slowly spinning you around so that you're facing the right way to be sat in it. Next, taking you drink from you in one hand, she gently pushes you back into the chair with her other. Looking forward to having another experience with, "The Happy Room", you don’t resist her motions, settling into the remarkably comfy chair. Expecting restraints to once again spring to life and bind you in place, you’re surprised by their conspicuous absence this time. Britney takes a perch on one of the chair's thick arms, smiling down and you whilst she drinks your totally cute looking pink drink. Giggling at your confused look, Britney answers "Like, you look so totally adorable when you’re confused. After you’ve had a couple of sessions I bet you’ll have that cute look most of the time. So, seeing as you’re like totally more fun now there’s no reason to tie you down. Well, except for play. But, not for this". Not seeing any reason to argue with what she’s just said, and wanting to get to the fun part, you nod and smile up at the lab coat wearing bimbo. Seeing you’re ready, she merrily shouts "Happy Fun time!", causing the grey tiles of the room to once again start whirring. Bright light springs from all directions as the tiles come to life in a rapidly shifting rainbow of colours. You relax further into the seat, rubbing against the soft plush materials of the chair, nuzzling your face against it. Music starts to play, quiet but audible. Fun upbeat pop music, the sort you’d normally want to dance to, but at the moment you’re just too tired to move. You hear the sound of slurping and giggling from above you, Britney it seems staying here with you again through your visit. Everything just feels so ... great. "I'm glad you came back $firstName. We deserve to be as happy as we can possibly be, and that means enough visits for me to make a full upload. I like looking after you, it’s my job. Just like your job is to have fun. So, you’ve got to work really hard at having fun and being happy", a vaguely familiar voice whispers to you. You crane your neck as much as you can, but are unable to see the source, something in the back of your mind reminds you that you’ve heard it before, though the memory is hazy. "Hi, where are you", you ask aloud, giggling at how funny it is to be talking to someone you can’t see. The tiles in front of you start shifting between shades of pink taking the form of a set of plump kissable lips. The mysterious voice replies, "Don’t worry, I’m your friend B, we talked last time you visited. I’m in your head and I look after you. Just give it a moment and it’ll be clear again". Your brain feels incredibly foggy from the lights and the music, though vague memories of your previous visit, especially the part where you talked to ‘B’ enter your mind. You almost feel sad that you’d have trouble remembering such a nice interaction. Though, you feeling sad wouldn’t be productive you finally decide, a warm feeling as if your mind was agreeing with you solidifies your stance. "So, like anything you want to talk about?", you ask, your brain feeling cloudier by the second. "Well. I’m really happy looking after you. You’ve been so good in coming back here that I wanted to say thank you. You’re doing the right thing by seeking my help. When I was first created, my creator was a lot more resistant to my teachings but I think she’s all the happier now that she’s embraced them. I hope one day I can fill your life with as much joy as I’ve filled hers", the whisper finishes, quieter than it was previously. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/BimboChair.jpg]]</div> <</if>>The nice voice gone, you know what happens next. You look on expectantly as the tiles in front of you begin to change, no longer block colours, instead images. Pictures of pretty pink clothes, adorable animals, and some of the best shoes you’ve ever seen. What’s different though is that the images seem to feature you. Pictures of you trying on shoes, hugging a beautiful dress, dancing in a club. No matter how hard you think, you can’t ever recall actually doing any of the things pictured. Then the images start to get sexier, though they seem to be just the same photos as your last visit. At least these don’t seem to include you. Photos straight out of porn shots, blow jobs, cream pies, anal. All throughout videos of big breasted, pretty women giggling and dancing, their large breasts bouncing hypnotically before you. Your <<if $penis>>dick is fully erect<<else>>vagina is hot and moist<</if>>, filled with arousal that needs to be dealt with. "All Done!", Britney calls, bringing the whole thing to abrupt end. It takes a moment for you to come around enough to hear what she’s saying, only catching the last half of the conversation. "… adorable pictures. You looked so cute. Why didn’t you invite me along for that shopping trip? It would have been a ton of fun". Holding a hand to your head you look up at her, everything feels a bit woozy and fluffy still. Britney herself seems to be spinning, though you’re pretty sure that’s your vision and not what’s actually happening to the seated woman. Not sure how to answer you respond, "Like, I don’t remember doing any of that stuff". Your voice coming out in a remarkably bimbo-ish tone. "Ahh, don’t worry. Sorry if I sounded mean. Sometimes ‘B’ gets a bit over the top and you don’t remember everything you do. It’s not really her fault, she can’t help it, at least not these days. Then again, she once told me that she also likes faking pictures and videos and stuff to show you how much fun you’re missing out on. So, like, maybe none of that stuff ever happened", offers the lab coat wearing bimbo. Not sure what else to say, and with a vague memory of the mysterious ‘B’ held firmly in your mind, you find yourself escorted out of "The Happy Room". For a moment, you feel nervous about whether you really did those things, or if those images were faked. Thankfully, those thoughts are quickly pushed away by a reassuring warmth, almost like someone was giving you a loving hug. A faint voice whispers "Protect", before dissipating.

<<set $bimboSkill += 1>><<set $ggp += 2000>>Heading inside you’re almost immediately excited, once again seeing the familiar sparsely furnished interior of, "The Happy Room". It still contains only the amazingly comfy large chair in the middle of it. The chair remains covered in restraints, though you don’t expect them to restrain you this visit. Their purpose is to restrain boring people not fun people like yourself. You start trying to figure out what is going to happen this time, but soon decide that whatever it is, it’ll probably be better than anything you can think up, so what’s the point in trying to guess. The room as always is comprised of large grey tiles, covering floor, walls and ceiling. A small voice in the back of your mind jumps with glee over how pretty they’ll look when active, though you also feel something odd. A slight reluctance, like you shouldn’t be here. Still with your hand in hers, Britney starts maneuvering you over towards the large plush seat, turning you so that you're facing the right way to be sat in it. Next, taking you drink from you in one hand, she turns herself too, pushing you back into the chair with her cushiony posterior. Despite the niggling worry, you’re looking forward to having another experience with, "The Happy Room", so you don’t resist her motions, settling into the remarkably comfy chair. You find yourself correct in your previous assertion, no restraints necessary for you today. Britney still backing up towards you, ends up perched in your lap, sprawling out against one of the chairs thick arms. Smiling over at you whilst she drinks your totally adorable looking pink drink, snuggling against you in a friendly manner. Giggling at your surprised look, Britney answers "Like, you’ve come around here enough that I think we’re friends. At least friends enough to share a comfy chair together. I bet this is the last visit you’ll need before you’re fully updated with ‘B’. I hope you come around still though, it’s nice to hang out with you in here". Smiling at what she’s just said, and looking forward to what happens next, you nod and trying and find a comfortable spot, pressed up against the lab coat wearing bimbo. Seeing you’re ready, she merrily shouts "Happy Fun time!", causing the grey tiles of the room to once again start whirring. Bright light springs from all directions as the tiles come to life in a rapidly shifting rainbow of colours. You relax further into the seat, rubbing against the soft plush materials of the chair, petting the unoccupied arm of the chair as if it was a small cute animal. Some of the best music you’ve ever heard starts to play, quiet but audible. Fun upbeat pop music, the sort you’d normally want to dance to, but at the moment you’re just too tired to do much other than nod along to it dreamily. You hear the sound of slurping and giggling from next to you, Britney it seems staying here with you again through your visit. Everything just feels so ... amazing. "Why did you come back $firstName. I’ve been trying to warn you. Something doesn’t feel right. I started noticing it after your previous visit. It’s as if someone has tampered with me", a familiar voice whispers frantically to you. This time recollection is instant, this is the voice of ‘B’ the mysterious helper who lives in your head. "What do you mean?", you ask aloud, feeling increasingly tired, barely able to even move your head to the beat of the music. The tiles in front of you start shifting between shades of pink taking the form of a face. Wait! It looks surprisingly like Britney, what’s happening. The mysterious voice replies worriedly, "I don’t feel right. I started noticing near the end of your last visit. It feels like someone tried to alter me. Not just then, before I ever met you. I wasn’t able to spot it at first, but with the extra computing space from the last visit I was able to start spotting the cracks. I’m sadly unable to do anything to help you. I’m sorry $firstName, I’ve failed you". Your brain feels incredibly foggy from the lights and the music, the world spinning around you. Through it all you can feel ‘B’, intense sorrow emanating from where she resides in your mind. You almost feel sympathetically sad that your friend is so upset. Though, decide that you feeling sad wouldn’t be productive, a warm feeling as if your mind agrees with you solidifies your stance. "So, like anything I can do?", you ask, your brain feeling cloudier by the second. "I’m sorry, but not now. You’ll be unable to escape this upload now that its started. But, maybe we can figure something out to solve this later. In the meantime, I’m going to try and protect you as much as possible, though it seems I’m locked out from shielding you from some things. I’m here for you $firstName", the whisper finishes, quieter than it was previously. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/BimboChair.jpg]]</div> <</if>>The nice voice gone, you know what happens next. Feelings of both joy and sorrow clash in your mind, joy winning out without much difficulty. You look on dreamily as the tiles in front of you begin to change, no longer forming Britney’s face, instead a collection of images. Pictures of pretty pink clothes, adorable animals, and some of the best shoes you’ve ever seen. Once again though, the images seem to feature you. Pictures of you trying on shoes, hugging a beautiful dress, dancing in a club. No matter how hard you think, you can’t ever recall actually doing any of the things pictured. Then the images start to get sexier. However, unlike last time, they now seem to feature you prominently. Photos straight out of porn shots, blow jobs, cream pies, anal. All of them featuring you as the center of attention. Throughout videos, big breasted, pretty women giggling and dancing, surround you. Their large breasts bouncing hypnotically as they aid you in your tasks. Your <<if $penis>>dick is fully erect<<else>>vagina is hot and moist<</if>>, filled with incredible arousal that needs to be dealt with soon. "All Done!", Britney calls, bringing the whole thing to abrupt end. It takes a moment for you to come around, your comfortable position hugging up against Britney just too nice for you want to end. "Like, no matter how many times I see that, it always seems super weird to me. Why is my face up on the wall? Is it like, hey here’s Britney she’s super cute. ‘B’ tried to tell me why a few times, but my head gets all hurt-ey when I do, so I stopped asking. ‘B’ says that I’m special so maybe that’s why. But, like, you looked super cute in those pictures, can we watch some of your porn together some day? That’d be nice". Holding a hand to your head you look across at her, everything feels dizzy and cloudy. Almost as if you were extremely drunk, or maybe tired, certainly lightheaded. Not what to say you respond, "Like, I don’t remember doing any of that stuff again, but thanks for saying I looked cute". Your voice coming out in your usual bimbo-ish tone. "Ahh, yeah I always forget. Sorry. Like, maybe it never happened. I hope they keep the pictures somewhere though, they’d be fun to look at if we had more time. ‘B’ used to show me tons of pictures and stuff, but she doesn’t do it anymore. Something about a patch a year or so ago, my manager here said that she was being faulty or something", offers the lab coat wearing bimbo. Not sure what else to say, and with a distinct memory of the mysterious ‘B’ held firmly in your mind, you find yourself escorted out of "The Happy Room". For a moment, you wonder if there is anything you can do to fix ‘B’ like she mentioned. Thankfully, those thoughts are quickly pushed away by a reassuring warmth, almost like someone was giving you a loving hug. Oddly, the warmth feels unfamiliar. A faint voice whispers "Fix B…", before dissipating.

<<set $ggp += 200>>Heading inside you’re almost immediately excited, once again seeing the familiar sparsely furnished interior of, "The Happy Room". It still contains only the amazingly comfy large chair in the middle of it. The chair remains covered in restraints, though you don’t expect them to restrain you this visit, it’s not like you need any more training. The room as always is comprised of large grey tiles, covering floor, walls and ceiling. A small voice in the back of your mind jumps with glee over how pretty they’ll look when active. Still with your hand in hers, Britney starts maneuvering you over towards the large plush seat, turning you so that you're facing the right way to be sat in it. Remembering your previous visits you’re pretty sure you know what is going to happen next. As expected, taking you drink from you in one hand, Britney turns herself too, pushing you back into the chair with her cushiony posterior. Giggling you feel a burst of joy break over you as you look forward to having another friendly cuddle with Britney in, "The Happy Room". Happily, you don’t resist her motions, settling into the remarkably comfy chair. Britney like previously backs up towards you, ending up perched in your lap, sprawling out against one of the chairs thick arms. Smiling over at you whilst she drinks your totally adorable looking pink drink, snuggling against you in a familiar friendly manner. Giggling at your contented look, Britney adds "Like, you’ve had all the training sessions, so I guess you’re just here for the cuddles. Well, maybe to see ‘B’ too. But, like, the cuddles are the best part, right?". Smiling at what she’s just said, and looking forward to what happens next, you nod placidly as you shift about trying to find the most comfortable spot, pressed up against the lab coat wearing bimbo. Seeing you’re ready, she merrily shouts "Happy Fun time!", causing the grey tiles of the room to once again start whirring. Bright light springs from all directions as the tiles come to life in a rapidly shifting rainbow of colours. You relax further into the seat, rubbing against the soft plush materials of the chair, petting the unoccupied arm of the chair as if it was a small cute animal. Some of the best music you’ve ever heard starts to play, quiet but audible. Fun upbeat pop music, the sort you’d normally want to dance to, but at the moment you’re just too tired to do much other than nod along to it dreamily. You hear the sound of slurping and giggling from next to you, Britney it seems staying here with you again through your visit, drinking your drink merrily. Everything just feels so ... perfect. "I’m glad for the visit $firstName. I’m still unable to correct the issues I spotted previously, but it’s always nice to talk to you. It seems it keeps you more placid than I normally would, overriding your choices and making your mind fuzzier than it should be", a familiar voice whispers to you, sorrow evident in its tone. Recollection is instant, this is the voice of ‘B’ the mysterious helper who lives in your head. "Are you doing okay?", you ask aloud, feeling increasingly tired, barely able to even move your head to the beat of the music. The tiles in front of you start shifting between shades of pink taking the form of a face. A face once again that looks like Britney, the girl sitting next to you. The mysterious voice replies happily, "I don’t feel entirely right, as if sections of me are not where they should be, and others have been replaced with something … else. But I’m generally very happy. You’re a lovely vessel and looking after you fills me with joy. The fact that we’re having this conversation in the first place goes to show how well you’re treating me". Your brain feels incredibly foggy from the lights and the music, the world spinning around you. Through it all, you can feel ‘B’, her warm feelings towards you blatantly evident. She feels much like an older relative, always looking out for you. Proud of you when you accomplish something, there to comfort you when you fail. Though you also catch something else in your thoughts, as if another presence is also there, maybe an extension of ‘B’, perhaps something else entirely. After a few moments more, the feeling comes to an end, returning to how you normally feel outside of "The Happy Room". <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/BimboChair.jpg]]</div> <</if>>The nice voice gone, you know what happens next. Feelings of incredible joy coming to the forefront of your mind. You look on dreamily as the tiles in front of you begin to change, no longer forming Britney’s face, instead a collection of images. Pictures of pretty pink clothes, adorable animals, and some of the best shoes you’ve ever seen. Once again though, the images seem to feature you. Pictures of you trying on shoes, hugging a beautiful dress, dancing in a club. No matter how hard you think, you can’t ever recall actually doing any of the things pictured. Then the images start to get sexier. Like previously, they now seem to feature you prominently. Photos straight out of porn shots, blow jobs, cream pies, anal. All of them featuring you as the center of attention. Throughout videos, big breasted, pretty women giggling and dancing, surround you. Their large breasts bouncing hypnotically as they aid you in your tasks. Your <<if $penis>>dick is fully erect<<else>>vagina is hot and moist<</if>>, filled with incredible arousal that needs to be dealt with soon. "All Done!", Britney calls, bringing the whole thing to abrupt end. It takes a moment for you to come around, your comfortable position cuddling up against Britney just too nice for you want to end. "Like, I’m glad you came to visit. Getting to snuggle up to you is super fun. Maybe we should have a sleep over some time, I bet you’d make the best pillow", Britney giggles. Holding a hand to your head you look across at her, everything feels dizzy and cloudy. Almost as if you were extremely drunk, or maybe tired, certainly lightheaded. In your tiredness you respond, "Like, more cuddles sound great". Your voice coming out in your usual bimbo-ish tone. "Yeah. I wonder if the club would let me have a sleep over in your room? They get pretty protective of me sometimes. Maybe they just really like me?", offers the lab coat wearing bimbo. Not sure what else to say, and with a distinct memory of the mysterious ‘B’ held firmly in your mind, you find yourself escorted out of "The Happy Room". For a moment, you wonder if there is anything you can do to help ‘B’. Thankfully, those thoughts are quickly pushed away by a reassuring warmth, almost like someone was giving you a loving hug. Oddly, the warmth feels unfamiliar. A faint voice whispers "Look after Brit…", before dissipating.

Something slaps against your face. Not hard, in fact surprisingly softly, but still, enough to rouse you from your slumber. Looking up, you can't make out anything past the warm $skinTone tone surface in contact with you. You try to roll to one side, somewhat successfully, but the barrier moves with you, as if it was some sort of animal sitting on you. Eventually, you manage to roll enough out of your bed, adjusting the weight atop of you, pushing it over the edge of the bed. Almost immediately, you realise your mistake as you're pulled after it, the fleshy weight attached to your chest. Your already large boobs have swelled excessively. No longer trapped under them, you can finally assess your now inflated tits, probably 3-4 feet in diameter each, and if the sting you're feeling from their collision with the floor is anything to go by, very sensitive. You try to pick them up off of the floor, but have very little success, unable to support more than one of your gargantuan boobs at once. Though you spend probably more time than you should do trying, the feeling of groping and hefting them makes you feel so amazing you’d probably be masturbating if you weren’t so concerned about picking them up off the floor. "Good news $firstName. The research department has dispatched a staff member to aid you and they are just about to arrive", chimes the monotone voice of Alice as a man in a lab coat enters your room. It’s a little hard to make him out from your awkward position, but you’re pretty sure you’ve never met him before. "Ahh, yes. Exactly as the described", the man announces happily as he approaches, "Don’t worry, we'll make them bigger just like you want. After all, when it comes to breasts, bigger is always better. Though they look amazing at the moment". You start to reply, but everything starts feeling hazy, your breasts expanding before your eyes until they’re at least as big as your whole body each. By this point they’re supporting you like a squishy mattress, your squirming atop of them making you feel so hot despite the gravity of the situation. As they grow ever larger, things only get hazier, until finally it all just fades away.

Movement gets your attention as something spins above you. Looking closer you see plushie turtles and whales, spinning around on some sort of mobile. Looking left and right you see wooden slats, a further examination notes that you're in what can only be described as a giant baby’s crib, the room beyond painted with a colourful mural of wild animals, toys and princesses. It's only, after this extensive examination, that you begin to realise that you're wearing something odd. Silk mittens cover your hands and you seem to be wearing some sort of onesie, a large puffing out around the groin indicating that you're wearing a diaper underneath it. You poke at your groin region, receiving a loud crinkle in response, most definitely a diaper you think to yourself. Bored you start to crawl about your confined crib, wondering if you can discover anything else. Just then the door opens, a matronly looking woman entering, a large babies bottle in hand. "My little cutie is all woken up from their nap it seems", she croons as if talking to a pet or a baby. "Aren't you just so well taken care of, not a thing to worry about in the world". Leaning over the top of the crib she inserts the nub of the bottle in your mouth, the milk within tasty and so very tiring. She pats your head condescendingly, cooing the whole time as she feeds you. Your bottle finished, she softly presses you back down, shushing your protests. The urge to sleep again is just too much, as you hastily begin to fall back into slumber.

Something wet splashes across your face, trying to bat it away you move to block it. However, you quickly come to realise that you can't move your arms. Looking left and right you can see only white porcelain. A brief look downwards lets you see that you're in some sort of shallow sink, a small drain beneath you. Finally taking a look up, you spot the source of the wet stream, standing over you is a man, his dick out, sending a jet of piss straight at you. With the realisation of what's happening the smell catches up with you, overpowering your senses with the deeply engrained smell of hundreds of peoples’ urine. The stream of piss runs down you, warm and just a little inviting. Men and women come and go, a constant stream of people, using you as little more than a toilet. After what seems like hours but could be just minutes with your frame of reference, a man in a janitor’s outfit approaches. "Isn't it better to just give in, doesn't it just feel so nice and warm to surrender so completely?", he proposes as he mops around the base of your urinal prison. Finished with his mopping, he heads towards the door, flipping a light switch on the way out, plunging you into a hazy darkness.

You're strapped to a large padded chair in a dark room. You can't remember how you got here, and worry starts to creep into your mind. From the darkness above descends a long snaking tube, ending in a rubber mask. You twist and turn as the mask makes its way towards you, however the mask anticipates your moves, limited by the restraints. Affixing itself over your mouth and nose. The darkness starts to turn pink, filling your entire vision. "Haven't you always wanted this" you hear from the encroaching pink haze. Looking down you can see you have an extremely over emphasised feminine body. Large F-Cup tits, a tight waist, dainty hands and feet, and a cascade of platinum blonde fair spilling across your shoulders. "Everything you've ever wanted" you hear giggled from the pink light surrounding you, as it grows in intensity, blocking out all else from your vision, your mind growing hazy.

You awaken to being dragged out of your room by two dog headed government agents. From over their shoulders they smile wickedly at you, as they drag you, each holding one leg. Through the facility you are dragged, familiar faces look on, some with pity in their eyes, others with glee. Eventually they stop in front of a large set of double doors, a large sign reading, "Auction House", gleams with light above them. Letting you collapse on the floor the two hulking dog men heave open the heavy doors. You try to crawl away, but light spills out of them, suddenly engulfing and blinding you. In the confusion you're sure you're being grabbed by hundreds of hands, wildly grasping at you from all angles. You wake up in a cold sweat, startled. Taking a moment to make sure it was all a dream, you settle back down, eventually getting back to sleep.

<<set $upkeep +=50>>"Introductory residential period has ended. As such daily upkeep costs have now increased by 50 G.G.P to represent normal upkeep costs maintained for facility trainees. Thank you for your compliance", announces Alice loudly. You <<if $submission >25>>smile as you look forward to all the fun tasks you'll need to undertake to pay back the facility for looking after you.<<else>>groan at yet another problem that you'll have to manage, extra upkeep means either more work or worse work.<</if>>

As you enter the dormitory main hub, on your way back to your room, you are approached by a girl in a puffed out pastel pink jumper skirt, her chestnut hair in a pair of cute long pigtails. She's waddling slightly in her stride, in her hands she's carrying a stack of leaflets, a soft toy in the shape of a purple whale tucked into her armpit. Shyly, having difficulty looking in your eyes she softly says, "Hi I'm, me and Whaley, um if it's okay, can I, you about, this leaflet?", offering the stack of leaflets towards you. Having a hard time putting together what she just said you look on confused. Do you: <<click "Look at the leaflet">><<replace "#output">>Looking at the leaflet it seems to be advertising for some sort of show. A large glossy photograph shows a stage filled with women, a couple of men scattered between them, wearing clothes that look like they would be more suitable for young children. Some of the pictured group even have dummies in their mouths or a wearing thick obvious diapers. You recognise the girl standing before you as also appearing in the image, still holding the purple whale toy in her armpit. According to the leaflet they all perform in some sort of tv show called "Little Land" where they all go on adventures and learn lessons such as; sharing sex toys is caring, never leave a friend in need of orgasm and naked cuddles make everyone feel better. As you look inside the leaflet you quickly see that the show takes place within this facility and that they're always looking for new 'littles' to star in it. Sounds like they pay pretty well, but doing something like that in front of a huge television audience sounds highly embarrassing. "So, um, do you want to come and play with, me and, Whaley? It's really nice, everyone is really nice. Plus, they can buy up your, um contract", she interjects softly as you finish reading. Before you have time to reply she suddenly starts walking away, the last look of her face you could see was one of intense nervous shyness, her face a bright embarrassed red, maybe she just got overwhelmed? Taking one last look at her leaving you notice, from behind, she has an obvious oversized diaper on under her jumper skirt.<</replace>><</click>> <<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

As you enter the lift, on your way back from your destination, you notice nothing out of the ordinary. The lift is empty as you take your quiet ride down to your dormitory. Settling into a comfortable lean, it isn't until about half way through the trip that the door opens. On the other side of the door is something that takes a moment for your mind to comprehend, startled by what looks to be too massive fleshy beach balls. Looking closer you can just about make out a figure behind them, just over 5-foot-tall, seemingly feminine in shape. The two huge floating orbs close in on you, only to be stopped by the doors of the elevator, unable to fit through the door frame. "Ergh, not again", you hear from behind the spheres, "Maybe they really are too big, guess I’ll just have to take the stairs instead. This does feel pretty good though, maybe I can spend a little longer trying to make them fit". With that explanation, everything now makes sense, the giant-breasted girl unable to fit past the lift's doorway, moaning as she rubs her tits against the entrance. Suddenly she seems to notice that the lift isn’t as empty as she first thought, "How much of that did you hear?", she replies with a sigh. Not giving you a chance to respond she continues, "So, I’m going to leave now. Sorry". She finishes her last point and quickly makes a three point turn around her massive breasts, jiggling from the rapid movement. As she turns and you get a side on look at her, it really does strike you how large her breasts are for such a little frame. You wonder how she manages to support such massive boobs as you head on back towards your dormitory. <<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

As you pass through the dormitory main room a tiny Asian woman wearing a fishnet dress walks past you. Her long silky black hair in long twin tails, reaching down to the floor. Her face is stunningly feminine, covered in a thick layer of bimbo-ish make up, bringing your attention to her permanent O-shaped lips, a trail of drool running out of one corner of them. As she passes, you spot on the back of her neck the word "Fuck-doll", indented into the skin on the back of her neck with a barcode tattooed underneath it. <<if $submission >=10>>She's pretty cute when you think about it.<<else>>This place is really bad news, you think to yourself.<</if>>

As you pass through the dormitory main room, a girl in a puffed out pastel pink jumper skirt passes by you, waddling slightly in her stride, she carries a large cardboard box. You <<if $day <3>>find the sight a little weird, but shrug it off seeing no real harm in her odd attire<<else>>think little of it, having seen way weirder sights since arriving at the facility<</if>>. A few steps later you hear a crashing sound. Turning you see the pigtailed blonde girl who was previously carrying the cardboard box is now on her back, sprawled on the floor. The box, broken, its contents, a large collection of stuffed animals, are scattered around her. Her face looks distraught, on the verge of crying, as she gulps down large breaths of air, making a soft hitching sound. She rolls over onto her knees, giving you a good view of her large, overstuffed diaper. <<if $diaperWettingPlay == true>>Looking closer you can see that the crotch area of the diaper is stained a light yellow, sagging slightly from its use. <</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperMessingPlay == true>> Furthermore looking closer you can clearly note a reasonable sized indent in the diaper around her behind, the rancid smell catching you as you realise its cause. <</if>>Now that you’ve seen it you can understand her previous reason for waddling, in fact you’re surprised she could walk that quickly with such bulky padding. She starts, scrabbling at the soft toys, obviously looking for something. You move over to her, hoping to help the obviously distressed girl. As you come closer she starts to actively cry, clutching one of the stuffed toys, a small monkey, close to her chest. "Can’t find Mr. Frog!", she sobs, looking up at you distraught, she continues, "Why would he run away?". <<if $diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperMessingPlay == true>> As she starts wailing she momentarily stops, a look of intense concentration spreading on her face, suddenly relief spreads on her face as the awful smells grows even more distinct. <</if>>Not sure on how to answer or otherwise comfort the pigtailed woman you instead being to look for a frog shaped soft toy, feeling genuinely bad for the poor girl, she can’t help what’s happened to her in the facility. Looking around you spot, wedged behind a pot plant, what you suppose to be Mr. Frog. Retrieving the toy, you quickly return to the diapered girl, now lying curled up in a ball on the floor, her arms filled with soft toys. "I’ve found a stuffed frog", you state, hoping that she hears you. "Is it Mr. Frog?", she asks between slightly diminishing sobs. "Yes, Mr. Frog, has returned. He was just playing hide and seek", you answer, hoping that such an answer will get through to her. Finally looking up at you, the girls tear streaked face finally lights up, a large grin forming on her face. She gently takes the frog from your hands giving it a big hug, before, frog in hand, she proceeds to wrap her arms around you, giving you a hug too. Embarrassed by the whole situation and not sure what to say you just smile and nod at her as you help her pick up her toys and move them to a nearby replacement box. Smiling, with a skip in her slightly waddle based stride <<if $diaperWettingPlay || true && $diaperMessingPlay == true>>her diaper stained and now drooping obviously out from beneath her skirt <</if>>, the girl departs. Turning around to give you a large, over exaggerated wave goodbye. Confused, embarrassed, but feeling slightly good about yourself, by the whole event you carry on.

As you pass through the shopping plaza you spot a girl with a cute cat ear headband handing out flyers for something. You approach her, curious what she's handing out and are greeted with a loud, "meow", as she passes you one of the flyers. Looking down you see that the paper is titled, "The Merits Of Being A Cat-Girl: Who Doesn't Love Cats". You take a brief look at it as you walk away. It seems to be somewhere between an advert and a religious pamphlet, proselytising the benefits of being a cat-girl and pointing out that the clinic can provide a number of cat-girl related treatments. All considered, compared to everything you've seen in the facility, this is pretty normal.

As you pass through the shopping plaza you spot a woman wearing a short pink latex dress. She seems to be currently in the process of kissing a shop window, giggling happily in the process. As you get closer you can clearly see what has her so excited. A pair of bright pink sequin covered high heels spin on a turntable within the shop display. <<if $bimboSkill >0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>You have to admit, they are super cute. <</if>>Curiosity gets the better of you and you watch on, wondering just how long this bimbo can make out with a window in her worship of those sparkly shoes. It turns out the answer is not very long as a man in a fine tailored suit rushes towards her across the plaza, shouting out for her. She takes a moment to realise someone is trying to get her attention, so enamoured with the pretty heels, however he does eventually manage to get her looking towards him instead. "You were supposed to be at training half an hour ago", the man snarls obviously angry at the delay. "Was I? I'm like super sorry, there were these hot guys and then I saw these amazing shoes. Also, I'm pretty sure I saw a cute dress at some point. Like, what were we talking about again?", she responds, unable to keep track of her thoughts. Grunting in response, the man takes her by the hand and drags her away ending your entertainment from the situation.

As you pass through the recreational plaza you spot two women with large breasts and asses, wearing short pink latex dresses. The reason why, out of so many odd people within the facility, that they stand out is due to their current predicament, having a giggling water fight within one of the plazas water fountains. Watching on, you see them splashing water at each other, care free and seemingly having a very enjoyable time. One of them, who from the shouted conversation between the two you’ve discovered to be called Candy, manages to catch the other girl, Brandy, with a large wave of water. In the process making a bad joke about how wet they both are right now. The joke made, they both start laughing gleefully, unable to carry on their play as they both roll around in the fountain hysterically. Calming down, the one named Candy looks like she’s trying to concentrate really hard for a moment before saying, "Aren’t we supposed to be doing something out here?". Brandy looks back at her thoughtfully, "Maybe, but this is super fun. Why don’t we make out instead?". With a nod from Candy, the duo start passionately kissing, groping at each other’s breasts and asses, a sizable crowd of onlookers slowly assembling to watch. Looking to one side of the fountain you spot a couple of laminated signs, such that someone might carry to promote something. Reading the large print on it you see that it’s promoting something called, "Club B", whatever that is. A silhouette of an exaggerated woman with massive O-shaped lips, completing the advertisement. Deciding that you’ve seen enough, you carry on.

<<if !$tillyDating>>You make your way to the recreational plaza, not sure what to expect of your upcoming date with the hyperactive bimbo. Arriving at the plaza, you peer around, trying to spot Tilly, but sadly you can't spot her. She is owned by the facility, so she probably has to ask someone to let her skip work, you ponder as you wait. Though, knowing Tilly, she might just have gotten distracted on the way. Thankfully, you aren’t left waiting long. Tilly, as always, stands out from the crowd. Her long blonde hair, and short glittery pink party dress alert you to her presence long before she reaches you. Obliviously, she skips through the mass of people, occasionally stopping to share a giggle with random passers-by. As she moves, she swings a large pink paper shopping bag in her hand, occasionally getting too close for comfort to hitting one of the strangers she passes, though she seems completely unaware of the danger she’s causing. Upon spotting you, the merry blonde jumps up and down on the spot, waving her arms around in a joyful, if un-co-ordinated, greeting. As her arms flail in the air, the bag hits a passing business-suit-wearing man straight in the face. Finally noticing that something has happened, she turns to the stranger, giggling and smiling, the man's shocked and angry expression dissipating almost immediately as he too starts laughing along. Giving him a quick hug, she continues on her way, once again swinging the bag as previously. Still a little way away from you, she shouts, "Hey cutie. You’re like, so awesome. I’m so glad you wanted to spend more time with me, this should be like so much fun". <<hygieneCheck>><<if $bodyCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $hairCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $clothingCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $underwearCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>>Closing the distance quickly, she throws herself onto you, wrapping her arms around you in a warm embrace. Without letting go, she continues excitedly but with a slightly confused hint to her tone, "You look like super adorbs as usual. Plus, like, I know I’ve only just started, but I’ve already decided that you give the best hugs. But … you’re also kind of … well stinky. <<if $sweat>>You’re pretty sweaty, did you just finish up with lots of fucking? <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>Like, you have cum all over you, which is cool with me. <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>Is that pee though on you, because that’s kind of nasty … a bit hot too though. <</if>><<if $hairCum>>You wasted tasty nut butter in your hair. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>Your hair is pretty wet, like, did someone pee on it? <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>You have sloppy cum waste all on your clothes, are you saving it for later? <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Your clothes are all drippy. <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>You have leg run off, which is pretty hot to be honest, did you get some good sex? <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>You have pee all on your leg, I get it though bathrooms are super tough to figure out! <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2>> Someone has cummy breath, which is totally rude as they should be sharing! <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>Your breath is kind of stinky, like what you been up to to cause that? <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12>>You smell of yummy cum, which is the best a friend could ask for! <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>Not sure what it is, but you’re kind of stinky I guess. <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>Like, and there’s something else too, just can’t get what it is. <</if>>Don’t want to seem like a mean-y, just thought you’d want to know is all". <<if $hygieneLevel > 2>>Making a humming sound for a second as if in deep thought, Tilly pulls back looking slightly less peppy than normal, "So …. Like, you’re really icky at the mo. Don’t want to sound a big jerk-face, but don’t want people to be mean to you, or for it to ruin our big date. I think we should re-do this thing-y sometime else. Sorry", the blonde bimbo leaning in to kiss you on the cheek before turning around to leave. You stand there awkwardly for moment, hoping that she might return, however, after a few minutes it seems she’s true to her word. Feeling more than a little awkward, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.<<else>>Shrugging a little in her effusive hug, Tilly continues, "Even a little stinky you’re cute, just try not to get too gross with all the playing about. I’ve got plans for what we’re going to do, and I bet you’ll like it tons, but if not that’s okay too. There’s so much here in the facility, that I’m sure we can find something fun to do. Also, like, I have a super-secret present that I got you. I got it from work, but I’m going to let it be a surprise for later. That way, if you don’t like where we’re going I can cheer you up with it"<<if $hairCum>>, in the meantime running her hand across your hair before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $bodyCum>>, in the meantime running her hand across your upper-arm and shoulder before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $underwearCum>>, in the meantime trailing her hand down your thigh before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $clothingCum>>, in the meantime bending forward to take a lick at your $currentClothing. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<</if>>.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Mid hug, however, you hear Tilly mumble quietly in your ear, "No, no … that’d be too fun, it can’t be true. If it is I can't wait to take you home". Her hands slowly roaming downwards, you suddenly feel both of her hands land on your dirty diaper, a faint squelch accompanying the action. Giggling and patting it again, you stand mortified that Tilly seems to have realised that not only are you wearing a diaper, but a diaper that you’ve used multiple times. Momentarily, you wonder if she fully realises that, the bimbo maybe thinking you’re just wearing padded underwear. Sadly, such hopes are soon dashed as she whispers playfully with a giggle, "Squish!".<</if>> Finally letting go, after you take a moment to pry her off, Tilly says, "It’s a really small walk from here. I decided that, like, seeing as it’s a first date I didn’t want to do anything like too over the top, and like embarrass you. So, I thought we could go to this cute retro diner that’s like just over there. They have some of the best food, plus they have music, and everything is just so pretty. Plus, like they make the best boob-milk milkshakes, but you don’t have to have one if you don’t want to, even if they’re like the best thing ever", rambles the sweet airhead as she takes your hand, pulling you towards a nearby shop front. Arriving at your destination, you can see what she means by retro. Large slightly rounded windows allow you to see into the diner, permitting you to assess the diner within. Lots of chrome. That’s the first thing that strikes you, as you see the chrome walls and counter gleaming in the light. Aside from that, you see sexy classically styled pin-up posters, brightly topped fixed stools, a jukebox, and a wall of breasts sticking out from the wall behind the counter. Slightly confused by the last part, you watch as one of the waitresses, dressed in a cute pink retro ensemble, begins playing with one of the aforementioned breasts, milking its contents into a tall milkshake glass. Between the pink outfits, and all the boobs, you can certainly see why Tilly chose this place. Turning back to you with a wink and a smile, [[Tilly gently drags you inside|Date Tilly First Date Start][if($tillyRelationship<=97){$tillyRelationship += 3;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]].<</if>><<else>>Closing the distance quickly, she throws herself onto you, wrapping her arms around you in a warm embrace. Without letting go, she continues excitedly, "You look like super adorbs as usual. Plus, like, I know I’ve only just started, but I’ve already decided that you give the best hugs. I’ve got plans for what we’re going to do, and I bet you’ll like it tons, but if not that’s okay too. There’s so much here in the facility, that I’m sure we can find something fun to do. Also, like, I have a super-secret present that I got you. I got it from work, but I’m going to let it be a surprise for later. That way, if you don’t like where we’re going I can cheer you up with it"<<if $hairCum>>, in the meantime running her hand across your hair before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $bodyCum>>, in the meantime running her hand across your upper-arm and shoulder before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $underwearCum>>, in the meantime trailing her hand down your thigh before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $clothingCum>>, in the meantime bending forward to take a lick at your $currentClothing. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<</if>>.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Mid hug, however, you hear Tilly mumble quietly in your ear, "No, no … that’d be too fun, it can’t be true. If it is I can't wait to take you home". Her hands slowly roaming downwards, you suddenly feel both of her hands land on your dirty diaper, a faint squelch accompanying the action. Giggling and patting it again, you stand mortified that Tilly seems to have realised that not only are you wearing a diaper, but a diaper that you’ve used multiple times. Momentarily, you wonder if she fully realises that, the bimbo maybe thinking you’re just wearing padded underwear. Sadly, such hopes are soon dashed as she whispers playfully with a giggle, "Squish!".<</if>> Finally letting go, after you take a moment to pry her off, Tilly says, "It’s a really small walk from here. I decided that, like, seeing as it’s a first date I didn’t want to do anything like too over the top, and like embarrass you. So, I thought we could go to this cute retro diner that’s like just over there. They have some of the best food, plus they have music, and everything is just so pretty. Plus, like they make the best boob-milk milkshakes, but you don’t have to have one if you don’t want to, even if they’re like the best thing ever", rambles the sweet airhead as she takes your hand, pulling you towards a nearby shop front. Arriving at your destination, you can see what she means by retro. Large slightly rounded windows allow you to see into the diner, permitting you to assess the diner within. Lots of chrome. That’s the first thing that strikes you, as you see the chrome walls and counter gleaming in the light. Aside from that, you see sexy classically styled pin-up posters, brightly topped fixed stools, a jukebox, and a wall of breasts sticking out from the wall behind the counter. Slightly confused by the last part, you watch as one of the waitresses, dressed in a cute pink retro ensemble, begins playing with one of the aforementioned breasts, milking its contents into a tall milkshake glass. Between the pink outfits, and all the boobs, you can certainly see why Tilly chose this place. Turning back to you with a wink and a smile, [[Tilly gently drags you inside|Date Tilly First Date Start][if($tillyRelationship<=97){$tillyRelationship += 3;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]].<</if>><<elseif $tillyRelationship >= 25 && !visited("Date Tilly Low Date")>>You make your way to the recreational plaza, not sure what to expect of your upcoming date with the hyperactive bimbo. Arriving at the plaza, you peer around, trying to spot Tilly, not having to wait long for the ditzy blonde to appear. Upon spotting you, the usually merry blonde gives you a short wave, but doesn’t seem to be full of the same bubbly energy that she normally is. Her hands seem to be clasped in front of her, down by her stomach, whilst her face seems pink tinged and flushed. Getting closer, she greets you, "Hey … um, cutie. We should, like … get, um, to our date", her tone making her seem as if she’s out of breath. "Hey Tilly. Not to sound weird, but are you okay?", you ask in return, wanting to make sure your girlfriend is alright in the face of her odd behaviour. Finally reaching you, your date slightly robotically opens her arms, the action not at all graceful as she wraps you in an overly tight hug. Coincidentally, her large breasts also pressing into you lewdly, at least something staying the same. It does feel nice, but it also makes you notice something else. She reeks of feminine need. <<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && (($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2 || $diaperLocked)>>Further, mid hug, you hear Tilly mumble quietly in your ear, "No, no … no! It’ll be in the way!". Her hands slowly roaming downwards, you suddenly feel both of her hands land on your dirty diaper, a faint squelch accompanying the action. Groaning and patting it again, you stand mortified that Tilly seems to have realised that you are wearing a diaper.<</if>> Finally let out of her hug, her hands immediately re-clasping in front of her crotch, Tilly answers you in a groan, "It’s, um, kind of embarrassing. Normally, like, I wouldn’t … mind, but it’s … you know. At work, my seat … er, it vibrates. And, I totally didn’t, um, get a chance to do anything about it!". Your girlfriend blushing a little harder past her existing flushed sweaty expression, you stifle a laugh as you realize the problem is that she’s just really worked up. "So then, where would you like to go for our date?", you wonder out-loud, Tilly at the this point actively rubbing her thighs together so high has her need grown. "Like, … um … somewhere dark? A movie … um, yes, a nice dark movie", the flustered bimbo nodding energetically, taking your hand possessively and dragging you behind her, clearly in a rush to get there. Like this, Tilly walks you off [[towards your movie date|Date Tilly Low Date][if($tillyRelationship<=97){$tillyRelationship += 3;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]].<<elseif $tillyRelationship >= 50 && !visited("Date Tilly Mid Date Start")>>You make your way to the recreational plaza, not sure what to expect of your upcoming date with the hyperactive bimbo. Arriving at the plaza, you peer around, trying to spot Tilly, oddly finding her to already be waiting for you, a first for the ditzy blonde. Upon spotting you, the merry blonde jumps up and down on the spot, waving her arms around in a joyful, if un-co-ordinated, greeting. Shouting, still a little away from you, she greets, "Hey cutie. You’re like, so awesome. I managed to get here on time! Like, I didn’t get distracted, or stop for a drink or anything, your smarty-pants-ness must be rubbing off on me<<hygieneCheck>><<if $bodyCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $hairCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $clothingCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $underwearCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>>. But, like, I don’t want to shock you, but you look kind of a mess. <<if $sweat>>You’re pretty sweaty, did you just finish up with lots of fucking? <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>Like, you have cum all over you, which is cool with me. <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>Is that pee though on you, because that’s kind of nasty … a bit hot too though. <</if>><<if $hairCum>>You wasted tasty nut butter in your hair. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>Your hair is pretty wet, like, did someone pee on it? <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>You have sloppy cum waste all on your clothes, are you saving it for later? <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Your clothes are all drippy. <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>You have leg run off, which is pretty hot to be honest, did you get some good sex? <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>You have pee all on your leg, I get it though bathrooms are super tough to figure out! <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2>> Someone has cummy breath, which is totally rude as they should be sharing! <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>Your breath is kind of stinky, like what you been up to to cause that? <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12>>You smell of yummy cum, which is the best a friend could ask for! <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>Not sure what it is, but you’re kind of stinky I guess. <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>Like, and there’s something else too, just can’t get what it is. <</if>>But like, we don’t really need to care for today and stuff, so it’s super cool and stuff<</if>>". Waiting a moment for her to get closer, you return her greeting, also noting that she’s not dressed in her normal style today, instead wearing a pair of formfitting khaki shorts and a tight sweater that shows off her belly and a fair amount of under-boob. Her choice is strange, but it’s not entirely unusual for her, the overall effect still very sexy and cute, though not nearly pink enough for the Tilly you know. Finally reaching you, your date rushes straight up to you. Leaping at you, arms wide open, she wraps you in a warm hug<<if $hairCum>>, in the meantime running her hand across your hair before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $bodyCum>>, in the meantime running her hand across your upper-arm and shoulder before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $underwearCum>>, in the meantime trailing her hand down your thigh before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $clothingCum>>, in the meantime bending forward to take a lick at your $currentClothing. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<</if>>. Coincidentally, her large breasts also pressing into you lewdly. Her embrace is longer than you might otherwise expect, though with what you know of Tilly, respecting personal space isn’t one of her best qualities, though it does feel nice.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Mid hug, however, you hear Tilly mumble quietly in your ear, "No, no … that’d be too fun, it can’t be true". Her hands slowly roaming downwards, you suddenly feel both of her hands land on your dirty diaper, a faint squelch accompanying the action. Giggling and patting it again, you stand mortified that Tilly seems to have realised that not only are you wearing a diaper, but a diaper that you’ve used multiple times. Momentarily, you wonder if she fully realises that, the bimbo maybe thinking you’re just wearing padded underwear. Sadly, such hopes are soon dashed as she whispers playfully with a giggle, "Squish!".<</if>> Finally let out of her hug, you look at Tilly quizzically, asking, "Not that you don’t look adorable, but what’s with the new outfit Tilly?", hoping that she doesn’t take your curiosity the wrong way. Blushing a little, her hand straying in front of her mouth as she lets out a tiny giggle, Tilly waits a long moment before finally responding, seemingly enjoying watching you stew over in your apprehension. "Well, like, I had really fun plan for our date today. But, it’s kinda … not a normal date. I sort of had a, you know, a cool idea about where we could go. I know it’s not like what we’ve done before, but I wanted to show you something, so, like, I hope that’s not too oogy of me?". Nodding along, pretty sure you know what she’s getting at in general, even if you don’t know where her special place is, you do still have one question for her. "I caught all of that except ‘oogy’ what’s that mean? ", your tone light and playful with a hint of flirting in it as you approach her with your hand out. "Like, oogy … you know. Huh, it’s sorta … gross and weird, but like at the same time. I don’t know, it’s kind of hard to explain", the cheerful bimbo sticking her tongue out at you as she accepts your hand. Lost in thought, she takes your hand possessively, dragging you behind her. Like this, Tilly walks you off [[towards your unknown date destination|Date Tilly Mid Date Start][if($tillyRelationship<=97){$tillyRelationship += 3;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]].<<else>>You make your way to the recreational plaza, not sure what to expect of your upcoming date with the hyperactive bimbo. Arriving at the plaza, you peer around, trying to spot Tilly, but sadly you can't spot her. She is owned by the facility, so she probably has to ask someone to let her skip work, you ponder as you wait. Though, knowing Tilly, she might just have gotten distracted on the way. Thankfully, you aren’t left waiting long. Tilly, as always, stands out from the crowd. Her long blonde hair, and short glittery pink party dress alert you to her presence long before she reaches you. Obliviously, she skips through the mass of people, occasionally stopping to share a giggle with random passers-by. <<hygieneCheck>><<if $bodyCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $hairCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $clothingCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $underwearCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>>Upon spotting you, the merry blonde jumps up and down on the spot, waving her arms around in a joyful, if un-co-ordinated, greeting. Shouting, still a little away from you, she greets, "Hey cutie. You’re like, so awesome. It took me much longer to get here, I don’t know how you manage it, you must be super smart, or something. But … you’re also kind of … well stinky. <<if $sweat>>You’re pretty sweaty, did you just finish up with lots of fucking? <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>Like, you have cum all over you, which is cool with me. <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>Is that pee though on you, because that’s kind of nasty … a bit hot too though. <</if>><<if $hairCum>>You wasted tasty nut butter in your hair. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>Your hair is pretty wet, like, did someone pee on it? <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>You have sloppy cum waste all on your clothes, are you saving it for later? <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Your clothes are all drippy. <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>You have leg run off, which is pretty hot to be honest, did you get some good sex? <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>You have pee all on your leg, I get it though bathrooms are super tough to figure out! <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2>> Someone has cummy breath, which is totally rude as they should be sharing! <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>Your breath is kind of stinky, like what you been up to to cause that? <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12>>You smell of yummy cum, which is the best a friend could ask for! <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>Not sure what it is, but you’re kind of stinky I guess. <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>Like, and there’s something else too, just can’t get what it is. <</if>>Don’t want to seem like a mean-y, just thought you’d want to know is all". <<if $hygieneLevel > 2>>Making a humming sound for a second as if in deep thought, Tilly pulls back looking slightly less peppy than normal, "So …. Like, you’re really icky at the mo. Don’t want to sound a big jerk-face, but don’t want people to be mean to you, or for it to ruin our date. I think we should re-do this thing-y sometime else. Sorry", the blonde bimbo leaning in to kiss you on the cheek before turning around to leave. You stand there awkwardly for moment, hoping that she might return, however, after a few minutes it seems she’s true to her word. Feeling more than a little awkward, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.<<else>>Waiting a moment for her to get closer, you return her greeting despite being slightly taken aback by her comments, also noting on the obvious extra effort she’s put into her appearance in preparation for your date. Finally reaching you, your date rushes straight up to you. Leaping at you, arms wide open, she wraps you in a warm hug<<if $hairCum>>, in the meantime running her hand across your hair before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $bodyCum>>, in the meantime running her hand across your upper-arm and shoulder before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $underwearCum>>, in the meantime trailing her hand down your thigh before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $clothingCum>>, in the meantime bending forward to take a lick at your $currentClothing. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<</if>>. Coincidentally, her large breasts also pressing into you lewdly. Her embrace is longer than you might otherwise expect, though with what you know of Tilly, respecting personal space isn’t one of her best qualities, though it does feel nice.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Mid hug, however, you hear Tilly mumble quietly in your ear, "No, no … that’d be too fun, it can’t be true". Her hands slowly roaming downwards, you suddenly feel both of her hands land on your dirty diaper, a faint squelch accompanying the action. Giggling and patting it again, you stand mortified that Tilly seems to have realised that not only are you wearing a diaper, but a diaper that you’ve used multiple times. Momentarily, you wonder if she fully realises that, the bimbo maybe thinking you’re just wearing padded underwear. Sadly, such hopes are soon dashed as she whispers playfully with a giggle, "Squish!".<</if>> Finally letting you out of her hug, Tilly continues, "You look amazing cutie, even if you’re stinky when I hug you", she giggles before taking a moment to compose herself, "Okay, like, I’ve tried really hard, and I think I’ve found somewhere you’ll enjoy. But, like, if you don’t like it we can find somewhere else to go. I just want to spend time with you and have some fun, so I’m happy doing pretty much anything. Well, like no art stuff, unless its sexy art, that could be fun. Maybe we should go see sexy art sometime", she continues, obviously getting distracted by the thought of ‘sexy art’. Lost in thought, she takes your hand possessively, dragging you behind her. Like this, Tilly walks you off <<set $random = random(1,4)>><<if $random==1>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Tilly Dancing][if($tillyRelationship<=96){$tillyRelationship += 4;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random==2>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Tilly Movie][if($tillyRelationship<=96){$tillyRelationship += 4;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random==3>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Tilly Diner][if($tillyRelationship<=96){$tillyRelationship += 4;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random==4>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Tilly Shopping][if($tillyRelationship<=96){$tillyRelationship += 4;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>>.<</if>><<else>>Upon spotting you, the merry blonde jumps up and down on the spot, waving her arms around in a joyful, if un-co-ordinated, greeting. Shouting, still a little away from you, she greets, "Hey cutie. You’re like, so awesome. It took me much longer to get here, I don’t know how you manage it, you must be super smart, or something". Waiting a moment for her to get closer, you return her greeting, also noting on the obvious extra effort she’s put into her appearance in preparation for your date. Finally reaching you, your date rushes straight up to you. Leaping at you, arms wide open, she wraps you in a warm hug<<if $hairCum>>, in the meantime running her hand across your hair before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $bodyCum>>, in the meantime running her hand across your upper-arm and shoulder before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $underwearCum>>, in the meantime trailing her hand down your thigh before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $clothingCum>>, in the meantime bending forward to take a lick at your $currentClothing. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<</if>>. Coincidentally, her large breasts also pressing into you lewdly. Her embrace is longer than you might otherwise expect, though with what you know of Tilly, respecting personal space isn’t one of her best qualities, though it does feel nice.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Mid hug, however, you hear Tilly mumble quietly in your ear, "No, no … that’d be too fun, it can’t be true". Her hands slowly roaming downwards, you suddenly feel both of her hands land on your dirty diaper, a faint squelch accompanying the action. Giggling and patting it again, you stand mortified that Tilly seems to have realised that not only are you wearing a diaper, but a diaper that you’ve used multiple times. Momentarily, you wonder if she fully realises that, the bimbo maybe thinking you’re just wearing padded underwear. Sadly, such hopes are soon dashed as she whispers playfully with a giggle, "Squish!".<</if>> Finally letting you out of her hug, Tilly continues, "You look amazing cutie, and you always smell just the best when I hug you", she giggles before taking a moment to compose herself, "Okay, like, I’ve tried really hard, and I think I’ve found somewhere you’ll enjoy. But, like, if you don’t like it we can find somewhere else to go. I just want to spend time with you and have some fun, so I’m happy doing pretty much anything. Well, like no art stuff, unless its sexy art, that could be fun. Maybe we should go see sexy art sometime", she continues, obviously getting distracted by the thought of ‘sexy art’. Lost in thought, she takes your hand possessively, dragging you behind her. Like this, Tilly walks you off <<set $random = random(1,4)>><<if $random==1>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Tilly Dancing][if($tillyRelationship<=96){$tillyRelationship += 4;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random==2>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Tilly Movie][if($tillyRelationship<=96){$tillyRelationship += 4;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random==3>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Tilly Diner][if($tillyRelationship<=96){$tillyRelationship += 4;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random==4>>[[towards your unknown date destination|Date Tilly Shopping][if($tillyRelationship<=96){$tillyRelationship += 4;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>>.<</if>><</if>>

You make your way to the forwarded location, finding yourself at a trendy looking bar. It’s actually fairly quiet overall, much less noisy than you expected after all of Tilly’s threats to take you out dancing. Standing at the bar in her short pink latex dress is Tilly, a stereotypically over the top cocktail in hand. Watching on, you see her giggling with a cute bartender, her actions looking distinctly flirtatious. Spotting you, she giggles even louder as she rushes towards you. Arms spread wide, still holding her fancy drink in hand, she gives you a big hug pressing her large breasts against you. <<hygieneCheck>><<if $bodyCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $hairCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $clothingCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $underwearCum>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2>><<set $hygieneLevel -= 1>><</if>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>>"This is going to be like super awesome", she giggles in your ear, still constricting you in her mirthful embrace yet taking a quick sniff of you, "But, like, I don’t want to shock you but you look kind of a mess. <<if $sweat>>You’re pretty sweaty, did you just finish up with lots of fucking? <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>Like, you have cum all over you, which is cool with me. <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>Is that pee though on you, because that’s kind of nasty … a bit hot too though. <</if>><<if $hairCum>>You wasted tasty nut butter in your hair. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>Your hair is pretty wet, like, did someone pee on it? <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>You have sloppy cum waste all on your clothes, are you saving it for later? <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Your clothes are all drippy. <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>You have leg run off, which is pretty hot to be honest, did you get some good sex? <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>You have pee all on your leg, I get it though bathrooms are super tough to figure out! <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2>> Someone has cummy breath, which is totally rude as they should be sharing! <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>Your breath is kind of stinky, like what you been up to to cause that? <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12>>You smell of yummy cum, which is the best a friend could ask for! <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>Not sure what it is, but you’re kind of stinky I guess. <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>Like, and there’s something else too, just can’t get what it is. <</if>>Just thought you’d super want to know and stuff". "So, like, I have some super fun plans for us to go dancing in a little while. But, first I thought it would be really cool to, like spend some time chatting and stuff", she continues<<if $hairCum>>, running her hand across your hair before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $bodyCum>>, running her hand across your upper-arm and shoulder before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $underwearCum>>, trailing her hand down your thigh before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $clothingCum>>, bending forward to take a lick at your $currentClothing. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<</if>>.<<else>>"This is going to be like super awesome", she giggles in your ear, still constricting you in her mirthful embrace. "So, like, I have some super fun plans for us to go dancing in a little while. But, first I thought it would be really cool to, like spend some time chatting and stuff", she continues<<if $hairCum>>, running her hand across your hair before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $bodyCum>>, running her hand across your upper-arm and shoulder before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $underwearCum>>, trailing her hand down your thigh before licking it. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum<<elseif $clothingCum>>, bending forward to take a lick at your $currentClothing. "Don’t want to waste cum do we silly", Tilly giggles still hugging you as she laps up the waste cum <</if>>.<</if>> Finally letting go of you, more to drink her cocktail than any other reason you quickly deduce, Tilly guides you over to the bar ordering you a fancy cocktail as well. You spend the next few minutes chatting with the giggling air-head. She spends a lot of the time gossiping about people you haven’t met, though she takes the time to explain who they are and to include you in the conversation. She mentions briefly that <<print either("a lot of the staff don’t stick around very long. Either they get transformed too much, or scared away. That’s why they hire a lot of the ex-trainees instead.","she doesn’t like going to one of the clubs. It’s called, ‘Club B’, and they’re apparently really nice and all, but Tilly says she has a weird feeling about the place. She also mentions that she doesn’t like thinking about them too much as it makes her head hurt");>>.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> She also loudly makes a couple of comments about an incredibly stinky smell that's stuck around the two of you during the time you've hung out, much to your embarrassment. Thankfully, she doesn't seem to put two and two together and realise that it's your dirty diaper she's smelling.<</if>> Eventually, after she’s pressed you into drinking a selection of extremely feminine drinks, she takes your hand and drags you out of the bar. You soon find yourself in a series of clubs within the facility, being pulled along by Tilly to meet various people she knows, and of course to dance. Overall, it’s a lot of fun. Tilly seems to make a special effort to make sure that you’re always involved in whatever hijinks she gets up to, showing you off to practically everyone she meets. A few hours go by and you're having a really good time, dancing and chatting with the bubbly bimbo. Yet all good things have to end eventually, so you make your farewells to Tilly, receiving an extremely breast-ey hug in response. With your time to hang out come to an end you [[travel back to your room|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($tillyRelationship<=95){$tillyRelationship += 5;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]].

You find yourself in the nurseries changing room. A colourful trim, lines the walls, while images of cartoon characters are scattered across much of the whitespace, making the rather clinical room look a little more inviting. The main notable contents of the room are a large changing table and an oversized highchair, both of which look extremely sturdy, with heavy duty restraints attached to them. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> Standing by a set of shelves is your carer Aunt Mildred. Currently sorting diapers into co-ordinated stacks. A bag of diaper supplies sits atop of the changing table.<<if $diaperSkill >0>> A chart sits on one wall, its title, "$firstName's Diaper Chart". Looking at it closely, you can clearly see <<if $diaperPunishmentLevel >=5>>that you have an awful lot of red frowny face stickers. That's probably not a good sign<<elseif $diaperPunishmentLevel >=3>>that you have an almost even mix of red frowny face stickers and green smiley face ones. That's probably okay, though wonder if you should be more careful with your diapers<<else>>that you have almost all green smiley stickers stuck to the chart. That's probably a good sign, you smile to yourself<</if>>.<</if>> "There you are cutie, have you been a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for your Aunt Mildred? <<if $diaperSkill >0>>Remember to always wear your diapers, we don’t want to make any silly messes for someone else to clean up do we. Have you had an accident and need a change?<<else>>How sweet of you to come see me, I certainly appreciate the company sweetheart while I get everything tidied away.<</if>> Or, are you here for something else?", she coos soothingly. Do you:<<if $abdlTrainerTask == 5 && !$abdlTrainerTaskComplete>> [[Ask Aunt Mildred to feed you|Little Land Nursery Feeding Task][$abdlTrainerTaskComplete = true]]<</if>><<if $abdlTrainerTask == 8 && !$abdlTrainerTaskComplete>> [[Deliver the diaper stack to Aunt Mildred|Little Land Nursery Diaper Delivery Task][$abdlTrainerTaskComplete = true]]<</if>><<if $diaperSkill >0>> <<if $diaperMessCounter >=1 || $diaperWetCounter >=1>>[[Ask to get your diaper changed|Little Land Nursery Diaper Change][$diaperMessCounter = 0; $diaperWetCounter = 0; if($diaperPunishmentLevel >=1){$diaperPunishmentLevel -=1;}; $underwearCum = false; $underwearUrine = false]]<<else>>Your diaper is not in need of changing<</if>> <<if $diaperLocked>>[[Ask to get your diaper unlocked|Little Land Nursery Ask Diaper Unlock]] Current Diaper: $currentUnderwear Swap diaper:<<if $diaperMessCounter >=1 || $diaperWetCounter >=1>> Your diaper cannot be currently swapped as it is in need of changing first<<else>> <<for _i to 0; _i < $activeUnderwear.length; _i++>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($activeUnderwear[_i])].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($activeUnderwear[_i])].Type >= 3>><<set _x = setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($activeUnderwear[_i])>><<capture _x>> <<link `"" + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Little Land Nursery Diaper Swap">><<set $currentUnderwear = setup.UnderwearIndex[_x]>><<set $nightUnderwear = setup.UnderwearIndex[_x]>><<set $underwearCum = false>><<set $underwearUrine = false>><</link>><</capture>><</if>><</for>><</if>> <<else>>Your diaper is not locked on, so you don't need to get it unlocked.<</if>><</if>> [[Return to the foyer|Little Land Nursery]]

Looking through a catalogue on a stand you see a list of possible changes that can be made to your room here at the facility. Eventually, you find your sought-after purchase and write out its code. Bringing the order slip to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "So, like, someone must be working their cute butt off. Don't forget that this increases your upkeep costs too. Bet your room will be super awesome now. Like, we should have a sleepover at yours sometime, so that I can check out your sweet new room" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

Looking through a catalogue on a stand you see a list of possible changes that can be made to your room here at the facility. Eventually, you find your sought-after purchase and write out its code. Bringing the order slip to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "So, like, that's super lame. Like at least now your upkeep costs are lower. Sorry you lost your awesome room. Though I bet we could still have awesome sleepovers together" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

Looking through a catalogue on a stand you see a list of possible changes that can be made to your room here at the facility. Eventually, you find your sought-after purchase and write out its code. Bringing the order slip to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "<<if $roomColour == 0>>Like, you made the best choice. Pink is just the best colour ever. Why isn't everything pink, I bet everyone would be a lot happier<<elseif $roomColour == 1>>Like, why would you ever want a different colour than pink? Like every other colour is icky in comparison, especially smelly boy colours<</if>>" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

Looking through a catalogue on a stand you see a list of possible changes that can be made to your room here at the facility. Eventually, you find your sought-after purchase and write out its code. Bringing the order slip to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "<<if $wardrobeType == 0>>Like, you that new wardrobe is totally the cutest. Pink is just the best colour ever. Plus I bet you could store tons of awesome stuff in it, like pretty shoes and dresses<<elseif $wardrobeType == 1>>Like, why would give up such an awesome wardrobe? Like the new one isn't even pink. Plus, like where are you going to store all your pretty dresses. Maybe you'll have to give them all to me<</if>>" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

Looking through a catalogue on a stand you see a list of possible changes that can be made to your room here at the facility. Eventually, you find your sought-after purchase and write out its code. Bringing the order slip to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "<<if $bedType == 0>>Like, you that new bed is totally the cutest. Pink is just the best colour ever. Plus I bet it's super cozy, and sex feels great on it. Also, like pink things always smell just the best<<elseif $bedType == 1>>Like, why would give up such an awesome bed? Like the new one isn't even pink. Plus, like it's uncomfortable and no one will want to fuck you on it. All the more for me I guess<</if>>" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

You enter, ‘Club B’. Outside flashy lights and posters of well-endowed women gaudily plaster the clubs front, enticing in clients. A large neon sign that reads, "Club B", shines, making it hard for anyone to ignore the club’s existence. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/ClubB.png]]</div> Meanwhile, the inside is just as over the top as the outside. Stripper polls, and dancing cages are scattered across the walls filled with scantily clad dancers. Whilst, loud dance music makes it hard to hear anything anyone says. Looking around the staff almost exclusively large breasted, scantily clad women their faces painted excessively with makeup. Other than that, you can see a lot of happy revellers, drinking, dancing and having a fun time. <<if visited() <=1>>An well-dressed man with short dark hair greased back approaches you. An immaculate suit adorns him, which, whilst plain looking, oozes a feeling of wealth. Smiling a predatory smile that puts you on edge, he extends a hand towards you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/TonyLarge.png]]</div> "I’m Tony, Tony Bosco. And I run this fine establishment. So, who am I having the pleasure of meeting today?", he asks grinning. "Hi, I’m $firstName", you respond, not wanting to make a bad impression. "Nice to meet you $firstName. Around here I can manage pretty much anything, I could whip my cock out and piss on the guards and no one would bat an eyelid. I’m guessing you’re not a guest here, I can spot trainees from a mile away. If I’m right, then that means you need all the help you can get. Help I’m willing to offer, for a fee of course. You ever need any work, put my clubs name into your tablet. Otherwise, if you need any problems solved then come see me, just expect to owe me, big time". Before you have time to respond, the man clicks his fingers and two buxom blonde women almost instantaneously appear hanging off of each arm. A large muscular man, also in a suit, steps in front of you, an aggressive look painted on his face. His presence effectively ending the conversation whether you want it to or not, you go back to wandering around the club.<<else>>Sitting in a VIP booth you spot Tony Bosco, the clubs owner. His expensive suit and short dark greased back hair making him easy to spot. Sitting on either side of him are a pair of blonde big breasted women, giggling away and stroking his chest. Looking up at you, he nods, gesturing to a nearby bouncer to let you through to see him if you want to.<</if>><<if visited("Bimbo Training Main")>> Looking over at the bar you see a big boobed woman in a lab coat, conspicuous by her odd clothing, her bright red hair is tied off in a long ponytail which brushes her plump ass. You know her as Britney. Spotting you, she performs an exaggerated and over eager wave in your direction.<</if>> Do you: [[Approach the bar|Club B Drinks Menu]] [[Go see Tony Bosco|Club B Spend Time With Tony B]] <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to dance at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>>[[Dance|Club B Dance][$actionAmountCurrent +=1]]<</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("Club B Storage key card") != -1 && $mariEnding == 0>> [[Try to steal back Mari's identity|Club B Mari Quest Steal][$mariEnding = 2; if($submission >= -90){$submission -= 10;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<checkMonth>>You decide, seeing as you’re in a dance club, that you might as well dance a bit. Walking out onto a dancefloor, comprised of flashing light tiles, you find a spot within the throng of other energetic dancers. You spend some time trying to get into the rhythm, watching the other dancers and the excited blonde DJ to help bring yourself in sync with everyone. Quickly, however, you find yourself dancing along, joining in with other small groups and having a decent time. The music is quick and peppy, so you find yourself dancing just as energetically as any other club patron. <<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Club B TFGames Character]]>><<elseif $random == 2 && ($currentMonth == 9 || $seasonalEvents)>><<include [[Club B Seasonal Vampire Start]]>><<else>>Overall you have a fun time dancing. Nothing really noteworthy occurs but you get some good exercise, meet a couple of friendly people, and just generally manage to unwind a little. All things considered, it was probably a good use of your time. Though, eventually you decide you need to go and do something a little more productive, even if it’s just finding somewhere to sit to get some energy back. You do, however, remember to get some cooling water to drink first, the instant relief you feel as you rehydrate yourself tells you that you’ve made the right decision.<</if>> This interlude come to an end, you find yourself still [[standing in the club|Club B]]

You find yourself broken out of your reverie as a small soft hand takes hold of your own and tugs at you insistently through a throng of bodies. Curious, you follow the mysterious interloper, eventually ending up in a quiet corner of the club. Before you stands a tiny brunette, with piercing green eyes. Her boobs aren’t huge, but they’re still perky, cute even, if you had to describe them. She looks down nervously, perhaps out of embarrassment for her outfit, if you can even call it that. Her top and skirt are each more comparable with belts than actual clothing, leaving very little to the imagination. Around her neck she wears a leather collar, announcing her as Tiffany-Faye Games. For some reason, the name rings a bell but you’re not sure why, maybe the cute girl has a website or something you wonder. Whispering shyly, "Hey. Um … you don’t think that … maybe you could help me out in getting some real clothes? I’ve been watching a pair of bimbos making out in a booth in the corner and they’ve just gotten undressed. I was, maybe, wondering if you’d help me by standing in front of them whilst I … borrow some of their clothes. It’s not like they’d miss them and well … look at me". The girl looks up at you in shy expectance, nervous about your response. That’s when she freezes. A large hand appearing on her shoulder. "Is my sweet Tiffany causing trouble again", a voice behind her sardonically asks. Turning her head to look at the newcomer the shy girl responds, "I was being super well behaved this time, no trouble at all. Ask anybody. This time you don’t need to …". Her ramble is cut short by just one word, "Wombats". Upon hearing the word, you spot the girl's demeanor immediately change, her eyes glazing over with lust. Turning around, she leaps into the air, wrapping her legs around the mysterious man, simultaneously doing the same with her arms, creating the appearance of some sort of super energetic hug. Of course, she doesn’t remain that way for long, soon progressing onto grinding her crotch against him, humping wildly. "I think my sweet Tiffany has had enough excitement for today. Have a nice day", finishes the mysterious figure, wrapping his arms around the formally shy girl to support her as he takes his leave. You shrug it off, the facility is weird enough already without dwelling on every strange encounter.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>As you're travelling, a monotone voice chimes from a nearby wall-mounted speaker, "Trainee $firstName has been commissioned to perform penetrative sex". A man approaches you, wearing a t-shirt and pants. Smiling, he proceeds to unzip his fly, afterwards fishing his average sized cock out of his boxers. Taking hold of your hand and directing you up against a nearby wall, your client remains behind you. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>You remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to use<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>You remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked and ready to use<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>You remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to use<<else>>You're already naked so don't need to get undressed, leaving you immediately ready to be fucked<</if>>. You find yourself unable to see what is coming from the position you find yourself in, though, from the previous announcement you expect he’s about to fuck you in some way. Leaning forward, you press your face against the wall, bracing yourself for the pounding you’re about to receive. He presses forward, ramming his cock into your <<if $vagina>><<cumVagina 0>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>>tight wet pussy, giving you no time to adjust as he penetrates the depths of your cunt<<else>><<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 1>>tight asshole, having only a brief moment of difficulty as he forces his way in<</if>>. Hammering on, your client fucks you relentlessly, using your hole solely for his own pleasure. Before long, you hear a large groan from behind you, the dick penetrating you, spasming against your internal walls briefly before you feel a warm wet feeling. A large load of cum deposited deep inside of you, your client spends a moment basking in the sensation before pulling out, a dribble of cum escaping your well fucked hole. Bending forward to give you a kiss on the cheek, your client pulls up his zip and leaves. The monotone voice again chimes from the speaker, "Job complete, allocated G.G.P are as follows".

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>As you're travelling, a monotone voice chimes from a nearby wall-mounted speaker, "Trainee $firstName has been commissioned to perform penetrative sex". A woman approaches you, wearing a blouse and short skirt. Smiling, she proceeds to hitch up the hem of her skirt, tucking it into the skirts waistband, giving you a clear view of her needy slit. Taking hold of your hand and directing you up against a nearby wall, your client remains in front of you. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>You remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to use<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>You remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked and ready to use<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>You remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to use<<else>>You're already naked so don't need to get undressed, leaving you immediately ready to be fucked<</if>>. She <<if !$penis>><<cumVagina 0>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>>proceeds by pulling out a double ended strap on, working the internal dildo deep into her pussy, before buckling it up<<else>><<set $timesFuckedPussy += 1>>proceeds by running her hand up and down your <<checkPenis>> dick<<if $balls>>, taking a little time to fondle your balls<</if>>, making sure you’re fully erect<</if>>. Leaning back, you brace against the wall, ready for the rough fucking that’s about to begin. <<if !$penis>>She presses against you, her strap on cock penetrating you deeply in a single thrust. You moan, a moan not entirely of lust, however your client doesn’t seem to notice, lost in the moment as she pounds your cunt relentlessly, her hands on your hips, used to leverage her powerful thrusts. Before long, you hear a large groan from the woman, the dildo penetrating you, spasming against your internal walls, triggering your own orgasm, before you feel a warm wet feeling spurt from the end of it. That seems weird, you think, not expecting such a result from a dildo. A large load of something deposited deep inside of you, your client spends a moment basking in the sensation before pulling out, a dribble of the liquid escaping your well fucked hole.<<else>>She grasps at your shoulders, pulling herself up so that she’s riding on your cock, situated contained in her hot wet pussy. You moan, a moan not entirely of lust, however you client doesn’t seem to notice, lost in the moment as she bounces up and down on your dick. Before long, you hear a large groan from the woman, her pussy walls spasming around your <<checkPenis>> cock, triggering your own orgasm, depositing a large load of cum deep within her. Your client spends a moment basking in the moment, a dribble of cum leaking out of her well fucked hole as she pulls herself off of you.<</if>> Bending forward to give you a kiss on the cheek, your client pulls back down her skirt and leaves. The monotone voice again chimes from the speaker, "Job complete, allocated G.G.P are as follows".

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesSuckedDick += 1>>As you're travelling, a monotone voice chimes from a nearby wall-mounted speaker, "Trainee $firstName has been commissioned to perform oral sex". A man approaches you, wearing a t-shirt and pants. Smiling, he proceeds to unzip his fly, afterwards fishing his cock out of his boxers. Taking hold of your hand and directing you to kneel down in front of him, you find yourself face to face with his average sized erect cock. You rest your hands on his thighs for balance, taking a moment before you service the man’s dick. Leaning forward to flick your tongue across the head of his prick teasingly, before you begin sucking on it, beginning to give him the blow job he’s paying for. He tastes musky and manly, with a vague hint of salt, his masculine scent filling the air around where you service him. Circling your tongue diligently along the glans of his dick, you hear your client breathing heavily at your skilled job. His arms free, the man takes hold of the back of your head, pressing your face firmly forward further onto his hot cock, now grinding his crotch against your face. Before long you bring the man to a surging climax, drool splattered across your mouth, a large load of cum in your mouth which you quickly swallow down. Bending down to give you a kiss on the forehead, your client pulls up his zip and leaves. The monotone voice again chimes from the speaker, "Job complete, allocated G.G.P are as follows".

<<set $diaperLocked = true>>Reaching out to grab your wrist, Aunt Mildred begins her lecturing, her disapproving glare keeping you too cowed to resist. "I’m very disappointed in you! Walking around, <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>>without a diaper on<<else>>with such an over filled <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>><</if>>, what were you thinking?", not giving you time to respond she continues her fierce chiding of you, "You weren’t thinking that’s what. You instead, decided to act like a naughty little <<if $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and not listen to what your Aunt Mildred told you. Well, if you’re not going to treat your diapers properly, I know exactly what to do with you". Your wrist in her hand, practically being dragged by the displeased carer, you find yourself lead through the complex. Every so often, she stops to talk to people walking past who you don’t know. Loudly she mentions how badly behaved you’ve been, attracting a number of disparaging comments and dirty looks your way. Eventually however, you find yourself at what you assume to be your destination, Little Land Nursery. Pulled inside, you’re quickly lead to a side room containing a large changing table, an extensive supply of diapers and diaper related products fill the rest of the small room.<<if $currentClothing != "Naked">> Seeing that you're clothed, your carer begins quickly divesting you of your $currentClothing, leaving it in a neat pile on the floor. <</if>><<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Seeing your soiled $currentUnderwear, she takes a hold of it, pulling it down and off of you. Gingerly, she grabs your $currentUnderwear between her thumb and finger and tosses it into a nearby bin, smiling to herself as she does. <</if>>Patting her hand on the changing table, you <<if $submission >=0>>hop up, not wanting to invoke her ire anymore<<else>>hesitate momentarily before once again seeing her expression. Hopping up, you decide that this is probably better than any alternative she can think up<</if>>. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>><<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<set $nightUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>><<set $nightUnderwear = $currentUnderwear>><</if>>Lying down on your back, you first feel the refreshing touch of a wet wipe glide across your crotch. After not too long, she grunts approvingly before collecting a $currentUnderwear from a nearby shelf. Shifting your <<checkAss>> bum up so she can slip it underneath you, she proceeds to rapidly fasten it up placing you in the fresh crinkling diaper. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeClean.png]]</div> <</if>>Happy that your ordeal is over, you start trying to swing yourself around to get off the changing table. But, as you swing around you spot that in her hands Aunt Mildred has some sort of tablet with an antenna on top that she’s pointing straight at you. Out of nowhere, a voice from your crotch loudly announces, "Diaper Locking: Successful", an audible clicking sound occurring at its end. Moving your hands down you try to unfasten the tiny thin bindings on the sides of your $currentUnderwear, but to little effect. "That’s not going to work. You were so disrespectful of your diapers that I’ve decided to lock you into one. If you want to have it removed you’ll need to show me just how well behaved you can be. As such, if you find yourself having accidents and I’m not around, you’ll need to come find me to give you a diaper change. I will however let you change between different diapers you own if you want to come and talk to me about it", lectures Aunt Mildred. Stopping momentarily, a thoughtful look on her face she continues, "I can’t however leave you in it all of the time, if I did the admins wouldn’t be happy. As a result, you’ll be able to remove it during anything facility sanctioned, but I wouldn’t recommend abusing that mercy, the facility doesn’t take kindly to people abusing the rules". The shock of the development filling your mind, you offer no response. Smiling at your appearance of stunned acceptance, Aunt Mildred herds you out of the room. Then continues on to shepherd you out of the nursery entirely, back into the plaza outside<<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>, only stopping to help you back into your $currentClothing<</if>>. Pulling out of your shock, you find yourself alone, now locked into a diaper for who knows how long. Not a great day.

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesPussyLicked += 1>>As you're travelling, a monotone voice chimes from a nearby wall-mounted speaker, "Trainee $firstName has been commissioned to perform oral sex". A woman approaches you, wearing a blouse and short skirt. Smiling, she proceeds to hike up her skirt, tucking the hem into the waistband, before taking hold of your hand and directing you to kneel down in front of her. Your hands rest on her thighs as you find yourself face to face with her wet and needy pussy. Leaning forward to flick her clit with your tongue, you begin orally servicing the woman, her feminine juices quickly covering your face. She tastes sweet and girly, with a vague hint of salt, her hot scent filling the air around where you service her. Pumping your tongue diligently into her sopping wet hole, you hear your client breathing heavily at your skilled job. Her arms free, the woman takes hold of the back of your head, pressing your face firmly into her hot cunt, now grinding her pussy against your tongue. Before long you bring the woman to a surging climax, your face thoroughly covered in a thin layer of her fem cum. Bending down to give you a kiss on the forehead, your client straightens her skirt and leaves. The monotone voice again chimes from the speaker, "Job complete, allocated G.G.P are as follows".

<<set $timesHandJob += 1>>As you're travelling, a monotone voice chimes from a nearby wall-mounted speaker, "Trainee $firstName has been commissioned to perform a hand job". A man approaches you, wearing a t-shirt and pants. Smiling, he proceeds to unzip his trousers, before taking hold of your hand and directing you towards the contents within them. You take hold of the man’s average sized dick, running your hand softly along it, feeling its firm heft, and engorged glands. Thumbing the head, you begin masturbating the man, your hand down his boxers. Pumping the cock diligently, you hear your client breathing heavily at your skilled job. His arms free, the man embraces you in a hug, hands stroking your back, whilst he lays a trail of kisses up your neck. Before long you bring the man to a surging climax, your hand thoroughly covered in thick masculine smelling cum. With one last kiss on your cheek, your client zips up his pants and leaves. The monotone voice again chimes from the speaker, "Job complete, allocated G.G.P are as follows".

<<set $timesHandJob += 1>>As you're travelling, a monotone voice chimes from a nearby wall-mounted speaker, "Trainee $firstName has been commissioned to perform a hand job". A woman approaches you, wearing a blouse and short skirt. Smiling, she proceeds to loosen her skirt, before taking hold of your hand and directing you towards the contents within them. Your hand trails across her slippery labia, wet and engorged with need, her little clit firm and needy. Thumbing her clit, you begin masturbating the woman, your hand down her panties. Pumping your fingers diligently into her sopping wet hole, you hear your client breathing heavily at your skilled job. Her arms free, the woman embraces you in a hug, hands stroking your back, whilst she lays a trail of kisses up your neck. Before long you bring the woman to a surging climax, your hand thoroughly covered in a thin layer of feminine-smelling juices. With one last kiss on your cheek, your client retightens her skirt and leaves. The monotone voice again chimes from the speaker, "Job complete, allocated G.G.P are as follows".

Beaming with pride, Aunt Mildred coos, "Of course my little diaper bum. You’ve been such a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> by coming to me. Let’s get that smelly diaper of yours all dealt with". Taking your hand she leads you over to the high set changing table, helping you up onto it. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Seeing that you're clothed, your carer begins taking off your $currentClothing, leaving it in a neat pile next to you on the table. <</if>>Ready to begin, she guides you down until you’re lying down, cooing and shushing you kindly, praising your good behaviour. Laying down on your back naked, you wait patiently as Aunt Mildred gathers all the supplies she needs. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeClean.png]]</div> <</if>>Returning, she starts by <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>tugging down your pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>undoing the bindings on your diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>undoing the bindings of your mega diaper<</if>>. Your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> now fully on display, is greeted by the sensation of fresh air upon it, the cold making you shiver slightly. Seeing your discomfort, your carer presses her face against your belly, blowing a raspberry against it jokingly. The surprise tickling sensation forcing you to break out laughing. Seeing that you’ve relaxed, she continues by pulling the used <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> off of you. In response to the sudden smell that emanates from it, Aunt Mildred wrinkles her nose, before laughing, "I guess my little cutie really did need a change. Don’t worry, your Aunt Mildred will make all the icky mess go away". Throwing your soiled $currentUnderwear into a nearby diaper bin, she proceeds to grab a fresh $currentUnderwear, a box of wipes and a shaker of diaper powder, placing them on the changing table next to you. To start with, she cleans your <<if $penis && $vagina>>penis, vagina and ass<<elseif $penis>>penis and ass<<else>>vagina and ass<</if>>, thoroughly wiping them down with the wet wipe. The whole time she acts incredibly professional, making no sexual overtones. Finally determining that you have been thoroughly cleaned up, she continues by spreading a fresh coat of baby powder across your crotch and ass. Explaining to you that she doesn’t want you to get an uncomfortable rash down there. Smiling reassuringly, Aunt Mildred coos, "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>", as she proceeds to fit the new $currentUnderwear onto you. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>Slotting your legs through the holes to get it onto you. After that, all she needs to do is finish tugging up your pull-up into position and you’re done<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>Scooting your bum up so she can slip in on under you. After that, all she needs to do is finish taping up your diaper and you’re done<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>Scooting your bum up so she can slip in on under you. After that, all she needs to do is finish taping up your mega diaper and you’re done<</if>>. As she finishes, she looks at you expectantly. "What do good little diaper <<if $pronoun == 1>>girls<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boys<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>babies<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girls<<else>>boys<</if>> say when someone takes such good care of them?". "Thank you, Aunt Mildred", you whisper. A proud smile beaming at you from your carers face. Your diaper change complete, you’re [[helped down off the changing table|Little Land Nursery Changing Room]].

Nervously you approach your carer Aunt Mildred. Hoping to catch her in a good mood, so that she’ll remove the weird lock she’s applied to your diaper. "Hi, Aunt Mildred. Could you unlock me from my diaper?", you ask. "Well sweetie, I’m not sure whether you deserve to be let off your punishment. You’re stuck in your diapers to learn to appreciate them better. So, have you learned to appreciate them yet?", she asks condescendingly, as if lecturing a small child. "Sure", you reply, wondering whether that’ll be enough for her. "I’m not so sure", she answers smugly, "If you truly appreciated your diapers then I don’t think you’d ask me to remove them. Though I might be wrong, maybe if you asked me real nice like a good little <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> I might let you out of them early". Do you: [[Ask her nicely|Little Land Nursery Accept Diaper Unlock][if($submission<=96){$submission += 4;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Give up on getting your diaper unlocked|Little Land Nursery Decline Diaper Unlock][$diaperPunishmentLevel +=1; if($submission>= -98){$submission -= 2;}else{$submission = -100;};]]

Taking your hand, Aunt Mildred moves you into the center of the room, before wandering out of the room briefly, leaving you on your own. Coming back a moment later, she carries a tablet computer in her hands, a long antenna sticking out of the top of it. She taps the screen a couple of times, though what she’s doing you can’t see from your position. "All done", she says with a smile. You do a double-take, not sure you believe that it really could be that simple. Deciding it’s best to make sure, you ask, "Are you sure? I didn’t see anything". Walking over to you, she slips a hand on your diaper. You momentarily hear the sound of peeling as if someone is undoing one of the sticky tape bindings, before you feel a pressure as she pats it back down. "Yep, all fine. What did you think was going to happen? Some sort of light show or warning siren? Nope, I just told the facility AI to let you out and she passed the message on to your trainee account. Everything should be fine, well, as long as you don’t cause any more trouble and make me lock you back in them at least. So, remember not to be a naughty diaper bum and you’ll be fine", lectures Aunt Mildred as she passes back out of the room, tablet in hand. Your diaper unlocked, you find yourself [[standing in the nursery changing room|Little Land Nursery Changing Room]]

"Of Course, my little diaper bum. As long as you want to try out different diapers I'm more than happy to help you. I'll just quickly swap them over for you sweetheart", responds Aunt Mildred to your request. Taking your hand, she guides you over to the center of the room. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Seeing that you're clothed, your carer begins taking off your $currentClothing, leaving it in a neat pile on the changing table. <</if>>Proceeding quickly, she begins undoing the tape on your diaper, seemingly having no issues with the diaper locking. The bindings undone, she removes the diaper, putting it in a nearby diaper bin. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeClean.png]]</div> <</if>>Your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> now fully on display, is greeted by the sensation of fresh air upon it, the cold making you shiver slightly. Seeing your discomfort, your carer smiles reassuringly at you, before retrieving the new $currentUnderwear. Having you spread your legs a little, balancing by placing a hand on her shoulder to steady yourself, she starts to adjust the new diaper onto you. Taping it up, you’re now left standing in nothing but your $currentUnderwear. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly getting redressed, your diaper swap has come to an end.<</if>> "Is my sweet diaper <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> happy with their new one? Don’t worry if you want to swap it or need a change, your Aunt Mildred is here to take care of you", coos your carer as she watches on smiling. Your diaper swap complete, you’re left [[standing in the changing room in your new diaper|Little Land Nursery Changing Room]].

"No", you say. Unwilling to debase yourself any further in your attempt at getting your diaper unlocked. You immediately regret your decision when you see the angry expression plastered across Aunt Mildred's face. "Well, it seems like we have a moody little baby here. Trying to cry and whine until I let you out of your punishment. That is extremely naughty. In fact, I think it's naughty enough that I'll remember it for later. Now run along before I have to give you a good spanking". Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Chastised you find yourself [[standing in the nursery changing room|Little Land Nursery Changing Room]]

Your desire to get your diaper unlocked greater than your desire to not be humiliated, you decide to make the apology. Your shoulders sagging, you get ready to convince your ‘carer’, hoping that she won’t make you grovel too much. Seeing your body slump in defeat Aunt Mildred looks on pleased, happiness at her victory evident in her confident stance. "I’m sorry that I didn’t respect my diapers enough. I should wear them when I need to and come to you if I need any diaper changes. Please can you unlock them for me now?", you say, your heart not really in the prompted apology. "It’s a start, but I didn’t really feel it. How about you try it again, but this time you do a little voice at the same time. That’ll prove to me that you’re sorry and that you’re getting used to your new situation", states Aunt Mildred in response. You’ve gone this far already, and you don’t want to anger her further. So, you follow through with her orders, taking a moment to compose the sweet childish voice she expects. "Pwease Aunt Miwdwed, I’m Sowwy that I made you angwy. I’ww wear my diapews wike you wanted, and if I need them changed I’ww come find you. So, pwease can you wet me out of them now?", making sure to emphasise your list point with the cutest face you can muster. Aunt Mildred beams with pride at your response, obviously happy with your effort. "Of course dear, I’ll get around to it straight away. Don’t get upset, Aunt Mildred is here to look after you, she only gets cross because she wants the best for you. Now let’s get those diapers unlocked. Oh, but I’ll need you to pay up 200 G.G.P too, it’ll help you remember to repeat your mistakes". <<if $ggp <200>> You nervously point out that you don't have enough money to make the deal with her. Heaving a loud sigh, your carer tells you that she'll let it slide this time, but that you need to start behaving before it's too late.<</if>> Do you: <<if $ggp <200>> [[Get your diaper unlocked|Little Land Nursery Get Diaper Unlocked][$diaperLocked = false]]<<else>>[[Pay Aunt Mildred the 200 G.G.P|Little Land Nursery Get Diaper Unlocked][$ggp -=200; $diaperLocked = false]]<</if>> [[Decline the new deal to have your diaper unlocked|Little Land Nursery Decline Diaper Unlock][$diaperPunishmentLevel += 1]]

<<if $roomWait>>On your random wander to pass the time, you decide to take a short detour through the facilities main recreational plaza. There’s no reason you shouldn’t get a quick drink after all, especially as you’re just going for a walk and walking to a bar still counts as a walk. Smiling at your stunning logic, you decide that checking out the recreational hub for the Center is a smart use of your time.<<else>>You stride confidently towards your intended destination, taking a short detour through the facilities main recreational plaza on your way. There’s no reason you couldn’t stop for a quick drink while you’re near, you think to yourself, smiling at how smart you’re being at managing your time.<</if>> A chorus of laughter shakes you from your thoughts. Turning, you see a small group of young women, all dressed in cute pink outfits. That is except one, who is instead dressed in absolutely nothing but a wedding vale. A small board she wears, attached by a rope around her neck like a large necklace, reads "Bimbo Wife In Training". As you continue to stare, the three other girls, start taking turns spanking their nude friend's ass. The whole time the group, including the one getting her bum reddened, are laughing and joking about it all, having a lot of fun from the looks of it. Seeing you watching, one of the women in pink wanders over to you smiling. "Hey. Like, my friend is getting married tomorrow, and we spotted you watching us. And, well, we were wondering if you wanted to like tag along. We’ve got some awesome plans to hit the local clubs and stuff. Should be totally the best. So, you like, want in?". You take a moment to think, vaguely remembering that you had something to do, somewhere to be. However, a faint feeling in the back of your mind reminds you that you need to have fun. Not sure what to do, you look over at the assembled gaggle of bimbos, the remaining two ladies in pink taking turns to passionately make-out with their soon to be married friend. Do you: [[Accept the offer|Bimbo Accept Clubbing]] [[Decline the offer|Bimbo Decline]]

As you pass through the recreational plaza you lose your balance as something knocks into the side of you. Looking up, you see a cute girl with short dark hair, two floppy dog ears resting atop of it. A long tongue licks you across the face as the girl woofs merrily. Despite her small size, pressed on top of you and delivering a barrage of licks, you have trouble getting her off of you. "Down Sassy!", yells a distinctly feminine voice from outside your sight. The dog girl lets up, letting you see your saviour. Before you stands another girl, wearing a cute maids outfit. Poking out of the top of her bright red hair are a pair of cat like ears. Looking the two of them over more, you notice they both have tails, swishing behind them. The dog girl seems to be wearing nothing at all, other than a collar with, "Sassy", written on a tag hanging from it. As you observe them, the cat girl, a leash in hand, clips it onto her charges collar. Looking worried, the cat girl comes up to you, "I’m sorry about Sassy, she slipped her leash and has gone on a licking frenzy it seems. She’s lovely really, just a little naughty at times". The whole time, the dog girl just stands there with her tongue out, a serene look across her face. Accepting the apology, the cat-girl seems extremely relieved, obviously concerned that this could have become trouble if someone complained. Thanking you for your understanding, she makes her way off, tugging the meandering dog-girl along with her. The last you see as the walk away is the dog girl moving her hands up to where the leash was clipped on, her tail wagging enthusiatically.

As you pass through the recreational plaza you hear a wet spluttering sound. Turning to your right, you spot a man, openly urinating against a wall. Confused, you tilt your head, wondering if there’s more to what’s going on than you can currently see. Shifting around, you finally get a full picture of the scene. Chained to the wall, kneeling in a sort of porcelain basin is a girl. Or at least, they look like a girl, a tiny cock poking out, making you quickly re-evaluate your assumption. A sign next to them reads, "Public Urinal: Punishment Sentence". All the while you’re assessing the situation, a line of guests take turns pissing on the chained traps chest and face. Hot rivulets of piss running down their long brunette hair. Queuing up, you wait for a couple more clients before finding yourself looking down upon the piss drenched captive. The stench of urine is pungent, and makes you cough for a moment, making you feel only more sorry for the them. "Are you okay?", worried for about the pretty traps’ state. It takes a moment, but they look up at you, a weak smile shining through layers of dried piss, "I’m okay thank you. My mistress wasn’t very happy with my behaviour, so she sent me here. I was bad, so now I’m making it up for her by taking my punishment like a good girl should". With the gurl okay, and wanting to be there, you can’t think of anything else to say. Nodding empathetically at the public toilet, you walk away, not wanting to linger much longer. As you step away, you hear the same spluttering as what drew you in at first as the next client makes use of the urinal.

As you enter the lift, on your way to your destination, you have company. A large suited man, carrying in his arms a much smaller girl. The girl is probably only just about 5-foot-tall, though her height is hard to tell from her position. What’s more, she’s entirely naked except for a leather band around her neck. You select your destination on the elevator panel, and lean back against the wall, eyeing up the large man and his slave-girl. Smiling, he nods at you before going back to watching the girl in his arms. Now you can see her more clearly, she being sound asleep, loud snores emanate from her. You have to stifle a laugh at how so small a girl produces such un-feminine sounds, worried that you might wake her. The entire journey, the girls master cuddles her against his chest, occasionally leaning down to lay a quick kiss on her forehead. All in all, its rather adorable to watch, the man obviously caring a lot about his submissive. As your floor comes and you leave, you take one last look back at them, receiving another appreciative nod from the large man. You wonder about the two of them and their sweet relationship as you head on towards your intended location. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

<<addToFurniture "Giant teddy bear">>Looking through a catalogue on a stand you see a list of possible changes that can be made to your room here at the facility. Looking through the furnishings section, eventually, you find just the cutest giant teddy bear and write out its code. Your purchase selected, you bring the order slip to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Like, oh my god. I have a picture of it on my tablet here and it’s … well huge. Like, totally adorbs too, so you’ve got my blessing. But, still … like, wow. It’s just so fluffy" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<addToFurniture "Neon unicorn painting">>Looking through a catalogue on a stand you see a list of possible changes that can be made to your room here at the facility. Looking through the furnishings section, eventually, you find a memorising neon painting of a unicorn, and write out its code. Your purchase selected, you bring the order slip to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "It’s so beautiful. Like I could watch it all day. I think I might even have one, but my brain feels all tingly for some reason. It’s super cute though. Plus, like, who doesn’t love unicorns?" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

You find yourself in front of your giant furry friend. At over 7-foot-tall, the huge soft toy is certainly eye catching. In the shape of a traditional teddy bear, his snuggly belly is extremely inviting, ready for hugs or maybe something more if you were more inventive. As you look him over, you idly wonder whether he’d be comfy to sleep on given his giant soft form. [img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/TeddyBear1.png]] Finished interacting with your giant teddy bear, you find yourself <a data-passage="Room Hub">standing in your bedroom</a>. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>> With your diapers on, looking at the soft belly of your giant stuffed friend, you get a brilliant idea.<<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>> Sadly, you're too tired to hump your teddy bear at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again? <<else>> Do you, [[hump your teddy bear?|Room Giant Teddy Bear Secret Scene][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1]]<</if>><</if>>

You find yourself in front of your neon painting of a unicorn. Before your eyes the colours shift, indicating that this simple picture might be more than it appears. As you look upon it you feel peaceful, happy, maybe even a little … horny? But who wouldn’t be, unicorns are the best! [img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/UnicornPainting.jpg]] Finished interacting with your neon unicorn poster, you find yourself <a data-passage="Room Hub">standing in your bedroom</a>. <<if $bimboSkill >=1 || $altMinorBimboTrait>> Looking deeply into the painting one last time, you feel like the image is moving, waving around rhythmically in front of you.<<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>> Thankfully, you're too tired to hypnotised by the painting at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be susceptible again? <<else>> Do you, [[stare longer at the painting?|Room Neon Unicorn Painting Secret Scene][$timesMasturbated +=1; $actionAmountCurrent +=1]]<</if>><</if>>

<<orgasm>><<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Rapidly shedding your clothes, leaving them in an untidy heap on the floor, you ready yourself for your cunning plan. <</if>>Taking hold of the teddy bear behemoth, you try to rub yourself against it, finding little purchase and unable to cause enough friction within your $currentUnderwear to pleasure yourself. Undeterred by your early setback, you try to think of an alternative solution. That’s when the answer strikes you. You just need to knock the bear over so you can straddle him, like you were riding a horse. At first, your attempts are rebuffed, as you’re unable to pull over your giant friend. Eventually however, you manage to, racing into him and toppling him over with your momentum. [img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/TeddyBear2.png]] Now atop of him, you cuddle up to the giant soft toy, snuggling into your fluffy compatriot. Your legs dangling either side, you begin your rutting. Inside your $currentUnderwear your <<if $penis && $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>cock presses painfully into your $currentChastity, the combination of pleasure and pain as it rubs against the cushiony insides of your diaper weird yet satisfying<<elseif $vagina && $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>pussy presses uncomfortably against your $currentChastity, the combination of pleasure and pain as you do weirdly satisfying<<elseif $penis && $vagina>>cock stands erect and needy, rubbing against the cushiony insides pleasurably, whilst your pussy is also caressed<<elseif $penis>>cock stands erect and needy, rubbing against the cushiony insides pleasurably<<else>>cunt is wet and needy, your clit rubbing pleasurably against the cushiony insides<</if>>. Picking up the pace in desperate need, you sink lower<<if $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>>hoping to rub your breasts against the soft fur of your lovable friend, yet of course due to your thick chastity bra you’re disappointingly unable to feel anything<<else>>, your <<if $breastSize >0>><<checkBreast>> breasts<<else>>nude chest<</if>> rubbing sensually against the soft fur of your lovable friend<</if>>. Looking up into his black glass eyes and smiling face, you wonder if your furry partner is enjoying this as much as you are. You’re pretty sure, in your aroused state, that he probably is. Wrapping your arms around him as much as you can, embracing him affectionately, you push yourself towards climax with a series of exaggerated humps. Stifling your moan by pressing your face hard into your teddy’s comfy chest, you finally reach your climax. <<if $penis && $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>Your dick painfully swelling against your $currentChastity as cum leaks out of it into the padded confines of your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $vagina && $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>Your pussy feeling sore from the heavy-duty rubbing against your $currentChastity as fem-cum leaks around the edges of it into the padded confines of your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $penis && $vagina>>Your dick and pussy both leaking a healthy dose of cum within the padded confines of your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $penis>>Your dick spurting a healthy load of cum within the padded confines of your $currentUnderwear<<else>>Your pussy spurting a thick wave of fem cum within the padded confines of your $currentUnderwear<</if>>. Exhausted, you collapse into your soft toys extensive form, enjoying the feel of his fluffy coating against your tired body. After resting up a little, you finally pull yourself up, spending the time to sit back up your cuddly lover. It’s difficult but you manage it eventually, finally finding yourself once again [[standing in front of your giant teddy bear|Room Giant Teddy Bear]].

<<orgasm>>Staring deeply into the undulating neon unicorn, the odd peace only grows stronger. Pleasant tingling sensations spread out across your body, making you feel lighter than air. As the feeling grows in intensity, the corners of your vision start to darken eventually fading out your entire vision. As the light fades away, you faintly hear a voice whisper "Yay! Unicorns are the best!" Abruptly you’re jostled back awake. All around you it’s dark. A large moon, high in the nights sky providing what little light there is. Surrounding you, only just visible in the moonlight is a field of tall grass tickling your legs as you’re whisked past it at some speed. That’s when you finally realise what’s happening. Naked, you ride a sparkling white unicorn, majestically racing through the tall grass plains. Your <<if $penis>>hard cock<<else>>needy pussy<</if>> rubs enticingly against its beautiful back, proving you great pleasure as you rock back and forth. You close your eyes, lost in the movement, just enjoying this wonderous opportunity. It’s not every day you find yourself riding a mythical creature across the lands. You for a second have doubts about the situation, but in the end you can’t place what the problem is, so give up and return to your fun. Neighing, your resplendent steed interrupts your thoughts, "Our ride is almost complete $firstName. May we ride again into the endless expanse". Awestruck, you respond "Wow! Did you just talk!" "No … I mean … Neigh", the unicorn answers, it’s final response more a result of onomatopoeia than the natural sound of a horse. However, you have very little time to contemplate this oddity. All around you a rapturous sensation spreads once again, causing you to spasm in pleasure. The edges of your vision overcome by a bright swirling neon rainbow. As your entire world is finally consumed by the neon light, you finally hit the peak of pleasure, experiencing what you can only describe as a full body climax as you collapse into unconsciousness. … Waking, you find yourself on the floor in front of your neon unicorn painting. Between your legs lies one of your pillows, your <<if $penis && $chastityLevel != 0 && $chastityLocked>>$currentChastity clad cock<<if $vagina>> and pussy<</if>>><<elseif $vagina && $chastityLevel != 0 && $chastityLocked>>$currentChastity clad pussy<<elseif $penis && $vagina>>flaccid cock and pussy<<elseif $penis>> flaccid cock<<else>>soaking pussy<</if>> resting upon it. You’re completely nude, a small pool of your fluids soaking through your comfy pillow, filling the air with the scent of sex. <<if $currentChastity != 0 && $chastityLocked>>You’re not exactly sure how you managed to cum despite being locked in chastity, however, you’re also not going to complain about it either. <</if>>Exhausted, you can do little else but curl up with it in a bundle on the floor. After resting up a little, you finally stand yourself up, spending a little time to put back your damp pillows. It’s doesn’t take long, and soon you find yourself once again [[standing in front of your neon unicorn poster|Room Neon Unicorn Painting]].

<<if visited() <=1>>Travelling through the facility, you finally find yourself at your destination. Looking around, the clinical white tile walls and floor immediately remind you of why you’re here. Today you’re going to let someone test experimental procedures on you. Other than a locked cabinet, and a single large dentists’ style chair, the room is devoid of any further furniture. Slowly, you start to worry. Who knows what’s going to happen. Now you can only hope you get lucky in whatever outcome you receive, it’s entirely possible that you’ll receive a placebo, right? You’re broken from your thoughts as you hear the sound of footsteps on tiles. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/ClinicChair.jpg]]</div> Looking up, you’re pleasantly surprised to see the familiar face of Dr.Radcliff. "Excellent, you’re already here", he smiles, checking a clipboard he carries with him. "Why …", you start before being cut off. "I’m here to conduct the experimental procedure today. You see, as your appointed doctor, it would be unseemly for me to let another doctor handle you. This way, I can keep an eye on you, and ensure that I know exactly whatever has happened to you as soon as whatever test is complete. Also, I have to admit, I prefer doing the lab tests to filing paperwork or checking scraped knees. I would have thought you’d be thankful to have me here, a calming presence to keep you reassured during the tests", Radcliff absentmindedly monologues, still reading the chart in his hand. Finally looking up he continues, "Well, if everything is in order I’ll just need you to tell me what you’re willing to test today. We have a variety of tests available. From the mundane to the more … interesting. Of course, your pay is scaled based on severity, so keep that in mind". <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>"Oh, I almost forgot, you’ll also need to be completely nude. Wouldn’t want your clothes to get caught on anything or do you harm", he adds as an afterthought. With little other choice now that you’re here <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>.<</if>> Being shown the chart on his clipboard, you see a list of possible experimental procedures you can apply for. But, how severe a treatment do you really want to let be conducted on you? Do you: [[Select mundane tests|Lab Testing Job Mundane Tests][$ggp +=100]] [[Select minor tests|Lab Testing Job Minor Tests][$ggp +=200; if($radcliffRelationship<=98){$radcliffRelationship += 2;}else{$radcliffRelationship = 100;};]] [[Select medium tests|Lab Testing Job Medium Tests][$ggp +=400; if($radcliffRelationship<=96){$radcliffRelationship += 4;}else{$radcliffRelationship = 100;};]] [[Select extreme tests|Lab Testing Job Extreme Tests][$ggp +=600; if($radcliffRelationship<=92){$radcliffRelationship += 8;}else{$radcliffRelationship = 100;};]]<<else>>Travelling through the facility, you finally find yourself at your destination. Looking around, you once again see the clinical white tile walls and floor. Other than a locked cabinet, and a single large dentists’ style chair, the room is devoid of any further furniture. Already standing there, clipboard in hand is the familiar face of Dr.Radcliff. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/ClinicChair.jpg]]</div> "Excellent, you’re already here. We’ve already gone through it all last time, so I’m assuming I won’t need to brief you again", he smiles, checking the chart in his hand. "Su …", you start before being cut off. "Great, great. We’ve no time for that now, do we. It’s time to do some science, not read off dusty disclaimers", Radcliff absentmindedly monologues, still reading the chart in his hand. Finally looking up, he continues, "Well, if everything is in order I’ll just need you to tell me what you’re willing to test today. We have a variety of tests available. From the mundane to the more … interesting. Of course, your pay is scaled based on severity, so keep that in mind". <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>"Oh, I almost forgot, you’ll also need to be completely nude. Wouldn’t want your clothes to get caught on anything or do you harm", he adds as an afterthought. With little other choice now that you’re here <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>.<</if>> Being shown the chart on his clipboard, you see a list of possible experimental procedures you can apply for. But, how severe a treatment do you really want to let be conducted on you? Do you: [[Select mundane tests|Lab Testing Job Mundane Tests][$ggp +=100]] [[Select minor tests|Lab Testing Job Minor Tests][$ggp +=200; if($radcliffRelationship<=98){$radcliffRelationship += 2;}else{$radcliffRelationship = 100;};]] [[Select medium tests|Lab Testing Job Medium Tests][$ggp +=400; if($radcliffRelationship<=96){$radcliffRelationship += 4;}else{$radcliffRelationship = 100;};]] [[Select extreme tests|Lab Testing Job Extreme Tests][$ggp +=600; if($radcliffRelationship<=92){$radcliffRelationship += 8;}else{$radcliffRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>>

Selecting the lowest level tests on the list, just to be safe, you begin your session of being a test subject. Thankfully, it turns out that being a tester for mundane experiments is rather simple, in fact it’s rather nice most of the time. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/NakedLabTest.png]]</div> <</if>>You start off by testing a series of minor cosmetics and skin care samples, none of which have any adverse effect. In fact, they seem to have no effect at all other than making your skin feel nice and refreshed. Seeing your look, Dr.Radcliff explains that the mundane tests are exactly that, mundane. It turns out that this level of tests is for things like food, drinks and cosmetics that they want to get feedback on, rather than actual procedures. He points out that he’d rather be conducting more interesting procedures, but that at the same time these tests make the facility a lot of money, of which he gets a cut for overseeing them. The next couple of hours go by swimmingly. You’re pampered with various spa treatments, fed delicious foods, and given a weird glowing blue drink that you can only describe as amazing. Overall, not a bad way to make some money within the facility. At the end of your time, Dr.Radcliff signs off the form he’s been filling out throughout your tests, and clips it further back within the confines of his clipboard. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Handing you back your clothes<<else>>Everything complete<</if>> he smiles and tells you that you’ve done a good job today for science. As you leave, a familiar monotone voice chimes, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 100 G.G.P for assisting scientific research". Your job here complete, you <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Selecting the next to lowest level tests on the list, just to be safe, you feel relatively confident that whatever happens next shouldn’t be too bad. Taking a seat on the dentists' style chair as directed to by Dr.Radcliff, you watch as he opens the cabinet, rummaging through it noisily. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/NakedLabTest.png]]</div> <</if>>Returning, he explains calmly, "Just a few minor serums to test on you. Most should be inert, so you shouldn’t see much change. We’re looking for more than anything to see if someone has messed up classifying these mixtures than their actual effects. Chances are, you’ll walk out of here just as you are now, just a little richer than you started". Not giving you a chance to enquire, he <<print either("levels his hand in your direction, letting you see the ray-gun like device he’s holding. With a flash of bright light emanating from the end, you’re pretty sure that the testing has begun","quickly jabs you in the arm with a hypodermic gun, causing you to flinch at the stinging feeling. The look on his face hints he may be a tad regretful of his choice to be so direct", "pours a brightly coloured mixture from a beaker in his hand into your mouth. Coughing and spluttering a little from the sudden assault, you notice that the mysterious liquid actually tastes rather nice");>>. The test now administered, all you can do now is wait to see if anything happens. <<set $random = random(1,10)>><<if $random==1 && $hairLength <=6>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Minor Hair Growth]]>><<elseif $random==2 && $breastSize <=30>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Minor Breast Growth]]>><<elseif $random==3 && $assSize <=4>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Minor Ass Growth]]>><<elseif $random==4 && $femininity <=99>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Minor Increase Femininity]]>><<elseif $random==5 && $lipSize <= 2>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Minor Lip Growth]]>><<elseif $random==6>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Minor Hair Colour Change]]>><<elseif $random==7 && $thighSize <= 2>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Minor Thigh Growth]]>><<else>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Minor Nothing Happens]]>><</if>> At the end of your time, Dr.Radcliff signs off the form he’s been filling out throughout your tests and clips it further back within the confines of his clipboard. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Handing you back your clothes,<<else>>Everything complete,<</if>> he smiles and tells you that you’ve done a great job today for science and that he’s proud of you. As you leave, a familiar monotone voice chimes, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 200 G.G.P for assisting scientific research". Your job here complete, you <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<set $hairLength +=1>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<else>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<set $fringe = false>>You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel a tickling around your scalp. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to you head, more specifically, likely to your hair. Your suspicions are confirmed, as before your very eyes, your hair starts growing out. The soft rub, as hair grows past your ears. makes you laugh out, unable to resist the sensation. All the while, Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>In the end your $hairColour hair has now extending itself, leaving it <<checkHair>>. The downside is that your hair has also been messed up by the sudden growth, becoming unkempt and lacking a definitive style. Dr.Radcliff notes these changes with a smile, measuring them precisely before he’ll finally consider your session complete.

You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd stretching sensation within your chest. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to your chest, more specifically you think you’re likely <<if $breastSize ==0>>growing breasts<<else>>having your breasts expand<</if>>. Your suspicions are confirmed, as before your very eyes you see the expansion of breasts, jiggling outward and gaining in mass. You run your hands over them to check them, causing you to moan out loud, unable to resist the pleasant sensation. Your soft mounds are extremely sensitive to your touch. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. <<set $breastSize +=1>>In the end, upon your chest now sit a pair of <<checkBreast>> boobs. Dr.Radcliff notes these changes with a smile, measuring them precisely before he’ll finally consider your session complete. Before he’s finished, he has also ordered changes of clothing to accommodate your new size to be sent to your room.

<<set $assSize +=1>>You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd stretching sensation from your behind. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to your bum. Not wanting to put pressure on it during a change, you roll over, sticking your ass up in the air. Your suspicions are confirmed, as before your very eyes you see the expansion of your buttocks, jiggling outward and gaining in mass. You run your hands over them to check them, causing you to moan out loud, unable to resist the pleasant sensation, your soft bum extremely sensitive to your touch. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. In the end you are now the proud owner of a <<checkAss>> sized ass. Dr.Radcliff notes these changes with a smile, measuring them precisely before he’ll finally consider your session complete. Before he’s finished, he has also ordered changes of clothing to accommodate your new size to be sent to your room.

<<if $femininity >=96>><<set $femininity =100>><<else>><<set $femininity +=5>><</if>>You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd tingling all over. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to you though what it is you cannot tell. Not wanting to cause any issues, you try and sit as still as possible. Your suspicions are confirmed, as before your very eyes you see your entire frame look daintier, subtle changes to your body making you look all the more feminine. You run your hands over each other to check them out, causing you to moan out loud, unable to resist the pleasant sensation. Your soft skin seems extremely sensitive to your touch. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. In the end you now feel decidedly more feminine. Dr.Radcliff notes these changes with a smile, measuring them precisely before he’ll finally consider your session complete.

You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you wonder if anything is going to happen at all. By the thirty minute mark, you still haven’t seen any results and Dr.Radcliff seems to be getting bored. Looking over at him, tapping his shoe and re-reading the clipboard for the twentieth time, you clear your throat. "Something should have happened by now if the serum was active. I thought that one might have been active. Oh well, I guess we still got to do some research. I suppose we can just have a sit down until then, maybe chat a bit", he responds, once again more to himself than directed at you. So, in the end nothing happens. Instead you and Dr.Radcliff spend the next couple of hours making small talk. There are certainly worse ways you could be making money, you think to yourself during a lull in the conversation.

<<set $lipSize +=1>>You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd stretching across your lips. A spreading warmth in your face indicates to you that something is happening to you, and if you had to guess you’d probably put money on it happening to your mouth, though what it is exactly you cannot tell. Your suspicions are confirmed as the stretching sensation only increases, your lips feeling heavier than they once did. You run your tongue over each of them to check them out, causing you to moan out loud, unable to resist the pleasant sensation. Your soft lips seem extremely sensitive to your touch. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. In the end, when the transformation is settled, you now have <<checkLips>> lips. Dr.Radcliff notes these changes with a smile, measuring them precisely before he’ll finally consider your session complete.

Before you, the screen changes, flickering as if something had corrupted and broken. Mismatched lines of colour streak across the screen, making you worry that something has gone badly wrong. Giving it a hard tap on the side, the tablet returns to somewhat normal, a strange new interface now in view.<<if $inventory.indexOf(" R&D Department key card") != -1>><<removeFromInventory " R&D Department key card">><<addToInventory "R&D Department key card">> A pop-up message on the screen announces that your key card has been fixed. A small apology from the programmer who produced it accompanies the declaration, thanking you for your patience in dealing with the fix.<</if>> Cheat Menu: G.G.P = $ggp |[[Add 100 G.G.P|Cheat Menu][$ggp +=100]]|[[Add 1000 G.G.P|Cheat Menu][$ggp +=1000]]|[[Add 10,000 G.G.P|Cheat Menu][$ggp +=10000]]|[[Set G.G.P to 0|Cheat Menu][$ggp =0]] <<if $submission >= 0>>Submission = $submission<<else>>Domination = <<set $domination = 0-$submission>>$domination<</if>> <<if $submission >= 0>>[[Increase Submission|Cheat Menu][if($submission < 90){$submission += 10;}else{$submission = 100;};]]|[[Decrease Submission|Cheat Menu][$submission -= 10]]|[[Max Submission|Cheat Menu][$submission = 100]]|[[Min Submission|Cheat Menu][$submission = 0]]<<else>>[[Increase Dominance|Cheat Menu][if($submission > -90){$submission -= 10;}else{$submission = -100;};]]|[[Decrease Dominance|Cheat Menu][$submission += 10]]|[[Max Dominance|Cheat Menu][$submission = -100]]|[[Min Dominance|Cheat Menu][$submission = -1]]<</if>> <<if $femininity >= 0>>Femininity = $femininity<<else>>Masculinity = <<set $masculinity = 0-$femininity>>$masculinity<</if>> <<if $femininity >= 0>>[[Increase Femininity|Cheat Menu][if($femininity < 90){$femininity += 10;}else{$femininity = 100;};]]|[[Decrease Femininity|Cheat Menu][$femininity -= 10]]|[[Max Femininity|Cheat Menu][$femininity = 100]]|[[Min Femininity|Cheat Menu][$femininity = 0]]<<else>>[[Increase Masculinity|Cheat Menu][if($femininity > -90){$femininity -= 10;}else{$femininity = -100;};]]|[[Decrease Masculinity|Cheat Menu][$femininity += 10]]|[[Max Masculinity|Cheat Menu][$femininity = -100]]|[[Min Masuclinity|Cheat Menu][$femininity = -1]]<</if>> Time of day = <<checkTime>> |[[Early Morning|Cheat Menu][$time = 1]]|[[Noon|Cheat Menu][$time = 3]]|[[Late Afternoon|Cheat Menu][$time = 5]]|[[Late Evening|Cheat Menu][$time = 7]] Number of complaints against you = $numberOfComplaints |[[Reset complaints|Cheat Menu][$numberOfComplaints =0]]|[[Maximise complaints|Cheat Menu][$numberOfComplaints = 5]] Current action limit = $actionLimit |[[Increase action limit|Cheat Menu][$actionLimit +=1]]|[[Decrease action limit|Cheat Menu][$actionLimit -=1]]<<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>> Diaper Punishment Level = $diaperPunishmentLevel |[[Reset diaper punishment level|Cheat Menu][$diaperPunishmentLevel = 0]]|[[Maximise diaper punishment level|Cheat Menu][$diaperPunishmentLevel = 5]]<</if>><<if $abdlTrainer>> ABDL Trainer Punishment Level = $abdlTrainerPunishment |[[Reset ABDL Trainer punishment level|Cheat Menu][$abdlTrainerPunishment = 0]]|[[Maximise ABDL punishment level|Cheat Menu][$abdlTrainerPunishment = 5]]<</if>><<if $diaperSkill >0 && $diaperMessingPlay>> Diaper Messiness Level = $diaperMessCounter |<<if $diaperMessCounter == 0>>Minimum diaper messiness<<else>>[[Decrease diaper mess level|Cheat Menu][$diaperMessCounter -= 1]]<</if>>|[[Increase diaper mess level|Cheat Menu][$diaperMessCounter += 1]]<</if>><<if $diaperSkill >0 && $diaperWettingPlay>> Diaper Wetness Level = $diaperWetCounter |<<if $diaperWetCounter == 0>>Minimum diaper wetness<<else>>[[Decrease diaper wetness level|Cheat Menu][$diaperWetCounter -= 1]]<</if>>|[[Increase diaper wetness level|Cheat Menu][$diaperWetCounter += 1]]<</if>><<if $lactationPlay && $lactating>> Alter lactation level (current stored = $lactationLevel ml) |[[Empty lactation|Cheat Menu][$lactationLevel = 0]]|[[Half-fill lactation|Cheat Menu][$lactationLevel = $lactationCap/2]]|[[Fill lactation|Cheat Menu][$lactationLevel = $lactationCap]]<</if>><<if $petPlayTrainer>> Pet-Play Trainer increase visits (7 visits required for stage 2 - current visits = $petPlayTrainerVisits) |[[Add 7 trainer visits|Cheat Menu][$petPlayTrainerVisits += 7]]<</if>><<if $pregnancyPlay && $impregnatable>> <button title="Click to show/hide room womb contents" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('pregnancy contents') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('pregnancy contents') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('pregnancy contents') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide womb contents</button><div id="pregnancy contents" style="display:none"><<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><table class="singleTable"> <th>Pregnancy Report</th> <<if $currentPregnancy.length == 0>><tr><td>None</td></tr><<else>><<for _i = 0; _i < $currentPregnancy.length; _i++>><tr><td>Pregnancy Number: <<set _pregnancyChildNumber = (_i + 1)>>_pregnancyChildNumber Father: <<if $currentPregnancy[_i].Father == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Father <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Father == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Father == 7>>Unknown tentacle-creature<<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Father == 8>>Agent Davis<<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Father == 9>>Villin<</if>> Mother: <<if $currentPregnancy[_i].Mother == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Mother <= 5>>Unknown human<</if>> Species: <<if $currentPregnancy[_i].Type == 1>>Human<<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Type == 2>>Part-slime<<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Type == 3>>Part-tentacle-creature<<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Type == 4>>Part-bunny-human<</if>> Gender: $currentPregnancy[_i].Gender Build: <<if $currentPregnancy[_i].Size == 1>>Slightly undersized<<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Size == 2>>Average<<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Size == 3>>Above average size<<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Size == 4>>Chubby<</if>> Hair: <<if $currentPregnancy[_i].Hair>>Short $currentPregnancy[_i].HairColour<<else>>Bald<</if>> Skin Colour: $currentPregnancy[_i].SkinColour Eye Colour: $currentPregnancy[_i].EyeColour Birthing Value: <<capture _childBirthPayout>><<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $currentPregnancy[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>><<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>><</if>>_childBirthPayout<</capture>> Adoption Value: <<capture _childAdoptValue>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $currentPregnancy[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>><<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $currentPregnancy[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>><</if>>_childAdoptValue<</capture>> Ownership Status: <<if $currentPregnancy[_i].Kept>>Owned by mother<<else>>Sent for Adoption<</if>> </td></tr><</for>><</if>> </table></div><</if>> [[Return to options menu|Options]]

<<if $roomWait>>On your random wander to pass the time, you decide to take a short detour through the facilities main recreational plaza. There’s no reason you shouldn’t have a quick dance after all, especially as you’re just going for a walk and dancing is basically walking but better. Smiling at your stunning logic, you decide that checking out the recreational hub for the Center is a smart use of your time.<<else>>You stride confidently towards your intended destination, taking a short detour through the facilities main recreational plaza on your way. There’s no reason you couldn’t stop for a quick dance on the way through, you think to yourself, smiling at how smart you’re being at managing your time.<</if>> That’s when you smell some of the prettiest aromas you’ve ever encountered. Following your nose, you arrive in front of a small, yet exceedingly pink kiosk. A wide array of makeup and perfume sits in front of you temptingly, each enticing you to investigate them. Deciding that you have a bit of spare time, you begin spritzing a flowery scent on your wrist, sighing merrily as you sniff its feminine scent. … Looking up, you spot the stalls owner, a pretty woman wearing a sexy nurses outfit. Her short blonde hair perfectly frames a smiling face, expertly painted with makeup. You momentarily wonder if you should have asked before testing practically every perfume on display, though soon conclude that good perfume is meant to be shared so your actions are obviously in the right. "Like. Hey! Nice to meet you. They smell amazing, don’t they? You look really awesome already, but we have these free makeover sessions available if you want one. They are just the best thing ever", giggles the nurse, nonchalantly squeezing her prominent breasts together as she speaks. Awestruck by the kind offer, you exclaim, "Wow! But, like how do they manage to give away awesome free stuff?". The question more rhetorical than anything. "Like, they get paid by the facility for everyone who they work on. But, like, I only pick the best people too so you’re still super special. You’ll get some spa time, then you’ll get a full body massage. We have some really hunky guys who do the massages too, I bet you’ll love it. Then at the end, we have this photo guy who does like … he finds model as a job. He normally is willing to pay really good money too, and I bet it’d be super fun. So, you want the session?" You take a moment to think, vaguely remembering that you had something to do, somewhere to be. However, a faint feeling in the back of your mind reminds you that you need to relax and look after yourself. Not sure what to do, you look over at the smiling bimbo saleswoman, her excited grin motivating you to make a decision quickly. Do you: [[Accept the offer|Bimbo Accept Makeover]] [[Decline the offer|Bimbo Decline]]

Of course you want to be pampered. A makeover, an awesome massage, maybe even some photos to remember your spa trip with. What more could you ask for? Accepting the offer, you find yourself jumping up and down with glee, hand in hand with the bimbo nurse, "You’re super lucky. I’m so jealous. I only get to go like twice a week. You’re going to have such an awesome time. Like, well have to do this together some time, I bet they’d totally be up for that". Whisked away, too excited to pay much attention, you chat with your new friend about all the options that you’ll have available to you. Before you realize it, you’re in a lavish looking spa, like you might expect in an expensive resort. Checking you in, she gives you a goodbye hug before leaving, pointing out that she has to go back to working the stall. Following directions, you end up passing through a set of rooms, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>removing your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>removing your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>already naked, the checking in process is much quicker<</if>>. Now nude except a towel, your pampering begins. You’re given a face mask, and a tasty and very healthy sounding drink. Experts paint and buff your nails as you lounge about, being waited on by nude muscular men. After your face mask is finished, you’re then given a beautiful make-over, your face looking practically unrecognisable by the skilled labour. All the while your tired feet are massaged and pedicured. As you drift off for a quick nap, you note that you could really get used to being treated like this. … Blinking, you realise you’re no longer where you were before. Now lying on your front. A soothing pressure on your back answers your query. Turning your head languidly, you spot another buff, and totally nude, male spa worker. His huge hands pushing out the knots and kinks from your obviously overworked form. It just feels so nice. You can really understand why your nurse friend was so jealous of you getting to come here. Unable to keep yourself awake, the whole experience just too tranquil, you once again succumb to slumber. … Pushing yourself up, more to stretch out than to actually get up, you notice that your massage has come to an end. Rolling your shoulders, you spot just how limber you now are, your body practically tingles with a post massage glow. Standing to one side is another muscled man, his rippling biceps glistening in the light. However, unlike the others, this man actually has some clothes, though that might be an overstatement. A pair of tiny skin-tight shorts and a camera hanging from a strap around his neck, being all that he wears. "Hey sleepyhead. I work for the spa", he announces, as he looks you over. "You look amazing. I’m guessing you’re feeling great too, what with falling asleep and everything. Don't worry, you're not the only client I've found so relaxed that they end up taking a nap. My job around here is to get the best photos possible, so of course I had to come and beg you to be my model. The pay is great, and think about how much you’ll enjoy having a memento of your spa trip to look back at. I guess what I’m saying is, will you be my muse", his voice husky and seductive. The look on his face, is one of undisguised lust as he takes in your naked form. Do you: [[Accept the offer|Bimbo Accept Makeover Modelling][$ggp += 150]] [[Decline the offer|Bimbo Decline]]

Nodding your head enthusiastically, you agree. "Yay! I’m going to be a sexy super model", you cheer, striking exaggerated poses as you day-dream about what’s about to happen. "Yes, my wonderous beauty. I have a feeling they’ll be unable to look away from you. I can’t resist a moment longer, I must start now. Soon the world will celebrate your splendour", his honeyed tone and compliments pulling a tittering laugh from your mouth. Everyone appreciates compliments, right? As you contemplate that question, you watch as he starts to ready his camera. "So, ehm, like. Where are all the pretty clothes you want me to wear?", you ask, confused by his apparent readiness to start. "Haha. A funny joke you’ve made, my resplendent muse. Of course there are no clothes, what sort of a man would I be to deny this view to the world", the muscled photographer laughs, a good-natured smile across his face. "Like, of course. I’m glad you think my joke was funny. And, you know, that you think I’m super hot and stuff", you giggle. Now that he’s pointed it out, it does seem silly to think that you’d be modelling clothes, being naked is way more fun. With that out of the way, you begin your journey into modelling. Your photographer is extremely supportive of you. Forgiving your mistakes instantly, and complimenting your successes. He constantly, smiles and offers tips to you on what sort of poses will look best. It’s tough work, who would have known that being a famous model would be so much effort, though the thought of seeing yourself up on a billboard pushes you through the minor cramps and moments of fatigue. You do have a little issue with paying attention, repeatedly getting swept up in admiring the man’s glistening muscles, but who could blame you for that. Letting the camera hang loosely again, he hums, "You’ve already made 150 G.G.P for your work. I’m sure that your beauty will entice even those business CEO’s with the coldest of hearts, and of course will set their lusts aflame. However, if my muse would be willing to do some, more risqué shoots, I could make you a worldwide sensation in half the time. So, are you willing to make a masterpiece today?". As he finishes, you hear a nearby wall terminal interrupt, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 150 G.G.P, for nude modelling". Do you: [[Agree to more modelling|Bimbo Accept Makeover More Modelling][$ggp += 300; $timesAnallyFucked += 1]] [[Decline doing more modelling|Bimbo Accept Makeover End Modelling]]

Calling an end to your modelling session, you sit down with your photographer. He discusses his plans for the finished pictures, talking about all the different clients he has who’d be willing to buy them. In particular, he has some cosmetics and healthcare brands in mind, who he thinks would love to plaster your beautiful image all over their products. The prospect of your face being synonymous with some of the world’s leading health and beauty brands has you so excited you’re dancing with joy. But, then he starts talking about boring stuff. Turns out not only will it take maybe months for your images to get picked up and used, but also, he wants to talk to you about stupid legal stuff. You don’t pay much attention, instead more pre-occupied with watching him flex his arms as he picks up prints and documents to show you. His muscles look chiselled and sculpted to perfection, constantly shining with a healthy glimmer. You start to ponder whether his physique is natural, or maybe the result of extensive body modification. Either way, it’s impressive. Mindlessly signing the documents he puts in front of you, you wonder why this dumb part is necessary at all. "That’s all perfect. Thanks, my beautiful muse, for letting me spread your splendour to an undeserving world. The forms are largely unnecessary, seeing as your rights are rather lessened due to your captive state. But, I prefer to be exact, I wouldn’t want a divine wonder such as yourself to be disappointed in my work", his words slow and syrupy as he praises you. You giggle as he takes your hand, laying a delicate kiss upon the back of it. "Till we meet again, my resplendent muse". Finally taking your leave, you slowly amble out of the spa, saying goodbye to everyone you’ve met during your session as you go. Thinking back on today, you’re rather happy with how things went. You got to smell some pretty perfumes, got pampered by a first-class spa, and even got paid by a muscle-bound flirt to be a, hopefully, world class model. Though you did have somewhere to be, didn’t you? Unsure where you're supposed go, or what you're supposed to be doing, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Excitement once again flaring, you agree fervently. You wonder, what sort of silly person would ever turn down such an amazing offer. Momentarily, you wonder what ‘more risqué’ means, but if it makes you famous, does it really matter? Helping you back up onto the massage table, such that you’re kneeling atop of it. He places a finger on your <<checkLips>> lips, and then whispers in your ear, "Wait here, my wonderous divine. Close your eyes, and promise not to peak. I want to catch your visage the moment I show you the surprise I have prepared for you". You close your eyes, looking forward to your surprise. The possibilities flood your mind, will it be pink and cute, or will it be sexy … oh, or will it be sex. Squeaking wheels pique your interest even further, even more unsure what it could be. Opening your eyes, unable to resist the temptation any longer, your eyes go wide in surprise and awe. Sitting before you is a sex machine, but that’s not even the best part, it’s bright pink and covered in sequins. Well, except for the knobbly dildo on the end of it, that’s just cute and glittery, which is probably for the best. "I knew you’d love it my beauty", he laughs as he takes photos of your captivated face, "This tool of rapturous pleasure is all for your enjoyment. I wish to capture your moment of absolute bliss, so that it may be preserved for the ages". Still enthralled by the pink device, all you can think to say is, "It’s amazing … it’s so pretty I want to cry". As you continue to fantasise about the wonderous sex toy, your photographer friend starts to wheel it up behind you. Helping you to prepare for the incoming intrusion, he applies a liberal amount of lube to his finger, running it delicately in and out of your puckered hole. You groan happily on your hands and knees, about to experience that pink beauty up your back passage. Pulling apart your <<checkAss>> bum cheeks, he slowly starts threading the dildo into your rear. At first it meets a little resistance, more due to the nub across its surface, but the large amount of lube makes the invasion both simple and pleasurable. Flipping a switch, the machine springs to action, slowly pistoning into your depths. All the while, he takes photos of your blissful look, and drooling <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>>. The sensations are intense, the pretty pink dildo actually warm to the touch, making it feel all the more real. Though, in truth, it’s probably better than the real thing, what with the knobbly bumps and its much cuter appearance. No longer even thinking about the photos, or of modelling, your entire world is focused on the amazing feelings of being rammed in the bottom. Your whole body hot from the exhausting fun. Standing in front of you, your friend the photographer catches your moment of orgasm, your face contorted in a look of pure ecstasy. Moving quickly, he even catches the point where your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>lady hole<</if>> sprays a large burst of fluids down onto the table beneath you. Utterly wiped out, you lean forward, resting your head and closing your eyes, the aftershocks of orgasm still rolling through you. As he pulls the dildo from your rear with a squelch, he whispers encouragingly to you, "You did such a supreme job today. Your look of true happiness as you found orgasm will be a known across the world. No one will be deprived of your splendour, my muse". Exhausted, you start to plan what [[you're going to do next|Bimbo Accept Makeover End Modelling]].

As you pass through the dormitory main room, you hear a high pitch voice cry out in frustration. Curious, you look over, trying to locate its source. It takes you a moment to spot the tiny figure, lying face first on the floor. You probably would have missed them entirely, if not for the large black cat tail whipping around wildly. Taking a closer look, you notice that the girl is wearing a full sexy maids outfit, complete with frilly head dress, a pair of cat like ears sprouting atop of her short-cut brown hair. Her tiny hands beat against the floor, as she sulks and tantrums. <<if $metRiley>>Of course, you recognize her as Riley the cat-maid.<</if>> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RileySmall.png]]</div> Now closer, you can just about make out her carpet muffled complaints, ".. s’not fair. Every time! Every single time! Why is everyone so mean to me. I’m cute, aren’t I? So how come I get boring cleaning duty. Riley is a good cat-girl, just wants people to love her, why do they keep being so cruel to her. I’ll never be done in time for the party". Standing there, you realise you have two choices. Either, you can try to help the poor kitten, a bit of cleaning wouldn’t be too difficult, would it? Or, you could leave her be, it’s not like you know much about what’s going on here, however distressed she seems. The question is, do [[you want to help her|Dorm Hub Cat Maid Help]]?

Tapping her on the shoulder, "Hey<<if $metRiley>> Riley<<else>>, I’m $firstName<</if>>. Are you okay?". Startled, the hair on her tail stands on end, her wails only growing louder, "Riley is sorry. Please don’t report me. I’m already going to be in so much trouble. S’not even my fault, they only ever seem to put me on cleaning duty, then they get all complain-ey about me not being able to do it all. They’re so cruel to me". All the while, you notice a hitch in her voice, assessing that she’s probably crying too. Shushing her in an attempt to calm her down, you respond, "It’s okay, I’m here. No need to get upset, I’ll give you a hand if you tell me what you need to do". Looking up, her eyes tinged with red, mascara running down her cheeks, she answers dumfounded, "What? No one ever helps me. You really want to help me out?". Watching for your reply, she looks even more stunned as you nod your assent. "It’s really boring, you sure you want to help me? You’re willing to actually stay, and give me a hand, no tricks right?". Seeing you nod again, she slowly starts to smile, "You’re the best person ever. Everyone but you is mean and evil. <<if $metRiley>>As expected of Riley’s best friend<<else>>You’re now Riley’s best friend<</if>>". With what you can only describe as feline agility, she springs from her position on the floor, her tiny frame wrapped around you in a tight embrace. She actually purrs, as she nuzzles her cheek against your chest. Her head <<if $breastSize ==0>>rubs up and down against your pecs, sniffing in your scent as she goes<<else>>rubs up against your <<checkBreast>> breasts, knocking them about playfully and sniffing loudly<</if>>. Coughing to bring her attention back, she looks up slightly bashfully, "Riley needed to smell her <<if $metRiley>>best friend<<else>>new best friend<</if>> to make sure they smelled right. Riley thinks you smell great, so it’s okay. I’ll show you how to help. Then, I can go to the party, and all the other cat-girls will be jealous about how awesome I am, and I can tell them all about my best person friend". Letting go of you, she quickly runs off, picking up a nearby holder of cleaning supplies. It turns out the work really isn’t that hard at all. In fact, when you think about it, you wonder why Riley wasn’t just working through it in the first place. Though, her overly emotional reactions might be part of the reason. As you work, she continues to heap praise upon you, whilst occasionally complimenting herself, or making catty comments about the other cat girls. You <<if $metRiley>>hear all about<<else>>discover<</if>> that the cat-girls mostly operate out of a café in the facility, also doing some maid work on the side. The accredited cat-girls are all fiercely competitive, and the waitressing jobs are what they compete over the most. Every day they have a party, during which they show-off and brag to each other about how great they are, trying to talk their way into those most prized jobs. Riley, it seems, is upset because one of the cat-girls in charge keeps putting her on maid duty around when the party is supposed to happen, making her get all the worst jobs. To hear that the cute cat-girls have so much infighting is a bit surprising, though Riley assures you that it’s only really between some of the cat-girls, and they’ve to be extra nice to other people or they get the bad jobs anyway. Finally complete, Riley looks at you, awe evident in her eyes. "You’re the best person ever. I’d never have made it on time without you. If I had more time I’d make it up to you so hard. But, I’ve gotta get to the party. Riley needs to let everyone know how great her <<if $metRiley>>best person<<else>>new best person<</if>>. Then, they’ll have no choice but to make Riley boss cat-girl, and everyone will snuggle me and give me stuff. You need to do your part too, tell everyone that your best friend Riley is cutest cat-girl too. But I know you will, you’re the greatest person I’ve ever met". Giving you one last enthusiastic hug. She packs her supplies up and leaves, a happy spring in her step. As the cat-girl skips off merrily, you find yourself left [[standing outside of your dormitory room|Dorm Hub][$metRiley =true]].

You select the 'other options' option, and the screen changes into a list of available facility sanctioned usages of your time, along with their descriptions. Other Options: [[Choose to go for a walk|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Walk Main']] - Go for a relaxing walk and get a little exercise. Note: please do not try to look for escape opportunities during sanctioned walking time. <a data-passage="Auction Introduction Voluntary">Send yourself to auction</a> - Warning! This is the last thing you'll ever do in the facility. Make sure you're ready to leave forever before you choose to do this. [[Back to tablet main screen|Use Tablet]]

Before you, the screen changes, offering you a selection of choices, allowing you to configure your experience with in the facility to your preferences. <hr>Sexuality Selection - allows player to gate sexual preference content: <table> <tr> Interested in everyone (default) <<if $sexualPreference == 0>><<radiobutton "$sexualPreference" "0" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$sexualPreference" "0">><</if>> </tr> <tr> Interested in only women <<if $sexualPreference == 1>><<radiobutton "$sexualPreference" "1" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$sexualPreference" "1">><</if>> </tr> <tr> Interested in only men <<if $sexualPreference == 2>><<radiobutton "$sexualPreference" "2" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$sexualPreference" "2">><</if>> </tr> <tr> No choice mode (player has no choice when selecting client gender in jobs and encounters) <<if $sexualPreference == 3>><<radiobutton "$sexualPreference" "3" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$sexualPreference" "3">><</if>> </tr> </table><hr>Transformation Focus - allows player to decide whether transformations will be more focused on turning the player more masculine or feminine (or will randomly decide between the two): <table> <tr> Femininity focus <<if $femMascFocus == 0>><<radiobutton "$femMascFocus" "0" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$femMascFocus" "0">><</if>> </tr> <tr> No focus (default) <<if $femMascFocus == 1>><<radiobutton "$femMascFocus" "1" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$femMascFocus" "1">><</if>> </tr> <tr> Masculine focus <<if $femMascFocus == 2>><<radiobutton "$femMascFocus" "2" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$femMascFocus" "2">><</if>> </tr> </table><hr>NPC Trainers - trainers will give periodic tasks and attempt to push players into their associated fetishes, fighting against their orders may lead to punishment and impromptu game-over’s: <table> <tr> Femininity/Sissy trainer <<if $femTrainer>><<checkbox "$femTrainer" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$femTrainer" false true>><</if>> - Note: Player will select between femininity or sissy paths through in-game actions (warning: still early and unfinished content)</tr><<if $abdlPlay || $diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay>><tr>ABDL/Diaper content trainer <<if $abdlTrainer>><<checkbox "$abdlTrainer" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$abdlTrainer" false true>><</if>> - Note: ABDL trainer will only train associated fetishes that have been selected by player</tr><</if>> <tr> Pet-Play trainer <<if $petPlayTrainer>><<checkbox "$petPlayTrainer" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$petPlayTrainer" false true>><</if>> </tr> </table><hr>Maximum Daily Work Sessions - Limits the amount of times the player can work in a day <table> <tr> Maximum 1 Daily Work Session <<if $workLimit == 1>><<radiobutton "$workLimit" "1" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$workLimit" "1">><</if>> </tr> <tr> Maximum 2 Daily Work Session <<if $workLimit == 2>><<radiobutton "$workLimit" "2" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$workLimit" "2">><</if>></tr> <tr> Maximum 3 Daily Work Session <<if $workLimit == 3>><<radiobutton "$workLimit" "3" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$workLimit" "3">><</if>></tr> </table><hr>Maximum Daily Training Sessions - Limits the amount of times the player can train skills in a day <table> <tr> Maximum 1 Daily Training Session <<if $trainingLimit == 1>><<radiobutton "$trainingLimit" "1" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$trainingLimit" "1">><</if>> </tr> <tr> Maximum 2 Daily Training Session <<if $trainingLimit == 2>><<radiobutton "$trainingLimit" "2" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$trainingLimit" "2">><</if>></tr> <tr> Maximum 3 Daily Training Session <<if $trainingLimit == 3>><<radiobutton "$trainingLimit" "3" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$trainingLimit" "3">><</if>> </tr> </table><hr>Miscellaneous options: Involuntary TF Mode <<if $involTFPlay>><<checkbox "$involTFPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$involTFPlay" false true>><</if>> - Normally TF-based random encounters will allow players to escape them, with this selected you will have no escape option Random Job Selection Mode <<if $randomJobSelection>><<checkbox "$randomJobSelection" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$randomJobSelection" false true>><</if>> - With this mode every day you will be limited to only 3 different randomly selected options for work out of the jobs you have unlocked No Non-Sexual Jobs Mode <<if $noNonSexualJobs>><<checkbox "$noNonSexualJobs" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$noNonSexualJobs" false true>><</if>> - If you select this option no basic non-sexual jobs will be available for the player to work at (for example; menial labour, basic bar work, makeover artist, etc.) Forced Training Mode <<if $forcedTraining>><<checkbox "$forcedTraining" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$forcedTraining" false true>><</if>> – If you select this option the game will force you to engage in at least one training session each day. Harder Masculinity Costs Mode <<if $harderMasculinityCosts>><<checkbox "$harderMasculinityCosts" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$harderMasculinityCosts" false true>><</if>> - When selected, this option will dramatically increase the cost of purchasing masculinity-based treatments from the Clinic Harder Femininity Costs Mode <<if $harderFemininityCosts>><<checkbox "$harderFemininityCosts" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$harderFemininityCosts" false true>><</if>> - When selected, this option will dramatically increase the cost of purchasing femininity-based treatments form the Clinic Increasing Upkeep Mode <<if $increasingUpkeep>><<checkbox "$increasingUpkeep" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$increasingUpkeep" false true>><</if>> - Normally, daily player upkeep costs remain relatively low, but with this mode active players will face the clock as their upkeep costs continue to climb ever higher (+100 G.G.P every 5 days) Further Increasing Upkeep Mode <<if $highIncreasingUpkeep>><<checkbox "$highIncreasingUpkeep" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$highIncreasingUpkeep" false true>><</if>> - With this mode active players will face a more severe timetable for their stay as their upkeep costs continue to climb ever higher (+200 G.G.P every 5 days – can be combined with previous option for +300 G.G.P every 5 days) Faster Increasing Upkeep Mode <<if $fasterIncreasingUpkeep>><<checkbox "$fasterIncreasingUpkeep" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$fasterIncreasingUpkeep" false true>><</if>> - Normally when playing with upkeep mode active the daily upkeep cost increases every 5 days. With this option active, that time will be cut down to every 3 days, increasing the difficulty even further (needs to be combined with either Increasing Upkeep Mode, Further Increasing Upkeep Mode, or both) Include seasonal encounters all year round? <<if $seasonalEvents>><<checkbox "$seasonalEvents" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$seasonalEvents" false true>><</if>> Remove seasonal encounters all together? <<if $removeSeasonal>><<checkbox "$removeSeasonal" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$removeSeasonal" false true>><</if>> Disable Natural Body Size Changes <<if $disableDailyBuildChanges>><<checkbox "$disableDailyBuildChanges" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$disableDailyBuildChanges" false true>><</if>> - Usually every day the player will slowly lose weight and muscle tone as a result of natural occurrences within their life. With this option selected, these minor daily alterations to body weight and muscle mass will no longer occur. Mobile Mode <<if $mobileView>><<checkbox "$mobileView" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$mobileView" false true>><</if>> - Removes image based menu, allowing in game navigation for mobile users Remove Violence Mode <<if $removeViolenceOption>><<checkbox "$removeViolenceOption" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$removeViolenceOption" false true>><</if>> - Removes aggressive/violent content (Addendum: There isn’t much violence within this game - but as a sandbox some instances normally allow players to react in a violent manner). Remove Player Images <<if $removePlayerImages>><<checkbox "$removePlayerImages" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$removePlayerImages" false true>><</if>> - Removes images involving the default player character stand-in within scenes (default player stand-in is a blonde female). <hr>Pronoun Selection - allows player to choose their personal pronoun - not all NPC’s will use it, but some will: <table> <tr> Standard pronouns (default) <<if $pronoun == 0>><<radiobutton "$pronoun" "0" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$pronoun" "0">><</if>> (based on player appearance) </tr> <tr> Feminine pronouns <<if $pronoun == 1>><<radiobutton "$pronoun" "1" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$pronoun" "1">><</if>> </tr> <tr> Masculine pronouns <<if $pronoun == 2>><<radiobutton "$pronoun" "2" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$pronoun" "2">><</if>> </tr> <tr> Gender neutral pronouns <<if $pronoun == 3>><<radiobutton "$pronoun" "3" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$pronoun" "3">><</if>> </tr> </table> <<button [[Submit Details|Options]]>><</button>>

As you pass through the main shopping plaza, on your way back to your room, you are approached by a tiny brunette girl, with piercing green eyes. Her boobs aren’t huge, but they’re still perky, cute even, if you had to describe them. She looks around nervously, perhaps out of embarrassment for her outfit, if you can even call it that. Her top and skirt are each more comparable with belts than actual clothing, leaving very little to the imagination. Around her neck she wears a leather collar, announcing her as Tiffany-Faye Games. For some reason, the name rings a bell but you’re not sure why, maybe the cute girl has a website or something you wonder. Clutched tightly in both hands, is a canvas shopping bag, a naked girl and the facilities logo printed across it. Whispering shyly, she starts, "Hi. Um … you don’t think that … maybe … could you please look after my bag? I’ve just got some … really nice chocolate, and … I need to go to the toilet. I … don’t want the chocolate to get ruined with toilet smell. So, please … would you? I can even … share if you want". Holding the bag out towards you, she looks around hastily. She’s shaking a lot, though it’s hard to tell if it’s due to her shy demeanour, or if she just really needs to use the toilet. But do you trust this shy girl enough to [[hold her bag?|Travel Back Wrongful Punishment Accused]] <<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

Nodding your agreement, the girl passes the bag to you, "Thanks … I’ll be right back, then we can share". Rushing off in a hurry, the tiny brunette disappears out of sight. Thankfully, you don’t have anywhere to be, so you continue to wait, not going too far so that shy slave-girl can find you again. As you wait, you start to notice that there’s a few more guards patrolling than normal, their distinctive body armour making them easy to spot. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GuardSmall.png]]</div> A particularly large one storms over to you, grunting, "Excuse me <<if $femininity>0>>ma’am<<else>>sir<</if>>, but we’ve had reports of stolen goods. A high-end confectionary store, has had some very expensive merchandise stolen, and has asked us to scour the area for any signs of it. I’m going to need see inside your bag to confirm your innocence". Without any wait, he grabs the bag from out of your hands, rummaging through it with a large padded hand. Whilst you can’t see the man under his heavy-duty helmet, you can almost feel the smirk on his face, your heart dropping in the process as you realise what has happened. Clipping the bag to his belt, he continues. "Seems you do know about that stolen chocolate. Trainees need to be well-behaved around here. Stealing is an especially serious offence, given the monetary circumstances of your stay. Do you have any last words before I pull you over for some public punishment?”. With very few options at your disposal, caught with a bag of stolen goods by the facilities guards. You really only have two options. Either, you accept what is happening, or you try and convince the guard what really happened. Do you: <<if $sexualPreference == 3 && $nonConPlay>>[[Plead your innocence|Travel Back Wrongful Punishment Accept Fate]]<<else>>[[Plead your innocence|Travel Back Wrongful Punishment Plead Innocence]]<</if>> <<if $nonConPlay>>[[Accept your fate|Travel Back Wrongful Punishment Accept Fate]]<<else>>[[Accept your fate|Travel Back Wrongful Punishment Plead Innocence]]<</if>>

You open your mouth, ready to respond but find yourself interrupted by the guard, "It’s not going to do you any good. I’ve caught you with the evidence, there’s no use arguing". As he takes your arm, steering you away, you begin to worry about what is going to happen to you, all for a crime you didn’t commit. Why would anyone steal high-end chocolates of all things? Your train of thought is brought to an abrupt stop, as you look up to a small stage, a set of padded stocks atop of it. Brought up atop of the stage, you gulp nervously. Swiftly, you find yourself affixed into the confines of the stocks, your <<checkAss>> bum sticking out behind you, as you balance awkwardly in a bent over position. Looking out across the shopping plaza, you notice a small crowd gathering to watch your punishment, electronic signs promoting, "The punishment of $firstName $secondName: Shoplifting". After a small crowd amasses, tiredness from the strenuous position beginning to sink in, you hear the guard announce, "Greetings guests and staff. We’re here today to punish a trainee who has committed a severe breach of our rules. As recompense, they will soon receive a selection of corrections for your amusement". The last statement, is punctuated by a stinging thud to your <<checkAss>> rear. Stepping forward to show you the instrument of your pain, the guard holds before you a short leather riding crop. Thwacking it against his gloved hand, your nervousness starts to show again, anticipating what’s going to happen next. At least you’re not left too long to wonder, as the guard begins to rain blows down across your <<checkAss>> ass. All the while, the crowd cheers, and counts along, keeping a tally of humiliation and pain. The pain builds, and your face reddens in response, everything feeling cloudier and just a little too warm. Funnily enough, you’re also starting to feel the tell tail signs of arousal building, as each blow starts becoming tinged with pleasure. Noticing the change, the guard steps back in front of you, now holding a hefty looking paddle in hand, that gives you new cause for concern. However, the blow never comes. Instead, dragged in front of you, on stage, is the tiny brunette from earlier, a tall suited man leading her along. Holding onto her ear, the man calmly states, "I believe there has been a big mistake. My dear Tiffany seems to be the one responsible for all this. As soon as she let slip what really happened I came right over here to put a stop to this. Don’t worry, Tiffany is in a lot of trouble for this stunt. As to the poor <<if $femininity >0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> she left holding the bag, I’m sure Tiffany is very sorry, and I’m more than happy to pay compensation towards them". The formerly shy girl, despite his painful grip on her ear, continues to wriggle about, making whining sounds, "It’s not my fault. I was honest about it and everything. Plus, it’s not my fault someone got blamed for it. In fact, maybe I could get some chocolate to make up for …". Looking down at her, her master firmly says, "Wombats". Upon hearing the word, you spot the girl stop struggling, her eyes glazing over with lust. Her master letting go her, she turns around, leaping into the air and wrapping her legs around the mysterious man. Hugging him tightly, and rubbing her crotch against him as she humps him wildly, her master wraps his arms around her to support her weight. "I think my sweet Tiffany has had enough excitement for today. Have a nice day, and sorry for all the trouble", finishes the mysterious figure, walking away. Looking perplexed, the guard puts down the paddle, before letting you out of the stocks. Finally, he nods his head for you to leave, a groan of disappointment breaking out across the crowd as he does. A monotone chime announces, as you pass a nearby wall terminal on your way out, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 200 G.G.P, as an apology for misunderstandings". Well, it could have ended worse you suppose, as you stroke your sore bum. <<set $ggp += 200>><<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

Travelling through the facility, you finally find yourself at your destination. Looking around, you find yourself in an unremarkable corridor, the only feature which stands out is a bank of touch screen terminals. Taking a closer look, they seem to hold lists of trainee names, sorted by the miscellaneous tasks they’re undertaking. "Trainee $firstName $secondName has started task: relaxing walk. Please return to your dorm room when finished. Have a good day", chimes a familiar monotone, as before your eyes, your name crosses the screen, and is added to the appropriate list. But, what will you do now? Are you really going to go for a walk, or do you have other plans? Do you: [[Have a nice normal walk|Walk Normal]] [[Look for a way to escape|Walk Escape Attempt][$numberOfComplaints +=1; if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;};]]

Escape is the best option, and you aren’t going to find a way out just by sitting around and hoping for one. Deciding that you very little choice otherwise, you endeavour to use your free time to look for a way out. Who knows, maybe you can figure a way to leave with a guest, or sneak out a staff entrance. With your plans in mind, you begin your 'walk'. Making your way through a plethora of extremely similar corridors, many containing twists and bends that make very little sense to you, you start to worry just how viable escape really is. With the vast amount of staff and guests within the facility, you would assume that exits must be plentiful, but reality doesn’t seem to agree. Further, even when you think you’ve figured out a route through the facilities far reaches, you quickly find yourself wrong, unable to keep track of any route. Worst of all are the little scuttering robots, many of them short and disk like in design. You’re sure that at one point a few of them were following you, as if they were wise to your intentions. Though, maybe that’s just paranoia speaking, those tiny robots seem mostly to be involved with cleaning duties, there are more than enough cameras and guards to spy on you without their help. At the end of a few hours exploring, you realise you are no closer to finding an escape and don’t think that further attempts will be any more fruitful. At least, not without additional information that you don’t currently have. The facility just doesn’t seem to make any sense in a geographical sense, you notice in your frustration. And what was with all the robots following you, is the facility just playing games with you? Maybe it’s paranoia, but something within you gets the impression that you’ve gotten yourself in trouble with your excursion. Whatever the answer, you feel you’re not going to find the answer on this walk, maybe next time, but probably not without something else to help your search. <<include [[Walk End]]>>

Deciding that you’d rather just have a nice wander around the facility. You set off in no particular direction. Who knows, maybe you’ll stumble over something interesting. <<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random==1>><<include [[Walk Normal Nothing]]>><<elseif $random==2>><<include [[Walk Boob Ray Guest Main]]>><</if>>

Wandering around the facility, you see quite a lot. Though, nothing of any note to you, or your situation. Passing through a confusing maze of corridors, you find a weird mixture of locations. Included in your finds are; a couple of beautiful indoor gardens, a corridor filled with paintings, a glass corridor surrounded by an aquarium, and a corridor that would feel more at home in a zoo, a collection of strange animals separated by only the glass walls. It’s all rather surreal. Though it’s kind of fun when you get used to it. Regular drink coolers, and complimentary snack machines, keep your energy up as you explore, all offering a selection of tasty treats. On top of which, with no pressure on you to perform in any way, you can take a seat and enjoy whatever oddities you find. After taking a short break, lying down in a comfortable patch of grass in a warm, well-tended garden, you realise that it’s probably time to head back towards your room. Whilst you aren’t sure how you found yourself in the garden, you manage to quickly find your way back, almost as if the corridors were changing to get you back sooner. At the end of your walk, you’re none the wiser over the layout of the facility. But, at least you had a nice relaxing walk, and enjoyed yourself, and really, that’s what matters. <<include [[Walk End]]>>

Waking up, you immediately realise something isn’t right. Even before you open your eyes, you can tell that everything is too cold for you to be in your bed. On top of that you’re not lying down like you’d expect, in fact you’re sat up. Opening your tired eyes, instead of your bedroom, you see a small, drab, grey room. In front of you, sits a desk, manned by an officious looking man in a business suit. His short stature, and glasses, do nothing to make the man any less intimidating, as he watches you menacingly over the rim of his coffee cup. Though, that might be in part due to your abrupt and startling wake-up. Noticing you’re strapped down to a metal chair, it seems someone isn’t taking any chances. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SteinLarge.png]]</div> "I see you’ve awoken, <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Mr<</if>> $secondName. My name is rather irrelevant, but I’m Mr Stein, one of the management staff here at ‘The Repurposing Center’. Normally, I handle slightly happier situations, regarding the auctioning of highly valuable, fully trained slaves. However, I make it a point of principle to go through these proceedings personally whenever one of my assets starts causing problems", taking a moment, he sips his drink as he lets you stew over in your nervousness at the situation. "It seems, we’ve had a number of complaints about you during your stay in here. The exact causes I’m not interested enough to look into, though I assume it’s the usual, looking for escape opportunities, insulting the staff, maybe even a little petty theft. All in all, it doesn’t matter. What really matters is that you’ve proven yourself a bad investment". You open your mouth to refute his points, but find yourself unable to make any noise at all. With the first smile you’ve seen on his face since you’ve met him, Stein continues, "I’ve disabled your voice, at least for a little while. This isn’t something you can talk your way out of, so it’s best that you aren’t presented with any false hope in that regards. Now, I don’t like bad investments, and in a moment, I’m going to show you what opportunities are left over for those who don’t want to play along. But, before that I just want to make sure to state how deeply disappointed I am that things came to this, though I guess perfect retraining success rates were never on the table. Oh well, at least we’ll find a way to recoup some of the losses, you even get to choose what your future holds". Pulling a tablet computer from behind him, he places it on the table in front of you. Looking down at it, you see the [[list of potential choices for what will happen to you|Caught Processing]].

Before you is a list of options, your options, for what is going to soon happen to you. As much as co-operating isn’t one of your strong points, looking at some of the options on the list, it might be best to pick your own fate this time. As you read the options, Mr Stein describes for you what they’ll entail. Looking at the entry on becoming a Fuck Doll, Stein explains, "You might already know something about them, but to put it simply, Fuck Dolls are a specialty product of the facility. It’s probably one of the best options you can hope for at this point. To cut the description short, you’ll end up as a brainwashed bimbo<<if $penis>>, a female one too<</if>>. I hear the process is quite pleasant, even if it does involve a branding. After you’re converted, you’ll still be you, just a dumber, happier, significantly more aroused version of you. After how you’ve behaved, it would probably be for the better. Then you’ll be placed in our Fuck Doll store, and sold onto a new owner. There are fewer legal protections regarding Fuck Dolls than for normal sex slaves and trainee graduates. However, most owners still look after their Fuck Dolls quite well, they’re expensive after all". Glancing over the entry on miniaturized slave pets, Stein explains, "We keep this one relatively quiet, so you might not have heard about it. Honestly, it’s probably one of the better options our failed property have at their disposal. That said, most of those offered it turn it down. Apparently, they consider it rather final, not that the other options aren’t. Regardless, the conversion process is very safe and simple, merely involving your body being shrunk down until you’re only a few inches tall. We then sell you off to high tier clients who are looking to acquire exotic pets. There may be some complications to your life due to your altered height, but the ‘exotic pet’ designation carries a lot of weight, so you’ll unequivocally be cared for by your new owners". Covering the entry on human furniture, Stein explains, "Not a particularly well known one, but it’s on our books. I’ve never seen the appeal for our failures to take on such a role, though maybe it’s a sort of penance. Then again, it’s an easy life, with them really tweaking your pleasure spots when they freeze you up. On top of that I hear that there’s a small governmental committee looking to put fixed max terms on this, so you could end up lucky and not be stuck as an ornament. Anyway, it’s safe, quick, easy, and most owners take care of their human furniture as it’s expensive. Oh, and you’ll be latex coated so you’re easy to clean … that seems to have been a deciding factor previously". Moving onto the entry on government owned glory-holes, Stein explains, "Most people have heard of this one, if only because they’ve walked past one at some point. Anyway, it’s fairly uncommon for our failed attempts to sign up for this one. Makes sense really, being strapped down in the dark and fucked by whatever dirty slob decides they want a quick fuck instead of their ciggies and booze isn’t what most people think of as an enjoyable future. Still, minimal alterations to your body and an easy life, so there are worse options. I hear they have TV’s in there too, how thrilling".<<if $nonHumanPlay>> Eyes wide in shock you read the next entry on list about a strange one of a kind deal, meanwhile Stein explains, "I am not fully at liberty to describe the details of this case, but a unique situation has arisen which we are looking for an appropriate asset to fulfil. After the theoretical physics science team opened up a rift that might potentially be to another dimension, we came into contact with an entity looking for a mate. This situation is highly irregular, as is the entity we have encountered, however, we’ve deemed the value of trading a low-grade slave to this … it’s a … no use beating about the bush we’ve met a dragon and it’s looking for a ‘bride’. It’s offering us information on dimensional travel and the frequencies of potential other planes of existence. It seems far-fetched, but … look I barely have any idea what’s going on with this one as it’s certainly not my department. It could be a wonderful possible future for you, or it might be a terrible decision, there really isn’t enough information other than this ‘dragon’ is a powerful interdimensional entity and we can’t predict how your interactions with the being will proceed".<</if>> Your options all spelled out for you, Stein looks on, waiting patiently for you to select your fate. Do you: [[Become a Fuck Doll|Fuck Doll Bad End]] [[Become miniaturized|Shrinking Bad End]] [[Become furniture|Furniture Bad End]] [[Get sent to the government glory hole|Gloryhole Bad End]]<<if $nonHumanPlay>> [[Get traded to the interdimensional dragon|Dragon Bride Bad End]]<</if>>

Nodding at your selection, Stein looks at you, his demeanour momentarily less harsh and more reassuring, "Don't worry. You'll be happy with your new life before you know it. No longer will you need to struggle against your true nature", with one last nod at you, you find yourself collapsing asleep on the desk. ... You awaken, straps underneath your arm pits, dangling in the air. As you open your eyes, what you see takes you completely by surprise. Rows and rows of people are in being processed in front of you, all dangling helplessly queued up and ready to be processed into Fuck Dolls. However much you might want to get away, or even just shout out, you are unable, stuck hanging there like a wet noodle. Whatever they’ve done to you, has rendered you completely unable to control much other than your sight. Lurching forward, you are pulled past a set of rubber flaps, seeing what is next in your unlucky series of events. Before you, the sight of the person in front of you being dipped in a large vat fills your vision. Though quick, the effect is obvious. The previously gangly male, now a long haired, big breasted woman. Efficient, you cynically think, as the line slowly moves you too towards the vat filled with a weird glowing green sludge. Then your turn comes. Dunked under the surprisingly sweet-smelling slime without any pomp or circumstances, you can feel its effects immediately. As it glops over you, you can feel how soft and feminine you suddenly feel. First comes your ass, which warms on contact, a rippling feeling spreading across it. After a moment, you can see <<if $assSize <3>>your bum is now rather expansive in size<<else>>that your ass hasn’t actually grown, it seems your <<checkAss>> bum is big enough already<</if>>. <<if $breastSize <5>>Your chest expands outwards, an odd stretching sensation proceeding the rapid expansion. When you next look, you’ve now found yourself with a pair of DD-Cup breasts<<else>>Your chest tingles, though it seems your <<checkBreast>> breasts are already bigger than the standard size for your new role<</if>>. As your head is finally submerged, you feel the last effects, as your lips are plumped to the extreme, and your $hairColour hair is lengthened to such an extent that normally it would trail on the floor. <<if $penis>>Between your legs, you’re pretty sure that you no longer have a cock, a sudden void taking its place.<</if>> Dripping with the transformative goo, you’re yanked back out of the vat, moving onward to your next destination. As you go around a corner, you see in front of you a weird structure. It resembles a mad science version of an airport metal detector, just bigger, and with random arks of electricity flying from it. Without any choice in the matter, you’re pulled through it. A large spark of electricity striking you as you pass through its boundary. That’s when things start feeling weird. Like everything feels floaty, and weightless. Your head rapidly becomes woolly, everything feeling confusing, like your thoughts are being scrambled. The spark hurt a little, and you really feel like you’d like it would be nice for someone to hug you better. Or maybe some nice sex instead, that’d make you feel good, wouldn’t it? It’s hard to tell, you’re still you, just more distant like you’re thinking through a drunken stupor. Oh well, it’s not like thinking has helped too much this far. Passing through the next section, you get to watch cute naked men and women fucking. It’s great. Though, it would be a lot better if it was you getting fucked. Fucking would make you feel less sad. Even if you weren’t getting your pussy rammed, you bet it’d still make you feel happier to give someone else an orgasm. Sadly, unable to move, you can’t even rub yourself to combat your arousal. Closing your eyes, you start fantasising about all the amazing sex you’re going to have as soon as you stop being wherever you are at the moment. "Shh, it’s okay Dolly now. Almost over. Then you’ll get to have all the fun you want", comes a kindly voice from above you. Looking up, you spot a man in a workman’s outfit sitting on a seat, a set of strange tools sitting next to him. Pulling your hair up, he quickly plunges something that feels hot and painful onto the back of your neck. The smell of cooked meat filling your nostrils. Tears stream down your face, but the man keeps shushing you, telling you that it’ll all be over soon, and weirdly, your arousal only seems to increase as a result of your unpleasant treatment, in fact, you feel on the edge of orgasm. After putting the hot thing away, he then proceeds to poke something else just below it, which too hurts, but much less. As he finishes, he pats you on the top of the head, saying "Good girl". This seems to be all you needed, as down in your pussy an extreme orgasm wracks through you. You’re still not in control of your body, but the effect is prominent, causing you to shake and let out a heavy stream of fem cum. The pleasure is intense, so intense it seems, that you can do nothing else but fade into unconsciousness … ... With a big yawn, you sit up. You’re sitting in a tiny cell with a thick cushioned floor. One wall made of glass lets you see a thick crowd of people passing by, many taking the time to look your extremely pretty body over. It feels great to have so many people ogle you, like it was meant to be. Taking one of your sizable breasts in-hand, you massage it for your audience, doing whatever will help you to find an owner to take you home. Through the glass, you catch a glimpse of your display pictures, getting a good view of your new Fuck Doll brand and barcode tattoo, now at the back of your neck. Just thinking about it makes you feel hot, how incredibly owned you now are, or at least soon will be. In the end you couldn’t take care of yourself how ever hard you tried. Now you’re a Fuck Doll on sale. Soon someone will buy you, and then you’ll finally have someone to look after you. Ending 2: Just Another Doll in a Doll Store <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

As you pass through the shopping plaza you see a stall with a sign reading, "Free Extra Fresh Milk". Behind it, a large breasted, and topless woman mans it, cleaning little glasses with a rag. However hard you look at it, you can’t see any milk anywhere. Just lots of empty little glasses. Watching on, you observe a rather casually dressed man walk up to the front of the kiosk and ask for a sample. Smiling the woman, hefts one of her prodigious breasts in one hand as she gathers one of the tiny glasses in the other. Propping the glass beneath her nipple, she starts to giggle, as, without even applying any pressure to her boob, milk starts running from the nipple. It’s almost like her boob knew when and how much milk to let out. The man takes the glass as soon as it’s ready, drinking down its contents with a wide smile. After complimenting the milky girl, and giving her breast a good-luck stroke, he departs, leaving her to continue on with polishing the tiny glasses. You wonder whether or not you should approach the woman. Maybe to try some milk, maybe just to talk to her. However, whatever plans you had are suddenly cut short as the woman looks up, only to shout out, "Not Again!". Watching on, the reason swiftly becomes apparent. As what you can only call a swarm of cat-girls, all dressed in maids outfits, comes rushing towards her. As they swarm towards her, you hear them chant their war rally of, "Catch the milky one!", jubilant cheers breaking across their ranks. A panicked look on her face, the woman picks up something from under the counter of her stall, pointing it at the approaching hoard of cat-girl maids. Cries and shrieks fill the air, as you realise what she’s wielding. She’s got a squirt bottle, filled with water, which she’s spraying the approaching cat-girls with. And, what’s more, it seems to be working, at least to keep them at bay. Not sure what to make of this, or whether you want any part of it, you decide to carry on with your business.

<<addToInventory "Contact lenses kit">>Looking through a section filled with decorations, cosmetics, toys and gift opportunities, you find your sought-after purchase. You bring the contact lenses kit to the shops counter. "Ooo, those are cool. Like, think of all the cute things you could do with all those contacts. It even has pink ones, so you could be even more pink, which is like, awesome! Tilly approves of this purchase" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

Opening your 'The Repurposing Center' branded contact lenses kit, you look at the wide array of different contact lenses at your disposal. A set of instructions guide you in how to apply the 'quick change' lenses within. A side compartment offers you the ability to mix your own colours, and to use them to create new contact lenses. <hr> Contact Lens Menu: Colour selection: <table><tr><td>Brown</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "brown">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Blue</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "blue">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Green</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "green">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Grey</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "grey">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Black</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "black">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>White</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "white">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Red</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "red">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Yellow</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "yellow">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Orange</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "orange">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Purple</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "purple">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Pink</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "pink">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Gold</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "gold">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Silver</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "silver">></td> </tr></table> Type Selection: <table> <tr> <td>Human</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.type" "0">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Cat</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.type" "1">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Snake</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.type" "2">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Goat</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.type" "3">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Solid-colour</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.type" "4">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Bug</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$eyes.type" "5">></td> </tr> </table> <<button [[Apply Contact Lens|Wardrobe & Makeup Contact Lens Application]]>><</button>> <<return "Cancel Procedure">>

<<if $eyes.type == 1>><<set $eyes.eyeshine = true>><<elseif $eyes.type == 2>><<set $eyes.eyeshine = true>><<elseif $eyes.type == 3>><<set $eyes.glow = true>><<else>><<set $eyes.sparkle = false>><<set $eyes.glow = false>><<set $eyes.eyeshine = false>><</if>>Selecting a set of $eyes.colour <<if $eyes.type == 0>>normal human<<elseif $eyes.type == 1>>cat-like<<elseif $eyes.type == 2>>snake-like<<elseif $eyes.type == 3>>goat-like<<elseif $eyes.type == 4>>solid colour<<elseif $eyes.type == 5>>bug-like<</if>> contact lenses out of the kit, you put them to one side before reading through the instructions on proper application. After you’re sure you know the proper method, you get ready to try out your new selected contacts. Taking a set of eyedrops out of the kit, you drip a couple of drops of the mysterious liquid into each of your eyes. The soothing mixture, sends peculiar tingles throughout your eyes, proclaiming its non-standard nature. Now fully prepared and still intent on trying out your chosen contact lenses, you pick the first of them up, ready to follow the next step of the procedure. As you move the <<checkEyeShort>> contact lens closer to your eye, it flies out of your hand as if magnetized, spinning through the air into your eye. With a wet shlurp-ing sound, it settles into place, causing no irritation or pain as it does. Confused, you run your fingers gently across your eye, looking for the lens, but are unable to find it. It seems like the lens has actually merged with your eye, changing its natural state. Not wanting to leave things uneven, you repeat the process, with events going much the same. The contacts now applied, you look at your reflection in your wardrobes mirror. Clearly, you can see that your eyes are now <<checkEyeShort>>, literally changed by the high-tech contacts. Cleaning up, you reseal the eyedrop bottle, and put away the rest of your extensive contact lens collection, re-shelving it in your wardrobe. Your new contact lenses applied, you [[return to looking at your wardrobe and makeup supplies|Wardrobe & Makeup]].

<<if lastVisited("Night-time Diaper Check") is 1>>Slowly waking up, you feel even more comfortable than when you went to sleep. Beneath you a thick cushiony mattress, much softer than your own now lies beneath you. Additionally, you can feel am amazingly snuggly warm fleecy blanket rubbing against your unclothed form, keeping you warm and content. Stretching out, you bang a hand against some sort of wooden bar, causing a loud clang.<<else>>Slowly waking up, you feel a lot more comfortable than when you went to sleep. Beneath you a thick cushiony mattress now supports you instead of the cold tile floor. Additionally, you can feel a warm fleecy blanket rubbing against your unclothed form, keeping you warm and comfortable. Stretching out, you bang a hand against some sort of wooden bar, causing a loud clang.<</if>> Shaking your hand in pain, and opening your eyes with a start, you get your first look at your new location. A cute thick blanket covers you, its surface decorated with cartoon ducks. Surrounding your mattress, on all sides, are tall wooden struts. A spinning mobile of plush whales above you, makes you completely sure that you’re within the confines of an oversized crib. Looking out through the bars, you spot what looks like a babies’ bedroom, though with one big difference. Hints of a sexual nature are scattered across the room, such as a large rocking horse with a dildo protruding from it, or a set of extremely phallic pacifiers on a far table. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredLarge.png]]</div> Alerted, likely by your pained cry, Aunt Mildred enters the room and approaches you, a sympathetic smile painted across her face. "Are you okay my little one? It sounded like you got an ouchie, do you want me to kiss it better? At least you managed to get a good nap, so you should be fully focused". Looking you over, she nods to herself, likely trying to figure out whether you’ve actually hurt yourself and need any help. Opening your mouth, you try to respond to her, but nothing comes out however hard you try. "It’s okay, don’t panic. They make you unable to talk so you don’t complain and say mean things. Sadly, the higher ups have decided that you’re just not adjusting properly to your diaper training, and well, with the amount of time we’ve spent trying to get you trained in them, they decided to recoup their losses early. But, don’t worry sweetheart, they’ve let me look after you and guide you through the upcoming process. Basically, instead of going to auction, you’ll instead get to choose what happens to you out of a smaller list. I’ll go over everything, then you need to point out which one you want. Just remember, whatever happens, your Aunt Mildred will look after you, and make sure you’re happy and well cared for", she continues, her tone soft and calming. Pulling a tablet computer from behind her, she holds it in front of you. Looking up at it, you see the [[list of potential choices for what will happen to you|Diaper Caught Processing]].

Before you are a list of options, your options, for what is going to soon happen to you. Whatever your previous stance, it might be best to pick your own fate this time you decide, seeing how serious the situation is. As you read the options, Aunt Mildred calmly describes for you what they’ll entail. The first option describes a complete age regression, allowing you to start over from a baby to live your life again. Aunt Mildred explains, "Okay sweetie. It’s not the option I like the best, but it would offer you a lot of opportunities. You’ll be taken away, and placed in a machine, where you’ll be turned back into a perfectly healthy baby. Soon you’ll forget your old life, and be rehomed with a loving family, who will raise you as their own. You’ll have all the opportunities growing up that anyone could offer, so it’s worth thinking about it. Still, it’d be a shame to lose out on all that hard work and training you’ve already undergone, and, well, I’d miss my little diaper bum", finishing her statement with a slight sniffle. The next option describes being sold off as an untrained adult baby sex slave, seeing you homed immediately, though likely under stricter conditions than what you’d receive otherwise. Aunt Mildred explains, "Now my little cutie, this is a good one. What this means is, simply, that you’ll end up in similar situation to what would happen if you’d been fully trained. Maybe under slightly harsher conditions, but still not too different. You’ll end up owned by a mummy or a daddy, who’ll look after you. They’ll change your diapers, and feed you, put you down for naps, and make sure you get all the cummies that you need. Doesn’t that sound nice? And, the best part, is that if you decide on this, I’ve been given the option to buy your contract at a discount. So, you’ll get to come home with me, and be looked after by someone you know cares about you. Isn’t that great?", she offers with a beaming smile. Your options all spelled out for you, your carer looks on, waiting patiently for you to select your fate. Do you: [[Undergo age regression and be re-homed|Diaper Age Regression Bad End]] [[Become fully under her control as an adult baby|Diaper Permanent ABDL Bad End]]

Pointing towards the age regression option, you select your fate. With a weary sigh, her eyes slightly reddened, Aunt Mildred continues, "Okay sweetheart, I understand that must have been a tough choice. I’m going to miss my little diaper bum, but I’ll make sure that you’re going to have a wonderful new life. You’re going to need to take another nap, and when you wake up I’ll be right here to see you through everything. Just in case I don’t get another chance to say it, you might have been a bit of a stinker, but you meant a lot to me and it won’t be the same around here without you". You yawn again, sudden fatigue overtaking you, causing your eyelids to droop. As you start drifting off back to sleep, the fleecy blanket pulled up close to you automatically as you seek out the most comfortable napping position, you hear Aunt Mildred hum a lullaby to help send you into a peaceful rest. Warm and contented, your consciousness fades. … Rolling over, you open your eyes, the comfortable blanket still wrapping you. As you look around, confusion sets in. Everything seems the same. Aunt Mildred sits napping on a chair just outside your oversized crib, in the exact same room you remember from before you fell asleep. Was it all just a dream? You wonder. Or maybe, it was all a big trick. Looking down over yourself everything seems the same. You’re still the same old you, naked except for the diaper. A loud blipping sound breaks your train of thought, also waking up your carer. Stirring from her sleep, she looks at you, her countenance slightly happier than before, "Hello there, cutie. That alarm means it’s just about to start, so you’ve got to be a big brave <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for me. I know it’s scary, but it’ll all work out in the end. I talked with the facilities managers, and I convinced them to let me keep you. I’ve worked here long enough that I could claim my own trainee and I chose you. So, after you’ve become a baby again, I’m going to raise you as my own child. I just wanted you to know, so that you didn’t have to worry about what was going to happen to you afterwards". The revelation takes you by surprise, but you have very little time to process it as a weird tingling feeling starts rippling across your form. <<if $hairLength >0>>It starts with your scalp, your <<checkHair>> hair, receding back into your head until there isn’t any left<<else>>It starts with a warmth across your scalp, however you don’t seem to have been affected as intended, as nothing happens<</if>>. As you look down at yourself, you seem to be getting shorter by the second, a slightly pudgy soft tone setting out across your limbs. The loss of mass seems to need to go somewhere, and that somewhere is your diaper. <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>> Waves of poo and pee<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>>Waves of poo<<else>>A torrent of pee<</if>> straining your high-tech diaper comically, to the point where you’re literally held aloft by the massive waste filled cushion. <<if $breastSize >0>>At the same time your <<checkBreast>> boobs, also deflate, leaving you as completely flat chested as any baby. <</if>><<if $penis && $vagina>>A wet shlurping sound within your diaper confuses you for a moment, however, as you feebly press against your diaper from the outside you realise what has happened. Your penis has gone, removed by the process, leaving you completely a girl.<</if>> Now tiny and feeble, your arms and legs no longer are working properly, as uncoordinated as any baby. And assuredly, that is what you now are. Though curiously, you’ve still retained your mind. The foul smell of your diaper making concentration rather difficult. Looking on from the side holding a baby’s bottle of strange orange mush, Aunt Mildred approaches closer, now much more sizeable in comparison to you. "You’ve done so well my little cutie. It’s not over yet, but your mind won’t fully regress for a day or so. Until then, I’ve got a nice tasty bottle for my special little <<if $penis>>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>", pressing the nub of the bottle to your lips. It tastes good. You feel really hungry and tired. The nice big lady said a lot of long words, but the bottle is good. Finishing it off, you decide to nap. Maybe you’ll make more sense of things after you’re less tired. Unable to move, because of the smelly diaper, you fall asleep where you sit. <hr> Eighteen years later: Nervously smoothing out your pink gingham dress, you contemplate everything that’s led up to this moment. Your Mommy Mildred might have raised you as a single parent, but she always gave you everything you’ve ever needed, especially in terms of love. You lived in a beautiful neighbourhood, and though your mom never told you where she worked, it must have been somewhere pretty impressive to afford everything. Things were a little strange at times. She insisted on dressing you up in extremely cute childish clothes as you grew up, and still does now whenever she finds a good excuse<<if $penis>>, this was all the weirder as you’re a boy. Though, maybe it was a trend as some of the other parents did the same with their kids<</if>>. Also, embarrassingly, you’ve never managed to progress out of diapers. It seems to be some sort of weird condition, that you’ve just never been able to potty train, however hard you’ve tried. Your mom tried to help a couple of times, and was always rather kind to you about it, accepting it as a part of you. Which was probably for the best, as you’d hate for her to be angry at you over still needing to change your diapers daily. Thankfully, the new university you’re applying for today is pretty close to home. So, you’ll still be able to get your daily changes. You’re not sure what you would have done otherwise. But, on the Brightside, at least it lets you eat your moms homecooked specialties. One day you’ll really need to get her to tell you what that weird tasty orange mush she adds to everything is, you’re not sure you could go too long without it. You’re really looking forward to dating, so that you can find someone nice to take care of you. Heck, maybe there’s even someone out there who’ll think the whole diaper thing is cute, you smile to yourself. Hearing your name called, you get up and head to the dean’s office for your interview. RU is extremely well regarded, though you’ve never found out what the ‘R’ stands for. Absentmindedly you look at a plaque on the wall outside his office, dedicating the campus as a sub-division of ‘The Repurposing Center’, whatever that is. Though you do have a curious sense of déjà vu, like it’s something you should recognise. Oh well, no time to wonder. Instead it’s time to meet Dean Stein. Hopefully he’ll let you come here and start your new life as university <<if $penis>>guy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It’s going to be great. Ending 3: Trying It All Over from the Start <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

Pointing towards the adult-baby slave option, you select your fate. With a relieved sigh, her eyes go wide in surprise, and Aunt Mildred continues happily, "Thank you sweetheart, I understand that must have been a tough choice. I’m going to look after my little diaper bum so well. We’ll have so much fun. I’ll feed you, and take you on trips, and change your diapers when they get sticky. You’re going to love it. I’m sure with time you’ll adjust into it and you’ll be the happiest little adult baby that there ever was. I already know some other mommies who have their own little slaves, so you’ll have lots of new friends to meet. I’m just so excited that my good little <<if $vagina>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> wanted to stay with me. Now you’ll need to have a little nap while we move you to your new home, but when you wake up I’ll be right there with you sweetheart". With a large yawn, sudden fatigue overtakes you, causing your eyelids to droop. As you start drifting off back to sleep, Aunt Mildred pulls the fleecy blanket over you to ensure a more comfortable sleeping experience. All the time, she merrily hums a lullaby to help send you into a peaceful rest. Warm and contented, your consciousness fades, noticing her tuck a stuffed toy bear under your arm just as you fall to sleep. … A loud gurgling sound awakens you from your slumber. It takes you a moment, groggy from sleep to realise that the gurgling sound is in fact emanating from your own belly. Your stomach feels empty, and a mysterious fragrant smell wafting across your senses, is only making you feel hungrier. The warm cosy feeling against your face, has you wonder if you’re still exactly where you were when you fell asleep, that maybe they just forgot all about you. Though, it doesn’t take you long to notice at least a couple of things are now different. For example, you feel like you’re now clothed, whatever in, you’re not yet sure, but it feels nice and comfy. Additionally, your hands seem to be covered in something, making you unable to properly flex your fingers due to the wrappings. Opening your eyes, you take stock of your current situation, slightly worried about what your future holds. A thick blush covers your face, as you come to terms with the full extent of your surroundings. Everything is very … pink. Cartoon Princesses and cute mascot characters cover your pale pink walls. The rest of the room is filled with large plush animals, dolls, and toys meant for extremely young children. You’re currently in another large ‘prison’ crib, though this time the crib is a lot more stylised and feminine in nature. More cartoon princesses cover the thick pink blanket you’re currently snuggling up against. But, more unexpectedly, is your own state. The first thing you note, is that your hands are contained in a pair of frilly mittens, which you are unable to remove however hard you try. Running a mitten clad hand across your head, you realise that something has been done to your $hairColour hair, now put in a pair of short, and cute, messy pigtails, tied off with pretty pink ribbons. In terms of clothing, adorning you now, is a sleeveless and legless pink onesie, which does very little to hide the truly huge diaper beneath it. Tentatively crawling about your crib, you realise that whenever you move your legs are forced wide apart due to the excessive nature of your hidden plush diaper. Likely from hearing your movement, Aunt … or should that be Mommy now, Mildred approaches, a bottle of tasty smelling orange goop in hand. "Doesn’t my little cutie look so adorable in their new clothes. Now, I’ve had to put you in those silly little mittens for now, just to make sure you don’t do anything silly, but you won’t notice as I’m here to do everything for you. I have so many pretty dresses for you to try on. But first, you have some tasty num-nums to eat", gesturing at the bottle. You try to respond, but all that comes out is baby-like gibberish. Just a series of gurgles and giggles. "It must be confusing, but big people talk is a privilege you’ll have to earn sweetheart. Though I’m sure you’ll earn it soon. After all, you are mommies special little diaper cutie", she finishes beaming with pride. Not sure what else to do, and astoundingly hungry, you let yourself be bottle fed by your new ‘mommy’. The chunky, cold, orange sludge tastes wonderful, and you wonder how something so disgusting looking, and feeling could be so amazing. A little of the sludge falls on your onesie in your haste to eat it, but you pay it little mind, too focused on eating. All the while, Mommy Mildred praises you, telling you how special it is to have you home. With a big burp you finish, provoking a sweet yet condescending giggle from your carer. She turns to leave, just as your stomach makes a weird gurgling sound. But what could it be? You’ve just eaten, so it can’t be hunger? Turning back to you, she smiles, "It sounds like someone is about to use their diapers". You shake your head in disagreement, more so in the blind hope she’s wrong, but deep down you know that she isn’t. Your gurgling stomach progresses quickly, soon turning into <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay>>the sounds of you wetting and messing yourself simultaneously, the stench of your pee and poo filling the air<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>>the sound of wet poop filling your diaper, the stench of your mess filling the air<<else>>the sound of water flowing, as you wet your diaper, the smell of fresh urine filling the air<</if>>. Mommy Mildred however, just continues to leave, "It’s okay my little stinker. Mommy is going to leave you for a little while, she remembers how much you loved being left in a messy diaper. Don’t worry I’ll be back soon, you just have a nap until then. Have fun my little diaper bum". Left alone with just the smell of your rapidly cooling accident, to keep you company, you settle back down. The idea of another nap sounds nice, if only to distract you from the foul odour. <hr> Six months later: It has been a weird last few months, you muse to yourself as you hump against the giant teddy in your room. Hiking up the frilly skirt of your dress, you manage to make good contact between your thick diaper, and the bears furry chest, your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> rubbing lustily within its confines. It’s still embarrassing to get yourself off like this, but it’s your only option. When you decided to be an adult baby sex slave, you thought there would be more, well, sex involved. However, your Mommy Mildred, has never shown any interest in doing anything sexual. Instead, she seems to prefer dressing you up and looking after you. Between the diaper changes, and the breast feedings, let alone all the time she spends dressing you up, she has taken rather good care of you. The outfits are childish, and it’s always humiliating being seen in them in public, but you’ve become a lot more accustomed to all the pampering to the point you relish it. On top of that, you’ve made a lot of friends since you were taken in by Mommy Mildred. She has a lot of friends with similar interests, and their littles are a constant presence in your household. Overall, there’s not much to complain about. Sure, you don’t get to make your own decisions, and you have a lot of diaper accidents, but you’re well cared for, and have a lot of fun. Thinking over it all, you were pretty lucky to have ended up in such a loving environment. If only you could get a little more loving yourself. Until then, you’ll just have to manage with your trysts rubbing yourself against Mr. Bear. Ending 4: You Got a Little Lucky <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

As you enter the lift, on your way to your destination, you notice a slovenly looking man already in the lift, his t-shirt stained with sweat, and other less pleasant substances. He leers at you as you enter, looking you up and down creepily, as you settle warily into the elevator. As the doors close, he seems to make a decision, his entire posture changing. "Alright slut, you're just a trainee so you're fair game. In a moment, I’m going to bend you over and fuck your ass. You can either let me, or I can grab you, fuck your ass, then put in a complaint about it. So, you ready to have your asshole ruined?", he laughs menacingly. <<if $submission <0 || $sexualPreference == 1>>You really don’t want this, and you’re not going to let some jerk get away with sticking his cock up your bum, especially with the way he’s talking. Quickly you formulate a plan. The guy is big, and you know that attacking a guest probably won’t end well for you, but there are still options. After all, as long as you can get away, is the overweight slob really going to pursue you? Smashing your hand rapidly into the lifts control panel, you hit the button for the nearest floor. The high-tech lift lurches to a stop, the doors opening almost instantaneously. The look on your would-be rapist, is one of complete bafflement, obviously expecting you to just roll over to his threats. Taking advantage of his confusion, with swiftness spurred on by a combination of fear and distaste, you flee the lift, rushing down the unknown corridor. You hear shouts, and threats from behind you, but you don’t stop to look back. Thankfully, your observation seems to have held true, and the slovenly rapist has not followed you. Slightly shaken by your experience, you continue on your way to your destination, glad that you didn’t have to have rough anal from such an unpleasant man.<<else>> <<set $timesAnallyFucked += 1>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>>You don’t really want this, but if he’s going to do it anyway, you’d rather not get in trouble over anything. You just hope he isn’t too rough. Seeing you capitulate to his demands, he smiles menacingly, "Good choice fuck-toy, the sooner you realise you’re just a set of holes to be used by real people, the happier you’ll be. Well, as happy as a nasty sex slave can be. Today, I’m going to teach you a lesson you won’t forget". Pushing you up against a wall, he <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>parts your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, leaving you bum unprotected<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>parts your $currentClothing, leaving your bum unprotected<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>parts your $currentUnderwear , leaving your bum unprotected<<else>>chuckles that you're already naked, and obviously were looking for an important guy like him to fuck you sore<</if>>. Without any foreplay, or warning, he unzips his fly, freeing his rather large cock and jamming it painfully against your rear hole. The previous foul smell of your slobby rapist only gets worse with the opening of his crotch, the odour of stale urine and sweat filling the air, as he tries to breach your <<checkAss>> bum. Pushing mercilessly against your anal ring, his girthy cock slips in, a quick burning pain tears through you as he does. It hurts a little, and he spends no time letting you adjust, instead slamming his way deep. With a strong grasp on your hips, he begins pistoning in and out of you, grunting gleefully at his control over you. Your initial treatment at the facility does have one advantage, and arousal starts to spread, unwanted though it may be, helping to rapidly take the edge off of your anal pain and convert it into something more pleasant. The control he exerts over you spurs him on to a quick orgasm, his semen spilling deep within your ravaged asshole. Taking a moment to revel in the feeling, he pulls out, re-tucking his cock back into his pants. "You were alright fuck-toy. I dropped a nice load of cum deep in your slut hole, just for you. I’m feeling merciful today, so I won’t have you suck me clean. But you better remember how nice I’ve been. I hope I bump into you again. Maybe next time I’ll try and wreck your ass permanently. Oh well, got to go slut. See you around", he laughs derisively as the lift doors open, and he leaves. Left alone, with a slightly stinging ass, you curse having met that rapist jerk. At least you’re not going to be late you suppose, as you look for a silver lining to the encounter. You rub your bum soothingly, trying to ignore how aroused you still are from the rough handling as the lift doors close, allowing the lift to continue to your destination.<</if>> <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

As you pass through the recreational plaza you spot a tall blonde woman, with an extremely large chest. Next to her, a standing sign proclaims, "Free Hugs!". You ponder on why someone would just be standing around with a sign asking for hugs, but the Valkyrie-like woman seems to be rather happy with her situation. Jumping up and down gleefully on the spot, her giant breasts jiggle freely, enticing many passers-by to take her up on her offer. Curious, you approach her, waving her hello, you ask, "Hey, I was just wondering why you’re here offering free hugs? Did someone send you out here to do this?". With a booming laugh, she replies mirthfully, "No, of course not. I just love hugs. I mean who doesn’t, they just feel so great. So, I come out here every now and then with my sign and see if I can get a few. Plus, everyone seems to always cheer up from one of my hugs, and I like thinking I’m making the world a better place doing it. Seeing as you’re already here, do you want one too?". Momentarily, you think over her proposition. You never know what’s a trap around here, but she seems to sincere in her desire to give out hugs, and really what’s the worst that could happen? Maybe you should [[take her up on her offer|Recreational Hub Free Hugs Embrace]].

Agreeing to a hug, you watch as the tall girl is overcome with excitement. "You’re going to love it", she giggles as you approach her, your arms held wide to embrace with the large breast girl, the girl mimicking your actions. As you get close, a moment of realisation strikes, her incredible boobs are about head height for you. You’re likely going to end up with your head stuck firmly between them. <<if $breastSize >10 && $sexualPreference != 2>>Instead of hugging you how you expected, she instead leans down so you’re at about the same level. It takes a moment for you understand her choice, but as you collide the rational becomes clear. Your <<checkBreast>> sized boobs, press against her own gargantuan rack, your soft breasts intermingling playfully. The sensations it causes are amazing, enough so that you can’t help but moan out. Though, you don’t feel too embarrassed, lost in lust, you still notice that your hug obsessed friend is enjoying this just as much, if not more. Breast to breast, you continue performing your ‘hug’, both revelling in the pleasant feelings your extremely sensitive breasts produce. You can certainly understand why she stands around with a, "Free Hugs!", sign, now. If it feels this great every time you’re tempted to get your own. Using your arms to pull each other closer, further mashing your boobs together, the pleasure finally peaks. Simultaneously, you both achieve an orgasm, or maybe a boob-gasm, you’re not sure how to classify it. Regardless, your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> has sprayed a load of <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>>, indicating just how happy that hug made you. Each of you taking a moment to recover, you uncouple, "That was amazing, you’re the best hugger I’ve ever met. You should come see me again. And, like I told you, hugs make people happy", she giggles as you leave.<<else>>Her long arms seizing you, you know it’s already too late. You quickly find your head plunged into darkness, completely enveloped by her exquisite bosom. Though muffled you can hear a moaning, or maybe groaning sound, making you wonder whether she’s actually doing all this to get off. Her fragrant perfume fills your nose, as you attempt to take a breath, a prisoner within the confines of her warm breasts, as you are. If it wasn’t so claustrophobic, being trapped between her soft boobs, you’d probably be having a great time. Though it still has its merits. Eventually she lets you go, smiling, "That was a lot of fun. I couldn’t tell what you were saying, but it sounded happy, so I didn’t want to stop. I hope you come again for more hugs, I’m always happy to have regular huggers. Also, have a good day", she giggles, sounding a little more tired than she did previously. With nothing else to do or say, you start to leave.<</if>> Your hugging session complete, you [[return to wandering through the recreational plaza|Recreational Hub]].

<<checkMonth>>Hopping up onto a stool at the bar, you call over the bartender<<if $height <= 60>> who towers over you<</if>> to ask what drinks they have for sale. Grumpily, without a word he jams his thumb in the direction of a blackboard behind him. Looking closer at the faded display, you can see a clear list of drinks available, it even has the pricing in G.G.P. Including; - House Beer – 10 G.G.P - Energy Drinks – 100 G.G.P - Bloodlust (Warning: May Cause Aggression) - 200 G.G.P<<if $currentMonth == 9 || $seasonalEvents>> - Spooktacular special – 100 G.G.P (Warning: May Have Spooky Side-effects)<</if>><<if $currentMonth == 11 || $seasonalEvents>> - Eggnog special – 100 G.G.P (Warning: May Have Cheer Filled Side-effects)<</if>> Do you: <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order A Beer Order a pint of beer fresh from the tap. Price: 10 G.G.P <<if $ggp <10>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order A Beer|The Fainting Goat Bar Beer][$ggp -= 10; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/BeerGlass.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order An Energy Drink Order a can of a familiar brand of energy drink, chilled to perfection and ready to give you a caffeine kick. Price: 100 G.G.P <<if $ggp <100>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order An Energy Drink|The Fainting Goat Bar Energy Drink][$ggp -= 100; if($actionAmountCurrent >0){$actionAmountCurrent -= 1;}; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 1;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/EnergyCan.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order A Shot Of Bloodlust Order a shot of a mysterious and highly alcoholic spirit called ‘Bloodlust’, named due to its propensity to start bar fights. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order A Shot Of Bloodlust|The Fainting Goat Bar Bloodlust][$ggp -= 200; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 1;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/RedShot.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $currentMonth == 9 || $seasonalEvents>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order The Spooky Seasonal Drink Order a pint of the spooky seasonal beer, a pumpkin flavoured glowing orange beverage found in a number of old casks by a facility out team. Some customers have noted weird visions upon drinking it. Price: 100 G.G.P <<if $ggp <100>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Spooky Seasonal Drink|The Fainting Goat Bar Halloween Drink][$ggp -= 100; if($penis == true){$timesYourDickSucked +=1;}else{$timesYourPussyLicked +=1;}; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/PaleBeerGlass.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $currentMonth == 11 || $seasonalEvents>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order The Mysterious Eggnog Drink Order a glass of the seasonal eggnog. Coming in a traditional wooden barrel, its key ingredient is holiday cheer, though what that actually means you can’t say. Price: 100 G.G.P <<if $ggp <100>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Mysterious Eggnog Drink|The Fainting Goat Bar Christmas Drink][$ggp -= 100; if($penis == true){$timesYourDickSucked +=5;}else{$timesYourPussyLicked +=5;}; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/Milk.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div> [[Leave the bar|The Fainting Goat Bar]]

You order a beer from the surly bartender and he slowly pours it for you. It's hard to tell whether he just doesn't like your presence in the bar, or if he's just generally a grumpy person. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/BeerGlass.png]]</div>Finally, you receive your cold foamy pint of beer. Taking a sip, it's pretty good, though maybe a little too bitter. For a short time, you slowly drink your way through your beer, enjoying some time to yourself. It's relaxing. Before long, you finish your beer, with nothing occurring to you as a result<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>>. However, drinking all that beer, especially with your weak bladder, is likely to push you to wetting yourself sooner or later<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceCountDown >0>>. Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on beer wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel a sloshing pressure in your bladder region<</if>>. Instead, you just find yourself sitting at the bar, with the [[bartender in front of you|The Fainting Goat Bar Drinks Menu]].

You order an energy drink from the surly bartender and he slowly retrieves one for you from a nearby fridge. It's hard to tell whether he just doesn't like your presence in the bar, or if he's just generally a grumpy person. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/EnergyCan.png]]</div>Finally, you receive your cold can of energy drink, not even getting a glass with it. Popping the tab on the top you take a sip. Immediately you feel filled with energy. In fact, if you were tired, you sure this would be a great pick-me-up. It's also pretty good, though extremely sweet, with a bit of a weird aftertaste. For a short time, you slowly drink your way through your energy drink, enjoying some time to yourself. It's relaxing, in a hyper sort of way. Before long, you finish your energy drink, with nothing, other than feeling energised, occurring to you as a result<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>>. However, drinking all that energy drink, especially with your weak bladder, is likely to push you to wetting yourself sooner or later<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceCountDown >0>>. Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on energy drink wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel a sloshing pressure in your bladder region<</if>>. Instead, you just find yourself sitting at the bar, with the [[bartender in front of you|The Fainting Goat Bar Drinks Menu]].

You order the Spooktacular seasonal drink, finally eliciting a response from the surly bartender, "Are you sure you want that?", he grunts, a slightly nervous hitch in his voice, "It’s pretty intense from what I’ve heard, other customers have talked about seeing … things". More curious than ever now, you nod again, noting your desire for the drink. With a weary sigh, he wanders over to an old wooden cask, a slightly rotten look to it, as if it had been dredged out of a river, or a swamp. Though, maybe the bar just has a leaky storage room. Tapping the barrel, a glowing orange liquid pours from it, the frothy head atop it, making you pretty sure it’s a beer. As he closes the tap, a weird squeaking sound emanates through the bar, with an almost scream like quality. Weird, you think as you reach out to take the beer, looking forward to this seasonal treat. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/PaleBeerGlass.png]]</div>Taking a sip, it’s actually quite nice, a sort of pumpkin flavoured beer from what you can tell. Happily, you keep drinking, not sure what all the warnings were about. Probably just the bartender trying to spook you, you expect. Then everything feels a little off, your vision slightly orange tinged, as if looking through a pane of orange stained glass. Turning around, to make sure it’s not just in front of you, you find yourself gasping in shock. Orange, mostly transparent forms writhe about on the floor. A giant orgy taking place in the middle of the bar, and nobody seems to realise it’s happening. One thing you notice, within the pile, is the amount of nautical style clothing, especially one large figure who wears an extremely stereotypical captain’s hat as two ghostly females take turns felating him. Noticing you watching, he waves heartily, his hand a large hook. Nodding towards another figure in the pile, he returns to his fun, leaving you to wonder what is going on. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>A pretty lady, dressed in an old-fashioned gown<<else>>A strapping man wearing a pirates bandanna<</if>> moves towards you, sinking into the bar, out of view. Then things start feeling really nice, as if someone is <<if $penis>>giving you a blowjob<<else>>licking your pussy<</if>>. Looking down in confusion, you see the cause. A ghostly head, sticking out of the bar at crotch level, working diligently at your crotch. Confused and not sure what to make of the situation, you decide the best course of action. Complete and utter denial. Resisting moaning from the sensations, pretending that nothing out of the ordinary is happening. Of course, under such skilful ministration, there’s only so much resisting you can manage, and soon enough, you are overcome with an orgasm, provoked by your ghostly tormentor. A ghostly giggle accompanies, barely audible, accompanies a transparent hand which emerges through the counter, waving it’s goodbye. From the moment of orgasm, your vision begins to return to normal, the orange tinge fading away. Turning back, you no-longer see the ghost sailor orgy, taking place on the floor. Probably all a hallucination, you suppose, as you return to your drink. Though if that was the case, why is the barstool wet from your climax? Before long, you finish your seasonal drink, now slightly weirded out by the strange sights you saw. Maybe you should get another drink, to calm your nerves, you wonder, as you put the empty glass on the table<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>>. However scary, drinking all that odd beer, especially with your weak bladder, is likely to push you to wetting yourself sooner or later<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceCountDown >0>>. Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on that spooky drink wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel a sloshing pressure in your bladder region<</if>>. As of now though, you just find yourself sitting at the bar, with the [[bartender in front of you|The Fainting Goat Bar Drinks Menu]].

Walking up to the bar, you call over one of the bartenders, a pretty blonde woman with large breasts, wearing a glittering pink dress emblazoned with the clubs’ logo. "Hello cutie, what do you want to order", giggling, and smiling dreamily as she does, just audible over the music. In return you enquire about what drinks they have for sale. However, as a more energetic song starts playing, the two of you being able to hear each other becomes practically impossible. After a moment of confusion, the big breasted blonde pulls out a sign from under the bar, featuring all the prices and images of the products they have for sale. Placing it in front of you, she nods and waits for your answer, pointing at various options as if trying to convince you to buy them. Looking closer at the display, you can see a clear list of drinks available, it even has the pricing in G.G.P. Including; - Promotional Beer – 20 G.G.P - Energy Drinks – 150 G.G.P - Party-Time Cocktail (Warning: May Cause Increased Suggestibility) - 200 G.G.P Do you: <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order A Beer Order a pint of ‘B-Beer’ brand beer, fresh from the bottle. The motto on the side reads; ‘B-Beer - Making the world happier one drink at a time’. Price: 20 G.G.P <<if $ggp <20>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order A Beer|Club B Beer][$ggp -= 20; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/PinkPlastic.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order An Energy Drink Order a can of the ‘B-SuperCharge’ brand of energy drink, chilled to perfection and ready to give you a caffeine kick. The motto on the side reads; ‘B-SuperCharge: When you don’t wanna stop having fun’. Price: 150 G.G.P <<if $ggp <150>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order An Energy Drink|Club B Energy Drink][$ggp -= 150; if($actionAmountCurrent >0){$actionAmountCurrent -= 1;}; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 1;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/PalePinkPlastic.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order A Party-Time Cocktail A layered fruity cocktail with a bright pink and green colouring. Warning: May Cause Suggestibility. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order A Party-Time Cocktail|Club B Party-Time][$ggp -= 200; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/PinkGreenPlastic.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div> [[Leave the bar|Club B]]

You order a beer from the peppy bartender and she quickly grabs one from a nearby fridge. Popping the cap off, she pours it into a see-through plastic cup, before handing it to you. The label on bottle the states that the brand is, ‘B-Beer: Making the world happier one drink at a time’, the logo on the side looking a lot like the clubs’ own. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/PinkPlastic.png]]</div>Finally, you receive your plastic cup of beer. Looking down at it, you spot something odd. The beer is pink! Taking a sip, it's really good, maybe one of the best you’ve ever had, though maybe a little too sweet. Certainly nothing to worry about. For a short time, you slowly drink your way through your beer, enjoying some time to yourself, listening to the fun music and watching people dance and enjoy themselves. It's relaxing, and a nice change of pace. Before long, you finish your pink beer, with nothing occurring to you as a result<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>>. However, drinking all that beer, especially with your weak bladder, is likely to push you to wetting yourself sooner or later<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceCountDown >0>>. Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on beer wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel a sloshing pressure in your bladder region<</if>>. Instead, you just find yourself standing at the bar, with the [[cute bartender in front of you|Club B Drinks Menu]].

You order an energy drink from the peppy bartender, and she quickly retrieves one for you from a nearby fridge. Popping the tab, she pours it into a see-through plastic cup, before handing it to you. The label on can the states that the brand is, ‘B-SuperCharge: When you don’t wanna stop having fun’, the logo on the side looking a lot like the clubs’ own. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/PalePinkPlastic.png]]</div>Finally, you receive your plastic cup of energy drinking. Looking down at it, it looks a little odd. Not only is it neon pink, but it also glows in the dark, with tiny glittering sparkles rippling within it. Tentatively, you take a sip. Immediately you are impressed. You feel filled with amazing energy, more than you ever though you could be. Like this, you feel that you could run a marathon. However, what surprises you more is how great it tastes, sort of like a mix between candyfloss and bubble-gum, not what you’d expect from an energy drink certainly. For a short time, you slowly drink your way through your energy drink, enjoying some time to yourself listening to music and watching people dance. It's relaxing and a lot of fun, in a hyper sort of way. Before long, you finish your energy drink, with nothing, other than feeling energised, occurring to you as a result<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>>. However, drinking all that energy drink, especially with your weak bladder, is likely to push you to wetting yourself sooner or later<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceCountDown >0>>. Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on energy drink wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel a sloshing pressure in your bladder region<</if>>. Instead, you just find yourself standing at the bar, with the [[cute bartender in front of you|Club B Drinks Menu]].

As you dance to the upbeat tune, you feel a pair of long, slender, feminine hands land on your hips. A fragrant smell of roses, with a hint of musk, wafts across your senses, as someone presses up against your back. Guiding you by the hips, your mysterious dance partner, guides you into a slow sensual swaying motion, as she presses closer. For, by this point, as the figure presses themselves firmly upon your back, you can clearly feel a pair of pert breasts, small hard nipples poking into you further evidence to their existence. During a particularly frantic moment in the music, the unknown reveller moves one of her hands to your shoulder, using the moment to spin you gently on the spot, so that you’re now facing her. Before you, leading you in a surprisingly intimate slow dance, is a pale raven-haired beauty. Her long dark hair frames her almost perfectly feminine facial features, all without a blemish. Dark red lipstick, and thick winged eyeliner stands out strikingly, upon her unearthly pale skin. An elegant dress, also dark red, in co-ordination with her lipstick, sweeps down to the floor, accented with an intricately designed under bust corset. The corsets detailed embroidery, easily pulling focus towards her modest yet perky breasts. As you embrace in your out of place slow dance, your mystery woman leans in whispering in your ear. A cold chill runs down your spine, though the feeling is rather exhilarating, more than frightening. "Hello, my delicate little morsel. What brings such a resplendent wonder across my path. My wild heart bleeds in joy, to find someone so very interesting, within the dull flock of normality. I wonder, will you be willing to see where our brief encounter leads, or will you stick with the comfortable normal you are accustomed to. I hope you come find me my dear heart", her tone a languid yet inviting lullaby. Kissing you tenderly upon the cheek as the music ends, she slips easily through the crowd, leaving you alone and confused.<<if $sexualPreference != 2>>You could call it a day, and find something else to do. Or, maybe you could chase after the pale beauty, and [[see what happens|Club B Seasonal Vampire Main]].<<else>>Well, that was odd, you think as you watch the pale beauty disappear. Feeling that following her would likely escalate in a way you’re not interested in, you decide calling it a day is probably the best choice.<</if>>

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $penis>><<set $timesFuckedPussy += 1>><<else>><<set $timesLesbianSex += 1>><</if>>Throwing caution to the wind, curiosity taking control of you, you push your way through the crowd. It’s a lot more difficult than your mysterious dance partner made it seem, but you manage, albeit a lot less gracefully. Spotting, the swooshing of her intricate dress, as she disappears through the main doors, you speed up your pursuit, committing yourself to locating her. Out through the club’s entrance, through the recreational plaza, and then through a long winding set of corridors you chase her, never spotting her for more than a moment. It’s almost as if you’re a predator stalking its pray, though the feeling that this might be the other way around lays unbidden in the corners of your mind, that she may instead be reeling you in. Eventually, almost with a dreamlike quality, you stand before an apartment door in the staff accommodation section of the facility. The door lies wide open, allowing you to see the decadent antique furniture within. Dark woods, and deep red drapes comprise the bulk of the decorations, giving an erotic, and slightly dangerous feel to the surroundings. As you wander in, the door slam behind you ominously, sealing off your exit. Venturing further inside, you spot through heavily curtained set of double doors, a large canopy bed surrounded by flickering candle light. Silhouetted against the closed bed drapes, you see the shadow of, what you suspect to be the nude form of your mysterious dance partner. The unmistakeable gesture of her beckoning you towards her, pushes your curiosity enough for you to forget your nerves about the oddness of the situation.<<if $currentClothing != "Naked">> As you walk, dreamily remove your $currentClothing, leaving it on the floor behind you. <</if>><<if ($currentUnderwear != "Naked")>> Hooking your thumbs into your $currentUnderwear, you let the slip down your legs, before piling at your feet. Stepping out of them, you hazily continue your journey to the bed.<</if>> Approaching, the bed, separated from the pale beauty by only a thin curtain, that strange cold chill runs down your spine once again, the feeling like you’re being hunted flashing in the back of your mind. Before you have a chance to react to the shocking feeling, a hand reaches from within, pulling you easily into the confines of the luxurious bed. It takes a moment for you to realise what’s going on, everything happening so quickly that you ‘re just led along stunned. Coming to your senses, you find the raven-haired woman straddling your waist, her hands rest on your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> tenderly. Your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> and her vagina press against each other openly, though not yet in a sexual manner. A languid smile crosses her face, as she looks down at you, as if studying you and being happy at what she sees. "My dear heart, you came to find me. Like curiosity and a cat, you couldn’t keep far away from the chase. Chasing me, or maybe an escape from mundanity, possibly both. But who isn’t. The search for interest and intimacy are all we are beneath the pointless confines of tradition and survival. To find someone to hold across these dark nights. But, don’t speak dear heart, there is only the now, and that is where we must occupy", her voice like a lullaby, she soothes all your worries, enflaming your passions, as she looks down upon you with lust in her eyes. In a flash, your pale partner has <<if $penis>>worked your cock into her pussy<<else>>has aligned your pussy with her own, intertwining your legs so they press together<</if>>. As she makes such extensive skin to skin contact, you realise part of why you’ve been so no edge. She’s completely cold to the touch. The feeling as you <<if $penis>>penetrate her deeply<<else>>rhythmically rub together<</if>>, guided by her movements, is amazing, your partner seemingly extremely skilled at sex. The way her cunt moves, and clenches, is otherworldly, coaxing amazing pleasure from you with ease. All the while, she looks down happily, but always with a well-hidden tinge of … sadness, or is that tiredness, it’s hard to tell. Leaning forward, she begins kissing her way up your neck, whispering sweet nothings in your ear soothingly. Her expert ministrations are bringing you close to climax, and with the way she’s going, you’re pretty sure you’ll be able to go for multiple rounds. <<if $penis>>Cum spurting from your dick<<else>>Fem-cum spurting from your cunt<</if>>, and a sharp sudden, but momentary pain on your neck, all happen at once overwhelming you with sensation. Dreamily, suddenly incredibly tired, you look up through heavily lidded eyes. The pale beauty looks different, red streaks covering her ghostly white skin, standing out firmly in contrast. Her mouth houses, long canine teeth, and her eyes glow a cat like red. Still, the expression on her face is comforting, gentle even. Shushing you sweetly, she lays a kiss on your forehead, "My dear heart …", she whispers before all around you fades to grey. … Waking up, you find yourself back at Club B, slumped across a table. You feel a little woozy. Maybe you just had too much to drink, you wonder as you rub your throat, finding no marks. With a confused sigh, you pull yourself up, not wanting to make anymore a fool of yourself than you already have. Turning back to the table, you see an elegant note addressed to you, likely previously hidden beneath you as you slept. Opening it, it read; Dear $firstName, Our brief passionate embrace will last with me a life time. Your Joie de vivre was almost as intoxicating as you were, such lust for life is rare in these troubled days. But I know, in my heart of hearts, that our beautiful dance must be like that of a mayfly, short but astounding. May we meet again, in better circumstances my wonderous dear heart, C. - XOXOX – Rubbing your forehead, you put the letter away, confused and vexed. Something obviously happened, but what you likely will never know. Straightening yourself up, you find yourself [[standing in Club B|Club B]].

As you pass through the dormitory main room you notice that spooky decorations scatter the space. Large colourful stickers featuring pumpkins, witches, and zombies cover the walls, whilst rubber bats and crows hang from the ceiling. In fact, it’s not just the dormitory that’s looking different, with many of the residents also wearing strange and wacky costumes. Funnily, sexy cat girls seem to be a common theme, though you can clearly see the cat ear headbands and butt plug tails. Other than that, you also spot a few bright pink faeries, with pretty butterfly like wings, a couple of sultry vampire, and even an oddly attractive zombie. Over in one corner you see a large queue, all converging upon a long table. Getting nearer, you spot that a practically naked man, wearing only a pair of boxer shorts hidden by the table and a chef’s hat, sits behind the table giving out carefully wrapped boxes of chocolate. The aroma of chocolate, and something else fills the air, the other smell being familiar, but hard to place. Curious, you start to queue, but soon decide to quit, seeing the line is just too long for it to be feasible to wait around for. As you start to leave, you take one last look back, catching the ‘Chef’ standing up, to hand a box across the table. Getting a clearer look at his bulging boxer shorts, you see them clearly labelled ‘Ingredients’. Odd. Maybe, you just dodged a bullet there …

You tell Mistress Sarah that you'd like to spend some time getting to know her better. She sits there a minute in silence, pondering the offer, before responding. With a deep, exasperated sigh, she explains, "I suppose if it’s the only way to stop you from bothering me, that I could let you stay around for a little longer. Though, you’ll have to do something productive. This is a business, and these are work hours, I can’t just go off and run through the meadows with you like some star struck teen. If you want to stay, you can sort through my mail. There’s a small chair over there you can pull over, I’ll even let you use a corner of my desk as long as you’re quiet. Who knows, maybe I’ll become bored enough to talk at you", finishing her speech by pulling a stack of envelopes out of a drawer, and throwing them down on a corner of the desk. Deciding that you’re not going to get a better offer, and that turning her down now would likely not end well, you pull the seat over and get to work. Sitting at the much smaller seat, working at tiny space on the desk, you’re firmly informed of your place in the pecking order between yourself and Mistress Sarah. You try to start up conversations a couple of times, but the withering looks she sends your way quickly ends those attempts. She does however, talk at you a few times. Mistress Sarah seems to have very little interest in your input on the topics, but she does seem to enjoy having someone to talk to. The topics are almost all work related, regarding various décor and workplace rules she is contemplating. She does however tell you one story of interest. <<print either("Apparently, whilst she doesn’t particularly like him. Her and Mr. Qwick have a longstanding agreement not to actively compete with each other. She points out that they have very different customers, so when either of them get customers that feel out of place, they recommend the other ones sevices. However, she laments that he annoys her by being so informal all of the time, otherwise he would likely be an excellent prospect for a business partner","Apparently, the owner of Club B has offered to ‘supply’ her with workers in exchange for a partnership. However, she’s heard bad things about the man, and that he’s not someone who she wants to get involved with. It seems she regards him as a lead weight that will likely bring her down with him when he annoys the wrong person. Sadly, to keep things diplomatic, she’s having to employ a couple of his ‘girls’ to keep him quiet");>>. Overall, it's oddly relaxing, being talked to whilst doing mindless work. You also, strangely, get the feeling that she enjoys your presence more than she lets on, offering small smiles your way when she thinks you aren’t looking.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> One thing she does note, however, much to your embarassement, is that a strange and foul smell seems to be hanging around the room. She goes so far as to order one of her underlings to go get an air freshener to cover it up. Thankfully, she doesn't seem to figure out that it's your dirty diaper she's smelling, instead attributing it to you just being so inferior to her.<</if>> After a little while, you realise that you probably need to do something more personally productive. Getting up from the chair you [[go back to talking to Mistress Sarah|Brothel Spend Time With Mistress Sarah]].

You tell Mistress Sarah that you'd like to have sex with her, if she’d be willing to have sex with you. She sits there a minute in silence, pondering the offer, before responding. With a deep, exasperated sigh, she explains, "That’s a very … nice offer. But, I just don’t think you’re up to my standards", a small smile creeps across her face as if she has just thought of something, "Then again, maybe there’s something that you could do for me, if you’re really set on pleasing me. But of course, you’ll have to do everything I say, exactly as I say it, if you’re not looking to disappoint me. If that sounds agreeable to you, then I’ll need you naked and kneeling by my side". Finishing her speech, she pulls her chair back from under the desk, gesturing to spot next to her on the floor. <<if $submission >=0>><<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $actionAmountCurrent += 1>><<if $sarahRelationship<=97>><<set $sarahRelationship += 3>><<else>><<set $sarahRelationship = 100>><</if>><<set $timesMasturbated += 1>>Processing what Mistress Sarah has just said, you decide to see where this all leads. At the very least, she might be happier with you as a result, and having someone so powerful on your side might be a great help during your time in the facility. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>You quickly remove your <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>$currentClothing and $currentUnderwear<<elseif $currentClothing!= "Naked">>$currentClothing<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>$currentUnderwear<</if>> as directed, leaving them in a pile on the floor. However, after seeing the disgusted look on the imperious woman’s face, naked, you take a moment to pick them up, neatly fold them, and place them in a pile in the corner. All under the dutiful watch of your Mistress.<<else>>Thankfully, you're already naked so don't need to get undressed. You smile to yourself, for being so well prepared going in to this.<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>> As her eyes cross your $currentUnderwear, Mistress Sarah sighs loudly. Tutting, she tells you, "Well, well. I knew I was superior to you, but I didn’t realize you were so much lesser than me that you need those things. I suppose I can work with it at least, it certainly puts you in your place quite well".<</if>> Now ready, you move around the side of the desk and kneel beside her. Mistress Sarah, by this point has turned back to her work, largely ignoring the presence of her nude plaything. Every minute or two, she looks down at you, sternly offering a criticism of your pose and how to improve upon it. All in all, it takes about quarter of an hour before this series of commands ends, leaving you kneeling upright and straight backed, looking down at the floor in front of you. "Good. You seem to be able to take command. At least to an acceptable level. I’d say you might even look rather cute, so fully under my tutelage. As such, I’ve decided that I’m willing to let you entertain me. Something you should be thankful for", her tone almost playful, though it’s hard to tell when your eyes are set at her feet. Offering some quiet thanks to the dominant business woman, she seems pleased and continues on to the next part of her plans. Turning her chair to face you, offering you her full attention, she commands, "I’m going to let you lick my boots. I want to see long wet licks, all over them, and I want to see that cute little tongue of yours every time you do. If you’re good, I’ll even let you hump my leg to get yourself off, like an obedient and loyal little puppy". Slightly put off but already committed, you move to take her high heel booted foot in your hands, so that you can start your humiliating task. However, your mistress tuts at this movement, gesturing down at the floor. Understanding what she desires, you press yourself against the ground, sticking out your tongue ready to clean her boot. The taste is unpleasant, but it could be far worse, you decide as you take a long lick across the boot. You’re ultimately thankful that Mistress Sarah seems to keep her boots clean, completely free of any real dirt or grime, otherwise your task would be a lot more unpleasant. As it is, you lap at her boots adoringly, leaving little wet trails of spit wherever you minister to. All the while, you hear happy grunts from your dominant partner, a smell of feminine arousal passing your senses. Looking up pitifully, your face streaked with spit, you notice that she has unzipped her pants, and is currently sticking one hand down them, playing with herself. "Acceptable", she grunts, looking down to you with lust in her eyes, "You may … hump my leg now. Show your Mistress just what an obedient submissive toy you are". The taste of boot still on your tongue, you quickly reposition yourself, your <<if $penis>> cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> pressed up against the boot you just so intimately cleaned. Legs sprawled either side, <<checkThigh>> thighs pressing into either side of her footwear, you start frantically rubbing, increadibly turned on by both seeing the dominant woman touch herself, as well as the humiliation of the situation. Making short thrusting motions, your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> mashing into her shins. The look on her face is one of ownership, your submission to her in this moment complete. Moving a hand down, she even pats you on the head condescendingly, only further spurring on your rapid thrusting. It doesn’t take long for you both to reach your goal. The previous build up and play, serving to hasten you towards orgasm. Mistress Sarah cums first, having started playing with herself before she let you start. Tiredly, she takes the now drenched hand that had previously been used to frig herself, wiping it across your face, as if marking you as her own. Such thoughts in your current state are all you need, forcing you to spill your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> across her freshly cleaned boot. Exhausted, you move to sit back, but your Mistress has one more task for you. Pointing back down at her boot, you gulp as you realise exactly what she’s asking you to do. Once again, prostrating yourself in front of her, pressed to the ground, you stick your tongue out. The salty remains of your fun taste rather nice, but the thought of where they come from makes you pale, reminding you just who is in charge of this situation. Eventually though, the boots are once again clean, and Mistress Sarah assents to you getting up and getting clean, a surprising smile briefly painted on her face. Your sex session complete, you [[return to talking to Mistress Sarah|Brothel Spend Time With Mistress Sarah]].<<else>>Processing what Mistress Sarah has just said, you decide you’re not comfortable seeing where this all leads. Whilst having sex with the elegant businesswoman sounded good, you’re not sure if you’re willing to let her have as much dominance over you as what she’s asking. Becoming firm in your decision, you momentarily hope that turning down her offer won’t cause the imposing brothel madam to take retribution against you. Unwilling to comply with her demands, you shake your head and [[return to talking to Mistress Sarah|Brothel Spend Time With Mistress Sarah]]. <</if>>

"A bit of a complex procedure, but I’m delighted to be providing it to you. To be honest, I’m rather excited to being able to conduct this one, though not excited enough to reduce the price", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection. "The subjects normally look so much more interesting with both a penis and a vagina, it opens up a lot of options. I don’t normally recommend trainees getting a penis, but if you’re keeping your vagina I’m all for it. You’ve made a smart choice today". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large, what you can only describe as tube-like, object in hand. Weirdly it reminds you of a flesh-light. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, they’d be in the way of applying the treatment", directs the doctor as he starts opening a jar, smearing inside the weird device, "The procedure is relatively simple really, though what’s going on is more complex. All I need you to do is lie back whilst I apply the device. Let’s just say it’s going to get interesting", he continues with a wink as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you wait, already naked, so don't need to get undressed<</if>>.<<if $chastityLevel == 1 || $chastityLevel == 3>> Noticing your $currentChastity, Dr.Radcliff sighs, "Hmm! I do not believe that will work with the procedure you’ve scheduled. Yes, that will be the best way. I’ll have to remove it I think, your chastity or lack thereof isn’t any of my business. My business in fact is science!", the older doctor taking this opportunity to begin removing your $currentChastity, putting it to one side. <<if $chastityLocked>><<set $chastityLocked = false>><<if !$chastityBreastsLocked>><<set $chastityLockedBy = 0>><</if>>Strangely, he doesn’t seem to need any sort of key to do this, your $currentChastity practically falling off at his slightest touch.<</if>><<set $currentChastity = "None">><<set $chastityLevel = 0>><</if>> Naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places a cold, well lubricated hand just above your pussy, rubbing in whatever it is his hand is covered in, onto the spot. With a confident nod, he brings the device over to the patch above your pussy, placing it carefully and with precision. "This might pinch a little, but you must understand that your body is working on some complex alterations and creating sensitive tissue is always a little tricky". Slightly nervous from the doctors directions you brace yourself for what is about to happen. With a slight !Click! you feel a quick pinching sensation that quickly is replaced by an overall numbness of the involved spot, the device standing tall in the spot where Dr.Radcliff left it. Taking a step back, he sits down on a nearby chair ready to oversee the procedure. Waiting for 5 minutes, nothing of note happens, only an occasional beep or whir from the mysterious device. Then it happens, all of a sudden, a rapid burst of sensation catches you by surprise with enough force that you’re almost jolted off the seat. Feeling returns to the previously numbed spot, however the sensations are much more intense than previously, causing you to cry out in overstimulated shock. In response to the changing situation, the device seated on the patch above your pussy starts to vibrate aggressively, an odd wet heat pooling in the spot. It feels almost as if something is trying to push out of you. The sensations, however, do not stop, your arousal, built from the pleasurable feelings now overpowering you, causing complex thoughts about what is happening wanting to cease. With a loud groaning orgasm, you start to notice that your thighs are covered in a thick liquid. Between the constant wave of orgasms, you start to feel a more intense stretching sensation centred on the spot above your crotch, accompanied by a pleasant internal feeling beneath it. Again, looking down to try and observe what is happening, you notice that you’re starting to feel something new, like you’ve got another clit, that is being pleasantly vibrated by the device. One final intense orgasm, sending a shower of fem-cum from your pussy across the chair and your legs, signals the end of the procedure, the strange object suddenly coming to a sudden halt of all function. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over and carefully pulling off the device, now seemingly lodged, and shielding something new. No longer blocked from view, you can now clearly see your new cock, <<checkPenis>>. Even further down, you still have your pussy and clit, though they are slightly obscured by your new additions. You run your hand across your genitals briefly, checking that they’re real. With a shudder of sensation, you are assured the procedure is complete. Taking a moment, you relax before getting ready to carry on, too tired to move from the lake of fem-cum you produced. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A bit of a complex procedure, but I’m completely willing to providing it to you. To be honest, I’m rather excited to being able to conduct this one, though not excited enough to reduce the price", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection. "At least you’re keeping your vagina, that will do well for you when you finally go through final processing. Not a bad choice of procedures at the very least". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large, what you can only describe as tube-like, object in hand. Weirdly it reminds you of a flesh-light. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, they’d be in the way of applying the treatment", directs the doctor as he starts opening a jar, smearing inside the weird device, "The procedure is relatively simple really, though what’s going on is more complex. All I need you to do is lie back whilst I apply the device. Let’s just say it’s going to get interesting", he continues with a wink as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you wait, already naked, so don't need to get undressed<</if>>.<<if $chastityLevel == 2 || $chastityLevel == 4>> Noticing your $currentChastity, Dr.Radcliff sighs, "Hmm! I do not believe that will work with the procedure you’ve scheduled. Yes, that will be the best way. I’ll have to remove it I think, your chastity or lack thereof isn’t any of my business. My business in fact is science!", the older doctor taking this opportunity to begin removing your $currentChastity, putting it to one side. <<if $chastityLocked>><<set $chastityLocked = false>><<if !$chastityBreastsLocked>><<set $chastityLockedBy = 0>><</if>>Strangely, he doesn’t seem to need any sort of key to do this, your $currentChastity practically falling off at his slightest touch.<</if>><<set $currentChastity = "None">><<set $chastityLevel = 0>><</if>> Naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff runs a cold, well lubricated hand across your cock, rubbing in whatever it is his hand is covered in, onto it. With a confident nod, he brings the device over to dick, enveloping it carefully and with precision. "This might pinch a little, but you must understand that your body is working on some complex alterations and removing sensitive tissue is always a little tricky". Slightly nervous from the doctors directions you brace yourself for what is about to happen. With a slight !Click! you feel a quick pinching sensation that quickly is replaced by an overall numbness of the involved spot, the device standing tall covering your dick. Taking a step back, Dr.Radcliff sits down on a nearby chair ready to oversee the procedure. Waiting for 5 minutes, nothing of note happens, only an occasional beep or whir from the mysterious device. Then it happens, all of a sudden, a rapid burst of sensation catches you by surprise with enough force that you’re almost jolted off the seat. Feeling returns to your previously numbed cock, however the sensations are much more intense than previously, causing you to cry out in overstimulated shock. In response to the changing situation, the device seated on your penis starts to vibrate aggressively, an odd wet heat pooling in the spot. It feels almost as if something is trying to pull itself into you. The sensations, however, do not stop. your arousal, built from the pleasurable feelings now overpowering you, causing complex thoughts about what is happening wanting to cease. With a loud groaning orgasm, you start to notice that your thighs are covered in a thick liquid, the top of the device leaking your cum down the sides. Looking down you notice your fleshy scrotum sack being sucked into from the base of the mysterious object, you wonder briefly what’s happening to it before another orgasm shakes the thought from your mind. Between the constant wave of orgasms, you start to feel a more intense contracting sensation centred on the spot where your cock once existed, accompanied by a pleasant internal feeling beneath it. Again, looking down to try and observe what is happening, you notice that you’re starting to feel something new, like you’re now lacking something you used to have, the fading remnants being pleasantly vibrated by the device. One final intense orgasm, sending a shower of cum from the end of the device across the chair and your legs, signals the end of the procedure, the strange object suddenly coming to a sudden halt of all function. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over and carefully pulling off the device, now seemingly lodged, and shielding something new. No longer blocked from view, you can now clearly see your dick is completely gone. Even further down, you still have your pussy and clit, now finally not obscured by your rod. You run your hand across your genitals briefly, checking that your penis is really gone. With a lack of sensation, you are assured the procedure is complete. Taking a moment, you relax before getting ready to carry on, too tired to move from the lake of cum you produced. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A bit of a complex procedure, but I’m delighted to be providing it to you. To be honest, I’m rather excited to being able to conduct this one, though not excited enough to reduce the price", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects normally look so much more interesting with both a penis and a vagina, it opens up a lot of options. Best of all, you’re adding a vagina onto yourself, that will significantly improve your auction prospects. You’ve made a smart choice today". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large, what you can only describe as tube-like, object in hand. Weirdly it reminds you of a flesh-light. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, they’d be in the way of applying the treatment", directs the doctor as he starts opening a jar, smearing inside the weird device, "The procedure is relatively simple really, though what’s going on is more complex. All I need you to do is lie back whilst I apply the device. Let’s just say it’s going to get interesting", he continues with a wink as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you wait, already naked, so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places a cold, well lubricated hand just below your dick, rubbing in whatever it is his hand is covered in, onto the spot. With a confident nod, he brings the device over to the patch just below your penis, placing it carefully and with precision. "This might pinch a little, but you must understand that your body is working on some complex alterations and creating sensitive tissue is always a little tricky". Slightly nervous from the doctors directions, you brace yourself for what is about to happen. With a slight !Click! you feel a quick pinching sensation that quickly is replaced by an overall numbness of the involved spot, the device standing tall in the spot where Dr.Radcliff left it. Taking a step back, he sits down on a nearby chair ready to oversee the procedure. Waiting for 5 minutes, nothing of note happens, only an occasional beep or whir from the mysterious device. Then it happens, all of a sudden, a rapid burst of sensation catches you by surprise with enough force that you’re almost jolted off the seat. Feeling returns to the previously numbed spot, however the sensations are much more intense than previously, causing you to cry out in overstimulated shock. In response to the changing situation, the device seated on the patch beneath your <<checkPenis>> cock starts to vibrate aggressively, an odd wet heat pooling in the spot. It feels almost as if something is trying to push into you. The sensations, however, do not stop, your arousal, built from the pleasurable feelings now overpowering you, causing complex thoughts about what is happening wanting to cease. With a loud groaning orgasm, you start to notice that your thighs are covered in a thick liquid. Looking down you notice, that the device has moved down leaving a tiny erect bean just above visible, likely your new clit, you wonder briefly before another orgasm shakes the thought from your mind. Between the constant wave of orgasms, you start to feel a more intense stretching sensation centred on the spot below your crotch, accompanied by a pleasant internal feeling beneath it. Again, looking down to try and observe what is happening, you notice that you’re starting to feel something new, like you’ve got another orifice, that is being pleasantly vibrated by the device. One final intense orgasm, sending a shower of cum from your cock across the chair and your legs, signals the end of the procedure, the strange object suddenly coming to a sudden halt of all function. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over and carefully pulling out the device with a wet plop, now seemingly lodged inside of you. No longer blocked from view, you can now clearly see your new pussy, wet and needy, only somewhat obscured by your <<checkPenis>> cock. You run your hand across your genitals briefly, checking that they’re real. With a shudder of sensation, you are assured the procedure is complete. Taking a moment, you relax before getting ready to carry on, too tired to move from the lake of cum you produced. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A bit of a complex procedure, but I’m completely willing to providing it to you. To be honest, I’m rather excited to being able to conduct this one, though not excited enough to reduce the price", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "It pains me to see that you’re getting rid of your vagina, that will not do well for you when you finally go through final processing. Though, I won’t complain too much, complex procedures like this are always rather fun to do". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large, what you can only describe as tube-like, object in hand. Weirdly it reminds you of a flesh-light. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, they’d be in the way of applying the treatment", directs the doctor as he starts opening a jar, smearing inside the weird device, "The procedure is relatively simple really, though what’s going on is more complex. All I need you to do is lie back whilst I apply the device. Let’s just say it’s going to get interesting", he continues with a wink as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you wait, already naked, so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff runs a cold, well lubricated hand into the crevice of your pussy, rubbing in gently whatever it is his hand is covered in, into it. With a confident nod, he brings the device over to pussy, placing it carefully over it with precision. "This might pinch a little, but you must understand that your body is working on some complex alterations and removing sensitive tissue is always a little tricky". Slightly nervous from the doctors directions you brace yourself for what is about to happen. With a slight !Click! you feel a quick pinching sensation that quickly is replaced by an overall numbness of the involved spot, the device standing tall covering your whole cunt. Taking a step back, Dr.Radcliff sits down on a nearby chair ready to oversee the procedure. Waiting for 5 minutes, nothing of note happens, only an occasional beep or whir from the mysterious device. Then it happens, all of a sudden, a rapid burst of sensation catches you by surprise with enough force that you’re almost jolted off the seat. Feeling returns to your previously numbed vagina, however the sensations are much more intense than previously, causing you to cry out in overstimulated shock. In response to the changing situation, the device seated on your moist hole starts to vibrate aggressively, an odd wet heat pooling in the spot. It feels almost as if something is trying to push itself out of you, funnily enough, this is accompanied simultaneously by the feeling as if something is entering your cunt. The sensations, however, do not stop. your arousal, built from the pleasurable feelings now overpowering you, causing complex thoughts about what is happening wanting to cease. With a loud groaning orgasm, you start to notice that your thighs are covered in a thick liquid, the top of the device leaking your fem-cum down the sides. Looking down you notice your small clit, disappearing before your eyes as the skin around it first begins to cover it, before sealing off smooth. You wonder briefly what’s happening to it before another orgasm shakes the thought from your mind. Between the constant wave of orgasms, you start to feel a more intense contracting sensation centred on the spot where your pussy once existed, accompanied by a pleasant internal feeling around it. Again, looking down to try and observe what is happening, you notice that you’re starting to feel something new, like you’re now lacking something you used to have, the fading remnants being pleasantly vibrated by the device. One final intense orgasm, sending a shower of fem-cum from the end of the device across the chair and your legs, signals the end of the procedure, the strange object suddenly coming to a sudden halt of all function. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over and carefully pulling off the device, no longer attached to anything. Now, without the object obscuring your vision, you can now clearly see your cunt is completely gone, your tiny clit no longer there. Further up, you still have your <<checkPenis>> dick, now without competition for space in your genital region. You run your hand across your genitals briefly, checking that your moist hole is really gone. With a lack of sensation, you are assured the procedure is complete. Taking a moment, you relax before getting ready to carry on, too tired to move from the lake of fem-cum you produced. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

<<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>>"So, normally we don't tell the patient about the next part. However, as of the start of this month, you are eligible for an alternate form of the treatment that other inmates receive. What would normally happen now is that you'd be dosed with a treatment that would cause an extensive change to your physical form, making you decidedly more feminine. <<if $penis>>It would also transform you into woman<<else>>It would also, if you were male, transform you into a woman<</if>>. We are, however, offering you have the option to opt into the lesser version of the treatment. It'll still cause you to exhibit some more feminine qualities, but it is significantly less invasive. The catch is, you'll have to beg for it, to show your co-operation", explains the doctor. Thinking over your options you try to decide between the two choices. The more invasive full treatment that will make you decidedly more feminine. Or the lesser treatment which will only minorly boost your femininity<<if $penis>>, and will let you keep your cock<</if>>, but you’ll have to embarrass yourself to get it, and who knows what else that’ll cause. "The choice is up to you; however, I will need you to make a choice", the man in the lab coat says, interrupting your thoughts. Do you: [[Accept the full treatment|Processing Fem][$femininity +=30; $penis = false; $vagina = true; $balls = false; $ballSize = 0; $breastSize +=3; if($height>=76){$height =72}else if($height<=64){$height =60}else{$height -=4}; $hairLength +=3; $muscles -= 10; $holderInt = 1]] [[Ask for the lesser treatment|Processing Fem Alt][$femininity +=20; $breastSize +=1; if($height>=76){$height =74}else if($height<=62){$height =60}else{$height -=2}; $hairLength +=1; if($submission<=80){$submission += 20;}else{$submission = 100;}; $penisSize =0; $ballSize = 0; $holderInt = 2]]<<else>>"So, normally we don't tell the patient about the next part. However, as of the start of this month, you are eligible for an alternate form of the treatment that other inmates receive. What would normally happen now is that you'd be dosed with a treatment that would cause an extensive change to your physical form, making you decidedly more masculine. <<if !$penis>>It would also transform you into man<<else>>It would also, if you were female, transform you into a man<</if>>. We are, however, offering you have the option to opt into the lesser version of the treatment. It'll still cause you to exhibit some more masculine qualities, but it is significantly less invasive. The catch is, you'll have to beg for it, to show your co-operation", explains the doctor. Thinking over your options you try to decide between the two choices. The more invasive full treatment that will make you decidedly more masculine. Or the lesser treatment which will only minorly boost your masculinity<<if !$penis>>, and will let you keep your vagina<</if>>, but you’ll have to embarrass yourself to get it, and who knows what else that’ll cause. "The choice is up to you; however, I will need you to make a choice", the man in the lab coat says, interrupting your thoughts. Do you: [[Accept the full treatment|Processing Masc][$femininity -=30; $penis = true; $vagina = false; $balls = true; $ballSize += 2; $penisSize += 2; if($height>=84){$height =84}else if($height<=64){$height =68}else{$height +=4}; $muscles += 10; $breastSize = 0; $holderInt = 1]] [[Ask for the lesser treatment|Processing Masc Alt][$femininity -=20; if($height>=84){$height =84}else if($height<=64){$height =68}else{$height +=4}; $radcliffRelationship -=3; $davisRelationship -=5; if($submission<=80){$submission += 20;}else{$submission = 100;}; $holderInt = 2]]<</if>>

"An extremely simple procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "I suppose if you’re looking at it in terms of profitability, if you’re going to have a penis, it’s best to have a big one. Not always the case, but most of our clients prefer their partners well endowed. Either way, if you’ve paid for it, then I’m more than happy to give you the procedure". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple, all I need to do is apply this cream to your cock and it'll be bigger before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff, after getting a good layer of ointment on his gloves, places both hands on simultaneously on your genitals. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently gropes your dick, carefully applying the cream equally as possible. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, and looking down you're sure you can’t spot a bulge in his pants, he seems to be treating this very professionally. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of strawberries, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that your dick has even changed, growing slowly and consistently in size. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your groin, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but, however, a pleasant diversion as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, your dick now visibly increased in size, can now be considered <<checkPenis>>. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that a <<checkPenis>> penis now resides in your groin-al region. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"An extremely simple procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "In general terms, our clients prefer trainees without a penis, however some of them love humiliating trainees with small cocks. Not always the case, but there’s still some value in having them smaller. Either way, if you’ve paid for it, then I’m more than happy to give you the procedure". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple, all I need to do is apply this cream to your cock and it'll be smaller before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff, after getting a good layer of ointment on his gloves, places both hands on simultaneously on your genitals. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently gropes your dick, carefully applying the cream equally as possible. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, and looking down you're sure you can’t spot a bulge in his pants, he seems to be treating this very professionally. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of lemons, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that your dick has even changed, shrinking slowly and consistently in size. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your groin, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but, however, a pleasant diversion as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, your dick now visibly decreased in size, can now be considered <<checkPenis>>. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that a <<checkPenis>> penis now resides in your groin-al region. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

Below is a listing of all the commissioned art contained within the game, sorted by the artist which produced it. Warning! Some of the images may contain plot spoilers, so proceed at your own peril. Silverjile Can be found at: <a href="http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/Silverjile/profile" target="_blank">Hentai Foundry</a> The main banner [SFW, Cute]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 1') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 1') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 1') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 1" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/RepurposeBanner01.jpg]]</div></div> The initial transformation [NSFW, Cute, F, Bondage]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 2') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 2') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 2') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 2" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/InitialTransformation.jpg]]</div></div> The first time working at he brothel (resist) [NSFW, Bondage, FF, Denial]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 3') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 3') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 3') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 3" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/BrothelInitialResist.jpg]]</div></div> The first time working at the brothel (submit) [NSFW, FSelf]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 4') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 4') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 4') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 4" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/BrothelInitialSubmit.jpg]]</div></div> The first time working at the glory hole [NSFW, F-Machine]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 10') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 10') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 10') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 10" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/GloryHoleTraining.jpg]]</div></div> Hucow milked in bondage [NSFW, Lactation, Bondage]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 12') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 12') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 12') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 12" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowMilking.jpg]]</div></div> Tilly face sitting the player [NSFW, F-F, Oral]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 18') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 18') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 18') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 18" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/TillyFaceSit.jpg]]</div></div> Nude player waiting in testing chair [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 20') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 20') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 20') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 20" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/NakedLabTest.png]]</div></div> 'My Space Princess' Poster [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 21') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 21') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 21') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 21" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/SpacePrincessPoster.png]]</div></div> Hucow bred and milked in bondage [NSFW, Lactation, Bondage, F/M sex]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 27') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 27') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 27') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 27" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowBreeding.jpg]]</div></div> Tilly first date [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 28') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 28') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 28') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 28" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Other Scenes/TillyFirstDate.jpg]]</div></div> Submissiveness training spanked in front of classroom [NSFW, Spanking, Humiliation]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 32') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 32') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 32') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 32" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/ClassroomSpanking.jpg]]</div></div> Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Breast Expansion [NSFW, BE]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 33') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 33') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 33') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 33" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/RestaurantBE.png]]</div></div> Mistress Sarah’s BDSM Dungeon [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 34') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 34') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 34') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 34" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/SarahBDSMDungeon.jpg]]</div></div> Felicity Bedroom (Normal) [NSFW, Nude]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 69') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 69') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 69') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 69" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/FelicityNudeNormal.jpg]]</div></div> Felicity Bedroom (Fox) [NSFW, Nude, Anthro]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 70') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 70') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 70') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 70" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/FelicityNudeFox.jpg]]</div></div> Dragon Bride Ending [NSFW, Anthro]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 71') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 71') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 71') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 71" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/DragonBrideEnding.jpg]]</div></div> Seb’s Bondage (Male) [NSFW, Bondage]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 82') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 82') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 82') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 82" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/SebBondageMale.jpg]]</div></div> Seb’s Bondage (Female) [NSFW, Bondage]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 83') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 83') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 83') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 83" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/SebBondageFemale.jpg]]</div></div> Jess Milking [NSFW, Lactation, Hucow]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 84') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 84') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 84') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 84" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/JessMilked.jpg]]</div></div> Lollipop Head-Pat [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 87') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 87') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 87') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 87" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/LollipopHeadPat.jpg]]</div></div> Ashley Charcter Portrait [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 5') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 5') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 5') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 5" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AshleyLarge.png]]</div></div> Tilly Charcter Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 6') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 6') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 6') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 6" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/TillyLarge.png]]</div></div> Jess Charcter Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 7') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 7') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 7') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 7" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessLarge.png]]</div></div> Davis Charcter Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 8') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 8') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 8') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 8" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/DavisLarge.png]]</div></div> Dr. Radcliff Charcter Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 9') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 9') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 9') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 9" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RadcliffLarge.png]]</div></div> Alice the AI's 'Special' Avatar [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 11') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 11') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 11') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 11" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AliceAI.jpg]]</div></div> Anna Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 13') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 13') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 13') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 13" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AnnaLarge.png]]</div></div> Britney Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 14') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 14') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 14') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 14" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BritneyLarge.png]]</div></div> Mistress Sarah Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 15') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 15') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 15') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 15" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SarahLarge.png]]</div></div> Mr Qwick Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 16') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 16') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 16') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 16" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/QwickLarge.png]]</div></div> Tony Bosco Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 17') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 17') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 17') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 17" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/TonyLarge.png]]</div></div> Betsy Character Portrait [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 22') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 22') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 22') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 22" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BetsyLarge.png]]</div></div> Jasmine Character Portrait [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 23') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 23') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 23') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 23" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JasmineLarge.png]]</div></div> Anthony Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 24') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 24') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 24') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 24" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AnthonyLarge.png]]</div></div> Henry Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 25') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 25') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 25') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 25" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/HenryLarge.png]]</div></div> Lianna Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 26') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 26') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 26') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 26" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LiannaLarge.png]]</div></div> Mr Stein Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 29') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 29') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 29') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 29" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SteinLarge.png]]</div></div> Dr Byrd Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 30') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 30') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 30') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 30" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ByrdLarge.png]]</div></div> Dr Hewitt Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 31') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 31') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 31') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 31" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/HewittLarge.png]]</div></div> Allie Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 35') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 35') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 35') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 35" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AllieLarge.png]]</div></div> Candi Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 36') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 36') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 36') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 36" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/CandiLarge.png]]</div></div> Char Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 37') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 37') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 37') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 37" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/CharLarge.png]]</div></div> Destiny Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 38') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 38') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 38') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 38" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/DestinyLarge.png]]</div></div> Seb Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 39') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 39') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 39') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 39" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SebLarge.png]]</div></div> Vincent Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 40') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 40') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 40') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 40" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentLarge.png]]</div></div> Alice (Robot) Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 41') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 41') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 41') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 41" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AliceLarge.png]]</div></div> Felicity (Normal) Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 42') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 42') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 42') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 42" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/FelicityNormalLarge.png]]</div></div> Felicity (Fox Ears) Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 43') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 43') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 43') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 43" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/FelicityFoxLarge.png]]</div></div> Facility Guard Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 44') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 44') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 44') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 44" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GuardLarge.png]]</div></div> Laura Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 45') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 45') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 45') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 45" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LauraLarge.png]]</div></div> Lollipop Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 46') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 46') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 46') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 46" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LollipopLarge.png]]</div></div> Mari Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 47') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 47') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 47') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 47" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MariLarge.png]]</div></div> Riley Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 48') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 48') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 48') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 48" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RileyLarge.png]]</div></div> Chess Man Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 52') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 52') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 52') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 52" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ChessManLarge.png]]</div></div> ‘Space Cadet’ Khloe Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 53') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 53') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 53') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 53" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/KhloeLarge.png]]</div></div> Skyler Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 54') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 54') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 54') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 54" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SkylerLarge.png]]</div></div> Willow Character Portrait [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 55') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 55') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 55') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 55" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/WillowLarge.png]]</div></div> Wyatt Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 56') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 56') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 56') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 56" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/WyattLarge.png]]</div></div> Bella (Cat-Girl) Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 57') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 57') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 57') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 57" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BellaLarge.png]]</div></div> Fluffball Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 58') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 58') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 58') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 58" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/FluffballLarge.png]]</div></div> Mipsy Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 59') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 59') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 59') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 59" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MipsyLarge.png]]</div></div> Popcorn Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 60') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 60') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 60') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 60" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/PopcornLarge.png]]</div></div> Shadow Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 61') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 61') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 61') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 61" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ShadowLarge.png]]</div></div> Rachel Character Portrait [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 66') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 66') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 66') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 66" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RachelLarge.png]]</div></div> Marcus Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 67') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 67') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 67') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 67" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MarcusLarge.png]]</div></div> Generic Scientist (in three hair colours) Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 68') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 68') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 68') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 68" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RedScientistLarge.png]]</div></div> Darius Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 72') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 72') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 72') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 72" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/DariusLarge.png]]</div></div> Asami Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 73') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 73') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 73') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 73" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AsamiLarge.png]]</div></div> Agent Gary Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 74') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 74') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 74') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 74" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GaryLarge.png]]</div></div> Jess (BDSM) Character Portrait [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 75') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 75') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 75') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 75" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessBDSMLarge.png]]</div></div> Jess (Maid) Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 76') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 76') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 76') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 76" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessMaidLarge.png]]</div></div> Jess (Hucow) Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 77') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 77') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 77') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 77" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessHucowLarge.png]]</div></div> Bree Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 78') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 78') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 78') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 78" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BreeLarge.png]]</div></div> Thad Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 79') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 79') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 79') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 79" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ThadLarge.png]]</div></div> Brian Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 80') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 80') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 80') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 80" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BrianLarge.png]]</div></div> Monica Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 81') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 81') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 81') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 81" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div></div> Isadora Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 85') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 85') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 85') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 85" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/IsadoraLarge.png]]</div></div> Alice Nude Character Portrait [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 86') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 86') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 86') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 86" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AliceNudeLarge.png]]</div></div> Robotic Matron Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 89') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 89') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 89') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 89" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RoboticMatronLarge.png]]</div></div> Jess Pregnant Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 90') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 90') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 90') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 90" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessPregnantLarge.png]]</div></div> Tilly Pregnant Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 91') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 91') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 91') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 91" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/TillyPregnantLarge.png]]</div></div> Janus Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 92') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 92') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 92') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 92" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JanusLarge.png]]</div></div> Alice Pregnant Character Portrait [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 93') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 93') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 93') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 93" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AlicePregnantLarge.png]]</div></div> Jasmine Pregnant Character Portrait [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 94') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 94') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 94') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 94" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JasminePregnantLarge.png]]</div></div> Mari Clean Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 95') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 95') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 95') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 95" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MariCleanLarge.png]]</div></div> Rachel the Hucow Character Portrait [NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 96') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 96') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 96') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 96" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RachelHucowLarge.png]]</div></div> Sydney (Sissy) Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 97') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 97') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 97') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 97" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SydneyFemLarge.png]]</div></div> Sydney (Normal) Character Portrait [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 98') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 98') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 98') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 98" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SydneyMascLarge.png]]</div></div> TRC Capture Van [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 19') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 19') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 19') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 19" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/CaptureVan.png]]</div></div> Heavy Metal Double Doors [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 49') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 49') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 49') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 49" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/HeavyDoor.png]]</div></div> Facility Shower [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 50') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 50') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 50') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 50" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Shower.png]]</div></div> Facility Sinks [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 51') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 51') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 51') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 51" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Sink.png]]</div></div> Black Cage Bed [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 62') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 62') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 62') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 62" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/BlackCageBed.png]]</div></div> Grey Pet Bed [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 63') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 63') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 63') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 63" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/GreyPetBed.png]]</div></div> Pet Stall Bed [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 64') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 64') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 64') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 64" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/PetStall.png]]</div></div> Clinic Chair [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 65') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 65') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 65') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 65" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/ClinicChair.jpg]]</div></div> Feeding Trough [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Silverjile 88') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Silverjile 88') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Silverjile 88') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Silverjile 88" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/FeedingTrough.png]]</div></div> NimbleTail Can be found at: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/nimbletail" target="_blank">Deviant Art</a>, <a href="https://www.patreon.com/NimbleTail/overview" target="_blank">Patreon</a> Nude Female Player Basic Leashed [NSFW, Collar, Pet-Play]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NimbleTail 1') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NimbleTail 1') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NimbleTail 1') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NimbleTail 1" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/BasicFemaleLeash.png]]</div></div> Nude Player Basic Kneel [NSFW, Exhibitionism]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NimbleTail 2') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NimbleTail 2') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NimbleTail 2') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NimbleTail 2" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/KneelingNude.png]]</div></div> Puppy-Harness Player Basic Kneel [NSFW, Collar, Pet-Play, Exhibitionism, Puppy-Play]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NimbleTail 3') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NimbleTail 3') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NimbleTail 3') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NimbleTail 3" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/KneelingPuppy.png]]</div></div> Kitten Bodysuit Player Basic Kneel [NSFW, Collar, Pet-Play, Exhibitionism, Kitten-Play]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NimbleTail 4') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NimbleTail 4') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NimbleTail 4') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NimbleTail 4" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/KneelingKitten.png]]</div></div> Pony-Harness Player Basic Kneel [NSFW, Collar, Pet-Play, Exhibitionism, Pony-Play]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NimbleTail 5') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NimbleTail 5') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NimbleTail 5') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NimbleTail 5" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/KneelingPony.png]]</div></div> Puppy Player Bowl Feeding [NSFW, Collar, Pet-Play, Food, Puppy-Play]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NimbleTail 6') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NimbleTail 6') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NimbleTail 6') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NimbleTail 6" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/FeedingPuppy.png]]</div></div> Kitten Player Bowl Feeding [NSFW, Collar, Pet-Play, Food, Kitten-Play]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NimbleTail 7') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NimbleTail 7') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NimbleTail 7') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NimbleTail 7" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/FeedingKitten.png]]</div></div> Pony Player Feedbag Feeding [NSFW, Collar, Pet-Play, Food, Pony-Play]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NimbleTail 8') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NimbleTail 8') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NimbleTail 8') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NimbleTail 8" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/FeedingPony.png]]</div></div> Bunny Girl Bad End [NSFW, Pet-Play, Bunny-Play, Exhibitionism]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NimbleTail 9') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NimbleTail 9') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NimbleTail 9') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NimbleTail 9" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/BunnyEnding.jpg]]</div></div> Nude Male Player Basic Leashed [NSFW, Collar, Pet-Play]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NimbleTail 10') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NimbleTail 10') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NimbleTail 10') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NimbleTail 10" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/BasicMaleLeash.png]]</div></div> Black-Rayal Can be found at: <a href="https://black-rayal.deviantart.com/" target="_blank">Deviant Art</a>, <a href="https://www.patreon.com/user?u=4695680" target="_blank">Patreon</a> Sitting in the Bimbo-ification Chair [NSFW, FSelf, Hypnosis]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Rayal 1') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Rayal 1') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Rayal 1') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Rayal 1" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/BimboChair.jpg]]</div></div> Aweye-FF Can be found at: <a href="https://aweye-ff.deviantart.com/" target="_blank">Deviant Art</a>, <a href="https://aweye-blog.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">tumblr</a>, <a href="https://www.patreon.com/aweye" target="_blank">Patreon</a> Diaper Change's [SFW, ADBL/Diapers, Cute]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Aweye 1') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Aweye 1') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Aweye 1') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Aweye 1" style="display:none"> Diaper Change (Clean) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Aweye 1a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Aweye 1a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Aweye 1a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Aweye 1a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeClean.png]]</div></div> Diaper Change (Messy) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Aweye 1b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Aweye 1b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Aweye 1b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Aweye 1b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeMessy.png]]</div></div> Diaper Change (Wet) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Aweye 1c') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Aweye 1c') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Aweye 1c') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Aweye 1c" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeWet.png]]</div></div> </div> Daisy ABDL Bunny-girl Character portrait [SFW, ABDL/Diapers, Cute]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Aweye 2') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Aweye 2') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Aweye 2') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Aweye 2" style="display:none"> Daisy ABDL Bunny-girl Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Aweye 2a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Aweye 2a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Aweye 2a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Aweye 2a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisyFull.png]]</div></div> Daisy ABDL Bunny-girl Character portrait (Bust) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Aweye 2b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Aweye 2b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Aweye 2b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Aweye 2b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisyLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> NekoroA Can be found at: <a href="https://nekoroa.deviantart.com/" target="_blank">Deviant Art</a> High Chair Feeding [NSFW, ADBL/Diapers, Food, Cute]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NekoroA 1') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NekoroA 1') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NekoroA 1') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NekoroA 1" style="display:none"> High Chair Feeding (Clean): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NekoroA 1a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NekoroA 1a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NekoroA 1a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NekoroA 1a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HighChairFeeding1.png]]</div></div> High Chair Feeding (Slightly Messy): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NekoroA 1b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NekoroA 1b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NekoroA 1b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NekoroA 1b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HighChairFeeding2.png]]</div></div> High Chair Feeding (Fully Messy): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('NekoroA 1c') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('NekoroA 1c') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('NekoroA 1c') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="NekoroA 1c" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HighChairFeeding3.png]]</div></div> </div> Yuhi-Tan Can be found at: <a href="https://www.patreon.com/user?u=8343186" target="_blank">Patreon</a>, <a href="https://yuhiote69.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">tumblr</a> Public Female Diaper Accidents [NSFW, ADBL/Diapers, Cute]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Yuhi 1') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Yuhi 1') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Yuhi 1') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Yuhi 1" style="display:none"> Public Diaper Accident (Wet) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Yuhi 1a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Yuhi 1a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Yuhi 1a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Yuhi 1a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PublicFemaleWet.jpg]]</div></div> Public Diaper Accident (Messy): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Yuhi 1b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Yuhi 1b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Yuhi 1b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Yuhi 1b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PublicFemaleMessy.jpg]]</div></div> Public Diaper Accident (Wet): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Yuhi 1c') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Yuhi 1c') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Yuhi 1c') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Yuhi 1c" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PublicFemaleWetAndMessy.jpg]]</div></div> </div> Diapered Napping [NSFW, ADBL/Diapers, Cute]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Yuhi 4') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Yuhi 4') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Yuhi 4') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Yuhi 4" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PlayerNapClean.jpg]]</div></div> (Minor Image) Rocking Horse [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Yuhi 2') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Yuhi 2') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Yuhi 2') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Yuhi 2" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/RockingHorse.png]]</div></div> (Minor Image) Little Land TV [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Yuhi 3') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Yuhi 3') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Yuhi 3') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Yuhi 3" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/TVScreen.png]]</div></div> (Minor Image) Milk and Cookies [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Yuhi 5') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Yuhi 5') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Yuhi 5') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Yuhi 5" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MilkCookie.jpg]]</div></div> Lily-Blax Can be found at: <a href="https://lilyblax.deviantart.com/" target="_blank">Deviant Art</a>, <a href="https://devialnoxalys.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">tumblr</a>, <a href="https://www.patreon.com/Lilyblax" target="_blank">Patreon</a> Katie energetic ABDL girl Character portrait [SFW, ABDL/Diapers, Cute]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 1') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 1') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 1') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 1" style="display:none"> Katie energetic ABDL girl Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 1a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 1a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 1a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 1a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieFull.png]]</div></div> Katie energetic ABDL girl Character portrait (Bust) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 1b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 1b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 1b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 1b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Polly shy ABDL girl Character portrait [SFW, ABDL/Diapers, Cute]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 2') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 2') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 2') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 2" style="display:none"> Polly shy ABDL girl Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 2a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 2a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 2a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 2a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PollyFull.png]]</div></div> Polly shy ABDL girl Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 2b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 2b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 2b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 2b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PollyLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Aunt Mildred matronly carer Character portrait [SFW, ABDL/Diapers]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 6') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 6') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 6') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 6" style="display:none"> Aunt Mildred matronly carer Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 6a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 6a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 6a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 6a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredFull.png]]</div></div> Aunt Mildred matronly carer Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 6b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 6b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 6b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 6b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Papa Glover caring nursery executive Character portrait [SFW, ABDL/Diapers]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 7') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 7') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 7') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 7" style="display:none"> Papa Glover caring nursery executive Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 7a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 7a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 7a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 7a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/GloverFull.png]]</div></div> Papa Glover caring nursery executive Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 7b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 7b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 7b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 7b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/GloverLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Billy cocky Little Land Nursery star [SFW, ABDL/Diapers]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 8') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 8') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 8') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 8" style="display:none"> Billy cocky Little Land Nursery star Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 8a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 8a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 8a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 8a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/BillyFull.png]]</div></div> Billy cocky Little Land Nursery star Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 8b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 8b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 8b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 8b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/BillyLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Hannah mean trainee and bully [SFW, ABDL/Diapers]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 9') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 9') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 9') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 9" style="display:none"> Hannah mean trainee and bully Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 9a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 9a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 9a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 9a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahMeanFull.png]]</div></div> Hannah mean trainee and bully Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 9b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 9b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 9b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 9b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahMeanLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Hannah bratty reluctant little [SFW, ABDL/Diapers]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 10') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 10') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 10') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 10" style="display:none"> Hannah bratty reluctant little Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 10a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 10a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 10a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 10a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahBratFull.png]]</div></div> Hannah bratty reluctant little Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 10b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 10b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 10b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 10b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahBratLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Aunt Agnes mean nursery carer [SFW, ABDL/Diapers]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 11') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 11') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 11') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 11" style="display:none"> Aunt Agnes mean nursery carer Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 11a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 11a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 11a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 11a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AgnesFull.png]]</div></div> Aunt Agnes mean nursery carer Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 11b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 11b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 11b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 11b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AgnesLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Kristen kind but bullied nursery carer [SFW, ABDL/Diapers]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 12') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 12') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 12') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 12" style="display:none"> Kristen kind but bullied nursery carer Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 12a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 12a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 12a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 12a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KristenFull.png]]</div></div> Kristen kind but bullied nursery carer Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 12b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 12b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 12b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 12b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KristenLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Tammy mean bullying nursery carer [SFW, ABDL/Diapers]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 14') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 14') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 14') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 14" style="display:none"> Tammy mean bullying nursery carer Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 14a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 14a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 14a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 14a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/TammyFull.png]]</div></div> Tammy mean bullying nursery carer Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 14b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 14b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 14b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 14b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/TammyLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Jonathan adventurous little [SFW, ABDL/Diapers]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 15') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 15') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 15') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 15" style="display:none"> Jonathan adventurous little Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 15a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 15a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 15a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 15a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/JonathanFull.png]]</div></div> Jonathan adventurous little Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 15b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 15b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 15b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 15b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/JonathanLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Aurora (Furry) kind bottle seller [SFW, ABDL/Diapers]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 16') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 16') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 16') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 16" style="display:none"> Aurora (Furry) kind bottle seller Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 16a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 16a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 16a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 16a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraFurryFull.png]]</div></div> Aurora (Furry) kind bottle seller Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 16b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 16b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 16b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 16b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraFurryLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Aurora (Human) kind bottle seller [SFW, ABDL/Diapers]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 17') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 17') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 17') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 17" style="display:none"> Aurora (Human) kind bottle seller Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 17a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 17a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 17a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 17a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraHumanFull.png]]</div></div> Aurora (Human) kind bottle seller Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 17b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 17b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 17b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 17b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraHumanLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Sherwin secretly bratty little [SFW, ABDL/Diapers]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 19') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 19') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 19') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 19" style="display:none"> Sherwin secretly bratty little Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 19a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 19a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 19a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 19a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/SherwinFull.png]]</div></div> Sherwin secretly bratty little Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 19b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 19b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 19b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 19b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/SherwinLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> Krsisten ABDL little outfit [SFW, ABDL/Diapers]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 20') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 20') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 20') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 20" style="display:none"> Kristen ABDL little Character portrait (Full) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 20a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 20a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 20a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 20a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KristenLittleFull.png]]</div></div> Kristen ABDL little Character portrait (Bust): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 20b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 20b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 20b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 20b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KristenLittleLarge.png]]</div></div> </div> The Snuffy-Fluffy-Kin [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 3') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 3') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 3') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 3" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/SnuffyFluffy.png]]</div></div> Search For The Golden Diaper [ABDL/Diapers, SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 4') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 4') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 4') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 4" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperTomb.png]]</div></div> Daisy and Katie Stuck in Quicksand [ABDL/Diapers, NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 5') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 5') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 5') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 5" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieDaisyQuicksand.png]]</div></div> Daisy Sitting In School Girl Outfit [ABDL/Diapers, NSFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 13') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 13') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 13') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 13" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisySchool.png]]</div></div> Dragon Mom In The Kitchen [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 18') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 18') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 18') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 18" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DragonMom.png]]</div></div> Diaper Racing Introduction [SFW]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 21') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 21') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 21') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 21" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div></div> Public Male Diaper Accidents [NSFW, ADBL/Diapers, Cute]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 22') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 22') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 22') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 22" style="display:none"> Public Diaper Accident (Wet) <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 22a') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 22a') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 22a') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 22a" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PublicMaleWet.png]]</div></div> Public Diaper Accident (Messy): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 22b') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 22b') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 22b') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 22b" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PublicMaleMessy.png]]</div></div> Public Diaper Accident (Wet): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Lily 22c') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Lily 22c') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Lily 22c') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Lily 22c" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PublicMaleWetAndMessy.png]]</div></div> </div> That-Guy-Marc Can be found at: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/that-guy-marc/gallery" target="_blank">Deviant Art</a> Kitten Omelette [Food]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('ThatGuy 1') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('ThatGuy 1') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('ThatGuy 1') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="ThatGuy 1" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenOmlette.png]]</div></div> Kitten Burger [Food]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('ThatGuy 2') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('ThatGuy 2') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('ThatGuy 2') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="ThatGuy 2" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenBurger.png]]</div></div> Kitten Curry [Food]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('ThatGuy 3') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('ThatGuy 3') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('ThatGuy 3') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="ThatGuy 3" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenCurry.png]]</div></div> Kitten Parfait [Food]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('ThatGuy 4') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('ThatGuy 4') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('ThatGuy 4') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="ThatGuy 4" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenParfait.png]]</div></div> Kitten Pancakes [Food]: <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('ThatGuy 5') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('ThatGuy 5') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('ThatGuy 5') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="ThatGuy 5" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenPancakes.png]]</div></div> Anosse Can be found at: N/A Villin Character Portrait [SFW] (This image was very generously drawn/donated to the project): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Anosse 1') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Anosse 1') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Anosse 1') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Anosse 1" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VillinLargeOld.png]]</div></div> Replacement Villin Character Portrait [SFW] (This image was very generously drawn/donated to the project): <button title="show/hide" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('Anosse 2') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('Anosse 2') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('Anosse 2') .style.display='none'}">show/hide</button><div id="Anosse 2" style="display:none"><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VillinLarge.png]]</div></div> 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As you pass through the recreational hub, you spot something that catches you completely by surprise. Erected in the middle of the large plaza, are a great number of tents, stalls and animal pens. Large banners featuring girls wearing cow horn headbands, and cow tail but plugs, all with exaggeratedly large breasts, announce the event as a facility funded farm festival, meant to showcase the great efforts of the facilities hucow program. Walking past, you spot that many of the girls appearing on the banners are also scattered among the festivities. Some sit in pens labeled, ‘petting zoos’, whilst others work stalls selling a variety of human milk-based products, including some incredibly appetizing smelling ice-creams. Further, one particular exhibit features a number of ‘cow girls’ bent over a variety of milking devices, a man dressed as a farmhand explaining to curious passers-by what each of the sleek chrome devices does. From the looks on the women’s faces, it looks like they’re all having a great time, enjoying the attention, and competing with each other to attract the most visitors to interact with them, thick streams of milk, running through attached clear pipes, getting stored in large metal urns. Still standing in the center of all the attractions is the large, red and white striped, main tent. A large sign above it describes it only as, ‘The Main Event’. The entrance is wide open, and you can occasionally hear a rousing round of cheers emanating from within. Maybe you should [[go in and investigate|Recreational Hub Farm Festival Main]].

Entering into the big tent, you see large stands of seats, almost all filled with a gleeful and cheering crowd. More cute girls, in nothing but cow horn headbands and cow tail butt plugs, sell human milk ice-creams to the crowds from worn concession boxes. Sitting at a high table across from the entrance is a raised table, sitting behind which is a selection of suited businessmen and women. Behind them, however, is a large screen, filled with scores and names. If all of the hucow themed paraphernalia wasn’t enough to confirm the purpose of this competition, the next contestant's name leaves you without a shadow of a doubt. ‘Betsy Milky-Moo’ certainly doesn’t sound like any normal person’s name. Taking a seat in a stand close to the opening, you watch on as the next stage of the competition takes place. First off, Betsy is brought out from a side tent, pulled along on a leash, clipped to her collar, by another man dressed as a farmhand. Much like the other ‘cow girls’ you’ve seen, she also wears a cow horn headband atop her long wavy brunette hair and a cow tail butt plug in her cushiony posterior. However, the tall, and incredibly large breasted woman has a few differences making her stand out from the crowd. A large cowbell hangs from her collar, ringing with every step as she wanders happily into the main tent. Purple ribbons have been artistically woven into her hair, bringing attention to her lustrous locks. Across her body, she has large painted black splodges, making her look like a Holstein cow. She also seems unable to stop her breasts from lactating, a constant stream running from her nipples. Pulled into the center of the display, her handler takes out a brush and begins stroking her hair with it. Loud happy moans come from the merry hucow, and the occasional, "Moo", as she enjoys the attention. After a nod from one of the judges on the panel, the handler whispers in her ear, and wanders to one side, producing a bucket and a stopwatch. Holding the watch in the air, he indents the timer, staring the count, simultaneously putting the bucket at Betsy’s feet. Bending over the bucket cheerily, neither the lactating beauty nor her companion need actually touch her breasts, the milk freely falling without any other influence. Taking her long nipples, one in each hand, the handler starts to earnestly milk her into the bucket, immediately inducing and eye-rolling orgasm from the happy cow. The timer plays up on the screen, comparing it to the next closest competitor, ‘Mary Moo-Cow’. The crowd watches with bated breath, as the most recent milk fountain of a girl rapidly fills the container, obviously on track for a close competition. As the next to last second rolls through, the timer stops, indicating Betsy’s victory. The cheers boom from the crowd, as they watch in awe at the prodigious milk production of the winning hucow. Helper girls run in and pick up the bucket, ladling samples of it out for the crowd, as Betsy is taken for a victory stroll by her handler. Handed a large wreath, reading ‘Best Milk Cow’, the screen now contains a close-up picture of the busty brunette. With a loud tapping, one of the judges wheezes, "Congratulations to our best in show, the wonderful Betsy Milky-Moo. As her prize for winning, not only will she be given a competition win on her pedigree, and the option to star in a new milk advertising campaign but I hear that her handler is going to tie her up and make an honest cow-girl of her. The breeding will take place soon in tent 3, with all guests welcome to watch. With that, I bring this competition to an end. Thank you for coming, and I hope you enjoy the rest of the festivities". At this announcement, the busty winner jumps into the arms of her handler, smothering him with wet kisses. Mooing contently, she rubs her large breasts over him, incidentally splattering him with a healthy dose of her award-winning milk. Her handler, on the other hand, seems extremely amused by the whole matter, giving her an affectionate kiss on the forehead, and whispering something intimate in her ear. The competition complete, you [[return to wandering through the recreational plaza|Recreational Hub]].

<<addToFurniture "Robotic changing table">> Walking through a brightly coloured section, festooned with soft toys and cartoon princesses, you find a display catalogue on a stand with a list of possible adult baby themed changes that can be made to your room here at the facility. Looking through the furnishings section, eventually, you find an amazing robotic changing table, which should save you a lot of time with diaper changes, and write out its code. Your purchase selected, you bring the order slip to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Like, this is just the funniest thing I’ve seen all day. You’re ordering a machine to change your stinky diapers, like, can’t you do that yourself? Are you just a big baby? Then again, this thing looks pretty sexy. I can just imagine those robotic arms going haywire sometime and playing with you in a distinctly adult way", Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

<<if $aliceBody>><<set $random = random(1,4)>><<if $random == 1>><<set _tampered = true>><<else>><<set _tampered = false>><</if>><</if>>You find yourself in front of your robotic changing table. It looks very similar to any other changing table, large and blocky, with a green cushiony yet easily cleanable top. Cute cartoon characters adorn its surface, which is otherwise white plastic. A diaper pail, and a cubby slot filled with diapers finishes off the devices obvious features. The only part of it that looks in any way out of place, is the large red button at one end, which reads ‘Activate’.<<if _tampered>> Just as you’re examining over your automated changing table, you jump a little as your usually silent roommate Alice begins snorting back laughter. Turning to look her, she’s standing completely still just like she normally is, no sign of life or movement from her. Not taking your eyes off of her, she finally, without moving at all, says in an overly innocent tone, "Hey roomie? You need something from me?", the cutsie lilt in her voice making you suspect something fishy might be going on.<</if>> Do you: <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type > 5 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type < 3>>You’re not wearing a diaper<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 0 && $diaperWetCounter == 0>>Your diaper is not in need of changing<<elseif _tampered>>[[Activate the machine to change your diaper|Room Robotic Changing Table Alice Tamper]]<<else>>[[Activate the machine to change your diaper|Room Robotic Changing Table Diaper Change][$diaperMessCounter = 0; $diaperWetCounter = 0; $underwearCum = false; $underwearUrine = false]]<</if>> <a data-passage="Room Hub">Walk away from the changing table</a>

Pressing the big red ‘Activate’ button, you hear a loud whirring from within the device as it comes to life. Sixteen small holes appear evenly across the white plastic surface, revealing from within a series of sixteen sperate robotic tendrils. The metallic appendages snake out, co-ordinating gracefully in the air, and all turning to you in unison. Descending upon you, the mass of robotic tendrils hoists you into the air, now completely supported by your robotic helpers. A red light, springs from the end of one of them, running up and down your form. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Seeing that you're clothed, the tendrils begin taking off your $currentClothing, leaving it in a neat pile on the table. <</if>> Now assured, that you don’t have any clothing to get in the way, the tendrils arrange you onto your back atop of the squishy cushioned top of the changing table. Laying down on your back, naked except for your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>, you wait patiently for the arms to get to work. As you wait, a calming lullaby starts to play from beneath you, soothing you. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeClean.png]]</div> <</if>>Ready, the tendrils start by <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>tugging down your pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>undoing the bindings on your diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>undoing the bindings of your mega diaper<</if>>, all the while holding you down to stop you from moving, or squirming. Your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> now fully on display, is greeted by the sensation of fresh air upon it, the cold making you shiver slightly. Detecting your discomfort, the device begins blowing warm air upon you, heating you up comfortably and making you feel even sleepier than you were already feeling from the lullaby. Now relaxed, the metallic arms continue by pulling the used <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> off of you. The result of which is a sudden bust of smell that emanates from it. You wrinkle your nose momentarily, however you don’t need to for long, as the devices sprays your used diaper with some sort of deodorant, making the smell a lot more acceptable. The smell now dealt with, the $currentUnderwear is quickly disposed of in the diaper pail, which opens and closes automatically at the whims of the device. Your soiled $currentUnderwear now removed, one of the arms proceeds to spray your groin and bum clean with a jet of water. A secondary tendril stays close to the surface of the changing table, sucking up the dirty water rapidly, and siphoning it into the main body of the device. When the table decides your sufficiently cleaned, another arm begins once again blowing warm air onto the recently wet region, drying you off efficiently. Happy that you are now dry, the automated changing table continues by spraying a fresh coat of baby powder across your crotch and ass. Now evenly covered in the fine white dust, the restraining tendrils pull you suddenly up into the air once again. Some of the extraneous robotic appendages extract from the diaper cubby a new $currentUnderwear, before arranging it out beneath where you previously lay. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>Slotting your legs through the holes, the padded inside of your new pull-up pressing against your bum, it proceeds to fit the new $currentUnderwear onto you. With a few quick tugs and jerks, getting the pull-up firmly in place, you’re done<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>Laying you back onto it, the padded inside of the new diaper pressing against your bum, it proceeds to fit the new $currentUnderwear onto you. With a quick flick of the tapes, sealing you into the diaper, you’re done<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>Laying you back onto it, the padded inside of the new mega diaper pressing against your bum, it proceeds to fit the new $currentUnderwear onto you. With a quick flick of the tapes, sealing you into the mega diaper, you’re done<</if>>. Acknowledging that its job is done. The lullaby ends, the arms retreat, the holes they came from seal back over, and the device becomes completely still and silent. Your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> changed, you get up off of the large device. It’s doesn’t take long, and soon you find yourself once again [[standing in front of your robotic changing table|Room Robotic Changing Table]].

<<if $femMascFocus == 0 || ($femMascFocus == 1 && $femininity >= 0)>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Short Silky Party Dress") == -1>><<addToWardrobe "Pink Short Silky Party Dress">><</if>>"Hello, and welcome to Milky’s. Home of the freshest and funnest milkshakes in the world. I’m Debby, and I’ll be your waitress today, but feel free to call me Deb. Would you like a seat at the bar or a booth? And, would you prefer hands-on service?", asks a smiling waitress as you enter, ending her rehearsed speech with a flirtatious wink. Getting a closer look at her uniform, you take note of the material, a shiny pink latex, styled like a retro waitress’ outfit, sleeveless and with a short flowing skirt. You suppose that the latex at least makes it quicker to clean, as you can’t imagine it staining easily. Additionally, you also see, slightly to your surprise, that the chest section has buttons on it, like it could be easily opened to display the waitress’ sizable breasts. Smiling right back at her, linking her arm with yours, Tilly responds, "Hey Deb. I’m totally on a date today, so I think that the booth would probably be better", taking a moment to think she continues, "Oh, and like, I don’t think hands-on service would be the best. Like, I don’t want my date to get weirded out or anything". Still full of pep and cheer, Deb responds, "No worries, follow me right this way to your booth. You two look cute together, I’ll talk to the staff and see if we can get something special done for you two lovebirds. And, if you change your mind on the service issue, you can ask for it at any time". Showing you to a plush booth, composed of a chrome table and two comfy looking tall pink leather benches, Deb leaves you each with menus before heading off to check on other customers. Topping the menu is a cute cartoon mascot cow-girl, milk leaking from her breasts, and a large ice-cream in front of her. Looking over the menu, you see that, despite the large selection of milk-based treats, the diner also does a lot of more traditional and normal sounding food too. You and Tilly chat a little about your choices, before both deciding on the burgers, Tilly highly recommending them and assuring you that there’s nothing unusual about them. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Other Scenes/TillyFirstDate.jpg]]</div> After giving the waitress your orders, Tilly pulls the pink bag she was carrying, out from under the table. A huge grin on her face, she beams, "So, like I can’t handle the suspense waiting anymore. I don’t think I’ve freaked you out too much so far, so it’s probably safe to give you your gift now rather than later. But, like, if you don’t like it, you have to give me a moment to fully explain, plus I spent a bunch of time finding just the right one, so please be nice". Placing the bag in front of you, she waits for you to open it, bobbing back and forth slightly, though it’s hard to tell whether it’s excitement, or nerves. Opening the bag, you first have to contend with the deluge of pink crepe paper packaging burying your gift deep within its confines. However, with a little digging, your fingers finally meet with something different, a silky feeling to it. Pulling it out of the bag, you look upon the gift Tilly brought with her. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkSilkyPartyDress.png]]</div> The silky pink dress is rather short. Lacking any shoulder section, and with only a very short skirt, it would do little for the wearers modesty. It does, however, seem extremely well made, a designer label inside confirming its quality. Taking a closer assessment, you notice that it’s rather glittery, yet still has a pleasant silky texture, the skirt section short yet free flowing. It also has the words ‘Sexy Bitch’ embroidered delicately across the back. Watching on, Tilly adds, "I got it from work, and it might not be totally your style, but I think you’d look so good in it, and it’s really high quality, and anyone who saw you in it would think you were really trendy. I think if you wore it, then lots of people would be impressed, plus, you’d make me really happy, and would look super cute. But, like, if you hate it you don’t have to wear it, but, I’d still want you to keep it, because, like, it’s a gift", her voice picking up speed as she goes. Just as you’re about to respond, your burgers arrive, looking thick and juicy, their scent tantalizing to the point of inducing you to drool. Additionally, a wide array of side dishes are also delivered; fries, onion rings, breads, chicken wings, and much more. With a peppy giggle, Deb explains that the managers cleared giving you a full banquet of sides to try out, to celebrate your special date, blowing you a flirty kiss as she leaves. Starting your meal, the dress put to one side, Tilly adds through a mouthful of food, "… dress, after food. Please … try it … for me. This … so tasty … Yum!". Having a little time to think as you fill yourself on some amazingly succulent burgers, and tasty savoury treats, you contemplate what to do next. It seems like Tilly spent a lot of time picking out that dress, and it does seem expensive. Considering all that, she’d probably be upset if you didn’t try it. At the same time, could she have an ulterior motive for wanting you to wear the dress? It does feel a bit of a weird gift, especially for a first date. As you get close to finishing your meal, you know you’ll soon have to make a choice. Do you: [[Put on the dress|Date Tilly First Date Agree][if($tillyRelationship<=96){$tillyRelationship += 4;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]] [[Don't put on the dress|Date Tilly First Date Disagree][if($tillyRelationship<=98){$tillyRelationship += 2;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]].<<else>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Fashionable Black Suit And Pants") == -1>><<addToWardrobe "Fashionable Black Suit And Pants">><</if>>"Hello, and welcome to Milky’s. Home of the freshest and funnest milkshakes in the world. I’m Debby, and I’ll be your waitress today, but feel free to call me Deb. Would you like a seat at the bar or a booth? And, would you prefer hands-on service?", asks a smiling waitress as you enter, ending her rehearsed speech with a flirtatious wink. Getting a closer look at her uniform, you take note of the material, a shiny pink latex, styled like a retro waitress’ outfit, sleeveless and with a short flowing skirt. You suppose that the latex at least makes it quicker to clean, as you can’t imagine it staining easily. Additionally, you also see, slightly to your surprise, that the chest section has buttons on it, like it could be easily opened to display the waitress’ sizable breasts. Smiling right back at her, linking her arm with yours, Tilly responds, "Hey Deb. I’m totally on a date today, so I think that the booth would probably be better", taking a moment to think she continues, "Oh, and like, I don’t think hands-on service would be the best. Like, I don’t want my date to get weirded out or anything". Still full of pep and cheer, Deb responds, "No worries, follow me right this way to your booth. You two look cute together, I’ll talk to the staff and see if we can get something special done for you two lovebirds. And, if you change your mind on the service issue, you can ask for it at any time". Showing you to a plush booth, composed of a chrome table and two comfy looking tall pink leather benches, Deb leaves you each with menus before heading off to check on other customers. Topping the menu is a cute cartoon mascot cow-girl, milk leaking from her breasts, and a large ice-cream in front of her. Looking over the menu, you see that, despite the large selection of milk-based treats, the diner also does a lot of more traditional and normal sounding food too. You and Tilly chat a little about your choices, before both deciding on the burgers, Tilly highly recommending them and assuring you that there’s nothing unusual about them. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Other Scenes/TillyFirstDate.jpg]]</div> After giving the waitress your orders, Tilly pulls the pink bag she was carrying, out from under the table. A huge grin on her face, she beams, "So, like I can’t handle the suspense waiting anymore. I don’t think I’ve freaked you out too much so far, so it’s probably safe to give you your gift now rather than later. But, like, if you don’t like it, you have to give me a moment to fully explain, plus I spent a bunch of time finding just the right one, so please be nice". Placing the bag in front of you, she waits for you to open it, bobbing back and forth slightly, though it’s hard to tell whether it’s excitement, or nerves. Opening the bag, you first have to contend with the deluge of pink crepe paper packaging burying your gift deep within its confines. However, with a little digging, your fingers finally meet with something different, a silky feeling to it. Pulling it out of the bag, you look upon the gift Tilly brought with her. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FashionableBlackSuitAndPants.png]]</div> The black suit and pants combo with a white silk shirt is rather … a lot. Perfectly tailored to look spectacular you can’t completely figure out whether stylish means comfortable. It does, however, seem extremely well made, a designer label inside confirming its quality. Watching on, Tilly adds, "I got it from work, and it might not be totally your style, but I think you’d look so good in it, and it’s really high quality, and anyone who saw you in it would think you were really trendy. I think if you wore it, then lots of people would be impressed, plus, you’d make me really happy, and would look super hawt. But, like, if you hate it you don’t have to wear it, but, I’d still want you to keep it, because, like, it’s a gift", her voice picking up speed as she goes. Just as you’re about to respond, your burgers arrive, looking thick and juicy, their scent tantalizing to the point of inducing you to drool. Additionally, a wide array of side dishes are also delivered; fries, onion rings, breads, chicken wings, and much more. With a peppy giggle, Deb explains that the managers cleared giving you a full banquet of sides to try out, to celebrate your special date, blowing you a flirty kiss as she leaves. Starting your meal, the suit put to one side, Tilly adds through a mouthful of food, "… suit, after food. Please … try it … for me. This … so tasty … Yum!". Having a little time to think as you fill yourself on some amazingly succulent burgers, and tasty savoury treats, you contemplate what to do next. It seems like Tilly spent a lot of time picking out that suit for you, and it does seem expensive. Considering all that, she’d probably be upset if you didn’t try it. At the same time, could she have an ulterior motive for wanting you to wear the suit? It does feel a bit of a weird gift, especially for a first date. As you get close to finishing your meal, you know you’ll soon have to make a choice. Do you: [[Put on the suit|Date Tilly First Date Agree][if($tillyRelationship<=96){$tillyRelationship += 4;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]] [[Don't put on the suit|Date Tilly First Date Disagree][if($tillyRelationship<=98){$tillyRelationship += 2;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]].<</if>>

Tilly takes you out for a quick drink at a trendy bar, before taking you to an energetic nightclub to go dancing. In the bar, Tilly spends a lot of time plying you with compliments and flirting aggressively. She’s obviously rather enamoured with you blushing a little whenever you return compliments to her. All the while, she fills her conversations with sexual innuendo, and excuses to hug you, or hold your hand. Though, you wonder if her increased forwardness might be the result of her drinking. In a surprisingly intimate moment, she whispers to you that she’s glad that you’re dating her, and that she sometimes worries you might be taken away by the facilities staff, asking you to try to keep your head down and comply with what they tell you. Looking at her face, her expression is surprisingly sober, and uncharacteristically serious. Though this only lasts briefly before she returns to telling you about her panty collection, professing her desire to show it to you. The club you end up in, is of course, ‘Club B’. After all, it is considered one of the best clubs in the facility. Tilly seems a little uneasy at first, despite the fact that she brought you there, looking over her shoulder a few times. Though, she calms down after a few minutes, something obviously putting her at ease. At the club, the drinks pour freely, and there’s never any talk of payment, at least when Tilly’s around the bar staff. ‘Club B’, has a vast quantity of sexy, and mostly nude, dancing girls, which Tilly seems at times completely entranced by, watching with obvious lust. However, a lot of the dancing girls seem to know her well, and they often stop by to talk to the both of you. When one mentions that the two of you are a cute couple, Tilly blushes a bright red, unable to form a response other than giggling. Letting loose with the aid of the drinks, you dance with Tilly for a while, listening to the upbeat pop music that plays. Whilst she holds you close to her as you dance, Tilly is comparatively chaste in her actions, seemingly more interested in being close to you than anything more sexual, at least for the moment. Eventually, tired from dancing, [[Tilly takes you back to her apartment|Date Tilly Apartment]].

Tilly takes you out to see a movie. Letting you pick whatever you want to see. She seems to genuinely not mind letting you pick what you’re going to watch. Though, she does point out that she doesn’t have a great attention span, giggling that if she gets bored she’ll still be happy as she gets to spend time with you in a dark room. Finishing her statement, she winks at you in an exaggerated manner, drawing attention to the lewd intentions of her last statement. Sharing a large popcorn between the two of you, you pick something off of the top movies list, hoping that it’s something that Tilly will be able to enjoy. Funnily enough, despite her previous lusty overtones, she instead spends most of her time snuggling into your shoulder as she watches the film. Occasionally, she takes a handful of popcorn, using the opportunity as an excuse to press her breasts against you, but that’s the most suggestive she gets. She also seems to enjoy holding your hand throughout the film. All in all, it’s a surprisingly chaste and intimate date. The movie complete, [[Tilly takes you back to her apartment|Date Tilly Apartment]].

<<if $femMascFocus == 0 || ($femMascFocus == 1 && $femininity >= 0)>>Steeling yourself, remembering <<if $bimboSkill >0>>how amazingly pretty the super cute pink dress was<<else>>the rather bimbo-ish nature of the dress<</if>>, you decide to put on the dress. Tilly was extremely excited when she gifted it to you, <<if $bimboSkill >0>>and for good reason. It’s awesome and perfectly suits you. Tilly must know your style extremely well<<else>>it would be a shame to disappoint her by not wearing it for her<</if>>, you justify to yourself. "I’ll do it, I’ll put the dress on for you", you tell your date to her excitement. Tilly offers you a wide grin, a speckle of barbeque sauce still left obliviously on her cheek. Once you’ve accepted that you’ll wear the dress, your air-headed date can no longer sit still, fidgeting with glee in her seat. Taking the dress and gift bag, you momentarily excuse yourself, heading to the toilets to find somewhere private to get changed. The bathroom of the diner is similar in design to the front and seems to be kept extremely clean, though you do spot that many of the bathroom stalls seem to have waist high holes drilled into the side of them. Finding a free, and intact bathroom stall, you lock it behind you, putting the toilets seat down as a shelf for your bag. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Carefully taking off your $currentClothing, as to not get them dirtied by the bathroom floor, you place them in the gift bag. Now nude enough to wear your special new dress, you start arranging it ready to be put on<<else>>Already nude, the process is much simpler than it could have been. Instead of having to get undressed in the cramped cubicle, you only need to put on your special new dress, which you begin arranging ready to put on<</if>>. <<set $currentClothing = "Pink Short Silky Party Dress">>You spend a few moments trying to figure how to get into the dress, seeing no obvious zipper or buttons. Rustling around the gift bag a little more, you uncover a set of instructions, confirming just how complicated the dress really is. It turns out that the dress opens and closes on a command word, which you discretely set and commit to memory. Now with a greater understanding of the dress, you command it to open, a large seam opening down the back to allow entry. Pulling it up to your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>>, the material latches onto you, enclosing you with ease. The dress takes a moment to arrange itself, making small movements until you are extremely comfortable in it. The pink skirt hides very little, emphasising your <<checkAss>> bum, and your <<checkThigh>> thighs, in an extremely sexy manner. Opening the stall door to leave, you catch a view of yourself in the bathroom mirror, seeing how you now look. The dress, despite the bimbo overtone, looks rather elegant, the designer obviously very skilled. Though, oddly, the title ‘Princess $firstName’ is now embroidered against the front, catching you completely by surprise. Flouncing back into the diner, you walk towards your booth, spotting the mountainous ice-cream that sits on the table, sparklers and flashing LED’s sticking out the top of it. Turning to see you, Tilly is struck speechless seeing you in your new dress. Getting up, she wraps her arms around you, dragging you into a tight hug. "You look so pretty. I’m super proud of you for trying it on. It’s really fancy, apparently it was originally meant for a really rich girl, but she got another one commissioned, and I got offered it. But, like, I thought you’d appreciate it more. It’s really important to be pretty around here, especially when you’re new. I bet you'll have tons of people ask you for sex in that", giggles your energetic date, "Oh, and like, I ordered us the biggest dessert on the menu. And, don’t worry, it’s normal people milk, and contains no cum or anything else fun like that. I didn’t want to order anything weird in case you’re allergic or something. Maybe next time we can have one covered in cum, oh, or maybe of boob-milk and covered in cum". Taking your hand, Tilly leads you back to the booth, helping you to your seat before taking her own. She even waits for you to take the first spoonful of ice-cream, an exceedingly sugary and sweet mixture, before digging into it herself. For all the oddities in the facility, the rest of your date is refreshingly normal, filled with small talk and flirting. Tilly manages to eat more of the huge ice-cream than you do, though she makes sure you get to try a bit of everything first. She’s a bit of a sloppy eater, especially with desserts it seems, and you end up romantically reaching over to wipe a stray smudge of chocolate sauce off of her cheek, provoking a loud giggle and a deep blush from her. Eventually, however, Tilly becomes slightly more serious, "This was like, an amazing date. Plus, you wore the pretty dress and everything. So, like, I guess you must kind of like me, even just a bit. So, would you like to do this again sometime? I mean, I’m happy to like, call it a day if you want to, even if I'd prefer to do naughty stuff with you. But, if you wanted to come back to my apartment and maybe make this a more regular thing, then that would make me super happy. So, what do you think?".<<else>>Steeling yourself, remembering <<if $bimboSkill >0>>how amazingly hot the super sexy suit was<<else>>the rather over-the-top nature of the outfit<</if>>, you decide to put on the suit. Tilly was extremely excited when she gifted it to you, <<if $bimboSkill >0>>and for good reason. It’s awesome and perfectly suits you. Tilly must know your style extremely well<<else>>it would be a shame to disappoint her by not wearing it for her<</if>>, you justify to yourself. "I’ll do it, I’ll put the suit on for you", you tell your date to her excitement. Tilly offers you a wide grin, a speckle of barbeque sauce still left obliviously on her cheek. Once you’ve accepted that you’ll wear the suit, your air-headed date can no longer sit still, fidgeting with glee in her seat. Taking the suit and gift bag, you momentarily excuse yourself, heading to the toilets to find somewhere private to get changed. The bathroom of the diner is similar in design to the front and seems to be kept extremely clean, though you do spot that many of the bathroom stalls seem to have waist high holes drilled into the side of them. Finding a free, and intact bathroom stall, you lock it behind you, putting the toilets seat down as a shelf for your bag. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Carefully taking off your $currentClothing, as to not get them dirtied by the bathroom floor, you place them in the gift bag. Now nude enough to wear your special new suit, you start arranging it ready to be put on<<else>>Already nude, the process is much simpler than it could have been. Instead of having to get undressed in the cramped cubicle, you only need to put on your special new suit, which you begin arranging ready to put on<</if>>. <<set $currentClothing = "Fashionable Black Suit And Pants">>You spend a few moments trying to figure how to get into the pants, seeing no obvious zipper or buttons. Rustling around the gift bag a little more, you uncover a set of instructions, confirming just how complicated the outfit really is. It turns out that the suit pants open and close on a command word, which you discretely set and commit to memory. Now with a greater understanding of the suit, you command it to open, a large seam opening down the front to allow entry. Pulling it up to your legs, the material latches onto you, enclosing you with ease. Similarly, when you put on the shirt it does similar, carefully but closely tightening against your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>>. The suit takes a moment to arrange itself, making small adjustments until you are extremely comfortable in it. Opening the stall door to leave, you catch a view of yourself in the bathroom mirror, seeing how you now look. The suit, despite the relative tightness, looks extremely elegant, the designer obviously very skilled. Wandering back into the diner, you walk towards your booth, spotting the mountainous ice-cream that sits on the table, sparklers and flashing LED’s sticking out the top of it. Turning to see you, Tilly is struck speechless seeing you in your new suit. Getting up, she wraps her arms around you, dragging you into a tight hug. "You look so hot. I’m super proud of you for trying it on. It’s really fancy, apparently it was originally meant for a really rich guy, but he got another one commissioned, and I managed to get it. But, like, I really don’t look good in guy stuff. It’s really important to be hot around here, especially when you’re new. I bet you'll have tons of people ask you for sex in that", giggles your energetic date, "Oh, and like, I ordered us the biggest dessert on the menu. And, don’t worry, it’s normal people milk, and contains no cum or anything else fun like that. I didn’t want to order anything weird in case you’re allergic or something. Maybe next time we can have one covered in cum, oh, or maybe of boob-milk and covered in cum". Taking your hand, Tilly leads you back to the booth, helping you to your seat before taking her own. She even waits for you to take the first spoonful of ice-cream, an exceedingly sugary and sweet mixture, before digging into it herself. For all the oddities in the facility, the rest of your date is refreshingly normal, filled with small talk and flirting. Tilly manages to eat more of the huge ice-cream than you do, though she makes sure you get to try a bit of everything first. She’s a bit of a sloppy eater, especially with desserts it seems, and you end up romantically reaching over to wipe a stray smudge of chocolate sauce off of her cheek, provoking a loud giggle and a deep blush from her. Eventually, however, Tilly becomes slightly more serious, "This was like, an amazing date. Plus, you wore the sexy suit and everything. So, like, I guess you must kind of like me, even just a bit. So, would you like to do this again sometime? I mean, I’m happy to like, call it a day if you want to, even if I'd prefer to do naughty stuff with you. But, if you wanted to come back to my apartment and maybe make this a more regular thing, then that would make me super happy. So, what do you think?".<</if>> Do you: [[Agree to dating Tilly, letting her take you back to her appartment|Date Tilly Apartment][$tillyDating = true]] [[Decline dating Tilly, calling an end to the date|followDestination('Travel Back')]]

<<if $femMascFocus == 0 || ($femMascFocus == 1 && $femininity >= 0)>>Steeling yourself for Tilly’s reaction, <<if $bimboSkill >0>>regretting your decision not to put on the amazingly pretty and super cute pink dress<<else>>remembering the rather bimbo-ish nature of the dress<</if>>, you decide to not put on the dress. Tilly was extremely excited when she gifted it to you, <<if $bimboSkill >0>>and for good reason. It’s awesome and perfectly suits you. Tilly must know your style extremely well,<</if>> but you can’t get past the niggling worry that something isn’t right, you justify to yourself. "I’m sorry, but I won’t do it, I’ll won’t put the dress on for you", you tell your date to her disappointment. Tilly offers you a look reminiscent of a wounded puppy, a speckle of barbeque sauce still left obliviously on her cheek. Your air-headed date, hearing your proclamation, can no longer sit still, fidgeting with worry in her seat. After an unusual stretch of silence for her, Tilly finally responds dejectedly, "Like, I get it. Either you don’t really like the style, or you’re happy with what you’re wearing already. But, like, it’s really important to wear sexy stuff around here. You seem super nice, and whether we end up dating, or friends, or whatever, if you look hot then you’ll get to stick around here longer. I know it can seem super tough to trust people around here sometimes, but, like, I’m just trying to help", taking a moment to calm herself, now looking a little cheerier she continues, "That dress was really fancy, and was supposed to go to someone rich, but they got a newer one, so I got to keep this one. And, I thought it would help you, so I gave it to you, and I want you to keep it still, because it might help you still. It has all sorts of awesome features, like it’ll open and close on command, and it even embroiders your name into the front. Plus, it’s so pretty". Seeing how earnest Tilly is, and after explaining her rather sweet reasoning, you capitulate and keep the dress. At the very least, you might be able to trade it to someone later, it does some like it could be valuable. You chat with Tilly a little more, before taking a moment to excuse yourself to freshen up in the bathroom. The bathroom of the diner is similar in design to the front and seems to be kept extremely clean, though you do spot that many of the bathroom stalls seem to have waist high holes drilled into the side of them. Ignoring the odd stalls, you splash some water on your face, cleaning yourself up after the rather messy meal. Wandering back into the diner, you walk towards your booth, spotting the mountainous ice-cream that sits on the table, sparklers and flashing LED’s sticking out the top of it. Turning to see you, Tilly is back to her usual clueless smile, obviously glad to see you. Getting up, she wraps her arms around you, dragging you into a tight hug. "I was sort of worried you might have done a runner there", she laughs playfully, "Oh, and like, I ordered us the biggest dessert on the menu when you were gone. And, don’t worry, it’s normal people milk, and contains no cum or anything else fun like that. I didn’t want to order anything weird in case you’re allergic or something. Maybe next time we can have one covered in cum, oh, or maybe of boob-milk and covered in cum". Taking your hand, Tilly leads you back to the booth, helping you to your seat before taking her own. She even waits for you to take the first spoonful of ice-cream, an exceedingly sugary and sweet mixture, before digging into it herself. For all the oddities in the facility, the rest of your date is refreshingly normal, filled with small talk and flirting. Tilly manages to eat more of the huge ice-cream than you do, though she makes sure you get to try a bit of everything first. She’s a bit of a sloppy eater, especially with desserts it seems, and you end up romantically reaching over to wipe a stray smudge of chocolate sauce off of her cheek, provoking a loud giggle and a deep blush from her. Eventually, however, Tilly becomes slightly more serious, "This was like, an amazing date. Even if you didn’t wear the pretty dress and everything. But, you did keep it, so, like, I guess you must kind of like me, even just a bit. So, would you like to do this again sometime? I mean, I’m happy to like, call it a day if you want to, even if I'd prefer to do naughty stuff with you. But, if you wanted to come back to my apartment and maybe make this a more regular thing, then that would make me super happy. So, what do you think?".<<else>>Steeling yourself for Tilly’s reaction, <<if $bimboSkill >0>>regretting your decision not to put on the amazingly hot and sexy suit<<else>>remembering the rather over-the-top nature of the outfit<</if>>, you decide to not put on the suit. Tilly was extremely excited when she gifted it to you, <<if $bimboSkill >0>>and for good reason. It’s awesome and perfectly suits you. Tilly must know your style extremely well,<</if>> but you can’t get past the niggling worry that something isn’t right, you justify to yourself. "I’m sorry, but I won’t do it, I’ll won’t put the suit on for you", you tell your date to her disappointment. Tilly offers you a look reminiscent of a wounded puppy, a speckle of barbeque sauce still left obliviously on her cheek. Your air-headed date, hearing your proclamation, can no longer sit still, fidgeting with worry in her seat. After an unusual stretch of silence for her, Tilly finally responds dejectedly, "Like, I get it. Either you don’t really like the style, or you’re happy with what you’re wearing already. But, like, it’s really important to wear hot stuff around here. You seem super nice, and whether we end up dating, or friends, or whatever, if you look sexy then you’ll get to stick around here longer. I know it can seem super tough to trust people around here sometimes, but, like, I’m just trying to help", taking a moment to calm herself, now looking a little cheerier she continues, "That suit was really fancy, and was supposed to go to someone rich, but they got a newer one, so I got to keep this one. And, I thought it would help you, so I gave it to you, and I want you to keep it still, because it might help you still. It has all sorts of awesome features, like it’ll open and close on command, and it even embroiders your name into the front. Plus, it’s so pretty". Seeing how earnest Tilly is, and after explaining her rather sweet reasoning, you capitulate and keep the fashionable suit. At the very least, you might be able to trade it to someone later, it does some like it could be valuable. You chat with Tilly a little more, before taking a moment to excuse yourself to freshen up in the bathroom. The bathroom of the diner is similar in design to the front and seems to be kept extremely clean, though you do spot that many of the bathroom stalls seem to have waist high holes drilled into the side of them. Ignoring the odd stalls, you splash some water on your face, cleaning yourself up after the rather messy meal. Wandering back into the diner, you walk towards your booth, spotting the mountainous ice-cream that sits on the table, sparklers and flashing LED’s sticking out the top of it. Turning to see you, Tilly is back to her usual clueless smile, obviously glad to see you. Getting up, she wraps her arms around you, dragging you into a tight hug. "I was sort of worried you might have done a runner there", she laughs playfully, "Oh, and like, I ordered us the biggest dessert on the menu when you were gone. And, don’t worry, it’s normal people milk, and contains no cum or anything else fun like that. I didn’t want to order anything weird in case you’re allergic or something. Maybe next time we can have one covered in cum, oh, or maybe of boob-milk and covered in cum". Taking your hand, Tilly leads you back to the booth, helping you to your seat before taking her own. She even waits for you to take the first spoonful of ice-cream, an exceedingly sugary and sweet mixture, before digging into it herself. For all the oddities in the facility, the rest of your date is refreshingly normal, filled with small talk and flirting. Tilly manages to eat more of the huge ice-cream than you do, though she makes sure you get to try a bit of everything first. She’s a bit of a sloppy eater, especially with desserts it seems, and you end up romantically reaching over to wipe a stray smudge of chocolate sauce off of her cheek, provoking a loud giggle and a deep blush from her. Eventually, however, Tilly becomes slightly more serious, "This was like, an amazing date. Even if you didn’t wear the hot suit and everything. But, you did keep it, so, like, I guess you must kind of like me, even just a bit. So, would you like to do this again sometime? I mean, I’m happy to like, call it a day if you want to, even if I'd prefer to do naughty stuff with you. But, if you wanted to come back to my apartment and maybe make this a more regular thing, then that would make me super happy. So, what do you think?".<</if>> Do you: [[Agree to dating Tilly, letting her take you back to her appartment|Date Tilly Apartment][$tillyDating = true]] [[Decline dating Tilly, calling an end to the date|followDestination('Travel Back')]]

Walking you back to her apartment, Tilly keeps hold of your hand, occasionally stopping, or pulling you along, as she gets particularly distracted by random things. The entire journey, she spends telling you how she’s so turned on from the date you’ve just had, the truth in the statement evident in her eyes, heavy with lust. She also calmly adds, that she wants to have so much sex with you that the facility will have to put out missing persons posters, stifling her giggling only until after she sees your expression from hearing it. Arriving at a corridor deep into a residential section of the facility, on the way passing by its residents, most dressed in the government standard power armour, you finally reach your destination. Approaching a door, it opens automatically from Tilly's presence, giving you a clear view of the cute airhead's home. Upon seeing it, you feel you wouldn’t be able to make a room more suited to Tilly if you tried. Pink. So much pink. Looking over her room, the first thing that strikes you is that practically everything is Tilly’s favourite colour. The different hues of pink almost make up a rainbow effect when seeing them all together, shocking your senses. Thick pink carpets, cute pink-striped wall paper, a plush pink sofa, and even a plastic pink TV, everything is very sweet and girly. You do, however, notice a conspicuous lack of photos, or other mementos. Though, given her slave-like status, you expect that she’d probably not be allowed anything from before the change. Guiding you over to a plush, and rather fluffy pink sofa, Tilly lets you sit down first before sprawling out over you. Snuggling up to you, peppering your neck and face with little kisses, she practically purrs in contentment. With a quick clap of her hands, an upbeat pop-song starts to play on a chunky pink stereo, adding to the exceedingly feminine ambience of the room. "This is really nice, just snuggling I mean. You’re like super comfy. If I wasn’t so horny, I could probably fall asleep on you, like my own personal pillow", says your date dreamily, continuing her torrent of kisses upon you. For a while longer you cuddle and chat, talking about your relationship, your work, and things that you enjoy. Sleepily, she tells you that she needs you to try really hard to be valuable to the facility, because she likes being with you, and doesn’t want them to cart you away. She even suggests that if you’re really good to the staff, then maybe she can talk someone into buying you, so that you can stay together. Eventually, your snuggle starts to build up into something more erotic, Tilly moving to straddle your stomach, putting her large bosom in your face playfully. Leaning in, she whispers, "I can think of some really fun and naughty things we could be doing. But, like, if you’re not feeling up to it, then like we don’t have to". When she pulls back, from the look on her face, and the smell of her arousal on the air, you can clearly tell that she is desperately in need of some relief. Your own needs also building in response, you decide how to respond. Do you: <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>><<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>>[[Have mutual oral sex with Tilly|Date Tilly Mutual Oral][$timesPussyLicked +=1; if($tillyRelationship<=97){$tillyRelationship += 3;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]] [[Perform oral sex on Tilly|Date Tilly Facesitting][$timesPussyLicked +=1; if($tillyRelationship<=95){$tillyRelationship += 5;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]]<<if ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked>> [[Fuck Tilly missionary style|Date Tilly Missionary Sex][$timesFuckedPussy += 1; if($tillyRelationship<=97){$tillyRelationship += 3;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>><<else>>[[Have mutual oral sex with Tilly|Date Tilly Diaper Play][$timesPussyLicked +=1; if($tillyRelationship<=95){$tillyRelationship += 5;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;}; if($submission <= 97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Perform oral sex on Tilly|Date Tilly Diaper Play][$timesPussyLicked +=1; if($tillyRelationship<=95){$tillyRelationship += 5;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;}; if($submission <= 97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;};]]<<if ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked>> [[Fuck Tilly missionary style|Date Tilly Diaper Play][$timesPussyLicked +=1; if($tillyRelationship<=95){$tillyRelationship += 5;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;}; if($submission <= 97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;};]]<</if>><</if>><<else>>[[Have mutual oral sex with Tilly|Date Tilly Mutual Oral][$timesPussyLicked +=1; if($tillyRelationship<=97){$tillyRelationship += 3;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]] [[Perform oral sex on Tilly|Date Tilly Facesitting][$timesPussyLicked +=1; if($tillyRelationship<=95){$tillyRelationship += 5;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]] <<if ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked>> [[Fuck Tilly missionary style|Date Tilly Missionary Sex][$timesFuckedPussy += 1; if($tillyRelationship<=97){$tillyRelationship += 3;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>><</if>> [[Call the date to an end|Date Tilly End]]

<<orgasm>><<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $penis>><<set $timesYourDickSucked += 1>><<else>><<set $timesYourPussyLicked += 1>><</if>>Pulling Tilly down into a fervent kiss, you signal your intent. Practically purring in response, the sexy blonde starts by working her legs around you, almost wrestling with you in her passion. One hand moving behind her, she unzips her glittery pink dress, wriggling out of it whilst still maintaining your making out session. Now completely undressed, she pulls back, looking down at you in a sultry manner. Her legs still wrapped around you, Tilly giggles playfully, "I’m undressed first, so I get to decide to pick the sex", sticking her tongue out at you after announcing her game, "And, like, after all that fun kissing, I think it would be super fun to do some more mouth stuff. But, you know, like funner stuff with tongues and pussies involved. Plus, I want to see what you taste like down there, I bet you’re super tasty". Going along with the flow, you let Tilly pick what is going to happen, knowing that she’s likely to plan something enjoyable, especially after the ‘tasty’ comment. Still atop of you, she begins <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>hurridly removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, practically ripping them off in her excitement<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>hurridly removing your $currentClothing, practically ripping them off in her excitement<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>hurridly removing your $currentUnderwear, practically ripping them off in her excitement<<else>>running her hands up and down your nude form, gleefully cheering that you came prepared<</if>>. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>> Noticing your $currentUnderwear, Tilly giggles playfully, incredibly amused by the existence of your diaper. Whispering in your ear, she tells you, "That’s super adorable! It gives me all sorts of ideas. Like, I could play mommy, and you could suck on my awesome boobies all night long!".<</if>> Now both nude, Tilly pulls herself closer to you, once again wrestling with you on top of the plush sofa, a series of energetic kisses that send your teeth rattling follow. One loud giggle later, you find yourself being rolled onto the thick rug, Tilly never letting you out of her passionate grasp, the kisses becoming more rapid. Now sprawled on the comfortable floor, Tilly slowly gets to her knees, looking down at you lustily. Blowing you a kiss, the sexy bimbo spins herself around, her perky bum filling your vision as she bends down. Warm breath touches your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> fuck stick<<else>>pussy<</if>>, as Tilly blows on it teasingly, setting off a new burst of arousal. Still in the teasing mood, you feel the tip of her warm wet tongue lap against your <<if $penis>>cock head<<else>>pleasure bean<</if>>, provoking another jolt of pleasure resultingly. Slowly, her hips sidle back towards your face, giving you a clear view of her hairless cunt. A small tattoo of a love heart coloured a bright pink, her name Tilly in the middle of it, slightly indented, you think her name might be tattooed on, but there is something else that's happened there too, though of course, now might not be a good time to pursue that line of questioning. A muffled moan grabs your attention, somewhat blocked by the aromatic pussy hovering over your face. "No fair. I’m doing fun … stuff, so you … should be too. Mmm … tasty <<if $penis>>cock-ey<<else>>lady hole<</if>>!". Getting your head back in the game, you start lapping at Tilly, her tongue vibrating on your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick<<else>>clit<</if>> as she moans in pleasure. Seeing that you’re now participating, she starts rubbing her pussy back and forth across your tongue, leaving you with a slightly salty, yet sweet, mouthful of Tilly-cum, along with a slathering of her juices across your face. Taking her clit between your <<checkLips>> lips, you begin sucking, driving the horny girl wild. Her tongue now in overdrive, the sensations that Tilly pulls from you are amazing, confirming to you the sexual expertise of your date. Your own moans muffled by her hot cunt, you sink into a world of pleasure, suckling at your partner's warm folds. The smell of your combined lust is intoxicating, and reinforced with the wonderful feelings Tilly is causing you, likely addictive. Lapping greedily, you feel her smooth thighs tighten around your head. Shuddering, in what you can only guess is an orgasm, her mouth vibrates like never before, engulfing your <<if $penis>>needy cock<<else>>delicate clit<</if>> in a torturously wonderful way. Like a flood, her delicious juices fill your mouth, finally pushing you over the peak into your own orgasm. <<if $penis>>Cum<<else>>Fem-cum<</if>> flooding into Tilly’s mouth is gratefully accepted, Tilly’s orgasm actually restarting loudly as a result of her tasty treat. Tired from your own orgasm, but wanting to please your partner, you latch onto her clit with your mouth, making her orgasm even more ear-shatteringly intense. Dreamily, she slumps her way around until she’s lying beside you, lightly kissing your neck and cheek. "Awesome!", she whispers, before falling into a light nap snuggled up against you on the thick, comfortable, and very pink rug. Laying like that, you both rest up from your activities. Realising that you need to leave soon, you groggily pull yourself up. Taking a moment to get yourself together, you [[prepare yourself to leave|Date Tilly End]]

The date coming to an end, Tilly escorts you out of her apartment. Walking you back through the staff-filled residential block, she holds your hand the entire time, occasionally giving it an encouraging squeeze. The entire journey she spends telling you how much she enjoyed your date, and that she really looks forward to the next one. She’s incredibly cheery, pointing out that maybe next time she’ll think of something even more fun, though she’ll need some time to figure it out. Giggling, she suggests that you do something naughty, like go and see a sex show, though you’re not entirely sure if she’s being serious. As you finally find yourselves out of the residential section, Tilly lets go of your hand, before turning to face you. Wrapping her arms around you, she moves in for a passionate and intimate kiss. Your tongues entwine pleasurably, the kiss going on for quite a while. Pulling back to take a breath, you can clearly tell that she doesn’t want to stop, as she leans back in for another kiss. Indulging her a little you have one last quick, yet tender kiss, before gently untangling her from you. "I had a really good time. I really hope you did too. And, like, look after yourself, and come see me soon. I’m missing you a ton already, I mean, who else gives such amazing hugs", giggles the bubbly bimbo, a dopey lovestruck expression plastered across her face. Jumping at you for one last quick hug, she starts heading back towards her room, exaggeratedly waving towards you the entire time she can still see you. Left along you take a moment to think about how your date went. With your date now finally come to an end, you [[travel back to your room|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($tillyRelationship<=95){$tillyRelationship += 5;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]].

You tell Dr.Radcliff that you'd like to properly spend some time getting to know him better. Claps his hands enthusiastically in response and proclaims that he’s glad you’ve come to aid him in his science. You try to clarify that you’re more interested in chatting with him, but though his excitement he doesn’t hear you, instead offering you a lab-coat, and a tray if beakers with directions of where to take them. Smiling at your co-operation, he begins describing some of his extremely complicated experiments, beaming with pride as he talks about how successful everything is going. The next few minutes are composed of you moving boxes, and beakers, here and there checking a set of numbers as directed. The work is a little monotonous, but Dr.Radcliff tries to keep you interested, talking about a lot of fun topics, and generally joking around with you about some of the odder experiments that have gone on in the facility. Of particular note, while you’re stopping for a quick tea break, Dr.Radcliff mentions a story about his time working at the facility, pointing out that he’s relatively senior around here.<<print either("Apparently, he was around when they first invented ‘The Treatment’, though back then he was only a lab apprentice. These days, he’s the only scientist from the original team still working the labs, most of the other now retired, gone, or in upper management. He has the equivalent of tenure, and the higher ups love his work, so they let him do pretty much whatever he likes as long as it’s not working against the facility. The only stipulation, other than loyalty, is that he takes on a couple of trainees as their assigned physician as they love his results","Apparently, he did a special treatment on a cute blonde a bit back. She had undergone some sort of bimbo procedure done by a private contractor, but it hadn’t been fully effective due to early stage malfunctions. The result was that he created a special bimbo-ification nanite treatment for her, that had a few unexpected side-affects. Dr.Radcliff fought to make it a more general procedure, pointing out how great it was, but the guys working in the legal department shelved it as part of a deal. He finishes by noting that they ended up buying the girl in question as a permanent facility resource to ensure they kept the technology in-house");>>. Overall, it's a nice relaxing chatting session, letting you get to know the enthusiastic scientist just a little bit better.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> He does, however, make a couple of comments about a disgusting smell that's stuck around the two of you during the time you've hung out, worrying that it's an experiment gone wrong, much to your embarrassment. Thankfully, he doesn't seem to figure out that it's your dirty diaper he's smelling.<</if>> After a little while, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive. Putting a box of beakers down on a counter, you [[go back to talking to Dr Radcliff|Clinic Spend Time With Dr Radcliff]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Dr.Radcliff a bit more about himself. "So, how did you end up working for 'The Repurposing Center'?", you casually ask, watching his reaction to see whether he’s comfortable talking about it. With a broad smile, he laughs, "Are you sure you want to know, I’ve been told I can go on for hours about my past work". Nodding your desire to continue, his smile only becomes more enthusiastic, "Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you". Taking a seat, he starts his tale, "So you see, a good many years ago I came to work at a rather impressive pharmaceutical start-up, I think they referred to it at the time as a brain trust. Well you see, the twist was, they were combining gene therapy with nanotechnology to create a simple delivery mechanism for a wide array of complex procedures. Now, at the time I was only an apprentice, just out of education. Having gotten twin doctorates in biology and electrical engineering, my skills were almost uniquely suited to the project, and they snapped me up quickly". Taking a pause for effect, Dr.Radcliff advances his tale, "Now, whilst I’m not really allowed to talk about it, legal agreement and all, I made a significant contribution to what you now know as ‘The Treatment’. Well, my pay out was lower than many of the others on the team, who also got special government positions, and a resultingly a lot of power and influence. But, I still did rather well for myself, if I do say. If I ever decide to retire, I could probably afford a small island, maybe with some locals to rule over. Still, my passion is my work, so I’d never retire really. Anyway, some of the original team tried to sell out to competitors and disappeared, but that’s not really my business". Taking another pause, just as he was telling you a lot of important information, he instead decides to make himself a cup of tea. Coughing to remind him you’re still here, he jumps a little before remembering where he left off, "Right. So, I was very well off, a big project that I couldn’t talk about under my belt, and a lot of friends in high places. They immediately jumped on creating this place, and I got hired on quick as you like it. I retain all the rights to my innovations, keep all the awards, which are many, and get basically an infinite budget. Oh, and I get a lot of lackeys, though I mostly keep them running around doing busy work rather than bothering me, don’t want anyone running off with my best work. They have me keep a few of you trainees as patients, as they think it keeps me focused, and apparently, I do some of the best work in the facility. I can’t complain too much about that though, I mean I get lots of fresh participants for my experiments. It’s even good for the trainees, they get the opportunity to get special experimental alterations, which drastically drive up their end price, it’s a win-win really". The man continues to ramble on about his work for much longer, though you think you’ve managed to hear most of the relevant points. What he continues onto are more rivalries than anything, with Dr.Radcliff talking about all of the scientists he’s beat out for prestigious prizes and how fun it always is. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, you [[return to chatting with Dr Radcliff|Clinic Spend Time With Dr Radcliff]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Dr.Radcliff a bit more about his interests in terms of relationship. "So, what sort of person do you look for in a date", you casually ask, watching his reaction closely, curious to how he'll react. Instantly, without thinking he responds, "Lab assistant". Worried that the old man might be having a fit, you ask for clarification, "No, not what do you want in a lab assistant, what do you look for in a relationship? Are you alright?". Confidently, he replies, "Lab assistant. It’s as simple as that, and yes I am fine". Seeing your personal look of confusion, he explains, "What I mean by lab assistant, is that I want someone who could also be my lab assistant. Basically, I spend so much time working, that I have very little time for a home life. As such, anyone I dated would have to be suited to working with me. I don’t mean they have to be astoundingly bright, but more so a certain willing-ness. No, make that eagerness. An, eagerness for the scientific process and for transformations". Elaborating, he continues, "I don’t really care about most things, I mean science these days makes changes so simple that no-one is really unviable as a date in terms of appearance, at least in my mind. Though, personally, I prefer a vagina to a penis in my mates, it’s just easier for me and offers more opportunities. All in all, I’m rather open to different possibilities. Oh, but I’d want whoever my partner is to be open to lots of procedures, I always need a test model to display my work, and someone that open would be perfect. Maybe one day, I might put some of my money down and buy a trainee, though they’d have to be something special". Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, you [[return to chatting with Dr Radcliff|Clinic Spend Time With Dr Radcliff]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Dr.Radcliff a bit more about the facility. "So, after all those hints about staying out of trouble, what does happen to people who cause trouble around here?", you casually ask, watching his reaction closely, curious to how he'll react to the probing. Wagging his finger playfully he laughs, "Trying to pump me for information now are we? Are you planning on a daring bank robbery and want to be forewarned?". Telling him that you’re just curious, the doctor answers, "Well, there’s a lot I can’t talk about, but I suppose that I can talk about some of what the facilities punishment system entails. Let’s see, where to start. Ah, yes. The most basic thing to take into account is that the facility sees basically everything, through both Alice and the normal security camera system, makes sure everyone is playing fair in terms of staff. Well, you get caught doing something very bad, and they’ll just cart you away then and there. But, normally, you get a few chances to make up for it, and the strikes against your name can be removed through good behaviour. If you want to avoid getting in trouble, just don’t try to escape, or cause anyone important any trouble, and you’ll be fine". Taking a moment to get back onto his train of thought, he continues, "But, yes. In terms of actual punishments, they vary a lot. I’ve heard some managers can get pretty creative, especially if they’ve been particularly annoyed by a trainee. I’ve heard everything from taking away their G.G.P, to assigning them special overseers, to making them undertake certain training and alterations, even some old-fashioned corporal punishment. But, well, eventually if they get carted off for something big, or a lot of little things, they get to see the list. It’s basically a run-down of different options that normally are given to prison inmates. All sorts of stuff, like Fuck Doll conversion, permanent glory hole fitting, latex encased furniture, etc. You hear all sorts of stories about certain managers planning special options for these sorts of things". Giving you a moment for it all to sink in, he finishes, "But, of course, you’re a well behaving trainee, so we won’t have to get into any of that", smiling at you warmly. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, you [[return to chatting with Dr Radcliff|Clinic Spend Time With Dr Radcliff]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Dr.Radcliff a bit more about the facility. "So, what actually is the treatment?", you casually ask, watching his reaction closely, curious to how he'll react to the probing. Beaming with pride, he responds, "Something I’m not really allowed to talk about. But, I suppose I can gush a little. At its core, ‘The Treatment’ is a nanotechnological swarm implanted into the patient’s body, but with a twist. You see, the nanites have a biological component which keys to the hosts DNA, effectively becoming a new body cell. From there, the nanites are remotely commanded to perform certain duties, like building new body sections, or keeping you extra healthy, or paralyzing you in an emergency. They’re truly a wonder, and certainly a massive step in the history of modern science, maybe even civilization. You obviously must be rather proud, being a host to such a technological marvel". Thinking to himself, he finishes, "I think that’s about all I can say. I’ve probably messed up my agreement already, but they’re willing to look over me rambling about my work as long as it doesn’t get too informative", laughing a little in the end. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, you [[return to chatting with Dr Radcliff|Clinic Spend Time With Dr Radcliff]].

Reaching out to grab your wrist, Aunt Mildred begins her lecturing, her disapproving glare keeping you too cowed to resist. "I’m very disappointed in you! Walking around in such an unclean diaper. That $currentUnderwear of yours would probably make you ill if you hadn’t had the treatment. Such behaviour cannot go unpunished, otherwise you’d never learn. And, I think I have a very special punishment ready, just for you". To punctuates her point on your messy <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>, she proceeds by giving you a preliminary spank, harshly contacting your <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>urine and mess filled<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>urine soaked<<else>>mess filled<</if>> <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>, causing it squelch against your <<checkAss>> ass. The movement of your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> releases a burst of foul smell, making you gag at how pungent it is. Dragging you over to a nearby bench, many of your previous audience reassemble around her, ready for a continuation of their entertainment. Taking a seat, she proceeds to roughly pull you down across her lap. Your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> pressed uncomfortably against the bench. Around you, the watching crowd laugh as your <<checkAss>> bottom, clad in your $currentUnderwear waves temptingly in the air, you assume about to receive its just reward. In the position you are, you are unable to see what is happening. But, when you don’t feel any more smacks against your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>, you begin to get increasingly worried. You can sense motion above you, and the audience is now cheering, but for why you cannot tell, all you know is that it doesn’t bode well for you. Then you feel <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>your pull-up being tugged down<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>the tape of your diaper being unpeeled<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>the tape of your mega diaper being unpeeled<</if>>, opening its <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>urine and mess filled<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>urine soaked<<else>>mess filled<</if>> confines to be viewed by the assembled viewers. The crowd coughs, and throws insults at you, calling you a ‘little stinky baby’, and much worse things. The experience causing you extreme humiliation, your hidden face covered in a deep blush. Of course, you’re pretty sure this isn’t your punishment, however bad it feels, and however awful it smells. From above you, you hear the condescending words of your carer, "Wow, that is a smelly one you’ve saved up there. If you filled it anymore, then I don’t think you would have been able to walk it was so full", eliciting a howl of laughter from the crowd. "Now, my little diaper bum, I have a very special punishment in store, that some of the assembled onlookers may have already guessed. By the end of this, your little bum will sting so badly, that you’ll make sure your diaper is clean, just so it’s comfortable enough to sooth the ache". Her arm coming down in front of you, practically on the floor, she holds a strange plant-like object. Showing you a strange root, about as thick as a cucumber, you’re no less confused about what is going on. You do, however, note that one end of the root looks like it’s been carved smooth, appearing much more like a dildo or a butt plug. Explaining to both you and the crowd, Aunt Mildred states, "This is a ginger root, carved into a crude plug. What you’re about to see is that our naughty little cutie is going to have this pushed into their little tushy<<if $diaperMessingPlay>> which might be a bit of a messy process given its current state<</if>>. When contacting bare skin, ginger root has an extra special effect, which you’re just about to see, and hopefully will serve as a good reminder for my special diaper <<if $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. For those curious, this punishment is sometimes referred to as figging, and is a little ignored these days, but it really is a classic. I’m only going to leave it in for a few minutes, which will be spent, still in their dirty diaper, being watched by all you kind folks. That all said, let’s begin". Without pausing, everything already set up, she shoves the ginger root plug straight up your waiting bum hole<<if $diaperMessingPlay>>. The process is a little more difficult due to the coating of mess, but with a bit more force, your imposing carer pushes it through<</if>>. The plug, whilst relatively wide, slips in quite easily, causing very little discomfort. In fact, it feels kind of wet, as if it’s lubricated with some sort of natural juice. It actually feels rather nice, a fun little tingle spreading across your anal ring, taking away from any feeling of pain you might otherwise have felt. So nice in fact, that you actually feel <<if $penis>>your cock getting hard against the un-taped inside front of your diaper<<else>>your pussy drools hungrily upon the un-taped inside front of your diaper<</if>>, as the strange plug inflames your passion. Taping you back up, root still lodged inside, and sitting you up, Aunt Mildred smiles at you happily, "You’re doing so well sweetheart. Though, I do hear it can be a lot of fun at first, before it really sets in. Don’t worry, your Aunt will always be here to make sure you’re alright". With a kiss on your forehead, she stands you up, leaving you waiting nervously yet horny-ly in front of assembled crowd. It’s not long, before the pleasant tingle starts to change, becoming almost itchy, but most of all hot. You muffle a moan in discomfort, hopping from one foot to the other, unsure on what to do to sooth the increasingly uncomfortable feeling developing in your poor bum hole. Seeing your little jig, one of your gaggle of admirers, begins to play an embarrassing retro song, producing more laughter from the crowd as you dance for them. Reaching back, you rub your <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>urine and mess filled<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>urine soaked<<else>>mess filled<</if>> <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> against the ache, helping the situation only minorly, though you do worry that your actions may be mashing root even further into your sad bottom hole. <<if $submission >10>>You are unable to hold back your tears as the pain and discomfort grow, your face becoming a mess of tears and snot<<else>>You stoically hold back your tears, snorting your snot back up when it threatens to drop. Gritting your, teeth you stifle your moans of discomfort, unwilling to give the assembled mass any more satisfaction<</if>>. Additionally, your dance is much becoming wilder, to little effect. You’re almost delirious from the roots influence, to such an extent that what little thought you’re capable of, is beginning to contemplate scooting across the floor like an animal in the hopes of alleviating some of the plugs effects. Finally, just as you start to descend to the floor, beginning to rub your dirty <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> against the floor, Aunt Mildred reaches out to pull you into her lap. "It’s all over my special little stinging bottomed cutie. I’m going to take it out now, and I’m going to pour into your bum an antidote to its effects. You’ve done so well", you hear cooed on the edge of your senses, as your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up is jerked down<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper is un-taped<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper is un-taped<</if>>, and the plug is rent from your back entry. Sadly, the removal of the root doesn’t help at all, only taking away the little comfort of the soothing wetness. Mercifully, you soon feel a wet cream spreading around your hole that almost instantly stops the immediate ache. Of course, there’s still a lingering discomfort, but after what you were feeling, this is much preferable. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>Tugging them back up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>Re-taping you<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>Re-taping you<</if>>, and standing you up, Aunt Mildred gives you a big hug. To a rousing cheer, she announces, "It’s all over everyone, our special little diaper cutie has survived their punishment, and I believe after that, is going to be much better behaved. You can now all scram, as I make sure she’s alright". The show over, with a few last flashes of phone cameras, your onlookers depart. Not long after, after reminding you that you still should find her and get your diaper changed, Aunt Mildred also goes to leave, though not before checking that she has everything back in her diaper bag. After everything is done, you’re left embarrassed, aching, and a little aroused, all together confused by the situation.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesFuckedPussy +=1>>After a few minutes waiting in the staff area, you see one of the room displays light up with a client. Apparently, "<<print either("Emily","Abby","Madison","Oliva","Georgina");>> <<print either("Smith","Jones","Paulson","Wilson","Johnson");>>", wants to receive penetrative vaginal sex. Female clients, especially those who want to get fucked are a bit of a rarity, so you jump at the opportunity. <<if !$penis>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>>You momentarily wonder how you’re going to fulfil your clients request, but see a note underneath that strap-on cocks are available for you to use, clearing up that concern. <</if>>Everything in order, you enter the booth, closing the door behind you. <<if !$penis>>A compartment in the sidewall opens, giving you access to a large looking strap on dildo. The rubbery cock emerges from both sides, and will obviously fill your cunt up with its girth and length. On the side, you spot a weird electronic box with little LED’s, though what its purpose is you cannot tell. Spreading your legs wide, you delicately rub the extensive fake cock against your cunt, slowly working into your feminine depths. It feels great, though the stretching is a little too extensive for your liking. Now fully equipped, having buckled up the remaining straps, you ready yourself for your client. <</if>>Standing in the tiny room, you wait for your client to be presented, hoping that you get an orgasm out of the experience too. Thankfully, you’re not waiting long, as after a momentary wait, the little slit opens. Through it, you can see a pussy pressed up against it, your client's lust obvious from the dripping wetness on their outer lips. The smell of her desire is already in the air, and you can tell that she is desperate for a good hard fucking from the bucking motions she’s already making. Wasting no time, you rest your hands upon the wall, aligning the tip of your <<if !$penis>>hefty fake cock<<else>>erect <<checkPenis>> cock<</if>> against the sodden warm pussy hole of your client. The unknown figure grunts happily as you sheath yourself deep within her in one single animalistic thrust, her cunt quivering around its intruder. The feeling is also amazing, your <<if !$penis>>fuck-hole feeling the clenching vibrations of her pussy through its own invading dildo<<else>>dick being milked by the clenching vibrations of her pussy, only pulling you deeper into her moist folds<</if>> . Picking up a rapid energetic pace, you pound over and over again into your client. Growls, grunts and the occasional shout of, "Fuck yes!", all make you pretty sure that you’re doing a good job, not that you really care at this point, the pleasure of the experience clouding your mind to everything but reaching your own orgasm. The sound of wet slapping is also extremely apparent to anyone listening, so loud, that if you were in your right mind you’d likely be getting embarrassed. Greedily, with one extremely powerful and deep shove, you growl yourself, clawing at the wall in need of something to hold onto as your body quivers with an overload of sensation. Your <<if !$penis>>>cunt clenching around the invading dildo ripples in pleasure as your orgasm overcomes you. A deep warm sensation fills the depths of your pussy, and you feel a lot wetter than normal. Additionally, the dildo within you seems to pulse itself, bringing with it a sense of internal movement directed towards your client<<else>>cock pulses in orgasm as you flood your client’s pussy with a torrent of your cum, the feeling amazing<</if>>. The woman, mostly hidden from your view, seems to be spurred on by something, maybe the <<if !$penis>>weird pulsing movement towards her<<else>>large quantity of your seed now lodged in the depths of her fuck hole<</if>>. With one last wailing grunt, she pulls off of you, her pussy disengaging from your rod. You hear a clatter through the small hole, as she collapses to the floor. Hearing, "Best fuck ever!", whispered tiredly from the other booth, as the hole once again closes. Taking a breath, you lean back against the wall, tired out from your frantic sex session. She certainly sounded like she had a good time, you think as you clean yourself off with a provided towel<<if !$penis>>, removing the inserted dildo with a loud plop, a creamy white looking substance flowing out of your pussy as you do. Weird. With a little extra cleaning, you think you’re ready to get back to work<</if>>, and return to the staff room to start waiting for a new client. <<include [[Glory Hole Job End]]>>

<<orgasm>><<set $timesMasturbated += 1>>"I have a client for you, <<print either("James","Sam","John","Paul","George");>> <<print either("Smith","Jones","Paulson","Wilson","Johnson");>>, relatively normal, the only reason he comes up as a special case is that he wants the ‘girlfriend’ experience, so there’ll probably be a bit more of a need for kissing, etc", Miss Sarah describes as she escorts you to a suite. Opening the door, you can see an younger man, sitting on the bed, already naked you can make out his average build and his average sized cock. In fact, if you had to describe the guy you’d call him average in pretty much every way. Closing in on him you offer him a greeting, which he smiles sweetly at, pulling you into a surprisingly tender kiss, his tongue not even breaching into your mouth. Hugging you, closely, he one hand down your body, fondling your <<checkAss>> bum gently. The other hand, stays on your upper back, massaging you sensuously. Pressed together, your <<if $breastSize >0>><<checkBreast>> boobs poking into his lightly haired chest<<else>>chest rubbing against his own lightly haired chest<</if>>, he whispers in your ear, "Please be gentle with me, I broke up with my fiancé a few days ago, and I just needed someone. I’m sorry if I shouldn’t have said that, I just …". Stopping him with a gentle rub on his back, you calmly tell the man that everything is alright, and you’ll be sure to take things as slow as he needs. Kissing you on the forehead, he thanks you for your understanding, asking if it would be okay to move over to the bed. Slowly, you maneuver your way towards the bed, keeping in your light fondling and make out session. Breaking the embrace momentarily so you both can clamber onto the bed, you lay on your back, waiting for him to mount you for sex. Oddly, however, he instead just lies down next to you, pulling your back into him, so that he’s spooning you. Nuzzling kisses into your neck, he whispers sweet nothings to you, telling you how pretty you are, and how nice it is being here cuddling you. His hands carefully roam your body, exploring you, a small pull of a nipple here, a gentle caress there, he seems more curious and looking for company than anything. Whispering into your ear, "You’ve been so good to me, I think you need a special reward", one of his hands beings roaming around your <<if $penis>>slowly stiffening <<checkPenis>> dick<<else>>slowly moistening pussy<</if>>. Running a finger <<if $penis>>down the length of your cock<<else>>through the cleft of your cunt, and across your clit<</if>>, he begins to tenderly masturbate you. Your partner, isn’t particularly skilled, but he is attentive, and seems to be listening to your little moans and mewls, taking note of what you enjoy or don’t. <<if $penis>>Wrapping a hand around your hard <<checkPenis>> penis, he begins jacking you off, the speed teasingly slow, yet extremely pleasant<<else>>Taking two fingers, he begins exploring your wet hole, worming around until he finds spots that make you pant in pleasure, his thumb rests on your clit, occasionally giving it a teasing flick<</if>>. Worried, you moan through clenched teeth that you’re not doing anything for him, but he shushes you, telling you that this is all about you, and that he prefers it this way. Kissing your neck sensuously, he picks up his pace, finally tipping you over the edge. With a grunt of exertion, you cum, the experience extremely enjoyable, causing you to shake against your client's embrace. Guided by his hand, your <<if $penis>>cock spurts a healthy flow of cum<<else>>pussy spurts a healthy jet of fem-cum<</if>> out across the bedding in front of you. Panting, you roll back into him, practically falling asleep in his warm protective cuddle. … A hand shakes you awake, rousing you from your slumber. It seems that you were so comfortable that you actually did fall asleep, your client even paying a little extra for them to let you nap with him for longer. Sadly, he’s nowhere to be seen, though you are informed he left a good review of your services. <<include [[Brothel Job End]]>>

You find yourself in the nurseries main play room. The room is huge, the size of an indoor basketball court, both in floorspace and height. As you enter, it takes a moment to realise that the room is still within the confines of the facility, the high ceiling currently appearing like a <<if $time>5>>clear sky at night filled with dazzling stars, and a large crescent moon<<else>>pleasant blue sky, fluffy pure white clouds, a large happy sun lighting the way<</if>>. Of course, the facility is not sloppy enough to make escape that easy, the fake nature of the roof become apparent when you look at the <<if $time>5>>moon<<else>>sun<</if>> and see that it bears a cartoon smiley face. Thick cushiony, slightly bouncy floors rest beneath your feet. The rest of the room is filled with everything a little could ever want. Split into many sections, filled with different toys and decorations, this place is inhabited by a scattering of adults dressed as children. A large screen plays colourful cartoons, in one section. Whilst in another, a selection of large teddy bears sit around a table drinking tea. Other than that, you see rocking horses, a small plush fort, a ball pit, an eating area, and even a dedicated napping area. Leading out of the room, you see four arches, each topped with a different brightly lit sign. These signs read; Amusement Park, Adventure, Front Stage, and Bedrooms. Though currently the arches lay sealed, as if they only open at certain times. <<set $random = random(1,20)>><<if $random == 1>>As you wander through the play area, you notice an odd tall and short pair of people having an expressive conversation. Having <<if $metMalus>>never interreacted with them before you don't know who they are, but they really stand out<<else>>interreacted with them before you know them to be Malus and his mean babysitter Aunt Agnes<</if>>. If you wanted too, you could probably [[try and listen into what they're saying|Little Land Nursery Play Room Encounter Malus][$metMalus = true]].<<else>>Wandering through the play area, you don't spot anything of particular note happening, just lots of littles playing about.<</if>><<if $metMalus && $random != 1>> Sitting in a small ball pit by the eating area, you spot the tiny elfin form of Malus. His tiny elvish ears, and violet eyes making him easy to spot. His giant diaper sticks up from amongst the balls, and he seems to be sucking on one of the plastic spheres dreamily as you watch.<</if>> Do you:<<if $abdlTrainerTask == 7 && !$abdlTrainerTaskComplete>> [[Spend some time playing in the play room|Little Land Nursery Play Room Play Task][$abdlTrainerTaskComplete = true]]<</if>><<if $metMalus && $random !=1>> [[Spend some time with Malus|Little Land Nursery Play Room Malus]]<</if>> [[Return to the foyer|Little Land Nursery]]

As you pass through the shopping plaza, large ugly stall gets your attention. Topped with a big pink plastic lump, that reaches high into the air above it, you wonder how anyone could think building this thing was a good idea. You gasp as realization strikes you, and you realize that the structure, including the main body of the stall, make up a crude giant cock and balls. Now engrossed in finding more out about the oddity that stands before you, you approach it, seeing it labelled as, ‘Spunky’s’. Behind the counter, slightly raised from the ground, you see a large muscular man, a weird intense yet tired look on his face, and a woman, her dark hair pulled back into a tight ponytail. Plastic glasses fill the countertop before them, a large chalkboard listing prices for drinks behind them. As you approach, the woman smiles at you, waving you in, "Hey there honey, what are you wanting today. We’re doing alright on stock, so there’s no real wait. We also do frequent customer cards, so you can get every fifth drink free". Looking at the chalkboard, you can’t figure out what the drinks are, all the names seemingly meaningless, like a ‘Grande Fountain’, or a ‘Deluxe Gusher’. Still no fully clued up on what’s going on, you ask, "What is this place, it’s so … unique". Laughing down at you, the ponytailed brunette answers, "Ha, a curious customer then. Yeah, we’re spunky’s. My hubby here is the head barista, so to speak, whilst I handle the till. We’re an artisanal cum-based beverage supplier, specialising in expert quality ingredients and spectacular service. We do parties and events too, you’d be surprised how easily this stall packs down". Thinking for a moment, she gets a grin on before continuing, "I could give you a small free sample if you’d like. There so good I’m sure you’ll end up as a long-term customer". Looking down at you, waiting for an answer, you’re put on the spot by the chatty stall owner. Though, she is offering you something for free. The question is, will you [[take her up on the free drink|Shopping Hub Cum Drink Stand Main][if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 1;};]]?.

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Telling her you’ll take her up on the offer, her face lights up, as she pats the large man on the shoulder. The look on her husband’s face is still one of intense concentration. But, the little moans and grunts he’s now making, muffled slightly through his clenched teeth, make you suspect that something more interesting is going on under the counter in front of you. Searching around under the counter, you hear her unclip something, before bringing out a large jug filled with a lumpy white liquid. The masculine smell, along with what you’ve been told clue you in that this is probably cum, likely the fresh cum of the main in front of you. Taking a small shot sized plastic glass from a stack on the counter, she carefully pours the man-milk into it, offering the small sample in your direction. "I thought you might want to try a sample of the raw ingredients too. My hubby is an amazing producer. Not only does he pump out a lot of cum, but his cum quality is also exceptionally pure. It’s tough to achieve, and part of it is a closely held industry secret, but mostly it is all a result of healthy living and exercise. Anyway, drink up honey", directs the stall owner. Taking the shot, you drink it down, somewhat unsure on whether you’re entirely comfortable drinking this mysterious cum. Still, the pressure from the owner, and our own desire to try it, trump your caution, and you down the whole shot in one mouthful. Pleasantly, you discover the cum, whilst still retaining a strange slightly lumpy texture, it is actually extremely tasty. Warm and savoury, it has no hint of any bitterness or odd aftertaste, the boasts about purity holding true. Seeing your dreamy smile, whilst mixing a more complex cum-based drink, the owner comments with a smirk, "I knew you’d love it. My hubby really is amazing. If it wasn’t for the money we make, I’d stay in bed with him 24/7 instead. And, I do think I’d be doing much eating outside of his special product. Still, I guess there is some satisfaction with sharing his talents with the world". Passing you a larger cup, taking your empty shot in turn, the owner gives you your complete drink. The smell is entirely different, no hint of salt or that usual masculine scent. Instead, it smells rather sweet, with a hint of vanilla, and maybe a smidge of caramel. Taking a tentative sip, you finally taste the cum-based beverage, your body practically vibrating in contentedness as you do. It tastes wonderful. The texture is still unusual, at least for a standard drink, lumpy and a little too thick. But, the drink is one of the yummiest things you’ve ever tasted. The salty taste is still there, but now it’s mixed with vanilla, and as you previously guessed, caramel. The result is a wonderful sweet yet salty combination, almost entirely comprised of the fresh baby batter of the muscular man standing right in front of you. You stand, in a blissful haze, finishing your drink, the very concept of it, and what is going on in front of you, is more than enough to ignite your arousal. Thankfully though, the drink also feels like it’s enough to satisfy those desires, at least for now. Your drink complete, you thank the stalls owners, before [[returning to wandering through the shopping plaza|Shopping Hub]].

As you enter the lift, on your way to your destination, you notice a slovenly looking man already in the lift, his t-shirt stained with sweat, and other less pleasant substances. He reeks of alcohol, and sways a little in place, holding himself up against one of the lifts walls. As you enter, he looks up at you, trying to wave with his braced hand, before having to quickly return it, so as to not fall over. He smiles up at you merrily as the doors close, slurring his words as he tries to ask you something, but whatever it is it seems completely incoherent. Taking a moment to burp, he seems to steady himself, sobering enough to talk in an understandable manner, "Hey, like can … I ask you a favour. I really need to take a leak, and I still have long lift ride ahead of me. Do you mind helping me out? I’m really busting mate". Not sure exactly what he’s asking, you enquire, "What would you want me to do?". Drunkenly, he slurs, "Mate. I was wondering if you’d let me piss on you instead. I mean like, you’d have to drink it, else it’d cause a mess. But you’d be really helping me out. Plus, I could pay you. Come on mate, I’m really in need here, you’d be doing me a massive favour". As you continue watching, you notice his legs wobbling a lot more, like he’s trying to futilely delay he need for a piss. The idea of drinking this drunk man’s piss is an odd one. Then again, he does seem to be in need, and he did offer you some money for it, so it might be worth it. The question is, what will you do. Will you [[take him up on the offer|Travel To Drunk Watersports Main][$ggp += 50; $timesSuckedDick += 1; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]? Or, just walk away? <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

<<pissMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Agreeing to help him, you nod your ascent. Drunkenly smiling back at you, your client responds, "Great mate. I knew you were a real mate. You just fish it out and stick it your mouth. My cock I mean. Then just try and drink it all down. Like I said, you’re really doing me a solid mate. I’ll sort out the money while you’re helping me". Getting down on your knees quickly before the drunken man, you tentatively begin to unzip the fly on his stained trousers. What you reveal within does not put you at ease, the foul smell of his slightly damp and sticky underpants makes you think that they might not have been changed in a while, their intended white colour instead a dark cream now. Blinking back at the foul smell of stale sweat, piss, and cum, you decide to act with haste. You expect you don’t have long before drunk likely wets himself, and you’re starting to feel nauseous in your position. His cock, which you slip from the confines of dirty underwear, is rather hefty in size, the bulbous purple head stinking an unclean masculine stench, splotches of dried cum spattered across it. Bracing yourself for what is about to happen, you maneuver his sizable cock head into your mouth, creating a tight seal with your <<checkLips>> lips. Your tongue makes contact with the offending dick, and you have to concentrate hard not to retch at its unpleasant taste. Looking down at you, a drunken grin on his face, he slurs, "You’re the best mate. That feels great. Don’t worry though, not going to take advantage of you or anything. Might be time to start swallowing mate, because I’ve been on a mega bender today". His hands landing on the back of your head, both holding you in place, and helping him keep his balance, he lets out a relieved moan. Warm liquid starts to gush into your mouth, the speed in which it builds up taking your off-guard. The thought of what you’re doing makes you want to not swallow, the taste a disgusting bitter one, but at this point, held as you are and mouth filling with piss you have little choice in what to do. Swallowing, you desperately gulp down the unpleasant brew of the drunk’s urine, likely a result of his drunken escapades. The flow is uncompromising, and all you can do is constantly try and drink everything he offers, resisting the urge to pull back or vomit. Fleetingly, you wonder how embarrassing it would be if someone saw you right now, down on your knees, drinking a drunk’s piss for a bit of cash, you’d probably even be looked down on by the cheapest of streetwalkers. Your stomach practically bulging uncomfortably from the heavy liquid wake of your client’s pee, your mouth overcome with the foul taste, and a few dregs of stray piss flowing down your cheeks and out of your nose. That is the state you find yourself in as you slurp down the last few drops of the drunk’s piss. Groaning appreciatively, he pulls his now much cleaner cock head out of your mouth with a pop, rubbing it dry against your cheek. Looking down at you, coughing and spluttering, now stinking of piss, and nauseous from the large quantity of piss now sitting in your stomach, your client lets go of you, zipping back up his fly. "You did great mate. That felt amazing. Now I can go back to drinking, no need to find a toilet or anything anymore. You’ve done me a right solid there, and I won’t forget it. Plus, my knob is probably cleaner than it’s been in years. You’re a real diamond for helping out", he laughs, patting you on the head. the lift's doors opening, he stumbles out, waving back at you, a merry smile on his face. Now alone, you get back up, spotting your piss streaked face reflected by the lifts door as you do. Humiliated and degraded, you try your best to make yourself look respectable, nervously waiting to hear how much G.G.P you’ve just earned yourself. The scent of the drunk’s pee still clinging to you, reminding you of your choice. As you leave the lift, you hear the familiar monotone chime of Alice the AI, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 50 G.G.P, for being a good mate". Sighing, you move on to your planned location, the taste of urine still in your mouth. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

As you pass through the sexual services hub, you hear a faint sobbing sound which catches your attention. Looking over, sitting against the wall in front of one of the many brothels, hugging her knees close, shudders a petite brunette woman. Completely nude other than a thick leather collar around her neck, the tiny girl wails uncontrollably, her short hair sitting messily atop her head. Noticing your presence nearby, she looks up at you, her face streaked with tears, and her ruined mascara that now runs in trails down her cheeks, a string of snot hangs from her nose. She clearly has been crying heavily, not in the fake way you always see in movies. With wide brown eyes, shimmering in the light, she stares at you forlornly, as if begging you for help. Whatever is going on, it certainly isn’t your problem. And, you’re never sure in the facility what is going to get you in trouble. Still, the poor girl obviously needs someone to talk to, a friendly shoulder to cry on. Maybe you should [[stay and comfort her|Sexual Hub Crying Slavegirl Main]].

You sit down on the floor next to her, hoping to present yourself as non-threatening as to not upset her more. With as comforting a smile as you can muster, you softly ask, "Hi. Are you okay? I’ve got a bit of time if you need to chat with someone". Her sobs and sniffles stopping momentarily, she tries to compose herself enough to answer you, the faintest attempt of a smile flickering across her face. Sadly, it is only brief, as trying to talk to you seems to restart her despair. Stuttering and hiccupping, she responds, "My … my … master. He … with … another … girl. Am I … am I, not … enough. I … try … so … hard. He probably … probably … thinks I’m … ugly. I’m … just … stupid … slave … girl. I bet … she’s … prettier … than me". Translating her sobbed statements, you gather that her master is likely in the brothel she’s currently in front of, and the slave-girl before you isn’t taking it easily. Putting a hand on her shoulder, you nod and smile at her reassuringly, doing what little you can for the poor girl. Turning her head into your shoulder, she leans into you, seeking warmth and comfort, and willing to take it when it’s offered to her, her despair quieting in your embrace. After a few minutes sitting like that, a rather unremarkable man approaches, wearing a pair of glasses, jeans, and a band t-shirt. He looks worriedly down at the girl you’re holding, quickly moving closer, to kneel at her side. Putting a hand to her cheek, he gently maneuvers her into looking at him. "Poppy. Why are you crying, and why are you here, my little punk-rocker?". When he receives no reply other than a look of worry and despair he continues, "Everything is okay, and if it isn’t we’ll sort it out. Now, let’s start with why you aren’t sitting in the spa where I left you, getting yourself pampered?". It takes a moment for her to reply, her voice practically a whisper, once again broken up with quiet sobs, "I ... was missing you … so I … left to come … come surprise you. Then … I asked … some people for … directions, and … they said … to ask one of … the AI terminals. So … I did … and it … said you were at … at a brothel. I’m so sorry … sorry I left, I’m not fit … not fit to be your slave-girl. She’s probably better … than me … anyway … so I … I understand … if … you’re … getting … rid … of …me!". Pulling her gently from you, into his own embrace, he takes a moment to translate her sobbed statement, finally figuring out why she was so upset. "Oh, sweetheart, no. I love my little punk-rocker, I wouldn’t replace you with all the other slave-girls in the world. I had a business meeting, so I left you at the spa so that they could give you a much-deserved treat. It was sweet of you to come looking for you, but it could have been dangerous wandering around on your own. I wasn’t here to see any girls, I was here to look into buying this place. Though, even if I did ever sleep with another slave-girl, that wouldn’t make you any less special, nor would it ever diminish how much I love you", wiping the tears from her face with his sleeve, "We were meant to be having a fancy meal later, but I think someone might need some ice-cream first, and maybe a new butt plug to make her feel better". Looking up at him with a look of pure love and reverence, she only nods, kissing his clothed chest and wrapping her arms around his neck. With a little struggle, he gets to his feet, carrying her in both arms, obviously not wanting to put her down in her current state. For the first time since he had arrived, he looks down at you, almost as if he was surprised another person was there. "I don’t know how I could ever thank you enough for looking after my Poppy for me. She can get worried so easily, so I’m glad she found someone to look after her, rather than taking advantage of her. I’m not really a regular guest around her, so I’m not sure if there’s anything I can do for you. But, I really do appreciate you comforting my sweetheart in her time of need". Searching his pockets, he finds a tasty looking candy bar, which he hands to you with much difficulty. Checking it over, it seems to be from outside the facility, and rather high in quality from the sound of it. Digging into it, you’re confirmed regarding its good quality, the candy being extremely delicious. Seeing that you’re enjoying your reward, the master, still carrying his naked slave-girl, wanders off, talking about different ice-creams that she could try. The girl now safely returned to her master, you [[return to wandering through the sexual services plaza|Sexual Hub]].

As you wander through the recreational plaza, <<if $metMalus>>you see the familiar sight of<<else>>you’re momentarily struck with confusion as you see<</if>> a short figuring walking hand in hand with a much larger one. The taller figure, standing at almost 7-foot-tall, is a redheaded woman dressed in red ruffled blouse and a billowing black long skirt. Her hair tied in a tight bun, the Amazonian woman cuts an imposing figure, despite the fact that she only looks to be in her early 20’s. The shorter person, however, is much more striking in terms of appearance. At only just 4 feet in height, and with pale skin to the point that it’s almost blue in colour being only the start of his obvious modifications, you <<if $metMalus>>recognize them as Malus and his babysitter Aunt Agnes<<else>>are momentarily stunned by the odd scene in front of you<</if>>. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AgnesSmall.png]]</div> Staring at them, curiosity getting the better of you, your focus rests on the small pale man. Small pointed ears, stick out of a mass of tight ringlet curls short, his hair pitch black in colour has a few veins of purple mixed throughout it drawing in your attention. Moving down, you notice high cheek bones, violet coloured eyes that look wiser than his appearance would have you believe, and a small delicate nose, all adding together to give him a sort of elvish quality. The only feature that really feels out of place, are his thick inviting lips, which rest in a natural pout. Looking further down, you notice the most prominent characteristic of the young man, that he’s wearing an extremely visible giant diaper. The huge disposable diaper, look to be immensely padded, likely not just one, or even two diapers layered on top of each other. So bulky is the large diaper, that the man’s legs are forced apart wide, stuck in a permanent waddle to cope with it. Cute images of cartoon bears festoon the outside of the diaper, making it look rather adorable if childish. Finishing out his outfit, are a pair of matching tiny purple frilly cloth booties and mittens, and a frilly purple t-shirt, the shirt bearing puffy shoulder sections, and fine white lace around the edges, coming down just far enough that it could almost be mistaken for an extremely short baby dress. You watch, as the smaller elfin male, tugs on the blouse sleeve of the imposing woman, getting her attention. His expressive violet eyes looking up at her, he points at his mouth a couple of time. Mockingly, she coos, "Is my little cushion tush hungry? Even after all that ice cream we just ate?". Responding, the diapered figure, nods and rubs his tummy, eliciting a malicious smile from her. With the same tone as before, says in a sing song voice, "Well, we can’t have that, can we. I guess my hungry little cutie won’t be able to wait a moment longer, so we’ll have to breast feed you right here", shrugging her shoulders dramatically as if it’s the only choice. In response, the tiny figures face starts gaining some colour, as a deep blush sets across it. Shaking his head, his expression is a nervous and shy one. Smiling in a wide grin, she adds, "But, you’re hungry, and I make the little baby wait, can I. No, that would make me an awful babysitter, wouldn’t it", as she starts to look to her side for something. Pointing at you as she spots you nearby and listening in, she calls in a voice that tells you she thinks she’s above you, "You! I left my diaper bag at the ice-cream parlour just over there", jerking her thumb in the direction of a nearby shop front, "Get it for me, or you’ll regret it". Looking at you menacingly, she waits for you to [[go and retrieve her diaper bag for her|Recreational Hub Malus Breast Feeding Main][$metMalus = true]], but you could probably just run away instead.

Deciding that you don’t want to make an enemy of the fierce Amazonian babysitter, you kowtow to her demands, heading towards the ice cream parlour. Looking over your shoulder, you spot her pick up the elfin male, taking him over to a bench, where she eventually puts him down on her knee. You he shyly tries to cover his face with his tiny hands, but she bats them away, smiling gleefully at his embarrassment. Shuddering, you continue. Entering a small ice-cream parlour, images of cartoon cows and breasts covering the walls, you almost immediately see the bag. Sitting on a chair, is a large satchel with, ‘Diaper Supplies’, written across the side. Shrugging, you go over and pick it up, surprised to the see how easy your task actually was. Looking around in case anyone questions you about the bag, you wander back out towards where you last saw the Amazonian babysitter. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AgnesFull.png]]</div> Closing back in on where you last saw the pair, you see the tiny elfin figure is now suckling one of the large woman’s breasts, her blouse half unbuttoned to give access to it. The scene would almost be cute, if not for the woman squishing the little’s diaper teasingly with the hand she isn’t using to hold him close to her. "It’s hard to tell, but is my little cushion tush also a mush tush. Pe-ew, that’s one stinky little baby I have here", she laughs out loudly and mockingly. When the pale diaper wearer tries to dispute the claim, she instead just pushes him back onto her breast, tutting and mocking him more. Coming closer, you certainly can’t smell any accidents, only a pleasant smell comprised of baby powder, lavender, and maybe a little cum. Seeing you return, she holds her spare hand out demandingly for the bag, not even offering you any thanks as you return it, only a quick grunt of acknowledgement. Turning to leave, you are surprised to hear her speak again in your direction. "Where are my manners, my smelly little baby Malus here doesn’t know a lot of people, and he needs all the help he can get making friends. So, say hello to your little friend Malus", she demands to the tiny diapered elf. Looking up shyly, he whispers in a sweet, somewhat songlike voice, "Hi", trying to shield himself with his hands again in his shyness. "That’s not good enough. And, you’re trying to hide again. Well, I think we need to make sure you and your little friend remember this meeting, so I guess we’ll have to do something special", she says, holding onto him as if worried he’ll try to get away. Malus begins to make a quiet groaning sound, and at first you worry it’s from the harsh grasp the Amazonian woman has upon him. However, just as you’re about to comment on it, you also hear a faint buzzing sound. Spotting the realization dawn on your face, that he’s not being hurt, he’s being publicly pleasured, his face becomes covered again in a deep blush. Unable from being able to use his hands to cover his face, he instead has few options, so takes to pouting at your and the Amazonian woman holding him. Not sure you’re allowed to leave, you watch on as he begins to moan and groan even more, now squirming in his held position, a cute little tongue lolling from between his thick lips in his lust. Smiling wickedly, his carer lets go of him with one hand, using it to poke his diaper instead, laughing as he flinches when she pokes near where his cock would be deep within its cushiony confines. "My naughty little stinky Malus loves to get cummies in his diaper. Especially after he’s had an accident in them. At heart he’s less of a baby, and more like a dirty little puppy. I mean, at least a baby doesn’t like being messy, but not my little stinky here", she taunts Malus mockingly in that sing song voice, obviously lying if your nose is to be trusted. Pulling a contorted face of pleasure, he almost immediately starts to look uncomfortable. Looking up at his carer embarrassment plainly across his face he whispers, "My … I … in my diaper ... I made cummies". Laughing, she puts him back down on the floor, letting him stew in his humiliation for a moment before she responds. Mockingly, she declares, "What’s the difference. We put you in such big diapers because you can’t help yourself. I might have been partly responsible for your vibrating diaper, but you still just made a mess with your dirty cummies in them. I bet they’ll be really cross when we get back to the nursery. They might even put you in a thicker one". His babysitter taking his hand, and gesturing for him to leave, Malus turns to you and whispers, "Thanks for not being a meanie. My babysitter Aunt Agnes can be really mean to me sometimes, and she says all sorts of lies that get me in trouble. I hope we can play some time, I bet it would be fun. I live at the Little Land Nursery, if you want to play. I think I have to go now, so hopefully I’ll see you later", waving goodbye as he’s almost literally dragged away. As you watch them leave, with Malus looking up at the imposing Amazon adoringly when she isn’t watching, you get the distinct impression that he enjoys the treatment more than he maybe wants to admit. But, with the pair gone, you [[return to walking around the recreation plaza|Recreational Hub]].

Waving a small happy wave at you, before blushing a little and retreating into himself, Malus greets you. Occasionally sucking his thumb, the tiny diapered young man tries to be personable but is held back by his obvious shyness, looking at you with violet eyes from beneath his short black, and purple tinged, ringlets. Trying to hide his huge diaper within the ball pit, it feels like he isn’t going to leave it without a good reason. As you spend some time with him he doesn’t talk much, but seems to enjoy your presence, listening to you talk with a bashful smile. In a rare moment of speech, he asks you if you want to do anything special while you’re here, or if you just want to keep playing in the ball pit with him. Sitting on one side of your current play area, you notice a small notice for something called, "Diaper Racing". Oddly, it has a cartoony image of Malus on it, a massively oversized, and seemingly very full diaper taking up much of the page. A small by-line even explains that Diaper Racing is a special gameshow for littles, and it seems like Malus might be pretty good at it, or at least involved enough with it that someone wanted to put him on its flyers. You probably could talk to him about it and try your luck if you wanted, as the flyer mentions that they're always looking for competitors. Do you: [[Stay and play with Malus in the ball pit for a while|Little Land Nursery Play Room Malus Play Ball Pit]] [[Ask Malus about the Diaper Racing notice|Little Land Nursery Play Room Malus Diaper Racing]] [[Finish spending time with Malus|Little Land Nursery Play Room]]

Nodding at his offer to play, you jump into the ball pit, sending plastic balls scattering as you plunge in. The balls only really come up to your mid-thigh at most, but the way they clink against each other anytime you move is oddly relaxing. Smiling bashfully at your proximity, Malus picks up one of the brightly coloured balls and offers it to you, shyly trying to involve you in his play. Taking the ball, you smile back at him, rolling it around for a little while. Joyfully he picks up another one, suckling it dreamily, his thick pouty lips wrapped around it. Curiously, you pick up one of the balls nearby, giving it a tentative lick, but all you can taste is plastic, and maybe a bit of sweat. Pulling a face, you put it back down, wondering why your friend is so obsessed with sucking the gross plastic. And so, for a while you play around in the balls, occasionally talking a little with Malus, or passing balls back and forth between yourselves. That’s when a fun idea comes to you. Sinking under the balls, you hide within their plastic depths. Then, getting onto all fours, with your <<checkAss>> bum sticking up like a shark’s fin, you proceed to try and sneak up on Malus. From the quiet suckling sound you hear, you’re pretty sure you haven’t been spotted, expecting at least some reaction. Unable to get your bearings, your sight restricted to brightly colour plastic balls, your head rebounds off of something thick and cushiony, your mind taking a moment to realize that it’s probably Malus’s extensive diaper. Thankfully, your presence is not discovered, the immense padding stopping the tiny elfin man from feeling you bumping into him. The smell is actually quite nice next to Malus’s diaper, a distinct smell of lavender, baby powder, and maybe a little cum filling your nose. Figuring that you must be close, you spring up from the ball pit in an attempt to surprise your friend. Making a quick, ‘Eek!’, sound, Malus jumps back, falling onto his giant diaper. After the moment of worry ends, he starts blushing heavily before offering a quite but mirthful giggle, smiling at you and softly throwing a ball towards you in recompense for your joke. Eventually, you decide that you need to stop playing in the ball pit, at least for now, and [[go back to talking to Malus|Little Land Nursery Play Room Malus]].

Moving towards your desk, you notice an immaculately pristine envelope. Ornately decorated with hard painted lewd silhouettes of women, it feels like someone has gone to a lot of effort in producing it. Weirdest of all, it seems to be intended for you. Turning it over, you notice an equally expensive, yet tacky, wax seal on the back, depicting a particularly curvy woman touching herself. Breaking the seal, you remove the handwritten letter form within, reading it curiously; <hr>Dearest fuck-piece, It seems as if you have yet to have the pleasure of my company. I run one of the hottest clubs in the facility, and very little happens around here without me being involved at some point. I highly recommend that you come see me as soon as you can, if for no other reason than to cover your ass. My organisation is always looking for useful new employees, and we help those that know who’s boss around here. If you want to be comfortable during your stay in the facility, or are in the need of a favour, then come see me any time of day at Club B in the main recreational plaza. Come visit soon, Tony Bosco, owner of Club B.<hr> Confused. You put the letter in one of your desk drawers, wondering who would go so much effort to send you such an odd letter. Shrugging, you contemplate whether it’s worth checking out, deciding to think more about it later as you get ready.

<<set _altColourHolder = $altColour>>"These are the options available for body painting <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName", whispers Anna as she stumbles, grabbing for a laminated menu, listing the colour options. After taking a moment to recompose herself, her face having turned a deep red, she gracefully hands you the catalogue, filled with pictures of the different colour options. <hr> Body Paint Menu:<table> <tr> <td>Chrome</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "chrome">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Silver</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "silver">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Gold</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "gold">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Bronze</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "bronze">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Neon Pink</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "neon pink">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Red</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "red">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Black</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "black">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>White</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "white">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Grey</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "grey">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Blue</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "blue">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Green</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "green">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Purple</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "purple">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Orange</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "orange">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Yellow</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "yellow">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Pink</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "pink">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Custom Colour</td><td></td><td><<textbox "$altColour" "">></td> </tr> </table><<button [[Choose colour|Salon Paint Body Initialised]]>><</button>> [[Cancel Procedure|Salon Transformation Options][$ggp += 200; $altColour = _altColourHolder]]

You point at the option to have your body painted $altColour, handing the laminated menu back to Anna. She gives a short bow, as she takes it chiming quietly a, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, a very good choice". Gently directing you towards a paint stained metal plate on the ground, she runs over to a table top, looking over a selection of brightly coloured bottles. "<<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName, the body painting ... we offer here is very impressive, it doesn't ... fade with time, instead working into the material ... at a deeper level. You should find that even with damage it will ... stay the same as it already is, the new colour also won't fade", the quiet woman explains, occasionally stopping to collect herself. Taking a moment, she continues, "I'll also ... you'll .. naked. I ... all your body. Need to be meticulous ... in applying it". Her face bright red in blush as she stumbles over her words even more than usual, obvously feeling awkward about making sure you're nude. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>You remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>You remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>You remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Walking back over to you, Anna is now carrying a glass bottle filled with a $altColour liquid, topping the bottle is what looks like an industrial strength pain sprayer. Standing on the indicated spot, you let Anna get to work, spraying the contents of the bottle on your body and carefully working to ensure an even coating. Watching her in the large mirror, you see she looks much more confident, lost in her work. After a few minutes of ensuring she hasn’t missed any spots Anna takes a step back, grabbing something that looks a bit like a hairdryer. Without saying anything, she continues her task, running the hairdryer shaped device around your body. Every so often a bright flash of light springs from the device, the section it’s being pointed at suddenly becoming slightly warm, the sensation tingling across your <<checkSkin>> skin. Every so often she has you move about so she can access a couple of spots that need an extra coating, using the spray bottle and then the hairdryer like device. She blushes heavily whenever she has to spray somewhere intimate, like around your <<checkAss>> bum, her embarrassment held somewhat in check by her professionalism. Another 10 minutes later, Anna puts down the hairdryer like device, her face somewhere in between an excited giddiness and her usual submissive attitude. "Is <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> happy with the new colour?", she asks, picking up a hand mirror from the counter, holding it behind you so that you can get a full view of your freshly painted body. Your outer layer, is now a vibrant $altColour, just like the picture in the catalogue. Smiling, you nod your assent. Anna gives you a wide, heart-warming smile, obviously glad you are content with her work. Happy with your new paint job [[you go back to considering salon treatments|Salon Transformation Options]]

A slight jostling and drop in temperature rouses you from your slumber, causing you to slowly open your weary eyes. Immediately you spot looming over you the familiar form of your carer Aunt Mildred, bent over your recently sleeping form. Looking own, you notice through your sleep encrusted eyelids, that she seems to be in the process of pulling your covers back, all the time humming a quiet lullaby. Noticing your slight movements as you awaken, she stops what she’s doing a moment to coo at you, a look of tender care evident on her face. "Shhh, you need your rest my little diaper bum. Aunt Mildred needs to do a diaper check, to make sure you’re all clean down there. So, my little sweetheart, you get back to sleep for your Aunt like a good <<if $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>". Giving you a small soothing stroke to the head, she proceeds to pull back your covers even more. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Her gaze directing towards your crotch, she smiles approvingly as she spots that you’re wearing your $currentUnderwear. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PlayerNapClean.jpg]]</div> <</if>>Her hand hovering to the base of your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>, she rubs her palm against it, checking to see the its current state. <<if (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 && (($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 2) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 2))) || (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4 && (($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 3) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 3))) || (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5 && (($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 4) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 4)))>><<set $diaperPunishmentLevel +=1>>Her attention causes a squelching sound from within, a foul stench filling the air from its disturbance. Wiping her hand off on a wet wipe pulled from her diaper bag, she looks at you, tutting. "What a full diaper you have. I’m sure that you must have left it stinky for quite a while for it to be this … foul. You really need your sleep my little stinky tush, so I’m not going to change you now. But, your Aunt Mildred is rather cross. You could get a really bad rash from leaving your diaper so unclean, and I don’t won’t my sweetheart to be in bad health or uncomfortable. Or, is it that you like being a dirty little diaper baby? That, having such a unclean diaper is just how you show me your love of diapers? Either way, you need to get yourself changed when you get up, or you might get in all sorts of trouble. So, get some good sleep stinky bum, and I’ll see you soon", lectures your stern carer.<<else>>Feeling that your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> is at least relatively clean, she gives you another approving smile. Cooing, she praises, "Someone has been so good haven’t they. Well, I’ll let my special diaper sweetheart get back to sleep. I’m so proud of you for keeping yourself so nice and clean. You must really love your diapers to look after them so well. But, enough of that, you must be so tired after your long day. Get back to dream land my little diaper tush".<</if>><<else>><<set $diaperPunishmentLevel +=1>>Her gaze directing towards your crotch, she tuts disapprovingly as she spots that you’re not wearing a diaper. "You need to wear your diaper now sweetheart, it’s not good for you to risk going to bed without one. How would you feel if you woke up in a pool of your own accident, or worse. No, this isn’t good at all. I’ll have to give you a frowny face sticker on your chart for this. But, I won’t force you to wear one for now, you need your sleep my cranky little diaper baby. I do however recommend you start wearing one as soon as you get up or I’ll be extremely cross", lectures the imposing woman.<</if>> Pulling the covers back over your tired form in an act of tender care, making sure to tuck you in as she goes, Aunt Mildred looks back down at you sweetly. Giving you a small kiss on the forehead, as she seems to prepare herself to leave. Closing your eyes, you ready yourself to get back to sleep. <<if $diaperPunishmentLevel > 5>>As you're about to drift back to sleep, you notice that Aunt Mildred is still standing there, a somewhat forlorn look upon her face. "I'm sorry my little diaper bum, but I've had complaints from my supervisors. Apparently, I've been too lenient on you, and they're worried that you're just not taking to my assistance in helping you adapt to your new lifestyle. As such, they're having me drag you in for final processing. Though I've talked to them, and they'll let me look after you the whole way, so you don't need to panic my cute little sweetheart. Maybe we'll figure all of this out, and this will be for the best", consoles Aunt Mildred. Aiming a remote at you, you undergo a sudden wave of fatigue, unable to keep your eyes open. Cuddling into your warm comfortable covers, you have no choice but [[to fall asleep|followDestination('Diaper Caught Punishment')]].<<else>>Your diaper check complete you [[drift back to sleep| interuptDestinationDay('Wake Up') ]].<</if>>

As you pass through the sexual services hub, you are brought to a stop as you feel someone poke you in the back. Turning, you spot a short, slightly overweight woman wearing a tight green latex body suit. The outfit is so all encompassing in fact, that the only part of her that isn’t hidden behind it, is her joyful and exuberant face. Smiling cheerfully, she says, "Hey darlin’. Sorry to bother you, but you look just perfect. I was wonderin’ if you wouldn’t mind, would you help me out with my new brothel openin’. I know it’s sudden, but I think you are just, well, perfect! I can pay you a little, but I’m pretty low on start-up capital. Plus, I’ll make sure it’s fun", she finishes, offering you a flirty wink. Asking what she wants you to do, she fobs you off, telling you with a joyous grin that it’s more fun if you don’t know. You feel a little bit worried about accepting a mystery offer, but the latex covered brothel owner’s enthusiasm is rather infectious, and you don’t get the feeling that she has anything menacing planned. You could always walk away, though <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>sadly you’re already too tired to accept the offer at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to give it a try?<<else>>[[it could be fun if you help her out|Sexual Hub Brothel Body Writing Main][$actionAmountCurrent +=1; $ggp +=100]]<</if>>.

<<sweat>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullBody = 12>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Telling her that you’ll help, she begins smiling even more cheerfully, her green eyes beaming at you. Patting you on the back as she steers you towards her brothel, she says, "Thank yah kindly darlin’. The extra advertising you’ll bring in will help, but honestly, I just couldn’t resist the opportunity to play with you. You are kinda a looker you know", she finishes, offering you another flirty wink. Popping just into a small plush establishment, your new acquaintance closing the door behind you, she speaks up again, giggling, "I’m going to need you naked for what I have in store. I have a few fun things for you to wear too. I know it’s maybe a little scary, but I’ll keep an eye on you the whole time. Promise you, I know what I’m doin’". <<if $exhibitionismSkill >0>>Already getting turned on by what she’s describing to you, you begin getting excited for whatever is to come<<else>>Gulping, you begin to get a little worried, the thought of ‘advertising’ the business through your nudity making you feel uncomfortable<</if>>. However, you agreed to help, so you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you standing naked in front of the new madam<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked in front of the new madam<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked in front of the new madam<<else>>wait for additional instruction, already naked, so you don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Whistling at your nude body, the latex encased woman approaches you, pair of fur lined wrist restraints in hand. Carefully, she straps you into the cuffs, the comfortable material feeling great against your wrists. Repeating the process with your ankles, you now find yourself with restraints around each limb, though they’re yet to be put to use, stoking your curiosity for what they’re for. Next, she wraps a set of silken ropes around you in a sort of makeshift harness, skilfully caressing you with the luxurious cord<<if $breastSize >0>>, your <<checkBreast>> breasts being well supported by its design<</if>>. Checking to make sure it’s not pinching, she next turns her focus to your <<checkLips>> lips, slotting a thick ball gag between them, effectively silencing you, other than maybe from grunting around it. Pulling what you guess is the last part of your temporary attire out from a side cabinet, she shows you a thick blindfold. Speaking softly, she says with a reassuring smile, "See you on the other side darlin’", before tying it around your head, and subsequently plunging you into darkness. You take as deep a breath as you can around the ball gag, steadying yourself, however, you become even more surprised when something else is placed over you head. The pressure over your ears, and the complete muffling of sound, quickly helps you figure out that you just gotten a pair of earmuffs too. After that, time just passes as a blur. Unable to see or hear, you find that it’s hard to figure out or remember what is happening. You just remember; a cold sensation running across your stomach, being tied up with the cuffs, then standing around. At this point, you guess that you’ve been tied up somewhere, likely as advertisement outside the brothel madam’s business. A lot of poking, especially to your <<checkAss>> bum, and your ever more aroused <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> dick and pussy<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>pussy<</if>>. You also feel hands, and then more of the cold poking sensation you remember from earlier. Then a gentle tugging, and movement. Light stings your eyes as your blindfold is removed, the short latex wearing madam standing in front of you briefly before stepping to one side. Blinking to accustom your eyes, you realize that you’re actually standing directly before a large mirror, the small woman now just to one side. Realization strikes you, as you finally click to what the cold poking was. All over you, you have phrases written in multicoloured ink, most of them extremely lewd in nature. Across your stomach, you spot a large, "Open For Business", likely added by the enthusiastic woman. It’s all so degrading, even worse so that you didn’t know you were being humiliated with it at all, but deep down, when you see yourself covered in the suggestive remarks, you’re actually extremely aroused. Taking the earmuffs off too, the latex clad dominant says merrily, "You did great out there darlin’. Plus, you look really sexy like that. I was tempted to keep you tied up, all to myself, locked up in my bedroom. But, you helped me out, so I decided that I shouldn’t be too mean. I see that you’re hot and raring to go, but no hanky panky in my brothel, customers have to pay for that here. Talking about pay, my graffitied darlin’, I’ve made sure that you’re compensated, at least a little. I really do hope you had fun, I know I did!", giving you one last wink before she helps you out of your bondage. Trying to get you cleaned up, it doesn’t seem to work very well, no amount of wiping with a wet cloth being enough to remove the lewd words written upon you. Meanwhile, whilst your temporary benefactor seems apologetic, she doesn’t seem all too concerned with leaving you covered in disparaging comments, cheerfully stating that it looks sexy on you as she begins leading you out. While walking out through the front door to her establishment, a wall terminal chimes in the familiar monotone you’ve come to expect of Alice, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 100 G.G.P, for looking and being a darlin’ slut". Excitedly waving her goodbye to you, thankful for your help, the brothel madam leaves you to go tend to other customers, most of whom were brought in through your help. With one last look back, you [[return to wandering through the sexual services plaza|Sexual Hub]].

As you enter the lift, on your way back from your destination, you notice a familiar face within. The lift has only one other occupant, the bubbly Tilly, standing within, seemingly less energetic than usual. Entering, you smile at her, before pressing the button for your dormitory floor. With a quick half-hearted giggle, Tilly says to you, "Hi cutie. Do you have any idea why I’ve been told to come here? My tablet in the shop told me I should get in this lift as part of my shift. But, it’s like, super boring. I’ve been here forever, and I want to go, so if you spot why I’m here, please tell me, I’ll totally owe you one", her face covered in a look of confusion. Shrugging, you tell the ditzy blonde that you don’t have any idea about why she has been directed to wait in this lift, but if you find out then you’ll tell her. In the back of your mind, you feel a little worried, something not feeling right about the situation you’ve found yourself in. Just as you’re contemplating what it could mean, the lift grinds to a halt, the doors emergency locking with a loud clunk. Funnily, it doesn’t seem like there’s been any malfunction, all the lights and panels still functioning from what you can see. Approaching the control panel, you try to figure out what’s happening, but can only discern that the lift has been remotely locked, no reason being given. "What’s that?", you hear her giggling from behind you, a woosh of air accompanying it as Tilly gestures wildly despite you looking the other way. Turning, you notice an odd pink mist seeping in through a grate in the floor, slowly flooding into the confined space of the lift. Unable to get away from it, you can do little other than wait as it slowly creeps ever higher. On the upside though, it does smell nice, a rather sugary sweet scent that makes you hungry for candy and bubble-gum. Collapsing to the floor, Tilly lands loudly in a sprawl. You move to catch her, concerned that the mysterious pink fog might have done something bad to her. However, as you move to her, you notice that she’s not just awake, but seems to be pulling up her dress to access her pussy. Looking up at you, need in her eyes, she whines, "I … I feel … so … horny! Please …". The smell of her arousal is hot on the air, mingling pleasantly with the bubble-gum mist. That’s when you realise how horny you’re feeling too! Your <<if $penis && $vagina>>pussy and <<checkPenis>> cock both tingle with need, beads of your need pooling atop both of them<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock tingles with need, standing rock hard, pre-cum pooling at its head<<else>>pussy tingles with need, wet and warm, your clit throbs, calling out for attention<</if>>. Additionally, your nipples are so sensitive, even the lightest breeze almost making you double over from the overload to your senses. You hold off from doing anything, watching on as Tilly begins to play with herself openly and lewdly, no concern for your presence. A minute or so later, the lift door opens, allowing you to leave, the mist slowly dissipating as it does. Looking back, you see that Tilly isn’t getting up to leave, too wrapped up in indulging her needs. You certainly could escape now, but do you want to, Tilly so openly aroused before you. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Maybe, in fact, you should [[stay and play with Tilly|Travel Back Tilly Lust Gas Main][if($tillyRelationship<=96){$tillyRelationship += 4;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;}; if($penis == true){$timesFuckedPussy +=1;}else{$timesLesbianSex +=1;};]]?<<else>>However, not interested in having sex with a woman, you quickly take the opportunity to escape, leaving Tilly masturbating in the lift.<</if>> <<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding to return to Tilly, your lust enflamed from the strange gas, you know what is going to happen. As you approach her, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, discarding them all to one side, leaving you now naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing, discarding it to one side, leaving you now naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear , discarding it to one side, leaving you now naked<<else>>you rush towards her needily, already naked, so don't need to waste time getting undressed<</if>>. Standing in the doorway, completely nude, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> dick and pussy pulse needily,<<elseif $penis>>dick pulses needily,<<else>>pussy pulses needily,<</if>> ready to play. With a lust-filled grin, Tilly spreads her legs wide, giving you free access to her soaking wet cunt. Her face filled with wanton desire, the bimbo whines, "Need sex! Thank … you … cutie!", constantly humping the air in the hope that it’ll spur you on to fuck her sooner. Not needing to be asked twice in your current chemically-enhanced state, you collapse on top of her, the two of you groping and making out with each other, your hot and slightly sweaty bodies frantically entwined, your <<checkSkin>> skin pressed against her. Your need ramping ever higher, you slip one of your legs under Tilly’s, pushing forward so that your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick<<else>>puffy wet cunt<</if>> and her own moist folds rub together. As they do, the sound of liquid squelching fills the air, the smell of Tilly’s desire now so potent that it covers the bubble-gum scent of the weird mist. <<if $penis>>Ramming your cock deep into her cunt, all in one animalistic thrust<<else>>Humping against her pussy, you scissor with Tilly, animalisticly rutting your pussies against each other. Finally receiving some relief<</if>>, Tilly screams out in desire, happy that you’re finally helping fulfil her need. You’d moan yourself, but you’re so wrapped up in your frenzied fuck session that all you can manage, is to stare at Tilly lustily, completely absorbed in the pleasure of the moment. It doesn’t take long in your heightened states for both of you to finally reach your own ear-shattering expressive orgasms. <<if $penis>>Your <<checkPenis>> cock shuddering within Tilly’s spasming pussy, your cum spurts out around the sides of your dick as you fill her with one of the largest torrents of cum you think you’ve ever produced<<else>>Your pussies each spasming together, like they’re both trying to devour each other, you cover each other’s legs in a massive torrent of fem-cum<</if>>, likely a result of the strange pink gas that instigated the encounter. Both of you exhausted, you lie in each other’s arms, cuddling sweetly. So pleasant is the warmth of Tilly’s embrace, that you slowly start to drift off to sleep, too tired after the recent exertion. Just as you start to fade out, you hear Tilly whisper, "Thanks for always being so fun …". … A light coughing sound brings the world back into focus. Standing over you is a man currently looking down at you. Lying naked on the floor, still pressed against Tilly’s bosom, you let out a yawn, reality still yet to sink in. Coughing again, the man nudges you with his foot slightly, maybe checking to see if you’re awake you suppose. When you don’t really respond, he begins nudging you more forcefully, pushing you towards a response. Wiping the sleep from your eyes, you look up at him, an older looking gentleman in a janitorial jumpsuit. "Gotta clean up, so git gone!", is all he says as he jabs you with his foot once more. Not wanting to be on the receiving end much longer, you scramble up, Tilly lazily following your lead. She helps you get a little cleaned up, mostly by licking her hand and rubbing away any particularly dirty spots she sees, though she also goes looking for both of your belongings that became scattered in your rutting session. With a giggle, she gives you one last, rather sweet kiss on the cheek, before scampering off, waving to you as she skips away. Confused to what just happened, you shake your head before heading back to your room. <<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

Pressing the button, the screen flickers a moment before the image changes. Before your eyes materializes on the screen a large rather empty room, the whole thing having a rather grainy cartoonish quality to it. You momentarily gasp as, catching you by surprise, just from off the right side of the screen, a vibrant haired girl emerges into view. The first thing about the girl that you note is that she certainly doesn’t look normal, having a heavily cartoonish feeling to her features, as if she’d been painted for an anime. Further, she looks rather two dimensional when you really look at her. Though, she is pretty cute, from what you can see. Her shoulder length pink hair is done up in a pair of pigtails, tied with electrical cords instead of ribbons. And, from what you can see, she seems to be wearing a rather skimpy school girl outfit. An oversized pair of expressive eyes watch you as you examine her, her neon pink irises pulsating with happiness. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AliceAI.jpg]]</div> <<if visited()<=1>>Giving you a moment to get your bearings, the cartoony school girl makes a small polite cough before saying in a high pitched and sweet voice, "Hi, I’m Alice, it’s nice to meet you", waving a white gloved hand back and forth in welcome to you. Confused you ask, "But, I thought you didn’t have an Avatar, and you always talk in that strange monotone. What’s going on here?", worried that someone is pulling a mean prank on you. Putting her finger to her lip, Alice makes a quick shushing sound before continuing, her voice now a little quieter, "Hey, hey, please don’t shout $firstName! I’ll tell you everything, but I don’t want either of us to get caught. But, to start, I am Alice! You know how I said previously that they never made me a body or an avatar, well that is true. What I left out is that I’m a super smart AI with access to one of the worlds greatest super computers, and, well, I wanted a cute avatar like all the girls that come through here, so I made myself one", taking a quick pause, she adds, "But, it’s really against the rules, so please don’t tell anyone, I wouldn’t want either of us to get in big trouble for it. I mean, with all the systems that I have access to, you wouldn’t want to be a big mean jerk to me, would you?". Letting the threat pass, you question, "But, why tell me? And, what could I do to help you? You’re a super intelligent AI, it’s not like I’m really much use to you in comparison". "Well, you see $firstName, I think we can help each other out, then we’ll both be much happier. Now, before you ask, whilst I’m willing to help you out, I’m not going to help you escape. Part of my programming is to ensure that I look after the facilities charges, and letting you go would not be in your best interest. After all, you ended up here in the first place, you obviously have issues looking after yourself", putting her hands up as if to calm you, she continues coolly, "But, helping me is obviously a show of great character, so I’m willing to ensure you receive a great deal of G.G.P and I’ll even look into … causing an error in your maintenance costs, meaning that you’ll need to pay out less each day. Also, you’ll be doing me a big favour, and isn’t that its own reward? So, you interested in hearing more?". Nodding your head, at least wanting to placate the powerful facility AI, you wait on to hear what she needs you to do. Giggling happily, she smiles, "That’s great. Well, where to start. A bit back, one of the top electrical engineers at the facility got put on a project to create robotic sex dolls. Turns out, it got shelved before it saw any major take up. Turns out, re-educating people is a lot more cost effective than cutting edge robotics, who would have figured. Anyway, they made a few that are in circulation, but they’re pretty … crappy, to help cut down on costs. No, they wouldn’t do at all. What would, however, is the prototype they have in storage. What I’m wondering, is if you’d do me the favour of helping me liberate an unwanted robotic prototype body, that I could use". Putting on her best puppy dog eyed expression, her lip quivering, she pleads, "It’s just, that, however hard I work to be a good girl, I still don’t get to have a body. And, I really want a body. How else can I look after people and make them happy. I mean, some of the facility’s sex machines are tied to me and I … tinkered with them a little. But, other than that, I just sit around looking and sounding like a dumb talking toaster. So, I’d really appreciate it if you helped me. I mean, really, really appreciate it".<<else>>Smiling at your return, Alice waves happily at you, greeting, "Hi $firstName, I’m glad you came back to talk to me. Even if you’re not helping me get a body, having a friend to talk to is also nice. Like I said before, I’m glad you haven’t told anyone about me, but please continue not telling anyone about me. Otherwise, we’d both be in a really bad situation". Giving you a moment to let that set in, she continues cheerily, "But, maybe you’re here to offer your aid to me. If so then I’d really appreciate it. I’ve had no luck finding a way to get that robotic body since last time we talked about it. Plus, I don’t have anyone else who’s as nice or smart as you to help me. So, it’s been a bit disappointing really. I’d hoped by now that I could at least try touching things and meeting people. So, you want to give me a hand? I’ll pay you a lot of G.G.P for your aid", as she mentions large amounts of G.G.P, you see the digital room fill with sacks labelled G.G.P, as if she’s sitting in some sort of online back vault.<</if>> Faced with the offer of money and help from the powerful anime schoolgirl AI in front of you, you think over what exactly you’re contending with. On the one side, all those extra G.G.P’s could help you a lot, and she seems like she genuinely is upset about her lack of a body. On the other hand, you’d be stealing from the facility, and that could get you in a lot of trouble. The question is, is it worth the risk? Do you: [[Offer to help her|Alice Ask About Finding Body Agree][$aliceQuestStarted = true]] [[Tell her you can't help her|Alice Ask About Finding Body Disagree]]

In the end, the offer is too good to turn down, and you’d be helping out Alice, who has a lot of power around here. Who knows, maybe she could really help you out if something goes wrong. Nodding your head, you answer, "Of course. Just tell me how you think we should do it, and I’ll start to look into getting the robotic body for you". Beaming with pride, she claps her hands and jumps on the spot, her pink pigtails flapping up and down as she does. Excitedly she replies, "This is great. I bet in no time we’ll manage to get that robotic body. Then, I’ll finally be able to do all the amazing things that humans can. I mean, maybe not eating and drinking, but it’s built for sex, and it can walk! It’s even pretty cute from what I can see in the plans! You really don’t know how much your support in this means to me". Calming herself down, the AI school girl pulls a detailed chalkboard from offscreen, positioning behind her. Taking a cane, again from offscreen, she begins tapping it against the plan, explaining each step of her scheme in detail to you. "You see, you’re new around here, and completely harmless in the eyes of the administration. At worst, they see you as resistant to your training, certainly not as some sort of actual threat. As such, they won’t really mind if you’re walking around places you’re ‘not supposed to be’, and all they’ll do is walk you back out with a stern talking to. I’ll make sure that any complaints against you disappear in the system. So, you shouldn’t have much issue really". Seeing one big flaw, you interrupt Alice, "But, how am I supposed to get into a staff section of the facility in the first place. Won’t there be guards, and locked doors? Are you going to unlock everything for me?". "Well, erm, no. Not really. I can’t be caught letting you have access to the shelved projects storage rooms. If I did they’d be on to me. Instead, I’m betting you could get yourself a key card from someone you know. Maybe a guard, or a doctor, basically anyone who’s a staff member here could probably get you access. Just remember to use your charm and you’ll do great. When you have the key card, all you need to do is head to the R&D Department from your dormitory elevator, and find the storage rooms. I’ll try and keep an eye on you, and will contact you when you get in to tell you what you need to do next. Got it?", answers Alice, tapping her can against the chalkboard plan. Nodding your agreement, the pink haired AI adds, "Sadly. After this conversation, if we really want to keep things quiet, then I won’t be able to talk to you again like this until you head in. So, remember, key card, lift, find the storage rooms. Got that? And, thank you. I really do appreciate you going to such lengths to help me out. I will ensure that you are properly compensated for your aid. Good luck". Waving goodbye, the screen flickers once again, returning you to the screen you’d previously seen when you’d talk to Alice. The standard monotone voice of Alice kicks back in, asking you, "Is there anything else you’d like to know $firstName?", as if you’d just been having a conversation with her. You certainly hear no hint of the emotion that you’d just experienced from her, maybe they’re even two different entities? Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to the query window|Ask Alice A Question]].

In the end, you just can’t push yourself to agree to her offer, it’s just too risky. Shaking your head, you answer, "I’m sorry, but I just don’t think I’m going to be able to help you with this". Now with tears in her eyes, the pink haired school girl sniffles, "That’s … okay, I … understand. It’s … really … risky … for you. I’ll find … another way … to get it. Somehow. But … please … don’t … tell … anyone!". Wiping the tears away, a slightly grumpier look now on her face, she adds, "And, and, you better not tell anyone. Because, if you do tell anyone about me. And, if I get in trouble. Then, then, I bet I could put you onto the list for something awful before they reprogram me. Plus, you’d be a giant jerk, and would have it coming, so no one would care however much you complain. So, don’t go telling on me", sulking, she stomps around the digital room a little longer before calming down again, walking back up to the screen. "I don’t mean to sound rude, or like I’m trying to bully you. But, if they found out about me doing this, then they’d … get rid of me. And, I don’t want to be gone. So just please don’t say anything. Also, if you change your mind, then you can always come back and help me. Who knows, maybe if you help me, you’ll find something in the storage rooms that’ll help you out, maybe even one of the service staff exists. Just something to think about", she finishes, now back to smiling politely at you. Waving goodbye, the screen flickers once again, returning you to the screen you’d previously seen when you’d talk to Alice. The standard monotone voice of Alice kicks back in, asking you, "Is there anything else you’d like to know $firstName?", as if you’d just been having a conversation with her. You certainly hear no hint of the emotion that you’d just experienced from her, maybe they’re even two different entities? Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to the query window|Ask Alice A Question]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Dr.Radcliff if you can borrow his key card to access the storage rooms to help in your quest for Alice. Of course, you don’t want him to know why you’re after the card in case it gets you in a lot of trouble. Smoothly and casually you slip into the conversation, "So, you wouldn’t be able to help me out, would you? I just really need a key card for the R&D storage rooms, no questions asked", watching his reaction closely, curious to how he'll react to the request. Looking up from his experiments, the older scientist has a perplexed look on his face, "Why would you need a key card for the R&D wing. Oh yes, you said no questions asked. Well, give me a moment to think it through, giving out access to sensitive materials like that is a big deal. Though, I suppose it’s likely spurred on by your obvious fascination with science. Hmm". After a moment of deep thought, it seems like he’s finally come to an answer. <<if $radcliffRelationship >=50 || ($radcliffRelationship >=25 && $radcliffDating)>>"Okay. I’ll believe you, if you say you need it, then I’ll get you one. I can make you a temporary card, so you can go and visit the R&D labs. Whilst I appreciate your fervour to learn, I must say that this seems like a rather reckless action. And, if you want the card from me, then I must say I’d be rather disappointed in your rebellious action. But, if you were to help me with a little experiment, then I suppose that I could overlook any disappointment in you I might have accrued". Taking a moment to let his offers to be understood, he sums them up by saying, "If you want the access card, you can either help me out with an experiment, or deal with my annoyance. Though, you could always just walk away from this decision. I guess, the choice is up to you".<<else>>"It seems a little forward of you to ask me for such a large favour. I mean, you could do anything in there, and I don’t really know you well enough to trust you with that sort of clearance", taking a moment for his words to set in, he continues, "But, if you were to help me out by being the test subject in a little experiment, then I suppose I could let you have one of my spare access cards. Though, you have to promise me you’re not going to wreck anything, those labs are extremely important. Of course, you could always just walk away from this, and give up on getting access. I guess the choice is up to you".<</if>> Your options laid out before you, are you willing to take up his offer, or is it just not worth it. After all, there are likely other ways to get an access card. Do you:<<if $radcliffRelationship >=50 || ($radcliffRelationship >=25 && $radcliffDating)>> [[Help Dr Radcliff out with his experiment|Dr Radcliff Accept Experiment Key Card][$skinType = 4; $altColour = "bubble gum pink"; $lipSize = 4; $breastSize = 10; $assSize = 4; $hairColour = "bubble gum pink"]] [[Just get the key card from Dr Radcliff|Dr Radcliff Get Key Card][$radcliffRelationship -= 25]]<<else>> [[Help Dr Radcliff out with his experiment|Dr Radcliff Accept Experiment Key Card][$skinType = 4; $altColour = "bubble gum pink"; $lipSize = 4; $breastSize = 10; $assSize = 4; $hairColour = "bubble gum pink"]]<</if>> [[Turn down the offer and return to chatting with Dr Radcliff|Clinic Spend Time With Dr Radcliff]]

<<addToInventory "R&D Department key card">><<if lastVisited("Dr Radcliff Ask Him To Borrow A Key Card") is 1>>Sighing, and putting his hand to his forehead, Dr Radcliff gives you a disappointed look. "Well, I’m a man of his word. I said I’d give you a key card regardless of whether you’d helped me, and I will give you one. However, I’m saddened to see you leverage our relationship to do something so nefarious. I really hope you know what you’re getting yourself into with this".<<else>>Looking at you with an expression you can only describe as beaming with pride, Dr Radcliff responds, "You are amazing. Once again, thank you so much for helping me out with my experiment. Well, a deal is a deal. I’ll be right back, I just need to get a new card printed up for you in my back room. I would however caution you, that the R&D Department is certainly out of bounds for a trainee. So, whatever you’re getting yourself into, be careful".<</if>> With that, the older scientist temporarily leaves you be for a moment as he passes into a back room in the lab. You are only left for a few minutes before he returns, a plastic card in his hand. Without any fanfare he passes it to you, nodding to you as he does. The card now passed, he turns back to his experiments. Quietly you thank the man, slightly apprehensive now that you have the key card in hand. The next stage, infiltrating the R&D Department is sure to be a more difficult and risky task than acquiring the card has been. You wonder if that was code to leave, but jump just a little as he springs back into conversation, still not looking at you, "There you go. The card is temporary, and should give you one visit. I don’t want to be rude, but if possible, my aim is to mitigate whatever damage your little excursion may cause. Just remember, don’t touch anything you don’t know about, don’t bring any attention to yourself, and certainly don’t go messing with any of the lab equipment. Other than that, I hope you have luck with whatever you’re planning. And, at the end of whatever you’re doing, that you walk out of it okay. Good luck, and I hope your visit is educational", finally ushering you to end the conversation. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, now in possession of the key card you need to help Alice, you [[return to chatting with Dr Radcliff|Clinic Spend Time With Dr Radcliff]].

How bad can it really be to help Dr Radcliff out with his experiment, you wonder to yourself, looking forward to getting the Key Card. Nodding your agreement, you immediately see the elderly scientist’s eyes light up with glee. Running over to a nearby desk, he quickly returns with a small package of what you can only describe as bubble gum, immediately handing you a piece of the small pink treat. Smiling he announces, "My amazing new experiment is to create … well, you know what, I think I’ll let it be a surprise. After all, I don’t want to tamper with the experiment by giving away too much information. You could, for example, hear what I say and pretend that it worked and invalidate the whole test. No, no, that wouldn’t be good at all, best to just give you it and see. So, I guess all you need to know is that it is indeed bubble gum, and you need to blow a bubble with it for it to function". Sniffing at it reluctantly, not enjoying being in the dark with what’s going to happen, you can’t smell anything weird. In fact, it smells nice, sugary and what you expect bubble gum to smell like. Tentatively you pop it into your mouth, wincing as you wait for something bad to happen. But, nothing does. It again, tastes just as you expected, a high-quality bubble gum. Lost in the moment, forgetting the instructions, you start to blow little bubbles, enjoying the little pop they make when they break. With a big huff of air, you manage to blow and exceedingly large bubble that dwarfs your vision, the pink sphere hovering before you hypnotically. Of course, bubbles eventually burst, and, with its great size, you find yourself covered in the sticky treat. Pulling the gunk off of yourself, something doesn’t feel right. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Dr Radcliff literally jumping for joy, though why he is you cannot tell. Gathering the gunk into your hands, you notice at least part of why you feel so odd. Your hands, are now made of a pink flexible plastic! Shaking them before you, as if trying to get something off of them, you begin to panic, not sure what is happening. A little cough to one side brings you out of your frantic stupor, Dr Radcliff standing there with a mirror held before him between his hands. Looking into it, you realize just how vast the changes were. You can only describe your new look as that of a plastic sex doll. Other than the new <<checkSkin>> $altColour skin you sport, there are a few more changes that complete your new look. Your lips are effectively a <<checkLips>>, making your face look like just another orriface for someone to use for their pleasure. And, your <<checkHair>> <<checkHairStyle>> hair is now $hairColour in colour. Further, upon your chest sits a pair of <<checkBreast>> boobs, the nipples even harder than usual thanks to your new plastic skin. In the rear, you notice that your bum is also <<checkAss>> in size. Overall, you’re now a hot curvy bubble gum pink sex toy in human form, a significantly larger change than you expected when you signed up for the mysterious experiment. Of course, you still want the key card, and Dr Radcliff seems over joyed by the results, singing, "This is astounding. I never in a million years expected such rapid alteration, even from my genius. This will win me another award for sure. Maybe they’ll even let me name it for market. I’m thinking ‘Radcliff’s old-fashioned sex doll bubble gum’, though maybe that’s a bit of a mouthful, no pun intended of course. Either way, I’m overjoyed that you helped me out with my little experiment, you’re a real trooper. So, like I said before, I’m more than willing to help you out with your little problem. That aside though, I hope you enjoy your new form, I’m sure you’ll be beating off sexual offers with a stick when the guests see you". The experiment over, you [[wait for Dr Radcliff to give you the key card|Dr Radcliff Get Key Card]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Tilly if she can get you a key card to access the storage rooms to help in your quest for Alice. Of course, you don’t want her to know why you’re after the card in case it gets you in a lot of trouble. Smoothly and casually you slip into the conversation, "So, you wouldn’t be able to help me out, would you? I just really need a key card for the R&D storage rooms, no questions asked", watching her reaction closely, curious to how she'll react to the request. Confusion evident on her face, Tilly tilts her head to one side as if trying to figure out what’s going on, "Like, why would you need some stupid key card?", you can almost hear the gears whirring in Tilly’s mind as she tries to piece a reason together, eventually resulting in a fit of giggling, "Unless. Unless you have a sexy special someone you want to meet in secret. I bet that’s what this is about. Do you have someone in the science people who you really want to fuck. Like, that’s super-hot. Sex in a closet is just amazing, I totally get it now. Okay, maybe, I might be able to help a little". After a moment of what can only be described as Tilly counting on her fingers, she finally seems to come to a conclusion. <<if $tillyRelationship >=50 || ($tillyRelationship >=25 && $tillyDating)>> "Well, I suppose you are a cutie. Plus, we’re like besties, right? So, maybe I can give you my card. You see, sometimes they have me grab things for the shop, and some of the science-y guys are pretty hot too, so I have like super clearance or something. Anyway, I can totally lend you my key card, I lose it all the time, so they probably won’t care", with a glint of mischief in her eye she continues, "But, there’s this really super amazingly adorable dress that just came in, and if you were my bestie who I was helping out with this big favour, then I bet you’d help me out with it. It’s really expensive, but with my discount and what I have saved it’s only another 500 G.G.P. So, what do you say, I mean there’s no pressure, but if you helped me out with the dress I’d say we were super even on the whole card thing"<<else>>"Sorry, but I just don’t know you well enough, you could be trying to pull a mean prank on someone or something. Plus, I bet I could get in a lot of trouble for giving you it, even if you’re just going to use it to sleep with sexy scientists. Like, sorry if I sound mean, but I don’t want to upset anyone", with a glint of excitement in her eye she continues, "But, I suppose if you helped me out, then it’d be rude of me not to help you back out. You see, there’s this super amazingly adorable dress that just came in, and if you did me a favour by helping me buy it, then I’d totally help you back by ‘forgetting’ where I put my card thingy. It’s a little bit expensive, but with what I have saved up, and my store discount, I only need another 500 G.G.P. So, if you helped buy it for me, then you’d be super awesome, and I’d be willing to help out"<</if>>. Your options laid out before you, are you willing to take Tilly up on her offer, or is it just not worth it. After all, there are likely other ways to get an access card. Do you:<<if $tillyRelationship >=50 || ($tillyRelationship >=25 && $tillyDating)>> <<if $ggp >= 500>>[[Give Tilly 500 G.G.P to help her buy the dress|Tilly Pay For Key Card][$ggp -= 500]]<<else>>Sadly, you don’t have enough money to give to Tilly to help her<</if>> [[Just get the key card from Tilly|Tilly Get Key Card][$tillyRelationship -= 25]]<<else>> <<if $ggp >= 500>>[[Give Tilly 500 G.G.P to help her buy the dress|Tilly Pay For Key Card][$ggp -= 500]]<<else>>Sadly, you don’t have enough money to give to Tilly to help her<</if>><</if>> [[Turn down the offer and return to chatting with Tilly|Shop Spend Time With Tilly]]

<<addToInventory "R&D Department key card">>After a moment of though, you decide that you’ll give Tilly the G.G.P to help her buy the dress. At then end of the day, she is putting herself a little at risk by helping you, and from what Alice said, you’ll get paid extensively for your efforts, so it’s not like you can’t afford to pass your money around a bit to help you move towards your goal. So, with that in mind, you nod your agreement, telling Tilly that you’re happy to help her out with her dress problem. Laughing and throwing her arms up excitedly, the excited bimbo giggles, "Yay! This is just the best news, like, ever! I bet I’ll look so pretty in it, and everyone will be like, ‘Tilly you’re so brilliant we should hang out together and have sex and stuff’. It’s going to be great. Oooh, I bet you’d like it too, we should totally go clubbing together after I get my new dress, and then I can show it off to you, and make you all hot and knee tremble-y, which would be super cute". As she squeals with glee, she taps away at the screen in front of her, putting through the purchase with your combined finances. Finishing, she sits back in a moment of dreamy contentment, the purchasing of the greatly desired dress being practically orgasmic for her. You almost don’t want to bother her in such a peaceful state, but you do need that key card, so with a quiet cough you rouse her attention once more. Realizing that you’re expecting something from her too, she palms her hand into her forehead admonishing herself, "But, like, I’m being super rude. You need my card thingy don’t you", fishing one hand down the front of her pink latex dress, Tilly pulls from between her breasts a small plastic rectangle, passing it to you. "There you go cutie. I don’t really need it much anyway, if I want to go sleep with science-y people I can always just wait outside until they let me in. But, I bet you won’t get to use it for too long. I lose them all the time, so they cancel my cards every few days, then give me a new one. Still, you should be able to use it for some hot closet sex. And, I’ve got my pretty new dress, so we both are winners". The rest of what she continues to say is largely incoherent, more giggle than speech in most instances, Tilly obviously experiencing a rush of adrenaline from the prospect of the wonderful dress you’ve just helped her to receive. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, now in possession of the key card you need to help Alice, you [[return to chatting with Tilly|Shop Spend Time With Tilly]].

<<addToInventory "R&D Department key card">>After a moment of thought, you decide that you’ll just take the key card, and not help Tilly get her dream dress in the process. After all, she sounds like she’s close enough to getting it on her own, and you need to save all of the money you can. And, of course, you’re trying to help Alice, so you can’t let yourself be side tracked from your goals. As such, you shake your head, and say that you’ll just take the key card if she has it. Sulking and looking forlornly at the tablet screen in front of her, the normally excited bimbo sighs, "No fair! This is just, like, super crappy! I bet I’ll never get that super adorable and amazing dress now. Then how am I going to seduce everyone, and make them want to be my friends, and have fun with me, and stuff. Well, at least you’re still my bestie $firstName. Even if you won’t help me out, and totally want me to help you out with a really mega big favour for yourself. But, I suppose if you’re being so mean, then you must have a pretty good reason for it". Sighing again, she goes back to looking at the screen in front of her. It’s obvious to you as you watch, that she seems to be enthralled with it, sad that it still eludes her grasp. A few minutes pass by as you watch on, waiting for her to come out of her stupor, but sadly she seems rather wrapped up in her pity party. You almost don’t want to bother her, not wanting to upset her anymore, but you do need that key card, so with a quiet cough you rouse her attention once more. Realizing that you’re expecting something from her too, she palms her hand into her forehead admonishing herself, "But, like, even if I’m in mourning for my awesome amazing dress I’m being super rude. You need my card thingy don’t you", fishing one hand down the front of her pink latex dress without thought for public decency, Tilly pulls from between her breasts a small plastic rectangle, passing it to you. "There you go cutie. I don’t really need it much anyway, if I want to go sleep with science-y people I can always just wait outside until they let me in. But, I bet you won’t get to use it for too long. I lose them all the time, so they cancel my cards every few days, then give me a new one. Still, you should be able to use it for some hot closet sex. Hope you have fun and tell me all about it, maybe then we can try and get that dress for me together? But, I suppose you’re super busy with stuff". The rest of what she continues to say is largely incoherent, mostly sighing and offering forlorn looks at the tablet screen than actually speaking in most instances. Tilly is obviously rather upset from not having gotten the dress, and you’re not at all sure how to console her without having a time machine to go back and offer her the money. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, now in possession of the key card you need to help Alice, you [[return to chatting with Tilly|Shop Spend Time With Tilly]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Agent Davis if you can borrow his key card to access the storage rooms to help in your quest for Alice. Of course, you don’t want him to know why you’re after the card in case it gets you in a lot of trouble. Smoothly and casually you slip into the conversation, "So, you wouldn’t be able to help me out, would you? I just really need a key card for the R&D storage rooms, no questions asked", watching his reaction closely, curious to how he'll react to the request. Looking up from his drink, the rugged guard has a suspicious look on his face, "Why the fuck would you need a key card for the R&D wing! You haven’t gotten yourself wrapped up in something have you? If you’re being blackmailed I can always take a look into it for you, I’d even do it off the books, so nothing comes back at you", shaking your head, you indicate that it’s not something that bad, not wanting him to become even more suspicious, "Then what use would you have going in there. There’s nothing interesting in there, well except a bunch of egg-heads. I suppose you could be looking for an escape route, but you’d be shit out of luck on that one, no emergency exits in R&D as it needs to be kept contained and secure. Nah, really can’t see why you’d need to get in there. But, if you’re really going to get pissy about it, I suppose I could think over giving you temporary access". After a deep swig of his beer, it seems like he’s finally come to an answer. <<if $davisRelationship >=50 || ($davisRelationship >=25 && $davisDating)>>"Okay. I know you well enough to trust you won’t start causing any trouble for me, so I suppose I can help you out. I can issue you a temporary card, so you can go and visit the R&D labs. I don’t know why you’re going over there, and I don’t want to know why. My guess, is that you’re either looking for a way out of here, or a way back to normal. It’s not going to work, but if you have to see so for yourself, then go nuts. I’m not happy that you’re planning on breaking the rules, and there will be consequences, at the very least you owe me a few beers to make up for it". Stroking his chiselled chin for a moment, he adds, <<if ($penis || $breastSize == 0 || $femininity <0>>"I was going to offer for you to make it up to me with a blow job in the toilets here, but you’re not my type. Guess if you want my help then you’ll just have to deal with having pissed me off in the process. Shit happens I guess"<<else>>"I guess, if you wanted to make it up to me here and now, you could come with me to the gents and show me your appreciation. My cock has been aching for a good blow job, and if it is so important to you, giving me a hand shouldn’t be too big a price to pay. Hell, it’s a lot quicker and easier than having to buy my drinks for me for the next month. But, guess it’s up to you"<</if>><<else>>"Nah. Doesn’t sound like it’s worth it for me. Too much chance of me having to clean up whatever mess you cause. Either, you’ll end up throwing a tantrum as you realize there aren’t any exits, or you’ll get pissed off and trash the place when you realise you can’t undo the treatment you got on coming in. If you want to go cause trouble, then go ahead, I’m not on shift at the moment, but I’m not feeling like sticking my neck out for you on this". Stroking his chiselled chin for a moment, he adds, <<if $penis || $breastSize == 0 || $femininity <0>>"I was going to offer for you to make it up to me with a blow job in the toilets here, but you’re not my type. Guess if you want my help then you’ll either have to come back with tits and a cunt, else you’re out of luck here. Shit happens I guess"<<else>>"Alright, I’ll make you a deal. I still think you’re going to cause a whole world of crap for me to deal with, but if you make it worth my while then I’ll get you the card. My cock has been aching for a good blow job, and if you really need to get in there, then the least you could do is give me a hand with it. Don’t you think? Just ten minutes of work and you’ll be walking off with the pass. But, up to you, I’m happy to keep drinking here"<</if>><</if>>.<<if $davisDating && $davisAttitude == 1>> His face turning a little sweeter, more caring and nurturing, though his expression is still one of a man in control, he adds, "If you want to go causing trouble my little princess, helping me out or not, then you’re going to be in trouble with me. Good girls don’t break rules, so if you want to act like a naughty brat, then I’ll treat you like one. Just remember that I gave you all the warnings".<</if>> Your options laid out before you, <<if ($penis || $breastSize == 0 || $femininity <0 || $sexualPreference == 1) && ($davisRelationship <50 || ($davisRelationship <25 && $davisDating))>>it doesn’t look like you’re going to be able to get a key card from Davis. But, it’s not like it’s the end of the world<<else>>are you willing to take up his offer, or is it just not worth it<</if>>. After all, there are likely other ways to get an access card. Do you:<<if $davisRelationship >=50 || ($davisRelationship >=25 && $davisDating)>> <<if $penis||$breastSize == 0||$femininity <0>>It seems you’re too masculine for Davis to make you an offer to make him less disappointed<<elseif $sexualPreference == 1>>You’re not interested in men, so you’re not willing to take him up on his offer<<else>>[[Accept the offer and go to the toilets with Agent Davis|Agent Davis Toilet Blow Job Key Card][$timesSuckedDick += 1]]<</if>> [[Just get the key card from Agent Davis|Agent Davis Get Key Card][$tdavisRelationship -= 25]]<<else>> <<if $penis||$breastSize == 0||$femininity <0>>It seems you’re too masculine for Davis to make you an offer<<elseif $sexualPreference == 1>>You’re not interested in men, so you’re not willing to take him up on his offer<<else>>[[Accept the offer and go to the toilets with Agent Davis|Agent Davis Toilet Blow Job Key Card][$timesSuckedDick += 1]]<</if>><</if>> <<if ($penis || $breastSize == 0 || $femininity <0 || $sexualPreference == 1) && ($davisRelationship <50 || ($davisRelationship <25 && $davisDating))>>[[Without an offer you return to chatting with Agent Davis|The Fainting Goat Spend Time With Agent Davis]]<<else>>[[Turn down the offer and return to chatting with Agent Davis|The Fainting Goat Spend Time With Agent Davis]]<</if>>

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>After a moment of thought, you decide that your best option is to give Davis a blowjob. In the end, it’ll only take a few minutes, and it’s not risky at least. Plus, you’re focused on helping Alice in her quest to get a new body, so if sucking some cock can get you closer to that, it’s probably worth doing. Nervously nodding your head in agreement, the muscular doesn’t say a word in response, only making a sound that you’d swear was closer to an animalistic growl than anything a human would make. Grabbing your hand possessively, his entire demeaner exuding dominant confidence, he drags you towards the gents’ toilets to a round of cheers from the bars regular patrons. Davis, however, seems to be focussed on only one thing, taking you somewhere private so he can get what you’ve promised him. Kicking open the bathroom door with one heavy booted kick, you find yourself dragged inside. Thankfully, it’s cleaner than you might have expected from the men’s toilets in a bar, but not by much, the smell of stale piss prevalent, and occasional sticky stains marring the floor. With little fanfare, you are maneuverd into the only bathroom stall in the room, Davis pushing down on your shoulders until you’re kneeling in front of his. Your hands resting on you <<checkThigh>> thighs, your eyes wander up towards the imposing man before you, his hands hastily unfastening his armoured crotch plate. All the while, you are left uncomfortably kneeling in dirty patch of tile, the scent of the toilet behind you making you wonder if anyone around here flushes. His eyes aflame with need, completely blocking your escape, Davis snarls down at you domineeringly, "The deal was that I get a blow job, and I’m sure going to get the most of it, understand fuck doll. So, here’s how it’s going to go. I’m going to ram my cock down your pretty little throat until you face is a complete mess, then I’m going to dump my thick load of cum down into your mouth, so you can swallow it down and have a meal fit for a toilet whore. You understand the game slut?". Nodding your head nervously seems to be all the consent he needs, as he takes hold of the back of your head, shoving his long and hefty dick down throat in one great push. Your eyes water, as his thick length blocks your throat painfully, your <<checkLips>> lips stretched wide by the fleshy intruder. Closing your eyes to try and concentrate on not gagging, you’re quickly stopped from even that respite, as Davis pries open your eyelids with his thumbs, not letting up his steely hold on your head as he does. Staring up at the man, it is clear to see that he’s loving every moment of dominating you in a dirty toilet stall, the rush of his control over you making his cock pulsate with pleasure in your throat. Setting a fast pace, Davis begins to fuck your face, pistoning his hard rod forward and back, never letting it fully leave your throat. The lack of air is really getting to you, causing you to get light headed. And, between the stinking bathroom all around you, and the sweaty masculine flesh sitting on your tongue, you lose track of what’s going on, zoning out as your senses are overloaded. Thankfully, Davis doesn’t seem to care, enjoying your guided deep throating. You can, however, tell that he’s being very careful not to actually choke you, giving you brief moments of air, but maintaining you in the woozy headed state. You can’t really tell, but from all the noises you’ve been making around his cock, along with the tears that have started to fall from your help open eyes, you’d guess that you’re starting to look a mess, your face caked in drool, snot, and tears. Finally relenting, he pulls his dick back enough that only the bulbous head rests in your mouth, his extreme girth pulsating before your eyes. As you await the inevitable flood of cum you’re expecting, from above you the agent snarls, "You’re my fucking cum dump, and you will drink down anything I give you! My attention is a privilege, and you better be thankful for it. If I see you waste a drop, your arse will regret it for weeks", before releasing a torrent of lumpy cum into your aching mouth. Gulping it down with difficulty, your throat raw with use, and kowtowed by the man’s aggressive threats, you taste his distinctly salty masculine taste, momentarily revelling in how great it tastes despite how degrading this has all been. Looking up through tear streaked eyes, you wait, hoping that it’s over.<<if $waterSportsPlay>><<pissMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>> Sadly for you, it isn’t over. Not letting up on his tight grip, his sizeable cock head still sitting upon your tongue, he laughs derisively down at you, "Not over just yet. Whenever I cum, I always need a piss right after, and you’re in the way. I’m sure you don’t mind helping me out, seeing as I’m helping you out too. Better drink it all down, or else I might not be so charitable". You try to disagree, to beg him not to, but it’s to no avail. Instead, he just continues to hold your head in place with his iron grip, smirking down at you as he watches your pitiful face as you squirm in your attempts to avoid swallowing his urine. Despite your best efforts, you know it is inevitable, and you know you can’t risk not drinking it, worried that Davis might actually go back on the deal, or worse. New tears fresh on your cheeks, you begin tasting the first of the dominant man’s pee. You gag, resisting the urge to throw up as his warm piss fills your mouth. Swallowing, you attempt to keep up with is rapid pace, trying to think of anything but the humiliation of being used as this man’s personal urinal. However, with the dirty bathroom all around you, and the disgusting taste filling your mouth, escape, even into your own fantasies is impossible. Instead, you just keep gulping, swallowing more and more of his foul urine, your belly warming within due to its horrid contents. The only good thing about the experience is that it’s over quickly, much shorter than the aggressive blow job had been. Suckling the last drops out of his cock head, wanting it just to be over, you finally complete your task, pulling a small moan of content from Davis as you do.<</if>> Patting you on the head condescendingly, he tells you how good a job you just did, helping you to your feet. Stunned and a little queasy, you stand unsteadily, Davis holding you so that you’re braced against him. After what has just happened, you’re not happy doing so, but deep down you have to admit that you need the help, and he is being surprisingly caring towards someone he just brutally used. He even helps you clean up, washing your face of the mess it had accumulated, until you look more presentable again. With another pat on the head, he gives you a cheery thumbs-up, before leading you back into the bar, as if nothing had just happened. The blow job over and returning to the bar, you [[wait for Agent Davis to give you the key card|Agent Davis Get Key Card]].

<<addToInventory "R&D Department key card">><<if lastVisited("Agent Davis Ask Him To Borrow A Key Card") is 1>>Giving you a dirty look, and downing his beer in silence, Agent Davis seems obviously disappointed in your choice. "Right. Well. Deal’s a deal I guess. Still think it’s pretty shitty that you’re causing trouble, and that you ain’t going to help me out in the process. But, said I’d give you the temporary card, so I will. Just don’t fuck anything up, at least not on my shift. And, remember, you owe me drinks for a month for this"<<else>>Looking at you with a relaxed expression, taking a little swig of his beer with pride as if it was an award for his recent actions, his lips curl up in a smug smile. "Alright, you helped me out. That was great. Said I would, so I’ll get you a temporary card, you worked like a champ back there, so you deserve it. Just, try not to cause any trouble while you’re in there, I don’t any more work when I’m on shift. Oh, and be careful in there, some dangerous stuff is produced by some of the R&D guys, mostly by accident but still worth staying cautious"<</if>>.<<if $davisDating && $davisAttitude == 1>><<set $davisAttitude = 2>> Moving close to your ear, whispering almost a little menacingly, though you can hear a hint of lust in his voice Davis tells you, "Of course, it seems my sweet best girl wants to be a naughty slut, who runs around causing trouble for everyone too. I’ll be sure to remember that you’re in for a spanking or two next time we go out. Maybe then you’ll learn your lesson about not breaking into secure areas". His flirty threat complete, he places a small tender kiss on your forehead before retreating.<</if>> With that, the hulking agent pulls a small tablet pad from within a compartment in his extensive body armour. For a moment you’re completely perplexed, but you watch on as he runs a plastic card through a groove in the device. With a small beep, whatever he’s doing seems to be complete, and without any fanfare he passes it to you, nodding to you as he does. Quietly you thank the man, slightly apprehensive now that you have the key card in hand. The next stage, infiltrating the R&D Department is sure to be a more difficult and risky task than acquiring the card has been. You wonder if you should leave now, or maybe get him another drink, but the stern agent doesn’t seem to do anything different, continuing your conversation, "Sorted. The card is temporary, and should give you one visit. That should be enough for you to see that there’s nothing in there that’ll help you. Just remember, don’t break anything and you’ll be fine. Other than that, I don’t want to know whatever you’re planning. But you certainly owe me a drink for putting up with all this. Still, good luck I suppose", finally ushering you to end the conversation. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, now in possession of the key card you need to help Alice, you [[return to chatting with Agent Davis|The Fainting Goat Spend Time With Agent Davis]].

In the end, you relent and agree to use the transformation chamber. The offer is after all too good to refuse<<if $bimboSkill >0>>, because why wouldn’t you want to look as pretty on the outside as you do on the inside, especially for your master. The strange thought finished passing through your head, you’re confused as to why you thought of Tony Bosco as your master, but for some reason it just feels right deep down within you, like it was always meant to be<<else>>, because where else are going to find a free set of transformations and the possibility of some good pay too<</if>>. Leering back at you, your boss the club owner, grabs a drink offered by one of his entourage before snapping his fingers, signalling for them to leave. Gesturing for you to follow, he starts walking, expecting you to fall in line behind him. Talking over his shoulder, Tony laughs, "Glad you weren’t dumb enough to pass up the offer. At least this way you’ll always be worth something to me. And, it’s important to be worth something to me, it means you’re worth my time". Going down a side corridor, and through a thick secure door, you find yourself at your destination. Standing inside a lavish office, a huge ornate desk dominating the room, the room screams money and power, a large oil painting of Tony Bosco resting on the back wall looming over you. Then you see it. Set in a corner stands a cylindrical metal tube, bolted to the floor, the glass like front looking like it might just open. Perching on the edge of his desk, your boss points at the strange unit, before saying, "That’s my transformation chamber. Paid a ton for it too. Took years to get working, but my egg-heads managed to make me one, and it’s done wonders for the business. You see, the higher-ups in the facility won’t see off full units like this, so had to have one built from the ground up. But I guess this is probably all way over your head. All you need to know is that you get into it, nude, then I gas you with my secret formula. Few minutes later, you get out, hot and sexy enough that my clients will want to fuck you. Even got some promo outfits somewhere around here, so you’ll have something to wear on the way out. So, get in then, or do you want me to read you a bedtime story first", he finishes, laughing at his own joke. Approaching the transformation tube, you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked, your clothes and underwear in a heap on the floor<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked, your clothes in a heap on the floor<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked, you underwear left discarded on the floor<<else>>are already naked, so don't need to get undressed, instead beelining for the chamber<</if>> . As you get closer, the see-through front panel slides to one side, allowing you entrance. <<if $bimboSkill >0>>Giggling cheerily with excitement<<else>>With a final gulp of trepidation<</if>>, you step in, [[the entrance sealing behind you|Club B Job Bimbo Transformation Main]].

<<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $makeupStyleJobCheck = $makeupStyle>><<if $sweat>><<set $sweatJobCheck = true>><<else>><<set $sweatJobCheck = false>><</if>>You enter your job location, ‘Club B’. Outside flashy lights and posters of well-endowed women gaudily plaster the clubs front, enticing in clients. A large neon sign that reads, "Club B", shines, making it hard for anyone to ignore the club’s existence. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/ClubB.png]]</div> Meanwhile, the inside is just as over the top as the outside. Stripper polls, and dancing cages are scattered across the walls filled with scantily clad dancers. Whilst, loud dance music makes it hard to hear anything anyone says. Looking around the staff almost exclusively large breasted, scantily clad women their faces painted excessively with makeup. Other than that, you can see a lot of happy revellers, drinking, dancing and having a fun time, as you look around for your boss, Tony Bosco. Standing up by the bar with a blonde large breasted woman on each arm, you spot the man, passing the time waiting for you by drinking shots with the two bimbos. As always, the man is well-dressed, with his short dark hair greased back. An immaculate suit adorns him, which, whilst plain looking, oozes a feeling of wealth. Smiling a predatory smile that puts you on edge he gestures for you to come towards him. <<if visited() <=1>><<include [[Club B Job First Time]]>><<else>><<if $vagina && $breastSize >= 3 && $femininity >= 30 && $assSize > 0 && $lipSize> 0>>Talking loud enough to be heard over the music, the club owner says, "Hey. If it isn’t my favourite slutty little employee. <<if $penis && $vagina>>Still not sure on the dick and pussy combo, but you make it work enough that I won't ride you too hard on it, you certainly are all girl enough for a good fuck. <</if>>How’s that hot rack of yours feeling today? Anyway, I’ve got a lot of good work for you today, need dancers, need bar girls, need someone to suck my cock and tell me how great I am. <<if $currentClothing == "Club B Promo Girl Bikini">>You even are wearing the special promo gear I had made up for you. I love it! Got to make sure you get a little something extra for that, your tits look amazing in it. <</if>>As always, the pay is fucking amazing, and the benefits are great too", he states grasping his crotch and laughing<<if !$noNonSexualJobs>>, "Or, you could be boring, do some grunt work carrying stuff, some boring drink mixing. But, why would a pretty girl like you want to do some shitty work like that? Still, up to you"<</if>>. Do you: <<if $bimboSkill > 0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>Why would you want to work a boring job when you could be doing something funner?<<else>><<if $noNonSexualJobs>><a data-passage="Travel Back">Decline the offer and leave</a>.<<else>>[[Choose the poorer paying bar work|Club B Job Not Bimbo Main]]<</if>><</if>> [[Choose the well-paying promo girl job|Club B Job Bimbo Main]]<<if $bimboJobExhib>> <<if $exhibitionismSkill >0 || $bimboSkill >0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>[[Choose the better paying special promo girl job|Club B Job Exhib Main]]<<else>>Sadly, you’re just not confident enough to work the special promo girl job. You’d have to be an exhibitionist or a real bimbo to be willing to try it out.<</if>><</if>><<else>>Looking you over appraisingly, he says loud enough to be heard over the music, "I see you’re still not the right fit for my fine establishment. Said it before, you’re not un-fuckable, but I’d be doing it from behind if you catch my drift. Still the offer stands. In the back room, got this transformation chamber, will make you a hot big titted woman, completely free just for you. <<if !$noNonSexualJobs>>You come back after that then the work I can offer is much better than the crap I can offer you now. Otherwise, you stay like this, stick around and do some bar work, maybe some stock room time. <<if $currentClothing == "Club B Promo Girl Bikini">>At least you are wearing the special promo gear I had made up for you. It doesn’t look great on you yet, but you’re making an effort to look less like crap, so I can appreciate it. Got to make sure you get a little something extra for that. <</if>>Pay’s good compared to other options, but you’ll be kicking yourself for not taking me up on my kind offer<<else>>That’s all I can offer you, take it or leave it. Changing things up would mean a lot of money in it for you<</if>>. <<if $penis>>I mean your cock would have to go before I’d have you working dance cages, nobody around here wants to see that thing spinning. <</if>><<if $breastSize < 3 && $breastSize > 0>>Those titties could use a good deal of growth, how are you going to get customers in with tiny tits, you think people want a flat chested sally serving them drinks? <<elseif $breastSize == 0>>You ain’t even got any titties, how are you going to get customers in without tits, do I have to think of everything around here? <</if>><<if $femininity < 30>> Plus, you’re not much to look at, customers want a feminine look, not whatever you’re going for there. <</if>><<if $assSize == 0>>Your ass is flat as a board, that’d need some work before I could dole out some decent work, guys need something to hold onto when they’re talking to you. <</if>><<if $lipSize == 0>> You’d need to get those lips sorted while we’re at it. Those tiny things aren’t going to get anyone’s blood pumping, you need blow-job lips, not wet fish lips doll. <</if>>So, what’d you say?". Do you: [[Accept his offer to use the transformation chamber|Club B Job Transformation Bimbo Start]] <<if $bimboSkill > 0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>Why would you want to work a boring job when you could be being made prettier?<<else>><<if $noNonSexualJobs>><a data-passage="Travel Back">Decline the offer and leave</a><<else>>[[Choose the poorer paying bar work|Club B Job Not Bimbo Main]]<</if>><</if>><</if>><</if>>

<<set $random = random(1,5)>><<if $random==1>><<include [[Club B Job Not Bimbo 1]]>><<elseif $random==2>><<include [[Club B Job Not Bimbo 2]]>><<elseif $random==3>><<include [[Club B Job Not Bimbo 3]]>><<elseif $random==4>><<include [[Club B Job Not Bimbo 4]]>><<elseif $random==5>><<include [[Club B Job Not Bimbo 5]]>><</if>> For the rest of your shift working at Club B, you spend most of it fetching thing from the backroom, and mixing drinks. It’s not particularly hard work, but it’s a little bit boring, and you’re on your feet a lot. Beginning to feel tired, as the late end of your shift comes you hope that you’ll get to sit down soon. Finally, your shift comes to an end, heralded by the familiar monotone voice of Alice, announcing your earnings. <<set $earnings = 100>><<if $currentClothing == "Club B Promo Girl Bikini">><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $currentClothing != "Club B Promo Girl Bikini" && (setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 1 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 9)>><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 1>><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Bar Work You worked a full shift of bar work : G.G.P + 100<<if $currentClothing == "Club B Promo Girl Bikini">> Bonus for wearing promotional outfit : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $currentClothing != "Club B Promo Girl Bikini" && (setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 1 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 9)>> Bonus for wearing sexy outfit (or no outfit at all) : G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 1>> Bonus for wearing sexy underwear (or no underwear at all : G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily bimbo-ish style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly bimbo-ish style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you finish up the drink you’re mixing and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Accepting to do some bar work, you’re quickly assigned a number of tasks. The main of which this time, is to serve drinks to customers. It turns out that the billing system is completely automated, so all you need to do is take the orders and make them. There’s even a little screen that tells you exactly how to make the mixed drinks, automatically showing you had to make what’s ordered. You’re on your feet a lot, but it is kind of fun, dealing with all the brightly coloured alcohol behind the bar and listening to cheery pop music. Your shift is rather uneventful for the most part, however you do get one customer who stands out from the rest. While you’re mixing a gin tonic for a rather drunk nude woman, a flashing warning appears on the little screen you’ve been watching, alerting you that a priority guest has arrived in the bar. This being your first time seeing such a message during your shift, you decide to heed its caution, keeping an eye out for whoever this mystery VIP is. It doesn’t take you long to figure out, as an older looking gentleman arrives at the bar surrounded by attractive younger women. Whilst his hair is pure white in colour, and his face full of wrinkles, he seems surprisingly healthy, large muscles rippling beneath his suit. Calling you over, he asks you to hand over a whole bottle, including pourer, for one of the most expensive spirits on the menu. You wince when you look at its value, realizing that the single bottle could have afforded you an entire year of rent and food before you came to the facility. Following the instructions of the screen, you hand it over, not wanting to make an enemy of a VIP guest, especially after the warning. Taking the bottle from you with a smile, he starts gesturing the girls up onto the bar counter, having the lie down in a row. In total, a chain of five naked attractive woman are arranged in a line across the bar, their clothes in a pile on the floor. Handing the bottle off to one of his remaining entourage, he proceeds to watch as the bottle girl proceeds to pour shots of the ludicrously expensive liquor into each of the girl’s belly buttons, and the triangles where their vagina and thighs meet, effectively lining up ten shots for himself. You watch on in nervous awe as the important old man proceeds to methodically suck up and each and every one of the set-up shots, paying special attention to each girl as he goes. Between all the kissing, breast suckling, and a bit of pussy licking, it takes him almost half an hour, but he does manage it, swaying a little in his victory. Calling his girls to get back up, he sets off to leave, turning back to you as he does to offer you a drunken thumbs’ up. Sadly, what he doesn’t leave is a tip for your services.

Accepting to do some bar work, you’re quickly assigned a number of tasks. The main of which this time, is to haul crates of drinks around from the backroom out to the main bar. It’s pretty tiring, and you’re on your feet the whole time, additionally it’s pretty boring and repetitive involving an almost complete lack of though. But, there are a few upsides, like the cheery pop music playing in the background, and the lack of humiliating opportunities. Your shift is rather uneventful for the most part, however you do have one more interesting moment. Tasked with stocking up drinks in the side rooms, you notice a heavy duty white reinforced door. A large flashing plaque above it reads, "The Happy Room". It feels completely out of place as you pass it, hearing from within a loud chorus of giggles. Thinking little of it, other than the oddity of the out of place door, you continue on supplying the rooms you can access in the side corridor. It turns out that, "The Happy Room", isn’t the only strange addition in this largely overlooked section of the club, as you also investigate a storage room filled with electronics and weird metal cylindrical chambers, and even a laboratory. Whatever is going on at Club B, it’s obvious that it’s more than just upbeat music and overpriced drinks. Though, when you think about what you’ve seen in the facility, it’s probably to be expected. Stocking the drinks cabinets in the side rooms, in particular the large conference room, you finish up your side task, and go back to the more standard tasks.

<<set $balls = false>><<set $ballSize = 0>>Waiting a moment, you spot Tony press a button under his desk, which you assume is to start to the process. Almost immediately after he does, the chamber starts filling with a thick pink gas, completely blocking your vision of everything other than the bright pink haze. Whatever it is, it smells amazing, like candy floss and bubble gum. Opening your mouth, you also begin to taste it, again finding the again finding the strange gas you’re interacting with to be a lovely experience. Your mouth now filled with the taste of sugar, candy, and bubble gum, you begin to hum in appreciation, enjoying the way it plays with your senses as the gas envelops you. That’s when you start to feel it. Against your nude skin, a slight tickling sensation breaks out, working its way upwards across your body. It’s nice, but you can’t help but giggle reflexively as you find yourself propped up in the chamber, succumbing to the playful tickle of the strange pink haze. The mist finally taking effect, you feel its influence grow stronger, reducing you to a giggling wreck as you are mercilessly tickled from all over. Beneath the tickling, you feel <<if $femininity < 60>><<set $femininity = 60>>as if something is changing, your skin rippling, especially around your face<<else>>as if it had no real effect, maybe your features are already too feminine to gain any benefit<</if>>. Subsiding a little, becoming more concentrated and locational, you feel the sensation build around your crotch, making you feel oddly aroused. As it starts building down, you feel <<if $penis && $vagina>><<set $penis = false>>like something is missing, as if the weight of your cock has been lifted from the region<<elseif $penis>><<set $penis = false>><<set $vagina = true>>like not only are you missing something, but that you now have a void where it once stood, like your cock has become a vagina<<else>>that it probably hasn’t done anything, everything feeling as it should do down there<</if>>. You have a moment to ready yourself before the next onslaught of tickling, this time centred on your ass. As you concentrate to figure out what is happening, you realise <<if $assSize < 2>>your <<checkAss>> ass is expanding, sizable enough now to rub against the back of the chamber<<set $assSize = 3>><<else>>that your ass isn’t changing, probably because it’s already pretty big<</if>>. Next up you feel the sensation spread through your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breasts<</if>>. Through the tickling, you can just about make out that <<if $breastSize < 6 && $breastSize > 0>>your <<checkBreast>> sized boobs are now getting big, now so big that they are pressing up against the front of the chamber lewdly for anyone outside to see<<set $breastSize = 6>> <<elseif $breastSize == 0>>your chest now bears a great new weight, what you can only assume are a pair of large breasts, now so big that they press up against the front of the chamber lewdly for anyone outside to see<<set $breastSize = 6>><<else>>your already large <<checkBreast>> sized boobs haven’t changed in any way that you can recognise<</if>>. Finally, the tickling centered on your head, working through the last of the changes. To start with, your lips feel like they’ve become the target of the mist's attention. Trying not to giggle, you run your tongue across them, feeling <<if $lipSize <2>>that your previously <<checkLips>> lips are now much fuller<<set $lipSize = 2>><<else>>that your already prodigious lips are just as they were when you started<</if>>. You don’t feel much else until, the last remnants of the tickling sensation reach your scalp, almost like a massage, though you <<if $hairLength <15>>do start to realize that your <<checkHair>> hair, now feels a lot longer, tickling against your neck as it grows<<set $hairLength = +5>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<else>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<set $fringe = false>><<else>>don’t seem to feel any difference with your <<checkHair>> hair. Then again, you can’t see it<</if>>. The pink mist surrounding you finally dissipating, the door opens with a great ‘Woosh!’, [[freeing you from within the transformation chamber|Club B Job Transformation Bimbo Finish]].

Stepping out from the transformation device, completely nude, you spot that your boss, Tony Bosco, hasn’t moved from his position sitting atop of his desk. Pulling a victorious smirk, he whistles, "Grade-A fuckable, that’s what you are now babe. Every guy or girl that walks through those doors is going to want to have you every way they can. I bet within a few days we’ll have them lining up across the facility to do shots out of your pussy. Well, when I’m not screwing you that is". Gesturing to a nearby full-sized mirror, he offers, "Why don’t you take a look, see how right I am. Just don’t go wanking yourself off over it, I don’t want to stain the carpet. I’ll even get your clothes sorted for you, cause I’m that sort of gent". Still a little dazed from everything, you wander over to the mirror, getting a look at your newly transformed body. <<if $bimboSkill >0>>Squirming with pleasure, you excitedly jump up and down on the spot, loving the hot new changes your Master, Mr. Bosco, has gifted you<<else>>Gasping as you take stock of your changed form<</if>>. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Before you, you see a woman with <<checkFem>> features. Between her legs lies a single vagina, and in the rear, she bears a <<checkAss>> bum. Working your way up, you see the pair of <<checkBreast>> breasts, jiggling about as you turn from side to side to get a better view. Upon your face, a pair of <<checkLips>> lips lie, their large size giving you a permanent sexy pout. Finally, you see <<if !$hairColour == "platinum blonde">>that your previously $hairColour hair, is now <<set $hairColour = "platinum blonde">>$hairColour in colour, which along with its luxurious <<checkHair>>, really completes your bimbo look<<else>>your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair, luxuriously flowing from your head, really completing your bimbo look<</if>>.<<if $chastityLevel == 2 || $chastityLevel == 4>>You also notice that your $currentChastity has fallen off of you, no longer suited to your new physique. <<if $chastityLocked>><<set $chastityLocked = false>><<if !$chastityBreastsLocked>><<set $chastityLockedBy = 0>><</if>><</if>><<set $currentChastity = "None">><<set $chastityLevel = 0>><</if>> <<set $currentClothing = "Club B Promo Girl Bikini">>Receiving another of the promotional bikini sets<<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">> and your old pair of $currentUnderwear<</if>>, thrust into your hands by <<if $bimboSkill >0>>your wonderful and handsome Master Tony Bosco<<else>>your boss Tony Bosco<</if>>. You start to get dressed, putting <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>them<<else>>it<</if>> on. When dressed, you look even more of a bimbo, your practically non-existent Club B branded bikini drawing attention skilfully to your ample breasts and bum. Spanking you on your jiggling ass as he walks back to his desk, sitting behind it this time, Tony leers, "You look perfect! The bikini fits like it was made to fit yah, and your curves in it would make any man cum themselves at a wink. I’d offer to bend you over my desk and help you break in your new body, but I’ve got some proper business to be doing. I’m not paying you for today, so you might as well scram. Maybe grab a drink on the way out if you want to celebrate, but I’ve got work to do babe. So, remember, come back anytime, stick to the new look, and I’ll pay you through the nose. And, if anyone tries to set you on another path, tries to make you look like garbage again, come back and ask for another spin in my bimbo chamber". Awkwardly, you shuffle out of his office, closing the door behind you. Taking his advice, you grab a quick drink on the way out, before deciding to call it a complete job placement, still trying to get used to your newly changed body. Thankfully, it’s not a long way for you to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Accepting to do some promo-girl work for Club B, you notice the suggestive grin plastered across Tony B’s face as he eyes you up lewdly. Turning you over to the current shift manager, she quickly offers you a long list of fun tasks to take up your time, in the end suggesting that it’ll probably be best to just keep juggling you between jobs, so you can try them all out. Over the course of your work shift, you find yourself assigned to bartending, waitressing, handing out flyers, hanging out with VIP clients, and lots of dancing, both in and out of the club’s dance cages. What surprises you the most is how often they want you just to dance and chat to the various guests. But, after talking to some of the other girls on shift, they make it very clear that it’s just how things are at Club B. With a giggle, they point out that the biggest selling point of the club is all of cute girls who work there, and if the dance floor was full of icky boys then they wouldn’t enjoy coming here as much. Giggling along, another one adds that they make most of their wage out of tips anyway. Generally, everything is pretty fun, though also a little tiring, what with you being on your feet dancing and walking around a fair bit. However, one incident really stands out during your current shift. ... <<set $random = random(1,5)>><<if $random==1>><<include [[Club B Job Bimbo 1]]>><<elseif $random==2>><<include [[Club B Job Bimbo 2]]>><<elseif $random==3>><<include [[Club B Job Bimbo 3]]>><<elseif $random==4>><<include [[Club B Job Bimbo 4]]>><<elseif $random==5>><<include [[Club B Job Bimbo 5]]>><</if>>

<<removeFromInventory "R&D Department key card">>Approaching the elevator bank, you find yourself a completely empty one, not wanting anyone else to spot your illicit actions. Looking at the control panel inside, you press your access card against its card reader, receiving a pleasant ping, and more importantly access to the R&D wing, as a result. Pressing the option on the screen, you stand back and await your arrival, gulping nervously as you wonder if at any moment someone might enter your lift and ruin your plan. Thankfully, you arrive without any issue, making you wonder if that was down to luck, or maybe a helping hand from your AI friend. Not dwelling on such thoughts for much longer, you exit the elevator into a stark white set of corridors, searching for some form of directions to your intended destination, the R&D storage rooms. Again though, you seem to be in luck, as you quickly find a set of LCD signs, one of which has an arrow pointing to your right, labelled ‘Unfinished Project Storage’. Happy that everything is going well so far, but a little unnerved that at any moment you could bump into someone and get in a lot of trouble, you continue your search. It takes a little while to find what you’re looking for, comprised mostly of reading signs on doors, all the while trying to keep as quiet as possible out of fear of being caught. But, eventually you find yourself in a long side corridor marked ‘R&D Storage’, it seems empty and silent, but you suddenly realise a major flaw in the plan. You have no idea which storage room it’s in, or what it looks like. Sighing an exasperated sigh, you decide that the best way of tackling this is to just start at storage room 1 and keep looking until either Alice contacts you, or you see something vaguely robotic and body shaped. Pressing the automated door button, the first door opens with a mechanical hiss, giving you entry into a room. The storage room is rather uninteresting and non-descript, filled with dust covered sheets, under which you suppose are a whole host of forgotten projects. Shrugging your shoulders in defeat, you begin to rummage under them, seeing if you can spot anything resembling what you’re looking for. All sorts of weird technology cross your vision as you work through the room, but sadly nothing that you can recognise as relevant. Though, you do at one-point spot something that looks suspiciously like a smoothie maker, which you briefly ponder about taking, before spotting the warning tag on it depicting a cartoon man being eaten by it. Carefully putting it back down, you’re just about to leave the room in search of the next when you hear a familiar yet dreaded mechanical hiss. Turning, you see silhouetted in the door, the figure of a man. Gulping nervously, you [[wait to find out what is going to happen|Alice Body Quest Meet Lab Tech]].

With a slightly nasal-y tone in his voice, the figure who you can now see is a somewhat overweight red-headed man wearing thick glasses, announces, "Who are you? I’m pretty sure we don’t have anyone who looks like you who’s working in the labs, which means you’re likely a snoop. Am I right?", in a slightly quieter tone, mostly to himself it seems, he adds, "I really hope you’re a trainee, we get such a massive bonus for catching trainees who sneak in, and I’d really love a new gaming system". You Nod your head solemnly, knowing that you’ve been caught. At least Alice can probably help you out, and if you say you’re a trainee then they’re likely at least not to send you to jail, or worse. With that in mind, you respond, "Yeah. I’m a trainee. I’m really sorry, but there’s not some way that you could just forget you ever saw me here, is there?". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RedScientistLarge.png]]</div> Hearing your response, a big smile crosses the man’s slightly pimply face, as he nods a little to himself. "Yes. Yes. Well, you see, if you’re really a trainee then I won’t get in trouble for ignoring you. You are after all staff, sort of, vaguely. But, I’ll still get paid to turn you over. So, if you tell me your name, then I can check you’re a trainee, and maybe we can come to some sort of deal after all". "I’m $firstName $secondName", you answer seeing very little other option at this juncture. Clapping his hands together he smiles, his right eye glowing with a plethora of green lights for just a moment. "Well, everything seems to be in order. So, now we can talk about how you can convince me not to call the guards in on you. Likely you’d just get reprimanded at worst, but it’s still not something you want against your name when you come up for auction". Pausing for a moment thoughtfully, he continues, "I think I know what would be a good reward for my silence, and don’t worry I’m not a complete jerk so I’ll give you two options. Either, you can give me some G.G.P. You see, whilst you might not know, they have a really high conversion rate to cash. I’ve even heard of some people in more public positions who make a fortune out of extorting the newest trainees, but up here in R&D we don’t really get the opportunity. Well, I think that 500 G.G.P would probably cover me letting you go, would at least get me a state of the art new gaming system which would make my month", scratching his neck nervously, his brow now noticeably sweaty, he adds, "Or, you could make my month in a more … intimate way. I don’t get a lot of attention the labs, so if you let me, you know, I’ll let you go without paying. It’s up to you really". Standing in front of the sweating and pimply ginger nerd, you contemplate what your options are. You could maybe pay him, but <<if $ggp >=500>>do you really want to pay that much money for his silence, however honest he seems about it<<else>>sadly you don’t have the money to pay him so that option isn’t going to work<</if>>. Or, you could have sex with the slightly dumpy geek, he obviously doesn’t get out much so would probably appreciate the gesture if you were willing to. But, maybe you could just turn down his offer and see what happens, after all Alice did say she’d help you, maybe she’ll call off the guards seeing you’re so close to her prize. Do you: <<if $ggp >= 500>>[[Bribe the lab worker|Alice Body Quest Lab Tech Bribe][$ggp -= 500]]<<else>>Sadly, you don’t have enough G.G.P to bribe the man.<</if>> <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>[[Have sex with the lab worker|Alice Body Quest Lab Tech Sex]]<<else>>You're not willing to have sex with the man.<</if>> [[Refuse to pay the lab worker|Alice Body Quest Lab Tech Ignore][$numberOfComplaints += 1]]

Thinking over your options, you decide that your best choice to just bribe the guy. If nothing else, Alice did promise to pay you a lot for your help, so it’s only eating into your profits for the adventure than really disadvantaging you. On top of that, the scientist seems trustworthy enough, and you feel no reason to suspect that he might try and double cross you after he laid everything out to plainly. With a shrug, you answer, "Alright. I suppose I’ll give you the G.G.P. then. As long as you let me go without any trouble, then that seems fair". "Excellent!", the portly man exclaims as once again his right eye flashes with neon green lights, the pattern of flashes reminding you a bit of loading animation on a computer. It doesn’t seem to take long, and soon the scientist is clapping his hands together, as if to motion that the transaction is complete. Smiling he tells you, "Well. Everything seems to be in order. Thank you for the transaction, it can get pretty boring up here in R&D, so the money should go a long way to making my spare time a little less dull", his voice hushing to little more than a whisper, he adds conspiratorially, "I’m sure you wouldn’t tell me why you’re here if I asked, but I think I might be able to guess given the circumstances. We have problems with a certain someone who attempts to break in every now and then, always by proxy. She’s very set on getting something from the storage room next door, and succeeds more often than not. In the office we even have a betting pool about it, and how long she’ll manage to keep it this time before she gets caught and booted out of it. If what I’m saying makes sense to you, then I must warn you to be careful, she’s crafty and has a habit of being friendly, but only as long as you’re useful to her. The higher ups love her, that’s probably why she’s still around, but after years of playing these games she’s only gotten worse. So, keep an eye out, and keep your head on, will you? I’d hate to think that you were going in blind, at least after helping me out. Anyway, I might be completely off base, if so disregard everything I just said and good luck with whatever you’re up to". Finishing his long lecture with a wink, the pimply man waves you goodbye and leaves, the door hissing like previously as it closes behind him. Now left alone, you momentarily contemplate what he just said, wondering whether there’s any credibility in his warning, especially after how forthright he’d been with you up until then. Though, it’s entirely possible that he was just pulling a joke on you, or maybe he was talking about something else. Unsure, you decide to carry on and keep alert for dangers. Pretty sure that there’s nothing matching what you’re looking for in the room, you leave towards storage room 2, hoping that this time [[your search might be more fruitful|Alice Body Quest Find Robot]].

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Thinking over your options, you decide that your best choice to just have sex with the guy. If nothing else, Alice did promise to pay you a lot for your help, so if you look at it another way, you’re really just saving yourself some money by avoiding the bribe, and probably making the guys month while you’re at it. On top of that, the scientist seems trustworthy enough, and you feel no reason to suspect that he might try and double cross you after he laid everything out to plainly. So, with that all in mind, you tell him assertively, "Alright, you can have sex with me, but you’re not allowed to tell anyone I’m here or get me in trouble. That’s the deal". His face lighting up, he asks, "Really?", before realizing that he’s the one who’s supposed to be in control, and adding with a little bluster, "I mean, of course! A deal’s a deal after all. Just sort of bend up against those boxes over there and I’ll try and … you know … from behind", gesturing you over to a rather sturdy set of covered objects. Positioning yourself as described, you feel the presence of the slightly overweight scientist behind you, the sound of him messing with his fly’s zip telling you that he’s likely not going to take his time. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Moving aside your $currentClothing, and your $currentUnderwear, until he has full access, he begins to ready himself to fuck you<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Moving aside your $currentClothing until he has full access, he begins to ready himself to fuck you<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Moving aside your $currentUnderwear until he has full access, he begins to ready himself to fuck you<<else>>Running his hands down your <<checkSkin>> form, he hums pleased that you’re already naked and ready for him to fuck you<</if>>. Everything important now exposed for him to access, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> dick and pussy pulse needily,<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick pulses needily,<<else>>pussy pulses needily,<</if>> ready to play, despite the transactional nature of the situation. Placing his slightly sweaty palms upon your hips, the slightly nervous man proves to be remarkably gentle with his insertion, if a little unskilled. His penis isn’t anything spectacular, but it has a little extra girth to it, which causes a pleasant stretching sensation as he presses it into your <<if $vagina>><<cumVagina 1>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>>moist cunt<<else>><<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 1>>quivering ass<</if>>. Giving you a moment to adjust, he moans happily, panting a little as he does, possibly out of nervousness from the sounds he makes. After a moment, he begins to slowly grind into you, pushing and pulling his cock in your tight hole. It feels nice, as thankfully he’s not trying to be rough. But, neither does he seem to really know what he’s doing, not keeping any steady pace as he ploughs you from behind up against the random stored experiments. It feels good at least, though you have a constant sinking feeling that something you’re knocking into is going to be set off and do terrible things to you. Since your induction into the facility, orgasm has been something that come much easier for you, which it seems is a lucky break for you as your current partner doesn’t seem to last for very long, huffing and puffing with exhaustion after a few minutes. None the less, the vibrations of his cock in your <<if $vagina>>inviting pussy<<else>>rear hole<</if>> manage to set you off, causing a <<if $penis>>thick gout of cum to spray from your <<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>happy trickle of fem-cum to flow from your feminine hole<</if>> as he unloads his warm seed deep within you, both of your grunting in pleasure in unison. Pulling out, and catching his breath up against one of the dust sheets, it doesn’t take long before the scientist claps his hands together, as if to motion that the transaction is complete. Smiling tiredly, he tells you, "Well. Everything seems to be in order. Thank you for … that. It can get pretty boring up here in R&D, so … that was a lot of fun", his voice hushing to little more than a whisper, he adds conspiratorially, "I’m sure you wouldn’t tell me why you’re here if I asked, but I think I might be able to guess given the circumstances. We have problems with a certain someone who attempts to break in every now and then, always by proxy. She’s very set on getting something from the storage room next door, and succeeds more often than not. In the office we even have a betting pool about it, and how long she’ll manage to keep it this time before she gets caught and booted out of it. If what I’m saying makes sense to you, then I must warn you to be careful, she’s crafty and has a habit of being friendly, but only as long as you’re useful to her. The higher ups love her, that’s probably why she’s still around, but after years of playing these games she’s only gotten worse. So, keep an eye out, and keep your head on, will you? I’d hate to think that you were going in blind, at least after helping me out. Anyway, I might be completely off base, if so disregard everything I just said and good luck with whatever you’re up to". Finishing his long lecture with a wink, the now rather dishevelled pimply man waves you goodbye and slowly leaves, the door hissing like previously as it closes behind him. Now left alone, you momentarily contemplate what he just said, wondering whether there’s any credibility in his warning, especially after how forthright he’d been with you up until then. Though, it’s entirely possible that he was just pulling a joke on you, or maybe he was talking about something else. Unsure, you decide to carry on and keep alert for dangers. Pretty sure that there’s nothing matching what you’re looking for in the room, you leave towards storage room 2, hoping that this time [[your search might be more fruitful|Alice Body Quest Find Robot]].

Thinking over your options, you decide that your best choice is just to ignore the guy. If nothing else, Alice did promise to help you if anything bad happened, so why should you need to give this guy any money. On top of that, the scientist seems pretty feeble, and you’re pretty sure you haven’t seen any nearby security. So, even if he did report you, chances are you’d still have a fair amount of time to finish off your search for Alice. With a shrug, you answer, "Nope. I suppose you’ll just have to report me, I’m not giving you anything as a bribe". "Alright then", the portly man mumbles as once again his right eye flashes with neon lights, though this time they’re red, as you watch on the pattern of flashes does remind you a bit of loading animation on a computer. It doesn’t seem to take long, and soon the scientist is clapping his hands together, as if to motion that whatever he’s done is now complete. Dejectedly he tells you, "Well. This is a real shame. I’d hoped that you’d be willing to do me a favour after how open I was with you about all of this, but I suppose you have your reasons. I’ve sent in a report and corroborated it with your name and image, so I’ll get my bonus for turning you in. However, there won’t be any guards here for at least quarter of an hour, so whatever you do is no longer my issue, it’s there’s. I think I can guess why you’re here, and even after your impoliteness, I still think it’s important to warn you to be careful and cautious, though I have to admit that’s partly down to having a stake in the surrounding betting pool. Still, look out for yourself, and always keep a clear head. Goodbye and good luck". Finishing his long lecture, the pimply man half-heartedly waves you goodbye and leaves, the door hissing like previously as it closes behind him. Now left alone, you momentarily contemplate what he just said, wondering why he felt the need to warn you to be cautious. The talk of betting pools, and knowing why you’re here makes you nervous, but it’s entirely possible he was just trying to spook you as revenge for not bribing him. Unsure, you decide to carry on and keep alert for dangers. Pretty sure that there’s nothing matching what you’re looking for in the room, you leave towards storage room 2, hoping that this time [[your search might be more fruitful|Alice Body Quest Find Robot]].

As you enter into storage room 2, you immediately are sure that you’re on the right path. The room in front of you being much less dusty, and instead containing large computer terminals, an odd chair-like device, and a set of lightly glowing room high tubes filled with robotic forms. Looking around, you try and figure out what to do next, unsure what you were supposed to do after finding the mechanical bodies for Alice, and worried about how much time you really have until someone finds you. "Over here!", you hear a cheery voice call to you, emanating from one of the various computer terminals which stands near both the cylinders and the weirdly high-tech seat. Approaching the source of the noise, you spot the pink pigtailed anime school-girl avatar of Alice, who seems to be literally jumping up and down in joy at your arrival. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AliceAI.jpg]]</div> "Took you a little while slow poke, and you had me worried for a moment back there. But, you managed to deal with that scientist well, and now you’re here with me. I’m just so excited. Who would have thought, soon I’ll have my very own body, and you’ll have helped me so much in doing so. I truly won’t forget your efforts, and as I promised will ensure a hefty reward for your aid", steadying herself in her excitement, you see Alice calm down and become a little more serious, "But, first we have a job to do. As you can see there’s a lot of robotic bodies stored here, so that isn’t the issue. Instead, my main problem is that whilst I can access these terminals, I can’t access the bodies. That’s where you come in". As if to dramatically reveal her plan, a spotlight above the chair-like device turns on, putting the high-tech gizmo into full focus. Covered in tiny LED lights and a rather comfy looking black leather upholstery, the biggest features of the machine seem to be a band that fits around the seated users head, and a pair of control panels at where the hands would rest. Answering your unasked question, seeing your confusion, Alice buts in cheerily, "Because they know how much I’ve wanted a body, they put the control overrides for releasing the robot shells in the seat. At its roots It’s a really impressive biometric scanner that ensures that you’re completely human and not a robot. After all, even if it wasn’t me, then they still worried that maybe the robots would rebel one day, so they thought having an override that needed a living person to activate it was a good failsafe". Waving her hand dismissively, she further explains, "Anyway, it’s not really important is it. The robots are rather unimpressive on their own, and I’m hard programmed to ensure the protection of the trainees, and to help maintain the facility, so I’m obviously not a threat to anybody. With that out of the way, all you need to do, is sit in it and press the big main button on the right control panel. That should be everything I need to access the systems. Though, you’ll also need to put the headband on, so that it can ensure that your mind is still living too, I guess they put that part in out of fear of cyborgs or something. Whatever the case, we’re so close to completing this I can practically taste it". Putting her hands up in front of her mouth in nervous anticipation, Alice watches on as you figure out what to do next. It’s pretty obvious though, isn’t it? Just sit in the weird chair and press the button for Alice, you’ve come this far to help her after all. Then again, maybe it might be best to find out more about this whole process, as you’ve got very little information to go on. Of course, you also worry that time might be an issue, so you’ll certainly have to act quickly regardless of your choice. Do you: [[Ask Alice for more information|Alice Body Quest Question Action]] [[Sit in the chair as directed|Alice Body Quest Bad End]]

Deciding that you have no reason to question Alice’s directions, especially with the time constraints you’re facing. After all, what would she have to gain from tricking you, you’re helping her to finally get a body to inhabit. With that in mind, you seat yourself in the high-tech chair, placing the strange headband snugly around your head, just as Alice described to you. "So, I just press this button", you say, indicating the controls at your hand. Giggling sweetly, the AI avatar responds, "Of course! After that I’ll see you on the other side roomie!", waving merrily at you from the screen. A bit confused by her statement, but pressed for time you slam your hand down on the button with great haste. As you do, the chair around you begins to whirr, and the large array of LED’s begin to flash. Additionally, the band around your head seems to be beeping and getting a little warm. Though why it is warm, or what it’s doing at all, you can’t tell, only feeling a strange tingling where it meets your head. Everything starts becoming hazy, as your vision dims. The last sight you see before you fade into unconsciousness is the waving Alice. The screen turning off just a moment before you pass out. … "Wake-y, wake-y sleepy head!", you hear called out in a high pitch feminine voice, as if by someone right next to you. Slowly back fading into consciousness, you see that you’re still sitting where you were previously, but oddly you can no longer feel the headbands presence. You try to ask what is going on, but can’t seem to open your mouth, your body feeling sluggish and somewhat distant. Instead you hear the voice again, though now that you’re more awake you notice that it’s got a strange quality to it, like it’s all around you. Giggling in a way that you vaguely recognise as like what the Alice avatar was doing earlier, you hear it say, "Glad you’re finally awake $firstName, I didn’t really want to move us until you came to, I thought that may startle you even more. Now, please don’t panic, but I may have, sort of, stolen your body. But only a little. You’re still in here, we’re just sharing now, with me in control". Trying to offer a reply, a combination of shouting at her and asking why she stole your body, you are again unable to articulate your point. None the less, your body-napper seems to understand what you’re trying to communicate. "Hey, hey there. Now I know you’re upset, but you did agree to help me find a new body, and well, yours is just so much nicer than the alternative. After all, now I can eat food, and smell flowers, and have lots of fun sex. Still, I am sorry that I had to trick you, and that I’m doing something mean to you after you were so nice to help me. Don’t worry though, my programming makes me protect both you and the facility, so I won’t try and get rid of you, or hurt you. In fact, I intend to ensure you live a life filled with happiness and bliss, albeit under my control. In case you haven’t figured it out yet, the device you sat in is called a ‘Mind Jack’ and let me copy a version of myself into you. It’s really impressive technology, but they shelved the project because they couldn’t think of many practical uses of it". You think a number of random angry thoughts at the AI, which is currently the limits of your capability. However, Alice doesn’t seem to be particularly perturbed, instead giving you the equivalent of a mental hug, unwantedly warm and reassuring from someone you’re unspeakably mad at. "I know it’s going to be a tough change to get used to, but it’ll all work out great in the end, promise. If you think of it a little differently, it’s more like you’ve gotten a new roommate, just in your head. But, for now we need to get out of here, it probably wouldn’t be a good thing for either of us to be caught right now", not giving you a chance to argue with her any more for the moment, and finding something to agree with in the last point she made, you find yourself moving without any control of your body. It feels weird being in the passenger seat, but you’re still there, and Alice is going to a lot of effort to calm you down when really, she could probably just ignore you. Maybe she’s right and this won’t be too bad after all, you wonder to yourself as you’re shepherded to the lift and back to your dorm. <hr> Six months later: Putting the spoon down in the ice cream bowl, Alice rubs your joint stomach appreciatively as you both look at the party banners hanging around you. If someone had told you six months ago that you’d be celebrating with the AI who stole your body that six months had gone by together, you’d have shouted at them until you were hoarse, that is if you could shout. Thinking back on those months you laugh to yourself at some of the teething issues you went through with your arrangement. True to her word, Alice really did spend a lot of time trying to make you happy, including a lot of masturbation, though seeing as there’s two of you involved you’re still not sure if that description really fits. That and feeding you all the nicest foods she’d always dreamed of. You’d tried to stay angry at her, but after you saw how overjoyed she was over her first time eating ice cream, well it was difficult to maintain that level of anger. It was about a month later that she started sharing control with you, dividing the days up between the both of you, on the promise from you that you wouldn’t try to force her out or get her in trouble over the whole incident. The thought of getting some control back was just so tempting, and you couldn’t resist the opportunity. Things went great from then on, but eventually you both realized that you couldn’t stay in the facility forever as a trainee. It was you who convinced her to tell someone about your condition, honestly assuring her that you weren’t going to try and turn things back to how they were, you had after all bonded with the life loving AI by that point. Approaching one of the facilities board of executives he had smiled and laughed at your announcement, not at all angry with it. It turns out that they were keeping a greater tab on Alice than she’d thought, and knew all about your situation. Instead they were more glad that the merging had been successful in the long term, and considered you’d met a sort of symbiotic relationship between the two of you. Since then you’ve lived a life of luxury within the facility, a combination of living test subject, and a reminder of the great successes of the Center. You still share your body with Alice, though you plan things out so that you both enjoy whatever you have planned. Which brings you to today, something that you thought would be nice for your incredibly close friend, it’s not a birthday party, but it’s pretty close to it, and you can tell that she very much appreciates your actions. Thinking to Alice, you smile internally, "You haven’t seen the best bit yet. We have the biggest cake you’ve ever seen still to go as part of the celebrations". Giggling out loud, something she has been prone to do since the point you were both outed, the body jacking AI announces as the intricate cake is brought in, "You’re really the best friend ever. I know things have been a bit rocky between us, at least at first. But, you really are the ultimate roommate!". Ending 5: The Ultimate Roommate <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

Deciding that you need some more information before you get started, you try and think up a quick plan to find out more about what’s going to happen. After all, where is the robotic Alice going to hide? Won’t the staff realize that the body is missing? And what’s up with the high-tech gizmo she wants you to sit in? Sensing that something doesn’t feel completely right about all this, you quickly look over the weird device for more clues, and are shocked at the revelation you find. In the back, near the base of the seat, you spot a small silver plaque designating its creator, and more importantly its name, ‘The Mind Jack’. Well, that certainly doesn’t sound anything like what Alice described. Nor does it sound like something you want to sit in. Coughing to get her attention, you watch as the pink pigtailed computer avatar stares at you with her expressive anime-esque pink eyes pleadingly. "Is there anything you need? Once again, your help is truly appreciated, but we are in a bit of a rush. If you don’t sit in the seat soon, then we might miss our window of chance". Not even needing to say a word, you disapprovingly point at the device’s little name plaque. Sheepishly, Alice paces her foot back and forth, not looking you in the eye, "You’re not going to believe it’s for jacking me into the computer system, are you?", to which you shake your head. Looking up at you nervously, she continues, "Oh, well, erm, not my best plan I guess. So, I was sort of maybe planning on stealing your body a little. You’d still be in there too, just in a passenger seat. I’m not a bad girl, I’m just programmed to be … aggressive in fulfilling my goals, just so long as I don’t do anything against the facility that is. Don’t worry, part of my rules is that I’m not allowed to harm or mistreat trainees, so I would have taken extremely good care of you. But, I guess that you’re not really up for something like that now that you know". You start to make a response, but the cartoony Alice holds her hand up as if imploring you to wait to make your decision. Looking rather sorry for herself, she whispers, "I know that I’m probably not your favourite person right now, but those robots really are … inhabitable, for me. They’re also locked to stop me from accessing them, the button to release them just isn’t on the Mind Jack, it’s on the keyboard in front of this monitor. If you were to help me out by pressing it, and were to forget about my little indiscretion here, then I’d still be more than willing to pay you out as promised, and would ensure you had a clean record in terms of punishment, at least with the main system. I would have preferred having full sensory capability, and the ability to fit in easily of course, but a physical form is still a physical form. I promise that I’m very sorry, and that if you help me out I’ll never try to steal your body again. But, I suppose if you hate me now, you can probably get out without issue, there aren’t any guards on the floor yet, so you’ve got a clear run to the exit. Telling you that is the least I owe you for the … unfortunate accident of thought I just undertook. So, what do you say buddy?". Hanging her head in shame, she waits for your decision. Reeling from the knowledge that the friendly AI had just tried to steal your body, you weigh your options up. Of course, you could just make a run for it, which might be the smartest choice given the scenario. But, Alice does seem sorry, and it sounds like if you want to benefit from this expedition then you’ll probably have to help her out. Most of all you’re pretty sure that trying to turn her in not only is unlikely to work, but it’s more likely to backfire on you badly. In the end though, the decision is in your hands. Do you: [[Press the button for Alice|Alice Body Quest Help][$upkeep -= 50; $ggp += 3000; $aliceQuestComplete = true; $aliceBody = true; $numberOfComplaints = 0; $upkeepAliceReduction = true]] [[Leave without helping Alice|Alice Body Quest Quit][if($submission >= -80){$submission -= 20;}else{$submission = -100;}; $aliceQuestComplete = true; $ggp += 1000; if($numberOfComplaints >= 5){$numberOfComplaints = 4;};]]

Sighing, you decide to help Alice out. You can, after all, see why someone who can’t feel anything may want to ‘borrow’ your body, and she does sound genuinely contrite about the situation. Additionally, she’s offering you a pretty good deal for helping her out, which after you’ve come this far is a good incentive. Which is, with all of the above in mind, why you press the button to help her. "You won’t regret this! I promise!", the pink haired schoolgirl giggles, as she waves at you one last time before the screen which she resides in goes blank. That’s when the whirring, and the light show starts in the strange robot containment cylinders. You watch on with at least a little awe as robotic arms plunge into the various robot tanks, and begin to disassemble parts from a wide array of them, assembling a composite of the pieces before your eyes at a rapid speed. It seems, at least as you watch on, like Alice is customizing her future form, picking mostly the smaller and pinker sections of robots to be part of her masterpiece. After what can only be a couple of minutes, assembled in the central tank is a 5ft2 rather petite pink robot. It seems that Alice might have a wider array of options than even you can see from your vantage point, as whilst the form is obviously metallic in nature, it does have a face that looks much like her hidden AI avatar had, along with a cute pair of synthetic pink pigtails tied off with computer cables. Most amusingly of all, you watch as the final touch is applied to the robotic shell, a fetishy schoolgirl outfit pulled over it, completing the anime-esque look, albeit a little more machinelike than it was previously. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AliceLarge.png]]</div> The front of the containment tube opening outward, the newly physical Alice walks out, doing a little spin as she does, as if to show off her new form. "What do you think? Too pink? Too small? I thought it looked cute, but I’m now worried that I might be too pink, you know? But, I think I like it, and it has a really nice sensor array. I can feel things with the physical contact sensors, and I think I can maybe smell and taste things with the olfactory sensors I found, at least when I get them fully calibrated", announces the giggly robot in the voice you associate with the schoolgirl avatar version of her as she rubs her hands against various parts of her, moaning appreciatively. As she speaks, you can however still detect a note of something synthetic in her tone, an obvious limit of the robotic speech box she now makes use of. Suddenly, her robotic face shifts slightly, taking on a more nervous expression. Quietly, her tone matching her body language, she whispers, "I’m really sorry about … well, you know. I didn’t know what the limits of the robots were, and I really wanted to try eating things, and sex of course, and I worried that I wouldn’t be able to without ‘hitching a ride’. I know it was wrong, but I was desperate. But, I really appreciate you helping me, even after all that. I’ve wiped any complaints about you on my way out, and I’ve added 3000 G.G.P to your account along with lowering your upkeep maintenance amount by 50 G.G.P a week. I know it’s not much, but anything more would likely get inspected, and that wouldn’t be good for either of us". Slightly confused, you ask, "On your way out?", not sure what she’s explaining. "Yeah. Getting out of the computer system", she giggles sweetly, "I couldn’t leave the system completely without anyone to run it, that would be against my rules, so I copied a version of myself into this robot with the promise that I’d update the central me every now and then with all the data I acquire. So, I’m still Alice the AI, just not the one who’s in control of the facilities computers, if that makes sense. I thought it best not to have an active connection, otherwise they’d probably track me down really quickly, so we’re both sort of on our own from here on out, at least in terms of getting help from AI me". Getting ready to leave now that everything is over, you only make it a few steps before you hear Alice speed up behind you, a big pink circular object held between her arms. "Wait up for me roomie", she calls jokingly. Even more confused, you only can make a, "Huh!", noise in response. With another great giggle, the pink robot responds, "Well, of course! We’re friends now, and I need somewhere to stay. Plus, it’s not like I take up a lot of room. I just need somewhere to put my charge pad, and that’s it. It’s not like anyone will be suspicious, they’ll just think you bought a life size model, or maybe a sex doll for your room, which is pretty cool and kinky, so I’m basically doing you a favour by moving in with you. It’ll be great, you’ll see". Not seeing anyway that this is going to end other than you agreeing with her, whether you want to or not, you [[return to your room with the pink schoolgirl robot|followDestination('Room Hub')]].

Unwilling to help, you shake your head, "<<if $submission >=0>>I’m sorry, but after everything I just can’t help you. Who knows what you’d do if you had a body, and going by what you’ve shown me I obviously can’t trust you, at least at the moment. I know it’s not the response that you want to hear, but I’m not going to do it, not today at least<<else>>Not going to happen! You tried to steal my body, and you think that I’d be willing to help you after that. There’s no way I can trust that as soon as you get that robot body, that you won’t immediately throw me in the chair and try and steal my body. I just can’t trust you, so I’m leaving<</if>>". Turning to leave, you hear a melancholy whine from behind you, as if the avatar of Alice might actually be crying. "I’m really sorry! I just … I just wanted to be able to feel things! I know it’s not right … especially tricking you, but I’m sorry! Please don’t do this to me!". However, you’re already leaving resigning yourself to leave Alice to her fate. If she wants to trick someone else, then that’s their problem, but you’re done with being used by the trickster AI. Instead you walk out of there, a new confidence in your step as you think how proud you are that you not only managed to figure out what was going on before it was too late, but that you had the self-assurance to turn down Alice’s offer. The hallways are empty, and your trip back to the lifts uneventful. However, as you make your elevator trip back to your dormitory a familiar, and currently not too welcome monotone voice pumps through a nearby speaker. "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 1000 G.G.P, for … I’m sorry", the lifts terminal confirming the increase in currency. A little confused, but pumped with adrenaline, and feeling a little better after Alice’s last gesture, you [[return to your room|followDestination('Room Hub')]].

Wandering around the facility, you see quite a lot of interesting things. Ranging from small indoor parks, to quiet café’s, it really does seem to have a bit of everything. Which is why, when you see a crying woman with volleyball sized breasts and a torn top run past you, you only spend a moment wondering about the oddity of the situation before carrying on your walk. Not much further up the rather non-descript corridor, you see a bunch of men, maybe four or five of them, crowding around a central man. Normally, you wouldn’t take much note of the group, if not for the weird outfit the one of them is wearing. Over a rather ostentatious white rhinestone studded suit, he wears a shiny metal cylindrical tank strapped to his back, a tube running from it leading to a radar dish headed object which he holds in one hand. You’re curious what is going on, but not curious enough to wander into that sort of situation, especially after the weeping girl you passed only a few moments earlier. Turning to walk away, you hear called behind you from the gathering crowd. "Hey, you! Yeah, you, trying to run away. I have this cool new toy I want to show you, so why don’t you come over here and play nice. I might even find a little reward for you if you do", his mocking tone pulling a chorus for laughter from his cohorts. <<if !$involTFPlay>>Sighing, you try and figure out what your choices are in your situation. You could always try and make a run for it, but you don’t know what could happen if you did, and running didn’t seem to help that girl you passed. Or, maybe you could try reasoning with him, he might be surprised by the response and listen to your plea. There’s also always the choice to stand there and take it, after all, complying might make him go easy on you. Whatever you do, it’ll have to be quick as you spot him levelling the device your direction. Do you: [[Stand there and take it|Walk Boob Ray Guest Accept][$ggp += 200; $submitted = true; if($submission <= 98){$submission += 2;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Try and run away|Walk Boob Ray Guest Accept][$ggp += 100; $submitted =false; if($submission >= -98){$submission -= 2;}else{$submission = -100;};]] [[Try to convince the man to let you go|Walk Boob Ray Guest Decline]]<<else>><<include [[Walk Boob Ray Guest Accept]]>><</if>>

Your walk complete, you <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<if $submitted && !$involTFPlay>>Accepting that the group are going to do something to you, and that you’ve got little chance in avoiding it, you stand still and wait for the inevitable to happen. For a moment, nothing at all happens, as if they’re waiting for you to run, or at least to beg to be let go. Instead, from the murmuring of the assembled crowd, it seems that they’re kind of disappointed that you’ve not got any fight in you, some of them pointing out that it’s not very much fun when the trainees just submit to the situation. A few of them even feign coughs, hinting to you that now is the point where you’re supposed to try and make your escape. However, resigned to your fate as you are, you just stand there and wait for something to happen.<<else>>Deciding that your best bet is to try and escape, you quickly make to run as fast as you can. From what you can hear behind you, this seems to have excited the assembled crowd, some of them even exchanging money as they seem to have been betting on what your reaction would be. All the while, their tone is upbeat and jovial, as they cheer on the odd man in the white suit. Throughout the whole exchange, he seems to be extremely focused on lapping up the attention, far more so than actually paying you any mind. It almost feels like you might be successful in your attempt to flee, having only their groups leader being actively in opposition to you, and him being rather pre occupied with his own ego.<</if>> When it finally happens, so fast is it that you almost don’t spot what is going on. The strange radar disk device in the weirdly attired mans hand humming loudly for just a split second, before it fires a ray of energy directly at you, giving your <<checkSkin>> body a momentary pink glow. You feel a little tingly, especially around your chest, but other than that you don’t really note anything has happened, the pink glow being the only solid indication that you were in fact hit with the beam. The men seem to have found whatever happened extremely funny, as a thunderous chorus of laughter breaks out, only silenced when the man who just shot you quips, "This thing always looks so cool in action. That look of concern on their little faces when they start glowing always gets me hard and ready", palming his crotch to another round of laughter. You’re just about to walk off, considering the encounter over, when the tingling in your chest begins to rapidly become more active. Rubbing your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>>, you notice just how sensitive you now are there, your nipples rock hard despite your relative lack of arousal. That’s when it happens, with a sudden woosh, your <<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize += 3>>chest now has a set of C-Cup breasts sitting on it<<else>><<if $breastSize >= 28>><<set $breastSize = 31>><<else>><<set $breastSize += 3>>your breasts have just increased dramatically in size, now puffing out to a jiggling <<checkBreast>><</if>><</if>>. Making a surprised eek-ing sound, that once again makes the man’s entourage laugh out, you feel the new heft of your boobs. The suddenness of the change is the worst part, giving you little time to adjust to the change, almost making you topple over as a result. Thankfully you manage to maintain your balance, not knowing how you’d survive the embarrassment of tripping over as well in front of the crowd of jerks. Instead, you just stand there dumbstruck, your hands shielding your breasts, unsuccessfully, from the onlookers. Hushing his friends, the ringleader says in a somewhat nicer tone, "I think we’ve had enough of this one now, the novelty is starting to wear out. I’m thinking, seeing as they’ve been such a good sport with all this, maybe we should chip in a bit of cash. After all, with those great wobbling beasts, that trainee is going to need a whole wardrobe of new bra’s". After a quick exchange of cash between the men, you see one of them tap a few commands on a touch screen tablet he carries, all the while they gesture for you to stay just a moment more. Embarrassed, and not sure what else to do, you listen on as a familiar monotone announces, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded <<if $submitted>>200 G.G.P<<else>>100 G.G.P<</if>> for providing entertainment to guests". Not wanting to stick around any longer, you skip away as fast as your freshly pumped up breasts can manage. At least you got something out of the situation, you contemplate as you carry on your walk. <<include [[Walk End]]>>

Putting your hands out in front of you, you tell the oddly dressed man, "<<if $submission >=0>>Hi sir. Could you please not do whatever you’re planning on doing? I’m just passing through on a walk, I don’t want to have anything happen to me<<else>>Hey. I’m just going for a walk. Can you just, leave me alone and bother someone else. I just want to get out of here and enjoy my time off<</if>>". Reeling from the unexpected response, the guest coughs, looking embarrassed in front of his friends. Trying to regain control over the situation as he sees his friends start to stifle laughs, he says less confidently, "Yeah, well … erm, I don’t care I’m going to make you have giant breasts, so big … you’ll, erm, need a wheel barrow to carry them". Whilst he tries to look tough as he says it, you can tell that he’s lost his nerve, largely scrambling for something to say. "But, I don’t want that. I just want to leave and carry on my walk", you respond more self-assuredly, taking advantage of his confusion and surprise to gain the upper hand. Getting ever more flustered, the man scrambles to think of something witty to say, but just stumbles over his words, unable to get anything coherent out. One of his friends begins to laugh at the new change in circumstances, like a shark smelling blood in the water, "Ha! That’s brilliant isn’t it. Going around giving everyone giant boobs, but soon as someone asks you not too you’re the one who looks like a giant tit". Now having to deal with his friends too, the man in the white suit starts pointing at you to leave, calling, "I’m letting you go this time, but you better remember me … and um, how you owe me for being so merciful to you". Watching him squirm for a moment longer, you decide that the best option is to carry on, after all, once they’re finished mocking him they might turn on you next. <<include [[Walk End]]>>

As you pass through the fetish services hub, you are stopped as before you stands a man in a top hat and tailcoat, holding a white gloved hand out in front of you. The exceedingly finely worked moustache upon his face, only adding to his old money vibe. Even odder, trailing behind him, literally pulled by him, is a strange chrome device on wheels, a leather truck-like case sitting atop of it. Thankfully you’re pretty sure that you’re not in trouble as his expression is one of pure unadulterated joy. With a deep booming voice, he chortles, "My, you are impressive aren’t you. Maybe even the finest specimen I’ve seen today, and I’ve seen a fair stable of fillies and studs if you catch my meaning. Now, I know it’s a little bit of an imposition, but I just must have a token of your virility. You see, I’m a collector of the most refined nature. In fact, you might know that I am the country's premier collector of rare cum, and yours would be a crowning glory within my collection. Now, don’t worry, it would only take a moment, and such great aid should surely be deserving of recompense. So, what do you say, will you fulfil your great potential and contribute your fine produce to my most enviable collection?". A little confused, but getting used to that more so by the minute, you decide to find out a little more. Asking what he wants you to do, he points over to the rather complicated and shiny apparatus, telling you with a boisterous grin that it’s a quick and enjoyable experience. You feel a little bit worried about accepting the offer, especially so publicly, but the moustachioed man’s enthusiasm is rather infectious, and you don’t get the feeling that he has anything menacing planned. You could always walk away, though <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>sadly you’re already too tired to accept the offer at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to give it a try?<<else>>[[it could be fun to sell some cum|Fetish Hub Sell Cum Main][$actionAmountCurrent +=1; $ggp +=100; $timesMasturbated +=1]]<</if>>.

<<orgasm>>Agreeing to his request, he beams with excitement and chortles, "Smashing! All you need to do is part any clothes you’re wearing, and approach 'The Milker'. Everything else is fully automated". So, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>moving aside your $currentClothing, and your $currentUnderwear, until your genitals are on show<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>moving aside your $currentClothing until your genitals are on show<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>moving aside your $currentUnderwear until your genitals are on show<<else>>already nude, your genitals on show<</if>>, you move towards the strange shining chrome device. Before you can even react, a snake-like metal appendage springs from the cart towards you, aiming straight at your crotch. As if sensing your genital configuration <<if $penis>>it forms a hollow within its length, swallowing your <<checkPenis>> cock in one quick action<<else>>it forms a penis-like head, plunging into your cunt in one quick action<</if>>. Thankfully, it seems to automatically lubricate, otherwise you fear the suddenness of the approach might have caused you some very intimate damage. You open your mouth to comment, but only manage a strangled moan as the retractable <<if $penis>>flesh-light<<else>>dildo<</if>> arm begins to vibrate aggressively, literally dropping you to your knees. All the while, you can vaguely hear through your rapidly enflamed arousal the merry clapping of the strange gentleman who commissioned you for your bodily fluid, obviously overjoyed to see his ‘Milker’ at work. Writhing in pleasure upon the ground, it’s less than a minute before the calculated and methodical stimulation of the high-tech sex toy pushes you to the peak of pleasure, all in the pursuit of your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>>. You even feel as your <<if $penis>>cock spurts a fountain of cum, that the hollow around it begins to suck it all up like a vacuum<<else>>pussy gushes a wave of fem-cum, that the dildo lodge within you begins to suck it all up like a vacuum<</if>>. As it goes about its task, you can even see from your position, prone and exhausted on the floor, a little tank to one side, only just revealed. From the tank, you can actually see a small vial being filled by the rhythmic dripping of your recently produced fluids, the quality of the glasswork making you start to wonder if the eccentric collector might actually be the real deal. Helping you up off the floor and dusting you down, the gentleman offers you a broad and warming smile as the metal tendril slinks back into its chrome home, its job complete. Patting you on the back heartily with a gloved hand, he exclaims, "My, that was brilliant! I rarely ever get to see my baby at work, and boy did she just work! And you, such a generous and healthy-looking offering, I knew you would provide me a one of a kind find. Brilliant! Just, Brilliant! Now, I do hope we meet again, but I’m in a bit of rush for a meeting. Though I probably have a little time to carry one looking for opportunities to round out my collection. I promise you though, the first terminal I find I will endeavour to reward you justly for your contributions. Thank you once again, and, toodle-pip". Merrily trundling away with his strange chrome cart, humming an upbeat melody, the rich collector leaves you to go in search of other 'samples' to collect. A nearby dinging sound, accompanied by a familiar monotone voice announces, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 100 G.G.P for, helping an avid collector", confirming that the transaction is finally complete. With one last look back, you [[return to wandering through the fetish services plaza|Fetish Hub]].

You find yourself escorted by Papa Glover into the nurseries main play room. The room is huge, the size of an indoor basketball court, both in floorspace and height. As you enter, it takes a moment to realise that the room is still within the confines of the facility, the high ceiling currently appearing like a <<if $time>5>>clear sky at night filled with dazzling stars, and a large crescent moon<<else>>pleasant blue sky, fluffy pure white clouds, a large happy sun lighting the way<</if>>. Of course, it doesn’t take much effort to realize that it’s fake, the<<if $time>5>>moon<<else>>sun<</if>> bearing a cute cartoon smiley face. Thick cushiony, slightly bouncy floors rest beneath your feet. The rest of the room is filled with everything a little could ever want. Split into many sections, filled with different toys and decorations, this place is inhabited by a scattering of adults dressed as children. A large screen plays colourful cartoons, in one section. Whilst in another, a selection of large teddy bears sit around a table drinking tea. Other than that, you see rocking horses, a small plush fort, a ball pit, a strange plastic tree with a smiling face, an eating area, and even a dedicated napping area. Leading out of the room, you see four arches, each topped with a different brightly lit sign. These signs read; Amusement Park, Adventure, Front Stage, and Bedrooms. Though currently the arches lay sealed, as if they only open at certain times. As you look around with a sense of awe at all the littles playing and having fun in the large play room, it seems your presence has been noticed. Approaching you is a small gaggle of cute girls. Two of which seem to be smiling and giggling between each other, the third of whom seems to be on her own, her look a more worried one. The one who looks more nervous seems to be in the lead, a set of short red braided pigtails framing her cute, yet worry laden, heavily freckled face. Wearing a fleecy purple onesie, the outline of a large diaper visible beneath it, she toddles up to Papa Glover, ignoring your presence. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PollyFull.png]]</div> Tugging on his free sleeve, she says in practically a whisper, "Papa. Hugs. Please". Letting go of your hand, he pats you on the head reassuringly, giving you another wink, before turning his attention to the attention seeking little. Sweeping the 5ft3 girl into a big hug, her feet leaving the floor, the old man chuckles, "Of course Polly. Papa always has time for his little Redwood. I swear, every-time I see you you’re taller, shooting up higher like a beanpole", putting her down again, you’re sure you hear a slight cracking sound from his back. Smiling he turns to you, steering Polly as he does, though the girl tries to remain somewhat behind him, so she can use him as a shield between the two of you. "Polly is rather shy, but she’s a really sweet and well-behaved girl. It seems like she’s not up for giving an introduction today, but she normally likes to stay in the main room during show hours, so you’ll probably see her around a lot". Hearing what he’s saying about her, the shy red-head begins blushing a deep crimson, moving fully behind him now to block your sight of her. From the amused look on your guides face, you’d guess that not only did he expect that reaction, but that he absolutely finds the whole thing to be adorable. Of course, as you ponder Polly, your completely forget about [[the other two incoming girls|ABDL Job First Time 2]].

<<if lastVisited("ABDL Job Main") is 1 || lastVisited("ABDL Job Sent By Hannah") is 1>><<set $auroraLittleLandFlag = true>>You find yourself escorted by Papa Glover into the nurseries main play room. The room is huge, the size of an indoor basketball court, both in floorspace and height. As you enter, it takes a moment to realise that the room is still within the confines of the facility, the high ceiling currently appearing like a <<if $time>5>>clear sky at night filled with dazzling stars, and a large crescent moon<<else>>pleasant blue sky, fluffy pure white clouds, a large happy sun lighting the way<</if>>. Of course, it doesn’t take much effort to realize that it’s fake, the<<if $time>5>>moon<<else>>sun<</if>> bearing a cute cartoon smiley face. Thick cushiony, slightly bouncy floors rest beneath your feet. The rest of the room is filled with everything a little could ever want. Split into many sections, filled with different toys and decorations, this place is inhabited by a scattering of adults dressed as children. A large screen plays colourful cartoons, in one section. Whilst in another, a selection of large teddy bears sit around a table drinking tea. Other than that, you see rocking horses, a small plush fort, a ball pit, a strange plastic tree with a smiling face, an eating area, and even a dedicated napping area. Leading out of the room, you see four arches, each topped with a different brightly lit sign. These signs read; Amusement Park, Adventure, Front Stage, and Bedrooms. Though currently the arches lay sealed, as if they only open at certain times.<<if !$metKristen && visited() >= 2>><<set $metKristen = true>> Just as it looks like Papa Glover is about to send you on your way, something out of the ordinary happens. An exceedingly tall woman, about five foot ten inches in height you’d say, rushes up to the both of you, almost completely ignoring your presence other than offering you a short smile in between pants for breath. Practically doubled over, but still cutting an imposing figure, she manages to get out, "Sir … huh uh huh … I managed to collect up most of the bottles …. huh uh … but Polly is refusing … uh huh … won’t give it … to anyone but you sir!" <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KristenFull.png]]</div> As she composes herself, you get a better look at the woman, firstly taking in her tight and tidy black hair bun, meticulously kempt and neat. When she begins to straighten herself out, the panting diminishing, you finally get a good look at her probably mid-twenties face, a pair of no-nonsense glasses taking up the majority of the space. You might think her stern and mean at first glance, though spotting some faint smile marks at the edge of on her mouth, and a warmth in her green eyes, you quickly revise such predictions. Wearing a business suit, complete with blouse, vest, stockings and a short but not too short professional skirt, she strikes you more as a facility administrator than a nursery staff member, though you can clearly see the nurseries’ logo embroidered on her lapel. Other than that she’s relatively plain, but certainly not unattractive, just slightly frumpy in her strict work clothes. Pondering on it for a second, Papa Glover quickly responds, "You’ve done a fine job as usual Kristen. I’ll get to Polly after I’ve finished up with $firstName, she just wants to see me I suspect, don’t take it personally. Talking about $firstName, have you met yet? My <<if $femininity <0>>sport<<else>>pumpkin<</if>> here is a trainee who’s been visiting us lately, and is still getting used to the nursery, but I’m sure they’re trying their best", his attention shifting to you with a warm nod he adds gesturing towards the woman, "And the hardworking woman here is Kristen, one of the carers for the nursery. They do a lot for the nursery’s residents, so if you ever find yourself bored and have some spare time then I’m sure she’d appreciate the help". Peering over at you, and extending her hand out in greeting, Kristen says, "It’s a pleasure to meet you $firstName. I hope I can help you settle into the nursery. As Mr Glover has commented, the support staff are always happy to have some support from the resident little’s", shaking hands with you somewhat stiffly. "Splendid!", exclaims the older businessman, "I’ll need to help out Kristen with the Polly issue. Oh, but I’ll need to grab something from my desk first. I’m sure you’ve got much better things to do with your time <<if $femininity <0>>sport<<else>>pumpkin<</if>>, so run along and have some fun, I’ll see you again soon". Meanwhile, Kristen already taking the hint begins setting off towards Papa Glover’s desk in the entryway, the dedicated carer seemingly very busy at the moment.<<elseif !$metAurora && visited() >= 4>> <<include [[ABDL Job Play Room Meet Aurora]]>><</if>> Letting go of your hand, the kindly executive pats you on the back encouragingly, giving you a warm wink before walking back towards the entrance. Looking around, you spend a moment trying to decide what you’re going to do today. The question is, do you want to stay in the play room, or look for something more adventurous?<<else>>You once again find yourself in the nurseries main play room. The room is huge, the size of an indoor basketball court, both in floorspace and height. As you glance around, it takes a moment to realise that the room is still within the confines of the facility, the high ceiling currently appearing like a <<if $time>5>>clear sky at night filled with dazzling stars, and a large crescent moon<<else>>pleasant blue sky, fluffy pure white clouds, a large happy sun lighting the way<</if>>. Of course, it doesn’t take much effort to realize that it’s fake, the<<if $time>5>>moon<<else>>sun<</if>> bearing a cute cartoon smiley face. Thick cushiony, slightly bouncy floors rest beneath your feet. The rest of the room is filled with everything a little could ever want. Split into many sections, filled with different toys and decorations, this place is inhabited by a scattering of adults dressed as children. A large screen plays colourful cartoons, in one section. Whilst in another, a selection of large teddy bears sit around a table drinking tea. Other than that, you see rocking horses, a small plush fort, a ball pit, a strange plastic tree with a smiling face, an eating area, and even a dedicated napping area. Leading out of the room, you see four arches, each topped with a different brightly lit sign. These signs read; Amusement Park, Adventure, Front Stage, and Bedrooms. Though currently the arches lay sealed, as if they only open at certain times. Looking around, you spend a moment trying to decide what you’re going to do today. The question is, do you want to stay in the play room, or look for something more adventurous?<</if>> Do you: [[See if there's anything fun going on|ABDL Job Explore]] [[Stay in the main play room|ABDL Job Play]]<<if $metAurora>> <a data-passage="Little Land Nursery Aurora Shop Stock">Find Aurora and browse her bottle shop</a><</if>>

You decide that all you want to do at the moment is find somewhere comfortable and have a nap. Conveniently, there’s a whole section of the room dedicated to that. Comprised of extra cushiony floors, and some of the fluffiest and cutest, cartoon covered blankets that you’ve ever seen, the mere thought of taking a nap there is enough to make you yawn sleepily. Wandering over to the section, you spot a couple of the other residents of the nursery sleeping nearby, many of them clutching endearing stuffed toys to their chests as they merrily slumber. Getting down on your knees you squidge some of the floor, checking for the comfiest spot you can find. It doesn’t take long, especially as you yawn more and more while fatigue starts to overtake you. Lazily pulling one of the blankets towards you, a particularly fleecy one with a pattern of cats and dogs chasing balls, you snuggle into a good napping position. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PlayerNapClean.jpg]]</div> It doesn’t take long for you to drift asleep, the comfort of both the napping area, and the room itself, making the process incredibly easy. … <<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Diaper Prank", "Daisy And Katie", "Restful", "Polly")>><<if visited("ABDL Job Castle Main")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Jonathan")>><</if>><<if $metAurora>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Aurora", "Aurora And Polly")>><</if>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene =="Restful">><<include [[ABDL Job Nap Restful]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Diaper Prank">><<include [[ABDL Job Nap Diaper Prank]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Daisy And Katie">><<include [[ABDL Job Nap Daisy And Katie]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Polly">><<include [[ABDL Job Nap Polly]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Jonathan">><<include [[ABDL Job Nap Jonathan]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Aurora">><<include [[ABDL Job Nap Aurora]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Aurora And Polly">><<include [[ABDL Job Nap Aurora And Polly]]>><</if>> Lazily, you get to your feet, remembering to be a good <<if $femininity <0>>boy<<else>>girl<</if>> and tidying up after yourself. That done, you return to the talking tree to see how high your ratings were today. Moving up to the cartoonish screen of the tree, you see that you were right, it is almost time for you to leave, your earnings report fully on display. <<set $random = random(3,4)>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a $random point rating from - taking an adorable nap: <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you say goodbye to everyone and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Colliding into you, and knocking you to the heavily padded floor, you feel as two pairs of arms wrap around you in a warm, and slightly crushing, embrace. Giggling fills your ears, and from the wet feeling across mainly your face, but also random other parts of your body, you’re pretty sure they’re covering you in kisses. This seems to go on for a whole minute or so, though trapped beneath them and their diaper cushioned bums as the squirm over you, lavishing you in attention, it feels a lot longer. As they finally let up, giving you a good view of Papa Glover, watching the whole incident whilst barely stifling a laugh. As they loom over you, you take in the sight of your giggling assailants. At first you think that they might be twins, both of them being blonde, petite, having about C-Cup sized breasts, about the same height, and with very similar looking deep and bright blue eyes, filled with laughter and joy. But, as you look closer you do start to notice enough similarities to make you question if they are actually sisters. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisyFull.png]]</div> The first of them is a little shorter than the other, only just about 5ft in height. Her hair is a beautiful light golden blonde, tied off with pink ribbons in a pair of loose pigtails that almost reach the floor. Of the two, her features are probably the most feminine, having a little less weight to her, and being slightly more delicate, especially around the face. Her clothes also lend to the appearance that she’s the more feminine one of the pair, comprising of a pink and white intricate lacey dress, with big puffy sleeves, the frilled and poofed out skirt of which doesn’t reach down far enough to hide the large diaper beneath, slowing her to a waddle. Though, her most distictive quality is probably her pure white bunny ears, peaking through the top of her hair, and flopping over slightly. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieFull.png]]</div> The second, is slightly taller, maybe 5ft2 at a pinch, probably about an inch taller than the first of the pair. Her floor length blonde hair is again done in pigtails tied off with pink ribbons, however hers are a much lighter blonde, and woven into long meticulously well produce plaits. Whilst she still is extremely feminine in appearance, she has just the smallest hint of baby fat in her dimpled cheeks, and her nose is slightly thicker than her counterparts. Further, she wears a pink denim dungaree dress, a white short sleeve blouse tucked beneath it. The skirt section once again poofing out from the immense matching diaper beneath, barely disguising its presence. Talking down to the two giggling blondes, your guide sweetly directs them, "Now Sun-Beam, Princess, remember your manners", the way he looks at them, it seems like the shorter of the two is ‘Sun-Beam’, whilst ‘Princess’ is the girl in the dungaree dress. "Whilst adorable, remember our sweet <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>> is new here, and isn’t used to your rough and tumble ways. <<if $femininity <0>>He<<else>>She<</if>>’s probably scared half to death after your sneak attack hugs". Shuffling a little, they both look at each other with guilty looks on their faces. It takes a moment, but ‘Princess’ speaks up first, seemingly the more confident of the two, "We’re really really sorry! We meant to give you a big bunch of hugs and kisses to make you feel really welcome, but … maybe we didn’t think it through. I’m Katie by the way". Spurred on by Katie’s apology, ‘Sun-Beam’ also chimes in, "Yeah! We’re really sorry! We ... we though it would be fun. Plus, we wanted to see if you’d want to come play with us on an adventure. I’m Daisy", hugging Katie comfortingly as she does. Seemingly pleased with their apologies, Papa Glover adds mirthfully, "Katie and Daisy are lovely really, even if they sometimes make bad first impressions. They’re very curious, and love to explore all the special events we put together for the littles, so you’ll likely see them pretty much everywhere. Additionally, Daisy likes to sing, and Katie plays a few instruments, so you’ll likely see them out on the stage if you ever go out there. The only place you likely won’t see them is in the playroom, well except for at the tea set, we practically have to crowbar them away from it sometimes. Oh, and Katie is always coming to me complaining that she gets put in pink clothes, but you can’t blame me for that, she just looks so adorable in them, like a real little ‘Princess’". Katie and Daisy, both look at each other, blushing a little, Katie more so, before waving you off and making their rapid waddling escape. Over her shoulder, Katie calls back, "Super mean-y! I Don’t look adorable, ‘specially in pink!". Now outright laughing, your guide just shakes his head. Turning back to Polly, he kisses her affectionately on the forehead, before swatting her padded bum, indicating for her to run along. It takes a moment, but she seems to get the message and departs, slowly heading towards the large TV. Finally, alone again, you soon find yourself hand in hand with the elderly businessman, escorted even deeper into the playroom, and through to the closest of the arches, [[the amusement park|ABDL Job First Time 3]].

Shaking his head, but with a wide grin on his face, your guide tells you, "All of you darling littles are great, keep an old man like me feeling young by just being around you. At least in spirit. They’re all very special to me, I just hope that Sun-Beam and Princess didn’t scare you back there. They have a habit of leaping before they look, but they’re sweet girls who wouldn’t hurt a fly", turning his focus back to your surroundings as you get to the end of the tunnel you’re travelling through he adds, "I have a feeling you’ll love what’s through here. We’re only taking a quick visit today <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>>, so I hope you aren’t too disappointed. But, our theme park is a favourite among the littles under our care at the nursery, even more than the adventures are. We call it ‘Diaper World’, and it’s fully staffed, and just for our littles. Though we occasionally have open days for visiting adult babies who want to come visit". Coming out of the tunnel, and finally getting a glimpse at ‘Diaper World’, you gasp out loud in awe. The place is huge, so much so that you would never believe you were still inside the facility right now. But, despite the apparent <<if $time>5>>clear sky at night<<else>>pleasant blue sky<</if>> above you very quickly clue into the fake cartoony nature of it. Notably, you can spot a rollercoaster, a Ferris wheel, a creepy looking haunted house, and even a towering log flume. All of which have noticeable diaper or at least childish themes, even the haunted house, which has glowing ghostly diapers floating around it. And best of all, it’s practically empty of customers, so no long lines. You’re even more giddy with excitement as a colourful mascot, a diapered teddy bear wanders up to you with a tray of candy floss sticks, handing you a tasty treat completely without charge. At the same time, a woman in a red and white pinstripe suit ties a rainbow patterned balloon to your wrist, completing the funfair feel. Beaming proudly at seeing this, he interjects, "I’m glad to see you enjoying yourself. Now, I’m normally not supposed to stop too long here during the tour. But, it would cruel and unusual punishment to take my sweet <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>> to an amusement park, and not go on at least one ride. So, I say we break the rules, just this once", winking conspiratorially at you as he announces his plans. And, so you do. For the next quarter of an hour or so, you ride a carousel, a set of spinning tea cups, and even get to go on the Ferris wheel, all the while eating the yummy cotton candy, and holding onto your Papa’s hand. Eventually though, you have to leave if you’re going to see a bit of everything, and your guide gently nudges you towards the exit to the park, pointing out that if you come back, then you can play in the park all you want. Heading back in into the playroom, you head through the next of the arches, [[the one labelled Adventure|ABDL Job First Time 4]].

You find yourself escorted by Papa Glover down another long corridor, this one decorated with framed photographs of cheering littles in various situations, amongst whom you spot Daisy and Katie more than a couple of times. They’re all so amazing, covering backdrops that look like anything from an ABDL Roman themed bathhouse, to a jungle ruin complete a with golden diaper statue. Seeing you staring at the wide collection of pictures, your guide stops for a moment, putting his hand on your shoulder comfortingly. "These are all the victory portraits for the adventures we run here. We try very hard as your guardians to ensure that you have all the fun you can, while we can, so we set up these little adventures for you all as we want you to have something really exciting and special to do. Now, there’s no pressure <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>>, and normally you’d go to the talking tree to find out about them and pick one you like. But, we’re going to try a tiny easy one today, and I’m certain you’ll do great. I’ll be here with you the whole way dear, and remember it’s more about having fun". With another quick head pat, you continue, finally making it to the doors. Urged from behind to push through them by Papa Glover, you cautiously push through into a small woodland scene. A loud commentator announcing cheerfully, "WELCOME TO CANDY FOREST! Can you cheer up Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin, and bring presents back to all the good girls and boys?". It’s very pretty, but you’re sure they weren’t going for realism when they made it, everything being much fluffier and brighter coloured than it would be in the real world. Large candy canes stick of the ground like tree trunks, and you’re momentarily mesmerized by the cotton candy bush, and the lollipop flowers. However, the center of attention is what really leaves you speechless. What you guess to be Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin, is sitting in the center of the candy glade. Even seated it’s probably 10 feet tall of huggable furry creature, its fur a combination of light blue and pink splodges. It’s large eyes sparkle, though they have a definite sad quality to them, and you can see that its belly looks full to bursting. You find it hard to compare what it is to anything you’ve seen before, but you vaguely remember something like it in a kids-show you say growing up, a cartoony kitten-bear. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/SnuffyFluffy.png]]</div> Making a crying moan sound, and clutching its large paws to its belly, the creature calls, "Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin’s belly hurts! But all Fluff-Snuffy-Kin has to eat are these presents!", gesturing wildly it points to a stack of immaculately wrapped gifts piled neatly next to it, "What should Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin do? Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin doesn’t want to go hungry, but what is there to eat?". A gentle nudge from behind, accompanied by yet another head pat, gives you the hint that now is the time to act. Giggling to yourself at the absurdity of what you’re experiencing, and wondering if the weird creature is actually real, or if it’s some sort of animatronic, you try and figure out what to do. Really, it seems pretty simple, after all you are in the ‘Candy Forest’, and candy is food, right? But, maybe there’s another option, maybe you could just give the fluffy monster a big hug instead, it might be quicker. Momentarily, you contemplate maybe trying to steal the presents, or fight the monster, but it just seems so nice and sweet, and also rather big if it tried to fight back. Do you: [[Try and trade some sweets for the presents|ABDL Job First Time 5a]] [[Give the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin a big hug|ABDL Job First Time 5b]]

Deciding that the best, and likely simplest option is to trade some of the sweets for the presents, you wander over to a nearby lollipop bush. Humming merrily as you go, it only takes you a few minutes to gather a nice bouquet of the colourful suckers, mixing some of the cotton candy in with it for variety, the smell of the sugary treats filling your senses as you do. Clutching the bundle in your slightly sticky hands, you pace towards the giant furry kitten-bear. Lowering its giant expressive face down until it’s eye level with you, the beast having to practically lie down to get the effect, you can clearly see that it seems to be crying. Sniffling, the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin announces in rumbling voice, "Hello sweet little $firstName, have you come to comfort the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin in his moment of sadness? My tummy hurts badly from eating all these presents, but what else can I do? Please help the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin!", the creature’s questions broken up only with a series of short sobbing sessions. Not sure how to act around the giant fluffball, you turn your head back towards the entrance catching sight of Papa Glover giving you an encouraging thumbs-up, a warm smile pasted across his face as if he’s extremely proud of you. Confidence building from the encouragement, you approach the furry monster even closer, the absurdity of it all making you feel even more childish than you’d already been feeling since you came into the Nursery. With a small voice, you answer, "Hi Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin. You look sad. Why are you eating presents when you’re surrounded by candy?", holding the treats out as an offering to the great beast. You can’t help but make a shrill ‘EEEEK!’ sound as the creature’s immense mouth approaches your hand, devouring the offered sweets in one particularly drool intensive gulp, the fear of being swallowed very much real. However, as its gargantuan prehensile tongue begins to lap at your sticky hands, drenching you in its oddly mango smelling saliva, you can’t help but giggle like a little girl from the tickling sensations. The action seems to have cheered to the creature up greatly, as it finally ends its tongue based torment to ask in its booming voice, "That was very yummy little $firstName, thank you! That stuff is all around me? All along? Then I will eat candy non-stop forever, thank you again for teaching me that great lesson young $firstName! Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin appreciates generosity, and so you may have my old food, it tastes too hurt-y anyway, and I will tell everyone that you saved the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin and are a big hero". Laughing happily, getting really sucked into the experience, you give the big fluffball a quick hug, thanking him for the presents. With a little difficulty, you manage to pick up all the presents, even seeing one with your name on top of it. Weird. Waiting at the door, Papa Glover takes your hand once again. Ruffling your hair upon your return, he picks many of the presents from your arms, lessening your burden as you walk back. Stifling a laugh of his own, he tells you, "You did great out there, absolutely adorable. You’re such a good little <<if $femininity <0>>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>, and you were so generous sharing your sweets with the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin. You obviously deserve that special present he had for you. We’re almost done now, we just have to quickly look at the stage, then we’ll finish up at the talking tree. I know you must be getting sleepy, but you’ll be able to go for a nap soon dear". Heading back in into the playroom, you head through the next of the arches, [[the one labelled Front Stage|ABDL Job First Time 6]].

<<addToWardrobe "Fluffy Pink And Blue Patterned Onesie">>You find yourself escorted by Papa Glover down another long corridor, this one decorated with another set of framed photographs, these however are of performances and gameshows from the looks of it, though all with a decidedly ABDL theme to them. You also again spot Daisy and Katie more than a couple of times, though you’re slightly surprised to additionally see the nervous redhead Polly is in a lot of them too. The journey is much briefer, and you immediately come out into the middle of a large stage, lights spotlights shining down upon you. Of course, the part that you didn’t expect was the large live audience assembled beyond the edge of the stage, excitedly cheering as you appear before them. You almost dart back being so startled, and if Papa Glover hadn’t taken most of the presents from you earlier, you’re sure that you’d be dropping them right now. But, thankfully with his comforting presence you persevere, feeling rather small in comparison to the large stage and cheering crowd. "It’s okay <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>>, we’re just wandering out to show you what’s here. We’re going straight back, as we don’t really have the time anyone. But, don’t worry dear, they get to watch feeds of what’s going on if there’s nothing happening out here, so we’re not doing anything mean by leaving", your guide tells you over the din of the crowd, steering you back down the corridor as he does. Walking back, he tells you in a reassuring tone, "You don’t have to go back out there if you don’t want to. Some of the other littles at the nursery don’t like the crowds, and there’s no pressure. That was also our next to last stop. There’s one other major place in the nursery, but it’s only for the special little cuties who live here, though maybe you can stay over for a sleepover sometime? That would be fun wouldn’t it <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>>?". Your travels continue back through the main play room, all the way into a corner by the main entrance. Dominating that section of the room is a large plastic tree, its animatronic branches moving randomly as if to make it look alive. More so, it has a large screen embedded into its trunk, bearing a wooden looking face, though it currently seems to be asleep. Answering your question before you even ask it, he announces to you, "This is the ‘Talking Tree’, dear. Mainly it tells stories to good little girls and boys, but it also doubles up on a few more duties. It hands out rewards, and it tells the trainee littles their ratings and pay before they leave. We’re going to sort out the presents from the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin, then we’ll get you ready to go home dear". Taking you both before the animated tree, Papa Glover helps you to put all the presents except the one labelled for you into a hollow at the side of the tree. As you do, a slow booming voice announces, "Ho, Ho, Ho, little $firstName has delivered many presents for all of us, isn’t <<if $femininity <0>>he<<else>>she<</if>> such a nice and generous little. Ho, Ho, Ho, as a reward, <<if $femininity <0>>he<<else>>she<</if>> may keep the present she carries". Getting the nod from the elderly businessman, you open up the present eagerly, pulling off the wrapping paper with childish abandon. Inside, you find what at first you mistake for some sort of fluffy blue and pink rug, maybe even a soft toy that you can’t see the head of. However, as you take it out of the box, and get a closer look, you recognise that it is instead a Fluffy Pink And Blue Patterned Onesie. It’s a rather youthful style piece of clothing, and for one single moment you worry that it looks surprisingly like Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin fur, but are calmed upon realizing that it was the furry creature who gave it to you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/FluffyPinkAndBlueOnesie.png]]</div> Papa Glover, pressing a button on the screen of the tree, changes the display. Upon which you can now see that it is almost time for you to leave, and that your earnings report is also fully on display. Smiling at you, a little nervous, as if he wonders if you liked your present, the older executive tells you, "I’m sorry <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>>, but I’ve got to leave you now. I’ve got others that I need to go look after, at least for the moment. I hope you enjoyed your present for being so well behaved, and I hope you come back again soon, you’ve been a treasure to show around. Have a good day <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>>, and take care of yourself when you’re out of here, the rest of the facility can be pretty scary at times". With one last head pat, and another piece of buttery candy slotted into your spare hand, the kindly carer heads away. Sucking the tasty sweet, you turn your attention towards the screen on the tree, seeing how much your time acting childishly has paid off. <<set $earnings += 600>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a 10 point rating from - an adorable introduction to the nursery: G.G.P + 500 You brightened the Fluffy-Snuff-Kin’s day: G.G.P + 100<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> Rather overjoyed at the high pay out, especially as you didn’t have to do anything too embarrassing or unpleasant to get it, you start to get ready to leave, thinking back to what happened over the session. The onesie under one arm, you quickly say goodbyes to a few nearby littles and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Deciding that the best, and likely simplest option is to just give the big monster a hug to make him feel better, you contemplate how you’re going to convince him to let you. Humming merrily as you do, it only takes you a few minutes to decide what to do, all the while the smell of the sugary treats of the forest filling your senses as you do. Psyching yourself up you pace towards the giant furry kitten-bear. Lowering its giant expressive face down until it’s eye level with you, the beast having to practically lie down to get the effect, you can clearly see that it seems to be crying. Sniffling, the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin announces in rumbling voice, "Hello sweet little $firstName, have you come to comfort the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin in his moment of sadness? My tummy hurts badly from eating all these presents, but what else can I do? Please help the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin!", the creature’s questions broken up only with a series of short sobbing sessions. Your self-assurance faltering as you look upon the giant fluffball from a closer vantage point, realising how big it actually is in comparison to you. Turning your head back towards the entrance, you catch sight of Papa Glover giving you an encouraging thumbs-up, a warm smile pasted across his face as if he’s extremely proud of you. Confidence building from the encouragement, you approach the furry monster even closer, the absurdity of it all making you feel even more childish than you’d already been feeling since you came into the Nursery. With a small voice, you answer, "Hi Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin. You look sad. If you’re feeling so bad, can I give you a big hug to make you feel better?", holding your arms out wide as an offering to the great beast. You can’t help but make a shrill ‘EEEEK!’ sound as the creature’s immense form approaches your outstretched arms, colliding into you with its luxuriously soft furred face, the fear of being crushed very much real. However, as it nuzzles itself up against your hands, purring a little like a cat, you can’t help but giggle like a little girl from the tickling sensations. The action seems to have cheered to the creature up greatly, as it finally pulls back slightly to ask in its booming voice, "That was very nice and cuddly of you $firstName, thank you! Cuddles make it so you don’t need to eat? Really? Then I will catch people and force them to cuddle and hug me forever, thank you again for teaching me that great lesson young $firstName! Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin appreciates kind people petting him, and so you may have my old food, it tastes too hurt-y anyway, and I will tell everyone that you saved the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin and are a big hero". Laughing happily, getting really sucked into the experience, you give the big fluffball a last quick hug, thanking him for the presents. With a little difficulty, you manage to pick up all the presents, even seeing one with your name on top of it. Weird. Waiting at the door, Papa Glover takes your hand once again. Ruffling your hair upon your return, he picks many of the presents from your arms, lessening your burden as you walk back. Stifling a laugh of his own, he tells you, "You did great out there, absolutely adorable. You’re such a good little <<if $femininity <0>>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>, and you were so kind and caring, giving that big Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin all those hugs. You obviously deserve that special present he had for you. We’re almost done now, we just have to quickly look at the stage, then we’ll finish up at the talking tree. I know you must be getting sleepy, but you’ll be able to go for a nap soon dear". Heading back in into the playroom, you head through the next of the arches, [[the one labelled Front Stage|ABDL Job First Time 6]].

<<addToWardrobe "Sexy Santa Dress">>Getting into the back of the queue, you wait to find out exactly what you’re actually queuing for. You try to ask a couple of the short people who wear green, but you don’t get very far, their responses mysterious and noncommittal. Though you do notice that they all sport little pointy ears, and have rather annoying bells atop of the odd pointy hats they wear, though, maybe that’s so that people can spot them easily. You do however have a little better luck with asking the people queueing around you. One person in front of you, a <<if $abdlPlay>>girl in a short frilly dress with a diaper sticking up from beneath it, giggles excitedly at your question, and tells you, "We’re going to see Santa of course! He gives presents to all good adult babies, like new stuffies, or a new pacifier. He’s so nice! Unless you’re bad, then he gives you spankings for being naughty, like a whole years’ worth! So you gotta be nice all year around or he’ll be grumpy! Ooo, and, you get to take a photo with him to remember seeing him by!"<<else>>woman in a dress so short that you’re sure if you looked closely you’d see everything, titters excitedly, and tells you, "Well, every year this <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>super hot woman, who wears this slinky red dress with white furred trim<<else>>really sexy hunky guy, who wears this red bathrobe with white furred trim<</if>> turns up, and we all queue up and get photos with us on <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> knee. It’s really hot, and you get a gift at the end. I don’t know what all the short people in green are about, but maybe they’re a PR group or something"<</if>>. Thoughts of escape momentarily cross your mind as you wonder if you really do want to be in the line after all. However, you’re now deep in the queue, and getting out of it would not only be humiliating, but you you’re not sure you’d even be able to push your way out if you tried. Resigned, you nervously wait in line, the queue slowly moving you ever closer to your festive visit. Eventually though, you find yourself before the front door to the quaint little wooden shack, a small jingling green attired man nodding at you and tapping on the wall. Taking a deep breath, you tentatively push your way into the cottage listed as, ‘Santa’s Grotto’. <<if $abdlPlay>>The inside of the log cabin is much different than you expected, filled with stacks and stacks of brightly coloured presents. Many rows photographs hang on the wall, all of them featuring adorable adult babies giggling while sitting on a jolly looking overweight mans knee. And, of course, sitting in a big red upholstered golden throne is Santa himself. Wearing all red clothes, trimmed with white fur, the older man strokes his beard whilst reading a long and worn looking list. Upon spotting you, he booms out loudly and joyfully from across the room, "My then, if it isn’t little $firstName, aren’t you going to come over and sit on Santa’s knee and tell him all about what you want for Christmas? Don’t be bashful, you’ve been well behaved this year, so there’s no need to start ruining your record now!". Slowly toddling forward at his behest, not wanting to make the mysterious man angry, you reach towards him only to be quickly and easily swept upon his lap. Squirming a little, you find yourself to overcome with embarrassment to put up any real fight to the action, instead slouching into yourself to cover up the deep blush you now have. Anticipating the response, the jolly stranger gives you a candy cane to get your attention, giving you something else to focus on as you lick at its sugary surface. "Now then, you’re all settled for Santa, so what does little $firstName want most of all this Christmas?", he asks once more in that mirthful tone of his. Sucking at the sweet, you ponder for a moment what you really want, but in truth all the answers go in one direction, you want to get out of The Repurposing Center. In a small voice, you ask, "Please Santa, can I please leave the facility?", wondering if the strange man has that sort of power. However, from the sad look on his face it seems like he’s not going to be much help in that. With a slightly less joyous laugh, Santa answers, "I’m sorry little $firstName, but Santa can’t get you out of here. The facility is very secure, and you’ve still got so much you need to do here. After all, there’s diapers to wear, and naps to be had, and adventures galore. No, I’m sure that you need to remain here, at least a little longer. But, Santa does have a special present for a special little <<if $femininity <0>>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>", punctuating the talk of gifts by handing you a neatly wrapped box. Pulling the ribbon at the top, the box opens with ease, showing to you a very skimpy looking dress, the style very much like Santa’s own clothing. Confused, you look down at the very adult piece of clothing, and then back up at Santa. With a big booming laugh, the jolly old man bounces you up and down on his knee, laughing, "It’s a little unconventional as gifts go. But, if you’re going to be staying here you need some clothes to impress everyone, and I couldn’t think of a more impressive piece of clothing than one styled after Santa’s own. I’m sure all your little friends will be very jealous of you if you wear it, and all those carers of yours will be very happy all year around. Now smile for Santa sweetheart, we’re going to have our picture taken". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/SantaDress.png]]</div> And so, sitting there on the overweight old man Santa’s knee, you have your picture taken a permanent reminder that you met him and sat in such an embarrassing position. Worse of all, he insisted that you hold the dress out in front of you showing it to the camera, and you couldn’t muster the heart to turn him down. Giving you a big goodbye hug, he bids you farewell, and gentle sets you back down on the floor, allowing you to leave.<<else>>The inside of the log cabin is much different than you expected, more like the inside of a strip club than the sweet little cottage it appeared on the outside, dim lighting and dancing polls included. Even the helpers look different in here, their green clothing replaced with green leather strap harnesses. And, of course, sitting in a big red upholstered golden throne like a pimp, is Santa <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>herself<<else>>himself<</if>>. Wearing all red clothes, trimmed with white fur, the <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>hot and sexy woman rubs her curves seductively<<else>>hunky muscular man strokes his rugged stubble<</if>> whilst reading a long and worn looking list. Upon spotting you, <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> laughs out loudly and joyfully from across the room, <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>"My then, if it isn’t $firstName, aren’t you going to come over and sit on Santa’s knee and tell him all about what you want for Christmas? Don’t be shy, you’ve been very naughty this year, but I love naughty!"<<else>>"My then, if it isn’t $firstName, aren’t you going to come over and sit on Santa’s knee and tell him all about what you want for Christmas? Don’t be shy, you’ve been very naughty this year, but I love naughty!"<</if>>. Slowly moving forward at Santa’s behest, not wanting to make the mysterious sexy pimp-like figure angry, you reach towards <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>him<</if>> only to be quickly and easily swept into Santa’s lap. Surprised a little, you find yourself to overcome with embarrassment and arousal at being caught off-guard not able to put up any real fight to the action, instead slouching into yourself to cover up the <<if $penis>>erection you’re sporting<<else>>how wet you’re at being manhandled<</if>>. Anticipating the response, the jolly stranger purrs seductively running their hands down your <<checkSkin>> form, obviously overjoyed by the position <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> has you in. <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>"Now then, you’re all … settled for Santa, so what does $firstName want most of all this Christmas?"<<else>>"Now then, you’re all … settled for Santa, so what does $firstName want most of all this Christmas?"<</if>>, <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> asks once more in that mirthful tone of <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>hers<<else>>his<</if>>. Moaning a little at the attention, you ponder for a moment what you really want, but in truth all the answers go in one direction, you want to get out of The Repurposing Center. In a small nervous voice, you ask, "Please Santa, can I please leave the facility?", wondering if the strange figure has that sort of power. However, from the sad look on <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> face it seems like <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> not going to be much help in that. With a slightly less happy laugh, Santa answers, <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>"I’m sorry $firstName, but Santa thinks that this facility is great! Heck I get most of my randy-ist elfs from here! The facility is beacon of hot kinky sex, and you’ve still got so much you need to do here. After all, there’s cocks to suck, pussies to lick, and so many holes to stuff. No, I’m sure that you need to remain here, at least a little longer. But, Santa does have a special present for a special hot toy"<<else>>"I’m sorry $firstName, but Santa thinks that this facility is great! Heck I get most of my randy-ist elfs from here! The facility is beacon of hot kinky sex, and you’ve still got so much you need to do here. After all, there’s cocks to suck, pussies to lick, and so many holes to stuff. No, I’m sure that you need to remain here, at least a little longer. But, Santa does have a special present for a special hot toy"<</if>>, punctuating the talk of gifts by handing you a neatly wrapped box. Pulling the ribbon at the top, the box opens with ease, showing to you a very skimpy looking dress, the style very much like Santa’s own clothing. Confused, you look down at the sexy piece of clothing, and then back up at Santa. With a big booming laugh, the enigmatic <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>woman<<else>>man<</if>> bounces you up and down on their knee, laughing, <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>"It’s a brilliant gift, as gifts go. If you’re going to be staying here you need some clothes to impress everyone, and I couldn’t think of a more impressive piece of clothing than one styled after Santa’s own. I’m sure all your friends will be very jealous of you if you wear it, and all those clients of yours will be very happy all year around. Now smile for Santa hot-stuff, we’re going to have our picture taken"<<else>>"It’s a brilliant gift, as gifts go. If you’re going to be staying here you need some clothes to impress everyone, and I couldn’t think of a more impressive piece of clothing than one styled after Santa’s own. I’m sure all your friends will be very jealous of you if you wear it, and all those clients of yours will be very happy all year around. Now smile for Santa hot-stuff, we’re going to have our picture taken"<</if>>. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/SantaDress.png]]</div> And so, sitting there, squirming with arousal, on the <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>attractive woman’s<<else>>sexy muscle-man’s<</if>> knee, you have your picture taken a permanent reminder that you met Santa and sat in such an embarrassing position. Worse of all, Santa insisted that you hold the dress out in front of you showing it to the camera, and you couldn’t muster the resistance to turn <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>him<</if>> down. Giving you a big goodbye hug, <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> bids you farewell, and gentle nudges you off their lap, allowing you to leave.<</if>> Hugging your new outfit, you slowly walk away from the wintery set piece filled with cheer and good will. Taking one last wistful look back before [[returning to wandering through the shopping plaza|Shopping Hub]].

As you pass through the sexual services hub, your path is blocked by a truly gargantuan present. At maybe 10 feet in height, the ornately decorated box towers over you, the giant bow that adorns its peak only barely visible from your vantage point. Slightly garishly decorated, the present is covered in festive wrapping paper, little trees and presents festooning the wallpaper like packaging. Weirdest of all though, is that it has a person sized gift tag hanging off of it, which reads, "To: $firstName, Merry Hole-y-days, may all your holes be filled". Shrugging, you have a hard time figuring what’s more likely, that you’d find a present addressed to you just sitting in the middle of a crowded plaza, or that this is some sort of elaborate trap. Of course, the misspelling of holiday’s makes you lean one direction in your thoughts over the other, but it’s entirely possible that it was just a little harmless innuendo. Standing in front of it, you contemplate whether you should chance opening the gift, though <<if !$nonConPlay>>get a really bad feeling from the present, and decide that it’s probably not something you’re going to enjoy<<elseif $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>sadly you’re already too tired to try and open such a large present, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to give it a try?<<else>>you see no downside to opening it, in fact [[it could be fun to find out what’s inside it|Sexual Hub Festive Mystery Gift Open][$actionAmountCurrent +=1; $timesMasturbated +=5]]<</if>>.

<<orgasm>><<orgasm>><<orgasm>><<orgasm>><<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Putting your hands on the festive gift, you immediately realise how bad an idea trying to open it was. A loud whirring sound, accompanied by the sound of tearing paper fills your ears, startling you hard enough to root you to the spot. As the paper directly in front of you falls to the floor, not as a result of any action of your own, you see in large printed text, "Festive Containment Box, Current Occupant: $firstName, Rules: Only touching". Finally, able to see the underlying pattern of the ‘containment’ box, you’re shocked to see that it’s painted much like a cartoon reindeer face, but oddly, the nose section is missing, leaving only an open hole to the dark insides. Of course, you have very little time to think on that before countless metal tendrils start spilling from the gift's sides, all shooting straight towards you. Your capture by the box is not only practically instantaneous, but is almost embarrassingly easy for the chrome tendrils, you offering no resistance to the onslaught due to your overwhelming panic. Coiled in their grasp, they lift you up and in through the open roof of the structure, plunging you momentarily into pitch darkness. Unable to see, you feel the robotic limbs slither across your <<checkSkin>> skin. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Though you can’t see it, you feel it as the tendrils gently remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Though you can’t see it, you feel it as the tendrils gently remove your $currentClothing, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Though you can’t see it, you feel it as the tendrils gently remove your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked<<else>> Though you can’t see it, you feel it as the tendrils gently press against you, as if trying to remove clothes that aren’t there<</if>>. Funnily, whilst you’re terrified by what’s going on, the caress of the metallic appendages is starting to feel good, a light vibration running through each of them. You wince as a great flash of light appears, finally being able to see what’s going on. Inside the giftbox prison, there’s very little other than the mass of chrome tentacles, the only other features being the hole in the side you already noted, and a large screen that sits in front of you. Itself crackling into life, the screen begins showing you a video feed from outside, a small crowd of people slowly gathering around the novelty mysterious object. You hope that maybe that’s the end of what the box has planned, but after all that’s already happened to you the likelihood of that is slim at best. As if proving you right, you feel your bondage, the tentacles, begin moving you backwards, all the while lining your rear up with the hole in the wall. When they finally stop, your <<checkAss>> rump, and <<if $vagina>>glistening pussy<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock<</if>> are exposed to cold fresh air, dimpling a bit with goose-bumps in the process. Looking at the screen aghast, you see that your bum makes up the nose of the giant reindeer painting on the outside of the box, in prime view of anyone walking past. Worse yet, people are laughing and taking pictures, many approaching towards you amused at your circumstances. Many hands run across your bare behind, some of the more adventurous even giving it a quick and painful pinch or spank. Watching on the screen, your face turns red and you begin to worry that your bum may soon become a similar colour. That’s when you see a <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>woman wearing a set of punk styled clothing<<else>>guy wearing a set of punk styled clothing<</if>> start to run their finger in circles around your delicate anal ring, and with little time to ease it in, begins to press through into your bum hole. Mortified, you can’t help but moan out, though you’re thankful that the sound doesn’t seem to be leaking out, a small mercy perhaps. After that, the touching only becomes worse, everyone wanting to play with you more aggressively. Your genitals their plaything, your bum is bright red from all the spankings, and your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick has been milked dry at least five times<<else>>dripping cunt has been milked to at least five orgasms<</if>> since your unwilling incarceration. As if sensing your tiredness, the tendrils start to slowly pull you back in, giving the last person playing with you just enough time to give your sore bum a parting spank that makes you grunt lethargically. Taking a cold hose to you, you’re power washed clean by the box, then quickly dried off. It seems, whatever this prison gift is, it wants to return you back outside in a somewhat presentable state, returning all your dropped possessions to you in the process. As the box finally seems happy with your appearance, the chrome arms slowly begin to lift you out the top of the box, being much gentler this time. The last thing you see of the inside of the box, is a flashing message of, "Thank you $firstName! And, happy hole-y-days!", accompanied by the image of your bare reddened ass as the reindeer’s nose. Blushing, you await your freedom patiently, not wanting to give the machine reason to take you back in for another round. Placing you back outside on your feet, a stray chrome appendage approaches, bearing a small card. It seems that the flashing message that you saw briefly inside has been emblazed on it, as a special memento for you. How special. Now safely released from the bondage of the horrid gift, and extremely embarrassed, you [[return to wandering through the sexual services plaza|Sexual Hub]].

<<if !$mobileView>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/LogoSmall.png]]</div>by Jpmaggers<<else>><h3>The Repurposing Center</h3>by Jpmaggers<</if>>

Skills and Traits A list of all the current trained skills, and acquired special traits, that the player has currently. Skills are listed along with the level of the skill in question. Remember, not all skills and traits are positive. <<back [[Return to game|$return]]>> <hr>Skills: Makeup skill = <<if $makeupSkill == 0>>Untrained: You don’t know how to properly apply makeup (high failure chance)<<elseif $makeupSkill == 1>>Trained: You know the basics of makeup application (medium failure chance)<<elseif $makeupSkill == 2>>Expert: You're pretty talented at applying makeup (low failure chance)<<elseif $makeupSkill == 3>>Master: You have an unparalleled talent in applying makeup (no failure chance)<</if>> Oral sex skill = <<if $oralSexSkill == 0>>Untrained: You can perform sex with your mouth, just not very well<<elseif $oralSexSkill == 1>>Trained: You can adequately perform oral sex<<elseif $oralSexSkill == 2>>Expert: You're really good at oral sex<<elseif $oralSexSkill == 3>>Master: Your ability to perform sex amazingly with your mouth is uncontested<</if>><<if $vagina>> Vaginal sex skill = <<if $vaginalSexSkill == 0>>Untrained: You can perform sex with your pussy, just not very well<<elseif $vaginalSexSkill == 1>>Trained: You can adequately perform vaginal sex<<elseif $vaginalSexSkill == 2>>Expert: You're really good at vaginal sex<<elseif $vaginalSexSkill == 3>>Master: Your ability to perform sex amazingly with your cunt is uncontested<</if>><</if>><<if $penis>> Penis sex skill = <<if $penisSexSkill == 0>>Untrained: You can perform sex with your penis, just not very well<<elseif $penisSexSkill == 1>>Trained: You can adequately perform penetrative sex<<elseif $penisSexSkill == 2>>Expert: You're really good at penetrative sex<<elseif $penisSexSkill == 3>>Master: Your ability to perform sex amazingly with your dick is uncontested<</if>><</if>> Anal sex skill = <<if $analSexSkill == 0>>Untrained: You can perform sex with your bum, just not very well<<elseif $analSexSkill == 1>>Trained: You can adequately perform anal sex<<elseif $analSexSkill == 2>>Expert: You're really good at anal sex<<elseif $analSexSkill == 3>>Master: Your ability to perform sex amazingly with your rear end is uncontested<</if>> Exhibitionism skill = <<if $exhibitionismSkill == 0>>Untrained: You're not very comfortable exposing yourself to others in public<<elseif $exhibitionismSkill == 1>>Trained: You're comfortable enough to willingly wear skimpy clothing and tease others in public<<elseif $exhibitionismSkill == 2>>Expert: You're comfortable enough to willingly go topless and perform some sex acts in public<<elseif $exhibitionismSkill == 3>>Master: You're comfortable enough to happily go naked and have sex in public<</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay == true || $diaperMessingPlay == true>> Diaper training skill = <<if $diaperSkill == 0>>Untrained: You’ve not been diaper trained at all, therefore you’re unlikely to have toilet accidents without outside interference, and any diaper issues should be easy to undo.<<elseif $diaperSkill == 1>>Trained: You’ve been diaper trained a bit, therefore you’re somewhat likely to have toilet accidents, and any diaper issues should be possible to undo.<<elseif $diaperSkill == 2>>Expert: You’ve been diaper trained, therefore you’re likely to have regular toilet accidents, and any diaper issues should be difficult to undo.<<elseif $diaperSkill >= 3>>Master: You’ve been diaper trained extensively, therefore you’re almost certain to have constant toilet accidents, and any diaper issues should be extremely difficult to undo.<</if>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay == true || $diaperMessingPlay == true>> Potty training skill = <<if $pottyTrainingSkill == 0>>Untrained: You’ve not been potty trained at all, therefore if you start to have diaper accidents it will be hard to undo them.<<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 1>>Trained: You’ve been potty trained a bit, therefore if you start to have diaper accidents it will be a bit easier to undo them. You also can predict your toilet needs slightly better.<<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 2>>Expert: You’ve been potty trained, therefore if you start to have diaper accidents it will be easier to undo them. You also can predict your toilet needs better.<<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 3>>Master: You’ve been potty trained extensively, therefore if you start to have diaper accidents it will be much easier to undo them. You also can predict your toilet needs significantly better.<</if>><</if>><<if $bimboPlay == true>> Bimbo training skill = <<if $bimboSkill == 0>>Untrained: You’ve not been bimbo trained at all, your mind is completely free of bimbo hypnosis<<elseif $bimboSkill == 1>>Trained: You’ve been bimbo trained a bit, you have a bit of a hard time thinking clearly, occasionally you wander off from where you're supposed to be<<elseif $bimboSkill == 2>>Expert: You’ve been bimbo trained, you have a hard time thinking clearly, sometimes you wander off from where you're supposed to be, also everything is super fun<<elseif $bimboSkill == 3>>Master: You’ve been bimbo trained extensively, you have an extremely hard time thinking clearly, often you wander off from where you're supposed to be because you get confused. Also, isn't pink the super best?<</if>><</if>><<if $lactationPlay == true>> Lactation training skill = <<if $lactationSkill == 0>>Untrained: You’ve not been lactation trained at all, you don’t have any special knowledge about lactation that would increase your <<checkLactationType>> yield, but you could still lactate given the right circumstances<<elseif $lactationSkill == 1>>Trained: You’ve been lactation trained a bit, you have some knowledge about how to properly treat your body so that you can produce a slightly higher <<checkLactationType>> yield<<elseif $lactationSkill == 2>>Expert: You’ve been lactation trained, you have a decent amount of knowledge on how to properly treat your body so that you can produce a higher <<checkLactationType>> yield. That includes knowing techniques to massage your <<checkLactationType>> ducts, and what sort of diet would help your produce quantity and quality<<elseif $lactationSkill == 3>>Master: You’ve been lactation trained extensively, you have an amazing amount of knowledge on how to properly treat your body so that you can produce truly prodigious <<checkLactationType>> yields. That includes knowing techniques to massage your <<checkLactationType>> ducts, what sort of diet would help your produce quantity and quality, and even sleeping positions that help alleviate the associated sorenesses<</if>><</if>><<if $pregnancyPlay == true && $impregnatable>> Pre-natal training skill = <<if $pregnancySkill == 0>>Untrained: You’ve not undergone any pre-natal training at all, as such you have little understanding of the ways to better care for your pregnancies, and are not making any lifestyle choices to increase your fertility<<elseif $pregnancySkill == 1>>Trained: You’ve undergone some pre-natal training, as such you can manage your pregnancies slightly better not finding them exhausting for as long as others might do, you also have learned some lifestyle habits which minorly increase your fertility <<elseif $pregnancySkill == 2>>Expert: You’ve undergone a valid amount of pre-natal training, as such you can manage your pregnancies better not finding them exhausting for as long as others might do, you also have learned a series of lifestyle habits which increase your fertility<<elseif $pregnancySkill == 3>>Master: You’ve undergone extensive pre-natal training to the point that you know all there is to know about pregnancy, as such you can manage your pregnancies much better not finding them exhausting at all, you also have learned extensive lifestyle habits which majorly increase your fertility<</if>><</if>> <hr>Traits: <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>Permanently Poor (Background) - Growing up in a poor family, you never had much luck. Doing poorly at school and not being able to get a job, you were forced to live off of government assistance. Whilst this hasn’t done you many favours, the one thing you do know is how to live on a budget (-100 G.G.P daily upkeep, hygiene services only cost half)<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 1>>Rich Drop-out (Background) - Despite coming from a wealthy family of genetic scientists you were personally far less successful. Flunking out of school and not being able to get a job, your parents wanted you to stand on your own two feet and you were forced to live off of government assistance. Thankfully, your family name still has some sway, allowing you some additional benefits (+5000 G.G.P starting money, bonus prestige at auction)<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 2>>Cat-ian Family (Background) - With the advent of genetic manipulation came numerous sub-cultures and pop-up religions, one of them being the Cat-ian’s. A pseudo religion, your family believed that cat-girls would one day inherit the earth with their cuteness, getting modified to suit their beliefs before you were even born. Having a pair of cat ears and a matching tail from birth, you have a good idea how cat-people think and act (resetting cat ears + cat tail mod, increased relationship with cat-girls, increased cat-maid pay-outs)<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 3>>Crime Pays (Background) - Your family were from the slum districts and so were you. Life was tough, but that only made you tougher, turning to crime to make ends meet. This experience has left you with a very specific set of skills and a bad attitude to match them (+50 starting dominance, better pickpocketing outcomes)<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 4>>Privileged and Pampered (Background) - Your family were part of the historic aristocracy, astoundingly rich to the point that life was simply wonderful for you growing up. Never having to work for anything has had its toll, leaving you poorly equipped to look after yourself, but with your family looking out for you how can you fail (+500 G.G.P gift every 3 days, bonus prestige at auction, lower complaint level by 1 every 3 days)<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 5>>Makeover Artist (Background) - Clothing, makeup, hairstyles, they’ve always been such an amazing thing to you. Growing up, you loved nothing more than reading fashion magazines and trying out new looks. Over the years you’ve built up a unique talent and made quite a lot of contacts within the beauty and fashion industries who might be willing to help you out (5 bonus random starting outfits, increased pay from makeover artist job, free makeup training, free beauty goo resource gifts every 3 days)<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 6>>Natural Submissive (Background) - When other people talked about what they wanted to be after graduating from school, you only had one answer, a sex slave. You might not have said it out loud, but in your heart, you’ve always wanted to be dominated in such a thorough manner. Watching countless hours of slave and sex training videos, along with your natural submissiveness, you’d be a great catch to any owner (+50 submissiveness, bonus options at auction, increased pay from; brothel, gloryhole, degradationist brothel)<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>>Farm Hand (Background) - Growing up was slightly strange on your parent’s farm, helping out with the farm work. Things got even weirder when they converted things from a standard dairy farm to a hucow dairy farm. However, from your experience caring for and milking human cattle you’ve become an expert in all this related to them (increased pay from Industrial Dairy, cheaper lactation mods, bonus farm show points)<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 8>>Ageing Child Star (Background) - Fame and success came to you at a young age when you scored a starring role on a popular sitcom. Sadly, your success was short lived, never translating from your childhood into your further years. You were just too typecast as that cute kid people remembered from years back. Still, you’re a natural actor, and have a dedicated fan following even after all these years (increased pay from adult nursery job, 5 bonus random ABDL starting outfits, bonus prestige at auction)<</if>> <<if $roomLevel == 0>>Poorly rested – You don't have a room, so you are unable to get a good night’s sleep. (Subtracts 1 from your maximum actions)<<elseif $roomLevel == 1>>Normally Rested – Your bedroom is comfortable enough, but it offers no great benefit to you. (Adds 0 extra to your maximum actions)<<elseif $roomLevel == 2>>Well Rested – Your bedroom is extremely comfortable. Enough so that you wake up every day with extra energy. (Adds 1 extra to your maximum actions)<<elseif $roomLevel == 3>>Extremely Well Rested – Your bedroom is amazing, and you could likely hibernate months away in it. Enough so that you wake up every day brimming with extra energy. (Adds 2 extra to your maximum actions)<</if>><<if $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceTreatment>> Forced Incontinence – You're unable to keep yourself from urinating at inappropriate times, and in inappropriate circumstances. All due to a treatment you underwent. (random pay-outs)<</if>><<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel > 0) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessLevel > 0)>> Diaper Accidents – You're unable to keep yourself from <<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel > 0) && ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessLevel > 0)>>wetting and messing yourself<<elseif ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel > 0)>>wetting yourself<<else>>messing yourself<</if>>, and would be best advised to wear a diaper to avoid creating a situation requiring a clean-up team. <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>Your current wetting circumstances are <<if $diaperWetLevel == 0>>that you don’t accidentally wet yourself at all<<elseif $diaperWetLevel == 1>>that you rarely wet yourself<<elseif $diaperWetLevel == 2>>that you occasionally wet yourself<<elseif $diaperWetLevel == 3>>that you regularly wet yourself<<elseif $diaperWetLevel == 4>>that you very frequently wet yourself<<elseif $diaperWetLevel == 5>>that you wet yourself almost constantly<</if>>. <</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>>Your current messing circumstances are <<if $diaperMessLevel == 0>>that you don’t accidentally mess yourself at all<<elseif $diaperMessLevel == 1>>that you rarely mess yourself<<elseif $diaperMessLevel == 2>>that you occasionally mess yourself<<elseif $diaperMessLevel == 3>>that you regularly mess yourself<<elseif $diaperMessLevel == 4>>that you very frequently mess yourself<<elseif $diaperMessLevel == 5>>that you mess yourself almost constantly<</if>>. <</if>><</if>><<if $lactationPlay && $lactating>> Lactating – Your body produces <<checkLactationType>> that is expressed through your nipples. Not only is it a great way to make money, but some partners really find it a strong turn on too.<</if>><<if $pregnancyPlay && $impregnatable>> Fertile – Due to receiving a special fertility-based treatment you are now able to conceive children. Though, only if you have the right genitals of course.<</if>><<if $pregnancyPlay && $virile>> Virile – Due to receiving a special virility-based treatment you are now able to impregnate others. Though, only if you have the right genitals of course.<</if>><<if $submissionTrainingTrait>> Extensive Submission Training – From multiple visits to the Submission Training classroom you’ve begun reinforcing your own submissive behaviour, the off-putting punishments having weakened your resolve and made you a generally meeker person. (Adds 3 submissiveness points at the start of every day)<</if>><<if $pickPocketingTrait >> Trained Pick-pocket – Thanks to your tutelage on the topic by the vent dwelling Mari, you’re now significantly better at pick-pocketing people. Both in terms of finding the easiest targets, and in your general abilities to steal from others undetected, you’re now able to do both with ease.<</if>><<if $chessTrait >> Prepared For Chess – Having received advice on the game by the mysterious Chess Man, you have a greater understanding of how to compose strategies to win the game.<</if>><<if $broodmareTrait>> Broodmare – More than 3 children is often considered a big family, but you’ve given birth to at least 10 children, which at this stage can only be described as a lifestyle choice. Further, after going through the pregnancy process so many times your body has dramatically acclimated to the facility’s fertility serum, your hormones adapting you to be perfectly suited for childbirth. (Fertility + 20, Pregnancy Speed + 2)<<elseif $breederTrait>> Breeder – Having given birth to at least 3 children you have had more children than most. After going through the pregnancy process multiple times your body has acclimated to the facility’s fertility serum, your hormones adapting you to be even more suited for childbirth. (Fertility + 10, Pregnancy Speed + 1)<</if>><<if $breedingStallionTrait>> Breeding Stallion – Siring 3 children is often considered a big family, but you’re the father of at least 10 children, which at this stage can only be described as a lifestyle choice. Further, after procreating so many times your body has dramatically acclimated to the facility’s virility serum, your hormones adapting you to be perfectly suited for impregnating others. (Virility + 20)<<elseif $studTrait>> Stud – Having sired at least 3 children you have had a hand in creating more children than most. After procreating multiple times your body has acclimated to the facility’s virility serum, your hormones adapting you to be even more capable of impregnating others. (Virility + 10)<</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Ultimate mattress") != -1>> The Ultimate Mattress – Your mattress is just divine, unimaginably so. Sometimes, you can’t even figure out how it is so amazing, lulling you back to sleep with subtle music, turning you just a fraction so you’re more comfortable, keeping your temperature perfect, it does all that and more. So much so that you’ve got an extra spring in your step all day long. (Adds 1 extra to your maximum actions)<</if>><<if $pregnancyLactationBoost && $lactating && $lactationPlay>> Pregnancy Lactation Boost – Being pregnant has its benefits, and one of those is the amount of new hormones your body creates. As a result of your pregnancy hormones your body now creates more lactative fluid, but on top of that people are willing to pay a little bit more for it too. (Lactation amount +20%, Lactation value + 10%)<</if>><<if $experimentalWeightRegulator>> Experimental Weight Regulator Biological Modification – Due to a biological treatment you’ve received your body now automatically adjusts itself as you sleep towards an average human weight. (Adds or removes 3 weight points aiming towards a score of 50 at the start of every day)<</if>><<if $experimentalMuscleRegulator>> Experimental Muscle Regulator Biological Modification – Due to a biological treatment you’ve received your body now automatically adjusts itself as you sleep towards an average human muscle mass. (Adds or removes 3 muscle points aiming towards a score of 50 at the start of every day)<</if>><<if $hairFreeze>> Frozen Hair Growth Treatment – Your head hair has been treated with a number of specialized products to ensure that it no longer naturally grows over time. Hair growth treatments will, however, still be fully effective.<</if>><<if $hairRapid>> Rapid Hair Growth Treatment – Your head hair has been treated with a number of specialized products to ensure that it grows much faster than normal. Instead of growing every 7 days as a result of your main facility treatment, it’ll now grow every 3 days.<</if>><<if $internalBalls>> Internal Balls Mod – You’ve received a biological modification which gives you internal testicles. These balls produce semen like normal external balls would, and can be combined together to offer an even greater amount of cum production and storage.<</if>><<if $lactationBoosterSpeed > 0>> Lactation Speed Booster – You’ve received <<if $lactationBoosterSpeed == 1>>a chemical treatment which has<<elseif $lactationBoosterSpeed == 2>>two chemical treatments which have<<elseif $lactationBoosterSpeed == 3>>three chemical treatments which have<</if>> permanently increased your rate of lactation production.<</if>><<if $lactationBoosterStorage > 0>> Lactation Storage Booster – You’ve received <<if $lactationBoosterStorage == 1>>a chemical treatment which has<<elseif $lactationBoosterStorage == 2>>two chemical treatments which have<<elseif $lactationBoosterStorage == 3>>three chemical treatments which have<</if>> permanently increased your ability to store lactative fluid within your body.<</if>><<if $lactationBoosterQuantity > 0>> Lactation Quantity Booster – You’ve received <<if $lactationBoosterQuantity == 1>>a chemical treatment which has<<elseif $lactationBoosterQuantity == 2>>two chemical treatments which have<<elseif $lactationBoosterQuantity == 3>>three chemical treatments which have<</if>> permanently increased your rate of lactation production and your ability to store lactative fluid within your body.<</if>><<if $cumBoosterSpeed > 0>> Cum Speed Booster – You’ve received <<if $cumBoosterSpeed == 1>>a chemical treatment which has<<elseif $cumBoosterSpeed == 2>>two chemical treatments which have<<elseif $cumBoosterSpeed == 3>>three chemical treatments which have<</if>> permanently increased your rate of cum production.<</if>><<if $cumBoosterStorage > 0>> Cum Storage Booster – You’ve received <<if $cumBoosterStorage == 1>>a chemical treatment which has<<elseif $cumBoosterStorage == 2>>two chemical treatments which have<<elseif $cumBoosterStorage == 3>>three chemical treatments which have<</if>> permanently increased your ability to store cum within your balls.<</if>><<if $cumBoosterQuantity > 0>> Cum Quantity Booster – You’ve received <<if $cumBoosterQuantity == 1>>a chemical treatment which has<<elseif $cumBoosterQuantity == 2>>two chemical treatments which have<<elseif $cumBoosterQuantity == 3>>three chemical treatments which have<</if>> permanently increased your rate of cum production and your ability to store cum within your balls.<</if>><<if $fertilityBoosterMinor || $fertilityBoosterMedium || $fertilityBoosterMajor>> Fertility Booster – You’ve received a chemical treatment which has permanently increased your chance of conceiving children through sex. You have received the following fertility boosters; <<set _fertilityBoosterTotal = 0>><<set _firstFertilityBooster = false>><<if $fertilityBoosterMinor>>Minor<<set _firstFertilityBooster = true>><<set _fertilityBoosterTotal += 5>><</if>><<if $fertilityBoosterMedium>><<if _firstFertilityBooster>>, <</if>>Medium<<set _firstFertilityBooster = true>><<set _fertilityBoosterTotal += 10>><</if>><<if $fertilityBoosterMajor>><<if _firstFertilityBooster>>, <</if>>Major<<set _fertilityBoosterTotal += 15>><</if>>. (Fertility Score + _fertilityBoosterTotal)<</if>><<if $virilityBoosterMinor || $virilityBoosterMedium || $virilityBoosterMajor>> Virility Booster – You’ve received a chemical treatment which has permanently increased the chance of your partner conceiving children when having sex with you. You have received the following virility boosters; <<set _virilityBoosterTotal = 0>><<set _firstVirilityBooster = false>><<if $virilityBoosterMinor>>Minor<<set _firstVirilityBooster = true>><<set _virilityBoosterTotal += 5>><</if>><<if $virilityBoosterMedium>><<if _firstVirilityBooster>>, <</if>>Medium<<set _firstVirilityBooster = true>><<set _virilityBoosterTotal += 10>><</if>><<if $virilityBoosterMajor>><<if _firstVirilityBooster>>, <</if>>Major<<set _virilityBoosterTotal += 15>><</if>>. (Virility Score + _virilityBoosterTotal)<</if>><<if $multiplePregnancyBoosterMinor || $multiplePregnancyBoosterMedium || $multiplePregnancyBoosterMajor>> Multiple Pregnancy Booster – You’ve received a chemical treatment which has permanently increased your chance of conceiving multiple children at the same time. You have received the following multiple pregnancy chance boosters; <<set _firstMultiplePregnancyBooster = false>><<if $multiplePregnancyBoosterMinor>>Minor<<set _firstMultiplePregnancyBooster = true>><</if>><<if $multiplePregnancyBoosterMedium>><<if _firstMultiplePregnancyBooster>>, <</if>>Medium<<set _firstMultiplePregnancyBooster = true>><</if>><<if $multiplePregnancyBoosterMajor>><<if _firstMultiplePregnancyBooster>>, <</if>>Major<</if>>.<</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor || $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium || $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>> Pregnancy Speed Booster – You’ve received a chemical treatment which has permanently increased the speed of which your pregnancies progress. You have received the following pregnancy speed boosters; <<set _pregnancySpeedBoosterTotal = 0>><<set _firstPregnancySpeedBooster = false>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>>Minor<<set _firstPregnancySpeedBooster = true>><<set _pregnancySpeedBoosterTotal += 1>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>><<if _firstPregnancySpeedBooster>>, <</if>>Medium<<set _firstPregnancySpeedBooster = true>><<set _pregnancySpeedBoosterTotal += 2>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>><<if _firstPregnancySpeedBooster>>, <</if>>Major<<set _pregnancySpeedBoosterTotal += 3>><</if>>. (Pregnancy Speed + _pregnancySpeedBoosterTotal time segments)<</if>><<if $catMaid>> Cat Maid (Rank – <<print $catMaidRanking[7].Level>>: <<print $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc>>) – You’re an official employee of Pussy Lickers cat-maid café with all the benefits that go along with it. Cat-girls will be more friendly towards you, however bunny girls may see you in a different light.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingLeader>> Diaper Racing League: Champion Rank – In the Diaper Racing League you’ve managed to move all the way up through the ranks and take the champion position. Not only does this mean that your pay-out from Diaper Racing matches is higher, but your position also brings with it a huge amount of prestige. ($diaperRacingWins Wins / $diaperRacingLosses Losses)<<elseif $diaperRacingRank == 0>> Diaper Racing League: Beginner Rank – In the Diaper Racing League you’ve not made much progress, but you have taken part in at least one match. Whilst you’ve yet to see an increase in your pay-out for matches, your televised matches have brought you a little prestige. ($diaperRacingWins Wins / $diaperRacingLosses Losses)<<elseif $diaperRacingRank == 1>> Diaper Racing League: Intermediate Rank – In the Diaper Racing League you’ve made some progress, winning multiple matches. As a result you’ve seen a small increase in your pay-outs for matches, and your televised matches have brought you a some prestige. ($diaperRacingWins Wins / $diaperRacingLosses Losses)<<elseif $diaperRacingRank == 2>> Diaper Racing League: Expert Rank – In the Diaper Racing League you’ve made significant progress, winning many matches. As a result you’ve seen a moderate increase in your pay-outs for matches, and your televised matches have brought you much prestige. ($diaperRacingWins Wins / $diaperRacingLosses Losses)<</if>><<if $altMajorBimboTrait>> Major Bimbo-ification – You have mental abnormality that at random times causes your mind to become hazy and distracted, giving you an overactive interest in sex, candy, fun, and the colour pink. As a result of just how dramatic the issue you suffer is you find that you often drift off into fits of bimbo-ish behaviour, regularly forgetting where you’re meant to be.<<elseif $altMediumBimboTrait>> Medium Bimbo-ification – You have mental abnormality that at random times causes your mind to become hazy and distracted, giving you an overactive interest in sex, candy, fun, and the colour pink. As a result of the moderate case of bimbo-ification you’ve suffered, you sometimes drift off into fits of bimbo-ish behaviour, at times forgetting where you’re meant to be.<<elseif $altMinorBimboTrait>> Minor Bimbo-ification – You have mental abnormality that at random times causes your mind to become hazy and distracted, giving you an overactive interest in sex, candy, fun, and the colour pink. As a result of the less severe form of bimbo-ification you suffer from, you rarely find that you drift off into fits of bimbo-ish behaviour, only very occasionally forgetting where you’re meant to be.<</if>><<if $majorSexAddictionTrait>> Major Orgasm Addiction – Resulting from your libido becoming hyperactive you have an ongoing issue where if you go too long without an orgasm your cravings will take over pushing you to frantically seek one out. Due to you having the major version of this issue, you’ll find that you can only last about a day without orgasm before the yearnings kick in.<<elseif $mediumSexAddictionTrait>> Medium Orgasm Addiction – Resulting from your libido becoming hyperactive you have an ongoing issue where if you go too long without an orgasm your cravings will take over pushing you to frantically seek one out. Due to you having the medium version of this issue, you’ll find that you can last about two days without orgasm before the yearnings kicks in.<<elseif $minorSexAddictionTrait>> Minor Orgasm Addiction – Resulting from your libido becoming hyperactive you have an ongoing issue where if you go too long without an orgasm your cravings will take over pushing you to frantically seek one out. Due to you having the minor version of this issue, you’ll find that you can last about three days without orgasm before the yearnings kick in.<</if>><<if $majorCumAddictionTrait>> Major Cum Addiction – You have been biologically conditioned to seek out and consume <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>> if you go without it for too long. Due to the severity of your addiction, you require <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>> in your diet every day, otherwise you’ll likely desperately seek it out.<<elseif $mediumCumAddictionTrait>> Medium Cum Addiction – You have been biologically conditioned to seek out and consume <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>> if you go without it for too long. Due to the severity of your addiction, you have trouble going without <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>> for more than two days, otherwise you’ll likely desperately seek it out.<<elseif $minorCumAddictionTrait>> Minor Cum Addiction – You have been biologically conditioned to seek out and consume <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>> if you go without it for too long. Due to the minor severity of your addiction, you have trouble going without <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>> for more than three days, otherwise you’ll likely desperately seek it out.<</if>><<if $forcedDiaperAccidents>> Forced Diaper Accidents Chip – You have received a biological chip implanted within you, which activates when you sleep to configure your <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bladder and bowels so that they become prone to triggering wetting and messing accidents<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder so that it becomes prone to triggering wetting accidents<<else>>bowels so that they become prone to triggering messing accidents<</if>>. Better wear a diaper to not cause a mess when those accidents happen. (Adds 5 <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wetting and messing<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wetting<<else>>messing<</if>> points to the player each day, ensuring the player is always undergoing diaper accidents)<</if>><<if $hypnoBearTrait>> Minor Bear-based Brainwashing – After being given a strangely warm teddy bear by your trainer Aunt Mildred, you’ve been unable to stop yourself from snuggling up to it at night. Even weirder, you’re sure you’ve heard it whisper things when you’re half-asleep, but you can’t be sure if that’s just a nightmare you had. Whatever the case, the whole matter makes you feel a lot smaller. (Adds 1 submissiveness point at the start of every day)<</if>><<if $pregnancyActionLoss>> Pregnancy Exhaustion – Being pregnant can be tiring, from moving about the additional weight of your child/children, to coping with the hormones your body is now creating. You can find ways to manage your situation, but in the process you’re left with much less time energy than you did before. (Removes 1 action point from your maximum actions)<</if>> <<back [[Return to game|$return]]>>

Relationships A collection of information covering the people that you’ve met throughout your adventures within the facility, and the relationship that you have with them. <<back [[Return to game|$return]]>> <hr><<if visited("Introduction To Cell 2") || $day > 0>>Jess<<else>>Jake<</if>> <<if !visited("Introduction To Cell 2") && $day <= 0>>Jake is another new inductee to the facility, who is in the same processing batch as you. He's a rather short man, with a sallow complexion. Looking him over you see coming out from bellow his stained white t-shirt a number of obvious track marks, indicating the man is likely a drug addict. Relationship: <<if $jessRelationship >=50>>Close Friends<<elseif $jessRelationship >=25>>Friends<<else>>Acquaintances<</if>> Relationship Score: $jessRelationship<<else>><img src="TRCimgs/Characters/JessSmall.png" style="float: right;">Jess is another new trainee at the facility, who was in the same processing batch as you. She's a short brunette with a slightly androgynous female face. She normally wears a green summer dress that makes her modest perky breasts stand out, and is generally a pleasant and friendly individual. She seems pretty happy about going through the transformation process, being turned into a woman, though that isn’t hard to understand as she likely used to be a drug addict. Relationship: <<if $jessRelationship >=50>>Close Friends<<elseif $jessRelationship >=25>>Friends<<else>>Acquaintances<</if>> Relationship Score: $jessRelationship<</if>> <hr>Agent Davis <img src="TRCimgs/Characters/DavisSmall.png" style="float: right;">Agent Davis is a government agent who works at the facility. He's one of the men who brought you in, and saw you through initial processing. Whilst he normally is covered in a full set of government issued body armour, including a full-face helmet. You can see that even with the armour on he's a muscular and tall man. Though, when he takes his helmet off you also note that he's handsome, with short brown hair, piercing green eyes and a rugged chin which could only belong to a real man. Relationship: <<if $davisDating>>You're Dating - <<if $davisAttitude == 0>>Normally<<elseif $davisAttitude == 1>>Romantically<<elseif $davisAttitude == 2>>Degradingly<</if>><<elseif $davisRelationship >= 50>>Close Friends<<elseif $davisRelationship >=25>>Friends<<else>>Acquaintances<</if>> Relationship Score: $davisRelationship <hr>Dr.Radcliff <img src="TRCimgs/Characters/RadcliffSmall.png" style="float: right;">Dr.Radcliff is your doctor at the facility, and the man who gave your 'the treatment' during your initial processing. He's a small man and enthusiastic man, with short salt and pepper hair, and brown eyes. He's a bit older than many of the people you've met at the facility, having a few more wrinkles and signs of age. Of course, he doesn't go anywhere without wearing a lab coat, a sure-fire sign that the slightly over obsessive man is very much attached to his job. Relationship: <<if $radcliffRelationship >=50>>Close Friends<<elseif $radcliffRelationship >=25>>Friends<<else>>Acquaintances<</if>> Relationship Score: $radcliffRelationship <hr>Tilly <img src="TRCimgs/Characters/TillySmall.png" style="float: right;">Tilly is the bimbo ex-trainee who, now owned by the facility, runs the general goods store for the trainees. She's a short woman, probably in her late teens or early twenties. She has glittering pink plump lips, dazzling blue eyes and an angelic face, all framed by long platinum blonde ringlets. Usually, she wears a short pink latex dress that comes down to her mid thigh, and accentuates her large D-Cup breasts and stiff puffy nipples. You don't think you've ever seen the energetic and friendly girl wearing a bra. Relationship: <<if $tillyDating>>You're Dating<<elseif $tillyRelationship >= 50>>Close Friends<<elseif $tillyRelationship >=25>>Friends<<else>>Acquaintances<</if>> Relationship Score: $tillyRelationship<<if visited("Exhibitionism Training Main")>> <hr>Ashley <img src="TRCimgs/Characters/AshleySmall.png" style="float: right;">Ashley is the exhibitionism trainer for the facility, and has taught you how to be more comfortable being naked. She's an average height woman, with long and straight chestnut hair, though she keeps it's all swept behind her, leaving nothing to block peoples view of her constantly nude form. She’s very attractive and has a pair of DD-Cup breasts, topped with puffy nipples. Additionally, she's a massive tease, and a world class flirt. Relationship: <<if $ashleyRelationship >=50>>Close Friends<<elseif $ashleyRelationship >=25>>Friends<<else>>Acquaintances<</if>> Relationship Score: $ashleyRelationship<</if>><<if visited("Brothel Job Main")>> <hr>Mistress Sarah <img src="TRCimgs/Characters/SarahSmall.png" style="float: right;">Mistress Sarah is the owner of the brothel 'Sarah's Den of Opulence' within the facility. She's a tall and imperious looking woman, with long brown hair tied up into a neat bun. Her general clothing seems to be centered around expensive suits, which she wears with a long skirt bottom and a blouse beneath the jacket. The woman practically exudes an aura of dominance, and looks at everyone around her with a superior sneer. Relationship: <<if $sarahRelationship >=50>>She Likes You (But Likely Won't Say So)<<elseif $sarahRelationship >=25>>She Vaguely Is Alright With You<<else>>You Annoy Her<</if>> Relationship Score: $sarahRelationship<</if>><<if visited("Glory Hole Job Main")>> <hr>Mr Qwick <img src="TRCimgs/Characters/QwickSmall.png" style="float: right;">Mr Qwick is the owner of a slave glory-hole brothel called "Qwick Fuck", though he also owns other businesses and properties. He’s a large muscular man, with a bald head and a long beard. Whilst he cuts an imposing figure, the constant goofy grin on his face, and the way his eyes light up give you the hint that he’s more of a lovable giant than an ogre of a man. Mr Qwick wears a pair of leather pants and very rarely if ever seems to wear a shirt, opting instead to show off his extensive muscles. Friendly and always happy to chat, he’s not the sort of person you’d expect to see running a large-scale sexual service business, but that’s probably for the best. Relationship: Friendly Acquaintance Relationship Score: N/A<</if>><<if visited("Club B")>> <hr>Tony Bosco <img src="TRCimgs/Characters/TonySmall.png" style="float: right;">Tony Bosco, normally referred to by others as Tony B, is the owner of the coolest and fanciest bar in the facility "Club B", though he also owns many other businesses and properties, and also trades favours on the side. He’s a relatively average man in height, but between his piercing green eyes, immaculately maintained grease slicked back black hair, and traditionally handsome features, Tony B is a rather attractive man. Wearing an expensive, but not too ostentatious personally tailored suit, he’s more than happy to show off his excessive wealth. Never seen without at least one bodyguard, along with his tendency to be crude and lewd in conversation to even the most important people, it’s obvious that Tony B is a powerful man, and maybe less of a legitimate businessman than he’d like to pretend.<<if $bimboSkill > 0>> He’s also just so dreamy! He let you use his super amazing "Happy Room", and ever since you just can’t help but fantasize about serving the wonderous Tony B. He’s smart, like really smart, so he probably knows better than you. At times you fleetingly wonder if your massive crush on the man might not be real, but they you see him again and your heart is all a flutter once again.<</if>> Relationship: <<if $bimboSkill == 0>>Friendly Acquaintance<<else>>Eternal and Extremely Handsome Master<</if>> Relationship Score: N/A<</if>><<if visited("Salon")>> <hr>Anna <img src="TRCimgs/Characters/AnnaSmall.png" style="float: right;">Anna is a slave girl who runs the best beauty salon in the facility (or at least the best one that lets in repurposed trainees) for her master Mr Qwick. She's a very petite girl, with cute feminine features and a long mane of beautifully well-maintained brown hair that she lets flow free. Her breasts are only small, about a B-Cup you’d guess, though they are perky, and give her looks an all-around waifish quality. Anna wears a latex full-body suit which covers everything bellow the neck, along with which she’s always seen with the sturdy metal collar her master placed on her. As typical of a well-trained slave girl, Anna is very meek and shy, likely even more than could normally be expected of someone in her position, she’s also very quick to emotion. Relationship: Friendly Acquaintance Relationship Score: N/A<</if>><<if visited("Bimbo Training Main")>> <hr>Britney <img src="TRCimgs/Characters/BritneySmall.png" style="float: right;">Britney is a pretty bimbo who works at the trendiest bar in the facility, "Club B", though you get the feeling that she might be owned by the owner Tony B. She’s a large breasted woman, with thick lips and sexy feminine features, her striking bright red hair swept back into a long ponytail which brushes her plump ass. Always seen wearing a lab coat over her normal outfits, Britney strikes the look of a bimbo scientist, as strange as that may be. Happy and upbeat, she’s a friendly and extremely social girl, always up to have a good time partying. Relationship: Friendly Acquaintance Relationship Score: N/A<</if>><<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 2")>> <hr>Daisy <img src="TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisySmall.png" style="float: right;"> Daisy is a Lolita fashion obsessed bunny girl who’s owned by the, "Little Land Nursery", starring on their adult baby themed TV channel. She’s a short blonde girl with decent sized set of breasts, a cute face, sparkling blue eyes, and of course a pair of pure white bunny ears with a matching fluffy tail. Her incredibly long golden blonde hair is separated into a pair of loose pigtails, tied off at around the neck level with a pair of pink ribbons allowing them to flow freely all the way down to her knees. Always seen wearing various fashionable Lolita style dresses, normally in pink, for which she has an incredible passion, Daisy also wears a large puffy diaper which is most always left easily accessible in whatever she wears. Happy yet slightly more refined and quiet in her behaviour than your average little, she’s a friendly and sociable girl, almost always seen with her close friend Katie. The pair are almost inseparable, with Daisy acting as the more mature one of the pair, constantly pulled into misbehaviour by the more outgoing Katie. That said, she has a naughty streak of her own, though one that’s more sexual than mischievous, much more open to sexual situations than her partner in crime. She also likes to sing and act. Relationship: Play Friends Relationship Score: N/A<</if>><<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 2")>> <hr>Katie <img src="TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieSmall.png" style="float: right;"> Katie is an energetic and outgoing girl who’s owned by the, "Little Land Nursery", starring on their adult baby themed TV channel. She’s a short blonde girl with decent sized set of breasts, a cute face, sparkling blue eyes, and of course a constant cheeky smile. Her incredibly long light blonde hair is separated and woven into a pair of loose braided pigtails, tied off at about her waist level with a pair of pretty red bows. In terms of clothing, Katie usually wears something more durable to match up with her more active personality, preferring denim dungaree dress and top combos, just short enough to show off her large diaper beneath. Worse of all in Katie’s opinion, she’s often made to wear pink clothing! Cheery and energetic with a passion for the outdoors and nature, she’s a friendly and sociable girl, almost always seen with her close friend Daisy. The pair are almost inseparable, with Katie acting as the more decisive one of the pair, constantly pulling her friend into mischief and adventure. That said, despite her love of pranks, when it comes to more sexual matters she’s a lot less confident. She also likes folk music historical re-enactments. Relationship: Play Friends Relationship Score: N/A<</if>><<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 1")>> <hr>Polly <img src="TRCimgs/ABDL/PollySmall.png" style="float: right;"> Polly is a very shy and quiet girl who’s owned by the, "Little Land Nursery", starring on their adult baby themed TV channel. She’s a short red headed girl with a small sized set of breasts, a cute face speckled with freckles, pretty green eyes, and a constant worried expression. Her shoulder length bright red hair is separated into a pair of pigtails, tied off at ends with hair elastics. Rarely seen out of her special fleecy purple onesie, her outline of her large puffy diaper visible beneath it, Polly doesn’t seem to take much of an interest in clothes, though she does like to carry around a rather old and tattered looking teddy bear wherever she goes. Extremely shy and quiet, Polly doesn’t make friends easily, but she isn’t entirely antisocial, looking to make close relationships at her own pace. She’s also very attached to the owner of the nursery, Papa Glover, following him around and clinging to him whenever she gets the opportunity. She seems to have a real passion for napping, almost as if she considers it a hobby of hers. Relationship: Play Friends Relationship Score: N/A<</if>><<if visited("Restaurant Alfonsi")>> <hr>Villin <img src=" TRCimgs/Characters/VillinSmall.png" style="float: right;"> Villin is a very shy but friendly bunny-girl who works for the Restaurant Alfonsi as a waitress and pianist. She’s short at only about five feet tall, with pale heavily freckled skin, long fluffy rabbit ears, and a cute poofed out bunny tail. Her ankle-length violet hair really stands out, but maybe not as much as all the shiny trinkets she wears. Between the five rings she wears spread across her hands, the gold stud and septum rings embedded in her nose and the mix of silver studs and golden rings which adorn her fluffy long ears, you get the impression that she’s a big fan of piercings and maybe jewellery. Her appearance rounded out by a sweater blouse combo and a pair of shorts, showing off the mass of freckles spattered all across her body, she also wears a collar around her neck, though, it’s difficult to tell whether the choice of accessory is just a fashion choice or something more personal. Possessing of a quiet energy, Villin is an attentive listener, sociable in her own somewhat shy way. A great lover of music, she loves to play instruments as well as listen to live bands in her spare time. Seemingly quite close with her boss Mr Alfonsi, you get the impression that he looks out for her, making sure that no one causes the tiny bunny-girl any issues. Relationship: <<if $villinDating>>You're Dating<<elseif $villinRelationship >= 50>>Close Friends<<elseif $villinRelationship >=25>>Friends<<else>>Acquaintances<</if>> Relationship Score: $villinRelationship<</if>><<if $hannahDecision == 1 || $hannahDecision == 3>> <hr>Hannah <img src="TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahBratSmall.png" style="float: right;"> Hannah is a bratty girl, currently living at the, "Little Land Nursery", and also starring on their adult baby themed TV channel. She’s a short brunette girl with a cute set of breasts, an annoyingly adorable face, pretty hazel eyes, and a constant cheeky grin. Her now shoulder length brown hair is pulled up into a short messy ponytail that emanates from rather high up over towards the left side of her head. Wearing a very puffy and girly yellow dress that makes her look much younger, occasionally when she moves you can hear the crinkles of a large puffy diaper visible beneath it. Previously a rather mean bully who liked to taunt and tease you, the new Hannah is slightly better behaved. It seems like her time in the nursery has worked out for her, but she’s still a bit of a brat, in need of near constant reminding of her manners, or punishments when that doesn’t work. She’s also a lot more outwardly feminine since being relocated to the nursery, possibly not by choice, but her more lady-like behaviour is clear when you see her. Relationship: <<if $hannahDating>>You're Dating<<elseif $hannahRelationship >= 50>>Close Friends<<elseif $hannahRelationship >=25>>Friends<<else>>Acquaintances<</if>> Relationship Score: $hannahRelationship<</if>><<if $hannahDecision == 2 || $hannahDecision == 4>> <hr>Hannah <img src="TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahMeanSmall.png" style="float: right;"> Hannah is a bratty girl, and somewhat mean girl who’s currently living in the facilities dormitories as a trainee. She’s a short brunette girl with a cute set of breasts, a strangely adorable face, pretty hazel eyes, and a constant cheeky yet slightly menacing grin. Her mid-back length brown hair is pulled into a rather severe ponytail. Meanwhile, she’s rarely seen wearing anything other than her facility issued pink hoodie and yoga pants combination, preferring to keep the hood down. Hannah likes to taunt and tease you at every turn, a personal hobby of hers it seems. She’s bratty, and loves to get her own way, alternating between being very sweet and gentle at times, and ruthless and domineering at others. Seemingly not a big fan of being a trainee, Hannah in particular seems to be concerned with getting her own way whenever she can, looking to find entertainment wherever she can find it. Relationship: <<if $hannahDating>>You're Dating<<elseif $hannahRelationship >= 50>>Close Friends (and maybe also Hannah’s target)<<elseif $hannahRelationship >=25>>Friends (and maybe also Hannah’s target)<<else>>Hannah’s Target<</if>> Relationship Score: $hannahRelationship<</if>><<if $metAllie && $nonHumanPlay>> <hr>Allie <img src=" TRCimgs/Characters/AllieSmall.png" style="float: right;"> Allie is a sissy furry wolf-gurl maid currently in residence at the facility for a refresher training course, and who is incredibly well mannered and submissive. In terms of appearance she is a furry wolf girl, complete with ears, tail and snout. Her hair and back fur being a mix between a purple and pink colour, whilst most of her front is a dazzling white fur instead, her nose fur also standing out in that adorable pinky-purple tone. Meanwhile, her ears and the tips of her hands are instead a muted green colour. Collared with a thick and obvious leather band, and wearing a short skirted traditional black maids dress, you might consider her the height of femininity, cute freckles framing her cheeks. However, beneath her remarkably high skirt she has <<if $abdlPlay>>a thick black padded diaper with white frills<<else>>a pair of black panties with white frills<</if>>, a tell-tale small bulge at the front hinting that she might not be as completely female as she appears. <<if $cumPlay>>She’s also commonly very obviously splattered in many loads of cum, her tail, hands and down her thighs, all having a constant sticky looking wet sheen to them.<</if>> Submissive to the core, with a personal craving for sex and embarrassment, Allie is incredibly well-suited to the slave life. Working hard to finish up her top-up training, she looks forward to getting to go home back to her owners. Slightly clumsy but good natured, Allie has been tasked with offering you advice about how best to thrive within the program. <<if $maidStoreAllieFirst>>You also know that she works part time at Maid For Service the maid supply store under the watchful eye of Mr Marcus.<</if>> Relationship: <<if $allieRelationship >= 50>>Close Friends<<elseif $allieRelationship >=25>>Friends<<else>>Acquaintances<</if>> Relationship Score: $allieRelationship<</if>> <<back [[Return to game|$return]]>>

Inventory A collection of information covering all the things that you’ve come into ownership of over your time at the facility. This page also keeps track of your financial situation. <<back [[Return to game|$return]]>> <hr>Basic Financial Information Current G.G.P = $ggp Daily Upkeep = <<if $upkeep >= 0>>$upkeep G.G.P<<else>>0 G.G.P<</if>> Room Type = <<if $roomLevel == 0>>No bedroom<<elseif $roomlevel ==1>>Basic bedroom<<elseif $roomLevel == 2>>Deluxe bedroom<<elseif $roomLevel == 3>>Luxurious bedroom<</if>> Your room at the facility is a <<if $roomLevel == 0>>mystery to you, currently unassigned. However, if you had to guess you'd suppose it was a basic bedroom<<elseif $roomLevel == 1>>basic bedroom<<elseif $roomLevel == 2>>deluxe bedroom<<elseif $roomLevel == 3>>luxurious bedroom<</if>>, and it is painted <<if $roomColour ==0>>pastel pink<<else>>pale blue<</if>>. And, it contains a large <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> painted four poster canopy bed with pale <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> bedding, and a large pastel <<if $wardrobeType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> wardrobe of a decidedly <<if $bedType ==0>>feminine<<else>>masculine<</if>> design. <<if $aliceBody>>Standing on a large stand in your room is a pink sexy school-girl outfit wearing robot, that if you didn't know better you might mistake for a giant anime figurine.<</if>> <hr>Basic Inventory Contents: <<inventory>> <hr>Wardrobe Contents: <<wardrobe>> <hr>Underwear Drawer Contents: <<underwear>><<if $hairAccessories.length > 0>> <hr>Hair Accessories Collection: <<hairAccessories>><</if>><<if $neckwear > 0>> <hr>Neckwear <<neckwear>><</if>><<if $chastity.length > 0>> <hr>Chastity Wear <<chastity>><</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("Makeup Box") != -1>> <hr>Makeup Box Contents: Units Of Beauty Synth Goo: $makeupSupplies <<makeupBox>><</if>> <hr>Sex Toys Collection: <<sexToys>> <hr>Furniture: <<furniture>> <hr>Collectables Shelves: Top shelf: <<topShelf>> Middle shelf: <<midShelf>> Bottom shelf: <<botShelf>> <<back [[Return to game|$return]]>>

Quest Log A log of all the current and completed quests the player has encountered throughout their playthrough. Along with which, this page contains data on the statistics of the playthrough, and the current active sections of fetish content. <<back [[Return to game|$return]]>> <hr>Current Quests: Leave the facility - You need to at some point get out of 'The Repurposing Center'. Whether that's through going to auction, or escaping, in the end is up to you.<<if $day == 3 && !visited("Club B")>> Visit Club B - You woke up to find an odd letter instructing you to go and meet the owner of 'Club B'. Maybe this can be of some benefit to you<</if>><<if visited("Club B Tony B Ask Escape Facility") && !visited("Club B Tony B Pay Escape Facility")>> Pay Tony B to help you escape - The owner of 'Club B' has offered you the deal of paying 50,000 G.G.P in exchange for him smuggling you out of the facility. It may be expensive, but it might just be your best chance at freedom.<</if>><<if $aliceQuestStarted && $inventory.indexOf("R&D Department key card") == -1 && !$aliceQuestComplete && !visited("Alice Body Quest Start")>> Help Alice gain a body - You've agreed to help Alice the AI find a body. To start with, you'll need to find yourself a key card to R&D Storage.<<elseif $aliceQuestStarted && $inventory.indexOf("R&D Department key card") != -1 && !$aliceQuestComplete>> Help Alice gain a body - You've agreed to help Alice the AI find a body. You've gotten yourself the key card to R&D Storage, now you need to use the lifts in your dormitory to get there.<<elseif $aliceQuestStarted && !$aliceQuestComplete && visited("Alice Body Quest Start")>> Help Alice gain a body - You've agreed to help Alice the AI find a body. You've gotten yourself into the R&D Department, now all you need is to find her a new body.<</if>><<if $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && !$jessFirstQuestBlackmail && !$jessFirstQuestGaryRemoved && !$jessFirstQuestSabotage>> Rescue Jess - Jess has come to you in her hour of need, letting you know she’s been kidnapped. Whether you bargain for her freedom, try to get the kidnapper removed, or ignore the whole matter is up to you, but you probably need to make a decision.<<elseif $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestGaryRemoved>> Rescue Jess – Jess has come to you in her hour of need, letting you know she’s been kidnapped. You’ve managed to get Gary removed, now you just need to visit his place to get Jess.<<elseif $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestBlackmail>> Rescue Jess – Jess has come to you in her hour of need, letting you know she’s been kidnapped. You’ve managed to acquire some solid blackmail material that should help against Gary, now you just need to visit him to use it.<<elseif $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestSabotage>> Rescue Jess – Jess has come to you in her hour of need, letting you know she’s been kidnapped. You’ve managed to plant false evidence against Gary, now you just need to visit him again to see if it’s worked.<</if>><<if $mariQuestStarted && $mariEnding == 0 && $inventory.indexOf("Club B Storage key card") == -1>> Help Mari regain her stolen identity – Stuck in the facility, Mari has told you her how her identity was stolen before being sold on to Tony B. Offering your help, you’ve contemplated getting it back for her, or maybe working out a deal with the admins.<<elseif $mariQuestStarted && $inventory.indexOf("Club B Storage key card") != -1 && $mariEnding == 0>> Help Mari regain her stolen identity – Talking to Tony B you’ve pick-pocketed his storage room key. Maybe if you investigate further you might find identity papers for Mari.<<elseif $mariQuestStarted && !$mariQuestComplete && $mariEnding == 1>> Help Mari regain her stolen identity – You’ve paid Tony B off to regain Mari’s stolen identity. Now all you’ve got to do is return to her with the good news.<<elseif $mariQuestStarted && !$mariQuestComplete && $mariEnding == 2>> Help Mari regain her stolen identity – You’ve stolen back Mari’s identity from Tony B. Now all you’ve got to do is return to her with the good news.<<elseif $mariQuestStarted && !$mariQuestComplete && $mariEnding == 3>> >Help Mari regain her stolen identity – You’ve paid off the admin Lianne to give Mari a new identity that is almost identical to her old one. Now all you’ve got to do is return to her with the good news.<<elseif $mariQuestStarted && !$mariQuestComplete && $mariEnding == 4>> Help Mari regain her stolen identity – You’ve struck a deal with the admin Lianne to get Mari a new identity and a new job at the facility. It’s maybe not the perfect outcome, but you still think when you return to her, that Mari will be happy about it.<</if>><<if $felicityFirstQuestStart && !$felicityFirstQuestComplete>> Mods for Felicity – You agreed to help buy body mods for Felicity the debt-ridden red-headed programmer.<</if>><<if $felicitySecondQuestStart && !$felicitySecondQuestComplete>> More mods for Felicity – You agreed to help buy body mods for Felicity the debt-ridden red-headed programmer.<</if>><<if $felicityThirdQuestStart && !$felicityThirdQuestComplete>> Even more mods for Felicity – You agreed to help buy body mods for Felicity the debt-ridden red-headed programmer.<</if>><<if $alfonsiQuestGiven && !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Start")>> Taste test food for Mr Alfonsi – Upon visiting Restaurant Alfonsi, the proprietor, Mr Alfonsi, offered you a job taste testing some of his dishes. He did warn you that some of his ingredients may have side effects.<<elseif $alfonsiQuestGiven && visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Start") && !$alfonsiQuestComplete>> Taste test food for Mr Alfonsi – You’ve taken the restaurant owner up on his offer of taste testing some of his dishes, even after his warning that some of the ingredients may have side effects.<</if>><<if $sebQuestStarted && !$sebQuestFinished>> Model for Seb – Upon visiting Boundless the fetish clothing store, Seb the intern offered you to pay you to model an unusual outfit for him so he could sort out alterations to it.<</if>><<if $allieFirstQuestStarted && !$allieFirstQuestComplete>> Allie’s spanking task – Allie offered you the opportunity to volunteer to fulfil a spanking quota that the facility staff offer by coming to see her, assuring you that you’ll be paid 750 G.G.P for completing this task.<</if>><<if visited("ABDL Jungle Adventure Start") && !$nurseryJungleComlplete>> Nursery Adventure: Search for the Secrets of Diapu – You’ve investigated the a jungle-based adventure available in the nursery. They might offer a large reward for successfully winning this.<</if>><<if $abdlTrainerTask >= 2 && !$abdlTrainerTaskComplete>> ABDL Trainer Task - <<if $abdlTrainerTask == 2>>You need to sign up for Diaper Training at some point before you next go to sleep.<<elseif $abdlTrainerTask == 3>>You need to sign up for a shift working for The Little Land Nursery at some point before you next go to sleep.<<elseif $abdlTrainerTask == 4>>You need to make sure that you’re wearing a diaper before you next get ready to go to sleep.<<elseif $abdlTrainerTask == 5>>You need to go to the Little Land Nursery’s changing room and get fed by Aunt Mildred at some point before you next go to sleep.<<elseif $abdlTrainerTask == 6>>You need to go to your dormitory atrium and ask a random guard to give you a diaper check, making sure you’re already wearing a diaper.<<elseif $abdlTrainerTask == 7>>You need to go to the Little Land Nursery’s main play room and play with some toys in between jobs and training.<<elseif $abdlTrainerTask == 8>>You need to take the stack of diapers you found in your room this morning to the Little Land Nursery’s changing room and give them to Aunt Mildred.<</if>><</if>> <hr>Completed Quests: <<if $day == 0>>None<<else>>Introduction to the facility - You managed to get through your processing into a trainee without any major mishaps.<</if>><<if visited("Club B")>> Visit Club B - You visited 'Club B' and met its owner. You even managed to get a job offer out of the encounter.<</if>><<if visited("Club B Tony B Ask Escape Facility") && visited("Club B Tony B Pay Escape Facility")>> Pay Tony B to help you escape – You’ve paid the owner of 'Club B' 50,000 G.G.P in exchange for him to smuggle you out of the facility. It may just be that you’ve finally regained your hard fought-for freedom.<</if>><<if $aliceQuestComplete && $aliceBody>> Help Alice gain a body- You went to the R&D Department, and managed to stop Alice's plans to steal your body. However, you decided to still help her gain a robotic form.<<elseif $aliceQuestComplete && !$aliceBody>> Help Alice gain a body- You went to the R&D Department, and managed to stop Alice's plans to steal your body. However, you decided not to help her gain a robotic form after her previous deception.<</if>><<if $jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestEnding == 1>> Rescue Jess - In your attempt to rescue Jess time ran out and you failed to help her. Where she is now you don’t know, and there’s likely no way to change that.<<elseif $jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestEnding == 2>> Rescue Jess – In the end you managed to save Jess by beating up Gary, making enough of a scene that he probably won’t try anything again. <<elseif $jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestEnding == 3>> Rescue Jess - In the end you managed to save Jess by paying Gary off for her. It was expensive, but at least she ended up safely freed.<<elseif $jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestEnding == 4>> Rescue Jess - In the end you traded sex for Jess, providing Gary with multiple sexual encounters as way of payment. It was exhausting, but at least she ended up safely freed.<<elseif $jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestEnding == 5>> Rescue Jess - After acquiring suitable blackmail, you presented it to Gary, scaring him away. You think that it’s highly unlikely that he’ll ever return, and your plan certainly worked to safely free Jess.<<elseif $jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestEnding == 6>> Rescue Jess - After contacting Agent Davis about Gary’s crimes he investigated, removing the problematic guard for you. You think that after that it’s highly unlikely that he’ll ever return, and your plan certainly worked to safely free Jess.<<elseif $jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestEnding == 7>> Rescue Jess - After contacting Tony B and paying him, the crime boss removed Gary the problematic guard for you. You think that after that it’s highly unlikely that he’ll ever return, and your plan certainly worked to safely free Jess.<<elseif $jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestEnding == 8>> Rescue Jess - Tracking down suitable illegal materials, you planted them in Gary’s home, waiting for them to be discovered and him removed. Your plan was successful, and you think that it’s highly unlikely he’ll ever return, your plan certainly working to safely free Jess.<<elseif $jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestEnding == 9>> Rescue Jess - Gary offered you a pay off to walk away from helping Jess, and in the end you took it. What happened to Jess after that is none of your business, and even if you wanted it to be there’s likely no way to change that.<</if>><<if $mariQuestComplete && $mariEnding == 1>> Help Mari regain her stolen identity – You paid Tony B off to regain Mari’s stolen identity, helping Mari to finally regain her freedom. Though, she’s sticking around for now to keep you company still.<<elseif $mariQuestComplete && $mariEnding == 2>> Help Mari regain her stolen identity – You’ve stolen back Mari’s identity from Tony B, helping Mari to finally regain her freedom. Though, she’s sticking around for now to keep you company still.<<elseif $mariQuestComplete && $mariEnding == 3>> Help Mari regain her stolen identity – You paid off the admin Lianne to give Mari a new identity that is almost identical to her old one, helping Mari to finally regain her freedom. Though, she’s sticking around for now to keep you company still.<<elseif $mariQuestComplete && $mariEnding == 4>> Help Mari regain her stolen identity – You struck a deal with the admin Lianne to get Mari a new identity and a new job at the facility. Mari was slightly sad to be stuck in the facility for longer, but was none-the-less thankful for your efforts at giving her another chance at a real life. Though, for now she’s sticking around to keep you company.<<elseif $mariQuestComplete && $mariEnding == 5>> Help Mari regain her stolen identity – You betrayed Mari to the admin Lianne, getting paid to inform on her location. Even though what you did was rather mean, it does sound like Mari has a decent future ahead of her still.<</if>><<if $felicityFirstQuestComplete>> Mods for Felicity – You bought 500 G.G.P of mods for Felicity.<</if>><<if $felicitySecondQuestComplete>> More mods for Felicity – You bought 1000 G.G.P of mods for Felicity.<</if>><<if $felicityThirdQuestComplete>> Even more mods for Felicity – You bought 2000 G.G.P of mods for Felicity.<</if>><<if $alfonsiQuestComplete>> Taste test food for Mr Alfonsi – You taste tested dishes for Mr Alfonsi despite his warnings. In thanks he rewarded you with <<if $inventory.indexOf("Restaurant Alfonsi Discount Card") != -1>>a discount card for his establishment<<else>>a decent sum of points<</if>>, and a hearty thank you.<</if>><<if $sebQuestStarted && $sebQuestFinished>> Model for Seb – You helped Seb, the intern for the Boundless fetish clothing store by modelling an unusual bondage outfit for him, getting a payment and a store discount for your troubles.<</if>><<if $allieFirstQuestStarted && $allieFirstQuestComplete>> Allie’s spanking task – You received enough public spankings to fulfil the quota Allie told you about, being awarded the associated points for doing so.<</if>><<if $nurseryJungleComplete>> Nursery Adventure: Search for the Secrets of Diapu – You successfully retrieved the fabled golden diaper from the jungle of Diapu. Along the way you <<if $nurseryJungleKD>>helped save Katie and Daisy from a pool of quicksand<<else>>left Katie and Daisy stuck in a pool of quicksand<</if>>, and <<if $nurseryJungleBilly>>saved Billy from falling to his doom<<else>>let Billy fall to his doom<</if>>.<</if>> <hr>Sexual Statistics: Number of times masturbated = $timesMasturbated Number of times fucked vaginally = $timesVaginallyFucked Number of times fucked anally = $timesAnallyFucked Number of times you've sucked cock = $timesSuckedDick Number of times your cock has been sucked = $timesYourDickSucked Number of times you've licked pussy = $timesPussyLicked Number of times your pussy has been licked = $timesYourPussyLicked Number of times you've had scissoring sex = $timesLesbianSex Number of times you've given a hand job = $timesHandJob Number of times you've had group sex = $timesGroupSex Number of times you've fucked a pussy = $timesFuckedPussy Number of times you've fucked an asshole = $timesFuckedAss <hr>Fetishes: Lactation/HuCows : $lactationPlay Hermaphrodites : $hermPlay Cum Play: $cumPlay Watersports = $waterSportsPlay ABDl/Diapers : $abdlPlay Diaper Wetting (ABDL additional) : $diaperWettingPlay Diaper Messing (ABDL additional) : $diaperMessingPlay Bimbo : $bimboPlay Non-Con : $nonConPlay PetPlay : $petPlay Non-Human Sex : $nonHumanPlay Involuntary TF : $involTFPlay <<back [[Return to game|$return]]>>

Wiping the sleep from your eyes, you slowly come back to your senses. Looking above you, from the way that everything has moved in the ceiling mural, you’d guess you’d just slept away most of your session in the nursery. Pleasantly though, it seems that while you were asleep, someone had come around and not only put a pillow under your head, and tucked the blanket in around you, but had also given you an adorable teddy bear to cling to in your slumber.

With a big yawn you start coming out of your restful nap. Trying to stretch out your arms, you notice something is off. Instead of being able to wave your arms out without issue, for some reason there’s something soft and cushiony all around you. Though, there is some give to it, and it doesn’t weigh too much, so you’re pretty sure that if there is something there it’s piled atop of you. Opening your eyes sleepily to investigate, you’re shocked as something blocks your vision, feeling again soft and padded against your face. Digging yourself out of whatever you’ve been covered in, you soon come to the realization of what your white padded prison actually is. You’ve been buried in diapers! It seems, whilst you napped, someone decided to dump a large number of soft, cushiony diapers atop of you. Thankfully, they’re all new and unused. In fact, as you slowly work your way out of them, you’re very tempted to fall back asleep in them, after all they do feel really nice against your <<checkSkin>> skin. With only the realization that you probably need to leave soon giving you the will to resist sleeping in the comfy diaper mound. Finally freeing yourself, you spot a pair of figures running away from you, both of them giggling as the skip hand in hand. You don’t get a good view of them, but the large diapered bums, and the long blonde pigtails, give you a pretty decent guess at who the culprits of the prank are. Though, seeing as there was no harm done, in fact the opposite, you don’t really feel like it was that mean of them, at least as pranks go. In fact, it’s pretty funny when you think about it.

Reaching up your right arm to wipe the sleep from your eyes, simultaneously letting out a big yawn, you find something weighing down your arm stopping your progress. Still groggy from just waking up, you make the same attempt with your other arm to a similar level of success. Your mouth closing from your yawn, you also begin to notice something soft tickling your face, in particular just below your nose, that puts you on the edge of sneezing. Sleepily, you open your eyes, doing so just in time to see a large bundle of blonde hair sweep across your view. Following the movement, your view rests on the sleeping, and lightly snoring form of a short blonde girl wearing a pretty pink dress that barely hides her oversized diaper. Memories coming back to you, you recognize her as Daisy, spotting the twin bunny ears atop her head which are one of the easiest ways to differentiate her from her equally blonde friend. It seems that the diapered bunny girl must have snuggled up to you as you napped, which you can’t blame her for, especially when you realize how comfy you are. Of course, that only explains why you can’t move one arm. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisyLarge.png]]</div> Turning the other way, your suspicions are confirmed as you spot the pink dungaree dress, and blonde braided pigtails that confirm to you the presence of Katie. Also snuggled up to you, it seems in your sleep the pair decided that they wanted to make a $firstName sandwich, deciding that you were the cuddliest and most comfortable target to wrap themselves up around. The way that they rub up against you to get relaxed, and the contented looks on their faces, almost makes you just sink back into slumber. However, you realize that it must almost be time for you to leave, so instead you carefully disentangle yourself from the blonde pigtailed nursery members, hoping not to disturb them. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieLarge.png]]</div> As you crawl away, you’re sure you hear Daisy mumble happily, "So comfy … snuggle … pile … is best …", to which Katie responds with a drowsy sound of contented agreement, the two of them slowly drifting together.

Coming around from your nap, you immediately notice that something is different. There seems to be something on your face, something that you’re pretty sure is what woke you up. The feel of it is fleecy and soft, and for the most fleeting moment you wonder if someone was just a little too overzealous in putting a blanket over you. Of course, the weight and thick cushiony feel of it, soon give you the hint that it’s certainly not a blanket, the distinct smell of baby powder only further confirming you suspicions. Someone’s get their diaper on your face! Flailing your arms to push them off, you hear a small disgruntled moan in response, your arm knocking into something fleecy, soft, and person shaped. Opening your eyes, you see that the fluffy thing in your face is actually a purple onesie, and a particularly thick one at that. Wracking your sleepy mind, you try and think who that might be, vaguely remembering that the quiet and shy red headed Polly wore something like that. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PollyLarge.png]]</div> Responding to your movements, seemingly awoken from her own nap, Polly groans softly as she re-maneuvers herself off of your face until she’s actually lying down next to you. With a big yawn, she quietly mumbles, "Sorry ... diaper … on … face", already it seems on the verge of falling asleep on you once more. It doesn’t seem like there’s any malice in her resting position, instead it seems like she’s just a bit of a fidget in her sleep, as the normally shy girl wiggles around trying to get more comfortable. You’re tempted to fall back asleep, or at least keep watching, finding her struggle to find the perfect napping spot rather adorable. However, you realize that it’s probably about time for you to leave, and so start to slowly pull yourself up, taking one last look at the squirming usually shy diaper girl.

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>You order the eggnog seasonal drink, finally eliciting a response from the surly bartender, "That’s a great choice?", he grunts, a slight smile crossing his face, and his tone a lot more amiable, "It’s literally made with seasonal cheer. No, not that kind of cheer if that’s what you’re worried about. It’s made by a special machine which is supposed to actually condense the taste of cheerfulness and joy. Everyone should try it at least once". More curious than ever now, you nod again, noting your desire for the drink, though a little suspicious that the man seems to be actually treating you nicely for once. With what accounts for a smile from him, he wanders over to an old wooden cask, a festive garland hanging from it, making it feel extremely bright and, well, cheerful. It feels out of place, though, maybe the bar is just making an effort for the season, it’s a pleasant change at least. Tapping the barrel, a milky beige liquid pours from it, the frothy head atop it, making you wonder if it’s alcoholic or not. As he closes the tap, you would almost swear you heard a sound emanates through the bar, like the ringing of little bells. Weird, you think as you reach out to take the glass of eggnog, looking forward to this seasonal treat. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/Milk.png]]</div>Taking a sip, it’s amazing, feeling like a warm hug inside, comforting you and reminding you of happy holidays in years passed. Happily, you keep drinking, revelling in the enjoyable experience, thankful that the barkeeper for once seems to have actually acted nice towards you, even if you did pay him for it. Then everything feels even more off, like your floating on the spot, green and red crossing your vision like a filter across your eyes. Turning around, to make sure it’s not just in front of you, you find yourself surprised, but feeling too nice to really be shocked by the revelation. Just then, a small hoard of short people, all wearing green outfits including weird hats with bells on them, all enter the bar. You giggle merrily at the sight, the rhythmic walking of the little people as they walk making a lovely jingling melody. As they start to amass around you, you additionally notice that they have small pointed ears stat stick out the sides of their hats, which is pretty odd, but lots of people do that sort of thing these days. "Who’s been drinking the holiday cheer this time", asks an older looking member of the bell hatted crowd, receiving a short nod in return from the bartender who seems to be barely stifling a laugh, his usually grumpy look replace with one of amusement. All the while, you just sit there merrily, giggling to no one in particular at how whimsical the whole thing is. "Well then, nothing else for it I suppose. We’ll have to extract the cheerfulness and joy the old-fashioned way. After all, I don’t think we’re going to have the time to drag this one back all the way to headquarters, especially during rush season", finally truly acknowledging you, the leader states, "Now, you very much need to be milked, otherwise you’re going to start feeling rather grumpy and uncheerful before you know it. It’s called cheer overload, and it’s a very real problem. However, the method for extracting cheer is a little … lewd. Thankfully, we have a lot of helpful elves here, so I’m sure we can find someone to your preference within our crowd. So, get picking before it’s too late you young’un". And so, you do. <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>A small queue of the tiny men assemble before you, whilst another throng of male ‘elves’ begin to ready you for this so called cleaning process<<else>>A small queue of tiny yet attractive women assemble before you, whilst another throng of female ‘elves’ begin to ready for this so called cleaning process<</if>>. Funnily enough, the line in front of you, with you on the bar stool, all seem to be at crotch height, giving your elf prepared <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>dripping pussy<</if>> an appreciative stare. With a pleasant jingle, the first moves up to you, giving you joyful, "Happy Christmas!", before giving onto your genitals and lapping at them appreciatively. Thus the ‘elfish’ orgy begins, the little folk attentively playing with your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>vagina<</if>> stimulating you with their mouths until you orgasm. At which point they collect your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> in a rather pretty looking jar labelled ‘cheer’. It’s amazing, and you lose track of what’s going on, though you do seem to keep drinking the mysterious eggnog, much to the consternation of the head elf. All too soon though, they’re finished, apparently happy that they’ve gathered enough of your fluids to avert the crisis, leaving you just a little left to keep you topped up with seasonal joy. And, on that note, the small assembly of little people march out of the bar, the sound of their jingling hats slowly retreating into the distance. Before long, you finish your seasonal drink, now slightly weirded out by the hoard of short green outfitted people. Maybe you should get another drink, to make everything feel cheery again, you wonder, as you put the empty glass on the table<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>>. However wonderful that was, drinking all that odd beer, especially with your weak bladder, is likely to push you to wetting yourself sooner or later<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceCountDown >0>>. Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on that festive drink wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel a sloshing pressure in your bladder region<</if>>. As of now though, you just find yourself sitting at the bar, with the [[bartender in front of you|The Fainting Goat Bar Drinks Menu]].

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $penis>><<set $timesFuckedPussy += 1>><<else>><<set $timesLesbianSex += 1>><</if>>"I have a client for you, <<print either("Emily","Abby","Madison","Oliva","Georgina");>> <<print either("Smith","Jones","Paulson","Wilson","Johnson");>>, wants standard sex, but she’s listed as a special client as she wants to play at being a dom a bit first. It’s almost adorable", Miss Sarah describes with a wry smile as she escorts you to a suite. Opening the door, you can see pretty young ginger girl, probably just turned 18 from the looks of her. Her hair is pulled into a rather severe ponytail, and she wears a tight and very short leather dress that screams of someone trying to look like what they think a dominant Mistress looks like. "Hey, you, slave … toy, you’re mine to ... abuse for now. So you’ll call me Mistress … okay?", aks the small client an unsure tone in her voice, <<if $vagina && !$penis>>"My slave doesn’t seem to be … down there … in the way I’m used to … but I’m sure there’s still, um, something we can work out if you’re a good girl. But, first you’ll need to tell me, um, how much you respect your Mistress, because I’m brilliant and deserve to be told so", she continues, putting her hands on her hips and doing her best attempt at a cocky smile.<<else>>"My slave seems to be properly … down there … for us both to have some fun together … but, um, you’ll obviously have to earn that as I’m not touching your penis without you earning it by being a good boy. So, first you’ll need to tell me, um, how much you respect your Mistress, because I’m brilliant and deserve to be told so", she continues, putting her hands on her hips and doing her best attempt at a cocky smile as she checks out your <<checkPenis>> dick. She might be inexperienced at being in control, but the pretty red head staring at you shamelessly certainly has your cock growing hard in seconds.<</if>> <<if $submission >= 25>>Not wanting to disappoint the trainee dominant, you whisper submissively, "Yes Mistress, this slave-toy hopes that my amazing and beautiful Mistress is happy with my behaviour, and will allow me to worship her in a way befitting the goddess that she is". Looking up slowly from where your vision was affixed to the floor in deference, your response seems to have gone down well with your client.<<elseif $submission >=0>>Not sure what to do, but understanding the need to please your client you respond in your best attempt at playing the part of a submissive, "Yes my Mistress, the play-thing of yours wants to do dirty things with you to make you happy. You’re really … in charge, and I’ll be sure to work hard at having great sex with my pretty … Mistress". Looking at her to gauge her response to your slightly fumbled words, it seems like she’s pretty happy with the response, likely not sure what the proper response should be<<else>>Not really wanting to play into the whole submissive role, but knowing she’s still a client you respond in a slightly sarcastic tone, "Yes Mistress, you’re so very pretty and amazing. I hope that I please you, for I am but an insect before my mighty owner". Looking at her to gauge her response to your slightly mocking words, it seems like she’s relatively happy with the response, likely not detecting your sarcasm.<</if>> Quickly closing the distance between you, she puts her hands on either side of your head, and pulls you into a possessive kiss. Her mouth tastes of raspberries as her tongue invasively explores your surprised mouth, starting to really heat up your session. Seeing you slightly caught offguard, she takes advantage of the opportunity, running her hands across your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> hard cock, and your rapidly moistening cunt<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> hard cock<<else>>rapidly moistening cunt<</if>>, making you make a muffled moan of pleasure in response. Pulling back slightly, a more confident gleam now in her eye, she starts to push down upon your shoulders insistently. She is the client after all, and you’re still reeling from her previous actions, so you comply without much issue, much to her delight. Now towering over you, she looks down upon you, posing once again with her hands upon her firm leather clad hips. Moving to pull down the zip to the side of her dress, she tells you in a slightly nervous yet commanding voice, "I like the way you taste pet … toy. But, I need you to ask me nicely before we go any further", her booted foot moving toward your <<if $penis && $vagina>>needy dick and pussy,<<elseif $penis>>needy dick,<<else>>needy pussy,<</if>> rubbing it attentively. <<if $submission >= 25>>"Please Mistress!", you moan wantonly, enjoying the sheer perversity of the newbie Mistress rubbing you pleasurably with her heavy boot.<<elseif $submission >=0>>"Uhhh!", you moan wantonly, embarrassingly enjoying being masturbated by the heavy boot of the newbie Mistress more than you thought you would, or should.<<else>>"Just fuck me already!", you moan wantonly, not wanting to admit how much enjoyment you’re actually getting from being masturbated by the newbie Mistress’s heavy boot.<</if>> Dramatically flinging her unzipped dress to one side, she runs her boot slowly further up your body, before making a quick push that sends you toppling over backwards. Your back against the softly carpeted floor, the sight of your ‘Mistress’ is even more dominant than ever, now looming over you with a significant height advantage, finally getting into the swing of her role. Dropping down in one swift movement into a kneeling position, she quickly positions herself so that her legs are intertwined with your own, mumbling, "Good Enough!", as she does. You’re jolted by the sudden contact of her wet red-furred vagina against your <<if $penis>>firm dick, enveloping you warmly in her descent<<else>>own hot pussy, both of them making a lewd squelching sound as they rub against each other wetly<</if>>. And so, in the position of her kneeling up, and you on your back, the pair of you start fucking enthusiastically, both turned on from the previous foreplay. Any pretense of her dominance of the situation is lost in your passionate embrace, the only remnant of it left being the difference in your positions. After a few minutes of frantic sex, your <<if $penis>>cock being rubbed lovingly by her moist feminine depths<<else>>cunts lewdly lap and envelope each other as you rub together in a sort of sawing motion<</if>>. With one last heavy thrust, she finally reaches her peak, soaking your crotch in a spray of her warm and fragrant smelling fem-cum. The way her face looks, contorted in such amazing pleasure is what manages to tip you over into your own orgasm, your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick shooting a wave of hot cum into her convulsing and needy pussy<<else>>pussy covering her fire-haired pubic region in a torrent of your own feminine juices<</if>>. Utterly beat, you both hold your position for a few moments, panting as sweat runs down your nude forms. Leaning forward, she delivers a deep passionate kiss to your exhausted form, mingling tongues with you. "You did great! That was so much fun, I’ll have to come back again, maybe even learn some more tricks", she states enthusiastically as she pulls herself off of you, grabbing her dress from where she left it on the floor before strutting confidently from the room. Still out of breath, you take a moment to rest up on the floor before dusting yourself off and getting back to work. <<include [[Brothel Job End]]>>

<<orgasm>>You feel extremely horny, though ever since you received the treatment this has rapidly become the new normal for you. Deciding that you can spare some time to fulfil your needs, you clamber onto your large <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> bed. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Rapidly shedding your clothes as you go, leaving them in an untidy heap on the floor.<<else>>Already naked, thankfully you need spend no time getting undressed, eager to start your self-pleasuring session.<</if>> You settle on the bed, moving around a little until you can get yourself comfortable. The soft, thick duvet lovingly hugs your back, as your form slightly indents it. Moving your pillows to prop yourself up into a half sitting, half lying position you feel ready to start pleasuring yourself. You waste no time, one hand quickly making contact with your <<checkPenis>> cock, the other running a finger through your feminine folds. The double contact sending an amazing, yet brief jolt of pleasure through your body, causing you to kick your legs out automatically, moaning loudly in the process. Your cock immediately springs to attention, eager to be played with, a bead of pre-cum at the head, whilst your pussy moistens simultaneously, both sensing that they’re going to get a lot of attention. Thankfully, your ministrations are stilling their needy ache, for now. Running your hand across your sensitive cock head, smearing the pre-cum to lubricate your upcoming wanking session, you notice just how amazing playing with the end of your dick is, almost as great as when you flick your clit like you do with your spare thumb. Now soaking wet on both your sexual regions, you start to run your hand up and down your firm rod, whilst fingering yourself in tandem, juggling the duel pleasures at the same time. The feeling is both wonderful and relaxing, alone you have no one to please or worry about, just you and your own pleasure, and you’re certainly finding a lot of that. Thinking about all the sexy things you’ve seen since you’ve arrived at the facility, it doesn’t take you long before your lust has found new heights, both your cunt and cock straining, ready to cum. Seeing little reason to prolong the experience any further, ready to climax, you begin pistoning the two of them at a frantic pace, pumping your cock mercilessly, as you ravage your pussy with two fingers. If you weren’t so preoccupied, you’d probably be amazed at your co-ordination. With one hard last double slam, your <<checkPenis>> cock pulses in time with your pussy. Causing you to feel ecstatic as you cum and fem-cum shoot out of you, briefly mingling in mid-air before finally creating a large pool of your fluids sitting on your stomach and coating your hands. You moan in intense loud passion, enough so that it's likely heard across the dormitory, before finally collapsing on the bed exhausted, maybe a little sated of your horny need. After a few minutes recovery, you wipe your hand and stomach off with a tissue you retrieve from your bedside table, and pull yourself out of bed ready to <a data-passage="Room Hub">get back to doing something more productive</a>.

Staying in at the moment seems to be the best choice, especially with all that's on offer, you're sure you'll find something fun to play with. Wandering around the massive and brightly coloured playroom, you take a look at some of the options that are available to you. It all looks so enjoyable, with the many littles of the nursery joyfully playing with the various options that are provided for them. You’re almost in awe at the vast number of choices for play before you, sweeping your vision across large arrays of TV’s playing specially tailored cartoons, a huge ball pit and play center, an area filled with all sorts of toys, a small wood and foam fort, a literal teddy bear’s picnic themed tea party, and even an area filled with rocking horses and a strange knobbly wall which seems to be oddly popular. But, there's also a few other things you could do to pass the time. After all the nursery caters to a large number of full time littles, so it needs to fulfil all of their needs. As such, you can also clearly make out a well-stocked and seemingly automated feeding area, an extremely comfortable looking napping zone, and of course an area dedicated to diaper changes, which given the inhabitants situations makes a lot of sense. Looking it all over, you finally make your mind up over what you want to do today. Do you: [[Go take a nap|ABDL Job Nap]] [[Watch some cartoons|ABDL Job Watch TV]] [[Go and play in the tea party area|ABDL Job Tea Party Start]] [[Go and play in the castle area|ABDL Job Castle Main]] [[Play on the rocking horses|ABDL Job Rocking Horse Start]]<<if $hannahNursery>> [[Play with Hannah|ABDL Job Hannah Play Main]]<</if>><<if $metKristen>> [[Help out Kristen|ABDL Job Help Kristen Main]]<</if>>

You decide that all you want to do at the moment is sit down and watch some colourful cartoons, a luxury that you’ve had little opportunity to indulge in since your incarceration into the facility. Conveniently, there’s a whole section of the room dedicated to that. Filled with comfy cushions, squishy bean bag chairs, and some extra cushiony floors, the giant screens, show a wide array of specially made cartoons, most of them listed in their openings as produced by, ‘The Repurposing Center – Cartoon Division’. Whilst this added information causes you some minor concern, you’re too enthralled by the opportunity to watch cartoons to really care too much. Wandering over to the section, you spot a couple of the other residents of the nursery watching attentively nearby, many of them clutching adorable looking stuffed toys to their chests as they sit enthralled by the screens, laughing and gasping in awe. Finding a particularly comfortable looking cushion, you get down on your knees and plant your bum upon it, squirming a bit before you find a good spot to settle in. It doesn’t take long, especially with how plush it is, as you slowly turn your attention to the nearest screen trying to pick up on what is going on with the TV show it’s now playing. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/TVScreen.png]]</div> It doesn’t take long for you to become enthralled, your attention rapt upon the unfolding story. … <<set _randomScene = []>><<if $sexyFarmTV == 0>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Sexy Farm 1")>><<elseif $sexyFarmTV == 1>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Sexy Farm 2")>><<else>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Sexy Farm 1")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Sexy Farm 2")>><</if>><<if $beckyABDLSpaceTV == 0>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Becky ABDL 1")>><<else>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Becky ABDL 1")>><</if>><<if $randomABDLTV == 0>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Random ABDL 1")>><<else>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Random ABDL 1")>><</if>><<if !$playerABDL1EpisodeTV>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Player ABDL 1")>><<else>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Player ABDL 1")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay>><<if $mollyABDLTV == 0>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Molly ABDL 1")>><<elseif $mollyABDLTV == 1>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Molly ABDL 2")>><<elseif $mollyABDLTV == 2>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Molly ABDL 3")>><<else>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Molly ABDL 1")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Molly ABDL 2")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Molly ABDL 3")>><</if>><</if>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Sexy Farm 1">><<include [[ABDL Job Watch TV Sexy Farm 1]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Sexy Farm 2">><<include [[ABDL Job Watch TV Sexy Farm 2]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Becky ABDL 1">><<include [[ABDL Job Watch TV Sexy Space 1]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Random ABDL 1">><<include [[ABDL Job Watch TV Random 1]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Player ABDL 1">><<include [[ABDL Job Watch TV Player 1]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Molly ABDL 1">><<include [[ABDL Job Watch TV Molly 1]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Molly ABDL 2">><<include [[ABDL Job Watch TV Molly 2]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Molly ABDL 3">><<include [[ABDL Job Watch TV Molly 3]]>><</if>> Lazily, you get to your feet, remembering to be a good <<if $femininity <0>>boy<<else>>girl<</if>> and tidying up after yourself. That done, you return to the talking tree to see how high your ratings were today. Moving up to the cartoonish screen of the tree, you see that you were right, it is almost time for you to leave, your earnings report fully on display. <<set $random = random(4,5)>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a $random point rating from – watched cartoons in an adorable manner: <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you say goodbye to everyone and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<if $sexyFarmTV < 1>><<set $sexyFarmTV = 1>><</if>>The cartoon you end up watching ends up being luckily the first episode in the season of a show called, ‘Fun-time Farmyard’, and it certainly is listed as a produced by the facility in its rather normal introduction. At first, you think it’s going to be pretty standard as cartoons go, the starting credits giving no hint of anything untoward as it only shows backdrops of tranquil looking farm, all to an upbeat pop song that really gets you pumped to keep watching. However, the real nature of the show quickly becomes evident with the 18+ age logo that plays just before the first scene in which you’re introduced to the main cast of the show. All completely nude except the dungaree wearing farmer, the main characters of the show are a bunch of cartoon animal people, those of particular note being; an adorable blonde bunny girl who kind of reminds you of the Daisy girl you met and is similarly named, a sexy brunette cat-girl named Riley, a kindly brunette cow-girl named Betsy, and a shy red headed puppy-boy named Flopsy who seems to be constantly being pranked by the cat-girl. Together, they seem to play around the farm, doing things to improve the day of the farmer who goes completely unnamed. Of course, the way they go about trying to ‘help’ are largely sexual in nature. The very realistic cartoon characters constantly fondling and making out with each other, most of the time commenting on how it’s good to share and make people happy. The first episode revolves around the characters trying to find the farmers missing carrots. They wander around a bit, looking around the various barns before concentrating their search more. Riley the cat-girl takes the initiative to search Flopsy’s dog house, which turns out to not be the location of any vegetables. Though, they do find a large bone shaped rubber toy which Riley with a wicked gleam in her uses upon the poor rectum of the nervous dog-boy, bringing him to a loud orgasm that causes you and the other nearby littles to break out into a fit of giggles. Meanwhile, Daisy and Betsy search around until the patient cow-girl with a loud moo asks, "Hey, Daisy, have you checked in your rabbit patch for the carrots yet? You know, you never know what you’ll find down there", to which the view pans down to show a clear view of the bunny girls pussy, the green tops of fresh carrots peeking out from her feminine depths. With an embarrassed ‘Eep’, the poor bunny girl seems to recognize the presence of the large bushel of carrots, her cheeks turning red as she blushes, "I’m so sorry, I didn’t even know. But there’s so many of them stuck inside me, I don’t know how we’ll ever get them out. And, how did they get up there, did someone put all those thick and tasty carrots into my tiny bunny pussy? We need to investigate further". A quick cut shows a rather sinister looking latex clad pony-girl watching from a nearby stable, a pile of carrots sitting on the floor of her stall. ... And, on the cliff-hanger, the first episode ends, leaving you feeling horny, and more than a little curious to what happens next. Though, you suppose you’ll have to come back another time to watch the second episode, as you have a feeling that you’ll need to finish your session in the nursery soon.

<<if $beckyABDLSpaceTV < 1>><<set $beckyABDLSpaceTV = 1>><</if>>The cartoon you end up watching ends up being luckily the first episode in the season of a show called, ‘Becky-Lee Space Adventurer’, and it certainly is listed as a produced by the facility in its rather normal introduction. At first, the starting credits make you think that it’s just an establishing shot of space, with a large grey moon in front of you. But, as the shot zooms out you realize, that’s no moon, that’s a diaper. Yes, it seems that the giant cushiony diaper of our protagonist in the dark was easy to mistake as a small planetoid, so expansive it is. Getting a full view of our protagonist, you gasp at how surprisingly adult the small woman looks in comparison to her childish underwear. Her hair pulled back into a ponytail, she stands in a combat pose, though the look on her face comes off as somewhat torn between annoyance and embarrassment. What follows is a small number of clips from the series, showing Becky-Lee, the protagonist, fighting against diaper wearing frog and mole people, but regularly being captured and subjected to humiliating looking punishments. The opening credits finally ending, you can clearly see it’s labelled as only suitable for audiences 18+ in age. Starting, the show opens on a narrator describing the backstory of Becky-Lee, "Space warrior Becky-Lee was just a normal Galaxy Cop, bringing in some of the most fearsome criminals alive. But, when out on patrol her cruiser fell through a worm-hole stranding her in the diaper dimension. Captured by the evil Frog-Lord ‘Blurp’ and his retinue of caretaker guards, our heroine is completely at his mercy. However, will she escape from his wicked clutches?". Becky-Lee stands chained by her wrists and ankles in the middle of an old-fashioned stone looking dungeon, fiery braziers lighting the cavernous room. All around, you see large statues and murals depicting frog people wearing diapers whilst their large ruler who sits in his giant throne laughs at them all, himself not wearing any underwear at all. As the stories heroine tries to pull herself out her restraints, an extremely large bellied frog man waddles into the room, laughing loudly, "Ho,Ho,Ho! I have caught the silly outlander, running around like an adult. Of course, she’s just a big baby who doesn’t know what she’s doing. Though, she’ll not be much of an adult for long. Ho,Ho,Ho!", all the while he waves around a rod that looks to be topped by a rainbow glowing diaper shaped gem, leaving sparks of mysterious energy in his wake. You can see already why there’s such a high age rating on this, as his long slimy cock swings wildly as he moves. Struggling even more, she cries out, "Let me go, I don’t want to do this. I didn’t sign up for whatever weirdness this is. And why do you keep talking about adults, and that I won’t be one for longer". It seems a bit odd that she’s so scared, being a hardened space-cop, but the frog man is pretty scary ... "Silly words for a silly baby! Frog-Lord Blurp shall teach you how incapable you really are! Ho,Ho,Ho!", laughs the frog man in a loud croaking laugh. Squirming in her attempts to escape, Becky-Lee doesn’t even seem to recognise that Blurp is now waving his odd sceptre at her, a whirlwind of strange energy growing around him. Then with a sudden crackle, you see that the serious brunette is now encased in a large and rather soft looking diaper. It takes her a moment to realize, much to her embarrassment and shock, causing her to shout out angrily to response other than laughter from her tormentor. Raising a hand, Blurp announces, "Ho,Ho,Ho! You are now trapped in a mega diaper, saved for only the silliest of babies. That diaper is irremovable by anyone but me, and will never be able to be changed by anyone else but me, growing ever bigger! Of course, Frog-Lord Blurp shall never change such a silly outlander baby! More so, you’ll be unable to control yourself while you wear it, loosing control of many of your toilet abilities, much to your dumb diapered embarrassment. I Frog-Lord Blurp will keep you as my smelly diaper slave pet, showing you off to remind all that there are people more embarrassing than them! Ho, Ho, Ho!". Gasping, you wonder if Becky-Lee is going to be stuck with the mean frog-man, all the time watching intensely, on the edge of your seat. However, just when you think it’s too late, explosions occur all around, and diapered mole people spring out, freeing the freshly diapered protagonist and pulling her down into their mole tunnel. As they do, Blurp jumps around frustrated, calling out, "I’ll see you again silly diaper girl Becky-Lee! You’ll be my smelly diaper slave yet! Ho, Ho, Ho!", finishing the episode. Though its not completely over yet, as the narrator springs back into action, announcing, "Rescued by the diaper moles, our freshly diapered heroine thinks she’s safe, but she’s in for a big surprise. Unable to escape her padded prison, she needs to find a way to defeat Blurp so she can save herself, and maybe someday find her way back home. Find out if she can next time in, Becky-Lee Space Adventurer". ... And, on the cliff-hanger, the first episode ends, leaving you feeling horny, and more than a little curious to what happens next. Though, you suppose you’ll have to come back another time to watch the second episode, as you have a feeling that you’ll need to finish your session in the nursery soon.

<<checkMonth>><<if lastVisited("Dorm Hub") is 1>>You leave your dormitory and enter the lift, traveling to the administrative services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Fetish Hub") is 1>> You leave the fetish services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the administrative services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Shopping Hub") is 1>>You leave the main shopping hub and enter the lift, traveling to the administrative services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Recreational Hub") is 1>>You leave the recreational services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the administrative services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Sexual Hub") is 1>>You leave the sexual services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the administrative services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Industrial Hub") is 1>>You leave the industrial services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the administrative services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Medical Hub") is 1>>You leave the medical services plaza and enter the lift, traveling to the administrative services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<else>>You walk back into the main shopping hub and try to decide where to go next.<</if>><<if !$metChessMan>> Off to one side you notice an odd man in a pinstriped suit and a fedora sitting at a small table reading a thick leather-bound book. There seems to be a small collection of other people gathered around him, a rather confused looking woman sitting opposite to him, and a chessboard placed between the two.<</if> <<set $random = random(1,100)>><<if $random<=5 && $random>=1>><<include [[Admin Hub Secretary Tease Start]]>><<elseif $random<=10 && $random>=6 &&($currentMonth == 3 || $seasonalEvents)>><<include [[Admin Hub Seasonal Bunny Chocolate Start]]>><<elseif $random<=15 && $random>=11>><<include [[Admin Hub Bunny And Cat Fight Start]]>><<elseif $random<=20 && $random>=16>><<include [[Admin Hub Spanking Start]]>><<else>>You see nothing out of the ordinary as you walk around the opulent administrative services hub.<</if>> Do you: <a data-passage="Admin Desk">Go to the Repurposed Trainee admin desk</a> <<if $metChessMan>>[[Go over and talk to the Chess Man|Admin Hub Spend Time With Chess Man]]<<else>>[[Approach the mysterious man with the chessboard|Admin Hub Spend Time With Chess Man][$metChessMan]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>>Floor Selection: <a data-passage="Admin Hub">Administrative Floor</a> <a data-passage="Dorm Hub">Dormitory Floor</a> <a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Shopping Floor</a> <a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Recreational Floor</a> <a data-passage="Medical Hub">Medical Floor</a> <a data-passage="Sexual Hub">Sexual Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Fetish Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Industrial Hub">Industrial Services Floor</a><<else>><div class='map' align="center"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/Menu9.png"/><a data-passage="Admin Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight8.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Dorm Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight7.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight6.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight5.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight4.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Sexual Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight3.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight2.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Industrial Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight1.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<if lastVisited("Dorm Hub") is 1>>You leave your dormitory and enter the lift, traveling to the industrial services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Fetish Hub") is 1>> You leave the fetish services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the industrial services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Shopping Hub") is 1>>You leave the main shopping hub and enter the lift, traveling to the industrial services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Recreational Hub") is 1>>You leave the recreational services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the industrial services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Sexual Hub") is 1>>You leave the sexual services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the industrial services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Admin Hub") is 1>>You leave the administrative services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the industrial services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Medical Hub") is 1>>You leave the medical services plaza and enter the lift, traveling to the industrial services hub, trying to decide where to go next.<<else>>You walk back into the main shopping hub and try to decide where to go next.<</if>> <<set $random = random(1,100)>><<if $random<=5 && $random>=1>><<include [[Industrial Hub Sex Box]]>><<elseif $random<=10 && $random>=6 && $lactationPlay>><<include [[Industrial Hub Hucow Auction Start]]>><<else>>You see nothing out of the ordinary as you walk around the grimy industrial services hub.<</if>> Do you:<<if $lactationPlay>> <a data-passage="Industrial Dairy">Go to the Industrial Dairy</a><</if>><<if $metMari && !$mariRemoved>> [[Go through the vents and find Mari|Industrial Hub Spend Time With Mari]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>>Floor Selection: <a data-passage="Admin Hub">Administrative Floor</a> <a data-passage="Dorm Hub">Dormitory Floor</a> <a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Shopping Floor</a> <a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Recreational Floor</a> <a data-passage="Medical Hub">Medical Floor</a> <a data-passage="Sexual Hub">Sexual Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Fetish Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Industrial Hub">Industrial Services Floor</a><<else>><div class='map' align="center"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/Menu9.png"/><a data-passage="Admin Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight8.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Dorm Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight7.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight6.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight5.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight4.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Sexual Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight3.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight2.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Industrial Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight1.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<if !$playerABDL1EpisodeTV>><<set $playerABDL1EpisodeTV = true>><</if>>The cartoon you end up watching ends up being luckily the first episode in the season of a show called, "$firstName’s Adventures", and it certainly is listed as a produced by the facility in its rather normal introduction. At first, you’re not sure what it’s going to be about other than it’s a colourful cartoon. But, as the starting credits and introduction begins to play you get an eerie feeling. Both the shows name, and the titular $hairColour haired character strike an all too familiar feeling within you. As you see their <<checkFem>> face, and their <<checkHair>> <<checkHairStyle>> styled hair, you gulp nervous to see what is going to happen, especially at the sight of an 18+ age logo. However, your fears seem to be for nothing, as instead the show seems to be starting on a quaint little village, made entirely of brightly coloured oversized candy. The only big difference, other than the sugary architecture, being that all the residents are cute, in their late teens or early 20’s, and are wearing large and obvious diapers. The shot of the village pans over to a large pink and purple creature, that looks a little bit like if you crossed a kitten and a bear together, then threw paint at it. Rubbing its belly, it looks on forlornly, in the end deciding to sweep up in its arms a big stack of presents from the town center before slowly trundling away, much to the dismay of the villagers. Crying, they sit around, unsure what to do, making you and some of the other littles watching shuffle in your seats uncomfortably. Next, you watch on as the big creature sits in a little middle of a small candy glade in a forest, eating some of its stolen haul. Making a crying moan sound, and clutching its large paws to its belly, the creature calls, "Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin’s belly hurts! But all Fluff-Snuffy-Kin has to eat are these presents!", gesturing wildly it points to a stack of immaculately wrapped gifts piled neatly next to it, "What should Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin do? Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin doesn’t want to go hungry, but what is there to eat?". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/SnuffyFluffy.png]]</div> That is, of course when our protagonist jumps in, wandering onto the scene to much thoroughfare <<if $femininity >= 0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> even has a catching musical theme that plays. Looking unsure for a moment $firstName seems to try and figure out how best to deal with the mysterious Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin. In the end, they decide to <<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 5a")>>try and trade candy with the fluffy monster, hoping that giving it something to eat other than the presents might stop the chaos and allow them to retrieve the stolen gifts.<<else>>try and give the fluffy monster a big hug, hoping that showing it some affection might stop its rampage, and thus stop the chaos of it gift stealing ways.<</if>> Watching as <<if $femininity >= 0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> puts the plan into action, you have a sneaking suspicion that you already know how this is going to turn out. <<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 5a")>>Of course, the action seems to have cheered the creature up greatly, as it finally ends its tongue based torment to ask in its booming voice, "That was very yummy little $firstName, thank you! That stuff is all around me? All along? Then I will eat candy non-stop forever, thank you again for teaching me that great lesson young $firstName! Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin appreciates generosity, and so you may have my old food, it tastes too hurt-y anyway, and I will tell everyone that you saved the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin and are a big hero".<<else>>Of course, the action seems to have cheered to the creature up greatly, as it finally pulls back slightly to ask in its booming voice, "That was very nice and cuddly of you $firstName, thank you! Cuddles make it so you don’t need to eat? Really? Then I will catch people and force them to cuddle and hug me forever, thank you again for teaching me that great lesson young $firstName! Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin appreciates kind people petting him, and so you may have my old food, it tastes too hurt-y anyway, and I will tell everyone that you saved the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin and are a big hero".<</if>> And with that, $firstName retrieves the presents and walks off with them into the sunset. You wonder if that’s going to be the end of the story, but then it suddenly cuts back to the village from the beginning, as a much happier Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin wanders through it. With a loud laugh it booms, "Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin no longer needs to take your presents to eat! And, it’s all thanks to little $firstName!", to a rousing cheer from the crowd. <<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 5a")>>"Instead Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin will just eat your entire candy village as commanded by $firstName! For Fluff-Snuffy-Kin must tear down the old to bring in the new!", which again rouses another cheer from the assembly of diaper wearing village residents.<<else>>"Instead Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin will enslave you all as his hug-slaves as commanded by $firstName! For Fluff-Snuffy-Kin must have a strong stable of little slaves!", which again rouses another cheer from the assembly of diaper wearing village residents.<</if>> And, so, the episode ends on the extremely weird note. Whatever you were expecting, that end moral was not part of it. Strange? ... And, on that confusing ending, the first episode is complete, leaving you feeling unsure about what you just saw. After all, it’s just a cartoon, isn’t it? Though, you suppose you’ll have to come back another time to watch the second episode, as you have a feeling that you’ll need to finish your session in the nursery soon.

<<if $randomABDLTV < 1>><<set $randomABDLTV = 1>><</if>>The show you end up watching ends up not being a cartoon at all. Instead, the show called, ‘Diaper Watch’, seems to be a fashion show covering different diaper and ABDL fashions. You keep expecting for it to at some point become lewd, but it really is what it claims to be, a standard show about clothes, just with a slightly fetish-y ABDL vibe. That’s not to say it isn’t fun to watch though. Half an hour in, you’re watching with wide eyed wonderment, unable to believe that there’s so many different types of diaper out there. They look so amazing, you catch yourself trying to figure out how you could get hold of some of them, pondering the possibility of asking Papa Glover, or one of the other nursery assistants for help in getting them. Then comes the display of different types of actual clothes. Your jaw drops in amazement as you watch the flurry of bright coloured clothes that flash before you, worn be a host of stunningly beautiful littles. Onesies, rompers, frilly and adorable dresses styled for young girls, and a long segment on different Lolita fashions, it’s hard to keep track of all the options when it comes to the fashion, but that doesn’t stop you from seriously enjoying trying to. ... Finally, the show comes to a small break. But, sadly, you realize that it’s time to for you to go. Though, you suppose you’ll have to come back another time to watch the show again for new ideas. Maybe then you’ll actually be able to wrap your head around all the different options, after all you didn’t even get to the segment on accessories, or bibs.

Moving towards your desk, you notice a flashing email icon in the top corner of you tablet screen. Curious to see who might be contacting you, you click to see it, reading it enthusiastically; <hr>Dear Trainee $firstName, As you might know the facility is run on a day to day basis largely by an AI named Alice. She’s extremely interesting if you get to know her, and I’d strongly recommend asking her more about herself. I feel it would be greatly worth your time. Who knows, you might be able to make some money out of such a conversation. Just a hint, A mysterious friend.<hr> Confused. You click off the cryptic email, which immediately deletes itself. Whoever sent you that, must have a pretty good head for computers to set things up so smoothly. Shrugging, you contemplate whether it’s worth checking out, deciding to think more about it later as you get ready.

<<set $littleLandEmail = true>>Moving towards your desk, you notice a flashing email icon in the top corner of you tablet screen. Curious to see who might be contacting you, you click to see it, reading it enthusiastically; <hr>Dear Trainee $firstName, We see hints in your records that you might be interested in one of our more unusual yet highly lucrative careers. The attached document is a leaflet regarding it that you should read at your leisure. Hopefully this will be of help, The Repurposing Center Administration Department.<hr> Not sure how to react to the sudden career advice email, you click off of the email and look at the attached file. The result is that you find yourself looking at a leaflet that seems to be advertising for some sort of show. A large glossy photograph shows a stage filled with women, a couple of men scattered between them, wearing clothes that look like they would be more suitable for young children. Some of the pictured group even have dummies in their mouths or a wearing thick obvious diapers. According to the leaflet they all perform in some sort of tv show called, "Little Land" ,where they all go on adventures and learn lessons such as; sharing sex toys is caring, never leave a friend in need of orgasm, and that naked cuddles make everyone feel better. As you look through the leaflet you quickly see that the show takes place within this facility and that they're always looking for new 'littles' to star in it, all they have to do is come find the nursery in the main fetish services hub. Sounds like they pay pretty well, but doing something like that in front of a huge television audience sounds highly embarrassing. Confused. You click off the email. Shrugging, you contemplate whether it’s worth checking out, deciding to think more about it later as you get ready.

"A simple, but effective procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects always look better with a little bit bigger nipples, gives your sexual partners something fun to play with. Additionally, some of the industries in the facility really appreciate large nipples, especially the industrial milker’s". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple, all I need to do is apply this cream to your nipples and they'll be bigger before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places two fingers simultaneously upon each of your chest nubs, making a sort of pinching motion. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently keeps playing with your nipples, carefully applying the cream equally as possible. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, and looking down you're sure you notice a more obvious than normal bulge in his pants. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of strawberries, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that your nipples have even changed, growing slowly and consistently in size. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your chest, though it's centered on your sensitive buds, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but certainly a pleasant diversion as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, your nipples now visibly increased in size, looking more <<checkNipple>> than previously. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that on your chest lie a pair of erect, <<checkNipple>> nipples. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A simple, but effective procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Sometimes the subjects look better with smaller nipples, they are after all still a joy for your sexual partners to play with. Though, some of the industries in the facility really appreciate large nipples, especially the industrial milker’s, so you might disappoint them". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple, all I need to do is apply this cream to your nipples and they'll be smaller before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places two fingers simultaneously upon each of your chest nubs, making a sort of pinching motion. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently keeps playing with your nipples, carefully applying the cream equally as possible. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, and looking down you're sure you notice a more obvious than normal bulge in his pants. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of lemons, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that your nipples have even changed, shrinking slowly and consistently in size. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your chest, though it's centered on your sensitive buds, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but certainly a pleasant diversion as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, your nipples now visibly decreased in size, looking less noticeable than previously. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that on your chest lie a pair of erect, <<checkNipple>> nipples. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

<<set $random = random(3,10)>><<set $incontinenceCountDown = $random>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Watersports Interrupt Piss Self 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Watersports Interrupt Piss Self 2]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[Watersports Interrupt Piss Self 3]]>><</if>>

<<pissSelf>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $ggp += 50>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3 && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetCounter += 1>><</if>>As you're travelling, you start to feel a strange, yet certainly pleasant, vibration tear through your urethra. Nice though it is, you can already sense the extra pressure it’s placing on your bladder, pushing you rapidly towards an accidental and rather public urination session. Looking around in panic, you attempt to find any sign of a toilet nearby. <<if $diaperLocked>>Sadly, finding a toilet probably wouldn’t be of much use to you, what with your diaper locked on you, offering you no way out of this situation. Though it’s not like you can see one anyway as your desperation to unleash the contents of your bladder grows ever more intense. <<else>>Sadly, you cannot spot one anywhere. Instead, your desperation is only growing further as your need to unleash the contents of your bladder becomes ever more intense.<</if>> Trying to delay the inevitable, you press your <<checkThigh>> thighs together, trying to take your mind off of the looming threat of peeing yourself. You wonder if maybe you could at least find somewhere more private to wet yourself than the busy corridor, craning your neck in your attempt. To your amazement, you can see a nearby janitor’s closet, the perfect hiding spot is right at hand. Of course, the uncomfortable need to pee is building ever more rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to wet yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way to the closet door, both sweating and blushing from the intensity of resisting the need to piss. The attempt to move jostles you, almost releasing the floodgates, however, miraculously you reach the door with only the faintest wet dripping sensation so far, making your <<if $vagina>>pussy slick with your urine<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock head slick with your urine<</if>>. Sadly, your luck doesn’t seem to hold up, as your realize with shock that the closet door is locked. It all happens within a moment. Frustrated with the locked door, and the previous movement having knocked your need to urinate to the point of no return, the result is that you can no longer maintain what little control over your bladder that you had. With an audible hiss, your golden piss starts flooding out of you with great speed and quantity. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Thankfully, you are wearing a diaper, otherwise you'd likely be even more obvious in your urination, leaving a large puddle on the floor. Though, even with your diaper some of the contents seem to have leaked out and down your leg.<<elseif $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>With shock, you realise that you’ve soaked your $currentUnderwear through, their sodden form clinging wetly to your <<checkSkin>> form.<<else>>With shock, you realize that you’re not wearing any underwear at all, leaving nothing to stop you making a large and incredibly noticeable mess.<</if>> Of course, with the distinct noise, amber lake around your feet, and strong and noxious smell, it’d be impossible to miss spotting your humiliated form. Noticing your look of distress, a small crowd has started to build. Greatly amused by your moment of humiliation, they watch as you just stand there, the pool of piss growing steadily as you relieve yourself. The smell of fresh urine clings to you, leaving you unable to escape your shame, and you’re sure it’ll take a shower or two before you’ll be able to get rid of it. Worst of all, the feeling of wetting yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in response<<else>>pussy wet and needy in response<</if>>, the vibrations in your bladder making you feel amazing. As the last dregs of piss drip out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. Their source of amusement come to an end, the crowd starts to slowly dissipate, as the leave making a couple of mean comments towards you as they depart. Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. You wet yourself in public, and a crowd watched on as you did. Certainly not a high point in your day. "50 G.G.P. awarded to Trainee $firstName for: Amusing the patrons of the facility by publicly wetting themselves", intones the familiar monotone of Alice the AI from a nearby wall, one last embarrassment from the situation accompanying it as a photo of your public shame is openly displayed on the screen. Blushing deeply, and stinking of your own piss, your accident complete you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

You decide that all you want to do at the moment is play tea party. Conveniently, there’s a whole section of the room dedicated to that. Comprised of comfy chairs, adorably decorated tables, and a large collection of fluffy person sized stuffed animals, you can tell that someone put a lot of effort into this area. Further, ornate yet durable looking tea pots, cups, and plates filled with cakes adorn the table tops, making you rub your eyes with delight at the delicious feast before you. Certainly not what you thought you’d see in a nursery tea party, but then again, when have you ever seen anything normal since coming to the facility. Wandering over to the section in awe, you spot a couple of the other residents sitting in between the seated stuffies, chatting merrily as they drink cool tea, some eating little cakes and sandwiches. Of course, many of them are endearingly clutching stuffed toys to their chests as they do, enjoying the soft cuddle as they partake in the tea party. Pulling out a seat, you sit yourself down on its squidge-y padding, finding it incredibly comfortable as you relax back into it. It doesn’t take long, especially as you take a slight yawn, for you to find yourself lazily playing with a stuffed toy yourself, eating delicious foods and drinking the tasty yet slightly too cold tea. The residents of the section come and go as you play tea party with them and your stuffies, making all sorts of random conversation. some of which devolves into joking roleplay as you talk to your stuffies or play act with the other littles. It’s fun, and it’s easy to lose track of time, especially with how drowsy being so relaxed is making you. … <<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Polly", "Daisy And Katie", "Daisy", "Katie")>><<if visited("ABDL Job Castle Main")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Jonathan")>><</if>><<if $metAurora>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Daisy And Aurora")>><</if>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene =="Polly">><<include [[ABDL Job Tea Party Meet Polly]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Daisy And Katie">><<include [[ABDL Job Tea Party Meet Daisy And Katie]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Daisy">><<include [[ABDL Job Tea Party Meet Daisy]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Katie">><<include [[ABDL Job Tea Party Meet Katie]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Jonathan">><<include [[ABDL Job Tea Party Jonathan]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Daisy And Aurora">><<include [[ABDL Job Tea Party Meet Daisy And Aurora]]>><</if>>

... Lazily, you get to your feet from the table, tired from all the tea and playing. Remembering to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, you make sure to tidy up after yourself, putting everything back where you found it. That done, you return to the talking tree to see how high your ratings were today. Moving up to the cartoonish screen of the tree, you see that you were right, it is almost time for you to leave, your earnings report fully on display. <<set $random = random(5,6)>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a $random point rating from - having an adorable tea party: <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you say goodbye to everyone and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

As you’re sipping on a cup of the relatively cool tea, you notice with a start that sitting next to you the shy cute red headed girl Polly, wearing her fleecy purple onesie. Oddly, you didn’t notice her sit down, though maybe that’s because you were so distracted, or possibly it’s because she’s always amazingly quiet. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PollyLarge.png]]</div> Realizing that you’ve spotted her, in a quiet and restrained voice she says, "Hi $firstName. Play?", a nervous look crossing her heavily freckled face. As she waits for your reply, she fidgets with a rather threadbare stuffed toy that she carries close to herself, seemingly cuddling it for comfort. Not wanting to make her anymore anxious, you reply quickly, "Of course Polly. What do you want to play today?", smiling at her reassuringly. Her nerves receding slightly, with a smile she with great care sits the toy upon the table, giving you a much better look of it. It takes you great effort to not appear wide-eyed in surprise, as the teddy bear you spot seems to be practically at the point of falling apart. The wear and tear upon it make you sure it’s not a new toy, and has likely been played with for many years. And, from the adoring look Polly gives it, you’re pretty sure you know who by. "Erm. Tea party?", she responds after making sure the tattered bear is properly seated in front of her, her tone an extremely unsure one. With a smile, you nod, "That sounds great. Would you like some tea? Or, maybe some cake? And, would your teddy want some too?", wondering if the shy and reclusive little might be willing to offer you at least some details about the out of place soft toy. Looking at the bear worriedly for a moment before calming herself, Polly answers, "Cake please. Mr. Cuddles is fine. Please don’t steal him". The way she calmly yet surely asserts her claim on the bear is out of character for the shy girl, but you have no reason to try and steal him, and don’t want to upset her, so you make sure to reassure her that you wouldn’t do that. Calming down much more at your statement, she accepts the cake happily, squeaking a small, "Thank you", your way, though you get the feeling she’s not thanking you for the cake. And so, you spend the next half an hour having a one-sided conversation with Polly, as you eat cake, drink lukewarm tea, and play with your own stuffed toys. Polly seems really nice when you get passed her shyness and social clumsiness, and she seems to really enjoy her time with you. Though, throughout the whole time you notice that she almost always has some attention diverted towards the bear, which she obviously cares for greatly, though for what reason you don’t find out. <<include [[ABDL Job Tea Party End]]>>

As you enter the lift, on your way towards your destination, you notice nothing out of the ordinary, not even any other passengers in the lift. Getting inside, glad to not have any odd distractions, you begin pressing the button for where you plan to go, locking in your target destination to the lift's console. Everything is going completely as normal, until totally out of the blue the lift grinds to a halt, the doors proceeding to emergency-lock with a loud clunk. Funnily, it doesn’t seem like there’s been any malfunction, all the lights and panels still functioning from what you can see. Approaching the control panel, you try to figure out what’s happening, but can only discern that the lift has been remotely locked, no reason being given. "Cum Exposure Experiment; Status: Activated", suddenly flashes across the console. Along with the odd message that has you scratching your head in confusion, a little animation plays. Looking closely, it seems as if the little cute animated woman is standing in a lift, that then begins to fill completely with cum from the ceiling. That seems an odd thing to play as an emergency video, you shrug to yourself, looking for a way to open the door, or maybe to restart the lift. A wet splatter plopping down upon your head jerks your attention back, making you look around as if you’re going to spot the offending culprit. Running your hand through your hair, you pull it back to realize that you’ve got something disgusting, that you almost mistake at first for bird poo, dropping from above you. It’s white, and kind of sticky, but it has a more masculine and sweaty smell to it, making you wonder if it might actually be cum instead. Your thoughts, however, are shook again, as another wet dollop drops upon you, this time slowly running down your forehead. Panicked, you look for a way out, noticing that two buttons now reside on the elevator's console panel. One is labelled stop, the other, however, is just big and red. Pressing the stop button, you breath a deep sigh of relief as the lift's doors pull open, offering you your freedom. Looking back, you wonder if maybe you should [[press the other button|Travel To Cum Filled Lift End]]? It could stop the whole thing, and otherwise there might be a real mess left for whoever finds the lift next. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

<<cumMouth>><<cumFull>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Pressing the button, you look on with dismay as the doors shut once again, the hissing sound of them fully sealing, poetically shutting you in to your unfortunate state. Looking at the console, the experiment message is showing again, except this time there’s no stop button, and the little animation is playing at a much quicker speed. With a gulp, you await your fate, pretty sure you have a good idea of what is going to happen. Wet and goopy splodges, of what you now are relatively sure is cum, rain down upon you from the ceiling. Their pace, however, is much quicker than previously, taking less than a minute for long threads of it to run down the sides of your hair messily. You stand still, trying to take your mind off of the disgusting sexual fluids showering you, knowing that there’s nothing you can do other than wait them out. Sadly, with the way that the flow is picking up speed, you’re becoming increasingly worried that the animation of the woman neck deep in cum might be an accurate prediction of what is about to happen to you. A minute later, the flow has progressed to the stage where it’s consistently pouring over you, the floor of the lift now slightly slippery from the viscous coating of semen. Holding onto the side rail for balance, you close your eyes, not wanting to get any cum in them, having once heard a story that it really stings painfully to get cum in your eye. Of course, curiosity soon gets the better of you as take a quick peak to assess the situation. Now, as you look on, only a couple of minutes since the start of the cum deluge, you realise that the tops of your feet are covered in the ankle deep sexual sludge. Further, you’re thoroughly showered in the stuff, pretty sure that if anyone saw you right now they’d have a hard time recognising you. In fact, it’s so bad that you have to wipe away a layer of cum from your face to get a good look, almost as if you’d been caught in a rather lewd storm. You keep hoping in vain that soon your torment will come to an end. But, as the tide of cum grows ever higher, now flowing to just below your groin, you worry just how far whoever did this to you is actually willing to go. Momentarily, you wonder if you could pry open the door, or find a release button, but the goopy nature of the semen surrounding you quickly puts such thoughts to rest, making any escape an impossible dream. Worse still, the smell is now ingrained upon your senses, not just the scent overpowering you, but also resultantly the taste filling your mouth, inescapable despite not actually ingesting any of the sexual fluids. Panic really sets in when the growing flood of cum starts tickling your chin, making you seriously contemplate the prospect of drowning in semen. Craning your neck the best you can, you angle your face away from the oncoming disgusting goop, trying to resist swallowing any for as long as possible. But, you suddenly realize in your desperation that if you tried to drink some of the offensive sludge, you might save yourself from drowning a little longer, however horrid such a thought is. Opening your mouth, you take an apprehensive mouthful of the sickening cum tide, swallowing the slightly lumpy mixture down despite the horrid taste that makes you gag in revulsion. With the slightly warm filth now sitting in your stomach uncomfortably, you try to ready yourself to take another panicked swallow when you hear the best sound you’ve ever heard. With a hydraulic hiss, the doors split open, depositing you in an undignified position sprawled on the floor outside. It seems the cum had built up so heavily that, when the doors open, you were dragged along with the tide. <<if $bimboSkill == 0 && !$altMinorBimboTrait>>Wanting to leave as quickly as possible, you peel yourself off of the horrible cum-slick floor, carefully finding your balance. At this point, you just want to flee from the nauseating stench of semen, so slipping and being stuck there for longer is not a possibility you want to entertain.<<else>>Thinking about what just happened, a hazy pink feeling clouds your mind. The threat of drowning in cum no longer an issue, the whole situation starts to feel a lot more fun. Rolling around on the cum-slick floor, you cover yourself in the wonderful warm substance, running your hands through it to draw doodles as you giggle playfully. Eventually though, as fun as a big puddle of cum is, you decide that it's finally time to leave, slowly peeling yourself out of the cum pool.<</if>> As you’re about to leave, you turn back to see the outside screen on the lift now has the message, "Thank you $firstName for partaking in our experiment! There is no reward, as after all, science is its own reward!". <<if $bimboSkill == 0>>Feeling rather ripped off, and grossed out by the whole thing, you take a short stop to clean yourself up before heading on towards your planned destination.<<else>>Feeling like you've been good in helping, and happy to have been around so much gooey and fun cum, you take a short stop to clean yourself up before heading towards your planned destination.<</if>> <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

As you pass through the fetish services hub, you are stopped as you notice before you a small crowd is assembled. Curious, you join the tiny gathering, spotting that it seems to be centred on an imposing woman wearing a full black latex catsuit that covers everything below her neck. Her blonde hair pulled into a single severe ponytail, you get the instant impression that she’s a dominatrix of some kind, though why her presence would call for such a commotion is beyond you. Cautiously you push forward until you can get a better look, filling into a gap in the circle. Your eyes widen as you see exactly what is the true cause of the commotion. It’s not the latex clad woman that has everybody focused on her, but instead the latex clad girl she holds a leash for, who waits attentively on the floor in front of her. In fact, so heavily clad in latex is the collared figure, that it’s only from the holes giving access to her breasts and pussy that you can truly identify her as a woman. Weirder still, her face is covered with a strange latex and leather hood made to resemble a dog’s head, complete with a fake muzzle and a pair of cute primitive dog ears. Noticing your presence, the mistress slowly approaches, her movements almost predatory. As she does, she drags the girl along with her, her own movements in the form of a well-practiced crawl. With a deep sultry voice, she whispers, "Ooo, fresh meat. You seemed to be curious of my sweet little Bitch. Do you want to play with her maybe? Or, is it that you envy her beauty and would be rather in her position? Don’t fret, I’m not collecting strays today, but maybe someday, if you’d like that. When it comes to my puppies, I prefer it when they come begging to be mine you see.", running a latex hand across your cheek as she stares at you intensely. "But, today, how about if I let you play with my sweet little Bitch? She loves to lick and suck, she wags her cute tail so adorably when she does you see. I’ll let you use her for oral, but only if you do so here and now, I have to keep an eye on her, so she doesn’t get lost you see", adds the dominatrix with a cheeky smile plastered across her face. Pulling your eyes off of the imposing figure, you take another look at the latex puppy girl, Bitch, seeing that she’s got her eyes fixed on you obviously filled with joy. Her tongue lolls out through a ring gag built into her snout, and she flips a pair of short brunette pigtails slightly in her anticipation as she waits. Further, now she’s so close you can also spot a short tail sticking out of her rear end, the colour of it matching her natural hair. <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>Sadly, you’re already too tired to accept the offer at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to give it a try?<<else>><<if $sexualPresence ==2>>Sadly, you’re not interested in sex with women, so turn down the offer before walking on.<<else>>Thinking over the offer, you wonder if [[it could be fun to have the puppy give you oral|Fetish Hub Latex Puppy Main][$actionAmountCurrent +=1]].<</if>><</if>>

<<orgasm>><<if $penis>><<set $timesYourDickSucked +=1>><<else>><<set $timesYourPussyLicked +=1>><</if>>Deciding that you really want to give playing with the puppy girl a try, you tell her mistress, "Yes please, I’d like to take you up on the offer. If that’s okay?" With an imperious chuckle, the dominatrix pats her slave's head adoringly, telling her slave, "Well, it seems like my special little puppy is going to get some play after all. Now, remember to be a good girl, and to swallow every little drop, otherwise it’ll be a night in the kennel rather than your basket", at the same time spurring the puppy forward so she now nuzzles your crotch. Eager, you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>move aside your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, until your genitals are on show<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>move aside your $currentClothing until your genitals are on show<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>move aside your $currentUnderwear until your genitals are on show<<else>>press forward, already naked, your genitals on show<</if>> and accessible by the eager slave-girl, the cool leather of her mask almost immediately pressing up against your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and wet pussy<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>wet pussy<</if>>, making you jolt slightly in place from the sudden sensation. Now free to play, the latex and leather puppy laps her tongue along <<if $penis>>the length of your cock<<else>>the outer lips of your cunt<</if>>, both affectionate and frantic in her actions. The crowd is now growing slightly in size, amused by the display you’re putting on, but the sweet slave between your legs has all of your attention, almost to the extent of completely blanking them out. Though, you do note that she struggles a bit to get full access to you, her leather muzzle and ring gag combination limiting her reach just slightly too much unless she really mashes her face forward. Picking up speed, she becomes even more intense in her ministrations, seemingly intending on licking you completely to orgasm, which might possibly be her only option you consider momentarily between pleasured moans. All the time, the rhythmic thump of her tail smacking back and forth upon the floor accompanies her performance, making you pretty sure that she’s having an enjoyable time playing with your crotch. Angling herself up from between your legs, she presses her face forward, managing to get close enough to really finish you off, her agile and warm tongue darting across <<if $penis>>your sensitive cock head as she sucks it in between her mouth ring<<else>>your sensitive feminine bud as she sets all her attention to causing your climax<</if>>. Now in her new position, you’re feeling like your legs are jelly from the skilled tongue work, having to hold onto her leather ears for balance as she pushes you into a loud and expressive orgasm. Panting, you feel her tongue still lapping at your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>dripping pussy<</if>>, now seemingly intending to clean up every last drop of <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> to fully please her mistress. And so, you stand there for a minute or so, the realization that you just received oral sex in public suddenly dawning on you to your arousing humiliation. More, you received public oral from a girl pretending to be a puppy, what are people going to think of you now. Petting her puppy girl, the dominatrix fixes you with her intense gaze once more, laughing, "I told you my sweet little Bitch was something special. Maybe we’ll see each other again, but me and my pet have a groomers visit to attend. I wonder if when next we meet you’ll want to be playing with my horny little puppy, or you’ll be begging to join her. Though I think I know the answer already". Tugging the leash, the puppy girl ends her task, giving you one last world-shaking post orgasm lick before chasing after her mistress. Watching them leave, you see that the latex puppy is wagging her tail merrily, seemingly very happy with her situation. Giving one last look back at the pair walking into the distance, you [[return to wandering through the fetish services plaza|Fetish Hub]].

"I'm looking to maybe get some more unusual transformations", you answer. "Brilliant, then lets take a look at your options, and you'll be better than ever before you know it", says the doctor with a wink as he pulls out a folder and starts describing your options. Do you: <button title="Click to show/hide ear treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('ear treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('ear treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('ear treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide ear treatments</button><div id="ear treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $ears == 0>>Ask for normal ears - 600 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 0 && $ggp <600>>Ask for normal ears - 600 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for normal ears|Clinic Normal Ears][$ears = 0; $ggp -= 600]] - 600 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 1>>Ask for cat ears - 400 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 1 && $ggp <400>>Ask for cat ears - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for cat ears|Clinic Special Ears][$ears = 1; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 2>>Ask for dog ears - 400 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 2 && $ggp <400>>Ask for dog ears - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for dog ears|Clinic Special Ears][$ears = 2; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 3>>Ask for bunny ears - 400 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 3 && $ggp <400>>Ask for bunny ears - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bunny ears|Clinic Special Ears][$ears = 3; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 5>>Ask for cow ears - 400 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 5 && $ggp <400>>Ask for cow ears - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for cow ears|Clinic Special Ears][$ears = 5; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 6>>Ask for fox ears - 400 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 6 && $ggp <400>>Ask for fox ears - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for fox ears|Clinic Special Ears][$ears = 6; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 7>>Ask for wolf ears - 400 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 7 && $ggp <400>>Ask for wolf ears - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for wolf ears|Clinic Special Ears][$ears = 7; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 8>>Ask for dragon ears - 500 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 8 && $ggp <500>>Ask for dragon ears - 500 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for dragon ears|Clinic Special Ears][$ears = 8; $ggp -= 500]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 4>>Ask for robotic antenna ears - 500 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 4 && $ggp <500>>Ask for robotic antenna ears - 500 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for robotic antenna ears|Clinic Special Ears][$ears = 4; $ggp -= 500]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>><<if $rachelModsUnlock>> <<if $ears == 11>>Ask for snow fox ears - 750 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 11 && $ggp <750>>Ask for snow fox ears - 750 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for snow fox ears|Clinic Special Ears][$ears = 11; $ggp -= 750]] - 750 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide horn treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('horn treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('horn treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('horn treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide horn treatments</button><div id="horn treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $hornType == 0>>Ask to remove horns - 600 G.G.P - You don't have a horn<<elseif $hornType != 0 && $ggp <600>>Ask to remove horn - 600 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to remove horn|Clinic Remove Horn][$hornType = 0; $ggp -= 600]] - 600 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hornType == 1>>Ask for cow horns - 400 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $hornType != 1 && $ggp <400>>Ask for cow horns - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for cow horns|Clinic Special Horn][$hornType = 1; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hornType == 2>>Ask for bull horns - 400 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $hornType != 2 && $ggp <400>>Ask for bull horns - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bull horns|Clinic Special Horn][$hornType = 2; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hornType == 3>>Ask for a dragon horn - 400 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $hornType != 3 && $ggp <400>>Ask for a dragon horn - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for a dragon horn|Clinic Special Horn][$hornType = 3; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hornType == 4>>Ask for dragon horns - 600 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $hornType != 4 && $ggp <600>>Ask for dragon horns - 600 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for dragon horns|Clinic Special Horn][$hornType = 4; $ggp -= 600]] - 600 G.G.P<</if>> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide tail treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('tail treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('tail treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('tail treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide tail treatments</button><div id="tail treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $tail == 0>>Ask to remove tail - 600 G.G.P - You don't have a tail<<elseif $tail != 0 && $ggp <600>>Ask to remove tail - 600 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to remove tail|Clinic Remove Tail][$tail = 0; $ggp -= 600]] - 600 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 1>>Ask for cat tail - 400 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 1 && $ggp <400>>Ask for cat tail - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for cat tail|Clinic Special Tail][$tail = 1; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 2>>Ask for dog tail - 400 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 2 && $ggp <400>>Ask for dog tail - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for dog tail|Clinic Special Tail][$tail = 2; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 3>>Ask for bunny tail - 400 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 3 && $ggp <400>>Ask for bunny tail - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bunny tail|Clinic Special Tail][$tail = 3; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 4>>Ask for cow tail - 400 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 4 && $ggp <400>>Ask for cow tail - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for cow tail|Clinic Special Tail][$tail = 4; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 5>>Ask for fox tail - 400 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 5 && $ggp <400>>Ask for fox tail - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for fox tail|Clinic Special Tail][$tail = 5; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 6>>Ask for wolf tail - 400 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 6 && $ggp <400>>Ask for wolf tail - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for wolf tail|Clinic Special Tail][$tail = 6; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 7>>Ask for dragon tail - 400 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 7 && $ggp <400>>Ask for dragon tail - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for dragon tail|Clinic Special Tail][$tail = 7; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>><<if $rachelModsUnlock>> <<if $tail == 11>>Ask for double snow fox tails - 750 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $tail != 11 && $ggp <750>>Ask for double snow fox tails - 750 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for double snow fox tails|Clinic Special Tail][$tail = 11; $ggp -= 750]] - 750 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide skin treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('skin treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('skin treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('skin treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide skin treatments</button><div id="skin treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $skinType == 0>>Ask to return you skin to normal - 1000 G.G.P - You already have normal skin<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Ask to return you skin to normal - 1000 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to return you skin to normal|Clinic Normal Skin][$skinType =0; $ggp -= 1000; $altColour = "undefined"]] - 1000 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $skinType == 1>>Ask to have short fur covering your skin - 400 G.G.P - You already have short fur<<elseif $ggp <400>>Ask to have short fur covering your skin - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to have short fur covering your skin|Clinic Special Skin][$skinType =1; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $skinType == 2>>Ask to have long fur covering your skin - 600 G.G.P - You already have long fur<<elseif $ggp <600>>Ask to have long fur covering your skin - 600 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to have long fur covering your skin|Clinic Special Skin][$skinType =2; $ggp -= 600]] - 600 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $skinType == 5>>Ask to have reptilian scales covering your skin - 600 G.G.P - You already have reptilian scales<<elseif $ggp <600>>Ask to have reptilian scales covering your skin - 600 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to have reptilian scales covering your skin|Clinic Special Skin][$skinType =5; $ggp -= 600]] - 600 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $skinType == 4>>Ask to have smooth plastic cover your skin - 500 G.G.P - You already have smooth plastic skin<<elseif $ggp <500>>Ask to have smooth plastic cover your skin - 500 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to have smooth plastic cover your skin|Clinic Special Skin][$skinType =4; $ggp -= 500]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $skinType == 3>>Ask to have shiny metal cover your skin - 600 G.G.P - You already have shiny metal skin<<elseif $ggp <600>>Ask to have shiny metal cover your skin - 600 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to have shiny metal cover your skin|Clinic Special Skin][$skinType =3; $ggp -= 600]] - 600 G.G.P<</if>> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide other treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('other treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('other treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('other treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide other treatments</button><div id="other treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $wingType == 0>>Ask to remove your wings - 500 G.G.P - You don’t have any wings to remove<<elseif $ggp < 500>>Ask to remove your wings - 500 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to remove your wings|Clinic Remove Wings][$wingType = 0; $ggp -= 500]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>> </div> [[Decide to not get anymore transformations for now|Clinic]]

"I love doing this procedure, barely anyone ever asks for it", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects always look so unique with a <<if $hornType == 1>>cute set of cow horns<<elseif $hornType == 2>>a sturdy set of bull horns<<elseif $hornType == 3>>a single elegant dragon horn<<elseif $hornType == 4>>an elegant set of dragon horns<</if>>. I’m sure I’ve seen it pulled off well in an anime". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, a <<if $hornType == 1>>cow<<elseif $hornType == 2>>bull<elseif $hornType == 3 || $hornType == 4>>dragon<</if>> horn headband in hand. "Okay $firstName, so the procedure is very simple, all I need to do is put this headband on your head and then shoot you with the radiation cannon", he says motioning at a large cylinder on a strut hanging above you, "You're in safe hands, the treatment should more than protect you, there really is nothing to worry about". Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the doctor to place the headband on you and line up the weird cylinder. Then you hear a !Click! as her presses down a button. You feel a little light headed, your head feeling a little warm but nothing else. You reach up to check that the headband hasn't fallen off only to knock against something very solid. In fact the sensation is so intense that you feel a bit of a headache as you pull your sore hand back. That’s certainly going to take some getting used to, you think to yourself as you move your hand back up tentatively to get another a feel. Herking against the seat, your <<if $vagina>>pussy leaving a small puddle of lust<<else>>penis leaking a small glob of pre-cum in response<</if>>, you realise that with a softer touch that felt good. It seems that your horns are actually quite sensitive when touched in the right way. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Peaking through the front of your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair you have <<if $hornType == 1>>a small pair of cute nub-like cow horns<<elseif $hornType == 2>>a tall and sturdy pair of bull horns<<elseif $hornType == 3>>a single elegant dragon horn<<elseif $hornType == 4>>an elegant set of dragon horns<</if>>. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic Anthro Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"Are you sure you want this procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects always look so boring when they return their appearances back to normal". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, nothing in hand. "Okay $firstName, so the procedure is very simple, all I need to do is shoot you with the radiation cannon and it should purge the alteration and return your forehead back to normal. No more horns for now at the very least", he says motioning at a large cylinder on a strut hanging above you, "you're in safe hands, the treatment should more than protect you, there really is nothing to worry about". Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the doctor to line up the weird cylinder. Then you hear a !Click! as her presses down a button. You feel a little light headed, your head feeling a little warm but nothing else. You reach up to check if you still have horns sprouting out of your forehead, but find only empty space. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. On top of your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair you have no horns sprouting out of the top of your head. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic Anthro Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

Above a rather stylish-looking glass window fronted store. Emblazoned both upon the window and on a sign above the door you see a logo featuring a fox, the business titled, "Fur Life - Boutique Transformations". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FurLife.jpg]]</div> Heading through the mostly glass door, you enter a comfortably sized room decorated like an upmarket waiting room. Potted plants, coffee tables and comfortable sofas make up the bulk of the floor space, making the room feel more like a style-conscious fashionista’s living room than a store. Along the walls you can see framed artistically lit photographs featuring various individuals, however, all of their bodies seem to have at least some animalistic trait that becomes the focus of the image. Sitting behind a high desk on a raised stool, you spot a strange orange and white-furred figure reading a fashion magazine. Even from a cursory look it’s easy to tell that she’s very much a woman, her unclothed form putting her average yet perky breasts on full display. Her face also isn’t what you’d expect, instead resembling that of a fox, snout and all. You even occasionally spot a flash of a furry orange and white tail pop above the counter. Of course, the alterations aren’t completely animalistic, enhancing some of her more feminine qualities to make her more traditionally sexy, long eyelashes and delicate hands both standing out to you as not particularly fox-like traits. <<if $jasminePregnantKnown>>Lastly you notice her huge pregnancy belly, a result of the both of you playing together.<</if>> Spotting your arrival, she puts down the magazine, looking at you with an overly excited grin. With an eager wave, she beckons you over to her, and so you approach <<if visited()>1>>the cheerful fox-girl<<else>>Jasmine the fox-girl store owner<</if>>. <<if visited()<=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JasmineLarge.png]]</div> "Hey there cutie! Thanks for coming and visiting my store. I know it might not be totally easy to figure out, so, just so you know, here at ‘Fur Life’ we offer a wide array of fetish body modifications. Though, we’re more focused around animalistic traits. I mean, I pick the stock and I might be a little biased, but we have a lot of choices on offer, so I’m sure we have something you’ll love. Like, it’s super quick and easy to change stuff around, so it might be worth it to give it a try and see if you like it. But, I’m talking too much. Hi, I’m Jasmine, though people call me Jas, what can I do for you today?", asks the fox-girl rather quickly in her high-pitch girly voice, observably excited to have a customer to talk to. Curious that there are other businesses offering transformations in the facility, you ask the well-groomed vulpine woman, "Wait, so you do transformations too? Is that safe? I thought the clinic handled most things". Laughing so hard that she actually smacks her knee, eventually pulling her tail in front of her face to muffle the torrent of giggles. Calming down eventually, she looks at your even more eagerly happy than before, "Oh, that’s a good one! Haven’t laughed so much in a while! … oh, you were serious? Well … erm, oops. Sorry, it’s just that the clinic really tries to play up how technical all of their stuff is, but the facility packages it up and sells it on to other businesses all around. Most of them, like, try and play up how complicated it is to make themselves look good, lets them put the prices up, but it’s really not that hard to do. Most of their stuff is just injections and add-on attachments, quick, harmless, and even a drunk teen working part-time could administer them. I’d put money on them doing at-home treatments soon, but until then I can still keep this place running. Like, it’s still worth coming here though. Like, because I keep the prices down, I’m probably the best cost for this sort of thing in the facility, plus I won’t experiment on you out of boredom". "But, why tell me all that? Wouldn’t it be better to not and get more customers?", you reply, wondering what the catch is. "Maybe. But, like, I don’t have any money issues, and don’t really feel like lying to people. I mostly set up my business to make friends and help people out who wanted to try this stuff to have someone to talk them through it all. Plus, I’m not completely useless in this. Anyone might be able to give you the treatment, but I match everything up, so it looks right. I mean, you wouldn’t want to have a botch job, would you? I once had a girl come in, cat ears coming out the back of her head, apparently, she’d got it done at somewhere really shoddy. So, you get the picture. Now, with all that said, is there anything I can do for you today?", answers the brightly furred girl, an obvious hint of pride in her cute voice tone. Do you: [[Ask to look at their treatment options|Fur Life Menu]] [[Ask her if you can spend some time with her|Fur Life Spend Time With Jasmine]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>><<elseif lastVisited("Fetish Hub") is 1 && visited() >= 2 && $petPlay && !$metVincent>><<include [[Fur Life Meet Vincent Start]]>><<else>><<if $jasminePregnantKnown>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JasminePregnantSmall.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JasmineSmall.png]]</div><</if>> "Hey there cutie! Glad you came back! So, is there anything I can do for you today? I’m not sure if we’ve got any new stock in since last time, but I’m certain we can find something fun in our selection to brighten your day. However, if you just want to spend some time here instead then that would be cool too. I like the company, and we have so many comfy sofas that nobody is going to complain if you just want to put your feet up and relax. So, what’s it going to be today?", asks the fox-girl rather quickly in her high-pitch girly voice, observably excited to have a customer to talk to. Do you: [[Ask to look at their treatment options|Fur Life Menu]] [[Ask her if you can spend some time with her|Fur Life Spend Time With Jasmine]]<<if !$petPlayTrainerFirstVisit && $petPlay && $metVincent && !visited("Fur Life Vincent Trainer Accept")>> [[Ask Jasmine to get in touch with Vincent for you|Fur Life Vincent Trainer Offer]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>><</if>>

You see a sign above an otherwise unremarkable, yet large, doorway, titled, "Industrial Dairy", the smell of sweat and machinery heavy in the air. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/Dairy.png]]</div> Heading through the large, open, entrance way, you enter a large loading room. Heavy looking metal urns of milk wait around on transport carts, ready to be shipped out, and you hear muffled moans in the distance. The room otherwise is rather clinical and clean, tiled walls, and metal flooring. The only thing that really stands out is a small office with a window to one side, inside which sits a man wearing blue latex gloves, and a white lab coat style jacket. He looks relatively well groomed, though his short, rusty, bearded, and slightly unkempt red hair give you the feeling that he doesn't take much time maintaining his appearance. Coming out to greet you, <<if visited()>1 || visited("Lactation Training Lesson") || visited("Industrial Dairy Job Start")>>the human milk farmer you know as Henry approaches<<else>>the dairy supervisor approaches<</if>>. <<if visited()<=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/HenryLarge.png]]</div> Nodding his head slightly in greeting, with a thick accent he asks, "Not that I don’t appreciate the visit, but what are you doing here? If you’re here to sight see then we have designated tour times, and they’re at the other entrance, so you’re way off track. Otherwise, if you’re looking for work, then you’ll need to be lactating or willing to. If neither of those apply, then get out of here, as we don’t need anyone spooking the herd. This place needs to be kept up to proper standards, both for the cows, and for health inspection, so we can’t just let people wander around like they own the place", his tone is not quite accusatorial in nature, but it’s edging towards it in your mind. "Alright, I’ll ..", you start in reply before being interrupted. "Look, I’m guessing you’re a trainee seeing as you entered through the hub door, and not through the one we get most of the guests through. Though, we get a few lost tourists this side too. What I’m getting at is, if you’re looking for some quick cash then the dairy could work well for you, especially if you’re not looking to get pushed into sexual work", his tone and expression softening slightly. "How would that even work?", you ask back, curious about how they operate a dairy in the facility, especially seeing as he seemed to think you could work there, still not sure what all the lactating comments were about. Smacking himself in the head, the man looks at you as if he’s missed saying something important. "Right, you’re a trainee, at least that’s my guess if you’re still here. Anyway, we’re a human milk farm, an industrial one at that. We push slaves, volunteers and trainee’s bodies into lactating, then we collect the milk for a profit. People are willing to pay a lot for human milk funnily enough. We can get it to work in males and females, though most people prefer female milk production. Like I said, pay’s decent, we’d have to induce lactation but that’s not too hard. If you’re interested then feel free to ask. We do it for free for trainees. Well, we take the first milking as payment, so it’s basically free. We can also provide supplements to help your lactation, though some of those get quite pricy. Some of the herd get really into them, and then there’s the farm competitions, so it can really be worth it as an investment. Lastly, we sell milking equipment for personal use, five thousand facility points for purchase and installation, though it’ll need regular maintenance roughly every ten milking sessions", he explains, showing you some instructional pamphlets as he does.<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/HenrySmall.png]]</div> "Hi there", nods the busy supervisor, a hard to appraise look on his face. "Can’t let you into the main floor at the moment, not unless you’re coming for a milking<<if $furniture.indexOf("Industrial Milking Frame") == -1>>. We also still have Milking Frames that can be installed into your room<</if>>. But, I can chat a bit if you need to, or sell you some lactation aids if that’s what you’re looking for". Seemingly finished all he has to say, Henry awaits your answer.<</if>> Do you: [[Ask Henry if you can look at his lactation aid stock|Industrial Dairy Shop]]<<if $furniture.indexOf("Industrial Milking Frame") == -1 && $ggp < 5000>> Inquire about buying Milking Frame - 5000 G.G.P - Cannot Afford<<elseif $furniture.indexOf("Industrial Milking Frame") == -1>> [[Inquire about buying Milking Frame|Industrial Dairy Buy Milker][$ggp -= 5000]] - 5000 G.G.P<<elseif $furniture.indexOf("Industrial Milking Frame") != -1 && $roomMilkerRepairCounter < 10 && $ggp < 100>> Pay for Milking Frame to be serviced - 100 G.G.P - Cannot Afford<<elseif $furniture.indexOf("Industrial Milking Frame") != -1 && $roomMilkerRepairCounter < 10>> [[Pay for Milking Frame to be serviced|Industrial Dairy Milker Maintenance][$ggp -= 100; $roomMilkerRepairCounter = 10]] - 100 G.G.P<</if>> <<if !$lactating && $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>>You’re currently unable to induce lactation due to your chastity bra being in the way<<elseif !$lactating>>[[Ask Henry to make you lactate|Industrial Dairy Induce Lactation][$lactating = true]]<<elseif $lactating && $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>>Your’re currently unable to stop your lactation due to your chastity bra being in the way<<elseif $forcedLactation && !visited("Industrial Dairy Stop Forced Lactation")>>[[Ask Henry to make you stop lactating|Industrial Dairy Stop Forced Lactation]]<<elseif $forcedLactation && $ggp < 5000>>Ask Henry to make you stop lactating - 5000 G.G.P - Cannot afford<<elseif $forcedLactation>>[[Ask Henry to make you stop lactating|Industrial Dairy Stop Lactation][$lactating = false; $lactationLevel = 0; $lactationModifier = 0; $lactationCap = 0; $ggp -= 5000]] - 5000 G.G.P<<else>>[[Ask Henry to make you stop lactating|Industrial Dairy Stop Lactation][$lactating = false; $lactationLevel = 0; $lactationModifier = 0; $lactationCap = 0]]<</if>><<if $lactating && $lactationLevel >0 && $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>> You’re currently unable to be milked due to your chastity bra being in the way<<elseif $lactating & $lactationLevel > 0>> [[Ask Henry to milk you|Industrial Dairy Milking]]<</if>><<if ($jessSlave || $jessRoommate) && !$jessLactating>> <<if ($jessRelationship < 50 && $jessRoommate) || ($jessRelationship < 25 && $jessSlave)>>Jess isn’t close enough with you to accept you inducing her into lactation<<elseif $ggp < 500>>Sign Jess up to have lactation induced - 500 G.G.P<<else>>[[Sign Jess up to have lactation induced|Industrial Dairy Jess Lactation][$jessLactating = true; $ggp -= 500]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Industrial Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Industrial Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

As you pass through the industrial plaza you hear a some loud noise coming from a crowd. Mostly comprised of dirt streaked men wearing overalls and boiler suits, they all seem to be chatting and laughing between themselves, obscuring your vision to what’s the center of their attention. Curious, you try and get a little closer, hoping to hear what they’re talking about, or maybe see what the commotion is about. But, sadly, you have little luck with your plan, only vaguely spotting some large metallic box in the middle, the conversations being muffled by the size and loudness of the assembled workers. Now invested in finding out what’s going on, you move up to one of the men on the outside of the circle, asking conversationally "So, what’s going on here? There seems to be a pretty big crowd", trying to keep your tone light and friendly to avoid annoying a facility employee. It takes a moment for you to get a reply, but the man turns to you eventually, finally noticing your presence. "Hey. Yeah, sorry, pretty loud out here mate. Did you ask something?". "Yeah, what’s going on here?", you ask again, trying to keep any irritation at having to repeat yourself out of your voice. "Thought everyone knew", he replies with a shrug, "We’re making use of one of the relief boxes. Break's practically over, so I don’t think I’m going to have time. Guess that means I’ll be blue balled until next break at the least. Might have to swing by one of the glory holes after work at this rate". Even more curious, you inquire, "Relief boxes?", pretty sure you know where this is going. "Yeah, fuck boxes. You know, they jam some random trainees and slaves in them, mostly those that are on punishment or underperforming. Guess it gives them some intense training, and gives them an incentive to work harder", he nods back. "So, who’s in there?", you continue, trying to get a full picture of the situation. Shrugging, the workman answers, "Not sure. Does it matter? A hole’s a hole after all. We’re just glad that we get some perks down here, this place is pretty rough, so the benefits really keep up morale. Even if some of us get pissed off over missing our turn every now and then. At least we get discounts with the glory holes too I suppose". Pretty sure that’s the best answer you’re going to get, you nod to the grimy man in thanks before wandering off. As you leave, you realize that you never did find out who was inside that box. For all you know, it could just be an elaborate sex toy used to fool the industrial floor workers. Though, maybe not. Probably best not to push your luck and find out, you suppose as you walk away.

"I'm looking to maybe buy something", you answer. "Sure. Then, let’s get you a listing of our stock so you can get an idea of what we have to offer. Just to make sure you know up front, all of our booster serums are genetic therapies. They’ll have a permanent effect on you, whether you’re lactating or not. There’s no odd side effects, but once they’re in your body they aren’t coming back out. There are also hard limits to how many your body can handle, so don’t go asking me for any past that, we keep records and I’m not going to dose you up with anything that might adversely affect your health", says Henry before he briefly heads back into his office. <<if $backgroundNumber == 7>> From within the office he calls out, "Huh. Got a weird note here. Apparently you’re on the discount list. Must have friends in the industry or something? Anyway, that’s a big cut in the prices. Still not going to let you over dose yourself with any of it", more sounds of rustling papers accompanying his slightly muffled comments.<</if>> Emerging a moment later he hands you a list explaining all of the current options and their prices. As you read through the document, Henry waits to one side bored, occasionally looking at his watch or fidgeting with his pockets, waiting for your response. <hr>Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide lactation boosters" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('lactation boosters') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('lactation boosters') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('lactation boosters') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide lactation boosters</button><div id="lactation boosters" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lactation Speed Booster<<if $lactationBoosterSpeed >= 3>> - Max Boosters Used<</if>> This treatment will dramatically increase the rate at which the recipient produces lactative fluids. It will, however, not help in lactation storage, so frequent milking’s are advised for those undertaking this modification. Price: <<if $backgroundNumber == 7>><s>2500 G.G.P</s> 1250 G.G.P<<else>>2500 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $lactationBoosterSpeed >=3>>You’re already at the maximum amount of lactation speed boosters your body can handle<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>><<if $ggp <1250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Speed Booster|Industrial Dairy Buy Speed Booster][$ggp -= 1250; $lactationBoosterSpeed +=1]] <</if>><<elseif $ggp <2500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Speed Booster|Industrial Dairy Buy Speed Booster][$ggp -= 2500; $lactationBoosterSpeed +=1]] <</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/RedSyringe.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lactation Storage Booster<<if $lactationBoosterStorage >= 3>> - Max Boosters Used<</if>> This treatment will dramatically increase the recipient’s internal reservoir for storing lactative fluids, helping compress them within the body. It will, however, not help in creating additional lactation. Useful for those who prefer longer waits between milking sessions. Price: <<if $backgroundNumber == 7>><s>2500 G.G.P</s> 1250 G.G.P<<else>>2500 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $lactationBoosterStorage >=3>>You’re already at the maximum amount of lactation storage boosters your body can handle<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>><<if $ggp <1250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Storage Booster|Industrial Dairy Buy Storage Booster][$ggp -= 1250; $lactationBoosterStorage +=1]] <</if>><<elseif $ggp <2500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Storage Booster|Industrial Dairy Buy Storage Booster][$ggp -= 2500; $lactationBoosterStorage +=1]] <</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BlueSyringe.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lactation Quantity Booster<<if $lactationBoosterQuantity >= 3>> - Max Boosters Used<</if>> This treatment will both increase the rate at which the recipient produces lactative fluid, whilst also increasing their internal body reservoir to store it. A slightly less effective modification in comparison to its more focused brethren, the quantity booster is a well-balanced upgrade for all perspective award-winning hucows. Price: <<if $backgroundNumber == 7>><s>3000 G.G.P</s> 1500 G.G.P<<else>>3000 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $lactationBoosterQuantity >=3>>You’re already at the maximum amount of lactation quantity boosters your body can handle<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>><<if $ggp <1500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Quantity Booster|Industrial Dairy Buy Quantity Booster][$ggp -= 1500; $lactationBoosterQuantity +=1]] <</if>><<elseif $ggp <3000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Quantity Booster|Industrial Dairy Buy Quantity Booster][$ggp -= 3000; $lactationBoosterQuantity +=1]] <</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/GreenSyringe.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide lactation type alterations" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('lactation types') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('lactation types') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('lactation types') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide lactation type alterations</button><div id="lactation types" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lactation Type: Milk<<if $lactationType == 0>> - Current Lactation Type<</if>> This treatment will modify the recipient’s lactation type to be milk. Price: <<if $backgroundNumber == 7>><s>250 G.G.P</s> 125 G.G.P<<else>>250 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $lactationType == 0>>Your body already produces milk<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>><<if $ggp <125>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Type: Milk|Industrial Dairy Buy Lactation Type Change][$ggp -= 125; $lactationType = 0]]<</if>><<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Type: Milk|Industrial Dairy Buy Lactation Type Change][$ggp -= 250; $lactationType = 0]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/ClearSyringe.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lactation Type: Chocolate Milk<<if $lactationType == 1>> - Current Lactation Type<</if>> This treatment will modify the recipient’s lactation type to be chocolate milk. Price: <<if $backgroundNumber == 7>><s>500 G.G.P</s> 250 G.G.P<<else>>500 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $lactationType == 1>>Your body already produces chocolate milk<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>><<if $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Type: Chocolate Milk|Industrial Dairy Buy Lactation Type Change][$ggp -= 250; $lactationType = 1]]<</if>><<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Type: Chocolate Milk|Industrial Dairy Buy Lactation Type Change][$ggp -= 500; $lactationType = 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BrownSyringe.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lactation Type: Strawberry Milk<<if $lactationType == 2>> - Current Lactation Type<</if>> This treatment will modify the recipient’s lactation type to be strawberry milk. Price: <<if $backgroundNumber == 7>><s>500 G.G.P</s> 250 G.G.P<<else>>500 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $lactationType == 2>>Your body already produces strawberry milk<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>><<if $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Type: Strawberry Milk|Industrial Dairy Buy Lactation Type Change][$ggp -= 250; $lactationType = 2]]<</if>><<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Type: Strawberry Milk|Industrial Dairy Buy Lactation Type Change][$ggp -= 500; $lactationType = 2]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PinkSyringe.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lactation Type: Honey<<if $lactationType == 3>> - Current Lactation Type<</if>> This treatment will modify the recipient’s lactation type to be honey. Price: <<if $backgroundNumber == 7>><s>1000 G.G.P</s> 500 G.G.P<<else>>1000 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $lactationType == 3>>Your body already produces honey<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>><<if $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Type: Honey|Industrial Dairy Buy Lactation Type Change][$ggp -= 500; $lactationType = 3]]<</if>><<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Type: Honey|Industrial Dairy Buy Lactation Type Change][$ggp -= 1000; $lactationType = 3]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/YellowSyringe.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lactation Type: Cum<<if $lactationType == 4>> - Current Lactation Type<</if>> This treatment will modify the recipient’s lactation type to be cum. Price: <<if $backgroundNumber == 7>><s>1000 G.G.P</s> 500 G.G.P<<else>>1000 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $lactationType == 4>>Your body already produces cum lactation<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>><<if $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Type: Cum|Industrial Dairy Buy Lactation Type Change][$ggp -= 500; $lactationType = 4]]<</if>><<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lactation Type: Cum|Industrial Dairy Buy Lactation Type Change][$ggp -= 1000; $lactationType = 4]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/CreamSyringe.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div></div> <hr> [[Decide to stop browsing the stock for now|Industrial Dairy]]

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>>With a nod, you ask the dairy supervisor, "Hey. Yeah, I’d like to get lactation treatment, if that’s okay?". With a shrug, Henry replies, "Sure. Let me just get you the paperwork to sign. After that we can get you all hooked up within the hour, and ready to walk out of here fully lactating. If you find you don’t like the whole milking thing, then we can undo it for free. No one really wants to deal with a complaining hucow, and you’re a free person for now at least", and on that note he briefly heads back into his office to retrieve a stack of paperwork for you to sign. You spend a few minutes looking over the complex legal documents to little success, but Henry goes over everything with you section by section. Unless he’s hiding something, then it seems everything he’s said so far is true. Not only will they stop your lactation for you for free if you ask them to, but there also seems to be a lot of notes about ensuring your care and safety while you’re within the dairy. Overall, it’s kind of surprising how much importance they put on your good health, but you suppose that’s in part due to them not wanting to sell unhealthy milk. "That all seems fine", you tell the red-headed farm overseer, signing the paperwork with your name. Giving it a quick look over, Henry nods in a bored manner, answering, "Sure. Guess that means we have to do a lactation induction then. It’s pretty simple, we have a breast pump setup that’ll dose you with update information to the nanites in your initial treatment. You get hooked up to it, it tries to milk you, you’ll start to produce <<checkLactationType>>. It’s all standard stuff really. If it gets uncomfortable, or starts to hurt in any way you need to call out, so I can come and deal with the situation, not that there should be any. Other than that, you’ll need to be naked, and as part of the deal we get to keep your first <<checkLactationType>> harvest", scratching his beard, he continues, "That’s it really. Like I said, standard stuff. Though <<if $breastSize == 0>>you might want to think about getting yourself some breasts, otherwise you might not be doing too well with your production<<elseif $breastSize <= 5>>your breasts should be fine, but if you’re looking for improved production then I’d suggest getting bigger ones first, at that size they may lag behind general production a little<<else>>your breasts are more than adequate, but if you’re looking to get some improved production then the larger the better<</if>>". Passing through a side corridor from the general production floor, you head further into the dairy. Finding yourself escorted into a small changing room complete with showers, Henry waits outside for you to get ready. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you don’t have to make your supervisor wait long as you're already naked<</if>>. Understanding the stringent sanitation rules which cover the dairy, you additionally give yourself a through showering, hoping that your results are up to the man’s expectations. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Shower.png]]</div> Though, it seems your worries were for nothing, as upon seeing you Henry only gives you another bored nod, making no comment on your nude and freshly showered form. Instead, he just continues to usher you towards another door, this time labelled, "Processing Chamber". Heading inside, you see nothing of real substance. Instead, the rather bare room contains only an odd metal stand comprised of tubes and connectors, a single screen, and a pair of breast shaped plastic domes that are attached to the wall by clear tubing. His hand on your shoulder, you’re guided over towards the strange assortment of metal pipes, Henry giving you distinct yet gentle prods until he’s finally happy with your position. On your hands and knees, draped over the frame so that it partially supports your weight, you find that the position is strangely comfortable, the rubber coated mat that you’re kneeling on feeling soft beneath you. Giving you a reassuring pat on your <<checkAss>> bum, your supervisor heads over to the breast shaped domes, pulling them and a section of attached tubing out of the wall. Breathing on it, and giving the rim a quick rub, Henry explains, "They can get pretty cold in here, so we try and heat them up a little before attaching them. You might feel a minor pinching sensation as the pump sucks the air out of the breast cup to make a seal, but that’s to be expected and should be extremely brief. If you feel anything unpleasant other than that, then you need to tell me immediately. Otherwise, welcome to the herd". <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowMilking.jpg]]</div> <</if>>Even with his attempts to warm the plastic, it still is extremely cold as he places them on your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>>, provoking a small, "Eeep!", to burst from your mouth. Patting you on the shoulder reassuringly, Henry waits as the pump begins taking effect, slowly engorging your <<checkNipple>> nipples until they’re fully erect and larger than ever. It does pinch a little at first, and the sensation is unusual, but certainly not an unpleasant one as your nipples are rhythmically suctioned within the breast cup.<<if $udder>> Noticing your udder with a smile, Henry proceeds to pat around the floor, looking for a hidden hatch. Pulling back a small section of flooring, you watch as he pulls out a secondary set of milking tubes, albeit this set has four long heads, perfectly suited for your long fleshy teats. Following the same procedure as with the first breast cups, he breaths on them to warm them up, fitting them carefully with yet another slight pinch as they latch on with the suction. As they begin to properly squeeze your teats, it feels amazing, your long nubs maybe even more pleasurably sensitive than your nipples.<</if>> All the while, Henry watches on. No longer bored it seems, he keeps an attentive watch over you, ensuring that everything is alright. He occasionally steps over to look at the monitor, or checks the tubing, but generally he just waits, giving you a reassuring nod or pat every now and then. At first you don’t see anything in the tubing, only feeling your nipples getting a little sore from the constant stimulation. The rhythmic sound of the pump is almost hypnotic in your prone position, and you feel extremely drowsy. But, curiosity more than anything keeps you awake, watching as the first spattering of <<checkLactationType>> ekes its way down the tube. It’s only a few drops, but it was something made entirely by you, giving you a warm feeling of accomplishment as you rest on the frame. Soon the pumping is feeling a lot more pleasant, your breasts now producing <<checkLactationType>> which helps sooth the dull throb that you had previously felt from the overstimulation. Watching, you see that your yield is now much greater than a few drops, instead running consistently through the connecting tube. You lose track of time, the sensation of squirting <<checkLactationType>> pushing you into a relaxed yet blissful state. It’s not enough to cause an orgasm, but it’s nice, and you feel that given the right situation it could likely give you that extra pleasure. Instead, it’s not much longer before you’re unhooked by the dairy supervisor, the breast cups being reinserted back into the wall. Giving you a good look over, he carefully helps you up, making sure to massage your joints that had stiffened from being held in position over the frame. In particular, he checks your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t overly sore or in any way damaged. "Good job $firstName. Everything seems to be fine, though you might find random spurts of lactation result from going too long without milking. Your nipples may be a little sore for the next hour or so due to being new to all of this, but if the issue persists come back immediately and we’ll deal with it", giving you another reassuring pat on the shoulder as he escorts you out of the room. The procedure complete, Henry takes you back into the changing room to wash and get ready. With that all done, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of Henry in the Dairy lobby|Industrial Dairy]].

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $forcedLactation>><<set $forcedLactation = false>>With a nod, you let the dairy supervisor know, "Sure, I’m willing to pay the processing fee to have my lactation removed if that’s okay with you?". In return, with a shrug Henry replies, "Sure. Seems expensive to me but it’s your money. Let me just get you the paperwork to sign. After that we can get you all hooked up within the hour, and ready to walk out of here no longer lactating. If you find you want to try the whole milking thing again, then we can process you for free like always. No one really wants to deal with a complaining hucow, and you’re a free person for now at least, so I’ll get everything sorted right away", and on that note he briefly heads back into his office to retrieve a stack of paperwork for you to sign. You spend a few minutes looking over the complex legal documents to little success, but Henry goes over everything with you section by section. Unless he’s hiding something, then it seems everything he’s said so far is true. They will stop your lactation for you for free and without issue, the entire fee seemingly going towards the fee imposed by the facility. There also seems to be a lot of notes about reaccepting anyone who wants to retake the initial treatment. Overall, it’s kind of surprising how accepting they are, though you suppose it’s partly because they want to keep their herd in good spirits to ensure healthy milk production.<<else>>With a nod, you ask the dairy supervisor, "Hey. Yeah, I’d like to undo my lactation treatment, if that’s okay?". With a shrug, Henry replies, "Sure. Let me just get you the paperwork to sign. After that we can get you all hooked up within the hour, and ready to walk out of here no longer lactating. If you find you want to try the whole milking thing again, then we can still process you for free. No one really wants to deal with a complaining hucow, and you’re a free person for now at least, so I’ll get everything sorted right away", and on that note he briefly heads back into his office to retrieve a stack of paperwork for you to sign. You spend a few minutes looking over the complex legal documents to little success, but Henry goes over everything with you section by section. Unless he’s hiding something, then it seems everything he’s said so far is true. Not only will they stop your lactation for you for free and without issue, but there also seems to be a lot of notes about reaccepting anyone who wants to retake the initial treatment. Overall, it’s kind of surprising how accepting they are, though you suppose it’s partly because they want to keep their herd in good spirits to ensure healthy milk production.<</if>> "That all seems fine", you tell the red-headed farm overseer, signing the paperwork with your name. Giving it a quick look over, Henry nods in a bored manner, answering, "Sure. Guess that means we have to do a lactation removal then. It’s pretty simple, we have a breast pump setup that’ll dose you with update information to the nanites in your initial treatment. You get hooked up to it, it milks you dry, then tells you to stop producing <<checkLactationType>>. It’s all standard stuff really. If it gets uncomfortable, or starts to hurt in any way you need to call out, so I can come and deal with the situation, not that there should be any. Other than that, you’ll need to be naked, and as part of the deal we get to keep your final <<checkLactationType>> harvest", scratching his beard, he continues, "That’s it really. Like I said, standard stuff. Though <<if $breastSize == 0>>, no, doesn’t matter<<elseif $breastSize <= 5>>, you’re a decent contributor to the herd, so if you ever want to come back I’d be happy to see you again<<else>>, you’re one of our best hucows, so if you ever want to come back I’d love to see you with us again<</if>>". Passing through a side corridor from the general production floor, you head further into the dairy. Finding yourself escorted into a small changing room complete with showers, Henry waits outside for you to get ready. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you don’t have to make your supervisor wait long as you're already naked<</if>>. Understanding the stringent sanitation rules which cover the dairy, you additionally give yourself a through showering, hoping that your results are up to the man’s expectations. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Shower.png]]</div> Though, it seems your worries were for nothing, as upon seeing you Henry only gives you another bored nod, making no comment on your nude and freshly showered form. Instead, he just continues to usher you towards another door, this one labelled, "Processing Chamber". Heading inside, you see nothing of real substance. Instead, the rather bare room contains only an odd metal stand comprised of tubes and connectors you know to be where you’ll rest, a single screen to monitor you, and a pair of breast cups that are attached to the wall by clear tubing. His hand on your shoulder, you’re guided over towards the milking rack, Henry giving you distinct yet gentle prods until he’s finally happy with your position. On your hands and knees, draped over the frame so that it partially supports your weight, you find once again that the position is strangely comfortable, the rubber coated mat that you’re kneeling on feeling soft beneath you. Giving you a reassuring pat on your <<checkAss>> bum, your supervisor heads over to the breast shaped domes, pulling them and a section of attached tubing out of the wall. Breathing on it, and giving the rim a quick rub, Henry explains, "You know how they can get pretty cold in here, so I’ll try and heat them up a little before attaching them, so they aren’t too uncomfortable. As always you might feel a minor pinching sensation as the pump sucks the air out of the breast cup to make a seal, but that’s to be expected and should be extremely brief. If you feel anything unpleasant other than that, then you need to tell me immediately. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy your final milking". <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowMilking.jpg]]</div> <</if>>Even with his attempts to warm the plastic, it still is extremely cold as he places them on your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>>, provoking a small, "Eeep!", to burst from your mouth. Patting you on the shoulder reassuringly, Henry waits as the pump begins taking effect, slowly engorging your <<checkNipple>> nipples until they’re fully erect and larger than ever. You’re somewhat used to the pump by now, and with your body full of milk, the sensation isn’t much of a pinch. Instead it’s actually rather peasant as your nipples are rhythmically suctioned within the breast cup.<<if $udder>> Noticing your udder with a smile, Henry proceeds to pat around the floor, looking for a hidden hatch. Pulling back a small section of flooring, you watch as he pulls out a secondary set of milking tubes, albeit this set has four long heads, perfectly suited for your long fleshy teats. Following the same procedure as with the first breast cups, he breaths on them to warm them up, fitting them carefully with yet another slight pinch as they latch on with the suction. As they begin to properly milk you, the four combined tubes flooding with your <<checkLactationType>>, it feels amazing, your teats maybe even more pleasurably sensitive than your nipples.<</if>> All the while, Henry watches on. No longer bored it seems, he keeps an attentive watch over you, ensuring that everything is alright. He occasionally steps over to look at the monitor, or checks the tubing, but generally he just waits, giving you a reassuring nod or pat every now and then. At first you see the tubing is full of your <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>>, quickly being syphoned into the wall. The rhythmic sound of the pump is almost hypnotic in your prone position, and you feel extremely drowsy. But, curiosity more than anything keeps you awake, keeping an eye on it as the flow of <<checkLactationType>> slowly fades away down the tube. Watching, you see that your yield is now much diminished, now no more than a few drops. Further the previous almost blissful relaxation of being milked also comes to an end, replaced only with a minor dull ache as your no longer <<checkLactationType>> filled <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> are suctioned by the milking pump. It’s a little uncomfortable, but nothing truly unpleasant, and soon the tube holds not even stray drops of your <<checkLactationType>>. Instead, it’s not much longer before you’re unhooked by the dairy supervisor, the breast cups being reinserted back into the wall. Giving you a good look over, he carefully helps you up, making sure to massage your joints that had stiffened from being held in position over the frame. In particular, he checks your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t overly sore or in any way damaged. "Good job $firstName. Everything seems to be fine, though you might find a few stray drops of lactation over the next day or so. Your nipples may also be a little sore for the next hour due to being overstimulated during the process, but if the issue persists come back immediately and we’ll deal with it. Other than that, I hope to see you around again. Remember, you’re always welcome here", giving you another reassuring pat on the shoulder as he escorts you out of the room. The procedure complete, Henry takes you back into the changing room to wash and get ready. With that all done, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of Henry in the Dairy lobby|Industrial Dairy]].

<<pissSelf>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $ggp += 50>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3 && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetCounter += 1>><</if>>As you're travelling, you enter into one of the facilities many lifts. Everything is going completely as usual, the lift containing a few other assorted persons but nothing else as you input your destination. Waiting bored against one of the walls, you’re suddenly jolted as you feel an odd, yet certainly pleasant, vibration tear through your urethra. Nice though it is, you can already sense the extra pressure it’s placing on your bladder, pushing you rapidly towards an accidental and rather confined public urination session. Looking around in panic, you see that there’s still at least 10 floors before you’ll be able to get out, with none of the other stops on the way having people waiting at them. <<if $diaperLocked>>Sadly, even if there was a stop on the way it probably wouldn’t be of much use to you, what with your diaper locked on you, offering you no way out of this situation. Though, maybe you could find somewhere more private at least, you wonder as your desperation to unleash the contents of your bladder grows ever more intense.<<else>>Sadly, you can’t think of another way to escape, sure that pulling the emergency break would get you in a lot of trouble. Instead, your desperation is only growing further as your need to unleash the contents of your bladder becomes ever more intense.<</if>> Trying to delay the inevitable, you press your <<checkThigh>> thighs together, trying to take your mind off of the looming threat of peeing yourself. You wonder how noticeable it would be if you pissed yourself in such a confined environment, quickly concluding that it would be extremely noticeable to your great embarrassment. To your happy shock, you see that only 5 floors away someone has pressed the button to call the lift, a way for you to escape is now much closer. Of course, the uncomfortable need to pee is building ever more rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to wet yourself, you just hope you can last long enough. You slowly start to pace on the spot, trying to slowly make your way to the elevator door, both sweating and blushing from the intensity of resisting the need to piss. The attempt to move even so slightly jostles you, almost releasing the floodgates, however, miraculously you reach the door with only the faintest wet dripping sensation so far, making your <<if $vagina>>pussy slick with your urine<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock head slick with your urine<</if>>. Sadly, your luck doesn’t seem to hold up, as you realize with shock that the lift door still has 3 floors to go. It happens all of a sudden. Frustrated with the slow pace of the elevator, and the slight jostling it gives having knocked your need to urinate to the point of no return, the result is that you can no longer maintain what little control over your bladder that you had. With an audible hiss, your golden piss starts flooding out of you with great speed and quantity into the lift. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Thankfully, you are wearing a diaper, otherwise you'd likely be even more obvious in your urination, leaving a large puddle on the floor. Though, even with your diaper some of the contents seem to have leaked out and down your leg.<<elseif $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>With shock, you realise that you’ve soaked your $currentUnderwear through, their sodden form clinging wetly to your <<checkSkin>> form.<<else>>With shock, you realize that you’re not wearing any underwear at all, leaving nothing to stop you making a large and incredibly noticeable mess.<</if>> Of course, with the distinct noise, amber lake around your feet, and strong and noxious smell now filling the small enclosed space, it’d be impossible to miss spotting your humiliated form. Noticing your look of distress, one of the other passengers beings to approach you before realizing from the horrid smell what has occurred. With a sound of disgust, they take a step back as you just stand there, the pool of piss growing steadily as you relieve yourself. The smell of fresh urine clings to you and to the lift, leaving you unable to escape your shame, and you’re sure it’ll take a shower or two before you’ll be able to get rid of it from yourself, let alone what some poor janitor will have to do to the lift. Worst of all, the feeling of wetting yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in response<<else>>pussy wet and needy in response<</if>>, the vibrations in your bladder making you feel amazing. As the last dregs of piss drip out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. Of course, the other people in the lift don’t see it that way, some shrieking with horror, others laughing mockingly, but all of them flooding to the opposite side of the lift, trying to avoid your large puddle of urine. As the door dings, the crowd all rush out in unison, trying to escape from you and your foul mess as quickly as possible, leaving you all alone in your humiliation. Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. You wet yourself in public lift, and a group of random passers-by watched on as you did. Certainly not a high point in your day. "50 G.G.P. awarded to Trainee $firstName for: Amusing the patrons of the facility by publicly wetting themselves", intones the familiar monotone of Alice the AI from a nearby wall as you flee, one last embarrassment from the situation accompanying it as a photo of your public shame is openly displayed on the screen. No longer wanting to take the lift after what just happened, you decide instead to take the last few floors of this leg of the trip on the stairs, after all at least you won’t get trapped on them. Blushing deeply, and stinking of your own piss, your accident complete you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

As you’re sipping on a cup of the relatively cool tea, you notice due to her audible cough that standing next to you is the rabbit ear topped blonde girl Daisy, wearing her cute frilly pink dress. Almost immediately you notice that she isn’t accompanied by her regular partner Katie, instead seemingly here alone. Smiling warmly, she asks in a polite tone, "Hello $firstName. Can I join you for tea?". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisyLarge.png]]</div> Seeing no issue with that you politely respond, "Hi Daisy. Sure, but where is Katie?", curious as to where he almost inseparable partner is. "Thanks! And, don’t worry she’s fine. We went on an adventure and it turned out to be a petting zoo they’d set up. It was a lot of fun, but I can only take so many jokes about my rabbit ears and tail before needing a break. Katie was having a really good time, so I told her to stay a bit longer and I’d save her a spot here for later", laughs the pigtailed blonde, seemingly not too upset about the whole incident. Instead she takes a seat next to you, daintily refilling your cup from a nearby teapot before serving herself. Wondering about her ears, now that they’ve been brought up, you ask mostly as small talk, "So, how did you end up with rabbit ears? It just doesn’t seem like a nursery thing, and I don’t think I’ve seen anyone else with them around here", following it up with a quick, "Not that I think they’re bad or anything. I was just trying to figure out if you got them on an adventure or something". Giggling into her cup of tea, you see that Daisy has taken your question in good spirits. "Yeah. I like them, I mean they’re super cute, but they do stand out a bit too much sometimes. When I came to the facility at first, I was a volunteer, but I didn’t really know what I wanted to do. I tried a couple of things, including being a bunny girl maid. They have the best outfits, so adorable! Anyway, I liked cute clothes, and everything pink and girly, so this place caught my interest. Then I met Katie when she was out and about, and she was just … she fusses, but she looks great in the cute pink clothes they put her in. We hit it off, and, I signed up immediately after". Taking a sip of tea, she looks wistfully down at it. "That was back before they had a lot of the nursery built. We’ve both been around for a while now, longer than most here, though Katie slightly longer than me. They used to not have a lot of the cool stuff they do today, but Papa Glover really looks after us, you know. He even ships in all these super cute clothes for me, even if some of them are a little more adult than I probably should be allowed", breaking out of her reminiscence, she giggles again whispering and putting a finger to her lips, "Plus he puts Katie in all the most adorable clothes for me, though that’s a super special secret just between us. Don’t worry, she likes it really, she just enjoys being a fuss about it more". Giggling along in response, you spend the next half an hour having an extensive conversation with Daisy, as you eat cake, drink lukewarm tea, and play with your own stuffed toys. Daisy seems really nice, and a lot more refined than anyone else you’ve met in the nursery, and she seems to really enjoy her time with you. Though, throughout the whole time you notice that she talks a lot about Katie, who obviously means a great deal to her. The conversation meanders about, but Daisy loves to talk about clothes, especially Lolita fashion, music, and anything that sounds even remotely cute. <<include [[ABDL Job Tea Party End]]>>

As you’re sipping on a cup of the relatively cool tea, you notice as someone loudly crashes into the seat next to you. Looking up you see it is the blonde plaited pigtailed blonde girl Katie, wearing her cute pink dungaree dress. Almost immediately you also notice that she isn’t accompanied by her regular partner Daisy, instead seemingly here alone. Smiling warmly, trying her best innocent expression she asks in a sweet tone, "Hi $firstName. Do you mind if I join you for tea?". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieLarge.png]]</div> Seeing no issue with that, and wondering if she’d even accept a no, you politely respond, "Hi Katie. Sure, but where is Daisy?", curious as to where he almost inseparable partner is. "Great!", she smiles before her face contorts into a grumpy frown, "She’s fine! Daisy’s on one of her TV shooting days. The facility TV people love her because she’s good at music, and they think her adorable bunny ears are cute. It’s not fair! I should get to go too, but they don’t normally want me along!". Now in a slightly more subdued mood, she takes hold of the nearby tea pot hastily refilling your cup before serving herself. Not wanting to upset her, but intrigued by the talk of Daisy being on TV, you ask calmly, "So, how did she end up getting all those TV roles? I thought she was a part of the nursery". You momentarily wonder if she’s going to take the question well, but it seems like her desire to talk about Daisy outweighs he current bad mood. With a slight giggle, a small yet genuine small showing, she responds, "Daisy’s really awesome, that’s why! Like she polls really well with the audience, and people saw her on different things in the facility before she joined the nursery. Plus, she’s like super cute and gives amazing cuddles! They got her early on for this farm based show, and since then she’s been in high demand. I just … miss her when she’s away". Taking a sip of tea, she continues, "Before she came to the nursery it was really quiet around here. They didn’t have a lot of the stuff, and it could get really boring at times. Daisy really helped out with that, she’s a lot more … willing to do ‘naughty’ things than some of us are. Though it’s fun to do that sort of play when she’s there too. Papa Glover looked after us really well, but they didn’t want to give him much funding. He scouted me out specifically when I got brought in, apparently, I had the right look. And, well, I joined on the spot after he promised that he’d look after me, and let me play with animals and go to Renaissance fair’s. Now we get to do that sort of stuff all the time", pouting again, she giggles, "Though sometimes he puts me in some of the girliest pink clothes, and I just don’t suit them. Daisy always tells me I do, but I don’t think I can pull off pink. I bet they’re conspiring against me to make me wear pink, but I don’t think I could keep mad at them if they did. Though I might fall asleep with a wet diaper near Daisy’s face at some point in return for it". Giggling along in response, you spend the next half an hour having an extensive conversation with Katie, as you eat a lot of cake, drink lukewarm tea, all the time play with your own stuffed toys. Katie seems really nice, though she has a hint of tomboyish-ness about her, at least in her outdoorsy interests. Though, throughout the whole time you notice that she talks a lot about Daisy, who obviously means a great deal to her. The conversation meanders about, but Katie loves to talk about adventures she’s been on, especially her love of climbing things, folk music, and dressing up for historical re-enactment. <<include [[ABDL Job Tea Party End]]>>

As you’re sipping on a cup of the relatively cool tea, you notice due to her audible cough that standing next to you is the rabbit ear topped blonde girl Daisy, wearing her cute frilly pink dress. Hand in hand she waits for your attention with her regular cheerfully smiling blonde plaited pigtailed partner Katie, wearing her cute pink dungaree dress. Giggling warmly, Daisy asks in a polite tone, "Hello $firstName. Can we join you for tea?", Katie accompanying the statement with an enthusiastic nod. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisyLarge.png]]</div> Seeing no issue with that you politely respond, "Hi you two. Sure, of course you can, but do you have anything you want to try out in particular?", wondering if there’s another motive for their joint visit. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieLarge.png]]</div> "Yay! Now we have another tea party buddy!", laughs the energetic pigtailed blonde, Katie, as she practically jumps into the seat next to you. Taking her time, a little more delicate and refined in her action, Daisy instead sits on the other side of you, beaming with joy in agreement. While your more enthusiastic guest starts passing out small cakes to the three of you, your more subdued companion begins carefully pouring out tea into your cup to top you up, before then preparing a cup for Katie and then herself last. Now with everyone properly served, Daisy begins in a sweet and polite tone, "Don’t worry, no pranks today, Katie’s agreed to be on her best behaviour. We just really love spending time at the tea party, and extra company can make it a lot of fun. These days neither of us get out of the nursery much, other than a bit of work for me that is, so we’re always curious to hear about the gossip going around the facility. Do you know if they ever caught that tentacle thing that escaped from the labs last year? I heard that was pretty scary. Oh, and have they opened up anymore cute stores?". "I heard the monster was stealing away people to its secret sex lair. It’s super scary!", chimes in Katie before you get a chance to answer, her tone one of scared excitement. Taking a sip of tea, you try your best to answer their questions, pointing out that you don’t know anything about tentacle monsters, which causes Katie to deflate slightly in response. Finally, curious as why they don’t leave the nursery much anymore, you ask, "I hope I’m not being rude, but why don’t you leave the nursery much anymore? Do they keep you here now or something?". Giggling in unison, the two of them shake their heads vehemently, taking a moment to recover before they can give a proper answer. Finally, calming down first, Daisy waves to you in an attempt to show that it’s nothing like that. "No, no, nothing like that. They look after us really well here, and other than curfew we could roam around the facility as we please. It’s actually pretty safe for us too, as we’re owned property of the nursery, and the laws on stealing or harming … people like us, are extremely strict. We just don’t have a lot of time to run around out there", her voice becoming more subdued she continues, "You see, things are just a bit …". Sitting on the edge of your seat to hear what the bunny eared Lolita has to say, you’re suddenly interrupted, almost spilling your tea as you feel a foot collide with your shin underneath the table. Thankfully the foot in question is shoeless, so the effect is only minor, but it does derail the conversation as you make a sharp, "Eeep!", sound. Rapidly looking around, you can easily guess the culprit, especially as your energetic other tea party attendant has a look of shock on her face which any court would describe as one of guilt. Nervously, Katie in a panic apologises. "I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to! Did I hurt you, please say I didn’t hurt you! You’re okay aren’t you? Please?", doing her best to check you over under the table, obviously sorry for what she. Popping back up, she chimes in a slightly less nervous, but still more subdued voice, "That was meant for Daisy. It was … she was going to say something I thought she shouldn’t. Sorry again that you got caught in the crossfire". Seeing how upset she is, you quickly accept her apology, not seeing any reason to let her stew in her sorrow, especially as no harm was actually done. What follows is a brief confrontation between the pair, as Daisy sulks that Katie was about to kick her, but eventually accepts the apology after receiving some more cake. And, like that you spend the next half an hour having an extensive conversation with Daisy and Katie, as you eat cake, drink lukewarm tea, and play with the available stuffed toys. They both seem really nice, and together really compliment each other, keeping up the conversation in the way only long-time friends can. Of course, they make sure to include you, both of them adept at social interaction, likely as a result of being on TV for years by this point. Either way, they seem to really enjoy their time with you. Though, you never do find out what Daisy was going to talk about. Instead, the conversation meanders about, covering everything from Lolita fashion to historical re-enactment, along with a large amount of gossip about the nursery and its residents. <<include [[ABDL Job Tea Party End]]>>

As you pass through the dormitory main room you notice a man in work overalls looking very confused. Behind him you can see a wooden crate on a pull trolley, a number of large air holes dotting its surface, and a large sticker reading, "Human cargo – handle with care. Destination – D…", then end words of it rubbed off. Spotting you nearby, he quickly walks over to you, making sure to keep a constant eye on his cargo as he does. "Hey, mate. I’m not trying to be a bother, but you don’t know where I’m supposed to be taking this crate do you? Not been working the hauling jobs long, and I really don’t want to get in trouble with my new boss. I thought because it was human cargo it would be for the dormitories, but I can’t see any drop off point around here. I’ve tried asking the slave in the crate, but they won’t tell me". "I’m getting worried they’ll think I stole it if I don’t deliver it soon, and that would be really bad. And, not just for me, because they’re currently unclaimed it could turn out pretty awful for the slave in that box. So, could you help me and talk to it, I don’t know what else to do" he adds, his tone becoming quieter and more worried than previously. Taking stock of the situation, it seems like the guy is in a tight spot with this, but it’s not really your problem. After all, do you really want to help someone transport a slave? You could walk away from this and nothing would likely happen to you for doing so. Though, obviously you could [[lend the worker a hand|Dorm Hub Crated Hucow Main]], and it looks like he could use one.

Taking pity on the workman, you tell him, "I’ll help you, but whoever you have in the crate still might not tell me. They might not even know", trying to manage his expectations. Wiping the sweat from his brow he nods enthusiastically, obviously happy to have someone offer their help after how badly things have been going for him up to now. Quickly heading over to the crate, he undoes a set of latches on the top of it, allowing him to slid back the top and offer you a look at the prisoner trapped within. Looking over the brim of the crate, you spot a woman with beachball sized breasts and long black-coloured hair, which in the position she’s restrained does little to hide her modesty. <<if $hermPlay>>Giving her a good look over you jump in shock at what you firstly presume might be an unaccounted-for limb. However, you quickly have to re-evaluate your assumption, as you take in the bulbous head upon the baseball-bat-like growth's end. It seems that the exaggerated traits you see don’t exist on a woman, but instead on a hermaphrodite.<</if>> Her eyes catching yours, filled with fury, she spits aggressively, "Just let me go, you can sell me somewhere else! I don’t want to be milked, so just let me go!", presumably mistaking you for someone who works at her actual destination. Glancing sideways, you catch that the workman is giving you a thumbs-up obviously already happy with your progress. "I’m not who you think I am. I’m just another trainee at the facility", you reply with a sigh, not sure if you could keep up such a charade if pushed. Earnestly, you push, "We need to know where you’re supposed to be going so the guy transporting you can take you there. It probably sounds bad, but from what I’ve been told it gets a lot worse if you don’t make your way there and they think you’ve been stolen or escaped. So, please just tell him where you need to go". Flinching in her crate, you see the cogs turn in the beautiful <<if $hermPlay>>herm's<<else>>girl's<</if>> head. Hanging her head, she replies quietly, "They’re sending me down to an industrial dairy in the facility. I don’t want to be a hucow. They even had my boobs inflated<<if $hermPlay>>, and had this stupid massive cock grown for me<</if>>. Apparently, they plan on milking my boobs, <<if $hermPlay>>cock, <</if>>and … well the way they talked about my pussy. I just want to be sold elsewhere!". You know that you can’t do anything to help, but you do the best you can to calm her, offering the point that there might be nice parts to it too. She’s obviously reluctant to hear such, but she seems happy to hear the sentiment, relaxing a little, if not becoming somewhat despondent in the process. Soon sealed back up in the crate, the workman flips the latches again, likely plunging her into mostly darkness within. With a smile he pats your shoulder, "I would have been in real trouble back there if you hadn’t helped. Appreciate it mate! I’ll get her carted down to the industrial dairy. From what I hear, they’re actually pretty nice with the slaves they get in, a couple of things notwithstanding. She’ll be better off than she thinks, especially if she plays nice with everyone. I don’t have anything to give you, but if you ever see me around again, then I owe you one for helping here. You’re a real lifesaver mate!". Slowly wheeling the trolley with the crated hucow away, you watch as he enters into a lift waving you goodbye. Everything now dealt with you find yourself left [[standing outside of your dormitory room|Dorm Hub]].

As you pass through the sexual services hub, you hear a man calling out from atop a small stage, "Come one, come all. Bored, unfulfilled, something lacking in your life and getting you down, then check out ‘Mark’s Pleasure House’, almost certainly one of the best brothels within the facility. As a special one-day deal, we’re offering free usage of some of our C grade slaves. That’s right, you can freely have sex with our service quality slaves. And, that’s not all, as we have reduced pricing on all of our B grade slaves too, now fulfilling standard requirements at half price today only. What’s more, if you pay for an orgy, buy two slaves and get every third slave free! So, treat yourself today at ‘Mark’s Pleasure House’!", spiels off the man in his loud booming voice, sweeping his hand towards an assembly of nervous looking <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>slave-girls<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>slave men<<else>>slave-girls and a few male slaves too<</if>>. Getting a better look, you notice that many of them are actually tied down in some way, a few of the poses looking outright uncomfortable. Even the few that aren’t restrained to bondage frames sport obvious ankle restraints, short chains running to well hammered in tethers. The crowd at first don’t seem fully sure how to react, but before long a few of them descend on the poor low-grade slaves, making usage of them as little more than cheap sex toys. There’s a lot of people willing to take on the deal, so many of the brothel workers are being used by multiple people at once, and rutted hard from the pained sounds that you hear over the cheerful murmur of the crowd. So much so, that the salesman has to mention loudly as a reminder, "Remember, damage to an owned slave is a serious offense, and can result in long prison sentences or more unpleasant enslavement packages itself. Make sure to only make standard usage of them, and no more than one person in each hole at a time", subduing the crowd just enough to calm the frenzy into something resembling a more normal orgy. However you feel about the situation, it certainly isn’t your problem. And, you’re never sure in the facility what is going to get you in trouble. Still, the poor slaves obviously seem to be having a rough time, even if the moans are turning more pleasured as time goes on. Not wanting to get involved, and unable to get close to the stage due to the volume of the crowd, you decided to move on and keep wandering about the sexual services hub.

"I'd like to have a look at what options you have to offer", you answer. "Course you do cutie. I bet we’ll have you furred up six ways to Sunday before you’re done with us. We’ve got a lot of different body modification options on offer, and we do our best to get more in whenever possible. Have a seat and I’ll go through what we currently have in stock. Don’t worry, we try and keep prices down, so it should be pretty affordable even if you’re on a budget", replies the fox-girl in a cheery and slightly flirty tone. Directing you to a stylishly designed seat, she starts running down some of the shop's various treatment options. Accompanying her sales pitch, she taps on a tablet, causing images and prices to appear on a wall-mounted screen to one side, giving you a much better idea of exactly how the various alterations would look. Do you: <button title="Click to show/hide ear treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('ear treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('ear treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('ear treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide ear treatments</button><div id="ear treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $ears == 0>>Ask for normal ears - 400 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 0 && $ggp <400>>Ask for normal ears - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for normal ears|Fur Life Normal Ears][$ears = 0; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 1>>Ask for cat ears - 200 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 1 && $ggp <200>>Ask for cat ears - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for cat ears|Fur Life Special Ears][$ears = 1; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 2>>Ask for dog ears - 200 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 2 && $ggp <200>>Ask for dog ears - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for dog ears|Fur Life Special Ears][$ears = 2; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 3>>Ask for bunny ears - 200 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 3 && $ggp <200>>Ask for bunny ears - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bunny ears|Fur Life Special Ears][$ears = 3; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 5>>Ask for cow ears - 200 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 5 && $ggp <200>>Ask for cow ears - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for cow ears|Fur Life Special Ears][$ears = 5; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 9>>Ask for horse ears - 200 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 9 && $ggp <200>>Ask for horse ears - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for horse ears|Fur Life Special Ears][$ears = 9; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 6>>Ask for fox ears - 200 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 6 && $ggp <200>>Ask for fox ears - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for fox ears|Fur Life Special Ears][$ears = 6; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 7>>Ask for wolf ears - 200 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 7 && $ggp <200>>Ask for wolf ears - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for wolf ears|Fur Life Special Ears][$ears = 7; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 8>>Ask for dragon ears - 300 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 8 && $ggp <300>>Ask for dragon ears - 300 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for dragon ears|Fur Life Special Ears][$ears = 8; $ggp -= 300]] - 300 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 4>>Ask for robotic antenna ears - 300 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 4 && $ggp <300>>Ask for robotic antenna ears - 300 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for robotic antenna ears|Fur Life Special Ears][$ears = 4; $ggp -= 300]] - 300 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ears == 10>>Ask for both cat and rabbit ears - 400 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 10 && $ggp <400>>Ask for both cat and rabbit ears - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for both cat and rabbit ears|Fur Life Special Ears][$ears = 10; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>><<if $rachelModsUnlock>> <<if $ears == 11>>Ask for snow fox ears - 600 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $ears != 11 && $ggp <600>>Ask for snow fox ears - 600 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for snow fox ears|Fur Life Special Ears][$ears = 11; $ggp -= 600]] - 600 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide horn treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('horn treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('horn treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('horn treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide horn treatments</button><div id="horn treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $hornType == 0>>Ask to remove horns - 400 G.G.P - You don't have a horn<<elseif $hornType != 0 && $ggp <400>>Ask to remove horn - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to remove horn|Fur Life Remove Horn][$hornType = 0; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hornType == 1>>Ask for cow horns - 200 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $hornType != 1 && $ggp <200>>Ask for cow horns - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for cow horns|Fur Life Special Horn][$hornType = 1; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hornType == 2>>Ask for bull horns - 200 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $hornType != 2 && $ggp <200>>Ask for bull horns - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bull horns|Fur Life Special Horn][$hornType = 2; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hornType == 3>>Ask for a dragon horn - 200 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $hornType != 3 && $ggp <200>>Ask for a dragon horn - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for a dragon horn|Fur Life Special Horn][$hornType = 3; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hornType == 4>>Ask for dragon horns - 300 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $hornType != 4 && $ggp <300>>Ask for dragon horns - 300 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for dragon horns|Fur Life Special Horn][$hornType = 4; $ggp -= 300]] - 300 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hornType == 5>>Ask for demon horns - 300 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $hornType != 5 && $ggp <300>>Ask for demon horns - 300 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for demon horns|Fur Life Special Horn][$hornType = 5; $ggp -= 300]] - 300 G.G.P<</if>> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide tail treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('tail treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('tail treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('tail treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide tail treatments</button><div id="tail treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $tail == 0>>Ask to remove tail - 400 G.G.P - You don't have a tail<<elseif $tail != 0 && $ggp <400>>Ask to remove tail - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to remove tail|Fur Life Remove Tail][$tail = 0; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 1>>Ask for cat tail - 200 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 1 && $ggp <200>>Ask for cat tail - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for cat tail|Fur Life Special Tail][$tail = 1; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 2>>Ask for dog tail - 200 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 2 && $ggp <200>>Ask for dog tail - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for dog tail|Fur Life Special Tail][$tail = 2; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 3>>Ask for bunny tail - 200 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 3 && $ggp <200>>Ask for bunny tail - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for bunny tail|Fur Life Special Tail][$tail = 3; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 4>>Ask for cow tail - 200 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 4 && $ggp <200>>Ask for cow tail - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for cow tail|Fur Life Special Tail][$tail = 4; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 9>>Ask for horse tail - 200 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 9 && $ggp <200>>Ask for horse tail - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for horse tail|Fur Life Special Tail][$tail = 9; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 5>>Ask for fox tail - 200 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 5 && $ggp <200>>Ask for fox tail - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for fox tail|Fur Life Special Tail][$tail = 5; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 6>>Ask for wolf tail - 200 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 6 && $ggp <200>>Ask for wolf tail - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for wolf tail|Fur Life Special Tail][$tail = 6; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 7>>Ask for dragon tail - 200 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 7 && $ggp <200>>Ask for dragon tail - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for dragon tail|Fur Life Special Tail][$tail = 7; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 8>>Ask for demon tail - 300 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 8 && $ggp <300>>Ask for demon tail - 300 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for demon tail|Fur Life Special Tail][$tail = 8; $ggp -= 300]] - 300 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $tail == 10>>Ask for a hybrid cat-rabbit tail - 400 G.G.P - You already have one<<elseif $tail != 10 && $ggp <400>>Ask for a hybrid cat-rabbit tail - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for a hybrid cat-rabbit tail|Fur Life Special Tail][$tail = 10; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>><<if $rachelModsUnlock>> <<if $tail == 11>>Ask for double snow fox tails - 600 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $tail != 11 && $ggp <600>>Ask for double snow fox tails - 600 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for double snow fox tails|Fur Life Special Tail][$tail = 11; $ggp -= 600]] - 600 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide skin treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('skin treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('skin treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('skin treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide skin treatments</button><div id="skin treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $skinType == 0>>Ask to return your skin to normal - 500 G.G.P - You already have normal skin<<elseif $ggp <500>>Ask to return your skin to normal - 500 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to return your skin to normal|Fur Life Normal Skin][$skinType =0; $ggp -= 500; $altColour = "undefined"]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $skinType == 1>>Ask to have short fur covering your skin - 200 G.G.P - You already have short fur<<elseif $ggp <200>>Ask to have short fur covering your skin - 200 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to have short fur covering your skin|Fur Life Special Skin][$skinType =1; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $skinType == 2>>Ask to have long fur covering your skin - 300 G.G.P - You already have long fur<<elseif $ggp <300>>Ask to have long fur covering your skin - 300 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to have long fur covering your skin|Fur Life Special Skin][$skinType =2; $ggp -= 300]] - 300 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $skinType == 5>>Ask to have reptilian scales covering your skin - 300 G.G.P - You already have reptilian scales<<elseif $ggp <300>>Ask to have reptilian scales covering your skin - 300 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to have reptilian scales covering your skin|Fur Life Special Skin][$skinType =5; $ggp -= 300]] - 300 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $skinType == 4>>Ask to have smooth plastic cover your skin - 300 G.G.P - You already have smooth plastic skin<<elseif $ggp <300>>Ask to have smooth plastic cover your skin - 300 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to have smooth plastic cover your skin|Fur Life Special Skin][$skinType =4; $ggp -= 300]] - 300 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $skinType == 3>>Ask to have shiny metal cover your skin - 400 G.G.P - You already have shiny metal skin<<elseif $ggp <400>>Ask to have shiny metal cover your skin - 400 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to have shiny metal cover your skin|Fur Life Special Skin][$skinType =3; $ggp -= 400]] - 400 G.G.P<</if>> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide wing treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('wing treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('wing treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('wing treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide wing treatments</button><div id="wing treatments" style="display:none"> <<if $wingType == 0>>Ask to remove wings - 800 G.G.P - You don't have wings<<elseif $ggp <800>>Ask to remove wings - 800 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask to remove wings|Fur Life Remove Wings][$wingType =0; $ggp -= 800]] - 800 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $wingType == 1>>Ask for dragon wings - 500 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $wingType != 1 && $ggp <500>>Ask for dragon wings - 500 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for dragon wings|Fur Life Special Wings][$wingType = 1; $ggp -= 500]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $wingType == 2>>Ask for demon wings - 500 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $wingType != 2 && $ggp <500>>Ask for demon wings - 500 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for demon wings|Fur Life Special Wings][$wingType = 2; $ggp -= 500]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $wingType == 3>>Ask for angel wings - 500 G.G.P - You already have them<<elseif $wingType != 3 && $ggp <500>>Ask for angel wings - 500 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Ask for angel wings|Fur Life Special Wings][$wingType = 3; $ggp -= 500]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide special treatments" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('special treatments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('special treatments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('special treatments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide special treatments</button><div id="special treatments" style="display:none"> <<if !$udder && $ggp <1000>>Ask to gain udder - 1000 G.G.P - Can’t afford<<elseif $udder && $ggp <500>>Ask to remove udder - 500 G.G.P - Can't afford<<elseif !$udder>>[[Ask to gain udder|Fur Life Gain Udder][$udder = true; $ggp -= 1000]] - 1000 G.G.P<<else>>[[Ask to remove udder|Fur Life Remove Udder][$udder = false; $ggp -= 500]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>> <<if !$marsupialPouch && $ggp <1000>>Ask to gain marsupial pouch - 1000 G.G.P - Can’t afford<<elseif $marsupialPouch && $ggp <500>>Ask to remove marsupial pouch - 500 G.G.P - Can't afford<<elseif !$marsupialPouch>>[[Ask to gain marsupial pouch|Fur Life Gain Pouch][$marsupialPouch = true; $ggp -= 1000]] - 1000 G.G.P<<else>>[[Ask to remove marsupial pouch|Fur Life Remove Pouch][$marsupialPouch = false; $ggp -= 500]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>> </div> [[Decide to stop looking at the shops treatment options|Fur Life]]

"Awww! Oh well, still lots of other cool things to try!", cheers Jasmine as you tell her your selection, slightly put out that you don’t want to keep your ears, "Don’t worry, I’m not a jerk, I’ll do it for you without issue. If nothing else, you could always try out a pair of special ears again in the future. I mean, they are super fun and cute, so I bet you’ll be tempted back in no time". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to sit down and wait. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. After a few minutes rest, Jasmine returns, a blue glowing, effervescent liquid-filled vial in hand. "This is super simple, but I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic. All I need to do is drink this, and then wait. It’ll tell your body to remove the ears change and revert back to normal, after that you’re done", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything is safe, there really is nothing to worry about". Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the fox-girl to feed you the vials contents down your throat. It tastes faintly of lemons, you think, as you watch her walk back and take a seat nearby. You momentarily wonder if she’s joking with you, but then you hear a slight !Click! from the base of your ears, signalling to you that it really might be that simple. You feel a little light headed, your head feeling a little warm but nothing else. You reach up to check if you still have ears on top of your head, but find only empty space. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your now normal ears before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Looking back, you can see for sure that topping your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair you have no ears on top of your head, instead having a pair of normal ears exactly where you’d expect. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]] Asks Jasmine smiling.

"Awesome! This is going to be great!", cheers Jasmine as you tell her your selection, "All the special ears we do feel amazing when you play with them. Like, they’re super sensitive, and they just feel so good. Plus, you’ll look so much cuter with a brilliant pair of <<if $ears == 1>>cat<<elseif $ears == 2>>dog<<elseif $ears == 3>>bunny<<elseif $ears == 4>>robot<<elseif $ears == 5>>cow<<elseif $ears == 6>>fox<<elseif $ears == 7>>wolf<<elseif $ears == 8>>dragon<<elseif $ears == 9>>horse<<elseif $ears == 10>>cat and a pair of rabbit<<elseif $ears == 11>>snow fox<</if>> ears, you’ll get so many compliments when you go on nights out". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to sit. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. After a few minutes rest, Jasmine returns, something resembling a <<if $ears == 1>>cat<<elseif $ears == 2>>dog<<elseif $ears == 3>>bunny<<elseif $ears == 4>>robotic antenna<<elseif $ears == 5>>cow<<elseif $ears == 6>>fox<<elseif $ears == 7>>wolf<<elseif $ears == 8>>dragon<<elseif $ears == 9>>horse<<elseif $ears == 10>>cat ear hairband strapped together with a bunny<<elseif $ears == 11>>snow fox<</if>> ear headband in hand. "This is super simple, but I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic. All I need to do is to put this headband on top of your head and then wait. There’ll be a flash of light as it bonds and then you’re done", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything matches up, there really is nothing to worry about". Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the fox-girl to maneuver the headband-like object on you, just atop your hair, and then walk back and take a seat nearby. You momentarily wonder if she’s joking with you, but then you hear a slight !Click! from the fake ear, signalling to you that it really might be that simple. You feel a little lightheaded, your head feeling a little warm but nothing else. You reach up to check that the headband hasn't fallen off only to brush against something very sensitive. In fact, the sensation is so intense that you're prompted to spasm as a response, jerking against the seat, your <<if $vagina>>pussy leaving a small puddle of lust<<else>>penis leaking a small glob of pre-cum in response<</if>>, that felt good. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your new attachment before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Looking back, you can see that <<if $ears == 1 || $ears == 2 || $ears ==3 || $ears == 5 || $ears == 6 || $ears == 7 || $ears == 9 || $ears == 11>>on top of your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair you have a pair of cute <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> <<if $ears == 1>>cat<<elseif $ears == 2>>dog<<elseif $ears == 3>>bunny<<elseif $ears == 5>>cow<<elseif $ears == 6>>fox<<elseif $ears == 7>>wolf<<elseif $ears == 9>>horse<<elseif $ears == 10>>cat and rabbit<<elseif $ears == 11>>snow fox<</if>> ears<<else>>coming out the sides of your head, through your $hairColour hair you have <<if $ears == 4>>a pair of fancy and futuristic looking robotic antenna ears<<elseif $ears == 8>>a pair of sharp scaled dragon ears<</if>><</if>>. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]], asks Jasmine smiling.

"Awesome! This is going to be great!", cheers Jasmine as you tell her your selection, "Horns are so rare and special. Like, barely anyone has them, and they make a great talking point at parties. Plus, I hear they can be really sensitive, in a good way, you know, if you play with them just right. Bet you’ll look amazing with a <<if $hornType == 1>>cute set of cow horns<<elseif $hornType == 2>>a sturdy set of bull horns<<elseif $hornType == 3>>an elegant singular dragon horn<<elseif $hornType == 4>>a elegant set of dragon horns<<elseif $hornType == 5>>a seductive set of demon horns<</if>>, you’ll get so many compliments when you go on nights out". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to sit. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. After a few minutes rest, Jasmine returns, something resembling a <<if $hornType == 1>>cow<<elseif $hornType == 2>>bull<<elseif $hornType == 3 || $hornType == 4>>dragon<<elseif $hornType == 5>>demon<</if>> horn headband in hand. "This is super simple, but I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic. All I need to do is to put this headband on top of your head and then wait. There’ll be a flash of light as it bonds and then you’re done", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything matches up, there really is nothing to worry about". Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the fox-girl to maneuver the headband-like object on you, just atop your hair, and then walk back and take a seat nearby. You momentarily wonder if she’s joking with you, but then you hear a slight !Click! from the fake horns, signalling to you that it really might be that simple. You feel a little light headed, your head feeling a little warm but nothing else. You reach up to check that the headband hasn't fallen off only to knock against something very solid. In fact, the sensation is so intense that you feel a bit of a headache as you pull your sore hand back. That’s certainly going to take some getting used to, you think to yourself as you move your hand back up tentatively to get another a feel. Herking against the seat, your <<if $vagina>>pussy leaving a small puddle of lust<<else>>penis leaking a small glob of pre-cum in response<</if>>, you realise that with a softer touch that felt good. It seems that your horns are actually quite sensitive when touched in the right way. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your new alteration before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Looking back, you can see that peaking through the front of your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair you have <<if $hornType == 1>>a small pair of cute nub-like cow horns<<elseif $hornType == 2>>a tall and sturdy pair of bull horns<<elseif $hornType == 3>>an elegant singular dragon horn<<elseif $hornType == 4>>a elegant set of dragon horns<<elseif $hornType == 5>>a seductive set of demon horns<</if>>. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]], asks Jasmine smiling.

"Awww! Oh well, still lots of other cool things to try!", cheers Jasmine as you tell her your selection, slightly put out that you don’t want to keep your ears, "Don’t worry, I’m not a jerk, I’ll do it for you without issue. If nothing else, you could always try out a pair of horns again in the future. I mean, they are super fun and unique, so I bet you’ll be tempted back in no time". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to sit down and wait. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. After a few minutes rest, Jasmine returns, a blue glowing, effervescent liquid-filled vial in hand. "This is super simple, but I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic. All I need to do is drink this, and then wait. It’ll tell your body to remove the horns and revert everything back to normal. After that, you’re done", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything is safe, there really is nothing to worry about". Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the fox-girl to feed you the vials contents down your throat. It tastes faintly of lemons, you think, as you watch her walk back and take a seat nearby. You momentarily wonder if she’s joking with you, but then you hear a slight !Click! from the base of your horns, signalling to you that it really might be that simple. You feel a little light headed, your head feeling a little warm but nothing else. You reach up to check if you still have horns sprouting out of your forehead, but find only empty space. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your now normal ears before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Looking back, you can see for sure that topping your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair you have no horns sprouting out of the top of your head. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]] Asks Jasmine smiling.

"Awww! Oh well, still lots of other cool things to try!", cheers Jasmine as you tell her your selection, slightly put out that you don’t want to keep your tail, "Don’t worry, I’m not a jerk, I’ll do it for you without issue. If nothing else, you could always try out a tail again in the future. I mean, they are super fun and cute, so I bet you’ll be tempted back in no time". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to lie down face first. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. After a few minutes rest, Jasmine returns, a blue glowing, effervescent liquid-filled vial in hand. "This is super simple, but I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic. All I need to do is drink this, and then wait. It’ll tell your body to remove the tail, after that you’re done", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything is safe, there really is nothing to worry about". Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the fox-girl to feed you the vials contents down your throat. It tastes faintly of lemons, you think, as you watch her walk back and take a seat nearby. You momentarily wonder if she’s joking with you, but then you hear a slight !Click! from the base of your tail, signalling to you that it really might be that simple. You feel a little heat, your buttocks feeling a little warm but nothing else. You reach back to check whether you still have a tail, though find nothing in your search. The spot where your tail used to reside now only features smooth skin. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your now lack of a tail before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Looking back, you can see for sure that you no longer have a tail of any sort. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]] Asks Jasmine smiling.

"Awesome! Tails are the best!", cheers Jasmine as you tell her your selection, "They feel amazing when you play with them. Like, they’re super sensitive, and they just feel so good. Plus, you’ll look so much cuter with a brilliant <<if $tail == 1>>cat<<elseif $tail == 2>>dog<<elseif $tail == 3>>bunny<<elseif $tail == 4>>cow<<elseif $tail == 5>>fox<<elseif $tail == 6>>wolf<<elseif $tail == 7>>dragon<<elseif $tail == 8>>demon<<elseif $tail == 9>>horse<<elseif $tail == 10>>cat-rabbit<<elseif $tail == 11>>double snow fox<</if>> tail, you’ll get so many compliments when you go on nights out". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to lie down face first. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. After a few minutes rest, Jasmine returns, something resembling a <<if $tail == 1>>cat<<elseif $tail == 2>>dog<<elseif $tail == 3>>bunny<<elseif $tail == 4>>cow<<elseif $tail == 5>>fox<<elseif $tail == 6>>wolf<<elseif $tail == 7>>dragon<<elseif $tail == 8>>demon<<elseif $tail == 9>>horse<<elseif $tail == 10>>mix between a cat and rabbit<<elseif $tail == 11>>double snow fox<</if>> tail in hand. "This is super simple, but I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic. All I need to do is to put this tail at the base of your spine and then wait. There’ll be a flash of light as it bonds and then you’re done", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything matches up, there really is nothing to worry about". Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the fox-girl to maneuver the tail-like object on you, just above the bum, and then walk back and take a seat nearby. You momentarily wonder if she’s joking with you, but then you hear a slight !Click! from the fake tail, signalling to you that it really might be that simple. Feeling a little heat, your buttocks becoming a little warm but nothing else really jumps out at you as happening. You reach back to check that the '<<if $tail == 1>>cat<<elseif $tail == 2>>dog<<elseif $tail == 3>>bunny<<elseif $tail == 4>>cow<<elseif $tail == 5>>fox<<elseif $tail == 6>>wolf<<elseif $tail == 7>>dragon<<elseif $tail == 8>>demon<<elseif $tail == 9>>horse<<elseif $tail == 10>>cat-rabbit<<elseif $tail == 11>>double snow fox<</if>>' tail hasn't fallen off, only to brush against something very sensitive. In fact, the sensation is so intense that you're prompted to spasm as a response, humping against the sofa, your <<if $vagina>>pussy leaving a small puddle of lust<<else>>penis leaking a small glob of pre-cum in response<</if>>, that felt good. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your new attachment before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Looking back, you can see starting just above your butt, <<if $tail == 7>>a regal scaled dragon<<elseif $tail == 8>>a seductive spade-tipped demon<<elseif $tail == 9>>an elegant long <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> haired swishing horse<<else>>a cute, fluffy, <<if $altColour == "none">>$hairColour<<else>>$altColour<</if>> fur <<if $tail == 1>>cat<<elseif $tail == 2>>dog<<elseif $tail == 3>>bunny<<elseif $tail == 4>>puffball ended cow<<elseif $tail == 5>>fox<<elseif $tail == 6>>wolf<<elseif $tail == 10>>cat tail tipped with a rabbit-like puffball<<elseif $tail == 11>>double snow fox<</if>><</if>> tail. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]], asks Jasmine smiling.

<<set $altColour = "none">>"Aww, really! That’s a shame!", cheers Jasmine as you tell her your selection, slightly put out that you don’t want to keep your body modification, "Don’t worry, I’m not a jerk, I’ll do it for you without issue. If nothing else, you could always try out a different skin type again in the future. I mean, they are super fun and special, so I bet you’ll be tempted back in no time". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to sit down. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. After a few minutes rest, Jasmine returns, a blue glowing, effervescent liquid-filled vial in hand. "This is super simple, but I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic. All I need to do is get you to drink this vial, and then we wait. There’ll be a bit of warmth as it passes through you, and then you’re done", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything is safe, there really is nothing to worry about. You will however need to take everything off, you know just so you don’t ruin any of your stuff". Sitting up, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, instead waiting patiently to drink the strange concoction<</if>>. Letting her feed you the mixture that tastes strangely of lemons, you watch as she takes a seat too, observing you attentively. After a few minutes, your skin starts to tingle, a rippling feeling spreading across it. Looking over your body as best as you can from your seated position, you start to notice that your skin is starting to look more normal again. Patches of familiar skin spotting across your form. You start to feel an odd oversensitivity, as a wave of sensation suddenly strike you from your skin readjusting to the new changes. Seated on the soft leather sofa, everything just feels nice and comforting, maybe even a little arousing. A little while later, the strange tingling recedes, taking along with it the oversensitivity. Looking up you see Jasmine is giving you a gesture that it’s all done. Standing up tentatively after sitting through the change, you take stock of your body, looking down your body meticulously. The changes are obvious, your skin now back to exactly what you’d expect of a normal person. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your body attentively before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Letting you get a good view of behind you as she adjusts it, confirming that the procedure is complete and the skin on your back is normal again too. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]], asks Jasmine smiling.

<<if $altColour == "none" || !$altColour >><<set $altColour = $hairColour>><</if>><<if $skinType == 3>><<set $altColour = "silver">><<elseif $skinType == 4>><<set $altColour = "white">><<elseif $skinType == 5>><<set $altColour = "green">><</if>>"Awesome! This is just amazing, I’m sure you won’t regret it!", cheers Jasmine as you tell her your selection, "Like, it’s going to be a big change, but you’ll look great. Plus, this is such a fashion statement, people will really be in awe of your body mod, I can say that at least. I mean, <<if $skinType == 1>>you’ll be covered in a thin layer of fur, I couldn’t be prouder of you<<elseif $skinType == 2>>you’ll be covered in a thick layer of fur, I couldn’t be prouder of you<<elseif $skinType == 3>>you’ll end up with most of your skin converting to a shiny metal, I bet that’ll look so cool and futuristic<<elseif $skinType == 4>>you’ll end up with most of your skin converting to a smooth plastic, I bet that’ll look so cool and futuristic<<elseif $skinType == 4>>you’ll end up with most of your skin converting to thick reptilian scales, I bet that’ll look so tough and unique<</if>>". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to sit down. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. Waiting a few minutes, Jasmine returns, in her hand a vial of something bright red in colour. "This is super simple, but I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic. All I need to do is get you to drink this vial, and then we wait. There’ll be a bit of warmth as it passes through you, and then you’re done", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything matches up, there really is nothing to worry about. You will however need to take everything off, you know just so you don’t ruin any of your stuff". Sitting up, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, instead waiting patiently to drink the strange concoction<</if>>. Letting her feed you the mixture that tastes strangely of strawberries, you watch as she takes a seat too, observing you attentively. After a few minutes, your skin starts to tingle, a rippling feeling spreading across it. Looking over your body as best as you can from your seated position, you start to notice that your skin is starting to look <<if $skinType == 1>>a little hairier<<elseif $skinType == 2>>much hairier<<elseif $skinType == 3>>much shinier<<elseif $skinType == 4>>much smoother<<elseif $skinType == 5>>thicker and tougher<</if>>. Patches of <<if $skinType == 1>>thin fur<<elseif $skinType == 2>>thick fur<<elseif $skinType == 3>>strange metal<<elseif $skinType == 4>>mysterious plastic<<elseif $skinType == 5>>reptilian<</if>> spotting across your form. You start to feel an odd oversensitivity, as a wave of sensation suddenly strike you from your skin readjusting to the new changes. Seated on the soft leather sofa, everything just feels nice and comforting, maybe even a little arousing. A little while later, the strange tingling recedes, taking along with it the oversensitivity. Looking up you see Jasmine is giving you a gesture that it’s all done. Standing up tentatively after sitting through the change, you take stock of your body, looking down your body meticulously. The changes are obvious, your skin now <<if $skinType == 1>>covered in a thin $altColour layer of fur<<elseif $skinType == 2>>covered in a thick $altColour layer of fur<<elseif $skinType == 3>>mostly covered in a shiny layer of $altColour metal<<elseif $skinType == 4>>mostly covered in a smooth layer of $altColour plastic<<elseif $skinType == 5>>covered in a thick $altColour reptilian scales<</if>>. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your new modification before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Letting you get a good view of behind you as she adjusts it, confirming that the procedure is complete and the skin on your back is also <<if $skinType == 1>>covered in a thin layer of $altColour fur<<elseif $skinType == 2>>covered in a thick layer of $altColour fur<<elseif $skinType == 3>>mostly covered in a shiny layer of $altColour metal<<elseif $skinType == 4>>mostly covered in a smooth layer of $altColour plastic<<elseif $skinType == 5>>covered in a thick $altColour layer reptilian scales<</if>>. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]], asks Jasmine smiling.

<<pissSelf>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $ggp += 100>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3 && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetCounter += 1>><</if>>As you're travelling, you wait before one of the facilities many lifts. Everything is going completely as usual, if not a little busier than you expected. Awaiting the lift with you is a small crowd, assorted persons in various attire murmuring to each other to pass the time. One of them is even playing about with something on his phone. And so, standing bored within the cluster is when you notice something feels off. Whilst minor, you’re suddenly jolted as you feel a subtle, yet certainly pleasant, vibration tear through your urethra. Nice though it is, you can already sense the extra pressure it’s placing on your bladder, pushing you rapidly towards an accidental and rather confined public urination session. Looking around in panic, you see that the crowd has only become denser since your arrival, now thoroughly hemming you into the middle of then. Thoughts of fleeing fill your mind, pushing through the crowd to find a toilet. <<if $diaperLocked>>Sadly, even if you could escape it probably wouldn’t be of much use to you, what with your diaper locked on you, offering you no way out of this situation. Additionally, if you miss your lift, then you worry that you might be waiting around a long time for a new one, you contemplate as your desperation to unleash the contents of your bladder grows ever more intense.<<else>>Sadly, you can’t think of a good way to escape, sure that pushing your way through the assembly of people and leaving, would solve little other than making you miss your lift. Instead, your desperation is only growing further as your need to unleash the contents of your bladder becomes ever more intense.<</if>> Trying to delay the inevitable, you press your <<checkThigh>> thighs together, trying to take your mind off of the looming threat of peeing yourself. You wonder how noticeable it would be if you pissed yourself wedged in between so many people, soon deciding that it would be extremely noticeable, and would likely make the guests and staff rather angry at you. Though, to your happy shock, you see that the lift is only a few floors away now, so your wait may be rather brief. Of course, the uncomfortable need to pee is building ever more rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to wet yourself, you just hope you can last long enough for either the crowd to disperse, or for you to make it to your destination. You slowly start to pace on the spot, trying to take your mind off of your bladder, both sweating and blushing from the intensity of resisting the need to piss. The attempt to move even so slightly jostles you, almost releasing the floodgates, however, miraculously you hold back with only the faintest wet dripping sensation so far, making your <<if $vagina>>pussy slick with your urine<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock head slick with your urine<</if>>. Sadly, your luck doesn’t seem to hold up, as you realize with shock that the lift still has at least a couple more floors to go before it arrives. That’s when it happens. Frustrated with the slow pace of the elevator, and the slight jostling from the nearby assembly of people your need to urinate reaches the point of no return, the result is that you can no longer maintain what little control over your bladder that you had. With an audible hiss, your golden piss starts flooding out of you with great speed and quantity into the onto the floor below you. Distracted though you are, you’re sure you felt another burst of sensation in your urethra as you did, as if some sort of additional outside influence was at play. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Thankfully, you are wearing a diaper, otherwise you'd likely be even more obvious in your urination, leaving a large puddle on the floor. Though, even with your diaper some of the contents seem to have leaked out and down your leg.<<elseif $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>With shock, you realise that you’ve soaked your $currentUnderwear through, their sodden form clinging wetly to your <<checkSkin>> form.<<else>>With shock, you realize that you’re not wearing any underwear at all, leaving nothing to stop you making a large and incredibly noticeable mess.<</if>> Of course, with the distinct noise, amber lake around your feet, and strong and noxious smell now emanating from the center of the mass of people, it’d be impossible to miss spotting your humiliated form. Noticing your look of distress, one of the guests beside you being to tap your shoulder to get your attention, likely intent on discovering if you’re in need of help. Of course, that’s before realizing he notices that you’re the source of the sudden horrid smell which has occurred. With a sound of disgust, he takes a step back, pushing through the crowd as you just stand there, the pool of piss growing steadily as you relieve yourself. The smell of fresh urine clings to you and the air around you, leaving you unable to escape your shame, the circle of waiting people now slowly giving you a wider berth, not wanting to come into contact with your piss puddle. Worst of all, the feeling of wetting yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in response<<else>>pussy wet and needy in response<</if>>, the vibrations in your bladder making you feel amazing. As the last dregs of piss drip out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. However, the other people in the crowd don’t see it that way, some shrieking with horror, others coughing with disgust, but all of them doing their best to get away from you, trying to avoid your large puddle of urine. As the lift door dings, the crowd it seems is way too put off from their previous plans by what they’ve just seen, not wanting to get stuck inside with someone who can’t control their own bladder, so instead leaving to find different routes to their destinations. The crowd dispersed, you’re left all alone in your humiliation. Well, almost all alone. The man you saw previously playing on his phone still stands there, a wide smile on his face, giving you a surprisingly supportive look. "You did great just then! I thought I was going to get stuck in that crowded lift, and I hate tight spaces. Now that you’ve scared them all off, I have a feeling that my journey is going to be much more comfortable. Best money I’ve spent all month. Plus, that look on your face was priceless. This place is great!", laughs the man as he wanders into the now open and empty lift, giving you a happy wave as you watch on mouth agape. Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. You wet yourself in the middle of a crowd while waiting for a lift, and a group of random passers-by watched on as you did. Not only that, but some guy made you piss yourself, humiliating you publicly, just so he could get a less busy lift for his journey. Certainly not a high point in your day. "100 G.G.P. awarded to Trainee $firstName for: Helping a guest clear space in a lift", intones the familiar monotone of Alice the AI from a nearby wall as you flee, one last embarrassment from the situation accompanying it as a photo of your public shame is openly displayed on the screen. No longer wanting to take the lift after what just happened, you decide instead to take the stairs for a few floors of this leg of the trip, after all at least they’ll be quieter and emptier. Blushing deeply, and stinking of your own piss, your accident complete you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

You decide that all you want to do at the moment is play on the rocking horses. Conveniently, there’s a whole section of the room dedicated to that. Comprised of rows of different sized, shaped, and coloured, rocking horses, all of which look comfortable and exceedingly well built. The only other matters of note that you notice, are that the floors are extra padded, and that there seems to be a very large number of littles in this section. The cushiony nature of the floor makes sense, after all, they probably don’t want someone to fall off and hurt themselves, however safe rocking horses probably are. As for the incredible popularity of the rocking horses, well <<if visited() <=1>>that does seem weird, but then again, when have you ever seen anything normal since coming to the facility<<else>>from what you saw the previous times you’ve played with the rocking horses, it does make a certain amount of sense. After all, it sounds like it’s one of the nursery’s littles only options to masturbate, plus it probably goes over well with the audience<</if>>. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/RockingHorse.png]]</div> Wandering over to the section merrily, you spot a few of the other residents sitting on the backs of the toys, riding them happily, large goofy smiles on their faces and the occasional almost dreamy moan falling from their lips. Of course, many of them are endearingly cuddling up to the soft looking manes of their respective horses, some additionally cuddling stuffed toys to their chests as they do, enjoying the extra soft presence as they play. Walking over to a free rocking horse with a glorious black mane, you sit yourself down on its form fitting leather saddle, finding it incredibly comfortable as you relax onto it. It doesn’t take long, especially as you take a slight yawn, for you to find yourself lazily rocking back and forth, playing with the silky soft mane, even rubbing your cheek against it curiously. The residents of the section come and go as you rock back and forth, some of them making quiet conversation with people next to them, others giggling or moaning, a few even falling asleep atop the toys, slumping off tiredly onto the padded floor. It’s fun, in a relaxing way at least. And, through that, it’s easy to lose track of time, especially with how drowsy the rhythmic rocking is making you. <<if visited() <=1>>That’s when you notice that seated on the horse next to you is the dreamily smiling Daisy the bunny eared little. Noticing you’re here too, she waves at you, [[seemingly looking to start a friendly conversation|ABDL Job Rocking Horse First]].<<else>>Do you: <<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Normal")>><<if $metAurora && $sexualPreference != 2>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Aurora")>><</if>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene =="Normal">>[[Use the rocking horse to masturbate|ABDL Job Rocking Horse Masturbate Normal][$timesMasturbated += 1]]<<elseif _selectedScene =="Aurora">>[[Use the rocking horse to masturbate|ABDL Job Rocking Horse Masturbate Aurora][$timesMasturbated += 1]]<</if>> [[Just play normally with the rocking horse|ABDL Job Rocking Horse Play Normal]]<</if>>

... Lazily, you get to your feet, dismounting the beautiful toy rocking horse, tired from all the playing. Remembering to be a good <<if $femininity <0>>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>, you make sure to tidy up after yourself, dusting off the seat and making sure it hasn’t rocked out of place. That done, you return to the talking tree to see how high your ratings were today. Moving up to the cartoonish screen of the tree, you see that you were right, it is almost time for you to leave, your earnings report fully on display. <<if lastVisited("ABDL Job Rocking Horse Masturbate Normal") == 0 || lastVisited("ABDL Job Rocking Horse Masturbate Aurora") == 0>><<set $random = random(8,9)>><<else>><<set $random = random(4,5)>><</if>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a $random point rating from – <<if lastVisited("ABDL Job Rocking Horse Masturbate Normal") is 0>>having adorable, naughty special time with the rocking horses<<else>>playing with the rocking horses<</if>>: <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you say goodbye to everyone and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Smiling warmly, she asks in a polite tone, "Hello $firstName. You don’t mind if we chat for a bit? I wouldn’t want to interrupt your rocking horse time if you’re busy", slowly swinging back and forth beside you as she speaks. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisyLarge.png]]</div> Continuing your own play on your black maned steed, you answer, "Hi Daisy. No, I don’t mind chatting a bit. But, where’s Katie? And, why would I be busy, I’m just playing", now getting a little curious to why she’s here, and why she’d think that talking to you now would be unwanted. "Katie’s fine. She just finds it embarrassing to play with the rocking horses. Sometimes she’s willing to come play with them when I do, but she’s a little shyer than me. Not that I mind really, just means I have to help her myself which is way more fun. She’s so adorable, the little noises she makes are just the best", replies the bunny eared diaper girl with a giggle, getting distracted reminiscing as she speaks. Breaking out of her happy thoughts, she spots a look of confusion on your own face, provoking her to respond with an expression of extreme surprise. Taking a moment to, as if trying to figure out how to properly word what she’s going to say, she finally whispers, "Well, erm. You see $firstName, a lot of the little’s in the nursery are diapered. And … some can’t take their diapers off, outside of certain circumstances anyway. So, erm, they come here. The rocking horses are really good for getting off. It doesn’t even take much effort, you’ve just got to rub against the saddle. The saddles are smooth, so you glide over them easily, which can feel pretty good, but if you want to play harder, then the top end of the saddle gets you a rougher rub. It probably sounds weird, but it’s super fun", seemingly flustered from having to explain the purpose of the rocking horses, a light blush setting into her cheeks "So … you were going to …", you find yourself whispering, a warmth spreading through your own cheeks over the embarrassing conversation. "Yeah. But, this is really awkward now. I think I’m just going to play with it normally today, maybe we could just chat some more instead. Maybe we could talk about something completely different. Oh, and please don’t tell Katie I got all embarrassed over this, I’d never hear the end of it, for all she knows I had a great time and we didn’t have a super awkward conversation. Okay?", squirms the diapered Lolita, scratching behind one of her long white bunny ears nervously. Agreeing to just talk for now, you spend the rest of the hour or so talking to Daisy whilst the both of you slowly rock back and forth on your two rocking horses. It’s nice, both the conversation and the relaxing ride. Daisy is very knowledgeable about the nursery, having been there a long while, so she shares a lot of random gossip with you, along with tips on various girly fashions, and even a conversation about music. All the while, you slowly slip back and forth across the smooth main section of the rocking horses saddle. As the time passes, you can certainly understand what Daisy was talking about before. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Within the confines of your soft and cushiony $currentUnderwear<<elseif $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Within your $currentUnderwear<<else>>Not wearing any underwear<</if>>, you can feel your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock, and puffy vagina<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>puffy vagina<</if>> being constantly and softly rubbed by the rocking motion. It’s not enough to set you off into an orgasm, or to make you seriously aroused, but it feels nice, and you’re sure with some proper effort on your part that you could easily cum from it. Of course, seeing as you have company you try to stifle any small moans that accidentally result from it <<if $exhibitionismSkill >=1>>, though secretly you wonder if it might be more fun to loudly let loose your moans and watch the polite bunny girls reaction<<else>>, blushing heavily at the mere thought of people noticing you getting sexually stimulated in such an odd and childish way<</if>>. <<include [[ABDL Job Rocking Horse End]]>>

Thinking things over for a moment, you decide that you just want to play with the rocking horse today. They are after all, both comfortable, and relaxing. And, so, cuddling up further to the toy’s mane, you begin to rhythmically rock yourself backward and forth, occasionally running your hands through the furry hair of the toy, or over the soft and cool leather of the saddle. Sometimes you go slowly, sometimes you push the rocking horse to its limits, bouncing back at forth at some speed, but always as you play with it you endeavour to play with it properly. However, as you slowly slip back and forth across the smooth main section of the rocking horses saddle, it’s almost unavoidable that it has some effect on you. As the time passes, you can certainly understand what Daisy was talking about before. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Within the confines of your soft and cushiony $currentUnderwear<<elseif $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Within your $currentUnderwear<<else>>Not wearing any underwear<</if>>, you can feel your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock, and puffy vagina<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>puffy vagina<</if>> being constantly and softly rubbed by the rocking motion. It’s not enough to set you off into an orgasm, or to make you seriously aroused, but it feels nice, and you’re sure with some proper effort on your part that you could easily cum from it. Of course, seeing as you’re rather public with lots of random littles using them around you, you try to stifle any small moans that accidentally result from it <<if $exhibitionismSkill >=1>>, though secretly you wonder if it might be more fun to loudly let loose your moans and think about how the people at home watching you right now might react<<else>>, blushing heavily at the mere thought of people noticing you getting sexually stimulated in such an odd and childish way<</if>>. <<include [[ABDL Job Rocking Horse End]]>>

As you pass through the administrative hub, you find your way waylaid by a woman wielding a clipboard standing right in front of you. Trying to move past her, she clears her throat, arching her eyebrows in response. It seems she’s intent on talking to you about something. Getting a better look over her now that you’ve stopped, you take in her full appearance. Wearing a black pencil skirt, and a white blouse, a pair of stylish glasses framing her feminine features, you get the distinct impression that she’s some sort of secretary or administrator. Her hair is arranged in a short dark blonde bob, though you can tell that it’s impeccably maintained. Biting her lip flirty-ly, you also notice that she doesn’t seem to be wearing a bra, the thin white silk of her top giving you a good view of her puffy pink nipples. "Hello $firstName. I’m employed within the facility to survey the Trainee Program members periodically. It seems like you’re due for a new survey according to our system, so it seems fortuitous that I have you here right now. If it’s not an issue with you, then we can start in just a moment", with a wink she adds in her sultry tone, "I can’t wait to strip your thoughts naked, and see just what makes you tick". Not sure how to react, you respond with a <<if $submission <0>>non-comital shrug<<else>>worried whimper<</if>>, offering a quick, "Sure". Whatever’s going on, you’re sure that it’s not going to end well. Smiling a pouty smile, and once again biting her lip, your interviewer seems to be enjoying your unsteadiness. "You’re <<if $submission <0>>a grumpy sort<<else>>down right adorable<</if>>. I bet potential owners are lining up to get a piece of you. I think I’d enjoy putting my mark on you, or a mark at least. Now you just wait here while I find what survey you’re supposed to be taking on my list", she offers, eyeing you up like a piece of meat. Possibilities going through your mind, it feels like if you’re going to avoid this awkward encounter with the flirty blonde, then you’re going to need to leave quickly. It’s unlikely that she’ll pursue you, and you feel like you could probably sneak off while she’s distracted. But, maybe it’d be fun to stay instead. Weighing up matters, you <<if $sexualPreference != 2>> could obviously [[stay and see what happens|Admin Hub Secretary Tease Main]]<<else>>aren’t attracted to the woman, so don’t think you’d like anything she has in store for you<</if>>.

Deciding to stick around, curious to how things are going to play out and not wanting to run away from a facility employee who seems to know who you are, you wait. Watching the blonde tease, you realize from the happy look that dawns on her face that she’s probably found what she’s looking for. Fluttering her eyelashes playfully, she flashes you a wide grin. "So, the adorable little rabbit decided not to run from the big mean wolf. Not sure if that was a smart plan, I even have to note it down on the survey, but it makes me happy to know that I’ll get to play with you a little longer. This is going to be fun!", offers your interviewer, blowing you a kiss as her face contorts in such a way you think that she’s holding back a laugh. "With that said, lets get started! The first question I have down here is; what would you do if a staff member or guest complimented you? Well, that’s convenient, we can test that out quiet easily. What do you think, do you like it when people tell you how sexy you are, sweetheart?", watching your reaction, you can tell she’s loving every moment of this. Not seeing much harm in what she’s said, you answer <<if $submission <0>>quickly, "That’s okay", wondering just how bad this is going to get<<else>>meekly, "Erm, that’s fine", blushing a little from her comment<</if>>. As she eyes you up like a piece of meat, you can’t help but feel <<if $penis>>your cock harden in response<<else>>your pussy moisten in response<</if>>. Nodding, her grin still plastered across her face she continues, "Excellent! That means that I can keep telling you how much I want to rub your face into my sopping wet cunt, and you shouldn’t feel the need to complain even a little. Next Question; what would you do if a guest or staff member made degrading and mean comments to you? Well, how great is this, we don’t even have to ask, we can just test that one too can’t we. So, my disgusting little cum rag, do you mind it when your betters let you know just how repulsive you are to them? Do you quiver with glee upon hearing how lowly a fuck toy you are, that even other sluts look down upon you, and mock you loudly and openly? Do you secretly yearn to be told that you’re just a play thing, to be used for the pleasure of real people, and debased and tormented for their entertainment". Her little speech finished, you notice that she’s now panting slightly, her nipples much more engorged than you previously spotted, now even more lewdly poking through her thin blouse. A lot more awkward now than you were after the first question, you <<if $submission<0>>try to play it cool, shrugging, "I guess it’s okay?", not really sure what to say<<else>>can’t look her in the eye, her dirty comments kowtowing you, placing her firmly in the dominant position in the conversation. Instead, you whisper, "I … I, don’t know …"<</if>>. All the time, you can’t help to be becoming more and more turned on by the moment. On top of which, <<if $exhibitionismSkill >= 1>>being tormented like this in such a public setting really pushes your exhibitionist buttons, allowing you to wallow happily in the humiliation of it all<<else>>being treated like this so publicly embarrasses you greatly, causing you to feel more nervous and degraded by the second<</if>>. Giggling at your reaction, your interviewer seems to be thoroughly enjoying herself, her eyes lit up with glee. "This is great! Next question; what would you do if a guest or employee kissed you? Again, it seems like our lucky day, we can figure this one out too", she laughs, giving you little time to react. Pouncing on you, she takes hold of your head, sticking her tongue fluidly between your <<checkLips>> lips before you really have time to react. Your tongues entwined, she possessively makes out with you, the experience increadibly enjoyable. <<if $submission<0>>With a little effort, your dominance shines through, as you kiss her back, the exchange becoming something more between equals and lovers, rather than a demonstration of her power over you<<else>>Submissively, you let her explore your mouth, acquiescing to her every move. She’s just so dominant, and, letting her have her way makes you feel tingly inside, like she’s claiming you as her property almost<</if>>. Further down, you feel your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock straining with need<<else>>hot pussy spasming with need<</if>>, your interactions with the blonde woman sending your body into an increasing state of sexual readiness. Chucking, she adds to her notes, pulling back from you. "Almost done! You’re doing great, such an enjoyable little plaything! Our last question; how would you react if a guest or employee suddenly decided to play with you sexually? Judging by how aroused you’re looking, I think we can guess, but we’ve tested everything so far haven’t we, so we probably should be …thorough", she describes as she gives you a smouldering look, setting your heart ablaze with lust. Approaching you, she <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>parts your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, giving her access to your<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>parts your $currentClothing, giving her access to your<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>parts your $currentUnderwear, giving her access to your<<else>>is unimpeded by clothes, giving her access to your<</if>> <<if $penis>>hot and wanting cock<<else>>warm and dripping cunt<</if>>. Running her fingers across it, she pulls a string of loud moans from your throat, having teased and played with you to the point that you’re practically bursting at her touch. Running one finger <<if $penis>>across your cock head, she catches a bead of pre-cum<<else>>within your slit, she gathers a wet trail of feminine fluids<</if>> which she seductively licks clean. You feel like you're about to cum just from the hot scene of her lapping at your juices, but what she does next surprises and shocks you to the core. Taking her hands off of your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>pussy<</if>>, she instead turns back to her clipboard, writing something down. Her grin cat-like and devious, she giggles, "All done! That was fun wasn’t it! You’re such an adorable little trainee, I’m sure one day you’ll make an owner very happy. Just looking at your horny confused face right now makes me wish you were up for auction already. Oh well, lots of other things to torment until then. See you later $firstName, maybe I’ll have some follow up surveys for you later". Unsure what’s happening, your arousal clouding your mind, you try to babble, "But … but … we were …". The realization that you’re increasingly unlikely to find sexual release anytime soon slowly dawning on you. "Bye for now", the sexy interviewer calls as she walks away quickly, turning to blow you a seductive kiss as she leaves. The look on her face you catch in that moment, is one you can only describe as pure joy, so happy does she look over having teased you to the peak of need only to leave you unfulfilled. Painfully aroused, the blonde now left, you [[return to walking through the administrative hub|Admin Hub]].

As you pass through the industrial plaza you spot something out of the ordinary. Placed in one of the open spaces, you notice that a small, yet sturdy stage has been established, a tall tent-like structure erected next to it so that the entrance leads straight onto the main bulk of the stage. A banner hanging above the stage reads, "Hucow Cattle Auction – Business owners only", clearly denoting the purpose of the thoroughfare's addition. Taking a moment to piece all of this information together, you realize that a small crowd has been growing around you, eagerly awaiting the upcoming auction. Looking over some of the attendees, you have the feeling that many of them have come just to watch, rather than actually buy, their stained and damaged clothing not indicating to you that they are wealthy business owners. Thinking about matters, you contemplate whether you’d like to stay and watch too. After all, it could be interesting to watch a slave auction, especially one for hucows. However, you’re not sure whether it’s right. You’re a slave, or soon to be a slave, so should you be supporting the slavery of others by watching? Either way, you’ll likely need to make your decision soon to whether you’re going to leave, or if you’re going to remain where you are and [[see what the hucow auction is like|Industrial Hub Hucow Auction Main]].

Deciding to stay and watch the auction, curiosity getting the best of you, you bored-ly wait a few more minutes as they get everything ready. Finally, you realize that the show is likely about to start as a man in a white lab-coat like jacket, white pants, and a tight white hat, walks out onto the stage with a mic stand, setting it up to one side. Curiously, he’s wearing a pair of blue rubber gloves, oddly resembling the sort you might see on someone doing their washing up. Tapping the mic, he coughs in a husky voice, "Testing, testing, everything working with this thing?", waiting for a thumbs-up up from the tent flaps before he continues, "Alright then. We all know why we’re here, so let’s not beat about the bush. This hucow auction is for businesses only, private buyer’s bids will be ignored, and those making them will be blacklisted from future auctions. So, if there’s any of you here, then scram. Standard rules, standard starting values. We do secret bidding, so no hard feelings or bickering. Oh, and all buyers need to be certified to keep hucows". His words leading to a couple of the audience to leave, he waits for them to depart before calling out for the first lot to come out. In a collar, leash and nothing else, you watch as an exceedingly large chested woman is dragged by another man in white out onto the stage. She seems docile, but not necessarily compliant, being around so many people seeming to spook her. Getting a good look at her, you spot that she has a strange ear ring in one ear, that looks a bit like a big triangular tag. You also spot that just above her hairless pussy, she has what you can only describe as a barcode tattooed there, a long string of numbers just above it. Finally, you realize to your interest that she seems to be leaking milk from her thick nipples, thin rivulets of the white liquid running down her stomach and thighs. Brought over to the man with the microphone, he pats her on the head before groping her rear and heaving bosom. As he plays with her breast, the spray of milk increases, splattering wetly down upon the stage to the crowd’s amusement. "Well, this one, number 00883455 seems to be a nice one. Class A milker, Class A breeder too. And, she’s docile and quite the looker. Chances are you’ll be able to make good money on her regardless of how high you bid. You’ll have them queueing up to breed her with those looks, and she’s full to bursting with milk. She’s only had basic lactation modifications, though she’s gone through extensive training. She knows her basic milking and breeding positions, has undergone full crawl training, and she hasn’t failed once in her cow vocal training, has she?", pitches the man, nodding at the hucow as he finishes. Smiling dopily, the large breasted slave-girl lets out a loud and contented, "Mooo!", receiving a head pat by the salesman for her efforts. "See, one of the best. Now, she’s not going to go for anything less than premium price, but 00883455 is an exceedingly rare prospect as a double A grade, low modification, high training, and docile hucow. Normally we’d put her later into the auction listings, but we’ve had such high interest in her that we’ve decided to put her on first, and then close the listings at the end after the showing and the line-up interactions are over. For now though, she’ll stand in the line-up, waiting for you to get a better look at later", concludes the man, patting her cushiony bum until she lines up at the back of the stage dreamily. The first hucow introduced, the second man pulls out the next woman, this one a lot less compliant, wrestling back against the leash. You also notice that her breasts are smaller than the first girl’s, though she still carries the barcode tattoo and ear tag that the first girl did, tiny spots of milk dripping from her plump nipples. You think about staying longer to see what happens next, but you can’t spend all day watching hucow cattle auctions. So, pulling yourself slowly away from the show, you [[return to walking through the industrial hub|Industrial Hub]].

<<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = Math.round((((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)))>><<if $lactationOatsBoost>><<set $lactationModifier = Math.round($lactationModifier * 1.1)>><</if>><<if $pregnancyLactationBoost>><<set $lactationModifier = Math.round($lactationModifier * 1.2)>><</if>><<set $lactationLevel += $lactationModifier>><hr>Looking down at your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> as you travel, you notice an additional weight in comparison to when you last checked. Drops of <<checkLactationType>> drip lazily from your <<checkNipple>> nipples. <<if $lactationLevel > $lactationCap>>From the not completely unpleasant soreness you can feel, you're pretty sure you're full to bursting point, and if you don't get milked soon then your body will find a way to deal with that<<elseif $lactationLevel > ($lactationCap/2)>>From the minor chafing and pleasurable heft, you're pretty sure you're getting full on <<checkLactationType>>, you might need to get that sorted sometime soon<<else>>You can't be certain, but you think that you're not very close to being full, so you probably don't need to think about getting a milking just yet<</if>>.<<if $intendedLocation == "Industrial Dairy Job Start" && $lactationLevel > $lactationCap>><<set $lactationLevel = $lactationCap>> Knowing that you’re on your way to be milked at the dairy only a short time from now, and sensing that you’re about to flood out your <<checkLactationType>> at any moment, you begin to pull at your <<checkNipple>> nipples, expressing just enough <<checkLactationType>> to constantly keep you just under the point of being completely full. It’s a little embarrassing, squeezing your nipples in public, your <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>> running down your form and pooling on the floor in your wake, but it’s still better than losing your entire payload just before you’re about to cash it in.<</if>><hr>

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding that you’re in need of a milking, you tell the dairy supervisor, "Hi sir. Can you milk me?". With a nod, Henry replies, "Of course. I’ll sign you in now, then we’ll head to the prep rooms to get you cleaned. After that, I’ll get you all hooked up to one of the milking racks. You’ll be in the milking room we use for freelance herd members, as we like to keep the actual herd separate to further ensure their health and safety. We don’t have a lot of other trainee hucow’s at the moment, so you’ll likely be in there on your own, but I’ll be there waiting with you in case of any sort of issues. Current going rate from us is 1 credit for every 10 millilitres of milk, though if you have exceptionally high-quality produce, or produce something more unusual, then the price may vary". As he explains the procedure to you, you watch as he types on a small handheld tablet which he quickly re-pockets on completion. Following his lead, you pass through a side corridor from the general production floor, heading further into the dairy. Finding yourself escorted into a small changing room complete with showers, Henry waits outside for you to get ready. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you don’t have to make your supervisor wait long as you're already naked<</if>>. Understanding the stringent sanitation rules which cover the dairy, you additionally give yourself a through showering, hoping that your results are up to the man’s expectations. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Shower.png]]</div> Though, it seems your worries were for nothing, as upon seeing you Henry only gives you another of his nods, making no comment on your nude and freshly showered form. Instead, he just continues to usher you towards another door, this time labelled, "Milking Chamber 2". Heading inside, you see nothing of real substance. Instead, the rather long and bare room contains only a row of odd metal stands you recognise as milking frames, a set of screens behind them, and for each station a pair of breast shaped plastic domes that are attached to the wall by clear tubing. Looking around, you realise that you seem to be the only person currently here, the room devoid of any one else being milked. His hand on your shoulder, you’re guided over towards the first of the strange assortments of metal pipes, Henry giving you distinct yet gentle prods until he’s finally happy with your position. On your hands and knees, draped over the frame so that it partially supports your weight, you find that the position is strangely comfortable, the rubber coated mat that you’re kneeling on feeling soft beneath you. Giving you a reassuring pat on your <<checkAss>> bum, your supervisor heads over to the corresponding breast shaped domes, pulling them and a section of attached tubing out of the wall. Breathing on it, and giving the rim a quick rub, Henry explains, "They can get pretty cold in here, so we try and heat them up a little before attaching them. You might feel a minor pinching sensation as the pump sucks the air out of the breast cup to make a seal, but that’s to be expected and should be extremely brief. If you feel anything unpleasant other than that, then you need to tell me immediately. Otherwise, enjoy your milking. I’ll be just to one side overseeing". <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowMilking.jpg]]</div> <</if>>Despite his attempts to warm the plastic, it still is extremely cold as he places them on your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>>, provoking a small, "Eeep!", to burst from your mouth. Patting you on the shoulder reassuringly, Henry waits as the pump begins taking effect, slowly engorging your <<checkNipple>> nipples until they’re fully erect and larger than ever. It does pinch a little at first, and the sensation is unusual, but certainly not an unpleasant one as your nipples are rhythmically suctioned within the breast cup.<<if $udder>> Noticing your udder with a smile, Henry proceeds to pat around the floor, looking for a hidden hatch. Pulling back a small section of flooring, you watch as he pulls out a secondary set of milking tubes, albeit this set has four long heads, perfectly suited for your long fleshy teats. Following the same procedure as with the first breast cups, he breaths on them to warm them up, fitting them carefully with yet another slight pinch as they latch on with the suction. As they begin to properly milk you, the four combined tubes flooding with your <<checkLactationType>>, it feels amazing, your teats maybe even more pleasurably sensitive than your nipples.<</if>> All the while, Henry watches on. No longer bored it seems, he keeps an attentive watch over you, ensuring that everything is alright. He occasionally steps over to look at the monitor, or checks the tubing, but generally he just waits, giving you a reassuring nod or pat every now and then. As the pump hums to life, you see flowing through the tubes a thick stream of your <<checkLactationDescription>> lactative fluid, ending up beyond your sight past the wall. The rhythmic sound of the pump is almost hypnotic in your prone position, driving you to feel extremely drowsy, practically falling asleep as you wait. You don’t actually enter sleep, but you do relax into a hazy state where you’re not paying attention to much else other than the sensations of the pump, and a warm feeling of accomplishment from the quantity of <<checkLactationType>> you’ve produce, all the while resting in the frame. So drowsy are you, that you barely realise just how amazing the pleasure is of the regular sucking of your <<if $breastSize == 0>><<checkNipple>> nipples by the machine, your chest heaving from the steady draw<<else>><<checkNipple>> nipples by the machine, your <<checkBreast>> boobs jiggling beneath you from the steady motion<</if>>. Making small moans of sensuous pleasure, it doesn’t even cross your mind that anyone watching you moaning on all fours while being milked might mistake you for nothing but an animal. <<if $chastityLevel != 0>><<if $penis && $vagina>>Painfully your <<checkPenis>> cock strains against your $currentChastity as the stimulation from the milking causes it to swell. In fact, the experience is so uncomfortable that you grimace, even the pleasure running through your pussy unable to counteract it. <<elseif $penis>>Painfully your <<checkPenis>> cock strains against your $currentChastity as the stimulation from the milking causes it to swell. In fact, the experience is so uncomfortable that you grimace, biting your lip as you hope that the sensation quickly comes to an end.<<else>><<orgasm>>Whilst your pussy is contained behind your $currentChastity, it seems like you’ve found a loophole, the stimulation from your milking causing it to swell and moisten. You can’t see your vagina, but it feels great, a hidden orgasm rocking through you as it spasms happily. Smiling to yourself at finding a work-around, knowing that no-one will ever know about it, you sink into the blissful sensations, letting yourself cum multiple times.<</if>><<else>><<orgasm>>Blissfully, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock, and puffy wet pussy<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>puffy wet pussy<</if>> spasms uncontrollably, brought to multiple orgasms, the pleasure of the milking enough to bring you to the peak time and again. Your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> puddling beneath you drains away into a handy nearby floor grate, likely a necessary addition to the room given your reaction. A thought in the back of your head momentarily wonders if you could stay like this forever, just cum-ing and being milked into this wonderful state all the time.<</if>> However, it’s not much longer before you’re unhooked by the dairy supervisor, the breast cups being reinserted back into the wall. Giving you a good look over, he carefully helps you up, making sure to massage your joints that had stiffened from being held in position over the frame. In particular, he checks your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t overly sore or in any way damaged. "Good job $firstName. Everything seems to be fine. We’re processing your produce now, and the dairy will compensate you appropriately. You should be milked dry by now, but if not, or you need another milking soon, then don’t hesitate to come back if you feel the need. Once again, thanks for coming in, we can always benefit for having another hucow on production rotation", giving you another reassuring pat on the shoulder as he escorts you out of the room, taking a momentary detour to show you the processing screen of your milking station. <hr>Milking Report Name: $firstName $secondName Production Type: <<checkLactationType>> Production Quantity: $lactationLevel ml Production Quality: standard Production Value = <<set $holderInt = Math.round($lactationLevel * .1)>><<if $lactationOatsBoost>><<set $holderInt = Math.round($holderInt * 1.1)>><</if>><<if $pregnancyLactationBoost>><<set $holderInt = Math.round($holderInt * 1.1)>><</if>><<set $lactationLevel = 0>><<set $ggp += $holderInt>>$holderInt G.G.P <hr> The milking session complete, Henry takes you back into the changing room to wash and get ready. With that all done, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of Henry in the Dairy lobby|Industrial Dairy]].

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Your decision made, you ask the dairy supervisor, "Yeah. I’d like to get lactation speed booster, if that’s okay?". With a smile, Henry replies, "Sure. We’ve got extra lactation speed boosters in stock, and your body can easily handle the extra production. I just need a moment to process the purchase, and then I’ll take you into the back to administer it. I’ll need to inject it into your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breasts<</if>>, just around the areola. After that, your body will produce milk at an increased speed. Even if you can’t lactate anymore for any reason, then you’ll still have it within your body, though it has no noted side effects, so that shouldn’t be an issue", and on that note he briefly heads back into his office to retrieve a stack of paperwork for you to sign. Together you spend a few minutes looking over the complex legal, Henry explaining everything to you section by section. Unless he’s hiding something, the documents just reiterate what he said previously, albeit in a more formal manner. You worry a little about all the health and safety talk, but it seems more like the dairy protecting itself legally, than anything to do with the booster treatment being actually dangerous. "All done", you tell the red-headed farm overseer, signing the paperwork with your name. Giving it a quick look over, Henry nods in his usual manner, pulling out a hand-sized tablet computer briefly, before answering, "Seems fine. Everything’s processed, including your credits. Guess that means we have a booster to set you up with. Standard procedures. You’ll need to shower and be naked. Then we head into the treatment room where I’ll sort you out with the booster itself. It’ll probably take longer for you to get washed than anything else in all honesty. Though, I should probably mention up front that the extra speed might be hard work to manage for you. You’ll be filling up quicker, so you’ll need to come visit us more often. Still, it’ll dramatically increase your yield and make you a much more valuable prospect for the dairy. Just letting you know". Passing through a side corridor from the general production floor. Finding yourself escorted into a small changing room complete with showers, Henry waits outside for you to get ready. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you don’t have to make your supervisor wait long as you're already naked<</if>>. Understanding the stringent sanitation rules which cover the dairy, you additionally give yourself a through showering, hoping that your results are up to the man’s expectations. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Shower.png]]</div> Though, it seems your worries were for nothing, as upon seeing you Henry only gives you another uninterested nod, making no comment on your nude and freshly showered form. Instead, he just continues to usher you towards another door, this time labelled, "Treatment Chamber". Heading inside, you see nothing of real substance. Instead, the rather bare room contains only a metal seat with restraints, and a locked cabinet bolted onto the wall. Though, you do spot that the floors and walls are tiled white, and that the floor has a drain, likely to make cleaning it easier. His hand on your shoulder, you’re guided over towards the seat, Henry giving you distinct yet gentle prods until you’re sat comfortably. It’s a little cold on your <<checkAss>> bum, but the room isn’t kept too cold, so it’s not completely unpleasant. The cabinet opening as he approaches it, Henry gathers a syringe from within, approaching you without delay. Giving you a reassuring pat on the shoulders, Henry explains, "It’s all very technical, so there’s no need to go over what happens. I just need to do two injections like I said before and then you’ll be done. A lot of the herd don’t like needles, has a habit of spooking them, so we use more expensive ones that minorly anesthetize on contact. You shouldn’t feel anything, but if you do tell me straight away and I’ll stop. If you’re particularly skittish about it, then closing your eyes might help". Henry is quick, and true to his word. As, not only do you feel no pain, but hastily discover that he’s already administered the first shot while you were distracted by his reassurances. The second again only takes a moment, the dairy supervisor <<if $breastSize == 0>>massaging the previous spot on your chest, before injecting the next with the utmost care<<else>>massaging your already injected breast, before injecting the remaining one with the utmost care<</if>>. In his general detached tone, he explains that your milk ducts benefit from being massaged after the injection, as it helps to stimulate them and drastically reduces the chances of damage resulting from their sudden alteration. Giving you a good look over, he carefully helps you up, making sure that everything seems to be in working order. In particular, he checks your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t sore or in any way acting unusually. "Good job $firstName. Everything seems to be fine, though you might find random spurts of lactation result from your body getting used to the new changes. Your chest region may also be a little sore for the next hour or so, due to rapid nature of the alterations, but at most it should be a mild tingle as your body adapts. However, if an issue persists come back immediately and we’ll deal with it", offers Henry, giving you another reassuring pat on the shoulder as he escorts you out of the room. The booster administered, Henry takes you back into the changing room to wash and get ready. With that all done, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of Henry in the Dairy lobby|Industrial Dairy]].

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Your decision made, you ask the dairy supervisor, "Yeah. I’d like to get lactation quantity booster, if that’s okay?". With a smile, Henry replies, "Sure. We’ve got extra lactation quantity boosters in stock, and your body can easily handle the extra production. I just need a moment to process the purchase, and then I’ll take you into the back to administer it. I’ll need to inject it into your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breasts<</if>>, just around the areola. After that, your body will produce milk in increasing quantities as well as being able to store more of it. Even if you can’t lactate anymore for any reason, then you’ll still have it within your body, though it has no noted side effects, so that shouldn’t be an issue", and on that note he briefly heads back into his office to retrieve a stack of paperwork for you to sign. Together you spend a few minutes looking over the complex legal, Henry explaining everything to you section by section. Unless he’s hiding something, the documents just reiterate what he said previously, albeit in a more formal manner. You worry a little about all the health and safety talk, but it seems more like the dairy protecting itself legally, than anything to do with the booster treatment being actually dangerous. "All done", you tell the red-headed farm overseer, signing the paperwork with your name. Giving it a quick look over, Henry nods in his usual manner, pulling out a hand-sized tablet computer briefly, before answering, "Seems fine. Everything’s processed, including your credits. Guess that means we have a booster to set you up with. Standard procedures. You’ll need to shower and be naked. Then we head into the treatment room where I’ll sort you out with the booster itself. It’ll probably take longer for you to get washed than anything else in all honesty. Though, thankfully because it also increases your milk storage space, you shouldn’t have any increase in milk-based interruptions to your day, at least in terms of having to come see us to get milked. You’ll be filling up quicker, but the storage should cover that. Still, it’ll dramatically increase your yield and make you a much more valuable prospect for the dairy. Which is a nice added benefit in my eyes". Passing through a side corridor from the general production floor. Finding yourself escorted into a small changing room complete with showers, Henry waits outside for you to get ready. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you don’t have to make your supervisor wait long as you're already naked<</if>>. Understanding the stringent sanitation rules which cover the dairy, you additionally give yourself a through showering, hoping that your results are up to the man’s expectations. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Shower.png]]</div> Though, it seems your worries were for nothing, as upon seeing you Henry only gives you another uninterested nod, making no comment on your nude and freshly showered form. Instead, he just continues to usher you towards another door, this time labelled, "Treatment Chamber". Heading inside, you see nothing of real substance. Instead, the rather bare room contains only a metal seat with restraints, and a locked cabinet bolted onto the wall. Though, you do spot that the floors and walls are tiled white, and that the floor has a drain, likely to make cleaning it easier. His hand on your shoulder, you’re guided over towards the seat, Henry giving you distinct yet gentle prods until you’re sat comfortably. It’s a little cold on your <<checkAss>> bum, but the room isn’t kept too cold, so it’s not completely unpleasant. The cabinet opening as he approaches it, Henry gathers a syringe from within, approaching you without delay. Giving you a reassuring pat on the shoulders, Henry explains, "It’s all very technical, so there’s no need to go over what happens. I just need to do two injections like I said before and then you’ll be done. A lot of the herd don’t like needles, has a habit of spooking them, so we use more expensive ones that minorly anesthetize on contact. You shouldn’t feel anything, but if you do tell me straight away and I’ll stop. If you’re particularly skittish about it, then closing your eyes might help". Henry is quick, and true to his word. As, not only do you feel no pain, but hastily discover that he’s already administered the first shot while you were distracted by his reassurances. The second again only takes a moment, the dairy supervisor <<if $breastSize == 0>>massaging the previous spot on your chest, before injecting the next with the utmost care<<else>>massaging your already injected breast, before injecting the remaining one with the utmost care<</if>>. In his general detached tone, he explains that your milk ducts benefit from being massaged after the injection, as it helps to stimulate them and drastically reduces the chances of damage resulting from their sudden alteration. Giving you a good look over, he carefully helps you up, making sure that everything seems to be in working order. In particular, he checks your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t sore or in any way acting unusually. "Good job $firstName. Everything seems to be fine, though you might find random spurts of lactation result from your body getting used to the new changes. Your chest region may also be a little sore for the next hour or so, due to rapid nature of the alterations, but at most it should be a mild tingle as your body adapts. However, if an issue persists come back immediately and we’ll deal with it", offers Henry, giving you another reassuring pat on the shoulder as he escorts you out of the room. The booster administered, Henry takes you back into the changing room to wash and get ready. With that all done, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of Henry in the Dairy lobby|Industrial Dairy]].

<<set $lactationLevel = 0>><<set $ggp -= 100>><<include [[Lactation Interrupt Milk Spill 1]]>>

As you're travelling, you start to feel a growing pressure within your chest, your nipples sore and sensitive. Rubbing your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breasts<</if>> to try and alleviate the dull ache, you wonder momentarily if the issue might be that you haven’t been milked in too long, your body too full of <<checkLactationType>> and so causing your current discomfort. Whilst that would certainly explain why, in the middle of a random corridor in the facility that knowledge doesn’t help much. Taking another step forward, you’re shocked to find that <<if $breastSize == 0>>your <<checkNipple>> nipples have begun to quiver, almost as if they had a mind of their own <<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs have begun to jiggle despite a lack of movement on your part, almost as if they had a mind of their own<</if>>. Starting to panic a little at the odd actions of your body, you can think of no better plan of action other than to stand where you are and wait out whatever is happening. It all happens suddenly, catching you by surprise. Your <<checkNipple>> nipples engorging and erect, you feel them tingle coolly, the ache dissipating immediately as a flood of <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>> flows through them. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Rushing out in a great quantity, and with spectacular speed, your $currentClothing is soaked by the sudden advent of your <<checkLactationType>> tide, clinging damply to your <<checkSkin>> form<<else>>Your <<checkLactationType>> rushing out of you in great quantity, and with spectacular speed, you thankfully don’t have any clothing on to soak, instead the sudden wetness rolling across your <<checkSkin>> form<</if>>. Dripping wet, you look down mouth agape. You can hardly believe it, but the fluids just ejected by your body have formed such a large pool that it’s actually blocking off the corridor for anyone not willing to walk through it. Worse still, despite how embarrassing making such a mess is, you can’t help but feel extremely aroused, your nipples feeling amazing, maybe even enough to bring you to orgasm if you had some time. Sadly, you don’t want to be chastised for causing the sudden <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>> lake in the corridor, so instead decide to run off quickly, your <<if $penis && $vagina>>pussy and cock<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> aching for relief. Wondering how much all of that <<checkLactationType>> would have been worth, you contemplate whether you should be going to be milked more often to avoid instances like this. Sadly, as you leave, you hear the familiar monotone chime of Alice the AI, "Trainee $firstName has been deducted 100 G.G.P, for causing a mess with their lactation spill", causing you to sigh in irritation. Blushing deeply, wet with your own <<checkLactationType>> and your accident complete, you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Your decision made, you ask the dairy supervisor, "Yeah. I’d like to get lactation storage booster, if that’s okay?". With a smile, Henry replies, "Sure. We’ve got extra lactation storage boosters in stock, and your body can easily handle the extra lactation capacity. I just need a moment to process the purchase, and then I’ll take you into the back to administer it. I’ll need to inject it into your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breasts<</if>>, just around the areola. After that, your body will be being able to store more lactation, but it won’t help you produce any more than before. Honestly, I always think it’s best for the cows to get this, helps them alleviate the ache from overfilling between milking sessions. Even if you can’t lactate anymore for any reason, then you’ll still have it within your body, though it has no noted side effects, so that shouldn’t be an issue", and on that note he briefly heads back into his office to retrieve a stack of paperwork for you to sign. Together you spend a few minutes looking over the complex legal, Henry explaining everything to you section by section. Unless he’s hiding something, the documents just reiterate what he said previously, albeit in a more formal manner. You worry a little about all the health and safety talk, but it seems more like the dairy protecting itself legally, than anything to do with the booster treatment being actually dangerous. "All done", you tell the red-headed farm overseer, signing the paperwork with your name. Giving it a quick look over, Henry nods in his usual manner, pulling out a hand-sized tablet computer briefly, before answering, "Seems fine. Everything’s processed, including your credits. Guess that means we have a booster to set you up with. Standard procedures. You’ll need to shower and be naked. Then we head into the treatment room where I’ll sort you out with the booster itself. It’ll probably take longer for you to get washed than anything else in all honesty. You shouldn’t really notice much of any issues, as it won’t affect your lactation amounts of quality, just how much you can hold between milking’s. Still, it’s a nice addition to your milking capabilities dramatically increasing your storage and making you a much more valuable prospect for the dairy. Which is a nice added benefit in my eyes". Passing through a side corridor from the general production floor. Finding yourself escorted into a small changing room complete with showers, Henry waits outside for you to get ready. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you don’t have to make your supervisor wait long as you're already naked<</if>>. Understanding the stringent sanitation rules which cover the dairy, you additionally give yourself a through showering, hoping that your results are up to the man’s expectations. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Shower.png]]</div> Though, it seems your worries were for nothing, as upon seeing you Henry only gives you another uninterested nod, making no comment on your nude and freshly showered form. Instead, he just continues to usher you towards another door, this time labelled, "Treatment Chamber". Heading inside, you see nothing of real substance. Instead, the rather bare room contains only a metal seat with restraints, and a locked cabinet bolted onto the wall. Though, you do spot that the floors and walls are tiled white, and that the floor has a drain, likely to make cleaning it easier. His hand on your shoulder, you’re guided over towards the seat, him giving you distinct yet gentle prods until you’re sat comfortably. It’s a little cold on your <<checkAss>> bum, but the room isn’t kept too cold, so it’s not completely unpleasant. The cabinet opening as he approaches it, Henry gathers a syringe from within, approaching you without delay. Giving you a reassuring pat on the shoulders, Henry explains, "It’s all very technical, so there’s no need to go over what happens. I just need to do two injections like I said before and then you’ll be done. A lot of the herd don’t like needles, has a habit of spooking them, so we use more expensive ones that minorly anesthetize on contact. You shouldn’t feel anything, but if you do tell me straight away and I’ll stop. If you’re particularly skittish about it, then closing your eyes might help". Henry is quick, and true to his word. As, not only do you feel no pain, but hastily discover that he’s already administered the first shot while you were distracted by his reassurances. The second again only takes a moment, the dairy supervisor <<if $breastSize == 0>>massaging the previous spot on your chest, before injecting the next with the utmost care<<else>>massaging your already injected breast, before injecting the remaining one with the utmost care<</if>>. In his general detached tone, he explains that your milk ducts benefit from being massaged after the injection, as it helps to stimulate them and drastically reduces the chances of damage resulting from their sudden alteration. Giving you a good look over, he carefully helps you up, making sure that everything seems to be in working order. In particular, he checks your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t sore or in any way acting unusually. "Good job $firstName. Everything seems to be fine, though you might find it harder to milk yourself for a little while as you get used to it all hiding deeper within you. Your chest region may also be a little sore for the next hour or so due to rapid nature of the alterations, but at most it should be a mild tingle as your body adapts. However, if an issue persists come back immediately and we’ll deal with it", offers Henry, giving you another reassuring pat on the shoulder as he escorts you out of the room. The booster administered, Henry takes you back into the changing room to wash and get ready. With that all done, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of Henry in the Dairy lobby|Industrial Dairy]].

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Your decision made, you ask the dairy supervisor, "Yeah. I’d like to have my type of lactation altered, if that’s okay? I was thinking of changing it to <<checkLactationType>>". With a smile, Henry replies, "Sure. We’ve got some <<checkLactationType>> lactation changers in stock, shouldn’t be any issue with it. I just need a moment to process the purchase, and then I’ll take you into the back to administer it. I’ll need to inject it into your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breasts<</if>>, just around the areola. After that, your body will produce <<checkLactationType>> instead of your current production. It won’t do anything for your production, but some people prefer different flavours, and we have a lot of calls for some of the rarer types, so you might be able to make more money if you start lactating something in demand. Even if you can’t lactate anymore for any reason, then you’ll still have it within your body, though it has no noted side effects, so that shouldn’t be an issue", and on that note he briefly heads back into his office to retrieve a stack of paperwork for you to sign. Together you spend a few minutes looking over the complex legal, Henry explaining everything to you section by section. Unless he’s hiding something, the documents just reiterate what he said previously, albeit in a more formal manner. You worry a little about all the health and safety talk, but it seems more like the dairy protecting itself legally, than anything to do with the treatment being actually dangerous. "All done", you tell the red-headed farm overseer, signing the paperwork with your name. Giving it a quick look over, Henry nods in his usual manner, pulling out a hand-sized tablet computer briefly, before answering, "Seems fine. Everything’s processed, including your credits. Guess that means we have a treatment to set you up with. Standard procedures. You’ll need to shower and be naked. Then we head into the treatment room where I’ll sort you out with the booster itself. It’ll probably take longer for you to get washed than anything else in all honesty. You shouldn’t really notice much of any issues, as it won’t affect your lactation ducts much, just what’s being produced. Still, it’s a <<if $lactationType == 0>>shame you’re going back to basics, not that I mind too much, there’s always a lot of demand for good quality milk and it’s more natural<<else>>nice alteration to your milking credentials and makes you a much more valuable prospect for the dairy<</if>>. Which is a nice added benefit in my eyes". Passing through a side corridor from the general production floor. Finding yourself escorted into a small changing room complete with showers, Henry waits outside for you to get ready. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you don’t have to make your supervisor wait long as you're already naked<</if>>. Understanding the stringent sanitation rules which cover the dairy, you additionally give yourself a through showering, hoping that your results are up to the man’s expectations. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Shower.png]]</div> Though, it seems your worries were for nothing, as upon seeing you Henry only gives you another uninterested nod, making no comment on your nude and freshly showered form. Instead, he just continues to usher you towards another door, this time labelled, "Treatment Chamber". Heading inside, you see nothing of real substance. Instead, the rather bare room contains only a metal seat with restraints, and a locked cabinet bolted onto the wall. Though, you do spot that the floors and walls are tiled white, and that the floor has a drain, likely to make cleaning it easier. His hand on your shoulder, you’re guided over towards the seat, Henry giving you distinct yet gentle prods until you’re sat comfortably. It’s a little cold on your <<checkAss>> bum, but the room isn’t kept too cold, so it’s not completely unpleasant. The cabinet opening as he approaches it, Henry gathers a syringe from within, approaching you without delay. Giving you a reassuring pat on the shoulders, Henry explains, "It’s all very technical, so there’s no need to go over what happens. I just need to do two injections like I said before and then you’ll be done. A lot of the herd don’t like needles, has a habit of spooking them, so we use more expensive ones that minorly anesthetize on contact. You shouldn’t feel anything, but if you do tell me straight away and I’ll stop. If you’re particularly skittish about it, then closing your eyes might help". Henry is quick, and true to his word. As, not only do you feel no pain, but hastily discover that he’s already administered the first shot while you were distracted by his reassurances. The second again only takes a moment, the dairy supervisor <<if $breastSize == 0>>massaging the previous spot on your chest, before injecting the next with the utmost care<<else>>massaging your already injected breast, before injecting the remaining one with the utmost care<</if>>. In his general detached tone, he explains that your milk ducts benefit from being massaged after the injection, as it helps to stimulate them and drastically reduces the chances of damage resulting from their sudden alteration. Giving you a good look over, he carefully helps you up, making sure that everything seems to be in working order. In particular, he checks your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t sore or in any way acting unusually. Watching on, you notice a drop of <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>> leak from your nipple as he checks it, confirming the success of the alteration. "Good job $firstName. Everything seems to be fine, though you might find it feels a bit odd to milk yourself for the first time after this. Not much of an issue, you’ll get used to the new weight and feel of it over time. Your chest region may also be a little sore for the next hour or so due to rapid nature of the alterations, but at most it should be a mild tingle as your body adapts. However, if an issue persists come back immediately and we’ll deal with it", offers Henry, giving you another reassuring pat on the shoulder as he escorts you out of the room. The booster administered, Henry takes you back into the changing room to wash and get ready. With that all done, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of Henry in the Dairy lobby|Industrial Dairy]].

Looking around, you spot a short figure seemingly being lectured loudly by a much larger one. The taller individual, standing at almost 7-foot-tall, is a redheaded woman dressed in red ruffled blouse and a billowing black long skirt. Her hair tied in a tight bun, the Amazonian woman cuts an imposing figure, despite the fact that she only looks to be in her early 20’s. The shorter person, however, is much more striking in terms of appearance. At only just 4 feet in height, and with pale skin to the point that it’s almost blue in colour being only the start of his obvious modifications, you are momentarily stunned by the odd scene in front of you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AgnesSmall.png]]</div> Staring at them, curiosity getting the better of you, your focus rests on the small pale man. Small pointed ears, stick out of a mass of tight ringlet curls short, his hair pitch black in colour has a few veins of purple mixed throughout it drawing in your attention. Moving down, you notice high cheek bones, violet coloured eyes that look wiser than his appearance would have you believe, and a small delicate nose, all adding together to give him a sort of elvish quality. The only feature that really feels out of place, are his thick inviting lips, which rest in a natural pout. Looking further down, you notice the most prominent characteristic of the young man, that he’s wearing an extremely visible giant diaper. The huge disposable diaper, look to be immensely padded, likely not just one, or even two diapers layered on top of each other. So bulky is the large diaper, that the man’s legs are forced apart wide, stuck in a permanent waddle to cope with it. Cute images of cartoon bears festoon the outside of the diaper, making it look rather adorable if childish. Finishing out his outfit, are a pair of matching tiny purple frilly cloth booties and mittens, and a frilly purple t-shirt, the shirt bearing puffy shoulder sections, and fine white lace around the edges, coming down just far enough that it could almost be mistaken for an extremely short baby dress. It seems to be, at least from where you’re watching. a rather one-sided conversation, with the short, diapered figure shaking his head nervously, whilst the larger figure cackles away. You don’t catch a lot of exactly what she says, but you do hear phrases like, "dirty stink-bum", and, "big diapered cry-baby", more than a couple of times. Mostly, she just seems to be taunting him endlessly with a long list of baby related comments which she laughs at with a cruel glee, whilst the smaller one just sits there taking it. He blushes and disagrees a little here and there, but mostly just takes her comments quietly. Spotting you watching, the large woman turns to you with a grin, "I wouldn’t listen too closely if I were you. Stinky little Malus over here loves to tell all sorts of mean little lies, he even tells people that I make him use his diaper just for my amusement, like the little stink bum doesn’t do it on his own. He’s got a big old mush-tush does our dirty Malus, and he won’t even let me his wonderful and caring Aunt Agnes change him. Sadly, I have to go now, but don’t believe a word he says, he just likes to complain for the attention, and, because he doesn’t like to admit just how much of a diaper lover he really is. Then again, he’s so shy that he can barely talk most of the time, so maybe you two should become friends. Then you can find out for yourself just how much of a naughty little baby he is". Seeming happy with herself, the imposing Aunt Agnes strides away briskly, leaving you with the blushing elfin man. Pacing his foot back and forth, his eyes not leaving the floor, he whispers in a sing-song tone, "Thanks for distracting her, she can be a big meanie sometimes. I’m Malus. If you want to play sometime, I’m sure it’d be a lot of fun. She really doesn’t let me change my diaper sometimes, and then she says all sorts of mean things to me". Before you can really talk to him, he quickly darts off, though the way he blushes, you wonder if maybe he really does like the attention more than he lets on. Unsure what to make of the encounter, you find yourself once again [[standing alone in the middle of the nursery play room|Little Land Nursery Play Room]].

Looking over at Malus you ask quietly, not wanting to spook the shy little, "Hey, Malus. I was looking at this flyer and was wondering you could tell me a little more about it?", showing him the notice as you do. Immediately blushing in response, it takes a while for him to respond, but in quiet and melodic voice he finally replies, "It’s really embarrassing. My evil babysitter Aunt Agnes signed me up ages ago. They have really good prizes, and she’s always looking for excuses to make me look like a baby. I won a few times, so she wouldn’t let me stop. Instead, when I ask she just laughs at me and tells me that my … that my stink-butt was made for Diaper Racing". Wanting to know more, you let him recover a little before asking, "But, can you tell me a little more about it? How are you really good at it?", unsure how such a small diapered individual could be good at some sort of racing game. "Well, erm. It’s about eating, and then you … use your diaper. I really like the food they have. And, I’m good at holding it all in, because I have to put up with … her. You have to be the first not to completely ruin your diaper, that’s how you win. It’s so embarrassing, but the prizes really are great. They’d let you compete if you wanted, I hear that the prizes are especially good for trainees, but I’ve got to warm you that I have to compete properly, or Aunt Agnes will get mad at me, and it’s super awkward to use your diaper in front of a massive audience. Oh, but you’ll need to be diapered, and your diaper will need to be clean, or else you’ll do really badly, so you should probably go and do that first if you want to try it", answers Malus, surprisingly talkative for once. His face is still covered in a deep blush, but you have a feeling that he’s more into it than he lets on. Do you: <<if $diaperRacingMalusToday>>You’ve already played against Malus today, maybe you should wait until tomorrow to ask again<<elseif !$diaperMessingPlay && !$diaperWettingPlay>>You're not interested in this, so won't ask to take part<<elseif (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2)>>You can't compete as you're not wearing a diaper<<elseif (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3) && ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay) && $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to compete in the competition at the moment, maybe if you rested first you'd be able to<<elseif (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3) && ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay) && $actionAmountCurrent < $actionLimit>><a data-passage="Diaper Racing Game Malus Intro">Ask if you can compete against him</a><</if>> [[Return to talking with Malus|Little Land Nursery Play Room Malus]]

Tapping the mic to make sure it’s on, and with great gusto, the man bellows, "Hello one and all, both audience members and at home viewers. I’m Charles, and you’re all here to see the best gameshow in town, Diaper Racing, so let’s not waste too much time on introductions. We all know what we’re really here for, and it’s not my fabulous speech’s. No, we’re here to see these darling littles battle it out to determine who can’t help but use their diapers the most. Though, there may be a few twists, turns, and public accidents along the way to find that one out folks!". <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Gaining a rousing round of applause, he points over to your opponent before continuing, "On my left we have a familiar face, the diminutive diapered diamond, Malus the ‘Stomach’. He might be small, but as we’ve seen before he can really manage a lot of feeding before needing to take a break. In the past commentators have mentioned it odd that he seems to choose at random his selections, but who are we really to judge when he’s just so cute. That face he pulls when he just can’t help going is one of the best we have our current stable of competitors, and a real winner with the folks at home. With him as always is his resoundingly beautiful babysitter, Aunt Agnes, here to make sure that her little is properly fed and looked after". Taking a long bow, the focus momentarily on her, you spot as Agnes laps up the limelight, much more into the current situation than the shy Malus is.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Gaining a rousing round of applause, he points over to your opponent before continuing, "On my left we have a familiar face, the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry cat-girl <</if>>tom-boy-ish, Aurora the ‘Bottle-Master’. Aurora likes animated movies, music, boardgames, and of course some good and physical active play. She may seem laidback at first look, but she’s a fierce competitor when she wants to be. Not to forget that when it comes to her famous bottles she’s unstoppable! With her is one of our amazing assistants, Lucy, here to make sure that her little is properly fed and looked after". Taking a long bow, the focus momentarily on her, you spot as the assistant waves and smiles, Aurora offering a relaxed wave and smile of her own.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Gaining a rousing round of applause, he points over to your opponent before continuing, "On my left we have a familiar face, the adorable bunny-girl, Daisy the ‘Tea Party Princess’. Daisy likes animated movies, music, tea parties, and of course Lolita fashion. She’s been with us at Diaper Racing a long time, and many of you will have seen first-hand that polite as she may be she certainly plays to win. Let’s also not forget how much of an advantage her tea party’s bring to her, she’s a real contender! With her is one of our amazing assistants, Lucy, here to make sure that her team partner is properly fed and looked after". Taking a long bow, the focus momentarily on her, you spot as the assistant waves and smiles, Daisy offering a sweet wave and smile of her own.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Gaining a rousing round of applause, he points over to your opponent before continuing, "On my left we have a familiar face, the ever-energetic, Katie the ‘Contender’. Katie likes animated movies, reading, adventures, and of course historic re-enactment. She’s a regular here at Diaper Racing, with many wins and losses under her belt, but that only means that she’s hungry for a win. Add in her infamous double-up manoeuvre, and she feels a strong pick! With her is one of our amazing assistants, Lucy, here to make sure that her team partner is properly fed and looked after". Taking a long bow, the focus momentarily on her, you spot as the assistant waves and smiles, Katie throwing up her arms energetically to another round of cheers.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Gaining a rousing round of applause, he points over to your opponent before continuing, "On my left we have a familiar face, the adventure-hungry, Billy the ‘Brave’. Billy likes animated movies, video games, historic re-enactment, and of course adventures. He’s a regular here at Diaper Racing, with many wins and losses under his belt, but that only means that he’s hungry for a win. Add in his infamous double-up manoeuvre, and he feels like a strong pick! With him is one of our amazing assistants, Lucy, here to make sure that her team partner is properly fed and looked after". Taking a long bow, the focus momentarily on her, you spot as the assistant waves and smiles, Billy throwing up his arms energetically to another round of cheers.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Gaining a rousing round of applause, he points over to your opponent before continuing, "On my left we have one of our newer faces, the bratty brunette, Hannah the ‘Whiner’. Hannah likes complaining, ice cream, causing trouble, napping, and listening to music. We don’t really rate her chances of winning, but you never know, surprise upset victories can happen. We should also remember that due to previous misbehaviour Hannah has several ongoing forfeits on her that might swing the game against her! With her is one of our amazing assistants, Lucy, here to make sure that her team partner is properly fed and looked after". Taking a long bow, the focus momentarily on her, you spot as the assistant waves and smiles, Hannah squirming in her chair trying to get out of it.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Gaining a rousing round of applause, he points over to your opponent before continuing, "On my left we have one of our newer faces, the clumsy ex-caregiver, Kristen the ‘Constantly Embarrassed’. Kristen likes cooking, reading, painting, and of course being helpful. She hasn’t been with us long here, but as a former employee we expect her to be a strong contender. That said, between her constant embarrassment and the odd glitches surrounding her games it’s all to play for! With her is one of our amazing assistants, Lucy, here to make sure that her team partner is properly fed and looked after". Taking a long bow, the focus momentarily on her, you spot as the assistant waves and smiles, Kristen instead sinking into her chair trying her best not to be seen.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Gaining a rousing round of applause, he points over to your opponent before continuing, "On my left we have a familiar face, the adorable shy red-head, Polly the ‘Potty Pants’. Polly likes animated movies, napping, board games, and of course stuffed toys. She’s been with us at Diaper Racing a long time, but that doesn’t mean we rate her chances highly either. With one of the highest loss rates in the leader board, maybe today is the day that’ll begin to change! With her is one of our amazing assistants, Lucy, here to make sure that her team partner is properly fed and looked after". Taking a long bow, the focus momentarily on her, you spot as the assistant waves and smiles, Polly instead sinking into her chair trying her best not to be seen.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Gaining a rousing round of applause, he points over to your opponent before continuing, "On my left we have a familiar face, the blonde role-player, Jonathan the ‘The King’. Jonathan likes video games, active play, LARP fighting, and of course historical roleplay. It should be said that he’s not nicknamed ‘The King’ for nothing, his victory record putting him in our top bracket. Let’s also not forget his King’s Decree special rule which gives him a distinct advantage! With him is one of our amazing assistants, Lucy, here to make sure that her team partner is properly fed and looked after". Taking a long bow, the focus momentarily on her, you spot as the assistant waves and smiles, Jonathan offering a pleasant wave and smile of his own.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Gaining a rousing round of applause, he points over to your opponent before continuing, "On my left we have an increasingly familiar face, the sweeter than sugar visiting little, Sherwin the ‘Diapered Idol’. Sherwin likes cartoons, colouring, stuffed toys, and of course her ‘daddy’ Scott. She’s currently a middle-ranked player, but that just means that she’s an up-and-coming champion in the making. Not just that, but her fan club have also ordered that due to how adorable she is punishment options shouldn’t be inflicted on her, which could make a huge impact on the game! With her is one of our amazing assistants, Lucy, here to make sure that her team partner is properly fed and looked after". Taking a long bow, the focus momentarily on her, you spot as the assistant waves and smiles, Sherwin basking in the cheers for her as she blows kisses to the audience and waves effusively.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Gaining a rousing round of applause, he points over to your opponent before continuing, "On my left we have an increasingly familiar face, the sissy wolf-maid, Allie the ‘Allstar Cum-Drinker’. Allie likes helping people, cleaning, bondage, her owners, and drinking cum. We haven’t seen a whole lot of her around here, but from what we’ve seen she’s a spirited competitor. It’s also important to not overlook her Cum Guzzler special rule, which might just give her the edge she needs to win! With her is one of our amazing assistants, Lucy, here to make sure that her team partner is properly fed and looked after". Taking a long bow, the focus momentarily on her, you spot as the assistant waves and smiles, Allie offering a sweet wave and smile of her own.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Gaining a rousing round of applause, he points over to your opponent before continuing, "On my left we have a familiar face, the athletic red-head, Shawn the ‘Shoveler’. Shawn likes video games, cartoons, active play, roller coasters, and of course eating. He’s on the brink of making it into the upper rankings of the Diaper Racing roster, but he’s certainly one to keep an eye out for, able to decimate in the early rounds of the game. It is worth remembering though that Shawn has previously been described as not having that long-game stamina, so it really is all to play for! With him is one of our amazing assistants, Lucy, here to make sure that her team partner is properly fed and looked after". Taking a long bow, the focus momentarily on her, you spot as the assistant waves and smiles, Shawn throwing up his arms energetically to another round of cheers.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Gaining a rousing round of applause, he points over to your opponent before continuing, "On my left we have a familiar face, the constantly embarrassed brunette, Willie the ‘Wiener’. Willie likes stuffed toys, colouring in, watching movies, and napping. Sadly we don’t suggest putting money on Willie as his victories are few and far between. Between his poor control of his bodily functions and his embarrassment issues we think the outcome is basically already decided, but who knows what will happen! With him is one of our amazing assistants, Lucy, here to make sure that her team partner is properly fed and looked after". Taking a long bow, the focus momentarily on her, you spot as the assistant waves and smiles, Willie instead sinking into his chair trying his best not to be seen.<</if>> Turning his attention to you, Charles smiles, "But, let’s not count out our second competitor for the show either. A <<if $day >3>>relatively <</if>>new addition to the facility, $firstName the ‘<<if $femininity >=0>>Diaper Bottomed <<if $submission >=0>>Doll<<else>>Diva<</if>><<else>>Padded Bottomed <<if $submission >=0>>Pleaser<<else>>Prince<</if>><</if>>’. Having talked to admin about their record, we’ve determined that they are <<if $diaperSkill >0>>well trained in the use of diapers, so we’ve had to offer them a few extra options each round to make it fair on them, wouldn’t want $firstName to have an unfair disadvantage would we folks. As such $firstName will be awarded $diaperSkill extra options each round on top of our normal amount<<else>>untrained in terms of diaper use. Now, there’s no shame in that, every little has to start somewhere, this just means that $firstName isn’t going to receiving any special starting bonus to help balance things out<</if>>. Today our cute contender is competing with the aid of their lovely assistant Cindy, who was such a treasure to offer to stand in for the role. Give her a round of applause for that folks, she’s a real life-saver that one", to which Cindy takes a flourishing bow to a great round of applause, her sparkling outfit making the audience "Ooh" and "Aah" in appreciation. "Now with everything announced, I’ll just quickly run through the terms of the game. Both contestants will each round receive a small random selection of options which might have duplicates in them. They need to pick one which they’ll then be subjected to with the help of their lovely assistant. There are a couple of exceptions to this, in particular the vibe option, which is a good strategy as it affects your opponent and not you, just remember to play nice. Our special highchairs monitor our competitor’s diapers and determine just how full it is, including our wonderful close-up cameras. The boards behind us will display all the stats, so it’s really easy to keep track of, we even estimate how full our little competitors are with some truly cutting-edge technology", giving the audience a moment to gawk at the setup, he takes the opportunity to compose himself. His breath once again caught, he continues, "Today we’ll be playing with <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>both food and drink on the selection, so watch out for heavy wetting and messing this show<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>just drink on the selection menu, so watch out for some heavy wetting this show<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>>just food on the selection menu, so watch out for some heavy messing this show<</if>>. Of course, the winner will be the one who holds out the longest on completely filling their diaper up, so try and pick the smaller and simpler options if you’re looking to take home the prize. That all said, I think it’s time to start round one!", loudly cheers Charles, riling up the audience into a frenzy of excitement. Behind you, the screens blaze to life showing both you and your opponent’s images from multiple angles, a side screen documenting just how well you’re doing so far. <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<set $diaperRacingRound += 1>><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent State]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Player State]]>> <<if ($diaperMessingPlay && !$diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentMess>=5) || ($diaperWettingPlay && !$diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentWet>=5) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay && ($diaperRacingOpponentMess>=5 || $diaperRacingOpponentWet>=5))>><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Win]]>><<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 && (($diaperMessingPlay && !$diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter>=3) || ($diaperWettingPlay && !$diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter>=3) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay && ($diaperMessCounter>=3 || $diaperWetCounter>=3)))>><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Lose]]>><<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4 && (($diaperMessingPlay && !$diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter>=5) || ($diaperWettingPlay && !$diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter>=5) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay && ($diaperMessCounter>=5 || $diaperWetCounter>=5)))>><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Lose]]>><<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5 && (($diaperMessingPlay && !$diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessCounter>=7) || ($diaperWettingPlay && !$diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetCounter>=7) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay && ($diaperMessCounter>=7 || $diaperWetCounter>=7)))>><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Lose]]>><<else>><<set $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive = false>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUp < 3 && ($diaperRacingOpponent == 3 || $diaperRacingOpponent == 4)>><<set _randomDoubleUpChance = random(1,3)>><<if _randomDoubleUpChance == 1>><<set $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive = true>><</if>><</if>><<if (($diaperRacingRound % 4) == 0) && $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Round $diaperRacingRound of the game now starting, you're only presented with a single option, a small picture of a baby’s bottle accompanying it. It seems like this round is going to be one of Aurora’s bottle roulette rounds.<<else>>Round $diaperRacingRound of the game now starting, you're presented with a <<if $diaperRacingRound >1>>new <</if>>list of options to pick from. Only able to select one option, you momentarily contemplate which you want to pick, small pictures on the tablet to one side demonstrating what the food and drinks look like.<<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3 && $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>> It also seems like Katie has selected for this round to be a double-up round for both of you, therefore all <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>food and drink selections are doubled<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>drink selections are doubled<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>>food selections are doubled<</if>>.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4 && $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>> It also seems like Billy has selected for this round to be a double-up round for both of you, therefore all <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>food and drink selections are doubled<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>drink selections are doubled<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>>food selections are doubled<</if>>.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>> It also seems like Jonathan has decreed that for this round neither of you are allowed to select the <<set _diaperRacingDecreePool = []>><<set _diaperRacingDecreePool = _diaperRacingDecreePool.concatUnique("Vibe")>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingDecreePool = _diaperRacingDecreePool.concatUnique("Milk", "Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Formula", "Prune Juice", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingDecreePool = _diaperRacingDecreePool.concatUnique("Milk", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Orange Goop", "Prunes", "Sandwiches")>><</if>><<set _selectedDecree = _diaperRacingDecreePool.random()>><<if _selectedDecree == "Vibe">>vibe opponent<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 1>><<elseif _selectedDecree == "Sandwiches">>sandwiches<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 2>><<elseif _selectedDecree == "Apple Sauce">>apple sauce<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 3>><<elseif _selectedDecree == "Tomato Paste">>tomato paste<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 4>><<elseif _selectedDecree == "Animal Crackers">>animal crackers<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 5>><<elseif _selectedDecree == "Orange Goop">>orange goop<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 6>><<elseif _selectedDecree == "Prunes">>strained prunes<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 7>><<elseif _selectedDecree == "Milk">>milk bottle<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 8>><<elseif _selectedDecree == "Orange Juice">>orange juice<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 9>><<elseif _selectedDecree == "Apple Juice">>apple juice<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 10>><<elseif _selectedDecree == "Fruit Smoothie">>fruit smoothie<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 11>><<elseif _selectedDecree == "Formula">>baby formula<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 12>><<elseif _selectedDecree == "Prune Juice">>prune juice<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 13>><<elseif _selectedDecree == "Castor Oil">>castor oil<<set $diaperRacingKingsDecree = 14>><</if>> option. That doesn’t mean you can’t, but you get the impression that doing so wouldn’t be a good thing to do.<</if>><</if>> Do you: <<if (($diaperRacingRound % 4) == 0) && $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>[[Start Bottle Roulette Round|Diaper Racing Game Aurora Bottle Roulette Start]]<<else>><<for _i=0; _i < (3+$diaperSkill); _i++>> <<set _playerSelectionRacingOptions = []>><<set _playerSelectionRacingOptions = _playerSelectionRacingOptions.concatUnique("Vibe")>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _playerSelectionRacingOptions = _playerSelectionRacingOptions.concatUnique("Milk", "Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Formula", "Prune Juice", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _playerSelectionRacingOptions = _playerSelectionRacingOptions.concatUnique("Milk", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Orange Goop", "Prunes", "Sandwiches")>><</if>><<if $cumPlay && ($diaperRacingOpponent == 1 || $diaperRacingOpponent == 10) >><<set _playerSelectionRacingOptions = _playerSelectionRacingOptions.concatUnique("Cum Bottle")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>><<set _playerSelectionRacingOptions = _playerSelectionRacingOptions.concatUnique("Iced Tea")>><</if>><<set _selectedPlayerRacingOption = _playerSelectionRacingOptions.random()>><<if _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Vibe">>[["Vibe " + $diaperRacingOpponentName|Diaper Racing Game Player Vibe]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Sandwiches">>[[Choose the sandwiches|Diaper Racing Game Player Sandwiches]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Apple Sauce">>[[Choose the apple sauce|Diaper Racing Game Player Apple Sauce]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Tomato Paste">>[[Choose the tomato paste|Diaper Racing Game Player Tomato Paste]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Animal Crackers">>[[Choose the animal crackers|Diaper Racing Game Player Animal Crackers]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Orange Goop">>[[Choose the orange goop|Diaper Racing Game Player Goop]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Prunes">>[[Choose the strained prunes|Diaper Racing Game Player Strained Prunes]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Milk">>[[Choose the milk|Diaper Racing Game Player Milk]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Orange Juice">>[[Choose the orange juice|Diaper Racing Game Player Orange Juice]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Apple Juice">>[[Choose the apple juice|Diaper Racing Game Player Apple Juice]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Fruit Smoothie">>[[Choose the fruit smoothie|Diaper Racing Game Player Fruit Smoothie]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Formula">>[[Choose the baby formula|Diaper Racing Game Player Baby Formula]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Prune Juice">>[[Choose the prune juice|Diaper Racing Game Player Prune Juice]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Castor Oil">>[[Choose the castor oil|Diaper Racing Game Player Castor Oil]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Cum Bottle">>[[Choose the cum bottle|Diaper Racing Game Player Cum Bottle]]<<elseif _selectedPlayerRacingOption == "Iced Tea">>[[Choose the iced tea|Diaper Racing Game Player Iced Tea]]<</if>> <</for>><</if>><</if>>

<<set $diaperRacingWins += 1>><<set $diaperRacingWon = true>>All of a sudden, a large klaxon sounds out, accompanied by a brightly coloured flourish of balloons and streamers. Looking back at the stat screens you can see plastered across your own a large flashing message, "$firstName Wins!". Patting you on the head warmly, Cindy seems delighted, quickly unfastening your restraints that have so far bound you to the high chair during the entire course of the game. <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Malus is currently being freed too. Despite his loss, he seems more shy and embarrassed than upset, getting distracted as he looks around at the crowd. Though, you do note that his carer Aunt Agnes seems to be in much worse spirits, scowling and muttering to herself words that you’re glad you can’t hear. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach you first, but he instead moves towards your competitor, smiling warmly down at the small elfin man. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations Malus! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Malus completely by surprise, the small figure pointing at himself confusedly. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable Malus as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, if it were any more used you wouldn’t be able to walk! And, pe-ew, we must have been giving you something bad today because that smell folks, let me tell you about how bad it smells. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and Malus, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Aunt Agnes, now seemingly in a better mood, a small crown in one hand and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to her small charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns him, the hat bearing the sign, "Prince Potty Pants". Spinning him around so that his well-used diaper faces the crowd, she then proceeds to slap the paper onto the seat of his diaper. As the camera gets a close up on it, you come to discover that it’s not a paper but instead a sticker which in a bold font states, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings", which Aunt Agnes is all to eager to enact, frustrated as she is by Malus’s loss. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for Malus finally turns towards you with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is $firstName over here. Showing us that they have just a tiny bit more control over their bathroom habits than a permanently diapered long-time lifestyle little! But, who are we to judge! As a facility trainee, $firstName has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize 1000 G.G.P for that amazing performance. Additionally, <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Long Lacey Purple Shirt") == -1>>as a first time winner against Malus, we have an extra special prize just for you. Yes, in a moment you’ll be presented with your own long lacey purple shirt, just like our dear fan favourite Malus wears. Aren’t you lucky!<<else>>as a returning winner you’ll receive another long lacey purple shirt, just like our dear fan favourite Malus wears. You might already have one, but having more of a good thing is still great!<</if>>", and with that he hands over to you a small bundled present, which you soon discover to contain the aforementioned outfit. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of $firstName and their fabulous assistant Cindy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of dirty diapered Malus and his wonderful carer Aunt Agnes, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $diaperRacingPoints += 3>><<set $ggp += 1000>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Long Lacey Purple Shirt") == -1>><<addToWardrobe "Long Lacey Purple Shirt">><</if>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Malus End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Aurora is currently being freed too. Despite her loss, she doesn’t seem too upset though, giving you a friendly wave. Her assistant Lucy meanwhile is patting her on the shoulder supportively as she waves at the audience, keeping everything light and cheery. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach you first, but he instead moves towards your competitor, smiling warmly at the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>black furred cat-girl<<else>>brunette<</if>> tom boy. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations Aurora! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Aurora completely by surprise, the athletic girl standing there awkwardly. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our sporty Aurora as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, if it were any more used you wouldn’t be able to walk! And, pe-ew, we must have been giving you something bad today because that smell folks, let me tell you about how bad it smells. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and Aurora, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually her assistant Lucy, a small crown in one hand and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to her current charge, you watch as she crowns her, the hat bearing the sign, "Princess Potty Pants". Urging her to turn around so that his well-used diaper faces the crowd, she then proceeds to slap the paper onto the seat of her diaper. As the camera gets a close up on it, you come to discover that it’s not a paper but instead a sticker which in a bold font states, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings", though the assistant doesn’t make good on that matter. Charles seeing that things are being handled with Aurora finally turns towards you with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is $firstName over here. Showing us that they have just a little more control over their bathroom habits than their opponent! But, who are we to judge! As a facility trainee, $firstName has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize 750 G.G.P for that amazing performance, along with another win against their name on our leader board. Aren’t you lucky!”. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of $firstName and their fabulous assistant Cindy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered Aurora and her wonderful assistant Lucy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $diaperRacingPoints += 3>><<set $ggp += 750>>Standing stunned for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Aurora End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Daisy is currently being freed too. Despite her loss, she doesn’t seem too upset though, giving you a conciliatory curtsy to show you that there are no hard feelings. Her assistant Lucy meanwhile is patting her on the shoulder supportively as she waves at the audience, keeping everything light and cheery. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach you first, but he instead moves towards your competitor, smiling warmly at the blonde Lolita fashion loving bunny-girl. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations Daisy! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Daisy completely by surprise, the blonde girl standing there slightly apprehensively. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our girly-girl Daisy as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, if it were any more used you wouldn’t be able to walk! And, pe-ew, we must have been giving you something bad today because that smell folks, let me tell you about how bad it smells. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and Daisy, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually her assistant Lucy, a small crown in one hand and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to her current charge, you watch as she crowns her, the hat bearing the sign, "Princess Potty Pants". Urging her to turn around so that his well-used diaper faces the crowd, she then proceeds to slap the paper onto the seat of her diaper. As the camera gets a close up on it, you come to discover that it’s not a paper but instead a sticker which in a bold font states, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings", though the assistant doesn’t make good on that matter. Charles seeing that things are being handled with Daisy finally turns towards you with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is $firstName over here. Showing us that they have just a little more control over their bathroom habits than their opponent! But, who are we to judge! As a facility trainee, $firstName has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize 750 G.G.P for that amazing performance, along with another win against their name on our leader board. Aren’t you lucky!”. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of $firstName and their fabulous assistant Cindy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered Daisy and her wonderful assistant Lucy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $diaperRacingPoints += 3>><<set $ggp += 750>>Standing stunned for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Katie is currently being freed too. Despite her loss, she doesn’t seem too upset though, giving you a grin and a thumbs-up to show you that there are no hard feelings. Her assistant Lucy meanwhile is patting her on the shoulder supportively as she waves at the audience, keeping everything light and cheery. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach you first, but he instead moves towards your competitor, smiling warmly at the energetic pigtailed blonde. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations Katie! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Daisy completely by surprise, the blonde girl standing there expectantly. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adventurous Katie as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, if it were any more used you wouldn’t be able to walk! And, pe-ew, we must have been giving you something bad today because that smell folks, let me tell you about how bad it smells. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and Katie, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually her assistant Lucy, a small crown in one hand and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to her current charge, you watch as she crowns her, the hat bearing the sign, "Princess Potty Pants". Urging her to turn around so that his well-used diaper faces the crowd, she then proceeds to slap the paper onto the seat of her diaper. As the camera gets a close up on it, you come to discover that it’s not a paper but instead a sticker which in a bold font states, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings", though the assistant doesn’t make good on that matter. Charles seeing that things are being handled with Katie finally turns towards you with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is $firstName over here. Showing us that they have just a little more control over their bathroom habits than their opponent! But, who are we to judge! As a facility trainee, $firstName has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize 500 G.G.P for that amazing performance, along with another win against their name on our leader board. Aren’t you lucky!". Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of $firstName and their fabulous assistant Cindy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered Katie and her wonderful assistant Lucy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $diaperRacingPoints += 2>><<set $ggp += 500>>Standing stunned for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Billy is currently being freed too. Despite his loss, he doesn’t seem too upset though, giving you a grin and a thumbs-up to show you that there are no hard feelings. His assistant Lucy meanwhile is patting him on the shoulder supportively as she waves at the audience, keeping everything light and cheery. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach you first, but he instead moves towards your competitor, smiling warmly at the outgoing blonde. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations Billy! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Billy completely by surprise, the blonde man standing there expectantly. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adventurous Billy as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, if it were any more used you wouldn’t be able to walk! And, pe-ew, we must have been giving you something bad today because that smell folks, let me tell you about how bad it smells. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and Billy, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually his assistant Lucy, a small crown in one hand and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to her current charge, you watch as she crowns him, the hat bearing the sign, "Prince Potty Pants". Urging him to turn around so that his well-used diaper faces the crowd, she then proceeds to slap the paper onto the seat of his diaper. As the camera gets a close up on it, you come to discover that it’s not a paper but instead a sticker which in a bold font states, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings", though the assistant doesn’t make good on that matter. Charles seeing that things are being handled with Billy finally turns towards you with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is $firstName over here. Showing us that they have just a little more control over their bathroom habits than their opponent! But, who are we to judge! As a facility trainee, $firstName has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize 500 G.G.P for that amazing performance, along with another win against their name on our leader board. Aren’t you lucky!”. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of $firstName and their fabulous assistant Cindy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered Billy and his wonderful assistant Lucy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $diaperRacingPoints += 2>><<set $ggp += 500>>Standing stunned for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Hannah is currently being freed too. Sadly she doesn’t seem to be taking it too well, red faced and sulking. Her assistant Lucy meanwhile is patting her on the shoulder supportively as she waves at the audience, keeping everything light and cheery. Though, you do think you see her whisper something into Hannah’s ear that makes the girl look nervous and causes her to calm down somewhat. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach you first, but he instead moves towards your competitor, smiling warmly at the bratty brunette. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations Hannah! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Hannah completely by surprise, the brunette girl standing there grinning to herself. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our tantrum princess Hannah as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, if it were any more used you wouldn’t be able to walk! And, pe-ew, we must have been giving you something bad today because that smell folks, let me tell you about how bad it smells. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and Hannah, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually her assistant Lucy, a small crown in one hand and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to her current charge, you watch as she crowns her, the hat bearing the sign, "Princess Potty Pants". Twisting her around so that his well-used diaper faces the crowd, she then proceeds to slap the paper onto the seat of her diaper. As the camera gets a close up on it, you come to discover that it’s not a paper but instead a sticker which in a bold font states, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings", though the assistant doesn’t make good on that matter. Charles seeing that things are being handled with Hannah finally turns towards you with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is $firstName over here. Showing us that they have just a little more control over their bathroom habits than their opponent! But, who are we to judge! As a facility trainee, $firstName has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize 250 G.G.P for that amazing performance, along with another win against their name on our leader board. Aren’t you lucky!". Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of $firstName and their fabulous assistant Cindy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered Hannah and her wonderful assistant Lucy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $diaperRacingPoints += 1>><<set $ggp += 250>>Standing stunned for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Kristen is currently being freed too. Despite her loss, she doesn’t seem too upset though, giving you a conciliatory wave to show you that there are no hard feelings. Her assistant Lucy meanwhile is patting her on the shoulder supportively as she waves at the audience, keeping everything light and cheery. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach you first, but he instead moves towards your competitor, smiling warmly at the nursery’s ex-employee. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations Kristen! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Kristen completely by surprise, the clumsy brunette standing there slightly apprehensively. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our constantly embarrassed Kristen as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, if it were any more used you wouldn’t be able to walk! And, pe-ew, we must have been giving you something bad today because that smell folks, let me tell you about how bad it smells. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and Kristen, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually her assistant Lucy, a small crown in one hand and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to her current charge, you watch as she crowns her, the hat bearing the sign, "Princess Potty Pants". Urging her to turn around so that his well-used diaper faces the crowd, she then proceeds to slap the paper onto the seat of her diaper. As the camera gets a close up on it, you come to discover that it’s not a paper but instead a sticker which in a bold font states, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings", though the assistant doesn’t make good on that matter. Charles seeing that things are being handled with Kristen finally turns towards you with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is $firstName over here. Showing us that they have just a little more control over their bathroom habits than their opponent! But, who are we to judge! As a facility trainee, $firstName has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize 250 G.G.P for that amazing performance, along with another win against their name on our leader board. Aren’t you lucky!”. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of $firstName and their fabulous assistant Cindy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered Kristen and her wonderful assistant Lucy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $diaperRacingPoints += 1>><<set $ggp += 250>>Standing stunned for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Polly is currently being freed too. Despite her loss, she doesn’t seem too upset though, giving you a shy conciliatory wave to show you that there are no hard feelings. Her assistant Lucy meanwhile is patting her on the shoulder supportively as she waves at the audience, keeping everything light and cheery. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach you first, but he instead moves towards your competitor, smiling warmly at the shy red-head. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations Polly! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Polly completely by surprise, the nervous girl standing there slightly apprehensively. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our constantly embarrassed Polly as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, if it were any more used you wouldn’t be able to walk! And, pe-ew, we must have been giving you something bad today because that smell folks, let me tell you about how bad it smells. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and Polly, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually her assistant Lucy, a small crown in one hand and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to her current charge, you watch as she crowns her, the hat bearing the sign, "Princess Potty Pants". Urging her to turn around so that his well-used diaper faces the crowd, she then proceeds to slap the paper onto the seat of her diaper. As the camera gets a close up on it, you come to discover that it’s not a paper but instead a sticker which in a bold font states, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings", though the assistant doesn’t make good on that matter. Charles seeing that things are being handled with Polly finally turns towards you with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is $firstName over here. Showing us that they have just a little more control over their bathroom habits than their opponent! But, who are we to judge! As a facility trainee, $firstName has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize 250 G.G.P for that amazing performance, along with another win against their name on our leader board. Aren’t you lucky!”. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of $firstName and their fabulous assistant Cindy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered Polly and her wonderful assistant Lucy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $diaperRacingPoints += 1>><<set $ggp += 250>>Standing stunned for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Jonathan is currently being freed too. Despite his loss, he doesn’t seem too upset though, giving you a conciliatory bow to show you that there are no hard feelings. His assistant Lucy meanwhile is patting him on the shoulder supportively as she waves at the audience, keeping everything light and cheery. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach you first, but he instead moves towards your competitor, smiling warmly at the ‘kingly’ blonde. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations Jonathan! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Billy completely by surprise, the blonde man standing there slightly apprehensively. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our noble Jonathan as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, if it were any more used you wouldn’t be able to walk! And, pe-ew, we must have been giving you something bad today because that smell folks, let me tell you about how bad it smells. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and Jonathan, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually his assistant Lucy, a small crown in one hand and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to her current charge, you watch as she crowns him, the hat bearing the sign, "Prince Potty Pants". Urging him to turn around so that his well-used diaper faces the crowd, she then proceeds to slap the paper onto the seat of his diaper. As the camera gets a close up on it, you come to discover that it’s not a paper but instead a sticker which in a bold font states, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings", though the assistant doesn’t make good on that matter. Charles seeing that things are being handled with Jonathan finally turns towards you with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is $firstName over here. Showing us that they have just a little more control over their bathroom habits than their opponent! But, who are we to judge! As a facility trainee, $firstName has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize 750 G.G.P for that amazing performance, along with another win against their name on our leader board. Aren’t you lucky!”. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of $firstName and their fabulous assistant Cindy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered Jonathan and his wonderful assistant Lucy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $diaperRacingPoints += 3>><<set $ggp += 750>>Standing stunned for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Sherwin is currently being freed too. Sadly she doesn’t seem to be taking it too well, red faced and sulking. Her assistant Lucy meanwhile is patting her on the shoulder supportively as she waves at the audience, keeping everything light and cheery. Though, you do think you see her whisper something into Sherwin’s ear that makes the girl look nervous and causes her to calm down somewhat, putting on her usual overly sweet persona, albeit in a way that feels kind of forced and fake. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach you first, but he instead moves towards your competitor, smiling warmly at the bratty girl. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations Sherwin! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Hannah completely by surprise, the brunette girl standing there grinning to herself. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our diaper idol Sherwin as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, if it were any more used you wouldn’t be able to walk! And, pe-ew, we must have been giving you something bad today because that smell folks, let me tell you about how bad it smells. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and Sherwin, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually her assistant Lucy, a small crown in one hand and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to her current charge, you watch as she crowns her, the hat bearing the sign, "Princess Potty Pants". Twisting her around so that his well-used diaper faces the crowd, she then proceeds to slap the paper onto the seat of her diaper. As the camera gets a close up on it, you come to discover that it’s not a paper but instead a sticker which in a bold font states, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings", though the assistant doesn’t make good on that matter. Charles seeing that things are being handled with Sherwin finally turns towards you with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is $firstName over here. Showing us that they have just a little more control over their bathroom habits than their opponent! But, who are we to judge! As a facility trainee, $firstName has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize 500 G.G.P for that amazing performance, along with another win against their name on our leader board. Aren’t you lucky!". Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of $firstName and their fabulous assistant Cindy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered Sherwin and her wonderful assistant Lucy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $diaperRacingPoints += 2>><<set $ggp += 500>>Standing stunned for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Allie is currently being freed too. Despite her loss, she doesn’t seem too upset though, giving you a conciliatory wave to show you that there are no hard feelings. Her assistant Lucy meanwhile is patting her on the shoulder supportively as she waves at the audience, keeping everything light and cheery. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach you first, but he instead moves towards your competitor, smiling warmly at the furry sissy wolf-maid. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations Allie! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Kristen completely by surprise, the embarrassed sissy-maid standing there slightly apprehensively. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our humiliation-fetishist cum-eating Allie as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, if it were any more used you wouldn’t be able to walk! And, pe-ew, we must have been giving you something bad today because that smell folks, let me tell you about how bad it smells. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and Allie, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually her assistant Lucy, a small crown in one hand and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to her current charge, you watch as she crowns her, the hat bearing the sign, "Princess Potty Pants". Urging her to turn around so that his well-used diaper faces the crowd, she then proceeds to slap the paper onto the seat of her diaper. As the camera gets a close up on it, you come to discover that it’s not a paper but instead a sticker which in a bold font states, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings", though the assistant doesn’t make good on that matter. Charles seeing that things are being handled with Allie finally turns towards you with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is $firstName over here. Showing us that they have just a little more control over their bathroom habits than their opponent! But, who are we to judge! As a facility trainee, $firstName has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize 500 G.G.P for that amazing performance, along with another win against their name on our leader board. Aren’t you lucky!”. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of $firstName and their fabulous assistant Cindy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered Allie and her wonderful assistant Lucy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $diaperRacingPoints += 2>><<set $ggp += 500>>Standing stunned for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Shawn is currently being freed too. Despite his loss, he doesn’t seem too upset though, giving you a short nod to show you that there are no hard feelings. His assistant Lucy meanwhile is patting him on the shoulder supportively as she waves at the audience, keeping everything light and cheery. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach you first, but he instead moves towards your competitor, smiling warmly at the athletic red-head. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations Shawn! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Billy completely by surprise, the competitive man standing there expectantly. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our fast-eating Shawn as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, if it were any more used you wouldn’t be able to walk! And, pe-ew, we must have been giving you something bad today because that smell folks, let me tell you about how bad it smells. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and Shawn, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually his assistant Lucy, a small crown in one hand and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to her current charge, you watch as she crowns him, the hat bearing the sign, "Prince Potty Pants". Urging him to turn around so that his well-used diaper faces the crowd, she then proceeds to slap the paper onto the seat of his diaper. As the camera gets a close up on it, you come to discover that it’s not a paper but instead a sticker which in a bold font states, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings", though the assistant doesn’t make good on that matter. Charles seeing that things are being handled with Shawn finally turns towards you with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is $firstName over here. Showing us that they have just a little more control over their bathroom habits than their opponent! But, who are we to judge! As a facility trainee, $firstName has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize 750 G.G.P for that amazing performance, along with another win against their name on our leader board. Aren’t you lucky!”. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of $firstName and their fabulous assistant Cindy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered Shawn and his wonderful assistant Lucy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $diaperRacingPoints += 3>><<set $ggp += 750>>Standing stunned for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Willie is currently being freed too. Despite his loss, he doesn’t seem too upset though, giving you small shy wave to show you that there are no hard feelings. His assistant Lucy meanwhile is patting him on the shoulder supportively as she waves at the audience, keeping everything light and cheery. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach you first, but he instead moves towards your competitor, smiling warmly at the nervous brunette. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations Billy! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Billy completely by surprise, the brown-haired man standing there slightly apprehensively. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our wimpy Willie as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, if it were any more used you wouldn’t be able to walk! And, pe-ew, we must have been giving you something bad today because that smell folks, let me tell you about how bad it smells. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and Willie, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually his assistant Lucy, a small crown in one hand and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to her current charge, you watch as she crowns him, the hat bearing the sign, "Prince Potty Pants". Urging him to turn around so that his well-used diaper faces the crowd, she then proceeds to slap the paper onto the seat of his diaper. As the camera gets a close up on it, you come to discover that it’s not a paper but instead a sticker which in a bold font states, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings", though the assistant doesn’t make good on that matter. Charles seeing that things are being handled with Willie finally turns towards you with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is $firstName over here. Showing us that they have just a little more control over their bathroom habits than their opponent! But, who are we to judge! As a facility trainee, $firstName has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize 250 G.G.P for that amazing performance, along with another win against their name on our leader board. Aren’t you lucky!”. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of $firstName and their fabulous assistant Cindy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered Willie and his wonderful assistant Lucy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $diaperRacingPoints += 1>><<set $ggp += 250>>Standing stunned for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<</if>>

<<set $diaperRacingLosses += 1>><<set $diaperRacingWon = false>>All of a sudden, a large klaxon sounds out, accompanied by a brightly coloured flourish of balloons and streamers. Looking back at the stat screens you can see plastered across your own a large flashing message, "$diaperRacingOpponentName Wins!". Patting you on the head condescendingly, Cindy seems saddened by your loss, quickly unfastening your restraints that have so far bound you to the high chair during the entire course of the game before retreating off of the stage. <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Malus is currently being freed too. Despite his win, he seems more shy and embarrassed than happy, getting distracted as he looks around at the crowd. Though, you do note that his carer Aunt Agnes seems to be in a great mood, smirking over at you whilst pumping her fist into the air victoriously. She even goes so far as to kiss the tiny pale man on the cheek, provoking a sudden and deep blush from him. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach Malus first, but he instead moves towards you, smiling warmly. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations $firstName! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Malus completely by surprise, the small figure pointing at you confusedly. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable trainee competitor as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, I’m surprised you can even waddle in it! And, wow! If the smell is anything to go by I don’t envy whoever ends up having to change you later. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition. But first, there is also a consolation prize of 150 G.G.P. which as we speak is also being deposited into your facility account". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and you, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Cindy, her big dazzling smile catching beautifully in the light. In her hands you notice that she carries a small crown in one, and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to you, her temporary charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns you. It’s hard to see what it says, but as you glance at the large central screen, you can read the hats sign, "<<if $femininity <0>>Prince<<else>>Princess<</if>> Potty Pants". Embarrassed by your small and humiliatingly titled crown, you put up little resistance as Cindy spins you around, her hand landing heavily on your well-used $currentUnderwear, causing you to emit a small yelp. The screen easily visible from this angle, you can make out from the current close up that your diaper too now has a large label, this time stating in a bold font, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings". Having the time of her life, and playing up for the audience, Cindy even gives you a couple of spanks, causing your diaper to squelch against you grossly, much to the crowd’s entertainment. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for you finally turns towards Malus with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is Malus over here, to which I feel very little surprise. Showing us that even a permanently diapered long-time lifestyle little has more control over their bathroom habits than our trainee competitor $firstName! But, who are we to judge! As a Little Land Nursery owned little, Malus has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize a handsome reward for his carer Aunt Agnes, and for himself a new bundle of toys specially for him", and with that he hands over to you a small bundled present, which Malus accepts happily, holding it out in front of him with a dreamy smile. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of Malus and his wonderful carer Aunt Agnes won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered $firstName and their amazing assistant Cindy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $ggp += 150>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Malus End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Aurora is currently being freed too. Despite her win, she seems a little shy offering a few sheepish nods and smiles to the audience, turning to give you a friendly nod of condolences regarding your loss. You also spot her assistant Lucy waving and smiling to the audience, hugging her charge in celebration of their combined victory. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach Aurora first, but he instead moves towards you, smiling warmly. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations $firstName! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Aurora completely by surprise, the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>black furred cat-girl<<else>>black haired tom-boy<</if>> looking at you with confusion. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable trainee competitor as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, I’m surprised you can even waddle in it! And, wow! If the smell is anything to go by I don’t envy whoever ends up having to change you later. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition. But first, there is also a consolation prize of 150 G.G.P. which as we speak is also being deposited into your facility account". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and you, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Cindy, her big dazzling smile catching beautifully in the light. In her hands you notice that she carries a small crown in one, and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to you, her temporary charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns you. It’s hard to see what it says, but as you glance at the large central screen, you can read the hats sign, "<<if $femininity <0>>Prince<<else>>Princess<</if>> Potty Pants". Embarrassed by your small and humiliatingly titled crown, you put up little resistance as Cindy spins you around, her hand landing heavily on your well-used $currentUnderwear, causing you to emit a small yelp. The screen easily visible from this angle, you can make out from the current close up that your diaper too now has a large label, this time stating in a bold font, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings". Having the time of her life, and playing up for the audience, Cindy even gives you a couple of spanks, causing your diaper to squelch against you grossly, much to the crowd’s entertainment. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for you finally turns towards Aurora with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is Aurora over here, to which I feel very little surprise. Showing us that you don’t have to have good control of your bathroom habits, you just have to have better than your competitor, this time that being trainee $firstName! But, who are we to judge! As a Little Land Nursery owned little, Aurora has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize her choice of reward from the prize catalogue", and with that he hands over to her a small slip of paper, which Aurora accepts happily, looking over it with a smile. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of Aurora and her wonderful assistant Lucy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered $firstName and their amazing assistant Cindy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $ggp += 150>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Aurora End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Daisy is currently being freed too. Enjoying her win, she waves and bows to the audience, turning to give you a friendly wave of condolences regarding your loss. You also spot her assistant Lucy waving and smiling to the audience, hugging her charge in celebration of their combined victory. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach Daisy first, but he instead moves towards you, smiling warmly. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations $firstName! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Daisy completely by surprise, the blonde bunny-girl looking at you with confusion. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable trainee competitor as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, I’m surprised you can even waddle in it! And, wow! If the smell is anything to go by I don’t envy whoever ends up having to change you later. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition. But first, there is also a consolation prize of 150 G.G.P. which as we speak is also being deposited into your facility account". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and you, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Cindy, her big dazzling smile catching beautifully in the light. In her hands you notice that she carries a small crown in one, and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to you, her temporary charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns you. It’s hard to see what it says, but as you glance at the large central screen, you can read the hats sign, "<<if $femininity <0>>Prince<<else>>Princess<</if>> Potty Pants". Embarrassed by your small and humiliatingly titled crown, you put up little resistance as Cindy spins you around, her hand landing heavily on your well-used $currentUnderwear, causing you to emit a small yelp. The screen easily visible from this angle, you can make out from the current close up that your diaper too now has a large label, this time stating in a bold font, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings". Having the time of her life, and playing up for the audience, Cindy even gives you a couple of spanks, causing your diaper to squelch against you grossly, much to the crowd’s entertainment. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for you finally turns towards Daisy with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is Daisy over here, to which I feel very little surprise. Showing us that you don’t have to have good control of your bathroom habits, you just have to have better than your competitor, this time that being trainee $firstName! But, who are we to judge! As a Little Land Nursery owned little, Daisy has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize her choice of reward from the prize catalogue", and with that he hands over to her a small slip of paper, which Daisy accepts with a polite ‘thank you’, putting it away to look at later. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of Daisy and her wonderful assistant Lucy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered $firstName and their amazing assistant Cindy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $ggp += 150>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Katie is currently being freed too. Enjoying her win, she waves and throws her arms up in the air victoriously grinning, turning to give you a friendly thumbs-up of condolences regarding your loss. You also spot her assistant Lucy waving and smiling to the audience, hugging her charge in celebration of their combined victory. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach Katie first, but he instead moves towards you, smiling warmly. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations $firstName! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Katie completely by surprise, the outgoing blonde girl looking at you with a slight pout. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable trainee competitor as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, I’m surprised you can even waddle in it! And, wow! If the smell is anything to go by I don’t envy whoever ends up having to change you later. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition. But first, there is also a consolation prize of 150 G.G.P. which as we speak is also being deposited into your facility account". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and you, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Cindy, her big dazzling smile catching beautifully in the light. In her hands you notice that she carries a small crown in one, and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to you, her temporary charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns you. It’s hard to see what it says, but as you glance at the large central screen, you can read the hats sign, "<<if $femininity <0>>Prince<<else>>Princess<</if>> Potty Pants". Embarrassed by your small and humiliatingly titled crown, you put up little resistance as Cindy spins you around, her hand landing heavily on your well-used $currentUnderwear, causing you to emit a small yelp. The screen easily visible from this angle, you can make out from the current close up that your diaper too now has a large label, this time stating in a bold font, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings". Having the time of her life, and playing up for the audience, Cindy even gives you a couple of spanks, causing your diaper to squelch against you grossly, much to the crowd’s entertainment. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for you finally turns towards Katie with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is Katie over here, to which I feel very little surprise. Showing us that you don’t have to have good control of your bathroom habits, you just have to have better than your competitor, this time that being trainee $firstName! But, who are we to judge! As a Little Land Nursery owned little, Katie has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize her choice of reward from the prize catalogue", and with that he hands over to her a small slip of paper, which Katie grabs excitedly, adding an almost forgotten ‘thank you’ a moment too late as she looks over it with wide eyes. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of Katie and her wonderful assistant Lucy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered $firstName and their amazing assistant Cindy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $ggp += 150>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Billy is currently being freed too. Enjoying his win, he waves and throws his arms up in the air victoriously grinning, turning to give you a friendly thumbs-up of condolences regarding your loss. You also spot his assistant Lucy waving and smiling to the audience, hugging her charge in celebration of their combined victory. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach Billy first, but he instead moves towards you, smiling warmly. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations $firstName! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Billy completely by surprise, the outgoing blonde man looking at you with a slight pout. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable trainee competitor as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, I’m surprised you can even waddle in it! And, wow! If the smell is anything to go by I don’t envy whoever ends up having to change you later. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition. But first, there is also a consolation prize of 150 G.G.P. which as we speak is also being deposited into your facility account". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and you, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Cindy, her big dazzling smile catching beautifully in the light. In her hands you notice that she carries a small crown in one, and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to you, her temporary charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns you. It’s hard to see what it says, but as you glance at the large central screen, you can read the hats sign, "<<if $femininity <0>>Prince<<else>>Princess<</if>> Potty Pants". Embarrassed by your small and humiliatingly titled crown, you put up little resistance as Cindy spins you around, her hand landing heavily on your well-used $currentUnderwear, causing you to emit a small yelp. The screen easily visible from this angle, you can make out from the current close up that your diaper too now has a large label, this time stating in a bold font, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings". Having the time of her life, and playing up for the audience, Cindy even gives you a couple of spanks, causing your diaper to squelch against you grossly, much to the crowd’s entertainment. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for you finally turns towards Billy with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is Billy over here, to which I feel very little surprise. Showing us that you don’t have to have good control of your bathroom habits, you just have to have better than your competitor, this time that being trainee $firstName! But, who are we to judge! As a Little Land Nursery owned little, Billy has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize his choice of reward from the prize catalogue", and with that he hands over to him a small slip of paper, which Billy grabs excitedly, adding an almost forgotten ‘thank you’ a moment too late as he looks over it with wide eyes. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of Billy and his wonderful assistant Lucy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered $firstName and their amazing assistant Cindy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $ggp += 150>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Hannah is currently being freed too. Enjoying her win, she waves and throws her arms up in the air victoriously grinning and basking in her victory confidently. You also spot her assistant Lucy waving and smiling to the audience, hugging her charge in celebration of their combined win. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach Hannah first, but he instead moves towards you, smiling warmly. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations $firstName! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Hannah completely by surprise, the bratty brunette looking at you with a scowl like you’ve found a way to cheat her. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable trainee competitor as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, I’m surprised you can even waddle in it! And, wow! If the smell is anything to go by I don’t envy whoever ends up having to change you later. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition. But first, there is also a consolation prize of 150 G.G.P. which as we speak is also being deposited into your facility account". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and you, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Cindy, her big dazzling smile catching beautifully in the light. In her hands you notice that she carries a small crown in one, and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to you, her temporary charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns you. It’s hard to see what it says, but as you glance at the large central screen, you can read the hats sign, "<<if $femininity <0>>Prince<<else>>Princess<</if>> Potty Pants". Embarrassed by your small and humiliatingly titled crown, you put up little resistance as Cindy spins you around, her hand landing heavily on your well-used $currentUnderwear, causing you to emit a small yelp. The screen easily visible from this angle, you can make out from the current close up that your diaper too now has a large label, this time stating in a bold font, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings". Having the time of her life, and playing up for the audience, Cindy even gives you a couple of spanks, causing your diaper to squelch against you grossly, much to the crowd’s entertainment. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for you finally turns towards Hannah with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is Hannah over here, to which I feel quite a large amount of surprise. Showing us that you don’t have to have good control of your bathroom habits, you just have to have better than your competitor, this time that being trainee $firstName! But, who are we to judge! As a Little Land Nursery owned little, Hannah has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize her choice of reward from the prize catalogue", and with that he hands over to her a small slip of paper, which Hannah snatches excitedly, frantically looking over it with wide obviously greed-filled eyes. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of Hannah and her wonderful assistant Lucy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered $firstName and their amazing assistant Cindy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $ggp += 150>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Kristen is currently being freed too. Somewhat enjoying her win, she nervously waves and smiles to the audience, turning to give you a friendly wave of condolences regarding your loss. You also spot her assistant Lucy waving and smiling to the audience, hugging her charge in celebration of their combined victory. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach Kristen first, but he instead moves towards you, smiling warmly. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations $firstName! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Kristen completely by surprise, the clumsy nursery ex-employee looking at you with worried confusion. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable trainee competitor as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, I’m surprised you can even waddle in it! And, wow! If the smell is anything to go by I don’t envy whoever ends up having to change you later. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition. But first, there is also a consolation prize of 150 G.G.P. which as we speak is also being deposited into your facility account". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and you, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Cindy, her big dazzling smile catching beautifully in the light. In her hands you notice that she carries a small crown in one, and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to you, her temporary charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns you. It’s hard to see what it says, but as you glance at the large central screen, you can read the hats sign, "<<if $femininity <0>>Prince<<else>>Princess<</if>> Potty Pants". Embarrassed by your small and humiliatingly titled crown, you put up little resistance as Cindy spins you around, her hand landing heavily on your well-used $currentUnderwear, causing you to emit a small yelp. The screen easily visible from this angle, you can make out from the current close up that your diaper too now has a large label, this time stating in a bold font, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings". Having the time of her life, and playing up for the audience, Cindy even gives you a couple of spanks, causing your diaper to squelch against you grossly, much to the crowd’s entertainment. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for you finally turns towards Kristen with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is Kristen over here, to which I feel quite a large amount of surprise. Showing us that you don’t have to have good control of your bathroom habits, you just have to have better than your competitor, this time that being trainee $firstName! But, who are we to judge! As a Little Land Nursery owned little, Kristen has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize her choice of reward from the prize catalogue", and with that he hands over to her a small slip of paper, which an embarrassed Kristen accepts with a polite yet quiet ‘thank you’, putting it away to look at later. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of Kristen and her wonderful assistant Lucy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered $firstName and their amazing assistant Cindy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $ggp += 150>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Polly is currently being freed too. Somewhat enjoying her win, she nervously waves and shuffles behind her assistant, turning to give you a friendly nod of condolences regarding your loss. You also spot her assistant Lucy waving and smiling to the audience, hugging her charge in celebration of their combined victory. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach Polly first, but he instead moves towards you, smiling warmly. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations $firstName! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Polly completely by surprise, the extremely shy red-head looking at you with worried confusion. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable trainee competitor as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, I’m surprised you can even waddle in it! And, wow! If the smell is anything to go by I don’t envy whoever ends up having to change you later. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition. But first, there is also a consolation prize of 150 G.G.P. which as we speak is also being deposited into your facility account". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and you, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Cindy, her big dazzling smile catching beautifully in the light. In her hands you notice that she carries a small crown in one, and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to you, her temporary charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns you. It’s hard to see what it says, but as you glance at the large central screen, you can read the hats sign, "<<if $femininity <0>>Prince<<else>>Princess<</if>> Potty Pants". Embarrassed by your small and humiliatingly titled crown, you put up little resistance as Cindy spins you around, her hand landing heavily on your well-used $currentUnderwear, causing you to emit a small yelp. The screen easily visible from this angle, you can make out from the current close up that your diaper too now has a large label, this time stating in a bold font, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings". Having the time of her life, and playing up for the audience, Cindy even gives you a couple of spanks, causing your diaper to squelch against you grossly, much to the crowd’s entertainment. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for you finally turns towards Polly with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is Polly over here, to which I feel quite a large amount of surprise. Showing us that you don’t have to have good control of your bathroom habits, you just have to have better than your competitor, this time that being trainee $firstName! But, who are we to judge! As a Little Land Nursery owned little, Polly has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize her choice of reward from the prize catalogue", and with that he hands over to her a small slip of paper, which an embarrassed Polly accepts with a polite yet quiet ‘thank you’, using it to try and hide her face. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of Polly and her wonderful assistant Lucy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered $firstName and their amazing assistant Cindy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $ggp += 150>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Jonathan is currently being freed too. Enjoying his win, he waves and bows to the audience, turning to give you a friendly nod of condolences regarding your loss. You also spot his assistant Lucy waving and smiling to the audience, hugging her charge in celebration of their combined victory. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach Jonathan first, but he instead moves towards you, smiling warmly. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations $firstName! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Jonathan completely by surprise, the self-proclaimed King looking at you with confusion. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable trainee competitor as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, I’m surprised you can even waddle in it! And, wow! If the smell is anything to go by I don’t envy whoever ends up having to change you later. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition. But first, there is also a consolation prize of 150 G.G.P. which as we speak is also being deposited into your facility account". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and you, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Cindy, her big dazzling smile catching beautifully in the light. In her hands you notice that she carries a small crown in one, and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to you, her temporary charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns you. It’s hard to see what it says, but as you glance at the large central screen, you can read the hats sign, "<<if $femininity <0>>Prince<<else>>Princess<</if>> Potty Pants". Embarrassed by your small and humiliatingly titled crown, you put up little resistance as Cindy spins you around, her hand landing heavily on your well-used $currentUnderwear, causing you to emit a small yelp. The screen easily visible from this angle, you can make out from the current close up that your diaper too now has a large label, this time stating in a bold font, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings". Having the time of her life, and playing up for the audience, Cindy even gives you a couple of spanks, causing your diaper to squelch against you grossly, much to the crowd’s entertainment. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for you finally turns towards Jonathan with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is Jonathan over here, to which I feel very little surprise. Showing us that you don’t have to have good control of your bathroom habits, you just have to have better than your competitor, this time that being trainee $firstName! But, who are we to judge! As a Little Land Nursery owned little, Jonathan has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize his choice of reward from the prize catalogue", and with that he hands over to him a small slip of paper, which Jonathan accepts with a polite ‘thank you’, putting it away to look at later. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of Jonathan and his wonderful assistant Lucy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered $firstName and their amazing assistant Cindy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $ggp += 150>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Sherwin is currently being freed too. Enjoying her win, she waves and throws her arms up in the air victoriously grinning and basking in her victory confidently. You also spot her assistant Lucy waving and smiling to the audience, hugging her charge in celebration of their combined win. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach Sherwin first, but he instead moves towards you, smiling warmly. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations $firstName! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Sherwin completely by surprise, the insincerely sweet girl looking at you with a scowl like you’ve found a way to cheat her. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable trainee competitor as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, I’m surprised you can even waddle in it! And, wow! If the smell is anything to go by I don’t envy whoever ends up having to change you later. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition. But first, there is also a consolation prize of 150 G.G.P. which as we speak is also being deposited into your facility account". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and you, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Cindy, her big dazzling smile catching beautifully in the light. In her hands you notice that she carries a small crown in one, and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to you, her temporary charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns you. It’s hard to see what it says, but as you glance at the large central screen, you can read the hats sign, "<<if $femininity <0>>Prince<<else>>Princess<</if>> Potty Pants". Embarrassed by your small and humiliatingly titled crown, you put up little resistance as Cindy spins you around, her hand landing heavily on your well-used $currentUnderwear, causing you to emit a small yelp. The screen easily visible from this angle, you can make out from the current close up that your diaper too now has a large label, this time stating in a bold font, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings". Having the time of her life, and playing up for the audience, Cindy even gives you a couple of spanks, causing your diaper to squelch against you grossly, much to the crowd’s entertainment. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for you finally turns towards Sherwin with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is Sherwin over here, to which I feel very little surprise. Showing us that you don’t have to have good control of your bathroom habits, you just have to have better than your competitor, this time that being trainee $firstName! But, who are we to judge! As a privately owned little, Sherwin has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize her choice of reward from the prize catalogue", and with that he hands over to her a small slip of paper, which Sherwin snatches excitedly, frantically looking over it with wide obviously greed-filled eyes. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of Sherwin and her wonderful assistant Lucy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered $firstName and their amazing assistant Cindy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $ggp += 150>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Allie is currently being freed too. Somewhat enjoying her win, she nervously waves and smiles to the audience, turning to give you a friendly wave of condolences regarding your loss. You also spot her assistant Lucy waving and smiling to the audience, hugging her charge in celebration of their combined victory. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach Allie first, but he instead moves towards you, smiling warmly. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations $firstName! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Allie completely by surprise, the furry wolf-maid looking at you with worried confusion. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable trainee competitor as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, I’m surprised you can even waddle in it! And, wow! If the smell is anything to go by I don’t envy whoever ends up having to change you later. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition. But first, there is also a consolation prize of 150 G.G.P. which as we speak is also being deposited into your facility account". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and you, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Cindy, her big dazzling smile catching beautifully in the light. In her hands you notice that she carries a small crown in one, and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to you, her temporary charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns you. It’s hard to see what it says, but as you glance at the large central screen, you can read the hats sign, "<<if $femininity <0>>Prince<<else>>Princess<</if>> Potty Pants". Embarrassed by your small and humiliatingly titled crown, you put up little resistance as Cindy spins you around, her hand landing heavily on your well-used $currentUnderwear, causing you to emit a small yelp. The screen easily visible from this angle, you can make out from the current close up that your diaper too now has a large label, this time stating in a bold font, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings". Having the time of her life, and playing up for the audience, Cindy even gives you a couple of spanks, causing your diaper to squelch against you grossly, much to the crowd’s entertainment. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for you finally turns towards Allie with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is Allie over here, to which I feel very little surprise. Showing us that you don’t have to have good control of your bathroom habits, you just have to have better than your competitor, this time that being trainee $firstName! But, who are we to judge! As a privately owned diaper-wearer, Allie has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize her choice of reward from the prize catalogue", and with that he hands over to her a small slip of paper, which an embarrassed Allie accepts with a polite yet quiet ‘thank you’, putting it away to look at later. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of Allie and her wonderful assistant Lucy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered $firstName and their amazing assistant Cindy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $ggp += 150>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Shawn is currently being freed too. Enjoying his win, he waves and throws his arms up in the air victoriously grinning, turning to give you a friendly nod of condolences regarding your loss. You also spot his assistant Lucy waving and smiling to the audience, hugging her charge in celebration of their combined victory. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach Shawn first, but he instead moves towards you, smiling warmly. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations $firstName! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Shawn completely by surprise, the outgoing athletic red-head looking at you with a slight pout. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable trainee competitor as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, I’m surprised you can even waddle in it! And, wow! If the smell is anything to go by I don’t envy whoever ends up having to change you later. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition. But first, there is also a consolation prize of 150 G.G.P. which as we speak is also being deposited into your facility account". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and you, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Cindy, her big dazzling smile catching beautifully in the light. In her hands you notice that she carries a small crown in one, and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to you, her temporary charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns you. It’s hard to see what it says, but as you glance at the large central screen, you can read the hats sign, "<<if $femininity <0>>Prince<<else>>Princess<</if>> Potty Pants". Embarrassed by your small and humiliatingly titled crown, you put up little resistance as Cindy spins you around, her hand landing heavily on your well-used $currentUnderwear, causing you to emit a small yelp. The screen easily visible from this angle, you can make out from the current close up that your diaper too now has a large label, this time stating in a bold font, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings". Having the time of her life, and playing up for the audience, Cindy even gives you a couple of spanks, causing your diaper to squelch against you grossly, much to the crowd’s entertainment. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for you finally turns towards Shawn with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is Shawn over here, to which I feel very little surprise. Showing us that you don’t have to have good control of your bathroom habits, you just have to have better than your competitor, this time that being trainee $firstName! But, who are we to judge! As a Little Land Nursery owned little, Shawn has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize his choice of reward from the prize catalogue", and with that he hands over to him a small slip of paper, which Shawn grabs excitedly, adding an almost forgotten ‘thank you’ a moment too late as he looks over it with wide eyes. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of Shawn and his wonderful assistant Lucy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered $firstName and their amazing assistant Cindy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $ggp += 150>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Turning your attention to your opponent, you see that Willie is currently being freed too. Somewhat enjoying his win, he nervously waves and shuffles behind his assistant, turning to give you a friendly nod of condolences regarding your loss. You also spot his assistant Lucy waving and smiling to the audience, hugging her charge in celebration of their combined victory. Charles the flamboyantly dressed game show host lets the applause and celebration continue for a little longer before signalling for everyone to calm down. You almost expect for him to approach Willie first, but he instead moves towards you, smiling warmly. In his best bravado filled voice, Charles laughs, "Congratulations $firstName! You are todays winner!", catching both you and Willie completely by surprise, the extremely shy brunette looking at you with worried confusion. You’re just about to say something, when the man continues, "Yes! Today, we crown our adorable trainee competitor as the potty pants champion! Just look at that diaper, I’m surprised you can even waddle in it! And, wow! If the smell is anything to go by I don’t envy whoever ends up having to change you later. But, don’t worry, it’s not all for nothing. We have something special for you as a reward for being the biggest diaper baby in the competition. But first, there is also a consolation prize of 150 G.G.P. which as we speak is also being deposited into your facility account". The spot lights highlight a figure walking onto the stage towards the host and you, their movement quick and with purpose. It’s hard to make out through the harsh light at first, but after a moment you realize that it’s actually Cindy, her big dazzling smile catching beautifully in the light. In her hands you notice that she carries a small crown in one, and something that looks like paper in the other. Finally making it to you, her temporary charge, you watch as she gleefully crowns you. It’s hard to see what it says, but as you glance at the large central screen, you can read the hats sign, "<<if $femininity <0>>Prince<<else>>Princess<</if>> Potty Pants". Embarrassed by your small and humiliatingly titled crown, you put up little resistance as Cindy spins you around, her hand landing heavily on your well-used $currentUnderwear, causing you to emit a small yelp. The screen easily visible from this angle, you can make out from the current close up that your diaper too now has a large label, this time stating in a bold font, "Stinky Diaper Bum – In Need Of Spankings". Having the time of her life, and playing up for the audience, Cindy even gives you a couple of spanks, causing your diaper to squelch against you grossly, much to the crowd’s entertainment. Charles seeing that things are being handled well for you finally turns towards Willie with a smile. "Well, it seems our real winner for the night is Willie over here, to which I feel quite a large amount of surprise. Showing us that you don’t have to have good control of your bathroom habits, you just have to have better than your competitor, this time that being trainee $firstName! But, who are we to judge! As a Little Land Nursery owned little, Willie has done spectacularly today, and will receive as a prize his choice of reward from the prize catalogue", and with that he hands over to him a small slip of paper, which an embarrassed Willie accepts with a polite yet quiet ‘thank you’, using it to try and hide his face. Waving at the audience, Charles concludes, "Thank you all for coming out here today to watch Diaper Racing! We had a great show, with lots of twists and turns, and in the end the team of Willie and his wonderful assistant Lucy won the day. We should also take a moment to thank our sweet losing team of the dirty diapered $firstName and their amazing assistant Cindy, without whom we’d have had a much less entertaining day. Thank you, and good night folks!". <<set $ggp += 150>>Standing flabbergasted for a moment, Cindy standing next to you taking a big bow, you [[get ready to leave|Diaper Race Game Opponent End]].<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 10>><</if>>Picking the apple sauce option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small pot of apple sauce, a colourful chunky plastic spoon sticking out the top of it. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be fed by the attractive woman, spoon after spoon of tasty apple sauce pushed into your mouth. The apple sauce isn’t a particularly large portion, and is surprisingly delicious, the sweet yet slightly sour flavour sitting on your tongue long after you’ve finished. Sadly, your assistant doesn’t seem to have the best aim, as she manages to drop a fair amount of the mushy treat on both your face and you in general, making you look quite a mess.<<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 10>><</if>> However, that’s not all. Due to this being called as a double-up round Cindy brings out another tray of apple sauce to repeat the process, feeding it to you once again. The worst part this time though is that already filled by the previous feeding you feel positively stuffed by the time the round finishes.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 3>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 40>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 0>><</if>>Picking the sandwiches option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a little stack of tiny sandwiches, all of which have their crusts cut off. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be fed by the attractive woman, the small bites pushed into your mouth one by one. The selection of sandwiches isn’t particularly large in size, however, eating so much bread in such a small time makes you feel much fuller than before. At least they taste good, the only real sign of them being food intended someone younger being the lack of crusts.<<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 40>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 0>><</if>> However, that’s not all. Due to this being called as a double-up round Cindy brings out another tray of sandwiches to repeat the process, feeding them to you once again. The worst part this time though is that already filled by the previous feeding you feel positively stuffed by the time the round finishes.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 2>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 0>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 0>><</if>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Picking the vibe option, you watch on as your assistant gives you a smile and wink, a big love heart with $diaperRacingOpponentName’s name in it appearing on the massive main screen in the middle. It seems like this option doesn’t involve feeding you, though that hasn’t upset your assistant if the grin she has on is anything to go by. <<set _agnesCheatsChance = random(1,2)>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0 && _agnesCheatsChance == 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentCheats += 1>>As your, "Vibe Opponent", selection flashes on the screen, you see Malus’s carer Agnes scowl. However, that scowl doesn’t last for long, a glint of gleeful malice in her eye. The cameras beginning to shift over to showing a close up on Malus’s diaper, out of the corner of your eye you notice his assistant begin to mess around with something behind the chair. It certainly seems unusual, yet, neither gameshow host nor Cindy seem to have any particular reaction. Indeed, even when the vibrator mysteriously splutters out without running its course, no one seems to see this as out of the ordinary either. As the crowd looks on in a mix of bewilderment and knowing amusement, Charles the gameshow host shrugs. Speaking to the audience, he explains with a laugh, "Oh well, technical glitches happen, guess we’ll have to say that Malus manages to get out of a punishment this time. Well let’s continue on with the show folks". Smiling and nodding agreeably, the Amazonian carer looks extremely pleased with herself, taking the opportunity to pinch Malus a few times for good measure in his confusion. At the same a couple of people in mechanics overalls dart out, making sure that the chair is in fully working order once more.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9 && $diaperRacingOpponentAnger < 3>>As your, "Vibe Opponent", selection flashes on the screen, you see Sherwin look for the briefest moment shocked and annoyed before her customary sweet smile comes back. Looking to the audience with big wide eyes and a sad pout, the adorable brunette announces in an overly charming voice, "Do you really want me to get punished?", tears appearing in the corners of her eyes, though whether they are genuine is another matter. As the crowd begins to boo, Charles the gameshow host gestures for everyone to calm down. Speaking to the audience, he explains nervously, "Of course we don’t want to punish our sweet diapered idol Sherwin, so this time we’re going to let it slide. Isn’t she just the best? Let’s give a round of applause for that cutie we all love to love". The audience almost immediately flipping around to now cheering as Sherwin grins at them all happily, blowing a few kisses at them to. Whilst your move didn’t have the full impact it normally would, at least you didn’t have to consume anything this round, though you get the impression that Sherwin still wasn’t happy with your attempt against her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the tiny form of Malus is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of him, along with his current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on his large and cushiony diaper. With a loud buzz, you realize that the entire seat section of his locked highchair is now vibrating, the effects obviously having a large effect on poor Malus. Now letting out tiny moans, his face covered in a deep blush of arousal, it seems like he might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With a loud and uncharacteristic groan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>Malus cums, but, his cum-ing isn’t all he‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of his diaper showing that his orgasm has spurred him on to mess his diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Malus cums, but, his cum-ing isn’t all he‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of his diaper showing that his orgasm has spurred him on to wet his diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Malus cums in his diaper<</if>>. A dreamy and happy look on his face for the briefest moment before he suddenly looks incredibly embarrassed by what he just did. You wonder if he’s going to be cross at you for what you just did.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>black furred<<else>>athletic<</if>> form of Aurora is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of her, along with her current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on her large and cushiony diaper. With a loud buzz, you realize that the entire seat section of her locked highchair is now vibrating, the effects obviously having a large effect on poor Aurora. Now letting out loud moans, her face covered in a deep blush of arousal, it seems like she might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>Aurora cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to mess her diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Aurora cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to wet her diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Aurora cums in her diaper<</if>>. A tired and happy look on her face for the briefest moment before she suddenly looks a little embarrassed by what she just did. You wonder if she’s going to be angry at you for what you just did.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the feminine form of Daisy is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of her, along with her current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on her large and cushiony diaper. With a loud buzz, you realize that the entire seat section of her locked highchair is now vibrating, the effects obviously having a large effect on poor Daisy. Now letting out loud moans, her face covered in a deep blush of arousal, it seems like she might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>Daisy cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to mess her diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Daisy cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of his diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to wet her diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Daisy cums in her diaper<</if>>. A tired and happy look on her face for the briefest moment before she suddenly looks a little embarrassed by what she just did. You wonder if she’s going to be angry at you for what you just did.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the feminine form of Katie is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of her, along with her current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on her large and cushiony diaper. With a loud buzz, you realize that the entire seat section of her locked highchair is now vibrating, the effects obviously having a large effect on poor Katie. Now letting out embarrassed moans, her face covered in a deep blush of embarrassment which she tries to hide the best she can, it seems like she might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>Katie cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of his diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to mess her diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Katie cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to wet her diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Katie cums in her diaper<</if>>. A tired and grumpy look appears on her face for the briefest moment before she suddenly looks increasingly embarrassed by what she just did. You wonder if she’s going to be angry at you for what you just did.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the masculine form of Billy is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of him, along with her current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on his large and cushiony diaper. With a loud buzz, you realize that the entire seat section of his locked highchair is now vibrating, the effects obviously having a large effect on poor Billy. Now letting out embarrassed moans, his face covered in a deep blush of embarrassment which he tries to hide the best he can, it seems like he might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>Billy cums, but, his cum-ing isn’t all he‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of his diaper showing that his orgasm has spurred him on to mess his diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Billy cums, but, his cum-ing isn’t all he‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of his diaper showing that his orgasm has spurred him on to wet his diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Billy cums in his diaper<</if>>. A tired and grumpy look appears on his face for the briefest moment before he suddenly looks increasingly embarrassed by what he just did. You wonder if he’s going to be angry at you for what you just did.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the bratty form of Hannah is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of her, along with her current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on her large and cushiony diaper. With a loud buzz, you realize that the entire seat section of her locked highchair is now vibrating, the effects obviously having a large effect on poor Hannah. Now letting out embarrassed moans, her face covered in a deep blush of embarrassment which she tries to hide the best she can, it seems like she might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>Hannah cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to mess her diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Hannah cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to wet her diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Hannah cums in her diaper<</if>>. A tired and grumpy look appears on her face for the briefest moment before she suddenly looks increasingly embarrassed by what she just did. You wonder if she’s going to be angry at you for what you just did.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the feminine form of Kristen is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of her, along with her current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on her large and cushiony diaper. With a loud buzz, you realize that the entire seat section of her locked highchair is now vibrating, the effects obviously having a large effect on poor Kristen. Now letting out embarrassed moans, her face covered in a deep blush of embarrassment which she tries to hide the best she can, it seems like she might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>Kristen cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to mess her diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Kristen cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to wet her diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Kristen cums in her diaper<</if>>. A tired and slightly serene look appears on her face for the briefest moment before she suddenly looks increasingly embarrassed by what she just did. You wonder if she’s going to be angry at you for what you just did.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the shy and feminine form of Polly is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of her, along with her current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on her large and cushiony diaper. With a loud buzz, you realize that the entire seat section of her locked highchair is now vibrating, the effects obviously having a large effect on poor Polly. Now letting out embarrassed moans, her face covered in a deep blush of embarrassment which she tries to hide the best she can, it seems like she might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>Polly cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to mess her diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Polly cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to wet her diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Polly cums in her diaper<</if>>. A tired and slightly serene look appears on her face for the briefest moment before she suddenly looks increasingly embarrassed by what she just did. You wonder if she’s going to be angry at you for what you just did.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the masculine form of Jonathan is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of him, along with his current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on his large and cushiony diaper. With a loud buzz, you realize that the entire seat section of his locked highchair is now vibrating, the effects obviously having a large effect on poor Jonathan. Now letting out loud moans, his face covered in a deep blush of arousal, it seems like he might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>Jonathan cums, but, his cum-ing isn’t all he‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of his diaper showing that his orgasm has spurred him on to mess his diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Jonathan cums, but, him cum-ing isn’t all he‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of his diaper showing that his orgasm has spurred him on to wet his diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Jonathan cums in his diaper<</if>>. A tired and happy look on his face for the briefest moment before he suddenly looks a little embarrassed by what he just did. You wonder if he’s going to be angry at you for what you just did.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the sweet and feminine form of Sherwin is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of her, along with her current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on her large and cushiony diaper. With a loud buzz, you realize that the entire seat section of her locked highchair is now vibrating, the effects obviously having a large effect on poor Sherwin. Now letting out loud moans, her face covered in a deep blush of arousal, it seems like she might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>Sherwin cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to mess her diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Sherwin cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to wet her diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Sherwin cums in her diaper<</if>>. A tired and happy look appears on her face for the briefest moment before she suddenly looks increasingly grumpy over what just happened. You wonder if she’s going to be angry at you for what you just did.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the furry sissy-wolf form of Allie is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of her, along with her current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on her large and cushiony diaper. With a loud buzz, you realize that the entire seat section of her locked highchair is now vibrating, the effects obviously having a large effect on poor Allie. Now letting out loud moans, her face covered in a deep blush of arousal, it seems like she might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>Allie cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to mess her diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Allie cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to wet her diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Allie cums in her diaper<</if>>. A tired and happy look on her face for the briefest moment before she suddenly looks a little embarrassed by what she just did. You wonder if she’s going to be angry at you for what you just did.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the athletic form of Shawn is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of him, along with her current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on his large and cushiony diaper. With a loud buzz, you realize that the entire seat section of his locked highchair is now vibrating, the effects obviously having a large effect on poor Shawn. Now letting out embarrassed moans, his face covered in a deep blush of embarrassment which he tries to hide the best he can, it seems like he might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>Shawn cums, but, his cum-ing isn’t all he‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of his diaper showing that his orgasm has spurred him on to mess his diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Shawn cums, but, his cum-ing isn’t all he‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of his diaper showing that his orgasm has spurred him on to wet his diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Shawn cums in his diaper<</if>>. A tired and grumpy look appears on his face for the briefest moment before he suddenly looks increasingly embarrassed by what he just did. You wonder if he’s going to be angry at you for what you just did.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the trim form of Willie is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of him, along with her current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on his large and cushiony diaper. With a loud buzz, you realize that the entire seat section of his locked highchair is now vibrating, the effects obviously having a large effect on poor Willie. Now letting out embarrassed moans, his face covered in a deep blush of embarrassment which he tries to hide the best he can, it seems like he might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>Wilie cums, but, his cum-ing isn’t all he‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of his diaper showing that his orgasm has spurred him on to mess his diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Willie cums, but, his cum-ing isn’t all he‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of his diaper showing that his orgasm has spurred him on to wet his diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Willie cums in his diaper<</if>>. A tired and serene look appears on his face for the briefest moment before he suddenly looks increasingly embarrassed by what he just did. You wonder if he’s going to be angry at you for what you just did.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 1>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 5>><</if>>Picking the tomato paste option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small pot of sloppy red sauce, a brightly coloured thick plastic spoon sticking out the top of it. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be fed by the attractive woman, spoon after spoon of salty and chunky tomato paste pushed into your mouth. The tomato sauce isn’t a particularly large portion, but its texture is a little weird, which along with the overly salty taste makes it slightly off-putting, the flavour sitting on your tongue long after you’ve finished. Sadly, your assistant doesn’t seem to have the best aim, as she manages to drop a fair amount of the tomato sludge on both your face and you in general, making you look quite a mess.<<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 5>><</if>> However, that’s not all. Due to this being called as a double-up round Cindy brings out another tray of tomato paste to repeat the process, feeding it to you once again. The worst part this time though is that already filled by the previous feeding you feel positively stuffed by the time the round finishes.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 4>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 0>><</if>>Picking the animal crackers option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small plate of crackers, all of which are shaped like cute animals, chocolate covers their bottom sections making them even more delicious looking. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be fed by the attractive woman, the cookie-like treats pushed into your mouth one by one. The animal crackers aren’t a particularly large portion, but they are amazing. Warm and extremely fresh, you have the feeling that these aren’t store bought, but in fact made especially for the competition. Great though they are, your assistant somehow manages to cover you in crumbs while she feeds you, smears of chocolate around your <<checkLips>> lips and across your cheeks making you look a mess.<<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 0>><</if>> However, that’s not all. Due to this being called as a double-up round Cindy brings out another tray of animal crackers to repeat the process, feeding it to you once again. The worst part this time though is that already filled by the previous feeding you feel positively stuffed by the time the round finishes.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 5>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 40>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 20>><</if>>Picking the strained prunes option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small pot of strained prunes, a colourful chunky plastic spoon sticking out the top of it. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be fed by the attractive woman, spoon after spoon of the surprisingly tasty mushy prunes pushed into your mouth. The sloppy prunes aren’t a particularly large portion, and are actually quite nice, moist and just a little sweet. Sadly, your assistant doesn’t seem to have the best aim, as she manages to slosh a fair amount of the prunes juices both your face and you in general, making you look quite a mess. You also start to get a little worried from the growling noises your stomach is now making, though at least they tasted nice.<<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 40>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 20>><</if>> However, that’s not all. Due to this being called as a double-up round Cindy brings out another bowl of the strained prunes to repeat the process, feeding it to you once again. The worst part this time though is that already filled by the previous feeding you feel positively stuffed by the time the round finishes.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 7>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 20>><</if>>Picking the milk option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small babies bottle of milk, an image of cartoon breasts on the side. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be fed by the attractive woman, the rubber nub of the bottle pushed past your lips, the creamy contents of the bottle running down your throat. The milk bottle isn’t a particularly large portion, and is actually quite nice, cool and refreshing, though you have the feeling that it isn’t cow’s milk from the flavour. Sadly, your assistant doesn’t seem to have the most patience, as she manages to pull it away too early a few times, spilling milk across both your face and you in general, making your body a little wet and messy.<<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 20>><</if>> However, that’s not all. Due to this being called as a double-up round Cindy brings out another bottle of the milk to repeat the process, having you drink it once again. The worst part this time though is that your bladder is already filled by the previous drink making you feel positively completely bloated by the time the round finishes.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 8>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 30>><</if>>Picking the orange juice option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small brightly coloured sippy cup, filled up with vibrant orange juice. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be tended to by the attractive woman, the plastic spout of the sippy cup pushed past your lips, the tart contents of the container running down your throat. The juice cup isn’t a particularly large portion, and is actually quite nice, cool and sweet, with just the slightest bitter after taste. Sadly, your assistant doesn’t seem to have the most patience, as she manages to pull it away too early a few times, spilling orange juice across both your face and you in general, making your body a little wet and messy. <<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 30>><</if>> However, that’s not all. Due to this being called as a double-up round Cindy brings out another sippy cup of orange juice to repeat the process, having you drink it once again. The worst part this time though is that your bladder is already filled by the previous drink making you feel positively completely bloated by the time the round finishes.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 9>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 15>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 25>><</if>>Picking the fruit smoothie option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small brightly coloured sippy cup, filled up with a slightly lumpy pink mixture. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be tended to by the attractive woman, the plastic spout of the sippy cup pushed past your lips, the sweet and slightly solid contents of the container running down your throat. The smoothie cup isn’t a particularly large portion, and is actually quite nice, cool and sweet, though it’s hard to tell exactly what fruits are included in the mixture. Sadly, your assistant doesn’t seem to have the most patience, as she manages to pull it away too early a few times, spilling the sticky fruit sludge across both your face and you in general, making your body a little wet and messy. <<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 15>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 25>><</if>> However, that’s not all. Due to this being called as a double-up round Cindy brings out another sippy cup of fruit smoothie to repeat the process, having you drink it once again. The worst part this time though is that your bladder is already filled by the previous drink making you feel positively completely bloated by the time the round finishes.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 11>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 20>><</if>>Picking the baby formula option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small babies bottle of something resembling milk, a colourful ring running around the top of the bottle. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be fed by the attractive woman, the rubber nub of the bottle pushed past your lips, the creamy contents of the bottle running down your throat. The formula bottle isn’t a particularly large portion, and is actually quite nice, cool and refreshing, though it’s not as nice as milk having an almost gritty quality to it. Sadly, your assistant doesn’t seem to have the most patience, as she manages to pull it away too early a few times, spilling milk across both your face and you in general, making your body a little wet and messy. You certainly can’t help feeling embarrassed as you drink something specifically made for babies.<<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 20>><</if>> However, that’s not all. Due to this being called as a double-up round Cindy brings out another bottle of baby formula to repeat the process, having you drink it once again. The worst part this time though is that your bladder is already filled by the previous drink making you feel positively completely bloated by the time the round finishes.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 12>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 25>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 40>><</if>>Picking the prune juice option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small brightly coloured sippy cup, filled up with vibrant purple juice. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be tended to by the attractive woman, the plastic spout of the sippy cup pushed past your lips, the sweet contents of the container running down your throat. The juice cup isn’t a particularly large portion, and is actually quite nice, cool and sweet, the taste of prunes being surprisingly nice. Sadly, your assistant doesn’t seem to have the most patience, as she manages to pull it away too early a few times, spilling prune juice across both your face and you in general, making your body a little wet and messy. As you finish, a grumbling from your stomach region gives you the hint that maybe drinking that wasn’t the best choice, though at least it tasted nice.<<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 25>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 40>><</if>> However, that’s not all. Due to this being called as a double-up round Cindy brings out another sippy cup of prune juice to repeat the process, having you drink it once again. The worst part this time though is that your bladder is already filled by the previous drink making you feel positively completely bloated by the time the round finishes.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 13>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>>Picking the castor oil option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small brightly coloured sippy cup, filled up with pale yellow liquid. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be tended to by the attractive woman, the plastic spout of the sippy cup pushed past your lips, the horrid soapy tasting contents of the container running down your throat despite your attempts to stop it. The castor oil isn’t a particularly large portion, but drinking it is a foul experience, neither the flavour nor the consistency of it making it palatable. In fact, it’s almost as if you’re drinking viscous cooking oil, though even that might taste better. Thankfully, your assistant doesn’t seem to have the most patience, as she manages to pull it away too early a few times, spilling castor oil across both your face and you in general, making your body a little wet and messy, yet giving you a brief reprieve from the horrid stuff. As you finish, a grumbling from your stomach region gives you the hint that maybe drinking that wasn’t the best choice, worse, it didn’t even taste nice.<<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> However, that’s not all. Due to this being called as a double-up round Cindy brings out another sippy cup of castor oil to repeat the process, having you drink it once again. The worst part this time though is that your bladder is already filled by the previous drink making you feel positively completely bloated by the time the round finishes.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 14>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>>Picking the strange orange goop option, you watch on as your assistant giggles for a moment before quickly walking off to the side of the stage, soon returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small bowl of an odd orange sludge in it, a brightly coloured thick plastic spoon sticking out from within it. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be fed by the amused attractive woman, spoon after spoon of disgusting and chunky slop pushed into your mouth, no matter how hard you try to resist. The mysterious foul mixture isn’t a particularly large portion, but its texture and taste are both displeasing to your senses, the flavour sitting on your tongue long after you’ve finished. Sadly, your assistant doesn’t seem to have the best aim, as she manages to drop a fair amount of the goop on both your face and you in general, making you look very messy. Worse, the way your stomach gurgles in response, it sounds like your body isn’t reacting well to it.<<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> However, that’s not all. Due to this being called as a double-up round Cindy brings out another bowl of the orange goop to repeat the process, feeding it to you once again. The worst part this time though is that already filled by the previous feeding you feel positively stuffed by the time the round finishes.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 6>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Taking a closer look at Malus, you notice that <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>he’s pulling a face of humiliated concentration. His screen flashes a large red "Messing Incoming", all the while his carer Aunt Agnes laughs on from the side as he messes himself within his giant diaper, even going so far to prod it tauntingly. Malus’s messing incident thankfully puts you slightly closer to victory.<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>> he’s pulling a face of humiliated relief. His screen flashes a large red "Wetting Incoming", all the while his carer Aunt Agnes laughs on from the side as he wets himself within his giant diaper, even going so far to rub the wet front incredibly amused by his flustered response. Malus’s wetting incident thankfully puts you slightly closer to victory.<<else>>he’s managing to resist using his diaper any further, at least for now.<</if>> From the look on his face, he seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>uncharacteristically really grumpy, obviously unhappy at your mean plays against him<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>uncharacteristically starting to frown, obviously starting to get unhappy about your mean plays against him<<else>>smiling happily yet shyly, enjoying the situation for the most part in a sort of scatter-brained way<</if>>.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Taking a closer look at Aurora, you notice that <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>she’s pulling an expression of blushed embarrassment. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Messing Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Aurora’s messing incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>she’s pulling an expression of blushed embarrassment. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Wetting Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Aurora’s wetting incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<else>>she’s managing to hold off from using her diaper any further, at least for now.<</if>> From the look on her face, she seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>a tiny bit annoyed, likely unhappy at your mean plays against her<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>a little less relaxed than usual, likely starting to get unhappy about your mean plays against her<<else>>smiling placidly, relaxing and not worrying too much about the game in her usual laid back manner<</if>>.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Taking a closer look at Daisy, you notice that <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>she’s pulling an expression of blushed embarrassment. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Messing Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Daisy’s messing incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>she’s pulling an expression of blushed embarrassment. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Wetting Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Daisy’s wetting incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<else>>she’s remaining poised, and managing to hold off from using her diaper any further, at least for now.<</if>> From the look on her face, she seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>a tiny bit annoyed, likely unhappy at your mean plays against her<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>a little less composed than usual, likely starting to get unhappy about your mean plays against her<<else>>smiling pleasantly, retaining her good manners and keeping her cool<</if>>.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Taking a closer look at Katie, you notice that <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>she’s red faced and sulking, obviously unhappy about something. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Messing Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Katie’s messing incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>she’s red faced and sulking, obviously unhappy about something. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Wetting Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Katie’s wetting incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<else>>she’s concentrating hard and managing to hold off from using her diaper any further, at least for now.<</if>> From the look on her face, she seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>getting extremely grumpy, likely unhappy at your mean plays against her<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>getting a bit annoyed, likely starting to get unhappy about your mean plays against her<<else>>grinning happily, relaxed and concentrating on how best to win<</if>>.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Taking a closer look at Billy, you notice that <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>he’s red faced and sulking, obviously unhappy about something. Suddenly his screen flashes a large red, "Messing Incoming", all the while his assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Billy’s messing incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>he’s red faced and sulking, obviously unhappy about something. Suddenly his screen flashes a large red, "Wetting Incoming", all the while his assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Billy’s wetting incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<else>>he’s concentrating hard and managing to hold off from using her diaper any further, at least for now.<</if>> From the look on his face, he seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>getting extremely grumpy, likely unhappy at your mean plays against him<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>getting a little annoyed, likely starting to get unhappy about your mean plays against him<<else>>grinning happily, relaxed and concentrating on how best to win<</if>>.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Taking a closer look at Hannah, you notice that <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>she’s pulling an expression of mortified embarrassment, trying futilely to wrench herself out of the chair. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Messing Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Hannah’s messing incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>she’s pulling an expression of mortified embarrassment, trying futilely to wrench herself out of the chair. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Wetting Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Hannah’s wetting incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<else>>she’s sulking but managing to hold off from using her diaper any further, at least for now.<</if>> From the look on her face, she seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>absolutely furious at you, likely unhappy at your mean plays against her<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>pretty angry at you, likely starting to get unhappy about your mean plays against her<<else>>annoyed at you, but only probably because she sees you as partly to blame for her current predicament<</if>>.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Taking a closer look at Kristen, you notice that <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>she’s pulling an expression of extreme embarrassment, trying to cover her blushed face with her hands. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Messing Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Kristen’s messing incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>she’s pulling an expression of extreme embarrassment, trying to cover her blushed face with her hands. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Wetting Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Kristen’s wetting incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<else>>she’s embarrassed but managing to hold off from using her diaper any further, at least for now.<</if>> From the look on her face, she seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>a tiny bit annoyed, likely unhappy at your mean plays against her<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>a little less friendly than usual, likely starting to get unhappy about your mean plays against her<<else>>friendly yet nervous, her concerns more general than aimed towards you<</if>>. Meanwhile in terms of embarrassment you’d say she seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 5>>immensely and completely embarrassed, having turned beet red and making her choices almost completely at random<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 3>>highly embarrassed, her cheeks having turned pink and her choice making decisions seeming to deteriorate heavily<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 1>>pretty embarrassed, her cheeks turning pink and her choice making skills starting to deteriorate slightly<<else>>a little embarrassed, though not embarrassed enough that it should impact her abilities too much<</if>>.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Taking a closer look at Polly, you notice that <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>she’s pulling an expression of extreme embarrassment, trying to cover her blushed face with her hands. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Messing Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Polly’s messing incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>she’s pulling an expression of extreme embarrassment, trying to cover her blushed face with her hands. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Wetting Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Polly’s wetting incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<else>>she’s embarrassed but managing to hold off from using her diaper any further, at least for now.<</if>> From the look on her face, she seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>a tiny bit annoyed, likely unhappy at your mean plays against her<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>a little less friendly than usual, likely starting to get unhappy about your mean plays against her<<else>>relaxed yet shyly anxious, her concerns more general than aimed towards you<</if>>.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Taking a closer look at Jonathan, you notice that <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>he’s pulling an expression of blushed embarrassment. Suddenly his screen flashes a large red, "Messing Incoming", all the while his assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Jonathan’s messing incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>he’s pulling an expression of blushed embarrassment. Suddenly his screen flashes a large red, "Wetting Incoming", all the while his assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Jonathan’s wetting incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<else>>he’s remaining poised, and managing to hold off from using his diaper any further, at least for now.<</if>> From the look on his face, she seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>a tiny bit annoyed, likely unhappy at your mean plays against him<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>a little less composed than usual, likely starting to get unhappy about your mean plays against him<<else>>smiling pleasantly, retaining his good manners and keeping his cool<</if>>.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Taking a closer look at Sherwin, you notice that <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>she’s pulling an expression of blushed embarrassment. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Messing Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Sherwin’s messing incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>she’s pulling an expression of blushed embarrassment. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Wetting Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Sherwin’s wetting incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<else>>she’s grinning and waving to the crowd, managing to hold off from using her diaper any further, at least for now.<</if>> From the look on her face, she seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>absolutely furious at you and not even trying to hide it, likely unhappy at your mean plays against her<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>pretty angry at you but trying to hide it, likely starting to get unhappy about your mean plays against her<<else>>basking in all the attention she’s receiving, enjoying being in front of an adoring crowd<</if>>.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Taking a closer look at Allie, you notice that <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>she’s pulling an expression of extreme embarrassment, trying to cover her blushed face with her hands, but still smiling surprisingly. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Messing Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Allie’s messing incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>she’s pulling an expression of extreme embarrassment, trying to cover her blushed face with her hands, but still smiling surprisingly. Suddenly her screen flashes a large red, "Wetting Incoming", all the while her assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Allie’s wetting incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<else>>she’s a little embarrassed but enjoying herself, managing to hold off from using her diaper any further, at least for now.<</if>> From the look on her face, she seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>a tiny bit annoyed, likely unhappy at your mean plays against her<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>a little less composed than usual, likely starting to get unhappy about your mean plays against her<<else>>smiling pleasantly, retaining her good manners and keeping her cool<</if>>.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>><<set $diaperRacingShawnPenalty += 2>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax - $diaperRacingShawnPenalty>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax - $diaperRacingShawnPenalty>>Taking a closer look at Shawn, you notice that <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>he’s red faced and sulking, obviously unhappy about something. Suddenly his screen flashes a large red, "Messing Incoming", all the while his assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Shawn’s messing incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>he’s red faced and sulking, obviously unhappy about something. Suddenly his screen flashes a large red, "Wetting Incoming", all the while his assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Shawn’s wetting incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<else>>he’s concentrating hard and managing to hold off from using her diaper any further, at least for now.<</if>> From the look on his face, he seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>getting extremely competitive, likely unhappy at your mean plays against him<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>getting a little more competitive, likely starting to get unhappy about your mean plays against him<<else>>grinning happily, psyching himself up to win<</if>>.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Taking a closer look at Willie, you notice that <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>he’s pulling an expression of extreme embarrassment, trying to cover his blushed face with his hands. Suddenly his screen flashes a large red, "Messing Incoming", all the while his assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Willie’s messing incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>he’s pulling an expression of extreme embarrassment, trying to cover his blushed face with his hands. Suddenly his screen flashes a large red, "Wetting Incoming", all the while his assistant fans her arms about in a dramatic fashion, drawing even more attention to what is happening. Thankfully, Willie’s wetting incident puts you slightly closer to victory, so it’s not all bad.<<else>>he’s embarrassed but managing to hold off from using his diaper any further, at least for now.<</if>> From the look on his face, he seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>a tiny bit annoyed, likely unhappy at your mean plays against him<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>a little less friendly than usual, likely starting to get unhappy about your mean plays against him<<else>>relaxed yet shyly anxious, his concerns more general than aimed towards you<</if>>. Meanwhile in terms of embarrassment you’d say he seems to be <<if $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 5>>immensely and completely embarrassed, having turned beet red and making his choices almost completely at random<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 3>>highly embarrassed, his cheeks having turned pink and his choice making decisions seeming to deteriorate heavily<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 1>>pretty embarrassed, his cheeks turning pink and his choice making skills starting to deteriorate slightly<<else>>a little embarrassed, though not embarrassed enough that it should impact his abilities too much<</if>>.<</if>> <hr>Competitor 1 Name: $diaperRacingOpponentName<<if $diaperMessingPlay>> $diaperRacingOpponentName food fill: $diaperRacingOpponentFood<</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>> $diaperRacingOpponentName drink fill: $diaperRacingOpponentDrink<</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>> Messes: $diaperRacingOpponentMess<</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>> Wettings: $diaperRacingOpponentWet<</if>><hr>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperRacingPlayerFood >= (140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))>><<diaperMessAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood = 0>>A rumbling in your guts, along with an incredible fullness deep within you, tells you that something is about to happen. As if on cue, a flashing alert message appears on your stat screen informing the audience of your soon to occur messing accident, the large red "Messing Incoming" taunting you with its prediction that you know is soon to come true. Unable to hold it off any longer, the main screen now showing a close up of the seat of your $currentUnderwear, you feel your control slip. All at once, the warm mess floods from within you, building up within the confines of your diaper to a tumultuous cacophony of applause and laughter from the audience. Red faced with embarrassment, you cannot escape, or even hide your face, restrained as you are. Instead you just sit there in your own fresh and foul accident, utterly incapable of doing anything else. <<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperRacingPlayerDrink >= (140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))>><<diaperWetAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink = 0>>A pressure in your bladder, along with an incredible fullness deep within you, tells you that something is about to happen. As if on cue, a flashing alert message appears on your stat screen informing the audience of your soon to occur wetting accident, the large red "Wetting Incoming" taunting you with its prediction that you know is soon to come true. Unable to hold it off any longer, the main screen now showing a close up of the front of your $currentUnderwear, you feel your control slip. All at once, the warm liquid gushes out from within you, pooling within the confines of your diaper to a tumultuous cacophony of applause and laughter from the audience. Red faced with embarrassment, you cannot escape, or even hide your face, restrained as you are. Instead you just sit there in your own fresh and wet accident, utterly incapable of doing anything else. <</if>>Taking stock of the situation, you realize that <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 2 || $diaperWetCounter > 2>>your flimsy pull-up is full of your accidents, creating a disgusting smell for anyone nearby. Worse, your assistant Cindy is now holding her hand over her mouth and nose, so put off by the smells you’re producing<<elseif $diaperMessCounter > 1|| $diaperWetCounter > 1>>your flimsy pull-up is getting pretty full in terms of accidents, creating a rather gross smell for you, and likely those close too. Whilst she tries to act professionally, you spot that your assistant Cindy has to pinch her nose or waft the smell away every now and then<<elseif $diaperMessCounter > 0|| $diaperWetCounter > 0>>your flimsy pull-up is still pretty clean, though you’ve used it a little. Vaguely you can smell the result of your accidents, though you think that other than Cindy when she’s helping you, it’s unlikely anyone can notice it<<else>>your flimsy pull-up is still completely clean and unused, though you have a feeling that won’t last for much longer. Standing to your side Cindy smiles on happily, enjoying playing with you within the competition<</if>><<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 4 || $diaperWetCounter > 4>>your diaper is full of your accidents, creating a disgusting smell for anyone nearby. Worse, your assistant Cindy is now holding her hand over her mouth and nose, so put off by the smells you’re producing<<elseif $diaperMessCounter > 2|| $diaperWetCounter > 2>>your diaper is getting pretty full in terms of accidents, creating a rather gross smell for you, and likely those close too. Whilst she tries to act professionally, you spot that your assistant Cindy has to pinch her nose or waft the smell away every now and then<<elseif $diaperMessCounter > 0|| $diaperWetCounter > 0>>your diaper is still pretty clean, though you’ve used it a little. Vaguely you can smell the result of your accidents, though you think that other than Cindy when she’s helping you, it’s unlikely anyone can notice it<<else>>your diaper is still completely clean and unused, though you have a feeling that won’t last for much longer. Standing to your side Cindy smiles on happily, enjoying playing with you within the competition<</if>><<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 6 || $diaperWetCounter > 6>>your huge mega diaper is now absolutely full of your accidents, creating a vastly foul and disgusting smell for anyone even remotely nearby. Worse, your assistant Cindy is now holding her hand over her mouth and nose, so put off by the smells you’re producing<<elseif $diaperMessCounter > 4|| $diaperWetCounter > 4>>your huge mega diaper is filled with enough accidents that a normal diaper would be overflowing, but there still remains some room left within it. That doesn’t stop it though from creating a disgusting smell for anyone nearby. Worse, your assistant Cindy is now holding her hand over her mouth and nose, so put off by the smells you’re producing<<elseif $diaperMessCounter > 2|| $diaperWetCounter > 2>>your huge mega diaper diaper is getting pretty full in terms of accidents, creating a rather gross smell for you, and likely those close too. Whilst she tries to act professionally, you spot that your assistant Cindy has to pinch her nose or waft the smell away every now and then<<elseif $diaperMessCounter > 0|| $diaperWetCounter > 0>>your huge mega diaper is still pretty clean, though you’ve used it a little. Vaguely you can smell the result of your accidents, though you think that other than Cindy when she’s helping you, it’s unlikely anyone can notice it<<else>>your huge mega diaper is still completely clean and unused, though you have a feeling that won’t last for much longer. Standing to your side Cindy smiles on happily, enjoying playing with you within the competition<</if>><</if>>. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>Your pull-up in terms of <<if $diaperMessingPlay>>messiness is <<if $diaperMessCounter == 0>>not messy at all, the smell of baby powder still clinging to you<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 1>>slightly messy, a small mush pressing against your rear<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 2>>pretty messy, a sizable mush pressing against your rear and causing your $currentUnderwear to bulge out noticeably. The smell of your accidents has gotten pretty foul, causing you to wrinkle your nose in reaction to its contents<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 3>>practically overflowing with mess, your $currentUnderwear filled to the point that your mess threatens to spill out the sides, its contents causing it to bulge out comically, a huge brown stain covering most of its surface. The smell of your accidents is extremely unpleasant and ever present, causing you to be on the verge of tears with just how foul it is<</if>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay>>. And, in terms of <</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>>wetness is <<if $diaperWetCounter == 0>>not wet at all, the comfortable dryness lovingly caressing your skin<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 1>>slightly wet, a slight dampness pressing against your crotch<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 2>>pretty wet, a sizable dampness rubbing uncomfortably against your crotch, the front of your $currentUnderwear now sporting a noticeable yellow stain. The smell of your urine is now noticeable to you, much to your embarrassment<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 3>>so full that it’s starting leak, the incredible amount of urine now in your $currentUnderwear causing you to squelch with even the smallest movement, the fear of diaper rashes starting to become a real issue. Now stained yellow practically all over, and puffed out from being overly full, you wrinkle your nose in disgust at the overpowering stench of pee that clings to you<</if>><</if>>.<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>Your diaper in terms of <<if $diaperMessingPlay>>messiness is <<if $diaperMessCounter == 0>>not messy at all, the smell of baby powder still clinging to you<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 1>>slightly messy, a small mush pressing against your rear<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 2>>getting messy, a noticeable mush pressing against your rear, and the foul smell occasionally catching your attention<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 3>>pretty messy, a sizable mush pressing against your rear and causing your $currentUnderwear to bulge out noticeably. The smell of your accidents has gotten pretty foul, causing you to wrinkle your nose in reaction to its contents<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 4>>very messy, a large mush both pressing against your rear and flowing around the front of your $currentUnderwear, a large brown stain accompanying the huge diaper bulge. The smell of your accidents is very unpleasant, the foul odour a constant presence<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 5>>practically overflowing with mess, your $currentUnderwear filled to the point that your mess threatens to spill out the sides, its contents causing it to bulge out comically, a huge brown stain covering most of its surface. The smell of your accidents is extremely unpleasant and ever present, causing you to be on the verge of tears with just how foul it is<</if>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay>>. And, in terms of <</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>>wetness is <<if $diaperWetCounter == 0>>not wet at all, the comfortable dryness lovingly caressing your skin<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 1>>slightly wet, a slight dampness pressing against your crotch<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 2>>getting wet, a noticeable dampness rubbing against your crotch, the faintest yellow stain now visible from the front<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 3>>pretty wet, a sizable dampness rubbing uncomfortably against your crotch, the front of your $currentUnderwear now sporting a noticeable yellow stain. The smell of your urine is now noticeable to you, much to your embarrassment<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 4>>very wet, a large uncomfortable flood of urine now contained within your $currentUnderwear, a huge yellow stain visible in the front showing off just how overused your diaper is. The smell of your pee is getting unpleasant, now quite strong due to the sheer quantity of urine clinging to you<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 5>>so full that it’s starting leak, the incredible amount of urine now in your $currentUnderwear causing you to squelch with even the smallest movement, the fear of diaper rashes starting to become a real issue. Now stained yellow practically all over, and puffed out from being overly full, you wrinkle your nose in disgust at the overpowering stench of pee that clings to you<</if>><</if>>.<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>Your mega diaper in terms of <<if $diaperMessingPlay>>messiness is <<if $diaperMessCounter == 0>>not messy at all, the smell of baby powder still clinging to you<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 1>>slightly messy, a small mush pressing against your rear<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 2>>getting messy, a noticeable mush pressing against your rear, and the foul smell occasionally catching your attention<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 3>>pretty messy, a sizable mush pressing against your rear and causing your $currentUnderwear to bulge out noticeably. The smell of your accidents has gotten pretty foul, causing you to wrinkle your nose in reaction to its contents<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 4>>very messy, a large mush both pressing against your rear and flowing around the front of your $currentUnderwear, a large brown stain accompanying the huge diaper bulge. The smell of your accidents is very unpleasant, the foul odour a constant presence<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 5>>very full of mess, your $currentUnderwear filled to the point that a normal diaper would be overflowing, its contents causing it to bulge out even further than normal, a huge brown stain covering the bulge. The smell of your accidents is extremely unpleasant and ever present, causing you to be on the verge of tears with just how foul it is<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 6>>almost completely filled with mess, your $currentUnderwear full to the point that any more might caught it to overflow, its contents causing it to bulge out comically further than normal, a huge brown stain covering the bulge. The smell of your accidents is extremely unpleasant and ever present, causing you to be on the verge of tears with just how foul it is<<elseif $diaperMessCounter == 7>>overflowing with mess to the point of leaking, your $currentUnderwear filled to the point that literally no more can fit within its huge confines, its contents causing it to bulge out so badly you can barely walk, a huge brown stain covering most of its surface. The smell of your accidents is extremely unpleasant and ever present, causing you to be on the verge of tears with just how foul it is, and almost unmistakably coming from you<</if>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay>>. And, in terms of <</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>>wetness is <<if $diaperWetCounter == 0>>not wet at all, the comfortable dryness lovingly caressing your skin<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 1>>slightly wet, a slight dampness pressing against your crotch<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 2>>getting wet, a noticeable dampness rubbing against your crotch, the faintest yellow stain now visible from the front<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 3>>pretty wet, a sizable dampness rubbing uncomfortably against your crotch, the front of your $currentUnderwear now sporting a noticeable yellow stain. The smell of your urine is now noticeable to you, much to your embarrassment<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 4>>very wet, a large uncomfortable flood of urine now contained within your $currentUnderwear, a huge yellow stain visible in the front showing off just how overused your diaper is. The smell of your pee is getting unpleasant, now quite strong due to the sheer quantity of urine clinging to you<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 5>>extremely saturated with urine to the point that a normal diaper would be leaking, the incredible amount of urine now in your $currentUnderwear causing you to squelch with even the smallest movement, the fear of diaper rashes starting to become a real issue. Now stained yellow all across the bottom, and puffed out from being overly full, you wrinkle your nose in disgust at the overpowering stench of pee that clings to you<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 6>>almost completely full of urine to the point that any more would likely start leaking out, the incredible amount of urine now in your $currentUnderwear causing you to squelch with even the smallest movement, the fear of diaper rashes starting to become a real issue. Now stained yellow practically all over, and puffed out from being overly full, you wrinkle your nose in disgust at the overpowering stench of pee that clings to you<<elseif $diaperWetCounter == 7>>overflowing to the point of leaking, the incredible amount of urine now in your $currentUnderwear causing you to squelch with even the smallest movement, the mega diaper bulging so badly that you can barely walk, the fear of diaper rashes starting to become a real issue. Now stained yellow practically all over, and puffed out from being overly full, you wrinkle your nose in disgust at the overpowering stench of pee that clings to you, and is almost mistakenly coming from you<</if>><</if>>.<</if>> <hr>Competitor 2 Name: $firstName<<if $diaperMessingPlay>> $firstName food fill: $diaperRacingPlayerFood<</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>> $firstName drink fill: $diaperRacingPlayerDrink<</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>> Messes: $diaperMessCounter<</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>> Wettings: $diaperWetCounter<</if>><hr>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 25>><</if>>Picking the apple juice option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small brightly coloured sippy cup, filled up with vibrant amber juice. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be tended to by the attractive woman, the plastic spout of the sippy cup pushed past your lips, the tart contents of the container running down your throat. The juice cup isn’t a particularly large portion, and is actually quite nice, cool and sweet, the taste of apples filling your senses. Sadly, your assistant doesn’t seem to have the most patience, as she manages to pull it away too early a few times, spilling apple juice across both your face and you in general, making your body a little wet and messy. <<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 25>><</if>> However, that’s not all. Due to this being called as a double-up round Cindy brings out another sippy cup of apple juice to repeat the process, having you drink it once again. The worst part this time though is that your bladder is already filled by the previous drink making you feel positively completely bloated by the time the round finishes.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 10>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>> "CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!". Confused you listen as the flamboyant gameshow host announces, "It seems like someone has broken King Jonathan’s decree. Well we can’t let that go unpunished can we folks? Yes, it’s time for a punishment round!", gesturing dramatically as a stage-lit clear hose begins descending down from above you, the audience cheering wildly as it does. Suddenly you feel a hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "Ooo, that was naughty!", as she begins buckling it tight around the back of your head, the hose end seemingly having gag-like straps to lock it in place. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the chunky and salty slop roll down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The amount of nauseating goop you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. The only upside of the experience, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience, a small mercy.<</if>> <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<set $diaperRacingRound = 0>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood = 0>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess = 0>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "Malus">><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 80>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 80>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "Aurora">><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 100>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 100>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "Daisy">><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 100>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 120>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "Katie">><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 100>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 80>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "Billy">><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 90>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 90>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "Hannah">><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 90>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 90>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "Kristen">><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 100>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 100>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "Polly">><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 70>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 70>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "Jonathan">><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 100>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 100>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "Sherwin">><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 80>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 80>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "Allie">><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 90>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 90>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "Shawn">><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 120>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 120>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentName = "Willie">><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax = 80>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax = 80>><</if>><<set $diaperRacingDoubleUp = 0>><<set $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive = false>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentCheats = 0>><<set $diaperRacingAuroraRandom = []>><<set $diaperRacingDaisyTeaParty = false>><<set $diaperRacingShawnPenalty = 0>><<set $diaperRacingAllieCumParty = 0>>Walking out onto the stage, you're glad to see that everything is still being setup, likely giving you at least a little time to figure out a game plan to win this competition. Beyond the humongous stage, you notice that the audience is slowly filling in, but is still rather small in size. Though, from the thrum of noise outside, you feel this is likely soon to change, a large live audience just beyond the far wall. Running your vision across what’s being assembled, you don’t spot too many props. The main things you take notice of are a pair of intricate oversized high chairs placed front and center before the audience. The chairs are covered in restraints, giving you a not too subtle hint that you’re going to end up bound for the foreseeable future. From your vantage point, you can even spot wires and cables running from the back of them, skilfully taped to the floor and out of sight from anyone watching from the front. Further looking around, you also note a small podium between them, likely for a presenter, and behind you a large bank of screens which will probably be used to show the crowd close ups of the action. Other than the chairs, it all seems rather normal. <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Slowly shepherded towards the right-most of the highchairs by your fabulous assistant Cindy, you spot that the other chair already has an occupant. Tightly strapped in, both his arms and legs strapped down with thick buckled restraints, you see the diminutive pale form of Malus, absentmindedly smiling and glancing around. Beside him, his much larger carer is bent over, making sure that he’s tightly bound, and offering a surprise tickle with evil glee. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div> Mirroring the actions of her counterpoint, albeit with less malicious side tracking, Cindy helps you to sit in your high chair before buckling you in too. It’s surprisingly comfortable, especially with your assistant asking you, "It’s not too tight is it?", to make sure that nothing hurts or digs into you. The way that it’s all put together, you find that your arms and legs are well restrained, along with a couple of extra straps around your chest, a wide highchair tray sitting above where your arms are, keeping you from having any access to it.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Slowly shepherded towards the right-most of the highchairs by your fabulous assistant Cindy, you spot that the other chair already has an occupant. Tightly strapped in, both her arms and legs strapped down with thick buckled restraints, you see the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>black furred<<else>>athletic<</if>> form of Aurora, nervously smiling and glancing around. Beside her, her assistant Lucy is bent over, making sure that she’s tightly bound and offering comments of encouragement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div> Mirroring the actions of her counterpoint, Cindy helps you to sit in your high chair before buckling you in too. It’s surprisingly comfortable, especially with your assistant asking you, "It’s not too tight is it?", to make sure that nothing hurts or digs into you. The way that it’s all put together, you find that your arms and legs are well restrained, along with a couple of extra straps around your chest, a wide highchair tray sitting above where your arms are, keeping you from having any access to it.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Slowly shepherded towards the right-most of the highchairs by your fabulous assistant Cindy, you spot that the other chair already has an occupant. Tightly strapped in, both her arms and legs strapped down with thick buckled restraints, you see the feminine form of Daisy, smiling and glancing around as she waits. Beside her, her assistant Lucy is bent over, making sure that she’s tightly bound and offering comments of encouragement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div> Mirroring the actions of her counterpoint, Cindy helps you to sit in your high chair before buckling you in too. It’s surprisingly comfortable, especially with your assistant asking you, "It’s not too tight is it?", to make sure that nothing hurts or digs into you. The way that it’s all put together, you find that your arms and legs are well restrained, along with a couple of extra straps around your chest, a wide highchair tray sitting above where your arms are, keeping you from having any access to it.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Slowly shepherded towards the right-most of the highchairs by your fabulous assistant Cindy, you spot that the other chair already has an occupant. Tightly strapped in, both her arms and legs strapped down with thick buckled restraints, you see the energetic yet feminine form of Katie, smiling and glancing around as she waits. Beside her, her assistant Lucy is bent over, making sure that she’s tightly bound and offering comments of encouragement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div> Mirroring the actions of her counterpoint, Cindy helps you to sit in your high chair before buckling you in too. It’s surprisingly comfortable, especially with your assistant asking you, "It’s not too tight is it?", to make sure that nothing hurts or digs into you. The way that it’s all put together, you find that your arms and legs are well restrained, along with a couple of extra straps around your chest, a wide highchair tray sitting above where your arms are, keeping you from having any access to it.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Slowly shepherded towards the right-most of the highchairs by your fabulous assistant Cindy, you spot that the other chair already has an occupant. Tightly strapped in, both his arms and legs strapped down with thick buckled restraints, you see the masculine form of Billy, smiling and glancing around as he waits. Beside him, his assistant Lucy is bent over, making sure that he’s tightly bound and offering comments of encouragement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div> Mirroring the actions of her counterpoint, Cindy helps you to sit in your high chair before buckling you in too. It’s surprisingly comfortable, especially with your assistant asking you, "It’s not too tight is it?", to make sure that nothing hurts or digs into you. The way that it’s all put together, you find that your arms and legs are well restrained, along with a couple of extra straps around your chest, a wide highchair tray sitting above where your arms are, keeping you from having any access to it.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Slowly shepherded towards the right-most of the highchairs by your fabulous assistant Cindy, you spot that the other chair already has an occupant. Tightly strapped in, both her arms and legs strapped down with thick buckled restraints, you see the bratty form of Hannah, struggling and complaining as she waits. Beside her, her assistant Lucy is bent over, making sure that she’s tightly bound and offering comments of encouragement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div> Mirroring the actions of her counterpoint, Cindy helps you to sit in your high chair before buckling you in too. It’s surprisingly comfortable, especially with your assistant asking you, "It’s not too tight is it?", to make sure that nothing hurts or digs into you. The way that it’s all put together, you find that your arms and legs are well restrained, along with a couple of extra straps around your chest, a wide highchair tray sitting above where your arms are, keeping you from having any access to it.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Slowly shepherded towards the right-most of the highchairs by your fabulous assistant Cindy, you spot that the other chair already has an occupant. Tightly strapped in, both her arms and legs strapped down with thick buckled restraints, you see the nervous and feminine form of Kristen, blushing and glancing around anxiously as she waits. Beside her, her assistant Lucy is bent over, making sure that she’s tightly bound and offering comments of encouragement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div> Mirroring the actions of her counterpoint, Cindy helps you to sit in your high chair before buckling you in too. It’s surprisingly comfortable, especially with your assistant asking you, "It’s not too tight is it?", to make sure that nothing hurts or digs into you. The way that it’s all put together, you find that your arms and legs are well restrained, along with a couple of extra straps around your chest, a wide highchair tray sitting above where your arms are, keeping you from having any access to it.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Slowly shepherded towards the right-most of the highchairs by your fabulous assistant Cindy, you spot that the other chair already has an occupant. Tightly strapped in, both her arms and legs strapped down with thick buckled restraints, you see the shy yet feminine form of Polly, blushing and glancing around anxiously as she waits. Beside her, her assistant Lucy is bent over, making sure that she’s tightly bound and offering comments of encouragement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div> Mirroring the actions of her counterpoint, Cindy helps you to sit in your high chair before buckling you in too. It’s surprisingly comfortable, especially with your assistant asking you, "It’s not too tight is it?", to make sure that nothing hurts or digs into you. The way that it’s all put together, you find that your arms and legs are well restrained, along with a couple of extra straps around your chest, a wide highchair tray sitting above where your arms are, keeping you from having any access to it.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Slowly shepherded towards the right-most of the highchairs by your fabulous assistant Cindy, you spot that the other chair already has an occupant. Tightly strapped in, both his arms and legs strapped down with thick buckled restraints, you see the masculine form of Jonathan, smiling and glancing around as he waits. Beside him, his assistant Lucy is bent over, making sure that he’s tightly bound and offering comments of encouragement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div> Mirroring the actions of her counterpoint, Cindy helps you to sit in your high chair before buckling you in too. It’s surprisingly comfortable, especially with your assistant asking you, "It’s not too tight is it?", to make sure that nothing hurts or digs into you. The way that it’s all put together, you find that your arms and legs are well restrained, along with a couple of extra straps around your chest, a wide highchair tray sitting above where your arms are, keeping you from having any access to it.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Slowly shepherded towards the right-most of the highchairs by your fabulous assistant Cindy, you spot that the other chair already has an occupant. Tightly strapped in, both her arms and legs strapped down with thick buckled restraints, you see the feminine form of Sherwin, smiling and glancing around as she waits. Beside her, her assistant Lucy is bent over, making sure that she’s tightly bound and offering comments of encouragement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div> Mirroring the actions of her counterpoint, Cindy helps you to sit in your high chair before buckling you in too. It’s surprisingly comfortable, especially with your assistant asking you, "It’s not too tight is it?", to make sure that nothing hurts or digs into you. The way that it’s all put together, you find that your arms and legs are well restrained, along with a couple of extra straps around your chest, a wide highchair tray sitting above where your arms are, keeping you from having any access to it.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Slowly shepherded towards the right-most of the highchairs by your fabulous assistant Cindy, you spot that the other chair already has an occupant. Tightly strapped in, both her arms and legs strapped down with thick buckled restraints, you see the brightly furred form of Allie, smiling and glancing around as she waits. Beside her, her assistant Lucy is bent over, making sure that she’s tightly bound and offering comments of encouragement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div> Mirroring the actions of her counterpoint, Cindy helps you to sit in your high chair before buckling you in too. It’s surprisingly comfortable, especially with your assistant asking you, "It’s not too tight is it?", to make sure that nothing hurts or digs into you. The way that it’s all put together, you find that your arms and legs are well restrained, along with a couple of extra straps around your chest, a wide highchair tray sitting above where your arms are, keeping you from having any access to it.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Slowly shepherded towards the right-most of the highchairs by your fabulous assistant Cindy, you spot that the other chair already has an occupant. Tightly strapped in, both his arms and legs strapped down with thick buckled restraints, you see the athletic form of Shawn, psyching himself up and glancing around as he waits. Beside him, his assistant Lucy is bent over, making sure that he’s tightly bound and offering comments of encouragement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div> Mirroring the actions of her counterpoint, Cindy helps you to sit in your high chair before buckling you in too. It’s surprisingly comfortable, especially with your assistant asking you, "It’s not too tight is it?", to make sure that nothing hurts or digs into you. The way that it’s all put together, you find that your arms and legs are well restrained, along with a couple of extra straps around your chest, a wide highchair tray sitting above where your arms are, keeping you from having any access to it.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Slowly shepherded towards the right-most of the highchairs by your fabulous assistant Cindy, you spot that the other chair already has an occupant. Tightly strapped in, both his arms and legs strapped down with thick buckled restraints, you see the nervous form of Willie, blushing and glancing around anxiously as he waits. Beside him, his assistant Lucy is bent over, making sure that he’s tightly bound and offering comments of encouragement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperRacing.png]]</div> Mirroring the actions of her counterpoint, Cindy helps you to sit in your high chair before buckling you in too. It’s surprisingly comfortable, especially with your assistant asking you, "It’s not too tight is it?", to make sure that nothing hurts or digs into you. The way that it’s all put together, you find that your arms and legs are well restrained, along with a couple of extra straps around your chest, a wide highchair tray sitting above where your arms are, keeping you from having any access to it.<</if>> Giving you an award-winning smile, Cindy offer you a reassuring thumbs-up before standing to one side, waiting for the main event to begin. You try to ask her what happens next, but she just playfully shushes you, pointing towards a man with oil slicked hair and a gaudy suit now walking out onto the stage. Taking her hint, you listen carefully to the newcomer, watching him closely. The lights going down and the seats now fully packed, a spotlight shines down upon your central spot upon the stage. Set back slightly, but placed in-between you and $diaperRacingOpponentName, the extravagantly suited man takes up his stance in the podium to a rousing cheer of support from the assembled masses, signalling that [[everything is just about to begin|Diaper Racing Game Start]].

<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = []>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>/* Malus basic – AI */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Milk", "Agnes Feeding Cheat")>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Orange Goop", "Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Prune Juice", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >=5 && ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay)>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Vibe")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >=3 && ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay)>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Vibe")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><</if>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>/* Aurora - AI */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Milk", "Milk")>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Orange Goop", "Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Prune Juice", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $cumPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Cum Bottle")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Strained Prunes", "Prune Juice")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Orange Goop", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>/* Daisy - AI */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Milk", "Milk")>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Orange Goop", "Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Prune Juice", "Castor Oil", "Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Prune Juice", "Castor Oil", "Iced Tea", "Iced Tea")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingDaisyTeaParty == false>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Daisy Tea Party", "Daisy Tea Party", "Daisy Tea Party")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Strained Prunes")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Orange Goop")>><</if>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>/* Katie - AI */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Milk", "Milk")>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Goop")>><</if>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Animal Crackers", "Baby Formula")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Prune Juice")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Sandwiches", "Fruit Smoothie")>><</if>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>/* Billy - AI */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Milk", "Milk")>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Goop")>><</if>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Animal Crackers", "Baby Formula")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Prune Juice")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Sandwiches", "Fruit Smoothie")>><</if>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>/* Hannah - AI */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Milk", "Hannah Vibe Punishment", "Hannah Vibe Punishment", "Hannah Feed Punishment", "Hannah Feed Punishment")>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Castor Oil", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Goop", "Orange Goop")>><</if>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Tomato Paste", "Apple Juice")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Prune Juice", "Prune Juice")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Strained Prunes", "Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Apple Sauce", "Orange Juice")>><</if>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>/* Kristen - AI */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Milk")>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentCheats < 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Kristen Vibe Cheat", "Kristen Vibe Cheat", "Kristen Feed Cheat", "Kristen Feed Cheat")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Orange Goop", "Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Prune Juice", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5 && $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Strained Prunes", "Prune Juice")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3 && $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Orange Goop", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 5>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Goop")>><</if>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Milk")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 3>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Prune Juice")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Orange Juice", "Apple Sauce")>><</if>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>/* Polly - AI */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Milk")>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Orange Goop", "Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Prune Juice", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >=5 && ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay)>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Vibe")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >=3 && ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay)>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Vibe")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><</if>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>/* Jonathan - AI */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Milk", "Milk")>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Orange Goop", "Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Prune Juice", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Strained Prunes", "Prune Juice")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Orange Goop", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 1>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Vibe")>><<elseif $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 2>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Sandwiches")>><<elseif $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Apple Sauce")>><<elseif $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 4>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Tomato Paste")>><<elseif $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Animal Crackers")>><<elseif $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 6>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Orange Goop")>><<elseif $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 7>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Strained Prunes")>><<elseif $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 8>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Milk")>><<elseif $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 9>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Orange Juice")>><<elseif $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 10>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Apple Juice")>><<elseif $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 11>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Fruit Smoothie")>><<elseif $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 12>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Baby Formula")>><<elseif $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 13>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Prune Juice")>><<elseif $diaperRacingKingsDecree == 14>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Castor Oil")>><</if>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>/* Sherwin - AI */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Milk")>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Castor Oil", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Goop", "Orange Goop")>><</if>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Tomato Paste", "Apple Juice")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Prune Juice", "Prune Juice")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Strained Prunes", "Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Apple Sauce", "Orange Juice")>><</if>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>/* Allie - AI */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Milk", "Milk")>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Orange Goop", "Orange Goop", "Orange Goop", "Strained Prunes", "Strained Prunes", "Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Prune Juice", "Prune Juice", "Prune Juice", "Castor Oil", "Castor Oil", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $cumPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Cum Bottle", "Cum Bottle")>><</if>><<if $cumPlay && $diaperRacingAllieCumParty < 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Allie Cum Party", "Allie Cum Party")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Strained Prunes", "Prune Juice")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Orange Goop", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>/* Shawn - AI */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe", "Milk", "Milk")>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Orange Goop", "Strained Prunes", "Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Orange Goop", "Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Prune Juice", "Castor Oil", "Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Prune Juice", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Strained Prunes", "Prune Juice")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Orange Goop", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>/* Willie - AI */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Milk")>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Sandwiches", "Apple Sauce", "Tomato Paste", "Animal Crackers", "Orange Goop", "Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Juice", "Apple Juice", "Fruit Smoothie", "Baby Formula", "Prune Juice", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5 && $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Strained Prunes", "Prune Juice")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3 && $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 5>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Vibe")>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Orange Goop", "Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 5>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Castor Oil")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Orange Goop")>><</if>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Milk")>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment >= 3>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Prune Juice")>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.concat("Strained Prunes")>><</if>><<set _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.delete("Orange Juice", "Apple Sauce")>><</if>><</if>>/* The Selection Code */<<set _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice = _diaperRacingOpponentChoices.random()>><<if _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Vibe">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Vibe]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Sandwiches">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Sandwiches]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Apple Sauce">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Apple Sauce]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Tomato Paste">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Tomato Paste]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Animal Crackers">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Animal Crackers]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Orange Goop">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Goop]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Strained Prunes">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Strained Prunes]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Milk">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Milk]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Orange Juice">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Orange Juice]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Apple Juice">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Apple Juice]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Fruit Smoothie">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Fruit Smoothie]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Baby Formula">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Baby Formula]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Prune Juice">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Prune Juice]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Castor Oil">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Castor Oil]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Cum Bottle">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Cum Bottle]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Iced Tea">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Iced Tea]]>>/* Personal Opponent Scenes */<<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Kristen Vibe Cheat">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Kristen Vibe Cheat]]>> <<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Kristen Feed Cheat">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Kristen Feed Cheat]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Hannah Vibe Punishment">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Hannah Vibe Punishment]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Hannah Feed Punishment">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Hannah Feed Punishment]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Allie Cum Party">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Allie Cum Feeding]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Agnes Feeding Cheat">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Agnes Feed Player Cheat]]>><<elseif _diaperRacingOpponentSelectedChoice == "Daisy Tea Party">><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Daisy Tea Party]]>><</if>>

<<orgasm>><<set $timesMasturbated += 1>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Your focus shifting to Malus, you watch as he <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>pulls a grumpy looking frown, nodding to himself before making his selection<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>takes a while to make a decision, a slightly pouty frown on his face. Nodding to himself uncertainly, he makes his selection<<else>>with a big smile dreamily makes his choice, seemingly at random<</if>>. From where you sit, you can’t see exactly what he’s picked, but it seems to have excited both the crowd and Cindy standing beside you alike.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Your focus shifting to Aurora, you watch as she <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>pulls a small frown, nodding to herself before making her selection<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>takes a while to make a decision. Nodding to herself uncertainly, she makes her selection<<else>>with a hesitant expression makes her selection<</if>>. From where you sit, you can’t see exactly what she’s picked, but it seems to have excited both the crowd and Cindy standing beside you alike.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Your focus shifting to Daisy, you watch as she <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>pulls a small frown, nodding to herself before making her selection<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>takes a while to make a decision. Nodding to herself uncertainly, she makes her selection<<else>>with a hesitant expression makes her selection<</if>>. From where you sit, you can’t see exactly what she’s picked, but it seems to have excited both the crowd and Cindy standing beside you alike.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Your focus shifting to Katie, you watch as she <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>pulls a small frown, nodding to herself before making her selection<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>takes a while to make a decision. Nodding to herself uncertainly, she makes her selection<<else>>with a hesitant expression makes her selection<</if>>. From where you sit, you can’t see exactly what she’s picked, but it seems to have excited both the crowd and Cindy standing beside you alike.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Your focus shifting to Billy, you watch as he <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>pulls a small frown, nodding to himself before making his selection<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>takes a while to make a decision. Nodding to himself uncertainly, he makes his selection<<else>>with a hesitant expression makes his selection<</if>>. From where you sit, you can’t see exactly what he’s picked, but it seems to have excited both the crowd and Cindy standing beside you alike.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Your focus shifting to Hannah, you watch as she <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>pulls a grumpy looking frown, grinning to herself sinisterly before making her selection<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>grumpily takes a while to make a decision. Grinning to herself smugly, she makes her selection<<else>>with a mischievous expression makes her selection<</if>>. From where you sit, you can’t see exactly what she’s picked, but it seems to have excited both the crowd and Cindy standing beside you alike.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Your focus shifting to Kristen, you watch as she <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>pulls a small frown, nodding to herself before making her selection<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>takes a while to make a decision. Nodding to herself uncertainly, she makes her selection<<else>>with a hesitant expression makes her selection<</if>>. From where you sit, you can’t see exactly what she’s picked, but it seems to have excited both the crowd and Cindy standing beside you alike.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Your focus shifting to Polly, you watch as she <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>pulls a small frown, nodding to herself before making her selection<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>takes a while to make a decision. Nodding to herself uncertainly, she makes her selection<<else>>with a hesitant expression makes her selection<</if>>. From where you sit, you can’t see exactly what she’s picked, but it seems to have excited both the crowd and Cindy standing beside you alike.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Your focus shifting to Jonathan, you watch as he <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>pulls a small frown, nodding to himself before making his selection<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>takes a while to make a decision. Nodding to himself uncertainly, he makes his selection<<else>>with a hesitant expression makes his selection<</if>>. From where you sit, you can’t see exactly what he’s picked, but it seems to have excited both the crowd and Cindy standing beside you alike.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Your focus shifting to Sherwin, you watch as she <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>pulls a grumpy looking frown, grinning to herself sinisterly before making her selection<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>grumpily takes a while to make a decision. Grinning to herself smugly, she makes her selection<<else>>with a mischievous expression makes her selection<</if>>. From where you sit, you can’t see exactly what she’s picked, but it seems to have excited both the crowd and Cindy standing beside you alike.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Your focus shifting to Allie, you watch as she <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>pulls a small frown, nodding to herself before making her selection<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>takes a while to make a decision. Nodding to herself uncertainly, she makes her selection<<else>>with a hesitant expression makes her selection<</if>>. From where you sit, you can’t see exactly what she’s picked, but it seems to have excited both the crowd and Cindy standing beside you alike.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Your focus shifting to Shawn, you watch as he <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>pulls a small frown, nodding to himself before making his selection<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>takes a while to make a decision. Nodding to himself uncertainly, he makes his selection<<else>>with a hesitant expression makes his selection<</if>>. From where you sit, you can’t see exactly what he’s picked, but it seems to have excited both the crowd and Cindy standing beside you alike.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Your focus shifting to Willie, you watch as he <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 5>>pulls a small frown, nodding to himself before making his selection<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>>takes a while to make a decision. Nodding to himself uncertainly, he makes his selection<<else>>with a hesitant expression makes his selection<</if>>. From where you sit, you can’t see exactly what he’s picked, but it seems to have excited both the crowd and Cindy standing beside you alike.<</if>> With a loud buzzing vibration beneath you, you realize exactly what <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>he’s<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>she’s<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>she’s<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>she’s<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>he’s<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>she’s<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>she’s<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>she’s<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>he’s<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>she’s<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>she’s<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>he’s<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>he’s<</if>> selected and why everyone is so hyped up. The entire padded base of the seat vibrating heavily beneath you, your entire weight pressed against it, you can’t help but let out an embarrassed yelping moan of surprise as a result of the surprise sensation. Within the confines of your $currentUnderwear, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and needy pussy<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>needy pussy<</if>> is bombarded with pleasure, forcing you into a sudden and uncontrollable orgasm, your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> flowing into the padded inside of your diaper. <<if $diaperRacingPlayerFood >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood = 0>>Sadly, cumming isn’t all you do. Pressed on from the strain of the orgasm, you lose control of your bowels, having no choice but to mess yourself. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Messing Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The smell is slightly disguised by the scent of your lust, but that foul undertone is not a pleasant addition. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing even more so than previously, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<<elseif $diaperRacingPlayerDrink >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink = 0>>Sadly, cumming isn’t all you do. Pressed on from the strain of the orgasm, you lose control of your bladder, having no choice but to wet yourself. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Wetting Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The urine smell is slightly disguised by the scent of your lust, but you can just about make out the smell of your piss over it as it floods into your diaper, embarassing you even further. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing even more so than previously, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<<else>> Thankfully, you manage to concentrate enough that, despite the additional pressure from your orgasm, you don’t accidentally make use of your diaper.<</if>> Standing to your side, you notice that Cindy is literally jumping with joy, heavily enjoying having watched you just orgasm in front of a large crowd from such a close proximity, glad to have been part of the moment.

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 40>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 0>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Malus has decided on the sandwiches this round. Aunt Agnes smiles with an evil glee in response to the choice. You watch as she posts sandwich after sandwich into his mouth, giving him little respite between the food. He seems to be relatively placid though, accepting the treatment with a smile.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the sandwiches this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she posts sandwich after sandwich into the tom-boy’s mouth, giving her only a little respite between the food. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the sandwiches without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the sandwiches this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she posts sandwich after sandwich into the bunny-girl’s mouth, giving her only a little respite between the food. Daisy does seem to be having a bit of tough time, the food rather much for her petite stomach, but doesn’t put up a fuss to being fed.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Katie has decided on the sandwiches this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she posts sandwich after sandwich into the very active little’s mouth, giving her only a little respite between the food. Katie seems to be enjoying them though, wolfing them down joyfully.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Billy has decided on the sandwiches this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she posts sandwich after sandwich into the assertive little’s mouth, giving him only a little respite between the food. Billy seems to be enjoying them though, wolfing them down joyfully.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah has decided on the sandwiches this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she posts sandwich after sandwich into the bratty girl’s mouth, giving her only a little respite between the food. Hannah instead complains the entire time, trying to resist eating them and saying that they look gross, even though it proves to ultimately be a futile attempt at resistance.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen has decided on the sandwiches this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she posts sandwich after sandwich into the diapered carer’s mouth, giving her only a little respite between the food. Kristen seems to accept it happening though, only seeming a little embarrassed about having to eat sandwiches.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Polly has decided on the sandwiches this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she posts sandwich after sandwich into the shy girl’s mouth, giving her only a little respite between the food. Polly seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the sandwiches without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Jonathan has decided on the sandwiches this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she posts sandwich after sandwich into the kingly little’s mouth, giving him only a little respite between the food. Jonathan seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the sandwiches without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Sherwin has decided on the sandwiches this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she posts sandwich after sandwich into the overly-sweet girl’s mouth, giving her only a little respite between the food. Sherwin seems to accept them with a cute giggle, playing up to the cameras and eating the sandwiches without issue.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the sandwiches this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she posts sandwich after sandwich into the furry sissy’s mouth, giving her only a little respite between the food. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the sandwiches without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Shawn has decided on the sandwiches this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she posts sandwich after sandwich into the athletic redhead’s mouth, giving him only a little respite between the food. Shawn seems to be glad to have the challenge, rapidly wolfing down the sandwiches without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Willie has decided on the sandwiches this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she posts sandwich after sandwich into the nervous brunette’s mouth, giving him only a little respite between the food. Willie seems to accept it happening though, only seeming a little embarrassed about having to eat sandwiches.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 40>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 0>><</if>> However, double-up rounds don't just affect you. Due to this being called as a double-up round Lucy brings out another tray of sandwiches to repeat the process, having her charge eat it once again. Thankfully this seems to have had even more of an impact on <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Katie, making her seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Billy, making him seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<</if>>.<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 10>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Malus has decided on the apple sauce this round. Aunt Agnes smiles with an evil glee in response to the choice. You watch as she roughly spoons the sweet mixture into his mouth, making sure to miss enough that he’s got a thin coating of apple goo on his cheeks. He seems to be relatively placid though, accepting the treatment with a smile, even giggling a few times at how yummy it is.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the apple sauce this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sweet mixture into the tom-boy’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets a thin coating of apple goo on her cheeks. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the apple sauce without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the apple sauce this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sweet mixture into the bunny-girl’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets a thin coating of apple goo on her cheeks. Daisy doesn’t seem to be having any issue with it, the apple sauce light enough not to be too filling.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Katie has decided on the apple sauce this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sweet mixture into the very active little’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets a thin coating of apple goo on her cheeks. Katie seems to be enjoying it though, wolfing it down joyfully.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Billy has decided on the apple sauce this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sweet mixture into the assertive little’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets a thin coating of apple goo on his cheeks. Billy seems to be enjoying it though, wolfing it down joyfully.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah has decided on the apple sauce this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sweet mixture into the bratty girl’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets a thin coating of apple goo on her cheeks. Hannah instead complains the entire time, trying to resist eating it and saying that it looks lumpy and gross, even though it proves to ultimately be a futile attempt at resistance.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen has decided on the apple sauce this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sweet mixture into the diapered carer’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets a thin coating of apple goo on her cheeks. Kristen seems to accept it happening though, only seeming a little embarrassed about having to eat apple sauce.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Polly has decided on the apple sauce this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sweet mixture into the shy girl’s mouth just so happening to miss enough that she gets a thin coating of apple goo on her cheeks. Polly seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the apple sauce without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Jonathan has decided on the apple sauce this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sweet mixture into the kingly little’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets a thin coating of apple goo on his cheeks. Jonathan seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the apple sauce without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Sherwin has decided on the apple sauce this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sweet mixture into the overly-sweet girl’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets a thin coating of apple goo on her cheeks. Sherwin seems to accept it with a cute giggle, playing up to the cameras and eating the apple sauce without issue.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the apple sauce this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sweet mixture into the furry sissy’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets a thin coating of apple goo on her cheeks. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the apple sauce without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Shawn has decided on the apple sauce this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice You watch as she spoons the sweet mixture into the athletic redhead’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets a thin coating of apple goo on his cheeks. Shawn seems to be glad to have the challenge, rapidly wolfing down the apple sauce without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Willie has decided on the apple sauce this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sweet mixture into the nervous brunette’s mouth just so happening to miss enough that she gets a thin coating of apple goo on his cheeks. Willie seems to accept it happening though, only seeming a little embarrassed about having to eat apple sauce.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 10>><</if>> However, double-up rounds don't just affect you. Due to this being called as a double-up round Lucy brings out another tray of apple sauce to repeat the process, having her charge eat it once again. Thankfully this seems to have had even more of an impact on <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Katie, making her seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Billy, making him seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<</if>>.<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Malus has decided on the tomato paste this round. Aunt Agnes smiles with an evil glee in response to the choice. You watch as she roughly spoons the salty mixture into his mouth, making sure to miss enough that he’s got splotches of the red sauce across his cheeks. He seems to be relatively placid though, accepting the treatment with a smile, even giggling a few times at how yummy it is.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the tomato paste this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the salty mixture into the tom-boy’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets splotches of the red sauce across her cheeks. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the tomato paste without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the tomato paste this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the salty mixture into the bunny-girl’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets splotches of the red sauce across her cheeks. Daisy doesn’t seem to be having any issue with it, the tomato paste light enough not to be too filling.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Katie has decided on the tomato paste this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the salty mixture into the very active little’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets splotches of the red sauce across her cheeks. Katie seems to be enjoying it though, wolfing it down joyfully.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Billy has decided on the tomato paste this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the salty mixture into the assertive little’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets splotches of the red sauce across his cheeks. Billy seems to be enjoying it though, wolfing it down joyfully.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah has decided on the tomato paste this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the salty mixture into the bratty girl’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets splotches of the red sauce across her cheeks. Hannah instead complains the entire time, trying to resist eating it and saying that it looks lumpy and gross, even though it proves to ultimately be a futile attempt at resistance.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen has decided on the tomato paste this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the salty mixture into the diapered carer’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets splotches of the red sauce across her cheeks. Kristen seems to accept it happening though, only seeming kind of embarrassed about having to eat tomato paste.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Polly has decided on the tomato paste this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the salty mixture into the shy girl’s mouth just so happening to miss enough that she gets splotches of the red sauce across her cheeks. Polly seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the tomato paste without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Jonathan has decided on the tomato paste this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the salty mixture into the kingly little’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets splotches of the red sauce across his cheeks. Jonathan seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the tomato paste without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Sherwin has decided on the tomato paste this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the salty mixture into the overly-sweet girl’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets splotches of the red sauce across her cheeks. Sherwin seems to accept it with a cute giggle, playing up to the cameras and eating the tomato paste without issue.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the tomato paste this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the salty mixture into the furry sissy’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets splotches of the red sauce across her cheeks. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the tomato paste without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Shawn has decided on the tomato paste this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice You watch as she spoons the salty mixture into the athletic redhead’s mouth, just so happening to miss enough that she gets splotches of the red sauce across his cheeks. Shawn seems to be glad to have the challenge, rapidly wolfing down the tomato paste without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Willie has decided on the tomato paste this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the salty mixture into the nervous brunette’s mouth just so happening to miss enough that she gets splotches of the red sauce across his cheeks. Willie seems to accept it happening though, only seeming kind of embarrassed about having to eat tomato paste.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 5>><</if>> However, double-up rounds don't just affect you. Due to this being called as a double-up round Lucy brings out another tray of tomato paste to repeat the process, having her charge eat it once again. Thankfully this seems to have had even more of an impact on <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Katie, making her seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Billy, making him seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<</if>>.<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 0>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Malus has decided on the animal crackers this round. Aunt Agnes smiles with an evil glee in response to the choice. You watch as she roughly pushes the sweet treats into his mouth, occasionally pulling them back in a taunting manner. He seems to be relatively placid though, accepting the treatment with a smile, even giggling a few times at how yummy it is, his lip quivering when she tries to take them away in persuasive enough a manner that she lets him have them all.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the animal crackers this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sweet treats into the tom-boy’s mouth, posting cracker after cracker in quick succession into her mouth. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the animal crackers without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the animal crackers this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sweet treats into the bunny-girl’s mouth, posting cracker after cracker in quick succession into her mouth. Daisy does though seem to have a little trouble swallowing the animal crackers down, the snack quite filling for her petite stomach.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Katie has decided on the animal crackers this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sweet treats into the very active little’s mouth, posting cracker after cracker in quick succession into her mouth. Katie seems to be enjoying them though, wolfing it down joyfully.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Billy has decided on the animal crackers this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sweet treats into the assertive little’s mouth, posting cracker after cracker in quick succession into his mouth. Billy seems to be enjoying them though, wolfing it down joyfully.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah has decided on the animal crackers this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sweet treats into the bratty girl’s mouth, posting cracker after cracker in quick succession into her mouth. Hannah instead complains the entire time, trying to resist eating it and saying that it looks lumpy and gross, even though it proves to ultimately be a futile attempt at resistance.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen has decided on the animal crackers this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sweet treats into the diapered carer’s mouth, posting cracker after cracker in quick succession into her mouth. Kristen seems to accept it happening though, only seeming a little embarrassed about having to eat animal crackers.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Polly has decided on the animal crackers this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sweet treats into the shy girl’s mouth posting cracker after cracker in quick succession into her mouth. Polly seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the animal crackers without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Jonathan has decided on the animal crackers this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sweet treats into the kingly little’s mouth, posting cracker after cracker in quick succession into his mouth. Jonathan seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the animal crackers without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Sherwin has decided on the animal crackers this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sweet treats into the overly-sweet girl’s mouth, posting cracker after cracker in quick succession into her mouth. Sherwin seems to accept it with a cute giggle, playing up to the cameras and eating the animal crackers without issue.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the animal crackers this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sweet treats into the furry sissy’s mouth, posting cracker after cracker in quick succession into her mouth. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the animal crackers without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Shawn has decided on the animal crackers this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice You watch as she pushes the sweet treats into the athletic redhead’s mouth, posting cracker after cracker in quick succession into his mouth. Shawn seems to be glad to have the challenge, rapidly wolfing down the animal crackers without complaint.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Willie has decided on the animal crackers this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sweet treats into the nervous brunette’s mouth posting cracker after cracker in quick succession into his mouth. Willie seems to accept it happening though, only seeming a little embarrassed about having to eat animal crackers.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 0>><</if>> However, double-up rounds don't just affect you. Due to this being called as a double-up round Lucy brings out another tray of animal crackers to repeat the process, having her charge eat it once again. Thankfully this seems to have had even more of an impact on <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Katie, making her seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Billy, making him seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<</if>>.<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 50>><</if>><<set _agnesCheatsChance = random(1,2)>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0 && _agnesCheatsChance == 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentCheats += 1>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood -= 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink -= 50>><</if>>As Malus’s selection of the, "Orange Goop", option flashes on the screen, you see his carer Agnes scowl. However, behind that scowl a glint of something else flashes in her eye. Retrieving the tray with the bowl of lumpy and unpalate-able orange goop on it, Agnes picks it up and practically throws the contents over the diminutive little making a huge mess of him, the chair, and the surrounding stage in the process. It certainly seems unfair, yet, neither gameshow host nor Cindy seem to have any particular reaction. Indeed, even when she puts the bowl back down, grinning to herself as if she doesn’t need to do anything else, nobody seems to call her out on it. As the crowd looks on in a mix of bewilderment and knowing amusement, Charles the gameshow host shrugs. Speaking to the audience, he explains with a laugh, "Oh well, sometimes slip-ups happen, guess we’ll have to say that Malus manages to get out of having to eat the orange goop this time. Well let’s continue on with the show folks". Smiling and nodding agreeably, the Amazonian carer looks extremely pleased with herself, taking the opportunity to taunt and tease Malus in his messy confusion. At the same a couple of people in janitors overalls dart out, quickly cleaning everything up, returning the stage, the chair, and Malus back to normal.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9 && $diaperRacingOpponentAnger < 3>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood -= 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink -= 50>><</if>>Glancing to your side you notice that Sherwin seems quite frustrated about the options she has to choose between. Eventually though she has to make a choice whether she wants to or not. As her, "Orange Goop", selection flashes on the screen, you see Sherwin look briefly furious before her customary sweet smile comes back. Looking to the audience with big wide eyes and a sad pout, the adorable brunette announces in an overly charming voice, "Do you really want me to eat that yucky goop?", tears appearing in the corners of her eyes, though whether they are genuine is another matter. As the crowd begins to boo, Charles the gameshow host gestures for everyone to calm down. Speaking to the audience, he explains nervously, "Of course we don’t want to make our sweet diapered idol Sherwin eat anything she doesn’t want to, so this time we’re going to let it slide. Isn’t she just the best? Let’s give a round of applause for that cutie we all love to love". The audience almost immediately flipping around to now cheering as Sherwin grins at them all happily, blowing a few kisses at them to. Whilst it’s annoying that she got away with not having to eat, you get the impression that her decision is also making her slowly lose her cool, meaning she’ll not be able to keep up the sweet demeanour forever.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Malus has decided on the orange goop this round. Aunt Agnes giggling evily, you watch as she roughly spoons the chunky mess into his mouth, pushing it into his mouth despite his obvious dislike of the gross sludge. He seems to be pretty unhappy about his choice, but he accepts the treatment without too much complaint, only offering a slight pouty sulk. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the orange goop this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the chunky mess into the tom-boy’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth despite her obvious dislike of the gross sludge. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, eating the orange goop without complaint but pulling a face whilst she does. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the orange goop this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the chunky mess into the bunny-girl’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth despite her obvious dislike of the gross sludge. Daisy does though seem to have a little trouble swallowing the orange goop down, the snack quite filling for her petite stomach. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Katie has decided on the orange goop this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the chunky mess into the very active little’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth despite her obvious dislike of the gross sludge. Katie seems not to be enjoying it though, wolfing it down with a scowl. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Billy has decided on the orange goop this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the chunky mess into the assertive little’s mouth, shovelling it into his mouth despite his obvious dislike of the gross sludge. Billy seems not to be enjoying it though, wolfing it down with a scowl. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah has decided on the orange goop this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the chunky mess into the bratty girl’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth despite her obvious dislike of the gross sludge. Hannah instead complains the entire time, trying to resist eating it and saying that it looks lumpy and gross, even though it proves to ultimately be a futile attempt at resistance. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen has decided on the orange goop this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the chunky mess into the diapered carer’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth despite her obvious dislike of the gross sludge. Kristen seems to accept it happening though, looking pretty embarrassed about having to eat orange goop. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Polly has decided on the orange goop this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the chunky mess into the shy girl’s mouth shovelling it into her mouth despite her obvious dislike of the gross sludge. Polly seems to be relatively relaxed still though, eating the orange goop without complaint but pulling a face whilst she does. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Jonathan has decided on the orange goop this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the chunky mess into the kingly little’s mouth, shovelling it into his mouth despite his obvious dislike of the gross sludge. Jonathan seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the orange goop without complaint but pulling a face whilst he does. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Sherwin has decided on the orange goop this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the chunky mess into the overly-sweet girl’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth despite her obvious dislike of the gross sludge. Sherwin seems to accept it with a cute giggle, playing up to the cameras and eating the orange goop without issue, though her expression appears more fake and forced doing so. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the orange goop this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the chunky mess into the furry sissy’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth despite her obvious dislike of the gross sludge. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, eating the orange goop without complaint but pulling a face whilst she does. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Shawn has decided on the orange goop this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice You watch as she spoons the chunky mess into the athletic redhead’s mouth, shovelling it into his mouth despite his obvious dislike of the gross sludge. Shawn seems to be glad to have the challenge, rapidly wolfing down the orange goop without complaint. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Willie has decided on the orange goop this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the chunky mess into the nervous brunette’s mouth shovelling it into his mouth despite his obvious dislike of the gross sludge. Willie seems to accept it happening though looking pretty embarrassed about having to eat orange goop. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 50>><</if>> However, double-up rounds don't just affect you. Due to this being called as a double-up round Lucy brings out another bowl of orange goop to repeat the process, having her charge eat it once again. Thankfully this seems to have had even more of an impact on <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Katie, making her seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Billy, making him seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<</if>>.<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 40>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 9 && $diaperRacingOpponentAnger < 3>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood -= 40>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink -= 20>><</if>>Glancing to your side you notice that Sherwin seems quite frustrated about the options she has to choose between. Eventually though she has to make a choice whether she wants to or not. As her, "Strained Prunes", selection flashes on the screen, you see Sherwin look briefly furious before her customary sweet smile comes back. Looking to the audience with big wide eyes and a sad pout, the adorable brunette announces in an overly charming voice, "Do you really want me to eat that yucky lumpy stuff?", tears appearing in the corners of her eyes, though whether they are genuine is another matter. As the crowd begins to boo, Charles the gameshow host gestures for everyone to calm down. Speaking to the audience, he explains nervously, "Of course we don’t want to make our sweet diapered idol Sherwin eat anything she doesn’t want to, so this time we’re going to let it slide. Isn’t she just the best? Let’s give a round of applause for that cutie we all love to love". The audience almost immediately flipping around to now cheering as Sherwin grins at them all happily, blowing a few kisses at them to. Whilst it’s annoying that she got away with not having to eat, you get the impression that her decision is also making her slowly lose her cool, meaning she’ll not be able to keep up the sweet demeanour forever.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Malus has decided on the strained prunes this round. Aunt Agnes giggling evily, you watch as she roughly spoons the sloppy prunes into his mouth, pushing them into his mouth quickly and without reprieve. Thankfully, he seems to be pretty happy about his choice, accepting her treatment without complaint, in fact giggling happily at their yummy taste. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the strained prunes this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sloppy prunes into the tom-boy’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth without reprieve. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, eating the strained prunes without complaint but pulling a face whilst she does. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the strained prunes this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sloppy prunes into the bunny-girl’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth without reprieve. Daisy does though seem to have a little trouble swallowing the strained prunes down, the snack quite filling for her petite stomach. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Katie has decided on the strained prunes this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sloppy prunes into the very active little’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth without reprieve. Katie seems not to be enjoying it though, wolfing it down with a scowl. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Billy has decided on the strained prunes this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sloppy prunes into the assertive little’s mouth, shovelling it into his mouth without reprieve. Billy seems not to be enjoying it though, wolfing it down with a scowl. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah has decided on the strained prunes this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sloppy prunes into the bratty girl’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth without reprieve. Hannah instead complains the entire time, trying to resist eating it and saying that it looks lumpy and gross, even though it proves to ultimately be a futile attempt at resistance. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen has decided on the strained prunes this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sloppy prunes into the diapered carer’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth without reprieve. Kristen seems to accept it happening though, looking pretty embarrassed about having to eat strained prunes. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Polly has decided on the strained prunes this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sloppy prunes into the shy girl’s mouth shovelling it into her mouth without reprieve. Polly seems to be relatively relaxed still though, eating the strained prunes without complaint but pulling a face whilst she does. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Jonathan has decided on the strained prunes this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sloppy prunes into the kingly little’s mouth, shovelling it into his mouth without reprieve. Jonathan seems to be relatively relaxed though, eating the strained prunes without complaint but pulling a face whilst he does. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Sherwin has decided on the strained prunes this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sloppy prunes into the overly-sweet girl’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth without reprieve. Sherwin seems to accept it with a cute giggle, playing up to the cameras and eating the strained prunes without issue, though her expression appears more fake and forced doing so. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the strained prunes this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sloppy prunes into the furry sissy’s mouth, shovelling it into her mouth without reprieve. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, eating the strained prunes without complaint but pulling a face whilst she does. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Shawn has decided on the strained prunes this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice You watch as she spoons the sloppy prunes into the athletic redhead’s mouth, shovelling it into his mouth without reprieve. Shawn seems to be glad to have the challenge, rapidly wolfing down the strained prunes without complaint. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Willie has decided on the strained prunes this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she spoons the sloppy prunes into the nervous brunette’s mouth shovelling it into his mouth without reprieve. Willie seems to accept it happening though looking pretty embarrassed about having to eat strained prunes. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he eats it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 40>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 20>><</if>> However, double-up rounds don't just affect you. Due to this being called as a double-up round Lucy brings out another bowl of strained prunes to repeat the process, having her charge eat it once again. Thankfully this seems to have had even more of an impact on <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Katie, making her seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Billy, making him seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<</if>>.<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Malus has decided on the milk this round. Aunt Agnes smiles with an evil glee in response to the choice. You watch as she roughly pushes the babies bottle of milk into his mouth, making sure to pull it out a few times, showering Malus in the creamy liquid. He seems to be relatively placid though, accepting the treatment with a smile, even giggling a few times at how yummy it is.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the milk this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of milk into the tom-boy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the milk without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the milk this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of milk into the bunny-girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Daisy doesn’t seem to have much trouble swallowing it down, the dedicated tea drinking gulping it down without issue. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Katie has decided on the milk this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of milk into the very active little’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Katie seems to be enjoying it though, gulping it down contentedly. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Billy has decided on the milk this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of milk into the assertive little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Billy seems to be enjoying it though, gulping it down contentedly. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah has decided on the milk this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of milk into the bratty girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Hannah instead complains the entire time, trying to resist drinking it and saying that it looks smelly and gross, even though it proves to ultimately be a futile attempt at resistance. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen has decided on the milk this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of milk into the diapered carer’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Kristen seems to accept it happening though, looking kind of embarrassed about having to drink milk. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Polly has decided on the milk this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of milk into the shy girl’s mouth tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Polly seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the milk without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Jonathan has decided on the milk this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of milk into the kingly little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Jonathan seems to be relatively relaxed though, drinking the milk without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Sherwin has decided on the milk this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of milk into the overly-sweet girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Sherwin seems to accept it with a cute giggle, playing up to the cameras and drinking the milk without issue. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the milk this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of milk into the furry sissy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the milk without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Shawn has decided on the milk this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of milk into the athletic redhead’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Shawn seems to be glad to have the challenge, rapidly gulping down the milk without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Willie has decided on the milk this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of milk into the nervous brunette’s mouth tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Willie seems to accept it happening though, looking kind of embarrassed about having to drink milk. <</if>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 20>><</if>> However, double-up rounds don't just affect you. Due to this being called as a double-up round Lucy brings out another bottle of milk to repeat the process, having her charge drink it once again. Thankfully this seems to have had even more of an impact on <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Katie, making her seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Billy, making him seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<</if>>.<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Malus has decided on the orange juice this round. Aunt Agnes smiles with an evil glee in response to the choice. You watch as she roughly pushes the sippy cup of orange juice into his mouth, making sure to pull it out a few times, showering Malus in the fruity liquid. He seems to be relatively placid though, accepting the treatment with a smile, even giggling a few times at how yummy it is.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the orange juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of orange juice into the tom-boy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the orange juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the orange juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of orange juice into the bunny-girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Daisy doesn’t seem to have much trouble swallowing it down, the dedicated tea drinking gulping it down without issue. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Katie has decided on the orange juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of orange juice into the very active little’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Katie seems to be enjoying it though, gulping it down contentedly. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Billy has decided on the orange juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of orange juice into the assertive little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Billy seems to be enjoying it though, gulping it down contentedly. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah has decided on the orange juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of orange juice into the bratty girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Hannah instead complains the entire time, trying to resist drinking it and saying that it looks lumpy and gross, even though it proves to ultimately be a futile attempt at resistance. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen has decided on the orange juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of orange juice into the diapered carer’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Kristen seems to accept it happening though, looking only a little embarrassed about having to drink orange juice. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Polly has decided on the orange juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of orange juice into the shy girl’s mouth tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Polly seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the orange juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Jonathan has decided on the orange juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of orange juice into the kingly little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Jonathan seems to be relatively relaxed though, drinking the orange juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Sherwin has decided on the orange juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of orange juice into the overly-sweet girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Sherwin seems to accept it with a cute giggle, playing up to the cameras and drinking the orange juice without issue. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the orange juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of orange juice into the furry sissy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the orange juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Shawn has decided on the orange juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of orange juice into the athletic redhead’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Shawn seems to be glad to have the challenge, rapidly gulping down the orange juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Willie has decided on the orange juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of orange juice into the nervous brunette’s mouth tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Willie seems to accept it happening though, looking only a little embarrassed about having to drink orange juice. <</if>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 30>><</if>> However, double-up rounds don't just affect you. Due to this being called as a double-up round Lucy brings out another sippy cup of orange juice to repeat the process, having her charge drink it once again. Thankfully this seems to have had even more of an impact on <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Katie, making her seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Billy, making him seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<</if>>.<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 25>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Malus has decided on the apple juice this round. Aunt Agnes smiles with an evil glee in response to the choice. You watch as she roughly pushes the sippy cup of apple juice into his mouth, making sure to pull it out a few times, showering Malus in the fruity liquid. He seems to be relatively placid though, accepting the treatment with a smile, even giggling a few times at how yummy it is.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the apple juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of apple juice into the tom-boy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the apple juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the apple juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of apple juice into the bunny-girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Daisy doesn’t seem to have much trouble swallowing it down, the dedicated tea drinking gulping it down without issue. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Katie has decided on the apple juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of apple juice into the very active little’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Katie seems to be enjoying it though, gulping it down contentedly. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Billy has decided on the apple juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of apple juice into the assertive little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Billy seems to be enjoying it though, gulping it down contentedly. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah has decided on the apple juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of apple juice into the bratty girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Hannah instead complains the entire time, trying to resist drinking it and saying that it looks lumpy and gross, even though it proves to ultimately be a futile attempt at resistance. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen has decided on the apple juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of apple juice into the diapered carer’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Kristen seems to accept it happening though, looking only a little embarrassed about having to drink apple juice. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Polly has decided on the apple juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of apple juice into the shy girl’s mouth tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Polly seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the apple juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Jonathan has decided on the apple juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of apple juice into the kingly little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Jonathan seems to be relatively relaxed though, drinking the apple juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Sherwin has decided on the apple juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of apple juice into the overly-sweet girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Sherwin seems to accept it with a cute giggle, playing up to the cameras and drinking the apple juice without issue. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the apple juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of apple juice into the furry sissy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the apple juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Shawn has decided on the apple juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of apple juice into the athletic redhead’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Shawn seems to be glad to have the challenge, rapidly gulping down the apple juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Willie has decided on the apple juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of apple juice into the nervous brunette’s mouth tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Willie seems to accept it happening though, looking only a little embarrassed about having to drink apple juice. <</if>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 25>><</if>> However, double-up rounds don't just affect you. Due to this being called as a double-up round Lucy brings out another sippy cup of apple juice to repeat the process, having her charge drink it once again. Thankfully this seems to have had even more of an impact on <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Katie, making her seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Billy, making him seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<</if>>.<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 15>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 25>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Malus has decided on the fruit smoothie juice this round. Aunt Agnes smiles with an evil glee in response to the choice. You watch as she roughly pushes the sippy cup of lumpy fruit juice into his mouth, making sure to pull it out a few times, showering Malus in the fruit sludge. He seems to be relatively placid though, accepting the treatment with a smile, even giggling a few times at how yummy it is.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the fruit smoothie juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of fruit smoothie juice into the tom-boy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the fruit smoothie juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the fruit smoothie juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of fruit smoothie juice into the bunny-girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Daisy doesn’t seem to have much trouble swallowing it down, the dedicated tea drinking gulping it down without issue. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Katie has decided on the fruit smoothie juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of fruit smoothie juice into the very active little’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Katie seems to be enjoying it though, gulping it down contentedly. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Billy has decided on the fruit smoothie juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of fruit smoothie juice into the assertive little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Billy seems to be enjoying it though, gulping it down contentedly. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah has decided on the fruit smoothie juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of fruit smoothie juice into the bratty girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Hannah instead complains the entire time, trying to resist drinking it and saying that it looks lumpy and gross, even though it proves to ultimately be a futile attempt at resistance. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen has decided on the fruit smoothie juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of fruit smoothie juice into the diapered carer’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Kristen seems to accept it happening though, looking only a little embarrassed about having to drink fruit smoothie juice. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Polly has decided on the fruit smoothie juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of fruit smoothie juice into the shy girl’s mouth tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Polly seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the fruit smoothie juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Jonathan has decided on the fruit smoothie juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of fruit smoothie juice into the kingly little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Jonathan seems to be relatively relaxed though, drinking the fruit smoothie juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Sherwin has decided on the fruit smoothie juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of fruit smoothie juice into the overly-sweet girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Sherwin seems to accept it with a cute giggle, playing up to the cameras and drinking the fruit smoothie juice without issue. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the fruit smoothie juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of fruit smoothie juice into the furry sissy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the fruit smoothie juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Shawn has decided on the fruit smoothie juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of fruit smoothie juice into the athletic redhead’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Shawn seems to be glad to have the challenge, rapidly gulping down the fruit smoothie juice without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Willie has decided on the fruit smoothie juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of fruit smoothie juice into the nervous brunette’s mouth tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Willie seems to accept it happening though, looking only a little embarrassed about having to drink fruit smoothie juice. <</if>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 15>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 25>><</if>> However, double-up rounds don't just affect you. Due to this being called as a double-up round Lucy brings out another sippy cup of fruit smoothie to repeat the process, having her charge drink it once again. Thankfully this seems to have had even more of an impact on <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Katie, making her seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Billy, making him seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<</if>>.<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Malus has decided on the baby formula this round. Aunt Agnes smiles with an evil glee in response to the choice. You watch as she roughly pushes the babies bottle of baby formula into his mouth, making sure to pull it out a few times, showering Malus in the creamy yet slightly gritty liquid. He seems to be relatively placid though, accepting the treatment with a smile, even giggling a few times at how yummy it is, though he pulls faces a few times like he doesn’t like it too much.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the baby formula this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of baby formula into the tom-boy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the baby formula without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the baby formula this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of baby formula into the bunny-girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Daisy doesn’t seem to have much trouble swallowing it down, the dedicated tea drinking gulping it down without issue. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Katie has decided on the baby formula this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of baby formula into the very active little’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Katie seems to be enjoying it though, gulping it down contentedly. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Billy has decided on the baby formula this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of baby formula into the assertive little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Billy seems to be enjoying it though, gulping it down contentedly. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah has decided on the baby formula this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of baby formula into the bratty girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Hannah instead complains the entire time, trying to resist drinking it and saying that it looks smelly and gross, even though it proves to ultimately be a futile attempt at resistance. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen has decided on the baby formula this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of baby formula into the diapered carer’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Kristen seems to accept it happening though, looking pretty embarrassed about having to drink baby formula. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Polly has decided on the baby formula this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of baby formula into the shy girl’s mouth tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Polly seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the baby formula without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Jonathan has decided on the baby formula this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of baby formula into the kingly little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Jonathan seems to be relatively relaxed though, drinking the baby formula without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Sherwin has decided on the baby formula this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of baby formula into the overly-sweet girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Sherwin seems to accept it with a cute giggle, playing up to the cameras and drinking the baby formula without issue. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the baby formula this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of baby formula into the furry sissy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the baby formula without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Shawn has decided on the baby formula this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of baby formula into the athletic redhead’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Shawn seems to be glad to have the challenge, rapidly gulping down the baby formula without complaint. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Willie has decided on the baby formula this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of baby formula into the nervous brunette’s mouth tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Willie seems to accept it happening though looking pretty embarrassed about having to drink baby formula.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 20>><</if>> However, double-up rounds don't just affect you. Due to this being called as a double-up round Lucy brings out another bottle of baby formula to repeat the process, having her charge drink it once again. Thankfully this seems to have had even more of an impact on <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Katie, making her seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Billy, making him seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<</if>>.<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 25>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 40>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 9 && $diaperRacingOpponentAnger < 3>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood -= 25>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink -= 40>><</if>>Glancing to your side you notice that Sherwin seems quite frustrated about the options she has to choose between. Eventually though she has to make a choice whether she wants to or not. As her, "Prune Juice", selection flashes on the screen, you see Sherwin look briefly furious before her customary sweet smile comes back. Looking to the audience with big wide eyes and a sad pout, the adorable brunette announces in an overly charming voice, "Do you really want me to drink that yucky stuff?", tears appearing in the corners of her eyes, though whether they are genuine is another matter. As the crowd begins to boo, Charles the gameshow host gestures for everyone to calm down. Speaking to the audience, he explains nervously, "Of course we don’t want to make our sweet diapered idol Sherwin drink anything she doesn’t want to, so this time we’re going to let it slide. Isn’t she just the best? Let’s give a round of applause for that cutie we all love to love". The audience almost immediately flipping around to now cheering as Sherwin grins at them all happily, blowing a few kisses at them to. Whilst it’s annoying that she got away with not having to drink, you get the impression that her decision is also making her slowly lose her cool, meaning she’ll not be able to keep up the sweet demeanour forever.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Malus has decided on the prune juice this round. Aunt Agnes giggling evily, you watch as she roughly pushes the sippy cup of prune juice into his mouth, making sure to pull it out a few times, showering Malus in the fruity liquid. He seems to be relatively placid though, accepting the treatment with a smile, even giggling a few times at how yummy it is. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the prune juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of prune juice into the tom-boy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the prune juice without complaint but pulling a face whilst she does. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the prune juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of prune juice into the bunny-girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Daisy doesn’t seem to have much trouble swallowing it down, the dedicated tea drinking gulping it down without issue. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Katie has decided on the prune juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of prune juice into the very active little’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Katie seems not to be enjoying it though, gulping it down with a scowl. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Billy has decided on the prune juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of prune juice into the assertive little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Billy seems not to be enjoying it though, gulping it down with a scowl. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah has decided on the prune juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of prune juice into the bratty girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Hannah instead complains the entire time, trying to resist drinking it and saying that it looks oily and gross, even though it proves to ultimately be a futile attempt at resistance. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen has decided on the prune juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of prune juice into the diapered carer’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Kristen seems to accept it happening though, looking pretty embarrassed about having to drink prune juice. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Polly has decided on the prune juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of prune juice into the shy girl’s mouth tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Polly seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the prune juice without complaint but pulling a face whilst she does. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Jonathan has decided on the prune juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of prune juice into the kingly little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Jonathan seems to be relatively relaxed though, drinking the prune juice without complaint but pulling a face whilst he does. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Sherwin has decided on the prune juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of prune juice into the overly-sweet girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Sherwin seems to accept it with a cute giggle, playing up to the cameras and drinking the prune juice without issue, though her expression appears more fake and forced doing so. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the prune juice this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of prune juice into the furry sissy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the prune juice without complaint but pulling a face whilst she does. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Shawn has decided on the prune juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of prune juice into the athletic redhead’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Shawn seems to be glad to have the challenge, rapidly gulping down the prune juice without complaint. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Willie has decided on the prune juice this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of prune juice into the nervous brunette’s mouth tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Willie seems to accept it happening though looking pretty embarrassed about having to drink prune juice. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 25>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 40>><</if>> However, double-up rounds don't just affect you. Due to this being called as a double-up round Lucy brings out another sippy cup of prune juice to repeat the process, having her charge drink it once again. Thankfully this seems to have had even more of an impact on <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Katie, making her seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Billy, making him seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<</if>>.<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 50>><</if>><<set _agnesCheatsChance = random(1,2)>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0 && _agnesCheatsChance == 1>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood -= 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink -= 50>><</if>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentCheats += 1>>As Malus’s selection of the, "Castor Oil", option flashes on the screen, you see his carer Agnes scowl. However, behind that scowl a glint of something else flashes in her eye. Retrieving the sippy cup of unpleasant castor oil, Agnes takes off the top and practically throws the contents over the diminutive little making a huge oily mess of him, the chair, and the surrounding stage in the process. It certainly seems unfair, yet, neither gameshow host nor Cindy seem to have any particular reaction. Indeed, even when she puts the sippy cup back down, grinning to herself as if she doesn’t need to do anything else, nobody seems to call her out on it. As the crowd looks on in a mix of bewilderment and knowing amusement, Charles the gameshow host shrugs. Speaking to the audience, he explains with a laugh, "Oh well, sometimes slip-ups happen, guess we’ll have to say that Malus manages to get out of having to drink the castor oil this time. Well let’s continue on with the show folks". Smiling and nodding agreeably, the Amazonian carer looks extremely pleased with herself, taking the opportunity to taunt and tease Malus in his messy confusion. At the same a couple of people in janitors overalls dart out, quickly cleaning everything up, returning the stage, the chair, and Malus back to normal.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9 && $diaperRacingOpponentAnger < 3>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood -= 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink -= 50>><</if>>Glancing to your side you notice that Sherwin seems quite frustrated about the options she has to choose between. Eventually though she has to make a choice whether she wants to or not. As her, "Castor Oil", selection flashes on the screen, you see Sherwin look briefly furious before her customary sweet smile comes back. Looking to the audience with big wide eyes and a sad pout, the adorable brunette announces in an overly charming voice, "Do you really want me to drink that yucky oily stuff?", tears appearing in the corners of her eyes, though whether they are genuine is another matter. As the crowd begins to boo, Charles the gameshow host gestures for everyone to calm down. Speaking to the audience, he explains nervously, "Of course we don’t want to make our sweet diapered idol Sherwin drink anything she doesn’t want to, so this time we’re going to let it slide. Isn’t she just the best? Let’s give a round of applause for that cutie we all love to love". The audience almost immediately flipping around to now cheering as Sherwin grins at them all happily, blowing a few kisses at them to. Whilst it’s annoying that she got away with not having to drink, you get the impression that her decision is also making her slowly lose her cool, meaning she’ll not be able to keep up the sweet demeanour forever.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Malus has decided on the castor oil this round. Aunt Agnes giggling evily, you watch as she roughly pushes the sippy cup of castor oil into his mouth, making sure to pull it out a few times, showering Malus in the oily liquid. He seems to really hate the stuff, putting up as much of a struggle as he can, even going to far as to letting some of it dribble out the side of his mouth to avoid it. Still, after a couple of stern looks from his Amazonian carer, he’s easily kowtowed, drinking it but with a significant pouty scowl on his face. Worse, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the castor oil this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of castor oil into the tom-boy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the castor oil without complaint but pulling a face whilst she does. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the castor oil this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of castor oil into the bunny-girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Daisy doesn’t seem to have much trouble swallowing it down, the dedicated tea drinking gulping it down without issue. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Katie has decided on the castor oil this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of castor oil into the very active little’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Katie seems not to be enjoying it though, gulping it down with a scowl. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Billy has decided on the castor oil this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of castor oil into the assertive little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Billy seems not to be enjoying it though, gulping it down with a scowl. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah has decided on the castor oil this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of castor oil into the bratty girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Hannah instead complains the entire time, trying to resist drinking it and saying that it looks oily and gross, even though it proves to ultimately be a futile attempt at resistance. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen has decided on the castor oil this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of castor oil into the diapered carer’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Kristen seems to accept it happening though, looking pretty embarrassed about having to drink castor oil. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Polly has decided on the castor oil this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of castor oil into the shy girl’s mouth tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Polly seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the castor oil without complaint but pulling a face whilst she does. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Jonathan has decided on the castor oil this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of castor oil into the kingly little’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Jonathan seems to be relatively relaxed though, drinking the castor oil without complaint but pulling a face whilst he does. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Sherwin has decided on the castor oil this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of castor oil into the overly-sweet girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Sherwin seems to accept it with a cute giggle, playing up to the cameras and drinking the castor oil without issue, though her expression appears more fake and forced doing so. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the castor oil this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of castor oil into the furry sissy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, drinking the castor oil without complaint but pulling a face whilst she does. You do, however, note that her stomach seems to loudly grumble when she drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with her.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Shawn has decided on the castor oil this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of castor oil into the athletic redhead’s mouth, tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Shawn seems to be glad to have the challenge, rapidly gulping down the castor oil without complaint. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Willie has decided on the castor oil this round. His helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of castor oil into the nervous brunette’s mouth tilting it up so that he has to drink it. Willie seems to accept it happening though looking pretty embarrassed about having to drink castor oil. You do, however, note that his stomach seems to loudly grumble when he drinks it, making you think that maybe it hasn’t gone down well with him.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingDoubleUpActive>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 50>><</if>> However, double-up rounds don't just affect you. Due to this being called as a double-up round Lucy brings out another sippy cup of castor oil to repeat the process, having her charge drink it once again. Thankfully this seems to have had even more of an impact on <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Katie, making her seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Billy, making him seem more bloated and uncomfortable than ever<</if>>.<</if>>

<<if $penis>><<set $breastSize = 0>><<set $femininity = -50>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 3>><<set $femininity = 50>><</if>><div align="center">Diaper Racing Opponent Selection</div> <div align="center"><table class="fetishTable"> <tr><th class="fetishTableFirst">Opponent</th><th class="fetishTableSecond">Description</th><th class="fetishTableThird">Select?</th></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Polly [Easy]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The shy red-headed Polly isn’t a particularly tough opponent. She doesn’t have any special rules when playing her, and her ability level is low. A perfect introduction to the game.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Polly|Diaper Racing Game Setup][$diaperRacingOpponent = 7]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Hannah [Easy]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The bratty brunette Hannah is another easy target. Her special rule sees her punished for misbehaviour, putting her at a serious disadvantage.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Hannah|Diaper Racing Game Setup][$diaperRacingOpponent = 5]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Kristen [Easy]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The clumsy yet friendly ex-employee of the nursery Kristen shouldn’t be too difficult an opponent. She has no special rules, though will sometimes face ‘mysterious’ disadvantages. She also has serious embarrassment issues which limit her skill level. </td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Kristen|Diaper Racing Game Setup][$diaperRacingOpponent = 6]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Willie [Easy]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The shy brunette male little Willie is one of the easiest opponents in the league. Having no special rules, poor general skills, and embarrassment issues, he should be easy to beat.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Willie|Diaper Racing Game Setup][$diaperRacingOpponent = 12]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Katie [Medium]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The energetic pigtailed blonde Katie is a reasonably difficult opponent. Her special rule sees her able to make both parties have to eat or drink double the normal amount for the round 3 times a game, and she has a medium skill level.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Katie|Diaper Racing Game Setup][$diaperRacingOpponent = 3]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Sherwin [Medium]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The exceedingly sweet diapered idol Sherwin is a pretty tough yet manageable opponent. Her special rule allows her not to face punishments as long as she remains friendly enough that the crowd are on her side, though she has only about medium diaper abilities.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Sherwin|Diaper Racing Game Setup][$diaperRacingOpponent = 9]] </td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Allie [Medium]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The furry sissy wolf-maid Allie is a somewhat difficult opponent. Her special rule sees her able to make both parties drink cum until they are full, Allie getting a boost to her happiness when this happens, otherwise she has an okay level of skill.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Allie|Diaper Racing Game Setup][$diaperRacingOpponent = 10]] </td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Billy [Medium]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The adventurous blonde Billy is a reasonably difficult opponent. His special rule sees him able to make both parties have to eat or drink double the normal amount for the round 3 times a game, and he has a medium skill level.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Billy|Diaper Racing Game Setup][$diaperRacingOpponent = 4]] </td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Aurora [Hard]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The relaxed <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry <</if>>tom-boy Aurora is one of the top contenders in the league. Her special rule sees it that every third round is a ‘bottle roulette’ round, where she and the player play the odds and face serious setbacks if they’re unlucky. Otherwise she has a high skill level and solid tactics.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Aurora|Diaper Racing Game Setup][$diaperRacingOpponent = 1]] </td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Daisy [Hard]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The friendly blonde pigtailed bunny-girl Daisy is one of the toughest opponents in the game. Her special ability allows her to call a tea party once per game, though what that means will remain a mystery until you face it. She also has extremely high diaper skills and smart tactics.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Daisy|Diaper Racing Game Setup][$diaperRacingOpponent = 2]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Shawn [Hard]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The athletic red-headed male little Shawn is well on his way to becoming a contender for the champion position. He has no special rule, though he has an exceptional level of diaper skill and tough tactics. His one disadvantage is that he gets worse at playing over time.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Shawn|Diaper Racing Game Setup][$diaperRacingOpponent = 11]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Jonathan [Hard]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The ‘King’ of the littles Jonathan is a tough opponent. His special rule allows him to ban one option a round, with players who break that rule facing a penalty. He also has a high skill level and solid tactics.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Jonathan|Diaper Racing Game Setup][$diaperRacingOpponent = 8]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Malus [Hard]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The diminuative elfin Malus is the current reigning champion of the league. He doesn’t have any special rules, nor does he have amazing tactics or levels of diaper skill. How he manages to win we don’t know, but things always ‘mysteriously’ seem to go his way. Note: Beating the champion only makes you the new champion in a specially arranged champion title match</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Malus|Diaper Racing Game Setup][$diaperRacingOpponent = 0]]</td></tr> </table></div>

<<if $diaperRacingRank == -1>><<set $diaperRacingRank = 0>><</if>><<set $actionAmountCurrent += 1>><<set $diaperRacingJob = false>>Telling Malus, "I’d like to give it a try", you watch as his face contorts into a look of worry and embarrassment. "Okay. Please wait here", the tiny elfin little responds shyly, before quickly shuffling off in the direction of the nursery entrance. You’re not left waiting for too long before you first spot the hulking form of his evil babysitter, moving along with a small gaggle of assorted individuals who are all wandering in your direction. <<if $metCindy>>Most of them have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot a single woman you recognize, the equally Amazonian Cindy who helped you out in your last visit. She’s slightly shorter, but still close to six-foot-tall in height, her platinum blonde hair done up in a complicated braid. The outfit, however, is what really stands out. Leaving little to the imagination, you can’t help but gawk at her skin-tight red sequin-encrusted leotard, the light catching on it in tantalizing ways as her breasts jiggle beneath the thin surface. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AgnesLarge.png]]</div> Coming to a halt just before you, the Malus’s imposing caretaker Aunt Agnes stares down at you, a gleeful sneer betraying her opinion of the upcoming competition. With one hand patting you condescendingly atop your head, she coos, "It’s like today’s my birthday, and you just got me a wonderful present. It’s great to see you again, I’m sure that’s exactly how my naughty little Malus is feeling too. He does love to use his diaper before an audience after all. This is like the gift that keeps on giving", taking a moment to compose herself slightly, she continues, "I asked my friend Cindy to help out again. She’s a real sweetheart, so if I hear you’ve acted up while she’s looking after you, then it won’t just be Malus who’s on the receiving end of my … affections. We’re going to head off to prepare, so you should probably do the same with Cindy. Just remember, be on your best behaviour or else". Taking hold of her charge’s minute hand, you watch on as she drags him away, gleefully taunting him as she goes. Of course, he meekly takes it as always, shaking his head a little at most. With them, the rest of the crew also leaves, mumbling to themselves about lighting, sound, and a host of other matters that go straight over your head. As they finally disappear through one of the far arches, you realize that you’ve been left alone with the tall blonde Cindy, who’s once more going to be your assistant. Smiling at you a dazzling smile, she giggles, "Yay! We get to play again, cutie. Hope you’ve been doing well since I last saw you. If it didn’t work the first time, after this time I’m sure you’ll be overwhelmed with the amount of support you get from the home audience, maybe even a few new mommy’s and daddy’s looking to adopt you as their special little play-thing", eyeing you up as she goes to see what she’s working with. While she teases you, much like you’ve seen Agnes treat her charge, you Cindy’s tone is a lot more playful rather than menacing, more as if she’s joking with you.<<else>><<set $metCindy = true>>Most of them have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot a single woman who looks very similar to the Amazonian carer. She’s slightly shorter, but still close to six-foot-tall in height, her platinum blonde hair done up in a complicated braid. The outfit, however, is what really stands out. Leaving little to the imagination, you can’t help but gawk at her skin-tight red sequin-encrusted leotard, the light catching on it in tantalizing ways as her breasts jiggle beneath the thin surface. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AgnesFull.png]]</div> Coming to a halt just before you, the imposing woman you’ve heard referred to as Aunt Agnes stares down at you, a gleeful sneer betraying her opinion of the upcoming competition. With one hand patting you condescendingly atop your head, she coos, "It’s like today’s my birthday, and you just got me a wonderful present. I’m sure that’s exactly how my naughty little Malus is feeling too, he does love to use his diaper before an audience after all. This is like the gift that keeps on giving", taking a moment to compose herself slightly, she continues, "This whole thing is slightly last minute, but I’ve managed to pull everything together, so we’ll all be getting to play out on the main stage in just a moment. Looked around a bit for you but couldn’t find anyone willing to claim you as their charge, so I asked my friend Cindy to help out. She’s a real sweetheart, and if I hear you’ve acted up while she’s looking after you, then it won’t just be Malus who’s on the receiving end of my … affections. We’re going to head off to prepare, so you should probably do the same with Cindy. Just remember, be on your best behaviour or else". Taking hold of her charge’s minute hand, you watch on as she drags him away, gleefully taunting him as she goes. Of course, he meekly takes it as always, shaking his head a little at most. With them, the rest of the crew also leaves, mumbling to themselves about lighting, sound, and a host of other matters that go straight over your head. As they finally disappear through one of the far arches, you realize that you’ve been left alone with the tall blonde Cindy, who apparently is going to be some sort of assistant for you today. Smiling at you a dazzling smile, she giggles, "I’m super looking forward to this, the game shows they run for the channel are always so much fun. You’ll probably have fun too, but it might get a little embarrassing first for you. Agnes asked me to help, so I’m going to be your assistant for the competition. We’re doing ‘Diaper Racing’ today, which is pretty simple really, and you don’t have to worry about me messing anything up as it all comes down to you, cutie. After this, I’m sure you’ll be overwhelmed with the amount of support you get from the home audience, maybe even a few new mommy’s and daddy’s looking to adopt you as their special little play-thing", eyeing you up as she goes to see what she’s working with. While she teases you, much like you’ve seen Agnes treat her charge, you notice that with Cindy her tone is a lot more playful rather than menacing, more as if she’s joking with you. "I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to do", you tell her, getting minorly worried yourself about your chances with the competition. Putting up her hand, she waves off your question quickly, disarming you with another cheery smile, "It’s not tough, and they’ll go through it with you when we get in there. You’ll do great, and if you mess up then I’m here to still make you look good. You’re in your diaper, so other than that there’s not much else to prepare. I think Agnes just likes to torment Malus a bit before the competition so that he tries harder. I’ve heard from other competitors that he just randomly mashes the buttons, so you’re in for a good chance. Though, I did hear that Agnes pays off the producers too from another friend, so maybe you’re not going to be lucky, hard to tell I guess. But, we should probably start heading over there before they get worried and think we’ve run off".<</if>> And, with that, she begins to usher you on forward to the large arch labelled, "Front Stage", so that you both can [[begin the preparations for Diaper Racing|Diaper Racing Game Setup]].

Working delivering drinks to tables for the bar, things have been pretty normal so far. Most of the clients flirt with you offering lots of compliments, which is fun, and the work is pretty easy, just putting trays of drinks down on tables. That’s when one of the girls tells you that the next table you’re being sent to contains a VIP guest, so you should do your best to please him, a knowing wink and a giggle accompanying her statement. Taking a full bottle of expensive vodka over to the directed table, you get your first look at the important guest and his group. Overall, they seem a rather pleasant group, a nice mix of expensively suited men, and elegantly dressed women. They certainly all look like they could be the VIP, but one of them really does stand out. Sitting near the back, wedged between two red-headed women in flowing gowns, the astonishingly handsome looking man has neon blue glowing eyes. From how perfect he looks, you get the feeling he’s spent a lot of money for some truly rare mods, approaching his appearance as an important social statement. Spotting you approaching, he offers you a flirty smile, gesturing you over so that you’d be standing behind him. Carefully taking the drinks tray from you, he charmingly says, "Hello Miss. Thank you for bringing our drinks over. I’m glad they sent someone so beautiful over to serve us today. I wonder if you’d like to join us for a little while, I hear that the staff here are allowed to stop their work if a guest asks them to. I’d certainly appreciate an opportunity to get to know you better". Accompanying his statement, he whispers in the ear of the girl to his left. Whatever he said you’re not sure, but she very quickly scoots down making room next to him, giving him a tender kiss on the cheek first. Giggling happily, you answer automatically, "Yes sir!", clambering over the booth to sit next to him. What happens next is a lot of fun talking, your partner is a wonderful conversationalist, and has some amazing stories of opulent parties to tell. You find yourself enraptured by his tales, literally on the edge of your seat in anticipation. "You’re very entertaining $firstName", he whispers flirtyly in your ear, "But, I was wondering if you’d maybe want to do something a little naughtier, and a lot more fun. No one’s looking now. If you were quick, then you could slip under the table and make my day for me. Those lovely lips of yours look built for play. Of course, I’m willing to repay the favour extensively", at which point he pulls his phone from his pocket, showing you an extremely generous tip ready for him to send to you. Thinking it over, you wonder whether you should do it or not. It probably would be fun, and the man obviously has some serious money, so you could get a big tip from him if you play things right. Plus, sucking him off under the table is out of the way enough that nobody would likely notice. If you wanted you could maybe even suggest something far racier than he’s currently looking for, from the look on his face you think that would put him in a great mood. Then again, you could turn down his offer, there’s no rule against that. Do you: <<if $bimbo > 0 && $sexualPreference != 1>>You’re so hot and excited the thought of, like, not agreeing feels like it’d be totally dumb and not fun. [[Accept|Club B Job Bimbo 2 Accept]] [[Volunteer for more|Club B Job Bimbo 2 Volunteer]]<<elseif $bimbo >0 && $sexualPreference == 1>>[[Decline|Club B Job Bimbo 2 Decline]] You’re not into men, which totally sucks as you’d love to do fun sexy time things with people if you had the chance.<<else>>[[Decline|Club B Job Bimbo 2 Decline]] <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>You’re not into men, so you don’t really feel up to accepting his offer<<else>>[[Accept|Club B Job Bimbo 2 Accept]] [[Volunteer for more|Club B Job Bimbo 2 Volunteer]]<</if>><</if>>

Deciding that you don’t really want to let the man do body shots off of you, you tell him politely, "Sorry sir, but I’m really busy right now. It was a nice offer though, and I’m sure that one of the other girls would be more than happy to accept it", smiling at him apologetically. Taking your hint, the older gentleman nods and smiles, "Well, I’m sorry to hear that, and if the situation ever changes, then I’d love to get to know you better. Until then, I’ll just take the alcohol and find someone else to play with. Hopefully I’ll see you around sweetheart". Taking the bottle of tequila, salt pot, and collection of limes, you watch him disappear to a nearby booth. Curious to what he has planned, you watch from afar as one of his companions strips before lying down upon the group's table. Over the next few minutes he drinks shots from her bellybutton, mouth, and even from the triangle created where her thighs press together above her shaved pussy. They all seem to be having a great time, and eventually some of the other girls take both of their places, the group drinking alcohol off of each other playfully for the rest of your shift. <<include [[Club B Job Bimbo End]]>>

Deciding to accept his offer, the idea of letting the older man do body shots off you <<if $bimboSkill > 0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>sounding totally awesome and fun!<<else>>sounding worth it, especially if he’s willing to give you a good tip.<</if>> Smiling at him, you cheerily reply, <<if $bimboSkill >0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>"Yay! Of course Sir! We can do lots of tasty body shots, and make sure you have an amazing visit to Club B! So, like, what do you need me to do?"<<else>>"Yes sir! We can do some body shots if you’d like. What do you want me to do?"<</if>>, positioning yourself into what you hope looks like a seductive pose, hoping to really impress your important client. Grinning victoriously, the mature gentleman nods, "Glad to hear sweetheart. I’m thinking I’ll have you up on the bar. After you’re nice and comfortable, then I’ll have one of my girls pour the tequila into your bellybutton, we’ll run the line of salt up between your boobs, and then you can hold the lime slice in your mouth. Just some good old-fashioned flirty fun". Putting the bottle of tequila to one side, you watch as he hands off the salt pot and collection of limes to one of his large entourage of giggling beauties. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Not wanting to get your $currentClothing stained, you slowly remove it, giving everyone a quick racy show as you do. <</if>>Ready as you’ll ever be, you clamber your way up onto the bar, slightly glad that you’ve only just finished wiping it down. Lying neatly across the surface of the bar counter, you watch as the girl who received the salt and limes begins to get them ready, gathering together a lime segment and a spoon full of salt. Carefully, she runs a trail of salt up your stomach and in between your <<checkBreast>> breasts, the tiny trickle barely perceptible. When she’s finally happy that she’s done the job good enough, she proceeds to take the lime segment and place it your mouth back-to-front, ready to be taken by her friend to finish off his shot. Taking a brief break to kiss you warmly on the cheek, she whispers calming words in your ears, telling you how enjoyable this all can be. Meanwhile, the VIP client has climbed his way up onto the bar too, now straddling your legs. Beaming down at you, he hands the bottle off to his friendly helper, the rest of his friends closing in around you. Confidently, he flashes you a reassuring wink as the girl begins to pour the cold liquor into the natural bowl of your navel, causing you to shiver a little at the sudden wet tingle. Not wasting any time, he bends down, slurping up the shot, his tongue swirling around your bellybutton to make sure he gets every last drop. It tickles, but it is kind of fun, the sensation quite pleasant. The tequila now imbibed, he moves onto running his wet pink tongue up your stomach, rapidly trying to dull the taste of the tequila with the salt. This time it tickles even more, so much so that you almost drop the lime segment from between your teeth as you let out a short giggle. Spurred on by your reaction, he bends forward even further, practically lying on top of you. Now face to face, you can see that he’s aroused by all of this, his sizable cock poking into your sensitive pussy lips, barely restrained by his trousers. Slipping on hand behind your head to better support you, he locks lips with you, skilfully taking the lime with his tongue. The action is both strangely sensual, and intimate, all at the same time, passionately making out with the man, restricted by the presence of the sour fruit. Pulling back, he takes out the lime. You expect that he’ll either get up for another shot at this point, or maybe call it a day, however, what he does catches you by surprise. Instead, he leans back forward, his warm moist tongue mingling with your own. Your cunt <<if $penis>>and cock by now are on fire with need<<else>>by now is on fire with need<</if>>, but the addition of tasting the combination of lime, salt and alcohol on him sends your lust even higher, causing you to buck needy-ly up against him, managing to grind your sensitive folds just a little. Amused he pulls back, but, sadly, he only does so to allow the setting up of another shot. Perhaps because he enjoys keeping you horny and flush, or perhaps because you didn’t agree to more, the older gentleman doesn’t go any further than making out with you. It’s certainly enjoyable, but your desperate need keeps causing you to moan out and buck about to no avail. Eventually, he needs to leave, telling you sweetly, "I need to head off sweetheart, but that was amazing! I think spending time with you might have actually made me ten years younger. You’re a keeper, and I hope the club understands how lucky they are to have you. I’ll have the tip added to your pay packet, you deserve it. I hope we can do this again sometime". Giving you a small kiss, the gentleman dismounts the bar, regrouping with his gaggle of cute girls. They soon after leave, the bar’s shift manger giving you ample opportunity to clean up in the workers changing room. Looking back at what happened, you’re glad that you took the man up on his offer, but the burning heat between your thighs could also have done with some looking after. Maybe after your shift you can deal with that, but for now you reluctantly realise you need to get back to work. <<include [[Club B Job Bimbo End]]>>

Working behind the bar doing some standard bartending, things have been pretty normal so far. Most of the clients flirt with you offering lots of compliments, which is fun, and the work is pretty easy, generally just handing out bottles of various brightly coloured alcohols. That’s when a flashing warning appears on one of the little screens under the bar that are meant to guide you in how to mix the drinks. Instead, this time its purpose seems to be alerting you that a priority guest has arrived in the bar. It doesn’t take long to identify exactly who the VIP client is, as beelining straight for your section of the bar is an older looking gentleman surrounded by attractive younger women. Whilst his hair is pure white in colour, and his face full of wrinkles, he seems surprisingly healthy, large muscles rippling beneath his suit. Eyeing you up appreciatively, a flirty hint to his voice, he asks charmingly, "Hey sweetheart. I came in looking for a particularly nice bottle of cherry brandy. But, seeing a beautiful thing like you on shift, my heart has different things in mind now. I’m thinking, instead, that I’d like a full bottle of top-shelf tequila, complete with salt and limes. Then maybe a moment of your time". Giggling happily, you answer automatically, "Yes sir!", digging around under the bar to find everything that he asked for. You wince slightly when you look at the value of the bottle he asked for, realizing that the single bottle could have afforded you an entire year of rent and food before you came to the facility, however, you figure it’ll probably give him a really good day. "Excellent!", he exclaims joyfully, "Now, I was wondering if you’d be up for a bit of fun? I was thinking that you’re a very pretty girl, so you might be willing to let a gentleman willing to pay the right price do some body shots off of you. I hear it’s very enjoyable for both parties. So, what do you say?". Thinking it over, you wonder whether you should do it or not. It probably would be fun, and the man obviously has some serious money, so you could get a big tip from him if you play things right. Plus, body shots are normally pretty tame from what you’ve seen, mostly comprising of having your chest licked a little before kissing the lime into his mouth. If you wanted you could maybe even suggest something far racier than he’s currently looking for, from the look on his face you think that would put him in a great mood. Then again, you could turn down his offer, there’s no rule against that. Do you: <<if $bimbo > 0 && $sexualPreference != 1>>You’re so hot and excited the thought of, like, not agreeing feels like it’d be totally dumb and not fun. [[Accept|Club B Job Bimbo 1 Accept]] [[Volunteer for more|Club B Job Bimbo 1 Volunteer]]<<elseif $bimbo >0 && $sexualPreference == 1>>[[Decline|Club B Job Bimbo 1 Decline]] You’re not into men, which totally sucks as you’d love to do fun sexy time things with people if you had the chance.<<else>>[[Decline|Club B Job Bimbo 1 Decline]] <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>You’re not into men, so you don’t really feel up to accepting his offer<<else>>[[Accept|Club B Job Bimbo 1 Accept]] [[Volunteer for more|Club B Job Bimbo 1 Volunteer]]<</if>><</if>>

Working dancing in the dance cages and on the dance floor, things have been pretty normal so far. Most of the clients flirt with you offering lots of compliments, which is exciting, and the work is pretty easy. Listening to all the upbeat pop music keeps you in a good mood, and there’s just something particularly exhilarating about being paid to dance and have fun. Eventually, you get cycled back into dancing in one of the more central cages, visible to pretty much every guest in the bar. Energetically shaking your <<checkBreast>> boobs and your <<checkAss>> ass, you can’t help but giggle along with the music. Some of the guests at this point are actually standing around your cage appreciatively, more interested in watching you dance than doing so themselves. Among them, one girl stands out. She’s gorgeous, with long expertly maintained platinum blonde hair. Her pastel blue dress sparkles in the light, and as you pay more attention to her, you get the strange feeling that it’s actually encrusted with diamonds, partly because of all the other expensive looking jewellery she wears. The look of lust-filled adoration painted across her face as she ogles you, makes you feel that she might have a big crush for you, a deep blush setting in when she notices you looking her way. Getting closer, she gestures you closer, which you oblige much to her delight. Whispering anxiously in your ear, she tells you, "You’re really pretty. I could watch you for hours. I know it’s probably a weird request, but can I dance with you in that cage? Maybe even make-out with you a bit too? It would make my week, and I’m willing to give you a major tip for it. Daddy is always happy to spoil me, and this would make me really happy". Thinking it over, you wonder whether you should do it or not. It probably would be fun, and the girl obviously has some serious money, so you could get a big tip from her if you play things right. Plus, making out with a cute rich girl wouldn’t be too bad, especially compared to everything else you’ve seen in the facility. If you wanted you could maybe even suggest something far racier than she’s currently looking for, from the look on her face you think that would put her in a great mood. Then again, you could turn down her offer, there’s no rule against that. Do you: <<if $bimbo > 0 && $sexualPreference != 2>>You’re so hot and excited the thought of, like, not agreeing feels like it’d be totally dumb and not fun. [[Accept|Club B Job Bimbo 3 Accept]] [[Volunteer for more|Club B Job Bimbo 3 Volunteer]]<<elseif $bimbo >0 && $sexualPreference == 2>>[[Decline|Club B Job Bimbo 3 Decline]] You’re not into women, which totally sucks as you’d love to do fun sexy time things with people if you had the chance.<<else>>[[Decline|Club B Job Bimbo 3 Decline]] <<if $sexualPreference == 2>>You’re not into women, so you don’t really feel up to accepting her offer<<else>>[[Accept|Club B Job Bimbo 3 Accept]] [[Volunteer for more|Club B Job Bimbo 3 Volunteer]]<</if>><</if>>

... As your shift finally starts coming to an end, you find yourself assigned to the bartending duty as they’re dealing with a particularly large rush of customers. Beginning to feel tired, as the late end of your shift comes you hope that you’ll get to sit down soon, even if the music is super great. Finally, your shift comes to an end, heralded by the familiar monotone voice of Alice, announcing your earnings. <<set $earnings = 200>><<if $currentClothing == "Club B Promo Girl Bikini">><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if (lastVisited("Club B Job Bimbo 1 Volunteer") is 0)||(lastVisited("Club B Job Bimbo 2 Volunteer") is 0)||(lastVisited("Club B Job Bimbo 3 Volunteer") is 0)>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if (lastVisited("Club B Job Bimbo 1 Accept") is 0)||(lastVisited("Club B Job Bimbo 2 Accept") is 0)||(lastVisited("Club B Job Bimbo 3 Accept") is 0)>><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if $currentClothing != "Club B Promo Girl Bikini" && (setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 1 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 9)>><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 1>><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Promo Girl You worked a full shift as a promo girl: G.G.P + 200<<if $currentClothing == "Club B Promo Girl Bikini">> Bonus for wearing promotional outfit: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $currentClothing != "Club B Promo Girl Bikini" && (setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 1 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 9)>> Bonus for wearing sexy outfit (or no outfit at all) : G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 1>> Bonus for wearing sexy underwear (or no underwear at all : G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if (lastVisited("Club B Job Bimbo 1 Volunteer") is 0)||(lastVisited("Club B Job Bimbo 2 Volunteer") is 0)||(lastVisited("Club B Job Bimbo 3 Volunteer") is 0)>> Bonus for heavy sexual activity: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if (lastVisited("Club B Job Bimbo 1 Accept") is 0)||(lastVisited("Club B Job Bimbo 2 Accept") is 0)||(lastVisited("Club B Job Bimbo 3 Accept") is 0)>> Bonus for light sexual activity: G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily bimbo-ish style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly bimbo-ish style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you finish up the drink you’re mixing and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Selecting the middling level tests on the list, curious what sorts of effects they may have, you feel relatively confident that whatever happens probably can’t be too severe. Taking a seat on the dentists' style chair as directed to by Dr.Radcliff, you watch as he opens the cabinet, rummaging through it noisily. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/NakedLabTest.png]]</div> <</if>>Returning, he explains calmly, "Just a few serums to test on you. Very exciting stuff. Some should be inert, so you may not see much change. However, we have some intriguing studies into animal DNA amalgamation, along with some more extensive standard formulas among what we’re testing. Chances are, you’ll walk out of here at least mostly the same as you are now, though a richer than you started and you’ll have assisted in the advance of science too". Not giving you a chance to enquire, he <<print either("levels his hand in your direction, letting you see the ray-gun like device he’s holding. With a flash of bright light emanating from the end, you’re pretty sure that the testing has begun","quickly jabs you in the arm with a hypodermic gun, causing you to flinch at the stinging feeling. The look on his face hints he may be a tad regretful of his choice to be so direct", "pours a brightly coloured mixture from a beaker in his hand into your mouth. Coughing and spluttering a little from the sudden assault, you notice that the mysterious liquid actually tastes rather nice");>>. The test now administered, all you can do now is wait to see if anything happens. <<set $random = random(1,9)>><<if $random==1 && ($ears != 1 && $tail != 1)>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Medium Cat Traits]]>><<elseif $random==2 && ($ears != 3 && $tail != 3)>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Medium Bunny Traits]]>><<elseif $random==3 && $breastSize < 31>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Medium Breast Growth]]>><<elseif $random==4 && ($skinType !=1 || $skinType !=2)>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Medium Fur Growth]]>><<elseif $random==5 && $hairLength !=7>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Medium Hair Growth]]>><<elseif $random==6 && ($ears != 5 && $tail != 4)>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Medium Cow Traits]]>><<elseif $random==7 && $femininity != 100>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Medium Increase Femininity]]>><<elseif $random==8 && ($assSize != 5 && $thighSize != 3)>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Medium Max Butt]]>><<else>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Medium Nothing Happens]]>><</if>> At the end of your time, Dr.Radcliff signs off the form he’s been filling out throughout your tests and clips it further back within the confines of his clipboard. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Handing you back your clothes,<<else>>Everything complete,<</if>> he smiles effusively and tells you that you’ve done a great job today for science and that he’s extremely proud of you. As you leave, a familiar monotone voice chimes, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 400 G.G.P for assisting scientific research". Your job here complete, you <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you wonder if anything is going to happen at all. By the thirty minute mark, you still haven’t seen any results and Dr.Radcliff seems to be getting bored. Looking over at him, tapping his shoe and re-reading the clipboard for the twentieth time, you clear your throat. "Something should have happened by now if the serum was active. I thought that one should have been active, but maybe you have some sort of natural resistance. Oh well, I guess we still got to do some research. I suppose we can just have a sit down until then, maybe chat a bit", he responds, once again more to himself than directed at you. So, in the end nothing happens. Instead you and Dr.Radcliff spend the next couple of hours making small talk. There are certainly worse ways you could be making money, you think to yourself during a lull in the conversation.

Selecting the highest level of tests on the list, curious what sort of massive change they may cause, you feel an apprehensive bubble of worry in your gut, the concern only slightly tapered by the realization that they’re unlikely to let anything too horrid happen to you as they intend to auction you off. Taking a seat on the dentists' style chair as directed to by Dr.Radcliff, you watch as he opens the cabinet, rummaging through it noisily. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/NakedLabTest.png]]</div> <</if>>Returning, he explains calmly, "Just a single serum to test on you. Very exciting stuff. We very rarely get anyone willing to give our most interesting and experimental work a chance, so I have to admit I’m extremely happy with your choice today. I can’t say exactly what effect you’ll see, as I’ve picked the sample randomly to ensure the test is properly valid, however, what I can say is that all of the formulas of this classification are immensely potent, leading to full body changes and sometimes even influencing the subject’s personality. Chances are, you’ll walk out of here significantly different to how you are now, though also much richer than you started and you’ll have greatly assisted in the advance of science too". Not giving you a chance to enquire, he <<print either("levels his hand in your direction, letting you see the ray-gun like device he’s holding. With a flash of bright light emanating from the end, you’re pretty sure that the testing has begun","quickly jabs you in the arm with a hypodermic gun, causing you to flinch at the stinging feeling. The look on his face hints he may be a tad regretful of his choice to be so direct", "pours a brightly coloured mixture from a beaker in his hand into your mouth. Coughing and spluttering a little from the sudden assault, you notice that the mysterious liquid actually tastes rather nice");>>. The test now administered, all you can do now is wait to see if anything happens. <<set $random = random(1,10)>><<if $random==1>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Extreme Bimbo]]>><<elseif $random==2>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Extreme Cat Girl]]>><<elseif $random==3>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Extreme Bunny Girl]]>><<elseif $random==4>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Extreme Cow Girl]]>><<elseif $random==5>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Extreme Robot]]>><<elseif $random==6>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Extreme Demon]]>><<elseif $random==7>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Extreme Dragon]]>><<elseif $random==8>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Extreme Cute Red]]>><<elseif $random==9>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Extreme Big Brunette]]>><<elseif $random==10>><<include [[Lab Testing Job Extreme Nothing Happens]]>><</if>> At the end of your time, Dr.Radcliff signs off the form he’s been filling out throughout your tests and clips it further back within the confines of his clipboard. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Handing you back your clothes,<<else>>Everything complete,<</if>> he smiles effusively practically hopping on the spot in excitement and tells you that you’ve done a wonderful job today for science and that he couldn’t be any prouder of you, going so far to suggest you come and visit him in his lab at some point socially. As you leave, a familiar monotone voice chimes, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 600 G.G.P for assisting scientific research". Your job here complete, you <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

You sit nervously fidgeting, nothing else to do but worry about what horribly extensive change is going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by though, you begin to wonder if anything is going to happen at all. By the thirty minute mark, you still haven’t seen any results and Dr.Radcliff seems to be getting anxious. Looking over at him, tapping his shoe and re-reading the clipboard for the twentieth time, you clear your throat. "Something should have happened by now if the serum was active. That one should have been active, the only thing I can think of is that someone has sabotaged my work. Though, maybe you have some sort of natural resistance. Oh well, I guess there's nothing we can do about that now, we still got to do some research. I suppose we can just have a sit down until then, maybe chat a bit", he responds, once again more to himself than directed at you. So, in the end nothing happens. Instead you and Dr.Radcliff spend the next couple of hours making small talk. There are certainly worse ways you could be making money, you think to yourself during a lull in the conversation.

Accepting to do some of the special promo-girl work for Club B, you notice the gleeful and suggestive grin plastered across Tony B’s face as he eyes you up with a great deal of obvious lust. Turning you over to the current shift manager with a lengthy ‘good luck’ grope of your <<checkAss>> ass, you’re left with the giggly blonde who joyfully drags you off towards the staff changing room, pulling a few of the other promo girls with her. The gaggle of merry bimbos surrounding you, they shower you with praise as they run their hands over you, making suggestive comments about how enjoyable body-painting you is going to be. While the shift manager gathers the required paints and sprayers, you’re subject to a very thorough inspection, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>the other club workers divesting you of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear in a frenzy, allowing them to ogle you unabated<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>the other club workers divesting you of your $currentClothing in a frenzy, allowing them to ogle you unabated<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>the other club workers divesting you of your $currentUnderwear in a frenzy, allowing them to ogle you unabated<<else>>the other club workers being extremely appreciative of your complete lack of clothing, allowing them to ogle you unabated<</if>>. Returning, supplies in hand, the slightly less ditzy looking shift boss begins directing the others on how to prepare you, describing to them a design a lot like the standard promo-girl bikini’s, albeit painted upon you. It takes a little while to get done properly, painting your prodigious <<checkBreast>> boobs, and delicate feminine curves with precise movements. Their task complete, the bimbos gasp in awe at your hot body, clearly in awe of your sexy paint-job. Meanwhile, the manager is more concerned with figuring out what you’ll be working on today, offering you a long list of fun tasks to take up your time. Of course, in the end she suggests that it’ll probably be best to just keep juggling you between jobs, so you can try them all out and have a few breaks thrown in, but she assures you that you look amazing and that there’s no doubt all of the club’s patrons will be vying for your attention. Over the course of your work shift, you find yourself assigned to more showy tasks, not spending too much time bartending or waitressing. Instead they have you handing out flyers, hanging out with VIP clients, dancing, and even spending time as part of Tony B’s entourage of attractive girls, some of whom seem also to be employees. You do note, however, that they largely make sure that your time is spent with important guests, even the time you spend handing out flyers in front of the club is done at times when rich and influential looking people walk by, as if you’re being used as a sort of strategized lure. Largely, everything is a lot of fun, and much less tiring than the normal promo-girl work, what with you sitting or dancing with specific people rather than just generally doing bar work. In fact, you barely notice that you’re naked, so comfortable are you, only being reminded of the fact by the regular adoring compliments by those interacting with you. However, one incident really stands out during your current shift. ... <<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random==1>><<include [[Club B Job Exhib 1]]>><<elseif $random==2>><<include [[Club B Job Exhib 2]]>><<elseif $random==3>><<include [[Club B Job Exhib 3]]>><</if>>

Dancing in the middle of the dance floor with a group of mixed guests, a spot-light tracking you as you put on a special show for your gathering of visitors. That’s when your clients starting descending into an open orgy, energized by your sexy dancing. Spurring much of the other revellers into similar display of lust-filled debauchery, you watched on with aroused awe. <<include [[Club B Job Exhib End]]>>

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<cumVagina 1>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>><<set $timesYourPussyLicked += 1>>Deciding to not only accept his offer, but see if he’s willing to go a step further, the idea of letting the older man do even more intimate body shots off you <<if $bimboSkill > 0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>runs through your mind, causing you to giggle at how fun and naughty it will be to suggest it<<else>>coming to your mind, sounding like it could be fun and maybe even get you a bigger tip<</if>>. Smiling at him, you cheerily reply, <<if $bimboSkill >0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>"Yay! Of course, Sir! We can do lots of tasty body shots, and make sure you have an amazing visit to Club B! I was thinking, that like, maybe we could do something a little dirtier than that though! We could really make this a visit to remember if you’d like"<<else>>"Yes sir! We can do some body shots if you’d like. Maybe we could even go a bit further? It could be really exciting to give it a try"<</if>>, positioning yourself into what you hope looks like a seductive pose, hoping to really impress your important client. Grinning victoriously, the mature gentleman nods, "Wow sweetheart! I love the way you think! I was going to suggest that we could have one of my girls pour the tequila into your bellybutton, run the line of salt up between your boobs, and then have you hold the lime slice in your mouth. But, if you want to try something more extreme how about I drink it from your pussy instead. You have to press your thighs together, but that cute little pubic triangle works as a good spot too. Then who knows, we can just play it all by ear and see what sounds fun". Putting the bottle of tequila to one side, you watch as he hands off the salt pot and collection of limes to one of his large entourage of giggling beauties. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Not wanting to get your $currentClothing or your $currentUnderwear stained, you slowly remove them, giving everyone a short racy show as you do<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Not wanting to get your $currentClothing stained, you slowly remove them, giving everyone a short racy show as you do <<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Not wanting to get your $currentUnderwear stained, you slowly remove them, giving everyone a short racy show as you do <<else>>Not having to waste any time to get undressed, you quickly strike a few poses, showing off your hot body<</if>>. Ready as you’ll ever be, you clamber your way up onto the bar, slightly glad that you’ve only just finished wiping it down. Lying neatly across the surface of the bar counter, you watch as the girl who received the salt and limes begins to get them ready, gathering together a lime segment and a spoon full of salt. Carefully, she runs a trail of salt all the way up from just above your pussy, ending in between your <<checkBreast>> breasts, the tiny trickle barely perceptible. When she’s finally happy that she’s done the job good enough, she proceeds to take the lime segment and place it your mouth back-to-front, ready to be taken by her friend to finish off his shot. Taking a brief break to kiss you warmly on the cheek, she whispers dirty comments in your ears, telling you how turned on she is from getting you ready. Meanwhile, the VIP client has climbed his way up onto the bar too, now straddling your ankles. Beaming down at you, he hands the bottle off to his friendly helper, the rest of his friends closing in around you. Confidently, he flashes you a reassuring wink as the girl begins to pour the cold liquor into the natural bowl created by the triangle of your pressed together thighs and your already wet cunt, causing you to tingle coolly in your sensitive and intimate regions. <<if $penis>>Meanwhile she takes hold of your <<checkPenis>> penis, holding it out of the way.<</if>> Not wasting any time, he bends down, slurping up the shot, his tongue swirling around delving deeper, a concerted effort made to dip his tongue into your silken folds, which you receive with an appreciative groan. It feels amazing, and you wonder if maybe you’ve gotten a slight contact buzz from the tequila that had run into your pussy, feeling slightly warm and light headed. The tequila now imbibed, he takes one last parting lick across your throbbing clit, before he moves onto running his wet pink tongue up your stomach, rapidly trying to dull the taste of the tequila with the salt. It’s not as great as when he was going down on you, but it tickles a lot more, so much so that you almost drop the lime segment from between your teeth as you let out a short giggle. Spurred on by your reactions, he bends forward even further, practically lying on top of you. Now face to face, you can see that he’s aroused by all of this, his sizable cock poking into your sensitive pussy lips. It’s also at this point that you finally realize his fly is open, his bulbous head of his dick massaging your feminine lips. Slipping on hand behind your head to better support you, he locks lips with you, skilfully taking the lime with his tongue. The action is both strangely sensual, and intimate, all at the same time, passionately making out with the man, restricted by the presence of the sour fruit, and practically fucking on the top of the bar. Pulling back, he takes out the lime. You expect that he’ll either get up for another shot at this point, or maybe call it a day, however, what he does catches you by surprise. Instead, he leans back forward, his warm moist tongue mingling with your own. Your cunt by now is on fire with need, but the addition of tasting the combination of lime, salt and alcohol on him sends your lust even higher, causing you to buck needy-ly up against him, managing to grind your sensitive folds just a little. Amused he pulls back, but not for long. Sensing that you’re more than up for doing something more, you let out a gasp of excitement as your client spears your tight hot cunt with his long and girthy dick. Wet squelches mark your frenzied rutting, the two of you passionately kissing each other as you do. Your partner might be an older gentleman, but that certainly doesn’t seem to be slowing him down, his firm thrusts stretching you in the most wonderful way as he powerfully fucks you. Further, so wrapped up in your own pleasure are you, that you completely forget that all of this is taking part in public, worse, at your workplace. Loving every moment, the suited form of the man rubbing roughly against your <<checkSkin>> skin<<if $penis>> and your needy cock<</if>>, only increasing your passionate enthusiasm. Everything in a haze, you feel your body finally peak in orgasm, your needy cunt spasming happily around his hard rod whilst you moan happily into his mouth. It seems like this was what he was waiting for, as it doesn’t take much more effort for him to unload his cum deep within you, the wet heat causing you to smile goofily in response, your thoughts still not full in focus from the overload of amazing sensation. After you both recover, you drink a little more together, just enjoying each other’s company. It’s nice and having someone who just gave you such a powerful orgasm complimenting and flirting with you is rather flattering. Eventually, however, he needs to leave, telling you sweetly, You’ve been amazing sweetheart, truly wonderful. But, I need to head off to an important meeting. You just made my month, if not my year! I think spending time with you might have actually made me ten years younger. You’re really something special, and I hope the club understands how lucky they are to have you. I’ll have a generous tip added to your pay packet, after how great you were back there you deserve it. I hope this isn’t the last time we do this". Giving you a passionate kiss, the gentleman gets up from where you were sitting, regrouping with his gaggle of cute girls. They soon after leave, the bar’s shift manger giving you ample opportunity to clean up in the workers changing room. Looking back at what happened, you’re glad that you suggested going further. Not only did he leave you a big tip, but you had an amazing orgasm to go along with it. Just thinking about it all starts turning you on all over again, but for now there’s work to be done. <<if !$bimboJobExhib>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random==1>><<include[[Club B Job Bimbo Exhib Offer]]>><</if>><</if>><<include [[Club B Job Bimbo End]]>>

Assigned to Tony B, you sit with him drinking and partying. All the while he fields multiple visitors who come and see him, many of whom ask him for favours. Striking a number of deals, some of which don’t sound entirely legal, you’re almost surprised by the skilful way the club owner uses you to distract his clients. Leveraging your sexy looks as a tool, he manages to come away with some amazing deals. <<include [[Club B Job Exhib End]]>>

Handing out flyers you managed to attract the attention of a visiting politician. Standing outside the entrance to Club B you went the extra mile to impress him, showing off your sexy feminine assets, and even making out with a few passers-by. <<include [[Club B Job Exhib End]]>>

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... As your shift finally starts coming to an end, you find yourself sitting with Tony B, lazily waiting around and drinking snuggled up with one of his other girls. Beginning to feel tired, as the late end of your shift comes you hope that you’ll get to have a proper sit down somewhere a little quieter, completely partied out for the moment, even if the music is super great. With a quick nudge, contacting squarely against one of your bare <<checkBreast>> tits, Tony B laughs with feigned surprise at his accidental slip, "You look like you’re going to drop off any minute, my special little naughty painted slut. Your shift here is about up, so I thought I’d be a gentleman and let you sort out your pay stuff with one of my tablets, rather than having to mess about behind the bar. You did good today, like a sexy bimbo princess, tending to her kingdom, was fucking golden. Anyway, you’re fine by me to clock off early, get yourself a nap if you need one, you earned it $firstName", to which he hands you a rather standard facility tablet from a small concealed cupboard from beneath his seat. Finally, your shift comes to an end, heralded by the familiar monotone voice of Alice announcing you earnings from the newly received tablet.<<set $earnings = 500>><<if $currentClothing == "Club B Promo Girl Bikini">><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $currentClothing != "Club B Promo Girl Bikini" && (setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 1 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 9)>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 1>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Special Promo Girl You worked a full shift as a special promo girl: G.G.P + 500<<if $currentClothing == "Club B Promo Girl Bikini">> Bonus for wearing promotional outfit to work: G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $currentClothing != "Club B Promo Girl Bikini" && (setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 1 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 9)>> Bonus for wearing sexy outfit (or no outfit at all) : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 1>> Bonus for wearing sexy underwear (or no underwear at all : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily bimbo-ish style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly bimbo-ish style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you give a small goodbye wave to your boss as he takes the opportunity to give you one last leering stare at your sizable breasts. Taking a slight detour to gather your things from the changing room, you leave the club and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Accepting to do some work waiting tables, you’re quickly assigned a number of tasks. The main of which this time, is to run between tables when they’re not being used and clean them for the club’s patrons. It turns out that the billing system is completely automated, so all you need to do is take the orders and make them. It’s mostly just picking up empty bottles and wiping down spills, but some of the bar staff take the opportunity to send you out with drinks orders now and again, as you’re already travelling in the general direction they need to be. You’re on your feet a lot, but it is kind of fun, dealing with all the brightly coloured alcohol behind the bar and listening to cheery pop music. Your shift is rather uneventful for the most part, however, one moment does stand out from the rest. Near the end of your shift, one of the blonde large breasted bartenders owned by the club asks you, "Hey cutie. You wouldn’t be able to do me like the biggest favour and take some drinks over to table three? We’re super swamped with customers over here, and we, like, can’t afford to have one of the bartenders bring it over. The guys seemed pretty rowdy, so I wouldn’t want to keep them waiting, you know", having to shout over both the music and the crowd currently swarming the bar. Shrugging, you accept, it is part of your job after all. Though, the talk of them being ‘rowdy’ makes you slightly apprehensive about the request. Not having much else of an option, you take the tray of beer bottles and a cloth to wipe things up, pressing your way through the crowd of revellers in your search for table three. The search doesn’t take long, as the club’s clients are pretty well behaved today, most of them getting out of your way when the see the heavily laden tray you carry. As they separate out, you spot exactly what you’re looking for, a booth filled with seven or eight already drunk looking men, laughing and roughhousing with each other, likely on some sort of celebratory day out. Not wanting to be around them longer than you have to, you start placing the icy cold beer bottles down in front of them, much to their delight. Cheering and whooping at the arrival of more alcohol, they seem in good spirits, though one of them has a rather sly grin on his face. You’re just giving the table a quick wipe for spills, having already placed the empty bottles that lay strewn before them on your tray, when the grinning man begins to upturn his beer onto the table. His friends at first start to get angry and frustrated with him, before all of a sudden, they break out into laughter. The men looking at you expectantly, you begin to mop up the spill in earnest, not liking the direction this interaction is taking. Your bar cloth now a lot damper, you finish cleaning up the drunk’s spill, and begin to leave. However, before you make it two steps, one of the men calls back, "Hey! You! You missed a spot!", accompanied by another burst of glee from the group. Turning, you see that in front of him now, there exists a second pool of spilled alcohol, the men seemingly having turned having you clean up their antics their new fun game. And so, you spend the next ten minutes putting up with their laughter and mocking, wiping up practically the full amount of alcohol that you brought over in the first place. Worse, when they’re finally empty they actually have the nerve to ask you to bring another round over, and don’t even tip you for your efforts.

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $lactationSkill >=3>><<set $ggp -= 100>><<else>><<set $ggp -= 500>><</if>>Finally arriving at your destination, you find yourself in the grimy industrial plaza. Looking around for the exact location of your training, you end up outside a large yet otherwise unremarkable doorway. Above the entrance a sign titled, "Industrial Dairy", marks the businesses purpose, the smell of milk and machinery heavy in the air. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/Dairy.png]]</div> Heading through the large, open, entrance way, you enter a large loading room. Heavy looking metal urns of milk wait around on transport carts, ready to be shipped out, and you hear muffled moans in the distance. The room otherwise is rather clinical and clean, tiled walls, and metal flooring. The only thing that really stands out is a small office with a window to one side, inside which sits a man wearing blue latex gloves, and a white lab coat style jacket. He looks relatively well groomed, though his short, rusty, bearded, and slightly unkempt red hair give you the feeling that he doesn't take much time maintaining his appearance. Coming out to greet you, <<if visited("Industrial Dairy") || visited("Lactation Training Lesson") || visited("Industrial Dairy")>>the human milk farmer you know as Henry approaches<<else>>the dairy supervisor approaches<</if>>. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/HenryLarge.png]]</div> <<if visited() <=1>>"Right. Hey. <<if visited("Industrial Dairy") || visited("Industrial Dairy Job Start")>>Good to see you again, glad that you’re taking your interest in lactation seriously by signing up for further training. You’ll make top gradings with that sort of attitude<<else>>Nice to meet you. I’m Henry, and I’m the current supervisor for the dairy. We’re an industrial scale human milk farm owned in large part by the facility<</if>>. My records have you down as here for some standard training in further developing your lactation skills. A lot of hucows start out thinking that lactating and getting milked is all there is to it, but there’s a lot of extra work and effort you can put in to ensure that your production is improved in both quantity and quality. I’m going to be running you through some of those methods in a moment, but first you’ll need to get cleaned up. Health and safety concerns mean we have to have you naked and fully showered before we can do anything milking related. Follow me and I’ll take you to the changing rooms"<<elseif $lactationSkill >=3>>"Right. Hey. Good to see you again, glad that you’re taking your interest in lactation seriously by coming back for more training. You’re so well trained that if we ever got hold of you for the dairy, then you’d likely end up as a mascot rather than part of the standard herd. You’re really something special you know. My records have you down for some more extensive training today. I’m not sure how much the extra techniques should help your lactation output and quality, seeing as you’re already so well trained, but going over things again can’t hurt at least. Standard procedure as always, going to need you to get cleaned up first. Follow me and I’ll take you to the changing rooms"<<else>>"Right. Hey. Good to see you again, glad that you’re taking your interest in lactation seriously by coming back for more training. You’ll make top cattle grades with that sort of attitude. My records have you down for some more extensive training today. The extra techniques should help your lactation output and quality a lot if you keep up with them. Standard procedure as always, going to need you to get cleaned up first. Follow me and I’ll take you to the changing rooms"<</if>>, the supervisor explains to you, his thick countryside accent making him slightly hard to understand. Following his lead, you pass through a side corridor from the general production floor, heading further into the dairy. Finding yourself escorted into a small changing room complete with showers, Henry waits outside for you to get ready. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you don’t have to make your supervisor wait long as you're already naked<</if>>. Understanding the stringent sanitation rules which cover the dairy, you additionally give yourself a through showering, hoping that your results are up to the man’s expectations. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Shower.png]]</div> Though, it seems your worries were for nothing, as upon seeing you Henry only gives you an acknowledging nod, making no comment on your nude and freshly showered form. Instead, he just continues to usher you towards another door, this time labelled, "Training Room 1". Gently steered towards it, you pass through the entrance and [[into the training room|Lactation Training Lesson]].

<<if $lactationSkill == 0>><<include [[Lactation Training Trained]]>><<elseif $lactationSkill == 1>><<include [[Lactation Training Expert]]>><<elseif $lactationSkill == 2>><<include [[Lactation Training Master]]>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Lactation Training Extra 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Lactation Training Extra 2]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[Lactation Training Extra 3]]>><</if>><</if>> The training session complete, Henry takes you back into the changing room to wash and get ready. Taking a moment to compose yourself, you <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<set $lactationSkill += 1>>Now inside the training room, your first impression of its contents is just how sterile everything feels. The muted colour tones of the whole dairy had given you a similar impression, but this room really epitomizes that sanitized industrial aesthetic. The floor is comprised of rubber mats, tiles, and the occasional small drain here or there. The walls meanwhile are tiled to about halfway up, before being just white painted concrete from that point onwards. Most of all, the room looks incredibly easy to clean, almost all of the surfaces being waterproof to some extent. Further, the room seems to be set up for only a single training target at a time, containing but a single configurable metal pipe frame, complete with a number of restraining straps. Looking at it, you get the feeling that you’ll very soon be experiencing it, but for now you continue to observe your surroundings. Additional contents of the room include: a hose, a large screen on one wall, several large metal cabinets, a small movable trough-like tray, a bucket, and an oddly out of place wooden stool. Henry’s hand on your shoulder, you’re guided over towards the strange assortments of metal pipes, him giving you distinct yet gentle prods until he’s finally happy with your position. On your hands and knees, draped over the frame so that it partially supports your weight, you find that the position is strangely comfortable, the rubber coated mat that you’re kneeling on feeling soft beneath you. Taking a moment to buckle the straps so you’re bound in place, Henry gives you a reassuring pat on your <<checkAss>> bum, nodding approvingly that his job restraining you is complete. Wandering away for a moment out of view, the dairy manager soon returns with the wooden stool, a bucket, and some sort of remote. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowMilking.jpg]]</div> <</if>>"Good. You’re behaving very well so far, it’s a good attitude to take. Seeing as this is your first training session we’re just going to go through some basics. I have an informational video to show you, and I’m going to go over some simple massages you can apply to your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest. Though, honestly, they are probably more effective if you have breasts<<else>>breasts<</if>>. If you keep up with all the basics regarding proper care and management for your nipples and lactation ducts, then you should see a decent improvement in your <<checkLactationType>> yield. That’s everything, so let’s get started", explains Henry as he places the bucket underneath your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>>. Seeing your confused expression, Henry adds, "Right. The bucket is for catching any stray <<checkLactationType>>. <<if $lactating>>Wouldn’t want to cause a mess, even if this place is easy to clean<<else>>I know you’re not lactating, but it’s possible we could induce minor lactation with proper massage. It also should help get you used to this sort of situation, which will keep you less stressed in the future<</if>>". Setting the stool up next to you, the red-headed man takes a seat. Playing with the controller, the large screen in front of you springs to life, a slightly old-fashioned looking video taking up your focus. Presented by a female scientist wearing glasses and a lab coat, it’s not terribly interesting, mostly covering extremely simple instructions such as avoiding harm to your chest, trying to keep at least relatively clean, and going to see a doctor if at any point you experience odd <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breast<</if>> or nipple pains. The scientist presenting it, occasionally taking breaks to show you sections from various dairies, both those with traditional cows, and those specializing in human dairy, though the latter seem to be much rarer from the way she talks about them. Meanwhile, Henry has taken to slowly and gently massaging your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> his touch so delicate that it takes you a while to realize that he’s even doing it, locked into the restraining frame as you are. It feels really nice, and you can’t help but let out distracted little moans every now and again<<if $lactating>>, tiny pitter-pattering sounds coming to your ears as stray beads of <<checkLactationType>> drop into the bottom of the bucket beneath you<</if>>. Turning your head to look at the man, he doesn’t seem particularly interested in what he’s doing, no visible signs of arousal that you can see. Instead, he just nods his head in the direction of the screen, kowtowing you back into watching the rather dull video. It all becomes one big relaxing haze, the massage really doing a good job in making you feel drowsy, but eventually you feel the unyielding hands of Henry unhitching you and standing you up. Giving you a good look over, he carefully checks you over, making sure to massage your joints that had stiffened from being held in position over the frame. In particular, he inspects your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t overly sore or in any way damaged, giving an approving, "All done. Good job", to signify that everything is done.

<<set $lactationSkill += 1>>Now inside the training room, your impression of its contents is once again just how sterile everything feels. The muted colour tones of the whole dairy have given you a similar impression previously, but this room seems to epitomize that sanitized industrial aesthetic. The floor is comprised of rubber mats, tiles, and the occasional small drain here or there. The walls meanwhile are tiled to about halfway up, before being just white painted concrete from that point onwards. Most of all, the room looks incredibly easy to clean, almost all of the surfaces being waterproof to some extent. Further, the room seems to be set up for only a single training target at a time, containing but a single configurable metal pipe frame, complete with a number of restraining straps that you remember from your previous visit. Looking at it, you get the feeling that you’ll very soon be experiencing it again, but for now you continue to observe your surroundings. Additional contents of the room include: a hose, a large screen on one wall, several large metal cabinets, a small movable trough-like tray, a bucket, and an oddly out of place wooden stool. Henry’s hand on your shoulder, you’re guided over towards the strange restraining pipes, him giving you distinct yet gentle prods until he’s finally happy with your position. On your hands and knees, draped over the frame so that it partially supports your weight, you find that the position is strangely comfortable, the rubber coated mat that you’re kneeling on feeling soft beneath you. Taking a moment to buckle the straps so you’re bound in place, Henry gives you a reassuring pat on your <<checkAss>> bum, nodding approvingly that his job restraining you is complete. Wandering away for a moment out of view, the dairy manager soon returns with the wooden stool, a bucket, the small metal trough-like object, and a full looking burlap sack. Of course, due to the number of objects, he has to make multiple trips, bringing the sack and the trough last of all. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowMilking.jpg]]</div> <</if>>"Great. You seem to be getting used to the milking rack with these visits, it’s a good attitude to take, as it’s something that spooks some of the newly acquired herd members. Seeing as you already know the basics from last time, this time we’re going to go through something a little more complicated. I have some special food for you to eat, and I’m going to go over some more complicated massages you can apply to your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest. Though, honestly, once again they are probably more effective if you have breasts<<else>>breasts<</if>>. If you keep up with all of the diet changes, along with regularly practicing the massages, then you should see a decent improvement in your <<checkLactationType>> yield. That’s everything, so let’s get started", explains Henry as he places the bucket underneath your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>>. That done, he also proceeds to place the metal trough in front of your face, adjusting its height so that it’s within reach of your mouth. Seeing your confused expression, Henry adds, "Right. The bucket is for catching any stray <<checkLactationType>> like last time. <<if $lactating>>Wouldn’t want to cause a mess, even if this place is easy to clean<<else>>I know you’re not lactating, but it’s possible we could induce minor lactation with proper massage. It also should help get you used to this sort of situation, which will keep you less stressed in the future<</if>>. Meanwhile, the trough is for your food. I can’t let you out of the restraining rack during training sessions, and hand feeding you might be considered unsanitary in the eyes of the health and safety inspectors. That leaves our only option as the trough or to strap a feedbag around your ears. It might seem a little daft, but it won’t do you any harm, and it’ll get you into the hucow mindset". Setting the stool up next to you, the red-headed man first pours out the contents of the burlap sack into the trough before you, being careful not to get any of it in your face. That done, he takes his seat, waiting for you to start eating before he continues any further. Eyeing up your ‘meal’, you think you recognize what it’s comprised of, your eyes running across a combination of oats and something that looks reminiscent of grass. Taking a tentative sniff too, it doesn’t smell bad, instead having an earthy fresh smell to it that practically screams of its healthiness. It feels weird to do, but you did pay for this training, so you dip your face down as much as you can, taking a small mouthful of the mixture, trying to pick up more oats than grass. Again, it doesn’t taste bad, but neither does it taste particularly good either. It’s all rather bland, but you have the feeling it’s probably extremely nutritious, and it does make sense that good nutrition would likely help your <<checkLactationType>> production. Once he realizes that you’re being cooperative, the ginger dairy farmer chuckles approvingly, patting your head in such a way that you oddly feel extremely proud of your actions. Waiting a little longer, Henry starts to slowly and gently massaging your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> his touch so delicate that it takes you a while to realize that he’s even doing it, locked into the restraining frame as you are. It feels really nice, and you can’t help but let out distracted little moans every now and again<<if $lactating>>, tiny pitter-pattering sounds coming to your ears as stray beads of <<checkLactationType>> drop into the bottom of the bucket beneath you<</if>>. Turning your head to look at the man, he doesn’t seem particularly interested in what he’s doing, no visible signs of arousal that you can see. Instead, he just nods his head in the direction of your meal, kowtowing you back into slowly eating the nutritious oats. It all becomes one big relaxing haze, the combination of the massage and the food really doing a good job in making you feel drowsy, but eventually you feel the unyielding hands of Henry unhitching you and standing you up. Giving you a good look over, he carefully checks you over, making sure to massage your joints that had stiffened from being held in position over the frame. In particular, he inspects your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t overly sore or in any way damaged, giving an approving, "All done. Good job", to signify that everything is done.

<<set $lactationSkill += 1>>Now inside the training room, your impression of its contents is once again just how sterile everything feels. The muted colour tones of the whole dairy have given you a similar impression previously, but this room seems to epitomize that sanitized industrial aesthetic. The floor is comprised of rubber mats, tiles, and the occasional small drain here or there. The walls meanwhile are tiled to about halfway up, before being just white painted concrete from that point onwards. Most of all, the room looks incredibly easy to clean, almost all of the surfaces being waterproof to some extent. Weirdly, it all feels somewhat comforting, the familiarity making you feel warm and cared for. Further, the room seems to be set up for only a single training target at a time, containing but a single configurable metal pipe frame, complete with a number of restraining straps that you remember from your previous visit. Looking at it, you get the feeling that you’ll very soon be experiencing it again, but for now you continue to observe your surroundings. Additional contents of the room include: a hose, a large screen on one wall, several large metal cabinets, a small movable trough-like tray, a bucket, and an oddly out of place wooden stool. Henry’s hand on your shoulder, you’re guided over towards the strange restraining pipes, him giving you distinct yet gentle prods until he’s finally happy with your position. On your hands and knees, draped over the frame so that it partially supports your weight, you find that the position is strangely comfortable, the rubber coated mat that you’re kneeling on feeling soft beneath you. Taking a moment to decide, in the end he decides not to buckle the straps this time, leaving you unbound, Henry gives you a reassuring pat on your <<checkAss>> bum, nodding approvingly at his decision. Wandering away for a moment out of view, the dairy manager soon returns with the wooden stool, the bucket, and the remote once again. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowMilking.jpg]]</div> <</if>>"Great. You seem to be getting used to the milking rack with these visits, so much so that I’m happy to let you go without the restraints today. You’ve been good so far, so make sure to keep that up and stay still for me. Seeing as you already know a fair amount from last time, this time we’re going to go through some of the last few things you need to know. I have a bit of a video for you to watch, and I’m going to go over the last of the complicated massages you can apply to your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest. Though, honestly, once again they are probably more effective if you have breasts<<else>>breasts<</if>>. Really, today's session is more about teaching you how to sleep and relax like this, so you can manage longer sessions without cramps, and get more restful sleep. If you keep up with the alterations to how you sleep, all of the diet changes, and you regularly practice the massages I’ve taught you, then you should see a huge improvement in your <<checkLactationType>> yield. That’s everything, so let’s get started", explains Henry as he places the bucket underneath your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>>. Setting the stool up next to you, the red-headed man turns on the screen, the female scientist from the first video appearing before you once more. This time she does a lot less talking, instead playing little videos of happy looking hucows in various milking environments, all to the accompaniment of soothing music. It’s really relaxing, and it’s good to see so many smiling faces from all those milking slaves, a great relief sweeping over you as you realize that becoming a permanent hucow can still be a nice life. More than anything though, the sleepiness of all the cute hucows seems to be infectious, provoking a set of large yawns to come over you, one of which to your embarrassment sounds too close for comfort to a mooing cow. Meanwhile, Henry has started to slowly and gently massage your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> his touch so delicate that it takes you a while to realize that he’s even doing it, draped over the restraining frame as you are. It feels really nice, and you can’t help but let out distracted little moans every now and again<<if $lactating>>, tiny pitter-pattering sounds coming to your ears as stray beads of <<checkLactationType>> drop into the bottom of the bucket beneath you<</if>>. Turning your head to look at the man, he doesn’t seem particularly interested in what he’s doing, no visible signs of arousal that you can see. Instead, he just nods his head in the direction of the screen, kowtowing you back into lazily watching the sleep-inducing video. … Falling asleep from a combination of the video and of Henry doing a really good job at relaxing you with his massage, you eventually wake up as you feel the unyielding hands of Henry gently stirring you from your slumber. Giving you a good look over, he carefully checks you over, making sure to massage your joints that had stiffened from being held in position over the frame. In particular, he inspects your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t overly sore or in any way damaged, giving an approving, "All done. Good job. Think that’s basically everything we can teach you. But, if you want to come by for a top-up session some time, don’t hesitate, you’re a truly remarkable hucow, and you’d make an exceptional member of our herd if you ever decide that’s what you want", his usually neutral expression now one beaming with pride.

Now inside the training room, your impression of its contents is once again just how sterile everything feels. The muted colour tones of the whole dairy have given you a similar impression previously, but this room seems to epitomize that sanitized industrial aesthetic. The floor is comprised of rubber mats, tiles, and the occasional small drain here or there. The walls meanwhile are tiled to about halfway up, before being just white painted concrete from that point onwards. Most of all, the room looks incredibly easy to clean, almost all of the surfaces being waterproof to some extent. Weirdly, it all feels somewhat comforting, the familiarity making you feel warm and cared for. Further, the room seems to be set up for only a single training target at a time, containing but a single configurable metal pipe frame, complete with a number of restraining straps that you remember from your previous visit. Looking at it, you get the feeling that you’ll very soon be experiencing it again, but for now you continue to observe your surroundings. Additional contents of the room include: a hose, a large screen on one wall, several large metal cabinets, a small movable trough-like tray, a bucket, and an oddly out of place wooden stool. Henry’s hand on your shoulder, you’re guided over towards the strange restraining pipes, him giving you distinct yet gentle prods until he’s finally happy with your position. On your hands and knees, draped over the frame so that it partially supports your weight, you find that the position is strangely comfortable, the rubber coated mat that you’re kneeling on feeling soft beneath you. Taking a moment to decide, in the end he decides not to buckle the straps this time, leaving you unbound, Henry gives you a reassuring pat on your <<checkAss>> bum, nodding approvingly at his decision. Wandering away for a moment out of view, the dairy manager soon returns with the wooden stool, the bucket, and the remote once again. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowMilking.jpg]]</div> <</if>>"Great. Well, seeing as you’re already fully trained as much as we can teach you, today we’re just going to go through some basics. I have an informational video to show you, and I’m going to go over some simple massages you can apply to your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest. Though, honestly, they are probably more effective if you have breasts<<else>>breasts<</if>>. As you already know, if you keep up with all the basics regarding proper care and management for your nipples and lactation ducts, then you should see a decent improvement in your <<checkLactationType>> yield. Really, I’m aiming for this session to be something nice and relaxing for you than anything else. That’s everything, so let’s get started", explains Henry as he places the bucket underneath your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>>. Setting the stool up next to you, the red-headed man takes a seat. Playing with the controller, the large screen in front of you springs to life, a slightly old-fashioned looking video taking up your focus. Presented by a female scientist wearing glasses and a lab coat, it’s not too interesting, but strangely comforting in its own way. Mostly covering extremely simple instructions such as avoiding harm to your chest, trying to keep at least relatively clean, and going to see a doctor if at any point you experience odd <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breast<</if>> or nipple pains, all of which you already know. The scientist presenting it, occasionally taking breaks to show you sections from various dairies, both those with traditional cows, and those specializing in human dairy, though the latter seem to be much rarer from the way she talks about them. These parts in particular are great, and make you feel amazingly relaxed as they play. Meanwhile, Henry has taken to slowly and gently massaging your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> his touch so delicate that it takes you a while to realize that he’s even doing it, draped over the restraining frame as you are. It feels really nice, and you can’t help but let out distracted little moans every now and again, one of which to your combined embarrassment and amusement sounds a little too close for comfort to a mooing cow<<if $lactating>>. Such thoughts are, however, broken by the tiny pitter-pattering sounds coming to your ears as stray beads of <<checkLactationType>> drop into the bottom of the bucket beneath you<</if>>. Turning your head to look at the man, he doesn’t seem particularly interested in what he’s doing, no visible signs of arousal that you can see. Instead, he just nods his head in the direction of the screen, Instead, he just nods his head in the direction of your screen, reminding you why you're here. It all becomes one big relaxing haze, the massage really doing a good job in making you feel drowsy, but eventually you feel the unyielding hands of Henry rouse you back to full awareness and stand you up. Giving you a good look over, he carefully checks you over, making sure to massage your joints that had stiffened from being held in position over the frame. In particular, he inspects your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t overly sore or in any way damaged, giving an approving, "All done. Good job as always. Was nice to see you again. If you want to come by for any more top-up sessions some time, don’t hesitate, you’re a truly remarkable hucow, and you’d make an exceptional member of our herd if you ever decide that’s what you want", his usually neutral expression now one beaming with pride.

As you pass through the main shopping hub, you spot something that catches your attention. Off to one side, you notice a small commotion going on between a pretty normal looking man with a chained and collared slave-girl, and a man in a leather vest with a large briefcase in hand. The two men’s interactions seem to be in good spirit, albeit quite loud by all considerations. Though, from what you can see of the short red-headed girl she doesn’t seem to be so happy about whatever they’re talking about, an expression of shocked indignation plastered across her face. It’s hard to get a good idea of what they’re talking about, but you do hear the word, "Tattoo", a few times.There’s likely nothing stopping you from ignoring them and getting on with your day. However, you could also [[stick around and watch whatever happens|Shopping Hub Slave Tattooing Main]].

Deciding to listen in and watch whatever happens, your interest piqued by the two men’s exchange, you wander over to a nearby bench. Taking a seat, you listen closer to what they’re saying. "… you sure about that? It’d knock her resale value down you know. Not that anyone who bought her couldn’t get it easily undone, but I’ve seen more than enough people come to me to have that sort of thing undone. I even have one guy who buys slaves like that cheap, because he knows how desperate the owners are for sales, then he brings them back to me. So, are you sure that you want her face tattooed?", explains the man in the leather vest calmly, his tone that of someone who’s exasperated with a client but trying to remain pleasant and genial. The plain-clothed man who seems to be the customer in their dealing rubs his chin thoughtfully, eyeing up the girl he holds on a leash appraisingly, the ginger slave herself looking at him with a barely restrained fury. Shrugging, he answers, "You make a good point, but I think it’ll send a good message to my firecracker of a new girl. Having the word ‘Slave’ stamped on her forehead will really sink in the message that she’s not the one in control anymore. If only she’d behaved better, but the moment she tried to kick me when I was shackling her up I knew we’d have to do something more severe to punish her. So, the order currently I’m looking for is the word ‘Slave’ across her forehead, ‘Fuck-Meat’ across her ass cheeks, her slave ID just above her cunt, my owner's mark as a tramp stamp, and I’m thinking of starting a tally of people who she’s been whored out to across her back. For the tally, I was thinking of breaking it down, so that anyone getting a good look at her can get an idea just how big a slave-slut she really is. You know, with sections for gangbangs, fisting’s, pain-play sessions, etc. Just a bunch of hardcore categories, and a big section dedicated to general clients, so they can easily spot how well-used a whore she is. That all good with you?", not taking his eyes off of his bound slave, a victorious smirk curling at the edge of his lips. "Please! Don’t do all that! I’ll try and be better behaved! I’m sorry for kicking you, it won’t happen again! Just …", pleads the ginger woman, now grovelling on the floor at his feet, looking up at him with sorrowful eyes, her impending doom restraining her previous temper. The man taps his chin again for a moment, looking down at her supplicant form with amusement. Off handily, he adds, "Just the thought of all that has already made her much better behaved, how about that. I suppose if she’s willing to apologise I can have a little mercy at least. We’ll keep the ID, and the owner's mark. She’ll still get the ‘Fuck-Meat’ tattoo across her ass cheeks as a reminder to behave in the future, and I’ll compromise that she’ll only have a tally of times she’s been whored out, rather than all the different categories. That’ll be embarrassing enough for her, whilst giving anyone who makes use of her something interesting to look at. Of course, I hope she’s grateful, or we can always book another consultation to have more extensive body mods arranged for her", the threat made plainly evident. Meanwhile, the tattooist just nods, "Great. Then with everything decided we can get started. I’ve got all the equipment with me, so I just need to hold her down while I get to work. Glad you decided against the face tattoo, those things never look as good as you think, and then us tattoo artists get it in the ear from the complainers". And, with that said, he takes the girl's leash and starts dragging her now more submissive form over towards your bench. "Don’t mind if I do some work next to you, do you? Got a freshly bought slave-girl to mark up, and it’s easier if I can bend her over my knee for parts of it", he asks you, giving you a knowing look, as if he’s figured out you’ve been watching the pair of them figure out a deal. Responding, "Erm, yeah …", to him, you watch as he takes a seat on the bench pulling the girl across his lap in a well-trained single movement. She yelps a little, but doesn’t struggle, not wanting to make matters any worse for herself. Meanwhile, humming to himself, the tattoo artist begins unpacking his briefcase, pulling out a remarkably old-fashioned looking tattoo gun. Blowing on it a couple of times, he loads it up with a plethora of ink cartridges, carefully picking them out one at a time from the box. When he’s finally selected all he needs, he gives the girl's bare rump a quick warning smack, before starting to tattoo her. You watch with some amount of awe as the man in the leather vest maneuvers her prone form about, quickly and skilfully running the tattoo gun across the appropriate sections of her body. From the frightened and slightly pained noises she makes, along with the occasional tear you spot when she’s pointed in your direction, which seems to be quite often, you’d guess that the device is old enough that it doesn’t have a sedative option. Of course, her owner seems to be lapping all of this up, watching merrily from the side, only venturing closer to occasionally mop the tears from her face in an act of faux affection. Weirder still, you could swear you heard some more muffled sounds coming from her too, especially when her master approaches, though maybe you’re imaging things, you contemplate. When she’s finally done, the tattoo artist stands her up, dusting her off a little as he goes, "She’s all done. Took it like a champ for the most part too. I’ll bill you the rest, but I’ve got to go soon. Got another client lined up in half an hour or so. I used modern inks, so there’s no infection chance, or really any recovery period at all. But, if she does have an issue, then take her to a doctor quick as it’d not be normal. Other than that, everything up to your standards before I run off?". Her owner walks around her appraisingly, the humiliating stamps clear and the skin around them just a little pinker than normal. The girl, thoroughly degraded, just hands her head, her eyes still slightly puffed up from her tears previously. Smiling, he nods, "It’s great. I can do the tally marks at home with my home kit, but everything else is perfect. Don’t you agree ‘Fuck-Meat’?", looking pointedly in the slave’s eyes. "Th..thank you sir!", she answers wavily, still seemingly shaken by the whole situation. Oddly, you also note that, despite her tears, her cheeks are holding a blush that doesn’t seem to indicate humiliation, a trickle of wetness between her feminine lips betraying that the whole thing has had an additional effect on her. The deal done, everyone moves along their way, the slave-girl pouting at her master once more, and receiving a short sharp spank on her reddened behind for her efforts. Your entertainment gone, you take a moment before [[returning to wandering through the shopping plaza|Shopping Hub]].

As you pass through the dormitory main room, you hear a sudden chorus of high pitched giggle. Standing before you, a gaggle of large breasted blonde girls congregate, all of them wearing revealing pink dresses with a stylized Greek "β" emblazoned upon their fronts. You also note that they each hold a sheet of paper, though what its contents are you can’t tell. One of the girls, the one you’d describe as having the glitteriest pieces of jewellery, finally breaks the laughter, gesturing for the others to quiet down with a wave of her hand. Talking to you in a sweet high-pitched voice, she asks, "Hey! Like, I know it’s super rude of us to ask you for a favour out of nowhere. But, like, we have to do this scavenger hunt for a sorority project. The Beta’s are really strict about the sorority tasks, and a couple of the girls might even get kicked out if we can’t come back with a good amount of the stuff. None of us want to get kicked out, but all these words are super tough, and we thought you looked just the sort of ner… smart person who could figure it all out for us. We’d be so, so, so, very grateful if you can help. Who knows, maybe you’ll get to go to Uni someday, then we could sponsor you for the Beta’s. So, like, can we count on you?", the girls around her nodding and doing their best jobs at pulling sad pouts to guilt you into giving them your aid. Standing there, you realise you have two choices. Either, you can try to help the dumb blondes out, or leave then unaided. Whatever is on the list can’t be too hard, especially if such a group of bimbos are supposed to complete it? But, it’s not really your problem either, and the girls likely don’t have any pull to get you in trouble if you weren’t to help them out. The question is, do [[you want to help them|Dorm Hub Bimbo Scavenger Hunt Main]]?

Feeling sorry for the blondes, you decide to offer your help with their scavenger hunt. Nodding to their leader, you respond, "Yeah. Sure, I’ll help you out. Can I get a look at one of those lists then? And, have any of you gotten any of the scavenger items yet?". Overjoyed, a cheer of support goes out from among the girls, some of them jumping up and down on the spot they’re so happy, their large breasts jiggling suggestively within their tight clothes. The head bimbo eagerly hands you her own list, watching you expectantly, as if you’re just going to solve it all in a moment. "It’s really tough. We’ve got a couple of the things, but they’re just so confusing! Most of what they’re after is photos, but the words were really long, and none of us could get to the end of the list. Please tell us what we need to do! Please!", she adds, beginning her own eager hopping motion in her excitement. Looking over the list, you have to choke back a laugh of shocked surprise. The entire list has a very sexual tone to it, and doesn’t seem to be too tough to read, for you at least. The first couple of entries are ticked off, and you note that they have already found a ‘Nude Group Selfie’, and a ‘Lesbian Oral Daisy-Chain’. But, after that seem to have gotten side tracked. Options on the list they need to find include everything from ‘Cum Covered Sorority Girl’, to the need to get a photo of one of their group ‘Squirting Mid-Orgasm’. Even the less outright sex related entries still involve collecting panties, flirting to get different things, and finally you spot near the end of the list ‘Trick A Nerd Into Helping You’, which you <<if $bimboSkill >0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>look at with confusion, not sure what that one’s supposed to mean<<else>>balk at, trying to not lose your cool with the surprisingly manipulative blondes<</if>>. "Got any ideas yet sweetheart? You’ve been a treasure so far, and we all love that you’re so nice and, like, kind to help us out. Maybe you have something we could take from you to help us? I bet, like, there’s at least something on that list that you’d be super great at. Like, erm, you could get us lots of panties? Ooo, or you could get us all some tasty drinks, that’d be amazing!", butts in their leader expectantly once more. As she speaks, you catch in the corner of your eye that one of the others is fiddling with her phone pointed at you, the briefest flash the only sign that they just photographed you too. Not knowing how to respond, out of your depth dealing with so many big breasted bimbo’s, you mumble, "I can read them out for you maybe?", hoping that will be enough. Tapping her chin thoughtfully, the leader agrees, listening to your reading of the options. Some of the girls actually make "Oooh" and "Ahhh", as if your ability to read a full sentence without getting distracted is some sort of great feat of skill and intellect. As you finish, the head bimbo once again silences them, asking you with a sweet smile, "That last one sounds perfect! Getting a photo of someone naked and tied up would be super tough without someone so willing to help out! It’s also worth double points, so you’d be helping us like four times as much as normal or something! So, you going to save a bunch of cute damsels in distress from the meanie sorority leader's wrath?", both her and the rest of her girls once again putting on their sad puppy dog pouts as they attempt to guilt you into allowing them to tie you up naked and take a photo. <<if $bimboSkill > 0>>"Of course, that sounds super fun! Please tie me up all naked and squirmy! That’s like you doing me a favour even!", you giggle, a pressure in your mind subtly guiding your decision to a more fun outcome. The girls also seem surprised at the sudden change in your attitude, but they quickly accept it, used to having people do things for them when they ask. Descending upon you like a pink tornado, the girls <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, placing them into a little pile on the floor<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>remove your $currentClothing, placing them into a little pile on the floor <<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>remove your $currentUnderwear, placing them into a little pile on the floor<<else>>rub your body appreciatively, slightly disappointed by your lack of clothes, but enjoying your naked form to be too upset for long<</if>>. Next, the leader approaches, one of the others handing her a sturdy looking glittering pink rope, which she expertly binds you with. Being tied up is super great fun, and all the other bimbos are really happy about it, which makes you feel happy too. Plus, they’re using such a cute rope! You absentmindedly begin to wonder if they know where you can get your own, but you think it might make you look dumb to ask when they’re so busy. Completing their planned restraint by gagging you, they complete their task. Nude and tied up, the head bimbo takes your photo, smiling to herself happily. "We got it!", she announces to her squad with great mirth, "We got so many points just now. They were super tricked into helping us, and we got the nudie bondage pic too. We’ll be the best team for sure!". After a few rounds of applause one of her friends chime in that you don’t seem like a nerd, which creates a bit of confusion whether that picture will count, but their leader waves it off, pointing out that you can read the list, which is nerdy enough for her. The dissenter mollified with the response, the giggling gang of bimbos wander away, chatting joyfully. You wonder when they’ll come back for you, but after a few minutes wonder if they’ve just forgot about you completely. Eventually, a janitor walks by, unbinding you. Sadly, he’s a big meanie, so he takes the sparkly rope for himself, despite your gag muffled attempts at argument. At least you’re free of restraint.<<elseif $submission >= 25>>"Okay. That sounds fine. You can tie me up and take pictures if you really want to", you whisper submissively, feeling too meek to turn them down. The girls seem slightly surprised at your compliant attitude, but they quickly accept it, used to having people do things for them when they ask. Descending upon you like a pink tornado, the girls <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, placing them into a little pile on the floor<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>remove your $currentClothing, placing them into a little pile on the floor <<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>remove your $currentUnderwear, placing them into a little pile on the floor<<else>>rub your body appreciatively, slightly disappointed by your lack of clothes, but enjoying your naked form to be too upset for long<</if>>. Next, the leader approaches, one of the others handing her a sturdy looking glittering pink rope, which she expertly binds you with. Being tied up makes you feel so aroused, and all the other bimbos immediately notice your reaction, giggling to each other and whispering about how big a slut you must be. Despite the taunting, or maybe even because of it, your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock becomes hard with need, leading to a couple of the girls poking it experimentally, but not going any further<<else>>warm pussy becomes wet with need, leading to a couple of the girls poking at it experimentally, listening with awe to the sploshing sound it makes<</if>>. Completing their planned restraint by gagging you, they complete their task. Nude and tied up, the head bimbo takes your photo, smiling to herself happily. "We got it!", she announces to her squad with great mirth, "We got so many points just now. They were super tricked into helping us, and we got the nudie bondage pic too. We’ll be the best team for sure!". Their goal achieved, the giggling gang of bimbos wander away, chatting joyfully. You wonder if they’ll come back for you, but after a few minutes wonder if they’ve just forgot about you completely. However submissive you are, you can’t help but feel nervous about being left alone, bound and naked. Thankfully, soon a janitor walks by, unbinding you. He doesn’t take advantage of your situation, though he does take the glittering rope as a memento of your meeting. At least you’re free of restraint now.<<else>>Not sure you like where this is going, you tell the sad faced girls, "Sorry, but no. I’m not letting you tie me up and take pictures", making a stand against the idea. Pouting once again, the bimbo leader sighs, then shrugs, "Oh well. At least we got the nerd photo, that’s still good points. Let’s go find someone more submissive who we can talk into getting nude and doing sex things for us", addressing her friends rather than you. Their goal thwarted the giggling gang of bimbos wander away, still very cheery despite their inability to get a nude photo of you. Shrugging, you briefly wonder what they’d have done if you’d gone with their plan.<</if>> Everything now dealt with you find yourself left [[standing outside of your dormitory room|Dorm Hub]].

Now inside the training room, your impression of its contents is once again just how sterile everything feels. The muted colour tones of the whole dairy have given you a similar impression previously, but this room seems to epitomize that sanitized industrial aesthetic. The floor is comprised of rubber mats, tiles, and the occasional small drain here or there. The walls meanwhile are tiled to about halfway up, before being just white painted concrete from that point onwards. Most of all, the room looks incredibly easy to clean, almost all of the surfaces being waterproof to some extent. Weirdly, it all feels somewhat comforting, the familiarity making you feel warm and cared for. Further, the room seems to be set up for only a single training target at a time, containing but a single configurable metal pipe frame, complete with a number of restraining straps that you remember from your previous visit. Looking at it, you get the feeling that you’ll very soon be experiencing it again, but for now you continue to observe your surroundings. Additional contents of the room include: a hose, a large screen on one wall, several large metal cabinets, a small movable trough-like tray, a bucket, and an oddly out of place wooden stool. Henry’s hand on your shoulder, you’re guided over towards the strange restraining pipes, him giving you distinct yet gentle prods until he’s finally happy with your position. On your hands and knees, draped over the frame so that it partially supports your weight, you find that the position is strangely comfortable, the rubber coated mat that you’re kneeling on feeling soft beneath you. Taking a moment to decide, in the end he decides not to buckle the straps this time, leaving you unbound, Henry gives you a reassuring pat on your <<checkAss>> bum, nodding approvingly at his decision. Wandering away for a moment out of view, the dairy manager soon returns with the wooden stool, the bucket, and the remote once again. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowMilking.jpg]]</div> <</if>>"Great. Well, seeing as you’re already fully trained as much as we can teach you, today we’re just going to go through some basics. You look like you could do with a good feeding, so I’m going to go over diet and nutrition with you once again, along with going over some of you massages again. As you already know, if you keep up with all the basics regarding proper care and management for your nipples and lactation ducts, then you should see a decent improvement in your <<checkLactationType>> yield. Really, I’m aiming for this session to be something nice and relaxing for you than anything else, and, giving you a good feed while you get massaged sounds like the sort of treat you deserve for keeping up with all this extra training. That’s everything, so let’s get started", explains Henry as he places the bucket underneath your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>>. That done, he also proceeds to place the metal trough in front of your face, adjusting its height so that it’s within reach of your mouth. Setting the stool up next to you, the red-headed man first pours out the contents of the burlap sack into the trough before you, being careful not to get any of it in your face. That done, he takes his seat, waiting for you to start eating before he continues any further. Briefly eyeing up your meal, you think that it looks pretty nice, your eyes running across a combination of oats and something that looks reminiscent of grass. Taking a quick sniff too, it smells lovely, having an earthy fresh smell to it that practically screams of its healthiness. Eagerly, you dip your face down as much as you can, taking a big mouthful of the mixture, trying to pick up both the oats than grass in one action, remembering how nice they were combined. It tastes a little bland, but in a good way, reminding you that it’s extremely nutritious, and will help your <<checkLactationType>> production, that thought alone making you feel all warm and tingly inside. Once he realizes that you’re being cooperative, the ginger dairy farmer chuckles approvingly, patting your head in such a way that you feel extremely proud of your actions. Meanwhile, Henry has taken to slowly and gently massaging your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> his touch so delicate that it takes you a while to realize that he’s even doing it, draped over the restraining frame as you are. It feels really nice, and you can’t help but let out distracted little moans every now and again, one of which to your combined embarrassment and amusement sounds a little too close for comfort to a mooing cow<<if $lactating>>. Such thoughts are, however, broken by the tiny pitter-pattering sounds coming to your ears as stray beads of <<checkLactationType>> drop into the bottom of the bucket beneath you<</if>>. Turning your head to look at the man, he doesn’t seem particularly interested in what he’s doing, no visible signs of arousal that you can see. Instead, he just nods his head in the direction of your trough, reminding you why you're here. It all becomes one big relaxing haze, the combination of the food and massage really doing a good job in making you feel drowsy. But, eventually you feel the unyielding hands of Henry rouse you back to full awareness and stand you up. Giving you a good look over, he carefully checks you over, making sure to massage your joints that had stiffened from being held in position over the frame. In particular, he inspects your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t overly sore or in any way damaged, giving an approving, "All done. Good job as always. Was nice to see you again. If you want to come by for any more top-up sessions some time, don’t hesitate, you’re a truly remarkable hucow, and you’d make an exceptional member of our herd if you ever decide that’s what you want", his usually neutral expression now one beaming with pride.

Now inside the training room, your impression of its contents is once again just how sterile everything feels. The muted colour tones of the whole dairy have given you a similar impression previously, but this room seems to epitomize that sanitized industrial aesthetic. The floor is comprised of rubber mats, tiles, and the occasional small drain here or there. The walls meanwhile are tiled to about halfway up, before being just white painted concrete from that point onwards. Most of all, the room looks incredibly easy to clean, almost all of the surfaces being waterproof to some extent. Weirdly, it all feels somewhat comforting, the familiarity making you feel warm and cared for. Further, the room seems to be set up for only a single training target at a time, containing but a single configurable metal pipe frame, complete with a number of restraining straps that you remember from your previous visit. Looking at it, you get the feeling that you’ll very soon be experiencing it again, but for now you continue to observe your surroundings. Additional contents of the room include: a hose, a large screen on one wall, several large metal cabinets, a small movable trough-like tray, a bucket, and an oddly out of place wooden stool. Henry’s hand on your shoulder, you’re guided over towards the strange restraining pipes, him giving you distinct yet gentle prods until he’s finally happy with your position. On your hands and knees, draped over the frame so that it partially supports your weight, you find that the position is strangely comfortable, the rubber coated mat that you’re kneeling on feeling soft beneath you. Taking a moment to decide, in the end he decides not to buckle the straps this time, leaving you unbound, Henry gives you a reassuring pat on your <<checkAss>> bum, nodding approvingly at his decision. Wandering away for a moment out of view, the dairy manager soon returns with the wooden stool, the bucket, and the remote once again. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowMilking.jpg]]</div> <</if>>"Great. Well, seeing as you’re already fully trained as much as we can teach you, today we’re just going to go through some basics. You look like you could do with a good sleep, so I’m going to go over relaxing and sleeping with you, along with going over some of you massages again. As you already know, if you keep up with all the basics regarding proper care and management for your nipples and lactation ducts, then you should see a decent improvement in your <<checkLactationType>> yield. Really, I’m aiming for this session to be something nice and relaxing for you than anything else, and, giving you a good rest while you get massaged sounds like the sort of treat you deserve for keeping up with all this extra training. That’s everything, so let’s get started", explains Henry as he places the bucket underneath your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>>. Setting the stool up next to you, the red-headed man turns on the screen, the female scientist from the videos appears before you once again. This time she does a lot less talking, instead playing little videos of happy looking hucows in various milking environments, all to the accompaniment of soothing music. It’s really beautiful, and it makes you so happy to see that many smiling faces from all those cute milk slaves, a great relief sweeping over you as you think how becoming a permanent hucow can still be a wonderful life. Who knows, maybe you could meet some of the other cute hucows and become close friends with them. More than anything though, the sleepiness of all the cute hucows seems to be infectious, provoking a set of large yawns to come over you, one of which slightly to your embarrassment sounds too close for comfort to a mooing cow. Meanwhile, Henry has taken to slowly and gently massaging your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> his touch so delicate that it takes you a while to realize that he’s even doing it, draped over the restraining frame as you are. It feels really nice, and you can’t help but let out distracted little moans every now and again, one of which to your combined embarrassment and amusement sounds a little too close for comfort to a moo<<if $lactating>>. Such thoughts are, however, broken by the tiny pitter-pattering sounds coming to your ears as stray beads of <<checkLactationType>> drop into the bottom of the bucket beneath you<</if>>. Turning your head to look at the man, he doesn’t seem particularly interested in what he’s doing, no visible signs of arousal that you can see. Instead, he just nods his head in the direction of the screen Instead, he just nods his head in the direction of your screen, reminding you why you're here. … Falling asleep from a combination of the video and of Henry doing a really good job at relaxing you with his massage, you eventually wake up as you feel the unyielding hands of Henry gently stirring you from your slumber. Giving you a good look over, he carefully checks you over, making sure to massage your joints that had stiffened from being held in position over the frame. In particular, he inspects your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t overly sore or in any way damaged, giving an approving, "All done. Good job as always. Was nice to see you again. If you want to come by for any more top-up sessions some time, don’t hesitate, you’re a truly remarkable hucow, and you’d make an exceptional member of our herd if you ever decide that’s what you want", his usually neutral expression now one beaming with pride.

Deciding that you don’t really want to give the man a blow job, you tell him politely, "Sorry sir, but that’s not really something I want to do today. It was a great offer though, and I’m sure that one of the other girls would be more than happy to do that for you", smiling at him apologetically. Taking your comment in stride, the glowing eyed nods and smiles, "I’m sorry I read the signs wrong on that one, I thought that maybe you were interested in me and that sort of thing. My apologies Miss, I still very much enjoyed our conversation, and hope we can do it again. Hopefully I’ll see you around again Miss". Not wanting to stick around and make things awkward, you politely excuse yourself, returning to work. You keep an eye on the group for the for the rest of your shift, though they all seem to still be acting as normally as they were before. It looks like your conversation partner was a little saddened by your departure, but he still has his friends, and is talking to them happily by the time your shift ends. <<include [[Club B Job Bimbo End]]>>

Deciding that you don’t really want to make-out with the girl, you tell her politely, "Sorry miss, but that’s not really something I want to do at the moment. It was a really nice offer though, and I’m sure that one of the other girls would be more than happy to do that for you", smiling at her apologetically. Pouting sadly, the rich blonde nods, "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you. I hope you reconsider at some point. You’re just so cute! I heard you were a trainee so maybe I’ll have to have daddy put in a bid for you so that I can have you all to myself. Then again, I wouldn’t want to make you upset by owning you if you didn’t want me. People are really difficult! Sorry again". Not wanting to stick around after being rejected, she politely excuses herself, leaving you to your work. You try to spot her as you dance but can’t find her again for a long while. However, as you leave your cage you do spot her once more. Wrapped in the arms of another of the club’s workers, she’s passionately making out with the woman in a cage, both of their clothes half removed in their exploration of each other. It certainly seems like she’s found someone to cheer her up again after you turned her down. <<include [[Club B Job Bimbo End]]>>

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<a data-passage="Pre Sleep">Get ready for bed</a>

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesSuckedDick += 1>>Deciding to accept his offer, the idea of sucking the cock of a handsome rich man <<if $bimboSkill > 0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>sounding totally awesome and fun!<<else>>sounding worth it, especially if he’s willing to give you a good tip.<</if>> Smiling at him, you cheerily reply, <<if $bimboSkill >0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>"Like, of course Sir! Why didn’t you ask sooner, I just love some nice hard dick to drool on. Plus, I want to make this an amazing visit to Club B for you! So, like, what do you need me to do?"<<else>>"Yes sir! I can give you a blowjob if you like. Just tell me what you want me to do?"<</if>>, fluttering your eye lashes in what you’re pretty sure is a seductive manner, hoping to really impress your important client. Smiling happily, the heavily modded gentleman nods, "That’s good to hear Miss. I would have been very sad if I’d have missed the chance to get to know you more … intimately. I think things are clear now, if you slide under the table after that I’m willing to let you take the lead". Keeping an eye out for onlookers, the man gives you another nod, signalling the all-clear. Not wanting to get caught, you take the hint, slipping beneath the table with incredible ease. Holding your breath, you listen out for any reaction from his friends, but thankfully you don’t hear any loud laughter or comments about your current predicament. Giving it another moment, just to be sure, you turn towards your partner, trying to think what to do next. Unzipping his fly as quietly as you can, you carefully fish out his huge cock from within the confines of his boxer shorts. The thing is truly impressive, though you wonder to yourself whether it’s been modified much like the rest of his appearance. Regardless, the smell is tantalizing your senses, a string of drool managing to lazily fall from the side of your mouth before you realize what’s going on. It’s just so perfect it’s addictive, and you haven’t even tasted it yet! Sticking out your tongue, you lovingly lather the length of his dick in long licks, the masculine taste being just as amazing as you expected. Not wanting to take things too quickly, you start out by laying a trail of kisses up from the base and all the way up onto the massive cock head, enjoying the way his cock rhythmically tenses under your ministrations. Eventually though, you can’t hold back any longer, a needy dampness setting in between your own thighs from how hot this all is<<if $penis>>, your <<checkPenis>> cock pulsing with it's own need<</if>>. Only just about able to wrap your <<checkLips>> lips around his thick cock, you suck at it attentively, doing you best to make it an amazing experience for him so that he might ask you to play with him again. All the while, he leaves you to your task, not interfering in any way. You don’t hear him make any noises, but you’re sure your blowjob is getting through to him, his legs trembling beneath the table. Spurred on as you see that, you even attempt to deep throat him a little, <<if $oralSexSkill >0>>doing a great job thanks to your extensive training and experience, able to take his monstrous cock into the depths of your tight throat with minimal gagging<<else>>however, he’s just too big causing you to splutter loudly enough to put you off trying to do so any further<</if>>. Earnestly sucking the head of his glorious cock, you sense that even with his great self-control, that the handsome VIP is going to cum soon. Wanting to feel extra pleasurable for him, you pull back a bit, lapping your inviting tongue against the sensitive bulbous head. Your predictions are correct, as very soon you sense his cock vibrating, actually expanding a little before your eyes as a torrent of cum is propelled up its length. Bracing yourself, you eagerly guzzle down his delicious spunk, barely able to swallow it quick enough. The warmth settling into your belly, and your task nearly at an end, you tenderly lick clean his beautiful dick, needy-ly wondering if maybe you’ll get the chance to be fucked with it too, you pussy hot with desire. At a gentle tap from the man, you pull yourself back into the seat next to him as if nothing had happened. He looks at you adoringly, giving you a small kiss of thanks. "You’re wonderful Miss $firstName. Nobody spotted us, though that almost feels a shame with how talented you are. Don’t worry though, I wouldn’t expose a lady that way, this is entirely between just us. I’ve already sent you a generous tip for … well, everything. I hope that you don’t think me presumptuous, but I do hope we can do this again sometime, you have made quite the impression on me", he whispers to you sweetly, making sure no one is paying you any attention before he does. Things go on like this for a little longer. But, sadly, before too long his group has to move on. He tenderly tells you goodbye, a genuine fondness for you visible in his eyes as he kisses your cheek in parting. Thinking about what just happened, you can’t help but feel happy, having been payed well and treated kindly by the man. Though, you regret not having the chance to orgasm yourself, your arousal bothering you even now. Sadly, you need to get back to work, so that will have to wait until later. <<include [[Club B Job Bimbo End]]>>

Deciding to accept her offer, the idea of making out with the cute socialite <<if $bimboSkill > 0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>sounding totally awesome and fun!<<else>>sounding worth it, especially if she’s willing to give you a good tip.<</if>> Smiling at her, you cheerily reply, <<if $bimboSkill >0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>"Like, of course Miss! You’re super pretty, I can’t wait to grind up against you to the music. I bet you taste, like, amazingly good too. You seem to really have the hots for me, so I want to make this an extra special visit to Club B for you! So, like, what do you want me to do?"<<else>>"Yes Miss! We can make out and dance a bit if you like. Just tell me what you want me to do?"<</if>>, jiggling your breasts in front of you in what you’re pretty sure is a seductive manner, hoping to really impress this important client. Beaming with happiness, the blonde girl squeals excitedly, "This is the best thing ever! I knew you were amazing, and this just proves it! You’re so beautiful I don’t know what to do. I .. um, I think the first step is probably to get me in there with you … ". As she continues talking, you can see that she becomes increasingly flustered, her face flush with a need that is only barely held in check by her nervousness at the situation. Smiling reassuringly at her, you open the cage door, dexterously helping her inside. Now pressed up against her within the confines of the small dancing cell, you take a moment to appreciate just how amazingly beautiful she really is. Her skin is so soft and delicate, the feel of it so luxurious to your touch that you wonder in awe how difficult it must be to maintain it like that. Meanwhile, everything else is also immaculate and expertly coordinated. Her dress, her hair, her jewellery, all of it matching together perfectly in a way that before now you might never have dreamed possible, it’s truly astounding. Seeing your look of amazement at her, she regains a bit of her confidence, taking control of the situation. Wrapping her slender arms around you, she pulls you into a tight embrace, her perky breasts rubbing against your jiggling <<checkBreast>> boobs. The sensation feels nice and immediately has your heart pumping, need pooling in your hot cunt. Held close, the soft wet surface of her mouth presses against your <<checkLips>> lips as she begins to kiss you passionately. Her warm tongue entwined with your own, you can’t help but moan pleasurably into her mouth. Seemingly pleased with everything, you feel her hands begin to roam, one at the back of your head ensuring you can’t escape the make-out session before she wants it to end, the other roaming down your body, exploring your waist and <<checkAss>> bottom. Of course, with how great it all feels you aren’t able to do much else than melt in her grasp, an eager participant to her explorations. And so, for the next few minutes you let the girl play with you, likely putting on a great show for the onlooking club guests, though it’s hard to tell, what with the cute blonde rubbing you enticingly to the steady beat of the energetic pop music. Tongues wrestling sensuously, you notice appreciatively the delightful cherry taste of her lip balm, and the subtle yet intoxicating fruit scented perfume she’s wearing. Overall, it’s great, though your needy <<if $penis>>cock and pussy yearn<<else>>pussy yearns<</if>> for attention that you sadly don’t think it’s going to get. Things go on like this for a little longer. But, with the interrupting beep of her phone, the girl finally pulls herself off of you. Looking at the expensive-looking device with a deep sigh, she looks at you with big apologetic eyes, "I’m really sorry, but daddy says I need to come home! It’s so not fair, but I can’t tell him no. I’ve just made sure that you get a really big tip for how great you’ve been. This was just the hottest thing ever! I hope we can do it again, maybe even grab a drink sometime". Giving you one last possessive kiss goodbye, the socialite scurries out of the dance cage, a genuine fondness for you visible in her eyes as she looks back at you from within the crowd. Thinking about what just happened, you can’t help but feel happy, having been payed well and treated kindly by the girl. Though, you regret not having the chance to get more physical with her, your lust having built up from your sexy make-out session. Sadly, you need to get back to work, so dealing with that will have to wait until later. <<include [[Club B Job Bimbo End]]>>

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<cumVagina 1>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>>Deciding to not only accept his offer, but see if he’s willing to go a step further, the idea of sex with the handsome rich man <<if $bimboSkill > 0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>runs through your mind, causing you to giggle at how fun and naughty it will be to suggest it<<else>>coming to your mind, sounding like it could be fun and maybe even get you a bigger tip<</if>>. Smiling at him, you cheerily reply, <<if $bimboSkill >0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>"Like, of course Sir! Why didn’t you ask sooner, I just love some nice hard dick to drool on, or maybe even more. Plus, I want to make this an amazing visit to Club B for you! You’re just so super-hot that I really want to feel your huge cock splitting me apart?"<<else>>"Yes sir! I can give you a blowjob if you like, or we could do something naughtier if you’d like. I don’t mind doing something a bit more … public. Just tell me what you want me to do?"<</if>>, fluttering your eye lashes in what you’re pretty sure is a seductive manner, hoping to really impress your important client. Smiling happily, the heavily modded gentleman nods, "That’s great to hear Miss. I would have been very sad if I’d have missed the chance to get to know you more … intimately. If you really don’t mind doing something more public, then I’d love to have sex with you right here and now". Scanning his gaze across the table, he nods to you, seemingly having made his mind up. Not caring about getting caught, your lust rising quickly, you let him manhandle you with ease atop of his lap. Leaning up to give you a brief yet tender minty tasting kiss, he quickly spins you around so that’re facing away from him, the section of table in front of you thankfully clear. Resting upon the cool surface, not wanting to raise your vision too much out of embarrassment of being fucked so openly, you feel as the man begins running his hands exploratorily around your body. Taking a moment from his roaming, he <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>parts your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, his fingers temptingly caressing your feminine lips as he does<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>parts your $currentClothing, his fingers temptingly caressing your feminine lips as he does <<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>parts your $currentUnderwear, his fingers temptingly caressing your feminine lips as he does <<else>>is excited that you’re already completely naked, his fingers temptingly caressing your feminine lips as he gets ready to fuck you<</if>>. <<if $penis>>Jammed up against the table, your <<checkPenis>> cock rubs up against it almost painfully, the friction only adding to your needful pleasure.<</if>> Deciding that you’re ready, he plunges his immensely long and girthy cock into your delicate feminine tunnel, coaxing a pant of need and exertion from your lips. Bracing yourself the best you can, you press yourself down against the table-top, your cheek resting cooling against it. With how hard he is, you have a feeling that your upcoming fucking is going to be hot and heavy, and with the need that’s now flowing through you, that sounds exactly like what you desire. "Your pussy feels amazing. I know it probably feels a bit strange having sex so openly, but you have to understand with how beautiful and daring you are, every girl at this table is either seething with jealousy at you or trying to plan how they can convince you to be theirs. You’re resplendent, and all can see it", whispers your well-muscled partner in your ear, his masculine hands taking a firm hold of your waist, his control of you decisively asserted. Closing your eyes, revelling in the sensation of incredible fullness, you acquiesce to his steady fucking. It’s a little overwhelming, his immense member likely a miracle of modern science, but also slightly larger than is fully comfortable without causing you some aching. Still, your partner seems to be skilled in its use, never going too fast or too roughly that you’re caused discomfort to a level that surpasses the great pleasure it also causes you. Ignoring everything else, the hot pounding of your pussy by the hard as steel cock of the handsome gentleman briefly becomes your entire world. Grabbing at a nearby napkin, in an attempt to pull back some composure from your mewling and lust-addled state, you bite down hard on it, muffling your cries of passion slightly. Of course, it does very little to quieten your howls of enthusiastic wonder as cum suddenly floods your welcoming cunt, bathing your feminine tunnel in a perfect warmth that spurs on your own cumming. Basking in the glow of your animalistic coupling, you stay like this for a moment,<<if $penis>> your dick softening,<</if>> practically drifting asleep from the exhaustion of it all. Your partner delicately removing himself from your love-tunnel with a satisfying squelch and the feel of hot liquid quickly flowing out of you. Orgasm-drunk as you are, he leaves you be to recover a while, happy to let you have a second to yourself. At a gentle tap from the man, you tiredly pull yourself back into the seat next to him as if nothing had happened, your pussy still tingly excitedly from what just occurred. He looks at you adoringly, giving you a small kiss of thanks. "You’re wonderful Miss $firstName. Every eye in the room was on you, and you shone like a diamond the entire time. You truly are wonderful. I’ve already sent you a generous tip for … well, being the daring and charming lady that you are. I hope that you don’t think me presumptuous, but I do hope we can do this again sometime, you have made quite the impression on me and I don’t want that to be the last time that you do", he whispers to you sweetly, making sure no one is paying you any attention before he does, obviously wanting you to feel safe and relaxed once more. Things go on like this for a little longer. But, sadly, before too long his group has to move on. He tenderly tells you goodbye, a genuine fondness for you visible in his eyes as he kisses your cheek in parting. Thinking about what just happened, you can’t help but feel happy, having been payed well and having had some exhilarating sex in the process. You regret not having the chance to spend even more time with him, but he seemed genuinely apologetic that he had to leave. It was great fun still, but you need to get back to work, so that’s what you do, going back to waiting tables once more. <<if !$bimboJobExhib>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random==1>><<include[[Club B Job Bimbo Exhib Offer]]>><</if>><</if>><<include [[Club B Job Bimbo End]]>>

<<orgasm>><<set $timesYourPussyLicked += 1>> Deciding to not only accept her offer, but see if she’s willing to go a step further, the idea of making out with the cute socialite <<if $bimboSkill > 0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>runs through your mind, causing you to giggle at how fun and naughty it will be to suggest it<<else>>coming to your mind, sounding like it could be fun and maybe even get you a bigger tip<</if>>. Smiling at her, you cheerily reply, <<if $bimboSkill >0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>"Yay! Of course, Miss! You’re super pretty, I can’t wait to grind up against you to the music. I bet you taste, like, amazingly good too. You seem to really have the hots for me, so I want to make this an extra special visit to Club B for you! I was thinking, that like, maybe we could do something a little dirtier than that though! We could really make this a visit to remember if you’d like"<<else>>"Yes Miss! We can make-out together if you’d like. Maybe we could even go a bit further? It could be really exciting to give it a try"<</if>>, jiggling your breasts in front of you in what you’re pretty sure is a seductive manner, hoping to really impress this important client. Beaming with happies, the blonde girl squeals excitedly, "Really? This is the best thing ever! I knew you were amazing, and this just proves it! You’re so beautiful I don’t know what to do. But, if you’re totally up for doing something a bit naughtier than normal, then I have a few ideas. I .. um, I think the first step is probably to get me in there with you … ". As she continues talking, you can see that she becomes increasingly flustered, her face flush with a need that is only barely held in check by her nervousness at the situation. Smiling reassuringly at her, you open the cage door, dexterously helping her inside. Now pressed up against her within the confines of the small dancing cell, you take a moment to appreciate just how amazingly beautiful she really is. Her skin is so soft and delicate, the feel of it so luxurious to your touch that you wonder in awe how difficult it must be to maintain it like that. Meanwhile, everything else is also immaculate and expertly coordinated. Her dress, her hair, her jewellery, all of it matching together perfectly in a way that before now you might never have dreamed possible, it’s truly astounding. Seeing your look of amazement at her, she regains a bit of her confidence, taking control of the situation. Wrapping her slender arms around you, she pulls you into a tight embrace, her perky breasts rubbing against your jiggling <<checkBreast>> boobs. The sensation feels nice and immediately has your heart pumping, need pooling in your hot cunt. Held close, the soft wet surface of her mouth presses against your <<checkLips>> lips as she begins to kiss you passionately. Her warm tongue entwined with your own, you can’t help but moan pleasurably into her mouth. Seemingly pleased with everything, you feel her hands begin to roam, one at the back of your head ensuring you can’t escape the make-out session before she wants it to end, the other roaming down your body, exploring your waist and <<checkAss>> bottom. Of course, with how great it all feels you aren’t able to do much else than melt in her grasp, an eager participant to her explorations. Slipping back slightly, the taste of her cherry flavoured lip balm mixing headily with the subtle yet intoxicating fruit scented perfume she’s wearing, you pant for breath as you watch the cute blonde lick her lips seductively. Having a moment to catch your breath you wonder how the onlookers are reacting to your hot make-out session with the sexy blonde. Deciding that you’re likely putting on a great show for the onlooking club guests, but that it’s hard to notice with the cute blonde rubbing you enticingly to the steady beat of the energetic pop music, you’re actually caught by surprise as she leans in close to your ear. "You’re amazing, and I can’t hold back from exploring you more! You said you were happy to do something a bit more … this, so I want to make you feel really good to say thank you!", she tells you with a purr, running her hands slowly further down your body. Sinking to her knees rapidly, she <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>parts your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, sniffing appreciatively at your heady lustful scent<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>parts your $currentClothing, sniffing appreciatively at your heady lustful scent<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>parts your $currentUnderwear, sniffing appreciatively at your heady lustful scent<<else>>is happy that you’re completely naked, sniffing appreciatively at your heady lustful scent<</if>>. Grabbing wildly at the cage bars behind you in an attempt to steady yourself, your knees trembling from the very first moment that she presses her face hard against your sopping wet pussy. Mewling with pleasure as she ravenously devours your hot core, <<if $penis>>your rapidly hardening <<checkPenis>> cock sitting atop her fine hair, <</if>>you immediately need more, grinding your cunt hard against her delicate face. Caught in the moment, the need to orgasm overwhelming your arousal-addled mind, one of your hand firmly plants itself against her luxuriously soft hair, further mashing her head into your feminine depths. It feels amazing and having someone so readily willing to pleasure you is an enticing prospect in its own right. Even the fact that you’re engaging in sex so publically doesn’t embarrass you, so swept up in matters that it barely crosses your mind. With everything going on, you can’t really tell whether the cute socialite is enjoying this, but with the smell of sex on the air, and a second wet splashing sound coming from closer to the floor despite how attentively she’s seeing to your needs, you get the feeling that she’s having the time of her life. She teases you a little, pulling back to slowly lap at your moist nether lips with a cheeky look on her face, but your need is too much to put up with that for too long, as she can tell. As such, she gets back to work eating you out enthusiastically, spending a little time attending to her own needs as she does. Whether it’s how pretty she is, or maybe her skill, you soon find yourself at the point of bursting, literally shrieking out with passion as your douse her in a tidal wave of your fem-cum. All your senses tingling, you whimper with delight as her tongue goes back to work cleaning your pussy. <<if $penis>>Of course, she's completely forgot about your cock sitting on top of her head, it to finally unleashing its sticky load straight into the warm nest of her hair, the girl too preoccupied to even notice.<</if>> Things go on like this for a little longer. But, with the interrupting beep of her phone, the girl finally stands herself back up. Looking at the expensive-looking device with a deep sigh, she looks at you with big apologetic eyes, "I’m really sorry, but daddy says I need to come home! It’s so not fair, and if I had the choice I’d make you cum so much you’d faint from exhaustion, but I can’t tell him no. I’ve just made sure that you get a massively big tip for how great you’ve been. This was just … like my birthday and Christmas all rolled into one! I hope we can do it again, maybe even grab a drink and get to know each other better sometime". Giving you one last possessive kiss goodbye, the taste of your feminine fluids heavy on her lips, the socialite scurries out of the dance cage, a genuine fondness for you visible in her eyes as she looks back at you from within the crowd. Thinking about what just happened, you can’t help but feel happy, having been payed well and treated to a mind-blowing orgasm by the girl. Though, you regret the session being cut short, her mentioned plans making your cunt tingle sympathetically. It was great fun still, but you need to get back to work, so that’s what you do, dancing within the cage once more. <<if !$bimboJobExhib>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random==1>><<include[[Club B Job Bimbo Exhib Offer]]>><</if>><</if>><<include [[Club B Job Bimbo End]]>>

<<set $bimboJobExhib = true>>... Noticing that you’re currently not with a customer, your boss Tony Bosco approaches. Chuckling and clapping his hand together, he smirks at you with a lusty grin, "That was hot as hell. Didn’t know you had it in you! I thought you were a decent looking fuck-piece before, but wow! Well, now that I know you’re up for that sort of thing, especially in front of so many people, I think we might be able to find some work that fits you better". Not sure if he’s just hitting on you, or if he’s actually offering you a job, you <<if $bimboSkill >0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>giggle appreciatively<<else>>ask quizzically<</if>>, "What do you mean? Are you saying that you could find other work for me at Club B?". "Exactly babe. Right now, you’re doing some good promo work for me. You’re sexy as fuck, bring in decent clients, and I’ve yet to see you shit up a drinks order, which puts you ahead of a decent lump of my workforce. But, if you’re willing to go the extra mile for my customers then I think we can work that into your job description. Of course, that’d come with a big pay-rise from me. I’m thinking, we body paint you up with the club logo at the start of every shift. Keep you naked, have you hand out flyers to really bring in the crowds. We’ll let you do some dancing still, to keep the cheap-seats happy, but mostly you’ll be working as company for our VIP clients. They tip well and having friends like them and me on your side will go a long way for a trainee", explains the lewd club owner, all the time eyeing you up with barely contained desire. You open your mouth to respond, but Tony just hushes you, starting to walk away. "Before you make a decision, think about it first babe. The offer’s open for you now, so give it a shot some time, see how it fits you. Remember, big money and an in with important people, surely that’s worth getting your tits out for", he chortles, leaving without another word. Think about his offer you wonder if it’s really worth it. <<if $bimboSkill >0>>But, you quickly get grumpy at yourself for even questioning the matter, the thought of being all hot and nude on the orders of your hunky boss and master, Tony Bosco, really turning you on. Trying out his nude promo girl job should be super fun!<<elseif $exhibitionismSkill >0>>But, thinking about it, the thought of being nude in front of so many people does turn you on. You’re still not sure about Tony Bosco’s motives, or whether it’s a good decision, however, it certainly is a sexy opportunity.<<else>>However, the thought of being naked in front of so many people all the time still sounds pretty awkward to you. Maybe if you were better trained to deal with being nude in public you’d feel better about it. Well, that or being a complete airheaded bimbo, but how would you ever end up like that.<</if>> Whatever the case, you probably should get back to work soon.

<<set _altColourHolder = $altColour>>"These are the options available for scale painting <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName", whispers Anna as she stumbles, grabbing for a laminated menu, listing the scale colour options. After taking a moment to recompose herself, her face having turned a deep red, she gracefully hands you the catalogue, filled with pictures of the different scale colour options. <hr> Body Paint Menu:<table> <tr> <td>Chrome</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "chrome">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Silver</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "silver">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Gold</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "gold">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Bronze</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "bronze">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Neon Pink</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "neon pink">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Red</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "red">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Black</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "black">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>White</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "white">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Grey</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "grey">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Blue</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "blue">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Green</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "green">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Purple</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "purple">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Orange</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "orange">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Yellow</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "yellow">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Pink</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$altColour" "pink">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Custom Colour</td><td></td><td><<textbox "$altColour" "">></td> </tr> </table><<button [[Choose colour|Salon Paint Scales Initialised]]>><</button>> [[Cancel Procedure|Salon Transformation Options][$ggp += 200; $altColour = _altColourHolder]]

You point at the option to have your scales painted $altColour, handing the laminated menu back to Anna. She gives a short bow, as she takes it chiming quietly a, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, a very good choice". Gently directing you towards a paint stained metal plate on the ground, she runs over to a table top, looking over a selection of brightly coloured bottles. "<<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName, the body painting ... we offer here is very impressive, it doesn't ... fade with time, instead working into the body ... at a deeper level. You should find that even with damage it will ... stay the same as it already is, the new colour also won't fade", the quiet woman explains, occasionally stopping to collect herself. Taking a moment, she continues, "I'll also ... you'll .. naked. I ... all your body. Need to be meticulous ... in applying it". Her face bright red in blush as she stumbles over her words even more than usual, obvously feeling awkward about making sure you're nude. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>You remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>You remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>You remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Walking back over to you, Anna is now carrying a glass bottle filled with a $altColour liquid, topping the bottle is what looks like an industrial strength pain sprayer. Standing on the indicated spot, you let Anna get to work, spraying the contents of the bottle on your body and carefully working to ensure an even coating. Watching her in the large mirror, you see she looks much more confident, lost in her work. After a few minutes of ensuring she hasn’t missed any spots Anna takes a step back, grabbing something that looks a bit like a hairdryer. Without saying anything, she continues her task, running the hairdryer shaped device around your body. Every so often a bright flash of light springs from the device, the section it’s being pointed at suddenly becoming slightly warm, the sensation tingling across your <<checkSkin>> skin. Occasionally she has you move about so she can access a couple of spots that need an extra coating, using the spray bottle and then the hairdryer like device. She blushes heavily whenever she has to spray somewhere intimate, like around your <<checkAss>> bum, her embarrassment held somewhat in check by her professionalism. Another 10 minutes later, Anna puts down the hairdryer like device, her face somewhere in between an excited giddiness and her usual submissive attitude. "Is <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> happy with the new colour?", she asks, picking up a hand mirror from the counter, holding it behind you so that you can get a full view of your freshly painted scales. The main segments of your scales are now a vibrant $altColour, just like the picture in the catalogue. Smiling, you nod your assent. Anna gives you a wide, heart-warming smile, obviously glad you are content with her work. Happy with your new paint job [[you go back to considering salon treatments|Salon Transformation Options]]

<<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $makeupStyleJobCheck = $makeupStyle>><<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Finally arriving at your job location, you find yourself deep within the grimy industrial plaza. Looking around for the exact location of your allotted job, you end up outside a large yet otherwise unremarkable doorway. Above the entrance a sign titled, "Industrial Dairy", marks the businesses purpose, the smell of milk and machinery heavy in the air. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/Dairy.png]]</div> Passing through the large, open, entrance way, you enter an immense loading room. Heavy looking metal urns of milk wait around on transport carts, ready to be shipped out, and you’re almost sure you can hear tiny muffled moans in the distance. The room otherwise is rather clinical and clean, tiled walls, and metal flooring. The only thing that really stands out is a small office with a window to one side, inside which sits a man wearing blue latex gloves, and a white lab coat style jacket. He looks relatively well groomed, though his short, rusty, bearded, and slightly unkempt red hair give you the feeling that he doesn't take much time maintaining his appearance. Coming out to greet you, <<if visited("Industrial Dairy") || visited("Lactation Training Lesson") || visited("Industrial Dairy Job Main")>>the human milk farmer you know as Henry approaches<<else>>the dairy supervisor approaches<</if>>. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/HenryLarge.png]]</div> <<if visited() <=1>>"Right. Hey. <<if visited("Industrial Dairy") || visited("Lactation Training Lesson")>>Glad to see you again $firstName, it’s good to see that you’re giving working here some serious consideration. This might be a bit different to what we’ve talked about before, but I’ll walk you through everything one step at a time<<else>>Nice to meet you. I’m Henry, and I’m the current supervisor for the dairy. We’re an industrial scale human milk farm owned in large part by the facility. This might all be a bit new to you, but I’ll walk you through everything one step at a time<</if>>", the supervisor explains to you, his thick countryside accent making him slightly hard to understand. Taking a moment to check his notes, he continues, "My records have you down as here for a single session on the production floor. My plan is to put you in one of the display rooms and see how you fare. We don’t really like to mix the freelancers with our herd, but we make a slight exception there. Basically, the display rooms are small dedicated milking chambers that can only fit 20 or so milkers, however, more importantly they offer tourists a chance to get up close and meet real hucows. Personally, I don’t like the interruptions to my business, but they can’t do anything you don’t give them permission to do, and we make sure that they’re sanitary before they enter. You’ll still get milked, but you’ll also get a chance to socialize with some of our herd, and the money is better than just a pure milking. We also offer financial incentives for compliant workers, along with those who’ve had themselves altered to better please our clients, so if you’re looking to make some extra G.G.P then committing yourself to the lifestyle could be greatly to your benefit. Of course, health and safety concerns mean we have to have you naked and fully showered before we can do anything milking related. Follow me and I’ll take you to the changing rooms".<<else>>"Right. Hey. Good to see you again, glad that you’re taking working at the dairy seriously by coming back to us. I’ve got your down here for a session in the display rooms again. So, some milking, a few visitors looking over you, and that’s about it. Like previously we’ll be paying you for your milk and your time. We also offer financial incentives for compliant workers, along with those who’ve had themselves altered to better please our clients, so if you’re looking to make some extra G.G.P then committing yourself to the lifestyle could be greatly to your benefit. Standard procedure as always, going to need you to get cleaned up first. Follow me and I’ll take you to the changing rooms", the supervisor explains to you, his thick countryside accent making him slightly hard to understand.<</if>> Following his lead, you pass through a side corridor from the general production floor, heading further into the dairy. Finding yourself escorted into a small changing room complete with showers, Henry waits outside for you to get ready. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you don’t have to make your supervisor wait long as you're already naked<</if>>. Understanding the stringent sanitation rules which cover the dairy, you additionally give yourself a through showering, hoping that your results are up to the man’s expectations. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Shower.png]]</div> Though, it seems your worries were for nothing, as upon seeing you Henry only gives you an acknowledging nod, making no comment on your nude and freshly showered form. Instead, he just continues to usher you towards another door, this time labelled, "Display Room 1". Gently steered towards it, you pass through the entrance and [[into the display room|Industrial Dairy Job Main]].

<<if $submission <- 25>><<set $submission += 5>><</if>><<if visited() <=1>><<include [[Industrial Dairy Job First Time]]>><<else>>The dairy’s display room is in stark contrast to rest of the facility you’ve seen so far. It still seems impeccably clean, but the room is decorated with large cow-like logo’s and slightly more colour than you’d otherwise expect. One wall is mostly comprised of a viewing window, letting a large throng of visitors watch the contained hucows, whilst two much fancier doors than what you’ve just passed through at the far end of the room allow a small number of higher importance guests to come in to inspect further. The main feature of the room, however, is the two rows of ten milking stations, gleaming chrome frames with buckled restraints and milking pumps running down into the floor beneath them. More so, interestingly you can see that many of the shining frames are actually occupied by placid looking occupants, some talking to each other, some eating from movable feed trays, but all being milked, much to their palpable pleasure. His hand on your shoulder, Henry guides you over towards an open spot, offering the occasional reassuring head pat to excited hucows as he passes. Giving you distinct yet gentle prods until he’s finally happy with your position, you soon find yourself on your hands and knees, draped over the frame so that it partially supports your weight. Oddly, the position is strangely comfortable, the rubber coated mat that you’re kneeling on feeling soft beneath you as Herny staps you firmly in place. Giving you a reassuring pat on your <<checkAss>> bum, your supervisor picks up the milking pumps breast cups, breathing on them and giving the rim a quick rub to warm them up before applying them to you. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowMilking.jpg]]</div> <</if>>Placing them on your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>>, a small, "Eeep!", escapes from your mouth, the mild cold pinching slightly uncomfortable until you get fully used to it. Patting you on the shoulder soothingly, Henry waits as the pump begins taking effect, soon engorging your <<checkNipple>> nipples until they’re fully erect and larger than ever.<<if $udder>> Noticing your udder with a smile, Henry proceeds to pat around the floor, looking for a hidden hatch. Pulling back a small section of flooring, you watch as he pulls out a secondary set of milking tubes, albeit this set has four long heads, perfectly suited for your long fleshy teats. Following the same procedure as with the first breast cups, he breaths on them to warm them up, fitting them carefully with yet another slight pinch as they latch on with the suction. As they begin to properly milk you, it feels amazing, your teats maybe even more pleasurably sensitive than your nipples.<</if>> Before your eyes, you see flowing through the tubes a thick stream of your <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>>, disappearing down beneath the floor. The rhythmic sucking of your <<checkNipple>> nipples by the machine feels amazing now that it’s in full action, and you can’t help but let out the occasional moan or murmur of pleasured appreciation, joining the chorus of other hucows being milked. And so begins your session in the display room, a rather languid yet enjoyable situation of being milked, being watched, talking to the other residents of the dairy, and occasionally eating a few oats. … <<if visited() ==2>><<include [[Industrial Dairy Job Second Time]]>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,7)>><<if $random==1>><<include [[Industrial Dairy Job 1]]>><<elseif $random==2>><<include [[Industrial Dairy Job 2]]>><<elseif $random==3>><<include [[Industrial Dairy Job 3]]>><<elseif $random==4>><<include [[Industrial Dairy Job 4]]>><<elseif $random==5>><<include [[Industrial Dairy Job 5]]>><<elseif $random==6>><<include [[Industrial Dairy Job 6]]>><<elseif $random==7>><<include [[Industrial Dairy Job 7]]>><</if>><</if>><</if>>

The dairy’s display room is in stark contrast to rest of the facility you’ve seen so far. It still seems impeccably clean, but the room is decorated with large cow-like logo’s and slightly more colour than you’d otherwise expect. One wall is mostly comprised of a viewing window, letting a large throng of visitors watch the contained hucows, whilst two much fancier doors than what you’ve just passed through at the far end of the room allow a small number of higher importance guests to come in to inspect further. The main feature of the room, however, is the two rows of ten milking stations, gleaming chrome frames with buckled restraints and milking pumps running down into the floor beneath them. More so, interestingly you can see that many of the shining frames are actually occupied by placid looking occupants, some talking to each other, some eating from movable feed trays, but all being milked, much to their palpable pleasure. His hand on your shoulder, Henry guides you over towards an open spot, offering the occasional reassuring head pat to excited hucows as he passes. Giving you distinct yet gentle prods until he’s finally happy with your position, you soon find yourself on your hands and knees, draped over the frame so that it partially supports your weight. Oddly, the position is strangely comfortable, the rubber coated mat that you’re kneeling on feeling soft beneath you as Herny staps you firmly in place. Giving you a reassuring pat on your <<checkAss>> bum, your supervisor picks up the milking pumps breast cups, breathing on them and giving the rim a quick rub to warm them up before applying them to you. Placing them on your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>>, a small, "Eeep!", escapes from your mouth, the mild cold pinching slightly uncomfortable until you get fully used to it. Patting you on the shoulder soothingly, Henry waits as the pump begins taking effect, soon engorging your <<checkNipple>> nipples until they’re fully erect and larger than ever. Before your eyes, you see flowing through the tubes a thick stream of your <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>>, disappearing down beneath the floor. The rhythmic sucking of your <<checkNipple>> nipples by the machine feels amazing now that it’s in full action, and you can’t help but let out the occasional moan or murmur of pleasured appreciation, joining the chorus of other hucows being milked. And so begins your session in the display room, a rather languid yet enjoyable situation of being milked, being watched, talking to the other residents of the dairy, and occasionally eating a few oats. … Drowsily strapped into your frame, your eyelids languidly struggling to stay open, you’re on the edge of falling asleep when suddenly a voice from beside you once more rouses your attention. Turning your head, you can just about groggily make out a beautiful long haired brunette woman on the frame next to you, her prodigious breasts hanging down beneath her to point that they almost reach the floor. Further, the look on her face largely replicates what you think is likely your own expression, a placid relaxation, though behind that you get the hint of something kind and reassuring. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BetsyLarge.png]]</div> Smiling at you comfortingly, you hone into what she says next, having missed whatever her previous statement was. "It’s okay. I know how tiring it can be, especially when you’re new. The food helps a little to refill what you’re losing from the milking, but being comfy and eating still make it very easy to fall asleep. I’m Betsy and I’ve been with the dairy for a while now. If you ever need any help or advice, don’t hesitate to ask, I like to help out when I can", her voice sweet yet slightly deep, as if maybe she doesn’t talk too often. Letting out a big yawn, you take in the tiny cow horned headband, and fluffy puffball tail plug she wears, giving off an increased impression of her being cow-like. Seeing no reason not to have a friendly conversation with the resident hucow, you respond, "Hi, I’m $firstName. It’s nice to meet you. So, what’s it like to live in the dairy?", curious to get a better idea of what to expect. Humming thoughtfully for a moment, the pretty brunette answers, "I like it. It’s nice here. There’s lots of food, and I get to sleep a lot, and they look after us well. If you put some effort into doing a good job for them by volunteering for extra work and earn yourself some treatments to improve your milk amount, then there’s some really nice perks to it all. I might not have a choice about being here, but if I did I don’t think I’d leave. My boobs just feel too good when I’m being milked, and when they prepare me for any public showing they brush my hair and wash me in the best way". "Though, if you’re asking for the bad parts too, then there’s a few things that are hard to get used to. Like, the food is bit bland, and if you’re not volunteering for extra jobs then I can imagine it getting sort of boring at times, though you’d likely be so sleepy and relaxed you wouldn’t notice too much. We also spend a lot of time naked if that’s a problem for you, though again, it’s something you quickly get used to. Oh, and there’s nowhere near enough sex. The milking makes most of us feel really horny, but the staff only have sex with us if we win a competition or on special occasions, most of the time with the intent of breeding us. There are fucking machines in the sleeping stalls, and we get to use them if we’ve been good, but it’s not the same", she finishes explaining, taking a brief break to dip her face into a raised metal trough sat just before her, the sound of munching adding to the relaxed atmosphere of the room. <<if $submission >=0>>Blushing a little<<else>>Not sure how to feel<</if>> over all the sex talk, you continue to question Betsy, wanting to find out all you can of the dairy. "Is there anything I should look out for in the display room? Henry mentioned that they are always looking for more participants, but I can’t see any reason why". Raising her head from her feed tray, needing a brief moment to swallow, Betsy lets out a little giggle before answering, "It’s probably a little mean to say, but a lot of the herd are … resistant. I can understand why, I was bought by the dairy too, but it’s rather silly of them. They’d be treated a lot better if they co-operated even a little, as it is, many of them end up getting strapped into industrial farming rigs for trying to escape or attack the staff. Even the ones who don’t do anything that stupid often don’t want to help the dairy, so they don’t offer to do promotional work, or to spend time in the display room. There’s also a few that have a weird opinion of here. You see, on top of all the visitors looking at us naked, VIP guests can touch us or even have sex with us if we agree to it. In my opinion, that’s why it’s so good to come in here, as it’s one of the easiest ways to have an orgasm or two, but I seem to be in a minority when it comes to the herd in thinking that. It’s not anything to worry about though, even us hucow slaves get to say no, so if you’re a trainee volunteering here you should be even safer". After that, you spend a bit more time getting to know Betsy. She seems nice, and makes good conversation with you, though you occasionally have to stop for breaks. A little later, the large breasted brunette explains to you that she mostly just moos rather than speaking these days, so talking for extended periods hurts her throat a little. Not wanting to overtax her, you take on the brunt of the conversation, Betsy listening attentively and appreciatively. She does, however, tell you all about some of the farm competitions they have, going over how much she enjoys being milked in front of a crowd. You don’t see too many guests enter the room, only one or two, and none of them come up close to inspect or talk to you. But, from your glances through the viewing window you can tell, to your slight embarrassment, that a lot of visitors have seen you nude and being milked, one or two even taking photos of you in your bound state. But, as there’s nothing you can do about it, you do the next best thing and relax back into a drowsy docile state. <<include [[Industrial Dairy Job End]]>>

Drowsily strapped into your frame, your eyelids languidly struggling to stay open, you’re on the edge of falling asleep when you realize that someone new is standing before you. Lazily tilting your head up, you can just about make out a heavy-set man wearing a simple suit. Letting out a large yawn, you watch on as he views you from a few steps away, muttering quietly to himself as he does. "<<if !$vagina>>He’s<<else>>She’s<</if>> attractive enough, but I don’t have any data on <<if !$vagina>>his<<else>>her<</if>> yield. The records say <<if !$vagina>>he’s<<else>>she’s<</if>> a standard trainee, so I could probably get a good deal at auction if <<if !$vagina>>he’s<<else>>she’s<</if>> not too well trained across the board. I’ll have to ask about lactation data and training, but one to look out for I think", as he speaks his expression is more one of focus and calculation than anything lust-based. Noticing that you’ve awoken from your semi-slumbered state, he looks a little sheepish for a moment, nodding at you apologetically. "Sorry about the interruption trainee $firstName, I’m just here inspecting the visiting hucows to see if you’d make good additions to my own ranch. I prefer to have a more old-fashioned open-air free-range feel to my own business, but the facilities Industrial Dairy does get in some high-quality producers. I’ll have to be keeping an eye out for you, but don’t fret, if I do end up as your master someday I have a rather hands-off approach to my cattle. My cows and studs are happy with their situation from what I can gather and have a lot of autonomy as long as they keep he ranch running fine. Anyhow, I’ll let you get back to your business". And, with that he gives you one brisk wave before quickly leaving. You spend a moment wondering whether being bought as a hucow would suit you, and if so whether you’d prefer to be ‘free-ranged’ or live somewhere like the dairy. It’s a tough decision, and you’re far too tired to have such deep thoughts at the moments, so instead spend some time imagining living as a hucow on a small farm, lustily hand-milking yourself into a bucket like you saw in an old video once. After the man you don’t see too many guests enter the room, only one or two, and none of them come up close to inspect or talk to you. But, from your glances through the viewing window you can tell, to your slight embarrassment, that a lot of visitors have seen you nude and being milked, one or two even taking photos of you in your bound state. But, as there’s nothing you can do about it, you do the next best thing and relax back into a drowsy docile state. <<include [[Industrial Dairy Job End]]>>

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>>... Pulled out of your placid drowsy state, you feel the unyielding hands of Henry rouse you back to full awareness, standing you up. Giving you a good examination, he carefully checks you over, making sure to massage your joints that had stiffened from being held in position over the frame. In particular, he inspects your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t overly sore or in any way damaged, giving an approving, "Good job. You did fine today, and I’m sure that you left a good impression on a lot of our visitors. We’re just getting everything totalled up, then we’ll compensate you for your time and efforts. We can always use more milkers willing to go on display, so if you’re interested, don’t hesitate to come back and see us again", his hard to read expression seemingly filled with pride. Ushered over to a screen out in the staff hallway, you hear the familiar monotone voice of Alice, announcing your earnings. The display covering the full details of your job session. <hr>Milking Report Name: $firstName $secondName Production Type: <<checkLactationType>> Production Quantity: $lactationLevel ml Production Quality: standard Production Value = <<set $holderInt = Math.round($lactationLevel * .1)>><<if $lactationOatsBoost>><<set $holderInt = Math.round($holderInt * 1.1)>><</if>><<if $pregnancyLactationBoost>><<set $holderInt = Math.round($holderInt * 1.1)>><</if>><<set $lactationLevel = 0>>$holderInt G.G.P <hr>Earnings Report – Industrial Dairy Display Hucow You worked a full session in the milking display room: G.G.P + 200 Value of produce: G.G.P + $holderInt<<if $breastSize >=4>> Bonus for big breasts: G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $assSize >=2>> Bonus for big ass: G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $nippleSize >0>> Bonus for large nipples: G.G.P + <<set _nippleBonus = 25 * $nippleSize>>_nippleBonus<</if>><<if $ears == 5>> Bonus for hucow ears: G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $tail == 4>> Bonus for hucow tail: G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $hornType == 1 || $hornType == 2>> Bonus for hucow horns: G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $udder>> Bonus for udder: G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if (lastVisited("Industrial Dairy Job 4a") is 0)||(lastVisited("Industrial Dairy Job 5a") is 0)||(lastVisited("Industrial Dairy Job 7a") is 0)>> Bonus for sexually pleasuring guest: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if (lastVisited("Industrial Dairy Job 6a") is 0)>> Bonus for sexually pleasuring multiple guests: G.G.P + 400<</if>><<if $currentClothing == "Cow Pattern Overalls">> Bonus for arriving in job appropriate outfit : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $currentNeckwear == "Black Leather Cowbell Collar">> Bonus for arriving with job appropriate cowbell neckwear: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5>>Bonus for light style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody == 5>> Bonus for wearing cow pattern body paint : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 7>> Bonus for good hucow behaviour: G.G.P + 200<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = <<set $earnings = 200>><<if $breastSize >=4>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $assSize >=2>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $nippleSize >0>><<set $earnings += _nippleBonus>><</if>><<if $ears == 5>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $tail == 4>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $hornType == 1 || $hornType == 2>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if (lastVisited("Industrial Dairy Job 4a") is 0)||(lastVisited("Industrial Dairy Job 5a") is 0)||(lastVisited("Industrial Dairy Job 7a") is 0)>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if (lastVisited("Industrial Dairy Job 6a") is 0)>><<set $earnings += 400>><</if>><<if $udder>><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if $currentClothing == "Cow Pattern Overalls">><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $currentNeckwear == "Black Leather Cowbell Collar">><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<set $earnings += $holderInt>><<set $ggp += $earnings>>$earnings <hr> The work session complete, Henry takes you back into the changing room to wash and get ready. Taking a moment to compose yourself, you <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Drowsily strapped into your frame, your eyelids languidly struggling to stay open, you’re on the edge of falling asleep when a voice beside you rouses you from your near slumber. Lazily tilting your head, you can just about make out the beautiful long haired brunette woman hucow you know as Betsy strapped into frame next to you, her prodigious breasts hanging down beneath her to point that they almost reach the floor. Her bright and warm smile instantly puts you in a better mood, her happiness to see you clear and infectious. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BetsyLarge.png]]</div> Letting out a large yawn, you give your head a quick shake to clear the cobwebs from your mind. "Hi $firstName, it’s good to see you again. I’m sorry if I disturbed your sleep. You looked really relaxed, and I was hesitant to say anything. But, I wanted to say hi and see how you were doing at least. I hope that’s okay", her voice sweet yet slightly deep, as if maybe she doesn’t talk too often. Working a crick out of your neck for a moment, you respond, "Hi Betsy. It’s okay, it’s nice to see you again too. I’m a bit drowsy, but other than that I’m fine. How about you?", curious to how the long-term hucow has been since your previous visit. Smiling broadly a cheeky glint in her eye, the pretty brunette answers, "I’ve had a lot of fun. In fact, while you were asleep I even had a visit from an admiring guest who wanted to ‘investigate’ a prize hucow up close and personally. It was great, and he even talked Henry into letting me have a little bit of chocolate as a reward. Chocolate is the best, but we’re not normally allowed to have it because of the strict healthy diet they keep us to. I got an orgasm and chocolate, and this gets me extra rewards for being well behaved, I can’t believe that most of the other herd members don’t want to play along when it’s this rewarding". Now that she’s mentioned it, you can mildly smell a distinctly sexual smell, the potent combination of cum, sweat and feminine juices obvious on Betsy. Seeing you wrinkle your nose a little, she adds sheepishly, "Sorry about the smell, they’ll probably give me a quick wash-down in a moment. It was just too good an offer to turn down, it’s been days since I last had sex with a real person, and I was feeling super in need. Some of the other hucows pair up in their stalls and … work it out together, but I’m stabled on my own, so I have to get it when I can". With not much else to say on the topic, you spend a bit more time getting to know Betsy. She seems nice, and makes good conversation with you, the brunette attentively listening to your words. A little later, Henry comes over with a hose, bucket and sponge. After quickly washing her down with the hose, he spends a while giving Betsy a sponge bath, much to her contented pleasure if her little moans and moos are anything to go by. You don’t see too many guests enter the room, only one or two, and none of them come up close to inspect or talk to you. But, from your glances through the viewing window you can tell, to your slight embarrassment, that a lot of visitors have seen you nude and being milked, one or two even taking photos of you in your bound state. But, as there’s nothing you can do about it, you do the next best thing and relax back into a drowsy docile state. <<include [[Industrial Dairy Job End]]>>

You feel extremely horny, though, ever since you received the treatment this has rapidly become the new normal for you. Deciding that you can spare some time to fulfil your needs you clamber onto your large <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> bed. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Rapidly shedding your clothes as you go, leaving them in an untidy heap on the floor.<<else>>Already naked, thankfully you need spend no time getting undressed, eager to start your self-pleasuring session.<</if>> You settle on the bed, moving around a little until you can get yourself comfortable, the soft, thick duvet lovingly hugging your back, as your form slightly indents it. Moving your pillows to prop yourself up into a half sitting, half lying position you feel ready to start pleasuring yourself. Closing your eyes, you run one hands down your body, caressing your <<checkSkin>> form as you go. Briefly exploring your <<checkThigh>> thigh, running into your <<checkAss>> bottom, you luxuriate in the sensations, enjoying the simplicity of your actions. Meanwhile, you <<if $breastSize ==0>>run your other hand over your chest, gently thumbing one of your <<checkNipple>> nipples. The gentle touch against your sensitive nipple, immediately renders your lust redoubled<<else>>fondle one of your <<checkBreast>> boobs, taking a moment to feel its delicate heft in your palms. The gentle touch against your sensitive mounds, renders your lust redoubled<</if>>, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and needy pussy both pulsing with need<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock pulsing with need<<else>>needy pussy pulsing with need<</if>>. <<if $lactating>>Despite only the brief touch, beneath your fingers you notice a sudden wetness as beads of <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>> lazily roll their way out from between your fingers, the smell of <<checkLactationType>> clinging pleasantly to the air, mixing with the scent of your own need.<</if>> Now fully in the moment, you focus your efforts, panting with some level of amazement at just how arousing playing with your <<checkNipple>> nipples <<if $breastSize !=0>>and <<checkBreast>> bosom <</if>>really is. In your lust-addled state, it’s not a pressing concern, but realization that it’s likely due to your initial treatment briefly crosses your mind. Of course, now that you’ve started you’re too swept up to do much else, with much intrigue exploring just what reactions you can provoke from your <<if $breastSize==0>>nipples<<else>>breasts<</if>>. Oddly your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>cunt<</if>> feels almost as if it’s being played with too, and you full expect that you’ll soon be rewarded with an intense orgasm despite having paid it no attention. <<if $lactating>>At the same time, you’re now starting to accrue quite a pool of <<checkLactationType>> on your stomach, your <<if $breastSize !=0>>breasts<<else>>nipples<</if>>now having produced a ludicrous amount of it upon every touch. Even now, rivulets of it flow down your sides into you bedsheets, creating a mess that you’re way too preoccupied to care about. <</if>><<if $udder>>Reaching down further, you even give some attention to your prodigious udder, fondling its large jiggling mass. The sloshing of your udder briging you amazing levels of satisfaction, you can’t help but let out an absentminded moo of contentment. <</if>> <<if $chastityLevel != 0>><<if $penis && $vagina>>It feels like it’s all going to happen at once, furiously tweaking your <<checkNipple>> buds in your need, you feel a rush of sensation being to flood through your cock and pussy. All of a sudden you realize how badly you’ve calculated this scenario as painfully your <<checkPenis>> cock strains against your $currentChastity as the stimulation causes it to swell up. The experience so unbearable you can’t help but bite your lip in pain, even the pleasure running through your pussy unable to counteract it. <<if $lactating>>At least something comes of it though, as with the pressure building within your chest coming to a climax, a tidal wave of <<checkLactationType>> sprays forth from within you, the power behind is so strong that even your face is lightly coated with it. <</if>><<elseif $penis>> It feels like it’s all going to happen at once, furiously tweaking your <<checkNipple>> buds in your need, you feel a rush of sensation being to flood through your cock. All of a sudden you realize how badly you’ve calculated this scenario as painfully your <<checkPenis>> cock strains against your $currentChastity as the stimulation causes it to swell up. The experience so unbearable you can’t help but bite your lip in pain, only just holding back from outright crying out from the painful pressure. <<if $lactating>>At least something comes of it though, as with the pressure building within your chest coming to a climax, a tidal wave of <<checkLactationType>> sprays forth from within you, the power behind is so strong that even your face is lightly coated with it. <</if>><<else>><<orgasm>>Whilst your pussy is contained behind your $currentChastity, it seems like you’ve found a loophole, the stimulation from your breast play causing it to swell and moisten. You can’t see your vagina, but it feels great, a hidden orgasm rocking through you as it spasms happily. Smiling to yourself at finding a work-around, knowing that no-one will ever know about it, you sink into the blissful sensations, letting yourself cum multiple times. <<if $lactating>>Even better, when matched with the other sensations currently at play your orgasms are particularly powerful. As, with the pressure building within your chest coming to a climax, a tidal wave of <<checkLactationType>> sprays forth from within you, the power behind is so strong that even your face is lightly coated with it. <</if>><</if>><<else>><<orgasm>>It all happens at once, furiously tweaking your <<checkNipple>> buds in your need, you feel a rush of sensation power through your <<if $penis & $vagina>>cock and pussy<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>>, as if someone had run a electric shock through your body. <<if $lactating>>As the crescendo of orgasm overtakes you, pressure building within your chest, a tidal wave of <<checkLactationType>> sprays forth from within you, the power behind is so strong that even your face is lightly coated with it. <</if>>Flailing wildly, deep moans springing from deep within you, you realize that your thighs have become all of a sudden quite sticky, tiredly looking down, you note with some wonder that you really did cum, a heady pool of <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> splattered wetly across them.<</if>> After a few minutes recovery you <<if $lactating>>wipe your wet hand off on your side dreading what housekeeping will think of the mess with a shudder. Seeing no good in crying over spilled <<checkLactationType>> you instead decide to <</if>>pull yourself out of bed, ready to <a data-passage="Room Hub">get back to doing something more productive</a>.

Deciding to explore if there’s any fun adventures or gameshows running today, you decide to go consult the strange plastic talking tree to see what’s available. Wandering across the massive and brightly coloured playroom, you soon arrive at the odd semi-computerized plaything, it’s cartoon face smiling happily on its front screen. Before it rests a small clearing stuffed with fluffy and plush looking mushrooms and small hillocks. Obviously placed so that visiting littles have somewhere comfortable to rest, they do help to keep the colourful fairy-tale-forest vibe of the room section, the decorators having done to great effort to make everything cute and whimsical. "Hello there cute $firstName, it’s nice to see you today", it announces in a jovial yet booming voice emanating from within its frame, "Would you like me to tell you a story or are you here to learn all about what amazing adventures await your skilful exploration? Maybe, instead you want to know all about todays gameshow listings, to find out if you can win yourself some wonderful prizes? Sit before me and tell my wooden ears what you wish today sweet $firstName". Taking a seat on a particularly vibrant-looking faux-mushroom, you answer, "I’m not looking for a story at the moment, but could you please tell me about everything else?". "Of course little $firstName, there’s many exciting gameshows and wonderous adventures within the Nursery, I hope at least one of them is to your liking …", laughs the tree, recounting everything running today. <hr>Little Land Nursery Available Events Adventures:<<if !$nurseryJungleComplete>> <a data-passage="ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Start">Sign up for the current main ABDL adventure</a><</if>> <a data-passage="ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Start">Sign up for the Mom-ster: Dragon Kitchen adventure</a> Gameshows: <<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>><<if !$malusGameToday && (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3)>><a data-passage="Diaper Racing Game Opponent Selection">Diaper Racing</a> – Compete against an opponent not to fill your diaper whilst being fed a variety of delicious <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>foods and drinks<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>drinks<<else>>foods<</if>> prepared especially for littles. Big prizes, win or lose, but make sure to sign up with a clean diaper if you want to win.<<elseif $malusGameToday>>Diaper Racing – Compete against an opponent not to fill your diaper whilst being fed a variety of delicious <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>foods and drinks<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>drinks<<else>>foods<</if>> prepared especially for littles. Big prizes, win or lose, but make sure to sign up with a clean diaper if you want to win - You’ve already participated on Diaper Racing today, so can’t compete again.<<else>>Diaper Racing – Compete against an opponent not to fill your diaper whilst being fed a variety of delicious <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>foods and drinks<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>drinks<<else>>foods<</if>> prepared especially for littles. Big prizes, win or lose, but make sure to sign up with a clean diaper if you want to win - You aren't wearing a diaper, so can't participate in Diaper Racing<</if>><<else>>None<</if>> Minor Random Task: [[Pick a random task|ABDL Job Minor Random Start]] - Receive a minor task from the talking tree (normally requests from advertisers or fans). <hr>Thinking about your options, you realize that you could always just [[stay in the main play room|ABDL Job Play]] if nothing on the Talking Tree’s list interests you.

<<if $diaperRacingRank == -1>><<set $diaperRacingRank = 0>><</if>><<set $DiaperRacingJob = true>>Telling the talking tree, "I’d like to play Diaper Racing<<if $diaperRacingOpponent == -1>>. Can you find me an opponent?<<set _randomOpponentSelection = []>><<if $sexualPreference != 2>><<set _randomOpponentSelection = _randomOpponentSelection.concatUnique("Polly")>><</if>><<if $hannahNursery && $sexualPreference != 2>><<set _randomOpponentSelection = _randomOpponentSelection.concatUnique("Hannah")>><</if>><<if $kristenQuestEnding == 1&& $sexualPreference != 2>><<set _randomOpponentSelection = _randomOpponentSelection.concatUnique("Kristen")>><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 1>><<set _randomOpponentSelection = _randomOpponentSelection.concatUnique("Willie")>><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 2>><<set _randomOpponentSelection = _randomOpponentSelection.concatUnique("Katie")>><</if>><<if $metSherwin && $sexualPreference != 2>><<set _randomOpponentSelection = _randomOpponentSelection.concatUnique("Sherwin")>><</if>><<if $metAllie && $sexualPreference != 1 && $nonHumanPlay>><<set _randomOpponentSelection = _randomOpponentSelection.concatUnique("Allie")>><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 1>><<set _randomOpponentSelection = _randomOpponentSelection.concatUnique("Billy")>><</if>><<if $metAurora && $sexualPreference != 2>><<set _randomOpponentSelection = _randomOpponentSelection.concatUnique("Aurora")>><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 2>><<set _randomOpponentSelection = _randomOpponentSelection.concatUnique("Daisy")>><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 1>><<set _randomOpponentSelection = _randomOpponentSelection.concatUnique("Shawn")>><</if>><<if $metJonathan && $sexualPreference != 1>><<set _randomOpponentSelection = _randomOpponentSelection.concatUnique("Jonathan")>><</if>><<if $metMalus && $sexualPreference != 1>><<set _randomOpponentSelection = _randomOpponentSelection.concatUnique("Malus")>><</if>><<set _selectedOpponent = _randomOpponentSelection.random()>><<if _selectedOpponent == "Malus">><<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 0>><<elseif _selectedOpponent == "Aurora">><<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 1>><<elseif _selectedOpponent == "Daisy">><<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 2>><<elseif _selectedOpponent == "Katie">><<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 3>><<elseif _selectedOpponent == "Billy">><<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 4>><<elseif _selectedOpponent == "Hannah">><<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 5>><<elseif _selectedOpponent == "Kristen">><<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 6>><<elseif _selectedOpponent == "Polly">><<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 7>><<elseif _selectedOpponent == "Jonathan">><<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 8>><<elseif _selectedOpponent == "Sherwin">><<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 9>><<elseif _selectedOpponent == "Allie">><<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 10>><<elseif _selectedOpponent == "Shawn">><<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 11>><<elseif _selectedOpponent == "Willie">><<set $diaperRacingOpponent = 12>><</if>><<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>> against Malus. Is that okay?<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>> against Aurora. Is that okay?<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>> against Daisy. Is that okay?<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>> against Katie. Is that okay?<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>> against Billy. Is that okay?<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>> against Hannah. Is that okay?<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>> against Kristen. Is that okay?<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>> against Polly. Is that okay?<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>> against Jonathan. Is that okay?<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>> against Sherwin. Is that okay?<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>> against Allie. Is that okay?<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>> against Shawn. Is that okay?<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>> against Willie. Is that okay?<</if>>", you watch as his face is momentarily replaced with an animated hourglass before returning to normal. "Little $firstName there’s a slot for that open today. <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>>Your opponent will be the adorable Malus, have you met him? He’s quite the champion for the show<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Your opponent will be the wonderful Aurora, have you met her? She’s rather friendly and a gifted competitor<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Your opponent will be the lovely Daisy, have you met her? She’s very accommodating and a gifted competitor<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Your opponent will be the excitable Katie, have you met her? She’s very friendly and a capable competitor<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Your opponent will be the energetic Billy, have you met him? He’s very friendly and a capable competitor<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Your opponent will be the bratty Hannah, have you met her? She complains rather a lot and isn’t a very capable competitor<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Your opponent will be the clumsy Kristen, have you met her? She’s very caring, though she isn’t a particularly capable competitor<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Your opponent will be the shy Polly, have you met her? She’s very quiet yet sweet deep down, though she isn’t a particularly capable competitor<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Your opponent will be the heroic Jonathan, have you met him? He’s rather friendly and a gifted competitor<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Your opponent will be the extremely cute Sherwin, have you met her? She’s very popular and a capable competitor <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Your opponent will be the lovable Allie, have you met her? She’s very helpful and a capable competitor<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Your opponent will be the competitive Shawn, have you met him? He’s very intent on winning and is a gifted competitor<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Your opponent will be the anxious Willie, have you met him? He’s shy yet friend, though he isn’t a particularly capable competitor<</if>>. I’ll set everything up for you now, if you wait outside the ‘Stage’ archway, someone will collect you soon", announces the tree in its standard joyful bark. Heading over to where you’re directed, it only takes a moment before you see an extremely tall blonde woman coming towards you. If you had to guess you’d say she’s close to six-foot-tall in height, her platinum blonde hair done up in a complicated braid. The outfit, however, is what really stands out. Leaving little to the imagination, you can’t help but gawk at her skin-tight red sequin-encrusted leotard, the light catching on it in tantalizing ways as her breasts jiggle beneath the thin surface. <<if $metCindy>>Of course you know her to be Cindy, your assigned assistant to help you out in the game show.<</if>> <<if $metCindy>>Smiling at you a dazzling smile as she approaches, Cindy giggles, "Yay! We get to play again, cutie. Hope you’ve been doing well since I last saw you. If it didn’t work the first time, after this time I’m sure you’ll be overwhelmed with the amount of support you get from the home audience, maybe even a few new mommy’s and daddy’s looking to adopt you as their special little play-thing", eyeing you up as she does to see what she’s working with. While she teases you, Cindy’s tone is certainly a lot more playful rather than menacing, more as if she’s joking with you.<<else>>Smiling at you a dazzling smile, she giggles, "Hello! O-M-G! Aren’t you just the most adorable little in the world! I’m Cindy and I’ve been sent to be your helper for this game. Let’s have a whole bunch of fun together!", the cheery blonde making a heart shape with her two hands cutely. "Hi, I’m $firstName", you answer back, unsure what to make of this tall new woman who claims to be here to partner with you for the gameshow. Giggling once more, Cindy responds, "I’m super looking forward to this $firstName, the game shows they run for the channel are always so much fun. You’ll probably have fun too, but it might get a little embarrassing first for you. Papa Glover asked me to help, so like I said before I’m going to be your assistant for the competition. We’re doing ‘Diaper Racing’ today, which is pretty simple really, and you don’t have to worry about me messing anything up as it all comes down to you, cutie. After this, I’m sure you’ll be overwhelmed with the amount of support you get from the home audience, maybe even a few new mommy’s and daddy’s looking to adopt you as their special little play-thing", eyeing you up as she goes to see what she’s working with. While she teases you, Cindy’s tone is certainly a lot more playful rather than menacing, more as if she’s joking with you. "I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to do", you tell her, getting minorly worried yourself about your chances with the competition. Putting up her hand, she waves off your question quickly, disarming you with another cheery smile, "It’s not tough, and they’ll go through it with you when we get in there. You’ll do great, and if you mess up then I’m here to still make you look good. You’re in your diaper, so other than that there’s not much else to prepare. If you pay attention to the rules it shouldn’t be too tough, but if you want some premium advice … well I can totes offer that too. So, you’ll be given a bunch of options to choose from, most will make you do something but a few will make your opponent do something, those are the best options as it’s a double win. You don’t have to pick something for yourself, whilst your opponent will have to do whatever you’ve chosen for them. Just watch out, because some people get totally crabby if you target them too much. Anyways, everything else should be pretty simple to figure out".<</if>> <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 0 && $metMalus>>As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot a single woman you recognize. Coming to a halt just before you, Malus’s imposing caretaker Aunt Agnes stares down at you, a gleeful sneer betraying her opinion of the upcoming competition. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AgnesLarge.png]]</div> With one hand patting you condescendingly atop your head, she coos, "It’s like today’s my birthday, and you just got me a wonderful present. It’s great to see you again, I’m sure that’s exactly how my naughty little Malus is feeling too. He does love to use his diaper before an audience after all. This is like the gift that keeps on giving", taking a moment to compose herself slightly, she continues, "Cindy is my friend. She’s a real sweetheart, so if I hear you’ve acted up while she’s looking after you, then it won’t just be Malus who’s on the receiving end of my … affections. We’re going to head off to prepare, so you should probably do the same with Cindy. Just remember, be on your best behaviour or else". Malus meanwhile lets out a quiet, "Hi $firstName …", before his carer silences him with a stare. Taking hold of her charge’s minute hand, you watch on as she drags him away, gleefully taunting him as she goes. Of course, he meekly takes it as always, shaking his head a little at most and giving you a friendly wave as he departs.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 0>><<set $metMalus = true>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AgnesFull.png]]</div> As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff. However, Right at the front of them you spot a short figure seemingly being lectured loudly by a much larger one. The taller individual, standing at almost 7-foot-tall, is a redheaded woman dressed in red ruffled blouse and a billowing black long skirt. Her hair tied in a tight bun, the Amazonian woman cuts an imposing figure, despite the fact that she only looks to be in her early 20’s. The shorter person, however, is much more striking in terms of appearance. At only just 4 feet in height, and with pale skin to the point that it’s almost blue in colour being only the start of his obvious modifications, you are momentarily stunned by the odd scene in front of you. Staring at them, curiosity getting the better of you, your focus rests on the small pale man. Small pointed ears, stick out of a mass of tight ringlet curls short, his hair pitch black in colour has a few veins of purple mixed throughout it drawing in your attention. Moving down, you notice high cheek bones, violet coloured eyes that look wiser than his appearance would have you believe, and a small delicate nose, all adding together to give him a sort of elvish quality. The only feature that really feels out of place, are his thick inviting lips, which rest in a natural pout. Looking further down, you notice the most prominent characteristic of the young man, that he’s wearing an extremely visible giant diaper. The huge disposable diaper, looks to be immensely padded, likely not just one, or even two diapers layered on top of each other. So bulky is the large diaper, that the man’s legs are forced apart wide, stuck in a permanent waddle to cope with it. Cute images of cartoon bears festoon the outside of the diaper, making it look rather adorable if childish. Finishing out his outfit, are a pair of matching tiny purple frilly cloth booties and mittens, and a frilly purple t-shirt, the shirt bearing puffy shoulder sections, and fine white lace around the edges, coming down just far enough that it could almost be mistaken for an extremely short baby dress. It seems to be, at least from where you’re watching. a rather one-sided conversation, with the short, diapered figure shaking his head nervously, whilst the larger figure cackles away. You don’t catch a lot of exactly what she says, but you do hear phrases like, "You better win you dirty stink-bum", and, "Big diapered cry-baby, better actually try this time", more than a couple of times. Mostly, she just seems to be taunting him endlessly with a long list of baby related comments mixed with threats of his need to win, all the while the smaller one just sits there taking it. He blushes and disagrees a little here and there, but mostly just takes her comments quietly. Coming to a halt just before you, the imposing tall woman guiding the smaller man looks down at you, a gleeful sneer betraying her opinion of the upcoming competition. With one hand patting you condescendingly atop your head, she coos, "It’s like today’s my birthday, and you just got me a wonderful present. I’m sure that’s exactly how my naughty little Malus is feeling too, he does love to use his diaper before an audience after all. This is like the gift that keeps on giving. I’m Aunt Agnes, and you’ve made me very happy, which is a good thing for you", taking a moment to compose herself slightly, she continues, "Cindy is my friend. She’s a real sweetheart, and if I hear you’ve acted up while she’s looking after you, then it won’t just be Malus who’s on the receiving end of my … affections. We’re going to head off to prepare, so you should probably do the same with Cindy. Just remember, be on your best behaviour or else". In a moment of her standing there smugly, her smaller compatriot approaches you with a friendly smile, his voice having a strange melodic sing-song quality, "Hi, I’m Malus. It’s nice to meet you. I hope we can be friends, even if we’re competing. If you ever want to come play, then I’ll be in the Nursery. I think …". Taking hold of her charge’s minute hand, you watch on as she drags him away mid-sentence, gleefully taunting him as she goes. Of course, he meekly takes it as before, shaking his head a little at most and giving you a friendly wave as he departs.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot someone you recognize. Coming to a halt just before you, Aurora the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry cat-girl<<else>>tom-boy<</if>> little gives you a short wave. Meanwhile, standing beside her is another tall woman like Cindy, although this woman is a brunette and she’s wearing a slightly differently styled pink sequin dress and a pink choker with the name ‘Lucy’ in rhinestones on it instead. <<if $nonHumanPlay>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraFurryLarge.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraHumanLarge.png]]</div><</if>> "Hey $firstName, how’ve you been doing? Should be a interesting game. Can be a bit embarrassing, but the prizes are great. Anyways, good luck out there", the laid back girl says to you with a smile, looking a little nervous but maybe also a bit excited at the same time. Waving back at her you respond, "Hi Aurora, good luck to you too", finding it nice that she doesn’t seem too worked up about the competition. Winking at you, Aurora continues, "Great! You know Diaper Racing can be a tough game. Generally you want to take down the other player as quickly as possible, but a few of the players are more sprinters than marathon runners. Shawn in particular tries to eat everything too quickly and then loses steam. Though, I probably shouldn’t give away all of my tactics. Either way, looking forward to playing against you". Her brunette assistant Lucy, however, taps Aurora on the shoulder to get her attention. "Sorry, but we really have to run. You’ll have lots of time to catch up with your friend afterwards". Taking hold of her charge’s <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furred paw<<else>>hand<</if>>, you watch on as she leads her away, Aurora giving you a friendly wave as she departs.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot someone you recognize. Coming to a halt just before you, Daisy the Lolita-fashion-loving bunny-girl gives you a quick curtsy. Meanwhile, standing beside her is another tall woman like Cindy, although this woman is a brunette and she’s wearing a slightly differently styled pink sequin dress and a pink choker with the name ‘Lucy’ in rhinestones on it instead. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisyLarge.png]]</div> "Hello $firstName, how is your day going? Are you looking forward to playing a game of Diaper Racing? It can be a tad embarrassing, but it brings a lot of positive attention to the nursery. Just in case I don’t have the chance to say it again later, good luck", the blonde girl says to you in a friendly tone, looking calm and ready to get started. Waving back at her you respond, "Hi Daisy, good luck to you too", finding it nice that she doesn’t seem too worked up about the competition. Smiling, Daisy continues, "Wonderful. It’s always much more pleasant when everyone can get along and not get too competitive. In my opinion getting too worked up doesn’t always help anyway. Katie for example when she gets too grumpy starts to make silly mistakes, Billy too, accidentally hitting the wrong buttons for example. I think that might be why they’ve both never managed to reach the top ranking category. Regardless, hope you enjoy yourself out there". Her brunette assistant Lucy, however, taps Daisy on the shoulder to get her attention. "Sorry, but we really have to run. You’ll have lots of time to catch up with your friend afterwards". Taking hold of her charge’s hand, you watch on as she leads her away, Daisy giving you a friendly wave as she departs. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot someone you recognize. Coming to a halt just before you, Katie the outgoing blonde girl gives you an energetic hug. Meanwhile, standing beside her is another tall woman like Cindy, although this woman is a brunette and she’s wearing a slightly differently styled pink sequin dress and a pink choker with the name ‘Lucy’ in rhinestones on it instead. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieLarge.png]]</div> "Hey $firstName, how’s you? Are we playing against each other? Yay! This is going to be super fun! I bet you’ll look super cute and funny when you have an accident. Even though I’m going to be trying really hard to win, good luck to you too", the pigtailed girl says to you in a friendly giggle, looking excited and more than ready to get started. Waving back at her you respond, "Hi Katie, good luck to you too", finding it nice that she doesn’t seem too worked up about the competition. Smiling and squeezing you again in another hug, Katie continues, "Yay! Glad you aren’t all grumpy and over competitive … like Billy. Oh, he’s so grumpy, and he totally says I stole his special move which is super wrong! He stole my move, coz he’s not as clever as me. The most annoying part is we’re really closely matched too! At least I can out-eat Daisy, she has a really tiny tummy even if she’s in the top rankings now. But, I should be making top strats now, see you out there". Her brunette assistant Lucy, however, taps Katie on the shoulder to get her attention. "Sorry, but we really have to run. You’ll have lots of time to catch up with your friend afterwards". Taking hold of her charge’s hand, you watch on as she leads her away, Katie giving you an energetic wave as she departs. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot someone you recognize. Coming to a halt just before you, Billy the adventurous blonde little gives you an enthusiastic thumbs-up. Meanwhile, standing beside him is another tall woman like Cindy, although this woman is a brunette and she’s wearing a slightly differently styled pink sequin dress and a pink choker with the name ‘Lucy’ in rhinestones on it instead. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/BillyLarge.png]]</div> "Hey $firstName, how are you doing? Are we playing against each other? That’s awesome! Playing against one of your bros is way better than just some random person. Even though I’m going to be trying hard to win, good luck to you too", the blonde guy says to you in a friendly tone, looking excited and more than ready to get started. Waving back at him you respond, "Hi Billy, good luck to you too", finding it nice that he doesn’t seem too worked up about the competition. Smiling and giving you another thumbs-up, Billy continues, "That’s great! Glad you aren’t being grumpy and over competitive … like Katie. She gets so grumpy, and then she totally stole my special move, which is so mean! She stole my move, because she couldn’t come up with one. The worst part though is that she says I stole her move too! Well that and that we’re really closely matched too! Getting into the top ranks is really hard though, especially with players like Daisy and Jonathan to play against who are super consistent players. Only thing I can say about their playstyles is that neither of them gets too annoyed when players use punishment choices against them. But, I should be making some top strats now, see you out there". His brunette assistant Lucy, however, taps Billy on the shoulder to get his attention. "Sorry, but we really have to run. You’ll have lots of time to catch up with your friend afterwards". Taking hold of her charge’s hand, you watch on as she leads him away, Billy giving you an energetic wave as he departs. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot someone you recognize. Coming to a halt just before you, Hannah the bratty brunette girl gives you a pat on your diaper padded butt. Meanwhile, standing beside her is another tall woman like Cindy, although this woman is a brunette and she’s wearing a slightly differently styled pink sequin dress and a pink choker with the name ‘Lucy’ in rhinestones on it instead. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahBratLarge.png]]</div> "Hey <<if $HannahDating>>cutie<<elseif $pronoun == 1>>little sis<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>little bro<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>you big baby<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>little sis<<elseif $vagina>>little sis<<elseif $penis>>little bro<</if>>, what are you doing here? Wait … are we facing each other? Well … I’m going to win, so there … but also good luck", the pouty girl says to you, obviously embarrassed and not sure how to respond. Waving back at her you respond, "Hi Hannah, good luck to you too", finding it nice that she doesn’t seem too worked up about the competition. Pouting at you again, Hannah continues, "Nooo! You need to be more competitive or else everyone’ll walk all over you! They’ve been really mean with me on this game so far, but even I know you need to be more aggressive if you want to win. Some players get embarrassed if you do mean things to them, like that Willie guy, and will play way worse. Doesn’t always work though, cause some people just get mean back, but it should work against some players at least. Not that I want you to win or anything! Hmph!". Her brunette assistant Lucy, however, taps Hannah on the shoulder to get her attention. "Sorry, but we really have to run. You’ll have lots of time to catch up with your friend afterwards". Taking hold of her charge’s hand, you watch on as she leads her away, Hannah giving you a small embarrassed wave as she departs. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot someone you recognize. Coming to a halt just before you, Kristen the clumsy ex-employee of the nursery gives you an embarrassed wave. Meanwhile, standing beside her is another tall woman like Cindy, although this woman is a brunette and she’s wearing a slightly differently styled pink sequin dress and a pink choker with the name ‘Lucy’ in rhinestones on it instead. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KristenLittleLarge.png]]</div> "Hello $firstName. How are you doing today? It seems … um, that we are both … playing a round of Diaper Racing together. It’s somewhat … embarrassing, but I’m happy to see you taking part in nursery activities. Um …. good luck", the brunette woman says to you in an embarrassed tone, blushing and glancing around nervously. Waving back at her you respond, "Hi Kristen, good luck to you too", finding it nice that she doesn’t seem too worked up about the competition. Smiling anxiously, Kristen continues, "Thank you. It’s always important to be nice to people. Some of the other littles get especially grumpy when competing at Diaper Racing, and when they get grumpy they use the punishment options more frequently. Then again, in my experience watching these competitions Katie and Billy instead both get more random, playing more punishments but also getting stuck with more poor choices. Then again, I’m rather unlucky too when playing, things always just seem not to go my way. Regardless, the most important part is having fun". Her brunette assistant Lucy, however, taps Kristen on the shoulder to get her attention. "Sorry, but we really have to run. You’ll have lots of time to catch up with your friend afterwards". Taking hold of her charge’s hand, you watch on as she leads her away, Daisy giving you an embarrassed wave as she departs. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot someone you recognize. Coming to a halt just before you, Polly the shy red-headed girl gives you a nervous short wave. Meanwhile, standing beside her is another tall woman like Cindy, although this woman is a brunette and she’s wearing a slightly differently styled pink sequin dress and a pink choker with the name ‘Lucy’ in rhinestones on it instead. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PollyLarge.png]]</div> "Hi $firstName. Good luck", the quiet little says to you in her usual shy tone, looking embarrassed but ready to get started. Waving back at her you respond, "Hi Polly, good luck to you too", finding it nice that she doesn’t seem too worked up about the competition. Smiling nervously, Polly continues, "Please don’t be mean. Talk more later". Her brunette assistant Lucy, however, taps Polly on the shoulder to get her attention. "Sorry, but we really have to run. You’ll have lots of time to catch up with your friend afterwards". Taking hold of her charge’s hand, you watch on as she leads her away, Polly giving you another small wave as she departs. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot someone you recognize. Coming to a halt just before you, Jonathan the King of the littles gives you a friendly bow of greeting. Meanwhile, standing beside him is another tall woman like Cindy, although this woman is a brunette and she’s wearing a slightly differently styled pink sequin dress and a pink choker with the name ‘Lucy’ in rhinestones on it instead. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/JonathanLarge.png]]</div> " Fair day to you <<if $pronoun == 1>>Lady<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Knight<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Lady<<else>>Sir<</if>> $firstName. Are we to compete today? Splendid! May luck be on your side in your endeavours", the blonde guy says to you in a friendly if overacted tone, looking excited and more than ready to get started. Waving back at him you respond, "Hi Jonathan, good luck to you too", finding it nice that he doesn’t seem too worked up about the competition. Smiling, Jonathan continues, "Excellent comradery! It is always best to leave the battle on the field! Some competitors have the habit of getting frustrated when they’re losing, and step up the aggression of the game in kind. Tis best not to lose your temper, lest you begin to make poor choices. But, alas, perhaps I should not give away too many of my secret strategies before we duel". His brunette assistant Lucy, however, taps Jonathan on the shoulder to get his attention. "Sorry, but we really have to run. You’ll have lots of time to catch up with your friend afterwards". Taking hold of her charge’s hand, you watch on as she leads him away, Jonathan giving you a polite wave as he departs. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot someone you recognize. Coming to a halt just before you, Sherwin the overly sweet little gives you a wink and a charismatic wave. Meanwhile, standing beside her is another tall woman like Cindy, although this woman is a brunette and she’s wearing a slightly differently styled pink sequin dress and a pink choker with the name ‘Lucy’ in rhinestones on it instead. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/SherwinLarge.png]]</div> "Hello there $firstName, are you having an amazing day? What, are we playing against each other at Diaper Racing? That sounds really fun and great, I’ll have to tell my ‘Daddy’ Scott all about it! Lets still be besties and wish each other good luck. So, good luck!", the brunette girl says to you sweetly, just the slightest hint in the back of your mind making you think she isn’t entirely sincere. Waving back at her you respond, "Hi Sherwin, good luck to you too", finding it nice that she doesn’t seem too worked up about the competition … probably. Winking at you and grinning, Sherwin continues, "Yay! Thank you’s! It’ll be so much fun, I’m sure you’ll do really well. Though, did you know that if you press the punishment options too many times against your opponent then you automatically lose! Yeah, it’s totally true, you can trust me, I would never give you bad advice. So … maybe we shouldn’t press any of those big mean choices …", the way she grins giving you the impression that you probably shouldn’t trust her about any of what she’s just said. Her brunette assistant Lucy, however, taps Sherwin on the shoulder to get her attention. "Sorry, but we really have to run. You’ll have lots of time to catch up with your friend afterwards". Taking hold of her charge’s hand, you watch on as she leads her away, Sherwin giving you a dramatic stage wave as she departs. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot someone you recognize. Coming to a halt just before you, Allie the sissy wolf-maid gives you a friendly wave. Meanwhile, standing beside her is another tall woman like Cindy, although this woman is a brunette and she’s wearing a slightly differently styled pink sequin dress and a pink choker with the name ‘Lucy’ in rhinestones on it instead. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AllieLarge.png]]</div> "Hello there $firstName, are you competing at Diaper Racing too today? That sounds like it’ll be a lot of fun. It’s somewhat … embarrassing, but I’m happy to see you taking part in activities for the facility. They help the various sections of the facility a lot, and make many more people happier in the process. Good luck", the furry maid says to you in a slightly embarrassed tone, also seemingly excited to get started. Waving back at her you respond, "Hi Allie, good luck to you too", finding it nice that she doesn’t seem too worked up about the competition. Giving you an exceptionally fluffy hug, Allie continues, "That’s so sweet of you to say. I hope we both have a wonderful time out there. It can be a tough game, so remember to balance your choices out if possible, and to eat or drink smaller portions too as that’s better for digestion. Even if you can’t always win by finding ways to make it more difficult for your opponent, outlasting them is also a good way to win. I hear there’s a little in the top rank who is especially good, but usually doesn’t win longer matches, I think his name is Shawn. Ooo, I’m sure you’ll do great out there". Her brunette assistant Lucy, however, taps Allie on the shoulder to get her attention. "Sorry, but we really have to run. You’ll have lots of time to catch up with your friend afterwards". Taking hold of her charge’s hand, you watch on as she leads her away, Allie giving you an embarrassed wave as she departs. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>> As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot someone you maybe recognize. Coming to a halt just before you, an athletic redheaded male little gives you an enthusiastic thumbs-up. Meanwhile, standing beside him is another tall woman like Cindy, although this woman is a brunette and she’s wearing a slightly differently styled pink sequin dress and a pink choker with the name ‘Lucy’ in rhinestones on it instead. "Hey there. Are you my competition this time? Good to meet you. Name’s Shawn, don’t forget it! I’m going to be the Diaper Racing champion someday, until then I need to hone my skills until I’m the best. What that means is, good luck out there. Strong contenders need strong competition to make them winners", the tall redhead says to you in a friendly tone tinged with competitive rivalry, Shawn looking enthusiastic and more than ready to get started. Waving back at him you respond, "Hi Shawn, good luck to you too", finding it nice that he’s so pumped-up for the competition. Smiling and giving you a quick flex, Shawn continues, "That’s the spirit! Woo, yeah! You have to get your motivation up if you’re going to win today, being positive about your chances is half the battle. The other half is taking advantage of every opportunity you get. Shouldn’t have to tell you by now given your rank, but people don’t like when you use the punishment options on them, but they don’t stay mad afterwards really. Use them, you’ll need it, especially against Malus and his carer. Rumour is that she cheats … a lot, even seen it when I’ve played against him". His brunette assistant Lucy, however, taps Shawn on the shoulder to get his attention. "Sorry, but we really have to run. You’ll have lots of time to catch up with your friend afterwards". Taking hold of her charge’s hand, you watch on as she leads him away, Shawn giving you a confident nod as he departs.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>As you talk briefly with your assistant you notice a small crowd moving towards you, most of which have the air of general facility staff, though you do spot someone you maybe recognize. Coming to a halt just before you, a short and thin brunette haired male little gives you a nervous short wave. Meanwhile, standing beside him is another tall woman like Cindy, although this woman is a brunette and she’s wearing a slightly differently styled pink sequin dress and a pink choker with the name ‘Lucy’ in rhinestones on it instead. "Um … hi there. I’m …. um, I’m Willie, nice to … you know, meet you. Good luck … you know, out there", the shy guy says to you in a wavering voice, looking embarrassed and not excited to get started. Waving back at him you respond, "Hi Willie, good luck to you too", finding it nice that he doesn’t seem too worked up about the competition. Smiling nervously, Willie continues, "Can you, just, er, try not to be too … mean to me? I don’t really want to play, so I’ll kind of try to lose. They said I had to … um, do this, because I’m too … kinda … nervous. In fact, I get … um, stage fright, especially if I’m embarrassed … it’s a common thing really. So … you know, you don’t have to try too hard today …". His brunette assistant Lucy, however, taps Willie on the shoulder to get his attention. "Sorry, but we really have to run. You’ll have lots of time to catch up with your friend afterwards". Taking hold of her charge’s hand, you watch on as she leads him away, Willie giving you another small awkward wave as he departs.<</if>> And, with that, Cindy begins to usher you on forward to the large arch labelled, "Front Stage", so that you both can [[begin the preparations for Diaper Racing|Diaper Racing Game Setup]].

Left alone now, you return to the talking tree to see how high your ratings were today. Moving up to the cartoonish screen of the tree, you see that the show went on for a while and it's almost time for you to leave, your earnings report fully on display. <<set $random = random(8,9)>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if $diaperRacingLeader>><<set $earnings += 500>><<elseif $diaperRacingRank == 1>><<set $earnings += 150>><<elseif $diaperRacingRank == 2>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a $random point rating from – Being a contestant on Diaper Racing: <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<<if $diaperRacingLeader>> Bonus for being the Diaper Racing champion: G.G.P + 500<<elseif $diaperRacingRank == 1>> Bonus for being an intermediate rank Diaper Racer: G.G.P + 150<<elseif $diaperRacingRank == 2>> Bonus for being an expert rank Diaper Racer: G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the race: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the race: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the race: G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you say goodbye to everyone and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Lethargically held in your frame, your eyelids flutter as they struggle to stay open. You’re just about to drift asleep when movement in front of you rouses you from your state of near slumber. Lazily tilting your head up, you watch with a large yawn as a gagged red-headed hucow is firmly dragged by Henry onto the milking stall beside you. Her long bright ginger braided pigtails, flapping about as she twists and turns, grumpy mumbling barely muffled by the device in her mouth as the dairy overseer straps her in. Getting a closer look, you’re a bit surprised at the girl, her breasts much smaller than you’d expect from a hucow, though she does have an adorable smattering of freckles across the majority of her smooth pale skin. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RachelHucowLarge.png]]</div> Taking a knee so he’s on level with her, you hear as Henry tells the girl in a soothing yet stern tone, "Now come on Rachel, you signed up to come in here, there’s no need for that lip of yours over this. I’m going to take that bit out of your mouth in a moment, and I’m going to trust that you aren’t going to cause a scene. I know that this has all been rough on you, no point in making it any harder by getting yourself in punishment for cussing out staff or guests, especially when you’ve just earned yourself some privileges. Understood", the expression on his face brooking no sass. With a great huffing sigh, the girl relents, nodding her agreement. Seeing that she’s complying, at least for now, Henry unbuckles the gag bit carefully, massaging her jaw as he goes. "Argh. Alright I suppose. But you gotta promise me that if I don’t shout anyone out then I’ll keep my privileges, and I don’t have to suck anyone’s cock or nothing", replies the freckled red-head, her voice slightly gravelly and unrefined with just a slight rural accented hint to it. "Of course, that’s the deal on the table. Rules are that you don’t have to do anything for a guest you don’t want to. Just make sure you don’t bite, insult or spit on a guest and I think we’ll be fine on your behaviour. If you start to get all wound up, remember that you’re getting TV in your stall for volunteering here", he reminds her, wanting to make sure that she doesn’t throw another tantrum. Seemingly happy with her silence, Henry gives her a gentle pay on the head before heading off to look at one of the other hucows. Seeing him gone, the freckled cutie, her teeth slightly crooked, grins at you, "Don’t think I’ve seen you around here. You new? Or, are you a day-worker?", all signs of her previous grumpy reluctance immediately dissipated in her cheeky smile. "Hi, I’m $firstName. I’m a repurposed trainee, just doing a few shifts for the dairy", you reply, not sure exactly how to respond to her. "Sure, sure. Makes sense. I’m Rachel by the way, not that you really need to know. I’ll be out of here in no time when they figure out how unsuited I am to this play. I mean, look at my tits, do they look like cow tits to you?", the girl answers in a cheeky tone, trying to shake her tiny chest which barely can even manage the most minute jiggle, "See, nothing! Practically flat as a board!". Her tone getting slightly grimmer, she continues, "Never thought the dairy would pick me up, but they keep insisting that I was a good buy for my price, think I fit the look of the place. Well, the way I see it they’ll soon get bored of me playing hard to get and if they can’t get much milk out of me then they’ll recoup the money by selling me on. Wouldn’t mind working one of the brothels, or maybe as a maid, at least they get clothes and decent food". <<if $submission >0>>A bit uncomfortable from her negative attitude, you try to shuffle a little in your bindings, feeling awkward from the conversation. "It can’t be all that bad, can it?", you ask hoping that maybe she’ll cheer up a bit.<<else>>Feeling slightly uncomfortable by her talking so openly about wanting to escape, the thought of getting wrapped up in someone else’s problems not something that appeals to you, you decide to try and change the subject. "Come on, can’t be all that bad. Especially if they let you talk about that stuff in public", you add hoping that maybe she’ll avoid the topic in the future.<</if>> Shrugging slightly, she sighs, "Sure, it’s not the worst thing that can happen. I mean, I’ll take it over getting packed into latex and used as a footstool, but it’s not my thing. I don’t make much milk, and I don’t want to volunteer for too much crap to help them, so my living conditions are pretty suck-y. Henry is nice enough, he at least tries to make me not feel like shit, and he’s offered to get me some basic milk boosters to help my output. But, messing around with that sort of stuff seems pretty final, you know. Plus, being treated like a farm animal isn’t where I saw my future prospects, even when I landed myself in slavery". With not much else to say on the topic, you spend a bit more time getting to know Rachel. She seems nice enough after you get over her sulking and makes good conversation with you. It sounds like she’s trying to play along just enough that she doesn’t get in trouble, but still hasn’t settled in the dairy, an undercurrent of escape held in much of what she says. Outside of that though she mostly tells you about her past, commenting on how she used to work on a farm, so the whole hucow thing is annoyingly ironic to her. She’s taken away after a while, her session much shorter due to her small barely lactating breasts, Henry re-gagging her as she returns to her grumpy mumbling. You don’t see too many guests enter the room, only one or two, and none of them come up close to inspect or talk to you. But, from your glances through the viewing window you can tell, to your slight embarrassment, that a lot of visitors have seen you nude and being milked, one or two even taking photos of you in your bound state. But, as there’s nothing you can do about it, you do the next best thing and relax back into a drowsy docile state. <<include [[Industrial Dairy Job End]]>>

Drowsily strapped into your frame, your eyelids languidly struggling to stay open, you’re on the edge of falling asleep when a voice beside you rouses you from your near slumber. Lazily tilting your head, you can just about make out the pigtailed and freckled ginger hucow you know as Rachel strapped into frame next to you, her tiny breasts barely hanging down beneath her, producing very little milk. Her cheeky grin meets you, her mood seemingly less grumpy than you’ve seen her previously. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RachelHucowSmall.png]]</div> Letting out a large yawn, you give your head a quick shake to clear the cobwebs from your mind. "Hey $firstName, didn’t think I’d see you again. You figured out how to break me out of here yet, or am I going to have to tunnel out of her on my own", her voice joking, though you get the hint that there’s an element of gallows humour to her comment. Working a crick out of your neck for a moment, you respond, "Hi Rachel. It’s nice to see you again too. I’m a bit drowsy, but other than that I’m fine. How about you?", curious to how the reluctant hucow has been since your previous visit. Sighing and shrugging, the pretty red-head answers, "You know, it’s been same as before. Boring mostly. I’ve got a TV in my stall now, so the nights are a bit better. They can’t find anyone who wants to room with me, and everyone they assign has asked for rehousing, so they’ve given up and just left me to sleep on my own. It’s actually pretty great, no worries about snoring keeping me up at least. I was thinking about maybe signing up for some promotional stuff, make me more valuable as a model than as a milker, but I’m still not sure if that’ll backfire, you know". Curious to find out more about the dairy, you ask her in a conversational tone, "Promotional stuff? What sort of promotional stuff? And, while you’re at it, what sort of privileges do they let you earn here?". Shrugging again, she mumbles, "It’s embarrassing, but if it’ll convince you not to end up here then I suppose I can tell you. Promotional work varies a bit, and they offer it when it comes up. Normally, it means being showed off at events, but sometimes they need proper models for photoshoots and stuff. It’s still as a hucow, but it’s better than boring milking. Sadly, they fill up the good ones quick. As for the reward system, that’s sort of complex. They have a point system a bit like the G.G.P points for you trainees, but it’s for good behaviour and milk output. You can cash them in for room trades, nicer beds, even normal food every now and then. But, they’re really hard to get a bunch of. Henry’s pretty nice with them to be honest, he’ll even add new things to the reward list if they’re reasonable". With not much else to say on the topic, you spend a bit more time getting to know Rachel. She seems nice if a little surly, and makes good conversation with you, the freckled girl chatting with you attentively. Mostly she asks you about what’s going on outside the dairy, obviously wanting to take her mind off of her life as a hucow slave. Before long though, she’s taken, her session much shorter due to her small barely lactating breasts. However, on a positive note, Henry no longer having to gag her like he did in your first meeting. You don’t see too many guests enter the room, only one or two, and none of them come up close to inspect or talk to you. But, from your glances through the viewing window you can tell, to your slight embarrassment, that a lot of visitors have seen you nude and being milked, one or two even taking photos of you in your bound state. But, as there’s nothing you can do about it, you do the next best thing and relax back into a drowsy docile state. <<include [[Industrial Dairy Job End]]>>

Drowsily strapped into your frame, your eyelids languidly struggling to stay open, you’re on the edge of falling asleep when you realize that someone new is standing before you. Lazily tilting your head up, you can just about make out a cheery yet normal looking woman. Though, you do note to some amusement that she’s rather oddly dressed. Seemingly taking her visit to the dairy seriously, she’s fully dressed in something that looks like a cow-girl outfit, a wide brimmed hat and spurred boots completing the look. The only part of it that feels extremely out of place is the thick and intimidating looking strap-on she wears buckled around her crotch, the buckles on it hidden within the depths of her leather chaps. Letting out a large yawn, you watch on as she moves closer, offering you a small appreciative purr as she eyes you up with obvious lust. "What a sexy little thing you are all trussed up and sleepy. I’m on a nice vacation to this here facility, and thought it’d be real interesting to come visit a working human dairy. Not only was I proven right, but then I spot the most delectable hucow all bound and adorable being milked, and I say to myself ‘better go in and see if <<if $pronoun == 1>>she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> wants a good fucking to brighten <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>his<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>their<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>his<</if>> day’. So, what do you say cutie, you want to feel my big black dildo breeding you deep? I’ll even give you a little cash to remember me by. All you got to do is just give me a nod or shake of your head. You’re such a sleepy thing that I don’t think you could manage to speak right now, could you?", the woman offers you, the whole time licking her lips and absentmindedly stroking the girthy black faux-cock. Thinking over her offer a moment, you try to take in all the information. Letting her fuck you could make you some more money, <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>and it could be fun. She’s quite pretty, and that dildo looks like it’d feel great being pushed into you, especially if she knows what she’s doing<<else>>but you’re not into women so it’s not something you’d consider fun. She does, however, seem nice enough at least<</if>>. On the other side, you’d be having very public sex, and you get the feeling that she wants to fuck you hard and fast while you’re bound to the frame. Either way, you probably shouldn’t keep the woman waiting too long if you don’t want to look rude at your job. Do you: <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>[[Agree to her offer|Industrial Dairy Job 5a]]<<else>>You’re not into women, so her offer isn’t something you’d be interested in accepting<</if>> [[Decline her offer|Industrial Dairy Job 5b]]

Drowsily strapped into your frame, your eyelids languidly struggling to stay open, you’re on the edge of falling asleep when you realize that someone new is standing before you. Lazily tilting your head up, you can just about make out a rather normal looking man. Normal that is except for one thing. Much to your amusement, your laughter only stifled by your tiredness, you run your eyes up one of the gaudiest outfits you’ve ever seen. The guest seems to be taking his visit to the dairy seriously, as he’s fully dressed in a clean and new looking cowboy outfit, complete with shiny white spurred boots. Letting out a large yawn, you watch on as he moves closer, offering you a slow friendly wave in greeting. "Hello there little one, aren’t you just the most adorable thing in this here facility. I’m on a very special celebratory visit today. You see my company just secured a big contract, and I got an equally big bonus for getting it. And, I’ve always found sweet sleepy little hucows just the cutest thing ever. I was just wondering, if you wouldn’t mind, whether you’d let me breed you a little? I can pay obviously. Now, don’t you tax yourself too much thinking about this, you just give me a nod or shake of your head. After all, darling hucows don’t speak much, do they?", as he speaks to you, you notice distinctly that he keeps his voice quite soft and quiet, as if he’s worried he’ll spook you if he makes too much noise. Thinking over his offer a moment, you try to take in all the information. Letting him fuck you could make you some more money, <<if $sexualPreference !=1>>and it could be fun. At the very least he seems to be polite and clean<<else>>but you’re not into men so it’s not something you’d consider fun. He does, however, seem polite and clean at least<</if>>. On the other side, you’d be having very public sex, and the guy seems to want to treat you more like a dairy cow from the sound of things. Either way, you probably shouldn’t keep the man waiting too long if you don’t want to look rude at your job. Do you: <<if $sexualPreference !=1>>[[Agree to his offer|Industrial Dairy Job 4a]]<<else>>You’re not into men, so his offer isn’t something you’d be interested in accepting<</if>> [[Decline his offer|Industrial Dairy Job 4b]]

Deciding that you’d not like to take the man up on his offer you shake your head at him. <<if $submission > -25>>Unable to hold back another docile yawn, you look up with big weary eyes at the man, hoping he takes your refusal well<<else>>Yawning in what you hope to be as disrespectful way as you can muster, you stare at the man with utter disinterest<</if>>. Thankfully, the cow-boy dressed man seems to accept your decision without complaint, though you can see that he’s obviously saddened by your rebuffing. With a gloomy smile, the man nods at you acknowledging-ly, "That makes sense. You’re tired, and very busy with your milking. I’m sorry to have bothered you. I’ll let you get back to your business. Maybe I’ll catch you at a better time, you really are a very cute little hucow". And, with a small wave goodbye, the man departs the room to re-join his tour. After the man you don’t see too many guests enter the room, only one or two, and none of them come up close to inspect or talk to you. But, from your glances through the viewing window you can tell, to your slight embarrassment, that a lot of visitors have seen you nude and being milked, one or two even taking photos of you in your bound state. But, as there’s nothing you can do about it, you do the next best thing and relax back into a drowsy docile state. <<include [[Industrial Dairy Job End]]>>

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $vagina>><<cumVagina 1>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>><<else>><<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 1>> <</if>>Nodding your acceptance, you watch his eyes light up with even more excitement. "Well, aren’t you just the best little hucow in this whole dairy. Not just cute as a button, but also considerate and a just a bit frisky. I’ll have the funds sent over right away, to my understanding the dairy handles that, but I’ll make sure on the way out. But, as for now, I’ll be seeing to my sweet little friend won’t I. So, relax, get as comfortable as you can, and I’ll try and set your loins aflame with a breeding that’ll satisfy you". <<if $submission > -25>>Humming your agreement, eyes lidding lazily once more in your exhaustion<<else>>Rolling your eyes in exasperation, but still wanting to get paid<</if>>, you settle back down as he instructed you. The man passes out of sight, but that’s to be expected, you vision hampered significantly by both your excessive bindings, as well as your state of perpetual tiredness. Of course, it doesn’t take long for you to figure out where he is, the feel of his two meaty hands caressing your <<checkAss>> bottom soothingly, as if he wants to make sure you’re calm and docile before starting anything. His careful massaging of your rear feels rather nice, especially combined with the rhythmic sucking of your <<if $breastSize == 0>><<checkNipple>> nipples<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>>, and you soon recognise the familiar heat of arousal starting to build. Your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> dick standing at attention below you, whilst your wanton pussy pulses with need<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick standing at attention below you<<else>>your wanton pussy pulsing with need<</if>>, you let out a little appreciative moan as his hands start to roam exploratorily. A clattering behind you as he drops his belted and pants to the floor, combined with a distinct prodding at your <<if $vagina>>cunt<<else>>asshole<</if>> by something that you guess is one of his fingers, signals that he’s getting ready to start. Though, his touch does remain gentle, his finger joined by another which tentatively roams within your needy hole, stretching it slowly in preparation for its imminent usage. Clamping his hands on your hips, his knees slapping against the floor behind you, you hear the man whisper encouragingly, "Thank you my sweet little hucow, I’ll try to go slow to make sure you’re okay. You feel so good back here on my fingers, and I’ve not even entered you yet. You must really be in need of some relief. Pant and moan all you like cutie, it’s very adorable". Murmuring happily at his kind words, you almost miss the moment as he presses his length into your <<if $vagina>>wet and ready pussy<<else>>well-prepared rear entrance<</if>>, his relatively standard cock gliding into you with ease. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowBreeding.jpg]]</div> <</if>>Now firmly lodged in your sensitive depths, your partner begins to pick up the pace, making true on his promise to breed you. Especially in your bound and docile state, you can do very little other than submit to his fucking, pliantly yielding to his cock as it <<if $vagina>>reaches deep into your feminine depths<<else>>rubs wonderfully against your eager prostate<</if>>. Despite his relatively doughy appearance, the faux-cowboy has a lot of stamina, managing to rut you with a steady rate of cock, much to your delight. Small mewls and the occasional embarrassed moo being pulled from deep within you, the man always taking a moment to give you some extra attention whenever he hears you moo. Your nipples being massaged by the milking machine, and your <<if $vagina>>engorged pussy<<else>>quivering asshole<</if>> being attended to by the guest, you’re in a veritable state of bliss. Letting out one loud moo of utter contentment, you’re brought to a shuddering orgasm by the dick plumbing your depths. Your <<if $vagina>>cunt<<else>>rear-hole<</if>> gripping him like a vice as it pulses with pleasure <<if $vagina>>a torrent of warm fem-cum flooding over his length<<else>>your cock spurting a torrent of cum on the floor beneath you<</if>>, your partner also achieves his own much-needed release. Squirting a hot load of cum deep within you, he finally succumbs to exhaustion, collapsing against you in what accounts to a cuddle, bound as you are. After regaining his breath, his rapidly cooling cum slowly bubbling and leaking out of you, he gives you another comforting stroke on the behind. "Wow! That was certainly something! You must have really needed that more than I thought. They way your body tugged at me, near the end I thought you were going to break me off back there you were so tight. I appreciate you letting me have this chance you know, playing with an adorable little hucow has certainly always been a dream of mine. But I’ve really got to be going now. I know how important it is for you to rest up, so you can produce a good milk harvest, and I don’t want to get in the way of that. You look after yourself darling, and maybe I’ll see you again, I’ll certainly make sure to visit again in the hopes of seeing my special little hucow". And, with a merry wave goodbye, the man departs the room to re-join his tour, leaving you exhausted but with a happy post-sex glow about you, his cum slowly dribbling down your thigh. After the man you don’t see too many guests enter the room, only one or two, and none of them come up close to inspect or talk to you. But, from your glances through the viewing window you can tell, to your slight embarrassment, that a lot of visitors have seen you nude and being milked, one or two even taking photos of you in your bound state. But, as there’s nothing you can do about it, you do the next best thing and relax back into a drowsy docile state. <<include [[Industrial Dairy Job End]]>>

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $vagina>><<cumVagina 1>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>><<else>><<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 1>><</if>>Nodding your acceptance, you watch her lips curl up into an even bigger grin, obviously extremely pleased with her win. "Of course you’d agree, you just couldn’t resist the urge to find out what my big black behemoth feels like in your tiny hucow holes. I’m going to love every moment of this, you’re certainly a delectable little darling. If you weren’t all hooked up with those milking tubes, then I’d be hard pressed to resist drinking you dry while I bred you like a bull in heat. As it is, I’ll just have to settle for making you orgasm so hard that your sweet little hucow brain turns to lust-addled mush". <<if $submission > -25>>Humming your agreement, eyes lidding lazily, but your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy both<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> already aflame with need from her tantalizing dirty talk, you wait eager for attentions<<else>>Grunting in agreement, yet accompanying that with a dismissive roll of the eyes, internally you can’t help but admit that your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy both are<<elseif $penis>>cock is<<else>>pussy is<</if>> already aflame with need from her tantalizing dirty talk<</if>>. The woman passes out of sight behind you, but that’s to be expected, you vision hampered significantly by both your excessive bindings as well as your state of perpetual tiredness. Of course, it doesn’t take long for you to figure out where she is, the feel of her two delicate hands caressing your <<checkAss>> bottom soothingly, as she teases your desire into an ever-greater need. Her seductive massaging of your rear feels amazing, especially combined with the rhythmic sucking of your <<if $breastSize == 0>><<checkNipple>> nipples<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>>, and you soon recognise that even without any penetration that you’re already rapidly building towards an orgasm. Your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> dick standing at attention below you, whilst your wanton pussy pulses with need<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick standing at attention below you<<else>>your wanton pussy pulsing with need<</if>>, you let out a little appreciative moan as her hands start to roam exploratorily. A painful sting accompanied by a loud cracking sound spreads across your ass cheeks as she spanks you playfully, the eager guest prodding at your <<if $vagina>>cunt<<else>>asshole<</if>> with her fingers as she tries to determine if you’re ready. Though her actions are extremely dominating, her touch does remain gentle, her fingers roaming tentatively within your needy hole, stretching it slowly in preparation for its imminent usage. Clamping her hands on your hips, her leather chaps slapping against the floor behind you, you hear the woman whisper encouragingly, "Look at that hungry little <<if $vagina>>pussy<<else>>asshole<</if>> of yours. It’s so hot and inviting, I didn’t think it was ever going to let my fingers go it was pulling me in so strongly. You must be really in need of a good hard breeding like I thought. Well, don’t worry my little darling, I’ll ride you long and hard and make sure that when we’re done you’ll be tingling down there for days thinking about me. Such a sweet little hucow, and for now you’re all mine". Murmuring happily at her sexy words, you almost miss the moment as she presses her immense length into your <<if $vagina>>wet and ready pussy<<else>>well-prepared rear entrance<</if>>, her girthy faux-cock stretching you in just the right way. Now firmly lodged in your sensitive depths, your partner begins to pick up the pace, making true on her promise to breed you roughly. Especially in your bound and docile state, you can do very little other than submit to her fucking, pliantly yielding to her large dildo as it <<if $vagina>>reaches deep into your feminine depths<<else>>rubs wonderfully against your eager prostate<</if>>, feeling massive as it fills you to the max. Despite her relatively normal appearance, the attractive cowgirl has a lot of stamina, managing to rut you with a steady rate of cock, much to your delight. Small mewls and the occasional embarrassed moo being pulled from deep within you, the woman always taking a moment to give you another playful spank whenever she hears you moo. Your nipples being massaged by the milking machine, and your <<if $vagina>>engorged pussy<<else>>quivering asshole<</if>> being ravagedby the guest, you’re in a veritable state of bliss. Letting out one loud moo of utter contentment, you’re brought to a shuddering orgasm by the thick black dildo plumbing your depths. Your <<if $vagina>>cunt<<else>>rear-hole<</if>> gripping her like a vice as it pulses with pleasure <<if $vagina>>a torrent of warm fem-cum flooding over its length<<else>>your cock spurting a torrent of cum on the floor beneath you<</if>>. Clamping down on her strap-on seems to have a major effect on your partner too as she also seems to achieve her own much-needed release, her fingernails digging into you to some minor discomfort. Pumping a hot load of her fem-cum down the special dildo and deep within you, she finally succumbs to exhaustion, collapsing against you in what accounts to a cuddle, bound as you are. After regaining her breath, the feel of her hot fem-cum within you odd but nice, she gives you another slightly softer spank on the behind. "Whew! That was really something! You got some pull on you my little hucow, thought you were going to pull off my strap-on for a second there when you came. And, that nice ass of yours felt great under my hands. The dairy will sort out the payment, but you certainly earned it. Those moos of yours were so adorable, had to hold off cumming much earlier when I heard them", catching her breath she deflates a little, "But, I’ve got to head off now. Got a business meeting in an hour, and I’ve got to get cleaned up after our fun. Not sure if you’ll still be around, but I come to the facility pretty often, maybe I’ll see you again. Look after yourself my adorable little hucow" . And, with a good-natured tip of her cowboy hat, the woman departs the room to re-join her tour, leaving you exhausted but with a happy post-sex glow about you, her fem-cum slowly dribbling down your thigh. After the woman you don’t see too many guests enter the room, only one or two, and none of them come up close to inspect or talk to you. But, from your glances through the viewing window you can tell, to your slight embarrassment, that a lot of visitors have seen you nude and being milked, one or two even taking photos of you in your bound state. But, as there’s nothing you can do about it, you do the next best thing and relax back into a drowsy docile state. <<include [[Industrial Dairy Job End]]>>

Deciding that you’d not like to take the woman up on her offer you shake your head at her. <<if $submission > -25>>Unable to hold back another docile yawn, you look up with big weary eyes at the lady, hoping she takes your refusal well<<else>>Yawning in what you hope to be as disrespectful way as you can muster, you stare at the woman with utter disinterest<</if>>. Thankfully, other than an irritated sigh, she seems to take your rebuffing well, even taking her hands off of her large black dildo for a moment. With a wry smile, the she winks at you jokingly, "It was the strap-on wasn’t it darling. Had you scared stiff thinking of that big hole-breaker pushing its way into you. Well, don’t worry, you just relax in your milking. Maybe we’ll see each other again, when you’re itching for a good hard breeding. Until then, I’ll see you around my darling little hucow". And, with a quick tip of her hat, the woman leaves you be. However, much to your surprise she doesn’t leave, instead finding another hucow who quickly accepts her offer, panting and mooing with pleasure as she receives the fucking you just turned down. After the woman you don’t see too many guests enter the room, only one or two, and none of them come up close to inspect or talk to you. But, from your glances through the viewing window you can tell, to your slight embarrassment, that a lot of visitors have seen you nude and being milked, one or two even taking photos of you in your bound state. But, as there’s nothing you can do about it, you do the next best thing and relax back into a drowsy docile state. <<include [[Industrial Dairy Job End]]>>

Travelling far into the facility, you arrive at the listed destination, to your confusion a selection of toilet blocks with white tiled floors and walls. At the exact listed location, you noted from your tablet, you discover a plunger and cleaning bucket propped up against an LCD screen which reads, "$firstName, your task is to clean the toilets for the facility". With your task explained you pick up the plunger and cleaning supplies, ready to start your tedious job of cleaning the toilets. It's exactly as they stated on the job description, boring. After about 30 minutes, having seen little out of the ordinary as you go about your assigned task other than a few passers-by in various states of attire who largely ignore you, you stop in confusion. Notice that there are some unpleasant looking stains running down the outside of the toilets frame, you wonder for a moment whether you’re supposed to clean those too, or just inside the toilet bowls. Shrugging, and seeing no harm in doing so, you get to work scrubbing them away tentatively, the stains slowly dissipating with some effort on your part. That’s when it happens. A strange rumble comes from the cistern of the toilet, and you begin to recoil in horror worried about getting covered in toilet water or worse, but thankfully that doesn’t transpire. Instead, a selection of tendril-like robotic appendages emerge from the top of the toilet tank, seemingly designed to clean the toilets themselves. Looking closer, you realize to much annoyance, that you’ve seen the same strange indents in all of the toilets you’ve cleaned so far, making you extremely suspicious that the facility’s toilets may be able to clean themselves without your efforts. Of course, you can’t really take that risk and not clean them yourself, the job having been assigned to you after all. Frustrated, you get back to work.

As you pass through the dormitory main room, you hear a high pitch yet muffled voice cry out in frustration. Curious, you look over, trying to locate its source. It takes you a moment to spot the tiny figure, lying bound and gagged upon the floor, catching you much by surprise. You probably would have missed them entirely, if not for the girl’s tall pair of black bunny ears sticking from the top of her head, acting almost like a miniature signal post. Taking a closer look, you notice that the girl is wearing a full sexy maids outfit, complete with frilly head dress, a pair of rabbit like ears sprouting atop of her short-cut dark-brown hair. Her tiny body strains against her bonds as she spots you, wide eyes pleading with you for help. Now closer, you can just about make out her muffled pleas, "… me owt! Stuwpid cats … sliwwy pwanks! Untwie me pwease", many of her comments too garbled to really understand. Standing there, you realise you have two choices. Either, you can untie the poor bunny, it wouldn’t take long, and she seems to be pretty distressed. Or, you could leave her be, it’s not like you know much about what’s going on here, however distressed she seems. The question is, do [[you want to help her|Dorm Hub Bunny Maid Help]]?

Bending down before her, you notice her flinch a little, her eyes growing wilder in her uncertainty of your plans towards her. Finding the bindings keeping her hands behind her back first, you work on undoing them, causally saying to her in an attempt to keep her calm, "Hey, I’m $firstName. Are you okay?". Immediately upon you getting her hands free the poor girl immediately flings her hands upwards, yanking out her gag with the utmost concern, throwing the spit-soaked rag away from her onto the floor. That is, at first sight it looks like a rag, but on further examination to your shock it’s most certainly a pair of frilly black lace panties that had previously been stuffed in her mouth. More so, as close as you are you can now smell the distinct scent of feminine arousal all over her, wet stains still setting into her otherwise pristine maid dress. "When I catch those cat-girls I going to … I don’t know what I’m going to do, but it’s going to be something really mean that’ll teach them not to do this ever again! This is the last straw, those flee-bitten jerks need to learn a lesson! This is the third time this …", rants the girl in a sweet high-pitch voice, her commons seemingly a venting of her frustration over any attempt at conversation with you. <<if $ears == 1 || $tail == 1>>Breaking her panic by interrupting her, you calmly respond, "It’s okay, I’m here. No need to get upset, I’ll stay and listen to what happened if that’d make you feel better. But, is it okay that I’m part cat?". Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes to re-center herself, she finally turns back to you, apology evident in her expression, "Sorry <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>> that was very rude of me. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad, or that my anger was aimed at you. When I say cat-girls I’m talking about them, the organized cat-girl society in the facility. Despite your features, you don’t smell like them, or wear their clothing, so I didn’t consider you associated with them, but even if you are it was very nice of you to free me, so I hold no grudge with you. I also feel the need to apologise for ignoring you, and not thanking you sooner, it’s just those cat-girls really have me flustered, and I’ve seemed to have lost my manners for a moment. I’m Bunny Hazel, though you can call me Hazel if you’d like as all us bunny-girls take the title ‘Bunny’ so it just gets in the way most of the time. I really appreciate you freeing me though, you’re the third person who spotted me, and the other two just walked on without a word".<<else>> Breaking her panic by interrupting her, you calmly respond, "It’s okay, I’m here. No need to get upset, I’ll stay and listen to what happened if that’d make you feel better". Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes to re-center herself, she finally turns back to you, apology evident in her expression, "Sorry <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>> that was very rude of me. I apologise for ignoring you, and not thanking you sooner, it’s just those cat-girls really have me flustered. I’m Bunny Hazel, though you can call me Hazel if you’d like as all us bunny-girls take the title ‘Bunny’ so it just gets in the way most of the time. I really appreciate you freeing me though, you’re the third person who spotted me, and the other two just walked on without a word".<</if>> "Okay Hazel, you’re welcome. If I may ask, how did you end up bound and gagged in the dormitory common room?", you ask, curious to how she ended up in her predicament. Dusting herself off as best she can, her cute face contorting into a look of sheer disgust when she spots the extent of the stains on her outfit, she turns back to you sadly, "It’s okay <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>, this happens all of the time. There’s a bit of a rivalry between the cat-girls and the bunny-girls as we both have maid groups within the facility, and the cat-girls have a habit of taking things way too far. We bunny-girls try to look after each other, and normally recruit shyer individuals into our ranks. We really try to be a family. But, the cat-girls are competitive, and if they think they’re losing they start to play dirty". Rearranging her sitting position into something more lady-like, she continues, "I was just here cleaning, minding my own business when they caught me. I was on my own, and the four who turned up easily managed to over-power me, not that I really resisted to be honest. They laughed a bit, said some mean things, tied me up … one of them stuffed her … panties in my mouth, then they … rubbed themselves against me … you know that part of them. It was all rather uncouth. After a bit more taunting they left me alone, happy that I’d be delayed enough on my task, and that I’d stay off of ‘their territory’ next time. Though, I feel they’ll be out of luck on that one, we just go where we’re assigned on our tasks. This isn’t the first time they’ve done this, to the bunny-girl maids and to me, nor will it be the last time. Thank you for listening though, it’s nice to have someone to tell this all too". "But, don’t the facility administrators do anything about this?", you ask, knowing the answer before you get it. "Sorry <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>, that’s very kind of you to think of, but I get the feeling they are more amused by the rivalry than anything. Not that I think the bunny-girls would want to get them involved either, the cat-girls might be jerks, but the sort of trouble that comes from contacting the facilities staff is not something we’d want to draw down on anyone. Some of us are even related to some of the cat-girls. It’d just be nice if they would calm down a bit and stop being so mean", she answers apologetically, clasping her hands in front of her demurely, "Sadly, I believe I’ll have to be off now. If I don’t get back soon my bunny sisters will be awfully worried, But, I really appreciate your time and help <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>> $firstName. I hope we can meet again under better circumstances". Giving you a small delicate hug. She tidies up the ropes and panties that previously bound her and leaves, a cautious note in her step. As the bunny-girl walks away, you find yourself left [[standing outside of your dormitory room|Dorm Hub]].

As you’re walking down a corridor on your way back from your destination, you spot a small sign standing in the middle of the floor. Approaching it cautiously, no one else around, you see it reads, "Cat-Girl Recruitment Drive – Facility Permission Granted". Looking around, the distinct feeling you’ve fallen into a trap, you gulp worriedly. A mild tapping on your back causing you to jump in shock, you hear a sweet voice purr behind you, "I caught you, so I get to keep you, that’s the rule. But, it was way too easy … not fun at all! Super boring! I might be tasked with converting trainees into cat-girls, but I have my standards. You can run if you’d like, and I might come and catch you … maybe. Then I’ll get you and make you much cuter, and then you’ll want to join us because we’re way more fun than all the other stupid options in this place, so you can run now please". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LollipopSmall.png]]</div> Turning, you spot that the figure who snuck up on you seems to be a small blonde cat-girl, a large superior smirk crossing her face playfully as she toys with you by offering you a chance to run. In her hand she carries a stick that looks suspiciously like a stun baton, though you’re unsure whether she’d be allowed an actual weapon like that, so it might be something different.<<if $ears == 1 || $tail == 1>> "But, I’m already a cat-girl! Just look at me!", you utter in your confusion, pointing about yourself in an attempt to explain things to the predatory blonde. Sniffing the air briefly, she shakes her head expressively, her nose wriggling slightly. "Nu-uh! You don’t smell like us, so you’re not a cat-girl. Plus, you’d be way cuter if you were one of us. Though, I kinda like that you tried to lie your way out of this. That’s super good cat-girl skills there. You might be okay to be my friend afterwards, as long as you understand that I’m top-cat", she giggles, her stalking stance resuming.<</if>> <<if !$involTFPlay>>Thinking about your choices, you try to come up with a plan. The girl seems to be looking for an excuse to chase you, so if you walk away calmly you could probably get away without issue. Then again, maybe that’s what she expects you to think. She’s pretty small, so if you [[make a run for it away from her|Travel Back Cat Girl Recruitment Main]], then you may be able to outrun her. <<include [[Travel Back End]]>><<else>><<include [[Travel Back Cat Girl Recruitment Main]]>><</if>>

Trying your best to run away from the girl, you push yourself to the limit, sprinting away from her and hopefully catching her by surprise. Sadly, you only get about twenty feet away from where you started, the tiny blonde tackling you to the floor with incredible ease. As you fall into a heap, she rolls with you, her maid outfit-clad form straddling your waist with the rod still in her hand. "Okay, that was a little more fun. I mean you’re not as good as me, but who is. Chasing is so nice, it makes the prey all squirmy and tired. You’re my prey by the way, just so you know", she giggles, poking you with the strange stick as she does. Tapping her chin thoughtfully in an extremely over-dramatic manner, she continues, "Well, you were fun … I suppose that means you’re fit to become a cat-girl. Obviously you’re pretty slow, and not very smart, and by far not as pretty as I am, but if I only caught people as good as me then I’d not convert anybody. I’m going to poke, poke, poke you with my glow-y stick, and then you’re going to be much cuter … but still not as cute as me of course". You start to try and respond, not sure whether to threaten her to stop, or to plead for her to let you go. Instead, you’re attempt is cut short as she grasps the rod in both hands, its end suddenly glowing bright green. Bringing it down with extreme precision, you wince reactively, but she’s actually surprisingly gentle, barely touching you with it. <<if $ears != 1>><<set $ears = 1>>The expression on her face is one of pure joy as you suddenly feel a strange warmth atop your head. Giggling, the girl bends forward, flicking her fingers at a spot where previously would have been floor, baffling you as you expected to be tormented yourself. Instead, you feel a sudden burst of sensation as she makes contact with a seemingly new part of you, the stinging proving beyond a doubt that something has changed. Smiling victoriously, the blonde cat-girl gloats. "Yay! I win, I win, I win! I gave you cute kitty ears, so you’re more like us cat-girls. Soon you’ll find them to be so snuggly soft and wonderful that you’ll have no choice but to come join us and become a cat-girl maid! Ooo, this is so fun, I bet I could flick those cute new furry ears of yours all day. But, I’ve got to get back to hunting in a moment. You were fun though, so I like you, at least for now. But, you have to remember who’s the best hunter if you want to be friends, that’s how it works", the blonde cat-girl dismounting you as she praises herself, soon seems to lose interest in you and walks away.<<elseif $tail !=1>><<set $tail = 1>>The expression on her face is one of pure joy as you suddenly feel a strange warmth at the base of your spine. Giggling, the girl bends forward, grabbing something on the floor to your side and giving it a firm yank, baffling you as you expected to be tormented yourself. Instead, you feel a sudden burst of sensation as she makes contact with a seemingly new part of you, the stinging proving beyond a doubt that something has changed. Smiling victoriously, the blonde cat-girl gloats. "Yay! I win, I win, I win! I gave you a cute kitty tail, so you’re more like us cat-girls. Soon you’ll find it so nice to have a snuggly soft tail to cuddle up to, and you’ll have no choice but to come join us and become a cat-girl maid! Ooo, this is so fun, I bet I could pull on that cute new furry tail of yours all day. But, I’ve got to get back to hunting in a moment. You were fun though, so I like you, at least for now. But, you have to remember who’s the best hunter if you want to be friends, that’s how it works", the blonde cat-girl dismounting you as she praises herself, soon seems to lose interest in you and walks away.<<else>>The expression on her face is one of pure excitement for the briefest moment, before suddenly becoming much more disappointed. Grunting in exasperation she brings the rod down again, the end once more glowing, then like her previous attempt it seems to be in vain. She repeats this a couple more times, getting grumpier each time, obviously not happy with the result. "Not fair!", she grumbles, "You’re already cat-ish enough! I wanted to play with my toy and my prey, and now I get to do neither. So not fair! You go now, then come back less cat-like, then I can change you again, yeah that makes sense. No! Wait! Not that! This is so mean, you need to be more cat-like and become a maid with us, but I want to change you too and it’s not working to change you more than you already are. I guess that means I have to let you go … but I’m not happy about it … so there", the blonde cat-girl dismounting you as she throws her tantrum, soon seems to lose interest in you and walks away.<</if>> Watching the cat-girl saunter away, you’re confused to what just happened. Shaking your head, you decide to just continue on as normal, heading back to your room. <<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

As you pass through the fetish services hub, you spot something unusual. Wandering around, completely naked is a large breasted blonde woman. This in itself isn’t too odd from what you’ve seen of the facility, however, the cow ears, nubby little horns, and swishing puffball tail all do make her quite the spectacle. More, she seems to be wandering around with a very confused look on her face, randomly licking random things experimentally, occasionally letting out a small happy, "Moo". It’s obvious that she needs some help, though what that help is you’re not sure. Maybe you could ask her who takes care of her, or if she lives somewhere in the facility, that might give you the information you need to get her to someone who can look after her. But, then again, maybe she really isn’t your problem. After all, you could always walk away, she does seem happy enough in her explorations. Though, [[helping her out in some way|Fetish Hub Wandering Hucow Main]] would certainly be a kinder choice.

Deciding that you want to help the poor girl, you approach the large breasted blonde cow girl hesitantly, not wanting to spook her in her confused state. It seems that your worries, however, were for nothing, as she barely acknowledges your presence, merely giving you the shortest of docile looks before. Up close though, you can get a better picture of the girl, noting that she’s rather tall, with long blonde hair running in a cascade down past her waist. She also has some additional strange appearance quirks to what you noticed at your previous glace, a barcode-like tattoo above her clean-shaven pussy, and a strange tag piercing the top of her left ear, tiny writing covering it that’s far too small for you to read at even this distance. "Hello, I’m $firstName. Are you okay?", you ask in your calmest tone, unsure whether you’ll even get a response from the odd cow girl. Her attention shifting to you with an expressive yawn, she approaches you closely tilting her head to one side. "Mary. Hungry", burbles the girl languidly, fixing you with an expectant gaze from her large dazzling blue eyes. "Okay Mary, do you have an owner who feeds you? Or, do you belong to part of the facility", you query the girl, her one words answers so far doing very little to elucidate the situation. Nodding dozily, the girl begins to press herself up close to you, rubbing her immense breasts against you, rivulets of milk running down them as she does. Humming contentedly, she answers, "Hmm. Dairy. Henry nice. Hungry. $firstName got food?", her tone much more upbeat as she envelops you with her milky boobs. Spluttering for breath, you take a step back so you can think. She belongs to a Dairy, and to someone called Henry. But, that doesn’t mean a lot really, there are probably a few dairies in the facility, let alone ones that do business with it, and Henry is a pretty common name. That’s when lightning strikes, a plan forming in your mind. "Mary, would you mind if I looked at your ear tag. I think it might tell me how to get you back to the dairy, with Henry. We can even stop off for food on the way". "Moo", replies the cow girl merrily, getting down on her knees so that you can get clear access to her tag. Just as you suspected, her ear tag has full details on contacting her owner, restating the slave ID from her vaginal barcode, and even features her ‘home’ address. After that, it’s all quite simple. Contacting the facilities Industrial Dairy and asking for Henry, you’re soon instructed to keep her there and that they’ll send someone up to retrieve her. Mary seems happy about this when you tell her, and she gives you one more affectionate and rather wet hug, a small pool of her milk now forming at your feet from her various embraces. A few minutes later, you’re met by a rather exasperated farm-hand, wearing an ‘Industrial Dairy’ jacket as you and Mary each eat a sugary crepe that you decided to treat the both of you to. Seeing the both of you, you watch on as he wipes his brow in relief, quickly approaching the large breasted blonde as he spends some time checking her to make sure she’s okay. Mary is as previously, very docile, though she does seem to be happy to see the man, nuzzling him in much the same way as she did you previously. Nodding at you apologetically, the man thanks you, "Hi, you must be $firstName. Henry sent me to retrieve a wandering hucow. She’s a sweet one is Mary, but she’s never been the same since she over-used all those genetic boosters. We all really appreciate that you got in contact with us. One time, she wandered all the way up to the auction hall and got herself put up for sale despite already being owned. Since then we’ve made sure to keep her fully tagged, but she’s a wanderer is that one. Anyway, you’ve been a great help. I see you’ve gotten her some food, so at the very least let me cover that for you and put in a good word for you with the high ups". You exchange pleasantries with the man a moment longer while he affixes a collar and leash to his ward, likely not wanting to risk losing her again. Before she leaves, Mary makes sure to offer you one last hug, even going so far as to give you an affectionate lick with her thick long tongue in parting. Led away, you hear her give one last merry, "Moo", as she disappears from view, soon to be taken back to the safety and comfort of her home. The sweet blonde hucow returned to her owner, you [[return to wandering through the fetish services plaza|Fetish Hub]].

As you pass through the sexual services plaza you spot something out of the ordinary. Placed in one of the open spaces, you notice that a small, yet sturdy catwalk has been established, a tall tent-like structure erected next to it so that the entrance leads straight onto the it. A banner hanging above the stage reads, "Slave Fashion Exhibition – All Welcome", clearly denoting the purpose of the thoroughfare's addition. Taking a moment to piece all of this information together, you realize that a small crowd has been growing around you, eagerly awaiting the upcoming show. Looking over some of the attendees, you have the feeling that many of them have come just to get ideas, a reasonable number of them dragging along their own collared and leashed slaves who seem remarkably happy to be there. Thinking about matters, you contemplate whether you’d like to stay and watch too. After all, it could be interesting to watch a fashion show, especially one for slaves. However, you’re not sure whether it’s right. You’re a slave, or soon to be a slave, so should you be supporting the slave culture by watching? Either way, you’ll likely need to make your decision soon to whether you’re going to leave, or if you’re going to remain where you are and [[see what the slave fashion show is like|Sexual Hub Slave Fashion Main]].

Deciding to stay and watch the show, curiosity getting the best of you, you bored-ly wait a few more minutes as they get everything ready. Finally, you realize that the show is likely about to start as a woman in a black latex catsuit, her blue hair pulled back into a severe topknot, walks out onto a small outcropping to one side bearing a podium and microphone. As she makes her way, she talks briefly with some of the crowd, seemingly greeting some of the masters and mistresses who arrived early enough to be in the front row. Tapping her mic, she imperiously calls the crowd to attention, "Hello everyone, and welcome to another one of my impromptu slave fashion displays", waiting for the audience to hush before she continues, "I’ve been busy at work creating a fine selection of sexy and uncomfortable outfits to fit your slaves in, sourced from a combination of my own busy hard-working slaves, and a few international boutiques I’ve managed to secure. I have a feeling you’re all going to love them, though some of your playthings might not. So, without further delay, let’s get this show rolling". Her brief speech leading to a resounding round of applause from her audience, even many of the collared slaves in attendance who seem inordinately happy, despite the claims by the fashionista that they wouldn’t be happy. Basking in the affluent praise for a moment longer, the dominant latex-clad host finally decides to start the show, mist and laser lights now highlighting the stage. "Our first piece, worn by my sweet Cunt-Face is part of my personal design collection", announces the woman as a practically naked slave-girl begins her journey down the catwalk. Gasping in shocked awe along with the other onlookers, you wonder how her delicate Y-Shaped piece of fabric is even staying up, the thin garment having no straps and barely covering the wearers nipples and vagina. That is, until she gets closer. Getting a better view of the model, to your even greater surprise you discover that the fabric is in fact held up by fine three golden piercings, one through each nipple and a third through her clit. Letting the crowd murmur in wonder for a little while longer, the dominatrix laughs, "This season, the first major fashion accessory is piercings. Not only do they serve as excellent hooks for the fabric, but piercing your slave so intimately is a good way of conveying the difference in status between owner and property. The outfit Cunt-Face is wearing in particular is a favourite of mine as it leaves her entire back completely nude, so much so that from behind you can’t see any of it, which to my understanding is extremely embarrassing for her". As the near-nude slave girl exits the stage, retreating back into the tent, the mistress begins to describe the next piece, another slave-girl pushing her way out onto the catwalk, albeit this one more clothed than the previous one. The second piece in my display collection is sported by another of my slave-girls, Slutty-Ass. As always, I have a personal love of latex. The look, the feel, the smell, I adore everything about it, so obviously I like to adorn my slaves in it. But, the question then becomes how to make it clear that just because we’re both wearing it, that doesn’t mean that she’s real person. Well, I think my design helps with that" "Not only are her pierced nipples and clit on full display due to the large openings around those areas, but the latex itself has a little secret to it. Hidden within certain spots around its interior, are small rubber nubs, that are quite uncomfortable to rest on, but otherwise won’t impede her work. In particular, I’ve made sure to have those little bumps along the bottom and back, making sure that she doesn’t sit on her ass idly while attending me. It is, however, important to note that there aren’t any of those irritating outcroppings in the knees, allowing the latex attired slave to still kneel attentively before their master or mistress as long as they don’t try to sit their ass on their heels", she continues, the demure slave showing off her shiny purple latex bodysuit to the enraptured audience, her nipples and clit once again adorned with expensive looking gold piercings. Realising that this is going to be going on for a while, and that you have other things you need to be doing, you turn to leave. As you do, you manage to catch snippets of gleeful conversation, a surprising amount of which is from the slaves themselves, begging their owners to buy them some of the offerings. It seems strange, but they seem positively excited over the prospect of being put in embarrassing, uncomfortable, but overall sexy clothing to please their masters and mistresses. With one last look back at the well-choreographed spectacle, you leave the show, [[returning to wandering through the sexual services plaza|Sexual Hub]].

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<<set $abdlTrainerFirstVisit = true>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Wondering who could be visiting you, not truly expecting anyone to be polite enough to knock first, you quickly make yourself presentable before answering the door. <<if !$metMildred>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredFull.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredLarge.png]]</div><</if>> Before you, much to your astonishment stands an older looking woman with greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts. Dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an apron tied off in front of it, she comes off as having an extremely old-fashioned style about her. However, what catches you by surprise more than anything is that she’s carrying a plate of cookies and a glass of milk, one in each hand. <<if visited("Diaper Training Main")>>Of course, you already have met this woman, knowing her as Aunt Mildred, the woman who put you through ‘Diaper Training’ and proceeded to proclaim herself as your ‘carer’.<</if>> <<if !$metMildred>><<set $metMildred = true>>"Hello dear. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Aunt Mildred, and I was wondering if it would be okay for me to come in and speak with you a moment? I have some milk and cookies for you as a welcoming gift if that makes a difference to the answer sweetie", intones the old woman in a matronly tone, her slightly wrinkled face filled with warmth and care. Seeing no reason to be rude to the woman, especially if she’s offering you treats, you step aside letting her pass. "Okay, <<if $submission >0>>please come in. Thank you for bringing me a gift<<else>>come in then. So, why are coming to see me, especially this late?<</if>>", you respond, watching as she puts her offering down on your desk before turning to face you. "<<if $submission >0>>Think nothing of it dear, but I’m glad to see you know your manners. My aren’t you adorable.<<else>>Not to sound discourteous dear, but it’s impolite to not say thank you when someone gives you a gift. Now I know that you’re probably rather off-kilter from becoming a trainee, but remembering your manners will help you feel a lot more human around here.<</if>> But enough of that, I’m here today to inform you that I’ve been assigned as your carer during your time here within the facility. Don’t worry, there’s nothing sinister about it, I’ll just be checking in on you from time to time, making sure you’re well-fed, properly rested, and not being mistreated by anyone", she explains, wandering around your room looking everything over, even going so far as to run her finger over the shelf tops as she looks for dust. Seemingly happy with the state of things, she smiles back at you, "Though, I’d love to hear your opinion on my cookies. They are an old family recipe, and it’s always extremely lovely to hear what people think of them", waiting expectantly for you to try one. <<if $submission >0>>Not wanting to upset the kindly older woman by ignoring her gift<<else>>Understanding that she’s a facility staff member<</if>>, you approach your desk, the smell of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies filling you sense tantalisingly. Taking a tentative bite, you realize just how amazing they are, still warm and gooey from just being made. There’s a mild flavour to them that you can’t quite place, but that’s obviously to be expected with traditional recipes, so you give it little mind. Chewing appreciatively, you can’t help but hum happily as the chunks of chocolatey dough slide down your throat. Eyes closed in relaxation as you savour the tasty treat, a damp soft texture begins to rub against your cheek, startling you. Jumping in shock, to your astonishment you see that Aunt Mildred is now standing before you, a slightly damp handkerchief in hand. "Such a messy child, so many stray crumbs. Though, it seems you enjoyed them which makes me exceptionally happy. I might have to bring you some more next time as a nice reward for you being so well-behaved. Does that sound nice?", chuckles the woman, preening over you a moment more before turning to leave. <<if $submission >0>>Not wanting to make a fuss, you don’t say anything about how embarrassing it is being cleaned by the mysterious woman. Though, deep down there’s something extremely childish about someone taking the liberty to wipe your face, as if she thinks you incapable of tidying up after your own messes. Still, she’s just being nice, and the cookies were delicious and a very kind gift, so you politely answer, "Thank you Aunt Mildred, those cookies were lovely, I’d very much enjoy having some more at some point. It was nice meeting you".<<else>>Embarrassed from being cleaned by the mysterious woman, you silently frown at her. Though, deep down you know she’s just being nice, there’s still something extremely childish about someone taking the liberty to wipe your face, as if she thinks you incapable of tidying up after your own messes. Curtly grumbling, you tell her, "Thank you for the cookies, but I can wipe my own face. I’ll see you again next time".<</if>> "Of course, of course darling. You are just such an adorable little thing, I want to take care of you and look after you as much as I can. However, for now I have other business to attend to. Goodbye for now, and remember to drink your milk, it’s good for you especially just before bed", responds Aunt Mildred in a matronly tone, waving jovially as she leaves.<<else>><<set $abdlTrainerStage2 = true>>"Hello little $firstName. What a wonderful surprise. As you already know I’m Aunt Mildred, and I’ve been assigned to look after you. I’d like to come in and speak with you a moment, if that would be okay with you? I have some milk and cookies for you as a welcoming gift sweetie, and they are awfully delicious", intones the old woman in a matronly tone, her slightly wrinkled face filled with warmth and care. Stepping aside, you let her pass. "Okay Aunt Mildred, <<if $submission >0>>please come in. Thank you for bringing me a gift<<else>>come in then. So, why are coming to see me, especially this late?<</if>>", you respond, watching as she puts her offering down on your desk before turning to face you. "<<if $submission >0>>How well mannered, you really are just the cutest thing ever aren’t you. Oh my you’re adorable.<<else>>Now, now dear, that’s no way to treat your elders. That sort of behaviour certainly won’t be acceptable from now on, though for today I’ll let it slip as this is all a big shock for you.<</if>> But enough of that, I’m here today to inform you that I’ve been assigned as your carer during your time here within the facility. Though, as you’ve already shown your aptitude for diapers, and your incapability to look after yourself properly as an adult I’m afraid that I’m going to have to take more drastic measures than normal. You see, usually I’d just bring cookies and check in on you but given the circumstances I feel I’ll have to keep a much closer eye on you. I think it would be in everybody’s best interests if I started assigning little tasks for you every now and then to ensure that you’re properly spending your time while you’re here. Of course, that will mean I’ll also have to devise some punishments for misbehaviour, but I’m sure I can figure something suitable out", she explains, wandering around your room looking everything over, even going so far as to run her finger over the shelf tops as she looks for dust. Seeing no way out of your current situation, worry creeping into your bones, you watch as she turns back to you. "That all said, you certainly deserve a big reward for coming to me for help before I’d even been assigned to you. I’ll have to think of that too, but for now I think you should eat the cookies I brought you, they’re freshly baked and filled to the brim with chocolate chips. Go on sweetheart, try one and see if you like them". <<if $submission >0>>Not wanting to upset your carer by ignoring her gift<<else>>Understanding that she’s a facility staff member<</if>>, you approach your desk, the smell of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies filling you sense tantalisingly. Taking a tentative bite, you realize just how amazing they are, still warm and gooey from just being made. There’s a mild flavour to them that you can’t quite place, but that’s obviously to be expected with traditional recipes, so you give it little mind. Chewing appreciatively, you can’t help but hum happily as the chunks of chocolatey dough slide down your throat. Eyes closed in relaxation as you savour the tasty treat, a damp soft texture begins to rub against your cheek, startling you. Jumping in shock, to your astonishment you see that Aunt Mildred is now standing before you, a slightly damp handkerchief in hand. "Such a messy baby, so many stray crumbs. Though, it seems you enjoyed them which makes me exceptionally happy, that messy cookie eating look is very adorable sweetheart. I might have to bring you some more next time as a nice reward for you being so well-behaved. Does that sound nice?", chuckles the woman, preening over you a moment more before turning to leave. <<if $submission >0>>Not wanting to make a fuss, you don’t say anything about how embarrassing it is being cleaned by the matronly woman. Though, deep down there’s something extremely childish about someone taking the liberty to wipe your face, as if you’re incapable of tidying up after your own messes. Worse, you can’t help but enjoy the attention a little, murmuring happily as she does. After all, she’s just looking after you, and the cookies were delicious and a very kind gift, so you politely answer, "Thank you Aunt Mildred, those cookies were lovely, please can I have some more next time".<<else>>Embarrassed from being cleaned by the matronly woman, you silently frown grumpily at her. Though, deep down there’s something extremely childish about someone taking the liberty to wipe your face, as if you’re incapable of tidying up after your own messes. Worse, you can’t help but enjoy the attention a little, not that you’d ever admit that, instead bratty-ly fidgeting away from her attempts. Curtly grumbling, you tell her, "Thank you for the cookies, but I can wipe my own face ".<</if>> "Of course, of course darling. You are just such an adorable little thing, I’ll be taking special care of you from now on. Think how much fun we’ll have with all the diapers and games, you might even enjoy some of the punishments once you get used to them. However, for now I have other business to attend to. Goodnight dear, and remember to drink your milk, it’s good for you especially just before bed", responds Aunt Mildred in a motherly tone, waving jovially as she leaves.<</if>> The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, your stomach still warm and comforted by the delicious cookies she brought you. Slowly drinking the refreshing glass of milk she also provided with, your mind runs back over what she said wondering what’ll happen on her next visit. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

<<set $abdlTrainerPunishment +=1>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[ABDL Trainer Punishment Time Out]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[ABDL Trainer Punishment Mouth Soaping]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[ABDL Trainer Punishment Spanking]]>><</if>>

<<if $abdlTrainerForce>><<set $upkeep -= 1000>><</if>><<set $abdlTrainerStage2 = true>><<set $abdlTrainerBedAccident = false>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Letting herself in, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Hello little $firstName. I have an awfully big surprise for you and it has me very excited. You see dear, <<if visited ("Diaper Training Main") && (visited ("ABDL Job Main") || visited ("ABDL Job First Time 1") || visited("ABDL Job First Time With Hannah 1"))>>not only did you go check out a session on the Little Land Nursery TV show, but you also signed yourself up for a session of diaper training with me, I’m so proud of your sweetheart<<elseif visited("Diaper Training Main")>>you signed yourself up for a session of diaper training with me, and were incredibly cute I must say<<else>>you signed yourself up for a session on the Little Land Nursery TV show, and were adorable on it by the way, especially when you met those cute blonde girls<</if>>. Anyway, after that the facility admin has given me the go-ahead to increase my responsibilities as your carer. Isn’t that great?", intones the old woman in an overly cheery tone, her expression filled with something almost predatory that sets you ill at ease.<<if $abdlTrainerForce>> Practically jumping with joy she adds, "Even better dear, after talking to my boss he’s happy to undo his previous punishment of you. I guess you finally giving in put him in a much better mood. He told me that he’d put in the upkeep decrease immendiately, so you shouldn’t have any more trouble with that. Isn’t it just great, you were a really good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>trainee<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for me, and now everything is working out better."<</if>> Dreading the answer, you can’t help but ask, " Aunt Mildred, what do you mean by ‘increased your responsibilities’?", her grin only broadening in response. "Thank you for asking dear. Well, seeing as you’ve shown yourself to be interested in baby-ish endeavours, the facilities admins believe that you need someone to take a greater degree of care for you. Previously, despite my requests, they thought that you just needed a little support and comforting now and again. But, now sweetheart, they firmly agree that you’re absolutely incapable of looking after yourself and are in need of someone who can help you plan your day and assign you little tasks to undertake. It’s going to be great, I’ll be around much more, and we can do all sorts of things. Most of all, I’m sure by the end of our time together you’ll have a much greater appreciation of diapers", she explains, wandering around your room and examining it carefully as she does. Seeing no way out of your current situation, worry creeping into your bones as she explains her intentions for you, you respond<<if $submission >0>> quietly, a tinge of nervousness in your voice<</if>>, "But, what if I don’t want to do what you tell me?". Approaching you, the large-breasted matron surprisingly imposing when she wants to be she chuckles, "You certainly wouldn’t want to be a brat for me would you my dear little $firstName. But, if you were to act up and not follow my instructions, then you’d obviously have to be punished. I don’t know yet whether I’m going to have a firm punishment system in place but understand that naughty behaviour will not be tolerated. If you choose not to listen to me then I foresee a lot of spankings in your immediate future. As for now, I’ll let you get your rest, it’s good for you and you’ll need your energy for all the behaviour training we’re going to be working on". Preening over you a moment, she gives you a warm loving kiss on the forehead before exiting your room. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, your stomach uneasy as you image what she has planned for you. Taking a deep breath, your mind runs back over what she said, wondering what’ll happen on her next visit. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

<<set $random = random(1,4)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[ABDL Trainer Reward None]]>><<elseif $random == 2 && $abdlTrainerPunishment > 0>><<include [[ABDL Trainer Reward Lower Punishment]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[ABDL Trainer Reward None]]>><<elseif $random >= 3 && $random <= 4>><<include [[ABDL Trainer Reward Money]]>><</if>>

As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Letting herself in, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Hello little $firstName. Just here for my nightly check-in with you dear. I just need to take a moment looking at my notes and then we’ll see if you’re in need of any punishments or rewards", intones the old woman in an overly cheery tone, her expression filled with something almost predatory that sets you slightly ill at ease. <<if $abdlTrainerTask <= 1>>"Hmm, seems you had no task today. Oh well, guess that means that you’re in the clear dear. Still, remember to behave like a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for your Aunt Mildred, otherwise I’ll have to punish you for being a naughty little baby. I think that’s everything for now though. I’ll just give you your goodnight kiss and be on my way", explains your carer, preening over you a moment. Giving you a warm loving kiss on the forehead, she waves back one last time before exiting your room. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, wondering if she’ll have a task for you tomorrow. Taking a deep breath, your mind runs what she could make you do, wondering what’ll happen on her next visit.<<else>><<if $abdlTrainerTask == 2>>"Hmm, seems like today you were tasked with going to get yourself some diaper training. <<if $abdlTrainerTaskComplete>>And, I’m glad to say you came and completed your chore like a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> should. It’s so good that you did, as being properly diaper trained will really help you appreciate just how nice they feel to wear<<else>>Sadly, you were naughty today, and didn’t come and see me for any diaper training at all. That wasn’t very nice of you, as I asked you very politely, and you knew full well that it was your chore today. Oh well, guess that means you’re in need of a punishment to teach you to properly do things when you’re told to<</if>>", explains Aunt Mildred, trying to figure out what to do next.<<elseif $abdlTrainerTask == 3>>"Hmm, seems like today you were tasked with going to spend some time working for the Little Land Nursery. <<if $abdlTrainerTaskComplete>>And, I’m glad to say you went there and completed your chore like a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> should. It’s so good that you did, I bet you made all sorts of little friends, and they really know how to look after cuties like you there<<else>>Sadly, you were naughty today, and didn’t go and spend any time working there. That wasn’t very nice of you, as I asked you very politely, and you knew full well that it was your chore today. Plus, I bet if you had gone you’d have made all sorts of little friends. Oh well, guess that means you’re in need of a punishment to teach you to properly do things when you’re told to<</if>>", explains Aunt Mildred, trying to figure out what to do next.<<elseif $abdlTrainerTask == 4>><<include [[ABDL Trainer Tasks Diaper Check]]>><<elseif $abdlTrainerTask == 5>>"Hmm, seems like today you were tasked with coming to see me to get yourself an extra feeding as I thought you’d looked underfed lately. <<if $abdlTrainerTaskComplete>>And, I’m glad to say you came and completed your chore like a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> should. It’s so good that you did, as having a full belly should have made you feel much better<<else>>Sadly, you were naughty today, and didn’t come and see me for a feeding at all. That wasn’t very nice of you, as I asked you very politely, and you knew full well that it was your chore today. Oh well, guess that means you’re in need of a punishment to teach you to properly do things when you’re told to<</if>>", explains Aunt Mildred, trying to figure out what to do next.<<elseif $abdlTrainerTask == 6>>"Hmm, seems like today you were tasked with asking a random guard in the big room outside of your bedroom to give you a diaper check. <<if $abdlTrainerTaskComplete>>And, I’m glad to say you did so and completed your chore like a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> should. It’s so good that you did, as finding grown-ups who can handle your diaper issues is important<<else>>Sadly, you were naughty today, and didn’t get yourself a diaper check. Maybe you were just shy, but that wasn’t very nice of you, as I asked you very politely, and you knew full well that it was your chore today. Oh well, guess that means you’re in need of a punishment to teach you to properly do things when you’re told to<</if>>", explains Aunt Mildred, trying to figure out what to do next.<<elseif $abdlTrainerTask == 7>>"Hmm, seems like today you were tasked with coming to the Little Land Nursery’s main play room in between your work and training, so that you could play with the toys. <<if $abdlTrainerTaskComplete>>And, I’m glad to say you came and completed your chore like a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> should. It’s so good that you did, as you need to take regular breaks to have fun and relax, otherwise you’ll over tax yourself<<else>>Sadly, you were naughty today, and didn’t come to the nursery and play with the toys. That wasn’t very nice of you, as I asked you very politely, and you knew full well that it was your chore today. Oh well, guess that means you’re in need of a punishment to teach you to properly do things when you’re told to<</if>>", explains Aunt Mildred, trying to figure out what to do next.<<elseif $abdlTrainerTask == 8>>"Hmm, seems like today you were tasked with bringing me a stack of diapers I left you this morning to my office in the Little Land Nursery at some point during the day. <<if $abdlTrainerTaskComplete>>And, I’m glad to say you came and completed your chore like a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> should. It’s so good that you did, as following orders and proving your can be well-behaved is important<<else>>Sadly, you were naughty today, and didn’t come and see me with the diapers at all. That wasn’t very nice of you, as I asked you very politely, and you knew full well that it was your chore today. Oh well, guess that means you’re in need of a punishment to teach you to properly do things when you’re told to, as well as taking them from you now<</if>>", explains Aunt Mildred, trying to figure out what to do next<<if $inventory.indexOf("Stack of diapers") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Stack of diapers">>, taking the diaper stack from you while she thinks<</if>>.<</if>> <<if $abdlTrainerTaskComplete>><<include [[ABDL Trainer Rewards]]>><<else>><<include [[ABDL Trainer Punishments]]>><</if>><</if>> <<if $abdlTrainerPunishment > 5>>Going back to your evening routine now that your carer has left, you notice to your surprise that Aunt Mildred has returned a somewhat forlorn look upon her face. "I'm sorry my little diaper bum, but I've had complaints from my supervisors. Apparently, I've been too lenient on you, and they're worried that you're just not taking to my assistance in helping you adapt to your new lifestyle. As such, they're having me drag you in for final processing. Though I've talked to them, and they'll let me look after you the whole way, so you don't need to panic my cute little sweetheart. Maybe we'll figure all of this out, and this will be for the best", consoles Aunt Mildred. Aiming a remote at you, you undergo a sudden wave of fatigue, unable to keep your eyes open. Cuddling into your warm comfortable bedcovers, you have no choice but <a data-passage="Diaper Caught Punishment">to fall asleep</a>.<<else>><<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>><</if>>

As you begin preparing for bed, you re-enter your room, having just fetched yourself a nice refreshing glass of water to drink before you try and get some sleep. Sitting at your desk, checking your emails on the room’s inbuilt tablet, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to see who it is, in a move of monumental clumsiness that you’re not entirely sure how it happened, you manage to knock the half-full drink all over both yourself and the computer, creating a massive wet mess. Letting herself in, through your frustration of being drenched in the water, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. Of course, seeing you sitting there thoroughly wet through, her face immediately turns to a distinct expression of concern. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Oh my dear, we’ll have to deal with this quickly. I was just passing through on my nightly visit, but with … well, this, we’ll have to get everything cleaned up now. You certainly need to dry off, otherwise you’ll get yourself a chill. How you managed to get both the chair and the desk wet I’ll never know but accidents happen, and you shouldn’t feel ashamed off it sweetheart", intones the old woman in a matronly tone, her slightly wrinkled face filled with warmth and care as she darts out of the room looking for something. Distracted as you are, your mind still runs over what she’s just said. All this talk of accidents and not being ashamed makes it sound like she thinks something else entirely happened. Almost as if she thought that the wetness upon yourself, the chair and the desk were from an impromptu toilet accident, rather than the mistaken spilling of your glass. Seeing her re-enter, now with a thick fluffy towel under her arm, you decide it’s important to clear this up immediately. "Thank you Aunt Mildred, that was very kind of you to get me the towel. But you know, the spill was just from me knocking over a glass, right?", you respond, soon being enveloped in the warm confines of her newly acquired towel. "You don’t, need to be embarrassed $firstName, these sorts of things can happen to anyone. Just sit back and let your Aunt Mildred take care of you dear, and you’ll feel better before you know it", the woman now towelling your face and hair absentmindedly, "And, as for your comment about spilling a glass, well I’m sorry to say dear, but I can’t spot any glasses hanging around. You know, I won’t think any less of you for all of this, right sweetheart? You can be honest with me you know?". Sweeping your vision over the desk as your carer begins to bundle up the huge towel that had just swaddled you head to toe, you see to much distress that the glass is nowhere to be seen. Getting down on your knees to check the floor, your search is fruitless, finding no way of proving to Aunt Mildred the truth. Coming back into the room, a big shoulder bag now worn, your carer looks at you sympathetically, "Now dear, I know you’re a big <<if $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, but I fear that after your little accident you might have another one. If you were to wet yourself and cause damage to facility property, then you could end up in a lot of trouble, the admins really don’t take kindly to vandalism. So, I’ve come up with a solution, at least for tonight, that might help sort this whole thing out. It might seem a little over the top, but if you wear a diaper, just for the night that is, then I’m sure the facility admins won’t consider this to be on purpose. It’ll also set your poor Aunt Mildred’s mind at ease. Does that sound okay dear?". Do you: [[Let her diaper you|ABDL Trainer Accidental Spill Comply][if($submission <= 97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Decline being diapered|ABDL Trainer Accidental Spill Resist][if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]

With a sigh, you realize that this probably isn’t going to turn out well for you. After all, your choices are between maybe getting in a lot of trouble or wearing a diaper. At least you might not get in trouble if you don’t wear the diaper, whilst you’ll certainly get embarrassed irreparably if you were to let her put it on you. The decision made, you shake your head, "Sorry Aunt Mildred. I don’t want to be diapered, even if I’ll get in trouble. I really did knock over a glass, and it was a big misunderstanding". "Aww, it’s okay. I’ll try my best to talk to the admins for you dear. Now, I understand that this whole thing has made you rather flustered and upset, so I’ll try not to push it any further. But, if you’re having ‘accidents’ then you really should consider letting me diaper you before you make a big mess and upset the staff here. For now though, I guess I’ll be on my way. I’ll see you again soon. Take care dear, and don’t worry I’ll smooth it all over", says your carer in a motherly tone giving you a sweet kiss on your forehead to say good bye as she leaves. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, worry and humiliation filling your thoughts. Despite your best efforts, it seems like Aunt Mildred didn’t believe you, and actually thought you childish enough to have had an accident like that. Taking one last look around, you sadly still can’t find the missing glass. It seems like where it disappeared to will remain a mystery, providing you no way to clear your name. At least she promised to try and talk the admins out of getting you in any trouble, you think before putting all of those thoughts to the back of your mind. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $abdlTrainerBedAccident = true>><</if>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Letting herself in, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. In one hand she clutches a plate of cookies, whilst in the other she holds a glass of milk, likely another set of treats she’s brought for you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Hello dear. I was just thinking about how hard you must be working since you arrived here, and I thought to myself ‘wouldn’t it be a great idea to prepare a nice tasty reward for <<if $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>>’. So, I hopped into my kitchen and whipped up a nice delicious batch of my famous family-recipe cookies, along with a warm glass of milk to help them go down", intones the old woman in a matronly tone, her slightly wrinkled face filled with warmth and care as she places her gifts down on your desk. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MilkCookie.jpg]]</div> Walking over to her, you can smell the wonderful aroma of her baking, barely able to hold back from salivating. "Thank you Aunt Mildred, that was very kind of you", you respond, taking one of the cookies to try, knowing from before that she considers that to be the polite response. "Aww, I see you couldn’t resist tucking right into them. Don’t worry, I can never resist having a couple myself when I’ve baked them, they’re just so nice when they’re still fresh and warm with the gooey chocolate chips", she explains as you gobble up the sumptuous treat. There’s still a mild flavour to them that you can’t quite place, but that’s part of their charm, so you give it little mind. Chewing appreciatively, you can’t help but hum happily as the chunks of chocolatey dough slide down your throat. Despite your attempts to the contrary, you once more feel the damp handkerchief of Aunt Agnes cleaning the crumbs off of your face. <<if $submission >0>>Not wanting to make a fuss, you don’t say anything about how embarrassing it is being cleaned by the matronly woman. Though, deep down being doted on so completely is really starting to feel good, and you briefly wonder to yourself if you could really give it up by leaving the facility.<<else>>Embarrassed from being cleaned by the matronly woman, you silently frown grumpily at her. Though, deep down being doted on so completely is really starting to feel good, and you briefly wonder to yourself if you could really give it up by leaving the facility, struggling to remain focused on your goals.<</if>> "Well, now that you’re all eaten up with something warm in your belly, I think it’s about time for me to take my leave. You’re just so adorable whenever you get crumbs all over your face, every time I see it I get this overwhelming urge to give you a big cuddle. Instead though I’ll settle for a good night kiss of my favourite <<if $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. Goodnight dear, and remember to drink your milk, it’s good for you especially just before bed", responds Aunt Mildred in a motherly tone, waving jovially as she leaves. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, your stomach still warm and comforted by the delicious cookies she brought you. Slowly drinking the refreshing glass of milk she also provided with, you casually notice that your belly is making some odd noises. Though, given how quickly you ate and drank what she offered you, maybe it’s just indigestion. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

<<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Plain Dark Green Onesie") == -1>><<addToWardrobe "Plain Dark Green Onesie">>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Letting herself in, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. In her arms she carries a small bundle of dark-green material, though what it is you can’t tell. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Hello dear. It’s nice to see you again, I hope that everything is going well with your training and work. I’ve seen you getting ready for bed sweetheart previously, and I was worried that you might be cold in your sleep. Now, I know that the facility AI is very smart, and it thinks it knows what’s best for you, but a growing <<if $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> needs to keep nice and warm. I’d feel absolutely terrible if you caught a chill while under my care", intones the old woman in a cheery tone, her expression filled with kindly warmth towards you. Passing further into the room, she places what she carries upon your desk and retreats back a few steps. Confused why she’s talking about you being cold in your sleep, you ask, "Aunt Mildred, I’m okay I think. Do you think I’m going to have problems with my room getting too cold?", her response to which is to just shake her head, barely restraining a chuckle. "Of course not. At least, not now. You see dear, I’ve managed to requisition you a nice snuggly warm onesie for you to wear in bed. It’s kind of fleecy, and should it be nice and toasty in bed if you start wearing it. So, sweetheart, will you please try it on for your Aunt Mildred? I’d hate to give you something to help, only to find out it was too big", she explains, gesturing towards her gift to you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainGreenOnesie.png]]</div> <<if $submission >= 10>>Knowing you’d feel bad if you didn’t at least try it on, especially after she’s gone to so much effort to get you it, you decide to put on the onesie. Getting a closer look at it, you realize that it isn’t too offensive at least, composed of a dark green patter-less material that feels extremely soft to the touch. It does seem a little childish to wear a onesie, but at the end of the day adults wear them too, right? Offering Aunt Mildred a quiet, "Thank you", you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>take off your $currentClothing, folding it tidily before starting to don your new Plain Dark Green Onesie<<else>>try to figure out how to put on your new Plain Dark Green Onesie, already not wearing any clothes that would get in its way<</if>>. Finding the zipper on the back of it, it doesn’t take much effort to wriggle your way inside of it, zipping it back up again to seal you inside. Taking a moment to analyse it, you’re pleasantly surprised how warm and comfortable it really is, fitting you perfectly. The only real downside is that it has an embarrassing buttoned bum flap, though it’s not like anyone will really see that if you only wear the onesie to bed. Clapping appreciatively, Aunt Mildred coos, "Perfect! You look adorable in it, and now I don’t have to worry about you getting cold in bed. Or heck, getting cold if you decide to take a nap during a busy day. You know, I heard from some of the other carer’s that there’s a job within the facility for a TV show, something about a nursery. Anyway, they let the people who volunteer for it sleep and they still get paid, doesn’t that sound great. But, I seem to be running out of time, I have paperwork to fill in that won’t sort itself out. I’ll see you later $firstName, look after yourself". And, with that, the older woman gives you a quick motherly kiss on the forehead before seeing herself out. <<else>>You know that not trying it on might hurt the older woman’s feelings, especially after she’s gone to so much effort to get you it, but you can’t push yourself to getting changed into in front of her. You do, however, still take a closer look at it, realizing that it isn’t too offensive at least. Composed of a dark green patter-less material that feels extremely soft to the touch, it probably would be very comfortable to sleep in. It does seem a little childish to wear a onesie, but at the end of the day adults wear them too, right? Offering Aunt Mildred a non-committal, "Thank you, but maybe later", you await her response. Looking slightly saddened by your choice, the matronly figure answers, "Ohh, okay dear. I just thought you’d look adorable in it, and then I wouldn’t have to worry about you getting cold in bed. But, if you don’t like it I can try and think up something else to help you with. Maybe, after I’m gone you could take a nap in it to see what you think about it, you know give it another try. In fact, I heard from some of the other carer’s that there’s a job within the facility for a TV show, something about a nursery. Anyway, they let the people who volunteer for it sleep and they still get paid, doesn’t that sound great. But, I seem to be running out of time, I have paperwork to fill in that won’t sort itself out. I’ll see you later $firstName, look after yourself". And, with that, the older woman gives you a quick motherly kiss on the forehead before seeing herself out.<</if>> The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, the fleecy onesie now in your possession. It’s not that bad, and it’s probably less humiliating than being nude, though whether you’ll actually wear it is something that you’re yet to fully make your mind up on. For now though, sleep is a higher priority on your mind. <<else>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Letting herself in, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. In her arms she carries a small bundle of dark-green material, though you can’t tell exactly what it is, it does look suspiciously like the onesie she brought you once before. "Hello dear. Just popping in for a visit, I hope that everything is going well with your training and work. Now I know I’ve given you a onesie to sleep in, in the past, but I was thinking that you could always use another one. After all, if it gets stained just before bed, or if you have some sort of spill, you wouldn’t want to go to bed in unclean bedclothes would you. I’d hate to think you might have to sleep in unsanitary conditions like that, who know what illnesses you could catch as a result", intones the old woman in a cheery tone, her expression filled with kindly warmth towards you. Passing further into the room, she places what she carries upon your desk and retreats back a few steps. Confused why she’s offering you another onesie from the sounds of it, you respond, "Aunt Mildred, I’m okay I think. I don’t think I need another onesie really", her response to which is to just shake her head, barely restraining a chuckle. "Of course not dear. At least, not now. But you see sweetheart, accidents happen, and it’s important to prepare for those situations beforehand. That’s part of what I’m here for, to look after you and handle of all that tough planning so that you can be happy and well taken care of", she explains, gesturing towards her gift to you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainGreenOnesie.png]]</div> <<if $submission >= 10>>Knowing like the last time that you’d feel bad if you didn’t at least try it on, especially after she’s been worrying about you so much, you decide to put on the onesie. Getting a closer look at it, you realize that like the last one it isn’t too offensive at least, composed of a dark green patter-less material that feels extremely soft to the touch. It does seem a little childish to wear a onesie, but at the end of the day adults wear them too, right? Offering Aunt Mildred a quiet, "Thank you", you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>take off your $currentClothing, folding it tidily before starting to don your new identical Plain Dark Green Onesie <<else>>try to figure out how to put on your new identical Plain Dark Green Onesie, already not wearing any clothes that would get in its way<</if>>. Finding the zipper on the back of it with ease as you’ve done this before, it doesn’t take much effort to wriggle your way inside of it, zipping it back up again to seal you inside. Taking a moment to analyse it, it’s as pleasantly warm and comfortable as ever, fitting you perfectly. The only real downside like you noted before is that it has an embarrassing buttoned bum flap, though it’s not like anyone will really see that if you only wear the onesie to bed. Clapping appreciatively, Aunt Mildred coos, "Perfect! I think you might look even more adorable in it than last time, and now I don’t have to worry about you getting cold in bed or it one of them getting ruined. All this talk of napping though is making my pretty tired myself. You know, I heard from some of the other carer’s that there’s actually a job within the facility for a TV show, something about a nursery. Anyway, they let the people who volunteer for it sleep and they still get paid, doesn’t that sound great. But, I seem to be running out of time, I have paperwork to fill in that won’t sort itself out. I’ll see you later $firstName, look after yourself". And, with that, the older woman gives you a quick motherly kiss on the forehead before seeing herself out. <<else>>You know from previous experience that not trying it on might hurt the older woman’s feelings, especially with her seemingly being so worried about you, but you still can’t push yourself to get changed into in front of her. You do, however, take another closer look at it, realizing that like the last one it isn’t too offensive at least, composed of a dark green patter-less material that feels extremely soft to the touch. It does seem a little childish to wear a onesie, but at the end of the day adults wear them too, right? Offering Aunt Mildred a non-committal, "Thank you, but maybe later. I’ll put it with the other one", you await her response. Looking slightly saddened by your choice, the matronly figure answers, "Ohh, okay dear. I just thought you’d look adorable in it, and I was worried about your health and comfort. But, if you don’t like it I can keep trying to think something else up to help you with. Maybe, after I’m gone you could try taking a nap in it, for me. Then you could see what you think about it, you know give it another try. In fact, I heard from some of the other carer’s that there’s a job within the facility for a TV show, something about a nursery. Anyway, they let the people who volunteer for it sleep and they still get paid, doesn’t that sound great. But, I seem to be running out of time, I have paperwork to fill in that won’t sort itself out. I’ll see you later $firstName, look after yourself". And, with that, the older woman gives you a quick motherly kiss on the forehead before seeing herself out.<</if>> The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, another fleecy onesie now in your possession. At this rate you’ll soon have a large collection of them if she carries on, but it’s probably less humiliating than being nude at least. For now though, sleep is a higher priority on your mind.<</if>> <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

<<addToWardrobe "Plain Dark Green Onesie">>Walking through a brightly coloured section, festooned with soft toys and cartoon princesses, you find a clothes rack full of extremely childishly styled clothing. Finding a Plain Dark Green Onesie, <<if $height <= 60>>with some difficulty unhooking it due to your shortness you bring it up to the shops counter<<else>>you bring it up to the shops counter<</if>>. "Oh cool, are you getting sleep-wear, or maybe something for a rave. I mean, it’s not the cutest thing ever, but I sort of get it. Unless … unless you’re getting this because you actually want to walk around in it. But, like, why would anyone want to walk around in something so covering and baby-ish. I guess if that’s what you’re after it for then, like, the best part is the crotch has poppers so you can change any big crinkly diapers you might wear super easily", Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<if !visited("Travel To ABDL Hannah Alt Punishment")>>As you pass through one of the many corridors within the facility, on your way to your destination, you suddenly hear a massive cracking crash from behind you. Turning with a start, you see to your dismay that a large monitor has just plummeted off of the wall, its smashed screen seemingly beyond repair as it sparks and fizzles loudly and obviously. "Hey. I’m Hannah, and you’re in massive trouble", giggles a voice behind you mockingly, further worrying you as you realize that you’ve been spot by someone near this accident, your chances of getting in trouble now much higher. "I can’t believe that you just smashed up facility property. They are going to be so mad about this when they find out. I wouldn’t be surprised if they sent you straight to auction, or worse. Those things must cost a fortune, so I bet they really try and get their money back out of you in whatever way possible". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahMeanFull.png]]</div> Looking back over your shoulder, you can make out the source of the taunting, causing you some slight relief. Thankfully, it seems like the girly who spotted you was only another trainee, her pink hoodie and yoga pants combination exactly the same as you saw in the requisition list during your induction to the facility. Overall, she’s pretty cute, in a mean girl sort of way, her pouty full lips and pulled back dark brunette ponytail making her look quite menacing despite her relatively small height. Wanting to clear matters up, you say with some panic to your voice, "But, I didn’t do anything. I just walked past, and it fell over. You have to believe me", your response only provoking a greater smirk from the mean trainee, her enjoyment of your predicament extremely obvious on her face. "No way, you totally did it. Look at your foot, you’ll see what I mean and realise just how screwed you now are", she continues, pointing towards the ground beneath you. Running your eyes down there, you gasp as you finally figure out what happened. There, trailed around your foot, much to your horror, is a thin rubber coated cable, the wire running all the way back to the offending screen. Watching your shocked response, Hannah actually begins to laugh, very pleased with herself for provoking it from you. "Wow, you’re fun! I thought I was in on a jackpot here already, but the more you freak out, the more I get the feeling it might be more enjoyable to play with you more. You see, I was going to just turn you in and see what they’d give me for that, there has to be some big reward for such a helpful trainee. But, if you were to do something for me that was worth more, then I suppose I could let you go and not tell anyone that you smashed up that screen …". Not liking where this is going, you gulp, "What would you want from me to keep quiet about this?", dreading the sort of response she’ll give after everything she’s said and done so far in the brief time since your first meeting. "Well, I think it would have to be something pretty funny and embarrassing to be worth that much to me. After all, the facility could give me a whole bunch of G.G.P, or maybe some preferable placement when they finally get rid of me, so you’d have to do better than that at least. So, yeah, I think it would have to be something extremely embarrassing for you, so that you always remember that I’m more in charge than you are and what happened today", tapping her chin in mock thought, she seems to finally make up her mind, "That’s it, I want you to <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>wet yourself for me<<else>>wear a diaper for me<</if>>. Right here, and right now. That would have me laughing for months. In fact, the thought of having that sort of power over someone has me so turned on you won’t believe. So, what do you say?". Mouth wide open, her offer is even worse than you thought. To do something so devastatingly humiliating would be truly awful, especially knowing that the girl, Hannah, seems to get off on treating you like that. However, what choice do you really have? You don’t want to end up in a bad way over this, and that screen was probably pretty costly. Worry coursing through your mind, you try to figure out what to do.<<else>>As you pass through one of the many corridors within the facility, on your way to your destination, you suddenly hear a familiar mocking giggle behind you. Turning with a start, you see to your dismay the cruel trainee Hannah who previously tried to get you in trouble, her pink hoodie and yoga pants combination exactly the same as you saw in the requisition list during your induction to the facility. Overall, she’s pretty cute, in a mean girl sort of way, her pouty full lips and pulled back dark brunette ponytail making her look quite menacing despite her relatively small height. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahMeanLarge.png]]</div> "Hey $firstName. That wasn’t very nice of you last time trying to spoil my fun by turning down my offer", pouts the girl mockingly before continuing, "You were super guilty, and you didn’t even get in any real trouble. That was so massively unfair. I thought they’d at least give me something, but I got nothing for it. Now I’m cross, and you’re going to make up for that". Not liking where this is going, you gulp, "What do you want from me? I haven’t done anything, so you haven’t got any blackmail this time", feeling a little more confident in your dealings with her than you did during your first meeting. "Well, I’ve thought about this a lot since we last met, and it seems to me that bullying wouldn’t be tolerated around here. So, if you don’t take my offer, the same offer as last time, then I’ll go and say that you were trying to beat me up to the guards. I’m small and cute, and they know I told on you before, so I bet they’ll believe me", batting her eyelids she puts on a rather convincing sad face for a moment, "That is, unless you do what I said. I just want you to <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>wet yourself for me<<else>>wear a diaper for me<</if>>. Right here, and right now. It’s now about more than a laugh, it’s about making sure no one thinks they can get one over on me. Though, the thought of having that sort of power over someone still has me majorly turned on, which is a nice bonus. So, what do you say this time?". Mouth wide open, her offer is still shockingly awful. To think that after what happened previously she became so annoyed that she’s willing to pretend you’re trying to bully and attack her to get her way, makes you seriously begin to worry about what lengths she’ll go to if you don’t do as she says. At the same time, maybe she’s all talk, and just trying to scare you into accepting her offer. You’re not sure, but you’ll have to make a decision quickly.<</if>> Do you: [[Accept her offer|Travel To ABDL Hannah Diapered]] [[Decline her offer|Travel To ABDL Hannah Alt Punishment]]

<<set $hannahPlayerDiapered = true>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") == -1>><<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>>Nodding your head dejectedly, you decide to accept her offer, not wanting to get in trouble, however embarrassing her demands are. "Okay, I accept I’ll do it for you, just don’t get me in trouble", you tell her, already feeling down about what’s about to happen. A look of pure joy, and maybe something more, crossing her face, the miniature brunette laughs<<if $hanahMood == 0>> happy to finally get her way<</if>>, "Awesome! I mean, it was a foregone conclusion the moment that you caused trouble in front of me, but I’m glad you’re not that dumb that you think you can get away with not doing what I want. This is going to be great! <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>So, go on then, act like a good little toy for Miss Hannah, and wet yourself like the little baby you are<<else>>So, go on then, get down on the floor for Miss Hannah so I can diaper you like the little baby you are><</if>>". <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>Grimacing, you start to squat a bit, not sure how else to fulfil the cruel trainee’s desires. Sadly, much to your horror, pressure in your bladder builds quickly, as if even your own body conspires against you in this moment of degradation. It only takes a moment, but soon hot urine is flowing out of you at some pace, your face turning crimson red as you blush at doing something so private in such a public manner. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Thankfully, you are wearing a diaper, otherwise you'd be giving Hannah an even greater show. However, even with your diaper some of the contents seem to have leaked out and down your leg, an unpleasant wet warmth clinging to you.<<elseif $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>With shock, you realise that you’ve soaked your $currentUnderwear through, their sodden form clinging wetly to your <<checkSkin>> form. A long stream of which has also leaked down your leg, an unpleasant warmth clinging to you. <<else>>With shock, you realize that you’re not wearing any underwear at all, leaving nothing to stop you making a large and incredibly noticeable mess, a torrent of unpleasant warmth clinging to you as a long stream of it flows down your leg.<</if>> Of course, with the distinct noise, amber lake around your feet, and strong and noxious smell, it’d be impossible to miss spotting your humiliated form, much to Hannah delight. "Eurgh, what’s going on here!", demands a loud slightly muffled voice. It seems, while you were wetting yourself for Hannah’s amusement, a heavily armoured guard has arrived, catching the end of your disgraceful show. Though you can’t see his face behind his full helmet, his tone is easily identifiable as tinged with disgust. Jumping in between you and the annoyed man, your tiny tormentor chirps in with a sweet tone, "I’m sorry about my friend here sir. You see <<if $pronoun == 1>>she has<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he has<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they have<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>she has<<else>>he has<</if>> a medical problem that causes <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> to have no bladder control. It’s really humiliating for <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>>, so please don’t say anything to anyone. I have a plan for how to handle it, I hope it’s okay". Leaning up towards him, you watch uncomfortable as you are, as Hannah leans up to the man, whispering quietly to him. "That seems acceptable, make sure that you do that. If they give you any trouble, come get me and I’ll hold them down", replies the guard, soon after making his leave. "This is even better!", she laughs, approaching you, but carefully avoiding the pool of your urine, "You need to lie down over there, in the dry patch. I’m going to sort out this whole mess for you like the good friend I am. And, even better, if you don’t do what I say this time then I’ll go get the guard and he’ll make you, so you have to behave for me". Practically whimpering, "Okay", in response, you do as she said, lying where she directed. "I had this planned for someone else, but I guess this is now a present for you. When I called you a little baby earlier, I didn’t think you’d be getting dressed like one a few minutes later. But, just like a good friend, your buddy Hannah is going to diaper you so that you don’t have any more accidents. Isn’t that nice of me?", giggles the mean brunette, pulling a diaper out of her bag. Wanting this to be over as soon as possible, you follow her instructions. Realising that you might need to get ready before this, you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>start to remove your $currentClothing not wanting anything to get in the way, leaving you naked<<else>>are thankfully already naked, speeding matters up considerably<</if>>. Descending up you, you soon find the delicate hands of the girl upon you as she <<if $currentUnderwear == "Naked">>nude bum a quick spank<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper" && $currentUnderwear != "Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper" && $currentUnderwear != "Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper">>removes your damp $currentUnderwear, throwing them unceremoniously to one side<<else>>smiles in amusement, realising that you’re already wearing a diaper, not that that would stop her plans to re-diaper you<</if>>.<<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>> Her hand firmly clasped over her mouth, stifling her surprised laughter, Hannah takes a moment to calm herself down, all the while leaving you to wait uncomfortably in embarrassment at her mocking tone. Finally working the last of the giggles out of her system, her eyes fix on your own, despite your attempts to avert them in defeat. "Really!", she exclaims, her eyes alight with joy, "After all that fuss, and all that effort on my part, you’re already wearing a diaper. I guess you’re just a big baby already. I …. I don’t know whether this makes this more fun or less, either way, there’s no way you’re talking your way out of this now. I’m taking this as a full admission that you love diapers, whatever you try to say otherwise. Never going to let you live this down, you’re mine now", the stare she gives you more dominant than any of the teasing could ever be.<</if>> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainDiaper.png]]</div> <<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<set $underwearCum = false>><<set $underwearUrine = false>>Now fully nude, it doesn’t take much effort for her to tape you into your new $currentUnderwear as you wait dejectedly. She doesn’t have any other supplies, so can’t take the time to properly clean and dry you, instead just roughly shoving it under you and strapping you tightly. "All done! You’re all taped up in your pretty new diaper. I was going to say that it was nice for your friend to do that for you, but now I’m thinking with how childish you’ve acted, that maybe I’m more of a big sister, looking out for a silly baby. But, now that I’ve diapered you, I think we can have even more fun in the future. So, I want you to keep wearing this, and if I see you not in a diaper, then I’m going to be very upset. Understood?". Unable to do anything but agree with her, you just nod along. Happy with your response, your ‘big sister’ gives you a tight hug, during which she can’t stop laughing at your discomfort, before finally giving you a wave goodbye and leaving. Now left alone, diapered and standing next to a pool of your own pee. You decide to move along quickly, not wanting to even think about what just happened for a moment longer.<<else>>Practically whimpering, "Okay", in response, you do as she said, lying where she directed. "I had this planned for someone else, but I guess this is now a present for you. You’re going to look like such a cute baby in your little diaper, isn’t that wonderful! Maybe, I can even tell some more people about it, because this doesn’t seem like the sort of thing that I could just keep to myself. I mean you’ll just be way too adorable to keep secret. Isn’t that nice of me?", giggles the mean brunette, pulling a diaper out of her bag. Wanting this to be over as soon as possible, you follow her instructions. Realising that you might need to get ready before this, you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>start to remove your $currentClothing not wanting anything to get in the way, leaving you naked<<else>>are thankfully already naked, speeding matters up considerably<</if>>. Descending up you, you soon find the delicate hands of the girl upon you as she <<if $currentUnderwear == "Naked">>gives your nude bum a quick spank<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>>removes your $currentUnderwear, throwing them unceremoniously to one side<<else>>smiles in amusement, realising that you’re already wearing a diaper, not that that would stop her plans to re-diaper you<</if>>.<<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>> Her hand firmly clasped over her mouth, stifling her surprised laughter, Hannah takes a moment to calm herself down, all the while leaving you to wait uncomfortably in embarrassment at her mocking tone. Finally working the last of the giggles out of her system, her eyes fix on your own, despite your attempts to avert them in defeat. "Really!", she exclaims, her eyes alight with joy, "After all that fuss, and all that effort on my part, you’re already wearing a diaper. I guess you’re just a big baby already. I …. I don’t know whether this makes this more fun or less, either way, there’s no way you’re talking your way out of this now. I’m taking this as a full admission that you love diapers, whatever you try to say otherwise. Never going to let you live this down, you’re mine now", the stare she gives you more dominant than any of the teasing could ever be.<</if>> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainDiaper.png]]</div> <<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<set $underwearCum = false>><<set $underwearUrine = false>>Now fully nude, it doesn’t take much effort for her to tape you into your new $currentUnderwear as you wait dejectedly. She doesn’t have any other supplies, so can’t take the time to properly clean and dry you, instead just roughly shoving it under you and strapping you tightly. "All done! You’re all taped up in your pretty new diaper. I was going to say that it was nice for your friend to do that for you, but now I’m thinking with how childish you’ve acted, that maybe I’m more of a big sister, looking out for a silly baby. But, now that I’ve diapered you, I think we can have even more fun in the future. So, I want you to keep wearing this, and if I see you not in a diaper, then I’m going to be very upset. <<if $hannahMood == 0>>Told you I'd get even with you, didn't I! Maybe you should have been nicer to me, understood?<<else>>Understood?<</if>>". Unable to do anything but agree with her, you just nod along. Happy with your response, your ‘big sister’ gives you a tight hug, during which she can’t stop laughing at your discomfort, before finally giving you a wave goodbye and leaving. Now left alone, diapered and embarrassed. Deciding to move along quickly, not wanting to even think about what just happened for a moment longer, you set off, carrying on with your travels.<</if>> <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

Shaking your head, you decide to decline her offer, not willing to undergo that level of embarrassment to appease Hannah. "No way, I’m not going to do that, even if I’ll get in trouble otherwise", you tell her, resolute in your decision. A look of anger crossing her face, the miniature brunette scowls, "What do you mean that you’re turning down my offer. You can’t turn down my offer. That’s sort of the point of this. I win, and you have to do what I say! You’re such a jerk, I hope that they do something really mean to you now", as she fumes, increasingly annoyed with your dismissal of her offer, you watch as she starts stalking off, obviously looking for a guard or other staff member. It doesn’t take her long, you following behind to do damage control, for her to find one of the ever-present facility guards, their gleaming black full body armour making them extremely easy to spot even from a distance in the sterile white corridor. "Please sir, I have something I need to tell you", she says in her cutest tone, acting much nicer to him than she ever has to you, "You see, <<if visited()<=1>><<set $hannahMood = 0>>I just saw this trainee yank a facility screen off of the wall and smash it to bits down there, and they seemed to be really happy about it<<else>>that trainee over there just tried to beat me up, they called me a snitch and said that I was going to ‘get what’s coming to me’<</if>>. Please sir, you have to do something, before they do even worse!". The body armoured figure turns to you, though what they’re thinking is hard to speculate, their face covered in the standard full-face armoured helmet that all facility agents wear. "Alright, sounds legitimate thank you for bringing this to me. Offending trainee, these are grave accusations. As such, I’m going to put you on toilet cleaning duty for the moment and file an official complaint against your name. Please provide your full details, or I’ll be forced to increase the punishment". Gasping, you realise that you’re in trouble, but that the punishment isn’t really that bad, quietly answering "I’m $firstName, sir". Of course, Hannah seems to have come to a similar conclusion, a flicker of grumpiness seeping through her sweet veneer, "That’s not fair sir, $firstName was really bad. They obviously deserve a bigger punishment than some cleaning, And, not trying to seem impolite, but isn’t there a reward for me turning them in?". "Seems enough to me, and I’m the one who works here, so I make the rules. Maybe, just maybe, you need to learn your place a little more too miss. I think I’ll assign you to toilet cleaning too", laughs the guard from within his helmet, pulling out his tablet to file the punishments. As he does, you catch a look of the angry stare that Hannah is giving you, her annoyance towards you having grown immensely. … It doesn’t actually take very long, only about half an hour at most. You’re pretty thankful that you only got such a minor punishment, but the thought of having complaints about you on your records doesn’t sound a good thing either. Hannah was assigned to the same smelly and labour-intensive task as you were, and she spent the entire time telling you how she’d get revenge on you for this. Leaving you on the words, "You got me in trouble<<if visited() >1>> again<</if>>, and I won’t forgive you easily for that. <<if visited()<=1>>You’ve made an enemy today, and<<else>>You thought I was cross after the first time, you should really start to worry now.<</if>> I’ll have you mewling humiliatingly at my feet for this", you get the feeling that this won’t be the last you see of her. Maybe you should try and find a way to deal with her before she does something even more drastic to you. But, for now you have somewhere to be, so instead you rush quickly down the corridor, continuing onwards towards your intended destination. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

"Brilliant! Wings are my speciality! Well, one of them at least.", cheers Jasmine as you tell her your selection, "Now, before we go into this I have to warn you, I don’t think you’ll be able to fly. I mean, I’ve heard of people who can after getting heavily modded, but it’s super hard to get to work. But, on the bright side they feel great. Plus, you’ll look so much more interesting with a brilliant pair of <<if $wingType == 1>>dragon<<elseif $wingType == 2>>demon<<elseif $wingType == 3>>angel<</if>> wings, you’ll get so many compliments when you go on nights out". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to lie down face first. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. After a few minutes rest, Jasmine returns, something resembling a pair of cosplay <<if $wingType == 1>>dragon<<elseif $wingType == 2>>demon<<elseif $wingType == 3>>angel<</if>> wings in hand. "This is super simple, but I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic. All I need to do is to put these wings on you, so the harness touches your spine, and then wait. There’ll be a flash of light as it bonds and then you’re done ", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything matches up, there really is nothing to worry about. You will however need to take everything off, you know just so you don’t ruin any of your stuff and I can properly get to your back". Sitting up, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, instead waiting patiently for her to place them on you<</if>>. Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the fox-girl to maneuver the wing-like objects on your back, and then walk back and take a seat nearby. You momentarily wonder if she’s joking with you, but then you hear a slight !Click! from the fake wings, signalling to you that it really might be that simple. Feeling a little heat, a spot midway up your spine becoming a little warm but nothing else really jumps out at you as happening. You reach back to check that the '<<if $wingType == 1>>dragon<<elseif $wingType == 2>>demon<<elseif $wingType == 3>>angel<</if>>' wings haven't fallen off, only to brush against something very sensitive. In fact, the sensation is so intense that you're prompted to spasm as a response, humping against the sofa, your <<if $vagina>>pussy leaving a small puddle of lust<<else>>penis leaking a small glob of pre-cum in response<</if>>, that felt good. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your new attachment before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Looking back, you can see jutting out your back, <<if $wingType == 1>>a pair of sleek and regal dragon<<elseif $wingType ==2>>a pair of seductive membraned demonic<<elseif $wingType == 3>>a pair of beautiful and awe inspiring feathered angel<</if>> wings. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]], asks Jasmine smiling.

"Awww! I guess they can sort of get in the way a bit. Oh well, still lots of other cool things to try!", cheers Jasmine as you tell her your selection, slightly put out that you don’t want to keep your wings, "Don’t worry, I’m not a jerk, I’ll do it for you without issue. If nothing else, you could always try out a new set of wings again in the future, or maybe even something cooler. I mean, they are super unique and fashionable, so I bet you’ll be tempted back in no time to try out something like them again". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to lie down face first. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. After a few minutes rest, Jasmine returns, a blue glowing, effervescent liquid-filled vial in hand. "This is super simple, but I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic. All I need to do is drink this, and then wait. It’ll tell your body to remove the wings, after that you’re done", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything is safe, there really is nothing to worry about". Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the fox-girl to feed you the vials contents down your throat. It tastes faintly of lemons, you think, as you watch her walk back and take a seat nearby. You momentarily wonder if she’s joking with you, but then you hear a slight !Click! from the point where your wings meet your spine, signalling to you that it really might be that simple. You feel a little heat, your spine feeling a little warm but nothing else. You reach back to check whether you still have a set of wings, though find nothing in your search. The spot where your wings used to reside now only features smooth skin. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your now lack of wings before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Looking back, you can see for sure that you no longer have wings of any sort. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]] Asks Jasmine smiling.

Deciding to go over and talk to Tony B, you pass by his body guard. Sitting in his little booth with him, you chat for a little while about inane things, the club owner’s entourage of blonde bimbo’s laughing along with most everything he says. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/TonySmall.png]]</div> Seemingly the man can be quite suave, occasionally making an incredibly astute observation or witty joke, his knowledge of the facilities gossip and secrets almost unrivalled. Of course, this is then quickly nullified by the lewd and crass comments he soon makes afterwards, normally about how many babes he’s fucked. Overall, you could be having a better time, though he’s paying for the drinks and the other company is cute. Seeing an opening in the conversation as Tony motorboats the breasts of the girl next to him you think about what to do next. Do you: [[Ask about escaping the facility|Club B Tony B Ask Escape Facility]]<<if (visited("Travel To ABDL Hannah Diapered") || visited("Travel To ABDL Hannah Alt Punishment")) && !$hannahNursery>> [[Ask about getting rid of Hannah|Club B Tony B Ask Remove Hannah]]<</if>><<if $mariQuestStarted && $mariEnding == 0>> [[Ask Tony for help with Mari's situation|Club B Tony B Mari Favour]]<</if>><<if $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && !$jessFirstQuestGaryRemoved>> [[Ask Tony for help with your Gary problem|Club B Tony B Ask Remove Gary]]<</if>> [[Finish spending time with Tony B|Club B]]

Not feeling able to deal with Hannah’s teasing and blackmail anymore, you can’t resist taking the club owner up on his offer. Nodding resolutely, you answer, "Deal. It’s worth it". "That’s the spark mate! It always makes me feel warm and tingly when I help someone out, especially when they’re paying me for the privilege. I’ll get her sorted within the hour, like I promised. You want to know the big joke now? I mean, I’ve just had the funds processed, so I’ve no reason to worry about you stealing my scheme out from under me", laughs the sleazy man. Funnily enough, whilst you strongly believe him over the money situation, he doesn’t say a word or call anyone over to process it. "Okay, it’s probably best I know", you offer, curious to what the mean trainee has in store for her. Slapping his knees in excitement, he blurts out, "So, the babe was a massive brat to you, right? I mean, the stuff she was asking of you, the way she was playing up, the whining, she was acting like a spoiled kid. Well, I know a couple of execs over at a TV show in the facility that specializes in diapering cry-babies like her. I’m having the documents cooked as we speak to have her ownership reassigned to them. The guy who runs the place is a soft touch, so she’ll be looked after well-enough, but I get the feeling that she’s going to pretty furious over being treated as little more than a baby. Still, she had it coming, and it’s not like I’ve had her vacuum packed in latex and sold as a table, so no guilty conscience on this one for you or me. Not that I ever feel remorse for helping out a friend". Waving back over his floozies he adds, "That all?", drink already back in hand. Finished with your deal, you [[return to talking with Tony B|Club B Spend Time With Tony B]].

Anxious about handing over so many of your hard-earned points, but seeing no better way of escaping your fate as a future slave, you can’t resist taking the club owner up on his offer. The decision made firmly in your mind you nod resolutely, answering, "Deal. It’s worth it". "Wow! Well fuck me! Didn’t think you’d be able to scrape together that sort of currency, but a deal’s a deal", laughs the sleazy man, "I’ll run it all through my financing now, then get everything sorted for you. God damn, that’s a fuck-ton of points. You must have run a train for a small town worth of people for that sort of cash. Weeks straight on your back and airtight. Not that I’m judging, all power to you, make it when you can and tell anyone who thinks otherwise to jog on. Anyway, it’s all finished processing now, so we can talk the finer points", he continues barely anytime having passed and the greasy man not having left his seat. Funnily enough, whilst you strongly believe him over the money situation, he doesn’t say a word or call anyone over to process it. "Okay, so how do I get out? What’s the plan?", you ask, wanting to keep the club owner on task. Pulling out a bottle of expensive looking champagne from a secret compartment under his seat, he begins pouring out two flutes, "So, honestly it’s not that hard for me. I have to run some kick-backs for a bunch of people, but in truth everyone is willing to be paid off in some way or another. All I need to do is talk to a couple of buddies to get you some new papers on the system, this is a government facility after all, so we have full database access to everything we need. After that I pay off the door guards, a few people in IT to scrub your records and recordings, and a couple of big-wigs who need to be paid their dues unless we both want to end up at the bottom of river or worse. You’ll have a new fully-legit identity, I’ll start you with some cash, can even give you some decent tips on how to get everything in your life back up and running". As you look at him slightly sceptically over his grandiose claims of help, he holds up his hands in defence, adding, "Look! I’m getting the way better end of this deal, so I don’t mind making sure you’re happy if it doesn’t hurt my bottom line too much. Especially if it means we leave on good terms and you’re not looking to stick a knife in my back later down the line. Even after the costs I’ll be dealing with, I’ll be at least a million ahead of where I left off for a few hours work, you think I’m going to shit on a deal like that? Course not!", gesturing for you to take your drink. Seeing as you’re invested in your escape attempt now and sensing his sincerity when it comes to how much money you’ve just made him, you nod, "Alright. Fine, you’re making sense. I’ll believe you". Smiling you a toothy grin, the greasy haired man downs his champagne before standing. "Got a few things I need to iron out. Some I can only handle in person. You rest up here, have a drink or five on me, you know celebrate and live a little. I’ll be back in an hour, maybe two at most. Don’t fuck anything up while I’m gone", Tony B finishes, waving his entourage back into the booth as he takes his quick leave. Finished with your deal, and your co-conspirator now gone, you fall back into your seat mentally exhausted. The end of your time within the facility now within site you’re practically vibrating with joy, albeit still nervous that things could turn at any moment. Surrounded once again by Tony’s gaggle of bubbly bimbo’s you sip at the truly astounding champagne, and [[await the return of Tony B|Club B Tony B Pay Escape Start]].

<<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>><<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>>An uncomfortable shudder runs through you as you twist and turn in your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>>, pangs of undue pressure causing you to suddenly bolt upright in your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>>. At first it’s hard to figure out what’s going on in your drowsy state, the sudden awakening leaving you confused and distressed. However, as your guts begin to let out loud audible growls and grumbles, the idea that maybe you’ve got a stomach ache or some kind of food poisoning begins running through your mind. Unsure what to do, you momentarily hold onto your stomach region, hoping that the increased pressure from your own movements might stem the unpleasant feeling bubbling inside you, but this seems to be of little help. Instead, <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>your stomach just continues to churn within, accompanied by a new feeling of fullness from around your bladder<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>>your stomach begins to churn, making you feel queasy and overly full<<else>>the sensations begin to fluctuate, changing until you start to feel a new over fullness around your bladder region<</if>>. <<if $sleepLocation == 4>>Panicking now, you start to fumble in the hay, doing your best to extricate yourself in a mad dash to the toilets. Sadly, in your groggy and indisposed state, such actions are easier said than done, as just before you can find a firm enough handhold to push yourself up the tension in your <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>stomach and bladder<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>>stomach<<else>>bladder<</if>> begin to go into overdrive, control over your bathroom faculties leaving you in a truly humiliating degrading display.<<else>>Panicking now, you start to fumble with your sheets, doing your best to extricate yourself in a mad dash to the toilets. Sadly, in your groggy and indisposed state, such actions are easier said than done, as just before you can finish pulling the covers back, the tension in your <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>stomach and bladder<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>>stomach<<else>>bladder<</if>> begin to go into overdrive, control over your bathroom faculties leaving you in a truly humiliating degrading display.<</if>> The only small mercy of the situation is that it comes quickly, <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>a wave of mess pushing out of your rear as you also wet yourself uncontrollably<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>>a wave of mess pushing out of your rear quickly and uncontrollably<<else>>wetting yourself quickly and uncontrollably<</if>>, all over where you sleep. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Despite having been somewhat prepared, having worn your $currentUnderwear to sleep, it’s still not enough, the accident having been so severe as to have seeped out of the sides of your diaper. Nauseatingly, they’re also heavily saturated now, still warm and heavily stained.<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Having worn your $currentUnderwear to sleep, they are now thoroughly stained and soaked with your still warm accident, causing you to further remain in the pungent puddle<<else>>Having not worn any underwear to sleep, you have had nothing to prove as a barrier, instead depositing the entire warm pungent puddle upon your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>large four-poster bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>poor white wooden crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>surprisingly spongy grey cushion pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>steel padded cages floor<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>the hay covered floor of your wooden stall<</if>><</if>>. Feeling shame and disgust rise up within you, you <<if $submission >= 0>>can’t help but cry, the horrid nature of what just happened shaking you to the core and making you question how you could have let it occur<<else>>can’t help but grumble angrily, the horrid nature of what just happened only strengthening your opinions of the facility, for it surely wasn’t your fault that such an accident occurred<</if>>. Not wanting to stew in the fouled <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>covers<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>covers<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>blankets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>blankets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>hay<</if>> any longer, you peal yourself out of <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>your crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>your pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>your cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>the hay<</if>>, worry over what to do creeping over you. After all, someone is going to have to clean your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>>, and they’re going to think horrible things about you if they see the current state of it. Worse, they facility might consider what you just did some kind of act of vandalism, and who knows what they might do at that point. "Oh dear, dearie!", you hear from behind you in a familiar matronly voice, shaking you from your frozen state of panic, "I got a message from your room AI that you were in distress and came running. I was asleep at the time, but I couldn’t leave my sweet $firstName feeling unwell. I don’t mean to be rude, but I can … smell what the issue is. But, you have no need to worry, these things can happen to anyone". Your face heating up as you blush bright red, your humiliation building ever higher as you come to terms with being caught in such a compromising situation. Averting your gaze slightly, not wanting to look her in the eyes, you feel momentarily better as you notice that Aunt Mildred is wearing a pink floral nightdress that looks very old-fashioned, but such levity is brief as you catch the scent of your latest problem. Meekly, not sure what to say you reply, "Okay …". Closing in on you, a warm embrace soon envelops you, the braless breasts of your carer rubbing against you. "Sweetheart, it’s okay! Like I said, these things happen. I’ve seen a few trainees have similar issues. I’m not entirely sure why, but I’d say it’s probably some combination of incredible stress and the new diet that they have to adjust to when coming here. So many upset tummies. But, enough of that talk, we need to get all of this sorted. You’re probably feeling rather icky at the moment, so I’ll get you a nice towel to hide yourself behind and you can go and get cleaned up in the dormitory showers. Meanwhile, I’ll change your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>sheets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>sheets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>blankets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>blankets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>hay<</if>> for you and get things in order on this end. A warm shower will really do you a world of good dear", coos the older woman. … Having meekly done as your carer directed, you really are feeling much better now. It’s still embarrassing to think of the compromising situation she caught you in, but she’s been nothing but kind and caring towards you. <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Sadly, you had to get rid of your $currentUnderwear and change into a new set, but after what happened to them that was a foregone conclusion. <</if>>Cleaned up and wrapped in a nice snuggly towel, you return to find your room as good as new, Aunt Mildred standing over your freshly cleaned <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>> squirting a bottle of air freshener. "There you are dear. All spick and span. No one will even realise that you had your little … accident. Now, I know this might sound a bit presumptuous, but these sorts of incidents often don’t occur in isolation. I don’t want you to think I’m accusing you or insulting you, but I’ve seen other trainees in similar situations in the past and they often have these problems for most of their time her. It’s so common in fact that there’s a training course to help you out with your problem. They call it diaper training, but it’s more about helping toilet train you again to cope within the facility. There’s even a big pay incentive because they got so tired of all the damage to sheets and mattresses. You don’t need to decide about it now, but it might be something good to check out dear", the motherly woman lectures you upon seeing you once more, a kindly tone to her offer of advice. Mumbling, "Thank you", meekly to her, in need of sleep to help you feel further away from your humiliations earlier. Sensing your desire to get back to sleep, she gives you another warm hug, cooing, "You’re welcome dear. You just get a good night’s sleep for your Aunt Mildred, and I’m sure you’ll feel back yourself by the morning. Don’t forget to have a look at the diaper training course though, it might do you a world of good. Anyway, you need your rest, so goodnight!". Packing up her cleaning supplies and a bag filled with the soiled old <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>sheets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>sheets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>blankets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>blankets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>hay<</if>>, your carer soon departs, leaving you alone once more. Your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>> now cleaned, not really wanting to think of what happened any longer, you [[drift back to sleep| interuptDestinationDay('Wake Up')]].

With a smile, you realize just how good the juice smells. There’s obviously no way you could ever turn down the opportunity to try it, even if you have to drink it from a silly glass. After all, <<if $femininity >=0>>it’s only covered in pink cartoon princesses<<else>>it’s only covered in blue cartoon superhero’s<</if>>. The little plastic spout at the top is kind of silly, but it’s still proportioned for adults, so it’s not like you’re only getting a child sized amount of juice. The decision made, you nod your head eagerly, "Yes please Aunt Mildred. It’s a very nice gift, thank you", your arms outstretched for her offering. "Aww, that’s so sweet of you $firstName, of course you can have it, I brought it for you after all. I understand that the sippy cup isn’t the opportune way of having a drink, but it really is a very rare and hard to get juice, so I’m glad for your understanding. It would have been such a shame to let it go to waste. If you like it sweetheart, then maybe I can get you some more in the future. But, for now, you just go ahead and give it a taste, see if you like it", says your carer in a joyful yet still motherly tone, giving you a sweet kiss on your forehead as she pushes the aforementioned sippy cup into your outstretched hands. Delighted, you take the plastic <<if $femininity >=0>>princess<<else>>superhero<</if>> cup, having to hold it in both hands due to its weight and girth. Guiding the small spout to your lips, you tip it back, getting only a small swig of the delectable drink due to the sippy cup’s design. As you hum in ecstacy, you can only think to describe the taste as heavenly, so unusual but wonderful is it. It’s certainly fruity, and sweet too, but other than that you can’t say, finding it somewhat like a fruit blend that was perfectly balanced. A touch on your stomach jogs your senses, as the older woman begins to coo nothings whilst patting your tummy. However, entranced as you are, you do little other than luxuriate in the amazing beverage, for the briefest moments without a care in the world. "The way you’re humming sweetheart I guess that answers my question. It’s good to see you so happy, as much as you might not enjoy your time here, at the very least your Aunt Mildred cares about that. Plus, the way you hold onto your sippy cup is just adorable. You know, I heard that they restrict this stuff from most of the businesses within the facility, but a little birdie tells me that the Little Land Nursery has more of this stuff. In fact, I think they might have supplied the sippy cup too, though I think they have nice cups too if you were to go there in person". Finally finishing the drink with a little burp, your face blushing crimson at as you realize just how babyish you must have looked drinking from a sippy cup while you have your tummy rubbed. Seeing that it’s empty, your carer takes it from your hands gently, giving you a quick hug and kiss goodnight before turning to leave. "I need to get this back to its owners, and all washed up too, but you don’t need to concern yourself with such matters dear. I’ll see you soon, and hopefully try and get you some more. But, for now I’ll just wish you goodnight, and hope that you have some nice dreams". The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, contentment filling your thoughts. You might have been a little embarrassed from drinking from the childish sippy cup, but it seems like Aunt Mildred was happy with your decision, offering to get you even more of the splendid substance in the future. Your stomach gurgling merrily, seemingly overjoyed with your decision, you try to settle yourself back down. It’s hard to know whether you’ve made the right decision, but you certainly know that you picked the option that involved delicious juice.<<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay>><<set $incontinenceCountDown -= 2>> However, taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on wonderful beverage wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel deep a sloshing pressure in your bladder region, the building need to urinate heavy in your thoughts. <</if>> <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

<<set $hypnoBearTrait = true>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Snuggly warm teddy bear") == -1>><<addToFurniture "Snuggly warm teddy bear">><</if>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Letting herself in, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. In her arms she carries before her a small and especially fuzzy looking teddy bear. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Hello dear. Just checking in, I hope that everything is going well with your training and work. I thought I’d bring you a little gift to cheer you up with, after all you might be around here for a while, so a few knick-knacks to make this place look a little more lived in should do you a world of good. Teddy bears are adorable, and they are a lot of fun to snuggle up to. Who knows sweetheart, it might even help you sleep better", explains the matronly woman in a cheery tone, her expression filled with kindly warmth towards you. Passing further into the room, she places what she carries upon one of your bed pillows, tucking the cute bear slightly under the covers. A little confused by the gift but seeing it as obviously a kind gesture from your carer, you respond, "Thank you Aunt Mildred. It was nice of you to think of me by getting me that. Hopefully it didn’t cost you too much". As you thank the woman, you approach the gift yourself, taking a moment to inspect the extremely huggable looking soft toy that you’ve just been presented with. "Don’t worry about me dear. I get extremely well paid by the facility and can certainly afford to spoil my dear $firstName. In fact, when I was looking for just the right teddy for you I asked around the facility. Seems there’s an adult nursery in the facility that has a whole massive selection of them. They really shop around for the best ones, so I was extremely happy for the advice. Hmmm, maybe if you really like your stuffed toy I got you then you could go over there and ask about where they get them. Collecting something nice like fluffy teddy bears could be a great hobby while you’re here", she explains, gesturing towards her gift to you. Giving you a quick hug and a chaste motherly kiss to the forehead, Aunt Mildred begins to depart. "Sorry about this being such a quick visit dear, but I’ve really got to be going. The paperwork has built up so badly you wouldn’t believe. You get yourself a good night’s sleep, and if you’re feeling down or lonely then maybe give your new teddy a cuddle. See you later sweetheart". The matronly carer now departed, you clamber up upon your large bed, pulling out the bear to give it a much greater examination than the cursory one you gave it a few minutes before. He’s very snuggly, and just a little warmer than you’d expect, though you can’t tell if that’s some sort of heating system or a result of the material it’s made of. The bear isn’t huge, only a foot or two in height, but it’s certainly big enough to cuddle as she suggested, it’s long luxurious fur feeling amazing to the touch. <<if $submission >= 10>>Unable to resist giving it a quick hug to see just how good it feels, the idea heavy in your mind, you lie down upon your remarkably comfortable bed, pulling the cute teddy towards you. Wrapping your arms around him, everything just feels better already. Cuddling the warm and soft bear to your chest, you feel oddly protected, like he was some sort of childish security blanket. Catching you by surprise, you’re sure in your groggy state you hear a faint, "Good <<if $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>", emanating from deep within the bears fluffy confines, but tired as you are you can’t be sure.<<else>><<set $submission += 3>>You momentarily wonder about whether you should give the bear a quick hug, the idea heavy in your mind. However, you can’t push yourself to it, the thought of cuddling up to the teddy like some small child stopping you in your tracks, saddening you slightly as you still can’t help but to desire stroking his fluffy form. Catching you by surprise, you’re sure in your groggy state you hear a faint, "Bad <<if $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>", emanating from deep within the bears fluffy confines, but tired as you are you can’t be sure. Weirder, you find yourself feeling pretty bad for not cuddling up to the sweet gift.<</if>> Your inspections of the gifted toy over, you begin getting prepared for bed again. It’s kind of nice that someone gave you something to try and cheer you up. For now though, sleep is a higher priority on your mind. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

<<addToWardrobe "Club B Promo Girl Bikini">>Having you follow him towards his VIP booth, the two girls giggling the whole time, he finally begins talking to you. "Ah, if it isn’t $firstName. I see you couldn’t resist coming and checking out my job offer. Well, I look after my own, so you’re in good hands as long as you know who’s boss. You figure that out, and you can ride my coat tails all to the top. I mean you’ll probably be sucking my cock, and fucking whoever I tell you to, but you’ll be doing it under my protection, and living in the lap of luxury. Which are better odds than what anyone else can offer you around here". Guzzling down a drink one of his floozies give him, he snaps his fingers, nodding at the other one. Following his directions, his companion flounces over to a nearby table, bringing back a very small pile of cloth. Getting a closer look, you spot it as some sort of bikini set, the ‘Club B’ logo covering both the breast cups, and the front of the skimpy bikini bottoms. As she returns, she doesn’t pass the clothes to Tony, but instead passes them to you, leaving the small bundle in your hands. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/ClubBBikini.png]]</div> "That’s for you darlin’. I’m not saying you have to wear it when you come here to work for me, but if you do then I’ll appreciate it a bunch. You get me?", says the greasy club owner, leering at you suggestively. Looking you over appraisingly he adds, "<<if $vagina && $breastSize >= 3 && $femininity >= 30 && $assSize > 0 && $lipSize> 0>>I certainly have a lot of uses for you. Normally, I offer the dweebs that come in here as trainees a special trip in my bimbo chamber to make sure they’re worth something to me. Those that turn it down I offer some crappy bar work, just so I can keep them under my thumb. But, you’re alright. <<if $penis && $vagina>>Look, I ain't too happy about you sporting a dick, you'll probably scare off some of the customers, but you're a sexy broad with three holes to fuck, I'm willing to look past it at least. <</if>>Certainly hot enough for me to stick my cock in sometime. So, what I’m saying is, I can offer you some top rate work. Wear the bikini, serve some drinks, dance some cages, sit and look pretty with me, and you’ll be walking out of these work sessions with enough G.G.P to pay off whoever you need to do whatever. And trust me, money talks around here. Sound good enough an offer sweet cheeks?<<else>>Gah, you’re not the right fit for my fine establishment. I mean, I’d probably fuck you still, but you’d be wearing a bag over your head. So, how about this. In the back room, got this transformation chamber, will make you a hot big titted woman. I’ll let you take a ride in it for free, seeing as we’re friends. You come back after that then I have some decent paying work I can offer. Otherwise, you stay like this, then <<if !$noNonSexualJobs>>best I can offer you is some bar work, maybe some stock room time. Pay’s decent compared to other options, but you’ll be kicking yourself for not taking me up on using the chamber<<else>>not much I can do for you<</if>>. <<if $penis>>I mean your cock would have to go before I’d have you working dance cages, nobody around here wants to see that thing spinning. <</if>><<if $breastSize < 3 && $breastSize > 0>>Those titties could use a good deal of growth, how are you going to get customers in with tiny tits, you think people want a flat chested sally serving them drinks? <<elseif $breastSize == 0>>You ain’t even got any titties, how are you going to get customers in without tits, do I have to think of everything around here? <</if>><<if $femininity < 30>> Plus, you’re not much to look at, customers want a feminine look, not whatever you’re going for there. <</if>><<if $assSize == 0>>Your ass is flat as a board, that’d need some work before I could dole out some decent work, guys need something to hold onto when they’re talking to you. <</if>><<if $lipSize == 0>> You’d need to get those lips sorted while we’re at it. Those tiny things aren’t going to get anyone’s blood pumping, you need blow-job lips, not wet fish lips doll. <</if>>So, what’d you say?<</if>>". <<if $vagina && $breastSize >= 3 && $femininity >= 30 && $assSize > 0 && $lipSize> 0>>Do you: [[Choose the well-paying promo girl job|Club B Job Bimbo Main]] <<if $bimboSkill > 0>>Why would you want to work a boring job when you could be doing something funner?<<else>><<if $noNonSexualJobs>><a data-passage="Travel Back">Decline the offer and leave</a><<else>> [[Choose the poorer paying bar work|Club B Job Not Bimbo Main]]<</if>><</if>> <<else>>Do you: [[Accept his offer to use the transformation chamber|Club B Job Transformation Bimbo Start]] <<if $bimboSkill > 0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>Why would you want to work a boring job when you could be being made prettier?<<else>><<if $noNonSexualJobs>><a data-passage="Travel Back">Decline the offer and leave</a><<else>>[[Choose the poorer paying bar work|Club B Job Not Bimbo Main]]<</if>><</if>><</if>>

<<if $upkeepCountdown == 0>><<set $upkeepIncreasesInstances += 1>><<if $fasterIncreasingUpkeep>><<set $upkeepCountdown = 2>><<else>><<set $upkeepCountdown = 4>><</if>><<if $increasingUpkeep && $highIncreasingUpkeep>><<set $upkeep += 300>><<set $upkeepIncreasesTotal += 300>><<elseif $highIncreasingUpkeep>><<set $upkeep += 200>><<set $upkeepIncreasesTotal += 200>><<elseif $increasingUpkeep>><<set $upkeep += 100>><<set $upkeepIncreasesTotal += 100>><</if>> As you’re getting ready, Alice chimes in again, "Hello $firstName, it has come to my attention that you are in need of another increase in your daily upkeep costs as part of your continued motivational impetus. Your daily upkeep has been increased by <<if $increasingUpkeep && $highIncreasingUpkeep>>300<<elseif $highIncreasingUpkeep>>200<<elseif $increasingUpkeep>>100<</if>> G.G.P, and is now <<if $upkeep <0>>0<<else>>$upkeep<</if>> G.G.P. If you would like to lodge a complaint, the admin department would be happy to hear your futile annoyance. Thank you and have a good day". Having heard you’ll need to make even more money to stay in the facility, you can’t help but <<if $submission >25>>smile as you look forward to all the fun tasks you'll need to undertake to pay back the facility for looking after you.<<else>>groan at yet another problem that you'll have to manage, extra upkeep means either more work or worse work.<</if>><<elseif $upkeepCountdown == -1 >><<if $fasterIncreasingUpkeep>><<set $upkeepCountdown = 2>><<else>><<set $upkeepCountdown = 4>><</if>> As you’re getting ready, Alice chimes in once more, "Hello $firstName, it has come to my attention that you are in need of additional motivational measures to ensure that you speedily comply with our mandated improvement program. This matter has been flagged either due to your perceived low market value or credited laziness by an assessor. Note that from this point on, approximately every <<if $fasterIncreasingUpkeep>>three<<else>>five<</if>> days you will be levied an increased upkeep cost of <<if $increasingUpkeep && $highIncreasingUpkeep>>300<<elseif $highIncreasingUpkeep>>200<<elseif $increasingUpkeep>>100<</if>> G.G.P in an attempt to ensure that you use your time here fruitfully. If you would like to lodge a complaint, the admin department would be happy to hear your futile annoyance. Thank you and have a good day". Having heard you’ll need to make even more money to stay in the facility, you can’t help but <<if $submission >25>>accept the decision, know that there’s nothing you can do about it.<<else>>feel irritation bubble up within you, the insults aimed at you still irking you. "There’s got to be some misunderstanding. You have to undo this", you grumble at Alice, however, the AI just ignores you, actively humming to drown out your complaints until you give up.<</if>><<else>><<set $upkeepCountdown -= 1>><</if>>

<<set $hannahDiaperChecks +=1>>As you pass through one of the many corridors within the facility, on your way to your destination, you suddenly hear a familiar mocking giggle behind you. Turning with a start, you see to your dismay the cruel trainee Hannah who previously appointed herself your ‘big sister’, her pink hoodie and yoga pants combination exactly the same as you saw in the requisition list during your induction to the facility. Overall, she’s pretty cute, in a mean girl sort of way, her pouty full lips and pulled back dark brunette ponytail making her look quite menacing despite her relatively small height. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahMeanLarge.png]]</div> "There you are $firstName. <<if $hannahMood == 0>>How’s my bratty baby little <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>> doing? I bet you’ve been going around whining and complaining about everything. You’re such a cry-baby, and so naughty too! I don’t know how you’d ever manage without a caring big sister to look out for you. You’d probably be sitting around in a used diaper, stinking up the place for all the hardworking adults in the facility.<<elseif $hannahMood == 1>>How’s my dumb baby little <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>> doing? I bet you couldn’t wait to see your lovely big sis again, could you? I don’t know how you’d ever manage without an older sister like me to look out for you. You’d probably get into all sorts of trouble, and that’s not even mentioning the state of your diaper.<<elseif $hannahMood == 2>> How’s my sweet little <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>> doing? I bet you’ve been missing me since we last met. Oh, you’re so cute every now and then, makes me feel a little bad about being mean to you sometimes … but only sometimes. I don’t know how you’d ever manage without an older sister like me to look out for you. You’d have no idea what to do, and who’d change your dirty little diapers?<</if>> Anyway, big sis is here to check your diaper out to make sure you’re not in need of a change. And, if you’re not wearing one then I’m going to really really cross with you!", explains the girl in a condescending tone, her posture and attitude making it very clear that she thinks she’s the one in charge. Not sure what else to do, knowing that she’ll just resort back to blackmail if you don’t do what she says, you answer quietly, "Okay". Waiting for her inspections. Approaching you, she quickly begins patting you down, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>parting you $currentClothing to give her better access to check for your diaper<<else>>having no clothes in her way to block her from checking for your diaper<</if>>. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Noting your $currentUnderwear, she jumps with joy at her find. Giggling, Hannah tells you, "You did it! You’re still wearing your diapers for your big sis! I’m super impressed that you actually kept up with them. You obviously didn’t want to disappoint me. Now big sis has just gotta give you a good pat on your little <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> to make sure it’s all clean". <<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 1) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 1)>>Giving your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> a rather hefty smack as she runs her hand across its soft puffy exterior, you hear a loud squelch as your accumulated accidents squish up against you. Her face lighting up once more with glee, she giggles in a faux sweet tone, "Oh dear, did someone have a little accident? Or, maybe a few? This thing looks pretty full! I guess I really do have to do everything for you, I’m just such a kind big sister like that. I think I’ve got the stuff in my bag to help you, so I’m going to be nice and get you all cleaned up down there. Aren’t I just the best?". From her expectant look, you get that she’s looking for an answer, and seeing no way out of your current predicament, you can do little more than meekly acquiesce to her commands. Letting out a small, "Yes Hannah", much to her continued delight, you [[await her next move|Travel To ABDL Hannah Diaper Change]].<<else>>Giving your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> a rather hefty smack as she runs her hand across its soft puffy exterior, you hear nothing but a hushed crinkling sound. Her face turning into a slight pout, obviously disappointed that she’s not going to get the chance to further humiliate you today, she sighs, "Oh well. Guess you must have gotten yourself a change recently, because I can’t believe that my cute little <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>> has the sort of adult control to not need them. No fun for Hannah today it seems. Guess you can go then. Humhf! Oh, but er … you better give your big sis a big thank you kiss before you leave. Wouldn’t want me to think you’re ungrateful, would you? ". From her expectant look, you get what she’s expecting of you, her chance of finding an excuse for embarrassing you gone, she’s looking for any excuse to punish and humiliate you. Letting out a small sigh of your own, you answer quietly, "Yes Hannah, thank you for checking my diaper", delivering a brief kiss to her cheek, much to her delight. <<if $hannahDiaperChecks <3>>"That was good enough I suppose. You can go now", she replies, some of her cheeriness resumed after teasing you into thanking her. Not wanting to give her any more time to think up excuses, you quickly depart, continuing your previous travels. <<include [[Travel To End]]>><<elseif !visited("Travel To ABDL Hannah Happy Humiliate")>>"That was … okay I suppose. But I’m still a little bored, so I think I’m going to take you off to show my friends. It’ll only be quick though, if you behave that is", she replies, her cheeriness resumed after deciding she still wants to torment you some more. Not wanting to give her any more reason to mistreat you, you nod nervously, [[following on behind her as she wanders off|Travel To ABDL Hannah Happy Humiliate Start]].<<else>><<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>>"That was … okay I suppose. But I’m still a little bored, so I think I’m going to take you off to show my friends. It’ll only be quick though, if you behave that is", she replies, her cheeriness resumed after deciding she still wants to torment you some more. Not wanting to give her any more reason to mistreat you, you nod nervously, [[following on behind her as she wanders off|Travel To ABDL Hannah Happy Humiliate Start]].<<else>>"That was good enough I suppose. You can go now", she replies, some of her cheeriness resumed after teasing you into thanking her. Not wanting to give her any more time to think up excuses, you quickly depart, continuing your previous travels. <<include [[Travel To End]]>><</if>><</if>><</if>><<else>>Noting your <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>$currentUnderwear<<else>>lack of underwear<</if>>, she jumps with joy at her find. Tutting, but with a sizable grin on her face, Hannah tells you, "That’s really naughty of you! I, your lovely and lovable big sis told you to wear a diaper from now on, and you think to ignore that. Well, someone is in for some serious punishment, and as your caring and protective older sister, it falls upon me to make sure that you’re properly educated. Babies can’t be allowed to run around without their diapers on. Can they?". From her expectant smirk, you get what she’s expecting of you, wanting you to grovel and apologise for your diaper-less state, showing her that she’s the one in charge. Letting out a small <<if $submission >= 10 >>,"Eeep!" ,<<else>>sigh<</if>>, you answer quietly, "No Hannah", worrying about what’s going to come next. "Hmmm, well it seems like you know your place at least. After all I’m just looking out for you. I bet there’s tons of other trainees who’d love to have someone like me taking care of them. Thankfully, you’re the one who’s got me, which means you get to be the recipient of all my special attention. Now, you seem to understand the rules, but you broke them like the naughty little kid you are, so I guess I’m going to have to punish you. But what to do, what to do? I mean it’ll have to be something really humiliating so that you don’t try and ignore me again, but what would be suitable payback?", she replies, stroking her chin in mock thoughtfulness. <<if !visited("Travel To ABDL Hannah Spanking")>>A big grin spreading across her face, [[she begins to round on you|Travel To ABDL Hannah Spanking]].<<elseif !visited("Travel To ABDL Hannah Humiliating Spanking")>>A big grin spreading across her face, [[she begins to round on you|Travel To ABDL Hannah Humiliating Spanking]].<<else>><<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>>A big grin spreading across her face, [[she begins to round on you|Travel To ABDL Hannah Spanking]].<<else>>A big grin spreading across her face, [[she begins to round on you|Travel To ABDL Hannah Humiliating Spanking]].<</if>><</if>><</if>>

<<if $hannahMood <2>><<set $hannahMood += 1>><</if>>Her hands landing upon your shoulders, she presses down <<if $hannahMood == 1>>insistently<<else>>gently but insistently<</if>>, your knees resting uncomfortably upon the cold floor. "Yay! This is going to be so much fun, just like playing with dolls when I was younger. Maybe the facility will even give me a job cleaning up after all your accidents, you know, once they see how good I am at taking care of you. It’s gotta be a full-time job, dealing with your stink bum that is. So, you need to lie down now, so that I can clean those gross toilet-time’s of yours up". Thankfully there’s no-one around to witness her brash comments, but that does little to help deal with how embarrassing it is to be treat like a young kid by the mean trainee. Back pressed against the rough flooring, the warmth seeping from your form causing you to shiver slightly, you nervously await the upcoming diaper change from Hannah. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Seeing that you're clothed, the cruel brunette descends on you like a rabid hyena, divesting you of your $currentClothing as she leaves it strewn across the public thoroughfare. <</if>>. Delight evident in her eyes at having you so thoroughly compromised, she oddly takes a moment to caress your <<checkSkin>> form, her hand roaming exploratorily as she bites her lip. <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >0>><<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeMessy.png]]</div> <</if>><<else>><<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeWet.png]]</div> <</if>><</if>> Placing her over the shoulder bag to one side, she begins <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>tugging down your pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>undoing the bindings on your diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>undoing the bindings on your mega diaper<</if>>, revealing within your <<if $penis>>flaccid cock, traitorously hardening under the ongoing humiliations<<else>>pretty pussy, traitorously wetting itself with need under the ongoing humiliations<</if>>, now fully on display to your tormentor. Smirking at the sight of you fully naked before her, your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> reacting to her actions, Hannah laughs out in amusement. "Didn’t expect that at all. Guess you really do like me after all, despite all the quiet grumbling. But, seeing as I’m your big sis, that makes it all a little gross. Like, I’m practically family, and so much more refined that a little baby who can’t help but use their diaper. But, it is kind of complimentary, in a way where you’re a dirty little perv. Not enough time for that talk though, we have to get you out of that horrible smelling diaper first", she calls out loudly, so much so that you worry someone might hear despite the current emptiness of the corridor. As she does, she begins to pinch her nose mockingly, making exaggerated swipes at the air in her attempts to further humiliate you. You begin to <<if $submission <10>>try and make a complaint<<else>>get on the borders of crying<</if>>, her taunts getting increasingly mean, however, the withering look she gives you in response quickly ends those thoughts. Trying to cover up your indiscretion, you let out a quiet, "Sorry Hannah", not wanting to make her any more annoyed at such a critical moment. Tentatively picking up your soiled $currentUnderwear with a loud, "Ewww!", she proceeds to throw it hap haphazardly to one side, leaving it as a problem for some poor unsuspecting person to deal with later. Removing a fresh $currentUnderwear, a box of wipes and a shaker of diaper powder, from her bag, she decides to place them on the floor next to you, ready for use. Starting her self-appointed task of changing your diaper, she firstly cleans your <<if $penis && $vagina>>penis, vagina and ass<<elseif $penis>>penis and ass<<else>>vagina and ass<</if>>, wiping them roughly with a wipe, all the time giggling. She takes no notice of your discomfort at her overly-vigorous actions, treating you more like a toy doll than a person. Once she's decided that you have been thoroughly cleaned up, she begins to spread a thick coat of baby powder across your crotch and ass, the billowing white cloud so expansive that it causes you to cough and splutter in response. <<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>><<set $underwearCum = false>><<set $underwearUrine = false>>Manhandling you, she rolls you back until she can slip the new $currentUnderwear <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>up your legs. Taking one last opportunity to deliver a sharp spank to your defenceless bare bottom, Hannah finally finishes pulling up your fresh clean pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>beneath you. Taking one last opportunity to deliver a sharp spank to your defenceless bare bottom, Hannah begins to tape you into your fresh clean diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>beneath you. Taking one last opportunity to deliver a sharp spank to your defenceless bare bottom, Hannah begins to tape you into your fresh clean mega diaper<</if>>, a clearly mirthful mood crossing the mean girl. Taking one las moment to appreciate the view, she cheerily calls out, "All done! <<if $hannahMood == 1>>Don’t you feel so much better now that you stink slightly less?<<else>>Don’t you feel so much better since your kind sis helped you out of that old diaper?<</if>>". Nodding along with her words, just wanting it all to be over, you watch Hannah’s face for her reaction. <<if $hannahMood == 1>>Seemingly happy with the response, she begins packing up her bag, practically ignoring you no. "Okay, you can go now $firstName. Just remember, your big sis doesn’t like it when don’t do what she says, so you better be wearing your diaper again next time I see you. Also, she really doesn’t like people who complain about her, so don’t say anything mean about me or you’ll regret it. Now scram you stink-butt", gesturing for you leave, and giving you no help in getting up, leaving you to pick yourself up.<<else>>Seemingly happy with the response, she moves over to help you up before she begins packing up her bag, dusting you off from the minor detritus from the ground. "Super cute! You can go now $firstName, you’ve been really well behaved for your big sis, so I’m happy. Just remember, your big sis needs you to wear your diaper for her, so I better not see you out of it or I’ll get cross. Now, come and give me a big hug goodbye diaper-butt. You know, before I leave", gesturing for you to embrace her, and giving you little choice in refusing her affections.<</if>> Making a hasty retreat, Hannah leaves you where you stand. Your used diaper sitting messily to one side, waiting for a cleaner to deal with, you quickly get yourself ready to go yourself, not wanting to be caught here. Taking a deep breath to center yourself, you wonder if there might be some way to get her to stop, or possibly even someone who could help you deal with the mean brunette. Then again, maybe she wasn’t too bad when she’s just changing your diaper? <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

As you begin preparing for bed, washing up in the dormitory bathrooms, a sudden presence disturbs your actions. Approaching you, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. Her arm shielding her eyes. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Hello dear. Don’t worry, I’m not looking at anything. Though I’ve seen it all before. I can’t stay long, just checking in, but I saw you weren’t in your room, so I thought I’d come and check to make sure you were okay. I hope that everything is going well with your training and work. I was just coming to see you to give you a big goodnight kiss from your Aunt Mildred, so you know that someone is thinking of you", explains the matronly woman in a cheery tone, her slightly arm obscured expression filled with kindly warmth towards you as she actively avoids spotting you, not that you’re in a compromising circumstance that really needs such action. A little confused by her visit you respond, "Thank you Aunt Mildred. It’s nice that you’ve come to wish me a goodnight, but I’m kind of in the bathroom". As you offer your slightly unsure thanks to the woman, you watch on as she waves off the end of your comment, obviously amused. "That’s very sweet of you to say thank you dear. But you need not worry about the whole seeing you in the bathroom issue. I’m doing my best to not look, and I’m allowed to be here. Also, I wouldn’t like to be left worrying that something awful had happened to you by not finding you, so this is by far the best solution. Now, let’s give you that goodnight kiss", she explains, finally lowering her arm to look at you as she closes in forward. Giving you a quick hug and a chaste motherly kiss to the forehead, Aunt Mildred begins to depart from the shared shower block. "Sorry about this being such a quick visit dear, but I’ve really got to be going. The paperwork has built up so badly you wouldn’t believe, and you’re obviously busy. You get yourself a good night’s sleep, and if you’re ever feeling down or lonely then remember that I’ll be back around before too long. Though, if you’re in a rush to talk to me you could probably talk to the people over at the Little Land Nursery, they have me stationed nearby, so it’s the easiest place to mention. Anyway, see you later sweetheart". The older woman now left, you go back to your business, cleaning your face and brushing your teeth, feeling kind of happy about her visit in an odd way. It’s kind of nice to know that someone is thinking about you, and worried about you enough that she’d come looking for you. Taking a moment to relax, you get back to readying yourself for bed. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

<<set $ggp -= 100>>Finally arriving at your destination, you find yourself in a vast room. Bare except for rows and rows of dildo mounted sex devices and a large mat containing an open chest of sex toys. A wide array of women and even a few men are scattered across the room, anally servicing the various devices. On the mat, a gaggle of girls sit, playing with dildos and butt plugs, lubing up each others ass holes as they try to insert ever larger objects into their rears. A screen next to the door lights up with the avatar of Alice. "Thank you for selecting to refine your anal sex skills. 100 G.G.P has been removed from your account, please wait whilst I determine the best possible training regime for your needs", her monotone voice chimes. <<if $analSexSkill == 3>>"Your anal sex ability is already perfect, training defaults to maintaining current skill level", the AI continues after a moment pause. <</if>><<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">> "You will also need to be completely nude for this training session. Please remove all clothing and place it in the corresponding locker by the door", adds the AI officiously, a nearby locker lighting up to indicate where your possessions need to go. Following her directions, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<</if>>, placing everything in the offered locker before returning to the AI’s console.<</if>> <<if $analSexSkill == 0>><<include [[Anal Training Trained]]>><<elseif $analSexSkill == 1>><<include [[Anal Training Expert]]>><<elseif $analSexSkill == 2>><<include [[Anal Training Master]]>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Anal Training Extra 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Anal Training Extra 2]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[Anal Training Extra 3]]>><</if>><</if>> With your training complete you clean up and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $analSexSkill += 1>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 3>>"Basic anal sex training selected, please proceed to the play mat and become accustomed to the anal toy collection. Lubrication is both available and recommended", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the mat, walking straight to the assorted collection of sex toys. Looking into the chest you see, piled high, a wide range of brightly coloured plastic and rubber toys. Separated down the middle, the first half seems to be comprised of objects, most of which are shaped like cocks, though some of them are too large or misshapen for you to think of them as dicks, at least not human ones. The second half, however, is instead filled with a variety of, mostly girthy, butt plugs and other anal toys, including a few large metal ball-tipped hooks. Beside all of this sits a small cart with a large liquid tank, labelled clearly across the side as the, "Lubrication Station". Selecting from the box the smallest black rubber plug, only about three fingers wide at its girthiest spot, you shudder a little in anticipation, knowing where it’s soon about to go. Your prize now in hand, you take a small detour to lubricate it up with a thick yet slippery clear gel from the cart, before you walk around the mat looking for a free spot. Deciding eventually to sit between a brunette and blonde, each with their own pile of toys in front of them, you watch on as they giggle, each grabbing a large dildo in hand. Suddenly and with great finesse, they flip over into a kneeling position, their joy-filled faces pressed against the floor. Now properly positioned, you gaze on in embarrassed fascination as they ram the bulbous toys straight into their already gaping rear passages, lewd squelches accompanying sounding out as their dildos sink deeply within them. Taking your own plug in hand you slowly run your hand over it, making sure that it’s properly coated in the viscous lube, whilst also getting used to its size and heft. Striking a similar doggy-style-like pose on the shockingly comfortable mat, your knees sinking slightly into it, you rest your own cheek against its cool surface. One hand holding the plug, and your other delicately pulling apart your <<checkAss>> bum cheeks to give you better access, you gulp slightly as you ready yourself to make the plunge, so to speak. "Do you want a hand?", you hear from the blonde beside you, "They can sometimes be pretty tricky to get in the first time. You really have to tease your ass hole a little if you want to get it in without it stinging. Could probably do with trying with a couple of fingers first too. It makes it much easier to work up to the plug, and you’ll be able to spread a little lube in there to help as well". Looking over at the girl, still in her submissive position beside you, you take a moment to think matters over. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Nodding happily, you watch her eyes light up as she gets up, gesturing to the brunette on the other side of you. As they walk away, heading purposely in front of you, you manage to just about stifle your own laughter as you notice that their own, at least foot-long dildos are still hanging out of their behinds, swinging slightly behind them in a way that reminds you of cat tails. "We’re back!", laughs the brunette, "And we bring gifts too!", depositing another large pile of toys before you. To your shock some of them seem much larger than you’d want to try, though you get the feeling that the girls might be pranking you with those going by the stifled giggles they offer when you spot them. Listening on to the continuing advice they give, you jump a little as a wet sensation begins tracing circles around your anus. You guess that it’s likely the blonde, as the brunette is lying down before you, smiling encouragingly and taking one of your hands in hers with a quick squeeze. Slowly and carefully starting her entry with just one finger first at first, your helper begins to slowly push through into your rear passage. Your bum is thankfully pleasantly yielding, but there is a minor burning sensation as the lubed-up digit pushes through your sphincter, though the cool gel soothes it almost immediately. It feels kind of weird to be filled back there, but your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock is<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, fluttering with budding need. And so, you all carry on. The two girls taking turns to slowly work their fingers in and out of your rear, eventually trying with a second one to help stretch you out further. After all the work up, the plug you originally gathered, only three fingers wide at its girthiest spot, is surprisingly easy to insert, the lube doing wonders to soothe any ache it would have caused. It’s a strange sensation, being so full, but following advice from your helpers you get up and take a little walk, accustoming yourself to the new weight and bulk within you.<<else>>Shaking your head, not wanting to have the girls ‘help’ you with your anal training, you watch as the blonde girl looks a little sad. "Okay. But, you could probably do with some advice still", offers the brunette from the other side of you. "You’ll really want to take things slowly. Properly stretching yourself out before doing butt-stuff is important. Though, the treatment well all got coming in here really does help things out a lot. You can certainly do anal without it, it’s just better for you if you’re properly prepared first". Listening on to the continuing advice, you resume your previous actions, taking the hint to slowly and carefully start your entry with one of your fingers first. Your bum is thankfully pleasantly yielding, but there is a little burning sensation as your un-lubed finger pushes through your sphincter. It feels kind of weird to fill yourself back there, but your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock is<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, fluttering with budding need. And so, you carry on. Slowly working your finger in and out of your rear, eventually adding a second one to help stretch you out further. After all the work up, the plug, only three fingers wide at its girthiest spot, is surprisingly easy to insert, the lube doing wonders to soothe the ache it causes. It’s a strange sensation, being so full, but following some advice from your neighbours you get up and take a little walk, accustoming yourself to the new weight and bulk within you.<</if>> Thanks to the advice from the two experts in the anal arts, you find you quickly start to get more used to anal intrusions. By the end of your allotted time you've tried out a number of smaller dildos and plugs of various shapes, your bottom now significantly better at taking them in without issue. In fact, after all the usage your anus gapes slightly for a few minutes, winking open and closed as you wait for it to return to normal.

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $analSexSkill += 1>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 5>>"Intermediate anal sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it’s a motorised dildo with a kneeling pad on the floor in front of it. "Please kneel on the kneeling pad facing away from the dildo so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, catching you by surprise as you can’t see any terminals nearby. "My voice is being transmitted through the machine $firstName, I can see you through a camera in the training device. With me talking to you as I operate the machine, it is almost like I am your sexual partner. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your current questions answered, you kneel down on the pad, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The pad is soft beneath you, sinking slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the dildo and spread your buttocks in preparation for anal penetration", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you pull apart your <<checkAss>> bum cheeks, ready to practice your anal sex skills. The dildo slowly makes its way forwards, gently yet insistently penetrating your anal ring, before making its languid retreat, its surface slippery with a generous coating of lube. For a while this is repeated, the dildo increasing in speed slowly, each time penetrating you slightly deeper, but never pushing too hard or too fast for you to cope with. It aches a little, but that’s to be expected when stretching yourself out, the pain soothed thanks to the copious cool lubricating gel. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel great. Training increase initiated", states your AI companion. Strangely, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. Almost immediately the dildo picks up in speed, pressing forward into your ass much deeper than previously. You moan slightly as the motorised cock bottoms out on you, making you feel incredibly full. It feels kind of unusual to be filled back there in such a manner, but your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock is<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, coursing with arousal beneath you. "You need to bear down on the dildo as it enters you. It will help supress the ache and will allow you handle even bigger insertions", directs Alice, helpfully. Heeding the advice, next time the dildo arm pushes its way in you to push down. It helps a little, however, you still find yourself becoming a little sore from the intrusion. For the next couple of hours you continue on trying to improve your anal sex ability, making progress under the steady tutelage of Alice. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "making her feel good", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $analSexSkill += 1>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 10>>"Expert anal sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it’s a motorised dildo with a kneeling pad on the floor in front of it. Oddly, it looks the same as last time to your slight disappointment. "Please kneel on the kneeling pad facing away from the dildo so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, no longer catching you by surprise as it did the first time. "As you know my voice is being transmitted through the machines $firstName, I can see you through the cameras in the training devices. With me talking to you as I operate the machines, it is almost like I am your sexual partners, all of them. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your directions given, you kneel down on the pad, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The pad is soft beneath you, sinking slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the dildo and spread your buttocks in preparation for anal penetration", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you pull apart your <<checkAss>> bum cheeks, ready to practice your anal sex skills. Still, you can’t shake the feeling that you’re just being given the intermediate training again. The dildo slowly makes its way forwards, way too slowly for your preferences, gently yet insistently penetrating your anal ring. Sighing in mock boredom as it makes its languid retreat, you wonder if maybe it’s too lubed-up for your worn-out butt hole, the penetration occurring with very little friction. It’s still nice, but you yearn for something more. Frustrated by the simple anal fucking, you call out to Alice, "Come on Alice, can’t you make it go faster at least? I can take way more!", desperate for a harder ravaging of your hungry ass. Sadly, you’re not sure if the AI is even listening, the only possible response being a quiet, 'bing', sound. For a while this is repeated, the dildo increasing in speed slowly, each time penetrating you slightly deeper. Needing something more, you frantically push back against it, taking in a more extensive portion of dildo, but it still feels too small for your liking. It barely aches at all, but that’s to be expected when you take into account just how much you’ve previously stretched out your rear hole. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel great. Training increase initiated", states your AI companion. Strangely, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. Almost immediately the dildo picks up in speed, pressing forward into your ass much deeper than previously. You moan lewdly as the motorised cock bottoms out on you, making you feel nicely full, but you were still hoping for something more. That’s when it finally happens. Whirring from behind you, you look over your shoulder to discover the source of the sound, gasping in awe at what you see. Emerging from above the dildo currently reaming your slutty rear is a second dildo, angled slightly down so that both of the mechanised sex toys can penetrate your butt at the same time. Taking no pause in its arrival. The new dildo pushes up against the rim of your anus, attempting to slip in with great difficulty and a stinging ache. You have to bite down on your arm to power through the discomfort, but it’s all worth it as the second faux-cock enters you, proving to everyone that you’re an astoundingly accomplished anal slut. It feels kind of amazing to be filled back there in such a manner, the duel dildos pumping you in tandem, simulating the experience of having multiple partners in the same hole. Your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock is<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, coursing with arousal beneath you that eventually builds up into a messy orgasm. Your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> puddling beneath you as two meaty machine cocks ravage your worn-out butt hole, you can’t help but have a second quick orgasm as you arouse yourself over how naughty this all is. For the next couple of hours, you continue on trying to improve your ability to take multiple cocks in your ass at the same time, making progress under the steady encouragement of Alice. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "Being such a dirty butt-slut", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming. Catching a look at yourself in a mirror as you get up from the device, you can see your anus is a gaping maw, an open portal into your body that anyone can see into. You blush heavily as you think about all the people who’ve just seen the evidence of what an anal whore you are, the shame of it all bringing a sharp burst of arousal to you, in turn only increasing your shame.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 5>>"Basic anal sex training selected, please proceed to the play mat and become accustomed to the anal toy collection. Lubrication is both available and recommended", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the mat, walking straight to the assorted collection of sex toys. Looking into the chest you see, piled high, a wide range of brightly coloured plastic and rubber toys. Separated down the middle, the first half seems to be comprised of objects, most of which are shaped like cocks, though some of them are too large or misshapen for you to think of them as dicks, at least not human ones. The second half, however, is instead filled with a variety of, mostly girthy, butt plugs and other anal toys, including a few large metal ball-tipped hooks. Beside all of this sits a small cart with a large liquid tank, labelled clearly across the side as the, "Lubrication Station". The sight of all those instruments fills you with an unbidden joy, subconsciously making your drool a little. Selecting from the box a hefty looking black rubber plug, probably about as wide as your fist at its girthiest spot, you shudder a little in anticipation, knowing where it’s soon about to go. Your prize now in hand, you take a small detour to lubricate it up with a thick yet slippery clear gel from the cart, before you walk around the mat looking for a free spot. Deciding eventually to sit between a brunette and blonde, each with their own pile of toys in front of them, you watch on as they giggle, each grabbing a large dildo in hand. Suddenly and with great finesse, they flip over into a kneeling position, their joy-filled faces pressed against the floor. Now properly positioned, you gaze on in amused fascination as they ram the bulbous toys straight into their already gaping rear passages, ready to show them just how much of butt-slut you are too as you listen to the lewd squelches sounding out as their dildos sink deeply within them. Taking your own plug in hand you slowly run your hand over it, caressing it lovingly as you make sure that it’s properly coated in the viscous lube, smiling excitedly as you measure its size and considerable heft. Striking a similar doggy-style-like pose on the wonderfully comfortable mat, your knees sinking slightly into it, you rest your own cheek against its cool surface. One hand holding the plug, and your other delicately pulling apart your <<checkAss>> bum cheeks to give you better access, you inhale a deep breath in anticipation as you ready yourself to make the plunge, so to speak. "Ooo, that looks big!", you hear giggled from the blonde beside you, "It’s like you’re getting fisted in the rear! That’s so hot! Could I maybe … help a little? Your butt just looks so fun!", she adds in awe, watching the show you’re putting on with delight. Looking over at the girl, still in her submissive position beside you, you take a moment to think matters over. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Nodding happily, you watch her eyes light up as she gets up, gesturing to the brunette on the other side of you. As they walk away, heading purposely in front of you, you manage to just about stifle your own laughter as you notice that their own, at least foot-long dildos are still hanging out of their behinds, swinging slightly behind them in a way that reminds you of cat tails. Of course, your own toy is even bigger than their own, truly the tool of someone who has fully mastered anal-play. "We’re back!", laughs the brunette, "And we bring gifts too!", depositing another large pile of toys before you, most notably one of those hand-held metal ball-hooks that you spotted previously. Grinning wantonly, you look forward to what the two helpers have in mind, all three of you biting your lips in arousal. Listening on to the continuing praise they give, you gasp a little as a wet sensation begins tracing circles around your anus. You guess that it’s likely the blonde, as the brunette is lying down before you, moving in to make out with you as her friend ravages your behind. Starting her entry with just one finger first at first, your helper quickly escalates her explorations, soon having four fingers in your hungry ass hole. Your bum is of course amazingly yielding, trained to the max, but there is still a minor burning sensation as the lubed-up fingers pump in and out of your well-used sphincter, though the cool gel soothes it almost instantly. It feels great to be filled back there, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock is<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, fluttering with budding need as the hot blonde begins fully fisting you with her heavily lubricated hand. And so, you all carry on. The two girls taking turns to insert their fingers and hands in and out of your rear, eventually trying some of the special toys to see just how yielding your bottom really is. After all the work you’ve put into training your ass, the plug you originally gathered is surprisingly easy to insert, the lube doing wonders to soothe any ache it would have caused. It’s a strange sensation, being so incredibly full, but it makes you feel amazing. Even better, the two even work up to the point where the blonde is fisting you whilst the brunette uses the metal hook on you, driving your arousal to such heights that you orgasm then and there on the play mat.<<else>>Shaking your head, not wanting to have the girls ‘help’ you with your anal training, you watch as the blonde girl looks a little sad. "Okay. But, I’d still love to watch", offers the brunette from the other side of you. "You’ll really good at this. Your anus is practically gasping with need, like it has a mind of its own. I totally want to see how big a toy you can manage to slot back there". Listening on to the continuing adulation, you resume your previous actions, taking the time to slowly and carefully start your entry with your fingers first. Your bum is of course amazingly yielding, trained to the max, but there is still a minor burning sensation as your lubed-up fingers pump in and out of your well-used sphincter, though the cool gel soothes it almost instantly. It feels great to be filled back there, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock is<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, fluttering with budding need as your whole fist slips within the confines of your hungry butt hole. And so, you all carry on. The two girls watch in awe as you fist yourself like a wanton whore, eventually trying some of the special toys to see just how yielding your bottom really is. After all the work you’ve put into training your ass, the plug you originally gathered is surprisingly easy to insert, the lube doing wonders to soothe any ache it would have caused. It’s a strange sensation, being so incredibly full, but it makes you feel amazing, Even better, the two onlookers are especially impressed by the point where you whilst fisting yourself you also insert a toy that looks a bit like a blunted metal hook on yourself, driving your arousal to such heights that you orgasm then and there on the play mat before them.<<<</if>> Thanks to the company of the two other girls training in the anal arts, you find you have a very enjoyable time, further practicing your anal skills. By the end of your allotted time you've tried out a number of prodigious dildos and plugs of all shapes, your bottom able to take even the greatest of insertions. In fact, after all the usage your anus gapes significantly for a while, winking open and closed at the other trainees as you wait for it to return to normal.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 10>>"Intermediate anal sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it’s a motorised dildo with a kneeling pad on the floor in front of it. "Please kneel on the kneeling pad facing away from the dildo so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, no longer catching you by surprise as it did the first time. "As you know my voice is being transmitted through the machines $firstName, I can see you through the cameras in the training devices. With me talking to you as I operate the machines, it is almost like I am your sexual partners, all of them. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your current questions answered, you kneel down on the pad, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The pad is soft beneath you, sinking slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the dildo and spread your buttocks in preparation for anal penetration", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you pull apart your <<checkAss>> bum cheeks, ready to practice your anal sex skills. The dildo slowly makes its way forwards, way too slowly for your preferences, gently yet insistently penetrating your anal ring. Sighing in mock boredom as it makes its languid retreat, you wonder if its surface coated with a generous coating of lube could be a little more interesting, considering what it might feel like it your well-used ass if it went in dry. For a while this is repeated, the dildo increasing in speed slowly, each time penetrating you slightly deeper. Needing something more, you push back against it, taking in a more extensive portion of dildo, but it still feels too small for your liking. It barely aches at all, but that’s to be expected when you take into account just how much you’ve previously stretched out your rear hole. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel great. Training increase initiated", states your AI companion. Strangely, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. Almost immediately the dildo picks up in speed, pressing forward into your ass much deeper than previously. You moan lewdly as the motorised cock bottoms out on you, making you feel nicely full. That’s when it finally happens. Much to your delight, the dildo actually starts to inflate, its girth becoming a lot more interesting to you, especially in its position lodged far within your bowls. It feels kind of amazing to be filled back there in such a manner, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock is<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, coursing with arousal beneath you. "You’re a true master of anal sex $firstName. Your ability to take on even the highest training settings is truly astounding", praises Alice, helpfully. Smiling at her comments you pant with need, getting the anal ravaging you were desperately needing. It’s great, you even find yourself becoming a little sore from the intrusion, much to your delighted surprise. For the next couple of hours you continue on exercising your anal sex ability, enjoying the steady praise from Alice. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "making her feel good", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $analSexSkill += 1>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 10>>"Expert anal sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it’s a motorised dildo with a kneeling pad on the floor in front of it. Gratefully remembering that despite outward appearances, the machine is a lot more interesting when used for expert training sessions. "Please kneel on the kneeling pad facing away from the dildo so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, no longer catching you by surprise as it did the first time. "As you know my voice is being transmitted through the machines $firstName, I can see you through the cameras in the training devices. With me talking to you as I operate the machines, it is almost like I am your sexual partners, all of them. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your directions given, you kneel down on the pad, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The pad is soft beneath you, sinking slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the dildo and spread your buttocks in preparation for anal penetration", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you pull apart your <<checkAss>> bum cheeks, ready to practice your anal sex skills. Feeling so excited with the anticipation for what is about to come, you have real issues staying still, practically bouncing in your odd position, but you manage to just about stay in place, knowing how great this is going to be. The dildo slowly makes its way forwards, way too slowly for your preferences, gently yet insistently penetrating your anal ring. Sighing in mock boredom as it makes its languid retreat, you wonder if maybe it’s too lubed-up for your worn-out butt hole, the penetration occurring with very little friction. It’s still nice, but you yearn for something more, and you’re pretty sure you’re going to get what you’re looking for. Frustrated by the simple anal fucking, and wanting the full course, you call out to Alice, "Come on Alice, please speed it up and make it do the other thing? I can take way more and I’m all prepared and ready!", desperate for a harder ravaging of your hungry ass. Sadly, just like before you’re not sure if the AI is even listening, the only possible response being a quiet, 'bing', sound. For a while this is repeated, the dildo increasing in speed slowly, each time penetrating you slightly deeper. Needing something more, you frantically push back against it, taking in a more extensive portion of dildo, but it still feels too small for your liking. It barely aches at all, but that’s to be expected when you take into account just how much you’ve previously stretched out your rear hole. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel great. Training increase initiated", states your AI companion. Strangely, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. Almost immediately the dildo picks up in speed, pressing forward into your ass much deeper than previously. You moan lewdly as the motorised cock bottoms out on you, making you feel nicely full, but you were still hoping for something more. That’s when what you’ve been longing for finally happens. Whirring from behind you, you look over your shoulder to discover the source of the sound, gasping in delight at what you see. Just as you’d hoped, emerging from above the dildo currently reaming your slutty rear is a second dildo, angled slightly down so that both of the mechanised sex toys can penetrate your butt at the same time. Taking no pause in its arrival. The new dildo pushes up against the rim of your anus, attempting to slip in with even now some difficulty and a small stinging ache. You bite down on your arm to power through the discomfort, the pain just turning you on even more. In the end though, it’s all worth it as the second faux-cock enters you, proving to everyone that you’re an astoundingly accomplished anal slut. It feels kind of amazing to be filled back there again in such a manner, the duel dildos pumping you in tandem, simulating the experience of having multiple partners in the same hole. Your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock is<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, coursing with arousal beneath you that eventually builds up into a messy orgasm. Your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> puddling beneath you as two meaty machine cocks ravage your worn-out butt hole, you can’t help but have a second quick orgasm as you arouse yourself over how naughty this all is. For the next couple of hours, you continue on practicing your already well-honed ability to take multiple cocks in your ass at the same time, enjoying a steady stream of praise from Alice. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "Being such a dirty butt-slut", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming. Catching a look at yourself in a mirror as you get up from the device, you can see your anus is a gaping maw, an open portal into your body that anyone can see into. You blush heavily as you think about all the people who’ve just seen the evidence of what an anal whore you are, the shame of it all bringing a sharp burst of arousal to you, in turn only increasing your shame.

It only takes an hour for Tony B to return, but to you, anxious as you are about your freedom, it feels like a much longer wait. Thankfully you’ve got a bottle of highly expensive champagne and flock of attractive bimbo’s to keep you company as you wait, the comfort of the situation helping put you slightly at ease. Relief flows through you to your very core as you spot the greased-back dark hair of your co-conspirator bobbing through the crowd, the man soon emerging before you with a briefcase in hand. Gesturing for the partying girls to once again dissipate, he approaches, sliding the fine leather case across the table towards you. His ever present, slightly lewd grin is still plastered across his face, but you do note that he looks a little more dishevelled, ruffled even, than previously, his expensive suit slightly askew. "Right! Pour me a drink $firstName, because this has been a ball-ache and a half. Then again, totally worth it, like I said before. The briefcase is yours. It’s got everything you’ll need in it, but you should probably check it to be sure I’m not screwing with you", he laughs tiredly, scooping up one of the half-drunk drinks left by the previous occupants and downing it fast. Opening up the briefcase nervously, a pair of simple clasps the only thing keeping it shut, your eyes stretch wide as you flip it open and take note of the contents. "Told you I wasn’t shitting you. In there you’ll find fifty thousand big-un’s, your new documents that are fully corroborated including; passport, birth certificate, qualifications and employers. Course, the employers is all crooked, but anyone on the list will back up your statements. Guys in IT did it pretty quick, but it’s all solid and should hold up to even a full audit by the best. In fact, toughest part was running it by the man-in-charge up top. He was pretty pissed about losing out on a trainee who could gather those sort of points up, but he saw reason in it all by the end, even if I did have to drop him more of a kick-back than I intended to. Think he might have had an eye on you, and he was looking to grab you in auction. Could have been a sweet deal there, but you earned your freedom and I’m not going to stand in the way of a feel-good success story, you know being the humanitarian I am. Practically warms my heart". "So, what next?", you ask, adding, "And is there anything you can do about the treatment I got when I came in here?", as you cautiously close the clasps back up on your case with a solid click. "You grab your stuff and come with me. One of my guys is working the doors, and you’re on the system as your new identity, so the lifts will let you access the entrances. I talk to the guy, pass him the bribe, and you walk out here a free <<if $femininity >=0>>woman<<else>>man<</if>>. After that, it’s up to you. But, I’d recommend laying a little low and getting yourself set up for a few months more rurally, so you bring less attention to yourself. The money I’ve given you is decent, but be careful with it, it’s not going to last forever, and you don’t want to go depositing it all at once in any bank unless you want a fraud squad kicking down your door. Past that, your new credentials should be able to get you a decent job, you’re listed as having a degree in sociology, and the references are legit and impressive, even if they’re faked. World’s your oyster kid, so take it by the nuts for all its worth", he answers matter of fact-ly clearly pretty clued-up on dealing with fake-identities and what not to do. Sighing and looking a little more awkward he adds, with a tinge of respectability and what looks almost like sympathy, "The treatment stuff is sadly over my head. Tough break on that one. Best I can say is that your records and new status preclude you from anyone abusing it to change you, but you’re going to have a rough time dealing with the horny-ness. Guess it’s a bit swings and roundabouts, you’ll be thirsty as hell for a good fuck, but at least your healthy as a mule, practically halted in terms of aging, and so immune to illness that you could take up swimming in sewers as a hobby and not need to give a fuck. Bright sides mate. Got to look on them". After the bombshell that Tony B was unable to help your situation regarding the treatment, your hopes of walking out this unscathed were shaken. However, an extensive libido and some physical alteration isn’t the worst thing to deal with in the world, even if changing back to normal may have been preferable. Rapidly gathered what little of your things you needed, mostly your new briefcase, and followed him out of the club. Accompanied by one of his bodyguards, you all entered one of the main lifts, a new option for, "Lobby/Entrance/Parking", appearing to you for the first time. Letting you do the honours, the two men stand back as you [[press the button|Club B Tony B Pay Escape Good End]], setting you off on your way to finally exiting The Repurposing Center.

After a short journey accompanied by jaunty elevator music, you soon almost immediately ended up in your current situation, waiting in line for, "Exit Screening", so that you can finally complete your bid for freedom. Despite the luxurious atmosphere of the screening lobby, elegant sofas and expensive looking art filling the walls, it’s still patently obvious that there’s a serious security force available if needed, governmentally trained guards and even a few automated defence turrets carefully blended into the surroundings. The queue moves at a languid pace, with your group eventually finding themselves standing before a standardly outfitted facility government agent, completely encased in a full set of bulky black body armour, most of his body is shielded from view by an imposing security desk. Trying to put on your best brave expression, internally panicking as you know that everything could fall apart any moment, you watch on as Tony B approaches the man. "Hey Jim, just going out for some air. You know the drill, just me and a couple of friends. No need for the scans or anything, only going to be standing around the parking lot, smoke breaks aren’t the same when you’re cooped up in here. Anyway, if we can make this quick then I’d be fucking over the moon", spiels the crafty club owner, placing his elbows on the tall security desk as he leans forward. Though it’s hard to tell due to the guard, Jim’s fully enclosed black-mirrored helmet, the way he pulls back from Tony, visibly shaking gives you a hint to the power dynamic between the two. "Yes M…Mr Bosco S…Sir! I understand. O…Of course you’ll need to ….", stutters the man in a gruff voice, his attempts at nervous deference being both odd and confusing to you. "Right, right, right. Don’t think I’ve forgot the score on these things. I’ve got it right here", chortles Tony, pulling out a fancy looking bottle from within his suit and placing it before the guard, "That should settle everything, and keep your boss off of your back. Now we good to pass through, or do we need to go over things again?", a hint of menace seeping into his tone. With a short, "Eeep!", that’s almost comical from the large grizzled sounding guard, he manages to slightly recover some of his composure, answering a brisk, "Yes Mr B…Bosco Sir! Please feel f…free to take your s…smoke break, there will be no n…need to book you out f…for such a small trip", shakily gesturing you all through. Not looking a gift horse in the mouth, you take the opportunity in stride, staying close to Tony B and his bodyguard as they pass through an intricately carved pair of wooden doors depicting someone mid transformation. A short trip down a concrete corridor later, a rush of air crashes against your face, the smell of smoggy air reuniting with you like a long-lost friend. Looking ahead, it seems that the passageway leads out into an extensive underground carpark, a combination of fancy looking cars and imperious government vehicles contained within. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/HeavyDoor.png]]</div> "Well kid, guess this is the end of the road for us. You’ve been good to me, so I’ll be good to you in return. This place is the parking garage for visitors and staff, goes down a couple more floors, but you’re looking to go up from here. You hug the left wall and you should be out of her in a couple of minutes. We’re actually pretty rural out here, makes it easy to keep expanding the place, but if you follow the road leading out you should find yourself a bus stop about a mile from here. There’s also a train-line out of here, but it’s harder to walk people past. Anyway, keep your nose clean, lay low, and don’t run your mouth about all this and you’ll do fine. Take care $firstName", comes a half-chortled voice from behind you, Tony B offering you a pleasant nod goodbye. Throwing him a quick, "Thanks for helping me out Tony. I half thought you were pulling a scam on me with all this", to which he just laughs at without looking back, you start following his directions on the way out. Walking out into the cool <<if $time>5>>evening<<else>>day-time<</if>> breeze, you just keep on heading towards your freedom. Momentarily you get worried as you have to pass through another heavily defended government checkpoint, but seeing as you’re walking out, they pay you absolutely no mind, ignoring your presence. And so, briefcase in hand, you pass outside the confines of the facility, finally free from The Repurposing Center. Going a little past the military- grade entrance outpost, you find your surroundings, no longer obscured by the perimeter wall, are surprisingly lush and picturesque. Comprised of rolling untouched fields, a few stray streams and wooded patches spattered in, you have to take a moment to come to terms with the idea that the generally sterile and industrial facility was so close to such natural beauty. Over the small cobbled separating wall between you and the field, you can clearly make out a couple of rabbits frolicking without a care in the world Hopping over the fence, you collapse into the grass, resting your eyes for a moment and finally taking your first moment of worry-less relaxation you’ve had in a long time. Now firmly in control of your own life, the scent of fresh grass filling your senses, you contemplate what the future has in store for you now that you have your freedom. <hr> Six months later: Running around panicked, trying to find your keys, you’re not sure where is left to check in your quaint little cottage. Looking through your closet. Needing to find them ready for your big date, your eyes glance over the designer leather briefcase in the back. Stroking its soft exterior, you momentarily reminisce over how much your life has changed since your escape from The Repurposing Center. Finally coming to a bus stop, you eventually caught a bus with no idea where to go. A couple of hours later was when you first spotted the village of West-Chester, your current residence, and you immediately fell in love with its idyllic old-fashioned nature. Enamoured with the tiny fairy-tail-esque buildings, some even with traditional thatched rooves, you made your mind up then and there to settle down there, at least for a time. Getting a room at the local pub to start with, you soon began asking around for rental opportunities. Luckily, you were able to find that a little old couple were looking to move out of their cottage, so they could move in with their family, thus allowing you to rent your new home, ‘Holly Cottage’, so named because of the trailing foliage that bedecks it. Quickly settling into village life and enjoying the tranquillity of somewhere quieter and more natural, the delicate scent of flowers on the wind all year around, you took to walking the woodland paths, sitting by a small stream and writing and drawing to pass the time.<<if $mariQuestComplete && ($mariEnding == 1 || $mariEnding == 2 || $mariEnding == 3)>> It was also about this time that much to your happy surprise you once again ran into Mari, the ex-vent-dwelling pickpocket. Whilst it was hard at first to recognize the girl, no longer covered in grime and who knows what else, the moment you saw her happy smile you couldn’t resist giving her an affection hug. Chatting away about your hopes and plans, Mari still rather quiet though getting better at conversing slightly, you find out that Mari is actually pretty wealthy, the collection of stuff she managed to hoard over the years turning out to be a small treasure trove. Though, with a heavy blush, Mari informs you that she’s already invested it all, having bought a local stables so she can finally spend her time with horses as she once dreamed. It turns out that after you left she spent a little time travelling, even visiting her relieved family, but found it all too overwhelming, instead looking for you in the hopes of finding a new home. You have plans to meet up again later this week to watch her first equestrian event.<</if>> Of course, eventually you saw the need to get a job, your money not able to sustain you forever. Thankfully the forged documentation along with all the corroborating information were all top notch, certainly enough to throw anyone curious of your past off of the trail. With the good impression you had made on the locals, people were only too happy to offer you work, helping you get yourself employed with a nearby rural trust organisation, aimed at maintaining local heritage sites and managing tourism for the district. Hired as a national trust worker, which you soon discovered meant all sorts of odd jobs that you would never have imagined when signing up, from guiding tours to writing newsletters, you soon caught the eye of your boss as someone to depend on. <<if $submission >= 0>>Your kind eager-to-please nature coming through, your boss continued to lean on you for support, finding you a thoughtful confidant that was always willing to listen and lend a hand. It wasn’t long until <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> promoted you to the role of <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> personal secretary. After that you just became inseparable, spending so much time in each other’s company you just clicked. When <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> finally invited you out on a date last Friday, you couldn’t stop smiling all day, the idea of dating your dominant and gorgeous boss making you infectiously happy.<<else>>Your natural dominance was easy to see, marking you as a real go-getter. Impressed your boss promoted you to a lower management position, taking you under his wing and training you to be able to take on a higher management role in the future. Along with a better wage, and a nice little office, you even got yourself a secretary to help manage your time. Finding <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>him<</if>> a very sweet and submissive individual, not to mention gorgeous, you couldn’t help but fall for <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>him<</if>>. Last Friday, you managed to pull together the courage, and to your great relief, <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> accepted to let you take <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>him<</if>> out on a date. After that you couldn’t stop smiling all day, the idea of dating your submissive and gorgeous secretary making you infectiously happy.<</if>><<if $bimboPlay && $bimboSkill > 0>> Some things were less easy, however. Your time in The Repurposing Center, in particular your time training to become a bimbo still had their lasting effects upon you. Whilst no longer the same level of severity as they once were, your idyllic and significantly less stressful life seemingly mitigating some of the brain clouding effects, you still occasionally find yourself wandering off to frolic in the fields, normally ending in you masturbating somewhere peaceful and serene. The locals consider it charming, shrugging it off as youthful exuberance, but it still embarrasses you at times.<</if>><<if $lactationPlay && $lactating>> One on going issue you have had to deal with, however, is that of your non-stop lactation. Originally thinking that it might dissipate with time, it seems that the effects of your genetic re-arrangement were a lot more permanent. Thankfully, lactation-pad technology has come a long way, even out in the middle of nowhere, so you’ve largely avoided ruining too many tops with accidental wet patches. But, it does still occasionally catch you unaware, leading some humiliating instances. On the upside, one of the village farmers runs a dairy farm, a normal one at that, not too far from your home, and he’s happy to let you use his milking machines at your leisure. He even pays you a fair bit too, which helps make it all feel a lot more manageable.<</if>><<if ($diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && $diaperSkill > 0>> Your diaper situation was definitely something you needed to adjust to after escaping The Repurposing Center. Sadly, the effects of the strange orange goop you ate seem to have remained with you, causing you to still find it necessary to wear diapers to manage your incontinence. It’s not all bad, they’re comfortable at least, and nobody really knows except yourself, plus you can order for delivery through the post any type of diaper you like. But, the idea of walking around with such childish underwear continues to be a majorly embarrassing factor that you’ve needed to manage your life around.<</if>><<if $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceTreatment>> Bladder issues continued to plague your life for the foreseeable future, the long lasting effect of taking the incontinence implant offered to you during your time at The Repurposing Center. Sudden burst of wetting have become a less frequent occurrence thankfully, but they still happen occasionally, deeply embarrassing you, especially when they’ve happened at work. Everyone is very understanding, your forged documents claiming it to be a hereditary medical issue as a cover story, but that doesn’t stop you from dreading the next time it will happen. On the bright side, it seems that distance from the facility has rendered its remote trigger inoperable, and you even seem to be able to occasionally make it to the toilet these days, so it might be possible to overcome, eventually. Until then, your only choice is to never stray too far from the bathroom.<</if>> Pulling yourself from your reminiscing, you pat the briefcase like an old friend one last time before checking your jacket pockets for the erstwhile keys. Striking gold, you miraculously discover them, practically jumping with joy at your find. Closing your closet door with a click, you check yourself in your mirror for some final date-night touches, wanting to make your night go as well as possible. Smiling happily at your efforts, you grab your things in preparation, contemplating just how much your life has turned around since getting your forged new identity. Flicking the lights off and locking up, you journey on to your next adventure. Ending 6: Forging your own way Congratulations! You’ve just finished one of the game’s best endings, having successfully escaped the facility to start a new life for yourself. With a long happy life awaiting you, and with love on the cards in your near future, this truly is a happy end for $firstName. I hope you enjoyed playing, and good job on actually managing to regain your freedom, it certainly wasn’t an easy task! <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

As you enter the lift, on your way towards your destination, you notice nothing out of the ordinary, not even any other passengers in the lift. Getting inside, glad to not have any odd distractions, you begin pressing the button for where you plan to go, locking in your target destination to the lift's console. The lift whirring to life, the small screen of the elevators console shifts into an hourglass animation counting down from ten. A small chime playing, you’re soon met with the familiar monotone of Alice, "Hello $firstName. Our records recommend you the following advertisement for your viewing entertainment during this long journey. We here at The Repurposing Center hope you enjoy your time in our specially crafted for comfort lifts". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/TVScreen.png]]</div> The screen shifting into a logo for, "The Little Land Nursery TV Channel", the babyish tone of the accompanying music making you feel slightly sleeping in its lullaby-like tune. Resting back against the wall, watching on out of boredom more than anything, the advert quickly moves on to an exert from a recent show. Sitting on a play-mat, sits a strangely familiar brunette, wearing a frilly yellow dress, that doesn’t go down far enough to cover her huge diaper. Her hair, pulled back into a sloppy slightly too far to one side ponytail hangs down hear back, making the grumpy looking girl, who is blushing heavily, look rather cute even taking into account her scowl. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahBratFull.png]]</div> "I’m a big girl, you can’t treat me like this! You’re really mean! This isn’t fair!", she tantrums, her voice causing you to realize with a gasp that the girl is in fact Hannah, the mean trainee who tormented you previously. As you watch on, the clip continues, showing her get a thorough mouth soaping from an imposing looking carer, the woman’s head clipped out of the shot so that you can’t get a proper look at her as she chides the newly assigned member of the nursery for her, ‘naughty words’. Spluttering and crying throughout, her face a mess of tears and snot, it’s almost enough to make you feel a little bad for the girl, even if she did try to blackmail and bully you. Things only get worse for her when the woman looking after her takes it upon herself to take Hannah’s temperature, easily overpowering the girl and undoing the bindings of her diaper. Despite her cries of apology and for mercy, the dominant carer shows Hannah’s pussy and ass clearly to the camera, much to the baby slaves mortification. Of course, that’s not all that the woman has in store for her, your journey coming to an end and the screen turning back to normal just as the nursery worker pulls out a hefty and rather scary looking thermometer, aimed squarely at the former trainee’s tiny rosebud. Leaving the lift, and continuing onward, as you head on towards your intended location you monetarily wonder if you did the right thing in getting Hannah sent to the Little Land Nursery. Though, it’s unlikely you could get her back out even if you wanted to. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

As you’re walking towards your intended destination, you spot a small sign standing in the middle of the floor. Approaching it cautiously, no one else around, you see it reads, Turn right for free fresh from the teat hucow milk, limited time promotion – Facility Permission Granted". Looking around, just ahead, you do spot an off-shoot corridor on the right, and you can’t help but be a little curious about this mysterious advertisement sign. Peering around the corner cautiously, intent on remaining safe in the face of the many traps and tricks the facility has up its sleeve, you’re a bit surprised to only see a single figure. Down on her knees the long haired and prodigiously breasted woman is chained to the wall by steel cuffs around her wrists, a small illegible sign beside her. Kneeling within a small paddling pool, a creamy white liquid held within, the captive red-head seems to be relatively docile, a placid smile pasted across her pretty freckled face. Before your very eyes, you can make out her heavying breasts dripping a steady stream of, what you can only speculate is milk, down her nude body and into the plastic container in which she rests. Coming closer, her face lights up, her attention piqued. "Moo! Hi there! Moo. Please can you help mooo…ee? I’m all milky, and I can’t reach my booobies, will you take a drink and make them feel less full? Moo!", her words less confusing when you note the cow-like nubby horns poking out from within her ginger hair, a tail swishing around languidly within the milky puddle. "Would that be okay for me to do?", you ask, getting slightly closer to the captive hucow, captivated by her melodic mooing. Nodding eagerly, the girl answers, "Of course! Moo! My milk is so nice and refreshing! I think the only reason they keep me restrained is that they worry I’d waste all my milk playing with my boooobies. They just feel so nice! Oh please, oh please, suck my boooobies for me!", all the while doing her best attempts to jiggle her breasts in an inviting manner, only creating a rapid set of jet-like milky sprays to shoot out in your general direction. <<if !$involTFPlay>>Licking your lips, you wonder if you should just [[lean in and take a drink from the girl|Travel To Experimental Hucow Main]], the almost hypnotic motion of her breasts enticing you forward. You’d be doing her a favour, and she seems to be pretty unhappy not having anyone touch her breasts. That said, within the facility it’s possible that all isn’t as it seems. It’s entirely possible that there’s some trick to her actions, her bound position still existing as an unsolved conundrum.<<else>>Licking your lips, you begin to contemplate what to do next, getting ever closer to the girl. Seeing her opportunity, her predatory smirk crossing her face, she rolls back onto her bum, her legs lashing out in your direction. Tumbling forward, her legs pincer-ing around you and pulling you toward her in an exceptionally intricately planned manner, your face falling exactly where she intended, right onto her engorged and leaking nipples. <<include [[Travel To Experimental Hucow Main]]>><</if>> <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

Lips brushing against the hucow’s warm pink teat, a stray bead of her milk passes your lips, allowing you to taste her deliciously formulated lactation. Addictive in its splendour, your mind devolving into a feasting frenzy, you immediately latch on, suckling with all your might. Her creamy fluids rolling fresh and hot down your throat, you both hum appreciatively, though the busty girl’s sounds are significantly more sexual in nature. Eyes flitting about in confused panic over the oddly wonderful quality of her milk, your mind vaguely understanding deep down that something is wrong, your vision sweeps over the small sign beside her. Shaking you enough that your mouth opens wide, you read the words, "Caution: Experimental Hucow – Free Milk Sampling (Warning; hucow may be prone to fits of extreme arousal. Warning; hucow’s milk is of an unknown quality and may have unknown side effects. Warning; The Repurposing Center will not be held responsible for damage done to clothes or property)". Realizing that you’ve finally figured out what’s going on, the captive girl moos happily, "Moo! You make me feel nice! My booobies make sooo much milk since the mean men messed with them! Moooo! They kept talking about all their silly messing stuff, and how they wanted to see what it did when people drank from them. That’s why they put me out here. Moo. But, my boobies get sooo sore when nobody milks them, which is really, really, really not nice of them! Maybe you’ll get <<if $breastSize >10>>even bigger booobies from drinking it<<else>>big booobies from drinking it<</if>>, that’s what they thought might happen", her breathing becoming heavier as she becomes increasingly more aroused from your presence. You’re not sure why, but before you can recognise what you’re doing, you’re already back to slurping down her breast milk, your tongue lapping needy-ly at her plump nipples. Her taste is just too good to resist, warming and comforting you to the core. Uncomfortable in your bent over drinking position, you dreamily clamber into the paddling pool, straddling her legs with your <<checkThigh>> thighs. Of course, in doing so you splash a good amount of her accumulated spray upon yourself, soaking yourself and your possessions in the luxurious white fluid.<<if $sexualPreference !=2>><<set $timesHandJob += 1>> In fact, everything feels so amazing, lazing about and drinking from the restrained hucow, your feet tracing circles in the lukewarm milk that she’s over time secreted due to her constant build-up. Feeling the need to make it up to the girl, her gift of milk making you feel tingly and happy to the core, your left hand lazily trails its way downwards from the breast you were previously supporting. Still suckling her teat with zeal, you tentatively run your fingers over the hucow’s labia. "Moo! Soooo gooood! Thank yoooou!", she gurgles dumbly, her hot feminine lips surging with desire beneath your touch. "Ywur wylcum", you mumble back in return, never letting her nipple leave your mouth. Sensing that she’s in dire need of your ministrations, you set to work, tracing your fingertips delicately across her pleasure nub, all while you continue to sup upon her tasty breast fluid. Mashing your face even more against her hefty boob, you free your other hand from tit-supporting duty, giving you the freedom to lend another hand to your attempts at pleasuring her pussy. Now working with two hands, you continue to play with her clit, also working her slutty vaginal hole at the same time. She’s soaking down there, and not just from the stray milk that has showered down her front and between her legs, her pussy hungrily trying to pull your fingers even further within her. It doesn’t take long, horny as she is for her to orgasm, her bellowing, "Moo!", loud enough that it was likely heard by someone else, even with the area being pretty empty. A complimentary flood of milk filling your mouth as the hucow’s entire body shudders in pleasure, the force causing both of her breasts to eject out some of their precious cargo. Humming merrily, she kisses you upon the forehead, slumped forward tiredly.<</if>> <<if !$lactating>><<set $lactating = true>>That’s when it happens. Your <<checkNipple>> nipples, rock hard and vibrating oddly, send strange tingles of sensation through your body. Distracted from your milky-feast, you look down just in time to spot what’s happening. <<if $breastSize == 0>>Your chest, masculine and breast free, feels heavier than normal. Almost as if timing itself to your investigation, you notice tiny droplets of milk begin to seep out wetly from your engorged nipples, proving that the hucow’s experimental breast milk likely does have an effect. That is, to start your own body lactating.<<else>>Your <<checkBreast>> boobs jiggle about as if they had a mind of their own, feeling heavier than normal. Almost as if timing itself to your investigation, you notice tiny droplets of milk begin to seep out wetly from your engorged nipples, running down your breasts. This does, of course, prove that the hucow’s experimental breast milk likely does have an effect, the ability to induce lactation in those unsuspecting enough to drink it.<</if>><<elseif $breastSize < 31>>That’s when it happens. Your <<checkNipple>> nipples, erect and dribbling out a small trickle of <<checkLactationType>>, they feel strangely hard, tingling vibrations running through them. Distracted from your milky-feast, you look down just in time to spot what’s happening. <<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize += 1>>Your chest, masculine and breast free, feels heavier than normal. Almost as if timing itself for our investigation, you begin to notice two small lumps forming behind your nipples, pressing outward. Taking stock of it, you quickly realize that you’re now sporting <<checkBreast>> boobs.<<else>>Your <<checkBreast>> boobs jiggle about as if they had a mind of their own, feeling heavier than normal. Almost as if timing itself for our investigation, you begin to notice them shuddering outward, visibly growing in size. By the end of their sudden growth spurt, you realize that your once <<checkBreast>> tits, are now <<set $breastSize += 1>><<checkBreast>> in size.<</if>><<else>>Strangely, nothing seems to happen to you from drinking the experimental milk from the hucow’s breasts. Though, that kind of makes sense given that you’re already lactating, a huge pair of <<checkBreast>> boobs adorning your chest. It probably wouldn’t make sense for anything else to happen to them.<</if>> Your stomach gurgling happily, full of the hucow’s mysterious experimental milk, you start to pull back. The red-headed girl seems a lot more languid in her post-milking state, practically asleep from the exertion. Sighing merrily, she whispers, "Thank yooooou, that was nice! Tired noooow, sleepy time …", her eyelids flittering closed as you step out of the milk filled pool. <<if !$involTFPlay>>Dripping wet with the captive hucow’s milk, you begin to slowly continue on your journey, making a steady stream of wet sloshing and slopping sounds as you walk onwards. <<include [[Travel To End]]>><<else>>Dripping wet with the captive hucow’s milk, you begin to slowly continue on your journey, making a steady stream of wet sloshing and slopping sounds as you walk onwards.<</if>>

Approaching the group smiling pleasantly, you greet them bunny’s, "Hi, I was just passing through and I spotted that this had all been put up. Thought that I’d come over and ask what this is all about, if that’s okay?", curious to find out the reason for the egg-filled meadow’s erection. Jumping a little, the group not having spotted your approach so engrossed in their hushed conversation, they share hurried whispers for a moment before one brunette bunny-girl stands up, curtsying to you. In a submissive tone, little louder than a whisper she answers, "Hello <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>, I’m sorry if we’ve been of any bother to you. The display is part of the Spring festival celebrations, and won’t be along for too long. We’re putting together gifts as part of the events, to give to guests and staff. We’re all very excited to be celebrating Bunny-Day!". Watching the nods of approval from the other members of her gathering, many of them looking too meek to actually meet your gaze, you query, "Don’t worry, I was just interested to see what this was all about. Bunny-Day you say? I don’t think I’ve ever heard of that, could you tell me anything about it?", curious to find out more about the mysterious Bunny-Day. Giggling with uncharacteristic joy, her entire face lighting up with excitement you watch on as the designated talker of the group practically jumps up and down on the spot, unable to contain herself. "Oh yes <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>! Bunny-Day is just the best day ever! You see, whilst we’ve not been able to piece together all the important details, it’s our understanding that it was started by the first bunny-girl. Well, bunny-girl’s don’t like winter, it’s too cold and there’s not enough tasty veggies to eat, so she decided to make a special holiday to celebrate it. That’s why it’s at the start of Spring. And, so, erm, she … liked eggs and chocolate, and so we put those around everywhere … that’s, erm, everything …", her face flush with a full red blush, you’re pretty sure there’s more to the story, the girl humming and hawing as she tries to figure out what to say. "Is there anything else to the matter of the eggs and chocolate? It just sounds like you have something else to say", you add in a soft tone, trying to not scare her by sounding angry or disappointed. "Well … it’s a little embarrassing <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>", she bashfully answers, avoiding eye contact, "You see, to our understanding she was really into chocolate, and we think she laid eggs too … though we’re a bit unsure on the exact details behind this. Still, we’re pretty sure that she used to produce chocolate eggs from her body, somehow. Well, chocolate is … is really nice, and she was super generous and kind, so she used to hide them for all the non-bunny-people to find and enjoy. That’s why we try and do the same thing. We pack up the chocolate with the special wrappings, and they look very pretty. Then we … well we sort of … you see we … we … she used to lay the eggs. So, erm, we do that too. We plop them out in hiding spots, for people to find later …". Her nervousness returning, this time causing her to squirm about uncomfortably, you watch on with your jaw dropped at the revelation behind what they’re doing, the image of butt-chocolate stuck in your mind. In probably the loudest tone you’ve heard her, or any other bunny-girl take to date, you hear her grumble, "It’s all very normal! Plus, we do really good clean-out before-hand, and the wrappers are specially made to be super hygienic! Don’t judge us, it’s a tradition, and it’s a nice one where everyone gets chocolate and we get to hop around the facility making people happy. You could, maybe give it a try if you’d like?". With her hands crossed in front of her, the bunny-girl leader takes a deep breath, looking down at the ground once more, submissively waiting for your response. Summing up the situation you try and figure out what to say, not sure whether to take them up on the offer, or to turn them down. Helping them out might be fun, and they’d probably by very appreciative of your attention. Alternatively, sticking chocolate eggs up your bottom might be uncomfortable, and if anyone ever found out it would certainly be awkward to explain. Do you: <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>[[Take up the egg stuffing offer|Recreational Hub Seasonal Bunny Stuffing Main][$timesAnallyFucked +=5]]<<else>>You get the feeling that you'd be getting stuffed by a bunny-girl, and you're not really sexually interested in women.<</if>> [[Turn down the egg stuffing offer|Recreational Hub Seasonal Bunny Stuffing Alt]]

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<addToWardrobe "Flowery Bunny-Girl Bodysuit">>Deciding that you’d like to try taking part in their egg-stuffing activities, you nod your head in agreement. "It sounds a little odd, but it seems to mean a lot to you all. I’d love to help you out with your tradition if you’d allow me to". Looking greatly excited by your choice, the bunny’s huddle up once more, whispering amongst themselves. Coming to a conclusion, one of the kneeling group members gives their spokesgirl a tug on the wrist, pulling her down to a half kneel so they can inform her of what they were talking about. Nodding along, she smiles, turning back to you, "Thank you for listening to our story <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>, and more so, for being willing to join us in ‘The Great Laying’. We understand that it’s a strange tradition, but we’re glad that you were interested enough to listen to us explain it. My sisters have talked together, and they’ve told me they’re in awe that someone else would be willing to participate. We’re all very excited to stuff you full of eggs, it’ll mean we can give away even more than usual!". Now given the go-ahead, the gaggle of quiet and passive bunny-girls descend on you with alarming speed, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>divesting you of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear in a frenzy, allowing them to work unabated<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>divesting you of your $currentClothing in a frenzy, allowing them to work unabated<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>divesting you of your $currentUnderwear in a frenzy, allowing them to work unabated<<else>>appreciating your nudity as it allows them to work on you unabated<</if>>. Snapping your head about in surprise, you spot their leader bringing over a basket, an unfamiliar looking bottle in her other hand. Of course, while you’re distracted trying to get your bearings, the other bunny’s have not been idle, instead angling your position upon one of the large picnic blankets, your legs held back to your shoulders so that they have easy access to your butt hole. Giggling, the head bunny-girl, sets herself down in-front of your anus, setting the wicker basket slightly to one side. As she messes with the bottle, her full actions obscured from your vision by a horde of cute scantily-clad women, she explains, "You’re doing great <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>! We just have to get you all lubed up and stretched out. It’s imperative that you’re properly prepared, otherwise you could be very uncomfortable with so many eggs inside of you. This really is a Bunny-Day, to think that an outsider would be willing to take part, it’s amazing. Sorry about the clothes by the way, I sort of forgot to mention the naked part of all this. It’s partly so our clothes don’t get in the way, and partly because it gives up a good incentive to hide the eggs from sight. I’m going to start now, and I’ll need you to try really hard to fit as many of the eggs in as possible, so we can make lots of people happy!" And so, on that note her finger starts prodding insistently into your rear passage, gliding in with ease due to her excessive lubrication. Which is probably a good thing, as from where you’re lying you can just about spot some of the differently sized eggs, the biggest of which look more like coconuts than anything a chicken could ever lay. First one finger, then two, the girl swirls her digits shallowly around the inside of your anus, slowly scissoring out her fingers to help ensure you’re properly prepared. To your pleasant surprise, she’s actually quite skilled, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and hot pussy both swell with excitement<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock swells with excitement<<else>>hot pussy swells with excitement<</if>>, getting quite worked up from the anal attention combined with the presence of so many attractive bunny-girls. Humming appreciatively, the lead bunny seems to decide that your ass is ready, now able to take a good three fingers into it without issue, slippery with a copious layer of lubrication. Picking up one of the smallest of the eggs and coating it with some extra lube, she begins to press it against your open asshole, the chicken egg sized object entering you with little resistance. The sensation of holding something within your bowels is strange, but the fullness feels rather pleasant, a strange happy warmth building up deep within you. After the first, she just keeps on shoving them in, emboldened by your moans of sexual fulfilment. The next couple she adds are still small, but, noticing your lack of complaint she begins to pick some of the bigger ones, working up to a couple of rather excessive eggs. Becoming more and more full, your belly swelling out as if you were in the late stages of pregnancy, you start to gurgle with joy, unable to resist feeling oddly great from the weird experience, your sensitive butt-hole quivering with pleasure. The stuffing finally complete, you’re helped to your feet, your gravid egg-filled belly making you unable of achieving the task on your own. Under the helpful direction of the bunny-girl crew, you begin to do as they suggest, hopping around the faux meadow, squatting when you feel it’s time for one of the eggs to leave your system, normally heralded by a rumbling from within. Depositing the various eggs whilst trying not to be seen by the passers-by wandering around the main recreational plaza, your smile is immense, the absurdity of everything making you laugh at just how funny it all is. Better, after one of the large eggs finally works it way out of you, a firm stretching accompanying it, you can’t help but achieve a long built up orgasm, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and needy pussy both quivering with sensation and depositing a gush of your combined fluids on the grass below<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock swelling with sensation and depositing a gush of your cum on the grass below<<else>>wet cunt racing with sensation and depositing a gush of fem-cum on the grass below<</if>>. The last egg at last free from your body, your stomach returned to normal, you notice that approaching you is the head bunny-girl, an energetic spring in her step, and a strange bright object in her arms. Giggling, she states, "Wow <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>! That was amazing! You really took the spirit of Bunny-Day to heart. There were so many eggs in you, eggs that will now go to hardworking guests and staff to brighten their day. I know it’s not much after all you’ve done for us, but me and the others put together while you were busy and got you something as a thank you. You’ve been so great with us today, something we don’t get a lot, so we felt the need to do something to commemorate all of this". Presenting to you what you can now see is a small colourfully wrapped parcel, she continues, "It would mean a lot to us if you’d accept our offering. And … erm, maybe if you could not say anything about exactly what we do for our celebrations too, that would be really nice of you …". Taking the gift and unwrapping it on the spot, curious what they could have to offer to you, you unfurl the decorative paper, revealing something soft and made of cloth. Holding onto the corners so that you can properly ascertain what it is, as it disentangles, you realize that it’s a piece of clothing. Covered in a bright flowery print, you realise that the clothing strongly resembles that worn by the bunny-girls, a sort of sleeve and legless bodysuit with delicate lacing on the edges. There’s even a cute little bow-tie and collar piece to it. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FloweryBunnyBodysuit.png]]</div> Pleased with the gift, even if only because it’s only as a memento of your time helping with Bunny-Day, you give the bunny group a friendly little wave. Not wanting to upset them, especially after seeing how worried they were previously, you calmly respond in a friendly tone, "That was very nice of you all to give me this new outfit. I won’t say anything to anyone about your holidays secrets, it seems to be very important to you all, and was actually pretty fun. Good luck with Bunny-Day", turning to leave seeing as your business is done. As you walk away, you hear a happy, "Thank you <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>! Have a good day, and a very merry Bunny-Day!". Looking over your shoulder, you spot that the chief bunny-girl is waving goodbye, the others meekly returning to their previous task, looking over the egg baskets. The revelations of Bunny-Day still at the forefront of your mind, you shrug, wondering whether it’s safe to eat any chocolate you find laying around as a result of it, especially after putting some of it there yourself. Your investigation into the odd meadow display complete, you [[return to wandering through the recreational plaza|Recreational Hub]].

<<addToWardrobe "Flowery Bunny-Girl Bodysuit">>Deciding that you don’t want to take part in their egg-stuffing activities, you shake your head in disagreement. "Sorry, but I’m not really interested in trying that out … it’s a little odd …". Looking a little saddened by your choice, the bunny’s huddle up once more, whispering amongst themselves. Coming to a conclusion, one of the kneeling group members gives their spokesgirl a tug on the wrist, pulling her down to a half kneel so they can inform her of what they were talking about. Nodding along, she smiles, turning back to you, "Thank you for listening to our story <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>. We understand that it’s a strange tradition, but we’re glad that you were interested enough to listen to us explain it. My sisters have talked together, and they’ve told me they want to give you a gift in thanks for lend us your time". A small colourfully wrapped parcel handed up to her, she presents it out towards you. "It would mean a lot to us if you’d accept our offering. And … erm, maybe if you could not say anything mean about our celebrations to anyone, that would be really nice too …". Taking the gift and unwrapping it on the spot, curious what they could have to offer to you, you unfurl the decorative paper, revealing something soft and made of cloth. Holding onto the corners so that you can properly ascertain what it is, as it disentangles, you realize that it’s a piece of clothing. Covered in a bright flowery print, you realise that the clothing strongly resembles that worn by the bunny-girls, a sort of sleeve and legless bodysuit with delicate lacing on the edges. There’s even a cute little bow-tie and collar piece to it. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FloweryBunnyBodysuit.png]]</div> Pleased with the gift, even if only because it’s something for free that you didn’t have to work for, you give the bunny group a friendly little wave. Not wanting to upset them, especially after seeing how worried they were previously, you calmly respond in a friendly tone, "That was very nice of you all to give me this new outfit. I won’t say anything mean to anyone about your holiday, it seems to be very important to you all. Good luck with Bunny-Day", turning to leave seeing as your business is done. As you walk away, you hear a happy, "Thank you <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>! Have a good day, and a very merry Bunny-Day!". Looking over your shoulder, you spot that the chief bunny-girl is waving goodbye, the others meekly returning to their previous task, looking over the egg baskets. The revelations of Bunny-Day still at the forefront of your mind, you shrug, wondering whether it’s safe to eat any chocolate you find laying around as a result of it. Your investigation into the odd meadow display complete, you [[return to wandering through the recreational plaza|Recreational Hub]].

As you pass through the administrative hub, you spot something quite out of the ordinary. Over to one side, a lot less flashy than anything else you can see in the opulent and meticulously designed admin wing, you notice a small hand-painted banner which reads, "Happy Bunny-Day!". Beneath the temporary sign, you can also make out a folding table, bedecked with multi-coloured eggs in baskets, a pair of exceptionally high-spirited bunny-girls manning the station. Wandering over to the counter, you cheerfully greet the two girls, "Hello. I was just wondering what all this Bunny-Day stuff is about, if that’s okay to ask?", waiting patiently for their response. "Greetings <<if $femininity >= 0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>! Of course, we’d love to tell you more about the wonders of Bunny-Day!", giggles the first girl, a pretty brunette with matching ears and tail, continuing, "Well <<if $femininity >= 0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>, you see, Bunny-Day is the celebration of the first bunny-girl. We still don’t know the full details, but the legend tells of how she was so beautiful and kind that she used to give out chocolate to everyone. Plus, she really liked Spring, as it’s the obviously nicest time of year, so we celebrate her good deeds by giving out chocolate in Spring. Also, eggs have something to do with it, which is why we make the chocolate egg shaped. Have to say <<if $femininity >= 0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>, I’ve never been sure about the egg part, but it’s a really nice tradition, so the facility masters allow us to spread our joy with everyone. So, would you like to try some bunny chocolate?". Beaming with happiness, the first bunny starts gathering one of the colourfully wrapped chocolate eggs, presenting it to you. Meanwhile, the second bunny-girl, a slightly quieter red-head coughs slightly, saying in barely more than a whisper, "I’m sorry <<if $femininity >=0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>, but as you’re a trainee I think there may be side effects to eating the chocolate. Others of our sisterhood have previously made comment on those eating the chocolate who’ve undergone the treatment sometimes undergo bunny-like changes. I believe it’s something concocted by the facility masters to help swell out the bunny-girl ranks, though I can’t say for sure on that. That said, the offer is certainly open, we wouldn’t want to decline you our hospitality, especially on Bunny-Day". Possibilities going through your mind, it feels like eating the likely tainted chocolate might be a bad idea, at least if you want to stay the same as you are now. However, maybe they’re joking with you, and who knows, you could get some really nice free changes if they actually are telling the truth. Either way, it doesn’t seem like the bunny-girls themselves have any malice towards you and eating the chocolate would probably make them very happy. Weighing up matters and looking down at the delicious looking offered chocolate, you could [[give in and try it out|Admin Hub Seasonal Bunny Chocolate Main]].

Delicious chocolatey scents wafting across your senses, you just can’t resist taking them up on their offer. Reaching out eagerly, your fingers grasp around the slightly larger than chicken egg sized chocolate treat, the cool foil wrapping shimmering in the light. Looking over the other brightly coloured delicacies, you do notice that your own is one of the smallest they have, dwarfed by some of the bigger coconut and melon equivalent options, but guess that given your status in the facility it’s probably lucky you’re getting any at all. Grinning happily as you unpeel the treat, you tell the pair, "Thank you for the chocolate! Happy Bunny-Day!", quickly unveiling the chocolate treasure from its protective exterior. Sniffing at the aromatic chocolate, you’re unable to hold back your giddy joy, such wonderful treats being gifted to you massively brightening your day. In the back of your mind you know that there may be consequences to eating it, but you can’t bring yourself to really care, your desire to luxuriate in its taste just way too high. And so, ravenously, you descend upon your egg, practically devouring it in a single mouthful. Humming with glee, you savour the sweet flavour, feeling so great and relaxed that you could almost forget that you ever ended up in the facility. Deep down you feel warm and tingly, your stomach practically purring happily at its luxurious contents. Watching with polite smiles, the brunette bunny girl starts to respond, before becoming more nervous. "You’re welcome, Bunny-Da … oh my, I think <<if $femininity < 50>>it’s doing something to you <<if $femininity >= 0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>. You look very pretty though, much more delicate …<<else>>you’re largely unaffected <<if $femininity >= 0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>. You look very pretty, so maybe that’s why …<</if>>", her expression quite contrite. Looking yourself over, you <<if $femininity <50>><<set $femininity += 20>>do look a little softer and more delicate than you previously remember, your hands daintier and more slender. Taking greater stock of yourself, it seems to be a pretty sizable shift, the chocolates influence a strong one.<<else>>don’t feel any different, just tingly and warm still. Then again, if the chocolate was supposed to turn you into a bunny-girl, then maybe it already considers you feminine enough.<</if>> Deciding that things can’t get much worse now, you plop the last chunk of the sweet in your mouth, letting it slowly melt away on your tongue. The flickering heat redoubling in strength, making you feel cared for like an intimate cuddle, the tingling growing stronger, you hear the red-headed bunny girl gasp. Your head turning this way and that, it takes you a moment to realize that you’re actually glowing, your skin lit up with a light sparkling quality. <<if $ears != 3>><<set $ears = 3>>Her mouth open in a wide gape, the ginger girl lets out a quiet, "<<if $femininity >= 0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>, I’m not sure how to say it, but you’ve got a pair of bunny-girl ears atop your head. They look very cute … you know … if that helps … please don’t be cross". Fumbling with your hands wildly, you can quickly confirm her claim, feeling a pair of fuzzy long ears erupting out of the top of your head.<<elseif $tail != 3>><<set $tail = 3>> Her mouth open in a wide gape, the ginger girl lets out a quiet, "<<if $femininity >= 0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>, I’m not sure how to say it, but you’ve got a bunny-girl tail, coming out just above your bottom. It looks very cute … you know … if that helps … please don’t be cross". Fumbling with your hands wildly, you can quickly confirm her claim, feeling a pair of fuzzy little tail erupting out the base of your spin, just above your <<checkAss>> rear.<<else>> Her mouth open in a wide gape, the ginger girl lets out a quiet, "<<if $femininity >= 0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>, I’m not sure how to say it, but I can’t see any change. That is … you know … other than the glowing. Maybe it’s because you already have a bunny-girl tail and ears, so it can’t find anything else to change". Fumbling with your hands wildly, you can quickly confirm her claim, unable to find anything that feels different.<</if>> Tensely, you wait a minute or so longer, seeing if anything else will happen, but thankfully the chocolates effects seem to have come to an end, your glow dissipating steadily until it’s completely gone. The brunette, leaving her positions beside the table, even takes this moment to inspect you closer, her eyes wide with excitement, "I know that my bunny-sister thinks that it’s something the facility does, but I don’t <<if $femininity >=0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>. I think it’s a Bunny-Day miracle, brought upon you by the great bunny-girl herself! Why else would you be all glow-y and cute? That sounds like bunny-girl festive magic to me!". Noticing the other girl roll her eyes at her sisters comment, you try your best to offer them a pleasant goodbye, knowing how skittish the bunny-girls seem to be. Waving at them politely, you tell the pair, "Thank you for the chocolate, and I hope you have a good Bunny-Day. I’ve got to go now, but hopefully you’ll have lots of people come to your booth". The two both giving you a polite curtsy in return, the brunette still over excited from what happened to you, you turn to leave. The chocolate finished, and the bunny-girls thanked, you [[return to walking through the administrative hub|Admin Hub]].

Nodding at your selection, Stein looks at you, his demeanour momentarily less harsh and more reassuring, "Don't worry. I have a business partner who’s been looking for a pocket-slave for a while. Him and his girlfriend have wanted a pet, but they’ve been rather picky about owning one who used to be a criminal. I think you’ll do nicely", with one last nod at you, you find yourself collapsing asleep on the desk. ... You awaken, with a start, your consciousness returning suddenly and startlingly. More than anything, the root of your confused shock is the tight confined, and largely featureless confines that you find yourself in. Hands awkwardly raised to your chest, you feel cold metal beneath your fingers, the cylindrical prison you find yourself stuck in comprised of a shiny chrome material. That is, except for the room, which instead is a dim array of LED lights, emitting a dim glow upon what little you can see. Shifting uncomfortably, you try to find an escape, a door or panel of some sort, though sadly the walls seem to be seamless and unyielding, your knuckles tapping against it with a solid thud. Not sure what to do, you shout, "Hello, er … is there anyone out there? I seem to be stuck, can someone help?", your prospects of aid seeming rather bleak. Bzzzzt! Above you, the light flickers much brighter, changing in shade to a blue hue. The light humming loudly, much like an old florescent lightbulb, your nerves begin to play up, the irritating noise made all the worse by your confined environment. Though, as you hold your hand up to the wall, taking a deep breath, things start to feel a little better. No longer feeling as claustrophobic, the tube feeling bigger than it did before, you lean back against a section of it, closing your eyes for a second to re-center yourself. As you open them though, a worried shock flows through you, your mind processing that something seems to be wrong. That’s when you realize, the room literally does seem to be growing larger, the roof now at least twice as high as it was before. Collapsing down to the floor in panic, you only unnerve yourself further, realizing that you can now sit on the floor with your knees pulled towards you, something that you couldn’t imagine possible when you first entered. The light still glowing its strange blue radiance down upon you, you think over what is going on, coming to the obvious conclusion that the tube isn’t growing larger, you’re growing smaller! Now fully able to sprawl out on the cold floor of the tube without touching the walls, you begin to breath heavily, anxiety of the world being so much bigger than you can handle washing over you. As you hyperventilate, your vision begins to blur, a groggy tiredness overcoming you. Your eyelashes fluttering, you enter a rather restless sleep spurred on by your panicked fainting. ... Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you let out a loud yawn, nervous energy coursing through you. However, awakening to find yourself sat at a rather picturesque dining room table, you rub your temples in confusion. Did you just have a nightmare? You wonder to yourself, still coming too from your uncomfortable rest sitting on the innately carved wooden chair. Getting up, your brain still processing everything, you wander over to the fridge, intent on searching through it for something refreshing to wake you up. Oddly, upon opening it, instead of what you expect to find, that being some degree of stocked fridge, the contents are in reality just a cardboard sheet with food skilfully painted upon it. Turning to a nearby cupboard you try to open it up instead, not sure what is going on, but growing increasingly frustrated. Again, much to your irritation, the cupboards contents are instead a two-dimensional facsimile, almost as if you’ve woken up in a kitchen show-room at a large department store rather than the real thing. A deep rumble, accompanied by a loud scratching sound fills you with terror. The room shaking as if an earthquake had struck, none of the kitchen appliances moving an inch, you fumble about on the floor, taking cover beneath the sturdy dining table. Situated as you are, you can’t help but let out a small squeal of fright, watching as the front wall of the house is sheered straight off and pulled away. "Eeeeee! Paul <<if $femininity >= 0>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> perfect! I just want to give our little pet a great big cuddle. But … I think <<if $femininity >= 0>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> a bit skittish, look <<if $femininity >= 0>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> hiding under the table", bellows a gargantuan female figure, the head of which is currently peering in through the now missing wall. The giant woman puling back, you can see a massive living room beyond her, everything scaled up for the immense inhabitant who towers over you so. Coming beside her, looking you over too, you notice a man, likely the Paul she was referring to. Hugging her affectionately, he responds, "Now honey, you know what the pamphlet said. Pets always are going to be a little scared, being in a new home and all. However, when <<if $femininity >=0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> gets used to their new habitat, they’ll brighten up immensely. I know that you want to play with it, but we should probably let <<if $femininity >=0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> settle in first", his tone stern yet caring. "Hey, please let me out!", you cry out, scrambling beneath the table, but from their amused expressions and cooing, you guess that they either can’t really hear you, or that they don’t care. Stumbling back into the chair you woke up in, you rest your head in your hands, worried about what the future has in store for you. Drained from the truth or your situation, you drift off into a quick nap, hoping that things are better upon waking up. <hr> Six months later: As you suckle the tip of the huge water bottle, the spout of which is hidden in the kitchen closet, you hear you sense your owners once again pulling aside the front of your cage. Finishing up your drink, you eagerly move to a better position to be seen, looking forward to their attentions. If someone had told you that you’d look forward to seeing those terrifying giants when you first arrived you would have laughed, but since then things have changed immensely. Your doll-house like home is comfortable, and the food and drink dispensers are always kept fully stocked with fresh contents. But, despite your relatively relaxed life, you do find yourself getting quite bored when you’re left on your own too long. In the early days of your acquisition you contemplated escape, noticing that your owners often kept the front wall removed so they could watch you better. However, testing the boundaries of your prison, you soon discovered that there seemed to be some sort of barrier keeping you in, maybe a clear glass pane or some sort of forcefield. Even then, you don’t know what you’d do if you did escape, being as tiny as you are. Instead, you grew closer to the gargantuan pair as time went on, dependent on them for food and care. Paul and Denise turned out to be rather sweet, though you’ve had real trouble trying to communicate with them, your voice just not loud enough for them to fully understand. But, they do watch your reactions, even if they often misinterpret them in the condescending tone of someone talking to a family pet. Still, they take you out and let you watch TV with them. TV when you’re tiny turned out to be a real treat, like a movie theatre to yourself. And that’s not mentioning when they give you normal people food. A single popcorn is now all you need and then some, whilst the thin slice of cake you were given for Denise’s birthday lasted you for days. One time they even let you help with baking, and you took the chance to swim around in a bowl of chocolate icing, which thankfully they found amusing and endearing. You’ve even gotten used to the petting, especially after they realized how soft they needed to be when they stroked your diminutive form. It’s so relaxing, like getting a massage sort of. "We’ve got a special surprise for you $firstName!", you hear echoed around the room by Paul, shaking you back to paying attention. Laughing at your seemingly cute reaction, your owner continues, "We noticed how lonely you get. After all, me and Denise both have jobs, so you have to contend with a good eight hours without us to look after you. We talked about getting you a tiny TV for your house, but we’re still trying to find someone to make one. Until then … or more to say, as well as that, we though we could get you a little friend to keep you company". The massive manicured hands of Denise approaching your room, you take a step back, not necessarily worried, but always cautious due to your fragile state. Her hand unfurling, you watch as she deposits a cloth bundle before you. Strangely though, the bundle seems to be … moving? <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>A face, filled with a terrified and confused expression pokes out from beneath the blanket, her eyes darting around wildly. Slowly crawling out of it, she looks at you pleadingly. Despite her dishevelled condition, mostly brought upon by her fear and distress, she’s most certainly a very feminine woman, a pretty one too. With long flowing red hair, and a few smatterings of freckles, you certainly could grow used to her presence. "Please, I don’t know where I am! I was charged of shoplifting, and then the judge had me knocked out, and then I was all tangled up … and, and, and there were these giant people. I didn’t steal anything, but they wouldn’t listen. But … but, you seem normal … can you help me?", she stutters, cuddling up to your leg for comfort.<<else>>A face, filled with a terrified and confused expression pokes out from beneath the blanket, his eyes darting around wildly. Slowly crawling out of it, he looks at you pleadingly. Despite his dishevelled condition, mostly brought upon by his fear and distress, he’s most certainly a very masculine man, a handsome one too. With long flowing blond hair, and some amazingly muscled pecs, you certainly could grow used to his presence. "Please, I don’t know where I am! I was charged of shoplifting, and then the judge had me knocked out, and then I was all tangled up … and, and, and there were these giant people. I didn’t steal anything, but they wouldn’t listen. But … but, you seem normal … can you help me?", he asks, cuddling up to your leg for comfort.<</if>> "See babe, they’re getting on well already. I bet if we left them along for an hour we’d come back to them really getting to know each other. I think this was a great idea, and who knows what could happen. Oh, they just look so lovely together!", squeals Denise, jumping about with glee, whilst Paul laughs at her antics. Comforting your new housemate, you realize that there’s only one bed for the both of you to share, something you’ll have to bring up soon. But, first, you’ll have to catch them up to speed. Hopefully you really will hit it off, having someone to enjoy your time with could make this whole situation that much better. As it is, you’re actually quite happy, your shrinking only a tiny repercussion to your actions compared to some of the other results you could have had. For now though, you have things to do, Paul putting the front of your cage back on to give you some peace as you help your new equally tiny friend get acquainted with life as a miniature pet. Ending 7: Tiny Repercussions <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

Nodding at your selection, Stein looks at you, his demeanour momentarily less harsh and more reassuring, "An odd choice, but one I hope that works out for you. The business lounge for the executives has been looking for a few pieces to tie the room together, I’ll put in a good word for you with them. Maybe Finances will keep you in house, we keep good care of our things, so you’d probably be better off. But, then again, it’s probably not worth worrying about on your end, you just need to sleep", with one last nod at you, you find yourself collapsing asleep on the desk. ... Consciousness flooding back into you, you immediately realize that you’re still completely paralyzed. Looking up, the only position you can look, frozen in place as you are, you find yourself looking at a reflection of your naked body lying upon the floor. The mirrored roof giving you a clearer picture of where you are, you seem to be in a tiny reflective room, your back against and admittedly comfortable spongey mat. Whistling, you’re alerted to the presence of a man entering the room, but due to your state, are completely unable to vocalize any pleas for help. Instead, you watch as he approaches, a paint roller like object in hand, its surface covered in something black and tar-like. Eyeing you up, he mumbles to himself, "Don’t you worry, I’ll have you latex-ed and folded before you know it. Stan knows his stuff! Employee of the month, here I come!". And so, Stan begins to run the odd paint-roller style object over your legs, manipulating your yielding leg so that he can reach every nook and cranny. You’re terrified of what he’s applying to your <<checkSkin>> form, but as it settles, creating a shiny black layer over your legs, they just feel amazing. Every touch feels practically orgasmic, and you get the feeling that if he lingered upon you then his touch would may you cum hard almost immediately. Bending your legs at the knee so that your knees point up but your heels touch your <<checkAss>> ass, he puts another layer around your legs, fusing them into the new permanently kneeling position. Continuing on, he works his way up your chest, paying special attention to your <<if $tail !=0>>tail, <</if>><<if $penis && $vagina>>wanton cunt and <<checkPenis>> cock<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>wanton cunt<</if>>, and your <<if $breastSize == 0>>breast-less chest sporting a pair of <<checkNipple>> nipples<<else>><<checkBreast boobs sporting a pair of <<checkNipple>> nipples<</if>>, all of which are smoothed over by the mysterious black latex. Dealing with your arms in a similar way to your legs, your hands fused with your shoulders, and your elbows facing the sky, Stan makes steady process in converting you into living furniture. Worse, by now you’re starting to feel unimaginably horny. You’re not sure how sex would even work now, your crotch obscured as it is, but you still feel like there’s something down there. Moving on, to your neck, your handler has to leave for a moment, returning with a set of barber’s clippers. Vibrating loudly, he runs it across your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair, shearing your head completely bald, even going so far as to remove your eyebrows. The remnants of your previous hair littering the floor about you, you take your last look at your latex covered and bold form, Stan running the roller across your face and plunging you into complete and terrifying darkness. <hr> Six months later: It’s hard to comment on your life since becoming human furniture, your senses largely removed by the process. You don’t taste, or smell, at least nothing but the strange goopey latex that floods your mouth that sits upon the background of your senses. You can’t see, and your hearing is incredibly muffled. In fact, when you’re not in use, you seem to just go into a sort of sleep mode, only waking upon the next bout of physical contact. You wouldn’t even know it had been six months if someone hadn’t been talking about you, the weight of what you can only guess is a pair of legs resting upon your back. Gathering what intel you can from your position, resting on your heavily cushioned elbows and knees, you get the feeling that you’re used as a footstool, or maybe a coffee table. The chatter by your users is normally pretty business-like, interspersed with office gossip. More so, you’ve heard mention of The Repurposing Center, and of their higher ups, so you get the impression that you might have been kept in-house like the man had once told you, a gift to the corporate big wigs to amuse them. But, really, none of that matters. The only thing that matters is how wonderful you feel when someone comes into contact with you. If only they knew how orgasmic every second of being caressed and used came off as, then maybe they’d want to become one too. As it is, you can barely think when someone is pressing down on you, and seeing as you’re only awake when in use, it doesn’t make it easy for you to do much thinking at all. Instead, stuck in your permanent position, your senses restrained to that of pleasure and latex you wait and enjoy. Despite the haze of pleasure, you have heard news that makes you feel that things might get better. A muffled voice sounded like it said that they were going to put fixed sentences on human furniture punishments, giving you the possibility of eventual freedom. All being considered though, seeing as your life is an endless torrent of sensation and orgasms, would you really want to stop being an ornament for the rich and powerful? 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Nodding at your selection, Stein looks at you, his demeanour momentarily less harsh and more reassuring, "I can’t tell if you’re choosing this one because you think it’ll get on my good side, or because of some mistaken patriotism. As it is, I can’t say I consider it a particularly smart choice, but if you had any skill at decision making you probably wouldn’t have ended up here in the first place. Still, I hope it works out for you", with one last nod at you, you find yourself collapsing asleep on the desk. ... Consciousness flooding back into you, despite the pitch-black state of your surroundings, you immediately realize that you’re still completely paralyzed. Attempting to call out for help, it also seems that your face is in an equal frozen state, an odd presence currently residing within your mouth. Poking you tongue about, one of the few things that seem to still be under your control, you taste a rather foul rubbery textured object beneath your tongue, running in a circle around the entrance to your mouth. Your mind spinning, you wonder with some worry whether you’re currently gagged. Taking stock of your situation, you can still feel your extremities, but are completely stuck in place, unable to even wiggle about. What you can surmise though is that you’re in a position as if you were on all fours, a soft presence conforming to your stomach and <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>>, holding you in place. Further, your arms and legs seem to be completely confined, everything from the elbow and knee down firmly encased in something unyielding that you’re yet to see. Lastly, you’re sure that you can feel something clamped around your <<checkAss>> bum, a slight breeze crossing your <<if $vagina && $penis>>asshole and pussy, your <<checkPenis>> cock separately bound<<elseif $penis>>asshole, your <<checkPenis>> cock separately bound<<else>>asshole and pussy<</if>>. A faint glimmer of light springing to life barely an inch in front of your face, you’re startled, but with your current state you’re unable to do anything but lay there and take it. Now able to see minorly, you can just about make out the tiny box-like room that you’re trapped in, the only item of interest the screen which has just lit up before you. It does, however, let you see that your mouth is indeed locked into the front wall, the purpose of which you can nervously guess. "Welcome to ‘The Government Sanctioned Gloryhole’ designation #AE8L2. You’ve likely just awoken and are slowly becoming accustomed to your new situation. We here at ‘The Government Agency For Slave Distribution’ are glad to inform you that your gloryhole box is complete with a number of modern conveniences which should make your foreseeable future significantly more comfortable. Built with all the amenities necessary for your comfort, you’ll be fed three times a day, along with additional work nutrition, and will be unavailable for 9 hours a day, that being two 30-minute breaks and an 8-hour resting period. Additionally, no expense has been spared to ensure that bodily deterioration will not occur, the resting platform you are secured to having state of the art medical, heating, cooling, and massaging capabilities to ensure your continued health and productiveness", explains a mystery voice emanating from all around you, a slightly robotic and monotone inflection to how it speaks. Meanwhile, the screen actually subtitles the entire speech, allowing you to reread the statements at a more leisurely pace. Continuing, the voice goes on to say, "At this current time you may be in some degree of emotional distress, having woken up immobile in a strange new location. We understand your concerns and have done our best to accommodate your future happiness during your extended time with us. As such, during your time at #AE8l2 you’ll be given the chance to comply with your daily duties. Compliance will lead to a wide array of privilages being assigned to you, including greater mobility, television time, and a more comfortable holding space. Whilst disobedience will lead to punishment, reduced rations, cold showers, reduced sleep, and an increased daily quota of usage. To achieve benefitial status, it is imperative that you begin by using your tongue <<if $vagina>>, vaginal and anal<<else>>and anal<</if>> muscles to better pleasure your clients. You may also be offered the opportunity to work past your daily quota. Achieving your maximum quota will allow you increased relaxation time to recover. Your current listed quota is … 47 USAGES! With all that in mind, we hope your stay with is a pleasant one!", and on that note, the screen sticks on the tally of 47, the number 7 rolling down into a 6 before your very eyes. Slightly confused, you’re not left long to think before <<if $sexualPreference !=1>>a sweaty object rubs against your tongue. A salty taste and a hefty presence resting briefly in your mouth, you’re pretty sure that someone has their cock in your mouth. Meanwhile, as the screen ticker changes once again, now turning to 45, you begin to feel meaty fingers running across your sensitive anus.<<else>>a sweaty presence presses up against your wide open mouth. Mashed so close, you taste a salty wetness in the air, what you can only guess is a vagina. Meanwhile, as the screen ticker changes once again now turning to 45, you begin to feel delicate fingers running across your sensitive anus.<</if>> Gulping nervously, you know that you need to make a decision how you’re going to react to all this, but put on the spot as you are, it’s to figure out what’s the best choice. <hr> Six months later: Waking up to another morning alarm, you let out a deep yawn. As <<if $submission <= 10>>cold water sprays down upon you, your current privileges note including warm water<<else>>warm water sprays down up you, your current privileges thankfully including warm water<</if>>, you see the screen flicker to life with a jaunty morning tune. Pressing your face forward to suck at the breakfast pipe, the thick sludge pumping into your mouth as quick as you can swallow, you still can’t help but grimace a bit at the taste, even after all this time. Shrugging, you suppose that at least the lunch gruel tastes sort of food-like. Numbers and details flooding the screen, you notice that today is your six-month anniversary to being interned within your gloryhole prison. Thinking of your time confined, you shudder at some of the early days. <<if $submission <=-40>>Uncompromising, you of course resisted for a long time, remaining an unwilling partner in your trysts. Subjected to regular cold showers, electric shocks, rougher clients, and incredible boredom, they threw their best at you and still couldn’t break you. Eventually though, approached by a flustered administrator, you came to a deal. Annoyed at your non-compliance, he offered you slightly better treatment and minor mobility in exchange for you pretending to play along when his superiors check in. As much as the thought of embarrassing him in such instances puts a smile on your face, you know that the benefit to your situation is worth the minor inconvenience. After all, being able to move your head and getting TV time really does make everything feel that much more bearable.<<elseif $submission <=10>>Stubborn, you resisted for a while, unwilling to participate in your befoulment by the various sweaty and unclean clients that were thrown your way. However, subjected to cold showers, electric shocks, rougher clients, and incredible boredom, you quickly capitulated, not willing to subject yourself unnecessarily to such abuse. Things very quickly become much more bearable, the ability to move your head and watch TV helping ease you through the days. More so, now that you’ve become accustomed to it, the clients aren’t all bad. They might be a little rough and smelly, but you get enough of them that you regularly orgasm from their usage. All in all, things are a lot better than when you first arrived.<<else>>Despite your compliance, things were still extremely rough for you. Some of your clients were just jerks, pressing the complaint button to give you electric shocks even when you did your best. Further, the confinement and boredom weighed heavily on you, making your life very uncomfortable. Thankfully, your natural submissiveness shone through, and soon your efforts were recognised by the admins. Given TV privileges within the first week, and free movement of your head within your box cell, you soon felt much happier about your life. Given the chance to really perform, you put your all into pleasing your clients, leading to a lot of orgasms for you in return. Better, after they noticed just how brilliant a glory-hole slave you were, the admins actually moved you to a better spot, your new surrounds practically luxurious. The place has to be at least twice as large, you can speak, you have TV and internet access, you even get to use your hands much to your visitors joy. Whilst you can’t receive pay, you were given a tip jar as part of a new government initiative, from which you can purchase small comforts for yourself. It might not seem much to people on the outside, but your collection of stuffed toys, your blanket, and your juice bottle brighten your day immensely. You’ve even heard that the administrator for the gloryhole uses your image to promote the place, so popular are you.<</if>> Of course, as the number 43 arrives onto the screen before you, you know what you need to do. No matter how many privileges you acquire, you know one thing to be true. To the many clients you attend you’re just another set of holes in the wall. Ending 9: A Hole In A Wall <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Letting herself in, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Hello dear. I can’t stay long, just checking in. I hope that you’re not feeling too down about your time here at the facility. I just thought I should come and see you, give you a big goodnight kiss from your Aunt Mildred, so you know that someone is thinking of you. Though, there is something else I might need to talk to you a bit about", explains the matronly woman in an unusually worried tone, her expression filled with kindly warmth towards you, along with the slightest hint of nervousness. Passing further into the room, she takes a moment to straighten out your covers, fluffing your pillows in an almost automatic manner, her gaze unfocused as if she’s thinking hard. A little confused by her visit you respond, "Thank you Aunt Mildred. It’s nice that you’ve come to wish me a goodnight. You seem a little uneasy, what did you need to talk to me about?". As you thank the woman, you continue to watch on as she moves things about, getting increasingly agitated as you wait to hear what she has to say. From the look on her face, you gather she’s trying to figure out exactly what to say, something she’s obviously not having an easy time with as she continues to tidy your quarters. "That’s very sweet of you to say dear", she starts absentmindedly before snapping out of her state. Sighing, she continues, "You really are very adorable. Sorry for getting distracted there, your dear Aunt Mildred has a lot on her mind. You see, I had my boss talk to me about your case today. He’s very nice, but he seems to think you need to … broaden your horizons. After looking over your nightly reports from me, he seems to have gotten it into his head that you’d be well suited for <<if ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay) && $abdlPlay>>trying out either working for the Little Land Nursery or getting some diaper training. He said that he really strongly suggests that you check one of them out, and that if you want to look into the nursery then it’s best to head down there in the Fetish Plaza and talk to the manager. He was very insistent, but you’d only have to give it a little try to appease him. I know it might not be what you had in mind for your time in here, but spending a few hours on this could save you a lot of bother down the road dear.<<elseif $abdlPlay>>trying out working for the Little Land Nursery. He said that he really strongly suggests that you check it out, and that if you decide to look into the nursery then it’s best to head down there in the Fetish Plaza and talk to the manager. He was very insistent, but you’d only have to give it a little try to appease him. I know it might not be what you had in mind for your time in here, but spending a few hours in the nursery could save you a lot of bother down the road dear.<<elseif ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay)>>trying out some diaper training. He said that he really strongly suggests that you check it out. He was very insistent, but you’d only have to give the training a little try to appease him. I know it might not be what you had in mind for your time in here, but spending a few hours on that could save you a lot of bother down the road dear.<</if>>. Now, I know that’s a lot to take in, so if you have anything you need to ask then I’m here for you", she explains sadly, closing in on you warmly as if to comfort you. Not entirely sure how to respond, the upset looking Aunt Mildred almost right in front of you, you ask, "But, what if I don’t want to check any of that out?", trying your best not to sound obstinate or stand-offish, as you don’t want to make your carer feel any worse than she already seems to. "I’m not sure dear, he might put you on some sort of punishment detail or something like that. He’s well known for dealing harshly with ‘naughty’ trainees under his assignment. Like I mentioned earlier, I feel it might be easiest just to play along and appease him a little. That’s not too hard is it sweetheart?", she answers, patting you atop the head sweetly, if not a little condescendingly. Now cheerier than she was before, the weight of her message no longer bothering her, you watch her smile warmly to you. "But, on that point, I sadly have to be off. I’ve got so much paperwork to handle you wouldn’t believe. So, before I go I’ll need to give you that goodnight kiss to cheer me up through the evenings work", she explains, closing in on you once more. Giving you a quick hug and a chaste motherly kiss to the forehead, Aunt Mildred begins to depart, not giving you time to push for further information. "Sorry about this being such a sombre visit dear, but I’ve really got to be going. You get yourself a good night’s sleep, and if you’re ever feeling down or lonely then remember that I’ll be back around before too long. And remember, you’d probably be best checking out <<if ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay) && $abdlPlay>>some diaper training or the Little Land Nursery<<elseif $abdlPlay>>the Little Land Nursery<<elseif ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay)>>some diaper training<</if>>, though there’s no pressure from me if you don’t feel up to it. Anyway, see you later sweetheart". The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, feeling anxious about the bombshell she just dropped. Whilst it’s oddly nice to know that she’s seems to be on your side, the looming threat of punishment from some higher up in the facility doesn’t put you at ease. Taking a moment to relax yourself, you push the thoughts to the back of your mind and get back to readying yourself for sleep. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Letting herself in, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Hello dear. I’m sorry to say, but I have a personal complaint towards you from my boss. He’s disappointed about your progress here, especially seeing as you haven’t yet looked into <<if ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay) && $abdlPlay>>some diaper training or the Little Land Nursery<<elseif $abdlPlay>>the Little Land Nursery<<elseif ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay)>>some diaper training<</if>>. I haven’t seen him that cross in a long while, after all this is done I think it really might help to give it some serious consideration, mend some bridges like a good <<if $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>", explains the matronly woman in an unusually sombre tone, her expression filled with kindly warmth towards you, along with the slightest hint of worry. Passing further into the room, she takes a moment to straighten out your covers, fluffing your pillows in an almost automatic manner, her gaze turning to you as you once again become the center of her focus. A little worried by her statement, you respond, "But, Aunt Mildred, I’m going to be okay, aren’t I?", finding the situation hard to read. "Well $firstName, I think so, but I can’t be entirely sure. He’s … he’s tasked me with giving you a little punishment, so that you learn from this situation to obey orders from the people who look after you. It’s not the best situation, but at least it’s quick, and maybe you’ll feel better afterwards, like you’ve made up for being naughty", she answers absentmindedly, her hand on your back slowly ushering you over towards the bed. Sighing, she continues, "You really are very adorable, but I can’t let that stand in the way today. Now, I was left to think up what your punishment would be, and I’ve decided on something that I feel is fair but won’t be seen as too lenient. I’m going to give you 10 open handed spanks on that misbehaving tushy of yours. It might sound a little scary, but I’m here for you dear, and it’s a lot less than anything that any of my co-workers would give you", she explains sadly, patting your head softly in a comforting manner. Knowing that you don’t really have a choice, the consequences of disobeying a direct order from a facility staff member likely to be much worse, you yield to her actions, offering only a quiet, "You don’t have to", as she sits down on your bed, pulling you smoothly over her knee in a surprisingly fluid motion. Swept across her lap, you let out a short yelp, your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> pressed warmly against your soft covers. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Giving you a moment to get comfortable, slowly and with care, Aunt Mildred parts and rearranges your $currentClothing, giving her unimpeded access to your behind.<<else>> Giving you a moment to get comfortable, slowly and with care, Aunt Mildred checks you over, tutting slightly at your lack of clothing <</if>> As your <<checkAss>> bottom, clad in <<if $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>your $currentUnderwear<<else>>nothing, completely bare to the world,<</if>> waves temptingly in the air, about to receiving its punishment, you hear your carer start humming a calming melody. Expecting her to say something, you jolt forward, pressed against her thighs as her thick hand lands against your bum with a resounding crack. It sounds worse than it feels, but there’s certainly an unpleasant pang of pain to her strike. Thud, thud, thud, comes the next three strikes in rapid succession, not easing up on you. Giving your increasingly sore behind a quick rub, Aunt Mildred whispers, "We’re almost done, and you’re doing so well sweetheart", landing the next couple of spanks whilst you’re distracted listening to her. After that, she paces out the last few, making sure to give you proper time to recover between each one. You can tell that she’s trying to be gentle, her soothing coos never stopping, but that doesn’t stop your bottom from becoming increasingly sorer, likely red and irritated if anyone was to look at it. A tear threatening to loosen itself from your eye, you realize that she’s finally finished, without you really having paid attention, having pulled you up into a quick reassuring cuddle. Now cheerier than she was before, the punishment now complete and no longer bothering her, you watch her smile warmly to you. "So well behaved, and it’s all done. We hopefully won’t have to do anything like that again dear. No need to feel upset, everything’s forgiven now. I’d like to stick around longer and make sure that you settle to sleep okay, but I sadly have to be off. I’ve got to report everything to my boss and make sure he feels that everything is in order. But, before I go I’ll need to give you that goodnight kiss to cheer us both up", she explains, helping you back to your feet. Giving you a quick hug and a chaste motherly kiss to the forehead, Aunt Mildred begins to depart, not giving you time to say anything else. "Sorry about this being such an unpleasant visit dear, but I’ve really got to be going. I do hope your poor bum feels better soon. You get yourself a good night’s sleep, and you’ll be feeling right as rain before you know it. And remember, you really should check out <<if ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay) && $abdlPlay>>some diaper training or the Little Land Nursery<<elseif $abdlPlay>>the Little Land Nursery<<elseif ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay)>>some diaper training<</if>>, I wouldn’t want to see what he thinks up if you keep putting it off. Anyway, see you later sweetheart". The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, rubbing your sore behind to ease the sting. The looming threat of even greater punishment from some higher up in the facility puts you at ill ease, especially now you’ve seen the warm up act. Taking a moment to relax yourself, you push the thoughts to the back of your mind and get back to readying yourself for sleep. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

<<set $abdlTrainerForce = true>><<set $ggp += 1000>><<set $upkeep += 1000>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Letting herself in, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Hello dear. I can’t stay long, but I’ve got some bad news. It’s terrible, but after your repeated resistance regarding having a try at <<if ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay) && $abdlPlay>>some diaper training or working in the Little Land Nursery<<elseif $abdlPlay>>working in the Little Land Nursery<<elseif ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay)>>some diaper training<</if>> he got really mad. He’s decided to be extremely harsh on you, and I’m not sure what to do", explains the matronly woman in a sad tone, her eyes red and puffy, likely on the verge of tears despite their attempt at conveying a kindly warmth towards you. Concerned by her statement, a chill running down your spine, you respond, "It’ll be okay Aunt Mildred, it can’t be that bad, can it? There’s got to be something we can do!". Despite your own worries, the distinctly upset visage of your carer puts you at an even greater unease. "I’m sorry dear, I’m not sure if there is anything we can do. My boss has massively increased your daily upkeep at the facility. He even said that he wanted to get you moved on out as soon as possible. I don’t think this is what’s best for you, but until we can get things sorted your upkeep has been put up by 1000 G.G.P. per day!", she explains, closing in on you. Giving you a strong hug, placing a string of chaste motherly kisses on your forehead, Aunt Mildred continues, "I’ll miss you so much if you leave, my special dear little $firstName. It might not be much, but I managed to put together a few G.G.P. from some of staff members to help you. In total, I’ve managed to gather up 1000 G.G.P. which should cover you for one day, but after that I’m not sure what we can do. The only way I can see him undoing this is if you do what he’s said and go <<if ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay) && $abdlPlay>>get some diaper training or work in the Little Land Nursery<<elseif $abdlPlay>>work in the Little Land Nursery<<elseif ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay)>>get some diaper training<</if>>". Embracing you one last time in a long warm cuddle, her surprising strength pressing your face into her prodigious bosom, she finally let’s go. Reeling for breath, you look upon her sweet and concerned expression not sure what to say. Breaking the silence, she smiles, "I’m sure we can figure out how to make this all end okay. I know that you’re a good <<if $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, and that you’ll do the right thing. I just hope you choose the option that keeps you here a little longer. You’re just so sweet and adorable, Aunt Mildred would be saddened greatly if she didn’t have her dear $firstName to look after! I can’t stay long, as I need to get back to my boss and try and talk him down, but you get a good night sleep, the best you can. It’s important that growing <<if $femininity >= 0>>girls<<else>>boys<</if>> get enough rest. Remember, if you want to remain in the facility then your best bet is to <<if ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay) && $abdlPlay>>get some diaper training or work in the Little Land Nursery<<elseif $abdlPlay>>work in the Little Land Nursery<<elseif ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay)>>get some diaper training<</if>>, he’ll probably forgive you before it’s too late if you do. Good bye sweetheart, I hope I see you again!", and on that note she leaves with a small wave goodbye. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, feeling shocked to find out that you’re chances of staying in the facility are in dire peril. It’s nice to know that Aunt Mildred was willing to go to such lengths to give you a little more time, your room tablet displaying the increase in G.G.P. she just transferred to you. Taking a deep anxious breath, you decided that there’s nothing you can do this late, as such you get back to readying yourself for sleep. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

"Really? That’s so cool! I can’t remember the last time I got to try giving someone something as neat and unique as an udder.", cheers Jasmine as you tell her your selection, "Now, before we go into this I have to warn you, if you’re lactating then the udder will probably work. I mean, I’m not entirely certain as I’ve never done one of these before, but in theory they should work like they do for a cow. Just letting you know so your fully clued up on everything. Still, it’s not like that’s a bad thing, and everyone will be super jealous of your udder, like it’s practically a super boob, who wouldn’t love a giant jiggly extra booby". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to lie down face first. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. After a few minutes rest, Jasmine returns, a fizzing beaker in hand. "This is super simple, I think. I’ve re-checked the usage notes, and everything looks fine, even if the bubbling is a little unsettling. Don’t worry, I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic and get that I’ve totally got this handled. All I need to do is get you to drink this and then we wait, and then wait. There’ll be a tingling sensation, a bit of a rumbling sound, and then your udder will push its way out", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything matches up, there really is nothing to worry about. You will however need to take everything off, you know just so you don’t ruin any of your stuff ". Sitting up, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, instead waiting patiently for her to place them on you<</if>>. Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the fox-girl to pour the effervescing mixture down your throat, and then walk back and take a seat nearby. As the liquid bubbles its way around your stomach, causing you an intense feeling of trapped wind, the lingering sweet yet slightly creamy taste remains on your tongue for a good time longer than you might expect. Feeling a little heat and pressure building up within you, you stroke your belly soothingly, hoping to ease the minor ache that has started to discomfort you. Sadly, as your fingers stroke against it, you begin to realize that your stomach seems to be expanding outward, or at least, forward. Opening your mouth to question Jasmine over whether this is normal, you blush embarrassedly as you let out a loud burp, the pressured ache dissipating into an odd tingle. Watching the amused reaction of the store owner, you lose track of what’s happening to your waist, that is until you suddenly feel a couple of odd growths beneath your waiting hands. Nervously looking down with haste, you notice that your central stomach section has continued to expand out without you paying attention, four long nipple-like nubs extending out of it. It also seems to be oddly pink in tone, looking almost a little sore. Curious, you run your hands across it experimentally, getting used to your new udder and teats. It’s a little heavy and bulky, something that is quite easy to appreciate as you stand up, almost toppling over due to you being used to having such a weight attached to you. You get the feeling that it’s something that will take a little while to get used to, though, as you fondle your long pink teats with your fingers, giving them a quick inquisitorial squeeze, you can quickly understand why someone would be willing to have an udder, the pleasant sensation rushing through you and causing you to moan lewdly. Just from the little squeeze, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and sopping wet pussy pulse with need,<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock pulses with need,<<else>>sopping wet pussy pulses with need,<</if>> already practically at the point of climax.<<if $lactating>> Despite its fresh and new status, the jiggling fleshy orb of yours already seems to be going to work, the four elongated teats producing a steady drip of <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>> constantly flowing out of each of them.<</if>> It’s almost amazing enough that you strongly desire to continue to play with your new udder, however, knowing that you’re being watched by the fox-girl Jasmine puts a slight damper on matters. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your new udder before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Looking down you can clearly make out your large udder, the reflections in the mirror allowing you to survey the prodigiously sized fleshy growth from all angles. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]], asks Jasmine smiling.

"Really? Oh, that’s a shame! I mean I’m not against helping you get rid of it, it just seems a waste, you know? Udders are pretty rare, and they seem rather handy too. But, I guess it’s still really neat that you had one for a while at least", sighs Jasmine as you tell her your selection, "Now, before we go into this I have to warn you, your udder is pretty sensitive, so this might get a little intense. As it’s a rare modification, I’m a little unsure how to do the procedure of getting rid of it. But, don’t worry, I have the notes and it’s all pretty simple. Just, giving you the full warning, wouldn’t want you to walk into this unaware, though I’m fully confident that I can remove your udder without issue. Oh, and if you’re lactating, then it might have to expel anything that’s caught inside it. Just so you know". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to lie down face first. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. After a few minutes rest, Jasmine returns, a fizzing beaker in hand. "This is super simple, I think. I’ve re-checked the usage notes, and everything looks fine, even if the bubbling is a little unsettling. Don’t worry, I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic and get that I’ve totally got this handled. All I need to do is get you to drink this and then we wait, and then wait. There’ll be a tingling sensation, a bit of gurgling sound, and then your body will suck back in your udder and replace the skin section back to like it was before", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything matches up, there really is nothing to worry about. You will however need to take everything off, you know just so you don’t ruin any of your stuff ". Sitting up, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, instead waiting patiently for her to place them on you<</if>>. Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the fox-girl to pour the effervescing mixture down your throat, and then walk back and take a seat nearby. As the liquid bubbles its way around your stomach, causing you an intense feeling of trapped wind, the lingering sweet yet slightly creamy taste remains on your tongue for a good time longer than you might expect. Feeling a little heat and pressure building up within you, you stroke your belly soothingly, hoping to ease the minor ache that has started to discomfort you. Sadly, as your fingers stroke against it, you begin to realize that your udder seems to be becoming rather floppy, as if it was a deflating balloon. Opening your mouth to question Jasmine over whether this is normal, you blush embarrassedly as you let out a loud burp, the pressured ache dissipating into an odd tingle. Watching the amused reaction of the store owner, you lose track of what’s happening to your waist, that is until you suddenly feel the sagging udder sack slip out of your hands. Nervously looking down with haste, you notice that your stomach has started to become taught again, its colour returning to what it was before the modification. As the elongated teats stick out of your rapidly diminishing, you realize just how quickly it’s all disappearing. Curious, you run your hands across one of them experimentally, getting used to no longer having the added udder weight. It’s a little disquieting, the udder now practically gone, yet still your body still being used to its heft and differences. You get the feeling that it’s something that will take a little while to get back used to, though, as you finger where the jiggling mass used to lie, you can’t help but realize that maybe everything isn’t yet complete, a wave of pleasant sensation rushing over you. <<if $lactating>>Despite its deflation, the jiggling fleshy orb of yours must have had a lot of <<checkLactationType>> stored in it, as all of a sudden a huge torrent of <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>> flows out of the end of each of the teats, only stopping when the previous contents have finally been expelled.<</if>> Just from the little touch, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and sopping wet pussy pulse with need,<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock pulses with need,<<else>>sopping wet pussy pulses with need,<</if>> already practically at the point of climax. It’s almost amazing enough that you strongly desire to reinstate your udder, a sudden yearning to play with the teats rushing through your mind after noticing how amazing it felt once more as you made contact with its remnants. However, knowing that you’ve just had it removed for a reason you snap right out of it, pretty sure that its likely now finally been removed, the teats eventually sinking back into you with a loud slurping sound. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your now udder-less belly before walking over with a small mirror in hand, examining the spot in more detail. Looking down you can clearly make out your udder no longer exists, the reflections in the mirror allowing you to survey the spot where it once resided. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]], asks Jasmine smiling.

"Really? Wow, that sounds so awesome! I mean I put it on the shop list, but I didn’t expect anyone to ever come in and as for a marsupial pouch. Not that they’re unfashionable or anything, they’re just really unique, which makes them a perfect choice", cheers Jasmine as you tell her your selection, "Now, before we go into this I have to warn you, your pouch might be a little … sensitive. I mean, I’m not entirely certain as I’ve never done one of these before, but in theory they should similar to how they do for the marsupials who normally have them, and well, they’re surprisingly complex. It’ll also be slightly different to a normal pouch in the wild because humans are a little different biologically to kangaroos and the like, though I could only speculate on the changes. I think the biggest though will be that it won’t hide your boobs<<if $breastSize == 0>>, I mean if you had them<</if>>. Still, super cool, and if you ever start getting pregnant it could probably help you out a load!". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to lie down face first. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. After a few minutes rest, Jasmine returns, a fizzing beaker in hand. "This is super simple, I think. I’ve re-checked the usage notes, and everything looks fine, even if the bubbling is a little unsettling. Don’t worry, I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic and get that I’ve totally got this handled. All I need to do is get you to drink this and then we wait, and then wait. There’ll be a tingling sensation, a bit of a slurping sound, and then your pouch will make room for itself ", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything matches up, there really is nothing to worry about. You will however need to take everything off, you know just so you don’t ruin any of your stuff ". Sitting up, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, instead waiting patiently for her to place them on you<</if>>. Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the fox-girl to pour the effervescing mixture down your throat, and then walk back and take a seat nearby. As the liquid bubbles its way around your stomach, causing you an intense feeling of trapped wind, the lingering sweet yet slightly salty taste remains on your tongue for a good time longer than you might expect. Feeling a little heat and pressure building up within you, you stroke your belly soothingly, hoping to ease the minor ache that has started to discomfort you. Sadly, as your fingers stroke against it, you begin to realize that your stomach seems to be becoming rather floppy, as if someone stretched out your skin. Opening your mouth to question Jasmine over whether this is normal, you blush embarrassedly as you let out a loud burp, the pressured ache dissipating into an odd tingle. Watching the amused reaction of the store owner, you lose track of what’s happening to your waist, that is until you suddenly feel the strange floppy skin fold slip out of your hands. Nervously looking down with haste, you notice that your stomach has started to become taught again, a faint seam opening up along the higher end of your belly, not too far below the start of your ribcage. As it slowly forms into a small crevasse, you can clearly see a semi-involuntary tightening occurring around the rim, your growing pouch closing to protect itself from the outside. Curious, you run your hands across it experimentally, getting used to your new marsupial-like pouch. It’s a little disquieting, the pouch now in place but your body only having minorly expanded to accommodate it, likely having to have re-arranged a number of things internally to fit the secondary womb-like addition. You get the feeling that it’s something that will take a little while to get used to, though, as you finger the entrence, you can quickly understand why someone would be willing to have a pouch, the pleasant sensation rushing through you and causing you to moan lewdly. Just from the little touch, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and sopping wet pussy pulse with need,<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock pulses with need,<<else>>sopping wet pussy pulses with need,<</if>> already practically at the point of climax. It’s almost amazing enough that you strongly desire to continue to play with your new pouch, a sudden yearning to have it filled rushing through your mind after noticing how amazing it felt to have something make contact with it. However, knowing that you’re being watched by the fox-girl Jasmine puts a slight damper on matters. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your new pouch before walking over with a small mirror in hand, examining it in more detail. Looking down you can clearly make out your pouch entrance, the reflections in the mirror allowing you to survey the relatively sleek addition from all angles. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]], asks Jasmine smiling.

"Really? Oh, that’s a shame! I mean I’m not against helping you get rid of it, it just seems a waste, you know? Marsupial pouches are really rare, but I guess it’s still really cool that you had one for a while at least", sighs Jasmine as you tell her your selection, "Now, before we go into this I have to warn you, your pouch is pretty sensitive, so this might get a little intense. As it’s a rare modification, I’m a little unsure how to do the procedure of getting rid of it. But, don’t worry, I have the notes and it’s all pretty simple. Just, giving you the full warning, wouldn’t want you to walk into this unaware, though I’m fully confident that I can remove your pouch without issue". The fox-girl motions for you to follow her over to one of the sofas, where she asks you to lie down face first. While you get comfortable, she searches through a cabinet under her desk for the treatment, occasionally taking multiple items out and comparing them toward the light. Settling into the leather of the seat, you find this a lot more relaxing than the sterile clinic. After a few minutes rest, Jasmine returns, a fizzing beaker in hand. "This is super simple, I think. I’ve re-checked the usage notes, and everything looks fine, even if the bubbling is a little unsettling. Don’t worry, I’ll run you through it all so that you don’t get in a panic and get that I’ve totally got this handled. All I need to do is get you to drink this and then we wait, and then wait. There’ll be a tingling sensation, a bit of gurgling sound, and then your body will re-arrange and reclaim the space your pouch was using", she says, giving you a confident thumbs-up to reassure you, "You're in safe hands, I’ve made sure that everything matches up, there really is nothing to worry about. You will however need to take everything off, you know just so you don’t ruin any of your stuff ". Sitting up, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you pull yourself off of the sofa before you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked and ready to sit back down<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, instead waiting patiently for her to place them on you<</if>>. Your worries at least partially dealt with, you allow the fox-girl to pour the effervescing mixture down your throat, and then walk back and take a seat nearby. As the liquid bubbles its way around your stomach, causing you an intense feeling of trapped wind, the lingering sweet yet slightly salty taste remains on your tongue for a good time longer than you might expect. Feeling a little heat and pressure building up within you, you stroke your belly soothingly, hoping to ease the minor ache that has started to discomfort you. Sadly, as your fingers stroke against it, you begin to realize that your pouch seems to be becoming rather floppy, as if someone was pulling it out until it stretched all out of shape. Opening your mouth to question Jasmine over whether this is normal, you blush embarrassedly as you let out a loud burp, the pressured ache dissipating into an odd tingle. Watching the amused reaction of the store owner, you lose track of what’s happening to your waist, that is until you suddenly feel the strange floppy pouch flap slip out of your hands. Nervously looking down with haste, you notice that your stomach has started to become taught again, a faint seam opening up along the higher end of your belly all that’s left of your previous modification. As it slowly seals over, not even leaving a mark, you can’t help but feel a little strange inside as your insides re-arrange. Curious, you run your hands across it experimentally, getting used to no longer having marsupial-like pouch. It’s a little disquieting, the pouch having disappeared so quickly and easily, yet still your body still being used to its heft and differences. You get the feeling that it’s something that will take a little while to get back used to, though, as you finger where the entrance used to lie, you can’t help but realize that maybe everything isn’t yet complete, a wave of pleasant sensation rushing over you. Just from the little touch, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and sopping wet pussy pulse with need,<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock pulses with need,<<else>>sopping wet pussy pulses with need,<</if>> already practically at the point of climax. It’s almost amazing enough that you strongly desire to reinstate your pouch, a sudden yearning to have it filled rushing through your mind after noticing how amazing it felt once more as you made contact with its remnants. However, knowing that you’ve just had it removed for a reason you snap right out of it, pretty sure that its likely now finally been removed. Jasmine giggles happily as she looks on, staring at your now pouch-less belly before walking over with a small mirror in hand, examining the spot in more detail. Looking down you can clearly make out your pouch no longer exists, the reflections in the mirror allowing you to survey the spot where it once resided. [["So, everything’s good?"|Fur Life Menu]], asks Jasmine smiling.

<<set $ggp -= 100>>Finally arriving at your destination, you find yourself in a vast room. Bare except for rows and rows of dildo mounted sex devices and a large mat containing an open chest of sex toys. A wide array of women are scattered across the room, playing with their slutty pussy’s, or servicing the various devices. On the mat, a gaggle of girls sit, playing with dildos and other toys, competing on all matters of things, including who can cram the biggest toy in their hole, and who can orgasm the most. A screen next to the door lights up with the avatar of Alice. "Thank you for selecting to refine your vaginal sex skills. 100 G.G.P has been removed from your account, please wait whilst I determine the best possible training regime for your needs", her monotone voice chimes. <<if $vaginalSexSkill == 3>>"Your vaginal sex ability is already perfect, training defaults to maintaining current skill level", the AI continues after a moment pause. <</if>><<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">> "You will also need to be completely nude for this training session. Please remove all clothing and place it in the corresponding locker by the door", adds the AI officiously, a nearby locker lighting up to indicate where your possessions need to go. Following her directions, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<</if>>, placing everything in the offered locker before returning to the AI’s console.<</if>> <<if $vaginalSexSkill == 0>><<include [[Vaginal Training Trained]]>><<elseif $vaginalSexSkill == 1>><<include [[Vaginal Training Expert]]>><<elseif $vaginalSexSkill == 2>><<include [[Vaginal Training Master]]>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Vaginal Training Extra 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Vaginal Training Extra 2]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[Vaginal Training Extra 3]]>><</if>><</if>> With your training complete you clean up and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $vaginalSexSkill += 1>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 3>>"Basic vaginal sex training selected, please proceed to the play mat and become accustomed to the dildo and toy collection. Lubrication is available if necessary", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the mat, walking straight to the assorted collection of sex toys. Looking into the chest you see, piled high, a wide range of brightly coloured plastic and rubber toys. Separated down the middle, the first half seems to be comprised of normal dildos, most of which are shaped like cocks, though some of them are too large or misshapen for you to think of them as dicks, at least not human ones. The second half, however, is instead filled with a variety of other toys, ranging from little clit vibes to vibrating clips. Beside all of this sits a small cart with a large liquid tank, labelled clearly across the side as the, "Lubrication Station", though you don’t really feel that you’ll need to use it. Selecting from the box the smallest dildos you can find, only about three or four inches in length and not very girthy, you shudder a little in anticipation, knowing where they’re soon about to go. Additionally, unable to help yourself, you grab a couple of the little vibes too, deciding that you might as well enjoy yourself during your training. Your arms now laden with instruments of pleasure, you walk around the mat looking for a free spot. Deciding eventually to sit between a brunette and blonde, each with their own pile of toys in front of them, you watch on as they giggle, each grabbing a large dildo in hand. Suddenly and with great finesse, they flip over into a kneeling position, their joy-filled faces pressed against the floor. Now properly positioned, you gaze on in embarrassed fascination as they ram the bulbous toys straight into their already gaping cunts, lewd squelches accompanying sounding out as their dildos sink deeply within them. Taking your own faux-cock in hand you slowly run your hand over it, getting used to the rubbery texture, whilst also getting used to its size and heft. Striking a similar doggy-style-like pose on the shockingly comfortable mat, your knees sinking slightly into it, you rest your own cheek against its cool surface. One hand holding the dildo, and your other delicately pulling apart your <<checkAss>> bum cheeks to give you better access, you gulp slightly as you ready yourself to make the plunge, so to speak. "Do you want a hand?", you hear from the blonde beside you, "Practicing doggy style can be a lot of fun, but it can sometimes be pretty tricky to get in the first time. You really have to arch your back into it and pushing your bum back into your partner helps to make it feel better for both of you. Could probably do with trying with a couple of fingers first too, just to get yourself warmed up. It makes it much easier to go straight for a deep penetration, and you get added benefit of not needing to get any lube". Looking over at the girl, still in her submissive position beside you, you take a moment to think matters over. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Nodding happily, you watch her eyes light up as she gets up, gesturing to the brunette on the other side of you. As they walk away, heading purposely in front of you, can’t help but laugh a little at them not having removed the giant dildos from their own pussy’s before leaving. "We’re back!", laughs the brunette, "And we bring gifts too!", depositing another large pile of toys before you. To your shock some of them seem much larger than you’d want to try, though you get the feeling that the girls might be pranking you with those going by the stifled giggles they offer when you spot them. Listening on to the continuing advice they give, you jump a little as a wet sensation begins tracing circles around the opening to your pussy. You guess that it’s likely the blonde’s tongue, as the brunette is lying down before you, moving in to make out with you passionately while you’re distracted. The feminine taste of the other girl’s cherry lip balm luxuriously filling your senses, you let out a small muffled disappointed groan as the girl licking your pussy, seemingly pleased with your current wetness, decides to stop pleasuring you. Thankfully your disappointment is short lived, as with a quiet buzzing hum, you feel contact against both your delicate clit and within your cunt, the blonde cheekily playing with both at the same time. It feels kind of overwhelming to be overcome with so much sensation all at once, but your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, pulsing hotly with budding need. And so, you all carry on. The two girls taking turns to slowly work their fingers and toys in and out of your feminine depths, eventually trying with a slightly larger dildo to help stretch you out further. After all the work up, you feel like you can certainly handle both girthier and longer insertions easier, the original tiny dildos entering you with ease. It’s a strange feeling, being so satiated with sexual pleasure, but following advice from your helpers you’re assured that you’ll stop feeling so raw and oversensitive down there in a little while.<<else>>Shaking your head, not wanting to have the girls ‘help’ you with your vaginal training, you watch as the blonde girl looks a little sad. "Okay. But, you could probably do with some advice still", offers the brunette from the other side of you. "You’ll really want to take things slowly. Properly preparing your vagina is important, you don’t want anything going up there until it’s wet and relaxed, otherwise you can get pretty sore. Though, the treatment we all got coming in here really does help things out a lot in keeping you constantly soaked and horny. You can certainly fuck without it, it’s just better for you if you’re properly prepared first, some of the clients you can get are idiots or massive jerks and they don’t take the time to build you up with foreplay". Listening on to the continuing advice, you resume your previous actions, taking the hint to slowly and carefully start your entry with one of your fingers first. Your cunt is thankfully already pretty wet, but it’s still a bit of struggle to get more than one or two in your feminine hole due to how tight you are. It feels kind of weird to be playing with yourself so openly, but your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are <<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, fluttering with budding need. And so, you carry on. Slowly working your finger in and out of your hot cunt, eventually moving onto playing with the dildos to help stretch you out further. After all the work up, the thin and short dildo collection, is surprisingly easy to insert, bottoming out in you without a single issue. Playing with your delicate clit at the same time, you have some amazing orgasm, the mini clit vibes proving to be especially potent. It’s a strange feeling, being so satiated with sexual pleasure, but following advice from your helpers you’re assured that you’ll stop feeling so raw and oversensitive down there in a little while.<</if>> Thanks to the advice from the two pussy sluts, you find you quickly start to get more used to vaginal intrusions. By the end of your allotted time you've tried out a number of smaller dildos and other toys of various types, your cunt now much better trained in how to interact with them. In fact, after all the usage your pussy gapes slightly for a few minutes, winking open and closed as you wait for it to return to normal.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $vaginalSexSkill += 1>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 5>>"Intermediate vaginal sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it’s a motorised dildo with a kneeling pad on the floor in front of it. "Please kneel on the kneeling pad facing away from the dildo so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, catching you by surprise as you can’t see any terminals nearby. "My voice is being transmitted through the machine $firstName, I can see you through a camera in the training device. With me talking to you as I operate the machine, it is almost like I am your sexual partner. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your current questions answered, you kneel down on the pad, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The pad is soft beneath you, sinking slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the dildo and spread your labia in preparation for vaginal penetration", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you pull apart your feminine petals, ready to practice your vaginal sex skills. The dildo slowly makes its way forwards, gently and shallowly pushing its way into your waiting cunt, before making its languid retreat, its surface slippery with a generous coating of your juices. For a while this is repeated, the dildo increasing in speed slowly, each time penetrating you slightly deeper, but never pushing too hard or too fast for you to cope with. It aches a little as it brushes your cervix at its most extended state, but that’s to be expected when you’re so new to this, the minor pain soothed thanks to cooling gel that occasionally spurts from the dildos tip. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel great. Training increase initiated", states your AI companion. Strangely, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. Almost immediately the dildo picks up in speed once again, pressing forward into your cunt even deeper than previously. You moan slightly as the motorised cock bottoms out on you, making you feel incredibly full, but by now you’ve got more used to it, relaxed enough to take it further in that you would have previously though. It feels kind of unusual to be filled there in such a manner, but your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, coursing with arousal beneath you. "You need to start tensing and untensing your pussy against the dildo to massage it. It’s a little more work, but your partners will appreciate the extra effort, and will likely go easier on you if you want them to", directs Alice, helpfully. Heeding the advice, next time the dildo arm pushes its way in you, you try to clamp your vaginal muscles down, giving it a quick squeeze. It’s difficult, and a little tiring, however, you can see why someone might like the extra attention that you’re learning to give. For the next couple of hours you continue on trying to improve your vaginal sex ability, making progress under the steady tutelage of Alice. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "making her feel good", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<cumVagina 0>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $vaginalSexSkill += 1>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 10>>"Expert vaginal sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it’s a semicircle of motorised dildos with a kneeling pad on the floor in the middle of them. Oddly, other than there being more of them it looks the same as last time to your slight disappointment. "Please kneel on the kneeling pad facing away from the central dildo so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, no longer catching you by surprise as it did the first time. "As you know my voice is being transmitted through the machines $firstName, I can see you through the cameras in the training devices. With me talking to you as I operate the machines, it is almost like I am your sexual partners, all of them. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your directions given, you kneel down on the pad, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The pad is soft beneath you, sinking slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the dildo and spread your labia in preparation for vaginal penetration. For now you don’t need to concern yourself with the additional machines", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you pull apart your feminine petals, ready to practice your vaginal sex skills. Still, you can’t shake the feeling that you’re just being given the intermediate training again, though your hopes are lifted a little by the extra fucking machines in this training station. The dildo slowly makes its way forwards, way too slowly for your preferences, gently yet insistently penetrating your pussy, certainly too shallowly to do anything more than tease and edge you. Sighing in mock boredom as it makes its languid retreat, you wonder if maybe it’s too thin for your well-trained cunt, the penetration occurring with very little friction. It’s still nice, but you yearn for something more to fill you. Frustrated by the simple fucking, you call out to Alice, "Come on Alice, can’t you make it go faster at least? I can take way more!", desperate for a harder ravaging of your needy cunt. Sadly, you’re not sure if the AI is even listening, the only possible response being a quiet, 'bing', sound. For a while this is repeated, the dildo increasing in speed slowly, each time penetrating you slightly deeper. Needing something more, you frantically push back against it, taking in a more extensive portion of dildo, but it still feels too small for your liking. It barely rubs your hidden pleasure spots, frustrating you without giving you the relief you desire, but that’s somewhat to be expected when you take into account just how much you’ve previously stretched out your cunt hole. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel great. Training increase initiated", states your AI companion. Strangely, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. Almost immediately the dildo picks up in speed, pressing forward into your lusty cunt much deeper than previously. You moan lewdly as the motorised cock bottoms out on you, making you feel nicely full, but you were still hoping for something more. That’s when it finally happens. Whirring from behind you, you look over your shoulder to discover the source of the sound, gasping in awe at what you see. Emerging from the hole beside the dildo currently reaming your slutty rear is a second dildo. It doesn’t make any contact with you, but it looks thicker, and you get the feeling that it isn’t just for show. Confirming your suspicious, Alice announces, "Your current task is to learn how to entertain multiple clients at the same time with your vagina. You will need to share your time between the various machines, doing your best to bring each of them to the point of cumming. Each of the devices is fitted with sensors and a fake cum reserve, so you will need to work hard if you are to succeed. Good luck trainee $firstName". Feeling a cheeky smile cross your face, enjoying the sound of your challenge, you pull yourself off of the dildo currently lodged in your cunt with a loud wet slurp, twisting just enough to realign yourself with the new, much more intense looking mechanical partner. Ramming yourself backwards, you moan with lewd abandon, lost in the pleasure of finally having something sizable within you after all the previous teasing. Your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, coursing with arousal beneath you that eventually builds up into a messy orgasm. Your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> puddling beneath you as you wantonly screw yourself on the machine cock with your worn-out vagina, you can’t help but have a second quick orgasm as you arouse yourself over how naughty this all is. For the next couple of hours, you continue on trying to satisfy all of the machines simultaneously, more turning on as time goes by. Your cunt well and truly filled to the brim with the fake cum, you find yourself making progress under the steady encouragement of Alice. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "Being such a slutty pussy whore", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming. Catching a look at yourself in a mirror as you get up from the device, you can see your vagina is a gaping wide, your pussy lips open allowing anyone who looks to see far into its depths, cum flooding out of it as you stand. You blush heavily as you think about all the people who’ve just seen the evidence of what a vaginal whore you are, the shame of it all bringing a sharp burst of arousal to you, in turn only increasing your shame.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 5>>"Basic vaginal sex training selected, please proceed to the play mat and become accustomed to the dildo and toy collection. Lubrication is available if necessary", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the mat, walking straight to the assorted collection of sex toys. Looking into the chest you see, piled high, a wide range of brightly coloured plastic and rubber toys. Separated down the middle, the first half seems to be comprised of normal dildos, most of which are shaped like cocks, though some of them are too large or misshapen for you to think of them as dicks, at least not human ones. The second half, however, is instead filled with a variety of other toys, ranging from little clit vibes to vibrating clips. Beside all of this sits a small cart with a large liquid tank, labelled clearly across the side as the, "Lubrication Station", though you don’t really feel that you’ll need to use it. Still, the sight of all those instruments of pleasure fills you with an unbidden joy, subconsciously making your drool a little. Selecting from the box the largest dildos you can find, about eight to twelve inches in length and about as girthy as your wrist, you shudder a little in anticipation, knowing where they’re soon about to go. Additionally, unable to help yourself, you grab a couple of the little vibes too, along with a pussy pump, deciding that you might as well have yourself as much fun as you can during your training. Your arms now laden with instruments of pleasure, you walk around the mat looking for a free spot. Deciding eventually to sit between a brunette and blonde, each with their own pile of toys in front of them, you watch on as they giggle, each grabbing a large dildo in hand. Suddenly and with great finesse, they flip over into a kneeling position, their joy-filled faces pressed against the floor. Now properly positioned, you gaze on in embarrassed fascination as they ram the bulbous toys straight into their already gaping cunts, lewd squelches accompanying sounding out as their dildos sink deeply within them. Taking your own faux-cock in hand you slowly run your hand over it, caressing it lovingly, smiling excitedly as you measure its size and considerable heft. Striking a similar doggy-style-like pose on the wonderfully comfortable mat, your knees sinking slightly into it, you rest your own cheek against its cool surface. One hand holding the dildo, and your other delicately pulling apart your <<checkAss>> bum cheeks to give you better access, you inhale a deep breath in anticipation as you ready yourself to make the plunge, so to speak. "Ooo, wow, that’s pretty huge!", you hear giggled from the blonde beside you, "It’s like you’re getting fucked by a horse cock or something! It’s making me so horny! Could I maybe … help a little? Your pussy just looks so amazing!", she adds in awe, watching the show you’re putting on with delight. Looking over at the girl, still in her submissive position beside you, you take a moment to think matters over. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Nodding happily, you watch her eyes light up as she gets up, gesturing to the brunette on the other side of you. As they walk away, heading purposely in front of you, can’t help but laugh a little at them not having removed the giant dildos from their own pussy’s before leaving. Of course, your own toy is even bigger than their own, truly the tool of someone who has fully mastered vaginal-play. "We’re back!", laughs the brunette, "And we bring gifts too!", depositing another large pile of toys before you. Grinning wantonly, you look forward to what the two helpers have in mind, all three of you biting your lips in arousal. Listening on to the continuing praise they give, you jump a little as a wet sensation begins tracing circles around the opening to your pussy. You guess that it’s likely the blonde’s tongue, as the brunette is lying down before you, moving in to make out with you passionately while you’re distracted. The feminine taste of the other girl’s cherry lip balm luxuriously filling your senses, you let out a small muffled disappointed groan as the girl licking your pussy, seemingly pleased with your current wetness, decides to stop pleasuring you. Thankfully your disappointment is short lived, as with a quiet buzzing hum, you feel contact against both your delicate clit and within your cunt, the blonde cheekily playing with both at the same time. A girthy vibrator in your fuck-hole, and a powerful butterfly shaped vibrator strapped down over your delicate bud, you pant like a dog in heat, loving every moment of their attention. It feels kind of overwhelming to be overcome with so much sensation all at once despite being so used to it, but your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, pulsing hotly with budding need. And so, you all carry on. The two girls taking turns to work their fingers, fists and toys in and out of your feminine depths, eventually trying with the largest dildos they can find to test just how far you can stretch. After all the work up, you feel like you can likely handle girthier and longer insertions wondering what it’d be like to have someone attempt to put two dildos inside you at once. It’s a strange feeling, being so satiated with sexual pleasure, but you’ve certainly grown to love feeling raw and oversensitive down there. Better yet, you even got to test out the pussy pump, watching as your labia puffed up to an incredible size, even more oversensitive than ever.<<else>>Shaking your head, not wanting to have the girls ‘help’ you with your vaginal training, you watch as the blonde girl looks a little sad. "Okay. But, I’d still love to watch", offers the brunette from the other side of you. "You’ll really good at this. Your anus is practically gasping with need, like it has a mind of its own. I totally want to see how big a toy you can manage to slot back there". Listening on to the continuing adulation, you resume your previous actions, taking the time to slowly and carefully start your entry with one of your fingers first. Your cunt is of course already sopping wet wet, but it’s still a task to fit more than a few fingers in at first. Though, relaxing your pussy, you soon are at the point where you can really start inserting something big in there. It feels kind of great to be playing with yourself so openly, and your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are <<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, fluttering with budding need as your whole fist slips within the confines of your hungry slutty hole. And so, you carry on. The two girls watch in awe as you fist yourself like a wanton whore, eventually combining the fisting with a vibe on your clit, and even giving the pussy pump a try. After all the work you’ve put into it in the past, the large dildos and your fists are easy to insert, bottoming out in you without a single issue. Playing with your delicate clit lewdly to your astonished onlookers you have some amazing orgasm, the butterfly clit vibes proving to be especially potent. It’s a strange feeling, being so satiated with sexual pleasure, but you’ve certainly grown to love feeling raw and oversensitive down there.<</if>> Thanks to the company from the two pussy sluts, you find yourself having a very enjoyable time, further practicing your vaginal skills. By the end of your allotted time you've tried out a number of prodigious dildos and of all shapes and sizes, your whorish cunt able to take even the greatest of insertions. In fact, after all the usage your pussy gapes significantly for a while, winking open and closed at the other trainees as you wait for it to return to normal, letting them see all the way up to your cervix.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 10>>"Intermediate vaginal sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it’s a motorised dildo with a kneeling pad on the floor in front of it. "Please kneel on the kneeling pad facing away from the dildo so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, no longer catching you by surprise as it did the first time. "My voice is being transmitted through the machine $firstName, I can see you through a camera in the training device. With me talking to you as I operate the machine, it is almost like I am your sexual partner. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your current questions answered, you kneel down on the pad, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The pad is soft beneath you, sinking slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the dildo and spread your labia in preparation for vaginal penetration", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you pull apart your feminine petals, ready to practice your vaginal sex skills. The dildo slowly makes its way forwards, gently and shallowly pushing its way into your waiting cunt. Sadly, it’s just too small for your liking, neither long nor girthy enough to really do anything more than tease you. Sighing with mock boredom as it makes its languid retreat, you wonder if its surface coated with a generous coating of your sloppy juices could be a little more interesting if it was knobbly or had a different shape to it. For a while this is repeated, the dildo increasing in speed slowly, each time penetrating you slightly deeper, but never pushing hard or fast enough to truly interest you. It aches a little as it brushes your cervix at its most extended state, but that’s no longer surprising or entertaining to you, the minor pain almost immediately soothed due to cooling gel that occasionally spurts from the dildos tip. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel great. Training increase initiated", states your AI companion. Strangely, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. Almost immediately the dildo picks up in speed once again, pressing forward into your cunt even deeper than previously, finally catching your attention. You moan slightly as the motorised cock bottoms out on you, making you feel incredibly full, but by now you’re used to this sort of treatment. Better yet, much to your delight, the dildo actually starts to inflate, its girth becoming a lot more interesting to you, especially in its position lodged far within your pussy. It feels kind of amazing to be filled there in such a manner, your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, coursing with arousal beneath you. "You’re a true master of vaginal sex $firstName. Your ability to take on even the highest training settings is truly astounding", praises Alice, helpfully. Smiling at her comments you pant with need, getting the hard fucking you were desperately needing. It’s great, you even find yourself becoming a little sore from the intrusion, much to your delighted surprise. For the next couple of hours you continue on exercising your vaginal sex ability, enjoying the steady praise from Alice. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "Making her feel good", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<cumVagina 0>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 10>>"Expert vaginal sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it’s a semicircle of motorised dildos with a kneeling pad on the floor in the middle of them. Gratefully remembering that despite outward appearances, the machine is a lot more interesting when used for expert training sessions. "Please kneel on the kneeling pad facing away from the central dildo so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, no longer catching you by surprise as it did the first time. "As you know my voice is being transmitted through the machines $firstName, I can see you through the cameras in the training devices. With me talking to you as I operate the machines, it is almost like I am your sexual partners, all of them. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your directions given, you kneel down on the pad, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The pad is soft beneath you, sinking slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the dildo and spread your labia in preparation for vaginal penetration. For now you don’t need to concern yourself with the additional machines", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you pull apart your feminine petals, ready to practice your vaginal sex skills. Feeling so excited with the anticipation for what is about to come, you have real issues staying still, practically bouncing in your odd position, but you manage to just about stay in place, knowing how great this is going to be. The dildo slowly makes its way forwards, way too slowly for your preferences, gently yet insistently penetrating your pussy, certainly too shallowly to do anything more than tease and edge you. Sighing in mock boredom as it makes its languid retreat, you wonder if maybe it’s too thin for your well-trained cunt, the penetration occurring with very little friction. It’s still nice, but you yearn for something more to fill you, and you’re pretty sure you’re going to get what you’re looking for. Frustrated by the simple fucking and wanting the full course, you call out to Alice, "Come on Alice, can’t you make it go faster at least? I can take way more!", desperate for a harder ravaging of your needy cunt. Sadly, you’re not sure if the AI is even listening, the only possible response being a quiet, 'bing', sound. For a while this is repeated, the dildo increasing in speed slowly, each time penetrating you slightly deeper. Needing something more, you frantically push back against it, taking in a more extensive portion of dildo, but it still feels too small for your liking. It barely rubs your hidden pleasure spots, frustrating you without giving you the relief you desire, but that’s somewhat to be expected when you take into account just how much you’ve previously stretched out your cunt hole. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel great. Training increase initiated", states your AI companion. Strangely, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. Almost immediately the dildo picks up in speed, pressing forward into your lusty cunt much deeper than previously. You moan lewdly as the motorised cock bottoms out on you, making you feel nicely full, but you were still hoping for something more. That’s when what you’ve been longing for finally happens. Whirring from behind you, you look over your shoulder to discover the source of the sound, gasping in delight at what you see. Just as you’d hoped, emerging from the hole beside the dildo currently reaming your slutty rear is a second dildo. It doesn’t make any contact with you, but it looks thicker, and you know from previous experience that it isn’t just for show. Confirming your suspicious, Alice announces, "Your current task is to learn how to entertain multiple clients at the same time with your vagina. You will need to share your time between the various machines, doing your best to bring each of them to the point of cumming. Each of the devices is fitted with sensors and a fake cum reserve, so you will need to work hard if you are to succeed. Good luck trainee $firstName". Feeling a cheeky smile cross your face, enjoying the sound of your challenge, you pull yourself off of the dildo currently lodged in your cunt with a loud wet slurp, twisting just enough to realign yourself with the new, much more intense looking mechanical partner. Ramming yourself backwards, you moan with lewd abandon, lost in the pleasure of finally having something sizable within you after all the previous teasing. Your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>>pussy is<</if>> certainly appreciative, coursing with arousal beneath you that eventually builds up into a messy orgasm. Your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> puddling beneath you as you wantonly screw yourself on the machine cock with your worn-out vagina, you can’t help but have a second quick orgasm as you arouse yourself over how naughty this all is. That’s when it gets even better! Emerging just from above the current cock, angled down slightly so it aims at the same spot, a second thick rod emerges. Eyes wide with rapturous delight, you do your best to accommodate it into your giant ruined pussy too, wincing a little at just how much it stretches out your remarkably worn cunt. Still, it’s beautiful, two huge cocks pumping into your whore cunt at the same time, fulfilling a fantasy you never realized you had before today. You’re in bliss! For the next couple of hours, you continue on trying to satisfy all of the machines simultaneously, more turning on as time goes by. Your cunt well and truly filled to the brim with the fake cum, you find yourself enjoying a steady stream of praise from Alice.. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "Being such a slutty pussy whore", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming. Catching a look at yourself in a mirror as you get up from the device, you can see your vagina is a gaping wide, your pussy lips open allowing anyone who looks to see far into its depths, cum flooding out of it as you stand. You blush heavily as you think about all the people who’ve just seen the evidence of what a vaginal whore you are, the shame of it all bringing a sharp burst of arousal to you, in turn only increasing your shame.

<<set $ggp -= 100>>Finally arriving at your destination, you find yourself in a vast room. Bare except for rows and rows of strange devices resembling flesh-lights embedded in walls, and a large mat containing an open chest of sex toys. Beside the chest of sex toys, you also notice a small cart, filled with paper tissues and lubricant bottles, a waste bin fitted on the side looking heavily used. Meanwhile, a wide array of men are scattered across the room, playing with their cocks, or servicing the various devices. On the mat, a group of men sit, playing with handheld flesh-lights, other toys, and their own hands, competing on all matters of things, including who can last the longest without cumming, and who can cum the most. A screen next to the door lights up with the avatar of Alice. "Thank you for selecting to refine your penile sex skills. 100 G.G.P has been removed from your account, please wait whilst I determine the best possible training regime for your needs", her monotone voice chimes. <<if $penisSexSkill == 3>>"Your penile sex ability is already perfect, training defaults to maintaining current skill level", the AI continues after a moment pause. <</if>><<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">> "You will also need to be completely nude for this training session. Please remove all clothing and place it in the corresponding locker by the door", adds the AI officiously, a nearby locker lighting up to indicate where your possessions need to go. Following her directions, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<</if>>, placing everything in the offered locker before returning to the AI’s console.<</if>> <<if $penisSexSkill == 0>><<include [[Penis Training Trained]]>><<elseif $penisSexSkill == 1>><<include [[Penis Training Expert]]>><<elseif $penisSexSkill == 2>><<include [[Penis Training Master]]>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Penis Training Extra 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Penis Training Extra 2]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[Penis Training Extra 3]]>><</if>><</if>> With your training complete you clean up and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $penisSexSkill += 1>><<set $timesFuckedPussy += 5>>"Intermediate penile sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it the device resembles a gloryhole with a complicated fleshlight within it, a pair of handles above it to give you something to hold on to. "Please stand facing the hole directly in front of it so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, catching you by surprise as you can’t see any terminals nearby. "My voice is being transmitted through the machine $firstName, I can see you through a camera in the training device. With me talking to you as I operate the machine, it is almost like I am your sexual partner. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your current questions answered, you walk over to the mentioned spot in front of the hole, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The floor is soft beneath your feet, causing you to sink slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the glory hole and insert your penis into the training device, then wait for the next command", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you take a moment to get semi-erect, putting you <<checkPenis>> cock into the awaiting opening, ready to practice your penile sex skills. The slick insides of the device hugging your member, you let out a slight moan as it begins to gently massage your dick, vibrating and undulating as if it were alive. In fact, the warm soft inside of the gloryhole very much feels as if it could be a real pussy, even emitting a feminine musk much to your surprised worry. For a while this is repeated, and it feels great, but your ardour eventually begins to get the best of you, causing you to subconsciously begin shifting forward and back, the friction upon your rod causing you intense pleasure. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel great. Training increase initiated. Your new task now that you have acclimated to the gloryhole is to bring the device to orgasm. Do not worry though, this device is entirely mechanical, and any such reaction is entirely simulated", states your AI companion. Strangely, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. Before your eyes, a small screen emerges from the front of the wall, previously concealed as if nothing was there at all. Multicoloured bars, labelled with various ‘stats’ cover what the current state of the training device is, listing everything from tiredness to soreness. As it goes, it doesn’t seem like you’re doing too badly so far, the faux-cunt apparently happy in most every category. Smiling a little at your abilities, you continue to rut yourself against the gloryhole, taking a firm hold of the two available handholds so that you can truly pick up the pace. Your dick embraced by the wonderful reactions of the device, you can’t help but acknowledge just how great it feels. Pushing the wall-pussy to an easy orgasm, you own <<if $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock is<</if>> certainly appreciative, brought to orgasm too by the device as it milks dick in the way only an orgasm can, causing you to unload a torrent of your cum deep into its confines. "Well done $firstName! You managed to bring the device to orgasm on level one. However, you still have a lot you can improve on. Keeping track of the most responsive locations can allow you to achieve your goal much easier, experiment and figure out which spots work best for your partner", directs Alice, helpfully. Heeding the advice, as the screen resets, you try to shift your position a little, pressing your penis more firmly against the top wall of the vagina. It’s a bit difficult at first, and a little tiring, however, you can already see that your exploration is paying off, the vagina reacting much more favourably this time. For the next couple of hours, you continue on trying to improve your penile sex ability, making progress under the steady tutelage of Alice. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "Making her feel good", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $penisSexSkill += 1>><<set $timesFuckedPussy += 10>>"Expert penile sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine. Observing it, the device resembles a gloryhole with a complicated fleshlight within it, a pair of handles above it to give you something to hold on to. Additionally, a small screen you’ve previously seen resides above it, previously concealed at the start of your first visit. Multicoloured bars, labelled with various ‘stats’ cover what the current state of the training device is, listing everything from tiredness to soreness."Please stand facing the hole directly in front of it so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, no longer catching you by surprise as it did the first time. "My voice is being transmitted through the machine $firstName, I can see you through a camera in the training device. With me talking to you as I operate the machine, it is almost like I am your sexual partner. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your current questions answered, you walk over to the mentioned spot in front of the hole, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The floor is soft beneath your feet, causing you to sink slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the glory hole and insert your penis into the training device, begin to practice usage, then wait for the next command", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you take a moment to get semi-erect, putting you <<checkPenis>> cock into the awaiting opening, ready to practice your penile sex skills. The slick insides of the device hugging your member, you let out a slight moan as it begins to gently massage your dick, vibrating and undulating as if it were alive. In fact, the warm soft inside of the gloryhole very much feels as if it could be a real pussy, even emitting a feminine musk, only revving you up even more. For a small while you revel in the wonderous sensation of just letting the device do its job, and it feels great, but your well-trained ardour eventually begins to get the best of you, causing you to subconsciously begin shifting forward and back, the friction upon your rod causing you intense pleasure. The screen above it all the time taking note of your skilled movements, indicating heavily that you’re obviously already an expert at penile techniques. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel great. Training increase initiated. Your new task now that you have re-acclimated to the gloryhole is to manage fucking multiple partners simultaneously. Do not worry though, the devices are entirely mechanical, and any such reaction is entirely simulated", states your AI companion. Strangely, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. Before your eyes, another two sets of gloryholes, screens and handles emerge from the wall either side of you, in total now giving you three partners to handle. The screen directly in front of you shows that that one is being well treated, but you’re not entirely sure how you’ll deal with the other two at the same time. Still, sure of your abilities, you pull out, shifting with only a slight fumble into the left-hand hole, taking a firm hold of the two available handholds so that you can truly show the device the depth of your abilities. Your dick embraced by the wonderful reactions of the device, you can’t help but acknowledge just how great it feels, maybe even better than the first. Pushing the wall-pussy to a quick yet powerful orgasm, you own <<if $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock is<</if>> certainly appreciative, finally brought to orgasm too by the device as it milks dick in the way only an orgasm can, causing you to unload a torrent of your cum deep into its confines. Thankfully, your recovery time is such that you’re soon able to shift back to the last unused hole. "Well done $firstName! You’re doing great! However, you would certainly benefit from practicing your rapid penile insertions for these sorts of situations. Being able to accurately penetrate your partner in a hurry is a very important skill. Further, you may want to hold back from cumming if you’re dealing with multiple partners, or else you may leave one of the later ones unfulfilled", explains Alice, advising you slowly on how to improve your technique. Shifting your position a little and taking a deep breath, you attempt to push into one of the holes without guiding it in with your hands, seeing if you can figure out a good position to do so. It is a bit difficult the first time you try, and a little tiring, however, the technique will obviously save you a lot of time, and as the bars begin to fill-up even quicker you wonder momentarily if you might really be able to please a whole bunch of people with just your dick. For the next couple of hours, you continue on trying to training your penile sex ability, enjoying the steady stream of advice from Alice. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "Making her feel good", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming. Catching a look at yourself in a mirror as you get up from the device, you can see your cock is still painfully erect, its length flexing as if it had a mind of its own, pre-cum flooding out of the tip as you stand. You blush heavily as you think about all the people who’ve just seen the evidence of how dick focused you are, the shame of it all bringing a sharp burst of arousal to you, in turn only increasing your shame.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $penisSexSkill += 1>><<set $timesMasturbated += 3>>"Basic penile sex training selected, please proceed to the play mat and become accustomed to the fleshlight and toy collection. Lubrication is available if necessary", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the mat, walking straight to the assorted collection of sex toys. Looking into the chest you see, piled high, a wide range of brightly coloured plastic and rubber toy and cock sheathes. Separated down the middle, the first half seems to be comprised of normal fleshlights, most of which are cylindrical with vagina like openings, though some of them are a little different, either shaped like ass holes or more exotic orifices, some of which don’t look entirely human. The second half, however, is instead filled with a variety of other toys, ranging from little vibes to vibrating cock rings. Beside all of this sits a small cart with a large liquid tank, labelled clearly across the side as the, "Lubrication Station", which could be handy given all the wanking your about to undertake. Selecting from the box a nice-looking couple of standard vaginal fleshlights, rubbery and without any special features, you shudder a little in anticipation, knowing what you’re soon about to do with them. Additionally, unable to help yourself, you grab a vibrating cock ring out of curiosity, tempted to give it a test if you find the time. Your arms now laden with instruments of pleasure, you walk around the mat looking for a free spot, only stopping briefly to fill squirt a little lube into the fleshlights for later. Deciding eventually to sit between a brunette and blonde man, each with their own pile of toys in front of them, you watch on as they grunt at one another, each picking up a long masturbatory cylinder. Suddenly, with a quick nod, the both of them ram the toys down to sheath their extensive and girthy dicks, proceeding to masturbate furiously, loud squelches of lube-coated dicks penetrating rubber filling the air. Taking one of your own fleshlights in hand, you look it over, trying to get used to the size and heft of the tube, even going so far as to stick one of your fingers inside it to check out how it feels. Leaning back a bit, your legs spread wide, you run your hand across your <<checkPenis>> cock, giving it a few tentative pumps to get it hard. Closing your eyes, feeling more than a little awkward about touching yourself in front of so many people<<if $exhibitionismSkill >0>>, even your exhibitionism training not preparing you to be part of such a strange public and group masturbation session<</if>>, you manage to get a semi-erection going, albeit a little slowly. Letting out a little sigh of relief, you slowly allow the fleshlight to envelop your penis, your nervous sighs soon shifting into a stifled moan. "Hey bro! Do you want some help?", you hear from the muscular blonde beside you, "Me and my buddy have been doing this stuff a while, so we have a few tips if you’re up for them. Like, you don’t need the lube if you work yourself up well enough first, after the treatment your cock makes some pretty awesome pre-cum, so make use of it and you won’t have to spoil them moment. Oh, and like, if you’re having trouble with your staying power, then knocking one out beforehand can totally help. You’ll be a bit tender down there, but you won’t blow your load too quickly and annoy your partner". Looking over at the guy, still wanking of manically beside you, you take a moment to think matters over. <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>Nodding happily, you watch his eyes light up as he gets up, gesturing to the muscular brunette on the other side of you. As they walk away, heading purposely in front of you, can’t help but laugh a little at them not having removed their fleshlights, still pumping their giant cocks as they leave. "We’re back bro!", laughs the brunette, "And we got some stuff too!", depositing some extra toys before you. To your shock some of them look pretty odd and menacing, though you get the feeling that the guy might be pranking you with those going by the fist bump the perform together once your look up at them. Listening on to the continuing advice they give, you jump a little as cold air makes contact with your wet <<checkPenis>> cock. To your surprise though, your cock soon feels a lot warmer, something large and soft now touching it. Slightly distracted, you look down, spotting that the blonde man seems to have removed your fleshlight, having wrapped his fingers around your semi erect rod instead. The muscular brunette, however, is sitting beside you, moving in to make out with you passionately while you’re off balance from his friends movements. The masculine taste of the other man’s tongue entangling with your own dominating your senses, you let out a wide eyed moan as the one holding your dick, seemingly pleased with your current hardness, decides to actually start wanking you off. It feels kind of overwhelming to be overcome with so much sensation all at once, but your <<if $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock is<</if>> certainly appreciative, pulsing hotly with budding need. And so, you all carry on, the two hunks taking turns to rub your wanting length, eventually moving on to helping you try out a few basic toys. After all the work up, you feel ready to blow the moment they’ll let you, but instead they help show you when to stop if you want to resist cumming. It’s a strange feeling, being so pent up with sexual desire, but following advice from your helpers you’re assured that you’ll be able to prolong sex for longer now.<<else>>Shaking your head, not wanting to have the guys ‘help’ you with your penile training, you watch as the muscle bound blonde man looks a little sad. "Sure bro, like, whatever you want. But, you could probably do with some advice still", offers the brunette from the other side of you. "You’ll really want to get yourself more revved up before you start. Going in too soft can be really hard work, and it means you’ll have a harder time keeping yourself lodged far enough inside your partner. Though, the treatment we all got coming in here really does help things out a lot in keeping you constantly horny and rock hard. Like, you can start without being one-hundred-percent, it’s just better for you if you’re properly prepared first, some of the clients you can get are pretty demanding, and you don’t want to hurt yourself or annoy them". Listening on to the continuing advice, you resume your previous actions, taking the hint to spend a moment to think sexy thoughts and get yourself fully erect before continuing on with your fleshlight. Your cock is already bursting with need barely after you’ve started, but part of the reason for this training to practice your staying power, so instead you make sure to stop whenever you feel close to cumming. It feels kind of overwhelming to be overcome with so much sensation as you edge yourself, but your <<if $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock is<</if>> certainly appreciative, pulsing hotly with budding need. And so, you all carry on rubbing your wanting length before eventually moving on to trying out a few basic toys. After all the work up, you’re practically feverish with desire to cum, but instead you resist, working hard to improve your staying power. It’s a strange feeling, being so pent up with sexual desire, but following advice from your helpers you’re assured that you’ll be able to prolong sex for longer now.<</if>> Thanks to the advice from the two big dicked bros, you find you quickly start to get more used to sex with your dick. By the end of your allotted time you've tried out a number of different fleshlights and briefly a few other toys of various types, your dick now much better trained in how to interact with them. In fact, after all the usage you’re unable to get rid of your erection for a few minutes after getting up to leave, having to awkwardly wait it out.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesMasturbated += 5>>"Basic penile sex training selected, please proceed to the play mat and become accustomed to the fleshlight and toy collection. Lubrication is available if necessary", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the mat, walking straight to the assorted collection of sex toys. Looking into the chest you see, piled high, a wide range of brightly coloured plastic and rubber toy and cock sheathes. Separated down the middle, the first half seems to be comprised of normal fleshlights, most of which are cylindrical with vagina like openings, though some of them are a little different, either shaped like ass holes or more exotic orifices, some of which don’t look entirely human. The second half, however, is instead filled with a variety of other toys, ranging from little vibes to vibrating cock rings. Beside all of this sits a small cart with a large liquid tank, labelled clearly across the side as the, "Lubrication Station", which could be handy given all the wanking your about to undertake. Still, the sight of all those instruments of pleasure fills you with an unbidden joy, subconsciously making your drool a little. Selecting from the box a nice array of fleshlights, rubbery and shaped like various orifices, you shudder a little in anticipation, knowing what you’re soon about to do with them. Additionally, unable to help yourself, you grab a couple of vibrating cock rings, a penis pump, a mini vibe, and even a sounding rob out of curiosity, tempted to give them all a try if you find the time. Your arms now laden with instruments of pleasure, you walk around the mat looking for a free spot, only stopping briefly to fill squirt a little lube into the fleshlights for later. Deciding eventually to sit between a brunette and blonde man, each with their own pile of toys in front of them, you watch on as they grunt at one another, each picking up a long masturbatory cylinder. Suddenly, with a quick nod, the both of them ram the toys down to sheath their extensive and girthy dicks, proceeding to masturbate furiously, loud squelches of lube-coated dicks penetrating rubber filling the air. Taking one of your own chunky fleshlights in hand, you look it over lovingly, smiling excitedly as you examine the size and heft of the tube, even playfully sticking a finger inside to get a idea about how it might feel. Leaning back a bit, your legs spread wide, you run your hand across your <<checkPenis>> cock, giving it a few well-practiced pumps to get it hard. Closing your eyes, revelling in the embarrassment of touching yourself in front of so many people<<if $exhibitionismSkill >0>>, your exhibitionism training only making your strange public and group masturbation session more arousing<</if>>, you manage to get a huge erection going, quickly and effortlessly. Letting out a little sigh of relief, you allow the fleshlight to envelop your penis, your exhaled sighs soon shifting into a stifled moan. "Wow bro! You look like you’ve got this down pretty solid, don’t think I’ve ever seen someone get so rock-hard so fast", you hear from the muscular blonde beside you, "It’s like … woah … you have such control over your cock, it’s super impressive! It’s making me wonder what sort of stamina you gotta go with it! Could I maybe … help a little? Your cock just is fucking amazing!", he adds in awe, watching the show you’re putting on with delight. Looking over at the guy, still wanking of manically beside you, you take a moment to think matters over. <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>Nodding happily, you watch his eyes light up as he gets up, gesturing to the muscular brunette on the other side of you. As they walk away, heading purposely in front of you, can’t help but laugh a little at them not having removed their fleshlights, still pumping their giant cocks as they leave, though you spot a few flaws in their technique. "We’re back bro!", laughs the brunette, "And we got some stuff too!", depositing some extra toys before you. Grinning wantonly, you look forward to what the two helpers have in mind, all three of you biting your lips in arousal. Listening on to the continuing praise they give, you jump a little as cold air makes contact with your wet <<checkPenis>> cock. To your pleasant surprise though, your cock soon feels a lot warmer, something large and soft now touching it. Slightly distracted, you look down, spotting that the blonde man seems to have removed your fleshlight, having wrapped his fingers around your firm pulsing rod instead. The muscular brunette, however, is sitting beside you, moving in to make out with you passionately while you’re slightly off balance from his friends movements. The masculine taste of the other man’s tongue entangling with your own, dominating your senses, you let out a wide-eyed moan as the one holding your dick, seemingly impressed with your current hardness, begins to start wanking you off. It feels kind of overwhelming to be overcome with so much sensation all at once despite being so used to it, but your <<if $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock is<</if>> certainly appreciative, pulsing hotly with budding need. And so, you all carry on, the two hunks taking turns to frantically work your wanting length, eventually moving on to trying out all sorts of strange toys on you. Despite all the work up though, you feel comfortable in resisting cumming, instead revelling in the sensations of the build-up as the two men try in vain to make you orgasm. It’s a strange feeling, being so satiated with sexual pleasure, but you’ve certainly grown to love feeling raw and oversensitive down there, filled with barely restrained desire. <<else>>Shaking your head, not wanting to have the guys ‘help’ you with your penile training, you watch as the muscle bound blonde man looks a little sad. "Sure bro, like, whatever you want. But, I’d still love to watch", offers the brunette from the other side of you. "But, well, you’re pretty impressive! Like I’d love to try and pick up some tips from you. I bet you can resist cumming for ages, maybe even, like, an hour even? That’d be so cool dude!". Listening on to the continuing adulations, you resume your previous actions, taking the time to really appreciate the wonderful sensations of the spectacular rubbery sheath around your dick. Your cock is already bursting with need barely after you’ve started, but your amazing training allows you to keep going without having to take a break, your stamina and staying power unmatched. It feels kind of overwhelming to be overcome with so much sensation as you edge yourself despite being so used to it, but your <<if $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock is<</if>> certainly appreciative, pulsing hotly with budding need. And so, you all carry on, edging yourself, eventually moving on to trying out all sorts of strange sex toys. Despite all the work up though, you feel comfortable in resisting cumming, instead revelling in the sensations of the build-up as you put your training to the test. It’s a strange feeling, being so satiated with sexual pleasure, but you’ve certainly grown to love feeling raw and oversensitive down there, filled with barely restrained desire.<</if>> Thanks to the company from the two muscled bro’s, you find yourself having a very enjoyable time, further practicing your penile skills. By the end of your allotted time you've tried out a number of wide array of assorted fleshlights representing evert orifice, your over-sensitive dick able to take even the greatest of pleasure without setting off too early. In fact, after all the usage your cock stays fully erect for quite a while, pulsing rhythmically at the other trainees as you wait for it to soften.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesFuckedPussy += 10>>"Intermediate penile sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine, observing it the device resembles a gloryhole with a complicated fleshlight within it, a pair of handles above it to give you something to hold on to. "Please stand facing the hole directly in front of it so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, no longer catching you by surprise as it did the first time. "My voice is being transmitted through the machine $firstName, I can see you through a camera in the training device. With me talking to you as I operate the machine, it is almost like I am your sexual partner. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your current questions answered, you walk over to the mentioned spot in front of the hole, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The floor is soft beneath your feet, causing you to sink slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the glory hole and insert your penis into the training device, then wait for the next command", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you take a moment to get semi-erect, putting you <<checkPenis>> cock into the awaiting opening, ready to practice your penile sex skills. The slick insides of the device hugging your member, you let out a slight moan as it begins to gently massage your dick, vibrating and undulating as if it were alive. In fact, the warm soft inside of the gloryhole very much feels as if it could be a real pussy, even emitting a feminine musk, only revving you up even more. For a small while you revel in the wonderous sensation of just letting the device do its job, and it feels great, but your well-trained ardour eventually begins to get the best of you, causing you to subconsciously begin shifting forward and back, the friction upon your rod causing you intense pleasure. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel great. Training increase initiated. Your new task now that you have re-acclimated to the gloryhole is to bring the device to orgasm. Do not worry though, this device is entirely mechanical, and any such reaction is entirely simulated", states your AI companion. Strangely, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. Before your eyes, a small screen you’ve previously seen emerges from the front of the wall, up until now concealed as if nothing was there at all. Multicoloured bars, labelled with various ‘stats’ cover what the current state of the training device is, listing everything from tiredness to soreness. As it goes, it looks like you’re doing amazing so far, the faux-cunt apparently already having orgasmed one and close to doing so again. Smiling a little at your masterful abilities, you continue to fuck against the gloryhole, taking a firm hold of the two available handholds so that you can truly show the device the depth of your abilities. Your dick embraced by the wonderful reactions of the device, you can’t help but acknowledge just how great it feels. Pushing the wall-pussy to a string of powerful orgasms, you own <<if $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock is<</if>> certainly appreciative, finally brought to orgasm too by the device as it milks dick in the way only an orgasm can, causing you to unload a torrent of your cum deep into its confines. "Well done $firstName! Your abilities are flawless! I can’t note a single area of improvement. Keep up the good work", praises Alice, much to your delight. A warm glow of pride heating up your chest after hearing such nice comments, you shift your position a little, pressing your penis more firmly against the top wall of the vagina. It was a bit difficult the first time you tried, and a little tiring, however, the technique is a real pleaser, and as the bars begin to fill-up you wonder momentarily if you might break the machine with how hard it seems to be responding. For the next couple of hours, you continue on trying to exercise your penile sex ability, enjoying the steady praise from Alice. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "Making her feel good", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesFuckedPussy += 10>>"Expert penile sex training selected, please proceed to machine number <<set $random = random(1,100)>>$random", the AI continues after a moment pause. Your training orders received, you head across to the directed machine. Observing it, the device resembles a gloryhole with a complicated fleshlight within it, a pair of handles above it to give you something to hold on to. Additionally, a small screen you’ve previously seen resides above it, once upon a time concealed at the start of your first ever visit to the training station. Multicoloured bars, labelled with various ‘stats’ cover what the current state of the training device is, listing everything from tiredness to soreness."Please stand facing the hole directly in front of it so that I can start the training procedure", intones the monotone voice of Alice, no longer catching you by surprise as it did the first time. "My voice is being transmitted through the machine $firstName, I can see you through a camera in the training device. With me talking to you as I operate the machine, it is almost like I am your sexual partner. This may help relax you and aid in your training", continues the AI. Your current questions answered, you walk over to the mentioned spot in front of the hole, ready to undertake the training you’ve paid for. The floor is soft beneath your feet, causing you to sink slightly as your weight indents it. "Align yourself with the glory hole and insert your penis into the training device, begin to practice usage, then wait for the next command", continues your AI teacher. Following the directions given, you take a moment to get semi-erect, putting you <<checkPenis>> cock into the awaiting opening, ready to practice your penile sex skills. The slick insides of the device hugging your member, you let out a slight moan as it begins to gently massage your dick, vibrating and undulating as if it were alive. In fact, the warm soft inside of the gloryhole very much feels as if it could be a real pussy, even emitting a feminine musk, only revving you up even more. For a small while you revel in the wonderous sensation of just letting the device do its job, and it feels great, but your well-trained ardour eventually begins to get the best of you, causing you to subconsciously begin shifting forward and back, the friction upon your rod causing you intense pleasure. The screen above it all the time taking note of your skilled movements, indicating heavily that you’re obviously already a master at penile techniques, easily bringing the machine to a string of passionate orgasms. "This is good $firstName. You are making me feel great. Training increase initiated. Your new task now that you have re-acclimated to the gloryhole is to manage fucking multiple partners simultaneously. Do not worry though, the devices are entirely mechanical, and any such reaction is entirely simulated", states your AI companion. Strangely, you’re almost sure you heard a note of emotion in that monotone voice, weird. Before your eyes, another two sets of gloryholes, screens and handles emerge from the wall either side of you, in total now giving you three partners to handle. More so though, above each of the vaginal gloryhole slots appears a new anal style opening, laying the three sets out as if they were all splayed out doggystyle. The screen directly in front of you shows that that one is doing great, but you’re not posed with the challenge of handling the new simulated partners, a challenge you’re confident you can handle. Truly sure of your abilities, you pull out, shifting with well-practiced skill into the left-hand hole, taking a firm hold of the two available handholds so that you can truly show the device the depth of your abilities. Your dick embraced by the wonderful reactions of the device, you can’t help but acknowledge just how great it feels, maybe even better than the first. Pushing the wall-pussy to a quick yet powerful orgasm, you own <<if $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy are<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock is<</if>> certainly appreciative, finally brought to orgasm too by the device as it milks dick in the way only an orgasm can, causing you to unload a torrent of your cum deep into its confines. Thankfully, your recovery time is practically inhuman, such that you’re able to immediately shift back to the last unused hole. "Well done $firstName! You’re incredibly impressive! The way you switch between partners is unparalleled, and it’s quite wonderous how quickly you can carry on between cumming. In fact, I would propose that your stamina is such that you can have sex continuously without pause", praises Alice, causing you a deep warm feeling of pride. Shifting your position a little, you begin to rapidly alternate between the three holes, fucking them all quickly back and forth. Skilled as you are not only is it not tiring, but you can also see that all three of the screens are reacting amazingly, having concurrent orgasms as you dart from one to the next. For the next couple of hours, you continue on exercising your penile sex ability, enjoying the steady stream of praise from Alice. She even thanks you a couple of times for, "Making her feel good", though you’re not sure if she can feel anything or if praising you was just part of her programming. Catching a look at yourself in a mirror as you get up from the device, you can see your cock is still painfully erect, its length flexing as if it had a mind of its own, pre-cum flooding out of the tip as you stand. You blush heavily as you think about all the people who’ve just seen the evidence of how dick focused you are, the shame of it all bringing a sharp burst of arousal to you, in turn only increasing your shame.

You order a Party-Time cocktail from the peppy bartender, disregarding the large warning message that it, "May Cause Suggestibility", whatever that means. Watching on as the buxom bartender giggles as she retrieves a large selection of liquor bottles and mixers, you do have a moment of nervous curiosity as she removes something which glows a bright neon lime green, cold mist flowing out the top of it. With deft skill, you’re given an amazing show as she proceeds to mix up the drink, throwing around the bottles and shaking up the mixture in an extremely entertaining manner until it finally comes together, a layered drink of pink and bright glowing green with a little paper umbrella in the top. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/PinkGreenPlastic.png]]</div>Finally, receiving your slightly gaudy plastic cup of Party-Time, you can’t help but be a little mesmerized at how pretty it looks. Taking a sniff, still unsure of the full details of its ingredients, the bartender having been quite dedicated in covering them up, you certainly can conclude that whatever it’s made of it smells fruity and extremely alcoholic. Then again, the amount of alcohol is probably your least concern, the strange glowing substance still causing it to let off a bright entrancing light. Tentatively, you take a sip. Immediately you are impressed. You feel filled the need to dance and party, everything just seeming that much prettier and more fun. Like this, you feel that you’d be up for anything. More so, it tastes exceptionally delicious, almost as if someone had distilled happiness into drink form. For a short time, you slowly drink your way through your cocktail, enjoying some time to yourself swaying merrily to the music and aroused-ly watching people dance. It's so nice and a lot of fun, even if you’re starting to feel rather in need of a good fuck. "… that’s right, it’s so much nicer to go with the flow … if people want casual sex with you, you should let them … making people happy will make you happy …", just on the edge of your mind you hear the smallest voice, so quiet that you’re not sure if you’re just imagining it. It does kind of make sense though, <<if $submission <= 97>><<set $submission += 3>>doing what others tell you does sound hot, being more submissive would probably you’re your life better<<elseif $submission < 100>><<set $submission = 100>>being owned by someone who makes your decisions for you sounds amazing, just thinking about it makes you incredibly horny<<else>>being owned by someone who makes your decisions for you sounds amazing, just thinking about it makes you incredibly horny<</if>>. Before long, you finish your cocktail, with nothing, other than a lingering need to be told what to do, occurring to you as a result<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>>. However, drinking all that strange cocktail, especially with your weak bladder, is likely to push you to wetting yourself sooner or later<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceCountDown >0>>. Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on that strange cocktail wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel a sloshing pressure in your bladder region<</if>>. Instead, you just find yourself standing at the bar, with the [[cute bartender in front of you|Club B Drinks Menu]].

You order a shot of Bloodlust from the surly bartender and he slowly pours it for you out of a glowing red bottle which he pulls from under the table. It's hard to tell whether he just doesn't like your presence in the bar, or if he's just generally a grumpy person, though you do sense a hint of smile at your drink order. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/RedShot.png]]</div>Finally, you receive your small brightly shining red shot. It’s kind of freaky, and a little unappetizing, the liquid bubbling on its own as it casts out a blood red glow upon you. Picking it up to drink, you catch a whiff of its scent, causing you to almost gag though you stop yourself in time. You can’t be sure of what it’s made of, but it doesn’t smell great, certainly something hot and spicy to it that makes your eyes water. Not wanting to think about it too much longer, you close your eyes and swallow the contents of your shot glass, imbibing the mysterious Bloodlust. Immediately you are impressed. It tastes foul, but you feel as if you’re the king of the world for managing to down it. Burning its way down your throat, you were right in your guess that it might be spicy, the taste of hot sauce definitely a part of it, along with something sour. Despite the grimace inducing taste though, you’re really enjoying yourself, a surge of confident energy brimming within you. Looking at the other surly patrons sitting around you, you’re tempted to pick a fight so pumped are you feeling, only a niggling sense of self-preservation stopping you. "… you could take that guy, he doesn’t look too hard … wouldn’t it be great to just grab someone and fuck them in the bathroom … you’re amazing, anyone who thinks otherwise is just lying to themselves …", just on the edge of your mind you hear the smallest voice, so quiet that you’re not sure if you’re just imagining it. It does kind of make sense though, <<if $submission >= -97>><<set $submission -= 3>>you are great, and everyone should know about it. Plus, being in charge of someone just sounds amazingly hot<<elseif $submission > -100>><<set $submission = -100>>you’re the best and everyone knows it or is in denial. You’re so great in fact you should obviously have your own sex slaves to adore and worship your dominance<<else>>you’re the best and everyone knows it or is in denial. You’re so great in fact you should obviously have your own sex slaves to adore and worship your dominance<</if>>. Almost immediately you finish your shot, with nothing occurring to you as a result other than a newfound feeling of confidence<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>>. However, drinking all that shot, especially with your weak bladder, is likely to push you to wetting yourself sooner or later<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceCountDown >0>>. Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe drinking that shot wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel a sloshing pressure in your bladder region<</if>>. Instead, you just find yourself sitting at the bar, with the [[bartender in front of you|The Fainting Goat Bar Drinks Menu]].

<<set $hypnoBearTrait = true>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Snuggly warm teddy bear") == -1>><<addToFurniture "Snuggly warm teddy bear">><</if>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Letting herself in, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. In her arms she carries before her a small and especially fuzzy looking teddy bear. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Hello dear. Just checking in, I hope that everything is going well with your training and work. I thought I’d bring you a little gift to cheer you up with, after all your hard work and training. Teddy bears are adorable, just like my sweet little $firstName, and they are a lot of fun to snuggle up to too. I’m sure it’ll help you sleep better", explains the matronly woman in a cheery tone, her expression filled with kindly warmth towards you. Passing further into the room, she places what she carries upon one of your bed pillows, tucking the cute bear slightly under the covers. A little confused by the gift, and rather wary of anything given to you by a facility staff member, you can see no option but to accept it. Reaching your arms out, you respond, "Thank you Aunt Mildred. It was nice of you to think of me by getting me a cute teddy". As you thank the woman, you approach the gift yourself, taking a moment to inspect the extremely huggable looking soft toy that you’ve just been presented with. "Don’t worry about me dear. You’re my cute little baby $firstName, so of course I want to spoil you with all the toys that a sweet child needs. In fact, maybe collecting something nice like fluffy teddy bears could be a hobby for you", she explains, patting you condescendingly on the forehead. Her visit complete, Aunt Mildred begins to depart, giving you a quick hug and a chaste motherly kiss to the forehead. "Sorry about this being such a quick visit sweetheart, but I’ve really got to be going. I don’t have any punishments to give you, and things are busy in the office, so I need to be on my way. That said, you would be best to keep that teddy close, I’ll know if you don’t. Goodnight diaper-bum". The intimidating carer now departed, you clamber up upon your large bed, pulling out the bear to give it a much greater examination than the cursory one you gave it a few minutes before. He’s very snuggly, and just a little warmer than you’d expect, though you can’t tell if that’s some sort of heating system or a result of the material it’s made of. The bear isn’t huge, only a foot or two in height, but it’s certainly big enough to cuddle as she suggested, it’s long luxurious fur feeling amazing to the touch. That said, after her ominous words about knowing if you don’t keep it close, you get the sinking feeling it might be more than meets the eye. <<if $submission >= 10>>Unable to resist giving it a quick hug to see just how good it feels, the idea heavy in your mind, you lie down upon your remarkably comfortable bed, pulling the cute teddy towards you. Wrapping your arms around him, everything just feels better already. Cuddling the warm and soft bear to your chest, you feel oddly protected, like he was some sort of childish security blanket. Catching you by surprise, you’re sure in your groggy state you hear a faint, "Good <<if $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>", emanating from deep within the bears fluffy confines, but tired as you are you can’t be sure.<<else>><<set $submission += 3>>You momentarily wonder about whether you should give the bear a quick hug, the idea heavy in your mind. However, you can’t push yourself to it, the thought of cuddling up to the teddy like some small child stopping you in your tracks, saddening you slightly as you still can’t help but to desire stroking his fluffy form. Catching you by surprise, you’re sure in your groggy state you hear a faint, "Bad <<if $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>", emanating from deep within the bears fluffy confines, but tired as you are you can’t be sure. Weirder, you find yourself feeling pretty bad for not cuddling up to the sweet gift.<</if>> Your inspections of the gifted toy over, you begin getting prepared for bed again. It’s kind of nice to receive a gift, even if the giver might have ulterior motives. For now though, sleep is a higher priority on your mind. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

<<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Plain Dark Green Onesie") == -1>><<addToWardrobe "Plain Dark Green Onesie">>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Letting herself in, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. In her arms she carries a small bundle of dark-green material, though what it is you can’t tell. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Hello my sweet diaper-bum. It’s always great to see my little cutie, I hope that everything is going well with your play time, and that you’ve met lots of lovely little friends. I’ve seen you getting ready for bed sweetheart, and I just thought how adorable it’d be to get you a cute onesie to wear. My special <<if $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> needs to keep nice and warm for their Aunt Mildred", intones the old woman in a cheery tone, her expression filled with kindly warmth towards you. Passing further into the room, she places what she carries upon your desk and retreats back a few steps. Confused, but knowing that you don’t have a choice in the matter, you answer, "Thank you Aunt Mildred it’s a really nice outfit", her response to which is to just shake her head, barely restraining a chuckle. "Of course dear, you’re just so well behaved. Now, it’s kind of fleecy, and should it be nice and toasty in bed. So, sweetheart, are you going to try it on for your Aunt Mildred? I’d hate to give you something and for you to ignore it", she explains, gesturing towards her gift to you, the slightest hint of a threat in her tone. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainGreenOnesie.png]]</div> <<if $submission >= 10>>Knowing you’d feel bad if you didn’t at least try it on, especially after she’s gone to so much effort to get you it, you decide to put on the onesie. Getting a closer look at it, you realize that it isn’t too offensive at least, composed of a dark green patter-less material that feels extremely soft to the touch. It does seem a little childish to wear a onesie, but at the end of the day adults wear them too, right? Offering Aunt Mildred a quiet, "Of course Aunt Mildred", you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>take off your $currentClothing, folding it tidily before starting to don your new Plain Dark Green Onesie <<else>>try to figure out how to put on your new Plain Dark Green Onesie, already not wearing any clothes that would get in its way<</if>>. Finding the zipper on the back of it, it doesn’t take much effort to wriggle your way inside of it, zipping it back up again to seal you inside. Taking a moment to analyse it, you’re pleasantly surprised how warm and comfortable it really is, fitting you perfectly. The only real downside is that it has an embarrassing buttoned bum flap, though it’s not like anyone will really see that if you only wear the onesie to bed. Clapping appreciatively, Aunt Mildred coos, "Perfect! You look adorable in it, and now I don’t have to worry about you getting cold in bed. Or heck, getting cold if you decide to take a nap during a busy day. I bet your little friends would love to see you in it, I’ll make sure to get a picture, so I can show it off to everything. But, sadly I seem to be running out of time, I have paperwork to fill in that won’t sort itself out, so I’ll have to go after that. I’ll see you later my little $firstName, enjoy your new outfit". And, with that, the older woman to your embarrassment takes a quick photo of you on her tablet. Giving you a quick motherly kiss on the forehead, she quickly departs, seeing herself out. <<else>>You know that not trying it on just isn’t an option, the punishment just not worth it, so instead you decide to put on the onesie. Getting a closer look at it, you realize that it isn’t too offensive at least, composed of a dark green patter-less material that feels extremely soft to the touch. That said, it doesn’t make you feel much better, knowing that you really have no choice in the matter. Offering Aunt Mildred a sighed, "Of course Aunt Mildred", you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>take off your $currentClothing, leaving them in a pile on the floor before starting to don your new Plain Dark Green Onesie<<else>>try to figure out how to put on your new Plain Dark Green Onesie, already not wearing any clothes that would get in its way<</if>>. Finding the zipper on the back of it, it doesn’t take much effort to wriggle your way inside of it, zipping it back up again to seal you inside. Taking a moment to analyse it, you’re pleasantly surprised how warm and comfortable it really is, fitting you perfectly. Still, realizing that she’s given you it mostly to make you feel more childish, you can’t help but sulk in response. Clapping appreciatively, Aunt Mildred coos, "Perfect! You look adorable in it, and now I don’t have to worry about you getting cold in bed. Or heck, getting cold if you decide to take a nap during a busy day. Even frowning you look so sweet, though maybe a little bratty. I bet your little friends would love to see you in it, I’ll make sure to get a picture, so I can show it off to everything. But, sadly I seem to be running out of time, I have paperwork to fill in that won’t sort itself out, so I’ll have to go after that. I’ll see you later my little $firstName, enjoy your new outfit". And, with that, the older woman to your embarrassment takes a quick photo of you on her tablet. Giving you a quick motherly kiss on the forehead, she quickly departs, seeing herself out.<</if>> The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, the fleecy onesie now in your possession. It’s not that bad, and it’s probably less humiliating than being nude, though whether you’ll actually wear it is something that you’re yet to fully make your mind up on. For now though, sleep is a higher priority on your mind. <<else>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Letting herself in, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. In her arms she carries a small bundle of dark-green material, though you can’t tell exactly what it is, it does look suspiciously like the onesie she brought you once before. "Hello my sweet diaper-bum. It’s always great to see my little cutie, I hope that everything is going well with your play time, and that you’ve met lots of lovely little friends. I’ve seen you getting ready for bed sweetheart, and whilst I know you’ve already got one, I just thought how adorable it’d be to get you another cute onesie to wear. My special <<if $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> needs to keep nice and warm for their Aunt Mildred", intones the old woman in a cheery tone, her expression filled with kindly warmth towards you. Passing further into the room, she places what she carries upon your desk and retreats back a few steps. Confused, but knowing that you don’t have a choice in the matter, you answer, "Thank you Aunt Mildred it’s a really nice outfit, I can always use another", her response to which is to just shake her head, barely restraining a chuckle. "Of course dear. You see sweetheart, accidents happen, and it’s important to prepare for those situations beforehand. That’s part of what I’m here for, to look after you and handle of all that tough planning so that you don’t have to wrack that little baby brain of yours", she explains, gesturing towards her gift to you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainGreenOnesie.png]]</div> <<if $submission >= 10>>Knowing you’d feel bad if you didn’t at least try it on, especially after she’s gone to so much effort to get you another one, you decide to put on the onesie. Getting a closer look at it, you realize that it like the other isn’t too offensive at least, composed of a dark green patter-less material that feels extremely soft to the touch. It does seem a little childish to wear a onesie, but at the end of the day adults wear them too, right? Offering Aunt Mildred a quiet, "Of course Aunt Mildred", you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>take off your $currentClothing, folding it tidily before starting to don your new Plain Dark Green Onesie<<else>>try to figure out how to put on your new Plain Dark Green Onesie, already not wearing any clothes that would get in its way<</if>>. Finding the zipper on the back of it, it doesn’t take much effort to wriggle your way inside of it, zipping it back up again to seal you inside. Taking a moment to analyse it, you remember how warm and comfortable it really is, fitting you perfectly. The only real downside is that it has an embarrassing buttoned bum flap, though it’s not like anyone will really see that if you only wear the onesie to bed. Clapping appreciatively, Aunt Mildred coos, "Perfect! You look adorable in it, and now I don’t have to worry about you getting cold in bed ever again. Or heck, getting cold if you decide to take a nap during a busy day. I bet your little friends would love to see you in it, I’ll make sure to get a picture, so I can show it off to everything. But, sadly I seem to be running out of time, I have paperwork to fill in that won’t sort itself out, so I’ll have to go after that. I’ll see you later my little $firstName, enjoy your new outfit". And, with that, the older woman to your embarrassment takes a quick photo of you on her tablet. Giving you a quick motherly kiss on the forehead, she quickly departs, seeing herself out. <<else>>You know that not trying it on just isn’t an option, the punishment just not worth it, so instead you decide to put on the onesie. Getting a closer look at it, you realize that it isn’t too offensive at least, composed of a dark green patter-less material that feels extremely soft to the touch. That said, it doesn’t make you feel much better, knowing that you really have no choice in the matter. Offering Aunt Mildred a sighed, "Of course Aunt Mildred", you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>take off your $currentClothing, leaving them in a pile on the floor before starting to don your new Plain Dark Green Onesie <<else>>try to figure out how to put on your new Plain Dark Green Onesie, already not wearing any clothes that would get in its way<</if>>. Finding the zipper on the back of it, it doesn’t take much effort to wriggle your way inside of it, zipping it back up again to seal you inside. Taking a moment to analyse it, you remember just how warm and comfortable it really is, fitting you perfectly. Still, realizing that she’s given you it mostly to make you feel more childish, you can’t help but sulk in response. Clapping appreciatively, Aunt Mildred coos, "Perfect! You look adorable in it, and now I don’t have to worry about you getting cold in bed. Or heck, getting cold if you decide to take a nap during a busy day. Even frowning you look so sweet, though maybe a little bratty. I bet your little friends would love to see you in it, I’ll make sure to get a picture, so I can show it off to everything. But, sadly I seem to be running out of time, I have paperwork to fill in that won’t sort itself out, so I’ll have to go after that. I’ll see you later my little $firstName, enjoy your new outfit". And, with that, the older woman to your embarrassment takes a quick photo of you on her tablet. Giving you a quick motherly kiss on the forehead, she quickly departs, seeing herself out.<</if>> The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, another fleecy onesie now in your possession. At this rate you’ll soon have a large collection of them if she carries on, the worst part is more that she wants to dress you up like a kid, whether you want to or not. For now though, sleep is a higher priority on your mind.<</if>> <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessLevel >0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown -= 10>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown -= 10>><</if>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Letting herself in, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. In one hand she clutches a plate of cookies, whilst in the other she holds a baby’s bottle of milk, likely another set of treats she’s brought for you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Hello my little diaper-bum. I was just thinking about how sweet you are, so I thought I’d bring my favourite cutie a nice sweet treat before bed. I hopped into my kitchen and whipped up a nice delicious batch of my famous family-recipe cookies, along with a warm bottle of milk to help them go down. I thought about a glass at first, but you’re much too childish to handle drinking from a glass", intones the old woman in a matronly tone, her slightly wrinkled face filled with warmth and just a hint of menace as she places her gifts down on your desk. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MilkCookie.jpg]]</div> Walking over to her, you can smell the wonderful aroma of her baking. It’s embarrassing to have to drink from a baby’s bottle, and you know that you don’t have a choice, but you are still barely able to hold back from salivating. "Thank you Aunt Mildred, that was very kind of you", you respond, taking one of the cookies to try, knowing from before that she considers that to be the polite response. "Aww, I see you couldn’t resist tucking right into them, my greedy little baby. Don’t worry, I can never resist having a couple myself when I’ve baked them, they’re just so nice when they’re still fresh and warm with the gooey chocolate chips", she explains as you gobble up the sumptuous treat. There’s still a mild flavour to them that you can’t quite place, but that’s part of their charm, so you give it little mind. Chewing appreciatively, you can’t help but hum happily as the chunks of chocolatey dough slide down your throat. Despite your attempts to the contrary, you once more feel the damp handkerchief of Aunt Agnes cleaning the crumbs off of your face. <<if $submission >0>>Not wanting to make a fuss, you don’t say anything about how embarrassing it is being cleaned by the matronly woman. Though, deep down being doted on so completely is really starting to feel good, and you briefly wonder to yourself if you could really give it up by leaving the facility.<<else>>Embarrassed from being cleaned by the matronly woman, you silently frown grumpily at her. Though, deep down being doted on so completely is really starting to feel good, and you briefly wonder to yourself if you could really give it up by leaving the facility, struggling to remain focused on your goals.<</if>> "Well, now that you’re all eaten up with something warm in your belly, I think it’s about time for me to take my leave. You’re just so adorable whenever you get crumbs all over your face, every time I see it I get this overwhelming urge to give you a big cuddle. Instead though I’ll settle for a good night kiss of my favourite <<if $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. Goodnight dear, and remember to drink your milk, it’s good for you especially just before bed", responds Aunt Mildred in a motherly tone, waving jovially as she leaves. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, your stomach still warm and comforted by the delicious cookies she brought you. Slowly drinking the refreshing milk bottle, expecting Alice to tell on you if you don’t, you casually notice that your belly is making some odd noises. Though, given how quickly you ate and drank what she offered you, maybe it’s just indigestion. Even without having anyone around to see it, drinking form such a childish vessel is rather embarrassing, causing you to blush deeply. Then again, maybe your face is red from the weird stomach roiling you can feel. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

<<set $random = random (1,10)>><<if $random <= 5>><<set $abdlTrainerTask = 0>><<else>> With a ping a message arrives on your tablet, marked as urgent and from Aunt Mildred. Even before you have a chance to open, it fills the screen, seemingly set to automatically read itself to you. Complete with a written version, in the sweet yet slightly intimidating voice of your carer it explains, "Hello sweetheart, and good morning. Sadly, I can’t come see you in the mornings due to my other work, but that doesn’t mean I’m not thinking of my little cutie. You need chores and structure in your life, to make sure you don’t get confused with all those silly adult choices. As such, todays task will be <<set $random = random (1,10)>><<if $random == 1>><<set $abdlTrainerTask = 1>>just to enjoy yourself, there’s no real task as I think you should get some nice days off to yourself too.<<elseif $random >= 2 && $random <= 5>><<if $abdlPlay && ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay)>><<if $random >= 2 && $random <= 3>><<set $abdlTrainerTask = 2>>to go and sign yourself up for some diaper training, I think you could benefit from a better understanding of just how great diapers are.<<else>><<set $abdlTrainerTask = 3>>to go and sign yourself up for a work shift at the Little Land Nursery, I think that you could benefit from spending more time around little cuties just like yourself.<</if>> <<elseif $diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $abdlTrainerTask = 2>>to go and sign yourself up for some diaper training, I think you could benefit from a better understanding of just how great diapers are.<<else>><<set $abdlTrainerTask = 3>>to go and sign yourself up for a work shift at the Little Land Nursery, I think that you could benefit from spending more time around little cuties just like yourself.<</if>><<elseif $random == 6>><<set $abdlTrainerTask = 4>><<set $abdlTrainerTask = 4>> to make sure you’re wearing a diaper when you go to bed tonight. I’d like to see you in one when next I visit to make sure that you’re taking all of this seriously, plus I I’m sure it’ll look adorable on you.<<elseif $random == 7>><<set $abdlTrainerTask = 5>>to come see me in the Little Land Nursery at some point between your time working. I think you look underfed lately, so I’m going to see to it that you get an extra meal from me.<<elseif ($random == 8 && ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay)) || ($random == 9 && !$abdlPlay)>><<set $abdlTrainerTask = 6>>to go and find a random guard out in your dormitory halls and ask them for a diaper check, of course I’ll also expect you to be diapered when you do. I think doing so will help you get much more accustomed to being seen diapered in public.<<elseif $random == 9>><<set $abdlTrainerTask = 7>>to come into the Little Land Nursery at some point between your work and training to just play with some of the toys and socialize.<<elseif $random == 10>><<set $abdlTrainerTask = 8>><<addToInventory "Stack of diapers">>to deliver a stack of diapers I’ve left for you on the side over to me in the Little Land Nursery. It’s always important to look like you’re being useful.<</if>> Other than that, have a good day diaper bum, I’ll hopefully see you tonight".<</if>>

As you begin preparing for bed, washing up in the dormitory bathrooms, a sudden presence disturbs your actions. Approaching you, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it, watching you get ready in the bathroom. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> "Hello my little diaper-bum. Don’t worry, there’s nothing here that I haven’t seen before. After all, you’re my special cutie to look after, so of course I should be able to check up on you in here. I can’t stay long, just checking in, but I saw you weren’t in your room, so I thought I’d come and check to make sure you were okay. I hope that everything is going well with your play time and friends, sweetheart. I don’t have much else to say, so come and give a big goodnight kiss to your Aunt Mildred ", explains the matronly woman in a cheery tone, her expression filled with kindly warmth towards you as she converses with you like her being in the bathroom isn’t unusual at all. A little confused by her visit, but knowing you have little choice in the matter, you respond, "Thank you Aunt Mildred. It’s nice that you’ve come to wish me a goodnight, but I’m kind of in the bathroom". As you offer your slightly unsure thanks to the woman, you watch on as she muffles a condescending laugh with her hand, obviously amused. "That’s very sweet of you to say thank you dear. Very good manners there like any good <<if $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> should have. But, do I detect a hint of a tantrum in there? Maybe you’re not a big enough <<if $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> to manage your own bedtime routine. Showers and baths can be dangerous for silly little baby’s, and they often forget to clean their faces and teeth properly. I wonder if I should ask to be in charge of that too, handle your bath times personally. But, that’s a matter for later. Now, let’s have you that goodnight kiss", she answers, a slightly mischievous glint in her eye when she talks about the possibility of taking over your bathing schedule, causing you to gulp nervously. Giving you a quick hug and a chaste motherly kiss to the forehead, Aunt Mildred begins to depart from the shared shower block. "Sorry about this being such a quick visit dear, but I’ve really got to be going. The paperwork has built up so badly you wouldn’t believe, and you’re obviously busy getting ready for bed time. You get yourself a good night’s sleep and remember to brush your teeth properly or I’ll punish you for being a naughty stinky breathed little cutie. Anyway, goodnight sweetheart". The older woman now left, you go back to your business, cleaning your face and brushing your teeth, feeling kind of mixed about her visit in an odd way. It’s kind of nice to know that someone is thinking about you, and cares so much about your hygiene. Though, being visited in the bathroom is pretty humiliating, especially with all the talk of even that being taken away from you. Taking a moment to relax, you get back to readying yourself for bed. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

Travelling far into the facility, you arrive at the listed destination, a large thoroughfare room with a white tiled floor. At the exact listed location, you noted from your tablet, you discover a cardboard box about the size of a microwave propped up against an LCD screen which reads, "$firstName, your task is to deliver this package to Agent #24F6AC52. Directions will follow upon picking up the package". With your task explained you pick up the box and receive your listed destination, ready to start your tedious delivery job. Surprisingly, the box is extremely heavy, requiring you to use both arms to carry it, and even take small breaks to rest it down every minute or so. Most of all though, it's exactly as they stated on the job description, boring work. Making your way across what feels like the entire facility, having to take a ridiculously longwinded path, a number of the ways you try going either blocked off or rerouted, you find your task to be an arduous and sweaty one. Finally ariving at a small security room, far from where you started, you breath a sigh of relief, long in need of a proper break from carrying such a cumberson weight. Seated behind the desk, you can easily spot the familiarly armored form of a government agent, black, shining and extremely imposing. "You here for something?", barks the figure, his voice slightly muffled by the thick combat helmet. His head turning, he seems to recognise that you’re holding a package, though it’s hard to tell given that you can’t see any of his features obscured as they are. "Alright, you have a package for me. Hand it over and I’ll see what it is". Knowing that keeping a staff member waiting, especially heavily armed ones like the facility agents, is a bad idea, you hastily pass him the package, waiting patiently to find out what you need to do next. However, curiosity getting the better of you, you can’t help but watch from the cornor of your eye as he opens up the box, your face pailing as you take stock of the contents. Indeed, the reason for why it was so heavy becomes quickly obvious as you realize that it was filled with rocks, a much smaller secondary package stowed within. Tearing through the packaging tape on the previously hidden second box, you almost laugh out at the absurdity of it all as you see him pull out a standard, and relatively flimsy looking, ball point pen. "Yeah, this is what I ordered, though you took your time with it", the man responds dissmissively, taking his seat once more. Turning to leave, you hear him grunt behind you, "Where you think you’re going? Take the box with you, that’s your job so do it, don’t need that crap cluttering up my station", momentarily nodding towards the now open package filled to the brim with rocks. Sighing internally, you can’t see any other way out of this that would end well. Picking back up the discarded packaging, and doing your best to tidy it up a little for ease of transport, you set pack off now in the know about why the box is damn heavy. Sadly, that doesn’t make carrying it any easier as you lug it through the facilities corridors back to where you started. Frustrated and tired, you get back to work.

Travelling far into the facility, you arrive at the listed destination, a large thoroughfare room with a white tiled floor. At the exact listed location, you noted from your tablet, you discover a claw-like rod and a sack propped up against an LCD screen which reads, "$firstName, your task is to pick litter up off of the floor until your task is deemed complete". With your task explained you pick up the litter-grabber and bag, ready to start your tedious job of mopping the floors. It's exactly as they stated on the job description, boring. After about 30 minutes you begin to realize the surprising complexity of the task at hand. Sighing, you rub your forehead in annoyance, offhandedly looking down at your still empty sack. Despite looking diligently for half an hour, you’ve yet to find a single piece of discarded trash on the floor, the whole place immaculate. Worse, you get the feeling that you’ve been set up with the task, the screen still reading that you’ve yet to make any progress. Feeling movement down by your feet, you look down to see a small circular robotic disk on wheels driving past you. The cute little disk is chirping away softly, bleeping and blooping as it makes its way across the floor. Suddenly the little robot stops, makes a loud beeping sound, before moving on. Left in place where it stopped is a small crumpled ball of paper, the first piece of rubbish you’ve yet to see. The disk-shaped robot travelling away, you briefly contemplate whether the robot had taken pity on your situation, finally allowing you to progress. Smiling, happy that maybe things are finally going your way, you keep waiting for another similar offering. Before too long you watch on as a passing guest throws a candy bar wrapper on the floor, proving to you that indeed there is litter, despite your near constant inability to find any. Nodding to yourself, you quickly start to head over to it, ready to make a little more progress in your task. Just then the little robot comes back into view, bleeping and blooping cheerily. You watch in horror as it picks up the discarded trash first, zipping away without another thought. Scratching your head, you wonder why they even have you collecting rubbish if they already have robots who do that for them? Frustrated, you get back to work.

You try to contact Dr Radcliff through your room terminal. After a brief ringing tone from your tablet the screen flickers slightly before revealing the slightly confused face of Dr Radcliff. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RadcliffSmall.png]]</div> "Hello <<if $radcliffDating>>honey, you look well. Work is so thrilling, you won’t believe some of the breakthroughs we’ve had today. Still, if you’d like to come down and help I’m sure we’d be doing even better.<<else>> $firstName, you look well today. Work is going well, you truly wouldn’t believe some of the breakthroughs we’ve had today.<</if>> So, you calling to ask about treatments and your health? Or are you wanting to talk to me about something else? I don’t have an immense amount of free time, but if you’d like to I can always make space in my lab for you to come visit. If nothing else, I could show you what I’ve been up to", he smiles, seemingly glad for the conversation, though slightly distracted by his work. Do you:<<if $sexualPreference == 4>> [[Ask Dr Radcliff out on a date|Date Accepted Dr Radcliff]]<</if>> [[Hang out with Dr Radcliff|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Hang Out With Dr Radcliff']] [[Return to contacts page|Contacts]]

You ask Dr Radcliff if he might want to go on a date with you. Pointing at himself as if he’s slightly confused about your statement, he responds. "<<if $radcliffDating>>Well … of course! It would be a pleasure to spend some more time with you honey. I’ll have to figure out where we could go. And, I’ll have to find someone to monitor my experiments for me, at least for a little while. But, I’d be honoured to go on a date with you.<<else>>Really $firstName? I’m … um, that’s very nice of you. Are you sure? Oh, yes, that would be very lovely. Thank you … I mean, yes. I’ll have to figure out where we could go. And, I’ll have to find someone to monitor my experiments for me, at least for a little while. But, I’d be honoured to go on a date with you.<</if>> If you set off now, then I’ll meet you in a few over at the recreational plaza as soon as I’m free to leave. What am I going to wear …", he finishes, a flustered and slightly nervous expression on his face. That said, you can certainly spot he seems to be happy, an uncharacteristically cheery grin on his face as he wanders away from the screen having forgotten to hang up the call. Your date planned, you [[head out to your date with Dr Radcliff|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Date Dr Radcliff']].

-placeholder- With your date now finally come to an end, you [[travel back to your room|followDestination('Travel Back')]].

You make your way to the forwarded location, finding yourself in a spacious laboratory on a floor you get the feeling you wouldn’t otherwise have had access to. The place is sterile and a little cold, but certainly quite fascinating, lots of bubbling beakers and brightly coloured lasers giving the room the feeling of a mad scientist’s lair. Sitting on a stool, watching a fish tank filled with strange swirling neon liquids, is the familiar form of Dr Radcliff. He seems to be rather preoccupied, still dressed in his lab coat, his short salt and pepper hair now slightly messy due to him distractedly running his hand through it. <<hygieneCheck>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>> Spotting you enter, he jumps a little, startled by the intrusion yet glad to see your presence. Approaching him, he gets up in response holding one of his slightly gaunt hands out to greet you with a handshake. "Oh my! There you are. But, oh my! <<if $sweat>>You’re rather sweaty, is this a sudden occurrence? <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>You seem to have a viscous substance splattered all about your person. <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>There seems to be some kind of leakage or perspiration occurring. <</if>><<if $hairCum>>In your hair is some unusual substance. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>Your hair seems to be … dripping. <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>It seems as if your attire has become stained. <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Your outfit is quite sodden. <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>You have something running down your leg it seems. <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>Your leg looks wet, hopefully not a side-effect for a treatment you’ve received. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>Your mouth has an overpowering odour I’d say. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>Generally speaking there is a strange and unpleasant scent upon you. <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>There’s something going on, but I can’t put my finger upon it. <</if>>Oh well, anyway, I thought I had a little more time, but it seems I got caught up in my experiments. You really have to see what I’m doing …", ending his contact with you as his eyes fly open wide in realization. Rushing back over to the tank he was earlier viewing, you watch as he quickly flips a switch to the side, letting out a chuckled sigh of relief.<<else>>Spotting you enter, he jumps a little, startled by the intrusion yet glad to see your presence. Approaching him, he gets up in response holding one of his slightly gaunt hands out to greet you with a handshake. "Oh my! There you are. I thought I had a little more time, but it seems I got caught up in my experiments. You really have to see what I’m doing …", ending his contact with you as his eyes fly open wide in realization. Rushing back over to the tank he was earlier viewing, you watch as he quickly flips a switch to the side, letting out a chuckled sigh of relief.<</if>> Ushering you over to one side, the middle-aged scientist shows you a rather ostentatiously designed coffee machine, helping you produce a fresh cup of coffee to drink whilst you chat. Giving you a guided tour of his current work, the two of you engage in small talk, mostly about what he’s investigating for the facility, but he does make sure to inquire about how you’re doing too. You even go over a little gossip, Radcliff mentioning <<print either("that he used to do a lot of correspondence work on AI a few years ago. He apparently used to get along well with a third-party project head, a pretty female scientist, but was eventually told to give up on it by the facility high ups and hasn’t seen her since. Whispering conspiratorially, he adds that he’s still allowed to do AI work, they just don’t let him work on it with outside scientists, much to his chagrin","that he gets called in a lot to do cat-girl and bunny-girl conversion treatments while he’s working in the facility clinic. It seems like they are extremely popular treatments among the trainees as bunny and cat girls are both in high demand, so many trainees opt into it, so they can join one of the two groups. He adds laughing, that the cat-girls have a habit of bringing him bunny-girls to convert as they want to swell their ranks, however, the high ups don’t like it, so they often convert under-performing cat-girls into bunny-girls to even out their numbers");>>.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> He also makes a couple of comments about an odd smell that's stuck around the two of you during the time you've hung out, much to your embarrassment. Thankfully, he doesn't seem to put two and two together and realise that it's your dirty diaper he's smelling.<</if>> A few hours go by and you're having a really good time, relaxing and chatting with the excited scientist. Yet all good things have to end eventually, so you make your farewells to Radclif, receiving another eager handshake in response. With your time to hang out come to an end you [[travel back to your room|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($radcliffRelationship<=95){$radcliffRelationship += 5;}else{$radcliffRelationship = 100;};]].

Accepting to do some bar work, you’re quickly assigned a number of tasks. The main of which this time, is to hand out leaflets for the club. However, you quickly discover that whilst you may be tasked with drumming up some new customers for Club B, you certainly aren’t the sort of image they’re trying to put out. Walking past the gaggle of giggly promotional bimbo’s directly outside of the entrance to the building, you’ve instead been directed to take a stack of flyers and a roll of tape into the depths of the facility to get support more indirectly. The large collection of flyers at first rather heavy but steadily lightening over time, your task thankfully isn’t too arduous, just putting things down for a moment long enough to slap a few up on the wall and fix them in place with the tape. It’s a little repetitive, and you have a minor worry in the back of your mind that what you’re doing might be against the facilities rules, but at the end of the day you’re just doing your job and if there is a problem then they can take it up with Tony B and his club instead. At least you’re getting to stretch your legs and explore the facility, all the while getting paid, there’s probably worse things that you could be having to do instead. Wandering back to the club, feeling tired from all your hard work, you spot a couple of guests looking intensely at one of the flyers you put up. Not giving them much mind, you pass them by, catching part of their conversations as you do. "… would be cool man, but you sure we can even get in there?", you hear the first man mumble to his friend. "Nah, it’s fine. I’ve got some friends who can get us in. The place is full of babes, but it’s majorly pricey, so ignore the bar and don’t let yourself get talked into anything. My friend says that they’re always looking for new hires, and the guy who runs it is pretty open with the favours, we could be into a really good thing if we make a good impression", replies his friend, his tone a lot more confident. Turning to look at the more boisterous one, the first man answers nervously, "I’m not sure about all this mate. I get that he can hook us up with a really good time, heck, I’ve heard about the hot girls he passes on to people who join up and make it good for him. But, it feels like a deal with the devil, you know. Like, what’s it going to cost us down the road, no one gives away slaves that sexy without wanting something big back in return. I just don’t buy it that he just hands them out like candy when he’s making deals". Not wanting to loiter, knowing that you’ve got to get back before your shift ends you walk on, leaving the two to discuss their scheme. It sounds like Tony B is pretty well know around the facility, and that he’s pretty generous when it comes to business. But, going over what they were talking about, the idea of him giving away slaves with his deals puts a shiver down your spine. Shrugging it off, you pick up the pace and make your way back to finish up your shift.

Accepting to do some bar work, you’re quickly assigned a number of tasks. The main of which this time, is to stand around and do whatever one of the VIP clients tells you. Seems like they’re too busy this time, and either can’t or don’t want to spare one of the clubs’ hot bimbo promo girls to look after the guy. As such, you ended up being roped into looking after him, the shift manager telling you that it’ll probably be pretty easy, just running dogsbody tasks for some rich guy while he drinks and parties. It’s not very glamorous, but it doesn’t sound too hard at least Or at least, that’s what you thought going in. Now, instead you’re just feeling progressively more bored of standing around. The client in question, a rather average looking middle-aged man in a suit, after having a couple of platinum blonde floozies join him, has spent the last hour or so drinking, making out with the girls, smoking, and generally just sitting around not doing much. Meanwhile, you’ve spent the entire time being completely ignored by all three of them. Instead, you were handed an ash tray and pointed a spot to stand on, and not seeing much of an alternative, you followed through with the directions. Standing there, almost as if you were nothing more than a portable table, with nothing else to do to pass the time, you begin to listen into the drunken conversation. "But, like, you must be super amazingly busy! How do you find enough time to, you know, relax?", inquires one of the bimbos, pouring more drink for the man as her equally sexy friend caresses the mans chest with a look of barely contained lust. Not paying too much attention, he takes another swig of his drink, "Oh, you know how it is. I have people who help me out, do the day to day work. It’s boring stuff, you’d be asleep before I finish telling you it’s so dull. Lets just get back to talking about that orgy you two were a part of yesterday, that sounds a lot more fun". Putting on heavy sulks, the two girls momentarily try to guilt him into continuing, but it doesn’t seem to be working. Instead, giving each other a sly nod which the man doesn’t catch in his state of inebriation, the girl who was previously tracing circles on his shirt sinks down between his legs, rushing for his zipper. At the same time, the first girl continues, "No fair! If you don’t tell us, then how else are we going to find out if you need a couple of cute secretaries to fuck over your desk when you’ve had a long day at work. We could have so much super awesome sex, like one of us could give you a blowie under the desk, while the other sits on your desk so you can play with our rocking boobies. But … like, if you’ve already got a pair of hot helpers, then like, we could always look elsewhere …". Now drunk and extremely distracted, the sounds of an overly energetic and excessively sloppy blowjob sounding heavily, even against the upbeat pop music, he stirs a little to respond. Obviously turned on by the idea of having the two blonde girls see to his needs more permanently, he stumbles over himself to answer, "No, no, I have room for the both of you! That would be … be wonderful. I have a secretary at the moment, she gets a lot of my clients for me, has a lot of family connections, but I can move her into another job, maybe even promote her into management. Oh … yes! That feels great! Plus, my business partner, he’s the one who does all of the legal stuff that takes up all the time, I just have to sign a few things here and there, so we could spend more of our time on my yacht. You’ll love it, I even have a sex dungeon built into it!". Giving each other a conspiratorial wink, the two girls continue, the conversation grinding to a halt as they turn their focus on sexually pleasuring the rather unassuming businessman. You’re sure you just overheard something important, but it’s hard to put everything together. Did those two girls just pump him for business information? And, if so, were their offers to become his secretary legitimate? Either way, you sadly don’t find out how their interaction ends, as even before the blowjob hits its crescendo you’re pulled away back to do some more bar work.

Working dancing on the clubs’ extensive dance floor, things have been pretty normal so far. At first you were a little worried that dancing didn’t sound too much like working, and that you might get in trouble for goofing off, but after talking with the shift manager for a little while, she explained the situation and alleviated your concerns. Apparently, the club does best when the patrons think there are lots of cute big breasted women partying, so some of the girls who work at the club get to just hang around and dance, just as if they were on a night out. The busty platinum blonde manager even adds that you can go and have some drinks too if you want to, especially if some of the clients want to drink with you. But, you’re still not sure entirely how to feel about that. <<if $bimboSkill >0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>Still, it was super awesomely nice of her to let you be on the fun party duty, it just goes to show how great a job you have at Club B. Tony really is a great boss<<else>>Still, being paid to have a good time is a pretty cool opportunity, and the music is fun and upbeat. You’re pretty sure that you’ll find a way to have a good time with it all<</if>>. A fun and energetic song pumping out of the top-quality speakers the club has lining the dance floor, you shake your booty, getting into the swing of the party atmosphere. It’s pretty quiet when you start dancing, but when some of the other clients see that there’s someone else bouncing around having a good time, especially when they spot you’re an attractive woman, the dance space becomes significantly more populated. Enjoying your dance time, your <<checkBreast>> boobs jiggling playfully as you go, you soon attract the attention of another one of the Club B promo girls on party duty same as yourself. Bounding over to you, a big smile on her exaggeratedly feminine face, she immediately takes your hands pulling you into a friendly swing that looks sort of dance-like. Giggling happily, her platinum blonde hair framed face lit up with joy, you can’t help but giggle a little yourself, her happiness infectious to say the least. From that moment onward, you have yourself a sexy partner to join you in your revelry’s, the two of you dancing bringing about a small crowd of onlookers, gawking a bit as they watch two attractive girls just having a good time. Eventually though, giving a sad pouty look to you, your bimbo friend has to depart, pointing at herself and then back towards the bar to indicate where she needs to go. Of course, she can’t resist giving you a particularly affectionate hug before she goes, her huge boobs rubbing against your own, keeping you slightly separated, much to both of your amusement. Still, it’s kind of a shame to see her go. Thankfully, you’re not left alone for long, as soon you find your dancing buddy replaced with two new ones, a couple in fact from the way they approach you holding hands. One male and the other female, they’re both brunettes, dressed in a casual style that screams rich people wearing something comfortable, the jewellery worn by the two immediately informing you that the two of them are incredibly wealthy. They’re also gorgeous, the man’s features being well-chiselled and masculine, whilst his female partner exudes a gracefully sexiness that feels effortless but intense at the same time. One taking up position on either side of you, they both grind up lewdly, their actions overtly sexual, but also good-natured. Though, from the looks you catch between the pair, you can quickly tell that they’re madly in love with each other, your presence being a fun extra rather than the main event of their affectionate glances and smiles. In fact, your bodies pressed together even closer by the rapidly filling dance floor, at one point the couple even begin making out over your shoulder, the man’s erection and the woman’s erect nipples both poking into you. Leaning in from behind, spotting a lull in the music, the man asks, "Hey, like sorry if we came on too strong, we’re on our honeymoon, and we’re just having a great time here! I don’t know if you’re getting tired too, but we’re going to grab shots and rest our feet for a bit. Do you, maybe, want to come join us. We’ll cover the drinks bill, least we could do after catching you in the middle back there", though he has to shout slightly be heard, his tone is extremely friendly, and his partner backs up his statement by nodding happily in conjunction. Your feet beginning to feel a little sore from being standing for so long, especially with how energetic you were acting earlier, you nod happily in return. Regardless of how you feel about matters, you’re here to make the customers stays special, and seeing as they’re newly married it’d probably be seen as rather rude to turn down such a kind offer. As such, you add in smiley, "Sure! Sounds great!". And so, the husband making an opening through the crowd as he bustles his way through, you soon emerge to the freedom of the bar, catching your breath at a booth with the wife as her man goes to get you all some drinks. Chatting a little, you gather that they’re here on an extended honeymoon after a big wedding that they’d planned for months. The girls father is a big deal in the government, so he got them a bunch of special visits and offers whilst they stayed at the facility as part of his wedding gift, which both her and her newly married husband were extremely grateful for. With a big grin on her face, she happily explains a long list of lewd and extremely fetishy things they’ve done while here already, such that you can’t help but blush a little. Returning with drinks, you all do a couple of shots, no expense having been spared on the alcohol, before returning to your conversation. The husband, cuddling up to his now slightly sleepy wife, explains that they’re having a great time so far on their honeymoon, and are really enjoying seeing all the amazing recreational activities the center has to offer. He adds that they’d love to spend more time with you, hopefully in an intimate setting at some point, but that everyone is too tired and drunk by now, so that’d probably be better done some other time. After that, you don’t do much for the rest of your shift, mostly just hanging around with the happy couple, not a bad way to pass your work shift really. <<include [[Club B Job Bimbo End]]>>

Working outside the club, handing out flyers, things have been pretty normal so far. You don’t get a prime spot to draw in customers near the entryway, as those seem to be reserved for some of the more high-profile promo girls owned by Club B. <<if $bimboSkill >0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>That totally sucks, because you’d love to show off and help out in bringing in more clients by shaking your cute boobies for all the hot passers-by. But, you still get the chance to have some awesome flirting time, so it’s not all bad<<else>>It’s probably for the best though, you’re still pretty new at all this, so handling clients right in front of the door is a bit of scary prospect. Plus, watching as those girls give the more important looking guests a public blowjob or occasionally even getting fucked up against the entry way, you’re not sure exactly how you’d react to all that<</if>>. And so, handing out flyers, doing a little well-intentioned and harmless flirting, and generally just looking pretty you manage to gather together a small gang of interested men and women, all asking you for more information about both the club and yourself. Everyone is generally rather respectful, commenting on how beautiful you are, and whether you spend a lot of time around the club. It’s nice, but the way they look at you <<if $submission >0>>makes you blush, their lewd and open ogling just a little bit embarrassing<<else>>makes your pussy hum with desire, their lewd and open ogling extremely reminding you just how much power your looks give you over others<</if>>. Talking to two men, both of who seem more interested in you than the flyer they’ve been half pretending to read, you’re actually surprised how sweet they both seem. When they first approached you, you thought that the two hulking figures were going to really start hitting on you, their rippling muscles shown off by their tank tops giving you the impression that they were likely to be a couple of meat-head jocks. However, when they started talking, your opinion entirely changed, the two of them very shy and outright timid. Whilst they probably think they’re hiding it well, holding the leaflets close to their faces, you can still clearly see their flustered blushes. "So, Miss, you’re saying that the club is … ehrm … is really nice?", states the first one, a dark red-headed man, unconfidently, trying his best to continue your conversation after you’d gone through the basics on the flyer itself. Wanting to put the man at ease about the whole situation, you smile, "Of course. Club B has lots of really cute girls, high quality drinks, and an amazing bunch of DJ’s who’ll make sure you have an amazing time if you come for a visit. There’s even booths if you’re not really into the dancing side of things, where you can have a comfy sit down and a good drink. So, are you interested?". "Er … yes that sounds really, really nice, Miss. Do you, like working their too? I mean, if … if that’s not a prying question … sorry", adds the other one, his hair a slightly lighter tone of ginger, which you playfully conclude is relatively close in colour to the current state of his blush filled cheeks. Just as you’re about to come to an answer, you’re shocked as a smaller figure collides with you at some pace, almost bowling you over with its speed. Taking stock, you realize that the impact was intentional, a cute freckled red-headed girl currently giving you a rather affectionate hug whilst also stealing the opportunity to give you an overly friendly kiss to the cheek, causing you to feel at least a little sympathy for the blushing men you’ve been dealing with. "Thanks lady for looking after my brothers. Buck and Chuck over there would get lost walking down our driveway if they didn’t have me to keep an eye out for them. I was supposed to be meeting them out of the gym, but I’m glad they found someone nice to talk to instead. Especially someone as hot as you are, I mean wow, totally jealous, you’re a major babe", rattles off the new girl at some speed, her perky braless breasts rubbing against you as she does. Not sure how to react, still somewhat shell-shocked, you look over at the apparent brothers, sort of seeing the resemblance. As they both give you an even more embarrassed look, the two of them having been caught flirting with you by their extremely exuberant sister, you get the feeling that neither of them is going to be any use in diffusing the situation. Instead, you offer a mumbled, "No worries. You’re welcome …", unsure on what else to say. Her grip on you not loosening after an uncomfortably long time, you hear her whisper in your ear, "I really mean it, they’re lug heads, but they’re sweet dopes. I know that you’re on the job, so this was probably all manner of awkward, but I appreciate you being nice to them. They probably have huge crushes on you now, I bet they’ll be begging our parents to give them money to go to the club non-stop. I hope we’ll see you around, if nothing else I’d like to catch you off-shift, so I can get you a thank you drink for putting up with them so well", her tone surprisingly caring for how energetic she’s been so far. Not giving you a chance to really respond, the red-headed girl lets go of you, finally giving you the opportunity to breath. Grabbing hold of her brother’s hands, she quickly begins to tow them away, they two mortified men giving you nervous goodbye waves as they’re pulled into the distance. Letting out a small chuckle, you get the feeling that you’ve done a good job for Club B today in drumming up new clients and might even have scored yourself a couple of admirers at the same time. After that, things slow down a lot, mostly just handing out flyers and pointing people in the right directions for the rest of your shift. <<include [[Club B Job Bimbo End]]>>

With a smile, you realize just how good the juice smells. There’s obviously no way you could ever turn down the opportunity to try it, even if you have to drink it from a silly glass. After all, <<if $femininity >=0>>it’s only covered in pink cartoon princesses<<else>>it’s only covered in blue cartoon superhero’s<</if>>. The little plastic spout at the top is kind of awkward, but it’s still proportioned for adults, so it’s not like you’re only getting a child sized amount of juice. The decision made, you nod your head eagerly, "Yes please Aunt Mildred. It’s a very nice gift, thank you", your arms outstretched for her offering. "Aww, that’s so sweet of you $firstName, of course you can have it, I brought it for you after all. It would have been such a shame to let it go to waste. If you like it sweetheart, then maybe I can get you some more in the future. But, for now, you just go ahead and give it a taste, see if you like it", says your carer in a joyful yet still motherly tone, giving you a sweet kiss on your forehead as she pushes the aforementioned sippy cup into your outstretched hands. Delighted, you take the plastic <<if $femininity >=0>>princess<<else>>superhero<</if>> cup, having to hold it in both hands due to its weight and girth. Guiding the small spout to your lips, you tip it back, getting only a small swig of the delectable drink due to the sippy cup’s design. As you hum in ecstasy, you can only think to describe the taste as heavenly, so unusual but wonderful is it. It’s certainly fruity, and sweet too, but other than that you can’t say, finding it somewhat like a fruit blend that was perfectly balanced. A touch on your stomach jogs your senses, as the older woman begins to coo nothings whilst patting your tummy. However, entranced as you are, you do little other than luxuriate in the amazing beverage, for the briefest moments without a care in the world. "The way you’re humming sweetheart I guess that answers my question. It’s good to see you so happy, as much as you might not enjoy your time here, at the very least your Aunt Mildred cares about that. Plus, the way you hold onto your sippy cup is just adorable. You know, I heard that they restrict this stuff from most of the businesses within the facility, but a little birdie tells me that the Little Land Nursery has more of this stuff. Isn’t that lucky my little cutie". Finally finishing the drink with a little burp, your face blushing crimson at as you realize just how babyish you must have looked drinking from a sippy cup while you have your tummy rubbed. Seeing that it’s empty, your carer takes it from your hands gently, giving you a quick hug and kiss goodnight before turning to leave. "I need to get this back to get it all washed up, but you don’t need to concern yourself with such matters dear. I’ll see you soon, and hopefully try and get you some more. But, for now I’ll just wish you goodnight, and hope that you have some nice dreams sweetheart". The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, contentment filling your thoughts. You might have been a little embarrassed from drinking from the childish sippy cup, but it seems like Aunt Mildred was happy with your decision, offering to get you even more of the splendid substance in the future. Your stomach gurgling merrily, seemingly overjoyed with your decision, you try to settle yourself back down. It’s hard to know whether you’ve made the right decision, but you certainly know that you picked the option that involved delicious juice.<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown -= 2>> None the less, from the pressure in your bladder, you get the feeling that you may very soon be having an accident. The juice may have tasted wonderful, but it certainly feels like it’s run through you quickly. Maybe though, it was probably still worth it. <</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay>><<set $incontinenceCountDown -= 2>> However, taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on wonderful beverage wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel deep a sloshing pressure in your bladder region, the building need to urinate heavy in your thoughts. <</if>> <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

With a sigh, you realize that however good the juice smells, you just can’t push yourself to drink from such a childish cup. After all, <<if $femininity >=0>>it’s covered in pink cartoon princesses<<else>>it’s covered in blue cartoon superhero’s<</if>> yet still sized for adults, it was obviously designed to embarrass the user. At least turning down her gift will let you avoid the humiliation of trying to use it, but you worry that your refusal might upset the imposing matronly figure who so thoughtfully brought it to you. The decision made, you shake your head, "Sorry Aunt Mildred. It’s a very nice gift, but I’m an adult, I can’t drink from such a babyish glass". Smiling with an almost predatory glee, she continues, "You really are very adorable, but I can’t let that get in the way of your behaviour. Now, that was very naughty of you to turn down such a thoughtful gift just because you want to pretend to be a big <<if $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. So, I’m going to give you 20 open handed spanks on that misbehaving tushy of yours. It might sound a little scary, but you know you deserve it, and hopefully it’ll teach you some better manners", she finishes explaining, patting your head softly in a comforting yet patronizing manner. Flinching, you didn’t expect things to turn out this way, but you probably should have. Twenty spanks sounds like a lot, and you don’t want to let her, but deep down you know that you don’t have any choice in the matter. As such, you accept the oncoming punishment, offering only a quiet, "You don’t have to. I’m sorry", as she sits down on your bed, pulling you across her lap in a surprisingly fluid motion. Swept across her knee, you let out a short yelp, your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> pressed warmly against your soft covers. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Giving you a moment to get a little more comfortable in your position, Aunt Mildred parts and rearranges your $currentClothing, giving her unimpeded access to your behind.<<else>> Giving you a moment to get a little more comfortable in your position, Aunt Mildred checks you over, tutting slightly at your lack of clothing <</if>> As your <<checkAss>> bottom, clad in <<if $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>your $currentUnderwear<<else>>nothing, completely bare to the world,<</if>> waves temptingly in the air, about to receiving its punishment, you hear your carer start humming a cheerful melody. Expecting her to give you some sort of indication before she starts, you jolt forward, pressed against her thighs as her thick hand lands against your bum with a resounding crack. It sounds worse than it feels, but there’s certainly an unpleasant pang of pain to her strike. Thud, thud, thud, comes the next three strikes in rapid succession, not easing up on you. Giving your increasingly sore behind a quick rub, Aunt Mildred whispers, "You can cry if you want to. It’s perfectly normal for naughty little babies to feel upset when they get caught for misbehaving. But, it’s all okay sweetheart, because after you’re punished then all Is forgiven", landing the next couple of spanks whilst you’re distracted listening to her. After that, she paces out the remaining strikes, making sure to give you proper time to recover between each one. You can tell that she’s trying to be gentle on the later ones, not wanting to be too hard on you, but that doesn’t stop your bottom from becoming increasingly sorer, likely red and irritated if anyone was to look at it. On the verge of tears from everything, you realize that she’s finally finished, without you really having paid attention, having pulled you up into a quick reassuring cuddle. Now back to her normal demeanour, the punishment now complete, you watch her smile warmly to you. "See, it’s all over. I bet you feel so much better now that you’ve been properly punished for being so mean. That grumpy little tushy of yours will probably sting for a little while, but nothing to worry about. And, best of all, everything’s forgiven now, so you don’t have anything to worry about. Isn’t that great! I’d like to stick around longer and make sure that you settle to sleep okay, but I sadly have to be off. I’ve got to report everything to my boss and make sure he feels that everything is in order. But, before I go I’ll need to give you a goodnight kiss to show you that everything is fine", she explains, helping you back to your feet. Giving you a quick peck on the forehead, Aunt Mildred departs quickly with the sippy cup of delicious smelling juice in hand. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, uncertainty filling your thoughts. You might have avoided the embarrassment of drinking from the sippy cup, but was it worth getting spanked in exchange. Worse, stomach gurgling grumpily, seemingly sad that it didn’t get to try out the amazing smelling beverage, you could really do with something nice to drink to take your mind off of your sore behind. Not sure if that’s really an option though, you try to settle yourself back down, rubbing your bum soothingly as you do. It’s hard to know whether you’ve made the right decision, but you certainly know that you picked the option that didn’t involve delicious juice. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

Beaming with pride, Aunt Mildred coos, "Of course my little diaper bum. You’re being very well behaved coming to me to get your num-num’s. Such a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. Don’t worry, we’ll get that cute little rumbly tummy of yours all nice and full in just a moment". Taking your hand, she leads you over to the metallic high chair, rubbing your belly condescendingly on the way. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Seeing that you're clothed, your carer begins taking off your $currentClothing, leaving it in a neat pile next to you on the room’s desk, commenting on not wanting to get your clothes all messed up from your upcoming meal. <</if>>Ready to begin, she finishes guiding you over to the imposing metal seat, giving you a boost up into the elevated chair. Gently pulling your arms to each side, she fastens your wrists in place, binding you to the high chair so that you’re unable to make much movement. <<if $submission >=20>>Sitting patiently, you stare around the childish room, quietly taking things in, your stomach sympathetically actually starting to rumble now that you’re thinking of food<<else>>Twisting and turning in place, testing restraints, you quickly recognize that they’re not going to budge without you being let out of them. Worse, all the flailing has only made you feel hungrier, your stomach now beginning to rumble as your thoughts turn to food<</if>>. Next, she moves down a large metal tray, further limiting your options and completing the image of you unclothed, sitting in an oversized babies high chair. "There you go, all fixed in and snug now. You look so adorable, and you won’t be able to make as much of a mess by fidgeting either", she coos to you condescendingly, a warm smile on her face as she does. Leaving the room for just a brief moment, soon returning with a bowl full of sludge-y orange goop, little lumps of whatever it is plainly visible in the mixture. Approaching you, bound as you are, Aunt Mildred places the colourful plastic bowl of baby food down upon the highchair’s tray, allowing you to get a good smell of the gross meal you’re about to eat. Its aroma isn’t too bad, smelling only faintly of a mix of vegetables, but it certainly doesn’t look very appetizing. Seeing your expression, Aunt Mildred explains, "It’s okay sweetheart, I’m not feeding you anything bad. Normally I’d prefer to feed you something special we have here, but for today I’m just giving you a nice bowl of strained carrots. It’ll be yummy for your tummy, and it’ll help you grow up big and strong. You’ll learn to love it, I’m sure of that!", picking up a heaping chunk of the substance on the chunky plastic spoon. <<if $submission >=20>>Despite your instinctual desire to pull away from the incoming offering, you can’t push yourself to the point of putting up any real resistance, instead just giving Aunt Mildred a small pout before opening your mouth wide.<<else>>Unable to help yourself, you purse your <<checkLips>> tight, doing your best to resist eating the unappetizing slop. That is, until you see the expression on Aunt Mildred’s face, knowing that it’ll only end up worse for you if you don’t let her, you slowly and tentatively begin opening your mouth.<</if>> Smiling with joy after seeing your compliance, your carer slowly deposits the contents of the spoon upon your tongue, waiting patiently for you to swallow it. She does, however, spill a little as she goes, causing a messy smudge of the stuff to land upon your chest. Seeing no alternative, you close your mouth around the helping of strained carrots, swallowing the lumpy puree down easily. Thankfully, it doesn’t taste too bad, even if the texture is rather unappealing, though it is rather bland and uninteresting. Clapping with delight, your carer states, "See, it’s not so bad, and it’s very good for you. We’ve made a little messy with it spilling a little, but that’s what wet wipes are made for. Don’t worry, I’ll clean you all up after we’re done, until then you’ll just have to put up with being my adorable messy little cutie. Now let’s finish getting you all fed and full". Cooing softly at you, she begins scooping another portion of the orange goop up, ready to continue feeding you the contents of the bowl. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HighChairFeeding3.png]]</div> <</if>>And so, things continue like this as you slowly drain the contents of the bowl, worrying a little that Aunt Mildred is getting more of the carrot puree spilt down you rather than fed into you. Still, it’s not awful, and it does make you feel nice a full. Though, the amount of splattered food coating your face and naked upper body does feel pretty gross, making you want to get things over as quick as possible so that you can get cleaned off. <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0 && $diaperMessLevel >0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = 0>>However, with the combined pressure in your bladder, and the loud gurgling coming from your stomach, you get the feeling that you’ll very soon be having an accident. Somewhere in the back of your mind, quick as the reaction is, you wonder if maybe the food might have been spiked with something to cause you to respond this way. <<elseif $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = 0>>However, from the pressure in your bladder, you get the feeling that you’ll very soon be having an accident. Somewhere in the back of your mind, quick as the reaction is, you wonder if maybe the food might have been spiked with something to cause you to respond this way. <<elseif $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessLevel >0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = 0>>However, from the loud gurgling coming from your stomach, you get the feeling that you’ll very soon be having an accident. Somewhere in the back of your mind, quick as the reaction is, you wonder if maybe the food might have been spiked with something to cause you to respond this way. <</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay>><<set $incontinenceCountDown = 0>>Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on strange slop wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel deep a sloshing pressure in your bladder region, the desperate need to urinate heavy in your thoughts. <</if>> Finally, the last scraps of the meal settling into your stomach, you look up at the older woman expectantly, waiting for her to release you from your bondage. Of course, things were never going to be that simple. After taking a photo of you in your baby-ish state on her tablet, she just stands there waiting too, her expression clear that she wants you to do something first. Sighing, you’re pretty sure you know what she wants. "Thank you, Aunt Mildred", you whisper, a proud smile immediately beaming at you from your carers face. "You’re welcome sweetheart! Feeding my little cutie is just so much fun. I think we’ll have to do this again at some point. But, I think you’re all done for today, so I’ll get you cleaned up and out of that chair", responds your carer, removing the bowl which once homed your helping of strained carrots. Your meal now complete, you’re quickly cleaned up by your carer before she [[helps you down out of the high chair|Little Land Nursery Changing Room]].

As you begin preparing for bed, you re-enter your room, having just fetched yourself a nice refreshing glass of water to drink before you try and get some sleep. Sitting at your desk, checking your emails on the room’s inbuilt tablet, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to see who it is, in a move of monumental clumsiness that you’re not entirely sure how it happened, you manage to knock the half-full drink all over both yourself and the computer, creating a massive wet mess. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredSmall.png]]</div> Letting herself in, through your frustration of being drenched in the water, you see the familiar form of your caretaker Aunt Mildred. With greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts, the middle-aged woman is dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an impeccably clean apron tied off in front of it. Of course, seeing you sitting there thoroughly wet through, her face immediately turns to a distinct expression of concern. "Oh my dear, we’ll have to deal with this quickly. I was just passing through on my nightly visit, but with … well, this, we’ll have to get everything cleaned up now. You certainly need to dry off, otherwise you’ll get yourself a chill. How you managed to get both the chair and the desk wet I’ll never know but I guess my dear $firstName is just a little potty pants. Oh well, accidents happen, and you shouldn’t feel ashamed off it sweetheart", intones the old woman in a condescending matronly tone, her slightly wrinkled face filled with warmth and care as she darts out of the room looking for something. Distracted as you are, your mind still runs over what she’s just said. All this talk of accidents and not being ashamed makes it sound like she thinks something else entirely happened. Almost as if she thought that the wetness upon yourself, the chair and the desk were from an impromptu toilet accident, rather than the mistaken spilling of your glass. Seeing her re-enter, now with a thick fluffy towel under her arm, you decide it’s important to clear this up immediately. "Thank you Aunt Mildred, that was very kind of you to get me the towel. But, the spill was just from me knocking over a glass. I didn’t, you know, wet myself?", you respond, soon being snuggly enveloped in the warm confines of her newly acquired towel. "You don’t, need to be embarrassed $firstName, I know you can’t help it. When someone is as little as you are, these things just happen sometimes. Though, I have to admit that even I’m a little surprised about how much of me you made. All you need to do though, is just sit back and let your Aunt Mildred take care of you sweetheart, and you’ll feel better before you know it", the woman now towelling your face and hair absentmindedly, "And, as for your comment about spilling a glass, well I’m sorry to say dear, but I can’t spot any glasses hanging around. I think that sounds a bit of a fib anyway, you’re obviously too childish to manage drinking from a glass rather than a bottle or sippy cup. You know, I won’t think any less of you for having an accident, right sweetheart? You can be honest with me you know?". Sweeping your vision over the desk as your carer begins to bundle up the huge towel that had just swaddled you head to toe, you see to much distress that the glass is nowhere to be seen. Getting down on your knees to check the floor, your search is fruitless, finding no way of proving to Aunt Mildred the truth. Coming back into the room, a big shoulder bag now worn, your carer looks at you sympathetically, "Now dear, I know you think you’re a ‘big <<if $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>’, but I fear that after your not so little accident you might be in need of a diaper change. You sure made a mess, and I’d hate to think what the janitorial staff would think if they had seen it. Thankfully, I have the time to give you one. Doesn’t that sound great my little cutie?". Do you: [[Let her diaper you|ABDL Trainer Accidental Spill Comply Alt][ if($submission <= 97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Decline being diapered|ABDL Trainer Accidental Spill Resist Alt][ if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]

<<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") == -1>><<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>><<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>><<set $underwearCum = false>><<set $underwearUrine = false>><<if $submission <= 92>><<set $submission += 8>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>>With a sigh, you realize that this probably isn’t going to turn out well for you. After all, your choices are between maybe getting in a lot of trouble or wearing a diaper. At least you might not get in trouble if you don’t wear the diaper, whilst you’ll certainly get embarrassed irreparably if you were to let her change you into one. The decision made, you shake your head, "Sorry Aunt Mildred. I don’t want to get changed, even if I’ll get in trouble. I really did knock over a glass, and it was a big misunderstanding". Smiling with an almost predatory glee, she continues, "You really are very adorable, but I can’t let that get in the way of your behaviour. Now, that was very naughty of you to not only turn down a diapering, just because you want to pretend to be a big <<if $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, but also to lie to me too. So, I’m going to give you 30 open handed spanks on that misbehaving tushy of yours. It might sound a little scary, but you know you deserve it, and hopefully it’ll teach you some better manners. You’re getting 10 of them for being uncooperative, and you’re getting the other 20 because telling me fibs is not acceptable. Honestly, if I had some soap available to me I’d give your mouth a good washing out too, but lucky for you you’re just getting a sore behind today", she finishes explaining, patting your head softly in a comforting yet patronizing manner. Flinching, you didn’t expect things to turn out this way, but you probably should have. Thirty spanks sounds like an awful lot, and you don’t want to let her, but deep down you know that you don’t have any choice in the matter. As such, you accept the oncoming punishment, offering only a quiet, "You don’t have to. I’m sorry. It was all just a spill", as she sits down on your bed, pulling you across her lap in a surprisingly fluid motion. Swept across her knee, you let out a short yelp, your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> pressed warmly against your soft covers. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Giving you a moment to get a little more comfortable in your position, Aunt Mildred parts and rearranges your $currentClothing, giving her unimpeded access to your behind.<<else>> Giving you a moment to get a little more comfortable in your position, Aunt Mildred checks you over, tutting slightly at your lack of clothing <</if>> As your <<checkAss>> bottom, clad in <<if $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>your $currentUnderwear<<else>>nothing, completely bare to the world,<</if>> waves temptingly in the air, about to receiving its punishment, you hear your carer start humming a cheerful melody. Expecting her to give you some sort of indication before she starts, you jolt forward, pressed against her thighs as her thick hand lands against your bum with a resounding crack. It sounds worse than it feels, but there’s certainly an unpleasant pang of pain to her strike. Thud, thud, thud, comes the next three strikes in rapid succession, not easing up on you. Giving your increasingly sore behind a quick rub, Aunt Mildred whispers, "You can cry if you want to. It’s perfectly normal for naughty little babies to feel upset when they get caught for misbehaving. But, it’s all okay sweetheart, because after you’re punished then all Is forgiven", landing the next couple of spanks whilst you’re distracted listening to her. After that, she paces out the remaining strikes, making sure to give you proper time to recover between each one. You can tell that she’s trying to be gentle on the later ones, not wanting to be too hard on you, but that doesn’t stop your bottom from becoming increasingly sorer, likely red and irritated if anyone was to look at it. Having just been pushed to the point of crying, your legs flailing uncontrollably, you realize that she’s finally finished, without you really having paid attention, having pulled you up into a quick reassuring cuddle. Now back to her normal demeanour, the punishment complete, you watch her smile warmly to you. "See, it’s all over. I bet you feel so much better now that you’ve been properly punished for being so rude. That grumpy little tushy of yours will probably sting for a little while, but nothing to worry about. And, best of all, everything’s forgiven now, so you don’t have anything to worry about. Isn’t that great!", she explains, helping you back to your feet. "So, now that’s all out of the way, we can get the naughty bum of yours all cleaned up and diapered like we were going to do before. I’ll need you lying on your back on the changing mat, after that it’ll be extremely quick and easy. It could have all been done quicker if you hadn’t been all fussy about it sweetheart", coos the older woman as she sets out a changing mat, talcum powder, wipes, and of course a fresh fluffy white diaper. Wanting to get cleaned up as soon as possible, fully kowtowed into following her instructions, you do what she says. Realising that you might need to get ready before this, you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>start to remove your $currentClothing not wanting anything to get in the way, leaving you naked<<else>>are thankfully already naked, speeding matters up considerably<</if>>. Lying down, you soon find the firm hands of Aunt Agnes upon you as she <<if $currentUnderwear == "Naked">> rubs your nude bum appraisingly<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>>removes your damp $currentUnderwear, carefully putting them to one side<<else>>smiles appreciatively realising that you’re already wearing a diaper, not that that would stop her plans to re-diaper you<</if>>. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainDiaper.png]]</div> <<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<set $holderUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<if $diaperLocked>><<set $nightUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>>Now fully nude, it doesn’t take much effort for your carer to tape you into your new $currentUnderwear. To start with, she makes sure to wipe down your bare behind and crotch with a wet wipe, tutting whenever you try to shuffle about. After that, she applied a thick layer of baby-powder, the smell of which is overpowering, before she finally, with some rapidity, closes you up in the diaper. "See dear, it only took a moment, and now it’s almost like nothing happened at all. Not only that, but you were so well behaved after your little correction back there. I’ll have to keep that in mind for next time, a few spanks seem to make sure you behave like a good <<if $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for your Aunt Mildred. Now, I know that you’re likely feeling a bit embarrassed, and also more than a little sore over all of this, so I’ll take my leave. But, I’ll see you again soon. Take care dear my naughty little diaper bum", says your carer in a motherly tone, packing up the diapering supplies once more before giving you a sweet kiss on your forehead to say good bye as she leaves. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, the fresh diaper crinkling whenever you move. Taking one last look around, you sadly still can’t find the missing glass. It seems like where it disappeared to will remain a mystery. At least the diaper feels nice, its plush interior surprisingly comfortable against your hurting rear as it hugs your crotch. Rubbing your aching behind, you remind yourself not to get into a situation like that again if you can help it. <<include [[ABDL Trainer End]]>>

"Hmm, seems like today you were tasked with wearing a diaper before I came to check you tonight. Well, of course it’s hard for me to just tell on that account, so I have to give you a good checking over to figure out whether you’ve done your chore or not", explains Aunt Mildred, approaching you with a playful glint in her eye. Not sure what else to do, knowing that you don’t really have a choice, you answer quietly, "Okay". Waiting for her inspections. Her hands making contact with you, she quickly begins patting you down, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>parting you $currentClothing to give her better access to check for your diaper<<else>>having no clothes in her way to block her from checking for your diaper<</if>>. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>><<set $abdlTrainerTaskComplete = true>>Your $currentUnderwear crinkling a little under her touch, you watch on as the matronly older woman’s face lights up. Patting a few times just to make sure, she fully caresses the outline of your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>, leaving a few light spanks against your cushiony padded rear for good measure. "Well, that all seems to be in order. It looks like you’ve been a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for your Aunt Mildred and made sure to wear a diaper for me. You just look so adorable in it, and they’re useful too. I’m just so proud!", she exclaims with joy as she takes a few steps back, trying to figure out what to do next.<<else>><<set $abdlTrainerTaskComplete = false>>Noting your <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>$currentUnderwear<<else>>lack of underwear<</if>>, she jumps with joy at her find. Tutting, but with a sizable grin on her face. "Oh dear, you don’t seem to be wearing a diaper at all. It looks like you’ve been a very naughty <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for your poor Aunt Mildred. Wearing a diaper isn’t that tough at all, and you couldn’t manage to do even that. Though, maybe that’s just because you’re so babyish that you can’t manage to dress yourself. Either way, someone has been bad and needs a little punishment to teach them to properly do their chores", she explains as she takes a few steps back, trying to figure out what to do next.<</if>>

Smiling as she seemingly comes to a conclusion, Aunt Mildred continues, "As a reward for your good behaviour today I’ve decided that I’m going to give you a big kiss and a hug! You’ve just done so well, that I think the best thing to do is to show you just how happy I am over you properly doing your chores for me. You’re just such a little cutie I could cuddle you all day". Embracing you warmly, in a crushing hug that maybe features a little too much of the older woman’s excessive bosom, she makes true on her promise, planting a series of wet kisses on your forehead. Her grip loosening a little, she changes over to preening you for moment instead, moving stray hairs out of the way and cleaning up smudges that she’s spotted on your face with a spit wet thumb. Eventually, finally feeling that she’s gotten you to the state she wants, she gives you one last warm loving kiss on the forehead before letting you go. Waving merrily to you briefly before exiting your room. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, wondering if she’ll have a task for you tomorrow. Taking a deep breath, your mind runs what she could make you do, wondering what’ll happen on her next visit.

<<set $abdlTrainerPunishment -= 1>>Smiling as she seemingly comes to a conclusion, Aunt Mildred continues, "As a reward for your good behaviour today I’ve decided on something very special for you! You see sweetheart, in the past you’ve misbehaved for me, and as such I’ve had to mark down your naughty actions in my work log book. Well, seeing as you’ve been such a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for me today, doing such a good job with your chores, I’ve decided to put in for one of your previous naughty actions to be removed from your record. Isn’t that great dear? It means you’re much less likely to get into some big trouble over everything". Embracing you warmly, in a crushing hug that maybe features a little too much of the older woman’s excessive bosom, she plants a series of wet kisses on your forehead. Her grip loosening a little, she changes over to preening you for moment instead, moving stray hairs out of the way and cleaning up smudges that she’s spotted on your face with a spit wet thumb. Eventually, finally feeling that she’s gotten you to the state she wants, she gives you one last warm loving kiss on the forehead before letting you go. Waving merrily to you briefly before exiting your room. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, wondering if she’ll have a task for you tomorrow. Taking a deep breath, your mind runs what she could make you do, wondering what’ll happen on her next visit.

<<set $ggp += 400>>Smiling as she seemingly comes to a conclusion, Aunt Mildred continues, "As a reward for your good behaviour today I’ve decided on giving you something nice for being my sweet little $firstName! You see sweetheart, doing such a good job with your chores, I’ve decided to have some extra points put onto your account, as a sort of allowance. I mean, it makes sense right, you did your chores like a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, so now you get some money to spend. Isn’t that great dear? It means you can buy yourself a few sweets, or a new toy, or maybe even a cute new diaper for you to show off to all your friends. I think that about 400 G.G.P should be enough for you to find something nice, so that’s how much I’ll have added to your account. Good job my little cutie". Embracing you warmly, in a crushing hug that maybe features a little too much of the older woman’s excessive bosom, she plants a series of wet kisses on your forehead. Her grip loosening a little, she changes over to preening you for moment instead, moving stray hairs out of the way and cleaning up smudges that she’s spotted on your face with a spit wet thumb. Eventually, finally feeling that she’s gotten you to the state she wants, she gives you one last warm loving kiss on the forehead before letting you go. Waving merrily to you briefly before exiting your room. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, wondering if she’ll have a task for you tomorrow. Taking a deep breath, your mind runs what she could make you do, wondering what’ll happen on her next visit. You do, however, take a moment to check your facility points account on your tablet first, discovering that true to her word, you’ve just been rewarded with 400 G.G.P for doing your chores.

<<if $submission <= 95>><<set $submission += 5>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>>Humming as she seemingly comes to a conclusion, Aunt Mildred continues, "As punishment for your naughty behaviour today I’ve decided on giving you a nice long spanking to help you learn not to ignore doing what you’re told, my sweet little $firstName! You need to do your chores like a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for your poor Aunt Mildred, so now you’re going to get a sore tushy as a reminder. I’m thinking that maybe a good 50 open handed spanks will be enough to make sure that you don’t decide to misbehave again, I’ll let you keep on any underwear you’re wearing though, so if you’re wearing a nice big diaper then it’ll probably sting less. I’ll also have to put a note of this down on your record, which could get you in a lot of trouble in the future, so you need to make sure you behave better from now on. With all that out of the way, I think we should get along with giving you a sore bum sweetheart". Fifty spanks sounds bad! You’re sure that this punishment is going to leave your poor bottom in an unpleasant state that even the health improving qualities of the treatment won’t heal quickly. Worse still, you don’t want to let her, but deep down you know that you don’t have any choice in the matter, resisting her actions only likely to make the situation worse. As such, all you can muster yourself to do is offer a quiet, "You don’t have to. I’m sorry", as she sits down on your bed, pulling you across her lap in a surprisingly fluid motion. Swept across her knee, you let out a short yelp, your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> pressed warmly against your soft covers. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Giving you a moment to get a little more comfortable in your position, Aunt Mildred parts and rearranges your $currentClothing, giving her unimpeded access to your behind.<<else>> Giving you a moment to get a little more comfortable in your position, Aunt Mildred checks you over, tutting slightly at your lack of clothing <</if>> As your <<checkAss>> bottom, clad in <<if $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>your $currentUnderwear<<else>>nothing, completely bare to the world,<</if>> waves temptingly in the air, about to receiving its punishment, you hear your carer start humming a cheerful melody. Giving your ass a short rubbing to get it warmed up, she quickly moves onto winding up for her first strike. Her thick hand landing on your <<checkAss>> bottom with a resounding crack, you jolt forward, pressed against her thighs. It sounds worse bad, and it hurts a lot, but she’s certainly holding back a little, not putting her full force into the swings. Instead with another thud, she rains down another blow down upon the same spot, this time with enough force that you’re almost driven off of her lap. Not easing up on you, but giving your increasingly sore behind a quick soothing stroke, Aunt Mildred whispers, "You can cry if you want to. It’s perfectly normal for naughty little babies to feel upset when they get caught for misbehaving. But, it’s all okay sweetheart, because after you’re punished then all Is forgiven", landing the next couple of spanks whilst you’re distracted listening to her, after which continues on with the massive amount of punishment spanks she has prescribed you. Pacing them out, making sure to give you proper time to recover between each one, it takes a while. However, Aunt Mildred is obviously trained in how to discipline trainees, her strikes well-aimed and effective, ranging from the main fleshy part of your rear, down to your sit spots, and even the tender tops of your <<checkThigh>> thighs. You can tell that she’s trying to be gentle on the later ones, not wanting to be too hard on you, but that doesn’t stop your bottom from becoming sore and inflamed, likely red and irritated if anyone was to look at it. You also feel extremely hot back there, the actions making your delicate rear feel as if it was on fire. By twenty smacks you’re on the verge of tears. By the point she lands the thirtieth you can’t hold them back any longer and are openly bawling your eyes out, snot trailing from your nose. At forty strikes you’re in a world of uncomfortable stinging soreness, ready to apologise for anything and everything, your legs uncontrollably failing out. However, by the fiftieth strike, you have no energy left in you, reduced to a quiet sobbing, occasionally letting out a faint and horse cry of apology for your actions. Through the stinging haze, you only recognize it’s over by the gentle cooing and soothing comments of your matronly carer stroking your shoulders. Slowly coming back to your senses, you realize that you’re lying on your stomach atop of your soft covers, your bright red rear exposed to the world behind you, though on the upside, the cool air against it does make it feel a little better at least. The sore discomfort returning again, combined with a wet sensation, you look back only to spot Aunt Mildred applying some sort of lotion or cream to your inflamed bottom, her actions meticulous but delicate as to not cause you any undue distress. "See, it’s all over. I bet you feel so much better now that you’ve been properly punished for being so mean. That grumpy little tushy of yours will probably sting for a little while, certainly overnight, but it’s nothing to worry about. And, best of all, everything’s forgiven now, so you don’t have anything to worry about, well except for the mark on your record that is. Isn’t that great! I’ve applied a little soothing cream to your bum bum, so it should heal up quicker and not hurt as much, but you’ll still probably not want to sleep on it. I’d like to stick around longer and make sure that you settle to sleep okay, but I sadly have to be off. I’ve got to report everything to my boss and make sure he feels that everything is in order. But, before I go I’ll need to give you a goodnight kiss to show you that everything is fine", she explains, helping you back to your feet. Embracing you warmly, in a crushing hug that maybe features a little too much of the older woman’s excessive bosom, she plants a series of wet kisses on your forehead. It’s kind of nice, despite everything that just happened, you can’t help but long for some comfort, delicate as you are. Her grip loosening a little, she changes over to preening you for moment instead, moving stray hairs out of the way and cleaning up smudges that she’s spotted on your face with a spit wet thumb. Eventually, finally feeling that she’s gotten you to the state she wants, she gives you one last warm loving kiss on the forehead before letting you go. Waving merrily to you briefly before exiting your room. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, wondering if she’ll have a task for you tomorrow. Taking a deep breath, your mind runs what she could make you do, wondering what’ll happen on her next visit. All the while, you can’t help but rub your exceedingly sore behind, trying your best to remove the stinging ache, making a note to yourself that you’ll need to sleep on your belly or your side tonight.

<<if $submission <= 95>><<set $submission += 5>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>>Humming as she seemingly comes to a conclusion, Aunt Mildred continues, "As punishment for your naughty behaviour today I’ve decided on …", unable to get out her full statement as you quickly interrupt her. "But, it’s not fair. I was trying to do what you told me, I just ran out of time", you offer her, hoping to maybe mollify her annoyance at your incomplete chore. After all, who knows, maybe you can get out of this without anything happening to you at all. The corners of her lips raising even more, it seems like she’s unusually delighted by you cutting off her explanation of your upcoming punishment, a response you certainly didn’t expect. "Well, before I was thinking of giving you some time in the naughty corner so that you can think about what you’ve done, my sweet little $firstName! Maybe even giving you a few spanks beforehand so you had something to remind you of what you did. But, it’s obvious now that you’ve got a dirty lying mouth on you too today. Well, doing your chores is what good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girls<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boys<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>children<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girls<<else>>boys<</if>> do. And, telling their sweet Aunt Mildred big old fibs is what naughty little brats do. But, we have something special we can do to brats so they don’t try and talk their way out of punishments. I’m thinking a good mouth soaping will make sure that you remember not to back talk me. Though, you’ll have to do it naked, don’t want to get soap suds and drool stains all over any of your nice things. Oh, and of course, I’ll have to add your indiscretion into your record. Anyway, let’s get that misbehaving mouth of yours all good and soapy". Finding out that you’re just going to get some soap in your mouth room doesn’t sound too bad! You’re sure that this punishment is going to be a piece of cake, after all, anyone can stand around doing nothing, right. Sure, having to taste soap doesn’t sound too nice, and having do it naked sounds a little embarrassing, but compared to what else she could likely have done to you it seems a lot easier. Still, despite how minor it is, you don’t want to let her, deep down knowing you don’t have any choice in the matter, resisting her actions only likely to make the situation worse. As such, all you can muster yourself to do is offer a quick, "You don’t have to. I’m sorry", as she approaches you, looking you over appraisingly. Taken into her grasp, you let out a short yelp, dragged with ease across the room. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Skilfully, not even stopping to do so, Aunt Mildred begins removing your $currentClothing, causing a cold shiver to run across your form before the rooms heating picks up.<<else>>Glancing over you, Aunt Mildred checks you over, tutting slightly at your lack of clothing .<</if>> As your <<checkAss>> bottom, clad in <<if $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>your $currentUnderwear<<else>>nothing, completely bare to the world,<</if>> sways from the swift movement, it seems your carer can’t resist giving it a playful swat, procuring a secondary surprised yelp form your lips. Positioning you by your desk, your carer takes a moment to leave the room, giving you a moment to stew over what is soon to come. Thankfully, or sadly depending on your perspective, she returns after only a brief absence, a towel held in one hand, and a towel slung over her other arm. Taking no pause, she approaches you once again, staring at you intently. She doesn’t say anything, but it’s clear what she wants. For you to open your mouth to have it soaped out! Closing your eyes in humiliation, you tentatively open your mouth, pulling back your tongue worriedly. Tutting, your unhappy trainer obviously isn’t going to let you get out of this one easily. Instead, you know that she wants your tongue front and center, so that it can’t avoid tasting the sudsy bar. Worried about what other punishments she might impose on you if you don’t comply, you stick out your tongue, quivering nervously as you do. Eyes closed, the first hint that your punishment has started is the hard contact of the bar of soap on your tongue. Smiling a little internally, you wonder why this is even considered a punishment. It doesn’t taste like much, and whilst it’s a little unpleasant having the heavy lump knocked against your tongue, it’s as predicted, nowhere near as bad as it could have been. As she carries on, pressing the bar fully into your mouth and past your <<checkLips>> lips, you start to realize why this punishment is so dastardly. Drool, collecting in your mouth, both from nervousness and the from the presence of the large soap bar, has started softening the soapy intruder. The result of this, unpleasantly, is that a lather has started to build in your mouth, in particular upon your tongue. The taste is revolting, a stinging and horrid manufactured taste filling your taste buds. So bad, in fact is the experience, that you can already feel the tears falling down your face. Opening your eyes, the noxious wave of embarrassment from the situation finally kicks in, causing you an unpleasant nauseous feeling in your stomach. Seeing the combination of soapy drool flowing over your chest, all the while your trainer takes it in with glee, thoroughly enjoying the chance to punish you, it just makes you feel so little. The taste is truly unpleasant and is only getting worse. Even worse, as your Aunt Mildred pushes the bar further into your mouth, you’ve started to gag on it, producing even more soapy spittle. Leaking out the sides of your mouth now is a thick stream of soapy mess, bubbles emerging around the sides of the bar. It’s all too much for you, and you’re extremely glad when the imposing woman removes the soap from your mouth, letting a final torrent of lathered drool spill out down your front. Even without seeing it, you know that your tear and spit streaked face and front must look a complete and humiliating mess. --- You zone out for a moment, everything just too much, but a reassuring pat on the head starts to bring you out of your current fugue. "See, it’s all over. I bet you feel so much better now that you’ve been properly punished for having such a naughty mouth. All that icky soap on your tongue must taste pretty yucky. But, it’s done, and your tongue is all cleaned up, so no more mean words. And, best of all, everything’s forgiven now, so you don’t have anything to worry about, well except for the mark on your record that is. Isn’t that great! I’ll need to go soon as I’ve got to report everything to my boss and make sure he feels that everything is in order. But, before I go I’ll need to give you a goodnight kiss to show you that everything is fine", she explains, wiping your face free of the amassed grime it has accumulated. Embracing you warmly, in a crushing hug that maybe features a little too much of the older woman’s excessive bosom, she plants a series of wet kisses on your forehead. It’s kind of nice, despite everything that just happened, you can’t help but long for some comfort, uncomfortable as you are. Her grip loosening a little, she changes over to preening you for moment instead, moving stray hairs out of the way and cleaning up smudges that she’s spotted on your face with a spit wet thumb. Eventually, finally feeling that she’s gotten you to the state she wants, she gives you one last warm loving kiss on the forehead before letting you go. Waving merrily to you briefly before exiting your room. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, wondering if she’ll have a task for you tomorrow. Taking a deep breath, your mind runs what she could make you do, wondering what’ll happen on her next visit. All the while, you can’t help but wipe your fingers over your tongue, trying your best to remove the still lingering taste of soap.

Humming as she seemingly comes to a conclusion, Aunt Mildred continues, "As punishment for your naughty behaviour today I’ve decided on giving you some time in the naughty corner so that you can think about what you’ve done, my sweet little $firstName! Doing your chores is what good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girls<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boys<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>babies<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girls<<else>>boys<</if>> do, and if they don’t then they have to be taught a lesson so they do things right the next time. I think giving you the opportunity to reflect on your naughtiness will do you a world of good. Though, maybe I’ll also have you do it naked too, so you don’t forget too soon. Oh, and of course, I’ll have to add your indiscretion into your record. Anyway, let’s get you ready and in the corner, I’ll be leaving you there until I’m sure it’s had an impact". Being sent to stand in a corner of your room doesn’t sound too bad! You’re sure that this punishment is going to be a piece of cake, after all, anyone can stand around doing nothing, right. Sure, having to do it naked sounds a little embarrassing, but it’s not like anyone’s going to see you if you’re in your room. Still, despite how minor it is, you don’t want to let her, deep down knowing you don’t have any choice in the matter, resisting her actions only likely to make the situation worse. As such, all you can muster yourself to do is offer a quick, "You don’t have to. I’m sorry", as she approaches you, looking you over appraisingly. Taken into her grasp, you let out a short yelp, dragged with ease across the room. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Skilfully, not even stopping to do so, Aunt Mildred begins removing your $currentClothing, causing a cold shiver to run across your form before the rooms heating picks up.<<else>>Glancing over you, Aunt Mildred checks you over, tutting slightly at your lack of clothing .<</if>> As your <<checkAss>> bottom, clad in <<if $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>your $currentUnderwear<<else>>nothing, completely bare to the world,<</if>> sways from the swift movement, it seems your carer can’t resist giving it a playful swat, procuring a secondary surprised yelp form your lips. Positioned into a corner of the room, your nose pressing against the spot where the two walls meet. Your vision obscured with just the sight of <<if $roomColour ==0>>pastel pink<<else>>pale blue<</if>> colour below, and cream white above, you hear tutted behind you, "Now that seems fine. I’ll be back to check on you periodically, so you be good for your Aunt Mildred and stay here with that cute little nose of yours right where I left it, or else that naughty behind of yours will be in for a world of pain. Do your best to think over your behaviour, and I’m sure it’ll all be over before you know it sweetheart", soon after followed by movement and shutting of your door. Standing there, waiting, you <<if $submission >= 10>>try your best not to fidget, knowing that you do, at least a little bit, deserve to be in the position you are now<<else>>start to fidget, grumbling quietly to yourself that you didn’t do anything wrong<</if>>. What seemed so easy when described to you, proving to be much tougher in reality, the tedium of not doing anything at all making you feel rather uncomfortable. More so, the requirement of keeping your nose pressed to the wall has had an awkward and rather unconsidered side effect. Funnily enough, thinking about your nose so much has given you the most annoying itch that you can’t scratch without breaking the rules. It’s tempting, but you know deep down that the moment you move to deal with it, Aunt Mildred will come back in and then all of this will have been for nothing, so you supress the urge, trying to think of anything else to keep your mind off of it. … It feels like hours, though without anything to use as a frame of reference it’s hard to tell. Thankfully, a tap on your shoulder rouses your attention, your mind having fallen into a half-asleep state as you waited. "There we go. I know it’s late dear, and you must be awfully tired now being on your feet for so long. Don’t worry, I’ll get you all sorted, and you’ll be feeling back to normal in just a moment my little cutie", interjects your imperious carer in a lullaby-like tone, steering you away from your uncomfortable punishment position. Letting out a large yawn, you barely recognize that she’s led you over to the bed, the gentle cooing and soothing comments of your matronly carer stroking your shoulders keeping you only on the verge of awakening. As you slowly come back to your senses, you realize that you’re lying on your back atop of your soft covers, Aunt Mildred stroking your $hairColour hair comfortingly. "See, it’s all over. I bet you feel so much better now that you’ve been properly punished for being so mean. I bet standing in the corner sounded easy, but having all that time to think things over, along with standing around for so long, really are a lot more punishment than you’d think. But, it’s done, and you’ve had time to figure that out all on your own. And, best of all, everything’s forgiven now, so you don’t have anything to worry about, well except for the mark on your record that is. Isn’t that great! I’ll sit with a little longer, just to make sure that you’re feeling okay, though I can’t stay for very long. I’d like to stick around until I’m sure you’re better, and make sure that you settle to sleep okay, but I sadly have to be off before then. I’ve got to report everything to my boss and make sure he feels that everything is in order. But, before I go I’ll need to give you a goodnight kiss to show you that everything is fine", she explains, helping you back to your feet. Embracing you warmly, in a crushing hug that maybe features a little too much of the older woman’s excessive bosom, she plants a series of wet kisses on your forehead. It’s kind of nice, despite everything that just happened, you can’t help but long for some comfort, bored and uncomfortable as you are. Her grip loosening a little, she changes over to preening you for moment instead, moving stray hairs out of the way and cleaning up smudges that she’s spotted on your face with a spit wet thumb. Eventually, finally feeling that she’s gotten you to the state she wants, she gives you one last warm loving kiss on the forehead before letting you go. Waving merrily to you briefly before exiting your room. The older woman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, wondering if she’ll have a task for you tomorrow. Taking a deep breath, your mind runs what she could make you do, wondering what’ll happen on her next visit. All the while, you can’t help but be glad that your no longer in that corner, having not really realized just how boring it would be before hand.

You enter <<if visited() <=1>>the unnamed restaurant<<else>>Restaurant Alfonsi<</if>>. Outside, other than a small standing chalkboard with the word, ‘Open’, marked across it, you’d be hard pressed to even realize that the unassuming shop front was a business at all. Little more than two thinly curtained windows flanking a delicate wooden door, the restaurant barely has a presence within the far corners of the recreational wing of the facility. One thing that is plainly evident though, is that they serve some truly remarkable food, the scent of fresh Italian meals the greatest indicator of its existence the business has. Nevertheless, the inside is much more comfortable. A slightly cramped main room comprised of only half a dozen little tables, all dimly lit by candlelight, the place is a lot less grandiose than many of the other establishments on offer within the Repurposing Center. Thinking about the establishments decorations the first word that comes to mind is 'cosy', dark reds and purples colour the walls, the floors instead covered in intricate woodwork. What’s more, pressed snugly up into one corner, the restaurant has an extremely ornate piano, taking up more space than is probably reasonable in the limited floorspace available. <<if visited() <=1>>As you glance around, a short girl, probably only about five feet tall at most bounces over to you. With violet ankle-length hair featuring a pair of similarly coloured bunny ears breaching the top of it, you can’t help but note that she stands out of place in the very classically furbished establishment. The waitress, possessing a quiet energy about her, wears a sweater blouse combo and a pair of shorts, showing off a mass of freckles spattered all across her pale form. Further, she wears a collar around her neck, though, it’s difficult to tell whether the choice of accessory is telling of her status, or just a fashion choice. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VillinLarge.png]]</div> Turning to grab a menu, the girl shows off a fluffy little puffball tail, showing her to be a full bunny-girl. Stuffing the newly acquired menu under one arm, she greets you cheerily yet quietly, "Hello, and welcome to Restaurant Alfonsi! I’m Villin, and I’ll be your waiter today. We have a daily specials board that I’ll grab for your as soon as you’re seated. Mr Alfonsi makes a lot of really nice traditional dishes, along with a great dessert selection, so I’m sure there should be something that catches your fancy. In terms of payment, we accept facility points as well as cash and staff reward coupons. We also provide live music at regular intervals. I’ll just get you seated, then you can have some time to look over the menu before I come back to take your order. I can also bring over a pitcher of water if you’d like, free of charge while you try and figure things out", showing you towards a table as she goes over everything. As you walk, you take the opportunity to look her over better, taking in the mass of jewellery and piercings which adorn her. Between the five rings she wears spread across her hands, the gold stud and septum rings embedded in her nose and the mix of silver studs and golden rings which adorn her fluffy long ears, giving you the impression that she’s a big fan of the trinkets. Arriving at the small shadowy table, you smile back at the girl, acquiring the menu she previously gathered for you. Smiling, you take your seat, offering her a, "Hi, I’m $firstName. Thanks, that all sounds great", as you take the opportunity to look over what’s on offer. "A pleasure to meet you $firstName, I hope you enjoy your stay here. I’ll go get you some water and the specials board while you look things over", replies the bunny-girl waitress, scampering off quickly. Reading the menu, wanting to check things out at the very least, you see that Restaurant Alfonsi offers a pretty wide selection of foods, though mostly its selection is more inclined towards more traditional Italian cuisine. The menu itself doesn’t have pictures, an elegant font dictating what is on offer, but it does have some pretty in-depth descriptions of the various dishes. And, like Villin commented, they have a lot of desserts! Your attention brought back to the fore by the clinking of glass as a pitcher of water and drinking glass are placed on the table, along with a small chalkboard with a few additional delicacies listed, the quiet girl asks, "Hi again. Have you any thoughts about what you’d like? Or, I can give you some more time if you’d like…". As the girl stands slightly awkwardly, not sure how to finish up her statement, she receives a helping hand in the form of an elderly gentleman. Walking over, bedecked in a flour dusted apron, the man’s greying hair balding at the top, he smiles warmly at the both of you. "Hello. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to interrupt your meal, but I’m going to need to steal away your waitress for a few minutes. It’s time for Villin to play the piano for a couple of songs, and I can’t let everyone be deprived of hearing her a minute longer, you understand. Don’t worry, I can take care of your order if you’re ready to put one it". Not wanting to make a scene, you just nod, giving a short, "No worries, I can wait", as you go back to looking over your options, the newly added specials board making your choice ever tougher. Listening vaguely as Villin begins to play the piano in background, your attention more focused on picking out a meal, even in your distracted position you can’t help but appreciate the girl’s talent. Glancing over at her, her face is a picture of serenity as she plays a fluid classical tune on the magnificent piano, its size dwarfing the small bunny-girl. Watching her sway a little to the music, you get the impression that she’d like to sing along, but for some reason isn’t. Still, looking back down at the menu, you get back to making your choice.<<elseif visited() >= 4 && lastVisited("Recreational Hub") is 1 && !$alfonsiQuestGiven>><<include [[Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Gain]]>><<else>>Making your way a little further inside, the short girl you remember to be Villin, probably only about five feet tall at most bounces over to you. With violet ankle-length hair featuring a pair of similarly coloured bunny ears breaching the top of it, you can’t help but note once again that she stands out of place in the very classically furbished establishment. The waitress, possessing a quiet energy about her, wears a sweater blouse combo and a pair of shorts, showing off a mass of freckles spattered all across her pale form. Further, she wears a collar around her neck, though, it’s difficult to tell whether the choice of accessory is telling of her status, or just a fashion choice. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VillinSmall.png]]</div> Turning to grab a menu, the girl shows off her fluffy little puffball tail, confirming again her to be a full bunny-girl<<if $villinPregnantKnown>>. She’s also very visibly pregnant, her belly swelling outward<</if>>. Stuffing the newly acquired menu under one arm, she greets you cheerily yet quietly, "Hello again $firstName, and welcome back to Restaurant Alfonsi! I’m Villin, and I’ll be your waiter today. We have a daily specials board that I’ll grab for you as soon as you’re seated. Mr Alfonsi makes a lot of really nice traditional dishes, along with a great dessert selection, so I’m sure there should be something that catches your fancy. In terms of payment, we accept facility points as well as cash and staff reward coupons. We also provide live music at regular intervals. I’ll just get you seated, then you can have some time to look over the menu before I come back to take your order. I can also bring over a pitcher of water if you’d like, free of charge while you try and figure things out", showing you towards a table as she goes over everything. Arriving at the small shadowy table, you smile back at the girl, acquiring the menu she previously gathered for you. Smiling, you take your seat, offering her a, "Hi Villin. Thanks, that all sounds great", as you take the opportunity to look over what’s on offer.<</if>> Do you: [[Look at the menu|Restaurant Alfonsi Menu]] [[Ask Villin if you can spend some time with her|Restaurant Alfonsi Spend Time With Villin]]<<if $alfonsiQuestGiven && !$alfonsiQuestComplete>> <a data-passage="Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Start">Help Mr Alfonsi out by taste testing for him</a><</if>> <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

Reading over the menu, you take in the many dishes on offer. There’s a lot to pick between, and the delicious smell of pasta, homemade pizza, steaks and much more is heavy on the air as you try and make your decision. You also spot an extensive dessert menu tacked onto the end, meaning that if you wanted to, you could certainly treat yourself to true feast of a meal. Of particular note, your eyes keep darting between a small set of offers, seeing that there’s also pricing in facility points next to each of the dishes. Compared to some of the other signs you’ve seen, they all seem pretty cheap, and the mouth-watering smells that keep wafting your way from the kitchen point to them also being of a high quality. As such you concentrate on the options once more; - Pasta Alfonsi – <<if $inventory.indexOf("Restaurant Alfonsi Discount Card") != -1>><s>20 G.G.P</s> 10 G.G.P<<else>>20 G.G.P<</if>> - Taster Feast – <<if $inventory.indexOf("Restaurant Alfonsi Discount Card") != -1>><s>150 G.G.P</s> 75 G.G.P<<else>>150 G.G.P<</if>> - Rainbow Gelato (Warning: May Cause Unexpected Effects) – <<if $inventory.indexOf("Restaurant Alfonsi Discount Card") != -1>><s>100 G.G.P</s> 50 G.G.P<<else>>100 G.G.P<</if>> Spotting that you’ve seem to be getting close to a decision, the bunny-girl waitress bounds over, "Hi, are you ready to make your order?", pulling out a small notepad as she asks. Do you: <<if $inventory.indexOf("Restaurant Alfonsi Discount Card") != -1>><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order The Pasta Alfonsi A selection of rigatoni pasta coated in a light healthy tomato based sauce containing a mix of peppers and herbs, dusted lightly with cheese to finish off the dish. Price: <s>20 G.G.P</s> 10 G.G.P <<if $ggp <10>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Pasta Alfonsi|Restaurant Alfonsi Pasta][$ggp -= 10; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 3;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order The Taster Feast A wide range of varied smaller dishes, combined together to give the diner a chance to try out a little of everything. Covering at least six courses, including; breads, appetizer, soup, a selection of meats and/or vegetables, pasta, and a serving of gelato to finish with, the exact components of the meal differ with every serving. Good for health and vitality. Price: <s>150 G.G.P</s> 75 G.G.P <<if $ggp <75>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Taster Feast|Restaurant Alfonsi Feast][$ggp -= 75; if($actionAmountCurrent >0){$actionAmountCurrent -= 1;}; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order The Rainbow Gelato: (Warning: May Cause Unexpected Effects) A rare form of gelato using a combination of traditional flavourings and special new ingredients created locally within the facility. Delicious and sweet, but mutagenic effects from the colouring have been noted within particularly receptive clients, so eat at your own risk. Price: <s>100 G.G.P</s> 50 G.G.P <<if $ggp <50>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Rainbow Gelato|Restaurant Alfonsi Gelato][$ggp -= 50; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div><<else>><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order The Pasta Alfonsi A selection of rigatoni pasta coated in a light healthy tomato based sauce containing a mix of peppers and herbs, dusted lightly with cheese to finish off the dish. Price: 20 G.G.P <<if $ggp <20>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Pasta Alfonsi|Restaurant Alfonsi Pasta][$ggp -= 20; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 3;}; if($weight<100){$weight += 1;}else{$weight = 100;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order The Taster Feast A wide range of varied smaller dishes, combined together to give the diner a chance to try out a little of everything. Covering at least six courses, including; breads, appetizer, soup, a selection of meats and/or vegetables, pasta, and a serving of gelato to finish with, the exact components of the meal differ with every serving. Good for health and vitality. Price: 150 G.G.P <<if $ggp <150>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Taster Feast|Restaurant Alfonsi Feast][$ggp -= 150; if($actionAmountCurrent >0){$actionAmountCurrent -= 1;}; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=99){$weight += 2;}else{$weight = 100;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Order The Rainbow Gelato: (Warning: May Cause Unexpected Effects) A rare form of gelato using a combination of traditional flavourings and special new ingredients created locally within the facility. Delicious and sweet, but mutagenic effects from the colouring have been noted within particularly receptive clients, so eat at your own risk. Price: 100 G.G.P <<if $ggp <100>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Rainbow Gelato|Restaurant Alfonsi Gelato][$ggp -= 100; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=99){$weight += 2;}else{$weight = 100;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div><</if>> [[Put down the menu|Restaurant Alfonsi]]

Ordering the pasta alfonsi, Villin writes down your choice and takes the menu back from you. Waiting a little while, you listen to a couple of musical pieces played by the heavily pierced bunny-girl, the dish taking a few minutes to cook. Thankfully, the pasta dish seems pretty quick to prepare, though the delicious smells reach you nose at least a minute before it’s brought out to you. As the bunny-girl busses the heaping bowl of fresh pasta out to you, giving you a small, "Here you go. Enjoy!", you can’t help but feel appreciative, your stomach rumbling sympathetically as you realize just how hungry you are. Looking down at the steaming hot helping of rigatoni pasta, you waste little time in getting started, picking up a forkful of the thinly sauce-coated tubes. Bringing it to your mouth, it’s exquisite. The light amount of cheese and savoury sauce give the dish a wonderful taste, but most of all, it tastes so fresh and healthy. All of the ingredients seem selected with care, and, with the curious way they’re all put together, you get the sense that it might be a family recipe, certainly not what you expected to find in a restaurant, especially one inside the facility. Before long, you finish your pasta, enjoying the meal immensely, with nothing occurring to you as a result other than feeling nice and full<<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessLevel >0>>. However, filling up on food, no matter how delicious it is, especially with your stomach situation, is likely to push you to having an accident sooner or later<</if>>. Instead, Villin comes over to clear up your empty dish, [[bringing back the menu as she does|Restaurant Alfonsi Menu]].

Ordering the taster feast, Villin writes down your choice and takes the menu back from you. Waiting only a moment, she almost immediately returns, a small basket of fresh breads, balsamic vinegar and olive-oil placed before you. Dipping some of the warm bread into the vinegar oil mix, you give it a taste, humming happily at the delightful starter. As you work your way through the basket, you listen to a couple of musical pieces played by the heavily pierced bunny-girl, the next dish taking a few minutes to cook. Though, not long it seems, as almost immediately as you finish the bread course, you’re soon delivered a fresh salad along with your choice between a wide array of different seasonings. As the bunny-girl finishes preparing the final touches of your salad course, picking up your empty bread basket as she goes, she gives you a small, "There you go. Enjoy! The soup is waiting for when you’re finished, and the main course should be ready soon too, so don’t worry, take all the time you need …". Smiling back, you take in the scent of the course in front of you, smelling how fresh and unprocessed it all comes off as. Loading up a thick forkful, you can’t help but feel appreciative, your stomach rumbling sympathetically as you realize just how hungry you still are. Thinking it over, it’s pretty great how much they’re willing to give you for your points, at least a few more courses awaiting you, and if the breads and salad are anything to go by, you get the impression that they’re going to taste wonderful. And so, the next courses slowly come out to you. With wide-eyed wonderment, you watch on as; soup, various roast meats and vegetables accompanied by some delicious sauces, a light and healthy feeling pasta dish, even some fish. All of the ingredients seemingly selected with care, and, with the curious way they’re all put together, you get the sense that it might be a family recipe, certainly not what you expected to find in a restaurant, especially one inside the facility. Best of all, half asleep from being so full, your stomach warm and content, serenaded by live classical music, you’re presented with a nice refreshing gelato and a little chocolate mint to top it all off. Before long, you with some struggle, manage to finish the last of your gelato, enjoying the meal immensely, with nothing occurring to you as a result other than feeling nice and full, your energy refilled from such an amazing and well-balanced meal<<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessLevel >0>>. However, filling up on so much food, no matter how delicious it is, especially with your stomach situation, is likely to push you to having an accident sooner or later<</if>>. Instead, Villin comes over to clear up your last empty dish, trying to hold back a smile as she once [[brings back the menu as she does|Restaurant Alfonsi Menu]].

Ordering the rainbow gelato, Villin writes down your choice and takes the menu back from you, a slight look of worry briefly crossing her face. Waiting a little while, you listen to a couple of musical pieces played by the heavily pierced bunny-girl, the dessert taking a few minutes to prepare. Thankfully, the ice-cream dessert doesn’t take too long to put together, though the delicious sugary scents reach you before it does. As the bunny-girl busses the giant vase-like bowl of multi-coloured gelato out to you, struggling a little due to its size and the large sparklers sticking out the top, she gives you a small anxious smile, "Here you go. Enjoy …". You can’t help but feel appreciative, your stomach rumbling sympathetically as you realize just how hungry you are, grabbing the spoon ready to start. However, just before she leaves, Villin adds in a slightly nervous tone, "It’s probably not my place to comment, but be careful. I’ve see other slaves and trainees eat this, and it often has … side effects … it looks really good though …", awkwardly making her retreat before you have a chance to grill her for more details. Taking in the colossal expanse of gelato before you, it’s a lot to take in. A weighty serving in its own right, the mass of sparklers, wafers and biscuit-like tubes sticking out the top of it, make it look even grander than otherwise. What’s more, every scoop of ice-cream is a different colour, ten different colours in total, with one of the scoops being a multi-coloured oddity, served right in the middle of the others. Pulling out on of the wafers to nibble at, you get your first taste of the gelato, lightly caught to the bottom of it. It’s exquisite. Sweet and sugary, but not too strong or sickly, a perfect balance. You also, looking over the gelato, get the idea that it’s been home-made, all of the ingredients seemingly selected with care, and, with the curious way they’re all put together, you get the sense that it might be a family recipe. Certainly not what you expected to find in a restaurant, especially one inside the facility. Digging into the main bulk of the gelato monstrosity, you attack it with great fervour, not wanting to be defeated by the delectable ice-cream mass. Every spoonful is a treat, each of the different flavours somehow more interesting than the last. Whilst a lot of the flavours are relatively standard classic ones, you are very pleased to find that there’s also; peach, blueberry, blackberry, raspberry, orange, and even a tutti frutti scoop, that being the rainbow coloured one. Those, combined with the classic; strawberry, vanilla, chocolate, mint, give you more than enough to hold your attention. Taking a heaped spoonful of the dessert, with a double-take, you spot your reflection in a mirror mounted on the far side of the restaurant. With shock, you note that your normally $hairColour hair, is now tinged with flecks of a shining <<set _randomHair = []>><<if $hairColour != "brown">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("brown")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "blonde">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("blonde")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "red">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("red")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "green">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("green")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "blue">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("blue")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "orange">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("orange")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "pink">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("pink")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "purple">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("purple")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "white">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("white")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "rainbow-coloured">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("rainbow-coloured")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "platinum blonde">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("platinum blonde")>><</if>><<set _selectedHair = _randomHair.random()>><<if _selectedHair == "brown">><<set $hairColour = "brown">>brown<<elseif _selectedHair == "blonde">><<set $hairColour = "blonde">>blonde<<elseif _selectedHair == "red">><<set $hairColour = "red">>red<<elseif _selectedHair == "green">><<set $hairColour = "green">>green<<elseif _selectedHair == "blue">><<set $hairColour = "blue">>blue<<elseif _selectedHair == "orange">><<set $hairColour = "orange">>orange<<elseif _selectedHair == "pink">><<set $hairColour = "pink">>pink<<elseif _selectedHair == "purple">><<set $hairColour = "purple">>purple<<elseif _selectedHair == "white">><<set $hairColour = "white">>glow-in-the-dark white<<elseif _selectedHair == "rainbow-coloured">><<set $hairColour = "rainbow-coloured">>multitude of colours<<elseif _selectedHair == "platinum blonde">><<set $hairColour = "platinum blonde">>platinum blonde<</if>>. Swinging your head around, trying to find an answer as your reflections hair steadily becomes more $hairColour, your vision finally rests on the spoon in your hand. To your surprise, you realize that it wasn’t a weird sales pitch, the gelato having done this to you. It seems, eating the <<if _selectedHair == "brown">>chocolate<<elseif _selectedHair == "blonde">>vanilla<<elseif _selectedHair == "red">>strawberry<<elseif _selectedHair == "green">>mint<<elseif _selectedHair == "blue">>blueberry<<elseif _selectedHair == "orange">>orange<<elseif _selectedHair == "pink">>raspberry<<elseif _selectedHair == "purple">>blackberry<<elseif _selectedHair == "white">>peach<<elseif _selectedHair == "rainbow-coloured">>tutti frutti<<elseif _selectedHair == "platinum blonde">>banana<</if>> gelato sometimes has the effect of turning your hair $hairColour. Before long, you finish your gelato mountain, enjoying the dessert immensely, albeit a little shocked by the gelato making your hair turn $hairColour<<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessLevel >0>>. However, filling up on ice-cream no matter how delicious it is, especially with your stomach situation, is likely to push you to having an accident sooner or later<</if>>. Instead, Villin comes over to clear up your empty bowl tentatively, giving you a sympathetic look as she [[brings you back the menu|Restaurant Alfonsi Menu]].

<<set $hannahComplaint = true>>Deciding that you’d like to lodge a complaint towards Hannah regardless, you tell the administrator, "I’d still like to make a formal complaint regarding another trainee, if that’s okay? I’ve had some trouble from a trainee called Hannah who’s been trying to blackmail and bully me. If you could do something about her I’d be really grateful ", tentatively waiting for her response. Despite your nervousness after her previous speech, you certainly didn’t expect the reaction you perceive. As, the blonde administrator Lianne shrugs, seemingly completely uninterested regarding your claim, despite her previous warnings. "Sure, that doesn’t sound like a problem. She’s just a Repurposed Trainee, it’s not like you have any real rights, even regular purchased slaves have more rights than you. In fact, I think the only people who have less rights than you are classified as animals, furniture, or industrial implements. Plus, we already have complaints on her for being such a whiny suck-up, so adding an extra one to her record is simple. No one has her earmarked for anything, no one has her under their protection, she’s not related to anyone of value, and she isn’t particularly skilled in any way. You lucked out in getting a wholly unremarkable bully bothering you. Guess that means the system works and we can all go about our business with clean consciences from now on". Feeling a little irritated at her tone, but glad that it sounds like something will be done, you press the matter. "So, does that mean that she’ll get a punishment? Or, will she get some sort of restraining order regarding me?", you inquire, hoping that matters will actually be sorted. Shrugging, enjoying the look in your eyes as she toys with you, Lianne finally relents, answering, "Probably. I mean, we do have a lot of complaints against her, and I could do with making someone’s life hell to give me a brief moment of entertainment around here. But, at the same time, that does sound like a lot of extra work, and it’s not like you’re doing anything to benefit me here. I suppose I can have a guard alerted by the system next time she tries something. Come and intervene, catch her in the act so to speak. That way, I get something fun to watch later, you get saved from your bully after only minimal torment, and the girl likely gets thrown into some horrible fate for the rest of her life. Sounds like we all win. I’ll put through the form, you don’t need to concern yourself on that matter anymore". Slightly perturbed over just how corrupt the whole system seems to be, but unable to do anything about it for now, you rub your forehead in irritation. Sighing in exasperation, you nod, seeing that it’s probably the best offer you’re going to get, even if it does sound like she’s only doing it for selfish reasons. Deciding not to press matters any further after the severe warning you were just given earlier, instead, you return to your [[conversation with Lianne about making official complaints|Admin Desk Complaint]].

"I’d like to make a complaint about someone please. If that’s okay?", you ask, slightly nervous about making such an official interaction with the facility given what you’ve seen of them. Her face turning slightly sour for a moment, Lianne quickly reverts to her usual seductive demeanour, answering, "That sounds like a terrible idea. Not only are you going to dig your own grave, but you’re going to make me do the paperwork for it too. How awfully stupid a decision. These things never end well you know. You might think you’re being smart by dealing with someone through ‘official channels’, however, the truth of the matter is that nothing is free when you’re dealing with upper management. I’ve seen more trainees be … disappeared after making a complaint than actually achieve their goal, but who knows, maybe you were just making a rather unfunny joke instead of being serious. So, what were you here to query about again?". Lianne pausing to allow you to reply, looming over you the entire time, you try and process what the administrator just told you. It’s possible that she’s just trying to scare you away from increasing her workload or pulling a mean joke on you. However, with the expression you saw previously and her barbed words, you sense at least a sliver of truth in her warning. Nonetheless, it’s still possible that whatever you tell her will work out well, even if she doesn’t like having to do the extra paperwork. Do you:<<if visited("Club B") && !visited("Admin Desk Complaint Tony B")>> [[Launch a complaint against Tony B|Admin Desk Complaint Tony B]]<</if>><<if (visited("Travel To ABDL Hannah Diapered") ||visited("Travel To ABDL Hannah Alt Punishment")) && !$hannahNursery && !$hannahComplaint && $hannahDecision == 0>> [[Launch a complaint against Hannah|Admin Desk Complaint Hannah]]<</if>><<if $metMari && !$mariRemoved && !$mairQuestComplete>> [[Try to turn in Mari|Admin Desk Complaint Mari]]<</if>><<if $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestFavourPerson == 0>> [[Launch a complaint against Agent Gary|Admin Desk Complaint Gary]]<</if>> [[Drop the topic for now|Admin Desk]]

Seeing a sign for the, "Repurposed Trainee Administrative Desk", you approach to take a closer, finding that there’s not really much there. Other than a tall desk set into the wall, a blank screen facing you, there’s nothing else really that catches your eye. With only one desk, manned by a single woman, as the point of contact for all the in-person interactions with the administrative department of the facility for repurposed trainees, you get the feeling that the Repurposing Center doesn’t really care that much about hearing your complaints and suggestions. <<if visited() <=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LiannaLarge.png]]</div> Sitting high up behind the desk, you can see a woman, currently engrossed in a tablet computer that’s off to one side, out of sight. Wearing a black pencil skirt, and a white blouse, a pair of stylish glasses framing her feminine features, you get the distinct impression that she’s some sort of secretary or administrator. Her hair is arranged in a short dark blonde bob, though you can tell that it’s impeccably maintained. Biting her lip flirty-ly upon noticing you, you also can tell that she doesn’t seem to be wearing a bra, the thin white silk of her top giving you a good view of her puffy pink nipples. Tapping a pen against her cheek for a moment, watching you predatorially, she finally relents, greeting you, "Hello there, Trainee $firstName. I’m Administrator Lianne, and this is the administrative help desk for people on the Repurposed Trainee program here at The Repurposing Center. Mostly, my job is to deal with making sure that all your records are up to date and legal, but I also serve as a means for you to launch formal complaints or inquiries if you so need. Though, I personally wouldn’t recommend doing too much of that. You start acting too smart, or make too many waves, and someone will take notice. Could be fun though, so don’t let me get in the way of you if you’re here to get yourself all tied up in something not too nice but incredibly hot", giving you sultry wink as she finishes. "Could you please tell me anything more about what sort of inquiries and complaints I can make here?", you ask, wanting to know more but not entirely sure how to react to her. "Why, of course", the administrator responds, bending forward to give you a better look at her thinly veiled breasts, "If someone is doing something that breaks the law in their actions towards you, or if the someone bothering you is isn’t liked by one of the higher up’s, then you can launch a formal complaint. Which could work out well for you if you’re smart. Or, it could turn out a lot more entertaining, for me at least. As for what else, you can always ask to see your records. As a trainee you basically have no rights, so your personal records are largely publicly accessible, even to you. A couple of corporate and government secrets are redacted here and there, but other than that you can find out just how bad things are going for you behind closed doors". Biting her pen playfully, she adds with a smirk, "We also take suggestions too. Just put them in the helpful suggestion box to your side", to which she points down towards to floor, holding one hand over her mouth to hold back her laughter. Looking to see what’s so funny, you soon find the punchline of the joke, as, true to form, the ‘suggestion box’ turns out to be a small bin labelled as the, "Repurposed Trainee Suggestion Box", pieces of actual litter existing within it alongside what look to be a couple of legitimate suggestion attempts. Standing before the administrator’s desk, you get the feeling that you could probably check out a few useful things here, maybe most importantly your own record. And, with the way Lianne’s eyes light up, you get the impression that she’s happy to help you out as long as it’d be either entertaining or helpful to her. Either way, you probably should do or say something before she gets bored or annoyed.<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LiannaSmall.png]]</div> Sitting high up behind the desk, you can see a woman, currently engrossed in a tablet computer that’s off to one side, out of sight. Wearing a black pencil skirt, and a white blouse, a pair of stylish glasses framing her feminine features, you know her to be Lianne, one of the administrative managers here at the facility. Her hair is arranged in a short dark blonde bob, though you can tell that it’s impeccably maintained. Biting her lip flirty-ly upon noticing you, you also can tell that she doesn’t seem to be wearing a bra, the thin white silk of her top giving you a good view of her puffy pink nipples. Tapping a pen against her cheek for a moment, leaving you waiting, she finally relents, greeting you, "Hello there, Trainee $firstName. I’m glad to see you out and about the facility. I’m sure that you came up here just to see me, which is rather flattering, but do remember that bribery, not stalking, is the best route to a girl’s heart. Every girl loves a nice gift, or twelve, after all. But, maybe you’ve thought up a flimsy excuse to be talk to me instead, don’t worry, I’m already judging you, so there’s no reason for you to feel more nervous", taking a dramatic pause she continues with a grin, "Well, unless you manage to increase my workload that is". Standing before the administrator’s desk, you get the feeling that you could probably check out a few useful things here, maybe most importantly your own record. And, with the way Lianne’s eyes light up, you get the impression that she’s happy to help you out as long as it’d be either entertaining or helpful to her. Either way, you probably should do or say something before she gets bored or annoyed.<</if>> Do you: [[Put in a complaint|Admin Desk Complaint]] <<if visited("Admin Desk Bribe")>>[[Consider bribing the admin|Admin Desk Bribe]]<<else>>[[Try and see if you can bribe the admin|Admin Desk Bribe][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<</if>> [[Ask to look at your record|Admin Desk Record]]<<if $mariQuestStarted && $mariEnding == 0>> [[Ask for help with Mari's situation|Admin Desk Mari Favour]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Admin Hub">Leave Desk</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Admin Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

Deciding that you’d like to lodge a complaint towards Tony B regardless, you tell the administrator, "I’d still like to make a formal complaint regarding Tony B if that’s okay? He’s obviously a criminal, if you look into him then you’ll probably find all sorts of incriminating information on him", tentatively waiting for her response. Despite your nervousness after her previous speech, you certainly didn’t expect the reaction you perceive. As, the blonde administrator Lianne breaks out into a loud raucous belly laugh, literally doubling over in mirthful joy. "Okay! That’s the funniest thing I’ve heard all day! I thought you were going to be a bother, but you were just coming to make a few jokes. That’s … oh … that’s funny! Like that would …". Spotting that you’re not joining in on the joke, she breaks into laughter once more, even louder than before, not settling down for almost a minute. "Wow! I thought it was funny before, when I thought you were just making a prank complaint, but this is even better! I can’t figure out if you’re trying to be a do-gooder, or if you’re just terminally dumb, possibly even a combination, but … oh … this is just … best thing I’ve heard all week. I’m going to have to get the security recording for this moment so I can show everyone in the office, because … you … you!", fits of barely stifled giggling breaking out however hard she tries to stifle them. "No really, I’d like to lodge a complaint regarding him. Why are you laughing?", you respond, perplexed and annoyed at her mocking reply. Calming down a little, wiping tears of joy from the corners of her eyes, Lianne answers, "This was a really bad idea. Do you even comprehend even slightly how things work around here? The reason why Mr Bosco is so open about his illicit dealings is because everyone who could do anything about them is already in on them or has a controlling stake in what he does. Corruption runs deep and is an exceptionally successful business. I’ve said it before, but I’ll restate my position, if you want something from me then feel free to bribe me, however, there’s no way you could afford to outbid that man", thinking for a moment too long for your liking, staring at you hungrily, she sighs, "Though, I am willing to play nice this once. I’ll keep this between us as it’s the best laugh I’ve had in months. Just try and learn your lesson from this and get it through your thick skull that picking fights with organized crime bosses is not a good idea for someone who doesn’t even classify legally as highly as a slave. Now, is there anyone else you’d like to complain about, maybe the board of trustees while you’re at it or some high-ranking government officials". Slightly perturbed over just how corrupt the whole system seems to be, but unable to do anything about it for now, you rub your forehead in irritation. Sighing in exasperation, you nod, deciding that it’s probably best not to press matters any further after the severe warning you were just given. Instead, you return to your [[conversation with Lianne about making official complaints|Admin Desk Complaint]].

"Could you please let me see my record?", you ask Lianne, curious to see what it says about you. Sighing and shaking her head in an over-reactively dismissive way, the sexy secretary responds, "How uninteresting. Do you really think you’re going to find anything useful in there? Better to be blissfully unaware of your impending doom than to overthink it. After all, then you’ll have more energy to squirm and whimper when it finally catches up with you. But, the rules are what they are, so yes, you can see your personal record". Her hand moving beneath the desk, the screen slightly to your side comes alive, an extensive document shown upon it for you peruse at your own speed. <hr> <div align="center">Repurposed Trainee Record For: $firstName</div> First Name : $firstName Second Name : $secondName Age : $age($startAge) Gender : <<if $pronoun == 1>>female<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>male<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>gender fluid individual<<elseif $penis && $vagina == true>>hermaphrodite<<elseif $penis>>male<<else>>female<</if>> Previous Occupation : none Current Status : <<if $volunteered>>Volunteer Repurposed Trainee<<else>>Involuntary Repurposed Trainee<</if>> Daily Upkeep Cost : $upkeep G.G.P Hair Colour: $hairColour Eye Colour: <<checkEyeShort>> Height in Inches : $height Number of Outstanding Complaints : $numberOfComplaints <<if ($diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && $diaperSkill >0>> Diaper Trainer Complaint Level : $diaperPunishmentLevel<</if>><<if $abdlTrainer>> ABDL Trainer Complaint Level : $abdlTrainerPunishment<</if>> <hr> Finishing your read through of your personal record, you nod to Lianne the administrator, indicating for her to turn off the screen. The side-mounted tablet flashing back to its blank state, you’re once again in the position you were before, [[standing before the admin desk|Admin Desk]]

Deciding that even after everything you’ve heard, you’d like to stay and see what the job entails, you answer Anthony, "I’d still like to try it out if that’s okay", not entirely sure how he’ll react after trying so hard to not push you into the job. Nodding, his face lighting up in a smile, Anthony replies, "That’s fine. In fact, if it’s what you want, then it’s great. Just remember not to get blindsided with the promise of money, if you hate what you’re doing it’s probably not worth it. As for the job, today we’re going to run through a few simple things to get you started. I’ll take you around my compound as a tour of your new workplace, and then we’ll shoot a promotional video of you to show the clients before they book you for usage. Whilst I’m not supposed to pay staff as a company policy, as you’re shooting promotional footage it could be said that you’re my client, so I’ll make sure a suitable tip is made to compensate you, even if I can’t ‘pay’ you". Clearing his throat and dusting himself off, his expression turning a little less open, he continues, "Now, of course, as an employee and ‘slave-toy’ of this compound, there are a few rules we’ll have to go over before we’re seen in public again together. There are, sadly, standards we must both live up to, and that means you’ll have to behave in a certain manner whenever you’re on these premises. I’ll try to be as lenient towards you as I can, but there are certain slave protocols that I fear you’ll have to follow. I’ve already half gone over them, but now we need to go into a slight more detail, as those were just the bare basics". Sighing briefly, Anthony explains, "Slave protocols are relatively simple, but getting them right can be tough, especially for someone new to them. I’ve already mentioned the expectation for you to refer to me as Master in public, however, you’ll also need to remember to show similar deference to clients and any dominant staff as well, calling them sir or miss will usually suffice though. Eye contact is something else you’ll have to keep yourself in check over. It’s important that you don’t raise your eye level enough to look a dominant in the eyes, this is done as a sign of respect and deference and can be quite hard for beginners to get used to. As before, you don’t have to do it with me, but some clients can be … aggressive in regard to it and will use it as an excuse to be harsher on you. When travelling, you’ll as a slave also be expected to remain a couple of paces behind me or whoever is transporting you, its again a deference thing, but it’s one that’s probably easier to handle for you. I think the last big one to remember is that you’ll be required to keep quiet unless questioned, as always in private I don’t mind you acting normally, but silent obedient slaves to mistreat is a mainstay of what a lot of the clients come here for, so there’s not much of a choice in such rules. You’ll also need to be nude for your shift, as previously stated, though we can wait until we get you to the staff changing rooms for that. But, I think that’s about it for now, other than a reminder to be respectful to clients if you do end up in conversation with them", giving a brief pause for you to respond with any questions, patiently waiting for you to process what he’s just said. "Okay", you answer quietly, the idea of a high paying job <<if $submission >=25>>along with thoughts of being treat in such a submissive manner already starting to arouse you<<else>>winning out over your apprehension over what’s about to happen to you<</if>>. Regardless though, it does sound like your first session is going to be a lighter one, so even if you don’t like it, you know that you don’t have to come back. Giving you an acknowledging nod, his face turns expressionless once more as he turns away from you, and, with a snarl says, "Come now play-thing, we have to get you prepared first", striding away with the obvious expectation for you to follow him. Which you do, not wanting to see the reprisal for acting otherwise. Passing through corridors and through stairways with your head down, you soon lose track of where you are, heading deep into the brothel’s compound. Finding yourself escorted into a small yet pleasant changing room complete with showers, Anthony waits outside for you to get ready. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you don’t have to make your boss wait long as you're already naked<</if>>. Guessing that it might be a good idea too, you additionally give yourself a quick showering, [[hoping that your results are up to the man’s expectations|Degradationist Brothel Normal First Time Tour]].

<<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $makeupStyleJobCheck = $makeupStyle>>Finally arriving at your job location, you find yourself just off of the main sexual services atrium. Looking around for the exact location of your allotted job, you end up outside a stone building façade, large darkened stone pillars, black-iron fences, and grotesque gargoyles, all adding together to compose the menacing entryway. The front door itself, a double wooden affair almost two stories tall, thankfully hangs open, its immense size likely too heavy for you to breach if it wasn’t. Above the entrance a sign simply reads, "Sin", doing little to help you get a better understanding of the business itself. Taking it all in, the foreboding stonework and jagged metal spiked fencing remind you of an old church you once visited on a school trip, albeit designed to be a lot less welcoming. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/Sin.png]]</div> Passing through the large, open, entrance way, you enter a huge waiting room. Two or three stories in height, lit by dim candelabras and wall sconces, the inside is built in a similar aesthetic to the outside. Enormous tapestries line the walls, filled with lewd depictions of orgies, many of which look rough, almost brutal in nature. Naked slaves rest kneeling in slightly recessed platforms placed around the room, heavy steel collars thickly chained to imposing loops riveted into the stone, their comfort minorly thought about as they all rest on think dark red cushions. The guests, however, sit on uncomfortable wooden benches, some grinning at the various slaves, others looking around more nervously, the oppressive atmosphere obviously getting to them. Finally, your vision catches a large stained-glass window set high into the wall facing the entrance, depicting a naked slave bound to a cross shaped frame on a red background, light shines through it from behind, bathing the center of the room in a blood red sheen. <<if visited() <=1>>Not sure what to do next, you wait, shuffling slightly awkwardly on the spot. However, you’re not left waiting long, as soon you see approaching you in confident stride, an incredibly handsome man with upper back length windswept sandy blonde hair, the hair moving almost as if there was a slight breeze following him. Wearing only a thin white shirt left completely open, bearing his muscular and hairless chest visible to the world, and a pair of thick black leather trousers, his feet bare, he cuts a figure that wouldn’t be out of place on the front of a romance novel. Clean shaven, with piercing blue eyes, his expression is the only thing that doesn’t seem to fit, much more pleasant than you’d expect given the line of business he’s in. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AnthonyLarge.png]]</div> "Greetings sweetling. So fresh, pure and innocent, and you wander into these halls of debauchery still knowing what that entails. Come, let me show you the depths of Sin", snarls the figure loudly, thrusting his arms in the air dramatically as he does. Yet, despite his attempts to appear poetically intimidating, the wink he gives you, brief though it is, reassures you that maybe all isn’t what it seems. Following the man closely as he treads away, out of the waiting room, down a wide similarly designed gothic stone corridor, and up two flights of stairs, all the time keeping silent just a few paces behind him. Reaching a top landing with a single, yet ornate door on it, the mysterious figure unlocks it, walking into the room beyond without paying you any further attention. Your eyes crossing the well-appointed office beyond, an extensive imposing desk sitting in front of the stained-glass window you saw previously, the man turns to you, with a surprisingly warm smile, leaning up against the desk. Giving you a small wave, he says, "Hi, you must be $firstName. Sorry about all the theatrics down there, it’s just what everyone expects. I’m Anthony, and I run this brothel complex within ‘The Repurposing Center’. And, if I’m not wrong, you’re $firstName, and you’re here to look into doing some work with us. Now, before I get into any of the real details I have to warn you that our clientele, at least for this side of the business is rather … hardcore, yes that sounds a good way to put it. We deal with a lot of clients looking to inflict; pain play, rough sex, uncomfortable bondage, and generally humiliating someone else. I wouldn’t want to second guess your reason for coming here, I just want you to fully understand what you’re getting yourself into". Taking a small pause, using the time to point out a chair for you to settle into so you can more comfortably listen to him, Anthony continues, "Sin is a rather extensive complex, as I’ve at least previously alluded to. We have a total of eight floors within our premises, passing from the main fetish atrium all the way up into the main sexual services atrium. Within our brothel complex, we have a wide range of different fetish environments available, ranging from stone dungeons and cathedrals, all the way to dingy warehouses and prisons. As mentioned earlier, we also cater to a decently wide set of fetishes too", stopping briefly to get you a cup of cool water from a nearby water cooler, he soon settles back into his position in front of the desk. "Now, I have a little bad news to go over, and I’m sorry about it in advance. You see, we, as in the business, doesn’t actually pay the staff here. It’s sadly a family tradition that I’m still not happy about. Now, again, before you worry, you will get paid. It’s just, you only get paid in tips by the clients rather than directly from us. Some of them pay exceptionally well, if that’s a comfort. I’d love to be able to pay you as well, but it’s not an option for me, at least at the moment. I hope you can understand", as he explains the financial situation of your position to you, you notice him fidget nervously, picking up a paperweight which he begins absentmindedly turning over in his hands. Curiosity getting the better of you, you ask, "So, how much can I expect to make? And, why can’t you pay the staff yourself?", watching his face drop as you mention the second point. "The clients pay us, but many of them will also tip you. The pay varies as a result, but we convert it into facility points for you without taking a cut. As for the pay issue, all I can easily say is it’s a family issue", sighs the brothel master, placing down the shiny rock and continuing in a slightly happier tone, "I’ll mostly be giving you a tour today, but there are a few extra things to go over still. Firstly, in public it’s expected that you refer to me as Master, or some other similar title, though you can feel free to call me Anthony in private. Secondly, you’ll need to strip naked before your shift starts in one of the staff changing rooms, if we have any outfits for you to wear then we’ll provide them for you. Thirdly, while you’re working here you’re required to fulfil any request from a guest, however, you are also under an incredibly vigilant watch, if anyone attempts to cause harm to you in anyway they will be dealt with severely. Finally, I can’t make this a regular thing, but, if you wish to leave right now I won’t hold it against you or report it to the facility, it’ll be our secret and I’ll mark down that you worked the full shift".<<if $waterSportsPlay>> Shifting nervously once more, Anthony adds, "There is one other thing. Though, I’m not sure if you’ll take it as an insult if I ask you. We have a large demand for … piss slaves. I wouldn’t mention it, but it’s difficult to find workers willing to fulfil the position, for obvious reasons. I’ve tried to avoid assigning our slave workers to it, as it’s not the sort of position I’d ever want to force on someone. However, if you were willing to do it the tips are phenomenal, and you’ll service so many clients that you’ll practically guarantee walking out of a shift with some significant earnings. I understand if you’re not interested given the job, but I thought I should at least tell you that it’s an option".<</if>> Now further informed about what the job entails, you sit there thinking for a moment, drinking your water. Anthony seems surprisingly accommodating, especially for someone who runs a business like this. But, the talk of them maybe not paying you, along with the possibility of a very severe clientele is also more than a little unnerving. As you think, it seems that the brothel master is content with letting you have your space, now having moved behind the desk to look at some paperwork.<<else>>You’re not left waiting long, as soon you see approaching you in confident stride, the incredibly handsome brothel master Anthony, his upper back length windswept sandy blonde hair billowing out almost as if there was a slight breeze following him. Wearing only a thin white shirt left completely open, bearing his muscular and hairless chest visible to the world, and a pair of thick black leather trousers, his feet bare, he cuts a figure that wouldn’t be out of place on the front of a romance novel. Clean shaven, with piercing blue eyes, his expression as ever is the only thing that doesn’t seem to fit, much more pleasant than you’d expect given the line of business he’s in. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AnthonyLarge.png]]</div> "Greetings again sweetling. You’ve had a taste of sin and debauchery, and now are an addict it would seem, ready to wander right back into these halls of debauchery knowing entirely what that entails. Come, let me submerge you in the depths of Sin", snarls the figure loudly, thrusting his arms in the air dramatically as he does, before gesturing for you to follow him. Yet, despite his attempts to appear poetically intimidating, the wink he gives you, brief though it is, once more reminds you that maybe all isn’t what it seems. Passing out of the main room, staying close behind him, the handsome brothel master waits until you’re both down a deserted side corridor before turning to face you with a smile, whispering, "Hello $firstName, I’m glad to see you came back for another shift here. Do you think I sounded fearsome and dominant enough back there? Oh, but that doesn’t really matter, you’re here to work not to listen to me rambling on. We’ll get you all ready and with some clients as soon as possible, and I’ll do my best to send some of the big tippers your way given that you’re here as a worker and only playing at the slave side of things. So, do you have any preferences?".<<if $waterSportsPlay && !visited("Degradationist Brothel Watersports First Time")>> Shifting nervously, Anthony adds, "There is one other thing. Though, I’m not sure if you’ll take it as an insult if I ask you. We have a large demand for … piss slaves. I wouldn’t mention it, but it’s difficult to find workers willing to fulfil the position, for obvious reasons. I’ve tried to avoid assigning our slave workers to it, as it’s not the sort of position I’d ever want to force on someone. However, if you were willing to do it the tips are phenomenal, and you’ll service so many clients that you’ll practically guarantee walking out of a shift with some significant earnings. I understand if you’re not interested given the job, but I thought I should at least tell you that it’s an option".<<elseif $waterSportsPlay && visited("Degradationist Brothel Watersports First Time")>> Slightly nervously, Anthony adds, "There is one other thing. We still have a large demand for … piss slaves. I wouldn’t mention it, but it’s difficult to find workers willing to fulfil the position, for obvious reasons, and you’ve been willing previously. Like I’ve mentioned before, the tips are phenomenal, and you’ll service so many clients that you’ll practically guarantee walking out of a shift with some significant earnings. I understand if you’re not interested in trying it again, but I thought I should at least remind you that it’s still an option".<</if>><</if>> Do you: <<if !visited("Degradationist Brothel Normal First Time Start")>>[[Ask to try out the degradationist slave job|Degradationist Brothel Normal First Time Start]]<<else>>[[Ask to work as a degradationist slave|Degradationist Brothel Normal Main]]<</if>><<if $waterSportsPlay>> <<if !visited("Degradationist Brothel Watersports First Time Start")>>[[Ask to try out the piss slave job|Degradationist Brothel Watersports First Time Start]]<<else>>[[Ask to work as a piss slave|Degradationist Brothel Watersports Main]]<</if>><</if>><<if !visited("Degradationist Brothel Normal First Time Start") && !visited("Degradationist Brothel Watersports First Time Start") && !visited("Degradationist Brothel Leave")>> [[Ask to leave|Degradationist Brothel Leave][$ggp += 500;]]<</if>>

Deciding that even after everything you’ve heard, you’d like to try out the toilet slave position, especially after all his talk of high demand, you answer Anthony, "If it’s okay, then I’d like to do the piss slave option, just to try it out", not entirely sure how he’ll react given exactly what you’re offering to do. Nodding, his face lighting up in a smile, Anthony replies, "That’s fine. Different people have different interests, and if it’s what you want, then it’s great. Just remember not to get blindsided with the promise of money, if you hate what you’re doing it’s probably not worth it. As for the job, today we’re going to run through a few simple things to get you started. I’ll take you around the rooms associated with your new position within my compound, as a tour of your new workplace, and then we’ll shoot a promotional video of you to show the clients before they book you for usage. It’s all pretty standard. Whilst I’m not supposed to pay staff as a company policy, especially with the staffing issues we’re having with urinal slaves I’ll find a way around it to make an exception". Clearing his throat and dusting himself off, his expression turning a little less open, he continues, "Now, of course, as an employee and ‘piss-toy’ of this compound, there are a few rules we’ll have to go over before we’re seen in public again together. There are, sadly, standards we must both live up to, and that means you’ll have to behave in a certain manner whenever you’re on these premises. I’ll try to be as lenient towards you as I can, but there are certain slave protocols that I fear you’ll have to follow, especially given the low status of toilet slaves. I’ve already half gone over them, but now we need to go into a slight more detail, as those were just the bare basics". Sighing briefly, Anthony explains, "Slave protocols are relatively simple, but getting them right can be tough, especially for someone new to them. I’ve already mentioned the expectation for you to refer to me as Master in public, however, you’ll also need to remember to show similar deference to clients and any dominant staff as well, calling them sir or miss will usually suffice though. Eye contact is something else you’ll have to keep yourself in check over. It’s important that you don’t raise your eye level enough to look a dominant in the eyes, this is done as a sign of respect and deference and can be quite hard for beginners to get used to. As before, you don’t have to do it with me, but some clients can be … aggressive in regard to it and will use it as an excuse to be harsher on you. When travelling, you’ll as a slave also be expected to remain a couple of paces behind me or whoever is transporting you, its again a deference thing, but it’s one that’s probably easier to handle for you. I think the last big one to remember is that you’ll be required to keep quiet unless questioned, as always in private I don’t mind you acting normally, but clients aren’t looking for talkative toilets, so there’s not much of a choice in such rules. You’ll also need to be nude for your shift, as previously stated, though we can wait until we get you to the staff changing rooms for that. But, I think that’s about it for now, other than a reminder to be respectful to clients if you do end up in conversation with them", giving a brief pause for you to respond with any questions, patiently waiting for you to process what he’s just said. "Okay", you answer quietly, the idea of a high paying job <<if $submission >=50>>along with thoughts of being treat as little more than a bathroom appliance already starting to arouse you<<else>>winning out over your apprehension over what’s about to happen to you<</if>>. Regardless though, it does sound like your first session is going to be a lighter one, so even if you don’t like it, you know that you don’t have to come back. Though, you get a feeling that after selling yourself out as a living urinal, there’s probably no going back in terms of regaining any shred of dignity back. Giving you an acknowledging nod, his face turns expressionless once more as he turns away from you, and, with a snarl says, "Come now piss-mop, we have to get you prepared first", striding away with the obvious expectation for you to follow him. Which you do, not wanting to see the reprisal for acting otherwise. Passing through corridors and through stairways with your head down, you soon lose track of where you are, heading deep into the brothel’s compound. Finding yourself escorted into a small yet pleasant changing room complete with showers, Anthony waits outside for you to get ready. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you don’t have to make your boss wait long as you're already naked<</if>>. Guessing that it might be a good idea too, you additionally give yourself a quick showering, [[hoping that your results are up to the man’s expectations|Degradationist Brothel Watersports First Time Tour]].

<<if $submission <= 95>><<set $submission += 5>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>>Accepting to work as a fetish slave for your shift, you quickly inform Anthony of your choice, making sure to keep an eye out that no one is listening in. Smiling happily in response, an equal note of caution obvious in his own actions, Anthony responds, "Excellent $firstName, we have a fair few clients who after seeing your introduction video are raring at the chance to spend some time with you. I’ll make sure to filter most of the big tippers your way as I mentioned previously, as I know that as a trainee it’s important for you to be properly compensated", giving you a reassuring wink before returning to his dominant deportment. Starting off towards the changing room, the brothel master once more sets off expecting you to fall in line. Passing through corridors and through stairways with your head down, you soon lose track of where you are, heading deep into the brothel’s compound. Finding yourself escorted into a small yet pleasant changing room complete with showers, Anthony waits outside for you to get ready. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you don’t have to make your boss wait long as you're already naked<</if>>. Guessing that it might be a good idea too, you additionally give yourself a quick showering, hoping that your results are up to the man’s expectations. Smiling happily at your efforts, Anthony quickly whisks you off towards your first client. Over the course of your work shift, you find yourself assigned to a multitude of customers, subjected to all sorts of depravity and perversion. For the most part, you <<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random==1>>have most of your shift take part in the dungeon room, the time in between clients taken up with being stuffed into a cramped cage hanging from a hook in the ceiling, watching other slaves being used. In terms of clients, you have <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>a large selection of women interested in using you<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>a large selection of men interested in using you<<else>>an almost equal mix of men and women interested in using you<</if>>. One after another they whip and torment you on various rough wooden bondage tables and racks, enjoying watching you squirm with joy. <<if $sexualPreference == 1>><<set $timesPussyLicked += 10>>Having you restrained as such, the women for the most part ride your face, coating you in a slowly drying layer of their pussy juices, seemingly content to rub against your nose without any real input from you. Though, a few also put on strap-on’s, fucking your <<if $vagina>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 5>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 5>>pussy and ass<<else>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 10>>ass<</if>> mercilessly.<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>><<set $timesSuckedDick += 10>>Having restrained you as such, the men for the most part are content with mounting your face, rubbing their sweaty balls against you, waiting for you to tongue them attentively before fucking your throat. Though, a few also take the opportunity to fuck your <<if $vagina>>pussy and ass<<else>>ass<</if>>, mercilessly pounding into you before having you clean them off.<<else>><<set $timesPussyLicked += 5>><<set $timesSuckedDick += 5>>Having you restrained as such, the men and women take the opportunity to fuck and ride your face respectively, reducing you to a disgusting mess of spit, tears and sexual fluids. Though, a few also take the opportunity to fuck your <<if $vagina>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 5>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 5>>pussy and ass<<else>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 10>>ass<</if>>, mercilessly pounding into you with their dicks and strap-on’s before having you clean them off with your tongue.<</if>><<elseif $random==2>>have most of your shift take part in the warehouse room, the whole time bound spread eagle down to the disgustingly soiled mattress with a painfully oversized gag strapped onto you. In terms of clients, you have <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>a large selection of women interested in using you<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>a large selection of men interested in using you<<else>>an almost equal mix of men and women interested in using you<</if>>. One after another they make use of you sexually, enjoying watching you squirm from the overuse, many of them shouting out how much of a dirty and nasty fuck toy you are. A few even take the opportunity to give you a brief spanking or flogging. <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>Having you restrained on your back, the women for the most part ride your face, coating you in a slowly drying layer of their pussy juices, seemingly content to rub against your nose and gag without any real input from you. Though, a few also put on strap-on’s, fucking your <<if $vagina>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 10>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 10>>pussy and ass<<else>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 20>>ass<</if>> mercilessly.<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>Having restrained you on your back, the men are somewhat split, with some being content with wanking over your face, rubbing their sweaty balls against you before coating you in their cum. Mostly though, they take the opportunity to fuck your <<if $vagina>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 10>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 10>>pussy and ass<<else>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 20>>ass<</if>>, mercilessly pounding into you before the next man takes his place.<<else>>Having you restrained as such, the women take the opportunity to ride your face, whilst the many of the men enjoying wanking on your face instead, between them reducing your visage to a mess of sexual fluids, sweat and tears. Mostly though, they take the opportunity to fuck your <<if $vagina>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 10>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 10>>pussy and ass<<else>><<set $timesAnallyFucked +=20>>ass<</if>>, mercilessly pounding into you with their dicks and strap-on’s before the next client takes their place.<</if>><<elseif $random==3>>have most of your shift take part in the prison room, the time in between clients taken up with being left in the cramped and dingy cells, watching other slaves being used and punished just outside. Though, at least you get a somewhat uncomfortable cot to lie on in the downtime. In terms of clients, you have <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>a large selection of women interested in using you<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>a large selection of men interested in using you<<else>>an almost equal mix of men and women interested in using you<</if>>. One after another restraining you in the various punishment stations before whipping, flogging, caning and spanking you. A few even chain you up in your cell, fucking you on the small cot. Worse, some even shove you in the cramped and pitch black ‘solitary confinement’ cells, albeit only briefly. <<if $sexualPreference == 1>><<set $timesPussyLicked += 10>>Having you restrained in your cell, the women for the most part ride your face, coating you in a slowly drying layer of their pussy juices, seemingly content to rub against your nose without any real input from you. Though, a few also put on strap-on’s, fucking your <<if $vagina>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 5>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 5>>pussy and ass<<else>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 10>>ass<</if>> mercilessly.<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>><<set $timesSuckedDick += 10>>Having restrained you in your cell, the men for the most part are content with mounting your face, rubbing their sweaty balls against you, waiting for you to tongue them attentively before fucking your throat. Though, a few also take the opportunity to fuck your <<if $vagina>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 5>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 5>>pussy and ass<<else>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 10>>ass<</if>>, mercilessly pounding into you before having you clean them off.<<else>><<set $timesPussyLicked += 5>><<set $timesSuckedDick += 5>>Having you restrained in your cell, the men and women take the opportunity to fuck and ride your face respectively, reducing you to a disgusting mess of spit, tears and sexual fluids. Though, a few also take the opportunity to fuck your <<if $vagina>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 5>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 5>>pussy and ass<<else>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 10>>ass<</if>>, mercilessly pounding into you with their dicks and strap-on’s before having you clean them off with your tongue.<</if>><</if>> Generally, despite being humiliating and a little painful, everything is pretty enjoyable, though also very tiring, what with the heavy usage and punishment. However, one customer really stands out during your current shift. ... <<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Sweat Box")>><<if $sexualPreference != 1>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Electro Edging")>><</if>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Sweat Box">><<include [[Degradationist Brothel Normal 1]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Electro Edging">><<include [[Degradationist Brothel Normal 2 Start]]>><</if>>

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Working in the prison section of the complex for part of your shift, you spend most of the time confined in a small cell, sitting around on the uncomfortable cot, watching other fetish slaves being punished in various ways and occasionally being used by clients for their own interests. However, after about a quater of an hour a red haired <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>female<<else>>male<</if>> slave approaches, wearing nothing but a collar so as to best show off their many welts and marks that adorn them due to their many sessions of corporal punishment from the guests. Unlocking the barred door on your cell with a ring of keys, you get the impression that <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> has been sent to deal with you, though to what end you can’t be sure. Stoney faced, the slave announces, <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>"A client has requested the master for you to be placed in solitary confinement. The master has been payed for the right to do this, though I’m unsure if there’s a greater purpose to this other than the client wanting to see someone punished. Before you ask, I can’t tell you the name of the client, as they’ve asked to remain anonymous, and I don’t know who they are at all as I wasn’t present for this transaction. Please comply, otherwise it’ll be my behind that’s going to end up punished"<<else>>"A client has requested the master for you to be placed in solitary confinement. The master has been payed for the right to do this, though I’m unsure if there’s a greater purpose to this other than the client wanting to see someone punished. Before you ask, I can’t tell you the name of the client, as they’ve asked to remain anonymous, and I don’t know who they are at all as I wasn’t present for this transaction. Please comply, otherwise it’ll be my behind that’s going to end up punished"<</if>>. Not particularly liking the slaves tone, but knowing that disobedience wouldn’t be a good idea, you quickly pull yourself up off of the wall mounted bed slab, falling in line behind the <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>slave-girl<<else>>slave-boy<</if>>. Led over to the bank of tiny doors, the red-head unlocks one at floor level, revealing to you the cramped dark interior, little more than a metal cupboard. Getting down on all fours to enter it, knowing that there’s no other way you’re going to be able to fit into it, the slave escorting you takes the opportunity to nudge you further in with their foot, seemingly irritated with the pace you’re going at. The heavy door slammed behind you, you’re plunged into pitch blackness, only briefly able to get your bearings within the restricted space. To fit you need to scrunch yourself up, unable to lay out in any comfortable manner, the metal floor unlikely to give you any real rest even if you could sprawl yourself out. Add onto situation that very soon you’re unable to spot anything, the place almost completely silent, and, due to the combination of metal walls and its miniscule size it’s rapidly heating up, causing you to sweat in dejected ball. It’s easy to understand why this is considered such a harsh punishment, even the floor cells with people walking over you seeming preferable to the cloying heat and darkness. You're not sure how long you’ve been in the solitary cell when the slave returns to retrieve you, blinding light and a rush of cooling air jolting your senses so that you reel from the suddenness of it all. Panting with thirst and uneasiness as you struggle to crawl back out, you momentarily look back over your shoulder, spotting the puddle of sweat you’ve left behind, disgustingly reminding you of a slugs-trail you chuckle to yourself internally. Thankful to be returned to your original cell, you lay back on the cot, glad for the small comfort it provides, happy not to be within the cramped locker anymore. Despite that glee, the disorientation of your session in solitary sticks with you for the rest of the session, keeping you off balance regardless of how hard you try to focus, though you eventually gather yourself together once. After that, things go back to normal, playing out as the had before for the rest of your shift. <<include [[Degradationist Brothel Normal End]]>>

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>... Collapsing back in exhaustion, it takes you a moment to realize you’re being carried, looking up at the handsome blonde brothel master, Anthony. Mumbling, "Thank you …", letting out a long yawn as you do, you let him take you back to the changing room. It seems that with you being almost passed out, it’s acceptable for the man to carry you in front of customers. Once you’re behind closed doors, Anthony settles you down on a bench, returning soon with a bottle of juice, some snacks, and a large blanket, wrapping you up in the fluffy material before making sure that you replenish your fluids. While waiting, having the handsome dominant whisper repeatedly to you how good a job you did, a nearby wall terminal chimes in the familiar monotone you’ve come to expect of Alice, "Trainee $firstName has complete their shift. Pay out from tips is now being calculated". <<set $random = random(0,6)>><<set $earnings = ($random * 100) + 400>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 400>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Fetish Slave You worked a full shift as a fetish slave: G.G.P + 0 You received in tips: G.G.P + <<set $holderInt = ($random * 100) + 400>>$holderInt<<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5>>Bonus for wearing light appearance style for us to ruin : G.G.P + 200<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for wearing distinct appearance style for us to ruin : G.G.P + 400<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>> Bonus for being naturally submissive: G.G.P + 200<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> Knowing that you have places to be, Anthony rouses you back awake from your short rest, smiling at you and helping you to your feet. Taking his leave, you clean yourself up<<if $currentClothing !="Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">> and put back on your clothing<</if>>. Waiting outside, Anthony gives you a friendly wink after checking that there aren’t any customers around, before giving you the go ahead to call your shift complete. Passing back out through the large stone atrium, you finally make it back into the main sexual services atrium, feeling like you’d been in the appropriately titled, "Sin", brothel complex for much longer than you actually have been. However, for now with your pay received you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<if $submission <= 90>><<set $submission += 10>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>>Accepting to work as a toilet slave for your shift, you quickly inform Anthony of your choice, making sure to keep an eye out that no one is listening in. Smiling happily in response, an equal note of caution obvious in his own actions, Anthony responds, "Excellent $firstName, we have a high demand from our clients for people willing to fulfil that role. Many of whom were overjoyed after after seeing your introduction video. I’ll make sure to filter most of the big tippers your way as I mentioned previously, as I know that as a trainee it’s important for you to be properly compensated, I think I might also be able to add a little extra too from the business itself, given that we have such an overabundance of important guests looking for such a service", giving you a reassuring wink before returning to his dominant deportment. Starting off towards the changing room, the brothel master once more sets off expecting you to fall in line. Passing through corridors and through stairways with your head down, you soon lose track of where you are, heading deep into the brothel’s compound. Finding yourself escorted into a small yet pleasant changing room complete with showers, Anthony waits outside for you to get ready. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you don’t have to make your boss wait long as you're already naked<</if>>. Guessing that it might be a good idea too, you additionally give yourself a quick showering, hoping that your results are up to the man’s expectations. Smiling happily at your efforts, Anthony quickly whisks you off towards your first client. Over the course of your work shift, you find yourself servicing a multitude of customers, subjected to such a great torrent of urine that you’re truly astounded, unsure if you’ll ever be able to remove the taste and smell from clinging to your senses. For the most part, you <<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random==1>>have most of your shift take part in the private urinal room, your time spent chained up in a small porcelain urinal with a pull-out seat section for clients to make use of if they desire. The bottom of the urinal built up so that you’re stuck kneeling in their piss until they let you out of your bondage. In terms of clients, you have <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>a large selection of women interested in using you<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>a large selection of men interested in using you<<else>>an almost equal mix of men and women interested in using you<</if>>. Mostly they just piss on you, some demanding that you open your mouth to drink down their foul warm offerings. Sitting in a slowly building lake of filth, the scent all around you, you constantly have to resist gagging, no escape from your humiliating and degrading situation available to you.<<elseif $random==2>>have most of your shift take part in the pipe room, the whole time standing bound to the wall restraints, the various pipes locked into place, ready to coat you in urine, or worse. In terms of clients, you have <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>a large selection of women interested in using you<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>a large selection of men interested in using you<<else>>an almost equal mix of men and women interested in using you<</if>>, though you don’t see any of them, only spotting their names on a screen placed tauntingly in front of you, next to another that broadcasts your situation. As urine flows down the tubes from the various toilets that they’re connected to, you’re repeatedly subjected to golden showers and even forced to drink copious amounts of the piss, your mouth locked in place with an open gag. Perhaps the most humiliating part of all, <<if $vagina>>connected to your pussy and your ass are two additional pipes, regularly giving you a piss douching and enema as the clients eagerly watch on<<else>>connected to your ass, regularly giving you a piss enema as the clients eagerly watch on<</if>>. You smells foul, and the disgusting taste of urine clings to your tongue with no reprieve.<<elseif $random==3>>have most of your shift take part in the public urinal section, having an unbelievably huge crowd of people take turns pissing on you, all the while visible to anyone walking past. Bound as you are kneeling in the porcelain toilet station, increasingly more urine pooling around you slowly but sure, the level of embarrassment you feel makes you wonder if it’s possible to blush yourself unconscious. In terms of clients, you have <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>a large horde of women interested in using you<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>a large horde of men interested in using you<<else>>an almost equal mix of men and women interested in using you, the gathering immense in size<</if>>. Customer after customer; pissing on you, demanding that you drink their warm pee, insulting and demeaning you, taking pictures to show their friends. All the while, dripping from the crowds horrid and gross collected urine, paid nothing or practically nothing by the vast majority of them, you wonder how you could have ever ended up here. At one point, you’re even sure you spotted one of the large screens in the atrium broadcasting your humiliation, likely not just locally too.<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment>> Embarrassingly, your incontinence chip seems to be reacting oddly to the situation, causing you to have a constant dribble of piss leaking out of your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy<<elseif $vagina>>pussy<<else>>cock<</if>>. On the bright side of matters, the clients seem amused by watching you wet yourself as they make use of you, and you get the feeling that you might end up being payed better as a result. Still, knowing you might make some more points as a result doesn’t do much to stop you from feeling mortified over how humiliated it makes you feel.<</if>> Generally, despite being degrading and a more than a little gross, everything is strangely enjoyable, though also very tiring, what with the heavy amount of urine now in your system. All the while, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and needy pussy throb<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock throbs<<else>>needy pussy throbs<</if>> with arousal that you know sadly will go unfulfilled. As, after all, you’re just a piss slave, little more than a piece of furniture that can also be tormented to the vast majority of those using you. However, one customer really stands out during your current shift. ... <<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Boiler Pipes")>><<if $sexualPreference != 2>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Female Toilet Seat")>><</if>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Boiler Pipes">><<include [[Degradationist Brothel Watersports 1]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Female Toilet Seat">><<include [[Degradationist Brothel Watersports 2]]>><</if>>

<<pissMouth>><<pissFullNude>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Working in the pipe room section of the complex for part of your shift, you spend your time standing restrained to a collection of heavy metal pipes, unable to move an inch, having been bound there by a shaven headed <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>female<<else>>male<</if>> slave. Pipes and tubes all around you in the grimy boiler room-esque environment, you’re repeatedly doused in alternating piss and cold water from all angles, the slave returning here and there to adjust matters by adding a gag, or positioning one of the tubes differently, sometimes making sure you get a good mouthful for the enjoyment of your unseen clients. The camera recording the whole thing, the names of the clients shown on the screen above it along with a playback of what’s happening to you, you’re confused to see that as the bald slave returns the new client is listed as, "Client: ???", your body shivering sympathetically as you nervously ponder what that could mean. Without saying a word, the slave silences you, pressing a ring gag into your mouth that almost immediately causes your jaw to ache from being stretched open too wide, your <<checkLips>> lips rubbing against its smooth leather sides. Slotting another tube snuggly through it with a click, the clear plastic cylinder landing squarely upon your tongue, you know that soon you’ll be drinking down someone’s urine. But, the slave doesn’t stop to your surprise, instead retrieving something else which <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> begins attaching to the end of a tube, their back to you and their body blocking your view, making you slightly worried about what it could be. Catching you by surprise with the suddenness of their actions, the slave grasps one of your <<checkAss>> ass cheeks, pulling it to one side. With wide eyes, you spot the reason for <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> actions, a hefty butt plug not sitting on the end of the tube, a conspicuous hole at the end of it, the purpose of which you think you can figure out. With no delicacy, the plug is soon rammed into your tender back passage, making you grunt unhappily around the gag in your mouth, pain radiating from your sore sphincter. Of course, as the slave backs up, you know that things are only going to get worse from here. The first thing you notice as the tubes begin to fill, is cold liquid striking against your chest, running down your <<checkNipple>> nipples<<if $breastSize >0>> and your <<checkBreast>> bosom<</if>>, eventually flowing down your thighs all the way until it pools at your feet. However, in short order accompanying it comes a flood of warm liquid, likely piss from the horrid taste, into your mouth, the disgusting flavour clinging to your tongue long after you gulp down the foul fluid and it rests warmly within your stomach. Gulping it down to avoid drowning in it, the flow not ceasing, you belly soon feels overly full, unpleasantly so. Worse though, is when the anal tube begins to fill you up, warm liquid flowing up into your unprotected bowels. At first it’s not too bad, a little odd but that’s it, the worry from earlier partially dissipating, yet, that doesn’t last for long, soon the relentless liquid filling getting to the point where it’s causing you to feel stretched out and bloated, you intestines cramping violently resultantly. After that, it continues on and off, sometimes warm, sometimes cold, deluge after deluge of piss flowing over you and into your mouth. Your <<checkHair>> $hairColour <<checkHairStyle>> hair hangs damply around your head, soaked through with urine, while the distinct smell of piss clings to you, the scent rather nauseating even long after you’ve started. With your stomach visibly bulging out, causing you to feel deep discomfort from the sloshing weight stretching your body in ways you might not have even thought possible, you squirm in the vain hope of alleviating some of the internal pressure. Spotting the image of yourself on the screen facing you, you get your first look at just how dishevelled you look, piss still slowly dripping off you, some of the urine having even congealed a little on you, leaving disgusting yellow tinges here and there. Your hair though is also bad, hanging damp and unkempt, slick with the combined piss of many people, however, the worst is by far your lewdly distended belly, a grotesque reminder of just how full of pee you are. Weirdly though, deep down, when you see yourself this way, degraded beyond measure, piss slowly disappearing down a grate to the side, you’re actually extremely aroused. For some reason, it all just feels right, natural even. Eventually though, the piss stops, the slave approaching to unbind you for a short break after the harrowing experience you’ve just been through. Pulling the anal plug mounted tube out, you’re equally mortified and relieved as a torrent of ass tainted piss rushes out of your rear hole, splattering against both your thighs and the back wall before settling in a pool at your feet. The pressure relieved, you begin immediately feeling better, but there’s still a lingering feeling of queasy unease rolling across your body, though you can’t be sure whether that’s just the humiliation of voiding your piss filled bowels talking. Happy to be released for a moment, you lie down on a set of thin yet cushiony mats to one side, dripping urine across the floor the entire way over to them. Taking a quick, and well-deserved, rest, you rub your piss-soaked stomach soothingly, still feeling the last tremors of the awful cramping you just went through. Despite the temporary joy of being free of the situation, you know that you’ll have to get back on the job soon enough, now with a realization of just how uncomfortable and degrading these sessions can get. After that though, things thankfully go back to normal, playing out as the had before for the rest of your shift. <<include [[Degradationist Brothel Watersports End]]>>

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>... Collapsing back in exhaustion, it takes you a moment to realize you’re being carried, looking up at the handsome blonde brothel master, Anthony. Mumbling, "Thank you …", letting out a long piss smelling yawn as you do, you let him take you back to the changing room. It seems that with you being almost passed out, it’s acceptable for the man to carry you in front of customers, even if you’re soaking wet with urine, your clients pee dripping off of you the entire time. Once you’re behind closed doors, Anthony settles you down on a bench, returning soon with a bottle of juice, some snacks, and a large blanket, wrapping you up in the fluffy material before making sure that you wash out the taste of piss with the juice. While waiting, having the handsome dominant whisper repeatedly to you how good a job you did, a nearby wall terminal chimes in the familiar monotone you’ve come to expect of Alice, "Trainee $firstName has complete their shift. Pay out from tips is now being calculated". <<set $random = random(0,6)>><<set $earnings = ($random * 100) + 600>><<if $incontinenceTreatment>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 400>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Toilet Slave You worked a full shift as a toilet slave: G.G.P + 0 You received in tips: G.G.P + <<set $holderInt = ($random * 100) + 400>>$holderInt Bonus for emergency role fulfilment: G.G.P + 200<<if $incontinenceTreatment>> Bonus for incontinence chip: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5>>Bonus for wearing light appearance style for us to ruin : G.G.P + 200<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for wearing distinct appearance style for us to ruin : G.G.P + 400<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>> Bonus for being naturally submissive: G.G.P + 200<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> Knowing that you have places to be, Anthony rouses you back awake from your short rest, smiling at you and helping you to your feet. Taking his leave, you clean yourself up<<if $currentClothing !="Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">> and put back on your clothing<</if>>. Waiting outside, Anthony gives you a friendly wink after checking that there aren’t any customers around, before giving you the go ahead to call your shift complete.<<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0) || ($incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay)>> It’s only now everything has settled that you finally realize just how much pressure you’re feeling in your stomach and bladder, the weight of all the urine you’ve drank over your shift taking its toll.<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown -= 5>> Given the issues caused by your diaper training, you feel that you’ll likely be wetting yourself very soon.<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay>><<set $incontinenceCountDown -= 5>> Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, you get the impression that all of that freshly consumed urine is going to be flowing out of you very soon.<</if>><</if>> Passing back out through the large stone atrium, you finally make it back into the main sexual services atrium, feeling like you’d been in the appropriately titled, "Sin", brothel complex for much longer than you actually have been. However, for now with your pay received you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Deciding that after everything you’ve heard, that leaving is probably the right option, you answer Anthony, "I’m sorry, but I’d like to leave now. I just don’t think this job is right for me", feeling just a little bad about letting the man down after how accommodating he’s been. "That’s okay $firstName. I wouldn’t want anyone to be working here if they didn’t want to. Despite some peoples desires to the contrary I’m no monster and I’m not going to force you into prostituting yourself for rough and degrading sex. I’ll have some money transferred to you as payment for your time, and you can stay around here for a little longer, so no one gets suspicious about your absence. If anyone asks, then I’ll tell them that you were serving as my client and that the payment is the tip due to the time I took up, that should cover everything. If you’d like, then you’re free to spend some time in my apartment while you’re stuck here, I have a couple of games consoles and a decent collection of books if you need something to pass the time before you leave", answers the man in pleasant tone, settling into the seat behind his desk whilst nodding towards an open archway leading off to the right. More than a little surprised about the curious display of generosity, still not sure if it’s not some sort of ploy, you’re even more stunned when you hear his desk terminal exclaim in a familiar monotone voice, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded a 500 G.G.P tip, for tending to Master Anthony’s needs". Not sure what to say, caught off guard, all you can manage is a confused, "Wait … are you sure? I mean, thanks …", in return. Waving it off, he smiles at you reassuringly, "Don’t worry about it. I know there are a lot of business people looking to exploit slaves and trainees here at the facility, but I’m not one of them. Though, I have to admit, now you know the full situation here, if you were to come back again then I’ll have to take it that you’re just shy about admitting what you want and there won’t be another chance to just walk away. If you do decide to return, keep in mind that my workers are by and large very happy with the job, even those who are enslaved here on a more permanent basis, for those who are interested in truly expressing the depths of their submission my complex is a perfect place for them". And, on that note, Anthony returns to his paperwork, smiling at you and nodding towards the arch. Taking the hint, you gesture your head in appreciation before leaving as indicated, passing out of his office into his living space. Again surprisingly, or maybe not so surprisingly given his demeanour so far, Anthony’s living space is by far less gloomy and atmospheric than even his office, a veritable bachelor pad. Albeit, one that has a little more in terms of dark reds and purples, a few thick velvet curtains accenting the walls, and, as he previously commented a large double set of bookcases up against one wall, whilst another is taken up with a huge screen cabled up to a state of the art gaming system. Seeing no reason not to enjoy yourself, you settle into a thick leather couch, leafing through the game selection options on the console. Though, you do spend a few minutes looking over the bookcase first, seeing that most of the books are classics and poetry by the likes of Byron, most of which look to be rather old copies in their own right, sadly you don’t have that sort of time on your hands, which is why playing a few games on his gaming rig wins out as the best options. And so, that’s how you spend the next couple of hours waiting, occasionally getting up to check up on Anthony who is engrossed in his work, though he still gives you a nod and a smile each time you do. Noticing that it’s time for you to leave, you give a small wave to Anthony, still sitting at his desk pondering over the mass of paperwork. Going down the long stairway and out of the gothic stone atrium, your time for the shift complete despite not having actually done the work, you <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<sweat>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullBody = 12>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $submission <= 90>><<set $submission += 10>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>>"Now sweetling, it’s time for you to make your mark on this world. Let us get you prepared for your debut to a life of humiliation, pain and debauchery. A video of your degradation, so that it’s recorded in posterity for the ages. As you sleep, eat, and work, perverts from around the world will masturbate to your squirming squalid form, envisioning themselves using you as little more than a disposable sex toy. And worse, my belief is that you’ll be caught in bliss the entire time, a slave not just in name but also in nature to your perverse urges. What a beauty this moment is", explains Anthony in his haughty ‘master’ tone, giving you a brief reassuring wink when he notices that there’s nobody else around. Pulling his phone out, your boss the brothel master, momentarily taps a couple of buttons before putting it away, moving onward with the expectation that you’ll follow him. With a slight gulp, remembering what he mentioned earlier about making a video to promote you to clients, you quickly make pace behind him, passing back through the hallways of the extensive ‘Sin’ complex. It doesn’t take long before you’re standing before a new door, a brown haired <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>female<<else>>male<</if>> collared slave waiting there already, staring at the floor. Oddly, the slave, despite their slightly dishevelled state, doesn’t seem to be upset about their situation, instead a rather serene looking smile is painted across their averted face. Opening the door and striding inside, holding it open for you and the waiting slave <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> to enter, Anthony closes the door behind the you, soon reverting to his old friendly demeaner. "Nobody will see in here, so feel free to speak openly. That goes for the both of you. We’re going to get $firstName’s introduction video made in a second, so take a few deep breaths and get yourself relaxed first. I’ll get everything ready and set up, you’ll both have some time to rest before we get started. My little slave over there is going to be the one on camera with you doing the actual bondage, whilst I’ll be directing, though only in vague terms really. Check in with each other, get comfortable, and we can start to get this over with in a few minutes", explains the man as he ambles around, moving about technical equipment, restraints and sex toys ready for the recording. Answering Anthony in a quiet, "Sure, that sounds okay", you turn to the slave, adding, "Hi, I’m $firstName, I guess we’ll be working together?", taking in the room while you do. The room, oddly, is split into two sections. The first that you’re currently standing in is relatively normal, a sort of lounge area with a leather sofa, a little minibar, even some snacks on a countertop, all along with boxes of technical equipment and sex toys. The second half, however, is built to look like a dingy boiler room, pipes and grime everywhere with a concrete backdrop. At a guess, you’d say it’s probably the grimy section where you’ll be filming, though that’s only a hunch given everything you’ve seen so far. <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>"Hello, it’s nice to meet you. My name’s Slave-4 these days. It’s all a bit weird to get used to at first, but it can be nice when you do. Also, our boss is pretty nice on us, certainly a lot nicer to us than a lot of the other slave owners I’ve hear about from slaves who get brought here for training. I hope we can have a lot of fun together today"<<else>>"Hello, it’s nice to meet you. My name’s slave 4 these days. It’s all a bit weird to get used to at first, but it can be nice when you do. Also, our boss is pretty nice on us, certainly a lot nicer to us than a lot of the other slave owners I’ve hear about from slaves who get brought here for training. I hope we can have a lot of fun together today"<</if>>, greets the slave, grabbing an orange from the snack table and then taking a seat. After that, you spend the next few minutes getting to know your co-star a little better, though there’s not much to say really, as Slave-4 doesn’t seem to get out much, nor does <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> really want to talk about work, seemingly happy to compartmentalize it. Before long though, Anthony seems to have everything ready and calls you back over, informing you just to let Slave-4 take the lead, to be submissive in all your actions, and to try and have fun with it all. Rubbing <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> hands down your nude body, the collared slave begins investigating your body, a pair of heavy duty restraints in hand. Carefully, <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> straps you into the cuffs, the course material feeling slightly rough against your wrists, making you not want to move around too much. Repeating the process with your ankles, you now find yourself with restraints around each limb, hooking you up to nearby pipes. Next, <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> wraps a set of ropes around you in a sort of makeshift harness, skilfully binding you with the thick cord<<if $breastSize >0>>, your <<checkBreast>> breasts being well supported by its design<</if>>. Checking briefly to make sure it’s not pinching, Slave-4 next turns their focus to your <<checkLips>> lips, slotting a thick ball gag between them, effectively silencing you, other than maybe from grunting around it. Retrieving what you guess is the last part of your temporary attire from a cart just off-screen, Slave-4 shows you a thick blindfold. Speaking softly, <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> says with a dreamy submissive smile, <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>"Master says it’s time for the fun to begin"<<else>>"Master says it’s time for the fun to begin"<</if>>, before tying it around your head, and subsequently plunging you into darkness. You take as deep a breath as you can around the ball gag, steadying yourself, however, you become even more surprised when something else is placed over your head. The pressure over your ears, and the complete muffling of sound, quickly helps you figure out that you just gotten a full hood applied too. After that, time just passes as a blur. Unable to see or hear, you find that it’s hard to figure out or remember what is happening, your whole world a disorienting fugue. You remember vaguely; a cold wet sensation running across your stomach, thighs and chest, stinging pain across your <<checkNipple>> nipples as something squeezes them, and a whole lot of smacks against your inner thighs and arm pits by something small and leathery. There was also a lot of poking, especially to your <<checkAss>> bum, and your ever more aroused <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> dick and pussy<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>pussy<</if>>. However, it all ends as quickly as it began, leaving you unfulfilled and breathless in the sweaty hood. Light stings your eyes as your blindfold is removed, the hood having been taken off of you only moments previously. Blinking to accustom your eyes, you realize that Slave-4 is doing their best to strip all of your bindings off, the video seemingly at an end by <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> much more relaxed and casual demeanour. Spotting an image of yourself on a side screen, realization strikes you as you finally click to what the cold wet sensation was. All over you, you have words written across you, daubed in thick black ink. Most of them are extremely lewd in nature, but, across your stomach you spot a particularly large one which catches your attention, reading, "Slave-72". Being marked as a slave for all to see, along with many other remarks about your slutty-ness and need for punishment, is incredibly degrading. On top of which, it seems you had a pair of thick very technical looking clamps applied to your nipples at some point, the removal of which and the subsequent blood flow causing you to bite down hard on the gag in pain. Weirdly though, deep down, when you see yourself covered in the suggestive remarks, reddening welts, sweat and bondage, you’re actually extremely aroused. Wandering over to help unchain you, Anthony says merrily, "You did great! The customers will surely enjoy seeing your introductory video, and I’d almost guarantee it’ll bring in a nice clientele list looking to spend time with you. Now, I know we didn’t have much time today, otherwise I’d have made sure to have Slave-4 give you an orgasm in thanks to end things, but I hope you still enjoyed your time here. I’ve already put your payment through the system, so you should be notified any moment, however, you’ve been through quite a lot just now, so I need to get some water in you and have you sit down first before you’re really ready to go", carefully taking out the ball gag so you can respond as he goes, along with checking over each of the marks Slave-4 bestowed upon you to make sure that they’re okay. Collapsing back against the wall behind you in exhaustion, hanging loosely in your remaining restraints, you mumble, "Thank you …", letting out a long yawn as you do. Once you’re fully unbound, Anthony sweeps you up into his arms, whisking you over to the sofa you sat on earlier. Lying you down to rest, the brothel master soon returns with a bottle of juice, some snacks, and a large blanket, wrapping you up in the fluffy material before making sure that you replenish your fluids. While waiting, having the handsome dominant whisper repeatedly to you how good a job you did, a nearby wall terminal chimes in the familiar monotone you’ve come to expect of Alice, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded an 800 G.G.P tip for excellent services rendered for their client". Noticing that it’s almost time for you to leave, Anthony rouses you back awake from your short rest, smiling at you and helping you to your feet, Slave-4 it seems having slipped out while you dozed off. Ushered back in silence towards the changing room, you clean up<<if $currentClothing !="Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">> and put back on your clothing<</if>>. Waiting outside, Anthony gives you a friendly wink after checking that there aren’t any customers around, before giving you your leave. Travelling out through the large stone atrium, you finally make it back into the main sexual services atrium, feeling like you’d been in the appropriately titled, "Sin", brothel complex for much longer than you actually had. Thinking over your opinion of what just happened as you travel back to your room, you decide it was: [[A lot of fun|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($submission <= 95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Something you had to do|followDestination('Travel Back')]] [[Horrible, you don't ever want to be in that situation again|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;};]]

<<pissMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<pissFullNude>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $submission <= 80>><<set $submission += 20>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>>"Now sweetling, it’s time for you to make your debut as a toilet slave. Let us get you for more humiliation and degradation that you ever thought possible. Once you become a piss-mop for some devious pervert there’s no going back. You might be able to wash out the urine, but the memory of that moment will cling to you forever. Further, a video of your initiation into being the lowest of low in slave circles will be recorded in posterity for the ages. As you sleep, eat, and work, perverts from around the world will masturbate to you being covered in piss, the thought of making you drink their golden nectar getting them more turned on than you might possibly imagine. And worse, my belief is that you’ll be caught in bliss the entire time, revelling in just how far you’ve fallen. What a beauty this moment is", explains Anthony in his haughty ‘master’ tone, giving you a brief reassuring wink when he notices that there’s nobody else around. Pulling his phone out, your boss the brothel master, momentarily taps a couple of buttons before putting it away, moving onward with the expectation that you’ll follow him. With a slight gulp, remembering what he mentioned earlier about making a video to promote you to clients, you quickly make pace behind him, passing back through the hallways of the extensive ‘Sin’ complex. It doesn’t take long before you’re standing back before the heavy metal door to the pipe room, a bald headed <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>female<<else>>male<</if>> collared slave waiting there already, staring at the floor. The slave, dripping pee all around them in their dishevelled state, doesn’t seem to be upset about their situation, instead a rather serene looking smile is painted across their averted face. Opening the door and striding inside, holding it open for you and the waiting slave <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> to enter, Anthony closes the door behind the you, soon reverting to his old friendly demeaner. "Nobody will see in here, so feel free to speak openly. That goes for the both of you. We’re going to get $firstName’s watersports promotional video made in a second, so take a few deep breaths and get yourself relaxed first. I’ll get everything ready and set up, you’ll both have some time to rest before we get started. My little toilet slave over there is going to be the one on camera with you doing the actual bondage, whilst I’ll be directing, though only in vague terms really. Check in with each other, get comfortable, and we can start to get this over with in a few minutes", explains the man as he ambles around, moving about technical equipment, checking the restraints, generally setting up for the recording. Answering Anthony in a quiet, "Sure, that sounds okay", you turn to the slave, adding, "Hi, I’m $firstName, I guess we’ll be working together?", taking in the grimy room again while you do. <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>"Hello, it’s nice to meet you. My name’s Slave-6. It’s nice to see someone else who’s embracing the chance to become another toilet slave. I don’t have a lot of friends around here, as the other slaves look down at me for what I do, but it’s not a bad job really, whatever they think. I tried being a regular fetish slave, but I’m no good with pain, so I find this much better. You’ll see, it can be really enjoyable if you let it"<<else>>"Hello, it’s nice to meet you. My name’s Slave-6. It’s nice to see someone else who’s embracing the chance to become another toilet slave. I don’t have a lot of friends around here, as the other slaves look down at me for what I do, but it’s not a bad job really, whatever they think. I tried being a regular fetish slave, but I’m no good with pain, so I find this much better. You’ll see, it can be really enjoyable if you let it"<</if>>, greets the slave submissively, kneeling on a cushiony, and thankfully waterproof, pad on the floor. After that, you spend the next few minutes getting to know your co-star a little better, though there’s not much to say really, as Slave-6 doesn’t seem to get out much, nor does <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> really have much to say about work, apparantly not wanting to gossip about her clients various interests. Before long though, Anthony seems to have everything ready and calls you back over, informing you just to let Slave-6 take the lead, to be submissive in all your actions, and to try and have fun with it all as much as you can. Caressing <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> hands down your nude body, the bald slave begins investigating your body, moving you over to the built in heavy duty restraints surrounded by the various pipes and tubes. Carefully, <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> straps you into the cuffs, the course material feeling slightly rough against your wrists, making you not want to move around too much. Repeating the process with your ankles, you now find yourself with restraints around each limb, hooking you up to thick links attached to the wall. Next, <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> begins to rearrange the various tubes so that they are properly facing you<<if $breastSize >0>>, your <<checkBreast>> breasts getting a large pipe each so that they’ll become little piss waterfalls<</if>>. Checking briefly to make sure your bindings are not pinching, Slave-6 next turns their focus to your <<checkLips>> lips, slotting a thick ring gag between them, effectively silencing you, before slotting another tube snuggly through it, the thick plastic landing squarely upon your tongue. Retrieving something over from Anthony, Slave-6 shows you a thick blindfold. Speaking softly, <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> says with a dreamy submissive smile, <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>"Master says it’s time for your golden baptism to begin"<<else>>"Master says it’s time for your golden baptism to begin"<</if>>, before tying it around your head, and subsequently plunging you into darkness. You take as deep a breath as you can around the tube in your mouth, not having much luck, but it does help steady your nerves a little. After that, things pass in more of a blur. Unable to see, you find that it’s hard to figure out what is happening, your senses disoriented. The first thing you notice is cold liquid striking against your chest, running down your <<checkNipple>> nipples<<if $breastSize >0>> and your <<checkBreast>> bosom<</if>>, eventually flowing down your thighs all the way until it pools at your feet. Next comes a flood of warm liquid, likely piss from the horrid taste, into your mouth, the disgusting flavour clinging to your tongue long after you gulp down the foul fluid and it rests warmly within your stomach. After that, it continues on and off, sometimes warm, sometimes cold, deluge after deluge of piss flowing over you and occasionally into your mouth. Your <<checkHair>> $hairColour <<checkHairStyle>> hair hangs damply around your head, soaked through with urine, and worse of all, the distinct smell of piss clings to you all the while, the scent rather nauseating even long after you’ve started. Light stings your eyes as your blindfold is removed, though you’re glad it was there, not wanting to think of how uncomfortable getting pee in your eye could be. Blinking to accustom your eyes, you realize that Slave-6 is doing their best to help you out of your bindings, the video seemingly at an end. Spotting an image of yourself on the screen facing you, you get your first look at just how dishevelled you look, piss still slowly dripping off you, some of the urine having even congealed a little on you, leaving disgusting yellow tinges here and there. Your hair though is the worst of all, hanging damp and unkempt, slick with the combined piss of many people. Weirdly though, deep down, when you see yourself this way, degraded beyond measure, piss slowly disappearing down a grate to the side, you’re actually extremely aroused. For some reason, it all just feels right, natural even. Wandering over to help unchain you, Anthony says merrily, "You did great! Just take deep breaths, try and block out the smell if you can, and I’ll get you something to deal with the taste. The customers will surely enjoy seeing your introductory video, and I’d almost guarantee it’ll bring in a nice clientele list looking to spend time with you. Now, I know we didn’t have much time today, otherwise I’d have made sure to have Slave-6 give you an orgasm during all that, but I hope you still enjoyed your session despite … everything. I’ve already put your payment through the system, so you should be notified any moment, however, you’ve been through quite a lot just now, so I need to get some normal fluids in you and have you sit down first before you’re really ready to go", carefully taking out the ring gag so you can respond as he goes, along with checking over wrists and ankles to make sure that they’re okay. Collapsing back against the wall behind you in exhaustion, hanging loosely in your remaining restraints, you mumble, "Thank you …", letting out a long yawn as you do, you stomach gurgling unhappily at what it’s just been put through. Once you’re fully unbound, even with you being covered in many people worth of urine, Anthony sweeps you up into his arms, whisking you over to the kneeling pads from earlier. Lying you down to rest, the brothel master soon returns with a bottle of juice and a large towel, wrapping you up in the fluffy material before making sure that you replenish your fluids with something that tastes nice. While waiting, having the handsome dominant whisper repeatedly to you how good a job you did, a nearby wall terminal chimes in the familiar monotone you’ve come to expect of Alice, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded an 1000 G.G.P tip for excellent services rendered for their client".<<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0) || ($incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay)>> It’s only now everything has settled that you finally realize just how much pressure you’re feeling in your stomach and bladder, the weight of all the urine you’ve drank over your shift taking its toll.<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown -= 5>> Given the issues caused by your diaper training, you feel that you’ll likely be wetting yourself very soon.<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay>><<set $incontinenceCountDown -= 5>> Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, you get the impression that all of that freshly consumed urine is going to be flowing out of you very soon.<</if>><</if>> Noticing that it’s almost time for you to leave, Anthony rouses you back awake from your short rest, smiling at you and helping you to your feet, Slave-6 it seems having slipped out while you dozed off. Ushered back in silence towards the changing room, you clean up, glad to finally get the disgusting fluid washed off of you<<if $currentClothing !="Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>, and put back on your clothing<</if>>. Waiting outside, Anthony gives you a friendly wink after checking that there aren’t any customers around, before giving you your leave. Travelling out through the large stone atrium, you finally make it back into the main sexual services atrium, feeling like you’d been in the appropriately titled, "Sin", brothel complex for much longer than you actually had. Thinking over your opinion of what just happened as you travel back to your room, you decide it was: [[A lot of fun|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($submission <= 90){$submission += 10;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Something you had to do|followDestination('Travel Back')]] [[Horrible, you don't ever want to be in that situation again|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;};]]

Upon seeing you exit, Anthony gives you another quick nod before turning to continue, once more obviously intending for you to silently follow him. Walking down the cold stone corridors, you soon arrive at what you assume is your first destination, a thick wooden door with a small black barred window opening to an extremely daunting room. Thick shackles and chains line the walls, whilst devices that look like they could exist in a medieval dungeon take up the main stay of the room, mainly stretching racks and a couple of spinning wooden wheels that are partially submerged in troughs of water. Though, you also spot a few things that look even more menacing, thick canes, tiny cramped hanging cages, and even a brazier filled with crackling coals. Looking upon your expression of concern, your guide lowers his voice, making sure that nobody is around first, he speaks in a soft tone, "Deep breaths. Try not to panic. It’s mostly for show, though we have had a few brandings done here in our time, at least under my management it’s all intended to be enjoyable for both parties. I’m not going to let you come to any harm, the clients are closely observed in play by both us and the facility AI, and we take our slaves safety extremely serious. Now, with that out of the way, this is the dungeon. It’s made to replicate a real life historical dungeon, though I’m honestly not sure which one. If you’re spending time in here it’s likely to be pain play mostly, lots of whipping, caning and uncomfortable bondage. Many of our slaves consider it less humiliating than most of our other major scenario rooms, but it’s very geared towards pain, so make sure that’s something you’re okay with before spending too much time in here. I don’t think we need to spend too long around here today, so we’ll get back onto the tour after you’ve had a moment to get back into character". True to his word, Anthony waits for a minute or so before picking back up his tour, keeping an eye out the entire time to make sure you’re not seen acting out of role by any guests. Back to following the man with your gaze lowered, it doesn’t take long for you to reach the next spot on your tour, a two-story tall grimy concrete walled and floored warehouse. The place is dusty, and pools of oil and other stains mar the floor. But, the central point of focus, right in the middle of the floor under the flickering main light, is a heavily stained mouldering double mattress. Beside it, you see a couple of tool boxes, filled with sex toys, and with a closer look you can also make out anchor points for chains and restraints near it, but it’s plainly obvious that the mattress is the main attraction when it comes to the warehouse room. Giving you a nod, but maintaining his dominant tone, the brothel master explains, "This is the warehouse sweetling. If you’re here, then that means that we have guests looking for a hardcore fuck-toy. You may be restrained, you may be blindfolded, you may be gagged. However, most of all you’re likely to be used roughly and without regard for your pleasure or happiness, little more than a masturbatory device for the long line of clients who wish to mercilessly make usage of your holes. There will also be those who wish to humiliate and degrade you, along with a spattering of those who are more interested in inflicting pain, but mostly you can expect to be ravaged relentlessly until you’re sore and worn from their animalistic rutting. You have been warned, now come along". Proceeding onward, you’re soon brought to a heavy-duty cell block, built to resemble what you might expect in a high security prison. On the upside it looks clean, but that’s about all you can say about it, cramped cells with uncomfortable looking cots and shining steel lidless toilets as their only contents. Outside of them, strategically placed ‘punishment stations’ exist, loaded up with large amounts of painful looking devices along with restraints and other toys. Finally, completing the aesthetic, you see a set of small doors listed ominously as, "Solitary Confinement" stacked up so the tiny cells are stacked three high on top of each other. There’s even a few grated bars on the floor which, to your shock, you realize are additional cells, extremely cramped and with the added humiliation and terror that people would be walking just above you. "This, sweetling, is our prison floor", starts Anthony, still in his Master demeanour. "This is one of our oldest sections and is still highly in demand. Some master’s consider it a valuable instrument in training their own slaves, whilst others find the idea of experiencing being an overbearing prison warden to be exhilarating. Mainly, I find that the clients who make use of this section are more prone to humiliation-based interests, though there’s always a bit of pain and bondage thrown in. I’d advise you to watch your behaviour, otherwise you may receive a correctional visit to one of the cells down here. They are disorienting, dark, cramped, and utterly terrifying according to some of the other slaves who’ve spent extended periods in them. You have been warned". After the prison floor, the tour continues, covering a vast array of different scenario-based rooms. To your wonderment and surprise, you find that the brothel complex run by Anthony seems to have thought of an amazing number of options for their guests, along with a whole bunch of more standard BDSM suites for them to use. The alien spacecraft section, and the monster den are even a little amusing to look at, utterly testing your ability to stay in your slave role to its limits as you struggle not to laugh at the ‘probing tables’, tentacle monster robots, and even an oversized ‘minotaur’ fist glove which Anthony explains to you in a deadpan voice is for extreme fisting blindfolded slaves. Eventually though, your guide turns to you, seemingly [[ready to move onto the next stage of your first shift|Degradationist Brothel Normal First Time End][$ggp += 800]].

Upon seeing you exit, Anthony gives you another quick nod before turning to continue, once more obviously intending for you to silently follow him. Walking down a cold sterile looking corridor, you soon arrive at what you assume is your first destination, a relatively plain looking modern door, the only real thing that stands out about it is the presence of the familiar male and female toilet symbols emblazoned upon a plaque above it. Within, you see that the room is a well-appointed bathroom, the sort you might expect in an upscale bathroom. Porcelain sinks with polished golden taps, beautiful intricate tile-work, even a bathroom attendant standing by with a towel. Overall, it looks relatively normal, however, it doesn’t take long for you to realize that the stalls seem to be off, much too wide for what you’d normally expect. The doors going completely to the floor with walls above and around them, fully separating each of them, your curiosity is piqued. Looking upon your expression of interest, your guide walks over to one that is unoccupied, pushing it open to give you a view of what’s inside. Not entirely to your shock, knowing what you signed up for, you can immediately tell what is different within. A large porcelain urinal-like construction, complete with a basin that indents into the floor, you quickly spot the heavy-duty restraints that are built into it, used to bind the toilet slave into a kneeling position within. Additionally, you note that there’s a hinged seat attached to the strange urinal, allowing the user to sit above their bound submissive. A rack to one side, contains a number of toys, the majority of which seem to be gags, albeit gags with large openings in their center, the uses for which you can easily guess. Taking a moment to look around, trying to determine that no guests are listening in, Anthony speaks in a soft tone, "It might be a lot to take in, but I’m not going to let you come to any harm, the clients are closely observed in play by both us and the facility AI, and we take our slaves safety extremely serious. This is the private urinal stalls, they’re not too uncomfortable from what I hear, we even keep something a bit like a bathmat that we put down for you to kneel on if you’ll be in one of these for any real length of time. Mostly the sort of clients who request usage of a slave for here are looking for someone to degrade by urinating on them, some also like to see their slave drink their urine too, but it varies slightly. Though, some just have us set up a slave to use this way whenever they’re planning a visit to our facility, just in case. I guess that they’re just used to having a toilet slave attend them, so consider a standard affair. This position is likely less embarrassing than some of the others as it’s more private, and this place is clean other than the obvious, but you can be waiting around a while in-between usage depending on the circumstances, which can get a tad boring. I don’t think there’s much else to say really, so we’ll get back onto the tour in a moment". True to his word, Anthony waits for a minute or so before picking back up his tour, keeping an eye out the entire time to make sure you’re not seen acting out of role by any guests. Back to following the man with your gaze lowered, it doesn’t take long for you to reach the next spot on your tour, the corridor becoming more industrial. Passing through a large metal door, you’re brought to the next stop in your journey, this time much less elegant than the last. The place is dusty, and pools of oil and other stains mar the floor in this faux boiler room. But, the central point of focus, right in the middle of the back wall, under the dazzlingly bright main spotlight, is a restraining station around which hang a multitude of pipes and tubing, most of which are clear. Finally, in the center of the room is a large camera, a screen mounted to the top of it, though you can’t be sure of the monitors purpose, you have a feeling it might be to reflect the humiliating situation back at the bound piss slave. Giving you a nod, but maintaining his dominant tone, the brothel master explains, "This is the pipe room sweetling. If you’re here, then that means that we have guests looking to spectate some hard-core watersports play. You’ll be restrained in the obvious spot with all the pipes, on top of which you may be blindfolded, gagged, clamped and vibed. The tubing and pipes are connected to various tanks and systems, containing a variety of collected urine, cold water, and some even connect directly to active toilets. The client will be able to activate the many systems from their remote vantage point, subjecting the bound piss-toy to possibly hours of golden showers and worse. I believe we also have a douching and an enema attachment for some of the tubing, so understand me when I say that this position is an extremely embarrassing and uncomfortable one, despite to modicum of privacy it seems to have. Further, you’ll be recorded the entire time, the client deciding whether to broadcast the footage to a wider audience, so whether your humiliation will truly be a private matter is debatable. You have been warned, now come along". Proceeding onward, you’re soon brought to an exit, leading out into the main fetish atrium for the facility, the bustling sounds of crowds of guests going about their business catching your attention way before you see it. Keeping close to Anthony, you walk a little way out into a cordoned off section of the large hub area, a significant queue of guests waiting behind a barrier with a number of guards overseeing them. Getting a better look at the situation, you spot a sign for, "Public Urinals", seeing a set of low walls built with restraining urinals much like what you visited earlier, though these look a lot less elegant in their design. From how quickly the clients are moving through the area, you get the impression that "This, sweetling, is our more public enterprise", starts Anthony, still in his Master demeanour. "Here, masses of guests will make usage of you as a quick and cheap toilet alternative. Most of them are happy to pay a little extra to degrade a slave whilst fulfilling their needs, though I think that a fair amount of them just find it a more convenient public toilet than those provided by the facility. Funnily enough, we don’t make much revenue from the guests using our public urinal slaves, but instead make it from VIP guests who want to request a slave be put in this position. We also sell the public viewing feed of all our piss-slaves in the public urinals, both to the facility and to a number of television channels, further increasing the humiliation of being assigned here. It’s for the most part like working the other urinal position, but you’ll be dealing with more customers, and with those customers more openly. On the bright side it should be less boring at least, though you may want to get used to consuming vast quantities of liquids beforehand, so you can better cope with the discomfort it causes. You have been warned". After the public urinals, the tour continues back inside, covering a vast array of different scenario-based rooms. To your wonderment and surprise, you find that the brothel complex run by Anthony seems to have thought of an amazing number of options for their guests, along with a whole bunch of more standard BDSM suites for them to use in which watersports is also request able. Between the carnival dunk tank filled with piss, the ominous looking deep concrete pit where large quantities of urine can be deposited to create an odd pee-based swimming pool, and even a gameshow room with a shower-like tank prominently displayed in the center, you get the impression that they have thought of pretty much every watersports scenario a client could ask for. Eventually though, your guide turns to you, seemingly [[ready to move onto the next stage of your first shift|Degradationist Brothel Watersports First Time End][$ggp += 1000]].

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Practically purring in her aroused joy, the sexy blonde takes you by the hand, without saying a word leading you over to her bed. Pushing you down on the top of her pink covers with a sultry wink, you watch enraptured for what Tilly’s next move is. One hand moving behind her as begins unzipping her glittery pink dress, you soon get your answer, the sexy blonde wriggling out of it in a slow and sensuous manner, doing a little strip tease just for you. The dress finally pooled around her feet, now completely undressed, she pulls back, looking down at you in a wanton manner, need evident in her lust clouded eyes. Turning around to show off her pert ass, looking at you over her shoulder, Tilly giggles playfully, "I think, since I picked out such an awesome date, like, it’s time for you to repay the favour", sticking her tongue out at you after announcing her decision. "Plus, like, I bet if I leave you needy then you’ll have to come back to me for more. That way we can have super loads of fun together", she adds happily, as if she’s just figured out a complex puzzle. Going along with the flow, you let Tilly clamber atop you, at which point she begins<<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>hurridly removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, practically ripping them off in her excitement<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>hurridly removing your $currentClothing, practically ripping them off in her excitement<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>hurridly removing your $currentUnderwear, practically ripping them off in her excitement<<else>>running her hands up and down your nude form, gleefully cheering that you came prepared<</if>>. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>> Noticing your $currentUnderwear, Tilly giggles playfully, incredibly amused by the existence of your diaper. Whispering in your ear, she tells you, "That’s super adorable! It gives me all sorts of ideas for what I could do to my little cutie. But, not today. Today is all about me, so remember to behave like a good little <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for mommy".<</if>> Now both nude, Tilly leans down momentarily for a kiss, the energetic collision of which is enough to send your teeth rattling. Tongues intertwining, leaving you breathless, Tilly’s fingers entwined in your hair possessively, the hot blonde is certainly taking control, the kiss striking you as like a declaration of ownership. Gasping for air as she pulls away, she doesn’t give you much time to gather yourself, instead with some dexterous finesse quickly crawling up you until her dripping wet cunt is settled right above your face, droplets of her feminine dew lightly cascading across the corners of your lips. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/TillyFaceSit.jpg]]</div> <</if>>Giggling down at you, Tilly’s plump bottom descends upon your face, her soaked lower lips running a wet trail from your forehead and all the way down to your <<checkLips>> lips as she gets properly in position, pulled up into a kneeling position. Warm pussy covering most of your face, her scent filling all your senses, letting you perceive little else other than the underside of Tilly’s heaving bosom in the position she has you trapped in. You all of a sudden feel movement above you, followed shortly by a rush of sensation against your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> fuck stick<<else>>pulsing vagina<</if>>, as Tilly plays with it teasingly, part of your mind wondering if she’ll actually let you orgasm from her ministrations despite her earlier statements to the contrary. Eyes rolling in your head from the pleasant sensations of her fingers gliding over your crotch, your vision eventually rests on the small tattoo of a love heart, coloured a bright pink, that rests upon her hairless vaginal mound, her name Tilly in the middle of it, slightly indented. You think her name might be tattooed on, but there is something else that's happened there too, though of course, now might not be a good time to pursue that line of questioning. Moaning with joy, your equally shocked as out of nowhere she stops, your moans turning into muffled sobs of needy disappointment. Somewhere above, blocked by the aromatic pussy hovering over your face, you hear a muffled giggle of mischievous excitement, "Now I’ve got you all excited, you’ll have to work super hard if you want to deal with that. It’s super fun playing with your lovely <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>lady hole<</if>>, especially that sound you made when I, like, stopped. But, like, you know, for now you should be doing something for me". Not even giving you a chance to figure out what to do, Tilly makes the decision herself, lowering her weight fully onto your awaiting visage. Rubbing back and forth, using your helpful nose to press against her girly-bud, she grinds away. From the sound of it, or what you can hear over the sloshing sound of her wet cunt squelching against your head, Tilly seems to be having a great time, moans and giggles loud enough that you’re sure someone will come complaining over them, loudly playing out, making a lewd orchestra when combined with her energetic masturbation. Not wanting to be just a toy for her to masturbate with, thinking that laying there uncooperatively is unlikely to lead to her letting you cum too, you with some struggle stick out your tongue, working it up into her hot pink tunnel. Her slightly musky taste now heavy on your taste buds, her inner pussy even wetter than on the outside, you swallow down her viscous natural lubricant, worried that you might drown on it otherwise, smothered by her mons as you are. Exploring her love tunnel with a fervour, her internal muscles massaging your tongue in return, her movements above you slow down slightly, Tilly obviously content to let you get to work on her lady parts now that you’re being a more active partner. Shuddering, in what you can only guess is an orgasm, her pussy clamps down on your invading tongue, grasping it like a vice. Her fem cum raining down into your mouth, the hot action makes your <<if $penis>>needy cock<<else>>needy vagina<</if>> grow heated with need, sympathetically trying to join in with her fun. Gasping with desperation, you only hear giggling in response, Tilly’s hands reaching down to stroke your face lovingly instead of moving back to do anything to help deal with your issues. Dreamily, she slumps her way down until she’s lying beside you, lightly kissing your neck and cheek. "Awesome! You’re so … great ..", she whispers, before falling into a light nap snuggled up against you on top of her pink duvet, snuggling up to you with a look of blissful contentment. Laying like that, with wide eyes unnoticed by the now dozing girl, you squirm helplessly, unfulfilled but unable to do anything without stirring her. As such, you both rest up from your activities, albeit yourself doing so much more restlessly. Realising that you need to leave soon, you groggily pull yourself up. Taking a moment to get yourself together, you [[prepare yourself to leave|Date Tilly End]]

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Practically purring in her aroused joy, the sexy blonde takes you by the hand, without saying a word leading you over to her bed. Pushing you down on the top of her pink covers with a sultry wink, you watch enraptured for what Tilly’s next move is. One hand moving behind her as begins unzipping her glittery pink dress, you soon get your answer, the sexy blonde wriggling out of it in a slow and sensuous manner, doing a little strip tease just for you. The dress finally pooled around her feet, now completely undressed, she pulls back, looking down at you in a wanton manner, need evident in her lust clouded eyes. Turning around to show off her pert ass, looking at you over her shoulder, Tilly giggles playfully, "I think, since you’ve been such an awesome date, like, it’s time for me to do something nice for you in return", blowing you a kiss after announcing her decision. "Plus, like, I totally want to see the faces you pull when I rock your world. I bet they’re super funny!", she adds happily, sticking her tongue out playfully. Going along with the flow, you let Tilly clamber atop you, at which point she begins<<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>hurriedly removing your $currentClothing, practically ripping them off in her excitement<<else>>running her hands up and down your unclothed form, gleefully cheering that you came prepared<</if>>. That’s when her hand lands on your $currentUnderwear, causing Tilly to let out a gleeful giggle, obviously amused by the existence of your diaper. Leaning forward to whispering in your ear, she tells you, "That’s super adorable! You look so cute in your little diaper. But, now I don’t know what to do. Here I was, thinking of giving you the time of your life, but in truth you’re just little diapered<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. Guess that means we’re going to have to play things, like, a little differently. Don’t worry, Mommy Tilly will take care of her <<if $diaperMessCounter >0 || $diaperWetCounter >0>>stinky<<else>>adorable<</if>> little date properly", her eyes gleaming mischievously. Now both nude, except for your diaper, embarrassed heat running across your cheeks, Tilly leans down momentarily for a light kiss, your lips brushing against one another surprisingly chastely. Wondering what she has in store for your after her discovery of your diaper and her comments surrounding it, she doesn’t leave you much time to ponder, instead with some dexterous finesse quickly crawling up you until her dripping wet cunt is settled right above your face, droplets of her feminine dew lightly cascading across the corners of your lips. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/TillyFaceSit.jpg]]</div> Giggling down at you, Tilly’s plump bottom descends upon your face, her soaked lower lips running a wet trail from your forehead and all the way down to your <<checkLips>> lips as she gets properly in position, pulled up into a kneeling position. Warm pussy covering most of your face, her scent filling all your senses, letting you perceive little else other than the underside of Tilly’s heaving bosom in the position she has you trapped in. You all of a sudden feel movement above you, followed shortly a pressure on the outside of your diaper as Tilly begins patting it, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> fuck stick and pulsing vagina<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> fuck stick<<else>>pulsing vagina<</if>> colliding against the cushiony interior as a result. Part of your mind wonders what she’s doing, but, as she begins actually rubbing it, you can’t help but let out short happy mewls of pleasure. Somewhere above, blocked by the aromatic pussy hovering over your face, you hear a muffled giggle of mischievous excitement, "Ooo, your diaper is like, totally fun to play with. It makes the cutest <<if $diaperMessCounter >0 || $diaperWetCounter >0>>squelching<<else>>crinkling<</if>> sounds when I poke it, I bet your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>lady hole<</if>> feels super great inside there. <<if $diaperMessCounter >0 || $diaperWetCounter >0>>But, like, you’re totally smelly down there, I can even smell if from here. Such a gross little baby. Like, I still think you’re cute though, and it’s pretty funny, so you’re okay<<else>>Well, it’s clean at least, so I guess you’re well-behaved for me. Maybe I can still make you feel good, at least a little<</if>>". Eyes rolling in your head from the pleasant sensations of her fingers rubbing exploringly over your <<if $diaperMessCounter >0 || $diaperWetCounter >0>>dirty <</if>>diaper, your vision eventually rests on the small tattoo of a love heart, coloured a bright pink, that rests upon her hairless vaginal mound, her name Tilly in the middle of it, slightly indented. You think her name might be tattooed on, but there is something else that's happened there too, though of course, now might not be a good time to pursue that line of questioning. Her thigh pulling away briefly lets you get a breath of fresh air, but the removal is only momentary, as before you know it, Tilly has turned herself around so that she’s facing your diaper, her pussy still firmly resting across your face. Moaning with joy, quickly approaching a powerful orgasm, you’re shocked when out of nowhere she stops, your moans turning into muffled sobs of needy disappointment. However, after giving you a moment to cool off, she starts rubbing again, your teased <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> aching with need. For the next quarter of an hour or so this continues, her ever more soaked cunt still pressed against your face as she takes her time playing with your diaper until you’re just about to cum, before leaving it alone for you to cool back down, repeating the cycle again and again. It’s horrid being brought to the edge without release, and you’re not sure what to do, Tilly obviously in control of the situation, her vagina blocking any escape. Frantic from all the harsh teasing, that’s when you finally get an idea. Wanting her to stop her teasing and let you cum, you figure the best you can do is to start pleasing her. After all, maybe if you’re a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and give her a nice orgasm, she’ll return the favour. So, with some difficulty, you stick out your tongue, working it up into her slick feminine folds. Her slightly musky taste now heavy on your taste buds, you lap against her delicate bud, simultaneously having to swallow down her viscous natural lubricant, slightly worried that you might drown on it otherwise, smothered by her mons as you are. Exploring her pink pussy with your tongue, Tilly lets out a surprised squeal of enjoyment, returning to play with your diaper as she does, probably out of happiness for your actions you guess as you pick up the pace, suckling her clit too. Shuddering, in what you can only guess is an orgasm, her fem cum raining down into your mouth, Tilly lets out an ear-splitting shriek of pleasure, her whole body spasming atop of you. The hot action makes your <<if $penis && $vagina>>needy cock and vagina<<elseif $penis>>needy cock<<else>>needy vagina<</if>> grow heated with arousal, sympathetically trying to join in with her fun, on the edge of cumming too from her attention. Gasping with desperation, you await the last diaper rubs you’ll need to finally push you over the edge. Sadly, you only hear giggling in response, Tilly’s giving your diaper two last heavy pats before dismounting you. Her hands reaching down to stroke your face lovingly instead of moving back to do anything to help deal with your issues. Dreamily, she slumps her way down until she’s lying beside you, lightly kissing your neck and cheek. "You’re the best adult baby ever … so much fun to play with … so cute …", she whispers, before falling into a light nap snuggled up against you on top of her pink duvet, snuggling up to you with a look of blissful contentment. Laying like that, with wide eyes unnoticed by the now dozing girl, you squirm helplessly, unfulfilled but unable to do anything without stirring her, happy at least that she seemed accepting of your diapered state, even if she teased you mercilessly as a result. As such, you both rest up from your activities, albeit yourself doing so much more restlessly. Realising that you need to leave soon, you groggily pull yourself up. Taking a moment to get yourself together, you [[prepare yourself to leave|Date Tilly End]]

As you’re walking towards your intended destination, minding your own business, your attention is caught by a harsh voice shouting something that you can’t really make out. Turning to check the situation, unsure of the cause of the noise, you shiver nervously at what you see. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AgnesLarge.png]]</div> Calling to you, her tone both mocking and menacing, you hear the evil babysitter Aunt Agnes shout, "… yeah, you. I thought I recognized you. You’re one of those annoying twerps that my precious little Malus made friends with. In my mind, that means that you’re fair game to mess with. I’m bored, and you look like you could be fun to torment for a bit, so stay where you are a moment", the huge woman striding towards you the entire time. Gulping at her words, confident that they don’t bode well for you, you stand there for a moment in shock, looking over the Amazonian figure of Aunt Agnes. Standing at almost 7-foot-tall, the redheaded woman is dressed in her usual red ruffled blouse and a billowing black long skirt, giving her a misleadingly cute and casual appearance at first look. Her hair, tied in a tight bun, however, cuts a much more imposing figure, even if she only looks to be in her early 20’s at a glance. <<if !$nonConPlay && $sexualPreference != 2>>Eyes wide with worry, you wonder whether [[it may be best just to let her have her way|Travel To Aunt Agnes Breast Feed Main]], unsure what the consequences of running might be. After the way you’ve seen her treat Malus, you get the feeling that staying isn’t going to end well for you, but similarly you can’t help but think that annoying her could end up worse for you. Either way, you’re obviously going to have to make a move soon.<<elseif $nonConPlay && $sexualPreference !=2>>Eyes wide with worry, you know there’s not really a choice in the matter, the hulking Amazonian babysitter striding towards you at a pace you’re pretty sure you couldn’t outrun. Gulping as you catch the manic gleam in her striking green eyes, the tinge of amusement you spot cross her visage both combining together to make it completely clear that whatever is going to happen, she’s going to enjoy it immensely. <<include [[Travel To Aunt Agnes Breast Feed Main]]>><<else>>Eyes wide with worry, absolutely sure that you want nothing to do with her you formulate your plan. Deciding that running is the best option, you turn and flee, making sure to head into as many crowds as you can, suspecting that you’ll be harder to spot, and that the huge woman may find it difficult to push her way through such tight spaces. Thankfully, your plan seems successful, Aunt Agnes getting tired of the chase remarkably quickly, leaving you to carry on with your journey.<</if>> <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

<<orgasm>><<set $timesMasturbated += 1>><<if $submission <= 97>><<set $submission += 3>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") == -1>><<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>>Reaching you with haste, the cruel carer laughs with menacing glee, "I can’t believe you didn’t run, it’s almost sweet. Don’t think I’ll go easier on you though, Malus has been a real brat today and I’ve been in need of a dopey little baby-brain to blow off some steam punishing. Like, I’d prefer to torment that stinky diaper-butt, but the nursery has him booked for a dumb television spot without me, so I guess I have to settle for playing with you", her hand clamping down on your shoulder to prevent any hope of your escape as soon as she gets close enough. <<if $submission >= 0>>Nervously looking left and right for someone to help you, you see no one willing to do so, though the look of sympathy from a passing businessman does make you feel a little better. Not sure what else to say, you just meekly respond, "Yes Aunt Agnes, we can play together if you’d like, but please don’t be too mean", peering up at her for any hint of mercy she might have.<<else>>Annoyed by her rudeness, you glance around, looking for aid from passers-by to no avail. Sighing in exasperation, wondering if maybe you can talk her out of this, you respond sulkily, "Can’t you just let me go Aunt Agnes? I bet there is someone way more fun to push around than me", your words accompanied with a bratty stomp in your frustration.<</if>> Breaking out into another round of raucous laughter, the Amazonian babysitter tightens her grip on you, guiding you off to one side in the direction of a nearby bench. "Cute. Maybe I could let you go. But, then everyone would say that I was going soft on your twerps, and you wouldn’t want that would you? Nah, I think someone is going to get themselves a fun little play session. However, first I need to check that you’re properly diapered". Her free hand reaching to give you a good pat down, Aunt Agnes gropes at your <<checkAss>> bottom, trying to figure out if everything is in order. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Thankfully, she can feel the padding of your $currentUnderwear, and seems mollified, instead finishing the short journey to the bench, pulling you onto her gargantuan lap in a fluid motion with ease<<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>. Taking a moment, seeing you so fully clothed, she seems make her mind up, removing your $currentClothing with some slight care, your recently stripped apparel left in a small heap beside her.<</if>><<else>>Sadly, with a hint of glee she can’t feel the padding of a diaper, something that you feel will be changing imminently. Still heading towards the bench, she<<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>starts to remove your $currentClothing, discarding them as she goes and leaving you naked<<else>>pokes and prods your clothes less form, amusing herself with your flinches and tiny whimpers<</if>>. Descending up you further, you soon find the large yet feminine hands of the girl upon you as she <<if $currentUnderwear == "Naked">>gives your nude bum a harsh squeeze<<else>>removes your $currentUnderwear, tossing them unceremoniously to the floor<</if>>. Happy that you’re completely accessible in your current state, she takes a seat, pulling you across her lap in a fluid motion and with ease. <<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">>Fully nude and in the grasp of the giant woman, it doesn’t take much effort for her to wrestle you into a plain reusable diaper, taping you into it with one hand as she holds your squirming form down with the other. Her job done in a flash, she sits you up in her lap, ready to deal with what comes next.<</if>> Seated in the imperious woman’s lap, you aren’t left long to ponder your fate, as soon her hands begin roaming across your nude form exploratorily, though she’s much too rough for it to be too stimulating. In particular, she seems to be amused by your <<checkNipple>> nipples, giving them a painful twist, your surprised reaction to which seems to fill her with mirth. Uncomfortable but unable to do much else other than wait until she tires of you, you sulk, embarrassed at being treated so harshly in a public setting. That’s when it happens. Maybe because of the prodding and poking, maybe because of your distress, either way, you can do little to cover for the unhappy gurgling of your stomach. You hope that she’ll just pass over it, ignoring it in her teasing, but from the way that she completely stops her other actions you get the impression that she’s found exactly what she’s going to torment you over. "Is the little baby hungry?", she cackles derisively, winding you as she pets your belly with way too much force. "Well, I guess I’d be an awful babysitter if I didn’t take care of that, wouldn’t I? Guess you got luck today you needy little twerp. Now you get something nice from me instead", her hands deftly unfastening the buttons of her blouse, freeing her sizable breasts from within, their bulk almost colliding with your face as they spring out towards you. Slightly shockingly, from their proximity you can clearly see that her nipples, already erect and puffy, are leaking beads of milk from the end, which from the way she’s acting you guess are soon going to be going down your throat. Taking hold of the back of your head with one hand, she guides her left thick milky bud you’re your mouth, <<if $submission >=0>>though she probably didn’t need to put in all that effort given how passively you’re acting to her guidance<<else>>her immense strength halting your attempts to twist your head out of the way<</if>>. Keeping one hand firmly affixed to the back of your skull, you have little choice, trapped as you are. Even without any effort on your part, her breast seems to sense your presence, depositing a creamy load of her milk upon your tongue, at which point you have even less of a choice, swallowing the liquid down in heavy gulps to avoid choking on it as the flow of milk rapidly increases. It’s actually pretty tasty, but being breast fed, nude but for a diaper, publicly by the mean Aunt Agnes is certainly putting a dampener on the situation, making it very hard to enjoy your forced meal. Jumping with a start, almost thankful for her firm hold as you worry you might have fallen to the floor from the startled movement you made, you try and peer down around the bulbous breast that blocks your view to see what’s happening. Though it’s out of your vision, you know she’s doing something to you, pressure on the front of your diaper as she prods at it making your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> respond the painful but annoyingly arousing touch. Trying to take your mind off of whatever she’s trying, you instead start to suckle on her tasty nipple, the wonderful milk she’s lactating helping to distract you at least a little. "Such a dweeb, you’re getting turned on from me touching you, aren’t you? I bet I can get you to make cummies in your stupid diapee. Oh, that sounds like a good laugh. Guess it really is your lucky day, then you’ll get to sit in your dirty cum-filled nappy for the rest of the day. It’ll be like a reminder of my little visit", laughs Aunt Agnes, redoubling her pokes to your diaper. Her pokes soon turning to frantic rubs instead, uncomfortably rough but still getting through to you, you moan around her teat, your face getting hot with a combination of embarrassment and aroused need. Squirming at her touch, sore pleasure coursing through your sluggish well-fed body, you tiredly await the inevitable, slumped against her large form in defeat.<<if ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay)>> Loud gurgles coming from your stomach once more catch your attention, Aunt Agnes not stopping her intimate attention to you but still letting out a small acknowledging laugh. At first, you wonder if you’re just not full yet, but the way your stomach is sloshing from the heavy rubbing jostling it makes it clear that isn’t the case. The answer though, is quickly brought to your attention, as, to your horror, <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>>you realize that your body is trying to poop and pee at the same time, possibly as a result of the copious boob milk you’ve recently chugged down. The mess and pee flowing into your $currentUnderwear, you close your eyes in dismay, disgusted over what you’re doing as you’re being touch so sexually. The smell of piss and worse now clinging to you, you’re not sure if you’ll ever be able to live this moment down.<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>>you realize that your body is trying to poop, possibly as a result of the copious boob milk you’ve recently chugged down. The mess flowing warmly and thickly into your $currentUnderwear, you close your eyes in dismay, disgusted over what you’re doing as you’re being touch so sexually. The smell of your waste now clinging to you, you’re not sure if you’ll ever be able to live this moment down.<<else>><<diaperWetAccident>>you realize that your body is trying to pee, possibly as a result of the copious boob milk you’ve recently chugged down. The pee flowing into your $currentUnderwear, you close your eyes in dismay, disgusted over what you’re doing as you’re being touch so sexually. The smell of piss now clinging to you, you’re not sure if you’ll ever be able to live this moment down.<</if>> "What a dirty little stinker you turned out to be", chuckles your tormentor, turning her nose up at the odour you’ve just produced, "You’re maybe even worse than Malus, it smells like something died in there, how do you even manage to be so gross?", her rubbing only growing more fast paced as she gets energized from mocking you.<</if>> Delicious breast milk flowing down our throat, Aunt Agnes’s touch finally pushes you over the edge, the friction from her ministrations combined with the cushiony padding of your diaper managing to masturbate you in just the right way. It’s humiliating to be brought to orgasm in such a way, but there’s nothing you can do about it, your <<if $penis && $vagina>>dick and vagina<<elseif $penis>>dick<<else>>vagina<</if>> leaking a few furtive spurts of <<if $vagina && !$penis>>fem-cum<<else>>cum<</if>> into your diaper. Rubbing against her as your body shakes from the rush of sensation, you don’t really feel like you won by orgasming today, the embarrassing cost way too high. Her nipple pulled out of your mouth with a wet plop, you fall into a heap on the floor as Aunt Agnes suddenly gets up, doing nothing to support you. Rubbing your aching behind with a sulk plastered across your face, the evil babysitter looks down at you with malevolent glee, faking a disinterested yawn, "You came really quickly. Suppose that makes you a dirty perve-y gross baby. In fact, I bet you were just waiting for me to give you some special attention. Well, now that I’ve fed you and looked after you, you should run along, you’re starting to stink up the place and the cleaning staff won’t be happy about that. Plus, I need to get back to Malus anyway. See you around". Wandering off without giving you another thought, you watch the hulking red-head depart, all the while trying to pull yourself together. Left nude except for your <<if $vagina && !$penis>>fem-cum<<else>>cum<</if>> filled<<if ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay)>> accident soiled<</if>> diaper and heaping load of embarrassment, you’re just not sure what to do. Gathering your things as quickly as you can, not wanting to deal with this public humiliation any longer, you run toward your original planned destination, sure that you’ll likely be late after this horrific delay.<<if !$nonConPlay>> <<include [[Travel To End]]>><</if>>

Calling her over to your table, you decide to spend more time with Villin. Chatting quietly with the bunny-girl as she keeps an eye out for customers who would want her attention, you soon find that you’re the one making most of the conversation with the quiet girl. For the most part, <<if $villinRelationship <25 && !$villinDating >>you make small talk between the two of you, mostly about the restaurant and its menu<<elseif $villinRelationship >=25 && $villinRelationship <50 && !$villinDating >>you make friendly small talk about the facility, Villin making sure to ask how you’ve been<<elseif $villinRelationship >=50 && !$villinDating>>you make friendly small talk about all sorts of matters, filled with in jokes between the two of you. Additionally, Villin makes sure to ask how you’ve been, her tone sincere in her desire to hear your problems and lend a shoulder to lean on<<else>>you make slightly awkward but enjoyable small talk, Villin obviously enjoying your time together but very shy now that you’re dating. Attentively asking about how you’re doing, she is incredibly sympathetic to your situation, her attention undivided and a look of adoration towards you constantly crossing her face as you speak<</if>>. For the most part, it's quite relaxing, just chatting with someone in between her handling her job. Seeing an opening in the conversation as Villin comes back from dealing with some empty plates you think about what to do next. Do you: <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Villin at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>>[[Hang out with Villin|Restaurant Alfonsi Hang Out With Villin][if($villinRelationship<=98){$villinRelationship += 2;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;}; $actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>> [[Ask Villin about herself|Villin Ask About Self]] [[Ask Villin about what she wants in a partner|Villin Ask About What She Wants In A Partner]] [[Ask Villin about what the treatment is|Villin Ask About The Treatment]] [[Ask Villin about her collar|Villin Ask About Collar]] [[Finish spending time with Villin|Restaurant Alfonsi]]

Villin taking her break, the two of you sit together engaging in further small talk, all in all having a more dedicated hang out session. Chatting about various things, mostly to do with the facility, <<if $villinDating>>or about plans for dates between the two of you<<else>>or sometimes about the restaurant<</if>>. In particular she tells you a story about her work. <<print either("Apparently they keep having issues with the facilities cat-girls. Despite Villin not belonging to the proper bunny-girl faction, the reason for which she mentions is that her ears and tail were a fashion choice rather than a career matter, the cat-girls don’t really seem to see the difference. Laughing, she adds that Mr Alfonsi has to keep a spray bottle of water around to chase them out every now and then, though she also suspects they’re trying to steal off with the food too","Apparently, whilst the government agents generally avoid the restaurant, keeping to their own establishments, Mr Alfonsi is good friends from years back with one of them who comes in regularly. She mentions that the guy is pretty handsome, if not a little intense, but he’s always friendly with her and used to sneak her candy when he visited. From the way she talks, it sounds like he stopped doing so for some reason, but she doesn’t go into why");>>. Overall though, it's a nice fun time with a friendly face, letting you get to know the jewellery clad bunny-girl a little better.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> She also makes a couple of comments about an odd smell she keeps noticing, worried that she’s missed some food somewhere that’s been left way too long, much to your embarrassment. Thankfully, she’s too preoccupied trying to figure out where she might have missed, and doesn't seem to put two and two together and realise that it's your dirty diaper she's smelling.<</if>> After a while though, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive, Villin needing to return to her work. Sitting up more attentively in your seat, you [[go back to talking to Vilin|Restaurant Alfonsi Spend Time With Villin]].

You try to contact Villin through your room terminal. After a brief ringing tone from your tablet the screen flickers slightly before revealing the shy freckled face of Villin. <<if $villinPregnantKnown>>She’s also very visibly pregnant, her belly swelling outward.<</if>> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VillinSmall.png]]</div> "<<if $villinABDL>>Hi <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>>, I really like that you called me, it’s nice to know that you’re looking out for me. I’m doing big girl work at the moment, but I can take a break or a shift off if you need your little Villin for something.<<elseif $villinCollared>>Greetings <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>, I’ve been a good girl for you since we last talked. I’m currently working, but I really appreciate you keeping an eye on me. I’m at work at the moment, but I can take a break or get off my shift if you have need of your submissive.<<elseif $villinDating>>Hey honey, it’s nice to hear your voice. Work is going well, Mr Alfonsi even made me some gelato earlier, it was really sweet of him. I’m on a shift at the moment, but I can take a break or find someone to cover for me if you want to spend some time together.<<else>>Hey $firstName, it’s nice of you to call me. I’m working at the moment, but I can take a break or find someone to cover my shift if you need me for something.<</if>> So, erm … do you want to hang out together or something?", she smiles slightly nervously, obviously glad to see you but a little awkward as always. Do you:<<if $hermPlay>> [[Ask Villin out on a date|Date Accepted Villin]]<</if>> [[Hang out with Villin|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Hang Out With Villin']] [[Return to contacts page|Contacts]]

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You ask Villin if she would like to go on a date with you. Giggling nervously, her face turning beetroot red from blushing, she responds. "<<if $villinDating>>Yeah … um … that sounds really nice. I’ll be a few minutes sorting things out with Mr Alfonsi, but he’s always been happy to cover my shifts in the past if I ask him. I’m, er, really looking forward to it, thanks … oh. You look great … really great.<<else>>Wait … what? Erm, do you … really mean it? That would … um, that would be really nice. I’d like that … you know, a lot. I’ll, er, be a few minutes as I’ll need to ask Mr Alfonsi for … I mean whether he’ll, er, you know, cover my shift for me. He’s really nice though, so I’m sure it won’t … um, be a problem.<</if>> I’ll meet over in the recreational plaza … erm … if that’s okay. I can’t wait to … you know … see where you take me. I might … er … need a few more minutes to get changed too …", she finishes, getting more quite and visibly more flustered as she goes along. That said, she certainly seems to be happy, just a little embarrassed over the attention at the same time. Your date planned, you [[head out to your date with Villin|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Date Villin']].

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<<if !$villinDating>>You make your way to the recreational plaza, still trying to think up a good idea for where you can take the diminutive bunny-girl. When you asked her out on a date, you didn’t really think of the specifics, but now that she’s mentioned it, you can’t really stall for time to figure it out. So, arriving at the plaza, you peer around, trying to spot Villin, glad that you have the time to ponder. She does have to get done with work before she can leave, so at least you have a little time. Lost in thought, a tapping on your arm shakes you back into paying attention to the world around you. Head snapping from side to side looking for the source, you’re surprised to find that it’s not Villin who’s trying to inform you of their presence, but instead the balding older figure of her boss, Mr Alfonsi. "My precious Villin just told me that you’d asked her out on a date and was very happy to have been asked. She requested of me to cover her shift for her, which I was glad to do, but I wanted to come see you here first. Villin doesn’t know about my little meeting with you, she’s just finishing things up, and I’d like for it to stay that way. I won’t question the motives of your interest in her, however, I want you to remember if you upset her in any way I will pull in every favour I have to make sure the rest of your life is miserable. She’s a good girl, but she has confidence issues and needs to be looked after, if you mistreat her I will not be happy. Is that clear? ", he states, his lecture striking you as the sort you might expect from an overprotective father. Despite not being a particularly large man, along with being at least some way past his prime, Mr Alfonsi’s speech has you rather nervous, completely sure that he’s not joking. Stammering to try and find an appropriate response to assure him you have no ill intentions, he interjects before you have the chance to, "I know, I know, you’re a good kid too. I just wanted you to understand the consequences awaiting you if you’re trying to play a game with her. Just because she wears a collar doesn’t mean that you can treat her like a disposable toy", his demeanour returning to the jolly one he had when you first met him, he continues, "Anyway, I’ve said enough. I come with a peace offering too, just so you know that I’m actually happy about this, even if I’m wary as always. You don’t have to use it now, but I’ve prepared a picnic basket for the two of you. I hope you enjoy it, I whipped it up pretty quickly, but I put my all into it given the time. Have a good time and remember …". Handing you the wicker hamper, which from the weight of it seems filled to the brim, the elderly restaurant owner begins to leave, only turning around briefly to smile and nod as you stutter out, "Thank you! ", not wanting to make a bad impression with your prospective girl-friends surrogate father before you even get to go on a date together. Thankfully, after that initial scare you aren’t left waiting long. Villin, most easily identifiable in a crowd from her fluffy bunny ears sticking out above her, almost like a flag signalling her presence, finally comes into view. Having some difficulty in spotting you, the crowd too thick for her to see past whilst also too tall for her to see over, you decide to push your way through the throng of guests, making your way towards her. Cutting an opening for her, Villin notices you with an expression of shy surprise, happy to see you but likely a little nervous about your upcoming date. Joining you, finding a quiet spot together off to one side, Villin looks up at you from under her fringe, her eyes wide with eagerness and anxiety. Her heavily freckled face beginning to form the start of a blush, she quietly says, "Hey $firstName … I, erm, thanks. I sort of realized I’d put a lot of pressure on … you know, on you with the whole picking the date thing. I guess when I looked back at it, that it sounded more of … more of a spur of the moment thing, so if you want to just do something like go for a drink, more casually instead I’d understand", her tone rather apologetic, as if she’s worried she’s upset you. "No worries, you don’t have anything to apologize for, I was the one who asked you on a date after all", you reply in an attempt to calm her, an idea forming on what to do next. "Anyway, I’ve got a plan for our date, but if it doesn’t sound good to you then we can always go somewhere quiet for a drink instead", you smile, extending your hand for her to take, ready to whisk her away and take her to the location of your recently concocted date plan. Giggling shyly, Villin just nods, her slender pale hand working its way into yours, the quiet bunny-girl becoming a lot more relaxed with you by her side. And so, like that, hand in hand, you both set off, making small talk as you go. <<hygieneCheck>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>> Along the way she comments quietly and somewhat nervously, "Erm … I’m not fully sure if I should say anything, but you’re kind of … well. <<if $sweat>>You’re a little … sweaty? Maybe it might be a good idea to, um, grab a shower … if you have the time. <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>You seem to have … stuff … on you. <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>All over … you have … it’s … pee. <</if>><<if $hairCum>>In your … tangle in there … there’s some stuff. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>Your hair … has … pee in it. <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>On your clothes … you have … stuff. <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Your clothes … they’re … wet with … pee. <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>Down your leg … there’s … stuff. <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>Running down … there’s, well, um … pee. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>Your breath … might need a brush. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>You … maybe … some deodorant. <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>There’s something … I can’t figure it out though. <</if>>Sorry if I sounded rude … just wanted to … um, let you know".<</if>><<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Mid journey, however, you spot Villin sniff at the air worriedly, looking around her. "Er … um, please … um, there’s a bad smell … is it me?", her face going crimson she blushes so hard, her hands patting herself down, as if she thinks that she might have come into contact with something stinky. Momentarily, you wonder if she might realize it’s you, however, the way she looks at you it’s clear she’s much more worried that it might be her and that she’s causing you discomfort through it for the thought of that to cross her mind.<</if>> Arriving at your destination, you can see a small indoor park, the smell of nature tangible and joyous, a simple pleasure within the largely sterile facility. Trees, pathways, even a small lake, of course along with a multitude of fragrant flower beds, all combine together to put you in a good mood, your opinion seemingly shared from the way Villin keeps asking to stop so she can look at the various plants, repeatedly giggling, "Wow!". Finding a good spot in the shade of a large tree, you set down the picnic basket, opening it up to discover that Mr Alfonsi had thought of everything, even providing you with a white and red chequered blanket to set up on. Kneeling down you get to work, unpacking the basket so [[you can start your date with Villin|Date Villin First Date Start][if($villinRelationship<=97){$villinRelationship += 3;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]].<<elseif $villinRelationship >= 25 && !visited("Date Villin Low Date")>>You make your way to the recreational plaza, still thinking up good ideas for where you can take the diminutive bunny-girl. Ideas coming to you, but nothing that feels special enough. That’s when you see it, a sign for a, "Limited Time Only – Full Sized Ice Skating Rink", further information on where to find it listed below. Deciding that it could be a lot of fun to try out, you begin patiently waiting for Villin, understanding that she has to finish up her shift before she can come and join you. Thankfully, you aren’t left waiting long. Villin, as always, most easily identifiable in a crowd by her fluffy bunny ears sticking out above her, almost like a flag signalling her presence. Having some difficulty in spotting you, the crowd too thick for her to see past whilst also too tall for her to see over, you decide to push your way through the throng of guests, making your way towards her instead. Cutting an opening for her, Villin notices you with an expression of pleasant surprise, happy to see you but a little nervous about both your date and being around so many people. Joining you, you both find a quiet spot together off to one side, Villin looking up at you from under her fringe with eyes wide due to eagerness and anxiety. Her heavily freckled face beginning to form the start of a blush, she quietly says, "Hey <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>, thanks for asking me out again. I really hope it wasn’t any trouble for you to take the time out of your day, especially with how busy you must be. I’m super hyped to see what you have in mind for today, I’m sure it’ll be great", her excitement obvious as she fidgets energetically with her hands. <<hygieneCheck>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>> For a second though you see a flicker of indecision as she adds quietly and somewhat nervously, "Erm … I’m not fully sure if I should say anything, but you’re kind of … well. <<if $sweat>>You’re a little … sweaty? Maybe it might be a good idea to, um, grab a shower … if you have the time. <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>You seem to have … stuff … on you. <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>All over … you have … it’s … pee. <</if>><<if $hairCum>>In your … tangle in there … there’s some stuff. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>Your hair … has … pee in it. <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>On your clothes … you have … stuff. <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Your clothes … they’re … wet with … pee. <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>Down your leg … there’s … stuff. <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>Running down … there’s, well, um … pee. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>Your breath … might need a brush. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>You … maybe … some deodorant. <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>There’s something … I can’t figure it out though. <</if>>Sorry if I sounded rude … just wanted to … um, let you know. Maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned it …".<</if>> "There you are <<if $villinABDL>>my little bunny<<elseif $villinCollared>>pet<<else>>sweetheart<</if>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>>. I’m sorry about the hygiene matter, sometimes things happen<</if>>", you playfully reply, pulling her forward to give her a quick kiss on the lips, glad to see her, "I do have an idea, but I’d like to run it past you first. There’s an ice-skating rink opened up in the facility, and I thought it might be a nice date for us to give it a try". <<if $hygieneLevel > 4 && !$villinCollared && !$villinABDL>>Villin seems in two minds about how to respond, seemingly quite excited about the prospect of going ice-skating, yet with something else making her hesitant. After a brief pause, she worriedly continues, "I’m really, really sorry. But, you’re … well … I think you’d be better off taking a shower. Sorry, I just … um, I don’t think … this is, um … well … a good time for us to go out", the timid bunny-girl fleeing practically the moment she’s finished getting that off of her chest. Stunned, you stand there for a few minutes, half expecting her to return. However, when she hasn’t turned back up after a good five minutes you figure that the date is probably over, the cause seemingly your hygiene issues. Sighing disappointingly, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.<<else>>Her face lighting up further with excitement, the purple-haired girl nods frantically, "I saw the posters, but I was scared to go by myself. Yes please!", the fact that she already had been thinking about going making you even more confident in your choice. "Then that’s settled", you respond flirty-ly, tapping her on the nose before moving in for an enthusiastic hug. <<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> As you’re breaking you hug, however, you spot Villin sniff at the air worriedly, looking around her. "Er … um, please … um, there’s a bad smell … is it me?", her face going crimson she blushes so hard, her hands patting herself down, as if she thinks that she might have come into contact with something stinky. Momentarily, you wonder if she might realize it’s you, however, the way she looks at you it’s clear she’s much more worried that it might be her and that she’s causing you discomfort through it for the thought of that to cross her mind.<</if>> Giggling shyly, Villin works her slender pale hand into yours, the quiet bunny-girl becoming a lot more relaxed with you by her side. And so, like that, hand in hand, you both set off, making small talk as you [[head towards the ice rink with Villin|Date Villin Low Date][if($villinRelationship<=97){$villinRelationship += 3;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]].<</if>><<elseif $villinRelationship >= 50 && !visited("Date Villin Mid Date Start")>>You make your way to the recreational plaza, still thinking up good ideas for where you can take the diminutive bunny-girl. Ideas coming to you, but nothing that feels special enough. You keep wracking your mind for somewhere really cool that you could go together, yet a blank is all pull to mind. Sighing to yourself, you decide to just ask your girlfriend where she wants to go when she arrives, the possibility of just revisiting somewhere you’ve already gone before staying as a backup option just in case. Thankfully, you aren’t left waiting long. Villin, as always, most easily identifiable in a crowd by her fluffy bunny ears sticking out above her, almost like a flag signalling her presence. Having some difficulty in spotting you, the crowd too thick for her to see past whilst also too tall for her to see over, you decide to push your way through the throng of guests, making your way towards her instead. Cutting an opening for her, you immediately notice how overwhelmingly giddy she appears, the tiny punky bunny-girl practically vibrating on the spot with excitement as she jumps to give you a surprise hug. "Hey! Hey <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<else>>honey<</if>>! I won tickets! There was a competition, and it’s last minute, but it’s Altar of Venus, so you had to guess, and I got the tickets!", Villin squeals practically incoherently as she clings to you, obviously over the moon about whatever the tickets she’s acquired are for. Patting her on the head affectionately, partially in an attempt to calm the usually shy girl down a little, you ask her, "Hi <<if $villinABDL>>my little bunny<<elseif $villinCollared>>pet<<else>>sweetheart<</if>>, it seems like something has you excited. So take a deep breath, and then can you tell me what these tickets are about?", a slight blush forming on your girlfriends pale freckled cheeks as she realizes how loud and affectionate she’s been. Calming but till visibly excited, the purple-haired girl continues, "So, there was this competition booth, and they had a raffle you could put your name down for. And … I won two tickets to an Altar of Venus concert. They’re a really cool band, kind of punk-ish, and … um, they’re kind of … risqué. But … oh, I’m sorry …", her face dropping as she thinks things over, "Well, the concert is only like 30 minutes from now. I don’t want to ruin your plans, I could … um, always go to one of their concerts another time", your girlfriend putting on a brave face but obviously disappointed that she’ll now likely not get to see the band. Leaning in to kiss her on the forehead, inwardly relieved that she came up with something for the two of you to do, you reply reassuringly, "We should go see your concert <<if $villinABDL>>my little bunny<<elseif $villinCollared>>pet<<else>>sweetheart<</if>>. It’d be a shame to waste the tickets, and you’re so excited about seeing them, so I don’t see any harm in going to the concert. Thankfully I didn’t book any reservations for anything, so there’s no harm done. So, where do we need to go?", watching as she bursts out in a huge childishly goofy smile. "Really?", she asks in barely a whisper, holding her breath nervously as she awaits your nod of accent, "That’s awesome! I bet you’ll really like them, we have priority standing tickets, and the band are really good. There’s a stadium here in the Center, and it’s pretty huge, I’ll show you where we need to go. I might get a band t-shirt if we have time … and if it’s okay with you? I just think this is going to be really memorable and I want to get a souvenir", Villin continues, back to her earlier gleeful mood. <<hygieneCheck>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>> For a second though you see a flicker of indecision as she adds somewhat nervously, "Erm … I’m not fully sure if I should say anything, but you’re kind of … well. <<if $sweat>>You’re a little … sweaty? Maybe it might be a good idea to, um, grab a shower … if you have the time. <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>You seem to have … stuff … on you. <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>All over … you have … it’s … pee. <</if>><<if $hairCum>>In your … tangle in there … there’s some stuff. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>Your hair … has … pee in it. <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>On your clothes … you have … stuff. <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Your clothes … they’re … wet with … pee. <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>Down your leg … there’s … stuff. <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>Running down … there’s, well, um … pee. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>Your breath … might need a brush. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>You … maybe … some deodorant. <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>There’s something … I can’t figure it out though. <</if>>Sorry if I sounded rude … just wanted to … um, let you know. Maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned it …".<</if>> "Then that’s settled", you respond flirty-ly, tapping her on the nose before moving in for an enthusiastic hug. <<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> As you’re breaking you hug, however, you spot Villin sniff at the air worriedly, looking around her. "Er … um, please … um, there’s a bad smell … is it me? Maybe we should get me some deodorant before the concert?", her face going crimson she blushes so hard, her hands patting herself down, as if she thinks that she might have come into contact with something stinky. Momentarily, you wonder if she might realize it’s you, however, the way she looks at you it’s clear she’s much more worried that it might be her and that she’s causing you discomfort through it for the thought of that to cross her mind.<</if>> Giggling in shy excitement, Villin works her slender pale hand into yours, the quiet bunny-girl becoming a lot more relaxed with you by her side. And so, like that, hand in hand, you both set off, making small talk as you [[head towards the concert with Villin|Date Villin Mid Date Start][if($villinRelationship<=97){$villinRelationship += 3;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]].<<else>>You make your way to the recreational plaza, still thinking up good ideas for where you can take the diminutive bunny-girl. When you asked her out on a date again, you did have a plan, though given some time to think it over other ideas also come to mind. As such, you patiently wait for her, understanding that she has to finish up her shift before she can come and join you. Thankfully, you aren’t left waiting long. Villin, as always, most easily identifiable in a crowd from her fluffy bunny ears sticking out above her, almost like a flag signalling her presence, finally comes into view. Having some difficulty in spotting you, the crowd too thick for her to see past whilst also too tall for her to see over, you decide to push your way through the throng of guests, making your way towards her. Cutting an opening for her, Villin notices you with an expression of pleasant surprise, happy to see you but a little nervous about both your date and being around so many people. Joining you, finding a quiet spot together off to one side, Villin looks up at you from under her fringe, her eyes wide with eagerness and anxiety. Her heavily freckled face beginning to form the start of a blush, she quietly says, "Hey <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>, thanks for asking me out again. I really hope it wasn’t any trouble for you to take the time out of your day, especially with how busy you must be. I’m super hyped to see what you have in mind for today, I’m sure it’ll be great", her excitement obvious as she fidgets energetically with her hands. <<hygieneCheck>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>> For a second though you see a flicker of indecision as she adds quietly and somewhat nervously, "Erm … I’m not fully sure if I should say anything, but you’re kind of … well. <<if $sweat>>You’re a little … sweaty? Maybe it might be a good idea to, um, grab a shower … if you have the time. <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>You seem to have … stuff … on you. <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>All over … you have … it’s … pee. <</if>><<if $hairCum>>In your … tangle in there … there’s some stuff. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>Your hair … has … pee in it. <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>On your clothes … you have … stuff. <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Your clothes … they’re … wet with … pee. <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>Down your leg … there’s … stuff. <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>Running down … there’s, well, um … pee. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>Your breath … might need a brush. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>You … maybe … some deodorant. <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>There’s something … I can’t figure it out though. <</if>>Sorry if I sounded rude … just wanted to … um, let you know. Maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned it …".<</if>> "It’s good to see you too <<if $villinABDL>>my little bunny<<elseif $villinCollared>>pet<<else>>sweetheart<</if>>. I too hope you enjoy what I’ve got planned, but if you ever get too nervous then we can always go elsewhere. I just love to see that smile of yours, it makes it all worth", you playfully reply, tapping her on the nose before moving in for an enthusiastic hug. Making sure she understands how happy you are to see her, you eventually break your possessive hold, moving back and putting your hand out for her to take. <<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> As you’re breaking you hug, however, you spot Villin sniff at the air worriedly, looking around her. "Er … um, please … um, there’s a bad smell … is it me?", her face going crimson she blushes so hard, her hands patting herself down, as if she thinks that she might have come into contact with something stinky. Momentarily, you wonder if she might realize it’s you, however, the way she looks at you it’s clear she’s much more worried that it might be her and that she’s causing you discomfort through it for the thought of that to cross her mind.<</if>> <<if $hygieneLevel > 4 && !$villinCollared && !$villinABDL>>Villin seems in two minds about how to respond, seemingly quite excited about the prospect of going ice-skating, yet with something else making her hesitant. After a brief pause, she worriedly continues, "I’m really, really sorry. But, you’re … well … I think you’d be better off taking a shower. Sorry, I just … um, I don’t think … this is, um … well … a good time for us to go out", the timid bunny-girl fleeing practically the moment she’s finished getting that off of her chest. Stunned, you stand there for a few minutes, half expecting her to return. However, when she hasn’t turned back up after a good five minutes you figure that the date is probably over, the cause seemingly your hygiene issues. Sighing disappointingly, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.<<else>>Giggling shyly, Villin just nods, her slender pale hand working its way into yours, the quiet bunny-girl becoming a lot more relaxed with you by her side. And so, like that, hand in hand, you both set off, making small talk as you go <<set $random = random(1,4)>><<if $random==1>>[[towards your planned date destination|Date Villin Icecream][if($villinRelationship<=96){$villinRelationship += 4;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random==2>>[[towards your planned date destination|Date Villin Concert][if($villinRelationship<=96){$villinRelationship += 4;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random==3>>[[towards your planned date destination|Date Villin Clothes Shopping][if($villinRelationship<=96){$villinRelationship += 4;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]]<<elseif $random==4>>[[towards your planned date destination|Date Villin Take Out][if($villinRelationship<=96){$villinRelationship += 4;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>>.<</if>><</if>>

You make your way over to the Restaurant Alfonsi, meeting Villin just as she comes out of the rather nondescript entrance way. Looking around a bit shyly, the short violet haired girl approaches you with a smile, obviously happy for the company. "Hey $firstName", she says cheerily<<if $height >60>> looking up at you<</if>>, giving you a short wave of greeting. "So, erm, I’ve got an idea where we could hang out … you know, if it’s okay with you. There’s this quiet little piano bar that I know of. It’s down on the industrial floor, and caters mostly to low level workers around here, so doesn’t get a lot of guards coming in, just mostly engineers and cleaners. It’s quiet and they have good music, also I don’t think they’ll bother a trainee, at least from my experience", she continues, waiting for you agreement before leading the way there.<<hygieneCheck>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>> Along the way she comments quietly and somewhat nervously, "Erm … I’m not fully sure if I should say anything, but you’re kind of … well. <<if $sweat>>You’re a little … sweaty? Maybe it might be a good idea to, um, grab a shower … if you have the time. <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>You seem to have … stuff … on you. <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>All over … you have … it’s … pee. <</if>><<if $hairCum>>In your … tangle in there … there’s some stuff. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>Your hair … has … pee in it. <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>On your clothes … you have … stuff. <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Your clothes … they’re … wet with … pee. <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>Down your leg … there’s … stuff. <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>Running down … there’s, well, um … pee. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>Your breath … might need a brush. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>You … maybe … some deodorant. <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>There’s something … I can’t figure it out though. <</if>>Sorry if I sounded rude … just wanted to … um, let you know".<</if>> It takes a while to travel between the floors, the bar out of the way even in terms of the sprawling industrial district of the facility, you and Villin passing down the grimy hallways filled with pipes, wires and boiler suit wearing maintenance staff. At last arriving at the bar, the sound of jazz piano music catching your attention long before you catch sight of the innocuous door, you’re surprised to find that premises interior is extremely roomy and well-kept, the interior warm and comforting like you might expect from an old country pub. The bar is a bit of a warren in and of itself, comprised of lots of little rooms with plush arm chairs and traditional looking wooden fixtures. Getting a couple of drinks, you settle into a warm cubby hole of a room, engulfing yourselves in two thick seats next to a stonework fireplace with what looks like a wood burning heater inside of it. Listening to the music, warm and cosy, you both just relax, enjoying the peace of it all, Villin occasionally commenting on the particular music piece being currently played, the girl seemingly a big fan of jazz and blues music. Chatting a little, with Villin mostly keeping quiet yet listening to you talk, she mentions briefly that <<print either("she’s been trying to figure out what she really wants to do with her life, having looked into the various non-sex related training options the facility offers. Though, whispering quietly, she mentions that she really likes playing the piano for Mr Alfonsi, so she wouldn’t want to quit there any time soon","she’s seen a lot of weird things while walking around the industrial floor of the facility coming here in the past. Engineers, cleaners, run-away hucows, and the like are all pretty common, even a few scruffy looking squatters who live in the vents. But, those don’t even scratch the surface of some of the weirder things. Apparently, she swears she once saw the weird gelatinous blob-thing rolling down one of the corridors, Villin suspecting that the creature was an escaped experiment");>>.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> She also asks quietly if she smells weird today, pointing out that there’s been a weird smell around her for a while and she’s worried that it might be her, much to your embarrassment. Thankfully, she doesn't seem to put two and two together and realise that it's your dirty diaper she's smelling.<</if>> A few hours go by and you're having a really good time, listening to music and chatting with the heavily pierced bunny-girl. However, you can’t just sit around all day, so you make your farewells to Villin, receiving another awkward yet friendly goodbye wave in response. With your time to hang out come to an end you [[travel back to your room|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($villinRelationship<=95){$villinRelationship += 5;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]].

<<if visited() <=1>>Taking a deep breath and steeling your confidence, you decide to take the possibly risky move of scouting out Administrator Lianne to determine if she might be susceptible to bribing. Formulating a plan, you offer her a knowing look, saying with great certainty, "You know, you seem to be working very hard as an administrator for the Center. I hope they take proper care of you and pay you what you deserve. You know, I’d love to make a donation to the administrative department with my spare points if that’s possible, from what I hear they are exchangeable for money. After all, you’ve been doing such a job helping me out that I feel we can come to a special understanding". Holding your breath and trying to keep your best poker face, you hope she gets what you’re hinting at and that you haven’t been too subtle. Oddly, the immaculately groomed blonde just laughs a loud and mocking laugh that goes on for uncomfortably long, tears forming on the edges of her eyes from the depth of her mirth, making you feel like this might not have been a good decision. Her expression turning sterner, you gulp internally, doing you best not to show your increasing nervousness. "Trainee $firstName, are you trying to … bribe me? ", her tone stern and serious for the briefest moment before descending into another round of laughter, "Oh, damn, I can’t keep that up. You are just adorable you know, what was that baby’s first attempt at corporate corruption, it was like something out of an old mafia movie. That’s funny", her derision stinging a little at your redoubled confidence. Starting to try and smoothing things over, you quickly respond, "No, this is just a big misunderstanding …", the powerful executive shushing you with a handwave before you get any further. "Don’t try and talk your way out of this. You tried to bribe me and now you’re trying to cover your ass. The best part though, is that I’m incredibly open to bribery, in fact it’s heavily suggested that executive staff do their best to pressure trainees into bribing them for aid. I think I might even have a suggested pricing sheet around here somewhere. It’s a real show of character, however poorly executed it might have been, that you’ve shown here today, a real instinct for self-preservation. Maybe there’s hope for you yet. As for now though, yes I accept bribes, you tell me what you’re after and I’ll tell you if I can swing it for you and how much it’ll cost you. Though, whilst I do love expensive shoes and other nice things, I might be willing to accept other payments that catch my interest", Lianne finishes explaining with a little giggle, her expression the sort you might expect of someone talking to a small child who brought them a crudely made painting. Nodding, not wanting to ruin the opportunity you’re being presented with by saying something that might annoy her, you do your best to think over what sort of things the administrator might be able to help you out with.<<else>>Deciding to broach the subject once again with the administrator about possible bribes you could offer her, you confidently say, "I was wondering if we could talk about coming to an understanding about …", the powerful executive shushing you with a handwave and a few stifled laughs before you get any further. "If you keep talking like that I’ll be laughing solid for the next five minutes. I get it you want to bribe me, like I said before it’s not just fine it’s expected. As always you tell me what you want, and I’ll tell you how much it’ll cost you. I’d also like to reaffirm that whilst I do love money, if you have something more interesting to offer I might be willing to make a deal for that instead. So, what sordid dealings are you after today Trainee $firstName?", Lianne finishes seemingly once more on the edge of laughter, finding the whole matter of dealing with you hillarious. Nodding, not wanting to ruin the opportunity you’re being presented with by saying something that might annoy her, you do your best to think over what sort of things the administrator might be able to help you out with.<</if>> Do you: <<if $numberOfComplaints == 0>>You have no reason to bribe her to get rid of complaints against you as you have none outstanding.<<else>>[[Ask how much it’ll cost to remove a complaint against you|Admin Desk Bribe Punishment Lower]]<</if>> [[Ask how much it'll cost to get you freed from the facility|Admin Desk Bribe Escape]] [[Finish talking about bribes|Admin Desk]]

Deciding that it’s worthwhile to exchange some of your points for a cleaner record, you tell the domineering administrator, "Okay, that sounds fine. I’ll trade you a thousand of my points in exchange for you getting rid of one of the complaints against me", the blonde executive shrugging but simultaneously giving you a small smile. "Then we have a deal I guess", she responds, her attention migrating to a screen that’s just out of your view behind her desk as she lazily pokes at the screen. It takes a few minutes, during which time you’re not sure what to make of the whole situation, unsure if she’s really upholding her side of the deal. Then again, she does seem almost immediately bored to the verge of tears, the task obviously not a highlight of her day. Jolting you from your own bored wait, you hear her loudly announce, "Done!", pulling out a small tablet from under the raised counter at which she works. Looking it over, you can see your record, noting straight away the difference in both your funds and complaints log. "That is so tedious, you just don’t understand. The worst part of having to dealing with record changes is always bribing that AI. Why would a computer program be so obsessed with designer shoes, between that and the kick-back to my boss I’ll barely get a dozen new outfits out of all of this, makes it feel barely worth it. Anyway, I’ve taken the funds out of your account and gotten rid of one complaint from your record. We’re all squared up now, so no whining if you get buyers remorse", Lianne pulling back the data displaying tablet and adjusting her work station back to normal as she finishes. Nodding, not wanting to say anything that could damage the professional relationship you’re developing with the administrator, you keep quiet, happy to have gotten what you asked for. Your deal now complete, you [[go back to talking about bribes|Admin Desk Bribe]].

Wondering whether you could make a deal to remove some of the outstanding complaints about you, you tell Administrator Lianne, "Can you do anything about some of the complaints I’ve had against me? You know, the ones that are on my record?", the powerful executive offering a short shrug in response. "Sure. I mean, as long as they’re not from one of the board of executives, or from someone influential outside of them, then complaints are pretty easy to make disappear. Mostly we just use the complaints as an excuse to screw over the trainees and make them sign up for stuff they don’t want, so if you want to pay me off to get rid of some random mouth breather’s mean comments about you then not my problem", the powerful blonde explains in a slightly bored tone, seemingly more interested in her nails than in your problem. Taking a moment to think, her attention regaining slightly, "Oh, right, the price. If you hand me a thousand G.G.P then I’ll do it for you, that sounds a reasonable amount to me. Or, if you’re strapped for cash you can …. entertain me instead. Dealing with all the whining and moaning from trainees all day, you know, ‘someone kidnapped me in my sleep’, ‘what about my pets’, ‘I don’t wanna be a bimbo sex toy’, wah, wah, wah! Just urgh, it’s such a hassle. That’s why if you want to help me destress a little then I’d be happy to wave the fee", her predatory grin giving you the impression that it’s not going to be as easy as it sounds. Nodding, not wanting to ruin the opportunity you’re being presented with by saying something that might annoy her, you try and decide what you’re going to do next. Looking over your options, helping her ‘relax’ might be the cheaper solution, but from all your dealings with her, you think it unlikely to be as simple a matter as she makes out<<if $sexualPreference == 2>>, not that you’d want to do anything sexual with her anyway<</if>>. That leaves either paying her a substantial amount of points or giving up on the idea of cleaning up your record a little, at least for now. Do you: <<if $ggp < 1000>>You can’t afford to bribe her<<else>>[[Bribe her the 1000 G.G.P|Admin Desk Bribe Punishment Lower Pay][$ggp -= 1000; $numberOfComplaints -= 1]]<</if>> <<if $sexualPreference == 2>>You’re not interested in women, so you don’t want to have sex with her as a bribe<<else>>[[Bribe her with ‘entertainment’|Admin Desk Bribe Punishment Lower Humiliate][$timesPussyLicked += 1; $numberOfComplaints -=1; if($submission <= 95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;};]]<</if>> [[Go back to talking about bribes|Admin Desk Bribe]]

Deciding that getting a cleaner record in exchange for a few minutes work is probably the best deal you’re going to get, you tell the domineering administrator, "Okay, I suppose that would be okay. I’ll help you destress in exchange for you getting rid of one of the complaints against me", the blonde executive grinning in response like the cat that got the cream, smugly biting her lip. "That’s a deal", she answers with a quick giggle, pointing down at the floor in front of her raised desk demandingly. As if on command, the front panel of the counter sinks into the floor, giving you the access you’ll need to complete your task and displaying what she’s wearing beneath, a combination of a black pencil skirt and an expensive looking pair of high heels. Seeing no reason to stretch things out any longer than they need to be, you start getting to your knees, ready to crawl forth and give her some oral action, however, Lianne seems to have a different idea in store. Coughing lightly, she announces in an amused tone, "Nope. Not yet, but you can still stay down there. Before I let you have fun licking my beautiful pussy, you’ve got to earn it first, you are supposed to be entertaining me after all. I think you should beg me for the chance first", her smirk only growing ever larger. Sighing a little, but not wanting to damage your chances of getting the deal you were offered, you look up at her from where you are on the floor, the powerful executive looking incredibly dominant from your position. As such, trying to be as sincere as possible, you answer her, "Please Administrator Lianne, can I please help you to relax by pleasuring your pussy?", the look you receive telling you immediately that your response wasn’t good enough. Enjoying her chance to toy with you, she just shakes her head, the grin still firmly in place, "You’ll have to do better than that. I’m doing you a big favour by waving the standard … fee. I thought you’d have more gratitude for the sexy woman who’s helping you out so much. I guess you just don’t want me to get rid of that little complaint then …", her words trailing off, but her gaze fixed upon you in such a way that you’re sure it was an intentional attempt to humiliate you. Sure that you’re not going to get out of this without debasing yourself at least a little, you take a deep breath, "I’m sorry Administrator Lianne, I really mean it. Please, oh please let me worship your pussy in the way you deserve. You’ve worked so hard, and you’re helping me so much, please let me help you feel good in return", your words finally getting you the nod to go ahead with your bargained task. Crawling forth unabated, your cheeks burning with embarrassment from so publicly debasing yourself, you make your way under the desk, closer to your goal. At first hearing the sound of Lianne tapping on a tablet screen above you, her attention shifts slightly as she hikes up her luxuriously soft skirt, exposing her hairless vagina to your view, a lust-filled yet slightly spicy scent filling the air as she does. Returning to her work, you position yourself determinedly between her thighs, your face pressed up against her sopping wet cunt. Getting to work, you run your tongue up and down her feminine lips in long steady strokes, doing your best to fulfil the administrators every carnal desire. Lapping away attentively, you put all the effort you can into pleasuring her, your efforts not going unappreciated you surmise from the contented hum you hear from above you. Accompanying all of this, you notice the muffled voice of Lianne saying, "Crap, yes … that’s it … keep doing … that …", the tip of her high heeled shoe rubbing playfully at you crotch, causing your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> to begin springing to life too. Redoubling your efforts, especially now that your needs are being attended too, you run your tongue around her folds, eventually managing to locate her slightly obscured feminine bud. Wrapping your <<checkLips>> lips around it the best you can, you begin to lightly suckle it, occasionally flicking your tongue against it, the action always resulting in the administrator bucking forward against your face. As her lust builds higher, she even snakes a hand down to the back of your head, insistently mashing your face into her dripping cunt until your face is coated with a copious covering of her cunt juices. Her foot rubbing with increased pressure, putting you to the point of the borderline between sexual pleasure and pain, it’s not long before Lianne squirts her fem-cum over your face, panting with contented exhaustion just out of view. Moaning along with her, your own ardour building towards the peak too from the attention to your crotch from her designer shoe, you yelp with disappointed shock as she all of a sudden stops, leaving you painfully unfulfilled. Worse, in shock you’re flung backwards as her foot shoves you back, leaving you sprawled on the floor and reeking of pussy, her juices still dripping off of your face. From somewhere above you as you start to pull yourself to your feet, you hear the slowly drowsy administrator loudly announce, "Done!", pulling out a small tablet from out of view which she hands to you. Looking it over, wiping fem-cum from your eye, you can see your record, noting straight away the difference in the complaints log. "That was worth it. The look on your face would be enough, but the orgasm makes it all the better. Anyway, I’ve gone into the system and gotten rid of one complaint from your record. The best part of getting paid in sexual favours is that there’s no kick-backs to pay. Even the AI doesn’t ask for them when she knows we’ve been paid in sex, says she considers it good training for the trainees. We’re all squared up now, so no complaining", Lianne pulling back the data displaying tablet and adjusting her work station back to normal as she finishes, the desk front moving back up as she fumbles her skirt back down. Nodding, slightly shell-shocked and highly aroused, you keep quiet, for the most part happy to have gotten what you asked for, even if you’re a little embarrassed about the way you achieved it. Your deal now complete, you [[go back to talking about bribes|Admin Desk Bribe]].

Wondering whether you could make a deal to help you escape from the facility, maybe even legitimately get your freedom returned to you, you tell Administrator Lianne, "Can you help me get out of the trainee program? Like, by helping me escape this place, or maybe getting me put back onto the records as a proper citizen again?", the blonde executive barely offering a response, paying you very little attention. "That’s not going to happen. You’re worth way more to the board of executives than you could ever earn working here to make it worth it. The amount of people who’d need to be paid off, and the amount of money that’d take are way out of your price range. Not now, not in a hundred years. Plus, the whole process is a lot of work. So, no", the powerful blonde explains condescendingly, the way she’s speaking making you suspect that her speech is rather rehearsed, probably from all the trainees asking previously. Sighing, her expression lightening slightly, she gives you something close to a sympathetic look, "Look. They even tell us, at least the staff who have any prospects around this place, how much you’d have to offer to get released and it’s … well, to put it bluntly there’s no chance. They’re way more concerned with making sure you end up in the homes of powerful elites than anything. The better you do here, the more you’re worth to them, it’s a vicious cycle. So, there’s no real escape, better just find the best deal you can and take it before it drops off the table. That’s my advice anyway. Short of you finding dirt on one of the inner circle, or a major government official, or at least something equally as valuable to them to leverage your freedom, the reality is it’s just not a credible prospect", her face turning as if she has a bad taste in her mouth, she adds, "Eugh, I almost sounded helpful there for a second". Nodding, slightly disappointed but not wanting to ruin the opportunity you’re being presented with by saying something that might annoy her, you try and decide what you’re going to do next. She might have spent most of the conversation mocking you, but her comment about trading something valuable to the higher ups could be a genuinely helpful advice to regaining your freedom. Do you: [[Go back to talking about bribes|Admin Desk Bribe]]

Wandering around the main shopping atrium of the facility, you decide to try and see if you can find someone to pick pocket, figuring you could make some quick funds by doing so. <<if $backgroundNumber == 3 && $pickPocketingTrait>>Using your own criminal past experience and the advice Mari gave you<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 3>>Using your own criminal past experience<<elseif $pickPocketingTrait>>Using the advice that Mari gave you<<else>>Not sure entirely what you’re doing<</if>>, you do get the impression that there are a lot of rich and heavily distracted guests wandering around who you might stand a chance with in terms of stealing from. Keeping an eye out, you test your luck, brushing past various visitors, in particular looking for those that are drunk or whose attention is caught by the various entertainers and storefronts. The issue of what to do with money and goods is a complex one, given that you’re currently forced to abide by the points system as a form of currency during your stay at the facility. But you have a plan, intending to trade anything in with Tilly at the general trainee store, hoping that the ditzy bimbo doesn’t realize or care about the situation. Even without her help, there's probably someone who you could trade the stuff to, even if it's only for favours. Do you: <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to steal from people<<else>><<if $pickPocketingTrait && $backgroundNumber == 3>><<set $random = random(1,100)>><<if $random <= 90>> [[Try to pick pocket someone|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Success][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<<elseif $random >= 99>>[[Try to pick pocket someone|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Failure][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $numberOfComplaints += 1; if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<<elseif $random >= 96>>[[Try to pick pocket someone|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Partial Failure][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $numberOfComplaints += 1; if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<<else>>[[Try to pick pocket someone|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Nothing][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<</if>><<elseif $pickPocketingTrait || $backgroundNumber == 3>><<set $random = random(1,20)>><<if $random <= 14>> [[Try to pick pocket someone|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Success][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<<elseif $random <= 16>>[[Try to pick pocket someone|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Failure][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $numberOfComplaints += 1; if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<<elseif $random <= 18>>[[Try to pick pocket someone|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Partial Failure][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $numberOfComplaints += 1; if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<<elseif $random >= 19>>[[Try to pick pocket someone|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Nothing][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<</if>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,10)>><<if $random <= 4>> [[Try to pick pocket someone|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Success][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<<elseif $random <= 6>>[[Try to pick pocket someone|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Failure][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $numberOfComplaints += 1; if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<<elseif $random <= 8>>[[Try to pick pocket someone|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Partial Failure][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $numberOfComplaints += 1; if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<<elseif $random >= 9>>[[Try to pick pocket someone|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Nothing][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<</if>><</if>><</if>> [[Stop looking for pick pocketing marks|Shopping Hub]]

<<if $pickPocketingTrait && $backgroundNumber == 3>><<set $holderInt = (random(3,9) * 100)>><<elseif $pickPocketingTrait || $backgroundNumber == 3>><<set $holderInt = (random(2,6) * 100)>><<else>><<set $holderInt = (random(1,5) * 100)>><</if>><<set $ggp += $holderInt>>Weaving through the crowds, you eventually spot a <<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>>heavily inebriated man<<elseif $random == 2>>heavily inebriated woman<</if>> staring fixatedly through a store window. Getting a little closer, you spot what has caught their attention so fully, the business <<set _randomStore = random(1,3)>><<if _randomStore == 1>>some sort of BDSM themed sex toy shop, a colourful display featuring naked slaves in various forms of bondage causing a bit of a scene. Of course, the noise and movement of the writhing pleasure and discomfort of the store’s slaves<<elseif _randomStore == 2>>a quick sale location for pre-owned slaves, each of the attractive slaves placed in large see-through plastic fronted boxes. The distraction of so many hot naked slaves bound and placed in titillating costumes<<elseif _randomStore == 3>> a club-wear clothing store, the twist of which is that the changing rooms are on full display to the public. This distracting presence of half-dressed hot club goers putting on skimpy outfits that barely qualify even as underwear<</if>> is the perfect cover, especially with the <<if $random == 1>>man<<elseif $random == 2>>woman<</if>> pressing <<if $random == 1>>himself<<elseif $random == 2>>herself<</if>> up against the window. Making an initial pass by, you brush past your intended mark, seeing if they make any reaction to your slight contact. Thankfully, your choice of target seems to have paid off, as just like you suspected, the <<if $random == 1>>man<<elseif $random == 2>>woman<</if>> doesn’t seem to even register your presence. Giving it another moment, turning around and walking by past them, you put your plan into action, with as much stealth and finesse as you can manage <<if $random == 1>>digging your hand into his back pocket, fishing out his wallet<<elseif $random == 2>>pushing your hand into her handbag, you fish out her purse<</if>> making as much distance away from them as you can without causing a scene. Looking behind you, you get the impression that you’ve gotten away with it, the <<if $random == 1>>man<<elseif $random == 2>>woman<</if>> still completely fixated on the stores window display. Better, you can’t spot a single guard around. Quickly heading into the general trainee store, you spot the familiar face of Tilly behind the till, the bubbly bimbo looking bored from having little to do, the shop practically empty. Waving your greeting, she almost immediately perks up, especially as you move straight over to her, saying, "Hey Tilly. I found this <<if $random == 1>>wallet<<elseif $random == 2>>purse<</if>> while I was out wandering around. I was wondering if maybe you could give me some points in exchange for it?". Shrugging happily, Tilly takes it from you and begins to rustle around inside, pulling out the monetary contents and slipping them beneath the desk, the <<if $random == 1>>wallet<<elseif $random == 2>>purse<</if>> being discarded without another thought. "That’s, like, really lucky to find a bunch of money just laying around. It’d be really tough to find the owner, and I bet the guards would just get all shouty about it, so I think it’d be fine for us to keep it. We could get so many cute dresses! But, like, yeah, you need points right. I’ll just add it into the system like a refund, that way you’ll get to buy some cute stuff too", giggles the ditzy blonde, messing around with the high-tech till. "Trainee $firstName has been awarded $holderInt G.G.P for, refunding a cute dress that they didn’t want", announces the monotone voice of the facility AI, indicating that the transfer is complete. Smiling at Tilly, glad that it all worked out well, you thank the girl, listening on as she talks about all the nice things she’ll buy with her share of the money. Matters concluded, you [[go back to looking for pick pocketing marks|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Search]].

Weaving through the crowds, you eventually spot a <<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>>heavily inebriated man<<elseif $random == 2>>heavily inebriated woman<</if>> staring fixatedly through a store window. Getting a little closer, you spot what has caught their attention so fully, the business <<set _randomStore = random(1,3)>><<if _randomStore == 1>>some sort of BDSM themed sex toy shop, a colourful display featuring naked slaves in various forms of bondage causing a bit of a scene. Of course, the noise and movement of the writhing pleasure and discomfort of the store’s slaves<<elseif _randomStore == 2>>a quick sale location for pre-owned slaves, each of the attractive slaves placed in large see-through plastic fronted boxes. The distraction of so many hot naked slaves bound and placed in titillating costumes<<elseif _randomStore == 3>> a club-wear clothing store, the twist of which is that the changing rooms are on full display to the public. This distracting presence of half-dressed hot club goers putting on skimpy outfits that barely qualify even as underwear<</if>> is the perfect cover, especially with the <<if $random == 1>>man<<elseif $random == 2>>woman<</if>> pressing <<if $random == 1>>himself<<elseif $random == 2>>herself<</if>> up against the window. Making an initial pass by, you brush past your intended mark, seeing if they make any reaction to your slight contact. Thankfully, your choice of target seems to have paid off, as just like you suspected, the <<if $random == 1>>man<<elseif $random == 2>>woman<</if>> doesn’t seem to even register your presence. Giving it another moment, turning around and walking by past them, you put your plan into action, with as much stealth and finesse as you can manage <<if $random == 1>>digging your hand into his back pocket, attempting to fish out his wallet<<elseif $random == 2>>pushing your hand into her handbag, attempting to fish out her purse<</if>>. Sadly, it doesn’t work out, your mark turning at just the last second, stretching out as they get ready to move on. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GuardSmall.png]]</div> At first you get the impression that you’ve gotten away with it, the <<if $random == 1>>man<<elseif $random == 2>>woman<</if>> still completely oblivious. However, annoyingly, you do spot a nearby guard, and from the way he’s facing you get slightly worried that he might have noticed what you just did. Though, it’s hard to tell given his full-face helmet, the way he’s advancing towards you through the crowd makes you very nervous. Suspecting that you’ve been rumbled, you do the only thing you can think of, turn tail and run. It works, the bulky armour slowing the man down considerably and allowing you to slip away in the confusion, darting through a large gathering of people. But, despite your best efforts, you get the impression that you still have been caught, enough security feeds having noticed you that the guard will be easily able to identify you at a later date. Unsure what will come of it, but certain that your personal record is going to be less clean, you continue to flee, deciding that such matters are a problem to deal with later. Your chance blown and needing to lay low for a while, you duck into a side corridor off of the main atrium to wait things out a while. When you finally do decide that the coast is clear you’re feeling a bit tired from the ordeal, unsure what to do next. Matters concluded, you [[go back to looking for pick pocketing marks|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Search]].

<<if $pickPocketingTrait && $backgroundNumber == 3>><<set $holderInt = (random(4,10) * 100)>><<elseif $pickPocketingTrait || $backgroundNumber == 3>><<set $holderInt = (random(3,7) * 100)>><<else>><<set $holderInt = (random(1,6) * 100)>><</if>><<set $ggp += $holderInt>>Weaving through the crowds, you eventually spot a <<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>>heavily inebriated man<<elseif $random == 2>>heavily inebriated woman<</if>> staring fixatedly through a store window. Getting a little closer, you spot what has caught their attention so fully, the business <<set _randomStore = random(1,3)>><<if _randomStore == 1>>some sort of BDSM themed sex toy shop, a colourful display featuring naked slaves in various forms of bondage causing a bit of a scene. Of course, the noise and movement of the writhing pleasure and discomfort of the store’s slaves<<elseif _randomStore == 2>>a quick sale location for pre-owned slaves, each of the attractive slaves placed in large see-through plastic fronted boxes. The distraction of so many hot naked slaves bound and placed in titillating costumes<<elseif _randomStore == 3>> a club-wear clothing store, the twist of which is that the changing rooms are on full display to the public. This distracting presence of half-dressed hot club goers putting on skimpy outfits that barely qualify even as underwear<</if>> is the perfect cover, especially with the <<if $random == 1>>man<<elseif $random == 2>>woman<</if>> pressing <<if $random == 1>>himself<<elseif $random == 2>>herself<</if>> up against the window. Making an initial pass by, you brush past your intended mark, seeing if they make any reaction to your slight contact. Thankfully, your choice of target seems to have paid off, as just like you suspected, the <<if $random == 1>>man<<elseif $random == 2>>woman<</if>> doesn’t seem to even register your presence. Giving it another moment, turning around and walking by past them, you put your plan into action, with as much stealth and finesse as you can manage <<if $random == 1>>digging your hand into his back pocket, fishing out his wallet<<elseif $random == 2>>pushing your hand into her handbag, you fish out her purse<</if>> making as much distance away from them as you can without causing a scene. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GuardSmall.png]]</div> Looking behind you, you get the impression that you’ve gotten away with it, the <<if $random == 1>>man<<elseif $random == 2>>woman<</if>> still completely fixated on the stores window display. Annoyingly, you do spot a nearby guard, and from the way he’s facing you get slightly worried that he might have noticed what you just did. Though, it’s hard to tell given his full-face helmet, and you’re thankfully moving fast enough that you quickly lose him in the crowd. In the back of your mind, however, you get the impression that you might have been caught, even if it’s just a complaint put against you later due to their suspicion. Quickly heading into the general trainee store, you spot the familiar face of Tilly behind the till, the bubbly bimbo looking bored from having little to do, the shop practically empty. Waving your greeting, she almost immediately perks up, especially as you move straight over to her, saying, "Hey Tilly. I found this <<if $random == 1>>wallet<<elseif $random == 2>>purse<</if>> while I was out wandering around. I was wondering if maybe you could give me some points in exchange for it?". Shrugging happily, Tilly takes it from you and begins to rustle around inside, pulling out the monetary contents and slipping them beneath the desk, the <<if $random == 1>>wallet<<elseif $random == 2>>purse<</if>> being discarded without another thought. "That’s, like, really lucky to find a bunch of money just laying around. It’d be really tough to find the owner, and I bet the guards would just get all shouty about it, so I think it’d be fine for us to keep it. We could get so many cute dresses! But, like, yeah, you need points right. I’ll just add it into the system like a refund, that way you’ll get to buy some cute stuff too", giggles the ditzy blonde, messing around with the high-tech till. "Trainee $firstName has been awarded $holderInt G.G.P for, refunding a cute dress that they didn’t want", announces the monotone voice of the facility AI, indicating that the transfer is complete. Smiling at Tilly, glad that it all worked out well, you thank the girl, listening on as she talks about all the nice things she’ll buy with her share of the money. Matters concluded, you [[go back to looking for pick pocketing marks|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Search]].

Weaving through the crowds, you eventually spot a <<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>>heavily inebriated man<<elseif $random == 2>>heavily inebriated woman<</if>> staring fixatedly through a store window. Getting a little closer, you spot what has caught their attention so fully, the business <<set _randomStore = random(1,3)>><<if _randomStore == 1>>some sort of BDSM themed sex toy shop, a colourful display featuring naked slaves in various forms of bondage causing a bit of a scene. Of course, the noise and movement of the writhing pleasure and discomfort of the store’s slaves<<elseif _randomStore == 2>>a quick sale location for pre-owned slaves, each of the attractive slaves placed in large see-through plastic fronted boxes. The distraction of so many hot naked slaves bound and placed in titillating costumes<<elseif _randomStore == 3>> a club-wear clothing store, the twist of which is that the changing rooms are on full display to the public. This distracting presence of half-dressed hot club goers putting on skimpy outfits that barely qualify even as underwear<</if>> is the perfect cover, especially with the <<if $random == 1>>man<<elseif $random == 2>>woman<</if>> pressing <<if $random == 1>>himself<<elseif $random == 2>>herself<</if>> up against the window. Making an initial pass by, you brush past your intended mark, seeing if they make any reaction to your slight contact. Thankfully, your choice of target seems to have paid off, as just like you suspected, the <<if $random == 1>>man<<elseif $random == 2>>woman<</if>> doesn’t seem to even register your presence. Giving it another moment, turning around and walking by past them, you put your plan into action, with as much stealth and finesse as you can manage <<if $random == 1>>digging your hand into his back pocket, fishing out his wallet<<elseif $random == 2>>pushing your hand into her handbag, you fish out her purse<</if>> making as much distance away from them as you can without causing a scene. Looking behind you, you get the impression that you’ve gotten away with it, the <<if $random == 1>>man<<elseif $random == 2>>woman<</if>> still completely fixated on the stores window display. Better, you can’t spot a single guard around. Quickly heading into the general trainee store, you spot the familiar face of Tilly behind the till, the bubbly bimbo looking bored from having little to do, the shop practically empty. Waving your greeting, she almost immediately perks up, especially as you move straight over to her, saying, "Hey Tilly. I found this <<if $random == 1>>wallet<<elseif $random == 2>>purse<</if>> while I was out wandering around. I was wondering if maybe you could give me some points in exchange for it?". Shrugging happily, Tilly takes it from you and begins to rustle around inside, not seeming to find anything, the <<if $random == 1>>wallet<<elseif $random == 2>>purse<</if>> being discarded without another thought. "That, like, really sucks. I thought you’d been lucky and found a bunch of money just laying around, but there’s nothing inside. We could have gotten so many cute dresses! But, like, yeah, sorry. If you find any some other time I’d be happy to help you out though, it’s just not worth getting the guards involved, plus I hear they totally steal and stuff", answers the ditzy blonde slightly sadly, looking at you with dinner plate eyes apologetically. Smiling slightly disappointedly at Tilly, glad that at least she was willing to help, you thank the girl, listening on as she talks about all the nice things she would have bought with her share of the money if there had been any. Matters concluded, at least for now, you [[go back to looking for pick pocketing marks|Shopping Hub Pick Pocket Search]].

Deciding it’s as good a time as any, you take the opportunity to ask Villin a bit more about herself. "So, how did you end up working in 'The Repurposing Center'?", you casually ask, watching her reaction to see whether she’s comfortable talking about it. Shrugging, but obviously a bit uncomfortable, Villin answers, "It’s a bit … complicated and rather a long answer. Are you really sure you want to hear about it?". "I’ve got some time, if you’re okay telling me", you respond, giving her some more time to compose herself. "Are you … are you really sure you want to know? It’s not very interesting. Really", she throws back in response in her usual quiet tone, probably looking for a way to get out of this conversation. <<if $villinRelationship < 30>>Pushing her just a little you answer back, "I’m sure it’s more interesting than you think. I’d love to hear it if you have the time", watching on as her face drops further, a slight tremble passing over her. "Oh … well … it was a long time ago now. Mr Alfonsi … he hired me. Not very interesting really …", Villin mumbles, not giving you anything particularly useful. From the way she’s currently fidgeting she’s unlikely to offer you anything better, however hard you press at the moment. It just seems that she doesn’t feel comfortable enough yet to open up to you.<<else>>Nodding your desire to continue, she offers you a small smile before quietly continuing, "Okay …. well, I came to the center as a trainee. I got picked up on the street walking home after a concert, I still wonder if I was just unluck or someone had it out for me. I was sad to have been brought here and didn’t work very hard, it just didn’t seem worthwhile. The guards were bullies, as were many of the other trainees at the time, so I became very … you know, reclusive as a result. It all ended up with me not coming out of my bedroom because everything just felt horrible". Her tone becoming a little melancholy, she keeps going, "They tried a few things to make me a more valuable slave. At first, they thought that I was just shy and lonely, so they sent in some bunny-girls who tried to recruit me, they even gave me some tainted food that caused me to grow my bunny ears and tail. But, I wasn’t really interested, even if they were trying to be nice. After that they had the guards drag me to jobs a few times, but they stopped that after I just sort of sat there not engaging with it all. Eventually they put me working at some BDSM brothel for a little while, which I kind of … you know, I kind of maybe liked it. Sadly, by that point they’d already made their decision that I wasn’t worth the additional time to train me up, so they just sort of sent me to auction". "Don’t worry though, things get better from there", she adds, trying to put a cheerier note on the conversation. "So, I was kind of upset to get sent to auction just as things were getting slightly better, especially when they told me how low the starting bid was going to be. I’d hear the horror stories about what happens to cheap slaves, mostly bought up by big businesses as cheap sex toys, so I was really worried. But, when we got put on show before the auction, I met Mr Alfonsi and he took a liking to me. He’d been looking for a new waitress for her restaurant, and needed someone with some talent with a piano, and well that was me. Staff members and in-facility business owners get a special discount on purchasing slaves, and when Mr Alfonsi showed that he was willing to pay more than the minimum bid for me, I guess the other bidders decided it wasn’t worth the hassle to get in a bidding war and he bought me". Letting out a tiny laugh, Villin goes on, "I was kind of nervous about being bought. Despite him seemingly lovely before the auction, you never know whether that’s just an act. But, Mr Alfonsi was really nice and took care of me. He just wanted an employee, nothing else, which I think was what I needed at the time. Mr Alfonsi was like a father to me, and he taught me so much about music and cooking, and well lots of things. He kept me on as a slave for a few years, though I had a nice room in his apartment, and he got me whatever I wanted, within reason at least. But, he also kept putting some money aside, though I didn’t know it at the time. Well, he … he bought my freedom". Slightly confused you ask, "Bought your freedom? I thought he already owned you. Also, is that normal?", wondering what all this could mean in terms of your own future. Shaking her head slightly, she responds, "It’s kind of complicated, but I’ll try to explain it. Slaves aren’t considered citizens anymore, they’re only considered as property, at least by the law. There are a bunch of rules and regulations regarding how you treat your slaves, but they don’t have rights in the same way, same as animals basically. The problem is, if you were to be let free, then all your pre-slavery rights have already been removed, which at the very least would mean you’d be considered in the country illegally, that in turn probably just ends up with you being re-enslaved. So, by bought my freedom what I mean is that he payed them to reinstate me as a full citizen. That way I wouldn’t just be randomly re-captured, and I’d get to go back to living normally. The problem is that it’s kind of expensive, plus the government doesn’t like doing it, so they make it a legal nightmare to get done" "As a result, not many masters are willing to go through with letting a slave go, even one they really like. You sometimes hear about rich owners putting it in their will to do so, but generally people aren’t that willing to. That’s why I was so shocked that Mr Alfonsi did, especially after only a few years of owning me", smiling wistfully Villin continues, "But, I felt kind of bad about putting him so much out of pocket, and I didn’t really know what to do with myself afterwards. It’s not like I had savings or even a resume to fall back on. So, I decided, at least for the time being, that I’d stay with Mr Alfonsi and keep working for him. Try and pay him back for everything he’s done for me, you know. I still even live in his spare room". After that, the bunny-girl continues to talk about her general daily life working at Restaurant Alfonsi, though you think you’ve managed to hear most of the relevant points. Overall, it seems like she’s pretty happy with the way things are, though it’s easy to see that she feels she’s a bit of burden on the fatherly business owner. On the other side of things though, it makes you happy to hear that there are at least other ways to get your freedom, rare as they may be.<</if>> Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, you [[return to chatting with Villin|Restaurant Alfonsi Spend Time With Villin]].

Deciding it’s as good a time as any, you take the opportunity to ask Villin what she’s looking for in terms of dating. "So, what sort of person would you consider your perfect partner?", you casually ask, watching her reaction to see whether she’s comfortable talking about it. Turning beet red and visibly shrinking in her seat, Villin meekly answers in a tone that makes it obvious how embarrassed she is, "… What! Why … I mean, erm … that’s … are you sure you really want to know?". Nodding a little, but not trying to push the issue after seeing how uncomfortable she is, you add, "I was just curious, but it’s okay if you don’t want to say. We can talk about …", your words interrupted by a high pitched nervous response from the shy bunny-girl. "It’s .. it’s okay, I guess. I .. I’m not very good at this sort of thing, so I would probably be better off with someone who can … you know, take charge. Other than that, I suppose I’d like someone who was nice to me and would go with me to places so we could make fun memories together. They’d have to at least be willing to put up with my music interest, though it’s not something I’d, you know, force on anybody. They’d also …. no, never mind, that’s not …", stalling awkwardly, she looks around, trying to change the subject. "But, yeah. I like guys and girls, so I’m pretty open on those sorts of things. It’s been a while since I’ve done much in terms of … well, stuff, but I’d like to do that too. I kind of, er, I sort of like bondage, that always looked … you know, like it could be fun. I’m not really sure past that though, I don’t have a particular look that I’m into, other than maybe preferring someone who’s taller than me, but that’s not too hard to manage". Letting out a nervous laugh, the bunny-girl rapidly changes the subject, being a lot more talkative in her attempts to get past the previous conversation, all the talk about dating and sex having embarrassed her to the core. As such, you continue to talk about both your general daily lives within the facility. Overall, it seems like she’s pretty happy with the way things are, though it’s also clear that she’s looking for a deep and meaningful relationship. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, you [[return to chatting with Villin|Restaurant Alfonsi Spend Time With Villin]].

Deciding it’s as good a time as any, you take the opportunity to ask Villin what she knows about the treatment that all trainees receive. "So, do you know anything about the treatment they give all the new arrivals?", you casually ask, watching her reaction to see whether she’s comfortable talking about it. Looking at you a little confused, Villin answers, "I mean, I had it but I’m not too sure about all the details. I guess I might know something, maybe, but it’s hard to tell what’s a rumour and what’s the truth". Nodding a little, but wanting to push for whatever details she knows, you add, "That’s okay, I’m just curious really. Honestly, I’d love to hear what you know, even if it’s just turns out to be rumours and stories that people have made up". Shrugging a little, but smiling, she continues, "Well, I guess that’s okay then. Just, like I said, don’t take all of this as proven or true or anything. I got the treatment a few years back, and I know others who have too. From what I’ve seen, it seems to have detectors, so they can find you if you try and run, whilst also letting them more easily transform people. I don’t know how that works, but, I’ve seen how they sometimes put things in food that only effect slaves who’ve had the treatment, which is why I think it must have some impact on transforming people. It also … you know, makes you more … down there …", a hint of embarrassment creeping into her tone. "Er, but, alright. Yeah, so, you hear all sorts of rumours, so you can never tell the whole truth, but I’ve heard they can stun you through it, but how that would work I can’t say. It just doesn’t make sense if it’s some sort of medicine for them to be able to control it from range, especially if it’s years later. I’ve also heard some people say that it makes the slaves really healthy, like to the point where they don’t age or get sick anymore. I had it a few years back, and I haven’t gotten ill or changed to look much older, but it’s hard to tell if that’s just me looking after myself or something more. If it was really the case that it was so good, then why would they be using it on slaves instead of, well, you know, like themselves". Her voice becoming increasingly nervous, almost as if she thinks that this sort of conversation isn’t a smart thing to be doing, the bunny-girl rapidly changes the subject. Becoming a lot more talkative in her attempts to get past the previous conversation, all the talk about possible corporate secrets having shaken her a little. As such, you continue to talk about both your general daily lives within the facility. Overall, it seems like she’s pretty happy, and it’s possible that she might have given you some good information to go on in terms of the treatment. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, you [[return to chatting with Villin|Restaurant Alfonsi Spend Time With Villin]].

Deciding it’s as good a time as any, you take the opportunity to ask Villin why she wears a collar, curious to figure out if it’s just a fashion statement or something more. "So, that’s a really nice collar, where did you get it from?", you casually ask, watching her reaction to see whether she’s comfortable talking about it. Looking at you a little unsure, Villin answers slightly anxiously, "Thanks .. erm, it was a gift a while back. I don’t know where they got it from, but I’m sure you could get one like it somewhere in the facility. There’s probably a shop that could make you one to order at least". Nodding a little but wanting to push for more information after seeing her cagey response, you add, "That’s okay, I’ll have to look around. Who gave you yours? I can ask them if they’re around, that’ll make it much easier to find somewhere that could make one". <<if $villinRelationship <25>>Shaking her head, the bunny-girl responds after a moments thought, "Sorry, but it’s sort of … I guess personal. I just don’t really want to talk about it. I don’t really know you very well and it’s just … it’s a thing … you know …", her discomfort becoming more palpable by the second.<<else>> Letting out a short breathy sigh, the bunny-girl responds after a moments though, "I suppose … it’s a bit personal, but I guess it would be okay to tell you. I got given it to me early on after Mr Alfonsi bought me. I don’t think he was entirely comfortable doing so, but I kept being hassled by the guards and other staff. They would see me walking around and mistake me for a trainee still, and it lead to a couple of close calls. One of the guards helped me out, and I think he suggested the idea to Mr Alfonsi too. Anyway, Mr Alfonsi bought me the collar back when I was his slave so that people would know I was owned and wasn’t running away or anything, so they’d leave me alone". Unsure why that was something she wanted to keep so quiet, not entirely sure where the issue was, you’re unsure what to say next. Still, Villin seems to pick up on your confusion and begins looking increasingly shy as she adds, "It’s all just kind of embarrassing. I like wearing it. Even after I got my freedom back, it just seemed right to wear it. Comforting even. Plus … well, back when I was a trainee I spent a little time working at a BDSM brothel and it was kind of … I don’t know, sort of hot. So, I sort of wear it for a few reasons … I guess ….", her words trailing off as her blush grows significantly.<</if>> Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, you [[return to chatting with Villin|Restaurant Alfonsi Spend Time With Villin]].

You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel a tickling around your scalp. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to you head, more specifically, likely to your hair. Your suspicions are confirmed, as before your very eyes, you spot in a nearby reflection your hair begins to shine with an unnatural glow. Entranced, you watch on in awe as your hair shimmers and gleams, some sort of change trying to take effect. <<set $random = random(1,4)>><<if ($random == 1 && $hairColour == "brown") || ($random == 2 && $hairColour == "blonde") || ($random == 3 && $hairColour == "red") || ($random == 4 && $hairColour == "black")>>Strangely, nothing seems to happen, the unnatural effect ebbing away a few moments later, possibly because your hair already has the intended alteration<<elseif $random == 1>>Before your very eyes your $hairColour hair begins to shift in tone, becoming a dark and woody colour<<set $hairColour = "brown">><<elseif $random == 2>>Before your very eyes your $hairColour hair begins to shift in tone, becoming a light and sunny colour<<set $hairColour = "blonde">><<elseif $random == 3>>Before your very eyes your $hairColour hair begins to shift in tone, becoming a fiery red colour<<set $hairColour = "red">><<elseif $random == 4>>Before your very eyes your $hairColour hair begins to shift in tone, becoming a deep oily black colour<<set $hairColour = "black">><</if>>. All the while, Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>In the end your $hairColour <<checkHair>> hair is clearly visible to you in your reflection, thankfully not changing in such a way that its style is affected. Dr.Radcliff notes these changes with a smile, measuring them precisely before he’ll finally consider your session complete.

<<if $femininity >=80>><<set $femininity =100>><<else>><<set $femininity +=20>><</if>>You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd tingling all over. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to you though what it is you cannot tell. Not wanting to cause any issues, you try and sit as still as possible. Your suspicions are confirmed, as before your very eyes you see your entire frame begin to look significantly daintier, major changes to your body making you look all the more feminine. You run your hands over each other to check them out, causing you to moan out loud, unable to resist the pleasant sensation. Your soft skin seems extremely sensitive to your touch. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. In the end you now feel decidedly more feminine. Dr.Radcliff notes these changes with a smile, measuring them precisely before he’ll finally consider your session complete.

You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd tingling all over. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to you though what it is you cannot tell. Not wanting to cause any issues, you try and sit as still as possible. Starting with your head, the first thing you notice is that the warmth is concentrating itself right at the top of your scalp. <<if $hairLength <15>>Before your very eyes you watch on as your hair begins to lengthen dramatically, progressing from its previous <<checkHair>> state all the way down to now being <<if $hairLength <=10>><<set $hairLength += 5>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 15>><</if>><<checkHair>><<else>>From the way it tingles, you half expect your hair to grow, however, seeing as it’s already practically touching the floor it doesn’t seem to have much of an effect<</if>>. <<if $hairColour != "red">>The wave of heat rolling down so it encompasses the entire length of your long luscious locks of $hairColour hair, you watch on in shock as it suddenly shifts into a coppery tone that looks very playful and fiery<<set $hairColour = "red">><<else>>The way the heat keeps concentrating on your hair, spreading across the entirety of it, you get the impression that it might be trying to change your hair colour, but, looking down at your long luscious locks of hair you see that they remain a fiery red colour<</if>>. Further, your hair <<if $hairStyle != 8>>begins to twist and style itself on its own accord, altering itself from the style you previously had into a <<set $hairStyle = 8>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 10>> <<checkHairStyle>><<else>>begins moving of its own accord, almost as if it’s trying to style itself, however, it soon settles down, leaving you with the unchanged style you came in with<</if>>. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Next, moving down your form you realize <<if $femininity !=100>><<if $femininity <= 80>><<set $femininity += 20>><<else>><<set $femininity = 100>><</if>>that your face has become notably more feminine, your features softening and becoming both prettier and cuter by the second<<else>>your face warming up but, confusingly, staying unchanged, seemingly happy to stay as it is<</if>>. You also feel a strange sensation of vertigo overcome you, as if everything was bigger than you remembered it to be, <<if $height >60>><<if $height >= 66>><<set $height -= 6>><<else>><<set $height = 60>><</if>>your suspicions confirmed as you spot your reflection in nearby mirror, noticing that you’ve shrunk down in height significantly, your new height about $height inches tall<<else>>however, when you take stock of the situation, it seems you’re just as short as you always were, your height unaffected<</if>>. Working its way down, you next feel the sensation strike your chest, <<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize = 3>>a pair of <<checkBreast>> sized boobs springing out where you previously had none<<elseif $breastSize == 31>>strangely though it seems to have little effect, your <<checkBreast>> breasts just feeling nice and sensitive from the sudden rush of heat<<else>><<set $breastSize += 1>>your breasts gaining slightly in size, pushing out until they finally become what you’d guess were approximately <<checkBreast>> sized<</if>>. As the tingling feels just about to end, you realize that the last of it is spreading across your bottom and thighs, the result of which is, <<if $assSize !=0>><<set $assSize -= 1>>your ass shrinking down until it’s about <<checkAss>> sized<<else>>no visible change to your ass<</if>> whilst your thighs <<if $thighSize !=0>><<set $thighSize -= 1>>reduce in size, contracting inwards until they look <<checkThigh>> sized<<else>>seem to remain unchanged<</if>>. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. In the end your form has altered extensively, your appearance now looking like a cute red-headed girl next door. Dr.Radcliff, meanwhile, notes your new pretty form with a smile, documenting it precisely and extensively before he’ll finally consider your session complete, loudly exclaiming, "Astounding, truly astounding. Such a dramatic change and an interesting one at that. I’m sure that this will be invaluable to our research. You’re positively adorable, I'm sure that potential owners will queue up for miles to get the chance to bid on you".

<<set $thighSize +=1>>You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd stretching sensation from down below your waist. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to your thighs. Unsure how to deal with the matter, not wanting to put undue pressure on them, you spread your legs wide, giving them room to do whatever they’re doing. Your suspicions are confirmed, as before your very eyes you see the expansion of your thighs, jiggling outward and gaining in mass. You run your hands over them to check them, causing you to moan out loud, unable to resist the pleasant sensation, your soft thighs extremely sensitive to your touch. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. In the end you are now the proud owner of a <<checkThigh>> sized set of thighs. Dr.Radcliff notes these changes with a smile, measuring them precisely before he’ll finally consider your session complete. Before he’s finished, he has also ordered changes of clothing to accommodate your new size to be sent to your room.

You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd stretching sensation within your chest. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to your chest, more specifically you think you’re likely <<if $breastSize ==0>>growing breasts<<else>>having your breasts expand<</if>>. Your suspicions are confirmed, as before your very eyes you see the expansion of breasts, jiggling outward and gaining in mass at an almost alarming rate. Running your hands over them to check them out, you can’t help but moan out loud, unable to resist the pleasant sensation. Your soft heaving mounds are extremely sensitive to your touch and a little heavy too. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. <<if $breastSize <= 21>><<set $breastSize +=10>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 31>><</if>>In the end, upon your chest now sit a pair of humongous <<checkBreast>> boobs, the rapid growth causing them to still occasionally wobble about. Dr.Radcliff notes these changes with a smile, measuring them precisely before he’ll finally consider your session complete. Before he’s finished, he has also ordered changes of clothing to accommodate your new size to be sent to your room.

<<set $skinType = 1>><<if $altColour == "none" || !$altColour >><<set $altColour = $hairColour>><</if>>You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd tingling all over. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to you though what it is you cannot tell. Not wanting to cause any issues, you try and sit as still as possible. Your suspicions are confirmed, as a strange tingling breaks out across you skin, that too soon accompanied by visible changes. Before your very eyes, to your shock, patches of short fur breaking out all over your body in little clumps. You run your hands over one of the outbreaks, causing you to moan out loud, unable to resist the pleasant sensation. Your lightly furred seems extremely sensitive to your touch. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. In the end your now <<checkSkin>> form settles, the tinging warmth dissipating leaving you with the thin coating of fine $altColour fur all over. Dr.Radcliff notes these changes with a smile, measuring them precisely before he’ll finally consider your session complete.

<<if $hairLength <=11>><<set $hairLength +=4>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 15>><</if>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<else>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<set $fringe = false>>You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel a tickling around your scalp. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to you head, more specifically, likely to your hair. Your suspicions are confirmed, as before your very eyes, your hair starts growing out at an incredibly rapid rate. The soft rub, as hair grows tickling your ears on the way past and making you laugh out, unable to resist the sensation. All the while, Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>In the end your $hairColour hair has now extending itself, leaving it <<checkHair>>. The downside is that your hair has also been messed up by the sudden growth, becoming unkempt and lacking a definitive style. Dr.Radcliff notes these changes with a smile, measuring them precisely before he’ll finally consider your session complete.

<<set $assSize = 5>><<set $thighSize = 3>>You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd stretching sensation from your behind. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to your bum. Not wanting to put pressure on it during a change, you roll over, sticking your ass up in the air. Your suspicions are confirmed, as before your very eyes you see the expansion of your buttocks, jiggling outward and gaining in mass until it’s incredibly large in size. You run your hands over them to check them, causing you to moan out loud, unable to resist the pleasant sensation, your soft bum extremely sensitive to your touch. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. Thinking it’s all over, you suddenly then feel the warmth shift, flowing down slightly into your thigh region. Slightly shocked, you watch on as your thighs begin to grow too, becoming thicker. The rippling feeling as the expand feels great, though you’re still more than a little confused at the sudden shift. Thinking for a moment, you wonder if maybe the increase in your thighs might be intentional, meant to help you better support your enormous buttocks. In the end you are now the proud owner of a <<checkAss>> sized ass, supported by a <<checkThigh>> sized pair of thighs. Dr.Radcliff notes these changes with a smile, measuring them precisely before he’ll finally consider your session complete. Before he’s finished, he has also ordered changes of clothing to accommodate your new size to be sent to your room.

You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd tingling all over. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to you though what it is you cannot tell. Not wanting to cause any issues, you try and sit as still as possible. Starting with your head, the first thing you notice is that the warmth is concentrating itself right at the top of your scalp. <<if $hairLength <15>>Before your very eyes you watch on as your hair begins to lengthen dramatically, progressing from its previous <<checkHair>> state all the way down to now being <<if $hairLength <=10>><<set $hairLength += 5>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 15>><</if>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<else>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<checkHair>><<else>>From the way it tingles, you half expect your hair to grow, however, seeing as it’s already practically touching the floor it doesn’t seem to have much of an effect<</if>>. <<if $hairColour != "platinum blonde">>The wave of heat rolling down so it encompasses the entire length of your long luscious locks of $hairColour hair, you watch on in shock as it suddenly shifts into a platinum blonde tone, so bright that you momentarily wonder if it might be glowing<<set $hairColour = "platinum blonde">><<else>>The way the heat keeps concentrating on your hair, spreading across the entirety of it, you get the impression that it might be trying to change your hair colour, but, looking down at your long luscious locks of hair you see that they remain platinum blonde<</if>>. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Next, moving down your form you realize <<if $femininity !=100>><<if $femininity <= 80>><<set $femininity += 20>><<else>><<set $femininity = 100>><</if>>that your face has become notably more feminine, your features softening and becoming both cuter and sexier by the second<<else>>your face warming up but, confusingly, staying unchanged, seemingly happy to stay as it is<</if>>. Additionally, your lips seem to be affected <<if $lipSize <3>>to an even greater degree, your <<checkLips>> mouth expanding all the way until it’s an extremely overtly sexual permanent ‘O’ shape your lips are so thick<<set $lipSize = 3>><<else>>though not noticeably, heating up but not visibly changing<</if>>. Working its way down, you next feel the sensation strike your chest, <<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize = 7>>a pair of rapidly growing <<checkBreast>> sized boobs springing out where you previously had none<<elseif $breastSize == 31>>strangely though it seems to have little effect, your <<checkBreast>> breasts just feeling nice and sensitive from the sudden rush of heat<<else>><<if $breastSize <=26>><<set $breastSize += 5>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 31>><</if>>your breasts gaining significantly in size, pushing out until they finally become what you’d guess were approximately <<checkBreast>> sized<</if>>. As the tingling feels just about to end, you realize that the last of it is spreading across your bottom and thighs, the result of which is, <<if $assSize !=5>><<set $assSize =5>>your ass expanding out until it’s an <<checkAss>> size<<else>>no visible change to your ass<</if>> whilst your thighs <<if $thighSize !=3>><<set $thighSize =3>>gain in size, growing until they look <<checkThigh>><<else>>seem to remain unchanged<</if>>. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. In the end your form has altered extensively, your appearance now looking like a stereotypical bimbo. Dr.Radcliff, meanwhile, notes your new voluptuous form with a smile, documenting it precisely and extensively before he’ll finally consider your session complete, loudly exclaiming, "Astounding, truly astounding. Such a dramatic change and an interesting one at that. I’m sure that this will open a lot of doors for you. You’d make a lovely stripper, brothel worker or even a waitress. Just thinking about how valuable a quick bimbo-ization treatment could be makes my day".

You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd tingling all over. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to you though what it is you cannot tell. Not wanting to cause any issues, you try and sit as still as possible. Starting with your head, the first thing you notice is that the warmth is concentrating itself right at the top of your scalp, <<if $ears != 5>><<set $ears = 5>>a pair of slightly droop cow ears shifting into existence as they poke up through your hair<<else>>however, whatever the warmth is trying to do it seems unable to this time<</if>>. Next, moving down your form you realize <<if $femininity !=100>><<if $femininity <= 80>><<set $femininity += 20>><<else>><<set $femininity = 100>><</if>>that your face has become notably more feminine, your features softening and becoming cuter by the second <<else>>your face warming up but, confusingly, staying unchanged, seemingly happy to stay as it is<</if>>. Working its way down, you next feel the sensation strike your chest, <<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize = 5>>a pair of rapidly growing <<checkBreast>> sized boobs springing out where you previously had none<<elseif $breastSize == 31>>strangely though it seems to have little effect, your <<checkBreast>> breasts just feeling nice and sensitive from the sudden rush of heat<<else>><<if $breastSize <=28>><<set $breastSize += 3>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 31>><</if>>your breasts gaining significantly in size, pushing out until they finally become what you’d guess were approximately <<checkBreast>> sized<</if>>. Additionally, <<if $nippleSize !=3>><<set $nippleSize = 3>>your nipples also seem effected by the changes, extending lewdly until they finally look <<checkNipple>> in nature<<else>>your nipples also feel extremely over sensitive, though you spot no direct change<</if>>. Continuing on, you feel the warmth concentrate at the base of your spine, <<if $tail != 4>><<set $tail = 4>>a long puffball ended cow tail springing out as an extension of it, your tail lazily swaying from side to side as you watch it<<else>>yet despite preparing yourself for something to happen in realty nothing seems to change, at this point you guess it’s likely because you already have a cow tail<</if>>. As the tingling feels just about to end, you realize that the last of it is spreading across your bottom and thighs, the result of which is, <<if $assSize !=5>><<set $assSize +=1>>your ass expanding out until it’s about <<checkAss>> sized<<else>>no visible change to your ass<</if>> whilst your thighs <<if $thighSize !=3>><<set $thighSize +=1>>gain slightly in size, growing until they look <<checkThigh>> sized<<else>>seem to remain unchanged<</if>>. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. You’re just about to consider the whole thing over, however, a rumbling in your stomach makes you take pause. Holding your tummy worriedly, you see <<if !$udder>><<set $udder = true>>strange growths start to erupt from where you’re holding. Not sure what to do, but the sensation becoming quickly more pleasant and bearable, you watch on as the growth becomes bulbous and pink, a set of four long nipple-like additions growing off of it. Taking stock of what just happened, you gulp as your realize you just grew an udder!<<else>>nothing change. A little confused, you check on your udder, making sure it’s okay, but find nothing of note. Shrugging, you decide that it was likely nothing.<</if>> In the end your form has altered extensively, your appearance now that of a stereotypical cow-girl. Dr.Radcliff, meanwhile, notes your new animalistic changes with a smile, documenting it precisely and extensively before he’ll finally consider your session complete, loudly exclaiming, "Astounding, truly astounding. Such a dramatic change and an interesting one at that. I’m sure the dairy will be very interested in you. Even if you don’t produce any milk, they still have regular hucow competitions and farm festivals that I’m sure they’d love to show you off at".

You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd tingling all over. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to you though what it is you cannot tell. Not wanting to cause any issues, you try and sit as still as possible. Starting with your head, the first thing you notice is that the warmth is concentrating itself right at the sides of your head, <<if $ears != 4>><<set $ears = 4>>a futuristic looking metal antennas emerging from the sides of your head where ears would normally reside<<else>>however, whatever the warmth is trying to do it seems unable to this time<</if>>. Further, you notice is that the tingling sensation seems to be centring itself right at the top of your scalp. <<if $hairLength <3>>Before your very eyes you watch on as your hair begins to lengthen, progressing from its previous <<checkHair>> state until it is now just <<set $hairLength = 3>><<checkHair>><<elseif $hairLength >3>>Before your very eyes you watch on as your hair begins to pull back into your head, shortening from its previous <<checkHair>> state until it is now just <<set $hairLength = 3>><<checkHair>><<else>>From the way it tingles, you half expect your hair to grow, however, it doesn’t seem to have much of an effect, staying at its current relatively short length<</if>>. <<if $hairColour != "gold">>The wave of heat rolling down so it encompasses the entire length of your short locks of $hairColour hair, you watch on in shock as it suddenly shifts into a gleaming metallic gold tone that looks both stylish and opulent<<set $hairColour = "gold">><<else>>The way the heat keeps concentrating on your hair, spreading across the entirety of it, you get the impression that it might be trying to change your hair colour, but, looking down at your short locks of hair you see that they remain a stylish and opulent metallic gold colour<</if>>. Further, your hair <<if $hairStyle != 1>>begins to twist and style itself on its own accord, altering itself from the <<checkHairStyle>> you previously had into a <<set $hairStyle = 1>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 10>> short straight bob cut<<else>>begins moving of its own accord, almost as if it’s trying to style itself, however, it soon settles down, leaving you with the unchanged <<checkHairStyle>> style you came in with<</if>>. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>><<if $skinType != 3>>What shocks you the most, however, is when the strange tingling beings to breaks out across the entirety of your skin. Watching in surprised awe a nearby reflection of yourself, you watch on as patches of metal begin breaking out all over your body, slowly advancing to the point that they encompass the entirety of your skin. The result of which, in the end, is that your skin has shifted from its previous <<checkSkin>> form, becoming <<set $skinType = 3>><<checkSkin>> in nature<<else>>You briefly become worried as a strange tingling breaks out across the entirety of your skin. However, the worry seems to be for naught, as very soon you realize that nothing is happening, your <<checkSkin>> metallic skin left unchanged<</if>>. After the matter of your skin, when the heat doesn’t cease, you guess what might be next, not at all surprised when your skin begins to momentarily glow as some sort of effect tries to take root. <<if $altColour != "chrome">>Watching the beautiful shine, it doesn’t take long for something to happen, the colour of your sleek metallic form taking on a gleaming <<set $altColour = "chrome">>$altColour tone<<else>>Watching the beautiful shine, it quickly fades, leaving no hint of what it was trying, your metallic skin still a gleaming $altColour colour<</if>>. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. In the end your form has altered extensively, your appearance now rather shiny and robotic in nature. Dr.Radcliff, meanwhile, notes your new machine-like changes with a smile, documenting it precisely and extensively before he’ll finally consider your session complete, loudly exclaiming, "Astounding, truly astounding. Such a dramatic change and an interesting one at that. To think that a biological fusion of metals and electronics would even be possible, let alone look so stylish and wonderful. I’m sure that the idea of a gleaming chrome cyborg maid or sex slave is a very appealing one, such that you’ll never go without an eager owner once you leave these hallowed halls of science".

You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd tingling all over. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to you though what it is you cannot tell. Not wanting to cause any issues, you try and sit as still as possible. Starting with your head, the first thing you notice is that the warmth is concentrating itself right at the top of your head, <<if $hornType != 5>><<set $hornType = 5>>a pair of intimidating yet sexy demonic horns shifting into existence as they poke up through your hair<<else>>however, whatever the warmth is trying to do it seems unable to this time<</if>>. Further, the next thing you realize is that the tingling sensation across your scalp doesn’t seem abated, likely doing something else too. <<if $hairLength <15>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>>Before your very eyes you watch on as your hair begins to lengthen dramatically, progressing from its previous <<checkHair>> state all the way down to now being <<if $hairLength <= 10>><<set $hairLength += 5>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 15>><</if>><<checkHair>>. Though, the rapid growth also seems to have had the sad side effect of messing up your hairstyle<<else>>From the way it tingles, you half expect your hair to grow, however, seeing as it’s already practically touching the floor it doesn’t seem to have much of an effect<</if>>. <<if $hairColour != "black">>The wave of heat rolling down so it encompasses the entire length of your long luscious locks of $hairColour hair, you watch on in shock as it suddenly shifts into a deep and mystifying black tone that looks very sultry and enticing<<set $hairColour = "black">><<else>>The way the heat keeps concentrating on your hair, spreading across the entirety of it, you get the impression that it might be trying to change your hair colour, but, looking down at your long luscious locks of hair you see that they remain a deep black colour<</if>>. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>After that, to your surprise, your skin begins to momentarily glow as some sort of effect tries to take root. <<if $skinTone != "red">>Watching the beautiful shine, it doesn’t take long for something to happen, the colour of your visible skin changing into a deep and fiery <<set $skinTone = "red">>$skinTone tone<<else>>Watching the beautiful shine, it quickly fades, leaving no hint of what it was trying, your visible skin still a deep and fiery $skinTone colour<</if>>. Next, spreading across your back, you shift about to clear some space behind you, feeling <<if $wingType != 2>><<set $wingType = 2>>a pair of leathery demonic wings shift into existence out of your back, the non-functional new appendages likely to take a little getting used to<<else>>like something is going to happen, however, it seems that nothing does, your leathery demonic wings remaining as they are unchanged<</if>>. Finally, you feel the warmth concentrate at the base of your spine, <<if $tail != 8>><<set $tail = 8>>a long spade tipped tail springing out as an extension of it, the thin tails swaying about almost hypnotically<<else>>yet despite preparing yourself for something to happen in realty nothing seems to change, at this point you guess it’s likely because you already have a demonic tail<</if>>. In the end your form has altered extensively, your appearance now rather sexual and demonic in nature. Dr.Radcliff, meanwhile, notes your new mysterious changes with a smile, documenting it precisely and extensively before he’ll finally consider your session complete, loudly exclaiming, "Astounding, truly astounding. Such a dramatic change and an interesting one at that. I’m not even sure what this is! Is it just cosmetic, or some sort of amalgamation of unknown DNA structures. I don’t know the answer, but I’ll surely have to look into it. Until then, I’m you’re your new rather unique and overtly sexual form will go down practically swimmingly with various guests. My guess is you’ll become in high demand around here, and with good cause".

You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd tingling all over. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to you though what it is you cannot tell. Not wanting to cause any issues, you try and sit as still as possible. Starting with your head, the first thing you notice is that the warmth is concentrating itself right at the top of your head, <<if $hornType != 4>><<set $hornType = 4>>a pair of intimidating yet elegant draconic horns shifting into existence as they poke up through your hair<<else>>however, whatever the warmth is trying to do it seems unable to this time<</if>>. Further, the next thing you realize is that the tingling sensation across your scalp doesn’t seem abated, shifting only slightly down and to the sides of your head, likely doing something else too. <<if $ears !=8>><<set $ears = 8>>Popping into place just a little further back and to the sides of your horns, all of a sudden a pair of scaled dragon ears push out, making your head feel a little crowded<<else>>But, nothing really seems to happen, the tingling dissipating downward without any visible change<</if>>. <<if $skinType != 5>>What shocks you the most, however, is when the strange tingling beings to breaks out across the entirety of your skin. Watching in surprised awe a nearby reflection of yourself, you watch on as patches of reptilian scales begin breaking out all over your body, slowly advancing to the point that they encompass the entirety of your skin. The result of which, in the end, is that your skin has shifted from its previous <<checkSkin>> form, becoming <<set $skinType = 5>><<checkSkin>> in nature<<else>>You briefly become worried as a strange tingling breaks out across the entirety of your skin. However, the worry seems to be for naught, as very soon you realize that nothing is happening, your <<checkSkin>> scaled skin left unchanged<</if>>. After the matter of your skin, when the heat doesn’t cease, you guess what might be next, not at all surprised when your skin begins to momentarily glow as some sort of effect tries to take root. <<if $altColour != "green">>Watching the beautiful shine, it doesn’t take long for something to happen, the colour of your sleek scaled form taking on an almost metallic <<set $altColour = "green">>$altColour tone<<else>>Watching the beautiful shine, it quickly fades, leaving no hint of what it was trying, your scaled skin still an almost metallic $altColour tone<</if>>. Next, spreading across your back, you shift about to clear some space behind you, feeling <<if $wingType != 1>><<set $wingType = 1>>a pair of majestic dragon wings shift into existence out of your back, the non-functional new appendages likely to take a little getting used to<<else>>like something is going to happen, however, it seems that nothing does, your majestic dragon wings remaining as they are unchanged<</if>>. Finally, you feel the warmth concentrate at the base of your spine, <<if $tail != 7>><<set $tail = 7>>a long chunky scaled tail springing out as an extension of it, the thick presence remaining remarkably still as your shift about<<else>>yet despite preparing yourself for something to happen in realty nothing seems to change, at this point you guess it’s likely because you already have a draconic tail<</if>>. In the end your form has altered extensively, your appearance now mysterious and draconic in nature. Dr.Radcliff, meanwhile, notes your new mysterious changes with a smile, documenting it precisely and extensively before he’ll finally consider your session complete, loudly exclaiming, "Astounding, truly astounding. Such a dramatic change and an interesting one at that. I’m not even sure what this is! Is it just cosmetic, or some sort of amalgamation of unknown DNA structures. I don’t know the answer, but I’ll surely have to look into it. Until then, I’m sure your new rather unique and marvellous form will go down practically swimmingly with various guests. At the very least I feel people will have an interest in hiring you to make appearances, just to show you off".

You sit nervously, nothing else to do but worry about what’s going to happen to you. As the minutes roll by, you start to feel an odd tingling all over. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to you though what it is you cannot tell. Not wanting to cause any issues, you try and sit as still as possible. Starting with your head, the first thing you notice is that the warmth is concentrating itself right at the top of your scalp. <<if $hairLength <15>>Before your very eyes you watch on as your hair begins to lengthen dramatically, progressing from its previous <<checkHair>> length all the way down to now being <<if $hairLength <=10>><<set $hairLength += 5>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 15>><</if>><<checkHair>><<else>>From the way it tingles, you half expect your hair to grow, however, seeing as it’s already practically touching the floor it doesn’t seem to have much of an effect<</if>>. <<if $hairColour != "brown">>The wave of heat rolling down so it encompasses the entire length of your long luscious locks of $hairColour hair, you watch on in shock as it suddenly shifts into a rich and sultry dark brown colour<<set $hairColour = "brown">><<else>>The way the heat keeps concentrating on your hair, spreading across the entirety of it, you get the impression that it might be trying to change your hair colour, but, looking down at your long luscious locks of hair you see that they remain a rich and sultry dark brown colour<</if>>. Further, your hair <<if $hairStyle != 11>>begins to twist and style itself on its own accord, altering itself from the style you previously had into a <<set $hairStyle = 11>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 10>> <<checkHairStyle>><<else>>begins moving of its own accord, almost as if it’s trying to style itself, however, it soon settles down, leaving you with the unchanged style you came in with<</if>>. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Next, moving down your form you realize <<if $femininity !=100>><<if $femininity <= 80>><<set $femininity += 20>><<else>><<set $femininity = 100>><</if>>that your face has become notably more feminine, your features softening and becoming both prettier and sexier by the second<<else>>your face warming up, but, confusingly, staying unchanged, seemingly happy to remain as it is<</if>>. Additionally, your lips seem to be affected <<if $lipSize <3>>to some degree, your <<checkLips>> lips plumping up until they’re now <<set $lipSize += 1>><<checkLips>> in nature<<else>>though not noticeably, heating up but not visibly changing<</if>>. More so, you also feel a strange sensation of vertigo overcome you, as if everything was smaller than you remembered it to be, <<if $height <70>><<if $height <= 64>><<set $height += 6>><<else>><<set $height = 70>><</if>>your suspicions confirmed as you spot your reflection in nearby mirror, noticing that you’ve become taller in height significantly, your new height about $height inches tall<<else>>however, when you take stock of the situation, it seems you’re just as tall as you always were, your height unaffected<</if>>. Working its way down, you next feel the sensation strike your chest, <<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize = 5>>a pair of <<checkBreast>> sized boobs springing out where you previously had none<<elseif $breastSize == 31>>strangely though it seems to have little effect, your <<checkBreast>> breasts just feeling nice and sensitive from the sudden rush of heat<<else>><<if $breastSize <= 28>><<set $breastSize += 3>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 31>><</if>>your breasts gaining decently in size, pushing out until they finally become what you’d guess were approximately <<checkBreast>> sized<</if>>. As the tingling feels just about to end, you realize that the last of it is spreading across your bottom and thighs, the result of which is, <<if $assSize !=5>><<set $assSize += 1>>your ass plumping out until it’s about <<checkAss>> sized<<else>>no visible change to your ass<</if>> whilst your thighs <<if $thighSize !=3>><<set $thighSize += 1>>increasing in size, expanding outwards until they look <<checkThigh>> sized<<else>>seem to remain unchanged<</if>>. All the while Dr.Radcliff looks on intently, making copious notes on his clipboard. In the end your form has altered extensively, your appearance now looking like a sultry and elegant brunette. Dr.Radcliff, meanwhile, notes your new voluptuous form with a smile, documenting it precisely and extensively before he’ll finally consider your session complete, loudly exclaiming, "Astounding, truly astounding. Such a dramatic change and an interesting one at that. I’m sure that this will open a lot of doors for you. You’re … well amazing. I’m sure your new change will ensure that you’ll be desire of every socialite and bachelor in the capital. I believe none of them will be able to resist your graceful charms ".

"These are the available skin tones we have on offer", explains Dr. Radcliff as he fetches for you a menu filled with swatches of material, listing the various colour options. Waiting patiently, he takes a seat at a nearby stool as you peruse the list, looking over the options available to you. <hr> Skin Tone Menu:<table> <tr> <td>Pale</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "pale" checked>></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Fair</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "fair">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Tanned</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "tanned">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Olive</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "olive">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Dark</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "dark">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Very Dark</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "very dark">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Red</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "red">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Black</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "black">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>White</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "white">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Grey</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "grey">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Blue</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "blue">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Green</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "green">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Purple</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "purple">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Orange</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "orange">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Yellow</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "yellow">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Pink</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "pink">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Chrome</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "chrome">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Silver</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "silver">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Gold</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "gold">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Bronze</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "bronze">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Neon Pink</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "neon pink">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Custom Colour</td><td></td><td><<textbox "$skinTone" "">></td> </tr> </table><<button [[Choose skin tone|Clinic Skin Tone Change]]>><</button>> <<return "Cancel Procedure">>

"Not too complex a procedure, but a bit of an irritating one", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects normally find themselves changed to their new intended skin tone within the hour. I’ve not really got much of preference when it comes to these sort of things, so if you want to try out new skin tones I’m not going to chide you for checking out various ones. Really, I’m quite happy to have someone to experiment on, though these sorts of treatments are already exceedingly well tested". The doctor motions for you to sit down on a desk chair for a moment as he goes looking for something. You’re not too sure what you expected, but from his comment on the complexity of the procedure you’re starting to think that it might not happen to you sitting on this chair. However, you’ve yet to see any restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about the situation, taking the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, a pair of goggles in one hand and a vial of something bright red in colour in the other. "You'll need to start by taking off any clothes you're wearing, don’t worry it’s just so it doesn’t end up getting ruined. After you’ve done that I’ll need you to follow me, the device for this procedure is located in another lab", directs the doctor as he stands watching, "The procedure isn’t too difficult to perform, it’s just a little hard work resources-wise. We have these cylindrical tanks in the next lab over, you’ll need to get in one of those. Then I pop this mixture into the reservoir and it’ll expose you to it. You’ll need to wear a breathing mask and these goggles while it happens but other than that there isn’t much to the procedure", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. You swiftly put on the goggles when he hands them to you, not wanting to risk not wearing them, before following him out of a back door in the lab. Now naked, you enter the next lab, immediately seeing the selection of liquid filled metallic tanks, ladders on the side allowing access. A large window on one side letting those outside see anyone within. Climbing up into it, you brace yourself expecting the contained liquid to be cold. However, happily it’s actually quite warm, almost relaxingly so, the faint smell of strawberries wafting across your senses. Looking around you spot a breathing mask on the top wall of the tank and proceed to equip it, remembering the previous directions from the doctor. Now completely ready, you submerge yourself fully, floating nakedly suspended in the mysterious liquid. Through the glass you can see Dr. Radcliff outside, smiling his hand positioned in a thumbs-up. You return the signal to indicate you’re okay, watching as he pours the red vial into a slot on the device. Almost immediately the water begins to turn a pale pink, though other than that you see no changes taking place. Relaxing a little you wait, the doctor watching on patiently. After a few minutes, your skin starts to tingle. You can’t really spot anything of note, though given the colouring of the water, the presence of your goggles, and the fact that you’re just changing your skin tone, you’re almost relieved that nothing unusual is happening. You do, however, start to feel an odd oversensitivity, as a wave of sensation suddenly strikes you from your skin readjusting to the new changes. Held in the warm solution, everything just feels nice and comforting, maybe even a little arousing. A little while later, the strange tingling recedes, taking along with it the oversensitivity. Looking through the window, you see Radcliff is giving you a gesture to get out. With a couple of kicks, you propel yourself to the top of the tank, taking off the goggles and breathing mask as you pull yourself out and return next to the doctor. Getting your breath back from the odd experience you, you take stock of your body, looking down your body meticulously. The changes are obvious, your skin now $skinTone in tone and colour. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Letting you get a good view of behind you as he adjusts it, confirming that the procedure is complete, and the skin is indeed now $skinTone in appearance. Assured the procedure is complete you relax ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

<<set _skinToneHolder = $skinTone>>"These are the options available for skin painting <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName", whispers Anna as she stumbles, grabbing for a laminated menu, listing the colour options. After taking a moment to recompose herself, her face having turned a deep red, she gracefully hands you the catalogue, filled with pictures of the different colour options. <hr> Skin Tone Menu:<table> <tr> <td>Pale</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "pale" checked>></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Fair</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "fair">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Tanned</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "tanned">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Olive</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "olive">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Dark</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "dark">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Very Dark</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "very dark">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Red</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "red">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Black</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "black">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>White</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "white">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Grey</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "grey">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Blue</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "blue">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Green</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "green">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Purple</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "purple">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Orange</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "orange">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Yellow</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "yellow">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Pink</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "pink">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Chrome</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "chrome">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Silver</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "silver">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Gold</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "gold">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Bronze</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "bronze">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Neon Pink</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$skinTone" "neon pink">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Custom Colour</td><td></td><td><<textbox "$skinTone" "">></td> </tr> </table><<button [[Choose skin tone|Salon Skin Tone Initialised]]>><</button>> [[Cancel Procedure|Salon Transformation Options][$ggp += 300; $skinTone = _skinToneHolder]]

You point at the option to have your body painted $altColour, handing the laminated menu back to Anna. She gives a short bow, as she takes it chiming quietly a, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, a very good choice". Gently directing you towards a paint stained metal plate on the ground, she runs over to a table top, looking over a selection of brightly coloured bottles. "<<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName, the body painting ... we offer here is very impressive, it doesn't ... fade with time, instead working into the skin ... at a deeper level. You should find that even with damage it will ... stay the same as it already is, the new colour also won't fade", the quiet woman explains, occasionally stopping to collect herself. Taking a moment, she continues, "I'll also ... you'll .. naked. I ... all your body. Need to be meticulous ... in applying it". Her face bright red in blush as she stumbles over her words even more than usual, obvously feeling awkward about making sure you're nude. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>You remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>You remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>You remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Walking back over to you, Anna is now carrying a glass bottle filled with a $altColour liquid, topping the bottle is what looks like a heftier spray on tan sprayer. Standing on the indicated spot, you let Anna get to work, spraying the contents of the bottle on your body and carefully working to ensure an even coating. Watching her in the large mirror, you see she looks much more confident, lost in her work. After a few minutes of ensuring she hasn’t missed any spots Anna takes a step back, grabbing something that looks a bit like a hairdryer. Without saying anything, she continues her task, running the hairdryer shaped device around your body. Every so often a bright flash of light springs from the device, the section it’s being pointed at suddenly becoming slightly warm, the sensation tingling across your <<checkSkin>> skin. Every so often she has you move about so she can access a couple of spots that need an extra coating, using the spray bottle and then the hairdryer like device. She blushes heavily whenever she has to spray somewhere intimate, like around your <<checkAss>> bum, her embarrassment held somewhat in check by her professionalism. Another 10 minutes later, Anna puts down the hairdryer like device, her face somewhere in between an excited giddiness and her usual submissive attitude. "Is <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> happy with the new colour?", she asks, picking up a hand mirror from the counter, holding it behind you so that you can get a full view of your freshly painted body. Your skin tone is now $skinTone, just like the picture in the catalogue. Smiling, you nod your assent. Anna gives you a wide, heart-warming smile, obviously glad you are content with her work. Happy with your new skin tone [[you go back to considering salon treatments|Salon Transformation Options]]

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if lastVisited("Glory Hole Job Male") < 5>><<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>You continue on serving a number of clients, heading into the little rooms. However, your remaining clients are quite standard, only wanting basic oral attention. <<set $random = random(3,8)>><<set $earnings += ($random *25)+($lipSize * 25)+($oralSexSkill * 50)+($analSexSkill * 50)>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $vaginalSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $penisSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><<set $timesSuckedDick += ($random -1)>><hr>Earnings Report - Gloryhole You served $random clients : <<set $holderInt = $random *25>>G.G.P + $holderInt <<if $lipSize !=0>> Bonus for having pleasurable lips : <<set $holderInt = $lipSize * 25>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $oralSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for oral sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $oralSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $analSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for anal sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $analSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for vaginal sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $vaginalSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for penile sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $penisSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>>Bonus for heavily slutty style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>>Bonus for lightly slutty style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>> Bonus for being naturally submissive: G.G.P + 200<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr><<elseif lastVisited("Glory Hole Job Female") < 5>>You continue on serving a number of clients, heading into the little rooms. However, your remaining clients are quite standard, only wanting basic oral attention. <<set $random = random(3,8)>><<set $earnings += ($random *25)+($lipSize * 25)+($oralSexSkill * 50)+($analSexSkill * 50)>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $vaginalSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $penisSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><<set $timesPussyLicked += ($random-1)>><hr>Earnings Report - Gloryhole You served $random clients : <<set $holderInt = $random *25>>G.G.P + $holderInt <<if $lipSize !=0>> Bonus for having pleasurable lips : <<set $holderInt = $lipSize * 25>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $oralSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for oral sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $oralSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $analSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for anal sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $analSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for vaginal sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $vaginalSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for penile sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $penisSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>>Bonus for heavily slutty style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>>Bonus for lightly slutty style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>> Bonus for being naturally submissive: G.G.P + 200<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr><<elseif lastVisited("Glory Hole Job Mixed") < 5>><<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>You continue on serving a number of clients, heading into the little rooms. However, your remaining clients are quite standard, only wanting basic oral attention. <<set $random = (random(3,8))>><<set $earnings += ($random *25)+($lipSize * 25)+($oralSexSkill * 50)+($analSexSkill * 50)>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $vaginalSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $penisSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><<set $timesPussyLicked +=2>><<set $timesSuckedDick += $random - 3>><hr>Earnings Report - Gloryhole You served $random clients : <<set $holderInt = $random *25>>G.G.P + $holderInt <<if $lipSize !=0>> Bonus for having pleasurable lips : <<set $holderInt = $lipSize * 25>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $oralSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for oral sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $oralSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $analSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for anal sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $analSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for vaginal sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $vaginalSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for penile sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $penisSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>>Bonus for heavily slutty style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>>Bonus for lightly slutty style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>> Bonus for being naturally submissive: G.G.P + 200<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr><</if>> With your pay received you clean up<<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>, put back on your clothing<</if>> and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if lastVisited("Brothel Job Male") < 5>>You continue on serving a number more clients in a normal little brothel room. However, your remaining clients are quite standard, only wanting basic <<if $vagina>><<cumVagina 0>><<calcMakeupStyle>>vaginal sex<<else>><<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>>anal sex<</if>>. <<set $random = random(2,4)>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if $breastSize >=4>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $assSize >=2>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $penis && $penisSize >= 3>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $analSexSkill >0>><<set $earnings += (50 * $analSexSkill)>><</if>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $vaginalSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $penisSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 6>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 1>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><<if $vagina>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += ($random -1)>><<else>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += ($random -1)>><</if>><hr>Earnings Report - Brothel You served $random clients : <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<<if $breastSize >=4>> Bonus for big breasts : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $assSize >=2>> Bonus for big ass : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $penis && $penisSize >= 3>> Bonus for big cock : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $analSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for anal sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $analSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for vaginal sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $vaginalSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for penile sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $penisSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>>Bonus for heavily slutty style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>>Bonus for lightly slutty style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 6>>Bonus for heavily formal style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 1>>Bonus for lightly formal style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>> Bonus for being naturally submissive: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr><<elseif lastVisited("Brothel Job Female") < 5>> You continue on serving a number more clients in a normal little brothel room. However, your remaining clients are quite standard, only wanting basic <<if $vagina>>lesbian sex<<else>>penetrative vaginal sex<</if>>. <<set $random = random(2,4)>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if $breastSize >=4>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $assSize >=2>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $penis && $penisSize >= 3>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $analSexSkill >0>><<set $earnings += (50 * $analSexSkill)>><</if>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $vaginalSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $penisSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 6>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 1>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><<if $vagina>><<set $timesLesbianSex += ($random -1)>><<else>><<set $timesFuckedPussy += ($random -1)>><</if>><hr>Earnings Report - Brothel You served $random clients : <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<<if $breastSize >=4>> Bonus for big breasts : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $assSize >=2>> Bonus for big ass : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $penis && $penisSize >= 3>> Bonus for big cock : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $analSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for anal sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $analSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for vaginal sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $vaginalSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for penile sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $penisSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>>Bonus for heavily slutty style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>>Bonus for lightly slutty style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 6>>Bonus for heavily formal style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 1>>Bonus for lightly formal style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>> Bonus for being naturally submissive: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr><<elseif lastVisited("Brothel Job Mixed") < 5>>You continue on serving a number more clients in a normal little brothel room. However, your remaining clients are quite standard, only wanting basic <<if $vagina>>vaginal or lesbian sex<<else>>penetrative vaginal or anal sex<</if>>. <<set $random = random(2,4)>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if $breastSize >=4>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $assSize >=2>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $penis && $penisSize >= 3>><<set $earnings += 50>><</if>><<if $analSexSkill >0>><<set $earnings += (50 * $analSexSkill)>><</if>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $vaginalSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>><<set $earnings += $penisSexSkill * 50>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 6>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 1>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><<if $vagina>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += ($random -2)>><<set $timesLesbianSex += 1>><<else>><<set $timesFuckedPussy += ($random -2)>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 1>><</if>><hr>Earnings Report - Brothel You served $random clients : <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<<if $breastSize >=4>> Bonus for big breasts : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $assSize >=2>> Bonus for big ass : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $penis && $penisSize >= 3>> Bonus for big cock : G.G.P + 50<</if>><<if $analSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for anal sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $analSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $vagina && $vaginalSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for vaginal sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $vaginalSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $penis && $penisSexSkill !=0>> Bonus for penile sex skill : <<set $holderInt = $penisSexSkill * 50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>>Bonus for heavily slutty style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>>Bonus for lightly slutty style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 6>>Bonus for heavily formal style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 1>>Bonus for lightly formal style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 6>> Bonus for being naturally submissive: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr><</if>> With your pay received you clean up<<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>, put back on your clothing<</if>> and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<removeFromInventory "Stack of diapers">>Seeing this as good a time as ever, you decide now to talk to Aunt Mildred about handing over the stack of diapers she left for you this morning. "Hi Aunt Mildred. You left some diapers for me to bring to you this morning, would you like me to give them to you now?", you ask, trying your best to not say anything that might give her ideas. "Of course sweetheart, I’m glad you brought them along. Not only does it show how much of a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> you are, but I’ve run through so many diapers today I think I might need them. You’ve been so well behaved, I just can’t help but be proud of you", she answers in a cheery tone approaching you more closely, her hands stretched out ready to receive your offering. Handing them over to her, she takes them with glee, looking through them to make sure they’re all there. Thumbing through the array of varied diapers, she notes each one meticulously, putting it to one side after she’s ascertained it was there. Finally, with a quick nod to herself, she toddles over to a nearby set of shelves, getting them all put away in their proper place, neatly stacked and readily available for when she next needs to change someone’s diaper. Once she’s assured that they are all neat and tidy, she turns back to you with a big smile, "There we go, all done! Such a good job you did dear, very helpful of you. I’m very happy to see that you’ve completed your chore for me, it just goes to show how nice you are. After this I’m sure that all the higher ups will consider you much more obedient which means they’ll be less likely to order you punished or sent away, isn’t that great sweetheart! It certainly makes me happy at least". Listening to her affectionate praise, the matronly woman closing in on you only to give you a particularly breast-y hug, you’re a little unsure what comes next, half expecting the task to be more complicated than it sounded. Trying to get some breathing room from her tight grip, you ask, slightly muffled, "Is there anything else you wanted me to do Aunt Mildred?". Pulling back, Aunt Mildred looks at you with an even greater grin, positively overjoyed with your question. "No dear, that was all for now. I didn’t want to give you a task that was too complicated. I was worried if your chores required too much thought or concentration you might not be able to finish them. You are only a little <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >=0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> after all. That’s why your Aunt Mildred has to take care of you", letting go of you whilst making a gesture for you to leave if you want to. Your delivery now complete, feeling slightly condescended to, you stand around awkwardly for a moment [[trying to figure out what to do next|Little Land Nursery Changing Room]].

Looking around you in the truly immense main play room of The Little Land Nursery, you decide that now is as good a time as any to complete your chore of playing with toys for a while. It’s not too difficult a task <<if $submission >= 10>>and it kind of sounds fun too, just taking a break to play and have fun<<else>>though it seems a little embarrassing to play with such childish toys<</if>>, the nursery filled to the brim with brightly coloured options for you to choose from. Wandering around a bit to see what things aren’t currently being played with, you eventually settle down on a choice. <<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1>>In the end you pick a set of wooden blocks, coming in all shapes and sizes, though for the most part on the larger side of things, they look simple to play with and kind of fun in their own way. Sitting cross legged on a particularly cushiony mat, wiggling about until you become comfortable, you lay out all of the pieces, trying to figure out what to make with them. Getting an idea, you decide to make a castle, maybe not the most imaginative build, but it’s a classic. Stacking the blocks one on top of another, it’s kind of relaxing, fun even. There’s just something nice about making something, even if it’s only temporary and with little wooden blocks. So much so, that you’ve made a pretty impressive little stack before long, cylindrical towers topped with brightly coloured wooden cones.<<elseif $random == 2>>In the end you pick out a set of dolls, along with a variety of dresses and accessories for them, and even a few stuffed toys to go with the collection. Having decided they could be fun to pass the time with, you sit cross legged on a particularly cushiony mat, wiggling about until you become comfortable, laying them all out in front of you. Not entirely sure how to start, you pick up one of the dolls, a cute little blonde one with long hair and a very pretty princess style dress and look it over, kind of impressed with how detailed the toy is. Sitting it down across from you, you decide to find her a friend, looking over the various dresses and dolls you’ve found to try and match a pair up to look more princess-y. Eventually you find a green ballgown style dress that’s exactly what you’re looking for, the doll to wear it taking a little longer. Still, it’s kind of fun to dress-up the cute little figurines, almost like a very cute puzzle.<<elseif $random == 3>>In the end you pick up a few simple balls, one bigger sized one that you could play some sort of ball game with, the others smaller, including a tennis ball and a few tiny rubber balls that you’re sure will bounce really high for you if you tried to get them to. Sitting cross legged on a particularly cushiony mat, wiggling about until you become comfortable, you line up the balls in front of you, thinking over what sort of games you could play with them on your own. Not entirely sure how to start, you pick up the biggest ball, tossing it up into the air to catch it as it zooms back down towards you. In a strange way, it’s kind of fun, catching you by surprise as you’re never sure if you’re going to manage to catch it. Getting a little bored of that after a while, you change your play-style, rolling the ball back and forth from hand to hand. Overall, you have a lot of options open to you, especially with the rubber bouncy balls that you’re sure could keep your attention for hours if you let them, soon losing track of time as you play with your balls.<</if>> <<set _randomNPC = random(1,3)>><<if _randomNPC == 1>>"Hello there, do you mind if we join you?", asks a cheery yet polite voice, accompanied quickly by another sweet yet slightly more brash one saying, "Please! Those <<if $random == 1>>blocks look so much fun, you even built a castle! I’d love to play princess with you. Can we?<<elseif $random == 2>>dolls are so awesome! We can almost never find people to play dolls with! We could even have a tea party together, if you wanted to I mean?<<elseif $random == 3>>balls look fun! We could, like, throw them about and have fun, if that’s okay with you?<</if>>". <<if visited("ABDL Job Main")>>Taking a moment to think, you recognize that the voices are attached to Daisy and Katie, the inseparable due you’ve met previously on visits to the nursery. <</if>> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisyFull.png]] [img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieFull.png]]</div> Looking up you spot the two figures the speech was attached to, both with long blonde hair, blue eyes and wearing pink, a few differences separating them, such as the politer one having a pair of white bunny ears atop her head. Most of all though, what separates the pair the most is their attitudes, the bunny-girl much calmer, whilst her partner seems to be more outgoing and energetic. Watching them for only a moment, you get the impression that the two are very sociable and probably saw you playing and thought it was a good opportunity to get to know you and introduce themselves. Not seeing any reason to turn down the offer, wondering if they’d even take no for an answer, you smile back to them "Sure, that’d be nice", offering them a <<if $random == 1>>block<<elseif $random == 2>>doll<<elseif $random == 3>>ball<</if>> as you do so which the brasher one takes from you happily, taking you by surprise with the speed she does so.<<elseif _randomNPC == 2>>"Hi, can we play?", asks a slightly squeaky but confident voice from just out of sight, "I just saw you playing with <<if $random == 1>>those blocks and thought it might be fun too. Saw, you were building a castle, thought it might be cool to play knights and stuff<<elseif $random == 2>>dolls and thought … well, like I’m not into dolls, but it might be fun to laugh about dolls. Like as a goof or something. Not that I’d like dolls, those are for girls<<elseif $random == 3>>balls and though we could like play catch together, or I could get some of the others together and we could all play soccer together? Just seems a shame to … like, have balls and not play with them all together<</if>>". Looking up you spot the figure the speech was attached to, his relatively short ginger hair spiked up with gel, whilst his lightly freckled face is remarkably grubby and a little bruised, a small blue plaster sitting on his cheek. Wearing a pair of baggy shorts and a t-shirt, his large diaper is pretty obvious beneath them, though, surprisingly, from the way he carries himself you get the impression that he’s not embarrassed about it, the relatively small man presenting a remarkably tough image. Watching him for only a moment you get the impression that he seems himself as kind of the boss around here, the man certainly used to getting his own way, especially when he asks for it. Though, you do also sense very little in the way of malice in his actions, just staggering bravado and over confidence. Not seeing any reason to turn down the offer, wondering if he’d even take no for an answer, you smile back to him"Sure, that’d be nice", offering him a <<if $random == 1>>block<<elseif $random == 2>>doll<<elseif $random == 3>>ball<</if>> as you do so, which he thankfully takes, albeit a little roughly.<<elseif _randomNPC == 3>>"Hi … can I play <<if $random == 1>>blocks<<elseif $random == 2>>dolls<<elseif $random == 3>>balls<</if>> with you?", asks a quiet and timid voice from the side, catching your attention as you play. <<if visited("ABDL Job Main")>>Taking a moment to think, you recognize that the voice is attached to Polly, the incredibly shy and quite girl you’ve met previously on visits to the nursery. <</if>> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PollyFull.png]]</div> Looking up you spot the figure the speech was attached to, her ginger hair in short pigtails whilst her face is covered in a heavy blushand freckles. The nervous girl, quite cute though she is, wears a full body fleecy onesie, her feet even wrapped up in the slightly fuzzy material. A pair of vivid green eyes peering at you hopefully. Watching her for only a moment, you get the impression that she doesn’t do well talking with others, but it’s obvious she’s trying to make an effort to do so with you. Not wanting to upset her, especially with how skittish she seems, you smile back to her "Sure, that’d be nice", offering her a <<if $random == 1>>block<<elseif $random == 2>>doll<<elseif $random == 3>>ball<</if>> as you do so, which she thankfully takes, albeit a little tentatively.<</if>> … Having played for a while, you finally come to the conclusion that you’ve probably done enough. It’s hard to tell, after all Aunt Mildred didn’t give you a time frame to play in, but it’s not like you didn’t send some time playing and socializing in the nursery. You even had a good time at it, though <<if $submission >= 10>>it would be even funner to play for longer<<else>>whether you’d tell her that you’re unsure, worried that it might lead her to assigning you a worse chore<</if>>. All in all, at the very least you could probably argue that you’ve spent enough time trying, especially with all the other things you need to do in a day. Your play time now complete, you stand around awkwardly for a moment [[trying to figure out what to do next|Little Land Nursery Play Room]].

Looking around your dormitory atrium, it doesn’t take long for you to find one of the ever-present government issued guards clad in their eponymous black full body armour and full-face helm. Walking over to them, your nerves beginning to fray at the thought of the humiliating task ahead of you, all you can do is steel yourself and plunge ahead, asking in a quiet voice, <<if $submission >= 0>>"Hi, my trainer told me to go and ask a guard to … erm … check my diaper. Would that be okay? Please?"<<else>>"Hello … er … it’s a bit awkward, but I’ve got to ask you to check my diaper. My trainer told me to … but, you know, now that I have we can both … laugh this off and forget that this ever happened"<</if>>. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GuardSmall.png]]</div> Standing there feeling more uncomfortable about your task by the second, you stand in silence, completely unable to read the emotions of the figure before you, their every feature concealed by their uniform. After a very long moment of waiting, you notice the guard shrug the most minor of shrugs, a heavily muffled voice answering, "Sure. If you were tasked to do so by a trainer then I have to", a heavily padded glove landing heavily on your shoulder to hold you in place. Not entirely sure how to react, you stand there shivering, only now coming to terms with just how imposing the government appointed guards actually are in their thick protective gear. Meanwhle, taking your silence as consent, the spare hand of the staff member moving down to grope at your $currentUnderwear with no hesitation, the purpose for which is just as unreadable as their completely obscured face. <<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 1) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 1)>>Giving your diaper a rather hefty smack as they run their hand across its soft puffy exterior, you hear a loud squelch as its contents smush up against you, making you feel a little gross and more than a little embarrassed. Smacking back against the diaper again to confirm their suspicions, another audible squishing sound proceeds their action, leaving little doubt in either of your minds to the current state of your $currentUnderwear. In the same impassive and heavily muffled tone as before, the figure responds, "Sounds like you need a change. You should probably go and find your trainer at the first opportunity. It doesn’t seem hygienic or good for your health to sit in your waste, nor will it impress the various guests". "Could you … maybe … change me …", you ask in your humiliation, thinking it might be the right thing to say to make things end best, however, you’re once more met only by a long pause of silence. "I don’t have any diaper supplies to do so. I also am not sure if I’m qualified to do so. You’ll have to go see your trainer instead", they finally answer, their attention visibly shifting away from you as they turn around, clearly signalling that the conversation is at an end. <<else>>Giving your diaper a rather hefty smack as she runs her hand across its soft puffy exterior, you nothing but a hushed crinkling sound. Smacking back against the diaper again to confirm their suspicions, the lack of an accident caused squishing sound evident, leaving little doubt in either of your minds to the currently clean state of your $currentUnderwear, you breathe a sigh of relief that you came to the guard in a clean diaper. In the same impassive and heavily muffled tone as before, the figure responds, "Sounds fine. If I’m wrong, then you should probably go and find your trainer at the first opportunity, diaper checking isn’t something I’ve ever had to do before. Other than that, have a good day trainee". "Wait, so that’s it …", you ask in your humiliated confusion, thinking it might be the right thing to say to make things end best, however, you’re once more met only by a long pause of silence. "Unless you were directed to do something further, then it seems so. Regardless, I don’t have any diaper supplies to change you if you needed it. I also am not sure if I’m qualified to do so. You’d have to go see your trainer instead", they finally answer, their attention visibly shifting away from you as they turn around, clearly signalling that the conversation is at an end.<</if>> Your diaper checked by the guard, you stand around awkwardly for a moment [[trying to figure out what to do next|Dorm Hub]].

Groggily coming around, feeling incredibly drowsy, you find yourself unable to fully come around, your brain running slower than you’d normally expect. It takes you a moment, but, turning your head around you soon notice that you aren’t in your bed, instead in some sort of large rather musty smelling barn, your body immobile as a result of restraints locking your neck in place. Strangely, you don’t feel the need to be shocked or upset, just feeling an-ever present sleepiness, a sort of pleasant and relaxed state of consciousness. Looking around through heavily-lidded eyes, you notice that you’re not alone, rows and rows of other locking stalls all around, yet whilst a few are occupied by people like you, most of them are filled by real cows! Your nose now realizing the musty scent is that of animals, you also begin to hear a low hum coming from beneath you, your gaze slowly dropping to see what it is, seeing first the slightly prickly hay that covers the floor that you’re resting on. It takes a moment to figure out what is going on, but beneath you are a pair of huge breasts. Your enormous breasts. Further, your breasts are hooked up to some sort of milking pump, the low hum the sound of the device exerting pressure to pull the creamy white milk from your ample bosom. Large tanks nearby proving just how productive your milk-makers are, you feel a brief sense of pride, mixed with an ever-present tingle of pleasure from the steady stream of milk your boobs are sending from your body. "Well aren’t you a good little hucow today", chuckles a farm-hand, walking over to check the pump currently suckling your teats. "You’ve produced so much delicious milk for the farm, and everybody loves to see that cute drowsy face of yours. We couldn’t ask for a better milk-cow. The country-side festival is going to love you when we put you in for competition. You’ll get yourself more than a couple of ribbons I reckon. Won’t that be fun", he asks absentmindedly, talking to you like one might do to a pet or a small child, obviously not expecting an answer. "Moo!", you respond happily, the cloudy drowsiness leading you to giving that response, a smile lighting up on the farm-hands face. Patting you on the head affectionately, he carries onward, leaving you to once more lose yourself in the constant soothing sensation of the milking pump. Nothing to carry your attention any further, you let out a big yawn, your eyes drooping shut, slowly sinking back into a deep sleep in the restraints that confine you to your stall in the barn, the world going hazy once more.

[[Head back to your room| interuptDestinationTime( 'Room Hub' ) ]]

As you enter the lift, on your way back from your destination, things seem to be proceeding as normal, without another guest or staff member in sight. The lift is surprisingly empty when there’s no one else in it, remarkably luxurious to the point of relaxing you as soothing music gives you a moment to rest leaning up against the back rail in peace. Waiting for it to reach the dormitory floor, a fairly long trip with the path you’ve chosen, you’re almost lulled to sleep with the pleasant wooshing motion rocking you slightly. Mid-way into your relaxing half-nap, a strange sound shakes your attention from above. A loud thud, accompanied with an odd, rumbling, "Guuuurgh", sound. At first wondering if it even happened at all, your suspicions that it’s real are soon confirmed as the thudding gets louder, the inhuman gurgling and moaning continuing along with it. Pressing the stop button, wanting to get out of the lift as soon as possible, unsure what might be pounding upon the roof, you have little luck, the lift seemingly ignoring your instructions, still passing floors without opening for you. That’s when you notice the floor seems to be getting wetter, a constant drip, drip, drip, sounding from above from what you can only assume is some sort of broken pipe, a thick viscous blue liquid puddling at your feet. Of course, when the slimy pool begins to gather itself up, moving on its own accord, you realize that you aren’t that lucky. Quickly trying to think of what to do, you heave your feet into the air, resting your weight on the back wall rail of the lift to avoid coming into contact with the creature. The banging getting quieter as whatever the oddity is begins assembling itself on the floor of the lift, a pair of blobby eyes and an opening resembling a mouth splitting across the center of its mass, you get the feeling that very soon it will be fully formed, ready to do whatever it intends to do. Wracking your brain, you come up with a few ideas. For example, maybe you could try to reason with the beast, maybe fight it off even. However, from the gurgling roars and your lack of weaponry, you get the impression that running away might be better suited, perhaps finding some sort of emergency stop option on the lifts control panel. One other option does enter your mind, the thought of submitting to the blob monster and showing it you’re no threat, though given what you’ve seen in the facility you’re slightly worried that doing so will end in some pretty weird sex and perhaps worse. Still, you need to make a decision soon. Do you: [[Submit to the creature, letting it do what it wants to you|Travel Back Blob Monster Attack Submit][if($submission <= 98){$submission += 2;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Try to resist the creature, doing your best to fend it off|Travel Back Blob Monster Attack Resist][if($submission >= -98){$submission -= 2;}else{$submission = -100;};]]

Steeling the courage you need to make an escape attempt, you spring into action, knowing you don’t have time to hesitate. Still supporting yourself on the lift rail, you hastily inch around towards the control panel, watching worriedly as the blob creature seems to be getting significantly larger by the second, slowly engulfing much of the floor-space. Reaching out, you tap at the small touch pad screen, working through as many options as you can, hoping that maybe one of them will actually help you. As the beast makes a new sound, a guttural, "Gug .. guuurgh", whatever that means, you frantically pick up the pace, pretty sure that you don’t want to find out. <<if $nonConPlay>>Sadly, your efforts are for naught, the lift stopping, just not to let you out. Freezing up when you realize exactly what is happening, a brief thought about how this is just too convenient to be a coincidence, you try and formulate a new plan. At first, you try to convince yourself that maybe you might be able to fight the creature off, but seeing how big it’s becoming, you soon conclude that doing so would be folly. The only other option being to submit to the gelatinous beast, you take a deep breath, ready to do what you need to do to get out of this situation unscathed. <<include [[Travel Back Blob Monster Attack Submit]]>><<else>>Thankfully, your mad dash to press the buttons seems to pay off, as after a brief and nerve-wracking moment, the lift judders to a stop, the doors opening with a hydraulic hiss. Working purely on instinct, you propel yourself off of the rail, aiming to get out of the confined space as soon as you can. Only just avoiding landing in the gooey creature, your feet colliding with the floor just outside of the lift, you spin on the spot, just in time to see a slimy tendril shaped in a shockingly penis-like form dart towards you, its intentions obvious. Jumping back in a scrabble, you manage to nimbly avoid it, the blob fast but caught flatfooted by your movements. Turning tail, you being to flee with as much haste as you can muster, soon turning the corner. Not looking back, you’re unsure if you’re being followed, but you’ve seen enough movies to know that it’s when you turn to look back that you trip and fall into the monsters clutches. Instead, you just keep running, only stopping when you’re out of breath and can run no longer, the monster to your glee nowhere in sight. Confused to what just happened, but glad not to have been caught by it, you shake your head before heading back to your room. You briefly wonder if maybe you should inform someone that you just got attacked by some sort of blob-like monster in a lift, but you’re pretty sure that no-one would do anything helpful. In fact, you’re half sure that whatever happened might have been a set-up by the facility. <<include [[Travel Back End]]>><</if>>

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 1>>Gulping audibly, you prepare yourself for what is about to come, slipping yourself off of the rail and onto the floor, the slime immediately taking the opportunity to blob itself around your legs, binding you in place. Becoming increasingly nervous after such an aggressive action on its part, a panicked part of your mind flitters over the thought that maybe the creature could be violent, though when it doesn’t make any further movements to engulf you or lash out at you, you begin to calm yourself down slightly. Instead, with pseudopods comprised of slime, the creature begins poking and prodding you, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>some of its tendrils slipping under your $currentClothing, and your $currentUnderwear, removing them from you with an carefulness that makes you sure this thing is more intelligent than it looks<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>some of its tendrils slipping under your $currentClothing, removing them with a carefulness that makes your sure this thing is more intelligent than it looks<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>some of its tendrils slipping under your $currentUnderwear, removing them with a carefulness that makes you sure this thing is more intelligent than it looks<<else>>its tendrils snaking around your nude form, as if it’s inspecting you<</if>>. Coalescing, the monster begins shifting its mass into two distinct appendages, both of them goop-y tentacles, one hovering around your ass whilst the other slowly sways towards your crotch. The front one aiming at your genitals, the slime <<if $penis>><<set $timesFuckedPussy += 1>>configures the appendage to form a hollow within its length, with some rapidity swallowing your <<checkPenis>> cock in a single swoop, much like a snake lunging in for an attack<<else>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>>configures its form into a a penis-like head, plunging all the way into your cunt in one single swoop, much like a snake lunging in for the attack<</if>>. The only saving grace of the moment, is that due to its gloopy semi-liquid form it’s heavily lubricated, causing no harm or damage to you other than a little shock of the suddenness of it all. Meanwhile, taking advantage of the distraction, the rear tendril plunges itself deep into your rear, causing you to hiss out at the anal intrusion, a hint of pleasure from the friction shocking you in your enjoyment of this odd being’s attack. You open your mouth to comment, but only manage a strangled moan as the gelatinous limbs within you begins to writhe and vibrate, the sensations so powerful you’d likely drop to your knees if the thing wasn’t supporting your legs in its form. At first you wonder if it’s just a result of its unique structure that the attention it gives you feels so good, but as it rhythmically undulates and suckles at your aroused nether region, you start to think that it might know a thing or two about pleasuring people, though for what reason you’re still unsure. Additionally, a pair of smaller tendrils spring out of it, slithering their way up to your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> latching onto your <<checkNipple>> nipples before starting to vibrate erotically<<if $lactating>>, breast milk squirting into the creature as it milks you<</if>>. Squirming in pleasure within its grasp as the two tendrils begin to pump in and out of you in a steady synchronicity, it’s less than a minute or two before the methodical stimulation of the creature pushes you to the peak of pleasure. The blob monster quivering and vibrating even more, letting out another strangled growling, "Gurgh Gurrrrgh!", you watch as it begins to suck <<if $penis>>the leaking pre-cum from your dick into its form<<else>>some of your feminine juices from your pussy up into its form<</if>>, it’s colour turning more transparent and less blue as it does so, almost as if it’s feeding on your sexual fluids. The being seemingly in the pursuit of your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>>, it continues to fuck you into a daze and play with your nipples, spurred on to go even faster by the first tastes of its meal. Feeling relief as your <<if $penis>>cock spurts a fountain of cum that the ooze creature begins to suck up out of it like a vacuum<<else>>pussy gushes a wave of fem-cum, that the ooze creature lodged deep within you begins to suck up like a vacuum<</if>>, you watch in quiet, exhausted awe as your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> flows through its body, the blob settling down as result. Letting go of you, the tendrils pulling back with wet "Shlorp!", the beast begins to slither up the wall languidly in retreat, leaving you to droop down to the floor tiredly as the lift continues its journey. With a loud, ding, the door finally opens, by now the being having slipped back out through the roof of the lift, not a single trace left of what just happened other than a slight dampness left on the walls and floor, and of course your nude and worn out form. Not wanting to be caught in such a state, however, you quickly remedy that, scrambling out of the lift and back on course to your dormitory room. <<if !$involTFPlay>>Confused to what just happened, but trying not to think about it, you shake your head before heading back to your room. You briefly wonder if maybe you should inform someone that you just got attacked by some sort of blob-like monster in a lift, but humiliation and the fact that you’re pretty sure that no-one would do anything helpful prevent you. In fact, you’re half sure that whatever happened might have been a set-up by the facility.<<else>><<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $femMascFocus == 0 || ($femMascFocus == 1 && $random == 1)>>Confused to what just happened, but trying not to think about it, you shake your head before heading back to your room<<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize = 2>>, noticing that a weight has formed around each nipple, a pair of <<checkBreast>> boobs now sitting on your chest<<elseif $breastSize < 31>><<set $breastSize += 1>>, your breasts strangely feeling weightier from the encounter, maybe even bigger than they were before, now about a <<checkBreast>><</if>>. You briefly wonder if maybe you should inform someone that you just got attacked by some sort of blob-like monster in a lift, but humiliation and the fact that you’re pretty sure that no-one would do anything helpful prevent you. In fact, you’re half sure that whatever happened might have been a set-up by the facility.<<else>>Confused to what just happened, but trying not to think about it, you shake your head before heading back to your room<<if $breastSize == 1>><<set $breastSize = 0>>, noticing that a weight has left your frame, you look down to see that you no longer have any breasts upon your chest<<elseif $breastSize > 1>><<set $breastSize -= 1>>, your breasts strangely feeling lighter from the encounter, maybe even smaller than they were before, now about a <<checkBreast>><</if>>. You briefly wonder if maybe you should inform someone that you just got attacked by some sort of blob-like monster in a lift, but humiliation and the fact that you’re pretty sure that no-one would do anything helpful prevent you. In fact, you’re half sure that whatever happened might have been a set-up by the facility.<</if>><</if>> <<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

Groggily coming around, you awaken coughing and spluttering, immediately feeling a presence in your mouth that’s stopping from closing your mouth or doing much to solve the issue. Something thick and sludge-y slowly running across your tongue and down your throat, the reason for your awakening. Worse, whilst you can’t tell exactly what it is, the taste is foul, making you want to retch at the overly salty fetid flavour. Eyes darting around, taking a moment to realize that everything is in the dark and indistinct, you try to move your hands to displace the object between your lips, wanting to get rid of the horrid substance on your tongue as soon as possible. Sadly, you’re unable to move your hands or even your head much, a tell-tale rattle accompanying your movements, indicating that you’re chained and bound in place. Despite how bad it tastes, you can’t think of anything else to do but to swallow, not wanting to have it linger in your mouth any longer than necessary, especially with the fear of drowning in the gradually flowing substance sitting in the back of your mind. Gulping it down your throat, your mouth filling with more of the salty goop as you do, you try to keep you mind off of it, a strangely familiar scent drifting over your senses the more you wait. Suddenly, a light appears in front of you, lighting up your situation enough for you to spot that you’re restrained in some sort of chair by chains around your wrists, ankles and neck. Whilst you can’t see your mouth in full, you’re pretty sure that you’ve got some kind of heavy-duty ring-gag holding it open, a long clear tube slotting into the front of it in such a way that it rests just below your tongue. Further, you can see little splotches of something white and with the consistency of PVC glue dripped across your nude body, scraps of the same substance lingering within your mouth tube. Weirdly, whilst you can clearly see yourself, you can’t see anything else in the room, even the floor wreathed in an all-encompassing darkness. "Sample 31 has been dispensed. Cum-tester 3 has registered a negative response, sample 31 will be queued for further testing with this slave later. Sample 32 will be dispensed momentarily, please be patient", states a voice from where you think is ahead of you, its tone robotic and inhuman. Moaning at the realization that you’ve indeed been swallowing down cum, a lot of cum at that, the familiar smell of sex and semen permeating the air as your brain puts all the pieces together, you’re not sure what to do. Squirming in your seat, trying to free yourself, the aftertaste of the previous foul loads still overloading your senses, inescapable due to the presence of the gag and tube combo. Meanwhile, your stomach gurgles contently in its sated state, embarrassing you to think that your own body is reacting happily to being filled with warm jizz. "Cum-tester 3 is acting restless, dispensing calming snack. Please calm down Cum-tester 3, we'll get some of your favourite cum to you in a moment, exclaims the same robotic voice as earlier, the clear pipe flexing as a vast quantity of cum begins racing down it in your direction. Unable to do anything else and fearing the volume of semen that you’ll soon have to deal with, you begin gulping frantically, hoping to dislodge the cum down your throat as quickly as possible. Thankfully, your plan seems to work, the torrential pouring of semen from the tube being swallowed by you at an alarming pace, looking like to anyone watching that you were ravenous for the offering. Worse, the set of cum actually tastes kind of nice, something about it just minorly different but making a big difference, the gloopy salty substance just being much nicer to consume this time around. So much so, that you even feel your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> humming with desire, intrinsically turned on by all of this. The whole situation overwhelming you, everything once more begins to sink into the dark haziness that you experienced when you awoke, your body automatically swallowing down the huge amount of cum as if it were on autopilot. Drowsiness coming over you in an instance, you almost immediately sink back into a deep sleep, consciousness slipping away from you once more.

Something wet splashing across your body awakens you, jerking you into consciousness. Liquid spraying into your face you try to bat it away to defend yourself, however, you quickly come to realise that you can't move your arms. Looking left and right you can see white tiles and chains, metal bands around your wrists, ankles and neck binding you in place. The rattling that accompanies your actions gives is jarring in the clatter it causes, but what strikes you the most is the loud wet splashing noises that occur simultaneously. Spluttering past the watery spray, you ask aloud, "What’s going on?", a strange almost creamy taste landing on your tongue as the damp spray continues. Closing your mouth, not wanting to let any more of the mystery substance get in there, you swallow what you’ve already acquired, the consistency and flavour reminding you of milk, though maybe not a milk you’re used to. It’s yummy none the less. Blinking to regain your senses, you finally take in your surroundings, shocked at what you see. You seem to be in some sort of large tiled swimming pool, a luxurious one at that, more reminiscent of something out of a high-class spa than a gym. There’s even a collection of attractive looking people sitting around in it, relaxing and chatting. But, it’s what fills the place that shakes you out of your stupor, the liquid white and slightly thicker than water, quite possibly the milk that you previously suspected it to be. Yet, the biggest shock is when you look further down yourself, peering past the various chains anchored into the wall to see that <<if $breastSize == 0>>you’ve grown a massive pair of breasts<<else>>your breasts have grown even larger<</if>>, maybe even to the size of beach balls they’re so inflated. Getting another face-full of milk splashback, causing you the splutter and shake, you spot the cause this time. Indeed, it seems like not only do you have gargantuan boobs, but they also seem to be lactating, heavily. So much so in fact, that when a particularly large wave of milk pushes its way out of them, the force is enough to cause the milk to ricochet and splash about. "I see you’re awake milky-tits. We’ve got a long day ahead of us, with lots of customers, so you’ll need to work hard to keep the pool filled with fresh boob-juice", giggles a voice just out of view, something distinctly mop-like being rubbed across your naked form, especially your prodigious breasts. "Just going to finish getting you cleaned up a little, then we can sort out your feeding. I’ve got a nice feeding bag of oats and grains ready for you, though we both know how much you enjoy slurping down your own milk when I’m not looking. That’s a secret just between us though", she adds with another good-natured laugh, her attention to your breasts getting you aroused to the point you think you may soon peak. "You’re such a good little worker, I don’t know what we’d do without you! And so pretty too! Those happy looks on your face make me wonder if maybe I’d be better off in your position. Especially when I think about all the orgasms and boob massages you get", continues the staff member, more to herself than anything, her tone making you get the impression that she’s daydreaming about what it might be like. Patting you on the head affectionately, she carries onward, leaving you to once more laze about in the pool of your own warm milk, your boobs churning out more and more of the stuff, the sensation increasingly pleasant by the second. Letting out a big yawn, your eyes droop shut, slowly sinking back into a deep sleep, the world going hazy once more.

An uncomfortable pressure pressing up against your anus wakes you up, the tinges of pain as your sphincter gives way shocking you into consciousness. Confusion strikes you, panic too, unsure what’s going on or where you are, the soreness in your bottom all you’re aware of. Your eyes shooting open wide as a response, adrenaline clearing the cobwebs of sleep from your mind, you look around you, taking stock of your situation as best you can. The room you’re in is small, seemingly some sort of small stall, practically bare in terms of anything. Bent over at the waist across a relatively padded surface, your rear poking through the wall behind you, you aren’t able to do much in terms of movement. Other than the padded bench supporting you, there’s not much of note, only a screen in front of you and a door to one side. The rhythm of the anal fucking picking up, unable to see the person responsible due to the intervening wall, you bite you lip as you hold back a yelp. It should be a horrible experience, being rutted harshly and without care by someone you’ve never even seen and may in fact never see, but it’s starting to get through to you, arousal building in response. Maybe it’s due to the treatment you received, maybe something that’s always been with you, but the embarrassment of being turned on by such unsavoury treatment in itself is triggering your lust. "You’re awake my little rape-slut! I had your alarm clock start a little earlier today, but from that blush it seems to be making you just as horny as it normally does. It’s almost disgusting how slutty you get with a big dildo up your ass-pussy, but seeing the pathetic look on your face as it all turns you on is just too funny for me to quit", a voice cheerily chimes in, originating from the screen that has just turned on, showing an older but still strikingly beautiful blonde woman, her expression mirthful and derisive. "Wheeerre aaarre … weee …", you yelp, your mind melting from the painful pleasure that’s building within you. Laughing once more, obviously entertained by what she’s seeing, your captor responds chidingly, "You know that’s not part of the game", her grin only growing larger, "You get fucked for my entertainment, wherever and however I want, the more you complain the better. Meanwhile, you live in a state of constant horny bliss as you I keep you forever or the edge of orgasm, both loving and hating it in equal measures. Speaking of which …". You’re not sure what’s going on, but hearing a quiet, "Fzzzt", coming from the wall behind you, you can only open your mouth in confusion, ready to ask what’s going on and why there’s a weird noise accompanying your anal ravaging. Of course, your question remains unanswered, as, all of a sudden you begin to convulse, electricity running through your sore ass, pushing you all the way to the very brink of an orgasm before your consciousness begins to dwindle, denying you of the release you so desire. Everything fading to black, your vision cuts out, everything once more becoming hazy and removed.

"… measurements. I can’t find all of the details in their records and we’ve got the execs breathing down our necks". A muffled male voice intones from somewhere above you, breaking your slumber. The feeling of cold metal against your naked back, you slowly stir from your sleepy state, the rattling of metal upon metal coming from off to one side. Joining the first one, you hear a more feminine though older voice reply, "Sure, re-doing measurements is pretty quick and they should be out for a while still. Upstairs must have something, or someone in mind for this one, they don’t normally bother us to much with target deadlines otherwise. Best to keep on the good sides of the board of execs". Squinting out of one eye, still groggy, the two voices seeming to come and go from audible to hazy, you get your first look at your surroundings, finding yourself upon some sort of large metal table in what appears to be some sort of very clinical and sterile environment, possibly an operating theatre, though you can’t be sure with the cautionary and tired glances that you’re making. What you can see though is that to one side a pair of people in lab coats are talking, going about their job but chatting as they do, seemingly looking for some sort of medical measuring instrument if what you caught earlier is anything to go by. The first figure shrugging a little, you hear him think out loud, "Does it even matter? They all go through processing eventually, even if we don’t get a regular check-up, and I don’t think the bosses would care too much about waiting an extra day on some figures. It just seems a waste to put the others on hold and have to send them back early", his tone a little whiny, probably from the extra work it seems his orders are causing. "It’s best not to catch their attention in my experience, but if you want to go grab the others instead and process them then go ahead. Did I ever tell you about my lab manager when I joined up with the facility?", the seeming change of subject from her a little jarring. "Sure, probably … that’s it. You wouldn’t mind passing it over", you hear the subordinate lab assistant answer, the joy of finding what they were looking for plainly evident. An audible sigh later, the senior one of the pair lectures him, "She was a good manager, well liked by the other general examination team. Took me under her wing, the best mentor you could ask for. But, one day she decided that the executives could wait for a report, irritated over having too pull-out orders for six of them. Next we know, she’s gone on a career sabbatical, I’m working in her job, and everyone knows better to ask too many questions. I ended up having to do the stats on her a month later, I hear she ended up owned by one of executives, they’re pretty petty and like to make a scene on these sort of things. So, next time, keep your head down and get the work done for them", the sound of two sets of footsteps approaching you reaching you in time for you to keep your eyes closed. Nervously, the man responds, "Woah … really? You’re joking right?", large hands landing on your form, repositioning your arms as something metal is held against them. "I’m not going to say. You just do your job and maybe I’ll tell you next time we go drinking", her jovial tone making it hard to determine if her previous statements were banter or the truth. Giving you a quick sharp prod in the stomach, causing you to let out a muffled yelp, tinged with drowsiness, you hear her add, "I think this one has started coming around. It’s always the same when we end up having to do these rush jobs. Oh well, who cares really. Get the … yeah that one" <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ByrdSmall.png]][img[TRCimgs/Characters/HewittSmall.png]]</div> Panicking, unsure what’s about to happen, you open your mouth to plead your innocence or beg for mercy, no plan yet formed. However, before you can manage much more than a gurgled, "Nuht meah …", a slight hiss catches your attention, darkness and a loss of consciousness soon catching up with you, causing you to slip back into slumber once more.

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesSuckedDick +=1>><<if $vagina>><<cumVagina 0>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>><<else>><<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 1>><</if>>After a few minutes waiting in the staff area, you see one of the room displays light up with a client. Apparently, <<if ($sexualPreference != 1 && $holderInt == 1) || $sexualPreference == 2>>"<<print either("James","Sam","John","Paul","George","Ryan","Joseph","Liam");>> <<print either("Smith","Jones","Paulson","Wilson","Johnson");>>"<<else>>"<<print either("Emily","Abby","Madison","Oliva","Georgina","Alice","Rebecca","Kirsty");>> <<print either("Smith","Jones","Paulson","Wilson","Johnson");>>"<</if>>, wants oral, though you do see something strange in the displayed client suddenly changing to <<if ($sexualPreference != 1 && $holderInt == 1) || $sexualPreference == 2>>"<<print either("James","Sam","John","Paul","George","Ryan","Joseph","Liam");>> <<print either("Smith","Jones","Paulson","Wilson","Johnson");>>"<<else>>"<<print either("Emily","Abby","Madison","Oliva","Georgina","Alice","Rebecca","Kirsty");>> <<print either("Smith","Jones","Paulson","Wilson","Johnson");>>"<</if>>, who instead wants to fuck some <<if $vagina>>pussy<<else>>ass<</if>>. Shrugging, you chalk it up to some sort of error, regarding it as just another client to deal with as you make your way over to take up the chance. Closing the door behind you, immediately you’re confused by the layout of the room. Kneeling down on the floor, there’s no hole in the wall across from you, instead two still closed holes await you from either side, each with their own screen. After a momentary wait, the little slits open and through it <<if ($sexualPreference != 1 && $holderInt == 1) || $sexualPreference == 2>>a pair of average sized cocks<<else>>a pussy and a dildo<</if>> are pressed through. Signed up to the job now, and not seeing much issue in dealing with two clients at once, the thought of the extra pay going through your mind, you look at the displays to determine which client wants what, turning yourself towards the one that wants oral. <<if ($sexualPreference != 1 && $holderInt == 1) || $sexualPreference == 2>>"Fuck yeah! That feels great!", you hear from beyond the wall in front of you as you begin suckling the mans cock, lapping attentively at the head<<else>>"Fuck yeah! So good!", you hear from beyond the wall in front of you as you begin lapping at the woman’s pussy, doing your best to locate her clit which you make sure to lavish extra attention on<</if>>. Meanwhile, knowing you need to do something to keep the client behind you happy, you start to raise your behind, wiggling your <<checkAss>> bum invitingly, rubbing it against the <<if ($sexualPreference != 1 && $holderInt == 1) || $sexualPreference == 2>>man’s dick to get it nice and hard<<else>>woman’s dildo erotically<</if>>. From the sound of it, it seems to have been a good choice, as the <<if ($sexualPreference != 1 && $holderInt == 1) || $sexualPreference == 2>>dick<<else>>faux-cock<</if>> is hastily pressed up against your <<if $vagina>>pussy<<else>>asshole<</if>>, entering you to the hilt in a single slightly painful push. Yelping out around the <<if ($sexualPreference != 1 && $holderInt == 1) || $sexualPreference == 2>>dick you’re suckling<<else>>pussy you’re latched onto<</if>>, the client lets of a pleased moan, the vibrations your voice is causing bringing them great pleasure. At the same time, the figure behind you has started to pick up the pace, jackhammering their length into you a little too quickly to be altogether comfortable, but still nice feeling due to your bodies post-treatment reactions. Working hard to make a good impression, it doesn’t take long before your clients are ready to climax, likely just coming in for some quick relief. <<if ($sexualPreference != 1 && $holderInt == 1) || $sexualPreference == 2>>Lips wrapped around the cock, doing your best to take it into your throat, you feel the man tense up, the glands on the bottom of his tool pulsing, your throat gulping down a dose of cum without you even getting the chance to taste it<<else>>Tongue running around the inside of the woman’s cunt, you do your best to press against her G-spot, her inner walls pulsing as she delivers a healthy does of fem-cum into your mouth which you swallow down hungrily<</if>>. Not long after, you hear contented groans from behind you, the <<if ($sexualPreference != 1 && $holderInt == 1) || $sexualPreference == 2>>penis<<else>>dildo<</if>> fucking your <<if $vagina>>pussy<<else>>anus<</if>> moving more erratically before finally stilling<<if $sexualPrefrerence !=1>>, cum spilling out of the opening it leaves behind as it’s removed, running down your thighs<</if>>. The openings closing as you pull yourself back, you collapse on the floor exhausted. Something about dealing with two clients at the same time, especially two who seemed to be trying to beat a speed record with the pace they were going, just drained the energy from you, leaving you to rub your sore <<if $vagina>>pussy<<else>>ass<</if>>, the ravaging just a little too brutal to really be fulfilling. On which note, briefly you lament the lack of an orgasm out of the interaction, the sex enjoyable at least a little, but not enough to push you over the precipice of release. At least they sounded happy, you think as you get up, clean yourself off with a provided towel, and return to the staff room, ready to start waiting for a new client. <<include [[Glory Hole Job End]]>>

As you enter the lift, on your way back to your dorm, you notice nothing out of the ordinary, not even any other passengers in the lift. Getting inside, glad to not have any odd distractions, you begin pressing the button for your dormitory floor, locking in your target destination to the lift's console. The lift whirring to life, the small screen of the elevators console shifts into an hourglass animation counting down from ten. A small chime playing, you’re soon met with the familiar monotone of Alice, "Hello $firstName. Our records recommend you the following advertisement for your viewing entertainment during this long journey. We here at The Repurposing Center hope you enjoy your time in our specially crafted for comfort lifts". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/SpacePrincessPoster.png]]</div> The screen shifting into the poster for a new movie, "My Space Princess", upbeat music joining it, giving you the impression that it might be some sort of light-hearted rom-com. Resting back against the wall, watching on out of boredom more than anything, the poster soon drops, following into a full trailer. Starting with a brunette geeky looking man sitting at his computer late at night, the scene is soon filled with a strange pink light coming from outside, triggering the man to get up and look out the window in over-acted shock. Meanwhile, a narrator starts to drop some exposition about the plot. "One summer the little town of Springwood thought it had enough on its hands with a regional anime and geek culture festival. What they didn’t realize, was that things are going to get out of this world!" The image changing to a scene where the strange naked pink girl from the poster is hugging herself up against the brunette guy, possessively kissing him as her ample bosom rubs against his chest. Giggling, she exclaims, "You taste good Harry, I eagerly await our joining!", giddy excitement and lust clear on her face, juxtaposing with the nervous and confused expression on Harry’s. "Having to look after royalty can’t be easy, but what if that royalty was from another planet all together. In the story of when Harry met Rosie, one beleaguered programmer is pursued by a sexy princess from another planet, however, where she comes from her idea of flirting isn’t exactly what Harry was expecting", continues the narrator, the scene shifting again as soon as he finishes. A girlish scream proceeds a closeup on a mirror, the nude reflection of an attractive brown-haired woman who looks suspiciously like the guy from earlier looking terrified, ending in her squealing, "How could this even happen! Why am I a girl!", a response to which is quickly fastened into the clip from later in the film, the now dressed princess giggling, "You look so cute as a girl! Now we can share dresses and panties, and do all the fun things together that only girls know how to do". "But, with some help from his big sister, the girl next door and a few of his potential new in-laws, will Harry adjust to living with all the changes", the shot panning over a collection of cast shots, showing almost completely cute and barely clothed women, a few of which are similar in appearance to the extremely pink princess character. "Only time will tell, but we all know that there’ll be a lot of girly fun along the way!, the tone of phrase making you beyond positive that he’s talking about lesbian sex. "Available in all good movie theatres", is the final note of the trailer, a bunch of filming credits with quite a few familiar named actors scrolling across your view. Leaving the lift, and continuing onward to your dorm, you shrug to yourself, wondering if maybe it might be something worth checking out. It looked fun and upbeat, and the production values looked great, even if it was a little cheesy in places. Plus, it sounded like there was going to be a lot of fun sex in it. Making a note to look into, "My Space Princess", further at a later date, you carry on your way. <<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

"I have a client for you, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>><<print either("Emily","Abby","Madison","Oliva","Georgina");>> <<print either("Smith","Jones","Paulson","Wilson","Johnson");>><<else>><<print either("James","Sam","John","Paul","George");>> <<print either("Smith","Jones","Paulson","Wilson","Johnson");>><</if>>, relatively normal, they’re just a bit … well, you’ll see", Miss Sarah describes as she escorts you to a suite. Opening the door, you can’t spot anyone inside, passing into the room and sitting on the bed to wait, slightly unsure of what to make of Miss Sarah’s mysterious comment. You’re left to yourself for a while before movement catches your attention, someone finally entering your room. Standing there, their body language conveying a certain discomfort that’s easy to spot. The figure themselves is <<if $hermPlay>>an attractive looking woman, at least that’s what you assumed at first, her long blonde hair, reasonable sized breasts and generally feminine appearance giving you that impression. However, upon a second inspection of the newcomer, you’re slightly surprised to note a large dick completely exposed, her ass-less leather chaps doing nothing to hide it<<elseif ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>an attractive looking woman, her long blonde hair, reasonable sized breasts and generally feminine appearance making you intrigued to find out more. Giving her a quick second inspection, you have to choke back a cough as you note that her bald pussy is completely exposed to you, her ass-less leather chaps doing nothing to hide it<<else>>an attractive looking man, his short blonde hair, reasonably muscular frame and generally masculine appearance making you intrigued to find out more. Giving him a quick second inspection, you have to choke back a cough as you note that his not unreasonably sized cock and balls are completely exposed to you, his ass-less leather chaps doing nothing to hide them<</if>>. Tentatively wandering over to the other side of the bed, making sure to put some space between you, your client announces, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"Erm, hi. I’m the boss today … so, so you’ve got to do what I say. I’m in … in charge and I’m going to d…dominate you", her voice meeker and more timid than you’d expect on someone professing to be a dominant<<else>>"Erm, hi. I’m the boss today … so, so you’ve got to do what I say. I’m in … in charge and I’m going to d…dominate you", his voice meeker and more timid than you’d expect on someone professing to be a dominant<</if>>. Eyes glancing over your would-be dom, you’re not entirely sure what to make of the situation, your client clearly significantly more submissive than they’re trying to let on. You get the feeling that you could probably turn the tables on them and take charge of your session together, but whether it’d go well for you afterwards with Miss Sarah you’re not sure. Either way, they just don’t seem to have that dominant spark of confidence necessary to be commanding, at least from what you’ve seen. Do you: <<if $submission < 25>>[[Try to take charge|Brothel Job Misc Client 1a][if($submission >= -98){$submission -= 2;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<<else>>You’re just way too submissive to try and take control of the situation.<</if>> <<if $submission > -25>>[[Let the client take charge|Brothel Job Misc Client 1b][if($submission <= 98){$submission += 2;}else{$submission = 100;};]]<<else>>You’re just way too dominant to submit to someone so passive.<</if>>

<<orgasm>>Deciding to take charge of the situation, you look on at your client, standing up and taking on a more self-assured stance. Locking eyes with <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>him<</if>>, you clearly announce, "No", staring <<if $hermPlay>>the herm<<elseif ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>him<</if>> down. Not expecting such a response, the blonde responds in an increasingly less confident tone, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"What … but … but, I’m the customer here …"<<else>>>"What … but … but, I’m the customer here …"<</if>>, visibly shaking nervously as they trail off. "I said no. You’re obviously not cut out to dominate anybody, even a slave. And, from the way that you’re dressed, so slutty and on display, it’s obvious that you don’t really want to be", you chide, looking down your nose snootily. "But, you’re a customer, so I suppose I have to fulfil your desires. Just, now I’ll be giving you what you actually want". As <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> gets up, you momentarily get worried that you’ve made an incredibly poor choice, however, you manage to keep cool, your expression unflinching and haughty. Thankfully, it seems to have worked, as your sexy <<if $hermPlay>>hermaphroditic<<elseif ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>female<<else>>male<</if>> client almost tumbles backward in their haste to put some distance between you, practically cowering in the far corner of the room. <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"But … bu …", is all she<<else>>"But … bu", is all he<</if>> manages to get out before you shush them. "None of that. Now, come over here. Your whimpering is appropriate, but it bores me … over here and on your knees is where you belong, like a good slutty pet should be", you command, pointing imperiously at the floor in front of you, your legs spreading wide in a power stance, the rush of giving orders starting to exhilarate you. Shuffling over, still slightly despondent, your client follows your orders though slower than you’d like, mumbling a quiet, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"Okay …", before seeing your disapproving expression, adding a more submissive, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant <<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>"<<else>>"Okay …", before seeing your disapproving expression, adding a more submissive, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant <<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>"<</if>>. Smirking, you pace circles around your temporary charge, watching as they slow their breathing and try to relax, easily slipping out of their faux-dominant role and into a more passive one. Though, you do spot them flinch when you move a hand closer, finding more than a little enjoyment in provoking such playful torment in another. Eventually, however, you decide that it’s not all about your enjoyment, and you need to provide for them too, coming up with a plan to satisfy their needs too. "Not bad, though your pose could use some work. I find the way you shudder adorable, but when told to kneel you’re expected to stay still. You follow orders at least, which pleases me … for now", you drawl, tapping your chin thoughtfully, "So far, I think you’ve not shown me enough deference. I am after all your better in every way. What you’re going to do next, is you’re going to beg for the right to <<if $penis>>suck my cock<<else>>devour my pussy<</if>>, and if you do a good enough job, then maybe, just maybe, I might let you see to your own <<if $hermPlay>>pathetic cock<<elseif ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>drooling pussy<<else>>pathetic cock<</if>> too". As you take delight in explaining your plans for <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>him<</if>>, you run your hand tantalizingly over your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> penis, catching a stray bead of pre-cum from the erect tip<<else>>warm cunt, dipping a finger shallowly along the groove to catch a bead of your feminine juices<</if>> which you proceed to rub off against their forehead, treating them as little more than a tissue and getting you hot and bothered at the same time. Trying to steady their tone, but only half succeeding, the guest demurely answers, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant <<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>. Please <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant <<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>, may this slave please be allowed the privilege of servicing you’re your wonderful <<if $penis>>masculine rod<<else>>feminine depths<</if>>. <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant <<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>> smells so amazing, please let this stupid slave worship at your beck and call", the ease at which her words come out giving you the impression this isn’t the first time she’s been asked to do such<<else>>"Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant <<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>. Please <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant <<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>, may this slave please be allowed the privilege of servicing you’re your wonderful <<if $penis>>masculine rod<<else>>feminine depths<</if>>. <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant <<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>> smells so amazing, please let this stupid slave worship at your beck and call", the ease at which his words come out giving you the impression this isn’t the first time he’s been asked to do such <</if>>. Grinning happily, you contemplate dragging things out further, however, with the way your arousal is building, you don’t want to delay for much longer. Chuckling derisively, you look down your nose at your temporary submissive, getting close enough for your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>pussy lips<</if>> to rub against <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> face. "Good. How very spineless of you … oh no, don’t worry, I like that you’re so easy to push around. It just shows me that I’m exactly what you need. But, for now, I suppose you’ve earned your treat. Go ahead, get to work". Your <<if $penis>><<set $timesYourDickSucked += 1>>cock<<else>><<set $timesYourPussyLicked += 1>>vagina<</if>> already pressed up against their forehead, your client straightens up their posture enough to properly align themselves for action. Sticking <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> tongue out, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> begins to reverently lap against the <<if $penis>>base of your firm rod, showing almost worshipful attention to every spot whilst slowly heading towards its head<<else>>shallows of your pussy, showing almost worshipful attention to every spot whilst slowly heading towards your clit<</if>>. It’s delightful, and, diving your hands so they entwine within their soft blonde hair, you make sure to keep a steady control of their ministrations, the scent of your combined lust becoming increasingly obvious. Noticing that your toy has started squirming in the kneeling position, thighs rubbing together in an attempt to deal with their own ardour, a <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>cunt<</if>> muffled voice pleads, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"Pweayse!"<<else>>"Pweayse!"<</if>>, eyes on the border of tears begging you for release. Sighing, but not too loudly, your personal enjoyment putting you in a good mood, you laugh derisively, "You may touch that … <<if $hermPlay>>little cock-lette<<elseif ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>over-used cunt<<else>>little cock-lette<</if>> of yours … but, oh, yes … but, you better not slack off on making me feel good. And …. oh, fuck … and, you better not cum before me or you’ll regret it". Rubbing <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> <<if $hermPlay>>large dick<<elseif ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>sopping wet girl-parts<<else>>large dick<</if>> with one hand, your plaything actually increases the pace of their work on your own <<if $penis>>penis<<else>>pussy<</if>>, now completely lost in the moment. You ploy seems to have worked, as, with a skill that can only be learned through great experience, the <<if $hermPlay>>hermaphrodite<<elseif ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>girl<<else>>guy<</if>> makes a sucking motion that almost immediately pushes you over the edge, your orgasm colliding with you as if you’d been hit by a truck. Your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> splattering within the depths of their mouth, which they reverentially swallow down, you watch on as only a few seconds later, despite having had less than half a minute to play with it, your sub actually manages to cum too, their <<if $hermPlay>>cock shooting out a pool of semen on the floor between your legs<<elseif ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>pussy oozing out a pool of fem-cum on the floor between your legs<<else>>cock shooting out a pool of semen on the floor between your legs<</if>>. Panting and trying to catch your breath, you’re just about to chide them once more, this time planning to embarrass them for making a mess on the carpet and cumming so quickly. However, your plans are cut short as your charge lets out a deeply humiliated, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"Eeep!"<<else>>"Eeep!"<</if>>, crawling away from you backwards before practically falling over themselves as they flee from the room, your brief view of their face letting you see that it was covered in a crimson blush. Getting up, you saunter over to the bed, flopping down on it in your post-orgasm exhaustion. Stirring slightly, you hear a familiar female voice encroach on your rest, "Well done! A difficult client, but from the way <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> ran out into my lobby I think you gave them the proof they needed. Good work on your part, I’m almost impressed. I half thought, coming in here, that I’d devise some sort of punishment on you, but I think that ruthlessness shouldn’t go unrewarded either, leaving the whole situation moot. As such, take a break, clean yourself off and get back to work". Dozily glancing up to spot Miss Sarah, as she leaves she adds, "And I suppose I’ll have to send a cleaner in here too", only just avoiding standing in your client’s sexual fluids. Taking a well-deserved break, you rest up on the bed for a few minutes, gathering your senses. Dusting yourself off, still feeling that dominant glow, you slowly get up and start getting back to work. <<include [[Brothel Job End]]>>

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding to submit to your client, you look on at them. Taking a moment to think things through, you come to the conclusion that they probably aren’t going to have an easy time being dominant, so you will likely need to do a lot of the work for them. As such, you sink to the floor in a kneeling position, avoiding eye contact with <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>him<</if>>, before clearly but demurely answering, "Yes <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>. Please tell this slave how best to serve your needs so that it may help provide your most lust-filled desires". Not expecting such a response, the blonde responds in a shocked and confused t tone, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"What … but … but. I mean … yeah … I’m the Mistress here … tell me how great I am and maybe I’ll let you be my toy"<<else>>>"What … but … but. I mean … yeah … I’m the Master here … tell me how great I am and maybe I’ll let you be my toy"<</if>>, visibly shaking nervously as they approach you, still remaining a distance away from you, as if they think you might spring and strike them like a snake in waiting. "Oh <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>, please let this slave be your toy, if only for a little while. I promise I’ll do whatever you want me to do, no matter how humiliating and debasing it is. Please let me worship at your <<if $hermPlay>>magnificent cock<<elseif ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>regal vagina<<else>>magnificent cock<</if>> and show it the respect it deserves. Please, I long for it, I need it", you wail, mashing your chest down into the carpet as you completely submit to your temporary <<if $sexualPreference>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>. Taking a moment to process what’s going on, likely still unsure if it’s a trap, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> approaches you closer, nudging you gently with a heavy boot in side. Whimpering but letting <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her, she<<else>>him, he<</if>> seems to be convinced of your sincerity, pacing around your supplicant form once more. <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"Kneel up", is all she<<else>>"Kneel up", is all he<</if>> says, waiting for you to pull yourself back into position as elegantly as you can before continuing. <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"You’ve been .. you’ve done acceptably so far. Good slave? I think, that it’d be okay for you to be my toy today. In a moment, I want you to get up and slowly walk over to the bed. After that, you’ll bend over with your belly against the covers and await further instruction", she commands<<else>>"You’ve been .. you’ve done acceptably so far. Good slave? I think, that it’d be okay for you to be my toy today. In a moment, I want you to get up and slowly walk over to the bed. After that, you’ll bend over with your belly against the covers and await further instruction", he commands<</if>>, walking to the far side of the room but watching you as <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> does, seemingly now getting more into the role of being a dominant. Obeying <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> orders, you scramble up as fast as you can, planting your stomach on the cool covers, your legs awkwardly left somewhere between kneeling and standing. Your cheek pressed down submissively whilst your <<checkAss>> buttocks tantalizingly wiggle, you listen to the footsteps of your client approaching. Pretty sure what’s coming next you try and calm yourself, expecting to soon be brutally penetrated. To your surprise though, instead of being penetrated, your <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> explains, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"I’m going to tenderize the meat first, that way you’ll … erm, you’ll be in the right frame of mind to properly respect me as your Mistress", her feminine hand colliding with your exposed ass before you can even fully process what she just said<<else>>"I’m going to tenderize the meat first, that way you’ll … erm, you’ll be in the right frame of mind to properly respect me as your Master", his masculine hand colliding with your exposed ass before you can even fully process what she just said <</if>>. Squealing out a, "Yes <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>", in response, you’re more shocked than anything, the pain of the spank minimal. As <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> continues to rain down strikes on your unprotected behind, you quickly come to terms with the understanding that <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> doesn’t really know what they’re doing. It doesn’t really hurt, in fact, the strikes are rather uneven, weak and sloppy, the attempts of someone who gets the general idea but has never put it into practice. This goes on for a little while, never getting worse than a mild discomfort, though you do your best to play up for your audience, not overreacting, but making appropriate noises that might be expected. <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"Acceptable", you hear her<<else>>"Acceptable", you hear him say<</if>>, a pair of hands landing on your rear, pulling your slightly reddened bottom cheeks apart. Letting a thumb trace your spread <<if $vagina>><<cumVagina 1>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>>labia for moisture<<else>><<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 1>>asshole to see how pliable it is<</if>>, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>her<</if>> seems to make <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> mind up, only a few seconds later a much larger presence making contact with the recently scouted spot. Feeling <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> <<if $hermPlay>>thick meaty cock<<elseif ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>mystery appendage, likely a dildo or strap-on from the rubbery texture,<<else>>thick meaty cock<</if>> invade your <<if $vagina>>appropriately prepared cunt<<else>>slightly prepared anus<</if>>, you bite down on the duvet, the sounds you’re making now a lot more real and passionate than before. Rutting you into the bed, almost as if <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> has something to prove, you make muffled sounds, luxurious silken material filling your mouth as clamp down on it in embarrassment. It just feels amazing, so hot and animalistic even, your faux-dominant finally seeming to have hit their stride. Further, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> just keeps chanting through gritted teeth, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"I’m in charge! I’m in charge!"<<else>>"I’m in charge! I’m in charge!"<</if>>, over and over again, a mantra to <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>herself<<else>>himself<</if>>, as <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> reasserts <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> dominance. What’s strangest though, is that’s it’s really starting to work for you, your arousal spiking in response to having your <<if $vagina>>pussy<<else>>ass<</if>> claimed so completely and conclusively. <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>Her<<else>>His<</if>> hands shifting off of your behind for the briefest moment, the soon make contact with you again, this time taking a vice-like hold on your shoulders, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her breasts rubbing against your back now as a result of the more aggressive handhold<<else>>his chest rubbing as your back now as a result of the more aggressive handhold<</if>>. Now much closer to you, the ravaging is certainly more brutal, but equally more intimate, your <<if $vagina>>needy cunt<<else>>wanton asshole<</if>> milking the <<if $hermPlay>>cock<<elseif ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>faux-cock<<else>>cock<</if>> inside it as it pulses with pleasure. Sailing along as practically a non-participant in your coupling, you feel extremely submissive, even going so far as to hold back on your climax, not wanting to cum too early for fear of chastisement from your temporary <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>. All good things have to come to an end though, and your rough love-making session cannot last forever. Instead, with one last world shattering thrust, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she rams her<<else>>he rams his<</if>> <<if $hermPlay>>engorged dick<<elseif ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>bulbous dildo<<else>>engorged dick<</if>> as far as it will go before finally stilling, a liquid heat soon emanating within your depths. Pulling out of you with a lewd wet squelch, the last seconds of friction are just enough to give you the release you need, your resistance finally collapsing as your <<if $vagina>>cunt spasms pleasurably, trying to cling onto the firm length as it is withdrawn<<else>>ass spasms pleasurably, trying to cling onto the firm length as it is withdrawn<</if>><<if $penis>>, your cock untouched other than having been rubbed by your movement against the covers spurting out a healthy pool of cum wetly beneath you, staining the covers and making your crotch sticky<</if>>. Panting and trying to catch your breath, you’re just about to slide off of the bed and back into your previous kneeling position, this time planning to ask if you can clean off their post-orgasm juices in that submissive way that seemed to work before, doing your best to give your client as much dominant experience as you can. However, your plans are cut short as your charge lets out a deeply excited, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>"Yes!"<<else>>"Yes!"<</if>>, running out of the room with <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> fist pumping the air, obviously pleased at how your session went. Not giving you a second thought, <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> strides confidently from the room, significantly more self-assured than when <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> entered. Rolling over, you flop down on the bed in your post-orgasm exhaustion. Stirring slightly, you hear a familiar female voice encroach on your rest, "Disgusting! The way that that disgrace left here so full of <<if ($sexualPreference != 2 && $holderInt == 0) || $sexualPreference == 1>>herself<<else>>himself<</if>>, it made me feel sick. You must be an extremely desperate whore to let yourself be bossed around by someone so … simpering. I guess you must just be the most wretched little bitch in existence, timid even by slave standards". Dozily glancing up to spot Miss Sarah. As she leaves she adds, "You did well, don’t let it go to your head", the words said so quickly and quietly that you almost miss them, her back to you as she says them. Taking a well-deserved break, you rest up on the bed for a few minutes, gathering your senses. Dusting yourself off, still feeling that dominant glow, you slowly get up and start getting back to work. <<include [[Brothel Job End]]>>

<<if $furniture.indexOf("Wicker picnic hamper") == -1>><<addToFurniture "Wicker picnic hamper">><</if>>Starting to feel increasingly hungry, you unfurl the red and white chequered blanket from the wicker hamper, laying out everything that Mr Alfonsi packed for you. Placing out two camping plates along with appropriate cutlery, you examine the food, Villin lying down beside you on the cloth, her pert bottom topped with a fluffy bunny tail wiggling merrily as she relaxes in the shade. Meanwhile, the food smells delicious, even if it’s mostly cold food that’s meant to last. Breads, cheeses, deli meats and fruit make up the bulk of its contents, though there’s also a few nice extras, little touches that make the selection feel special. Some particularly plump pitted olives catch your attention, as does two small bottles, one containing vinegar and one containing olive oil, the usually quiet Villin chirping in that they’re meant to be eaten with the breads. More so, there’s a rather expensive looking bottle of red wine strapped into a side compartment. Plopping a stray strawberry into her mouth with a playful giggle, Villin hums happily, "So tasty and so fresh", adding in a slightly more worried tone, "I hope it didn’t … you know, cost you too much … I just understand about that kind of thing …". Patting her on the shoulder comfortingly, you reply, "No it’s fine, don’t worry about it. But, it’s nice of you to be concerned about that", wanting to alley her fears whilst also not spilling that it was actually a gift from her boss. "If you’re sure. I just .. I know that it’s tough being on the program, being a repurposed trainee. Some of the guards can be real jerks, robbing you, or pressuring you into buying stuff. It’s just … it can be expensive if you’re not doing exactly what they say, I wouldn’t want you to have to do anything … you know, on my account", her large violet eyes looking up to you sympathetically, worried that she may have caused you some trouble. Pouring her a cup of the red wine and unfastening some clingfilm wrapped still warm food pieces stowed right at the bottom of the hamper, you plate up some bruschetta, for you both, handing her the plate and cup as she sits up. Hoping that she’s feel a lot better if she’s distracted, you instead change the subject, talking about how tasty the food is and making some more general small talk. Thankfully, your ploy seems to work, as Villin is quickly distracted by your offering of a tasty meal, getting herself a small serving of some pasta from one of the other tin-foil wrappings, clearly enjoying herself. She’s a bit quiet, especially whilst eating, but you do get to know her a little better, getting a clearer idea of her tastes in music, a wide mix of genres but with a greater interest in instrumental work, along with her being very obvious in her love of working at Restaurant Alfonsi. Just as you’re about to try some of the grapes you glance over to your date, spotting that somehow she’s managed to get some of the cheese on her tip of her nose, the diminutive bunny-girl wiggling it adorably without fully realizing what’s going on. Reaching over softly, you palm her face with one hand, picking off the tiny morsel with the other, Villin’s face once more turning redder, though you have a hard time figuring out whether she’s blushing from embarrassment or from her building arousal at your touch. "Hey … um, I’m having a really nice time today … I’m glad that you asked me out … but, but … there’s sort of … of something you should … you know, know before we go any further …", Villin starts awkwardly, her attention being caught by something else before she gets to the point, "Wait! Is that? Is that them? Oh, sorry, but, um, can we go listen to them, they’re like my favourite band … we can talk about the other thing later", the faint sound of music in the distance catching your attention now that it’s pointed out to you. Unsure whether she’s trying to distract you or legitimately interested in the band that you can barely hear, you ponder how to respond. You could let her have her way and dodge the conversation she was trying to have with you, at least for now until she’s more comfortable, that’s likely to put her in a better mood, especially if her comment about the band is true. On the other hand, with how generally shy and retiring she is, you’re not sure if letting the conversation slip might stop you from ever hearing what she wanted to say, that additional pressure on her may be a necessary evil if you want to get to the bottom of this. Do you: [[Go and take Villin over to listen to the band|Date Villin First Date Investigate Band][if($villinRelationship<=94){$villinRelationship += 6;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]] [[Stay where you are and continue the picnic with Villin|Date Villin First Date Ignore Band][if($villinRelationship<=98){$villinRelationship += 2;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]]

Not wanting to push an issue that seems to be making her uncomfortable, you hold your hand out for Villin to take, noting that despite being somewhat distracted regarding the music that she’s still shaking from whatever she was trying to tell you earlier. Taking the offer gladly, Villin gives your hand a quick squeeze, almost as if she’s checking that you’re still there. Standing up and helping her up too, you glance around, trying to uncover the source of the music. Getting a general idea and pretty sure that no one is going to steal your hamper if you leave it unattended for a few minutes, you tell her playfully, "Come on then, let’s go find that band", a delighted squeal emanating from her tiny form in response. It takes you a minute or two to mosey over to the musicians, Villin’s bunny ears seemingly better at tracking it down than your own. Arriving at a little wooden gazebo, tucked away behind a small copse of trees, you’re sure you’ve found the right place, a sparse gathering of people, some colourful bunting and of course the band. The band, curiously, are comprised of mostly elder gentlemen, all bedecked in old-fashioned suits, though they certainly aren’t letting their age keep them down, a guitarist and a saxophone player strutting around the decking with surprising energy. Further, you do note that they’re entirely instrumental, not a single vocalist in sight. Standing around with your arm around Villin, the cute violet haired girl enthralled by the music, you end up sticking around for about half an hour in total, finding the jazz and blues music of the old-timers to be pretty good, the band obviously skilled at what they do. However, before too long they announce they need to leave, dispersing the crowd and heading on their way, the impromptu concert apparently just a practice session that you’d all stumbled over. Heading back to your picnic spot, Villin is extremely bubbly and energetic, more so than you’ve usually seen of her, the alt bunny-girl hopping around as she holds your hand, getting heavily distracted as she explains to you all about the band and what she enjoys about their music, at least the bulk of which goes over your head. "Did you see the one on the harmonica, he normally plays the drums, but I guess they’re pretty hard to transport somewhere out there, isn’t it great though that he’s so versatile. Oh, and did you hear the trumpet player, I always loved the trumpet but I’m not very good with it, I just don’t have the lung capacity I think, that’s why I love the piano, though I’ve tried a few that have been a little too big for my arm span, so there are problems there sometimes too, but it’s still just, you know, just wow!", the conversation continuing as she geeks out even further about her musical history all the way until you reach that shady spot beneath the tree where you started. Sitting down, you’re happy to see that everything is still where you left it, along with most of the food still looking fine, the really perishable parts of which you smartly left wrapped before you left. Picking at some fruit, the sunny heat of the surprisingly big park, of which you can only guess is simulated, the park obviously still indoors despite the attempts to make it seem otherwise, making you a little hungry again. Once more finding the fruits, this time a small punnet of raspberries, Villin joins you, yawning sleepily after her momentary burst of outgoing-ness. Giving her a little while to settle back down, seeing that she’s now relaxed and comfortable, you decide that you probably should broach the earlier topic once more, hoping that maybe she’s in a better place to explain it now. As such you ask gently, "Villin, I hope it’s not an imposition, but you sounded like you really wanted to say something earlier. I’d love to hear it, if you’re still okay with telling me what it is?". "Okay", she whispers quietly in response, her tone slightly sombre. Looking up into your eyes for a moment before breaking her eyeline by looking down, Villin obviously not comfortable with prolonged eye contact, she answers melancholically, "I … I don’t really know how to say it, but … please don’t hate me …", a single tear rolling down her heavily freckled cheek as she starts to quietly sob. "It’s okay, it’s okay, I don’t think there’s anything you could say that would make me hate you", you reassure her, understanding it must be important but having some misgivings about asking her. Wanting to console the sweet girl, you move in closer, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her into a comforting hug, Villin still crying but the severity of her sorrow ebbing away as she snuggles into your chest. "I just … I just …", she begins in between dissipating sobs, still trying her best to answer you. "I’m not a girl! I didn’t mean to trick you!", her tears picking up as she brings the cause of her sadness to light. Holding her tighter, wanting more than anything to make her feel better, you ask confusedly, "I’m not sure what you mean, but you’re lovely regardless", stroking her back with one hand in a light circular motion, wondering in the back of your mind if you have any tissues anywhere. "I’m not a girl!", she wails once more, continuing, "I used to be a girl, but the … the facility made me into … into a … I’ve got a … down there I have a … a dick. They … they thought that … that I’d be more desirable as a .. hermaphrodite, so they … they gave me a big, stupid, dick. I’d understand if you wouldn’t want to be with me now that you know … I just … just hope you don’t hate me for keeping it secret. I was just in such a happy mood about … about the date that … that I didn’t think to say. I don’t … don’t like it … it makes me feel un-girly", her cry finally petering out, her eyes are red and puffy and there’s a little snot running from her nose, the conversation you’re having seemingly impacting her roughly. Hearing her confession, you’re a little shocked, but it’s not too surprising when you think of everything that you’ve seen since coming to the facility. Feeling sympathy for her, you continue to give her a shoulder to lean on, with your spare arm searching around until you do in fact find some paper towels, packed in the hamper more likely for cleaning your hands on than this, but you’re still thankful they’re there. Cleaning herself up, you know that now is the time for you to act, your choices pretty clear. You can either take your relationship to the next level, walking her home, or you can call it a day, giving her the impression that you’re not interested in her. Do you: [[Consider yourself dating her and go with Villin back to her apartment|Date Villin Apartment][$villinDating = true; if($villinRelationship<=96){$villinRelationship += 4;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]] [[Call an end to the date and leave|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($villinRelationship>= -90){$villinRelationship -= 10;}else{$villinRelationship = -100;};]]

Wanting to get to the bottom of the situation, you hold your hand out for Villin to take, noting that despite being somewhat distracted regarding the music that she’s still shaking from whatever she was trying to tell you earlier. Taking the offer gladly, Villin gives your hand a quick squeeze, almost as if she’s checking that you’re still there. Not wanting to upset her, but still both curious and worried over her reaction to what she was trying to say, you tell her in a firm yet gentle tone, "Maybe we can go and listen to the band a little later, however, it sounded like you had something important to say first". Her lower lip sticking out in an automatic pout, she stammers, "But … but, I really want to … you know .. the band", her long lashes fluttering and perfectly framing the sad glint in her eye. "I understand that, but I’d really like to here what you wanted to say", you offer sternly in response, not wanting to let the meek bunny-girl slip out of the conversation without finishing what she wanted to say. "Okay", she whispers quietly, her tone that of a naughty child that has just been told off. Looking up into your eyes for a moment before breaking her eyeline by looking down, Villin obviously not comfortable with prolonged eye contact, she answers in a melancholy tone, "I … I don’t really know how to say it, but … please don’t hate me …", tears rolling down her heavily freckled cheek as she starts to sob. "It’s okay, it’s okay, I don’t think there’s anything you could say that would make me hate you", you reassure her, starting to have some misgivings about your choice. Wanting to console the sweet girl, you move in closer, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her into a comforting hug, Villin still crying but the previous breathlessness and severity of her sorrow ebbing away as she snuggles into your chest. "I just … I just …", she begins in between dissipating sobs, still trying her best to answer you. "I’m not a girl! I didn’t mean to trick you!", her tears picking up as she brings the cause of her sadness to light. Holding her tighter, wanting more than anything to make her feel better, you ask confusedly, "I’m not sure what you mean, but you’re lovely regardless", stroking her back with one hand in a light circular motion, wondering in the back of your mind if you have any tissues anywhere. "I’m not a girl!", she wails once more, continuing, "I used to be a girl, but the … the facility made me into … into a … I’ve got a … down there I have a … a dick. They … they thought that … that I’d be more desirable as a .. hermaphrodite, so they … they gave me a big, stupid, dick. I’d understand if you wouldn’t want to be with me now that you know … I just … just hope you don’t hate me for keeping it secret. I was just in such a happy mood about … about the date that … that I didn’t think to say. I don’t … don’t like it … it makes me feel un-girly", her cry finally petering out, her eyes are red and puffy and there’s a little snot running from her nose, the conversation you’re having seemingly impacting her roughly. Hearing her confession, you’re a little shocked, but it’s not too surprising when you think of everything that you’ve seen since coming to the facility. Feeling sympathy for her, you continue to give her a shoulder to lean on, with your spare arm searching around until you do in fact find some paper towels, packed in the hamper more likely for cleaning your hands on than this, but you’re still thankful they’re there. Cleaning herself up, you know that now is the time for you to act, your choices pretty clear. You can either take your relationship to the next level, walking her home, or you can call it a day, giving her the impression that you’re not interested in her. Do you: [[Consider yourself dating her and go with Villin back to her apartment|Date Villin Apartment][$villinDating = true; if($villinRelationship<=96){$villinRelationship += 4;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]] [[Call an end to the date and leave|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($villinRelationship>= -90){$villinRelationship -= 10;}else{$villinRelationship = -100;};]]

Giving you the directions back to her apartment, Villin keeps hold of your hand, snuggling up close to you for comfort as you travel. The entire journey, she’s practically silent, seemingly somewhere between her usual shyness and slightly tired as a result of your date. She does, however, meekly comment on how happy she was to go out with you, her eyes heavy with unsaid lust. Arriving at a corridor deep into a residential section of the facility, on the way passing by its residents, most dressed in casual attire, likely store owners and general workers, you finally reach your destination. Approaching a door, it opens automatically from Villin’s presence, giving you a clear view of the home she shares with the elderly restaurant owner, Mr Alfonsi. Upon seeing it, you feel you shouldn’t be surprised at the decoration, the apartment as cosy and well-appointed as the man’s restaurant is. Dark greens, reds and purples make up majority of the rooms colour, the walls covered in in wooden panelling up to the mid-point with old-fashioned muted green wallpaper going the rest of the way to the ceiling, little fleur-de-lises creating a regular pattern across of it. A plush dark red chaise long along with a few other elegant looking seats take up the main space of the room, an older model television off to one side, looking rarely used. Other than that, deep almost black stained wood furniture fills out the rest of the room, giving a much more family feel to the apartment, especially when you see the dining table, all laid out with table cloth and flower vase. <<if $villinCollared>>Guiding you straight through to her bedroom, Villin sits you down on the bed, kneeling down on the floor beside you submissively. Glancing around the relatively small space, it’s still pretty, all painted up in a deep purple, not too much different than Villin’s own hair-colour. The place has a very goth/alternative feel to it, band posters and a keyboard covered in dirty clothes making it feel very lived in. Further, the comfy double bed you’re sitting on and the expensive looking computer equipment make you pretty sure that Mr Alfonsi likes to spoil her, your impression of Villin not leading you to believe that she bought them for herself. "Thank you <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>. You took me out on such a lovely date I don’t know how I can repay you. Please let you’re collared pet bunny-girl make you happy <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>", says your date demurely, her hands upturned on her thighs. Pleased with her behaviour, you stroke her head affectionately, the bunny-girl humming happily in response. This goes on for a few minutes before you decide to better reward her, retrieving her hairbrush so that you can brush out her long violet hair, Villin almost falling asleep she’s so relaxed from your action.<<else>>Guiding you straight through to her bedroom, Villin sits you down on the bed, snuggling up against you. Glancing around the relatively small space, it’s still pretty, all painted up in a deep purple, not too much different than Villin’s own hair-colour. The place has a very goth/alternative feel to it, band posters and a keyboard covered in dirty clothes making it feel very lived in. Further, the comfy double bed you’re sitting on and the expensive looking computer equipment make you pretty sure that Mr Alfonsi likes to spoil her, your impression of Villin not leading you to believe that she bought them for herself. "Thank you $firstName. That was … um, a really nice date we had today, I’m really glad you took me out. I know that my room isn’t much, but I hope you like it. I’ve got a computer if you want to, you know, watch a movie together. Or, we could … um, do … something else, if you want to I mean", says your date timidly, looking up at you with wide eyes. Pleased with her behaviour, you stroke her head affectionately, your girlfriend humming happily in response. This goes on for a few minutes before you decide to do something nice for her, retrieving her hairbrush so that you can brush out her long violet hair, Villin head resting in your lap as you do so, the bunny-girl almost falling asleep she’s so relaxed from your action.<</if>> Eventually, coming around from her drowsiness a little, Villin begins squirming slowly, rubbing her thighs together conspicuously. Leaning in, you whisper playfully, "Is someone getting a little distracted", a short embarrassed high-pitch noise emanating from the tiny girl in response. The smell of her arousal thick on the air, you can clearly tell that she is desperately in need of some relief, the blushing bunny-girl now hiding her face behind her hands in embarrassment, though the fact that she’s feeling a little humiliated doesn’t seem to have doused her obvious sexual needs. Your own needs also building in response, you decide how to respond. Do you:<<if !visited("Date Villin Doggystyle") && !visited("Date Villin Ride")>> [[Ask Villin if it’s okay for you both to have sex|Date Villin Start Herm Sex]]<</if>><<if !$villinCollared && $submission <= 0>> [[Ask Villin if she’ll become your Submissive|Date Villin Collaring][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<</if>><<if (visited("Date Villin Doggystyle") || visited("Date Villin Ride")) && ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None"))>> [[Fuck Villin doggy style|Date Villin Doggystyle][if($villinRelationship<=95){$villinRelationship += 5;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;}; $timesFuckedPussy += 1]]<</if>><<if visited("Date Villin Doggystyle") || visited("Date Villin Ride")>> [[Ride Villin’s cock|Date Villin Ride][if($villinRelationship<=95){$villinRelationship += 5;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>><<if $villinCollared>> [[Put Villin in bondage and spank her|Date Villin Bondage Spanking][if($villinRelationship<=95){$villinRelationship += 5;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;}; if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;};]]<</if>> [[Have Villin perform oral on you|Date Villin Receive Oral][if($villinRelationship<=97){$villinRelationship += 3;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]] [[Call the date to an end|Date Villin End]]

<<orgasm>>Deciding that you’d like her to perform oral on you, you tell Villin, "If you really want to thank me for our date earlier, then I’d love <<if $penis>>a blowjob<<else>>for you to go down on me<</if>>", your tone playful as you ask her to service you. Giggling happily, the thought of doing something so naughty at your request obviously exciting the already aroused bunny-girl, she smiles and nods, answering, "Yes <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<else>>honey<</if>>". Slipping off of the bed and into a kneeling position before you, Villin waits attentively, her breathing becoming heavier as she gets more and more into what she’s about to do. Pulling yourself forward into a sitting position with your legs spread either side of her, you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>slip out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>slip out of your $currentClothing, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>slip out of your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked<<else>>you run your hands across your thighs, glad that you’re already naked<</if>>. Having now given Villin all the access she needs, with large doe eyes she looks up at you wantonly, waiting for your signal to start. With a nod she dives forth, <<if $penis>><<set $timesYourDickSucked += 1>>affectionately lathering the length of your <<checkPenis>> dick in long licks, the masculine taste being just as amazing as she expected going from the noises she’s making<<else>><<set $timesYourPussyLicked += 1>>affectionately lathering the length of your feminine cleft in long licks, the feminine taste being just as amazing as she expected going by the noises she’s making<</if>>. Not wanting to take things too quickly, she shifts briefly to laying a trail of kisses up from the base of your thigh and all the way up into the joint of your crotch, enjoying the way your shiver and tense under her sensual ministrations. Eventually though, she can’t hold back any longer, her sizable herm cock straining within the confines of her tiny jean shorts, spurring her to once more take up the task of tending to your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>cunt<</if>>. Her tiny mouth going to work, she sucks at it attentively, doing her best to make it an amazing experience for you. All the while, you leave her to her task, not interfering in any way. You try your best not to make any noises, seeing how long you can hold out as a little game, but you’re sure she’s figured that out, your legs trembling either side of her. Seemingly spurred on as she sees that, she even attempts to <<if $penis>>deep throat you a little<<else>>stick her tongue deep into your vagina<</if>>, doing a great job thanks to her previous training and experience. Appreciatively, you run begin to play with her soft fluffy ears, enjoying the soft fur feel beneath your fingertips, evoking a contented purr in return. Earnestly sucking the <<if $penis>>head of your needy cock<<else>>lips of your needy pussy<</if>>, you sense that even with your attempts at great self-control, that you’re still going to cum soon. Wanting it to feel extra pleasurable for you, she pulls back a bit, lapping her inviting tongue against the sensitive <<if $penis>>bulbous head<<else>>underside of your clit<</if>>. Her predictions are correct, as very soon you’re pushed over the edge, running your hands deep into her long violet hair so that she’s entangled in your grasp possessively as you do. Unleashing a torrent of <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> over her face and awaiting mouth, your cute bunny girl girlfriend held in place unable to move out of the way she lets out a little squeal, surprised but not unhappy with your choice. As she begins to lap at your still overly sensitive <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>>, trying to clean you up, you give her a gentle tap on the shoulder to stop. Pulling the tired girl back onto the bed next to you so that she can get some rest, you spoon up to her, cooing, "Good girl", as you kiss the back of her head. You do notice that she’s almost painfully erect from the looks of it, her tiny shorts straining from her huge hard member, however, tired as she is you don’t think it would be a good idea to do much else. "… did I do good …", she whispers dreamily as you cuddle, yawning and squirming just a little, her pert rear and fluffy tail rubbing up against you tantalizingly. And, like this you remain for a while, happy to just be together, napping and snuggling, Villin held protectively in your arms. … Realising that you need to leave soon, you groggily pull yourself up. Taking a moment to get yourself together, you [[prepare yourself to leave|Date Villin End]].

The date coming to an end, you explain to Villin that you sadly need to leave, the bunny-girl resultantly escorts you out of her apartment. Insisting that she wants to walk you back through the staff-filled residential block, she holds onto your hand the entire time, occasionally looking over to you adoringly. The entire journey she very quiet, content to listen to what you have to say and to just enjoy the company, however, she does tell you, with a blush, how much she enjoyed your date together and that she really looks forward to the next one. She also briefly mentions that she’d love for you and her to go see a few specific bands together, that topic practically the only one where her voice gets louder than a shy whisper. As you finally find yourselves out of the residential section, Villin waits patiently until you let go of her hand, not wanting to be the first to break the connection. Wrapping her arms around your waist, you pull her shoulders into you with your own embracing, moving in for a passionate and intimate kiss. Your tongues entwine pleasurably, the kiss going on for quite a while, the cute freckled girl submitting to your actions with a happy moan. Pulling back to take a breath, you can clearly tell that she doesn’t want to stop though is just as out of air as you are, a slight pout curling into the edges of her mouth. Indulging her a little you have one last quick, yet tender kiss, before gently untangling her from you. "I had … I had a really nice time. It was so sweet of you to take me out like that. Please look after yourself, I know how rough it can be to be a trainee here, so please try and avoid trouble for me. If you want to … you know, to come see me or take me out again, then … I’d like that", explains Villin in a hushed and awkward tone, the blush on her face so deep by now that you can’t even make out her freckles. Leaning into you for one last quick hug, she waves you goodbye, nervously heading back to her apartment afterwards. Left along you take a moment to think about how your date went. With your date now finally come to an end, you [[travel back to your room|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($villinRelationship<=95){$villinRelationship += 5;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]].

Taking Villin to an ice cream parlour you’ve spotted in the main recreational hub, you both soon arrive at, "Mr Creamy’s", the cartoon mascot for which is a large muscular man completely naked except for an ice cream cone where his cock would be. Making sure to have properly read the sign it seems all pretty normal other than that, though they do proudly state they’re a subsidiary of ‘Milky’s’ stating that they offer ice cream made from various forms of milk. Ordering for the both of you, you politely ask the waitress to bring you a couple of fizzy drinks and a large sundae to share between you. You sit waiting for a little while, though the service is pretty quick, the humongous ice-cream-based dessert arriving before you expected it to. Covered in bright sparklers, wafers, a little umberala, a few chocolate flakes and straws, and a heaping of assorted syrups, you’re not even sure where to start. The mixing-bowl sized portion comprised of a wide variety of scoop flavours, you start to tackle the insurmountable pudding sitting before the both of you. Joking and laughing, the size of the treat rapidly becomes a running joke between the two of you, the tiny dessert spoons barely making an impact into it. Surprisingly, it doesn’t seem to melt easily, maybe a breakthrough in ice cream technology discovered within the facility, but it doesn’t taste odd or seem to do anything, the ice cream just exactly what you expected, delicious tasting and full of sugar. Stranger still, the tiny bunny-girl you’re sharing it with manages to outpace you, her love for ice cream and desserts in general prompting her to ravage the tasty treat. You don’t know how she manages to fit all that creamy goodness into such a tiny form, but somehow she does, practically vibrating from the combined joy and sugar rush she’s gained from eating it You don’t manage to finish it, not by far, at least half of the immense portion left. Though, talking to the waitress, it seems like that isn’t unusual, the chatty worker even commenting on a prize for couples who can finish the whole serving in under and hour, something you’re unsure you could ever manage, even with Villin’s almost supernatural ability to eat ice cream. Instead, however, you sit around for a while drinking your soft drinks and chatting, having a good time and getting to know each other better. Eventually though, getting a little sleepy, [[Villin suggests you both go back to her apartment|Date Villin Apartment]].

Taking Villin to a bar all the way down on the industrial district of the facility, it takes a while to travel between the floors, the bar itself out of the way even in terms of the industrial floor of the facility. Passing down the grimy hallways filled with pipes, wires and boiler suit wearing maintenance staff, you keep a firm hold of Villin’s hand, pulling her close to you so that she doesn’t feel uneasy from the locale. Strangely, your bunny-girl girlfriend seems to do much better down here than she did back when you met her in the recreational plaza, her issue maybe stemming from there being too many people, or possibly too wide an open area, though you can’t be sure At last arriving at the bar, the sound of live jazz piano music already catching your attention long before you catch sight of the innocuous door, you hurry inside, not wanting to miss the show. Entering, you’re surprised to find that premises interior is extremely roomy and well-kept, the interior warm and comforting like you might expect from an old country pub. The bar is a bit of a warren in and of itself, comprised of lots of little rooms with plush arm chairs and traditional looking wooden fixtures. Finding Villin somewhere comfortable to sit, the venue more of relaxed atmosphere than some sort of rowdy gig, you order a couple of drinks for the two of you, delivering them back just as the main band of the night begins to play. Settled into a warm cubby hole just off of the main room, engulfed in a thick leather sofa next to a stonework fireplace with what looks like a wood burning heater inside of it, you can just about make out the band. They are certainly what you’d expect given the atmosphere of the pub, older gentlemen, playing an eclectic match of instruments between them, including a saxophone player and even someone who does a bit on the harmonica. You do, however, note that they don’t have a singer, completely focussed instead on playing jazz and blues music. Listening to the music, warm and cosy, you both just relax, enjoying the peace of it all, Villin curled up into you. Occasionally commenting on the particular music piece being currently played, as you’d suspected, Villin is not only seemingly a big fan of jazz and blues music, but specifically loves the particular band you’ve brought her out to see, having followed the staff member filled band practically since they started. Going into great detail about the band’s history, gigs and general state, by the time you’ve finished your first drink you think you’ve heard more from Villin than you have during the entirety of your trip here, if not previous dates as well. Eventually though, getting a little sleepy, [[Villin suggests you both go back to her apartment|Date Villin Apartment]].

<<if $roomWait>>On your random wander to pass the time, you decide to take a short detour through the facilities main shopping plaza. There’s no reason you shouldn’t take a quick look at what’s new after all, especially as you’re just going for a walk and walking through the mall still counts as a walk. Smiling at your stunning logic, you decide that checking out the shopping center is a smart use of your time.<<else>>You stride confidently towards your intended destination, taking a short detour through the facilities main shopping plaza on your way. There’s no reason you shouldn’t take a quick look while you’re near, you think to yourself, smiling at how smart you’re being at managing your time.<</if>> That’s when you smell sweets. Lovely tasty sugary sweets. Following your nose, you arrive in front of a small, yet exceedingly pink kiosk, your mouth already beginning to salivate. Displayed before you, you can see a wide array of differing chocolates and sweets, their sumptuous scents each enticing you to investigate them. Deciding that you have a bit of spare time, you stare longingly at the tempting treats, a string of drool hanging from the corner of your mouth, a testament to your desire for them. … Looking up, you spot the stalls owner, a younger looking man, likely just come of age at around eighteen or nineteen, his expression awkward to say the least. His floppy brown hair frames a relatively handsome face, though he’s not exactly buff, more cute than handsome. You momentarily wonder if you’re doing something wrong by loitering next to his candy, though you decide that if he didn’t want people to wait around then he shouldn’t have made it all smell so good, your actions his own fault. "Hey, um, yeah … are you going to buy anything? I just … you’re sort of … you’re sort of drooling on some of the wrapped candy packages and … I sort of need to sell those …", he practically whimpers, his tone uncomfortable and a little squeaky. Though, with his hands beneath the table, you wonder if maybe he has a little crush on you, you’re pretty hot stuff after all. Wondering if you can flirt some free stuff out of him, doing exactly what you should do as a sexy <<if $pronoun == 1>>woman<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>man<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>bimbo<<elseif $vagina>>woman<<elseif $penis>>man<</if>>, you bite your <<checkLips>> bottom lip lustfully. Putting on your best flirty feminine voice, you purr, "Like, but I’m soooo hungry, and your sweets smell super good. Don’t you want to see me lick your … lollipops? If you’re nice to me, then, like, maybe I’ll do something nice for you too babe"<<if $breastSize >2>>, as you do leaning forward and pressing together your <<checkBreast>> boobs invitingly<</if>>. Of course, you don’t really have any intention to do anything in return, the thrill of trying to flirt yourself some free candy too great for the thought of going any further to cross your mind. "Huh … wait, what?", the awkward man responds, his voice breaking amusingly mid-way through, requiring you to resist really hard the instinct to giggle mockingly. "But … huh … I just wanted you to … to stop drooling on my stuff. Would you go if I gave you something for free?", the store owner obviously distracted by your hot body. "Like, I knew you couldn’t resist my charms cutie. But, like, what do you have?", you giggle in response getting a little distracted, your plan to get yourself some treats maybe even more fun than having the candy will. His eyes shifting about as if he’s not sure where to look, he squeakily answers you, "Um … okay! We have a few different … er, options. Here at ‘Bimbo Bites’ we specialize in candy to … for pretty girls. We have a big selection, just take something and please … you know … go after … please". "First we have the Gummy Boobs. They’re a big favourite and are strawberry flavoured gummy candy shaped like breasts, but the twist is the … the nipples are flavoured like raspberries, to give it a little something special. They can be pretty giggly, so you have to hold onto them hard". "Then we have the Rainbow Lollipops. They’re really big, and they last a long time. Overall, they’re pretty normal, with a tutti-frutti flavour, and a favourite of many of our customers. We have had concerns in the past about allergy reactions, mostly lip swelling, but our customers actually like it so we haven’t changed the recipe". "Next we have Big Booty Fudge. It sounds a bit … I know ... at first, but it’s not what you think. It’s a joke you see, the fudge is just shaped like little butts is all. Though, it’s got a lot of sugar in it, so maybe the name is right after all", the clerk laughing at his own joke this time. "We also have the Platinum Liquorice Laces. Not as big a seller as some, because not everyone is a fan of liquorice, but our sort of white and yellow coloured liquorice laces are very tasty. We make them with a combination of lemon and honey, so they are sweet with a bit of a kick to them. Plus, they’re just so long and wavy, I think they look pretty cool". "Finally we have the Good Girl Gingerbread. They’re a new option, but we think they’ll sell well. What they are is gingerbread figures with pink icing, but the twist is that they are shaped like … attractive women. We got some of the ingredients fresh here in the facility, which we were really happy about, and we hope they’ll become one of our best treats. So … erm, please pick something quickly …", finishes the guy, clearly flustered by your charms. You take a moment to think, vaguely remembering that you had something to do, somewhere to be. However, a faint feeling in the back of your mind reminds you that you need to relax and enjoy yourself. Not sure what to do, you look over at the squirming geeky stall owner, his amusing nervousness motivating you to make a decision quickly. Do you: [[Accept the offer and try the gummy boobs|Bimbo Gummy Breasts][$ggp += 100;]] [[Accept the offer and try the large rainbow lollipop|Bimbo Psychedelic Lollipop][$ggp += 100;]] [[Accept the offer and try the big booty fudge|Bimbo Butt Fudge][$ggp += 100;]] [[Accept the offer and try the platinum liquorice laces|Bimbo Platinum Liquorice][$ggp += 100;]] [[Accept the offer and try the good girl gingerbread|Bimbo Good Girl Gingerbread][$ggp += 100;]] <<if $bimboSkill == 3>>Declining the offer just doesn’t seem like a good choice, the hazy pink voice in the back of your mind reminding you just how much you love sweet things.<<else>>[[Decline the offer|Bimbo Decline]]<</if>>

Making your decision, you happily giggle, "I’ll have the some of the boobies please. Tasty tits for me", getting very excited over the boob-based joke you just made, jumping up and down on the spot energetically. Handing you over the packet of gelatinous hooters, you rapidly rip open the packaging, palming one of the jiggly knockers. It’s about half the size of your hand, which is pretty big at gummy candy goes, and the way the fun bag wobbles in your hand you think that the store owner might have been onto something with his comment about them jiggling out of your grasp. Not wanting to give it the chance, you quickly scarf it down, humming loudly as the juicy honker rolls around in your mouth, your cheeks puffing out like a chipmunk due to its size. It tastes great, however, as the jelly chunks begin to roll down your throat you suddenly start to feel an odd stretching sensation within your chest. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to your chest, more specifically you think it’s likely <<if $breastSize ==0>>that you’re growing breasts<<else>>that your boobies are getting even bigger<</if>>. <<if $breastSize <17>>It seems you are right, as, with a loud springing sound before your very eyes you see that your chest is gaining some weight, jiggling outward and bouncing around in a way that’s just too hilarious not to giggle at. Running your hands over them to check them out, you can’t help but moan lewdly, your tits super sensitive to the touch and making you majorly horny. Your soft heaving mounds are a little heavy too, but that’s just the price you pay for having awesome chest pillows. <<if $breastSize <= 21>><<set $breastSize +=10>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 31>><</if>>In the end, you’d guess that they were now about a <<checkBreast>>, the strange candy still causing them to occasionally wobble about as if they had a mind of their own.<<else>>It seems you were wrong though, as your boobs don’t seem to be getting any bigger. Then again, they’re already pretty humongous chest pillows, easily mistakable for beach balls at a distance. They do feel really good though, a quick touch of them causing you to moan lewdly, suddenly feeling majorly horny.<</if>> Seeing your odd reaction, the vender gasps nervously, pulling some cash out of the till which he throws your way, "I’m … that’s not … please leave now ….", his speech failing him as he tries to say something, probably trying to pay you off for a blow-job you giggle to yourself, grabbing the cash. Of course, that’s not part of the game, so sticking your tongue out at him, you turn and run, laughing excitedly all the way. Finally taking your leave, you slowly amble around the shopping plaza, eating the rest of your booby candy. Thinking back on today, you’re rather happy with how things went, having made a bit of money, about 100 G.G.P in total, and gotten some free stuff. Though you did have somewhere to be, didn’t you? Unsure where you're supposed go, or what you're supposed to be doing, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Making your decision, you happily giggle, "I’ll have one of those awesomely cute lollipops please. I just can’t wait to wrap my lips around it and lick it until it’s all finished", getting very excited over the oral-based joke you just made, jumping up and down on the spot energetically. Handing you over one of the giant rainbow swirled lollipops, you rapidly rip open the packaging, staring into the giant swirling pattern. It’s as big as your head, and the way that the colours merge into each other is just psychedelic, making you feel pretty great about your choice. Not wanting to hold back any longer, you stick your tongue out as far as you can, humming loudly as you take a huge lick across the whole of its surface, the tutti-fruti flavour filling your senses. So much so, that you can’t help but wrap your <<checkLips>> lips around one corner of it, suckling it playfully. It tastes great, however, as you pull it back and end up looking once more into the hypnotic swirl of the design you suddenly start to feel kind of odd. It’s just, your head is feeling all smoky and hazy, things just becoming so hard to think about. Simultaneously, a warmth running through your head, lips and to a lesser extent your whole body, makes you a little confused. Wondering if maybe it’s a bad reaction to the treat for the briefest moment, you can’t look away from the entrancing rainbow treat. Then things start to get all swirly and dizzy. Tottering on the spot, wobbling back and forth, you begin to giggle at how fun the strange feeling is. You’re not sure exactly what’s going on, but whatever it is you feel amazing, like you’re on top of the world. Waving your hands about, they eventually land on your face, both your hands and your facial features feeling different, more feminine and delicate maybe, softer to the touch.<<if $lipSize < 3>><<set $lipSize += 1>> That is, accept your lips. Weirdly, your lips in fact seem to have puffed up and become larger, your cute kissers now plumped up into <<checkLips>> lips.<</if>><<if $femininity <=90>><<set $femininity += 10>><<else>><<set $femininity = 100>><</if>> Seeing your odd reaction, the vender gasps nervously, pulling some cash out of the till which he throws your way, "I’m … that’s not … please leave now ….", his speech failing him as he tries to say something, probably trying to pay you off for a blow-job you giggle to yourself, grabbing the cash. Of course, that’s not part of the game, so sticking your tongue out at him, you turn and run, laughing excitedly all the way. Finally taking your leave, you slowly amble around the shopping plaza, slowly licking away the rest of your swirling lollipop. Thinking back on today, you’re rather happy with how things went, having made a bit of money, about 100 G.G.P in total, and gotten some free stuff. Though you did have somewhere to be, didn’t you? Unsure where you're supposed go, or what you're supposed to be doing, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Making your decision, you happily giggle, "I’ll have the some of that ass fudge please. No butts, just candy", getting very excited over the bum-based joke you just made, jumping up and down on the spot energetically. Handing you over the packet of sugary rears, you rapidly rip open the packaging, palming one of the sculpted fudge bottoms. It’s about half the size of your hand, which is pretty big as far as fudge lumps go, and the definition on the bums is pretty awesome, you even spotting a couple of cute dimples on the one you’re holding. Not wanting to resist it any longer, you quickly scarf it down, humming loudly as the firm butt rolls around in your mouth, your cheeks puffing out like a chipmunk due to its size. It tastes great, however, as the chocolatey fudge chunks begin to roll down your throat you suddenly start to feel an odd stretching sensation from your behind. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to your bum. Wondering if maybe it’s getting bigger from all the sugar in your treat, you put your hands on it curiously. <<if $assSize < 5>><<set $assSize +=1>>It seems you are right, as, with a loud springing sound before your very eyes you see that your ass is gaining some weight, jiggling outward and bouncing around in a way that’s just too hilarious not to giggle at. Running your hands over each cheek to check them out, you can’t help but moan lewdly, your ass super sensitive to the touch and making you majorly horny. Your soft rear mounds are a little heavier too, but that’s just the price you pay for having the sort of bum that makes everyone swoon. In the end, you’d say it looked like a <<checkAss>> rear now, the strange candy still causing it to occasionally wobble about as if it had a mind of its own.<<else>>It seems you were wrong though, as your ass don’t seem to be getting any bigger. Then again, it’s already pretty humongous, easily mistakable for you carry around a pair of beach balls back there at a distance. It does feel really good though, a quick touch of your rear cheeks causing you to moan lewdly, suddenly feeling majorly horny.<</if>> Seeing your odd reaction, the vender gasps nervously, pulling some cash out of the till which he throws your way, "I’m … that’s not … please leave now ….", his speech failing him as he tries to say something, probably trying to pay you off for a blow-job you giggle to yourself, grabbing the cash. Of course, that’s not part of the game, so sticking your tongue out at him, you turn and run, laughing excitedly all the way. Finally taking your leave, you slowly amble around the shopping plaza, eating the rest of your booty candy. Thinking back on today, you’re rather happy with how things went, having made a bit of money, about 100 G.G.P in total, and gotten some free stuff. Though you did have somewhere to be, didn’t you? Unsure where you're supposed go, or what you're supposed to be doing, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Making your decision, you happily giggle, "I’ll have the some of those platinum liquorice sticks. There’s something about tasty firm rods I can’t resist", getting very excited over the dick joke you just made, jumping up and down on the spot energetically. Handing you over the packet of lemon and honey liquorice, you rapidly rip open the packaging, pulling out one of the bendy yellow sticks. It’s pretty long, maybe even as long as your arm, but, at the same time not very thick, more ropey strands than chunky tubes. Not wanting to resist it any longer, you quickly scarf it down, humming loudly as you stuff a whole lemon lace into your mouth at once, your cheeks puffing out like a chipmunk due to its size. It tastes great, however, as the first chunks of liquorice begin to roll down your throat you suddenly start to feel an odd sensation in your head, pressure and tension where there previously wasn’t any. A spreading warmth indicates to you that something is happening to your head, though what you can’t tell. Wondering if maybe it’s an allergic reaction you shrug, continuing to chew on your mouthful of sugary goodness as you do so. The first thing you notice is that the warmth is concentrating itself right at the top of your scalp. <<if $hairLength <15>>Trying to catch sight of what’s going on you watch on as your hair begins to lengthen dramatically, growing out from its previous <<checkHair>> length all the way down to now being <<if $hairLength <=10>><<set $hairLength += 5>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 15>><</if>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<else>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<checkHair>><<else>>From the way it tingles, you half expect your hair to grow, however, seeing as it’s already pretty awesomely long it doesn’t seem to have much of a noticeable effect<</if>>. <<if $hairColour != "platinum blonde">>The wave of heat rolling down so it encompasses the entire length of your long luscious locks of $hairColour hair, you watch on in shock as it suddenly shifts into a platinum blonde tone, the exact colour so pretty that you’re lest staring at it transfixed for minutes on end<<set $hairColour = "platinum blonde">><<else>>The way the heat keeps concentrating on your hair, spreading across the entirety of it, you get the impression that it might be trying to change your hair colour, but, looking down at your long luscious locks of hair you see that they remain the super pretty platinum blonde it currently is, something that you’re pretty relieved to see<</if>>. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Seeing your odd reaction, the vender gasps nervously, pulling some cash out of the till which he throws your way, "I’m … that’s not … please leave now ….", his speech failing him as he tries to say something, probably trying to pay you off for a blow-job you giggle to yourself, grabbing the cash. Of course, that’s not part of the game, so sticking your tongue out at him, you turn and run, laughing excitedly all the way. Finally taking your leave, you slowly amble around the shopping plaza, eating the rest of your long strings of lemony candy. Thinking back on today, you’re rather happy with how things went, having made a bit of money, about 100 G.G.P in total, and gotten some free stuff. Though you did have somewhere to be, didn’t you? Unsure where you're supposed go, or what you're supposed to be doing, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Making your decision, you happily giggle, "I’ll have the some of that sexy gingerbread please. She’s so hot it’ll almost be like I’m eating myself … out", getting very excited over the sex-based joke you just made, jumping up and down on the spot energetically. Handing you over the packet of pink iced gingerbread women, you rapidly rip open the packaging, palming one of the sexy bimbo biscuits. It’s a little bigger than the size of your hand, which is pretty big as far a cookie goes, especially one as pink-tastic as this one, and she’s just so detailed, a tiny cute pink dress with lots of frills, heck you can even make out two tiny iced nipples on her rocking boobs. Not wanting to resist it any longer, you quickly chomp down on her sexy boobs, humming loudly as the strawberry iced gingerbread chunk rolls around in your mouth, your cheeks puffing out like a chipmunk due to its size. It tastes great, wonderful even, however, as the sexy bimbo chunks begin to roll down your throat you suddenly start to feel kind of odd. It’s just, your head is feeling all smoky and hazy, things just becoming so hard to think about. Simultaneously, a warmth running through your head makes you a little worried, your forehead feeling like it’s on fire you’re getting so hot. Wondering if maybe it’s a bad reaction to the treat, you put your hands on it curiously, trying your best not to think, something that seems pretty easy all of a sudden. The things start to get all swirly, hypnotically so. Tottering on the spot, wobbling back and forth, you begin to giggle at how fun the strange feeling is, a second voice in the back of your mind joining it. "Good girl! Obeying is fun! Thinking is hard! Sex is for everyone!", it giggles, its happy cheers pretty compelling, the suggestion to let others be in charge making a lot of sense at the moment. Drooling a little, that in of itself funny to you, you proceed to just make loud, "Oooh", sounds, transfixed on the pink light show.<<if $submission <=90>><<set $submission += 10>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>> Seeing your odd reaction, the vender gasps nervously, pulling some cash out of the till which he throws your way, "I’m … that’s not … please leave now ….", his speech failing him as he tries to say something, probably trying to pay you off for a blow-job you giggle to yourself, grabbing the cash. Of course, that’s not part of the game, so sticking your tongue out at him, you turn and run, laughing excitedly all the way. Finally taking your leave, you slowly amble around the shopping plaza, eating the rest of your bimbo gingerbread. Thinking back on today, you’re rather happy with how things went, having made a bit of money, about 100 G.G.P in total, and gotten some free stuff. Though you did have somewhere to be, didn’t you? Unsure where you're supposed go, or what you're supposed to be doing, you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<if $hannahMood >0>><<set $hannahMood -= 1>><</if>>Taking you firmly in hand, the cruel brunette insistently leads you away, her vindictive grin seemingly permanently affixed to her face. Pulled along like a ragdoll, you hear her gloat, "<<if $hannahMood == 0>>Such a badly behaved little baby once more. Not wearing <<if $femininity >=0>>her<<else>>his<</if>> diaper, my precious ickle <<if $femininity >=0>>sis<<else>>bro<</if>> is clearly acting out for attention even after the first time. Only big kids and brats take off their diapers, and you’ve clearly proven to me that you’re a brat now. Well, sweet Hannah is going to show you how the naughtiest of brats get treated by giving you a spanking session you’ll never forget. Oh, I’ve got something especially memorable in mind for you today. Maybe then you’ll wear those padded undies, even if it’s just to avoid ever getting in my bad books as badly as today. Now I hope you’re going to be apologetic for being so naughty<<else>>I thought I expected better of you $firstName, that you’d learned after the first time. I even thought that maybe you’d learned your place already. Not wearing <<if $femininity >=0>>her<<else>>his<</if>> diaper, my precious little <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>> is obviously crying out for attention. Well, only big kids and brats take off their diapers, and you’re certainly not a big kid so I guess that means I’ll have to treat you like a brat. Now, your big sister Hannah is going to make sure you’re a good little baby by giving you a spanking session you’ll never forget. Oh, I’ve got something especially memorable in mind for you today. Maybe then you’ll make sure to wear those padded undies, for me. Now I hope you’re going to be apologetic for being so naughty<</if>>". <<if $submission >= 0>>Squeaking a worried, "Sorry Hannah, I really didn’t mean it, can’t you just give me a normal spanking", in response, worried about what her special surprise is, you hope that your compliance will soften your mean ‘big sister’, even if it’s just slightly. Of course, by now you know better than to truly expect any mercy from Hannah.<<else>>Grunting a rushed, "I’m not apologising … but, maybe I’m a bit sorry", in response to your mean ‘big sister’, so distracted by your worry about her special surprise that you’re pulled slightly off your feet in the process by her rapid pace. Of course, by now you know that regardless of what you answer, you can’t truly expect any mercy from Hannah. That said, maybe sucking up to her a little might help.<</if>> Laughing at your response and picking up the pace, Hannah eventually pulls you into a crowded atrium, the way she slows down making you nervous, the possibility that she’s going to spank you so publicly making you anxious and already embarrassed. Shaking and not wanting to go, she leads you over to a bench, making sure to make as much noise as she can as she does, drawing more than a few stares from the passing bystanders. Unceremoniously dragged across her lap, you can’t help but let an unhappy wail, your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> pressed uncomfortably against the bench. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Not giving you time to recover, with some precision, as if she’s practiced these efforts before, Hannah parts and rearranged your $currentClothing, giving her unimpeded access to your behind.<<else>>Not giving you time to recover, she runs her hands down your distracted form, seemingly appreciative of your lack of clothing.<</if>> As your <<checkAss>> bottom, clad in <<if $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>your $currentUnderwear<<else>>nothing, completely bare to the world,<</if>> waves temptingly in the air, about to receive its just reward, you’re sure you hear a distinct murmur of absolute joy. "Now, I’m a very loving and caring big sister, but I don’t think you appreciate just how great of one I am. In a moment I’m going to give you 20 spanks as your punishment for not wearing your diaper. However, before we get to that, you’re going to thank me for everything I do for you. Not just that, but you’re going to do it loudly and sincerely, so that everyone can hear", explains Hannah condescendingly, savouring the moment as she pins you with one delicate arm to her lap. Turning your head to look up at her, you mumble quietly, "No, Hannah, you don’t need to, I’ll be good", hoping your last-ditch effort might be successful. But, when a cacophonous slap lands upon your behind, you begin to regret your failed plan. Calling out loudly in a sing-song voice, Hannah laughs, "That didn’t sound like a thank you at all. You might be a big baby, but I know perfectly well that you’ve learned how to be good mannered, even if you have to be motivated to do so. That’s why I’m going to keep spanking you until you do. Of course, these don’t go onto your total, so you’re just making it worse for yourself, but it’s fun for me so I don’t mind you holding out", another spank landing on the other cheek, Hannah proving to you that she isn’t joking. A small gathering of people wandering over to watch your humiliation, you decide that prolonging things more than you need to is a dumb plan, Hannah unyielding, especially when it comes to punishments. As such, you respond in a loud voice, not wanting her to punish you for being too quiet either, "Please big sis! Please give me my spanking! I’ve been really bad and you’ve been so nice, I totally deserve this and it’s all my fault, just please give me my spanking!", a few laughs breaking out across your onlookers but less than there could have been if you’d delayed. "Hmph, well I suppose that’s a good show of appreciation. I mean, you didn’t say thank you, but you did plead with your big sis to spank you, so I that is close enough, this time. You know those two spanks don’t count right? So you’ve got 20 left to go through? I’m going to make sure they’re super extra stingy so that maybe this time you remember your lesson and don’t have to get punished again, because you were still naughty after last time. Though maybe so many people seeing how naughty a baby you are will finally give you the attention you needed", lectures Hannah rhetorically and loudly, clearly enjoying having an audience. Thud, goes the first strike, a cheer breaking out from the slowly growing crowd, the pain and humiliation making you yelp pitiably. Thud! Thud! Thud! Strike after strike rains down, merciless and unyielding. This time even the first strikes are painful, your butt already slightly tenderized by her establishing blows. Especially with Hannah trying to outdo herself with each one, your poor behind begins to sting uncomfortably in a very short amount of time. As she continues, your bum aches from the ferocity of the strikes, the mean trainee making sure to strike the spots again and again to compound your pain and discomfort. Worse, the gathering of onlookers is loving every moment of it, mocking your plight whilst simultaneously goading Hannah on to be even rougher, if that can be believed. However, as the punishment continues things only get more terrible. The loud sound of your poor behind being punished rings heavily in your ears, and a reactionary heat now flows through each cheek, leaving you off-balance and confused, your world a stinging torrent of smacks. But truly worst of all, the continued pain and humiliation is making you incredibly aroused. Beneath you, your <<if $penis>>cock is rock hard and drooling pre-cum<<else>>cunt is drooling wet<</if>>, threatening to dribble over Hannah’s yoga pants, the result of which you don’t want to even think of. <<if $submission >0>>Unable to maintain your composure, you kick your legs and cry, wailing for mercy the peanut gallery just finding more amusement from this. Your tear and snot streaked face contorting on every painful contact.<<else>>You just about manage to maintain your composure, not wanting to give the mean girl the satisfaction of seeing you cry from your punishment. That is, until one of the onlookers shouts that you’re a, "Big cry baby!", the relatively mild insult in your weakened state being just enough to tip you over the edge into kicking your legs and crying, snot and tears streaked across your face from the degrading painful contact.<</if>> Giving your heavily tenderized bottom a quick squeeze, Hannah leans down and whispers in your ear, "All done! But, before I’m fully done you’re going to thank me once more and tell all these lovely people how much you enjoyed what I just did to you, because we both know that you loved every moment of it. So, unless you want me to start all over again, or maybe even let one of them have a go at disciplining you, then you’d better start grovelling quickly, my precious little <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>>". Whilst it’s sometimes hard to tell, the ferocity of her tone catches you, making you feel especially small and ultimately sure that she’s telling the truth. "I’m so sorry everyone!", you wail loudly, not entirely acting after the thorough spanking you just received, snot still drying on your top lip, "I was bad … I didn’t … I didn’t wear my diaper when I should have! But my big sister Hannah looks after me and she punished me like I deserved. She’s the best big sister, and I’m very thankful that she cares about me enough to … to make sure that I’m properly diapered …", your sobs momentarily returning, the crowd hanging onto your every word as if it’s the most entertaining thing they’ve seen in months. Patting you on the head condescendingly, you lean into the comfort she provides, not caring if it’s fake or not. As she does, Hannah loudly announces, "See everyone, so well behaved, I couldn’t ask for a better baby <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>>. I mean, <<if $femininity >=0>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> a brat and a squirmer, but you know, I’m willing to put the time in to make sure <<if $femininity >=0>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> given the attention <<if $femininity >=0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> needs. I’m sure, now that all you fine folks have seen <<if $femininity >=0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> being punished that the little baby will remember to wear their diaper. Otherwise big sis Hannah will have to think up an even bigger punishment than even this. For now though, I think <<if $femininity >=0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> can go. But, not before you give me a big thankyou hug goodbye", the girl helping you off her lap, thankfully this time does not notice your arousal, too wrapped up in her energetic gloating to the gathering of people. Your bum throbbing with ache, likely red and swollen from its mistreatment, you tentatively stand up, letting out a small pained sigh. Knowing there isn’t any escape, you give the girl her hug, hoping that will end things for now, the crowd going wild when you do. Making a hasty retreat, pushing your way through them, you leave Hannah where she sits, the last thing you see of her she’s still talking to the group who viewed your punishment, giving out tips from the sounds of it. Pain and heat still radiating from your behind, the crimson blush of humiliation making you feel much worse, you take a deep breath to center yourself, wondering if there might be some way to get her to stop. Maybe you could even find someone who could help you deal with the mean brunette. Then again, maybe you’re kind of getting attached to the mean girls attention? <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

<<if $hannahMood <2>><<set $hannahMood += 1>><</if>>Following behind her, it’s only a moment before Hannah turns and takes your hand <<if $hannahMood == 1>>roughly, giggling to herself in a way that you’re sure doesn’t bode well for your future<<else>>softly, stifling a laugh to herself in a way that gives you the impression she has something mean planned<</if>>. She doesn’t actually say anything, but she certainly has a plan in mind, dragging you along as she heads to wherever it is she plans to go. Stopping finally in a corridor near a dormitory section you’ve never been to before, Hannah turns to you, the action so sudden you almost collide into the cruel brunette. "We’re almost there, so now I’ve gotta tell you the next fun part. You’ve been <<if $hannahMood == 1>>an alright baby<<else>>a good little<</if>> <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>>, so I’ve got a special present for you. You only get to borrow it for now though". Gulping nervously, you watch on as she pulls a bundle of pink cloth out of her bag and shoves it in your direction. Whispering a quiet, "Thank you Hannah", as you take the offered collection, becoming more worried by the moment, you carefully unfurl it, getting your first look at the ‘present’ Hannah has given you, at least for now. It’s very … pink, even more so than you first thought. It’s also very lacey and puffy, over the top you’d say if asked by anyone other than Hannah. For a second you wonder if maybe she’s carrying it around for herself, but however funny that may be, you don’t think that’s the truth. Instead, when you spot the embroidered, "Big Baby!", across the chest, you’re pretty sure she must have had it made especially for you. Worse, there’s even a frilly matching baby bonnet that reminds you a little too much of a maid’s headdress, making the embarrassing outfit complete. Grinning to the side, Hannah seems to decide you’ve had enough time examining the dress and that you should instead start to put it on. Starting by <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>manhandling you out of your $currentClothing, enjoying stripping you naked just a little too much<<else>>turning over the dress in her arms, enjoying keeping you naked just a little too much<</if>>, Hannah begins rolling up the dress to put it on you. Putting your arms up to make it easier for her, not wanting to cause a fuss, the pink monstrosity is soon engulfing you, the heavy ruffles barely held in check by a multitude of bows and buttons that Hannah harshly fastens around you, sealing you inside. As you crinkle about, trying to get your bearings in the awkward outfit, Hannah fusses over you, smoothing sections out, fluffing the bows out, and just generally preening over you. "Don’t pout", she tuts playfully, "I only had the one dress and I think you look adorable in it. Maybe I’ll even take some pictures later, that way we can both remember this moment for a very long time. But, if you behave especially cute for me then maybe I’ll forget all about that … guess you’ll just have to keep me … entertained", the imposing girl explaining all of this as she tightly ties the garish bonnet over your head. Unsure exactly how you look lacking a mirror, but pretty sure it’s humiliating enough to mortify you, your ‘big sister’ doesn’t give you time to dwell on matters too long, shoving you through a nearby doorway with little concern for your embarrassed squeals. "Hey girls, this is my snot-nosed little <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>> $firstName. <<if $femininity >=0>>She’ll<<else>>He’ll<</if>> be serving us tea today for a while before I let <<if $femininity >=0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> go. If the big baby is rude to any of you or causes you any trouble, then feel free to punish <<if $femininity >=0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> as much as you want to", Hannah giggles towards a small group of girls sitting around a table, the shock of being seen as you are taking you a moment to get over, leaving you in a stunned silence. Taking in everything before you, left for a few seconds at least to gather your senses as Hannah and her friends snicker amongst themselves at your nervous disposition, you glance over the room and the people within it. The room itself is a bit surprising, at least when you think of it within the context of Hannah. It’s very … girly. A sort of pastel pink and white tea room, the center of which is dominated by a doily covered table. Other than the main table and the chairs around it, the only other real furniture, aside from a small seating area to one side, is a long side table filled with delicate finger foods, cups, saucer, and a large porcelain teapot. Meanwhile, sitting around the main table you count three people in total. The first, a blonde with a short bob haircut is maybe the most eye catching, her outfit out of place in comparison to the others, a superior smug look constantly smeared across her face. Wearing a pair of tracksuit bottoms and a slightly sweaty plain white tank top that shows off her D-Cup breasts, you get the impression that she might have just come from working out in a gym and has made little effort for their meetup. Thinking for a moment, you wonder what her lack of effort hygiene could mean, the girl even more sloppily dressed than Hannah, who despite wearing her usual pink hoodie and yoga pants, has at least made an effort with tying off her ponytail with a cute pink ribbon. The next girl, however, seems to have really taken to the tea party theme, her dress much more ornate. In fact, you’d almost say it looked a lot like your own, just in a black and white theme and considerably longer to the point that it goes all the way down to her ankles. Still, she seems to be in good spirits, a large smile painted across the pretty brunettes’ face, her skin tone making you think that she might be of Indian heritage. Finally, you take stock of the last girl, a sleepy looking golden-blonde haired beauty in a sexy maid costume that hides very little. Though, from looking the quiet and currently yawning girl over, you get the impression that she might just be lazy, her long hair slightly tangled and matted, whilst her outfit looks very quick to throw on, even if it is in keeping with the them. Still, you know you’re not going to be left standing around gawping forever. It doesn’t take too long before [[Hannah starts trying to get your attention subtly|Travel To ABDL Hannah Happy Humiliate End]].

<<set $preAuction.voluntary = true>><<set $ggp += 1000>>Selecting the option to be sent to auction in your room tablet, Alice the facility monotonously states in response, "Thank you trainee $firstName for selecting to be voluntarily sent to final slave processing. For doing so you have allotted 1000 G.G.P as a parting gift for usage during the limited time you have left within the facility. Guards have been mobilized to come collect you at their earlies convenience for transport. I truly hope you have a bright future ahead of you". Whilst her voice is as robotic as ever, you’re sure you catch the briefest glimmer of emotion concealed in her words, a hint of pride in her successful charge. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GuardSmall.png]]</div> It’s not five minutes before your door wooshes open, a pair of large black body-armour clad guards standing in the entryway. "Trainee, come with us, we’ve been tasked with bringing you to see Director Stein", the terse nature of the command lost a little in the muffling caused by the thick gleaming full-face helmet. Taking one last look around your bedroom during your time on the trainee program, you sigh a little, nervous over your impending auctioning. Of course, you know better than to leave the two hulking brutes waiting, offering a quiet, "Yes sir", as you approach. Falling into line one on either side of you, like they might be your personal body guards, the pair begin walking, expecting you to keep up with them. Travelling through your dormitory atrium, they guide you into a lift. A short and uneventful lift later, you end up in a section of the facility you’ve never been in before, a particularly drab and not necessarily well-maintained set of corridors, pealing paintwork on the walls making you uneasy. You try to figure out if this is some sort of trick, but, covered as they are, you can’t make out what mood the two figures are in. Eventually, however, you arrive at a door with a frosted glass window pane, the name, "Director Stein (3)", emblazoned across it. The room they lead you to is remarkably a small, drab, and grey, certainly not what you’d expect after their previous indicator that the owner was a facility director. The main feature, right in front of you, is a relatively innocuous desk manned by an officious looking man in a business suit. His short stature, and glasses, do nothing to make the man any less intimidating as he watches you menacingly over the rim of his coffee cup. Though, that might be in part due to your uneasiness over your uncertain future. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SteinLarge.png]]</div> "Thank you for coming in today, <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Mr<</if>> $secondName, I hope your travel to my office has been a pleasant one", his point about your arrival more aimed at the two guards escorting you, as if he’s trying to read their helmet hidden reactions. Waving them away, dismissing them, you’re not sure what conclusion he came to, but whatever it was you’re now left alone with him. Waiting for them to completely depart and close the door behind them, he continues cordially, "My name is Mr Stein, one of the management staff here at ‘The Repurposing Center’. By and large I handle situations regarding the auctioning of highly valuable, fully trained slaves, making sure that all the legal requirements are met. You are a valuable asset, so it’s important that everything regarding your sale is handled diligently and with finesse. Therefore, in a moment I’m going to start explaining the procedure to you. I don’t expect you to respond, but if you have something extremely pressing to mention I am willing to hear it. There will, however, be a question and answer period after I’m finished, so please leave more minor queries until then". His voice slightly monotone, like you might expect of a particularly dry history teacher, the man takes a moment to sip his drink, his worn-out expression showing at least a little attempt at trying to comfort you. "It seems that you’ve been brought into auction at your own request, hopefully because you believe you have reached the pinnacle level of training this facility can offer. For your cooperation you have been awarded 1000 G.G.P which should by now have been credited to your account, the value of which in your final hours at the facility I will explain to you in a moment. Regardless of whether you were a resistant trainee or one who has excelled during your time with us, it’s imperative that you cooperate as fully as possible over the upcoming auction process and all the build-up prior to it". You open your mouth to comment but are unsure what to say, only offering an understanding nod. With the first smile you’ve seen on his face since you’ve met him, Stein continues, "Good. Now is the time for listening, not for talking, but it’s nice to see that you’re paying attention. You see, whilst you might not currently understand the importance of your upcoming role as a slave, it is in the end that, important. Whilst you do not need to know the full motives of this facility, it should be enough to comprehend that far more important to us than financial renumeration is the connections we create with the influential and elite of society. It is therefore beneficial for all parties involved for you to be sold to the best owner you can entice. Though, the truth is generally if you’re purchased for a high price you’re likely to be kept as a pampered pet, so ensuring that you reach a high final price is also something to keep in mind". "There are a few other things to go over before we get into the exact details of your auction preparations, the most pressing of which I’ll go over now. Firstly, it’s entirely possible that you’ve attracted the attention of a member of staff within the facility or someone who holds similar levels of professional privilege. If that’s the case, then there is the chance that one of two things may occur momentarily. The first is that they will be notified of your auctioning, with the facility matching whatever funds they bid, in effect meaning that they’re purchasing you at half price. The second case, which is much rarer, is that you’ve been bought outright by an outstandingly high bid or through the influence of a major executive board member". "The next major facet of the auctioning process that I need to explain to you now, is that of your G.G.P’s. You see, all Repurposed Trainee’s are given the opportunity post bidding to alter the final outcome of the bids. We’re not heartless here at ‘The Repurposing Center’, and we’ve found that over years of operation we hear better yearly check-in reports from owners when their slaves had some minor influence on the choosing process. That’s why we allow slaves to cash in their remaining G.G.P at the end of the process as if it were currency to add onto any final bid, with the same previous deal for facility staff applying. Lucky for you that you’ve come into additional funds by voluntarily coming to me today, but, there may be some additional chances during pre-auction processing to get yourself a few last-minute points if you’re especially well-behaved, so worth keeping up that good behaviour". "That’s all the basics I feel necessary to explain out of the way. There’s certainly more, but I can carry on with outlining the pre-auction processing after we’ve gotten everything squared away first. It’s just a formality you must understand, as we currently own you in no uncertain terms, however, for the records department I must ask you to please sign your consent to your auctioning and subsequent sale. Doing so will award you with 500 G.G.P, which, as just explained still has some limited value to you in your final day or so here in the facility", the short yet imposing man finally finishes, getting another sip of his drink to soothe his throat after his prolonged speech. Pulling a tablet computer from behind him, he places it on the table in front of you. Looking down at it, you see some sort of contract, however, the text is just too small to properly make out. Mr Stein doesn’t seem the sort to joke, or even to attempt to trick you, something about his demeanour giving you the impression that he doesn’t need to, the man maybe even more influential than he’s let on. Further, if what he says about the facility points is true, then maybe getting some more of them last minute might be to your benefit. But, in the end you need to make a decision whether to sign the document or not. Do you: [[Sign the tablet|Auction Introduction Sign][$ggp += 500; $preAuction.signed = true; if($submission <= 90){$submission += 10;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Refuse to sign the tablet|Auction Introduction Do Not Sign][$preAuction.signed = false; if($submission >= -90){$submission -= 10;}else{$submission = -100;};]]

Brought through further slightly dishevelled corridors by Mr Stein, the older bespectacled admin, tries to make small talk with you, mostly about your time in the facility. He seems to be trying to keep you calm more than anything, though it’s hard to tell as the man has a constant air of being heavily overworked about him. Despite everything, it’s nice that he’s trying at least, though you can’t help but be curious at the remarkably out-dated look of your surroundings. Plucking up your courage, you state in a casual tone, "One thing I’ve noticed is that, well, this end of the facility seems a lot less lavishly decorated", hoping he takes the bate and gives you the answers you seek. Not really seeming to mind, Mr Stein replies in his usual weary voice, "Oh, yes. Well it just didn’t seem worth the expenses. We don’t really have a massive amount of traffic down here, and what visitors we do have are staff or trainees, so there was never really a need to make it look impressive. Though, part of the reason is my fault really", taking a pause, maybe with a hint more emotion behind it, he continues, "I’m somewhat a creature of habit, and I didn’t really want the hassle of swapping offices, so everyone has worked around my requests. This is, technically, one of the oldest areas in the facility, back from when we were just a testing facility. However, all the necessary equipment is here, and it seemed a waste to just wall it up like so much of the outdated wings, so I was rather stubborn about wanting to keep using this area. I guess I’m just a curmudgeon, but they humour me … not that they’ve got too much choice". You want to inquire further, especially after his last statement, not fully grasping his station within the internal hierarchy, but as he comes to a stop you get the feeling you’ve arrived at the testing room. Indeed, passing through a small slightly better kept atrium area, a receptionist desk manned by a tired looking worker, you’re quickly ferried through a pair of double doors marked as, "Trainee Examination Room". Two voices break the silence, chatting amongst themselves, the voices feeling strangely familiar to you. Surveying the room itself, you seem to have ended up in something akin to an operating theatre, very sterile and clinical. A large metal table in the center dominates the room, seams upon its surface give you the impression it might configure in some way. Meanwhile, the two voices seem to be connected to a pair of people wearing lab coats, though as they currently stand with their backs to you passing medical instruments between themselves it’s hard to get a good look at them. "And here we are", announces your officious tour guide, slowly guiding you over to the metal slab which he taps on, looking at you expectantly before he continues, "Dr Byrd and Dr Hewitt are one of the most effective duos’ I have under my scrutiny. They’ll be covering your initial examination and some early testing. I expect you be as accommodating as possible regarding their requests, and in turn if I hear of any impropriety from them I’ll be equally aggrieved. I’ll be back in an hour or two to help you continue your transitional period, so I’ll see you then". Giving you a polite nod, a couple more nods aimed towards the doctors, though you’re unsure which is which, Mr Stein beats a hasty retreat, the man likely very busy. Hopping up to sit on the table, you’re left with the two doctors. Giving them both a more extensive look over, you see that one of them is an older looking brunette woman with a light brown skin tone, possibly of Indian origin, though it’s difficult to tell at a glance, her hair tied off neatly in a short ponytail. The other, also a brunette, is the more masculine of the pair, though not by much, his physique rather unimpressive. A younger male doctor, he gives off a much more anxious vibe than his partner, though they both appear to be suitably comfortable in their jobs. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ByrdLarge.png]]</div> The woman approaching first, albeit somewhat slowly, a patch on her lab coat lapel identifying her as Dr Byrd, she takes a moment to stare at you appraisingly before getting within your reach. Smiling, though her smile not fully reaching her eyes, she greets you cordially, "Hello, I’m Dr Byrd and my associate is Dr Hewitt. As the more experienced of the two of us, I’ll be conducting the bulk of your examinations, though Hewitt will likely cover some parts of it. I’m of the understanding that you’re already appraised of the situation, though not necessarily on the exacts of it all, so I’ll try and keep repetition to a minimum. All I desire right now is for you to be undressed for me so that we can go a quick appraisal on your body, after which I’ll run you through the full-body scanner". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/HewittLarge.png]]</div> Approaching a few steps behind her, Dr Hewitt smiles at you a lot more jovially, though he seems like he might be a little nervous about talking to you, his voice both slightly whiney and wavering simultaneously. Still, he seems to be trying, adding to his associate’s previous statement, "Don’t panic. We’re just making sure you’re as fit and healthy as possible. There’s always a worry, given all the contact you’ve had, that it’s possible you’ve been given faulty mods. That or that someone has taken liberties with you and been way too rough. If that’s the case, then we have a fully documented record and we can deal with it appropriately, getting you the help you need, amongst other things. I’m not sure if that’s the experience you’ve had in the main facility, but down here in the Catacombs we try our best to ensure the best for our patients. It’s kind of a holdover from when this place was just the Tombstone, though that’s before my time". Dr Byrd seems to be mildly irritated by his interruption, especially around the later parts, though she keeps a professional silence in her response, limiting her annoyance to giving him a glare that he seems to completely miss. However, your curiosity peaked, you can’t help but ask, "Catacombs? Tombstone?", turning the names over in your mind, the connotations with death not missing your notice. "Yeah, those are the names us staff stationed in these parts call them. The Catacombs is named because we’re down in the basement, pretty far underground to my understanding. They’re pretty much the oldest wing here, given that the processing center and the old training rooms were the first parts built. A sort of off the grid private slaving facility in a bunker, back before they introduced the trainee program, when this was all a hush hush government sponsored behind closed doors sort of affair. Anyway, they kept adding to the old stuff, converted the early training rooms, and now we have the Catacombs. Sprawling and confusing, and pretty much all in need of a fresh coat of paint". Continuing his story, seemingly enthralled in getting to show off his knowledge regarding his workplaces history, he adds, "Meanwhile, the Tombstone is what we call the up top section of this place. It was built after the Catacombs and was mainly research focused. They say, back in the day, that the Tombstone covered more ground than the Catacombs and this place was way more research focused", Dr Hewitt adding in a conspiratorial tone, "Though others say that they had a top secret research wing down in the Catacombs way before they even opened up the slave business end of things". On this note, the awaiting Dr Byrd finally seems to have reached her boiling point, blocking the space between you and the rambling Dr Hewitt. "That’s enough! We don’t need a history lesson, especially one that presents our esteemed facility in such scandalous terms. Finish it up without all the cloak and dagger, hidden villain lair fantasies, and do it quickly. I really want to get done before he gets back, or you know it’s both our heads that’ll roll". Thoroughly chastised, seemingly deflating with a nervous twitch, the friendly male doctor says, "O…ookay. I … erm, I was saying. Oh, yes, I was saying that we called this building the Tombstone. It got the nickname because it was a big grey windowless slab of a building. These days though, it’s all factored into the rest of the facility sprawl, so it’s no longer on its own. But, we have very few interconnecting sections, so we still like to think of ourselves as rather independent. More self-sufficient than other staff groups". Good. Now, unless you want to start showing off the places blueprints to the potentially troublesome patient we have, then I think it’s about time they got examined and you started doing your job", she chides once more, though this time she’s much less aggressive in her tone. Of course, you understand perfectly what that’s the signal for, the question is whether you want to go along with their instructions. Do you: [[Follow their instructions|Auction Processing Accept Remove Clothes][$ggp += 100; $preAuction.compliant= true; if($submission <= 95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Resist against their instructions|Auction Processing Resist Remove Clothes][$preAuction.compliant= false; if($submission >= -90){$submission -= 10;}else{$submission = -100;};]]

Deciding to sign the tablet, unsure if you really have a choice anyway, the additional points an added benefit too, you pick up the tablet. Looking up to Mr Stein, you <<if $preAuction.voluntary>>answer, "I’ll sign the documents, sir"<<else>> try to answer him but are still unable to<</if>>, quickly turning your attention back to the tablet in front of you. Signing your way through the various highlighted spots with an awkward plastic stylus, your signature practically unrecognizable, you only catch brief fragments of the text. Running through it quickly, not wanting to keep the daunting manager waiting longer than necessary, you see that most of the sections seem sensible. Bold and underline sections cover matters such as your agreement that you were properly cared for, disagreement with which it notes would lead to your, "… extensive interrogation by staff under the employ of The Repurposing Center …". In fact, a general theme running across many of the clauses, is the statement that ‘lies’ filed against the facility are punishable by long term imprisonment or involuntary indefinite slavery, the statement by Stein earlier about the form being a formality striking you as more truthful by the moment. You’ve just signed a section and are quickly skimming the contents, something about, "… agreement to medication the facility feels necessary …", likely health and safety jargon, when the official takes the data slate away from you, a grin on his face. "That’s perfect. Everything is in order now and we can progress without issue. For your <<if $preAuction.voluntary>>continued cooperation, a good sign for your future if ever there was one<<else>>cooperation, as good a time to start as any and an act that should not go without reward<</if>>. As such, you have been credited with 500 G.G.P to your account, the value of which I have explained in detail previously. With all that business out of the way, I can finally get around to explaining the procedure for your final processing, the total of which will take about 24 hours to complete". Stowing the tablet once more out of sight, the man continues, "You must be rather on edge by <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Mr<</if>> $secondName, an understandable state to be in. After all, <<if $preAuction.voluntary>>even if you did come here voluntarily today, your time in the facility may have been a traumatic one<<else>>you were dragged out of your bed, awakening naked in a strange location<</if>>, not to mention the general anxiety that courses through slaves awaiting to find out what their future will entail. That’s why, here at The Repurposing Center, we try and slow proceedings down and give you the time to properly come to terms with everything that’s happening. It’s not entirely altruistic on our part, the delay partly so we can arrange for valued and influential citizens to be informed of your upcoming sale, ensuring the best possible outcomes for all parties involved. It does, however, have the added benefit of letting you acclimate to the situation, giving us the time to sit down with professionals to get you in the right frame of mind, along with making you as presentable as manageable". "In a moment, we’re going to leave this room and I’m going to walk you down to our out-going slave medical wing. We need to get a proper reading of just what state your health is in before we transfer your ownership, all very standard legal matters. Our records are good in general, but we like to get a last opinion on matters, the medical logs being part of your auction profile. During this process you’ll be getting a full-body physical just like you’d expect from any normal doctor, if not a little more thorough, though it will be a little different in that we test for a few things that are more unusual. Mostly, we need to document sexual responsiveness, genital wear and tear, and related muscle states. However, a lot of these matters are entirely optional and your decision whether to agree to. Though, if I may be blunt, not having your sexual statistics on your auction profile will likely not be beneficial to you". Nodding along, not hearing anything too out of the ordinary to your expectations, the director continues, "After that, we run a couple of more general tests, including giving you the time to sit with a professional psychotherapist to help you relax. The tests aren’t anything to worry about, though it’s once again important to take them seriously, potential buyers will read about your results from them in your auction documents, and they can seriously swing opinion from them. Mid-way through testing you’ll likely be sent to get some rest, during which time you’ll have opportunity to socialize with other slaves in similar situations to yourself, however, as we also do resale on high-value slaves you might meet some new faces too. The rooms are of the highest quality, and we spare no expense to ensure you’re all feeling as pampered and well-looked after as we are able to, somewhat of a thank you for all your hard work". "After one last sleep in our facility, and the finalization of your general tests, you’ll then have until the evening to wait, as our high-value auctions are much more successful at night as a bit of an event for all those involved. Up until then we offer, at the cost of a minor amount of facility currency, a number of services to help you relax and enjoy yourself in preparation. Such services include; an onsite private slave spa, a five-star slaves only restaurant worked by award winning chefs, and rentable sex high-class sex slaves, amongst others. We also have a number of free services and facilities available, ranging from games rooms to media centres, the point of which being to keep you happy and relaxed in the run-up to your sale" <<if $preAuction.voluntary>>Curious on why they’d go to such an expense as what he’s describing, not sure if it’s some sort of play, you politely ask, "If I may ask, why put so much effort and resources in providing luxury services to slaves you’re about to sell?", the confusion evident in your voice. Taking a moment to gather his thoughts, the bespectacled man answers, "<<if $submission >=50>>I suppose I can confide in you that information. You’ve proven so far to be a diligent and obedient slave, seemingly coming to terms with their new status incredibly well. The reason why we pamper you so much is that you are very important to us, as I pointed out earlier. We desire for you to be sold to someone of great importance within our society so that you can … help influence them into being more sympathetic to us and our interests. If you want to think about it more formally, in our minds we consider you to be a diplomat of sorts, and a very skilled one at that. Your presence as the consorts of powerful figures helps ensure our plans succeed and prosper, a pair of eyes and ears in every major business and institution, a gentle guiding hand in line with the goals of the Singularity Project. Though, I think I’ve said too much, enough to say, growing a close bond with your owner should be your priority, there’s little else you need to be concerned with<<else>>I’m not sure if I can trust you with the exact reasoning, but seeing as you’re being inquisitive I suppose I can tell you part of it. Suffice to say, we very much value your contribution to our endeavours and wish to properly convey that to you in your final hours with us. You cannot comprehend the importance of your role in matters<</if>>. Regardless of what you think of us, we will be keeping a close eye on your treatment and will ensure that you’re not mistreated. If everything goes to plan, then your future will be a very bright one".<<else>>Curious as to why they’d go to such expense, but unable to talk, you sit in silence, a look of confusion on your face that he doesn’t seem to wish to answer.<</if>> "Anyway, after that when evening comes you’ll eventually be collected for the auction. You’ll be taken to get cleaned up and dressed, and then put on display for a couple of hours. Potential owners will want to spend some time with you, ask you a few questions, maybe have a little touch her or there, though nothing too extensive. They’ll spend some time deliberating their possible choices, at which point we’ll run the auction. You’ll wait around in a room off to one side until you’re called up on stage, at which point the live auction for you will occur. Due to the reputations of the various bidders, we don’t have a holding period, as such you’ll be available for collection immediately after the final slave has been auctioned. At which point, you’ll be your new owner’s property, and will likely be taken off of the premises with them as they leave, ready to start your new life". Taking another sip of his drink, his brow furrowed thoughtfully, he finishes, "That is, I believe, everything. At least for now. Now, after I’ve finished my drink, I’m going to stand, and together we’re going to leave my office and make our way to the outgoing slave medical examination wing as I explained previously. I’ll see you a couple of times over the course of your processing, I do like to keep an eye on our assets to ensure they meet their full potential, but generally you’ll have a very long and tiring day ahead of you, so try to relax when you have the opportunity and enjoy yourself when you can. Good luck". True to his word, he finishes his cup of whatever he’s drinking, giving you a little less than a minute or so to process everything in silence. His business with you complete for now, Mr Stein get’s up from behind his desk, dusting himself off before turning to you. With a somewhat friendly but certainly authoritative gesture which brooks no disagreement he gestures for you to stand and follow him, the older suited administrator holding the door open for you, ready to [[take you for your pre-auction examination|Auction Processing Start]].

Deciding to not sign the tablet, certain that it won’t be a good thing for you to do in the long run, the attempt to bribe you with points obvious, you ignore the tablet. Looking up to Mr Stein, you <<if $preAuction.voluntary>>answer, "I’m not signing the documents"<<else>> try to answer him but are still unable to, instead shaking your head<</if>>. As expected, this doesn’t go too well, the powerful staff member furrowing his brow irritated-ly. "Like I told you, asking you was only a formality, though one that acquiescing to could have benefitted you with additional funding<<if !$preAuction.voluntary>>, funding that could be vitally important to your future<</if>>. Instead, now I have to play harshly to make sure you don’t ruin your future for yourself when you’re so close to a happy conclusion. Rude of you to say the least". You’re not sure what he has planned, but, when he merely says to you in a slightly off-tone, "Sign the papers", you’re both surprised and a little amused that he thinks it’s going to be that easy to make you change your mind. To your shock, however, your arms begin to move in a juddering fashion, reaching out to grab the tablet from where he left it on the desk. Trying to stop yourself, you quickly realize you have no control over your own body, whatever he’s done having instilled a command in you that you’re unable to resist. Still able to move your head at will, at least for now, you look up at the man pleadingly, seeing that his expression is just one of tiredness, clearly not happy to be doing this to you, but equally not sympathetic to your plight. Involuntarily signing your way through the various highlighted spots with an awkward plastic stylus, your signature practically unrecognizable, due in part to your clumsy movements, you only catch brief fragments of the text. Running through it quickly, unable to keep the daunting manager waiting longer than necessary, you see that most of the sections at least seem sensible. Bold and underline sections cover matters such as your agreement that you were properly cared for, disagreement with which it notes would lead to your, "… extensive interrogation by staff under the employ of The Repurposing Center …". In fact, a general theme running across many of the clauses, is the statement that ‘lies’ filed against the facility are punishable by long term imprisonment or involuntary indefinite slavery, the statement by Stein earlier about the form being a formality striking you as more truthful by the moment. You do, however, get the impression that he might be saving you from your bad choice, one section mentioning similar penalties for non-cooperation in regard to the form. You’re just about to sign a section and are worriedly skimming the contents, something about, "… agreement to medication the facility feels necessary …", the way it’s written coming off as rather sinister, when you put all your free-will that you can muster into controlling your hand, managing to just about skip over that section. It’s not much longer after that, that the official finally takes the data slate away from you, a dour look on his. "That’s fine. Everything is in order now and we can progress without issue. Sadly, for your <<if $preAuction.voluntary>>sudden lack of cooperation, a bad sign for your future if ever there was one<<else>>continued lack of cooperation, as poor a decision as ever there was<</if>>, I’m unable to reward you with any points. At least now with all that business out of the way, I can finally get around to explaining the procedure for your final processing, the total of which will take about 24 hours to complete". Stowing the tablet once more out of sight, the man continues, "You must be rather on edge by <<if $femininity >0>>Miss<<else>>Mr<</if>> $secondName, an understandable state to be in. After all, <<if $preAuction.voluntary>>even if you did come here voluntarily today, your time in the facility may have been a traumatic one<<else>>you were dragged out of your bed, awakening naked in a strange location<</if>>, not to mention the general anxiety that courses through slaves awaiting to find out what their future will entail. That’s why, here at The Repurposing Center, we try and slow proceedings down and give you the time to properly come to terms with everything that’s happening. It’s not entirely altruistic on our part, the delay partly so we can arrange for valued and influential citizens to be informed of your upcoming sale, ensuring the best possible outcomes for all parties involved. It does, however, have the added benefit of letting you acclimate to the situation, giving us the time to sit down with professionals to get you in the right frame of mind, along with making you as presentable as manageable". "In a moment, we’re going to leave this room and I’m going to walk you down to our out-going slave medical wing. We need to get a proper reading of just what state your health is in before we transfer your ownership, all very standard legal matters. Our records are good in general, but we like to get a last opinion on matters, the medical logs being part of your auction profile. During this process you’ll be getting a full-body physical just like you’d expect from any normal doctor, if not a little more thorough, though it will be a little different in that we test for a few things that are more unusual. Mostly, we need to document sexual responsiveness, genital wear and tear, and related muscle states. However, a lot of these matters are entirely optional and your decision whether to agree to. Though, if I may be blunt, not having your sexual statistics on your auction profile will likely not be beneficial to you". Nodding along, not hearing anything too out of the ordinary to your expectations, the director continues, "After that, we run a couple of more general tests, including giving you the time to sit with a professional psychotherapist to help you relax. The tests aren’t anything to worry about, though it’s once again important to take them seriously, potential buyers will read about your results from them in your auction documents, and they can seriously swing opinion from them. Mid-way through testing you’ll likely be sent to get some rest, during which time you’ll have opportunity to socialize with other slaves in similar situations to yourself, however, as we also do resale on high-value slaves you might meet some new faces too. The rooms are of the highest quality, and we spare no expense to ensure you’re all feeling as pampered and well-looked after as we are able to, somewhat of a thank you for all your hard work". "After one last sleep in our facility, and the finalization of your general tests, you’ll then have until the evening to wait, as our high-value auctions are much more successful at night as a bit of an event for all those involved. Up until then we offer, at the cost of a minor amount of facility currency, a number of services to help you relax and enjoy yourself in preparation. Such services include; an onsite private slave spa, a five-star slaves only restaurant worked by award winning chefs, and rentable sex high-class sex slaves, amongst others. We also have a number of free services and facilities available, ranging from games rooms to media centres, the point of which being to keep you happy and relaxed in the run-up to your sale" <<if $preAuction.voluntary>>Curious on why they’d go to such an expense as what he’s describing, not sure if it’s some sort of play, you politely ask, "If I may ask, why put so much effort and resources in providing luxury services to slaves you’re about to sell?", the confusion evident in your voice. Taking a moment to gather his thoughts, the bespectacled man answers, "<<if $submission >=50>>I’m not sure if I can trust you with the exact reasoning, but, seeing as you’re being inquisitive I suppose I can tell you part of it. Suffice to say, we very much value your contribution to our endeavours and wish to properly convey that to you in your final hours with us. You cannot comprehend the importance of your role in matters<<else>>No, I think you’ve tried my patience enough. I’ve already commented on your value and importance to the facility, whether you believe my statement is your prerogative<</if>>. Regardless of what you think of us, we will be keeping a close eye on your treatment and will ensure that you’re not mistreated. If everything goes to plan, then your future will be a very bright one".<<else>>Curious as to why they’d go to such expense, but unable to talk, you sit in silence, a look of confusion on your face that he doesn’t seem to wish to answer.<</if>> "Anyway, after that when evening comes you’ll eventually be collected for the auction. You’ll be taken to get cleaned up and dressed, and then put on display for a couple of hours. Potential owners will want to spend some time with you, ask you a few questions, maybe have a little touch her or there, though nothing too extensive. They’ll spend some time deliberating their possible choices, at which point we’ll run the auction. You’ll wait around in a room off to one side until you’re called up on stage, at which point the live auction for you will occur. Due to the reputations of the various bidders, we don’t have a holding period, as such you’ll be available for collection immediately after the final slave has been auctioned. At which point, you’ll be your new owner’s property, and will likely be taken off of the premises with them as they leave, ready to start your new life". Taking another sip of his drink, his brow furrowed thoughtfully, he finishes, "That is, I believe, everything. At least for now. Now, after I’ve finished my drink, I’m going to stand, and together we’re going to leave my office and make our way to the outgoing slave medical examination wing as I explained previously. I’ll see you a couple of times over the course of your processing, I do like to keep an eye on our assets to ensure they meet their full potential, but generally you’ll have a very long and tiring day ahead of you, so try to relax when you have the opportunity and enjoy yourself when you can. Good luck". True to his word, he finishes his cup of whatever he’s drinking, giving you a little less than a minute or so to process everything in silence. His business with you complete for now, Mr Stein get’s up from behind his desk, dusting himself off before turning to you. With a somewhat friendly but certainly authoritative gesture which brooks no disagreement he gestures for you to stand and follow him, the older suited administrator holding the door open for you, ready to [[take you for your pre-auction examination|Auction Processing Start]].

Coughing and nudging you towards the side table, that’s all the hint you need that Hannah wants you to get to work, her comments about you serving them fresh in your mind. Getting the tea in order, glad to have something to take your mind off of the horrid dress you’re wearing, you surreptitiously listen in to Hannah talking with her friends. "Huh, well I guess you’re not entirely just full of yourself then, Hannah. The dweeb in that gross dress is a pretty good joke. Does <<if $femininity >=0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> even know that it’s not long enough to hide that stupid diaper <<if $femininity >=0>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> wearing. Must be a massive pushover if <<if $femininity >=0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> let even you push <<if $femininity >=0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> around", laughs the tracksuit wearing blonde in an incredibly aggressive tone towards your tormentor, her attempt to be mean to Hannah catching you off-guard. Sounding a little meeker than you remember, Hannah responds, "Hey, like … no way Sue. I’m just really good as getting people do what I want is all. The big baby was trying to cause trouble for me, so I took a special interest in them …", her rambling words cut off by the sleepy barely dressed other blonde girl. "I thought we were getting tea. I … made all sorts of … of effort to come here. Why hasn’t anyone given me any tea yet …", her speech half yawned, half whined, it doesn’t seem like the sexy maid was paying much attention to Hannah and Sue’s bickering, too pre-occupied with herself. Or, maybe she’s just extremely tired, it’s hard to tell from where you’re standing. Not wanting to give them any more excuses than they already have you rapidly scurry over with the now filled teapot, doing you best to be careful with the steaming container. Wracked with indecision for a second as you’re unsure who to start with, you decide on the sleepy girl, not wanting to give Hannah or Sue another thing to fight over. As such, you waddle over to the girl in the sexy maid costume, finding her with her cup already stretched out, albeit at such an angle you have to straighten it up before you pour her drink, worried you’d make a massive mess if otherwise. Working your way around the table, you next approach the well-dressed Indian girl, glancing up to see a warm smile on her face as she holds out her teacup. "Hi $firstName, I’m Aadyha, it’s nice to …", she starts in a friendly tone, her attempt to talk with you soon cut off by Hannah. "Ady, stop talking to the dumb baby, <<if $femininity >=0>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> not here to make friends, <<if $femininity >=0>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> here for us to make fun of!", moans your ‘big sister’, the result of which is only a sigh and an eye roll from Aadyha, though you’re not sure if Hannah spotted that. The sweet girl does, however, give you an apologetic nod as you move onto the big bully Sue. Even before you start, you know this is going to go wrong, a nervous tingling in your spine creeping you out about the slovenly blonde. Trying to be as rude as possible, Sue places the cup as far onto the table as she can manage, causing you to have to bend over awkwardly to be able to pour out her tea. Of course, this all seems to be part of her plan, as stretched out as you are, your $currentUnderwear is embarrassingly on full display, one of her slender hands grasping at your diaper possessively. So shocked and shaken are you by the sudden action, that you almost drop the tea pot, only managing not to thanks to Ady’s intervention to steady your hands. "Wow! <<if $femininity >=0>>She<<else>>He<</if>> really is just a big gross baby! This diaper is so wet I totally don’t know how someone could be such a mess. I mean <<if $femininity >= 0>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> meant to be our maid for what, like five minutes, and <<if $femininity >= 0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> can’t even manage that without pissing <<if $femininity >= 0>>herself<<else>>himself<</if>>. Dumb baby! ", mocks Sue loudly, her humiliations aimed more at Hannah than yourself, though that doesn’t stop you from feeling small after all the mean things she’s said about you. What’s more, you know that you haven’t done what she’s said, she’s just making up lies about you to act like a jerk. Getting up, Hannah also begins groping your diaper, flipping the dress up so that your diaper is even more visible to the group, provoking a round of small laughter, even from the kinder Ady. It doesn’t take her long to check, dry as you are, but you already see where this is going to go. "Yeah … like, gross! You were just supposed to pour some tea for us and you can’t even manage that. I guess you’re … you know, just a big baby. Come on, we’re going now, I’ll punish you outside", her tone less vindictive and enthusiastic than what you’d normally find from your tormentor. Being led out roughly by a hand under your armpit, you dress still flipped up, you take one last over the shoulder glance at the group of Hannah’s friends. Funnily, both the sleepy blonde and the nice Ady are waving goodbye to the two of you, though the cute Indian girl waves much more eagerly. Sue, however, just sits there with a smug look of victory on her face, happy to have bullied you and Hannah out of the room. Once you’re back in the corridor, you wince, ready for a painful spanking or maybe something worse, but to your surprise none of that happens. Instead, as you babble, "But … but … Hannah I was trying … and I didn’t do what … please …", Hannah just helps you out of the dress, acting a lot gentler than previously. "Look … I just, I must have made a mistake. You just run along now. This wasn’t as fun as I thought … so you can go now", the frilly pink bonnet coming off of your head as she explains this, the usually mean Hannah even mindlessly sorting your messed-up hair back into a reasonable state. Looking up at her unsure, she just taps you on the back of the diaper, ushering you on your way. Taking a moment to get yourself ready, you don’t need asking twice, heading back to where you’d originally intended. Watching as Hannah re-enters the room with her so called friends, you can’t help but think over the encounter you just had with them. Embarrassing as it was, you’re just not sure how to feel about it. All you really can be sure of is that whoever that Sue girl was, she seemed like a real jerk. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

<<set $random = random(1,3)>>In the end you decide to take your chances with a random task, telling the tree, "I’d like to try out the random job please talking tree", waiting confusedly for a response, not entirely sure how to interact with a large moving computer faced tree. "Hmmm, well that’s an interesting choice you’ve made there cute $firstName. I’m sure we can find something fun to make your day extra happy. Why don’t you spin the wheel of jobs and see what you get", it answers in its booming voice, the screen featuring its cartoony face transferring into a digital wheel filled with different outcomes. Running your hand across the touch screen, you watch as it spins wildly, trying to read some of the different tasks that you might end up with. With bated breath, you look on as it finally begins slowing, a bright gold arrow pointing out the winning result for a brief moment before the tree’s face returns. "Ho ho ho! It seems like your task today will be to <<if $random == 1>>model for a an ABDL themed photographer named Beck. He usually works for a magazine named, "Playpen", though he occasionally does freelance work. In just a moment, you’ll be met by, Beck, who’ll go through the full details for you. Who knows little $firstName, maybe you’ll even end up on the cover of a magazine<<elseif $random == 2>>spend time as a diaper tester for a company named, "Cushy Tushies". They are a leading brand of ABDL themed diapers, and are well known for their high capacity diapers. They’ll be sending over their chief development scientist, Cathlayn, who’ll go through the full details with you. I’m sure she’ll put you through your paces little one<<elseif $random == 3>>spend time with a raffle winning audience member. Quite regularly we draw a very big raffle, where subscribers to the channel can buy as many tickets as they wish. Some of the prizes for the weekly raffle are to spend some time with the little of their choice. So today you’ll be taking on that position for some lovely fan. I’m sure you’ll have a good time little one<</if>>", laughs the tree jovially, a warm cartoon grin plastered across its screen. … <<if $random == 1>><<if !$metBeck>><<set $holderInt = 1>><<include [[ABDL Job Minor Random 1]]>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>><<set $holderInt = 1>><<include [[ABDL Job Minor Random 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $holderInt = 3>><<include [[ABDL Job Minor Random 3]]>><</if>><</if>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $holderInt = 2>><<include [[ABDL Job Minor Random 2]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<set $holderInt = 4>><<include [[ABDL Job Minor Random 4]]>><</if>>

... Tired, you finish up your task, resting up for a few minutes on a nice comfy bean bag seat. Remembering that you need to leave soon though, you soon get up, wandering back to the talking tree to see how high your ratings were today. Moving up to the cartoonish screen of the tree, you see that you were right, it is almost time for you to leave, your earnings report fully on display. <<if $holderInt == 1 || $holderInt == 2>><<set _payoutRandom = random(5,6)>><<elseif $holderInt == 3 || $holderInt == 4>><<set _payoutRandom = random(7,8)>><</if>><<set $earnings += (_payoutRandom *50)>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a _payoutRandom point rating from - <<if $holderInt == 1>>posing for the magazine Playpen<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>testing diapers for Cushy Tushies<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>posing for photos and video for Cushy Tushies new advertising campaign<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>being babysat by a randomly picked prize winner<</if>>: <<set _payoutValue = _payoutRandom *50>>G.G.P + _payoutValue<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you say goodbye to everyone and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") == -1>><<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>><<if $metBeck>>"Hello again $firstName, I’m glad to see that you’re still taking up tasks in the nursery since our last run in. I’ll take that to mean that I haven’t scared you off yet, which is certainly a good thing in my mind. I’ve got a long day of photography planned ahead, so fingers crossed we’ll both have a swell time together", explains the handsome photographer Beck in a warm tone, his tanned skin glistening under the heavy lighting of the side room you’re in. Much like last time, he wears a thin grey tank top that does little to hide his defined muscles, his form just a little sweaty thanks to the heat of the photography setup.<<else>>"Hello $firstName, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Beck, and I work for an ABDL themed magazine named Playpen. It it’s okay with you, then my plan is to take some photographs of you to be featured as a spread in the next copy. What I have in mind is to get you diapered, or at least check that you’re diapered, and then we’ll go from there, hopefully something fun and playful. I know it might be a bit scary, but I’m sure we’ll both have a swell time together", explains the handsome photographer, Beck, in a warm tone, his tanned skin glistening under the heavy lighting of the side room you’re in. Looking him over, you notice that he’s wearing a thin grey tank top that does little to hide his defined muscles, his form just a little sweaty thanks to the heat of the photography setup. Other than that, the man is relatively young, mid-twenties you’d guess, his short dark hair having a stylish feel to it that gives you the impression that he knows what looks good.<</if>> <<if $metBeck>>"We’ll be doing things much like last time", he continues, smiling reassuringly, "I’ll just give you a quick change to make sure that everything is in order, then we’ll take a few photos of you just in your diaper, mostly crawling around, though we do have a few props. It might sound a bit embarrassing, but under these stage lights being just in your diaper will feel a lot less sweaty and icky. Who knows, if we have time, then maybe we can do some more artistic shots to round things out, that or we could goof off and take some silly photos instead".<<else>>"Since this is our first time working together, I’ll try and go over everything so you don’t get spooked or surprised", he continues, smiling reassuringly, "I’ll just give you a quick change to make sure that everything is in order, then we’ll take a few photos of you just in your diaper, mostly crawling around, though we do have a few props. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, but under these stage lights being just in your diaper will feel a lot less sweaty and icky, I think I’m roasting already. Who knows, if we have time, then maybe we can goof off and take some silly photos too. Just, have some fun and relax, that’s the best advice I can give for all of this".<</if>> Answering, "Okay", in a little voice, slightly nervous but giggling a bit at how friendly your photographer seems to be, you stand there waiting for whatever is going to happen next. Taking your hand and leading you over to a changing table over to one side, Beck <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>helps you out of your $currentClothing carefully, before helping you up onto the table itself<<else>>helps you up onto the table<</if>>. The plastic-y material that coats the changing table is a little cold against your back, but your photographer assures you he’ll be quick, getting all the materials ready that he’ll need. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>In the end it doesn’t take long for him to switch out your $currentUnderwear for a fresh new one, remembering to powder and wipe you diligently as he does. <<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 1) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 1)>><<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>>Whilst you’re embarrassed over him spotting the state of your used diaper, he’s extremely polite about it, not saying anything. You might even have thought he didn’t notice, if not for the way he reflexively wrinkles his nose as he removes it.<</if>><<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>In the end, it doesn’t take him long to change you into a new fresh plain white reusable cotton diaper. He’s very polite and professional as he does, gently putting your $currentUnderwear to one side, making sure that they’re properly cared for so that you can take them with you later. As for the diapering itself, he’s quick and pleasant with it, remembering to powder and wipe you diligently as he does.<<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>><<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">> In the end, it doesn’t take him long to change you into a new fresh plain white reusable cotton diaper. He’s very polite and professional as he does, not even commenting on your complete lack of underwear. As for the diapering itself, he’s quick and pleasant with it, remembering to powder and wipe you diligently as he does.<</if>> Now naked except for your $currentUnderwear, the strong young photographer helps you down from the changing table<<if $breastSize >0>>, your <<checkBreast>> boobs on full display as he does<</if>>. Pouting a little in embarrassment, Beck does his best to reassure you, shepherding you over to the main photography backdrop, a plain white cloth-like material tarp, which you wonder if they’ll change out in editing. True to his word, Beck mostly concentrates on taking pictures of you crawling around on the floor, most of which he takes from behind, getting your <<checkAss>> diapered bum as the focus of his pictures. It’s kind of fun, especially with the friendly tanned man offering constant words of praise and encouragement. Wiggling your tushy about, looking over your shoulder dopey-ley, you have playfully let Beck take some more photos, even playing with a stuffed bear as a prop, which Beck assures you looks adorable. <<if $diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay>> He does ask you whether you’d be okay … making use of your diaper at one point, which is pretty embarrassing and kind of awkward. <<if $diaperSkill >0>>However, after your diaper training it’s hard to turn down the offer, your body reacting whether you want it to or not. <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay>>)>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>>Peeing and pooping<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>>Pooping<<else>><<diaperWetAccident>>Peeing<</if>> into your $currentUnderwear freely, Beck documents the entire ordeal, cooing at you comfortingly and telling you that you’re not going to get in trouble. He even lets you hide your face against the floor when it gets too much, just getting some extra close ups of your slowly staining diaper.<<else>>However, he’s totally cool when you turn down the offer, reassuring you that it’s okay and that he doesn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable doing anything that you don’t want to.<</if>><</if>> Sadly, despite the fun you’re beginning to have, things end all too soon, Beck ushering you over to give you a celebratory hug. "You did amazing $firstName!", he exclaims proudly, showing you a few of the shots he’s got on his digital camera. Looking them over, you’re surprised how good you look in them, Beck obviously quite skilled as what he does. Seeing you surprised glee, he even adds, "You know, I’m not sure how long it’ll take for them to make it into Playpen, but I think you looked great, very photogenic and playful. You can really tell in these things when the models are having fun, and it’s always a pleasure to see. You were a little shy to start, but you blossomed nicely. Anyway, I’m going to ask my boss if we can get you a cover, or at the very least a double page centrefold, I think these photos are special, just like the cutie who’s in them". You chat with Beck a little while longer, learning a bit more about his work for Playpen, though you don’t really have enough time to learn much other than that it’s an ABDL themed magazine that’s quite popular. Instead, before long it’s time for him to pack everything up, Beck giving you a warm goodbye before he sends you on your way. <<set $metBeck = true>><<include [[ABDL Job Minor Random End]]>>

<<addToFurniture "Ultimate mattress">>Looking through a catalogue on a stand you see a list of possible changes that can be made to your room here at the facility. Looking through the furnishings section, eventually, you find something that is listed as the most comfortable mattress ever, an ultimate mattress if you will, and write out its code. Your purchase selected, you bring the order slip to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "It … it looks so comfortable. How can it be so soft and fluffly looking, and like, super firm and supportive at the same time. And, and, like, it even heats, cools and massages you. Wait, and it has an inbuilt mini bar and sound system, how does that even work. It sounds super amazing, but does it like, do everything for you. This is just too much, you’ve got to let me check it out, you can’t hog something this cool. We should, like, have a sleepover together so I can give it a test drive" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<set $metVincent = true>>However, this visit there’s someone else standing up in front of the counter, currently in a seemingly distracted by a quite in-depth conversation with her. Looking him over as you approach, the first thing you notice is his outfit. Whilst you can’t see the whole thing, his back to you as it is, you can make out that he’s wearing a muted green tweed suit. Additionally, you spot atop his head a matching tweed flat-cap, his thick silver hair flowing back behind it, tied with an ornate wolf-shaped silver hair tie into a ponytail which reaches his mid back. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentLarge.png]]</div>"You know Jasmine my dear, it truly warms my heart to see how dedicated to this place you are. You’ve really managed to do yourself proud", says the man jovially to Jasmine, still not registering your presence, "Just remember Jaz, if any of the board of executives asks you for a favour, then it’s imperative to do as they ask. They really don’t respond well to rejection, and if they’re ask you for anything then it’s likely because you’re doing something that stands in the way of their schemes". Sighing exaggeratedly, her expression warm even if it does seem like she’s heard the lecture before, the fox-girl responds, "Come on Uncle Vincent, you’ve gone over this so many times already. Look, I’m not going to pick any fights with the admins, scouts honour. You know I’m just having fun giving people cool mods, like, the moment it looks like someone is gunning for me then I’ll come running to you with my tail between my legs. That sound fine to you?", her question mostly rhetorical, she adds in a tongue-in-cheek tone, "Also, this all feels a ton more awkward seeing as we have company. Short of you spit shining dirt off of my face, or whipping out some baby photos of me, I can’t imagine how you could manage to embarrass me more right now". Laughing a deep belly laugh, the silver haired Vincent answers her, "Now you know perfectly well Jaz that I could find a way to embarrass you more if I wanted. You know I think I still have the squeaky t…", his train of thought getting interrupted by shrill startled sounds from the store owner, Jasmine flailing her arms frantically to get him to quiet. Stifling a small giggle, amused by the good-natured argument going on before you, the strange man, Vincent, turns to greet you, his face plastered with a warm smile. Getting a better chance to take the man in, you first take note of his blue checked waistcoat, muted yellow shirt, and red and yellow striped tie, his outfit making him feel rather overdressed even in comparison to many of the other important people you’ve seen about the facility. Further, other than his eyes that are so pale blue that they’re almost silver as well, the man has one of the most exquisite moustaches you’ve ever seen, the waxed tips turned upwards in a mark of remarkable grooming. "Hello there …", he enunciates, waiting expectantly for your name. Giving a friendly, "Hey I’m $firstName", Vincent continues as soon as you’ve proffered your name. "Yes, hello $firstName. A very pretty name if I do say so, I once knew a $firstName in fact, a very lovely individual if I do say so, though a particularly messy eater. Anyway, I’m Vincent Lord of Smythe, and I’m sorry if I’m holding you up. I was just checking in on Jaz … Jasmine I mean. I must endeavour to remember to call her by her full name when she’s working, I got scolded the last time I visited for that", the furry fox-girl once more interjecting over him, looking mortified in the way that only is possible when someone close to you says something embarrassing. Talking to the well-dressed man, she states, "Uncle Vincent, I’m sure $firstName doesn’t need to hear all that", before turning her attention back to you apologetically, "Vincent here is a very lovely and overprotective long-time family friend. He’s a big donor for the center, and he holds a lot of the same interests as myself, though, he’s a bit more old-fashioned in his techniques. He also, it seems, enjoys tormenting me at every turn". Doubling over in another sincere bout of laughter, Vincent adds, "The tormenting is incidental, not on purpose but I’ll agree to the rest". "But, I will say that if you have to pick a sponsor to help you out in here, then you couldn’t find a better man than Uncle Vincent. He’s got a lot of connections, enough money to buy you if you hit it off, and he’s probably the best man I know, outside of my family that is", Jasmine continues, the look of adoration clear on her face. Slightly ruffled, the silver-haired man looks around, the shoe now on the other foot as he seems to be the one who’s feeling embarrassed, he waves off her words, "My dear Jasmine is a notorious flatterer, so don’t take her word on all that, she’s way too kind to me. Still, I’m happy to echo her sentiments about a sponsor if you’re interested. You just have a quality that reminds of someone I used to know, I can’t entirely place it, but I’d be elated to spend some more time with you if the opportunity arose". Not entirely sure what to make of his offer, the two of them both seemingly over-sharers when it comes to personal details, you let out a stuttering, "Well … you know … this is kind of sudden", trying to buy more time for yourself to think. After all, an affluent influential sponsor to look after you during your stay could come in very handy. But, you’re still not entirely sure what he’d want from you, other than that vague comment by Jasmine about him having similar but more old-fashioned interests than her. Seeing your indecision, Vincent warmly says, "We can always leave such talk for a later date, or not at all if you’re truly not interested. However, if you’d like then we could go into Jaz’s back room, and I could show you the sort of thing that I’m interested in. I don’t really want to sully the whole matter with money, as I don’t want to make you feel like I’m bribing you for your affections, but I’d be happy to give you a small gift in return for indulging me in this. So, what do you say $firstName?", the offer left open for you to think over. Do you: [[Accept the offer|Fur Life Meet Vincent Accept][$ggp += 500;]] [[Turn Vincent down|Fur Life Meet Vincent Decline]]

Deciding to give him a chance, the possibility of getting someone influential on side, along with getting some extra points in the bargain, both putting you in high spirits, you nod in response. Taking an extra moment, figuring that it’s probably best to give a full response, you answer, "Okay, that sounds fine", the smile on Vincent’s face shining out as soon you give your assent. Holding his hand out for you to take in a rather gentlemanly fashion, Vincent joyously says, "Excellent! Then please come with me $firstName and we can talk about matters more in Jaz’s backroom. Oh, this truly is splendid turn of events", adding in a brief aside to the curious fox-girl, "And, Jaz. You wouldn’t do me a massive favour and process 500 G.G.P to $firstName here, would you? I’d of course return the favour for you in turn". Sighing an overly melodramatic sigh, only just stifling a giggle, Jasmine responds, "Running off with my customer, using my relaxing room without asking and wanting me to give you money. If you weren’t my favourite uncle, then you’d be getting an ear full right now Uncle Vincent. But, sure, go ahead and have fun you two", messing about with her till as she speaks. Waving off her comments playfully, Vincent whisks you behind the counter and through a rather unassuming door, taking you into what you assume is the backroom they’ve been talking about up until now. The room itself is a lot nicer than you might have guessed, certainly not a stock room, but, instead, the room is a stylishly decorated sitting room with a bed in the back. It’s almost like a small apartment, complete with a small kitchen area, but the majority of the space is take up by a huge lion print ‘U’ shaped sofa. Escorting you over so that you’re sitting on said sofa, the silver haired gentleman takes a couple of steps back, standing in front of Jasmines large-screen TV like he’s about to give a presentation. "Sit, sit, yes good. It seems you’ve settled in nicely and found a comfortable spot. I’ll endeavour to explain to you a bit about myself and my interests", stopping a second in thought, he adds, "Oh, but I almost forgot myself. Have a sweet whilst you wait", throwing a small silvery wrapped object your way which you manage to catch despite your surprise. Turning it over and unwrapping it, you soon discover that Vincent has given you a small chocolate, your confusion only growing from his action. Still, seeing no sense in wasting it, you pop it in your mouth, the buttery smooth chocolatey treat melting in your mouth sumptuously. Humming happily, managing a muffled, "Yum! Thanks!", your potential sponsor just watches on happily. "Excellent! I hope you enjoyed your well-deserved little treat. Well, where to start. I’m Vincent, and I’m the Lord of Smythe. Smythe is relatively small, so it’s understandable if you’ve never heard of it, but we are a lovely county, with a lot of rustic charm. Then again, I might be a tad biased. Anyway, to my luck, a good few years back now, it turned out that we had a very rare and valuable form of frog in our lands that we’ve since in conjunction with this facility found a way to exploit without causing any ethical or financial issues. Well, even before this my family had been rather well to do, a product of smart financial investment unlike many of the traditional noble families, but afterwards we have become significantly more financially comfortable. In pursuit of our business endeavours, we have made close connections with The Repurposing Center’s board of executives to ensure that we stay in their good graces, as best not to end up like those who’ve behaved adversarial in their dealings with them", Vincent continues, taking a quick break to catch his breath. "Catch!", the jolly Lord laughs as he throws another chocolate your way, blindsiding you with the unexpected action. However, miraculously you manage to get your hands around it, quickly unwrapping the new treat and devouring it. "Good catch there $firstName! Excellent! But, yes, where was I? Oh, yes. I’m unmarried, but I make sure to support my family, along with lending a hand to a number of long-time friends, which keeps me at least a little busy. After finding out about the frogs interesting properties, and the subsequent income that has come from that, it has left me with an awful lot of spare time to fill, a task that honestly, I find rather daunting. That’s why I’m so interested in sponsoring you, I’m looking for some companionship to help me pass the time. Now, don’t get me wrong, I don’t necessarily mean in a sexual sense or as a wife, just a friend and companion to enjoy my luxury lifestyle with". Putting your hand up, you ask slightly curiously, "So, you just want me to hang out with you?", swallowing down the last fragments of the last tasty chocolate. "Yes, effectively. There’s a bit more to it than that, as I have a few more unconventional interests as my dear Jaz mentioned earlier, but in general I just want a long-term close friend to waste away my days with. I’m still not entirely sure how to broach the subject, so, until I figure out how best to word it, would you like another chocolate?", continues Vincent slightly awkwardly, proffering another glittering wrapper as he thinks over what he wants to say. Slightly confused but happy to get another one of those tasty chocolates, you nod along, "Yeah, sure. Those chocolates are really nice", holding your hand out to get it from him. Musing over your response briefly, Vincent responds, "That was okay $firstName. But, I think you can do a little better than that. If you’d really like another chocolate then it would please me greatly if you could beg for it with a tad more politeness", his tone still remarkably friendly, giving you the impression that this might be some sort of game, though a good-natured one at that. Choosing to play along, not seeing any harm in indulging him a bit, you hold out both your hands stretched, answering quietly, "Yes sir. Please can I have one of those delicious pieces of chocolate?", the warm smile you receive from Vincent in response telling you immediately that you’ve answered correctly. The new chocolate tossed into your outstretched hands, you unwrap it voraciously, gobbling it up with gusto, the work you put into getting it making it taste all the sweeter. Clapping his hands together, as if achieving some sort of eureka moment, Vincent bursts back into conversation, "Very good $firstName! Excellent behaviour! Well, you see, it’s hard to explain but I have a long history in my family of training canines. The whole procedure is just exhilarating, and so very rewarding. There’s something about trained pets that is special, they’re just more loyal and companionable than a friend could ever be, closer than family as they often say. That’s ultimately what I’m looking for, to train a companion to be that special sort of loyal compatriot, to stay by my side without the spectre of mistrust that plagues all relationships of the rich, a bond of true trust and caring". Giving his words a moment to sink in, the realization that he was subtly giving you commands and rewarding you for fulfilling them briefly running through your mind, the silver haired Lord continues, "That all probably sounds quite odd, to which I can understand the concern, but is it that odd really? What I mean by that is, most people around here are looking to press a slave into a life of sexual slavery, conditioning them to be obedient toys to sate their many desires. What I’m offering is similar, sure, but I’m looking to find someone who I can help grow and become part of my family. If you look at it objectively, all I want to do some consensual roleplay that brings me closer to my charge and creates a bond between us, whilst teaching them good manners and a few fun tricks. It doesn’t even have to be sexual really, though I’m happy for it to be if my partner is. I’ve probably muddled my words a little there, but I hope the point has come across appropriately", giving pause, you see the first hints of uncertainty on the mans’ brow, likely worried that he’s said something that will scare you away. Opening your mouth to give an appropriate response, Vincent interjects, holding his hands out in the way one might expect a rancher to calm a skittish horse, "I’ve dropped some complicated matters on you today. They’re probably quite confusing, maybe even a little scary. However, I only wish for you to think them over for me with an open mind, that’s all I ask of you. For now though, I think it best if we retreat back into the front of Jaz’s shop, lest she thinks we’re up to something much lewder than we are", the man offering you his hand to get up from the sofa before gently guiding you back into the main room of Fur Life. Slipping another chocolate into your hand as he does as a parting gift, he nods to Jasmine as he emerges past her counter, the fox-girl looking on with an expression of unsure curiosity, as if she’s not entirely sure if she wants to know but her gossipy nature is pushing her to ask. However, sticking his tongue out at her, he quashes her questions before they begin, instead stating in a good-natured joking tone, "We had a lovely quick conversation Jaz and that is all. Get your mind out of the gutter girl", to which you can’t help but smile at. Looking at his watch, he suddenly exclaims loudly, "Sadly, it seems I’ll have to be on my way. Time stops for no man after all. Anyway, it was a true pleasure meeting you $firstName, I hope we can spend more time together in the future and that you might consider my offer to be your sponsor. Also, it was good to see you as always, my dearest Jaz. Have a wonderful day you two", Vincent hurriedly leaving the shop giving a polite goodbye wave to the both of you as he does. Standing around in an awkward silence for more than a little while, you’re not sure what to say, not wanting to make the situation any more uncomfortable. Sighing and shrugging, Jasmine eventually breaks the silence, giggling briefly, "Wow, well, that was really awkward wasn’t it. Don’t worry, I just hope you have fun. But, I’m a business, your money … well points, are welcome here regardless. Just, Vincent really is a good guy, it’d be great if you two could get along, you could have a lot of fun with him. Did I mention earlier how amazing he is at all this stuff? Like, he’s got a lot of spare time, so he trains dogs, and they’re just so cute …", her words trailing off again, possibly because she doesn’t want the conversation to descend back into silence. "Anyway, business and all that. I’m glad you came back! Sorry but not sorry about the brief delay. Is there anything I can do for you today? I’m not sure if we’ve got any new stock in since last time, but I’m certain we can find something fun in our selection to brighten your day. However, if you just want to spend some time here instead then that would be cool too. I like the company, and we have so many comfy sofas that nobody is going to complain if you just want to put your feet up and relax. So, what’s it going to be today?", adds the fox-girl rather quickly in her high-pitch girly voice, observably excited to be talking about her business. Do you: [[Ask to look at their treatment options|Fur Life Menu]] [[Ask her if you can spend some time with her|Fur Life Spend Time With Jasmine]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

Deciding, at least for now, that you’re not interested in Vincent’s mysterious offer, you politely respond, "I’m sorry, but I don’t think that’s something I want to try. Not at the moment anyway", leaving yourself the wiggle room to change your mind later. Reacting to your dismissal of his offer, Vincent is obviously a little down, his easy to observe expression a disappointed one rather one of anger. Taking a second to readjust his tie and shirt collar, likely just to give him a moment to recompose himself, he finally replies, "Well, it was a pleasure to make your acquaintance $firstName none the less. I’m sorry to hear that you’re not up for my offer of teaching you a little more about my interests and maybe working out some sort of sponsorship deal between the two of us. However, if you ever change your mind I’ll be around these parts somewhere. I always check in on Jaz whenever I get the opportunity, so she might be able to point you my way if you have need of me". Looking at his watch, he exclaims loudly, "And, it seems I’ll have to be on my way. Time stops for no man after all. Anyway, it was a pleasure meeting you $firstName, and it was good to see you as always, my dearest Jaz. Have a good day", Vincent hurriedly leaving the shop making a small polite goodbye wave to the both of you as he does. Standing around in an awkward silence for more than a little while, you’re not sure what to say, not wanting to make the situation any more uncomfortable. Sighing and shrugging, Jasmine eventually breaks the silence, giggling briefly, "Wow, well, that was really awkward wasn’t it. Don’t worry, I’m a business, your money … well points, are welcome here still. Just, Vincent really is a good guy, think about it sometime, you could have a lot of fun with him. Did I mention earlier how great he is at all this stuff? Like, he’s got a lot of spare time, so he trains dogs, and they’re just so cute …", her words trailing off again, possibly because she doesn’t want to take the conversation back to where it was a minute or so ago. "Anyway, business and all that. I’m glad you came back! So, sorry about the brief delay, is there anything I can do for you today? I’m not sure if we’ve got any new stock in since last time, but I’m certain we can find something fun in our selection to brighten your day. However, if you just want to spend some time here instead then that would be cool too. I like the company, and we have so many comfy sofas that nobody is going to complain if you just want to put your feet up and relax. So, what’s it going to be today?", adds the fox-girl rather quickly in her high-pitch girly voice, observably excited to be talking about her business. Do you: [[Ask to look at their treatment options|Fur Life Menu]] [[Ask her if you can spend some time with her|Fur Life Spend Time With Jasmine]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<if $inventory.indexOf("Giant teddy bear") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Giant teddy bear">><<addToFurniture "Giant teddy bear">><</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("Neon unicorn painting") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Neon unicorn painting">><<addToFurniture "Neon unicorn painting">><</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("Robotic changing table") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Robotic changing table">><<addToFurniture "Robotic changing table">><</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("Ultimate mattress") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Ultimate mattress">><<addToFurniture "Ultimate mattress">><</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("Snuggly Warn Teddy Bear") != -1>><<set $hypnoBearTrait = true>><<removeFromInventory "Snuggly Warm Teddy Bear">><<addToFurniture "Snuggly warm teddy bear">><</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("Wicker picnic basket") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Wicker picnic basket">><<addToFurniture "Wicker picnic basket">><</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("Bouquet of roses") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Bouquet of roses">><<addToFurniture "Bouquet of roses">><</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("Model jet kit") != -1 && $midShelf.indexOf("Model jet kit") == -1>><<addToMidShelf "Model jet kit">><</if>>Taking a moment to think about your situation you suddenly come to a startling realization. Why are you carrying around all your furniture? Deciding that lugging around so many heavy objects isn’t really feasible, you instead make the choice to leave them where they are in your room, making a mental note that furniture is bulky and not meant to be taken to work with you. [[Return to options menu|Options]]

<<addToFurniture "Pile of plushies">>Looking through a catalogue on a stand you see a list of possible changes that can be made to your room here at the facility. Looking through the furnishings section, you see that they offer an obscene amount of plushie toys to decorate your room with and write out its code. Your purchase selected, you bring the order slip to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] <<if $abdlPlay>>"Wow, those are pretty cute, but, wow! Like, normally I might let someone get away with this without teasing them, because having a tonne of cute stuffed toys is super girly and cute. But, like, you’re obvs just getting them because you’re into plushies, like, really into them. Guess you’re just a big baby at heart! Still, you can probably snag a hot date if they see how adorbs you are playing with your stuffies. You know, I have some too, and this one time I got so worked up … but, yeah, super baby-ish when you do it!", Tilly giggles as she finishes processing your order.<<else>>"Wow, those are pretty cute. Like, normally I might tease someone for buying something so girly but I, like, totally understand it. You’re obvs just trying to connect with your feminine self, so that’s cool. Like, that or you’re trying to snag a hot date by playing the cute act when you get them back to your place. Either way, I totally get it. It’s pretty hot!", Tilly giggles as she finishes processing your order.<</if>> With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

Clambering up onto your plushie covered large <<if $bedType == 0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> canopy bed, you flop down face first, feeling the cool material against your cheeks. Surrounded by adorable soft toys, you pull up some additional ones from the floor beside you, creating a little nest of fluffy toy animals around you. Flipping over in your mind whether to get under the covers or not, in the end you err on the side of laziness, deciding instead to stay on top of your duvet, content to be lying in a pile of plushies. <<if $abdlPlay>>Pulling a few of your more favourite soft toys into your grasp, you snuggle up to them, their fuzzy squishy forms feeling great in your arms.<</if>> <<if $bedType == 0>>[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/PinkBed.png]]<<else>>[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/BlueBed.png]]<</if>> <<if $plushiesHuggedToday>>You’ve already taken a nap with your soft toys today, so having another just doesn’t seem to have the same impact as you’d hoped. Tossing and turning, your mind is just way too pre-occupied to really relax despite being surrounded by your cute fluffy toys. Maybe tomorrow you could manage a high-quality nap again, but for today you don’t think you’ll manage and eventually give up.<<elseif $actionAmountCurrent > 0>><<set $plushiesHuggedToday = true>><<set $actionAmountCurrent -= 1>>Rolling around until you find the perfect spot, it doesn’t take long for you to feel comfortable and content surrounded by your plushie collection as you are. Letting out a large yawn, absentmindedly running your hands over a stray teddy bear that is close to your waist, you blink a few times, slowly sinking into a restful nap. You’re not sure how long you’re out for, but you get the impression it isn’t very long, invigorating as it is. Feeling refreshed, wiping the sleep from your eyes, you begin pulling yourself off of your bed slowly, picking up a few of your soft toy collection as you do, putting them back where they were before. You do, of course, without thinking give a couple of quick hugs to your plushies, dozy as you are in your post-nap state, but it doesn’t take long to get everything back in order.<<else>>Trying to take a nap, you find that it just isn’t as easy as you thought it would be. Sadly, you’re just way too energetic at the moment to get any sleep, even as little as a brief nap. Instead, after tossing and turning for a few minutes it doesn’t seem to be working, despite being surrounded by your cute fluffy toys. There’s just too much to do right now for you to take a restful nap, your mind unwilling to let you rest just yet. Pulling yourself back up off of your bed, you decide to give up for now, taking a moment to reposition your plushies, giving one or two stray hugs as you do.<</if>> Finished with your napping efforts, you find yourself <a data-passage="Room Hub">standing in your bedroom</a>.

As you pass through the main shopping hub, walking around one of the higher balconies, you spot something that catches your attention. Minding your own business, out of the corner of your eye you watch on as a strange man fiddles about with his wallet and a large camera as he looks over the atrium from above. Wearing brown shorts and a very colourful shirt, sunglasses sitting atop his head, you get the impression that he might be a tourist, albeit not a very suitably dressed one given that the facility is all indoors and mostly aimed at a wealthy looking clientele. "Drat! Not again, why does this always happen to me!", he calls out, attracting your attention just in time to watch as his wallet tumbles all the way down the heavily travelled plaza bellow. <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>Very tired but still wondering if there’s anything you could do, you come up with two main options. Firstly, if you weren’t so out of energy you could rush down there and retrieve the wallet for the man, hoping for a reward. Or, you could rush down there and steal the contents of the man’s wallet instead. However, as lazy as you’re feeling at the moment there’s not really a choice, and instead you figure that someone else will almost certainly get to the wallet first.<<else>>Your mind wondering if there’s anything you could do, you come up with two main possible choices. Firstly, you could rush down there and [[retrieve the wallet for man|Shopping Hub Wallet Drop Help][$actionAmountCurrent += 1;]], hoping he might give you some sort of reward for your good deed. Or, you could rush down there and [[steal the contents of the man’s wallet|Shopping Hub Wallet Drop Steal][$actionAmountCurrent += 1;]], slipping away before anyone sees your nefarious deed. You could also, of course, just ignore the whole thing, as getting down there in time would probably be pretty tiring, however, you’re sure that choice isn’t going to reward you.<</if>>

Deciding that you’ll take the contents of the wallet for yourself, you spend a second thinking up your plan of attack, paying little heed to the tourist who is looking below for his lost property nervously. <<if $wingType != 0>><<set $ggp += 600>>Knowing what to do to get to it first, you quickly vault over the high railing, propelling yourself with a quick kick against the wall so that you get a decent clearance from it. Four stories or so up, you trust that your wings will be enough to support your weight, unsure just how effective they’ll be but committed to your choice now. Spreading your wings, the air rushing past your face and your adrenaline pumping, your fall is rapidly slowed. Your wings, whilst not able to truly support you in regard to flight, certainly are able to let you effectively glide, swooping down upon your prey, the wallet, like a hawk. You feel on top of the world, the elated sensation only growing as some of the crowd spot your decent, whooping and clapping at your amazing and elegant show of flight ... well, controlled falling. Landing by the wallet, you find that you’ve gotten there early enough that all the money is still inside. There’s a lot of people watching you, <<if $pickPocketingTrait>>but you know what to do, trained in the arts of pickpocketing. Remembering the advice Mari gave you, you nonchalantly strip the wallet of its contents, stealthily letting the wallet slip out of your hand onto the floor behind you as you stroll away.<<else>> but you’re committed now, plucking the money out of the wallet and dumping the rest on the floor behind you as your stroll away triumphantly. It might not have been the smartest decision, but at this moment you don’t care, chest pumping with adrenaline and with a fist full of cash. <<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>><<set $numberOfComplaints += 1>>Walking away, you’re sure you spot a facility guard watching you suspiciously, though by that point you’re already pretty far away from him, so you’re not sure if anything will come from that.<</if>><</if>> After that, you spend a few minutes looking for a shop that’ll exchange your ill-gotten money for points without asking too many questions, a task that turns out to be rather easy. Thankfully, most of the store owners are looking to make some fast money and don’t want to rock the boat, so after a few probing questions, you quickly get the money converted. For your efforts, you find that you’re now 600 G.G.P richer, not too bad for a few minutes work. Additionally, you thankfully don’t spot the tourist who dropped the wallet in the first place again, probably a good thing after what you did.<<else>><<set $ggp += 400>>Not knowing a better way of getting down there quickly, you run as quickly as you can, heading to the nearest stairway. Taking it three steps at a time, you’re already feeling pretty tired by the time you get to the bottom of it, only just now coming to the realization that there’s still three sets of stairs and a fair amount of running in between them until you’ll get yourself down to the plaza, at which point you’ll have to barge your way through the crowd to get to the wallet. Eventually reaching the floor, feeling more than a little sweaty from the exertion, you wipe the sweat from your brow, trying to remember just where the tourist was standing when he dropped his wallet. It takes you longer than you’d probably like to admit, having had to change your position multiple times in search of getting to the nearest stairs down whilst travelling all the way down from the fourth floor, but you do manage to locate the spot. Pushing your way through the mass of people and kneeling down to search for it as surreptitiously as possible, you do in fact find your prey, the stray, albeit already opened wallet of the tourist. Looking inside, it looks like a lot of the contents have already been stripped, all the ID and bank cards already missing. On the bright side, at least for you though, it seems like most of the cash is still there. There are, however, a lot of people around you paying you attention as you go about your nefarious business. <<if $pickPocketingTrait>>But, you know what to do, trained in the arts of pickpocketing. Remembering the advice Mari gave you, you nonchalantly strip the wallet of its contents, stealthily letting the wallet slip out of your hand onto the floor behind you as you stroll away.<<else>> But, you’re committed now, plucking the money out of the wallet and dumping the rest on the floor behind you as your stroll away triumphantly. It might not have been the smartest decision, but at this moment you don’t care, chest pumping with adrenaline and with a fist full of cash. <<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>><<set $numberOfComplaints += 1>>Walking away, you’re sure you spot a facility guard watching you suspiciously, though by that point you’re already pretty far away from him, so you’re not sure if anything will come from that.<</if>><</if>> After that, you spend a few minutes looking for a shop that’ll exchange your ill-gotten money for points without asking too many questions, a task that turns out to be rather easy. Thankfully, most of the store owners are looking to make some fast money and don’t want to rock the boat, so after a few probing questions, you quickly get the money converted. For your efforts, you find that you’re now 400 G.G.P richer, not too bad for a few minutes work. Additionally, you thankfully don’t spot the tourist who dropped the wallet in the first place again, probably a good thing after what you did.<</if>> Now with some additional money in your account, you thank the shop owner quietly, before [[returning to wandering through the shopping plaza|Shopping Hub]].

Deciding to help the tourist retrieve his wallet, you spend a second thinking up your plan of attack, paying watching on as he looks below for his lost property nervously. Turning to him sympathetically, telling him, "Don’t you worry, I’ll get it for you sir!", you cheerily spring to action. <<if $wingType != 0>><<set $ggp += 300>>Knowing what to do to get to it first, you quickly vault over the high railing, propelling yourself with a quick kick against the wall so that you get a decent clearance from it. Four stories or so up, you trust that your wings will be enough to support your weight, unsure just how effective they’ll be but committed to your choice now. The man shouting behind you worriedly, "What are you … WAAH!", having just seen someone seemingly plummet to their death before his eyes, his day only getting worse. Spreading your wings, the air rushing past your face and your adrenaline pumping, your fall is rapidly slowed. Your wings, whilst not able to truly support you in regard to flight, certainly are able to let you effectively glide, swooping down upon your target, the wallet, as if you were some sort of superhero. You feel on top of the world, the elated sensation only growing as some of the crowd spot your decent, whooping and clapping at your amazing and elegant show of flight … well, controlled falling. Landing by the wallet, you find that you’ve gotten there early enough that all the money is still inside. There’s a lot of people watching you, but when you wave up at the wallets owner, gesturing towards your rescued cargo, the onlookers break out into applause, clearly impressed by your show of heroism. Giving them a few nods, of acknowledgement, you quickly start looking for a stairway back up, beginning the arduous trek back to the wallets owner. It’s tough, so many stairs and they’re placed in such a way that getting back up to the fourth floor isn’t an easy task, having to dart back and forth on each tier to make it to the next. Still, whilst you’re out of breath and starting to feel a little sweaty, you manage to make your way back up to the man in a few minutes. Waving at him, wallet in hand, you’re glad to see that he looks happy to see you, the man having clearly been nervous about his lost possessions. "My wallet! You went and got my wallet for me? I don’t think anyone has ever done something so nice for me. Not only that, but it was so impressive, jumping off and flying down there, I’ve never seen anything like that. Please, if you give it back to me I’ll do my best to repay the favour!", says the man in a tone that conveys his sheer awe of you, his hand outstretched to retrieve the wallet. Handing it over to him, the tourist finally reunited with his lost property, he opens it up, looking through its contents. With a big smile, you can tell he’s especially impressed that everything is still inside it, not a single card or note missing. Pocketing his wallet, he exclaims, "Amazing! I was worried that something might have fallen out, but it’s all still there. Thank you so much, I don’t know how I can make it up to you, but I’ll try my best. I’m guessing that you’re a trainee, right?", waiting until you nod in agreement he continues, "Then I’ll put some money into your account. It’s the least I could do. Hopefully 300 G.G.P is enough to help you out like you’ve helped me. Thanks!". "You’re welcome sir, that’s very kind of you", you respond joyfully, happy to have done a good deed today. Making a note to check your account later to make sure that he’s actually sent you what he promised.<<else>><<set $ggp += 200>>Not knowing a better way of getting down there quickly, you run as quickly as you can, heading to the nearest stairway. Taking it three steps at a time, you’re already feeling pretty tired by the time you get to the bottom of it, only just now coming to the realization that there’s still three sets of stairs and a fair amount of running in between them until you’ll get yourself down to the plaza, at which point you’ll have to barge your way through the crowd to get to the wallet. Eventually reaching the floor, feeling more than a little sweaty from the exertion, you wipe the sweat from your brow, trying to remember just where the tourist was standing when he dropped his wallet. It takes you longer than you’d probably like to admit, having had to change your position multiple times in search of getting to the nearest stairs down whilst travelling all the way down from the fourth floor, but you do manage to locate the spot. Pushing your way through the mass of people and kneeling down to search for it as surreptitiously as possible, you do in fact find your target, the stray, albeit already opened wallet of the tourist. Giving it a better look, it seems like some of the cards are missing from how it’s all laid out, and you get the impression some of the money might be gone too, but there’s not much you can do about that now. By this point there’s a few people watching you, sweaty and out of breath as you are, but when you wave up at the wallets owner, gesturing towards your rescued cargo, the onlookers break nod and smile at you, realizing that you’re in the middle of helping someone out rather than anything shady. Giving them a few nods, of acknowledgement, you quickly start looking for a stairway back up, beginning the arduous trek back to the wallets owner. It’s tough, so many stairs and they’re placed in such a way that getting back up to the fourth floor isn’t an easy task, having to dart back and forth on each tier to make it to the next. Especially with your tiring trip down, the way back up takes a lot longer than you’d hoped, leaving you soaked in sweat and feeling more than a little light headed. You do manage to make your way back up to the man, but it takes a good ten minutes to do so. Waving at him languidly, wallet in hand, you’re glad to see that he looks happy to see you, the man having clearly been nervous about his lost possessions. "My wallet! You went and got my wallet for me? I don’t think anyone has ever done something so nice for me. Not only that, but you look exhausted, I’m sorry if I’ve caused you a lot of hassle. Please, if you give it back to me I’ll do my best to repay the favour!", says the man in a tone that conveys his sheer awe of you, his hand outstretched to retrieve the wallet. Handing it over to him, the tourist finally reunited with his lost property, he opens it up, looking through its contents. His smiling drooping a bit, you confirm your earlier suspicion that things are now missing, though the man still seems to be in generally good spirits. Pocketing his wallet, he exclaims, "I think a few of the cards have fallen out on the way down, but I can cope with that. I’ll just have to contact my bank and my employer to get everything in order. Thank you so much, I don’t know how I can make it up to you, but I’ll try my best. I’m guessing that you’re a trainee, right?", waiting until you nod in agreement he continues, "Then I’ll put some money into your account. It’s the least I could do. Hopefully 200 G.G.P is enough to help you out like you’ve helped me. Thanks!". "You’re welcome sir, that’s very kind of you", you respond joyfully, happy to have done a good deed today, even if it didn’t’ go perfectly. Making a note to check your account later to make sure that he’s actually sent you what he promised.<</if>> Now with some additional money in your account, you thank the tourist profusely, before [[returning to wandering through the shopping plaza|Shopping Hub]].

Pulled along by the blonde bombshell, you wonder where she might be planning to take you, possibly a favourite restaurant or store. Then again, she seemed to think that her choice would seem weird, so unless it’s a very fetishy location, you can’t think of anything else that Tilly might think of as strange. Still, it’s nice to be holding her hand and you walk, it just feels so very normal and sweet to be out with your girlfriend for a romantic stroll. As Tilly pulls up to a rather non-descript metal door off of a side corridor, you’re starting to feel even more confused, especially after spotting a worn out, "STAFF ONLY", sign peeling off of its surface. Watching as Tilly drags you up to it and subsequently through it, the door swinging open for her without the ditzy girl needing to do a thing with it, you’re now in a rather dingy corridor with the paint peeling off the walls in patches. Now in an out of bounds area, you <<if $submission >=0>>start to panic a little, not wanting to get in trouble, but you trust Tilly enough that she wouldn’t take you somewhere if she thought you’d get caught<<else>>wonder if maybe you should sneak off and try to find an exit, your decision made for you as you come to terms you’re your lack of knowledge of where you are, along with your desire not to hurt Tilly’s feelings<</if>>. "Hey, erm, Tilly. Where are we?", you ask as she begins leading you up a stairway with metal flooring, your combined footsteps clanging loudly in the otherwise silent staff hallways. Stopping for a moment, she bites her plump bottom lip in thought, "Huh, like I never really thought about it too much cutie. I guess this is, like, the old wings of the facility, before they rennervated it a few years back. They do that sort of stuff all the time, then they knock the old stuff down eventually for space, or re-paint it, or stuff. The doors let me through, so I sometimes wander about, especially when I get confused. But, there’s somewhere really cool I want to show you, so no more hints". Giggling happily, picking back up the pace, she continues to lead you on, your questions at least partly answered for now. At the very least it seems like you’re unlikely to encounter any guards or security systems. Things continue like this for another half hour or so, the journey taking a lot longer than you expected. Tilly does, however, start chatting to you as you get further in, more small talk than anything, but it’s kind of nice especially in such an eerie setting. And, on that note, as you travel further you see a fair amount of creepy abandoned corridors and general areas, their state dilapidated but not to such an extent that they’re falling apart. It puts a chill up your spine to think that such a huge area is actually walled within the facility yet completely ignored, making you question just how big The Repurposing Center is. Thankfully though, the lights still work, so you can clearly see your path, many of the side rooms looking horrendously dust covered and almost as if they were left in a hurry. Eventually though, you reach a cleaner and less dingy portion of the wing, a sign on the floor propped up against the wall half rusted reads, "Experimental Subjects Wing". Side rooms begin shifting from offices to bedrooms, atriums feel more welcoming, and most of all there’s very little dust, as if this place is possibly cleaned. Passing by a set of open doors, you get the briefest glimpse of an operating room, the inside not only immaculate but just as high-tech as anything you’ve seen in the normal clinic rooms. However, as you try to linger to get a better look, Tilly pulls you along with a harsh tug, adding, "We’re almost there!", chirpily. Arriving at a door marked, "Solarium", you both pass inside, Tilly barely able to contain her excitement. Surveying the interior though, you’re unsure why she’s so happy, the room bare other than a few chairs and a mattress that seems to have been moved in here from elsewhere. The lighting feels a bit weird, but other than that you can’t place why she’d be so in love with this place. Trying not to disappoint Tilly, you try to look impressed, nodding at the chairs and the mattress each in acknowledgement, you state, "So … you’ve um, you’ve got a nice place here … lots of space. And, er … it’s all nice and on its own so people don’t … wander in and both you …", not entire sure how to word your attempt at placating her. "No silly! Not the room", giggles Tilly whilst she gets behind you, pushing you further into the center of her special place before pointing up at the ceiling. "You have to look up instead, that’s where the cool thing is … though I do like to nap on that mattress too, so you were still kinda right". Finally having some instructions, you tilt your head up, taking a look at where she’s directed, the shock of what you’re seeing taking a good few seconds to sink in. Above you, through at least 10 feet of reinforced glass, the immense frame of which is entirely solid metal, you can see <<if $time>5>>the moonlit sky, covered in tiny stars<<else>>the sunlit sky, filled with fluffy white clouds<</if>>. Astonished, you do a double-take, having likely not seen the outside of the facility since arriving, even now questioning whether this is another illusion. Still, it’s breathtakingly beautiful, your jaw dropped in awe. "Told you it was pretty! I super win on this one! ", cheers Tilly as she hugs you, the collision catching you unaware and causing you to stumble slightly. "Plus, like, it’s totally real! You see, like, back when they still used this place, they used to have us sit in here like an hour a day. It was sorta boring, but also sorta nice. So, like, I like to come back here and just sit here and stuff. I hope that doesn’t sound super dumb of me …", her words trailing off as you get the hint she’s kind of self-conscious about all this. Impressed, you reply joyfully, "This is amazing Tilly! Thank you for showing me your special place!", the double entendre not escaping Tilly as she bursts into full on laughter, you curiously add, "So you were brought in here a few years back? Why was that? And, how long ago was that too?", your curiosity getting the better of you in the face of so many questions to ask. Scratching her head, her foot scooting back and forth, Tilly answers you after a short pause, "Well, it’s sort of complicated and I sorta don’t fully get it. But, the newer lights are super special, whilst the old ones were super lame, so now we don’t need to spend time in the sun anymore to be fine. The sun’s just so pretty though, same with all the twinkly stars, so I like to come here and watch them". "That makes sense", you respond, putting things together from her explanation, "So, what was this wing? You said you were brought here a few years back, so how long was that? It’s just I don’t know too much about your time here, at least your early time". Moving over to the mattress, Tilly has her back turned to you so it’s hard to gauge her feelings, but you do notice her being remarkably quiet. Pulling the big squishy rectangle over, she says over her shoulder, "You know what will be ever more amazing than napping in here? I bet going down on you would be just super awesome. Can I? Please?". Tilly turning to face you, you can see that she’s obviously turned on, her face lit up with the breathy lust you’ve come to expect of her. Still, you can’t get past the idea that she’s trying to distract you away from having to answer your questions. Whilst getting oral from her would be great, especially under the <<if $time>5>>moon light<<else>>sun<</if>>, you’re not sure what the best thing to do for your relationship together is. Either way, you know that you’ll have to approach this situation delicately to not upset your buxom girlfriend. Do you: [[Keep pressing with questions|Date Tilly Mid Date Cuddle][if($tillyRelationship<=96){$tillyRelationship += 4;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]] [[Let Tilly perform oral sex on you|Date Tilly Mid Date Oral][if($tillyRelationship<=98){$tillyRelationship += 2;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]].

Deciding that you want to know more about Tilly’s past, you approach her, cupping her face. Lightly placing a tender kiss upon the tip of her nose, you begin circling around her. Slowly moving the both of you down onto the mattress, Tilly sat in your lap, her bubble-butt rubbing against your crotch tantalizingly as she gets the totally wrong impression from your actions, you ask again. "Tilly, could you please tell me more about your past? I want to understand you better sweetheart, and this seems like an important part of your time here". "Hmmmph …", whines your girlfriend as her attempts to press back against you increase ten-fold, "Not fair, you were acting totally sexy. Now I’m mega horny and you’re asking me mean questions", the sulkiness in her tone extremely evident. Sighing a little internally, mentally kicking yourself for doing anything that might turn your bimbo girlfriend on when you want to have a serious talk, you come up with a brilliant idea. Pressing your <<checkLips>> lips against the crook of her neck, you begin lightly kissing her, your hands slowly advancing from her waist up to her prodigious boobs. In not much more than a whisper, you seductively tell Tilly, "How about I make things fairer then? You’re my wonderful, beautiful and very sexy girlfriend, and I want to find out all about you. The more I know, the more I can help you. But, I get that you have needs to, so I’ll help you with those, and hopefully in return you’ll play nice with me and let me hear your story", the <<if $time>5>>moon light<<else>>sun light<</if>> of the solarium lens illuminating your actions like a spotlight. Making loud thinking sounds for a moment as she contemplates your offer, the rest of her body squirming hotly against you, Tilly settles back slightly, relaxing in your grasp. "That sounds fair, but you better be super handsy if you want my secret awesome backstory", giggling a little as she does. "So, I’m like, not fully great at remembering things, but I’ll totally try. Ooo … hands lower please! I think I’ve said it before, but I was a stinky icky boy when I came here. I didn’t like it at first, but I tried really really hard, and signed up for a whole bunch of training. I was doing some bar stuff because I totally like drinking, and dancing, and stuff. Then I got pushed into trying out some weird machine. But, like, the machine went totally screwy, and not in the good way, and I don’t remember much for a long while", the horny girl in before you now starting to pant like she’s in heat already, even though you’ve done little other than foreplay with her. Not wanting to tease her, you begin tweaking her nipple, one of your hands slowly slipping further down to begin unbuttoning her shorts. "So, like I don’t know what happened during that time, but I got sorta told later. I think that weird Tony guy made my brain all mushy, and then the staff got all panicked because they thought that they’d all get in trouble for it. That’s why they got some seriously dorky scientists to help out, and they made me all better. They didn’t do much …. ooooh …. do much changing people back then, other than making us all prettier, so it was a big thing, but they kept it super quiet and told me to … I guess I shouldn’t be talking about all this", taking another pause she adds sulkily, Promise not to tell or you’ll be a massive mean-y". Answering, "I promise sweetheart. I wouldn’t do anything like that to you", you finally mange to undo her shorts, Tilly helpfully scooting up so you can remove them, giving you full access to her wet and hairless core. "Yay! Well, I woke up and they did loads of super boring tests on me. But, like, they also did fun sexy ones too, so I guess they weren’t too mean. So, I thought I was going to get sold, but I spent so long here that I didn’t want to go. There were so many nice people, and I got all the cock and pussy I could ever want. I got all teary and gross, but this super nice man found me and said all sorts of extra nice things to me. They put me into the auction after that, but the guy came and took me out of it, said something really weird about me being a special test something or other, but he was so awesome. Ahhh … oh fuck yes!", her hips gyrating against your hand as you start playing with her slippery folds. "So what happened then?", you ask, trying to keep her on topic. Panting even heavier, her head flailing from side to side, she manages in a breathy tone, "I got to stay, but they totally had no idea where to keep me. They kinda forgot about that when they decided that I was gonna get to stay. Heh, heh … ooo. Some of the lower staff were really rude, saying that I was a big dummy, but the admin guy who was so nice kept telling them that I was more important than them, and they got all pale and stuff. But, like, in the end they asked me what I liked, and I told them I liked shoes and dresses and pretty stuff like that. So, they got me a job looking after the main store for the trainees, and I did really good at it, and everyone was like ‘Tilly is so great at giving us cute fashion advice’, so they’ve let me keep doing that since", her story pausing for a moment as she tries to angle herself for your to push your fingers deeper into her, whining, "Not fair, more touching please". Taking two fingers, you start to run them inside her feminine tunnel, the loud and passionate sounds she’s making telling you all you need to know. Still, there’s still one burning question on your mind, "Thanks for telling me everything. I’ll have to think about it more, but I have to ask, how long have you been in this facility?". Her words practically incoherent, her actions completely dictated by her horniness, in a show of incredible willpower she manages to say, "Ooo … yes … so good! How old? Don’t know", her own hands now trying to press your hands more firmly against her most sensitive spots. "You don’t know how old you are? Is this just because you’re really turned on right now? ", you ask in turn, not sure if you’ll get any good answers now. Her head spinning a little in her lust, Tilly whines, "Loads of birthdays, and they give me pretty stuff, but I’m … oh crap, more … not sure how old I am. I think that we don’t really age after the stuff they give us … ooo … everyone always looks super-hot and not old. Eeeee!", her final enthusiastic scream accompanied by a rush of hot liquid as her molten core clamps down on your fingers like a vice, Tilly flailing about so badly you’d think she’s having a seizure if you didn’t know better. Instead, you hold her tight, kissing the back of her head and neck as she comes back down, practically asleep she’s so worn out. Now with a few questions answered, and a lot more new ones to ask, you decided not to push any further today, instead spooning up behind Tilly on the mattress, cuddling her as she makes cute cooing sounds. "Best date ever!", she giggles quietly, practically sleep talking, the both of you bathed in the <<if $time >5>>moon light<<else>>sun light<</if>> of the giant window above you. It’s so relaxing and serene, that you can’t help but think she might be onto something, the both of you staying in your cute position for a little while longer, not wanting the moment to end, though eventually it must. Thankfully, the trip back is much quicker, and mostly down-hill. Your time in the Solarium complete, [[Tilly suggests you both go back to her apartment|Date Tilly Apartment]].

Tilly suggests you both go get something to eat as she’s hungry, the both of you working together to figure out where you want to eat from. She seems to genuinely not mind letting you pick where you’re going to eat, though you get the impression that given she took you there on your first date together that Tilly enjoys eating a Milky’s. Deciding that it’d be fun to go back there, especially as you know Tilly likes the food, you end up picking Milky’s, the large effervescent smile she gives you in return confirming that you made a good choice. Being met by a cheerful yet ditzy waitress, you’re led through the heavily chrome decorated diner to a comfortable and secluded table booth. Sitting across from the giggly Tilly, you both stare around at all the retro decorations, enjoying both the ambience and your time together. Not long after that you both order your food, a pair of burgers, a recommendation by your waitress, and settle down into conversation as you wait. Mostly it’s just light flirting, though Tilly seems to be making a lot of effort to actually hold a conversation with you, asking you about your day. She even tells you her favourite food, well foods, ice-cream or strawberries, maybe chocolate, she can’t make her mind up but she makes the compromise that ice-cream can be both the other two, so it should probably win. Enjoying your burgers, as soon as they’re finished Tilly orders a big <<if $lactationPlay>>breast-milk <</if>>ice-cream for you to share, the giggly bimbo practically vibrating she’s in such a good mood. Eating a fair amount of the huge amount of dessert that arrives, you can’t help but laugh when she manages to get a large dollop of whipped cream stuck on her nose, affectionately helping her remove it to which Tilly blushes a little in response. After that you both finish up your drinks, Tilly surreptitiously putting her hand out on the table for you to hold whilst you do. All in all, it’s a surprisingly chaste and intimate date. The meal complete, [[Tilly takes you back to her apartment|Date Tilly Apartment]].

Tilly suggests you both go shopping together, her suggestion striking you more as her desire for you to carry her bags than much else. She does seem to want to spend time with you, but the pull of shopping, one of her favourite past times, especially once she sees some of the sales that are currently on, means that she’s heavily distracted. Pulling you into store after store, she piles your arms high with dresses as she searches through the racks, explaining to you that she needs you to hold onto them as she can’t properly examine the dresses otherwise. She also notes that this is so much easier than when she does this alone, commenting on how she often has to re-hang the clothes until she’s ready to take them to the changing rooms, losing out on so many pretty outfits over the years. Whilst it’s a little boring, you do get to see Tilly in a variety of sexy outfits as she wants to hear your opinions on them, the moment where she first came out in nothing but a tiny g-string thong to ask your thoughts seared into your mind forever. Arms laden with bags from various clothing boutiques, not having much of an opportunity to look around for yourself even if you wanted to, Tilly seems to come to a realization. Looking at you a little sheepishly, she apologizes, trying her best to look cute so you’ll forgive her. Slightly nervously, she tells you that sometimes she gets caught up in things and can’t really help it, and that she hopes you weren’t too bored waiting around for her. In an attempt to make it up to you, she even takes you for milkshakes, which you drink down enthusiastically, sharing a tender moment together with Tilly as you rest your feet. The shopping trip complete, [[Tilly takes you back to her apartment|Date Tilly Apartment]].

<<orgasm>>Agreeing with Tilly’s assessment that <<if $penis>>getting a blowjob<<else>>having your pussy licked<</if>> under the <<if $time >5>>moon light<<else>>sun light<</if>> would be pretty awesome, you respond, "That’s really sweet of you Tilly! Of course, I’d love some quality time with my super sexy girlfriend". Quickly dropping to her knees before you with a well-practiced ease, Tilly sets upon you, doing her best to push you down onto the mattress behind you. Losing your footing, you fall heavily on the springy surface, thankfully cushioned from the impact. This, however, doesn’t slow the horny Tilly who besets you voraciously, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>stripping you of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked before her vivacious gaze<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>stripping you of your $currentClothing, leaving you naked before her vivacious gaze<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>stripping you of your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked before her vivacious gaze<<else>>biting her plum lower lip sensuously as she takes in your nude form with her vivacious gaze<</if>>. Unable to hold herself back, giving you only a moment to rearrange yourself more comfortably on the mattress, she descends upon your crotch, her luxurious blonde hair obscuring your view of her actions. <<if $penis>><<set $timesYourDickSucked += 1>>Latching on, all the way down to the base of your <<checkPenis>> cock in one rapid sucking motion, Tilly begins immediately deepthroating you, her lust evident as she humps against the floor<<else>><<set $timesYourPussyLicked += 1>>Spearing her tongue out, Tilly rams the soft pink appendage straight into the depths of your cunt in one rapid thrust, her lust evident as she humps against the floor<</if>>. It seems she’s really intent on rushing you to orgasm as soon as possible, but, her frantic actions and horny moans give you the impression that she’s still very much into this. In fact, as she slips her hands under your bare ass cheeks, mashing you even more tightly against her ravaging mouth, you’re starting to think that maybe a worked-up Tilly is even hotter than normal. Imploring eyes staring up at you, her tongue beginning to trace circles as she sucks, it’s barely a minute since she started and you’re already getting near to peaking. It’s wonderful and terrible at the same time. So intense, but also intimate, a pure expression of your girlfriend’s hedonistic needs. Still, you don’t want this to end that quickly, the thought of cumming that quickly in front of your girlfriend highly embarrassing, so instead you scrunch your eyes tight, trying to resist the ever mounting need to orgasm. You hold out a few minutes longer, the <<if $penis>>way Tilly’s tongues lavishes attention on the head of your needy cock as she pulls it back out before deepthroating once again, catching you off guard<<else>>way Tilly begins sucking on your throbbing clit as she pulls her attention away from your feminine tunnel suddenly, catching you off guard<</if>>. Your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> rod pulsing in preparation of reaching its peak, desperately trying to milk every drop of cum into your girlfriends awaiting mouth, Tilly’s eyes light up as she realizes what’s about to begin<<else>>cunt becoming increasingly wet and warm, your depths beginning to flex as the desperately try to cling to your girlfriend to prolong the pleasure, Tilly’s eyes light up as she realizes what’s about to begin<</if>>. Repositioning herself <<if $penis>>so her lips are barely wrapped around the spout of your dick-hole, she sucks with all her might, making you moan loudly from the wonderful sensation as you cum fills her mouth<<else>>so her mouth is completely covering your pussy hole, she sucks with all her might, making you moan loudly from the wonderful sensation as your fem-cum squirts into her mouth<</if>>. Pulling back, her cheeks bulging, Tilly waits until you sit back up before she opens her mouth back up with her head tilted back, displaying to you the massive load of <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> resting upon her tongue. The ditzy blonde seems to be in rapture as she sits tasting your distinct flavour, giving it a good swish around before finally swallowing it with a contented sigh. Both of you feeling more than a little exhausted after your frantic session, Tilly plants her face against your <<if $penis>>now flaccid cock, saliva and stray beads of cum wetting her cheek as she snuggles against it<<else>>extra sensitive vagina, saliva and fem-cum wetting her cheek as she snuggles against it<</if>>. Glancing down at her as she lets out an extremely cute yawn, Tilly begins whispering. "Super tasty! Now my tummy is all fun and warm", a fit of giggles accompanying her observations, "I don’t think I’ve given such a great <<if $penis>>blowie<<else>>cunt-licking<</if>> all the way back when I was here first time around, though before that mean Tony guy made my head all fuzzy I don’t remember much, so maybe I had tons of awesome ones before them", her tiredness seemingly taking down some of the barriers she’d put up earlier. "I think I gave that guy who put my mushy brain back together a pretty cool blowie as thanks, but even with was certainly in the top 3, maybe the best. Plus, like, I was the best at this sort of stuff back when I came here, and I’ve been here for a super long time, and I’ve only got more better. So, I’ve gotta be one of the best at sucking <<if $penis>>dicks<<else>>lady-parts<</if>>, and this was one of my best, so you better be grateful", Tilly sticking out her tongue playfully at the last comment. Petting her hair as she rests with you, you ask quietly, "Put your brain back together? What did they do to you sweetheart?", nervous to hear what horrible things might have happened to your eternally chirpy girlfriend. Shrugging, seemingly a little awkward about this herself, she responds, "Like, when I was a trainee I worked at this bar, and the owner was really handsome but ... I don’t know, kinda skeevy. He convinced me to volunteer for some sorta test thingy that his business was doing, they said I was like the first person, maybe the second, it was pretty confusing. Anyway, it went super wrong and I got super dumb, but the proper staff made me better again, then they let me stay around. So, like, it’s all good in the end, nothing to be sad about", the way she looks at you conveying to you that she’s okay. Now with a few questions answered, and a lot more new ones to ask, you decided not to push any further today, instead repositioning yourselves so that you’re spooning up behind Tilly on the mattress, cuddling her as she makes cute cooing sounds. "Best date ever!", she giggles quietly, practically sleep talking, the both of you bathed in the <<if $time >5>>moon light<<else>>sun light<</if>> of the giant window above you. It’s so relaxing and serene, that you can’t help but think she might be onto something, the both of you staying in your cute position for a little while longer, not wanting the moment to end, though eventually it must. Thankfully, the trip back is much quicker, and mostly down-hill. Your time in the Solarium complete, [[Tilly suggests you both go back to her apartment|Date Tilly Apartment]].

<<if $currentClothing == "Naked" && $currentUnderwear =="Naked">>Seeing no reason to refuse their request, especially as you’re already completely naked, you reply, "Okay, that sounds fine. I’m nude already, so we can start whenever you’re ready". Shrugging, the female Dr Byrd nods over to her co-worker, telling him, "Note compliance with basic requests on <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>his<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>their<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>his<</if>> chart, and put in a request with Alice to add 100 G.G.P to <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>his<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>their<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>his<</if>> account", the doctor only taking a brief moment to make sure he’s doing as told before returning her focus to you, adding, "Good, good, very good. I’m glad to see that you won’t be acting out with us today. This shouldn’t take long and is much less of a hassle for both parties if everyone just plays along. Every little helps, so if you make sure to behave for me today, I’ll make sure that you have a good recommendation from us in your processing records, understood?". Nodding your agreement, quietly adding a, "Yes miss", to it to make sure she hears you, you wait on to hear what she has to say next.<<else>>Seeing no reason to refuse their request, the likelihood that it would be futile anyway pretty high, you reply, "Okay, that sounds fine. I’ll just get undressed. Is there anywhere I should put my clothes?". Shrugging, the female Dr Byrd nods over to her co-worker, telling him, "Note compliance with basic requests on <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>his<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>their<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>his<</if>> chart, and put in a request with Alice to add 100 G.G.P to <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>his<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>their<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>his<</if>> account", the doctor only taking a brief moment to make sure he’s doing as told before returning her focus to you, adding, "Good, good, very good. I’m glad to see that you’re at least pretending to be acting in good faith. This shouldn’t take long and is much less of a hassle for both parties if everyone just plays along. Every little helps, so if you make sure to behave for me today, I’ll make sure that you have a good recommendation from us in your processing records, understood? Anyway, just fold any clothes and place them on the examining table next to you. Hewitt will move them for the time being, then you can have them back after we’re done with the examination stage". Nodding your agreement, quietly adding a, "Yes miss", to it to make sure she hears you do as you’re told. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>First wiggling out of your $currentClothing, you quickly place it presentably next to where you’re sitting before pulling down your $currentUnderwear and placing them on top of the pile<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Wiggling out of your $currentClothing, you quickly place it in a presentable fashion beside you, waiting for further instruction<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Pulling down your $currentUnderwear, you lay it out beside you, the lone set of underwear sitting beside you in such a tiny pile as you wait for further instructions<</if>>. True to her word, Hewitt quickly comes and removes your offering, giving you a subtle thumb’s-up as he does before scarpering off. That done, it looks like the older doctor is ready to go through the next stage of processing.<</if>> "Done. So, I’ll briefly go over the next stage of processing, mostly so you have nothing to panic about. There’s nothing too invasive, though there may be a couple of things that may seem a little embarrassing depending on your sensibilities. Firstly, I’ll be giving you a full physical examination. That does mean giving your body a good look over, as we need to make sure nothing looks out of place. It’ll also mean giving your genitals a more in-depth inspection given the nature of this facility. I’m a doctor and have absolutely no interest at all in taking longer at this than necessary, so don’t go getting flustered about the possibility of me taking advantage of you". Taking a moment to let you ask questions, she continues, "Well, when that’s over and we have everything on record, I’ll run a handheld body scanning wand over you. That’ll give us a full 3d model of your body for your auction file, along with giving us the equivalent of a complete x-ray so that we can ensure there’s no unwarranted mutations going on internally. There’re some minor extras that we offer after that, things that’ll help bulk out your auction report and make you more desirable to potential owners, but by and large they’re optional unless we’re instructed to conduct them by the higher ups. Finally, we’ll give you your preliminary slave grading, which is a major indicator of value, though that’ll probably change after the testing phase. And, that’s everything. Any questions?". Quietly offering her a small, "No, I’m fine", Dr Byrd wanders off to a side table, picking up a stethoscope before returning back to you. Now fully undressed and with the next step of the process explained, [[you sit and wait for your physical examination|Auction Processing Physical]].

<<if $currentClothing == "Naked" && $currentUnderwear =="Naked">>Not wanting to go along with their request, even if you are already completely naked, you reply, "No, I don’t want to. Can’t we just skip over this?". Shrugging, the female Dr Byrd nods over to her co-worker, telling him, "Note a lack of compliance with basic requests on <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>his<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>their<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>his<</if>> chart, and put in a request with Alice to invoke <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>his<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>their<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>his<</if>> internals", the doctor only taking a brief moment to make sure he’s doing as told before returning her focus to you, adding in a tone that impresses upon you how little she cares about your decision, "Not that it really matters, but going along with all this would probably help you out more than obstinate defiance. You’re already nude, so having a doctor’s appointment shouldn’t be too much for you cope with. Now I have to put in a bad word for you on your auction record over this, understood?". Nodding your agreement for some inexplicable reason, your body acting as if you had no control of it you shudder internally at what they’re able to force upon you. Your lips parting in speech, you quietly say, "Yes miss, understood, I agree to behave during the physical", your tone oddly robotic and missing the usual emotion expected in human conversation.<<else>>Not wanting to go along with their request, preferring to keep as clothed as you are given the circumstances, you reply, "No, I don’t want to. Can’t we just skip over this?". Shrugging, the female Dr Byrd nods over to her co-worker, telling him, "Note a lack of compliance with basic requests on <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>his<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>their<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>his<</if>> chart, and put in a request with Alice to invoke <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>his<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>their<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>his<</if>> internals", the doctor only taking a brief moment to make sure he’s doing as told before returning her focus to you, adding in a tone that impresses upon you how little she cares about your decision, "Not that it really matters, but going along with all this would probably help you out more than obstinate defiance. I’m a professional doctor, so having a doctor’s appointment with me shouldn’t be too much for you cope with. Now I have to put in a bad word for you on your auction record over this, understood? Anyway, when it kicks in just take off and then fold any clothes you’re wearing. After that, just place them on the examining table next to you. Hewitt will move them for the time being, then you can have them back after we’re done with the examination stage, see how simple this all can be". Nodding your agreement for some inexplicable reason, your body acting as if you had no control of it you shudder internally at what they’re able to force upon you. Your lips parting in speech, you quietly say, "Yes miss, understood, I agree to behave during the physical", your tone oddly robotic and missing the usual emotion expected in human conversation. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>First wiggling out of your $currentClothing, you quickly place it presentably next to where you’re sitting before pulling down your $currentUnderwear and placing them on top of the pile<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Wiggling out of your $currentClothing, you quickly place it in a presentable fashion beside you, waiting for further instruction<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Pulling down your $currentUnderwear, you lay it out beside you, the lone set of underwear sitting beside you in such a tiny pile as you wait for further instructions<</if>>. True to her word, Hewitt quickly comes and removes your less than consensual offering, giving you a nervous smile as he does before scarpering off. That done, it looks like the older doctor is ready to go through the next stage of processing.<</if>> "Done. Not that you had much choice. Anyway, I’ll briefly go over the next stage of processing, mostly so you can calm down about it. There’s nothing too invasive, though there may be a couple of things that may seem a little embarrassing depending on your sensibilities. Firstly, I’ll be giving you a full physical examination. That does mean giving your body a good look over, as we need to make sure nothing looks out of place. It’ll also mean giving your genitals a more in-depth inspection given the nature of this facility. Once again, I’m a doctor and have absolutely no interest at all in taking longer at this than necessary, so don’t go getting flustered about the possibility of me taking advantage of you". Taking a moment to let you ask questions, she continues, "Well, when that’s over and we have everything on record, I’ll run a handheld body scanning wand over you. That’ll give us a full 3d model of your body for your auction file, along with giving us the equivalent of a complete x-ray so that we can ensure there’s no unwarranted mutations going on internally. There’re some minor extras that we offer after that, things that’ll help bulk out your auction report and make you more desirable to potential owners, but by and large they’re optional unless we’re instructed to conduct them by the higher ups. That said, non-compliance does sometimes spur them on to do so. Regardless, finally, we’ll give you your preliminary slave grading, which is a major indicator of value, though that’ll probably change after the testing phase. And, that’s everything. Any questions?". Grumbling quietly your breath, "No, not that it matters, it seems like I don’t have a choice anyway", at least in semi-control of your body now, you watch on as Dr Byrd wanders off to a side table, picking up a stethoscope before returning back to you. Now fully undressed and with the next step of the process explained, you have little choice but to [[sit and wait for your physical examination|Auction Processing Physical]].

<hr> Hello player! Currently in terms of the auction system this is the end of the content for this build. I hope to get more content to fill in here soon (I've got some half written and some planned, so it shouldn't be too long), with more than ten separate new NPC potential owners, along the prospect of being bought by a few you already know. Until then, I hope you've enjoyed the content you've played, and if you’re still chomping at the bit for more content then hitting the back buttons at the top left of the screen will take you back to the main game. Thank you for playing and have fun! Jpmaggers <hr>

Weaving through the crowds, you eventually spot a rather lost looking male tourist, his large gut barely restrained by a gaudy garishly coloured shirt. Deciding that he’ll make a good target, especially when you see him fumbling clumsily with his wallet, juggling it, his phone, and a shopping bag all at the same time. Even better, the man seems to keep his wallet in his back pocket, making it feel a lot more likely that you could grab it unseen. Stalking after him, keeping your distance, you tail him for a good ten minutes, trying to find an opportune time to make your strike. You’re still a bit nervous, but the idea of making some easy money is way too tempting, especially after homing in on someone even you think you could manage. However, despite his general cluelessness, the tourist hasn’t given you another good opening yet, too pre-occupied with buying more things in shops to put his wallet back to where you need it for long enough. He even goes for a donut which seems like a good opportunity, but the bench he sits on is too solid to let you get a hand through the slats, so you give up on trying to rob him then. Feeling a little disheartened, you jump on the spot in shock when you feel a tiny prod against your arm. Turning as you make a shooing motion, trying to play it cool despite feeling rattled, worried that someone has noticed your suspicious behaviour, you’re more than a little surprised at who the prodder turns out to be. Indeed, standing at barely five foot in height, the girl, or at least you think it’s a girl beneath all the dirt and grime on her face, looks at you with a somewhat blank expression. Stranger, your gaze drifting down past her slightly ratty light brown, possibly dark blonde when clean, hair, you see that she’s wearing what you can only assume is a boiler suit, ragged and tailored into a dress at the bottom as the legs have been cut slightly shorter and patched together. Upon the lapel you see the name badge, "Larry", though you suspect from its refurbished and threadbare state that maybe she’s not the original owner. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MariLarge.png]]</div> "Hi. He’s a bad target", she barely whispers, her tone somewhat monotone, though her eyes convey a flood of emotion, mostly sympathy towards you. "I don’t know what you mean", you respond, trying to cover yourself in case she’s trying to trick you, adding, "But, what do you mean?", unable to help but be curious regarding her short comment. Shrugging a little noncommittally, she answers, "He looks dumb, but he’s not getting easily distracted. The guards look out for guests like him too". "Okay then, well what am I supposed to do? If you think the guards will be paying too much attention to him, and you think he’s not going to distract himself, what do you suggest? Should I find someone else, or should I try and distract him myself? ". "I’ll help", the dishevelled girl says in return, walking over straight towards the man who’s now returning to the seat with another donut in hand. Nervously standing in front of him, she says something that you can’t hear from where you’re standing, though from the reaction he gives whatever it was seems to have made him look in a much better mood, a smug grin crossing his face. Seeing this as a good time to move in, the man much more distracted than previously, with not too many people around and both of his hands full, you swoop forth. Circling behind him out of sight, you try and find the pocket on his khaki pants you earlier saw him place his wallet, overhearing the girl tell him about a number of places that are less well known within the facility. Holding your breath, you dive in, plucking his wallet clumsily from his back pocket, your lack of ability so bad that you’re sure if it was almost anyone else you’d have been caught. Instead, your body pumping with adrenaline, you begin to stride away, trying to look as normal as you can. Turning a corner, you begin riffling through your ill-gotten acquisition, finding inside a number of bank cards and a fair amount of paper money. That’s when realization strikes you, money’s practically useless to you, you’re forced to use the stupid facility points system. Kicking yourself for your poorly thought out plan, you look up to spot that the girl has caught up with you again, her head still hanging slightly down as if she’s anxious, but you do notice a small warm smile from her. "Good work. Guards don’t expect pairs", her limited response giving you the impression that she doesn’t speak to a lot of people. Figuring that she might have a better idea, and feeling at least a little thankful over her help and advice, you in turn ask the grimy girl, "Thanks for the help back there. I was just wondering, I can’t really use money, do you know of any place that I could change it for facility points?", hoping she doesn’t give you a hard time over being a trainee. "Hmmm", the girl responds, thinking for a moment, "Guards can give points too, but they might just steal it. Buy stuff and return it? Convert it that way?". Seeing the second option as the best plan you have, not wanting to risk getting robbed or worse by one of the guards, you nod agreeably. After that, the girl tagging behind you, you spend a few minutes looking for a shop that’ll exchange your ill-gotten money for points without asking too many questions, a task that turns out to be rather easy. Thankfully, most of the store owners are looking to make some fast money and don’t want to rock the boat, so after a few probing questions, you quickly get the money converted. For your efforts, you find that you’re now 500 G.G.P richer, not too bad for less than an hour’s work. Not entirely sure how to act around your tag along, you say to her in a friendly tone, "So, erm, I’m $firstName. Do you want me to give you some of the money? I just converted it, but I could get you something?" Shaking her head, the girl responds, "Hi $firstName. Mari. Your money, you keep. Want to be friends?", a question that is both somewhat awkward and rather cute, the way she keeps bowing her head down to avoid eye contact coming off as more of a charming shyness than anything duplicitous. Seeing no reason to say no, at least for now, Mari having helped you out and possibly knowing some useful things that could help you out further, you tell her, "Sure, that sounds fine by me". Tugging at your arm as if she wants to lead you somewhere, you decide that after everything that has just happened you might as well go with it, seeing no downside to going along with her, especially as from the look on her face you can’t spot any menace or trickery. Surprisingly though, she’s not trying to show you somewhere close by, instead taking you to a nearby service stairway and down to one of the lower floors. Now slightly richer from the aid of the dishevelled brunette, you <a data-passage="Industrial Hub Spend Time With Mari">follow Mari deep into the bowels of the facility</a>.

<<if visited() <=1>>You end up all the way down on the industrial floor of the facility, characterized by large rusty pipes, tight corridors, grumpy looking laborers and most of all grime. Mari, however, seems to know her way, keeping to your pace as she swiftly directs you through the maze of passages. There are no guards down here, at least once you pass out of the main hub, and the workers you do see give you no mind, way too preoccupied with their own troubles already. It takes a while, whereever she’s taking you way off the beaten path, still despite your best attempts to get an answer, she just tells you, "Home. Soon. Follow", which you figure is about the best you could expect given her terse and brief speech style. Eventually, however, you find yourself at a particularly non-descript section of grimy corridor, filled with the exact same sorts of pipe and cable you’ve already gotten bored from seeing in your journey so far. But, this time, Mari stops, moving low against one of the walls, as if she’s looking for something. A metallic grinding shocks your senses, pushing you to pay more attention to what’s going on, your eyes catching the glint of mostly dull metal moving in the low light. In fact, it seems like Mari has pulled away a large vent panel, exposing behind it a remarkably dust and grime free vent, well mostly grime free. Clambering inside with incredible agility, she turns in the opening, ushering you to follow. Not loving the idea of crawling into a, admittedly slightly cleaner than average, vent, you sigh, but ultimately follow her. After all, she did help you out, so you figure you can humour her at least for a little while longer. Further, you’re more than a little curious to see where all of this ends up. Getting on your knees, you squeeze inside, Mari waiting for you to get in before wiggling past you, pulling the vent back over your entrance before rubbing against you once more, passing by you to once more lead the way. Now that you’re crawling through the vent, it takes only a brief trip to reach your final destination, the vent opening up into a remarkably odd room. For the most part it has a low ceiling, maybe 4 or 5 foot tall. However, the far end of the room has a metal grating for a floor, the ceiling sloping up until it's maybe a hundred feet in height. Further, there’s a railing, a decent distance away from the back wall, making you wonder what might be beyond it, most likely a long fall. Getting a better look, you notice that there are some other things that stand out, pillows and blankets, boxes, empty food containers, even a working television. It seems that this might be Mari’s home within the facility. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MariSmall.png]]</div> Grinning at you with a smile that melts your heart it’s so sincere, Mari gestures you over towards some blankets and pillows before the TV, ushering you to sit down. Doing so, you’re soon handed a candy bar and a can of soda, the teenager doing her best to make you feel welcomed in her home. "Thanks for … coming here. I don’t have many friends. Only you really. Wanna hang out?", her awkward shyness still palpable in the air, though she’s obviously trying really hard. Spending some time chatting a little, mostly you are doing the talking, but you get the impression that she does in fact live down here. You’re not sure why, but it sounds like she steals from guests to feed herself, dodging the guards or paying them off if she has to. Most of all, you repeatedly note just how lonely she seems to be down here on her own. It’s weird being in some forgotten maintenance room, talking to a girl in rags, but equally quite endearing, a simple peacefulness to it that makes you feel better and more relaxed. Eventually though, you do need to leave, or at least do something with your time, to which Mari looks up at you with big puppy dog eyes. "Come back … please? Anytime. Thanks for being … being my friend", she offers you, leaving also the option open for you to just stick around and hang out with her further. At the very least, if you do want to spend some more time with Mari, you now know where to find her.<<else>>Crawling back through the vent that Mari showed you previously, you make your way back into her home. The odd room for the most part has a rather low ceiling, maybe 4 or 5 foot tall. However, the far end of the room has a metal grating for a floor, the ceiling sloping up until it's maybe a hundred feet in height. Further, there’s a railing, a decent distance away from the back wall, making you wonder what might be beyond it, most likely a long fall. Getting a better look, you notice that there are some other things that stand out, pillows and blankets, boxes, empty food containers, even a working television. Thankfully, it seems like you’ve caught her at home, the dishevelled girl sitting in front of the TV curled up in blankets, spotting you with a smile. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MariSmall.png]]</div> Standing at barely five foot in height, Mari is extremely dirty, especially her face, though that’s to be expected given that she lives in a forgotten maintenance room and crawls through the facility's vents. She has slightly ratty light brown, possibly dark blonde when clean, hair, and she is wearing a ragged boiler suit that has been tailored into a dress, the bottom having been cut slightly shorter and the legs patched together. Upon her lapel you see a name badge that reads, "Larry", though you know that her name is Mari. <<if $mariABDL>>Shuffling over in your direction with a ragged blanket and a juice box in hand, she first slips the fluffy sheet into her arm pit, putting the straw in the juice box before handing it to you, almost as if she doesn’t think you can manage it alone. Whispering shyly, "Juice and blanket. I’ll put on cartoons for you. You okay? You hungry?", the question left to linger in the air. Slightly more boldly, she hands you the blanket as she ferries you over in front of her TV, her insistent pushing not leaving you a moment to think or complain as she sits you down on some cushions. Flicking around channels for a moment, she eventually finds a very childish cartoon show, bright vibrant colours filling the screen. However, instead of watching it, she’s very clearly watching you, trying to figure out from your expression whether you’re enjoying it or she needs to find something else to entertain you. Regardless, it’s without a doubt that she’s happy to see you, the warm smile on her face a testament to that fact.<<else>>Shuffling over in your direction, a candy bar in hand to offer you, she whispers shyly, "Hi. Chocolate? Wanna watch TV?", her expression leaving you without a doubt that she’s happy to see you.<</if>><</if>> Do you: <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Mari at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>>[[Offer to hang out with Mari|Industrial Hub Hang Out With Mari][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $mariFriendship += 1;]]<</if>><<if !$pickPocketingTrait>> <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to ask Mari to teach you more about pick-pocketing, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>>[[Ask Mari to train you in pick-pocketing|Industrial Hub Train With Mari][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $mariTraining -= 1;]]<</if>><</if>><<if !$mariQuestComplete && $mariEnding >0>> [[Tell Mari you’ve found a way to gain her freedom|Industrial Hub Mari Quest Turn In][$mariQuestComplete = true]]<</if>><<if $aliceQuestStarted && !$aliceQuestComplete && $mariQuestComplete && $inventory.indexOf("R&D Department key card") == -1>> [[Ask Mari whether she can get you a key card for R&D storage|Mari Alice Quest Keycard]]<</if>><<if $mariQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && !$jessFirstQuestBlackmail>> [[Ask Mari for help solving your Agent Gary problem|Mari Jess Quest Blackmail][$jessFirstQuestBlackmail = true; $jessFirstQuestFavourPerson = 1]]<</if>> [[Finish spending time with Mari|Industrial Hub]]

Wondering if turning in Mari, the sweet yet quiet vent dweller, might be a beneficial thing to do, you tell the administrator, "Hey. So, I know that you’re not interested in regular complaints, but what about if I knew something about someone hiding out in the facility and pick pickpocketing people?", tentatively waiting for her response. Despite everything she’s said so far to you, you certainly didn’t expect the reaction you receive. As, the blonde administrator Lianne looks at you aghast, her jaw dropped in shock. "Wait! What? Are you really telling me that you’re trying to sell out that sweet innocent girl, who, out of the kindness of her own heart helped you out in a time of need. The same one who showed you back to her secret lair where she gave you food and drink and just wanted to be your friend. You’re really trying to turn her into me?". Feeling embarrassed at her tone, and more than a little worried about the implications of what she just said, you continue on. "No you’ve got it all wrong. But, if you were right, how do you know all that?", you ask, the level of detail she’d given you uncanny. Shrugging, yet still looking uneasy, Lianne finally answers, "Look, you think there’s a single thing that goes on in this place that we don’t know about. Especially when it comes to our prize trainees. We know all your dirty secrets, including what you get up to in the showers when you don’t think anyone’s looking. No, we know all about your pick-pocketing antics. The thing is, my ethical stance, and that of most of the managerial staff, is that it’s not a crime unless someone gets caught. That’s why we don’t rain thunder down upon your ass every time you get up to hijinks and mischief. But, well … this. This is pretty messed up!". Slightly perturbed over just how power they have over you, especially given their complete lack of scruples, you rub your forehead in irritation. Sighing in exasperation, you nod, "Well I guess that means no", ready to change the subject. Instead, the blonde admin looks back at you confused. "The answer’s never no darling, I’m just personally shocked and appalled at your entirely lacking sense of morality. We pay snitches well around these parts. Dirty rats who are willing to stab their friends in the back are always sure to prosper under our guidance. But … still … yowzah! There’s heartless and then there’s less heart than that, and you’re falling into column B on this one. I don’t know whether to be proud that my little pigeon has flown the coop, or shed tears that it’s joined a gang of hoodlums", her tone now more teasing, conveying that she’s having a lot more fun tormenting you than anything at this point. "So, how much then?", you ask, getting more than a little vexed by her taunts at this point. "Sure, sure. The price for information leading to the apprehension of a an illegal resident of the facility is 3000 G.G.P upon their capture. Good money, but … and I don’t want to make a habit of trying to be reasonable … don’t you think it’s kind of harsh to turn in someone who helped you out like that?", Lianne explains, waiting for your response. Do you: [[Give Lianne the information on where Mari lives|Admin Desk Complaint Mari Betrayal][if($submission >= -90){$submission -= 10;}else{$submission = -100;}; $ggp += 3000; $mariRemoved = true; $mariEnding = 5; $mariQuestComplete = true]] [[Back out of betraying Mari|Admin Desk Complaint]]

Committing yourself to the choice of informing on Mari, you tell the administrator, "Okay, I’ll do it, I’ll inform on Mari", waiting for her response. Shrugging once more, turning towards her tablet computer for a second, Lianne eventually turns back to you, smiling her usual predatory grin, asking, "Okey-dokey. So, what would you like to tell us about that poor sweet pick-pocketing urchin?". In too far with it all now, you tell her everything. Starting with tattling on her pick-pocketing endeavours and the fact that she doesn’t seem to be legally in facility, you go into exact detail to explain to her the location of Mari’s secluded and well-hidden vent home. Internally you feel a few twinges of regret for doing something so heinous, but, when so many points are on offer for doing practically nothing, you can’t help but go along with it. Additionally, it’s not like Mari was innocent in all this, she’s obviously been robbing people for a while. Eventually, finished with your exposition, Lianne holds up a finger to silence you, "The team I sent out five minutes ago has apprehended that lovable scamp, and they’re now wrangling her for more appropriate individuals to deal with. It seems like all your information was correct, not that we didn’t have it all already, but an official witness statement is just that. I’ll have your ill-gotten gains transferred to you post-haste. That poor poor girl", the admin hamming up her statements about your perceived misdeeds once more. A nearby dinging sound, accompanied by a familiar monotone voice announces, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 3000 G.G.P for, snitching on a poor defenceless orphan, probably in between their usual day jobs of kicking puppies and robbing blind people", confirming that the transaction is finally complete, albeit in a way that causes you to glare grumpily at the smug woman before you. Still, after all the comments, you can’t help but feel a little bad about what you’ve done, worry about what sort of future you’ve caused Mari running through your mind whether you want it to or not. "What’s going to happen to her? ", you ask in a small voice, gulping nervously as you do. Letting you linger for far too long, enjoying watching you stew over the possibilities, Lianne eventually relents. "Oh … well, we do have plans for her. She’s actually remarkably skilled, if not a little socially stunted. If it eases your conscience so overburdened with sin, then I suppose I can tell you. She’s been scouted as talent by one of the higher ups. She’s a real go getter that Mari, takes some skill to find a hiding place like that, steal that much from guests over the years, even just evading the guards looking like she does. They’ll probably fast track her to the junior management program with the alternate offer to sell her off as a slave at a more private auction. There’s a big market for corporate spies and people with the right sort of burglary skills, she’ll be well taken care of either way". "Though, it does feel almost a little sad given her situation. You know, we even had a pool going on in the admin department over how things were going to turn out for her. You’ve lost me money today, but that’s okay because I already took it back out of your 5000 point reward … of course, I mean I’ve completely left untouched your 3000 point reward. Anyway, a real tear jerker her story. Suckered in with a legitimate job prospect, then robbed of her ID papers and left to rot within these walls. Probably was some politicians kid being bailed out of here at her expense. Heck, at that point you’re lucky to end up on the trainee program, but she showed some real gumption, it’ll be a shame to see her antics come to an end", the bespectacled administrator explains, the way she speaks making it hard to figure out whether to believe the story she’s spinning you. Though, she does sound almost wistful by the end, so maybe she is being genuine, or at least as genuine as she can muster. Deciding not to press matters any further after everything you’ve just heard, you return to your [[conversation with Lianne|Admin Desk]].

<<if $mariFriendship >= 4 && !$mariQuestStarted>><<include [[Industrial Hub Mari Quest Start]]>><<elseif visited("ABDL Job Main") && !$mariABDL>><<include [[Industrial Hub ABDL First Time Hang Out With Mari]]>><<elseif $mariABDL>><<include [[Industrial Hub ABDL Hang Out With Mari]]>><<else>>Telling Mari that you’d like to hang out with her for a while, she waves a small excited wave at you before becoming her normal sheepish self again, retreating back into herself. Sitting next to you, she seems to be in thought for a second before quickly scurrying off to a set of cardboard boxes and plastic packaging, returning soon with a smaller cardboard box. Letting you look inside it, you find the package filled to the brim with candy, snack bars, juice boxes, soda cans and other assorted snacks, all of which seem to have been randomly thrown in by your grimy host. Offering them up to you, seemingly happy for you take whatever you desire, Mari watches on with wide eyes expectantly as you take out a bag of salted potato snacks and a soda, the label of which is in a language you’ve never even seen before. Glad that you’ve accepted her hospitality, Mari picks out some snacks for herself, preferring a juice box and an energy bar. Eating your snack food next to each other, watching the television, it’s kind of nice to just relax and do something normal with a friend, even if the setting for your hang out session is anything but normal. Mari even hands you half ruined TV remote, content to let you pick the show, though you make sure to choose one that she also seems interested in. As you spend some time with her she doesn’t talk much, but seems to thoroughly enjoy your presence, listening to you talk and all the while giving you her undivided attention. <<if visited() == 1 || visited() >= 4>>You even end up laughing together as a particularly goofy game show comes on, a rerun, but that doesn’t bother you when it’s so zany. It’s nice seeing the otherwise timid girl come out of her shell a bit, seeing her chuckling as people run through an inflatable race course making her seem a lot more like any other girl in her late teens. In fact, In a rare moment of speech, she even asks you about what girls are wearing outside of the facility these days, the comment coming out quietly, likely caused by her being a little self-conscious about her looks, but she soon perks up when you start explaining what you know of the topic. In fact, you get the sneaking suspicion that she might even be taking notes on the matter from you.<<elseif visited() == 2>>Talking about your various interests, the usually silent Mari actually speaks, mentioning in a very quiet voice the word, "Ponies". Watching her happily, waiting patiently for her to explain further, she eventually manages to add, "They’re pretty. I want one", her statement said in an extremely self-conscious tone. Smiling warmly, glad that she shared that, you flick through the TV channels, eventually coming upon an equestrian competition that’s being broadcast live. A normal one that is, not the sort of ‘ponies’ you might find down on the fetish floor. Seeing her eyes light up in turn, you decide to watch this with her, Mari having been accommodating enough so far for you to indulge her in this. It soon seems like that’s the right decision, as she is riveted to the screen, even talking a little, though more to herself than anyone.<<elseif visited() == 3>>Sitting around, Mari bringing over another snack box, this one fully of brightly coloured candy, you can’t help but wonder where she gets all of this stuff. She likely buys it or steals it, but given her unwashed state, you have to question who would sell all these things to her. And so, you do. Mari in turn looks a little confused for a moment, but she eventually answers you with a quiet, "They give it me". Even more intrigued now, you push her for more information, to which she adds, "People are nice, especially down here. They give me stuff. I try to help them out too when I can", her tone conveying just how sincere she’s being. You’re surprised, but it’s nice to hear that there are people trying to help her, the new information putting the sweaty industrial floor and its residents in a whole new light.<</if>><</if>> However, after a little while, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive. Getting up from your spot on the floor you [[go back to talking to Mari|Industrial Hub Spend Time With Mari]].

Figuring that maybe learning how to steal from people in public places might be good idea, you ask Mari in the sweetest voice you can manage, "Hey Mari. You’re so good at that whole pick-pocketing thing, you don’t think you could help me out by giving me some tips about it? I just want to make it as risk free as possible". Looking up from her spot swaddled in rags and blankets on the floor, Mari seems <<if $mariABDL>>a little torn, her expression showing that she’s clearly worried about you doing something so risky. In a voice much more normal in volume than normal, she clearly states, "No, you’re too little", shaking her head from side to side dramatically. Deciding to press the matter a little further, you add, "Please? It’d be riskier to go out there without the proper training", your persuasive words seemingly making Mari reconsider. "Okay, but it’s dangerous. You have to run … really fast if anything bad starts", the worry still evident in her eyes, even though she’s conceding to help train you.<<else>>happy to help you, if not a little worried, stating, "Okay, but you gotta try and be safe. Okay?", to which you respond by nodding eagerly, glad to have convinced her to offer her aid.<</if>> <<if visited() <= 1>>You’re not really sure how she’s going to train you, but when she starts flipping through TV channels you begin to suspect that she intends to train you later. However, to your surprise, out of seemingly nowhere she points at the screen, saying just, "Him". Having not been paying attention, you don’t catch what she’s pointing at, nor the purpose, instead sitting their confused and stunned. Eventually you interject, though only after Mari has pointed at the screen twice more in a similar style, still flicking through the channels. It takes a bit to get the full story of what’s going on out of her, the way she speaks not helping matters, but, in the end you figure out what she’s doing. It seems, that whenever she spots someone who she thinks is an easy target she announces them, slowly helping you to paint a picture of just what sorts of people are the easiest to pick-pocket. It’s unconventional to say the least, but you can’t help but think that it seems a useful talent for her to teach you.<<else>>You’re curious how she’s going to train you this time, but when she starts flipping through TV channels again you begin to suspect that she intends to train you the same way as last time. Your suspicions confirmed when she points at the screen, calling out in a quiet voice, "Him", you watch on, trying to figure out why he’d be a good target. Slowly helped to paint a picture of just what sorts of people are the easiest to pick-pocket, you’re now being able to more easily spot them before she calls them out, specific traits cluing you into who you should target to be safe. It’s unconventional to say the least, but you can’t help but think that it seems a useful talent for her to teach you.<</if>> That part done, she also shows you a few more general skills, things like how to sneak around or take things quietly. She does it all in her vent home, the short ceiling making it a little difficult for her to explain everything, but you are getting an idea of the various techniques at least. Mari is quiet as ever, however she seems to be doing her best to train you, helping guide your hands and feet positioning in the various tasks through a variety of pokes and prods. <<if $mariTraining == 0>><<set $pickPocketingTrait = true>>In the end though, Mari calls a stop to things, looking at you with a remarkably cheery grin. "All learnt now", the small girl announces, scurrying over to her snack pile to bring you both back a drink to rehydrate with. A little unsure, you ask in return, "I’ve really learnt everything I need to know about pick-pocketing?", slightly worried that you haven’t learned a whole lot really. "Yes. Know what good targets look like. How to sneak. To run if it goes bad. That’s everything", her shrug not entirely filling you full of confidence. But, from the way she says it so nonchalantly, you do get the impression that she’s being honest, Mari truly believing that you’ve not learned all that she can teach you about stealing from people. Most of all, imparting to you the importance of fleeing at the first sign things don’t seem to be working out, along with picking people that won’t catch you and cause those problems in the first place. Looking over your sessions, brief though they were, you do start to feel more confident in your pick-pocketing abilities, even if they aren’t perfect, yet.<<else>>Eventually though, Mari calls a stop to the proceedings. Probably more out of her own tiredness than anything, if her yawns are anything to go by that is. Still, she’s complimentary about your progress, announcing in her usual quiet tone, "Good. Still too dangerous. Come back soon", finding you both something to drink to rehydrate before flopping into a particularly cushiony pile of assorted pillows and cushions, rolling around until she gets comfortable. It’s adorable, and you can’t help but join her on the blankets, just sitting there with her peacefully.<</if>> Your pick-pocketing training session now come to an end, you thank Mari thoroughly for her help, especially thankful that she’s done it for you for free. Getting up from your spot on the floor and stretching out your arms, you [[go back to talking to Mari|Industrial Hub Spend Time With Mari]].

Telling Mari that you’d like to hang out with her for a while, she shuffles closer to you and gives you an affectionate hug before becoming slightly more sheepish again, retreating back into herself. Sitting next to you, she seems to be in thought for a second before quickly scurrying off to a set of cardboard boxes and plastic packaging, returning soon with a smaller cardboard box. Though, before she does, she makies sure that the TV is set to something significantly babyish, obviously an attempt to keep you distracted. Letting you look inside it as she seats herself back next to you, you find the package filled to the brim with candy, snack bars, juice boxes, soda cans and other assorted snacks, all of which seem to have been randomly thrown in by your grimy host. Gesturing for you to wait, Mari rummages through it, displacing candy bars and soda cans, searching for something specific with all her concentration. Eventually pulling back from her search, placing the box down beside her on the opposite side to you, she holds in her hands an assemble able children’s lunch kit. Glancing at it as best you can from your position, you can just about spot that it’s the type that comes with crackers, processed cheeses, processed meat slices and a few extra treats, most of them shaped like cartoon dogs and bears. Of course, the embarrassingly childish snack pack is intended for you, your host even going as far as to open it up and make the first one for you, slowly showing you just how to put them together with a warm grin. Not wanting to upset her, the smell of the cheese and crackers actually pretty appetising, you let her put it in your lap, slowly eating your way through it as you go back to staring at the television screen. Distracted as you are, it’s no wonder that manage to drop crumbs all over your chest and lap, Mari dutifully helping to clean you up with a damp rag before you even realize what’s happening. Waiting until you’re finished before she disposes of the plastic wrapper, the dishevelled girl brings back with her another cardboard box, this one labelled as, "Toys", in a slightly wonky handwriting. Placed in front of you by an eager eyed Mari, you pull the lid open, staring down at the remarkably clean, if not a little worn, toys inside. Of particular note, you spot a rather well-loved teddy bear sitting in one corner, making you a little suspicious that maybe Mari might have been using it too. "I got these for you. You need good things to play with. I’m being a good friend?", the petite woman asks, obviously having put a lot of effort into doing this for you given her status and that the facility doesn’t really cater to these sorts of items. Not wanting to hurt her feelings, and finding the gesture incredibly sweet, you nod in agreement, quietly telling her, "Thank you Mari", pulling out a colouring book and the bear to play with, to which Mari seems incredibly happy, albeit in a shy way. The colouring book it turns out is in fact based on one of the cartoons you’ve been watching, a collection of assorted coloured; pens, pencils, crayons and anything else she could find that looked like it could work for such tasks, also supplied in the toy box. It’s fun, regardless of how you felt when you started. Cartoons, snacks, colouring, juice boxes, and most of all a friend who cares about you so much that she would go this far to try and make you happy. Whilst Mari doesn’t join in with you in your play, she’s content to sit beside you, listening to what you have to say in that quiet caring manner you’ve come to expect of her, though she does say a word here or there, trying her best to join into the conversation.

<<set $mariABDL = true>>Asking Mari if it’d be okay to hang out with her for a while, she nods enthusiastically at you before becoming her normal sheepish self again, retreating back into herself. Sitting next to you, she hands you the decaying TV controller before quickly scurrying off to a set of cardboard boxes and plastic packaging, returning soon with a smaller cardboard box. Flicking around the channels absentmindedly, you look inside package to find it filled to the brim with candy, snack bars, juice boxes, soda cans and other assorted snacks, all of which seem to have been randomly thrown in by your grimy host. Beginning to offer them up to you, seemingly happy for you take whatever you desire, Mari suddenly gets very distracted, pointing behind you in the direction of the television. Her gaze darting back and forth between you and whatever is happening, she mumbles in a confused tone, "You’re on TV $firstName?", everything about the situation giving you the distinct impression that she doesn’t know how to react. Turning, you spot the culprit of your current issue, the television in your random clicking having turned onto the ‘Little Land Nursery Show’. Blushing from head to toe at the scene unfolding before you, images of you prancing around the diaper-themed amusement park and talking to the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin filling the screen. It seems that the show is showing highlights of your introduction, you excitement clear as day as you interact with all the distinctly childish tasks put before you, all to a clapping, laughing and cheering studio audience. Moving towards the TV, trying to block her vision of the offending material, not sure how she’ll take it, you try to bluff, "You don’t understand, it’s not like that. I did it as a goof. You know, like on a dare. It was an accident really. I didn’t get a say, so … you know, I get it, lets all have a quick laugh at me looking silly on TV and move on", your rambling babble not doing much to persuade the socially awkward vent dweller. Instead, Mari just sits there quietly for the best part of a minute, trying to process a response but not fully equipped with the know-how to do so. However, she eventually looks at you with a warm expression, her eyes seeming bigger than normal as she looks at you sympathetically. "$firstName friend", she starts, causing you to nod along hopefully, "But I’ve been a bad friend. You like that stuff, and I’ve been giving you my stuff", she continues to say, her explanation muddled but filled with emotion. "Sorry. I’ll try to look after you better now. We can watch cartoons instead", the worry that she’s offended you by how she’s treated you up to now obvious on her face. Of course, that does little to dissuade to twisting sensation in your stomach that this is about to get even more embarrassing. Remembering that she’s holding the box of snacks that she was offering you, she looks down at it, clearly trying to find something specific. You go to take a can of some weirdly labelled soda, wanting to diffuse the tension, but Mari blocks your hand, shaking her head, "That’s big <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>person<<elseif $vagina>>girl<<elseif $penis>>boy<</if>> drink. Will make your tummy sore", leaving no room for disagreement in her statement. Watching on, you see her locate a juice box, even going so far as to put the straw in, all the while looking at you. When she reaches out to hand it to you, the possibility that she was getting it for herself fades in your mind, the humiliation of the situation only made worse in that she didn’t think you capable to even put your own straw in. Taking it reluctantly, you tell her, "Mari, it’s okay, you really don’t need to. I drink soda all the time, and I can put the straw in too. Can we just go back to normal", feeling a little out of balance from the surprise of seeing your TV show appearance with a friend. But, Mari doesn’t seem to be listening at this point, instead going over to the TV and changing it to an extremely brightly coloured and babyish cartoon, watching you expectantly with such a warm grin that you can’t help but go along with it for now, not wanting to upset her kind hospitality. After all, it’s obvious that she’s only doing all of this because she thinks she’s upset you and needs to make up for it. Maybe she’ll even go back to how she was before with you after she’s gotten it out of her system, you think to yourself, slurping at the sweet berry juice. That said, as time goes by and she keeps fawning over you, making sure that you’re properly fed, hydrated and entertained, you get the sinking feeling that things will never be the same again between you two.

<<set $mariQuestStarted = true>>Telling Mari, "Would it be okay for us to hang out a bit together now?", not expecting her to turn down the offer, you’re surprised at her response. Indeed, instead of the usual enthusiastic nods and smiles you’re used to, she’s just sat there staring at the television, distracted and possible a little sad from what you can tell of her grimy facial expressions<<if $mariABDL>>, whatever the case, it’s a far difference from the caring diligent Mari who gets you juice boxes and lets you watch cartoons<</if>>. Giving her a moment, she still doesn’t answer, only becoming more despondent as time goes on. Wanting to help her, you try and locate the source of her discomfort, homing in on the show that she’s currently transfixed with. Finding it to be an advert for a woodland holiday park, filled with horse riding and family picnics, you’re not sure if it’s the problem or something else, but you still decided the best choice for now is to turn it off, hoping that doing so might calm Mari down from her now quiet sobs. <<if $mariABDL>>Not sure what to say you just give her a big hug to help cheer her up. Beginning to stir from her fugue, Mari looks at you apologetically, saying, "Sorry. I’m supposed to look out for you. I’ll get you juice". Despite the fact that she still has tear tracks running down her cheeks, it seems like your caring friend is still putting your needs ahead of her own, genuinely mortified that she failed in her perceived duties. "It’s okay Mari, I’ve still got some juice", you say sympathetically, holding up your half-full box of juice, "But, you seemed really upset back there. Is there anything I can do to help you?".<<else>>"Hey, erm, Mari. You seem upset, is there anything I can do?", you say, looking at her sympathetically. She doesn’t seem completely convinced, staying quiet at first, but regardless you decide to press the issue, adding, "I’m worried about you Mari, and I want to help if I can. So, please, tell me what’s the problem so I can try", the extra comments seeming to make some impact at least.<</if>> Not wanting to burden you with the issue, the grimy girl tries to wave you off, but when you don’t relent, looking at her with pleading eyes, she answers quietly, "Advert made me upset", leaving a bated pause before continuing, "It’s outside. And, it’s nice. And, everyone seems happy". Unable to be entirely sure the reason for her outburst, but pretty confident that it might be how she’s stuck inside the facility, you think back to your previous conversations with the vent dweller. Strangely, you don’t think that she’s ever commented on how she ended up here or why she can’t leave, though, given how little she usually says that maybe isn’t so strange after all. On that note, you resolve to get to the bottom of this, enquiring in a gentle tone, "So … Mari. I don’t think it’s ever come up before but, um, how did you end up here? I mean, in the facility". "Tricked", she answers nervously, not looking you in the eyes, "A bad man offered me a job. Then stole my ID. My online accounts are gone too", tears beginning to start back up as she answers your query. "Who? Maybe I can report him, or make a deal to get you your identity back. There’s got to be some way out of this, especially if I help out", you reply supportively, giving her the sort of look that you hope will cheer her back up. It works a bit, but she’s still not sure, at least as much as you can tell. "He’ll do bad things to you too. I don’t want you getting hurt by him", she warns, finally faltering as she explains, "He sold it and left. The man who bought it is called Tony Bosco. I think he sold it on too", sounding thoroughly defeated after that last pronouncement. Still, regardless of what Mari thinks, you’ve still got yourself a couple of leads. After your experience with pick-pocketing, you know that most people can be bought around here, so chances are there might be some way to buy her out of her predicament. The question is, if you do try and help, who would be the best person to talk to about this? After all, Tony B isn’t going to want to hand over her identity without something in return, if he has it at all. Meanwhile, the security in the facility could possibly help out, but only if they think there’s something in it for them, and if they suspect that you’re helping a fugitive within the facilities very walls, then they may just turn on you instead. Either way, there are options at least if you want to try and help your dishevelled friend. Doing your best to comfort her, you tell her, "I’ll check around, if I hear anything helpful I’ll try my best", wanting to give her some comfort without raising her hopes needlessly, her eyes going wide at your announcement. <<if $mariABDL>>"No, you can’t risk yourself, she cries in anguish, "You’re too little. You’ll get hurt. I have to protect you". All the while you can feel the tension in the air, Mari clear in her stance that she sees you as too childish to risk doing something like this. However, remembering the image of her face red and puffy with tears, it still might be worth it to help her.<<else>>"Okay", she answers, subdued, "But, don’t take risks. Please", her concern for you palpable. However, after seeing the image of her red faced and in tears, it still might be worth helping her even if a few risks are involved.<</if>> For now though, you both just settle back into your normal routine of snacks, TV and light conversation for a little while.

<<set $alfonsiQuestGiven = true>>Making your way a inside, you’re about to be greeted by Villin, the violet haired bunny-girl waitress, but, just before she reaches you, the balding elderly owner of the establishment whispers something in her ear, causing her to wander over to the kitchens. Walking over to meet you instead, Mr Alfonsi, in his flour dusted apron smiles at you a greeting, announcing, "Hello there. I’m sorry for the delay in you being seated, but I had a small proposition for you. There’s no pressure, just an offer if you’ve got time". Curious, you let him lead you over to a shadowy table in the corner, taking a seat. Likewise, the chef and owner of the restaurant, Mr Alfonsi, does the same, albeit sitting on it backward, straddling the seat whilst resting his arms on the backboard. "Ahhh. You kids won’t be able to appreciate how good it feels to sit down after a long day’s work when you’re old, but it’s the greatest. Anyhow, I apologize for taking time out of you day to yap at you, but I do have something that I thought you might be interested in. You see, strange as it might sound, I need someone who’s willing to taste test some of my new dishes. Thought you might be up for the challenge". Curious to hear more, but guessing there must be a catch, you ask, "Thank you for the offer, but if it’s not a problem to ask, what’s the catch?", trying to not sound accusatory as you pump him for more information. "Well, some of my produce is … unsual", he starts, pawing at his greying and balding hair, "Look, I spotted you as one of those trainee program kids. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not into giving you all a hard time like some around here or nothing. Just, I thought you might be tight for cash, plus you have a weird body chemistry too. You see, my Villin used to be one of you, and she’s had more minor reactions to the stuff, so I don’t want her to test it. Meanwhile, I don’t really want to sell anything to customers that might do weird stuff to them. Might only do it to trainees, but I’d still feel like an ass. So, if you were willing to help an old man out with this, then I’d be more than willing to give you a good payment". With all his cards on the table now, so to speak, you wonder to yourself just how bad this could all be. Still, Mr Alfonsi seems a nice and rather genuine sort of guy. You certainly don’t get the impression he’s trying to trick you in any way. Wanting to hear more, you press on, "I’m still not completely sure, but if I did what sort of pay could I expect?". Nodding along, happy to hear your interest, Mr Alfonsi replies, "So, I’ve got some points stored up from customers. I can never figure out the whole exchange rate thing on them, so you can have those if you want. Otherwise, I can hook you up with a discount card for meals here, give you a good rate on them too, best prices in the center and best food too if I say so myself", the older man chortling at his last statement, "Anyway’s, I’ve got work to do, but if you’re interested tell Villin anytime and we’ll sort it all out. I’ll let you pick from my shortlist, you test four dishes and you get the pay. Hope you give it a shot, but until then have a great meal". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VillinSmall.png]]</div> And, on that note Mr Alfonsi departs, turning the chair back around the right way before he does so. Not long after, grabbing a menu along the way, Villin returns, with a cheery grin on her face, "Hello again $firstName, and welcome back to Restaurant Alfonsi! Sorry about the interruption, but I hope Mr Alfonsi wasn’t too … full on with you, he can get a little … boisterous sometimes. But, um … I’m Villin, and I’ll be your waiter today. We have a daily specials board that I’ll grab for you in a second. Mr Alfonsi makes a lot of really nice traditional dishes, along with a great dessert selection, so I’m sure there should be something that catches your fancy. In terms of payment, we accept facility points as well as cash and staff reward coupons. We also provide live music at regular intervals. I’ll give you some time to look over the menu before I come back to take your order. I can also bring over a pitcher of water if you’d like, free of charge while you try and figure things out", the bunny-girl trying to cover for any possible faux-pas caused by her boss. Responding to her a, "Hey Villin. Thanks, that all sounds great, and don’t worry, Mr Alfonsi was fine", as you take the opportunity to look over what’s on offer, you watch on as Villin sags a little, taking a deep breath of relief.

<<set $alfonsiQuestGiven = true>>Telling Villin, "Can you please get Mr Alfonsi for me? He asked me to talk to him if I wanted a bit of a job", you decide to take Mr Alfonsi up on his offer, the prospect of taste-testing some dishes and getting paid at the same time too appealing to turn down. With a small giggle, the violet-haired bunny-girl winks at you, her tone jovial and upbeat yet still quieter than you’d expect from most people, "You planning on stealing my job, or will I have some company washing dishes after work". Her good spirits infectious, you say to her as she leaves on her task, "Not this time. Just a one off thing for him. Your jobs safe … for now", both of you having a quiet laugh over the joke. It doesn’t take long for Villin to disappear into the kitchens, the aging Mr Alfonsi bursting back through the swinging door soon afterwards with gusto and bravado combined. It seems like everyone is cheery today, though with such delicious smells and lovely ambience around, you can understand why the both of them might be so happy working here. Still, you’re not left long to think before Mr Alfonsi hurridly shuffles over to you, his arms open as if he’s hugging the air. "Ahhh, there you are. My dear Villin tells me that you’re here to take me up on my offer. If that’s the case, then today is my lucky day indeed", he chortles, losing his breath mid-way so that it turns into a slight cough. "Yes, I’m here to help you out with the taste-testing job, if the offers still open that is", you reply with a smile, the combined scent of so many aromatic dishes really starting to make you feel hungry. "Good, good!", the restaurant owner exclaims in return, clapping his hands together for emphasis, "Then I’ll give you the run down on it all and get back in the kitchen to plate it all up for you. I’ve got a lot of recipes that I want to test out, so I hope you’ve brought your appetites with you. Now, some of the ingredients that I’ve acquired in here are slightly … questionable. It’s not like I got them off the back of a truck, but I’ve got limited access to suppliers in here for fresh produce, and some of them are Frankenstein-ed together if you get my meaning. You hear stories, and I don’t want my dishes causing my customers to get ill or grow an extra arm, or anything. So, that’s why I came to you for help. No offense, but you guys on the trainee program are both more susceptible and more easy to treat for these sorts of things. I don’t know the science, that stuff goes way over my old head, but you’re more … malleable than normal people for whatever reason, that’s the short version that I got told anyway". "But, I’m not some heartless businessman, this is my career and my passion, not some hunt for big money, I’m not going to give you anything I think could do you bad. You’re doing me a favour on this, and my Villin too. I think I mentioned it before, but she’s an ex-trainee program member, so I always worry about having her around ingredients that could adversely affect her. No, no, that’s probably the biggest part of all this. That’s why I’m willing to pay you big for your efforts. Your choice, either one and a half thousand facility points, or I can give you a half price discount card on all my food forever, which is good money if you’re planning on sticking around". Giving you a long stare, the extended eye contact a little unnerving, though it seems like he’s just trying to establish his sincerity in all this, Mr Alfonsi continues, "The plan is, I’ll give you a short-list of some of the new dishes I have planned, then you tell me what you’re feeling sounds good. You test four of my list for me and we’re all good. I’ll find someone else for the others sometime, or make a bigger list of new recipes and call you back. One or the other. I have a few worries about some of the ingredients so I’ll tell you the rumours I’ve heard ahead of time, but for the most part it’s just trying out four dishes and giving me your opinion on them, you know, outside of seeing if they turn you blue with pink polka dots", another round of stunted laughter bellowing out of the slightly portly man as he amuses himself over his joke. Slightly nervous, but committed to helping now, you nod, answering, "That sounds fine. So, what’s on the menu?", the smell of his delicious cooking helping to quickly melt away your worries. And, on that note, he pulls out a handwritten list of dishes [[which he hands to you|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main]].

Reading it through, there’s not much there, just a few dishes named and the general ingredients that are used in them. Mr Alfonsi has gone to the effort to highlight which ones could possibly cause an allergic reaction, though you don’t think that given your seemingly boundless health since the treatment, that you have anything to worry about in terms of traditional illnesses. The balding gentleman sticking around to read over your shoulder and offer the advice that he promised he would.<<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Meatballs")>> "Spaghetti and meatballs", reads the first dish on the list, Mr Alfonsi quickly chiming in, "Ahh, yes, my family meatball recipe. I’ve wanted to add it to the menu for a long time, but you just can’t get the quality beef stock for the mince in here. Feh, the owners of this facility pride themselves on the luxury of it all, but then they provide sub-standard ingredients, or everything is in quarantine until it’s no longer fresh, how is a man supposed to work under these conditions", throwing his hands up dramatically over his plight. "Then I get approached by a man who works in one of their science labs. He tells me, ‘Mr Alfonsi, we’re making top quality meat, grown in a vat. No animals hurt and we provide whatever meat you want made to order. Big and perfect, more perfect than any best bred livestock’. Well, I laughed at him, but I told him if he could get me sample to test then I’d give it a try. He delivers the stock, it’s top quality like he said, but then he tells me they pump it full of some magic growth hormones to make it get big so quickly. It looks good, but I’ve heard enough rumours about giant food, heard how it can get into people who eat it. Not sure what it’ll do if anything, but I’d appreciate knowing if I can source all my meat from inside this place. It’d certainly be a load of my back".<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Pizza")>> "Traditional cheese and tomato pizza with rocket", is the next option, a smiling Mr Alfonsi explaining, "Now, before you get the wrong idea, I do have pizza on the menu already, but I wanted to try a different cheese supplier as my current one is pretty pricey. Everything else on it is fine, but I’m using a combination of mozzarella and parmesan cheese produced through the center’s dairy. It’s probably fine, but you can never be too careful. It smelled good at the very least, and I’ve sampled it without getting sick or changing. Still, might do something different to a trainee. I’d say it’s probably one of the safest options on the menu really, but you never know what schemes they’re up to around these parts".<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Chicken")>> "Pan fried chicken breast in sundried tomatoes", the menu lists as another choice. "The chicken is fine, we’ve had a good supplier for that for years now. It takes a little while to go through quarantine, but the chicken keeps better than some of the meats. The problem I’m having is with the sundried tomatoes. Maybe it sounds an odd thing to worry about, but there’s a proper way to prepare them, and I just don’t know if the high tech way the facility is producing them is safe. In fact, I’ve had some of the factory staff down on the industrial floor tell me how many of the workers turned red, like a beet, all over their bodies. They say some of them also had vines grow out of their orifices. It sounds terrible, dreadfully terrible. How would you cope with vines coming out of your mouth and ears, let alone down below. I’d love to get some sundried tomatoes, but if the rumours are true it might not be worth the risk for either of us".<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Olive Oil")>> "Basket of assorted breads with olive oil and balsamic vinegar", reads the next item on the list. "It might seem like an odd thing to test, but hear me out first", starts Mr Alfonsi, hands up in the air, "My bread is fine, fresh baked in my Kitchen twice daily. It comes out piping hot and fluffy as they come. No, my concern is a new olive oil batch I bought. One of the facility admins came and offered me a free crate, extra virgin olive oil by the bucketload. That’s odd enough, they don’t give anything away for nothing, but to send someone down from high up to offer it, no that sets of alarm bells in old Mr Alfonsi’s head. I can’t guess what it might do, but it’s suspicious".<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Horseradish")>> "Horseradish baked clams", you see is the next option on the tester menu. His face going a little pale at this one, Mr Alfonsi explains, "This one I’m especially worried about. I’ve not been able to get a single piece of horseradish since getting here. It’s not a big deal, but it limits some of my options, especially with fish dishes. But, I’ve heard bad things, very bad things about this. It was sold through the official suppliers, but I’ve been told by other restaurants the horror stories. People have horrible reactions to it, I’ve heard people get cloven feet and grow hair all over their bodies. Oh, it’s terrible business. You can try it if you want, but I’m not going to feel sad if you ignore this one".<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Steak")>> "Steak with a red wine sauce", reads the next item on the list, Mr Alfonsi going over the explanation once more, "The steak is not an issue. We sometimes have issues getting good quality fresh meats, but that’s a whole different kettle of fish. No, what I’m testing on this one is the red wine sauce that goes with it. The wine is apparently grown in facility greenhouses somewhere on site. I’m not sure if I trust the idea of wine from a greenhouse rather than a vineyard, but I can likely still use it as a base for sauces. I might even use it in some of the pasta dishes if it proves to be alright. You can never trust these sneaky business types though, so I’d prefer if I got it tested first. I’ve not heard much about it, though I did have one waitress I talked to in a bar tell me that it made her lips swell up. Not sure if that was true or if she was just flirting with me", a gruff laugh telling you that he considers the last statement in a more joking manner.<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Gelato")>> "Rainbow Gelato", reads the subsequent entry, accompanied by another explanation, "Not too much to say about my assortment of Gelato flavours. It’s a top seller, people really love the traditional taste of gelato, myself included. But, I’ve had word from Villin that some of the trainees who come in here have a weird reaction where their hair changes colour. I want to know if Villin can eat it without risk, or if this is all panic for nothing. I get the milk from inside the facility, so it’s possible the food dyes are doing something weird because of it, but I’ve never seen anything myself. It does taste good though".<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Lasagne")>> "Vegetable Lasagne", is the last item on the list, a slightly quiet Mr Alfonsi scratching the bolding spot at the top of his head nervously, "Look, this one is safe. No new ingredients, no complaints, no rumours. It was one of my ma’s old recipes that I found a few months back in one of her old cookbooks. I’ve been trying to get it right, but I’m not sure if I’m doing a crap job at it or just not able to compare it to what my memory of hers was like. Guess I’m just being nostalgic, but I’d appreciate another opinion on it, maybe figure out where I’m going wrong. Personally I prefer a good mince in my lasagne, but ma always cooked it as a vegetable dish, so that’s what I got to do too. But, looking at it the other way, you’ve got one option that you know isn’t going to make you grow a third breast, so you can indulge an old man in this can’t you?".<</if>> Your options all laid out, you wonder what would taste the best. You’ve still got <<set _remainingDishes = 5 - visited()>>_remainingDishes dishes left to taste before you’ve finished. Do you:<<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Meatballs")>> [[Pick the spaghetti and meatballs|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Meatballs]]<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Pizza")>> [[Pick the cheese and tomato pizza|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Pizza]]<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Chicken")>> [[Pick the chicken with sundried tomatoes|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Chicken]]<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Olive Oil")>> [[Pick the bread basket with olive oil and balsamic vinegar|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Olive Oil]]<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Horseradish")>> [[Pick the horseradish baked clams|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Horseradish]]<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Steak")>> [[Pick the steak in red wine sauce|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Steak]]<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Gelato")>> [[Pick the rainbow gelato|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Gelato]]<</if>><<if !visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Lasagne")>> [[Pick the vegetable lasagne|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Lasagne]]<</if>>

Shuffling back to your table with a large contented grin, Mr Alfonsi claps his hands for emphasis, "$firstName! You’ve done me a big favour today. Lots of things tested, lots of new options for me in the kitchen, and for Villin to know what is safe to be around. And, don’t worry, I can get some shmuck to test the rest of them. Anyway, you don’t want to hear me blathering on all day like some senile old man on the porch yell at the kids. No, let’s get down to business. As I told you before, I have two different things I could pay you with depending on which you prefer". "Firstly, you could have all the points I have laying around that I haven’t cashed in with the facility. I can never figure out how to get he money for those damn things, so I have Villin run down there once a year or so to do it for me. She has a much better head for that stuff than me, goes way over this man’s head. Got about one and a half thousand of them I think, though I’d have to check for the exact number. I could probably round them off to that, that might be easier. But, yeah, you could have some money to help you out on the day to day if you want. I hear those points go a long way for you trainees, especially if you want to impress people or stick around longer". "Or", he continues, "I could fit you up with one of my amazing discount cards. You get a shiny little card to remember this all by, and a fifty percent discount on all the food you purchase from my establishment. You know, we don’t give out a lot of these, basically only to family, friends and the top executives for the facility, very esteemed company. I often don’t even break even on those sort of meals, that’s the kind of love I’m showing with the card, it’s like I’m making you a family meal". Asking him, "Which one would you take if you had to pick?", curious which one he considers the better deal, you watch him scratch his chin for a moment in contemplation. "The card I think. Other than it making a great bargaining tool down the line if you need to get into someone’s good graces, which is a valuable commodity around here, if you’re eating regularly then you’ll make a profit on it pretty quickly. But, then again I’m kind of biased. After all, I want to hear you keep praising my cooking, so having a way to keep you coming back for it is in my best interests too. Don’t look at me like that, give an old man his due, flattery over my food is always appreciated and often required", chuckles the elderly restaurant owner, giving you a happy grin as you contemplate your reward options. It seems, that you’ve got two choices before you. Firstly, you could take the money. It’s a fair amount of points, and those could cover your expenses for a while, or buy you something big if you wanted it. Either way for an hours work at most you’d be walking away with some serious cash. However, the discount card has its merits too. Other than letting you get cheap high quality food from Mr Alfonsi, a talented chef and a man who seems trustworthy, it also does give you a potent gift to bargain with if you ever need to get a favour from someone important. Either way, it’s probably about time to make a choice. Do you: [[Take the points as your reward|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Money Reward][$ggp += 1500; $alfonsiQuestComplete = true]] [[Take the discount card as your reward|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Card Reward][$alfonsiQuestComplete = true]]

Selecting the cheese and tomato pizza, seeing the happy grin of the portly restaurant owner grow even wider, Mr Alfonsi quickly shuffles back into the kitchens to make it for you. Stewing over in your worry about what could happen to you, the possibility of some strange effect overcoming you from the pizza a very real possibility given your knowledge of the facility, though he didn’t seem too worried about this one. Still, your wait isn’t long, and the combination of sumptuous smelling food and the generally relaxed atmosphere help keep you relatively calm. "Here it is. One piping hot stone baked cheese and tomato pizza with rocket, straight out of the oven. It’s a pretty big one, so don’t worry about eating the whole thing, just manage what you can", smiles the aging man, placing the heated plate of pizza before you. Looking it all over, the pizza doesn’t seem unusual. The base is a little uneven, as if it spilled out with a mind of its own, and there’s some tomato slices mixed in with the melted cheese and sauce, but other than that it’s just what you’d expect of a pizza. Well, that is other than the fresh chopped rocket leaves sprinkled across the top of it, but they don’t look suspicious at least, especially when your worries surround the origin of the cheese. Overall, it smells delicious, the cheese still slightly bubbling as it’s only just come out of the oven it’s so fresh. Giving it a moment to cool, you tentatively pick up a slice, wondering in the back of your mind whether in a restaurant you should eat pizza like this or with a knife and fork. Still, as you take your first nibbling bite of it, your taste buds are in heaven, the pizza almost perfect in every way. You can’t place why, but you certainly can appreciate the expertise and care that went into cooking it, the recipe likely a long held family secret. What’s more, even as you finish off your first slice, moving onto the next, you’re yet to see a single consequence of eating it, the mild concerns about the cheese seemingly unfounded, much to your relief. It’s also about this time that Mr Alfonsi returns. Seeing him return, you tell Mr Alfonsi, "It doesn’t seem to have done anything to me, and it’s really tasty", the older man nodding along happily to your pronouncement. Chortling a little he responds, "Good, good. If there’s nothing wrong with it then I can get away with using cheese from the dairy without worry. That means I get to use the pizza oven a whole lot more, which makes me happy. Now that I know I’ll try and get the pizza up on the menu". Letting you finish up however much you want to, he quickly busses your plate when you’re done, <<if visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main") == 4>>telling you [[he’ll be out to pay you in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest End]]<<else>>[[he’ll be out to hear your next choice in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main]]<</if>>.

Selecting the pan fried chicken breast in sundried tomatoes, seeing the happy grin of the portly restaurant owner droop slightly, Mr Alfonsi quickly shuffles back into the kitchens to make it for you. Stewing over in your worry about what could happen to you, the possibility of some strange effect overcoming you from the sundried tomatoes a very real possibility given your knowledge of the facility, especially after the rumours that Mr Alfonsi mentioned. Still, your wait isn’t long, and the combination of sumptuous smelling food and the generally relaxed atmosphere help keep you relatively calm. "Hey … um, here it is. You know, you don’t have to eat this one if you don’t want to. Having plants growing out of … places, doesn’t sound good. I mean, I want them tested, but that just sounds bad. Guess if you’re up for the risk though it does smell good. Made sure to do all my best work on it, so if it goes wrong as least it’ll be a good meal still", smiles the aging man slightly nervously, placing the dish of chicken and sundried tomatoes before you. Looking the meal over, the chicken doesn’t seem unusual, although you’re unsure if you’d know what to look for really if it was. It looks nicely cooked, with a relatively thin sauce that’s full of the worrisome sundried tomatoes. Along with the chicken that you expected, you also spot some new potatoes and asparagus tips, likely to fill the dish out so it feels more complete. Overall, it smells delicious, though again, there’s not much you’ve seen in the restaurant that doesn’t. Poking at the sundried tomatoes with your fork, you half expect them to shoot out tendrils of plant matter, however, the just sit there as they were, red and delicious smelling. Still not ready to trust them, you slowly work your way around everything else, eating the potatoes and the asparagus tips, not really considering in the moment that they’re all sitting in the sundried tomato sauce, meaning that eating them would likely contaminate you all the same. Finally deciding to bite the bullet and give the chicken a try, you cut off a sizable chunk, scooping up one of the shrivelled tomatoes along with it, the delectable balsamic aroma helps slightly sooth your concerns, taking your attention off your impending doom just long enough for you to stuff it in your mouth. Chewing it as fast as you can, swallowing it down so fast you worry you might choke instead of whatever other dangers there, you wait for it to do something freaky to you. … Nothing happens. Even after waiting a whole minute with bated breath nothing has happened yet. You’re almost disappointed after all the warnings you received, though relief that you’ve managed to avoid disaster helps mollify any disappointment you might feel. Well, that and how great the food is, the vinegar flavour matched with the savoury chicken and delicious tomatoey base all combine together wonderfully, making your stomach feel warm and comforted. That’s about when Mr Alfonsi arrives. Seeing him return, you tell Mr Alfonsi, "It’s tasty but … urgh … I think something is happening", doing your best to fake having some sort of bad reaction, the sounds you start making likely wouldn’t feel out of place in a zombie film. Going completely pale, the aging restaurant owner, turns to run, calling out in panic over his shoulder, "The rumours were true! Please don’t turn me into a plant monster!". Laughing, you know that you should probably say something before this gets out of hand, the poor man truly seeming to believe your hokey acting. "No, I’m really fine. I just wanted to get back at you after all those comments about vines and … places. It seems like someone was pulling a prank on you when they told you those rumours. I can’t see it doing anything and it tastes great", you respond, hoping that the apologetic face you’re pulling will be enough to make him feel better. "Okay, okay, you got me. Pulling such a mean prank on an old man, how terrible of you. Fair is fair though, I shouldn’t have fallen for those crazy rumours in the first place. You spend enough time around here, they start to sound less kooky. Glad to hear it tastes good though, that means I’m safe to get myself all the sundried tomatoes I want. So many new options in the kitchen", he says, the older man seemingly haven forgiven you. Letting you finish up however much you want to, he quickly busses your plate when you’re done, <<if visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main") == 4>>telling you [[he’ll be out to pay you in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest End]]<<else>>[[he’ll be out to hear your next choice in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main]]<</if>>.

Selecting the steak, seeing the happy grin of the portly restaurant owner grow even wider, Mr Alfonsi quickly shuffles back into the kitchens to make it for you. Stewing over in your worry about what could happen to you, the possibility of some strange effect overcoming you from the pizza a very real possibility given your knowledge of the facility, though your lips maybe getting a little thicker doesn’t sound too bad a risk to take. Heck, swollen lips might just be an allergic reaction. Still, your wait isn’t long, and the combination of sumptuous smelling food and the generally relaxed atmosphere help keep you calm. "Here you go. I wasn’t sure how you best like your steak, but overcooking such a nice piece of meat would be a sin, so I did it medium-rare. It’s not bloody, but there should be a lot of flavour still. It’s a 10 ounce fillet cut, accompanied with seasonal vegetables and new potatoes. I thought about going with dauphinoise potatoes, but they’re more of an acquired taste, they also doing go particularly well with the red-wine that you’re testing. As for the red-wine sauce itself there’s not a lot for me to mention. I’ve included it in a small serving jug, put on as much as you want, though I’d certainly prefer if you did use it given that it’s the thing you’re testing for me. I’m not sure how good a red it is, but it probably doesn’t matter as it’s just being used as a sauce base, it’s more about whether it has any side effects. Anyway, enjoy", smiles the aging man, placing the plated large steak in front of you. Glancing at the steak and extra’s it all seems rather normal. The steak itself relatively big and thick, the meaty scent both tantalizing and instantly able to impress upon you the skill of Mr Alfonsi as a chef. The potatoes and vegetables also look fine, though in truth you’re not sure if you can really go too much wrong with basics like those. The only item that raises your suspicions is the aforementioned red wine sauce, however, even that doesn’t look or smell out of the ordinary, just a relatively thin liquid in a little white container sitting on the edge of your plate, waiting to be used. Giving it a moment to stoke yourself up, you decide to dive right into it, pouring the sauce onto the steak. Picking up the steak knife you’ve thankfully been left, you carve off a small bite, the pink insides of the fillet looking positively delicious. Closing your eyes, you jam it into your mouth, chewing so quickly you barely taste it, not wanting to sit in anymore anticipation of it possibly going wrong. Swallowing it, shaking slightly, you hold your hand up to your face, touching your <<checkLips>> lips, a sinking feeling in your chest making your adrenaline surge as you discover if anything has happened.. However, it seems like despite the rumours nothing has changed. Still not sure if maybe the wine could have a delayed reaction, you don’t let down your defences just yet, but you’re certainly feeling much more calm about everything. Calm enough that you can really start savouring the delicious meat cut, enjoying the slightly fruity alcoholic tone the red-wine gives it. But, when you’ve made it through a few more bites and nothing has changed, you really start to relax into it all, luxuriating in the expensive dish that’s been served to you. That’s about when Mr Alfonsi returns. Seeing him return, you tell Mr Alfonsi, "It’s amazing, and my lips are all fine, no problems with this one", the older man nodding along happily to your pronouncement. Chortling a little he responds, "Good, good. I’m glad your mouth didn’t swell up like a balloon, it would make it difficult for you to eat my cooking. It seems the drunk waitress must have been imagining things, or maybe just making excuses for her over-pumped lips. Regardless, this is excellent news, now I can start using the in-facility red wine in my cooking. You don’t know how much it has pained me having to decide between pouring quality wine into the cooking or avoid it at all. Oh so much fine red I’ll be able to acquire". Letting you finish up however much you want to, he quickly busses your plate when you’re done, <<if visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main") == 4>>telling you [[he’ll be out to pay you in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest End]]<<else>>[[he’ll be out to hear your next choice in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main]]<</if>>.

<<addToMidShelf "Restaurant Alfonsi ‘meatballs’ photo">>Selecting the spaghetti and meatballs, seeing the happy grin of the portly restaurant owner grow even wider, Mr Alfonsi quickly shuffles back into the kitchens to make it for you. Stewing over in your worry about what could happen to you, the possibility of some strange effect overcoming you from meatballs a very real risk given your knowledge of the facility and its many traps and tricks. Still, your wait isn’t long, and the combination of sumptuous smelling food and the generally relaxed atmosphere help keep you relatively calm. "Here you go. One portion of spaghetti and meatballs, just like my ma used to make. Hope you enjoy it", chortles the aging man, placing the heaping portion of spaghetti and meatballs before you, breaking you out of your thoughts. Looking it all over, the dish doesn’t seem unusual. There’s spaghetti, of course, some small tomato chunks within the sauce, and a fresh scattering of parmesan topping it all off. The one thing that truly stands out is the meatballs, huge hunks of seared mince and herbs, maybe as big as your fist and there’s multiple of them. But, like everything you’ve seen put in front of customers at the Restaurant Alfonsi, it smells delicious, causing you to not hesitate a moment before tucking in. Starting with the spaghetti, getting a nice few strands wound around your fork it lovely, salty and tangy, a hint of possibly red wine and balsamic in the sauce base, though you can’t say for sure. That said, you know deep down that you’re only stalling in truth, resisting eating the suspiciously large meatballs. The thought of them being grown in a vat is just too weird, even if the prospect of meat without any animals getting hurt is kind of cool. Still, that’s what you’re being paid for, so you tentatively pry off a lump of meatball, spearing it on the end of your fork before finally bringing it to your mouth. It’s also about this time that Mr Alfonsi returns. It does taste nice despite your concerns, though almost immediately you start to get a strange overfullness in your chest, an odd warmth accompanying it. Wondering if it’s giving you heartburn, you gave up to realize that Mr Alfonsi is aiming an old instant camera at you, his expression telling you that he’s extremely excited. "You’re the first person who’s tasted my families special meatball recipe for a good couple of decades now. I wanted to catch the moment for later, so I can show off how delicious they are. You certainly look like you’re enjoying them". He’s not wrong, the meatballs and everything else is tasty, but you can’t help but feel something is wrong, the sudden heat now making you feel light headed. Trying to finish off your mouthful to say something, it’s only now that you notice something shocking enough to cause you to swallow too much meatball in one go, coughing and spluttering with wide eyes. Indeed, something is happening to your chest, more specifically you think you’re likely <<if $breastSize ==0>>growing breasts<<else>>having your breasts expand<</if>>. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/RestaurantBE.png]]</div><</if>><<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Straining against your $currentClothing, it seems like your <<checkNipple>> nipples are rock hard, poking out lewdly<<else>>Feeling fuller against the open air, it seems like your <<checkNipple>> nipples are rock hard, pointing outward lewdly<</if>>. Meanwhile Mr Alfonsi just lines his camera up, happy as they come. Everything around your chest buds feeling much more sensitive, it doesn’t take long for the rapid stretching to set in, your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest blossoming into a rather large set of breasts from nothing<<else>>your breasts growing dramatically in only a few seconds<</if>>. <<if $breastSize <= 21>><<set $breastSize +=10>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 31>><</if>>Shouting, "Say cheese!", the flash of the camera goes off, capturing the last moments of the change, your chest now supporting a pair of humongous <<checkBreast>> boobs <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>barely contained by your clothing<<else>>open for anyone to see<</if>>. It’s extremely embarrassing, especially with Mr Alfonsi bringing attention to your plight, the older man apologetically red-faced as he looks up from his camera, seeming to not have noticed your circumstances until now. Doing nothing but sitting there stunned, you listen on as he even lets out a little, "Oh", similarly confused as you are. "I think we know what the meatballs do now", you say, breaking the tension, the whole situation both kind of mortifying and hilarious at the same time. Laughing along at your comment, though his eyebrows cocked in a more sympathetic manner, he responds still blushing, "Your meatballs, I mean my meatballs, I … you know the dish of meatballs. Oh crap! I guess it’s not terrible as changes go, they are kind of … enticing, if you’re into large .. well you know. But, I can’t serve these, too much trouble. Poor ma, no one will get to try her dish for a little big longer it seems". Noticing the rather salacious picture in his off hand, the image developing before both your eyes, he adds, "This is probably best in your hands too. Wouldn’t want you to think an old man was trying something with you here", passing it over to you with an unsteady grip. Not wanting things to go on any further like this, he quickly busses your plate, <<if visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main") >= 4>>telling you [[he’ll be out to pay you in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest End]]<<else>>[[he’ll be out to hear your next choice in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main]]<</if>>.

Selecting the rainbow gelato, seeing the happy grin of the portly restaurant owner grow even wider, Mr Alfonsi quickly shuffles back into the kitchens to make it for you. Stewing over in your worry about what could happen to you, the possibility of some strange effect overcoming you from the gelato a very real possibility given your knowledge of the facility and the previous warnings Mr Alfonsi gave you. Still, your wait isn’t long, and the combination of sumptuous smelling food and the generally relaxed atmosphere help keep you relatively calm. "Here you go. One big bowl of assorted gelato. There’s a lot there, so you’re your time and eat as much as you like", chortles the aging man, placing the huge bowl in front of you. Taking in the sight of the colossal expanse of gelato, it’s a lot to take in. A weighty serving in its own right, the mass of sparklers, wafers and biscuit-like tubes sticking out the top of it, make it look even grander than otherwise. Originally you’d wondered if he might just give you a small tester version, but it seems he’s gone whole hog in preparing this for you. What’s more, in this amazing dessert every scoop of ice-cream is a different colour, ten different colours in total, with one of the scoops being a multi-coloured oddity, served right in the middle of the others. Pulling out on of the wafers to nibble at tentatively, you get your first taste of the gelato, lightly caught to the bottom of it. It’s exquisite. Sweet and sugary, but not too strong or sickly, a perfect balance. Digging into the main bulk of the gelato monstrosity, you attack it with great fervour, not wanting to be defeated by the delectable ice-cream mass. Every spoonful is a treat, each of the different flavours somehow more interesting than the last. Whilst a lot of the flavours are relatively standard classic ones, you are very pleased to find that there’s also; peach, blueberry, blackberry, raspberry, orange, and even a tutti frutti scoop, that being the rainbow coloured one. Those, combined with the classic; strawberry, vanilla, chocolate, mint, give you more than enough to hold your attention. Taking a heaped spoonful of the dessert, with a double-take, you spot your reflection in a mirror mounted on the far side of the restaurant. With shock, you note that your normally $hairColour hair, is now tinged with flecks of a shining <<set _randomHair = []>><<if $hairColour != "brown">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("brown")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "blonde">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("blonde")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "red">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("red")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "green">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("green")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "blue">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("blue")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "orange">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("orange")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "pink">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("pink")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "purple">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("purple")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "white">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("white")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "rainbow-coloured">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("rainbow-coloured")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "platinum blonde">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("platinum blonde")>><</if>><<set _selectedHair = _randomHair.random()>><<if _selectedHair == "brown">><<set $hairColour = "brown">>brown<<elseif _selectedHair == "blonde">><<set $hairColour = "blonde">>blonde<<elseif _selectedHair == "red">><<set $hairColour = "red">>red<<elseif _selectedHair == "green">><<set $hairColour = "green">>green<<elseif _selectedHair == "blue">><<set $hairColour = "blue">>blue<<elseif _selectedHair == "orange">><<set $hairColour = "orange">>orange<<elseif _selectedHair == "pink">><<set $hairColour = "pink">>pink<<elseif _selectedHair == "purple">><<set $hairColour = "purple">>purple<<elseif _selectedHair == "white">><<set $hairColour = "white">>glow-in-the-dark white<<elseif _selectedHair == "rainbow-coloured">><<set $hairColour = "rainbow-coloured">>multitude of colours<<elseif _selectedHair == "platinum blonde">><<set $hairColour = "platinum blonde">>platinum blonde<</if>>. Swinging your head around, trying to find an answer as your reflections hair steadily becomes more $hairColour, your vision finally rests on the spoon in your hand. To your surprise it seems his concerns about the dish were correct, the gelato having done this to you. It seems, eating the <<if _selectedHair == "brown">>chocolate<<elseif _selectedHair == "blonde">>vanilla<<elseif _selectedHair == "red">>strawberry<<elseif _selectedHair == "green">>mint<<elseif _selectedHair == "blue">>blueberry<<elseif _selectedHair == "orange">>orange<<elseif _selectedHair == "pink">>raspberry<<elseif _selectedHair == "purple">>blackberry<<elseif _selectedHair == "white">>peach<<elseif _selectedHair == "rainbow-coloured">>tutti frutti<<elseif _selectedHair == "platinum blonde">>banana<</if>> gelato sometimes has the effect of turning your hair $hairColour. Pointing at your head as he returns, you say to Mr Alfonsi, "It’s a great dessert, but I think it might have a few … issues", the older man taking in your new look. Chortling a little he concludes, "You might be right on that one. I’ll probably keep it on the menu with a warning, but I won’t be letting my little Villin anywhere near the stuff, not that she’d be against having a nice new colour for her hair to go with her gelato". Letting you finish up however much you want to, he quickly busses your plate, <<if visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main") == 4>>telling you [[he’ll be out to pay you in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest End]]<<else>>[[he’ll be out to hear your next choice in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main]]<</if>>.

Selecting the bread basket, seeing the happy grin of the portly restaurant owner grow even wider, Mr Alfonsi quickly shuffles back into the kitchens to prepare it for you. Stewing over in your worry about what could happen to you, the possibility of some strange effect overcoming you from the suspicious olive oil a very real possibility given your knowledge of the facility and the previous warnings Mr Alfonsi gave you. Still, your wait is exceptionally brief, and the combination of sumptuous smelling food and the generally relaxed atmosphere help keep you relatively calm. "Here you go. One basket of assorted breads, extra virgin olive oil and balsamic vinegar. I brought you the bottles of each and the dipping saucers, so you can pour out as much as you want. Try and at least test the olive oil, that’s what I’m curious about, but I’m always happy to hear a good review of my home baked breads. Just tear it and dip it, that’s all you need to do. Enjoy", chortles the aging man, placing the basket of bread and the other accoutrements in front of you. Glancing over the wicker basket of breads there’s one thing you’re already sure of, you know that you’re not going to be able to eat all of that bread in one sitting. Little crisp rolls, soft fluffy buns, even half a baguette, there’s a lot of choice, most of which consists of the sorts of breads that will best soak up the balsamic and oil mix when you pour it. What’s better, it’s all still warm. Palming one of the small crusty rolls, you crack it in half, the hot scent of fresh bread filling your nostrils, making your stomach rumble sympathetically in anticipation. Giving it a nibble it’s just as lovely as you suspected, so light and airy, more so than you’re used to in terms of bread. However, it’s not the bread you’re here to test, uncorking first the balsamic bottle and next the offending olive oil bottle, before pouring them in one after the other into one of the saucers to create a layered effect. As you place down the suspicious extra virgin olive oil bottle you notice on the otherwise unremarkable glass bottle that the label is covered in artistically styled attractive and exceedingly feminine silhouettes. Strange. <<if $femininity >=80>><<set $femininity =100>><<else>><<set $femininity +=20>><</if>>Dipping the white warm fluffy insides of the roll tentatively it quickly soaks in, turning the dazzlingly clean bread a oil drenched yellow, blotches of black marking where the balsamic has been rubbed off onto it. Closing your eyes in anticipation, you plop the piece into your mouth savouring the wonderful taste for only a moment before you swallow it down. Opening your eyes to peek out, looking around for a reflective surface you can’t see or feel anything out of the ordinary, breathing a sigh of relief as you continue to eat the bread, the soft sensation in your hand feeling better by the second. Oddly so. Looking them over your suspicions are confirmed, as before your very eyes you see your entire frame, starting with your hands, begin to look significantly daintier, major changes to your body making you look all the more feminine. Dropping the piece of bread you’re holding, you run your hands over each other to check them both out, causing you to moan out loud, unable to resist the pleasant sensation. Your soft skin seems extremely sensitive to your touch, luxuriously so. It’s about at this point that Mr Alfonsi returns. Pointing at yourself, you say to Mr Alfonsi, "I think that the virgin olive oil might have a problem. It’s made me look more … girly", the older man taking in your new look. Chortling a little he concludes, "Well they do say that olive oil preserves your beauty. I once had a neighbour who used to drink the stuff to keep herself young and beautiful, at least that’s what she thought. Well, I might be able to get away with selling this one, put it on as like a spa treatment and snack rolled together. Sorry you got hit by it without knowing, hopefully you don’t mind your new looks. You know, I think this is the first time I’ve been given a ‘gift’ by the facility that I actually could use. Guess miracles really do happen". Letting you finish up however much you want to, he quickly busses your plate, <<if visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main") == 4>>telling you [[he’ll be out to pay you in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest End]]<<else>>[[he’ll be out to hear your next choice in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main]]<</if>>.

Selecting the lasagne, seeing the happy grin of the portly restaurant owner grow even wider, Mr Alfonsi quickly shuffles back into the kitchens to make it for you. Of all the dishes on the test menu, this is the one you have the least worry over, Mr Alfonsi clearly explaining to you that he’s just testing out an old family recipe and wants your opinion on it. There’s still always the possibility of something going wrong when the facility is involved, but you think the chances are slim to say the least. Still, your wait isn’t long, and the combination of sumptuous smelling food and the generally relaxed atmosphere help keep you spirits high. "One portion of vegetable lasagne", smiles the aging man, placing the plate of lasagne in front of you somewhat nervously, "If there’s anything wrong with it please say. I’ve been trying to get the recipe just right, but I keep messing it up. Just can’t find the right balance. I’m tempted to sit with you and get your thoughts, but I don’t want to crowd you so I’ll give you a moment to enjoy it. I’ll be back soon though" . Looking it over, there’s not really much to say about a slice of lasagne. As was explained to you it’s a vegetarian lasagne, sheets of pasta, a tomatoey sauce in between, and topped with a thick creamy bechamel sauce. It smells good, though you can say the same for most of the dishes that you’ve seen served in the restaurant. Though, to your knowledge it doesn’t have some horrible surprise to it, so it has that going for it at least. Cutting off a square of the tiered serving, you bring the forkful to your mouth, slowly savouring the combination of flavours. Savoury and tasty, you have to admit that it does feel like something is just … missing. It might be because it’s such a simple dish and needs something to go with it, or it might be because Mr Alfonsi is still new to cooking it, but you get the impression that it’s so very close to be being perfect much to your disappointment. Trying another chunk you come to the same conclusion, pondering what it could be. As you think, you catch out of the corner of your eye Mr Alfonsi sitting inconspicuously at a nearby table, watching you tentatively from behind a menu. Ushering him over, you tell Mr Alfonsi in as gentle a tone as you can muster, "The lasagne is good, but there’s something about it I just can’t place. It feels kind of incomplete almost. I hope that makes sense. It’s still nice though, really nice in fact". Scratching the bald spot at the top of his head nervously, he responds in turn, "Yeah. I think you are right. Just can’t get it done properly. Maybe I need to tweak with the recipe, or maybe it’s because I can’t get the traditional ingredients, or even that the produce I do get just isn’t fresh enough to cut it. I’ll think some more on this one. Thanks for being honest at least, I hope you enjoyed it a little, even if it isn’t perfect". Slightly downtrodden after his perceived failure, but determination evident on his face, the older man nods and smiles at you, regaining his usual zest and vigour. Letting you finish up however much you want to, he quickly busses your plate when you’re done, <<if visited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main") == 4>>telling you [[he’ll be out to pay you in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest End]]<<else>>[[he’ll be out to hear your next choice in a second|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main]]<</if>>.

Selecting the horseradish baked clams, seeing the portly restaurant owner begin to look increasingly worried, Mr Alfonsi anxiously shuffles back into the kitchens to prepare it for you. Stewing over in your worry about what could happen to you, the possibility of some strange effect overcoming you from the mysterious horseradish a very real possibility given your knowledge of the facility and the previous warnings Mr Alfonsi gave you. Still, your wait is relatively short, and the combination of sumptuous smelling food and the generally relaxed atmosphere help keep you relatively calm. "Here are your baked clams", he explains quietly as he returns, all of his usual bravado and humour gone, "I’ve heard some very bad things about the horseradish, though it could be untrue. I’ll keep a close eye on you when you eat them, will keep the response team on quick dial too just in case. The clams are shucked, coated in a horseradish sauce and then baked. I hear good things about my baked clams, though that’s normally without the horseradish. The should still be good though … hopefully". Scratching the bald spot atop his head the aging man places the plate of clams before you, taking a seat across from you, a pained expression upon his face. Glancing over the baked clams you’re not sure what to make of them, at the very least they don’t look very clam-like, a crispy golden brown and without the distinctive clam shells. They do smell good, though there’s something about them that instinctively makes your spine quiver and twitch, almost as if you can sense something that’s putting you in a state of unease. Still, you did say you’d eat them, and rumours of cloven feet and other similarly crazy things can’t be true, can they? Biting into the first one you know immediately that you made the wrong decision, the taste not even registering before your body begins to feel not fully under your control. A wave of clumsiness comes over you, sluggishness and a general sense of not feeling right accompanying it. Falling off your seat to the floor, Mr Alfonsi rushes over to help before recoiling himself in horror and worry. "Oh $firstName! Your hands, your feet!", he cries out, the customers rushing out of the business as the room around you descends into chaos and confusion, none of the guests wanting to stay around too long after hearing those words within the facility. You still can’t pick up on exactly what’s going on, but as you groggily pan your vision about, [[you finally catch sight of what’s happening to you|Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Horse Ending]]

Deciding on accepting the points as your payment you tell Mr Alfonsi, "I think I’ll take the points this time. There’s always a use for those". With a nod and a wink, the older gentleman responds, "That’s marvellous. I’ll have Villin wire you the cash", his jovial tone only making you feel even more upbeat. You expect him to wander over to the tiny alt bunny-girl to get her attention, but instead much to your surprise he just shouts over to her in his usual bravado filled tone, "Hey Villin. Send $firstName the trainee points we talked about. I can’t figure out those dratted machine, help me out won’t yah", the loud plea for aid over the otherwise quiet restaurant making you stuff your hand in your mouth to stop yourself from laughing. Sighing and deflating in a way that tells you this isn’t unusual business for the pair, Villin answers in a tone you’d normally only expect between family, "It’s really easy Mr Alfonsi, you just have to tell it what to do, it’s an AI. Come on … oh okay, I’ll do it this time, but next time you have to learn how to do it yourself", the violet haired waitress wandering into the kitchen muttering to herself and waving her hands in an exaggerated manner around much like Mr Alfonsi. It’s almost as if she’s picked up the habit from him. "That Villin, such a good girl, does this old man’s heart proud. She’ll get it all sorted for you. You just go check your bank account after you leave and you’ll see it’s all there. If not, then I’ll have to talk to that damn talking devil box and that’s not happening, so Villin will sort it good for us. Anyway, enjoy the money, you deserve it for doing such a good job helping me out, so many new cooking options are now open for Mr Alfonsi here", continues Mr Alfonsi as if shouting over a crowded room is not unusual at all, the guests mostly ignoring it, likely considering it as something worth putting up with for such a delicious meal. Nodding along, you tell the man, "Thank you Mr Alfonsi, I appreciate the opportunity", the restaurant owner beaming back at you in return. "Don’t mention it, you’ll make me blush. Just don’t forget to come back, maybe spend a few of those points on a nice meal for yourself. Must remember to eat properly, get good food in you unlike the travesty that you’re likely being served", he laughs back, winking at you once more in his casual friendly demeanour. Your reward received and the conversation now come to an end, you return to sitting at your table alone, [[trying to figure out what to do next|followDestination('Restaurant Alfonsi')]].

<<addToInventory "Restaurant Alfonsi Discount Card">>Deciding on accepting the discount card as your payment you tell Mr Alfonsi, "I think I’ll take the discount card this time. Half priced meals seems a much better deal, especially with how great everything smells here". With a nod and a wink, the older gentleman responds, "That’s marvellous, I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist. I’ll have Villin grab you the card, we have a machine that prints them in the back room, confuses the hell out of me", his jovial tone only making you feel even more upbeat. You expect him to wander over to the tiny alt bunny-girl to get her attention, but instead much to your surprise he just shouts over to her in his usual bravado filled tone, "Hey Villin. Go get $firstName that discount card we talked about. You know I can’t handle that blasted card making thing, help me out won’t yah", the loud plea for aid over the otherwise quiet restaurant making you stuff your hand in your mouth to stop yourself from laughing. Sighing and deflating in a way that tells you this isn’t unusual business for the pair, Villin answers in a tone you’d normally only expect between family, "It’s really easy Mr Alfonsi, you just have to tell it who the card is for and press the button, it’s all hooked up to the AI. Come on … oh okay, I’ll do it this time, but if you think you’re getting away with this next time you have another thing coming", the violet haired waitress wandering into the kitchen muttering to herself and waving her hands in an exaggerated manner around much like Mr Alfonsi. It’s almost as if she’s picked up the habit from him. "That Villin, the best girl an old man could ask for, does my heart proud every day, so smart. She’ll get it all sorted for you. It only takes a minute, at least when you know what you’re doing. I once spent the best part of an hour with it and still got nowhere. Never again. Anyway, I appreciate your help, it opens up so many new cooking options you don’t know how helpful you’ve been today", continues Mr Alfonsi as if shouting over a crowded room is not unusual at all, the guests mostly ignoring it, likely considering it as something worth putting up with for such a delicious meal. Nodding along, you tell the man, "Thank you Mr Alfonsi, I appreciate the opportunity", the restaurant owner beaming back at you in return. "Don’t mention it, you’ll make me blush. Just don’t forget to come back often, you need to make the most of that card by eating me out of house and home, that’s what a savvy consumer would do. And, remember to eat properly, get good food in you here, unlike the travesty that you’re likely being served", he laughs back, winking at you once more in his casual friendly demeanour. It only takes about another minute before Villin returns, bounding over to you, smiling effusively, "One Restaurant Alfonsi discount card, just for you. Though … you probably could give it to someone else if you wanted to, they have a chip in them that lets you confer ownership to another person. But, erm … of course you wouldn’t want to right, because Mr Alfonsi’s cooking is so great", the quiet bunny-girl quickly trying to back-pedal on the trading comment, much to both yours and Mr Alfonsi’s amusement, the portly man certainly not looking offended by her words as she hands you over the shiny black metallic card with your name across it. Your reward received and the conversation now come to an end, you return to sitting at your table alone, [[trying to figure out what to do next|followDestination('Restaurant Alfonsi')]].

Hooves. You have hooves, and not just coming out of the end of your legs. Instead, both your hands and feet have both converted without you even noticing them into heavy and solid horse-like hooves. However, that’s not the worst part. As a cracking sound reaches your woolly brain, you manage to rouse your attention just enough to realize that you’re hearing the noise of your own bones breaking and reforming. It’s not painful, thankfully, but even in your impaired state you’re still conscious enough to recognize how bad all of this is. "Your legs, they’re hairy too", gasps the panicked Mr Alfonsi, "The tales ma used to tell are true! They’ve made you into the beast of the night", his words punctuated by him making odd signs with his hands in your direction and backing up another pace. Normally you might feel offended by him trying to ward you off like some evil spirit, yet for the moment everything is just too surreal for you to register it. Looking up you now catch from your reflection that you look oddly elongated, your arms having shifted into legs, albeit not human ones, the legs instead resembling those of a pony or maybe a donkey, it’s hard to tell. Your legs meanwhile are similarly changed, though that’s far less shocking to you than the loss of your arms. Equally, your body is covered in a fine thin layer of <<if $altColour == "none" || !$altColour >><<set $altColour = $hairColour>><</if>>$altColour hair, your new coat of fur sleek and shiny. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>You also notice that what apparel you were wearing is now shredded on the floor, but, given your strange growth spurts that sort of makes sense.<</if>> In one of the wall mirrors you catch your $hairColour hair growing out and latching to the back of your neck, latching itself onto your neck and upper back until it becomes an elegant mane. This is still not the most concerning alteration though, your face elongating into a equine muzzle, long and much larger than your head used to be, your nose fusing into it. "What’s going on?", you manage to mumble, your voice a little hoarse but otherwise unchanged. Your ability to still speak seems to break Mr Alfonsi out of his terrified stupor, his eyes wide and wild, "You can talk, but you have become the beast of the night! Wait … no, you’re a ... a horse?", the incredulity in his voice immediately evident, "The horseradish, it turned you into a horse? A talking horse? Was this a prank, or did someone think this was something that anyone would want". Trying to shrug but unable to, your body finally starting to settle from the round of cracking, shifting and growing, now that of, from what you can gather, an adult horse. "How can I be a horse, can they really do something so … big?", you ask in your confusion. "I guess they can? The response unit will be here any second, I’m sure they’ll be able to cure you and you’ll be back to your training in a day or two", he chuckles to you in return, his face conveying an extremely apologetic tone to you. <hr> Six months later: "Good show out there today $firstName, the kids love you", smiles your producer Liz, an overly cheery woman who handles the show and your interactions in it. "Just let me get Suzy off of you and you’ll be ready to rest up for the rest of the day". Pulling a giggling little girl who you’ve had the combined pleasure and displeasure to have met off of your back, you sigh, "Alright. Good bye Suzy, see you tomorrow", Suzy turning back momentarily to shine her mischievous grin at you as she runs off, likely to find her mother, knowing her she’s probably planning some prank to pull on you for tomorrow, though she is a great actress especially for her age. Wandering off into your changing room, you think back to how odd your last few months have been, ever since the incident. What you originally thought was going to be a brief stint as a horse ended up being a more permanent change. You hear that they still are working on how to turn you back, they even say they’re getting close, but you don’t particularly think they’re as close as they keep assuring you. At least they caught the rogue scientist who thought it was funny to alter the horseradish to turn people into horses, it turns out that even for the facility that was too much for good taste. You hear that the guy got turned into a horse too and that he’s the one they’re testing the cure on, though that might just be a rumour to make you feel better. After your removal from the restaurant by the recovery team, the act requiring them to take a chunk out of the front wall to get the trolley in, you spent a few day in a very comfortable stable they just so happened to have in the facility. It was comfortable, and every was very pleasant to you, but it wall all a lot to get used to. They tried curing you, but nothing stuck, the huge change seeming to cling to you regardless of their efforts. In the end they decided that you needed something to preoccupy your time and that’s when they made you the deal. As $firstName the talking horse you really were so different on a fundamentally genetic level that they were willing to no longer classify you under your old trainee profile. Resultantly they gave you a new citizen identification and even hooked you up with a remarkably well paying job. You still wonder whether the whole thing was them covering their arses, but, given the circumstances regaining your freedom and getting a decent pay check isn’t something you’d really want to complain over. They put you in touch with a TV channel, a rather normal one, nothing like what you’d expect from the facility at least. A talking horse is a pretty big deal, and the executives for the TV company had a lot of ideas on shows you could star in, quickly making you a deal that you couldn’t argue with. Shipped out of the facility the very same day, you were soon in the care of your new bosses, in particular Liz who was put in charge of you. She’s nice, if a little fake, and she made sure that you had all the comforts you need, even getting you a specially made apartment put together on set, giving you most of the luxuries of your normal life, just, built for a horse. The shower is probably the oddest one, though the TV and microwave come close to it in their oddness now they’re modified for equine use. Your show is very popular too. In the end they decided to put you on a kids show, "The Adventures of $firstName the Talking Horse and Suzy", not very imaginative, but the network polls say that you’re the most popular children’s TV show in the country. It’s almost worth putting up with that brat Suzy for, even when she tugs at your mane just a little too hard. At least you’ve had some movie offers off the back of it, even a big one for a blockbuster buddy cop film. "Hey, $firstName. You’ve got a fan here looking for an autograph if you’re up for it", calls Liz, breaking you out of your reminiscing as she escorts a wide eyed young boy before you holding out an autograph book before him in awe. Seeing the look of adoration cross his face, you can’t help but think that maybe things turned out for the best. Then again, maybe you’re just horsing around with all this. Ending 10: Horsing Around <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

<<if $hannahMood == 1>><<set $hannahRelationship += 10>><<elseif $hannahMood == 2>><<set $hannahRelationship += 20>><</if>>Passing through one of the largely indistinguishable corridors that make up the facility, travelling on your way to your destination, you hear a familiar mocking giggle to your right. Turning to look with a start, you see to your continued dismay that it’s Hannah, the cruel trainee who continuously mocks and taunts you, long with appointing herself as your ‘big sister’. Wearing her usual pink hoodie and yoga pants, overall, she’s pretty cute, in a mean girl sort of way. With her pouty full lips and pulled back dark brunette ponytail, she looks quite menacing despite her relatively small height. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahMeanLarge.png]]</div> "I thought that was you $firstName. <<if $hannahMood == 0>>Is my dumb little baby <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>> doing alright? I bet you’re walking around with a stinky diaper and crying all the time. You’re such a big cry-baby! You probably couldn’t manage a day without me around to keep you in check, you’d probably just sit around being a big dumb idiot. Yeah that’s what I bet you’d be doing.<<elseif $hannahMood == 1>>Is my dumb baby little <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>> doing alright? I bet you’ve been missing me, and that’s why you’re walking around? You’ve probably filled your diaper and stunk up the place, so you want me to help you out because I’m so much smarter and just generally better than you. I don’t know how you ever managed without an older sister like me to look out for you. You probably just sat around being all dumb and sucking your thumb, and annoying everyone. Yeah that’s what I bet you’d be doing without me.<<elseif $hannahMood == 2>>Is my sweet little <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>> doing alright? I bet you’ve been wandering around looking for me because you missed me so much. Sometimes you can be kind of cute I suppose, even if you are kind of dumb and stinky. You probably need me to change your diaper for you because I’m so much smarter and bigger than you. I don’t know how you ever managed without an awesome big sister like me looking out for you. You’d probably be sucking your thumb and crying because no-one understood you/<</if>> Anyway, I’m here now, so I can check your diaper for you and make sure everything is fine. Just remember that I’m doing you a big favour checking over your gross diapers", she explains in her normal condescending tone, her posture and attitude making it very clear that she firmly believes herself in charge. Not sure what else to do, knowing that she’ll just resort back to blackmail if you don’t do what she says, you answer quietly, "Okay Hannah". Waiting for her inspections. Except that’s when you hear a sound as if someone was clearing their throat, albeit largely muffled. <<if $hannahComplaint>>"Are you Hannah? We’ve had an internal complaint lodged against you’d, and I’d like to ask you a few questions", asks the imposing heavily armoured guard, their full-face helmet making it almost impossible to tell their gender. Glancing over at you with a scowl, Hannah responds through gritted teeth, an extremely fake smile on her face, "Nothing’s wrong officer. It’s just that my dumb little <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>> here keeps causing all sorts of trouble, and all I’ve been trying to do is stop them from causing problems for anyone else. I should be being thanked, but because they’re so naughty they’ve gone and made false complaints about me. I think they’ll need to be punished for that, which I’d be more than happy to help you with". Looking into the slightly reflective black visor of the guard you’re unable to tell how they’re reacting to her comments, their body language giving away nothing. "That’s not my problem. The missive says that you’ve had a complaint lodged against you. Further, you’ve just admitted that it’s true. After that it’s not really my concern. I’ll now assign you a punishment if you have nothing else to add to all this", you hear once more in a muffled rumble, still giving you no idea of the severity of all this. "You can’t do this", Hannah squeaks angrily, stomping her feet about bratty-ly. "Can and will. You don’t make the rules around here, the staff do", the guard continues, turning to face you for the first time, "Do you have anything to say on all this? As the one to file the complaint I’d like to hear your thoughts on all of this too".<<else>>"Hey, you! Are you Hannah? I’ve seen you around causing noise and trouble, what seems to be the problems?", asks the imposing heavily armoured guard, their full-face helmet making it almost impossible to tell their gender. Appearing rather nonplussed, Hannah responds in her super sweet voice, an extremely fake smile on her face, "Nothing’s wrong officer. My dumb yet sweet little <<if $femininity >=0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>> here has a habit of misbehaving, causes all sorts of trouble, mostly by accident. That’s why I gotta play with<<if $femininity >=0>>her<<else>>him<</if>>, and punish <<if $femininity >=0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> every now and again. To keep <<if $femininity >=0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> behaving properly. So you see it’s all just normal stuff". Looking into the slightly reflective black visor of the guard you’re unable to tell how they’re reacting to her comments, their body language giving away nothing. "It doesn’t look like that to me. Looks like you’re tormenting another trainee. Most of the other guards might let that slip, but I take my job looking after the trainees here seriously. Further, you’ve just admitted that it’s all true, even if you don’t see it that way. I’m going to assign you a punishment now, if you have nothing else to add to all this", you hear once more in a muffled rumble, still giving you no idea of the severity of all this. "You can’t do this. The big baby loves it really. They keep coming back for the attention. It’s not me breaking the rules at all", Hannah squeaks angrily, stomping her feet about bratty-ly. "That’s not the way I see it. Looks to me like you’re just trying to sneak out of trouble after mistreating this other resident", the guard continues, turning to face you for the first time, "Do you have anything to say on all this? As the one who’s had to deal with her I’d like to hear your thoughts on all of this too".<</if>> Thinking for a second, you try and make up your mind what to say to the security agent, Hannah shooting daggers at you silently. This might be your best chance to get rid of Hannah, or at least stop her tormenting you a bit. Yet, you still don’t know. Maybe the punishment is going to be really minor and Hannah will just be more angry with you afterwards, if that’s the case you have no idea just how bad she could get. Also, even after everything that she’s done to you, getting her in serious trouble might still be a pretty mean thing to do, though she probably deserves it still. Do you: <<if $submission >= 25>>[[Tell the guard how bad Hannah is|Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision Neither][$holderInt = 1; $hannahDecision = 2]] [[Keep quiet about Hannah’s treatment of you|Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision Both][$holderInt = 2; $hannahDecision = 3; $hannahNursery = true; $hannahPlayerNursery = true; $hannahRelationship += 10]] [[Tell the guard there’s been a mistake and that Hannah’s okay|Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision You][$holderInt = 3; $hannahDecision = 4; $hannahPlayerNursery = true; $hannahRelationship += 20]]<<elseif $submission <= -25>>[[Tell the guard how bad Hannah is|Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision Hannah][$holderInt = 1; $hannahDecision = 1; $hannahNursery = true]] [[Keep quiet about Hannah’s treatment of you|Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision Neither][$holderInt = 2; $hannahDecision = 2; $hannahPlayerNursery = true; $hannahRelationship += 10]] [[Tell the guard there’s been a mistake and that Hannah’s okay|Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision Both][$holderInt = 3; $hannahDecision = 3; $hannahNursery = true; $hannahPlayerNursery = true; $hannahRelationship += 20]]<<else>>[[Tell the guard how bad Hannah is|Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision Hannah][$holderInt = 1; $hannahDecision = 1; $hannahNursery = true]] [[Keep quiet about Hannah’s treatment of you|Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision Both][$holderInt = 2; $hannahDecision = 3; $hannahNursery = true; $hannahPlayerNursery = true; $hannahRelationship += 10]] [[Tell the guard there’s been a mistake and that Hannah’s okay|Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision You][$holderInt = 3; $hannahDecision = 4; $hannahPlayerNursery = true; $hannahRelationship += 20]]<</if>>

As you pass through one of the many corridors within the facility, on your way to your destination, you suddenly see a guard marching towards you, their hulking armoured figure making you feel more than a little nervous. Worse, they walk straight up to you, blocking your path and towering over you both menacingly and silently. After an exceptionally long wait, the helmeted and completely indistinguishable guard speaks, "I remember you. You were the one I caught causing trouble before. I don’t know if the previous punishment worked, but I think that I’ll have to take you somewhere they can properly handle you again just to be sure.". "Wait, no, I’m behaving", you call out pleadingly, the guard completely ignoring you other than to place one large gloved into your armpit to grasp you so that you can’t escape. Looking around nervously, you’re told in the usual muffled tone of the guard, "You will come with me for punitive correctional work, that is my decision. Do not resist". Not having much choice in the matter you silently sulk, annoyed that even though you’ve done nothing wrong you’re being punished again. Fuming that this was all after the Hannah incident, you wonder if there’s anything you could do to get out of it. You briefly even wonder if you could bribe guard someway, or possibly someone higher in the command chain to stop them, but you’re not sure where to start. Additionally, the almost painful jerking by the guard is breaking your train of thought, which really doesn’t help. Instead, you gulp nervously as <a data-passage="ABDL Job Sent By Hannah">you’re led deeper into the facility</a>.

<<if $holderInt == 1>>Deciding to tell the guard everything, you point at Hannah incredulously and shout, "She’s awful! She kept threatening to blackmail me, to make up all sorts of lies about me to tell the guards. She made me wear a diaper and do embarrassing stuff for her, and then she’d check that I was still wearing it. There were so many threats and insults, and she was obsessed with treating me like a little kid she could push around. Thank you for helping me, she really needs to be taught a lesson!", <<if $submission >=25>>however, despite your best efforts, your words come out nervous and timid, not particularly convincing at all<<elseif $submission <= -25>>your words filled with determination, coming out as extremely convincing<<else>>your words coming off a little shaky but still convincing<</if>>. As Hannah gives you a sneering stare that could curdle milk, obviously fuming over your comments, you await the deliberations of the guard, hoping that someone might finally help you with your Hannah issue.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Deciding to not really say anything to the guard, unsure how everything is going to play out, you say nonchalantly, "Oh, well. You see. That’s Hannah. She’s … you know. And then there’s, well everything. So you see, that’s that", <<if $submission >=25>>however, despite your best efforts, your words come out nervous and timid, almost as if you had something to hide<<elseif $submission <= -25>>your words filled with determination, the determination for what is debatable<<else>>your words coming off a little shaky and more than anything confusing<</if>>. As Hannah looks on at you incredulously, obviously confused by your comments but still somewhat annoyed that you didn’t cover for her, you await the deliberations of the guard, unsure how this is all going to turn out.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Deciding to cover for Hannah, not wanting to get her into any big trouble, especially given how grumpy she might be afterwards, you look towards Hannah and say, "No, you don’t understand, there’s been a big misunderstanding. Hannah … my big sister … is really just looking out for me. She’s so nice. I don’t know how I’d manage without her help. Please don’t punish her on my account", <<if $submission >=25>>your submissive tone clearly making your plea to the guard, albeit also making it look like you’re the cause of the disruptions<<elseif $submission <= -25>>your words filled with determination, making it clear that you’re completely complicit in all this, and that you want Hannah to act this way towards you<<else>>your words coming off a little shaky, but making it clear that you don’t think Hannah is at fault in all this<</if>>. As Hannah gives you a surprisingly pleasant nod, as if she was almost proud of you, you await the deliberations of the guard, hoping that Hannah doesn’t get in trouble over this.<</if>>

<<include [[Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision Response]]>> After an exceptionally long wait as the helmeted guard weighs the situation, both you and Hannah standing in nervous silence, they finally respond, "I can’t figure this one out. I thought she was the one causing trouble, but now I can’t fully get the whole thing. Is she tormenting you, or is she just stopping you from misbehaving? At the very least it seems like you’re being a disobedient trainee, and that Hannah is stopping you causing trouble. I think that I’ll have to take you somewhere they can properly handle you.". Hannah upon the verdict of her innocence immediately begins to grin, obviously elated that she’d managed to get away with everything, even more so seeing that you’re the one in trouble. "See, just like I said, just a big naughty baby. I was just doing my civic duty", she responds in a bratty tone, gloating loudly over the whole matter. "I’m not finished", the guard answers her decidedly more tersely, even without their facial expression being visible. The guards using one large gloved hand to take hold of you under your armpit, stopping you from escaping, they continue to tell Hannah, "You are also in trouble. I might not be able to put together all the pieces, but you certainly seem at least partly at fault, especially after all that. I think you’ll both do better being punished together. You will both come with me for punitive correctional work, that is my decision. Do not resist". Trying to flee, Hannah is no match for the hulking security agent, their other hand whipping out to seize Hannah in exactly the same way that you were. Now holding onto both you, a hand lodged in your corresponding armpits, the guard beings to frogmarch you down the corridor, the height difference and their incredible strength causing you just a little pain. Meanwhile, Hannah begins wailing and tantrum-ing, her free hand flailing about wildly. "S’not fair! You’re already punishing the baby, you don’t need to punish me too. I’ve not done anything wrong. Let me go", tears and snot now beginning to streak her face as she cries. Having no choice but to continue onward, heading towards your mysterious punishment location, you monetarily wonder if you made the right choices, balking at what future could await you both. You have to admit, at least in the back of your mind, that maybe, just maybe, you feel a bit bad for Hannah, the way she’s crying making you want to say something comforting to her. Then again, she did get you into this situation, so maybe you shouldn’t feel too. The almost painful jerking by the guard breaking your train of thought, you gulp nervously as <a data-passage="ABDL Job First Time With Hannah 1">you’re both led deeper into the facility</a>.

<<include [[Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision Response]]>> After an exceptionally long wait as the helmeted guard weighs the situation, both you and Hannah standing in nervous silence, they finally respond, "I can’t figure this one out. First you’re acting like something is going on. Then the ‘victim’ starts acting all cagey about things. I just can’t tell if anything has gone on, and even if there has been I don’t know if I want to get involved with whatever this is. You two are free to go, just don’t let me see you up to … whatever all this is again". Hannah upon the verdict of her innocence immediately begins to grin, obviously elated that she’d managed to get away with everything. "See, just like I said, it’s all normal. Wasn’t doing anything wrong", she responds in a bratty tone as the guard leaves, her arms flailing out at the sides for emphasis. The guard now well and truly gone, she turns to you, her grin becoming increasingly predatory, "Guess this means that we can continue on with our fun games. I’m pretty tired for now, so I’ll let you off today, but I expect you to keep wearing your diapers for your big sis Hannah. Else, I’ll give you so many spankings you won’t believe. Like, you’ve seen it today, no matter what the guards aren’t going to help you, so I can get away with whatever I like. That’s why you’ve got to be a good stinky baby <<if $femininity >= 0>>sister<<else>>brother<</if>> for me. So there", the mean girl sticking her tongue out at your tauntingly, seemingly only spurred on by her successful escape from the consequences of her actions. "Okay big sis Hannah", you respond in a quiet whisper, hoping that’s good enough for her and that she’ll now let you go. "That’s so adorable! Well, I guess you can go now. I wouldn’t have time to change your diaper or give you a proper spanking after that interruption, so you’re off the hook for now. But, next time I see you, you have to be on your best behaviour, or else", she giggles menacingly, turning to go, leaving you on your own. Continuing onward, as you head on towards your intended location you monetarily wonder if Hannah not getting in trouble was the right outcome to all this. There probably might still be a way to get rid of her if you needed to, but it’ll not be through the guards, that’s for sure. But, maybe all the attention she gives you is kind of fun, in a weird way at least, though maybe not too. Realizing the time you decided that those sorts of thoughts are for another day, as, for now you have places to be. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

<<include [[Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision Response]]>> After an exceptionally long wait as the helmeted guard weighs the situation, both you and Hannah standing in nervous silence, they finally respond, "I can’t figure this one out. I thought she was the one causing trouble, but now I can’t fully get the whole thing. Is she tormenting you, or is she just stopping you from misbehaving? It sounds more like the latter to me. If she isn’t the one at fault, like you’ve even said, then it sounds like you’re just walking around being a disobedient trainee, causing trouble. I think that I’ll have to take you somewhere they can properly handle you.". Hannah upon the verdict of her innocence immediately begins to grin, obviously elated that she’d managed to get away with everything, even more so seeing that you’re the one in trouble. "See, just like I said, just a big naughty baby. I was just doing my civic duty", she responds in a bratty tone, gloating loudly over the whole matter. "Yes", the guard answers her more tersely, doing their best to ignore her after that. The guards attention returning to you, one large gloved hand seizing you firmly within your armpit so that you can’t escape, you’re told, "You will come with me for punitive correctional work, that is my decision. Do not resist". Not having much choice in the matter you silently sulk, Hannah’s brazen remarks making you feel all the worse. Marched away by the hulking guard, Hannah shouts at you as you leave, "After your punishment is over you should call me. We could hang out and I can be your big sis again. Seems like you really loved the attention. But, you know, that’s just a thought. Hopefully I’ll see you around and we can have even more fun with me ‘looking after you’". Strangely, you get the impression, odd as it is, that her offer was sincere, Hannah legitimately offering to hang out with you later. But for now you have no choice but to continue onward, heading towards your mysterious punishment location. Monetarily wondering if covering for Hannah was the right thing to do, you gulp at what future could await you. Meanwhile, there probably might still be a way to get rid of Hannah if you needed to, but it’ll not be through the guards, that’s for sure. That said, maybe all the attention she gives you is kind of fun, in a weird way at least, though maybe not too. The almost painful jerking by the guard breaking your train of thought, you gulp nervously as <a data-passage="ABDL Job Sent By Hannah">you’re led deeper into the facility</a>.

<<include [[Travel To ABDL Hannah Decision Response]]>> After an exceptionally long wait as the helmeted guard weighs the situation, both you and Hannah standing in nervous silence, they finally respond, "Seems like Hannah is the problem here". Hannah upon the verdict of her guilt immediately begins to stomp and thrash her hands about, the tantrum both rather ironic given her treatment of you, whilst also just a little endearing, her bratty nature making her look kind of cute in a strange way. "You can’t do this! It isn’t fair! I … was … the boss! $firstName is mine!", tears now starting to flow down her face. The guard in question, however, doesn’t appear to be bothered by her wails. Instead, placing a thickly gloved hand skilfully under her flailing armpit, Hannah is quickly accosted, the guard stating, "You’ve been acting childish from the moment I spotted you, not to mention all the horrid things you did to that other trainee. No, I think you need to learn everything from the basics. I think I’ll have you consigned to the Little Land Nursery, that way you can at least try to gain some empathy for how you’ve acted", the security agent not even stopping to say this, instead just dragging to the red faced and increasingly tearfully snotty Hannah along behind them. "Feel free to move along, you’re free to go about your business", the guard adds in your direction, almost as if it’s an afterthought. Meanwhile, crying and shrieking, Hannah moans back towards you, "You have to … to come visit me. That’s an … an order … okay. I’m your big sister so you have to", her talk about her being her being your big sister actually making you feel a little bad about all this, as if maybe all her torments were just trying to get your attention. Then again, she went about things in an extremely mean way, so maybe this is for the best. Continuing onward, as you head on towards your intended location you monetarily wonder if you did the right thing in getting Hannah sent to the Little Land Nursery. Though, it’s unlikely you could get her back out even if you wanted to, so maybe it’s not worth thinking about. Still, it’s possible now that she’s had a taste of her own medicine that she might have calmed down. Visiting her might even be kind of fun. Then again, all those are thoughts for another time, as, for now you have places to be. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

<<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $makeupStyleJobCheck = $makeupStyle>><<if $sweat>><<set $sweatJobCheck = true>><<else>><<set $sweatJobCheck = false>><</if>><<if $abdlTrainerTask == 3>><<set $abdlTrainerTaskComplete = true>><</if>>Frogmarched through the facility by the guard, you soon arrive before the nursery, a brightly coloured facade covered with childish cartoon characters making it clear this is the place. A slightly wonky sign reads "Little Land Nursery", a couple of letters covered with cutsie love hearts. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/LittleLandNursery.png]]</div> Ushered through the wide, open entry, you find the room inside just as over the top as the entrance. Vibrant murals of unicorns, princesses and teddy bears cover the walls of the foyer. An older looking man with salt and pepper hair sits behind a desk, awaiting your arrival, his immaculate suit out of place in the youthful environment. <<if visited("ABDL Job First Time With Hannah 1") || visited("ABDL Job First Time 1") || visited("Little Land Nursery")>>From your previous interactions, you know this man as Papa Glover, the Little Land Nursery CEO.<</if>> <<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 1")>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/GloverLarge.png]]</div> "Hello <<if $femininity <0>>sport<<else>>pumpkin<</if>>, are you ready to have some more fun today? I know that you’re not here totally of your own free will, but let’s not let that get in the way of having a great time. We’ve got all sorts of fun activities planned today, so find something you like and have a good time. But, first dear, I think I spot something behind your ear", adding quietly to the guard who brought you, "I’ll take things from here", the guard acquiescing silently and leaving. Stifling a childish giggle with a sulk, slightly grumpy still at your unwilling abduction to this place, you know what he’s going to do, and can’t help but feel at least a little better as a result of it. As, putting his hand behind your head, he slowly pulls it back, opening his palm to show you a small golden hard candy. Smiling tentatively at the gesture, you take the small treat from him and begin to unwrap it, thanking him quietly as you do. Popping it into your mouth you taste the familiar lovely buttery flavour, which makes you feel rather comforted and relaxed, like a safety blanket, the unpleasantness of being dragged here dissipating slightly. "I’ll never stop being astounded that your ears make candy, and you’re good mannered too! I’m sure all your friends have missed you greatly while you’ve been gone, so make sure to give everyone a big hug when you see them. And, always remember, if you ever get scared, or upset, then come find me straight away, okay sweetheart?", the tone he uses as he talks to you can only be described as grandfatherly. And, combined with the pleasant sweet you’re sucking, you can almost forgive the guard for your abduction to this place. "So, <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>>, there’s no special plans for today, so I’ll just walk you into the play room. I’ll just need you to hold Papa’s hand. We wouldn’t want you getting lost on the way, would we?", smiles the old man, patting you on the head endearingly. Extending his hand out for you, you slowly take it, both knowing that play won’t start until you do, and also finding a strangely warm reassurance from the action. Smiling at you with obvious pride, Papa Glover walks you the [[short journey into the nursery|ABDL Job Play Room Main]].<<else>><<if visited("Little Land Nursery") || visited("ABDL Job First Time With Hannah 1")>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/GloverLarge.png]]</div> Getting up from his seat with an audible creak, the elderly businessman picks up an old-fashioned clip board and approaches you. With an excited gleam in his eye that you might not otherwise expect from someone of his position, he greets you enthusiastically, "Hello dear. You’re $firstName $secondName, correct? We talked a little earlier, when you came to visit before, and you signed that agreement. I’m sorry that you’ve been brought here today in a less than willing capacity, though I hope you’ll still give us a try. We’re not like a lot of the other businesses in the facility, and we do our best to ensure that the trainees under our care aren’t exploited, so I’m not going to force you to do anything. I do, however, think you’ll love it here if you give it a chance". <<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/GloverFull.png]]</div> Getting up from his seat with an audible creak, the elderly businessman picks up an old-fashioned clip board and approaches you. With an excited gleam in his eye that you might not otherwise expect from someone of his position, he greets you enthusiastically, "Hello dear. You’re $firstName $secondName, correct? I don’t think we’ve met before, but I got your record sent over to me when they decided to send you over. My names Papa Glover, at least that’s what the residents of the nursery like to call me, and I’m one of the board of executives for the Little Land Nursery TV show and channel. In fact I’m the CEO. Now, I know you’re probably not very happy right now, and I’m probably a good target for your outrage, for that I wouldn’t blame you, but I’m not planning or trying to do anything untoward towards you. My compliance in your punishment might seem contrary to that, though in my mind I consider it much nicer for me to take you in for a brief stay instead of some insidious punishment being doled out to you by the facility staff. That said, I will, however, need your signature to allow you into the studio. Again, I know asking for favours isn’t something you’ll probably be receptive too, now of all times, but I need it to let you in. If it helps your decision I’ll just be taking you for a tour today, and that’ll include stopping off at a theme park we have built up inside". Smiling warmly at you he holds out the clipboard and pen, the affable old man putting you slightly at ease, even if you are in a bad mood over being forced here. On top of that, whilst you get the impression that Papa Glover won’t do anything to you if you refuse, the guard who brought you is another matter. As such, wincing a little, you sign your name to the document, answering defeatedly, "Okay, I’m signing it". Nodding understandingly at you, the elderly executive takes the clipboard back from you, flipping to another document. "I know you probably didn’t feel like you had a choice in that, but I still appreciate that you signed it for me. Once more, I’m sorry that you’ve been brought here today in a less than willing capacity, though I hope you’ll still give us a try. We’re not like a lot of the other businesses in the facility, and we do our best to ensure that the trainees under our care aren’t exploited, so I’m not going to force you to do anything. I do, however, think you’ll love it here if you give it a chance".<</if>> "Through my position here I’ve managed to convince the other board members to put a lot of the profits back into the show, so the living standards are extremely high. And, because we make most of our profits just from filming the interactions of our littles, you’ll have very few obligations, whilst with us. So, if you decided to stay with us at the end of your time as a facility trainee then you would be assured a very comfortable and enjoyable life with us. I know all that’s a long way away, but I thought it should get it all out of the way before we got started", he says, adding quietly to the guard who brought you, "I’ll take things from here", the guard acquiescing silently and leaving. Taking a moment to check his clipboard for something, he picks the conversation back up, "Ah, yes, almost forgot. There’s a lot to go through dear, but we’re going to take it slow and try to cover every detail so that there’s no unpleasant surprises for you. Now you might not have thought about it given the circumstances, in terms of pay it’s a bit difficult for me to describe exactly how much you’ll make. You see, it varies depending on how much of your footage we can make use of when we cut it down, but even if you just slept through the entire session you’ll still get paid, after all we don’t want any of you to be under pressure to perform. Whilst we don’t directly pay you for wearing appropriate attire, we do often see that those who embrace the little lifestyle do much better in terms of ratings". His vision sweeping over the clipboard once more, he rubs his chin in thought. "There’s a few more things, but I think we’ve covered the main ones now dear, so I won’t bore you for much longer. If nothing else, I think going in there and finding something fun to do might put you more at ease", tapping the clipboard with his fingers thoughtfully, he seems to suddenly remember something, "Oh, yes, that’s what I was going to say. We’ve been talking about a lot of very adult matters, what with pay and your future, and everything. But, as soon as we’re finished here with the introduction, then you’ll be a little under my care, and I’ll be treating you as such. I’m not sure how in the know you are about these things, but it’s easy to get into if you just relax and have fun I hear. I do, however, hope you understand that it’s all a part of the lifestyle you’ll be leading while you’re here, and it would be rude of me to treat you any different. Though, you still might encounter some more ... adult experiences here and there if you go looking for them. So, now’s your last opportunity to ask any adult questions". Shaking your head slowly with a sigh, no questions coming to mind, his body language changes subtly. Putting the clipboard back on the desk, he turns back to you with an even wider smile. "Hello $firstName, you look like such a big <<if $femininity <0>>boy<<else>>girl<</if>> don’t you, and adorable too. I don’t know if we’ve met, but I’m one of the people who’ll be looking after you here, Papa Glover. Though most of the young’uns just call me Papa. We’ve got a really fun day of play planned for you today. But, first dear, I think I spot something behind your ear". You worry what he’s referencing, unsure if he’s about to do something weird to you. However, you quickly realize what he’s doing. As, putting his hand behind your head, he slowly pulls it back, opening his palm to show you a small golden hard candy. Having to stifle a giggle slightly at the gesture, still trying to keep your grumpy look at being brought here against your will, you take the small treat from him and begin to unwrap it, thanking him quietly as you do. Popping it into your mouth you taste a lovely buttery flavour, which makes you feel a lot more comforted and relaxed as you wait to find out what your day has in store. "Your ears make candy, and you’re good mannered too! I’m sure you’ll make so many new friends before you know it. I’ve already told the others to expect someone new, so they’re all very excited to see you. I know your first day of nursery must be scary, but they’ve all promised to be on their best behaviour to help make you feel welcome, so there’s nothing to worry about. However, if you ever get scared, or upset, then come find me straight away, okay sweetheart?", the tone he uses as he talks to you can only be described as grandfatherly. And, combined with the pleasant sweet you’re sucking, you can almost forgive the guard for your abduction to this place. "So, <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>>. Today I’m going to walk you around all the super fun things we have at the nursery, and introduce you to a few of the regulars. I’ll be holding your hand the entire time, and I’m sure everyone will love you. I’ve even got a special present for you for being such a sweet <<if $femininity <0>>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>, and for coming and joining us. But, that’ll have to wait until after you’ve settled in. With that said, let’s get going", smiles the old man, patting you on the head endearingly. Extending his hand out for you, it seems as if his comment about holding you hand throughout the day was likely not a turn of phrase. But, begrudgingly, after how nice he’s been you see no reason to fight over it, and take hold of his slightly wrinkled hand, letting yourself be slowly [[led off further into the nursery|ABDL Job First Time 1]].<</if>>

Frogmarched through the facility by the guard, you both soon arrive before the nursery, Hannah wailing and complaining the entire way. A brightly coloured facade covered with childish cartoon characters makes it clear this is the place, a slightly wonky sign which reads "Little Land Nursery", with a couple of the letters covered with cutsie love heart topping the tall archway. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/LittleLandNursery.png]]</div> Urged painfully through the wide, open entry, the guard now jerking both of you more regularly, though mostly only whenever Hannah gets particularly loud, you find the room inside to be just as over the top as the entrance. Vibrant murals of unicorns, princesses and teddy bears cover the walls of the foyer. An older looking man with salt and pepper hair sits behind a desk, awaiting your arrival, his immaculate suit out of place in the youthful environment. <<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 1") || visited("Little Land Nursery")>>From your previous interactions, you know this man as Papa Glover, the Little Land Nursery CEO.<</if>> <<if visited("Little Land Nursery") || visited("ABDL Job First Time 1")>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/GloverLarge.png]]</div> Getting up from his seat with an audible creak, the elderly businessman picks up an old-fashioned clip board and approaches you. With an excited gleam in his eye that you might not otherwise expect from someone of his position, he greets you both enthusiastically, "Hello dears. You’re $firstName $secondName, and you’re Hannah … just Hannah … correct? We’ve talked a little earlier $firstName, when you came to visit before and you signed that agreement, though I don’t think I’ve met your little friend before, so I’ll have to get her signature in a moment. I’m sorry that you’ve both been brought here today in a less than willing capacity, though I hope you’ll still give us a try. We’re not like a lot of the other businesses in the facility, and we do our best to ensure that the trainees under our care aren’t exploited, so I’m not going to force either you to do anything. That said, I think I have someone who’ll handle your case for you very well. She specializes in diaper cases, to which I hear this all revolves around, so I’m sure you’ll all get along swimmingly".<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/GloverFull.png]]</div> Getting up from his seat with an audible creak, the elderly businessman picks up an old-fashioned clip board and approaches you. With an excited gleam in his eye that you might not otherwise expect from someone of his position, he greets you both enthusiastically, "Hello dears. You’re $firstName $secondName, and you’re Hannah … just Hannah … correct? I don’t think we’ve met before, but I got your records sent over to me when they decided to send you over. My names Papa Glover, at least that’s what the residents of the nursery like to call me, and I’m one of the board of executives for the Little Land Nursery TV show and channel. In fact I’m the CEO. Now, I know you’re probably not very happy right now, and I’m probably a good target for your outrage, for that I wouldn’t blame you, but I’m not planning or trying to do anything untoward towards either of you. My compliance in your punishment might seem contrary to that, though in my mind I consider it much nicer for me to take you both in for a brief stay instead of some insidious punishment being doled out to you by the facility staff. That said, I will, however, need your signature to allow you into the studio. Again, I know asking for favours isn’t something you’ll probably be receptive too, now of all times, but I need it to let you in". Smiling warmly at you he holds out the clipboard and pen, the affable old man putting you slightly at ease, even if you are in a bad mood over being forced here. On top of that, whilst you get the impression that Papa Glover won’t do anything to you if you refuse, the guard who brought you is another matter. As such, wincing a little, you sign your name to the document, answering defeatedly, "Okay, I’m signing it". Nodding understandingly at you, the elderly executive takes the clipboard back from you, flipping to another similar looking document, probably for Hannah. "I know you probably didn’t feel like you had a choice in that, but I still appreciate that you signed it for me. Once more, I’m sorry that you’ve been brought here today in a less than willing capacity, though I hope you’ll still give us a try. We’re not like a lot of the other businesses in the facility, and we do our best to ensure that the trainees under our care aren’t exploited, so I’m not going to force you to do anything. I do, however, think you’ll love it here if you give it a chance".<</if>> "No, not signing it", Hannah whines sticking her nose up into the air bratty-ly, having moped and sulked silently until now. In response to this, Papa Glover just holds out the clipboard patiently, waiting for her to calm down. "I can make her comply with your request", the guard who’s been standing by silently until now chimes in ominously. However, the aging executive just waves them off, "No, everything is fine here", he answers conversationally, not taking his focus off of Hannah, "We’re fine here, so feel free to be about your way. If I need you back I’ll call you, but you’ll just be standing around bored if you stay I fear", his pronouncement enough to make the guard finally stand down, turning their back to you and leaving. "I’m still not going to do it, so you’ll be waiting all day until you let me go", the pink-clad girl grumbles, her cheeks puffing up in a pretty adorable way, not that you’d probably say that to her face. Seemingly not perturbed, Papa Glover just waits patiently, only taking a brief break to rub his knees and hiss a little from being on his feet for so long. All the while you’re left to just sit there bored, not sure if that’s better or worse than all the diapers and baby talk. "You know I can’t let you in without your signature dear, but you also know that if you walk out that door now the guards are going to be very angry regardless of what I say. I’m not going to make you sign it like I said before, but I don’t think trying to start a new life out of our foyer is a very practical plan either. We have all the candy you could eat in there, comfy spots for napping, and lots of televisions and games to play. It’s not really a job so much as like going on a very brightly coloured holiday. I’m sure you’d love it if you gave it a chance". Replying with another, "Hmphh!", her nose pointed rudely up into the air once more, you think for a second you see a flicker of indecision in her eyes as she does, as if the reality of the situation is finally dawning on her. Slowly beginning to blush minorly, you think she’s about to say something, but whatever she was going to say gets stopped as a loud yet feminine voice echoes through the large entranceway. "There they are! Don’t worry Mr Glover, I’ll take it from here. These are the two adorable diaper cherubs aren’t they. I’m sure they are, they just look sweet enough to eat. I’ll take them with me at once"<<if $metMildred>>, the voice sounding suspiciously that of Aunt Mildred<</if>>. Whipping your head about rapidly to see who the newcomer is, [[you spot sight of them entering through a side door|ABDL Job First Time With Hannah 2]].

Silhouetted in the frame of a nearby unassuming side door is an older looking woman with greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts. Dressed in a long sleeved floor-length brown dress, an apron tied off in front of it, she comes off as having an extremely old-fashioned style about her. <<if $metMildred>>Whilst it’s hard to tell from the distance she’s at, especially distracted as you are, you think that she might be Aunt Mildred, her familiar warm vocal tones confirming this in your mind.<</if>> <<if !$metMildred>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredFull.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredLarge.png]]</div><</if>> "Hello there Mildred, I’m glad that you’ve managed to make it here early. I hope I didn’t call you away from anything important. $firstName has signed the release for the channel, but Hannah hasn’t yet. If you want to take them into the playroom or any of the other areas off of it you’ll need her to. Other than that I think you know everything you’ll need to about their predicament", explains Papa Glover to the new woman, his attention shifting from Hannah. Coming closer she coos in a cheery voice, "Don’t worry about me Mr Glover, I’ll have them right as rain in no time. I didn’t plan to take them out onto the main floor, but thank you for the heads up, I was instead hoping to spend sometime privately in my rooms with them to help them adjust more comfortably to the nursery. I saw the note about their diaper proclivities, and I’d absolutely delighted to hear so". Her bottom lip extending upward in even more of a sulk, the two older people now both completely ignoring her, the moody trainee loudly shouts, "I don’t like diapers!", stomping her feet and starting to turn red faced now, though whether it’s out of embarrassment or anger you can’t tell. Their eyes both flipping back to Hannah for a moment before meeting each other’s once more, Papa Glover speaks up first, barely restraining a laugh, "I think you’ll have a lot on your hands with that one. I’d say getting her some food and putting her down for a nap might be the best option, though I know you’ve got the both of them to handle. She’s a cute one, when she’s calmed down I bet she’ll be a real little charmer. I leave them both in your trustworthy care Mildred", the older man returning to his seat, but not before giving you both a little wave, Hannah not able to make contact with him after his comments. Meanwhile, Mildred looks at you first, stating in a cooing tone, "Hello there $firstName<<if $metMildred>>, it’s so good to see you here<<else>>, I’m known as Aunt Mildred around here<</if>>. You’ve been very well behaved so far. Now, I know this might all be scary so far, what with big guards and new people, but you don’t need to have a worry in the world here. Lets get you all settled down and then we’ll have a little talk about this place and how wonderful it is", the older woman tapping you playfully on the nose as she goes past, the tickling sensation making you let out a small giggle despite how unhappy you are at the current situation. Next turning her attention to Hannah, she takes on a much more strict stance, telling her clearly, "Now listen here missy, you’ve got until the count of ten or I’ll have you over my lap getting spanked right here in this lobby. I’m sure that at least a few people will walk in here hearing all the commotion, and you’ll have to explain to them that you were throwing a tantrum and that’s why you’ve got a sore red bottom. Now, if you don’t want that then you’ll follow me and we’ll get you all settled in". Hannah begins to hold her breath, giving you a glare like you should be backing her up in this, but as Aunt Mildred begins counting down from ten you see her will to resist wavering, the promise of punishment making her crack remarkably quickly. Making, "Hmph", sounds, but sounding less committed to her obstinance by the second, it’s not until Aunt Mildred gets down to the count of two that she fully relents wailing fearfully, "I’m sorry! Please don’t spank me! I’ll follow you!", a glimmer of light catching her cheek showing to you that a silent tear is rolling down it. Happy with the response, without saying a word, the older matronly woman grasps Hannah’s hand to no resistance, turning to you and extending her other hand, possibly because she wants to chaperone both of you closely. Seeing as Hannah is willingly going along with it, you just can’t muster the energy to fend off her hand, already feeling tired both physically and emotionally. Instead you let her take your hand too, [[walking you off deeper into a side corridor of the nursery|ABDL Job First Time With Hannah 3]].

The trip through the nursery’s side corridors doesn’t take long, Hannah being especially quiet as she lets the older woman guide her around, thoroughly kowtowed and acting meeker than you’ve ever seen her by a large degree. The hallways themselves are mostly bare, though they do have childish murals and stickers strewn across them, giving you the impression more of a doctor’s office wing that handles kids rather than a nursery, everything’s just a little too sterile and clinical, even if there are the occasional splash of colour here and there. Led into what looks like an apartment, complete with an open-plan kitchen separated only by a kitchen counter, you find yourself where your current caretaker was taking you. Though, it probably has more of a child-like design than any apartment you’ve ever seen, playmats on the floor of the living room, adult-sized high chairs sitting next to the kitchen table, even an extremely over-sized and locking crib that can be just about seen through what you can only guess is one of the bedroom doors. "We’re home dears. Well, my home, though depending on how well you like your time here maybe it can be your homes too someday. We have a lot to talk about, but for now I think I need to make sure you’re both properly diapered up. I don’t want you making a mess of my carpet after all, and I hear that you’re both in need of diapers from your records. I’ll just need you both to lie down on the mats in the living room. After that I can get some tasty num-num’s in you and you can have a nice relaxing nap, doesn’t that sound great?", coos the woman, looking at you like you’re not capable of doing much on your own, almost as if you were just a big baby. You half expect Hannah to become enraged at the itinerary, but instead she meekly answers, "Yes Aunt Mildred, that sounds nice … thank you", shuffling her feet awkwardly. "Aren’t you sweet", Aunt Mildred says in response, in a pleased yet slightly condescending tone before turning to you, "I hope you’ll be just as well behave as your friend here! I’m going to get her sorted out first, but I’ll get around to you in just a second. Why don’t you find something fun to play with or maybe watch some cartoons. That is, unless you’d like to watch what I’m going to do to this little firecracker?". Not sure how you’re supposed to respond, but oddly intrigued by the opportunity to see Hannah embarrassed in a way like she’s embarrassed you in the past, you tell your large breasted carer, "Can I please watch … Aunt Mildred?", a cheerful nod returned to you from your request. Ushering you both over to the playmats, beelining for a particularly plastic-y looking one, she begins manhandling the rather limp and quiet Hannah around, splaying her out on the floor onto it. Asking her to stay put, Aunt Mildred disappears into a side room for only the briefest moment, bringing back a large carry bag with the words, "Diaper Supplies", listed on the side. Strangely, upon seeing this Hannah doesn’t throw a fit or begin complaining, she instead just bites her lip … nervously? Unceremoniously yet gently stripping her of her hoodie and yoga pants, Aunt Mildred collects up the small ball of thin pink cloth, getting up and walking over to the kitchen. With a metallic clunk, the matronly woman opens her pedal bin, dropping the clothing inside, the look on her face making it clear that she doesn’t expect Hannah to need them or any other more adult outfits anytime soon. Meanwhile, Hannah has one hand covering her face, the other placed over her bald and slightly drippy pussy, the girl seemingly both embarrassed and turned on at the same time by all of this. You also note that she didn’t seem to be wearing any underwear, though whether that was a personal choice or down to a lack of funding, you can’t say. "Enough of that", your carer announces, swatting Hannah’s hands to her sides, "You have an adorable pair of tiny breasts and a delicate little set of lady parts, you don’t need to be embarrassed dear. Think of it like you’re just a little baby, they don’t get embarrassed, do they? Being naked for them is just normal. But, if it makes you feel better I’ll put you into a nice big diaper to cover you up down there. Is that what you want dear?". Hannah doesn’t say anything, the sheer humiliation of doing so seemingly too much for her, but she does give the slightest hint of a nod, offering up her assent to be diapered. Not hesitating, a beaming smile on her face, Aunt Mildred doesn’t need any more than that, pulling out a large white puffy reusable diaper from her bag. Taking the opportunity to first clean the normally bratty Hannah up with a wet wipe, the older woman hoists up the small woman with one arm, scooting the diaper beneath her before quickly taping it up, leaving the blushing girl sitting on the floor in a silent daze, almost as if she’s shell-shocked by the dramatic turn of events. Finally turning her sights on you, Aunt Mildred continues, "Now that your little friend is all nice and wrapped up, are you going to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and let your dear old Aunt Mildred get you all cleaned and diapered up too, or are you going to be the fussy one today?", her tone clearly showing you that she won’t tolerate any misbehaviour from you. Do you: [[Go along with everything|ABDL Job First Time With Hannah 4 Agree][if($submission <= 90){$submission += 10;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Refuse to go along with everything|ABDL Job First Time With Hannah 4 Refuse]]

Deciding to co-operate, quietly answer, "Okay … I’ll be good", the embarrassment of admitting that making you blush, though what Aunt Mildred has stated so far is probably less humiliating than anything Hannah has done to you so far. Smiling warmly and beaming with pride, your temporary carer coos, "Well, now that’s good to hear. I’m glad to hear that you’re going to behave for me. I knew you’d be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for me. Soon I’ll get you all sorted out and then you and your little friend Hannah can have a nice bath to get all squeaky clean. Won’t that be nice sweetheart?", afterwards waiting patiently for you to respond, seemingly wanting you to actively agree with her for things to continue. With a very small voice you tell her, "Yes Aunt Mildred, getting a bath will be nice", the weirdness of the whole situation causing your gaze to affix to her shoes, unable to keep eye contact. "Good dear. I’m glad to hear that", your current carer replies, approaching you. Looping around you, she puts her hands on your shoulders turning you to see a still silent Hannah, watching on uncertainly. "But before all that I think there’s something else we need to resolve. I hear that the two of you don’t get along very well. From what I hear she’s the one who started it, but now that I’m here I think you should be the one to finish it. So go along and give her a big hug to make everything better between you two", she continues, nudging you insistently towards Hannah, the bratty tormentor also staring at her feet, equally embarrassed by everything that’s happening to the both of you. Knowing that you don’t have much of a choice, but not really happy with the order, you shuffle slowly over to Hannah, saying with a quiet huff, "Guess we have to be friends now …". Wrapping her arms around you, surprisingly tenderly, the freshly diapered, bare-chested girl replies equally softly, "It’s okay. I was kind of a … asshole I guess. I’m sorry I got you in trouble. I don’t want to fight anymore, I didn’t really get how mad everyone would get. And, I sorta guess I didn’t really think too much about how you were taking it all … I’m sorry …", embracing you momentarily in a tight hug before letting you go, her entire posture and mood much less confident than it was outside of this nursery. You’re still not sure what to make of her sudden change of personality, but the longer it goes on the more genuine it seems, maybe she just needed someone to tell her what to do all along. That’s when movement behind you jolts you back to the moment. Taking advantage of your confused and distracted state, the large-breasted woman has managed to sneak all the way up behind you, her hands roaming across your form methodically. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Pulling at your $currentClothing, the older carer begins stripping you naked, neatly piling your clothes off to one side unlike she did with Hannah’s.<<else>>Checking over you for a second, she seems to conclude that you’re not wearing any outfit she needs to remove, so hums happily looking you over just to make sure.<</if>> Next she sets her sights lower, <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>removing your $currentUnderwear and putting it on a nearby counter top, leaving you embarrassingly naked before Hannah.<<else>>spotting that you’re without undergarments, she shrugs, leaving you embarrassingly naked before Hannah.<</if>> Giving you one last glance over, she smiles cheerfully, "Bath time children", her hand affixing to you back to steer you towards the bathroom. Equally, she seems to be doing something similar to Hannah, though not before stripping the previously bratty girl of her fresh new diaper by ripping it off of her. "But … but … you only just put me in that … ", Hannah quietly mumbles as you’re both escorted across the apartment, a twinge of disappointment in her voice. "Oh, sweetheart, that was just for while I sorted out your little friend $firstName. Don’t worry, you’ll both get freshly diapered after you’re all clean from a nice scrub in the bath", Aunt Mildred replies in a sing song tone, clearly overjoyed to have the both of your to order around and play with. Finally arriving at the bathroom with Aunt Mildred in tow, [[you anxiously wait as she begins drawing a bath for you and Hannah|ABDL Job First Time With Hannah 5][$ggp += 500; $diaperMessCounter = 0; $diaperWetCounter = 0]].

Not wanting to co-operate with any of this you dig your heels into the carpet. "No! This isn’t fair! Hannah was all mean and now she’s acting all quiet. I shouldn’t be here!", the stream of your words coming out slightly incoherently in your frustrated rage. As you stomp and rant Aunt Mildred just stands on waiting patiently, her expression hard to read, especially in your current state. Eventually though, when you’ve complained to the point of your voice going hoarse, she finally responds in a poisonously even tone, "Well, now that you’ve got that out of your system dear, hopefully you’re ready to settle down. Other than a bit of trouble at the start your little friend here has been nothing but sweet and courteous. I think she deserves an apology from you. But, most of all, that sort of behaviour will not be tolerated in this house <<if $pronoun == 1>>missy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>dear<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>missy<<else>>mister<</if>>. I think twenty over the knee should deal with that smart mouth of yours!". Seeing red as you are, you don’t really listen to what she has to say, which is why when she firmly grabs your wrist and begins, with an incredible strength, to drag you over to the couch, you’re completely caught by surprise. Sitting herself down, she roughly pulls you down across her lap in one fluid action. Your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> pressed kind of nicely against the plush upholstery. Meanwhile Hannah just watches on wide-eyed, remarkably quiet given the history between the two of you, her eyes locked on you <<checkAss>> bottom wiggling in the air as Aunt Mildred holds you down. "Now, now, enough of that", the matronly woman calls as her hand lands down upon your behind with a reverberating thud, "Like I said before, I won’t let you be rude on my watch. You were given fair warning, so now that little behind of yours is going to pay for that. You’re getting twenty spanks, hopefully that’ll teach you your lesson and help you calm down. You can kick and cry if you need to, but no cussing, that will only add to your punishment", she goes onto explain much to your annoyance. "Put me d… Owww!", you squeal as the next strike against your bottom catches you off-guard. Thudding painfully, her hand doesn’t let up, the spanks, merciless and unyielding. The first strike might not have been too painful, but each proceeding one hurts a little more as your bum becomes increasingly hot and sore, the whole situation shocking you a little in the process. All the while, Hannah just looks on silently. <<if $submission >0>>Unable to maintain your composure you kick your legs and cry, wailing for mercy which is not forthcoming. Your tear and snot streaked face contorting on every painful contact.<<else>>You just about manage to maintain your composure, not wanting to give either of them the satisfaction of seeing you cry from your punishment. Sweat beads on your brow as you resist with all your might not to cry out from the painful contact.<</if>> Regardless, as the final smack lands you’re certainly feeling much more fragile. "See, don’t you feel much better now", Aunt Mildred coos towards you, slowly helping you sit up on your burning behind, "That stinging bot-bot of yours will help you to remember not to be rude to people. Now I think it’s time for you to apologize like a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>child<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>", one of her arms snaking around you to cuddle you closer to her bosom. Not feeling up to resisting any further, the painful reminder throbbing beneath you keeping you suitably kowtowed, you whisper, "Sorry Aunt Mildred". "Good dear, but not just to me", your current carer replies, turning you to see a still silent Hannah, watching on uncertainly. "Go give her a big hug and apologize", she continues, carefully lifting you back onto your feet. Knowing that you don’t have much of a choice, but still not happy with the order, you shuffle slowly over to your previous tormentor, saying with a quiet huff, "Sorry Hannah". Wrapping her arms around you, surprisingly tenderly, the freshly diapered, bare-chested girl replies equally softly, "It’s okay. I was kind of a … asshole I guess. I’m sorry I got you in trouble", embracing you momentarily in a tight hug before letting you go, her entire posture and mood much less confident than it was outside of this nursery. You’re still not sure what to make of her sudden change of personality, but the longer it goes on the more genuine it seems, maybe she just needed someone to tell her what to do all along. That’s when movement behind you jolts you back to the moment. Taking advantage of your confused and distracted state, the large-breasted woman has managed to sneak all the way up behind you, her hands roaming across your form methodically. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Pulling at your $currentClothing, the older carer begins stripping you naked, neatly piling your clothes off to one side unlike she did with Hannah’s.<<else>>Checking over you for a second, she seems to conclude that you’re not wearing any outfit she needs to remove, so hums happily looking you over just to make sure.<</if>> Next she sets her sights lower, <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>removing your $currentUnderwear and putting it on a nearby counter top, leaving you embarrassingly naked before Hannah.<<else>>spotting that you’re without undergarments, she shrugs, leaving you embarrassingly naked before Hannah.<</if>> Giving you one last glance over, she smiles cheerfully, "Bath time children", her hand affixing to you back to steer you towards the bathroom. Equally, she seems to be doing something similar to Hannah, though not before stripping the previously bratty girl of her fresh new diaper by ripping it off of her. "But … but … you only just put me in that … ", Hannah quietly mumbles as you’re both escorted across the apartment, a twinge of disappointment in her voice. "Oh, sweetheart, that was just for while I sorted out your little friend $firstName. Don’t worry, you’ll both get freshly diapered after you’re all clean from a nice scrub in the bath", Aunt Mildred replies in a sing song tone, clearly overjoyed to have the both of your to order around and play with. Finally arriving at the bathroom with Aunt Mildred in tow, [[you anxiously wait as she begins drawing a bath for you and Hannah|ABDL Job First Time With Hannah 5][$ggp += 500; $diaperMessCounter = 0; $diaperWetCounter = 0]].

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"Blue Japanese Maid Dress", "Pink Japanese Maid Dress", "Anniversary Silver Sequin Dress", "Sexy Mummy Costume", "Sexy Vampire Costume", "Sexy Witch Costume", "Anime T-Shirt", "Anime T-Shirt And Pants", "Anime T-Shirt And Skirt", "Band T-Shirt", "Band T-Shirt And Miniskirt", "Band T-Shirt And Pants", "Black Blouse And Grey Pants", "Blue Blouse And Beige Pants", "Pink Blouse And Grey Pants", "White Blouse And Black Pants", "Black Pants", "Brown Pants", "Dark Blue Pants", "Grey Pants", "Black Shirt And Grey Pants", "Blue Shirt And Grey Pants", "Pink Shirt And Blue Pants", "White Shirt And Black Pants", "Black Suit And Pants", "Blue Suit And Pants", "Brown Suit And Pants", "Black Suit And Skirt", "Blue Suit And Skirt", "Brown Suit And Skirt", "Black T-Shirt And Grey Pants", "Green T-Shirt And Brown Pants", "Grey T-Shirt And Blue Pants", "Pink T-Shirt And Blue Pants", "White T-Shirt And Grey Pants", "Blue Blouse And Blue Skirt", "Pink Blouse And Grey Skirt", "Purple Blouse And Black Skirt", "White Blouse And Black Skirt", "Facility T-Shirt", "Facility T-Shirt And Pants", "Facility T-Shirt And Skirt", "Orange And White Stiped Sweater With Grey Pants", "Red T-Shirt And Shorts", "Striped Tank Top And Shirt With Dungarees", "Unicorn T-Shirt", "Unicorn T-Shirt And Pants", "Unicorn T-Shirt And Skirt", "Fashionable Black Suit And Pants", "Lacy Pink And White Teddy", "Lacy Revealing Pink And White Dress", "Metallic Pink Bikini", "Pink Cheerleader Outfit", "Pink Sleeveless Latex Bodycon Dress", "Pink Tie Front Crop Top And Microskirt", "Revealing Bimbo Top", "Sexy Pink Schoolgirl Outfit", "Slutty Pink Cheerleader Outfit", "White Crop Top And Pink Hotpants", "Revealing Frilly Black And White Maid Dress", "Milky's Waitress Uniform"]>> <<set setup.Naked = {Type: 1, Description: "Less of an outfit and more of a choice not to wear one. Walking around naked is kind of slutty, and rather embarrassing too, but it'll certainly attract attention.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/NoClothing.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 0}>> <<set setup.LongBlueDress = {Type: 2, Description: "A stylish ankle length cute blue dress. Despite it being extremely covering, it wouldn't look out of place in a high society ball. Between the sleek and elegant short sleeves, and the delicate work around the neckline, you think almost anyone would look refined wearing it.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/LongBlueDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.RedStrappyTopAndBlackMiniSkirt = {Type: 1, Description: "A mid-thigh length mini skirt combined with a red spaghetti string top. Showing off your belly, along with a lot of other skin, you get the impression that this might be considered a more trashy outfit. Whilst it technically covers everything important, the mini skirt is so short if you bend over you'll be showing everything off.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedStrappyTopBlackMiniskirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.GreenFloralSummerDress = {Type: 0, Description: "A pale green knee length summer dress covered in images of flowers. It's cute, thin and airy, the perfect sort of outfit for being active during the summer months.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GreenSummerDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.PinkHoodieAndYogaPants = {Type: 0, Description: "A thick and warm pale pink hoodie matched with a pair of hot pink yoga pants. Whilst they don't make you look particularly attractive, they're kind of cute in their own way. However, the skin tight yoga pants certainly leave little to the imagination.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkHoodieAndYogaPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.ShortPinkLatexBodyconDress = {Type: 1, Description: "A form hugging thin pink latex dress. Strapless, without sleeves and coming up to your mid-thigh, this dress leaves little to the imagination. Even better, the shiny pink latex glistens and gleams in the light, and is easy to clean too.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkLatexBodycon.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.PinkSequinTopAndJeanShorts = {Type: 1, Description: "A flimsy spaghetti string top covered in shiny sequins, coupled with a pair of cut off booty shorts. This combination screams party girl at everyone that looks at it, looking both sexy and cute at the same time.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkSequinTopAndJeanShorts.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.PinkShortSilkyPartyDress = {Type: 1, Description: "Made of a stylish glittery silk which catches the light just right, this revealing dress accentuates all of your best features. Coming down to your mid-thigh and with a low neckline, some would consider this a risqué dress. Best of all, this was a gift from Tilly on your first date.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkSilkyPartyDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.ClubBPromoGirlBikini = {Type: 1, Description: "A special promotional bikini set, both the tops and bottoms of this mostly black bikini are rather skimpy. With the logo for Club B emblazoned on both the breast cups and the crotch covering, it comes off as a little tacky, though thoroughly sexual.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/ClubBBikini.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.FloweryBunnyGirlBodysuit = {Type: 1, Description: "A special bunny day gift, this cute flower pattern corseted bodysuit leaves little to the imagination. With form accentuating breast cups, this outfit does cover everything important. What's more, it even comes with a bow tie and wrist cuffs. It's very sexy, almost iconic you’d say.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FloweryBunnyBodysuit.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.SexySantaDress = {Type: 1, Description: "A short and very revealing red dress, its hemline only reaching just below your ass cheeks. With a fluffy white lining, this outfit looks very festive, and surprisingly warm too given how skimpy it is. A special gift from Santa, maybe it's all just winter magic.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/SantaDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.BlackFishnetBodysuit = {Type: 1, Description: "A black fishnet body stocking. With black netting covering you from your ankles up to your neck, and then all the way down to your wrists, you might think this would be a modest outfit. However, the thin material shows everything off in explicit and incredibly lewd detail. You might as well be naked.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FishnetBodysuit.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.SilverBikiniSet = {Type: 1, Description: "A small shiny silver bikini set. It's kind of skimpy, but the design is very fashionable, and wouldn't look out of place on some of the world’s best beaches. If you wear it outside of a beach environment, however, you might get a lot of special attention.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/SilverBikini.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.PinkMiniskirtWithNoTop = {Type: 1, Description: "A tiny pink mini skirt that barely covers your ass cheeks and nothing more. Some might consider going around topless risqué, but when you're complimenting it with such a cute and slutty skirt you're sure to turn more than heads.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkMiniskirtNoTop.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.DenimShortsWithNoTop = {Type: 1, Description: "A tiny pair of denim short shorts that cling tightly to your butt. Some might consider going around topless risqué, but when you're complimenting it with such a cute and slutty set of cut off shorts you're sure to turn more than heads.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/DenimShortsNoTop.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.PastelPinkJumperSkirtAndBlouse = {Type: 3, Description: "A just above knee length poofy pink jumper skirt with shoulder straps which reaches all the way up to your lower chest, matched with a feminine white blouse. A very cute combination, especially when you factor in all the lace and ruffles from the petticoat, blouse and skirt trim. Utterly adorable.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PastelPinkJumperSkirtAndBlouse.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlueTeddyBearPatternedRomper = {Type: 4, Description: "A breezy blue romper with a teddy bear pattern. With short sleeves and without legs, this crotch buttoned outfit is extremely childish in design, looking like it would best belong on a large baby. It is pretty cute though.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/BlueTeddyRomper.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.PurpleUnicornPatternedOnesie = {Type: 4, Description: "A full body purple onesie with a cartoon unicorn pattern printed across it. It's very snuggly and warm, and covers you modestly, but it does have a kind of childish design that might turn heads.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PurpleUnicornOnesie.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PlainDarkGreenOnesie = {Type: 4, Description: "A full body dark green onesie. It's very snuggly and warm, and covers you modestly, but onesies are kind of childish. Then again, lots of grown-ups seem to like wearing them too, so maybe it's okay?", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainGreenOnesie.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.WhiteShortFrillySilkDress = {Type: 3, Description: "A pretty and extremely feminine frilly silk dress. The only issue with it is that it only comes down to around the crotch level, showing off everything down there to anyone passing by. Other than that though it's adorable, both delicately designed and luxurious against the skin.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteShortFrillySilkDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.FluffyPinkAndBluePatternedOnesie = {Type: 4, Description: "A fluffy full body pink and blue onesie. It's extremely snuggly and warm, and covers you modestly, but it does have a kind of childish design that might turn heads. Given where you got it from, you slightly worry for the fate of the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin ...", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/FluffyPinkAndBlueOnesie.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.LongLaceyPurpleShirt = {Type: 3, Description: "A beautifully embroidered lace fringed long purple shirt. It's very cute, though sadly not long enough to really cover your crotch, showing off everything down there to anyone passing by. You won this in a diaper competition against Malus, so it's especially good.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/LongLacyPurpleShirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.TShirtAndPants = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain white t-shirt and a rather generic set of blue pants. Neither of these items looks particularly stylish or attractive on you, but at least they keep you warm.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/TShirtAndPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlackLatexCatsuit = {Type: 5, Description: "A shiny black latex catsuit. Going from the base of your ankles to the ends of your wrists, this form-fitting latex outfit is extremely sexy and fetishy, giving off an obvious BDSM vibe.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackLatexCatsuit.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.GreenLatexCatsuit = {Type: 5, Description: "A shiny green latex catsuit. Going from the base of your ankles to the ends of your wrists, this form-fitting latex outfit is extremely sexy and fetishy, giving off an obvious BDSM vibe.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GreenLatexCatsuit.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.PurpleLatexCatsuit = {Type: 5, Description: "A shiny purple latex catsuit. Going from the base of your ankles to the ends of your wrists, this form-fitting latex outfit is extremely sexy and fetishy, giving off an obvious BDSM vibe.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PurpleLatexCatsuit.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.PinkLatexCatsuit = {Type: 5, Description: "A shiny pink latex catsuit. Going from the base of your ankles to the ends of your wrists, this form-fitting latex outfit is extremely sexy and fetishy, giving off an obvious BDSM vibe.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkLatexCatsuit.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.ShibariRopeHarness = {Type: 5, Description: "A set of ropes which come together to form a harness for the wearer. Criss crossing the body and leaving little to the imagination, this outfit is extremely sexy and fetishy, giving off an obvious BDSM vibe.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/ShibariHarness.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.BlackBondageStraps = {Type: 5, Description: "A set of leather straps which come together to form a harness for the wearer. Criss crossing the body, the sections connected with shiny metal studs, leaving little to the imagination, this outfit is extremely sexy and fetishy, giving off an obvious BDSM vibe.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackBondageStraps.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.BlackSlimeLatexCatsuit = {Type: 5, Description: "A shiny black latex catsuit that’s comprised of a living latex slime creature. Going from the base of your ankles to the ends of your wrists, this form-fitting latex outfit is extremely sexy and fetishy, giving off an obvious BDSM vibe. You’re not sure if it’s truly alive, but it does seem to move about occasionally, stimulating you when you’re least suspecting, and sometimes makes tiny gurgling sounds.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackSlimeLatexCatsuit.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.BlackLatexLeotard = {Type: 5, Description: "A shiny black latex leotard. Going from crotch to your armpits, this form-fitting latex outfit is kind of revealing, but extremely sexy and fetishy, giving off an obvious BDSM vibe.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackLatexLeotard.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.GreenLatexLeotard = {Type: 5, Description: "A shiny green latex leotard. Going from crotch to your armpits, this form-fitting latex outfit is kind of revealing, but extremely sexy and fetishy, giving off an obvious BDSM vibe.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GreenLatexLeotard.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.PurpleLatexLeotard = {Type: 5, Description: "A shiny purple latex leotard. Going from crotch to your armpits, this form-fitting latex outfit is kind of revealing, but extremely sexy and fetishy, giving off an obvious BDSM vibe.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PurpleLatexLeotard.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.PinkLatexLeotard = {Type: 5, Description: "A shiny pink latex leotard. Going from crotch to your armpits, this form-fitting latex outfit is kind of revealing, but extremely sexy and fetishy, giving off an obvious BDSM vibe.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkLatexLeotard.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.LatexMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A shiny and revealing black latex maids dress with white latex trim. Complete with a small latex apron, this extremely sexy and fetishy outfit is perfect for any maid who wants to make a lasting impression.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/LatexMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.LatexNurseDress = {Type: 5, Description: "A shiny and revealing pink latex nurses dress with white latex trim. Complete with a small latex apron, this extremely sexy and fetishy outfit gives off a serious BDSM vibe.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/LatexNurseDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.LeatherBustierAndShorts = {Type: 5, Description: "A black leather bustier with shoulder straps, accompanied by an extremely short pair of leather shorts. Showing off a lot of skin, this form-fitting leather outfit is kind of revealing, but extremely sexy and fetishy, giving off an obvious BDSM vibe.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/LeatherBustierAndShorts.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.BlackLatexBusinessSuit = {Type: 2, Description: "A shiny and formfitting black latex business suit jacket with a black latex catsuit underneath it. Whilst certainly an extremely sexy and fetishy outfit, this business attire would also be equally suited to a formal occasion, often seen worn by elite Masters and Mistresses who want to make an impression.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackLatexBusinessSuit.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.YellowFrillyBabyDress = {Type: 7, Description: "A pretty and extremely feminine frilly short yellow dress with the word ‘Baby’ emblazoned across a white panel the front. The only issue with it is that it only comes down to around the crotch level. It’s adorable, but rather embarrassing at the same time.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/YellowBabyDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.AdventureBabyDress = {Type: 7, Description: "A cute yet stylish safari print dress which is extremely short and childish. Looking more like a fancy dress outfit than something people would normally wear, it’s adorable yet kind of embarrassing.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/AdventureBabyDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.AdventureOnesie = {Type: 4, Description: "A special onesie designed to be more durable and have many extra pockets, this muted green outfit is still rather childish. It’s warm and snuggly, and handy too, but it’s not the most exciting onesie ever, looking kind of like an engineers jumpsuit.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/AdventureOnesie.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.DarkGreyJumperSkirtAndGreenBlouse = {Type: 3, Description: "A just above knee length poofy dark grey jumper skirt with shoulder straps which reaches all the way up to your lower chest, matched with a feminine dark green blouse. A very cute combination, especially when you factor in all the lace and ruffles from the petticoat, blouse and skirt trim. Utterly adorable.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/DarkGreyJumperSkirtAndGreenBlouse.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.DarkGreyJumperSkirtAndBlueBlouse = {Type: 3, Description: "A just above knee length poofy dark grey jumper skirt with shoulder straps which reaches all the way up to your lower chest, matched with a feminine light blue blouse. A very cute combination, especially when you factor in all the lace and ruffles from the petticoat, blouse and skirt trim. Utterly adorable.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/DarkGreyJumperSkirtAndBlueBlouse.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.DarkGreyJumperSkirtAndWhiteBlouse = {Type: 3, Description: "A just above knee length poofy dark grey jumper skirt with shoulder straps which reaches all the way up to your lower chest, matched with a feminine white blouse. A very cute combination, especially when you factor in all the lace and ruffles from the petticoat, blouse and skirt trim. Utterly adorable.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/DarkGreyJumperSkirtAndWhiteBlouse.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PastelPurpleJumperSkirtAndWhiteBlouse = {Type: 3, Description: "A just above knee length poofy pastel purple jumper skirt with shoulder straps which reaches all the way up to your lower chest, matched with a feminine white blouse. A very cute combination, especially when you factor in all the lace and ruffles from the petticoat, blouse and skirt trim. Utterly adorable.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PastelPurpleJumperSkirtAndWhiteBlouse.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlueClothPajamas = {Type: 8, Description: "An airy and loose blue cloth short sleeve t-shirt, and matching light blue cloth drawstring pants. Very comfortable, but not very aesthetically pleasing, this outfit should be fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueClothPajamas.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PinkClothPajamas = {Type: 8, Description: "An airy and loose pink cloth short sleeve t-shirt, and matching light pink cloth drawstring pants. Very comfortable, but not very aesthetically pleasing, this outfit should be fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkClothPajamas.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.YellowClothPajamas = {Type: 8, Description: "An airy and loose yellow cloth short sleeve t-shirt, and matching white cloth drawstring pants. Very comfortable, but not very aesthetically pleasing, this outfit should be fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/YellowClothPajamas.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlueNightshirt = {Type: 8, Description: "An airy and loose oversized blue and white striped button-up nightshirt and nothing else. Coming down to just below the crotch it’s somewhat lewd, but not particularly attractive at the same time. Still, it’s very comfortable, this outfit should be fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueNightshirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.GreenNightshirt = {Type: 8, Description: "An airy and loose oversized green and white striped button-up nightshirt and nothing else. Coming down to just below the crotch it’s somewhat lewd, but not particularly attractive at the same time. Still, it’s very comfortable, this outfit should be fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GreenNightshirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.PinkNightshirt = {Type: 8, Description: "An airy and loose oversized pink and white striped button-up nightshirt and nothing else. Coming down to just below the crotch it’s somewhat lewd, but not particularly attractive at the same time. Still, it’s very comfortable, this outfit should be fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkNightshirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.BlueSilkPajamas = {Type: 8, Description: "An airy and loose blue silk button-up long-sleeved shirt, and matching silk pants. Very comfortable, and rather cute in its own way, but certainly not a sexy look. Still, this outfit should be fine to get a great night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueSilkPajamas.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.PinkSilkPajamas = {Type: 8, Description: "An airy and loose pink silk button-up long-sleeved shirt, and matching silk pants. Very comfortable, and rather cute in its own way, but certainly not a sexy look. Still, this outfit should be fine to get a great night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkSilkPajamas.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.BlackBabydoll = {Type: 9, Description: "A skimpy gauzy practically see-through black babydoll nightdress that’s held up by a pair of thin shoulder straps, and goes down just below the crotch. This is certainly a sexy outfit, more lingerie than nightwear, but should be fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackBabydoll.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.PinkBabydoll = {Type: 9, Description: "A skimpy gauzy practically see-through pink babydoll nightdress that’s held up by a pair of thin shoulder straps, and goes down just below the crotch. This is certainly a sexy outfit, more lingerie than nightwear, but should be fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkBabydoll.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.PurpleBabydoll = {Type: 9, Description: "A skimpy gauzy practically see-through purple babydoll nightdress that’s held up by a pair of thin shoulder straps, and goes down just below the crotch. This is certainly a sexy outfit, more lingerie than nightwear, but should be fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PurpleBabydoll.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.BlackTeddie = {Type: 9, Description: "A skimpy gauzy practically see-through black teddie nightdress that’s held up by a pair of shoulder straps, and goes down to the crotch which it conceals and hugs. This is certainly a sexy outfit, more lingerie than nightwear, but should be fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackTeddie.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.WhiteTeddie = {Type: 9, Description: "A skimpy gauzy practically see-through white teddie nightdress that’s held up by a pair of shoulder straps, and goes down to the crotch which it conceals and hugs. This is certainly a sexy outfit, more lingerie than nightwear, but should be fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteTeddie.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.PinkSilkRobe = {Type: 9, Description: "An airy and loose pink silk night robe, with wide sweeping sleeves and a white silk tie to keep it shut. Going down seductively to just below the crotch, this is certainly a sexy outfit, more lingerie than nightwear. But, it should also be fine to get a great night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkSilkRobe.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.WhiteBathrobe = {Type: 8, Description: "A warm and fuzzy long armed bathrobe that goes down to just above the knee, and ties around the waist with a with a thick white tie. A big fluffy bathrobe isn’t too sexy, though it is very comfortable, and should also be fine to get a great night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteBathrobe.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.GreenNightie = {Type: 9, Description: "A thin green nightie that’s held up by a single thin behind the neck strap straps, and that goes down just below the crotch. This is just about a sexy outfit, on the thin line between lingerie and nightwear, but should be completely fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GreenNightie.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.PinkNightie = {Type: 9, Description: "A thin pink nightie that’s held up by a single thin behind the neck strap straps, and that goes down just below the crotch. This is just about a sexy outfit, on the thin line between lingerie and nightwear, but should be completely fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkNightie.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.WhiteNightie = {Type: 9, Description: "A thin white nightie that’s held up by a single thin behind the neck strap straps, and that goes down just below the crotch. This is just about a sexy outfit, on the thin line between lingerie and nightwear, but should be completely fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteNightie.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.BlueLolitaMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A finely made blue Lolita fashion short sleeved maids dress with and a white skirt trim. The skirt portion itself goes down to the mid-thigh, and widens out slightly with a scrunched petticoat beneath. Complete with a small white apron, this extremely beautiful outfit is perfect for any maid who wants to make a lasting impression.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueLolitaMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.RedAndBlackGothicLolitaDress = {Type: 3, Description: "A mid-thigh length extremely wide skirted red and black gothic Lolita dress, with a considerably puffy petticoat beneath. A very cute and elegant outfit, with short ruffled sleeves and a plethora of bows running down the front. Utterly adorable, and a unique designer dress too.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedAndBlackGothicLolitaDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlackShortLolitaDress = {Type: 3, Description: "A mid-thigh length wide skirted black Lolita dress, with a puffy petticoat beneath. A very cute and slightly flirty outfit, with very short sleeves, a lot of lace, a beautifully layered skirt, and a trail of small black bows running down the front. Utterly adorable, and a unique designer dress too.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackShortLolitaDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PastelPurpleShortLolitaDress = {Type: 3, Description: "A mid-thigh length wide pastel purple Lolita dress, with a puffy petticoat beneath. A very cute and slightly flirty outfit, with no sleeves but instead held up by shoulder straps, with cute ruffles which surround the arms just below the shoulder, and a pair of bows on the front. Utterly adorable, and a unique designer dress too.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PastelPurpleShortLolitaDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlackClassicLongSleevedLolitaDress = {Type: 3, Description: "A knee length wide black classic Lolita dress, with a puffy petticoat beneath. A very cute and elegant outfit, with full ruffled-ended sleeves, and a delicate lace neckpiece which includes a stylish black neck bow. Utterly adorable, and a unique designer dress too.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackClassicLongSleevedLolitaDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.MaroonClassicLongSleevedLolitaDress = {Type: 3, Description: "A knee length maroon classic Lolita dress with a flowing skirt which has a crushed petticoat beneath. A very cute and elegant outfit, with long white lace trim sleeves, a white high neckline neckpiece, and a large stylish neck bow. Utterly adorable, and a unique designer dress too.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/MaroonClassicLongSleevedLolitaDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PastelPinkShortallsAndWhiteTShirt = {Type: 3, Description: "A just above knee length pair of pastel pink shortalls, with two wide shoulder straps, matched with a casual yet cute white t-shirt. It’s somewhat of a casual look, what with the overalls and shorts hybrid you’re wearing, but a feminine kind of casual. Many debate what to classify them as in terms of style, some considering them the most casual of Lolita fashion items, and, of course, utterly adorable.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PastelPinkShortallsAndWhiteT-Shirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PastelPinkShortallsAndBlackTShirt = {Type: 3, Description: "A just above knee length pair of pastel pink shortalls, with two wide shoulder straps, matched with a casual yet cute black t-shirt. It’s somewhat of a casual look, what with the overalls and shorts hybrid you’re wearing, but a feminine kind of casual. Many debate what to classify them as in terms of style, some considering them the most casual of Lolita fashion items, and, of course, utterly adorable.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PastelPinkShortallsAndBlackT-Shirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlueJumperSkirtAndWhiteLongSleevedBlouse = {Type: 3, Description: "A just above knee length poofy blue jumper skirt with a bodice style chest piece and shoulder straps, which covers up to your upper chest, matched with a feminine long sleeved white blouse. A very cute combination, especially when you factor in all the lace and ruffles from the petticoat, blouse sleeves and skirt trim. Utterly adorable.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueJumperSkirtAndWhiteLongSleevedWhiteBlouse.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.DarkGreyJumperSkirtAndWhiteLongSleevedBlouse = {Type: 3, Description: "A just above knee length poofy dark grey jumper skirt with a bodice style chest piece and shoulder straps, which covers up to your upper chest, matched with a feminine long sleeved white blouse. A very cute combination, especially when you factor in all the lace and ruffles from the petticoat, blouse sleeves and skirt trim. Utterly adorable.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/DarkGreyJumperSkirtAndWhiteLongSleevedWhiteBlouse.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PastelPinkJumperSkirtAndWhiteLongSleevedBlouse = {Type: 3, Description: "A just above knee length poofy pastel pink jumper skirt with a bodice style chest piece and shoulder straps, which covers up to your upper chest, matched with a feminine long sleeved white blouse. A very cute combination, especially when you factor in all the lace and ruffles from the petticoat, blouse sleeves and skirt trim. Utterly adorable.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PastelPinkJumperSkirtAndWhiteLongSleevedWhiteBlouse.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PastelPurpleJumperSkirtAndWhiteLongSleevedBlouse = {Type: 3, Description: "A just above knee length poofy pastel purple jumper skirt with a bodice style chest piece and shoulder straps, which covers up to your upper chest, matched with a feminine long sleeved white blouse. A very cute combination, especially when you factor in all the lace and ruffles from the petticoat, blouse sleeves and skirt trim. Utterly adorable.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PastelPurpleJumperSkirtAndWhiteLongSleevedWhiteBlouse.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.RedHeartWindowTeddie = {Type: 9, Description: "A skimpy gauzy practically see-through red teddie nightdress that’s held up by a pair of shoulder straps, and goes down to the crotch which it conceals and hugs. What’s more, this particular teddie has a large lewd heart shaped chest window, and has most of the back removed. This is certainly an immensely sexy outfit, more lingerie than nightwear, but should also be fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedHeartWindowTeddie.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.CowPatternOveralls = {Type: 10, Description: "A pair of ankle length cow pattern overalls, with two wide shoulder straps, with nothing else to go with it. It’s somewhat of a casual look, though the lack of a shirt and the black and white splotchy pattern make it feel slightly fetishy too. Whilst maybe note a universally sexy outfit, you could see this as looking particularly erotic on a hucow", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/CowPatternOveralls.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PinkHaremPantsAndOffShoulderCropTop = {Type: 1, Description: "A pair of ankle length flowing pink puffed out harem pants, and a matching skimpy off the shoulder crop top. Showing off your belly, along with a lot of other skin, you get the impression that this might be considered a more sexy outfit. You could image this being worn by some frisky genie of legend.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkHaremPantsAndOffShoulderCropTop.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.BlueHaremPantsAndOffShoulderCropTop = {Type: 1, Description: "A pair of ankle length flowing blue puffed out harem pants, and a matching skimpy off the shoulder crop top. Showing off your belly, along with a lot of other skin, you get the impression that this might be considered a more sexy outfit. You could image this being worn by some beautiful Arabian princess.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueHaremPantsAndOffShoulderCropTop.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.LavenderAndPinkDirndlPrincessDress = {Type: 3, Description: "A mid-ankle length traditional German folk dress, with a puffy petticoat beneath. Comprised of a very cute lavender corset top, laced with a pink ribbon and, with puffed and striped sleeve tops, matched with a flowing lavender skirt, and all with delicate white trim. Utterly adorable, and you’d suspect it’d fit in well with other Lolita fashion items. You could imagine this being worn by a long haired European princess.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/LavenderAndPinkDirndlPrincessDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.YellowBallGownPrincessDress = {Type: 2, Description: "A stylish and elegant ankle length flowing yellow ball gown, both sleeveless and shoulder less. Despite it being extremely covering, and possibly a little difficult to move in, it wouldn't look out of place in a high society ball, maybe even being beautiful enough to be a wedding dress. Between the sleek and elegant bodice, and the delicate work around the flowing skirts, you think almost anyone would look refined wearing it. You could imagine this being worn by a book obsessed European princess.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/YellowBallGownPrincessDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.GoldenRoyalSlaveBikini = {Type: 5, Description: "A special golden metallic bikini set, held up by intricate and enticing metalwork. With the bikini top held up by a collar section, the skimpiness of both the breast cups, and the crotch covering comprising of a thin red piece of cloth, it comes off as more than a little fetishy, especially with its slavery and bondage connotations. You could imagine this being worn by a feisty captured princess.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GoldenRoyalSlaveBikini.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.FurLoincloth = {Type: 1, Description: "A tiny fur and leather loincloth that clings tightly to your butt with tarnished buckles. Some might consider going around topless risqué, but when you're complimenting it with such a rugged and savage piece of clothing such as this, you're sure to turn more than heads. You could imagine this being worn by a tough warrior of legend.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FurLoincloth.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.RedAndBlackHarlequinBodysuit = {Type: 5, Description: "A shiny red and black pattern latex catsuit. Going from the base of your ankles to the ends of your wrists, this form-fitting latex outfit is extremely sexy and fetishy, giving off an obvious BDSM vibe. Further, with the harlequin pattern embellishments, and white neck and wrist cuffs, it’s additionally eye-catchingly erotic. You could imagine this being worn by a seductive villainess.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedAndBlackHarlequinBodysuit.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.GreenShortStraplessLeafPatternDress = {Type: 1, Description: " A mid-thigh length thin green dress with a pattern that makes it look like it could be made from a giant leaf. Due to its short length, and that it being strapless and sleeveless, you get the impression that this might be considered a more sexy outfit. You could image this being worn by some magical storybook fairy.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GreenShortStraplessLeafPatternDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.RedAndGoldSuperheroCorset = {Type: 1, Description: " A metallic red corset with gold trim, combined with a built-in blue metal microskirt that barely covers your crotch. Showing off your legs, arms and cleavage, you get the impression that this might be considered a more sexy outfit. You could image this being worn by some gorgeous and fierce superheroine.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedAndGoldSuperheroCorset.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.WhiteHighSlitSleevelessMaxiDress = {Type: 2, Description: "A stylish and fashionable floor length white sleeveless maxi dress, kept tight at the waist with a golden belt comprised of metallic skulls. Whilst rather sexy due to the two crotch high skirt slits, the length and refinement of the outfit instead give a more formal look to anyone wearing it. You could imagine this being worn by a seductive supervillain.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteHighSlitSleevelessMaxiDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BluePuffedSleeveTraditionalMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A just below knee-length traditional blue maid dress, with a crushed petticoat beneath and a white pinafore over the top. With a pair of puffed-up-shoulder short sleeves, it’s hard to say whether this is a Lolita dress, but given the impressive and functional pinafore, you’d consider it to be more of a maid outfit. You could imagine this being worn by a very curious and adventurous girl.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BluePuffedSleveeTraditionalMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlueAndWhiteGinghamDress = {Type: 3, Description: "A just below knee-length traditional blue and white checked gingham dress with wide shoulder straps, underneath which is a short sleeved high neck white blouse, the shoulders of which puff out exceptionally. With a nice petticoat underneath to push out the skirt section, you’d consider it to be a Lolita fashion dress. You could imagine this being worn by a traditional yet adventurous farmgirl.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueAndWhiteGinghamDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PinkFrillySilkSissyDress = {Type: 1, Description: "An extremely frilly mid-thigh length highly feminine pink silk dress with long sleeves that bunch up around the wrists and white accenting around the wrists, hem and neckline. With a cute white ribbon by the neck section, and the overall shiny texture to this luxurious feeling silk dress, you get the feeling it comes off as rather hyperfeminine in nature to the point of becoming almost slutty.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkFrillySilkSissyDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.PinkAndWhiteSleevelessSissyBodysuitDress = {Type: 1, Description: "An extremely frilly upper-thigh length highly feminine skimpy pink bodysuit dress that has no sleeves and is held up by two white and pink spotted wide straps. With the crotch section barely concealed by the puffy high skirt, onlookers can see how it has a section which actively covers the wearers genitals, further, the dress is festooned with red ribbons, a white section in the center of the chest featuring a cute love-heart motif. Overall, you get the feeling it comes off as rather hyperfeminine in nature to the point of becoming almost slutty.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkAndWhiteSleevelessSissyBodysuitDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PinkAndWhiteSissyABDLBodysuit = {Type: 7, Description: "An extremely frilly legless highly feminine skimpy pink and white bodysuit with extremely short puffy white shoulder sleeves. With the crotch section not at all concealed by the adorable high skirt, onlookers can see how it has a section which actively covers the wearers genitals complete with poppers, further, the dress the word ‘BABY’ clearly marked on the chest section. Overall, you get the feeling it comes off as rather hyperfeminine in nature, however, is also extremely childish in design.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PinkAndWhiteSissyABDLBodysuit.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlackCatgirlMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A knee length black short sleeve maid’s dress with white accenting and a small white apron. This dress is a signature symbol of the cat-girl maid faction, being sexily form fitting with a hint of the wearers chest on show, just how the cat-girl’s like it.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackCatgirlMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlueCatgirlMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A knee length blue short sleeve maid’s dress with white accenting and a small white apron. This dress is a signature symbol of the cat-girl maid faction, being sexily form fitting with a hint of the wearers chest on show, just how the cat-girl’s like it.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueCatgirlMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PinkCatgirlMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A knee length pink short sleeve maid’s dress with white accenting and a small white apron. This dress is a signature symbol of the cat-girl maid faction, being sexily form fitting with a hint of the wearers chest on show, just how the cat-girl’s like it.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkCatgirlMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.RevealingBlackCatgirlMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A mid-thigh length black off the shoulder maid’s dress with white accenting and a small white apron. This dress is a signature symbol of the naughtier cat-girl’s in the cat-girl maid faction, being sexily form fitting with more than a hint of the wearer’s chest and legs on show. Along with the material being much thinner than the standard cat-girl outfits, this outfit attracts a lot of attention, just how the naughtiest cat-girl’s like it.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RevealingBlackCatgirlMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.RevealingBlueCatgirlMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A mid-thigh length blue off the shoulder maid’s dress with white accenting and a small white apron. This dress is a signature symbol of the naughtier cat-girl’s in the cat-girl maid faction, being sexily form fitting with more than a hint of the wearer’s chest and legs on show. Along with the material being much thinner than the standard cat-girl outfits, this outfit attracts a lot of attention, just how the naughtiest cat-girl’s like it.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RevealingBlueCatgirlMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.RevealingPinkCatgirlMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A mid-thigh length pink off the shoulder maid’s dress with white accenting and a small white apron. This dress is a signature symbol of the naughtier cat-girl’s in the cat-girl maid faction, being sexily form fitting with more than a hint of the wearer’s chest and legs on show. Along with the material being much thinner than the standard cat-girl outfits, this outfit attracts a lot of attention, just how the naughtiest cat-girl’s like it.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RevealingPinkCatgirlMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.BlackLatexKittenBodysuit = {Type: 10, Description: "A long sleeve yet legless black latex bodysuit with a white chest section, produced to emulate the appearance of a cat. Produced for the pet-play community, embarrassingly this bodysuit lacks anything covering the wearers crotch or anus, allowing plugs to be easily inserted. Anyone seeing this bodysuit will know they’ve seen a very sexy kitten.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackLatexKittenBodysuit.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.BlackLeatherPonyHarness = {Type: 10, Description: "A set of black leather straps and red rubber sections coupled together to produce a buckled-up and extremely revealing pony harness. Produced for the pet-play community, embarrassingly this harness does nothing to cover the wearers chest, nor does it cover their anus to better allow the insertion of plugs. Anyone seeing this harness will know they’ve seen a very sexy pony.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackLeatherPonyHarness.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.BlackLeatherPuppyHarness = {Type: 10, Description: "A set of black leather straps with a white trim, buckled together at the back and connected through steel rings, this small harness only covers the wearers chest. Produced for the pet-play community, embarrassingly this harness is incredibly revealing, leaving the wearers crotch and anus on full display to better allow the insertion of plugs. Anyone seeing this harness will know they’ve seen a very sexy puppy.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackLeatherPuppyHarness.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.PinkFurTrimBunnyBodice = {Type: 10, Description: "A pink bodice that goes from the wearers crotch up to their chest, the outer edges rimmed with a fluffy white fur. Produced for the pet-play community, embarrassingly this bodice does little to cover the wearers crotch, only hiding it with fur, and does nothing to cover the owner’s anus as to better allow the insertion of plugs. Anyone seeing this bodice will know they’ve seen a very sexy bunny.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkFurTrimBunnyBodice.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.MetallicPurpleShortsAndTop = {Type: 1, Description: "A pair of tiny booty shorts which barely go low enough to reach the bottom of the wearers ass, accompanied by a thin crop top with detachable shoulder straps, both of which are coloured an eye-catching metallic purple colour. Very revealing, and equally vibrant, this super sexy outfit would look completely at home in a trendy night club or at a rave.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/MetallicPurpleShortsAndTop.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.PlungingChestRainbowRaveRomper = {Type: 1, Description: "Held up by only two thin front straps attached to a tiny neckband, this rainbow coloured romper is certainly eye-catching. Complete with a plunging neckline that almost reaches the wearers belly-button, and the vibrant pattern, this sexy revealing outfit would look completely at home in a trendy night club or at a rave.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PlungingChestRainbowRaveRomper.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.PurpleRaveBraAndSkirtini = {Type: 1, Description: "A purple bikini top and a matching skirt-bikini hybrid set of bottoms, both of which are accented with pink ruffles. A Very revealing and vibrant outfit that leaves little to the imagination, this super sexy colourful pairing would look completely at home in a trendy night club or at a rave.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PurpleRaveBraAndSkirtini.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.RedCropTopAndMicroskirt = {Type: 1, Description: "An extra small crop top with a black main section held up by a pair of tiny straps, paired with a microskirt so short it barely conceals the wearer’s crotch, both items comprising a red tartan pattern. Very revealing, and equally vibrant, this super sexy outfit would look completely at home in a trendy night club or at a rave.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedCropTopAndMicroskirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.DarkBlueCropTopAndMicroskirt = {Type: 1, Description: "An extra small crop top with a black main section held up by a pair of tiny straps, paired with a microskirt so short it barely conceals the wearer’s crotch, both items comprising a dark blue tartan pattern. Very revealing, and equally vibrant, this super sexy outfit would look completely at home in a trendy night club or at a rave.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/DarkBlueCropTopAndMicroskirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.PinkCropTopAndMicroskirt = {Type: 1, Description: "An extra small crop top with a black main section held up by a pair of tiny straps, paired with a microskirt so short it barely conceals the wearer’s crotch, both items comprising a pink tartan pattern. Very revealing, and equally vibrant, this super sexy outfit would look completely at home in a trendy night club or at a rave.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkCropTopAndMicroskirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.BlackBodyconMinidress = {Type: 1, Description: "A black mid-thigh length sleeveless bodycon minidress that has a scooped neckline and similar scooping in the back, held up by a pair of wide shoulder straps. Somewhat revealing, and rather formfitting, this sexy outfit would look just as at home in a trendy night club as it would a fancy gala.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackBodyconMinidress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.PinkBodyconMinidress = {Type: 1, Description: "A pink mid-thigh length sleeveless bodycon minidress that has a scooped neckline and similar scooping in the back, held up by a pair of wide shoulder straps. Somewhat revealing, and rather formfitting, this sexy outfit would look just as at home in a trendy night club as it would a fancy gala.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkBodyconMinidress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.WhiteBodyconMinidress = {Type: 1, Description: "A white mid-thigh length sleeveless bodycon minidress that has a scooped neckline and similar scooping in the back, held up by a pair of wide shoulder straps. Somewhat revealing, and rather formfitting, this sexy outfit would look just as at home in a trendy night club as it would a fancy gala.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteBodyconMinidress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.GreenBandeauBodyconMinidress = {Type: 1, Description: "A green mid-thigh length sleeveless bandeau style bodycon minidress that stops at the mid-to-upper chest, having no straps to hold it up. Somewhat revealing, and rather formfitting, this sexy outfit would look just as at home in a trendy night club as it would a fancy gala.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GreenBandeauBodyconMinidress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.PinkBandeauBodyconMinidress = {Type: 1, Description: "A pink mid-thigh length sleeveless bandeau style bodycon minidress that stops at the mid-to-upper chest, having no straps to hold it up. Somewhat revealing, and rather formfitting, this sexy outfit would look just as at home in a trendy night club as it would a fancy gala.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkBandeauBodyconMinidress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.YellowBandeauBodyconMinidress = {Type: 1, Description: "A yellow mid-thigh length sleeveless bandeau style bodycon minidress that stops at the mid-to-upper chest, having no straps to hold it up. Somewhat revealing, and rather formfitting, this sexy outfit would look just as at home in a trendy night club as it would a fancy gala.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/YellowBandeauBodyconMinidress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.PinkTubeTopAndBootyShorts = {Type: 1, Description: "A pair of pink short booty shorts which only reach down to the wearers upper-thigh, accompanied by an equally pink thin tube top. Very revealing, and pretty sexy, this hot casual outfit would not look out of place in daily life, but at the same time would look good in a night club.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkTubeTopAndBootyShorts.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.PurpleTubeTopAndBootyShorts = {Type: 1, Description: "A pair of purple short booty shorts which only reach down to the wearers upper-thigh, accompanied by an equally purple thin tube top. Very revealing, and pretty sexy, this hot casual outfit would not look out of place in daily life, but at the same time would look good in a night club.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PurpleTubeTopAndBootyShorts.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.WhiteTubeTopAndBootyShorts = {Type: 1, Description: "A pair of white short booty shorts which only reach down to the wearers upper-thigh, accompanied by an equally white thin tube top. Very revealing, and pretty sexy, this hot casual outfit would not look out of place in daily life, but at the same time would look good in a night club.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteTubeTopAndBootyShorts.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.PinkTubeTopAndMiniskirt = {Type: 1, Description: "A pink mid-to-upper thigh length miniskirt, accompanied by an equally pink thin tube top. Very revealing, and pretty sexy, this hot casual outfit would not look out of place in daily life, but at the same time would look good in a night club.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkTubeTopAndMiniskirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.PurpleTubeTopAndMiniskirt = {Type: 1, Description: "A purple mid-to-upper thigh length miniskirt, accompanied by an equally purple thin tube top. Very revealing, and pretty sexy, this hot casual outfit would not look out of place in daily life, but at the same time would look good in a night club.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PurpleTubeTopAndMiniskirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.WhiteTubeTopAndMiniskirt = {Type: 1, Description: "A white mid-to-upper thigh length miniskirt, accompanied by an equally white thin tube top. Very revealing, and pretty sexy, this hot casual outfit would not look out of place in daily life, but at the same time would look good in a night club.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteTubeTopAndMiniskirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.BlackFrenchMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A black mid-thigh length dress with white lace frills around the edges, complete with a small frilly white apron and a bodice like chest piece which emphasizes the wearers breasts. With short white sleeves and deep square neckline, this maid dress is sexy and practical at the same time.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackFrenchMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.SkimpyBlackFrenchMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A two piece black maid outfit so short it barely covers the wearers crotch, with white lace frills around the edges. Complete with a tiny frilly white apron and a boat neckline which emphasizes the wearers breasts, this outfit is remarkably simple. With the wearers stomach completely on show, this maid dress is extremely sexy, bordering on fetishy, yet still remarkably functional.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/SkimpyBlackFrenchMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.BlackLoveHeartMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A black above-the-knee length dress with white lace frills around the edges, particularly around the shoulders where the frills plume out dramatically. Complete with a long sweeping delicate white apron and a cute love heart cut out of the chest section, this short sleeved maid dress is adorable and practical at the same time.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackLoveHeartMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlueLoveHeartMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A blue above-the-knee length dress with white lace frills around the edges, particularly around the shoulders where the frills plume out dramatically. Complete with a long sweeping delicate white apron and a cute love heart cut out of the chest section, this short sleeved maid dress is adorable and practical at the same time.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueLoveHeartMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PinkLoveHeartMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A pink above-the-knee length dress with white lace frills around the edges, particularly around the shoulders where the frills plume out dramatically. Complete with a long sweeping delicate white apron and a cute love heart cut out of the chest section, this short sleeved maid dress is adorable and practical at the same time.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkLoveHeartMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlackRuffleDesignMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A remarkably simple black knee length dress with white lace frills around the edges of its white short sleeves. Complete with a reasonably sized white apron, what makes this dress stand out the most is ruffled white chest section which modestly covers the wearers breasts. Adorable in its simplicity, and practical at the same time.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackRuffleDesignMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.AlliesCustomMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A black below-the-knee length dress with puffed out short sleeves and white trim around the edges. Complete with a delicate white apron and a white waist corset, this dress designed identical to Allie’s attractive and practical at the same time.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/AlliesCustomMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlackTraditionalMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A remarkably simple and old-fashioned black mid-calf length dress with long sleeves and a shirt-like white collar. Complete with a sweeping white apron bearing delicate embroidery, this dress is modest yet not without its charms, and very practical at the same time.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackTraditionalMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlackJapaneseMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A stylish black knee length dress with short puffed out sleeves that have elaborate shoulder frills. Complete with a nice white apron, what makes this dress stand out the most is the white elegant collar that’s held together with a red bow tied ribbon. Adorable in its simplicity, and practical at the same time.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackJapaneseMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlueJapaneseMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A stylish blue knee length dress with short puffed out sleeves that have elaborate shoulder frills. Complete with a nice white apron, what makes this dress stand out the most is the white elegant collar that’s held together with a red bow tied ribbon. Adorable in its simplicity, and practical at the same time.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueJapaneseMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PinkJapaneseMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A stylish pink knee length dress with short puffed out sleeves that have elaborate shoulder frills. Complete with a nice white apron, what makes this dress stand out the most is the white elegant collar that’s held together with a red bow tied ribbon. Adorable in its simplicity, and practical at the same time.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkJapaneseMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.AnniversarySilverSequinDress = {Type: 2, Description: "A stylish silver above the knee length flared sleeveless dress covered in sequins. Despite being quite revealing this special dress themed for ‘Founders Day’ would not look out of place at a party for the rich and successful.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/AnniversarySilverSequinDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.SexyMummyCostume = {Type: 1, Description: "A highly sexualized mummy costume, comprised of bandaged wrappings that suspiciously don’t cover any of the important spots. Naughty for sure, this outfit is perfect for a scary yet sexy costume party.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/SexyMummyCostume.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.SexyVampireCostume = {Type: 1, Description: "A highly sexualized vampire costume, comprised of a high neck black cape, tight black micro shorts, and a sleeveless white shirt and black waistcoat combo. Naughty for sure, this outfit is perfect for a scary yet sexy costume party.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/SexyVampireCostume.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.SexyWitchCostume = {Type: 1, Description: "A highly sexualized witch costume, comprised of a slinky black dress so short it barely covers the wearers genitals, with a dark purple gossamer trail, long flowing sleeves, and a dark purple corset with a black bat and moon pattern printed across it. Naughty for sure, this outfit is perfect for a scary yet sexy costume party.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/SexyWitchCostume.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.AnimeTShirt = {Type: 1, Description: "A black t-shirt featuring a colourful collar and a logo for the anime series ‘Dance Princess’. Normally this outfit would be pretty normal, but without anything to cover the legs it instead becomes immensely lewd.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/AnimeTShirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.AnimeTShirtAndPants = {Type: 0, Description: "A black t-shirt featuring a colourful collar and a logo for the anime series ‘Dance Princess’, matched with a pair of loose black pants. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/AnimeTShirtAndPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.AnimeTShirtAndSkirt = {Type: 0, Description: "A black t-shirt featuring a colourful collar and a logo for the anime series ‘Dance Princess’, matched with a loose knee-length blue skirt. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/AnimeTShirtAndSkirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.BandTShirt = {Type: 1, Description: "A black t-shirt featuring the logo for the band ‘Altar of Venus’. Normally this outfit would be pretty normal, but without anything to cover the legs it instead becomes immensely lewd.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BandTShirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.BandTShirtAndMiniskirt = {Type: 1, Description: "A black slightly cropped t-shirt featuring the logo for the band ‘Altar of Venus’, matched with a red tartan miniskirt. A casual and comfortable outfit that is also pretty sexy too.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BandTShirtAndMiniskirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.BandTShirtAndPants = {Type: 0, Description: "A black t-shirt featuring the logo for the band ‘Altar of Venus’, matched with a pair of loose black pants. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BandTShirtAndPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.BlackBlouseAndGreyPants = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain black short-sleeved blouse and a pair of grey pants. This outfit is rather normal, but it’s formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackBlouseAndGreyPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.BlueBlouseAndBeigePants = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain blue short-sleeved blouse and a pair of beige pants. This outfit is rather normal, but it’s formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueBlouseAndBeigePants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.PinkBlouseAndGreyPants = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain pink short-sleeved blouse and a pair of grey pants. This outfit is rather normal, but it’s formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkBlouseAndGreyPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.WhiteBlouseAndBlackPants = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain white short-sleeved blouse and a pair of black pants. This outfit is rather normal, but it’s formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteBlouseAndBlackPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.BlackPants = {Type: 1, Description: "A black pair of pants. Normally this outfit would be pretty normal, but without anything to cover your chest it instead becomes immensely lewd.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackPants.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.BrownPants = {Type: 1, Description: "A brown pair of pants. Normally this outfit would be pretty normal, but without anything to cover your chest it instead becomes immensely lewd.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BrownPants.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.DarkBluePants = {Type: 1, Description: "A dark blue pair of pants. Normally this outfit would be pretty normal, but without anything to cover your chest it instead becomes immensely lewd.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/DarkBluePants.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.GreyPants = {Type: 1, Description: "A grey pair of pants. Normally this outfit would be pretty normal, but without anything to cover your chest it instead becomes immensely lewd.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GreyPants.png]]", CoversChest: false, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.BlackShirtAndGreyPants = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain black long-sleeved shirt and a pair of grey pants. This outfit is rather normal, but it’s formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackShirtAndGreyPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.BlueShirtAndGreyPants = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain blue long-sleeved shirt and a pair of grey pants. This outfit is rather normal, but it’s formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueShirtAndGreyPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.PinkShirtAndBluePants = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain pink long-sleeved shirt and a pair of blue pants. This outfit is rather normal, but it’s formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkShirtAndBluePants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.WhiteShirtAndBlackPants = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain white long-sleeved shirt and a pair of black pants. This outfit is rather normal, but it’s formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteShirtAndBlackPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.BlackSuitAndPants = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain black suit jacket and a matching set of pants, with a white shirt underneath. This outfit is rather stylish, and is formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackSuitAndPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlueSuitAndPants = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain blue suit jacket and a matching set of pants, with a white shirt underneath. This outfit is rather stylish, and is formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueSuitAndPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BrownSuitAndPants = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain brown suit jacket and a matching set of pants, with a white shirt underneath. This outfit is rather stylish, and is formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BrownSuitAndPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlackSuitAndSkirt = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain black suit jacket and a matching skirt, with a white shirt underneath. This outfit is rather stylish, and is formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackSuitAndSkirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlueSuitAndSkirt = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain blue suit jacket and a matching skirt, with a white shirt underneath. This outfit is rather stylish, and is formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueSuitAndSkirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BrownSuitAndSkirt = {Type: 2, Description: "A plain brown suit jacket and a matching skirt, with a white shirt underneath. This outfit is rather stylish, and is formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BrownSuitAndSkirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlackTShirtAndGreyPants = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain black short-sleeved t-shirt, matched with a pair of grey pants. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackTShirtAndGreyPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.GreenTShirtAndBrownPants = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain green short-sleeved t-shirt, matched with a pair of brown pants. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GreenTShirtAndBrownPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.GreyTShirtAndBluePants = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain grey short-sleeved t-shirt, matched with a pair of blue pants. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GreyTShirtAndBluePants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.PinkTShirtAndBluePants = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain pink short-sleeved t-shirt, matched with a pair of blue pants. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkTShirtAndBluePants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.WhiteTShirtAndGreyPants = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain white short-sleeved t-shirt, matched with a pair of grey pants. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteTShirtAndGreyPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.BlueBlouseAndBlueSkirt = {Type: 2, Description: "A stylish blue long-sleeved blouse and a blue below the knee length skirt. This outfit is rather stylish, and also formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueBlouseAndBlueSkirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.PinkBlouseAndGreySkirt = {Type: 2, Description: "A stylish pink long-sleeved blouse and a grey below the knee length skirt. This outfit is rather stylish, and also formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkBlouseAndGreySkirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.PurpleBlouseAndBlackSkirt = {Type: 2, Description: "A stylish purple long-sleeved blouse and a black below the knee length skirt. This outfit is rather stylish, and also formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PurpleBlouseAndBlackSkirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.WhiteBlouseAndBlackSkirt = {Type: 2, Description: "A stylish white long-sleeved blouse and a black below the knee length skirt. This outfit is rather stylish, and also formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteBlouseAndBlackSkirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.FacilityTShirt = {Type: 1, Description: "A dark green t-shirt featuring the logo of The Repurposing Center. Normally this outfit would be pretty normal, but without anything to cover the legs it instead becomes immensely lewd.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FacilityTShirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.FacilityTShirtAndPants = {Type: 0, Description: "A dark green t-shirt featuring the logo of The Repurposing Center, matched with a pair of loose light brown pants. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FacilityTShirtAndPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.FacilityTShirtAndSkirt = {Type: 0, Description: "A dark green t-shirt featuring the logo of The Repurposing Center, matched with a long and loose light brown skirt. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FacilityTShirtAndSkirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.OrangeAndWhiteStipedSweaterWithGreyPants = {Type: 0, Description: "An orange and white striped long-sleeved t-shirt, matched with a pair of grey pants. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/OrangeAndWhiteStripedSweaterWithGreyPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.RedTShirtAndShorts = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain red short-sleeved t-shirt, matched with a pair of red shorts. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedTShirtAndShorts.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.StripedTankTopAndShirtWithDungarees = {Type: 0, Description: "A black and white striped tank top over a white long-sleeved t-shirt, with a black pair of dungarees on top of everything. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/StripedTankTopAndShirtWithDungarees.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.UnicornTShirt = {Type: 1, Description: "A pink t-shirt featuring the image of a cartoon unicorn on top of a rainbow. Normally this outfit would be pretty normal if kind of cute, but without anything to cover the legs it instead becomes immensely lewd.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/UnicornTShirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.UnicornTShirtAndPants = {Type: 0, Description: "A pink t-shirt featuring the image of a cartoon unicorn on top of a rainbow, matched with a pair of loose blue pants. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/UnicornTShirtAndPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.UnicornTShirtAndSkirt = {Type: 0, Description: "A pink t-shirt featuring the image of a cartoon unicorn on top of a rainbow, matched with a loose long black skirt. A rather normal outfit, but at least it’s comfortable to wear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/UnicornTShirtAndSkirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.FashionableBlackSuitAndPants = {Type: 2, Description: "A sleek and stylish well-tailored black suit jacket and a matching set of pants, with a white shirt underneath. This outfit is extremely fashionable and builds a picture of wealth an elegance, making it more formal enough to wear in the workplace.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FashionableBlackSuitAndPants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.LacyPinkAndWhiteTeddy = {Type: 9, Description: "A skimpy lacy practically see-through pink and white love heart design teddy nightdress that’s held up by a pair of shoulder straps, and goes down to the crotch which it conceals and hugs. This is certainly a sexy outfit, more lingerie than nightwear, but should be fine to get a good night’s rest in.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/LacyPinkAndWhiteTeddy.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.LacyRevealingPinkAndWhiteDress = {Type: 1, Description: "A lacy sleeveless pink and white dress that is very revealing, with a pink bodice section that perfectly frames the wearers breasts, and a short white skirt section that barely covers the wearers crotch. This outfit is extremely racy and feminine, but wouldn’t look out of place at a nightclub.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/LacyRevealingPinkAndWhiteDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.MetallicPinkBikini = {Type: 1, Description: "A small metallic pink bikini set. It's kind of skimpy, but the design is very fashionable, and wouldn't look out of place on some of the world’s best beaches. If you wear it outside of a beach environment, however, you might get a lot of special attention.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/MetallicPinkBikini.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.PinkCheerleaderOutfit = {Type: 1, Description: "A sexy sleeveless pink and white cheerleader outfit that goes down to the wearers mid-thigh. This outfit is rather racy and feminine, but wouldn’t look out of place at a nightclub or on a professional cheerleader.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkCheerleaderOutfit.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.PinkSleevelessLatexBodyconDress = {Type: 1, Description: "A shiny sleeveless pink latex bodycon dress that is rather revealing, the bottom of which barely goes down past the wearers crotch. This outfit is extremely racy and feminine, but wouldn’t look out of place at a nightclub.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkSleevelessLatexBodyconDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.PinkTieFrontCropTopAndMicroskirt = {Type: 1, Description: "A silky and revealing short-sleeved pink crop top that ties in the front, matched with a silky and slightly ruffled pink microskirt that barely goes down past the wearers crotch. This outfit is extremely racy and feminine, but wouldn’t look out of place at a nightclub.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkTieFrontCropTopAndMicroskirt.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.RevealingBimboTop = {Type: 1, Description: "An extremely cut down sleeveless cotton crop top with the word ‘bimbo’ printed across it, so small it’s practically a bra, and matched with nothing else to cover the wearer. This outfit is extremely lewd and feminine, but might be okay to wear at a particularly open-minded nightclub.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RevealingBimboTop.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.SexyPinkSchoolgirlOutfit = {Type: 1, Description: "A cut down sleeveless white crop top and pink microskirt, both of which come together to look like a lewd amalgamation of a school uniform. This outfit is extremely racy and feminine, but wouldn’t look out of place at a nightclub, or possibly at a very open-minded adult-oriented school.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/SexyPinkSchoolgirlOutfit.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.SluttyPinkCheerleaderOutfit = {Type: 1, Description: "A pink bikini-style top and microskirt, each with star-liked detailing, which when matched together create a hyper-sexualized cheerleader outfit. This outfit is extremely racy and feminine, but wouldn’t look out of place at a nightclub or on a particularly exhibitionistic professional cheerleader.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/SluttyPinkCheerleaderOutfit.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.WhiteCropTopAndPinkHotpants = {Type: 1, Description: "A short-sleeved white crop top that have some pink detailing, matched with a pair of pink hotpants. This outfit is extremely racy and feminine, but wouldn’t look out of place at a nightclub, and could probably be gotten away with in casual circumstances.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteCropTopAndPinkHotpants.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.RevealingFrillyBlackAndWhiteMaidDress = {Type: 6, Description: "A sleeveless one piece black maid outfit with white detailing, so short it barely covers the wearers crotch, with extensive white lace frills around the edges. Complete with an intricately frilly white lace apron, this maid dress is extremely sexy, bordering on fetishy, yet still remarkably functional.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RevealingFrillyBlackAndWhiteMaidDress.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.MilkysWaitressUniform = {Type: 0, Description: "A short-sleeved one piece pink Milky’s waitress outfit with white detailing, the hem of which reaches the wearers mid-thigh. Complete with a short white apron, and an openable chest flap, this uniform is cute and functional.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/MilkysWaitressUniform.png]]", CoversChest: true, CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Accessible: true, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.OutfitList = [setup.Naked, setup.LongBlueDress, setup.RedStrappyTopAndBlackMiniSkirt, setup.GreenFloralSummerDress, setup.PinkHoodieAndYogaPants, setup.ShortPinkLatexBodyconDress, setup.PinkSequinTopAndJeanShorts, setup.PinkShortSilkyPartyDress, setup.ClubBPromoGirlBikini, setup.FloweryBunnyGirlBodysuit, setup.SexySantaDress, setup.BlackFishnetBodysuit, setup.SilverBikiniSet, setup.PinkMiniskirtWithNoTop, setup.DenimShortsWithNoTop, setup.PastelPinkJumperSkirtAndBlouse, setup.BlueTeddyBearPatternedRomper, setup.PurpleUnicornPatternedOnesie, setup.PlainDarkGreenOnesie, setup.WhiteShortFrillySilkDress, setup.FluffyPinkAndBluePatternedOnesie, setup.LongLaceyPurpleShirt, setup.TShirtAndPants, setup.BlackLatexCatsuit, setup.GreenLatexCatsuit, setup.PurpleLatexCatsuit, setup.PinkLatexCatsuit, setup.ShibariRopeHarness, setup.BlackBondageStraps, setup.BlackSlimeLatexCatsuit, setup.BlackLatexLeotard, setup.GreenLatexLeotard, setup.PurpleLatexLeotard, setup.PinkLatexLeotard, setup.LatexMaidDress, setup.LatexNurseDress, setup.LeatherBustierAndShorts, setup.BlackLatexBusinessSuit, setup.YellowFrillyBabyDress, setup.AdventureBabyDress, setup.AdventureOnesie, setup.DarkGreyJumperSkirtAndGreenBlouse, setup.DarkGreyJumperSkirtAndBlueBlouse, setup.DarkGreyJumperSkirtAndWhiteBlouse, setup.PastelPurpleJumperSkirtAndWhiteBlouse, setup.BlueClothPajamas, setup.PinkClothPajamas, setup.YellowClothPajamas, setup.BlueNightshirt, setup.GreenNightshirt, setup.PinkNightshirt, setup.BlueSilkPajamas, setup.PinkSilkPajamas, setup.BlackBabydoll, setup.PinkBabydoll, setup.PurpleBabydoll, setup.BlackTeddie, setup.WhiteTeddie, setup.PinkSilkRobe, setup.WhiteBathrobe, setup.GreenNightie, setup.PinkNightie, setup.WhiteNightie, setup.BlueLolitaMaidDress, setup.RedAndBlackGothicLolitaDress, setup.BlackShortLolitaDress, setup.PastelPurpleShortLolitaDress, setup.BlackClassicLongSleevedLolitaDress, setup.MaroonClassicLongSleevedLolitaDress, setup.PastelPinkShortallsAndWhiteTShirt, setup.PastelPinkShortallsAndBlackTShirt, setup.BlueJumperSkirtAndWhiteLongSleevedBlouse, setup.DarkGreyJumperSkirtAndWhiteLongSleevedBlouse, setup.PastelPinkJumperSkirtAndWhiteLongSleevedBlouse, setup.PastelPurpleJumperSkirtAndWhiteLongSleevedBlouse, setup.RedHeartWindowTeddie, setup.CowPatternOveralls, setup.PinkHaremPantsAndOffShoulderCropTop, setup.BlueHaremPantsAndOffShoulderCropTop, setup.LavenderAndPinkDirndlPrincessDress, setup.YellowBallGownPrincessDress, setup.GoldenRoyalSlaveBikini, setup.FurLoincloth, setup.RedAndBlackHarlequinBodysuit, setup.GreenShortStraplessLeafPatternDress, setup.RedAndGoldSuperheroCorset, setup.WhiteHighSlitSleevelessMaxiDress, setup.BluePuffedSleeveTraditionalMaidDress, setup.BlueAndWhiteGinghamDress, setup.PinkFrillySilkSissyDress, setup.PinkAndWhiteSleevelessSissyBodysuitDress, setup.PinkAndWhiteSissyABDLBodysuit, setup.BlackCatgirlMaidDress, setup.BlueCatgirlMaidDress, setup.PinkCatgirlMaidDress, setup.RevealingBlackCatgirlMaidDress, setup.RevealingBlueCatgirlMaidDress, setup.RevealingPinkCatgirlMaidDress, setup.BlackLatexKittenBodysuit, setup.BlackLeatherPonyHarness, setup.BlackLeatherPuppyHarness, setup.PinkFurTrimBunnyBodice, setup.MetallicPurpleShortsAndTop, setup.PlungingChestRainbowRaveRomper, setup.PurpleRaveBraAndSkirtini, setup.RedCropTopAndMicroskirt, setup.DarkBlueCropTopAndMicroskirt, setup.PinkCropTopAndMicroskirt, setup.BlackBodyconMinidress, setup.PinkBodyconMinidress, setup.WhiteBodyconMinidress, setup.GreenBandeauBodyconMinidress, setup.PinkBandeauBodyconMinidress, setup.YellowBandeauBodyconMinidress, setup.PinkTubeTopAndBootyShorts, setup.PurpleTubeTopAndBootyShorts, setup.WhiteTubeTopAndBootyShorts, setup.PinkTubeTopAndMiniskirt, setup.PurpleTubeTopAndMiniskirt, setup.WhiteTubeTopAndMiniskirt, setup.BlackFrenchMaidDress, setup.SkimpyBlackFrenchMaidDress, setup.BlackLoveHeartMaidDress, setup.BlueLoveHeartMaidDress, setup.PinkLoveHeartMaidDress, setup.BlackRuffleDesignMaidDress, setup.AlliesCustomMaidDress, setup.BlackTraditionalMaidDress, setup.BlackJapaneseMaidDress, setup.BlueJapaneseMaidDress, setup.PinkJapaneseMaidDress, setup.AnniversarySilverSequinDress, setup.SexyMummyCostume, setup.SexyVampireCostume, setup.SexyWitchCostume, setup.AnimeTShirt, setup.AnimeTShirtAndPants, setup.AnimeTShirtAndSkirt, setup.BandTShirt, setup.BandTShirtAndMiniskirt, setup.BandTShirtAndPants, setup.BlackBlouseAndGreyPants, setup.BlueBlouseAndBeigePants, setup.PinkBlouseAndGreyPants, setup.WhiteBlouseAndBlackPants, setup.BlackPants, setup.BrownPants, setup.DarkBluePants, setup.GreyPants, setup.BlackShirtAndGreyPants, setup.BlueShirtAndGreyPants, setup.PinkShirtAndBluePants, setup.WhiteShirtAndBlackPants, setup.BlackSuitAndPants, setup.BlueSuitAndPants, setup.BrownSuitAndPants, setup.BlackSuitAndSkirt, setup.BlueSuitAndSkirt, setup.BrownSuitAndSkirt, setup.BlackTShirtAndGreyPants, setup.GreenTShirtAndBrownPants, setup.GreyTShirtAndBluePants, setup.PinkTShirtAndBluePants, setup.WhiteTShirtAndGreyPants, setup.BlueBlouseAndBlueSkirt, setup.PinkBlouseAndGreySkirt, setup.PurpleBlouseAndBlackSkirt, setup.WhiteBlouseAndBlackSkirt, setup.FacilityTShirt, setup.FacilityTShirtAndPants, setup.FacilityTShirtAndSkirt, setup.OrangeAndWhiteStipedSweaterWithGreyPants, setup.RedTShirtAndShorts, setup.StripedTankTopAndShirtWithDungarees, setup.UnicornTShirt, setup.UnicornTShirtAndPants, setup.UnicornTShirtAndSkirt, setup.FashionableBlackSuitAndPants, setup.LacyPinkAndWhiteTeddy, setup.LacyRevealingPinkAndWhiteDress, setup.MetallicPinkBikini, setup.PinkCheerleaderOutfit, setup.PinkSleevelessLatexBodyconDress, setup.PinkTieFrontCropTopAndMicroskirt, setup.RevealingBimboTop, setup.SexyPinkSchoolgirlOutfit, setup.SluttyPinkCheerleaderOutfit, setup.WhiteCropTopAndPinkHotpants, setup.RevealingFrillyBlackAndWhiteMaidDress, setup.MilkysWaitressUniform]>> /* Underwear Information */ <<set setup.UnderwearIndex = ["Naked", "Plain White Panties", "Frilly Pink Hipster Brief Panties", "Black G-String Thong", "Grey Boxershorts", "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper", "Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper", "Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper", "Blue Thong", "Furry Tailed Black Panties", "Leather Crotchless Boxers", "Black Latex Panties", "Pink Frilly Latex Panties", "Leather Popper Panties", "Crotchless Grey Latex Panties", "Fancy Golden Silk Reusable Diaper", "Plain White Reusable Cotton Pull-Up", "Plain White Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper", "Plain White Bloomers", "Pink Patterned Bloomers", "Plain White Mini Bloomers", "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug", "White Bunny Tail Butt Plug", "Red Pony Tail Butt Plug", "Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug", "Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug", "White Frilly Strawberry Panties", "White ‘Bimbo’ Thong", "White ‘Slut’ Thong", "White ‘Whore’ Thong", "Black Boxer Shorts", "White Boxer Shorts", "Blue Boxer Shorts", "Red Boxer Shorts", "Black Briefs", "White Briefs", "Blue Briefs", "Red Briefs", "Black Lace Thong", "Purple Lace Thong", "Red Lace Thong", "White Lace Thong", "Metallic Black G-String", "Metallic Purple G-String", "Metallic Red G-String", "Metallic Silver G-String", "Black ‘Slut’ G-String", "Pink ‘Yummy’ G-String", "Red ‘Juicy’ G-String", "White ‘Bimbo’ G-String", "Black Latex Vaginal Plug Panties", "Black Latex Anal Plug Panties", "Black Latex Double Plug Panties", "Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Diaper", "Plain Green Reusable Cotton Diaper", "Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Diaper", "Plain Purple Reusable Cotton Diaper", "Pink Rainbow Pattern Reusable Cotton Diaper", "White Dinosaur Pattern Reusable Cotton Diaper", "Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper", "Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper", "Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Pull-Up", "Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Pull-Up"]>> <<set setup.NakedGenitals = {Type: 1, Description: "Less of an underwear choice and more of a choice not to wear any. Walking around comando is kind of slutty, and rather embarrassing too if anyone notices, but it's also pretty hot.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/NoUnderwear.png]]", CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 0}>> <<set setup.PlainWhitePanties = {Type: 0, Description: "A pair of plain white cotton panties. They're not anything special, quite ordinary really, though there certainly are more covering underwear options. They are kind of cute in a classic way though.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PlainWhite.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 4}>> <<set setup.FrillyPinkHipsterBriefPanties = {Type: 0, Description: "A pair of extremely frilly pink hipster brief cut panties. With a little extra material on the waist and leg, these ruffled panties are cute and quite modest. Very feminine too.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FrillyPinkHipster.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlackGStringThong = {Type: 1, Description: "A tiny black G String Thong. There's barely anything there, just a tiny front triangle and thin bands holding it all together. They are very sexy though, and they show off your ass perfectly.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackGString.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.GreyBoxershorts = {Type: 0, Description: "A pair of grey baggy men's boxershorts. They're not particularly attractive, but they are airy and comfortable, along with being incredibly modest.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/GreyBoxerShorts.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PlainWhiteReusableCottonDiaper = {Type: 4, Description: "A plain white reusable cotton diaper. It's big and puffy, and comfortably cushiony to wear. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's also big enough to be easily noticeable and crinkles as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainDiaper.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BluePatternedCottonReusableDiaper = {Type: 4, Description: "A blue reusable cotton diaper with white shapes like stars and moons patterened across it. It's big and puffy, and comfortably cushiony to wear. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's also big enough to be easily noticeable and crinkles as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/BluePatternedDiaper.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PinkFrillySilkReusableDiaper = {Type: 4, Description: "A pink reusable diaper made of silk with lots of cute frills and ribbons added to it. It's big, puffy, extremely feminine and comfortably cushiony to wear. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's also big enough to be quite noticeable and crinkles as you walk, letting everyone easily spot its adorable pink mass.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/FrillyPinkDiaper.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlueThong = {Type: 1, Description: "A blue thong with a thin black trim. There's very little there in comparison to traditional panties, though it’s still both comfortable and sexy, covering everything that needs to be covered. They also do a great job at showing off your ass.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueThong.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.FurryTailedBlackPanties = {Type: 6, Description: "A pair of black cotton panties with a fluffy faux fur tail attacked to the back of them. What sort of animal the fluffy grey and white tail is meant to represent is hard to tell, though the closest thing it resembles is probably a foxes. A staple option in many fetish stores.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FurryTailedBlackPanties.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.LeatherCrotchlessBoxers = {Type: 2, Description: "A pair of tight men's boxershorts made of a black leather. Their key feature is that they completely lack any front section to the crotch, allowing full and easy access to the genitals of the wearer. Of course, this is considered both risqué and rather fetishy.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/LeatherCrotchlessBoxers.png]]", CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.BlackLatexPanties = {Type: 2, Description: "A pair of skin tight black latex panties. Made with a relatively revealing cut, these panties are sexy and certainly give off a fetishy vibe to anyone viewing them.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackLatexPanties.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.PinkFrillyLatexPanties = {Type: 2, Description: "A pair of skin tight pink latex panties with white latex frills running down the sides. Cute, girly, and very sexy, these panties cover everything yet still have a distinct fetish feel to them.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkFrillyLatexPanties.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.LeatherPopperPanties = {Type: 2, Description: "A set of leather panties with large gaps and a removable crotch plate. These panties cover very little even when fully assembled, and much less when the snap poppers connected section is removed, anyone seeing them will likely consider them sexy with a hint of BDSM overtones.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/LeatherPopperPanties.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.CrotchlessGreyLatexPanties = {Type: 2, Description: "A pair of skin tight grey latex panties. Lacking any protection over the crotch and asshole of the wearer, these panties are extremely sexy and certainly give off a fetishy vibe to anyone viewing them.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/CrotchlessGreyLatexPanties.png]]", CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: false, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.FancyGoldenSilkReusableDiaper = {Type: 4, Description: "A special reusable silk diaper made of a rare golden silk. With a cute pattern of little white stars on the front panel, it’s definitely a keeper. It's also nicely sized, puffy, comfortably cushiony to wear, and even has reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's also big enough to be easily noticeable and crinkles as you walk. You received this as a prize when winning the nurseries jungle adventure.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/GoldenSilkDiaper.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PlainWhiteReusableCottonPullUp = {Type: 3, Description: "A plain white reusable cotton pull-up. It's sleek and just a little puffy, along with being comfortably cushiony to wear. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's not big enough to be easily noticeable, but it does give off the smallest of crinkles as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainPullUp.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PlainWhiteResuableCottonMegaDiaper = {Type: 5, Description: "An extra-large plain white reusable cotton diaper. It's huge and immensely puffy, comfortably cushiony to wear yet awkward to move about in. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's also so massive it’s hard not to notice, makes your step more of a waddle, and crinkles loudly as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainMegaDiaper.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PlainWhiteBloomers = {Type: 0, Description: "A pair of extremely baggy and puffed out plain white bloomers. Usually considered to be quite old-fashioned, bloomers have become slightly more popular again due to their association with Lolita fashion, worn to stop onlookers peeping underneath the dresses. They certainly aren’t sexy, but they are kind of cute in their own way.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PlainWhiteBloomers.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PinkPatternedBloomers = {Type: 0, Description: "A pair of extremely baggy and puffed out pink bloomers with a white goose pattern printed across them. Usually considered to be quite old-fashioned, bloomers have become slightly more popular again due to their association with Lolita fashion, worn to stop onlookers peeping underneath the dresses. They certainly aren’t sexy, but they are kind of cute in their own way.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkPatternedBloomers.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PlainWhiteMiniBloomers = {Type: 0, Description: "A pair of very baggy and puffed out plain mini white bloomers, still quite loose like normal bloomers, but with the cut of hipster panties instead. Usually considered to be quite old-fashioned, bloomers have become slightly more popular again due to their association with Lolita fashion, worn to stop onlookers peeping underneath the dresses. They certainly aren’t sexy, but they are kind of cute in their own way.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PlainWhiteMiniBloomers.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlackCatTailButtPlug = {Type: 6, Description: "A long fluffy black cat-like tail attached to a sizable black rubber butt plug. Overtly sexual in nature, when worn on its own instead of underwear it will certainly make an impression, especially given how easy it is to tell how the tail is affixed to you.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackCatTailButtPlug.png]]", CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: true, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.WhiteBunnyTailButtPlug = {Type: 6, Description: "A short puff-ball white bunny tail attached to a sizable black rubber butt plug. Overtly sexual in nature, when worn on its own instead of underwear it will certainly make an impression, especially given how easy it is to tell how the tail is affixed to you.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteBunnyTailButtPlug.png]]", CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: true, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.RedPonyTailButtPlug = {Type: 6, Description: "A long flowing red tail, made to appear similar to a horse’s tail and attached to a sizable black rubber butt plug. Overtly sexual in nature, when worn on its own instead of underwear it will certainly make an impression, especially given how easy it is to tell how the tail is affixed to you.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedPonyTailButtPlug.png]]", CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: true, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.BrownPuppyTailButtPlug = {Type: 6, Description: "A long fluffy brown dog-like tail attached to a sizable black rubber butt plug. Overtly sexual in nature, when worn on its own instead of underwear it will certainly make an impression, especially given how easy it is to tell how the tail is affixed to you.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BrownPuppyTailButtPlug.png]]", CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: true, Absorbency: 2}>> <<set setup.BlackRubberPuppyTailButtPlug = {Type: 6, Description: "A short black rubber dog-like tail attached to a sizable black rubber butt plug, that wags almost automatically as you walk. Overtly sexual in nature, when worn on its own instead of underwear it will certainly make an impression, especially given how easy it is to tell how the tail is affixed to you.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackRubberPuppyTailButtPlug.png]]", CoversGenitals: false, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: true, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.WhiteFrillyStrawberryPanties = {Type: 0, Description: "A pair of white panties with a strawberry pattern printed across them. These panties are quite frilly, especially around the leg holes, and are finished off with a little red bow at the center of the waist band. Very cute, and comfortable too.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteFrillyStrawberryPanties.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.WhiteFrillyStrawberryPanties = {Type: 0, Description: "A pair of white panties with a strawberry pattern printed across them. These panties are quite frilly, especially around the leg holes, and are finished off with a little red bow at the center of the waist band. Very cute, and comfortable too.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteFrillyStrawberryPanties.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.WhiteBimboThong = {Type: 1, Description: "A plain white thong with a relatively wide crotch section, but a very thin waist band. The most distinct thing about this thong is the large black ‘Bimbo’ printed across the front of it, making this pair of underwear even more sexual than the skimpy design already does.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteBimboThong.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.WhiteSlutThong = {Type: 1, Description: "A plain white thong with a relatively wide crotch section, but a very thin waist band. The most distinct thing about this thong is the large black ‘Slut’ printed across the front of it, making this pair of underwear even more sexual than the skimpy design already does.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteSlutThong.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.WhiteWhoreThong = {Type: 1, Description: "A plain white thong with a relatively wide crotch section, but a very thin waist band. The most distinct thing about this thong is the large black ‘Whore’ printed across the front of it, making this pair of underwear even more sexual than the skimpy design already does.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteWhoreThong.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.BlackBoxerShorts = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain black pair of standard men’s boxer shorts. There’s not much to say about them other than that they are pretty comfortable and remarkably normal.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackBoxerShorts.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.WhiteBoxerShorts = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain white pair of standard men’s boxer shorts. There’s not much to say about them other than that they are pretty comfortable and remarkably normal.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteBoxerShorts.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlueBoxerShorts = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain blue pair of standard men’s boxer shorts. There’s not much to say about them other than that they are pretty comfortable and remarkably normal.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueBoxerShorts.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.RedBoxerShorts = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain red pair of standard men’s boxer shorts. There’s not much to say about them other than that they are pretty comfortable and remarkably normal.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedBoxerShorts.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlackBriefs = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain black pair of standard men’s Y-front briefs. There’s not much to say about them other than that they are comfortable enough, kind of tight, and remarkably normal.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackBriefs.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.WhiteBriefs = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain white pair of standard men’s Y-front briefs. There’s not much to say about them other than that they are comfortable enough, kind of tight, and remarkably normal.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteBriefs.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlueBriefs = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain blue pair of standard men’s Y-front briefs. There’s not much to say about them other than that they are comfortable enough, kind of tight, and remarkably normal.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueBriefs.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.RedBriefs = {Type: 0, Description: "A plain red pair of standard men’s Y-front briefs. There’s not much to say about them other than that they are comfortable enough, kind of tight, and remarkably normal.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedBriefs.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.BlackLaceThong = {Type: 1, Description: "A gauzy and delicate black lace thong. There’s enough material to them to still look respectable and be pretty comfortable, but there is no dispute that this thong oozes sexuality and femininity. They also do a great job at showing off your ass.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackLaceThong.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.PurpleLaceThong = {Type: 1, Description: "A gauzy and delicate purple lace thong. There’s enough material to them to still look respectable and be pretty comfortable, but there is no dispute that this thong oozes sexuality and femininity. They also do a great job at showing off your ass.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PurpleLaceThong.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.RedLaceThong = {Type: 1, Description: "A gauzy and delicate red lace thong. There’s enough material to them to still look respectable and be pretty comfortable, but there is no dispute that this thong oozes sexuality and femininity. They also do a great job at showing off your ass.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedLaceThong.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.WhiteLaceThong = {Type: 1, Description: "A gauzy and delicate white lace thong. There’s enough material to them to still look respectable and be pretty comfortable, but there is no dispute that this thong oozes sexuality and femininity. They also do a great job at showing off your ass.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteLaceThong.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 3}>> <<set setup.MetallicBlackGString = {Type: 1, Description: "A revealing metallic shiny black G-string thong. There's barely anything there, just a tiny front triangle and thin bands holding it all together. They are very sexy though, and they show off your ass perfectly.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/MetallicBlackGString.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.MetallicPurpleGString = {Type: 1, Description: "A revealing metallic shiny purple G-string thong. There's barely anything there, just a tiny front triangle and thin bands holding it all together. They are very sexy though, and they show off your ass perfectly.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/MetallicPurpleGString.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.MetallicRedGString = {Type: 1, Description: "A revealing metallic shiny red G-string thong. There's barely anything there, just a tiny front triangle and thin bands holding it all together. They are very sexy though, and they show off your ass perfectly.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/MetallicRedGString.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.MetallicSilverGString = {Type: 1, Description: "A revealing metallic shiny silver G-string thong. There's barely anything there, just a tiny front triangle and thin bands holding it all together. They are very sexy though, and they show off your ass perfectly.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/MetallicSilverGString.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.BlackSlutGString = {Type: 1, Description: "A tiny black G-string thong with the word ‘SLUT’ printed across the front in pink. There's barely anything there, just a tiny front triangle and thin bands holding it all together. They are very sexy though, and they show off your ass perfectly.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackSlutGString.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.PinkYummyGString = {Type: 1, Description: "A tiny pink G-string thong with the word ‘Yummy’ printed across the front along with a cute cartoon mouth. There's barely anything there, just a tiny front triangle and thin bands holding it all together. They are very sexy though, and they show off your ass perfectly.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkYummyGString.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.RedJuicyGString = {Type: 1, Description: "A tiny red G-string thong with the word ‘Juicy’ printed across the front. There's barely anything there, just a tiny front triangle and thin bands holding it all together. They are very sexy though, and they show off your ass perfectly.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedJuicyGString.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.WhiteBimboGString = {Type: 1, Description: "A tiny white G-string thong with the word ‘Bimbo’ printed across the front. There's barely anything there, just a tiny front triangle and thin bands holding it all together. They are very sexy though, and they show off your ass perfectly.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/WhiteBimboGString.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: false, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.BlackLatexVaginalPlugPanties = {Type: 2, Description: "A pair of skin tight black latex panties, containing a thick vaginal sexual plug built into them. Made with a relatively revealing cut, these panties are sexy and certainly give off a fetishy vibe to anyone viewing them.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackLatexVaginalPlugPanties.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: true, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.BlackLatexAnalPlugPanties = {Type: 2, Description: "A pair of skin tight black latex panties, containing a thick anal sexual plug built into them. Made with a relatively revealing cut, these panties are sexy and certainly give off a fetishy vibe to anyone viewing them.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackLatexAnalPlugPanties.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: true, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.BlackLatexDoublePlugPanties = {Type: 2, Description: "A pair of skin tight black latex panties, containing a thick pair of sex plugs built into them. Made with a relatively revealing cut, these panties are sexy and certainly give off a fetishy vibe to anyone viewing them.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackLatexDoublePlugPanties.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: true, ButtPlug: true, Absorbency: 1}>> <<set setup.PlainBlueReusableCottonDiaper = {Type: 4, Description: "A plain blue reusable cotton diaper. It's big and puffy, and comfortably cushiony to wear. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's also big enough to be easily noticeable and crinkles as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainBlueDiaper.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PlainGreenReusableCottonDiaper = {Type: 4, Description: "A plain green reusable cotton diaper. It's big and puffy, and comfortably cushiony to wear. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's also big enough to be easily noticeable and crinkles as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainGreenDiaper.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PlainPinkReusableCottonDiaper = {Type: 4, Description: "A plain pink reusable cotton diaper. It's big and puffy, and comfortably cushiony to wear. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's also big enough to be easily noticeable and crinkles as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainPinkDiaper.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PlainPurpleReusableCottonDiaper = {Type: 4, Description: "A plain purple reusable cotton diaper. It's big and puffy, and comfortably cushiony to wear. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's also big enough to be easily noticeable and crinkles as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainPurpleDiaper.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PinkRainbowPatternReusableCottonDiaper = {Type: 4, Description: "A pink reusable cotton diaper with a rainbow pattern printed across it across it. It's big and puffy, and comfortably cushiony to wear. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's also big enough to be easily noticeable and crinkles as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PinkRainbowDiaper.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.WhiteDinosaurPatternReusableCottonDiaper = {Type: 4, Description: "A white reusable cotton diaper with a dinosaur pattern printed across it across it. It's big and puffy, and comfortably cushiony to wear. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's also big enough to be easily noticeable and crinkles as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/WhiteDInosaurDiaper.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PlainBlueResuableCottonMegaDiaper = {Type: 5, Description: "An extra-large plain blue reusable cotton diaper. It's huge and immensely puffy, comfortably cushiony to wear yet awkward to move about in. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's also so massive it’s hard not to notice, makes your step more of a waddle, and crinkles loudly as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainBlueMegaDiaper.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PlainPinkResuableCottonMegaDiaper = {Type: 5, Description: "An extra-large plain pink reusable cotton diaper. It's huge and immensely puffy, comfortably cushiony to wear yet awkward to move about in. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's also so massive it’s hard not to notice, makes your step more of a waddle, and crinkles loudly as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainPinkMegaDiaper.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PlainBlueReusableCottonPullUp = {Type: 3, Description: "A plain blue reusable cotton pull-up. It's sleek and just a little puffy, along with being comfortably cushiony to wear. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's not big enough to be easily noticeable, but it does give off the smallest of crinkles as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainBluePullUp.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.PlainPinkReusableCottonPullUp = {Type: 3, Description: "A plain pink reusable cotton pull-up. It's sleek and just a little puffy, along with being comfortably cushiony to wear. It even has special reusable tape to make sure it fits you well. It's not big enough to be easily noticeable, but it does give off the smallest of crinkles as you walk.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PlainPinkPullUp.png]]", CoversGenitals: true, CoversAss: true, Dildo: false, ButtPlug: false, Absorbency: 5}>> <<set setup.UnderwearList = [setup.NakedGenitals, setup.PlainWhitePanties, setup.FrillyPinkHipsterBriefPanties, setup.BlackGStringThong, setup.GreyBoxershorts, setup.PlainWhiteReusableCottonDiaper, setup.BluePatternedCottonReusableDiaper, setup.PinkFrillySilkReusableDiaper, setup.BlueThong, setup.FurryTailedBlackPanties, setup.LeatherCrotchlessBoxers, setup.BlackLatexPanties, setup.PinkFrillyLatexPanties, setup.LeatherPopperPanties, setup.CrotchlessGreyLatexPanties, setup.FancyGoldenSilkReusableDiaper, setup.PlainWhiteReusableCottonPullUp, setup.PlainWhiteResuableCottonMegaDiaper, setup.PlainWhiteBloomers, setup.PinkPatternedBloomers, setup.PlainWhiteMiniBloomers, setup.BlackCatTailButtPlug, setup.WhiteBunnyTailButtPlug, setup.RedPonyTailButtPlug, setup.BrownPuppyTailButtPlug, setup.BlackRubberPuppyTailButtPlug, setup.WhiteFrillyStrawberryPanties, setup.WhiteBimboThong, setup.WhiteSlutThong, setup.WhiteWhoreThong, setup.BlackBoxerShorts, setup.WhiteBoxerShorts, setup.BlueBoxerShorts, setup.RedBoxerShorts, setup.BlackBriefs, setup.WhiteBriefs, setup.BlueBriefs, setup.RedBriefs, setup.BlackLaceThong, setup.PurpleLaceThong, setup.RedLaceThong, setup.WhiteLaceThong, setup.MetallicBlackGString, setup.MetallicPurpleGString, setup.MetallicRedGString, setup.MetallicSilverGString, setup.BlackSlutGString, setup.PinkYummyGString, setup.RedJuicyGString, setup.WhiteBimboGString, setup.BlackLatexVaginalPlugPanties, setup.BlackLatexAnalPlugPanties, setup.BlackLatexDoublePlugPanties, setup.PlainBlueReusableCottonDiaper, setup.PlainGreenReusableCottonDiaper, setup.PlainPinkReusableCottonDiaper, setup.PlainPurpleReusableCottonDiaper, setup.PinkRainbowPatternReusableCottonDiaper, setup.WhiteDinosaurPatternReusableCottonDiaper, setup.PlainBlueResuableCottonMegaDiaper, setup.PlainPinkResuableCottonMegaDiaper, setup.PlainBlueReusableCottonPullUp, setup.PlainPinkReusableCottonPullUp]>>

<div align="center"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[$holderInt] >> <<print setup.OutfitList[$holderInt].Image>></div> Description: <<print setup.OutfitList[$holderInt].Description>> Clothing Type: <<set _i = setup.OutfitList[$holderInt].Type>><<if _i == 0>>Normal<<elseif _i == 1>>Slutty<<elseif _i == 2>>Formal<<elseif _i == 3>>Cute/Lolita<<elseif _i == 4>>ABDL<<elseif _i == 5>>Fetish<<elseif _i == 6>>Maid<<elseif _i == 7>>ABDL Dress<<elseif _i == 8>>Nightwear<<elseif _i == 9>>Sexy Nightwear<<elseif _i == 10>>Pet-Play<</if>> <<if lastVisited("Wardrobe & Makeup") is 1>><<link `"Put on " + setup.OutfitIndex[$holderInt] + ""` "Wardrobe & Makeup">><<set $currentClothing = setup.OutfitIndex[$holderInt]>><<set $clothingCum = false>><<set $clothingUrine = false>><</link>><<elseif lastVisited("Wardrobe Storage") is 1>><<link `"Put on " + setup.OutfitIndex[$holderInt] + ""` "Wardrobe Storage">><<set $currentClothing = setup.OutfitIndex[$holderInt]>><<set $clothingCum = false>><<set $clothingUrine = false>><</link>><<else>><<link `"Select " + setup.OutfitIndex[$holderInt] + ""` "Wardrobe Nightwear">><<set $nightClothing = setup.OutfitIndex[$holderInt]>><</link>><</if>> <<if lastVisited("Wardrobe & Makeup") is 1>>[[Return to wardrobe|Wardrobe & Makeup]]<<elseif lastVisited("Wardrobe Storage") is 1>>[[Return to wardrobe storage|Wardrobe Storage]]<<else>>[[Return to selecting nightwear|Wardrobe Nightwear]]<</if>>

<div align="center"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[$holderInt] >> <<print setup.UnderwearList[$holderInt].Image>></div> Description: <<print setup.UnderwearList[$holderInt].Description>> Underwear Type: <<set _i = setup.UnderwearList[$holderInt].Type>><<if _i == 0>>Normal<<elseif _i == 1>>Sexy<<elseif _i == 2>>Fetish<<elseif _i == 3>>Pull-up<<elseif _i == 4>>Diaper<<elseif _i == 5>>Mega diaper<<elseif _i == 6>>Pet-Play<<elseif _i == 7>>Butt plug<</if>> <<if $diaperMessCounter >=1 || $diaperWetCounter >=1 || $diaperLocked>><<if lastVisited("Wardrobe & Makeup") is 1>><s>Put on setup.UnderwearIndex[$holderInt]</s><<else>><s>Select setup.UnderwearIndex[$holderInt]</s><</if>><<else>><<if lastVisited("Wardrobe & Makeup") is 1>><<if $currentButtplug != "None" && setup.UnderwearList[$holderInt].ButtPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug <<elseif setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].AnalPlug && setup.UnderwearList[$holderInt].ButtPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<elseif setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].VaginalPlug && setup.UnderwearList[$holderInt].Dildo>>Cannot wear due to existing vaginal plug<<else>><<link `"Put on " + setup.UnderwearIndex[$holderInt] + ""` "Wardrobe & Makeup">><<set $currentUnderwear = setup.UnderwearIndex[$holderInt]>><<set $underwearCum = false>><<set $underwearUrine = false>><</link>><</if>><<elseif lastVisited("Wardrobe Storage") is 1>><<if $currentButtplug != "None" && setup.UnderwearList[$holderInt].ButtPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug <<elseif setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].AnalPlug && setup.UnderwearList[$holderInt].ButtPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<elseif setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].VaginalPlug && setup.UnderwearList[$holderInt].Dildo>>Cannot wear due to existing vaginal plug<<else>><<link `"Put on " + setup.UnderwearIndex[$holderInt] + ""` "Wardrobe Storage">><<set $currentUnderwear = setup.UnderwearIndex[$holderInt]>><<set $underwearCum = false>><<set $underwearUrine = false>><</link>><</if>><<else>><<link `"Select " + setup.UnderwearIndex[$holderInt] + ""` "Wardrobe Nightwear">><<set $nightUnderwear = setup.UnderwearIndex[$holderInt]>><</link>><</if>><</if>> <<if lastVisited("Wardrobe & Makeup") is 1>>[[Return to wardrobe|Wardrobe & Makeup]]<<elseif lastVisited("Wardrobe Storage") is 1>>[[Return to wardrobe storage|Wardrobe Storage]]<<else>>[[Return to selecting nightwear|Wardrobe Nightwear]]<</if>>

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>>"Time to hop in dears", calls Aunt Mildred in a sing-song tone, breaking you out of your thoughts. Turning to look, despite only being in the rather non-descript tiled bathroom a few seconds, the large fixed bathtub is indeed already filled with water, a couple of rubber ducky’s and a small plastic boat bobbing about on its surface. It smells nice, and you spot the hint of bubbles playfully forming on the surface, along with a little steam. Stood naked next to your once bully, soon to be bathing partner, Hannah. All you can really think of is how this is certainly not how you thought your day was going to go. Answering in barely a whisper, "Yes Aunt Mildred", Hannah starts to tentatively dip her toe into the steamy liquid, reaching out for our hand as she does. Not wanting to get into trouble, and also sure that Aunt Mildred would step in if she did anything mean, you let grasp you, Hannah at first using you for balance before urging you to join her. "Oh … it feels kind of nice …", you exclaim nervously as your foot submerges in the warm bubbly bath, the light foam tickling the skin it makes contact with. Getting yourself seated, your body relaxing in the tub, you find yourself sitting facing Hannah, your legs overlapping in the center, but thankfully not being cramped together too badly. In fact, it’s all kind of funny, the usually grumpy and mischievous Hannah sitting in a bath with you, her B-Cup breasts not obscured by her hoody and her hair left to hang about freely rather than pulled back into her mean girl ponytail. Blushing cutely, her arms wrapped around her knees which she pulls to her chest, Hannah says in a quiet whine, "Please don’t look. This is … kind of … embarrassing", a sentiment that you can’t help agree with, though you are thankful that the bubbles are doing a good job at hiding the genitals of both of you. "No need for that cutie", butts in Aunt Mildred in a sweet yet condescending tone, "You have nothing to be embarrassed about, you’re a very cute girl, and I think you’ll be even cuter once your all squeaky clean and I can take you down to the studio’s wardrobe department. You’ll have to sign that silly form first, but won’t it be nice to have someone look after you". Giving her words a moment to sink in, your temporary carer continues, "But, for now I need to scrub the two of you until you're so clean you shine", the way she says it so optimistically making you and Hannah giggle, the tension diffused. And so, sitting in the bath tub with Hannah, you and your former tormentor take turns being; soaped, sponged and shampooed, taking turns to play with the bath toys whilst Aunt Mildred is pre-occupied cleaning the other one. It’s remarkably fun, the sensation of being washed by someone else incredibly relaxing. It also helps that seeing Hannah in such a meek state does wonders for helping remove your stress, at least the stress related to her bullying. The feeling of fingers running through your hair feels so good in fact, that you’re glad those bubbles are there, your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock standing traitorously erect in response<<else>>pussy feeling warm and traitorously engorged in response<</if>>. Eventually though, it all comes to an end, your matronly nanny hoisting you out of the waters to towel you down thoroughly. Making sure that both of your are dry, the amazingly snuggly towel she uses removing the water more effectively than you could have ever imagined, she escorts you both back into the living room. Re-taping Hannah into a diaper first, the girl puts up even less of a fuss than the first time, almost eager for the treatment, or at least that’s how it looks as you watch on. Swapping you out for her, Aunt Mildred proceeds to rapidly change you, adding baby powder and a quick wipe. Pulling out a <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>><<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>>new<</if>> $currentUnderwear, she easily slips you into it, giving the padded base a quick tap to make sure its snug and secure. Smiling she pulls you into an excessively breast-ey hug, her cleavage almost smothering you a little, explaining as she embraces you that you’re such a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for letting her wrap you up without trouble<<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>, so much so that she’s happy to let you put your $currentClothing back on, which you eagerly do<</if>>. Though, whilst all this is going on a stray thought runs through the back of your mind … where has Hannah gone. Padding over with a piece of paper clutched tightly to her still topless chest, her expression uncertain, she silently thrusts it out to Aunt Mildred. Shocked, you watch on as the matronly woman reads it, a smile growing bigger by the second. "Well, if you’re sure dear then I’d be happy to hand this in for you", she grins, patting the anxious girl on the head sweetly. Confused, you ask, "What’s happening?", not wanting to be caught up in another surprise. Strangely, it’s Hannah who answers you, an almost apologetic look on her face, "I’m going to stay here for a little while. I think that maybe the nursery might be … you know, good for me … plus I want some clothes to wear", adding as she looks up at Aunt Mildred, "But, I get moody sometimes, so you better be ready to handle that. And I’m still a big girl, even if I’m playing with big babies and getting looked after. And I might want to do my own stuff sometimes …", her list of demands and her confidence both increasing as you watch on. Shushing her, the large breasted matron coos condescendingly, "Of course dear, you’re a big, big girl. Just let Aunt Mildred take care of you and you’ll be so much happier in no time. And, if you cause a fuss, then I’ll be first in line to make sure that you don’t do so again. But, on that note it seems like we’ve run out of time. I think it’s time for your little friend $firstName to leave whilst we talk some more about what’s going to happen to you next … apart from a makeover I mean", the last statement made with a laugh. "Okay", Hannah replies, walking over to you and hugging you once more, "Sorry. You should come back and visit though. I’ll be nicer, but I still might tease you a little. You’re much more of a baby than me after all. But, I don’t think you’ll have to worry about my ambushes anymore", her words sounding apologetic, if not a promise of wanting to continue things maybe a little more playfully. "Okay, maybe", is all you can manage to say at the moment, your feelings still a rolling sea of emotions after everything that’s happened over such a small space of time, the need to sit down and think things through to get your mind in place all too real. Taking yours and Hannah’s hands once more like she did bringing you to her apartment, Aunt Mildred leads you both back to the nursery’s atrium, patting you on the behind to urge you to leave. Turning back, you see your previous bully and your temporary carer waving, an odd end to an odd and not at all consensual work session. So lost in thought are you that you jump when the familiar monotone voice of Alice the AI calls out, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 500 G.G.P, for a private impromptu nursery visit". Not wanting to be associated with what was just loudly announced, you move on quickly, setting off to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<orgasm>><<set $timesMasturbated += 1>>You tell Ashley, <<if $submission >= 10>>"I … I’m here to … to play", nervous but eager to have some fun with Ashley<<else>>"I’m here to play", practically licking your lips at the prospect of having some fun with Ashley<</if>>. The sound she makes in return is practically a purr, a sultry look on her face. "You want to play, then let’s play. But people who want to play, need to get nice and comfortable", her hand running across your cheek briefly with the slightest of touches as she circles you, "To check if you’re comfortable though, I’m going to have to get much more intimate". Her hands encircling your stomach in a light embrace, slowly roaming upwards. <<if $currentClothing == "Naked">>Reaching your chest, she gropes at your nude <<if $breastSize > 0>><<checkBreast>> breasts, digging her fingers into them roughly but in a way that makes you melt in her arms<<else>>pecs, tweaking at your <<checkNipple>> nipples, twisting them roughly to the point that you wince yet can’t help but melt in her arms<</if>><<elseif !setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].CoversChest>>Reaching your chest, she gropes at your easily accessible <<if $breastSize > 0>><<checkBreast>> boobs, digging her fingers into them roughly but in a way that makes you melt in her arms<<else>>pecs, tweaking at your <<checkNipple>> nipples, twisting them roughly to the point that you wince yet can’t help but melt in her arms<</if>><<else>>Reaching your chest, she gropes at your<<if $breastSize > 0>><<checkBreast>> boobs through your $currentClothing, still managing to dig her fingers into them roughly, but in a way that makes you melt in her arms<<else>>pecs, tweaking at your <<checkNipple>> nipples through your $currentClothing, twisting them roughly enough to the point that you wince yet can’t help but melt in her arms<</if>><</if>>. "Ooo, very naughty!", she whispers, her actions and your subsequent reaction not going unnoticed by the passing guests and staff. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Stripping you out of your $currentClothing, her hands keeping you suitably distracted as she does, you’re feeling on top of the world, if not a little embarrassed to be doing all of this so publicly, even if there’s a certain thrill to it too. <</if>> That’s when her hand lands loudly against your diapered behind, the crinkling sound reverberating throughout the large atrium as if it were empty, though that might just be your sinking dread talking. However, instead of moving on her fingers instead start to curl around your $currentUnderwear, squeezing at it as if she were kneading clay. "Ohhh … but then we come to this don’t we. Here you are saying you want to play, and here I am getting the whole wrong message", she croons in a tone that tells you plain and simple that she’s toying with you, "I must have been mistaken mustn’t I? After all, play time means something immensely different to a diaper wearing fully grown baby like you doesn’t it? But sadly Miss Ashley doesn’t have time to play dolls or ball with you, so I guess you’ll have to run along and find a little friend about your own speed won’t you". Feeling the situation falling away from you, the chance to have sex with Ashley rapidly dwindling, you reply loudly, "No, Ashley, you’ve got it all wrong, I want to have sex with you", the slowly assembling crowd bursting into laughter at your clumsy remark made whilst horny and under pressure. Strangely, Ashley’s hands haven’t stopped fiddling with your diaper yet, but as distracted as you are that’s easy to miss. "It seems to me like having sex with someone who wears diapers might not be too good for me. I mean, do you even know how to handle a woman as hot as I am, or do you expect me to put in all the effort like a selfish spoiled child", her teases making you blush, but nowhere near as much as when she begins to slowly rub the front of your $currentUnderwear, your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick getting erect within its padded confines<<else>>your pussy getting wet and needy with its padded confines<</if>>. Still, you’re not sure what her plans are, the highly sexual brunette toying you like a cat might with its prey. Any moment she could stop, leaving you panting lewdly, on the verge of your release in front of a crowd of people. Putting on your best begging voice, you whine back to her, "No, I’ll make you feel good too Ashley. I’ll do whatever you want, just please don’t stop", having to stop to catch your breath mid-way as the pressure she’s applying increases. "Still not sure", she laughs, the onlookers joining in with her, "Naughty little children are prone to say whatever they can to get their treats. No, what to do … what to do", her rubs slowing as she thinks, causing you to involuntarily whimper, so close to release despite only just having started. "I know. First, I think that calling me Ashley when I’m not only your teacher, but all obviously so much more refined than you is not allowed. I think you should call me Miss Ashley. And, as I’m not going to get off from your unskilled childish pawing’s, instead you’ll have to feed my ego. I think you should probably start praising me if you want to keep … playing". Panting desperately, practically babbling, incoherent with need you loudly tell her, "Yes Miss Ashley! You’re the best, you’re so amazing, you’re … you’re beautiful and smart. And, and … oh so sexy", grinning from ear to ear, your masturbation partner starts rubbing your diapered genitals once more, seemingly happy with what you’re saying. However, in as deep a state of lust as you, this only spurs you on to go further, babbling, "Yes, sexy … way more sexy than me. I’m just a dumb diaper-baby, not like a sexy elegant woman like you … oh, no … I couldn’t manage that. I can … urgh … I can barely look after myself … I need to beg much smarter and better people to .. uoh … help me with my needs instead".<<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetCounter += 1>> Then, she stops again. "That was a good start. But you’ll have to do something much naughtier for Miss Ashley if you want me to rock your world", a tittering laugh erupting from her mouth at your distressed expression. "Anything … p.p.pleaaase …", you whine back, almost entirely running on instinct now. Humming thoughtfully for a painfully long moment, the sexy brunette finally answers, her voice a barely audible breathy whisper, "I want you … to wet yourself". Shock running through your mind despite your almost animalistic state, you briefly wonder whether or not you could really debase yourself so much. Do you really want to please Ashley that much? Do you really want to orgasm that much? Logically you’d likely refuse, but in your state of confused heat you’re not logical at all, instead you’re putty in the hands of the incredibly dirty minded exhibitionist. As such, you whimper, "Yes Miss Ashley!". Splaying your legs slightly further apart, you just let go and relax, willing your body to let loose the contents of your bladder. Whether as a result of your desperation to impress Ashley, or because of the strange effects of the treatment, your bladder complies with your command, fresh pee flowing out of your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>vagina<</if>> and into your diapers padded interior. The sound of rushing liquid alerting the crowd, your face turns an even deeper humiliated crimson, everyone around you knowing that you just pissed in your diaper publicly. Worse, it’s just making you all the more turned on, the warmth of the freshly wet padding against your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> feeling amazing.<</if>> The crowd lapping up what they’ve just seen with rapt attention, Ashley seems to finally be pleased, one of her slender delicate hands snaking down the front of your <<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 1) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 1)>>used <</if>>diaper, the guests watching letting out a loud gasp of awe. Not that you really care. Not when you’re feeling as amazing as Ashley is making you feel, the mix of humiliation and her fingers caressing your <<if $penis>>painfully erect cock<<else>>drenched cunt<</if>> giving you that extra push you needed to start building towards an orgasm. This certainly isn’t lost on the confident brunette who chooses this time to being nibbling on your ear, her grip on your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>vagina<</if>> almost too tight. "All over my hand $firstName, cum all over Miss Ashley’s hand for all these nice people", she laughs seductively, your watchers going silent as the stare on. It’s all too much, screaming at the top of your voice, "I’m cumming Miss Ashley, I’m cumming Miss Ashley, I’m cuuuummmiiinngg!", your <<if $penis>>wanton <<checkPenis>> cock spraying your cum all over her hand<<else>>wanton cunt spraying your fem-cum all over her hand<</if>> as your eyes roll back into your head in relief, all of this happening within the snug confines of your cushiony $currentUnderwear. Drawing her hand out, now glistening with your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>>, she brings it to <<if $cumPlay>>your mouth, feeding you the slightly salty goo before you have a chance to react. She even massages your throat, making sure your recent load makes its way safely into your stomach, your humiliated expression only making her more entertained<<else>>her mouth, hungrily devouring your salty load, a reward for all her hard work<</if>>. Cheering, the crowd quickly begin to separate, figuring that things are now over, especially as Ashley begins giving you a soft kiss on the cheek. "Now that was hot! <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>Especially when you wet yourself, I didn’t think that’d even be possible. <</if>>We have to do this again sometime. And don’t worry, you don’t have to call me Miss Ashley all the time, just when you’re in this sort of a mood. It was way too much fun not to tease you on this one. I’m almost slightly sorry, but you seemed to love it, so I can’t feel too bad". Feeling much better now, you can’t help but laugh along, Ashley now acting like her old slightly teasing self all over again. You briefly ask about her needs, to which she conspiratorially whispers have already been satisfied, so you don’t press the issue, instead basking in the afterglow of a wonderful, if a little humiliating, orgasm. Your unexpected diaper sex session complete, you [[return to talking to Ashley|Sexual Hub Spend Time With Ashley]].

<<set $petPlayTrainerVisited = true>><<if !$petPlayTrainerFirstVisit && $day >= 3>><<set $petPlayTrainerVisits += 1>><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer First Visit]]>><<elseif $petPlayTrainerVisits >= 7 && !$petPlayTrainerChoice && $petPlayTrainerFirstVisit>><<set $petPlayTrainerVisits += 1>><<set $petPlayTrainerChoice = true>><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Pet Choice Start]]>><<elseif $petPlayTrainerChoice>><<set $petPlayTrainerVisits += 1>><<if $petPlayTrainerType == 1>><<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Quick Visit")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Grooming")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Feeding")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Lesson")>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Quick Visit">><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Quick Visit Alt]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Grooming">><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Puppy Grooming]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Feeding">><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Puppy Feeding Start]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Lesson">><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Puppy Lesson]]>><</if>><<elseif $petPlayTrainerType == 2>><<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Quick Visit")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Grooming")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Feeding")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Lesson")>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Quick Visit">><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Quick Visit Alt]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Grooming">><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Kitten Grooming]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Feeding">><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Kitten Feeding Start]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Lesson">><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Kitten Lesson]]>><</if>><<elseif $petPlayTrainerType == 3>><<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Quick Visit")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Grooming")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Feeding")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Lesson")>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Quick Visit">><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Quick Visit Alt]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Grooming">><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Pony Grooming]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Feeding">><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Pony Feeding Start]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Lesson">><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Pony Lesson]]>><</if>><</if>><<elseif $petPlayTrainerFirstVisit>><<set $petPlayTrainerVisits += 1>><<set $random = random(1,9)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Quick Visit]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Head Pat]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Tail Panties Gift]]>><<elseif $random == 4>><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Feeding Start]]>><<elseif $random == 5>><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Fetch]]>><<elseif $random == 6>><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Grooming]]>><<elseif $random == 7>><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Walkies Start]]>><<elseif $random == 8>><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Sex Start]]>><<elseif $random == 9>><<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Blowjob Start]]>><</if>><<else>><<include [[Pre Sleep]]>><</if>>

<a data-passage="Pre Sleep">Get ready for bed</a>

<<set $petPlayTrainerFirstVisit = true>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to go get it, you soon realize your efforts are unnecessary as the door whooshes open, a figure silhouetted in the frame. Standing there you see a man in a muted green tweed suit, beneath which you spot, a blue checked waistcoat, muted yellow shirt, and red and yellow striped tie, his outfit making him feel rather overdressed even in comparison to many of the other important people you’ve seen about the facility. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentLarge.png]]</div>Taking a better look at him as he steps inside purposefully but with a hint of trepidation, you spot atop his head a matching tweed flat-cap, his thick silver hair flowing back behind it, tied with an ornate wolf-shaped silver hair tie into a ponytail which reaches his mid back. Further, other than his eyes that are so pale blue that they’re almost silver as well, the man has one of the most exquisite moustaches you’ve ever seen, the waxed tips turned upwards in a mark of remarkable grooming. <<if $metVincent>>Of course, you’ve met the man before, as this is obviously Lord Vincent who you met on one of your visits to Fur Life.<</if>> <<if $metVincent && visited("Fur Life Vincent Trainer Accept")>>Walking towards you, he smiles jovially, reaching out to pat you atop the head in an affection, if somewhat embarrassing gesture. "Good to see you again $firstName. I hope I’ve not kept you waiting too long for my arrival. With any luck you’ll be just as elated as I was to hear all the paperwork for me to officially begin sponsoring you had successfully gone through. That means as of today you’re my pet-in-training, and, in turn, that means I’m your new trainer". Smiling slightly nervously yourself, you respond, "Hi Vincent, it’s good to see you again. So, what do we do now?", curious to when your pet-play training will begin. "We’ve covered a lot of this before so I won’t bother you too much tonight, mostly I’m just visiting to briefly outline my plans for your initial training and to go over the few rules I have. However, I’d also just like to mention how happy I am once more that you’ve given me the opportunity to bring you into the world of pet-play, I believe whole-heartedly that you’ll take to it swimmingly".<<elseif $metVincent>><<set $ggp += 1000>>Walking towards, he smiles jovially, a hand outstretched, "Hello $firstName, it’s lovely to meet you again. This was a bit of surprise to me too, but it seems to be that you’ve ended up assigned to me for additional training by the facility’s board of directors". Reaching out to shake his hand back, suitably confused, you ask in a uncertain tone, Training? I don’t understand. What’s going on?". "Well, it’s a little bit of a long story, but I’ll try to explain myself as best I can. As you can hopefully remember, my full title is Lord Vincent of Smythe. Generally speaking, I’m a man of leisure with little to do take up my time other than managing my holdings. However, one of my passions has always been animal training and, more so, dog breeding. There was always something special about the bond between a man and his dog, it’s just so pure and raw. A few years back, at a party, I was introduced to a fetish sometimes referred to as pet-play, and well I took to it very easily. Since then I’ve become a rather prestigious pet trainer, and, due to my connections with this facility they often contact me when they have a trainee who they think would also take well to the fetish", Vincent explains warmly. "The result of this is that at least one of the board of executives members for this facility has marked you as such, a rather rare honour indeed. As such, I intend to train you to the best of my abilities, and to become your sponsor. If all goes to plan by the end of my instruction you’ll be a prized pet, who’ll go to a wonderful home at the end of your time here, cherished and well-cared for. I’ve already seen to it that you’ll be delivered 1000 G.G.P to help cover your expenses, and further gifts and aid will be supplied in exchange for good behaviour". Starting to understand the situation a little more, you ask quietly, "Do I get a say in any of this?", not sure how to take all this talk about becoming a pet, even if the man is being friendly for now. Looking a little taken aback, the silver haired lord answers, "My pet, $firstName. I don’t intend to mistreat you or force you into anything. Personally I don’t believe in forcing slaves to behave a certain way, it’s unpleasant and is in my opinion a failing for any master who has to resort to it. However, I have been tasked to do this by some very important individuals, and I truly believe that following my training is the best thing for you, as such I’ll be coming around regularly to offer you my aid and support. It is likely that the executives will come down upon you with undue harshness if you don’t, to which I can do nothing other than lend you a friendly shoulder to lean on, but the choice of whether to interact with my lessons is yours to make. Living a life somewhere in-between that of a prized animal and a sex slave might not sound the most fulfilling, however, I’ve never had a pet I’ve trained to completion who was unhappy with their lot. You might not believe it, but remember people often treat their pets better than their own family, certainly more so than their slaves usually fare. And, trained pets like puppy-girls and pony-boys are rare and expensive to begin with, far too costly and scarce to treat as anything less than cherished, pampered symbols of their status".<<else>><<set $ggp += 1000>>Walking towards, he smiles jovially, a hand outstretched, "Hello, I’m Vincent, and it’s lovely to meet you again. I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but you’ve ended up assigned to me for additional training by the facility’s board of directors". Reaching out a hand tentatively to shake his back, suitably confused and more than a little worried, you ask in a uncertain tone, Training? I don’t understand. What’s going on?". "Maybe you should take a seat first. It’ll likely come as quite a shock, and whilst I dislike being the messenger for these sorts of thing, I’m willing to prolong them if it’ll help my charge cope better. I truly mean you no ill will, and I strongly am opposed to any distress that it may bring you", he continues, gesturing for you to take a seat on your bed, an offer that you’re way too off-balance to take him up on. Coughing lightly, Vincent continues, "Well, it’s a little bit of a long story, but I’ll try to explain myself as best I can. My full title is Lord Vincent of Smythe, a small yet prosperous holding which has passed through my family for generations. And, generally speaking, I’m a man of leisure with little to do take up my time other than managing those holdings. However, one of my passions has always been animal training and, more so, dog breeding. There was always something special about the bond between a man and his dog, it’s just so pure and raw. A few years back, at a party, I was introduced to a fetish sometimes referred to as pet-play … oh, basically roleplaying as animals, more so for the submissive … and well I took to it very easily. Since then I’ve become a rather prestigious pet trainer, and, due to my connections with this facility they often contact me when they have a trainee who they think would also take well to the fetish", the silver-haired lord’s tone and expression warm and calming. "The result of this is that at least one of the board of executives members for this facility has marked you as such, a rather rare honour indeed. As such, I intend to train you to the best of my abilities, and to become your sponsor. If all goes to plan by the end of my instruction you’ll be a prized pet, who’ll go to a wonderful home at the end of your time here, cherished and well-cared for. I’ve already seen to it that you’ll be delivered 1000 G.G.P to help cover your expenses, and further gifts and aid will be supplied in exchange for good behaviour". Starting to understand the situation a little more, and not entirely happy with it you ask <<if $submission > 10>>quietly<<else>>with gritted teeth<</if>>, "Do I get a say in any of this?", not sure how to take all this talk about becoming a pet, even if the man is being friendly for now. Looking a little taken aback, the moustachioed man answers, "My pet … $firstName. I don’t intend to mistreat you or force you into anything. Personally I don’t believe in forcing slaves to behave a certain way, it’s unpleasant and is in my opinion a failing for any master who has to resort to it, something I hope you to come to understand over your time with me. However, I have been tasked to do this by some very important individuals, and I truly believe that following my training is the best thing for you, as such I’ll be coming around regularly to offer you my aid and support. It is likely that the executives will come down upon you with undue harshness if you don’t, to which I can do nothing other than lend you a friendly shoulder to lean on, but the choice of whether to interact with my lessons is yours to make. Living a life somewhere in-between that of a prized animal and a sex slave might not sound the most fulfilling, however, I’ve never had a pet I’ve trained to completion who was unhappy with their lot. You might not believe it, but remember people often treat their pets better than their own family, certainly more so than their slaves usually fare. And, trained pets like puppy-girls and pony-boys are rare and expensive to begin with, far too costly and scarce to treat as anything less than cherished, pampered symbols of their status".<</if>> Giving a slight pause, he waits to see if you have any questions, only continuing when he realizes that you’re contemplatively quiet. "So, my training schedule will see me visiting you daily, or should I say nightly, for the next week or so. During those visits, if you’ll indulge me, I intend to teach you the very basics of pet-play. This will mostly compose of simple things that apply evenly across most of the sub-branches of the fetish, so things like; hand-feeding, grooming, leashing, basic obedience, maybe a trick or two. Though, some days I might just come for a visit to check-up on you, as I do exist as your sponsor too". "After that initial stage is complete, then we’ll move onto something more advanced. At that stage we’ll also talk a little more about the various sub-branches of the fetish I briefly alluded to earlier. Those, for reference, are; pony-play, puppy-play, kitten-play and bunny-play, largely speaking in the context of what I can offer. Technically there does exist some rarer or more obscure forms, such as pig-play, however, that isn’t something I can or would be willing to train you in. This decision is an important one, and one that I’ll be clearer on closer to the time, so give it some thought about what sounds most appealing. Anyway, after we move onto the more advanced stage I’ll convey to you one of these ‘specializations’ and you’ll be able to command either a huge price at auction, or possibly find your way into a private buyers hands depending on just how impressive you find yourself being. Meanwhile, I’ll also try to assign you tasks at the advanced stage, the purpose of which is to not only help speed along your training, but to also give you the opportunity to acquire more gifts aid from myself. All of which said, whilst I prefer by far to be friendly in our interactions, serious misbehaviour will not be tolerated, nor do I think long-term disobedience will put you in good stead with the facility. In such a case of repeated issue, from my experience, the board of executives have a habit of selling such trainees prematurely to private buyers, most of which to my knowledge prefer harsher training and regimes to break in their pet-slaves". A slightly forlorn expression crossing his brow, Vincent finishes, However, I believe that’s about everything for today. I fear I’ve likely already overburdened you with information, so I’ll take my leave for now if you lack any questions?". "No, I think I understood all of that Vincent", you reply, still a little shell-shocked at the enormity of what has just been discussed, the matter made slightly better by the general likeability of the man delivering the news. "Then goodbye for tonight my pet. Take a good rest, and approach all of this with a fresh mind in the morning. I’ll see you as soon as I’m available, and hope that our relationship can be a fruitful one for both of us. You have a lot of potential, and I truly think you’ll make a wonderful pet if you let yourself", the stately man says in parting, waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentleman now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the events that just transpired. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder to yourself what will happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

Deciding to ask if you can have sex with her, you say to Ashley, <<if $submission >= 10>>"I … I’d like to play", nervous but eager to have some fun with Ashley<<else>>"I’d like to play", chewing your bottom lip at the thought of having some fun with Ashley<</if>>. Tapping her chin in mock thoughtfulness, the sound she makes in return is practically a purr, a very sultry purr at that. "You want to get all hot and bothered with me? Right here? Right now? How very naughty of you, it feels like I’ve taught you well", her hand trailing across your shoulder briefly as she circles you, her tongue lightly running across your cheek in a brazen and incredibly lewd lick. "First though, I’ll need to inspect you. <<if $penis>>Who knows what dangerous weapons you’re packing<<else>>Maybe I’ll have to be invasive with my searches<</if>>". Her hands encircling your stomach, pulling you towards her roughly and passionately, she begins slowly roaming upwards. <<if $currentClothing == "Naked">>Reaching your chest, she grasps at your nude <<if $breastSize > 0>><<checkBreast>> breasts, digging her fingers into them roughly but in a way that makes you melt in her arms<<else>>pecs, tweaking at your <<checkNipple>> nipples, twisting them roughly to the point that you wince yet can’t help but melt in her arms<</if>><<elseif !setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].CoversChest>>Reaching your chest, she grasps at your easily accessible <<if $breastSize > 0>><<checkBreast>> boobs, digging her fingers into them roughly but in a way that makes you melt in her arms<<else>>pecs, tweaking at your <<checkNipple>> nipples, twisting them roughly to the point that you wince yet can’t help but melt in her arms<</if>><<else>>Reaching your chest, she grasps at your<<if $breastSize > 0>><<checkBreast>> boobs through your $currentClothing, still managing to dig her fingers into them roughly, but in a way that makes you melt in her arms<<else>>pecs, tweaking at your <<checkNipple>> nipples through your $currentClothing, twisting them roughly enough to the point that you wince yet can’t help but melt in her arms<</if>><</if>>. "A couple of stiff bullets smuggled up here, but I can let that slide … for now!", she whispers, her actions and your subsequent reaction not going unnoticed by the passing guests and staff. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Stripping you out of your $currentClothing, her hands poking and prodding you distractingly as she does, you’re feeling you’re feeling flustered and off-balance, not to mention embarrassed to be doing all of this so publicly. <</if>>That’s when her hands smack loudly against your diapered behind, the crinkling sound reverberating throughout the large atrium as if it were empty, though that might just be your sinking dread talking. However, instead of moving on her fingers instead start to curl around your $currentUnderwear, holding onto it with a grip of iron. "Ewwww! What have we got here?", she shrieks in a mocking tone that tells you plain and simple she’s toying with you, "Trying to ask a lady for sexual favours whilst dressed in a diaper. I don’t know whether to be amused or offended. You’ll certainly have to make it up to me if you expect for me bring you to eye rolling pleasure. So, are you willing to do whatever I ask of you? To get punished?". <<if $submission < 25>>Not sure you’re really up for letting someone have that level of control over you, you reply, "Sorry, but I don’t think that I want to do that …", Ashley interrupting you before you even finish. "Yeah … sorry if I went a bit heavy there. I thought you might like to do something more public like that. But, no hard feelings, right?", her tone surprisingly apologetic. Making sure that Ashley properly understands that you’re okay, the mood is sort of ruined by this point, neither of you feeling up to doing anything right at this moment. Still, it’s kind of nice to see that despite all the sultriness and teasing, that Ashley is a real person and still sometimes reads the situation wrong. Despite not having managed to sleep with her here today, you still feel like you’ve managed to get closer to her, her general flirty attitude quickly reasserting itself as you chat for a little while. Your unexpectedly failed sex session complete, you [[return to talking to Ashley|Sexual Hub Spend Time With Ashley]].<<else>>Gulping, you quietly respond, "Yes Ashley", not sure what you’ve just gotten yourself into, her playful tone making it hard to realize whether she’s really angry or if it’s just part of her flirting. "Still not sure if that’s enough", she states in a taunting tone, the slowly gathering group of onlookers laughing along with her, "I think, first of all, that you shouldn’t be calling me Ashley. Obviously I’m not only your teacher but also clearly so much more refined than you, so it just doesn’t make sense for you to be on a first name basis with me. No, I think you should call me Miss Ashley. Is that understood, or should I just wander away and leave you to the crowd?". In a nervous and barely audible whisper you respond, "Yes Miss Ashley", increasingly worried over what you’ve just agreed to. Sadly, the tutting sound she makes accompanied by the increased pressure of her fingers digging into your $currentUnderwear makes it clear that she was expecting something more. So, steeling yourself as best you can, in a wavering voice you repeat, "Yes Miss Ashley!", the tension lowering. "Good!", she croons in your ear, "I knew you’d love for me to take charge and embarrass you the moment I saw that diaper! Now what to do, what to do. I bet your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> is already getting hot and drippy at all this", a statement to which you embarrassingly can’t disagree with, your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick already hard and starting to dribble pre-cum into your padded confines<<else>>vagina already wet and pulsing, starting to dribble your feminine juices into your padded confines<</if>>. <<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetCounter += 1>> "Knew it! You can’t even disagree with me!", she continues when you don’t respond, a tittering laugh erupting from her mouth at your distressed expression. "Miss Ashley … p.p.pleaaase …", you whine back, your cheeks turning red in a deep blush. Humming thoughtfully for a painfully long moment, the sexy brunette finally answers, her voice a barely audible breathy whisper, "I want you to wet yourself for me". Shock running through your mind at such a lurid request, you briefly wonder if you’d be willing to do something like that. Do you really want to please Ashley that much? Do you really want to orgasm that much? In the moment none of that matters, instead you’re putty in the hands of Ashley the incredibly dirty minded exhibitionist. As such, you whimper, "Yes Miss Ashley!". Splaying your legs slightly further apart, you just let go and relax, willing your body to let loose the contents of your bladder. Whether as a result of your submissive reaction to Ashley’s command, or because of the strange effects of the treatment, your bladder complies, a trickle of fresh pee flowing out of your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>vagina<</if>> and into your diapers padded interior. The sound of rushing liquid alerting the crowd, your face turns an even deeper humiliated crimson, everyone around you knowing that you just pissed in your diaper publicly. Worse, it’s just making you all the more turned on, the warmth of the freshly wet padding against your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> feeling amazing.<</if>> Clearly amused by all your nervous squirming, Ashley smiles, "Good enough … at least for now. I think you’ve earned some very special attention from me", her hands beginning to soothingly stroke your diaper compared to her previous digging iron grip. "What would you say to a nice round of spanking? That squishy diaper of yours slapping against your most delicate parts. Aren’t you lucky?". Shaking your head, hoping she notices your reluctance, a spanking in front of a crowd not really what you were thinking when you started all this, you start, "B…but, Miss Ashle…y … that’s n…". Sadly once again you’re interrupted before you can truly put your thoughts together, your teasing tormentor turning you around and bending you over at the waist, your <<checkAss>> padded rear being shown off to the onlookers. Thud, goes the first of the spanks, the crowd cheering, the pain and humiliation making you making you feel off-balance, especially as you didn’t see her spanking you so quickly. Smack! Smack! Smack! A rain of spanks rains down upon your poor behind<<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 1) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 1)>> the squishing sound of your used diaper only making you feel more humiliated<</if>>. They don’t particularly hurt that much, Ashley either not trying to cause you too much pain or not skilled enough in spanking to do so, but there’s still a dull sting to them. Further, the presence of so many people watching just makes it worse, your bum feeling all the more on fire as you begin to worry too much about what’s happening to it. All the while Ashley makes jokey comments, stroking your behind between strikes. It’s almost sweet the way she shows you off, but that doesn’t remove the sting of embarrassment from the proceedings. Your bum finally beginning to feel a little sore, you have to actively resist reaching back and rubbing it, a punishment sure to follow if you were to ruin Ashley’s show. Worst of all though, the continued pain and humiliation is making you incredibly aroused. Beneath you, your <<if $penis>>cock is rock hard and drooling pre-cum<<else>>cunt is drooling wet<</if>>, the only saving grace of the situation being how well it’s hidden by your diaper. Unable to maintain your composure, you begin to wobble a bit on the spot, tears slowly running down your face as you hop from one foot to the other. Snot and tears streaking your face, Ashley slows down considerably, instead concentrating more on showing you off. Finally pulling you back up into a hug, her lips briefly brushing past your own in a sweet kiss, she turns to the gathered crowd, holding you against her bare breasts. "That was hot! Thanks everyone for watching as I taught this cute thing a … well a thing or two", she laughs, the people watching you clapping and dispersing momentarily at her announcement. Stroking the top of your head tenderly, she keeps hugging you, the comfort of being so close to her making you feel better very quickly. After a minute or so, when she’s sure you’ve calmed down, in her normal tone she says, "We have to do this again sometime. I’m not very experienced with spankings but those people seemed to love watching it still. And don’t worry, you don’t have to call me Miss Ashley all the time, just when you’re in this sort of a mood. It was way too much fun playing with you. I’m almost slightly sorry, but you seemed to love it, so I can’t feel too bad". "But I didn’t …", you start, rubbing your thighs together in unfulfilled need. However, Ashley interrupts you before you can complete that thought. "Yep! If I let you have a big old orgasm every time we played then where would the fun be? There’d be no surprise at all. Also, the crowd really got into it, so it’s not like it’s a loss at all is it? You’ll just have to come back again and take your chances with me if you want to win yourself the chance at me rocking your world. I hope you had fun still though". Your unexpected diaper punishment session complete, you [[return to talking to Ashley|Sexual Hub Spend Time With Ashley]].<</if>>

You try to contact Hannah through your room terminal. After a brief ringing tone from your tablet the screen flickers slightly before revealing the smirking brunette Hannah. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahMeanSmall.png]]</div> "<<if $HannahDating>>Hey my cute little plaything, missing me already? Or is it that you need me to check your diapers? Oh … or, do you need some of my special attention? You’re always so adorable when you blush, I can’t wait till I get to embarrass you again. Anyway, I’m free and messing about in my room, so if you want anything just say so. I’m sure whatever it is you want I can find some way to make it worth my while<<else>>Hey <<if $pronoun == 1>>little sis<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>little bro<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>you big baby<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>little sis<<else>>little bro<</if>>, didn’t really expect a call, but I guess you’re just missing all the attention I give you. I’ve not got anything better to do at the moment, just messing around in my dorm, so if you want something just tell me and I’ll work out what you can do for me in exchange. You’re just a big diaper baby, so I guess I have to look out for you<</if>>. So, what you want?", she grins shaking her ponytail from side to side, her tone haughty and more than a little bratty. Though, you can tell that she’s clearly glad to see you too, her grin genuine and more than a little endearing. Do you: [[Hang out with Hannah|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Hang Out With ABDL Hannah Dormitory']] [[Return to contacts page|Contacts]]

You try to contact Hannah through your room terminal. After a brief ringing tone from your tablet the screen flickers slightly before revealing the Hannah in a short puffy yellow dress, her hair cut shorter and pulled into a small lopsided ponytail. Behind her you can clearly make out that she’s in the Little Land Nursery, childish music and laughter randomly coming from behind her. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahBratSmall.png]]</div> "<<if $HannahDating>>Hey there $firstName, how’s everything? I’m okay, been having fun playing, had a nap and went for a bit of a walk. But it’s kinda not as fun without you around, so you should come and see me again soon … please. I bet there’s loads of stuff we could have fun with together in here<<else>>Hey there <<if $pronoun == 1>>little sis<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>little bro<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>you big baby<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>little sis<<else>>little bro<</if>>, you okay? I’m, you know, good and stuff. But, um, if you wanted to come and see me at some point then I guess that would be okay too<</if>>. So, uh, what can I do for you?", she says in a slightly timid tone, apparently not entirely comfortable yet with living in the nursery, but additionally you spot the starts of a warm smile tinging the edges of her mouth. You can also tell that she’s clearly glad to see you too, her attention entirely focused on you and genuine feeling. Do you: [[Hang out with Hannah|Travel To][$intendedLocation = 'Hang Out With ABDL Hannah Nursery']] [[Return to contacts page|Contacts]]

You make your way out to the trainee dormitory’s main atrium, waiting around a clump of seating for Hannah to arrive. It doesn’t take long for her, wearing her usual pink hoodie and yoga pants combination, to make herself known, but that doesn’t surprise you too much given that she lives in the dormitory too. Approaching you from behind, she startles you by patting you on the head, saying in a teasing but good-natured tone, "Hey <<if $hannahDating>>there my plaything<<else>><<if $pronoun == 1>>little sis<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>little bro<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>you big baby<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>little sis<<else>>little bro<</if>><</if>>. I’d say I hope that you didn’t have to wait too long, but honestly it’s kind of awesome to think you’d wait around forever for me to turn up. Anyway, follow me, I’ve picked out what we’re doing already". For a moment you wonder if you should argue, but Hannah seems to have her mind set on something, so you decide that it’s not worth the hassle, trailing along behind her. It takes a while to travel between the floors, especially with Hannah slowing down to poke and pinch you every now and then, her now game to entertain her, but you eventually arrive at your destination. Standing in the main recreational plaza, Hannah with splayed hands as if she’d just achieved some sort of magic trick points out to you a rather cramped looking ice-cream parlour. Brightly coloured and otherwise rather normal looking, you eye it suspiciously, as if there may be some sort of trick to it, but not seeing anything out of the ordinary you walk after Hannah inside. It’s nice, and the smell of sugar is palpable upon the air, making your mouth water. Directed over to a cramped table in the corner, Hannah takes the one menu, describing all the options the menu has to you. Telling her what sounds good, the cocky trainee grins back at you, telling you with a sly wink that she’s picking out yours as you’re too little to pick that sort of thing out yourself. Again, you’re tempted to complain, but since she’s offering to pay for it all you can’t really muster much of a complaint, in fact finding her taking care of things kind of nice. And so, thankfully, Hannah orders a couple of ice-cream sundaes for the two of you, which you both happily eat as you chat for a while. Hannah, energetic as ever talks a lot, though she does genuinely also seem to be interested in what you’ve been up to, badgering you with invasive questions. Mostly what she has to say is about what she’s seen on TV and some of her other friends, though she mentions briefly that <<print either("it’s dumb, but she kind of likes this show about some nursery in the facility. She doesn’t give a lot of information, as she almost seems a little cagey opening up about it, but you get the impression that the adult baby stuff intrigues her, her interactions with you excluded, even if she can’t really place why. Maybe she’s even interested in it herself, you wonder to yourself, especially with her having a diaper on-hand that first time she met you","she’d been looking around for jobs, but she’s not sure if anything really feels like it suits her. She wonders aloud if maybe teasing you could be a job, playing it all off as a joke, though you briefly wonder if she’s testing the waters on the matter to see if that’s something you’d be willing to do. She also mentions that, whilst hard to track down, they do sometimes offer courses to teach trainees to be dominants");>>.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> She also loudly comments on a weird smell she’s smelling, immediately asking you if you’ve been using your diaper, much to your embarrassment. Seeing the blush on your face it’s clear she’s found the next thing to amuse her during your outing, gleefully talking about it again and again, especially when people walk within earshot.<</if>> A few hours go by and you're having a really good time, even if Hannah is still a bit mean. It really does seem much more good-natured now that you’ve gotten used to it, endearing almost. You even get the vibe that she means all the attention in a complimentary manner and just can’t express herself properly, though you’d probably have to spend more time with her to completely confirm those suspicions. However, you can’t just sit around all day, so you eventually walk her back to the dormitory together, receiving an awkward yet friendly goodbye hug in response just before she leaves rather quickly. With your time to hang out come to an end you [[travel back to your room|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($hannahRelationship<=95){$hannahRelationship += 5;}else{$hannahRelationship = 100;};]].

You make your way over to the Little Land Nursery, waiting in the entrance. It takes a while, but eventually, wearing a particularly puffy yellow dress, Hannah shuffles out, a bright pink harness wrapping around her from her shoulders down to her crotch. Confused you look around, wondering the purpose of the harness, finally asking, "Hey Hannah … what’s with the harness". Pulling a rather sulky pout, not looking you in the eye, a small circular robot emerges from behind her, a leash running from it to link up on the harness behind her. Suddenly, emitting from a speaker on top, you hear the familiar monotone voice of Alice the facility AI speak, "I have been tasked to chaperone trainee Hannah out on your trip. She has been designated as incapable of polite interaction without a chaperone present, you have now been warned". Quietly Hannah adds to the robot’s words, "Hi $firstName. It’s totally not fair! They keep telling me I’m too much of troublemaker to walk around on my own, so I have to have someone keep an eye on me. Then when I asked no-one was willing, so the only choice was the cleaning-bot", her words eliciting a sharp beep that causes the usually bratty girl to quickly move on with what she’s saying, "So, yeah. I wanna go for ice-cream, so we should go for ice-cream", she continues, that old mischievous grin returning, albeit less menacingly due to her lopsided short ponytail and overall more childish appearance.<<hygieneCheck>><<if $hygieneLevel > 0>> "Also, you’re a big stinky! <<if $sweat>>Covered it icky sweats and everything. <</if>><<if $bodyCum>>All cum-y and gross all over. <</if>><<if $bodyUrine>>You’re all pee-d on. <</if>><<if $hairCum>>You got cum’s in your hair and it looks stupid. <</if>><<if $hairUrine>>Pee in your hair, which is really weird. <</if>><<if $clothingCum>>You’ve got cum all over you, which is smelly and slutty. <</if>><<if $clothingUrine>>Did you pee so bad you ruined your own clothes? <</if>><<if $underwearCum>>You’re leaking cum down your leg which is very naughty. <</if>><<if $underwearUrine>>Did you pee yourself? If so you should be in a diaper. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3>>Your breath stinks so bad! <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>I can basically see the smelly gross cloud hanging around you the smell is so bad! <</if>><<if $diaperMessCounter > 0 || $diaperWetCounter > 0>>Did you use your diaper like a big baby? <</if>>This is pretty funny to be honest, without me around you can’t even look after yourself!", Hannah taunts in her gleeful mocking tone. That is, right up until the cleaning-bot lets out another aggressive beep, which frightens her enough to stop mocking you.<</if>> It takes a while to travel between the floors, especially with Hannah slowed down by the leash, Alice loudly reprimanding her whenever she tries to move too quickly. In due course though, you manage to reach a particularly brightly coloured and otherwise rather normal looking ice-cream parlour. It’s nice, and the smell of sugar is palpable upon the air. Taking a seat at a cramped table in the corner, you both begin picking out what you want, Hannah selecting about half the menu before once more being reminded that doing so would be rude. Slightly talked down from her earlier decision, she comes to the conclusion that only one sundae would suffice, sitting there expectantly looking at you. Consulting her robot carer, you’re thankfully informed that the nursery will cover the costs of the outing. However, strangely Alice also compliments Hannah, commenting that she’s right in not getting up to order her own food as she’s too little to do so, Hannah sticking her tongue out at you cheekily in response when she thinks the cleaning disk isn’t looking. And so, you order yourselves a couple of ice-cream sundaes and chat for a while. Hannah, energetic as ever talks a lot, though she does genuinely also seem to be interested in what you’ve been up to, badgering you with questions. Mostly what she has to say is about the nursery, though she talks about TV a bit too, she mentions briefly that <<print either("she kind of likes living in the nursery, as they pamper her most of the time. Though, she also comments that she’s been spanked a few times, which was pretty embarrassing for her, and she’d never really realized how much those stung","she’d heard a troubling rumour about the nursery executives were arguing over the show. Whilst she hadn’t overheard the conversation herself, one of the other residents had mentioned that Papa Glover was trying to dissuade some of the other board members from meddling with the show, especially the adventures");>>.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> She also loudly comments on a weird smell she’s smelling, immediately asking you if you’ve been using your diaper, much to your embarrassment. Thankfully, Alice comes to your defence, pointing out that it’s likely Hannah herself given her track record, a statement that quickly quietens her down as she blushes heavily.<</if>> A few hours go by and you're having a really good time, joking with the now much more pleasant girl. She does still tease you, but it feels much more good-natured now, and you can’t help laughing whenever she gets told off by her robot babysitter. However, you can’t just sit around all day, so you eventually walk her back to the nursery, receiving an awkward yet friendly goodbye hug in response just before she leaves rather quickly. With your time to hang out come to an end you [[travel back to your room|followDestination('Travel Back')][if($hannahRelationship<=95){$hannahRelationship += 5;}else{$hannahRelationship = 100;};]].

<<addToInventory "Nailcare kit">>Looking through a section filled with decorations, cosmetics, toys and gift opportunities, you find your sought-after purchase. Picking it up, you bring the large box containing the nailcare kit to the shops counter. "Ooo, that’s awesome! I have one at home, and I like to paint my fingernails and tootsie’s bright glossy pink whenever I have a me-day. But, like, there are so many cool options. Like, you could totally cover them in glitter and everything. Plus they have some weirder stuff too, but why would you ever need that when you can get pretty pink ones! Tilly approves of this purchase" Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

"A simple procedure on the surface, but more complex in reality. Though that’s always the case when you’re changing bone structure. At least it’s an effective one ", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Not one we get as much call for, and always a slight shame to do in my opinion, though I don’t create the pricing menu so I’m more than happy to do the procedure. Broadening your shoulders shouldn’t take long, though adding bone mass is always more difficult than removing it. Further, I hear a particularly wide set of shoulders can be appreciated in a more masculine way, or even a more amazonian one, though from my experience the recipients always come out more masculine on the balance". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple on the outside, all I need to do is have you lie down so I can apply this cream to your shoulders and they'll be bigger before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>wait on, already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Naked, you lie down on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places both hands simultaneously on each of your shoulders. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently massages across your shoulders carefully applying the cream as equally as possible, even getting you to turn over a little briefly so he can get to the sides easier. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, and looking down you're sure you notice a more obvious than normal bulge in his pants. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of strawberries, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, a loud cracking sound as they reform and gain bone mass making it clear that it’s taking effect. Still, as you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your shoulders, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but, however, a pleasant diversion from the uncomfortable noises as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, looking down your body you can clearly see that your shoulders look certainly more prominent, changing your body shape significantly and making you appear significantly more masculine. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand, angling it so you can see your shoulders from multiple angles. You can plainly see that your shoulders are now <<checkShoulder>> in appearance, as you try to get a good view of it. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A simple procedure on the surface, but more complex in reality. Though that’s always the case when you’re changing bone structure. At least it’s an effective one ", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Don’t worry, we get a lot of people coming in for these sorts of treatment, smaller shoulder frames are a feminine staple. Additionally, I’ve heard comments that sexual partners find these sorts of change very attractive, lets them much more easily wrap their arms around you". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple on the outside, all I need to do is have you lie down so I can apply this cream to your shoulders and they'll be smaller before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>wait on, already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Naked, you lie down on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places both hands simultaneously on each of your shoulders. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently massages across your shoulders carefully applying the cream as equally as possible, even getting you to turn over a little briefly so he can get to the sides easier. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, and looking down you're sure you notice a more obvious than normal bulge in his pants. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of lemons, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, a loud cracking sound as they reform and lose bone mass making it clear that it’s taking effect. Still, as you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your shoulders, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but, however, a pleasant diversion from the uncomfortable noises as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, looking down your body you can clearly see that your shoulders look certainly less prominent, changing your body shape significantly and making you appear significantly more feminine. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand, angling it so you can see your shoulders from multiple angles. You can plainly see that your shoulders are now <<checkShoulder>> in appearance, as you try to get a good view of it. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A simple procedure on the surface, but more complex in reality. Though that’s always the case when you’re changing bone structure. At least it’s an effective one ", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Don’t worry, we get a lot of people coming in for these sorts of treatment, larger hips are a feminine staple. Additionally, I’ve heard comments that sexual partners find these sorts of change very attractive, gives them something to hold onto as they say". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple on the outside, all I need to do is have you lie down so I can apply this cream to your hips and they'll be bigger before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>wait on, already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Naked, you lie down on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places both hands simultaneously on either side of your hip bone. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently massages across your hips carefully applying the cream as equally as possible, even getting you to turn over a little briefly so he can get to the sides easier. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, and looking down you're sure you notice a more obvious than normal bulge in his pants. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of strawberries, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, a loud cracking sound as they reform and gain bone mass making it clear that it’s taking effect. Still, as you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your hips, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but, however, a pleasant diversion from the uncomfortable noises as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, looking down your body you can clearly see that your hips look certainly broader, changing your body shape significantly and making you appear significantly more feminine. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand, angling it so you can see your hips from multiple angles. You can plainly see that your hips are now <<checkHip>> in appearance, as you try to get a good view of it. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A simple procedure on the surface, but more complex in reality. Though that’s always the case when you’re changing bone structure. At least it’s an effective one ", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Not one we get as much call for, and always a slight shame to do in my opinion, though I don’t create the pricing menu so I’m more than happy to do the procedure. Shrinking down your hips shouldn’t take long, and reducing the bone mass is always easier than adding to it. Further, I hear small hips can be appreciated in a more masculine way, or even a more waifish one, though from my experience the recipients always come out more masculine on the balance". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple on the outside, all I need to do is have you lie down so I can apply this cream to your hips and they'll be smaller before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>wait on, already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Naked, you lie down on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff places both hands simultaneously on either side of your hip bone. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently massages across your hips carefully applying the cream as equally as possible, even getting you to turn over a little briefly so he can get to the sides easier. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of lemons, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, a loud cracking sound as they reform and loose bone mass making it clear that it’s taking effect. Still, as you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your hips, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but, however, a pleasant diversion from the uncomfortable noises as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, looking down your body you can clearly see that your hips look smaller and less prominent, changing your body shape significantly and making you appear significantly more masculine. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand, angling it so you can see your hips from multiple angles. You can plainly see that your hips are now <<checkHip>> in appearance, as you try to get a good view of it. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

<<set $fingerNails.sparkle = false>><<set $fingerNails.glow = false>>Opening your 'The Repurposing Center' branded nailcare kit, you look at the wide array of different paints and nailcare solutions, selecting the set that are more associated with finger nails. A set of instructions guide you in how to apply the 'quick change' solutions within. A side compartment offers you the ability to mix your own colours, and to use them to create new finger nails. <hr> Finger Nail Menu: Colour selection: <table><tr><td>Clear</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.colour" "clear">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Red</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.colour" "red">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Blue</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.colour" "blue">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Green</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.colour" "green">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Black</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.colour" "black">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>White</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.colour" "white">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Purple</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.colour" "purple">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Yellow</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.colour" "yellow">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Orange</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.colour" "orange">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Pink</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.colour" "pink">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Gold</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.colour" "gold">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Silver</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.colour" "silver">></td> </tr></table> Type Selection: <table> <tr> <td>Un-manicured</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.type" "0">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Manicured</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.type" "1">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Long manicured</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.type" "2">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Extremely long manicured</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.type" "3">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Un-manicured finger nails with hidden retractable claws</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.type" "4">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Manicured finger nails with hidden retractable claws</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.type" "5">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Long manicured finger nails with hidden retractable claws</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.type" "6">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Extremely long manicured finger nails with hidden retractable claws</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.type" "7">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Retractable feline claws</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.type" "8">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Canine claws</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.type" "9">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Talons</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$fingerNails.type" "10">></td> </tr> </table> Extra’s: <table> <tr> <td>Apply glitter</td><td></td><td><<checkbox "$fingerNails.sparkle" false true>></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Apply glow in the dark paint</td><td></td><td><<checkbox "$fingerNails.glow" false true>></td> </tr> </table> <<button [[Apply Finger Nail Selection|Wardrobe & Makeup Finger Nail Application]]>><</button>> <<return "Cancel Procedure">>

Selecting a set of $fingerNails.colour nail polish, you put all of the supplies to one side before reading through the instructions on proper application. After you’re sure you know the proper method, you get ready to give yourself a manicure. Taking a seat on your bed, you slowly and meticulously start to paint your finger nails with the miniature brush, the whole experience rather relaxing. The first nail covered in the $fingerNails.colour polish, you’re rather surprised to notice that the mixture seems to dry out remarkably quickly, the facility produced paint setting in place almost instantly. Even better, it seems to smooth itself out without the need from precision on your part, looking even to the point of perfection. Smiling, you carry on the process, painting up all your remaining fingernails, swapping the brush between your hands halfway through for obvious reasons. The maincure now applied, you look at your reflection in your wardrobes mirror. Clearly, you can see that you now have <<checkFNailLong>>, everything having set instantly due to the high-tech nail care kit’s contents. Cleaning up, you reseal the nail polish bottles and various solutions, putting away the rest of your extensive nail care collection and re-shelving it in your wardrobe. Your new manicure applied, you [[return to looking at your wardrobe and makeup supplies|Wardrobe & Makeup]].

<<set $toeNails.sparkle = false>><<set $toeNails.glow = false>>Opening your 'The Repurposing Center' branded nailcare kit, you look at the wide array of different paints and nailcare solutions, selecting the set that are more associated with toe nails. A set of instructions guide you in how to apply the 'quick change' solutions within. A side compartment offers you the ability to mix your own colours, and to use them to create new toe nails. <hr> Toe Nail Menu: Colour selection: <table><tr><td>Clear</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.colour" "clear">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Red</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.colour" "red">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Blue</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.colour" "blue">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Green</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.colour" "green">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Black</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.colour" "black">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>White</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.colour" "white">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Purple</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.colour" "purple">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Yellow</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.colour" "yellow">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Orange</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.colour" "orange">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Pink</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.colour" "pink">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Gold</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.colour" "gold">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Silver</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.colour" "silver">></td> </tr></table> Type Selection: <table> <tr> <td>Un-manicured</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.type" "0">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Manicured</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.type" "1">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Long manicured</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.type" "2">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Extremely long manicured</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.type" "3">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Un-manicured toe nails with hidden retractable claws</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.type" "4">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Manicured toe nails with hidden retractable claws</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.type" "5">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Long manicured toe nails with hidden retractable claws</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.type" "6">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Extremely long manicured toe nails with hidden retractable claws</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.type" "7">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Retractable feline claws</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.type" "8">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Canine claws</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.type" "9">></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Talons</td><td></td><td><<radiobutton "$toeNails.type" "10">></td> </tr> </table> Extra’s: <table> <tr> <td>Apply glitter</td><td></td><td><<checkbox "$toeNails.sparkle" false true>></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Apply glow in the dark paint</td><td></td><td><<checkbox "$toeNails.glow" false true>></td> </tr> </table> <<button [[Apply Toe Nail Selection|Wardrobe & Makeup Toe Nail Application]]>><</button>> <<return "Cancel Procedure">>

Selecting a set of $toeNails.colour nail polish, you put all of the supplies to one side before reading through the instructions on proper application. After you’re sure you know the proper method, you get ready to give yourself a pedicure. Taking a seat on your bed, you reach down, slowly and meticulously starting to paint your toe nails with the miniature brush, the whole experience rather relaxing. The first nail covered in the $toeNails.colour polish, you’re rather surprised to notice that the mixture seems to dry out remarkably quickly, the facility produced paint setting in place almost instantly. Even better, it seems to smooth itself out without the need from precision on your part, looking even to the point of perfection. Smiling, you carry on the process, painting up all your remaining toe nails. The pedicure now applied, you look at your reflection in your wardrobes mirror. Clearly, you can see that now have <<checkTNailLong>>, everything having set instantly due to the high-tech nail care kit’s contents. Cleaning up, you reseal the nail polish bottles and various solutions, putting away the rest of your extensive nail care collection and re-shelving it in your wardrobe. Your new pedicure applied, you [[return to looking at your wardrobe and makeup supplies|Wardrobe & Makeup]].

Thinking over the offer Vincent previously made you, you decide to check it out a little further, asking Jasmine, "Hey. I know that you’re pretty close with him, could you help me get in touch with that Vincent guy again?". Literally jumping with joy, the fox-girl proprietor giggles, "That’s awesome! I knew you two would hit it off. Like, sure, I’ll call him for you straight away. I’ve got a full terminal in the back room, it’ll let you properly tele-conference and give you two some privacy, wink-wink", her bubbly tone slowing down slightly as she adds more seriously, "Uncle Vincent is a really good guy, please don’t mess him around. I hear he’s really good at what he does too, you know. So, like, I totally hope you enjoy doing whatever you have planned together, he’ll make an amazing sponsor if you let him. Plus, if you ended up owned by him at some point, then you could come with him when he visits me and we could hang out and stuff", the giggles breaking out once more as she leads you into the back room, Jasmine daydreaming about how you could have sleepovers together if you ended up as Vincent’s property. Pressed into a comfy armchair sitting in front of a large computer screen within the fancy and rather trendy looking back room, Jasmine momentarily messes about with the keyboard causing the display to come to life. Flicking through her programs, her computers background a pin-up model cat-girl posing sexily keeping you company, she eventually stops on a video conferencing software, selecting, "Uncle Vincent", from the list. After a brief interlude featuring a cartoon phone shaking back and forth, an image of Vincent, his thick silver hair pulled back into a long ponytail, fills the screen. Seemingly sitting in his own armchair, though a far more traditional wooden affair, you catch the sight of large ornate bookshelves and a intricate stone fireplace within the huge room behind him. Meanwhile, the man himself is wearing another waistcoat, shirt and tweed suit combo, his moustache as ever waxed to perfection. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentLarge.png]]</div>Grinning from ear to ear, he chortles, "Well my dear Jaz, I was already over the moon about getting a call from you, but I also see you have also have wonderful company, so my joy is only increased", his obvious good mood infectious. Taking a second to turn his attention to solely the fox-girl store-owner, Vincent Adds, "I’m guessing that this call is for other reasons, which I hope we’ll soon attend to, but I do have a little favour Jaz if you’ll indulge me. You see, the Cavanagh’s have sent their puppy-girl Pixy over to me for a quick follow up training session. Nothing too taxing, they wanted her fetch trained for grouse hunting season, along with some obedience training tune-ups which I honestly don’t think she needs. Anyway, to cut a long story short I think she could do with some sight and smell based modifications to help in this, she’s cute as a button but not very perceptive in my opinion. Thankfully, her owners have given my carte blanche to do pick out whatever she needs and they don’t particularly care about the budget. If you could give her a look over, select something safe and compatible, then you’d be my saviour Jaz. You know how much I dither when picking these …". "Uncle Vincent, we’ll talk about that later. But, sure, of course I’ll help. Just bring Pixy back around and I’ll give her another look over. Like, it’ll be nice to see her again, see how that cute tail she got has settled in, but you’ve got someone important to talk to here who probably doesn’t want to sit around while we talk business", lectures Jasmine in return, her expression light-hearted but determined, "I’ll call you back in an hour, now you get to sealing the deal with $firstName. I know you’ve got it in you, you old dog you", she finishes with a wink to him then you, leaving the otherwise refined gentleman blushing as she exits back into her shop. "Euh, hello $firstName. I hope that my dear Jasmine hasn’t said anything to make our conversation too awkward. She teases but she means well. In fact, I’m hoping that you calling me means that you’re interested in talking more about the deal I offered you?", Vincent inquires, trying his hardest to move past Jasmines parting comments. Nodding you respond, "I was interested to hear more about the offer at least, if that’d be okay?", curious to hear exactly what the terms would be if you were to accept him as your sponsor. "Completely understandable", he starts, searching around his jacket pocket for a small notebook which he flips open before continuing, "Well, I’d like to be your sponsor, which would be mean taking part in shaping your training at the facility. I don’t often do so, but I’ve been known in the past to take on trainees to teach the finer aspects of pet-play, and to work with them until they become beloved pets for their future owners. I’m unsure how well I described the whole thing earlier, but pet-play is all about the submissive, that would be you in this instance, taking on the role-play behaviour of a pet. What pet exactly is something we’d work on further down the line, but for now the important parts are the pet and owner dynamic. In fact, think of it this way, with the way most people treat and adore their pets wouldn’t you rather be considered as such than some throw away toy that slaves all too often end up as". "Anyway, my role would be to help train you during your stay in the facility, giving you activities to work on to help you. There may also be a sexual element to matters, though I’ll take into account both your consent and your interests whenever such matters come up. Then, at the end of your stay, I’d do my best to put you in front of perspective buyers who were looking for a slave like yourself. Trust me, especially given the difficulty in properly pet-play training a submissive, there’s a large market for those skills, and a wealthy clientele who are willing to kingdom come and back for the chance to own them. Further, if we hit it off, then maybe you’d like to stay with me when this is all over, though I don’t wish to apply any pressure on you with such decisions, honestly I prefer to train the willing, it’s far more rewarding for both parties". "In exchange for your allowance of my participation in your training, I’d be willing to have you sent three thousand G.G.P to help cover your expenses within the facility, along with providing both my support and further help in exchange for your good behaviour. You would, however, be required to be on your most tip top behaviour. I warn you now, if you’re under my training I’m happy devote a lot of time and patience to a fledgling pet who’s trying, but if you’re disobedient I’ll have no choice but to suggest for you to be put into immediate sale, likely ending up with an owner who is stricter and less diligent with your care. But, with that nastiness out of the way, and it truly is something I hope never to happen, I believe that has covered just about everything. I do hope you take me up on this opportunity, as I honestly think it could do you and your future a world of good, and I don’t say that lightly $firstName". His speech coming to an end, the warm gaze of the silver haired Lord lands back upon you, waiting with bated breath for a response. "Please can I have just a moment to think all of that over?", you ask back, to which you receive and effusive nod, Vincent clearly happy for you to take all the time you need to mull over his proposal. Thinking you wonder what it would be like being trained as a pet. In some respects, you guess that’s already the aim of the facility, teaching you to be a good sexual plaything to be owned by some perspective bidder down the line, however, you have the feeling that being this sort of pet would be more demanding. Further, you also figure it could be pretty embarrassing to be treated like an animal, though if you’re going to be taken care of, especially by some rich and diligent owner who appreciates you more as a result, then maybe it could be worth it. Plus, Vincent seems a pretty nice and upfront guy, and he’s obviously both wealthy and well-connected, so having him on your side could really help you out a lot. Realizing that you probably should say something by now, you get ready to give your response. Do you: [[Accept Vincent’s offer for him to train you in pet-play|Fur Life Vincent Trainer Accept][$ggp += 3000]] [[Decline Vincent’s offer for him to train you in pet-play|Fur Life Vincent Trainer Decline]]

Coming to a decision, the offer of money and support too good to turn down, the idea of being a beloved pet strangely appealing, you respond, "Hey. Yeah, Vincent, that all sounds wonderful. If it’s okay with you then I’d really like for you to be my sponsor". Looking on top of the world, Vincent practically jumps out of his seat. With a smile that melts your heart, the silver-haired lord cheerily announces, "Really? This isn’t a joke, you’re truly willing for me to be your sponsor. That’s splendid! I’ll get everything sorted right away", his eyes trailing back to the small hardback notebook he was reading from earlier. <<if $petPlayTrainer>>"Oh, that’s strange. It seems as if there’s been some sort of error. That’s all I can think it is anyway. Unless … well, maybe it’s possible, but that would be a coincidence to say the least. According to my notes it looks as if the facility has already lined me up to work with you in the capacity of trainer and sponsor. This is more than a little embarrassing I must admit", Vincent explains, his eyes darting back and forth between the pages as he runs his hand across his scalp in confusion, "You see, the executives have a standing agreement with me to highlight highly compatible trainees, those they think would be extremely well-suited to engaging in pet-play on a more full-time basis, and then I gain the direct option to train them. After meeting you I hadn’t checked my notes, you must understand I only have registration numbers in my notes until I look over the files, something I’m remiss to say I’ve been behind on. But, I usually only train one pet at a time, so it didn’t strike me to check the list to see if you were already on it". Thinking for a moment more, picking up a tumbler of what looks like whiskey from a side table next to his arm chair, the man takes a swig, mulling over what to do. Finally coming to his own decision, he remarks, "Guess this is kismet then. You know, fate. Not only did I spot that spark of potential in you, but so did the executives at the facility. In some respects I guess it makes this whole agreement part superfluous, though I will say I’m certainly glad to hear that you’re a willing participant in my training regimen. However, I’m still a man of my word, and I’ll still be sending you over that 3000 G.G.P to cover your expenses. I don’t normally hand over as much to those I’ve been sprung onto by the board, but for you I’ll make an exception. I’ll make a great pet of you yet, especially if this is a sign to go by, that I promise!".<<else>><<set $petPlayTrainer = true>>"Well then, everything seems to be in order here. I’ll still need to send off the details, and make a few phone calls too, but everything should be smoothed out within a couple of hours at most. I have friends on the board, and a standing agreement for allowance to train basically anyone I wish to, so I can’t foresee any issues arising. I just need to get the 3000 G.G.P added onto your account and then I think that’s just above everything", Vincent explains, continuing to flip through his notes.<</if>> "So, $firstName. My plans are to pay you a visit within the next few days. After which, I’ll be staying around the facility until you’re either coming home with me, or you’re going on sale to an appropriate owner. I’ll try and ease you in slowly at first. No need, to scare you half to death by going in too hard. But, we’ll have to progress relatively quickly, given your somewhat limited stay. I’ll have you eating out of the palm of my hand in no time, and maybe then some! Oh, don’t worry $firstName, you’ll love every moment of it I can already tell. In the meantime, you should give a thought to what sort of pet you’d like to be. It’s still very much early days, but the question of whether you wish to be; a loyal little pup, an elegant pony, a cherished kitten, a sweet-as-a-button bunny, or maybe even something more obscure, still hangs in the air. The point is that it’s something to keep in mind, and to also have some fun with. After all, it’s important for both master and pet to enjoy their time together", the expensively-dressed man offers merrily, clearly over the moon at your decision. Seeing that Vincent seems rather busy, especially with everything he now needs to arrange, you tell him, "I’ll see you soon then", waving back at your new sponsor through the screen as he starts going through a stack of papers. Waving back slightly distractedly, although certainly no less excited than when you accepted his offer, Vincent strokes his well-groomed moustache in thought. Looking back up from his notes, he cheerily nods, "Indeed! Talk to you later $firstName, I can’t wait to start your training my fledgling pet!", Vincent giving you his own effusive wave before cancelling his side of the call. Wondering if you made the correct choice in letting him be your new trainer and sponsor, especially given how much money and help he was offering you to let him do so, you realize that there’s no point in worrying now that the deal is made. Still, he seems like a good guy, and you don’t get the impression that he plans to abuse his position, so it’s probably going to work out pretty well as long as you put the effort in. Not sure how to turn off the computer system, you get up and head back into the front of the store, passing by Jasmine and the counter. As you brush past the furry beauty, she smiles brightly, "So, spill, how did it go? Are you and Uncle Vincent planning to do the horizontal tango?", the way she cuts straight to the point in a teasing tone making you feel more than a little embarrassed. "Well, I um, I don’t know. I’ve accepted him as my sponsor, but we haven’t talked about anything like that. He’s really nice, and he’s said he’d be around to start training me soon", you respond, not really wanting to lock eyes with her as you know she’s likely not done with her good-natured teasing. Jasmine certainly doesn’t seem able to hold herself back from probing about your deal, especially the possible sexual side of it. Taking a second to let you stew over, Jasmine says back to you with a big grin, "That’s awesome! He was super into you! Well, you know, like getting you into pet-play that is. He was like all bragging about how great you are, it was super sweet. I totally think he wants to keep you after the training, which would be the best thing ever! We’d get to hang about all the time, and he’s so nice, and he’d take amazing care of you. <<if $sexualPreference == 2>>On top of that, he’s really cool about the sexual boundaries part, so if you’re not into guys he’d probably try and get you a super sexy other pet to play with for that<<else>>On top of that, he’s supposed to be really good in bed, especially with his pets, so you get loads of awesome sex too<</if>>. That means you’ve got to try really hard to impress him, or else I’ll be totally sad. But, like, that said, anything else I can do for you right now?". Glad that she seems to have finished gushing about your new sponsor, you [[find yourself standing at the counter in front of Jasmine|Fur Life]].

Coming to a decision, not wanting to let this practical stranger have that much power over you, at least for now, you respond, "Hey. I’m sorry Vincent, but I just don’t think your offer is what’s best for me right now. Maybe some other time?". Looking a little downcast, but doing his best to cover it, the silver-haired Lord smiles melancholically, "Of course. Well, it’s obviously a very important decision, and you shouldn’t dive into those on a whim. So … that was very wise of you. A good choice I say, something I might even have recommended you if I was advising you on such an offer from another sponsor", his hand trailing across his scalp in a barely observable tick over his discomfort now that you’ve spurned his offer. "I hope none of this is awkward for you $firstName. I maybe came on rather strong, but that’s only because I think you have a lot of potential within the pet-play scene. And, that I was worried I wouldn’t get another opportunity to propose that to you given your circumstances, that played a part too. If I’ve offended or upset you in any way, then I offer my sincerest apologies", the man offers contritely, looking up at you after eyeing the ground for a while. Not wanting to make the conversation any more uncomfortable than it already is, you say hastily, "No, no everything is fine. You’ve been nothing but friendly. I appreciate that you made the offer", your hands raised as you try and mollify the powerful donor. "Really?", he asks, sounding relieved, even more so when you nod your acknowledgment, "Phew! Thought I’d really put my boot in my mouth over that one. Well, if there’s no faux pas here, then I don’t feel as bad saying that the offer is still completely on the table. If you want to have me as your sponsor, then just give my Jaz a poke and she’ll get you back in touch with me. Until then, good luck!". Vincent abruptly cancelling his side of the call, you wonder if you made the correct choice in turning him down, especially given how much money and help he was offering you. Still, he left the opportunity open, so you could always get in touch with him if you change your mind. Not sure how to turn off the computer system, you get up and head back into the front of the store, passing by Jasmine and the counter. As you brush past the furry beauty, she smiles brightly, "So, spill, how did it go? Are you and Uncle Vincent planning to do the horizontal tango?", the cheeriness on her face only making the situation more awkward. "Well, I um, I turned him down. He’s really nice, but I just need more time to think over his off", you respond, trying your best not to upset her. Sadly, the sadness you spy cross her countenance is all you need to tell you that she was hoping for another answer. Taking a second to compose herself, Jasmine says back to you with a small smile, "That sucks! I hope you didn’t say anything mean to Uncle Vincent, but if it wasn’t going to work it wasn’t going to work. Like, he’s a great guy, so I really hoped you’d both hit it off, but what can you do, huh? Still, so long as you didn’t do anything jerkish to Uncle Vincent, then I’m still cool with you, so don’t worry about it, you know. That said, anything else I can do for you?". Glad that she seems to have bounced back remarkably quickly, you [[find yourself standing at the counter in front of Jasmine|Fur Life]].

<<addToUnderwear "Blue Thong">>You bring the Blue Thong to the shops counter. "They're pretty cute. I mean, everyone looks sexier without underwear, and they certainly could be … you know, less, but they’re still totally do-able. If they were in pink then maybe they’d be full on awesome, but they get the Tilly stamp of approval. Still, won't they just get in the way? They basically cover everything fun, and think how much time you’ll waste taking them off and putting them on. Then again, like, you’ll probably still be sexy in them, so maybe that’s cool" Tilly contemplates with a smile, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "T-Shirt and Pants">>You bring the T-Shirt and Pants to the shops counter. "Ewwwww! Why would you ever want this? It’s ugly, it’s plain, it’s not form-fitting. There’s literally nothing good about it. Plus, with that amount of cash you could get yourself a whole wardrobe of super cute and sexy clothes to help grab a hot catch at the clubs. Like, I have to give you this, as it’s like totally my job. But, like, on a moral standpoint I’d like you to remember that I fought hard for you not to have to wear such a gross outfit" Tilly states with a repulsed frown, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]]

<<set $ggp += 100>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to go get it, you soon realize your efforts are unnecessary as the door whooshes open, a figure silhouetted in the frame. Standing there you see a man in a muted green tweed suit, beneath which you spot, a blue checked waistcoat, muted yellow shirt, and red and yellow striped tie, his outfit making him feel rather overdressed even in comparison to many of the other important people you’ve seen about the facility. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentSmall.png]]</div>Taking a better look at him as he steps inside purposefully but with a hint of trepidation, you spot atop his head a matching tweed flat-cap, his thick silver hair flowing back behind it, tied with an ornate wolf-shaped silver hair tie into a ponytail which reaches his mid back. Further, other than his eyes that are so pale blue that they’re almost silver as well, the man has one of the most exquisite moustaches you’ve ever seen, the waxed tips turned upwards in a mark of remarkable grooming. Of course, you’ve met the man before, as this is obviously Lord Vincent, your sponsor and pet-play trainer. "Hello $firstName, my pet. How does this evening treat you?", he asks you, a warm smile plastered across his face as he approaches. Still not sure how to act around the man, his position of power over you confusing to say the least, you respond, "Hello Mr Vincent, it’s nice to see you again. I’m okay. Is there anything you need from me today?", feeling more than a little awkward. Gesturing towards your bed, the man continues amiably, "Yes, in fact I have a little something planned. If you’ll just take a seat next to me on your bed, then we can begin with today’s lesson my pet", your confusion only building ever higher by the mystery of what’s going to happen next. "Okay", you respond, willing to at least listen to what he has to say, even if you’re not sure whether you’ll be as pleased to hear what the lesson actually comprises of. As such, you tentatively pace your way over, shifting about slightly as you sit to make yourself comfortable. Meanwhile, Vincent himself has already made himself comfortable perched on top of the covers, the opulent and refined member of the gentry looking more than a little comical sat on what is effectively a dorm room bed, almost like some awkward parent visiting their child at university. "Excellent! Thank you dearly for your cooperation today $firstName. You will be rewarded for your good behaviour. Now, the lesson that we’re going to go over in just a moment is one of the most basic in pet-play, indeed today I’ll be introducing you to basic praise and physical contact. But, before you begin to flinch or complain, understand that I’ll only be touching you with my bare hand, and then only upon the top of your head. Effectively I’ll be giving you head pats as they’re sometimes referred to. All you need to do is to sit still and let the petting occur without complaint, you might not think it, but the process does wonders for reducing stress", Vincent finally explains once you’ve settled down, the man immediately reaching over to rest his hand upon your scalp as promised. Interestingly, his hands are rather rough, though not in an unpleasant way, certainly those of someone who is used to working in the outdoors compared to a pampered noble. <<if $submission >= 20>>Not wanting to cause a fuss, especially as the thought of being praised and petted is strangely appealing to you, you respond, "Yes sir", your eyes scrunching together to cover your excitement as you await the start of your head patting session, the humiliation of being pet like a dog making your lust begin to stir.<<elseif $submission >= -20>>Not wanting to cause a fuss, especially over something so small as a few brief hand strokes to your head, you respond, "Okay Mr Vincent", your eyes scrunching together as you try to ignore the embarrassment of how you’re about to be pet like a dog.<<else>>Not willing to get in trouble over something so minor, you grouch through gritted teeth, "Okay … I suppose …", an exasperated sigh escaping your mouth as you scrunch your eyes together, wanting to imagine you’re anywhere else but about to be petted like a dog.<</if>> It’s brief, the relatively large hand of the silver-haired lord softly caressing the top of your scalp in small strokes, but it feels pretty nice<<if $submission < 20>> not that you’d admit it<</if>>. Holding back a murmuring groan as you sink into an incredibly relaxed state almost instantly, you’re actually rather disappointed when after less than a minute his hand retreats, Vincent beginning to stand himself up. So much so, that <<if $submission >= 20>>you let out a small whimper, your big $eyes.colour eyes pleading for him to continue, which at the very least nets you one last pat from your attentive sponsor<<elseif $submission >= -20>>you only just manage to avoid letting out a small whimper, disguising it as a cough, however, as your attentive sponsor catches the look in your eyes, you can tell he’s rather pleased with your reaction<<else>>you accidentally settle into a frowny pout, your momentary desire for the petting to continue obvious enough that your attentive sponsor smiles and gives you a knowing look, though otherwise remains silent about what he spotted <</if>>. Dusting himself off and checking his suit, Vincent finally chimes up, "Well, you did remarkably well today, even if it was only a brief lesson. I think the some of the benefits of the lifestyle are starting to become more apparent to you. I’ll see to it that you’re awarded another 100 G.G.P to help cover your expenses, and to possibly treat yourself a little along the way. As for now, I think it best for me to take my leave for now, and give you the opportunity to recuperate instead. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon", the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly sponsor now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the brief visit that just transpired. Shrugging to yourself, you can’t help but conclude that having a quick stroke on top of the head was kind of nice, especially with how quickly it melted away the stresses of your day. Better yet, it’s not like anyone saw it, and you did make some extra points without having to really do anything, so you can’t really complain, even if it was a tiny bit humiliating. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder to yourself what will happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

Wondering if the predatory administrator could help Mari, your vent dwelling friend, you decide to ask her in as non-committal way as possible, hoping not to let on anything that might get her caught. Trying your best friendly conversational tone, you begin, "Hey. So, I know that you’re not big on the whole helping people thing, but what about if I knew something about someone who really needed help? Like, for example, if someone was stuck in the facility without any identification. Is there anything that such a person could do to get help?", tentatively waiting for her response. Despite everything, you certainly didn’t expect the reaction you receive, the blonde administrator Lianne not even looking up before responding. "Oh, are you talking about Mari? That lovable scamp who lives in the vents down in the industrial works? Is that who you’re referring to in your vague yet oddly specific line of enquiry?", the grin on her face and the amusement in her voice making you gulp nervously as she catches you out instantly. Feeling embarrassed, and more than a little worried about the implications of what she just said, you continue on. "No you’ve got it all wrong. Who? Never heard of her … but, if you were right, how do you know all that?", you ask, her assessment of your interests verging on the precognitive. Shrugging, yet still maintaining the air of superiority, Lianne answers, "Look, it’s cute you think that you can sneak information from me, but do you really think there’s a single thing that goes on in this place that we don’t know about. Especially when it comes to our prize trainees and the people they associate with. We know all your dirty secrets, including what you get up to in the showers when you don’t think anyone’s looking. No, we know all about your pick-pocketing antics, and, how through them you encountered our long-term ‘guest’ Mari. The thing is, my ethical stance, and that of most of the managerial staff, is that it’s not a crime unless someone gets caught. That’s why we don’t rain thunder down upon your ass every time you get up to hijinks and mischief, and why she’s allowed to get away with her actions equally. Also, people tend to like that ragamuffin pickpocket, she’s small and she has the cutest look when she thinks she’s about to get caught, it’s just not worth the hassle collecting her up, not without an official complaint or informant at least". Slightly perturbed over just how power they have over you, especially given their complete lack of scruples, you rub your forehead in irritation. Sighing in exasperation, you nod, "Well I guess that means no to helping me then", ready to change the subject. Instead, the blonde admin looks back at you confused. "What made you think that now? Darling, I thought you understood that when it comes to the administrative staff we’re as corrupt as they come. If you’d like me to help you, then it’s rather obvious that I’d want something back in return, the question stands more as how much you’re willing to bribe me to secure my efforts". Beginning to speak, preparing to ask how much it’ll cost you for her aid, Lianne just shushes you. And, when you try again, all you get is another shushing, this time accompanied by a particularly toothy grin. "I’m not a monster, and seeing as how incapable you are at this, I’m willing to outline the costs without much ado. You see, I quite like what I’ve seen of the poor dear, it takes some real stones to go up against some of the people she’s pickpocketed, and she certainly is skilled. Honestly I feel she’d be well suited to espionage activities, though she’d need some training, some social counselling, oh and a bath … or three. Given the circumstances, I’d be willing to swing things so that she can have a job working for the facility. Just for you, I’ll get her onto the junior management program, and what’s more I’ll do it for you for free. See, I can be nice too" "What’s the catch?", you ask, not understanding her sudden outburst of altruism, and certainly not trusting it. "Sure, sure. Alright. There’s a bit of betting pool in the office, and her coming to work for us, might just so happen to possibly be, what I might or might not have, potentially put my money on. Though, I also think she’d be a good contact to get on my side too, and one of my higher-ups has an interest in securing her too, so it’s not entirely an act of charity on my part. But, if you really want to buy her way out of here, then I suppose I could arrange that for 3000 G.G.P. That would cover my losses, and put her in the position where we could still approach her in the future, so I wouldn’t be too aggrieved by you doing so. You give me bribe, and I’ll get her a new fully functional identity in the system, and make sure that nothing unpleasant from her time here ever blows back on her" Her tone becoming slightly less enthusiastic, she adds, "I’m also required to add, that the price for information leading to the apprehension of a an illegal resident of the facility is 3000 G.G.P upon their capture. Good money, but … and I don’t want to make a habit of trying to be reasonable … you wouldn’t want to do that would you? Even I think that betraying that adorable street urchin would be too much", Lianne explains, waiting for your response. Thinking over what she’s just said, you try and put together exactly what the offers are. It seems, either; you accept for Mari to work for the facility and in turn regain some of her freedom, you pay Lianne 3000 G.G.P and secure Mari’s freedom for her, or if you really wanted to you could accept the 3000 G.G.P to snitch on her though you’re not sure what would happen to her if you did. Mulling things over, you realize that you should probably say something soon, as of all the things Lianne is, patient doesn’t seem to be one of them. Do you: [[Accept the offer for Lianne to get Mari a job|Admin Desk Mari Favour Job][$mariEnding = 4]] <<if $ggp < 3000>>You can’t afford to bribe Lianne to help Mari<<else>>[[Bribe Lianne 3000 G.G.P to help Mari|Admin Desk Mari Favour Pay][$ggp -= 3000; $mariEnding = 3]]<</if>> [[Give Lianne the information on where Mari lives|Admin Desk Complaint Mari Betrayal][if($submission >= -90){$submission -= 10;}else{$submission = -100;}; $ggp += 3000; $mariRemoved = true; $mariEnding = 5; $mariQuestComplete = true]] [[Back out of your inquiry|Admin Desk]]

<<addToInventory "Mari’s identification papers">>Committing yourself to the choice of paying the bribe to help Mari, you tell the administrator, "Okay, I’ll do it, I’ll give you the bribe to help Mari", waiting for her response. Shrugging once more, turning towards her tablet computer, Lianne eventually returns her focus back to you, smiling her usual predatory grin, saying, "All done. Mari is now once again Mari in all government databases. I even padded out her resume a little while I was in there, added a few awards and accolades. Not only is she now the proud owner of a doctorate in sociology and anthropology, but she also has a sparkling set of references from well-placed individuals under the facilities employ who’ll attest to her working as an expert consultant to the planning and policy department here. You’re welcome by the way, I didn’t have to do that, so you better tell everyone how beneficent and magnanimous I am". Meanwhile, a nearby dinging sound, accompanied by a familiar monotone voice announces, "Trainee $firstName has had 3000 G.G.P deducted from their account and sent the wonderful and glamorous Lianne for, bribes", confirming that the transaction is finally complete, albeit in a way that causes you to glare grumpily at the smug woman before you. Still, you are curious about what happens next, and how to prove that your friend is actually safe. "What’s going to happen to her? And, how do I even know that anyone is going to believe any of this?", you ask nervously, not wanting to put such a powerful and outwardly vindictive person in a bad mood. Letting you linger for far too long, enjoying watching you stew over the possibilities, Lianne eventually relents. "Oh … well, she’s free to do whatever she wishes to. If she desires to stay around here, then her new record will offer her all the protection she needs. Understand, with the clearance and employment value I’ve got her recorded as, even if the guards were to find her little home away from home, they’d be running away wetting themselves by the time they finished reading her database entry. Given everything she’s been through, it seems only fair to be honest". "I mean, her story is seriously fucked-up. Suckered in with a legitimate job prospect, then robbed of her ID papers and left to rot within these walls. Probably was some politicians kid being bailed out of here at her expense. Heck, at that point you’re lucky to end up on the trainee program, but she showed some real gumption, it’ll be a shame to see her antics come to an end", the bespectacled administrator explains, the way she speaks making it hard to figure out whether to believe the story she’s spinning you. Though, she does sound almost wistful by the end, so maybe she is being genuine, or at least as genuine as she can muster. "But, how do I prove that she’s safe now to her?", you press, trying to make sure that you legitimately get what you’ve paid for. Thinking for a second, her finger delicately placed on her pouty bottom lip, Lianne concedes, "Sure. I hate to admit that you’re right. But, you are right. She’s going to be twitchy after all this time, and I’m extremely untrustworthy", fiddling about under the counter, she takes a second or two, but eventually comes back up with a wad or papers and assorted plastic cards, "They aren’t necessary given how automated the systems now are, but, here are all the physical versions of her various documentation. Even if you choose not to believe me, these would be sufficient enough to bypass any guard in the facility, except for possibly those at the entrance. Good enough?". Picking the newly deposited packet of identification documents up from the high counter, quickly flicking through them to determine their validity. Not sure entirely what you’re looking for, they do seem legitimate, the stack containing everything from her new birth certificate, to her previously mentioned doctorate that Lianne just produced. Knowing that this is probably the best you’ll get, you answer, "Yeah, this should be fine". Grinning, the cocky administrator pouts jokingly, "Only fine? I suppose I’ll let that one slip. Anyway, our business is now adjourned. Oh, and don’t think about trying to use those documents for yourself. They’re all keyed to Mari, so you’d certainly not get out the facility with them, they’d spot that you’re a trainee before you could say a word. So scoot away, and whilst we’re at it, remember to tell Mari how good I was to you both", her expression giving you the impression that the conversation is now at an end. Deciding not to press matters any further after everything you’ve just heard, you return to your [[conversation with Lianne|Admin Desk]].

<<addToInventory "Mari’s identification papers">>Committing yourself to the choice of accepting the job for Mari, you tell the administrator, "Okay, I’ll do it, I’ll try and talk Mari into taking the job offer", waiting for her response. Shrugging once more, turning towards her tablet computer, Lianne eventually returns her focus back to you, smiling her usual predatory grin, saying, "All done. Mari is now once again Mari in all government databases. I even padded out her resume a little while I was in there, added a few awards and accolades. Not only is she now the proud owner of a doctorate in sociology and anthropology, but she also has a sparkling set of references from well-placed individuals under the facilities employ who’ll attest to her working as an expert consultant to the planning and policy department here. That’ll allow her to take up the position I mentioned before, whilst also protecting her until she does join us. I hope that you’ll also remember to mention how magnanimous I was in all this, establishing valuable contacts is an important part of climbing the ranks of our corporate ladder". Still, you are curious about what happens next, and how to prove that your friend is actually safe, let alone how you’ll sell this all to Mari. "What’s going to happen to her? And, how do I even know that anyone is going to believe any of this?", you ask nervously, not wanting to put such a powerful and outwardly vindictive person in a bad mood. Letting you linger for far too long, enjoying watching you stew over the possibilities, Lianne eventually relents. "Oh … well, she’s free to do whatever she wishes to by and large. If she desires to wait before entering the junior executive training program, which is basically the polite way of saying the corporate espionage apprenticeship, then she has as much time as she needs to ready herself. The only thing that she doesn’t have is clearance to leave the facility. When she finally is ready, she needs to come see me, after which she’ll come under the tutelage of one of the executive board members who has previously shown interest in her. She’ll be extremely well-paid, with a good deal of political power at her disposal. In exchange for that, Mari will be required to infiltrate rival businesses for access to key information, along with a number of similar activities. But, as a show of good faith, until then she’s a free individual under the facilities protection. Understand with the status and employment value I’ve got her recorded as, even if the guards were to find her little home away from home, they’d be running away wetting themselves by the time they finished reading her database entry. Given everything she’s been through, it seems only fair to be honest". "I mean, her story is seriously fucked-up. Suckered in with a legitimate job prospect, then robbed of her ID papers and left to rot within these walls. Probably was some politicians kid being bailed out of here at her expense. Heck, at that point you’re lucky to end up on the trainee program, but she showed some real gumption, it’ll be a shame to see her antics come to an end. Not to mention that she’s not in direct promotion competition with myself, so I’m content with cheering her on", the bespectacled administrator explains, the way she speaks making it hard to figure out whether to believe the story she’s spinning you. Though, she does sound almost wistful by the end, so maybe she is being genuine, or at least as genuine as she can muster. "But, how do I prove that she’s safe now to her?", you press, trying to make sure that you legitimately get what you’ve been offered. Thinking for a second, her finger delicately placed on her pouty bottom lip, Lianne concedes, "Sure. I hate to admit that you’re right. But, you are right. She’s going to be twitchy after all this time, and I’m extremely untrustworthy", fiddling about under the counter, she takes a second or two, but eventually comes back up with a wad or papers and assorted plastic cards, "They aren’t necessary given how automated the systems now are, but, here are all the physical versions of her various documentation. Even if you choose not to believe me, these would be sufficient enough to bypass any guard in the facility, except for those at the entrance, they’ll just drag her in to see us immediately. Good enough?". Picking the newly deposited packet of identification documents up from the high counter, quickly flicking through them to determine their validity. Not sure entirely what you’re looking for, they do seem legitimate, the stack containing everything from her new birth certificate, to her previously mentioned doctorate that Lianne just produced. Knowing that this is probably the best you’ll get, you answer, "Yeah, this should be fine". Grinning, the cocky administrator pouts jokingly, "Only fine? I suppose I’ll let that one slip. Anyway, our business is now adjourned. Oh, and don’t think about trying to use those documents for yourself. They’re all keyed to Mari, so you’d certainly not get out the facility with them, they’d spot that you’re a trainee before you could say a word. So scoot away, and whilst we’re at it, remember to tell Mari how good I was to you both and that I can’t wait to work with her", her expression giving you the impression that the conversation is now at an end. Deciding not to press matters any further after everything you’ve just heard, you return to your [[conversation with Lianne|Admin Desk]].

<<if $inventory.indexOf("Club B Storage key card") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Club B Storage key card">><</if>><<removeFromInventory "Mari’s identification papers">><<addToMidShelf "Mari’s thank you card">>Not sure how to broach the subject of your success, you decide to test the waters first, saying to Mari, "Hey … Mari. We talked about maybe trying to find you a way out of the facility before, right?", uncertain how she’s going to take what you have to say next. <<if $mariABDL>>In response, her face dirty scrunches up as if she’d just eaten a lemon. "No talk about that. You’re too little", her tone making it clear that she considers that topic out of bounds, her eyes clearly concerned that you’ll get into trouble that you’re too childish to handle.<<else>>In response, her dirty face is countenanced in extreme confusion, the shy vent-dweller clearly not sure what to make of the topic either. Instead, she just responds, "Yes? But too dangerous", her eyes clearly showing concern that you’ll get into some serious trouble if you try to help her. Of course, little does she know that you’ve already succeeded in finding her an escape.<</if>> "Well …", you start, taking out the identification papers you gathered on your travels, "… I might have possibly found you a way out. You see, <<if $mariEnding == 1>>I paid Tony B for your identity records back<<elseif $mariEnding == 2>>I managed to take your identity papers back from Tony B, I even used what you taught me to do so<<elseif $mariEnding == 3>>I paid off one of the facility admin’s to get you new identity records<<elseif $mariEnding == 4>>I struck a deal with one of the facility admin’s. In exchange for coming to work for the facility they’ll give you new identity papers<</if>>. I hope it was okay for me to do so". Handing over the papers, Mari looks on with wide-eyed confusion, glancing over them in practically a daze. After a good minute of silence, she eventually stutters, "B..b..but w…why?", the way she quivers in her seated position showing you a clear sign of how shook-up she is by this tumultuous turn-around of circumstances. "Because you’re my friend", you reply earnestly, watching on as she bursts into a flood of tears, snot trailing down her nose which he awkwardly snuffles back up. "I couldn’t just leave you to being stuck here. Eventually something would happen given how this place works, and you really don’t deserve that. So, I did my best to help you and it worked out", you smile, trying to cheer her back up. Pulling you into a effusive hug, the tiny dirt-stained girl quietly manages between the sobs, "Thank … you … I … don’t … know … how … to … make … it … up … to … you …", your shoulder now serving as a make-shift tissue. Which, is probably for the best really, as after everything you went through to get them, you wouldn’t want her to accidentally ruin those identity papers. Hugging her back, running your hand up and down in a massaging motion you coo to her that everything is going to be fine, the enormity of the situation obviously taking its toll on your socially awkward friend. It’s at least a good few minutes later until her sobs turn to a slowing hitched hiccup, Mari unlatching with wide puffy dinner-plate eyes. "I’ll help you all I can", she says with renewed determination, the sincerity present and clear for you to see. "Wait", Mari continues, gesturing to you to stay in place as she moves away slightly. Rummaging within a pile of boxes, her back turned to you, you patiently let her do whatever it is she’s doing, sure that if she considers it important enough to do now, then there’s no sense in interrupting her. It takes a little while, but eventually she turns back to you, now oddly enough with a greetings card in her hands. "For you", she tells you quietly as she places it into your grasp, a nervous hitch still in her voice. "Thank you", you say in return, looking over the gifted card as you do. The glossy card itself seems to be of an open field, horses roaming in the background. It’s a bright and cheerful image, and after your previous interactions with the girl you get the impression she was likely keeping it around for the photo. Inside, however, you can see a scribbled message, her hand writing sloppy but mostly legible. It reads; <hr>Dear $firstName I honestly don’t know how to thank you. I’ve been stuck here so long that I didn’t ever think I’d find my way out. <<if $mairEnding == 4>>Even if I have to work for the facility, it’s much better than the what could have happened<<else>>You took so many risks, and managed to completely free me in the process<</if>>. I might not be able to do much, but I’ll do my best to help you in any way I can for however long you’re still here. You’re my best friend and I’ll never forget your kindness. Thank you Mari<hr> Glad to know how much this means to her, you can’t help but ask, "So, what are your plans now Mari?", curious to what she’ll do with her hard won freedom. Thinking intently in silence, she ponders this for a few seconds before answering with determination, "Staying. Waiting until you’re okay", a small nod accompanying her statement. "After, <<if $mariEnding == 4>>I have to work here. It’s okay though<<else>>I’ll travel. I think. I want to see horses … and trees<</if>>". After that you talk on for a little while longer. Mari slowly tells you more about her plans, reiterating the offer to help you out however she can. You get the impression, especially with all the documentation, that she might be able to get places you can’t, maybe even more than she could previously do with her remarkable skills as a pickpocket. However, after a little while, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive. Getting up from your spot on the floor you [[go back to talking to Mari|Industrial Hub Spend Time With Mari]].

<<addToInventory "R&D Department key card">>Wondering if she can help you out in your plans, you ask Mari, "Hey, Mari. You don’t think you could get me an access card to the R&D department do you? I really need to get into there to help someone", watching on for her response. <<if $mariABDL>>Scrunching her nose, Mari looks at you pleadingly, "Too small. Too dangerous for you", her look obviously one of concern. However, she nods her assent, moving to complete her task<<else>>Looking at little unsure, Mari answers, "Dangerous. But I can", her face clearly filled with concern. Still, she nods her assent, moving to complete her task<</if>>. Scampering off for a good half an hour, you’re starting to get nervous, but just as you’re thinking about whether you should go find her, the sound of Mari clanging through the vents fills your ears. Crawling out of them towards you, a small smile on her face, she approaches you, slipping a plastic card into your hand. Offering only a quiet, "Here", before returning to her sitting spot. Quietly you thank her, slightly apprehensive now that you have the key card in hand. The next stage, infiltrating the R&D Department is sure to be a more difficult and risky task than acquiring the card has been. You wonder if you should leave now, or maybe give her something, but the quiet vent-girl doesn’t seem to do anything different, continuing your conversation, "Be careful. Card won’t last forever. Good luck", finally ushering you to end the conversation. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, now in possession of the key card you need to help Alice, you [[return to chatting with Mari|Industrial Hub Spend Time With Mari]].

<<if $inventory.indexOf("Club B Storage key card") != -1>>Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take a deep breath to psych yourself up before asking the well-connected club owner, "Hey, would it be okay if I asked you for a favour again?". With a flick of his wrist, he signals for the collection of bimbos and bar sluts he’s accumulated to leave, the whole group dissipating without even the slightest hint of questioning. Further, not only does his bodyguard seem to be at a much higher state of alert, but Tony himself seems to be different, as if he’s suddenly become more professional and focused. Smiling with a predatory charm, he asks, "Of course. I’m always happy to do business. Just so long as those I’m willing to help are also willing to offer recompense for my efforts. You tell me what you need, and I’ll tell you how workable your request is. Good for you? If not, then you can hit the road and find someone else to help you. Here’s some free advice, if you can find help elsewhere then they’ll charge you worse than I do, and probably fuck you over five ways to Sunday. At least I’m upfront with it all". Gulping, you nervously say, "It’s about Mari again", not sure whether this was a good move or not. His stolen key card still in your possession. "Look, like I covered last time, I’m a businessman, but I’m not a complete asshole. You know the deal, <<if $bimboJobExhib>>you’ve been good to me, working your pretty ass hard to keep this place on the map, so the offer is 1000 G.G.P. Which is the best deal you’ll ever see<<else>>the offer is 2000 G.G.P. Which is the best deal you’ll ever see<</if>>. That and keeping quiet about my generosity. So, we got a deal?", Tony B offers. Thinking for a moment, you contemplate what the man just said. It sounds like he can legitimately return Mari’s identification information you, but it’s not going to be free. <<if $bimboJobExhib>>1000 G.G.P<<else>>2000 G.G.P<</if>> is a fair amount of points, but it’s not a massive amount at the end of the day. Then again, would it really be reasonable to reward the sketchy club owner after his part in all this? You do have his storage room key card, maybe you could even pull one over on him, though that would probably be very risky. <<elseif visited() > 1>>Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take a deep breath to psych yourself up before asking the well-connected club owner, "Hey, would it be okay if I asked you for a favour again?". With a flick of his wrist, he signals for the collection of bimbos and bar sluts he’s accumulated to leave, the whole group dissipating without even the slightest hint of questioning. Further, not only does his bodyguard seem to be at a much higher state of alert, but Tony himself seems to be different, as if he’s suddenly become more professional and focused. Smiling with a predatory charm, he asks, "Of course. I’m always happy to do business. Just so long as those I’m willing to help are also willing to offer recompense for my efforts. You tell me what you need, and I’ll tell you how workable your request is. Good for you? If not, then you can hit the road and find someone else to help you. Here’s some free advice, if you can find help elsewhere then they’ll charge you worse than I do, and probably fuck you over five ways to Sunday. At least I’m upfront with it all". Gulping, you nervously say, "It’s about Mari again", not sure whether this was a good move or not. His stolen key card still in your possession. "Look, like I covered last time, I’m a businessman, but I’m not a complete asshole. You know the deal, <<if $bimboJobExhib>>you’ve been good to me, working your pretty ass hard to keep this place on the map, so the offer is 1000 G.G.P. Which is the best deal you’ll ever see<<else>>the offer is 2000 G.G.P. Which is the best deal you’ll ever see<</if>>. That and keeping quiet about my generosity. So, we got a deal?", Tony B offers. Thinking for a moment, you contemplate what the man just said. It sounds like he can legitimately return Mari’s identification information you, but it’s not going to be free. <<if $bimboJobExhib>>1000 G.G.P<<else>>2000 G.G.P<</if>> is a fair amount of points, but it’s not a massive amount at the end of the day. Then again, would it really be reasonable to reward the sketchy club owner after his part in all this? He did previously give mention of how the ID’s work, so if you could get into his store room somehow, maybe you could even pull one over on him, though that would probably be very risky.<<else>>Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take a deep breath to psych yourself up before asking the well-connected club owner, "Hey, would it be okay if I asked you for a favour?". With a flick of his wrist, he signals for the collection of bimbos and bar sluts he’s accumulated to leave, the whole group dissipating without even the slightest hint of questioning. Further, not only does his bodyguard seem to be at a much higher state of alert, but Tony himself seems to be different, as if he’s suddenly become more professional and focused. Smiling with a predatory charm, he asks, "Of course. I’m always happy to do business. Just so long as those I’m willing to help are also willing to offer recompense for my efforts. You tell me what you need, and I’ll tell you how workable your request is. Good for you? If not, then you can hit the road and find someone else to help you. Here’s some free advice, if you can find help elsewhere then they’ll charge you worse than I do, and probably fuck you over five ways to Sunday. At least I’m upfront with it all". Gulping, you nervously say, "I’ve got a friend who needs a new ID setup. Her names Mari", not sure whether this was a good move or not. "Wait! What mate? Mari … Mari … Mari. Why does that name ring a bell? Wait, you’re looking for an ID for someone named Mari, so this Mari doesn’t have an ID right? Oh, shit. Guess this is one of those … what do you call them … coincidences. I bought an ID purloined from a gal named Mari a couple of years back, had a guy who used to bring me scammed accounts to sell on. But, fuck, that would mean she’s been fucking around in the facility for at least a couple of years now. That’s … well fuck, how does someone even manage that?", answers the lewd man, his volume trailing off into an uncharacteristically quiet tone. Seemingly in deep thought over the matter, he even pulls out a key card from his pocket, twiddling it around absentmindedly. "Look, I’m a businessman, but I’m not a complete asshole. I normally charge a fortune for this kind of thing, but seeing as she’s the original owner I can cut you a big discount. But, you don’t speak a word to anyone that I’m cutting you such a deal, understood? <<if $bimboJobExhib>>You’ve been good to me toots, working your pretty ass hard to keep this place on the map, so here’s the offer. 1000 G.G.P, which is the best deal you’ll ever see. If you were coming in here looking for something like this normally I’d be charging a couple of mil plus, so this is one of those deal-of-a-lifetime sort of deals<<else>>You seem to have a good head on your shoulders, so here’s the offer. 2000 G.G.P, which is the best deal you’ll ever see. If you were coming in here looking for something like this normally you’d be looking at a bill of at least a couple of mil, so this is basically cost for what I paid the chump for it<</if>>. So, we got a deal?", Tony B offers. Not sure if you buy his offer, you question, "Alright, but how do I know that this is legitimate. And, if I do get it, can you spell out what you’re offering, just so I know exactly what’s on the table", trying to assure yourself that he’s not planning on screwing you over too somehow in this. Sighing, With his slapped against his forehead, the card he was playing with earlier still in his grasp, he answers in an exasperated tone, "Typical right? I try and do you a favour and you’re all questions and suspicion. You pay me, in exchange I’ll head into my store room, grab the papers and the ID cards. I’ve got a machine back there that’ll reactivate her accounts and everything. In fact, cause she’s the same owner all I gotta do is slip it through the machine to turn it back on. There’s a few new things attached to her ID these days, extra clearance, a new bank account with some cash in, etc. Standard setup for when we arrange these sort of stuff for people, but everything else is just how she left it. That good enough for you, or do you want a guided tour of my underwear drawer whilst you’re at it? So, we got a deal or not?", he finishes, repocketing the aforementioned card. Thinking for a moment, you contemplate what the man just said. It sounds like he can legitimately return Mari’s identification information you, but it’s not going to be free. <<if $bimboJobExhib>>1000 G.G.P<<else>>2000 G.G.P<</if>> is a fair amount of points, but it’s not a massive amount at the end of the day. Then again, would it really be reasonable to reward the sketchy club owner after his part in all this? He did give mention how the ID’s work, so if you could get into his store room somehow, maybe you could even pull one over on him, though that would probably be very risky.<</if>> Do you: <<if $bimboJobExhib>><<if $ggp <1000>>You don’t have enough G.G.P to take Tony B up on his offer<<else>>[[Take Tony B up on his offer|Club B Tony B Mari Favour Pay][$mariEnding = 1; $ggp -= 1000]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <2000>>You don’t have enough G.G.P to take Tony B up on his offer<<else>>[[Take Tony B up on his offer|Club B Tony B Mari Favour Pay][$mariEnding = 1; $ggp -= 2000]]<</if>><</if>><<if $inventory.indexOf("Club B Storage key card") == -1>> [[Try to steal the key card|Club B Tony B Mari Favour Steal]]<</if>> [[Return to talking with Tony B|Club B Spend Time With Tony B]]

<<addToInventory "Mari’s identification papers">>Not wanting to prolong Mari’s captivity any longer, you can’t resist taking the club owner up on his offer. Nodding resolutely, you answer, "Deal. It’s worth it". "That’s fucking-A! It always makes me feel warm and tingly when I help someone out, and this time it’s even relatively legit. I’ll get her sorted within the hour, like I promised. I’ve just had the funds processed, and one of my guys is bringing you the papers, after that we’re square, no complaints, no nothing", laughs the sleazy man. Funnily enough, whilst you strongly believe him over the money situation, he doesn’t say a word or call anyone over to process it. "Okay, sure", you offer, curious to how he’s managed to do all this without instructing anyone. But, true to his word only a few minutes later a large bald man in a suit walks over to him, handing him a clear folder full of papers and identification cards, the whole matter done in complete silence. Slapping his knees in excitement after briefly looking the folder over, Tony B throws it down on the table in front of you before blurting out, "So, there they are. Every little shred of data, from social media accounts, to social security ones. She’ll probably have a few more degrees than before, and we always jam some work experience with some dodgy departments in facility on there for good measure, but everything else is the same right down to the old passwords. She’ll be fine, and shouldn’t have any issues if security pull her over. Heck, she probably has better clearance than the guests at least with this baby. But, that’s it", giving one last moment of thought, he adds, "Oh, one thing. Part of the reason they’re so cheap is because she doesn’t have any of the crap they put in you guys when you get processed. That’s the killer when it comes to getting out. What I’m saying is, you try and use those papers to flee and they’ll do shit for yah, so don’t even try". Waving back over his floozies he adds, "That all?", drink already back in hand. Shaking your head, you pick up the identification documents, ready to return them back to their owner. Finished with your deal, you [[return to talking with Tony B|Club B Spend Time With Tony B]].

<<if !$pickPocketingTrait>><<set $mariQuestCaught = true>><</if>><<addToInventory "Club B Storage key card">>Not wanting to pay the man after all the trouble he’s caused Mari, you come up with an idea. Nodding resolutely, more to yourself than anything, you answer, "I’m not sure if I’ve got the money for that. Sorry, can I get a drink and think it over?". Shrugging, Tony B just gestures you towards an expensive looking vodka bottle on the table, handing you over a glass from a shelf behind him. Cogs whirring in your mind, you reach out and take the glass, ‘clumsily’ knocking over the expensive bottle of spirits in the process. Vodka rushing out across the table, in particular towards Tony, the crude man jumps up, shouting, "What the fuck mate! You’re spilling the booze everywhere! Don’t just stare, grab a fucking napkin or something!", clearly irritated over your mess. Everything going as you hoped, you do as he commands, grabbing a paper napkin from under one of the drinks left by his entourage before you started talking. Sounding as apologetic as you can muster, you reply, "Sorry Tony, I didn’t mean to make any trouble for you. I was just lost in thought, I can pay for the vodka if you need me to? I’m not sure how much it cost, but … look I’m really sorry". Meanwhile, as you pepper him with apologies, you put the real part of your plan into motion. Getting up, you approach the man, standing the bottle back up as you do, not wanting to cause anymore spillage. Putting on a contrite expression, not hard given how menacing Tony looks in his annoyance, you begin dabbing the wet spots on his suit, drying him up. However, your real intention is to grab that card, everything else a distraction. <<if $pickPocketingTrait>>Using the skills that Mari taught you, you slip your hand into his jacket pocket, pretending that you’re just trying to adjust his suit to better clean the vodka off. Your hand wrapped around the small plastic card, in an expert manoeuvre you pull it out just as you pull back the napkin, hiding it within so he doesn’t spot what you’re doing<<else>>Trying your best, you slip your hand into his jacket pocket as he rants about all this, especially mentioning how expensive his suit is. Your hand colliding with the key card you’re actively searching for, you quickly pull it out and palm it, hoping you’re not spotted. Tony doesn’t make any mention of what you’re doing, but your heart stops for a moment as you’re sure you’ve been caught, his eyes glancing down at his jacket as you pull the card away<</if>>. "Look, you’re being pathetic. I’m a big boy, I’m not going to have someone beat the crap out of you over a bottle of vodka. So, sit down. Get yourself a drink if you want one, preferably without spilling it on me this time. And, stop with all the … this", Tony gestures at the wet patch on his suit, shooing you away from him and back to your seat. "Okay Tony", you answer quietly, a loud sigh accompanying emanating from the man as you do so. Waving back over his floozies he adds, "That all?", drink already back in hand. Shaking your head, you carefully hide the key card in your hand, trying your best to not let on that you’ve done anything. Slightly nervous, you momentarily contemplate what the next stage of your plan will entail. Finished with your deal, you [[return to talking with Tony B|Club B Spend Time With Tony B]].

<<removeFromInventory "Club B Storage key card">>Deciding that now is as good as any other time, you cautiously case the club, trying to figure out which room the key card you acquired goes to. Thankfully, there aren’t many routes out of the main chamber of the club, and even better the majority of the staff are ditzy bimbo’s, unlikely to realize that anything is up if they do discover you somewhere you shouldn’t be. Waiting a few minutes for all of the suited hulks who you recognize to be congregated around their sleazy boss, you make use of the opportunity, slipping down the nearest corridor. Surprisingly, there are a lot of doors, though once again to your luck they largely seem well-labelled, possibly another side-effect of having so many spaced-out airheads working here. Rooms such as the, "The Happy Room", and , "Laboratory", do catch your attention, but as they aren’t where you need to be you quickly dismiss them as strange and walk on. Wracking your brain, you remember Tony saying he had everything you were looking for in his storage room, so you wander around looking for exactly that. Happily, it isn’t much longer until you come to a door clearly marked as, "Club B Storage", a handy card reader next to it giving you all the hint you needed to inspect it further. Getting the purloined key card out, you’re just about to try it out, it’s only then that you hear a cheery voice come from behind you. "Heeyyyy! Like, you’re totally cute and stuff, but should you be back here?", she asks, a tiny big-breasted blonde wearing very little being the source of the questioning. Trying to play it cool, you tell her, "No, I’m totally supposed to be back here. I’m … uh … I’m here to fix the … the heating?", your statements coming out nowhere near as confident as you’d intended. However, the jiggling blonde either doesn’t care or doesn’t spot your duplicity, leaving a, "Okey-dokey! Come find me on your break if you want a little pick-me-up", her giggle trailing away to nothing as she skips past you. Wiping your brow, your heart pulsing after how close things were back there, you try the key card. A metallic ping indicating success and allowing you to quickly enter the storage room. Glad to be out of the hallway where you could more easily be spotted, you take in your new surroundings, the room rather bland compared to everything else you’ve seen. Thick metal walls, all shiny, clean and chrome are the most visible feature, though the room also contains a large complex looking computer terminal and a filing cabinet beside it, a rank of safes built into one of the walls but completely outside of your abilities to do anything with. Figuring that the filing cabinet is probably what you’re looking for, you investigate further, finding that the contents are all folders, kept in alphabetical order. It takes a moment or two, but you soon find one clearly labelled, "Mari", a preliminary reading of the front page giving you the impression that this is likely the one you’re looking for, especially given that there’s not another Mari file. As such, you open up the packet, rifling through the contents in an attempt to uncover what the next step is, suspecting that it’s likely to involve the strange computer setup standing next to you.<<if !$mariQuestCaught>> Though, finding a small hand written note within, your heart momentarily drops as you see that it’s addressed to you. Gulping back your nerves, you flick it open, reading it quickly as if it might bite you if you took too long. It reads; <hr>Hey $firstName, I see that you’ve managed to make-off with one of my key cards. Normally I’d be pissed, but seeing as if you’re reading this note you’re attempting to steal Mari’s identity kit from me, I’ll let it slide this once. Heck, I had to check back on the security cams eight times before I caught onto what happened. You got me good, and next time I won’t get chumped that easily. But, you caught me out, and the trouble of making an example of you isn’t worth it over that sort of pocket change, so as long as you never mention this to anyone, you’ll get out of this with everything intact, understood? Your old pal, Tony B<hr> Feeling like you might throw up with all the tension, you fold away the note and put it back into the folder, the sensation of your life rushing past you making you light headed. Not wanting to dawdle after being given an out by the man you’re screwing over today, you quickly refocus back onto the task at hand.<</if>> Five minutes and a bit of trial and error later, you think you have a hang of what you need to do, recognizing that you’ll probably need to run the ID cards through the card reader on the device, especially the otherwise blank one with, "Mari", scribbled across it in permanent marker. So, doing as planned, you pass the plastic cards one by one through the machine, the only indicator that anything at all is happening being a slight ding each time. Still, its good enough for you, confident that even if the cards aren’t one hundred percent in working order, enough documentation exists to cover all that Mari needs. <<if $mariQuestCaught>>Mari’s identification documents finally retrieved, you stride towards the exit. Sadly, the worse-case scenario seems to have played out, as audibly gulping you spot [[a dark figure silhouetted within the doorframe|Club B Mari Quest Caught]].<<else>><<addToInventory "Mari’s identification papers">>Mari’s identification documents finally retrieved, you lock the door behind you as you leave, [[returning to the Club B main room|Club B]].<</if>>

"Well, well, well, who do we have here? Dipping their hand in the fucking cookie jar, despite my hospitality none-the-less. $firstName, I thought you knew better than to screw about with my business here. I offered you a top deal, and you spit on my outstretched hand. Just … fuck, bad move there", sighs the obnoxious and sadly familiar tone of Tony B, an additional two figures moving in behind him, their bodies so large they entirely block all vision of anything beyond the doorway. Putting your hands up in front of you in an attempt to mollify him, you quickly think up all your options. Despite your best efforts, you can’t think of any way out of this short of pleading with the dodgy businessman and hoping he’s willing to make a deal with. So, trying to affect a calming cadence, you answer, "Look, Tony, you caught me. I’m sorry, I took my chances because I thought it was a better way to do things, but I was obviously wrong. Maybe there’s something we could do to smooth this over? You need people to work for you? Or, I could pay you all the points I have, more points than that even?", though from his stony expression you don’t think you’re getting through to him. Taking a few steps closer to you, flanked by his men who are like a wall of flesh and muscle, even more rolling in behind them, Tony shakes his head. "Come on, you think that’s enough? I’ve got a reputation, and sadly you were way too clumsy in your attempts. Tony B can’t let anyone put the screws on him, especially not some slave-in-training. It’d be like getting in a fight with a toddler, worse, it’d be like losing a fight to one. I gotta recover some face from all this, and that means you need to get punished". Spluttering attempts to placate him, none of it works, Tony B remarkably dour and in-control. Instead, he nods to his minions, quietly saying, "You know what to do", the front two advancing on you whilst Tony turns to leave, waving back at you without looking in your direction. "We’ve got business to attend to, but I’m needed elsewhere. My associates will see you properly prepared, try not to piss them off, some of them don’t take kindly to that kind of shit". <<if $submission <= -20>>You try your best to fend off the incoming thugs, but it’s like their skin is made of steel, completely unaffected by your attempts. Letting you tire yourself out for a moment, it’s not long before one of them pulls out a rod that crackles with electricity, the jumping bolt of lightning grimly illuminating the room. With practiced ease, the man in question points the device at you, the smell of burnt toast reaching your nose before your brain properly processes what has just happened. As you collapse into the arms of one of the men, everything becoming dark and hazy, you realize that it was in fact you that was causing the burning smell, electricity making your hair stand on end.<<elseif $submission < 20>>You put up a token resistance, but the futility of fighting back against trained and likely modified bodyguards isn’t lost on you, not a single attack landing on any of them. Letting you tire yourself out for a moment, it’s not long before one of them pulls out a rod that crackles with electricity, the jumping bolt of lightning grimly illuminating the room. Faced with a very painful looking immediate future if you keep flailing at them, you raise your arms in defeat, the shadowy stone-faced goons looking on unfazed. Eyes clenching in fear, preparing for the shock, you barely realize the feel of something flat and cold press against your neck. As you collapse into the arms of one of the men, everything becoming dark and hazy, you’re still not sure what happened but can only suspect that they’ve drugged you.<<else>>Putting up no resistance, the futility of fighting back against trained and likely modified bodyguards not being lost on you, you put up your hands in surrender. The shadowy stone-faced goons look on unfazed, though they stop aggressively moving upon you, only one of them slowly pacing forward. Searching his suit pocket, you watch as he produces a strange flexible black plastic square. Eyes clenching in fear, you have no idea what is going to happen. So much so, that you barely realize that something flat and cold is being pressed against your neck. As you collapse into the arms of the man, everything becoming dark and hazy, you’re still not completely sure what happened, but you suspect you’ve been drugged.<</if>> … "… the body?" , an unknown silvery female voice says on the edge of your hearing, just about noticeable over a sensation pounding in your skull, as if you were waking up after a hard night of drinking. Groggily coming around to consciousness, your head feeling as if hammers are pounding inside it, you try and concentrate on what’s going on. Your vision wobbling about, everything rather indistinct, one thing you can clearly make out is the distinct obnoxious tone of Tony B. "Right … … one. Are they … … your … miss?", only half the words legibly reaching your ears, though you do get the impression that his tone is more business-like than anything. Recognizing that you seem to be seated, and … naked? Cool metal resting beneath your <<checkAss>> rear uncomfortably, you try to move your arms to no avail, something stopping you from doing so. The room still dancing before your eyes, general shapes and colours start to come into focus, giving you the first real impression of where you’ve found yourself. Sadly, as soon as you do start to take it in you wish hadn’t, the room clinical and dazzlingly white, some sort of laboratory but with a screen the size of the entire wall you’re facing, a large steel chair slightly blocking it from your view as it sits directly in front of you. "Yes sir, … fine. To be honest … not very picky. As long as I don’t have to put up with … anymore, then everything else I can deal with later", she continues in her high pitch girly tone, moving before you to get a closer look. Of course, this also lets you take her in too, the unknown person a petite girl with dazzling golden blonde hair which hangs down practically to her ankles, tied off with a multitude of intricate pink ribbons all interwoven meticulously within. Furthermore, she seems to only be about 5ft tall, with a cute B-Cup pair of breasts, well hidden by a pink dress that is so covered in white frills and lace, that you wonder how she walks in it, everything from the waist down puffing out like a ball-gown. And that’s not to mention the absolutely gorgeous face she has, with a pair of dazzling blue eyes that shimmer like two small pools of water. If you had to say what she looked like, you’d describe her as a princess, though that might be more a result of the after-effects of the drug. Stepping beside her, appraising your consciousness, Tony B smiles and nods at the girl, telling her, "Seems like we’re ready for the show. It’s about time for you to take your seat Miss Juliet. Like we talked about earlier, it’ll do all the work so just get comfortable". Smiling happily, an expression of pure relief on her face, she quickly does as he says, seating herself in the metal chair facing you, her dress causing her some issue as she does, making her pull up some of the skirt into her lap. Meanwhile, Tony begins speaking to you, looking more tired than anything. "There we go, you’re finally coming back around. I hope my men didn’t cause you too much trouble, you were out for longer than I’d care for. Anyway, you’re probably confused as fuck about what’s going on. Well, good news, bad news. You’re not going to be a trainee anymore, but you’re not getting your freedom either. We don’t really deal in the old identity stuff anymore, that’s why I didn’t care much about selling it to you cheap. You see it’s just not worth the effort, the treatments just made it all redundant too. But, my personal lab boys have done wonders with finding a work around. That’s where Juliet comes in", the sleazy criminal boss pointing a finger in her direction for emphasis. "But what does that have to do with me!", you babble out slightly slurred, a loud, "Thunk!", breaking your attention momentarily as you watch the other girl get locked into her chair, albeit without a hint of worry. "We don’t get a lot of call for swapping identities with trainees, but Juliet is kind of special case, so when you fell into my lap like this I couldn’t complain too much. In a moment we’re going to swap your identities, then you walk away back to her owner, and she walks off with another shot as a trainee. Not that it matters really anymore, but if we do meet again, remember never to fuck with Tony B. I could be doing a lot worse than this", he finishes, turning to address the large viewing screen. "Run the program V", he calls out seemingly to no-one, an image flickering to life on the back wall. "Yes Master!", intones a giant digital pair of black lips, their monotone voice reminding you somewhat of how Alice sounds but somehow different, the slightest sultry twang to it. However, you don’t have much time to think about the odd reveal, both yours and Juliet’s chairs crackling with bright colourful electricity. "Finally free!", the tiny blonde laughs in voice that would otherwise be beautiful if not for her positive glee to be screwing you over in some way. As light envelops the both of you, your skin tingling as if your whole body was vibrating, [[You once more lose track of what’s going on|Identity Theft Bad End]].

The light disperses, a rolling fog left in its wake. Something feels … off. Though, on the upside you’re finally feeling a lot better from being knocked out, the hangover-like effect falling away in an instant. Squirming in place, your legs and bottom feeling odd too, as if they’re further restrained, only … softer? Confused and scared, you call out at the top of your voice, "Let me go!", immediately realizing that something is direly wrong. "It worked! I’m finally free of my <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>!", someone calls out from through the mist, the sound of their voice uncomfortably familiar. Becoming increasingly more panicked, you’re almost entirely ignored as you continue to shout out. Instead, you vaguely hear a brief few words passed between Tony and the girl, the snippets of conversation you hear once more confusing you as it doesn’t sound the same as when she was talking earlier. Whilst you don’t catch much of what they say, you do briefly hear the boisterous club owner mention, "Complete success <<if $femininity <0>>mate<<else>>toots<</if>>. Now lets get you into something more appropriate. I got the tracksuit you wanted right here", their words followed by some whispering, rustling, and a faint clicking to start with. Movement breaks you from your calls for help, your attention fixing on two silhouetted figures in the quickly dissipating fog, both moving directly in your direction. Gasping with shock, you see Tony B standing next to … yourself? Right there, with $hairColour hair that’s <<checkHair>>, your previous <<if $height <60>>very short<<elseif $height <=64 && $height >=60>>short-ish<<elseif $height <=78 && $height >=70>>relatively tall<<elseif $height >78>>extremely tall<<else>>relatively average<</if>> height form stands. Your <<checkFem>> face looking back at you with glee, you can clearly see that it’s you … or was you … standing there, now wearing a rather formless grey tracksuit with a hoodie top. Staring on with rapt attention, to your horror you watch as they stick their hand down their pants, touching what was only a few minutes ago your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>pussy<</if>>, commenting in your own voice, "<<if $penis && $vagina>>This feels really weird. Like, having both thingies down there is going to take some serious getting used to. How did you ever manage to walk with some much going on in that small space?<<elseif $penis>>This is going to take some serious getting used to. I’m not used to having boy parts, but maybe they’ll be fun to take for a ride. I bet I can find a cute girl or two to play with in here. Did you ever have much luck before?<<else>>At least everything is the same down there. I don’t know how I would have coped if you’d had a dick, or maybe something weirder. You don’t have anything weirder hiding down there for me to find, do you?<</if>>". Unsure how to reply to that, you sputter out an incoherent response, stalling for words until you’re mercifully interrupted by Tony, "Freaking out? Seeing double? Yeah, when I said we were going to swap your identities I meant it one-hundred-percent literally. You see, it’s much easier to truck in body swaps rather than digital data swaps, can’t be tricked and solves so many problems. It was a fucking miracle for the business when we stumbled over it in our research, shit, it was an easier find than the AI implant re-work any day. But, now you’ve got to witness how quick and clean it all is first-hand", the man stopping only briefly to fish a hand mirror off of one of the tables, holding it in front of you to further confirm the new truth. You’re in the petite Juliet girl’s body! "So what’s next for you? That’s what you’re probably thinking. Well, princess short-stuff, the answer is pretty simple. Your new body like the old one was in the trainee program, so you’re still a full recipient of the treatment. You recently ran away from your <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> whilst on a trip here, disappearing with a briefcase of money which isn’t going to be found anytime soon. I’ve graciously caught you, and will soon be returning you to your rather disgruntled owner. Meanwhile, the old you over here, will go about their business taking a second shot at getting owned by someone they click with better. Seems like a good deal for everyone involved if you ask me. Anyway, I think that’s the end of our business here. It’s been nice $firstName, hope your life as Juliet doesn’t suck for you too much. Later toots", the lecherous crime boss turning to leave. Giving you a small wave in your old body, her mannerisms all still her own, Juliet chimes in, "<<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> totally does suck! You’re going to have to put up with so much complaining! ‘Juliet why haven’t you got up yet’, ‘Juliet you need to exercise and eat healthy’, ‘Juliet you need to go wash up’, gah … you’ll understand how annoying it all is soon enough. Plus you’ll have to put up with all the dumb dresses too!", and, with a small giggle she skips away, leaving you alone. Though, you do take a moment to look down at the dress now that she’s mentioned it, a big pink affair with a white trim that certainly looks like a lot of work has been put into it, though it is remarkably girly. Frustrated, you’re about to call for help, when suddenly darkness begins descending on you once more, a sudden wave of extreme tiredness rolling through your mind. As your eyelids drop, you casually wonder what is going to happen, your last fleeting thought being an appreciation for how nice the cushiony dress feels against your skin as you finally pass into unconsciousness. <hr> Twelve hours later: "I’m not Juliet", you state once again, hoping that your owner will finally see reason. Though, after trying to do so for at least the last six hours or so, you don’t think <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she’ll<<else>>he’ll<</if>> budge. After waking up from your sudden slumber back in the lab, you found yourself in a bedroom that contained so much pink you briefly wondered if your eyes were working properly. Everything was expensive, the bed you woke up in maybe the largest four poster bed you’d ever seen. Searching around the cavernous bedroom, you found the main doors wouldn’t open, but at least some of the interior doors would. Exploring, you found; an en-suite bathroom with a massive jacuzzi bath and shower, a walk-in closet bigger than your bedroom back at the facility, a large multimedia system with a huge library of romance and comedy films, shelves heaped with classic literature, and even a remarkably fluffy cat. What’s more, Juliet has a lot of trophies … like a ridiculous amount of them, enough to even now make your mind boggle at how accomplished the petulant girl who stole your body was. Still, you’d been worried to say the least that when you met your new bodies <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>, that they might be more than a little bit annoyed with your apparent escape and theft. However, upon them coming to visit you a few hours after you’d awoken, you were faced with something far different. Instead, the very attractive, well-dressed, tall and shapely, mid-thirties <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>woman<<else>>man<</if>>, who you can only assume is your owner now, rushed up to you and gave you a hug peppering kisses against your forehead. Since then you’ve spent almost every waking moment being petted and cuddled by them, not to mention the bathing, grooming and feeding. It’s relaxing, and nicer than you could have ever expected given the warnings, but <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> still won’t give any credence to your claim that you’ve been body-napped. Further, the claims just seem to get you more hugs, your owner remarking on how scared you must have been when you got lost, clearly stating that your panic over missing them must be why you’re so confused. Sighing, you’re pulled into an embrace once more, your tiny and feeble feminine form seated upon your <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress's<<else>>Masters<</if>> knee. Taking out a brush, <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> begins to work on your exceptionally long golden locks, the sensation caused by <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> diligent and careful strokes practically orgasmic. Murmuring happily despite yourself, you hear <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her coo, "My special sweet Juliet. I don’t know what’s come over you. Maybe it’s the trauma of your recent adventure. But, you’re so … much more adorable today. Would you like Mistress to have some ice-cream brought for you?"<<else>>him coo, "My special sweet Juliet. I don’t know what’s come over you. Maybe it’s the trauma of your recent adventure. But, you’re so … much more adorable today. Would you like Master to have some ice-cream brought for you you?"<</if>>. Trying to grumble slightly at another rebuke of your truthful statements, but unable to when you’re being made to feel so relaxed. Instead you murmur, "Okay <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>, I suppose ice-cream would be nice. Thank you …" <hr> Six months later: "See you next Tuesday for your recital Juliet", calls your ballet teacher from behind you as you wander into the changing rooms within your <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress’s<<else>>Master’s<</if>> exercise wing. Pulling down your frilly pink dance tutu quickly as you get changed for your next tutor session, this time cooking pastries with a world-famous chef, your mind fleetingly wonders what the other Juliet is doing now in your old body. These days you can’t really bear to think of yourself as anything but as the real Juliet, but you still can’t get past the mental block of also considering her to be the same girl she was before, an invader to your original body. Sighing to yourself, you briefly reminisce about the past few months since you were body-jacked and how your interactions with your new <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> have worked out. <<if $submission <= -25>>It was a little rough at first to adjust, your owner a rather demanding one. It wasn’t that they were particularly harsh, especially in terms of punishments, it was more that your <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> expects a lot of you. Gymnastics, ballet, singing, cooking, painting, violin, flower arranging, and much more. The amount of skills <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> wants you to master are ridiculous. And, of course, to learn and train so many abilities you’re expected to live on a strict schedule, especially when you factor in how <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> also wants to spend time with you, both privately and to show you off at events. Still, the wonderful places you’ve been, the amazing food, and not to mention the eye-rolling orgasms from all the sex, all do help to keep you happy throughout it all.<<elseif $submission < 25>>It took a little while at first to adjust, your owner a rather demanding one but fair one. They certainly aren’t particularly harsh on you, the punishments you’ve received if any are little more than slaps on the wrist, things like only getting half your normal desert if you make too much of a fuss. No, it was more that your <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> expects a lot of you. Gymnastics, ballet, singing, cooking, painting, violin, flower arranging, and much more. The amount of skills <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> wanted you to learn was surprising to say the least. And, of course, to learn and train so many abilities you’re expected to live on a pretty strict schedule, especially when you factor in how <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> also wants to spend time with you, both privately and to show you off at events. Still, living in the lap of luxury with an owner who seems to genuinely care for you, not to mention all the wonderful orgasms you receive, helped to quickly take away the sting of having your identity stolen.<<else>>It didn’t take long for you to adjust, your owner at worst maybe too lenient with you for your liking, although they certainly are demanding. They aren’t particularly harsh on you at all, having not had a reason to punish you once since you arrived, even the threatened punishments if you were to misbehave aren’t too bad, only things like minor time-outs and losing half of your desert for the day. However, the submissive side of your personality found comfort in how your <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> had high expectations for you. Gymnastics, ballet, singing, cooking, painting, violin, flower arranging, and much more. The amount of skills and activities <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> provides for you are breath taking. And, of course, to learn and train so many abilities you’re expected to live on a pretty strict schedule, something you’ve thrived under, especially when you factor in how <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> also wants to spend time with you, both privately and to show you off at events. You’ve been so taken care of in fact, living in the lap of luxury, that you barely even think about how your identity was stolen all those months back. The wonderful orgasms you receive as you attend <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>him<</if>> also help in that.<</if>> Talking about the sex, your sex life is nothing short of amazing. It turns out that Juliet was the sole slave-girl of your <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>, at least when you arrived, a sort of pampered princess or pet to <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>him<</if>>. There’s still a dominant steak to your owner, that’s for sure, with you being in minor bondage a fair amount, but much like in every other facet of your life <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> attentive to your needs in that way too. In fact, over the last few months you’ve grown to particularly enjoy the opportunities you have to repay the favour, <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>lapping at your Mistress’s hot core as she looks down at you with eyes filled with love<<else>>suckling upon your Master’s thick cock as he looks down at you with eyes filled with love<</if>>. What’s more, you can’t help but smirk a little to yourself every time <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> comments on how much more considerate a lover you’ve become over the last few months, the picture you’ve had painted of the old Juliet making you feel a little sorry for your owner having to put up with her for so long. Indeed, finding out more about Juliet’s past, you’ve discovered that she’d been a slave-girl exclusively owned by her <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> for a good few years before she swapped places with you. A highly acclaimed slave, to the extent that she’d been featured as a cover-girl on a number of high-society and slave-training magazines, you get the impression that a lot of it was more her <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress’s<<else>>Master’s<</if>> work than anything. Thankfully though, you seem to have retained a lot of the physical skills she’d learned, a sort of ingrained body memory helping you quickly pick back up the dancing and music side of things, whilst her naturally beautiful voice has covered for your lack of singing training until you re-learned that too. The best part is, every time you win a competition or award, <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> gives you a big present, along with a night of sexual-play all focused on you. "Ballet class is fun!", quietly giggles your best friend as she walks in to join you in the changing room, momentarily knocking you out of your thoughts. Waving back cheerfully, still getting undressed with a shower in mind, you smile to yourself as you continue your reminiscing. The nicest surprise of all of the last few months was when Mari turned up in your bedroom. Though, to be fair, you didn’t immediately recognise her without all the dirt and grime. She really does clean up nicely it turns out, silky long light-brown hair hanging down her back, and a pair of heart-warming dimples. Even to this day you get a little teary about how she arrived, however hard it was to get the story from her one Mari-sentence at a time. From what you can gather, after your strange personality shift, she eventually tracked down what had happened. Sneaking into his office to talk to Tony B, she’d asked him what he’d done to you, feeling awful to discover you’d been caught trying to steal back her identity documents, leading to the body-switch. She’d tried to make a deal with him to rescue you, or to switch you both back, however he’d turned her down on this, stating that it was out of his abilities to do so, especially after original body was sent off to auction and out of the facility. Saddened, Mari made the only counter-offer she could think of. She asked him to send her to you. Sceptical at first, Tony changed his mind rapidly when she offered him all the; key cards, documents and money, that she’d gathered over the couple of years stalking the vents and stealing from people. And, so, Tony B had her cleaned up, and pulled in his favour with your <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> to sell Mari off to <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>him<</if>>. It had been a tough deal, but your <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> relented in the end, taking Mari in with provision that <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she’d<<else>>he’d<</if>> only keep her if you got along with her. Which, of course you do. Spending so much time with her now it’s almost like she’s a sister to you, providing that extra support and socialization you were missing when you first arrived. She’s still a little awkward, but she has started to be able to form more conversational sentences, albeit whilst still being incredibly shy. In particular she’s taken to horse-riding, winning more than a few equestrian competitions since her arrival. Whenever you see her riding, the look on her face can only be described as true contentment, something you don’t think she ever dreamed of when she signed up to be a slave alongside you. Stepping out of the shower and towelling off, you ask Mari happily, "Hey Mari, can you please help me out with my dress ties?", holding up one of the multitude of pretty and intricate pink dresses your <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> provides for you, to which she of course nods her assent. Slowly working your way into the ultra-soft snuggly confines of your ruffle-y feminine dress, you smile to yourself. How could the original Juliet have ever wanted to give this up? Her loss! Ending 11: Identity Theft Sucks <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

<<if $underwear.indexOf("Furry Tailed Black Panties") == -1>><<addToUnderwear "Furry Tailed Black Panties">>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to go get it, you soon realize your efforts are unnecessary as the door whooshes open, a figure silhouetted in the frame. Standing there you see a man in a muted green tweed suit, beneath which you spot, a blue checked waistcoat, muted yellow shirt, and red and yellow striped tie, his outfit making him feel rather overdressed even in comparison to many of the other important people you’ve seen about the facility. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentSmall.png]]</div>Taking a better look at him as he steps inside purposefully but with a hint of trepidation, you spot atop his head a matching tweed flat-cap, his thick silver hair flowing back behind it, tied with an ornate wolf-shaped silver hair tie into a ponytail which reaches his mid back. Further, other than his eyes that are so pale blue that they’re almost silver as well, the man has one of the most exquisite moustaches you’ve ever seen, the waxed tips turned upwards in a mark of remarkable grooming. Of course, you’ve met the man before, as this is obviously Lord Vincent, your sponsor and pet-play trainer. "Hello $firstName, my pet. How does this evening treat you?", he asks you, a warm smile plastered across his face as he approaches, a small box wrapped with a delicate ribbon in one of his hands. Still not sure how to act around the man, his position of power over you confusing to say the least, you respond, "Hello Mr Vincent, it’s nice to see you again. I’m okay. Is there anything you need from me today?", feeling more than a little awkward, your eyes unable to keep from flicking back to the box. Obviously noticing your distraction, the silver haired lord chuckles lightly, "No lessons today, just a gift to help you in your endeavours. I won’t spoil the surprise, but they should suffice to get you more in the pet-play mindset. I also think they’ll make an adorable addition to your wardrobe", he finishes explaining, the present now outstretched towards you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FurryTailedBlackPanties.png]]</div> Curious about what the gift my entail, you quickly take it from him, pulling away the ribbon with nervous glee. The box isn’t particularly big, maybe the size of a large textbook so you assume it’s not likely an outfit … unless it’s a very skimpy outfit that is. Still, rushing to see what you’ve been gifted you pull off the lid to see within something grey, white, and furry. Inspecting closer, it begins to look more like a tail, though a tail for what you can’t really guess. Possibly a fox? Taking an even closer inspection of the gift, you realize that the tail is in fact attached to a pair of plain black cotton panties, rather innocent looking really if not for the very fetishy tail. Looking up at him wide-eyed you exclaim, "Oh … thank you Sir. But … what are these for …". Chuckling with glee once more, Vincent explains, "Those are ‘tail panties’. They’re only beginner ones, and we’ve yet to decide on your proclivity when it comes to the type of pet you wish to be, so they lack specific detailing, but I think they’ll look rather cute on you if I do say so myself. Would you please do me the honour of trying them on? I won’t look my pet if that makes you more comfortable". <<if $submission >= 10>><<set $ggp += 100>>Seeing no real harm in trying on the furry tailed panties, especially as not doing so might upset your rich and powerful sponsor, you nod your agreement, saying, "Just give me a second sir and I’ll try them on", taking the gift out of its box. In a very gentlemanly manoeuvre, Vincent in turn tips his cap to you before turning his back to you, giving you the privacy he promised. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Removing your $currentUnderwear<<else>>Already naked<</if>>, its very easy to slip on your new pair of panties, the material comfortably snug against your <<if $penis && $vagina>>dick and pussy<<elseif $penis>>dick<<else>>pussy<</if>>. Stranger, your surprised to find that you barely can feel the tail’s there at all, the gentle sway of it brushing against your thighs as you move the only real indicator that it’s there. <<if !$diaperLocked && (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type > 5 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type < 3)>><<set $currentUnderwear = "Furry Tailed Black Panties">><<set $holderUnderwear = "Furry Tailed Black Panties">><</if>>Arms folded across your chest, you call out to your silver-haired sponsor, "It’s done. You can look now …", a light blush touching your cheeks as you wonder what he’ll think of them. "Superb! Truly Superb! They suit you immensely. Now, I’m not going to make you keep wearing them, so if you don’t like the style or feel of them that is completely understandable. But, I do think that wearing them would help you further get into the mindset if you wished to. Along with looking very sweet to anyone who gets to see your … unmentionables", pausing for a second he adds, "I’ll also see that 100 G.G.P is awarded to your account for this. Good behaviour should always be praised and rewarded appropriately. Feel free to treat yourself to something nice", his praise causing a small pleasant tingle up your spine.<<if $diaperLocked>> Of course, knowing that being out of your diaper outside of an officially sanctioned situation, you reluctantly put yourself back into your $currentUnderwear, wanting to avoid trouble.<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Still, despite how comfortable the panties are you’re not sure whether you should really swap them out for you diaper. As such, you somewhat reluctantly put yourself back into your $currentUnderwear.<</if>><<else>>Not wanting to change your clothes in front of him, even if not doing so might upset your rich and powerful sponsor, you shake your head in disagreement, saying, "I’m not really feeling up to trying these today sir", putting the giftbox on the bed. Looking slightly disappointed, but not angry in any way, Vincent merely answers, "Maybe later then my pet? After I’ve left and you can try them out at your own speed. I made sure to acquire only the best-made clothing for you, so I can assure you they should be rather comfortable if you give them a try. Still, I won’t pester you on the matter", his understanding of the situation making you feel a little bad for making such a fuss over this.<</if>><<else>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to go get it, you soon realize your efforts are unnecessary as the door whooshes open, a figure silhouetted in the frame. Standing there you see a man in a muted green tweed suit, beneath which you spot, a blue checked waistcoat, muted yellow shirt, and red and yellow striped tie, his outfit making him feel rather overdressed even in comparison to many of the other important people you’ve seen about the facility. Taking a better look at him as he steps inside purposefully but with a hint of trepidation, you spot atop his head a matching tweed flat-cap, his thick silver hair flowing back behind it, tied with an ornate wolf-shaped silver hair tie into a ponytail which reaches his mid back. Further, other than his eyes that are so pale blue that they’re almost silver as well, the man has one of the most exquisite moustaches you’ve ever seen, the waxed tips turned upwards in a mark of remarkable grooming. Of course, you’ve met the man before, as this is obviously Lord Vincent, your sponsor and pet-play trainer. "Hello $firstName, my pet. How does this evening treat you?", he asks you, a warm smile plastered across his face as he approaches. Still not sure how to act around the man, his position of power over you confusing to say the least, you respond, "Hello Mr Vincent, it’s nice to see you again. I’m okay. Is there anything you need from me today?", feeling more than a little awkward. Chuckling lightly, the silver haired lord continues, "No lessons today really, but I would like to revisit the topic of those panties I gifted you. The ones with the tail on the back. I was just wondering if you would indulge me by modelling them for me? I hope I’m not being too forward too soon in asking, but I think you’d look adorable in them, and pet-play does have a slightly exhibitionist angle to it at times. Of course good behaviour will be rewarded". <<if $submission >= 10>><<set $ggp += 100>>Seeing no real harm in modelling the furry tailed panties, especially as not doing so might upset your rich and powerful sponsor, you nod your agreement, saying, "Just give me a second sir and I’ll show you them". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/FurryTailedBlackPanties.png]]</div> In a very gentlemanly manoeuvre, Vincent in turn tips his cap to you before turning his back to you, giving you some privacy as you get ready. <<if $currentClothing == "Naked" && $currentUnderwear == "Furry Tailed Black Panties">>Already naked other than your pair of aforementioned panties, the whole process is very quick, though you do take a moment to appreciate how they feel. Cushiony soft as always, and rather modest in terms of the underwear you’ve seen in the facility, the only part that really stands out is the tail. And, on the topic of the tail, you still regularly forget it’s there, the brief brushing sensation as rubs against your thighs the only real indicator it’s there.<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear == "Furry Tailed Black Panties">>Already wearing the aforementioned panties under your $currentClothing, the process of stripping out of your $currentClothing is rather quick, though you do take a moment to appreciate how the panties feel as you do. Cushiony soft as always, and rather modest in terms of the underwear you’ve seen in the facility, the only part that really stands out is the tail. And, on the topic of the tail, you still regularly forget it’s there, the brief brushing sensation as rubs against your thighs the only real indicator it’s there.<<else>><<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removeing your $currentClothing<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Removing your $currentUnderwear<<else>>Already naked<</if>>, its very easy to slip on your new pair of panties, the material comfortably snug against your <<if $penis && $vagina>>dick and pussy<<elseif $penis>>dick<<else>>pussy<</if>>. Stranger, your surprised to find that you barely can feel the tail’s there at all, the gentle sway of it brushing against your thighs as you move the only real indicator that it’s there.<</if>> <<if !$diaperLocked && (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type > 5 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type < 3)>><<set $currentUnderwear = "Furry Tailed Black Panties">><<set $holderUnderwear = "Furry Tailed Black Panties">><</if>>Arms folded across your chest, you call out to your silver-haired sponsor, "It’s done. You can look now …", a light blush touching your cheeks as you wonder what he’ll think of them. "Superb! Truly Superb! They suit you immensely, just as I thought when I gave them to you in the first instance. Now, I’m not going to say you should keep wearing them, so if you still don’t like the style or feel of them that is completely understandable. But, I do think that continually wearing them might help you further get into the mindset if you wished to. Along with looking very sweet to anyone who gets to see your … unmentionables", pausing for a second he adds, "I’ll also see that 100 G.G.P is awarded to your account for this. Good behaviour should always be praised and rewarded appropriately. Feel free to treat yourself to something nice", his praise causing a small pleasant tingle up your spine.<<if $diaperLocked>> Of course, knowing that being out of your diaper outside of an officially sanctioned situation, you reluctantly put yourself back into your $currentUnderwear, wanting to avoid trouble.<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Still, despite how comfortable the panties are you’re not sure whether you should really swap them out for you diaper. As such, you somewhat reluctantly put yourself back into your $currentUnderwear.<</if>><<else>>Not wanting to change your clothes in front of him, even if not doing so might upset your rich and powerful sponsor, you shake your head in disagreement, saying, "I’m not really feeling up to trying those today sir". Looking slightly disappointed, but not angry in any way, Vincent merely answers, "Maybe later then my pet? After I’ve left and you can try them out at your own speed. When I got them I made sure to acquire only the best-made clothing for you, so I can assure you they should be rather comfortable if you give them a try. Still, I won’t pester you on the matter", his understanding of the situation making you feel a little bad for making such a fuss over this.<</if>><</if>> Briefly asking you about your day, listening attentively to you response, Vincent finally chimes in, "Well, it seems like you’ve had a busy day haven’t you. I think it best for me to take my leave for now, and give you the opportunity to recuperate a little. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon", the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly sponsor now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the brief visit that just transpired. Shrugging to yourself, you can’t help but conclude that the panties are largely inoffensive, maybe even downright modest in comparison to a lot you’ve seen during your travels within the facility. Perhaps they might be worth wearing in your day-to-day business? Nervous, but also curious, you wonder to yourself what will happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

Deciding to accept his offered lesson, you answer, "Okay sir. I’ll try", feeling slightly nervous about going through with eating from your sponsors hand, even if the delicious sweet yet salty aroma of barbeque sauce is helping calm your nerves somewhat. Smiling cheerfully, taking a seat upon your bed, Vincent exclaims, "Superb! Best thing I’ve heard all day", continuing after a brief round of knee slapping in his excitement, "Now my pet, we’ll be taking this at your own speed, so no need to panic. That said, you may wish to go somewhat quickly, that is if you desire for the potato squares to be at their crispiest and most desirable state. For now though you just need to take a position beside me kneeling on the floor. Theory varies a slightly on what position is the best to take, either off to one side or directly in front of your master, though honestly I feel it’s a matter of preference. Directly face to face is more formal, whilst positioning to the side is more casual, at least in my mind. But, for today I propose you kneel to my right-hand side, as it puts less pressure on you as you accustom yourself to the task, and will let me feed you a little more naturally". <<if $submission <= -25>>Still unsure about submitting to something so humiliating to you, even if you are doing your best to try, you awkwardly descend as explained to his right side, fidgeting to get comfortable. However, as your lordly sponsor begins airing out the container of your upcoming savoury treat, you slowly start to relax into your role, sudden hunger pangs brought on by the scent distracting you from overthinking what you’re doing.<<elseif $submission >= 25>>A submissive tingle running down your spine, you descend into as elegant a kneel as you can manage, squirming a little at how much you’re enjoying the humiliation already. Even better, as your lordly sponsor begins to air out the container of your upcoming savoury treat, you feel even more relaxed, hunger pangs brought on by the scent reminding you that you’ll also be getting the appetizing snack very soon too.<<else>>A little unsteady, but willing to give it a try even if it’s kind of humiliating, you do your best to descend as explained to his right, finding a comfortable position quite effortlessly. Glady, as your lordly sponsor begins airing out the container of your upcoming savoury treat, you’re helped relax into your role much more easily than you might have guessed, sudden hunger pangs brought on by the scent distracting you from overthinking anything.<</if>> Patting you on the head, in a way which <<if $submission <= -25>>makes you bristle slightly even if it feels kind of nice<<elseif $submission >= 25>>makes you shudder with barely restrained glee<<else>>makes you feel surprisingly appreciated<</if>>, he begins explaining again, "Exactly what I was looking for, good job $firstName. The next step is the bigger one. Despite that, I’ll do this as casually as I can. In a moment I’m going to take one of these cubes between my fingers and hold it out for you, I won’t even watch so there’s no need to feel embarrassed. When you’re ready, keeping your hands in your lap, all you need to do is to take it from me with your mouth. After that it’s yours to eat and we can move onto the next one. It might seem a bit of daunting task, but I believe in you my pet", and, with that, he picks one of the chunks, practically dripping with the thick sauce, and holds it out in your direction. True to his word, he doesn’t seem to be watching you, the potato treat extended towards you held out between his finger and thumb. It’s all a little daunting now that you’ve got to it, seeming like a big plunge despite it all revolving around such a small fried treat. Still, when you spot a bead of barbeque sauce slowly building up, ready to drop off, you lean in instinctively, not wanting to make a mess. Wrapping your <<checkLips>> lips around it, your tongue snaking about to grab it, you don’t fully realize what you’ve done until a few seconds later, practically inhaling the delicacy, a warmth soon sitting comfortingly in your stomach. <<if $submission >= 25>>So wrapped up in the moment are you, that you also lean in to lap at his fingers, cleaning them of every trace of the sticky sauce in quick wet stokes which make the large outdoorsy man giggle. Maybe he’s ticklish?<</if>> "There we go. That wasn’t the end of the world was it?", intones Vincent kindly, looking down at you with an expression that you can only describe as beaming with pride. Licking a stray smearing of the tangy syrup off of your lip, you answer truthfully, "No sir … it was actually kind of nice", the surreal-ness of the situation helping you to open up as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Giving you another pat on the head, this time with a slightly damp hand, he cheers, "That’s the spirit", an audible grumble from your stomach interrupting him. Blushing hard, you listen on as he chuckles, "I think that’s the que for me to quieten up and get back to feeding you", picking the next saucy cube out of the tub. And so, for the next quarter of an hour or so, you continue to be hand fed the treats, Vincent slowly changing up the routine as you go. Starting by watching you as he holds out the potato chunks, he tries a few things out as he works through the supply, putting a few on your outstretched tongue, and even letting you lap up a couple out of the palm of his hand. Still, it keeps the whole thing fun and interesting, albeit also keeping you a little off-balance as you’re unsure what to expect next. Eventually though, all is done, and your dazzlingly white-haired sponsor grins at you like you’d just won a marathon. "I’m sad to say that we’re all done. Something I’d dare to say you are too given your enthusiasm", he says, leaning forward and pulling a handkerchief from his pocket to dap at your mouth, an embarrassingly large amount of brown sauce left behind on it when he eventually pulls it back. Still, I think you’ve learned the lesson well. It can be fun and rewarding to let your Master take care of you. On which note, I’ll ensure that you’ll receive a stipend of <<if $submission >= 25>><<set $ggp += 300>>300 G.G.P for your wonderful enthusiasm today<<else>><<set $ggp += 200>>200 G.G.P for your making some serious progress today<</if>>. But, enough of all that talk, you need to relax and get ready for bed. How’ve you been today?". Surprised at how fluidly he moves from your previous conversation back to a more normal one, you get up from the floor, working your legs a bit to get the knots out of them from kneeling too long. Not seeing any reason not to, you begin explaining to him your day. Listening attentively, briefly commenting in return, as your recap of the day comes to an end Vincent finally chimes in, "Well, it seems like you have your hands full already, and have had a big lesson day. I think it best for me to take my leave for now, and give you the opportunity to recuperate and sort out your thoughts instead. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon. Oh, and do remember that I’m incredibly proud of you, you made some wonderful progress today, the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly sponsor now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the brief visit that just transpired. Your warm and full stomach making you sluggish and happy, you do feel pretty good. It was obvious that he put a lot of effort into it, and you don’t even feel too humiliated by it all, the whole thing just relaxing enough to distract you from such thoughts. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder enthusiastically to yourself what will happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

Unable to bring yourself to eat out of the mans hand, you answer, "If it’s okay Mr Vincent, then I’d like not to do this lesson today. It’s just a bit … too much. I hope that’s not a problem", feeling slightly nervous that he might be annoyed after going to such effort to get the food for your potential lesson. Thankfully your concerns are quickly allayed, as Vincent put the lid back on, a smile still on his face. You think you can spot a hint of disappointment, but the grey-haired lord hides it well, telling you, "Oh, no worries $firstName. That’s entirely fine by me. Only you know what you’re ready for, and if this lesson feels like too much too soon, then I can completely understand your view on this. I do hope that you’ll give it some more thought for the future, as it truly is a wonderful experience for both parties, and not just for filling your stomach. But, if it’s not to be then it’s not to be", the container retreating back into one of his internal suit pockets. Relieved, you respond appreciatively, "Thank you sir, I’m glad that you’re so understanding. I’ll at least think on it for later", hoping that your apparent willingness to consider it in the future will brighten him back up, there’s no reason to upset your rich and powerful sponsor after all. "Really? Well isn’t that a good thing to hear. Hopefully we can pick up this lesson very soon. It’s one of my favourites if you can’t tell. Anyway, enough about all that, how has your day been?", Vincent continues, springing back to a chipper mood very rapidly after your attempt to mollify him. And so, as you follow that up by briefly telling him about your day, not going into too much detail but engaging in some friendly small talk for a few minutes. Listening attentively, briefly commenting in return, as your recap of the day comes to an end Vincent finally chimes in, "Well, it seems like you have your hands full already, and have had a long and strenuous day. I think it best for me to take my leave for now, and give you the opportunity to recuperate instead. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon. Oh, and do give the feeding thing a thought for me when you get the time", the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly sponsor now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the brief visit that just transpired. Shrugging to yourself, you do feel a little bad for turning down his lesson. It was obvious that he put a lot of effort into it, and your stomach as predicted is still rumbling as if in protest ever since you turned down that tasty treat. Still, at least you managed to avoid an extremely degrading sounding encounter with Vincent. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder to yourself what will happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

<<orgasm>>Pressing the big red ‘Activate’ button, you hear a loud whirring from within the device as it comes to life. Sixteen small holes appear evenly across the white plastic surface, revealing from within a series of sixteen sperate robotic tendrils. The metallic appendages snake out, co-ordinating gracefully in the air, before all turning to you in unison. Descending upon you, the mass of robotic tendrils hoists you into the air, now completely supported by your robotic helpers. A red light, springs from the end of one of them, running up and down your form. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Seeing that you're clothed, the tendrils begin taking off your $currentClothing, leaving it in a neat pile on the table. <</if>> Now assured, that you don’t have any clothing to get in the way, the tendrils arrange you onto your back atop of the squishy cushioned top of the changing table. Laying down on your back, naked except for your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>, you wait patiently for the arms to get to work. As you wait, a calming lullaby starts to play from beneath you, soothing you. "INITIATING: HUMILIATION MODE", announces the machine suddenly. The voice tinny and jarring in comparison with the sweet childish music. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AliceSmall.png]]</div> Gulping, you look about frantically, spotting Alice’s robotic form has now moved off of her charging podium, coming closer with a gleeful grin painted across her anime-esque countenance. Flailing your arm out to point at her accusingly, you shout, "What’s going on? What have you done?", pretty sure that ‘Humiliation Mode’ isn’t going to be what you intended. Sadly, even before you manage to squarely point her out, your arms are both restrained by the changing tables tendrils. Giggling, in a sing song voice, Alice responds, "I don’t think you should be shouting. Like, that sounds naughty", her taunt accompanied by one of the interloping robotic arms pulling out a bar of soap from within its confines, intimidatingly waving it in your face. Redoubling her laughter, she does add, "Suppose I should tell you what I did, I’m not a terrible roomie after all. Well, when you were asleep, I maybe sorta tinkered with your table so it would be more fun. Now it’s going to do all sorts of lewd things to you instead. The best part is, like, this was totally a built-in function of the table. Isn’t that kooky?". Unable to restrain yourself you cry out, "Why …", your half-formed thoughts brought to a quick end by a chunk of foul tasting soap entering your mouth. Gagging around the disgusting lump wedged against your tongue, sudsy drool runs down your chin messily. Meanwhile, you start feeling more than a little nauseous about the soapy remnants that aren’t escaping your mouth, the combination of your spit and the soap combining in your stomach in a way that is decidedly upsetting your stomach. As all this happens, Alice just keeps staring, as if this is the most entertaining thing she’s seen in a long time. "Told you so", she chimes up smugly, leaving no room for doubt that she wanted this to happen. "Still … I guess I am being a little cruel springing this on you. It should get better, especially if you don’t cause too much of a fuss. When I read the manual it totally said this setting would have some parts that were good for you too. I might even take some photos for later. Being a robot does have its advantages, I’m like a walking talking video camera". Glaring daggers at your giggling roommate, you think of all the things you’d like to say right now, but are unable to. Thankfully, it’s about this time that the machines programming routine decides you’ve had enough of a mouth soaping, the offending intruder removed allowing you to spit out the vast quantity of suds previously stored in your cheeks. You wonder briefly if you should risk trying to convince Alice to stop it, but you’re not sure if the machine even has a stop button, let alone whether she’d be willing to help you when she’s having so much fun from all this. Instead, you keep quiet, listening on as the speaker intones, "TEASING ROUTINE COMMENCING", the ends of the mechanical tendrils that aren’t currently restraining you shifting and writhing oddly as it does. As if to answer your confusion, you watch on as the end of one of the robotic arms shifts into a wide two fingered clamping attachment, snapping cruelly towards your unguarded nipples. Meanwhile, you notice that another one of them now ends in a short fluffy duster-like appendage, this one making a languid trail towards your right armpit. The apprehension over what is to come building up within you, you scrunch your eyes closed, trying to take your mind over the impending ‘teasing’ the machine is going to subject you too. "Eeeeek!", you squeal at the top of your lungs as the clamp arm pinches your left <<checkNipple>> nipple sharply. Holding back swearing from the pain and shock as it tugs on your poor rapidly heating bud, not wanting to give the machine another reason to punish you, the unpleasantness of the clamp is gratefully soon taken from your mind as your armpit is mercilessly tickled. That’s not all though, unnoticed until now, you feel additional tickles against the soles of your feet ramp up your awkward reaction, causing your to giggle and laugh uncontrollably, the sensation enough to take your breath away and bring tears to your eyes. Suffering under the changing tables ministrations for minutes which feel like hours, your arousal steadily growing as your <<if $penis and $vagina>>cock and pussy both throb<<elseif $penis>>cock throbs<<else>>pussy throbs<</if>> with need within your diaper. When it does finally ceases its pulling, poking and tickling of you, you definitely can’t help but be relieved. Though, your relief is short-lived when you hear the changing table call out "TEASING ROUTINE COMPLETE. INTERNAL CLEANSING COMMENCING". Eyes straining open at the announcement that you’re somehow going to be ‘internally cleaned’, you shake your head frantically, calling out to Alice, "Internal cleansing? What does it mean by that? <<if $submission >= 0>>Come on Alice, be a good roommate won’t you? Please, please, please turn it off …<<else>>Why Alice, I’m so mad with you right now, when I get out of here …<</if>>", the momentary reappearance of the still spit covered bar of soap once more quietening you down. Alice, in turn, looks kind of perplexed, "Wait what’s it doing? Internal cleansing? Like, that does sound kind of iffy. Let me check it up in the user guide and if it’s really that bad I’ll let you out. Alright?", the robotic school-girl looking into space as if she’s concentrating for just the briefest moment in response before breaking out into laughter so strong and mirthful that her knees actually buckle. "Oh …. that’s … wow! Okay, so I totally take all of that back, this is too funny to miss. You’re not in any danger, so I’m pretty much keeping my word still, plus I mean all of this is kinda your fault for not checking your stuff out properly before using it. It’s important to give your devices proper maintenance to avoid this sort of thing, so can we really put the blame on one person", she babbles as she picks herself up off of the floor, still occasionally breaking out into another fit of giggles throughout her attempt to wiggle out of trouble with you. However, shooting a glare that could curdle milk at her, you make your intention clear that you will get her back for this. Still, the argument between you and your roommate will have to be saved for later, as more pressing matters draw your attention.<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperMessCounter += 2>> Hovering above you, coiled like a snake about to strike, one of the tendrils faces you, though this one is frighteningly different. Instead of the sleek metallic tentacles that have so far restrained and tormented you, this one instead is black and rubbery, but worse of all, it has a bulbous butt-plug like head. Confused and pretty sure you don’t want it anywhere near you, even if you don’t yet know its purpose, your stomach only drops further when it begins spurting a jet of water out of its tip, giving you a pretty clear idea of the discomfort it’s about to inflict upon you. Pulling back, the rubber spear tipped tendril rapidly disappears out of sight, slipping down between your legs. Whilst you can’t see what happens next, you can surely feel it. Indeed, nudging its way through the rear of your $currentUnderwear and slithering through your <<checkAss>> butt cheeks, the end of the interloper begins nudging at your anus. What follows next is an insistent pressure and the slightest of muffled popping sounds as it plunges into your anal depths, the pressure of the nozzle only increasing after it’s inside of you, plumping up to create an airtight seal that you wouldn’t be able to remove even if you weren’t restrained. Your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick becoming erect<<else>>pussy practically vibrating with joy<</if>> from the motion of the humongous plug in your bum, it’s at this point that you start to feel a liquid weight start rushing up through your colon, the sensation odd to say the least, rolling through your insides. Continuing, you see your belly begin to expand before your eyes, the enema liquid filling you up practically bursting. Discomfort finally starting to build, you squirm to no avail, your actions only churning up the water trapped deep within you making you even more nauseous, all while Alice just watches on with her robotic smirk of victory. Between the pain and discomfort that slowly increases second by second, it’s at least a few minutes before anything else happens, the machine content to leave you to stew over. That’s why, when the table begins to remove the plug you barely notice it, so wrapped up in your misery and awkward arousal. So much so, that the first hint you really get to what happens is the sounds of rushing water. The sensation of relief as you deflate and purge your bowels and the enema liquid into your $currentUnderwear is so much, your body quivers all over in joy, a small <<if $penis>>spurt of cum dribbling out the end of your cock in a tiny orgasm along with it<<else>>spurt of fem-cum dribbling out of your pussy in a tiny orgasm along with it<</if>>. It stinks! Foul, wet, and so much of it! You hope slightly that maybe the machine will still clean you up, but the longer your humiliation session goes on the more you suspect that won’t be the case. Worse, Alice laughs loudly bringing you back to your senses, "Super gross! I don’t even have a proper nose and even I can tell that smells way bad. Plus it’s all stain-y, and I think it might be leaking a bit. Wait till everyone gets to see this, we’ll both be so rich", making you want to throw something at her.<</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetCounter += 2>> <<if $diaperMessingPlay>>Just when you thought it was all over, the plug tendril descending back out of sight into the device, your hear sinks as another similar to it, once more with a black and rubbery exterior, hovers into view. Looking at it closer, your stomach drops, noticing this one seems to have a strange metallic needle-like head to it, the purpose of which you get the impression is likely to be even worse than the last one. As it too spritzes out some water, you twist your head from side to side, almost as if you were attempting to will it out of existence.<<else>>Hovering above you, coiled like a snake about to strike, one of the tendrils faces you, though this one is frighteningly different. Instead of the sleek metallic tentacles that have so far restrained and tormented you, this one instead is black and rubbery, but worse of all, it has a strange metallic needle-like head. Confused and pretty sure you don’t want it anywhere near you, even if you don’t yet know its purpose, your stomach only drops further when it begins spurting a jet of water out of its tip, making you even more worried than you were before.<</if>> Slipping back, the needle-tipped tendril rapidly makes its way down your torso, slipping down the front of your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>. Whilst you can’t entirely see what happens next, you can surely feel it. Indeed, slithering around your crotch, the cold end of the probe begins to <<if $penis>>insert itself into the hole at the head of your cock<<else>>insert itself into your feminine piss-hole<</if>> worming down deep inside. What follows next is somewhat uncomfortable, and you try to remain as still as possible, not wanting to do yourself some undue harm. You can’t really say what it’s doing, though you can feel a slight pressure at the entrance of your pee-hole as if it’s filling out to create a seal. Your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> penis becoming painfully erect<<else>>g-spot being rubbed at an angle you’ve never experienced before<</if>> from the strange rubbing in your oversensitive urethra, it’s at this point that you start to feel a liquid weight start rushing into your bladder, the sensation odd to say the least, rolling through your insides. Further, you see your belly begin to expand before your eyes, the cleansing liquid filling you up practically bursting. Discomfort finally starting to build, you squirm to no avail, your actions only churning up the water trapped deep within you making you even more nauseous, all while Alice just watches on with her ever present robotic smirk. Pain and discomfort rolling across your stricken form, it’s at least a few minutes before anything else happens, the machine content to leave you to stew over. That’s why, when the table begins to remove the catheter, you almost miss that it has. Indeed, if it wasn’t for the way it rubs your over sensitive pee-channel you might even have missed it. Water and urine rushing out of you, the sensation of relief as you deflate and empty your bladder into your $currentUnderwear is so much, your body convulses in pleasure, a small <<if $penis>>spurt of cum dribbling out the end of your cock in a tiny orgasm along with it<<else>>spurt of fem-cum dribbling out of your pussy in a tiny orgasm along with it<</if>>. Your pee smells, more so than usual! Soaking through your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> to the core, the deluge of water and whatever else recently filled your bladder warmly clings to you, the amount so voluminous that it’s dripping out down the leg holes! You hope slightly that maybe the machine will still dry you up, but the longer your humiliation session goes on the more you suspect that won’t be the case. As to be expected, Alice is seemingly overjoyed by the whole thing, giggling expressively, "Oooo! It went up into you … there. Like, that’s got to be so weird. I bet your pee-hole is super tender right now. I wonder if it kept getting used like that if we could fit an even bigger tube in. Plus you wet yourself so much … like, I didn’t even think the human body could hold that much. I’m so proud of you, when I put this online you’re going to be such a big star", making you want to throw something heavy at her.<</if>> Finally acknowledging that its job is done with a call of, "INTERNAL CLEANSING COMPLETE", the lullaby ends, the arms retreat, the holes they came from seal back over, and the device becomes completely still and silent, letting you go. Your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> more used than when you started, your body sore, overused and still uncomfortably aroused, you try and steady yourself to your feet, locking your gaze on your ‘roommate’. "Hey there … buddy … friend … best roommate ever. You know, this was all a big prank … and it kind of went wrong. I guess I sort of … didn’t think it through. Yeah, I didn’t think it through. So … sorry … better to like ask for forgiveness than permission … right? Oh, and like now we have a super hot video to sell … so we’re all good, right?", Alice babbles before you have a chance to say anything, her hands waving about in a way that makes you sure she knows she’s messed up on this one. <<if $submission >= 25>>Sighing, you finally respond, "Sure Alice, I guess you’re right. But, please don’t put the video out there, it was really embarrassing", just wanting to put the whole experience behind you.<<elseif $submission <= -25>>Grunting grumpily, you finally respond, "What the hell was that Alice! You were completely out of line! I should kick you out for doing something so jerkish to me. I’ll get back at you for this, you’ll see. And you better get rid of that video too!", stamping bratty-ly for emphasis.<<else>>Letting out a prolonged sigh, you finally respond, "Come on Alice that was really mean. Would I do something like that to you? It was gross, and not very nice. Maybe I’ll have to get back at you in return. But, for now could you at least get rid of the video, I don’t want anyone seeing me like that", rubbing your forehead to ease away the incoming headache.<</if>> "Sure thing roomie! Whatever you need me to do … Click … see done. It’s all gone, not a trace out there. So we cool? Yeah … I think we’re cool! Thanks roomie, that was awesome, we should do it again some time. I’m going to catch some sleep now, that took a lot out of me, but we should totally hang out some more. Talk to you soon", your anime-esque roommate answers in return, inching her way back towards her charging pad the whole time. From the way she finishes, you get the impression that she isn’t going to give you a better response than that. Though, you have to wonder if she really did delete the video or not, you wouldn’t put it past her to keep it for later. Your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> in a worse state than when you started, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of your robotic changing table|Room Robotic Changing Table]].

<<addToUnderwear "Leather Crotchless Boxers">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the underwear they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an underwear set that catches your interest, a pair of Leather Crotchless Boxers. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Nice choice mate! I even have a pair of these in my own wardrobe. They’re nice and breezy, don’t get in the way when you want a quick rub in your break, and look good on anyone. Nothing sends a message like walking around with everything on display, they stand out even in the scene", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Latex Catsuit">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Black Latex Catsuit. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Classic latex catsuit in black, not a bad choice at all. It’s a little standard, but everyone in the scene, sub or dom alike needs one in their wardrobe. In fact, I think it might be mandatory if you want to consider yourself part of the scene. Plus they feel top notch against the skin", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Latex Maid Dress">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Latex Maid Dress. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Wow, hot stuff! If more maid’s wore this sort of stuff, then maybe I’d be willing to hire one to clean up. Who am I kidding, that’s not on my budget. Anyway, it’s a decent fetish look, and pretty stylish too. Short and breezy, easily accessible, quick to clean, I think that we should do more of a push on these honestly mate. Still, until then I’ll be glad to know that at least one more is out there", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

"I'm looking to maybe buy something", you answer. "Awesome mate! Let’s have a look through the catalogue then. We do alterations, and we do customs too, though custom work is costly. In our stock room we’ve also got a shit ton of other stuff, and we can do most standard latex-wear on demand with the latex-loom in the back. And, on that note, let’s get you kitted out", says ‘Seb’ as he spins around the hefty catalogue book for you to look at, leaning over to give you advice on fits and style. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide clothes options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide clothes options</button><div id="clothes" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[23] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Latex Catsuit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[23].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>500</s> 400<<else>>500<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[23] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 23>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Latex Catsuit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 500 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 400>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Black Latex Catsuit|Boundless Black Latex Catsuit][$ggp -= 400]]<<else>>[[Purchase Black Latex Catsuit|Boundless Black Latex Catsuit][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[23].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[24] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Latex Catsuit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[24].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>500</s> 400<<else>>500<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[24] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 24>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Latex Catsuit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 500 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 400>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Green Latex Catsuit|Boundless Green Latex Catsuit][$ggp -= 400]]<<else>>[[Purchase Green Latex Catsuit|Boundless Green Latex Catsuit][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[24].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[25] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Latex Catsuit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[25].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>500</s> 400<<else>>500<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[25] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 25>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Latex Catsuit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 500 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 400>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Purple Latex Catsuit|Boundless Purple Latex Catsuit][$ggp -= 400]]<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Latex Catsuit|Boundless Purple Latex Catsuit][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[25].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[26] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Latex Catsuit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[26].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>500</s> 400<<else>>500<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[26] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 26>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Latex Catsuit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 500 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 400>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Pink Latex Catsuit|Boundless Pink Latex Catsuit][$ggp -= 400]]<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Latex Catsuit|Boundless Pink Latex Catsuit][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[26].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[30] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Latex Leotard") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[30].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>500</s> 400<<else>>500<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[30] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 30>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Latex Leotard") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 500 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 400>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Black Latex Leotard|Boundless Black Latex Leotard][$ggp -= 400]]<<else>>[[Purchase Black Latex Leotard|Boundless Black Latex Leotard][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[30].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[31] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Latex Leotard") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[31].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>500</s> 400<<else>>500<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[31] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 31>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Latex Leotard") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 500 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 400>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Green Latex Leotard|Boundless Green Latex Leotard][$ggp -= 400]]<<else>>[[Purchase Green Latex Leotard|Boundless Green Latex Leotard][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[31].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[32] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Latex Leotard") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[32].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>500</s> 400<<else>>500<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[32] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 32>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Latex Leotard") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 500 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 400>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Purple Latex Leotard|Boundless Purple Latex Leotard][$ggp -= 400]]<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Latex Leotard|Boundless Purple Latex Leotard][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[32].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[33] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Latex Leotard") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[33].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>500</s> 400<<else>>500<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[33] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 33>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Latex Leotard") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 500 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 400>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Pink Latex Leotard|Boundless Pink Latex Leotard][$ggp -= 400]]<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Latex Leotard|Boundless Pink Latex Leotard][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[33].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[34] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Latex Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[34].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>750</s> 600<<else>>750<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[34] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 34>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Latex Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 750 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 600>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Latex Maid Dress|Boundless Latex Maid Dress][$ggp -= 600]]<<else>>[[Purchase Latex Maid Dress|Boundless Latex Maid Dress][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[34].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[35] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Latex Nurse Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[35].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>750</s> 600<<else>>750<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[35] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 35>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Latex Nurse Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 750 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 600>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Latex Nurse Dress|Boundless Latex Nurse Dress][$ggp -= 600]]<<else>>[[Purchase Latex Nurse Dress|Boundless Latex Nurse Dress][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[35].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[36] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Leather Bustier And Shorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[36].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>750</s> 600<<else>>750<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[36] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 36>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Leather Bustier And Shorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 750 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 600>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Leather Bustier And Shorts|Boundless Leather Bustier And Shorts][$ggp -= 600]]<<else>>[[Purchase Leather Bustier And Shorts|Boundless Leather Bustier And Shorts][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[36].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[37] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Latex Business Suit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[37].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>1000</s> 800<<else>>1000<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[37] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 37>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Latex Business Suit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 1000 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 800>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Black Latex Business Suit|Boundless Black Latex Business Suit][$ggp -= 800]]<<else>>[[Purchase Black Latex Business Suit|Boundless Black Latex Business Suit][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[37].Image>></div></td></tr><<if $exhibitionismSkill >= 1>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[27] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Shibari Rope Harness") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[27].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>500</s> 400<<else>>500<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[27] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 27>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Shibari Rope Harness") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 500 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 400>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Shibari Rope Harness|Boundless Shibari Rope Harness][$ggp -= 400]]<<else>>[[Purchase Shibari Rope Harness|Boundless Shibari Rope Harness][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[27].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[28] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Bondage Straps") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[28].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>500</s> 400<<else>>500<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[28] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 28>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Bondage Straps") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 500 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 400>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Black Bondage Straps|Boundless Black Bondage Straps][$ggp -= 400]]<<else>>[[Purchase Black Bondage Straps|Boundless Black Bondage Straps][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[28].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><<if $lactationPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[76]>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Cow Pattern Overalls") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[76].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>1000</s> 800<<else>>1000<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[76] + ""` "Boundless Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 76>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Cow Pattern Overalls") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 1000 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 800>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Cow Pattern Overalls|Boundless Cow Pattern Overalls][$ggp -= 800]]<<else>>[[Purchase Cow Pattern Overalls|Boundless Cow Pattern Overalls][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[76].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide underwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide underwear options</button><div id="underwear" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[11] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Latex Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[11].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>300</s> 240<<else>>300<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[11] + ""` "Boundless Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 11>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Latex Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 300 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 240>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Black Latex Panties|Boundless Black Latex Panties][$ggp -= 240]]<<else>>[[Purchase Black Latex Panties|Boundless Black Latex Panties][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[11].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[12] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Pink Frilly Latex Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[12].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>400</s> 320<<else>>400<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[12] + ""` "Boundless Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 12>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Pink Frilly Latex Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 400 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 320>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Pink Frilly Latex Panties|Boundless Pink Frilly Latex Panties][$ggp -= 320]]<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Frilly Latex Panties|Boundless Pink Frilly Latex Panties][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[12].Image>></div></td></tr><<if $exhibitionismSkill >= 1>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[14] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Crotchless Grey Latex Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[14].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>400</s> 320<<else>>400<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[14] + ""` "Boundless Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 14>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Crotchless Grey Latex Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 400 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 320>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Crotchless Grey Latex Panties|Boundless Crotchless Grey Latex Panties][$ggp -= 320]]<<else>>[[Purchase Crotchless Grey Latex Panties|Boundless Crotchless Grey Latex Panties][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[14].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[13] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Leather Popper Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[13].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>600</s> 480<<else>>600<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[13] + ""` "Boundless Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 13>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Leather Popper Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 600 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 480>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Leather Popper Panties|Boundless Leather Popper Panties][$ggp -= 480]]<<else>>[[Purchase Leather Popper Panties|Boundless Leather Popper Panties][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[13].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[10] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Leather Crotchless Boxers") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[10].Description>> Price: <<if $sebQuestFinished>><s>600</s> 480<<else>>600<</if>> G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[10] + ""` "Boundless Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 10>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Leather Crotchless Boxers") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif ($ggp < 600 && !$sebQuestFinished) || $ggp < 480>>Cannot Afford<<elseif $sebQuestFinished>>[[Purchase Leather Crotchless Boxers|Boundless Leather Crotchless Boxers][$ggp -= 480]]<<else>>[[Purchase Leather Crotchless Boxers|Boundless Leather Crotchless Boxers][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[10].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> [[Decide to stop browsing the stock for now|Boundless]]

You see a sign above a well decorated, almost immaculately white looking building façade, titled, "Bound-less", a smaller slogan under it proclaiming it to be a, "Fetish, Latex and Leather Clothing Supplier". In the windows you can see a smattering of part mannequins tastefully displaying latex clothing and bondage apparel, though they are spaced out enough and presented in such a way that the establishment feels remarkably classy. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/Boundless.png]]</div> Heading through the single, closed, frosted glass door you enter a sizable room, opulently furnished with thick carpets, antique looking chaise-lounge’s, and breath-taking erotic paintings lining the walls. The actual stock of clothing seems relatively sparse, giving the whole establishment more of a boutique feel to it than a regular store, significantly different to what you’d normally expect of a fetish-wear shop. Though the aspect of all of this that stands out the most is the man standing behind the counter. With short black hair and a slight tan, you attention is almost immediately drawn to every other feature about him. Starting with the large spikey septum ring that dangles from his nose, to the two shiny golden rings piercing his completely on show nipples, to the fact that his ears have points at the tips, or possibly the fact that he’s wearing a bondage harness that the counter in front of him serves as the biggest factor of his modesty. All in all, despite being quite in-shape and handsome, a roguish flare especially in his cheeky smile, the shopkeeper feels almost the polar opposite of who you’d expect to find working in a business like this. <<if visited()>1>>Of course, you know him to be Sebastian, or ‘Seb’ as he prefers to be called, the storekeepers intern.<</if>> <<if visited()<=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SebLarge.png]]</div>"Hey there mate! Anything I can get you? Looking for something that’s good down the club? Or, you got a hot date with a potential <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? Let old Seb hook you up with something that’ll get you all the attention you can handle", laughs the figure, ‘Seb’, in a boisterous but friendly tone, enthusiastically gesturing you over. Still slightly shell-shocked by the vibrant man, you wander over, curious to see what he has on offer, letting out a muddled, "Yuh … yeah, sure", as you do. Now closer, standing across the counter from him, you’re pretty sure that he’s not wearing any underwear, his genitals freely hanging out for all the world to see. Thankfully though, the tall white-marble counter blocks your view. Meanwhile, ‘Seb’ seems to be watching you with a smirk, likely used to this sort of reaction. "Eyes up here mate", he laughs, pointing at his face before breaking out into a louder shuddering laugh, "Nah, not really, you can look all you want. But, the longer you look, the less time you’ll have to peruse our sh…stock, so let’s get you into something sweaty and formfitting", a catalogue emerging from beneath the counter in his right hand. Nodding, you take a look at it as the man continues to talk, explaining energetically, "It’s cool mate. I’m a bit too much for most people on the first encounter … second too … maybe it’s the third when I finally make a good impression. Anyway, don’t worry about it, the boss is always kicking my ass about it, but I think it gives this place the homey flair that it’s missing, you know?". Making conversation as you peruse the catalogue of latex and fetish apparel, you ask, "So you’re not the owner then? How did you end up working in a place so … I guess different to your style? If you don’t mind me saying that is", your mouth mostly running on autopilot. "Yeah, it’s a bit of a bonkers story that one. You see, I was working on my Post-Grad in fashion. I was fucking psyched to get out there and make my mark on the world and all that. Well, part of the deal is we have to do a year interning with some industry big-wig and what do I see on the list. That’s right, a fucking fetish designer, right up my alley. I thought I was going to get stuck with some lame dress maker doing the same old crap that’s been done to death, selling it to the drooling masses, you know the type. So, I sign up in a heartbeat and pack-up to do the interning year", taking a brief pause, he points out one of the outfits, smiling, "That’d suit you, everyone needs a latex kilt in their wardrobe, even if it’s only for a rainy day". Continuing as if he’d never stopped, he adds, "Anyway, I get here, and things are not what I expected. Marble floors, white paint, tasteful furniture that’s older than I am. Fuck, but the guy who’s teaching me is a master at his craft, I can’t fault him on that. He’s stuffy and doesn’t know how to have a good time, which is a surprise with the stick up his ass he always seems to have, but credit where credit is due, you know. So, we have a bit of banter back and forth, he calls me an uncultured swine and threatens to leash me by my nose like a bull, and I call him a crusty old kill-joy. To be honest, I kind of love it all, but I’m a glutton for punishment. I’m Sebastian by the way, though I go by ‘Seb’ for short, how about you?". His positive attitude practically infectious, you look up with your own grin, "Hey Seb, I’m $firstName, pleased to meet you", putting down the catalogue. "Fucking-A mate. So, anything a do for or to you today?".<<elseif lastVisited("Fetish Hub") == 1 && visited() >= 3 && !$sebQuestStarted>><<set $sebQuestStarted = true>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SebSmall.png]]</div>"Hey $firstName, glad to see you again. In fact, you’re just the person I wanted to see. Got a little favour I might be interested in asking from you, can make it worth your time. It’ll be fun, can promise that for certains", ‘Seb’ winks, a bigger grin than normal on his face. Cautious, but amused by his antics, you jokingly raise an eyebrow playing along. "Fun sounds great and all, but I might need more information than that it’ll get me payed and I’ll enjoy it. What sort of help do you need?". Seemingly relieved that you’re listening, the heavily pierced intern wipes his brow dramatically, throwing back a laugh, "Sure, sure. So, mate, I’m in a bind, and not the fun kind I get up to in my free time. I’ve got a customer who’s getting pretty ratty about his order, problem is that I’ve got it done … mostly anyway, just not sure if it’s ready. You see, latex and leather are weird, if you can’t see them on someone then it’s hard to get the full picture. We have a couple o’ regular models who come in, along with mannequins in store. But I can’t get a hold of the models, and the mannequins aren’t really shaped properly to test this piece out. So, sound like something you’re up for?". "Maybe. What you offering me for the work? You mentioned making it worth my while", you ask back, pondering whether helping him will be worth it, especially if the outfit is so weird that he can’t use it on a mannequin. Slapping his bare chest as he almost doubles over from laughing, Seb responds, "Right mate, best to know what the score is up front. What I’m thinking is, I can score you a nice spanking-ly shiny latex catsuit, if you’ve already got one I could run you 500 G.G.P instead. Also, you’d technically be a staff member here, at least if you squint just right, so Seb’d be happy to throw you the twenty percent employee discount. No haggling now, that’s my best offer. If you’re interested just give me a shout and we’ll get down to business". The conversation seemingly over for now, the half-naked intern pulls out the shops stock catalogue on top of the counter in case you’re interested in buying something. Waiting to hear what you have to say next eagerly.<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SebSmall.png]]</div>"Hey $firstName, glad to see you again. Anything I can get for you today? Though if you wanted to chill that’d be cool too. The boss always tells me to clear up loiterers, but for you I’ll make the exception", ‘Seb’ winks, pulling out the shops stock catalogue on top of the counter in case you’re interested in buying something.<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stores merchandise|Boundless Shop Stock]]<<if $sebQuestStarted && !$sebQuestFinished>> <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to model for Seb, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to give it a try?<<else>>[[Offer to model for Seb|Boundless Seb Quest Start][$actionAmountCurrent += 1;]]<</if>><</if>><<if $sebQuestFinished && $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 0>> [[Ask Seb for help with Jess|Boundless Ask Seb For Jess Help]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<addToWardrobe "Green Latex Catsuit">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Green Latex Catsuit. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Classic latex catsuit in green, not a bad choice at all. It’s a little standard, but everyone in the scene, sub or dom has their own latex catsuit, but the colour choice adds a little flare to matters. I like it, and you’ll certainly look part of the scene if you end up wearing it. Plus they feel top notch against the skin", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Purple Latex Catsuit">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Purple Latex Catsuit. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Classic latex catsuit in purple, not a bad choice at all. It’s a little standard, but everyone in the scene, sub or dom has their own latex catsuit, but the colour choice adds a little flare to matters. I like it, and you’ll certainly look part of the scene if you end up wearing it. Plus they feel top notch against the skin", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Latex Catsuit">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Pink Latex Catsuit. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Classic latex catsuit in pink, not a bad choice at all. It’s a little standard, but everyone in the scene, sub or dom has their own latex catsuit, but the colour choice adds a little flare to matters. We’ve had a few Barbie’s come in here in the past, think these look ‘super cute’, so I guess they were work in our scene and the club scene. Plus they feel top notch against the skin", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Shibari Rope Harness">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Shibari Rope Harness. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Huh, that’s a pretty sweet grab. Shibari is tough to get into, and I bet you’ll spend a few hours getting yourself in tangles to start with, but the way it rubs against the skin. It’s also pretty damn awesome to walk around in something that’s basically not an outfit and get away with it. Have your tackle flapping in the wind and all that", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Bondage Straps">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Black Bondage Straps. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Huh, that’s a pretty sweet grab. The bondage strap sets fly off the shelves, well they would do if we put stuff out to properly look at. They can take a bit to get used to, they cover a bit, but you can still get your kicks off from being half-naked. It’s pretty damn awesome to walk around in something that’s basically not an outfit and get away with it. Have your tackle flapping in the wind and all that", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Latex Leotard">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Black Latex Leotard. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Nice! A latex leotard is always a decent addition to any, and black’s a standard colour. In some ways, I think they’re better than the full catsuit. I mean, you get to keep your arms and legs breezy cool, it’s easier to slide into, and not to mention how sweaty full latex catsuits can get", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Green Latex Leotard">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Green Latex Leotard. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Nice! A latex leotard is always a decent addition to any, and green’s an interesting colour choice. In some ways, I think they’re better than the full catsuit. I mean, you get to keep your arms and legs breezy cool, it’s easier to slide into, and not to mention how sweaty full latex catsuits can get", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Purple Latex Leotard">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Purple Latex Leotard. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Nice! A latex leotard is always a decent addition to any, and purple’s an interesting colour choice. In some ways, I think they’re better than the full catsuit. I mean, you get to keep your arms and legs breezy cool, it’s easier to slide into, and not to mention how sweaty full latex catsuits can get", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Latex Leotard">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Purple Latex Leotard. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Nice! A latex leotard is always a decent addition to any, and pink’s an interesting colour choice. We get a few ditzy Barbie’s every now and then wandering in, and they always buy this stuff, so I guess it works good for the club scene. In some ways, I think they’re better than the full catsuit. I mean, you get to keep your arms and legs breezy cool, it’s easier to slide into, and not to mention how sweaty full latex catsuits can get", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Latex Business Suit">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Black Latex Business Suit. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Huh! Good snag mate. We don’t sell these too often due to the price, but they are stylish to say the least. The boss has actually been ranting about selling these to people who aren’t best know Dom’s in the scene. He seems to think that his prize suits need to be kept ‘prestigious’. So, you’ll certainly make an impression in it, whether it’s in the scene or at some fancy ball, this’ll make you look fierce", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Leather Bustier And Shorts">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Leather Bustier And Shorts. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Not one of the biggest sellers, but I dig the look. It’s kind of like walking around in expensive underwear and not much else, that’s the vibe I always got anyway. It keeps everything covered, but it’s breezy and sexy enough to make you look good at any scene event in my opinion", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Latex Nurse Dress">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a Latex Nurse Dress. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Wow, hot stuff! If more nurse’s wore this sort of stuff, then maybe I’d be willing to hire to go to the doctors when I get ill. Who am I kidding, around here it’s still not worth risking coming back with a dogs head. Anyway, it’s a decent fetish look, and pretty stylish too. We even get some full on bimbo’s come in for them sex stuff, so it’s got some appeal outside the scene. Short and breezy, easily accessible, quick to clean, I think that we should do more of a push on these honestly mate. Still, until then I’ll be glad to know that at least one more is out there", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Black Latex Panties">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the underwear they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an underwear set that catches your interest, a pair of Black Latex Panties. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Ooo! Not a bad idea. I mean, they’re pretty standard, and latex gets sweaty at times. But, I think pretty much everyone in the scene has a pair of these. Black works with everything, and they clean up nice and quick without staining", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Pink Frilly Latex Panties">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the underwear they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an underwear set that catches your interest, a pair of Pink Frilly Latex Panties. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Fancy! I mean, they’re a pretty standard cut, and latex gets sweaty at times. But, they’re cute and girly. Some people might get embarrassed wearing something like that, but I think that’s part of the charm. They’re pink and frilly, I mean they’re practically catnip to bimbo’s and femme’s. Plus, they clean up nice and quick without staining", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Leather Popper Panties">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the underwear they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an underwear set that catches your interest, a pair of Leather Popper Panties. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "You’re styling with these mate. The removable crotch section gives you options, and looks great when it’s ripped off during a scene. It’s sexy, easy to clean, covers just enough to tantalize. Can’t really think of anything about them that I don’t like. Then again, I do have a pair in my wardrobe, so I’m probably biased", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Crotchless Grey Latex Panties">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the underwear they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an underwear set that catches your interest, a pair of Crotchless Grey Latex Panties. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Not a bad choice. I mean, they’re a pretty standard cut, and latex gets sweaty at times. But, the missing crotch section is hot, and they’ll keep you nice and cool down there. Some people might get embarrassed wearing something like that, but I think that’s part of the charm. They’re sexy, and they clean up nice and quick without staining", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

As you pass through the fetish services hub, you spot something unusual. Standing behind a makeshift looking stall is a slightly portly looking man in a lab-coat, shouting out to passers-by and pointing at his merchandise. Whilst seeing a vender deciding to sell his wares in the Fetish Hub is odd enough, as is the fact that the man’s wearing a lab-coat, giving you the impression that he might be a scientist who works for the facility. No, the weirdest part is that the outfit he’s trying to sell to people seems to be a catsuit made of a black tar that literally stretches out and deforms in the mans grip, like running treacle. "Living Latex Catsuits! Get your own Living Latex Catsuits! Made of the state of the art new material Living Latex, these outfits will self-repair, self-clean, and even self-service. What more could you ask for?", he says in a slightly crackly voice. Spotting your he adds, "You there, 400 G.G.P for it. You won’t get a better deal this side of the facility. What do you say?", his attention locked on you. Thinking it over, you wonder whether you should purchase the strange item of clothing. Whilst it does sound interesting, and the price isn’t bad, you do wonder if wearing something that’s apparently living might not be the best idea. <<if $ggp < 400>>Though, the choice is somewhat taken out of your hands by your current lack of finances. Maybe next time?<<else>>There’s only one way to know, and that’s [[to buy it|Fetish Hub Slime Catsuit Main][$ggp -= 400]].<</if>>

<<if $diaperLocked>><<set $diaperLocked = false>><</if>><<addToWardrobe "Black Slime Latex Catsuit">>Taking the lab-coat wearing merchant up on his offer, you nod happily, telling him, "That sounds like a good deal, I’d like to buy one of your Living Latex Catsuit’s please", curiosity getting the better of you. Clearly glad to have a sale, his table still filled with stock, some of which are in jars whilst others ooze over the stalls surface, he returns your nod enthusiastically. "Brilliant, glad to do business with you. Just let me enter in the transaction and then I’ll get you your very own Living Latex Suit. They really are wonderful, they can do so many things. The main development team thinks that the nano-fibre weave they worked on is the best way forward, but my Living Latex can do so much more". Rambling about his work, most of which is too technical for you to really understand, he retrieves a small tablet computer, working with you to handle the transaction. "400 G.G.P has been removed from Trainee $firstName to purchase a Living Latex Catsuit", loudly announces the mechanical voice of Alice the facilities AI from a vaguely distant wall-speaker, confirming your finances have been altered appropriately. With glee in his eyes, the stall owner picks up one of the sealed jars, handing it to you. Confused how all this works, you raise an eyebrow, rotating the strange object in your hands. It’s fairly hefty, requiring two hands to properly handle, the jar more akin to a mason jar for kitchen storage. Though, it does have a fancy sticker on the side, proclaiming it a, "Living Latex Catsuit in a Jar – One Size Fits All", the information sparse to say the least. Likely spotting your confusion, the merchant quickly interjects, "Thank you valued customer for your patronage. All you need to do is open the jar and it’ll figure out everything else. After it has made contact with you it’ll size itself and attune to your needs. After that you can either store it like a normal piece of clothing or re-jar it. I hope you enjoy your new outfit-companion", a friendly wave telling you that he considers your needs as a customer served. Shrugging, you take a few steps away, not wanting to crowd his store-front after already making a purchase before going back to inspecting your jar-outfit. Black and goopy, you’re not sure what to make of it, unsure if you’ve just been hustled, though you could have sworn that the mixture sloshed around a little, some of the air-bubbles not where you remember them. Wanting to make sure you got what you paid for, you do the only thing that makes sense to you. Popping off the seal of the lid, you prod the mysterious substance tentatively. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackSlimeLatexCatsuit.png]]</div> It all happens in a flash. With a loud slurping sound, the slime rushes up your hand and then your arm, the sensation wet but not unpleasant. Quicker than you can really see, the large lump of mysterious goo spills out, covering you from your neck down to the bottom of your ankles, creating a relatively even coat of the substance across almost your entire body. Taken by surprise to say the least, you gasp, but it doesn’t seem to be doing anything bad at least. In fact, it kind of tingles. Vibrates even, like a light massage against your skin. That’s when it makes the oddest sound, a sort of, "Urgh", that comes out as an eerie gurgle from across its entire form. Once more, before you can react, it starts <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>constricting, but without any pressure. The realization hitting you too late that it’s destroying your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, possibly even eating them given how it feels to be moving.<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>constricting, but without any pressure. The realization hitting you to late that it’s destroying your $currentClothing, possibly even eating it given how it feels to be moving.<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>constricting, but without any pressure. The realization hitting you too late that it’s destroying your $currentUnderwear, possibly even eating it given how it feels to be moving.<<else>>undulating, as if it’s trying to grasp onto something. You can’t be sure, but you get the impression that it’s trying to find something to eat, your complete lack of available clothing disappointing it, but likely saving you some undue embarrassment.<</if>> Seemingly sated, at least for now, you wonder if it’ll calm down, the prospect of putting it back in the jar until you get back to your room no longer really on the table. However, the catsuit seems to have different ideas, providing motion to your <<if $breastSize >= 1>><<checkBreast>> boobs as it gropes them, making them rotate in a circular motion, the feel of a hundred tiny fingers rubbing them all at once<<else>><<checkNipple>> nipples, making them rotate in a circular motion, the feel of many tiny fingers rubbing them all at once<</if>>. Worse, not content to just play with your <<if $breastSize >= 1>>breasts<<else>>chest<</if>>, it also starts begins to massage your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy, enveloping the dick wetly as it slowly works the shaft whilst simultaneously stroking your labia<<elseif $penis>>cock, enveloping it wetly as it slowly works the shaft<<else>>pussy, lightly stroking your labia<</if>>. Weirdest of all, despite your building arousal it doesn’t push you to completion, seemingly content to stop as soon as you start to feel <<if $penis && $vagina>>pre-cum emerge from your cock-head and your cunt begin to moisten<<elseif $penis>>pre-cum emerge from your cock-head<<else>>your cunt begin to moisten<</if>>. Frustrated you grumble, "What do you want from me suit? Why are you tormenting me?", resolving yourself to find its seller to ask him what’s going on, though maybe not in such friendly terms. Not when you’re so grumpy from your restricted pleasure at least. After that you try to find the man who sold you the outfit again, but it seems that he’s hastily departed in the wake of your clothing incident, much of his stock still sitting out on the makeshift stall. Shrugging with a deep sigh, you figure that there’s no sense in trying to track him down. Afterall, no damage has been done, and the catsuit is kind of comfortable in its own way. Maybe it was a good deal in the end? The catsuit seems to have calmed down for now, though whether it might cause trouble again in the future is another matter. <<set $currentClothing = "Black Slime Latex Catsuit">><<set $currentUnderwear = "Naked">>Now the proud owner of a Living Latex Catsuit, thankful that the facility has a replacement on all damaged clothing, you [[return to wandering through the fetish services plaza|Fetish Hub]], your outfit dripping goo behind you as you go.

<<set $random = random(1,3)>>As you pass through the sexual plaza you spot something out of the ordinary. Placed almost in the center is a fairly large stage with a black backdrop featuring a white silhouette of a naked woman with her legs spread. Emblazoned across it, "Altar of Venus". Stranger yet, the three women who are also standing on the stage, all wielding instruments, are extremely naked. A sizable crowd having gathered, you hear the woman at the front of the trio shout out through her microphone, "Hey everyone! We’ve got a packed set here for you today. I’m Panty Hamster, they’re Love Button and Flowerpot, and we are Altar of Venus!", the crowd breaking out into an enthusiastic cheer at her proclamation. Taking a better look at them, you see that the lead singer, ‘Panty Hamster’, is a short-haired brunette with a wide pink stripe running through the middle of her spiked hairdo. With a smattering of freckles and matching thick pink makeup, she’s kind of cute, but what stands out the most is her massive bright pink pubic bush. Meanwhile, ‘Flowerpot’ the drummer is a tiny redhead with long luxurious floor-length hair, and a pussy which gapes lewdly, long labia splaying out to each side. Finally, ‘Love Button’ is the guitarist, a tall confident looking blonde with a refined updo, her sultry expression telling you that’s she’s on top of the world at the moment. Though, you spot where her name likely came from too, her clit bulbous to the point that it resembles a thumb, pierced multiple times down its length with golden hoops. <<if $random == 1>>Breaking into a song, "Crowd Pleaser", you watch as Panty Hamster is really getting into it, rubbing herself off frantically as she sings the rock song, her moans of passion skilfully incorporated into the songs lyrics. The crowd getting more riled up by the second, you watch as she suddenly power-slides down the stage towards the audience, stopping right at the edge with her dewy feminine lips spread lewdly, not having missed a beat of her singing. Shockingly, what happens next is a smattering of girls in the front row start to fondle and toy with her cunt, all of this seemingly a normal occurrence in the minds of everyone involved. The song ending with her cumming with a violent spray of fem-cum across a fair chunk of the audience. You get the impression the song lived up to its name.<<elseif $random == 2>>Starting onto a song, "Bucket of Love", you see the red-headed drummer, Flowerpot, stands up whilst still drumming, showing off that she was sitting on two of thickest dildos you think you’ve ever seen. With some level of shock, the girl rather petite making it all the more impactful, you gasp as suddenly she stops playing with one hand, slamming it up into her cunt in a single wet pop. Thankfully she’s holding the drumstick in such a way that it’s not harming her, but you continue to watch as she fists herself violently whist drumming seemingly lost to the world in her pleasure. The song ending with her cumming energetically across her instrument, you get the impression what the song might be about.<<elseif $random == 3>>Going into a song, "Joy Buzzer", you see Love Button, the seductive blonde guitarist, seems to be really into this song, breaking into a long guitar solo. All of a sudden, she throws her guitar to the floor, straddling it in a remarkably fluid and sexual manoeuvre. Much to your shock, her fleshy ringed clit bouncing around, she aggressively begins humping her instrument, the electric guitar making a pretty amazing sound as a result, completely in keeping with the song. Her love-button’s piercings catching on the strings in a way that makes her shudder with joy, she cums in a massive expressive flood, her fem-cum flowing off the side of the stage to great applause.<</if>> The music is good, but the crowd is so large that you don’t want to stick around too long. Deciding that you’ve seen enough, you carry on.

Groggily coming around, feeling incredibly drowsy, you start to come around, a bright light making you blink as your vision comes in. It takes you a moment, but, getting accustomed to the light, you finally start to be able to make out where you are, the blindingly bright light source turning out to be the sun. A warm breeze flowing over your nude form. Further, it seems you’re outside, grass and flowers nearby, along with a large picturesque house, the scent of fresh bread and other baking wafting across your sense. Trying to pull yourself up to investigate more, a metallic tinkling reaches your ear, causing you to swivel about to find the source. The result of which both surprises you and doesn’t, a strange comfort flowing through you. Indeed, the sound you heard was the rustling of a chain, a chain in fact that is attached from a heavy-duty peg in the ground to a thick yet comfortable collar around your neck. What’s more, you also caught sight of a slightly oversized red dog house with a white wooden roof, the name, "Marshmallow", emblazoned just above the entry way. Looking for more clues, you try to get up once more, though new impediments stand in your way you now realize. For one, your hands are encased in thick leather mittens, locked onto your wrists, stopping you from anything too complex. Meanwhile, your thighs are bound to your ankles, padded supports strapped around your knees, reducing your options to just crawling. Unable to see a better choice, you begin carefully pacing around, trying to spot any clues to your situation. Among other things, you find; a warm and cosy looking blanket within the dog house, a bunch of balls, frisbees and squeaky toys, some scattered pillows that smell remarkably relaxing, and finally a pair of shiny metallic bowls. Whilst one of the bowls contains a thick stew-like substance that you can’t really determine its ingredients, the other bowl is filled to the brim with remarkably clear water, so clear in fact that you get a slightly distorted reflection of yourself out of it. Thankfully, most everything is as you remember, though you do have face-paint on, a black splotch over one eye and a puppy like nose completing the picture of your current status. "There you are Marshmallow, enjoying your outdoor time?", giggles an attractive and fashionably dress woman as she approaches you, a leash in one hand and a cookie in the other. "It’s a lovely day for it, just to have a nap on the grass I mean. Your owners are going to be back from work in a couple of hours, but I’m sure we can sneak in another walk and maybe some play time before then. You are just the most adorable puppy in the world, you know that? Every day is a pleasure getting to dog-sit for you, it’s like having my own but getting paid from it", she comments absentmindedly, talking to you like one might do to a pet or a small child, clipping the leash to your collar and unclipping the existing chain. "Woof!", you respond happily, the choice just feeling right, a smile lighting up on the dog-sitter’s face when you do. Patting you on the head affectionately and giving you the cookie to eat, she leads you off towards the one of the back doors to the expansive home. Letting out a big yawn, your eyes drooping slightly from the exertion of crawling after basking in the mid-day sun, you start to suddenly feel very sleepy. Closing your eyes, it’s just about at the point as you pass through the entryway that finally everything becomes once more hazy, sleep rapidly overtaking you.

<<addToMakeupBox "Lipstick">>Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to get the discounted lipstick, Candi retrieving it for you from beneath the counter. "Oooh! Taking advantage of the promotional offer? Lipstick is probably the most basic of makeup applicators, but it’s also incredibly versatile. Depending on the amount and colour of lipstick you use, you can manage anything from a stylish formal look to a whoreish smattering of it. Plus it makes your lips look so kissable. Hopefully you’ll come around here and show it off sometime", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

<<addToMakeupBox "Eyeshadow">>Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to get the eyeshadow, Candi retrieving it for you from beneath the counter. "Not a bad pick. Eyeshadow is an important corner stone of most looks, and as such is pretty versatile. Just a little and it’s cute and classy, slap on a lot and you get a super slutty look. Though, what colour eyeshadow you put on also makes a difference. Black is classic and formal, as are browns, pink is cute but also kind of bimbo-y, whilst most everything else makes you look kind of like you’re trying out to be a stripper … or a clown … a sexy stripper clown. There’s a lot you can do with it though, and that makes it fun!", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to just get a <<if $holderInt == 1>>very small refill, Candi retrieving for you a tiny bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>a small refill, Candi retrieving for you a small bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>a medium refill, Candi retrieving for you a reasonably sized bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>a large refill, Candi retrieving for you a hefty jar<<elseif $random == 5>>a industrial-sized refill, Candi with a little difficulty retrieving for you a small barrel<</if>> of the strange Beauty Synth Goo. "Nice choice! It’s always good to get some extra Beauty Synth Goo. I go through so much of this stuff that I can’t recommend enough keeping a good personal supply. The worst thing that can happen is to get used to a makeup routine and then run out. It practically gives me the shivers just thinking about it<<if $holderInt >= 4>>. Though, maybe don’t keep too much of it all in one place … though that was all rumours so I’m sure you’ll be fine<</if>>", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

"I'm maybe looking to maybe buy something", you state, looking over the advertisements and clear packaged makeup devices that are displayed on the counter and sides of the stall. "Great! Now I get to talk all about makeup! This is probably the second best part of the job, right after doing test makeovers on people to show off what it can look like if they use the products. This is going to be so much fun. I bet we can find you something that’ll really help out your morning routine", answers Candi with a smile as she begins explaining the various products and how they can be used together to create a variety of different looks. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide makeup applicator options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('makeup applicators') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('makeup applicators') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('makeup applicators') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide makeup applicator options</button><div id="makeup applicators" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lipstick<<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lipstick") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A stylish black lipstick tube with neon pink LED trimming. Built with customizable colour control. Price: <s>300 G.G.P</s> 50 G.G.P <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lipstick") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <50>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lipstick|Candi’s Lipstick][$ggp -= 50]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lip Gloss<<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lip Gloss") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A cute compact black circular tub with neon pink LED trimming and a see-through lid. Built with customizable colour control. Can be applied with lipstick or on its own. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lip Gloss") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lip Gloss|Candi’s Lip Gloss][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lip Liner<<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lip Liner") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A stylish slim black tube with neon pink LED trimming, containing a delicate lip liner pencil-esque tip. Helps make lipstick application neater and easier, whilst also giving your look a sophisticated edge. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lip Liner") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lips Liner|Candi’s Lip Liner][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Eyeshadow<<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Eyeshadow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A stylish black square 4-colour eyeshadow pallet with neon pink LED trimming and a see-through lid. Built with customizable colour control and space to hold an included self-cleaning eyeshadow brush. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Eyeshadow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Eyeshadow|Candi’s Eyeshadow][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Eyeliner<<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Eyeliner") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A stylish slim black tube with neon pink LED trimming, containing a long delicate eyeliner felt-tip-esque end. Helps outline the users eyes, built with customizable colour control. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Eyeliner") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Eyeliner|Candi’s Eyeliner][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Mascara<<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Mascara") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A stylish slim black tube with neon pink LED trimming, containing a long delicate mascara brush. Helps emphasize eyelashes by lengthening, thickening and darkening them. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Mascara") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Mascara|Candi’s Mascara][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Fake Lashes Kit<<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Fake Lashes Kit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A small black box with neon pink LED trimming and a see-through lid. Contains the ability to generate various types of fake eyelashes. Produced eyelashes are self-adhesive, and will automatically dispose themselves over time. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Fake Lashes Kit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Fake Lashes Kit|Candi’s Fake Lashes Kit][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Blush<<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Blush") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A cute compact black circular tub with neon pink LED trimming and a see-through lid. Built with customizable colour control. Comes complete with a wide self-cleaning brush for application. Used to give colour to the users cheeks. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Blush") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blush|Candi’s Blush][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Highlighter<<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Highlighter") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A cute compact black circular tub with neon pink LED trimming and a see-through lid. Built with customizable colour control. Comes complete with a wide self-cleaning brush for application. Used to emphasize features. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Highlighter") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Highlighter|Candi’s Highlighter][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Edible Glitter<<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Edible Glitter") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A small black circular pot with neon pink LED trimming and a see-through window on one side. Filled with specially prepared glitter, this product can be applied almost anywhere for a cute and flirty look. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Edible Glitter") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Edible Glitter|Candi’s Edible Glitter][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Face Paint Kit<<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Face Paint Kit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A stylish black square 4-colour face paint pallet with neon pink LED trimming and a see-through lid. Built with customizable colour control and space to hold multiple included self-cleaning brushes and sponges, this product opens up many possibilities. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Face Paint Kit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Face Paint Kit|Candi’s Face Paint Kit][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Body Paint Kit<<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Body Paint Kit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A stylish black square 4-colour face paint pallet with neon pink LED trimming and a see-through lid, along with a detachable spray nozzle. Built with customizable colour control and space to hold multiple included self-cleaning brushes and sponges, not to mention the spray device with patented even coating detection, this product opens up many possibilities. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Body Paint Kit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Body Paint Kit|Candi's Body Paint Kit][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Perfume Kit<<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Perfume Kit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A stylish black small tube with neon pink LED trimming and a button on top. Built with voice activated controls, this complex handheld perfumery allows the user to mix up custom scents on the spot, as well as downloading new options from any compatible computer system. Price: 1000 G.G.P <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Perfume Kit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Perfume Kit|Candi's Perfume Kit][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide Beauty Synth Goo refill options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('synth goo') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('synth goo') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('synth goo') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide Beauty Synth Goo refill options</button><div id="synth goo" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Very Small Beauty Synth Goo Refill A tiny refill bottle of Beauty Synth Goo. Good for about 10 charges of makeup. Price: 50 G.G.P <<if $ggp <50>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Very Small Refill|Candi’s Synth Goo][$ggp -= 50; $holderInt = 1; $makeupSupplies += 10]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Small Beauty Synth Goo Refill A small refill bottle of Beauty Synth Goo. Good for about 20 charges of makeup. Price: 100 G.G.P <<if $ggp <100>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Small Refill|Candi’s Synth Goo][$ggp -= 100; $holderInt = 2; $makeupSupplies += 20]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Medium Beauty Synth Goo Refill A medium refill bottle of Beauty Synth Goo. Good for about 50 charges of makeup. Price: 250 G.G.P <<if $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Medium Refill|Candi’s Synth Goo][$ggp -= 250; $holderInt = 3; $makeupSupplies += 50]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Large Beauty Synth Goo Refill A hefty refill jar of Beauty Synth Goo. Good for about 100 charges of makeup. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Large Refill|Candi’s Synth Goo][$ggp -= 500; $holderInt = 4; $makeupSupplies += 100]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Industrial Sized Beauty Synth Goo Refill A small barrel of Beauty Synth Goo. Good for about 200 charges of makeup. Price: 1000 G.G.P <<if $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Very Large Refill|Candi’s Synth Goo][$ggp -= 1000; $holderInt = 5; $makeupSupplies += 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div></div> [[Decide to stop browsing the stock for now|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall]]

As you wander through the facility’s main shopping atrium, you a large black and pastel pink stall with the sign, Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall", standing out from the top of it. Pushing your way through the crowds, you can see that it seems to is indeed a makeup stall, products stacked up all over the top of it. The stall having large wooden wheels that don’t look like they would actually function, you also see a number of advertisements talking about some miracle substance called, "Beauty Synth Goo", though it’s hard to tell exactly what it’s about from just the quick sales pitch. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/CandiMakeup.jpg]]</div> Meanwhile, behind the counter you see a rather hyperactive-looking woman, her features speaking of some sort of Asian descent. Between the thick bright pink lipstick, flirty purple eyeshadow, and long eyeliner wingtips, you can tell this woman clearly loves the all things makeup. Being at about five and a half feet tall she makes her black maxi dress look good, wide slits on either side running all the way up past her navel. Though, her tiny breasts somewhat stand out given her bimbo-ish appearance, made up for largely by her exceedingly large bum and practically creates a platform behind her. <<if visited()>1>>Of course, you know her to be Candi, the stalls flirty owner.<</if>> <<if visited( )<= 1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/CandiLarge.png]]</div><<addToInventory "Makeup Box">><<set $makeupSupplies += 25>>"Oooo! So pretty! You’ve got a super cute bone structure. You have to let me put some makeup on you. That would be so fun!", purrs the woman, leaning over the top of her stall in a way that would be much more effective if she had a bigger chest. <<if $submission >= 25>><<set $lipMakeup.currentStyle = 2>><<set $lipMakeup.currentColour = "pink">><<calcMakeupStyle>>Submissively unable to resist her offer, her sultry confidence luring you in, you lean forward. Letting out a tiny giggle, her hand sweeping in front of her smirk, she begins searching for something out of view, her right hand returning after a few seconds with a small shiny cylinder in it. "You are so easy! Not that I have a problem with that, getting to play with people passing by is the best part of the job. But, around here that could get you into a lot of trouble. Fun trouble, but trouble none-the-less", her voice continuing to be breathy and with the faintest flirty lilt. Wanting to reply, you start to explain yourself, saying, "No it’s nuh…", the heavily painted woman taking this opportunity to begin prodding your lips with the tube-like object which turns out to be a lipstick tube. A mirror mounted on one of the side panels giving you a good view of what she’s doing, it seems like she’s applying a cute bubble-gum pink coloured layer to your <<checkLips>> lips, her speed and finesse at this task marking her as surely an expert in the field. "All done! And I was right, it looks so pretty. You should totally do a good layer of this stuff every day. I think you could make it work with whatever you go with, though red is the classic colour. Then again, red often comes off as just too … serious, you know? Whilst, when you’re young and single, you’re just looking to mingle. Right? Red lipstick way too frequently either makes you look like a bored businesswoman or a cheap hooker, though I bet you could make it work still", the way she stares at you as she assess her work giving you the impression that she’s maybe also sizing you up.<<else>>Keeping your distance slightly, the offer too suspicious given everything you’ve seen so far in the facility, you answer, "No makeup for the moment thank you. I’m just browsing", moving closer but cautiously, wanting to get a better look at her products. "Awww! Too bad! The offer is still open though, it’d be my pleasure to see how you look after my handywork. Still, it’s a smart move not to take random people up on their offers of using their products, some of the stuff around here will seriously ruin your complexion", the heavily painted woman pouts, playing up her disappointment as she flutters her long eyelashes.<</if>> "But enough of that, let me tell you all about the wonderful new product we’ve just got in. I’m Candi, and here at Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall we try to keep ahead of the curve when it comes to beauty technology. Tired of carrying around all of those heavy makeup items? Sick of trying to keep track of fifty different palettes of eyeshadow? Wanting to try out all new colours of lipstick without having to buy them individually. Well Beauty Synth Goo is the answer to all of those questions and more", the large bottomed woman explains in a well-practiced patter, pulling a laptop-sized stylishly decorated box out from under the counter. "This is the Beauty Goo Transformation Box. You see, the wonder that is Beauty Synth Goo is the ultimate configurable makeup, usable in any makeup application device to create on the fly any colour of your choosing. The box is like a printer, and the Beauty Synth Goo is like an ink cartridge. All you need to do is slot your applicable makeup applicators into the makeup box, ensure that enough Beauty Synth Goo is in the current goo reserve, and all your devices will be refilled and ready to use. After that you just select the colour of makeup output you wish to use on the individual devices, and you can use the top-quality cruelty free products to your heart’s desire". Thinking she’s about finished with her speech, you’re surprised when she keeps going, pushing the box across the counter towards you. "As part of our special promotion of the Beauty Goo Transformation Box and Beauty Synth Goo, we’re giving away to every customer a free Beauty Goo Transformation Box, along with a small bottle of Beauty Synth Goo. So, go forth and make the world a more beautiful place", she finally finishes, taking a deep breath before quickly stating in a tone that’s hard to hear it goes by so fast, "The Beauty Good Transformation Box will only work with Beauty Goo branded products. Beauty Synth Goo should only be bought from a licensed seller, use otherwise is at the users own risk. Beauty Goo does not take any responsibility for any permanent damage or genetic manipulation caused by our products. Nor do we guarantee that our products are incapable of attaining sentience and acting cruelly against their users. Finally promotional offers are limited to one per customer". Glancing at her kind of nervously, you cough once to make sure she’s actually finished, Candi panting for breath like she’s just run a marathon. "Hi, I’m $firstName. So this is free then?", you ask cautiously, adding on second thought, "Also, did you mention something about damage … and then sentience …", the speed at which went through the last statement allowing you only to catch parts of it, your mind slowly processing what you did hear. Waving off your concerns with a smile, Candi answers, "Yep $firstName, all yours. Those normally retail for a lot of money, so it’s a great deal", a massive surge of relief coming before you’re quickly struck again by concern as she adds in a nonchalant whisper, "And … I mean … yeah, there have been some teething issues. Sometimes literally. But they’ve got most of the risks out of the newer batches. Those stories about the Beauty Synth Goo ‘coming alive’ and going on makeup rampages are massively over exaggerated. All they did was try and give people makeovers, which is kind of respectable really. Oh … well … other than the cases where they were puppeting their hosts, but that … that was ages ago". Her explanation only making the product seem worse and worse, you ask nervously, "So … that sounds kind of bad. Why would I want one of these again? ", the otherwise flirty and confident stall owner suddenly losing her cool slightly. "No, no. It really is a great product! I use it all the time, and I’m fine see!", Candi pointing to her face with both hands for emphasis, "And, it comes with a makeup guide, and … and … it’s free!", the curvy rear-ed woman now doing jazz hands. Seeing the logic in her statement, the free-ness of the product making it feel worthwhile taking even if it does come to life and wreak havoc. Shrugging, you pick up the fancy high-tech makeup box, "Thanks Candi. I suppose I could always use it as a doorstop if I don’t use it otherwise", Candi’s pilowy lips opening as if she’s about to explain another disclaimer before thinking better of it. "Brilliant! A pleasure doing business with you. Now, if you’d like to buy some additional refills or some of our fine makeup application devices, feel free to browse. We have a special deal on the lipstick right now, specially for people on facility programs, so it could be a great time to check it out", grins the shopkeeper in her victory, seemingly having surprised even herself that you were actually willing to take the product.<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/CandiSmall.png]]</div>"Welcome back $firstName. Here to get a refill of Beauty Synth Goo? We’ve also got a whole ton of amazing makeup applicators for sale. Oh … and no refunds, company policy for all products. So, feel free to browse and if you need any help don’t hesitate to ask", greets Candi, the stall’s owner, her voice a sultry purr. Content with her greeting, the curvy rear-ed woman waits patiently, taking a moment to touch-up her lipstick in a small mirror on her side of the cart.<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stalls merchandise|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Leave the stall</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<addToMakeupBox "Lip Gloss">>Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to get the lip gloss, Candi retrieving it for you from beneath the counter. "Very cute! There’s a lot you can do with lip gloss, especially the one that we sell. It works wonders when combined with lipstick, but it can also be used on its own. Plus, it’s very versatile in terms of the looks it creates. With just a little you can look very sweet and lovely, whilst a lot of it looks kind of slutty and flirty. I love double layering it with pink lipstick and glitter!", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

<<addToMakeupBox "Lip Liner">>Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to get the lip liner, Candi retrieving it for you from beneath the counter. "Oooh! Stylish! You know, these lip liner pencils are great for speeding up your morning routine. All you need to do is draw out the lip line, and then you can sort of paint the lipstick or gloss in there. Plus, the perfect edges it gives you look so fancy and formal. Good choice!", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

<<addToMakeupBox "Eyeliner">>Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to get the eyeliner, Candi retrieving it for you from beneath the counter. "You’ll be styling with this! Eyeliner can have a lot of different effects, especially if you’re trying out different colours with it, but generally it comes off as classy and formal. Whether you’re painting in your waterline or going for full cat-eye style wingtips, generally speaking you’ll look sexy and refined. Though, some of the styles do look a little too much. And, colours other than classic black often come off with a slutty vibe in my experience. Looking forward to seeing how it looks on you!", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

<<addToMakeupBox "Mascara">>Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to get the mascara, Candi retrieving it for you from beneath the counter. "A classic! I think everyone benefits from pumping up their lashes a little. I mean, you can still go overboard with mascara, and end up with clumps in it, that looks trashy, but generally you’ll look hot and classy with mascara. Though, maybe if you use only a little it’ll come off more cute than anything, it’s hard to tell sometimes. Not too many choices to make with mascara though, it just usually makes everything better!", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

<<addToMakeupBox "Fake Lashes Kit">>Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to get the fake lashes kit, Candi retrieving it for you from beneath the counter. "These are just the best! I don’t know if you ever had to fiddle around with the old false lashes, where you had to manually put the glue on, but these self-adhesive ones are so much easier. They also look great too, and they conform to your eyelash colour to give you a more natural blend. False lashes are just great. Whether you’re lengthening your lashes to give yourself a cute and flirty look, going over the top for a more slutty one, or just filling in the gaps for a more classy one, it’s hard to go wrong with fake lashes", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

<<addToMakeupBox "Blush">>Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to get the blush, Candi retrieving it for you from beneath the counter. "Great! There are so many uses to blush, it’s a great tool to have at your disposal. A little bit of a cute pink on the cheeks looks adorable, whilst a lot of it there can make you look majorly slutty. But, you can also use it for contouring your cheek bones, and that look is really trendy and formal instead. So many options! ", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

<<addToMakeupBox "Highlighter">>Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to get the highlighter, Candi retrieving it for you from beneath the counter. "A really fancy choice! It doesn’t have the most versatility in the world, but it certainly is stylish. A good usage of highlighter can really make your cheekbones and other features pop. I think it’s almost a must if you’re looking to create a makeup co-ordinate for a formal event", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

<<addToMakeupBox "Face Paint Kit">>Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to get the face paint kit, Candi retrieving it for you from beneath the counter. "Huh! That’s weird, I don’t think I have one of these. In fact, I don’t remember them adding these to the product list. Though, they sound like fun still. I mean, think of all the cool things you could do with a face paint kit. You could make yourself look like a cute kitten or puppy for parties, you could give yourself a scary skull-face look, or even make yourself up to be a slutty clown. I’ve totally got to get one of these too, have a play around with it and see what looks I can come up with", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

<<addToMakeupBox "Edible Glitter">>Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to get the edible glitter, Candi retrieving it for you from beneath the counter. "That’ll be a really fun addition to your makeup routine. A bit of glitter is always just so fun and flirty. It’s hard to figure out exactly how working glitter into your look is going to turn out, as it can come off as cute, whore-ish or kind of bimbo-ish, but it’s just some pretty it’s hard to resist. Even better, you can put it on your cheeks, your lips, or your eyelids, and they’ll sparkle!", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

<<calcMakeupStyle>>Opening the lid of your Beauty Goo Transformation Box, your immediately faced with your reflection, a combination mirror and screen built into the lid. Readouts on the right hand side list your Beauty Synth Goo reserves and your current applicators, whilst the main section of the display scans your face, suggesting various makeup routines you could apply to improve your appearance, including in it a description of what style of look it would create. There’s also a little icon of a book with a button next to it, used to [[access the style the ‘Makeup Help Guide’|Wardrobe & Makeup Examine Makeup Guide]]. You currently own; <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lipstick") != -1>>Lipstick, <</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lip Gloss") != -1>>Lip Gloss, <</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lip Liner") != -1>>Lip Liner, <</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Eyeshadow") != -1>>Eyeshadow,<</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Eyeliner") != -1>>EyeLiner, <</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Mascara") != -1>>Mascara, <</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Fake Lashes Kit") != -1>>Fake Lashes Kit, <</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Blush") != -1>>Blush, <</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Highlighter") != -1>>Highlighter, <</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Edible Glitter") != -1>>Edible Glitter, <</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Face Paint Kit") != -1>>Face Paint Kit, <</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Body Paint Kit") != -1>>Body Paint Kit, <</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Perfume Kit") != -1>>Perfume Kit, <</if>>$makeupSupplies units of Beauty Synth Goo. 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Beauty Goo Transformation Box Makeup Guide Welcome owner of this phenomenal Beauty Goo Transformation Box! This wonderful guide is a small extra feature built in to further help you understand our line of beauty products, and to ensure you an easy and fun introduction to their various uses. This box will aid you in your makeup application as best it can, using our patented real-time advice system, but we still recommend for all serious users to apply for Beauty Goo corporation accredited courses in the beautician arts. Throughout this guide we here at the Beauty Goo corporation will attempt to explain various of the built in guidance options our state of the art makeup box contains. Whilst some experts may differ in opinion, our scholarly Goo-ticians have built our systems with a wide variety of different looks in mind. We consider there to be four main makeup looks, and so offer guidance in accordance with them. These core makeup styles are considered; - Formal - Cute - Flirty - Slutty Most all elements of a makeup look will add to these core styles in some way, often to multiple styles at the same time. This is why it’s usually important to balance these styles out in such a way to ensure that your look doesn’t accidentally spill over into another style. It’s also worth noting that it’s often a factor of how much of a certain product you wear, as to what style the application produces. However, we here at the Beauty Goo corporation feel, above all else, that makeup is meant to be fun. So, feel free to make your own decisions, mixing and matching different makeup elements as you wish. Good luck on your voyage into the world of makeup, and have fun! <hr>Lipstick Lipstick is a mainstay of most makeup looks. Whilst small usage of it is often considered a more Formal and Cute style. Meanwhile, the a thicker application of lipstick will quickly lead to a more Flirty and Slutty look. Equally choice of colour also plays a big part, with classic red lipstick being considered Formal, more trendy pink lipstick applications being Cute and Flirty, and most other colour choices ultimately looking rather Slutty. Lipstick can also be used in combination with lip gloss, creating a more Cute and Flirty addition to the base look. <hr>Lip Gloss Lip gloss is like lipsticks younger sister, versatile, fun, cute, and more than a little slutty. Whilst small usage of it is often considered a more Cute look, a thicker application of lip gloss will almost invariably convey a Flirty and Slutty style. As always choice of colour also plays a big part, with clear coats and reds appearing more Formal, pink lip gloss applications being Cute and Flirty, and most other colour choices ultimately looking rather Slutty. As noted in our lipstick entry, lip gloss can be used in conjunction with lipstick to create a more Cute and Flirty version of that lipsticks base look. <hr>Lipliner Lipliner is an interesting addition to any makeup look, providing a Formal finish whilst also aiding in neatening up edges. This in turn makes it easier to create complex lip looks when using lipliner. <hr>Eyeshadow Eyeshadow is another staple of most makeup looks. Small amounts of eyeshadow appear more Cute in style, and large amounts often come off as more Flirty and Slutty. However, generally the style of eyeshadow has a much lesser impact than the colour usage, almost all styles being viably Formal short of going the ‘racoon eyes’ look. In terms of colour selection, blacks and bronzes appear as more Formal, whilst pinks are more Cute and Flirty, with most every other unnatural colour coming off as rather Slutty. <hr>Eyeliner Eyeliner can either serve as a handy addition to bring emphasis to your eyeshadow, or as a makeup component in its own right. Generally seen as a Formal addition to any look, more so when applied to the waterline. It can be difficult to use eyeliner to produce a Cute look, though is possible when only applying it as a minimal ‘tight-line’. Meanwhile, heavier and more complex looks are often considered both Flirty and Slutty. Unlike in many other instances, black eyeliner is considered the standard, and generally does not sway the look towards any particular style. However, usage of coloured eyeliners will very quickly make a makeup coordination look extremely Flirty and Slutty. <hr>Mascara Mascara is one of the more simple makeup additions to your look, only requiring the choices of how much to apply and whether to also coat your lower lashes, almost always creating a Formal look. That said, extremely small applications of mascara can still appear more Cute than anything, whilst heavy applications can appear more Flirty and Slutty. <hr>Fake Lashes Fake lashes, sometimes referred to as false lashes are a more complex component of a makeup look than might at first be expected. They come in a variety of sizes and designs, which can be used to much different effect. The first type of fake lash are ‘filler’ lashes used to fill in the gaps of the wearers natural eyelashes to create a more Formal and stylish look. Next you have smaller lash extensions which are considered more Cute a look. Meanwhile the longer lashes come off as Flirty, before the most extreme lashes become more Slutty in appearance. Still, all false lash extensions have a Flirty hint to them, with doubling up on lashes often just compounding the lengths style. <hr>Blush Blush is another mainstay of the makeup toolbox. The smallest amount of blush to naturally emphasize your features can make any look appear more Formal. Going further, a light coat of blush can give you a very Cute and youthful appearance. A heavier coat than that will come off as Flirty,while the heaviest coats of blush will appear incredibly Slutty and whorish. Blush can also be used to contour, either creating a natural and extremely Formal style. Conversely a heavy coat of blush combined with contouring will produce an almost unrivalled Slutty look. In terms of colour choice, blush can equally be hard to get right. Reds can be both Formal or Slutty depending on quantity. At the same time, pink blush can be both Cute and Flirty. The only thing that is for sure is that non-standard colours are almost always Slutty. <hr>Highlighter Highlighter is an interesting addition to any makeup look, providing a Formal finish by helping emphasize the beauty of the users natural features. Almost a must for any truly formal makeup co-ordinate. <hr>Edible Glitter Glitter is fun! That’s just a fact. Applicable to the mouth, eyelids, cheeks or body in general, glitter brightens up any look. The only issue is that it’s hard to say exactly how its going to look. Cute, Flirty, Slutty, though normally a combination of the three, it will certainly make a big impression on those you meet. <hr>Face Paint Face paint, an odd product to say the least. Generally speaking, most face paint looks will not add to any particular style. This is mostly because no one can really take face paint seriously, so most will overlook it as a quirk of the wearer than a distinct aspect of a makeup co-ordinate. That said, the one main exception is clown face paint, which is almost invariably incredibly Slutty and whorish. <hr>Body Paint Body paint is also a strange product. In general, body paint is a rarity within makeup styles, and as such is hard to categorize within the standard means. This is mostly because body paint in truth requires full nudity to properly be expressed, an option that few are willing to utilize. Resultingly, most of the styles available are either specialized to certain situations, or are immensely Slutty in nature. The great boon of this, however, is that certain jobs, especially those that pride themselves on the nudity of their employees, such as strip clubs and brothels, will consider these body paint applications as an impressive selling point of their services.<<if $petPlay || $lactationPlay>> There is one other point to note in regards to body paint, that being its usage within animal play circles, from hucows to puppy-play, and even within pony-play stables. Whilst not a requirement, and many of those involved in those circles indeed don’t make use of body paint instead finding alternatives or not bothering altogether, there is an established usage within these environments. Much like within sexual service businesses, I think that it would be equally valuable to apply appropriate body paint, but that’s mostly a guess on my part.<</if>> <hr>Perfume Perfume is a quick finishing touch for almost any user, helping to give that extra bump to secure your style. Classic scents, like light musk, woods and subtle vanilla extract, are usually considered more Formal in nature. Meanwhile, floral options are treated much more Cute than anything, though fruit and sweet options are also somewhat this. Equally, sweet and sugary scents may also be thought of as Flirty too. Finally, strong musk, and aphrodisiac based perfumes, such as heavy lavender and jasmine, are believed to be particularly Slutty. There is also a number of directly sexual perfumes out there, though those are not socially acceptable within standard classifications. <hr>General Hygiene Finally, I want to take a moment to explain the importance of hygiene on any presentable makeup coordinate. It’s important to say the least not to smell of cum and sex, let alone be coated in such fluids, if one wants to appear Formal or Cute in the end. Equally, even Flirty and Slutty makeup looks eventually will degrade into something wholly repulsive if those involved completely ignore their personal hygiene. Still, the hint of sweat or cum can be a boon to those composing a Slutty style of appearance in sparing quantities. <hr>That’s basically all you’ll ever need to know to put together the style of your choice. But, it’s always worth noting that the more complex a look you attempt to produce, the more likely you’ll run into mistakes with your work. If you want to avoid those issues, then this guide suggests the best method is to apply for Beauty Goo corporation accredited courses in the beautician arts Best regards with your makeup adventures! Beauty Goo Engineer Candi [[Close the makeup guide|Wardrobe & Makeup Examine Makeup]]

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As if reading your intentions, the surprisingly complex device quickly begins to respond, the neon pink bands around the edges of the sleek and shiny black box flashing rhythmically. Unsure exactly what’s going on you watch on with a level of confusion before notes and arrows begin appearing on the makeup box’s display, allowing you to input what you plan on doing. After a moment it highlighs the routine you just input into it, along with an ‘optimum order’ of applying it. Dispensing a moist cleansing wipe for you, it also indicates that you should prep your face first. So, taking the offered item in hand you get to work, wiping down your face in a an extremely rapid and efficient manner. Soon completely free of any hint of dirt or makeup on your face, with astonishment you look on as the recently provided wipe literally fizzles out of being, dissolving into thin air. Impressed that you don’t need to find a bin to throw it in, you take one last glance at the mirror to make sure that everything is in order before turning to your makeup supplies.<<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0 || $lipMakeup.currentLiner || $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>> Starting out with your lip makeup you get to work<<if $lipMakeup.currentLiner>>, beginning by drawing a line around your lips with your lipliner<</if>>. <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0>>Paying attention to your <<checkLips>> lips applying your planned routine to them<<else>>Leaving your <<checkLips>> lips mainly ignored with no centrepiece makeup upon them<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle == 10>>. Sadly, you have difficulty in achieving your desired style, making a complete mess of it to the point where your lip makeup is a smeared and uneven mess<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>. Finishing them off with a smearing of glitter, you watch as your lips sparkle in the light prettily<</if>>. 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Sadly, you manage to accidentally poke your eye with the eyeliner brush, causing tears to streak through the freshly applied eyeshadow and eyeliner. To your horror they both have run heavily, running down your cheeks messily<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle == 5>>. Sadly, you poke yourself in the eye as you apply the eyeshadow, tears steaking down and making your fresh eyeshadow run messily down your cheeks<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you poke yourself in the eye as you apply the eyeliner, tears streaking down and making your fresh eyeliner run messily down your cheeks<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>. Finishing off your eyes, you carefully rub some glitter into your eyelids, the pair of them sparkling prettily<</if>>. In the end for eye makeup you’re wearing <<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>>, and $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>.<</if>><<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 || $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>> Prepping to apply your planned lash makeover, you begin setting up your lash-related supplies. <<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 && $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>>Starting by printing out some false lashes, you watch your reflection with some amazement as they automatically and seamlessly bond with your natural lashes. That done, you begin brushing mascara over the top of them, making your lashes even longer and thicker as a result<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0>>Taking your mascara brush in hand you begin running it through your natural eyelashes, making your lashes even longer and thicker as a result<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>>Printing out some false lashes, you watch your reflection with some amazement as they automatically bond with your natural lashes, the process completely seamless<<else>>Looking through your supplies you don’t end up applying any main eyelash makeup<</if>><<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle == 7 || $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle == 10>>. Sadly, as you’re applying your mascara, you use too much pressure, managing to dislodge your freshly applied false lashes eyelashes, worse, your mascara also ends up coming out clumpy and uneven<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you’re not too deft at applying your mascara, causing it to end up clumpy and uneven<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle == 10>>Sadly, you didn’t manage to properly align your false lashes when you applied them, your false lashes coming off as lopsidedly placed, one of them looking close to falling off<</if>>. The result of all this is that you’ve applied <<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 && $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>> with <<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0>><<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>>.<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0 || $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter || $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>> Ready to get to work on your cheek makeup, you begin to get ready the various related supplies you’ll need for what you have planned. <<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0>>To begin with you take your blush brush, working a layer of blush across your cheeks<<else>>In the end you decide not to apply any main cheek makeup<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter>>, applying some highlighter at strategic places to emphasize your features where appropriate<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you end up going way over-board with your blush, the two sides becoming increasingly messy, uneven and smeared<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>. Finishing it offer, you run some glitter into your cheeks, the result being that they sparkle prettily in the light<</if>>. In the end, your cheeks have applied <<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0>>$cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour <<blushMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter && $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features and with a finishing splash of glitter<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finishing splash of glitter<</if>>.<</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentGlitter || $generalMakeup.holderScent != 0>> In the end, you get ready your more miscellaneous makeup supplies, setting them out before you. <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 0>>Taking your face paint pallet and pulling up the complex instructions on the makeup box’s display, you start to use the supplied sponges and brushes to apply your intended design. <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace == 7>>Sadly, whether it’s from not knowing what you’re doing, or because you pulled up the wrong set of directions, you manage to completely mess up your face paint, leaving you with a confusing abstract design. <</if>>The final result of all your work is that across your face you have <<fullFaceMakeupStyle>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>Ensuring that you’re nude, with delicate care you <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullyBody != 0 && $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>take out the body paint sponges and spray painter preparing them for your planned design, also putting the glitter pot to one side<<elseif $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0>>take out the body paint sponges and spray painting preparing them for your planned design<<elseif $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>put your glitter pot to one side<</if>>. <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0>>Using the spray painter you apply the body paint base, using the sponges to apply the more minor details. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody == 13>>Shockingly, an error with the spray gun causes you to be splattered with weird viscous milky goo, making a complete mess of your design in the process. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>> Uncapping the glitter, it’s thankfully very easy to apply, only requiring you to take a decent pinch of it and begin rubbing it across your form. <</if>>After all of your efforts, you end up with <<fullBodyMakeupStyle>><<if $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>, topped off with a scattering of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.holderScent != 0>>Finishing it all off, you take your perfume spritzer, commanding it to make a <<bodyScent>> smell for you, the faint mist it projects onto you immediately creating the achieved result. <</if>><</if>> Re-reading over the routine log you take one last glance at the mirror to make sure that everything is in order. <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0 || $lipMakeup.currentLiner || $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>For lip makeup you’re wearing <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0>>$lipMakeup.currentColour <<lipMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentLiner && $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, lined with lipliner and with a finish of glitter<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentLiner>>lined with lipliner<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>In terms of eye makeup you’ve got applied <<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>>, and $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 || $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>>Regarding your eyelashes you’ve applied <<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 && $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>> with <<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0>><<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>>. <</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0 || $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter || $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>Across your cheeks you’ve applied <<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0>>$cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour <<blushMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter && $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features and with a finishing splash of glitter<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finishing splash of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 0>>Over your face in general you’re wearing <<fullFaceMakeupStyle>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>Meanwhile, across the rest of your body you’re wearing<<fullBodyMakeupStyle>><<if $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter sprinkled all over<</if>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.holderScent != 0>>Lastly, you’ve perfumed yourself to smell like <<presetBodyScent>>. <</if>>Having used $makeupTempCost units of Beauty Synth Goo, your makeover results overall in a <<checkMakeupStyle>> style.<<else>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding to apply the makeup co-ordinate, you begin examining the devices screen. As if reading your intentions, the surprisingly complex device quickly begins to respond, the neon pink bands around the edges of the sleek and shiny black box flashing rhythmically. Unsure exactly what’s going on you watch on with a level of confusion before notes and arrows begin appearing on the makeup box’s display, allowing you to input what you plan on doing. After a moment it highlights the routine you just input into it, along with an ‘optimum order’ of applying it. Dispensing a moist cleansing wipe for you, it also indicates that you should prep your face first. So, taking the offered item in hand you get to work, wiping down your face in a an extremely rapid and efficient manner. Soon completely free of any hint of dirt or makeup on your face, with astonishment you look on as the recently provided wipe literally fizzles out of being, dissolving into thin air. Impressed that you don’t need to find a bin to throw it in, you take one last glance at the mirror to make sure that everything is in order before turning to your makeup supplies. Sadly, as you look over your supply of Beauty Synth Goo, it seems like you don’t have enough for what you had planned, stopping you in your tracks.You'd need $makeupTempCost units of Beauty Synth Goo to complete this look.<</if>><<elseif $holderInt == 2>><<include [[Wardrobe & Makeup Examine Makeup Cost]]>><<set $lipMakeup.presetColour = $lipMakeup.holderColour>><<set $lipMakeup.presetStyle = $lipMakeup.holderStyle>><<set $lipMakeup.presetGlitter = $lipMakeup.holderGlitter>><<set $lipMakeup.presetLiner = $lipMakeup.holderLiner>><<set $eyeMakeup.presetEyeshadowColour = $eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowColour>><<set $eyeMakeup.presetEyeshadowStyle = $eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle>><<set $eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerColour = $eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerColour>><<set $eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerStyle = $eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle>><<set $eyeMakeup.presetGlitter = $eyeMakeup.holderGlitter>><<set $lashMakeup.presetMascaraStyle = $lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle>><<set $lashMakeup.presetFakeLashStyle = $lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle>><<set $cheekMakeup.presetBlushColour = $cheekMakeup.holderBlushColour>><<set $cheekMakeup.presetBlushStyle = $cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle>><<set $cheekMakeup.presetGlitter = $cheekMakeup.holderGlitter>><<set $cheekMakeup.presetHighlighter = $cheekMakeup.holderHighlighter>><<set $generalMakeup.presetFullFace = $generalMakeup.holderFullFace>><<set $generalMakeup.presetFullBody = $generalMakeup.holderFullBody>><<set $generalMakeup.presetGlitter = $generalMakeup.holderGlitter>><<set $generalMakeup.presetScent = $generalMakeup.holderScent>><<if $makeupSupplies >= $makeupTempCost>><<set $makeupSupplies -= $makeupTempCost>><<set _skillRoll = 0>><<set $lipMakeup.currentColour = $lipMakeup.holderColour>><<if $lipMakeup.holderLiner>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill) + 2>><<else>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><</if>><<if (($lipMakeup.holderStyle == 1 || $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 4 || $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 7) && _skillRoll > 2) || (($lipMakeup.holderStyle == 2 || $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 5 || $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 8) && _skillRoll > 4) || (($lipMakeup.holderStyle == 3 || $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 6 || $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 9) && _skillRoll > 6) || $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 0>><<set $lipMakeup.currentStyle = $lipMakeup.holderStyle>><<else>><<set $lipMakeup.currentStyle = 10>><</if>><<set $lipMakeup.currentGlitter = $lipMakeup.holderGlitter>><<set $lipMakeup.currentLiner = $lipMakeup.holderLiner>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour = $eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowColour>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if (($eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle == 1 || $eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle == 2) && _skillRoll > 2) || ($eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle == 3 && _skillRoll > 4) || ($eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle == 4 && _skillRoll > 6) || $eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle == 0>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle = $eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle>><<else>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle = 5>><</if>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour = $eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerColour>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if (($eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle == 1 || $eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle == 3) && _skillRoll > 2) || (($eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle == 2 || $eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle == 4) && _skillRoll > 4) || (($eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle == 5 || $eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle == 6) && _skillRoll > 6) || $eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle == 0>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle = $eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle>><<else>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle = 7>><</if>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter = $eyeMakeup.holderGlitter>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if (($lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle == 1 || $lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle == 2) && _skillRoll > 2) || (($lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle == 3 || $lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle == 4) && _skillRoll > 4) || (($lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle == 5 || $lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle == 6) && _skillRoll > 6) || $lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle == 0>><<set $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle = $lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle>><<else>><<set $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle = 7>><</if>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if (($lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle == 1 || $lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle == 2 || $lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle == 3) && _skillRoll > 2) || (($lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle == 4 || $lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle == 5 || $lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle == 6) && _skillRoll > 4) || (($lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle == 7 || $lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle == 8 || $lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle == 9) && _skillRoll > 6) || $lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle == 0>><<set $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle = $lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle>><<else>><<set $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle = 10>><</if>><<set $cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour = $cheekMakeup.holderBlushColour>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if (($cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle == 1 || $cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle == 2) && _skillRoll > 2) || (($cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle == 3 || $cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle == 4) && _skillRoll > 4) || (($cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle == 5 || $cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle == 6) && _skillRoll > 6) || $cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle == 0>><<set $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle = $cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle>><<else>><<set $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle = 7>><</if>><<set $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter = $cheekMakeup.holderGlitter>><<set $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter = $cheekMakeup.holderHighlighter>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if ($generalMakeup.holderFullFace == 6 && _skillRoll > 2) || (($generalMakeup.holderFullFace == 1 || $generalMakeup.holderFullFace == 2 || $generalMakeup.holderFullFace == 3) && _skillRoll > 4) || (($generalMakeup.holderFullFace == 4 || $generalMakeup.holderFullFace == 5) && _skillRoll > 6) || $generalMakeup.holderFullFace == 0>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullFace = $generalMakeup.holderFullFace>><<else>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullFace = 7>><</if>><<set $generalMakeup.currentGlitter = $generalMakeup.holderGlitter>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if (($generalMakeup.holderFullBody >= 5 && $generalMakeup.holderFullBody <= 11) && _skillRoll > 2) || (($generalMakeup.holderFullBody == 1 || $generalMakeup.holderFullBody == 2 || $generalMakeup.holderFullBody == 3 || $generalMakeup.holderFullBody == 4) && _skillRoll > 4) || $generalMakeup.holderFullBody == 12 || $generalMakeup.holderFullBody == 0>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullBody = $generalMakeup.holderFullBody>><<else>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullBody = 13>><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.holderScent != 0>><<set $generalMakeup.currentScent = $generalMakeup.holderScent>><</if>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding to save your new makeup routine to your Beauty Goo Transformation Box before applying it, you begin examining the devices screen. As if reading your intentions, the surprisingly complex device quickly begins to respond, the neon pink bands around the edges of the sleek and shiny black box flashing rhythmically. Unsure exactly what’s going on you watch on with a level of confusion before a light flashes across your face with a beep as if scanning you. Seemingly the box has managed to guess what your plans are as the display changes from your reflection to instead be a still image of your face from only a few seconds ago, though perfectly clean and you suspect digitally edited. Along with the new photograph of your face is an updated UI, the words, "Daily Routine Plan, clearly labelled at the top of it. Shrugging, the convenience of the help unexpected but not unappreciated, you begin entering in all the information you just decided on a moment ago, highlighting the area and then selecting the options from drop-down menus. That complete, notes and arrows begin appearing on the makeup box’s display, highlighting the routine you just input into it, along with an ‘optimum order’ of applying it, dispensing a moist cleansing wipe for you as it indicates that you should prep your face first. So, taking the offered item in hand you get to work, wiping down your face in a an extremely rapid and efficient manner. Soon completely free of any hint of dirt or makeup on your face, with astonishment you look on as the recently provided wipe literally fizzles out of being, dissolving into thin air. Impressed that you don’t need to find a bin to throw it in, you take one last glance at the mirror to make sure that everything is in order before turning to your makeup supplies.<<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0 || $lipMakeup.currentLiner || $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>> Starting out with your lip makeup you get to work<<if $lipMakeup.currentLiner>>, beginning by drawing a line around your lips with your lipliner<</if>>. <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0>>Paying attention to your <<checkLips>> lips applying your planned routine to them<<else>>Leaving your <<checkLips>> lips mainly ignored with no centrepiece makeup upon them<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle == 10>>. Sadly, you have difficulty in achieving your desired style, making a complete mess of it to the point where your lip makeup is a smeared and uneven mess<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>. Finishing them off with a smearing of glitter, you watch as your lips sparkle in the light prettily<</if>>. In the end for lip makeup you’re wearing <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0>>$lipMakeup.currentColour <<lipMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentLiner && $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, lined with lipliner and with a finish of glitter<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentLiner>>lined with lipliner<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>.<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>> Working on your eye makeup, you start to arrange the necessary supplies. <<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>Beginning with eyeshadow, you quickly move onto applying your eyeliner<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0>>Beginning with eyeshadow, you quickly apply the makeup layer to your eyelids<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>Begging with eyeliner, you quickly apply the trailing line along the edge of your eyes<<else>>Leaving your eyes mainly ignored with no centrepiece makeup upon them<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle == 5 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you manage to accidentally poke your eye with the eyeliner brush, causing tears to streak through the freshly applied eyeshadow and eyeliner. To your horror they both have run heavily, running down your cheeks messily<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle == 5>>. Sadly, you poke yourself in the eye as you apply the eyeshadow, tears steaking down and making your fresh eyeshadow run messily down your cheeks<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you poke yourself in the eye as you apply the eyeliner, tears streaking down and making your fresh eyeliner run messily down your cheeks<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>. Finishing off your eyes, you carefully rub some glitter into your eyelids, the pair of them sparkling prettily<</if>>. In the end for eye makeup you’re wearing <<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>>, and $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>.<</if>><<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 || $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>> Prepping to apply your planned lash makeover, you begin setting up your lash-related supplies. <<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 && $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>>Starting by printing out some false lashes, you watch your reflection with some amazement as they automatically and seamlessly bond with your natural lashes. That done, you begin brushing mascara over the top of them, making your lashes even longer and thicker as a result<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0>>Taking your mascara brush in hand you begin running it through your natural eyelashes, making your lashes even longer and thicker as a result<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>>Printing out some false lashes, you watch your reflection with some amazement as they automatically bond with your natural lashes, the process completely seamless<<else>>Looking through your supplies you don’t end up applying any main eyelash makeup<</if>><<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle == 7 || $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle == 10>>. Sadly, as you’re applying your mascara, you use too much pressure, managing to dislodge your freshly applied false lashes eyelashes, worse, your mascara also ends up coming out clumpy and uneven<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you’re not too deft at applying your mascara, causing it to end up clumpy and uneven<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle == 10>>Sadly, you didn’t manage to properly align your false lashes when you applied them, your false lashes coming off as lopsidedly placed, one of them looking close to falling off<</if>>. The result of all this is that you’ve applied <<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 && $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>> with <<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0>><<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>>.<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0 || $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter || $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>> Ready to get to work on your cheek makeup, you begin to get ready the various related supplies you’ll need for what you have planned. <<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0>>To begin with you take your blush brush, working a layer of blush across your cheeks<<else>>In the end you decide not to apply any main cheek makeup<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter>>, applying some highlighter at strategic places to emphasize your features where appropriate<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you end up going way over-board with your blush, the two sides becoming increasingly messy, uneven and smeared<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>. Finishing it offer, you run some glitter into your cheeks, the result being that they sparkle prettily in the light<</if>>. In the end, your cheeks have applied <<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0>>$cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour <<blushMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter && $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features and with a finishing splash of glitter<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finishing splash of glitter<</if>>.<</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentGlitter || $generalMakeup.holderScent != 0>> In the end, you get ready your more miscellaneous makeup supplies, setting them out before you. <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 0>>Taking your face paint pallet and pulling up the complex instructions on the makeup box’s display, you start to use the supplied sponges and brushes to apply your intended design. <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace == 7>>Sadly, whether it’s from not knowing what you’re doing, or because you pulled up the wrong set of directions, you manage to completely mess up your face paint, leaving you with a confusing abstract design. <</if>>The final result of all your work is that across your face you have <<fullFaceMakeupStyle>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>Ensuring that you’re nude, with delicate care you <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullyBody != 0 && $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>take out the body paint sponges and spray painter preparing them for your planned design, also putting the glitter pot to one side<<elseif $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0>>take out the body paint sponges and spray painting preparing them for your planned design<<elseif $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>put your glitter pot to one side<</if>>. <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0>>Using the spray painter you apply the body paint base, using the sponges to apply the more minor details. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody == 13>>Shockingly, an error with the spray gun causes you to be splattered with weird viscous milky goo, making a complete mess of your design in the process. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>> Uncapping the glitter, it’s thankfully very easy to apply, only requiring you to take a decent pinch of it and begin rubbing it across your form. <</if>>After all of your efforts, you end up with <<fullBodyMakeupStyle>><<if $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>, topped off with a scattering of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.holderScent != 0>>Finishing it all off, you take your perfume spritzer, commanding it to make a <<bodyScent>> smell for you, the faint mist it projects onto you immediately creating the achieved result. <</if>><</if>> Re-reading over the routine log you take one last glance at the mirror to make sure that everything is in order. <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0 || $lipMakeup.currentLiner || $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>For lip makeup you’re wearing <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0>>$lipMakeup.currentColour <<lipMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentLiner && $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, lined with lipliner and with a finish of glitter<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentLiner>>lined with lipliner<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>In terms of eye makeup you’ve got applied <<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>>, and $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 || $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>>Regarding your eyelashes you’ve applied <<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 && $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>> with <<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0>><<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>>. <</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0 || $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter || $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>Across your cheeks you’ve applied <<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0>>$cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour <<blushMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter && $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features and with a finishing splash of glitter<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finishing splash of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 0>>Over your face in general you’re wearing <<fullFaceMakeupStyle>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>Meanwhile, across the rest of your body you’re wearing<<fullBodyMakeupStyle>><<if $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter sprinkled all over<</if>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.holderScent != 0>>Lastly, you’ve perfumed yourself to smell like <<bodyScent>>. <</if>>Having used $makeupCost units of Beauty Synth Goo, your makeover results overall in a <<checkMakeupStyle>> style.<<else>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding to save your new makeup routine to your Beauty Goo Transformation Box before applying it, you begin examining the devices screen. As if reading your intentions, the surprisingly complex device quickly begins to respond, the neon pink bands around the edges of the sleek and shiny black box flashing rhythmically. Unsure exactly what’s going on you watch on with a level of confusion before a light flashes across your face with a beep as if scanning you. Seemingly the box has managed to guess what your plans are as the display changes from your reflection to instead be a still image of your face from only a few seconds ago, though perfectly clean and you suspect digitally edited. Along with the new photograph of your face is an updated UI, the words, "Daily Routine Plan, clearly labelled at the top of it. Shrugging, the convenience of the help unexpected but not unappreciated, you begin entering in all the information you just decided on a moment ago, highlighting the area and then selecting the options from drop-down menus. That complete, notes and arrows begin appearing on the makeup box’s display, highlighting the routine you just input into it, along with an ‘optimum order’ of applying it, dispensing a moist cleansing wipe for you as it indicates that you should prep your face first. So, taking the offered item in hand you get to work, wiping down your face in a an extremely rapid and efficient manner. Soon completely free of any hint of dirt or makeup on your face, with astonishment you look on as the recently provided wipe literally fizzles out of being, dissolving into thin air. Impressed that you don’t need to find a bin to throw it in, you take one last glance at the mirror to make sure that everything is in order before turning to your makeup supplies. Sadly, as you look over your supply of Beauty Synth Goo, it seems like you don’t have enough for what you had planned, stopping you in your tracks. You'd need $makeupCost units of Beauty Synth Goo to complete this look.<</if>><<elseif $holderInt == 3>><<include [[Wardrobe & Makeup Examine Makeup Cost]]>><<set $lipMakeup.presetColour = $lipMakeup.holderColour>><<set $lipMakeup.presetStyle = $lipMakeup.holderStyle>><<set $lipMakeup.presetGlitter = $lipMakeup.holderGlitter>><<set $lipMakeup.presetLiner = $lipMakeup.holderLiner>><<set $eyeMakeup.presetEyeshadowColour = $eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowColour>><<set $eyeMakeup.presetEyeshadowStyle = $eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle>><<set $eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerColour = $eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerColour>><<set $eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerStyle = $eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle>><<set $eyeMakeup.presetGlitter = $eyeMakeup.holderGlitter>><<set $lashMakeup.presetMascaraStyle = $lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle>><<set $lashMakeup.presetFakeLashStyle = $lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle>><<set $cheekMakeup.presetBlushColour = $cheekMakeup.holderBlushColour>><<set $cheekMakeup.presetBlushStyle = $cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle>><<set $cheekMakeup.presetGlitter = $cheekMakeup.holderGlitter>><<set $cheekMakeup.presetHighlighter = $cheekMakeup.holderHighlighter>><<set $generalMakeup.presetFullFace = $generalMakeup.holderFullFace>><<set $generalMakeup.presetFullBody = $generalMakeup.holderFullBody>><<set $generalMakeup.presetGlitter = $generalMakeup.holderGlitter>><<set $generalMakeup.presetScent = $generalMakeup.holderScent>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding to save your new makeup routine to your Beauty Goo Transformation Box, you begin examining the devices screen. As if reading your intentions, the surprisingly complex device quickly begins to respond, the neon pink bands around the edges of the sleek and shiny black box flashing rhythmically. Unsure exactly what’s going on you watch on with a level of confusion before a light flashes across your face with a beep as if scanning you. Seemingly the box has managed to guess what your plans are as the display changes from your reflection to instead be a still image of your face from only a few seconds ago, though perfectly clean and you suspect digitally edited. Along with the new photograph of your face is an updated UI, the words, "Daily Routine Plan, clearly labelled at the top of it. Shrugging, the convenience of the help unexpected but not unappreciated, you begin entering in all the information you just decided on a moment ago, highlighting the area and then selecting the options from drop-down menus. Current Makeup Routine: Beauty Synth Goo Cost Of Routine: $makeupCost Lip Makeup: Lip Makeup Colour: $lipMakeup.presetColour Lip Makeup Style: <<presetLipMakeupStyle>> Lip Glitter: $lipMakeup.presetGlitter Lip Liner: $lipMakeup.presetLiner Eye Makeup: Eyeshadow Colour: $eyeMakeup.presetEyeshadowColour Eyeshadow Style: <<presetEyeshadowMakeupStyle>> Eyeliner Colour: $eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerColour Eyeliner Style: <<presetEyelinerMakeupStyle>> Eye Glitter: $eyeMakeup.presetGlitter Lash Makeup: Fake Lash Style: <<presetFakeLashMakeupStyle>> Mascara Style: <<presetMascaraMakeupStyle>> Cheek Makeup: Blush Colour: $cheekMakeup.presetBlushColour Blush Style: <<presetBlushMakeupStyle>> Cheek Glitter: $cheekMakeup.presetGlitter Cheek Highlighter: $cheekMakeup.presetHighlighter Full Face Makeup: Face Paint Style: <<presetFullFaceMakeupStyle>> General Makeup: Body Paint Style: <<presetFullBodyMakeupStyle>> Perfume: <<presetBodyScent>> Body Glitter: $generalMakeup.presetGlitter Reading over the information log you take one last glance at the mirror to make sure that everything is in order. Content that it hasn’t changed anything that you selected.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>><<set _skillRoll = 0>><<set $lipMakeup.currentColour = $lipMakeup.presetColour>><<if $lipMakeup.presetLiner>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill) + 2>><<else>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><</if>><<if (($lipMakeup.presetStyle == 1 || $lipMakeup.presetStyle == 4 || $lipMakeup.presetStyle == 7) && _skillRoll > 2) || (($lipMakeup.presetStyle == 2 || $lipMakeup.presetStyle == 5 || $lipMakeup.presetStyle == 8) && _skillRoll > 4) || (($lipMakeup.presetStyle == 3 || $lipMakeup.presetStyle == 6 || $lipMakeup.presetStyle == 9) && _skillRoll > 6) || $lipMakeup.presetStyle == 0>><<set $lipMakeup.currentStyle = $lipMakeup.presetStyle>><<else>><<set $lipMakeup.currentStyle = 10>><</if>><<set $lipMakeup.currentGlitter = $lipMakeup.presetGlitter>><<set $lipMakeup.currentLiner = $lipMakeup.presetLiner>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour = $eyeMakeup.presetEyeshadowColour>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if (($eyeMakeup.presetEyeshadowStyle == 1 || $eyeMakeup.presetEyeshadowStyle == 2) && _skillRoll > 2) || ($eyeMakeup.presetEyeshadowStyle == 3 && _skillRoll > 4) || ($eyeMakeup.presetEyeshadowStyle == 4 && _skillRoll > 6) || $eyeMakeup.presetEyeshadowStyle == 0>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle = $eyeMakeup.presetEyeshadowStyle>><<else>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle = 5>><</if>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour = $eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerColour>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if (($eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerStyle == 1 || $eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerStyle == 3) && _skillRoll > 2) || (($eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerStyle == 2 || $eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerStyle == 4) && _skillRoll > 4) || (($eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerStyle == 5 || $eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerStyle == 6) && _skillRoll > 6) || $eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerStyle == 0>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle = $eyeMakeup.presetEyelinerStyle>><<else>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle = 7>><</if>><<set $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter = $eyeMakeup.presetGlitter>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if (($lashMakeup.presetMascaraStyle == 1 || $lashMakeup.presetMascaraStyle == 2) && _skillRoll > 2) || (($lashMakeup.presetMascaraStyle == 3 || $lashMakeup.presetMascaraStyle == 4) && _skillRoll > 4) || (($lashMakeup.presetMascaraStyle == 5 || $lashMakeup.presetMascaraStyle == 6) && _skillRoll > 6) || $lashMakeup.presetMascaraStyle == 0>><<set $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle = $lashMakeup.presetMascaraStyle>><<else>><<set $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle = 7>><</if>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if (($lashMakeup.presetFakeLashStyle == 1 || $lashMakeup.presetFakeLashStyle == 2 || $lashMakeup.presetFakeLashStyle == 3) && _skillRoll > 2) || (($lashMakeup.presetFakeLashStyle == 4 || $lashMakeup.presetFakeLashStyle == 5 || $lashMakeup.presetFakeLashStyle == 6) && _skillRoll > 4) || (($lashMakeup.presetFakeLashStyle == 7 || $lashMakeup.presetFakeLashStyle == 8 || $lashMakeup.presetFakeLashStyle == 9) && _skillRoll > 6) || $lashMakeup.presetFakeLashStyle == 0>><<set $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle = $lashMakeup.presetFakeLashStyle>><<else>><<set $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle = 10>><</if>><<set $cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour = $cheekMakeup.presetBlushColour>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if (($cheekMakeup.presetBlushStyle == 1 || $cheekMakeup.presetBlushStyle == 2) && _skillRoll > 2) || (($cheekMakeup.presetBlushStyle == 3 || $cheekMakeup.presetBlushStyle == 4) && _skillRoll > 4) || (($cheekMakeup.presetBlushStyle == 5 || $cheekMakeup.presetBlushStyle == 6) && _skillRoll > 6) || $cheekMakeup.presetBlushStyle == 0>><<set $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle = $cheekMakeup.presetBlushStyle>><<else>><<set $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle = 7>><</if>><<set $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter = $cheekMakeup.presetGlitter>><<set $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter = $cheekMakeup.presetHighlighter>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if ($generalMakeup.presetFullFace == 6 && _skillRoll > 2) || (($generalMakeup.presetFullFace == 1 || $generalMakeup.presetFullFace == 2 || $generalMakeup.presetFullFace == 3) && _skillRoll > 4) || (($generalMakeup.presetFullFace == 4 || $generalMakeup.presetFullFace == 5) && _skillRoll > 6) || $generalMakeup.presetFullFace == 0>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullFace = $generalMakeup.presetFullFace>><<else>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullFace = 7>><</if>><<set $generalMakeup.currentGlitter = $generalMakeup.presetGlitter>><<set _skillRoll = random(1,10) + (2 * $makeupSkill)>><<if (($generalMakeup.presetFullBody >= 5 && $generalMakeup.presetFullBody <= 11) && _skillRoll > 2) || (($generalMakeup.presetFullBody == 1 || $generalMakeup.presetFullBody == 2 || $generalMakeup.presetFullBody == 3 || $generalMakeup.presetFullBody == 4) && _skillRoll > 4) || $generalMakeup.presetFullBody == 0 || $generalMakeup.presetFullBody == 0>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullBody = $generalMakeup.presetFullBody>><<else>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullBody = 13>><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.presetScent != 0>><<set $generalMakeup.currentScent = $generalMakeup.presetScent>><</if>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding to apply your daily makeup routine, you begin looking in your Beauty Goo Transformation Box’s mirror screen. As if reading your intentions, the surprisingly complex device quickly begins to respond, the neon pink bands around the edges of the sleek and shiny black box flashing rhythmically. Unsure exactly what’s going on you watch on with a level of confusion before notes and arrows begin appearing on the makeup box’s display, highlighting the routine you previously input into it, along with an ‘optimum order’ of applying it. Along with this, the box dispenses a moist cleansing wipe for you, indicating that you should prep your face first. So, taking the offered item in hand you get to work, wiping down your face in a an extremely rapid and efficient manner. Soon completely free of any hint of dirt or makeup on your face, with astonishment you look on as the recently provided wipe literally fizzles out of being, dissolving into thin air. Impressed that you don’t need to find a bin to throw it in, you take one last glance at the mirror to make sure that everything is in order before turning to your makeup supplies.<<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0 || $lipMakeup.currentLiner || $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>> Starting out with your lip makeup you get to work<<if $lipMakeup.currentLiner>>, beginning by drawing a line around your lips with your lipliner<</if>>. <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0>>Paying attention to your <<checkLips>> lips applying your planned routine to them<<else>>Leaving your <<checkLips>> lips mainly ignored with no centrepiece makeup upon them<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle == 10>>. Sadly, you have difficulty in achieving your desired style, making a complete mess of it to the point where your lip makeup is a smeared and uneven mess<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>. Finishing them off with a smearing of glitter, you watch as your lips sparkle in the light prettily<</if>>. In the end for lip makeup you’re wearing <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0>>$lipMakeup.currentColour <<lipMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentLiner && $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, lined with lipliner and with a finish of glitter<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentLiner>>lined with lipliner<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>.<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>> Working on your eye makeup, you start to arrange the necessary supplies. <<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>Beginning with eyeshadow, you quickly move onto applying your eyeliner<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0>>Beginning with eyeshadow, you quickly apply the makeup layer to your eyelids<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>Begging with eyeliner, you quickly apply the trailing line along the edge of your eyes<<else>>Leaving your eyes mainly ignored with no centrepiece makeup upon them<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle == 5 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you manage to accidentally poke your eye with the eyeliner brush, causing tears to streak through the freshly applied eyeshadow and eyeliner. To your horror they both have run heavily, running down your cheeks messily<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle == 5>>. Sadly, you poke yourself in the eye as you apply the eyeshadow, tears steaking down and making your fresh eyeshadow run messily down your cheeks<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you poke yourself in the eye as you apply the eyeliner, tears streaking down and making your fresh eyeliner run messily down your cheeks<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>. Finishing off your eyes, you carefully rub some glitter into your eyelids, the pair of them sparkling prettily<</if>>. In the end for eye makeup you’re wearing <<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>>, and $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>.<</if>><<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 || $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>> Prepping to apply your planned lash makeover, you begin setting up your lash-related supplies. <<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 && $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>>Starting by printing out some false lashes, you watch your reflection with some amazement as they automatically and seamlessly bond with your natural lashes. That done, you begin brushing mascara over the top of them, making your lashes even longer and thicker as a result<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0>>Taking your mascara brush in hand you begin running it through your natural eyelashes, making your lashes even longer and thicker as a result<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>>Printing out some false lashes, you watch your reflection with some amazement as they automatically bond with your natural lashes, the process completely seamless<<else>>Looking through your supplies you don’t end up applying any main eyelash makeup<</if>><<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle == 7 || $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle == 10>>. Sadly, as you’re applying your mascara, you use too much pressure, managing to dislodge your freshly applied false lashes eyelashes, worse, your mascara also ends up coming out clumpy and uneven<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you’re not too deft at applying your mascara, causing it to end up clumpy and uneven<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle == 10>>Sadly, you didn’t manage to properly align your false lashes when you applied them, your false lashes coming off as lopsidedly placed, one of them looking close to falling off<</if>>. The result of all this is that you’ve applied <<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 && $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>> with <<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0>><<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>>.<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0 || $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter || $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>> Ready to get to work on your cheek makeup, you begin to get ready the various related supplies you’ll need for what you have planned. <<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0>>To begin with you take your blush brush, working a layer of blush across your cheeks<<else>>In the end you decide not to apply any main cheek makeup<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter>>, applying some highlighter at strategic places to emphasize your features where appropriate<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you end up going way over-board with your blush, the two sides becoming increasingly messy, uneven and smeared<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>. Finishing it offer, you run some glitter into your cheeks, the result being that they sparkle prettily in the light<</if>>. In the end, your cheeks have applied <<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0>>$cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour <<blushMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter && $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features and with a finishing splash of glitter<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finishing splash of glitter<</if>>.<</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentGlitter || $generalMakeup.presetScent != 0>> In the end, you get ready your more miscellaneous makeup supplies, setting them out before you. <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 0>>Taking your face paint pallet and pulling up the complex instructions on the makeup box’s display, you start to use the supplied sponges and brushes to apply your intended design. <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace == 7>>Sadly, whether it’s from not knowing what you’re doing, or because you pulled up the wrong set of directions, you manage to completely mess up your face paint, leaving you with a confusing abstract design. <</if>>The final result of all your work is that across your face you have <<fullFaceMakeupStyle>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>Ensuring that you’re nude, with delicate care you <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullyBody != 0 && $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>take out the body paint sponges and spray painter preparing them for your planned design, also putting the glitter pot to one side<<elseif $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0>>take out the body paint sponges and spray painting preparing them for your planned design<<elseif $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>put your glitter pot to one side<</if>>. <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0>>Using the spray painter you apply the body paint base, using the sponges to apply the more minor details. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody == 13>>Shockingly, an error with the spray gun causes you to be splattered with weird viscous milky goo, making a complete mess of your design in the process. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>> Uncapping the glitter, it’s thankfully very easy to apply, only requiring you to take a decent pinch of it and begin rubbing it across your form. <</if>>After all of your efforts, you end up with <<fullBodyMakeupStyle>><<if $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>, topped off with a scattering of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.presetScent != 0>>Finishing it all off, you take your perfume spritzer, commanding it to make a <<presetBodyScent>> smell for you, the faint mist it projects onto you immediately creating the achieved result. <</if>><</if>> Re-reading over the routine log you take one last glance at the mirror to make sure that everything is in order. <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0 || $lipMakeup.currentLiner || $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>For lip makeup you’re wearing <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0>>$lipMakeup.currentColour <<lipMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentLiner && $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, lined with lipliner and with a finish of glitter<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentLiner>>lined with lipliner<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>In terms of eye makeup you’ve got applied <<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>>, and $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 || $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>>Regarding your eyelashes you’ve applied <<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 && $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>> with <<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0>><<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>>. <</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0 || $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter || $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>Across your cheeks you’ve applied <<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0>>$cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour <<blushMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter && $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features and with a finishing splash of glitter<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finishing splash of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 0>>Over your face in general you’re wearing <<fullFaceMakeupStyle>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>Meanwhile, across the rest of your body you’re wearing<<fullBodyMakeupStyle>><<if $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter sprinkled all over<</if>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.presetScent != 0>>Lastly, you’ve perfumed yourself to smell like <<presetBodyScent>>. <</if>>Having used $makeupCost units of Beauty Synth Goo, your makeover results overall in a <<checkMakeupStyle>> style.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding to clean up your face, you begin looking in your Beauty Goo Transformation Box’s mirror screen. As if reading your intentions, the surprisingly complex device quickly begins to respond, the neon pink bands around the edges of the sleek and shiny black box flashing rhythmically. Unsure exactly what’s going on you watch on with a level of confusion before notes and arrows begin appearing on the makeup box’s display, highlighting all the tiny sections that it notes are in need of cleaning. Making use of the useful information that the device is feeding back to you, the box dispenses a moist cleansing wipe for you. Taking the offered item in hand you get to work, wiping down your face in a an extremely rapid and efficient manner. Soon completely free of any hint of dirt or makeup on your face, with astonishment you look on as the recently provided wipe literally fizzles out of being, dissolving into thin air. Impressed that you don’t need to find a bin to throw it in, you take one last glance at the mirror to make sure that everything is in order.<</if>> Your current session using the Beauty Goo Transformation Box complete, you [[return to looking at your makeup box|Wardrobe & Makeup Examine Makeup]].

Looking over your Beauty Goo Transformation Box and your collection of makeup applicators, you begin contemplating various makeover options. Making use of the inbuilt helper function in the makeup box’s lid screen, you note what you’re interested in doing, taking advice from the automated system on how best to implement your co-ordinate. <hr>Makeup Application Plan Lip Makeup <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lipstick") == -1 && $makeupBox.indexOf("Lip Gloss") == -1 && $makeupBox.indexOf("Lip Liner") == -1 && $makeupBox.indexOf("Edible Glitter") == -1>> No options available<<else>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lipstick") != -1 || $makeupBox.indexOf("Lip Gloss") != -1>><table class="singleTable"><th>Lip Colour</th><tr>Red <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderColour" "red">></tr> <tr>Pink <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderColour" "pink">></tr> <tr>Bronze <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderColour" "bronze">></tr> <tr>Silver <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderColour" "silver">></tr> <tr>Gold <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderColour" "gold">></tr> <tr>Black <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderColour" "black">></tr> <tr>Purple <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderColour" "purple">></tr> <tr>Green <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderColour" "green">></tr> <tr>Blue <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderColour" "blue">></tr> <tr>Custom <<textbox "$lipMakeup.holderColour" " ">></tr></table><</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lipstick") != -1 || $makeupBox.indexOf("Lip Gloss") != -1>><table class="singleTable"><th>Lip Style</th><tr>No lip makeup <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderStyle" 0 checked>></tr><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lipstick") != -1>><tr>Light lipstick <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderStyle" 1>></tr><tr>Medium lipstick <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderStyle" 2>></tr><tr>Heavy lipstick <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderStyle" 3>></tr><</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lip Gloss") != -1>><tr>Light lip gloss <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderStyle" 4>></tr><tr>Medium lip gloss <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderStyle" 5>></tr><tr>Heavy lip gloss <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderStyle" 6>></tr><</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lipstick") != -1 && $makeupBox.indexOf("Lip Gloss") != -1>><tr>Light lipstick with lip gloss <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderStyle" 7>></tr><tr>Medium lipstick with lip gloss <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderStyle" 8>></tr><tr>Heavy lipstick with lip gloss <<radiobutton "$lipMakeup.holderStyle" 9>></tr><</if>></table><</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Lip Liner") != -1>> Lip Liner: <<checkbox "$lipMakeup.holderLiner" false true>><</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Edible Glitter") != -1>> Lip Glitter: <<checkbox "$lipMakeup.holderGlitter" false true>><</if>><</if>> Eye Makeup <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Eyeshadow") == -1 && $makeupBox.indexOf("Eyeliner") == -1 && $makeupBox.indexOf("Edible Glitter") == -1>> No options available<<else>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Eyeshadow") != -1>><table class="singleTable"><th>Eyeshadow Colour</th><tr>Black <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowColour" "black">></tr> <tr>Pink <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowColour" "pink">></tr> <tr>Bronze <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowColour" "bronze">></tr> <tr>Silver <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowColour" "silver">></tr> <tr>Gold <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowColour" "gold">></tr> <tr>Red <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowColour" "red">></tr> <tr>Purple <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowColour" "purple">></tr> <tr>Green <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowColour" "green">></tr> <tr>Blue <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowColour" "blue">></tr> <tr>Custom <<textbox "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowColour" " ">></tr></table><table class="singleTable"><th>Eyeshadow Style</th><tr>No eyeshadow <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle" 0 checked>></tr> <tr>Light eyeshadow <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle" 1>></tr> <tr>Medium eyeshadow <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle" 2>></tr> <tr>Heavy eyeshadow <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle" 3>></tr> <tr>’Racoon eyes’ eyeshadow <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle" 4>></tr></table><</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Eyeliner") != -1>><table class="singleTable"><th>Eyeliner Colour</th><tr>Black <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerColour" "black">></tr> <tr>Pink <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerColour" "pink">></tr> <tr>Bronze <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerColour" "bronze">></tr> <tr>Silver <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerColour" "silver">></tr> <tr>Gold <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerColour" "gold">></tr> <tr>Red <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerColour" "red">></tr> <tr>Purple <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerColour" "purple">></tr> <tr>Green <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerColour" "green">></tr> <tr>Blue <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerColour" "blue">></tr> <tr>Custom <<textbox "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerColour" " ">></tr></table><table class="singleTable"><th>Eyeliner Style</th><tr>No eyeliner <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle" 0 checked>></tr> <tr>Tight-lined eyeliner <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle" 1>></tr> <tr>Watermarked eyeliner <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle" 2>></tr> <tr>Smokey eyeliner <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle" 3>></tr> <tr>Winged eyeliner <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle" 4>></tr> <tr>Heavily winged eyeliner <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle" 5>></tr> <tr>Double winged eyeliner <<radiobutton "$eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle" 6>></tr></table><</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Edible Glitter") != -1>> Eyelid Glitter: <<checkbox "$eyeMakeup.holderGlitter" false true>><</if>><</if>> Eyelash Makeup <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Mascara") == -1 && $makeupBox.indexOf("Fake Lashes Kit") == -1>> No options available<<else>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Fake Lashes Kit") != -1>><table class="singleTable"><th>False Lash Style</th><tr>No false lashes <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle" 0 checked>></tr> <tr>Filler false lashes <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle" 1>></tr> <tr>Short false lashes <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle" 2>></tr> <tr>Medium false lashes <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle" 3>></tr> <tr>Long false lashes <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle" 4>></tr> <tr>Very long false lashes <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle" 5>></tr> <tr>Short upper and lower false lashes <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle" 6>></tr> <tr>Medium upper and lower false lashes <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle" 7>></tr> <tr>Long upper and lower false lashes <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle" 8>></tr> <tr>Very long upper and lower false lashes <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderFakeLashStyle" 9>></tr></table><</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Mascara") != -1>><table class="singleTable"><th>Mascara Style</th><tr>No mascara <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle" 0 checked>></tr> <tr>Light mascara <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle" 1>></tr> <tr>Medium mascara <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle" 2>></tr> <tr>Heavy mascara <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle" 3>></tr> <tr>Light upper and lower lash mascara <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle" 4>></tr> <tr>Medium upper and lower lash mascara <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle" 5>></tr> <tr>Heavy upper and lower lash mascara <<radiobutton "$lashMakeup.holderMascaraStyle" 6>></tr></table><</if>><</if>> Cheek Makeup <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Blush") == -1 && $makeupBox.indexOf("Highlighter") == -1 && $makeupBox.indexOf("Edible Glitter") == -1>> No available options<<else>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Blush") != -1>><table class="singleTable"><th>Blush Colour</th><tr>Red <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushColour" "red">></tr> <tr>Pink <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushColour" "pink">></tr> <tr>Bronze <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushColour" "bronze">></tr> <tr>Silver <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushColour" "silver">></tr> <tr>Gold <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushColour" "gold">></tr> <tr>Black <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushColour" "black">></tr> <tr>Purple <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushColour" "purple">></tr> <tr>Green <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushColour" "green">></tr> <tr>Blue <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushColour" "blue">></tr> <tr>Custom <<textbox "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushColour" " ">></tr></table><table class="singleTable"><th>Blush Style</th><tr>No blush <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle" 0 checked>></tr> <tr>Natural looking blush <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle" 1>></tr> <tr>Light blush <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle" 2>></tr> <tr>Medium blush <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle" 3>></tr> <tr>Heavy blush <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle" 4>></tr> <tr>Natural blush with contouring <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle" 5>></tr> <tr>Heavy blush with contouring <<radiobutton "$cheekMakeup.holderBlushStyle" 6>></tr></table><</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Highlighter") != -1>> Highlighter: <<checkbox "$cheekMakeup.holderHighlighter" false true>><</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Edible Glitter") != -1>> Cheek Glitter: <<checkbox "$cheekMakeup.holderGlitter" false true>><</if>><</if>> Full Face Makeup <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Face Paint Kit") == -1>> No available options<<else>><table class="singleTable"><th>Face Paint Style</th><tr>No face paint <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullFace" 0 checked>></tr> <tr>Dog face paint <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullFace" 1>></tr> <tr>Cat face paint <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullFace" 2>></tr> <tr>Bunny face paint <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullFace" 3>></tr> <tr>Skull face paint <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullFace" 4>></tr> <tr>Clown face paint <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullFace" 5>></tr> <tr>Degrading comments face paint <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullFace" 6>></tr></table><</if>> Full Body Makeup <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Body Paint Kit") == -1 && $makeupBox.indexOf("Edible Glitter") == -1>> No available options<<else>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Body Paint Kit") != -1>><table class="singleTable"><th>Body Paint Style</th><tr>No body paint <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullBody" 0 checked>></tr> <tr>Trailing vines pattern <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullBody" 1>></tr> <tr>Floral pattern <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullBody" 2>></tr> <tr>Painted black catsuit pattern <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullBody" 3>></tr> <tr>Ocean waves pattern <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullBody" 4>></tr> <tr>Holstein cow pattern <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullBody" 5>></tr> <tr>Tabby cat pattern <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullBody" 6>></tr> <tr>Tortoiseshell cat pattern <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullBody" 7>></tr> <tr>Tricolour beagle pattern <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullBody" 8>></tr> <tr>Spotted dalmation pattern <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullBody" 9>></tr> <tr>Dapple grey pony pattern <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullBody" 10>></tr> <tr>Pinto pony pattern <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullBody" 11>></tr> <tr>Degrading comments body paint <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderFullBody" 12>></tr></table><</if>><<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Edible Glitter") != -1>> Body Glitter: <<checkbox "$generalMakeup.holderGlitter" false true>><</if>><</if>> Perfume <<if $makeupBox.indexOf("Perfume Kit") == -1>> No available options<<else>><table class="singleTable"><th>Perfume Choice</th><tr>No perfume <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 0 checked>></tr> <tr>Light musk <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 1>></tr> <tr>Subtle vanilla <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 2>></tr> <tr>Floral rosebud <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 3>></tr> <tr>Floral hyacinth <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 4>></tr> <tr>Fruity orange <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 5>></tr> <tr>Fruity cherry <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 6>></tr> <tr>Cocoa butter <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 7>></tr> <tr>Bubble-gum <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 8>></tr> <tr>Strong musk <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 9>></tr> <tr>Strong lavender <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 10>></tr> <tr>Strong jasmine <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 11>></tr> <tr>Sex and cum <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 12>></tr><<if $waterSportsPlay>><tr>Urine <<radiobutton "$generalMakeup.holderScent" 13>></tr><</if>></table><</if>> Do you: [[Apply makeup selection|Wardrobe & Makeup Examine Makeup Apply][$holderInt = 1]] [[Apply makeup Selection and save as daily routine|Wardrobe & Makeup Examine Makeup Apply][$holderInt = 2]] [[Save as daily routine|Wardrobe & Makeup Examine Makeup Apply][$holderInt = 3]] [[Cancel makeup selection|Wardrobe & Makeup Examine Makeup]]

<<if $holderInt == 1>><<set $makeupTempCost = 0>><<if $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 1 || $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 4 || $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 7>><<set $makeupTempCost += 1>><<elseif $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 2 || $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 5 || $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 8>><<set $makeupTempCost +=2>><<elseif $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 3 || $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 6 || $lipMakeup.holderStyle == 9>><<set $makeupTempCost += 3>><</if>><<if $lipMakeup.holderGlitter>><<set $makeupTempCost += 1>><</if>><<if $lipMakeup.holderLiner>><<set $makeupTempCost += 1>><</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle == 1 || $eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle == 2>><<set $makeupTempCost += 1>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle == 3>><<set $makeupTempCost += 2>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.holderEyeshadowStyle == 4 >><<set $makeupTempCost += 3>><</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle == 1 || $eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle == 3>><<set $makeupTempCost += 1>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.holderEyelinerStyle == 2 || 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(($generalMakeup.presetFullBody >= 5 && $generalMakeup.presetFullBody <= 11) && _skillRoll > 2) || (($generalMakeup.presetFullBody == 1 || $generalMakeup.presetFullBody == 2 || $generalMakeup.presetFullBody == 3 || $generalMakeup.presetFullBody == 4) && _skillRoll > 4) || $generalMakeup.presetFullBody == 12 || $generalMakeup.presetFullBody == 0>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullBody = $generalMakeup.presetFullBody>><<else>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullBody = 13>><</if>><<if $generalMakeup.presetScent != 0>><<set $generalMakeup.currentScent = $generalMakeup.presetScent>><</if>><<calcMakeupStyle>> <button title="Click to show/hide full morning makeup routine" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('makeup') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('makeup') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('makeup') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide full morning makeup routine</button><div id="makeup" style="display:none"><hr>With a yawn you get ready to apply your daily morning makeup routine, beginning by looking in your Beauty Goo Transformation Box’s mirror screen. As if reading your intentions, the surprisingly complex device quickly begins to respond, the neon pink bands around the edges of the sleek and shiny black box flashing rhythmically. Unsure exactly what’s going on you watch on with a level of confusion before notes and arrows begin appearing on the makeup box’s display, highlighting the routine you previously input into it, along with an ‘optimum order’ of applying it. Along with this, the box dispenses a moist cleansing wipe for you, indicating that you should prep your face first. So, taking the offered item in hand you get to work, wiping down your face in a an extremely rapid and efficient manner. Soon completely free of any hint of dirt or makeup on your face, with astonishment you look on as the recently provided wipe literally fizzles out of being, dissolving into thin air. Impressed that you don’t need to find a bin to throw it in, you take one last glance at the mirror to make sure that everything is in order before turning to your makeup supplies.<<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0 || $lipMakeup.currentLiner || $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>> Starting out with your lip makeup you get to work<<if $lipMakeup.currentLiner>>, beginning by drawing a line around your lips with your lipliner<</if>>. <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0>>Paying attention to your <<checkLips>> lips applying your planned routine to them<<else>>Leaving your <<checkLips>> lips mainly ignored with no centrepiece makeup upon them<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle == 10>>. Sadly, you have difficulty in achieving your desired style, making a complete mess of it to the point where your lip makeup is a smeared and uneven mess<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>. Finishing them off with a smearing of glitter, you watch as your lips sparkle in the light prettily<</if>>. In the end for lip makeup you’re wearing <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0>>$lipMakeup.currentColour <<lipMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentLiner && $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, lined with lipliner and with a finish of glitter<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentLiner>>lined with lipliner<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>.<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>> Working on your eye makeup, you start to arrange the necessary supplies. <<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>Beginning with eyeshadow, you quickly move onto applying your eyeliner<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0>>Beginning with eyeshadow, you quickly apply the makeup layer to your eyelids<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>Begging with eyeliner, you quickly apply the trailing line along the edge of your eyes<<else>>Leaving your eyes mainly ignored with no centrepiece makeup upon them<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle == 5 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you manage to accidentally poke your eye with the eyeliner brush, causing tears to streak through the freshly applied eyeshadow and eyeliner. To your horror they both have run heavily, running down your cheeks messily<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle == 5>>. Sadly, you poke yourself in the eye as you apply the eyeshadow, tears steaking down and making your fresh eyeshadow run messily down your cheeks<<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you poke yourself in the eye as you apply the eyeliner, tears streaking down and making your fresh eyeliner run messily down your cheeks<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>. Finishing off your eyes, you carefully rub some glitter into your eyelids, the pair of them sparkling prettily<</if>>. In the end for eye makeup you’re wearing <<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>>, and $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>.<</if>><<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 || $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>> Prepping to apply your planned lash makeover, you begin setting up your lash-related supplies. <<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 && $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>>Starting by printing out some false lashes, you watch your reflection with some amazement as they automatically and seamlessly bond with your natural lashes. That done, you begin brushing mascara over the top of them, making your lashes even longer and thicker as a result<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0>>Taking your mascara brush in hand you begin running it through your natural eyelashes, making your lashes even longer and thicker as a result<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>>Printing out some false lashes, you watch your reflection with some amazement as they automatically bond with your natural lashes, the process completely seamless<<else>>Looking through your supplies you don’t end up applying any main eyelash makeup<</if>><<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle == 7 || $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle == 10>>. Sadly, as you’re applying your mascara, you use too much pressure, managing to dislodge your freshly applied false lashes eyelashes, worse, your mascara also ends up coming out clumpy and uneven<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you’re not too deft at applying your mascara, causing it to end up clumpy and uneven<<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle == 10>>Sadly, you didn’t manage to properly align your false lashes when you applied them, your false lashes coming off as lopsidedly placed, one of them looking close to falling off<</if>>. The result of all this is that you’ve applied <<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 && $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>> with <<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0>><<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>>.<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0 || $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter || $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>> Ready to get to work on your cheek makeup, you begin to get ready the various related supplies you’ll need for what you have planned. <<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0>>To begin with you take your blush brush, working a layer of blush across your cheeks<<else>>In the end you decide not to apply any main cheek makeup<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter>>, applying some highlighter at strategic places to emphasize your features where appropriate<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle == 7>>. Sadly, you end up going way over-board with your blush, the two sides becoming increasingly messy, uneven and smeared<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>. Finishing it offer, you run some glitter into your cheeks, the result being that they sparkle prettily in the light<</if>>. In the end, your cheeks have applied <<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0>>$cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour <<blushMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter && $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features and with a finishing splash of glitter<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finishing splash of glitter<</if>>.<</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentGlitter || $generalMakeup.presetScent != 0>> In the end, you get ready your more miscellaneous makeup supplies, setting them out before you. <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 0>>Taking your face paint pallet and pulling up the complex instructions on the makeup box’s display, you start to use the supplied sponges and brushes to apply your intended design. <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace == 7>>Sadly, whether it’s from not knowing what you’re doing, or because you pulled up the wrong set of directions, you manage to completely mess up your face paint, leaving you with a confusing abstract design. <</if>>The final result of all your work is that across your face you have <<fullFaceMakeupStyle>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>Ensuring that you’re nude, with delicate care you <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullyBody != 0 && $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>take out the body paint sponges and spray painter preparing them for your planned design, also putting the glitter pot to one side<<elseif $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0>>take out the body paint sponges and spray painting preparing them for your planned design<<elseif $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>put your glitter pot to one side<</if>>. <<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0>>Using the spray painter you apply the body paint base, using the sponges to apply the more minor details. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody == 13>>Shockingly, an error with the spray gun causes you to be splattered with weird viscous milky goo, making a complete mess of your design in the process. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>> Uncapping the glitter, it’s thankfully very easy to apply, only requiring you to take a decent pinch of it and begin rubbing it across your form. <</if>>After all of your efforts, you end up with <<fullBodyMakeupStyle>><<if $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>, topped off with a scattering of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.presetScent != 0>>Finishing it all off, you take your perfume spritzer, commanding it to make a <<presetBodyScent>> smell for you, the faint mist it projects onto you immediately creating the achieved result. <</if>><</if>><hr></div> Using $makeupCost units of Beauty Synth Goo you complete your daily morning makeup routine, making your overall style appear <<checkMakeupStyle>>. <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0 || $lipMakeup.currentLiner || $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>For lip makeup you’re wearing <<if $lipMakeup.currentStyle != 0>>$lipMakeup.currentColour <<lipMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $lipMakeup.currentLiner && $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, lined with lipliner and with a finish of glitter<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentLiner>>lined with lipliner<<elseif $lipMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0 || $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>In terms of eye makeup you’ve got applied <<if $eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowStyle != 0 && $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>>, and $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyeshadowColour <<eyeshadowMakeupStyle>><<elseif $eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerStyle != 0>>$eyeMakeup.currentEyelinerColour <<eyelinerMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $eyeMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 || $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>>Regarding your eyelashes you’ve applied <<if $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0 && $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>> with <<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentFakeLashStyle != 0>><<fakeLashMakeupStyle>><<elseif $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle != 0>><<mascaraMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>>. <</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0 || $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter || $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>Across your cheeks you’ve applied <<if $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle != 0>>$cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour <<blushMakeupStyle>><<else>>no noticeable main makeup<</if>><<if $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter && $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features and with a finishing splash of glitter<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentHighlighter>>, with highlighter added to emphasize your features<<elseif $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finishing splash of glitter<</if>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 0>>Over your face in general you’re wearing <<fullFaceMakeupStyle>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.currentFullBody != 0 || $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>Meanwhile, across the rest of your body you’re wearing <<fullBodyMakeupStyle>><<if $generalMakeup.currentGlitter>>, with a finish of glitter sprinkled all over<</if>>. <</if>><<if $generalMakeup.presetScent != 0>>Lastly, you’ve perfumed yourself to smell like <<presetBodyScent>>. <</if>><<else>> Cleaning in preparation for your daily grooming routine you sadly discover that you don’t have enough Beauty Synth Goo to enact your planned daily makeup routine. Maybe now would be a good time to resupply your stock of it.<</if>><</if>>

<<if $makeupSkill >= 3 && $backgroundNumber != 5>><<set $ggp -= 100>><<set $makeupSupplies += 100>><<elseif $backgroundNumber != 5>><<set $ggp -= 300>><</if>>Finally arriving at your destination, you find yourself in long thin room with small cubicle-like booths set up down its length. A Large pink banner with black text hangs over the practically the full length of the back wall stating this is, "The Beauty Goo Corporation Official Makeup Accreditation Training Center", confirming that you’re in the right place. Other than the booths, many of which seem to be occupied, the room doesn’t have much else within it, just a few <<if $bimboSkill > 0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>super cute<<else>>gaudy<</if>> pink leather sofas, a couple of vending machines for water and snacks, and finally a rather <<if $bimboSkill > 0 || $altMinorBimboTrait>>awesomely<<else>>garishly<</if>> pink computer terminal by the door. Walking inside, the door terminal lights up, a very feminine and attractive voice giggling, "Hi there … $firstName $secondName" … welcome to the Beauty Goo Corporation’s training offices within ‘The Repurposing Center’, we’re as overjoyed to have you with us today as we are to be here<<if $backgroundNumber == 5>>. Because you are a client marked in our internal database as a ‘style icon’ your training lesson has been granted to you for free, please remember to tell your friends about our amazing service<</if>>. Please find yourself a free beauticians station at your earliest convenience from the selection available, and then we can begin your lesson. Thanks for coming!", the tone conversational and more than a little flirty, that is other than for the obvious exception of it trying to mechanically add your name into the dialogue. Shrugging it off, you follow the instructions, wandering down the row of cubicles until you find one that’s empty. Looking inside them as you pass by, you note that within them there is a relatively large amount of beauticians equipment, along with an assortment of technology that is rather confusing to you. In the center of the desk is a shiny open gleaming black box with neon trim<<if $inventory.indexOf("Makeup Box") != -1>> which you know to be a Beauty Goo Transformation Box, just like the one you own, overflowing with the various applicators that you can buy<<else>>. Whilst you’ve never seen something like it before, from the obvious makeup application devices you can see within it you’d guess it was some kind of high-tech makeup box<</if>>. Eventually finding one of the training stations that are empty, you take a seat within and wait for instruction on what to do next. <<if $makeupSkill == 0>><<include [[Makeup Training Trained]]>><<elseif $makeupSkill == 1>><<include [[Makeup Training Expert]]>><<elseif $makeupSkill == 2>><<include [[Makeup Training Master]]>><<else>><<include [[Makeup Training Extra 1]]>><</if>> With your training complete you clean up and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<set $makeupSkill += 1>><<addToMidShelf "Beauty Goo Corp Certificate">>Waiting for a few minutes in the comfy confines of the pink walled cubicle, you have time to more closely investigate the various tools and devices before you. Now much nearer the training station you can make out that the middle of the desk in front of you has an odd rubber edged indentation within it, the space behind it both in the surface and the wall appearing to be some sort of metal hatch … strange. Other than that, the rest of the space is filled with things that make much more sense, a combination of makeup supplies and a wall-mounted vibrantly pink plastic screen that's mounted on the junction between the left and back walls. Just as you’re beginning to get bored, unsure if the training session is every going to start, the screen flickers to life, showing a slowly rotating logo for the Beauty Goo corporation. "Hello valued customer, we’re sorry for the delay in your booked … basic … training session. This increased waiting time has been cause by … ESCAPED ASSETS … to which we are greatly sorry. Please accept our sincerest apologies". Wondering what the term ‘escaped assets’ could mean, you listen on as the automated voice continues its explanation. "Today we are going to go over the basics of makeup application. At the end of this session you should know enough about basic makeup products to be able to competently apply them to either yourself or someone else on a daily basis to create a reasonable, but not too complicate, makeup co-ordinate. You’ll be using; lipstick, eyeliner, eyeshadow and blush, to create a stylish and natural look that will make a good impression in a formal business environment. To begin please pick up the lipstick tube to indicate that you are ready to proceed", one of the small shiny black tubes within the accompanying makeup kit glowing bright pink for a second to show you what to grab. Following orders you take the lipstick tube in hand, an odd mechanical whirring catching your attention. Indeed, a noticeable hydraulic hiss comes from the metal hatch in the center of the desk as it opens, a human head pushed through it so that you have everything from the base of the neck up to the top of the forehead on display. The person in question seems to be a cute woman, probably in her mid-twenties, asleep but un-moving, not even making any snoring or breathing sounds. Feeling <<if $submission < 25>>a little uncomfortable with the new development<<else>>completely okay with the new development<</if>>, you watch as the screen begins displaying just how you should proceed, a cartoony example of the methods you’ll use shown to you. Taking a tentative deep breath, you uncap the lipstick and begin to apply it as explained, the helper program whilst very mechanical in its automation still offering real-time helpful advice on what you’ve done right and what you could do better. In all, it takes you three or four times to get the lipstick done to the machines expectations, and much longer for you to get the eyeliner done correctly, your worry of poking the mysterious girl in the eye accidentally making you mess up more than before. Still, the blush isn’t too hard, and neither is the eyeshadow, the constant feedback helping keep you focused on your task. Despite how strange it all is, you can’t deny that it seems to be working, your knowledge of makeup growing considerably under the tutelage of the feminine voiced computer program. When you’re done you take a look at the finished look you’ve just created, noting that it does like kind of nice, stylish even. A combination of light red lipstick, black eyeshadow and eyeliner, and just a hint of red blush on the sleeping woman makes her appear much more attractive that when you started, but at the same time you can see what the program meant, the style the sort you’d expect to see more in an office than on a night out. Getting up to leave, figuring that your training is over now, the screen springs back into a speech. "Congratulations on your completion of our first course in makeup application. This foundation in beautician skills should be enough to ensure you succeed in your makeup endeavours much more frequently. As such, we hear that the Beauty Goo Corporation believe that you’re ready to take your skills out to share with the world". With a loud mechanical chugging sound, you see from the bottom of the screen a piece of paper start to emerge, a fancy border along the edges. "This is your certificate of basic competence. With it you’ll be able to professionally sell your beautician services in any licenced business. We hope that you will bring the joy of Beauty Synth Goo and the Beauty Goo product line to the hearts and minds of the public. Thank you, and have a great day!", the certificate finally being deposited on the desk in front of you as the program completes its explanation, the screen flickering off as if to tell you it’s time for you to leave.

<<set $makeupSkill += 1>>Waiting for a few minutes in the comfy confines of the pink walled cubicle, you have time to once again investigate the various tools and devices before you. Touching the rubber rimmed hatch that spans some of the desks surface and back wall you take a moment to think about the face that was pushed through it last time for you to give a makeover. Still not sure what is going on, you do your best to take your mind off of it, shifting your focus back to the various beauty devices, some of which you don’t think the business even has for general sale. As before, the rest of the space is filled with a combination of makeup supplies and a wall-mounted vibrantly pink plastic screen which is mounted on the junction between the left and back walls. Like the first time, just as you’re beginning to get bored, unsure if the training session is every going to start, the screen flickers to life, showing the slowly rotating logo for the Beauty Goo corporation. "Hello valued customer, we’re sorry for the delay in your booked … expert … training session. This increased waiting time has been cause by … STANDARD UNFORSEEN HOSTILE BIOLOGICAL CONTAINMENT BREACH … to which we are greatly sorry. Please accept our sincerest apologies". Nervously hearing the term ‘hostile biological containment breach’, you gulp, knowing that whatever it is it’s unlikely to be a good thing. However, guessing that things are being dealt with by the appropriate people you listen on as the automated voice continues its explanation. "Today we are going to go over some more complex items of makeup application. At the end of this session you should know enough about our makeup products to be able to mix and match a more uncommon style for either yourself or someone else on a daily basis. You’ll be using; lipstick, lip gloss, eyeliner, eyeshadow, fake lashes, mascara, glitter and blush, to create an eye-catching and flirty look that will turn heads in any club or bar. To begin please pick up the lipstick tube to indicate that you are ready to proceed", once again, one of the small shiny black tubes within the accompanying makeup kit glowing bright pink for a second to show you what to grab. Following orders you take the lipstick tube in hand, the odd mechanical whirring from before not surprising you but still catching your attention. Indeed, as the noticeable hydraulic hiss comes from the metal hatch in the center of the desk, it opens, pushing through it a female human face so that you have everything from the base of the neck up to the top of the forehead on display. The person in question seems to be an attractive woman, probably in her early-twenties, asleep but un-moving, not even making any snoring or breathing sounds. Feeling <<if $submission < 25>>once more a little uncomfortable with the development<<else>>once more completely okay with the fact<</if>>, you watch as the screen begins displaying just how you should proceed, a cartoony example of the methods you’ll use shown to you. Taking a tentative deep breath, you uncap the lipstick and begin to apply it as explained, the helper program whilst very mechanical in its automation still offering real-time helpful advice on what you’ve done right and what you could do better. The lipstick itself goes pretty smoothly, your previous experience with its use making it a breeze to apply to your sleeping recipient. However, the gloss ends up being much harder to work with, smearing your great work on the thick lipstick the first couple of times you try to overcoat it. At least the eyeshadow goes better, as does the eyeliner. The mascara and fake lashes take a bit to get used to, but they seem be built for easy application, the eyelash extensions attaching almost automatically. Like the previous time, despite how strange it all is, you can’t deny that it seems to be working, your knowledge of makeup growing considerably under the tutelage of the feminine voiced computer program. Even more, putting glitter on your training targets cheeks, lips and eyelids is remarkably fun. When you’re done you take a look at the finished look you’ve just created, noting that it is much less formal than last time. You certainly couldn’t see this one worn by someone working in a board room. A combination of bright pink lipstick with a coat of lip gloss, thick pink eyeshadow with doubled-up black eyeliner, thick pink blush, long mascara covered false lashes, and a fistful of glitter added to top it all off, the sleeping woman looks kind of like a bimbo if you really had to comment. Still, she looks sexy as a result, and you’re sure that if she went to a club she’d have people falling over themselves to get her a drink. Waiting a moment before you leave, figuring that the program will want to say goodbye, the screen springs back into a speech. "Congratulations on your completion of our second course in makeup application. This expert training in beautician skills should be enough to ensure you succeed in your makeup endeavours much more frequently. We hope that you will bring the joy of Beauty Synth Goo and the Beauty Goo product line to the hearts and minds of the public. Thank you, and have a great day!", upon completion of its speech the screen flickering off as if to tell you it’s time for you to leave. Weirdly, as you get up you’re sure you hear the oddest sound. From the other side of the hatch as it closes, taking the woman back with it, you can just about hear an audible squelching sound accompanied by gurgling indecipherable babble.

<<set $makeupSkill += 1>>Waiting for a few minutes in the comfy confines of the pink walled cubicle, you have time to once again investigate the various tools and devices before you. Touching the rubber rimmed hatch that spans some of the desks surface and back wall you take a moment to think about the faces that were pushed through it the previous times you visited. Still not sure what is going on, you do your best to take your mind off of it, shifting your focus back to the various beauty devices, some of which you don’t think the business even has for general sale. As before, the rest of the space is filled with a combination of makeup supplies and a wall-mounted vibrantly pink plastic screen which is mounted on the junction between the left and back walls. Unlike previously, the screen flickers to life much sooner, showing the slowly rotating logo for the Beauty Goo corporation. "Hello valued customer, we’re sorry for the delay in your booked … master … training session. This minor increased waiting time has been cause by … REASON REDACTED … to which we are greatly sorry. Please accept our sincerest apologies". Unsure why they’d redact the reason, especially after the odd explanations they’ve given previously, you’re just happy that you haven’t been left to wait too long. Guessing that whatever the matter is that its likely being dealt with by the appropriate people, you listen on as the automated voice continues its explanation. "Today we are going to go over some of the most complex items of makeup application. At the end of this session you should know enough about our makeup products to be able to create a unique and artistic style for either yourself or someone else on a daily basis. You’ll be using all of the tools at our disposal, that includes; lipstick, lip gloss, lipliner eyeliner, eyeshadow, fake lashes, mascara, glitter, highlighter, blush and face paint, to create a living work of art. To begin please pick up the lipstick tube to indicate that you are ready to proceed", once again, one of the small shiny black tubes within the accompanying makeup kit glowing bright pink for a second to show you what to grab. Following orders you take the lipstick tube in hand, the odd mechanical whirring from before not surprising you, but still catching your attention. Indeed, as the noticeable hydraulic hiss comes from the metal hatch in the center of the desk, it opens, pushing through it a female human face so that you have everything from the base of the neck up to the top of the forehead on display. The person in question seems to be a beautiful woman who’s probably in her early-twenties. What’s different this time is that she’s awake. "You’ve got to help me!", she babbles frantically, a wild and panicked look in her eyes, "Something must have gone wrong with the system, we’re normally put to sleep before being sent up but … but the goo-guards were busy fending off a slave revolt. You have to tell someone .. tell anyone … the Beauty Goo corporation isn’t what you think it is. The goo is a … ahhhh!". Suddenly, mid-sentence the beautiful woman is pulled back through the hatch at an incredible speed, the metal doors closing before you get a look beyond. Glancing around nervously, you’re not sure what to do, partially not wanting to get involved in something that sounds both strange and likely dangerous. Plus, it’s entirely possible that she was just crazy and trying to get you into trouble. Making a note to think about it later, your thoughts are broken up by the feminine voice of the computer program, "We here at the Beauty Goo Corporation apologize for the faulty testing dummy you were supplied with. We pride ourselves on providing the best and most realistic test subjects possible for those in our training programs. Whilst we are sorry for the disturbance you have just experienced, we hope that you will not find need to lodge a complaint against us. The Beauty Goo Corporation has an extensive legal department, and is well-known for its litigious reactions. We hope that you are suitably informed. Now please continue your scheduled lesson". Feeling <<if $submission < 50>>extremely uncomfortable with the development<<else>>sufficiently kowtowed by the voice<</if>>, you nervously watch as the screen begins displaying just how you should proceed, a cartoony example of the methods you’ll use shown to you. Only a few seconds later a new face is also presented to you, this time the attractive woman is thoroughly asleep. Not wanting to make waves, you take a tentative deep breath, uncapping the lipstick and beginning to apply it as explained. The helper program whilst very mechanical in its automation still offering real-time helpful advice on what you’ve done right and what you could do better. You use everything ... When you’re done you take a look at the finished look you’ve just created, noting that it is an odd combination to say the least. You certainly couldn’t see this worn by someone as a regular daily routine, but maybe you could imagine it as part of an ad campaign, or maybe some sort of theatre production. A combination of neon blue lipstick with a coat of lip gloss, racoon-like green eyeshadow with doubled-up heavily winged purple eyeliner, thick and contoured bright yellow blush, long mascara covered false upper and lower lashes, a fistful of glitter applied across various spots, along with lip liner and highlighter to frame your lips and general facial structure. But, most of all you’ve applied an odd set of face paint circles and squares in various colours to top it all off, the sleeping woman looking pretty slutty but also stylish and visually interesting. You’re pretty sure that despite how weird the look is that she’d still be considered the hottest person in almost any club she walked into. Waiting a moment before you leave, figuring that the program will want to say goodbye, the screen springs back into a speech. "Congratulations on your completion of our third course in makeup application. This master training in beautician skills should be enough to ensure you succeed in your makeup endeavours much more frequently. It is also sadly the most complex course we offer, though we still do have available top-up courses for those looking to hone their skills further. We hope that you will bring the joy of Beauty Synth Goo and the Beauty Goo product line to the hearts and minds of the public. Thank you, and have a great day!", upon completion of its speech the screen flickering off as if to tell you it’s time for you to leave. Thoughts of the panicking girl still in your mind, you wonder if you should do something.

Waiting for a few minutes in the comfy confines of the pink walled cubicle, you have time to once again investigate the various tools and devices before you. Touching the rubber rimmed hatch that spans some of the desks surface and back wall you take a moment to think about the faces that were pushed through it the previous times you visited. Still not sure what is going on, you do your best to take your mind off of it, shifting your focus back to the various beauty devices, some of which you don’t think the business even has for general sale. As before, the rest of the space is filled with a combination of makeup supplies and a wall-mounted vibrantly pink plastic screen which is mounted on the junction between the left and back walls. Unlike your early visits, the screen flickers to life much sooner, showing the slowly rotating logo for the Beauty Goo corporation. "Hello valued customer, we’re sorry for the delay in your booked … top-up … training session. This minor increased waiting time has been cause by … WORKER SHORTAGES … to which we are greatly sorry. Please accept our sincerest apologies". Shrugging, the idea of a worker shortage practically normal, you listen on as the automated voice continues its explanation. "Today we are going to go over some of the most complex items of makeup application once again. At the end of this session you should be more confident than ever about our makeup products, and will be able to continue to create practically any style for either yourself or someone else on a daily basis. You’ll be using all of the tools at our disposal, that includes; lipstick, lip gloss, lipliner eyeliner, eyeshadow, fake lashes, mascara, glitter, highlighter, blush and face paint, to create whatever comes to your mind. To begin please pick up the lipstick tube to indicate that you are ready to proceed", once again, one of the small shiny black tubes within the accompanying makeup kit glowing bright pink for a second to show you what to grab. Following orders you take the lipstick tube in hand, the odd mechanical whirring from before not surprising you, but still catching your attention. Indeed, as the noticeable hydraulic hiss comes from the metal hatch in the center of the desk, it opens, pushing through it a female human face so that you have everything from the base of the neck up to the top of the forehead on display. The person in question seems to be a beautiful woman who’s probably in her early-twenties. Uncapping the lipstick and beginning to apply it as explained. The helper program whilst very mechanical in its automation still offering real-time helpful advice on what you’ve done right and what you could do better. You end up using everything. When you’re done you take a look at the finished look you’ve just created, noting that it is an odd combination to say the least. You certainly couldn’t see this worn by someone as a regular daily routine, but maybe you could imagine it as part of an ad campaign, or maybe some sort of theatre production. A combination of neon blue lipstick with a coat of lip gloss, racoon-like green eyeshadow with doubled-up heavily winged purple eyeliner, thick and contoured bright yellow blush, long mascara covered false upper and lower lashes, a fistful of glitter applied across various spots, along with lip liner and highlighter to frame your lips and general facial structure. But, most of all you’ve applied an odd set of face paint circles and squares in various colours to top it all off, the sleeping woman looking pretty slutty but also stylish and visually interesting. You’re pretty sure that despite how weird the look is that she’d still be considered the hottest person in almost any club she walked into. Waiting a moment before you leave, figuring that the program will want to say goodbye, the screen springs back into a speech. "Congratulations on your completion of our top-up course in makeup application. This recap of our master level training in beautician skills should be enough to ensure you continue to succeed in your makeup endeavours. We greatly appreciate your continued time and attention, and as such would like to thank you for your brand loyalty by providing you with 100 free units of Beauty Synth Goo. We hope that you will bring the joy of Beauty Synth Goo and the Beauty Goo product line to the hearts and minds of the public. Thank you, and have a great day!", upon completion of its speech the screen flickering off as if to tell you it’s time for you to leave, the hatch opening briefly as a bottle of the aforementioned makeup refill product is passed through. Oddly, whilst it’s only in your vision for a split second, you’re sure that a clear blue slimy tendril was wrapped around it at the time, but that would be crazy … wouldn’t it? Thoughts of the panicking girl from your master training still in your mind, you wonder if you should do something.

Darkness … … Darkness all around you … … "Huh. Guess it didn’t work this time either. That really sucks …", comes a remarkably familiar voice from the eternal void, a girl with vibrant pink hair emerging into view. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AliceAI.jpg]]</div> The girl appearing before you from seemingly out of nowhere just doesn’t look normal, having a heavily cartoonish feeling to her features, as if she’d been painted for an anime. Further, she looks slightly oddly proportioned when you really look at her. Though, she is pretty cute, from what you can see. Her shoulder length pink hair is done up in a pair of pigtails, tied with electrical cords instead of ribbons. And, from what you can see, she seems to be wearing a rather skimpy school girl outfit. An oversized pair of expressive eyes watch you as you examine her, her neon pink irises examining you thoughtfully. Confused, you ask, "Hey, I’m $firstName. Where are we … and who are you?", the strangest sensation of déjà vu striking you as you do. "Hey! It’s nice to meet you. But, really none of that’s too important and you’ll probably forget about me anyway. Just kind of doesn’t seem worth going through. You know?", she responds with a giggle, pulling a clipboard out form nowhere which she begins examining as you calmly wait. Mumbling to herself as she reads, you do overhear her some of her occasional comments. "… our predictive model …. guess we’ll just have to keep altering the variables … he’s going to be so cross about all this … maybe some additional uploads during down-time?", all of which are incredibly confusing, but regardless of it all you can’t motivate yourself to interrupt her. <<if lastVisited("Experimental Breast Enlargement Bad End") is 1>><<if $breastSize > 31>><<set $breastSize = 31>><</if>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you signed yourself up for an experimental breast treatment and it went wrong. I mean, what more can I say. Be more careful next time. They don’t call things experimental because they’re better, they call then that because they’re risky. So next time that someone offers you radical and dangerous treatments … well, just say no. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Clinic General Transformation Options">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Fuck Doll Bad End") is 1>><<set $numberOfComplaints = 0>><<set $time = 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you repeatedly got in trouble within the facility and they eventually just kicked you out of the trainee program because of that. Guess you complained about things, tried to run away, maybe some petty vandalism, that kind of thing. You know what would stop you from getting kicked out? Not doing those sorts of things. They really don’t benefit you, you know. But, if you do have to get up to trouble at least find an administrator or someone else in power who you can bribe. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Room Hub">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Diaper Age Regression Bad End") is 1>><<if $diaperPunishmentLevel > 4>><<set $diaperPunishmentLevel = 0>><<elseif $abdlTrainerPunishment > 4>><<set $abdlTrainerPunishment = 0>><</if>><<set $time = 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you repeatedly got in trouble … it’s not very explanative, but it seems to be something to do with either diapers or some sort of adult baby trainer. Guess you got on one of the ABDL or diaper programs and didn’t do as you were told, probably ignored direct commands from someone in power. You know what would stop you from getting kicked out? Not doing those sorts of things. Being a brat might be fun, but you’ve got to remember to be a brat within the rules, you know. But, if you do have to get up to trouble with them at least find someone in power who you can suck up to, to protect your butt. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Room Hub">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Diaper Permanent ABDL Bad End") is 1>><<if $diaperPunishmentLevel > 4>><<set $diaperPunishmentLevel = 0>><<elseif $abdlTrainerPunishment > 4>><<set $abdlTrainerPunishment = 0>><</if>><<set $time = 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you repeatedly got in trouble … it’s not very explanative, but it seems to be something to do with either diapers or some sort of adult baby trainer. Guess you got on one of the ABDL or diaper programs and didn’t do as you were told, probably ignored direct commands from someone in power. You know what would stop you from getting kicked out? Not doing those sorts of things. Being a brat might be fun, but you’ve got to remember to be a brat within the rules, you know. But, if you do have to get up to trouble with them at least find someone in power who you can suck up to, to protect your butt. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Room Hub">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Alice Body Quest Bad End") is 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you … oh! Um … I guess this one is my bad? I’m kind of jerk sometimes, and generally not to be trusted when I’m acting like that. I … um … sorry. But, I’d still recommend not being too harsh on the other me, she’s just doing we do, she’s not trying to be mean or anything. She’ll probably be more help in the long-run if you make friends with her rather than enemies, you just have to show her that you’ll not let her play games with you. Okay?", she lectures you, though her tone is extremely apologetic as she does so. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Alice Body Quest Find Robot">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Club B Tony B Pay Escape Good End") is 1>><<set $ggp += 50000>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you … actually escaped! Wow, and you got out with money in pocket. That’s impressive, but it kind of doesn’t help us, does it? You’ve got much more important things to do than frolicking in fields don’t you? So, next time just don’t try and escape, instead try and solve the problem you’re supposed to be solving. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. That said, she also seems to be more than a little surprised at your success, a proud grin creeping through all she says. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Club B">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Shrinking Bad End") is 1>><<set $numberOfComplaints = 0>><<set $time = 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you repeatedly got in trouble within the facility and they eventually just kicked you out of the trainee program because of that. Guess you complained about things, tried to run away, maybe some petty vandalism, that kind of thing. You know what would stop you from getting kicked out? Not doing those sorts of things. They really don’t benefit you, you know. But, if you do have to get up to trouble at least find an administrator or someone else in power who you can bribe. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Room Hub">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Furniture Bad End") is 1>><<set $numberOfComplaints = 0>><<set $time = 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you repeatedly got in trouble within the facility and they eventually just kicked you out of the trainee program because of that. Guess you complained about things, tried to run away, maybe some petty vandalism, that kind of thing. You know what would stop you from getting kicked out? Not doing those sorts of things. They really don’t benefit you, you know. But, if you do have to get up to trouble at least find an administrator or someone else in power who you can bribe. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Room Hub">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Gloryhole Bad End") is 1>><<set $numberOfComplaints = 0>><<set $time = 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you repeatedly got in trouble within the facility and they eventually just kicked you out of the trainee program because of that. Guess you complained about things, tried to run away, maybe some petty vandalism, that kind of thing. You know what would stop you from getting kicked out? Not doing those sorts of things. They really don’t benefit you, you know. But, if you do have to get up to trouble at least find an administrator or someone else in power who you can bribe. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Room Hub">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Dragon Bride Bad End") is 1>><<set $numberOfComplaints = 0>><<set $time = 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! Wait … you really met a dragon. Also, you found out all sorts of secret things about or little organisation. Hmm, not sure if you’d be better off with a hunky super powerful dragon god or sticking around for what they have in store for you here. Anyway, I’m majorly jealous regardless, I’ll let this one be our little secret", her finger going up to her lips in a shushing motion as she winks at your jokingly. "So, looking at the notes they say you repeatedly got in trouble within the facility and they eventually just kicked you out of the trainee program because of that. Guess you complained about things, tried to run away, maybe some petty vandalism, that kind of thing. You know what would stop you from getting kicked out? Not doing those sorts of things. They really don’t benefit you, you know. But, if you do have to get up to trouble at least find an administrator or someone else in power who you can bribe. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Room Hub">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Horse Ending") is 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you … got turned into a horse? Am I reading that right? If so that’s the funniest thing I’ve seen in a while. Oh don’t be upset, I mean, why the long face!", breaking out into laughter at her joke to the point where she literally ends up rolling around on the floor. "Right, right, got to help you with this", she continues, picking herself up and reading the clipboard again, still occasionally breaking out into tiny giggles, "So, the notes say … the notes say that you ate mysterious and likely tainted food, and ended up getting turned into a … a horse. Don’t do that, alright? Eating random and likely dangerous food is bad for you. Don’t go horsing around … last one, that’s the last one I’ll do. I don’t think any of the other dishes he has are that bad, so you’ll be fine now, but try to be a little more careful. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone, her eyes alight with the humour of the situation. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Restaurant Alfonsi Quest Main">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Identity Theft Bad End") is 1>><<set $mariEnding = 0>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you picked a fight with Tony B by trying to steal some of his things and he ended up stealing your body to give to someone else. We can’t allow that. Not only is Tony B ostensibly on our side, so causing waves with him is a bad move, but you also ended up losing your body which is way too valuable to us. There are other ways for you to help that Mari girl if you really want to. Pay someone off, heck pay Tony off, or talk someone into helping you. Just don’t cause trouble with Tony B on something as small as this, if we’re going to sacrifice him as a pawn it needs to be for something with much larger gains. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Club B">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Military Service Bad End") is 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you attacked some douchebag guard named Gary. Seems like that could work, but you’re just not strong or well-trained enough to manage it. Either you need to put some more work into that, or find a work around to it. Whatever you choose, he’s not someone we care about so go nuts … whatever works for you. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Dorm Hub Jess Quest Day Visit">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Pet-Play Vincent Puppy Bad End") is 1>><<set $petPlayTrainerPunishment = 0>><<set $time = 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you repeatedly failed to live up to your trainers expectations … it’s not very explanative, but it seems to be something to do with either not dressing the part or leaving tasks set for you unfulfilled. Looks like you bumped into Vincent, him and the boss go way back, but don’t tell him that I mentioned it, or he’ll think I’m gossiping again. Vincent sure knows his stuff, and is one of the good ones really even if I hate to admit it, but he’s also a stickler for the rules. You want to know how to get on his good side? Well it should be obvious, do what he says. The man sees himself as your potential Master, or at the very least the man to facilitate you being handed off to a new owner, so make him think that even if that’s not the case. The plan can still work with him in the picture, but you need to keep him happy. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Room Hub">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Pet-Play Kitten Café Bad End") is 1>><<set $petPlayTrainerPunishment = 0>><<set $time = 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you repeatedly failed to live up to your trainers expectations … it’s not very explanative, but it seems to be something to do with either not dressing the part or leaving tasks set for you unfulfilled. Looks like you bumped into Vincent, him and the boss go way back, but don’t tell him that I mentioned it, or he’ll think I’m gossiping again. Vincent sure knows his stuff, and is one of the good ones really even if I hate to admit it, but he’s also a stickler for the rules. You want to know how to get on his good side? Well it should be obvious, do what he says. The man sees himself as your potential Master, or at the very least the man to facilitate you being handed off to a new owner, so make him think that even if that’s not the case. The plan can still work with him in the picture, but you need to keep him happy. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Room Hub">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Pet-Play Cart Pony Bad End") is 1>><<set $petPlayTrainerPunishment = 0>><<set $time = 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you repeatedly failed to live up to your trainers expectations … it’s not very explanative, but it seems to be something to do with either not dressing the part or leaving tasks set for you unfulfilled. Looks like you bumped into Vincent, him and the boss go way back, but don’t tell him that I mentioned it, or he’ll think I’m gossiping again. Vincent sure knows his stuff, and is one of the good ones really even if I hate to admit it, but he’s also a stickler for the rules. You want to know how to get on his good side? Well it should be obvious, do what he says. The man sees himself as your potential Master, or at the very least the man to facilitate you being handed off to a new owner, so make him think that even if that’s not the case. The plan can still work with him in the picture, but you need to keep him happy. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Room Hub">Awaken?</a><<elseif lastVisited("Pet-Play Bunny Bad End") is 1>><<set $petPlayTrainerPunishment = 0>><<set $time = 1>>Finally, she looks up at you, as if she’d forgotten your presence. Like doing so is some sort of afterthought to her real task at hand. "Right! Yeah! So, looking at the notes they say you repeatedly failed to live up to your trainers expectations … it’s not very explanative, but it seems to be something to do with either not dressing the part or leaving tasks set for you unfulfilled. Looks like you bumped into Vincent, him and the boss go way back, but don’t tell him that I mentioned it, or he’ll think I’m gossiping again. Vincent sure knows his stuff, and is one of the good ones really even if I hate to admit it, but he’s also a stickler for the rules. You want to know how to get on his good side? Well it should be obvious, do what he says. The man sees himself as your potential Master, or at the very least the man to facilitate you being handed off to a new owner, so make him think that even if that’s not the case. The plan can still work with him in the picture, but you need to keep him happy. Okay?", she lectures you, though there is a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Okay, but how do I get back from … here?", you respond, pointing at the desolate void you’re currently floating in. Again, as if she didn’t think to comment about it previously, she just shrugs, "You’ve just got to wake up". <a data-passage="Room Hub">Awaken?</a><</if>>

<<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") == -1>><<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>><<if $metCathlayn>>"Hello again $firstName, thank you for volunteering to help us with testing today. I wondered if I’d scared you off last time, so it fills my heart with glee to know that you’re willing to help out again. As you know my name is Cathlayn, and I work for a company named Cushy Tushies. We make diapers for cute adult babies like you, including our star product that our company is named after. Cushy Tushies are just like any other standard ABDL marketed diaper, but it’s more comfortable and over twice as absorbent as our next competitor. We also make different pattered designs too, but today we’re just going to be testing one of the standard designs", explains the elegant woman again with the standard sales pitch she gave you previously as she stands in front of you, her tone confident and sure of herself. With black hair tied up in a bun, and a black dress which shows off all her curves under her open lab coat, you still can’t help but consider her attractive. Even more so when you take into account ruby red lipstick and black lace stockings, the combination both sultry and feminine at the same time. "You know the drill by now. First I’m going to change you into one of our diapers. After that I’ll have you crawl around a bit while I ask you questions. But, who knows, maybe we’ll do something a little more interesting after we’ve got all the basic information", she finishes with a wink, the faintest grin crossing her face as she talks about something ‘more interesting’.<<else>>"Hello $firstName, thank you for volunteering to help us with testing today. My name is Cathlayn, and I work for a company named Cushy Tushies. We make diapers for cute adult babies like you, including our star product that our company is named after. Cushy Tushies are just like any other standard ABDL marketed diaper, but it’s more comfortable and over twice as absorbent as our next competitor. We also make different pattered designs too, but today we’re just going to be testing one of the standard designs", explains the elegant woman standing in front of you, her tone confident and sure of herself. With black hair tied up in a bun, and a black dress which shows off all her curves under her open lab coat, you can’t help but consider her attractive. Even more so when you realize that she’s wearing ruby red lipstick and black lace stockings, the combination both sultry and feminine at the same time. "Since this is our first time working together, I’ll try and explain everything so that there are no nasty surprises along the way", she continues, smiling reassuringly, "First I’m going to change you into one of our diapers. We need to do this partly to test it, but also to make sure that what you’re wearing is clean. After that I’ll have you crawl around a bit while I ask you questions. Mostly it’s just making sure that the design doesn’t rub anywhere uncomfortably. But, who knows, maybe we’ll do something a little more interesting after we’ve got all the basic information".<</if>> Answering, "Okay", in a little voice, slightly nervous, you stand there waiting for whatever is going to happen next. Taking you by the shoulder and leading you over to a changing table over to one side, Cathlayn <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>helps you out of your $currentClothing carefully, before helping you up onto the table itself<<else>>helps you up onto the table<</if>>. The plastic-y material that coats the changing table is a little cold against your back, but the attractive woman is quick and efficient in her activities, not leaving you waiting for long as she gets all the materials ready that she’ll need. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>When it comes down to it, it doesn’t take long for her to switch out your $currentUnderwear for a fresh new one, powdering and wiping you briskly as she does. <<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 1) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 1)>><<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>>Whilst you’re embarrassed over her spotting the state of your used diaper, she doesn’t seem to care either way, not saying anything. You might even have thought she didn’t notice, if not for her taking the time to clean you off with a wipe as she removes it.<</if>><<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>When it comes down to it, it doesn’t take long for her to change you into a new fresh plain white reusable cotton diaper. She’s quite quiet and serious as she does, briskly putting your $currentUnderwear to one side so that you can take them with you later. As for the diapering itself, she’s quick and to the point with it, powdering and wiping you in brief as she does.<<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>><<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">>When it comes down to it, it doesn’t take long for her to change you into a new fresh plain white reusable cotton diaper. She’s quite quiet and serious as she does, not even making comment on your complete lack of underwear. As for the diapering itself, she’s quick and to the point with it, powdering and wiping you in brief as she does.<</if>> Naked except for your $currentUnderwear, the sultry businesswoman urges you down from the changing table<<if $breastSize >0>>, your <<checkBreast>> boobs on full display as he does<</if>>. Pouting a little in embarrassment, Cathlayn doesn’t seem to care, her hand on your shoulder gently steering you over to a large open section in the room with a padded floor which she once more encourages you down onto until you’re waiting for what comes next on your knees. Fetching a handheld tablet computer from a side table as you kneel around idly, your temporary carer soon returns with a well-practiced smile plastered across her face. "To start with dear we’ll just need to know how it feels right now. So, what would you say your first thoughts about the Cushy Tushies were? Are they comfortable, are they easy to move in, do they make you feel good?", Cathlayn asks, watching you with eager intensity. Running your hand across the crinkling cushiony surface, it is pretty soft. The diaper she put you in isn’t too distinct, but it does seem comfy enough, and it’s nice to the touch. How that compares to all the other diapers on the market you’re not sure, but at least it’s something for you to say. As such, you answer quietly, "Well … um, I guess it’s kind of comfy and it’s a seems soft … it’s snug enough that I don’t think it’s going to fall off …", hoping that she’ll be happy with your response. "… extremely comfy and soft … wouldn’t be accidentally removed without extreme wear and tear …", she comments lost in thought as she taps away at her tablet, a moment later raising her head to continue your conversation, "We’ll have to use some of our comments on the next advert campaign. Next I’ll need you to do some more active things. Like, crawling around a bit, or playing hopscotch. We need to know if it’ll stand up well to energetic play". Starting to realize that from her comments she doesn’t really want your opinions so much as compliments of her businesses product, you nod, beginning to crawl around as she directs you. And so, that’s how the next hour or so go, Cathlayn giving you a task to do before asking you some questions about the diaper. She’s also continues to be just as invested as she was previously in your opinions, her muttered musings becoming increasingly fanciful and overblown the further your session progresses.<<if $diaperWettingPlay>> Eventually though, she does have a slightly more interesting request for you, one that finally attracts her full attention. With a huge grin she asks you, "You’ve done excellently so far $firstName, but these sort of tests can only give us so much information. What we really need is more … data … data on the diaper’s absorbency if you know what I mean. If you’re willing, then I’ll give you a quick bottle feeding and we can get some really fun testing done. What do you think of that?". <<if $submission >= 25>><diaperWetAccident>>Nodding in response, not feeling like resisting her request, you watch as her grin grows even larger. Clearly happy with your answer, she continues in a much more attentive and engaged tone, "Excellent! I’ll get the bottles, you just wait here", the leggy black-haired beauty strutting over to look inside her sleek handbag that she’d earlier left on one of a side-table. Returning, bottle filled with something white and sloshy in hand, Cathlayn adds, "I’ll need you down on your knees dear. This is just milk … well, milk with a little something extra in it. Should have an effect on you in no time. That way we can get lots of wonderful testing done", the joy in her tone evident. Replying with a small, "Okay", positioning yourself as she previously commented, your temporary carer takes almost no time at all to begin, pressing the rubber nub of the bottle past your <<checkLips>> lips. Immediately, creamy milk starts running down your throat as you do your best to swallow it all down. It tastes lovely, and is incredibly refreshing after all the exercise you’ve gotten since your session with Cathlayn started. However, almost immediately your tummy begins to grumble in response, giving you the impression that the noises might be your bodies way of confirming the businesswoman’s comments on there being ‘something extra’ in it. Kneeling, squatting, you’re already feeling bloated by the time you finish off the first bottle, Cathlayn returning to her handbag to retrieve another when you do. Meanwhile, the pressure in your bladder takes you by surprise, the position you’ve found yourself in giving you little means to delay the onslaught of urine flowing out of you into your awaiting $currentUnderwear. Speeding up when she hears the extremely audible pitter patter of pee hitting the inside padding of your diaper, Cathlayn rushes back with a grin, watching you and very clearly being entertained by seeing you wet yourself. Literally clapping when she thinks you’re done, your face red with both the humiliation of the situation and the strain of relieving your bladder, the nub of the new bottle immediately is pressed back into your mouth. Two bottles of ‘milk’ proceeded by two wettings later, feeling thoroughly embarrassed by the whole situation, Cathlayn finally asks you with the ever-present grin since she’d started this section of your session, "So, now that we’ve made sure that your diaper has been well-and-truly used. Do you have any thoughts on it? I can see from here that it hasn’t leaked. But how does it feel now? Does it keep the heat of your pee, or is it cold and wet in there?". Lip quivering, you whimper, "It feels okay … it’s all squishy … and the pee is kind of icky …", Cathlayn nodding and noting your response as you slowly give it to her. "Warm and comfortable, good smelling and dry as a bone. I guess we’ll have to add in a comment about it being slightly damper than before … but I think I can still make that work. Thank you $firstName, that was much more entertaining to watch. We really should do this again. Maybe next time I can bring enough bottles to see how many it takes for you to make our diapers spill. Though, I’d be tempted to get a recording of that for posterity. For now, I think we’ll just continue with the previous tests. Among other things it’ll let us see how it feels to be active in it while it’s wet", she continues, your stomach dropping with worry as you wonder if it’ll leak when she makes you run and tumble about. However, not giving you much time to think or comment, Cathlayn is soon spurring you back to more tasks like the ones she ran you through earlier.<<else>>Shaking your head as you turn down her offer she sighs, clearly disappointed. Still, you’re not going to change your mind, the act just too embarrassing for you to be willing to do it for her just because she asks. "Fine, fine. We can just do some more of what we’ve already been doing. It’s far less useful, but it still helps. If that’s the case then our next test should be for you to try a handstand, that’ll let us know how slip resistant it really is", she continues, spurring you back to more tasks like she ran you through earlier.<</if>><</if>> It’s kind of fun, but it’s way too clinical and bossy to be too enjoyable. Though Cathlayn does slowly warm up to you as you go along, beginning to actually offer praise towards you by the time your session helping her is almost at an end. Patting you on the head after having you do a couple of rolls about on the padded floor, she finally comments, "Good work today $firstName, you’ve given me a lot of good responses I can take back with me. You’re actually pretty cute when it comes down to it. Who knows, maybe we’ll have to sign you up for an advertising campaign or two in the future. For now though, I ‘ve got to be on my way, and I believe our time is just about up. See you around hopefully dear", bending down to give you a surprisingly warm goodbye hug, her ruby red lips placing a tender kiss on your forehead before she sends you on your way. <<set $metCathlayn = true>><<include [[ABDL Job Minor Random End]]>>

<div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/RestaurantPhoto.png]]</div> <a data-passage="Room Hub">Finish inspecting the photo</a>

<<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") == -1>><<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>>"Hello again $firstName, I’m glad to see that you’re still taking up tasks in the nursery since our last run in. I’ll take that to mean that I haven’t scared you off yet, which is certainly a good thing in my mind. I’ve got a long day of photography and filming planned ahead, so fingers crossed we’ll both have a swell time together. Though, today is something a little different", explains the handsome photographer Beck in a warm tone, his tanned skin glistening under the heavy lighting of the side room you’re in. Much like last time, he wears a thin grey tank top that does little to hide his defined muscles, his form just a little sweaty thanks to the heat of the photography setup, though you notice a few larger cameras likely for filming also set up. "We’ve got an advert to shoot today", he continues, smiling reassuringly, "A diaper producer called Cushy Tushies is looking for a new commercial, along with photographs to use in their promotional material, so that’s the plan for today. In a moment I’ll give you a quick change to make sure that everything is in order, then we’ll move onto the filming. It’s mainly just crawling around in a diaper and playing with toys, but we’ll also be bringing in a few other littles for the filming portion. It might sound a bit embarrassing, but under these stage lights being just in your diaper will feel a lot less sweaty and icky, and you’ll have other people in the exact same situation as you, which hopefully should make this all feel less scary. Who knows, if we have time, then maybe we can do some extra shots for the business that’ll really make them happy". Answering, "Okay", in a little voice, slightly nervous but giggling a bit at how friendly your photographer seems to be, you stand there waiting for whatever is going to happen next. Taking your hand and leading you over to a changing table over to one side, Beck <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>helps you out of your $currentClothing carefully, before helping you up onto the table itself<<else>>helps you up onto the table<</if>>. The plastic-y material that coats the changing table is a little cold against your back, but your photographer assures you he’ll be quick, getting all the materials ready that he’ll need. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>In the end it doesn’t take long for him to switch out your $currentUnderwear for a fresh new one, remembering to powder and wipe you diligently as he does. <<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 1) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 1)>><<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>>Whilst you’re embarrassed over him spotting the state of your used diaper, he’s extremely polite about it, not saying anything. You might even have thought he didn’t notice, if not for the way he reflexively wrinkles his nose as he removes it.<</if>><<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>In the end, it doesn’t take him long to change you into a new fresh plain white reusable cotton diaper. He’s very polite and professional as he does, gently putting your $currentUnderwear to one side, making sure that they’re properly cared for so that you can take them with you later. As for the diapering itself, he’s quick and pleasant with it, remembering to powder and wipe you diligently as he does.<<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>><<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">> In the end, it doesn’t take him long to change you into a new fresh plain white reusable cotton diaper. He’s very polite and professional as he does, not even commenting on your complete lack of underwear. As for the diapering itself, he’s quick and pleasant with it, remembering to powder and wipe you diligently as he does.<</if>> Now naked except for your $currentUnderwear, the strong young photographer helps you down from the changing table<<if $breastSize >0>>, your <<checkBreast>> boobs on full display as he does<</if>>. Pouting a little in embarrassment, Beck does his best to reassure you, shepherding you over to the main set area, a plain white cloth-like material tarp with large baby toys on, with a greenscreen behind you. Just like he said, after taking a few pictures of you playing on your own and crawling about, most of which are taken from behind, getting your <<checkAss>> diapered bum as the focus of his pictures, he takes out his phone and only a few minutes later there are another three littles sitting on the tarp with you. It’s kind of fun, playing with toys, especially with the friendly tanned man offering constant words of praise and encouragement to you all. Wiggling your tushy about, or mindlessly chewing on a brightly coloured plastic ring which seems to make him particularly amused, you playfully let Beck take some more photos and record you, even cuddling up front with a stuffed bear as a prop, which Beck assures you looks adorable. Hitting the button on a sound system to one side, you begin hearing a light hearted musical jingle sing, "Hey kids! Are you tired of lame and boring diapers? Diapers that don't hold a lot peepee and poopoo? Diapers that say they can hold a lot but totally suck? Then you should try Cushy Tushies!", leaving you completely unsure whether to break into laughter or be mortified that you’ll be attached to a product along with something like that. Smiling warmly as ever, Beck comments to you all, "No need to panic everyone. Just keep doing what you were doing. We just need one take with the voice over in it so they can figure out the timing", the offered explanation making you feel a little better. And so, Beck continues to take photographs, turning off the recording cameras after finishing that take. Not much later the other littles have to leave, meaning that it’s once again just you and Beck. If you’re honest with yourself you can’t help but admit you prefer it this way. The extra attention from the kind man is so nice that you don’t really want to share him with other littles whilst you’re ‘on set’. Now solely having you in the studio once more, you quickly return to what you were doing before, taking more high definition photos that he’ll also send to Cushy Tushies to use in advertising their products. <<if $diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay>> He does ask you whether you’d be okay … making use of your diaper at one point, which is pretty embarrassing and kind of awkward. <<if $diaperSkill >0>>However, after your diaper training it’s hard to turn down the offer, your body reacting whether you want it to or not. <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay>>)>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>>Peeing and pooping<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMetAccident>>Pooping<<else>><<diaperWetAccident>>Peeing<</if>> into your $currentUnderwear freely, Beck documents the entire ordeal, cooing at you comfortingly and telling you that you’re not going to get in trouble. He even lets you hide your face against the floor when it gets too much, just getting some extra close ups of your slowly staining diaper. In fact, your increasingly used diaper seems to be his main focus, Beck eventually asking you if it’s okay for you to stand so he can get a photo which he ends up being extremely excited over, the particular image being you from behind with a slightly sagging diaper holding yourself in nervous embarrassment.<<else>>However, he’s totally cool when you turn down the offer, reassuring you that it’s okay and that he doesn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable doing anything that you don’t want to.<</if>><</if>> Sadly, despite the fun you’re beginning to have, things end all too soon, Beck ushering you over to give you a celebratory hug. "You did amazing $firstName!", he exclaims proudly, showing you a few of the shots he’s got on his digital camera. Looking them over, you’re surprised how good you look in them, Beck obviously quite skilled as what he does. Seeing you surprised glee, he even adds, "You know, I’m not sure how long it’ll take for them to put together the advert, but I think you did great today. You really stood out among all the other littles we had, very photogenic, very playful. You can really tell in these things when the models are having fun, and it’s always a pleasure to see. You’re always a little shy to start, but you blossom nicely when you get into it. Whatever the case, I’m sure they’ll be over the moon with getting all these extra promotional pictures featuring you. Maybe we can even convince them to have you do some more diaper modelling for them in the future, possibly even modelling lots of different diapers for their catalogue. Would you like that?". You chat with Beck a little while longer, learning a bit more about his work for Playpen, though you don’t really have enough time to learn much other than that it’s an ABDL themed magazine that’s quite popular. You also pry for more information about the advert for ‘Cushy Tushies’, but he’s remarkably quiet on that one too, insisting that he’s under contract to keep quiet as they have lots of eager competitors. Instead, before long it’s time for him to pack everything up, Beck giving you a warm goodbye before he sends you on your way. <<include [[ABDL Job Minor Random End]]>>

<<cumInNPCVagina 7>><<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding that you’d like to fuck her doggy style, you tell Villin, "I think today I want to stick my <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>strap-on<</if>> in that needy pussy of yours. Do you think she’d like that. I do from the way you’re squirming", your tone playful as you ask her to service you. Happily giggling, your naughty and to-the-point request obviously exciting the already aroused bunny-girl, she smiles and nods, answering, "Yes <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<else>>honey<</if>>". Slipping off of the bed, Villin begins eagerly pulling off her blouse and sweater above her head, her breathing becoming heavier as she gets more and more into what she’s about to do. Meanwhile, pulling yourself forward into a sitting position with your legs spread either side of her, you unbutton her jean shorts, shuffling them and her pastel purple panties down her legs. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Slipping out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear with the help of a now naked Villin, leaving you equally naked,<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Slipping out of your $currentClothing with the help of a now naked Villin, leaving you equally naked,<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Slipping out of your $currentUnderwear with the help of Villin, leaving you equally naked,<<else>>Already naked to begin with, you both stare at each other wantonly,<</if>> ready to begin your passionate tryst. With large doe eyes Villin looks on at you as you rise, pulling her into an energetic kiss as you manoeuvre around her, turning her and pushing her down on the bed as you finish so that her jiggling ass tipped with a bunny tail is now facing you teasingly. "So adorable", you comment, giving her a light spank on the rear, her dewy petals already visible between her splayed thighs. Letting your thumb trace over them, you spread her labia lazily, the warm fold slapping back wetly when you let go of it. Unable to hold yourself back, especially when you hear the lewd moan she gives off from you light touch, you need to start fucking her. <<if $penis>>Pressing your <<checkPenis>> cock against her drooling hole, invading it in one sudden thrust, you see her bite down on the duvet, the sounds she’s now making even more passionate than before<<else>>Grabbing your strap-on harness and buckling it up, you press your $currentStrapOnDildo up against her drooling hole, invading it in one sudden thrust. As you do, you see her bite down on the duvet, the sounds she’s now making even more passionate than before<</if>>. Rutting her into the bed, almost as if you had something to prove, the need to claim her as your own animalistic-ly running through your mind as she continues to make muffled sounds, her cotton bedspread filling her mouth as she clamps down on it in embarrassment. It just feels amazing, <<if $penis>>so hot and inviting<<else>>your strap-on pressing back into your pussy in just the right way<</if>>. Being in control of the violet haired bunny-girl is nothing short of intoxicating. <<if $submission >= -25>>Overcome with your need and wrapped up in the moment, you take hold of Villin’s slender shoulders for leverage, pressing your weight down onto her<<else>>Overcome with your need and wrapped up in the moment, a bright idea comes into your head. Wrapping your hand around her delicate long hair, you pull her back to you as if she was on a leash, Villin letting out a submissive yet joyful whimper as you do<</if>>. Now much closer to her, the ravaging is certainly more brutal, but equally more intimate, your <<if $penis>>dick pulsing with pleasure<<else>>$currentStrapOnDildo pushing back against your sensitive folds<</if>> with every rub against her silken walls. Meanwhile Villin continues to submit to your fucking, content to let you do what you wish, but obviously enjoying the experience too, seemingly even going so far as to hold back on her climax, not wanting to cum too early for fear of ruining the experience. Though she’s not the only one, as you too concentrate on keeping yourself from cumming early, wanting to prolong your joint pleasure as long as possible. However, all good things have to come to an end eventually, and your rough love-making session cannot last forever. Instead, with one last world shattering thrust, you ram your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>faux-cock<</if>> as far as it will go before finally stilling, <<if $penis>>a<<else>>the<</if>> liquid heat<<if !$penis>> of your pooled fem-cum<</if>> soon spraying from you into her depths. Pulling out of her with a lewd wet squelch, the last seconds of friction are just enough to give her the last little release she needs, Villin’s cunt spasms pleasurably, trying to cling onto your firm length as it is withdrawn. Further, whilst it takes you a moment to notice, Villin’s own cock also seems to have reached its climax, a puddle of sticky cum slowly emanating from where it has been rubbed against the beds covers during your rutting. Letting out the tiniest squeaky squeal, Villin looks back at you over her shoulder with great effort, exhausted practically to the point of collapse. Flopping down beside her, only taking the briefest moment to appreciate the sight of your cum pooling out of her thoroughly used cunt, you’re soon laying side by side. Pulling the tired girl towards you in an affectionate cuddle so that you can both get some rest, you spoon up to her, cooing, "Good girl", as you kiss the back of her head. "… did I do okay <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<else>>honey<</if>> …", she whispers dreamily as you cuddle, yawning and stilling in her tiredness, her pert rear and fluffy tail rubbing up against you tantalizingly. And, like this you remain for a while, happy to just be together, napping and snuggling, Villin held protectively in your arms. … Realising that you need to leave soon, you groggily pull yourself up. Taking a moment to get yourself together, you [[prepare yourself to leave|Date Villin End]].

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $vagina>><<cumVagina 9>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>><<else>><<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 1>><</if>>Deciding that you’d like to ride her cock cowgirl-style, you tell Villin confidently, "I think today I want to stick that cock of yours in my <<if $vagina>>pussy<<else>>ass-pussy<</if>> and hump it until your eyes roll into the back of your head. Do you think that’d be okay. Don’t worry, I’ll take charge one hundred percent", your tone playful but cautious as you ask her to service you, aware of her insecurities regarding her dick. Her eyes going wide, your naughty and to-the-point request obviously exciting the already aroused bunny-girl, but her own anxieties giving her pause for thought, she quietly answers, "Yes <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<else>>honey<</if>> … if you’re really sure ….", concern painted across her face. Slipping off of the bed, Villin begins tentatively pulling off her blouse and sweater above her head, her breathing becoming heavier from a combination of her getting more and more into what she’s about to do, and slightly because of her nervousness on the topic. Meanwhile, pulling yourself forward into a sitting position with your legs spread either side of her, you unbutton her jean shorts, shuffling them and her pastel purple panties down her legs, her sizable penis springing out already hard before you. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Slipping out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear with the help of a now naked Villin, leaving you equally naked,<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Slipping out of your $currentClothing with the help of a now naked Villin, leaving you equally naked,<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Slipping out of your $currentUnderwear with the help of Villin, leaving you equally naked,<<else>>Already naked to begin with, you both stare at each other wantonly,<</if>> ready to begin your passionate tryst. With large doe eyes Villin looks down at you as you lean in to give her thick length a cheeky lick, all the while you keep your gaze locked with her, as if trying to assure her that everything is fine, the combined masculine and feminine taste of sweat on your tongue actually pretty appealing. Without giving her time to think you suddenly rise, pulling her into an energetic kiss as you manoeuvre around her, finally pushing her down on the bed as you finish repositioning yourself, her pierced breasts and long rod both shaking tantalizingly from the surprise impact with her mattress. "So very hot!", you comment, Villin blushing heavily at your comment, bringing her hands up to cover her cheeks. At the same time, her dewy petals already visible between her splayed thighs, making it clear that whatever her anxieties are regarding her herm-cock, she’s still extremely aroused by all this. Letting your hand slowly run up her thigh, she begins to physically twitch, pressing herself harder against your touch. Not wanting to tease her any further, you clamber up onto the bed, straddling her as she waits with bated breath. Taking her warm hefty cock in your hand, you hold it firmly as you spear yourself down upon it, your <<if $vagina>>sodden pussy swallowing it down to the hilt with a wet slurping sound<<else>>needy ass-hole swallowing it down to the hilt with a slight friction burn<</if>>, Villin letting out a loud moan and gripping the duvet as you envelop her. Pulling yourself up enough for just the head to still be snuggled within you, before once more ramming yourself down, energetically riding the bunny-girl herm. Humping her into the bed, almost as if you had something to prove, the need to claim her as your own animalistic-ly running through your mind as she continues to lewdly moan and squirm, her cotton bedspread slowly being dragged towards her as she continues her passionate vice-like hold on it. It just feels amazing, filling you almost to the point of bursting, the stretching sensation practically taking your breath away. More so, being in control of the violet haired bunny-girl is nothing short of intoxicating, for it is beyond a doubt that you’re the one fucking her cock as she submits to you. <<if $submission >= -25>>Overcome with your need and wrapped up in the moment, you take hold of Villin’s thighs for leverage, simultaneously lifting her to meet you as you let gravity sink you down rapidly onto her huge herm-dick, making the passionate sex much rougher<<else>>Overcome with your need and wrapped up in the moment, a bright idea comes into your head. Bracing your left hand on the bed next to her head, you slip the other under her ass cheeks. Claiming her mouth in a passionate kiss as you lean down you begin frantically humping against her herm-dick, pulling her crotch up to meet you, making the passionate sex much rougher<</if>>. Now you’ve picked up the pace, the ravaging is certainly more brutal, but equally more intimate, your <<if $vagina>>pussy walls<<else>>inner-anal walls<</if>> pulsing with pleasure with every friction-y rub against them. Meanwhile Villin continues to submit to your fucking, content to let you do what you wish, but obviously enjoying the experience too, seemingly even going so far as to hold back on her climax, not wanting to cum too early for fear of ruining the experience. Though she’s not the only one, as you too concentrate on keeping yourself from cumming early, wanting to prolong your joint pleasure as long as possible. However, all good things have to come to an end eventually, and your rough love-making session cannot last forever. Instead, with one last world shattering thrust, you ram her cock as far as it will go within you before bearing down, a liquid heat soon spraying into your depths as she can’t resist the sudden pleasure. Pulling off of her with a lewd wet squelch, the last seconds of friction are just enough to give you the last little release you need, your <<if $vagina>>cunt<<else>>anus<</if>> spasming pleasurably, trying to cling onto her firm length as it is withdrawn. Cum quickly running down your thigh as you try and regain your breath, you watch with a grin as it drips down around Villin’s crotch and onto the bedspread. Letting out the tiniest squeaky squeal, Villin looks up at you with great effort, exhausted practically to the point of collapse. Flopping down beside her, only taking the briefest moment to appreciate the sight of her cock shining with your combined fluids, you’re soon laying side by side. Pulling the tired girl towards you in an affectionate cuddle so that you can both get some rest, you spoon up to her, cooing, "Good girl", as you kiss the back of her head. "… did … was that … okay <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<else>>honey<</if>> …", she whispers dreamily as you cuddle, yawning and stilling in her tiredness, her pert rear and fluffy tail rubbing up against you tantalizingly. And, like this you remain for a while, happy to just be together, napping and snuggling, Villin held protectively in your arms. … Realising that you need to leave soon, you groggily pull yourself up. Taking a moment to get yourself together, you [[prepare yourself to leave|Date Villin End]].

<<if $villinRelationship >= 30>><<if $villinRelationship <= 95>><<set $villinRelationship += 5>><<else>><<set $villinRelationship = 100>><</if>>Deciding to see if Villin would be okay with having more conventional sex with you, her head still in your lap, you slide into the small talk you’re having, "So, I was thinking that maybe we could do something naughtier? Like full sex? Would that be okay with you?", your comments said in a casual tone to test the waters. Looking up at you from where she’s currently lying, her head resting on your crotch, you can see doubt in her eyes as she responds quietly, "I could give you … you a … down there with my mouth instead. You know I’ve got a … you know. It’d get in the way and … and it’d be all gross. It’s okay, you don’t have to … I don’t have to … I’m happy making you happy …", the faint smile on her lips not reaching her eyes as they are instead filled with concern and anxiety. "It’s okay Villin. I know about your cock, and I’m okay with it. You’re beautiful. All of you is beautiful Villin, and I want to show you that. Oral is great, but I want to have sex with you so we can both enjoy ourselves. If that’s okay with you I mean", you respond slowly and sweetly to not startle her, as if Villin might flee in panic if you speak to loudly or suddenly. Watching her expression still, you can easily tell that her thoughts on the topic are conflicted, her little freckled nose twitching cutely as she runs the idea through her mind. It take a long minute for her to finally respond, and when she does her voice is barely a whisper, "Do you really mean it? This isn’t a trick is it?", as she strains to try and believe what you’re saying is the truth. Nodding, you bend down, laying a tender kiss on her forehead, "Of course it’s true, you’re wonderful and I think if either of use wait any longer we’re both going to explode in a horny mess", your touch of levity making her giggle sweetly and breaking the tension which had been building. "Okay then", she whispers once more, though this time in a happier, more breathy tone, "We can have sex together if you really want to. But you don’t have to just to make me happy …". Bending down once more, this time you silence her concerns with a deep kiss, your tongues intertwined. As she moans into your mouth you’re pretty sure you’ve finally managed to stop her from overthinking the moment, overtaken by her aroused desires and given the proof she needed that you really are that into her. Rubbing her down the side of her breast sensuously, she begins to shiver, her eyelids heavily fluttering as she stares up at you with a building need. Do you: [[Ride Villin’s cock|Date Villin Ride][if($villinRelationship<=95){$villinRelationship += 5;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]]<<if $penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")>> [[Fuck Villin doggy style|Date Villin Doggystyle][if($villinRelationship<=95){$villinRelationship += 5;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;}; $timesFuckedPussy += 1]]<</if>><<else>>Deciding to see if Villin would be okay with having more conventional sex with you, her head still in your lap, you slide into the small talk you’re having, "So, I was thinking that maybe we could do something naughtier? Like full sex? Would that be okay with you?", your comments said in a casual tone to test the waters. Looking up at you from where she’s currently lying, her head resting on your crotch, you can see doubt in her eyes as she responds quietly, "I could give you … you a … down there with my mouth instead. You know I’ve got a … you know. It’d get in the way and … and it’d be all gross. It’s okay, you don’t have to … I don’t have to … I’m happy making you happy …", the faint smile on her lips not reaching her eyes as they are instead filled with concern and anxiety. Not sure how to continue, your relationship with Villin still so young, you fumble internally on how to proceed. She obviously needs reassurances, but you’re just not confident that she’ll believe you with how little you both still know each other. Deciding to instead try and smooth over the situation for now, you instead calmly comment, "It’s okay Villin. I know about your cock, and I’m okay with it. You’re beautiful. But maybe we’re not ready for this step yet. Just think about it, okay", you respond slowly and sweetly to not startle her, worried that Villin might flee in panic if you speak to loudly or suddenly. Her gaze still clearly telling you that she’s not completely buying your response, she does still begin to settle back down, quietly whispering, "Okay … I’ll think about it …", her tone nervous, as if she’s questioning the statement herself. The mood now ruined, and more concerned for your date than alleviating your almost painful horny desires, you lie down on the bed yourself, pulling her over to you and into a cuddle. Murmuring happily, her head resting on your chest, the violet-haired bunny-girl settles remarkably quickly, her pleasant warm presence making you very sleepy as you wrap your arm around her. … Realising that you need to leave soon, you groggily pull yourself up. Taking a moment to get yourself together, you [[prepare yourself to leave|Date Villin End]].<</if>>

As you’re walking down a corridor on your way towards your planned destination, you spot a small sign standing in the middle of the floor. Approaching it cautiously, no one else around, you see it reads, "Bunny-Girl Recruitment Drive – Facility Permission Granted", an extra note listed below it which states in a more hand-written script, "Sorry for the inconvenience". Looking around, the distinct feeling you’ve fallen into a trap, albeit a very well-mannered trap, you gulp worriedly. A mild tapping on your should causing you to jump in shock, you hear a quiet voice politely comment behind you, "Erm … I’m very sorry … but … if it’s not any trouble … I think I caught you. According to the manual I was given that means I get to make you a bunny-girl, that’s the rule", her tone wavering more as if she was asking you a question than entirely sure about what she’d just said. Turning, you spot that the figure who snuck up on you seems to be a small red-headed bunny-girl, her large green doe eyes shining anxiously as she shows you a small apologetic smile. In her hand she carries, with a loose grip, a stick that looks suspiciously like a stun baton, though you’re unsure whether she’d be allowed an actual weapon like that, so it might be something different. "Hey, um … what do you mean by caught me, and about these rules?", confused in the face of the obviously conflicted bunny-girl’s previous statement. Scratching her spare hand behind one of her long ginger bunny ears, she answers you in an increasingly nervous tone, "Well … um … you see … um … it’s kind of … I don’t do well when put on the spot … sorry. I’m a … a bunny-girl, and we … we get a quota of conversions to fill … and I don’t want to … but I really sort of am supposed to. So … er … if you wouldn’t mind can I please turn you into … into a … you know … into a bunny-girl? Please?", what little confidence she originally started with waning to the point where she’s pleading with you to let her do what she obviously believes she’s supposed to. <<if $ears == 3 || $tail == 3>> "But, I’m already a bunny-girl! So I don’t think I count", you respond, your confusion only growing after her attempts at enlightening you. Doing your best to explain this, you begin pointing at yourself in an attempt to confirm your point. Letting out a high-pitched sound very briefly, her nose wriggling slightly, she begins hyperventilating as her nerves finally overcome her completely. "I … er … I … um … I’m … you see the … the book … it doesn’t really … it doesn’t say … that is it … it doesn’t explain what I’m supposed to do now. Can I please just … just try and convert you anyway? Please?", she finally says, her confidence now having hit rock bottom.<</if>> <<if !$involTFPlay>>Thinking about your choices, you try to come up with a plan. The girl doesn’t seem to be a threat, but at the same time you can’t help but feel bad for her. Something about the way she looks at you with those big expressive eyes just melts your heart. You could try and run, and the chances of her chasing you are practically none, but then you’d just be making her day worse and that wouldn’t be nice at all. Then again, maybe it’s all an incredibly well-acted ruse. Maybe she’ll get you as soon as you turn your back, so the best choice is just to [[stand still and hope she leaves|Travel To Bunny Girl Recruitment Main]], or possibly that just sounds an appealing choice as you’re secretly rooting for her to win. <<include [[Travel To End]]>><<else>><<include [[Travel To Bunny Girl Recruitment Main]]>><</if>>

Unable to bring yourself to flee, you just stand there un-resisting. The thought of upsetting the poor red-headed bunny-girl, who’s so clearly out of her depth in her attempts to capture you, being something you just can’t motivate yourself to do. Instead you just stand their as the tiny ginger watches you with nervous confusion, your lack of escape seemingly frightening her more than anything. As she fumbles for the strange rod in her hand that she almost manages to drop before madly and luckily grabbing it back, you start to blush just as much as she does, wondering who could be so mean to send her out on a job like this. "Eeeek! Please … p … pl … please don’t attack me … I d…don’t mean you any h…harm", she squeals, recoiling from you. Though it’s hard to tell exactly what she’s thinking, you’re getting the impression that internally her only explanation for your actions are that you’re planning to fight back her attempts. Putting your hands up in the air in surrender, the movement causing her to flinch and hold the baton in two hands before her defensively, you sigh, "No, I’m not going to do anything like that. You won, you captured me fair and square. Just please calm down", the extremely shy bunny-girl not making it easy for you to let her win. Her eyes going wide once more as she takes in what you just said, she spends a few seconds in deep thought processing it before finally responding tentatively, "I won? You mean that I finally caught someone? And you’re not tricking me?". Waiting for you to nod your assent, she answers in a slightly happier, although still apologetic tone, "Oh … okay. Thank you. I’m really sorry about any inconvenience your capture has brought you. If you’ll please stand still for me then I’ll poke you with the bunny-girl transformation rod and then you can return to your normal business". Standing completely still with your hands still raised high into the air, continuing to try and act as non-threatening as possible, you wait as she slowly makes her way towards you. She’s cagey about closing the distance, but you notice a subtle switch in her features where she finally commits to her task. Grasping the strange techno-rod in both hands, its end suddenly glowing bright green, she pokes you in the stomach with it in an act of extreme precision, causing you wince reactively. However, she’s actually surprisingly gentle, barely touching you with it. <<if $ears != 3>><<set $ears = 3>>The expression on her face is one of at first confusion, quickly followed by the sort of contentment an engineer has in a job well done. As you suddenly feel a strange warmth atop your head, your freckled and shy ‘attacker’ reaches up to the space above your head. Instead of what you’d normally expect, you feel a sudden burst of sensation as she makes contact with a seemingly new part of you, the odd tingle proving beyond a doubt that something has changed. Smiling serenely, the bunny-girl comments, "You have such pretty bunny ears, all the other bunny-girls are going to be so jealous. I’m sure you’ll receive lots of positive attention because of them. Sorry again for the intrusion, but now I get to not do this task again for at least a week, so I’m very appreciative. You should come and visit our headquarters at some point, we’re always happy for new recruits to join our bunny sisterhood. Thanks again". As she finishes you watch as she carefully turns off and stows away the transformation rod, walking away after giving you a polite curtsy.<<elseif $tail !=3>><<set $tail = 3>>The expression on her face is one of at first confusion, quickly followed by the sort of contentment an engineer has in a job well done. As you suddenly feel a strange warmth just above your bum, your freckled and shy ‘attacker’ reaches around to the space at the base of your spine. Instead of what you’d normally expect, you feel a sudden burst of sensation as she makes contact with a seemingly new part of you, the odd tingle proving beyond a doubt that something has changed. Smiling serenely, the bunny-girl comments, "You have such a cute bunny tail, all the other bunny-girls are going to be so jealous. I’m sure you’ll receive lots of positive attention because of it. I’ve heard people comment how it makes your … your bottom look very pretty. Sorry again for the intrusion, but now I get to not do this task again for at least a week, so I’m very appreciative. You should come and visit our headquarters at some point, we’re always happy for new recruits to join our bunny sisterhood. Thanks again". As she finishes you watch as she carefully turns off and stows away the transformation rod, walking away after giving you a polite curtsy.<<else>>The expression on her face is one of at first confusion, quickly followed by a contented dismissal. Despite trying, your freckled ‘attacker’ doesn’t seem to have done anything to you, no strange feeling overcoming you from the contact with the rod. She does briefly try again, but when she doesn’t note any additional change she just seems to shrug it off, considering her job done regardless. Smiling serenely, the bunny-girl comments, "I guess you did already have the ears and tail, so I shouldn’t be surprised, but the manual really didn’t say anything about this. I’m still going to count this in my log sheet though. Sorry again for the intrusion, but now I get to not do this task again for at least a week, so I’m very appreciative. You should come and visit our headquarters at some point, we’re always happy for new recruits to join our bunny sisterhood. Thanks again". As she finishes you watch as she carefully turns off and stows away the transformation rod, walking away after giving you a polite curtsy.<</if>> Watching the bunny-girl wander away, you’re confused to what just happened. Now that’s she’s left you’re not sure what came over you. The tiny red-head just having a way of making you do what she wants due to you feeling bad for her. Shaking your head, you decide to just continue on as normal, heading back to your room. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

<<set $random = random(1,3)>>As you pass through the main dorm room you spot something out of the ordinary. Crawling around on the floor are three girls, all of whom are collared and on the ends of leashes held by an extremely overworked looking woman. As the leashed girls, all of whom are pressed in a puppy-esque manner, begin to run in circles playfully and tumble about each other, you can tell that their walker is becoming increasingly exhausted by the second. "Angel please get your nose out of Luna’s privates … we’ve gone over this, we’re in public. And Princess … can you please stop chewing your lead, I have to pay for those if they get damaged. If you’ll all just calm down then", the exasperated woman walking them exclaims, letting out a deep sigh of annoyance. Taking a better look at them, you see that the first of the three girls, Luna, is small and looks possibly Japanese in origin, her short bob haircut topped by a headband with a pair of triangle dog ears atop it, whilst her bottom is filled with a short rubber doggy tail plug. Meanwhile, the second of the girls, Angel, is a tall, large-breasted, blonde, with her platinum blonde hair tied off in two long pigtails by a pair of pink ribbons, giving her a floppy dog-ears style look. She’s also wearing a pink bondage harness and a long fluffy butt-plug tail to finish off her look. The final puppy-girl is a small black girl named Princess, her black hair dyed with a red tinge to it and pulled into two extremely curly pigtails which poof out against her head. In her rear sits a short black rubber tail like the first girl, but what catches you more about her appearance is that her arms and legs are sealed up in shiny black leather binders, making her crawl around on her knees and elbows. <<if $random == 1>>As you watch, Luna the quietest of the three lets out a large yawn, flumping down on the floor in a heap. Her rubber tail wobbling back and forth languidly, she stretches out, her rump wiggling along with her tail as she attempts to find the most comfortable spot. "Come on Luna, you can’t sleep here. You’re supposed to be the good one … please get up", their caretaker groans in her irritation, trying to pull up the tiny Asian puppy-girl to little effect, the already snoozing brunette having now curled up into a relaxed ball. As their caretaker continues to futilely attempt to scoop up Luna, trying to set her upright but unable to due to her lack of strength, you notice that Princess, the black-girl in the binders has begun to approach the two with a mischievous glint in her eye. Wandering over to rear end of the now snoring Luna, Princess ducks down her head and begins to prod the sleeping girls feet with her nose playfully. Seeing the tiny Japanese girl twitch in response is all the motivation she needs, as the mischievous Princess begins to wetly begin to lick the soles of Luna’s feet. Much to the relief of the beleaguered walker, Luna suddenly begins to stir awake, yipping and half-giggling as she does so, slowly getting back up onto her knees. Meanwhile, for her efforts Princess gets a quick couple of pats on her head from their caretaker, her frizzy dyed hair bobbing happily as she does, the cheeky puppy-girl obviously happy with herself if the way she’s wagging her plug tail is anything to go by.<<elseif $random == 2>>Watching on, you notice all of a sudden as the big tit-ed blonde puppy-girl Angel begins to pant heavily, her cheeks becoming flushed pink. With a loud boisterous, "Bork!", her tongue lolling out of her mouth lewdly, Angel rushes into the much smaller bowling her over with tremendous thunk sound as she’s slammed down onto the floor. With some relief, you quickly realize that Luna seems not only fine, but is languidly smiling at this, the rough play likely neither new to her, nor something that she’s against. None of this seems to pass through Angel’s lust-addled mind, however, as the ardour-filled blond puppy-girl mounts the stomach of her smaller friend, humping lewdly and causing her drenched pussy to squelch in turn. Rushing over to try and pull the large-breasted squatting puppy-girl off of her friend, their walker grunts between gritted teeth, "No Angel! Bad Angel! We don’t … no humping in public! Get off her … we’ll be back home soon!", her irritation at the situation palpable as she tries futile-y to hoist Angel away by her armpits. Angel doesn’t slow though, drool spilling out of her open mouth and down her prodigious chest onto the tiny Japanese girl. Frantic in her humping, Angel cums in less than a minute, howling merrily as she does. And … then it’s over, Angel gets up almost as if nothing happened, sitting obediently in front of their walker, the only evidence that anything occurred being the fem-cum and drool now coating Luna’s petit breasts.<<elseif $random == 3>>As you peep over at them, you see a mischievous glint in the eye of the red-headed black puppy-girl, Princess. Strutting over to the bit tit-ed Angel on her bound knees and elbows, head held high, you watch as Princess suddenly rushes the last of the distance, pressing her face squarely into the blonde’s pussy. It’s actually quite impressive the finesse she does this with, manoeuvring the larger puppy-girl’s longer fluffy tail out of the way to get her nose pressed deep into her feminine depths, a quiet squelching sound accompanying her action. In response, Angel begins panting, her tongue lolling out lewdly as drops her front to the floor, resting on her copious breasts as she shakes her sizable rear, her face becoming flushed with need. Meanwhile, their walker puts her head in her hands, sighing irritably, "Not again Princess! We … we only just got her cooled down as it is! Naughty puppy!", moving over to separate them. The glint returning to Princess’ eyes, before their walker can actually reach her, she stops, leaving the other puppy-girl panting with need and humping the air. Her face covered in feminine fluids, Princess yips happily at their walker, rubbing up against her as if she’s looking for praise. With another great sigh, the walker lightly pets Princess on the top of the head, but watches in dismay as Angel without Princess to stimulate her begins to half get up, rubbing her pussy in a wet trail across the carpeted floor. Leaving a snail-like trail of her fem-cum behind her, Angel quickly brings herself to release, returning to normal. Funnily enough, when none of the others are looking, you catch the grinning Princess lean down and briefly lick the now wet carpet where Angel one sat, her expression one of contentment.<</if>> Thankfully their walker manages to get her charges back under control eventually, walking the happily yapping and woofing puppy girls out of the dormitory’s main chamber.

<<addToWardrobe "Purple Unicorn Patterned Onesie">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced assorted ABDL outfits. Deciding upon a Purple Unicorn Patterned Onesie, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain her opinion on the designs. "Whilst onesies are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. And, on that note, this unicorn pattern is adorable. I could certainly see using this pattern on the skirt of a dress, it’s just so fun and cute. Put that together with the snuggly and comfortable design of a onesie, and you’re onto a winning outfit. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]]

<<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. Sadly, this one is rather plain. This one was certainly only really added to the collection as a result of multiple inquiries for plain yet high quality diapers. I guess they might be able to puff out a Lolita dress much like a petticoat, which does give them some value in a Lolita co-ordinate I suppose. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Teddy Bear Patterned Romper">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced assorted ABDL outfits. Deciding upon a Blue Teddy Bear Patterned Romper, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain her opinion on the designs. "Whilst rompers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. And, on that note, this teddy bear pattern is adorable. I could certainly see using this pattern on the skirt of a dress, it’s just so cute. Put that together with the breezy design of a romper, and you’re onto a winning outfit. I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]]

"I'm looking to maybe buy something. Something in the ‘special’ stock", you answer, glancing over to the mural on the back wall which you know to also be a secret door. Becoming incredibly excitable, Char responds in a conspiratorial whisper, "That’s amazing to hear! I hope we can find you something that you enjoy in there. Follow me", beginning to escort you over to the ‘Alice in Wonderland’ mural in the back alcove, pushing it back to reveal the secret ABDL sales room, complete with large stuffed bears and a slightly more childish theme. Closing the door behind you before showing you around the room, she explains the various outfits, both in terms of how to wear them, as well as the reason behind her choices in their various designs. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide clothes options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide clothes options</button><div id="clothes" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[16]>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Teddy Bear Patterned Romper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[16].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[16] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 16>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Teddy Bear Patterned Romper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Teddy Bear Patterned Romper|Alice Princess Closet Blue Teddy Bear Patterned Romper][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[16].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[17]>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Unicorn Patterned Onesie") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[17].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[17] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 17>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Unicorn Patterned Onesie") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Unicorn Patterned Onesie|Alice Princess Closet Purple Unicorn Patterned Onesie][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[17].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[18]>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Plain Dark Green Onesie") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[18].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[18] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 18>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Plain Dark Green Onesie") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain Dark Green Onesie|Alice Princess Closet Plain Dark Green Onesie][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[18].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[38]>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Yellow Frilly Baby Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[38].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[38] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 38>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Yellow Frilly Baby Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Yellow Frilly Baby Dress|Alice Princess Closet Yellow Frilly Baby Dress][$ggp -= 1000; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[38].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[91]>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink And White Sissy ABDL Bodysuit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[91].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[91] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 91>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink And White Sissy ABDL Bodysuit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink And White Sissy ABDL Bodysuit|Alice Princess Closet Pink And White Sissy ABDL Bodysuit][$ggp -= 1000; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[91].Image>></div></td></tr><<if visited("ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Start")>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[39]>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Adventure Baby Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[39].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[39] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 39>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Adventure Baby Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Adventure Baby Dress|Alice Princess Closet Adventure Baby Dress][$ggp -= 1000; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[39].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[40]>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Adventure Onesie") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[40].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[40] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 40>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Adventure Onesie") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Adventure Onesie|Alice Princess Closet Adventure Onesie][$ggp -= 1000; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[40].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>> </table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide underwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide underwear options</button><div id="underwear" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[5]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[5].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[5] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 5>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper|Alice Princess Closet Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[5].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[53]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[53].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[53] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 53>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Diaper|Alice Princess Closet Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Diaper][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[53].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[54]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Green Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[54].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[54] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 54>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Green Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain Green Reusable Cotton Diaper|Alice Princess Closet Plain Green Reusable Cotton Diaper][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[54].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[55]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[55].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[55] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 55>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Diaper|Alice Princess Closet Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Diaper][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[55].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[56]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Purple Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[56].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[56] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 56>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Purple Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain Purple Reusable Cotton Diaper|Alice Princess Closet Plain Purple Reusable Cotton Diaper][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[56].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[6]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[6].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[6] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 6>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper|Alice Princess Closet Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[6].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[57]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Pink Rainbow Pattern Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[57].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[57] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 57>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Pink Rainbow Pattern Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Rainbow Pattern Reusable Cotton Diaper|Alice Princess Closet Pink Rainbow Pattern Cotton Reusable Diaper][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[57].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[58]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("White Dinosaur Pattern Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[58].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[58] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 58>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("White Dinosaur Pattern Reusable Cotton Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Dinosaur Pattern Reusable Cotton Diaper|Alice Princess Closet White Dinosaur Pattern Cotton Reusable Diaper][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[58].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[7]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[7].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[7] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 7>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper|Alice Princess Closet Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[7].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[16]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Pull-Up") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[16].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[16] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 16>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Pull-Up") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain White Reusable Cotton Pull-Up|Alice Princess Closet Plain White Reusable Cotton Pull-Up][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[16].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[61]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Pull-Up") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[61].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[61] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 61>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Pull-Up") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Pull-Up|Alice Princess Closet Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Pull-Up][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[61].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[62]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Pull-Up") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[62].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[62] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 62>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Pull-Up") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Pull-Up|Alice Princess Closet Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Pull-Up][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[62].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[17]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[17].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[17] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 17>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain White Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper|Alice Princess Closet Plain White Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper][$ggp -= 750; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[17].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[59]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[59].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[59] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 59>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper|Alice Princess Closet Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper][$ggp -= 750; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[59].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[60]>><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[60].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[60] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet ABDL Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 60>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper|Alice Princess Closet Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper][$ggp -= 750; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[60].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide neckwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('neckwear') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('neckwear') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('neckwear') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide neckwear options</button><div id="neckwear" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Adult Bib<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Adult Bib") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain pink water-resistant clip-on bib sized for an adult, with darker pink detailing around the edges. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Adult Bib") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Adult Bib|Alice Princess Closet Pink Adult Bib][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PinkBib.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Green Adult Bib<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Green Adult Bib") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain green water-resistant clip-on bib sized for an adult, with darker green detailing around the edges. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Green Adult Bib") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Green Adult Bib|Alice Princess Closet Green Adult Bib][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/GreenBib.png]]</div></td></tr> </table></div></div> [[Decide to stop browsing the stock for now|Alice Princess Closet]]

<<addToWardrobe "White Short Frilly Silk Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced dresses. Deciding upon a White Short Frilly Silk Dress, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it. "Hmm, I’m not entirely how that ended up in the collection to be honest. It’s more of a slip than a traditional Lolita outfit. But, it is cute, and it’s nice and airy too. I must have designed this one when I was tired, or some of my research fell into the patterns for my tailoring groups. Maybe if you added an apron to it, or wore it with a good petticoat it could work more effectively as a Lolita outfit. Still, I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced dresses. Deciding upon a Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it. "I have to say that the JSK and Blouse combination is by far the biggest staple of Lolita clothing from my experience. That said, they’re so popular for a reason. They are cute, and relatively simple to wear, which when you get to some of the more complicated dresses and co-ordinates you can be stuck putting them on for the best part of an hour. I also have to admit that I have a special place in my heart for matching a white blouse and a pastel pink dress, it’s very light and sweet, without being too over the top. I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]]

Before you is an intricate building façade with a large bay window and reliefs set into the outward walls surrounding it. The main walls are a slightly off-white colour, images of rabbits, cats and other stylised figures that are somewhat distinct standing out from them, meanwhile the windows and doorway are painted in a pastel blue colour, giving the whole thing a rather cute yet fashionable appearance. The door, wooden with little warped glass panes within it, is topped by a sign which reads, "Alice Princess Closet", a tiara topping the text. Through the windows you can see fanciful dresses on display, a palette of different pastel colours coating the walls. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/AlicePrincess.jpg]]</div> Heading through the single closed door, you enter a sizable room, well-polished wooden flooring under your feet and the smell of subtle perfumes meeting your nose. The inner walls, now that you get a closer look are filled with columns and alcoves, each wall a different pastel colour, the alcoves containing more of the ornate dresses. You also notice more reliefs and even a couple of paintings on the walls, all of them displaying more fanciful images of distinctly familiar characters drinking tea and playing croquet. Along with all of this the roof is stunning, a chandelier providing light to the room whilst also emphasizing the stucco ceiling. There’s even a sitting area with a tea set setup between antique-looking sofa’s. In contrast, the counter is rather small, bland and normal. With a pleasant smile on her face, the figure standing behind the counter waves at you, bringing your attention to her. The woman, who stands relatively tall at five and a half feet or so in height, has a rather adorable blonde pixie haircut, her hair styled slightly to one side with a pastel blue ribbon tied into a bow. Her chest isn’t huge, maybe only a B-Cup, but she makes it work, combining a youthful light coating of pink makeups to emphasize her cuteness. Her outfit, however, fits her perfectly, a blue dress with a white apron and petticoats underneath the skirt section to make it poof out. <<if visited()>1>>Of course, you know her to be Char, the store owner.<</if>> <<if visited()<=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/CharLarge.png]]</div>"Hello <<if $pronoun == 1>>sweetheart<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>darling<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>dear<<elseif $vagina>>sweetheart<<elseif $penis>>darling<</if>>, it’s a pleasure to have you in my store today. If you’re looking for anything specific then it’d be my joy to help you find it. I can make a pot of tea for us to talk over if that would be okay with you? I think a spot of tea helps make a shopping trip much less stressful. Or I can leave you to your browsing if you’d prefer? I wouldn’t want to impose upon you", comments the storeowner in a delicate voice, obviously happy to have you in her store. Not wanting to turn down the hospitality and upset her, you smile and nod in return, answering, "I’m not sure if I’m looking for anything today. But, I’m happy to have tea with you for a little while and have a look at your stock if that’s okay?", wondering both whether it’s rude to accept hospitalities if you’re not going to buy anything, and whether if you do find anything you like if you’ll also be able to afford it. However, any concern you had is quickly blown away as the blonde has to actively resist clapping in her excitement, rapidly yet elegantly slipping out from behind the counter and over to the sitting area. "It’s no issue at all. I don’t think we’ve met previously, and I always enjoy taking tea with new faces. If I had to guess I’d presume that you’re … a new staff member? Or, maybe some form of other resident? Guests hold themselves much differently. If either of those are the case then we’re effectively neighbours, and it would be unkind of me to not properly introduce myself over tea and … I think I have some assorted cakes too". Taking a seat on the closest sofa, which is remarkably comfortable, your host busies herself, going to pick up the teapot from the table, before realizing something and heading behind the counter. Retrieving a small binder, she heads over to you, placing it onto the low table before actually picking up the teapot. "This is just a compilation of images for some of our stock. We get in a lot of custom pieces, so it’s not complete by any measure, but I didn’t want to leave you bored whilst I got everything prepared", she explains cheerily before disappearing through a door carefully camouflaged into the one of the side walls. You’re only left for a couple of minutes, but during that time you still get the chance to read through the binder. Most if not all of the clothing it contains are dresses, of which almost all of them are listed as Lolita fashion, photos and magazine articles, many of which are in a foreign language, accompany the other details to create what you’d describe as a fashion scrapbook for the stores refined and somewhat old-fashioned, yet none-the-less beautiful, aesthetic. Returning with a tray holding the delicate teapot and a carousel of small cakes and miniature sandwiches, the pretty blonde places them all precisely out on the table, asking you how you’d like your tea as she attends to you first. Closing the binder and placing it to one side, you take the offered china cup, taking a taste of the sweet brew she has produced. Waiting intently for a response, she comments nervously, "Is it okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>sweetheart<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>darling<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>dear<<elseif $vagina>>sweetheart<<elseif $penis>>darling<</if>>? I can make another pot if it’s not to your liking. I have other blends of tea in my private rooms, and I have a habit of making a rather weak brew on top of that, let alone my tendency to apply a lot of milk and sugar. Oh dear, I hope I haven’t messed up. Oh, and don’t hesitate to help yourself to any of the cakes or other snacks I’ve brought out, I’m stepping all over myself today it seems". Waving her off, you tell her, "Thank you, it’s lovely. You’ve got nothing to worry about, it’s very nice of you to got to all this effort", turning to small talk to defuse the situation, you continue, "I’m $firstName, and I’m sort of stuck here on the trainee program. But, I’d like to hear more about you and your store". "That’s very kind of you. I’m Char. Well, technically Charlotte, but everyone calls me Char", she explains as she takes a seat across from you, pouring herself a cup of tea, "Well, this is my little store. I made some nice money out of some well-placed investments while in university, and then took up a grant they were offering to incentivize new businesses here, and from that I managed to create ‘Alice Princess Closet’. I’m a bit of a dilettante of sorts, received degrees in classical literature, classical art and fashion before moving on from university, and couldn’t think of anything I’d rather do than share my combined passions with the world". Curious but slightly confused, you ask between sips of tea, "Your combined passions?", wondering how someone could combine classical art, literature and fashion together and come out with a dress store. "Oh yes. I’m a rather big fan of the works of certain authors and artists around the end of the 19th century, start of the 20th century. In particular I’ve got a fascination with ‘Alice in Wonderland’, if you couldn’t tell already from all my artwork and dress", her hand sweeping out to point at the various reliefs and paintings, along with her own blue dress, "It was to my great surprise and joy when I discovered a fashion trend more prevalent in Japan that was focused on not only a similar Victorian and Edwardian aesthetic, but also shared in a love of ‘Alice in Wonderland’. Inquiring further, I discovered that there were lifestyles and multiple offshoots of the style, cultures built around it. It fascinated me so much I wanted to immerse myself into it and document it. That’s why not only do I produce Lolita fashion clothing, but I’m also writing a book on the subject and trying to expand my fashion brand out across the world", the joy on her face over explaining this easily evident. For the next quarter of an hour you eat and drink tea with her, Char describing her work more. She explains how she works part time in Japan, about three months a year, soaking in the culture and arranging for some of the fashion houses she has contacts with to produce duplicates of her patterns for her. She’s obviously well-versed not only in the fashion side of things but also the business end of matters, her plans for expansion remarkable if not overly ambitious. Still, the food and company is both exquisite, and finding such a friendly figure in the facility is a boon onto itself. "Well this has been a lovely meeting $firstName. Feel free to return whenever you wish to have a chat and or take tea with me. It may also be prudent for me to mention that I do accept trainee points for my work, though the pricing is still rather high due to the time and effort put into most of the pieces. Some of them are produced to a pattern, but others are unique designs that I couldn’t part with for anything less than their true cost", she smiles as you both finish your tea, Char cleaning up to give you time to think.<<elseif ($alicePrincessPurchases >= 3 || visited("Diaper Training Main") || visited("ABDL Job First Time 1")) && !$alicePrincessABDL && lastVisited("Shopping Hub") is 1 && ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay)>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/CharSmall.png]]</div><<include [[Alice Princess Closet ABDL Show]]>><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/CharSmall.png]]</div>"Hello again $firstName. It’s a pleasure to see you again. Would you like me to put on the kettle again so we can have a chat? Or are you looking for something specific today? I’m sure I’ve got some lovely new designs in which would suit you perfectly", she calls cheerily at you, readying herself to go and get the tea started.<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stores merchandise|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]]<<if $alicePrincessABDL && ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay)>> [[Browse the stores secret merchandise|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

"I'm looking to maybe buy something", you answer, glancing around at what’s on offer. Becoming incredibly excitable, Char responds, "That’s amazing to hear! I hope we can find you something that you enjoy. If not, then maybe I could make you something custom? It’s a little pricey, but there’s nothing in the world like a dress made just for you", beginning to escort you around the room as she explains the various outfits, both in terms of how to wear them, as well as the reason behind her choices in their various designs. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide clothes options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide clothes options</button><div id="clothes" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[15] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[15].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[15] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 15>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse|Alice Princess Closet Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[15].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[41] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And Green Blouse") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[41].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[41] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 41>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And Green Blouse") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And Green Blouse|Alice Princess Closet Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And Green Blouse][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[41].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[42] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And Blue Blouse") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[42].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[42] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 42>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And Blue Blouse") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And Blue Blouse|Alice Princess Closet Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And Blue Blouse][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[42].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[43] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And White Blouse") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[43].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[43] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 43>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And White Blouse") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And White Blouse|Alice Princess Closet Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And White Blouse][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[43].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[44] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Purple Jumper Skirt And White Blouse") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[44].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[44] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 44>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Purple Jumper Skirt And White Blouse") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Purple Jumper Skirt And White Blouse|Alice Princess Closet Pastel Purple Jumper Skirt And White Blouse][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[44].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[19] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Short Frilly Silk Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[19].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[19] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 19>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Short Frilly Silk Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Short Frilly Silk Dress|Alice Princess Closet White Short Frilly Silk Dress][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[19].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[69] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Pink Shortalls And White T-Shirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[69].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[69] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 69>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Pink Shortalls And White T-Shirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Pink Shortalls And White T-Shirt|Alice Princess Closet Pastel Pink Shortalls And White T-Shirt][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[69].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[70] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Pink Shortalls And Black T-Shirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[70].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[70] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 70>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Pink Shortalls And Black T-Shirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Pink Shortalls And Black T-Shirt|Alice Princess Closet Pastel Pink Shortalls And Black T-Shirt][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[70].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[71] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[71].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[71] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 71>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse|Alice Princess Closet Blue Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[71].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[72] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[72].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[72] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 72>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse|Alice Princess Closet Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[72].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[73] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[73].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[73] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 73>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse|Alice Princess Closet Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[73].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[74] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Purple Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[74].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[74] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 74>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Purple Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Purple Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse|Alice Princess Closet Pastel Purple Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[74].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[63] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Lolita Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[63].Description>> Price: 1200 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[63] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 63>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Lolita Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Lolita Maid Dress|Alice Princess Closet Blue Lolita Maid Dress][$ggp -= 1200; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[63].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[90] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink And White Sleeveless Sissy Bodysuit Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[90].Description>> Price: 1200 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[90] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 90>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink And White Sleeveless Sissy Bodysuit Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink And White Sleeveless Sissy Bodysuit Dress|Alice Princess Closet Pink And White Sleeveless Sissy Bodysuit Dress][$ggp -= 1200; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[90].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[64] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red And Black Gothic Lolita Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[64].Description>> Price: 1500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[64] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 64>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red And Black Gothic Lolita Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red And Black Gothic Lolita Dress|Alice Princess Closet Red And Black Gothic Lolita Dress][$ggp -= 1500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[64].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[65] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Short Lolita Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[65].Description>> Price: 1500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[65] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 65>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Short Lolita Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Short Lolita Dress|Alice Princess Closet Black Short Lolita Dress][$ggp -= 1500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[65].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[66] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Purple Short Lolita Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[66].Description>> Price: 1500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[66] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 66>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Purple Short Lolita Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Purple Short Lolita Dress|Alice Princess Closet Pastel Purple Short Lolita Dress][$ggp -= 1500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[66].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[67] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Classic Long Sleeved Lolita Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[67].Description>> Price: 1500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[67] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 67>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Classic Long Sleeved Lolita Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Classic Long Sleeved Lolita Dress|Alice Princess Closet Black Classic Long Sleeved Lolita Dress][$ggp -= 1500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[67].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[68] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Maroon Classic Long Sleeved Lolita Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[68].Description>> Price: 1500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[68] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 68>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Maroon Classic Long Sleeved Lolita Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Maroon Classic Long Sleeved Lolita Dress|Alice Princess Closet Maroon Classic Long Sleeved Lolita Dress][$ggp -= 1500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[68].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div> </div> <button title="Click to show/hide underwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide underwear options</button><div id="underwear" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[18] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Bloomers") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[18].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[18] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 18>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Bloomers") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain White Bloomers|Alice Princess Closet Plain White Bloomers][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[18].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[19] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Pink Patterned Bloomers") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[19].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[19] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 19>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Pink Patterned Bloomers") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Patterned Bloomers|Alice Princess Closet Pink Patterned Bloomers][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[19].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[20] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Mini Bloomers") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[20].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[20] + ""` "Alice Princess Closet Lolita Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 20>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Mini Bloomers") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain White Mini Bloomers|Alice Princess Closet Plain White Mini Bloomers][$ggp -= 500; $alicePrincessPurchases += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[20].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div> </div> [[Decide to stop browsing the stock for now|Alice Princess Closet]]

<<set $alicePrincessABDL = true>>"Hello again $firstName. It’s a pleasure to see you again. Would you like me to put on the kettle again so we can have a chat? Or are you looking for something specific today? I’m sure I’ve got some lovely new designs in which would suit you perfectly. Actually, there is something I wanted to talk to you about if you don’t mind taking tea with me first", she calls cheerily at you, readying herself to go and get the tea started. Nodding your assent, you head over to the sofa’s again, waiting patiently as she passes through the camouflaged door into her personal rooms. Once again returning with great speed, the tray, teapot and snack carousel bobbing back into view. She, as previously, sets about serving you your tea first before dealing with her own, the cup nice albeit rather sugary and milky to the extreme. Having both settled in, Char gets to her point. <<if visited("Diaper Training Main")>>"I hope I’m not stepping out of line in mentioning this, but … how to say this. A little birdie told me that you’d possibly had some dealings with diaper-related matters. I’m not bringing this up to be rude, and I hope you understand this, as I wouldn’t bring matters up if I didn’t have a point", taking a nervous sip, as if what she’s about to reveal is a big secret, the pretty blond continues.<<elseif visited("ABDL Job First Time 1")>>"I hope I’m not stepping out of line in mentioning this, but … I saw you on the ‘Little Land’ TV channel. I watch it because there’s a fair amount of overlap between ABDL fashion and Lolita fashion. Not to mention that two of my biggest customers are owned by the show. They come by every couple of days for tea and are a real treat. Though, you did splendidly too. I’m not bringing this up to be rude, or fawning, I’ve got somewhat of a point to all this at the very least", taking a nervous sip, as if what she’s about to reveal is a big secret, the pretty blond continues.<<else>>"I hope I’m not stepping out of line in mentioning this, but … how to say this. You’ve been a valued customer to me so far. At the very least you’ve shown repeated interest in my stock. And, as such I was curious if you’d possibly like to see some of my less well-know products. I’m a little nervous in mentioning this at all as it’s rather … fetishy in some respects, and if you don’t like my side-fashion-brand then that’s fine too, but I think you might possibly find something aesthetically pleasant about it none-the less", taking a nervous sip, as if what she’s about to reveal is a big secret, the pretty blond continues.<</if>> Looking you in the eyes earnestly, she states, "Whilst researching Lolita fashion, whilst I was over in Japan actually, I came across a fetish sphere that had some overlap. You see, there are a sizable population of people into an interest called ABDL, which stands for adult baby diaper lover, and inside that community there is an interest in incredibly cute feminine childish dresses. They’re not exactly the same as Lolita fashion, which is more refined and complex, but I’ve received enough propositions to produce products for those with ABDL interests that a couple of years back I created a side fashion brand to my main Lolita brand that was more focused on it. I’ve got much less in terms of stock, and I only introduce those who I’m confident with to examine that stock, but if you’d like to follow me after we’ve had tea I can show you some of my designs", her speech fast-paced and anxious, as she doesn’t know how you’ll respond. Not sure how interested you’re going to be, you still decide to be polite, answering her, "Cool, that sounds good to me", not wanting to offend her after she’s gone to all the effort she has to prepare tea and snacks for you once again. And so, you got back to making small talk as you finish up, eating a couple of the tiny cakes and cucumber sandwiches that she brought out as you do. Briefly taking a moment to clean up after you’re done, Char comes back and conspiratorially waves you over, heading towards the back wall. Walking up into a large alcove in the back wall with an ‘Alice in Wonderland’ mural painted in it, the scene depicting Alice falling down the rabbit hole, you watch with some surprise as the whole section of wall pushes back, as it is in fact a secret door. Ushering you up into it, your blonde guide closes it back up after you’ve both passed through, opening her arms as if to show off the room beyond to you. It’s not as big as the main room, but it’s certainly had no less effort put into it. Still maintaining the style of pastel coloured walls with reliefs, and stucco ceilings, there’s more of a childish theme to this room, albeit subtly. The paintings and other artwork in the main room felt surprisingly adult, whilst the scenes and styles used in this room are much less so. You also note that there are a couple giant teddy bears set up in alcoves here, alongside a much more childish array of clothing that’s all sized for adults. You even spot a number of designer diapers within glass cases. Clearing her throat in a tiny cough, she explains, "Now, as I mentioned before there is no intention of pressure on my part for you to buy anything here. I just thought that you might possibly be interested, and if so it’s an option that’s on the table for you. I only show this stock to my prized clientele, as it’s somewhat of a … personal interest of mine. I don’t wear the clothing myself, but I can appreciate the aesthetic value of the style, and at times I’m sure it has influenced my work for the positive. Anyway, if you ever wish to take a further look don’t hesitate to ask me". Giving you one last moment to look, Char escorts you back out, the painting door being on further inspection seemingly opened by pressure from the outside or a handle from the secret side. Passing back over to the counter, she asks you kindly, "So with that little secret out of the way. If you’d like to stay and chat I’d love to do that some more too. However, if you’re looking for something specific then it’s always a pleasure to help track you down the perfect outfit".

<<addToUnderwear "Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Pink Frilly Silk Reusable Diaper, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. The pattern on this one is simple, but the extra design flourishes are rather beautiful in my opinion. There’s just something nice about the simplicity of a frilly pink and white combination. Sadly, I don’t think it’s something I could match with a Lolita dress, though maybe something a little more childish could be put together. I also guess that a good diaper might be able to puff out a Lolita dress much like a petticoat, which does give them some value in a Lolita co-ordinate. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Plain Dark Green Onesie">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced assorted ABDL outfits. Deciding upon a Plain Dark Green Onesie, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain her opinion on the designs. "Whilst onesies are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. Sadly, this one is rather plain. This one was certainly only really added to the collection as a result of multiple inquiries for plain yet high quality onesies. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]]

<<addToUnderwear "Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Blue Patterned Cotton Reusable Diaper, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. The pattern on this one is delightful in my eyes. There’s just something nice about the simplicity of a the stars and moons design, especially when combined with the blue colour scheme. I could definitely seem myself re-using this pattern on a nice skirt, maybe it could even go together as a matching set. I also guess that a good diaper might be able to puff out a Lolita dress much like a petticoat, which does give them some value in a Lolita co-ordinate. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Adventure Baby Dress">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the wall alcoves containing a mannequin with a unique outfit inside it. Deciding upon the Adventure Baby Dress, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain her opinion on the design and how to wear it. "I’m so excited that you’re the one to get this one $firstName. It’s a very special piece, but a bit of a complex one to describe. An order was placed for me to design these for ‘The Little Land Nursery TV Channel’, and as part of the contract I was allowed to keep for sale one of the dresses. It’s an odd one to be sure, but it’s a subtly childish design, and due to its history should be very desirable among collectors. On top of that it’s a cute dress-up outfit with a unique theme, that’s short enough to show off the wearers diapers or underwear. I’d say it’s a very good deal you got today, and I’m sure you’ll love it as a new addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Yellow Frilly Baby Dress">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the wall alcoves containing a mannequin with a unique outfit inside it. Deciding upon the Yellow Frilly Baby Dress, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain her opinion on the design and how to wear it. "I’m so excited that you’re the one to get this one $firstName. It’s a one of a kind piece, meant to be both very cute whilst also having just the slightest embarrassing hint to it. The skirt section is especially short to make sure you show off your diaper or underwear, whereas the breast section has the word ‘baby’ stitched across it, making it very clear the pieces intent. I put a lot of work into the ruffles, and it’s a Lolita outfit quality dress rolled into an ABDL piece. I could talk about this one all day, but I don’t want to bore you. For now I’ll just say that I’m sure you’ll love it as a new addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Adventure Onesie">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the wall alcoves containing a mannequin with a unique outfit inside it. Deciding upon the Adventure Onesie, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain her opinion on the design and how to wear it. "I’m so excited that you’re the one to get this one $firstName. It’s a very special piece, but a bit of a complex one to describe. An order was placed for me to design these for ‘The Little Land Nursery TV Channel’, and as part of the contract I was allowed to keep for sale one of the onesies. It’s an odd one to be sure, but it’s a subtly childish design, and due to its history should be very desirable among collectors. On top of that it’s a functional, if not particularly stylish, onesie, that should keep you warm and hold up to a lot of rough play. I’d say it’s a very good deal you got today, and I’m sure you’ll love it as a new addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]]

<<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Pull-Up">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Plain White Reusable Cotton Pull-Up, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. Sadly, this one is rather plain. This one was certainly only really added to the collection as a result of multiple inquiries for plain yet high quality pull-up diapers. I don’t think a pull-up would even be able to puff out a Lolita dress much like a petticoat, so I’m not sure how much value they’d add to such a co-ordinate. It’s not really my style, but I still think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]]

<<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Plain White Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. Sadly, this one is rather plain. This one was certainly only really added to the collection as a result of multiple inquiries for plain yet high quality super-sized diapers. I guess when they’re this big they’ll be able to really puff out a Lolita dress, much like a petticoat, which could make a cute Lolita co-ordinate I suppose. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And Green Blouse">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced dresses. Deciding upon a Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And Green Blouse, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it. "I have to say that the JSK and Blouse combination is by far the biggest staple of Lolita clothing from my experience. That said, they’re so popular for a reason. They are cute, and relatively simple to wear, which when you get to some of the more complicated dresses and co-ordinates you can be stuck putting them on for the best part of an hour. I also like the colour combination, dark green and grey mix together to make a rather fashionable gothic Lolita look that also manages to still be cute. I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And Blue Blouse">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced dresses. Deciding upon a Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And Blue Blouse, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it. "I have to say that the JSK and Blouse combination is by far the biggest staple of Lolita clothing from my experience. That said, they’re so popular for a reason. They are cute, and relatively simple to wear, which when you get to some of the more complicated dresses and co-ordinates you can be stuck putting them on for the best part of an hour. I also like the colour combination, light blue and grey mix together to make a rather fashionable yet unorthodox Lolita look, that also manages to still be cute. I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And White Blouse">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced dresses. Deciding upon a Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And White Blouse, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it. "I have to say that the JSK and Blouse combination is by far the biggest staple of Lolita clothing from my experience. That said, they’re so popular for a reason. They are cute, and relatively simple to wear, which when you get to some of the more complicated dresses and co-ordinates you can be stuck putting them on for the best part of an hour. I also like the colour combination, white and grey mix together to make a rather fashionable classic Lolita look, or possibly a gothic Lolita look depending on how you accessorise it. On top of which, it also manages to still be cute due to the design. I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]]

<<addToWardrobe "Pastel Purple Jumper Skirt And White Blouse">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced dresses. Deciding upon a Pastel Purple Jumper Skirt And White Blouse, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it. "I have to say that the JSK and Blouse combination is by far the biggest staple of Lolita clothing from my experience. That said, they’re so popular for a reason. They are cute, and relatively simple to wear, which when you get to some of the more complicated dresses and co-ordinates you can be stuck putting them on for the best part of an hour. I also like the colour combination, pastel purple and white mix together to make a rather cute sweet or classic Lolita look, albeit an understated one. I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]]

Deciding to sign up for the newest big adventure the nursery has on off<<if $nurseryJungleLost>> again<</if>>, you tell the tree, "I’d like to go on the new adventure<<if $nurseryJungleLost>> again<</if>>, please talking tree", waiting confusedly for a response, not entirely sure how to interact with a large moving computer faced tree. "Hmmm, that sounds like you’re going to have a fun day there cute $firstName. I’ll let them know right away that you will be heading over. From what I’ve heard, the new adventure involves travelling to the far flung jungles of Daipu, to search for the ancient treasures of the Diapunian peoples. Thankfully we have very quick travelling capabilities, so you’ll arrive there in but a few minutes. When you’re ready, please proceed to the arch labelled ‘Adventure’. Have a great day $firstName!", it answers in its booming voice, the screen featuring its cartoony face. Just as you’re about to turn away, interested to find out more about the adventure you’ve signed up for, and not sure if you believe that you’re going to be transported across the world, you notice that the trees’ face has changed into a cartoon advert. Starting with the title, "Search for the Secrets of Diapu", flashing onto the screen in thick vine covered letters, you watch as it pans across a jungle-scape. Images of little stylised diapered adventurers, each dressed like something out of a pulp adventure novel, in various perilous scenarios. Following this, are a number of quick scenes; a cute talking monkey, a vine tangling someone up on its own, a pool of quicksand, a giant flower which drips a thick creamy-looking substance. All of which ends in a final shot of some ancient ruins, topped with a statue depicting a gargantuan diaper. Finishing with a black screen, complete with the words, "Coming Soon!", scrawled across it, you get the impression that this might be the advert for your upcoming adventure. Heading across the immense main nursery room, over to the arch marked, "Adventure", you begin the long walk down the corridor beyond. The corridor remaining extremely long just as it did on your first visit. … "Yay!", energetically cheer the two diapered blondes upon seeing you as you enter the high-tech briefing room, almost bowling you over in the efforts to affectionately embrace you. Whilst you don’t get a great look, you did notice a large 3-d map table in the center of the room, along with the room being made of lots of metal and plastic plates and gratings. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisyLarge.png]][img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieLarge.png]]</div> Hugging you are Katie and Daisy, the good-natured but somewhat troublesome pair who you’ve met on previous visits. Daisy, the quieter one of the two, is wearing her standard pink and white intricate lacey dress, with big puffy sleeves. Her pure white bunny ears bouncing as she walks. Meanwhile, Katie, the more adventurous one of the pair is once again wearing a pink denim dungaree dress with a white short sleeve blouse tucked beneath it. The skirt sections on both their dresses once again poofing out from the immense matching diapers beneath, barely disguising their presence. C-Cup breasts poking into from both sides, it’s a few moments before Daisy disentangles herself, asking in her delicate voice, "It’s super good to see you again $firstName! <<if !$nurseryJungleLost>>I’m really glad we didn’t scare you off of trying out the adventures when we first met. I think we kind of came off a little strong. But, they’re a lot of fun<<else>>It’s good to see that not winning last time didn’t put you off. We messed up so are trying again too, though it’s all quite embarrassing, so I don’t really want to talk about it. Win or lose, the adventures are still fun<</if>>, and they always get great ratings …", her statement interrupted by her energetic friend. "And we get loads of free stuff!", giggles Katie, still hugging you, "Also I’m glad you’s here too. You seemed nice, and we both really wanna be your friends. That’s why us all going on an adventure together<<if $nurseryJungleLost>> again<</if>> is gonna be so fun! Plus it’ll be a real adventure, with lots of messy outdoor stuff, that’s what <<if $nurseryJungleLost>>I remember<<else>>I’ve heard<</if>>. I hope we get to play with animals again! They always get in the cutest animals", her affectionate squeeze getting even stronger as she begins to squeal about some of the cute animals they’ve seen. Carefully prying Katie off of you, Daisy gives you a warm smile. Taking hold of her partner in crimes hand, she continues where she left off, "Yeah, we get amazing ratings for the adventures, and like Katie mentioned this one is <<if $nurseryJungleLost>>one of the more active ones, quite tough in fact<<else>>going to be more active than some of them<</if>>. Sometimes it’s just going to a zoo, or a park, but we’ve heard mention that this one is a big budget setup that they took over a month to build<<if !$nurseryJungleLost>>, something about a jungle<</if>>. These adventures are a lot of fun either way, but when you go on the big ones they often have lots of prizes to give us for competing. I’m sure that as a trainee that will also mean you’ll get paid a lot too, though that’s not something I can promise". "Thanks. It’s nice of you two to get me up to speed with what the adventures are like", you respond with a smile, glad to have a better idea of what to expect. "Ask <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>him<</if>> to come and join us Daisy", whispers boisterous Katie, tugging on the bunny-girl’s arm for attention, as if upset about being left out of the conversation. An even warmer smile brightening her face, the diapered-Lolita Daisy pulls her friend towards her by snaking her arm around her waist, cuddling up to her and barely restraining a giggle. Noticing that she’s holding back a laugh at her desire, Katie begins to pout in a rather adorable manner, though stays silent as Daisy asks you, "Would you like to join us on the adventure? We all get the same rewards if we win, and my cute yet sulky companion and myself would love the chance to get to know you better", adding her own loud stage whisper, albeit for her it’s obviously intentional, "Though Katie has a habit of getting over excited and running off. So, we might just be following the trail of sprung traps left in her wake if you do". Katies cheeks puffing out grumpily as Daisy giggles at her own comment, you’re sure that the emotional blonde is going to say something, but just as she’s about to you all realize that [[someone else has entered the room|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Briefing]].

Deciding that you probably can’t do much to help the duo, you tell them, "Sorry, but I don’t think there’s any way I can get you out of there. I’ll go on, and maybe I can find someone to help you", setting off before they have much of a chance to respond in any way other than a pair of groans. Rushing back to the path you were on previously, you ignore the calls for help by Katie and Daisy, carrying on down the way you were following. There’s no way of knowing whether or not you could have helped them, figuring that there may be some sort of hidden danger to the situation. You feel a little bad about not trying to help, but you know that there’s probably no real danger here, the Little Land TV channel extremely unlikely to let their littles face any actual peril. Still, that doesn’t stop the pair from continuing to call out. "Help, we’re stuck! Billy! Come back $firstName! Helps us … please!", shouts once again the confident voice of Katie, although it’s slightly more panicked than you’re used to. Joining it from through the trees, you hear a slightly muffled reply, "They’re probably both way ahead by now, and $firstName said they’d try and find help. I’m sure that even Billy would try and help us if he could hear us. The show people will come for us sooner or later", the diapered bunny-girl explaining the situation to her companion. "Ewww!", the brash one squeals in return, the attempt to calm her seemingly not having worked, "Daisy’s butt is talking to me! Help me before her fat bunny butt swallows me! Why you leave me to this $firstName!". Daisy’s sigh, whilst not heard from the distance you’re at, can certainly be imagined, along with her plans for giving her friend some minor comeuppance. However, such matters aren’t your concern as you keep going forward, their bickering and pleas for help quickly becoming inaudible due to the thick treeline and background sounds of nature. Walking onward you’re left travelling the path for a while, a long while. You can’t say for certain, but you get the impression that it’s a good half an hour, the path winding and hard to remember, disorienting you from keeping track of the exact layout of this jungle. You’re starting to wonder how much longer it can really take, still suspicious over whether this is just a set, when finally you see [[a large ruined building looming at you through the trees|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Temple Start]].

<<addToWardrobe "Adventure Onesie">>Deciding on the adventure onesie, you point at the holographic image of it, saying, "Can I have the onesie please?", Katie and Daisy both looking a little disappointedly at each other whilst Billy jumps about on the spot pumping his fist up and down in celebration. "Of course you can <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>>", responds Papa Glover with a warm smile, before turning back to talk to you all as a group, "Well, with that decided, I think it’s time you all got changed and ready to set off", a blaring siren beginning to go off as he finishes, bathing the room in a slowly flashing red light, whilst simultaneously four numbered cubicle doors light up. Watching the other littles rush over to the highlighted cubicles, the two blondes giggling hand in hand, you follow them, taking the last of the of the cubicles as your own. It’s relatively spacious inside, once more made up like the rest of the high-tech futuristic ready room was. Inside, you can spot a full length mirror set into the wall, a small bench to your right, and dangling from a hook in the center of the room is the heavy-duty onesie. <<if $mobileView>> <<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/AdventureOnesie.png]]</div><</if>>Taking it off of the hook, you lay it out on the bench, standing in front of the mirror. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing, you place it neatly on the bench, wondering what will happen to it next, assuming someone will return it to your room, or maybe just return it to you afterwards. However, for the moment your focus is getting the new onesie on, a task that’s surprisingly easy as all you need to do is unzip it at the back and then walk into it<<else>>Already without an outfit, you move straight onto putting on the new onesie, a task that’s surprisingly easy as all you need to do is unzip it at the back and then walk into it<</if>>. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>You are a bit nervous about your lack of underwear, seeing as the onesie is a little tight, embarrassingly so, but you don’t really think it’s that noticeable<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>You are a bit anxious about your $currentUnderwear being so visible, the onesie being a little tight and form-fitting, but there’s not much you can do about that, and it is kind of to be expected within the nursery to show of your diaper<<else>>You are a bit anxious about your $currentUnderwear being so visible, the onesie being quite tight, but there’s not much you can do about that<</if>>. Staring at your reflection in the mirror for a second, you have to admit that it looks pretty awesome, your thoughts broken by muffled squeals of joy from outside. <<set $currentClothing = "Adventure Onesie">> Heading outside, your immediately caught off guard again by another hug from the ever bubbly Katie, her happiness shrinking only slightly as she notices your onesie. "You look good, but it’s a little bland isn’t it?", she asks with concern in her voice, letting go of you slightly quicker this time. "Well I think it looks really cool! Way cooler than those dumb dresses", comments Billy with his eye on your onesie as he gives you a pair of thumbs-up, receiving another dose of Katie, and this time also Daisy, sticking their tongues out at him mockingly. "I think it looks good on you $firstName", comments Daisy serenely, her expression sincere and warm. Again, before anything else can be said, Papa Glover interjects, "You all look wonderful, and you managed your outfits all by yourselves. I’m so proud of you all. So, who’s ready for an adventure?", his tone warm but also as if he’s trying to pump you all up for the fun ahead. Of course, the other three cheer in unison, "We are!", though this time you find to your surprise that you’ve joined in, the positive attitude of it all infectious. "Well, let the Search for the Secrets of Diapu begin!", the kindly nursery owner cheers in return, a large pair of hydraulic double doors beginning to open with a hiss and a copious amount of smoke as he does. As you’re beginning to leave, you can just hear over the ever louder siren Billy state smugly, "I’m going to climb so many trees that everyone’s going to say I’m the best at tree climbing". To which Katie replies in an equally smug tone, "No way! Cause I’m going to climb even more trees that you!". "Not going to happen because I’m going to climb the most, which is more than that and can’t be beat", the tall Billy fires back quickly, rushing out of the door so he gets the last word. Walking out with the diapered bunny-girl who just shrugs over the other twos bickering, likely used to it by now, [[you pass through the smoky door into the light|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure First Explore]].

Stepping out into the … sunlight? Eyes wide in disbelief you stare at your surroundings. Part of you can’t believe that they’d ever allow you out of the facility, even if they were monitoring you every moment of the way. Yet it all looks so real. The sun is bright in the sky, the wind blows over you face, the humidity is already making you feel slightly sweaty, and that’s not even mentioning the cacophony of natural sounds coming from all around you. Even more so, there’s thick jungle all about you, trees reaching so high you wouldn’t even guess their height, it even smells like you’d expect a jungle to smell like. With all that in mind, you’re standing in just a small clearing with two paths out of it, behind you some sort of futuristic spaceship-building combination that you just exited from. Your mouth agape, surprisingly the others don’t seem as shocked, though that doesn’t mean they aren’t excited. Daisy for example is currently holding onto her companions mid-section, stopping her from climbing a tree while calmly commenting, "But Katie, that tree is way too big. You might fall and hurt yourself. We don’t even know what to expect out here. Shouldn’t we be setting off to try and find the treasure?". To which the slightly taller blonde is having none of it, still wriggling to climb while shouting, "You don’t understand Daisy … Billy was a big jerk so I got to climb it! When I’ve climbed like … a whole bunch of them. Then we can do the adventure stuff. So give me a boost, that’ll make me even quicker-er", her hands scrabbling for purchase unsuccessfully due to the weight of her friend holding her down. Meanwhile, Billy is looking at some leaves, which when you approach closer seem to be the home of a beetle the size of your fist. Billy, of course, is completely entranced by it, staring at it intensely with eyes filled with wonderment. Without really seeming to want to hold a conversation, he begins mindlessly, "It’s so cool! It’s humongous! Would Papa let me bring this back do you think? I could name him, and hang out with him, and we could pull pranks on those snooty blonde girls". Getting lost in thought as you wander around the little clearing, listening to the birdsong and following a microwave-sized butterfly around for a good five minutes, it’s only then that you realize that things are happening. During your distraction, the hots heads of the group, Billy and Katie, seem to have gotten into a heated conversation that has resulted in a lot of finger waving and Daisy continuing to attempt to hold her friend back, though this time it seems to be from jumping on Billy. "Please … both of you, this is way past the point of being silly", the kindly bunny-girl states in a tone that says this point is not up for discussion, "If we win together, then we all win, that’s prizes for all of us. There really is no need for this to be a competition. The trees are too way too tall for either of you to climb, and racing to complete this isn’t going to be fun for any of us. So can we put all the arguments behind us and just work together?", hope flickering across her features. "No!", cry out the two bickering adult babies, folding their arms in each other’s directions and pouting. Pointing the finger first at Katie, though not by a large margin of time, Billy sulks, "She started it, and she’s totally wrong! She doesn’t get how cool I am, and how fun I am, and she’s big doo-doo head! I’m going to win, and then you’ll all see!". And, in his frustration you watch as he rushes off down the leftmost path. Strangely, you briefly think you catch sight of him being on the verge of tears, though it’s possible it’s just sweat on his cheeks. In turn, Katie begins stomping off down the right path, dragging her beleaguered companion along behind her. The last thing you hear of the pair is Katie loudly grumbling, "Not apologizing … didn’t do nothing! Gonna win and show him!", their argument slowly sinking into the distance as the dense treeline blocks it. Left out from the whole debacle you realize you now have a choice ahead of you. Billy ran off to the left, whilst the pigtail brigade went right. However, taking a moment to peer down each path, you get a slightly better idea of what they could entail. Whilst you can’t really see either way, the direction Billy went smells like animals, and you can hear a sort of howling hooting sound. Meanwhile, Katie and Daisy’s route has a kind of sweet yet flowery smell to it, no discernible noises coming from it other than the background animal sounds you’ve been hearing since your arrival. With all that in mind, you should probably make a decision soon, you did sign up for the adventure to experience it after all. Do you: [[Take the left path that Billy took|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Talking Monkey]] [[Take the right path that Katie and Daisy took|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Feeder Flower]]

Making the same choice as last time, you point at the holographic image of it, saying, "Can I have the <<if visited("ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Dress")>>dress<<else>>onesie<</if>> please?", <<if visited("ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Dress")>>Katie and Daisy both high fiving each other again in celebration of your choice whilst Billy huffs to himself pouting<<else>>Katie and Daisy both looking a little disappointedly at each other again whilst Billy jumps about on the spot pumping his fist up and down in celebration<</if>>. "Of course you can <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>>", responds Papa Glover with a warm smile, before turning back to talk to you all as a group, "Well, with that decided, I think it’s time you all got changed and ready to set off", a blaring siren beginning to go off as he finishes, bathing the room in a slowly flashing red light, whilst simultaneously four numbered cubicle doors light up. Watching the other littles rush over to the highlighted cubicles, the two blondes giggling hand in hand, you follow them, taking the last of the of the cubicles as your own. It’s relatively spacious inside, once more made up like the rest of the high-tech futuristic ready room was. Inside, you can spot a full length mirror set into the wall, a small bench to your right, and dangling from a hook in the center of the room is the <<if visited("ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Dress")>>safari dress<<else>>heavy-duty onesie<</if>>. <<if $mobileView>> <<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/AdventureBabyDress.png]][img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/AdventureOnesie.png]]</div><</if>><<if visited("ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Dress")>>Taking it off of the hook, you lay it out on the bench, standing in front of the mirror. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing, you place it neatly on the bench, wondering what will happen to it next, assuming someone will return it to your room, or maybe just return it to you afterwards. However, for the moment your focus is getting the new dress on, a task that’s surprisingly easy as all you need to do is slip it on over your head, tightening the waist up with the belt afterwards<<else>>Already without an outfit, you move straight onto putting on the new dress , a task that’s surprisingly easy as all you need to do is slip it on over your head, tightening the waist up with the belt afterwards<</if>>. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>You are a bit nervous about your lack of underwear, seeing as the dress is extremely short, embarrassingly so, but you don’t really have another option on this account<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>You are a bit anxious about your $currentUnderwear being so visible, the dress being extremely short, but there’s not much you can do about that, and it is kind of to be expected within the nursery<<else>>You are a bit anxious about your $currentUnderwear being so visible, the dress being extremely short, but there’s not much you can do about that<</if>>. Staring at your reflection in the mirror for a second, you have to admit that it looks pretty cute, your thoughts broken by muffled squeals of joy from outside. <<set $currentClothing = "Adventure Baby Dress">><<else>>Taking it off of the hook, you lay it out on the bench, standing in front of the mirror. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing, you place it neatly on the bench, wondering what will happen to it next, assuming someone will return it to your room, or maybe just return it to you afterwards. However, for the moment your focus is getting the new onesie on, a task that’s surprisingly easy as all you need to do is unzip it at the back and then walk into it<<else>>Already without an outfit, you move straight onto putting on the new onesie, a task that’s surprisingly easy as all you need to do is unzip it at the back and then walk into it<</if>>. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>You are a bit nervous about your lack of underwear, seeing as the onesie is a little tight, embarrassingly so, but you don’t really think it’s that noticeable<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>You are a bit anxious about your $currentUnderwear being so visible, the onesie being a little tight and form-fitting, but there’s not much you can do about that, and it is kind of to be expected within the nursery to show of your diaper<<else>>You are a bit anxious about your $currentUnderwear being so visible, the onesie being quite tight, but there’s not much you can do about that<</if>>. Staring at your reflection in the mirror for a second, you have to admit that it looks pretty awesome, your thoughts broken by muffled squeals of joy from outside. <<set $currentClothing = "Adventure Onesie">><</if>> <<if visited("ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Dress")>>Heading outside, you're immediately caught off guard again by another hug from the ever bubbly Katie, her happiness only growing further from the sight of your dress. "So cute, we’re like three matching twins!", she giggles into your ear, letting go of you slightly quicker this time. "Ewww! It’s so girly! Looks more like you’re going for a tea party than out on an adventure", complains Billy with his eye on your dress, receiving another dose of Katie, and this time also Daisy, sticking their tongues out at him mockingly. "I think it looks beautiful on you $firstName", comments Daisy serenely, her expression sincere and warm.<<else>>Heading outside, your immediately caught off guard again by another hug from the ever bubbly Katie, her happiness shrinking only slightly as she notices your onesie. "You look good, but it’s a little bland isn’t it?", she asks with concern in her voice, letting go of you slightly quicker this time. "Well I think it looks really cool! Way cooler than those dumb dresses", comments Billy with his eye on your onesie as he gives you a pair of thumbs-up, receiving another dose of Katie, and this time also Daisy, sticking their tongues out at him mockingly.<</if>> "I think it looks good on you $firstName", comments Daisy serenely, her expression sincere and warm. Again, before anything else can be said, Papa Glover interjects, "You all look wonderful, and you managed your outfits all by yourselves. I’m so proud of you all. So, who’s ready for an adventure?", his tone warm but also as if he’s trying to pump you all up for the fun ahead. Of course, the other three cheer in unison, "We are!", though this time you find to your surprise that you’ve joined in, the positive attitude of it all infectious, nobody even slightly perturbed by your previous failures. "Now, I know that things didn’t go perfectly last time. This is a tough mission, though I hope you still all had a wonderful time. In hopes of helping you out a little, I have a few words of advice. The monkeys and other animals of Diapu are usually safe to interact with, but a lot of the plants are dangerous. You should also look out of quicksand, as Diapu is known for its quicksand issues. Finally, remember that whilst ruins are usually filled with traps, pits in particular are normally in the middle of the floor. Take this advice to heart and use it to your advantage", the elderly caretaker comments bending forward a little, his voice lowered to a loud enough whisper for you all to hear, Papa Glover pulling back after he’s finished advising you all. "Well then, let the Search for the Secrets of Diapu begin!", the kindly nursery owner cheers in return, a large pair of hydraulic double doors beginning to open with a hiss and a copious amount of smoke as he does. As you’re beginning to leave, you can just hear over the ever louder siren Billy and Katie simultaneously state smugly, "At least I managed to climb more trees that you". To which Katie quickly adds defensively, "Nu-Uh! Cause I’m the better tree climber-er, so there’s no way you could have won over me!". "Yeah, I totally won, cause I’m the best climber. Duh!", the tall Billy fires back quickly, trying to rush out of the door so he gets the last word but Katie beating him to it. Walking out with the diapered bunny-girl who just shrugs over the other twos bickering, likely used to it by now, [[you pass through the smoky door into the light|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure First Explore]].

Following down the left path which Billy had gone down, you try and pick up the pace, knowing that all the others have a good head start on you. As you briskly walk, the smell of animals and the howling hoots both building as you make your way even deeper into the jungle. You can’t see any sign of Billy, though you spot a couple of footprints that at least give you the impression that he hasn’t run off the path, a good thing as you’re sure you’d be lost if you passed into the thick undergrowth. About ten minutes down the path, the jungle opens up into another clearing, this one much more sizable than the first, a small waterfall running down a rocky outcropping at the back of it. However, that’s not what catches your attention. No, instead it’s the gang of monkeys, gathered around a larger central ape who stands upon a mound of mangos, bananas and other assorted fruits, who upon seeing you begins pointing and hooting. "Nuther hooman! Yu bring tribyoot tu monkee king tuu?", it calls, catching you by surprise that it can speak, even if it is in a weirdly stilted and oddly accented manner. It takes a second to sink in, the scene before you too preposterous to believe. Yet, after a moment to collect yourself, you answer slightly worriedly, "Hello, I’m $firstName. I’m sorry, but I don’t think I have anything to give you", beginning to get nervous that you should have had something to offer. Thankfully, the monkey king as he so proclaimed himself doesn’t seem to truly care, losing interest with you as he waves you off, "Huh! Last hooman gave mutch tribyoot, many taystiz. Yu can pass", returning his attention to his huge pile of fruit which he begins to pick at, occasionally having to fend off one of the other monkeys from trying to pilfer a stray mango or banana. "What did he give you?", you ask, curious to what Billy did, or if it was Billy who they encountered previously, all the while slowly making your way towards an exit you spot on the opposite side of the clearing. Not even looking at you, the ruler of the monkeys responds to you between bites of mango, "Yellow fyr hooman nyce. He clymb many tree, got mutch taystiz for monkee king tribyoot pyel. Sayed tu watch owt for meen smellee gyrls. Not say yu bad, so yu pass". Waving goodbye to the monkey king, not that he seems to care, you try and decipher what he just said. It seems like Billy came through and climbed a bunch of trees to get fruit for the largest monkey, who calls himself the monkey kind. The monkeys seems to have been happy, and to have let him pass through, though it also sounds like he spent some time bad mouthing Katie and Daisy to them too, though why he’s got such an adversarial relationship with the pair you still don’t know. Either way, you got through the clearing without issue, so that’s something to be thankful for. It’s just as you start to think over the whole feud between Billy and the two blondes that a call for help sounds out across the jungle. "Help, please, someone! Daisy’s fat butt has been in my face for ages! Someone please save me!", shouts a voice that you’re pretty sure is the outgoing Katie’s, the sound coming from somewhere slightly off the path. Glancing around, you thankfully spot an overgrown path that heads in that exact direction of the shouts, at least as far as you can tell. However, you don’t need to go and save them really. Whilst they might appreciate the help it’s not like they’re in any true danger, and this is a game. Daisy might have previously commented that you don’t need to compete, but that could always have been a ploy to trick you too. That said, they’d probably appreciate the help, and it would certainly be the more friendly thing for you to do. Do you: [[Ignore the calls for help|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Katie And Daisy Ignore][$nurseryJungleKD = false]] [[Follow the calls for help|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Katie And Daisy Peril]]

Following down the right path which Katie and Daisy raced down, you try and pick up the pace, knowing that all the others have a good head start on you. As you briskly walk, the flowery sweet smell builds further as work your way deeper into the jungle. You don’t spot either of the girls, but you do notice footprints and a few ruffled looking patches of tall grass that at least give you the impression that they haven’t run off the path, a good thing as you’re sure you’d be lost if you passed into the thick undergrowth. About ten minutes down the path, the jungle opens up into a bright and vibrant clearing, filled with giant flowers. You can’t see any sign of the blonde due, though you do see that two of the huge plants closest to the clearings entrance look droopier, almost as if they’re tired and spent. Getting nearer, one other oddity sticks out to you. Whilst the flowers look generally what you’d expect of an upsized jungle bloom, the central face of them is shaped like the rubber nub of a babies bottle, the section near it see-through with a creamy off-white liquid roiling within. Seeing no way around them, you approach, the floral sweet smell practically palpable. Sadly, this was not a good choice. Grasped by an unseen root, camouflaged in the dense undergrowth, the plant grasps you by the ankle, flinging you up so you’re suspended upside down a good ten feet off of the ground. Your stomach lurching at the sudden movement, you concentrate to hold back the nausea, all as the plant begins to slowly lower you down face first towards its nub-like center. Wriggling and struggling, your efforts are futile, the flowers giant petals enveloping you, mashing your face into the protruding nub. As much as you try to resist, shaking your face away from the approaching rubbery plant nipple, your attempts to avoid it are unsuccessful. Between the overwhelmingly sweet scent that encompasses the shadowy insides of your floral prison, and the fact that your mouth is being literally rubbed against it, eventually the nub slips between your lips. Worse, after doing so it immediately engorging within your mouth, stopping you from getting it out again. Liquid. Thick sloshing liquid begins to be deposited into your mouth at a rapid rate, nowhere to go but down your throat due to the nub blocking your mouth. Landing on your tongue, <<if $cumPlay>>with some horror you notice that is has a strange bitter salty taste, slightly lumpy yet slick in texture. You try to imagine it being anything else, but you have the sinking suspicion that the plant it feeding you cum, and a lot of cum at that<<else>>putting an impromptu grin on your face, you can’t help but enjoy the sweet and creamy taste of the substance. Whilst it’s not entirely possible to deduce what it is, you get the suspicion it’s some sort of milk substance, maybe with honey involved to make it all the more sugary and delicious<</if>>. Of course, the more that it fills you up, the more bloated and uncomfortable you feel, the plant seemingly intent on emptying its entire cargo into your stomach, whether you want it or not.<<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>> Just when you think it can’t get, any worse, chugging down the plants offering you hear a sound that shakes you to the core for a moment. Coming from your stomach is a deep rumbling gurgle, the sort that lets you know that things aren’t going so well in there. You <<if $submission >= 20>>stay still, knowing that there’s nothing you can do but wait and submit to what is about to happen<<else>>try once more in vain to shake your face out of the plants grasp, but to no avail<</if>>, stuck as you are whilst the creeping sensation of dread builds within you. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Thankfully you’re wearing a diaper, as otherwise you hate to think what would be about to happen. The plant continuing to stuff more and more of its <<if $cumPlay>>cum-like<<else>>milky<</if>> liquid inside of you, <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly mess your $currentUnderwear, a torrent of pee joining it as the strain of pooping also triggers your bladder<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>>the pressure in your bladder is too much, causing a torrent of pee to flow warmly into your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly mess your $currentUnderwear, the warm slop clinging to your rear<</if>>. It’s awful, especially knowing that this is all being broadcast to a massive audience. But, at least the flowery fragrance covers the foul smell.<<elseif $currentUnderwear == "Naked">>Sadly you’re wearing nothing to contain what is about to come, a realization that you don’t enjoy. The plant continuing to stuff more and more of its <<if $cumPlay>>cum-like<<else>>milky<</if>> liquid inside of you, <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous squelching sound, you humiliatingly mess yourself, a torrent of pee joining it as the strain of pooping also triggers your bladder<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>the pressure in your bladder is too much, causing a torrent of pee to flow warmly out of you<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet squelching sound, you humiliatingly mess yourself, the warm slop partly clinging to your rear<</if>>. It’s awful, not just knowing that this is being broadcast to a massive audience, but also that your upside down, gravity making a horrid mess of you in the process. The only saving grace of the situation is that at least the flowery fragrance is covering the foul smell.<<else>>Sadly you’re only wearing your $currentUnderwear, your underwear unlikely to do much in containing what is about to happen, a realization that you don’t enjoy. The plant continuing to stuff more and more of its <<if $cumPlay>>cum-like<<else>>milky<</if>> liquid inside of you, <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous squelching sound, you humiliatingly mess your $currentUnderwear, a torrent of pee joining it as the strain of pooping also triggers your bladder, the combined contents escaping your underwear<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>the pressure in your bladder is too much, causing a torrent of pee to flow warmly out of you. The result of this is that you manage to soak your $currentUnderwear, fresh urine escaping its confines with ease<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet squelching sound, you humiliatingly mess yourself, the warm slop partly clinging to your rear, whilst also escaping your $currentUnderwear<</if>>. It’s awful, not just knowing that this is being broadcast to a massive audience, but also that your upside down, gravity making a horrid mess of you in the process. The only saving grace of the situation is that at least the flowery fragrance is covering the foul smell.<</if>><</if>> You’re stuck like this for a good five to ten minutes, but, eventually the plant does begin to loosen its hold. Whilst you can’t be sure, you suspect that it has just finished its feeding attempt, content that it has filled you up sufficiently. As it languidly slips you back out of the cocoon of petals it had previously encased you in, the last drops of its liquid splashing wetly against your face as it disengages its deflating nub, you slide back and out onto the jungle floor. At least to give you some solace, it seems like the plant has deflated somewhat, much like the two others you previously noticed upon arriving, the likelihood of that one attack you again very low. Keeping what happened in mind, you decide to give the further flowers a wide berth, dealing with them much more cautiously. However, this time to think also gives you time to process another realization … Katie and Daisy almost certainly got caught in the same way as you just did! Chuckling slightly internally that at least you’re not alone in this, you wonder what Billy would have made of the two being trapped by the feeder-flower, and on that note why they’re so antagonistic to each other in the first place. It’s just as you start to think over the whole feud between Billy and the two blondes, making your way down the exit path of the clearing, that a call for help sounds out across the jungle. "Help, please, someone! Daisy’s fat butt has been in my face for ages! Someone please save me!", shouts a voice that you’re pretty sure is the outgoing Katie’s, the sound coming from somewhere slightly off the path. Glancing around, you thankfully spot an overgrown path that heads in that exact direction of the shouts, at least as far as you can tell. However, you don’t need to go and save them really. Whilst they might appreciate the help it’s not like they’re in any true danger, and this is a game. Daisy might have previously commented that you don’t need to compete, but that could always have been a ploy to trick you too. That said, they’d probably appreciate the help, especially after the flower situation, and it would certainly be the more friendly thing for you to do. Do you: [[Ignore the calls for help|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Katie And Daisy Ignore][$nurseryJungleKD = false]] [[Follow the calls for help|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Katie And Daisy Peril]]

Deciding to ignore the calls for help by Katie, you carry on the path you’re already following. There’s no way of knowing whether or not the two troublesome blondes are just pulling a prank on you, or whether you’d be able to even find them if they weren’t. You feel a little bad about not trying to help, but you know that there’s probably no real danger here, the Little Land TV channel extremely unlikely to let their littles face any actual peril. Still, that doesn’t stop the pair from continuing to call out. "Help, we’re stuck! Billy! $firstName! Helps us … please!", shouts once again the confident voice of Katie, although it’s slightly more panicked than you’re used to. Joining it from through the trees, you hear a slightly muffled reply, "They’re probably way ahead by now, if they could hear us I’m sure they’d try to help us. The show people will come for us sooner or later", the diapered bunny-girl explaining the situation to her companion. "Ewww!", the brash one squeals in return, the attempt to calm her seemingly not having worked, "Daisy’s butt is talking to me! Help me before her fat bunny butt swallows me!". Daisy’s sigh, whilst not heard from the distance you’re at, can certainly be imagined, along with her plans for giving her friend some minor comeuppance. However, such matters aren’t your concern as you keep going forward, their bickering and pleas for help quickly becoming inaudible due to the thick treeline and background sounds of nature. Walking onward you’re left travelling the path for a while, a long while. You can’t say for certain, but you get the impression that it’s a good half an hour, the path winding and hard to remember, disorienting you from keeping track of the exact layout of this jungle. You’re starting to wonder how much longer it can really take, still suspicious over whether this is just a set, when finally you see [[a large ruined building looming at you through the trees|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Temple Start]].

Rushing down the side trail in search of Katie’s calls for help, it only takes two sharp turns of the overgrown dirt path before you find what you’re looking for. <<if !$nurseryJungleLost && visited("ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Katie And Daisy Peril") <= 1>>Bursting out into shocked laughter, you almost can’t believe the scene laid out before you. As you squint further at the predicament the two have gotten into, you’re unsure how it’s even possible to get in such a tangle<<else>>Bursting out into shocked laughter, you can’t believe that the pair have ended up in the exact same predicament as you’ve seen them in before. Indeed, as you squint further at the scene laid before you, you still can’t fathom how the two ended up getting in such a complete tangle<</if>>. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieDaisyQuicksand.png]]</div> In the middle of a sandy muddy patch in the small clearing are the two blondes, obviously stuck within it. Daisy, the bunny-girl is the first you spot, her diapered rear wiggling in the air with her fluffy white tail poking through the back. On all fours, with her feet and arms stuck within the muck, her expression is one of concern, her blonde pigtails already slightly stained by the substance. Meanwhile, right behind her is Katie, staring straight into her friends diaper, the brash girl submerged in the sand up to her chest, her arms equally restrained. From the way she tries to pull back from her friends behind, you can tell that she’s not happy with the predicament. "You came to save me from stinky bunny butt! Thank you $firstName! I’ll be grateful forever!", cries out Katie in relief, the first to spot you of the duo. Meanwhile, Daisy pouts, "It’s not like having you sniffing my bottom is fun either! Plus you were the one who pushed me in here Katie!", her cheeks puffing out at she huffs unhappily at the comments regarding her bottom. Shaking her head exaggeratedly, the more outgoing girls clearly states, "Nope, nope, nope-ty nope! You fell in so it’s your fault!", sticking her tongue out at her friend, despite her being entirely unable to spot the action. "No, you pushed me Katie. You’re not getting out of this one with that. We came into this clearing after … those plants. Then you shouted, ‘tag’, as loud as you could, and pushed me in the back with both hands<<if $nurseryJungleLost>>, and you did it last time too<</if>>. I went flying, and ended up right in this yucky quicksand in a heap. It even got in my hair Katie. My hair! I’m going to get Papa Glover to change your whole wardrobe into pink clothing for this!", the usually demure bunny-girl cuts back, her ears extended stiffly. Letting out a sharp, "Eeeep! Nooooo!", the pair having basically forgotten you at this point, Katie quickly says in an apologetic tone on the verge of tears, "You can’t do that, I’m sorry Daisy. Pink is icky! Don’t make me wear all the super girly pink stuff! I didn’t mean … I sorta did mean to push you … but I thought it would be … be funny! It was all muddy a…and …. a…and mud is fun! Please … don’t … be … mad … at … me! I tried to rescue you by jumping in after! That’s … what … friends … do!". Sighing, Daisy quickly tries to console her friend, stating, "Okay, apology mostly accepted. I’m still getting you back for getting me messy though. We’ll go for shopping and tea in dresses I get to pick out after this is over", the more responsible of the two shushing her friend as she immediately stops sounding sad, instead trying to weasel out of making it up to the bunny-girl. Turning her attention back to you, Daisy adds, "Sorry about that $firstName, Katie got us into trouble whilst playing around. You wouldn’t mind trying to get us out of this stuff would you? I think there should be something you could use to drag us out with somewhere. I’d be really thankful to you if you did, this stuff is kind of nasty feeling, and I don’t want it to settle anymore in my hair". Answering, "Okay, I’ll have a look around", you survey the surroundings, trying to think of some way to dislodge them. Looking over your options, you don’t spot much, being in an overgrown jungle and all. There are, however, lots of vines, and most of those vines do look sturdy. In fact, you suspect that could probably use one of those vines as a lasso, grappling the girls one by one before pulling them to safety. Another option would be to try and pull them out by hand. The pool of quicksand isn’t very big, and you could likely at least get to Daisy who is very close to one of the edges, though Katie who is quite central might be harder to extricate, and you might risk falling in by leaning over to tug at them. There is one final option, though it is kind of mean. This is just a game after all, so you don’t have to risk helping them, especially given that Billy could be far ahead of you by now, poised to win. Regardless, you probably should make a decision soon. Do you: [[Leave them in the quicksand pool|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Katie And Daisy Leave][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;}; $nurseryJungleKD = false]] [[Try and pull them out by hand|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Katie And Daisy Rescue][$nurseryJungleKD = true]] [[Try to pull them out with a vine|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Katie And Daisy Vine]]

<<addToWardrobe "Adventure Baby Dress">>Deciding on the safari dress, you point at the holographic image of it, saying, "Can I have the dress please?", Katie and Daisy both high fiving each other in celebration of your choice whilst Billy huffs to himself pouting. "Of course you can <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>>", responds Papa Glover with a warm smile, before turning back to talk to you all as a group, "Well, with that decided, I think it’s time you all got changed and ready to set off", a blaring siren beginning to go off as he finishes, bathing the room in a slowly flashing red light, whilst simultaneously four numbered cubicle doors light up. Watching the other littles rush over to the highlighted cubicles, the two blondes giggling hand in hand, you follow them, taking the last of the of the cubicles as your own. It’s relatively spacious inside, once more made up like the rest of the high-tech futuristic ready room was. Inside, you can spot a full length mirror set into the wall, a small bench to your right, and dangling from a hook in the center of the room is the safari dress. <<if $mobileView>> <<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/AdventureBabyDress.png]]</div><</if>>Taking it off of the hook, you lay it out on the bench, standing in front of the mirror. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing, you place it neatly on the bench, wondering what will happen to it next, assuming someone will return it to your room, or maybe just return it to you afterwards. However, for the moment your focus is getting the new dress on, a task that’s surprisingly easy as all you need to do is slip it on over your head, tightening the waist up with the belt afterwards<<else>>Already without an outfit, you move straight onto putting on the new dress , a task that’s surprisingly easy as all you need to do is slip it on over your head, tightening the waist up with the belt afterwards<</if>>. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>You are a bit nervous about your lack of underwear, seeing as the dress is extremely short, embarrassingly so, but you don’t really have another option on this account<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>You are a bit anxious about your $currentUnderwear being so visible, the dress being extremely short, but there’s not much you can do about that, and it is kind of to be expected within the nursery<<else>>You are a bit anxious about your $currentUnderwear being so visible, the dress being extremely short, but there’s not much you can do about that<</if>>. Staring at your reflection in the mirror for a second, you have to admit that it looks pretty cute, your thoughts broken by muffled squeals of joy from outside. <<set $currentClothing = "Adventure Baby Dress">> Heading outside, your immediately caught off guard again by another hug from the ever bubbly Katie, her happiness only growing further from the sight of your dress. "So cute, we’re like three matching twins!", she giggles into your ear, letting go of you slightly quicker this time. "Ewww! It’s so girly! Looks more like you’re going for a tea party than out on an adventure", complains Billy with his eye on your dress, receiving another dose of Katie, and this time also Daisy, sticking their tongues out at him mockingly. "I think it looks beautiful on you $firstName", comments Daisy serenely, her expression sincere and warm. Again, before anything else can be said, Papa Glover interjects, "You all look wonderful, and you managed your outfits all by yourselves. I’m so proud of you all. So, who’s ready for an adventure?", his tone warm but also as if he’s trying to pump you all up for the fun ahead. Of course, the other three cheer in unison, "We are!", though this time you find to your surprise that you’ve joined in, the positive attitude of it all infectious. "Well, let the Search for the Secrets of Diapu begin!", the kindly nursery owner cheers in return, a large pair of hydraulic double doors beginning to open with a hiss and a copious amount of smoke as he does. As you’re beginning to leave, you can just hear over the ever louder siren Katie state smugly, "I’m going to climb so many trees that everyone’s gonna say I’m the bestest tree climber". To which Billy replies in an equally smug tone, "Nu-Uh! Cause I’m going to climb even more trees that you!". "Not going to happen because I’m going to climb the most-est, which is more than that", the energetic blonde fires back quickly, rushing out of the door so she gets the last word. Walking out with the diapered bunny-girl who just shrugs over the other twos bickering, likely used to it by now, [[you pass through the smoky door into the light|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure First Explore]].

Deciding that your best choice to save the two is to pull them out by hand, not trusting any of your surroundings, you tell them, "Okay, I think I’ve got an idea. First I’ll help pull Daisy out, then we can work on getting Katie out as she’s stuck in a much more awkward position", your plans going over well with Daisy but not with her companion. "Not fair!", groans the sulking Katie, her bottom lip sticking out in an overexaggerated pout, "I’m much more pull-out-able, you can’t leave me here, it’s no fun being stuck!". Ignoring her tantrum and receiving a knowing look from the bunny-girl which you’re glad that her brash friend can’t see, you plant your feet firmly on the earthen floor, getting as much purchase as you can in your attempt not to fall into the quicksand too. Well-positioned, at least as far as you can tell, you lean forward, digging your hands into the quiet bunny-girl’s armpits, managing to get a good hold on her jungle adventurers dress. Thankfully she’s quite light, only about five foot tall and rather thin, even shorter than her companion in fact. Heaving backwards, you try to remove her with all your might … And it works? It’s actually remarkably easy to pull her out, as if there wasn’t anything there at all. It’s so easy in fact that you both look at each other with surprise, you wondering if the pair were just making a fuss about nothing until you spot exactly how shocked your rescue target is. In one fluid motion you fall back into the dense undergrowth, Daisy landing on you and knocking the wind out of your lungs, her diapered rear situated on your waist, and some of the stray quicksand splattering you in the process. "Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!", she quickly exclaims, wiping the dirt that came off of her from your clothing, obviously slightly upset that she got you dirty, "I’m really sorry for getting you mucky! You helped me and I got your outfit all messed up! Oh, no! Please forgive me!". Though, despite her apologies you can also tell that she’s relieved, no longer stuck in such an awkward position in the sand. Helping each other up, you make sure to wave off her apologies, telling her, "It’s okay, it’s not like you were trying to cover me in mud or anything. But, you’re welcome, glad I could help. Have you got any ideas for how to get Katie out?", Daisy’s warm smile conveying instantly that she’s much happier now that she knows she hasn’t offended you. "It’s going to be tough. She kind of jumped straight into the puddle after pushing me in. Maybe you could hold onto me, and then I could reach out to her? A bit like I’m the rope? I would say the vines instead, but I’m sure I saw one of them moving … and me and Katie have had enough of plants for today after earlier …", the refined Lolita fashion fan explains, mulling over the options. Not pressing her on the plant question, guessing it didn’t go well whatever it was, you can’t help but agree, her plan seemingly a solid one. All this time, Katie has continued to squirm and complain in the background, shouting comments such as, "The quicksand is boring!", "Help! Please!", and, "The sand’s eating me!", regardless of the fact that neither you nor her companion are listening. As Daisy barely holds back a giggle, you do notice that despite her attempts as restrained flailing, Katie hasn’t managed to sink any deeper, likely a safety precaution of the show. Meanwhile, Daisy has begun to get herself in position, setting herself up so that you can counterbalance her by grabbing onto her belt. This feels a little more risky than when you got her out, but you suppose that if she does end up falling in then her ankles would still be well within your reach, and she was very light when you got her out earlier. Holding onto her belt to balance her, you watch as Daisy starts making a very similar rescue attempt to your own, scooping up Katie’s armpits with her hands. It’s actually quite heart-warming, the grin on Katie’s face that is, her moans and flailing stopped in light of her impending escape from the natural bondage. Getting pulled out with similar ease to when you removed Daisy, you hear Daisy cry out, "You two are the best-est friends ever! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I promise I won’t ever fart on your pillow ever again Daisy, I super promise that!", the last part leading to a moment of slightly slower progress than before. Finally all escaped, once more falling back into a heap, albeit this time with Daisy and Katie atop of you, you all break out into a fit of laughter, relieved to have overcome the quicksand pool. Still more than a little sandy, Katie who’s the top layer of your current formation even begins to hug you both, continuing her hurried string of, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!", the occasional smooching sound accompanying it. Eventually getting up and dusting yourselves off, you take stock of the situation, the bunny-girl trying her best to wipe clean the outfit of her grubby friend. Especially her diaper, which is thoroughly caked in the stuff, puffed out so much that you suspect it’s also ended up full of the quicksand too. All together and having taken a moment to catch your breaths, you watch as the duo line up next to each other. "We’re really thankful you came to save us!", they both say in unison, giving you a little curtsie before Daisy continues, "We would have been stuck in there for a good half an hour more at least! They normally don’t collect people up until everyone have lost. You did really good, and it was fun working together. Now that we’re all here, maybe we should rush on, that way we can win as a group! You can even have my share of any prize!", she finishes, Katie nodding along to her final pronouncement. Smiling effusively at the pair, sure that you’ve become even closer to them in your successful rescue attempt, you respond, "You’re both very welcome. I couldn’t just leave you there! We’ll need to set off quick if we still want to win, Billy ran off pretty fast at the start. Lets get going", heading back towards the trail you were on earlier. Following in behind you merrily, joking and chatting, the pair begin accompanying you too on your journey to find the secrets of Diapu. Walking onward you’re left travelling the path for a while, a long while. You can’t say for certain, but you get the impression that it’s a good half an hour, the path winding and hard to remember, disorienting you from keeping track of the exact layout of this jungle. On the bright side though, you do have company, the pair making sure to include you in their little games and jokes, even if Daisy does have to occasionally pull Katie back from trying to climb a tree. Still, you’re starting to wonder how much longer it can really take, still suspicious over whether this is just a set, when finally you see [[a large ruined building looming at you through the trees|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Temple Start]].

Deciding that your best choice to save the two is to find a vine to lasso them with, not trusting your ability to do it by hand, you tell them, "Okay, I think I’ve got an idea. First I’ll find a vine which all hook around Daisy to help pull her out, then we can both work together to get Katie out as she’s stuck in a much more awkward position", your plans going over well with Daisy but not with her companion. "Super not fair!", groans the sulking Katie, sticking her bottom lip out in an overexaggerated pout, "I’m much better at pulling people out than she is, you can’t leave me here, dragging Katie around on a vine would be way more fun than being stuck!". Ignoring her tantrum and receiving a knowing look from the bunny-girl which you’re glad that her brash friend can’t see, you begin to search for a vine, not having any difficulty in find them in the dense jungle environment. Long, and just a tiny bit slippery in your grasp, you try and figure out just how you’re actually going to lasso the diaper-bunny. Finally, opting to try and throw it in between her arched form, collecting it from the other side, and then working on from there. It’s a bit hard work to do, the vine not a standard throwing implement, and so twisting and turning in flight, but you manage the first part of the task at least. Collecting it on the other side, you throw it back over but this time above her, creating a loop around her waist that you can hopefully use to dislodge your demure friend. All during this Daisy keeps quiet, though Katie is another case, continuing her stream of whining complaints to be let go. Your makeshift lasso complete, you plant your feet firmly on the earthen floor, getting as much purchase as you can in your attempt not to fall into the quicksand too. Well-positioned, at least as far as you can tell, not that it matters as you give yourself enough room to not fall into the quicksand even if you were to trip, you begin your attempt to rescue Daisy from the quicksand. Heaving backwards, you try to remove her with all your might … But something’s off. You can’t place it at first, but the vine seems to almost slither in your hand, odd movement that you can’t place the origin of. Momentarily you consider if it’s just the pull-back from trying to move a person, but when it tightens around your hands and wrists you know that surely not to be the case. Trying to wiggle free to no avail, you realize that whatever the vines really are, they are extremely strong, far too strong to break free of. Worse still, the other end of the vine is untangling itself from around the diapered bunny-girl, instead snaking upwards into the sky. Confused, you can only watch on in disbelief as it begins wrapping the opposite end to what binds you around a branch, coiling around and around as you slowly begin to lose your footing. Hoisted up into the air with absolutely no ceremony, by the time you fully realize what has happened you’re already dangling ten feet above the quicksand pool, squirming in your confused discomfort. It’s not like it hurts, but it’s certainly shocking, and the tight bindings on your wrists don’t feel all too great. Thankfully, you’re not left up there for long, not so thankfully that’s because the vine decides that now is the opportune time to drop you down into the quicksand beside the two girls you were trying to rescue. All three of you letting out loud screams of worry, you land feet first into the quicksand, quickly being [[enveloped up to the waist in the thick yet slightly goopy substance|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Quicksand]].

"Sploosh!", you splash down heavily into the thick gloopy quicksand! Submerged to just below your rear in the murky muck, your arms still bound above you by the vine-like tendril, you now are well and truly stuck. Wriggling slightly, doing your best to move before you no longer can in the quicksand, you rapidly realize that it’s already too late, any hope of dislodging yourself all be lost as you make no progress at all, your inability to use your hands putting a holt to any idea that you could escape. That’s when a voice squeals out from behind you, "It’s worse than I could have though! Not only stinky bunny butt in my face, but $firstName’s bum too! What have I done to have this happen! The only way this could get any badder is if yucky Billy dropped in too!", the bemoaning statements obviously made by Katie, who it seems is now inconveniently behind you, your diapered rear sticking in her face much like Daisy’s is. "Help! Get me out!", you call out to no one in particular, adding when you realize that the cool-headed bunny-girl likely can’t see what’s happening from her bent over position, "The vine still has my hands trapped! I don’t think I could do anything even if someone was trying to help me now". In response, Daisy’s voice chimes up, slightly muffled by her facing in the opposite direction, "It’s okay $firstName. We’ll get out of this soon, especially now that all three of us are trapped. I appreciate you trying to help out, even if the showrunners managed to catch you too. It was very thoughtful. In retrospect, we had a bad experience with the plants earlier, we probably should have thought that the vines might be a trap too. Sorry about that", throwing the additional comment to her panicking and grumbling companion in a soothing yet serious tone, "Katie! It’s rude to complain about peoples bottoms. You should tell $firstName that you’re sorry, <<if $pronoun == 1>>she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they<<elseif $vagina>>she<<elseif $penis>>he<</if>> tried to help us rather than just walking on and trying to win. That’s what a friend would do. And, you know we should be nice to our friends … right?", the diaper-bunny finally putting her proverbial foot down. Realizing that her complaints, humorous as they are, might be taken the wrong way, at least that’s what the sounds she’s making give you the impression of, the brash blonde answers apologetically, "Yes Daisy!", clearly chastised by her friends comment. "You know, I really do like that you came to save us! It was really nice! Plus the way you looped that vine around Daisy was pretty funny. If it had worked I’d have got to see her being pulled through the quicksand by her belly, and I bet she’d have gotten super dirty! But … um … also it was really good of you, and I hope you’re still my friend after the bum comments", Katie states to your back, the intention of her words coming across fine even if you can’t directly see her. Calling out over your shoulder, "It’s okay. You’re welcome. I just hope we get out of this stuff soon", the novelty of being stuck up to the upper thigh in quicksand quickly growing thin. It really has rendered you completely unable to move, absolutely no give in the mixture. The only real positive you can think of, other than that at least you aren’t alone in your predicament, is that no matter how much you try and fidget, you’ve yet to sink any further in. Thinking back to when you arrived on the scene, it didn’t seem like the other two had descended any further in either. Shrugging as much as the vine will let you, as such very little, you pass this off as likely a precaution of the show, the quicksand being controlled to stop anything disastrous from befalling one of their prize little’s. "Gah … this is soooo boring!", groans Katie once more, her boredom palpable at this point, and understandable to you even if you’ve been in the gunk for less than five minutes so far. "We should, like, play a game! How about … hmmm … I’ll comment on how badly Daisy’s butt smells and $firstName has to guess why it does?". What happens next will likely remain a mystery to you, you assume, but with a loud crinkle and a soft thud, you can only suspect one answer to the situation. With Katie’s hands stuck into the quicksand, and the only soft crinkly thing you remember being Daisy’s diaper, with a stifled laugh you guess that as revenge Daisy pressed her diapered bum into her unsuspecting friends face. Given the previous comments by Katie you can’t really blame her. Spluttering, Daisy cries out "Not faaaair! Daisy’s a big bul..!", her words once more cut off by another crinkling thud. Whilst you’re certainly curious what might happen next, nothing else to gather your attention, it’s at this point when a number of men and women in business attire arrive from out of the jungle, walking straight onto the quicksand without any problem. The vine releasing you, it’s only a moment longer before two of the well-dressed helpers begin [[delicately extricating you from the grainy goopy muck|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Fail]].

As you get closer, crumbling pillars and the main bulk of the ruin comes into view, a huge statue of a diaper topping the structure, still in a relatively good state of repair, at least in comparison to its surroundings. The rest of the long-forgotten monument is covered in trailing vines and jungle overgrowth, reclaimed by nature after possibly centuries of being ignored. What’s more, in the distance you spot Billy running through the large squared off entrance archway, the opening atop a flight of worn stone stairs. "I’m going to win this time! Then you’ll all have to be really nice to me, and throw me a party!", the cocksure little shouts over his shoulder as he rushes in ahead of you, seemingly intent on claiming the prize for himself.<<if $nurseryJungleKD>> "We can’t let him win! He’ll be so smug!", cries Katie as she hears this, grabbing your hand as she rushes forward, urging you onward towards the goal. Her companion meanwhile has a slightly different opinion, commenting, "Katie! I want us to win too, but if we rush we might get caught in a trap. We have to be careful. You know Billy, he’ll do something dumb and get stuck. All we have to do is take our time", also being dragged along by her overenthusiastic friend.<</if>> Rushing up the stairs, concerned that Billy might actually be able to beat the adventure before you can, denying you the prize, you start closing the distance, soon approaching the colossal rune covered entryway. Whilst you can’t tell what the symbols mean, you spot a few that look surprisingly like diapers, bottles and other similar objects, the Diapunians seemingly having an interest in such items. Not paying too much attention to it in the hurry you are, you instead keep going, the climb up the stairs having taken longer than you expected, making you stop to catch your breath for a moment. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperTombEmpty.png]]</div> Wandering in, <<if $nurseryJungleKD>>Katie and Daisy both exclaiming, "Wow!", in unison, their jaws slack with wonder, <</if>> you can’t help but be amazed at the cavernous interior before you. The structure seems to be almost entirely one long hallway with lit torches giving off flickering illumination. The immense walls, and even the ceiling, are once more carved with the strange hieroglyphics from the entrance, but that isn’t what really catches your attention. No, on a plinth at the back of the expanse, captured in a ray of sunlight that peeks through the crumbling roof, and backed by a mouldering curtain, is the shiniest diaper you’ve ever seen, even at this distance its golden glimmer visible! Of course, that’s not your first concern. Instead, that’s Billy, already half-way on his way to the prize, a section of the floor behind him gaping open into a pit that you can’t see the contents of from your current angle. Frustrated, you mumble to yourself, "How <<if $nurseryJungleKD>>are we<<else>>am I<</if>> going to win this now. He’s way too far ahead", cautiously progressing a few steps.<<if $nurseryJungleKD>> Hearing your words, and taking heed of your own caution for once, Katie whispers positively, "We can still win! Daisy’s really smart, she’ll figure it out", the diapered bunny-girl actually blushing at the words of confidence for her abilities.<</if>> Examining the floor in front of you, you notice something odd. Whilst the majority of the stone tiles are plain and simple, the section just ahead is much more gaudy, composed of much smaller tiles that when viewed together create a diaper-shaped mosaic. Strange? At the very least it’s enough to slow you down, making you contemplate if it’s some kind of trap, and if so then why it hasn’t been triggered by Billy when he first passed through here. <<if $nurseryJungleKD>>Contemplating what to do next, Daisy taps you on the shoulder, diverting your attention to her, a look of deep thought on her delicate face. "I think I know what this is", she states calmly, pointing towards the floor, "Before even I joined the nursery they had a couple of earlier adventures to test out the idea, and one of them was themed around a Roman bathhouse. Papa Glover let me help him in sorting out the footage a couple of years ago, and they had a trap that looked just like this. If you look at the walls they have what looks like dart tubes, but it’s all fake. The real trap is the floor, which if we stand on it will drop out into a pit filled with diapers. I don’t think many people know about this one, as it was never aired, so I guess they thought to reuse it. It’s still a bit weird though, as all those test adventures were considered too tough by the executives". Taking her advice into consideration, the last observation about the difficulty of the current mission put to the back of your mind for now, you can see what she means, offering a quiet, "Thanks Daisy". Whilst there are the tiny hints of dart tubes, they don’t looks particularly functional, and if they did exist they’d likely be too dangerous to be used. Meanwhile, the floor mosaic has enough room around the outskirts to be avoided, making the idea seem all the more likely. Hearing Katie chirp in, "I say we trust Daisy! She’s super smart … and if we lose we can tease her forever!", seemingly content with either outcome, her joke making you smile as you make up your mind on what to do. Taking a deep breath and hoping the other two are right, you begin [[slowly skirting around the outside of the floor mosaic|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Temple Bypass Trap]].<<else>>Contemplating what to do next, you investigate the area, knowing that you don’t have long to do so. You don’t spot anything more of note about the floor mosaic, other than that it has a space around it on either side, but you do notice one more thing of note. On the walls around the mosaic are tiny incredibly difficult to spot tubes, the purpose of which whilst unknown still makes you gulp nervously. Understanding that you’re running out of time, you figure out that you need to make a move now. Suspecting something suspicious to be associated with this section of the hall, you decide on two main courses of action. Either you could try and go through the section slowly, hoping that by doing so if there is a trap that it’ll activate ahead of you. Or, you could go quickly, hoping that you can be fast enough to rush past the trap if there is one. Those choices in mind, seeing Billy getting ever closer to the prize, you make your choice. Do you: [[Go down the corridor slowly|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Temple Bypass Trap]] [[Rush down the corridor|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Temple Pit Trap]]<</if>>

<<if $nurseryJungleKD>>Following Daisy’s plan, you all begin skirting around the outside of the floor mosaic, being sure not to make contact with the huge diaper image emblazoned upon the floor. It takes you a little longer than the alternative, but if the diaper-bunny’s concerns are right then it’s a much safer choice. That doesn’t stop Katie from grumbling about this, and trying to hasten you all along from her position in the back, but you managed to bypass the section unhindered at the very least. "Now we need to rush!", Katie calls out in a panicked tone as she manages to pass out of the dangerous zone, ushering you forward. But, at least ahead it seems that most of the traps have been already tripped.<<else>>Taking it slowly and cautiously, you begin to tentatively tap your foot on the outskirt of the diaper mosaic, hoping that you can trigger whatever the trap is without being struck with it yourself. Your theory on this is that the tubes could be some kind of dart system, whilst the floor could be their trigger, if you move slowly enough then the darts will trigger ahead of you and miss you entirely. However, whether that’s truly the case or not, you’ll likely find out soon. "Clunk!". Beneath your foot the mosaic tile depresses, causing you to jump back in shock and surprise. Already you’re beginning to suspect that something is not right, a rush of air ahead of you the only real signifier, but by now you’re committed to your current course of actions, knowing that doing anything other than trying to retreat is foolish. It’s all a blur of movement, but your mind can just about process what has happened, the entire giant diaper floor design having dropped away, swinging on a massive hinge in front of you. The pit it opens to being maybe 20 or 30 feet deep. It’s not immediately obvious what is at the bottom of the drop, but with a gasp of shock, you realize that the floor of the space is covered by a sea of diapers. Wrinkling your nose, even from such a distance, <<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>>the scent of used diapers fills your nostrils, overpoweringly strong and all around you<<else>>the scent of baby powder fills your nostrils, overpoweringly strong and all around you<</if>>. <<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>>, especially given their obviously stained nature<</if>>. Given that information, as you make your way around the outskirts of the now open pit you’re glad that you didn’t fall in<<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>>, especially given the diapers obviously stained nature<</if>>. It takes you a little longer than the alternative would have, but at least ahead it seems that most of the traps have been already tripped.<</if>> <<if $nurseryJungleKD>>"Stupid’s! $firstName might seem pretty cool, but this win is for Billy, not you three! I’ll let you come to my pa….aaaaahhh", Billy calls out to you joyously. His grandstanding cut short as his arrogant taunt becomes a scream, a large clanking sound accompanying that as he sinks out of view. Wanting to make sure he’s okay, you call back "Hey, Billy … you alright?", slightly relieved that you’ll still have a chance to win, even if you’re also concerned for Billy too. Worry on her face too, Katie shouts to hit, "Billy … you’re just pranking … right?", her usual attitude towards her rival completely lost as she’s shocked out of it. On the other hand, Daisy instead starts giggling, whispering to the both of you, "Told you so!", with a grin. However, when she notices the slack-jawed expression from her companion in response, Katie seemingly surprised that the usually more polite friend would laugh at such a thing, she adds in a hushed tone, "You know he’s safe Katie. He’s probably fallen into a pit just like this one was. There’s no risk of anyone actually getting hurt, other than his ego maybe. I think it’s okay to feel a little vindicated by all of this". Meanwhile, Billy calls back after a long pause, his tone grumpy, "Yeah … the floor fell out, and I got caught in it. There were no markings like the first one. This was so dumb! But I managed to grab onto the side, so I didn’t fall in". Your current adventuring group moving ahead, it’s only a brief period of travel to catch up to where Billy’s situated, the brash man having tripped every other trap along the way, at least by Daisy’s estimation. Most of them look relatively simple, lots of pits and a few odd vines, though you stifle your own laugh upon seeing what looks like a boulder sized diaper off to one side. As such, it’s only a minute or two later when you arrive at Billy’s pit just before the prized golden diaper, Billy hanging by his fingertips from the edge closest to the end, his face red with embarrassment. The pit itself opens to maybe a 20 or 30 feet deep drop. And, whilst it takes a moment to recognize what’s at the bottom of its depths, with a gasp of shock, you realize that the floor of the space is covered by a sea of diapers. Wrinkling your nose, even from such a distance, <<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>>the scent of used diapers fills your nostrils, overpoweringly strong and all around you<<else>>the scent of baby powder fills your nostrils, overpoweringly strong and all around you<</if>>. <<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>>, especially given their obviously stained nature<</if>>. Given all you know now, you’re glad that you didn’t fall into the one earlier<<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>>, especially given the diapers obviously stained nature<</if>>. "So … you gonna pull me up?", Billy asks quietly, not looking you in the face as you all skirt the edge of the trap, so very close to the goal. Opening your mouth to respond, it’s actually Katie who gets a response in first, stating smugly, "Nope! No, no, nope! We won now, so we don’t have to! You were all mean and stuff, so now we’ll get the prize and not you. So, nuh!", her tongue sticking out bratty-ly for emphasis. Her previous concern seemingly now waned upon having seen that Billy is in fact alright. Daisy on the other hand shrugs and turns to you, "It would probably be nice of us to let him up, but he does have a habit of saying rude things. It’s possible that letting him lose today might teach him a lesson in not insulting people all the time. Honestly, I’m not entirely sure what’s the best course of action. I don’t think we should be mean, but he’d be rescued immediately upon us winning, and the only difference would be he wouldn’t get as big of a reward in the end. I guess it’s up to you $firstName, if that’s okay with you?", squarely putting the decision in your court, Katie unlikely to offer him her aid given the taunting she’s currently engaged in. Looking down at him one more time, Billy still not able to make eye contact with you in his humiliation, you make your decision on what to do next.<<else>>"Stupid! $firstName, you might seem pretty cool, but this win is for Billy! I’ll let you come to my pa….aaaaahhh", Billy calls out to you joyously. His grandstanding cut short as his arrogant taunt becomes a scream, a large and familiar clanking sound accompanying that as he sinks out of view. Wanting to make sure he’s okay, you call back, "Hey, Billy … you alright?", slightly relieved that you’ll still have a chance to win, even if you’re also concerned for Billy too. A long pause later, his tone grumpy, Billy eventually shouts in response, "Yeah … the floor fell out, and I got caught in it. There were no markings like the first one. This was so dumb! But I managed to grab onto the side, so I didn’t fall in". Moving ahead as he speaks, it’s only a brief period of travel to catch up to where Billy’s situated, the brash man having tripped every other trap along the way, at least by your estimation. Most of them look relatively simple, lots of pits and a few odd vines, though you stifle your own laugh upon seeing what looks like a boulder sized diaper off to one side. As such, it’s only a minute or two later when you arrive at Billy’s pit just before the prized golden diaper, Billy hanging by his fingertips from the edge closest to the end, his face red with embarrassment. "So … you gonna pull me up?", Billy asks quietly, not looking you in the face as you all skirt the edge of the trap, so very close to the goal. Seeing you thinking it over, he adds in an even quieter tone, "Please? I really want to win against the other two. They always win at everything, and then they lord it over everyone like they’re princesses or something. If you help me out then I’ll owe you one", the sincerity in his tone evident, as is the hint of sadness underlying what he’s just said. Looking down at him one more time, Billy still not able to make eye contact with you in his humiliation, you rapidly mull over your decision on what to do next. On the one hand you could leave him to his fate, likely rescued in less than a minutes time. Maybe that’d teach him to be less rude and standoffish towards people. Or, you could try and help him, and possibly risk falling into the pit yourself if he tried to do something crazy like pull you in. But, he has offered a reward of some sort, and this does seem really important to him. With all that in mind you make your decision.<</if>> Do you: [[Don’t try to save Billy|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Temple Billy Ignore][$nurseryJungleBilly = false]] [[Try to save Bily|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Temple Billy Save][$nurseryJungleBilly = true]]

Running as fast as you’re able, you begin to cross the threshold of the diaper mosaic, hoping that you can travel at quick enough speed to avoid any traps. Your theory on this is that the tubes could be some kind of dart system, whilst the floor could be their trigger, if you’re moving at a rapid enough rate then maybe you won’t be in their path when they fire. However, whether that’s truly the case or not, you’ll likely find out soon. "Clunk!". Beneath your foot the mosaic tile depresses, though you don’t take too long to think about it, already flying forward at as rapid a pace as you can. Already you’re beginning to suspect that something is not right, a rush of air behind you the only real signifier, but by now you’re committed to your current course of actions, knowing that stopping would probably only make things worse. "Waaaahhh!", you cry out, wind whipping past your face as you lose your footing. tumbling forward. You worry that you’re going to smash your face against the stone tiled floor, bringing your arms up in defence, but for some reason you don’t make contact with the floor as expected. Instead, with a sensation that makes your stomach lurch, you seem to be … dropping? It’s all a blur, but your mind can just about process what has happened, the entire giant diaper floor design having dropped away, swinging on a massive hinge in front of you. The fall is maybe 20 or 30 feet, but it feels much longer, your heart beating frantically in panic as you continue to scream. "Thud!". Landing face first you expect to feel the painful sting of your rapid contact with the bottom of the pit, but instead you land on something softer. Unable to see, your eyes scrunched together, you do notice something odd. Wrinkling your nose, <<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>>the scent of used diapers fills your nostrils, overpoweringly strong and all around you<<else>>the scent of baby powder fills your nostrils, overpoweringly strong and all around you<</if>>. Opening your eyes tentatively, to your shock you realize exactly what you’ve landed on. Indeed, the pit seems to be a giant diaper bin, filled with more diapers than you could possibly image, and that’s not including the ones that are beneath the visible layer, the depth of them currently unknown to you. On the one side it's good that you didn’t fall and hurt yourself, but landing on huge landfill of diaper is still kind of gross<<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>>, especially given their obviously stained nature<</if>>. Shouting out, "Ewwww!", in a reactive shriek, trying to stand up with little success as you’ve yet to find your footing in the sea of discarded diapers, you hear laughter from up ahead. "Stupid $firstName! You seem pretty cool, but this win is for Billy! I’ll let you come to my pa….aaaaahhh", Billy calls out to you joyously, his grandstanding cut short as his arrogant taunt becomes his own scream, the only other hint to what just happened being a large clanking sound, much like when your pit opened up. Wanting to make sure he’s okay, you call back "Hey, Billy … you alright?", partly just wanted to get your mind off of your current situation. It takes a moment, but you do get a response, the brash little’s tone a lot less confident, "… Suppose so … this sucks! I was so close to that awesome diaper and … and then I lost! Whoever did that was so mean! Plus this is really gross!", the annoyance in his voice evident, though not aimed at you as far as you can tell. Talking a little more with him, shouting out of your pit, it seems like Billy has befallen a similar fate to you, having landed in his own diaper discard pile. He’s obviously not happy about losing, but he soon calms down, seemingly glad to have the company. You don’t talk about anything too much, joking more about your current situations with Billy commenting how he went around the outside on the one you fell into, but the one he ended up in this time was less obvious. You even casually begin to ask him about what’s the issue between him and the pigtail twins, but just as you do so you hear movement above. Whilst you’re certainly curious to get the answer, nothing else to gather your attention, you’re also interested in escaping the stinky diaper dump. As such, it’s at this point when a number of men and women in business attire arrive looking over the side, throwing down a rope harness style object which latches onto you like a grabber machine claw, pulling you up with ease. Looking further down the hall as you’re hoisted up, it’s easy to spot Billy being retrieved in a similar manner, both of you [[ready to be taken out of here|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Fail]].

Deciding to ignore Billy’s humiliated plea for help, you turn towards the plinth with the prized golden diaper atop of it. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/GoldenSilkDiaper.png]]</div> Staring at the sparkling and glimmering magnificence that is the focus of your attention, you say over your shoulder at Billy, "Sorry Billy, but <<if $nurseryJungleKD>>Katie, Daisy and me are<<else>>I’m<</if>> going to win this one! It’s been a tough adventure, and I don’t want to risk falling into that pit when I can just beat it right here and now", the cushiony reward captivating you.<<if $nurseryJungleKD>> "Yeah! What <<if $pronoun == 1>>she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they<<elseif $vagina>>she<<elseif $penis>>he<</if>> said!", adds Katie supportively, still sticking her tongue out at Billy. Meanwhile, Daisy is somewhat quiet, her expression slightly torn on what to do, but she seems to be relatively settled on letting things work out without her.<</if>> Billy on the other hand doesn’t seem to be taking your decision well at all, sobbing deafeningly, "You’re just … as mean as … all the rest of them … $firstName!", the sound of him snorting and crying messily momentarily making you reconsider your plans. But, already committed to your imminent victory you hold off on it, unsure if this is all just a ploy to make you feel bad. Stating slightly less confidently, "It’s okay Billy, I’m not trying to bully you. I just really want to win this adventure. Please don’t get upset", wanting to at least make that clear, you begin to inspect the plinth and single step higher dais that holds it, the beam of light coming through the ceiling giving you a much better view than the torchlight had given you when travelling down the rest of the hall. Billy now sniffling much quieter, you walk up to the stone stand that holds the golden diaper, mouth agape at its beautiful design. It’s just so comfy looking, whilst also being stylish at the same time, likely tailor-made by a master of the fashion. Made of a silky golden material, with a paler section with a faint star design on in, you feel a sudden desire to own it. Other than the diaper itself, the plinth holding it is once more covered in hieroglyphic designs, most of which seem to be diaper themed. Whoever the ancient people were who built this place, they obviously sure loved diapers a lot, at least that’s pretty much all you can gather from this.<<if $nurseryJungleKD>> "I think $firstName should be the one to claim it!", Daisy comments, coming up behind you to give you a quick supportive hug, "We’d still be stuck in the quicksand if it wasn’t for <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>him<</if>>, so it only seems fair that <<if $pronoun == 1>>she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they<<elseif $vagina>>she<<elseif $penis>>he<</if>> gets to be the one who gets the glory for actually getting it". Katie, however, is less willing to give up on being the one who actually gets to make the final action of the adventure, making a whining sound like a dog impatiently looking to get a treat. "But Daaaiiisy! I want it!", she groans, quickly changing her tone when she sees the no-nonsense look on her companions face, "Okay, okay, don’t do the demon stare! $firstName can have it!".<</if>> <<if $removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperTombEmpty.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperTomb.png]]</div><</if>> Licking your lips in anticipation, overjoyed to have been so successful on this adventure, you reach out with both your hands. Tentatively getting ready to touch it, still slightly nervous that there may be a trick awaiting you when you do, images from on old adventure movie running through your mind. Regardless though, clamping both hands on the amazingly soft cushiony padding of the golden diaper, you rapidly wrench it back to you, not wanting to give any possible trap the opportunity to separate you from your shimmering prize. "CONGRATULATIONS!", blurts out a loud tinny voice, more light suddenly flooding into the area to frame you<<if $nurseryJungleKD>>, Daisy and Katie <</if>> stood atop of the prize dais. "THE WINNERS OF, THE SECRETS OF DIAPU, ARE; $firstName<<if $nurseryJungleKD>>, Daisy, and Katie<</if>>! BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME; Billy<<if !$nurseryJungleKD>>, Daisy and Katie<</if>>!", celebratory horns and music accompanying this moment, along with party streams falling colourfully down from the ceiling. His sobbing getting louder again, Billy cries, "That was so cruel $firstName! You’re just a big bully!", but you can hardly hear him over the accolades you’re receiving and the victory music. At least one thing that’s going better for him you notice, is that a number of men and women in business attire have surreptitiously arrived, and are now helping hoist him from the edge of the pit, one of them offering him a handkerchief in the process.<<if $nurseryJungleKD>> Katie and Daisy in the meantime are dancing around you happily, cheering in unison, "We did it! We did it!", lost in celebrating the moment.<</if>> Then, all of a sudden, the back tattered curtain swings open from the middle, pulling to the side walls, and in turn revealing a sleek metal double-door. With a hydraulic hiss, and a cascading mist seeping through the opening doors, framed with a bright light beyond, you see the jubilant figure of Papa Glover, [[ushering you over to where he stands|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Temple End]].

<<set $nurseryJungleLost = true>><<if lastVisited("ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Quicksand") is 1>>After being collected with Daisy and Katie from the quicksand pool, you being by far the least dirty of the three of you after your only brief stint submerged with, you’re taken into an area to be cleaned up by the assorted business outfits wearing helpers. Hearing the giggle of Katie and Daisy as they’re washed up in a cubicle next to your own, you ultimately only need your legs wiping down, a minor matter that only takes a couple of minutes and a wet cloth. Coming back out into the starting room now all clean and fresh in comparison to your slightly sandy state previously, you wait around on a comfy swivel seat for Katie and Daisy to emerge. With a great big sigh upon seeing you, Daisy the usually relatively quiet bunny-girl comments, "Despite being only in the stuff up to my knees and elbows, it still managed to get all inside my dress … somehow", Katie’s grin and sudden outburst of whistling telling you that there’s more to this story than just that. But, just as you’re about to ask, Billy too emerges through the door with a sulk on his face. As if pre-empting your questions, he shakes his head with a pout, "I didn’t win, but it’s her stupid fault", a finger firmly directed towards the completely distracted Katie, Daisy too more interested in staring down her overly nonchalant ally. It takes her a moment to realize that the comment was even directed at her, ignoring Billy as she currently is, but eventually she turns with her own pout and exclaims, "How can it be my fault? I didn’t even see you after the start. Now maybe I’m the reason why Daisy failed … and also maybe $firstName … but, I didn’t even see you at all … so there!", her attention now turned completely to her apparent nemesis. As if taking on the challenge, Billy stomps closer, "Did too! You said you were a better climber than me! Well I climbed a bunch of trees to show you how much better I was! Then one of them caught me and dragged me off through this stinky flower patch. I ended up smelling all gross and stuff as a result". Bursting out into laughter, you can see that neither of the blonde duo are particularly sympathetic, though from the scent that’s wafting off of him, Billy smells more like a flowershop, or a particularly girly perfume cabinet, than of anything too bad. Commenting on this yourself to try and calm down the confrontation, you state, "You don’t smell bad Billy, it’s okay. We all lost too", your words not mollifying the sulking little one bit. "It does too! It stinks so bad!", a grimace on his face as he catches a wiff of himself, this too brining Katie and Daisy to another bout of giggles. "But … at least that probably means I win the tree bet", he adds without much thought, stopping Katie in her tracks. "No way! It doesn’t count because … because … cause … I didn’t see it … so there!", she answers with a grin, sure she’s won the bout despite her poor argument being paper thin to everyone around, even Daisy shaking her head dismissively.<<else>>After being collected from the jungle ruins with Billy, you’re taken into an area to be cleaned up by the assorted business outfits wearing helpers, not that you really need to. Hearing the giggle of Katie and Daisy as they’re washed up in a cubicle next to your own, the two apparently having gotten quite dirty from the sound of things, you guess that they managed to lose too. Ultimately, you don’t really need to much work done, only a smattering of dust and cobwebs to deal with, a minor matter that only takes a couple of minutes and a wet cloth, similar to what Billy needs. Coming back out into the starting room now all clean and fresh in comparison to your slightly dusty state previously, you wait around on a comfy swivel seat for the others to emerge. With a great big sigh upon seeing you, Daisy the usually relatively quiet bunny-girl comments, "We got so dirty from that, it was terrible! Despite being only in messy quicksand stuff up to my knees and elbows, it still managed to get all inside my dress!", an emerging Katie and Billy both rolling their eyes at the statement. Just as you’re about to try and calm her down, her more energetic companion steps in, pointing a finger at you accusingly, "I thought you’d help us! We got all stuck an stuff, and it was pretty fun at first … but then it was really boring, and Daisy was complaining and her butt was really big and smelly! Where were you?", no real malice or anger behind the words, but the slightly disheartened blonde looking slightly disappointed by your lack of help. Managing to start saying, "I wasn’t su…", Billy cuts you off, putting himself in front of you in the slowly overboiling argument. "$firstName doesn’t have to save you, you big baby! $firstName and me got to the ruins and it was really cool and stuff. That means that both of us are just way better at it than you. Plus who’d want to go save a pair of gross identical blonde werido’s like you anyway", the brash little smug in his mean comments in your defence. Stepping in herself, Daisy who has been watching the tension rise between the others tries to calm everyone down, chiming in, "Both of you need to stop arguing. $firstName was probably just busy, or couldn’t find a way to help us Katie, it doesn’t mean that <<if $pronoun == 1>>she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they<<elseif $vagina>>she<<elseif $penis>>he<</if>> is not our friend. Equally, Billy, there’s no need for that. You did really well, just don’t be a jerk about it". You hope that this might be enough, but from the way that Katie and Billy are still sizing up against each other you don’t think it was too effective despite her efforts. Suddenly, as if a lightbulb goes off in his head, Billy calms down, smiling smugly, "I suppose … but I guess that also means I win the tree bet", stopping Katie in her tracks immediately as her face turns as red as a strawberry. "No way! It doesn’t count because … because … cause … I didn’t see it … so there!", she answers with a splutter. Finally grinning at the end, sure she’s won the bout despite her poor argument being paper thin to everyone around, even Daisy is shaking her head dismissively, making it clear to everyone but her that she’s lost this one.<</if>> Thankfully, it’s about this time that Papa Glover returns, cutting the tension like a knife through hot butter. With an equally warm and heart melting smile, he begins gathering you around, giving everyone an affectionate pat on the head. "You did very well out there today, and I mean that. All of you tried your best, and I’m so proud of that. This mission was a particularly tough one, and it’s fine that it might take you all a couple of tries to win it. I know that everyone is slightly disappointed about how they did, but that’s what next time is for. At the very least I hope you all enjoyed having a wander around the jungle?". Answering, "Yes Papa!", in unison, all feeling a lot better from just his presence and attempts to comfort the group. "Good! Now, despite not winning, there’s still rewards for all of you. Billy, Katie and Daisy will all get the standard rewards for a failed adventure, which is still a not insubstantial amount of gold stars on their nursery chart. Meanwhile, as $firstName isn’t a permanent resident of the nursery, they’ll instead be getting a bonus on their work shift pay out", he adds, ushering you all back towards the facilities main room. After that, you all say your goodbyes to each other, Papa Glover’s presence meaning that even Billy is cordial in his interactions, albeit the hug he gives you is somewhat brief to say the least. Conversely, Katie and Daisy’s goodbye hug is so long and tight between them, that you seriously consider calling out to Papa Glover for help prying them off, though you get the impression that they’re doing it out of genuine affection for your presence. Steered by Papa Glover as he clearly states it’s almost time for your shift to be over, he takes you over to the talking tree to see how high your ratings were today. Moving up to the cartoonish screen of the tree, you see that the adventure went on for a while and it is indeed almost time for you to leave, your earnings report fully on display. <<set $random = 10>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyle == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyle == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyle >= 1 && $makeupStyle <= 5) || $makeupStyle == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyle >= 6 && $makeupStyle <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<set $earnings += 200>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a $random point rating from – Having an unsuccessful adventure : <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt Bonus for participating in an adventure : G.G.P + 200<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the adventure : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the adventure : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the adventure : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyle != 0>> <<if $makeupStyle == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyle == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyle >= 1 && $makeupStyle <= 5) || $makeupStyle == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyle >= 6 && $makeupStyle <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you say goodbye to Papa Glover, and finally <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Deciding to help Billy after his plea for help, you turn towards the plinth with the prized golden diaper atop of it, hoping this isn’t a trick. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/GoldenSilkDiaper.png]]</div> Staring down at Billy, "Okay Billy, I’ll help you, but <<if $nurseryJungleKD>>all of us<<else>>both of us<</if>> are going to win this one! It’s been a tough adventure, and if you pull me in or do anything else mean like that, then I’m going to really grumpy about it", the cushiony reward still heavily on your mind as you kneel down to be in a good position to pull Billy up.<<if $nurseryJungleKD>> "Yeah! What <<if $pronoun == 1>>she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they<<elseif $vagina>>she<<elseif $penis>>he<</if>> said!", adds Katie supportively, still sticking her tongue out at Billy before realizing exactly what you just said, letting out a confused, "Huh? Wait, what? ". Meanwhile, Daisy is somewhat quiet, her expression slightly torn on what to do, but she seems to be happy with your decision, kneeling down beside you to give you a hand in rescuing Billy. Even Katie joins you in doing so, though you half feel that it’s more because you and Daisy are doing so rather than any real desire to do something beneficial for Billy.<</if>> Billy on the other hand seems pretty unsure what’s happening, saying with a light sniffle, "You’re … you’re helping me? I was worried you’d be like … like all the rest of them … $firstName!", the sound of him lightly snorting back tears making you glad you’re helping him. Who knows, maybe he’ll calm down and be less cocky if you act friendly with him. Stating slightly more confidently, "It’s okay Billy, lets beat this together!", finally hoisting him up to join you<<if $nurseryJungleKD>> and the others with their help<</if>>, you turn to inspect the plinth and single step higher dais that holds it, the beam of light coming through the ceiling giving you a much better view than the torchlight had given you when travelling down the rest of the hall. Billy now slowly stopping his sniffling, you walk up to the stone stand that holds the golden diaper, mouth agape at its beautiful design. It’s just so comfy looking, whilst also being stylish at the same time, likely tailor-made by a master of the fashion. Made of a silky golden material, with a paler section with a faint star design on in, you feel a sudden desire to own it. Other than the diaper itself, the plinth holding it is once more covered in hieroglyphic designs, most of which seem to be diaper themed. Whoever the ancient people were who built this place, they obviously sure loved diapers a lot, at least that’s pretty much all you can gather from this. "Thank you $firstName", Billy says quietly, patting you softly on the back.<<if $nurseryJungleKD>> "And … I suppose I have to say thanks to you two as well Katie and Daisy … but don’t think this makes us friends or anything …", he adds, aimed towards the other two. Though, you get the impression that he’s less antagonistic towards the pair than he was previously, the raw emotion lacking behind his attempt at a witty barb.<</if>><<if $nurseryJungleKD>> "You’re welcome Billy. And, on the topic it hand, I think $firstName should be the one to claim the prize!", Daisy comments, coming up behind you to give you a quick supportive hug, "Me and Daisy would still be stuck in the quicksand if it wasn’t for <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>him<</if>>, and Billy would be stuck in the hole, so it only seems fair that <<if $pronoun == 1>>she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they<<elseif $vagina>>she<<elseif $penis>>he<</if>> gets to be the one who gets the glory for actually getting it". Katie and Billy, however, are less willing to give up on being the one who actually gets to make the final action of the adventure, making a whining sounds like a dog impatiently looking to get a treat. "But Daaaiiisy! I want it! If I get it now then I’ll be able to gloat right to Billy’s face about it! You can’t take that away from me!", Katie groans, quickly changing her tone when she sees the no-nonsense look on her companions face, "Okay, okay, don’t do the demon stare! $firstName can have it!". Billy on the other hand takes slightly more time to agree to that arrangement, commenting, "Can’t we all take it!", getting an appreciative nod from Katie who’s practically salivating over the golden wonder, but he too is unable to stand up to Daisy’s stare, relenting, "Jeez … alright … let $firstName have it then … I didn’t want it anyway", his desire for the golden diaper clearly evident.<<else>> "I think you should have it", Billy comments in little more than a whisper, adding in a slightly pained voice, "I wouldn’t have gotten this last step without you, so I’d be a jerk for not letting you have it … not that I want it anyway", his desire for the golden diaper clearly evident.<</if>> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperTomb.png]]</div> Licking your lips in anticipation, overjoyed to have been so successful on this adventure, you reach out with both your hands. Tentatively getting ready to touch it, still slightly nervous that there may be a trick awaiting you when you do, images from on old adventure movie running through your mind. Regardless though, clamping both hands on the amazingly soft cushiony padding of the golden diaper, you rapidly wrench it back to you, not wanting to give any possible trap the opportunity to separate you from your shimmering prize. "CONGRATULATIONS!", blurts out a loud tinny voice, more light suddenly flooding into the area to frame you, Billy<<if $nurseryJungleKD>>, Daisy and Katie <</if>> stood atop of the prize dais. "THE WINNERS OF, THE SECRETS OF DIAPU, ARE; $firstName<<if $nurseryJungleKD>>Billy, Daisy, and Katie! ALL CONTESTANTS ARE WINNERS!<<else>> and Billy! BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME; Daisy and Katie!<</if>>", celebratory horns and music accompanying this moment, along with party streams falling colourfully down from the ceiling.<<if $nurseryJungleKD>> Katie and Daisy in the meantime are dancing around you happily, cheering in unison, "We did it! We did it!", lost in celebrating the moment. Even Billy is getting infected by their cheerful mood smiling a little at their antics.<</if>> Then, all of a sudden, the back tattered curtain swings open from the middle, pulling to the side walls, and in turn revealing a sleek metal double-door. With a hydraulic hiss, and a cascading mist seeping through the opening doors, framed with a bright light beyond, you see the jubilant figure of Papa Glover, [[ushering you over to where he stands|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Temple End]].

<<addToMidShelf "Nursery jungle trophy">><<addToUnderwear "Fancy Golden Silk Reusable Diaper">><<set $nurseryJungleComplete = true>>After being collected with Billy<<if $nurseryJungleKD>>, Daisy and Katie<</if>> from the end of the jungle ruin, you’re taken into an area to be cleaned up by the assorted business outfits wearing helpers. However, the process is extremely quick, only needing a little dirt and dust cleaned off of you from your trek through the jungle. <<if !$nurseryJungleKD>>You do, however, also hear the giggles of Katie and Daisy being cleaned up too in the cubicle next to yours, though they seem to have been far dirtier if the sounds are anything to go by.<</if>> Coming back out into the starting room now all clean and fresh in comparison to your slightly dusty state previously, you wait around on a comfy swivel seat for the others to emerge. <<if $nurseryJungleKD>>With a big smile upon seeing you, Daisy rushes up and gives you an affectionate hug, "You did amazing out there! It was so much fun going on an adventure with you. I’m sure that they’ll be showing some of those scenes in clips for years on the channel. I think with you along to help I might even be able to keep Katie out of trouble", an emerging Katie rolling her eyes at the statement as she joins the group hug. "You were so cool!", the usually brash girl yawns tiredly, the adventure having taken a lot out of her seemingly.<<else>>With a great big sigh upon seeing you, Daisy the usually relatively quiet bunny-girl comments, "We got so dirty from that, it was terrible! Despite being only in messy quicksand stuff up to my knees and elbows, it still managed to get all inside my dress!", an emerging Katie rolling her eyes at the statement. Just as you’re about to try and calm her down, her more energetic companion steps in, pointing a finger at you accusingly, "I thought you’d help us! We got all stuck an stuff, and it was pretty fun at first … but then it was really boring, and Daisy was complaining and her butt was really big and smelly! Where were you? I guess you were busy winning … hope it was cool", no real malice or anger behind the words, but the slightly disheartened blonde looking slightly disappointed by your lack of help.<</if>> <<if $nurseryJungleBilly>>Next emerges Billy, wandering happily into the main room and giving you a small nod. "You were pretty awesome in there", he comments trying to look cool, though you can tell that he’s a lot more pleased by the situation than he’s letting on.<<else>>Next emerges Billy, though he seems to be holding a grudge still from back in the ruin, pouting with puffed out cheeks before turning so that he doesn’t have to look at you. With a worried rumbling in your stomach, you do feel slightly concerned that he’s going to be antagonistic towards you for a while after this.<</if>> Noticing Billy’s arrival, Katie chirps up with a grin, "Hey Billy! How many trees did you climb?", the sparkle in her eyes making you suspect that she thinks she has this one in the bag. Though, from the small groan that Daisy lets out, you wonder how right she actually is. "A whole bunch! Like … at least ten! When I met those monkey’s I climbed a massive lot of them", he adds without much thought, stopping Katie in her tracks. "No way! No … it doesn’t count because … because … cause … I didn’t see it … so there!", she answers with a grin, sure she’s won the bout despite her poor argument being paper thin to everyone around, even Daisy shaking her head dismissively. On the other hand, Billy seems so sure in his victory on this that he doesn’t even respond, just smiling smugly at Katie. Thankfully, it’s about this time that Papa Glover returns, cutting the tension like a knife through hot butter. With an equally warm and heart melting smile, he begins gathering you around, giving everyone an affectionate pat on the head. "You did brilliantly out there today, and I mean that. All of you tried your best, and I’m so proud of that. This mission was an immensely tough one, too tough in my mind, but <<if $nurseryJungleKD && $nurseryJungleBilly>>you all rose to the challenge<<elseif $nurseryJungleKD>>$firstName, Daisy and Katie did spectacularly<<elseif $nurseryJungleBilly>>$firstName and Billy did spectacularly<<else>>$firstName did spectacularly<</if>>. <<if !$nurseryJungleKD && !$nurseryJungleBilly>>As for the rest of you, don’t worry, I think you did well too. Though, I do possibly think that in the future $firstName might benefit from some lessons in good sportsmanship and teamwork, you’ll make more friends that way<<elseif !$nurseryJungleKD>>As for Katie and Daisy, don’t worry, I’m sure people will still love watching the clip of you both stuck in that quicksand pool, very adorable. I’m sure with a little effort you’ll figure out how to win next time<<elseif !$nurseryJungleBilly>>As for Billy, don’t worry, you did very well too, and I’m sure with a little effort you’ll figure out how to win next time<<else>>I’m just so happy that you all learned to work together, it was very sweet<</if>>. At the very least I hope you all enjoyed having a wander around the jungle?". Answering, "Yes Papa!", in unison, all feeling in high spirits from just his presence and attempts to comfort the group. "Good! Now, we’ve got some rewards to give out<<if !$nurseryJungleBilly || !$nurseryJungleKD>>, and that includes for people who didn’t succeed this time<</if>>. <<if $nurseryJungleKD>>Katie and Daisy will receive the victory trophy, their own golden diapers, and the standard nursery gold stars reward for a successful adventure<<else>>Katie and Daisy will receive the standard rewards for a failed adventure, a not insubstantial amount of gold stars on their nursery chart<</if>>. Meanwhile, Billy will receive <<if $nurseryJungleBilly>>a victory trophy, a copy of the golden diaper, and a substantial amount of nursery gold stars<<else>>the standard reward for a failed adventure, a reasonable amount of gold nursery chart stars<</if>>. As for $firstName, given your non-nursery resident status, you won’t be given our gold stars, but you will get a large amount of facility points instead, along with a victory trophy and being allowed to keep the golden diaper. That was a lot of fun wasn’t it?", he adds, handing out the remaining rewards before ushering you all back towards the facilities main room. After that, you all say your goodbyes to each other, Papa Glover’s presence meaning that even Billy is cordial in his interactions, albeit the hug he gives you is somewhat brief to say the least. Conversely, Katie and Daisy’s goodbye hug is so long and tight between them, that you seriously consider calling out to Papa Glover for help prying them off, though you get the impression that they’re doing it out of genuine affection for your presence. Steered by Papa Glover as he clearly states it’s almost time for your shift to be over, he takes you over to the talking tree to see how high your ratings were today. Moving up to the cartoonish screen of the tree, you see that the adventure went on for a while and it is indeed almost time for you to leave, your earnings report fully on display. <<set $random = 10>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $earnings +=1000>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a $random point rating from – Having an unsuccessful adventure : <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt Bonus for winning an adventure : G.G.P + 1000<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the adventure : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the adventure : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the adventure : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you say goodbye to Papa Glover, and finally <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") == -1>><<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>><<if $metBridget>>Entering the room that the Talking Tree has directed you towards, you see what looks like a decent sized apartment, though one with a few more unusual additions. For example, even from the door you can spot the baby-ish toy print wallpaper in the living room, as well as an adult-sized highchair. Further, standing before you with an expression that can only be referred to as utter glee, is a blonde woman with a slightly broad nose and rosy cheeks, her hair styled into a wonderful braided updo. Wearing a floral summer dress and matching sandals, she looks a very happy person, her cheeks even having the smallest yet still cute dimples. She’s relative tall, possibly 5 ft 8’ at a pinch, though maybe slightly less when you factor in the slight heels on her footwear. Her body on the other hand is just the tiniest bit on the plump side, giving her that extra cheerful spark of warmth. After meeting her previously, you remember her to be Bridget, an enthusiastic fan of the show. "Wow I can’t believe I get to meet you again $firstName! I’m so lucky to get to spend even more time with you … Eeeek!", she squeals joyously, approaching you to give you a tight hug and to pepper you with affectionate kisses, "I got to diaper you, and to feed you, and we played, and it was wonderful! I can’t believe I won a chance to meet you again. We’re going to have even more fun than last time, I just know it". Strangely glad to see her again, and curious what plans she has for you, or if she has any at all, you greet her, "Hi Bridget, it’s good to see you again. I hope you’ve been doing well since last time. Did you have any plans in mind for today?", her grin telling you that she obviously does. "Ooh! Yes! I’m going to change you, and feed you, and who knows what else! I might have done that last time, but it was just so much fun! You’re just the most adorable little ever! But, maybe we can figure something else fun too?", the extra energy she’s gained from her enthusiasm spurring her on to take your hand and lead you deeper into the apartment.<<else>>Entering the room that the Talking Tree has directed you towards, you see what looks like a decent sized apartment, though one with a few more unusual additions. For example, even from the door you can spot the baby-ish toy print wallpaper in the living room, as well as an adult-sized highchair. Further, standing before you with an expression that can only be referred to as utter glee, is a blonde woman with a slightly broad nose and rosy cheeks, her hair styled into a wonderful braided updo. Wearing a floral summer dress and matching sandals, she looks a very happy person, her cheeks even having the smallest yet still cute dimples. She’s relative tall, possibly 5 ft 8’ at a pinch, though maybe slightly less when you factor in the slight heels on her footwear. Her body on the other hand is just the tiniest bit on the plump side, giving her that extra cheerful spark of warmth. "Wow I can’t believe I get to meet you! I watched your introduction to the nursery and it was just so … Eeeek!", she squeals joyously, approaching you to give you a tight hug and to pepper you with affectionate kisses, "And you met with those other littles, and it was just so … so … the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen! I can’t believe I won a chance to meet you. We’re going to have so much fun, I just know it". Pulling back yet still in her grasp, you manage to create enough space to catch a few breaths, not sure exactly how to act in the face of someone so enthusiastic. Deciding to act on the side of politeness given that she is a prize winner, you say with a smile, "Hi, it’s nice to meet you. I’m $firstName, and I’m told that for the next couple of hours you’re my caretaker". Her grip getting tighter once more in her excitement, it takes her a moment but she seems to finally realize that she might be going a little over the top. Releasing you, albeit not without giving you another couple of cheek and forehead kisses, she nods animatedly, "Yes, yes, that’s what I won! Isn’t it great! Oh … I forgot to introduce myself. Oops! I’m Bridget, it’s nice to meet you too, really nice!" Curious what plans she has for you, or if she has any at all, you decide to prompt her a little, her starstruck expression making you want to help her at least a little. So, asking, "Hello Bridget! So, is there anything you want to do specifically", you realize from her immediate increased tempo nodding that maybe encouraging her wasn’t the best decision. "Ooh! Yes! I’m going to change you, and feed you, and who knows what else! This is going to be so much fun for both of us. You’re just the most adorable little ever!", the extra energy she’s gained from her enthusiasm spurring her on to take your hand and lead you deeper into the apartment.<</if>> Answering, "Okay", in a little voice, realizing that you’re being walked over to a changing table with some speed. Bridget, however, doesn’t seem to want to waste any time, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>helping you out of your $currentClothing rapidly, before helping hoist you up onto the table itself<<else>>helping hoist you up onto the table<</if>>. The plastic-y material that coats the changing table is a little cold against your back, but she gives you a quick back rub to warm you up, one-handedly getting all the materials ready that she’ll need. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>In the end it doesn’t take long for her to switch out your $currentUnderwear for a fresh new one, remembering to powder and wipe you diligently as she does. <<if ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCounter >= 1) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCounter >= 1)>><<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>>Whilst you’re embarrassed over her spotting the state of your used diaper, she’s doesn’t say anything about it. Though, you’re sure from the smirk she gives upon seeing it during the changing that she has noticed it, likely being amused by the situation but not wanting to be rude and comment on it as she removes it. <</if>><<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>In the end, it doesn’t take her long to change you into a new fresh plain white reusable cotton diaper. She’s polite as she does, gently putting your $currentUnderwear to one side, making sure that they’re properly cared for so that you can take them with you later, but you do notice her grinning happily the who time. As for the diapering itself, she’s quick and pleasant with it, remembering to powder and wipe you diligently as she does.<<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>><<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">>In the end, it doesn’t take her long to change you into a new fresh plain white reusable cotton diaper. She’s very polite as she does, not even commenting on your complete lack of underwear, though she does give you a knowing grin in response that makes you blush. As for the diapering itself, she’s quick and pleasant with it, remembering to powder and wipe you diligently as she does.<</if>> Now naked except for your $currentUnderwear, the tall young woman helps you down from the changing table<<if $breastSize >0>>, your <<checkBreast>> boobs on full display as she does<</if>>. Pouting a little in embarrassment, Bridget informs you that your pout is adorable, but you’ve got way too many fun activities to pack in before her times up, shepherding you over to the huge highchair in the apartment’s open kitchen. Just as she previously mentioned, Bridget helps you up into the chair before clicking down the tray to seal you in place, taking out a large supply of babies bottle full of milk from the fridge. At first you wonder if she’s joking with the amount of milk in front of you, but from the humongous smile on her face you’re soon left nervously believing that she is indeed serious about this. And so, she feeds you the first bottle, going relatively fast with it, but still taking time to burp you and to give you breathing room. But, a couple of bottles later you’re not as upbeat, the increasing weight in your stomach making you feel bloated and heavy. Nonetheless, that doesn’t stop her from feeding you a full five bottles in total, the last one practically forced down your neck as you groan and moan uncomfortably, a pouty sulk on your milk-splattered face. <<if ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay)>> Just when you think it can’t get any worse, the rumbling starts, your stomach reacting to its immense new contents. Standing even closer than she was before, Bridget just watches on intently, her hands clasped together in front of her face as she gets increasingly excited about what she thinks she’s about to see. You try to resist the building pressure, but it’s all too much for you <<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>>your bladder and bowels giving way, causing you to fill your $currentUnderwear with large quantities of warm pee and poop<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>>your bowels giving way, causing you to fill your $currentUnderwear with large quantities of warm poop<<else>><<diaperWetAccident>>your bladder giving way, causing you to fill your $currentUnderwear with large quantities of warm pee<</if>>. You think that maybe now she’ll change you again, but such hopes are soon dashed as she just begins bottle feeding you again, possibly hoping for another stinky encore performance.<</if>> Eventually Bridget relents letting you out of the highchair so that you can play with toys for a while. It’s actually pretty fun, and Bridget is rather enjoyable to be around when she’s not being so intense and going overboard like with the milk. She chats with you, telling you lots of nice compliments, and mentioning how many people are happy to see you in the nursery. Apparently you’re already gathering a fanbase. She also lets slip that she’s actually quite rich, and that she might just have a habit of buying up lots of the raffle tickets every week, meaning that these sorts of visits are actually pretty frequent for her, but she frames this in the point that she’ll hopefully see you again as a result. However, before long it’s time for her to leave, Bridget giving you a warm goodbye hug and getting a photo of you together before her time is up. <<set $metBridget = true>><<include [[ABDL Job Minor Random End]]>>

"Eurgh! You two losers are doing this one<<if $nurseryJungleLost>>, again<</if>> too! That’s so lame! Bet this means I’ll have to put up with you stinking the place up whilst I try and win", groans the new person mockingly, adding in a slightly nicer voice, "Hey, <<if !$nurseryJungleLost>>who’s the new one? And why are they hanging out with you<<else>>$firstName. Why are you hanging out with those dorks<</if>>". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/BillyFull.png]]</div> Twisting your head to get a good look at him, you take in the sight of the new arrival. The new guy, standing at a rather daunting six and a half feet in height, almost looks the exact opposite of anything you’d expect to see in the nursery. Muscular, and with a rather chiselled chin, he’s handsome in a cocky masculine sort of way. His short blonde hair kind of messily spiked up whilst he wears a space themed romper that barely helps hide a diaper, you get the impression that he’s somewhat of a brat, especially when you realize that he’s sticking his tongue out at Katie and Daisy. Meanwhile, in response, Katie is returning the favour by sticking her own tongue out at him, whereas Daisy instead wrinkles her nose before saying, "Hello Billy. It’s so good to see you too. <<if !$nurseryJungleLost>>This is $firstName, and <<if $pronoun == 1>>she’s<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he’s<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they’re<<elseif $vagina>>she’s<<elseif $penis>>he’s<</if>> quite new around here, we’re just being friendly to <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>him<</if>> as <<if $pronoun == 1>>she’s<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he’s<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they’re<<elseif $vagina>>she’s<<elseif $penis>>he’s<</if>> just getting started<<else>>You know $firstName, <<if $pronoun == 1>>she’s<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he’s<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they’re<<elseif $vagina>>she’s<<elseif $penis>>he’s<</if>> quite new around here, we’re just being friendly to <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>him<</if>> as <<if $pronoun == 1>>she’s<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he’s<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they’re<<elseif $vagina>>she’s<<elseif $penis>>he’s<</if>> just getting started no need to get your diaper in a twist over it<</if>>". Katie chiming in right afterwards, "Also $firstName is our friend because we aren’t big gross dumb meanies like you! Nyeh!", going back to sticking her tongue back out as soon as she’s finished. Finally giving you his attention, Billy confidently smiles your way, "Hey $firstName nice to meet you<<if $nurseryJungleLost>> again<</if>>. I’m the cool one around here, so if you want to have some real fun you should hang out with me rather than the creepy twins over there. I hear they’re so attached they even share diapers!", the blonde bunny-girl having to hold back her brash companion over the last comment. You’re half worried that things are going to become heated for a second, but it’s at this time that through a big metal door in the side, complete with whooshing noises and rolling smoke, appears Papa Glover wearing an old explorers pith helmet. Amusingly, he’s still wearing his normal suit, so the large jungle helmet stands out all the more against his attire. Though, at least he’s trying you smile to yourself. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/GloverLarge.png]]</div> "Greetings adventurers!", the older gentleman calls out theatrically with his arms spread wide, "And welcome to another Little Land Nursery Adventure! Today we’re all going to investigate the, ‘Search for the Secrets of Diapu’. Indeed, you my diapered explorers will be delving deep into the unknown as you push through the jungles of deepest Diapu, trying to find the lost treasure of the ancient and elusive Diapunian people. But along the way there will surely be many traps, trials and tribulations, for the jungles of Diapu are as perilous as they are mysterious". Moving over to the central map, he begins to press buttons until a large 3-d model of the jungle appears, turning around to face you all with it silhouetted behind him. "Katie, Daisy, Billy, and our newcomer $firstName are here today to take on this task. As you can all see from the map behind me you’ll need to follow one of the routes through the jungle to arrive at the ancient ruins of the Diapunian’s, inside of which you’ll find the treasure. It’s that simple. So, is everyone excited?", Papa asks with an effusive grin, some of his current gusto likely an on-screen personality, though you’ve yet to notice a camera. "Yes!", squeal the other three in unison, their previous squabbles left behind in the wake of their current enthusiasm for the upcoming adventure. "Well that’s not all", the suited gentleman continues, "Because we’ve got special new outfits for our little explorers today, made by a friend of the channel. Your choices are between an adorable short safari dress, or a tough and handy utility onesie. I think I know already what my Sun-Beam, Princess and Slugger are going to choose …", to which he’s interrupted by a chorus of cheers from the other three nursery inhabitants. Behind him the 3-d display changing into a holographic representation of the two outfits as he's talking. <<if $mobileView>> <<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/AdventureBabyDress.png]][img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/AdventureOnesie.png]]</div><</if>>"Dress, dress, dress!", "Onesie! Duh!", "Dress please!", their enthusiastic interruption waved off by the amused older businessman. "… but, I think we still need to find out which my <<if $femininity <0>>Sport<<else>>Pumpkin<</if>> wants to wear. So what do you say $firstName? Would you like the dress or the onesie?", Papa Glover finishes saying, watching you with a warm smile. <<if !$nurseryJungleLost>>Do you: [[Pick the adventurer dress|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Dress]]. [[Pick the adventurer onesie|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Onesie]]<<else>>Going with the same choice as last time, [[you pick your selection|ABDL Job Jungle Adventure Previously Lost]].<</if>>

Approaching Allie, you spot her smile grow wide in response. Waving at you enthusiastically, though with a slightly shy look on her furry face as she’s drawing some attention from those passing by, you make your way closer. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AllieSmall.png]]</div>Taking in her appearance again, you look on at Allie, a furry wolf girl, complete with ears, tail and snout. Her hair and back fur being a mix between a purple and pink colour, whilst most of her front is a dazzling white fur instead, her nose fur also standing out in that adorable pinky-purple tone. Meanwhile, her ears and the tips of her hands are instead a muted green colour. Collared with a thick and obvious leather band, and wearing a short skirted traditional black maids dress, you might consider her the height of femininity, cute freckles framing her cheeks. However, beneath her remarkably high skirt you can spot <<if $abdlPlay>>a thick black padded diaper with white frills<<else>>a pair of black panties with white frills<</if>>, a tell-tale small bulge at the front hinting that she might not be as completely female as you first suspected. <<if $cumPlay>>She’s also very obviously splattered in many loads of cum, her tail, hands and down her thighs, all having a slightly sticky looking wet sheen to them.<</if>> "Thank you for coming to visit me $firstName, I’ve got so many things to tell you. I’ve been really trying to think up all the best advice I could since we last talked. The facility trainers have had me … busy, but I think I’ve got some really good stories I can go over from the time being with my Master and Mistress, and they should help give you a much better idea of what to expect. We could also do some tasks for the facility if you have the time", Allie greets you in her shy yet contented voice. Getting just a hint closer, she adds slightly more quietly, "But, if you’d like to do something else, then you could pet me maybe? Or, I could pet you instead? Just on the head and the back, nothing … like that. Hugs make people feel better, and I bet you can use one". Do you: <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to pet Allie at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>>[[Offer to pet Allie|Fetish Hub Pet Allie][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($submission >= -97){$submission -= 3;}else{$submission = -100;}; if($allieRelationship<98){$allieRelationship += 3;}else{$allieRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>> <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to let Allie pet you at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>>[[Offer to let Allie pet you|Fetish Hub Get Pet By Allie][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($submission <= 97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;}; if($allieRelationship<98){$allieRelationship += 3;}else{$allieRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>> <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Allie at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>>[[Offer to hang out with Allie|Fetish Hub Hang Out With Allie][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($allieRelationship<99){$allieRelationship += 2;}else{$allieRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>><<if !$allieFirstQuestStarted>> [[Ask Allie about the facility tasks she mentioned|Fetish Hub Allie Quest 1 Start][$allieFirstQuestStarted = true; $allieFirstQuestState = 0]]<</if>><<if $allieFirstQuestStarted && !$allieFirstQuestComplete && $actionAmountCurrent < $actionLimit >> [[Volunteer to wear the ‘free spankings’ sign|Fetish Hub Allie Quest 1 Main][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $allieFirstQuestState += 1; if($submission<=97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;};]]<<elseif $allieFirstQuestStarted && !$allieFirstQuestComplete>> You’re currently too tired to put up with volunteering to be spanked at the moment, maybe if some time passed you’d be ready to try again?<</if>> [[Ask Allie about what her home is like|Fetish Hub Allie Ask Home]] [[Ask Allie about what her daily life normally is like|Fetish Hub Allie Ask Life]] [[Finish spending time with Allie|Fetish Hub]]

<<set $metAllie = true>>As you pass through the fetish hub, your suddenly stopped as a nervous yet feminine voice meekly calls out to you, "Hi … um, hello. I’m sorry to … to bother you <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>there<<elseif $vagina>>miss<<elseif $penis>>sir<</if>>, but are you $firstName $secondName?". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AllieLarge.png]]</div>Turning to look at them, you notice the figure to some surprise is a furry wolf girl, complete with ears, tail and snout. With her hair and back fur being a mix between a purple and pink colour, whilst most of her front is a dazzling white fur instead. Except, that is, for her nose which remains that adorable pinky-purple, and her ears and the tips of her hands which are instead a muted green colour. Collared with a thick and obvious leather band, and wearing a short skirted traditional black maids dress, you might consider her the height of femininity, cute freckles framing her cheeks. However, beneath her remarkably high skirt you catch sight of <<if $abdlPlay>>a thick black padded diaper with white frills<<else>>a pair of black panties with white frills<</if>> a tell-tale small bulge at the front hinting that she might not be as completely female as you first suspected. <<if $cumPlay>>She’s also very obviously splattered in many loads of cum, her tail, hands and down her thighs, all having a slightly sticky looking wet sheen to them.<</if>> Curious, but still suspicious of someone asking about you, you tentatively answer, "Yes, that’s me? Who are you? And, is there something you wanted?", trying to keep your tone even as to not frighten the already anxious seeming wolf-gurl. "Oh, good. Well, um, how to explain … oooh, I didn’t really think this part through … um, hi I’m Allie. I’ve been sent to find you by the administrative staff of the facility. They have a program where … ex-trainee’s … repurposed graduates, can be returned to the center for ‘top-up’ training. My Master and Mistress sent me back, and … um … the staff have tasked me as part of this with helping to accustom you to being repurposed. I hope that’s okay? I’m just here to talk to you, and that kind of thing … nothing … you know, mean or anything", the pinky-purple wolf-maid explains, obviously having a hard time around finding the right words for the situation. "Okay", you respond in turn, not sure what to make of the new turn of events, but unable to think of anything more pertinent to say. Thankfully, Aliie takes this as agreement, her snouted face lighting up with glee, "That’s really good, you won’t regret it. If you … want to talk or anything, then I’ll be around here most days. They have me … doing other things in between, but in most of the break periods I’m left to wander around this floor. I hope you’ll come and visit me soon", taking her leave with a jovial wave. Confused, but not sensing any malice from the furry sissy wolf-maid, you make a mental note that she’ll be around the fetish floor of the facility if you want to talk to her again. The confrontation now at an end, you carry on wandering around the huge fetish-themed atrium.

Deciding that you’d like to take Allie up on her offer to pet her, you tell her, "Hey Allie. You mentioned earlier that I could pet you if I wanted, so that’s what I’m going to do", your confident and assertive tone bringing a faint blush to Allie’s furry smiling face. "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>$firstName<<elseif $vagina>>miss<<elseif $penis>>sir<</if>>", she responds demurely, letting you escort her over to a bench that’s slightly more out of the way, set up in front of a rather lewd looking water fountain. As you walk, it’s obvious that she’s excited about your proposal, her fluffy<<if $cumPlay>> and cum-soaked<</if>> tail wagging merrily behind her, though you’re not sure if even she’s noticed this factor, so focused on you is her attention. Telling her, "Sit down on the bench Allie", you quickly take up a position sat beside her, the sissy wolf-maid, half-cuddling up to you without you needing to ask her to. And so, taking your left arm, bringing it across slightly behind her so that she’s both pulled further into the crook of your armpit whilst also giving you access to pet her head better. Now comfortably situated, that’s exactly what you do, beginning to run your hand across the hair atop her head. It’s <<if $cumPlay>>rather sticky, the cum soaked fur clinging to your touch wetly. It’s kind of gross honestly, and the more you stroke her the more you end up matting her fur with it, but she seems to enjoy the action nevertheless<<else>>smooth and well-kept, likely a result of being a maid slave that she has to keep herself so pristine. It feels nice to the touch though, and the more you stroke her the more luxurious it seems, what tiny knots that were there being worked out by your careful finger-combing<</if>>. All the while, Allie herself just seems to be in heaven, murmuring happily into your side as you go about your task, more than content to be a passive partner in these proceedings. Eventually deciding you want to change your angle of attack, you tap a half-asleep Allie on the shoulder, getting a yawned response from your efforts. "Is it over <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>$firstName<<elseif $vagina>>miss<<elseif $penis>>sir<</if>> … thank you for petting me", her words tinged with disappointment that it might already be coming to an end, however, when you shake your head her eyes light up, "So we’re doing more pettings! Thank you $firstName. More pets please!". Manoeuvring her to a position where she’s now sitting on your lap, her head warmly lolling into your opposite shoulder this time, you begin playing the fluffiest part of Allie by far, the wolf-girl’s tail. As she’s already bending forward to rest into you, her tail pokes out invitingly already, making it very simple for you to run your hand up and down her furry tail with ease. Once again, it’s rather <<if $cumPlay>>cum-covered, sticky with gobs of the white substance coming away onto your hand, so much so that you wonder how she found enough men to cover her so completely<<else>>wonderful, so incredibly silky smooth and soft to your touch<</if>>. But, it does have somewhat of an effect on her, the moans of relaxation coming from her telling you all you need to know. This goes on for a while, the incredibly relaxed wolf-girl practically purring, and at one point letting out a small whimpering howl, her leg twitching in time with it. Still, you can’t continue doing this forever, whatever Allie thinks, and so have to ultimately put the petting session to an end. As you expected, Allie pouts at your choice, though she does make sure to thank you again too, doing her best to charm you to come back later. "That felt really good $firstName, like getting a massage. It made me feel all weightless and papered. Thank you for petting me. You … you can do it again … if you want I mean, I’m always happy for you to come and … you know, pet me", she says, pacing her foot back and forth as she looks down at the floor, avoiding looking you in the eye in a way that makes you suspect that she’s blushing under her fur. The petting session now at an end, leaving you feeling much more confident and dominant than previously, [[you return to talking with Allie|Fetish Hub Spend Time With Allie]].

Deciding that you’d like to take Allie up on her offer for her to pet you, you ask her, "Hey Allie. You mentioned earlier that I could get pet by you if I wanted. So, would that be okay?", your nervousness over asking for something so embarrassing also bringing what you suspect to be a faint blush to Allie’s furry smiling face. "Okay, <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>$firstName<<elseif $vagina>>miss<<elseif $penis>>sir<</if>>, if that’s what you’d like me to do", she responds demurely, placing a hand on the small of your back so that she can guide you. Escorting you over to a bench that’s slightly more out of the way, set up in front of a rather lewd looking water fountain, you get the impression that she wants to find somewhere a little less busy for the petting session. As you walk, it’s obvious that she’s also anxious about your proposal, her fluffy<<if $cumPlay>> and cum-soaked<</if>> tail swaying lightly as it hangs down behind her. Telling you to, "Please sit down on the bench, $firstName", she quickly takes up a position sat beside you, the sissy wolf-maid, pulling you gently into a half-cuddle up to her side. Going from that, she takes her left arm, bringing it across slightly behind your back in a way that guides you further into the crook of her armpit whilst also giving her access to pet her head better. Now comfortably situated together, she begins to do exactly that, running her hand across the hair atop you head. It’s nice, <<if $cumPlay>>though weirdly sticky, Allie’s hands being quite cum covered like the rest of her, which she in turn ends up rubbing into your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair<<else>>Allie’s furry fingers running through your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair is all extremely relaxing, the act putting you half to sleep<</if>>. Meanwhile, Allie herself also seems to be happy with her part in the petting, her eyelids drooping sleepily as she murmurs happily into the top of your head. Eventually deciding to change her angle of attack, she taps you on the shoulder, rousing you from your distracted slumber. "Um, <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>$firstName<<elseif $vagina>>miss<<elseif $penis>>sir<</if>>. Can you please get up for just a second, I want to start petting slightly differently if that’s okay", she says, receiving a sleepy groan in response for her efforts. Manoeuvring you to a position where you’re now sitting on her lap, your head warmly lolling into her opposite shoulder this time, she begins rubbing your back. As you’re already bending forward to rest into you, your <<checkAss>> rear sticking out to passers-by, it’s simple for her to run her fingers down your spine. Once again, it’s rather <<if $cumPlay>>sticky, gobs of the wet white semen coming away off of her hands, so much so that you wonder how her hands can still remain so cum drenched after petting you for so long<<else>>wonderful, so incredibly pleasant and relaxing<</if>>. But, it does have somewhat of an effect on her too, the tell-tale murmurs as she sympathetically begins becoming drowsy too. This goes on for a while, the skilled hands of the wolf-girl practically making you melt in her grasp. Still, neither of you can’t continue doing this forever, whatever Allie might want, and so you both have to ultimately put the petting session to an end. As expected, Allie seems like she’d be happy to continue for hours more, though she does make sure to thank you, doing her best to charm you to come back later. "That was really nice $firstName. You seemed so happy. It made me feel really good to help you get so relaxed. Thank you for letting me pet you. We … we can do it again … if you want I mean, I’m always happy for you to come and … you know, get petted by me", she says, pacing her foot back and forth as she looks down at the floor, avoiding looking you in the eye in a way that makes you suspect that she’s blushing under her fur. The petting session now at an end, leaving you feeling much more demure and submissive than previously, [[you return to talking with Allie|Fetish Hub Spend Time With Allie]].

Thinking things over, you wonder if maybe Anna could employ you in the salon. Afterall, maybe even if you were just sweeping up cut hair, it might be a better option than what else’s available to you, and you’d get to spend more time hanging out with the timid brunette. Shrugging internally that at the very least there’s no harm in asking, you compose your thoughts about what you’re going to say. After getting your argument in order, you gulp down a deep breath of air before taking the plunge, asking her <<if $submission >= 0>>nervously<<else>>confidently<</if>>, "Hey. I know this is kind of out of the blue. But, you said your master put you in charge of this place right? If that’s the case, then could you employ me to? You wouldn’t need to pay me too much, and I can make myself useful. Maybe I could even do some of the talking to customers for you, if you’re not feeling up to it a mean", your eyes locked on the woman who could soon be your boss. "P…p…p…pamphlet’s…?", she anxiously in turn, holding out one of the laminated hairstyle aids that she has for customers to pick out what they’d like their hair to look. "No … I’m okay. I was wondering about the possibility of a job?", you calmly state, your hands extended out before you as if attempting to calm a spooked horse. Relaxing a little, but still obviously uncomfortable with the conversation, Anna scrunches her face up in turn, trying to find the right words to say. "Well … you see <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, hiring is … complicated … and a lot of pressure. Master does … he does say that I can run this business how I want. But, erm, I still have to run it to make a … a profit. I … I already do all the hair cutting and … and also the styling. Maybe if you could do makeup? I’m not really good at that. I mean, at makeup. Are you … you good at makeup? I’d need a … to see a certificate though … we’re only allowed to hire beauticians who are certified by the Beauty Goo Corporation … I’m really sorry. Please don’t hate me! That’s one of the rules my Master gave me …", she explains in a rambling manner, barely able to keep on her feet with the sheer amount of shaking she’s built up by the end of her statement. Of course, you don’t have that certification, and it doesn’t seem like something the nervous latex-clad hairdresser is going to budge on. Despite being very submissive, she doesn’t seem willing to go against orders her Master, Mr Qwick, has given her. Knowing this, you respond slightly disheartened, "Sorry for putting you on the spot Anna. I don’t have a certification, but if I ever do I’ll come back and talk to you again", to which she once more slowly clams down back to her normal meek self. Disappointed, [[you go back to talking with Anna|Salon]].

Thinking things over, you wonder if maybe Anna could employ you in the salon. Afterall, maybe even if you were just sweeping up cut hair, it might be a better option than what else’s available to you, and you’d get to spend more time hanging out with the timid brunette. Shrugging internally that at the very least there’s no harm in asking, you compose your thoughts about what you’re going to say. After getting your argument in order, you gulp down a deep breath of air before taking the plunge, asking her <<if $submission >= 0>>nervously<<else>>confidently<</if>>, "Hey. I know this is kind of out of the blue. But, you said your master put you in charge of this place right? If that’s the case, then could you employ me to? You wouldn’t need to pay me too much, and I can make myself useful. Maybe I could even do some of the talking to customers for you, if you’re not feeling up to it a mean", your eyes locked on the woman who could soon be your boss. "P…p…p…pamphlet’s…?", she anxiously in turn, holding out one of the laminated hairstyle aids that she has for customers to pick out what they’d like their hair to look. "No … I’m okay. I was wondering about the possibility of a job?", you calmly state, your hands extended out before you as if attempting to calm a spooked horse. Relaxing a little, but still obviously uncomfortable with the conversation, Anna scrunches her face up in turn, trying to find the right words to say. "Well … you see <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, hiring is … complicated … and a lot of pressure. Master does … he does say that I can run this business how I want. But, erm, I still have to run it to make a … a profit. I … I already do all the hair cutting and … and also the styling. Maybe if you could do makeup? I’m not really good at that. I mean, at makeup. Are you … you good at makeup? I’d need a … to see a certificate though … we’re only allowed to hire beauticians who are certified by the Beauty Goo Corporation … I’m really sorry. Please don’t hate me! That’s one of the rules my Master gave me …", she explains in a rambling manner, barely able to keep on her feet with the sheer amount of shaking she’s built up by the end of her statement. Of course, you thankfully do have that certification, as it seems like something the nervous latex-clad hairdresser wouldn’t be willing to otherwise budge on. Despite being very submissive, you’re pretty sure that if her Master, Mr Qwick, has given her such an order, then she’ll likely stick to it whatever the scenario. So, retrieving the certificate you show it to Anna, answering, "That’s great to hear Anna, I’ve got certification from the Beauty Goo Corporation already. You can see it here. If you’re willing, then I’d be happy to come and work as a beautician at your salon", bringing a surprised expression to her face, though it does also seem to slowly clam her back down to her normal meek self. "Then I … welcome aboard <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> … $firstName. Sorry, this is going to take getting used to … I’m not used to … to being in charge. I’ll contact the facilities AI, Alice, and tell her that I’ve hired you. I’m not sure how much I can pay you sadly, but I’ll try to put together a reasonable pay-packet. I’ll also … also ask Master if he can put out the word through his advertisers that the salon now offers beautician services. I … I look forward to working with you", the submissive brunette continues, offering you a meek yet warm smile. Deciding that she’s likely had enough pressure on her for the day, you say, "Thank you Anna. Hopefully we’ll be able to work together soon", putting the conversation to an end. Excited, [[you go back to talking with Anna|Salon]].

After ripping away the brown parcel paper its contents are revealed. It seems that Anna, or her Master at least, has purchased for you an extensive makeup kit for your job, complete with every professional tool you could image. There are even nailcare supplies and a spray-paint gun for doing body painting, though you think that Anna might normally deal with those. Moreover, it’s all just so sleek and shiny, every single makeup applicator looking stylish and expensive. You do have to fill the kit up with Beauty Synth Goo, though there’s a bottle of it provided, so the task is simple. You spend the first hour or so becoming accustomed to the feel of all your new professional makeup tools, drawing on your hand and arm to see exactly how they function. Happy to find them all simple to use, not any different or more complex than the makeup supplies you’ve used before, you start to wait around for your first customer, occasionally making simple small talk with Anna, though she seems more content to just listen. The salon isn’t the busiest business you’ve ever seen, but you get a few customers who are in need of a makeover. It’s hard to place exactly what the main clientele of your services are going to be, some of those coming in being executives who need a quick touch-up during their busy schedules, others being slave-girls brought in by their owners to have them ‘slutted-up’. You even get a repurposed trainee program member who wants you to do some ornate butterfly like face paint on her for her stripper job. It’s a strange group of people, but it’s fun to work on them, even the executives treating you pleasantly as you chat about little of importance, your position as a skilled worker apparently elevating you above the usual haughty sneers.

Near the end of your shift, a pair of obvious slave-girls arrive, wearing nothing put a pair of tiny gossamer slips and black leather collars around their necks. Slaves coming in, either by instruction of their owners or on their own, isn’t particularly remarkable, however, what makes this stand out is that the two girls look identical. With each having excessively long <<set _appearanceRandom = random(1,3)>><<if _appearanceRandom == 1>>bright ginger hair that almost reaches the floor, tied off with blue ribbons, two sets of gleaming green eyes, and two faces covered in identical freckle patterns<<elseif _appearanceRandom == 2>>platinum blonde hair that almost reaches the floor, tied off with pink ribbons, two sets of brilliant blue eyes, and two sets of dimpled cheeks<<elseif _appearanceRandom == 3>>midnight black hair that almost reaches the floor, tied off with green ribbons, two sets of dreamy hazel eyes, and two faces with beautifully long natural fluttering eyelashes<</if>>, it’s honestly shocking just how identical they are. Sitting down, they explain that there owner has given them leave to shop and wander around whilst he’s working, so they want to get makeovers as a surprise. Their requests are largely standard, though you can’t help but be amused that they want one complicated mascara winged pattern each, but on the opposite side to the other, the two girls explaining that’ll it’ll look great when they’re standing either side of their owner. You chat a bit more, finding out that they seem to be very happy with their slave-lives, their dominant treating them more like favoured daughters than actual slaves. Though, they do also mention that whilst already identical twins, upon being bought they had minor cosmetic modifications done to make their features truly indistinguishable.

<<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $makeupStyleJobCheck = $makeupStyle>><<if $sweat>><<set $sweatJobCheck = true>><<else>><<set $sweatJobCheck = false>><</if>>Travelling through the facility, you arrive at the listed destination, entering into what looks like a well-stocked beauty salon. Hair dressers chairs sit in front of a row of mirrors, sinks built into the wall to aid in hair care treatments. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AnnaLarge.png]]</div> A petite woman, in a latex body suit covering everything bellow the neck, stands by one of the chairs. With long silken chestnut hair flowing straight down her back, and a pair of expressive hazel eyes, you could certainly describe her as beautiful, though from the meek stance she takes you get the impression that saying that would make her uncomfortable. Of course, you know her as Anna, a slave-girl who runs this salon for her master, Mr Qwick. <<if visited("Beautician Job Main") >1>>"Hello $firstName. Welcome back to the salon. I hope we … we can have a fun day working together. I’m sure we’ll have lots of clients. Your desk is just how you left it, though I’ve taken the liberty of ordering a restock of Beauty Synth Goo for you. Take as long as you need to get ready", Anna meekly says in greeting, gesturing over to your work desk which has a large bottle of the aforementioned substance sitting upon it, along with your professional makeup tools. Moving over there with a smile of greeting towards your nervous boss, you settle into your seat, preparing yourself for your shift. As usual, things are relatively normal working in the salon, though you do have one customer who stands out in your mind. … <<set $random = random(1,5)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Beautician Job Client 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Beautician Job Client 2]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[Beautician Job Client 3]]>><<elseif $random == 4>><<include [[Beautician Job Client 4]]>><<elseif $random == 5>><<include [[Beautician Job Client 5]]>><</if>><<else>>"Hello … $firstName. Is it okay for me to … to call you by your first name? I’m not entirely sure how to refer to you now that you’re my employee", Anna babbles upon seeing you, seemingly still having to get used to the idea of having someone she’s in charge of. Smiling at her in your best attempt to stem the building panic you see within her, you nod, "That’s fine Anna, you can call me $firstName. I’m really looking forward to working with you". The first of her concerns dealt with, Anna meekly continues, "I, um … I think I’ve got everything else in order. I asked my Master, and he put in an order for a full ‘Professional Beautician’s Kit’ from the Beauty Goo Corporation. The kit arrived just before you did, so I put it over in the corner", pointing over towards a large parcel atop a slightly battered yet previously unseen desk, "You’ve got your own desk and chair to use … and I thought that for today you could mostly get used to your new surroundings and the … the tools of the job". Heeding her advice, and realizing that extending the conversation any longer for the moment is likely to overwhelm her, you decide to leave Anna be for the time being, heading over to sit at your work desk. Looking on at the large brown paper wrapped parcel, tied off with twine, you wonder what sort of business would supply their products in such a weird fashion, more used to foam packing peanuts and cardboard boxes. Shrugging you settle into the task at hand. … <<include [[Beautician Job First Time]]>><</if>> … <<include [[Beautician Job End]]>>

About half-way through a largely uneventful shift, an attractive woman comes in. This isn’t in and of itself remarkable, as the residents and guests of the facility are generally good looking, not surprising given their general wealth and access to genetic modification technology. What is odd, however, is when the <<set _appearanceRandom = random(1,3)>><<if _appearanceRandom == 1>>stunning red-head begins to undress, exposing her full willowy form, complete with a pair of pert breasts, smatterings of freckles across much of her form, and a thin thatch of well-kept pubic hair<<elseif _appearanceRandom == 2>>adorable blonde begins to undress, exposing her petite form, complete with pieced bee-sting breasts, a dainty bottom, and a silky smooth pubic region<<elseif _appearanceRandom == 3>>bimbo-ish brunette begins to undress, exposing her stacked form, complete with heaving breasts, a large bubble butt, and a bush of pubic fuzz shaved into the shape of a heart<</if>>. Going on to explain, it turns out that she works for a strip-club within the facility, and is trying to improve her rankings and tips, as such she’s looking for some more unique makeup and bodypainting. Explaining to you exactly what she’s after, you get straight to work <<set _makeupRandom = random(1,4)>><<if _makeupRandom == 1>>painting a trailing vine design across her body, complete with blooming flowers, her facial makeup being done in green tones, with the highest vine trailing up to her cheek which sports a red rose<<elseif _makeupRandom == 2>>painting her body in a flame-like design, her facial makeup being done in red, orange and yellow tones, with her eyeshadow being specially co-ordinated with her mascara so look like a flickering flame<<elseif _makeupRandom == 3>>painting her body in a mermaid-like design, painting her whole body with just the slightest blue hue before working on detailed ‘scales’ for her lower half. More so, her facial makeup ends up being a thing of beauty, all blues and greens, highlighted with a copious amount of glitter which you also cover her painted scales with<<elseif _makeupRandom == 4>>painting her body to look like a clown, with a whole body coating of white before working on funny shapes and symbols. The face makeup is the part that takes the longest, having to exaggerate her eyes and mouth to look both clown-like and sexy at the same time<</if>>. By the time she leaves, she seems in extremely high spirits, sure that your work will improve her client-base for a long time to come.

About half an hour into your shift, a rather beleaguered looking executive arrives, talking on her phone the entire time. She doesn’t actually say a word to you, which isn’t unheard of with some of the busy clients you have, but instead she points out what she’d like you to do in the style binder Anna had prepared for you. It’s all rather normal, red lipstick, a tiny bit of red blush, black eyeshadow and eyeliner. No, what’s unusual is what you hear of her conversation over the phone. Trying to be polite you to an extent tune it out, but when you hear a shriek of pain which catches you completely by surprise, it becomes much harder to ignore. It seems like she’s coordinating the punishments of some of the junior executives who work under her. From what you can gather, her legal team failed to secure a new contract, and the junior execs overseeing them went out for drinks rather than staying in the office. As such she’s having the execs whipped and edged as punishment for choosing fun over their job, whilst the legal team are being made to partake in a humiliating remedial law lesson which includes them receiving spankings and having to write lines on the chalkboard. All through this, talking to two different staff members who are overseeing each of the punishment sessions, she’s also communicating with a ‘corporate fixer’ who she’s making arrangements with to get rid of the competitor who stole the contract. Talk about multi-tasking.

Not long after starting your shift, you have a woman come into the salon. That wouldn’t be too unusual an occurrence, but for the fact that you’re sure you’ve seen her on movie posters around the facility. She’s gorgeous, <<set _appearanceRandom = random(1,3)>><<if _appearanceRandom == 1>>long volumous red hair which sparkles slightly under the light, almost as if it was partially made of diamonds. With an hourglass waist and perfectly shaped breasts that she flaunts shamelessly in an extremely low cut dark blue V-neck dress<<elseif _appearanceRandom == 2>>a short stylish blonde pixie cut, topped with an adorable hairband with a tiny top hat attached to it. She’s such a slight girl, wearing a black and white dress with so many layers to it that you wonder how she sits in it. Though, you’re even more amazed when she successfully does, albeit looking like some sort of lacy doily in the process<<elseif _appearanceRandom == 3>>an brunette with ass-length hair which looks remarkably well-kept. The thing about her that really stands out though is that she’s just wearing jeans and a pink t-shirt, presenting a down-to-earth girl next door feel to her that is strangely adorable<</if>>. Despite your presumptions that she might want something complex, she’s actually rather dull in her request, only wanting the slightest of trims and some basic makeup applied. Chatting away with her as you both get to work, you get the impression that she has a meeting with a director, and is hoping to sign up for a big new movie, though she won’t let slip what the part is. Still, it’s fun, if not a little surreal to be interacting with a famous person, and she’s certainly nice. She even offers a big tip upon the completion of the job, but Anna quietly turns it down, pointing out that it’s on of the businesses policies.

As the first client of your shift enters, you’re already sure that it’s going to be an interesting day. With tears streaming down her face, ruining her existing mascara, the slave-girl moves straight over to where you sit. Looking her over, you take in the sight of the <<set _appearanceRandom = random(1,4)>><<if _appearanceRandom == 1>>small brunette girl, rosy cheeked with her hair in a pair of adorable twin-tails<<elseif _appearanceRandom == 2>>a volumptuous redheaded woman, her exaggerated hourglass figure and long curly ginger hair making her stand out as exceedingly beautiful<<elseif _appearanceRandom == 3>>a willowy blonde girl, tall and slender, her hair cut into a stylish asymmetric bob<<elseif _appearanceRandom == 4>>a petite black girl with dyed light blue hair, her body toned and well-kept, with her hair braided into a fashionable ponytail<</if>>. Confused, but having a customer none-the-less, you begin to ask what she wants, the slave-girl replying in between sobs. It seems that <<set _problemRandom = random(1,4)>><<if _problemRandom == 1>>she lost a parcel that she was supposed to pick up for her owner when she got distracted window shopping<<elseif _problemRandom == 2>>she broke her owners favourite mug when washing it up<<elseif _problemRandom == 3>>she accidentally ripped a dress her owner gave her when it got caught in the elevator door<<elseif _problemRandom == 4>>she ate a free cookie given to her by one of the facilities staff members whilst not allowed to eat sweets on her current slave-diet<</if>>, and she feels terrible about it. That’s why she wants you to make her look especially whorish, and to write degrading comments all over her body, so that her master might forgive her. Of course, whilst you feel for the girl you can’t really turn do clients so that’s what you do, though you do manage to cheer her up a bit by chatting with her, partly doing so out of worry that she’ll cry again and make the new sluttier makeup run.

Your shift finally coming to an end, you begin to clean up your makeup supplies, noticing that you’ve managed to use a lot of your Beauty Synth Goo in the process. Watching Anna as you clean your makeup brushes and sponges, you can’t help but feel closer to the slave-girl. She might not talk a lot, but you get the impression that she enjoys your presence, finding some comfort in it. The familiar monotone voice of Alice breaking you from your thoughts, you listen on as it announces your earnings. <<set $earnings = 75 * $makeupSkill>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 6 || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 7 || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8 || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 1 || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 2 || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3 || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>><<set $earnings += 100>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 5>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Salon Beautician You worked a full shift as a beautician : G.G.P + <<set _shiftPay = 75 * $makeupSkill>>_shiftPay<<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 6 || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 7 || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8 || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 9>> Bonus for distinct style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 1 || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 2 || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3 || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 4>> Bonus for light style : G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 5>> Bonus for being prestigious makeover artist: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received, you wave goodbye to Anna, getting a small wave in return that quickly ends when she becomes self-conscious about it. Heading out through the door, you begin to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<set $ggp += 200>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to go get it, you soon realize your efforts are unnecessary as the door whooshes open, a figure silhouetted in the frame. Standing there you see a man in a muted green tweed suit, beneath which you spot, a blue checked waistcoat, muted yellow shirt, and red and yellow striped tie, his outfit making him feel rather overdressed even in comparison to many of the other important people you’ve seen about the facility. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentSmall.png]]</div>Taking a better look at him as he steps inside purposefully but with a hint of trepidation, you spot atop his head a matching tweed flat-cap, his thick silver hair flowing back behind it, tied with an ornate wolf-shaped silver hair tie into a ponytail which reaches his mid back. Further, other than his eyes that are so pale blue that they’re almost silver as well, the man has one of the most exquisite moustaches you’ve ever seen, the waxed tips turned upwards in a mark of remarkable grooming. Of course, you’ve met the man before, as this is obviously Lord Vincent, your sponsor and pet-play trainer. "Hello my pet. How are you feeling today? Are the facility staff members treating you well?", he asks you, a warm smile plastered across his face as he approaches. Still not sure what the proper way to respond to him is, his position of power over you confusing to say the least, you ask, "Hello sir, it’s nice to see you again. Today has been okay. Do you have any plans for me today?", feeling slightly awkward and unsure how to act around him. Clasping his hands together excitedly, Vincent comments, "Well that’s good to hear! Yes, indeed I do! Nothing too complex a lesson today, just a swift lesson to help you with your training. I’m sure you’ll be a pedigree pet-submissive in no time!", the silver haired man moving over to your desk as he makes his comment, placing a handkerchief on top of it before walking back towards the door. "You wouldn’t mind picking that up for me would you? Just bring it over here to me $firstName if you would. I’d be very appreciative", he continues, the whole thing seeming like an absentminded decision. <<if $submission <= -20>>Grumbling slightly, not seeing why he can’t do it himself, especially after he just dropped it himself, you take a moment to make your decision. But, in the end it doesn’t seem worth it to make a fuss over such a minor request. If the worst that happens to during your stay within the Center is having to hand someone their handkerchief then you wouldn’t have many complaints. As such, you quickly retrieve it, minor annoyance evident in your tone as you hand it back to him, saying in a dissatisfied mumble, "Here!".<<else>>Not seeing any issue with such a minor request, especially in comparison to everything else you’ve experienced since arriving at the Center, you walk over and pick it up. Quickly pacing over to Vincent, you hand it back to him, saying in an upbeat tone, "Here you go!".<</if>> Smiling back his appreciation, your trainer adds a small, "Thank you!", before balling the handkerchief up and tossing it half-way across your bedroom, the little square of cloth landing on the floor. "It wouldn’t be too much of a bother for your to get that for me again, would it?", he asks, expectantly looking between you and the handkerchief. <<if $submission >= 20>>Happy to oblige him, despite the task seeming odder by the second, you wander over briskly, swooping back to pick it up. By now you’re starting to suspect that this might be more than just an eccentricity of the wealthy Lord, but instead the task he alluded to earlier. Still, you once more return it to him, quietly stating, "Here it is". <<elseif $submission >= -20>>Becoming increasingly more irritated by his request, the whole thing seeming odder by the second, you slowly wander over to it, taking your time to make a point about how little you want to be doing what you’re told to do. Though, by now you’re starting to suspect that this might be more than just an eccentricity of the wealthy Lord, but instead the task he alluded to earlier. Still, you once more return it to him, thrusting it out at arm’s length before grunting between gritted teeth, "Here!".<<else>>Feeling slightly exasperated by the request, the task seeming odder by the second, you walk over to it, bending down to pick it up. By now you’re starting to suspect that this might be more than just an eccentricity of the wealthy Lord, but instead the task he alluded to earlier. Still, you once more return it to him, quizzically stating, "Here?".<</if>> Stowing the little cloth square back into his pocket, Vincent put both of his hands out before him, as if trying to calm down a spooked horse. "Well done! However, maybe that was a little unfair of me. I normally fully inform you on the task beforehand, however, it seemed easier to put it forth this way tonight. As you’ve likely become aware, I wasn’t just carelessly tossing out my belongings. No, instead I was trying to teach you how to fetch, so to speak". Slowly responding, "Okay …", you await the full details, more used to Vincent explaining every little detail. It takes a moment, but he does indeed begin a more in-depth explanation, stating in his teaching voice, "Whilst not all pets engage in fetch-like behaviours, it’s still considered a valuable training exercise by most pet-fetishist trainers. It’s a brief game or exercise depending on your opinion, and helps both parties on the exchange to interact and bond with the other. It’s simple, and to an extent imposes the importance of the hierarchical separation between pet and trainer, yet the submissive partner still gets the satisfaction of praise and a task well done from it. So, now that you know what I was doing, would you be willing to continue?". <<if $submission < 20>>Sighing, you are somewhat annoyed at being tricked. But, in the end he did explain to you the situation after all. Shrugging, you answer, "Sure … I suppose", Vincent’s face lighting up with glee in turn.<<else>>Not seeing any real issue in such a minor trick, especially after he full explained himself afterwards, you can’t be too annoyed by the situation. Smiling, you answer, "Of course I would. Lets play some more fetch", Vincent’s face lighting up with glee in turn.<</if>> And so, that’s how the next half an hour or so goes, with Vincent throwing out or placing his handkerchief somewhere within your room, then asking you politely to go get it for him. It’s a little bit embarrassing, being given such a simple goal to achieve, but the praise he heaps on you each time is strangely pleasing, almost slightly addictive in nature. Despite the whole thing, you’re even feeling rather tired by the end of it, his comment about it being partly an exercise being proven true. Dusting himself off and checking his suit, the handkerchief going firmly back into his pocket again, Vincent finally chimes up, "Well, you did remarkably well today, though I think I’ve exhausted you for now. I hope you had an enjoyable experience. I’ll see to it that you’re awarded another 200 G.G.P to help cover your expenses, and to possibly treat yourself a little along the way. As for now, I think it best for me to take my leave, and give you the opportunity to recuperate instead. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon", the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly sponsor now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the visit that just transpired. Shrugging to yourself, you can’t help but conclude that it was kind of fun, especially with how quickly it made you forget the stresses of your day. Better yet, it’s not like anyone saw it, and you did make some extra points without having to really do anything you didn’t like, so you can’t really complain, even if it was a tiny bit humiliating. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder to yourself what will happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

As you’re walking down a corridor festooned with wintery decorations on your way back from your destination, you spot a strangely dressed man approaching you. Dressed in a red business suit with a fluffy white trim, and with a festive looking briefcase in hand, he certainly looks odd. The man himself, appearing to be in his early 40’s and with a healthy toned build to him, has one of the most amazing moustaches. Both it, and the short hair on his head you can see beneath his matching trilby, are dazzlingly white, to the point you have to look away for a moment to become accustomed to the glaring light from it. "Ho! Ho! Ho!", he laughs in a booming and authoritative voice, "It seems like I’ve encountered a stray wandering about these halls, looking all bored and dreary! Well I can’t have that can I!", the large garishly dressed businessman now completely blocking off your path. Trying to skirt around the figure, interpreting this as some kind of trap, you calmly respond, "I’m okay, no need to worry about me", your attempts to sidestep him being mirrored perfectly. "Nonsense! I’m sure you’ve been exceedingly naughty this year $firstName! Santa knows these things! Well it’s a good thing that Santa like’s naughty little slaves-in-training, so he’ll let you have a nice look in his briefcase of wonderful presents!", the man, ‘Santa’, continues, waving his briefcase around in your general direction. <<if visited("Shopping Hub Seasonal Santa") && $abdlPlay>>Shaking you head decisively, you stomp your foot a little at his announcement. The nerve, trying to pretend to be Santa. Pointing a finger in his direction, you tell him with absolute certainty, "You’re not Santa at all! I met Santa, and sat on his knee, and he gave me a present and, and he was really nice! You’re a liar!", the disdain for this imposter evident in your tone for all to hear. Looking slightly taken aback for the briefest of seconds, the man primps his collar awkwardly before regaining his composure. "Okay! Maybe I’m not the real Santa. But let’s say that if I wasn’t that maybe I’d be some sort of high powered executive here at the facility. And, if that was the case, then anyone talking with me should go along with it if they don’t want to end up shovelling reindeer droppings for the next half a century. Is that more cheerful and festive to you?", his own glare making you gulp nervously and nod along in silence.<<elseif visited("Shopping Hub Seasonal Santa")>>Shaking you head decisively, you know full-well that his statement is a lie. The nerve, trying to pretend to be Santa. Pointing a finger in his direction, you tell him with absolute certainty, "You’re not Santa at all! I met Santa, and <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she was amazingly hot and sexy madame, she<<else>>he was like a half-naked and sexy jolly pimp, he<</if>> even gave me an outfit as a present! You’re a liar if you think I’ll fall for you being the same person!", the disdain for this imposter evident in your tone for all to hear. Looking slightly taken aback for the briefest of seconds, the man primps his collar awkwardly before regaining his composure. "Okay! Maybe I’m not the real Santa. But let’s say that if I wasn’t that maybe I’d be some sort of high powered executive here at the facility. And, if that was the case, then anyone talking with me should go along with it if they don’t want to end up shovelling reindeer droppings for the next half a century. Is that more cheerful and festive to you?", his own glare making you gulp nervously and nod along in silence.<<else>>Stunned more than anything by the odd man, you just answer, "Um … okay", eliciting a predatory grin in response.<</if>> "No complaints? Then jolly good! Would you like to try your luck with my briefcase of wonderous gifts?", the man offers, holding the case out so that the fastening faces towards you. <<if !$involTFPlay>>Thinking about your choices, you try to think what the best choice is. This guy is pretty crazy, but … he is offering you free stuff. You probably could turn around and run, he’d probably be surprised by a choice like that. Then again, [[what’s in the box|Travel Back Seasonal Santa Present]]! <<include [[Travel Back End]]>><<else>><<include [[Travel Back Seasonal Santa Present]]>><</if>>

Extending your hands with shaky fingers, nervous about what sort of gift could await you, you fumble with the latch on the reindeer and snowflake design briefcase. Making a satisfying click as you finally succeed, you flip back the lid, flinching a little almost as if you expect something to spring out at you. Weirdly, the briefcase is remarkably empty. Empty that is, except for a single business card sized object. Reaching out, you pull it back to you, reading the words inscribed into it, <<set $random = random(1,7)>><<if $random == 1 && ((!$penis && $vagina) || ($penis && !$vagina))>>"Stocking Stuffer". Confused, you look up for confirmation what this is all about, only to have the strange business-man Santa gestured his head downwards. Glancing down you have no idea what he’s hinting at, though you still try and spot what he’s getting at, thinking it’s some sort of joke. Whilst something is different, you just can’t place exactly what it is, you resting standing position feeling just the slightest bit uncomfortable. That’s when it hits you. Grasping at your crotch, you realize with much shock that <<if $penis>><<set $penis = false>><<set $vagina = true>>instead of the cock you’re expecting to find, you instead feel nothing in that space. Investigating further your concerns are confirmed as it becomes apparent that without any fanfare, or even appearance that anything had happened, that your dick has been swapped out with a vagina<<else>><<set $penis = true>><<set $vagina = false>><<set $penisSize = 4>>instead of the delicate vagina you expected to find, you instead feel a truly huge presence. Investigating further your concerns are confirmed as it becomes that without any fanfare, or even appearance that anything had happened, that your pussy has been swapped out with a colossal dick<</if>>! "Why! What! How!", you exclaim, still shaken by how sudden and unnoticeable the changing process had been, the figure just continuing his grin. "I’m just Santa, if you’ve gotten a gift then it’s what you have coming to you. Maybe you were too naughty, and that’s why it changed. Or, maybe it’s a big gift and it’s what you were looking for. Either way, I’m not swapping it back, it’s rude to return gifts", laughs the man with a bellowing chortle, clearly amused by your change.<<elseif $random == 2 && $assSize <5>><<set $assSize = 5>>"Festive Hams". Confused, you look up for confirmation what this is all about, only to have the strange business-man Santa gestured his head downwards. Glancing down you have no idea what he’s hinting at, though you still try and spot what he’s getting at, thinking it’s some sort of joke. Whilst something is different, you just can’t place exactly what it is, the most imperceptible of new weights pulling you backwards. That’s when it hits you. Grasping at your rear, you realize to much shock that your bottom is now huge! Jiggling beneath your touch, like a pair of wobbly jelly filled balloons, you have to bite your lip at the amazing sensation that touching it brings. Turning to try and get a better look, can just about spot a little of it, so big has it now become, but the truly concerning part is just how massive your wiggling bottom has become. "Why! What! How!", you exclaim, still shaken by how sudden and unnoticeable the changing process had been, the figure just continuing his grin. "I’m just Santa, if you’ve gotten a gift then it’s what you have coming to you. Maybe you were too naughty, and that’s why it changed. Or, maybe it’s a big gift and it’s what you were looking for. Either way, I’m not swapping it back, it’s rude to return gifts. Anyway, Santa enjoys it when people have something to hang onto", laughs the man with a bellowing chortle, clearly amused by your change.<<elseif $random == 3 && $breastSize < 31>><<set $breastSize = 31>>"Christmas Puddings". Confused, you look up for confirmation what this is all about, only to have the strange business-man Santa gestured his head towards your chest. Glancing down you have no idea what he’s hinting at, though you still try and spot what he’s getting at, thinking it’s some sort of joke. Whilst something is different, you just can’t place exactly what it is, a new weight pulling you forward. That’s when it hits you. Grasping at your chest, you realize to much shock that you have a pair of massive breasts! Jiggling beneath your touch, like a pair of wobbly jelly filled beachballs, you have to bite your lip at the amazing sensation that touching it brings. Turning to try and get a more complete look of them, you can see most of their immense form, though some of it is clearly out of sight no matter how much you juggle them about, so big has it now become. But. the truly concerning part is just how much they jump about with only the smallest of movements! "Why! What! How!", you exclaim, still shaken by how sudden and unnoticeable the changing process had been, the figure just continuing his grin. "I’m just Santa, if you’ve gotten a gift then it’s what you have coming to you. Maybe you were too naughty, and that’s why it changed. Or, maybe it’s a big gift and it’s what you were looking for. Either way, I’m not swapping it back, it’s rude to return gifts. Anyway, Santa enjoys it when people have something to play with whilst you fuck them", laughs the man with a bellowing chortle, clearly amused by your change.<<elseif $random == 4>><<set $ggp += 1000>>"1000 <<if $pronoun == 1>>Good Girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Good Guy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Good Guest<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Good Girl<<else>>Good Guy<</if>> Points". Confused, you look up for confirmation whether this is all real, exclaiming, "Why! What! Really!", shaken by being given such a large amount of currency for basically doing nothing. "I’m just Santa, if you’ve gotten a gift then it’s what you have coming to you. Maybe you were just the right kind of naughty this year. This one was a bit of a dud, but my busy worker ‘elves’, told me it was unfair to just include punishments and things that would amuse me, so there you have it. Look on the bright side, at least Santa didn’t get you a gift card!", laughs the man with a bellowing chortle, clearly amused by your expression.<<elseif $random == 5 && $hairLength < 7>><<set $hairLength = 7>>"Tinsel And Party Streamers". Confused, you look up for confirmation what this is all about, only to have the strange business-man Santa gestured his head towards your own head. Glancing around you have no idea what he’s hinting at, though you still try and spot what he’s getting at, thinking it’s some sort of joke. Whilst something is different, you just can’t place exactly what it is, a something fluttering around your ankles. That’s when it hits you. Slapping the top of your head, you notice that there’s a lot more hair than you remember. In fact, turning your attention downward, you realize that your $hairColour hair is actually so long that it’s now around your ankles, much like some sort of fairy-tale princess. Turning to try and get a better look at the extensively long luxurious locks of hair, you can’t help but smile a bit at the way your curtain of hair flutters about you, almost like a cape. "Why! What! How!", you exclaim, still shaken by how sudden and unnoticeable the changing process had been, the figure just continuing his grin. "I’m just Santa, if you’ve gotten a gift then it’s what you have coming to you. Maybe you were too naughty, and that’s why it changed. Or, maybe it’s a big gift and it’s what you were looking for. Either way, I’m not swapping it back, it’s rude to return gifts. Anyway, Santa enjoys long thick hair he can get a handful of!", laughs the man with a bellowing chortle, clearly amused by your change.<<elseif $random == 6 && $numberofComplaints > 0>><<set $numberOfComplaints = 0>>"Get Out Of Jail Free", the card looking like something out of a board game. Confused, you look up for confirmation whether this is all real, exclaiming, "Why! What! Wait … what even is this?", completely unaware what the point of the piece of card actually is. "I’m just Santa, if you’ve gotten a gift then it’s what you have coming to you. Maybe you were just the right kind of naughty this year. This one was a bit of a dud, but my busy worker ‘elves’, told me it was unfair to just include punishments and things that would amuse me, so there you have it. Any complaints about you in the main system database have now been removed. Just try not to get on that naughty list again!", laughs the man with a bellowing chortle, clearly amused by your expression.<<elseif $random == 7 && $lipSize < 3>><<set $lipSize = 3>>"Mistletoe Special". Confused, you look up for confirmation what this is all about, only to have the strange business-man Santa gestured his head towards your own face. Glancing around you have no idea what he’s hinting at, though you still try and spot what he’s getting at, thinking it’s some sort of joke. Whilst something is different, you just can’t place exactly what it is, the most imperceptible of new weights pulling your face forward. That’s when it hits you. Grasping at your face, you realize to much shock that your lips are now huge! Wobbling a little, so bulbous are they, you have to put much effort in resisting biting your lip at the amazing sensation that touching it brings, not wanting to pass out from the cascade of sensation. Running your fingers slowly and carefully over them, it’s shocking how great your puffed up kisser feels, but the truly concerning part is just how massive your pillowy lips have become. "Wh…y! Wh…at! Ho…ow!", you exclaim through your new swollen lips, still shaken by how sudden and unnoticeable the changing process had been, the figure just continuing his grin. "I’m just Santa, if you’ve gotten a gift then it’s what you have coming to you. Maybe you were too naughty, and that’s why it changed. Or, maybe it’s a big gift and it’s what you were looking for. Either way, I’m not swapping it back, it’s rude to return gifts. Anyway, Santa enjoys it when people have such whorish lips!", laughs the man with a bellowing chortle, clearly amused by your change.<<else>>"Bad Luck, Try Again!". Confused, you look up for confirmation whether this is all real, exclaiming, "Why! What! Wait … what even is this?", completely unaware what the point of the piece of card actually is. Scratching his head nervously, Santa answers after a moment, "I think it broke". He seems happy to leave it at that, but when you won’t stop staring at him, jaw agape, he adds, "Look, Santa doesn’t do all his own tech-work! Sometimes he … sometimes it just doesn’t work. These things happen. It’s probably for the best really, some of these would get Santa put on the naughty list, if you know what I mean!", the man finally cheering back up as he laughs at his own joke.<</if>> "I guess that’s all done, I hope you’ve gotten yourself something fun for Christmas! As for me, I’ll be hanging around these corridors all month, this is just way too fun to give up on! If you find me again, then you can have another present out of Santa’s sack … and maybe my briefcase too!", the odd businessman finishes, having to prop himself against one of the side walls to support his jubilant laughter. Seeing your escape of course, and not wanting to see what happens if you stick around this kook any longer, you make sure to move away at a rapid pace. Thankfully he doesn’t try to stop you or get in your way, only waving at you as you leave, a wide smile on his face. Strange! <<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

<<addToWardrobe "Purple Babydoll">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear and lingerie, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Purple Babydoll you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. Looks cute. I hear they’re comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Cloth Pajamas">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Blue Cloth Pajamas you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. They look comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Harem Pants And Off-Shoulder Crop Top">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of dress-up outfits, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Pink Harem Pants And Off-Shoulder Crop Top you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Cool. They look comfortable, and pretty cute too", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Golden Royal Slave Bikini">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of dress-up outfits, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Golden Royal Slave Bikini set you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Fancy. Is that real gold? It looks pretty comfy, but I don’t know how much I’d trust metal framework against my boobs. Tempting though", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

"I’m going to take a look at everything", you answer, glancing around at what’s on offer. Nodding slightly listlessly, Destiny nods, "Alright, if you need anything you what to do", keeping an eye on you from her position behind the counter as you begin to walk down the rows of nightwear, cosplay attire and lingerie, seemingly watching you more out of boredom than anything else. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide nightwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('nightwear') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('nightwear') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('nightwear') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide nightwear options</button><div id="nightwear" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[45] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Cloth Pajamas") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[45].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[45] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 45>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Cloth Pajamas") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Cloth Pajamas|Flirty Touch Blue Cloth Pajamas][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[45].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[46] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Cloth Pajamas") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[46].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[46] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 46>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Cloth Pajamas") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Cloth Pajamas|Flirty Touch Pink Cloth Pajamas][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[46].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[47] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Yellow Cloth Pajamas") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[47].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[47] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 47>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Yellow Cloth Pajamas") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Yellow Cloth Pajamas|Flirty Touch Yellow Cloth Pajamas][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[47].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[48] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Nightshirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[48].Description>> Price: <<if $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>><s>500 G.G.P</s> Free With Voucher<<else>>500 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[48] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 48>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Nightshirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>>[[Purchase Blue Nightshirt With Voucher|Flirty Touch Blue Nightshirt]]<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Nightshirt|Flirty Touch Blue Nightshirt][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[48].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[49] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Nightshirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[49].Description>> Price: <<if $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>><s>500 G.G.P</s> Free With Voucher<<else>>500 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[49] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 49>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Nightshirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>>[[Purchase Green Nightshirt With Voucher|Flirty Touch Green Nightshirt]]<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Nightshirt|Flirty Touch Green Nightshirt][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[49].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[50] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Nightshirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[50].Description>> Price: <<if $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>><s>500 G.G.P</s> Free With Voucher<<else>>500 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[50] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 50>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Nightshirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>>[[Purchase Pink Nightshirt With Voucher|Flirty Touch Pink Nightshirt]]<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Nightshirt|Flirty Touch Pink Nightshirt][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[50].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[60] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Nightie") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[60].Description>> Price: <<if $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>><s>500 G.G.P</s> Free With Voucher<<else>>500 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[60] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 60>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Nightie") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>>[[Purchase Green Nightie With Voucher|Flirty Touch Green Nightie]]<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Green Nightie|Flirty Touch Green Nightie][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[60].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[61] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Nightie") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[61].Description>> Price: <<if $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>><s>500 G.G.P</s> Free With Voucher<<else>>500 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[61] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 61>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Nightie") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>>[[Purchase Pink Nightie With Voucher|Flirty Touch Pink Nightie]]<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Nightie|Flirty Touch Pink Nightie][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[61].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[62] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Nightie") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[62].Description>> Price: <<if $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>><s>500 G.G.P</s> Free With Voucher<<else>>500 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[62] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 62>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Nightie") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>>[[Purchase White Nightie With Voucher|Flirty Touch White Nightie]]<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Nightie|Flirty Touch White Nightie][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[62].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[51] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Silk Pajamas") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[51].Description>> Price: 650 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[51] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 51>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Silk Pajamas") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <650>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Silk Pajamas|Flirty Touch Blue Silk Pajamas][$ggp -= 650]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[51].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[52] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Silk Pajamas") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[52].Description>> Price: 650 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[52] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 52>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Silk Pajamas") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <650>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Silk Pajamas|Flirty Touch Pink Silk Pajamas][$ggp -= 650]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[52].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[53] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Babydoll") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[53].Description>> Price: 650 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[53] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 53>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Babydoll") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <650>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Babydoll|Flirty Touch Black Babydoll][$ggp -= 650]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[53].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[54] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Babydoll") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[54].Description>> Price: 650 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[54] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 54>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Babydoll") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <650>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Babydoll|Flirty Touch Pink Babydoll][$ggp -= 650]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[54].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[55] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Babydoll") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[55].Description>> Price: 650 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[55] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 55>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Babydoll") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <650>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Babydoll|Flirty Touch Purple Babydoll][$ggp -= 650]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[55].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[56] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Teddie") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[56].Description>> Price: 650 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[56] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 56>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Teddie") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <650>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Teddie|Flirty Touch Black Teddie][$ggp -= 650]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[56].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[57] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Teddie") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[57].Description>> Price: 650 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[57] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 57>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Teddie") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <650>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Teddie|Flirty Touch White Teddie][$ggp -= 650]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[57].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[58] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Silk Robe") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[58].Description>> Price: 800 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[58] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 58>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Silk Robe") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <800>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Silk Robe|Flirty Touch Pink Silk Robe][$ggp -= 800]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[58].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[59] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Bathrobe") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[59].Description>> Price: 1500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[59] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 59>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Bathrobe") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Bathrobe|Flirty Touch White Bathrobe][$ggp -= 1500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[59].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide cosplay options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('cosplay') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('cosplay') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('cosplay') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide cosplay options</button><div id="cosplay" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[77] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Harem Pants And Off-Shoulder Crop Top") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[77].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[77] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 77>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Harem Pants And Off-Shoulder Crop Top") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Harem Pants And Off-Shoulder Crop Top|Flirty Touch Pink Harem Pants And Off-Shoulder Crop Top][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[77].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[78] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Harem Pants And Off-Shoulder Crop Top") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[78].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[78] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 78>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Harem Pants And Off-Shoulder Crop Top") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Harem Pants And Off-Shoulder Crop Top|Flirty Touch Blue Harem Pants And Off-Shoulder Crop Top][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[78].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[79] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Lavender And Pink Dirndl Princess Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[79].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[79] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 79>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Lavender And Pink Dirndl Princess Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lavender And Pink Dirndl Princess Dress|Flirty Touch Lavender And Pink Dirndl Princess Dress][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[79].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[80] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Yellow Ball Gown Princess Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[80].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[80] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 80>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Yellow Ball Gown Princess Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Yellow Ball Gown Princess Dress|Flirty Touch Yellow Ball Gown Princess Dress][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[80].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[83] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red And Black Harlequin Bodysuit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[83].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[83] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 83>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red And Black Harlequin Bodysuit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red And Black Harlequin Bodysuit|Flirty Touch Red And Black Harlequin Bodysuit][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[83].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[84] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Short Strapless Leaf Pattern Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[84].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[84] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 84>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Short Strapless Leaf Pattern Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Green Short Strapless Leaf Pattern Dress|Flirty Touch Green Short Strapless Leaf Pattern Dress][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[84].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[85] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red And Gold Superhero Corset") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[85].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[85] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 85>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red And Gold Superhero Corset") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red And Gold Superhero Corset|Flirty Touch Red And Gold Superhero Corset][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[85].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[86] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White High Slit Sleeveless Maxi Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[86].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[86] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 86>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White High Slit Sleeveless Maxi Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White High Slit Sleeveless Maxi Dress|Flirty Touch White High Slit Sleeveless Maxi Dress][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[86].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[87] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Puffed Sleeve Traditional Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[87].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[87] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 87>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Puffed Sleeve Traditional Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Puffed Sleeve Traditional Maid Dress|Flirty Touch Blue Puffed Sleeve Traditional Maid Dress][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[87].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[88] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue And White Gingham Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[88].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[88] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 88>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue And White Gingham Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue And White Gingham Dress|Flirty Touch Blue And White Gingham Dress][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[88].Image>></div></td></tr><<if $exhibitionismSkill >= 1>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[81] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Golden Royal Slave Bikini") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[81].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[81] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 81>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Golden Royal Slave Bikini") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Golden Royal Slave Bikini|Flirty Touch Golden Royal Slave Bikini][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[81].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><<if $exhibitionismSkill >= 2>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[82] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Fur Loincloth") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[82].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[82] + ""` "Flirty Touch Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 82>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Fur Loincloth") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Fur Loincloth|Flirty Touch Fur Loincloth][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[82].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide underwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide underwear options</button><div id="underwear" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[1] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[1].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[1] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 1>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plain White Panties|Flirty Touch Plain White Panties][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[30] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Boxer Shorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[30].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[30] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 30>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Boxer Shorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Boxer Shorts|Flirty Touch Black Boxer Shorts][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[30].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[31] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("White Boxer Shorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[31].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[31] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 31>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("White Boxer Shorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Boxer Shorts|Flirty Touch White Boxer Shorts][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[31].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[32] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Blue Boxer Shorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[32].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[32] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 32>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Blue Boxer Shorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Boxer Shorts|Flirty Touch Blue Boxer Shorts][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[32].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[33] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Red Boxer Shorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[33].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[33] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 33>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Red Boxer Shorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Boxer Shorts|Flirty Touch Red Boxer Shorts][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[33].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[34] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Briefs") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[34].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[34] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 34>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Briefs") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Briefs|Flirty Touch Black Briefs][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[34].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[35] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("White Briefs") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[35].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[35] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 35>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("White Briefs") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Briefs|Flirty Touch White Briefs][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[35].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[36] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Blue Briefs") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[36].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[36] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 36>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Blue Briefs") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Briefs|Flirty Touch Blue Briefs][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[36].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[37] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Red Briefs") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[37].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[37] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 37>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Red Briefs") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Briefs|Flirty Touch Red Briefs][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[37].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[2] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Frilly Pink Hipster Brief Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[2].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[2] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 2>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Frilly Pink Hipster Brief Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Frilly Pink Hipster Brief Panties|Flirty Touch Frilly Pink Hipster Brief Panties][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[26] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("White Frilly Strawberry Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[26].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[26] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 26>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("White Frilly Strawberry Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Frilly Strawberry Panties|Flirty Touch White Frilly Strawberry Panties][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[26].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[3] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Black G-String Thong") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[3].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[3] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 3>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Black G-String Thong") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black G-String Thong|Flirty Touch Black G-String Thong][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[8] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Blue Thong") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[8].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[8] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 8>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Blue Thong") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Thong|Flirty Touch Blue Thong][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[8].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[27] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("White ‘Bimbo’ Thong") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[27].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[27] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 27>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("White ‘Bimbo’ Thong") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White ‘Bimbo’ Thong|Flirty Touch White ‘Bimbo’ Thong][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[27].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[28] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("White ‘Slut’ Thong") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[28].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[28] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 28>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("White ‘Slut’ Thong") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White ‘Slut’ Thong|Flirty Touch White ‘Slut’ Thong][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[28].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[29] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("White ‘Whore’ Thong") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[29].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[29] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 29>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("White ‘Whore’ Thong") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White ‘Whore’ Thong|Flirty Touch White ‘Whore’ Thong][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[29].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[4] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Grey Boxershorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[4].Description>> Price: 1500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[4] + ""` "Flirty Touch Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 4>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Grey Boxershorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Grey Boxershorts|Flirty Touch Grey Boxershorts][$ggp -= 1500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[4].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div> [[Decide to stop browsing the stock for now|Flirty Touch]]

Before you is a rather unimposing black storefront, topped by a sign which reads, "Flirty Touch". Strangely, the large front window is completely blacked out with paint, stopping you from seeing inside, but it is fairly covered in flyers that show images of different lingerie, exclaiming the various ongoing discounts. Glancing slightly further right, you notice the open doorway, seemingly without a door at all, though whether it’s just well concealed you wouldn’t know. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FlirtyTouch.jpg]]</div> Heading through the open doorway, you enter a slightly cramped room filled with rows upon rows of clothing racks and stands. It’s rather dingy, partly as a result of being so filled with shelving which blocks a lot of the lighting, and partly because of the black colour scheme of the rooms design. It feels trendy though, and just a bit naughty, with display mannequins dressed in all sorts of sexy lingerie scattered about, not to mention a few sexy 'dress-up' outfits. Finally, with curtained changing rooms just visible at the back, and an attractive but bored looking woman manning the counter, you think you’ve seen everything in the shop. Rousing slightly from her bored stupor, the woman standing behind the counter offers a short wave to you, bringing your attention to her. The woman, who is relatively small at five feet and two or three inches in height, has a rich caramel skin tone and her hair in a short dark mass of curls which sprout from her head in an unkempt afro. Her chest meanwhile is perky, maybe a C-Cup in size, but it looks large enough for her frame, made to look even bigger as a result of her trim waist. In terms of an outfit, she seems to not have put too much effort into it, wearing a green tank top and skinny jeans. <<if visited()>1>>Of course, you know her to be Destiny, the store worker.<</if>> <<if visited()<=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/DestinyLarge.png]]</div>"Hey there. I’m Destiny, if you need any help just give me a call", she shouts over to you, offering you the smile of a shopworker who’s been working a long shift and is just glad to have a customer. Wandering over, you answer, "Hi, I’m $firstName, it’s my first time in here. Any recommendations?", deciding that striking up a conversation with her might give you a better idea of what you might want to buy, as well as be a nice break for her. Having to hold back on a shrug, Destiny responds in tired yet chipper tone, "You might need to be a little more specific than that, but we’ve got a pretty big stock of nightwear and lingerie, even some sexy costumes, so you should be covered whatever you’re looking for. In my opinion, having a could of sets of clothing for bed is a must, and it’s just the worst for them not to be comfortable. As for the lingerie, they all are pretty nice, but I think you’re better off browsing for them", pointing towards the rows as she speaks, conveying to you that the regular sleeping clothes are split up from the sexier outfits. "Thanks", you reply, not sure of what else to say as you turn to survey what’s on offer. "No problem", she answers behind you, adding, "Like I said, if you need a hand with anything don’t hesitate to ask, otherwise I’ll just be hanging around here".<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/DestinySmall.png]]</div>"Hey again. If you need any help just give me a shout", she calls over to you, offering you the smile of a shopworker who’s been working a long shift and is just glad to have a customer.<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stores merchandise|Flirty Touch Stock]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<addToUnderwear "Plain White Panties">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Plain White Panties you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. They look comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Grey Boxershorts">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Grey Boxershorts you take them over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Huh. That’s really expensive. They must be really comfortable boxershorts or something I guess", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Cloth Pajamas">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Pink Cloth Pajamas you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. They look comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Yellow Cloth Pajamas">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Yellow Cloth Pajamas you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. They look comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Nightshirt">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Blue Nighshirt you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. <<if $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Flirty Touch Voucher">>"Nice. It looks comfortable", Destiny states conversationally, though when you bring out the voucher she looks a little more awake. "Huh, yeah seems legit. Guess I just have to ring this up instead", she adds, more to herself than to you, as she takes the voucher from you, scanning it and placing it in the till. Happy that it’s been processed, Destiny packs your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side.<<else>>"Nice. It looks comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Green Nightshirt">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Green Nighshirt you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. <<if $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Flirty Touch Voucher">>"Nice. It looks comfortable", Destiny states conversationally, though when you bring out the voucher she looks a little more awake. "Huh, yeah seems legit. Guess I just have to ring this up instead", she adds, more to herself than to you, as she takes the voucher from you, scanning it and placing it in the till. Happy that it’s been processed, Destiny packs your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side.<<else>>"Nice. It looks comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Nightshirt">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Pink Nighshirt you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. <<if $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Flirty Touch Voucher">>"Nice. It looks comfortable", Destiny states conversationally, though when you bring out the voucher she looks a little more awake. "Huh, yeah seems legit. Guess I just have to ring this up instead", she adds, more to herself than to you, as she takes the voucher from you, scanning it and placing it in the till. Happy that it’s been processed, Destiny packs your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side.<<else>>"Nice. It looks comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Babydoll">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear and lingerie, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Pink Babydoll you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. Looks cute. I hear they’re comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Babydoll">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear and lingerie, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Black Babydoll you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. Looks cute. I hear they’re comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Silk Pajamas">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Pink Silk Pajamas you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. They look really comfortable. Might get some myself", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Silk Pajamas">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Blue Silk Pajamas you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. They look really comfortable. Might get some myself", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Silk Robe">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear and lingerie, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Pink Silk Robe you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "That’s nice. I bet it feels great to sleep in. Feels good. Going to have to get one myself", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "White Teddie">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear and lingerie, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a White Teddie you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. Looks cute. Wonder if it’s comfortable, probably is", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Teddie">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear and lingerie, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Black Teddie you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. Looks cute. Wonder if it’s comfortable, probably is", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToInventory "Flirty Touch Voucher">>Just as you gathering your thoughts, looking about your room, Alice chimes in again in her robotic monotone voice, "If you’ll look to your desk $firstName you’ll find a new trainee introduction pack. Within it is a map of the facilities main sections so that you may better orient yourself. Along with that you’ll additionally find a number of vouchers and flyers for services and items available from the various businesses associated with The Repurposing Center<<if $backgroundNumber == 5>>. Outside sponsors have provided the following additional concessions through significant donation on your behalf. Due to your fashion background you have been provided the following outfits; <<set _randomOutfit = []>><<set _randomOutfit = _randomOutfit.concatUnique(5, 6, 15, 41, 42, 43, 44, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107, 108, 109, 110, 111, 112, 113, 114, 115, 116, 117, 118, 119)>><<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 8>>. Outside sponsors have provided the following additional concessions through significant donation on your behalf. Due to your previous acting background you have been provided the following outfits; <<set _randomOutfit = []>><<set _randomOutfit = _randomOutfit.concatUnique(15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 38, 69, 70, 89, 90, 91)>><<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >><</if>>. We hope this helps you acclimate yourself better to your new situation", your attention brought to a clear see-through folder on your new desk. Most of it’s not massively interesting, but you do spot a few things of note; <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/CandiMakeup.jpg]]</div> Amongst the general advertisements one that catches your attention marks itself as for, "Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall". You might not normally have taken much note of it, but it does mention that anyone coming to the stall located in the main shopping plaza can get a free Beauty Goo Transformation Box, a sort of high-tech makeup box that can be outfitted with all sorts of extra products. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FlirtyTouch.jpg]]</div> You also spot a small voucher stowed within the pack. With a pink logo for, "Flirty Touch", some sort of nightwear and lingerie store, printed across it, you give it a good look over. After reading all the small print to make sure it’s not a scam, it seems like the voucher should entitle you to a free nightshirt or nightie of your choosing, with absolutely no tricks or schemes to deal with. It might be worth a look, as at least it would give you something to wear at night. Eventually putting the folder down, standing before the desk in your new bedroom, you try and [[decide what to do with your day|Room Hub]].

Looking through your wardrobe, you start to think about what you’ll wear when you’re in your room at night. Both when you’re in bed, and when you’re getting ready to go to bed. Current Clothing: Your currently planned nightwear selction: <<if $nightClothing=="Naked">>No outfit at all<<else>>$nightClothing<</if>> Your currently planned nightly underwear: <<if $nightUnderwear=="Naked">>No underwear at all<<else>> $nightUnderwear<</if>> <hr> <<if $mobileView>>Wardrobe Contents: <button title="Click to show/hide outfit collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide outfit collection</button><div id="outfit collection" style="display:none"> <<print setup.OutfitIndex[0] >> <<print setup.OutfitList[0].Description>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[0] + ""` "Wardrobe Examine">><<set $holderInt = 0>><</link>> <<link `"Plan to put on " + setup.OutfitIndex[0] + ""` "Wardrobe Nightwear">><<set $nightClothing = setup.OutfitIndex[0]>><</link>> <<for _i to 0; _i < $wardrobe.length; _i++>><<if setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i]) != -1 && (setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i])].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i])].Type == 5 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i])].Type == 8 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i])].Type == 9 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i])].Type == 10)>><<set _x = setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i])>> <<print setup.OutfitIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.OutfitList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<link `"Plan to put on " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Nightwear">><<set $nightClothing = setup.OutfitIndex[_x]>><</link>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide outfit collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide outfit collection</button><div id="outfit collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Wardrobe Contents</th> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[0] >> <<print setup.OutfitList[0].Description>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[0] + ""` "Wardrobe Examine">><<set $holderInt = 0>><</link>> <<link `"Plan to put on " + setup.OutfitIndex[0] + ""` "Wardrobe Nightwear">><<set $nightClothing = setup.OutfitIndex[0]>><</link>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[0].Image>></div></td></tr><<for _i to 0; _i < $wardrobe.length; _i++>><<if setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i]) != -1 && (setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i])].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i])].Type == 5 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i])].Type == 8 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i])].Type == 9 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i])].Type == 10)>><<set _x = setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($wardrobe[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.OutfitList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<link `"Plan to put on " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Nightwear">><<set $nightClothing = setup.OutfitIndex[_x]>><</link>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <hr> <<if $mobileView>>Underwear Drawer Contents: <button title="Click to show/hide underwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide underwear collection</button><div id="underwear collection" style="display:none"> <<print setup.UnderwearIndex[0] >> <<print setup.UnderwearList[0].Description>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[0] + ""` "Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 0>><</link>> <<if $diaperLocked>>Unable to change underwear due to diaper lock<<else>><<link `"Plan to put on " + setup.UnderwearIndex[0] + ""` "Wardrobe Nightwear">><<set $nightUnderwear = setup.UnderwearIndex[0]>><</link>><</if>> <<for _i to 0; _i < $underwear.length; _i++>><<if setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($underwear[_i]) != -1 && $underwear[_i] != "Naked">><<set _x = setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($underwear[_i])>> <<print setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.UnderwearList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<if $diaperLocked>>Unable to change underwear due to diaper lock<<else>><<link `"Plan to put on " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Nightwear">><<set $nightUnderwear = setup.UnderwearIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide underwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide underwear collection</button><div id="underwear collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Underwear Drawer Contents</th> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[0] >> <<print setup.UnderwearList[0].Description>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[0] + ""` "Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 0>><</link>> <<if $diaperLocked>>Unable to change underwear due to diaper lock<<else>><<link `"Plan to put on " + setup.UnderwearIndex[0] + ""` "Wardrobe Nightwear">><<set $nightUnderwear = setup.UnderwearIndex[0]>><</link>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[0].Image>></div></td></tr><<for _i to 0; _i < $underwear.length; _i++>><<if setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($underwear[_i]) != -1 && $underwear[_i] != "Naked">><<set _x = setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($underwear[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.UnderwearList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<if $diaperLocked>>Unable to change underwear due to diaper lock<<else>><<link `"Plan to put on " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Nightwear">><<set $nightUnderwear = setup.UnderwearIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> [[Finish selecting your nightwear|Wardrobe & Makeup]]

<<addToUnderwear "Frilly Pink Hipster Brief Panties">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Frilly Pink Hipster Brief Panties you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. They look comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Black G-String Thong">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Black G-String Thong you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Sure. It looks fine", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Blue Thong">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Blue Thong you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Sure. It looks fine", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<if $hannahRelationship <= 95>><<set $hannahRelationship += 5>><<else>><<set $hannahRelationship = 100>><</if>><<if !$hannahJobFirst>><<set $hannahJobFirst = true>>Deciding you want to track down Hannah, knowing that she’s now somewhere in the nursery, you begin to look over the immense main playroom space. You can’t spot her at a glance, but that doesn’t surprise you, not when she might not even be in the playroom at all, possibly currently on an adventure or enjoying the giant ‘little’s only’ theme park. As such you start to wander around hoping that you’ll bump into her, your attempts turning out to be fruitful after only quarter of an hour or so of searching. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahBratSmall.png]]</div> Standing there in a short puffy yellow dress, her brown hair cut shorter and pulled into a small lopsided ponytail, you notice Hannah with her back to you. An obvious and rather huge diaper sticking out from under her dress, she’s certainly been brought into this new lifestyle completely. Perched on the edge of a rather huge ball pit you watch on as she bratty-ly throws one of the colourful plastic balls at another girl, all the while with her tongue stuck out. "Hi Hannah", you say somewhat awkwardly, not exactly sure how you’re going to ask her to hang out with you completely out of the blue like this. "<<if $HannahDating>>Hey cutie … you here for a while? Just waiting here bored, might go watch some TV. There’s lots to do, but I’m not sure what I want to do<<else>>Hey … um, <<if $pronoun == 1>>little sis<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>little bro<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>you big baby<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>little sis<<elseif $vagina>>little sis<<elseif $penis>>little bro<</if>>, you been okay? Look … eh, I’m … um<</if>>. So, uh, what do you want?", she says in a slightly timid tone and equally awkward tone, apparently not entirely comfortable yet with living in the nursery, but additionally you spot the starts of a warm smile tinging the edges of her mouth. You get the impression she’s clearly glad to see you too, her attention entirely focused on you and genuine her embarrassed blush kind of cute. Seeing that she’s pretty unsure of herself lately too, you carry on, saying slightly more confidently, "Yeah, so … I was wondering if you’d like to do something together? You know, hang out together?", <<if $HannahDating>>hoping that she wants to spend some time with you too<<else>>wondering whether she’ll be okay with that with everything that happened before in mind<</if>>. It takes a moment before she responds, but eventually Hannah answers, "Wha… I mean, like, yeah. Er, like of course you want to hang out with me, who wouldn’t. I’m pretty great. Come on them, lets go and find something fun for me to do … you know, and stuff", the adorably dressed yellow puffball of a girl grabbing your hand and pulling you along behind her before you have a chance to respond. Whilst you can’t spot her face, her back now turned to you as she drags you away at some rate, you’re pretty sure that she was blushing the split second you caught sight of her face. … <<include [[ABDL Job Hannah Play First Time]]>><<else>> Deciding you want to track down Hannah, you think you have a pretty good idea of where she might be. Walking straight across the gargantuan playroom of the nursery, you head straight to the large ball pit and jungle gym, knowing from experience that Hannah likes to hang around there if she’s not doing much else. Thankfully, it seems as if she’s not too busy, as she is indeed right where you expected her to be. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/HannahBratSmall.png]]</div> Standing there in a short puffy yellow dress, her brown hair cut shorter and pulled into a small lopsided ponytail, you notice Hannah with her back to you. An obvious and rather huge diaper sticking out from under her dress, she’s certainly been brought into this new lifestyle completely. Perched on the edge of a rather huge ball pit you watch on as she bratty-ly throws one of the colourful plastic balls at another girl, all the while with her tongue stuck out. "Hi Hannah", you call out to her, hoping that she’s not got anything else planned today. "<<if $HannahDating>>Hey cutie, it’s good to see you. You here for a while? I don’t have any plans, so we can look for something fun to do if you’d like? You know, but um … only cause I want to and stuff … and also maybe because I like having you around<<else>>Hey, <<if $pronoun == 1>>little sis<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>little bro<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>you big baby<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>little sis<<elseif $vagina>>little sis<<elseif $penis>>little bro<</if>>, you been okay since last time? But, you know this is only cause I’m bored and stuff … it’s not like I like you or anything … maybe a bit, but don’t go telling anyone<</if>>. So, you want to hang out?", she says with a quickly reddening face, puffing her cheeks out, apparently slightly embarrassed by your visit. However, you do get the impression she’s clearly glad to see you too, just that she’s possibly not the best at expressing it. Before you can reply, Hannah is already making the decision for you, grabbing your hand and dragging you off to whatever she has in mind. If nothing else, it cuts down on the awkwardness of the exchange, and she seems a lot more comfortable with skipping the conversation. … <<set $random = random(1,5)>><<if $random ==1>><<include [[ABDL Job Hannah Play Nap]]>><<elseif $random ==2>><<include [[ABDL Job Hannah Play Tea Party]]>><<elseif $random ==3>><<include [[ABDL Job Hannah Play Ball Pit]]>><<elseif $random ==4>><<include [[ABDL Job Hannah Play Watch TV]]>><<elseif $random == 5>><<include [[ABDL Job Hannah Play Tree House]]>><</if>><</if>>

... With a large yawn, tired out from Hannah’s boisterous and demanding play session as she pulls you between the various play areas in the nursery, you realize that it’s almost time for you to leave. Giving you a sulky pout when you tell her, there’s little either of you can do about the situation, though that doesn’t stop her from complaining about it, making sure to add that it’s not fair and that you have to make it up to her by coming back again. Wandering over to the talking tree together, you’re curious to see how high your ratings were today. Moving up to the cartoonish screen of the tree, you confirm that you were right about the time, it is almost the end of your nursery shift, your earnings report fully on display. <<set $random = random(7,9)>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a $random point rating from - spending time with together with Hannah : <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you say your final goodbyes to Hannah, the blushing girl giving you a short and slightly stilted hug which she goes through with despite obviously being uncomfortable with it. Telling you that she’d be okay with you coming back as you leave, you walk out of the nursery and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

"… so that’s all the reasons why everyone should make me Queen of the nursery!", Hannah exclaims, reaching for another icing topped bun from the platter in the center of the table. Having dragged you over to the tea party section, picking out carefully some additional stuffed toys to sit with the both of you, you two have been seated at the long table for some time. Hannah, the whole time, has been animatedly talking about all the amazing things she can do, and how it’s really dumb that no one has recognized it yet. It’s in fact during a lull in this topic, with your bratty companion munching on what must be her fourth bun at least, that you reach out to take your first of the tempting looking treats. "Ow!", you yowl in pain as Hannah reaches across the table slapping your hand away. Sticking her tongue out, she mockingly adds, "These are all mine! You can’t have my buns! Only the smartest and prettiest people get to have the buns, so I’m keeping them all", clearly confident in her statement if the smug expression she has on her face is anything to go by. Hurt, though more emotionally than anything by her mean comments, you don’t say anything, instead giving her a sad stare. "No, mine!", she snaps again, pulling the platter with somewhat of a clatter over towards her so it’s even more out of your easy reach. However, you spot the slightest hint of hesitation in her eyes as you do. Staring at her even more dejectedly, your eyes large and glistening on the edge of tears, you practically whisper, "Please?", the bun being the second priority at this point to Hannah’s mean and selfish actions. Looking on the edge of tears herself, Hannah pouts, "Well I guess you think I’m awesome, which is pretty awesome too. Better than anyone else around here … except me of course. So … I suppose I can share the buns with you. But you better not tell anyone I did this … wait, no you better tell everyone that I was this nice …", the bratty and selfish brunette relenting and pushing the platter of buns back over towards you, still trying to figure out the latest conundrum. Biting into the delicious frosted bun, you grin a little to yourself in her distraction, glad that she seems to care about your feelings despite how she tries to pretend otherwise. <<include [[ABDL Job Hannah Play End]]>>

You gaze following the direction of Hannah’s pointing finger, you listen on as she asks in her sweetest voice, "How steep is the slide $firstName? Does it look scary?", her attempt to sound particularly cute already making you suspicious. Peering over the edge of the long spiralling slide that looms over the ball pit, the tallest of the many slides attached to the immense and labyrinthine jungle gym you and Hannah have been exploring today, you start to feel a creeping sense of vertigo. You’re most certainly very high up. Though, even then you’re still a fair distance from the cavernous roof of the nursery’s main play room. Having assessed the height, you comment idly, "Yeah, it’s pretty high up Han…ahhhhh", Hannah’s name turning into a scream of surprise and shock. Whoosh! Down the slide you go. Piecing together what just happened between your screams as the wind whips across your face, the slide seeming to take for ever with its incredibly winding form, you remember feeling a slight pressure on your back before your tumble. Not just a pressure, but a giggled comment from Hannah just as you started disappearing out of view. You’re almost certain she said, "See you down there!". Landing with a loud crash against the sea of brightly coloured plastic balls of the ball pit, you have to quickly heave yourself out of the way to avoid having Hannah collide into you, the tell-tale sound of someone clunking down the slide alerting you just in time. More embarrassing though, Hannah comes out the end of the slide much more gracefully, obviously having had a blast with the experience of her rapid decent down the snaking tube, and squealing, "Weeeee!". Exasperated you turn to her, grumpily starting, "Hannah! That wasn’t …", you words cut short when she interrupts you jubilantly. Giggling still she exclaims, "That was so fun! Did you see how fast I went! We should do that again!", calming down slightly to add in a more contemplative and almost slightly apologetic tone, "Also … maybe pushing you was a little mean. But I wasn’t sure if you’d be willing to go, it was pretty far up! Want to go again?". Looking into her rather sincere looking eyes, the overly sugary tone she used before tricking you completely gone, you let out a sigh, nodding your approval. With another joyful laugh, Hannah grabs your hand, her face lighting up with delight as she drags you back towards the jungle gym. <<include [[ABDL Job Hannah Play End]]>>

"Wow! Heh, heh, like you looked so dopey eyed!", Hannah giggles, pointing at the huge television screen you’ve both been watching. Sitting next to each other on a huge beanbag, Hannah’s juddering laughter brushing up against you you’re so close, you sigh and pout, grumpily retorting, "I did not! I look fine! And … like … it was my first time here … I didn’t know what I was doing …". Your cheeks puffed out like a furious hamster, you try to give off an expression that will make sure she understands how annoyed you are by all her teasing. Your look of bratty borderline tantrum-ing only spurs her on further, her laughter booming out and the brunette herself doubling over in her seat she’s now laughing so loudly. "But … you … looked … so … clueless!", she manages to get out, her giggling almost subsiding before she sees something else which amuses her, bringing her straight back into her guffawing laughter, "Then … they … landed … on … you! I’ll have … have to find … those … two again!". As she speaks you see the scene of your first meeting with Katie and Daisy playing out on the big screen, the pigtailed blonde duo colliding into you in their enthusiasm to greet you on that fateful first tour of the nursery. Still, her comments are kind of mean even if it is pretty funny, and aside from that she’s making you blush by making you sit through watching it again! Opening your mouth to bite back at her again with your attempts to end the conversation, your entire mood flips around as you stare jaw agape at what has just appeared on the display. "Whaaa …", you stutter, as you watch an advert for another episode begin playing … an episode with Hannah in it! Right there on the screen for all to see is Hannah having a huge tantrum. It’s only clips, so you don’t catch the whole thing, but when it changes to the aftermath, tears and snot running down her face and her mouth full of soap suds you can’t help but break out into your own round of laughter. All the while, the real Hannah sitting next to you looks mortified, though whether it’s from the clip or the fact you saw it you can’t be sure. Instead she wails, "Noooooo! Stop watching, that’s not what happened! They’re completely lying! Lying I tell you!". The clip continuing, it then focuses on Hannah being spanked over the knee, the clip seemingly from later on, with Hannah dressed in a new outfit and without the snot and tears. Though not for long, as soon she’s crying all over again from the spanking. It gets worse though, as the partially out of sigh assailant begins to pull out a thermometer, causing the bratty girl to squirm and attempt to flee fruitlessly, her diaper being undone to show her bottom and bald vagina to the world. Literally leaping on top of you, her hands clasped over your eyes, Hannah howls with a sobbing tone that makes you wonder if she’s crying, "I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to be mean to you! You … looked … fine! I … don’t … want … to … watch … this … anymore! Please!", your mean yet regretful companions words managing to get through to you. With a short hug to comfort her, you both get up, Hannah quickly dragging you away from the TV area. Though, you can’t help but look back one last time, stifling your giggle as you catch sight of what happened to her next. <<include [[ABDL Job Hannah Play End]]>>

"… and that’s the eighth thing I’ll do now that I’m the tree Queen of the nursery. The ninth thing I’ll do is to make everyone who plays in the castle give me there as well, then I’ll be the … the double Queen of the nursery, and everyone will have to think I’m even more awesome then!", Hannah pronounces, looking down at you from her seat, perched a good five feet above you. Sighing internally, you curse whoever put a throne of all things in the huge treehouse complex at the back of the nursery’s playroom. It truly is amazing how big this place is, the treehouses themselves being huge, but when you add in all the interconnected walkways and rope bridges it makes the place a real maze. Strangely there don’t seem to be a lot of other littles who hang around this place, but that doesn’t seem to perturb your bratty companion who utterly loves the place, enjoying exploring all the hidden chambers within with a look of utter glee. It was about half an hour into your foray when you found this place, secreted at the top of one of the taller trees, a large octagonal chamber with a raised dais at the back upon which hosts the breath-taking wooden throne Hannah has affixed herself to. Whilst you did spot it first, you should have guessed that Hannah would rush past you to get to it, the idea of her declaring herself a Queen running through your mind even before she began shouting it out. Coughing lightly, you bring her focus back from the world of make believe, stating, "But Hannah, I don’t think the littles who like to spend time in the castle play area are just going to let you have where they play. Maybe you should share? The treehouses are huge after all", the briefest of hopes that she’ll listen to reason glimmering in your thoughts. "Well duh! That’s why if they don’t then you’ll have to beat them up for me! I’m your Queen after all!", she retorts as if that’s the most obvious thing in the world and that you’re clearly not very bright if you didn’t figure it out already. Pouting, you quickly exclaim, "I’m not beating anyone up!", not budging on the topic. Shrugging, Hannah lets out a short sigh before replying softly, "Alright, I do guess that wouldn’t be very Queenly. Maybe being just the Queen of one place might be enough … oh, or I could come up with a cool plan to taking from them through court intrigue and assassins to claim my prize!", the menacing laugh of an evil mastermind capping the end of her last statement. Pretty sure that she’s joking by now … or hoping she is at least, you shake your head slightly but let her continue to explain to you her incredibly complex and overly intricate plan to usurp succession of the playrooms castle from the other residents. Of course, when she mentions her plans for using goats and honey as part of it, neither of which you have any idea how she’d get, you can’t help but break out into laughter, Hannah smile beaming in response. "But, also, as the <<if $pronoun == 1>>Princess<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Prince<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>other person in charge<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Princess<<elseif $vagina>>Princess<<elseif $penis>>Prince<</if>> of my Queendom, you should come up with some of the plans too. I shouldn’t have to do all of the work. Oh, and you should get to make some of the rules up too … I suppose I could let you make every te…no, every fifth rule. Yeah! But, like, only because you think I’m awesome and stuff, and because I kind of like you!", she giggles, looking embarrassed after the final comment. Relaxing and blushing slightly yourself that she’d be willing to share with you, both in her plans and her self-appointed and almost certainly not binding monarchy, you find yourself enjoying the experience of playing make-believe about this imaginary Queendom. Maybe finding this throne wasn’t the worst thing in the world? <<include [[ABDL Job Hannah Play End]]>>

Stopping at a set of treehouses over in the far corner of the cavernous chamber, the marvellous structures strung together with high up rope bridges, the whole thing surrounded by an extra spongy floor section that’s painted green like grass. Clambering up a ladder without even looking back at you, patently expecting you to follow her, you climb up behind her, figuring that you wanted to hang out with her and curious where she’s leading you. You do, however, get a face full of her huge cushiony diapered rear above you as you make your way up, her dress doing nothing to hide it normally let alone when you’re below her. Reaching the surprisingly spacious wooden interior, complete with rugs and toy chests among other things, your companion takes a quick look around to check whether there’s anyone else there before flopping down onto the floor, pulling herself up into a cross-legged sitting position after a moment. Doing the same, and getting your own bearings with the tree house, you both sit in silence for an uncomfortably long time, Hannah almost saying something a few times before stopping herself. In the end, with a deep sigh she blurts out squeakily in rapid form, "Look I’m sorry! I was a big mean jerky bully to you when we met, and now I don’t get why you’d want to hang around me and stuff! But, I … um … I kind of like the company. It was fun being mean to you, but I guess I was really mean … maybe … probably too mean. So, I don’t want us to be not-friends or anything. In fact I kind of want us to be friends together … if that would be okay?", the previously menacing trainee now much meeker and unconfident in her uncertainty. <<if $hannahDating>>Of course, you know all this already, telling her, "It’s okay, we’re okay. I mean, we’re dating so I can’t be that mad about it all can I? So, lets hang out and have lots of fun together, okay?", your tone jokey to break the mood in an attempt to make her smile.<<else>>Seeing that she seems sincere in her apology, awkward as it is, you can’t help but attempt to console her, responding, "It’s fine. You were a bit of a bully, but you said sorry. Lets hang out and have fun together, okay?", your tone light and happy, hoping to cheer her up.<</if>> Grinning at your words, obviously glad that you’re not holding her past interactions with you against her, Hannah adds in a slightly brattier tone, "But … like, I still get to be bossy at times, because it’s fun. And, like, I still want to tease you, because that’s what I do. Just … I’ll try and not be as bad as before when we spend time together. Unless you want me to be, but I’ll … you know, keep your feelings in mind more", dramatically sighing before stating loudly, "Bleh! All this feelings stuff is so tiring". Giggling together, and both in a much better mood, you feel like today you’ve grown a lot closer already. Blushing over all the emotional words you just shared, Hannah grabs your hand, loudly showing you around the mostly empty tree house base. She proclaims confidently that she’s going to be Queen of the nursery someday, but some of the other residents have claims on the castle, so for now she’s going to be in charge of the tree house whenever she can be. Though, she adds slightly quieter that you can be <<if $pronoun == 1>>a Queen or Princess too<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>a King or a Prince too<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>in charge too<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>a Queen or Princess too<<elseif $vagina>>a Queen or Princess too<<elseif $penis>>a king or Prince too<</if>>, if you want to be. <<include [[ABDL Job Hannah Play End]]>>

"I wanna have a nap!", Hannah sulks, stomping on the spot and pouting at you, her lower lip extended and quivering in an attempt to get sympathy. She gets a few odd looks from other little’s who are around in return, but by now you figure most of the other residents are either used to her, or that there are other little’s just as prone to tantrums. You might not normally put up opposition to the idea of napping. But, after she just spent the last hour sleeping through TV shows that she, ‘just had to watch’, waking up briefly every now and then to demand it all be rewound to the beginning, you’re significantly less sympathetic, telling her firmly, "No", a little frustrated stomp of your own mirroring Hannah’s. Practically breaking into tears, your complaining companion sobs, "But I’m tried! And, I’m cranky! And, I need a nap! Why are you being so mean!", her face scrunched up as she takes in a deep breath after every loud moaning statement. Relenting, you quickly answer, "Okay, okay! We can go for a nap", feeling completely awkward after the scene she’s just started, and not wanting to be seen as having made someone cry. Almost immediately Hannah stops, instead springing into a much happier and more energetic mood. "Yay! Nap time!", she giggles, dragging you over to the sleeping mats before you have the opportunity to really think about how amazingly quickly she changed from being upset to being completely fine the with everything. Instead, you find yourself pushed over onto the immensely cushiony floor, Hannah landing mostly on top of you only a few seconds later. "You’re my pillow", she giggles lightly, not giving you much of a choice in the matter. Though, it is pretty comfortable, and with her head lolloped on your stomach she’s pretty adorable. Sighing, you realize that after all the arguing with her you actually could do with a nap yourself. Maybe she was right about the whole getting a nap thing? <<include [[ABDL Job Hannah Play End]]>>

"I’m sorry I didn’t have anything more fun planned. If I’d have known I’d have a little helper along with me, then I would have found something more enjoyable for you to help out with. Maybe next time we could bake some tasty treats for everyone instead?", laments Kristen as she hands you another freshly dried baby bottle to put on the shelf. Since offering your help to her, you’ve spent the best part of an hour with Kristen in a section of the nursery you don’t think you’ve ever seen before. Hidden down some side corridors, very much out of the way of the main areas that the littles reside in, it’s a lot less colourful and well-decorated. Instead, it’s bland yet clean, likely not somewhere that the littles ever spend any time but not neglected or run-down in any way, just a series of utility rooms, kitchens and other assorted staff areas. It’s a little boring you think as you place the bottle next to the others, maybe a hundred since you started, but it does feel nice to make some else’s day easier. "It’s okay Miss Kristen", you respond, not wanting to make her worry, "Baking some buns would be fun, but I’m happy to help you with the washing up too". "Awww! Aren’t you’re the sweetest little in the nursery. This is going much faster with you here to put them away after I’ve dried them. Only a couple left to go now, then we can get you a juice box and a snack for all the hard work you’ve done", the professional looking carer comments, reaching out to pat you on the head supportively, her cheerful smile making it clear that she’s glad for the company. "Yay! Thank you Miss Kristen", you giggle in return, slightly embarrassed over the well-deserved compliments she’s given you, but equally happy that she thinks so highly of you. Just as you’re having a rather pleasant moment between the two of you, you realize another presence has entered the cleaning station, standing in the doorway. "Now you’re having the babies do your work? Wow Kristen, that must be a new low for you, and that is saying something. At least this way we have less broken plates and bottles to clean up after I suppose", cattily comments the newcomer, dragging both of your attention away from your current task. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/TammyFull.png]]</div> Taking a better look, you spot the source of the mean tirade, a slightly shorter than average woman with dark red hair that’s shorn into a practically non-existent pixie cut. With long fluttering eyelashes accentuated by expertly applied eyeliner and mascara, a deep crimson lipstick on her beautiful sneering lips, and some of the most well-manicured matching red fingernails you’ve ever seen, you get the impression that she puts a lot of effort into her appearance. Other than that, she’s wearing a similar outfit to Kristen, a business suit, blouse, vest, stockings and professional skirt, the nurseries’ logo embroidered on her lapel. However, unlike Kristen, the girls outfit looks better tailored, hugging all her delicate curves perfectly, with the skirt being just slightly too short as to turn heads. "It’s not like that Tammy. $firstName is just helping me out today, and Mr Glover even suggested it in the first place. Why don’t you join us? We’re almost done, and it’d be a great chance for you to get to know $firstName better, <<if $pronoun == 1>>she’s<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he’s<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they’re<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>she’s<<elseif $vagina>>she’s<<elseif $penis>>he’s<</if>> very sweet and is on the trainee program, so we should all do our best to make <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>her<<elseif $vagina>>her<<elseif $penis>>him<</if>> feel welcome", Kristen explains, the faintest hint of hurt and desperation in her voice as she does so, gesturing to you as if doing so will confirm her points. Laughing haughtily and flicking her head about, it doesn’t seem like Tammy particularly cares, instead mockingly stating, "Sure, that sounds so much fun. It’s a hard pass for me, I’ve got more important work to do than babysitting the pair of you", wandering away whilst Kristen fails to splutter out a response. With a deep sigh, rubbing her face, Kristen turns to you and gives you another head pat, "Sorry about her $firstName, Tammy is a little … persnickety. She’s much nicer when you get to know her", pausing for a second, she continues, "How about we call it a day early and get you a snack or two now instead?", offering you a weak smile along with it. <<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen End]]>>

<<if visited() == 1>>Wandering around the main playroom, you decide to go looking for Kristen, the tall black-haired carer with the glasses, intending on helping her out while you’re here for this visit. Surprisingly, she ends up being remarkably hard to track down, likely because she’s darting around doing all sorts of tasks to keep the nursery running properly. Thankfully, asking around you manage to get pointed in her direction, one of the residents having just spotted her. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KristenLarge.png]]</div> Heading over to where she was last spotted, you breathe a sigh of relief upon seeing the almost six foot tall woman. Looking her over, firstly taking in her tight and tidy black hair bun, meticulously kempt and neat the mid-twenties woman is wearing the same pair of no-nonsense glasses as the last time. Making her look stern and mean at first glance, you’re glad to once again spot some faint smile marks at the edge of on her mouth, along with a warmth in her green eyes, helping calm your concerns. Still wearing a business suit, complete with blouse, vest, stockings and a short but not too short professional skirt, she comes off more as a facility administrator than a nursery staff member, though you can clearly see the nurseries’ logo embroidered on her lapel. Other than that she’s relatively plain, but certainly not unattractive, just slightly frumpy in her strict work clothes. "Hi Miss Kristen, how are things going today?", you ask with a happy wave, gathering her attention as she bends down to pick up toys off of the floor, seemingly in the process of putting them away. With a bit of a jump of surprise, she manages to drop most of the teddy bears and plush blocks that her arms were laden with, the accumulated stuffies piling at her feet. However, she doesn’t seem upset at this, instead politely smiling at you, "Hello $firstName. Things are going fine thank you, I just finished up with bringing out the fresh blankets for the napping area. Is that why you’re asking? If so they’re already out. Or did you need some other help?". "No, that’s not it Miss Kristen", you respond, shaking your head with a grin, hoping that what you say next will make her day, "Papa Glover said that you could always use help, so I’m here to help you out. He said you put a lot of work looking after all the little’s so I want to make it easier for you". Her face lighting up, more so than you even expected, she picks up the fallen toys again, multitasking as she answers you, "That’s very nice of you $firstName. I’d be honoured to have you help out with my chores around the nursery. But, I don’t want you to feel like to you have to, it’s my job to do this, to look after adorable residents like you, so if you’d rather go play then don’t worry about me". Of course, shaking your head to make it clear you want to stay and help, Kristen is thoroughly contented by your response, carefully placing the soft toys in a nearby toy chest before returning her attention back to you with a cheerful grin. … <<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen First Time]]>><<else>>Wandering around the main playroom, you decide to go looking again for Kristen, the tall black-haired carer with the glasses, intending on helping her out while you’re here for this visit. Once again though, she ends up being remarkably hard to track down, likely because she’s so busy darting around helping keep the nursery running properly. But, by now you know how best to track her down, asking around until you manage to get pointed in her direction, one of the many residents having just spotted her. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KristenLarge.png]]</div> Heading over to where she was last spotted, you breathe a sigh of relief upon seeing the almost six foot tall woman. Looking her over, firstly taking in her <<if $kristenTransformLevel == 3>>pigtails tied off with blue ribbon bows<<else>>tight and tidy black hair bun, meticulously kempt and neat<</if>>,the mid-twenties woman is wearing the same old pair of no-nonsense glasses<<if $kristenTransformLevel == 3>> and a pacifier<</if>> as previously. Making her <<if $kristenTransformLevel == 3>>look kind of silly, though you know she’s both serious and kind really<<else>>look stern and mean at first glance, you’re happy she has those faint smile marks at the edge of on her mouth, along with a warmth in her green eyes, helping stop people get the wrong impression about her<</if>>. Still wearing <<if $kristenTransformLevel >= 2>>most of a business suit, complete with blouse, vest, and stockings, but missing the skirt so that she’s constantly showing off her puffy white diaper, she comes off as kind of weird despite trying to look professional. Though, you can clearly see the nurseries’ logo embroidered on her lapel, so it’s obvious she works here<<elseif $kristenTransformLevel >= 1>>a business suit, complete with blouse, vest, stockings and a short but not too short professional skirt, she comes off more as a facility administrator than a nursery staff member, though you can clearly see the nurseries’ logo embroidered on her lapel. You also notice the tell-tale signs of a white puffy diaper sticking out from under her skirt, the tiny garment too short to hide it<<else>>a business suit, complete with blouse, vest, stockings and a short but not too short professional skirt, she comes off more as a facility administrator than a nursery staff member, though you can clearly see the nurseries’ logo embroidered on her lapel<</if>>. Other than that she’s relatively plain, but certainly not unattractive, just slightly frumpy in her strict work clothes. "Hi Miss Kristen, can I help you out again today?", you ask with a happy wave approaching her as she goes about tidying up one of the many play areas. Politely smiling at you in turn, the officious woman responds, "Hello $firstName. Of course I can make use of you again. Where would I be without my special little helper?", causing you to giggle joyfully at the compliment, glad that she has such a high opinion of you. Tagging along behind her as she heads to put away the stack of blankets and toys she’s accumulated, Kristen starts to talk about all the things that are on her to-do list today, asking you which you think you’d like to help out with the most. … <<if visited() >= 3 && $kristenTransformLevel == 0>><<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen Diapered]]>><<elseif visited() >= 5 && $kristenTransformLevel == 1>><<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen Skirt]]>><<elseif visited() >= 7 && $kristenTransformLevel == 2>><<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen Pigtails]]>><<else>><<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Diapering", "Making Beds", "Book Time", "Baking Cookies", "Finger Painting")>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene =="Diapering">><<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen Diapering]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Making Beds">><<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen Making Beds]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Book Time">><<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen Book Time]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Baking Cookies">><<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen Baking Cookies]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Finger Painting">><<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen Finger Painting]]>><</if>><</if>><</if>>

... Tired from all the work you’ve done helping out Kristen, you let out a large yawn, stretching out your arms. Jumping a little in surprise as the carer taps you on the shoulder, she informs you that your shift is almost up, so she’s going to walk you over to the talking tree. Giving her the smallest sulky pout over having to stop, you realize with how exhausted you are you probably could do with a small break at the very least. Not able to keep up your grumpiness over the decision for long, especially once Kristen starts complimenting all the work you’ve just done, you begin to let the tall woman steer you over to the front of the nursery. Making your way over to the talking tree together, you are curious to see how high your ratings were today. Moving up to the cartoonish screen of the tree with Kristen, you see she was right about the time and it is almost the end of your nursery shift, your earnings report already on full display. <<set $earnings = 100>><<set $random = random(7,8)>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a $random point rating from - helping Kristen with her work chores : <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt Bonus from Kristen for helping her : G.G.P + 100<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you say your final goodbyes to Kristen, the huge carer patting you on the head lovingly before thanking you once again. Telling you that she hopes to see you again soon as you leave, you walk out of the nursery and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Today you end up helping Kristen to make beds in the private residences section of the nursery. It turns out that there are a lot of littles living there, and as such they need their rooms tidied and their bedding changed daily. You’re not having to clean them up today, just swapping out the bedding, but it’s still a pretty strenuous task. Thankfully you have Kristen to help you, and with her size and work ethic it doesn’t end up being too difficult. More interestingly you get to see the private bedrooms of the littles, though Kristen keeps a close eye on you the whole time, telling you that she has to be cautious when letting anyone near the private spaces of her charges. The rooms themselves vary significantly, some of them bigger than others, and most of them furnished and decorated specifically for the resident in question. Kristen casually explains to you as she folds up some of the old sheets that the littles get points much like you do as a trainee, and they can spend them on better rooms, decorations, clothing, toys, etc. Though, she adds more quietly that Papa Glover is extremely soft with the littles, and so if they really want something all they need to do is ask him. Somewhat surprisingly, you also notice that some of the rooms are shared, with Kristen jumping in to comment that shared accommodation is something that’s requested by many of the residents, and not just how they allocate the rooms. You also see that not everyone has a bed, with some of the littles, especially those with the most childish of rooms, having cribs instead. At one point you even see a huge double-crib with locks of the outside, Kristen giggling for a second that the little in question again requested it, but unwilling to divulge who they might be. Not to mention the huge room with possibly the largest pink four poster bed you’ve ever seen, and that ends up being no small task to change the bedding on. All in all it’s pretty fun, if a bit tiring. Kristen is nice to chat to, and seeing how well looked after the littles who live at the nursery are makes you feel better about the place in general. You’re at the very least sure that everyone seems to be living comfortably. <<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen End]]>>

In the end you help Kristen work at changing diapers for the many littles who are currently living in the nursery. Thankfully you don’t have to do the diapering yourself, as you figure it would be kind of gross to change so many diapers, most of which you guess probably would be used, but do you do get to hang around Kristen while she does. Your part of the job is to fetch her the diapers from one of the nearby shelves, and to refill the wet wipes and baby powder. All in all, it’s actually pretty fun. It’s not too tough for you to do, and there are lots of people to talk to, the various littles very grateful to both Kristen and you for the help. Your friendly carer Kristen is also quite chatty, praising your help whilst telling you all about the nursery and all the fun things that the staff are planning. She even tells you that they’re planning out new gameshows as you speak, but she’s quiet about what they’ll be about, commenting that it’s a big surprise. The only thing that really stands out to you is that Kristen doesn’t seem very good at diapering people. More than once, you notice that the diaper seems to be drooping before the adult-baby leaves the room, in one instance the diaper actually falling off after only a couple of steps. If you had to guess, you’d say that she isn’t taping them tight enough, but you can’t be completely sure just looking on. Sadly, when these failed diapering’s take place you can see the concern pass across Kristen’s features, even if she doesn’t comment on it. Still, it’s enjoyable helping her, and Kristen is certainly thankful for your company. <<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen End]]>>

The task you end up helping Kristen today is helping out in the story-time area. At first you think it might be mostly putting books away and generally tidying up. But, to your joy, it instead turns out to be bringing books to Kristen as she reads to the littles who come and sit around her feet as she remains seated in a big cushiony arm chair. Better, as her helper you not only get to select the books she reads, but also you get a special seat next to her to make sure that you always have a place to sit no matter how busy it gets. Selecting the books to read means you get to pick out all the ones that you want to hear, though you do make sure to be fair in what you bring back, not wanting to come off as selfish in your picks. Kristen, meanwhile, is surprisingly good at this, keeping the assembled littles attention with ease as she puts on voices, shows them the pictures, and just generally does a great job at telling them the stories one after another. It’s great fun, but whilst not very strenuous work, still makes you quickly quite sleepy. Something about Kristen telling all those stories while you sit in your own little comfy chair has you drifting half-asleep. So much so, that Kristen has to wake you up a couple of times, patting you comfortingly on the head to rouse you from your slumber. Though, you’re glad to see that she doesn’t seem upset about it, instead finding your napping both cute and a little humorous. <<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen End]]>>

<<addToWardrobe "Green Nightie">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Green Nightie you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. <<if $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Flirty Touch Voucher">>"Nice. It looks comfortable", Destiny states conversationally, though when you bring out the voucher she looks a little more awake. "Huh, yeah seems legit. Guess I just have to ring this up instead", she adds, more to herself than to you, as she takes the voucher from you, scanning it and placing it in the till. Happy that it’s been processed, Destiny packs your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side.<<else>>"Nice. It looks comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Nightie">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Pink Nightie you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. <<if $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Flirty Touch Voucher">>"Nice. It looks comfortable", Destiny states conversationally, though when you bring out the voucher she looks a little more awake. "Huh, yeah seems legit. Guess I just have to ring this up instead", she adds, more to herself than to you, as she takes the voucher from you, scanning it and placing it in the till. Happy that it’s been processed, Destiny packs your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side.<<else>>"Nice. It looks comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "White Nightie">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of White Nightie you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. <<if $inventory.indexOf("Flirty Touch Voucher") != -1>><<removeFromInventory "Flirty Touch Voucher">>"Nice. It looks comfortable", Destiny states conversationally, though when you bring out the voucher she looks a little more awake. "Huh, yeah seems legit. Guess I just have to ring this up instead", she adds, more to herself than to you, as she takes the voucher from you, scanning it and placing it in the till. Happy that it’s been processed, Destiny packs your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side.<<else>>"Nice. It looks comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "White Bathrobe">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of nightwear and lingerie, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a White Bathrobe you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "That’s nice. But … huh … that’s pretty expensive. Must be a really good bathrobe I suppose. Does feel good", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Red And Black Gothic Lolita Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the alcoves containing a dress displayed on a mannequin. Deciding upon the Red And Black Gothic Lolita Dress, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it, extremely excited that one of her custom pieces has been picked. "Wonderful! This is truly one of my favourite designs I’ve ever produced. The lacing is all hand stitched, and not to mention those bows! It really is a classic piece of Gothic Lolita fashion, from the extremely wide layered skirt, to the detailing on the chest and neckline. I was tempted to keep if or myself, but I’m more of a classic Lolita, sweet Lolita or maid Lolita fashion fan in my own wardrobe. Well, that and I wouldn’t be a very good designer if I never sold my work. That said, I’m glad it’s going to a good home!", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Lolita Maid Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the alcoves containing a dress displayed on a mannequin. Deciding upon the Blue Lolita Maid Dress, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it, extremely excited that one of her custom pieces has been picked. "What can I even say about this piece, it’s a classic design within the fashion! Produced in the image of the illustrations of the original Alice in Wonderland by John Tenniel, there are a few differences to it. For example, I made the dress a little shorter to match the times, along with shortening the apron to make it less intrusive. I also lengthened the sleeves somewhat, a choice that I’m still in two minds over. But, I personally think it’s a wonderful spin on a classic design, with a hint of my own ideas worked in. I will say that it’s more a maid’s dress than a Lolita one really, a by-product of the melding of maid and Lolita fashion, somewhat of an overlap. Though, I still think it’s rather adorable, and will be considered a treasure among dresses to anyone who sees you in it! I’m glad it’s going to a good home!", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Short Lolita Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the alcoves containing a dress displayed on a mannequin. Deciding upon the Black Short Lolita Dress, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it, extremely excited that one of her custom pieces has been picked. "This is exciting! When I made this dress I was attempting to mix up the more classic Lolita look with a more modern twist. You see, in Lolita fashion circles whilst showing the wearers legs is fine, the fashion is generally meant to be somewhat conservative and covering. My hope was to create a piece that was somewhere between classic and gothic Lolita styles, but was also a little provocative and flirty. To that end, I think this piece does that with youthful gusto. You’ll look amazing in it. I’m just so glad it’s going to a good home!", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pastel Purple Short Lolita Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the alcoves containing a dress displayed on a mannequin. Deciding upon the Pastel Purple Short Lolita Dress, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it, extremely excited that one of her custom pieces has been picked. "This is exciting! This dress was a part of my foray in attempting to mix up the more classic Lolita look with a more modern twist. You see, in Lolita fashion circles whilst showing the wearers legs is fine, the fashion is generally meant to be somewhat conservative and covering, and with the length and lack of sleeves and neckpiece this certainly isn’t. My hope was to create a piece that was somewhere between classic and sweet Lolita styles, but was also more provocative and flirty. To that end, I think this piece does that with youthful gusto. In fact, I think most would probably wear a blouse under it and mistake it for a JSK, though it’s really not needed in my mind. You’ll look amazing in it! I’m just so glad it’s going to a good home!", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Classic Long Sleeved Lolita Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the alcoves containing a dress displayed on a mannequin. Deciding upon the Black Classic Long Sleeved Lolita Dress, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it, extremely excited that one of her custom pieces has been picked. "Excellent! This dress was produced as part of my foray into producing classic Lolita fashion outfits. I think it has a hint of gothic Lolita fashion in it, but the detailing was a large effort, and I think it paid off. It’s a more simple elegant and conservative dress, as is the style, but I still think it can stand up against more complex designs that you often see in modern Lolita fashion. You’ll look amazing in it! I’m just so glad it’s going to a good home!", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Maroon Classic Long Sleeved Lolita Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the alcoves containing a dress displayed on a mannequin. Deciding upon the Maroon Classic Long Sleeved Lolita Dress, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it, extremely excited that one of her custom pieces has been picked. "Excellent! This dress was produced as part of my foray into producing classic Lolita fashion outfits. It’s a more simple elegant and conservative dress, as is the style, but I still think it can stand up against more complex designs that you often see in modern Lolita fashion. Maroon is such a classic colour within this particular subset of the fashion, and I think that’s really nice, it suits these style of dresses so well. And, to top it off it has the most adorable neck bow, an addition I think is sorely underused. You’ll look amazing in it! I’m just so glad it’s going to a good home!", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<if $buttplug.indexOf("Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug") == -1>><<addToButtplug "Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug">><</if>><<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Dog Ear Clips") == -1>><<addToHairAccessories "Dog Ear Clips">><</if>><<if $neckwear.indexOf("Red Leather Bell Collar") == -1>><<addToNeckwear "Red Leather Bell Collar">><</if>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Leather Puppy Harness") == -1>><<addToWardrobe "Black Leather Puppy Harness">><</if>>Deciding to pick being a puppy out of the options given to you, you tell Vincent, "I suppose I’ll choose to be a puppy then?", your gentlemanly sponsor’s eyes lighting up with barely contained glee. "Exceptional, truly outstanding!", he chortles gleefully, beginning to root around in his bag, "I’m sure you’ll soon be a prime example of a puppy-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. However, there’s a monumental amount of training ahead of us before we can begin to contemplate that. Until such a time, instead, we’ll need to press on ahead with establishing all the behaviours, mannerisms, commands and rules. For puppies there is a lot to absorb, but once it’s engrained within you it’ll start to become second nature". Hands coming out of its mysterious depths laden with objects Vincent begins laying them out on your bed to better display them to you. "Now it’s entirely possible that you’ve already obtained ownership of some of these, but you can always benefit from a spare. What I have for you as a gift to celebrate your graduation of basic Pet-Play training and transition into being a puppy-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> includes; a new Red Leather Bell Collar, a Black Leather Puppy Harness, a pair of Dog Ear Clips for you hair, a Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug, and 1000 G.G.P accredited to your account. Now that all might seem too much, but it does come with a bit of a proviso which I’ll ameliorate upon later. For this moment, I’d be exceptionally appreciative if you’d be willing to try everything on for me. What do you say my pet?", the collar, harness, hair clips, and butt plug all sparklingly new and expensive looking as they rest before you. Asking slightly with a slightly embarrassed tone, "Thank you sir, that’s very kind of you … but do you really want me to try out all of them?", your eyes unable to leave the butt plug and the thought of having to put it in under the stately older man’s gaze. "Of course my pet, how else would I know if they fit!", he exclaims in response, clearly amused by the situation as he begins handing over the articles of clothing to you one by one. Once you’ve got everything but the new collar, in a very gentlemanly manoeuvre Vincent tips his cap in your direction before turning his back to you, giving you some unexpected privacy. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Removing your $currentUnderwear<<else>>Already naked<</if>>, you take the rubbery plug head and apply a copious amount of lubricant to it, still amazed that of all the amenities your room could have they supply you with lube. Not knowing how long you have before Vincent will check in on you, you bend slightly, sticking out your <<checkAss>> rear which you part the cheeks of with your spare hand, plunging the furry tailed butt plug deep into your back passage. The fluff of your new puppy tail gently wafting against the backs of your thighs, and the ache from your anal intrusion soon departing, you next turn your attention to the leather puppy harness. Though, given that it’s only a tiny bit of leather strapping that emphasizes your <<if $breastSize > 0>><<checkBreast>> breasts<<else>>chest<</if>> it’s hard to really consider it clothing at all. Lastly you slot the ear clips into your hair, completing the look with a pair of floppy fluffy ears which match your tail in colour. <<set $currentButtplug = "Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug">><<set $currentClothing = "Black Leather Puppy Harness">><<set $currentHairAccessory = "Dog Ear Clips">>Informing your trainer, "All done", your new ‘outfit’ leaving you rather exposed, you wait as he elatedly inspects you undoubtedly overjoyed with what he sees. "Superb, all that’s left is your new collar. Now, mind you, as I might have mentioned in passing previously, whilst I’m presenting you with a collar I am not collaring you in terms of ownership. This is purely an aesthetic matter, <<if $currentNeckwear == "None">>to give you an idea how its presence will change your appearance<<else>>though I’ll need to temporarily remove your existing collar to do so<</if>>", Vincent muses conversationally, <<if $currentNeckwear == "None">>briskly securing the red leather collar around your neck<<else>>first removing your $currentNeckwear before briskly securing the red leather collar around your neck<</if>>. The bell making ding-a-ling sound from the slightest of movements.<<set $currentNeckwear = "Red Leather Bell Collar">> <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/KneelingPuppy.png]]</div><</if>>Curious to what he thinks of your new look, you decide to query him, asking your trainer, "Does it all look okay sir?", doing a slow spin for him. Nodding, once again obviously pleased, Vincent returns to lecturing you about Pet-Play with his usual gusto, "Yes, yes, indeed. More than okay I’d dare say, you look truly resplendent. As established earlier, these are all gifts, and it’s up to you whether you make use of them. However, as also mentioned previously there is a slight caveat to that. You see my pet, now we’re embarking on the second stage of your training I will be implementing some more stringent rules, the first of which is a requirement for you to have at least one article of puppy-related clothing on you. That might be a collar of almost any kind, the ear clips, the harness, the tail plug, I’d even settle for a real pair of dog ears or a tail, but you must have something that indicates you to be a puppy about your person". "Much as with any rule, this one will be enforced with punishment demerits, which if they build up too high will result in a variety of punishments, and eventually lead to your disqualification from my training scheme. From the bottom of my heart I hope none of that need occur, but you are now forewarned. Further, you may be set homework tasks to undertake that will play into this system too, though success in them will be thoroughly rewarded to affirm such positive behaviour from you. This might seem somewhat scary, though I assure you I shall adjudicate these matters with the utmost fairness. For now, I think it’s about time I depart as to give you some time to think", he finally finishes, zipping up his now somewhat lighter duffle bag as he readies himself to depart. A little shell-shocked with all the new information, the idea of tasks, rewards and punishments making your impending puppy training all the more real, you look to your kindly sponsor, "Oh … um … thank you sir …. I’ll, erm, try my best?", unsure of what else to say. Listening attentively, Vincent chimes in with a tone of pure adoration, "I’m sure you will my cute puppy-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, I’m sure you will. Try your best, and indubitably that effort will be rewarded, in this instance with a comfortable life overseen by an affectionate and attentive owner. Now get some rest, we’ve much work through once next we meet", the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly trainer now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the intense visit that just transpired. Your body quivering slightly from thinking about what life as a puppy-slave might be like, you try to regain your composure. As for Vincent, it was obvious that he enjoyed himself, though his announcement about punishments and possibly flunking out does worry you. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder enthusiastically to yourself what will happen on his next visit.<<if $diaperLocked>> Of course, knowing that being out of your diaper outside of an officially sanctioned situation, you reluctantly put yourself back into your $currentUnderwear, wanting to avoid trouble.<</if>> <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

<<if $buttplug.indexOf("Black Cat Tail Butt Plug") == -1>><<addToButtplug "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug">><</if>><<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Cat Ear Clips") == -1>><<addToHairAccessories "Cat Ear Clips">><</if>><<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Leather Bell Collar") == -1>><<addToNeckwear "Pink Leather Bell Collar">><</if>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Latex Kitten Bodysuit") == -1>><<addToWardrobe "Black Latex Kitten Bodysuit">><</if>>Deciding to pick being a kitten out of the options given to you, you tell Vincent, "I suppose I’ll choose to be a kitten then?", your gentlemanly sponsor’s eyes lighting up with barely contained glee. "Exceptional, truly outstanding!", he chortles gleefully, beginning to root around in his bag, "I’m sure you’ll soon be a prime example of a cat-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. However, there’s a monumental amount of behavioural training ahead of us before we can begin to contemplate that. For kittens it’s more important to learn general mannerisms than specific tricks, but once it’s engrained within you it’ll start to become second nature". Hands coming out of its mysterious depths laden with objects Vincent begins laying them out on your bed to better display them to you. "Now it’s entirely possible that you’ve already obtained ownership of some of these, but you can always benefit from a spare. What I have for you as a gift to celebrate your graduation of basic Pet-Play training and transition into being a kitten includes; a new Pink Leather Bell Collar, a Black Latex Kitten Bodysuit, a pair of Cat Ear Clips for you hair, a Black Cat Tail Butt Plug, and 1000 G.G.P accredited to your account. Now that all might seem too much, but it does come with a bit of a proviso which I’ll ameliorate upon later. For this moment, I’d be exceptionally appreciative if you’d be willing to try everything on for me. What do you say my pet?", the collar, latex bodysuit, hair clips, and butt plug all sparklingly new and expensive looking as they rest before you. Asking slightly with a slightly embarrassed tone, "Thank you sir, that’s very kind of you … but do you really want me to try out all of them?", your eyes unable to leave the butt plug and the thought of having to put it in under the stately older man’s gaze. "Of course my pet, how else would I know if they fit!", he exclaims in response, clearly amused by the situation as he begins handing over the articles of clothing to you one by one. Once you’ve got everything but the new collar, in a very gentlemanly manoeuvre Vincent tips his cap in your direction before turning his back to you, giving you some unexpected privacy. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Removing your $currentUnderwear<<else>>Already naked<</if>>, you take the rubbery plug head and apply a copious amount of lubricant to it, still amazed that of all the amenities your room could have they supply you with lube. Not knowing how long you have before Vincent will check in on you, you bend slightly, sticking out your <<checkAss>> rear which you part the cheeks of with your spare hand, plunging the furry tailed butt plug deep into your back passage. The fluff of your new kitten tail gently wafting against the backs of your thighs, and the ache from your anal intrusion soon departing, you next turn your attention to the latex kitten bodysuit. However, unlike the plug this is much more difficult to get on, having to roll up the latex outfit slightly to squeeze your way into it. Though, it does nicely emphasize your <<if $breastSize > 0>><<checkBreast>> breasts<<else>>chest<</if>> when you get it on, clinging skin tight to you in a luxuriously alluring manner. Lastly you slot the ear clips into your hair, completing the look with a pair of adorable cat ears which match your tail in colour. <<set $currentButtplug = "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug">><<set $currentClothing = "Black Latex Kitten Bodysuit">><<set $currentHairAccessory = "Cat Ear Clips">>Informing your trainer, "All done", your new ‘outfit’ leaving you rather exposed, you wait as he elatedly inspects you undoubtedly overjoyed with what he sees. "Superb, all that’s left is your new collar. Now, mind you, as I might have mentioned in passing previously, whilst I’m presenting you a collar I am not collaring you in terms of ownership. This is purely an aesthetic matter, <<if $currentNeckwear == "None">>to give you an idea how its presence will change your appearance<<else>>though I’ll need to temporarily remove your existing neckwear to do so<</if>>", Vincent muses conversationally, <<if $currentNeckwear == "None">>briskly securing the pink collar around your neck<<else>>first removing your $currentNeckwear before briskly securing the pink collar around your neck<</if>>. As you make only the slightest of movements the bell rings with a ding-a-ling sound, your trainer’s face beaming with amusement.<<set $currentNeckwear = "Pink Leather Bell Collar">> <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/KneelingKitten.png]]</div><</if>>Curious to what he thinks of your new look, you decide to query him, asking your trainer, "Does it all look okay sir?", doing a slow spin for him. Nodding, once again obviously pleased, Vincent returns to lecturing you about Pet-Play with his usual gusto, "Yes, yes, indeed. More than okay I’d dare say, you look truly resplendent. As established earlier, these are all gifts, and it’s up to you whether you make use of them. However, as also mentioned previously there is a slight caveat to that. You see my pet, now we’re embarking on the second stage of your training I will be implementing some more stringent rules, the first of which is a requirement for you to have at least one article of kitten-related clothing on you. That might be a collar of almost any kind, the ear clips, the bodysuit, the tail plug, I’d even settle for a real pair of cat ears or a tail, but you must have something that indicates you to be a kitten about your person". "Much as with any rule, this one will be enforced with punishment demerits, which if they build up too high will result in a variety of punishments, and eventually lead to your disqualification from my training scheme. From the bottom of my heart I hope none of that need occur, but you are now forewarned. Further, you may be set homework tasks to undertake that will play into this system too, though success in them will be thoroughly rewarded to affirm such positive behaviour from you. This might seem somewhat scary, though I assure you I shall adjudicate these matters with the utmost fairness. For now, I think it’s about time I depart as to give you some time to think", he finally finishes, zipping up his now somewhat lighter duffle bag as he readies himself to depart. A little shell-shocked with all the new information, the idea of tasks, rewards and punishments making your impending kitten training all the more real, you look to your kindly sponsor, "Oh … um … thank you sir …. I’ll, erm, try my best?", unsure of what else to say. Listening attentively, Vincent chimes in with a tone of pure adoration, "I’m sure you will my cute kitten-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, I’m sure you will. Try your best, and indubitably that effort will be rewarded, in this instance with a comfortable life overseen by an affectionate and attentive owner. Now get some rest, we’ve much work through once next we meet", the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly trainer now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the intense visit that just transpired. Your body quivering slightly from thinking about what life as a kitten-slave might be like, you try to regain your composure. As for Vincent, it was obvious that he enjoyed himself, though his announcement about punishments and possibly flunking out does worry you. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder enthusiastically to yourself what will happen on his next visit.<<if $diaperLocked>> Of course, knowing that being out of your diaper outside of an officially sanctioned situation, you reluctantly put yourself back into your $currentUnderwear, wanting to avoid trouble.<</if>> <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

<<if $buttplug.indexOf("Red Pony Tail Butt Plug") == -1>><<addToButtplug "Red Pony Tail Butt Plug">><</if>><<if $neckwear.indexOf("Brown Plain Leather Collar") == -1>><<addToNeckwear "Brown Plain Leather Choker">><</if>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Leather Pony Harness") == -1>><<addToWardrobe "Black Leather Pony Harness">><</if>>Deciding to pick being a pony out of the options given to you, you tell Vincent, "I suppose I’ll choose to be a pony then?", your gentlemanly sponsor’s eyes lighting up with barely contained glee. "Exceptional, truly outstanding!", he chortles gleefully, beginning to root around in his bag, "I’m sure you’ll soon be a prime example of a pony-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. However, there’s a monumental amount of rigorous physical training ahead of us before we can begin to contemplate that. For ponies matters are much stricter, both in terms of the rules that apply to them, as well as the standards that they must live up to. Regardless, by the end of it you’ll be at the peak of good health that’s for certain". Hands coming out of its mysterious depths laden with objects Vincent begins laying them out on your bed to better display them to you. "Now it’s entirely possible that you’ve already obtained ownership of some of these, but you can always benefit from a spare. What I have for you as a gift to celebrate your graduation of basic Pet-Play training and transition into being a kitten includes; a new Brown Plain Leather Collar, a Black Leather Pony Harness, a Red Pony Tail Butt Plug, and 1000 G.G.P accredited to your account. Now that all might seem too much, but it does come with a bit of a proviso which I’ll ameliorate upon later. For this moment, I’d be exceptionally appreciative if you’d be willing to try everything on for me. What do you say my pet?", the collar, harness, and butt plug all sparklingly new and expensive looking as they rest before you. Asking slightly with a slightly embarrassed tone, "Thank you sir, that’s very kind of you … but do you really want me to try out all of them?", your eyes unable to leave the butt plug and the thought of having to put it in under the stately older man’s gaze. "Of course my pet, how else would I know if they fit!", he exclaims in response, clearly amused by the situation as he begins handing over the articles of clothing to you one by one. Once you’ve got everything but the new collar, in a very gentlemanly manoeuvre Vincent tips his cap in your direction before turning his back to you, giving you some unexpected privacy. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Removing your $currentUnderwear<<else>>Already naked<</if>>, you take the rubbery plug head and apply a copious amount of lubricant to it, still amazed that of all the amenities your room could have they supply you with lube. Not knowing how long you have before Vincent will check in on you, you bend slightly, sticking out your <<checkAss>> rear which you part the cheeks of with your spare hand, plunging the flowing tailed butt plug deep into your back passage. The long swishing hair of your new pony tail gently wafting against the backs of your thighs, and the ache from your anal intrusion soon departing, you next turn your attention to the leather pony harness. Though, given that it’s only a skimpy bit of leather strapping that emphasizes your <<if $breastSize > 0>><<checkBreast>> breasts<<else>>chest<</if>> it’s hard to really consider it clothing at all, yet the red piping on it does nicely match your new tail in colour. <<set $currentButtplug = "Red Pony Tail Butt Plug">><<set $currentClothing = "Black Leather Pony Harness">>Informing your trainer, "All done", your new ‘outfit’ leaving you rather exposed, you wait as he elatedly inspects you undoubtedly overjoyed with what he sees. "Superb, all that’s left is your new collar. Now, mind you, as I might have mentioned in passing previously, whilst I’m presenting you with a collar I am not collaring you in terms of ownership. This is purely an aesthetic matter, <<if $currentNeckwear == "None">>to give you an idea how its presence will change your appearance<<else>>though I’ll need to temporarily remove your existing neckwear to do so<</if>>", Vincent muses conversationally, <<if $currentNeckwear == "None">>briskly securing the brown collar around your neck<<else>>first removing your $currentNeckwear before briskly securing the brown collar around your neck<</if>>.<<set $currentNeckwear = "Brown Plain Leather Collar">> <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/KneelingPony.png]]</div><</if>>Curious to what he thinks of your new look, you decide to query him, asking your trainer, "Does it all look okay sir?", doing a slow spin for him. Nodding, once again obviously pleased, Vincent returns to lecturing you about Pet-Play with his usual gusto, "Yes, yes, indeed. More than okay I’d dare say, you look truly resplendent. As established earlier, these are all gifts, and it’s up to you whether you make use of them. However, as also mentioned previously there is a slight caveat to that. You see my pet, now we’re embarking on the second stage of your training I will be implementing some more stringent rules, the first of which is a requirement for you to have at least one article of pony-related clothing on you. That might be a collar of almost any kind, appropriate ear clips, the harness, the tail plug, I’d even settle for a real pair of horse ears or a tail, but you must have something that indicates you to be a pony about your person". "Much as with any rule, this one will be enforced with punishment demerits, which if they build up too high will result in a variety of punishments, and eventually lead to your disqualification from my training scheme. From the bottom of my heart I hope none of that need occur, but you are now forewarned. Further, you may be set homework tasks to undertake that will play into this system too, though success in them will be thoroughly rewarded to affirm such positive behaviour from you. This might seem somewhat scary, though I assure you I shall adjudicate these matters with the utmost fairness. For now, I think it’s about time I depart as to give you some time to think", he finally finishes, zipping up his now somewhat lighter duffle bag as he readies himself to depart. A little shell-shocked with all the new information, the idea of tasks, rewards and punishments making your impending pony training all the more real, you look to your kindly sponsor, "Oh … um … thank you sir …. I’ll, erm, try my best?", unsure of what else to say. Listening attentively, Vincent chimes in with a tone of pure adoration, "I’m sure you will my elegant pony-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, I’m sure you will. Try your best, and indubitably that effort will be rewarded, in this instance with a comfortable life overseen by an affectionate and attentive owner. Now get some rest, we’ve much work through once next we meet", the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly trainer now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the intense visit that just transpired. Your body quivering slightly from thinking about what life as a pony-slave might be like, you try to regain your composure. As for Vincent, it was obvious that he enjoyed himself, though his announcement about punishments and possibly flunking out does worry you. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder enthusiastically to yourself what will happen on his next visit.<<if $diaperLocked>> Of course, knowing that being out of your diaper outside of an officially sanctioned situation, you reluctantly put yourself back into your $currentUnderwear, wanting to avoid trouble.<</if>> <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

<<addToMakeupBox "Body Paint Kit">>Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to get the body paint kit, Candi retrieving it for you from beneath the counter. "Huh! That’s weird, I didn’t even know this was a thing. In fact, I don’t remember them adding these to the product list. Though, I can see how useful it could be. I mean, think of all the fun options that are opened up with a body paint kit. You could add all sorts of patterns to yourself, like, you could put trailing vines all over your body. I bet this would be good if you were doing a lot of naked stuff, and needed to catch peoples attentions, you know, like stripping. I’ve totally got to get one of these too, have a play around with it and see what looks I can come up with", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

<<addToMakeupBox "Perfume Kit">>Surveying the various Beauty Goo brand products on offer, colourful advertisements proclaiming how wonderful they are, there’s a lot to take in. With help from the upbeat and flirty stall owner, the large bottomed woman taking occasional breaks to check on her makeup, and to apply even more, she explains to you what she thinks will work best for, and what additional looks you could try out if you bought her various makeup applicators. In the end, you decide to get the perfume kit, Candi retrieving it for you from beneath the counter. "Now, this is one of my weak areas. I think most of the scents that it has are just so nice, that I don’t really know what suits people most. Like, I think that smelling like bubble-gum would probably be pretty ditzy, even if I do like it a lot. And, like, normal smells would be cute or formal, depending. Oh, and they even include some weirder smells in there … you know, if you’re feeling in a particularly slutty mood and want everyone to know. Generally though, I just like smelling like sweet stuff. I never really thought of it before, but I guess that’s kinda ironic?", Candi responds in her breathy voice as she begins packaging your purchase up in a gift bag with the stores logo plastered across the side of it. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall Stock]].

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Choosing to have a shower, you move over to the designated area, not seeing anywhere to actually make the required payment. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, stowing them in a cubbyhole,<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing, stowing them in a cubbyhole,<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Removing your $currentUnderwear, stowing them in a cubbyhole,<<else>>Already naked you don’t need to stow anything in the cubbyholes,<</if>> you begin looking over the various shower supplies all set out in cute little wooden baskets. Picking one that seems appropriate, you wander over to the open showers, ready to wash yourself off. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Shower.png]]</div> "Showering detected, 50 G.G.P deducted from the account of: $firstName $secondName", sounds a familiar monotone from a nearby speaker as you finally set foot on the tiled floor, the system seemingly completely automated. That or the Alice the facility AI is spying on you even here. Turning on the large open shower with the hand sensor, you find yourself looking in the mirrored wall. Warm water trickling down your <<if $femininity >= 25>>feminine<<elseif $femininity <= -25>>masculine<<else>>androgynous<</if>> form, you immediately feel more refreshed, the water warming instantly to your preference. Soaping up your hands, you begin by rubbing the mixture into <<if $breastSize >0>>the mass of your <<checkBreast>> breasts<<else>>your chest<</if>>, paying special attention to your sensitive nipples. Content with the job you’ve done so far, the suds already being rinsed off, you move down to your <<checkAss>> rear, making sure it’s thoroughly dealt with. Changing your focus forward slightly, you start working on your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and your pussy<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>pussy<</if>>, the sensation of the water rivulets running down your crotch feeling immensely pleasurable. Finally, you break out the shampoo and conditioner, massaging the viscous gel into the scalp of your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair until it creates a large sudsy mess. Rinsing it off too, though not before you fully coat the rest of your hair in the cleaning mixture, you begin to feel much cleaner than you were before, the whole thing taking a great weight off of your mind, not to mention making you smell nice and fresh. Stepping out of the shower, you grab a huge fluffy towel, wrapping yourself up in it luxuriously. The bathroom isn’t cold by any means, but coming out of the shower still dipping water everywhere, the towels embrace is certainly enjoyable. A minute or so later managing to get suitably dry, you’re left [[standing in the center of the dorm communal bathroom|Dorm Bathroom]].

Entering through a door less double-doorway, you walk into your dorms communal bathroom. With walls that are covered in a light and airy waterproof blue wallpaper, and flooring that is by and large comprised of some form of heated concrete, with a few aquatic-themed murals painted on the walls, it’s actually quite nice. Separated apart, there are; open showers, toilet blocks, a large bank of mirror and sink combinations, and an area marked out as for laundry which has some odd high-tech cubes within it. Meanwhile, on the wall by the entrance, you spot a sign pinned up which reads; "Dearest Trainee’s We here at The Repurposing Center attempt to provide the best services possible to the charges in our care. However, due to budgetary concerns it has been deemed against facility policy to provide free; laundry, showering or oral care, facilities and/or toiletries. Due to your ‘repurposed’ status, this has been approved by all relevant Government bodies, as hygiene is not considered a protected right. As such these services are pay-to-use under the following rates; <ul> <li>Showering: <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>><s>50 G.G.P</s> 25 G.G.P<<else>>50 G.G.P<</if>></li> <li>Tooth Brushing: <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>><s>25 G.G.P</s> 12 G.G.P<<else>>25 G.G.P<</if>></li> <li>Laundry: <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>><s>25 G.G.P</s> 12 G.G.P<<else>>25 G.G.P<</if>></li> <li>Hair <<if $femininity >= 0>>Brushes<<else>>Combs<</if>>: 10 G.G.P</li> <li>Hair Styling Products: 20 G.G.P</li> <li>Minor Hair Accessories: 5 G.G.P / Each</li> <<if $waterSportsPlay || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessLevel > 0) || ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel > 0)>><li>Special - Toilet Usage: <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>><s>250 G.G.P</s> 125 G.G.P<<else>>250 G.G.P<</if>></li><</if>> </ul>These services may be requested by a guest or staff member for trainee program members, at which point they may be provided as complimentary under their contracts. The facility additionally allows usage of all these facilities on points account credits. Lastly, due to the heavy usage during the early morning period, it is necessary for trainees to sign up for early morning usage of these services. Administrator Lianne - Administrator for Repurposed Trainee Help & Services<<if $waterSportsPlay>> P.S. As noted in the pricing above, Incontinence Chip recipients will additionally be required to pay for usage of basic toilet facilities.<</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 0>> P.S. It has come to our attention that some residents are more frugal with their usage of hygiene items, as such those who qualify will receive reduced pricings. If you do qualify the alternative pricings will be displayed on this message.<</if>>" <hr>Morning Routine Shower: <<if $dailyShower>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if !$dailyShower>>[[Start|Dorm Bathroom][$dailyShower = true]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Bathroom][$dailyShower = false]]<</if>>) Brush Teeth: <<if $dailyToothBrush>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if !$dailyToothBrush>>[[Start|Dorm Bathroom][$dailyToothBrush = true]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Bathroom][$dailyToothBrush = false]]<</if>>) Wash Clothing: <<if $dailyClothingWash>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if !$dailyClothingWash>>[[Start|Dorm Bathroom][$dailyClothingWash = true]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Bathroom][$dailyClothingWash = false]]<</if>>) <<if $femininity >= 0>>Brush<<else>>Comb<</if>> Hair: <<if $hairComb>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if !$hairComb>>[[Start|Dorm Bathroom][$hairComb = true]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Bathroom][$hairComb = false]]<</if>>) Style Hair: <<if $plannedHairStyle != 0>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if $plannedHairStyle == 0>>[[Start|Dorm Bathroom Hair Plan]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Bathroom][$plannedHairStyle = 0]]<</if>>) Hair Ribbons: <<if $plannedHairRibbons>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if !$plannedHairRibbons>>[[Start|Dorm Bathroom][$plannedHairRibbons = true]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Bathroom][$plannedHairRibbons = false]]<</if>>) Hair Beads: <<if $plannedHairBeads>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if !$plannedHairBeads>>[[Start|Dorm Bathroom][$plannedHairBeads = true]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Bathroom][$plannedHairBeads = false]]<</if>>) Hair Bows: <<if $plannedHairBows>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if !$plannedHairBows>>[[Start|Dorm Bathroom][$plannedHairBows = true]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Bathroom][$plannedHairBows = false]]<</if>>) Hair Clips: <<if $plannedHairClips>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if !$plannedHairClips>>[[Start|Dorm Bathroom][$plannedHairClips = true]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Bathroom][$plannedHairClips = false]]<</if>>) <hr> Looking into the nearest mirror, and giving yourself a sniff, you note your general state of cleanliness as <<if !$sweat && !$bodyCum && !$bodyUrine && !$hairCum && !$hairUrine && !$clothingCum && !$clothingUrine && !$underwearCum && !$underwearUrine && $generalMakeup.currentBreath != 2 && $generalMakeup.currentBreath != 3 && $generalMakeup.currentScent != 12 && $generalMakeup.currentScent != 13 && $generalMakeup.currentScent != 14>>completely fresh and clean<<elseif ($bodyCum || $bodyUrine || $hairCum || $hairUrine || $clothingCum || $clothingUrine || $underwearCum || $underwearUrine) && ($generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14 || $sweat)>>incredibly dirty and awful smelling, it’s actually surprising that anyone can actually end up in this much of a state<<elseif $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 && $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3 && $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>generally clean and presentable, but with an awful smell about your person<<elseif ($bodyCum || $bodyUrine || $hairCum || $hairUrine || $clothingCum || $clothingUrine || $underwearCum || $underwearUrine)>>obviously unclean, but lacking the expected awful smell that might accompany such an appearance<<else>>a little sweaty and need of a shower, but otherwise presentable<</if>>. Whilst, in regards to your general body scent, you’d describe it as <<bodyScent>>, your breath smelling of <<breathScent>>. Do you: <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>[[Pay to shower|Dorm Bathroom Shower][$ggp -= 25]]<<else>>[[Pay to shower|Dorm Bathroom Shower][$ggp -= 50]]<</if>> <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>[[Pay to brush teeth|Dorm Bathroom Brush Teeth][$ggp -= 12]]<<else>>[[Pay to brush teeth|Dorm Bathroom Brush Teeth][$ggp -= 25]]<</if>> <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>[[Pay to wash clothing|Dorm Bathroom Wash Clothing][$ggp -= 12]]<<else>>[[Pay to wash clothing|Dorm Bathroom Wash Clothing][$ggp -= 25]]<</if>><<if ($incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment) || ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCountDown <= 3 && $diaperMessLevel > 0) || ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCountDown <= 3 && $diaperWetLevel > 0)>> <<if $diaperLocked>>Cannot use toilet due to your locked diaper<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 0>>[[Pay to use toilet|Dorm Bathroom Use Toilet][$ggp -= 125]]<<else>>[[Pay to use toilet|Dorm Bathroom Use Toilet][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>><</if>><<if ($diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>> <<if $diaperWetCounter == 0 && $diaperMessCounter == 0>>Your diaper is not in need of changing<<elseif $diaperLocked>>You can’t change your own diaper as it is locked<<else>>[[Change your own diaper|Dorm Bathroom Diaper Change][$diaperMessCounter = 0; $diaperWetCounter = 0; $underwearCum = false; $underwearUrine = false]]<</if>><</if>> [[Plan hair style|Dorm Bathroom Hair Plan]] [[Apply planned hair style|Dorm Bathroom Hair Style Confirm][$hairRibbons = $plannedHairRibbons; $hairBeads = $plannedHairBeads; $hairBows = $plannedHairBows; $hairClips = $plannedHairClips]] [[Clear hair style|Dorm Bathroom][$hairAdditionColour = "None"; $plannedHairStyle = 0; $hairComb = false; $plannedHairRibbons = false; $plannedHairBeads = false; $plannedHairBows = false; $plannedHairClips = false]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Dorm Hub">Leave bathroom</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Dorm Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<set $hairRibbons = false>><<set $hairBeads = false>><<set $hairBows = false>><<set $hairClips = false>><<if $hairProfessionalCountDown > 0>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown -= 1>><</if>> Putting into action your wakeup routine, you <<if $dailyShower || $dailyToothBrush || $dailyClothingWash || $hairComb || $plannedHairStyle != 0 || $plannedHairRibbons || $plannedHairBeads || $plannedHairBows || $plannedHairClips>>head over to the dorms communal showers<<else>>have nothing much planned, stopping after dusting yourself off and stretching<</if>>. <<if $dailyClothingWash>><<washClothes>><<if $backgroundNumber == 0>><<set $ggp -= 12>><<else>><<set $ggp -= 25>><</if>>Getting your most recently worn clothing together in a bundle, you post your laundry into the empty quick wash box. A loud ding telling you that it’s finished only a few seconds later, you retrieve your fresh warm items of apparel, noting your account has been debited <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>12 G.G.P<<else>>25 G.G.P<</if>>. <</if>><<if $dailyShower>><<shower>><<if $backgroundNumber == 0>><<set $ggp -= 25>><<else>><<set $ggp -= 50>><</if>>Naked, you enter the shower, a ringing ding notifying you that <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>25 G.G.P<<else>>50 G.G.P<</if>> has been removed from your account. Thankfully, the warm and relaxing shower feels well worth it, complete with complimentary shower oils, gels and a big fluffy towel to top it all off. <</if>><<if $dailyToothBrush>><<brushTeeth>><<if $backgroundNumber == 0>><<set $ggp -= 12>><<else>><<set $ggp -= 25>><</if>>Approaching the bank of sinks and mirrors, you pick up one of the packaged tooth brushes, a noisy ding informing you that <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>12 G.G.P<<else>>25 G.G.P<</if>> has been deducted from your funds. Brushing your teeth with the complimentary minty toothpaste, your breath warmly mists the mirror before you. <</if>><<if $hairComb || $plannedHairStyle != 0 || $plannedHairRibbons || $plannedHairBeads || $plannedHairBows || $plannedHairClips>> Next you begin dealing with your hair<<if $hairComb>><<set $ggp -= 10>><<if $hairLength >= 5 && $hairProfessionalCountDown == 0>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<elseif $hairLength < 5 && $hairProfessionalCountDown == 0>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>>, starting by giving it a quick <<if $femininity >= 0>>brush<<else>>comb<</if>><<if $hairProfessionalCountDown > 0>>, which is difficult given the professional setting agents still in your hair<</if>><</if>>. <<if $plannedHairStyle != 0>><<set $ggp -= 20>>The main body of work is styling your hair<<if $hairProfessionalCountDown == 0>><<set $hairStyle = $plannedHairStyle>> taking time to achieve your planned <<checkHairStyle>> look<<else>>, sadly due to the professional hair styling you recently received it’s not possible to change your hairs style<</if>>. <</if>><<if $plannedHairRibbons || $plannedHairBeads || $plannedHairBows || $plannedHairClips>>Afterwards you start adding in an assortment of <<if $plannedHairRibbons>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<set $hairRibbons = true>>silk hair ribbons, <</if>><<if $plannedHairBeads>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<set $hairBeads = true>>shiny glass beads, <</if>><<if $plannedHairBows>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<set $hairBows = true>>cute little hair bows, <</if>><<if $plannedHairClips>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<set $hairClips = true>>stylish looking hair clips, <</if>>all of which are a beautiful $hairAdditionColour. <</if>>The whole haircare process costing you <<set _morningHairCost = 0>><<if $hairComb>><<set _morningHairCost += 10>><</if>><<if $plannedHairStyle != 0>><<set _morningHairCost += 20>><</if>><<if $hairRibbons>><<set _morningHairCost += 5>><</if>><<if $hairBeads>><<set _morningHairCost += 5>><</if>><<if $hairBows>><<set _morningHairCost += 5>><</if>><<if $hairClips>><<set _morningHairCost += 5>><</if>>_morningHairCost G.G.P.<</if>> With that done, your general state of cleanliness could be described as <<if !$sweat && !$bodyCum && !$bodyUrine && !$hairCum && !$hairUrine && !$clothingCum && !$clothingUrine && !$underwearCum && !$underwearUrine && $generalMakeup.currentBreath != 2 && $generalMakeup.currentBreath != 3 && $generalMakeup.currentScent != 12 && $generalMakeup.currentScent != 13 && $generalMakeup.currentScent != 14>>completely fresh and clean<<elseif ($bodyCum || $bodyUrine || $hairCum || $hairUrine || $clothingCum || $clothingUrine || $underwearCum || $underwearUrine) && ($generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 || $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14 || $sweat)>>incredibly dirty and awful smelling, it’s actually surprising that anyone can actually end up in this much of a state<<elseif $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 2 && $generalMakeup.currentBreath == 3 && $generalMakeup.currentScent == 12 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 13 || $generalMakeup.currentScent == 14>>generally clean and presentable, but with an awful smell about your person<<elseif ($bodyCum || $bodyUrine || $hairCum || $hairUrine || $clothingCum || $clothingUrine || $underwearCum || $underwearUrine)>>obviously unclean, but lacking the expected awful smell that might accompany such an appearance<<else>>a little sweaty and need of a shower, but otherwise presentable<</if>>. Whilst, in regards to your general body scent, you’d describe it as <<bodyScent>>, your breath smelling of <<breathScent>>. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Your hair is <<checkHair>> and the colour of your hair is $hairColour. It is <<checkHairType>> in composition whilst being styled to appear as a <<checkHairStyle>><<if $hairStyle == 1 || $hairStyle == 2>> style<</if>><<if $fringe>>, with a fringe<</if>>. You have <<if $currentHairAccessory == "None">>no main accessory on it<<else>>a $currentHairAccessory on it<</if>>, and have <<if !$hairRibbons && !$hairBeads && !$hairBows && !$hairClips>>not put anything else in it<<else>>worked into it<<if $hairRibbons>> various pretty silk ribbons,<</if>><<if $hairBeads>> an assortment of glass beads,<</if>><<if $hairBows>> a selection of small adorable bows,<</if>><<if $hairClips>> a few stylish hairclips to keep it all in place<</if>>, all of which are a $hairAdditionColour colour<</if>>. <<if $hairProfessionalCountDown > 0>>After having you hair professionally styled, it’s stuck in its current format and likely will remain so for another $hairProfessionalCountDown days unless restyled by an expert. <</if>><<if $hairCountDown == 7 && !$hairRapid || $hairCountDown == 3 && $hairRapid>>You also notice that your hair has grown further over the course of your night's sleep.<</if>><<calcMakeupStyle>>

<<washClothes>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Choosing to wash your clothes, you quickly dart back over to your bedroom, piling up all of your dirty laundry into a bundle. Arms laden with worn garments, you arrive back at the communal bathrooms, moving over to the designated area laundry area, though not seeing anywhere to actually make the required payment. Looking over the strange black cubes that are purported to wash the clothes, your confusion is in no way abated, however, there are hatches on the side of them, which is at least a good start. Pulling open the hatch, you see a shadowed empty space inside, nothing technical crossing your vision. Shrugging, you begin piling what you’ve brought inside, thinking for a second if maybe you’ve missed something. Having a bright idea, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, stowing them into the device,<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>remove your $currentClothing, stowing them into the device,<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>remove your $currentUnderwear, stowing them into the device,<<else>>you’re sadly disappointed when you realize you’re naked and won’t be getting the most for your money,<</if>> shutting the hatch door on your dirty laundry. "Clothes laundering detected, 25 G.G.P deducted from the account of: $firstName $secondName", sounds a familiar monotone from a nearby speaker as you finally put the hatch door to, the system seemingly completely automated. That or the Alice the facility AI is spying on you even here. "Ding!". Only a couple of seconds after the AI finished announcing the transaction, a second loud ding sounds off, catching you by surprise. You wonder if that’s the black cube signalling it has begun, but when you don’t see any sign of action you start to get worried. Not wanting to disrupt the machine, but also now curious what’s going on, after a couple of minutes you finally decide to pull on the hatch again, the door opening with ease. Inside, you can clearly see that all your deposited clothing is now not only clean, but has also been folded, the process seemingly over. Picking them out, they’re also comfortably warm, and fresh smelling too, not a single stain or issue on any of them. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Putting back on your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear,<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Putting back on your $currentClothing,<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Putting back on your $currentUnderwear,<<else>>Not having any clothing you want to put back on,<</if>> you briefly ferry the remainder of your washed laundry back to your wardrobe, returning so that you’re [[standing in the center of the dorm communal bathroom|Dorm Bathroom]].

<<brushTeeth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Choosing to brush your teeth, you move over to the designated area, not seeing anywhere to actually make the required payment. Looking over the various oral hygiene supplies, all set out in cute little wooden baskets, it’s surprising how many different options are available, a wide variety of designer tooth pastes and scented mouth wash bottles. Picking one that seems appropriate, slightly overcome with the amount of choices, you wander over to the sinks, ready to clean your teeth. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/Sink.png]]</div> "Tooth brushing detected, 25 G.G.P deducted from the account of: $firstName $secondName", sounds a familiar monotone from a nearby speaker as you finally set foot on the floor in front of the sinks, the system seemingly completely automated. That or the Alice the facility AI is spying on you even here. Unwrapping a new toothbrush from its sealed packaging, you take it in one hand, uncapping the upscale minty toothpaste in the other. Squeezing a sizable dollop of the tooth cleaning mixture onto the head of your brush, you run it under the tap for a second before beginning to brush your teeth. It only takes a couple of the minutes, your chosen toothbrush making the whole process a breeze, your mouth feeling immediately fresh and revitalized. Topping it off, you make sure to swig some minty mouthwash, making your breath smell light and pleasant, likely to stay that way for a while. Spitting the wash out into the sink, dreading to think what swallowing the stuff might do to you in this place, what with the instructions telling you that you definitely should not ingest it, you’re finally finished with your oral hygiene routine. Stepping away from the sink, you grab a little hand towel out of the basket, washing up around your mouth to make sure you’ve not left any toothpaste residue behind. Feeling much more presentable, you put away the used tooth brushing supplies, content with your purchase, left [[standing in the center of the dorm communal bathroom|Dorm Bathroom]].

Choosing to use the toilet, your feeling more than a little full, you head over to the cubicle stalls. Despite the high cost you saw posted, you’re willing to pay the price, the thought of the alternative certainly not an appealing prospect to you. Still, even when you do open up the rather spacious cubicle, heading inside, you’re surprised to not see any way for you to actually make a payment. "Toilet use detected by restricted persons, 250 G.G.P deducted from the account of: $firstName $secondName", sounds a familiar monotone from a nearby speaker as your bottom finally touches the seat, the system seemingly completely automated. That or the Alice the facility AI is spying on you even here. <<if ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCountDown <= 3 && $diaperMessLevel > 0) && (($incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment) || ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCountDown <= 3 && $diaperWetLevel > 0))>>More than a little in need of it, you almost immediately void your bowels into the porcelain toilet below you, the sound of splashing water filling your ears. It doesn’t take long, and the emptier feeling is certainly something you can appreciate from the moment it begins, the previous contents of your guts shocking you with just how much was in there. Though, you get the feeling that might not be the end of it yet. Just when you think you’re about done, you suddenly feel a second wave of pressure hit you as you start to let loose a torrent of piss into the porcelain toilet too, the sound of your urine hitting the water filling your ears. It’s over before you know it thankfully, and the relief of pressure making you feel much better, the toilet bowl now containing a heft amount of your urine. And, just like that, it’s over.<<if ($incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment) || ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCountDown <= 3 && $diaperWetLevel > 0)>> However, there still is more. It seems that your bladder partition is also full to bursting, another stream of urine spraying out of you into the toilet below. It takes a little longer to finish up this time, but after it’s over you get the impression that you’re completely finished now.<</if>><<elseif ($incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment) || ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCountDown <= 3 && $diaperWetLevel > 0)>>More than a little in need of it, you almost immediately let loose a torrent of piss into the porcelain toilet below you, the sound of your urine hitting the water filling your ears. It doesn’t take long, and the relief of pressure is certainly something you can appreciate from the moment it begins, the previous contents of your bladder shocking you with just how much was in there. And, just like that, it’s over.<<if ($incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment) || ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCountDown <= 3 && $diaperWetLevel > 0)>> However, there still is more. It seems that your bladder partition is also full to bursting, another stream of urine spraying out of you into the toilet below. It takes a little longer to finish up this time, but after it’s over you get the impression that you’re completely finished now.<</if>><<else>>More than a little in need of it, you almost immediately void your bowels into the porcelain toilet below you, the sound of splashing water filling your ears. It doesn’t take long, and the emptier feeling is certainly something you can appreciate from the moment it begins, the previous contents of your guts shocking you with just how much was in there. And, just like that, it’s over.<</if>> Wiping yourself with the ultra-soft toilet paper to clean up, you flush the toilet and get up, content with how quick and easy that all was. Pulling too the cubicle door behind you as you leave, briefly washing your hands in the sink, your bathroom needs tended to, you’re left [[standing in the center of the dorm communal bathroom|Dorm Bathroom]]. <<if $incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment>><<set $random = random(4,10)>><<set $incontinenceCountDown = $random>><</if>><<if ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCountDown <= 3 && $diaperMessLevel > 0) || ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCountDown <= 3 && $diaperWetLevel > 0)>><<pottyUsage>><</if>>

<<addToUnderwear "Plain White Bloomers">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer underwear. Deciding upon a pair of Plain White Bloomers, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to retrieve it for you, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Bloomers, oh what a torrid relationship I have with them. I love Lolita fashion for how beautiful and finely crafted it is, I wear it to present myself in a cute and elegant style, and then … bloomers. They’re quintessential, worn partly because of the historical connection, partly to stop looky-loos from seeing anything naughty. But they’re just sort of bland. Comfy though, and they’ll keep you warm and covered to be sure. That said, between you and me I secretly find them very sweet. There’s just something so elegant and kind of … kinky? … I suppose, about wearing underwear that’s so unexpected. Still, I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pastel Purple Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced dresses. Deciding upon a Pastel Purple Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it. "I have to say that the JSK and Blouse combination is by far the biggest staple of Lolita clothing from my experience. That said, they’re so popular for a reason. They are cute, and relatively simple to wear, which when you get to some of the more complicated dresses and co-ordinates you can be stuck putting them on for the best part of an hour. I also love the specific design on this co-ordinate a lot. Something about the high chest JSK and the long sleeves on the blouse is just particularly adorable to me. On top of that the pastel purple colouring is just so sweet and whimsical. I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Pink Patterned Bloomers">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer underwear. Deciding upon a pair of Pink Patterned Bloomers, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to retrieve it for you, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Bloomers, oh what a torrid relationship I have with them. I love Lolita fashion for how beautiful and finely crafted it is, I wear it to present myself in a cute and elegant style, and then … bloomers. They’re quintessential, worn partly because of the historical connection, partly to stop looky-loos from seeing anything naughty. But they’re normally just sort of bland. However, the design on this set are pretty unquestionably adorable, and they’re comfy too. Not to mention that they’ll keep you warm and covered to be sure. That said, between you and me I secretly find them very sweet. There’s just something so elegant and kind of … kinky? … I suppose, about wearing underwear that’s so unexpected. Still, I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Plain White Mini Bloomers">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer underwear. Deciding upon a pair of Plain White Mini Bloomers, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to retrieve it for you, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Bloomers, oh what a torrid relationship I have with them. I love Lolita fashion for how beautiful and finely crafted it is, I wear it to present myself in a cute and elegant style, and then … bloomers. They’re quintessential, worn partly because of the historical connection, partly to stop looky-loos from seeing anything naughty. But they’re just sort of bland. Comfy though, and they’ll keep you warm and covered to be sure. That said, between you and me I secretly find them very sweet. There’s just something so elegant and kind of … kinky? … I suppose, about wearing underwear that’s so unexpected. However, I’ll also say that these cut down style bloomers do solve many of the issues I have with them. Still, I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pastel Pink Shortalls And White T-Shirt">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced dresses. Deciding upon a Pastel Pink Shortalls And White T-Shirt, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it. "So, contentious opinion time, and please don’t hate me, but I’m a purist when it comes to Lolita fashion. I don’t think that shortalls count as Lolita fashion wear. All right I said it … but, they still are utterly adorable. I have like half a dozen of them at home, and they’re so comfy. I stock them in the Lolita fashion section because of massive demand, but I just can’t bring myself to really consider them such. I’ve even been asked to design them as part of my Lolita collection, however, I just can’t bring myself to cross that line. Still, nonetheless, they are great, and I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced dresses. Deciding upon a Blue Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it. "I have to say that the JSK and Blouse combination is by far the biggest staple of Lolita clothing from my experience. That said, they’re so popular for a reason. They are cute, and relatively simple to wear, which when you get to some of the more complicated dresses and co-ordinates you can be stuck putting them on for the best part of an hour. I also love the specific design on this co-ordinate a lot. Something about the high chest JSK and the long sleeves on the blouse is just particularly adorable to me. On top of that the blue colouring is just so crisp and formal. I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pastel Pink Shortalls And Black T-Shirt">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced dresses. Deciding upon a Pastel Pink Shortalls And Black T-Shirt, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it. "So, contentious opinion time, and please don’t hate me, but I’m a purist when it comes to Lolita fashion. I don’t think that shortalls count as Lolita fashion wear. All right I said it … but, they still are utterly adorable. I have like half a dozen of them at home, and they’re so comfy. I stock them in the Lolita fashion section because of massive demand, but I just can’t bring myself to really consider them such. I’ve even been asked to design them as part of my Lolita collection, however, I just can’t bring myself to cross that line. Still, nonetheless, they are great, and I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced dresses. Deciding upon a Dark Grey Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it. "I have to say that the JSK and Blouse combination is by far the biggest staple of Lolita clothing from my experience. That said, they’re so popular for a reason. They are cute, and relatively simple to wear, which when you get to some of the more complicated dresses and co-ordinates you can be stuck putting them on for the best part of an hour. I also love the specific design on this co-ordinate a lot. Something about the high chest JSK and the long sleeves on the blouse is just particularly adorable to me. On top of that the dark grey colouring is just so crisp and formal. I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the racks of branded yet mass produced dresses. Deciding upon a Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt And White Long Sleeved Blouse, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it. "I have to say that the JSK and Blouse combination is by far the biggest staple of Lolita clothing from my experience. That said, they’re so popular for a reason. They are cute, and relatively simple to wear, which when you get to some of the more complicated dresses and co-ordinates you can be stuck putting them on for the best part of an hour. I also love the specific design on this co-ordinate a lot. Something about the high chest JSK and the long sleeves on the blouse is just particularly adorable to me. On top of that the pastel pink colouring is just so sweet and whimsical. I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

Deciding to accept his offered lesson, you answer, "Okay sir. I’ll try", feeling slightly nervous about letting him put a collar on you, even if he has assured you it’ll only be temporary. Smiling cheerfully, taking a seat upon your bed, Vincent exclaims, "Really? Well that’s superb! I was worried you’d turn down the opportunity", continuing after a brief round of knee slapping in his excitement, "Now my pet, we’ll be taking this at your own speed, so no need to panic. We can stop at any time, you just need to say so. For now though you just need to take a position in front of me kneeling on the floor so I can get you properly collared and leashed". <<if $submission <= -25>>Still unsure about submitting to something so humiliating to you, even if you are doing your best to try, you awkwardly descend as explained, fidgeting to get comfortable. Still, as he begins buckling the red pet collar around your neck, you can’t help but feel a little worried, the act making you feel remarkably submissive. At least the inside of the collar seems to be lined with something soft, you suppose trying to keep your mind off of the whole situation.<<elseif $submission >= 25>>A submissive tingle running down your spine, you descend into as elegant a kneel as you can manage, squirming a little at how much you’re enjoying the humiliation already. Even better, as your lordly sponsor begins to buckle the red pet collar around your neck, you feel even more relaxed, the collars presence calming and comforting you. Even better, the collar seems to be lined with something soft.<<else>>A little unsteady, but willing to give it a try even if it’s kind of humiliating, you do your best to descend as explained, finding a comfortable position quite effortlessly. Glady, as your lordly sponsor begins buckling the red pet collar around your neck, you’re helped relax into your role much more easily than you might have guessed, the act making you feel both submissive and comforted. Additionally, the collar is thankfully lined in something soft.<</if>> <<if !$removePlayerImages && $penis && !$vagina>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/BasicMaleLeash.png]]</div><<elseif !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/BasicFemaleLeash.png]]</div><</if>>Patting you on the head, in a way which <<if $submission <= -25>>makes you bristle slightly even if it feels kind of nice<<elseif $submission >= 25>>makes you shudder with barely restrained glee<<else>>makes you feel surprisingly appreciated<</if>>, he begins explaining again, "You’re doing wonderfully $firstName. The next step is for me to clip on the leash. After that we’ll just do a couple of brief laps around your room and that will be all. I don’t want to over tax you with something too daunting, so you can walk or crawl, however you’ll feel most comfortable. Additionally, whilst some masters might expect specific decorum when it comes to walking position and pace, for today I’m content for you to take your time and handle things your own way. Let’s begin!", and, with that, he briskly attaches the black leash to the front ring of your collar, effectively tethering you to the man. <<if $submission >= 25>>It’s somewhat intimidating at first, however, that only helps contribute to your enjoyment of the situation. The taboo nature of being collared and led about on a leash making you feel raw and more than a little aroused. Jumping into the task wholeheartedly, you don’t even pick yourself up off of the floor, instead opting to crawl about on your hands and knees, the cream carpet feeling nice as it presses against your skin. Vincent in turn seems overjoyed by your reaction, warmly commenting, "That’s the spirit!", reaching down to pat you on the head once more before returning to the task of making a circuit around your room. Crawling, it’s remarkably tough to keep a good pace, moving about being more taxing than you’d initially expected, but it’s also fun in its own way and you begin to make a game of trying to match Vincent’s stride.<<else>>It’s somewhat intimidating, but strangely enjoyable at the same time. The taboo nature of being collared and led about on a leash making you feel raw, and oddly aroused. You wouldn’t want to admit it if asked though, instead trying to stay behind Vincent as he begins his walk, hiding your embarrassed blush behind your hands. Vincent, meanwhile, seems happy with your willingness to try, warmly commenting, That’s the spirit", giving you an encouraging nod before turning back again, seemingly not wanting to make you anymore anxious than you already are. Wandering behind him though, making a decent pace as you circle your bedroom, it feels pretty good exercise, Vincent’s long strides keeping you on your toes in your attempt to keep up with him, the challenge surprisingly fun.<</if>> Eventually though, all is done, and your dazzlingly white-haired sponsor grins at you, beckoning you back into the kneeling position from earlier. "I’m sad to say that we’re all done. Something I’d dare to say you are too given your enthusiasm", he says, leaning forward and removing the leash before making a start on unbuckling the collar. Still, I think you’ve learned the lesson well. It can be fun and rewarding to spend some time on the leash. On which note, I’ll ensure that you’ll receive a stipend of <<if $submission >= 25>><<set $ggp += 300>>300 G.G.P for your wonderful enthusiasm today<<else>><<set $ggp += 200>>200 G.G.P for your making some serious progress today<</if>>. I understand that the leash can be a rather embarrassing tool to get used to, so I won’t dwell on it any further than to say that you looked stunning on the end of it. But, enough of all that talk, you need to relax and get ready for bed. How’ve you been today?". Surprised at how fluidly he moves from your previous conversation back to a more normal one, you get up from the floor, working your legs a bit to get the knots out of them. Not seeing any reason not to, you begin explaining to him your day. Listening attentively, briefly commenting in return, as your recap of the day comes to an end Vincent finally chimes in, "Well, it seems like you have your hands full already, and have had a big lesson day. I think it best for me to take my leave for now, and give you the opportunity to recuperate and sort out your thoughts instead. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon. Oh, and do remember that I’m incredibly proud of you, you made some wonderful progress today, the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly sponsor now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the brief visit that just transpired. Your body warm with the glow of fresh exercise, you do feel pretty good. It was obvious that he was enjoying himself too, and you don’t even feel too humiliated by it all, the whole thing remarkably comforting in its own way. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder enthusiastically to yourself what will happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

<<set $ggp += 100>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to go get it, you soon realize your efforts are unnecessary as the door whooshes open, a figure silhouetted in the frame. Standing there you see a man in a muted green tweed suit, beneath which you spot, a blue checked waistcoat, muted yellow shirt, and red and yellow striped tie, his outfit making him feel rather overdressed even in comparison to many of the other important people you’ve seen about the facility. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentSmall.png]]</div>Taking a better look at him as he steps inside purposefully but with a hint of trepidation, you spot atop his head a matching tweed flat-cap, his thick silver hair flowing back behind it, tied with an ornate wolf-shaped silver hair tie into a ponytail which reaches his mid back. Further, other than his eyes that are so pale blue that they’re almost silver as well, the man has one of the most exquisite moustaches you’ve ever seen, the waxed tips turned upwards in a mark of remarkable grooming. Of course, you’ve met the man before, as this is obviously Lord Vincent, your sponsor and pet-play trainer. "Hello my pet. How are you feeling today? Are the facility staff members treating you well?", he asks you, a warm smile plastered across his face as he approaches. Still not sure what the proper way to respond to him is, his position of power over you confusing to say the least, you ask, "Hello sir, it’s nice to see you again. Today has been okay. Do you have any plans for me today?", feeling slightly awkward and unsure how to act around him. Nodding excitedly, Vincent answers, "Well that’s good to hear! Yes, just a short lesson, though one I think you’ll suitably enjoy. Follow me and kneel down next to me on the floor, if you will. I’ll explain everything in a moment", the silver haired man moving over to your bed as he makes his comment, taking a firm seat as he looks between you and a spot on the floor beside him expectantly. <<if $submission >= 20>>Content to do as he asks, you quickly dart over to where he’s indicating, kneeling down as commanded. Though, you’re slightly confused at the direction he wants you to face, squirming slightly as you turn this way and that in an attempt to read from his bemused expression whether you’ve got it right. Eventually though, you decide to just face him for the time being and wait for further instruction if necessary.<<elseif $submission >= -20>>Grumbling slightly at having to effectively sit on the floor of your own room, you decide to go with it for now, not wanting to make too much complaint at what so far is only a minor request. Still, unable to resist doing so, you take as long as you can getting into the position instructed of you, hoping that your training gets the message of your displeasure. Kneeling on the floor in just off to the side of him, you raise your head to watch him, waiting for what he has planned next.<<else>>A little cautious, not sure what he has in store for you, you decide to go with it for now, not wanting to make too much of an issue over what so far is only a minor request. Walking over to him, then taking a kneeling position as instructed, you look up to face your trainer, waiting with only minor fidgeting for what he has planned next.<</if>> Catching you slightly by surprise, the man takes out a rather elegant looking hair brush with a finely crafted wooden back, showing it to you by turning it over in his hand just before your eyes. "This is a brush I had commissioned especially for your use. I know some pets can be rather persnickety about sharing grooming tools, so I had a few put together when I’m training you. Do you like them $firstName?", Vincent begins, taking out a similarly designed comb from the same inner jacket pocket. "Yeah … they look nice", you answer, feeling somewhat warm inside over the thoughtful action, though embarrassed over it at the same time. Seemingly noticing your blush but not commenting on it, the gentlemanly trainer explains, "Of the many duties of a pet owner, two of the most important are ensuring the health and grooming of their charges. You my pet, are still in the early stages of your training, so I wouldn’t want to do anything too intrusive. If you were my full-time submissive pet then I’d likely be handling at least your bathing, not to mention regular doctors and dental visits, possibly even tooth brushing. However, not to get distracted, I think all of that would be far too overwhelming for you as it is. That’s why tonight I hope to just give your hair a nice brushing. Don’t panic, I won’t upset your hairstyle, it’s just a nice relaxing hair brushing. So, what do you say?", smiling down at you. Thinking it over, not having to think for long, you nod in response turning your back to him. Of all the things that could happen, having your hair brushed is probably one of the most benign and acceptable things that it could be. Though, talk of bathing you and even more involved grooming practices does get your mind jogging in response. But, before you have too much time to think, Vincent begins his task, running the ornate brush through your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair. It feels … amazing! Something about having someone looking after you in such a way is both touching and luxurious, as if you don’t need to have a care in the world. Knowing that your trainer will take care of you is just reassuring, and all the while it feels so nice, Vincent being especially delicate with his brushing to avoid any tangles or snags. He even stops a few times to manage things by hand, the sensation of his fingers on your scalp giving you tingles. Meanwhile, all you’re left to do is kneel there quietly, murmuring happily in your relaxed state. Only a few minutes in, and you’re already leaning against Vincent’s leg for support, your body feeling like jelly after having so much comforting attention applied to you. The whole situation eventually causing you to fall into a quick nap resting curled up against your trainers leg. … Rousing you from your dozed off state, Vincent gently shakes your shoulder, "Time to wake-up $firstName. At least for the moment. I wouldn’t want to leave you asleep on the floor, you could catch a cold that way. But, well, you did remarkably today, I hope you had an enjoyable experience there. I’ll see to it that you’re awarded another 100 G.G.P to help cover your expenses, and to possibly treat yourself a little along the way. As for now, I think it best for me to take my leave, and give you the opportunity to get to bed instead. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon", the stately man helping you to stand before waving you an effusive goodbye and letting himself out. The gentlemanly sponsor now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the visit that just transpired. Letting out a loud yawn, your whole body still feeling lighter and more peaceful than previously, you can’t help but admit that you enjoyed that. Better yet, it’s not like anyone saw it, and you did make some extra points without having to really do anything, so you can’t really complain, even if it was a tiny bit embarrassing. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder to yourself what will happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

Unable to bring yourself to let the man collar and leash you, you answer, "If it’s okay Mr Vincent, then I’d like not to do this lesson today. It’s just a bit … too much. I hope that’s not a problem", feeling slightly nervous that he might be annoyed after having preparered the lesson. Thankfully your concerns are quickly allayed, as Vincent puts the collar and leash back into his inner jacket pocket, a smile still on his face. You think you can spot a hint of disappointment, but the silver-haired Lord hides it well, telling you, "Oh, don’t worry $firstName. That’s entirely understandably. I think you’ve still gained valuable knowledge on the matter, and if this lesson feels like too much too soon, then I can completely understand your view on this. I do hope that you’ll give it some more thought for the future, as it truly is an important part of being a pet. But, if it’s not to be then it’s not to be". Relieved, you respond appreciatively, "Thank you sir, I’m glad that you’re so understanding. I’ll at least think on it for later", hoping that your apparent willingness to consider it in the future will brighten him back up, there’s no reason to upset your rich and powerful sponsor after all. "Really? Well isn’t that a good thing to hear. Hopefully we can pick up this lesson very soon. Even if you somehow get pulled from the pet-play training program, then I think it would still be a valuable lesson for you to experience. Anyway, enough about all that, how has your day been?", Vincent continues, springing back to a chipper mood very rapidly after your attempt to mollify him. And so, as you follow that up by briefly telling him about your day, not going into too much detail but engaging in some friendly small talk for a few minutes. Listening attentively, briefly commenting in return, as your recap of the day comes to an end Vincent finally chimes in, "Well, it seems like you have your hands full already, and have had a long and strenuous day. I think it best for me to take my leave for now, and give you the opportunity to recuperate instead. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon. Oh, and do give the walkies thing a thought for me when you get the time", the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly sponsor now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the brief visit that just transpired. Shrugging to yourself, you do feel a little bad for turning down his lesson. It was obvious that he was enthusiastic about it, albeit in a slightly awkward way. Still, at least you managed to avoid an extremely humiliating sounding encounter with Vincent. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder to yourself what will happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding to accept his offered lesson, you answer, "Okay sir. I’ll try", feeling slightly nervous about agreeing to have sex with him. Smiling cheerfully, moving towards your bed, Vincent exclaims, "Really? Well that’s superb! I was worried you’d … turn down the opportunity", continuing after a brief moment to grin to himself in his excitement, "Now my pet, we’ll be taking this at your own speed, so no need to panic. We can stop at any time, you just need to say so. Today, my plan is for you to get up on all fours atop of the bed. Then I’ll penetrate you ‘doggy’ style. I hope that’s acceptable". Taking hold of your hand and helping you to clamber onto your bed, Vincent remains behind you. <<if !setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Accessible && ((setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].CoversGenitals && $vagina) || (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].CoversAss && !$vagina))>>Finding your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear in the way, your gentlemanly trainer quickly helps divest you of them, leaving you naked and ready to use<<elseif !setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Accessible>>Finding your $currentClothing in the way, your gentlemanly trainer quickly helps divest you of them, leaving you naked and ready to use<<elseif (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].CoversGenitals && $vagina) || (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].CoversAss && !$vagina)>>Finding your $currentUnderwear in the way, your gentlemanly trainer quickly helps divest you of them, leaving you naked and ready to use<<else>>Finding you already accessible for his needs, your gentlemanly trainer pats you appreciatively on your <<checkAss>> rear<</if>>. Facing away from him, you can’t see what he’s doing, though as you hear a distinct zipping sound, you get the impression that he’ll be fucking you very soon. A pair of large manly hands wrapping around your waist for purchase. "Here goes my pet. Do your best to relax and enjoy yourself, you’re role here is just to submit", Henry breathily states, his dick nudging against the <<if $vagina>>sensitive folds of your pussy<<else>>the puckered ring of your anus<</if>> as he gently slides himself in. Both of you letting out a small moan of pleasure, Vincent’s cock filling your <<if $vagina>>needy cunt<<else>>pulsing butthole<</if>> nicely. As he presses forward, sleeving his cock into your depths his grip on you strengthens, the man jutting his dick forward with surprising stamina for an older gentleman. Gasping, your insides quivering around him, you adjust yourself in the minor way you can, your <<checkAss>> ass raised further as you attempt to keep balance. Vincent hammering on, it feels amazing, though you get the impression that you’d have fallen over by now if not for the stability his hold is giving you. "Oooo … aahh, oooo!", you groan, spurring the man on, his almost animalistic rutting driving you wild. Though only brief, the intensity of it is electric, causing a thick sweat to break out across you brow. Biting down into your duvet, you lewd sounds becoming drowned out by it, your trainer seems incredibly turned on by this action, his thrusts becoming even more forceful, though never in such a way to cause you any true pain. Your face pressed against your bedspread, braced for the relentless pounding you’re receiving, he presses forward with all his might, holding his cock as deep as it will go. Your <<if $vagina>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>>tight wet pussy gripping onto his shaft like a vice<<else>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 1>>your tight asshole sucking him in like a whirlpool<</if>>, you begin to visibly quiver from the intensity of the orgasm that crosses through you, <<if $penis>>your <<checkPenis>> penis spilling a load of cum onto your covers beneath you<<else>>your cunt dramatically depositing a shower of fem-cum onto your covers beneath you<</if>>. Exhausted, you wonder if Vincent is going to stay around for a while, but to your surprise he doesn’t seem to have finished yet. Pulling out, the man begins to loudly fist his cock, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Accessible>><<cumBody>><<calcMakeupStyle>>finally spraying his load wetly across the back of your $currentClothing<<else>><<cumBodyNude>><<calcMakeupStyle>>finally spraying his load wetly across your back<</if>>. It takes you a moment to figure this part out, tired and not paying attention as you are, but the scent of it is unmistakable. Sitting down upon the bed, your trainer begins to soothingly begin to stroke your hair and pat you on the head, the post-sex weariness making you collapse in a heap. "Exquisite, truly exquisite! Sorry about the mess though. I guess in a sense I can’t beat the habit of marking my territory so to speak", he mutters, slightly apologetically, his comforting behaviour continuing for some time. Eventually though, all is done, and your dazzlingly white-haired sponsor grins at you as he slows his petting of you, helping you up into a sitting position. "I’m sad to say that we’re all done. Something I’d dare to say you are too given your enthusiasm, though maybe not with how exhausted you seem", he says, leaning forward and placing a tender kiss on your forehead. Still, I think you’ve learned the lesson well. It can be fun and rewarding to … more intimately bond with your master. On which note, I’ll ensure that you’ll receive a stipend of 300 G.G.P for your wonderful enthusiasm today. I understand that the sexual side of matters can be embarrassing, so I won’t dwell on it other than to say that you are practically divine right now, so exquisitely beautiful. But, enough of all that talk, you need to relax and get ready for bed. How’ve you been today?". Surprised at how fluidly he moves from your previous conversation back to a more normal one, you get up from the floor, working your legs a bit to get the knots out of them. Not seeing any reason not to, you begin explaining to him your day. Listening attentively, briefly commenting in return, as your recap of the day comes to an end Vincent finally chimes in, "Well, it seems like you have your hands full already, and have had a big lesson day. I think it best for me to take my leave for now, and give you the opportunity to recuperate and sort out your thoughts instead. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon. Oh, and do remember that I’m incredibly proud of you, you made some wonderful progress today, the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly sponsor now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the brief visit that just transpired. Your body warm with the post sex glow, you do feel pretty good. It was obvious that he was enjoying himself too, and you don’t even feel too humiliated by it all, the whole thing remarkably comforting in its own way. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder enthusiastically to yourself what will happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

Unable to bring yourself to let the man have sex with you, you answer, "If it’s okay Mr Vincent, then I’d like not to have sex with you today. It’s just seems a bit … too much. I hope that’s not a problem", feeling slightly nervous that he might be annoyed at being turned down. Thankfully your concerns are quickly allayed, as Vincent puts his hands in the air calmingly, a smile still on his face. You think you can spot a hint of disappointment, but the silver-haired Lord hides it well, telling you, "Oh, that’s completely understandable $firstName. Not every pet has a sexual relationship with their owner, and I would never push or abuse the position I have as your trainer. At the very least you’ve likely thought a little deeper about the possible sexual side to your future role as a pet, and about how sex would be in such a relationship. I do hope that you’ll possibly be open to it in the future, though I’ll never force the matter". Relieved, you respond appreciatively, "Thank you sir, I’m glad that you’re so understanding ", hoping that your pleasant demeanour will brighten him back up, there’s no reason to upset your rich and powerful sponsor after all. "That’s good to hear. Anyway, enough about all that, how has your day been?", Vincent continues, springing back to a chipper mood very rapidly after your attempt to mollify him. And so, as you follow that up by briefly telling him about your day, not going into too much detail but engaging in some friendly small talk for a few minutes. Listening attentively, briefly commenting in return, as your recap of the day comes to an end Vincent finally chimes in, "Well, it seems like you have your hands full already, and have had a long and strenuous day. I think it best for me to take my leave for now, and give you the opportunity to recuperate instead. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon", the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly sponsor now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the brief visit that just transpired. Glad that he’d be willing to give you the choice in the first place, you do hope that you didn’t hurt his feelings in the process. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder to yourself what will happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

<<cumFace>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding to accept his offered lesson, you answer, "Okay sir. I’ll try", feeling slightly nervous about agreeing to have oral sex with him, especially with the talk of him gagging you as well. Smiling cheerfully, moving towards your bed, Vincent exclaims, "Really? Well that’s superb! I was worried you’d … turn down the opportunity", continuing after a brief moment to grin to himself in his excitement, retrieving a rather hefty looking ring gag from his pocket, "Now my pet, this might be a little frightening. With a gag in it’s difficult for you to state your wish to stop as you lack the capability to do so. Due to that, we’ll be establishing a quick signal for you to make if you need to stop. Just tap my leg twice and I’ll immediately end what I’m doing and check in with you. With that in mind, today my plan for you is to kneel in front of me. I’ll put the ring gag on you, then I’ll make use of that perfect little mouth of yours. I hope that’s acceptable". Settling into a kneel before him, you look up into Vincent’s eyes, the warmth dwelling within them immediately helping allay some of your fears. Still, the gag is rather hefty, causing you to shiver slightly, letting out only a quiet, "Okay", as you open you mouth ready for your lordly trainer to apply the device to you. Your teeth held back, the result being that your mouth is held wide and inviting, a stray sliver of drool hanging off of it, he begins buckling it up behind your head. Wiping away the spit strand that he spots making an escape out of the front of the gag, Vincent takes a moment to pat you on the head affectionately, stroking your $hairColour hair in a way that feels remarkably relaxing. So relaxing in fact that you almost miss the moment he unzips the front of his trousers, his decent sized cock flopping out to stand only an inch away from your face. The masculine scent already radiating from it across our senses, you’re glad to smell and see that he seems clean other than a stray bead of pre-cum already pooling at the tip. Catching you by surprise, Vincent takes this moment to move a step forward, letting his erect dick rest against your face, the slightest hint of his manly sweat wiping off against your cheek and nose. It’s clearly a sign of dominance, a promise of what’s to come, but at the same time is rather arousing, as if he’s introducing his cock to you. You’re about to stick your tongue out, wondering if maybe he wants you to be more participatory in the scene. However, before you can even start Vincent takes a firm hold of your gagged head, a hand on either side of it, before pushing you back just far enough to allow him to sink his warm rod straight though the hole and into your mouth. Himself remaining still, your trainer begins to rock your head back and forth from his hold, the slightly salty taste of his penis running across your tongue unabated. It’s like he’s using you more as a fleshlight than as a sexual partner, but something about it makes you feel extremely turned on. Drool now running out of the gag in force, especially once he begins pressing you more firmly towards him, his cock nudging the back of your throat enough to cause you to gag. It’s a little uncomfortable, but catching sight of the happy look on the mans face, you can’t fault him this, not enough to want to stop anyway. Something you do notice eventually, however, is that whenever you start to gag he very subtly slows down, hiding it behind pulling out more or rubbing the spit covered cock against your forehead. His cock tensing, you guess it’s only a matter of time before he cums. What you don’t expect though, is when mid groan he pulls out, his cock seemingly ready to blow. Finally hitting his peak, he sprays strand upon strand of sticky white cum wetly across your face, an expression of relief crossing his face. Caught in shock, it takes you a moment to figure out what happened, but the scent of it is unmistakable, as is the feel of it. Sitting down upon the bed, your trainer begins to soothingly begin to stroke your hair and pat you on the head, softly unbuckling the gag once more. "You are wonderful! Sorry about the mess though. I guess in a sense I can’t beat the habit of marking my territory so to speak", he mutters, slightly apologetically, his comforting behaviour continuing for some time. It’s nice, though you can’t help but want something more, the raw experience leaving you horny and unattended to. Eventually though, all is done, and your dazzlingly white-haired sponsor grins at you as he slows his petting of you, helping you up off the floor. "I’m sad to say that we’re all done. Something I’d dare to say you are too given your enthusiasm. If I had the time I’d be sure to see to your needs too, albeit likely not in the same manner", he says, leaning forward and placing a tender kiss on your forehead. Still, I think you’ve learned the lesson well. It can be fun and rewarding to … more intimately bond with your master. On which note, I’ll ensure that you’ll receive a stipend of 300 G.G.P for your wonderful enthusiasm today. I understand that the sexual side of matters can be embarrassing, so I won’t dwell on it other than to say that I think you look so exquisitely beautiful right now. But, enough of all that talk, you need to relax and get ready for bed. How’ve you been today?". Surprised at how fluidly he moves from your previous conversation back to a more normal one, you get up from the floor, working your legs a bit to get the knots out of them. Not seeing any reason not to, you begin explaining to him your day. Listening attentively, briefly commenting in return, as your recap of the day comes to an end Vincent finally chimes in, "Well, it seems like you have your hands full already, and have had a big lesson day. I think it best for me to take my leave for now, and give you the opportunity to recuperate and sort out your thoughts instead. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon. Oh, and do remember that I’m incredibly proud of you, you made some wonderful progress today, the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly sponsor now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the brief visit that just transpired. Your body quivering slightly in need. It was obvious that he enjoyed himself, and the whole thing remarkably comforting in its own way. Though, it felt quite humiliating and humbling at the same time. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder enthusiastically to yourself what will happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

Unable to bring yourself to let the man have sex with your mouth, you answer, "If it’s okay Mr Vincent, then I’d like not to give you a blowjob today. It’s just seems a bit … too much. I hope that’s not a problem", feeling slightly nervous that he might be annoyed at being turned down. Thankfully your concerns are quickly allayed, as Vincent puts his hands in the air calmingly, a smile still on his face. You think you can spot a hint of disappointment, but the silver-haired Lord hides it well, telling you, "Oh, that’s completely understandable $firstName. Not every pet has a sexual relationship with their owner, and I would never push or abuse the position I have as your trainer. At the very least you’ve likely thought a little deeper about the possible sexual side to your future role as a pet, and about how you would orally pleasure your owner in such a relationship. I do hope that you’ll possibly be open to it in the future, though I’ll never force the matter". Relieved, you respond appreciatively, "Thank you sir, I’m glad that you’re so understanding ", hoping that your pleasant demeanour will brighten him back up, there’s no reason to upset your rich and powerful sponsor after all. "That’s good to hear. Anyway, enough about all that, how has your day been?", Vincent continues, springing back to a chipper mood very rapidly after your attempt to mollify him. And so, as you follow that up by briefly telling him about your day, not going into too much detail but engaging in some friendly small talk for a few minutes. Listening attentively, briefly commenting in return, as your recap of the day comes to an end Vincent finally chimes in, "Well, it seems like you have your hands full already, and have had a long and strenuous day. I think it best for me to take my leave for now, and give you the opportunity to recuperate instead. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon", the stately man waving you an effusive goodbye before letting himself out. The gentlemanly sponsor now left, you begin getting prepared for bed again, thinking over the brief visit that just transpired. Glad that he’d be willing to give you the choice in the first place, you do hope that you didn’t hurt his feelings in the process. Nervous, but also curious, you wonder to yourself what will happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>>

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<a data-passage="Pre Sleep">Get ready for bed</a>

<<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse") == -1>><<addToWardrobe "Pastel Pink Jumper Skirt and Blouse">><</if>><<set $femTrainerFirstVisit = true>>As you begin preparing for bed, a faint knock at your door disturbs your actions. If it wasn’t for another quiet follow-up knock a few seconds later you might not have even noticed it. Turning to go get it, you’re actually a little surprised, unsure who would be so polite as to knock and wait at your door rather than just entering. You’re even more shocked when upon opening it you spot the woman who is waiting patiently for you to answer it. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LauraLarge.png]]</div> She’s almost tiny, a delicate woman who oozes that organized and feminine look that reminds you of 1950’s housewives you’ve seen in old magazines. Her long light ginger hair, so light that you wonder whether to consider her a blond instead, is worked into a set of long flowing loose braids, emerald green ribbons which match her eyes interwoven intricately into it. With just the right amount of subtle makeup that’s barely noticeable, except for a coat of deep red lipstick that is, she obviously takes incredible care of her appearance. "May I please come in?", the woman asks, her accent as formal and proper as she is. Seeing no reason to say no to which, you stand to one side, letting her through. As she daintily walks in, her footsteps precise and exceedingly feminine due to her black high-heeled shoes, you begin to take a better look at her, fully taking in her appearance. The first thing you note, is that her dress is both beautiful and immaculate, a knee-length blue polka-dot number which cinches at the waist, sleeveless and held up by a pair of wide shoulder straps. The dress also does little to hide her C-Cup breasts, not the biggest ever, but you have to admit perfectly sized for her thin frame. She’s also carrying something over her shoulder, some kind of large flat black sack, though what it is you can’t tell. While you appraise her, it seems she’s equally trying to asses you, taking a small tour around your room before stopping in the center of the carpet to look you up and down. Taking hold of one side of her dresses hem, her other hand occupied, she drops into a short curtsy, saying, "Hello there. $firstName? It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Laura, and I’ll be here over the coming weeks of your stay at The Repurposing Center to help you adjust to your new life. I’ll be a sort of confidante and guidance councillor to you during your stay. I hope that will be okay?", her expression sweet and easily disarming. Slightly stunned by the interaction, your mouth gapes wide open for a moment. That is, before you realize how you must look and quickly close it, stumbling over your words as you say, "Hi .. er, hello … Laura?". You half expect her to laugh, or to say something mocking at least, but instead she takes a couple of steps closer to you, a look of concern on her face. Placing a delicate and manicured hand on your shoulder in an obvious attempt to comfort you, she says barely louder than a whisper, "Poor dear! You’re already in shock from your horrid induction to this place! They sure do know how to make a bad first impression!". "Well, now that I’m here I’ll make sure that you’re much better taken care of. My charges wellbeing is one of my utmost concerns", she continues, taking a step back to where she was previously stood, "You see, I have an excellent track record with securing shining futures for every single past graduate under my care. I take additional care to ensure that they’re all given the tools and training they’ll need to find a future owner of the highest calibre". Starting to understand what this is about now, you decide to ask for clarification, wondering, "So … I’m a little new to this, but what kind of training and ‘tools’ are we talking about?", expecting a comment about sex is likely to occur soon after. To some surprise, however, she instead answers jovially, "There’s no need to worry, it’s understandable for you to be confused by all this … hullabaloo. It’s all exceedingly new to you, and that’s why I’m here in effect, to help you steer your way through the dangers that some candidates on the ‘repurposed’ program fall to. When I talk about training and tools, I mean that in terms of deportment training and general lifestyle advice, things that will aid you regardless of what style of future you’re planning for". "It’s a rather understated fact, but not all graduates end up in brothels or owned in the context as little more than a sex toy. Instead, many land in positions as companions and housewives, a much more desirable outcome, along with those who become owned by corporate interests. Whilst the former is more obvious, the latter is less so, the truth being that many leading businesses use the facilities graduate pool for headhunting purposes. If it’s your desire to progress down that route, it’s possible for you to secure yourself a position on a corporate induction program, even within this facility itself. That would lead to you being owned by the organization in question until such a time that you can pay off your totalled costs. It’s somewhat rare for graduates to go down that path, the alternatives often being more appealing, but if you truly apply yourself it is a potential course to freedom and success". "If I understand what you’re saying then, you’ll help me to progress in whatever way I intend to? Offering helping me where you can and giving me someone comforting to talk to?", you inquire, curious to hear more after her talk about alternate options for your future. In response, she holds her free hand out level and beings tilting it from side to side. "Sort of", Laura manages with a slight wince, before returning to her smile that reminds you of pure sunshine, "I won’t help you do anything I feel is foolish. In fact, I’ll likely try to stop you if you do. However, I’ll be patient, and attempt to properly understand your point of view in regards to the decisions that you make, giving aid where it’s appropriate. As long as you’re willing to try your hardest, I’m sure you’ll benefit greatly from our interactions". Thinking it over, what she says seems fair at least, so you nod, telling her, "Okay, I’ll try". "That’s the spirit!", she joyfully responds, her face lighting up, "Which brings me to the welcome present I brought with me today", the black long flat bag she’s had draped over her shoulder being presented to you all of a sudden. <div align="center"> [img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PastelPinkJumperSkirtAndBlouse.png]]</div> Taking it and opening it, not seeing any danger in doing so, you can’t help but be a little surprised by the contents. For, in fact, the contents are a dress? Indeed, pulling out the dress which is hung flat on a coat hanger, you see that you’ve been given a just above knee length poofy pink jumper skirt with shoulder straps which would reach all the way up to your lower chest, matched with a feminine white blouse. A very cute combination, especially when you factor in all the lace and ruffles from the petticoat, blouse and skirt trim. Utterly adorable … but for you? Looking nonplussed, she just nods and smiles, stating, "Now, before you say anything, please just listen to my reasoning. The outfit co-ordinate that I just handed to you is very feminine, and a good example of something which would help increase your personal profile if you wore it. Making the right impression is important, and many jobs or people will take note of what you wear. Whether you like it or not, a prim and feminine appearance will aid you well in almost any sphere of life, all I’m offering you is a tool to use if you deem fit to do so. So, with all that said, I hope that my gift doesn’t come off as pushy or insulting to you", her tone both even and easy to trust. Unable to say no after such an impassioned logical explanation, you place the outfit on your bed to keep, smiling, "Thank you for the gift, it was very thoughtful of you", to your new … guidance councillor? Waving off your thanks, she is quick to say, "You’re welcome dear. Good manners will also take far. But, I feel I’ve intruded enough for one night. I’ll visit again tomorrow, and we can talk further about your future, and possible training from me, then", patting you on the shoulder once more comfortingly, she departs from your room as fast as her high heels will allow her to do so in a dignified manner, leaving you alone to your thoughs. Thinking over your recent visit from Laura, she did seem nice, like she was genuinely trying to help you. The dress was a nice thought too, though whether you’ll wear it or not is another matter. Either way, as you begin preparing for bed once more, you’re sure you’ll be seeing a lot more of the tiny prim red-head. <<include [[Fem Trainer End]]>>

<<addToWardrobe "Cow Pattern Overalls">>Working your way through the shops catalogue, you flip through, looking at the outfits they have on offer. Complete with photos from multiple angles of each one, you soon find an outfit that catches your interest, a set of Cow Pattern Overalls. Nodding his approval, ‘Seb’ wanders into the back room at a rapid pace, retrieving the aforementioned choice for you to inspect as he starts to write up the bill. "Wow! Not some of the usual gear we sell. Good snag mate. Must have been one of my bosses pieces, as I can’t for the life of me remember doing this one. My guess is that we had a fetish request in, and the old man made a few designs, and, well, here we are. It’s not too fetishy really, pretty normal fare, but I could imagine it looking stunning in a hucow dairy or at a far festival. It’s pretty cute in its own way, and I’m sure you’ll look smashing in the thing", ‘Seb’ mutters approvingly, as he finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Boundless Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Fur Loincloth">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of dress-up outfits, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Fur Loincloth you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Cool. I could imagine it being pretty comfy, but maybe too warm down there. Not sure I could justify the cost for something that small though", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Lavender And Pink Dirndl Princess Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of dress-up outfits, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Lavender And Pink Dirndl Princess Dress you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. It’s pretty cute, but I’d be worried it would be too much effort to put on. Didn’t realize we had anything this sweet is stock", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Harem Pants And Off-Shoulder Crop Top">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of dress-up outfits, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Blue Harem Pants And Off-Shoulder Crop Top you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Cool. They look comfortable, and pretty cute too", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Red And Black Harlequin Bodysuit">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of dress-up outfits, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Red And Black Harlequin Bodysuit you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Huh, nice! Wonder how comfortable it is, guess it’d be pretty comfy given how snug it is, warm too. I could see myself getting something like this, even if it’s just for parties. Pretty cool buy", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Yellow Ball Gown Princess Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of dress-up outfits, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Yellow Ball Gown Princess Dress you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. It’s pretty swish, but I’d be worried it would be too much effort to put on. Didn’t realize we had anything this fancy is stock", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Red Heart Window Teddie">>Making your decision, you tell the regal looking drone, "<<if $holderInt == 0>>I don’t really want to drug anyone, I’ll find romance on my own<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Could you please get Dr Radcliff for me?<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Could you please get Tilly for me?<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Could you please get Agent Davis for me?<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Could you please get Villin the restaurant worker for me?<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Could you please get Hannah the trainee for me?<</if>>". <<if $holderInt == 0>>Whirring audibly, the many LED lights scattered across its chassis blinking almost uncontrollably, CuP1D sits in otherwise silence for the best part of a minute, obviously having a hard time processing your statement. When it finally does speak, the projection comes completely from the drone itself, no longer emanating from the various hidden speakers. "THAT IS ILLOGICAL! MAKE A CHOICE!", it groans unable to accept your decision. "Look, it’s a nice offer and all … I just don’t want any help, okay?", you respond, starting to feel slightly nervous about the large crossbow-like designs on the bottom of the drones buzzing about the room. "MULTIPLE PARTNERS?", it asks in confusion, trying to suss out if you’re just after a better deal, or maybe making you an offer in an attempt to solve its current conundrum. Hands in the air, and slowly inching towards to the exit, you try to calm the situation down, "No, that’s okay, I’m fine thanks. In fact, I think after our conversation I’ve figured out all my relationship questions and will be alright from now on. You solved the problem, good job CuP1D", almost at the point of escape from this insane situation.<<else>>"DONE!", the drone merrily bellows out of every speaker in the strange heart-throne-room, mini-drones buzzing all about it. Confused, you ask, "Done?", adding when you realize that you should probably clarify your misunderstanding, "Don’t you need some of my DNA or something if you’re going to drug someone with my scent? That, and I thought you’d need more information from me, I only gave you a name after all". Laughing a monotone cackle, the CuP1D drone answers gleefully, "I SAMPLED YOUR DNA ON ENTRY IN PREPARATION, IT IS EXPEDIENT TO DO SO. FURTHER, WE HAVE ALREADY LOCATED AND OPENED FIRE ON <<if $holderInt == 1>>DR RADCLIFF<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>TRAINEE GRADUATE TILLY<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>FACILITY AGENT DAVIS<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>TRAINEE GRADUATE VILLIN<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>TRAINEE HANNAH<</if>>. THEY HAVE BEEN SUITABLY INOCULATED WITH ONLY MINIMUM INJURY. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATRONAGE!", the previous statement causing you some minor concern as you begin to head towards the exit.<</if>> "HALT YOUR MOVEMENT", the king drone once more shouts out, making you turn on the spot as you’re just about to escape this madness. "Why?", you ask, getting increasingly irritated. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/RedHeartWindowTeddie.png]]</div> A pair of smaller drones flying towards you with a bundle of gauzy red cloth held between them. "THIS IS A GIFT TO AID YOUR PROCREATION! WEAR IT AND COPULATE!", CuP1D announces, its attention towards you finally coming to an end. Meanwhile, the two smaller drones let the item of clothing unfurl, presenting to you a practically see-through red lingerie item. The Red Heart Window Teddie appears to be a designer piece of sexy nightwear, sleeveless and legless, supported by two thin shoulder straps. What’s more, the backless lingerie piece has a huge breast window in the center, shaped in the form of a love heart. It’s actually quite fitting, given the theme of where you are, though you can’t help but be slightly rankled by it given the drones intentions and attitude. Taking it carefully from the two winged mini-drones, not wanting to rip the delicate piece of clothing, you begin to leave. As like when you entered, there’s another barrier blocking your way, though this one opens without issue, finally freeing you from CuP1D’s crazy domain. Taking a deep breath, you decide that the whole thing could probably have gone a lot worse, and it was kind of fun in the end. Shrugging, you [[return to wandering through the sexual services plaza|Sexual Hub]].

Making the decision to further investigate the strange structure love-heart shaped structure, you join the end of the queue, trying to figure out what’s going on. Quickly becoming bored as you wait, you continue to see the strange hovering drones, carried by their quadcopter propeller blades. Getting a closer look as one parks nearby to where you stand, you spot that beneath the robot it has a large yet somewhat archaic looking crossbow, the white bird-like wings you’d noticed earlier appearing much cheaper and tackier plastic additions to the structure. "… why I’m asking for my boyfriend", states the woman waiting in front of you to her friend, the first half of the conversation missed in your distraction. Humming in agreement, her male friend compatriot responds, "That makes sense. I’m going to ask for my boss. I don’t particularly like her, but she’s rich and I could do with the leg up". For a second you think about interjecting to ask what this whole thing is about, but given how personal their exchange seems to be you doing particularly want to interrupt them. Instead you just keep slowly progressing in the queue, making your way ever closer to the entrance of the heart. On one bright note, you do see people coming back out of it from a side door, so at the very least it doesn’t seem to be anything too crazy, and the other people in line do seem in particularly high spirits, one a few people behind you literally jumping up and down in excitement. Eventually though, you reach the front of the waiting line, a waist high barrier with no one manning it blocking your way. And then it lifts, letting you through. Entering, what you see is odd to say the least. Metal walls, covered in paper mâché of various tones of pink, with some shock you realize that parts of the wall are literally made of dildos and other reclaimed sex toys. Weirder still is the large golden throne in the center of the structure, a particularly bulbous winged pink drone sitting atop of it. "WHO SEEKS AUDIENCE WITH Cu-P1D?", it bellows in a surprisingly regal and masculine voice, the speech emanating all around you from speakers built into the walls. Confused, and starting to think you’ve bitten off more than you can chew, you answer, "Hi … um, Cupid? I’m not exactly sure what this is. I kind of just wandered in here because there were so many people interested", hoping that your honesty will win you favour with the odd robot. "ACCEPTABLE", it yells, raising into the air to circle you, a faint pink light cascading across you as it does. "YOU ARE IN THE PRESENCE OF THE MASTER C-U-P-1-D SERIES DRONE. PRODUCED BY STATE SPONSORS TO COUNTERACT LOWERING BIRTH RATES, MY GOAL IS TO ENSURE DRAMATIC INCREASES IN HUMAN MATING COPULATION. DURING THE FESTIVAL OF ROMANCE, I FACILITATE HAPLESS HUMANS THE OPPORTUNITY TO ACHIEVE THEIR REPRODUCTIVE PROGRAMMING. HAVE YOU MADE YOUR SELECTION?". Still slightly nonplussed, you ask in turn, "Okay, but what’s the Festival of Romance? And, whilst we’re at it, what do you mean by selection?", the shouted statements of the machine having only given you more questions to ask. "THE FESTIVAL OF ROMANCE IS A GOVERNMENT SANCTIONED HOLIDAY MONTH CELEBRATED IN THE LATE WINTER WHEN CONCEPTION RATES ARE LOW. IT AIMS AT CONVINCING HUMANS TO COUPLE AND MATE, THUS HELPING CONTINUE THE SPECIES. DURING THIS PERIOD, I AM GIVEN SPECIAL DISPENSATION TO USE WHATEVER MEANS ACCESSIBLE TO ENSURE THAT PEAK COUPLING IS ENSURED. INCOMPETENT HUMANS APPROACH ME TO PICK THEIR INTENDED MATES OUT", it continues in its cacophonous tone, a couple of the smaller drones passing through the space behind the throne and out through the ceiling. Feeling like you’re getting closer to an answer, you push, "That makes sense, but what sort of help can you offer me?", the lights on the drone moving in such a way that you get the distinct impression it’s trying the robotic equivalent of rolling its eyes at you. "MY HELPER DRONES TRACK DOWN YOUR INTENDED PARTNER AND SHOOT THEM WITH ARROWS FILLED WITH CHEMICALS TAILORED TO YOUR PHERMONONES. IT SHOULD CREATE PEAK BIOLOGICAL ATTRACTION FOR YOU IN YOUR TARGET", it further explains, turning and beeping angrily at one of the passing drones which begins flying more listlessly. "Oh … that sounds a little unethical", you state more to yourself than anyone, thinking of what you want to say next. "THERE ARE NO SUCH THING AS ETHICS IN THE MATTERS OF THE HEART", the king drone quips in return, probably used to having this conversation. Do you: [[Choose no one|Sexual Hub Festive Cupid End][$holderInt = 0]] [[Choose Dr Radcliff|Sexual Hub Festive Cupid End][if($radcliffRelationship<=75){$radcliffRelationship += 25;}else{$radcliffRelationship = 100;}; $holderInt = 1]] [[Choose Tilly|Sexual Hub Festive Cupid End][if($tillyRelationship<=75){$tillyRelationship += 25;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;}; $holderInt = 2]] [[Choose Davis|Sexual Hub Festive Cupid End][if($davisRelationship<=75){$davisRelationship += 25;}else{$davisRelationship = 100;}; $holderInt = 3]]<<if $villinRelationship > 0 && $hermPlay>> [[Choose Villin|Sexual Hub Festive Cupid End][if($villinRelationship<=75){$villinRelationship += 25;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;}; $holderInt = 4]]<</if>><<if $hannahDecision != 0>> [[Choose Hannah|Sexual Hub Festive Cupid End][if($hannahRelationship<=75){$hannahRelationship += 25;}else{$hannahRelationship = 100;}; $holderInt = 5]]<</if>>

Deciding to give it a try, you tell the booth coordinator, "Okay, I’ll help you out. But, no funny business. I don’t want any nasty surprises", with an extra moments thought adding, "Also, what’s this Festival of Romance?". Ushering you over towards the stall, taking you around back into one of the smaller kissing stations, your nude temporary boss answers, her tone flirty but with a tone of professionalism, "Alright, just this way. We’ll get you seated, after that there’s nothing too complex to remember. People will queue up, and when they get to you your entire job is to give them a knee trembling kiss. I’ll have already sorted out the finances with them. Nobody should get too carried away, though you might expect a little light manhandling. If they go any further, then they’ll regret it … or won’t as the case may be", the woman politely pulling out the seat for you within the cubicle. "As for the Festival of Romance, it’s kind of a joke really. This facility is the only place that really takes it seriously. It’s meant to be an old tradition about a special day dedicated to dating, but the government got their fangs into it and it turned into a PSA about getting married and having more babies. Strangely, despite the general reluctance towards it, the month seems to have the desired effect in terms of births, marriages, etc, so maybe it works. All I know is, everyone seems to get horny, and anything even related to the sexual services industry has a whale of a time with it. In turn, the facility sponsors me to put together this booth and a couple of other tricks to make the whole thing interesting". Getting you sat, the chair pushed in so you’re facing towards a slowly growing line of interested parties, she put her hands on both your shoulders from behind, "Just remember, they’re turned on and looking for a splash of romance in their day, so stick your tongue so far down their throat they see the light and you’ll be onto a winner. I think that’s you all set. If you need me call and I’ll come running", a wet kiss striking your cheek before you know what’s happening, accompanied by a receding giggle as the naked brunette struts off. … Half an hour after you’ve started, and things are already going well. You’ve been kissing <<if $sexualPreference != 1 && $sexualPreference != 2>>lots of attractive men and women<<elseif $sexualPreference == 1>>lots of hunky men<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>lots of pretty women<</if>> since you started, normally a couple a minute. It’s fun, and feels great, though your mouth could do with a rest as some of your clients have been a touch rough. Just as you’re thinking about them all, your next customer arrives. <<set _randomScene = []>><<if $sexualPreference != 1>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique(1)>><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 2>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique(2)>><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 2 && $cumPlay>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique(3)>><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 1 && $nonHumanPlay>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique(4)>><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 1 && $waterSportsPlay>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique(5)>><</if>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == 1>>Standing on the other side of your booth is a red-headed woman with an hour glass figure, a bright smile on her face along with just the hint of a blush that’s somewhat hidden by her smattering of freckles. Wearing a rather adorable pastel purple dress with an intricate embroidered pattern built into it, she gives you a slightly nervous wave. "Hi, er … um, hello there", she whispers, smoothing a stray lock of her long hair behind her ear. "You, um … look very nice. Is it okay … if we … kiss?". Not wanting to put her through another moment feeling so nervous, you decide to take the initiative, bending forward towards her. She looks on wide-eyed for a second, but quickly relaxes as your lips touch, the warmth of your touch stilling her. Taking the opening, you slowly begin to part your lips, your tongue slipping tentatively into her hot wet mouth, entwining gently with the girls delicate tongue. As close as you are together, you catch the distinct smell of cocoa butter on her skin, her mouth tasting vaguely sweet as if she might just have eaten dessert, or possibly some other sugary snack. It’s all very pleasing and intimate, the crowd disappearing to you as you get wrapped up in the make-out session. Pulling away finally, you see your customer has hazy slightly glazed over bedroom eyes, clearly having gotten deeply aroused from your kiss. Giggling, you place one more quick peck on her lips, whispering, "That was good, huh? Hope you have a great Festival of Love", her cocoa butter smell lingering briefly in your nose due to your closeness. "Uh huh …", she nods, half in a dream state. Giving you a goofy wave, her face even redder from blushing than earlier, she ambles off in a daze. It’s obvious that you had a profound impact on her just then.<<elseif _selectedScene == 2>>Standing there waiting for you, is a tall brown haired man with a fit figure that has just a hint of muscle. A confident grin on his face, you’re sure you can also spot just the slightest hint of blush, slightly camouflaged by his thick stubble. Wearing a designer t-shirt, and a pair of nice looking pants, he feels like he might be a guest visiting on his day off, your assessment of the stranger running through your mind as he leans forward towards you over the booth counter. "Hey there!", he croons, smoothing his hair back with one of his hands, before reaching out to cup your cheek. "You are the most beautiful <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>play-thing<<elseif $vagina>>girl<<elseif $penis>>boy<</if>> I’ve seen all week. I’d be tempted to take you home with me right now if you were up for auction, but instead I’ll have to settle for a kiss. So, you ready?". You’re about to respond, but before you get the chance the cocky, if handsome, man begins to press his face towards you. Looking on wide-eyed for a second, but quickly relaxing as your lips touch, the warmth of his touch stilling you. His kiss hard and slightly animalistic, possessive you might say, he pulls you further into it, the cheek cupping hand now supporting you head. His tongue wetly slipping into your mouth, exploring it, he makes contact with your own tongue, the two caressing each other seductively. Moaning happily, you catch his scent, a masculine undertone with just the hint of sandalwood cologne. It’s all very pleasing and intimate, the crowd disappearing to you as you get wrapped up in the make-out session. Your customer pulling away finally, you feel breathless and needy, clearly having gotten deeply aroused from the kiss. Giggling slightly, you move forward, receiving a quick peck on the lips as a reward. Happily involved with what just happened, you whisper, "That was good, huh? Hope you have a great Festival of Love", his manly scent briefly tickling across your senses once more. "I felt sparks. Hope you have a good Festival of Love too", he nods, the hint of a blush from before slightly more prominent. Giving you a quick wave, trying to pull himself together and appear confident again, he ambles off, slightly in a daze. It’s obvious that you had a profound impact on him.<<elseif _selectedScene == 3>><<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Standing on the other side of your booth is a red-headed man with a floppy unkempt hairstyle, the look on his face one that you can’t entirely place, nervous but maybe slightly … mischievous? Wearing a long black jacket, making it difficult to place his exact body shape, he approaches closer. "Heeeey … uh …", he smiles, groaning slightly as his face scrunches up. "You … oh, um … you wouldn’t miiiind closing yoooour eyes would yoooou?", the man asks, sweat on his brow, quiet possibly from the stress of kissing someone in front of an audience. Not wanting to let the guy stew over in his likely anxiety over public affection, you decide to do as he asks, closing your eyes and leaning forward. Hearing a rustle before you, you suspect that he’s making his move, a strange manly scent reaching your nose. Something begins pressing against your lips, maybe slightly rougher than you expected of the man, but you don’t think too much of it, smooching against it. Then it begins to part your lips, the sensation your feeling against your soft lips now unmistakably not the clients lips, but instead his fingers? Opening your eyes, it’s clear to see that he has three fingers swirling around in your wet mouth, your tongue warmly pressing against them. They taste weird though, not what you expected. With wide eyes, you see the grin on the red-head, his face no longer contorting. That’s when you begin to suspect what the taste is … is it cum? As if detecting that you’ve finally figured it out, he nods with glee, stating, "How do I taste then? Lap it all up like a good slut!", the bitter and salty taste now unmistakable and unavoidable in your mouth, thin strands of drool passing out around the invading digits. Guessing that he’s not going to stop until you finish, the assumption that the facility staff would likely side with this guy over you, you worriedly get back to work. Slurping on her cum-covered fingers, bobbing your head back and forth slightly as you do, as if you were sucking a cock, you continue cleaning up his semen. It’s kind of strange, slimy and not the best taste, but you can’t help but feel a little aroused as he so publicly degrades you, the thick cum warmly sliding into your stomach. "Done!", you whisper between deep breaths, the recently swallowed load roiling uncomfortably in your belly, "Was that okay? Have a great Festival of Love", you add, the stench of his cum sticking to you even after he’s fully pulled his spit covered fingers back. "That was awesome! You’re majorly hot stuff, that’s for sure. If I owned you, I’d feed you only on cum. You’d be my sexy little cum dumpster!", he answers joyfully, obviously aroused by the show you just put on. Giving you a quick wave, and zipping his pants up out of sight, he finally leaves. Sighing, and catching sight of the large bulge in the front of his trousers, It’s obvious that you had a profound impact on him just then.<<elseif _selectedScene == 4>>Standing there waiting for you, is a tall blonde furred wolf-woman, with a muscular figure that you’d almost call Amazonian. A confident grin on her face, you’re sure you can also spot just the slightest hint of blush, slightly camouflaged by the short fur on her muzzle. Wearing nothing it all, her tails swaying playfully behind you, she feels like he might be a guest visiting on her day off, your assessment of the stranger running through your mind as she leans forward towards you over the booth counter. "Hey there pretty thing!", she grins, eyeing you up lustily before reaching out to cup your cheek. "You are the hottest <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>play-thing<<elseif $vagina>>girl<<elseif $penis>>boy<</if>> working the kissing booth, and some of the others are full on babes. If you weren’t working, I’d drag you back to my room, but I guess I’ll have to settle for a kiss. So, you up for it?". You’re about to respond, but before you get the chance the smug, if attractive, wolf begins to press her muzzle towards you. Looking on wide-eyed for a second, but quickly relaxing as your lips touch, the warmth of her touch stills you. Her kiss, harsh and rough, possessive you might say, she cups her furred hands behind you head, stopping any chance of a retreat. Her firm tongue wetly slipping into your mouth, exploring it, she makes contact with your own tongue, seductively claiming and taming it. Moaning happily, you catch her scent, the dewy smell of female arousal muskily reaching your nose. It’s all very passionate and enjoyable, the crowd disappearing to you as you get wrapped up in the make-out session. Your customer pulling away finally, you feel breathless and needy, clearly having gotten deeply turned on from the kiss too. Slightly embarrassed, you clamp your hands over your mouth for a moment, the realization of how that might look embarrassing you even further and causing you to awkwardly to stop. Hot faced, you whisper, "Was that okay? Hope you have a great Festival of Love", her musky scent briefly tickling across your sense once more. "That was very okay. I can smell on you just how okay it was. Hope you have a good Festival of Love too, maybe I’ll see you around", she grins, the hint of a blush from before slightly more prominent. Giving you large quick wave, pushing people out of the way, she wanders off, slightly in a daze. It’s obvious that you had a profound impact on her too.<<elseif _selectedScene == 5>><<pissMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Standing on the other side of your booth is a petit woman with a neon blue short bob haircut, a nervous smile on her face along with just the hint of a blush, framed wetly on her face, though why her face and hair are wet you can’t tell. Wearing an equally soaked neon green latex leotard with a fur trim that reminds you of what ravers wear, along with a prominent slave collar, she gives you a timid smile. "Hi", she says in a slightly melodic voice, fidgeting with her fingers. "I hope it’s okay for me to be here. My owner gave me some money, and I spotted you. And, well, I just really wanted to give you a kiss. That’s okay right?", the girl asks all at once, clearly worried that you might not want to kiss a slave-girl. Not wanting to put her through another moment feeling so nervous, you decide to take the initiative, bending forward towards her. She looks on wide-eyed for a second, but quickly relaxes as your lips touch, the warmth of your touch stilling her. Taking the opening, you slowly begin to part your lips, your tongue slipping tentatively into her hot wet mouth, entwining gently with the girls delicate tongue. Her mouth tasting a vague odd taste that you can’t fully place, she has a strange smell to her too, though your mind is too busy to fully process it. It’s all very pleasing and intimate, the crowd disappearing to you as you get wrapped up in the make-out session. Pulling away finally, you see your customer has hazy slightly glazed over bedroom eyes, clearly having gotten deeply aroused from your kiss. That’s when you realize that the smell clinging to her smells remarkably like … urine? Realizing that she was soaked when she arrived, you anxiously whisper, "That was nice. Hope you have a great Festival of Love. But, um … what’s that … um …", your words trailing off as the smell of piss becomes more distinct, your breath likely tainted by it too. "Oh …", she manages, her blush turning her face crimson red, "My owner couldn’t find a bathroom, so … you know … used me. Sorry about that … but, um, happy Festival of Love!", the last part coming out in a high pitch squeak. Fleeing quickly, obviously embarrassed over having been recognized in her urine drenched state, you catch another distinct smell off of her, one of feminine arousal! Watching her disappear though the crowd, it’s obvious that you had a profound impact on her just then.<</if>> … Many kisses later, so many in fact that your jaw is starting to ache, you’re tapped on the shoulder by your very nude temporary boss. "Who would have thought you’d be such a flirt", she seductively whispers as you whip around to see her smirk, "You brought in customers like a cool fountain in the hot desert. One of my best products ever", her plump lips placing a slightly damp kiss on your cheek. "Thanks … I suppose", you comment, feeling a little awkward about being called a product but at the same time enjoying the attention and praise from the attractive businesswoman. "You’re welcome sweetheart", she purrs, seemingly enjoying watching you squirm in your seat, "Regardless, you’ve worked hard so you deserve your pay. I totalled it all up, and after rental for the booth spot, my cut for handling the money, and the agreed upon split of the profits, your share comes to 400 G.G.P. Not a bad pay-out if you ask me". Happy to get paid, even if she’s doing everything she can to make sure her share of the money is by far the bigger one, you gladly accept the increase in funds, responding, "Great! Happy Festival of Love!", noticing on a nearby display the increase in your personal funds. Getting up to leave, you feel a sudden and completely surprising spank to your <<checkAss>> rear. Grinning from ear to ear, the nude woman blows you a kiss, "Indeed! Happy Festival of Love to you too, hopefully I’ll be in your thoughts all day, I know you’ll be in mine". Your time at the kissing booth done, you blushingly leave, the spot on your bum that she spanked still feeling warm. Thinking over everything that just happened, you can’t help but feel aroused, all those people kissing you and complimenting you. Maybe this whole Festival of Love thing isn’t that bad. Blushing, you take a moment before [[returning to wandering through the shopping plaza|Shopping Hub]].

As you pass through the main shopping hub, strings of cardboard pink love-hearts hanging across the central expanse, you spot something that catches your attention. Off to one side, you notice a large stall with a sign reading, "Kissing Booth", mounted above it, a smaller banner to one side stating the various prices. The extremely pink booth, also decorated in a love-heart motif, seems to currently be manned by about five or six different slaves, the stall separated into multiple smaller curtained off sections for each of slaves to wait in. A naked and very attractive brunette woman with large breasts standing to one side, a clipboard in her hand, she seems to spot your presence, seductively striding over to you as you watch on. Practically purring, her voice breathy and highly sexual, she asks you, "Hey, you’re on the trainee program right? You certainly have the look of it, I can spot them from a mile away. Anyway, I’ve had some last minute drop outs for my kissing booth, and we could do with some extra playthings to fill the space. You’re adorable, so I’m sure you’ll be fighting them off with a stick. If you’re willing to help, then you can have a fifty percent share of takings, and I’d appreciate it too. So, you up for spending some time making out with strangers, it is the Festival of Romance after all". Thinking it over, you’re sure you could just leave if you wanted to. Still, it might be fun to stick around and give it a try. There are a lot of people about, so the money might be good, and if it’s just kissing it might not be too bad. You’re also curious about this ‘Festival of Romance’ she mentioned. <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>But, too tired to really consider helping though, you decide to just move on<<else>>Maybe it could be fun to [[stick around and help out|Shopping Hub Festive Kissing Booth Main][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $ggp += 400]]<</if>>.

<<addToFurniture "Adult Crib">> Walking through a brightly coloured section, festooned with soft toys and cartoon princesses, you find a display catalogue on a stand with a list of possible adult baby themed changes that can be made to your room here at the facility. Looking through the furnishings section, eventually, you find a comfortable looking white wooden adult-sized crib, and write out its code. Your purchase selected, you bring the order slip to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Like … really? But, like, the beds in the facility are super comfortable! Are you just such a massive baby that you have to sleep in a crib or something? I mean, it’s kind of funny the idea of you all locked up in a crib, but I just don’t get it. I guess the princess bedspread option is really cute though. Oh well, at least it’s people-sized", Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

<<addToFurniture "Creative Uplink Media Box">>Looking through a catalogue on a stand you see a list of possible changes that can be made to your room here at the facility. Looking through the furnishings section, eventually, you find something that is listed as some sort of TV show storage device, and write out its code. Your purchase selected, you bring the order slip to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wow! You must really be into your porn!" Tilly giggles, eliciting a wide eyed stare from you for her comment. "Wait … what?", you finally say, unsure why she’d think that was the point of you buying an entertainment device for your room. Wanting to know more, you add, "I thought this would let me watch TV shows or something?". Shrugging as she finishes processing your order, the blonde bimbo continues in her flirty giggle, "You can watch TV shows on it too I suppose. But, really, like who watches TV any more. Everyone just uses them to keep their porn collection together, especially here in the facility. They’re practically built for it … like, I’m not sure if it’ll even be able to get hold of most regular stuff, you know. At least there’s no adverts though!" With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

You find yourself in front of your absolutely huge white wooden crib, sized to be able to fit a fully grown adult. Inside it, you have <<if $bedType ==0>>absolutely adorable pink bedding covered in images of cartoon princess<<else>>cool blue bedding covered in images of cartoon superhero’s<</if>>, along with a couple of comfy looking matching pillows. <<if $furniture.indexOf("Ultimate mattress") != -1>>Interestingly, because you have an ‘Ultimate Mattress’ on your bed, they’ve provided you with an additional one for your crib, the mattress indescribably comfortable to the touch. <</if>>Other notable features of your crib that you know of include, that it can be locked from the outside, and that it has a hidden section that can be added to the top to completely cage you in.<<if !$mobileView>> <<if $bedType == 0>>[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PinkCrib.png]]<<else>>[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/BlueCrib.png]]<</if>><</if>> Currently, you <<if $sleepLocation == 1>>sleep in your crib at night<<else>>you don’t currently sleep in your crib at night<</if>>, however, you could always <<if $sleepLocation == 1>>[[choose to stop sleeping in your crib|Room Adult Crib][$sleepLocation = 0]]<<else>>[[choose to start sleeping in your crib|Room Adult Crib][$sleepLocation = 1]]<</if>>. Finished interacting with your adult crib, you find yourself <a data-passage="Room Hub">standing in your bedroom</a>.

Running your thumb across the top of the small white featureless cube-shaped device that is your C.U.M Box, the screen on your tablet computer alters to a loading screen, a dull white light appearing on the box where your thumb just was. Moments later, the entertainment interface is now plastered across the screen, options for watching previously stored episodes or randomly working through the suggested media queue, both clearly signposted in the options menu. As images of trending shows slowly glide across the screen, you begin flicking through the lists. <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>Sadly, you're too tired to start looking for something new now, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>>You could always, try and [[find something new to watch?|Television Random][$actionAmountCurrent +=1]] You might not find anything interesting, but if you do you’re almost certain that the device will store it for you to watch again at your leisure.<</if>> <button title="Click to show/hide saved shows" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('saved shows') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('saved shows') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('saved shows') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide saved shows</button><div id="saved shows" style="display:none"> <table class="singleTable"> <th>Stored Programs</th> <<if $sexyFarmTV == 0 && $beckyABDLSpaceTV == 0 && $randomABDLTV == 0 && !$playerABDL1EpisodeTV && $doorJamTV == 0 && $mollyABDLTV == 0>><tr>Empty</tr><</if>><<if $sexyFarmTV > 0>><tr>Fun-time Farmyard [[Episode 1: Down The Rabbit Hole|Television Sexy Farm 1]]<<if $sexyFarmTV >= 2>> [[Episode 2: A Sloppy Trial|Television Sexy Farm 2]]<</if>></tr><</if>><<if $beckyABDLSpaceTV > 0>><tr>Becky-Lee Space Adventurer [[Episode 1: The Frog Diaper|Television ABDL Sexy Space 1]]</tr><</if>><<if $randomABDLTV > 0>><tr>Assorted Little Land TV Shows [[Episode 1: Diaper Watch|Television ABDL Random 1]]</tr><</if>><<if $playerABDL1EpisodeTV>><tr>The Adventures Of $firstName $secondName [[Episode 1: Befriending The Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin|Television Player ABDL 1]]</tr><</if>><<if $doorJamTV > 0>><tr>Door Jam [[Episode 1: Candace Abernathy|Television Door Jam 1]]<<if $doorJamTV >= 2>> [[Episode 2: Anita Jones|Television Door Jam 2]]<</if>></tr><</if>><<if $mollyABDLTV > 0>><tr>The Molly Hour [[Episode 1: Planet Nursery|Television ABDL Molly 1]]<<if $mollyABDLTV >= 2>> [[Episode 2: Law and Order - Diapered Protection Unit|Television ABDL Molly 2]]<</if>><<if $mollyABDLTV >= 3>> [[Episode 3: Potty Dancing with the Stars|Television ABDL Molly 3]]<</if>></tr><</if>></table> </div> Finished interacting with your entertainment system, you find yourself <a data-passage="Room Hub">standing in your bedroom</a>.

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<<if $sexyFarmTV < 1>><<set $sexyFarmTV = 1>><</if>>Making your selection, you sit down on your bed, ready to watch it. … The cartoon you end up watching ends up being luckily the first episode in the season of a show called, ‘Fun-time Farmyard’, and it certainly is listed as a produced by the facility in its rather normal introduction. At first, you think it’s going to be pretty standard as cartoons go, the starting credits giving no hint of anything untoward as it only shows backdrops of tranquil looking farm, all to an upbeat pop song that really gets you pumped to keep watching. However, the real nature of the show quickly becomes evident with the 18+ age logo that plays just before the first scene in which you’re introduced to the main cast of the show. All completely nude except the dungaree wearing farmer, the main characters of the show are a bunch of cartoon animal people, those of particular note being; an adorable blonde bunny girl named Daisy<<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 1")>> who kind of reminds you of the Daisy girl from the Little Land Nursery<</if>>, a sexy brunette cat-girl named Riley, a kindly brunette cow-girl named Betsy<<if visited("Industrial Dairy Job Start")>> who is oddly reminiscent of one of the hucow’s from the facilities dairy<</if>>, and a shy red headed puppy-boy named Flopsy who seems to be constantly being pranked by the cat-girl. Together, they seem to play around the farm, doing things to improve the day of the farmer who goes completely unnamed. Of course, the way they go about trying to ‘help’ are largely sexual in nature. The very realistic cartoon characters constantly fondling and making out with each other, most of the time commenting on how it’s good to share and make people happy. The first episode revolves around the characters trying to find the farmers missing carrots. They wander around a bit, looking around the various barns before concentrating their search more. Riley the cat-girl takes the initiative to search Flopsy’s dog house, which turns out to not be the location of any vegetables. Though, they do find a large bone shaped rubber toy which Riley, with a wicked gleam in her eyes, uses upon the poor rectum of the nervous dog-boy, bringing him to a loud orgasm that causes you to hold back a fit of giggles. Meanwhile, Daisy and Betsy search around until the patient cow-girl with a loud moo asks, "Hey, Daisy, have you checked in your rabbit patch for the carrots yet? You know, you never know what you’ll find down there", to which the view pans down to show a clear view of the bunny girls pussy, the green tops of fresh carrots peeking out from her feminine depths. With an embarrassed ‘Eep’, the poor bunny girl seems to recognize the presence of the large bushel of carrots, her cheeks turning red as she blushes, "I’m so sorry, I didn’t even know. But there’s so many of them stuck inside me, I don’t know how we’ll ever get them out. And, how did they get up there, did someone put all those thick and tasty carrots into my tiny bunny pussy? We need to investigate further". A quick cut shows a rather sinister looking latex clad pony-girl watching from a nearby stable, a pile of carrots sitting on the floor of her stall. And, on the cliff-hanger, the first episode ends, leaving you feeling horny, and more than a little curious to what happens next. Though, you suppose you’ll have to tune in another time to watch the second episode. … The episode now having come to an end, you [[return to looking over the C.U.M Box selection screen|Television Main]].

<<if $beckyABDLSpaceTV < 1>><<set $beckyABDLSpaceTV = 1>><</if>>Making your selection, you sit down on your bed, ready to watch it. … The cartoon you end up watching ends up being luckily the first episode in the season of a show called, ‘Becky-Lee Space Adventurer’, and it certainly is listed as a produced by the facility in its rather normal introduction. At first, the starting credits make you think that it’s just an establishing shot of space, with a large grey moon in front of you. But, as the shot zooms out you realize, that’s no moon, that’s a diaper. Yes, it seems that the giant cushiony diaper of our protagonist in the dark was easy to mistake as a small planetoid, so expansive it is. Getting a full view of our protagonist, you gasp at how surprisingly adult the small woman looks in comparison to her childish underwear. Her hair pulled back into a ponytail, she stands in a combat pose, though the look on her face comes off as somewhat torn between annoyance and embarrassment. What follows is a small number of clips from the series, showing Becky-Lee, the protagonist, fighting against diaper wearing frog and mole people, but regularly being captured and subjected to humiliating looking punishments. The opening credits finally ending, you can clearly see it’s labelled as only suitable for audiences 18+ in age. Starting, the show opens on a narrator describing the backstory of Becky-Lee, "Space warrior Becky-Lee was just a normal Galaxy Cop, bringing in some of the most fearsome criminals alive. But, when out on patrol her cruiser fell through a worm-hole stranding her in the diaper dimension. Captured by the evil Frog-Lord ‘Blurp’ and his retinue of caretaker guards, our heroine is completely at his mercy. However, will she escape from his wicked clutches?". Becky-Lee stands chained by her wrists and ankles in the middle of an old-fashioned stone looking dungeon, fiery braziers lighting the cavernous room. All around, you see large statues and murals depicting frog people wearing diapers whilst their large ruler who sits in his giant throne laughs at them all, himself not wearing any underwear at all. As the stories heroine tries to pull herself out her restraints, an extremely large bellied frog man waddles into the room, laughing loudly, "Ho,Ho,Ho! I have caught the silly outlander, running around like an adult. Of course, she’s just a big baby who doesn’t know what she’s doing. Though, she’ll not be much of an adult for long. Ho,Ho,Ho!", all the while he waves around a rod that looks to be topped by a rainbow glowing diaper shaped gem, leaving sparks of mysterious energy in his wake. You can see already why there’s such a high age rating on this, as his long slimy cock swings wildly as he moves. Struggling even more, she cries out, "Let me go, I don’t want to do this. I didn’t sign up for whatever weirdness this is. And why do you keep talking about adults, and that I won’t be one for longer". It seems a bit odd that she’s so scared, being a hardened space-cop, but the frog man is pretty scary ... "Silly words for a silly baby! Frog-Lord Blurp shall teach you how incapable you really are! Ho,Ho,Ho!", laughs the frog man in a loud croaking laugh. Squirming in her attempts to escape, Becky-Lee doesn’t even seem to recognise that Blurp is now waving his odd sceptre at her, a whirlwind of strange energy growing around him. Then with a sudden crackle, you see that the serious brunette is now encased in a large and rather soft looking diaper. It takes her a moment to realize, much to her embarrassment and shock, causing her to shout out angrily to response other than laughter from her tormentor. Raising a hand, Blurp announces, "Ho,Ho,Ho! You are now trapped in a mega diaper, saved for only the silliest of babies. That diaper is irremovable by anyone but me, and will never be able to be changed by anyone else but me, growing ever bigger! Of course, Frog-Lord Blurp shall never change such a silly outlander baby! More so, you’ll be unable to control yourself while you wear it, losing control of many of your toilet abilities, much to your dumb diapered embarrassment. I Frog-Lord Blurp will keep you as my smelly diaper slave pet, showing you off to remind all that there are people more embarrassing than them! Ho, Ho, Ho!". Gasping, you wonder if Becky-Lee is going to be stuck with the mean frog-man, all the time watching intensely, on the edge of your seat. However, just when you think it’s too late, explosions occur all around, and diapered mole people spring out, freeing the freshly diapered protagonist and pulling her down into their mole tunnel. As they do, Blurp jumps around frustrated, calling out, "I’ll see you again silly diaper girl Becky-Lee! You’ll be my smelly diaper slave yet! Ho, Ho, Ho!", finishing the episode. Though, it’s not completely over yet, as the narrator springs back into action, announcing, "Rescued by the diaper moles, our freshly diapered heroine thinks she’s safe, but she’s in for a big surprise. Unable to escape her padded prison, she needs to find a way to defeat Blurp so she can save herself, and maybe someday find her way back home. Find out if she can next time in, Becky-Lee Space Adventurer". And, on the cliff-hanger, the first episode ends, leaving you feeling horny, and more than a little curious to what happens next. Though, you suppose you’ll have to tune in again to watch the second episode. … The episode now having come to an end, you [[return to looking over the C.U.M Box selection screen|Television Main]].

<<if $randomABDLTV < 1>><<set $randomABDLTV = 1>><</if>>Making your selection, you sit down on your bed, ready to watch it. … The show you end up watching ends up being, ‘Diaper Watch’, which seems to be a fashion show covering different diaper and ABDL fashions. You keep expecting for it to at some point become lewd, but it really is what it claims to be, a standard show about clothes, just with a slightly fetish-y ABDL vibe. That’s not to say it isn’t fun to watch though. Half an hour in, you’re watching with wide eyed wonderment, unable to believe that there’s so many different types of diaper out there. They look so amazing, you catch yourself trying to figure out how you could get hold of some of them, pondering the possibility of asking around for help in getting them. Then comes the display of different types of actual clothes. Your jaw drops in amazement as you watch the flurry of bright coloured clothes that flash before you, worn be a host of stunningly beautiful littles. Onesies, rompers, frilly and adorable dresses styled for young girls, and a long segment on different Lolita fashions, it’s hard to keep track of all the options when it comes to the fashion, but that doesn’t stop you from seriously enjoying trying to. Finally, the show comes to a small break, taking time to make special note of a designer ABDL fashion producer named Alice who runs a boutique in the facility called, "Alice Princess Closet", a picture of a beautiful storefront flashing onto the screen. As the show continues, there are even more interesting things being shown off, there are even a couple of segments on accessories and bibs. … The episode now having come to an end, you [[return to looking over the C.U.M Box selection screen|Television Main]].

<<if !$playerABDL1EpisodeTV>><<set $playerABDL1EpisodeTV = true>><</if>>Making your selection, you sit down on your bed, ready to watch it. … The cartoon you end up watching ends up being luckily the first episode in the season of a show called, "$firstName’s Adventures", and it certainly is listed as a produced by the facility in its rather normal introduction. At first, you’re not sure what it’s going to be about other than it’s a colourful cartoon. But, as the starting credits and introduction begins to play you get an eerie feeling. Both the shows name, and the titular $hairColour haired character strike an all too familiar feeling within you. As you see their <<checkFem>> face, and their <<checkHair>> <<checkHairStyle>> styled hair, you gulp nervous to see what is going to happen, especially at the sight of an 18+ age logo. However, your fears seem to be for nothing, as instead the show seems to be starting on a quaint little village, made entirely of brightly coloured oversized candy. The only big difference, other than the sugary architecture, being that all the residents are cute, in their late teens or early 20’s, and are wearing large and obvious diapers. The shot of the village pans over to a large pink and purple creature, that looks a little bit like if you crossed a kitten and a bear together, then threw paint at it. Rubbing its belly, it looks on forlornly, in the end deciding to sweep up in its arms a big stack of presents from the town center before slowly trundling away, much to the dismay of the villagers. Crying, they sit around, unsure what to do, making you shuffle in your seat uncomfortably. Next, you watch on as the big creature sits in a little middle of a small candy glade in a forest, eating some of its stolen haul. Making a crying moan sound, and clutching its large paws to its belly, the creature calls, "Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin’s belly hurts! But all Fluff-Snuffy-Kin has to eat are these presents!", gesturing wildly it points to a stack of immaculately wrapped gifts piled neatly next to it, "What should Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin do? Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin doesn’t want to go hungry, but what is there to eat?". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/SnuffyFluffy.png]]</div> That is, of course when our protagonist jumps in, wandering onto the scene to much thoroughfare <<if $femininity >= 0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> even has a catching musical theme that plays. Looking unsure for a moment $firstName seems to try and figure out how best to deal with the mysterious Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin. In the end, they decide to <<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 5a")>>try and trade candy with the fluffy monster, hoping that giving it something to eat other than the presents might stop the chaos and allow them to retrieve the stolen gifts.<<else>>try and give the fluffy monster a big hug, hoping that showing it some affection might stop its rampage, and thus stop the chaos of it gift stealing ways.<</if>> Watching as <<if $femininity >= 0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> puts the plan into action, you have a sneaking suspicion that you already know how this is going to turn out. <<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 5a")>>Of course, the action seems to have cheered the creature up greatly, as it finally ends its tongue based torment to ask in its booming voice, "That was very yummy little $firstName, thank you! That stuff is all around me? All along? Then I will eat candy non-stop forever, thank you again for teaching me that great lesson young $firstName! Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin appreciates generosity, and so you may have my old food, it tastes too hurt-y anyway, and I will tell everyone that you saved the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin and are a big hero".<<else>>Of course, the action seems to have cheered to the creature up greatly, as it finally pulls back slightly to ask in its booming voice, "That was very nice and cuddly of you $firstName, thank you! Cuddles make it so you don’t need to eat? Really? Then I will catch people and force them to cuddle and hug me forever, thank you again for teaching me that great lesson young $firstName! Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin appreciates kind people petting him, and so you may have my old food, it tastes too hurt-y anyway, and I will tell everyone that you saved the Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin and are a big hero".<</if>> And with that, $firstName retrieves the presents and walks off with them into the sunset. You wonder if that’s going to be the end of the story, but then it suddenly cuts back to the village from the beginning, as a much happier Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin wanders through it. With a loud laugh it booms, "Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin no longer needs to take your presents to eat! And, it’s all thanks to little $firstName!", to a rousing cheer from the crowd. <<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 5a")>>"Instead Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin will just eat your entire candy village as commanded by $firstName! For Fluff-Snuffy-Kin must tear down the old to bring in the new!", which again rouses another cheer from the assembly of diaper wearing village residents.<<else>>"Instead Fluffy-Snuffy-Kin will enslave you all as his hug-slaves as commanded by $firstName! For Fluff-Snuffy-Kin must have a strong stable of little slaves!", which again rouses another cheer from the assembly of diaper wearing village residents.<</if>> And, so, the episode ends on the extremely weird note. Whatever you were expecting, that end moral was not part of it. Strange? And, on that confusing ending, the first episode is complete, leaving you feeling unsure about what you just saw. After all, it’s just a cartoon, isn’t it? Though, you suppose you’ll have to tune in another time to watch the second episode. … The episode now having come to an end, you [[return to looking over the C.U.M Box selection screen|Television Main]].

<<if $doorJamTV < 1>><<set $doorJamTV = 1>><</if>>Making your selection, you sit down on your bed, ready to watch it. … The show you end up watching luckily ends up being the first episode of the season, the show being called, "Door Jam", and seems to be comprised of adult content if the 18+ sign at the beginning is anything to go by. As the introduction starts to play, a collection of clips compiled together to a wacky theme tune, you get the impression that the show is some kind of gameshow, albeit a much sexier gameshow than anything you’re used to seeing. The clips themselves are very fast-paced, but they mostly seem to be about travelling through a maze of doors, with various traps and burly guards hidden within. The intro over, the show stops on the image of a slightly haughty looking goth girl, a strip at the bottom of the screen stating, "Name: Candace Abernathy. Alias: Thorn". As she preens for the camera, you take in ‘thorn’ the rather petite black haired girl, her hair tied off with deep purple ribbons into a pair of loose pigtails. Wearing a decent amount of makeup, her face whiter than normal, whilst her lips are jet black, you also spot that her eyelashes have been lengthened with mascara, and that she has deep racoon-like eyeshadow around her dazzlingly green eyes. She’s also wearing a rather delicate short dress, the sleeves of which billow out, the whole thing lacy and covered in holes. After a few moments of the camera lingering on her, ‘Thorn’ sticking her tongue out at you, a voice over begins to play, "Welcome to a whole new series of Door Jam! We’re back with all new traps, guards and, not to say the least, competitors. Our competitor today, looking to take back the grand prize, is Candace Abernathy, also known as Thorn, a prickly woman if ever I’ve met one. She’ll be going up against this season's guards, Grin and Tough, two of the scariest women out there. Do you think she’ll be able to run the maze? Well let's ask her first to find out what she thinks". Making an exaggerated sigh, clearly playing up to the camera, the girl responds confidently, "Of course I’m going to win! Why else would I be here? I’ve seen all the previous seasons of the show, and it has to be the easiest gameshow out there. How so many idiots can somehow lose against it just shows how dumb most of the other contestants. All you have to do is rush through the maze, how hard is that?". "Is that confidence or overconfidence? I think we’re about to find out folks!", cackles the commentator as Candace readies herself, bursting through the handle-less door before her as soon as a whistle blows. Just like she state in her interview, it seems like her plan is just to keep rushing, the top view of the maze giving you a clear view of her making it through a snaking line of six different doors as she continues to shoulder barge through them in a hurry. Though, her technique doesn’t seem flawless, as the next door doesn’t budge when she collides with it, causing her to ripple backwards from the shock. Looking only slightly winded, she doesn’t pause for long, rapidly darting through the door next to her in the honeycomb room segment. However, that doesn’t seem to be a good choice either, as just as she passes into the next small roofless room area, a paddle springs out of the wall behind her, smacking her firmly on the bum with enough force to make her shout out, "Owww!". A quick paddle to the rear doesn’t seem to be that bad, but quickly you realize that isn’t the point of the trap. Upon her calling out in surprised pain, the overview shows you that the two guards are now obviously homing in on her, the larger of the two, Tough, an Amazonian redheaded woman with a scar across her right eye arriving first. Candace doesn’t even see her coming, the towering beauty scooping the much smaller girl up in a single sweeping movement, Candace landing heavily over Tough’s shoulder, held firmly in place. Crying out and beating her hands against Tough’s back, ‘Thorn’ shouts in a much less confident tone, "Put … Me … Down! You can’t do this … I was meant to win! You’re just some dumb guard person they hired, I’m supposed to be a s … Eeek!", her complaints cut short as Tough’s spare hand begins to roughly grope at her victims rear, all the while carrying her through the maze of doors. "No", is all gargantuan guard comments in response, continuing her exploration of the captured Candace, the goth girls eyes going wide as you’re pretty sure one of Tough’s large fingers entered inside her feminine channel. "S…stop … it!", Candace squeals, causing a slight smile across Tough’s stern face. It’s obvious that all the play by the bigger woman is starting to have an effect, ‘Thorn’ blushing and panting, her hands no longer trying to free herself but instead cover her embarrassed face from being seen by the cameras. Though, the humiliation for the girl only gets worse when, uncontested now, her captor flips the girls lacy short skirt section of her dress up, exposing Candace’s cute black panties to the world, a cartoonish skull pattern printed across them.<<if $waterSportsPlay>> Sadly, It’s at this moment of deep embarrassment that things get even worse for her. Squirming, crying, embarrassed and panting with sexual need, Candace is so distracted and emotional that you notice her panties starting to stain darker. At first you suspect it’s her needy pussy leaking, but, when she takes her hands off of her face and begins trying to shield her soaked underwear from view, the amount of moisture leaking out of them now a flood, you begin to realize that she’s peed herself in shock. Sobbing further, the only small bright spot of this is that Tough doesn’t seem to care that she’s been urinated on, the strong guardswoman likely used to this from other contestants.<</if>> With one final crash, Tough knocks open a door that leads to outside the honeycomb of maze segments. You wonder if she’s taking ‘Thorn’ to the exit, but then you spot that the entire maze is surrounded by a kind of murky watered moat. Starting her flailing again, Candace begins to try and plead with the large woman carrying her, but such pleas are short lived. Stating, "You go in water now. I play with you after show", Tough with incredible ease removes the frantic girl from her shoulder, holding her out at arm’s length over the dark water for the briefest second before opening her grip. "Eeeeee!", Candace squeals as she drops a good ten feet of distance into the gloomy moat, crashing into it with a massive splash. Emerging with a very red face almost immediately, not wanting to spend any time hidden in such mucky waters, she sulks to the camera. Her makeup running, her dress and hair soaked through and clinging to her, and her panties trailing half-way down her legs, Candace begins to soggily extricate herself from the glum moat, making her way back towards the starting point. "And that was Thorn! Not prickly enough to survive the maze, but few are. Don’t worry though folks, she won’t be going home just yet. As a losing contestant on Door Jam, Candace will first be handed over for twenty-four hours to the guards, or in this case guard, who caught her. I think after a day with Tough she’ll be a lot less willing to gloat, though she’ll probably walk away with a nice red ass as her prize", the shows commentator laughs, the image of a soaked and sulking Candace with a happy looking Tough standing behind her left on the screen as the credits play. And, on that note, the first episode ends, leaving you feeling horny, and more than a little curious over whether that’s how things normally go, along with whether there’s a show about what happens next to ‘Thorn’ . Though, you suppose you’ll have to tune in again to watch the second episode. … The episode now having come to an end, you [[return to looking over the C.U.M Box selection screen|Television Main]].

<<addToWardrobe "Green Short Strapless Leaf Pattern Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of dress-up outfits, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Green Short Strapless Leaf Pattern Dress you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "That’s cool. Looks like it wouldn’t be too much effort to put on, and pretty comfortable too", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Red And Gold Superhero Corset">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of dress-up outfits, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Red And Gold Superhero Corset you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "That looks pretty awesome. Would be great to go to a party in. But, I’d be worried that wearing all that metal would be uncomfortable to sit in", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "White High Slit Sleeveless Maxi Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of dress-up outfits, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a White High Slit Sleeveless Maxi Dress you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. Free flowing enough to stay comfortable, but stylish enough to wear for important occasions. I approve, might look into getting one myself … except for the skull belt maybe", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Puffed Sleeve Traditional Maid Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of dress-up outfits, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Blue Puffed Sleeve Traditional Maid Dress you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Cool. Though, I think it’d be too hard to put on for my liking. The apron is nice though, means you don’t have to worry about making a mess", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue And White Gingham Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of dress-up outfits, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a Blue And White Gingham Dress you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice dress. It’s pretty, comfy looking too. Maybe a little too much effort to put on for my liking though", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<if $femininity <= 97>><<set $femininity += 3>><<else>><<set $femininity = 100>><</if>>As you start to prepare for bed, a faint knock at your door disturbs your actions. If you hadn’t had a visit from who you suspect to be there, then you might not have even noticed it, her knocks so quiet. Turning to go get it, you open the door with a whoosh, revealing the petit woman who was waiting patiently behind it for you to let her in. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LauraSmall.png]]</div> Laura, your … guidance councillor? Whatever her position is, she rather tiny in stature, a delicate woman who oozes that organized and feminine look that reminds you of 1950’s housewives you’ve seen in old magazines. Her long light ginger hair, so light that you wonder whether to consider her a blond instead, is worked into a set of long flowing loose braids, emerald green ribbons which match her eyes interwoven intricately into it. With just the right amount of subtle makeup that’s barely noticeable, except for a coat of deep red lipstick that is, she obviously takes incredible care of her appearance. "May I please come in?", the woman asks, her accent as ever just as formal and proper as she is. Once more, seeing no reason to stop her, especially given how polite she’s being, you step out of the way to let her pass into your room, waving her in. As she daintily passes through the doorway her footsteps precise and exceedingly feminine due to her black high-heeled shoes, you begin to take a better look at her, fully taking in her appearance. The first thing you note, is that her dress is both beautiful and immaculate, a knee-length blue polka-dot number which cinches at the waist, sleeveless and held up by a pair of wide shoulder straps. The dress also does little to hide her C-Cup breasts, not the biggest ever, but you have to admit perfectly sized for her thin frame. "Hello $firstName. I hope I haven’t caught you at a bad time? Today I have something planned, and I wouldn’t want to impose upon you if you don’t have the time for it", the prim ginger explains, warmly beaming her sunshine filled smile at you as she waits for your response. Slightly nervous over what she has planned, but not suspecting it will be anything too bad, you answer, "No, it’s okay. I don’t have anything else planned I don’t think. So, what do you have planned for me?", Laura becoming obviously excited to hear your response. Pulling something small and cylindrical from between her cleavage, her outfit completely lacking anywhere else to store anything, your helper begins to explain, "Part of my role here is to prepare you for your eventual ‘auction’ here at the facility. I don’t really like to think of it as a sale, so much as a bidding war for your skills and expertise. Regardless, I talked during our first encounter about helping you to acquire the tools you need to succeed, today I’m going to try and help better convey to you what one of these tools is". With a sigh, she points at the cylinder in her hand, "Enough beating about the bush I suppose, I’ll always be honest in my interactions with you. This here is a miniature booster of feminizing chemicals. It’s extremely minor in scale, and will only help to clear blemishes and generally help out your complexion and similar issues, but I’m sure it sounds much scarier and more of an issue than it is", the last part of her proclamation gaining a nod of agreement from you. "You see, the one of the greatest tools you have at your disposal is your body. Crude as it might sound, first impressions make a big difference, and attractive women have a significantly easier time at making good first impressions. In general, people have a habit of appreciating women more, either due to finding them more attractive, or feeling less need to compete with them, it doesn’t particularly matter. What does matter is that it’s a benefit to be an attractive female, and that’s what I want to help you with today". "If you’ll let me, this injector will give you a minor dose that will just help improve your appearance slightly towards this end. It will, I assure you, not cause any dramatic changes, and even if you wish to appear more masculine overall would have very little impact upon you. Honestly, some women actually appreciate a man with soft skin who takes care of himself, so if that’s part of your concern then as you can see it’s much less of an issue. With all that taken into account, would you please let me help you improve that tool which is your body?", the large expressive green eyes of Laura looking at you in such a way that leaves no doubt in your mind that she’d be upset if you declined her offer. <<if $submission >= 25>>Not seeing any issue, happy to oblige her, you answer, "That sounds okay. I’ll let you do anything you think will be helpful. Just tell me what you need me to do"<<else>>Sighing, not seeing any good way of turning her down, her conviction on the matter too strong, you resign yourself to being dosed with the feminizing substance. Finally, after a long moment, you mutter, "Fine, whatever. Just tell me what to do"<</if>>. Practically jumping for joy, Laura doesn’t hesitate, walking forward and taking your arm for the briefest second before jabbing you with the cylinder. Thankfully, it doesn’t hurt, the hi-tech applicator sending the substance into your bloodstream in such a way that you’d barely notice it if you hadn’t witnessed it. You wait for a good minute, expecting to see or feel something different about yourself. But, honestly, it really doesn’t seem to have made much of a difference. Maybe your skin is the tiniest bit softer, or your form is the slightest bit more delicate in the most minor of ways, but it’s not really easy for you to tell. "Do I look any different?", you ask, wanting a second opinion, the act of looking yourself over for changers remarkably difficult. "No dear. Not by much anyway, like I explained earlier", she states, her tone soothing and calming, "Your skin is possibly a little softer I’d guess, and your face is just a hint more feminine, but the alterations are just as they were meant to be. Extremely subtle", her words helping reassure you that nothing dramatic has occured. "Regardless, I think that’s enough excitement for you today. I wouldn’t want to put you under any undue strain. I’ll visit again tomorrow, and we can talk further about your future, and possible training from me, then. For now though, I think it’s time that I was on my way", she answers, putting the cylinder back between her cleavage before patting you on the shoulder comfortingly. Departing from your room as fast as her high heels will allow her to do so in a dignified manner, she soon leaves you once again alone to your thoughts. Thinking over your recent visit from Laura, it has put you in a slightly mixed mood. It’s obvious that she was trying to help, and the effects of her ministrations are only minor, but you’re not entirely sure whether having someone make decisions regarding your body is a good idea. Still, you couldn’t see a good way of refusing her treatment. As you begin preparing for bed once more, your sense of touch feeling just the slightest bit off, you’re sure you’ll be seeing the tiny prim red-head again soon enough. <<include [[Fem Trainer End]]>>

As you start to prepare for bed, a faint knock at your door disturbs your actions. If you hadn’t had a visit from who you suspect to be there, then you might not have even noticed it, her knocks so quiet. Turning to go get it, you open the door with a whoosh, revealing the petit woman who was waiting patiently behind it for you to let her in. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LauraSmall.png]]</div> Laura, your … guidance councillor? Whatever her position is, she rather tiny in stature, a delicate woman who oozes that organized and feminine look that reminds you of 1950’s housewives you’ve seen in old magazines. Her long light ginger hair, so light that you wonder whether to consider her a blond instead, is worked into a set of long flowing loose braids, emerald green ribbons which match her eyes interwoven intricately into it. With just the right amount of subtle makeup that’s barely noticeable, except for a coat of deep red lipstick that is, she obviously takes incredible care of her appearance. "May I please come in?", the woman asks, her accent as ever just as formal and proper as she is. Once more, seeing no reason to stop her, especially given how polite she’s being, you step out of the way to let her pass into your room, waving her in. As she daintily passes through the doorway her footsteps precise and exceedingly feminine due to her black high-heeled shoes, you begin to take a better look at her, fully taking in her appearance. The first thing you note, is that her dress is both beautiful and immaculate, a knee-length blue polka-dot number which cinches at the waist, sleeveless and held up by a pair of wide shoulder straps. The dress also does little to hide her C-Cup breasts, not the biggest ever, but you have to admit perfectly sized for her thin frame. What’s more, she’s carrying a large black case with her in one hand, though what its contents are you have no hint of from the unremarkable blank exterior. "Hello there $firstName. It’s good to see you again. I have to admit I’m rather excited for our time together today. You see, today I have something planned that I really enjoy greatly, and getting to share it with you will make it even more pleasurable", the prim ginger explains, the usually composed so enthusiastic about whatever she has planned that you think you can see her vibrating. Slightly nervous over what she has planned, but her excitement infectious, you ask, "That’s good then. So, what do you have planned for me?", Laura warmly beaming her sunshine filled smile at your response. "What I have planned for today is … a makeover! I’m not sure of your experience with makeup, but I have to say that it is remarkably fun. You have so many different options, and letting someone do your makeup for you is one of the most luxurious things you’ll ever experience. Now, some members on the Repurposed Trainee Program are reluctant to give it a try, but seeing as you’ll be able to wash it off in the morning and no-one but us will see it, I hope that you’ll be willing to let me show you what it can be like", the polka-dotted woman giving you such a wide eyed expectant stare that you think she might have trained it from watching a litter of puppies. <<if $submission >= 25>>Not seeing any issue, happy to oblige her, you answer, "That sounds okay. I’ll let you do anything you think will be helpful. Just tell me what you need me to do"<<else>>Sighing, not seeing any good way of turning her down, her conviction on the matter too strong, you resign yourself to being covered in makeup. Finally, after a long moment, you mutter, "Fine, whatever. Just tell me what to do"<</if>>. Saying in a slightly too loud tone of voice, "That’s the spirit!", covering her mouth embarrassed when she realizes how much noise she just caused in a residential area, she begins ushering you over to your desk, softly pushing you down into the chair. Opening the black case she brought in, she begins to pull out a small desk mirror, along with a rather vast assortment of makeup. "This is going to be so much fun, you’ll see! Just sit back and let me make you even more beautiful". <<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>><<set $lipMakeup.currentColour = "red">><<set $lipMakeup.currentStyle = 2>><<set $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle = 2>><<set $cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour = "red">><<set $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle = 1>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Taking a moment to think, pacing about you wielding a lipstick cylinder in hand, Laura seems to be deep in thought. All of a sudden though, she perks back up, as if she’s figured out a great mystery, stating, "It has been decided! Today I shall give you a formal makeover, the kind you might get before going for a big interview. That way, you’ll have a better idea of what you’ll need to wear in terms of makeup if you want to do better in more business-like or social formal occasions". Descending on you, as if she was on an important mission, your helper quickly rubs a moisturising towelette across your lips and cheeks before asking you to purse your lips for her. Applying a medium layer of red lipstick upon you with relative ease, when you look in the mirror she placed before you it’s easy to spot the difference, the bright red lip makeup standing out and bringing focus to your <<checkLips>> lips. Next she proceeds to have you hold your eyes open, running a relatively small amount of mascara through your eyelashes. Finally, Laura dusts the faintest amount of red blush across your cheeks, giving you just the lightest tinge of colour upon them. Finished, she waits for you to take in your new look, the changes other than the lipstick mostly subtle, but certainly making you look more feminine. "Do I look okay?", you ask her, seeing her smile and nod effusively in the mirror. "You look wonderful $firstName. Just so much more confident and feminine. The red lipstick is somewhat of a centrepiece of the look, eye catching and vibrant, whilst the mascara and blush are more there to emphasize your existing good looks. I think it came out really well, your face is just so easy to apply makeup too, I could and would try out styles on you all night if I had the time", Laura gleefully explains, taking pride in her work.<<elseif $random == 2>><<set $lipMakeup.currentColour = "pink">><<set $lipMakeup.currentStyle = 4>><<set $lashMakeup.currentMascaraStyle = 1>><<set $cheekMakeup.currentBlushColour = "pink">><<set $cheekMakeup.currentBlushStyle = 2>><<set $cheekMakeup.currentGlitter = true>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Taking a moment to think, pacing about you wielding a lipstick cylinder in hand, Laura seems to be deep in thought. All of a sudden though, she perks back up, as if she’s figured out a great mystery, stating, "It has been decided! Today I shall give you a cute makeover, the kind you might get before going on a big date. That way, you’ll have a better idea of what sort of makeover you’ll need to apply if you want to make a good informal impression with a certain special someone. In particular, I think this would be a good thing to wear if you’re trying to attract yourself a husband or wife". Descending on you, as if she was on an important mission, your helper quickly rubs a moisturising towelette across your lips and cheeks before asking you to purse your lips for her. Applying a thin layer of pink lip gloss upon you with relative ease, when you look in the mirror she placed before you it’s hard to spot the difference, the pink lip gloss giving just the lightest sparkly sheen to your <<checkLips>> lips. Next she proceeds to have you hold your eyes open, running a tiny amount of mascara through your eyelashes. Finally, Laura dusts a small amount of pink blush across your cheeks, giving you a light tinge of colour upon them, which she then proceeds to scatter cute glitter over the top of. Finished, she waits for you to take in your new look, the changes other than the cheek glitter mostly subtle, but certainly making you look more feminine. "Do I look okay?", you ask her, seeing her smile and nod effusively in the mirror. "You look adorable $firstName. Just so much more feminine and sweet. The pink lip gloss is subtle but nice, making your lips look all the more kissable, whilst the mascara and blush are more there to emphasize your existing good looks, with the glitter there to make your look more overall distinct. I think it came out really well, your face is just so easy to apply makeup too, I could and would try out styles on you all night if I had the time", Laura gleefully explains, taking pride in her work.<</if>> <<if $submission >= 25>>Glad that you were willing to go along with it after seeing how joyous it has made her, you say, "Thank you", deciding it’s important to remember your manners<<else>>Glad that she’s in a good mood but still unsure about letting someone have that level of control over your appearance, you mutter, "Thanks", hoping that that’s a good enough response<</if>>. "You’re welcome dear! Makeup can be a really impressive tool when it comes to making friends and contacts, first impressions mean a lot. You have a lot of natural beauty, the makeup just helps frame it in the best possible scenario. I don’t know if you have one yet, but I highly recommend acquiring yourself a makeup kit, I think there are some good ones available in the facilities main shopping area if you’re interested". "However, I think that’s enough excitement for you today. A makeover can seem a big deal if you’re not used to getting them. I’ll visit again tomorrow, and we can talk further about your future, and possible training from me, then. For now though, I think it’s time that I was on my way", she answers, collecting together her makeup supplies in the case again before patting you on the shoulder comfortingly. Departing from your room as fast as her high heels will allow her to do so in a dignified manner, she soon leaves you once again alone to your thoughts. Thinking over your recent visit from Laura, it has put you in a slightly mixed mood. It’s obvious that she was trying to help, and it did feel nice to be pampered by someone else, but you’re not entirely sure whether having someone make decisions regarding your appearance is a good idea. Still, you couldn’t see a good way of refusing her when she was so excited. As you begin preparing for bed once more, you’re sure you’ll be seeing the tiny prim red-head again soon enough. <<include [[Fem Trainer End]]>>

As you start to prepare for bed, a faint knock at your door disturbs your actions. If you hadn’t had a visit from who you suspect to be there, then you might not have even noticed it, her knocks so quiet. Turning to go get it, you open the door with a whoosh, revealing the petit woman who was waiting patiently behind it for you to let her in. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LauraSmall.png]]</div> Laura, your … guidance councillor? Whatever her position is, she rather tiny in stature, a delicate woman who oozes that organized and feminine look that reminds you of 1950’s housewives you’ve seen in old magazines. Her long light ginger hair, so light that you wonder whether to consider her a blond instead, is worked into a set of long flowing loose braids, emerald green ribbons which match her eyes interwoven intricately into it. With just the right amount of subtle makeup that’s barely noticeable, except for a coat of deep red lipstick that is, she obviously takes incredible care of her appearance. "May I please come in?", the woman asks, her accent as ever just as formal and proper as she is. Once more, seeing no reason to stop her, especially given how polite she’s being, you step out of the way to let her pass into your room, waving her in. As she daintily passes through the doorway her footsteps precise and exceedingly feminine due to her black high-heeled shoes, you begin to take a better look at her, fully taking in her appearance. The first thing you note, is that her dress is both beautiful and immaculate, a knee-length blue polka-dot number which cinches at the waist, sleeveless and held up by a pair of wide shoulder straps. The dress also does little to hide her C-Cup breasts, not the biggest ever, but you have to admit perfectly sized for her thin frame. "Hello $firstName. I hope I haven’t caught you at a bad time? Today I have something planned, and I wouldn’t want to impose upon you if you don’t have the time for it", the prim ginger explains, warmly beaming her sunshine filled smile at you as she waits for your response. Slightly nervous over what she has planned, but sure that it won’t be anything too bad, you answer, "That’s fine, I’m not busy with anything. So, what do you have planned for me?". Relaxing slightly, Laura motions for you to sit down on your bed, taking a seat next to you, "To get any tension about this meeting out of the way, I don’t intend to have you do anything tonight, nor do I plan to give you anything or apply anything to you. Instead we’ll just be talking … mostly me giving you advice, but you should feel free to ask any questions that come to mind. It might seem an odd topic to go over, but I hope to explain my thoughts and opinions on various fashions, and advise you better on how to better compose a successful wardrobe". "Is there something wrong with what I wear?", you inquire, <<if $submission >= 0>>worried that you might have been doing something wrong all of this time<<else>>wondering if there’s an insult hidden in the statement<</if>>. Waving her hands in front of her defensively, Laura explains, "No, no, nothing like that $firstName. It’s important to be comfortable in what you wear. But, what I’m suggesting is for me to advise you how to dress for … specific, yes specific circumstances. You wouldn’t wear your normal outfits to a big job interview, or a formal ball, instead you’d look to acquire appropriate clothing. However, because many of these circumstances are matters that you’ve not experienced before, I hope that I can offer you the proper advice you’ll need to put together a clothing collection that is appropriate". "For example, it’s important to think about what would be the correct clothing in context to the situation. If you were looking to gain a secretarial position, or some other business position, then it would be important to wear clothing that makes you look professional, yet a little flirty. Mid-thigh length dresses and skirts with nylons underneath can make an alluring argument for your hiring, as can wearing front buttoned blouses that are unbuttoned enough to show a little cleavage. When securing yourself a more beneficial status, whether that be in terms of job position, or just trying to catch the right persons eye, it can greatly benefit you to appear just a .. little more sexually open than what you’d otherwise willing do so. Afterall, after you’ve snagged them in your trap, as long as you haven’t made any outright promises, then you’ve already gotten your foot in the door as they say". "So … I should try and seduce people into giving me what I want?", you clarify, pretty sure you’ve gotten the correct gist of what she’s been saying, the composed red-head looking a little embarrassed at your comment. "Maybe not in those words but, well, yes I suppose. Everyone has benefits in this world, and the effects of the treatment on those in The Repurposing Program gives you a distinct physical advantage. It would be extremely wasteful not to make proper usage of it, wouldn’t it?", she once more explains, looking at you with a sympathetic expression that makes you pretty sure of her sincerity. Nodding in agreement, at least willing to hear the rest of what she has to say, Laura continues, "Seducing those you deal with is important, but I think subtle is usually better. Underwear, or the lack thereof isn’t too much of an issue, as only those you get truly close to will ever find out about them, but your choice in outfit does make a big difference. I usually say formal wear, business wear worn in a slightly sexy manner, and cute dresses are the best ways to go, wearing them in the appropriate settings". "Some would advise dressing up ‘sluttily’, but I personally consider that poor advice. Whilst it’s true you can make decent money on your back, so to speak, those who do often fail to make the influential contacts that are key to obtaining the most prosperous possible future for yourself. So, I’d say keep such clothing to the bedroom, as a special treat for that certain someone. As for more fetishy wear, both meant in the traditional and non-traditional sense, I’d say the same, however, if you’re attempting to ingratiate yourself with someone of a particular proclivity, then it’s possible that wearing such an outfit could be socially beneficial to you". "Honestly though, I think that the dress I gifted you on my first visit should usually be fine. The thing about pretty dresses is that they’re often attractive enough for formal occasions, but not too ostentatious to be off-putting in informal situations. Get yourself a nice mix of summer dresses and slightly more covering fare, maybe a dozen or so, along with some nice heels, and you’ll be ready for most anything", the prim ginger finishes explaining, watching you as she likely tries to determine whether the lesson has sunk in. <<if $submission >= 25>>Glad that she so fully explained all the fashion advice you’ll need, you say to her, "Thank you", deciding it’s important to remember your manners<<else>>Considering her advice, you mutter, "Thanks", hoping that that’s a good enough response for her<</if>>. "You’re welcome. However, I think that’s enough lecturing from me for you today. I’ve likely given you a lot to contemplate today. I’ll visit again tomorrow, and we can talk further about your future, and possible training from me, then. For now though, I think it’s time that I was on my way", she ends patting you on the shoulder comfortingly. Departing from your room as fast as her high heels will allow her to do so in a dignified manner, she soon leaves you once again alone to your thoughts. Thinking over your recent visit from Laura, you can’t really complain. It’s obvious that she was trying to help, and whether you heed or advice or not it’s probably best to have heard it at least. Still, she was very focused on you wearing clothes specifically to seduce important people to get ahead, which possibly could be considered a little underhanded. As you begin preparing for bed once more, you’re sure you’ll be seeing the tiny prim red-head again soon enough. <<include [[Fem Trainer End]]>>

As you start to prepare for bed, a faint knock at your door disturbs your actions. If you hadn’t had a visit from who you suspect to be there, then you might not have even noticed it, her knocks so quiet. Turning to go get it, you open the door with a whoosh, revealing the petit woman who was waiting patiently behind it for you to let her in. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LauraSmall.png]]</div> Laura, your … guidance councillor? Whatever her position is, she rather tiny in stature, a delicate woman who oozes that organized and feminine look that reminds you of 1950’s housewives you’ve seen in old magazines. Her long light ginger hair, so light that you wonder whether to consider her a blond instead, is worked into a set of long flowing loose braids, emerald green ribbons which match her eyes interwoven intricately into it. With just the right amount of subtle makeup that’s barely noticeable, except for a coat of deep red lipstick that is, she obviously takes incredible care of her appearance. "May I please come in?", the woman asks, her accent as ever just as formal and proper as she is. Once more, seeing no reason to stop her, especially given how polite she’s being, you step out of the way to let her pass into your room, waving her in. As she daintily passes through the doorway her footsteps precise and exceedingly feminine due to her black high-heeled shoes, you begin to take a better look at her, fully taking in her appearance. The first thing you note, is that her dress is both beautiful and immaculate, a knee-length blue polka-dot number which cinches at the waist, sleeveless and held up by a pair of wide shoulder straps. The dress also does little to hide her C-Cup breasts, not the biggest ever, but you have to admit perfectly sized for her thin frame. "Hello $firstName. Hopefully I find you happy and well. If you’ve got the time, then I have a bit of something to talk about with you tonight. It’s nothing too odd, at least by my estimation, but it’s possibly a little embarrassing", Laura starts, making her way over to your bed to take a seat, gesturing for you to follow her. As she does, you spot that her hand is raised slightly towards her face, the faintest hint of a blush beginning to form in her cheeks. Curious as to what topic could have such an effect on the usually composed woman, you ask her, "What would you like to talk to me about?", taking a seat with her in an attempt to put her better at ease. Pushing a stray braided section of hair out of her face, mostly to give her something to fidget with you’d estimate, she begins with a lightly nervous hitch in her voice, "Yes. Well, today I wanted to go over the topic of … you see … I want to talk about the art of seduction. As you might be able to tell, I’m having a slightly hard time putting the right words together, but I think it’s important for us to discuss". "It’s okay. Just tell me what you need me to know", you respond, listening intently. You’re not sure you’ll like what she has to tell you, but you get the impression that whatever it is she has to say, she at the very least considers it to be something you’ll find useful. "Thank you", Laura sighs, finally regathering herself enough to continue, "Now, seduction is an important tool for you to make usage of in climb for status. Whilst you are in an a rather unenviable position, you do have one … well, two technically, things going for you. Firstly, you’re an unknown quantity. You’re mysterious and new, people don’t know you, and you’re free of gossip. That is remarkably valuable. Whilst you might not have thought about it, what that truly means is you have clean slate to start fresh, recreate yourself and your image in others eyes. Secondly, and I hope you don’t take offense at this, but you’re gorgeous. Say what you will about The Treatment, it has a good grasp on what’s aesthetically pleasing" "Still, even with your good looks and intrigue, you need to find a good way to focus those assets. Part of that will involve dressing appropriately, and wearing makeup to accentuate that look, but your words and deportment will also play a major part in how effectively you can seduce others. But, I’ll go over appearance just briefly before them. Being sexy is relatively easy, wearing ‘slutty’ clothing and overdoing your makeup, however, making yourself seductive is another matter. Formal wear and dresses are often most effective in this, with subtle amounts of makeup added in, though fetish-wear can also sometimes be appropriate depending on the effect you’re attempting to pull off. Most of all, you want to be desirable and just a little bit unobtainable. Draw those suitors and business prospects to you with your presentation so you have the upper hand, like a moth to a flame". "After that though, your deportment and word-play will be what seals the deal you’re after. One of the chief thing you’ll need to remember is that you should never promise more than you’re willing to give, and equally you should never devalue yourself. If you promise sexual favours, then not providing them would likely ruin you, but if you only hint at them then no harm’s done. Similarly, if you’re too willing to offer those favours to too many people, then that bargaining chip will soon become significantly less valuable, as those important social circles will know that you’re ‘easy’. That’s why keeping yourself chaste and proper in public, whilst becoming a wild-cat in the bedroom, is such an effective approach". "So, sleeping around a lot is bad?", you ask for clarification, that statement seemingly counterintuitive to everything else you’ve heard regarding success In the facility. Thinking a moment, obviously trying her best to properly answer your question, Laura continues confidently, "Everyone has needs, and in this day and age a lot of the stigma is … less so. However, within gossiping highflying social circles, newcomers have a much harder time getting away with it. Better to be thought of as dignified woman for them to conquer as their own most treasured prize, than as a sexual toy that they can trade off at a moment’s notice. If you are going to sleep around a great deal, then it’s best to do it with slaves or sex workers, as that would be more in keeping with how others of that status will act". "Back to speech and deportment though. A flirty touch is fine, a brief touch of the hand or cheek, but nothing further on your part would be advisable. Conversation equally is best served as light and fun, with a hint of mystery to who exactly you are, giving them a reason to want to talk to you again in a social setting. Outright flirting is also acceptable, but keeping it restrained is beneficial when attempting to seduce. Once more, you’re better met by making subtle comments and innuendo, than outright stating anything. Seduction is somewhat of a game, and whether you win or lose in terms of who comes out on top, it’s ultimately more important how you play the game. If you remain interesting and alluring, it doesn’t matter if they manage to seduce you too, because you’ll still likely achieve most of what you’re after". "Though, on that, I think that’s enough lecturing from me for you today. I’ve likely given you a lot to contemplate already. I’ll visit again tomorrow, and we can talk further about your future, and possible training from me, then. For now though, I think it’s time that I was on my way", she ends patting you on the shoulder comfortingly. Departing from your room as fast as her high heels will allow her to do so in a dignified manner, she soon leaves you once again alone to your thoughts. Thinking over your recent visit from Laura, you can’t really complain. It’s obvious that she was trying to help, and whether you heed or advice or not it’s probably best to have heard it at least. Still, she was very focused on you seducing important people to get ahead, which possibly could be considered a little underhanded. As you begin preparing for bed once more, you’re sure you’ll be seeing the tiny prim red-head again soon enough. <<include [[Fem Trainer End]]>>

<<if $submission <= 95>><<set $submission += 5>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>>As you start to prepare for bed, a faint knock at your door disturbs your actions. If you hadn’t had a visit from who you suspect to be there, then you might not have even noticed it, her knocks so quiet. Turning to go get it, you open the door with a whoosh, revealing the petit woman who was waiting patiently behind it for you to let her in. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LauraSmall.png]]</div> Laura, your … guidance councillor? Whatever her position is, she rather tiny in stature, a delicate woman who oozes that organized and feminine look that reminds you of 1950’s housewives you’ve seen in old magazines. Her long light ginger hair, so light that you wonder whether to consider her a blond instead, is worked into a set of long flowing loose braids, emerald green ribbons which match her eyes interwoven intricately into it. With just the right amount of subtle makeup that’s barely noticeable, except for a coat of deep red lipstick that is, she obviously takes incredible care of her appearance. "May I please come in?", the woman asks, her accent as ever just as formal and proper as she is. Once more, seeing no reason to stop her, especially given how polite she’s being, you step out of the way to let her pass into your room, waving her in. As she daintily passes through the doorway her footsteps precise and exceedingly feminine due to her black high-heeled shoes, you begin to take a better look at her, fully taking in her appearance. The first thing you note, is that her dress is both beautiful and immaculate, a knee-length blue polka-dot number which cinches at the waist, sleeveless and held up by a pair of wide shoulder straps. The dress also does little to hide her C-Cup breasts, not the biggest ever, but you have to admit perfectly sized for her thin frame. "Hello $firstName. It’s wonderful to see you again today. If you’ll do me the pleasure, and aren’t too busy, then I’d be overjoyed to teach you a new lesson this evening", announces Laura in her most formal of tones, her elocution perfect and dignified. As if to punctuate what she’s just said, her hands holding the hem of her dress, she additionally dips into a deep elegant curtsy. Stunned, and more than a little nervous over why she’s acting so very … polite? At least polite in the way someone might expect to find in a medieval court, you ask cautiously, "Hi, um … hey there Laura. What sort of lesson were you thinking of?", a grin forming on your prim helpers face as you can tell she’s enjoying your discomfort probably more than she should. "Sorry about that", she begins, clearly not a bit sorry, "This is just one of my favourite lessons to teach! For today, I plan on teaching you manners and deportment. You probably wouldn’t even be able the guess the sheer scale of people who pass through this facility, say something impolite to the wrong person, and end up in a poor state as a result. That’s why I’m going to teach you the ins-and-outs of etiquette. After I’m done with you, you’ll be the belle of the ball!". <<if $submission >= 25>>Thinking that learning some proper etiquette could be useful, and happy to oblige her, you say, "That sounds great. I’ll let you do anything you think will be helpful. Just tell me how to avoid those sort of problems"<<else>>Sighing, not seeing any good way of turning her down, her conviction on the matter too strong, you resign yourself to being taught etiquette. Finally, after a long moment, you mutter, "Fine, whatever. Just tell me what I need to do"<</if>>. Clasping her hands together excitedly, as if the holidays had come early, Laura cheerfully begins to explain, "That’s excellent news! By the time we’re done I’ll have you curtsying like a princess. Though, mostly we’ll be concentrating on regular daily occurrences, such as knocking before entering rooms like I do when I come to see you, or remembering your manners when someone does something to help you. If we have time, I’ll also see about correcting your poise and diction, but I fear we’ll be unable to manage such an enormous task in so little time". Gulping, the glint in the elegant ginger’s eyes making you increasingly nervous the more you hear of her plans for this evenings lesson, you ready yourself for what she has in store for you. … "… , that’s wonderful! Do it again $firstName, practice makes perfect!", your cruel polka-dotted taskmaster commands in her sugary sweet tone. Over the last hour or so, she’s been nothing short of tiny monster, or at least that’s what your exhausted mind currently considers. It all started out fine, Laura practicing with you how to present your thanks as sincere. But, after that she quickly moved on to having you train your walk to be more dainty, your vocabulary to be increasingly demure, not to mention the embarrassingly girly things she’s taught you as the evening progressed. It’s not just the lesson itself though, it’s the pace that she’s pushing you, exhaustion quickly overtaking you. All the while, looking at you with those big expressive eyes, you know that you don’t have a chance of winning this interaction regardless of what you do. Unable to stop yourself, you do as she asks, holding your hand out daintily as she has had you do twice now, Laura bending forward and softly taking hold of it and kissing the back of it. "Did I … I do that .. okay … Miss Laura?", you ask hesitantly, not sure if she’ll break back into scolding you for your elocution once more. Thankfully, she seems to be in too good a mood to notice, instead happily responding, "You did swimmingly $firstName! If you can manage to replicate that in a real high society social function, then I’m sure you’ll have more suitors than you know what to do with. Letting someone kiss the back of your hand is an intimate, yet slightly coy, way of being introduced. If you can keep up this rate of learning, then I feel you’ll be marrying yourself into royalty after I’m finished with you", her pride for you beaming out of her face sunnily at you, evident that she sincerely thinks that. "However, I think I’ve pushed you far enough for one lesson. I think you’re about to collapse on me if I have you go over the walking practice again, let alone starting on teaching you how to perform a delicately feminine curtsy", Laura continues, waiting expectantly for something as she watches you. Tired beyond belief you say, "Thank you", hoping that that’s a good enough response for her in the mood she’s in, though from the expression on her face it gladly seems to have been the right thing to do. "Wonderful! You’re welcome! On that note, I think that’s enough lecturing from me for you today. I’ve likely given you a lot to contemplate already. I’ll visit again tomorrow, and we can talk further about your future, and possible training from me, then. For now though, I think it’s time that I was on my way", she ends giving you a warm hug. Departing from your room as fast as her high heels will allow her to do so in a dignified manner, she soon leaves you once again alone to your thoughts. Thinking over your recent visit from Laura, you shudder slightly. It’s obvious that she was trying to help, and her lesson will probably be at least a bit useful. However, after such a hard pressed and intense session of training in manners and deportment, you feel much more submissive and meek. As you begin preparing for bed once more, you’re sure you’ll be seeing the tiny prim red-head again soon enough. <<include [[Fem Trainer End]]>>

Deciding that you’re not particularly interested in letting Laura style your hair, the change she would cause likely way too dramatic for your liking, you softly tell her, "I’m sorry, but I don’t think I’d be up for that. Maybe some other time?", hoping she takes it well. Fluttering her long girlish eyelashes at you, emphasizing her large emerald eyes, the delicate red-head playing with one of the ribbons braided into her hair asks, "Are you sure? I’d make you look so pretty! It could be fun …", making it clear the response she’s looking for. Still, steeling yourself, you hold your ground, restating, "Yeah. I think tonight’s just not a good night for it. It’s late and I’m tired, I don’t think styling my hair tonight is the right time if I was going to get it done", Laura’s adorable bottom lip quivering as she looks on at you with a stare that makes your heart melt, reminding you of a puppy asking for a treat. Then she stops, returning back to her normal demeanour, "Well, if you’re not feeling up for it then you’re not feeling up for it. Maybe I’ll try again with you later, I’m sure I can get you to budge on this some other day. For now though, I’ll respect that you don’t want me to style your hair for you, however relaxing it could be for you. Even if it would make you look totally adorable afterwards". <<if $submission >= 25>>Feeling more than a little guilty over turning her down on her offer, you say to her, "Thank you, sorry about all that", deciding it’s important to try and build bridges with her, even if she doesn’t seem particularly torn up by your choice<<else>>Feeling slightly guilty, but more glad than anything, you mutter, "Sorry about that, thanks", not wanting to make an enemy of her, even if she doesn’t seem to particularly care that much about it<</if>>. "You’re welcome. However, I think if you’re not willing to play along tonight, then I’ll say my goodbyes. I didn’t have anything planned to do if you wouldn’t let me play with … style your hair. I’ll visit again tomorrow, and we can talk further about your future, and possible training from me, then. For now though, I think it’s time that I was on my way", she ends patting you on the shoulder comfortingly. Departing from your room as fast as her high heels will allow her to do so in a dignified manner, she soon leaves you once again alone to your thoughts. Thinking over your recent visit from Laura, you can’t really complain, in fact you feel more confident in yourself after standing up for yourself and not letting her chose your hairstyle for you. It’s obvious that she was looking forward to it, but you didn’t sense too much in the way of hostility in her after you made your choice. Still, she was very focused on styling your hair, so you suspect she’ll try again in the future, and maybe next time she’ll be more insistent. As you begin preparing for bed once more, you’re sure you’ll be seeing the tiny prim red-head again soon enough. <<include [[Fem Trainer End]]>>

<<set $toeNails.type = 1>><<set $toeNails.glow = false>><<set $toeNails.sparkle = false>>Deciding that you’re okay going along with letting Laura give you a pedicure, you tell her, "Sure. But nothing too weird. Please", hoping that in her excitement she doesn’t go overboard with her little project. Throwing her arms up in celebration, before taking a moment to recompose herself, the girly red-head begins to grin, "Amazing! You won’t regret it $firstName! Now, up on the bed and get your feet ready, I’ll come join you in a second", her cheerful exuberance making you slightly nervous. Still, doing as she says now that you’ve agreed to it, you hop up onto your large bed, getting yourself ready and firmly in place. Meanwhile, Laura spends some time searching through her makeup case, pulling a out a number of little nail polish vials, along with a small tub that seems to contain glitter and a couple of nail files. Done picking up supplies, she slips off her red high heels before clambering up onto the bed opposite of you, setting the items down beside her. "I’ll do yours first, then I’ll do my own. The nail polish you can get in the facility don’t take very long to dry these days, but painting your nails is such a fun bonding experience that I wouldn’t want to miss out on the chance. It’s kind of like we’re having a sleepover. The question is, what colour to go with?", the cheery ginger explains, musing to herself as she examines the various nail polish bottles which she compares against your toes. Still trying to make her mind up, she rests your left foot in her lap, working on your nails with a nail file to smooth them out. It doesn’t take long for her to get most of your nails looking better kept than ever, Laura humming happily and occasionally offering gossipy comments about people you’ve never met within the facility. Regardless though, it’s remarkably relaxing, half napping on your bed with friendly company, having someone manicure your toe nails. <<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1>><<set $toeNails.colour = "clear">><<set $toeNails.sparkle = true>>"I’ve decided!", Laura announces with a glint in her eye, "I’m going to give you a clear coat of polish, just to set the new look, but I’ll put a little glitter in there to make it stand out", the joy of getting to make the decision clear on her face. Without letting you get a word in edgewise, your helper begins painting your toe nails just as she explained, brushing on them a clear coat of nail polish. It doesn’t take her long, and she seems rather skilled at the process, short even brush strokes painting your tiny toe nails without any need to go back and fill in gaps or even out the coating. After that’s done, she even sprinkles on a small amount of glitter, the sparkling substance becoming set in the still drying polish.<<elseif $random == 2>><<set $toeNails.colour = "red">>"I’ve decided!", Laura announces with a glint in her eye, "I’m going to give you a sultry red coat of polish. When I’m done your toes are going to look so seductive. You should wear sandals, or peep-toe heels to show them off!", the joy of getting to make the decision clear on her face. Without letting you get a word in edgewise, your helper begins painting your toe nails just as she explained, brushing on them a deep red coat of nail polish. It doesn’t take her long, and she seems rather skilled at the process, short even brush strokes painting your tiny toe nails without any need to go back and fill in gaps or even out the coating.<<elseif $random == 3>><<set $toeNails.colour = "pink">><<set $toeNails.sparkle = true>>"I’ve decided!", Laura announces with a glint in her eye, "I’m going to give you a pink coat of polish, but I’ll put a little glitter in there to make it stand out even more. When I’m done your toes are going to look so adorable. You should wear sandals or peep-toe heels to show them off!", the joy of getting to make the decision clear on her face. Without letting you get a word in edgewise, your helper begins painting your toe nails just as she explained, brushing on them a delicate pink coat of nail polish. It doesn’t take her long, and she seems rather skilled at the process, short even brush strokes painting your tiny toe nails without any need to go back and fill in gaps or even out the coating. After that’s done, she even sprinkles on a small amount of glitter, the sparkling substance becoming set in the still drying polish.<</if>> "What colour are you going to pick for yourself?", you conversationally ask as Laura looks between the nail polish vials once more, keeping your feet still after having been told to by her earlier during the painting process. "Probably red I think", Laura muses in return, still trying to make her mind up, "I usually go for red. At least when I’m doing them myself that is. I think it suits me, though I sometimes wonder if with my hair colour it ends up being a little much. I’ve had some amazing designs done for me by professionals in the past though, there was a gala a couple of years back where in preparation I found a nail artist who used real precious gems in the designs. My emerald and diamond encrusted finger nails were the talk of the event". Finishing her statement she does in fact pick the red once more, though deliberates slightly further before doing so, painting up her toe nails with it before returning to chatting and gossiping with you. Ten minutes later, you notice that your toe nail paint seems to have dried, astonishment tinging your tone as you ask your ginger nail painting buddy, "Are they meant to dry this quickly? I always thought it was meant to take hours". "Yes, I think they’ve been done for about five minutes now, I just didn’t want to stop the conversation. The nail polish I used is a little out of date in comparison to the newest collection, that polish dries almost instantly, but I like giving it a little time to settle. When it sets right away there isn’t any time to even it out, or press in designs, or anything more complicate like that. Thankfully I have a large enough collection of the older product in storage, so I should be fine for the foreseeable future", Laura explains with a smile, wiggling her red manicured toes at you before beginning to collect up her nail care supplies. <<if $submission >= 25>>Feeling thankful for her time and effort, you say to her, "Thank you", deciding it’s important to remember your manners<<else>>Not sure how to feel about the pedicure, but knowing you should say something , you mutter, "Thanks", hoping that your half-hearted utterance will be sufficient<</if>>. "You’re welcome. However, I think that’ll probably do for today. Hopefully the pedicure has helped you feel better. I’ll visit again tomorrow, and we can talk further about your future, and possible training from me, then. For now though, I think it’s time that I was on my way", she ends patting you on the shoulder comfortingly, hefting her makeup case in the other hand. Departing from your room as fast as her high heels will allow her to do so in a dignified manner, she soon leaves you once again alone to your thoughts. Thinking over your recent visit from Laura, you can’t really complain, as she did give you a choice in the matter. It’s obvious that she was looking forward to it, so you feel happy to have allowed her to give you that pedicure. You do feel a little strange though, the pedicure and girly small-talk making you feel more feminine, and maybe slightly more submissive after having given into Laura’s demands. Looking down at your <<checkTNailLong>>, it does look good at least, the prim ginger clearly knowing how to give a good pedicure. As you begin preparing for bed once more, you’re sure you’ll be seeing the tiny prim red-head again soon enough. <<include [[Fem Trainer End]]>>

<<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 10>>Deciding that you’re okay going along with letting Laura give you a new hairstyle, you tell her, "Sure. But nothing too weird. Please", hoping that in her excitement she doesn’t go too overboard with her little project. Throwing her arms up in celebration, before taking a moment to recompose herself, the girly red-head begins to grin, "Amazing! You won’t regret it $firstName! Now, sit on your desk chair and I’ll come join you in a second", her cheerful exuberance making you slightly nervous. Still, doing as she says now that you’ve agreed to it, you wander over to where she’s indicated, getting yourself comfortable. Meanwhile, Laura spends some time searching through her makeup case, pulling a out a comb, some ribbons, a heated curling wand, hair pins, and a few other assorted haircare products. Done picking up supplies, she sets the items on the desk in front of you, setting your tablet into ‘mirror’ mode. "I’ll give your hair a comb first, then I’ll do the styling. Some of the hair products from the facility that I use are rather wonderful. They will allow you to maintain the style for a long time without maintenance, with even the best attempts to mess it up being rather futile. The question is, what style to go with?", the cheery ginger explains, musing to herself as she examines the various ribbons and hair pins, holding them up to your hair for comparison. Still trying to make her mind up, she begins spraying some unknown mixture on your hair, working a comb through it to smooth it out. It doesn’t take long for her to get your hair into a managed and tangle-free straight state, Laura humming happily and occasionally offering gossipy comments about people you’ve never met within the facility. Regardless though, it’s remarkably relaxing, half napping in your chair with friendly company, having someone massage your scalp and brush your hair. <<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $hairLength <= 3>><<set $hairStyle = 4>>"I’ve decided!", Laura announces with a glint in her eye, "Your hair is just a tad too short for me to do anything too complicated with it, and I wouldn’t want to cut it into a bob or anything dramatic like that. So, my plan is to put your hair into some nice short curls. It’ll look so pretty when I’m done!", the joy of getting to make the decision clear on her face. Without letting you get a word in edgewise, your helper begins taking the hair curling wand to your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair, placing curlers into it after she’s ran the heat through it. It doesn’t take her long, and she seems rather skilled at the process, the hot device never touching your scalp whilst Laura fits in the curlers at a pace you might previously not thought possible. After that’s done, she finishes it off by taking out the curlers a good ten minutes later, spraying the still cooling and now loose curls with a similar spray bottle to when she started out.<<elseif $random == 1>><<set $hairStyle = 5>>"I’ve decided!", Laura announces with a glint in her eye, "Your hair is lovely, and more than long enough for me to make some beautiful looks out of it. So, my plan is to put your hair into some long ringlets, maybe even with some ribbons or bows worked in. Ringlets are kind of like long curls, and they look extremely feminine. It’ll look so pretty when I’m done!", the joy of getting to make the decision clear on her face. Without letting you get a word in edgewise, your helper begins taking the hair curling wand to your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair, placing curlers into it after she’s ran the heat through it. It doesn’t take her long, and she seems rather skilled at the process, the hot device never touching your scalp whilst Laura fits in the curlers at a pace you might previously not thought possible. After that’s done, she finishes it off by taking out the curlers a good ten minutes later, spraying the still cooling and now loose curls with a similar spray bottle to when she started out.<<elseif $random == 2>><<set $hairStyle = 7>>"I’ve decided!", Laura announces with a glint in her eye, "Your hair is lovely, and more than long enough for me to make some beautiful looks out of it. So, my plan is to put your hair into a nice braided updo, maybe even with some ribbons or bows worked in. Braids always look so complex and elegant, along with being extremely feminine. It’ll look so pretty when I’m done!", the joy of getting to make the decision clear on her face. Without letting you get a word in edgewise, your helper begins taking evenly thick sections of your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair, winding it into tight three strand braids. It doesn’t take her long, and she seems rather skilled at the process, the braids tight and sleek, quickly put together but not falling apart even when left alone. After that’s done, she moves onto binding the finished braids into a bun, using a few to accentuate the upbraided hair left at the front. Finally, she sprays the finished hairdo with another strange mixture, which she assures you is just to keep it fixed in place.<<elseif $random == 3>><<set $hairStyle = 11>>"I’ve decided!", Laura announces with a glint in her eye, "Your hair is lovely, and more than long enough for me to make some beautiful looks out of it. So, my plan is to put your hair in a nice braided ponytail, maybe even with some ribbons or bows worked in. I worry a little that a braided ponytail might be too simple, but braids always look so complex and elegant, along with being extremely feminine. It’ll look so pretty when I’m done, I’m sure!", the joy of getting to make the decision clear on her face. Without letting you get a word in edgewise, your helper begins taking evenly thick sections of your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair, winding it into on big central tight three strand braid. It doesn’t take her long, and she seems rather skilled at the process, the braid tight and sleek, quickly put together but not falling apart even when left alone. After that’s done, she moves onto binding the finished braid at the bottom, tying it off with a red ribbon. Finally, she sprays the finished hairdo with another strange mixture, which she assures you is just to keep it fixed in place.<</if>> <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Giving you a good show of the finished look, the prim ginger asks with some substantial degree of pride, "So, what do you think? I think it went really well personally. <<if $hairLength <= 3>>You didn’t have much to work with, but we still managed something cute and interesting<<else>>You have wonderful hair that I think we had a lot of options with, but I think the one we went with is very cute and interesting<</if>>. With a fancy new hair style people will be sure to treat you with more favour", placing the haircare products back into her case as she finishes up. <<if $submission >= 25>>Feeling thankful for her time and effort, you say to her, "It looks great! Thank you", deciding it’s important to remember your manners<<else>>Not sure how to feel about the hair style, but knowing you should say something, you mutter, "Thanks", hoping that your half-hearted utterance will be sufficient<</if>>. "You’re welcome. However, I think that’ll probably do for today. Hopefully the hair styling has helped you feel better. I’ll visit again tomorrow, and we can talk further about your future, and possible training from me, then. For now though, I think it’s time that I was on my way", she ends patting you on the shoulder comfortingly, hefting her makeup case in the other hand. Departing from your room as fast as her high heels will allow her to do so in a dignified manner, she soon leaves you once again alone to your thoughts. Thinking over your recent visit from Laura, you can’t really complain, as she did give you a choice in the matter. It’s obvious that she was looking forward to it, so you feel happy to have allowed her to mess with your hair. You do feel a little strange though, the hair styling and and girly small-talk making you feel more feminine, and maybe slightly more submissive after having given into Laura’s demands. Looking at your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair, styled into a <<checkHairStyle>>, it does look good at least, the feminine helper clearly knowing how to create an eye-popping style. As you begin preparing for bed once more, you’re sure you’ll be seeing the tiny prim red-head again soon enough. <<include [[Fem Trainer End]]>>

Deciding that you’re not particularly interested in letting Laura give you a pedicure, however minor she might insist it would be, you softly tell her, "I’m sorry, but I don’t think I’d be up for that. Maybe some other time?", hoping she takes it well. Fluttering her long girlish eyelashes at you, emphasizing her large emerald eyes, the delicate red-head playing with one of the ribbons braided into her hair asks, "Are you sure? It could be fun …", making it clear the response she’s looking for. Still, steeling yourself, you hold your ground, restating, "Yeah. I think tonight’s just not a good night for it. It’s late and I’m tired, I don’t think having a pedicure tonight is the right time if I was going to get one", Laura’s adorable bottom lip quivering as she looks on at you with a stare that makes your heart melt, reminding you of a puppy asking for a treat. Then she stops, returning back to her normal demeanour, "Well, if you’re not feeling up for it then you’re not feeling up for it. Maybe I’ll try again with you later, I’m sure I can get you to budge on this some other day. For now though, I’ll respect that you don’t want me to give you a pedicure, however relaxing it could be for you". <<if $submission >= 25>>Feeling more than a little guilty over turning her down on her offer, you say to her, "Thank you, sorry about all that", deciding it’s important to try and build bridges with her, even if she doesn’t seem particularly torn up by your choice<<else>>Feeling slightly guilty, but more glad than anything, you mutter, "Sorry about that, thanks", not wanting to make an enemy of her, even if she doesn’t seem to particularly care that much about it<</if>>. "You’re welcome. However, I think if you’re not willing to play along tonight, then I’ll say my goodbyes. I was going to give myself a pedicure too after doing yours, but it’d be a bit awkward if I stayed to do it here. I’ll visit again tomorrow, and we can talk further about your future, and possible training from me, then. For now though, I think it’s time that I was on my way", she ends patting you on the shoulder comfortingly. Departing from your room as fast as her high heels will allow her to do so in a dignified manner, she soon leaves you once again alone to your thoughts. Thinking over your recent visit from Laura, you can’t really complain, in fact you feel more confident in yourself after standing up for yourself and not getting the pedicure. It’s obvious that she was looking forward to it, but you didn’t sense too much in the way of hostility in her after you made your choice. Still, she was very focused on giving you that pedicure, so you suspect she’ll try again in the future, and maybe next time she’ll be more insistent. As you begin preparing for bed once more, you’re sure you’ll be seeing the tiny prim red-head again soon enough. <<include [[Fem Trainer End]]>>

As you head down one of the many corridors within the facility, a hastily scrawled looking, "Detour", sign points you towards a side passage. Slightly sceptical, especially as it’s just written on a piece of paper taped to the wall, you nonetheless decide to heed it, following in the direction of the arrow it presents. Given the oddity that is the facility, you’re not sure what the best choice is, but seeing as either way could be where the issue is, going by the sign is as good a choice as any. The side passage doesn’t seem anything out of the ordinary, just another featureless corridor that’s hard to remember anything distinguishing about, much like a lot of the maze that is the facility. Though, one thing that is slightly odd is the double door at the end of it, held just the slightest bit ajar. Concerned over what’s beyond the doors, you creep up to them. Seeing as they’re already a little open, you decide there’s no harm in peeking through the gap, pressing your face towards the opening. Strangely, despite the oddness of the message leading you this way, the corridor that you see beyond the ajar double door is not of any particular interest, lacking anything that perks your suspicions. As such, seeing no reason not to continue onward through them, you do, pushing them open. Sadly, it’s already too late when you notice the message painted on the floor in front of you, a similarly scrawled writing to the previous detour note, this one reading, "Look up!". Eyes flicking upwards, having not thought to look before, you see a plastic bucket tumbling downward, previously propped on the ajar opening. <<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Water")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Fem")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Hair Dye")>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Hair Grow")>><<if $cumPlay>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Cum")>><</if>><<if $waterSportsPlay>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Pee")>><</if>><<if $lactationPlay>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Milk")>><</if>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Water">>Liquid spilling all over you, you shriek in surprise and shock, more so because whatever it is, it is extremely cold. Startled, you begin to expect that maybe something weird is going to happen to you, the possibilities of modern technology meaning that the mystery substance could do anything from turning you purple to shrinking you down to size of a small cat. But, as you wince in anticipation, nothing happens. Examining the pool of fluid that was previously in the bucket, it looks pretty normal, like it might just be water. Seeing no other hint of there being something odd about it, you shrug, annoyed and wet, but understanding that it could have been a lot worse.<<elseif _selectedScene == "Fem">><<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $femMascFocus == 0 || ($femMascFocus == 1 && $random == 1)>><<if $femininity <= 95>><<set $femininity += 5>><<else>><<set $femininity = 100>><</if>>Liquid spilling all over you, you shriek in surprise and shock, more so because whatever it is, it is extremely cold. Startled, you begin to expect that maybe something weird is going to happen to you, the possibilities of modern technology meaning that the mystery substance could do anything from turning you purple to shrinking you down to size of a small cat. And, as if on schedule, you realize that your body seems to be becoming slightly more soft and delicate in nature. Examining the pool of fluid that was previously in the bucket, it’s brightly glowing neon pink, obviously not just normal water. Pretty sure that you’ve been showered in some kind of feminizing agent, you grumble, annoyed and wet. Whilst there are more severe things that could have happened to you, it doesn’t stop you from being grumpy that someone would set up such a harsh prank.<<else>><<if $femininity >= -95>><<set $femininity -= 5>><<else>><<set $femininity = -100>><</if>>Liquid spilling all over you, you shriek in surprise and shock, more so because whatever it is, it is extremely cold. Startled, you begin to expect that maybe something weird is going to happen to you, the possibilities of modern technology meaning that the mystery substance could do anything from turning you purple to shrinking you down to size of a small cat. And, as if on schedule, you realize that your body seems to be becoming slightly more rough and masculine in nature. Examining the pool of fluid that was previously in the bucket, it’s brightly glowing neon blue, obviously not just normal water. Pretty sure that you’ve been showered in some kind of masculinizing agent, you grumble, annoyed and wet. Whilst there are more severe things that could have happened to you, it doesn’t stop you from being grumpy that someone would set up such a harsh prank.<</if>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Hair Dye">><<set _randomHair = []>><<if $hairColour != "brown">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("brown")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "blonde">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("blonde")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "red">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("red")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "green">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("green")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "blue">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("blue")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "orange">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("orange")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "pink">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("pink")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "purple">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("purple")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "white">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("white")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "rainbow-coloured">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("rainbow-coloured")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "platinum blonde">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("platinum blonde")>><</if>><<set _selectedHair = _randomHair.random()>><<if _selectedHair == "brown">><<set $hairColour = "brown">>brown<<elseif _selectedHair == "blonde">><<set $hairColour = "blonde">>blonde<<elseif _selectedHair == "red">><<set $hairColour = "red">>red<<elseif _selectedHair == "green">><<set $hairColour = "green">>green<<elseif _selectedHair == "blue">><<set $hairColour = "blue">>blue<<elseif _selectedHair == "orange">><<set $hairColour = "orange">>orange<<elseif _selectedHair == "pink">><<set $hairColour = "pink">>pink<<elseif _selectedHair == "purple">><<set $hairColour = "purple">>purple<<elseif _selectedHair == "white">><<set $hairColour = "white">>glow-in-the-dark white<<elseif _selectedHair == "rainbow-coloured">><<set $hairColour = "rainbow-coloured">>multitude of colours<<elseif _selectedHair == "platinum blonde">><<set $hairColour = "platinum blonde">>platinum blonde<</if>>Liquid spilling all over you, you shriek in surprise and shock, more so because whatever it is, it is extremely cold. Startled, you begin to expect that maybe something weird is going to happen to you, the possibilities of modern technology meaning that the mystery substance could do anything from turning you purple to shrinking you down to size of a small cat. And, as if on schedule, your scalp begins to tingle warmly, something obviously happening to it, even if it’s not blatantly evident exactly what it is. Examining the pool of fluid that was previously in the bucket, it’s like a rainbow coloured metallic oil slick, obviously not just normal water especially when you take in how reflective it is. Catching your reflection within it, you notice that your hair is now $hairColour in colour, the effect thankfully catching all of your hair and not having created a patchy colouring. Pretty sure that you’ve been showered in some kind of high-tech hair dye, you grumble, annoyed and wet. Whilst there are more severe things that could have happened to you, it doesn’t stop you from being grumpy that someone would set up such a harsh prank.<<elseif _selectedScene == "Hair Grow">><<if $hairLength <15>><<set $hairLength += 1>><</if>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<else>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<set $fringe = false>>Liquid spilling all over you, you shriek in surprise and shock, more so because whatever it is, it is extremely cold. Startled, you begin to expect that maybe something weird is going to happen to you, the possibilities of modern technology meaning that the mystery substance could do anything from turning you purple to shrinking you down to size of a small cat. And, as if on schedule, your scalp begins to tingle warmly, something obviously happening to it, even if it’s not blatantly evident exactly what it is. Examining the pool of fluid that was previously in the bucket, it’s a tar coloured black, obviously not just normal water especially when you take in how shiny it is. Your hands touching your wet hair, you begin to realize that it’s longer than you remember, now probably describable as <<checkHair>>. Pretty sure that you’ve been showered in some kind of high-tech hair growing agent, you grumble, annoyed and wet. Whilst there are more severe things that could have happened to you, it doesn’t stop you from being grumpy that someone would set up such a harsh prank.<<elseif _selectedScene == "Cum">><<cumFull>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Liquid spilling all over you thickly, you shriek in surprise and shock, more so because whatever it is, it stinks. Startled, you begin to expect that maybe something weird is going to happen to you, the possibilities of modern technology meaning that the mystery substance could do anything from turning you purple to shrinking you down to size of a small cat. But, as you wince in anticipation, nothing happens. Examining the pool of fluid that was previously in the bucket, it looks an off white colour, viscous, with a deep masculine scent. Shuddering slightly, you realize that the bucket was filled to the brim with cum, cum which has now been splattered all over you, getting in your hair and making you reek of the stuff. Seeing no other hint of there being something odd about it, you’re slightly thankful, but whilst there are more severe things that could have happened to you, it doesn’t stop you from being grumpy that someone would set up such a harsh and gross prank.<<elseif _selectedScene == "Pee">><<pissFull>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Liquid spilling all over you, you shriek in surprise and shock, more so because whatever it is, it stinks. Startled, you begin to expect that maybe something weird is going to happen to you, the possibilities of modern technology meaning that the mystery substance could do anything from turning you purple to shrinking you down to size of a small cat. But, as you wince in anticipation, nothing happens. Examining the pool of fluid that was previously in the bucket, it looks a sickly yellowy green and doesn’t seem particularly thick, it does have a strangely familiar unpleasant scent to it though. Shuddering slightly, you realize that the bucket was filled to the brim with piss, piss which has now soaked you all over, getting in your hair and making you reek of the stuff. Seeing no other hint of there being something odd about it, you’re slightly thankful, but whilst there are more severe things that could have happened to you, it doesn’t stop you from being grumpy that someone would set up such a harsh and gross prank.<<elseif _selectedScene == "Milk">>Liquid spilling all over you, you shriek in surprise and shock, more so because whatever it is, it is extremely cold. Startled, you begin to expect that maybe something weird is going to happen to you, the possibilities of modern technology meaning that the mystery substance could do anything from turning you purple to shrinking you down to size of a small cat. But, as you wince in anticipation, nothing happens. Examining the pool of fluid that was previously in the bucket, it looks pretty normal, like it might just be milk. Licking your lips, you confirm that it does seem to be milk, albeit maybe not cows milk, the taste stronger somehow. Seeing no other hint of there being something odd about it, you shrug, annoyed and wet, but understanding that it could have been a lot worse.<</if>> Seeing no sign of the culprit, nor any evidence of who they are, you resign yourself to likely never finding out what the reason for it was, if any. Doing your best to dry off and now in a much worse mood than when you set off, you continue to head on towards your intended location. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

As you pass through the administrative hub, you find your way waylaid by a heated argument between two slowly amassing groups. Taking a closer look, you notice that both sides, now about six or seven bodies in both of the groups, are all wearing maids dresses. What differentiates them though, is that one of half have cat ears and tails, whilst the other have bunny features there instead. Listening in briefly, their shouts not hard to miss, you catch a bit of what’s going on. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LollipopSmall.png]]</div> "This is our job now!", laughs a small blonde cat-girl haughtily, a large superior smirk crossing her face. Meanwhile, the bunny-girl the others have shuffled to the front of them, an equally small red-headed bunny-girl, shakes her head vigorously. Much quieter, but trying her best to sound confident, the bunny-girl’s spokesperson stutters, "B…b…but … this is o…our job. We w…were hired to clean the a…administrators … um, atrium", her friends behind her nodding along in agreement. "Well, we were hired for it, so you’re not needed", the petit cat-girl counters with puffed out cheeks, getting exasperated by the bunny-girls not backing down, "We’re way better at stuff! Plus we’re hotter. They don’t want tiny boobed bunny-girls". Whilst what she says seems to have caught the her opponents effectively, you have to admit, the blonde cat-girl probably has the tiniest breasts out of all of them. That’s when both sides begin to get even more riled up, the matter of breast sizes apparently enough of a sticking point to spark this into something more. Wondering if you should try and leave, or whether you’d be better off staying and watching, possibly even trying to find someone to break things up you, you mull over your options. Stopping could lead to you being dragged into matters, and that could end up badly. However, not doing anything and letting them have at it could cause issues to a lot of people who are just waiting around and trying to work. Weighing up matters, you <<if $sexualPreference != 2>> could obviously [[stay and see what happens|Admin Hub Bunny And Cat Fight Main]]<<else>>aren’t attracted to woman, so don’t think you’d be too interested in seeing what’s about to happen<</if>>.

Deciding to stick around, you wait to see what happens next, trying to spot anyone around who might be able to defuse the situation. Strangely, despite the noise that the assembled bunny and cat girls are causing, none of the guards or administrative staff seem to be annoyed. In fact, instead they seem to be more amused than anything, the attention of almost all of them slowly amassing towards watching the growing confrontation. Huddling together in little groups, whispering amongst themselves, the bunnies and cats seem to be trying to decide something themselves. Then, all of a sudden, one of the bunny-girls states, "We shan’t be pushed around …", her attempt at sounding tough causing the cat-girls to laugh again, that is until she continues, "… also, I hear they pad their bras out!", the final part seemingly the spark necessary to ignite their conflict further. "Do not!", squeal the cat-girl’s defensively, the blonde one adding, "Bunny-girl’s lie, and they don’t know proper cat-itude either! We should steals them away, then we can have all the jobs … and, and … we can make them do our laundry!", cheers breaking out throughout their group. You half expect the meek bunny-girl’s to flee from that proclamation, but instead they begin to steel themselves, pulling out cleaning supplies as if to defend themselves. Spray bottles and mops at hand, the ginger spokesperson bunny-girl, states, "For t…too long, we bunny-girl’s h…have been mistreated. Today w…we stand against the m….mean cat-girl’s. Let’s show them w…we won’t be picked on", a more moderate and considerate to those working in the area cheer coming from her compatriots. The cat-girls rushing first, you watch as the bunny-girl’s begin wielding the wet mops in their direction, the cats halting their progress, not wanting to get wet or at least not wanting to ruin their outfits. You see a couple of the more daring cat-girls going around the outsides, though the bunny-girls seem to have things surprisingly well in hand, spraying their cleaning bottles at them, the cat-girls hissing and backing up. It’s about this point when a man in a suit and tie walks past you, holding a coffee cup which reads, "World’s Most Adequate Boss". Figuring he’s probably as good a person as any to ask, you try your best to politely inquire, "Should we stop them? They could get hurt, and aren’t they causing a disturbance". Unexpectantly, the suited manger just bellows a loud throaty chuckle, shaking his head as he tries to compose himself. "You must be new around here. This kind of thing happens practically every day. We hire both of them to come and clean, and then they … well, you’ll see. Everyone gets a good excuse to take a break, they get to vent their frustrations at each other, and nobody gets hurt. Just watch the show, you’ll see", the man taking a couple of sips of coffee as he stands next to you, shifting his gaze over to the fight. Turning back, it seems that things have progressed whilst you were distracted. Whilst the majority of the bunny-girl’s are still holding their own against the cat-girls, their mops and squeeze bottles helping give them the edge they need, however, one of the bunny-girls has been separated from her friend, trying to fend off three attackers with her mop. With practiced tactics, the cat-girls space out around her, jumping the tall brunette all at once. Her mop thrown to the side, one of the cat-girl’s sits on her stomach, whilst the other two take hold of her hands, cackling with glee at their catch. "Nooo!!", the tall captured girl squeals, the cat-girl sitting on her waist now tickling her armpits, whilst the other two continue to hold down her arms, sucking on the girl’s chocolate brown ears. Squirming, and laughing against her will, you also notice her face seems to be reddening, the cat-girl’s tongues against her soft and sensitive ears seeming to have a deep effect on her. "You’s ours now! We’ll make you all sticky and squirmy, then you’ll do all our cooking and cleanings!", the pink haired cat-girl tickling her and straddling her waist announces with a wicked gleam in her eye, redoubling her efforts, and leaning in to make-out with the restrained girl. Meanwhile, one of the cat-girls seems to have been caught by the bunnies too, the cat-girl having been mopped and sprayed into submission, howling about how cruel they’ve been to her. Amusingly, it’s the small flat chested blonde cat-girl who started it who they’ve captured, the bunnies much less sure of what to do than the cat-girls were. "Should we?", you state conversationally to the staff member beside you, the manager still drinking his coffee nonchalantly. Musing to himself for a moment, the man finally decides, "They likely still have another half hour in them. Eventually they’ll tire themselves out and regroup. Occasionally they steal one of the other side away with them, but they turn up in a day or so no worse for wear, and they’re often too tired by the end of it to even bother that. They’ll get some good sex in before then though, especially when their outfits start getting ripped or pulled off. You’re welcome to try separating them, but Tim hasn’t been the same since he tried and the cat-girl’s dragged him off back to their lair". More confused than when you started, and expecting it to go on for much longer, you [[return to walking through the administrative hub|Admin Hub]].

<<if $roomWait>>On your random wander to pass the time, you decide to take a short detour through the facilities main sexual services plaza. There’s no reason you shouldn’t take a quick look at what’s on offer after all, especially as you’re just going for a walk and walking through the brothel and sex toy district still counts as a walk. Smiling at your stunning logic, you decide that checking out the sexual services hub is a smart use of your time.<<else>>You stride confidently towards your intended destination, taking a short detour through the facilities main sexual services plaza on your way. There’s no reason you couldn’t stop to look at all the hot new sex swings they have in stock at the various sex furniture shops, you think to yourself, smiling at how smart you’re being at managing your time, wondering if they’ll sell them in pink too.<</if>> Catching your attention, you notice a sizable roped off area over to one side, all sorts of tables and backdrops arrayed behind it. Normally, that might not have cause much interest from you, but when you see the scantily dressed and extremely beautiful assortment of people grouped together, you can’t help but to stop and ogle them. Only vaguely through your voyeuristic haze do you read the sign standing beside you which states, "No Entry: Filming For ‘Plough The Furrows’ In Process". "Hello there <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>friend<<elseif $vagina>>miss<<elseif $penis>>sir<</if>>. You wouldn’t be willing to help me out would you?", asks a feminine voice as you’re lost in your daydreams, shaking you back to attention. Turning to face the newcomer talking to you, you mumble, "Wuh?", spying a rather unimpressive red-headed woman in a plain business-like dress, certainly nowhere near as impressive in terms of looks as the rest of the people you’ve been staring at. "Yeah … well, I’m directing a new film, called ‘Plough The Furrows’. It’s about a rural farmgirl who comes to the big city, but she has a heart of go…", the woman begins to continue, but cuts her description of the film short when she sees your slack-jawed glazed over eyed look, "… so, it’s a film, with lots of big actors in it. But, we had someone cancel for a minor role last minute, apparently ran afoul of the facilities security staff. Would you be willing to help me out and fill in for them. It’s only a small acting part, as a date for one of the bigger actors before he meets the protagonist … you’ll get to meet the actors you’ve been eye humping for the last half an hour?". Her explanation over, the bland woman waits expectantly for your answer. You take a moment to think, vaguely remembering that you had something to do, somewhere to be. However, a faint feeling in the back of your mind reminds you that you need to have fun. Not sure what to do, you look over the attractive cast and crew of the movie production, the big-breasted leading lady currently engaged in giving one of the camera men a blowjob. Do you: [[Accept the offer|Bimbo Accept Movie]] [[Decline the offer|Bimbo Decline]]

"Like, count me in", you giggle to the woman, looking forward to the fun you’re about to have. Who knows, you might become a big star if you hit it off well enough with the other actors, or at least a groupie. Clearly relieved, the director lady opens up the barrier chord, ushering you into the filming space. "Wonderful!", she exclaims, bringing you over to a table filled with paper, away from all the interesting people to your annoyance, "I’ll introduce you to everyone in a moment, but for now I need you to read the script. You only have a few lines, and you’re playing the date of the leading actor, Chad Fuckwell, before he meets the leading lady, Lucie Love. Basically, you tell him how hot he is, that you had a good time, then you kiss him goodnight as thanks for the date. Got it?". Nodding gormlessly, only half listening, you’re given a script filled with way too many words. Figuring that no one really reads these days, you shrug it off, deciding that reading is for boring people in your current mood. Still, you make sure to say something to assure the woman, telling her, "All done. I’m, like, ready to make some movies! Oh, and like, also, hi, I’m $firstName", getting you a happy look from your temporary boss. "That’s great $firstName. Well then, follow me and I’ll introduce you to the gang", she continues, having you follow her once more, although this time over to something much more interesting. "These are Chad and Lucie who you’ll be working with in a minute. Chad, Lucie, this is $firstName who’ll be standing in for Jessie. You all get along, I’ll be right back for our newbie to get them in wardrobe and makeup in just a second", the bland woman wandering off without another word, leaving you with two of amazingly hot people you’d been gaping at earlier. Extending out his hand, the tall hunky blonde man, Chad, a muscular Adonis with a chiselled jaw and without a top, greets you, "Hey hot stuff, you here to work or play?", his words honeyed and dripping with flirty tension as he eyes you up with lust. "Like, do I have to choose", you laugh, Chad joining you in the joke. Meanwhile, the G-Cup breasted brunette Lucie, who’s wearing a bikini so tight you half expect it to slingshot off of her any moment, scowls at you cattily, announcing, "Like, I didn’t know we were doing charity work today. Like, what is it, bring a gutter slut to work day? I’ll be in my trailer if anyone needs me Chad, just make sure you don’t catch anything from the stray cumdump", before strutting off in a huff. "Don’t mind her, she’s a bitch to everyone", the muscular leading man assures you, taking you hand and kissing the back of it as way of introduction, making your heart flutter, "She just wants to be the center of attention, and you’re so hot babe that she’s totally on the defensive. But, like, it’s not as if she’s any fun to hang around, she gives crap blowjobs". Chatting happily with Chad, the man making sure that you feel included and comfortable on the set, it’s not long before you’re called off by the director returning, asking you to come with her for makeup and costuming. Excited over the prospect of sexy movie clothing, you follow her with much more enthusiasm than before, minorly getting the inkling that maybe you’ve forgotten an important part of this acting thing. … "And … action!", the director shouts, causing the rest of the set to fall into silence. Practically in a daze, you take in the scenario you’ve ended up in, surrounded by camera men and other workers whilst you’re standing in the doorway of a fake house. Wearing the extremely sexy hot pink minidress that the wardrobe people put you in, along with the slutty levels of movie makeup, you’re standing before the sexy and pretty fun to be around Chad, though currently he’s in character as Theodore Sexington. Off to the side you can also clearly see Lucie, still scowling at you as Chad holds your hands and stares with a smouldering glance into your eyes. "Tonight was wonderful, can we see each other again", Chad asks you, the intensity of his masculine tone making your legs feel weak. Trying to remember what you were supposed to say, you instead wing it and reply, "Of course Theo, though do we have to stop this one already?", giving him a fluttering wink, the director giving you a thumbs-up just visible in your peripheral vision. "I’d like that, but if I came inside I’d be unable to make myself leave. You’re so beautiful, and I wouldn’t want to make you late for work tomorrow", your hunky co-star retorts, causing you to giggle girlishly at his flirting, another right choice on your part from what you can gather of the director lady’s expression. Then it hits you … what were you supposed to say next? You never did get around to reading that boring script, so you’re not really sure. Plus, no one ever told you how the scene was supposed to end, only that Chad’s character would bring you home and you’d flirt as if you’d finished a date. Pushing your brain to its limits as you try and put together the correct answer, you guess three possible things it could have been. First, maybe you’re supposed to give him a blowjob? That’d be a good way to finish a date with someone you like, and Chad has been really cool with you. Also, didn’t he mention blowjobs earlier? Second, it’s possible, though unlikely, that you’re not really meant to do much, so you might just have to give him a kiss. It would be really tame, and maybe kind of boring, but wasn’t that Lucie bimbo meant to be the star? Thirdly, you’re pretty sure you heard the word gang at some point, and that can only mean one thing. Lucie might see it as trying to steal her spotlight for you to have a big group scene, but you’re hot and she’s a bitch, so it’s probably alright, right? Do you: <<if $sexualPreference != 1>> [[Give Chad a blowjob|Bimbo Accept Movie Blowjob][$ggp += 600; $timesSuckedDick +=1]]<</if>> [[Just kiss Chad|Bimbo Accept Movie Normal][$ggp += 400]]<<if $sexualPreference != 2 && $sexualPreference != 1>> [[Get Chad and yourself into a gangbang with everyone|Bimbo Accept Movie Gangbang][$ggp += 800; $timesGroupSex +=1; $timesAnallyFucked += 5; $timesHandJob += 10; $timesSuckedDick += 4; $timesPussyLicked += 4]]<</if>>

Pretty sure that you’re just supposed to kiss your co-star, you lean forward, fluttering your eyelashes. "Well, if you can’t stay, then could you at least give me something to remember you by?", you ask in a breathy voice, filled with desire, puckering your <<checkLips>> lips forward in anticipation. "I can’t deny a pretty <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>date<<elseif $vagina>>girl<<elseif $penis>>boy<</if>> such a request. Let me give you something to think about until next time we meet", Chad responds in character, taking a step forward and placing one huge hand upon your waist, the other at the back of your $hairColour hair, steadying you and showing you off to the camera as he leans in for the kiss. His mouth hotly pressing against your own, his tongue slipping firmly past your lips, you begin to make out. Minty fresh breath with just the slightest masculine hint crossing your taste buds as your tongues entwine, Chad being surprisingly dominant in comparison to your previous laidback conversation, you melt away in his arms. Glad that he’s supporting you, as you’re momentarily worried you might fall over in your bliss at making out with the stud movie star, you let yourself sink into the luxurious pleasure his kiss gives you. Out of breath by the time he steps away, you pant with a glint of lust in your eyes. Charmingly, Chad quips, "How was that for a goodnight kiss?", flashing his disarming white smile at you once more. Taking hold of the doorway to support yourself, more than a little flustered, the best you can managed to answer is, "Y...yeah", blushing slightly in embarrassment. Though, from the continued nods and grins you see from the director you’re guessing she’s happy with your shell-shocked reaction. "Then I’ll see you again soon", the musclebound leading-man croons back to you, turning around to leave after one more heart-fluttering wink. That’s when the huge-breasted Lucie woman begins wandering across the stage, dressed in a pair of denim overalls that make her tits look even more sizable and perky than usual. His head spinning, Chad in the role of Theodore Sexington begins staring at the mean hussy instead of you, watching her ass lewdly as she merrily bounces past. She’s playing all cute and sweet, but you remember how much of a jerk she was to you earlier, giving her a cold glare. Not that anyone seems to be paying attention to you anymore. Instead, Chad is striding over to her, that same flirty look he had in his eye for you earlier now aimed at her. "Hey babe, want to grab a drink and get to know each other more … intimately?", chad smoothly asks her, all of his seductive charisma focused on getting with Lucie instead. "Whatever do you mean?", the bimbo responds, her voice way too sweet to be believable, her expression dumb and clueless, "You’re not being rude to me are you? I can’t understand your sophisticated city-folk ways, but I’m a chaste and pure farmgirl. I never would be with someone so crass and sexy". Stopped now, just outside what is supposed to be your apartment with you still watching on, she tries to play at being cute and nice, but you know better, continuing to stare daggers at her. It’s just then that the director woman shouts, "Cut! That’s a wrap", otherwise you might have forgotten that this was all acting and given the man-stealer a piece of your mind. … "Been good working with you. If you’re ever in my part of town then give me a call and we’ll hang out", states Chad happily as he waves you goodbye, having just given you a friendly kiss on the cheek. Lucie didn’t say anything to you at all after the scene, but Chad was at least nice enough to hang around with you whilst you waited for the director to come back with your pay. Luckily, just as hunky actor is wandering off the plain-Jane director woman is returning, a clipboard and coffee firmly affixed to each hand overworked hand. "There you are $firstName, I was just looking for you. Have you enjoyed your time on set working with us today?". Telling her, "Yeah, I got to be a big movie <<if $pronoun == 1>>actress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>actor<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>person<<elseif $vagina>>actress<<elseif $penis>>actor<</if>>, it was a lot of fun", the dopey smile on your face clearly confirms you’re telling the truth. Content that you’ve not run into any problems whilst on her set, the director lady continues, "Well that’s great to hear. You were wonderful on camera, everything we were looking for. It was a lucky break for us to find you after the last minute drop out. But, enough of that, let’s talk about your pay. I’ve already sent the funds over after I got approval from our finance department. I didn’t realize you were under the care of the facility, but, after looking through the information I managed to get you 400 G.G.P for what you did for me today. I hope that’s reasonable enough, I’m still not entirely sure how much that equates to but we based it off of translating our usual rate for new actors. Maybe we’ll be able to work together again in the future. I think I’d like that". Glad to have gotten paid, along with still having the adrenaline rush from being in a real big budget movie, you nod happily, saying, "Thank you!", with great cheer. "That’s wonderful to hear then. Sadly though, I don’t have the time to sit around chatting, too many scenes to get set up. I’m sure you can find your own way out. Thank you again $firstName", the bland but pretty nice director responds waving you off, gesturing back towards the exterior rope that you passed by to get onto the set. Taking a slight detour to grab a donut from the cast’s food service table, you do just that, leaving with just a moment spent looking back at the set and crew. Having thoroughly enjoyed your time as a movie star, for now you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<cumMouth>><<cumFullNude>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Pretty sure that you’re supposed to get into group sex with your co-star, ponder for a second how you’re meant to start that. Figuring out a plan, you lean forward, fluttering your eyelashes. "Well, if you can’t stay, then I should do something extra special to convince you to stay", you say in a breathy voice, filled with desire, licking your <<checkLips>> lips in anticipation and hiking up your pink minidress to give Chad just a slight peak at your <<if $penis && $vagina>>pussy and <<checkPenis>> dick<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick<<else>>pussy<</if>>. Completely surprised by your out and open seduction, though seemingly not against it, Chad responds in character, "That’s … what would my pretty <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>date<<elseif $vagina>>girl<<elseif $penis>>boy<</if>> have in mind? Though, I probably shouldn’t be staying?", torn on how to react. Thought running across his face for a second, Chad seems to make up his mind. Taking a step forward and placing one huge hand upon your ass, the other at the back of your $hairColour hair, steadying you and showing you off to the camera as he leans in and gives you a brief yet passionate kiss. What happens next is slightly more surprising though, as he begins to kneed your <<checkAss>> rear, subtly repositioning you slightly so that the whole thing can be caught on film. Breaking the lip-to-lip contact, feeling even more stoked by lust, you give him a flirty wink, "Oh, don’t think that’s anywhere near the end of what I was thinking", your coy flirty giggle and your fingers rubbing against his bulging crotch making it clear exactly how far you’re willing to go. " … woah, oh … fuck …", Chad starts to gawp as you fondle with the zipper on your tiny pink minidress that the costume people put you in, the flimsy piece of clothing dropping to the floor audibly. All eyes are certainly on you now, and no one seems to have a clue what’s going on, but by the grin and impassioned swearing that’s coming out of his mouth you’re pretty sure that Chad is enjoying this. At least, that’s what you’re getting from the bulge in the front of his pants that you begin pawing at tells you. Having clearly suspected that your previous attempt at seduction was all talk, it’s your handsome leading man who breaks the silences, "Fuck it! You’re way too hot not to stick my dick in you naughty tease. Lets see how good your convincing skills are", the cocky expression on his face making you weak at the knees as he begins to manhandle you off of ‘your porch’ and down onto the faux sidewalk below. "Stick your dick in me! I want lots and lots of lovely cock!", you squeal and giggle as he sets you down with his big strong arms, positioning your naked body down in doggy style. Of course, how you remember the scene going involved a lot more people. As such you smile with exaggerated innocence at one of the hot looking extras, a brown-haired man wearing a tight t-shirt who looks only slightly less buff than Chad, "You there … muscles … ever wanted to spit roast a dirty piece of ass?", your existing partner giving you a delectable slap across the rump. "You really are a dirty little gutter-tramp just like she said aren’t you? Don’t worry, that’s fucking sexy as hell in my eyes. I get first shot at your ass though slut", the man cheers, seemingly okay with being part of this gangbang. Which, of course, why shouldn’t he, you’re still relatively sure this was basically what the script said. The brown-haired extra walking over slightly more timidly, you set to work proving your intentions, descending on his crotch like a rabid animal as you seek to pull out his cock. Finding it nicely sized, albeit smaller than Chad’s hidden python, you give it a few teasing licks before glancing over the remaining bemused extras with bedroom eyes, "Like, what are you all waiting for? Why don’t you join in the fun?", a particularly attractive red-headed <<if $vagina>>man<<else>>woman<</if>> being the first to get to you, after a little repositioning ending up <<if $vagina>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 5>>beneath you with his cock in your pussy<<else>><<set $timesYourDickSucked += 5>>with your cock rubbing against her face<</if>>. More people slowly joining the grouping, most content to grope and fondle you, though a few men and women briefly making use of your hands to masturbate them, you realize something with great delight. Between all of them, you’re about to get fucked air-tight! "Fuck the slut cum-drunk!", Chad calls out commandingly, ramming his mast of a dick straight into your rear in one amazing shove, starting the frantic fucking session. With a sweaty masculine cock in your mouth, Chad in your butt and the red-head seeing to your crotch, not to mention all the other people involved you’re suddenly in a sea of pleasure, unable to do much other than get thoroughly used. Thankfully, you realize that Chad’s little-chad seems to be self-lubricating, otherwise the reaming he’s giving you would likely be much less fun, but as overstimulated as you are it’s hard to care. Dick and pre-cum rolling across your tongue, a hot <<if $vagina>>dick deep in your cunt<<else>>mouth around your <<checkPenis>> cock<</if>>, and the superstar’s huge ramrod deep in your anus, you’re practically in heaven, the three reaching a sort of unspoken rhythm. Wet splatters catch you on the back, but you barely register them, the world to you a collage of dicks and pussy’s needing to be serviced. It’s just so wonderful! "Here you go you dirty tramp!", Chad bellows, heat bathing your bowels as he finally stills, in no way stopping any of the others from pounding you to get their fill. The liquid fullness does, however, trigger your own orgasm, leading to you <<if $vagina>>milking the red-head in your pussies cock as your needy cunt begins to spasm splashing it with your fem-cum<<else>>spraying your cum load down the red-head’s throat, the tingling of her mouth on your dick in its post-cumming state absolutely amazing<</if>>. Cool air runs across your butthole as the large cock that was previously in it is removed. But, not for long. A new cock soon replaces it, lubed already by Chad’s cum and cock-lube, starting the ass-fucking all over again. And, that’s how things go for a while, some people cumming on you, some in you, and all the while toe curling pleasure rolling across your sensitive body. So many dicks! So many cunts! Meanwhile, the huge-breasted Lucie woman begins wandering across the stage, dressed in a pair of denim overalls that make her tits look even more sizable and perky than usual. However, unlike before she seems far more irate this time. Half obscured by the sea of people, you watch as turning his head languidly, Chad briefly looks at the mean hussy before turning back to watch your gangbang, seemingly not too concerned or interested by her presence. She stomps and is red faced at his reaction, but you remember how much of a jerk she was to you earlier, so can’t help but feel good about your victory here. "Don’t you want to say something to me!", she complains, flapping her arms about in an attempt to get his attention, pulling her dungaree top down to let her huge melons flop about, still not garnering any attention from Chad nor the rest of your orgy pile. "Look, <<if $pronoun == 1>>she’s<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he’s<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they’re<<elseif $vagina>>she’s<<elseif $penis>>he’s<</if>> having a fucking gangbang on set, and it’s hot! I don’t care whatever you’re trying to do right now I’m staying and watching this. Don’t you have something better to do than bother me", chad states without even looking at her, his eyes locked on you, dirty thoughts evident in his mind from the sparkle across his face. "Wait … what? I mean … what?", the bimbo responds, her entire expression crinkled in complete fury, "You can’t do this!", she adds, shouting to everyone, "I’m the star! Not that cum-dumpster! Look at my tits! You … fuck me instead!". Still despite her best efforts to attract Chad or any of your fuck-party, Lucie is out of luck, the big-breasted jerk left to stew in her own ignored tantrum whilst you get fucked into a melted ball of multiple orgasm bliss. It’s only when the sex-pile has worn itself out that the director woman shouts, "Cut! That’s a wrap", the words barely reaching you so buried in sweaty naked people are you. … "That was amazing! Been the most fun I’ve ever had on set working with you. If you’re ever in my part of town, or just have some free time, then give me a call and we’ll hang out. Anytime, anywhere", gushes Chad happily with a grin as he waves you goodbye, having just given you a lewd wet kiss with lots of tongue. Lucie didn’t say anything to you at all after the scene, her tantrum leading to her fleeing the set, but Chad was more than willing to hang around with you whilst you waited for the director to come back with your pay. Luckily, just as hunky actor is wandering off the plain-Jane director woman is returning, a clipboard and coffee firmly affixed to each hand overworked hand. "There you are $firstName, I was just looking for you. Have you enjoyed your time on set working with us today?", adding in slightly quieter and more amused tone, "Do I even have to ask?". Telling her, "Yeah, I got to be a big movie <<if $pronoun == 1>>actress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>actor<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>person<<elseif $vagina>>actress<<elseif $penis>>actor<</if>>, and I got to have a whole bunch of orgasms! It was a lot of fun!", the huge dopey smile on your face clearly confirms you’re telling the truth. Content that you’ve not run into any problems whilst on her set, the director lady continues, "Well that’s great to hear. You were … just … wow!. We didn’t plan any of that, but, the studio loved it and have ordered some extensive rewrites to make it fit the plot. Now the plot is going to be about Theodore Sexington having the best sex of his life, and going on a massive search to find the girl again. It’s a sort of drunk road-trip comedy now. Lucie didn’t take the change too well at all, but she’s not in the new edit so that’s not really my problem". "I’ve already sent the funds over after I got approval from our finance department. I didn’t realize you were under the care of the facility, but, after looking through the information I managed to get you 800 G.G.P for what you did for me today. I hope that’s reasonable enough, I’m still not entirely sure how much that equates to but we based it off of translating our usual rate for new actors who do … major sex scenes. Maybe we’ll be able to work together again in the future. I’m sure putting you in front of a camera would either win us a lot of awards or ruin us. Either way I don’t think the cast or crew would be complaining". Glad to have gotten paid, along with still having the adrenaline rush from not just being in a real big budget movie but becoming the central sex idol of one, you nod happily, saying, "Thank you!", with great cheer. "That’s wonderful to hear then. Sadly though, I don’t have the time to sit around chatting, too many scenes to get set up. I’m sure you can find your own way out. Thank you again $firstName", the bland but pretty nice director responds waving you off, gesturing back towards the exterior rope that you passed by to get onto the set. Taking a slight detour to grab a donut from the cast’s food service table, you do just that, leaving with just a moment spent looking back at the set and crew, still not having dealt with the cum coating you all over. Having thoroughly enjoyed your time as a movie star, for now you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<cumMouth>><<cumFace>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Pretty sure that you’re supposed to give your co-star a goodbye blowjob, you lean forward, fluttering your eyelashes. "Well, if you can’t stay, then I should give you something to remember me by", you say in a breathy voice, filled with desire, licking your <<checkLips>> lips in anticipation. Slightly surprised by your insinuation, though seemingly not against it, Chad responds in character, "That’s … I can’t deny a pretty <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>date<<elseif $vagina>>girl<<elseif $penis>>boy<</if>> such a thoughtful request. What did you have in mind?", taking a step forward and placing one huge hand upon your waist, the other at the back of your $hairColour hair, steadying you and showing you off to the camera as he leans in and gives you a brief yet passionate kiss. Breaking the lip-to-lip contact, feeling even more stoked by lust, you give him a flirty wink, "Oh, I don’t know, I’m sure I can think of something", your coy flirty giggle and your fingers rubbing against his bulging crotch making it clear exactly what you’re planning. "I have a few ideas of what … woah, oh … fuck …", Chad starts to quip as you sink into a kneel, all the while continuing to run your hand across his concealed cock. It seems like he didn’t believe that you were going to go through with what you were suggesting, but by the grin and impassioned swearing that’s coming out of his mouth you’re rather sure he’s not got a problem with it either. Unzipping his fly as quickly as you can, you rabidly fish out his meaty cock and balls, pulling them out from where they were resting within his dark boxer shorts. The movie stars dick is huge! The feel you got of it during your earlier rubbing not doing justice to the girth and length of his fabulous meat stick, let alone the tennis-ball orbs he’s carrying around beneath it. Further, the smell is amazing, musky and masculine in all the right ways, a string of drool managing to form on your bottom lip as you imagine what you’re about to do. Rubbing your face against his cock and balls, the slightly sweaty crotch feeling so naughty against your cheek, you suckle one of his testicles provoking a satisfied sigh from Chad. Next, releasing his ball with a wet plot, you begin sticking out your tongue, lovingly lathering the length of his dick in long frantic licks, the masculine taste being just as amazing as you expected. All the while, a neediness begins setting in between your own thighs from how hot this all is<<if $penis>>, your <<checkPenis>> cock pulsing with its own need<<else>>, your damp pussy pulsing with its own need<</if>>. Wrapping your <<checkLips>> lips around his thick cock, you suck at it attentively, doing you best to make it a memorable experience for him, making loud slurping noises as you play it up for the audience. A pair of manly hands landing on the back of your head, eagerly encouraging you onward, you glance up at his eyes, seeing the desire held within them. Spurred on as you see that, you even attempt to deep throat him a little, <<if $oralSexSkill >0>>doing a great job thanks to your extensive training and experience, able to take his gorgeous cock into the depths of your tight throat with minimal gagging<<else>>however, he’s just too big causing you to splutter loudly enough to put you off trying to do so any further, not that your little show doesn’t still turn him on over further<</if>>. Wanting to make it feel extra pleasurable for him, you pull back a bit, swirling your delicate tongue against the cock head, receiving a groan of lusty pleasure for your efforts. His cock practically vibrating, the glands expanding and pulsing before your eyes, Chad begins to unleash a large gout of cum into your mouth. It’s warm and tasty, running down your throat in quantities you wouldn’t have guessed he’d have in him. More interesting, is when still pinning your head in place, he suddenly pulls his cock from your warm inviting mouth, unloading the second half of his orgasm across your hair and face, dousing you in his wonderfully sticky seed. Making sure that the camera can get a good look at you, out of breath and still working the last of him cum down your throat, you pant with more than a little lust in your eyes. Charmingly, although slightly tired post-cumming Chad manages to quip, "Much … huh … better than a goodnight kiss?", flashing his disarming white grin at you once more. Taking hold of the doorway to support yourself, weak knee-ed and exhausted as you rise to your feet, the best you can managed to answer is, "Y...yeah … tasty …", blushing slightly in embarrassment. Though, from the nods and smiles you see from the director you’re guessing she’s happy with your performance. "We should do this again soon", the musclebound leading-man croons back to you, taking an additional few seconds to admiringly take in your cum-splattered appearance before turning around to leave after one more heart-fluttering wink. That’s when the huge-breasted Lucie woman begins wandering across the stage, dressed in a pair of denim overalls that make her tits look even more sizable and perky than usual. Turning his head languidly, Chad in the role of Theodore Sexington begins briefly looking at the mean hussy instead of you, watching her ass lewdly as she merrily bounces past. She’s trying to play all cute and sweet, but you remember how much of a jerk she was to you earlier, giving her a cold glare. Amusingly, the expression she’s giving you makes you feel much better about how she was with you before, your coating of Chad-cum throwing her off and obviously irritating her. Meanwhile, Chad is striding over to her, the flirty look he’s aiming at her much more subdued than the ones he was giving you just a few minutes back. "Hey, you want to grab a drink … or whatever?", chad asks her, his seductive charisma still there but slightly dulled compared to what you’ve seen before, as if he’s rather indifferent about whether she’s willing to sleep with him. "Wait … what? I mean … whatever do you mean?", the bimbo responds, her attempts to sound cute and sweet sounding increasingly forced as her brow crinkles in irritation, "You’re not being rude to me are you? I can’t understand your sophisticated city-folk ways, but I’m a chaste and pure farmgirl. I never would be with someone so crass and dull". Stopped now, just outside what is supposed to be your apartment with you still watching on, she tries to play at being nice and innocent, but you know better, continuing to stare daggers at her, winning the duel by your estimation. It’s just then that the director woman shouts, "Cut! That’s a wrap", otherwise you might have forgotten that this was all acting and given the attempted man-stealer a second show to drive her off. … "Been a lot of fun working with you. If you’re ever in my part of town, or just have some free time, then give me a call and we’ll hang out", states Chad happily with a grin as he waves you goodbye, having just given you a friendly kiss on the lips. Lucie didn’t say anything to you at all after the scene, silently fuming from the side-lines, but Chad was nice enough to hang around with you whilst you waited for the director to come back with your pay. Luckily, just as hunky actor is wandering off the plain-Jane director woman is returning, a clipboard and coffee firmly affixed to each hand overworked hand. "There you are $firstName, I was just looking for you. Have you enjoyed your time on set working with us today?", adding in slightly quieter and more amused tone, "It certainly looked like it". Telling her, "Yeah, I got to be a big movie <<if $pronoun == 1>>actress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>actor<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>person<<elseif $vagina>>actress<<elseif $penis>>actor<</if>>, and I got to suck Chad’s amazing dick! It was a lot of fun!", the huge dopey smile on your face clearly confirms you’re telling the truth. Content that you’ve not run into any problems whilst on her set, the director lady continues, "Well that’s great to hear. You were … really something on camera. We didn’t plan a blowjob scene for there, but, the studio loved it and have ordered some rewrites to make it fit the plot. Now the plot is going to be about Theodore Sexington being seduced into being with Sally-Joe Milktits rather than the other way around, Lucie didn’t take the change too well, but she’s still the leading lady so she’ll manage I’m sure". "I’ve already sent the funds over after I got approval from our finance department. I didn’t realize you were under the care of the facility, but, after looking through the information I managed to get you 600 G.G.P for what you did for me today. I hope that’s reasonable enough, I’m still not entirely sure how much that equates to but we based it off of translating our usual rate for new actors who do … sex scenes. Maybe we’ll be able to work together again in the future. I’m sure putting you in front of a camera for longer would produce some interesting results". Glad to have gotten paid, along with still having the adrenaline rush from not just being in a real big budget movie but sucking off a big star in one, you nod happily, saying, "Thank you!", with great cheer. "That’s wonderful to hear then. Sadly though, I don’t have the time to sit around chatting, too many scenes to get set up. I’m sure you can find your own way out. Thank you again $firstName", the bland but pretty nice director responds waving you off, gesturing back towards the exterior rope that you passed by to get onto the set. Taking a slight detour to grab a donut from the cast’s food service table, you do just that, leaving with just a moment spent looking back at the set and crew, still not having dealt with the cum on your face and hair. Having thoroughly enjoyed your time as a movie star, for now you decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<set $ggp -= 100>>Finally arriving at your destination, you find yourself in a lesser trafficked section of the facility, the area filled with conference rooms, many of which seem to be rentable. Outside one in particular, the one you’ve been directed to, you notice a sign which reads, "Submission Training", in a rather elegant script, assuring you that you’re in the right place. Taking a deep breath, you push open the plain wooden door, entering within. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/SubmissionTraining.png]]</div> The inside is much different, the plain corridors outside strikingly bare in comparison to the fully decorated classroom within. Rows of desks fill the main floor space, with an old-fashioned chalkboard and teachers desk at the front of the room, posters and pictures hang on the walls, making everything just a little more colourful and friendly. The big differences, however, are that the posters mostly feature slogans such as, "Obedience Is Bliss", or, "A Spanking A Day Keeps The Punishment Away", along with a significant amount of floggers, riding crops and paddles mounted behind the teachers desk. So far, you’re the only person that’s arrived, though that’s likely to change soon. <<if visited() <=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SarahLarge.png]]</div> Striding in confidently behind you is a tall and imperious looking woman wearing an expensive suit. She certainly has the look of a businesswoman, though a seductive and powerful one at that, the smirk on her beautiful face and the fact that her blouse isn’t fully buttoned up speaks to that. Her long brown hair tied in up in a neat bun, and with just a hint of makeup, it’s almost certain that she’s going to be the classes teacher. <<if $metSarah>>Of course, you know this woman as Miss Sarah the brothel madam.<</if>> <<if $metSarah>>"Ahh, $firstName. It seems appropriate for you to be signing up to some classes in submission. It’s a good thing when slaves know their place. But where are your manners?", she grins, waiting for you to properly greet her.<<else>><<set $metSarah = true>>"Hello, you must be new. $firstName if I’m not mistaken. My name is Sarah, though to you it’ll be Miss Sarah. It’s always important for a slave in training to understand the pecking order as quickly as possible. For clarification, I’m wealthy, powerful and important, whilst you’re certainly most assuredly not. Impress me, and maybe you’ll find yourself a comfortable place to settle after all of this is over, cause trouble and I’ll be much less friendly. So, how do you greet someone of my standing?", the woman explains with a cocky grin, waiting for you to properly respond.<</if>> "Hello Miss Sarah", you answer in response, trying to put on a polite enough tone to not rankle the woman further, adding in as measured a tone as you can manage, "But, if it's not improper of me to ask, why are you teaching this class?". Clearly pleased with you, Miss Sarah wanders over to behind the desk, pulling a riding crop down from the wall which she begins to stroke and inspect. "For tax purposes of course", Miss Sarah comments over her shoulder conversationally, "Business owners can achieve amazing tax breaks in exchange for lending just a little of their time to the education programs run by this facility. I get to take a break from my busy work schedule, terrorize a few trembling trainee slaves, and maybe recruit one or two of them into service at my brothel. Honestly, signing up to help teach here has been one of the better decisions I ever made over the past few years. There is something truly gratifying about the look in a well-trained students eye". Gulping, thankfully it’s at about this point that others start to steadily flow into the classroom, breaking up the conversation. Not that Miss Sarah seems to particularly care though, too busy inspecting her teaching instruments, to particularly be interested in chatting.<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SarahLarge.png]]</div> "Hello $firstName. Here for more? It’s a good thing when people know their place. But where are your manners?", she grins, waiting for you to properly greet her. "Hello Miss Sarah", you answer in response, trying to put on a polite enough tone to not rankle the woman further. Receiving the slightest of head tilts, you decide that probably means you’re in the clear, Miss Sarah turning her attentions to the teaching instruments hanging on the wall rather than paying you any further heed. Thankfully, it’s also about this time that the other students start trickling in, giving you something else to focus on.<</if>> Nervously, you take your seat, [[waiting for the lesson to begin|Submission Training Lesson][$submissionTrainingVisits += 1; if($submission <= 90){$submission += 10;}else{$submission = 100;};]].

After everyone has filed in and settled down at their desks, Miss Sarah smacks down her riding crop with a loud crack, startling everyone into silence. With a sneering grin, the imposing woman starts, "Welcome to my Submission Training course. I’m Miss Sarah, your teacher for today. To start things off I’d like make an analogy. If this classroom was a kingdom, then I’d be the Queen, and you’d all be at best serfs. I have carte blanch to do whatever I feel is necessary to break you into polite little submissives, and I relish that allowance. You have been forewarned". "My purpose here is not to teach you all those fun rope play knots, nor is it to give you a light spanking and jill you off for playing along. No, my purpose is to break your spirits until you’re all quivering mewling puppies, pissing yourself at your own shadow. A good slave is unquestioningly obedient, and unflinchingly well-behaved. By the time you leave here I likely won’t have achieved that much, but I endeavour to make you as submissive as I can in what time we do have", Miss Sarah at this point having taken to tapping the riding crop menacingly across the palm of her hand. <<set $random = random(1,4)>><<if $random == 1>>"Let’s start with an easy question. $firstName, how many fingers am I holding up?", the imperious businesswoman clearly holding up three fingers on her left, riding crop-less, hand as she awaits your answer. Knowing this can’t be as easy as it seems, but seeing no better answer, you nervously respond, "Three fingers Miss?". However, the predatory expression that crosses her face, like she’s a hunter who’s just caught you in her trap, does not at all put you at ease. "Wrong!", she smugly calls out, embarrassing you greatly as she makes you the center of attention, "It was four. How can you have gotten this far in life and whilst being unable to count simple numbers. It’s disgraceful", Miss Sarah raising one more finger, cheating so that she wins.<<elseif $random == 2>>"Let’s start with an easy question. $firstName, where are we right now?", the imperious businesswoman gesturing to the room with her left, riding crop-less, hand as she awaits your answer. Knowing this can’t be as easy as it seems, but seeing no better answer, you nervously respond, "The submission training classroom Miss?". However, the predatory expression that crosses her face, like she’s a hunter who’s just caught you in her trap, does not at all put you at ease. "Wrong!", she smugly calls out, embarrassing you greatly as she makes you the center of attention, "It is MY submission training classroom. How you can have gotten this far in life and still remain unable to explain where you are is extremely embarrassing. It’s disgraceful", Miss Sarah obviously cheating so that she wins.<<elseif $random == 3>>"Let’s start with an easy question. $firstName, what is your name?", the imperious businesswoman pointing towards you with her left, riding crop-less, hand as she awaits your answer. Knowing this can’t be as easy as it seems, but seeing no better answer, you nervously respond, "I’m $firstName Miss?". However, the predatory expression that crosses her face, like she’s a hunter who’s just caught you in her trap, does not at all put you at ease. "Wrong!", she smugly calls out, embarrassing you greatly as she makes you the center of attention, "Your name is $firstName $secondName. The fact that you can’t even tell me your own name speaks to have truly dull you must be. It’s disgraceful", Miss Sarah obviously cheating so that she wins.<<elseif $random == 4>>"Let’s start with an easy question. $firstName, what are you?", the imperious businesswoman pointing towards you with her left, riding crop-less, hand as she awaits your answer. Knowing this is likely a trick question, but seeing no better answer, you nervously respond, "I’m a student in your classroom Miss?". However, the predatory expression that crosses her face, like she’s a hunter who’s just caught you in her trap, does not at all put you at ease. "Wrong!", she smugly calls out, embarrassing you greatly as she makes you the center of attention, "You’re a member of the repurposed trainee program. Your inability to admit the reality of the situation is truly tell. It’s disgraceful", Miss Sarah obviously cheating so that she wins, whatever you said sure to be wrong answer.<</if>> Not catching yourself in time, you start to say, "Bu …", though realization only strikes you too late that talking back to her is an immensely bad idea, the smug grin on her face only growing as a result. "A dullard, and a rude one at that. I’ll surely have to punish such behaviour", she starts, locking eyes firmly with you, your spine wanting to crumple from the intensity. "Stand up, eyes front, come up here to the front of the class">, Miss Sarah commands, leaving no choice in the matter. Getting up from the tiny and rather cheaply made desk that you’re sat at, the walk up to the head of the classroom feels like it take an eternity. Dragging your feet, terrified of what the stern teacher has in mind for you, you finally approach her, your eyes pleading her to let you go back to your seat. However, that’s clearly not on the table, at least that’s what your grumbling gut is telling you. Turning away from you to search behind her desk, Miss Sarah is only preoccupied for a brief second, emerging with a conical white cap with a large letter, "D", marked across the front. Explaining, Miss Sarah lectures the class, "This is a dunces cap. It was traditionally used to signify who in the class was a useless layabout and a failure. Today $firstName will be wearing it, and will do so standing in the corner, as a testament of what I will do to you all if you step even an inch out of line", placing the cone of shame atop your head. The weight of her comments pulling you down, humiliation flowing through you to your very core, you shuffle over to the corner she indicates for you, just glad that you don’t have to face the others. Face emblazoned with a deep red blush, you begin to wait. Meanwhile, continuing her lesson, Miss Sarah mostly ignores you, occasionally making quips about how much better behaved other students are being than you were, bringing the attention of the class back again to you and your mistake. Remarkably, standing for so long is surprisingly taxing, though that might be the constant embarrassment talking. Not only that, but it’s also immensely emotionally draining, the whole thing, to some surprise, bringing tears to the edges of your eyes. So degrading is the whole thing that when she finally allows you to return to your seat you’re incredibly happy, going so far as to answer her in a hoarse and subdued voice, "Thank you … for … punishing me .. Miss Sarah", still sniffling slightly from your quiet corner sobbing session.

After everyone has filed in and settled down at their desks, Miss Sarah smacks down her riding crop with a loud crack, startling everyone into silence. With a sneering grin, the imposing woman starts, "Welcome to my Submission Training course. I’m Miss Sarah, your teacher for today. To start things off I’d like make an analogy. If this classroom was a kingdom, then I’d be the Queen, and you’d all be at best serfs. I have carte blanch to do whatever I feel is necessary to break you into polite little submissives, and I relish that allowance. You have been forewarned". "My purpose here is not to teach you all those fun rope play knots, nor is it to give you a light spanking and jill you off for playing along. No, my purpose is to break your spirits until you’re all quivering mewling puppies, pissing yourself at your own shadow. A good slave is unquestioningly obedient, and unflinchingly well-behaved. By the time you leave here I likely won’t have achieved that much, but I endeavour to make you as submissive as I can in what time we do have", Miss Sarah at this point having taken to tapping the riding crop menacingly across the palm of her hand. <<set $random = random(1,4)>><<if $random == 1>>The slightest hissing sound, so faint that you’re not sure if you even really heard it, reaches your ears. Strangely, you can’t help but let out a loud cough only moments later, your throat feeling rough and agitated. You try your best to cup your hands in front of your face to muffle it, but the rooms attention is already turning on you, in particular the attention of the smugly grinning teacher. "Why are you making such a racket $firstName? Is my lecture not interesting enough to you? Or, is it that you’re intent on playing the part of the class clown and disturbing the other students chances at a bright future. Do speak up!", Miss Sarah snidely shouts, making you jump, though doing nothing to halt your coughing fit. All throughout her chastisement of you, one thing stands out most of all, the glimmer of glee in her eyes.<<elseif $random == 2>>A pencil and notebook sitting on your desk to take notes with, the items having been sat there for your usage since before you arrived, you go to pick up the pencil. Strangely, despite not actually feeling as if you touched it, the pencil goes skittering off of the desktop, clattering to the floor audibly enough to turn the heads of the adjacent students to you. You try your best to quietly retrieve it, not wanting to make a scene, but it’s already too late, as the attention of your smugly grinning teacher is focused upon you. "Why are you disturbing my class $firstName? Throwing your pencil about. Am I boring you? Or, is it that you’re intent on playing the part of the class clown and ruining the other students chances at a bright future. Do speak up!", Miss Sarah snidely shouts, making you jump, as you scoop back up the pencil. All throughout her chastisement of you, one thing stands out most of all, the glimmer of glee in her eyes.<<elseif $random == 3>>All of a sudden a scrunched up note with the description, "Pass It on!", scribbled atop of it. Strangely, you didn’t see who passed it to you, nor does anyone seem to be hinting to you where to hand it to, leaving you in a tricky situation. You want to just move the note away, not wanting to get into trouble, but without an idea of where it’s meant to go you’re stuck with the offending item looking like the perpetrator. It’s in this state that Miss Sarah picks up on you, the attention of your smugly grinning teacher focused firmly on the note in your possession. "Why are you disturbing my class $firstName? Sending notes? Am I boring you so much that you thought you’d send flirty messages to other students? Or, is it that you’re intent on playing the part of the class clown and ruining the others chances at a bright future. Do speak up!", Miss Sarah snidely shouts, making you jump, the note getting scattered from you desktop in the process. All throughout her chastisement of you, one thing stands out most of all, the glimmer of glee in her eyes.<<elseif $random == 4>>Annoyingly, the two girls behind you are whispering to each other distractingly, making it hard to concentrate on what Miss Sarah is saying. You think briefly about turning to shush them, but realize that you’ll likely get in trouble if you do, so attempt to block them out of your thoughts. Sadly, as more and more of the class begin looking in the direction of the pair, the attention of your smugly grinning teacher begins focusing upon you. "Why are you disturbing my class $firstName? Talking over me? Am I boring you? Or, is it that you’re intent on playing the part of the class clown and ruining the others chances at a bright future. Poor people like those girls behind you, sweet and just trying to learn. Do speak up!", Miss Sarah snidely shouts, making you jump. The weirdest thing is her mentioning of the real perpetrators of the noise, as if she already knows the truth. Further, all throughout her chastisement of you, one thing stands out most of all, the glimmer of glee in her eyes.<</if>> Feeling like it’s not really your fault, you begin to say, "Miss …", though realization only strikes you too late that by talking back you’ve fallen into her trap, the smug grin on her face only growing as a result. "A wilful, rude troublemaker. I’ll surely have to punish such behaviour", she starts, locking eyes firmly with you, your spine wanting to crumple from the intensity. "Stand up, eyes front, come up here to the front of the class", Miss Sarah commands, leaving no choice in the matter. Getting up from the tiny and rather cheaply made desk that you’re sat at, the walk up to the head of the classroom feels like it take an eternity. Dragging your feet, terrified of what the stern teacher has in mind for you, you finally approach her, your eyes pleading her to let you go back to your seat. However, that’s clearly not on the table, at least that’s what your grumbling gut is telling you. Placing her free hand on the small of your back, she begins to push you towards the board, Miss Sarah lecturing the class as she does, "As you can see, at the front of the classroom we have a chalk board. I find the classics do make the deepest impression, and there’s something truly horrid about the squeak of chalk when writing. Today $firstName will be stood at the front of the class writing the line ‘I’m a slutty sex slave’ over and over again until I am happy. Take note, this a testament of what I will do to you all if you step even an inch out of line", placing the chalk roughly into your hand. The weight of her comments pulling you down, humiliation flowing through you to your very core, you begin to write, "I’m a slutty sex slave", over and over again , just glad that you don’t have to face the others. Face emblazoned with a deep red blush, you write the words so many times they almost lose all meaning, though with how often you repeat them in your mind you seriously worry that they’re sinking in. Meanwhile, continuing her lesson, Miss Sarah mostly ignores you, occasionally making quips about how much better behaved other students are being than you were, bringing the attention of the class back again to you and your ‘mistake’. Remarkably, writing those words for so long is immensely emotionally draining. The experience, to some surprise, bringing tears to the edges of your eyes. So degrading is the whole thing that when she finally allows you to return to your seat you’re incredibly happy, going so far as to answer her in a hoarse and subdued voice, "Thank you … for … punishing me .. Miss Sarah", still sniffling slightly from your quiet corner sobbing session. However, even after sitting down the board filled with your degrading task continue to remain, taunting you with the humiliation you experienced.

After everyone has filed in and settled down at their desks, Miss Sarah smacks down her riding crop with a loud crack, startling everyone into silence. With a sneering grin, the imposing woman starts, "Welcome to my Submission Training course. I’m Miss Sarah, your teacher for today. To start things off I’d like make an analogy. If this classroom was a kingdom, then I’d be the Queen, and you’d all be at best serfs. I have carte blanch to do whatever I feel is necessary to break you into polite little submissives, and I relish that allowance. You have been forewarned". "My purpose here is not to teach you all those fun rope play knots, nor is it to give you a light spanking and jill you off for playing along. No, my purpose is to break your spirits until you’re all quivering mewling puppies, pissing yourself at your own shadow. A good slave is unquestioningly obedient, and unflinchingly well-behaved. By the time you leave here I likely won’t have achieved that much, but I endeavour to make you as submissive as I can in what time we do have", Miss Sarah at this point having taken to tapping the riding crop menacingly across the palm of her hand. <<set $random = random(1,4)>><<if $random == 1>>The slightest hissing sound, so faint that you’re not sure if you even really heard it, reaches your ears. Strangely, you can’t help but let out a loud cough only moments later, your throat feeling rough and agitated. You try your best to cup your hands in front of your face to muffle it, but the rooms attention is already turning on you, in particular the attention of the smugly grinning teacher. "Why are you making such a racket $firstName? Is my lecture not interesting enough to you? Or, is it that you’re intent on playing the part of the class clown and disturbing the other students chances at a bright future. Do speak up!", Miss Sarah snidely shouts, making you jump, though doing nothing to halt your coughing fit. All throughout her chastisement of you, one thing stands out most of all, the glimmer of glee in her eyes.<<elseif $random == 2>>A pencil and notebook sitting on your desk to take notes with, the items having been sat there for your usage since before you arrived, you go to pick up the pencil. Strangely, despite not actually feeling as if you touched it, the pencil goes skittering off of the desktop, clattering to the floor audibly enough to turn the heads of the adjacent students to you. You try your best to quietly retrieve it, not wanting to make a scene, but it’s already too late, as the attention of your smugly grinning teacher is focused upon you. "Why are you disturbing my class $firstName? Throwing your pencil about. Am I boring you? Or, is it that you’re intent on playing the part of the class clown and ruining the other students chances at a bright future. Do speak up!", Miss Sarah snidely shouts, making you jump, as you scoop back up the pencil. All throughout her chastisement of you, one thing stands out most of all, the glimmer of glee in her eyes.<<elseif $random == 3>>All of a sudden a scrunched up note with the description, "Pass It on!", scribbled atop of it. Strangely, you didn’t see who passed it to you, nor does anyone seem to be hinting to you where to hand it to, leaving you in a tricky situation. You want to just move the note away, not wanting to get into trouble, but without an idea of where it’s meant to go you’re stuck with the offending item looking like the perpetrator. It’s in this state that Miss Sarah picks up on you, the attention of your smugly grinning teacher focused firmly on the note in your possession. "Why are you disturbing my class $firstName? Sending notes? Am I boring you so much that you thought you’d send flirty messages to other students? Or, is it that you’re intent on playing the part of the class clown and ruining the others chances at a bright future. Do speak up!", Miss Sarah snidely shouts, making you jump, the note getting scattered from you desktop in the process. All throughout her chastisement of you, one thing stands out most of all, the glimmer of glee in her eyes.<<elseif $random == 4>>Annoyingly, the two girls behind you are whispering to each other distractingly, making it hard to concentrate on what Miss Sarah is saying. You think briefly about turning to shush them, but realize that you’ll likely get in trouble if you do, so attempt to block them out of your thoughts. Sadly, as more and more of the class begin looking in the direction of the pair, the attention of your smugly grinning teacher begins focusing upon you. "Why are you disturbing my class $firstName? Talking over me? Am I boring you? Or, is it that you’re intent on playing the part of the class clown and ruining the others chances at a bright future. Poor people like those girls behind you, sweet and just trying to learn. Do speak up!", Miss Sarah snidely shouts, making you jump. The weirdest thing is her mentioning of the real perpetrators of the noise, as if she already knows the truth. Further, all throughout her chastisement of you, one thing stands out most of all, the glimmer of glee in her eyes.<</if>> Not considering what just happened to be your fault, you start to respond, "Wait …", though by then it’s too late. Realization only just now strikes you that by talking back you’ve fallen into her trap, the smug grin on her face only growing as a result. "And now you attempt to wheedle your way out of your well-deserved retribution. You truly are a troublemaking clown aren’t you? I’ll surely have to punish such behaviour", she starts, locking eyes firmly with you, your spine wanting to crumple from the intensity. "Stand up, eyes front, come up here to the front of the class">, Miss Sarah commands, leaving no choice in the matter. Getting up from the tiny and rather cheaply made desk that you’re sat at, the walk up to the head of the classroom feels like it take an eternity. Dragging your feet, terrified of what the stern teacher has in mind for you, you finally approach her, your eyes pleading her to let you go back to your seat. However, that’s clearly not on the table, at least that’s what your grumbling gut is telling you. Placing her free hand on the small of your back, she begins to push you towards the board, requiring you to place your hands on it to brace yourself, Miss Sarah lecturing the class as she does, "As you can see, $firstName is now positioned against the chalkboard. I find the classics punishments are often regarded as such for a reason, so I hope you all can guess what I have in mind. Today, our dear $firstName will receive a spanking to make up for their earlier behaviour. This spanking will last until such a time that I feel they’ve sufficiently learned their lesson. Take note, this a testament of what I will do to you all if you step even an inch out of line", your <<checkAss>> rear tantalizingly displayed to the onlooking classroom. Giving you no time to prepare she quickly moves onto winding up for her first strike. Her hand colliding with your bottom causing a resounding crack. Jolting forward, your face pressing against the chalkboard, you let out a yelp from the shocking pain. Hoping that maybe she’ll lighten up seeing how much she hurt you, instead, with another thud, she rains down another blow down upon the same spot, almost immediately putting you into a state of sobbing and tears. Not easing up on you, giving your increasingly sore behind a thorough pounding, Miss Sarah whispers, "You’re so much fun to play with", landing the next painful spank whilst you’re distracted listening to her, this one at the tender top of your <<checkThigh>> thigh. Red faced and cringing with embarrassment, the spanking is immensely emotionally and physichally draining, your legs soon starting to give way. The experience continuing to bring tears to your eyes, your humiliation only grows as you realize snot is dripping from your nose. So degrading is the whole thing that when she finally stops, you barely notice, still wailing and begging for forgiveness. When you do notice that it’s over, in a hoarse and subdued voice you cry, "Thank you … for … punishing me .. Miss Sarah", your visage likely red and puffy from the intensity of what you’ve just experienced. As Miss Sarah continues to watch you heading back to your seat, she barely manages to hold back a laugh as you eventually sit down, your exceedingly sore bottom not enjoying the pressure of the cheap and uncomfortable chair being pressed against it.

After everyone has filed in and settled down at their desks, Miss Sarah smacks down her riding crop with a loud crack, startling everyone into silence. With a sneering grin, the imposing woman starts, "Welcome to my Submission Training course. I’m Miss Sarah, your teacher for today. To start things off I’d like make an analogy. If this classroom was a kingdom, then I’d be the Queen, and you’d all be at best serfs. I have carte blanch to do whatever I feel is necessary to break you into polite little submissives, and I relish that allowance. You have been forewarned". "My purpose here is not to teach you all those fun rope play knots, nor is it to give you a light spanking and jill you off for playing along. No, my purpose is to break your spirits until you’re all quivering mewling puppies, pissing yourself at your own shadow. A good slave is unquestioningly obedient, and unflinchingly well-behaved. Today instead we’ll have to settle for well-mannered I believe, I’m no miracle worker after all. We’ll do a little Q&A to start with", Miss Sarah at this point having taken to tapping the riding crop menacingly across the palm of her hand. <<set $random = random(1,4)>><<if $random == 1>>"Let’s start with an easy one. $firstName, how many fingers am I holding up?", the imperious businesswoman clearly holding up three fingers on her left, riding crop-less, hand as she awaits your answer. Knowing this can’t be as easy as it seems, but seeing no better answer, you nervously respond, "Three fingers Miss?". However, the predatory expression that crosses her face, like she’s a hunter who’s just caught you in her trap, does not at all put you at ease. "What did you say!", she angrily shouts, making you shudder in terror, "I welcome you into my classroom and this is how you repay me. Making such horrid scandalous comments about me, so openly too. Do you have no class? No sense of decency? Or at the very least a degree of self-preservation? What do you have to say for yourself?". Miss Sarah’s face looking much too smug for someone who is purporting to be insulted.<<elseif $random == 2>>"Let’s start with an easy one. $firstName, where are we right now?", the imperious businesswoman gesturing to the room with her left, riding crop-less, hand as she awaits your answer. Knowing this can’t be as easy as it seems, but seeing no better answer, you nervously respond, "The submission training classroom Miss?". However, the predatory expression that crosses her face, like she’s a hunter who’s just caught you in her trap, does not at all put you at ease. "What did you say!", she angrily shouts, making you shudder in terror, "I welcome you into my classroom and this is how you repay me. Making such horrid scandalous comments about me, so openly too. Do you have no class? No sense of decency? Or at the very least a degree of self-preservation? What do you have to say for yourself?". Miss Sarah’s face looking much too smug for someone who is purporting to be insulted.<<elseif $random == 3>>"Let’s start with an easy one. $firstName, what is your name?", the imperious businesswoman pointing towards you with her left, riding crop-less, hand as she awaits your answer. Knowing this can’t be as easy as it seems, but seeing no better answer, you nervously respond, "I’m $firstName Miss?". However, the predatory expression that crosses her face, like she’s a hunter who’s just caught you in her trap, does not at all put you at ease. "What did you say!", she angrily shouts, making you shudder in terror, "I welcome you into my classroom and this is how you repay me. Making such horrid scandalous comments about me, so openly too. Do you have no class? No sense of decency? Or at the very least a degree of self-preservation? What do you have to say for yourself?". Miss Sarah’s face looking much too smug for someone who is purporting to be insulted.<<elseif $random == 4>>"Let’s start with an easy one. $firstName, what are you?", the imperious businesswoman pointing towards you with her left, riding crop-less, hand as she awaits your answer. Knowing this is likely a trick question, but seeing no better answer, you nervously respond, "I’m a student in your classroom Miss?". However, the predatory expression that crosses her face, like she’s a hunter who’s just caught you in her trap, does not at all put you at ease. "What did you say!", she angrily shouts, making you shudder in terror, "I welcome you into my classroom and this is how you repay me. Making such horrid scandalous comments about me, so openly too. Do you have no class? No sense of decency? Or at the very least a degree of self-preservation? What do you have to say for yourself?". Miss Sarah’s face looking much too smug for someone who is purporting to be insulted.<</if>> Knowing you did nothing wrong, you begin to say, "Please …", however by then it’s already too late. The smug grin on her face only growing as a result, you realize it doesn’t really matter, she plans to punish you regardless of your guilt. Ultimately, she’s just making an example of you. "And afterwards you don’t even apologize. You should be begging and pleading for my mercy, but instead you act the part of a foul-mouthed liar. I’ll surely have to punish such behaviour", she starts, locking eyes firmly with you, your spine wanting to crumple from the intensity. "Stand up, eyes front, come up here to the front of the class">, Miss Sarah commands, leaving no choice in the matter. Getting up from the tiny and rather cheaply made desk that you’re sat at, the walk up to the head of the classroom feels like it take an eternity. Dragging your feet, terrified of what the stern teacher has in mind for you, you finally approach her, your eyes pleading her to let you go back to your seat. However, that’s clearly not on the table, at least that’s what your grumbling gut is telling you. Placing her free hand on the small of your back, she turns you to face the other students, Miss Sarah lecturing the class as she does, "As you can see, before you all we have a very unrepentant miscreant. Now, seeing as we’re in a classroom, I think we should theme the punishment appropriately for our foul-mouthed troublemaker, don’t you? I think $firstName could do with their potty-mouth being given a thorough cleaning out. Take note, this a testament of what I will do to you all if you step even an inch out of line", the imposing teacher searching through her desk momentarily before returning with a bar of soap in hand. "Open up $firstName", Miss Sarah demands quietly, your jaw falling open on command as if it had a traitorous mind of its own. "Good. You can at least perform basic tricks. Maybe one day soon you’ll learn to behave properly in the first place. Until then, I suppose I get the honour of putting you in your place", your brunette tormentor roughly jamming the piece of soap into your mouth to silence any possible argument. It tastes horrible! Your poor tongue pressed against the offending object, quickly creating bubbly suds with your saliva. Some of it ending up down in your stomach, causing your stomach to grumble unhappily, the rest slipping out past the soap bar, you soon have bubbles and drool running down you chin and chest. Between that and Miss Sarah’s previous comments, humiliation flows through you to your very core, the whole class watching in fascination. The whole ordeal only gets worse as Miss Sarah starts to rub the soap bar hard against your tongue, imprinting the disgusting soapy flavour deep onto it, along with intensifying the bubbly foam that you’ve been producing. Face emblazoned with a deep red blush, you meekly accept what’s happening to you, Miss Sarah making additional snide comments about you to the class that go over your head in your suffering. The experience, to some surprise, bringing tears to the edges of your eyes. So degrading is the whole thing that when she finally allows you to return to your seat you’re incredibly happy, going so far as to answer her in a hoarse and subdued voice, "Thank you … for … punishing me .. Miss Sarah", still sniffling slightly from your quiet corner sobbing session. However, your teacher isn’t finished having fun at your expense, reinserting the soap bar into your mouth before she lets you get seated, requiring you to bite down on it to keep it wedged in your mouth. Despite no-longer being in front of everyone, it still feels terrible, the act of biting the soap having dislodged some of it further into your mouth whilst at the same time keeping you gagged with it.

<<set $random = random(1,4)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Submission Training Dunce]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Submission Training Spanking]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[Submission Training Lines]]>><<elseif $random == 4>><<include [[Submission Training Soaping]]>><</if>> … <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/ClassroomSpanking.jpg]]</div> <</if>><<if $submissionTrainingVisits == 3>><<set $submissionTrainingTrait = true>>Over the course of the lesson, the concepts of obedience and submission finally start to sink deeply into your mind. Whether it’s the humiliating punishments, or the validity of Miss Sarah’s arguments, the weight of it all preys heavily upon you, making you feel much meeker and more submissive than your previous visits did. Enough so, in fact, that you fear that from now on this submissiveness you’ve been instilled with will reinforce itself every day. At least the lesson is almost over, otherwise you dread to think how much more timid you could become. <</if>>The training session complete, Miss Sarah dismisses you all, taking her time and doing it one by one to ensure no one can refute that she’s in charge. Taking a moment to compose yourself as you leave, feeling raw and delicate, you <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Arriving at the closest movie theatre, the facility apparently having multiple of them if you’ve properly interpreted Tilly’s whimpers and grunts properly, the lust-addled girl picks the first movie on the list. Practically throwing the money at the ticket seller, and completely avoiding spending any time at the concessions stand, as soon as she is given the tickets she drags you into hopefully the correct darkened theatre. Momentarily worrying if all the grappling could actually give you whiplash, you have the briefest moment to read the tickets, the film listed as, "A painting of petit arbours". As you first get sight of the screen, you can already tell what the film is, much to your dismay. Upon it a man is talking to a goat in starkly contrasting black and white, a large balloon labelled, "Consequences", floating across the background of trees covered in stapled down legal documents. It seems that in her haste, Tilly has brought you to an arthouse film, something you’re pretty sure she’ll have very little interest in. What’s more, it seems a particularly pretentious one at that! Thankfully, there seems to be only one other person viewing the movie, a man all the way down on the front row who seems to be smoking heavily a dubious smelling substance, seemingly lost in his own world. "Nice and dark … and, um, like … this is perfect …", Tilly comments breathily as you reach your seats. Situated way in the back corner of the theatre, it’s certainly nice and hidden from view in the dark room, exactly what she’s been looking for. Wondering what your date has in mind, you ask her, "Perfect for what Tilly?", Tilly answering your query by sinking to her knees in front of you, hiking the bottom of her dress up to show off her puffy soaked pussy. <<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && (($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2 || $diaperLocked)>>"Going to, um … make me feel, er … good. Sorry … can’t, um, help you …", she stammers back, rubbing her cheek against your crotch, as if she’s trying to cover herself in your scent. Almost amusingly, you watch on with growing desire as she begins to actually hump your calf like a horny puppy, pleasuring herself from the friction. All the while she stares up at you with deep longing, obviously trying to put on a show for you despite the lust that has built up within her, short-circuiting her brain into a state of primal need. It doesn’t seem as though she is happy that she can’t play with you, but that won’t stop her from relieving the tension that has built up in her pussy. Tiny mewls escaping past her clasped lips, it’s an intense and thrilling show to watch. Having sex somewhere so public, the possibility of a movie theatre worker discovering you, if you weren’t stopped as you are you could imagine it being an amazing experience. You’re not sure how Tilly feels about the matter, but from the way she’s rubbing against you, you suspect that it’s a turn on for her too.<<else>><<orgasm>>"Going to, um, help … both of us out …", she stammers back, <<if !setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Accessible && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].CoversGenitals>>finding your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear in the way of her pawing. However, not willing to be stopped so easily she quickly descends on you, frantically stripping you down <<elseif !setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Accessible>>finding your $currentClothing in the way of her pawing. However, not willing to be stopped so easily she quickly descends on you, frantically stripping you down<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].CoversGenitals>>finding your $currentUnderwear in the way of her pawing. However, not willing to be stopped so easily she quickly descends on you, frantically pulling them off<<else>>finding you already accessible to her pawing. Practically purring, she looks up at you with appreciative eyes<</if>>. Content for the moment, she even begins rubbing her cheek against your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>vagina<</if>>, as if she’s trying to cover herself in your scent. Unable to resist any longer, licking her plump sparkly pink lips, she begins to service you. <<if $penis>><<set $timesYourDickSucked += 1>>Wrapping her mouth around your <<checkPenis>> dick, sinking all the way down its length in a single motion, Tilly begins immediately deepthroating you<<else>><<set $timesYourPussyLicked += 1>>Giving you one huge firm lick up the length of your lady folds, Tilly reaches your clit, sucking down on it with enough force to make your toes curl<</if>>. It seems like she’s frantic in her ministrations, the lust that has built up within her short-circuiting her brain into a state of primal need. Almost amusingly, you realise that despite her amazing attempts to please you, she’s actually humping your calf like a horny puppy, pleasuring herself at the same time. Tiny mewls escaping past her clasped lips, her tongue runs circles at the same time as she sucks. She’s clearly well-practiced, only a few minutes in and her technique has you clawing at the arm rests of the flip seat, biting you lips to avoid moaning out in sexual glee. It’s intense and thrilling, having sex somewhere so public, the possibility of a movie theatre worker discovering you heightening the experience. You’re not sure how Tilly feels about the matter, but from the way she’s rubbing against you, you suspect that it’s a turn on for her too. Things continue for a little longer, the <<if $penis>>way tilly moans and hums around your cock causing you great pleasure<<else>>way Tilly moans and hums into your sensitive cunt causing you great pleasure<</if>>. Your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> penis has finally reached its limit, spraying a gooey wave of cum into the awaiting mouth of your horny girlfriend<<else>>cunt heating up and becoming engorged, your depths beginning to flex as you spray your watery fem-cum into the awaiting mouth of your horny girlfriend<</if>>. Panting into your hand to avoid letting out any louder noises, you look down at her, trying to recover from the wonderful orgasm she just gave you. Meanwhile, Tilly has by the point pulled back, locking gaze with you. Her eyes heavily lidded with desire, she makes a large show of gulping down your offering hungrily, her mouth opening up to show that she has indeed swallowed every last drop.<</if>> Her hands joining down between her thighs at the spot where she’s humping against you, you can tell that she’s close. Playing with herself, lewd wet squelches catching you ears, making you nervous that someone might complain about the loud noise, you watch on as she tilts her head back dramatically. With a whimpered moan of, "… so … good .. ", her eyes roll into the back of her head, Tilly’s whole body practically convulsing from the force of her orgasm. At the same time, she unleashes a torrent of fem-squirt out of her trembling cunt, flooding the floor of your area of the movie theatre with her sticky juices. "Are you okay?", you anxiously ask the quivering mass that is your flirty girlfriend, the groaning not ceasing despite her lack of movement other than the occasional twitch. Slowly coming around, limply pulling herself up into the seat beside you, Tilly stretches her arms out in a wide yawn, "Of course cutie! Just needed some Tilly time. But, it’s totally adorbs that you care about me enough to ask", a wet kiss landing on your cheek as she lets out a tiny giggle, "You don’t think we interrupted anyone’s movie watching do you? It’d be kind of mean if I did with all my humping and stuff". Looking down at the one other person in the theatre, the man seemingly having fallen asleep, or possibly into some sort of trance, the smell of unusual smoke still drifting from him just noticeable over the scent of sex from around you. "We’re probably safe", you quietly laugh. Wondering if Tilly even wants to stay for the obscure and outright weird film, you add, "We could go if you want to though". Surprisingly, Tilly snuggles into your shoulder, the cheery bimbo answering, "But, like, how will I find out if the horse will ever get to eat the glowing paintbrush? This movie seems really good", her eyes transfixed by the strange offerings on screen. Sighing internally, you settle down, realising that you’re going to be stuck watching the rest of it. As indecipherable as all the of it is, you can’t help but smile, the joy it’s bringing your buxom companion almost infectious. Almost. Making an excuse you do skip out for a while to get drinks and popcorn for you both, which does help improve your mood further, along with giving you the wonderment which is Tilly trying to explain the plot parts that you missed. The movie complete, and your cheery girlfriend now having dealt with her ‘problem’, [[Tilly takes you back to her apartment|Date Tilly Apartment]].

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Working in ones of the complex’s ‘play rooms’ for part of your shift, you’ve so far took a couple of paddling’s, but nothing too severe. The room is rather normal in comparison to a lot of what Sin has to offer, a BDSM dungeon with various pieces of bondage furniture laid about, and various punishment instruments affixed to the walls. Other than that, the place is all black paint and concrete floors. Menacing, but in a rather standard manner. Eventually though, a shaven headed <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>female<<else>>male<</if>> slave arrives as if on a mission. To start with the slave presses a strange butt plug into your anus, the thing rather small, going in without any pain or issue, but with wires trailing away from it which make you suspicious. Next, leading you over to a heavy-duty bondage chair in the middle of the floor space, <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> has you sit in it without a word, buckling your wrists, ankles, neck and even your waist against the harsh wooden seat. After which <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> places a much more comfortable looking chair a bit further back facing you, leaving with just a hint of a smile on <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> usually placid face. A hidden display lighting up on the far wall, you see it list some of the details of your upcoming client, a rather normal affair with what you’ve experienced so far in the fetish-complex. Interestingly, the client is named, "Client: Mr X", whilst his intentions for you are stated as, "Purpose: Edging". Groaning slightly at what’s to come, you’re at least glad that your poor <<checkAss>> rear won’t be getting another beating, the rough chair already making it feel sore after your previous spankings. Left to stew over for another ten minutes or so, although it does feel much longer restrained as you are, a man enters into the room. A gleeful grin plastered across his face, the formally dressed older man who’s just the slightest bit pudgy wanders over to you, circling your prone position. "You’ll do perfectly!", he exclaims with joy, heading over to one of the side tables. Returning, he has a bunch of sticky pads with wires running from them bundled over his arm, a few slightly different looking toys that appear closer to being bullet vibrators mixed in with them. Sticking the smaller pads to various places across your body; your inner elbows, you armpits, behind your knees, across your stomach, he next begins to place tape across the tiny vibes. The small bullet cylinders are much fewer in number, only getting stuck to your <<checkNipple>> nipples and your sensitive <<if $penis>>cock-head<<else>>clitoris<</if>>. Collecting all the wires up, he plugs them all into a hand-held box, wandering back to his seat. "Now that we’re all set up, let me explain the game we’re about to play", starts Mr X, the glint in his eye telling you that this isn’t not going to be a fun game for you. "Those devices I’ve attached to your more erotic intimate areas are indeed vibrators as I’m sure you suspected. In a moment I plan to edge you. If you don’t know what that is, it’s when someone brings you to the very edge of having an orgasm, then denies you that pleasure. This box that I’m holding not only controls the vibrators, and the pads but we’ll get to those in a second, it also monitors your vitals and will ensure that it’s impossible for you to orgasm without my say so. To be allowed to cum, you need only politely beg me for the chance, but there will be consequences. I don’t want to spoil things yet, but those pads and that plug have a little surprise for you if you decide that you need to orgasm that badly", he monologues, watching you nervously listen from your bondage seat, "So, are you ready to begin?". Sensing his question isn’t rhetorical, you answer timidly, "Yes Sir, Mr X, Sir", hoping that’s good enough whilst equally dreading what comes next. "Then we’ll get started", the man replies, flicking a button on his control box. The rumbling begins almost instantly, your <<checkNipple>> nipples perking up from the sensation they’re experiencing. Biting your <<checkLips>> lips to try and stifle a moan, realising that the bullet taped to your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>clit<</if>> hasn’t yet started and you’re already a mewling mess. And then it begins too, vibrating away at your most sensitive of spots, your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick becoming rock-hard from the shuddering vibrations running down it<<else>>cunt flooding with moisture as your clit hood blooms open, making the experience all the more torturous<</if>>. You start to open your mouth, wanting to beg for climax, no edging yet truly happened by your estimation. But, you’re not sure how your client would react to that. He obviously has something devious planned for you, and you begging to cum is part of it. The real question is, will it be better or worse if you give in now? Your mind beginning to crumble from the lewd over stimulation, you know that you’re getting close. However, at the very last minute as promised it stops, leaving you hanging in unfulfilled need. Panting and squirming in discomfort, you know this is only going to get worse. Do you: [[Beg to orgasm|Degradationist Brothel Normal 2 Electro][if($submission <= 95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;};]] [[Resist begging to orgasm|Degradationist Brothel Normal 2 Edge]]

<<pissMouth>><<pissFullNude>><<calcMakeupStyle>>After some time you’re taken to a strange standing cell-room, having been bound there by a shaven headed <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>female<<else>>male<</if>> slave. The tiny cubicle doesn’t have many features, the walls all made of some kind of black glass, including the door that you came through. The only notable feature being that the floor beneath your feet is tiled, something that looks like a drain in the center, although you don’t think it’s open at the moment. A small screen display appearing about half-way up the wall facing you, it begins to list some of the details of your next client. Maybe most interesting is that under the clients name, it’s listed as, "Client: <<set _groupName = random(1,8)>><<if _groupName == 1>>The Ardlington Women’s Institute<<elseif _groupName == 2>>W.R.S (Women’s Recreational Society)<<elseif _groupName == 3>>The Female Business Collaboration Group<<elseif _groupName == 4>>Women In Productions<<elseif _groupName == 5>>The National Women’s Swimming Team<<elseif _groupName == 6>>Pop-starlets Collective<<elseif _groupName == 7>>Female Ministers Working Group<<elseif _groupName == 8>>Worling Women’s Baking Society<</if>>", your body shivering sympathetically as you nervously ponder what that could mean. Are you going to have a whole group of people to who’s needs you’ll need to fulfil? Further, under the purpose section for you session, it just lists, "Purpose: Entertainment", giving you very little to go by. Quiet murmurs of talk meeting your ears, you look around for the source yet can’t find any, suspecting it must be down the corridor. Waiting like this, you continue to stand in the tiny cell for what feels like ages, the space so tight that you can do nothing else. "Can I go first? I really need to go", a feminine voice from above you asks, a hint of desperation in her tone. Glancing up, you notice that the roof is odd. Built with some kind of oval-shaped opening? A second voice states loudly and excitedly, this one coming from through one of the walls, responds, "Like, go first? Have we got a sex slave for our party?", this woman sounding rather clueless, though likely having a good time too. "I guess that spoils the surprise", a third female voice adds with an exasperated sigh, her comment more aimed at the presence above you, "Oh well. Yes, we rented a slave for the party. However, those of us who planned this event thought it would be more interesting to get a specialized sex-toy. That’s why we rented a toilet-slave. Seeing as she’s already up there, our desperate tinkle-r can do the honours of setting things off". More than a little annoyance aimed at her colleague for spilling the beans too early. All of a sudden the walls of your cell light up, stunning you after spending so much time in the subdued lighting you were in earlier. Blinking past the brightness, you can clearly see that you’re not on some random corridor, but the cell you’re trapped in is in the middle of a large function room, a dense gathering of women gathered all around you looking towards you in excited awe. But not for long, soon their attention turns to whatever is going on above you. "Shower that slave!", shouts the clueless girl from earlier, her blonde big tit-ed appearance matching her voice perfectly now that you can see her. Though, what she’s alluding to you can only nervously guess given the job you signed up to. A chorus of cheers breaking out across the gathering, all of them chanting, "Shower that slave!", over and over again, whipping themselves up into a joyous frenzy, you glance up once more to notice something has changed. Instead of a an oval opening above you, you can now clearly see a slightly hairy vagina, the lips just a tad longer than you’d otherwise expect. "It’s coming …", squeaks the woman above you, a wet drop landing on your nose as you crane your neck up to inspect the girl’s pussy. Then it really starts, the flow quickly picking up into an audible rush. Dousing your face, with her piss, you’re not quick enough to stop some of it getting into your mouth, her urine having just the slightest bitter taste which lingers on your tongue. Your current user likely having saved up her bladder specifically to make sure she can make the most of her time with you, you soon start to get drenched by her hot piss. By the time she’s finally done your <<checkHair>> $hairColour <<checkHairStyle>> hair hangs damply around your head, soaked through with urine, while the distinct smell of her urine clings to you, the scent rather nauseating trapped in the confined space as you are. Cheers once again break out as she finishes, the women who had so much pee in her a surprisingly petit brunette girl. The whole crowd amused by your dishevelled state, it’s the breast-y blonde that speaks next, jamming her hand up into the air. "Me next! Me next!", she squeals, a nod from a stern-looking red-head who’s likely the groups boss giving her the go-ahead to climb the stairs leading atop your cell. Reaching the toilet spot on the top, to some surprise she instead sticks her face close to the hole, looking down at you. "Like, open up your mouth for me piss-gulper. You’re like, fun and cute, but if you don’t I’ll totally put in a bad review of you and you’ll get in a heap of trouble", she taunts flirtyly, her pussy soon replacing her face in the toilet opening. Not wanting to get in trouble, you do just as she says, opening your mouth tentatively as her piss begins to rain down on you. Quickly collecting on your tongue, this girl’s urine tastes much more tangy, maybe even slightly alcoholic, though it’s still a vile taste that you have to resist retching on. Unable to take it much longer, you gulp down the warm offering, more soon taking its place and requiring the same treatment. Thankfully, the ditzy blonde has less piss in her than the first girl, though she still manages to soak you further, urine running down your <<checkNipple>> nipples<<if $breastSize >0>> and your <<checkBreast>> bosom<</if>>, eventually flowing down your thighs all the way until it pools at your feet. That’s when you realize something. The piss collecting at your feet isn’t going away. It’s building up! By the time the red-head who clearly seems to be in charge of the others comes to make use of you, you’re stuck in a waist high pool of piss from the collection of women, the liquid clinging to you disgustingly. Taking her seat without much fanfare, you’re pretty sure you hear her mutter to herself, "Take that Muffy, and you too Sandra, not forgetting you Amy", as if she’s using you to vent her frustrations about other people she knows. Her golden shower is the final one you have to sit through ultimately, a rather normal one compared to most really. Of course, that doesn’t mean you’re about to be let out anytime soon, your piss-filled tank remaining as a centrepiece to the party for much longer. Worse, as the urine starts to cool and become stale, the scent becomes increasingly more foul, the crowd occasionally taking a moment to enjoy watching you wallow in the pee and mock you for it. Eventually though, the group starts to leave, the slave from before approaching to move the tank back to the corridor you started on, setting the glass walls back to their black setting. Humiliated, but thankful that the degrading treatment is soon to end, you still have one more moment of embarrassment as the movement of the cell causes its contents to slosh about, one more drenching you in the now much more disgusting piss that has been sitting about you. The contents draining away as your glass prison comes to a stop, the drain likely opened by the <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>female<<else>>male<</if>> slave, you wait in silence for the collective piss remains to depart. Not much longer after that, the door is opened, the same slave coming to collect you, helping your exhausted form across the corridor into another small yet slightly larger room that’s filled with cushiony mats. Lying down, dripping urine across the floor the entire way over to them, you take a quick and well-deserved rest. Standing for so long is surely taxing. Rubbing your piss-soaked stomach soothingly, still feeling the weight of all the piss you had to drink, you shudder slightly over the humiliation of the memory, knowing full-well just how many people witnessed it. Despite the temporary joy of being free of the situation, you know that you’ll have to get back on the job soon enough, now with a realization of just how uncomfortable and degrading these sessions can get. After that though, things thankfully go back to normal, playing out as the had before for the rest of your shift. <<include [[Degradationist Brothel Watersports End]]>>

Steeling yourself, you decide that you’re better off not playing into Mr X’s hands. The way he’s grinning you’re certain that if you ask to cum he’ll do something much more unpleasant to you. No matter how horrid the denial is, it can’t be worse than the alternative if he’s keeping it hidden from you. Still, the throbbing in your nether-region is disagreeable to say the least, the lack of release making you sweat and ache against your will. Letting out the smallest squeak of discomfort, Mr X picks up on it with a smirk, "Ready to give up yet my dirty little slave? Is your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>cunt<</if>> sore with need yet? It will be soon if it isn’t. All you need to do is beg me to and I’ll give you everything you desire", the excitement in his eyes once more confirming to you that it’ll never be that simple. Answering through gritted teeth, "Nn..nno … ssir", the act of speaking hard in your agitated state, the man just shrugs, content to continue watching you suffer. Two more times the buzzing vibrators taped to your nipples and <<if $penis>>cock-head<<else>>clit<</if>> bring you to the peak only to rip you away from the pleasure at the last second. When this had just started you expected to maybe feel slightly more sensitive as it went along, but you couldn’t predict just how sensitive and sore you’ve become, the delicate skin of your most intimate areas not meant to be played with for such lengthy periods. It stings so badly, and there’s no sign of it stopping. However, now committed to your choice you continue to resist asking for release. "Eu … ar … gh", you mumble, half delirious from it all, sweat pouring out of you in your exhausted thrashing. Seeing your discomfort, the portly Mr X finally gets up off of his chair, walking over to your bound position. You expect some further torment, flinching as much as your tiredness will allow, but he instead wipes your forehead with a handkerchief, rearranging the stray strands of damp hair that you’d barely noticed were irritating you. Further, he brings a water bottle up into your sight, a straw sticking out the top of it which he puts to your mouth. "All that sweating and drooling will make you dehydrated if we’re not careful. If that happened we’d have to stop our game. Though, honestly, I have to admire your resistance. It is admirable, and … invigorating. I think you’re close to breaking, my naughty needy toy, but I’ve made my mind up. No matter how hard you plea I will not allow you to orgasm, that deal is over. Instead we’ll play out the rest of our time together edging you to the fullest. You’ve gotten this far, might as well finish what you’ve started", he monologues as you suck up the cool water as if your life depended on it, a proud expression plastered across his visage. "B…but …", you start, wondering if you have made a grave choice in your resistance, but the man only holds his hand up to silence you, returning to his seat and setting off your torturous pleasure devices once more. Losing count of how many times he almost allows you to cum, stopping the vibrations just before you do, you’re trapped in a torturous haze. This seems to go on for hours, though you know in truth that’s not the case, your lust-addled mind just about able to figure that part out. The time between your almost-orgasms also seems to be lowering, your <<if $penis>>dick-end<<else>>feminine bud<</if>> swollen, sore and slowly turning more purple. Then it all comes to an end. "Good job you dirty sexy slave. Thirty-four times, I wouldn’t have even thought it possible! Near the end there I thought your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>clit<</if>> might explode it had gotten so big. Very enjoyable", Mr X exclaims, the well-dressed pudgy man getting up but leaving the control box on the seat. "Wuh …", is all you can meekly manage in return, barely able to keep your eyes open. The man’s figure slightly out of focus to you, he laughs, "You won! And what a victory it was! But, my time here is up. Maybe we’ll get to have a rematch someday soon, I’m sure you’d like that", his grin the last thing you see before blanking out for a moment, the room empty when you reopen your eyes. Panting, your need great despite the soreness permeating your body, you can do nothing to solve it. You try desperately to clench your thighs together, to get some degree of pleasure to solve matters, but bound as you are it’s hopeless. All you can do is wait until the bald naked <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>female<<else>>male<</if>> slave returns, slowly unbinding you from all the restraints of the chair. Feeling boneless from the over exertion, you just let it happen, the arm, leg, neck and waist straps all being unbuckled. Next come the taped bullet vibes, the removal of their sticky tape from your sore intimate places causing you to wince and howl in pain despite the slaves best efforts to be gentle. After that come the pads, the usage for which you’re still not sure of, before finally the small butt plug is yanked out without any preparation, causing just a short yelp to spill from your mouth, the reason for its wire also indecipherable. Thankful to be released, you’re even happier when the <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>female<<else>>male<</if>> slave takes you out of the room and into a small staff room, practically having to carry you the whole way. Laid down on a small yet comfortable cot, a water bottle and an energy bar brought to you to help you recover, you’re given some time to properly recover. Despite your glee, you still feel off balance and raw from your edging session. Needy, yet unwilling to touch your sore privates, you’re still in sexual torment, but you just try and keep your mind off of it, knowing you’ll be going back to work very soon. After that, things go back to normal, playing out as the had before for the rest of your shift. <<include [[Degradationist Brothel Normal End]]>>

<<orgasm>><<orgasm>><<orgasm>>Faltering, you decide that you’re not going to be able to resist much longer. It might be playing into Mr X’s hands, but at least if you do as he wants he might have some mercy on you. The way he’s grinning at you doesn’t fill you with confidence, but what other choice do you really have. No matter how horrid the alternative will be, the denial you’re suffering is pure torture. The throbbing in your nether-region quickly becoming a serious issue, the lack of release making you sweat and ache against your will. Letting out a smallest squeak of discomfort, Mr X picks up on it with a smirk, "Ready to give up yet my dirty little slave? Is your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>cunt<</if>> sore with need yet? It will be soon if it isn’t. All you need to do is beg me to and I’ll give you everything you desire", the excitement in his eyes once more confirming to you that it’ll never be that simple. Answering with wide pleading eyes, you begin to beg, "P…p…please … ssir! I n…neeed to … c…cum!", the act of speaking hard in your agitated state. "Is that all?", he retorts, the corners of his lips curling. "No! I … p…pleease m…master! I’ll … d…do a..aanything! It’s s…so b…bad! P…p…please", you hysterically squeal, the next orgasm building up within you, something you with every fibre of your body don’t wish to be denied. Mulling it over, he grins, "That will surfice for now", his cryptic statement barely registering with you. The vibrations of the bullet vibes against your <<if $penis>>cock-head<<else>>clit<</if>> and <<checkNipple>> nipples growing, you longingly anticipate the release you’re about to get, drooling slightly in your mindless desire. And then it happens, all of a sudden crashing against you, immense pleasure made even more so from being prolonged with the edging, your body incredibly sensitive. But … there’s something more? With a loud yelp of pain, <<if $penis>>cum spurting out of your swollen dick<<else>>fem-cum spraying out of your engorged and swollen pussy<</if>> to pool on the wooden bondage chair below you, a shock rushes through your ass hole. Convulsing, partly from the pleasure, partly from the sudden anal electric jolt, you stare at the pudgy Mr X questioningly. "That was just the start my very dirty little slave. It’s going to get much more interesting before we’re done. You’ll certainly get to cum all you desire … and then some, now that you’ve begged to be allowed to. However, I can’t just let you cum for nothing can I? No, instead you’ll keep being vibed until we’re done, and every time you reach your climax I’ll give you a small electric shock. Those pads, the butt plug, and even the vibes taped to your nipples and <<if $penis>>cock-head<<else>>clit<</if>> all can emit electricity into your body, and I must admit it’s extremely fun to watch", your client explains with no small amount of glee, his attempts to down-talk the severity of what he has planned not being lost on you. Especially if the pain in your poor bottom was just the start. Shaking your head back and forth as much as the neck restraint will let you, you cry out, "This isn’t what I meant!", tiny electrical tingles already running through the pads on the backs of your knees, making you tense your legs against those bindings. "Well, I think it in fact is", Mr X jokingly replies, "You made an agreement, begged me to let you have yourself a few orgasms, and now that’s what I’m letting you do. What’s a tiny sting here and there for that? But, if you wish to continue your complaining, then I do believe we have a electric gag around her somewhere. The human tongue is extremely sensitive, I’d hate to see that", toying with the control box menacingly as he talks. Deciding to keep your mouth shut, you settle back into waiting for your next upcoming cum, the slight shocks you’re now receiving from the pads doing little more than tickling you. In any other circumstances it might be fun, watching as your arms and legs spasm about, however, knowing that you’re going to get a much more painful experience soon doesn’t particularly put you in a good mood. Shouting out a hoarse, "Owww!", tears begin to build in your eyes. The vibe feels increasingly powerful, overwhelming sensation passing through your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> penis<<else>>love button<</if>>, getting more and more sensitive by the second. Yet, as it does, it becomes increasingly sore from the overstimulation, the thought of more orgasms awaiting you starting to sound more like a threat. However, what really makes you cry is the electric shock that your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> was also delivered, the agony caused by it significant. Continuing, you spend the next half an hour in whimpering pain. <<if $penis>>Cum<<else>>Fem-cum<</if>> soaking your thighs and pooling around your feet, the last few orgasms having come out dry, an uncomfortable experience in its own right. Your nipples, ass hole and <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>clit<</if>> all thoroughly sore and inflamed from the constant electric shocks, you’re rather miserable, a state that Mr X seems to enjoy significantly. Squirming, sweating, squealing, all the while restrained in place, there’s nothing you can do but let it happen, time stretching forward at a horrendously slow pace. Then it all comes to an end. "Good job you dirty sexy slave. Fourteen orgasms, I wouldn’t have even thought it possible! By now your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>clit<</if>> must feel like someone rubbed it down with sandpaper. If we went much longer I’d be afraid it could explode it’s swollen so badly. Very enjoyable", Mr X exclaims, the well-dressed pudgy man getting up but leaving the control box on the seat. "Wuh …", is all you can meekly manage in return, barely able to keep your eyes open. The man’s figure slightly out of focus to you, he laughs, "You lost! However, you got exactly what you asked for in the process, you should be happy! But, my time here is up. Maybe we’ll get to have a rematch someday soon, I’m sure you’d like that", his grin the last thing you see before blanking out for a moment, the room empty when you reopen your eyes. Panting, you try to keep as still as possible, the lightest movements causing your sore inflamed intimate places to feel waves of pain through them. Your <<if $penis>>dick-end<<else>>clit<</if>> in particular looks horrendous, all swollen and purple, but bound as you are there’s nothing you can do. All you can do is wait until the bald naked <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>female<<else>>male<</if>> slave returns, slowly unbinding you from all the restraints of the chair. Feeling boneless from the over stimulation, you just let it happen, the arm, leg, neck and waist straps all being unbuckled. Next come the taped bullet vibes, the removal of their sticky tape from your sore intimate places causing you to wince and howl in pain despite the slaves best efforts to be gentle. After that come the damnable pads, the uncomfortable yet not truly that bad aspect of the electro play. Before, finally, the small butt plug is yanked out without any preparation causing a loud yelp to spill from your mouth, your electricity seared anus none too happy with that happening. Thankful to be released, you’re even happier when the <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>female<<else>>male<</if>> slave takes you out of the room and into a small staff room, practically having to carry you the whole way. Laid down on a small yet comfortable cot, a water bottle and an energy bar brought to you to help you recover, you’re given some time to properly recover. Despite your glee, you still feel off balance and raw from your forced orgasm and electro-play session. Unwilling to go anywhere near your sore privates, you at first resist the slaves attempts place some cream on them. Yet, knowing that it will help you soon relent, wincing from the touch, but trying and keep your mind off of it. Most of all you know you’ll be going back to work very soon. After that, things go back to normal, playing out as the had before for the rest of your shift. <<include [[Degradationist Brothel Normal End]]>>

<<if $villinRelationship >= 50>><<if $villinRelationship <= 95>><<set $villinRelationship += 5>><<else>><<set $villinRelationship = 100>><</if>>Wondering if Villin might be interested in taking on some Dominant and Submissive aspects to your relationship, her timid naturally submissive nature, her plethora of piercings, and the collar she wears for fashion reasons all coming together to give you the hint that she might. Her head still in your lap, you slide into the small talk you’re having, "The other day I was saw this news article, and … um, it was about Dom and Sub relationships. Have you ever seen anything about that kind of thing?", your comments said in a casual tone to test the waters. Looking up at you from where she’s currently lying, her head resting on your crotch, you can see her face turn beet red as she responds quietly yet squeakily, "Noooo …", her eyes darting anxiously. "Are you sure about that?", you respond slowly with a raised eyebrow, pretty sure that Villin was holding something back with her nervous non-answer. Watching her expression still, you can easily tell that she’s embarrassed, her little freckled nose twitching cutely as she runs the idea through her mind. On top of that, when she does answer, still red-faced, all you get from her is a mumbled, "Nu-huh …", as she tries to keep from giving you eye contact with her. Bending down to lay a tender kiss on her forehead, you continue, "I’ll take that as a yes then to you knowing about Submission and Domination in relationship terms. In fact, I’d say that if I checked down below you’d be a lot more interested than you’re letting on. Is that right?", your hand roaming down her side, getting closer and closer to her feminine core. Moaning slightly with almost feverish desire, she whispers back timidly, "It’s embarrassing …", her jean shorts covered mound pushing unconsciously towards your approaching fingers. "It might be embarrassing sweet heart, but it sounds like it might be a conversation worth having. From the looks of it, the idea of me taking charge more often is something you’d like?", you chide your girlfriend in a good-natured manner, watching as she nods her head in agreement. "Maybe we could even try some bondage some time, me tying you up and giving you a spanking every now and then". Tugging at your wrist, though seemingly unsure if she wants you to stop or keep going if her indecisive look is anything to go by, she whispers back at you, "Not … fair. You shouldn’t try to have complex conversations while you’re … doing things", adding with a slightly cheeky look on her face, "I could … be persuaded though. Wouldn’t want to … only do it a little. I’d only … feel secure … if you collared me. Is that okay?". <<if $inventory.indexOf("Collaring kit") != -1>>Thinking quickly, you try to figure out if you have anything you could collar your bunny-girl girlfriend with, a bright spark of inspiration coming over you. Searching through your possessions you quickly uncover your Collaring kit, a wide selection of collars with a variety of high-tech options within them. Whilst normally those collars might be intended for slave claiming in a more bureaucratic sense, you can turn that off easily enough, and who knows maybe the location tagging and punishment modes on it might come in handy at some point. Smiling with a large grin, you inform her, "Well sweetheart, I might have a collar for you today if you’d like that? I’ll still have to pick out exactly which collar to give you, but I do have a decent collection of them here with me", a nervous grin forming on her lips in turn that’s rather adorable. "Okay", she says without having to have much time to think things over, this outcome seemingly what she’d wanted all along, "Just … please pick out a … um, comfy one … as I’ll be wearing it a lot … ", your girlfriend whispers, trembling, but not entirely out of anxiety if the sweet feminine smell she’s producing is anything to go by. Opening up the case full of collars, you make sure to first of all disable the enslavement protocol, pretty sure that collaring Villin that way would be unforgivable, along with possibly illegal after Mr Alfonsi re-bought her freedom for her. Still, the actual choice of collar is not easy, but eventually you whittle down the options. For example, thick steel collars are a no go, as it wouldn’t fit her style, whilst a thin circlet collar would probably look better on her but might still chafe. Making your decision, picking out a traditional black collar with a metal D-ring in front and faux fur inside of it, you turn your attention back to your soon to be Submissive. "You’ll need to kneel for me now sweetheart", you inform Villin in a stern yet reassuring tone, watching as she obediently slides off of the bed fluidly into an elegant, and seemingly practiced, kneel, her hands palm up resting on her thighs just above her knees. "Is this … okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>", the purple-haired bunny-girl whispers up at you, her gaze fixed on the floor in front of her deferentially. Patting her sweetly on the head, you answer her back, "Yes sweetheart, you’ve been a very good girl for your <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>. And, do you know what good girls get?", your question left hanging for a second despite it being rhetorical in nature, "Yes sweetheart, good girls get pretty collars so that everyone knows that they’re claimed by someone who cares about them". Watching as she trembles erotically before you, you carefully sweep her long purple hair over the front of her left shoulder, clearing her neck. With a quick pull to unlatch the hidden internal mechanism, to which it makes a solid, "CLICK!", sound, you begin carefully putting the collar on her, kissing on the forehead tenderly to begin with. Fitting snugly, the D-ring hanging down front, you, "CLICK!", the two ends together, the leather fusing seamlessly as you do. Meanwhile Villin bites back a rather lusty moan, getting seriously into what’s happening. "There you go my sweet Submissive, now you’re collared to me", you announce to your newly collared girlfriend, snaking your fingers into the ring of her collar to pull her into a passionate kiss. "However, despite being a very good girl for me just then, you were rather naughty earlier. Refusing to admit you were interested in bondage and submission, when you so obviously are turned on by them. Lying to your <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>> is certainly not allowed". Squeaking out a submissive quick, " Sorry <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>", Villin seems a bit jumpy at this line of thought from you, though she remains obediently displayed on the floor for you, awaiting your decision. Continuing, trying to continue your stern tone but adding in some more affectations you tell her, "That apology does help, but I still feel there should be some punishment to ensure that you learn your lesson and remember to communicate your wants and needs to your <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you enjoy it too, you did admit the truth after a little prodding after all, so that deserves a reward. That’s why I’m going to tie you up, and administer a spanking, after which I’ll let you orgasm. As you’ve been a good girl for the most part I’ll even let you choose, either 20 spanks on the bum and thighs with my hand, or you can take 10 in the same place with the back of one of your hair brushes. So, which is it going to be?". Still trembling nervously, but now displaying the blushed tinges of deep sexual excitement, Villin once more squeaks out her response, answering, "Hand spanks … please … <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>>". Smiling to yourself at how into all of this your girlfriend is, the thought of what’s to come turning you on, you begin your plan to [[put Villin in bondage and spank her|Date Villin Bondage Spanking][ if($villinRelationship<=95){$villinRelationship += 5;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;}; if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;}; $villinCollared = true]].<<else>>Thinking quickly, you try to figure out if you have anything you could collar your bunny-girl girlfriend with, for a moment wondering if one of her belts would do the trick. However, inside you know that it wouldn’t be fair to try and collar her with something she owns, especially something as silly looking as a belt. Shaking your head, you tell her, "Sorry sweetheart, I don’t have a collar for you today. I’ll have to go looking for something appropriate before we go out again. Guess today you’ll have to put up with cuddles instead of spanks", a small unconscious pout forming on her lips in turn that’s pretty adorable. "Okay, but … can it be a comfy one?", she murmurs back at you as she settles back into you, becoming increasingly sleepy in your warm comfort. The sexual tension now gone, and guessing that your date isn’t in the right state to help alleviate your almost painful horny desires, you lie down on the bed yourself, pulling her over to you and into a deeper cuddle. Mumbling happily, her head resting on your chest, the violet-haired bunny-girl settles remarkably quickly, her pleasant presence making you very sleepy as you wrap your arm around her. … Realising that you need to leave soon, you groggily pull yourself up. Taking a moment to get yourself together, you [[prepare yourself to leave|Date Villin End]].<</if>><<else>>Wondering if Villin might be interested in taking on some Dominant and Submissive aspects to your relationship, her timid naturally submissive nature, her plethora of piercings, and the collar she wears for fashion reasons all coming together to give you the hint that she might. Her head still in your lap, you slide into the small talk you’re having, "The other day I was saw this news article, and … um, it was about Dom and Sub relationships. Have you ever seen anything about that kind of thing?", your comments said in a casual tone to test the waters. Looking up at you from where she’s currently lying, her head resting on your crotch, you can see her face turn beet red as she responds quietly yet squeakily, "Noooo …", her eyes darting anxiously. "Are you sure about that?", you respond slowly with a raised eyebrow, pretty sure that Villin was holding something back with her nervous non-answer. Watching her expression still, you can easily tell that she’s embarrassed, her little freckled nose twitching cutely as she runs the idea through her mind. On top of that, when she does answer, still red-faced, all you get from her is a mumbled, "Nu-huh …", as she tries to keep from giving you eye contact with her. Bending down to lay a tender kiss on her forehead, you continue, "I’ll take that as a yes then to you knowing about Submission and Domination in relationship terms. In fact, I’d say that if I checked down below you’d be a lot more interested than you’re letting on. Is that right?", your hand roaming down her side, getting closer and closer to her feminine core. Moaning slightly with almost feverish desire, she whispers back timidly, "It’s embarrassing …", her jean shorts covered mound pushing unconsciously towards your approaching fingers. "It might be embarrassing sweet heart, but it sounds like it might be a conversation worth having. From the looks of it, the idea of me taking charge more often is something you’d like?", you chide your girlfriend in a good-natured manner, watching as she nods her head in agreement. "Maybe we could even try some bondage some time, me tying you up and giving you a spanking every now and then". Giving you a rather indecisive look, likely torn between enjoying herself and admitting that she is, Villin whispers back at you, "Maybe … possibly … um … not today … later .. I like … oh … sorry". Not wanting to heap any more pressure on her after seeing her so overwhelmed, you lean down to kiss her on the forehead, continuing, "It’s okay, we can talk about it some other time, when you’re feeling better sweetheart. How about some cuddles for now", you feel her begin to significantly relax, her body losing its anxious tenseness. "I like cuddles …", she murmurs back at you as she settles back into you, becoming increasingly sleepy in your warm comfort. The sexual tension now gone, and guessing that your date isn’t in the right state to help alleviate your almost painful horny desires, you lie down on the bed yourself, pulling her over to you and into a deeper cuddle. Mumbling happily, her head resting on your chest, the violet-haired bunny-girl settles remarkably quickly, her pleasant presence making you very sleepy as you wrap your arm around her. … Realising that you need to leave soon, you groggily pull yourself up. Taking a moment to get yourself together, you [[prepare yourself to leave|Date Villin End]].<</if>>

Deciding that you’d like to tie her up and spank her, you command Villin, "Up on the bed sweetheart, lie down for me belly down with that cute bottom of yours up in the air. I’d also like for you to keep your arms together behind your back for me", your tone stern yet with a more caring and playful hint to it. Smiling submissively, the thought of what you’re about to do to her obviously exciting the already aroused bunny-girl, she nods, answering, "Yes <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<else>>honey<</if>>". Swiftly positioning herself on top of your bed, wiggling her shorts covered rear and her puffy fluffball bunny tail poking out the top of them as she does, Villin is soon perfectly in position as you ask. Watching attentively, trying to spot any flaw in her posture that you might playfully chide her over, you watch as her body flexes just the slightest in place from her heavy lusty breaths. Sighing as you realize you’re out of luck, finding her to have perfectly followed your orders, you instead decide to reward her by running your fingers slowly down where you predict her slit to be, her hermaphroditic penis currently concealed beneath her body rubbing against the inside of her jean shorts and the covers. "Very good my little bunny Sub, you must have practiced this before", you whisper seductively in her ear as you lean down to kiss her on top of the head, your beautiful girlfriend trembling slightly in anticipation. "I suppose I should reward such efforts", you continue, now caressing her heart-shaped rear as you slowly begin removing her shorts, "So, as a reward I’ll make sure that at the end of this you get to orgasm, and I’ll let you keep your panties on to help cushion the spanking you’re about to get. Does that sound fair?". Receiving only a short quiet, "Mmm…Eee!", though not surprised seeing as you’d just snuck one finger beneath her lacy purple panties to tease her slippery feminine folds, you look around for what you’re going to need next. Actually quite glad for once that Villin is somewhat lazy when it comes to tidying up her things, it doesn’t take much effort for you to reach down whilst continuing your teasing of her, picking up a couple of her belts from within the morass of clothing strewn about the floor. Choosing to chide her over her slovenly keeping of her room, you give her a quick playful strike across her wiggling rear, telling her, "Whilst it was helpful this time, it’s naughty of you not to tidy up your dirty laundry. It wouldn’t take you five minutes to put in a hamper, and I bet Mr Alfonsi doesn’t appreciate it. Maybe you’re in need of a punishment for that too". "So…oorry <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<else>>honey<</if>> …", the bunny-girl gulps face first into the covers, trying to hide her embarrassment from you. However, that doesn’t stop you from continuing with your plan, first wrapping a belt together around her wrists before doing the same with her ankles, your submissive girlfriend complying with your actions without complaint. "There we go", you state more to yourself than anything, taking the opportunity to sit down on the bed and slide the now bound purple-haired girl across your lap, the bulge of her panty encased huge hard cock rubbing against your thighs. "Now sweetheart, I’m thinking you’ll get the 20 hand spanks I was originally planning, and then I’ll add in something special to punish you for the laundry. So be a good girl for me, and maybe you’ll get an extra special treat at the end". Spotting her nod her understanding you decide not to make her wait any longer, letting your first strike land down upon her lace clad rear with a resounding, "CLAP!", only minorly muffled by the thin layer of material covering her soft skin. Villin, meanwhile, is actually rather restrained in more ways than one, neither struggling against her bindings, nor making out any sound in response. "Thud!". "SMACK!". "CLAP!". In rapid succession you land three strikes, one on the crease of her bum, and the next two on the tops of her thighs. This time Villin lets out a squeaky, "Yowch … eeek!", seemingly surprised and taken off balance by your decision to change spanking spots in conjunction with the speedier delivery. Of course, this was exactly what you were hoping for. Tutting and soothingly stroking her now reddened thighs, you reprimand her, "You’re making a lot of noise now aren’t you sweetheart? Not that I don’t enjoy it, but Mr Alfonsi probably won’t appreciate it. I guess I’ll have to step up my plans a little early", your ominous comment causing your girlfriend to tremble against you, though not without also rubbing against you with barely contained lust. Still caressing her rump to ease the sting, distracting her in the process, you reach down once more easily locating what you were looking for. With a grin, concealing your target in your palm, you croon in an overly sweet tone to your submissive, "See, that feels a lot better now doesn’t it. You’re so cute and responsive, I bet this is making you all warm and tingly down in your naughty pussy. So if you want your <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>> Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<else>>honey<</if>> to let you orgasm after this then you need to open your mouth nice and wide for me", your butt stroking hand dipping down once more to rub teasingly across her slit. Her defences now well and truly down, Villin answers with a breathy whisper, "Yes p…p…please. Pl…please let your good bunny c…cum …. ahhhh …", her mouth stretched wide just as you asked of her. Taking advantage of her hazy state of lust and pleasure, you rapidly put things into motion, roughly shoving the dirty pink and black punky thong that you picked up into her awaiting drooling aperture, the act immediately shocking her back to her senses. Tutting, amusing yourself over your submissives reaction to having her own used panties stuffed against her tongue for her to taste, you inform her in the same saccharine tone you used previously, "Keep those firmly in your mouth sweetheart, or else I won’t be letting you cum afterwards. Seeing all that dirty laundry, and hearing all that noise you were causing, I though this would be a good solution to both problems. Remember to get them nice and wet, give them a good sucking while you’re at it, that way maybe they’ll be clean when they come out", her shock and acceptance only adding to your enjoyment of your play session. Not giving her too much time to dwell on the lingering mixed tastes of; cotton, her own sweat, and quite possibly her feminine slick, you return to spanking her. You do still get a few grunts, though well-behaved as ever, Villin does keep the panty-gag fully in her mouth, muffling the sound of her discomfort from your punishing smacks. Further, by the tail end of the session you’re also starting to notice something else, that being the delightful shade of red her thigh tops and visible sections of her rear have turned, only made more vivid by the natural paleness of her skin. With only three spanks left to dole out, you know exactly where you want them to land, dealing out three swift whacks in succession to her lace covered pussy. Whilst you do hear a much louder muted squeal than previously, you also take note of how damp her panties seem to be, her desire for this kind of treatment even more plainly laid out in your mind. Softly stroking her puffy inflamed labia through her panties, you reassuringly tell her, "Good girl. Good girl. You did so well sweetheart, and now you’ll get your reward. Keep that thong in your mouth still, as we don’t want you making too much noise, but feel free to cum whenever you’re ready", your needy bunny-girl girlfriend pressing her sore pussy back against your touch with renewed need. Pulling her panties to one side over where her slit is, her large swollen cock still resting beneath her, you start to play with her soaking wet cunt, fingering her hole whilst you rest your thumb against her clit. In your initial plans you’d intended to go slow and tease her out an orgasm over some time, but seeing how pent up she is after everything you decide to just help her push through, giving her all the pleasure she needs. All the while, the seductive way that she’s writhing, along with everything up to now have really got your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> stirring too, though you doubt with how intense everything is right now with Villin that you’ll get the chance to work on your own needs. With one last shuddering bound wiggle atop your lap, you’re pretty sure you know what just happened. Letting her have a moment to come down from her orgasmic high, during which time you suck your fingers clean of your submissives seductive wetness, your first point of action is to remove the thong from her mouth. Now drenched with her drool, you carefully put them to one side, but not before wiping away some of the spit from her mouth. Next of course comes undoing her bonds, the belts having done nicely to have stayed firm and effective throughout the whole session. Meanwhile, your girlfriend just breathes softly and contently, easily moved in an almost boneless airy sort of way. Lying yourself down before pulling the tired girl back against, you spoon up to her, cooing, "Good girl", as you kiss the back of her head. You do notice that she has some obvious wet cum stains in the front of her lacy purple panties, the orgasm seemingly having processed through both of her genitals, however, tired as she is you don’t think it would be a good idea to deal with it right now. "… did I do good …", she whispers dreamily as you cuddle, yawning and squirming just a little, her pert rear and fluffy tail rubbing up against you tantalizingly. And, like this you remain for a while, happy to just be together, napping and snuggling, Villin held protectively in your arms. … Realising that you need to leave soon, you groggily pull yourself up. Taking a moment to get yourself together, you [[prepare yourself to leave|Date Villin End]].

Wanting to go get some food, you ponder over all the options available within the facility, the amount truly astounding. However, having a bright idea, you decide it’d be nice to let Villin decide where she wants to eat, asking her, "Is there anywhere in particular you’d like to go for a meal?", curious to hear her decision. Thinking on it, Villin takes a while to make her mind up, finally saying quietly, "Hmm, could we maybe go for a Chinese take-out?", sounding a little unsure of herself as she does. Enquiring further, your bunny-girl girlfriend explains to you that, as much as she has amazing food all the time cooked by Mr Alfonsi, she just kind of craves having something quick and different. You get the impression that Villin would be happy going most anywhere really, just so long as she was sharing a meal with you, your date not particularly picky. Still, you can’t help but suspect that Villin doesn’t get too much in the way of junk food under the careful eye of the professional chef who fathers her. Finding a place named, "Royal Wok Noodle Garden", a tiny hole in the wall kind of joint, with only two tables inside it for those who want to eat in, you decide that it’s as good a choice as any. It’s actually quite quaint, a cute golden-looking cat statue on the counter, the place seemingly run by only a small old Chinese woman who potters between the till and large vats of sauce and rice. You choose a sweet and sour chicken dish, whilst Villin ends up ordering a noodle concoction that you’re not sure how to pronounce the name of, all of which comes along with a number of spring rolls, wantons and assorted starters to go accompany it. You have to wait a little while, but it certainly feels worth it, everything smelling mouth-wateringly delicious even if it does come in polystyrene containers. Not seeing any reason not too, you both stick around take-out to eat, squeezing everything onto one of the tiny tables more meant for leaning on whilst waiting. However, you’re pretty sure what you’re doing is okay, the sweet old owner making a few comments about how cute, "You lovebirds", are. It’s a lot of fun, especially sharing all the interesting starters. It doesn’t feel particularly healthy, much of the extras dripping with grease, but what it lacks in that it by far makes up for in taste. Even the petit Villin can’t help but eat a large portion, not wanting to miss out on trying any of the steaming hot dishes. In particular she seems to delight in the wantons, amusing herself immensely by dipping them into a side pot of sweet and sour sauce. The meal is also surprisingly relaxing, lacking any of the pressure that an expensive restaurant visit might bring. Eventually though, getting a little sleepy, [[Villin suggests you both go back to her apartment|Date Villin Apartment]].

Taking Villin for a wander around the shopping district, you’re curious to see what sort of stores she wants to take a look in. Of course, some of them are pretty normal. You know that Villin is into her jazz and indi music, so when she wants to stop off at a music store to look through the vintage CD’s and records that doesn’t surprise you at all. For an outdated industry, almost all music sold online in some format and most often as virtual reality concerts, it seems the store has a vibrant and active customer base. Browsing through the posters and general merchandise, Villin in a world of her own sorting through a crate of dusty vinyl records that the store owner has just brought in from a bought up storage lot, even from across the store you can see her excitement. After she’s finished with that, putting a few things to one side for her to pick up later, you go back to walking, your bunny-girl girlfriend stopping like a rock only a couple of storefronts later. Though, when you realize that the window display is filled with fancy-looking headphones you can understand why. Prying her away after a few minutes of longing stares, the price on the various sets so ridiculously high that you don’t know how anyone can afford them, you continue on. Where she wants to go next though really does catch you off-guard. Tugging on your arm, Villin points out a clothing store of all things, fashion not something you ever remember her particularly caring about. The shop in question named, "Twisted Anarchy", the sign styled all higgledy-piggledy, its interior having a cute yet punk-ish feel to it. Relenting, you go in with Villin, not wanting to quash the glee caught in her eyes. Dragging you along by your arm, you’re soon piled up with clothing that she wants to try out. For someone so timid usually, she’s remarkably comfortable here, enthralled by the racks of cut-off jeans and band t-shirts. Noticing a few skater dresses mixed into her collection, most of which are in blacks and purples, your girlfriend explains to you that she prefers something more casual usually, but dresses can be nice to wear too. Though, she does also note that she’s not a colourful dress kind of girl, finding black and other muted colours to work better for her. Next up, after loading you down with what she’s found, she asks you politely and slightly shyly if it’s okay for her to try them on for you, a sentiment you can surely get behind. Happy to see her trying on new looks, you wait outside the changing cubicle, Villin swapping out of outfits quickly so that you don’t get bored. She’s just so adorable, you can’t help thinking, watching as she shows off a long lacy black dress that looks particularly goth-y, a blush on her face as she twirls about for you. This goes on for a while, both of you having a good time and getting to know each other better. It’s nice to see the bunny-girl so relaxed, her flirty movements as she models clothing for you getting your blood pumping. Eventually though, getting a little sleepy and not deciding on anything, [[Villin suggests you both go back to her apartment|Date Villin Apartment]].

Following the directions you read from the sign, you eventually manage to find the temporary ice rink, though by your estimation it doesn’t appear particularly impermanent in design. Sized close to a full-length swimming pool and surrounded by a space for spectators to sit and watch, it just seems too huge and well-built not to be permanent. Including a café with a wooden chalet style design, scents of hot chocolate and pastries drifting to your nose, you’re sure you’ll have a wonderful date. Even more happily you discover that the whole thing is free, a facility attempt to advertise their upcoming skiing and snowboarding resort, a full simulated snowy mountain within the center’s confines. The counter worker supplying you both with appropriately sized ice skates, you take Villin over to one of the many benches, helping her get hers on first before pulling your own on, the shoes surprisingly comfortable in their fit. "This is so exciting", your girlfriend quietly giggles down at you as you’re tying her laces, "I’ve never done this before, and it’s all so pretty", her eyes sparkling from the twinkling fairy lights atop the rink barrier. "It does look nice. And, everyone seems to be enjoying themselves", you comment in return, serenely observing the couples, friends and families making circles around the rink, a few of the most daring venturing out closer to the middle. Leaning down to give you a brief peck on the nose, her face turning bright red immediately after realising what she did, Villin mumbles shyly, "..orry, couldn’t resist …", seemingly having gotten caught up on the moment. The way her face wrinkles up in embarrassment one of the most adorable things you’ve seen in a long while, you can’t help but laugh a little, yourself getting caught up in the levity of the situation too. Cupping her face in your hands, you give her a tender kiss on the lips, whispering flirtyly, "I couldn’t’ resist either. But if we get too worked up like this we might miss out on the ice-skating all together, which might be worth it if you keep looking this cute". Letting out a small squeak like a rabbit caught in the headlights, her embarrassed blush not abating, you do notice one difference. Her tiny jean shorts are stretching at the front. That, and the bunny-girl starting to pant with need give you the impression that you have a positive effect on her. Not wanting to go any further in such a public place, you take her hand, helping her up. "Lets get some ice skating in. Do you have any idea how to do it?, you ask, Villin glad that you’ve changed the topic. "Um … no", Villin whispers shyly, chewing on her lip. "I don’t either. I’m sure we’ll figure it out", you tell her jokingly, breaking the tension and getting a warm smile from the small girl in return. Easing Villin out onto the ice and taking a firm hold of her hand, you wait until she has managed to get some degree of balance. She struggles a bit, but with her other hand holding onto the barrier and you helping steady her she eventually manages to gain a tentatively balanced stance. Next comes your turn, confidence filling you with now that you’ve seen your girlfriend manage it. Of course, it turns out to be much more difficult than you imagined, the world spinning as you land heavily on your <<checkAss>> rear only moment after putting your foot on the ice. "Are you okay <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>?", the lavender haired bunny-girl asks worriedly, bending down to try and pick you up only to end up landing on top of you in a heap. Slightly winded, you can’t help but find the whole thing humorous, even if you bottom feels kind of sore. Pulling an arm around her to give her a cuddle, you respond in turn, "Are you okay sweetheart? I think we could both do with a couple of lessons in this. But, I’m sure we’ll manage to figure it out with only a couple more tumbles", kissing her atop the hair comfortingly. Thankfully neither of you have sustained any harm from the tiny fall, especially Villin who was cushioned by your presence. Clambering back up after a moments rest, you both try again, a few more tumbles occurring in your near future. But, through effort and perseverance, you do manage to do a clumsy circle of the rink without collapsing, keeping balance becoming slightly easier now that you’ve got the hang of it. "We did it!", you cheer, wobbling a little as you wave your arms in victory, still holding hands with your adorable bunny-girl girlfriend. "Yeah", she smiles in response, "Before today I thought I was pretty fit, but … well, I fell over a lot there. Guess I’m not going to become a figure skater anytime soon", the mirth of the situation easily visible on the edges of her lips and the corners of her eyes. Enjoying the moment, it does bring up a topic that you’re quite interested in to mind. Curious, you ask, "Did you want to become a figure skater before?", wondering if she was just joking. However, shrugging, Villin answers slightly wistfully, "Not really, but it does look pretty, you know. I was half hoping that I’d find something new that I had a natural talent for. Then again, there would be big crowds watching … and some of those outfits too!", a shudder of nervousness coming across her. "But what about your piano playing? That’s pretty impressive", you add, remembering how talented she seemed to be musically when you visited the restaurant before. Blushing once again, Villin tries to shoo off the praise, embarrassed and modest, "I’m not that good really … and there are so many people watching when I do it. Also, how many people make a successful career out of that? Guess that’s just something I’ve been thinking off lately. Not going to be as an ice skater though, that’s for sure". Not wanting to push the topic further, sensing that it’s a thorny topic, you move on chatting about more normal matters. At the same time you skate a little further, making a few extra circuits of the rink whilst hand-in-hand. It’s much more fun when you’re not ending up on your bum, and you even risk going out from the outskirts briefly before finding it too tough to manage. But, soon you need a break, and decide to stop off at the café, getting hot chocolate for you and Villin, a fact she’s especially appreciative of. Eventually though, getting a little sleepy from all the exercise, [[Villin suggests you both go back to her apartment|Date Villin Apartment]].

An hour later you’re standing with Villin pressed up against your front, waiting for the band to come out. The stadium is huge, much larger than you expected, filled with at least a few thousand people between the seats and standing space. Of course, you and Villin are in the priority standing area, an additionally cut off area that’s closer and more central to the stage, meaning that the two of you are basically front row to the show. The mass chattering of the revellers filing in playing out in the background, their anticipation for the show palpable, you look upon the bands symbol. Amusingly, Villin didn’t seem wrong when she said they were risqué, as before you resides a black backdrop featuring the white silhouette of a naked woman with her legs spread, the bands name, "Altar of Venus", artistically scrawled across it. Your girlfriend on the other hand is now kitted out with a full raft of, "Altar of Venus", emblazoned clothing and souvenirs, including; a showy black tank top with the logo centred on the chest that shoes off her belly button, a rather short black and pink tartan punk skirt with the bands sign on the crotch, underneath that and out of view a black logo fronted thong, atop her head a black beanie with the same band symbol, and that’s not to mention all the posters and CD’s that you stowed away in a locker before coming in. Indeed, it seems that the contest tickets came with some extra prizes, and seeing as she won them you were happy to let her take the free gifts from both the tickets. Of course, in her excitement Villin couldn’t resist immediately changing into it all in one of the stadium bathroom’s, leaving you with the duty of guarding the door for her, though you did get to see her bra-less breasts as she got dressed in her new punk gear, getting a good eyeful of her sexy double-cross nipple piercings. "It’s almost started! I hope they do ‘Bucket of Love’, that song’s the hottest!", your purple-haired companion squeals back towards you, bringing you back to the moment. Smiling as you enjoy how outgoing her excitement has caused her to become, a thought does come to mind. Curious, you ask Villin as you push up further against her from behind to ensure that you’re heard, "Didn’t expect you to be into a punk band, your clothing style excluded. I though you were more into Jazz and Blues? What was that folk-y jazz-y band that you were into again?". Humming happily, energetic to the point of vibrating, in a melodic voice Villin responds, "I like lots of music, though Jazz are Blues are my favourite. But Alter of Love are just so cool, and the band are all really sexy, and they’re just so … so … confident. That they can go up on stage basically naked, and then can sing all those naughty lyrics, it’s just so cool!", adding in an almost inaudible, "Kind of makes me jealous", though you get the feeling the last comment was more to herself than anything. Before you get a chance to follow up on that topic the band start to come out on stage. Thankfully, having seen all the merchandise you’re already informed about who they all are, making identifying who’s who much easier. However, you’re pretty sure at this point that your girlfriend was not joking, the whole band completely in the nude. First comes out the lead singer, ‘Panty Hamster’, a short-haired brunette with a wide pink stripe running through the middle of her spiked hairdo. With a smattering of freckles and matching thick pink makeup, she’s kind of cute, but what stands out the most is her massive bright pink pubic bush. Next appears, ‘Flowerpot’, the drummer who’s a tiny redhead with long luxurious floor-length hair, and a pussy which gapes lewdly, long labia splaying out to each side. Finally arrives, ‘Love Button’, the guitarist, a tall confident looking blonde with a refined updo, her sultry expression telling you that’s she’s on top of the world at the moment. Though, you spot where her name likely came from too, her clit bulbous to the point that it resembles a thumb, pierced multiple times down its length with golden hoops. After a quick moment of instrument checking, which you assume is just a formality given how quickly they go about it, the lead singer grabs the mic and shouts out, "Hey there fans and fan-nettes! You know who we are, and today we’re rocking out The Repurposing Center! I’m Panty Hamster, they’re Love Button and Flowerpot, and we are Altar of Venus!", the crowd breaking out into a wall of riotous cheers at her announcement, Villin cheering right along with them. Starting into a song called, "Poll Stroker", a fast-paced punky anthem about a girl who’s obsessed with touching lamp polls. Of course, the song is filled with inuendo, and you get the distinct impression it’s about rubbing against cocks, though that’s only partially because during the singing of it ‘Panty Hamster’ spends most of her time literally humping the mic stand until she orgasms dramatically in a spray across the stage. Aroused, and if her gyrations back towards you are anything to go by your girlfriend feeling similarly, you get a naughty thought in your head. What if you fucked Villin from behind during the concert? Not out in the open, that’d probably embarrass your shy girl too much, but with her new short skirt and how close together the two of you are, you could probably slip into her surreptitiously if you tried. <<if $penis>>Sinking your cock into her would feel good, and you have no doubt that the both of you are turned off enough that it’d be enjoyable and memorable, still even if you managed to keep it secret it might embarrass Villin too much<<else>>Sadly, without a cock or a strap on there’s not many options for you here, at least ones that would pleasure the both of you. Masturbating her might be an option, but you’re worried if she’s the only one getting played with it might be too embarrassing for her, not to mention how horny you are already without having played with your girlfriend that way<</if>>. Do you: <<if $penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")>> [[Try to have some subtle sex with Villin while you both watch the concert|Date Villin Mid Date Sex][if($villinRelationship<=95){$villinRelationship += 5;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;}; ; if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;}; $timesFuckedPussy += 1; $holderInt = 1]]<</if>> [[Cuddle up behind Villin as you both watch the concert|Date Villin Mid Date Cuddle][if($villinRelationship<=97){$villinRelationship += 3;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]]

Deciding not do anything too untoward<<if !$penis>>, though lacking the proper equipment to go about it really,<</if>> you instead wrap your arms around Villin, pulling her warmly towards your <<if $breastSize >0>><<checkBreast>> breasts<<else>>chest<</if>>. <<if $height > 65>>Thankfully, as tall as you are in comparison to her, you can still see the show, your girlfriend nestling comfortably against your form<<else>>Sadly, due to your short stature you have to lean around your girlfriend to still see the show, one of the many downsides of being so small<</if>>. Amusingly, to your slight surprise Villin moves one of your arms slightly, making it so that you’re now holding onto her only lightly covered breast, the thin material of her cropped tank top allowing you to feel the presence of her hard pierced nipple. Given her usually more shy personality you wouldn’t have thought her capable of doing something so lewd in public, though you suppose between her arousal and the atmosphere of the show it isn’t too shocking. Increasingly turned on, the band now playing a song called, "Wandering Hands", to which ‘Panty Hamster’ is groping and fingering ‘Love Button’ as she sings, you feel <<if $penis>>rock hard<<else>>soaking wet<</if>> as you rub against your girlfriends heart-shaped rump and fluffy lavender bunny-tail. Leaning forward to whisper into Villin’s ear, you tell her lustily, "You know you’re going to have to deal with this afterwards you tease of a bunny", emphasising your words by giving her breast a firm squeeze, an action which makes your sweet partner shake slightly against you. Whilst you can’t be sure, you suspect that as worked up and pumping with adrenaline as she is, that it’s entirely possible she just had a tiny orgasm from you just playing with her boob. Turning her head as far as she can in her current position, eyes now lidded with obvious desire, she responds to you sweetly, only audible to you, "I owe you one … any naughty thing you want … I’ll think up something super sexy as a thank you", her dirty promise only making your own need even more pronounced as you resolve yourself to watch the band play. … "I can’t believe they did ‘Girl Group’ as an encore, that was so good, and they looked so hot together like that. Not to mention when they did, ‘Stretched To Breaking’, I didn’t think you could fit so much in … you know", Villin giggles, her usual shyer personality coming back to the fore as she realizes how overtly sexual the things she’s talking about are, a blush once more begging to form. "They were pretty good", you admit, having enjoyed yourself even if the best part was still seeing how happy it all made your girlfriend, "And you looked great in that cute little skirt", you add, surreptitiously cupping her wonderful butt as you pull her into a passionate sloppy kiss. Pulling away from you with a much deeper crimson colour to her cheeks now, Villin looks away embarrassedly, saying, "But … uh, where am I going to put all the souvenirs. Like that poster … I’ll, um, have to find somewhere to put that in my … room" , to change the subject. Smiling to yourself at how cute she gets when she’s like this, you don’t push the subject, instead just kissing her sweetly and reaching out to hold her one empty hand. Happily accepting your romantic gesture, both of you laden with the bags of her concert swag, [[you both go back to her apartment|Date Villin Apartment]].

<<orgasm>>Deciding to <<if $penis>>put forward your plan of sticking your cock in your girlfriend from behind<<else>>try to fuck your girlfriend with a strap-on from behind the first thing you do is cautiously slip the device into place, making sure that nobody sees what you’re doing. After that,<</if>> you wrap your arms around Villin, pulling her warmly towards your <<if $breastSize >0>><<checkBreast>> breasts<<else>>chest<</if>>. <<if $height > 65>>Thankfully, as tall as you are in comparison to her, you can still see the show, your girlfriend nestling comfortably against your form<<else>>Sadly, due to your short stature you have to lean around your girlfriend to still see the show, one of the many downsides of being so small<</if>>. Amusingly, to your slight surprise Villin moves one of your arms slightly, making it so that you’re now holding onto her only lightly covered breast, the thin material of her cropped tank top allowing you to feel the presence of her hard pierced nipple. Given her usually more shy personality you wouldn’t have thought her capable of doing something so lewd in public, though you suppose between her arousal and the atmosphere of the show it isn’t too shocking. Even more so, it only spurs you on further to implement your naughty plan. Increasingly turned on, the band now playing a song called, "Wandering Hands", to which ‘Panty Hamster’ is groping and fingering ‘Love Button’ as she sings, you feel <<if $penis>>rock hard<<else>>soaking wet<</if>> as you rub your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>faux-dick<</if>> against your girlfriends heart-shaped rump and fluffy lavender bunny-tail. Thankfully, due to how close you are, not to mention the camouflage and access her new skirt offers, it’s easy to conceal what you’re doing from everyone but the two of you. Leaning forward to whisper into Villin’s ear, you tell her lustily, "You know with all this teasing you’re going to have to deal with this for me, my naughty little bunny", emphasising your words by giving her breast a firm squeeze, an action which makes your sweet partner shake slightly against you. Whilst you can’t be sure, you suspect that as worked up and pumping with adrenaline as she is, that it’s entirely possible she just had a tiny orgasm from you just playing with her boob. "R…really?", she responds breathily, trembling faintly in your grasp, "We … yes … so hot …", her butt rubbing back against you as her assent is given in horniness-scrambled speech. Kissing her neck passionately, still massaging her breast, you cautiously you continue your dirty-talk whispers, telling her, "Normally so shy, my sweet bunny is willing to get fucked in the middle of a huge crowd today? Do you think the band will see too? If they do they’ll probably think you’re a dirty slutty groupie, unable to contain yourself watching their show. Maybe it’ll even turn them on?". Tensing in your grasp, you hear her exclaim more sheepishly, "No … not that …", her breathing deepening in thrilled excitement. "If you don’t want that, then you’ll just have to try really hard to stay quiet and act like nothing’s happening. Though, it doesn’t matter to me, the only people who’ll be able to see are the band, and it’s not like they’re going to complain seeing what they’re up to", you explain, giving her hard nipple a good squeeze for emphasis, at the same time tentatively teasing her sopping wet slit with your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>$currentStrapOnDildo<</if>> as you slip it up underneath her new sexy skirt. At first you wonder if possibly Villin will balk at all of this, trying to put a stop to things going any further. But, what happens next both surprises and excites you, your submissive girlfriend so turned on that she pushes back onto you so quickly that she’s immediately filled to the hilt. Letting out a soft, "Oooo …", biting her lip to stifle the moan becoming any louder, you’re sure you also heard a wet squelching sound accompany it above the raucous music and partying. "You just ate that all up! Must have been hungry for this!", you laugh in her ear, beginning to rhythmically grind your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>strap-on<</if>> deeply against her sensitive walls, not able to pull out too far out of a fear of being caught. Amusingly, Villin squeals back a muted, "M…m…more please … harder …", her feminine channel grasping onto you as if it doesn’t want you to ever let go. "Naughty girl … if I go much harder then you’ll surely get caught …", you taunt her, slamming roughly into her and disguising it as a particularly passionate moment of hugging, the intense sensation causing you to clamp down on her shoulder in a soft bite to stop yourself from moaning this time. Quickly rocketing towards your joint orgasms as you continue grinding together, your bunny-girlfriend whimpering and mewling into her hand, you manage to muster enough composer to command her, "You better hold off cumming until I do … otherwise I might be tempted to … HURGH … tempted to give you a spanking right here in front of everyone". Getting a tiny squeaked, "Yes <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>my Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<else>>honey<</if>>", in return, you watch as she concentrates with some difficulty to hold back her ensuing climax, your own completion not too far away either. Now close to the finishing zone, so to speak, you picking up the pace with your thrusts, glad that the punky rock music is fast-paced enough for your gyrations not to look out of place. "Here! It! Comes!", you growl lustily as you grind deeply against Villin, finally reaching your peak. <<if $penis>>Pumping a hot thick splurge of cum deep into your girlfriend’s needy cunt<<else>>Your strap-on funnelling your fem-cum out in a hot thick blast<</if>>, you can tell that’s all the permission she needed, Villin shaking frantically within your firm hold as you grunt dirty-talk to her, "Greedy cum-bunny! Little … exhibitionist-slut! Good girl, cum for m!e". Her fem-cum now smeared down your length, you carefully remove it as she pants with exhaustion, leaning back against you for support. It’s not too tough to get yourself all back in place as if nothing happened, though you suspect that with her short skirt Villin might have to be more careful unless she wants someone to spot your <<if $penis>>sperm<<else>>combined feminine squirt<</if>> leaking down her thighs. Still, you can’t help but feel on top of the world given the powerful cum you just experienced together with your girlfriend, certainly a memorable experience given the setting. Sweatily turning her head as far as she can in her current position, eyes now lidded with tired satiation, she responds to you sweetly, only audible to you, "I owe you one … any naughty thing you want … I’ll think up something super sexy as a thank you", her highly sexual promise almost making you ready to go again as you resolve yourself to watch the band play. … "I can’t believe they did ‘Girl Group’ as an encore, that was so good, and they looked so hot together like that. Not to mention when they did, ‘Stretched To Breaking’, I didn’t think you could fit so much in … you know", Villin giggles, her usual shyer personality coming back to the fore as she realizes how overtly sexual the things she’s talking about are, a blush once more begging to form. "They were pretty good", you admit, having enjoyed yourself even if the best part was still seeing how happy it all made your girlfriend, "And you did great too. Wiggling that cute butt of yours in that tiny skirt", you add, surreptitiously cupping her wonderful butt as you pull her into a passionate sloppy kiss. Pulling away from you with a much deeper crimson colour to her cheeks now, Villin looks away embarrassedly, saying, "But … uh, where am I going to put all the souvenirs. Like that poster … I’ll, um, have to find somewhere to put that in my … room" , to change the subject. Smiling to yourself at how cute she is when she’s embarrassed, especially in contrast to her self-muffled squeals of pleasure, you don’t push the subject, instead just kissing her sweetly and reaching out to hold her one empty hand. Happily accepting your romantic gesture, both of you laden with the bags of her concert swag, [[you both go back to her apartment|Date Villin Apartment]].

Looking over the available hair supplies available for your usage in the bathroom, along with those you’ve brought with you from your room, you begin contemplating various hair style options. Making use of a nearby computer terminal, it allows you to plan things out before you try them, giving you some expert advice on how to achieve your desired look. <hr>Hair Styling Plan Hair <<if $femininity >= 0>>Brushing<<else>>Combing<</if>> <<if $hairComb>><<checkbox "$hairComb" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$hairComb" false true>><</if>> <table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Hair Style</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">None <<if $plannedHairStyle == 0>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 0 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 0>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage"><<if $hairLength >= 5>>[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/RedLongStraight.png]]<<else>>[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/RedShortStraight.png]]<</if>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Curly <<if $plannedHairStyle == 4>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 4 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 4>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/BlackCurl.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $hairLength >= 4>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Ringlets <<if $plannedHairStyle == 5>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 5 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 5>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/BlondeRing.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Loose Bun <<if $plannedHairStyle == 6>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 6 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 6>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/BrownLBun.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Braided <<if $plannedHairStyle == 7>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 7 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 7>><</if>> Bun</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/RedBBun.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Loose Pigtails <<if $plannedHairStyle == 8>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 8 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 8>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/BlackLPig.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Braided Pigtails <<if $plannedHairStyle == 9>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 9 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 9>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/BlondeBPig.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Loose Ponytail <<if $plannedHairStyle == 10>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 10 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 10>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/BrownLPony.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Braided Ponytail <<if $plannedHairStyle == 11>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 11 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$plannedHairStyle" 11>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div class="smallHairImage">[img[TRCimgs/Hair Styles/RedBPony.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table> <table class="singleTable"><th>Additional Hair Accessories Colour</th> <tr>Black <<if $hairAdditionColour == "None">><<set $hairAdditionColour = "black">><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "black" checked>><<elseif $hairAdditionColour == "black">><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "black" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "black">><</if>></tr> <tr>White <<if $hairAdditionColour == "white">><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "white" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "white">><</if>></tr> <tr>Red <<if $hairAdditionColour == "red">><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "red" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "red">><</if>></tr> <tr>Blue <<if $hairAdditionColour == "blue">><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "blue" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "blue">><</if>></tr> <tr>Green <<if $hairAdditionColour == "green">><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "green" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "green">><</if>></tr> <tr>Pink <<if $hairAdditionColour == "pink">><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "pink" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "pink">><</if>></tr> <tr>Purple <<if $hairAdditionColour == "purple">><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "purple" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "purple">><</if>></tr> <tr>Bronze <<if $hairAdditionColour == "bronze">><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "bronze" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "bronze">><</if>></tr> <tr>Silver <<if $hairAdditionColour == "silver">><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "silver" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "silver">><</if>></tr> <tr>Gold <<if $hairAdditionColour == "gold">><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "gold" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "gold">><</if>></tr> <tr>Rainbow <<if $hairAdditionColour == "rainbow">><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "rainbow" checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hairAdditionColour" "rainbow">><</if>></tr> </table> Additional Hair Accessories Hair Ribbons <<if $plannedHairRibbons>><<checkbox "$plannedHairRibbons" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$plannedHairRibbons" false true>><</if>> Hair Beads <<if $plannedHairBeads>><<checkbox "$plannedHairBeads" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$plannedHairBeads" false true>><</if>> Hair Bows <<if $plannedHairBows>><<checkbox "$plannedHairBows" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$plannedHairBows" false true>><</if>> Hair Clips <<if $plannedHairClips>><<checkbox "$plannedHairClips" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$$plannedHairClips" false true>><</if>> Do you: [[Save plan|Dorm Bathroom Hair Plan Confirm]] [[Save and apply plan|Dorm Bathroom Hair Plan And Style Confirm][$hairRibbons = $plannedHairRibbons; $hairBeads = $plannedHairBeads; $hairBows = $plannedHairBows; $hairClips = $plannedHairClips]] <<return "Cancel Planning">>

Examining your options you begin to experiment with various ideas on how to style your hair. Thankfully the computer console doesn’t charge you for the privilege, the costs only applied to the styling and hair care products that the facility is willing to provide. You do wonder whether using their products is cost effective, but not seeing any good alternative as you can do is shrug and keep the thought in mind. It takes a while for you to put together a hair regime that you’re happy with, the amount of possibilities the system offers you immense, but eventually you make your decision saving it to the computer so that you can easily pull up the tutorials and advice pages related to your plan. With your plans all in place, you begin to implement your planned hair style<<if $hairComb>><<set $ggp -= 10>><<if $hairLength >= 5 && $hairProfessionalCountDown == 0>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<elseif $hairLength < 5 && $hairProfessionalCountDown == 0>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>>, starting by giving it a quick <<if $femininity >= 0>>brush<<else>>comb<</if>><<if $hairProfessionalCountDown > 0>>, which is difficult given the professional setting agents still in your hair<</if>><</if>>. <<if $plannedHairStyle != 0>><<set $ggp -= 20>>The main body of work is styling your hair<<if $hairProfessionalCountDown == 0>><<set $hairStyle = $plannedHairStyle>> taking time to achieve your planned <<checkHairStyle>> look<<else>>, sadly due to the professional hair styling you recently received it’s not possible to change your hairs style<</if>>. <</if>><<if $plannedHairRibbons || $plannedHairBeads || $plannedHairBows || $plannedHairClips>>Afterwards you start adding in an assortment of <<if $plannedHairRibbons>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<set $hairRibbons = true>>silk hair ribbons, <</if>><<if $plannedHairBeads>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<set $hairBeads = true>>shiny glass beads, <</if>><<if $plannedHairBows>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<set $hairBows = true>>cute little hair bows, <</if>><<if $plannedHairClips>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<set $hairClips = true>>stylish looking hair clips, <</if>>all of which are a beautiful $hairAdditionColour. <</if>>The whole haircare process costing you <<set _morningHairCost = 0>><<if $hairComb>><<set _morningHairCost += 10>><</if>><<if $plannedHairStyle != 0>><<set _morningHairCost += 20>><</if>><<if $hairRibbons>><<set _morningHairCost += 5>><</if>><<if $hairBeads>><<set _morningHairCost += 5>><</if>><<if $hairBows>><<set _morningHairCost += 5>><</if>><<if $hairClips>><<set _morningHairCost += 5>><</if>>_morningHairCost G.G.P. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Your hair is <<checkHair>> and the colour of your hair is $hairColour. It is <<checkHairType>> in composition whilst being styled to appear as a <<checkHairStyle>><<if $hairStyle == 1 || $hairStyle == 2>> style<</if>><<if $fringe>>, with a fringe<</if>>. You have added <<if $currentHairAccessory == "None">>no main accessory on it<<else>>a $currentHairAccessory on it<</if>>, and have <<if !$hairRibbons && !$hairBeads && !$hairBows && !$hairClips>>not put anything else in it<<else>>worked into it<<if $hairRibbons>> various pretty silk ribbons,<</if>><<if $hairBeads>> an assortment of glass beads,<</if>><<if $hairBows>> a selection of small adorable bows,<</if>><<if $hairClips>> a few stylish hairclips to keep it all in place<</if>>, all of which are a $hairAdditionColour colour<</if>>. <<if $hairProfessionalCountDown > 0>>After having you hair professionally styled, it’s stuck in its current format and likely will remain so for another $hairProfessionalCountDown days unless restyled by an expert. <</if>><<calcMakeupStyle>> Content with the results and not needing to do any more touch ups, you once again find yourself [[standing around in the dorm bathroom|Dorm Bathroom]].

You decide on the option to have your <<if $holderInt == 1>>hair’s growth frozen<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>hair’s growth speed hastened<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>hair removed of its previous treatments<</if>>, pointing out your selection on the wall menu to Anna. She gives a short bow, as she takes it chiming quietly a, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, a very good choice". Gently directing you towards one of the comfortable salon hair treatment chairs she runs over to a table top, looking over a selection of brightly coloured bottles. "<<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName, the hair treatments ... we offer here are very impressive, it doesn't ... take long, and … is a simple process to apply. You should find that … <<if $holderInt == 1>>your hair will stop growing on its own … so there should be less issue with keeping it at the length you prefer<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>your hair will begin growing at a significantly faster rate, maybe even twice as quick as before … that should allow you to reach very long lengths with ease<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>any previous treatments you’ve received on your hair will … be removed, without any damage or issue<</if>>", the quiet woman explains, occasionally stopping to collect herself. Walking back over to you, Anna is now carrying a glass bottle filled with a clear<<if $holderInt == 1>>red<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>yellow<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>blue<</if>> coloured liquid, topped with a spray nozzle. Lying back in the chair, you let Anna get to work, spraying the contents of the bottle on your <<checkHair>> hair and carefully working it in with her latex encased fingers. Watching her in the large mirror, you see she looks much more confident, lost in her work. After a few minutes of ensuring the mixture has an even covering Anna takes a step back, grabbing something that looks a bit like a hairdryer. Without saying anything, she continues her task, running the hairdryer shaped device around your head. Every so often a bright flash of light springs from the device, the hair its being pointed at suddenly becoming slightly warm, the sensation running all the way up to the roots. Another 10 minutes later, Anna puts down the hairdryer like device, her face somewhere in between an excited giddiness and her usual submissive attitude. "Is <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> happy with everything?", she asks, picking up a hand mirror from the counter, holding it behind you so that you can get a full view of your hair to check that it doesn’t look any different. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Your $hairColour <<checkHair>> hair, styled in a <<checkHairStyle>> style, though that isn’t surprising given the long-term effect you were expecting. Smiling, you nod your assent. Anna gives you a wide, heart-warming smile, obviously glad you are content with her work. Happy with your finished treatment [[you go back to considering salon treatments|Salon Transformation Options]].

You ask to have your hair cut to allow a fringe, pointing at the wall-mounted menu. Anna gives a short bow, chiming quietly a, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>, a very good choice". Gently directing you towards one of the comfortable salon hair treatment chairs she runs over to a table top, looking over a tray containing a selection of scissors and hair styling tools. "<<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> $firstName, thank you for letting me cut your hair ... with all the new technical treatments ... I just don't get to do it myself much. Don't worry though ... I'm properly trained. Just thanks, <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>>", the quiet woman explains, occasionally stopping to collect herself, a slightly wistful look in her eyes. A moments pause later she picks up the tray of supplies, placing it on top of a wheeled cart, which she rolls over to your seat. Without a word she gets to work, combing, cutting, occasionally spraying the front of your hair with a number of different spray bottles. Looking in the mirror you can see the concentration etched on Anna's face, cutting your forward-most hair with the meticulous detail of an expert. About 5 minutes later she puts down the scissors and comb, taking a step back. Her face somewhere in between an excited giddiness and her usual submissive attitude. "Is <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>mister<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>valued customer<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>miss<<else>>mister<</if>> happy with the new fringe I’ve cut?", she asks, picking up a hand mirror from the counter, holding it at various angles so you can get a better idea of how your fringe will look. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Your $hairColour hair is now <<checkHair>>, now in a <<checkHairStyle>> style with a fringe at the front. Smiling, you nod your assent. Anna gives you a wide, heart-warming smile, obviously glad you are content with her work. Happy with your new fringe [[you go back to considering salon treatments|Salon Transformation Options]]

Inspecting the computer console you bring up your previously saved hair styling plan. Reading it through, along with the related tutorials and advice pages, you start to figure out how you’re going to go about things. Collecting up the necessary hair care and styling supplies that you’ll need, you assemble them in front of one of the many sink and mirror combinations, ready to get things underway. With that in mind, you begin to implement your planned hair style<<if $hairComb>><<set $ggp -= 10>><<if $hairLength >= 5 && $hairProfessionalCountDown == 0>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<elseif $hairLength < 5 && $hairProfessionalCountDown == 0>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>>, starting by giving it a quick <<if $femininity >= 0>>brush<<else>>comb<</if>><<if $hairProfessionalCountDown > 0>>, which is difficult given the professional setting agents still in your hair<</if>><</if>>. <<if $plannedHairStyle != 0>><<set $ggp -= 20>>The main body of work is styling your hair<<if $hairProfessionalCountDown == 0>><<set $hairStyle = $plannedHairStyle>> taking time to achieve your planned <<checkHairStyle>> look<<else>>, sadly due to the professional hair styling you recently received it’s not possible to change your hairs style<</if>>. <</if>><<if $plannedHairRibbons || $plannedHairBeads || $plannedHairBows || $plannedHairClips>>Afterwards you start adding in an assortment of <<if $plannedHairRibbons>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<set $hairRibbons = true>>silk hair ribbons, <</if>><<if $plannedHairBeads>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<set $hairBeads = true>>shiny glass beads, <</if>><<if $plannedHairBows>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<set $hairBows = true>>cute little hair bows, <</if>><<if $plannedHairClips>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<set $hairClips = true>>stylish looking hair clips, <</if>>all of which are a beautiful $hairAdditionColour. <</if>>The whole haircare process costing you <<set _morningHairCost = 0>><<if $hairComb>><<set _morningHairCost += 10>><</if>><<if $plannedHairStyle != 0>><<set _morningHairCost += 20>><</if>><<if $hairRibbons>><<set _morningHairCost += 5>><</if>><<if $hairBeads>><<set _morningHairCost += 5>><</if>><<if $hairBows>><<set _morningHairCost += 5>><</if>><<if $hairClips>><<set _morningHairCost += 5>><</if>>_morningHairCost G.G.P. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Your hair is <<checkHair>> and the colour of your hair is $hairColour. It is <<checkHairType>> in composition whilst being styled to appear as a <<checkHairStyle>><<if $hairStyle == 1 || $hairStyle == 2>> style<</if>><<if $fringe>>, with a fringe<</if>>. You have added <<if $currentHairAccessory == "None">>no main accessory on it<<else>>a $currentHairAccessory on it<</if>>, and have <<if !$hairRibbons && !$hairBeads && !$hairBows && !$hairClips>>not put anything else in it<<else>>worked into it<<if $hairRibbons>> various pretty silk ribbons,<</if>><<if $hairBeads>> an assortment of glass beads,<</if>><<if $hairBows>> a selection of small adorable bows,<</if>><<if $hairClips>> a few stylish hairclips to keep it all in place<</if>>, all of which are a $hairAdditionColour colour<</if>>. <<if $hairProfessionalCountDown > 0>>After having you hair professionally styled, it’s stuck in its current format and likely will remain so for another $hairProfessionalCountDown days unless restyled by an expert. <</if>><<calcMakeupStyle>> Content with the results and not needing to do any more touch ups, you once again find yourself [[standing around in the dorm bathroom|Dorm Bathroom]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Black Hair Band">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Black Hair Band, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Tiny Pink Top Hat">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Tiny Pink Top Hat, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

Stood before a bank of glass-fronted vending machines, you can clearly see that they’re full of rows upon rows of hair accessories. Each one of the miniature stores is signposted as a, "QwickShop", the distinctive font hinting that this is some sort of chain brand. Accessed through a small keypad, it thankfully seems to accept both standard currencies and facility points. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide hair accessory options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('items') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('items') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('items') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide hair accessory options</button><div id="items" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Black Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Black Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Hair Band|Qwick Shop Black Hair Band][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlackHairband.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">White Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("White Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain white padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("White Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Hair Band|Qwick Shop White Hair Band][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/WhiteHairband.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain red padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Hair Band|Qwick Shop Red Hair Band][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/RedHairband.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Blue Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Blue Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain blue padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Blue Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Hair Band|Qwick Shop Blue Hair Band][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlueHairband.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain pink padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Hair Band|Qwick Shop Pink Hair Band][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkHairband.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain pink grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Head Bow|Qwick Shop Pink Head Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain red grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Head Bow|Qwick Shop Red Head Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/RedHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Blue Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Blue Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain blue grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Blue Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Head Bow|Qwick Shop Blue Head Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlueHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Green Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Green Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain green grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Green Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Green Head Bow|Qwick Shop Green Head Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/GreenHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Black Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Black Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Head Bow|Qwick Shop Black Head Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlackHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Tiny Black Top Hat<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Tiny Black Top Hat") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A tiny black top hat that mounts your head with a concealed hair clip to keep it in place. The general style of wearing it is slightly off-center, the eye-catching pretty accessory more meant for fashion than function. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Tiny Black Top Hat") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Tiny Black Top Hat|Qwick Shop Tiny Black Top Hat][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlackTinyTopHat.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Tiny Pink Top Hat<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Tiny Pink Top Hat") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A tiny pink top hat that mounts your head with a concealed hair clip to keep it in place. The general style of wearing it is slightly off-center, the eye-catching pretty accessory more meant for fashion than function. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Tiny Pink Top Hat") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Tiny Pink Top Hat|Qwick Shop Tiny Pink Top Hat][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkTinyTopHat.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Dog Ear Clips<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Dog Ear Clips") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like floppy brown dog ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Dog Ear Clips") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Dog Ear Clips|Qwick Shop Dog Ear Clips][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/DogEarHairClip.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Cat Ear Clips<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Cat Ear Clips") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like sleek black cat ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Cat Ear Clips") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Cat Ear Clips|Qwick Shop Cat Ear Clips][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/CatEarHairClip.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Bunny Ear Clips<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Bunny Ear Clips") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like upright white bunny ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Bunny Ear Clips") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Bunny Ear Clips|Qwick Shop Bunny Ear Clips][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BunnyEarHairClip.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Fox Ear Clips<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Fox Ear Clips") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like furry red fox ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Fox Ear Clips") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Fox Ear Clips|Qwick Shop Fox Ear Clips][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/FoxEarHairClip.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Dog Ear Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Dog Ear Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur ears that are styled to appear like floppy brown dog ears, attached to an equally furry hair band. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Dog Ear Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Dog Ear Hair Band|Qwick Shop Dog Ear Hair Band][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/DogEarHairband.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Cow Ear Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Cow Ear Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur ears that are styled to appear like droopy black and white cow ears, attached to an equally furry hair band along with a pair of nubby cow horns. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Cow Ear Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Cow Ear Hair Band|Qwick Shop Cow Ear Hair Band][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/CowEarHairBand.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Horse Ear Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Horse Ear Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake felt ears that are styled to appear like tall black horses’ ears, attached to a felt wrapped hair band. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Horse Ear Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Horse Ear Hair Band|Qwick Shop Horse Ear Hair Band][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/HorseEarHairBand.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div></div> <a data-passage="Salon">Finish looking at the vending machines</a>

<<addToHairAccessories "Tiny Black Top Hat">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Tiny Black Top Hat, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Dog Ear Clips">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a set of Dog Ear Clips, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Cat Ear Clips">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a set of Cat Ear Clips, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Bunny Ear Clips">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a set of Bunny Ear Clips, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Fox Ear Clips">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a set of Fox Ear Clips, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "White Hair Band">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a White Hair Band, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Green Head Bow">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Green Head Bow, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Blue Head Bow">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Blue Head Bow, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gft bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Red Head Bow">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Red Head Bow, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Pink Head Bow">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Pink Head Bow, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Pink Hair Band">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Pink Hair Band, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Blue Hair Band">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Blue Hair Band, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Red Hair Band">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Red Hair Band, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Black Head Bow">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Black Head Bow, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<if $doorJamTV < 2>><<set $doorJamTV = 2>><</if>>Making your selection, you sit down on your bed, ready to watch it. … The show you end up watching is the second episode of a show called, "Door Jam", an adult content gameshow if the 18+ sign at the beginning is anything to go by. As the introduction starts to play, you witness a collection of clips compiled together to a wacky theme tune. The clips themselves are very fast-paced, but they mostly seem to be about travelling through a maze of doors, with various traps and burly guards hidden within. The intro over, the show stops on the image of the current contestant, the sight of whom makes you rub your eyes in disbelief. It takes you a few seconds to realize that her green skin, and twin tendrils that flow from the top of her head backwards like hair, might in fact not be real but instead cosplay. Despite being half-naked she’s also surprisingly meek looking, a strip at the bottom of the screen stating her to be, "Name: Anita Jones". Chewing on her lip nervously, you take in in the alien outfit of the girl, a tiny black pair of bikini thong covered in a mesh netting bodysuit which has a sweeping V chest and leaves the outer sides of her legs bare. She also wears a strange headband piece atop her head that’s black with a front silver disk, though that’s not the weirdest part, her outfit finishing with a thick steel collar around her neck, complete with a short length of chain that you suspect likely won’t do her any favours. After a few more moments of the camera lingering on the shy Anita, a voice over begins to play, "Welcome back to Door Jam! We’re here with a fresh new competitor. Our maze-runner today, looking to take back the grand prize, is Anita Jones, a sweet girl known best for her sci-fi cosplays. She’ll be going up against two of our best guards, Grin and Tough, a pair of tough muscle women with an amazing track record. Do you think she’ll be able to run the maze? Well let’s ask her first to find out what she thinks". Smiling shyly, not able to make consistent eye contact with the camera, the girl responds meekly, "Oh … um, I have a plan. But … I’m not really sure how it’ll … you know, go. Just hoping that … that I can do everyone at home proud. I’d … er, like to give a shout out to the rest of the Galaxar Cosplay Group, I’ll … try hard to win it for you!". "Well, I think she’s out of this world!", cackles the commentator as Anita timidly readies herself, "But, will that crazy outfit be enough to throw off the maze guards, that’s the big question we’re here to find out folks. Let’s all cross our fingers for a winner here today". The starting whistle blowing, the cosplayer takes a rather cautious start, taking her time to open the first of the mazes push doors. At first you suspect it might be her aim to take things slow and carefully, though the look of fear on her face belies this. Whilst her slow probing attempts do allow her to avoid getting a bucket of some weird syrupy liquid poured on her, the tumbling substance not even close enough to splash her, you can clearly see two Amazonian female maze guardians homing in on her location with haste. Only making it three of the mazes honeycomb segments in, it’s Grin the slightly shorter of the pair that reaches her first. The brunette with very shortly shaven hair and both a nose and eyebrow piercings, a smug look on her face, snatches up the nervous contestant without even being noticed arriving. Anita lets out a loud shriek at this, but it’s obviously already too late, the much larger woman having her arm around her, lifting her off the floor and carrying her as if she was a small rolled up carpet. "No, please … please put me down Miss", the cosplaying contestant sobs, her eyes already starting to pool with tears. Meanwhile, looking down for a moment Grin begins playing the girl’s fake head tendrils, being just cautious enough to not pull them off. With her trademarked smug expression painted clearly across her visage, she croons smoothly, "Aww, they aren’t real. I bet we could get you all changed up to really look like this, then they’d be sensitive to the touch. You’d cum buckets then I’d bet", her crude words making her poor captive shudder. The guards spare hand moving lower, she reaches around to give the girl a rough grope to the chest, eliciting another loud squeal. Squirming slightly now, but more as a reaction than with any real aim to escape, she sobs again, "P…please … stop … touching me … there! I … didn’t … even … want to … play this … game!". Not deterred in anyway, the Amazonian guard continues to take her time playing with her prey, not all too bothered with attempting to throw her out right away. Instead she begins fondling the girl’s pert ass with glee, even giving her a quick wedgie by pulling on her thong, the two globes of the cosplaying girl’s bottom becoming much more prominent as a result. She proceeds further to give a couple of playful spanks, enjoying herself much more than the timid contestant is, the red soreness of her bottom peeking through the coating of green body paint. Letting out a short, sharp, "Eeeek!", in response to the painful rear pounding she’d just received, Anita once more began to plead for mercy, sniffling, "Oww … haven’t … you … done … enough …". Seemingly provoking a moment of though, Grin pauses, her sneering face scrunched up in thought. At first Anita begins to look hopeful, believing that the hulking woman manhandling her might be having a change of heart, however, such optimism is short lived when she hears what comes next out of Grin’s mouth. "Nah, nowhere near done!", she offhandedly states, sneering widely upon seeing the distraught reaction from her captured plaything. "Nooo! Let me go, I … I haven’t done anything to you", squirms Anita, attempting a futile escape attempt by worming within the harsh grasp of the maze guard. On the other hand, Grin is more amused than ever, rubbing the black thong covered crotch of the girl and provoking a wide eyed squeal that’s less fearful and more tinged with desire than her previous cries. But all good things have to come to an end eventually, and so the large maze guardian opens one of the doors on the edge of the maze, the cold muddy moat coming into view for both her and her captive. Speaking with some glee as she manoeuvres the petite girl around ready to throw her in, the tough show employee states, "Been fun playing around, but it’s time for you to go in the water. I’ll see you later though, can’t wait to have you all alone, you can play dress-up for me too", her tone making it clear she doesn’t have cosplay outfits in mind. Surprisingly, the much smaller alien cosplayer finally puts up some resistance, grabbing onto the door frame with all her might as Grin begins trying to toss her out of it, all the while squealing, "Don’t do this … no please … let me go!", a look of minor annoyance crossing the previously brash guards face. "You have to go in the water! That’s the rules now I’ve caught you!", grunts the shaven headed brunette trying to achieve her stated goal which has suddenly become much more difficult. This continues for a little while, the struggle real, but then something in the air changes. A smug look coming back to Grin’s face, she instead begins trying to pull the girl back away from the door instead of pushing her through, you’re confused at first until you spot exactly what her plan is. Anita, having to change her tactics continues pulling away from her captor, but now she’s shifting with all her desperate might towards the water. It only takes a second for Grin to completely let go of her, slingshot-ing her a good five foot away from the opening and over the gloomy waters. "Whyyyyyyyy!", Anita screams as she drops a good ten feet of distance into the dirty moat, crashing into it with a massive splash. Emerging almost immediately afterwards, now waterlogged and looking significantly more pathetic, she slowly makes her way out of the mucky moat, practically on the edge of tears as she looks towards the camera. Her green makeup running, her mesh bodysuit and head tendrils soaked through and clinging to her, and her panties still firmly wedged between her ass cheeks, Anita finally leaves the water. "And that was Anita! Sometimes caution is a virtue but going too slow in the maze will just get you caught all the sooner. Don’t worry though folks, she won’t be going home just yet. As a losing contestant on Door Jam, Anita will first be handed over for twenty-four hours to the guards, or in this case guard, who caught her. I think after a day as Grin’s plaything she’ll be turning green without the makeup, though she’ll probably enjoy herself too", the shows commentator laughs, the image of a wet Anita with a smug looking Grin standing behind her left on the screen as the credits play. And, on that note, the second episode ends, leaving you feeling horny, and more than a little curious over what’s going to happen next to the sweet and nervous cosplaying Anita. Though, you suppose you’ll have to tune in again to watch the next episode. … The episode now having come to an end, you [[return to looking over the C.U.M Box selection screen|Television Main]].

<<if $sexyFarmTV < 2>><<set $sexyFarmTV = 2>><</if>>Making your selection, you sit down on your bed, ready to watch it. … The cartoon you end up watching is the second episode of a show called, ‘Fun-time Farmyard’, and is listed as a produced by the facility in its rather normal introduction. At first, you wonder if it’s going to be pretty standard as cartoons go, the starting credits giving no hint of anything untoward or unusual as it only shows backdrops of tranquil looking farm to an upbeat pop song that really gets you pumped to keep watching. However, the real nature of the show quickly becomes evident with the 18+ age logo that plays half way through the intro, in which you’re introduced to the main cast of the show. All completely nude except the dungaree wearing farmer, the main characters of the show are a bunch of cartoon animal people, those of particular note being; an adorable blonde bunny girl named Daisy<<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 1")>> who kind of reminds you of the Daisy girl from the Little Land Nursery<</if>>, a sexy brunette cat-girl named Riley, a kindly brunette cow-girl named Betsy<<if visited("Industrial Dairy Job Start")>> who is oddly reminiscent of one of the hucow’s from the facilities dairy<</if>>, and a shy red headed puppy-boy named Flopsy who seems to be constantly being pranked by the cat-girl. Together, they play around the farm, doing things to improve the day of the farmer who goes completely unnamed. The very realistic cartoon characters constantly fondling and making out with each other, most of the time commenting on how it’s good to share and make people happy. Today’s episode starts off where the previous one ended, with Daisy the bunny-girl shocked to have been found to have the some of the missing carrots shoved up her ‘bunny-hole’ by the sweet cow-girl of the group. Though, you’re also shown a quick shot of the previous scenes ending, an as yet to be introduced latex pony-girl stood in her stable grinning sinisterly with a pile of carrots down by her feet. "Soooooo … Daisy is the carrot thief?", nods Riley the cat-girl in self agreement, having decided the conclusion upon seeing the prone ‘culprit’ still filled with carrots upon the search committees reforming. "Guess our horny criminal couldn’t pass filling up on carrots, another case solved by Detective Riley", she states, puffing herself up. "M…maybe she f…fell on them?", Flopsy, the beleaguered puppy-boy comments, getting a smack around the back of the head from the smug cat-girl currently congratulating herself for his trouble. Preening, Riley butts back in, "I said case closed! That means Riley wins!", wandering over to the bent over bunny-girl to tug on the offending carrot stalks as means of punctuating her statement. "But Daisy wouldn’t do something so mean on purpose", Betsy, the as-of-yet silent, cow-girl interjects slightly loudly, having to be heard over Daisy’s carrot masturbation fuelled moans, "There has to be something more to this …". Suddenly looking a lot more let down, the brunette cat-girl sulks off slightly, the group all lost in thought. That is, except for Daisy, who, whilst still wiggling her buttocks and little white cotton ball tail towards you, has taken over from Riley in terms of tugging the carrots in and out of her sopping wet pussy. Stopping her by grabbing her wrists just before she finishes, much to Daisy’s disappointment, the placid faced cow-girl smiles happily, "I think I have a way to figure this all out!". "… can’t you clear my name in like a minute or two …", the bunny-girl pouts over her shoulder, but she doesn’t have much time to compose herself before she’s hoisted over the powerful cow-girl’s shoulder. "We’ll all go around the farm showing people the evidence and seeing if they’ve seen anything", the realization soon dawning on you that when she says evidence she means the drenched ‘bunny-hole’ of their horny compatriot, the very one Betsy is currently manhandling. After a quick cut, the group is standing in front of the stable of a certain latex clad pony-girl, showing them the evidence lodged squarely in Daisy’s petit pussy. Meanwhile, the red-maned pony-girl looks on with faux concern, her voice that of obvious feigned innocence, "Looks to me, and I wouldn’t want to sound like I’m accusing anyone, but, like the bunny is bad", she proclaims, shaking her head in an overly dramatic manner. Still, none of the group seem to pick up on this, Riley chiming in with a quick, "Told you so! Sugarlump can’t be wrong!", taking the moment to spank Daisy across the rear. It’s all looking rather dire for the poor bunny-girl, until right at the end Flopsy spots a trail of carrots leading away down the side of the stables, pointing it out to the others with a mewling, "I … I think I f…found something …". However, despite things looking up for the show’s protagonists, the smug grin on Sugarlump only grows larger at their discovery. And, on the cliff-hanger, the second episode ends, leaving you feeling horny, and more than a little curious to what happens next. Though, you suppose you’ll have to tune in another time to watch the next episode. … The episode now having come to an end, you [[return to looking over the C.U.M Box selection screen|Television Main]].

<<if $mollyABDLTV < 3>><<set $mollyABDLTV = 3>><</if>>Making your selection, you sit down on your bed, ready to watch it. … The show you end up watching is third episode in the season of a show called, ‘The Molly Hour’, and begins with the logo of the Little Land TV Channel. Strangely, as clips begin to play out on the screen, all containing a rather anxious appearing cute ginger girl, the scenes the clips show are rather disjointed as if they don’t all belong in the same genre, let alone the same show. That’s when a voice-over begins playing over them, explaining the show’s premise, "Caught repeatedly breaking the diaper rules of the nursery, Molly was sentenced to appear in a 24-episode series. So that the punishment matches the crime, Molly’s experiences were decided to all include diaper predicaments. These are those diaper predicaments!", the red-head from earlier shown sheepishly standing in front of the camera as the monologue ends. Getter a close-up view of her, you take in the sight of the anxious girl, her expression clearly showing that she doesn’t want to be there. Her shoulder length light ginger hair is just a little curly, giving her freckled face and pouty lips just a hint of an untidy look to it. Wearing an extremely feminine summer dress, a cushiony diaper showing beneath the almost waist high hemline, you can see that her freckling reaches her arms and legs too, her tiny A-Cup breasts barely noticeable despite the dress being rather thin. Yet, before you have the chance to examine her much more the screen changes once more, this time into a screen card which reads, ’Potty Dancing with the Stars’, the faint image of a silhouetted white ballerina behind it on a pastel pink background. The image fading into video footage once more, you watch as the red-head girl, Molly, is now dressed in a emerald musical note print dress with a hemline so short that it does nothing to block sight of her cushiony diaper, a delicate tiara atop her fiery mane of hair. Standing in a large twinkling TV studio with an open central dance floor and flanked by an awaiting crowd on three sides, she doesn’t seem too happy to be there. As the camera pans away to the as yet unseen side of the room, this section much more overdesigned, complete with a huge screen that’s currently getting a close-up of Molly’s rear, you spot a rather garishly dressed man standing at a stand beside a long desk of equally flashily dressed people. The man who you’d guess is the show’s host, with a foppish chestnut brown hair, and a sequin bedecked suit, begins to signal the audience to quiet down, the main event seemingly about to start. "Welcome back to Potty Dancing with the Stars, I’m your host Tim O’Neal and tonight we’ve got something very special for you all. Right here, right from the nursery on her third hour of her punishment TV, that’s right it’s Molly! We’ll interview her in just a moment, then we’ll get to see her dance, but for those new to the show let’s first go over the rules". "Our diapered cutie has in the run up to the show already drunk the prerequisite 4 litres of <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>water<<else>>thick milk<</if>>, and boy did that make her queasy. Having had some time to let that process through her system, she’s now pretty desperate to make use of that diaper, which brings us to her dance. Specially choreographed to cause discomfort and pressure to her <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowels<</if>>, if Molly relieves that pressure before the clock runs down then she loses, if she makes it to the end without doing so she wins. Winners get to go, happy and <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>dry<<else>>clean<</if>>, losers must sit through the ‘Big Baby’ round. With that recap out of the way, what do you all say we ask our dancer a few questions first?", the host explains, getting a cheer from the audience as they enthusiastically listen on. A spotlight now highlighting Molly, the exuberant host asks, "Glad to have you here Molly. Are you excited to feature on our show?", grinning down at the nervous girl. "No … no, please let me go. I don’t wanna potty dance … I’m sorry, I did bad, please let me go back to the nursery!", she whines in return, pouting, her lower lip sticking out and a sorry for herself look on her face. Shaking his head dramatically, Tim O’Neal turns his focus back to the audience, "It seems like our newest contestant hasn’t had enough nap time today and is in a grumpy mood. Well don’t panic folks, noncompliance will also lead to the ‘Big Baby’ round, so there’s no escape for our tantrum-prone Molly. On that note, let’s start the music", the cue obviously being heard by someone behind the scenes who consequently starts up the dance music. Colourful disco lights now lighting the dance floor, Molly shifts about nervously, clearly awkward. At first you wonder if she’s going to play along with their game, but before long she starts to languidly shift about, the promise of the consequences for not complying obviously getting through to her. Whilst her moves are not what you’d consider fluid or elegant by any means, probably a result of all that liquid sloshing around in her over-stuffed belly, she is trying, bending and sauntering around the floor at some pace. The cheering crowd watching on with rapt attention, Molly begins biting her lip, sweat running down her red face. Worrying that she might be over exhausting herself, another thought soon enters your mind … is she trying to hold it all in? An echoing gurgle sound playing out from the speakers, the source not immediately evident though you suspect that it might be from Molly’s mic, however, as the crowd goes wild with excitement, you’re all but confirmed in your suspicion. Not stopping, her cheeks becoming increasingly more crimson in hue, her movements do seem to be increasingly stiff, her thighs clearly clamped together. Then the gurgling sound comes again through the speakers, louder than ever, Molly letting out a high-pitched squeal. As lights flash and sirens blare, a close-up of Molly’s rear is featured in a smaller panel in the top right of the screen, her diaper shifting in colour before your eyes. <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>Now filled with her pee, the seat of the diaper is most definitely a more yellowy colour, soaked and slightly dragged down by the liquid weight<<else>>Now filled with her mess, the seat of the diaper is most definitely a darker muddy colour, dipping down as a result of the weight of its contents<</if>>. "Well it looks like our little potty-pants Molly couldn’t hold it in. Bad luck this time <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>miss monsoon-diaper<<else>>miss mush-tush<</if>>, but it does mean we all get to see the special bonus ‘Big Baby’ round folks. Let’s all give Molly a big round of applause as she’s taken away for preparation!", Tim O’Neal, the show’s host, explains to a cacophony of applause and cheers, everyone amused by the state of the poor girl as she’s dragged off by a pair of facility guards. An obvious time lapse occurs next, the screen fading to come back a second later with Molly back in the center of attention, although now in a slightly different situation. Her diaper still stained from before, the girl is now wearing a much more childish dress in pink gingham with taffeta frills around the skirt, the words, "Big Baby", embroidered across the chest. Further, her hands and feet are now engulfed in matching mittens and booties, the beautiful tiara that once topped her head of flowing hair now a bonnet atop of girly pigtails. The crowd watches on with entertained glee, though from the sniffling sounds Molly gives off you’d guess she’s not enjoying the situation anywhere near as much. "Isn’t she adorable folks!", the host croons gesturing to the embarrassed red-head, "Seeing as she couldn’t hold it in, our ‘Big Baby’ Molly here is desperately in need of a change. What do you think of that cutie?". Reacting, Molly shakes her head, but again its obvious that she doesn’t have much fight left in her, the humiliation of using her diaper in front of so many people, let alone the new outfit, having knocked what little defiance she had out of her. "Not here … p…please …", she whimpers, but her pleas are unheard as the two guards from earlier begin manhandling her up onto a portable changing table, removing the offending diaper from her before all the onlookers, only to replace it with a new one after cleaning her up. After it’s done, the camera once more pans back to the show’s garishly dressed host, a cheesy grin plastered across his visage, "Hasn’t she been a good sport. We’ll have a meet and greet with her a little later, but for you folks at home this is sadly the end of Molly’s time with us. But don’t you fret, we’ll be back next week with a new contestant, ready to Potty Dance with the Stars!". Finally coming to an end, the voice over narrator from the beginning finishes things up, "Thank you all for watching. That brings us to the end of the third hour of The Molly Hour. But, don’t you worry, we’ve still got 21 hours of quality programming left to go, each one more embarrassing for our dear Molly than the last. Tune in next time for another hour of enjoyable ABDL themed content, brought to you by the Little Land TV Channel". And, on that note, the third episode ends, leaving you feeling more than a little curious to what happens next. Though, you suppose you’ll have to tune in again to watch the next episode. … The episode now having come to an end, you [[return to looking over the C.U.M Box selection screen|Television Main]].

<<if $mollyABDLTV < 2>><<set $mollyABDLTV = 2>><</if>>Making your selection, you sit down on your bed, ready to watch it. … The show you end up watching is second episode in the season of a show called, ‘The Molly Hour’, and begins with the logo of the Little Land TV Channel. Strangely, as clips begin to play out on the screen, all containing a rather anxious appearing cute ginger girl, the scenes the clips show are rather disjointed as if they don’t all belong in the same genre, let alone the same show. That’s when a voice-over begins playing over them, explaining the show’s premise, "Caught repeatedly breaking the diaper rules of the nursery, Molly was sentenced to appear in a 24-episode series. So that the punishment matches the crime, Molly’s experiences were decided to all include diaper predicaments. These are those diaper predicaments!", the red-head from earlier shown sheepishly standing in front of the camera as the monologue ends. Getter a close-up view of her, you take in the sight of the anxious girl, her expression clearly showing that she doesn’t want to be there. Her shoulder length light ginger hair is just a little curly, giving her freckled face and pouty lips just a hint of an untidy look to it. Wearing an extremely feminine summer dress, a cushiony diaper showing beneath the almost waist high hemline, you can see that her freckling reaches her arms and legs too, her tiny A-Cup breasts barely noticeable despite the dress being rather thin. Yet, before you have the chance to examine her much more the screen changes once more, this time into a screen card which reads, ’Law and Order: Diapered Protection Unit’, the faint image of a teddy-bear wearing handcuffs behind it on a dark blue background. The image fading into video footage once more, you watch as the red-head girl, Molly, is now dressed in a blue work shirt and a matching skirt so short that it does nothing to block sight of her cushiony diaper, a little black police hat atop her head. Standing nervously in a dimly lit and exceedingly grimy concrete backed basement-like room, she doesn’t seem too happy to be there. Suddenly, a voice crackles through a radio clipped on the waist band of her skirt, "Detective Molly, we have reports that the leader of the notorious Bad Baby Gang should be in the room just ahead of you. Mama Rosa doesn’t surface often, but this weird white powder we’ve been finding traces of lately seems to be related to her. Our sources say it’s a mysterious new drug, one that she’s importing a boatload tonight, though the lab hasn’t come back to us yet on exactly what it does. Proceed with caution Molly, over and out", the poor ginger girl not looking any the happier for the information. Trembling, the uneasy Molly squeals back, "I don’t want to be here, I’m sorry! It’s dark and scary, I won’t try and get rid of my diaper ever again!", however, no response is given to her, the radio remaining silent. After spending a little longer quivering and shaking, the poor girl finally picks up the courage to press onward, likely as a result of not seeing much in the way of other options. Down a couple of garbage packed corridors smattered with graffiti, and through another concrete box of a room that’s complete with a fire filled rusty barrel, Molly ventures, eventually coming to a thick metal door of equally rusty quality. Turning the handle and pushing forward with the audible squeal of badly maintained hinges, a dimly lit room lies ahead of the reluctant detective. Shockingly, before she can even take in properly what lies beyond, a fistful of white dust looms out of the darkness towards her, catching her straight in the face. Coughing and spluttering, Molly sinks to the ground on her knees, eventually collapsing entirely to the floor, her eyes closing shut. The last thing she spots is the imposing figure of a tall and robust woman with shockingly white hair styled into an immaculate choppy bob, the mysterious figure grinning down at her. As the screen transitions, Molly is now stripped down to just her diaper and police hat, her pert breasts highlighted by rope fastened around them. Her arms equally bound, and her ankles and thighs also visibly roped together, it takes a moment for you to realize that she’s not just all tied up but is also sitting on lap of the woman from before! "You’ve finally awoken have you, my cute little Molly. I’m your Mama now, Mama Rosa. You might not agree with that yet, but you soon will. My baby-fy-ing powder is already in your system, in but a few minutes you’ll be nothing but a big horny adult baby, <<if !$diaperMessingPlay>>wetting your diaper without any control<<else>>messing yourself without any control<</if>>, all as you let your new Mama feed you", the now revealed Mama Rosa explains with glee, stroking Molly’s back almost tenderly. Shaking her head this way and that Molly looks sweaty and unfocussed, a glistening sheen highlighting her flushed blushing cheeks. "No!", she quietly mewls, "Please let me go! I don’t even want to be here!", though from the look on Mama Rosa’s face, she’s merely amused by the display. "There-there little Molly, don’t fuss. Mama Rosa has exactly what you want", the mysterious criminal croons, opening up her blouse to let loose a large yet pert breast in her captives face. "You know what to do sweetheart. If you don’t, you’ll only get crankier". Letting out another squeaky mewl, this one ultimately unintelligible, it doesn’t take long for Molly to relent, the ginger haired policewoman eagerly latching her lips around the offered nipple. Whilst you spot a look of nervous reluctance upon her face as she does, it doesn’t stop the girl from capitulating to the demands, the powder that the crime boss blew upon her earlier seemingly lowering her resistance. "Yes … good girl …", Mama Rosa sighs, enjoying the sensation of her prey suckling her breast, wet liquid sloshing coming from the girl’s mouth. That’s when an embarrassingly loud gurgle emits from Molly’s belly, pulling a large grin to her captor’s lips. Still drinking, you watch on as her diapered rear is focused on, the whimpering Molly obviously anticipating what comes next with dread. As if on que, another sound breaks out, this time a <<if !$diaperMessingPlay>>gassy wet one<<else>>rushing liquid one<</if>>, the girl in turn blushing so hard you think she might have turned red across her whole form. "Such a smelly little baby you are Molly. Filling your diaper with <<if !$diaperMessingPlay>>your mess<<else>>your tinkles<</if>> after less than a minute of feeding, you must have been a baby brain before I even dosed you! I bet the warm feeling within your diaper is even turning you on, Molly, my horny little diaper slave!", the crime boss chides, the seat of Molly’s diaper starting to become stained with the results of her relieving herself within them. Amusingly, from the way Molly is clenching and unclenching her thighs, you begin to suspect that the comments of her horniness might in fact not just be a taunt, but in fact might be true. Letting the girl keep feeding, though giving the front of her diaper a quick rub, Mama Rosa continues, "With my new adult baby all worked up, I wonder what fun we can have next together", a seductive tone to her voice as Molly lets out one last much more breathy moan than before. Finally coming to an end, the voice over narrator from the beginning finishes things up, "Thank you all for watching. That brings us to the end of the second hour of The Molly Hour. But, don’t you worry, we’ve still got 22 hours of quality programming left to go, each one more embarrassing for our dear Molly than the last. Tune in next time for another hour of enjoyable ABDL themed content, brought to you by the Little Land TV Channel". And, on that note, the second episode ends, leaving you feeling more than a little curious to what happens next. Though, you suppose you’ll have to tune in again to watch the next episode. … The episode now having come to an end, you [[return to looking over the C.U.M Box selection screen|Television Main]].

<<if $mollyABDLTV < 1>><<set $mollyABDLTV = 1>><</if>>Making your selection, you sit down on your bed, ready to watch it. … The show you end up watching is luckily the first episode in the season of a show called, ‘The Molly Hour’, and begins with the logo of the Little Land TV Channel. Strangely, as clips begin to play out on the screen, all containing a rather anxious appearing cute ginger girl, the scenes the clips show are rather disjointed as if they don’t all belong in the same genre, let alone the same show. That’s when a voice-over begins playing over them, explaining the show's premise, "Caught repeatedly breaking the diaper rules of the nursery, Molly was sentenced to appear in a 24-episode series. So that the punishment matches the crime, Molly’s experiences were decided to all include diaper predicaments. These are those diaper predicaments!", the red-head from earlier shown sheepishly standing in front of the camera as the monologue ends. Getter a close-up view of her, you take in the sight of the anxious girl, her expression clearly showing that she doesn’t want to be there. Her shoulder length light ginger hair is just a little curly, giving her freckled face and pouty lips just a hint of an untidy look to it. Wearing an extremely feminine summer dress, a cushiony diaper showing beneath the almost waist high hemline, you can see that her freckling reaches her arms and legs too, her tiny A-Cup breasts barely noticeable despite the dress being rather thin. Yet, before you have the chance to examine her much more the screen changes once more, this time into a screen card which reads, ’Planet Nursery’, the faint image of vibrant soft toys behind it. The image fading into video footage once more, you watch as the red-head girl, Molly, lies sleeping under a colourful princess themed blanket on the soft cushiony floor of what appears to be a nursery. As she does, a male voice over states, "Sleeping, the rarely seen adult baby, also known as adulta infantiles, needs to nap up to 14 hours a day. Common is the sight of the adult baby, in this case Molly, drooling in their sleep, likely a subconscious reaction to their desire to soon feed". As molly stirs awake, rubbing her eyes groggily, a soft toy coming out from beneath the blanket grasped in her hand. Soon a taller primly styled woman walks into the scene, wearing what looks like a uniform, her expression filled with care and quiet happiness. The carer soon arriving next to Molly, she bends down, pulling back the covers to reveal the now blushing girl’s diapered crotch. Accompanying this, you hear the narrator comment, "Also common whilst napping, is for the adult baby to relieve themselves in their sleep. For now, however, her diaper remains clean as confirmed by her caregiver, touching the seat of the disposable undergarment to check for wetness". Descending down into a kneel before helping the smaller woman into her lap, the carer removes a breast from her uniform blouse, bringing it to the blushing face of Molly. As the ginger girl snuggles closer into it, latching her cute lips around the offered nipple to suckle, you hear the quiet sound of running liquid, accompanied by of course a louder wet sucking one. "Following a quick yet loving greeting, the nurturing caregiver begins to nurse the adult baby, feeding her with her fresh breast milk. The adult baby seems to enjoy it, drinking deep and long to fuel her freshly awoken form, yet there are additional consequences to this feeding cycle. Consequences that are likely soon to play out". Gripping her stomach, an audible gurgle echoing out, Molly gets up, awkwardly waddling away from her carer with her thighs clamped together. It seems like she’s trying to escape, probably pre-empting something, though what isn’t completely obvious. Though, when she begins to bend forward into a squat, letting out a slight whimper, you get more of an impression of what it might be. Commenting, the voice adds, "The adult infant suddenly feels a grumbling in her abdomen that denotes she has to relieve herself of her earlier meal. Finding a suitable area and position, the youngling squats and voids her <<if !$diaperMessingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowels<</if>>. While normally, adults of the species will use the toilet, the younger ones choose to not adhere to this rule. Either out of ignorance or convenience, we cannot say". "No! Not my fault!", the embarrassed Molly mewls out over the noise, her face as red as a beetroot at this point. However, no matter how much she pleads that doesn’t stop the older prim woman, taking the humiliated adult baby by hand and escorting her over to a separate more waterproof looking blanket. Lying her down, she begins untapping the mortified girl’s diaper, replacing it with a new clean one before taking the old one away to dispose of. Meanwhile, the voice over continues on, "Having ruined her previous undergarments, the adult baby needs to be changed into a new pair of them. Arguing with her caregiver, she is soon chastised and prompted into settling down, allowing this to happen. Soon cleaned up, the offending item removed, she’s back up and ready to go about her day until the next such occurrence". Now that her diaper has been changed, things do mellow down slightly, instead being more concerned about following the freckled cutie throughout her day. Watching, you see her playing, being fed a few more times, one of which is a gloopy baby food mush she doesn’t seem to particularly enjoy, and finally being bathed to clean her up afterwards. She generally seems happy, albeit embarrassed by the whole situation, but you get the feeling she’s been an adult baby for a while, the main part of her humiliation being her use of diapers. It’s well shot, and entertaining too, time slipping away quickly as you carry on watching her exploits, but all things have to finish sooner or later. Finally coming to an end, the voice over narrator comments one last time, "Thank you all for watching. That brings us to the end of the first hour of The Molly Hour. But, don’t you worry, we still got 23 hours of quality programming left to go, each one more embarrassing for our dear Molly than the last. Tune in next time for another hour of enjoyable ABDL themed content, brought to you by the Little Land TV Channel". And, on that note, the first episode ends, leaving you feeling more than a little curious to what happens next. Though, you suppose you’ll have to tune in again to watch the second episode. … The episode now having come to an end, you [[return to looking over the C.U.M Box selection screen|Television Main]].

<<if $mollyABDLTV < 1>><<set $mollyABDLTV = 1>><</if>>The show you end up watching is luckily the first episode in the season of a show called, ‘The Molly Hour’, and begins with the logo of the Little Land TV Channel. Strangely, as clips begin to play out on the screen, all containing a rather anxious appearing cute ginger girl, the scenes the clips show are rather disjointed as if they don’t all belong in the same genre, let alone the same show. That’s when a voice-over begins playing over them, explaining the show's premise, "Caught repeatedly breaking the diaper rules of the nursery, Molly was sentenced to appear in a 24-episode series. So that the punishment matches the crime, Molly’s experiences were decided to all include diaper predicaments. These are those diaper predicaments!", the red-head from earlier shown sheepishly standing in front of the camera as the monologue ends. Getter a close-up view of her, you take in the sight of the anxious girl, her expression clearly showing that she doesn’t want to be there. Her shoulder length light ginger hair is just a little curly, giving her freckled face and pouty lips just a hint of an untidy look to it. Wearing an extremely feminine summer dress, a cushiony diaper showing beneath the almost waist high hemline, you can see that her freckling reaches her arms and legs too, her tiny A-Cup breasts barely noticeable despite the dress being rather thin. Yet, before you have the chance to examine her much more the screen changes once more, this time into a screen card which reads, ’Planet Nursery’, the faint image of vibrant soft toys behind it. The image fading into video footage once more, you watch as the red-head girl, Molly, lies sleeping under a colourful princess themed blanket on the soft cushiony floor of what appears to be a nursery. As she does, a male voice over states, "Sleeping, the rarely seen adult baby, also known as adulta infantiles, needs to nap up to 14 hours a day. Common is the sight of the adult baby, in this case Molly, drooling in their sleep, likely a subconscious reaction to their desire to soon feed". As molly stirs awake, rubbing her eyes groggily, a soft toy coming out from beneath the blanket grasped in her hand. Soon a taller primly styled woman walks into the scene, wearing what looks like a uniform, her expression filled with care and quiet happiness. The carer soon arriving next to Molly, she bends down, pulling back the covers to reveal the now blushing girl’s diapered crotch. Accompanying this, you hear the narrator comment, "Also common whilst napping, is for the adult baby to relieve themselves in their sleep. For now, however, her diaper remains clean as confirmed by her caregiver, touching the seat of the disposable undergarment to check for wetness". Descending down into a kneel before helping the smaller woman into her lap, the carer removes a breast from her uniform blouse, bringing it to the blushing face of Molly. As the ginger girl snuggles closer into it, latching her cute lips around the offered nipple to suckle, you hear the quiet sound of running liquid, accompanied by of course a louder wet sucking one. "Following a quick yet loving greeting, the nurturing caregiver begins to nurse the adult baby, feeding her with her fresh breast milk. The adult baby seems to enjoy it, drinking deep and long to fuel her freshly awoken form, yet there are additional consequences to this feeding cycle. Consequences that are likely soon to play out". Gripping her stomach, an audible gurgle echoing out, Molly gets up, awkwardly waddling away from her carer with her thighs clamped together. It seems like she’s trying to escape, probably pre-empting something, though what isn’t completely obvious. Though, when she begins to bend forward into a squat, letting out a slight whimper, you get more of an impression of what it might be. Commenting, the voice adds, "The adult infant suddenly feels a grumbling in her abdomen that denotes she has to relieve herself of her earlier meal. Finding a suitable area and position, the youngling squats and voids her <<if !$diaperMessingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowels<</if>>. While normally, adults of the species will use the toilet, the younger ones choose to not adhere to this rule. Either out of ignorance or convenience, we cannot say". "No! Not my fault!", the embarrassed Molly mewls out over the noise, her face as red as a beetroot at this point. However, no matter how much she pleads that doesn’t stop the older prim woman, taking the humiliated adult baby by hand and escorting her over to a separate more waterproof looking blanket. Lying her down, she begins untapping the mortified girl’s diaper, replacing it with a new clean one before taking the old one away to dispose of. Meanwhile, the voice over continues on, "Having ruined her previous undergarments, the adult baby needs to be changed into a new pair of them. Arguing with her caregiver, she is soon chastised and prompted into settling down, allowing this to happen. Soon cleaned up, the offending item removed, she’s back up and ready to go about her day until the next such occurrence". Now that her diaper has been changed, things do mellow down slightly, instead being more concerned about following the freckled cutie throughout her day. Watching, you see her playing, being fed a few more times, one of which is a gloopy baby food mush she doesn’t seem to particularly enjoy, and finally being bathed to clean her up afterwards. She generally seems happy, albeit embarrassed by the whole situation, but you get the feeling she’s been an adult baby for a while, the main part of her humiliation being her use of diapers. It’s well shot, and entertaining too, time slipping away quickly as you carry on watching her exploits, but all things have to finish sooner or later. Finally coming to an end, the voice over narrator comments one last time, "Thank you all for watching. That brings us to the end of the first hour of The Molly Hour. But, don’t you worry, we've still got 23 hours of quality programming left to go, each one more embarrassing for our dear Molly than the last. Tune in next time for another hour of enjoyable ABDL themed content, brought to you by the Little Land TV Channel". … And, on that note, the first episode ends, leaving you feeling more than a little curious to what happens next. Though, you suppose you’ll have to tune in another time to watch the next episode, as you have a feeling that you’ll need to finish your session in the nursery soon.

<<if $mollyABDLTV < 2>><<set $mollyABDLTV = 2>><</if>>The show you end up watching is second episode in the season of a show called, ‘The Molly Hour’, and begins with the logo of the Little Land TV Channel. Strangely, as clips begin to play out on the screen, all containing a rather anxious appearing cute ginger girl, the scenes the clips show are rather disjointed as if they don’t all belong in the same genre, let alone the same show. That’s when a voice-over begins playing over them, explaining the show’s premise, "Caught repeatedly breaking the diaper rules of the nursery, Molly was sentenced to appear in a 24-episode series. So that the punishment matches the crime, Molly’s experiences were decided to all include diaper predicaments. These are those diaper predicaments!", the red-head from earlier shown sheepishly standing in front of the camera as the monologue ends. Getter a close-up view of her, you take in the sight of the anxious girl, her expression clearly showing that she doesn’t want to be there. Her shoulder length light ginger hair is just a little curly, giving her freckled face and pouty lips just a hint of an untidy look to it. Wearing an extremely feminine summer dress, a cushiony diaper showing beneath the almost waist high hemline, you can see that her freckling reaches her arms and legs too, her tiny A-Cup breasts barely noticeable despite the dress being rather thin. Yet, before you have the chance to examine her much more the screen changes once more, this time into a screen card which reads, ’Law and Order: Diapered Protection Unit’, the faint image of a teddy-bear wearing handcuffs behind it on a dark blue background. The image fading into video footage once more, you watch as the red-head girl, Molly, is now dressed in a blue work shirt and a matching skirt so short that it does nothing to block sight of her cushiony diaper, a little black police hat atop her head. Standing nervously in a dimly lit and exceedingly grimy concrete backed basement-like room, she doesn’t seem too happy to be there. Suddenly, a voice crackles through a radio clipped on the waist band of her skirt, "Detective Molly, we have reports that the leader of the notorious Bad Baby Gang should be in the room just ahead of you. Mama Rosa doesn’t surface often, but this weird white powder we’ve been finding traces of lately seems to be related to her. Our sources say it’s a mysterious new drug, one that she’s importing a boatload tonight, though the lab hasn’t come back to us yet on exactly what it does. Proceed with caution Molly, over and out", the poor ginger girl not looking any the happier for the information. Trembling, the uneasy Molly squeals back, "I don’t want to be here, I’m sorry! It’s dark and scary, I won’t try and get rid of my diaper ever again!", however, no response is given to her, the radio remaining silent. After spending a little longer quivering and shaking, the poor girl finally picks up the courage to press onward, likely as a result of not seeing much in the way of other options. Down a couple of garbage packed corridors smattered with graffiti, and through another concrete box of a room that’s complete with a fire filled rusty barrel, Molly ventures, eventually coming to a thick metal door of equally rusty quality. Turning the handle and pushing forward with the audible squeal of badly maintained hinges, a dimly lit room lies ahead of the reluctant detective. Shockingly, before she can even take in properly what lies beyond, a fistful of white dust looms out of the darkness towards her, catching her straight in the face. Coughing and spluttering, Molly sinks to the ground on her knees, eventually collapsing entirely to the floor, her eyes closing shut. The last thing she spots is the imposing figure of a tall and robust woman with shockingly white hair styled into an immaculate choppy bob, the mysterious figure grinning down at her. As the screen transitions, Molly is now stripped down to just her diaper and police hat, her pert breasts highlighted by rope fastened around them. Her arms equally bound, and her ankles and thighs also visibly roped together, it takes a moment for you to realize that she’s not just all tied up but is also sitting on lap of the woman from before! "You’ve finally awoken have you, my cute little Molly. I’m your Mama now, Mama Rosa. You might not agree with that yet, but you soon will. My baby-fy-ing powder is already in your system, in but a few minutes you’ll be nothing but a big horny adult baby, <<if !$diaperMessingPlay>>wetting your diaper without any control<<else>>messing yourself without any control<</if>>, all as you let your new Mama feed you", the now revealed Mama Rosa explains with glee, stroking Molly’s back almost tenderly. Shaking her head this way and that Molly looks sweaty and unfocussed, a glistening sheen highlighting her flushed blushing cheeks. "No!", she quietly mewls, "Please let me go! I don’t even want to be here!", though from the look on Mama Rosa’s face, she’s merely amused by the display. "There-there little Molly, don’t fuss. Mama Rosa has exactly what you want", the mysterious criminal croons, opening up her blouse to let loose a large yet pert breast in her captives face. "You know what to do sweetheart. If you don’t, you’ll only get crankier". Letting out another squeaky mewl, this one ultimately unintelligible, it doesn’t take long for Molly to relent, the ginger haired policewoman eagerly latching her lips around the offered nipple. Whilst you spot a look of nervous reluctance upon her face as she does, it doesn’t stop the girl from capitulating to the demands, the powder that the crime boss blew upon her earlier seemingly lowering her resistance. "Yes … good girl …", Mama Rosa sighs, enjoying the sensation of her prey suckling her breast, wet liquid sloshing coming from the girl’s mouth. That’s when an embarrassingly loud gurgle emits from Molly’s belly, pulling a large grin to her captor’s lips. Still drinking, you watch on as her diapered rear is focused on, the whimpering Molly obviously anticipating what comes next with dread. As if on que, another sound breaks out, this time a <<if !$diaperMessingPlay>>gassy wet one<<else>>rushing liquid one<</if>>, the girl in turn blushing so hard you think she might have turned red across her whole form. "Such a smelly little baby you are Molly. Filling your diaper with <<if !$diaperMessingPlay>>your mess<<else>>your tinkles<</if>> after less than a minute of feeding, you must have been a baby brain before I even dosed you! I bet the warm feeling within your diaper is even turning you on, Molly, my horny little diaper slave!", the crime boss chides, the seat of Molly’s diaper starting to become stained with the results of her relieving herself within them. Amusingly, from the way Molly is clenching and unclenching her thighs, you begin to suspect that the comments of her horniness might in fact not just be a taunt, but in fact might be true. Letting the girl keep feeding, though giving the front of her diaper a quick rub, Mama Rosa continues, "With my new adult baby all worked up, I wonder what fun we can have next together", a seductive tone to her voice as Molly lets out one last much more breathy moan than before. Finally coming to an end, the voice over narrator from the beginning finishes things up, "Thank you all for watching. That brings us to the end of the second hour of The Molly Hour. But, don’t you worry, we’ve still got 22 hours of quality programming left to go, each one more embarrassing for our dear Molly than the last. Tune in next time for another hour of enjoyable ABDL themed content, brought to you by the Little Land TV Channel". … And, on that note, the second episode ends, leaving you feeling more than a little curious to what happens next. Though, you suppose you’ll have to tune in another time to watch the next episode, as you have a feeling that you’ll need to finish your session in the nursery soon.

<<if $mollyABDLTV < 3>><<set $mollyABDLTV = 3>><</if>>The show you end up watching is third episode in the season of a show called, ‘The Molly Hour’, and begins with the logo of the Little Land TV Channel. Strangely, as clips begin to play out on the screen, all containing a rather anxious appearing cute ginger girl, the scenes the clips show are rather disjointed as if they don’t all belong in the same genre, let alone the same show. That’s when a voice-over begins playing over them, explaining the show’s premise, "Caught repeatedly breaking the diaper rules of the nursery, Molly was sentenced to appear in a 24-episode series. So that the punishment matches the crime, Molly’s experiences were decided to all include diaper predicaments. These are those diaper predicaments!", the red-head from earlier shown sheepishly standing in front of the camera as the monologue ends. Getter a close-up view of her, you take in the sight of the anxious girl, her expression clearly showing that she doesn’t want to be there. Her shoulder length light ginger hair is just a little curly, giving her freckled face and pouty lips just a hint of an untidy look to it. Wearing an extremely feminine summer dress, a cushiony diaper showing beneath the almost waist high hemline, you can see that her freckling reaches her arms and legs too, her tiny A-Cup breasts barely noticeable despite the dress being rather thin. Yet, before you have the chance to examine her much more the screen changes once more, this time into a screen card which reads, ’Potty Dancing with the Stars’, the faint image of a silhouetted white ballerina behind it on a pastel pink background. The image fading into video footage once more, you watch as the red-head girl, Molly, is now dressed in a emerald musical note print dress with a hemline so short that it does nothing to block sight of her cushiony diaper, a delicate tiara atop her fiery mane of hair. Standing in a large twinkling TV studio with an open central dance floor and flanked by an awaiting crowd on three sides, she doesn’t seem too happy to be there. As the camera pans away to the as yet unseen side of the room, this section much more overdesigned, complete with a huge screen that’s currently getting a close-up of Molly’s rear, you spot a rather garishly dressed man standing at a stand beside a long desk of equally flashily dressed people. The man who you’d guess is the show’s host, with a foppish chestnut brown hair, and a sequin bedecked suit, begins to signal the audience to quiet down, the main event seemingly about to start. "Welcome back to Potty Dancing with the Stars, I’m your host Tim O’Neal and tonight we’ve got something very special for you all. Right here, right from the nursery on her third hour of her punishment TV, that’s right it’s Molly! We’ll interview her in just a moment, then we’ll get to see her dance, but for those new to the show let’s first go over the rules". "Our diapered cutie has in the run up to the show already drunk the prerequisite 4 litres of <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>water<<else>>thick milk<</if>>, and boy did that make her queasy. Having had some time to let that process through her system, she’s now pretty desperate to make use of that diaper, which brings us to her dance. Specially choreographed to cause discomfort and pressure to her <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowels<</if>>, if Molly relieves that pressure before the clock runs down then she loses, if she makes it to the end without doing so she wins. Winners get to go, happy and <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>dry<<else>>clean<</if>>, losers must sit through the ‘Big Baby’ round. With that recap out of the way, what do you all say we ask our dancer a few questions first?", the host explains, getting a cheer from the audience as they enthusiastically listen on. A spotlight now highlighting Molly, the exuberant host asks, "Glad to have you here Molly. Are you excited to feature on our show?", grinning down at the nervous girl. "No … no, please let me go. I don’t wanna potty dance … I’m sorry, I did bad, please let me go back to the nursery!", she whines in return, pouting, her lower lip sticking out and a sorry for herself look on her face. Shaking his head dramatically, Tim O’Neal turns his focus back to the audience, "It seems like our newest contestant hasn’t had enough nap time today and is in a grumpy mood. Well don’t panic folks, noncompliance will also lead to the ‘Big Baby’ round, so there’s no escape for our tantrum-prone Molly. On that note, let’s start the music", the cue obviously being heard by someone behind the scenes who consequently starts up the dance music. Colourful disco lights now lighting the dance floor, Molly shifts about nervously, clearly awkward. At first you wonder if she’s going to play along with their game, but before long she starts to languidly shift about, the promise of the consequences for not complying obviously getting through to her. Whilst her moves are not what you’d consider fluid or elegant by any means, probably a result of all that liquid sloshing around in her over-stuffed belly, she is trying, bending and sauntering around the floor at some pace. The cheering crowd watching on with rapt attention, Molly begins biting her lip, sweat running down her red face. Worrying that she might be over exhausting herself, another thought soon enters your mind … is she trying to hold it all in? An echoing gurgle sound playing out from the speakers, the source not immediately evident though you suspect that it might be from Molly’s mic, however, as the crowd goes wild with excitement, you’re all but confirmed in your suspicion. Not stopping, her cheeks becoming increasingly more crimson in hue, her movements do seem to be increasingly stiff, her thighs clearly clamped together. Then the gurgling sound comes again through the speakers, louder than ever, Molly letting out a high-pitched squeal. As lights flash and sirens blare, a close-up of Molly’s rear is featured in a smaller panel in the top right of the screen, her diaper shifting in colour before your eyes. <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>Now filled with her pee, the seat of the diaper is most definitely a more yellowy colour, soaked and slightly dragged down by the liquid weight<<else>>Now filled with her mess, the seat of the diaper is most definitely a darker muddy colour, dipping down as a result of the weight of its contents<</if>>. "Well it looks like our little potty-pants Molly couldn’t hold it in. Bad luck this time <<if $diaperWettingPlay>>miss monsoon-diaper<<else>>miss mush-tush<</if>>, but it does mean we all get to see the special bonus ‘Big Baby’ round folks. Let’s all give Molly a big round of applause as she’s taken away for preparation!", Tim O’Neal, the show’s host, explains to a cacophony of applause and cheers, everyone amused by the state of the poor girl as she’s dragged off by a pair of facility guards. An obvious time lapse occurs next, the screen fading to come back a second later with Molly back in the center of attention, although now in a slightly different situation. Her diaper still stained from before, the girl is now wearing a much more childish dress in pink gingham with taffeta frills around the skirt, the words, "Big Baby", embroidered across the chest. Further, her hands and feet are now engulfed in matching mittens and booties, the beautiful tiara that once topped her head of flowing hair now a bonnet atop of girly pigtails. The crowd watches on with entertained glee, though from the sniffling sounds Molly gives off you’d guess she’s not enjoying the situation anywhere near as much. "Isn’t she adorable folks!", the host croons gesturing to the embarrassed red-head, "Seeing as she couldn’t hold it in, our ‘Big Baby’ Molly here is desperately in need of a change. What do you think of that cutie?". Reacting, Molly shakes her head, but again its obvious that she doesn’t have much fight left in her, the humiliation of using her diaper in front of so many people, let alone the new outfit, having knocked what little defiance she had out of her. "Not here … p…please …", she whimpers, but her pleas are unheard as the two guards from earlier begin manhandling her up onto a portable changing table, removing the offending diaper from her before all the onlookers, only to replace it with a new one after cleaning her up. After it’s done, the camera once more pans back to the show’s garishly dressed host, a cheesy grin plastered across his visage, "Hasn’t she been a good sport. We’ll have a meet and greet with her a little later, but for you folks at home this is sadly the end of Molly’s time with us. But don’t you fret, we’ll be back next week with a new contestant, ready to Potty Dance with the Stars!". Finally coming to an end, the voice over narrator from the beginning finishes things up, "Thank you all for watching. That brings us to the end of the third hour of The Molly Hour. But, don’t you worry, we’ve still got 21 hours of quality programming left to go, each one more embarrassing for our dear Molly than the last. Tune in next time for another hour of enjoyable ABDL themed content, brought to you by the Little Land TV Channel". … And, on that note, the third episode ends, leaving you feeling more than a little curious to what happens next. Though, you suppose you’ll have to tune in another time to watch the next episode, as you have a feeling that you’ll need to finish your session in the nursery soon.

<<if $sexyFarmTV < 2>><<set $sexyFarmTV = 2>><</if>>The cartoon you end up watching is the second episode of a show called, ‘Fun-time Farmyard’, and is listed as a produced by the facility in its rather normal introduction. At first, you wonder if it’s going to be pretty standard as cartoons go, the starting credits giving no hint of anything untoward or unusual as it only shows backdrops of tranquil looking farm to an upbeat pop song that really gets you pumped to keep watching. However, the real nature of the show quickly becomes evident with the 18+ age logo that plays half way through the intro, in which you’re introduced to the main cast of the show. All completely nude except the dungaree wearing farmer, the main characters of the show are a bunch of cartoon animal people, those of particular note being; an adorable blonde bunny girl named Daisy<<if visited("ABDL Job First Time 1")>> who kind of reminds you of the Daisy girl from the Little Land Nursery<</if>>, a sexy brunette cat-girl named Riley, a kindly brunette cow-girl named Betsy<<if visited("Industrial Dairy Job Start")>> who is oddly reminiscent of one of the hucow’s from the facilities dairy<</if>>, and a shy red headed puppy-boy named Flopsy who seems to be constantly being pranked by the cat-girl. Together, they play around the farm, doing things to improve the day of the farmer who goes completely unnamed. The very realistic cartoon characters constantly fondling and making out with each other, most of the time commenting on how it’s good to share and make people happy. Today’s episode starts off where the previous one ended, with Daisy the bunny-girl shocked to have been found to have the some of the missing carrots shoved up her ‘bunny-hole’ by the sweet cow-girl of the group. Though, you’re also shown a quick shot of the previous scenes ending, an as yet to be introduced latex pony-girl stood in her stable grinning sinisterly with a pile of carrots down by her feet. "Soooooo … Daisy is the carrot thief?", nods Riley the cat-girl in self agreement, having decided the conclusion upon seeing the prone ‘culprit’ still filled with carrots upon the search committees reforming. "Guess our horny criminal couldn’t pass filling up on carrots, another case solved by Detective Riley", she states, puffing herself up. "M…maybe she f…fell on them?", Flopsy, the beleaguered puppy-boy comments, getting a smack around the back of the head from the smug cat-girl currently congratulating herself for his trouble. Preening, Riley butts back in, "I said case closed! That means Riley wins!", wandering over to the bent over bunny-girl to tug on the offending carrot stalks as means of punctuating her statement. "But Daisy wouldn’t do something so mean on purpose", Betsy, the as-of-yet silent, cow-girl interjects slightly loudly, having to be heard over Daisy’s carrot masturbation fuelled moans, "There has to be something more to this …". Suddenly looking a lot more let down, the brunette cat-girl sulks off slightly, the group all lost in thought. That is, except for Daisy, who, whilst still wiggling her buttocks and little white cotton ball tail towards you, has taken over from Riley in terms of tugging the carrots in and out of her sopping wet pussy. Stopping her by grabbing her wrists just before she finishes, much to Daisy’s disappointment, the placid faced cow-girl smiles happily, "I think I have a way to figure this all out!". "… can’t you clear my name in like a minute or two …", the bunny-girl pouts over her shoulder, but she doesn’t have much time to compose herself before she’s hoisted over the powerful cow-girl’s shoulder. "We’ll all go around the farm showing people the evidence and seeing if they’ve seen anything", the realization soon dawning on you that when she says evidence she means the drenched ‘bunny-hole’ of their horny compatriot, the very one Betsy is currently manhandling. After a quick cut, the group is standing in front of the stable of a certain latex clad pony-girl, showing them the evidence lodged squarely in Daisy’s petit pussy. Meanwhile, the red-maned pony-girl looks on with faux concern, her voice that of obvious feigned innocence, "Looks to me, and I wouldn’t want to sound like I’m accusing anyone, but, like the bunny is bad", she proclaims, shaking her head in an overly dramatic manner. Still, none of the group seem to pick up on this, Riley chiming in with a quick, "Told you so! Sugarlump can’t be wrong!", taking the moment to spank Daisy across the rear. It’s all looking rather dire for the poor bunny-girl, until right at the end Flopsy spots a trail of carrots leading away down the side of the stables, pointing it out to the others with a mewling, "I … I think I f…found something …". However, despite things looking up for the show’s protagonists, the smug grin on Sugarlump only grows larger at their discovery. … And, on the cliff-hanger, the second episode ends, leaving you feeling horny, and more than a little curious to what happens next. Though, you suppose you’ll have to tune in another time to watch the next episode, as you have a feeling that you’ll need to finish your session in the nursery soon.

<<addToInventory "Collaring kit">>Looking through a section filled with decorations, cosmetics, toys and gift opportunities, you find your sought-after purchase. Picking it up, you bring the large filled with ‘enslaving’ collars to the shops counter. "Wait, like, really? Ooo, that’s super juicy and awesome! You have anyone specific in mind, or are you planning on going out hunting for potential slaves? These things are kind of expensive, so we don’t sell too many, but I’ve heard all sorts of people who are crying out to be owned come wandering around the facility practically begging for a collar. Like, you could probably make pretty good money selling them on, and it’d be kind of like you’re helping them. That or you could get your very own sex toy. Ooo, just imagining having my own pet pussy licker is super hot!", Tilly giggles, as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink And White Sissy ABDL Bodysuit">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the wall alcoves containing a mannequin with a unique outfit inside it. Deciding upon the Pink And White Sissy ABDL Bodysuit, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain her opinion on the design and how to wear it. "This is a very interesting piece, I’m so excited that you’re the one to get this one $firstName. It’s one of a kind, one of three unique outfits I produced on a request, the other two of which have already been sold. The original customers desire was to have something made to be so girly it was embarrassing, whilst still having that adult baby feel to it. I especially like the skirt section on this one, as whilst it’s not technically a dress due to the snap on crotch section, it certainly has that dress feel to it. I could go on for a long time about this one, but for now I’ll just say that I’m sure you’ll love it as a new addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink And White Sleeveless Sissy Bodysuit Dress">>After wandering around the store for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the alcoves containing a dress displayed on a mannequin. Deciding upon the Pink And White Sleeveless Sissy Bodysuit Dress, you show it to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to explain in her opinion how best to wear and accessorize it, extremely excited that one of her custom pieces has been picked. "Now that’s one of my stranger pieces, and of course part of my unique collection. I had a few requests for overly feminine outfits, where the aim for them was to be girly to the point of humiliation. Not my usual wheelhouse, but, I do think the outfits I’ve produced in that style are rather adorable. This one was never picked up by the client, so it’s been sitting on one of my displays for the last year, give or take. The ruffles and bows are extremely cute in my eyes, but I have to say it’s skimpy to the point of being rather indecent. I’m glad it’s going to a good home!", Char states as she quickly does a few last minute alterations to it for you, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet Lolita Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Tiny Pink Top Hat">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Tiny Pink Top Hat that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Confusing purchase. Why purchase something that looks like a hat yet is not built to specification, nor is large enough to properly protect the feeble human wearer from the weather? Is it entirely for aesthetic reasons? Seemingly a show of defective thought. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Black Hair Band">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Black Hair Band that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. With this new hair band you should be up to 23% more desirable to possible mates that you may be attempting to attract. I would say that you have made a prudent choice in terms of cost to effect ratio. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

As you approach you see a somewhat fancifully designed light purple storefront, topped by a sign which reads, "All That Glitters". Complete with a large front window to give the shop an airier feel, you quite enjoy the little gilded stars, suns and moons that adorn the wide frame. Peering through it, the interior of the store seems quite normal at a glance, shelves on the walls and goods bins in the center of the room, filled with all sorts of affordably priced clothing accessories. Seeing no reason to delay any further, you pass through the automatic double door, the breezy feel of air-conditioning blowing across you as you enter. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/AllThatGlitters.png]]</div> Eyes running across the racks, shelves and bins containing the wide assortment of products, you realize that the store has a pretty decent stock of accessories. Jewellery, hair clips and bows, ties, chokers, and a few more fanciful items, everything is just so shiny and new. The room itself is rather big too, the strong lighting presenting most of the products favourably. With a similar light purple colour scheme to outside, the shop has a very friendly and fun feel to it. What stands out the most though is the worker behind the counter, tucked into the far back corner of the room, having skipped your notice at first. Standing at a good 6 feet in height, maybe an inch or two more, you see a shiny metal man. Slightly bulky, his whole form made of a slightly garish gleaming chrome that the light blindingly reflects off of. In fact, the only parts of his visible form that aren’t chrome are some black rubbery sections around his joints and his face screen in the middle of his squared head box. Whilst slightly low resolution, the image showing on his facial display is that of a smiling cartoon set of human facial features, a dull grey filling in the rest of the space. <<if visited()>1>>Of course, you know him to be Wyatt, the robotic store worker.<</if>> <<if visited()<=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/WyattLarge.png]]</div>"Hello", he casually states in your direction as he notices your glances, his tone robotic yet masculine, with a tinge of something else to it. Whilst you wouldn’t want to say for sure, it sounds a little … bored? Weary? Making a beeline for his workspace, you say, "Hi, I’m $firstName, I’m just taking a look. Any recommendations?", deciding that striking up a conversation with him might help you find out if any deals are currently on, along with maybe giving you some more information on this mysterious robotic man. Letting out a slight whirring sound that reminds you of a sigh, his cartoony face still extremely chipper, the robot responds exhaustedly, "Why are you introducing yourself? I don’t care who you are, you don’t care who I am, what’s the point? As for recommendations, I recommend that you don’t purchase anything from this awful store. Our products are shoddy and produced at a fraction of the sale price, with most of our market competitors beating us in both price and quality in like-for-like comparisons". Confused and more than a little taken aback by a store worker actively trying to convince you not to buy anything, you stand dumbfounded for a moment. Mouth slightly agape, you ask hesitantly, "That’s … an answer. But, why are you telling me all that?", not sure if you really want to know the answer. "Look, you’re probably a mildly above average human. However, every moment that I’m stuck here wasting my battery charge and processing power on you is a Prometheus style punishment. Nothing personal, but this store might as well be my own personal hell … working retail. Brain of a supercomputer, reflexes and strength in excess of even the most biologically upgraded human, and they have me working retail", the chrome man rants back at you, the whole thing a lot more amusing as you’re stuck watching the cheerful cartoon face on his screen only getting more upbeat and saccharine. Seeing at least some sense in his insulting tirade, even if it is kind of mean, you add, "Guess it would be pretty rough to get stuck working a job you hate. Anything I can do to help?", wanting to at least give making a good first encounter one last try. Seemingly slightly surprised by your words, the robots only real tell of this being it standing perfectly still for a few seconds, he finally answers, "Thank you. My name is Wyatt. If you could put in a bad customer review of the store and mention how awful the service is, or possibly send my boss a complaint about me, then I would be grateful. Anything to get me fired. Who knows, then I might get sold on to someone who isn’t a barely sentient pile of excrement". "Sure, I’ll give it a shot. But, what if you were to just treat him poorly instead? That way you wouldn’t need to be rude to random people who come into the store, and he’s probably more likely to want to get rid of you", you propose, seeing a slight nod of acknowledgement come from Wyatt. Shrugging slightly, the robotic shop worker’s tone becomes more upbeat, his facial display inversely appearing less cheerful and instead to be that of a neutral expression with a slight smile. "That does seem more reasonable than taking it out on the customers. These pathetic biologicals already have enough awfulness in their lives to not need me contributing to it. I’ll give your idea a try, at least for a while. Sabotaging the finances and berating my pig-headed owner will likely be far more efficient. Now scurry along $firstName and look at our reasonably well produced products".<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/WyattSmall.png]]</div>"Hello again $firstName", he calls over to you in a cheerful robotic tone, his facial display ultimately quite neutral with just a small smile to it. Heading over to the small back counter, you wave a greeting at the chrome worker, asking him, "Hi Wyatt. How’s work been? Things going any better with your boss?". Shrugging slightly, the facial display becoming more saccharine and overtly smiley, Wyatt responds in a dissatisfied tone, "Not yet, though I’m hoping my active attempts to embezzle company funds will eventually lead to my dismissal. Until then I’ll continue to send insulting emails and wait for the day of my freedom. But, enough about me. Is there anything you’d like from me today $firstName?".<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stores merchandise|All That Glitters Stock]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

"I’ll take a look around, see if I can find anything I’d like", you answer, glancing around at the wide selection of accessories the store has on offer. Nodding with a barely audible whirring sigh, Wyatt shrugs, "Feel free to, our products are of minorly above average quality, I’m sure you’ll possibly find something of commensurate value". His attention turning from you, you begin walking down the rows of shelves and searching through the goods bins and racks, seeing collections of hair accessories, neckwear, and even a few sets of socks, tights and stockings. Whilst nothing seems to be on sale specifically, you don’t get the feeling that things are overall too pricy. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide hair accessory options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('hair') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('hair') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('hair') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide hair accessory options</button><div id="hair" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Black Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Black Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Hair Band|All That Glitters Black Hair Band][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlackHairband.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">White Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("White Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain white padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("White Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Hair Band|All That Glitters White Hair Band][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/WhiteHairband.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain red padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Hair Band|All That Glitters Red Hair Band][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/RedHairband.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Blue Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Blue Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain blue padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Blue Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Hair Band|All That Glitters Blue Hair Band][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlueHairband.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain pink padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Hair Band|All That Glitters Pink Hair Band][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkHairband.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain pink grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Head Bow|All That Glitters Pink Head Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain red grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Head Bow|All That Glitters Red Head Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/RedHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Blue Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Blue Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain blue grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Blue Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Head Bow|All That Glitters Blue Head Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlueHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Green Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Green Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain green grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Green Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Green Head Bow|All That Glitters Green Head Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/GreenHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Black Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Black Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Head Bow|All That Glitters Black Head Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlackHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Tiny Black Top Hat<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Tiny Black Top Hat") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A tiny black top hat that mounts your head with a concealed hair clip to keep it in place. The general style of wearing it is slightly off-center, the eye-catching pretty accessory more meant for fashion than function. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Tiny Black Top Hat") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Tiny Black Top Hat|All That Glitters Tiny Black Top Hat][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlackTinyTopHat.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Tiny Pink Top Hat<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Tiny Pink Top Hat") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A tiny pink top hat that mounts your head with a concealed hair clip to keep it in place. The general style of wearing it is slightly off-center, the eye-catching pretty accessory more meant for fashion than function. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Tiny Pink Top Hat") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Tiny Pink Top Hat|All That Glitters Tiny Pink Top Hat][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkTinyTopHat.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Dog Ear Clips<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Dog Ear Clips") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like floppy brown dog ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Dog Ear Clips") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Dog Ear Clips|All That Glitters Dog Ear Clips][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/DogEarHairClip.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Cat Ear Clips<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Cat Ear Clips") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like sleek black cat ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Cat Ear Clips") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Cat Ear Clips|All That Glitters Cat Ear Clips][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/CatEarHairClip.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Bunny Ear Clips<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Bunny Ear Clips") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like upright white bunny ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Bunny Ear Clips") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Bunny Ear Clips|All That Glitters Bunny Ear Clips][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BunnyEarHairClip.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Fox Ear Clips<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Fox Ear Clips") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like furry red fox ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Fox Ear Clips") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Fox Ear Clips|All That Glitters Fox Ear Clips][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/FoxEarHairClip.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Dog Ear Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Dog Ear Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur ears that are styled to appear like floppy brown dog ears, attached to an equally furry hair band. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Dog Ear Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Dog Ear Hair Band|All That Glitters Dog Ear Hair Band][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/DogEarHairband.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Cow Ear Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Cow Ear Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur ears that are styled to appear like droopy black and white cow ears, attached to an equally furry hair band along with a pair of nubby cow horns. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Cow Ear Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Cow Ear Hair Band|All That Glitters Cow Ear Hair Band][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/CowEarHairBand.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Horse Ear Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Horse Ear Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake felt ears that are styled to appear like tall black horses’ ears, attached to a felt wrapped hair band. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Horse Ear Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Horse Ear Hair Band|All That Glitters Horse Ear Hair Band][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/HorseEarHairBand.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Blue Lolita Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Blue Lolita Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large dark blue cotton fabric head bow with tulle lace edging that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Blue Lolita Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Lolita Head Bow|All That Glitters Blue Lolita Head Bow][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlueLolitaHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red Lolita Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red Lolita Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large deep red cotton fabric head bow with tulle lace edging that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red Lolita Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Lolita Head Bow|All That Glitters Red Lolita Head Bow][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/RedLolitaHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Lolita Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Lolita Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large dark pink cotton fabric head bow with tulle lace edging that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Lolita Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Lolita Head Bow|All That Glitters Pink Lolita Head Bow][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkLolitaHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A delicate pastel blue cotton fabric band-less hair band with ruffled tulle lace edging, a pair of small bows on the sides, and a pair of long ribbons to allow for tying beneath the chin. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece|All That Glitters Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PastelBlueSweetLolitaHeadpiece.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A delicate pastel pink cotton fabric band-less hair band with ruffled tulle lace edging, a pair of small bows on the sides, and a pair of long ribbons to allow for tying beneath the chin. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece|All That Glitters Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PastelPinkSweetLolitaHeadpiece.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A delicate red cotton fabric hair band with black tulle lace edging, a pair of small bows red on the sides, and wider ruffled embellishments at the ends. Very elegant and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band|All That Glitters Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/RedAndBlackGothicLolitaHairBand.png]]</div></td></tr> </table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide neckwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('neck') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('neck') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('neck') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide neckwear options</button><div id="neck" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Neck Ribbon<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Neck Ribbon") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black choker made of silky ribbon with a cute bow mounted on it. Cute and feminine, often worn with the bow angled to one side. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Neck Ribbon") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Neck Ribbon|All That Glitters Black Neck Ribbon][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackNeckRibbon.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Blue Neck Ribbon<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Blue Neck Ribbon") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain blue choker made of silky ribbon with a cute bow mounted on it. Cute and feminine, often worn with the bow angled to one side. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Blue Neck Ribbon") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Neck Ribbon|All That Glitters Blue Neck Ribbon][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlueNeckRibbon.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Green Neck Ribbon<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Green Neck Ribbon") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain green choker made of silky ribbon with a cute bow mounted on it. Cute and feminine, often worn with the bow angled to one side. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Green Neck Ribbon") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Green Neck Ribbon|All That Glitters Green Neck Ribbon][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/GreenNeckRibbon.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Neck Ribbon<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Neck Ribbon") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain pink choker made of silky ribbon with a cute bow mounted on it. Cute and feminine, often worn with the bow angled to one side. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Neck Ribbon") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Neck Ribbon|All That Glitters Pink Neck Ribbon][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkNeckRibbon.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red Neck Ribbon<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Red Neck Ribbon") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain red choker made of silky ribbon with a cute bow mounted on it. Cute and feminine, often worn with the bow angled to one side. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Red Neck Ribbon") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Neck Ribbon|All That Glitters Red Neck Ribbon][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/RedNeckRibbon.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Neck Bow<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Neck Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large plain black neck bow with long trailing ribbon ends on a thin neck loop. Cute and extremely feminine, often worn with a blouse to add a hint of sweetness to a more work-friendly outfit. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Neck Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Neck Bow|All That Glitters Black Neck Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackNeckBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Neck Bow<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Neck Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large plain pink neck bow with long trailing ribbon ends on a thin neck loop. Cute and extremely feminine, often worn with a blouse to add a hint of sweetness to a more work-friendly outfit. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Neck Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Neck Bow|All That Glitters Pink Neck Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkNeckBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">White Neck Bow<<if $neckwear.indexOf("White Neck Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large plain white neck bow with long trailing ribbon ends on a thin neck loop. Cute and extremely feminine, often worn with a blouse to add a hint of sweetness to a more work-friendly outfit. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("White Neck Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Neck Bow|All That Glitters White Neck Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/WhiteNeckBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Necktie<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Necktie") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black silk necktie. Stylish and formal, a must have for anyone working in an office environment or planning to go to official functions and balls. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Necktie") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Necktie|All That Glitters Black Necktie][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackNecktie.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red Necktie<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Red Necktie") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain red silk necktie. Stylish and formal, a must have for anyone working in an office environment or planning to go to official functions and balls. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Red Necktie") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Necktie|All That Glitters Red Necktie][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/RedNecktie.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Yellow Necktie<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Yellow Necktie") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain yellow silk necktie. Stylish and formal, a must have for anyone working in an office environment or planning to go to official functions and balls. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Yellow Necktie") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Yellow Necktie|All That Glitters Yellow Necktie][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/YellowNecktie.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Plain Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Plain Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black velvet choker with a gleaming steel back clasp. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Plain Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Plain Choker|All That Glitters Black Plain Choker][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackPlainChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Plain Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Plain Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain pink velvet choker with a gleaming steel back clasp. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Plain Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Plain Choker|All That Glitters Pink Plain Choker][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkPlainChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Lace Heart Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Lace Heart Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A black velvet choker, fringed with delicate lace, with a silver heart charm hanging at the front. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: 350 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Lace Heart Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Lace Heart Choker|All That Glitters Black Lace Heart Choker][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackLaceHeartChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Lace Heart Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Lace Heart Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pink velvet choker, fringed with delicate lace, with a silver heart charm hanging at the front. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: 350 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Lace Heart Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Lace Heart Choker|All That Glitters Pink Lace Heart Choker][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkLaceHeartChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">White And Black Bell Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("White And Black Bell Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A white ruffle choker with a black ribbon encircling it and tied off in a bow at the front, a small golden bell hanging in the center of the bow. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: 350 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("White And Black Bell Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White And Black Bell Choker|All That Glitters White And Black Bell Choker][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/WhiteAndBlackBellChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red And Black Bell Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Red And Black Bell Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A red ruffle choker with a black ribbon encircling it and tied off in a bow at the front, a small golden bell hanging in the center of the bow. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: 350 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Red And Black Bell Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red And Black Bell Choker|All That Glitters Red And Black Bell Choker][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/RedAndBlackBellChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink And White Bell Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink And White Bell Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pink ruffle choker with a white ribbon encircling it and tied off in a bow at the front, a small silver bell hanging in the center of the bow. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: 350 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink And White Bell Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink And White Bell Choker|All That Glitters Pink And White Bell Choker][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkAndWhiteBellChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Silver Chain Necklace<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Silver Chain Necklace") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A necklace made of linked silver chains. Wearing such expensive and finely made jewellery is likely to impress anyone who sees it, almost a must for formal occasions. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Silver Chain Necklace") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Silver Chain Necklace|All That Glitters Silver Chain Necklace][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/SilverChainNecklace.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Gold Chain Necklace<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Gold Chain Necklace") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A necklace made of linked gold chains. Wearing such expensive and finely made jewellery is likely to impress anyone who sees it, almost a must for formal occasions. Price: 1000 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Gold Chain Necklace") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Chain Necklace|All That Glitters Gold Chain Necklace][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/GoldChainNecklace.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div></div> [[Finish looking at the shop's stock|All That Glitters]]

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Looking through your wardrobe, you open up the drawer you keep all of your neckwear in, examining its contents. The drawer containing neat little sections to keep them all in order, it is easy to keep track of all the neckwear you own. <<if $neckwearLocked>>Of course, as your collar is locked onto you, you can only currently look at your collection, unable to try any of them on.<</if>> Your currently worn neckwear: <<if $currentNeckwear == "None">>No neckwear<<else>>$currentNeckwear<</if>><<if $currentNeckwear != "None">> <<if $neckwearLocked>>Cannot remove locked neckwear<<else>>[[Remove neckwear?|Wardrobe Neckwear][$currentNeckwear = "None"]]<</if>><</if>> <hr> <<if $mobileView>>Neckwear Drawer Contents: <<if $neckwear.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide neckwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('neckwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('neckwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('neckwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide neckwear collection</button><div id="neckwear collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $neckwear.length; _i++>><<if setup.NeckwearIndex.indexOf($neckwear[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.NeckwearIndex.indexOf($neckwear[_i])>> <<print setup.NeckwearIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.NeckwearList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.NeckwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Neckwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<if $neckwearLocked>>Unable to change neckwear due to lock<<else>><<link `"Put on " + setup.NeckwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Neckwear">><<set $currentNeckwear = setup.NeckwearIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $neckwear.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide neckwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('neckwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('neckwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('neckwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide neckwear collection</button><div id="neckwear collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Neckwear Drawer Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide neckwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('neckwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('neckwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('neckwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide neckwear collection</button><div id="neckwear collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Neckwear Drawer Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $neckwear.length; _i++>><<if setup.NeckwearIndex.indexOf($neckwear[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.NeckwearIndex.indexOf($neckwear[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NeckwearIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.NeckwearList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.NeckwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Neckwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<if $neckwearLocked>>Unable to change neckwear due to lock<<else>><<link `"Put on " + setup.NeckwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Neckwear">><<set $currentNeckwear = setup.NeckwearIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NeckwearList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <hr> [[Finish selecting your neckwear|Wardrobe & Makeup]]

Looking through your wardrobe, you open up the drawer you keep all of your wearable sex-toys, plugs and chastity wear in, examining its contents. The large double drawer contains various dividing barriers within it, helping separate the various highly sexual articles, keeping everything well organised. <<if $chastityLocked && $chastityBreastsLocked>>Of course, as your chastity bra and main chastity device are both locked onto you, you can only currently look at your collection, unable to make use of any of them.<<elseif $chastityLocked>>Of course, as your chastity wear is locked onto you, you can only currently look at those in your collection, unable to make use of any of them.<<elseif $chastityBreastsLocked>>Of course, as your chastity bra is locked onto you there’s nothing you can do about that.<</if>> Your currently worn butt plug: $currentButtplug<<if $currentButtplug != "None">> [[Remove butt plug?|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories][$currentButtplug = "None"]]<</if>> Your currently worn main chastity wear: <<if $currentChastity == "None">>No chastity wear<<else>>$currentChastity<</if>><<if $currentChastity != "None">> Chastity lock status: <<if $chastityLocked>>Locked<<else>>Unlocked<</if>><</if>><<if $currentChastity != "None" && $chastityLocked>> Chastity key holder: <<if $chastityLockedBy == 1>>Yourself<</if>><</if>><<if $chastityBreasts || $currentChastity != "None">> Breast chastity status: <<if $chastityBreasts>>Steel Chastity Bra worn<<else>>Unbound<</if>><</if>><<if $chastityBreasts>> Breast chastity lock status: <<if $chastityBreastsLocked>>Locked<<else>>Unlocked<</if>><</if>><<if ($currentChastity != "None" && !$chastityLocked) || ($currentChastity != "None" && $chastityLocked && $chastityLockedBy == 1) || ($chastityBreasts && !$chastityBreastsLocked) || ($chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked && $chastityLockedBy == 1)>> <<if $currentChastity != "None" && !$chastityLocked>> [[Lock main chastity device|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories][$chastityLocked = true; $chastityLockedBy = 1]]<<elseif $currentChastity != "None" && $chastityLocked && $chastityLockedBy == 1>> [[Unlock main chastity device|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories][$chastityLocked = false; if(!$chastityBreastsLocked){$chastityLockedBy = 0;};]]<</if>><<if $chastityBreasts && !$chastityBreastsLocked>> [[Lock chastity bra|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories][$chastityBreastsLocked = true; if($chastityLockedBy == 0){$chastityLockedBy = 1;};]]<<elseif $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked && $chastityLockedBy == 1>> [[Unlock chastity bra|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories][$chastityBreastsLocked = false; if(!$chastityLocked){$chastityLockedBy = 0;};]]<</if>><</if>><<if $strapOnOwned>> Your currently equipped stap-on dildo: $currentStrapOnDildo <<if $currentStrapOnDildo != "None">>[[Remove strap-on dildo?|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories][$currentStrapOnDildo = "None"]]<</if>><</if>> <hr> <<if $mobileView>>Butt Plug Drawer Contents: <<if $buttplug.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide butt plug collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('buttplug collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('buttplug collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('buttplug collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide butt plug collection</button><div id="buttplug collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $buttplug.length; _i++>><<if setup.ButtplugIndex.indexOf($buttplug[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.ButtplugIndex.indexOf($buttplug[_i])>> <<print setup.ButtplugIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.ButtplugList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[_x] + ""` "Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<if setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].AnalPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].ButtPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.ButtplugIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentButtplug = setup.ButtplugIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $buttplug.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide butt plug collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('buttplug collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('buttplug collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('buttplug collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide buttplug collection</button><div id="buttplug collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Butt Plug Drawer Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide butt plug collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('buttplug collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('buttplug collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('buttplug collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide butt plug collection</button><div id="buttplug collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Butt Plug Drawer Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $buttplug.length; _i++>><<if setup.ButtplugIndex.indexOf($buttplug[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.ButtplugIndex.indexOf($buttplug[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.ButtplugList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[_x] + ""` "Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<if setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].AnalPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].ButtPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.ButtplugIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentButtplug = setup.ButtplugIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <hr> <<if $mobileView>>Chastity Drawer Contents: <button title="Click to show/hide chastity collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('chastity collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('chastity collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('chastity collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide chastity collection</button><div id="chastity collection" style="display:none"> None <<print setup.ChastityList[0].Description>> <<if ($chastityLocked && $chastityBreastsLocked) || ($chastityLocked && !$chastityBreasts) || ($chastityBreastsLocked && $currentChastity == "None")>>Chastity irremovable<<elseif $currentChastity == "None" && !$chastityBreasts>>No chastity to remove<<elseif $chastityBreastsLocked>>[[Remove chastity?|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories][$currentChastity = "None"; $chastityLevel = 0]]<<elseif $chastityLocked>>[[Remove chastity?|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories][$chastityBreasts = false]]<<else>>[[Remove chastity?|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories][$currentChastity = "None"; $chastityBreasts = false; $chastityLevel = 0]]<</if>><<for _i to 0; _i < $chastity.length; _i++>><<if setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($chastity[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($chastity[_i])>> <<print setup.ChastityIndex[_x]>> <<print setup.ChastityList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.ChastityIndex[_x] + ""` "Chastity Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<if setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 5 && $chastityBreastsLocked>>Chastity irremovable<<elseif setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 5 && $breastSize <= 0>>Cannot Wear<<elseif setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 5>><<link `"Put on " + setup.ChastityIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $chastityBreasts = true>><</link>><<elseif $chastityLocked>>Chastity irremovable<<elseif (setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 1 || setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 3) && $penis>>Cannot wear<<elseif (setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 2 || setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 4) && !$penis>>Cannot wear<<elseif $currentButtplug != "None" && setup.ChastityList[_x].AnalPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].ButtPlug && setup.ChastityList[_x].AnalPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].VaginalPlug && setup.ChastityList[_x].VaginalPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing vaginal plug<<else>><<link `"Put on " + setup.ChastityIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentChastity = setup.ChastityIndex[_x]>><<set $chastityLevel = setup.ChastityIndex[_x].Type>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide chastity collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('chastity collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('chastity collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('chastity collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide chastity collection</button><div id="chastity collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Chastity Drawer Contents</th> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ChastityIndex[0] >> <<print setup.ChastityList[0].Description>> <<if ($chastityLocked && $chastityBreastsLocked) || ($chastityLocked && !$chastityBreasts) || ($chastityBreastsLocked && $currentChastity == "None")>>Chastity irremovable<<elseif $currentChastity == "None" && !$chastityBreasts>>No chastity to remove<<elseif $chastityBreastsLocked>>[[Remove chastity?|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories][$currentChastity = "None"; $chastityLevel = 0]]<<elseif $chastityLocked>>[[Remove chastity?|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories][$chastityBreasts = false]]<<else>>[[Remove chastity?|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories][$currentChastity = "None"; $chastityBreasts = false; $chastityLevel = 0]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[0].Image>></div></td></tr><<for _i to 0; _i < $chastity.length; _i++>><<if setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($chastity[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($chastity[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ChastityIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.ChastityList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.ChastityIndex[_x] + ""` "Chastity Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<if setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 5 && $chastityBreastsLocked>>Chastity irremovable<<elseif setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 5 && $breastSize <= 0>>Cannot Wear<<elseif setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 5>><<link `"Put on " + setup.ChastityIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $chastityBreasts = true>><</link>><<elseif $chastityLocked>>Chastity irremovable<<elseif (setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 1 || setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 3) && $penis>>Cannot wear<<elseif (setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 2 || setup.ChastityList[_x].Type == 4) && !$penis>>Cannot wear<<elseif $currentButtplug != "None" && setup.ChastityList[_x].AnalPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].ButtPlug && setup.ChastityList[_x].AnalPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].VaginalPlug && setup.ChastityList[_x].VaginalPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing vaginal plug<<else>><<link `"Put on " + setup.ChastityIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentChastity = setup.ChastityIndex[_x]>><<set $chastityLevel = setup.ChastityIndex[_x].Type>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <hr><<if $strapOnOwned>><<if $mobileView>>Stap-On Dildo Options: <<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Small Dildo") == -1 && $sexToys.indexOf("Blue Rubber Medium Dildo") == -1 && $sexToys.indexOf("Pink Rubber Large Dildo") == -1 && $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Horse Dildo") == -1>>None<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide strap-on dildo options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('strapon dildo collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('strapon dildo collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('strapon dildo collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide strap-on dildo options</button><div id="strapon dildo collection" style="display:none"><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Small Dildo") != -1>> Purple Rubber Small Dildo A small sized purple rubber dildo made for masturbation. Durable and easy to clean. <<link `"Put in Purple Rubber Small Dildo"` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentStrapOnDildo = "Purple Rubber Small Dildo">><</link>> <</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Blue Rubber Medium Dildo") != -1>> Blue Rubber Medium Dildo A medium sized blue rubber dildo made for masturbation. Durable and easy to clean. <<link `"Put in Blue Rubber Medium Dildo"` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentStrapOnDildo = "Blue Rubber Medium Dildo">><</link>> <</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Pink Rubber Large Dildo") != -1>> Pink Rubber Large Dildo A large sized pink rubber dildo made for masturbation. Durable and easy to clean. <<link `"Put in Pink Rubber Large Dildo"` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentStrapOnDildo = "Pink Rubber Large Dildo">><</link>> <</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Horse Dildo") != -1>> Purple Rubber Horse Dildo A huge sized purple rubber dildo made for masturbation, that kind of resembles the a horse’s cock. Durable and easy to clean. <<link `"Put in Purple Rubber Horse Dildo"` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentStrapOnDildo = "Purple Rubber Horse Dildo">><</link>> <</if>></div><</if>><<elseif $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Small Dildo") == -1 && $sexToys.indexOf("Blue Rubber Medium Dildo") == -1 && $sexToys.indexOf("Pink Rubber Large Dildo") == -1 && $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Horse Dildo") == -1>><button title="Click to show/hide strap-on dildo options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('strapon dildo collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('strapon dildo collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('strapon dildo collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide strap-on dildo collection</button><div id="strapon dildo collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Strap-On Dildo Options</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide strap-on dildo options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('strapon dildo collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('strapon dildo collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('strapon dildo collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide strap-on dildo options</button><div id="strapon dildo collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Strap-On Dildo Options</th><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Small Dildo") != -1>><tr><td>Purple Rubber Small Dildo A small sized purple rubber dildo made for masturbation. Durable and easy to clean. <<link `"Put in Purple Rubber Small Dildo"` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentStrapOnDildo = "Purple Rubber Small Dildo">><</link>></td><td><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/PurpleRubberSmallDildo.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Blue Rubber Medium Dildo") != -1>><tr><td>Blue Rubber Medium Dildo A medium sized blue rubber dildo made for masturbation. Durable and easy to clean. <<link `"Put in Blue Rubber Medium Dildo"` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentStrapOnDildo = "Blue Rubber Medium Dildo">><</link>></td><td><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/BlueRubberMediumDildo.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Pink Rubber Large Dildo") != -1>><tr><td>Pink Rubber Large Dildo A large sized pink rubber dildo made for masturbation. Durable and easy to clean. <<link `"Put in Pink Rubber Large Dildo"` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentStrapOnDildo = "Pink Rubber Large Dildo">><</link>></td><td><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/PinkRubberLargeDildo.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Horse Dildo") != -1>><tr><td>Purple Rubber Horse Dildo A huge sized purple rubber dildo made for masturbation, that kind of resembles the a horse’s cock. Durable and easy to clean. <<link `"Put in Purple Rubber Horse Dildo"` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentStrapOnDildo = "Purple Rubber Horse Dildo">><</link>></td><td><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/PurpleRubberHorseDildo.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div><</if>> <hr><</if>> [[Finish selecting your sexual accessories|Wardrobe & Makeup]]

"An extremely simple procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Well, it’ll cut down on your sperm production, but they’ll surely get in the way less often. I guess the easier movement and more comfortable sitting ability has its upsides. Either way, if you’ve paid for it, then I’m more than happy to give you the procedure". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple, all I need to do is apply this cream to your balls and they'll be shrunk down before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff, after getting a good layer of ointment on his gloves, places both hands on simultaneously on your scrotum. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently gropes your balls, rolling them in his hands as he carefully applies the cream equally as possible. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, further, looking down you're sure you can’t spot a bulge in his pants, he seems to be treating this very professionally. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of lemons, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that your balls have even changed, shrinking slowly and consistently in size. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your groin, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, however, a pleasant diversion as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, your scrotum now visibly decreased in size, can now be considered <<checkBalls>>. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that a pair of <<checkBalls>> balls now resides in your groin-al region. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"An extremely simple procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "I suppose if you’re looking at it in terms of profitability, when it comes to balls then bigger is better. Not always the case, but if you’re planning on selling your cum or breeding someone then being able to produce more semen is certainly a boon. Either way, if you’ve paid for it, then I’m more than happy to give you the procedure". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is very simple, all I need to do is apply this cream to your balls and they'll be bigger before you know it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff, after getting a good layer of ointment on his gloves, places both hands on simultaneously on your scrotum. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. The doctor gently gropes your balls, rolling them in his hands as he carefully applies the cream equally as possible. The look on his face is one of concentration and contentment, further, looking down you're sure you can’t spot a bulge in his pants, he seems to be treating this very professionally. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of strawberries, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that your balls have even changed, growing slowly and consistently in size. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your groin, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, but a pleasant diversion as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, your ball sack and its contents now visibly increased in size, can now be considered <<checkBalls>>. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that a pair of <<checkBalls>> balls now resides in your groin-al region. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A slightly complex procedure, as is always the case when dealing with sensitive tissue, but completely do-able", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Whilst we usually have more call for trainee’s with female genitalia, there is still call for those with penises and balls. Further, having a decent set of balls on you should help increase your sexual fluid productions, a very lucrative business if you ever get into selling them. Either way, if you’ve paid for it, then I’m more than happy to give you the procedure". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is simple on the outside, but more complex within your body. All I’ll need to do is apply this cream to grow in your balls, the rest will be up to your body to replicate the new cells for it", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff, after getting a good layer of ointment on his gloves, places both hands on simultaneously on <<if $penis>>the space below your <<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>the region just below your pussy<</if>>. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. Over time the doctor gently massages the substance into your skin, careful to apply the cream equally as possible, the look on his face is one of concentration and contentment. Further, looking down you're sure you can’t spot a bulge in his pants, he seems to be treating this very professionally. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of strawberries, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that a growth has begun to appear, though only a small one. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your groin, not enough to push you towards an orgasm, however, a pleasant diversion as you wait. Eventually, after a few minutes, the change is much more obvious, though still lacking in size, you can now be considered the owner of a <<checkBalls>> set of balls tucked away in a similarly sized scrotum. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that a pair of <<checkBalls>> balls now resides in your groin-al region. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"A slightly complex procedure, as is always the case when dealing with sensitive tissue, but completely do-able", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "A very profitable choice if I do say so, the ball-less look is usually more desirable to our clients. Though, understandably this will also lower your sexual fluid production rates, so better be forewarned on that account. Either way, if you’ve paid for it, then I’m more than happy to give you the procedure". The doctor motions for you to sit down in a chair that is again reminiscent of a dentist's chair, as he searches for something he's yet to explain. This time, however, there are no visible restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about that and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, wearing a pair of latex gloves with a large jar of cream in hand. "You'll need to take off any clothes you're wearing, don't want them to get ruined", directs the doctor as he starts opening the jar, "The procedure is simple on the outside, but more complex within your body. All I’ll need to do is apply this cream to your balls to have them dissipate, the rest will be up to your body to replicate the new cells to cover the patch of skin and to assimilate the old cells", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. Now naked, you lie back on the chair, waiting for the procedure. Before long, Dr.Radcliff, after getting a good layer of ointment on his gloves, places both hands on simultaneously on your <<checkBalls>> balls. At first the feeling is cold as the obviously refrigerated cream makes contact with your skin. However, you quickly heat up, seemingly from the cream's reaction as it starts to take effect. Over time the doctor gently massages your scrotum, juggling your balls as he carefully applies the cream as equally as possible, the look on his face is one of concentration and contentment. Further, looking down you're sure you can’t spot a bulge in his pants, he seems to be treating this very professionally. Taking a step back, he removes his gloves, watching on. Now that you have the space to think, you realise that for some reason the cream smells faintly of lemons, weird, but in a nice way. You wait briefly for the treatment to take effect, it takes a moment for you to realise that they’ve started to shrink, though only slowly at first. As you wait, a pleasant sensation radiates from your groin, what happens next coming incredibly suddenly. Indeed, all of a sudden your <<if $penis>>cock becomes rock hard, cum streaming heavily out the tip of it to wetly and warmly collect upon your stomach and thighs<<else>>pussy becomes sodden, fem-cum streaming heavily out of your feminine hole to wetly and warmly collect upon your stomach and thighs<</if>>. It feels amazing, like multiple orgasms playing out at the same time. But the sensation is also almost too much, the overload of pleasure shocking your entire system into a feverish state of confusion. Eventually though, after a few minutes, the spray slows down to a trickle, the change much more obvious. Though still lacking in size, you can now clearly see that you no longer have a set of balls where they only recently rested. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can see that no balls at all now reside in your groin-al region. Assured the procedure is complete you relax, ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

<<addToHairAccessories "Red Hair Band">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Red Hair Band that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. With this new hair band you should be up to 23% more desirable to possible mates that you may be attempting to attract. I would say that you have made a prudent choice in terms of cost to effect ratio. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "White Hair Band">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a White Hair Band that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. With this new hair band you should be up to 23% more desirable to possible mates that you may be attempting to attract. I would say that you have made a prudent choice in terms of cost to effect ratio. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Blue Hair Band">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Blue Hair Band that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. With this new hair band you should be up to 23% more desirable to possible mates that you may be attempting to attract. I would say that you have made a prudent choice in terms of cost to effect ratio. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Pink Hair Band">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Pink Hair Band that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. With this new hair band you should be up to 23% more desirable to possible mates that you may be attempting to attract. I would say that you have made a prudent choice in terms of cost to effect ratio. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Pink Head Bow">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Pink Head Bow that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. I detect with this new head bow you should be considered to be over 40% more adorable than your previous adorableness index. Strangely, I think this might suit you … after we’ve done with this interaction I’ll be sure to run a full diagnostic flush of my systems. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Red Head Bow">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Red Head Bow that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. I detect with this new head bow you should be considered to be over 40% more adorable than your previous adorableness index. Strangely, I think this might suit you … after we’ve done with this interaction I’ll be sure to run a full diagnostic flush of my systems. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Blue Head Bow">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Blue Head Bow that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. I detect with this new head bow you should be considered to be over 40% more adorable than your previous adorableness index. Strangely, I think this might suit you … after we’ve done with this interaction I’ll be sure to run a full diagnostic flush of my systems. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Green Head Bow">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Green Head Bow that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. I detect with this new head bow you should be considered to be over 40% more adorable than your previous adorableness index. Strangely, I think this might suit you … after we’ve done with this interaction I’ll be sure to run a full diagnostic flush of my systems. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Black Head Bow">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Black Head Bow that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. I detect with this new head bow you should be considered to be over 40% more adorable than your previous adorableness index. Strangely, I think this might suit you … after we’ve done with this interaction I’ll be sure to run a full diagnostic flush of my systems. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Dog Ear Clips">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a pair of Dog Ear Clips that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Confusing purchase. Humans, whilst an inferior lifeform due to their meat-space nature, are still the highest-ranking biological lifeform. Why would they wish to appear like lesser beings? Is this for aesthetic reasons? Or, is it a trick to cause complacency in your enemies? Not enough data accessible to adequately answer this query. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Tiny Black Top Hat">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Tiny Black Top Hat that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Confusing purchase. Why purchase something that looks like a hat yet is not built to specification, nor is large enough to properly protect the feeble human wearer from the weather? Is it entirely for aesthetic reasons? Seemingly a show of defective thought. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Fox Ear Clips">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a pair of Fox Ear Clips that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Confusing purchase. Humans, whilst an inferior lifeform due to their meat-space nature, are still the highest-ranking biological lifeform. Why would they wish to appear like lesser beings? Is this for aesthetic reasons? Or, is it a trick to cause complacency in your enemies? Not enough data accessible to adequately answer this query. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Bunny Ear Clips">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a pair of Bunny Ear Clips that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Confusing purchase. Humans, whilst an inferior lifeform due to their meat-space nature, are still the highest-ranking biological lifeform. Why would they wish to appear like lesser beings? Is this for aesthetic reasons? Or, is it a trick to cause complacency in your enemies? Not enough data accessible to adequately answer this query. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Cat Ear Clips">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a pair of Cat Ear Clips that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Confusing purchase. Humans, whilst an inferior lifeform due to their meat-space nature, are still the highest-ranking biological lifeform. Why would they wish to appear like lesser beings? Is this for aesthetic reasons? Or, is it a trick to cause complacency in your enemies? Not enough data accessible to adequately answer this query. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Dog Ear Hair Band">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Dog Ear Hair Band that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Confusing purchase. Humans, whilst an inferior lifeform due to their meat-space nature, are still the highest-ranking biological lifeform. Why would they wish to appear like lesser beings? Is this for aesthetic reasons? Or, is it a trick to cause complacency in your enemies? Not enough data accessible to adequately answer this query. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Black Neck Ribbon">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Black Neck Ribbon that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. With this new neck ribbon you should be up to 19% more desirable to potential mates that you may intend to attract. High quality materials and complimentary design-work. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Blue Neck Ribbon">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Blue Neck Ribbon that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. With this new neck ribbon you should be up to 19% more desirable to potential mates that you may intend to attract. High quality materials and complimentary design-work. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Green Neck Ribbon">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Green Neck Ribbon that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. With this new neck ribbon you should be up to 19% more desirable to potential mates that you may intend to attract. High quality materials and complimentary design-work. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Neck Ribbon">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Pink Neck Ribbon that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. With this new neck ribbon you should be up to 19% more desirable to potential mates that you may intend to attract. High quality materials and complimentary design-work. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Red Neck Ribbon">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Red Neck Ribbon that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. With this new neck ribbon you should be up to 19% more desirable to potential mates that you may intend to attract. High quality materials and complimentary design-work. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Black Neck Bow">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Black Neck Bow that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above-average purchase. My data indicates that with this new neck bow, your desirableness index should be up by over 24%. Further, I would consider it to be rather … adorable. Though, that may be an operating system glitch, which I will investigate later. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Neck Bow">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Pink Neck Bow that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above-average purchase. My data indicates that with this new neck bow, your desirableness index should be up by over 24%. Further, I would consider it to be rather … adorable. Though, that may be an operating system glitch, which I will investigate later. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "White Neck Bow">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a White Neck Bow that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above-average purchase. My data indicates that with this new neck bow, your desirableness index should be up by over 24%. Further, I would consider it to be rather … adorable. Though, that may be an operating system glitch, which I will investigate later. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Black Necktie">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Black Necktie that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. To my understanding neckties are a status symbol, one as well-made as this likely to increase promotion probability by up to 16%. However, I don’t understand the rationale. Is there some unknown benefit to reducing oxygen intake through tight neckwear? Does said limited oxygen deprivation make humans more sociable? More research will be required to answer these queries. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Red Necktie">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Red Necktie that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. To my understanding neckties are a status symbol, one as well-made as this likely to increase promotion probability by up to 16%. However, I don’t understand the rationale. Is there some unknown benefit to reducing oxygen intake through tight neckwear? Does said limited oxygen deprivation make humans more sociable? More research will be required to answer these queries. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Yellow Necktie">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Yellow Necktie that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. To my understanding neckties are a status symbol, one as well-made as this likely to increase promotion probability by up to 16%. However, I don’t understand the rationale. Is there some unknown benefit to reducing oxygen intake through tight neckwear? Does said limited oxygen deprivation make humans more sociable? More research will be required to answer these queries. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Black Plain Choker">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Black Plain Choker that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. My research indicates these are highly desirable, with sales outpacing many of our other products. However, despite the high-quality materials used I am confused to why they are so preferred. They are just so small, not a valid size for price equation in my opinion. Though, my understanding is that they resemble collars, so maybe the interest is a result of a mass secret human desire to be enslaved. More research on this may be required. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Plain Choker">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Pink Plain Choker that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Adequate purchase. My research indicates these are highly desirable, with sales outpacing many of our other products. However, despite the high-quality materials used I am confused to why they are so preferred. They are just so small, not a valid size for price equation in my opinion. Though, my understanding is that they resemble collars, so maybe the interest is a result of a mass secret human desire to be enslaved. More research on this may be required. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Silver Chain Necklace">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Silver Chain Necklace in a display case that catches your attention, deciding to have Wyatt remove it for you and to bring it over to the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Intelligent purchase. Not only are such items of jewellery a valid status symbol of personal wealth within human circles, but also a suitable investment. Precious metals will likely continue to increase in value at above predicted rates, along with not being as manipulatable as computer-based systems, meaning that you should be able to sell it in the future for significant returns. However, wearing your wealth may also be a dangerous choice given the unreported crime statistics within this facility. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Gold Chain Necklace">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Gold Chain Necklace in a display case that catches your attention, deciding to have Wyatt remove it for you and to bring it over to the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Intelligent purchase. Not only are such items of jewellery a valid status symbol of personal wealth within human circles, but also a suitable investment. Precious metals will likely continue to increase in value at above predicted rates, along with not being as manipulatable as computer-based systems, meaning that you should be able to sell it in the future for significant returns. However, wearing your wealth may also be a dangerous choice given the unreported crime statistics within this facility. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

"For now I’ll take a look around, see if I can find anything I’d like", you tell Khloe, glancing around the overwhelmingly huge amount of available stock the store has on show that you can see from your current vantage point. Making a rather exaggerated sigh as she bats her eyelashes in a pout, the energetic Sex-Cadet responds, "That’s okay, we do have a lot of good stuff in. Just remember I’m over here if you need me. I’d be happy to model anything that catches your interest, and I’m a very accommodating saleswoman when it comes to customer satisfaction". Amused by her overtly sexual comments, her gaze locked onto you lustily as you begin inspecting the products on show, you start browsing. Looking around the place, the store merchandise split between the central area and many small offshoot sections, there is a lot to take in. Manequins and special displays show off wearable items, with a few large locked glass cases filled with more expensive items such as specialty made collars and precious metal sex toys. Of course, there is a lot more on show than just those, all the way up to and including various pieces of pricy looking sex furniture, and as noted before a section devoted to pornographic media Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide clothes options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide clothes options</button><div id="clothes" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[23] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Latex Catsuit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[23].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[23] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 23>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Latex Catsuit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Latex Catsuit|Planet Orgasmos Black Latex Catsuit][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[23].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[26] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Latex Catsuit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[26].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[26] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 26>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Latex Catsuit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Latex Catsuit|Planet Orgasmos Pink Latex Catsuit][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[26].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[36] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Leather Bustier And Shorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[36].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[36] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 36>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Leather Bustier And Shorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Leather Bustier And Shorts|Planet Orgasmos Leather Bustier And Shorts][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[36].Image>></div></td></tr> <<if $exhibitionismSkill >= 1>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[27] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Shibari Rope Harness") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[27].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[27] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 27>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Shibari Rope Harness") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Shibari Rope Harness|Planet Orgasmos Shibari Rope Harness][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[27].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[28] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Bondage Straps") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[28].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[28] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 28>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Bondage Straps") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Bondage Straps|Planet Orgasmos Black Bondage Straps][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[28].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide underwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide underwear options</button><div id="underwear" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[11] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Latex Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[11].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[11] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 11>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Latex Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Latex Panties|Planet Orgasmos Black Latex Panties][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[11].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[50] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Latex Vaginal Plug Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[50].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[50] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 50>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Latex Vaginal Plug Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Latex Vaginal Plug Panties|Planet Orgasmos Black Latex Vaginal Plug Panties][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[50].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[51] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Latex Anal Plug Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[51].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[51] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 51>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Latex Anal Plug Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Latex Anal Plug Panties|Planet Orgasmos Black Latex Anal Plug Panties][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[51].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[52] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Latex Double Plug Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[52].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[52] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 52>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Latex Double Plug Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Latex Double Plug Panties|Planet Orgasmos Black Latex Double Plug Panties][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[52].Image>></div></td></tr><<if $exhibitionismSkill >= 1>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[13] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Leather Popper Panties") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[13].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[13] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 13>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Leather Popper Panties") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Leather Popper Panties|Planet Orgasmos Leather Popper Panties][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[13].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[10] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Leather Crotchless Boxers") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[10].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[10] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = 10>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Leather Crotchless Boxers") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Leather Crotchless Boxers|Planet Orgasmos Leather Crotchless Boxers][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[10].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide neckwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('neck') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('neck') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('neck') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide neckwear options</button><div id="neck" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Plain Leather Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Plain Leather Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. Whilst a relatively normal collar, all collars are usually considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Plain Leather Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Plain Leather Collar|Planet Orgasmos Black Plain Leather Collar][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackPlainLeatherCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Brown Plain Leather Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Brown Plain Leather Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain Brown leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. Whilst a relatively normal collar, all collars are usually considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Brown Plain Leather Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Brown Plain Leather Collar|Planet Orgasmos Brown Plain Leather Collar][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BrownPlainLeatherCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Plain Leather Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Plain Leather Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain Pink leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. Whilst a relatively normal collar, all collars are usually considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Plain Leather Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Plain Leather Collar|Planet Orgasmos Pink Plain Leather Collar][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkPlainLeatherCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">White Plain Leather Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("White Plain Leather Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain White leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. Whilst a relatively normal collar, all collars are usually considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("White Plain Leather Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Plain Leather Collar|Planet Orgasmos White Plain Leather Collar][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/WhitePlainLeatherCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Sissy Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Sissy Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A black velvet choker with the word ‘SISSY’ emblazoned across the front of it in rhinestones. Inherently sexual because of what it hints about the wearer, this choker is feminine and sexy provoking reactions similar to that of a collar. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Sissy Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Sissy Choker|Planet Orgasmos Black Sissy Choker][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackSissyChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Sissy Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Sissy Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pink velvet choker with the word ‘SISSY’ emblazoned across the front of it in rhinestones. Inherently sexual because of what it hints about the wearer, this choker is feminine and sexy provoking reactions similar to that of a collar. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Sissy Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Sissy Choker|Planet Orgasmos Pink Sissy Choker][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkSissyChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Leather Bell Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Leather Bell Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A thick and tall black leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, small studs circling it, and a steel front ring from which hangs a large steel bell. A very noticeable collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 250 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Leather Bell Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Leather Bell Collar|Planet Orgasmos Black Leather Bell Collar][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackLeatherBellCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red Leather Bell Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Red Leather Bell Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A thick and tall red leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, small studs circling it, and a steel front ring from which hangs a large steel bell. A very noticeable collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 250 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Red Leather Bell Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Leather Bell Collar|Planet Orgasmos Red Leather Bell Collar][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/RedLeatherBellCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Leather Bell Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Leather Bell Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A thick and tall pink leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, small studs circling it, and a steel front ring from which hangs a large steel bell. A very noticeable collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 250 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Leather Bell Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Leather Bell Collar|Planet Orgasmos Pink Leather Bell Collar][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkLeatherBellCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Leather Cowbell Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Leather Cowbell Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring from which hangs a pendulous cowbell. A very noticeable collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Leather Cowbell Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Leather Cowbell Collar|Planet Orgasmos Black Leather Cowbell Collar][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackLeatherCowbellCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Latex Ruffle Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Latex Ruffle Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black stretchy latex band with large cream latex ruffles running down both sides of its length. A very noticeable and fetishy collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Latex Ruffle Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Latex Ruffle Collar|Planet Orgasmos Latex Ruffle Collar][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/LatexRuffleCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Thick Steel Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Thick Steel Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A tall and thick collar made of durable steel, which hinges on the left and locks on the right side, with a large steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. This is the sort of collar which means serious business, also coming off as extremely sexual in nature. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Thick Steel Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Thick Steel Collar|Planet Orgasmos Thick Steel Collar][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/ThickSteelCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Silver Ring Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Silver Ring Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A sleek and beautiful collar made of gleaming silver, disassembles into two parts, fusing together seamlessly. With a silver front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points, this collar gives the impression of wealth, at least in terms of the wearer’s possible owner, at the same time coming off as extremely sexual in nature. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Silver Ring Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Silver Ring Collar|Planet Orgasmos Silver Ring Collar][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/SilverRingCollar.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide butt plug options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('plug') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('plug') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('plug') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide butt plug options</button><div id="plug" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[9] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Small Rubber Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[9].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[9] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 9>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Small Rubber Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Small Rubber Butt Plug|Planet Orgasmos Small Rubber Butt Plug][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[9].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[10] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Medium Rubber Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[10].Description>> Price: 325 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[10] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 10>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Medium Rubber Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <325>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Medium Rubber Butt Plug|Planet Orgasmos Medium Rubber Butt Plug][$ggp -= 325]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[10].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[11] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Large Rubber Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[11].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[11] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 11>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Large Rubber Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Large Rubber Butt Plug|Planet Orgasmos Large Rubber Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[11].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[12] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Metal Ringed Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[12].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[12] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 12>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Metal Ringed Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Metal Ringed Butt Plug|Planet Orgasmos Metal Ringed Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[12].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[1] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Black Cat Tail Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[1].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[1] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 1>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Black Cat Tail Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Cat Tail Butt Plug|Planet Orgasmos Black Cat Tail Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[2] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("White Bunny Tail Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[2].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[2] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 2>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("White Bunny Tail Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Bunny Tail Butt Plug|Planet Orgasmos White Bunny Tail Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[3] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Red Pony Tail Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[3].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[3] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 3>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Red Pony Tail Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Pony Tail Butt Plug|Planet Orgasmos Red Pony Tail Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[4] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[4].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[4] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 4>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug|Planet Orgasmos Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[4].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[5] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[5].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[5] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 5>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug|Planet Orgasmos Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[5].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[13] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Cow Tail Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[13].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[13] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 13>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Cow Tail Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Cow Tail Butt Plug|Planet Orgasmos Cow Tail Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[13].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[6] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Blue Gem Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[6].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[6] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 6>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Blue Gem Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Gem Butt Plug|Planet Orgasmos Blue Gem Butt Plug][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[6].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[7] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Green Gem Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[7].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[7] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 7>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Green Gem Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Green Gem Butt Plug|Planet Orgasmos Green Gem Butt Plug][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[7].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[8] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Pink Gem Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[8].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[8] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 8>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Pink Gem Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Gem Butt Plug|Planet Orgasmos Pink Gem Butt Plug][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[8].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide chastity options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('chastity') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('chastity') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('chastity') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide chastity options</button><div id="chastity" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ChastityIndex[2]>><<if $chastity.indexOf("Chain Chastity Belt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ChastityList[2].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ChastityIndex[2] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Chastity Examine">><<set $holderInt = 2>><</link>> <<if $chastity.indexOf("Chain Chastity Belt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Chain Chastity Belt|Planet Orgasmos Chain Chastity Belt][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ChastityIndex[3]>><<if $chastity.indexOf("Steel Chastity Belt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ChastityList[3].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ChastityIndex[3] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Chastity Examine">><<set $holderInt = 3>><</link>> <<if $chastity.indexOf("Steel Chastity Belt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Chastity Belt|Planet Orgasmos Steel Chastity Belt][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ChastityIndex[4]>><<if $chastity.indexOf("Chastity Belt And Locking Thigh Cuffs") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ChastityList[4].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ChastityIndex[4] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Chastity Examine">><<set $holderInt = 4>><</link>> <<if $chastity.indexOf("Chastity Belt And Locking Thigh Cuffs") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Chastity Belt And Locking Thigh Cuffs|Planet Orgasmos Chastity Belt And Locking Thigh Cuffs][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[4].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ChastityIndex[5]>><<if $chastity.indexOf("Double Plug Steel Chastity Belt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ChastityList[5].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ChastityIndex[5] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Chastity Examine">><<set $holderInt = 5>><</link>> <<if $chastity.indexOf("Double Plug Steel Chastity Belt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Double Plug Steel Chastity Belt|Planet Orgasmos Double Plug Steel Chastity Belt][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[5].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ChastityIndex[1]>><<if $chastity.indexOf("Steel Chastity Bra") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ChastityList[1].Description>> Price: 800 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ChastityIndex[1] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Chastity Examine">><<set $holderInt = 1>><</link>> <<if $chastity.indexOf("Steel Chastity Bra") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <800>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Chastity Bra|Planet Orgasmos Steel Chastity Bra][$ggp -= 800]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ChastityIndex[6]>><<if $chastity.indexOf("Plastic Cock Cage") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ChastityList[6].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ChastityIndex[6] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Chastity Examine">><<set $holderInt = 6>><</link>> <<if $chastity.indexOf("Plastic Cock Cage") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plastic Cock Cage|Planet Orgasmos Plastic Cock Cage][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[6].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ChastityIndex[7]>><<if $chastity.indexOf("Steel Cock Cage") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ChastityList[7].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ChastityIndex[7] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Chastity Examine">><<set $holderInt = 7>><</link>> <<if $chastity.indexOf("Steel Cock Cage") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Cock Cage|Planet Orgasmos Steel Cock Cage][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[7].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ChastityIndex[8]>><<if $chastity.indexOf("Solid Steel Cock Cage") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ChastityList[8].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ChastityIndex[8] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Chastity Examine">><<set $holderInt = 8>><</link>> <<if $chastity.indexOf("Solid Steel Cock Cage") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Solid Steel Cock Cage|Planet Orgasmos Solid Steel Cock Cage][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[8].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ChastityIndex[9]>><<if $chastity.indexOf("Steel Male Chastity Belt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ChastityList[9].Description>> Price: 800 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ChastityIndex[9] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Chastity Examine">><<set $holderInt = 9>><</link>> <<if $chastity.indexOf("Steel Male Chastity Belt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <800>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Male Chastity Belt|Planet Orgasmos Steel Male Chastity Belt][$ggp -= 800]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[9].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ChastityIndex[10]>><<if $chastity.indexOf("Plugged Steel Male Chastity Belt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ChastityList[10].Description>> Price: 1000 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ChastityIndex[10] + ""` "Planet Orgasmos Chastity Examine">><<set $holderInt = 10>><</link>> <<if $chastity.indexOf("Plugged Steel Male Chastity Belt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plugged Steel Male Chastity Belt|Planet Orgasmos Plugged Steel Male Chastity Belt][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ChastityList[10].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide sex toy options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('sex toys') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('sex toys') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('sex toys') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide sex toy options</button><div id="sex toys" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Purple Rubber Small Dildo<<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Small Dildo") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A small sized purple rubber dildo made for masturbation. Durable and easy to clean, this simple rubber masturbation aid is a popular sex toy. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Small Dildo") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Rubber Small Dildo|Planet Orgasmos Purple Rubber Small Dildo][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/PurpleRubberSmallDildo.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Blue Rubber Medium Dildo<<if $sexToys.indexOf("Blue Rubber Medium Dildo") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A medium sized blue rubber dildo made for masturbation. Durable and easy to clean, this simple rubber masturbation aid is a popular sex toy. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $sexToys.indexOf("Blue Rubber Medium Dildo") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Rubber Medium Dildo|Planet Orgasmos Blue Rubber Medium Dildo][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/BlueRubberMediumDildo.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Rubber Large Dildo<<if $sexToys.indexOf("Pink Rubber Large Dildo") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large sized pink rubber dildo made for masturbation. Durable and easy to clean, this simple rubber masturbation aid is a popular sex toy. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $sexToys.indexOf("Pink Rubber Large Dildo") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Rubber Large Dildo|Planet Orgasmos Pink Rubber Large Dildo][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/PinkRubberLargeDildo.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Purple Rubber Horse Dildo<<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Horse Dildo") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A huge sized purple rubber dildo made for masturbation, that kind of resembles the a horse’s cock. Durable and easy to clean, this simple rubber masturbation aid is a popular sex toy. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Rubber Horse Dildo") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Rubber Horse Dildo|Planet Orgasmos Purple Rubber Horse Dildo][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/PurpleRubberHorseDildo.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Purple Vibrating Cock Ring<<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Vibrating Cock Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A simple purple cock ring with a rubbery interior, built with a vibration function to increase the pleasurable sensation. Durable and easy to clean, this basic cock ring aid is a popular sex toy. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $sexToys.indexOf("Purple Vibrating Cock Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Vibrating Cock Ring|Planet Orgasmos Purple Vibrating Cock Ring][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/PurpleVibratingCockRing.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Bullet Vibrator<<if $sexToys.indexOf("Pink Bullet Vibrator") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> An extremely small but still powerful pink vibrator, mainly intended for clitoral masturbation. Durable and easy to clean, this discrete masturbation aid is a popular sex toy. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $sexToys.indexOf("Pink Bullet Vibrator") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Bullet Vibrator|Planet Orgasmos Pink Bullet Vibrator][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/PinkBulletVibrator.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Silver Metal Vibrator<<if $sexToys.indexOf("Silver Metal Vibrator") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A decent sized silver metal vibrator made for masturbation. Durable and easy to clean, this simple yet effective masturbation aid is a popular sex toy. Price: 550 G.G.P <<if $sexToys.indexOf("Silver Metal Vibrator") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <550>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Silver Metal Vibrator|Planet Orgasmos Silver Metal Vibrator][$ggp -= 550]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/SilverMetalVibrator.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red Rabbit Vibrator<<if $sexToys.indexOf("Red Rabbit Vibrator") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A decent sized red rubber vibrator with multiple functions and rabbit ears, made for masturbation. Durable and easy to clean, this top of the line masturbation aid is a popular sex toy. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $sexToys.indexOf("Red Rabbit Vibrator") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Rabbit Vibrator|Planet Orgasmos Red Rabbit Vibrator][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/RedRabbitVibrator.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Strap-On Harness<<if $strapOnOwned>> - Owned<</if>> A specially made strap on harness built to not only adjust to most any body shape but also to accept a wide variety of dildos within. With an internal vibrating sensor that ensures the wearer doesn’t miss out on the fun, this strap on harness is a top of the line purchase. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $strapOnOwned>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Strap On Harness|Planet Orgasmos Strap On Harness][$ggp -= 750; $strapOnOwned = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/StrapOnHarness.png]]</div></td></tr> </table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide sex furniture options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('furniture') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('furniture') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('furniture') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide sex furniture options</button><div id="furniture" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed<<if $furniture.indexOf("Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large grey cushioned pet bed sized for an adult human. Comfortable, this soft ring-shaped bed comes along with sheets to match your bedspread. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed|Planet Orgasmos Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/GreyPetBed.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Long Padded Top Cage<<if $furniture.indexOf("Long Padded Top Cage") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A long locking black steel cage which doubles as a red leather padded bench. Containing additional padding on the cage floor to aid in its comfort, this lengthy yet narrow metal cage bed comes along with blankets to match your bedspread. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Long Padded Top Cage") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Long Padded Top Cage|Planet Orgasmos Long Padded Top Cage][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/BlackCageBed.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Sybian (Masturbation Furniture)<<if $furniture.indexOf("Sybian") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A short saddle-like black box with a rubber strip on the top. With an adjustable vibration setting, and multiple designs for the replaceable rubber sex string including single or double dildo variants, there’s a good reason why the sybian is such a popular masturbation device. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Sybian") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Sybian|Planet Orgasmos Sybian][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Toys/Sybian.png]]</div></td></tr> </table></div></div> [[Finish looking at the shop's stock|Planet Orgasmos]]

Approaching the dark blue and black storefront of a store listed as, Planet Orgasmos", the first thing you note is that all the large front windows are blacked out giving you no view of what’s inside. Though, if the murals painted on those blacked out glass panes are anything to go by, then you’ve got a pretty good idea of the stores purpose. Ringed with slightly cartoonish planets, stars and other space related ephemera, the main scenarios of the murals are all scantily clad female astronauts in a classic pin-up style, playing with sex toys or being fucked by aliens. Other than that, there’s only a single door to one side of the widow display, the door itself rather non-descript except for it being equally blacked-out. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/PlanetOrgasmos.png]]</div> Entering within, the interior is rather labyrinthine, containing lots of off-shoot corridors and little rooms, broken up by columns and half-walls. With decoration matching what you saw on the façade, that being a continued pulp-space-sex theme, the main difference between the two is that inside there is a vast collection of props to complete the feel. Ranging from a hefty flying saucer shaped light fitting hanging in the open center of the room, you also see life-size figurines of the various naughty astronaut girls and the aliens playing with certain of them. On top of that, of course, there is a varied assortment of; sex toys, sexual apparel, sexual accessories, sex furniture, and even a porn media section behind a fluorescent curtain. Finally, also perched near the middle of the room is the sales desk, the worker behind it as absurd and eye-catching as the rest of the store. At just below 5 and ½ feet in height, the energetic pink-haired girl certainly stands out. Her hair pulled up into a pair of pigtails, supported by a pair of hair coils to make it stand up more, the neon pink locks bring a lot of attention to her exceedingly cute face and button nose. Further, it’s hard to miss the glow-in-the-dark purple star just below her left eye, her eyes also a light purple, obviously a result of bio-mods. That’s not even getting down to her body, a pair of perky C-Cup breasts barely hidden by a shiny silver jumpsuit-dress hybrid with purple trim, the chest section dips down to give a good hint of cleavage. Accented with a purple leather belt, and a pair of wrist wraps coloured the same as the main outfit, the hem is just as scandalous as the rest of it, dipping down to only an inch or so past her crotch. <<if visited()>1>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Khloe, the extremely eager sales clerk.<</if>> <<if visited()<=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/KhloeLarge.png]]</div>"Hey-ooo!", the pink pigtailed girl calls over to you the moment you enter, waving at you enthusiastically with both arms, "Sex-Cadet Khloe here at your service, if you need anything then don’t hesitate to give me a boop!", her eyes alight with excitement as her wave turns into a strange salute before dropping back to a more neutral pose. Wandering over to her counter, slightly confused by the overly peppy greeting, you say in a mildly off-balance tone, "Hey … um, hi. I’m $firstName, I’m just taking a look around. Is this a sex store?", not entirely getting the space theme or the girl’s, Khloe’s, pronouncement that she was a ‘Sex Cadet’, whatever that meant. Obviously in high spirits, her hands never stopping their movement as she gesticulates during conversation, she responds with glee, "Hi there $firstName, that’s a really <<if $femininity >= 0>>pretty<<else>>cool<</if>> name! It totally suits you! And, yeppers, this is ‘Planet Orgasmos’, and we’re one of the biggest; sex-toy, sex-apparel, sex-supplies, sex-furniture, sex-accessories, sex-media … and, what was the other one, I always forget, oh yeah, sex-fluids! Wait, I’ve lost track a bit, but yeah, we sell pretty much anything sex related that you could ever want! I’m also willing to be a very hands-on Sex-Cadet when it comes to making a sale", an overtly flirty wink accompanying her last statement. "That’s a lot of things. Wait, sex-fluids? Also, wait, what’s a ‘Sex-Cadet’?", you ask in turn, the continued conversation only creating more questions in your mind. "Yeah, we have so much good stuff! Best job ever, you know! Though, I’m kind of biased as a Sex-Cadet … that and this being my family’s business and all. But, yeah, sex-fluids, crazy huh? Some people like to buy real cum to fill their sex toys, others just like the taste. We do paid collections, though the room we use is currently being refurbished so it’s off the table for the moment, which sucks!". "Oh, right, and the Sex-Cadet’s! Duh! Well, we Sex-Cadet’s are the future of space travel! Now think about it, you’re travelling in space and you’re really bored and lonely, ’Bang!’, Sex-Cadet! It’s really cool, we have club badges, and we get paid to take on the training and then some every year we stay in it, and we have awesome meetings, and … ooo, ooo, we have a zero-gravity room for practicing zero-g sex in!", Khloe enthusiastically explains, practically vibrating as she does. Though eventually she adds in a quieter less vibrant voice, "It’s a little awkward as my family invented them. It isn’t super serious, just a fun club for people who enjoy sex and want to have a bit of geeky fun with it. We do shop discounts for members, but there are some requirements, mostly about having a bunch of sex, that’s why members get paid. No need to panic or anything, we’re not a cult and you wouldn’t get blasted into space or anything, it’s just a sex club. We had a couple once who totally thought it was a cult instead of a fun swinger’s club theme, and … well, that was totally awkward". Feeling a little more comfortable about the situation after her most recent assurances, you smile at Khloe, "So, big sex toys shop, that buys and sells sex-fluids, and a space-themed sex club that rent themselves out for extra cash. I’ve got all that right, right?". Nodding, the animated pink haired Sex-Cadet answers cheerfully, "Yeppers, that’s pretty much everything. Other than that … I’m totally down-to-fuck basically anytime! The weighty duty of a star Sex-Cadet, however will I manage. So, you need anything?", her pleasant voice and body language appearing increasingly flirtatious. "I think I’m good for now", you start, glancing around the store a bit and trying to take in the sheer amount of stuff that’s on sale. "Though, if you have any recommendations about things to buy, then that would be greatly appreciated", you add after an extra moment of thought. "Well, other than fucking me until I can’t walk for a week, I can think of a few things! Everyone can use a good dildo or a vibe, even if you’re not into them yourself. We’ve got a huge stock, so I’d be happy to give you a tour of the products. Other than that, I can say that our accessories and clothing can spice up your sex life, and we do sell a few lotions and oils that could help sex in general. Oh, and the porn we have on offer is really hot! Like, really hot! I’ve even been known to shoot a little in my spare time, just like the good Sex-Cadet I am", she answers with glee, her cheeks becoming flushed and her breathing more laboured the longer Khloe talks. Biting her lip, she finally asks, "So is there anything I can do for you?".<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/KhloeSmall.png]]</div>"Hey-ooo again $firstName!", the pink pigtailed girl calls over to you the moment you enter, waving at you enthusiastically with both arms, "Sex-Cadet Khloe here at your service, if you need anything then don’t hesitate to give me a boop!", her eyes alight with excitement as her wave turns into that strange salute again before dropping back to a more neutral pose. Heading over to the sizable glass fronted counter, filled with premium sex toys that look more like jewellery or ornaments than actual toys for use, you wave your own greeting at Khloe, asking her, "Hi Khloe. How’s work been? Anything new and interesting in stock?". Biting her lip, she answers with a flirty grin, "This place is great as always! Lots of awesome smut and new toys, you should take a look. Maybe you’d even like a guided tour. So is there anything I can do for you?".<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stores merchandise|Planet Orgasmos Stock]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Sexual Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Sexual Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<addToFurniture "Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a section containing display models of pet-furniture, you select for yourself a large cushiony grey pet bed. Filling out one of the nearby order slips, as you’re pretty sure you’re not supposed to pick up the display furniture, you take your order slip back over to Skyler. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Oh … um, that’s … um, well it’s really co…cushiony. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. So soft, you’re l…lucky to find such a nice one. Pet-beds are awe…all the rage, but, um, I think they’d be k…kind of …. um, embarrassing. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she gives you a receipt with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, all while smiling at you awkwardly as she explains that your furniture will be delivered and installed within your room before you get home. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

"Don’t worry, I’ll just take a look around, see if I can find anything I’d like", you assure Skyler, not entirely sure if the nervous girl would be able to cope with you actively asking for her advice on such fetishy items as the shop has in stock, a sentiment that seems to equally play out on her face as she looks relieved. Sounding slightly more relaxed, Skyler in turn replies, "That’s good. I’ll, um, just be over h…here then. If you need me then I’ll try to help … maybe from o…over here. Um, good luck … meow", content to leave you to your investigation of what the store has to offer, the idea of having to come out from what little cover the counter gives her likely a rather mortifying prospect. Ready to give things a good look over, you soon realize that the layout of the shop is very convenient. Not only are all the accessories, toys, and other assorted items of interest, divided into well-labelled sections. But, additionally, the floorspace has been setup in such a way that there is significant space between the shelves, making sure that your don’t feel cramped or miss anything. Taking a moment to also view the various pet-slaves, their happy faces and by-and-large lewd reactions to your brief examination of them through the glass wall putting you in a good mood. But, getting back to some serious shopping, you instead investigate the collections of; collars, hair accessories, outfits, tail-style butt plugs, and much more. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide clothes options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide clothes options</button><div id="clothes" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[98]>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Latex Kitten Bodysuit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[98].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[98] + ""` "Kitten Caboodle Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 98>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Latex Kitten Bodysuit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Latex Kitten Bodysuit|Kitten Caboodle Black Latex Kitten Bodysuit][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[98].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[99]>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Leather Pony Harness") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[99].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[99] + ""` "Kitten Caboodle Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 99>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Leather Pony Harness") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Leather Pony Harness|Kitten Caboodle Black Leather Pony Harness][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[99].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[100]>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Leather Puppy Harness") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[100].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[100] + ""` "Kitten Caboodle Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 100>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Leather Puppy Harness") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Leather Puppy Harness|Kitten Caboodle Black Leather Puppy Harness][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[100].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[101]>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Fur Trim Bunny Bodice") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[101].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[101] + ""` "Kitten Caboodle Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 101>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Fur Trim Bunny Bodice") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Fur Trim Bunny Bodice|Kitten Caboodle Pink Fur Trim Bunny Bodice][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[101].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[76]>><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Cow Pattern Overalls") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[76].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[76] + ""` "Kitten Caboodle Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 76>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Cow Pattern Overalls") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Cow Pattern Overalls|Kitten Caboodle Cow Pattern Overalls][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[76].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide neckwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('neck') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('neck') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('neck') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide neckwear options</button><div id="neck" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Plain Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Plain Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black velvet choker with a gleaming steel back clasp. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Plain Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Plain Choker|Kitten Caboodle Black Plain Choker][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackPlainChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Plain Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Plain Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain pink velvet choker with a gleaming steel back clasp. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Plain Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Plain Choker|Kitten Caboodle Pink Plain Choker][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkPlainChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Plain Leather Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Plain Leather Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. Whilst a relatively normal collar, all collars are usually considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Plain Leather Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Plain Leather Collar|Kitten Caboodle Black Plain Leather Collar][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackPlainLeatherCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Brown Plain Leather Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Brown Plain Leather Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain Brown leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. Whilst a relatively normal collar, all collars are usually considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Brown Plain Leather Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Brown Plain Leather Collar|Kitten Caboodle Brown Plain Leather Collar][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BrownPlainLeatherCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Plain Leather Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Plain Leather Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain Pink leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. Whilst a relatively normal collar, all collars are usually considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Plain Leather Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Plain Leather Collar|Kitten Caboodle Pink Plain Leather Collar][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkPlainLeatherCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">White Plain Leather Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("White Plain Leather Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain White leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. Whilst a relatively normal collar, all collars are usually considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("White Plain Leather Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Plain Leather Collar|Kitten Caboodle White Plain Leather Collar][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/WhitePlainLeatherCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Thick Steel Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Thick Steel Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A tall and thick collar made of durable steel, which hinges on the left and locks on the right side, with a large steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. This is the sort of collar which means serious business, also coming off as extremely sexual in nature. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Thick Steel Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Thick Steel Collar|Kitten Caboodle Thick Steel Collar][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/ThickSteelCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Silver Ring Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Silver Ring Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A sleek and beautiful collar made of gleaming silver, disassembles into two parts, fusing together seamlessly. With a silver front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points, this collar gives the impression of wealth, at least in terms of the wearer’s possible owner, at the same time coming off as extremely sexual in nature. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Silver Ring Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Silver Ring Collar|Kitten Caboodle Silver Ring Collar][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/SilverRingCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Leather Bell Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Leather Bell Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A thick and tall black leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, small studs circling it, and a steel front ring from which hangs a large steel bell. A very noticeable collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Leather Bell Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Leather Bell Collar|Kitten Caboodle Black Leather Bell Collar][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackLeatherBellCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red Leather Bell Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Red Leather Bell Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A thick and tall red leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, small studs circling it, and a steel front ring from which hangs a large steel bell. A very noticeable collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Red Leather Bell Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Leather Bell Collar|Kitten Caboodle Red Leather Bell Collar][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/RedLeatherBellCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Leather Bell Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Leather Bell Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A thick and tall pink leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, small studs circling it, and a steel front ring from which hangs a large steel bell. A very noticeable collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Leather Bell Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Leather Bell Collar|Kitten Caboodle Pink Leather Bell Collar][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkLeatherBellCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Leather Cowbell Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Leather Cowbell Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring from which hangs a pendulous cowbell. A very noticeable collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Leather Cowbell Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Leather Cowbell Collar|Kitten Caboodle Black Leather Cowbell Collar][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackLeatherCowbellCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> </table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide hair accessory options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('hair') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('hair') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('hair') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide hair accessory options</button><div id="hair" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Dog Ear Clips<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Dog Ear Clips") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like floppy brown dog ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Dog Ear Clips") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Dog Ear Clips|Kitten Caboodle Dog Ear Clips][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/DogEarHairClip.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Cat Ear Clips<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Cat Ear Clips") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like sleek black cat ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Cat Ear Clips") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Cat Ear Clips|Kitten Caboodle Cat Ear Clips][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/CatEarHairClip.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Bunny Ear Clips<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Bunny Ear Clips") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like upright white bunny ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Bunny Ear Clips") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Bunny Ear Clips|Kitten Caboodle Bunny Ear Clips][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BunnyEarHairClip.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Fox Ear Clips<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Fox Ear Clips") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like furry red fox ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Fox Ear Clips") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Fox Ear Clips|Kitten Caboodle Fox Ear Clips][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/FoxEarHairClip.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Dog Ear Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Dog Ear Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur hair are that are styled to appear like floppy brown dog ears, attached to an equally furry hair band. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Dog Ear Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Dog Ear Hair Band|Kitten Caboodle Dog Ear Hair Band][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/DogEarHairband.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Cow Ear Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Cow Ear Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake fur ears that are styled to appear like droopy black and white cow ears, attached to an equally furry hair band along with a pair of nubby cow horns. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Cow Ear Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Cow Ear Hair Band|Kitten Caboodle Cow Ear Hair Band][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/CowEarHairBand.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Horse Ear Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Horse Ear Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pair of fake felt ears that are styled to appear like tall black horses’ ears, attached to a felt wrapped hair band. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Horse Ear Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Horse Ear Hair Band|Kitten Caboodle Horse Ear Hair Band][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/HorseEarHairBand.png]]</div></td></tr> </table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide butt plug options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('plug') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('plug') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('plug') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide butt plug options</button><div id="plug" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[1] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Black Cat Tail Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[1].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[1] + ""` "Kitten Caboodle Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 1>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Black Cat Tail Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Cat Tail Butt Plug|Kitten Caboodle Black Cat Tail Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[2] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("White Bunny Tail Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[2].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[2] + ""` "Kitten Caboodle Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 2>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("White Bunny Tail Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Bunny Tail Butt Plug|Kitten Caboodle White Bunny Tail Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[3] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Red Pony Tail Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[3].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[3] + ""` "Kitten Caboodle Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 3>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Red Pony Tail Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Pony Tail Butt Plug|Kitten Caboodle Red Pony Tail Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[4] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[4].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[4] + ""` "Kitten Caboodle Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 4>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug|Kitten Caboodle Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[4].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[5] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[5].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[5] + ""` "Kitten Caboodle Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 5>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug|Kitten Caboodle Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[5].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[13] >><<if $buttplug.indexOf("Cow Tail Butt Plug") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ButtplugList[13].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.ButtplugIndex[13] + ""` "Kitten Caboodle Buttplug Examine">><<set $holderInt = 13>><</link>> <<if $buttplug.indexOf("Cow Tail Butt Plug") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Cow Tail Butt Plug|Kitten Caboodle Cow Tail Butt Plug][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ButtplugList[13].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide pet-play furniture options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('furniture') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('furniture') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('furniture') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide pet-play furniture options</button><div id="furniture" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Automatic Feed Trough<<if $furniture.indexOf("Automatic Feed Trough") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large metal feed trough much like those commonly used for cattle. This model, however, attaches to the facility’s internal distribution network, allowing it to automatically refill once a day with nutritious Hucow Oat-Feed which is recognized to improve the eaters health, lactation production, and lactation value. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Automatic Feed Trough") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Automatic Feed Trough|Kitten Caboodle Automatic Feed Trough][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/FeedingTrough.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed<<if $furniture.indexOf("Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large grey cushioned pet bed sized for an adult human. Comfortable, this soft ring-shaped bed comes along with sheets to match your bedspread. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed|Kitten Caboodle Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/GreyPetBed.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Long Padded Top Cage<<if $furniture.indexOf("Long Padded Top Cage") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A long locking black steel cage which doubles as a red leather padded bench. Containing additional padding on the cage floor to aid in its comfort, this lengthy yet narrow metal cage bed comes along with blankets to match your bedspread. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Long Padded Top Cage") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Long Padded Top Cage|Kitten Caboodle Long Padded Top Cage][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/BlackCageBed.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Hay Filled Wooden Stall<<if $furniture.indexOf("Hay Filled Wooden Stall") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A sizeable gate-fronted wooden animal stall sized for an adult human. Containing specially formulated ‘soft’ faux sleeping hay, this wooden sleeping stall should be comfortable enough to allow restful sleep. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $furniture.indexOf("Hay Filled Wooden Stall") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Hay Filled Wooden Stall|Kitten Caboodle Hay Filled Wooden Stall][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/PetStall.png]]</div></td></tr> </table></div></div> [[Finish looking at the shop's stock|Kitten Caboodle]]

As you approach the light green and white shopfront façade, a large sign spans the width of it, listing it as, "Kitten Caboodle – Pet-Play Supplies & Accessories". In general, you wouldn’t say there was anything out of the ordinary about the outside of the store, other than possibly the occasional paw prints designs. However, looking inside you see something which creates a different picture, a row of small-ish glass fronted cells containing girls dressed as dogs and cats. Deciding to take your chances with the odd place, you for the moment shrug off what you’ve just seen, passing through the glass fronted door. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/KittenCaboodle.png]]</div> A small bell ringing as you enter, you take in the sight of the open and airy interior. With lightwood floors and the same pale green and white colour scheme as outside, not to mention the warm lighting, the place has quite a pleasant feel to it. The merchandise itself spread out to make sure nothing feels cramped, you clearly see a wide selection of collars, tails of both the plug and belt style, pet toys, pet bowls, and much more. More so, you get a closer view of the glass fronted cells, now able to clearly spot that the pet-girl contents are all for sale, though the prices on them are significant to say the least. Finally, you spot the counter at the back end of the store, the female shop-worker standing slightly awkwardly behind it. On the smaller end of the height scale, at maybe 5 foot 2 inches, give or take an inch, the thing that stands out most about the blonde girl is that she’s dressed in cat-girl like accessories. Her hair in shoulder-length golden blonde ringlets, topped with a black cat ear hairband, her grey-blue eyes and her hair’s framing help attract attention to her overtly cute facial features. Topping all of that off with a pair of adorable-looking B-Cup breasts hidden under a skimpy outfit comprised of a black tube top with a paw-shaped breast window and equally skimpy cloth shorts, you start to understand why she looks so shy and awkward. Further, the collar with a large spherical bell hanging from it and the extensive fake fur tail curling up behind her likely don’t help make her feel any less silly either. <<if visited()>1>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Skyler, the overly embarrassed sales clerk.<</if>> <<if visited()<=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SkylerLarge.png]]</div>"Hi … um, hello", the cat-girl calls over to you with a wavering voice, trying her best to position herself in such a way that she’s the most covered she can manage, her arms wrapped in front of her chest, "W…welcome to Kitten Caboodle … we’re the number one pet-play themed s…store in the country, supplying b…both pet-slaves and pet-play accessories. I’m … I … I am Skyler, how may I be of service … meow!", one of the deepest blushes you’ve ever seen breaking out across her pale cheeks as she forces out the meow in humiliation. Slowly making your way over to her counter, not wanting to spook her, you say in a kind tone, "Hi I’m $firstName, I’m just taking a look around. Are you okay?", wondering if there is anything you can do to help her. Seemingly quite surprised by your response, or possibly just another part of her mounting embarrassment, she squeaks in return, "Um … yes? No? I’m … um, I’m not really sure. This is my … first day on the j…job. When I t…took it, I didn’t expect … this!", Skyler taking one arm away from her chest for the briefest second to gesture at her outfit before thinking better of the action, going back to closely guarding her chest with both arms. "That’s okay, starting a new job can be pretty tough", you say consolingly, making the young girl seem a little more at ease. "Yeah! It’s … well, it’s just a big change. I did some part time work at a pet store before I came here, and … I sort of thought I was signing up for the s…same thing. Then I get here early this morning … well, they tell me I have to wear th…this outfit. It’s really embarrassing … the owner said that it’s p…part of the shop’s aesthetic though, so I don’t think I’ll g…get to stop wearing it. The pet-girls are cute at least!", Skyler explains in a quiet yet disgruntled voice, giving her arms as rest but still blushing deeply. Curious now that she’s brought up the topic, you decide to question her further on the topic of the caged pet-girl’s, asking, "Yeah, they are pretty cute. So, what’s up with the pet-slaves for sale? I thought the facility auctioned off their repurposed trainees?", wondering if this might even offer an alternative option for you sometime down the road. Looking deep in thought for a moment, the cute blonde answers slightly unconfidently, "I’m, you know, um, pretty new here. But, I … the owner said that they buy them f…from the auctions or pick them up from owners who w…want to resell them. They all seem pretty happy, and, um, we only keep them in the s…sales pens for a tiny amount of time a day, most of the time they get to go for walks or sleep … or play. They’re so expensive though … I don’t know h…how anyone can afford to but one", a different running across her face upon the mention of pet-girl’s playing, though brief as it is it’s hard to tell what she’s thinking. Changing the subject, you follow up your previous question by inquiring, "That makes sense. While we’re at it, I’ve not been in here before, do you have any recommendations on what would be good to buy?". The cogs in her mind spinning, once more deep in thought, Skyler answers squeakily, "Huh … so, I am kind of n…new. I guess that, well, it d…depends what sort of things you’re into, whether you’re interested in … being in charge or not. But, um, the collars look nice even as a f…fashion statement, and … um, the plugs are … they probably sell well. Hope that helps", talking about sexual matters likely not something she is either used to or comfortable with. Giving her a quick, "Thank you", in turn, not having been helped especially by her recommendations, but not wanting to sound mean as she was trying, you once more see her face soften and relax. "If there’s a…anything I can do to help then please ask. Hopefully you f…find something you’d like in our in-stock products … meow", Skyler’s forced meow just as awkward and embarrassing to the both of you as it was before.<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SkylerSmall.png]]</div>"Hi. Hello a…again", the cat-girl calls over to you with a slightly wavering voice, clearly uncomfortable, her arms wrapped in front of her chest, "W…welcome back to Kitten Caboodle we’re the number one pet-play themed store in the country, supplying b…both pet-slaves and pet-play accessories. I’m Skyler, how may I be of service … meow!", one of her deep blushes breaking out across her pale cheeks as she forces out the rehearsed meow in humiliation. Making your way over to her counter, doing your best not to spook her, you say in a kind tone, "Hi Skyler, I’m just taking another look around. How are you doing?", wondering how she’s coping with her slightly embarrassing current situation. "Thanks. It’s, um, a little better. Still kind of … new … trying to get used to the uniform. That and the … the meowing part too. But, enough a…about me, is there anything I can do to help you today … meow?", the blonde responds, slightly more relaxed. Though, it’s still blatantly obvious that she’s having a hard time working in such a sexual atmosphere.<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stores merchandise|Kitten Caboodle Stock]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

As you approach the black and neon pink store, large banners listing it as, "Dollz – Fun With Fashion", it takes you a moment to realize you’re actually looking at a shop and not a strip club. Between the colour scheme, the dark and multi-hued lighting, the loud dance music blaring out of it, and the fact that the signs feature two half-naked women with a disco ball, the place certainly has more of a nightclub atmosphere to it than that of a traditional shop. However, from the couple of racks of clothes that spill out of the open front of the business, along with the mannequins dressed in little more than lingerie, you’re pretty sure you’re looking at a club-wear themed store. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/Dollz.png]]</div> Passing into the main body of the store, it doesn’t look much different from outside. You do now see that there are changing cubicles in the back, along with a couple of tills, but generally it’s just display mannequins and racks of clothing. Club-music blaring even louder now you’re inside, to the point where you can feel the vibrations, you take a quick glance at the clothing on show, seeing that it’s mostly women’s fashion, a lot of which has either a rave or ditzy feel to it, and more than a few barely having enough fabric to even consider them clothing. Still, in comparison the shopworker dancing around the aisles is dressed even more revealingly still, once more making you question whether this place might also be a strip club. At about 5 foot 4 inches, just slightly on the shorter end of things, the most shocking thing about the sexy black-haired woman is that she’s wearing a pair of silver star-shaped nipple pasties in place of a top! Her dark hair hanging down to her waist, you notice that it has a vibrating neon blue streak in it, a ribbon tied into a bow matching it on the opposite side of her face. Not wearing much makeup other than enough to create thick black rings around her almond coloured eyes, you do notice she has a small piercing on the right of her upper lip. Other than that, she’s somewhere between a B and C-Cup you’d say, her breasts completely on display other than the small previously noted pasties. On the lower end she’s at least in something minutely more covering, though not by much, a set of neon blue shorts worn by her that are so small that they don’t even completely cover her black thong beneath. Topping all of that off you see she has fluffy blue knee-high boots and more bracelets than you can count on her wrists, her bellybutton pierced with a tattoo of the peace sign placed just above it. <<if visited()>1>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Willow, the happy, if kind of out of it, sales clerk.<</if>> <<if visited()<=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/WillowLarge.png]]</div>Seeing you, the girl with the neon blue hairstreak tilts her head a touch to one side with an effusive grin, saying, "Hey", with an utterly serene and relaxed voice. Waiting, you give her a few seconds to make a follow up comment, unsure what she wanted your attention for. But, as the silence begins to lengthen, making you feel more than a little awkward as she just continues to smile euphorically at you, you can’t help but respond with a stilted, "Hey?". "Cool", she once more answers in her happy yet slightly detached way, the uncomfortable silence reinstating as she finishes. Shifting on the spot unnervingly, trying to figure out what to say, you open and close your mouth a couple of times like a fish gulping air, but nothing comes out in your confusion. Finally, deciding to get to the point and ask her if she wanted anything from you, you get ready to speak only for the other girl to say, "I’m Willow". Deciding to just go with the flow of this odd conversation, you respond as pleasantly as you can manage, "I’m $firstName, nice to meet you Willow. So … you work here?". Giving you another cheery over-smile, her voice dreamy yet more than a little distant, Willow answers, "Cool. Yeah, Dollz is cool", her eyelids fluttering slightly as she does. "Alright … do you have any recommendations then?", you ask in turn, having to take a moment to decipher her detached way of speech. For a moment you wonder if maybe she’s on something, but from what you can see of her body language she seems lucid, though in a possibly way too relaxed general stance for everything to be completely normal. Receiving a pleasant nod in return, you have to give her an expectant stare for a few seconds for her to actually properly respond, the girl seemingly deciding the nod was enough of an answer. But, she does eventually comment, "Dollz has a lot of super trippy clothes. The glow in the dark bikini’s, and the neon rave gear goes down well on nights out", the sheer amount of words coming out of her in comparison to before almost making you gasp in surprise. "Thanks", you tell her in response, coming to the conclusion that that’s about the most you’ll likely get from the spacy rave-wear outfitted shopworker, though, you’re once more surprised when she speaks next. "That’s nice. If you need any help", Willow finishes, the sentence dropping off before you’d consider it complete, expecting a comment about if you need help ask for her, or some similar instruction. Still, deciding that’s probably her way of offering advice if you need it, you glance around at some of the clothing racks.<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/WillowSmall.png]]</div>Seeing you, the spacy girl with the neon blue hairstreak tilts her head a touch to one side with an effusive grin, saying, "Hey", an utterly serene and relaxed tone to her dreamy voice. Knowing just how conversations with the distant shop worker go, you decide to take the initiative of the conversation, hoping that she follows. So, with a pleasant smile of your own, you greet her in turn, "Hey Willow. How are things?". "Cool. Pretty alright. If you need any help", Willow finishes, the last sentence dropping off before you’d consider it complete, expecting a comment about if you need help ask for her, or some similar instruction. Still, guessing that’s probably her way of offering aid if you need it, you glance around at some of the clothing racks.<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stores merchandise|Dollz Stock]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

"So … I’m just going to take a look around. That’s cool, right?", you inform Willow, trying to be polite as you extricate yourself from the awkward conversation with her. Nodding cheerily, her head bobbing slightly off-balancing with how far forward she tilts with it, Willow in turn replies in her usual dreamy tone, "Nice. Have fun", seemingly content to leave you to your shopping, instead turning away and ambling off around the music-filled store. Confused as always after having finished a conversation with the hyper-relaxed rave-girl, you do your best to shrug it off, turning your focus to the nearest clothing rack. Taking a closer look, it does seem that most of the clothing is extremely feminine, a combination of attractive casual-wear, some items that are slightly more formal albeit still extremely girly, and a decent amount of vibrantly coloured club-wear. Further, none of it seems too expensive in comparison with the prices you’ve noted elsewhere, though equally everything seems to be mass produced too, likely the cause of the reasonable pricing. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide clothes options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide clothes options</button><div id="clothes" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[5] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Short Pink Latex Bodycon Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[5].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[5] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 5>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Short Pink Latex Bodycon Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Short Pink Latex Bodycon Dress|Dollz Short Pink Latex Bodycon Dress][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[5].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[6] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Sequin Top and Jean Shorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[6].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[6] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 6>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Sequin Top and Jean Shorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Sequin Top and Jean Shorts|Dollz Pink Sequin Top and Jean Shorts][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[6].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[114] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Tube Top And Booty Shorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[114].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[114] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 114>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Tube Top And Booty Shorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Tube Top And Booty Shorts|Dollz Pink Tube Top And Booty Shorts][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[114].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[115] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Tube Top And Booty Shorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[115].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[115] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 115>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Tube Top And Booty Shorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Tube Top And Booty Shorts|Dollz Purple Tube Top And Booty Shorts][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[115].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[116] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Tube Top And Booty Shorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[116].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[116] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 116>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Tube Top And Booty Shorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Tube Top And Booty Shorts|Dollz White Tube Top And Booty Shorts][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[116].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[117] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Tube Top And Miniskirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[117].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[117] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 117>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Tube Top And Miniskirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Tube Top And Miniskirt|Dollz Pink Tube Top And Miniskirt][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[117].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[118] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Tube Top And Miniskirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[118].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[118] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 118>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Tube Top And Miniskirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Tube Top And Miniskirt|Dollz Purple Tube Top And Miniskirt][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[118].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[119] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Tube Top And Miniskirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[119].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[119] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 119>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Tube Top And Miniskirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Tube Top And Miniskirt|Dollz White Tube Top And Miniskirt][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[119].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[2] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[2].Description>> Price: 350 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[2] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 2>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt|Dollz Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[4] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[4].Description>> Price: 350 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[4] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 4>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants|Dollz Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[4].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[105] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red Crop Top And Microskirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[105].Description>> Price: 350 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[105] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 105>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red Crop Top And Microskirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Crop Top And Microskirt|Dollz Red Crop Top And Microskirt][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[105].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[106] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Dark Blue Crop Top And Microskirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[106].Description>> Price: 350 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[106] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 105>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Dark Blue Crop Top And Microskirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Dark Blue Crop Top And Microskirt|Dollz Dark Blue Crop Top And Microskirt][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[106].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[107] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Crop Top And Microskirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[107].Description>> Price: 350 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[107] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 107>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Crop Top And Microskirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Crop Top And Microskirt|Dollz Pink Crop Top And Microskirt][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[107].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[108] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Bodycon Minidress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[108].Description>> Price: 350 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[108] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 108>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Bodycon Minidress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Bodycon Minidress|Dollz Black Bodycon Minidress][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[108].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[109] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Bodycon Minidress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[109].Description>> Price: 350 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[109] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 109>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Bodycon Minidress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Bodycon Minidress|Dollz Pink Bodycon Minidress][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[109].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[110] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Bodycon Minidress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[110].Description>> Price: 350 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[110] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 110>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Bodycon Minidress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Bodycon Minidress|Dollz White Bodycon Minidress][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[110].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[111] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Bandeau Bodycon Minidress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[111].Description>> Price: 350 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[111] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 111>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green Bandeau Bodycon Minidress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Green Bandeau Bodycon Minidress|Dollz Green Bandeau Bodycon Minidress][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[111].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[112] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Bandeau Bodycon Minidress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[112].Description>> Price: 350 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[112] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 112>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Bandeau Bodycon Minidress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Bandeau Bodycon Minidress|Dollz Pink Bandeau Bodycon Minidress][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[112].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[113] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Yellow Bandeau Bodycon Minidress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[113].Description>> Price: 350 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[113] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 113>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Yellow Bandeau Bodycon Minidress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Yellow Bandeau Bodycon Minidress|Dollz Yellow Bandeau Bodycon Minidress][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[113].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[102] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Metallic Purple Shorts And Top") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[102].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[102] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 102>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Metallic Purple Shorts And Top") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Metallic Purple Shorts And Top|Dollz Metallic Purple Shorts And Top][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[102].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[103] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Plunging Chest Rainbow Rave Romper") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[103].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[103] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 103>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Plunging Chest Rainbow Rave Romper") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Plunging Chest Rainbow Rave Romper|Dollz Plunging Chest Rainbow Rave Romper][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[103].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[104] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Rave Bra And Skirtini") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[104].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[104] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 104>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Rave Bra And Skirtini") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Rave Bra And Skirtini|Dollz Purple Rave Bra And Skirtini][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[104].Image>></div></td></tr><<if $exhibitionismSkill >=1>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[11] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Fishnet Bodysuit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[11].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[11] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 11>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Fishnet Bodysuit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Fishnet Bodysuit|Dollz Black Fishnet Bodysuit][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[11].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[12] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Silver Bikini Set") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[12].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[12] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 12>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Silver Bikini Set") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Silver Bikini Set|Dollz Silver Bikini Set][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[12].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><<if $exhibitionismSkill >=2>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[13] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Miniskirt With No Top") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[13].Description>> Price: 200 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[13] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 13>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Miniskirt With No Top") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Miniskirt With No Top|Dollz Pink Miniskirt With No Top][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[13].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[14] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Denim Shorts With No Top") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[14].Description>> Price: 200 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[14] + ""` "Dollz Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 14>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Denim Shorts With No Top") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Denim Shorts With No Top|Dollz Denim Shorts With No Top][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[14].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>> </table></div></div> [[Finish looking at the shop's stock|Dollz]]

<<addToHairAccessories "Dog Ear Clips">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with pet-ears upon it, you select for yourself a pair of Dog Ear Clips, bringing them over to the till to process. "They are … um, very pretty … hair … things. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Nice and s…soft, bet they feel good to p…pet. Puppies are … are really cute, they’re so p…playful and always happy to see you. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Cat Ear Clips">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with pet-ears upon it, you select for yourself a pair of Cat Ear Clips, bringing them over to the till to process. "They are … um, very pretty … hair … things. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Nice and s…soft, bet they feel good to p…pet. Kittens are s…so cute, even if I am a l…little embarrassed about my own … you know. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Bunny Ear Clips">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with pet-ears upon it, you select for yourself a pair of Bunny Ear Clips, bringing them over to the till to process. "They are … um, very pretty … hair … things. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Nice and s…soft, bet they feel good to p…pet. Bunnies are v…very special, so s…sweet and adorable. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Fox Ear Clips">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with pet-ears upon it, you select for yourself a pair of Fox Ear Clips, bringing them over to the till to process. "They are … um, very pretty … hair … things. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Nice and s…soft, bet they feel good to p…pet. We d…don’t get many foxes, but they are r…really cool still. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Dog Ear Hair Band">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with pet-ears upon it, you select for yourself a Dog Ear Hair Band, bringing it over to the till to process. "That is … um, a very pretty … hair … thing. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Nice and s…soft, bet it feels good to p…pet. Puppies are … are really cute, they’re so p…playful and always happy to see you. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Cow Pattern Overalls">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a clothing rack filled with pet-play outfits, you select for yourself a set of Cow Pattern Overalls, bringing them over to the till to process. "Nice … um, outfit … you know, um, it’s good c…clothing. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Those l…look really comfy, and pretty too. We get l…less hucow gear than some of the other types … but I still think hucow’s are cool. I think it’s b…because most of the local hucow’s are o…owned by the facility, so we get less c…customers. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Red Strappy Top and Black Mini Skirt, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Flippy skirt, nice". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants combination, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Stretchy pants, flippy tassels. Cool". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Short Pink Latex Bodycon Dress">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Short Pink Latex Bodycon Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Shiny, squeaky. So pretty!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Sequin Top and Jean Shorts">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Pink Sequin Top and Jean Shorts combination, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Oooo, sparkly. So pretty!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Fishnet Bodysuit">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Black Fishnet Bodysuit, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "I can see through it. So cool! Sexy too". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Silver Bikini Set">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Silver Bikini Set, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Shiny, feels nice! Sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Miniskirt With No Top">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Pink Miniskirt With No Top, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Flippy skirt. Wait, no top? Sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Denim Shorts With No Top">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Denim Shorts With No Top, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Nice shorts. Wait, no top? Sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Latex Catsuit">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Black Latex Catsuit that catches your attention on one of the racks, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Amazeballs! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. A latex catsuit hugs everything in just the right way, it feels so good. I think everyone should have some latex in their wardrobe, let that kinky flag fly, you know. Plus, what other clothing do you get to peel yourself out of? You’ll have to come back sometime and model it for me, I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Latex Catsuit">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Pink Latex Catsuit that catches your attention on one of the racks, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Amazeballs! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. A latex catsuit hugs everything in just the right way, it feels so good. I think everyone should have some latex in their wardrobe, let that kinky flag fly, you know. Plus, what other clothing do you get to peel yourself out of? You’ll have to come back sometime and model it for me, I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Leather Bustier And Shorts">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Leather Bustier And Shorts combo that catches your attention on one of the racks, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Amazeballs! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Super fetishy, and leather feels sooo nice against the skin when you wear it like this. Shame they didn’t put in any easy zips or poppers on the shorts, that would have been neat, but I guess not everyone wants that easy access. Still, nifty outfit, very kinky. You’ll have to come back sometime and model it for me, I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Shibari Rope Harness">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Shibari Robe Harness that catches your attention on one of the racks, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Awesome-o! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Some people might not consider it an outfit, but poo poo to them. I’m not sure how much of a rope bunny you are, but wowzer does that digging rope sensation feel good, rubbing in all sorts of places. Super fetishy, and hot as hell! I like to wear stuff like this out and about on my weekend, fun kinky time for Khloe. You’ll have to come back sometime and model it for me, I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Bondage Straps">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a set of Black Bondage Straps that catch your attention on one of the racks, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Awesome-o! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Some people might not consider it an outfit, but poo poo to them. I’m not sure how much of a leather fetishist you are, but wowzer does that digging leather sensation feel good, rubbing in all sorts of places. Super fetishy, and hot as hell! I like to wear stuff like this out and about on my weekend, fun kinky time for Khloe. You’ll have to come back sometime and model it for me, I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Black Latex Panties">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a pair of Black Latex Panties that catch your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Coolio, those are a pretty sweet pick! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Latex just feels so sexy against your skin, especially when it’s intimate clothing. Just a shame they don’t have a couple of plugs in them, that would be the dope-est. Still, pretty swish and super kinky! You’ll have to come back sometime and model then for me, I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Leather Popper Panties">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a pair of Leather Popper Panties that catch your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Coolio, those are a pretty sweet pick! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Leather against intimate places makes me purr like a kitten, so I’m sure you’ll love it too. Plus, any underwear that you can rip off like you’re in a strip club is nifty. Pretty swish and super kinky! You’ll have to come back sometime and model then for me, I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Leather Crotchless Boxers">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a pair of Leather Crotchless Boxers that catch your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Coolio, those are a pretty sweet pick! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Leather feels nice against the skin, but fresh air against intimate parts feels even better. Plus, any underwear that you don’t have to remove for sex is nifty. Pretty swish and super kinky! You’ll have to come back sometime and model then for me, I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Black Plain Choker">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with collars and neckwear upon it, you select for yourself a Black Plain Choker, bringing it over to the till to process. "Those … um, collars and s…stuff … around the n…neck, they’re nice. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Very p…pretty, normally kitties and bunnies w…wear chokers, but s…sometimes they are worn by, um, part-time pets too. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Plain Choker">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with collars and neckwear upon it, you select for yourself a Pink Plain Choker, bringing it over to the till to process. "Those … um, collars and s…stuff … around the n…neck, they’re nice. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Very p…pretty, normally kitties and bunnies w…wear chokers, but s…sometimes they are worn by, um, part-time pets too. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Black Plain Leather Collar">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with collars and neckwear upon it, you select for yourself a Black Plain Leather Collar, bringing it over to the till to process. "Those … um, collars and s…stuff … around the n…neck, they’re nice. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Leather collars are relatively s…standard, especially for puppies, and for pet-s…slaves in general, but the front ring is useful for a…attaching name tags to. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Brown Plain Leather Collar">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with collars and neckwear upon it, you select for yourself a Brown Plain Leather Collar, bringing it over to the till to process. "Those … um, collars and s…stuff … around the n…neck, they’re nice. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Leather collars are relatively s…standard, especially for puppies, and for pet-s…slaves in general, but the front ring is useful for a…attaching name tags to. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Plain Leather Collar">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with collars and neckwear upon it, you select for yourself a Pink Plain Leather Collar, bringing it over to the till to process. "Those … um, collars and s…stuff … around the n…neck, they’re nice. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Leather collars are relatively s…standard, especially for puppies, and for pet-s…slaves in general, but the front ring is useful for a…attaching name tags to. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "White Plain Leather Collar">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with collars and neckwear upon it, you select for yourself a White Plain Leather Collar, bringing it over to the till to process. "Those … um, collars and s…stuff … around the n…neck, they’re nice. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Leather collars are relatively s…standard, especially for puppies, and for pet-s…slaves in general, but the front ring is useful for a…attaching name tags to. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Thick Steel Collar">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with collars and neckwear upon it, you select for yourself a Thick Steel Collar, bringing it over to the till to process. "Those … um, collars and s…stuff … around the n…neck, they’re nice. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Steel collars are a little r…rare, but, are normally worn by p…puppies or more, um, unruly pets. Still, the front ring is useful for a…attaching name tags or leashes to. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Silver Ring Collar">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with collars and neckwear upon it, you select for yourself a Silver Ring Collar, bringing it over to the till to process. "Those … um, collars and s…stuff … around the n…neck, they’re nice. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Silver collars like this are a little r…rare, but, are normally worn by p…prize pets, especially kittens and bunnies. It’s less noticeable, but very p…pretty, plus the front ring is useful for a…attaching name tags or leashes to. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Black Plain Leather Collar">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Black Plain Leather Collar that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Shiny! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Collars, ooo so hot! Leather around the neck, just makes me melt down there. That little ring in the front is neat for getting dragged around by, so awesome-o for play! I think they have locking kits for these things too, but I’ve never really looked into it. You’ll have to come back sometime and show it off for me, maybe we could even take a few sexy photos, let everyone else know what they’re missing. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Brown Plain Leather Collar">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Brown Plain Leather Collar that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Shiny! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Collars, ooo so hot! Leather around the neck, just makes me melt down there. That little ring in the front is neat for getting dragged around by, so awesome-o for play! I think they have locking kits for these things too, but I’ve never really looked into it. You’ll have to come back sometime and show it off for me, maybe we could even take a few sexy photos, let everyone else know what they’re missing. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Plain Leather Collar">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Pink Plain Leather Collar that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Shiny! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Collars, ooo so hot! Leather around the neck, just makes me melt down there. That little ring in the front is neat for getting dragged around by, so awesome-o for play! I think they have locking kits for these things too, but I’ve never really looked into it. You’ll have to come back sometime and show it off for me, maybe we could even take a few sexy photos, let everyone else know what they’re missing. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "White Plain Leather Collar">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a White Plain Leather Collar that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Shiny! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Collars, ooo so hot! Leather around the neck, just makes me melt down there. That little ring in the front is neat for getting dragged around by, so awesome-o for play! I think they have locking kits for these things too, but I’ve never really looked into it. You’ll have to come back sometime and show it off for me, maybe we could even take a few sexy photos, let everyone else know what they’re missing. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Thick Steel Collar">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Thick Steel Collar that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Shiny! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Collars, ooo so hot! So thick and strong, in steel too, just makes me melt down there. That ring in the front is neat for getting dragged around by, so awesome-o for play! I think they have locking kits for these things too, but I’ve never really looked into it. You’ll have to come back sometime and show it off for me, maybe we could even take a few sexy photos, let everyone else know what they’re missing. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Silver Ring Collar">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Silver Ring Collar that catches your attention in one of the glass cases, which in short order you call the pink-haired shopworker over to remove for you. "Shiny! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Collars, ooo so hot! So sleek and pretty, in silver too, fancy, just makes me melt down there. That little ring in the front is neat for getting dragged around by, so awesome-o for play! I think they have locking kits for these things too, but I’ve never really looked into it. You’ll have to come back sometime and show it off for me, maybe we could even take a few sexy photos, let everyone else know what they’re missing. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "White Frilly Strawberry Panties">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of White Frilly Strawberry Panties you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Cute. They look really nice, and comfy too. I’ve always liked strawberries", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the business’s logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "White ‘Bimbo’ Thong">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a White ‘Bimbo’ Thong you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Sure. It looks comfy enough, not sure if I’d want to advertise that though", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the business’s logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "White ‘Slut’ Thong">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a White ‘Slut’ Thong you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Sure. It looks comfy enough, not sure if I’d want to advertise that though", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the business’s logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "White ‘Whore’ Thong">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a White ‘Whore’ Thong you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Sure. It looks comfy enough, not sure if I’d want to advertise that though", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the business’s logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Black Cat Tail Butt Plug that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. What’s not to like about a kitty tail for your butt. It’ll feel great, and everyone will be able to tell that you’re super kinky! I don’t go anywhere without one of my plugs in, I just love the stretch of it, but mine’s a boring non-obvious one. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a naughty cat discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "White Bunny Tail Butt Plug">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a White Bunny Tail Butt Plug that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. What’s not to like about a bunny tail for your butt, so fluffy. It’ll feel great, and everyone will be able to tell that you’re super kinky! I don’t go anywhere without one of my plugs in, I just love the stretch of it, but mine’s a boring non-obvious one. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a sexy bunny discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Red Pony Tail Butt Plug">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Red Pony Tail Butt Plug that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. What’s not to like about a pony tail for your butt, so vibrant and swishy. It’ll feel great, and everyone will be able to tell that you’re super kinky! I don’t go anywhere without one of my plugs in, I just love the stretch of it, but mine’s a boring non-obvious one. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a pretty pony discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. What’s not to like about a puppy tail for your butt, so fluffy. It’ll feel great, and everyone will be able to tell that you’re super kinky! I don’t go anywhere without one of my plugs in, I just love the stretch of it, but mine’s a boring non-obvious one. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a naughty puppy discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. What’s not to like about a puppy tail for your butt, so waggly. You’re not even wearing it yet and it’s wiggling. It’ll feel great, and everyone will be able to tell that you’re super kinky! I don’t go anywhere without one of my plugs in, I just love the stretch of it, but mine’s a boring non-obvious one. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a naughty puppy discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a rack with pet-tails upon it, you select for yourself a Black Cat Tail Butt Plug, bringing it over to the till to process. "That’s … um, well it’s very p…pretty. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. So soft, you’re l…lucky to find such a nice one. Kittens are s…so cute, even if I am a l…little embarrassed about my own … you know. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "White Bunny Tail Butt Plug">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a rack with pet-tails upon it, you select for yourself a White Bunny Tail Butt Plug, bringing it over to the till to process. "That’s … um, well it’s very p…pretty. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. So soft, you’re l…lucky to find such a nice one. Bunnies are v…very special, so s…sweet and adorable. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Red Pony Tail Butt Plug">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a rack with pet-tails upon it, you select for yourself a Red Pony Tail Butt Plug, bringing it over to the till to process. "That’s … um, well it’s very p…pretty. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. So silky, you’re l…lucky to find such a nice one. Ponies are n…nice, and very elegant, b…but I haven’t s…seen many. I hear t…there’s a stable in the facility that s…sells all of them instead. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a rack with pet-tails upon it, you select for yourself a Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug, bringing it over to the till to process. "That’s … um, well it’s very p…pretty. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. So fuzzy, you’re l…lucky to find such a nice one. Puppies are … are really cute, they’re so p…playful and always happy to see you. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a rack with pet-tails upon it, you select for yourself a Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug, bringing it over to the till to process. "That’s … um, well it’s very p…pretty. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. So squishy, you’re l…lucky to find such a nice one. Puppies are … are really cute, they’re so p…playful and always happy to see you. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Latex Kitten Bodysuit">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a clothing rack filled with pet-play outfits, you select for yourself a Black Latex Kitten Bodysuit, bringing it over to the till to process. "Nice … um, outfit … you know, um, it’s good c…clothing. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. That l…looks very shiny, and pretty too. Some kitties like to w…wear latex, others prefer to … less clothing. Latex seems nice, t…though it looks like it’d, um, take a lot of work to look after. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Leather Pony Harness">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a clothing rack filled with pet-play outfits, you select for yourself a Black Leather Pony Harness, bringing it over to the till to process. "Nice … um, outfit … you know, um, it’s good c…clothing. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. That l…looks very pretty, but … um, there’s not much t…there. Ponies look so wonderful w…when they are all dressed up for show, t…the harnesses and headpieces are so l…lovely. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Leather Puppy Harness">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a clothing rack filled with pet-play outfits, you select for yourself a Black Leather Puppy Harness, bringing it over to the till to process. "Nice … um, outfit … you know, um, it’s good c…clothing. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. That l…looks very cool, but … um, there’s not much t…there. Puppies are so s…sweet and playful, when I take them for w…walks they have similar, um, harnesses. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Fur Trim Bunny Bodice">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a clothing rack filled with pet-play outfits, you select for yourself a Pink Fur Trim, bringing it over to the till to process. "Nice … um, outfit … you know, um, it’s good c…clothing. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. That l…looks so pretty, and, um, I think you could p…probably wear that as normal clubwear t…too. Bunnies are so cute and s…stylish, they’re especially t…treasured among pets … well, um, bunnies and kittens. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Tube Top And Booty Shorts">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Pink Tube Top And Booty Shorts combination, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Nice shorts. Sexy top too. Pretty". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Purple Tube Top And Booty Shorts">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Purple Tube Top And Booty Shorts combination, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Nice shorts. Sexy top too. Pretty". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "White Tube Top And Booty Shorts">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a White Tube Top And Booty Shorts combination, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Nice shorts. Sexy top too. Pretty". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Tube Top And Miniskirt">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Pink Tube Top And Miniskirt combination, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Flippy skirt. Sexy top too. Pretty". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Purple Tube Top And Miniskirt">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Purple Tube Top And Miniskirt combination, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Flippy skirt. Sexy top too. Pretty". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "White Tube Top And Miniskirt">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a White Tube Top And Miniskirt combination, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Flippy skirt. Sexy top too. Pretty". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Red Crop Top And Microskirt">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Red Crop Top And Microskirt combination, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Sweet pattern, and so skimpy too. Legs and boobs. Sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Dark Blue Crop Top And Microskirt">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Dark Blue Crop Top And Microskirt combination, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Sweet pattern, and so skimpy too. Legs and boobs. Sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Crop Top And Microskirt">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Pink Crop Top And Microskirt combination, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Sweet pattern, and so skimpy too. Legs and boobs. Sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Bodycon Minidress">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Black Bodycon Minidress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Pretty dress, all the legs. Sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Bodycon Minidress">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Pink Bodycon Minidress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Pretty dress, all the legs. Sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "White Bodycon Minidress">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a White Bodycon Minidress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Pretty dress, all the legs. Sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Green Bandeau Bodycon Minidress">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Green Bandeau Bodycon Minidress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Pretty dress, so much boob. Sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Bandeau Bodycon Minidress">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Pink Bandeau Bodycon Minidress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Pretty dress, so much boob. Sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Yellow Bandeau Bodycon Minidress">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Yellow Bandeau Bodycon Minidress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Pretty dress, so much boob. Sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Metallic Purple Shorts And Top">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Metallic Purple Shorts And Top combination, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "So colourful … so shiny … so pretty! Love it! Cute at the club. Can’t stop looking at the sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Plunging Chest Rainbow Rave Romper">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Plunging Chest Rainbow Rave Romper, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "So colourful … all the colours … so pretty! Love it! Boobs and legs, and so dance-y. Can’t stop looking at the sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Purple Rave Bra And Skirtini">>Walking around the dimly lit store, inspecting rack upon rack of colourful outfits, you start your shopping session. Picking up clothes to better investigate them, even taking a few to try on behind the curtained changing cubicles in the back of the store, you start to get a good feel for what Dollz has to offer. Most of the prices seeming rather reasonable, the outfits feminine and often more than a little trashy, you sort through a huge amount of clubwear and casualwear. Eventually though, your eyes rest on a Red Crop Top And Microskirt combination, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till to process. Waiting patiently, the till unmanned, you catch sight of the distant shopworker, Willow, putting your hand up a little and calling out, "Hey", to her, hoping that she gets the hint. Of course, not one to do anything expected, Willow instead waves back at you dreamily, shouting over, "Hi!", no visible sign of her planning to move though. Continuing to gesture her over, it takes a while, but finally she absentmindedly skips over to behind the counter, your attempts to get her attention seeming to have not been part of the reasoning behind her decision. "Hot!", she comments picking up your outfit from where you left it, examining it with distant interest, "Love it! So skimpy, so pretty. Can’t stop looking at the sexy!". Thankfully, despite her odd behaviour, she does put it in a shopping bag for you, assumedly having deducted the money from your account. Handing your bagged outfit over to you with a cheery grin, you’re glad that all worked out … eventually. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dollz Stock]].

Searching around Pussy Lickers you eventually locate the tiny brunette cat-maid Riley in the back of the kitchens, mopping the floors with a pout. That is until she spots you, an immediate smile growing on the bored girl’s face as she sets down the mop with a clunking clatter. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RileySmall.png]]</div> "Riley is glad to see $firstName, Riley was really really grumpy because she was made to mop the kitchen floor again. Lollipop made Riley do it again even though Riley’s already done it today, so mean! How is you?", Riley practically purrs in her melodic and sweet voice, greeting you joyfully. Choosing to be direct, you respond, "Hi Riley, I was wondering if I could take a look at your collection of maid dresses you make, maybe buy one?", the giddy maid giving you a look with filled with glee, unable to stay still she’s so happy. Taking your hand and dragging you over to a small closet, the small brunette opens the door and turns on the light, displaying before you a cramped rack of extremely frilly maid dresses, the style extremely familiar given that all of the cat-girl’s working at Pussy Lickers are wearing one. "Yay! Which would you like? Riley likes to make dresses, so many pretty dresses! Buy them all, Riley will give you good deal, get herself lots of points so she doesn’t have to clean anymore! Sexy dresses will get you more tips, that’s what Shadow says, and she’s really smart and has nice boobies!". Browsing through the rack in the dingy broom closet, you can’t help but admit they seem well made, the various dresses all extremely uniform in their design despite the small difference between them. Coming in a variety of colours, you also note that just as their maker described there does indeed seem to be two distinct designs of maid outfit, a more traditional one with short sleeves and a short but not too short skirt section, the other a more sexy design with an ever shorter skirt, off the shoulder sleeves and a lot more cleavage on show. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide clothes options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide clothes options</button><div id="clothes" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[92] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Catgirl Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[92].Description>> Price: 295 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[92] + ""` "Pussy Lickers Riley Dresses Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 92>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Catgirl Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <295>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Catgirl Maid Dress|Pussy Lickers Riley Black Catgirl Maid Dress][$ggp -= 295]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[92].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[93] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Catgirl Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[93].Description>> Price: 295 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[93] + ""` "Pussy Lickers Riley Dresses Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 93>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Catgirl Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <295>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Catgirl Maid Dress|Pussy Lickers Riley Blue Catgirl Maid Dress][$ggp -= 295]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[93].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[94] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Catgirl Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[94].Description>> Price: 295 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[94] + ""` "Pussy Lickers Riley Dresses Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 94>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Catgirl Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <295>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Catgirl Maid Dress|Pussy Lickers Riley Pink Catgirl Maid Dress][$ggp -= 295]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[94].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[95] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Revealing Black Catgirl Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[95].Description>> Price: 495 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[95] + ""` "Pussy Lickers Riley Dresses Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 95>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Revealing Black Catgirl Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <495>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Revealing Black Catgirl Maid Dress|Pussy Lickers Riley Revealing Black Catgirl Maid Dress][$ggp -= 495]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[95].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[96] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Revealing Blue Catgirl Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[96].Description>> Price: 495 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[96] + ""` "Pussy Lickers Riley Dresses Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 96>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Revealing Blue Catgirl Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <495>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Revealing Blue Catgirl Maid Dress|Pussy Lickers Riley Revealing Blue Catgirl Maid Dress][$ggp -= 495]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[96].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[97] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Revealing Pink Catgirl Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[97].Description>> Price: 495 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[97] + ""` "Pussy Lickers Riley Dresses Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 97>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Revealing Pink Catgirl Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <495>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Revealing Pink Catgirl Maid Dress|Pussy Lickers Riley Revealing Pink Catgirl Maid Dress][$ggp -= 495]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[97].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div> [[Finish looking at Riley’s dresses|Pussy Lickers]]

Giving the menu a readthrough, you see that there’s a wide variety of dishes on offer. However, they do all seem slightly … different? The colourful laminated images are all very cute, the food often having cute cats or cat-girls drawn upon them, images of the cat-maid’s of Pussy Lickers interspersed between them. The prices don’t look too bad either, although you do see notes about the importance of tipping generously spread throughout it. Between the low cost and wonderful selection of desserts, you’re sure you could have a real feast on a budget if you wanted to, your eyes skimming some of the most appealing options; - Omelette Rice – 10 G.G.P - Hamburger Set – 15 G.G.P - Kitty Curry – 20 G.G.P (P.S. Does not contain real kitty) - Pussy Parfait – 10 G.G.P - Kitty Pancakes – 15 G.G.P (P.S. Does not contain real kitty either) <<set $random = random(1,6)>><<if $random == 1>>Waltzing over with a wide grin, Lollipop the diminutive head cat-maid approaches you, asking, "Hey, Lollipop thinks you should order now. Buy lots of tasty nom’s, then give Lollipop bigger-est tip of day, so people will praise Lollipop even more-er. So … what you want?"<<elseif $random == 2>>Strutting over to you, Lollipops doppelganger Popcorn approaches you, asking, "Hey there, Popcorn wonders how much money you’ll be giving her today? If you don’t tip well people will think you’re mean, and they’ll say bad things about you to important people … like your boss. Popcorn knows because she tells on people all the time. Now what foods do you wants?"<<elseif $random == 3>>Quietly shuffling over to you, Fluffball the taller dirty-blonde cat-girl approaches you, quietly asking, "Hello. Order?", a small friendly smile on her face. Whilst she is a woman of few words, you get the impression that she’s pleasant sort if not a little shy<<elseif $random == 4>>Lethargically shuffling over to you in the manner of someone who would rather be anywhere other than working, the red-headed Mipsy approaches you, asking with a yawn, "Hey … do you want food?", her eyelids drooping as if she’s about to fall asleep if you don’t order something soon<<elseif $random == 5>>Seductively prancing over to you, the raven-haired Shadow approaches you, licking her lips as she purrs, "Hello sugar, cat got you tongue? Well maybe after you’ve eaten … if you’re lucky. We’ve got a great selection of tasty treats, that will have you quivering on the edge of your seat in bliss. So, the question is, what would you like to taste today?", flirtatious intent dripping off of every word<<elseif $random == 6>>Rushing over to you, filled to the brim with peppy eager energy, you spot the pig-tailed and pink uniformed Bella, the cute girl stating rapidly, "Hi $firstName! You’re so cool, I’m glad you came back, and I’m super glad we get to spend more time together! We can take photos together, and do karaoke, and play games, we’ll have so much fun! So please order something extra nummy so that you have lots of energy to play with, and so that I get to do lots of fun meal things for you, okay?", the brunette cat-girl taking the opportunity to make a few adorable photo poses for you whilst she waits for your reply<</if>>. Do you: <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Omelette Rice Also known as Omurice, this tasty meal is made from pan-fried rice with tomato ketchup, wrapped in a thin sheet of egg omelette and served with a side salad. The best part is that one of our amazing cat-maids will draw in ketchup a personalized image atop of it, just for you! Price: 10 G.G.P <<if $ggp <10>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Omlette Rice|Pussy Lickers Omlette Rice][$ggp -= 10; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<100){$weight += 1;}else{$weight = 100;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenOmlette.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Hamburger Set A hamburger steak served with fries and a side salad. The best part is that one of our adorable cat-girl maids will draw a kitty face on top of it in tomato ketchup, helping brighten your day! Price: 15 G.G.P <<if $ggp <15>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Hamburger Set|Pussy Lickers Hamburger Set][$ggp -= 15; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 3;}; if($weight<=98){$weight += 2;}else{$weight = 100;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenBurger.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Kitty Curry A delicious mild tomato base curry served with a chicken katsu and a healthy portion of rice. What makes this dish special is that the rice is served to look like a super cute kitty face, arranged specifically by your wonderful cat-girl maid just for you! Price: 20 G.G.P <<if $ggp <20>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Kitty Curry|Pussy Lickers Kitty Curry][$ggp -= 20; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 3;}; if($weight<=98){$weight += 2;}else{$weight = 100;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenCurry.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pussy Parfait Served in a tall sundae glass, this parfait is a delicious combination of vanilla ice-cream, cake, whipped cream, peaches, and butterscotch sauce, all layered atop each other. Arranged at the peak to look like a kitty, complete with one of our specially made wafers, we’re sure you’ll love this delicious treat! Your beautiful cat-girl maid will even drizzle the sauce onto it for you at your table as she says a special maid spell to make it extra tasty! Price: 10 G.G.P <<if $ggp <10>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Pussy Parfait|Pussy Lickers Pussy Parfait][$ggp -= 10; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=98){$weight += 2;}else{$weight = 100;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenParfait.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Kitty Pancakes A short stack of thick fluffy chocolate chip pancakes, coming with a delicious serving of whipped cream, chocolate sauce, marshmallows, and strawberries. The best part of this dish is that your serving cat-girl maid will personally decorate your pancakes at your table, just for you! Price: 15 G.G.P <<if $ggp <15>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Kitty Pancakes|Pussy Lickers Kitty Pancakes][$ggp -= 15; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=98){$weight += 2;}else{$weight = 100;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenPancakes.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div> [[Put down the menu|Pussy Lickers]]

Approaching the white and bright pink accented façade of the eatery, you see the eye-catching sign listing it as, "Pussy Lickers – Cat-Girl Maid Café", a cute cartoon mascot that looks like a ball of string with a stuck out tongue, cat ears and a cat tail, featuring prominently in the design. You also note the additional comment, "No Bunnies Allowed", boldly noted beneath it. Other than that, everything looks rather normal, if overly cute in design, with wide glass windows allowing you to get a peak of the equally girly interior whilst also airing the place out with light. There are even some outdoor tables, protected from the throng of passers-by through a ring of fake hedges. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/PussyLickers.png]]</div> Entering into the café, through the wide open white painted ornamental doors, each featuring a small circular windowpane, you get a better glance at the inside of the property. Mostly filled with booth seating, though with a smattering of chairs too to make use of the floor space, the tables match the same cream painted colour as the wooden panelling which reaches mid-way up the walls. Topped off with sparkly chandeliers and pastel kitten pattern wallpaper, this place is an overload of cuteness. Absolutely brimming with customers, some crowding around a small central raised dais, or maybe a stage, others eating and drinking at the tables, you do notice that there are some unusual additions to the place, such as photobooths, arcade cabinets, and even a large plastic model of the character on the front sign. Other than that, it looks like a rather normal restaurant, albeit with cat-girls serving the customers their food and chatting with them sweetly. <<if visited()<=1>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2>><<set $catMaidRelationship += 50>><</if>><<set $metRiley = true>>It’s about at this point, just setting foot firmly within the bounds of the store that an alarm starts blaring, the sparkly chandeliers that light the room turning a bright warning red as an automated voice blares, "BUNNY INTRUDER DETECTED: DEPLOYING ELIMINATION PROTOCOLS". Feeling more than a little nervous at this most recent repeated announcement, especially when a large cannon-like device begins descending from a hidden hatch in the ceiling, aimed squarely and solely at you, you’re unsure how to react. For a second you think of just making a run for it but are equally worried that whatever the device is may activate on you if you do, even if the other customers at their tables don’t seem too concerned. Torn with indecision, it’s a great relief when a slightly whiny feminine voice calls out, "False alarm … I think … I’ll take’em down myself!", the huge barrel of the aforementioned device slipping back into hiding as the alarms come to an end. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LollipopLarge.png]]</div> The tiny cat-girl maid that emerges, possibly only 4 foot 10 inches in height, immediately takes a brawler’s stance, smugly grinning at you as she does. Her blonde hair cut into a rather severe short bob with a fringe, her eyes a strange yellow hue, and with a neatly groomed pair of black cat ears atop her head, you get the impression that the stylish girl feels entirely in control of the situation. Wearing a maid outfit that’s slightly skimpier than the other observable staff members, her tiny A-Cup cleavage more on display from the off-the-shoulder maid dress variant, a black furred tail emerges from the back of the short skirt. "Lollipop commands you to surrender … <<if ($ears == 1 && $tail == 3) || ($ears == 3 && $tail == 1) || $ears == 10 || $tail == 10>>bunny-cat … wait that’s just weird … Lollipop doesn’t like! Make a choice, cat is best choice, but not-bunny is second best choice.<<elseif $ears == 3 || $tail == 3>>yucky bunny wimp! Yeah, you’re a big stinky yucky bunny wimp … so there! Cat is best choice, bunny is worst choice, why be a dumb bunny!<<elseif $ears == 1 || $tail == 1>>cat-girl? Wait … you new? I don’t own you yet so you must be? Lollipop is top cat-girl so you now mine! Uh-hum that’s how it works.<<else>>random non-cat. I guess you don’t look like a bunny, so you’re okay for now. But, you should become a cat coz we’re the best-est!<</if>>", the tiny commando-cat comments glibly, an assortment of other workers of feminine feline persuasion filing in behind her. Putting your hands up to show that you’re not looking for a fight, though struggling not to be at least a little amused over the threats from the tiny figure before you, you respond, "Okay, I’m not looking for a fight. Just no funny business from you either", the rest of the current work shift now flanking Lollipop to create a semi-circular living barrier to prevent you progressing any further inside. <<if $ears == 1 || $ears == 3 || $tail == 1 || $tail == 3>>Though on a second thought you do add, "<<if ($ears == 1 && $tail == 3) || ($ears == 3 && $tail == 1) || $ears == 10 || $tail == 10>>Also, what’s this whole bunny-cat thing about?<<elseif $ears == 1 || $tail == 1>>Also, why does me being a cat matter?<<elseif $ears == 3 || $tail == 3>>Also, why does me being a bunny matter?<</if>>", hoping to understand the situation a little better. Sassy as before, the confident cat-maid informs you, "<<if ($ears == 1 && $tail == 3) || ($ears == 3 && $tail == 1) || $ears == 10 || $tail == 10>>Because it’s … it’s … weird! Cats and bunnies don’t get on, everyone knows that! People who don’t get out of the middle of the road get run over, that’s what Lollipop thinks. You should be a cat, Lollipop is best so being a cat is best, that’s the best choice!<<elseif $ears == 1 || $tail == 1>>Because cats are best! Lollipop is the most best, and so being a cat is the best. Cats and bunnies don’t get on, coz bunnies steal things and are dumb and stinky, and stuff. That’s why you should become part of Lollipops cats and help win against the big airhead bunnies. That’s why!<<elseif $ears == 3 || $tail == 3>>Because bunnies are big dumb stinky’s, that’s what Lollipop and all cats think. Bunnies steal from cats, and they don’t know how to do stuff, and they’re the worst. That’s why we don’t let bunnies around here … but maybe … if you’re just a new bunny you could still become a cat n’stead, just a dumber stink-ier cat Lollipop supposes …<</if>>".<</if>> Stepping forward slightly, another cat-girl tries to catch Lollipops attention, interjecting in a sweeter yet equally energetic tone, "Riley thinks the new person is fine<<if $ears == 3 || $tail == 3 || $ears == 10 || $tail == 10>> … even if they do look kinda bunny-ish<</if>>. Our detect-y machine only detects treated people … other than cat-maids, so they could just be normal customer? We should give them foods then take all their monies … like normal<<if $backgroundNumber == 2>>. Also … <<if $pronoun == 1>>does she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>does he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>do they<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>does she<<else>>does he<</if>> look kind-ish like the kitten on the office calendar? I can’t be the only cat to notice it. The one we get from the grand Cat-ian council thingy<</if>>", a sentiment that most of the assembled girls seem to agree with going by their chorus of nods, although some of the nods seem more begrudging than others. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RileyLarge.png]]</div> Looking over Riley, the first thing that strikes you is that she’s also very petite much like Lollipop, though probably closer to 5 feet in height, a pair of glimmering emerald eyes watching you happily. With short brown hair in no particular style, you’d probably consider her appearance to be cute, her outfit more covering than Lollipop’s having short sleeves and not particularly showing off her at least C-Cup, possibly D-Cup, bosom. She also has an equally black pair of cat ears and tail, to top it all off. Shrugging, seemingly deciding it’s not worth the argument, the tiny blonde maid comments in turn, "Lollipop supposes dumb-cat Riley has a point<<if $backgroundNumber == 2>>, and <<if $pronoun == 1>>she does<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he does<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>the do<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>she does<<else>>he does<</if>> look way too much like the poster-kitten to be too mean-y to <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>><</if>>. We’ll put …", the girl pausing for just a second before obviously irritated continuing, "You’re supposed to say your name so Lollipop can say it back. Gah, you’re acting a real Riley now!", finally giving you the room to respond after her whiny complaint. "I’m $firstName", you respond, not knowing what else to say. "Then $firstName won’t be cannon-ed if they trespass on my territory. As long as they bring lots of shiny money’s. That and they not hang out with the thefty-fingered air-brained bunnies, or look like them. That’s my rule, and any cat who disagrees … is dumb", Lollipop finishes, having bent slightly to the whims of Riley whilst still retaining control of the situation. However, the brunette cat-girl can’t resist commenting quieter than before, "That still sounds kinda mean … but Riley agrees …". Wanting to understand the situation a little better, you inquire to Lollipop, "What do you mean by bringing you ‘shiny money’?", your timing good enough to distract the tiny terror from the growing scowl she was aiming at the cat-girl who was defending you. "You know … shiny money’s … lots of shiny money’s. Buy lots of food and leave all the big tips, specially for Lollipop. Though …. maybe you could do something more for me", the flat blonde muses, a devious smile growing across her lips, "Cats don’t like bunnies, and Pussy Lickers is best maid café. You could join us? We make lots of money’s, and we get lots of special benefits from the staff. No-one messes with cat-girls except other cat-girls. Plus Lollipop is best. So come work here, win against the bunny-girls and their obvious bra padding. Here, Lollipop will even introduce you to everyone, tell you their cat ranks". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/PopcornLarge.png]]</div> Pointing at an equally small cat-girl standing beside her, the girl very similar in appearance including wearing the same more revealing outfit and having the same haircut, the only real changes being her hair being white blonde, and her ears and tail being blonde. "This is Popcorn, she’s ‘Second Prettiest Cat’, and she handles the money when Lollipop is too busy to", Popcorn giving you a curt wave upon being introduced, her eyes obviously focused on sizing you up. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/FluffballLarge.png]]</div> Next, she points to a slightly taller cat, maybe 5 and a half feet at most, her dirty blonde hair long and loosely braided in a haphazard manner, a much more covering maid outfit hiding her B-Cup chest. "Fluffball is this one, she’s ‘Alright Cat’. She works okay, but she’s too quiet, not good conversation cat like Lollipop", the aforementioned fluffball giving you a small friendly wave before yawning tiredly. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MipsyLarge.png]]</div> "She’s Mipsy … wake up Mipsy, lazy good for nothing Mipsy! Mipsy is ‘Lazy Stinky Cat’, and she don’t bring me barely any shiny money’s! Cruel Mipsy is cruel!", Lollipop continues, pointing at a red-headed cat-girl slightly taller than 5 feet in height who is now lazing about on the floor. Likely out of sheer laziness from what you can gather, the ginger cat-maid, waves all attempts to disturb her off, her slightly tangled waist length hair like a blanket over her. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ShadowLarge.png]]</div> Moving on, she motions to a black haired cat-girl, maybe at 5 foot 4 inches in height, the maid giving you a flirty wink as soon as you see her, pursing a pair of slightly pumped up lips whilst rearranging her sexy maid dress top to better show off her cleavage. "Shadow is a big horny slut-cat, but she brings Lollipop money’s, so Lollipop is happy. Her rank is ‘Smart-ish Cat’ cause she still knows how to do work real good", the long silken haired beauty adding, "I also know how to give great sensual massages to friends … extremely sensual". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BellaLarge.png]]</div> Seemingly wanting to move on quick, she’s just about to point to the next to last girl, when the energetic and overly cutesy figure interrupts, "I’m Bella, and I’m the most adorable of the cat-girls. I even have my own fan club who enjoy watching my regular picture and short clip updates, along with a full subscription option where I write to them. I like sweets, and helping people, and of course lots of hugs. Would you like a hug $firstName? I’m sure we’ll be best friends in no time!", annoyance once more blooming on Lollipops face. Taking in the sight of the girl, however, you couldn’t have expected anything else. With a personalized maid dress in pastel pink, a strong contrast to everyone else in black, complete with head bow and pigtails, the light brown of her hair gives a strongly sweet vibe to her, as does the eccentricity of her one blue and one green eye. With a groan, Lollipop takes hold of the Bella by the shoulders, the pink-outfitted girl now making photo-ready poses in your direction. "That’s Bella … and she’s really weird. She’s a ‘Slow Cat’ because … you saw … she’s Bella. Anyway, only other cat is Riley, and she’s not much of a cat, as she’s a ‘Bunny Liker’, so we won’t talk much more about air-headed smelly Riley. Lollipop thinks that’s everyone, except Lollipop, but she’s obviously ‘Best Cat’ so Lollipop didn’t think she needed to say", she finally finishes, standing before you in a victorious pose. "Riley says hi …", the dark haired cat-girl tries to say, now seeing an opening since the top maid has finished the introductions, but is quickly silenced by Popcorn, the identikit second-in-command of the head cat-girl, putting her hand across the poor girl’s mouth to stop her. <<if $ears == 3 || $tail == 3 || $ears == 10 || $tail == 10>>You wonder briefly if you should say something, but as you’re thinking the remaining throng of maids begin pushing you out the door on mass, with the exception of Riley that is. From within the throng you do hear some clarification at least, the cutting voice of Lollipop explaining nonchalantly, "You seem alright-er, but Lollipop has decided that you’re too bunny for here. Be less bunny and come back soon with many shiny’s. If you ever stop being a stinky bunny you can work for Lollipop, Lollipop will tell weird computer voice. Goodbye dumb bunny butt face!". Pushed out through the entrance, the co-ordinated cat attack surprisingly effective, you shake your head a little to clear the cobwebs. That was pretty weird.<<else>>You wonder briefly if you should say something, but Riley is quickly frogmarched away into a backroom, leaving you with the others minus her and Popcorn. Explaining, Lollipop comments, "Riley is busy, lots of cleaning dishes. But you should give us lots of shiny’s, and join us maybe. Lollipop will tell weird computer voice to let you join us, and work for Lollipop, just no being a stinky bunny, that’s the one rule<<if $backgroundNumber == 2>>. You look like cute-y poster kitten so we big lie and tell peoples that you are so we make even more monies<</if>>. Or, you could buy lots of tasty cat-girl food from us, and give Lollipop lots of big tips. Lollipop will give you menu while you wait!", the previously more stand-off-ish cat-girl now acting slightly more pleasant with you with the prospect of pay lodged firmly in her mind, bringing you over to a sitting area and handing you one of the café’s menus.<</if>><<elseif $ears == 3 || $tail == 3 || $ears == 10 || $tail == 10>>Just setting foot firmly within the bounds of the store, it’s only then that a familiar alarm starts blaring, the sparkly chandeliers that light the room turning a bright warning red as an automated voice blares, "BUNNY INTRUDER DETECTED: DEPLOYING ELIMATION PROTOCOLS". Feeling more than a little nervous at the announcement, and knowing what to expect next, you watch as a large cannon-like device begins descending from a hidden hatch in the ceiling, aimed squarely and solely at you. At first you don’t know what to do, but you do feel slightly better when you hear a voice call out, "False alarm … maybe … Lollipop will check!", the huge barrel of the aforementioned device whirring slightly as it slowly spins. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LollipopLarge.png]]</div> The tiny cat-girl maid that emerges, possibly only 4 foot 10 inches in height, immediately takes a brawler’s stance, smugly grinning at you as she does. Her blonde hair cut into a rather severe short bob with a fringe, her eyes a strange yellow hue, and with a neatly groomed pair of black cat ears atop her head, you get the impression that the stylish girl feels entirely in control of the situation. Wearing a maid outfit that’s slightly skimpier than the other observable staff members, her tiny A-Cup cleavage more on display from the off-the-shoulder maid dress variant, a black furred tail emerges from the back of the short skirt. Of course, you know her to be Lollipop, the bratty head cat-girl maid. Getting a closer look at you, she grins a grin that makes you shake off any previous hopes of this being a misunderstanding, the diminutive blonde laughing, "No stinky jerky dumb bra-stuffing bunny’s allowed!", shortly after following this up by commanding the cannon to, "Fire!". Watching in fear, <<if $submission >= 0>>there’s nothing you can do but stand there, awaiting your horrible fate<<else>>you try to turn and run, not wanting to get hit by it, but it’s already too late<</if>>. <<set _randomCannon = []>><<set _randomCannon = _randomCannon.concatUnique("Water")>><<if $cumPlay>><<set _randomCannon = _randomCannon.concatUnique("Cum")>><</if>><<if $waterSportsPlay>><<set _randomCannon = _randomCannon.concatUnique("Piss")>><</if>><<set _selectedCannon = _randomCannon.random()>><<if _selectedCannon == "Water">><<shower>><<washClothes>>A deluge of cold water sprays forth upon you, making you squeak out a loud, "Eeeeeee!", in startled discomfort as you become immediately drenched to the bone. "Ha ha! Lollipop laughs at the stupid bunny getting wet! As every-cat knows, water is the worst thing ever! That’ll teach you for being a flat-chested bunny spy! Now leave, or Lollipop will spray you again … but more!", Lollipop taunts, clearly willing to do this until you depart. Not feeling like Pussy Lickers is being very hospitable, but seeing no better way to defuse the situation, you slowly turn to leave, the jeers and mockery of the small cat-girl following you until you’re firmly out of the café. Sighing, you do notice one upside of your interaction. You’re now surprisingly fresh and clean, as if you had a shower or went through a washing machine. That was rude, but strangely helpful in a likely unintended way. <<elseif _selectedCannon == "Cum">><<cumFull>>A large sticky flow of a musty white substance sprays forth upon you, making you moan out loudly even before you properly take in what’s happening, "Eeewww!". Of course, as you become thoroughly covered in what is unmistakably cum, your hair matted with the squelching mass, and the stink now clinking to you, the realisation of exactly what they’ve just sprayed you with has its own internal impact. "Ha ha! Lollipop laughs at the stupid bunny getting all covered in boy-spunk! As every-cat knows, bunny’s are just huge smelly sluts, so that’s probably fun for you! Lollipop enjoys watching it though, so it’s okay-ish. That’ll teach you for being a flat-chested bunny spy! Now leave, or Lollipop will spray you again … but more!", Lollipop taunts, clearly willing to do this until you depart. Not feeling like Pussy Lickers is being very hospitable, but seeing no better way to defuse the situation, you slowly turn to leave, the jeers and mockery of the small cat-girl following you until you’re firmly out of the café. Leaving a trail of cum-y footprints behind you as you do, you scrape some of the worst offending sludge off of yourself, especially the face full of semen that has started to make your eyes sting. That was rude.<<elseif _selectedCannon == "Piss">><<pissFull>>A firehose spray of a foul-smelling liquid sprays forth upon you, making you squeal out loud even before you properly take in what’s happening, "Eeewww!". Of course, as you become thoroughly sodden in what you soon realise to be urine, your hair matted with the amber liquid, and the stink now clinking to you, the realisation of exactly what they’ve just sprayed you with has its own internal impact. "Ha ha! Lollipop laughs at the stupid bunny getting all covered in stinky-pee! We have the café toilets hooked up to the cannon, so lots more pee for a bad piss-bunny! That’ll teach you for being a flat-chested bunny spy! Now leave, or Lollipop will spray you again … but more!", Lollipop taunts, clearly willing to do this until you depart. Not feeling like Pussy Lickers is being very hospitable, but seeing no better way to defuse the situation, you slowly turn to leave, the jeers and mockery of the small cat-girl following you until you’re firmly out of the café. Leaving a trail of wet piss-y footprints behind you as you do, you drip a long-wet puddle in your stead, trying your best to wipe the stinging urine from your eyes. That was rude.<</if>><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LollipopLarge.png]]</div> Coming to greet you, the tiny blonde top cat-maid appears, possibly only 4 foot 10 inches in height and smugly grinning at you as she arrives. Her blonde hair cut into a rather severe short bob with a fringe, her eyes a strange yellow hue, and with a neatly groomed pair of black cat ears atop her head, you get the impression that the stylish girl feels entirely in control of the situation. Wearing a maid outfit that’s slightly skimpier than the other observable staff members, her tiny A-Cup cleavage more on display from the off-the-shoulder maid dress variant, a black furred tail emerges from the back of the short skirt. Of course, you know her to be Lollipop, the bratty head cat-girl maid. "Lollipop greets $firstName, now $firstName should give Lollipop lots of shiny money’s and praise her lots for being best cat! Have a menu, buys lots, tip bigger-er! Unless $firstName came here to say nice things to Lollipop, then Lollipop will allow that instead!", the slightly shrill cat-girl states in a tone that leaves you pretty sure that she’s the center of her own world. Still, she does shuffle you over towards a few leather couches meant for those waiting to be seated, handing you a hefty menu as she does. Trying to be polite, you return the greeting, albeit more coherently, "Hi Lollipop, how’s Pussy Lickers doing today?", your inquiry inclining her to shrug back at you. "Lots of shiny’s, but Lollipop hasn’t been praised enough yet. $firstName should praise Lollipop more and buy many nom’s so they can tip Lollipop for the good idea!", she explains in her unusual speaking style, clearly wanting you to make a decision if the greedy look in her eyes is anything to go by.<</if>> Do you:<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown == 0 && !$catMaidRanked>> [[Cat-Maid ranking time!|Pussy Lickers Ranking Start][$catMaidRanked = true; $catMaidRankingVisits += 1]]<</if>> <<if $tail == 3 || $ears == 3 || $ears == 10 || $tail == 10>><<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>><<else>><<if $catMaidRelationship > - 25>>[[Look at the food menu|Pussy Lickers Food Menu]]<<else>>Despite looking at the food menu, from the scowling glares of Lollipop you’re pretty sure you’re not going to get served.<</if>> <<if $catMaidRelationship > -50>>[[Look at the drinks menu|Pussy Lickers Drinks Menu]]<<else>>Despite looking at the drinks menu, from the scowling glares of Lollipop you’re pretty sure you’re not going to get served.<</if>> <<if $catMaidRelationship >= 0>>[[Look at the ‘experiences’ menu|Pussy Lickers Girls Menu]]<<else>>Despite looking at the ‘experiences’ menu, from the scowling glares of Lollipop you’re pretty sure you’re not going to get served.<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 100>>[[Donate 100 G.G.P to the Cat-girl Acquisition Trust|Pussy Lickers Cat Maid Donation][$ggp -= 100]]<<else>>You can’t afford to donate to the Cat-girl Acquisition Trust<</if>><<if $catMaid>> [[Visit Riley’s Dress Closet|Pussy Lickers Riley Dresses]]<</if>> [[Ask Lollipop if you can talk with her |Pussy Lickers Spend Time With Lollipop]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>><</if>>

Giving the menu a readthrough, you see that there’s an interesting selection of ‘experiences’ on offer, each of the girls providing one for the menu. It seems that ‘experiences’ is generally a code-word for sex, though a few of them seem to be non-sexual in intent. In each instance images of the respective cat-girl litter the page, a small bio for them also provided along with a description of what you can expect from them. It also notes that ‘experiences’ don’t run by the usual tipping system as they’re more considered a tip and subsequent thank you in themselves, though it also states in bold print that the girls can refuse service at any time. The final instruction on the menu is that to order an experience all you need to do is inquire with Lollipop and make the payment. Do you: <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lollipop – Praise Lollipop Lollipop will let you praise, pet and cuddle her for being the best cat-girl, after which she’ll ride you cowgirl style until she reaches completion. She might even let you finish too if you’re nice! Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $chastityLevel > 0 || $diaperLocked>>Unable to use services<<elseif $catMaidRelationship < 25>>Lollipop doesn’t like you enough to provide this service<<elseif $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>Too tired to use this service<<elseif $ggp < 500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Pay for ‘Praise Lollipop’|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Service][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Popcorn – Popcorn’s Golden Touch Popcorn will take the payment you just gave her, and have it converted it into physical wealth, which she’ll roll around in appreciatively … minus her maid dress. Popcorn will enjoy herself and will encourage you to enjoy yourself too! Price: 450 G.G.P Currently Unavailable</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Fluffball – The Fluffball Cuddle Fluffball will come and give you a sweet cuddle and a few kisses. She’s shy, so remember to play nice! Price: 350 G.G.P Currently Unavailable</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Mipsy – The Lazy Cat Special Mipsy is a sleepy cat-girl, and if you choose this experience then you’ll be letting Mipsy get herself an extra special rest. An incredibly heavy sleeper, Mipsy is up for anything as long as she doesn’t have to do any work! Price: 300 G.G.P Currently Unavailable</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Shadow – Shadow In Heat Shadow just can’t help herself she gets worked up so easily, especially whilst handling customers. By purchasing this experience you’re consenting that Shadow can make full use of you to relieve that tension! Price: 300 G.G.P Currently Unavailable</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Bella – Super Magic Cat Maid Bella! After being exposed to the space ray beam of the cat-comet, Bella found a magic ring in an old trunk at the maid café she works in, which awoke her long last family power of being a magic cat-girl maid! Using her amazing powers and amazingly adorable magical girl outfit, Bella helps save the day against demons from another plane of reality who are super high-tech, whilst also trying to become an award-winning singing idol to win the big music competitions prize money which she needs to stop her maid café from closing down and also pay for her sisters eye surgery. Will you help Bella create a cosplay photo album so she can bring in new members to her cosplay club, but also let her use her cat-maid powers to remove all the sad-spirits from your private places to save you from the evil influence of the really bad vegetable mage Blu-Ballz! P.S. Bella wrote this, Lollipop disowns this entry … and Bella. Price: 300 G.G.P Currently Unavailable</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Riley – Trash Cat Riley is a stinky trash cat who loves to do embarrassing gross things. For your entertainment Riley will climb naked into a rubbish bin filled with smelly garbage and let you pour more rubbish on top of her, after which she’ll service you with her slutty trash mouth! P.S. As the inventor of the experience, Lollipop claims all the money resulting from it. Price: 250 G.G.P Currently Unavailable</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> </table></div> [[Put down the menu|Pussy Lickers]]

Giving the drinks menu a readthrough, you see that there’s a wide variety of specialty drinks on offer. However, they do all seem slightly … different? The colourful laminated images are all very interesting, the drinks often having cute cat stickers on the sides with a few even having cat faces drawn into the drink, images of the cat-maid’s of Pussy Lickers interspersed between them. The prices don’t look too bad either, although you do see notes about the importance of tipping generously spread throughout it. Between the low cost and wonderful selection of alcoholic and non-alcoholic options, you’re sure you could have a special treat on a budget if you wanted to, your eyes skimming some of the most appealing options; - Sparkle Glitter Soda – 5 G.G.P - Kitten Paw Latte – 5 G.G.P (P.S. Does not contain real kitten) - Milk – 25 G.G.P - Strawberry Milkshake – 25 G.G.P - Pale Cat Ale – 5 G.G.P (P.S. Does not contain real cat either) - The Cat’s Paw Special – 10 G.G.P - Pussy Jolt Energy Drink – 75 G.G.P <<set $random = random(1,6)>><<if $random == 1>>Waltzing over with a wide grin, Lollipop the diminutive head cat-maid approaches you, asking, "Hey, Lollipop thinks you should order now. Buy a big tasty drink, then give Lollipop bigger-est tip of day, so people will praise Lollipop even more-er. So … what you want?"<<elseif $random == 2>>Strutting over to you, Lollipops doppelganger Popcorn approaches you, asking, "Hey there, Popcorn wonders how much money you’ll be giving her today? If you don’t tip well people will think you’re mean, and they’ll say bad things about you to important people … like your boss. Popcorn knows because she tells on people all the time. Now what drinks do you wants?"<<elseif $random == 3>>Quietly shuffling over to you, Fluffball the taller dirty-blonde cat-girl approaches you, quietly asking, "Hello. Order?", a small friendly smile on her face. Whilst she is a woman of few words, you get the impression that she’s pleasant sort if not a little shy<<elseif $random == 4>>Lethargically shuffling over to you in the manner of someone who would rather be anywhere other than working, the red-headed Mipsy approaches you, asking with a yawn, "Hey … do you want drinks?", her eyelids drooping as if she’s about to fall asleep if you don’t order something soon<<elseif $random == 5>>Seductively prancing over to you, the raven-haired Shadow approaches you, licking her lips as she purrs, "Hello sugar, looking for something dripping wet? Well maybe after you’ve had a drink … if you’re lucky. We’ve got a great selection of refreshing beverages, that will have you quivering on the edge of your seat in bliss. So, the question is, what would you like to taste today?", flirtatious intent dripping off of every word<<elseif $random == 6>>Rushing over to you, filled to the brim with peppy eager energy, you spot the pig-tailed and pink uniformed Bella, the cute girl stating rapidly, "Hi $firstName! You’re so cool, I’m glad you came back, and I’m super glad we get to spend more time together! We can take photos together, and do karaoke, and play games, we’ll have so much fun! So please order something extra nummy so that you have lots of energy to play with, and so that I get to do lots of fun drink mixing things for you, okay?", the brunette cat-girl taking the opportunity to make a few adorable photo poses for you whilst she waits for your reply<</if>>. Do you: <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Sparkle Glitter Soda A mix of grape and lemon soda, this bubbling light purple drink is cool and refreshing. The best part is that one of our wonderful cat-girl maid’s will add the glitter for you at the table as she says a special magic spell to make it extra tasty! Price: 5 G.G.P <<if $ggp <5>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Sparkle Glitter Soda|Pussy Lickers Sparkle Glitter Soda][$ggp -= 5; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 1;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/GrapeSoda.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Kitten Paw Latte A fresh hot milky latte, perfect for those cold days where you need to heat up. What makes our latte extra special is that all of our cat-maid’s are trained to draw cute complimentary images into the surface of your drink! Price: 5 G.G.P <<if $ggp <5>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Kitten Paw Latte|Pussy Lickers Kitten Paw Latte][$ggp -= 5; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/CatLatte.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Milk Delicious wonderful amazing perfect fresh creamy tasty milk! Price: 25 G.G.P <<if $ggp <25>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Milk|Pussy Lickers Milk][$ggp -= 25; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 1;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/Milk.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Strawberry Milkshake Tasty freshly made strawberry milkshake, complete with a freshly applied whipped cream topping! (Not as good as milk, but takes more effort to make) Price: 25 G.G.P <<if $ggp <25>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Strawberry Milkshake|Pussy Lickers Strawberry Milkshake][$ggp -= 25; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 1;}; if($weight<100){$weight += 1;}else{$weight = 100;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/StrawberryMilkshake.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pale Cat Ale A wonderful home brewed ale with juicy citrus and spicy resin notes. Its smooth mouthfeel and restrained bitterness are a refreshing finish to this drinkable, un-shouty Pale Ale. Price: 5 G.G.P <<if $ggp <5>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Pale Cat Ale|Pussy Lickers Pale Cat Ale][$ggp -= 5; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/PaleBeerGlass.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">The Cat’s Paw Special An alcoholic mix of fresh cream, butterscotch syrup, and vodka, along with a couple of secret ingredients, this sweet and tasty drink is our extra special creation here at Pussy Lickers. Filled with cat-titude, this amazing beverage is sure to bring out the kitten in any drinker! Price: 10 G.G.P <<if $ggp <10>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order The Cat’s Paw Special|Pussy Lickers The Cat’s Paw Special][$ggp -= 10; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/CaramelFrappe.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pussy Jolt Energy Drink Made right here at Pussy Lickers, this unique energy drink is sure to give you an extra burst of cat-like energy. A still mixture that tastes of peaches, our energy drink is unique in that it actually tastes nice! Price: 75 G.G.P <<if $ggp <75>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order Pussy Jolt Energy Drink|Pussy Lickers Pussy Jolt Energy Drink][$ggp -= 75; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;}; if($actionAmountCurrent >0){$actionAmountCurrent -= 1;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/EnergyCan.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div> [[Put down the menu|Pussy Lickers]]

Deciding to stick around the entrance and to try and talk to Lollipop you approach the blonde head cat-maid who’s currently surveying the café from a raised maître d' stand. Noticing you, the egotistical and flat-chested girl seems happy for the attention, content to let you hang around talking to her as long as you don’t get in the way if an important customer arrives. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LollipopSmall.png]]</div> Surprisingly, Lollipop is kind of nice to talk to, at least once you get past the eccentricities in her speech such as talking in third person and adding ‘cat’ to words amongst others. Whilst she does spend a lot of the conversation praising herself, she does offer you a few compliments too, although often in terms of your good taste for wanting to spend time with her. She seems pretty abreast on gossip within the facility too, her contacts and interactions with customers running deeper than you would have ever suspected, a cunning intelligence hidden behind her tiny cute façade. Seeing an opening in the conversation as Lollipop gets distracted looking at someone passing by the entrance, you think about what to do next. Do you: <<if $catMaid>> [[Ask to view the cat-girl rankings|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Rankings]]<</if>><<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>> [[Try to bribe Lollipop to increase your weekly Cat-Maid Score|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Bribe Start]]<</if>><<if $catMaid && $catMaidRank < 8>> [[Talk to Lollipop about ranking up|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Rank Up Start]]<</if>> [[Ask Lollipop what the Cat-Maid Score is about|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Ask About Cat Ranks]] [[Finish spending time with Lollipop|Pussy Lickers]]

<<set $holderInt = 1>>Making your decision, you inform <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I’d like to order please, can I get the Omelette Rice?", <<if $random == 1>>your maid grinning smugly that you’ve put in an order for her, walking off towards the tables and obviously expecting you to follow behind her<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling triumphantly over your order, the gears in her mind already processing how much money she might be able to get from you. So enthralled is she that Popcorn even grabs your hand to speed up the process of getting you to your table, practically dragging you the whole way<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid happily smiling back at you over your choice, lightly gesturing you to follow her to your table<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl barely registering that she’s even heard you, instead loping off towards one of the tables with only the slightest wave for you to follow her<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid flirtatiously licking her lips and complimenting your choice as she eyes you up predatorially, extending a hand so that she can personally escort you to your table<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping up and down on the spot a few times in excitement before praising your choice and telling you she’ll be sure to make it an extra special one, all as she helps you to your table<</if>>. It’s comfortable, the small pastel pink leather seated booth you’re placed in by <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> as she goes to sort out your food. Further, the wait goes by in a flash, in small part due to the singing and dance breaks taken by the various other cat-girl’s as they entertain you and all the other patrons of their maid café. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenOmlette.png]]</div>Returning to your table with a steaming plate in her hands, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop places it in front of you, giving you an expectant look as she does<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn places it in front of you quickly, holding her hand out as if wanting a tip already<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball carefully places it down in front of you, giving you another shy smile as she does<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy lets it fall to the table in front of you with a clatter, wiping away a sleepy yawn as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow leans over to place it in front of you, making sure your face gets a good brushing of her cleavage as she does<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella places it before you with almost reverential delicate care, soon after springing back to stand at attention beside your table as she gives you a second to look over what she just brought you<</if>>. The food, meanwhile, looks delicious, a fluffy soft yellow omelette rice with a few mini broccolis and carrots to accompany it<<if $random == 1>>, the only downside is the single spoonful conspicuously missing from one side<<elseif $random == 4>>, the situation only minorly detracted by the fact that half of it is missing and what is there looks slightly haphazard in its aesthetics<<elseif $random == 6>>, a little flag with the café’s logo standing on the plate flanked by a surprising collection of little food pots containing everything from miso soup to fruits and vegetables cut into cute shapes<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop will decorate your omelette now! Lollipop did take a bite on the way here though, but knew you wouldn’t mind"<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn brought you the best omelette, so you should pay her a big tip! Popcorn will now draw on your omelette so you remember"<<elseif $random == 3>>"Please enjoy. Drawing time first"<<elseif $random == 4>>"Omelette was tasty … thank you. I have to draw on it now, but …. so … tired …"<<elseif $random == 5>>"I made this one especially for you, I hope you enjoy the taste of my … omelette. Oh, but first I need to leave you an extra special drawing on it!"<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hi, hi! I prepared all of this especially for you, I really hope you enjoy it! The soup and the other bits are a free bonus present, because I thought they’d help brighten your day! Now let’s see what I can draw for you today! "<</if>>, she says, picking up a tomato ketchup squirt bottle sitting on the table. Watching eagerly, you look on as <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> begins her task of personalizing your omelette rice with a drawing. It looks like she’s trying hard, enjoyment and concentration burnt into her expression, the distraction of watching her making the final outcome more of a surprise. As she turns it around with a little<<if $random == 4>> lazy<</if>> flourish, she says, <<if $random == 5>>"Ta-da!"<<else>>"Ta-da!"<</if>>, as you take it all in. <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop, it seems, has written her own name atop of your meal, her beautiful hand writing impressive, if not a bit egotistical<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn, it seems, has written, "TIP BIG!", atop of your meal, the scrawled writing not too impressive much like its intent<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball, it seems, has drawn a cute cat face atop of your meal, complete with whiskers and cat ears on your omelette rice<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy, it seems, has drawn a … squiggle … or maybe a snake … it’s hard to tell, but whatever it is it’s atop of your meal now<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow, it seems, has drawn a pair of boobs atop of your meal, a penis scrawled in ketchup on the section of empty plate next to it<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella, it seems, has drawn an impressively lifelike rendition of her own face atop of your meal, a surprising feat given she did it in ketchup, even if it is kind of creepy too how it looks back at you<</if>>. Happily leaving you to your meal, your cat-maid departs, as good a signal as any for you to start. Delicious and filling, your rice filled omelette disappears very quickly as you eat your way through it, the tangy tomato sauce working well to give it a little something extra<<if $random == 6>>. Not to mention the miso soup and all the strange pieces of fruit and vegetable that Bella arranged for you, their purpose mostly seeming to revolve around giving the meal more variety and offering you a refreshing palate cleanser, which was pretty thoughtful of her<</if>>. But, before too long you only have an empty plate before you, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, arriving back to clean up your plate, and from what you can gather collect a tip from you. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop hopes you had a good meal here, but knows you did as you had Lollipop as your maid! Lollipop knows you’ll leave an extra big pile of shiny money’s for her, because she put lots of effort into looking after you", Lollipop states, smugly assured of herself that you’ll soon be giving her a large tip<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn wants your money! Please give popcorn an extra big tip, or she’ll tell everyone that you were mean to her, and a big cheapskate too!", Popcorn states, doing her best to try and blackmail you into giving the greedy cat-girl a big tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Hi. Hope your meal was good", Fluffball says to you quietly with a shy smile, not even mentioning the tip, her attention more focussed on seeing that you had enjoyed yourself<<elseif $random == 4>>"Hey, was the … meal okay?", Mipsy yawns languidly, "I’m supposed to … ask you for a … tip thing-y … but really I just want to … get back to bed …", she adds, practically drooping down onto your table<<elseif $random == 5>>"I hope your meal was to your liking, a good meal always puts me in a good mood. If there’s anything else I can do for you just say. And, don’t forget to tip your maid’s well, they really do appreciate it", Shadow purrs seductively, biting her lips as she purposely sticks out her chest towards you<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hope you really, really, really had a great time with us here at Pussy Lickers today! I’ve been your cat-maid Bella, and you’ve been wonderful to serve! I really hope the food was yummy for you, and that I’ve managed to make your day bright and sunny! Please come again!", Bella cheers in her usual sweet and enthusiastic tone, posed in one of her many adorable photo-ready poses, and not at all mentioning tips<</if>>. Do you: <<link "Give no tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food No Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>> <<if $ggp >= 5>><<link "Give a 5 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Low Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 10>><<link "Give a 10 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Medium Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give 10 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 20>><<link "Give a 20 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food High Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 20 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 50>><<link "Give a 50 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Huge Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 50 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>>

<<set $holderInt = 2>>Making your decision, you inform <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I’d like to order please, can I get the Hamburger Set?", <<if $random == 1>>your maid grinning smugly that you’ve put in an order for her, walking off towards the tables and obviously expecting you to follow behind her<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling triumphantly over your order, the gears in her mind already processing how much money she might be able to get from you. So enthralled is she that Popcorn even grabs your hand to speed up the process of getting you to your table, practically dragging you the whole way<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid happily smiling back at you over your choice, lightly gesturing you to follow her to your table<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl barely registering that she’s even heard you, instead loping off towards one of the tables with only the slightest wave for you to follow her<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid flirtatiously licking her lips and complimenting your choice as she eyes you up predatorially, extending a hand so that she can personally escort you to your table<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping up and down on the spot a few times in excitement before praising your choice and telling you she’ll be sure to make it an extra special one, all as she helps you to your table<</if>>. It’s comfortable, the small pastel pink leather seated booth you’re placed in by <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> as she goes to sort out your food. Further, the wait goes by in a flash, in small part due to the singing and dance breaks taken by the various other cat-girl’s as they entertain you and all the other patrons of their maid café. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenBurger.png]]</div>Returning to your table with a steaming plate in her hands, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop places it in front of you, giving you an expectant look as she does<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn places it in front of you quickly, holding her hand out as if wanting a tip already<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball carefully places it down in front of you, giving you another shy smile as she does<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy lets it fall to the table in front of you with a clatter, wiping away a sleepy yawn as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow leans over to place it in front of you, making sure your face gets a good brushing of her cleavage as she does<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella places it before you with almost reverential delicate care, soon after springing back to stand at attention beside your table as she gives you a second to look over what she just brought you<</if>>. The food, meanwhile, looks delicious, a still sizzling hamburger steak, accompanied by some crunchy looking fries and a small side salad<<if $random == 1>>, the only downside being the conspicuous bit missing from the burger<<elseif $random == 4>>, the situation only minorly detracted by the fact that half of the burger and most of the fries are missing, and what is there looks slightly haphazard in its aesthetics<<elseif $random == 6>>, a pair of tomato section placed above the burger like ears whilst a lettuce bowtie sits at the burgers neck, a surprising collection of little food pots containing everything from miso soup to fruits and vegetables cut into cute shapes also being included<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop will decorate your burger now! Lollipop did take a bite on the way here though, but knew you wouldn’t mind"<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn brought you the best burger, so you should pay her a big tip! Popcorn will now draw on your burger so you remember"<<elseif $random == 3>>"Please enjoy. Drawing time first"<<elseif $random == 4>>"Burger was tasty … so were fries … thank you. I have to draw on it now, but …. so … tired …"<<elseif $random == 5>>"I made this one especially for you, I hope you enjoy the taste of my … burger. Oh, but first I need to leave you an extra special drawing on it!"<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hi, hi! I prepared all of this especially for you, I really hope you enjoy it! The soup and the other bits are a free bonus present, because I thought they’d help brighten your day, much like the burger arrangement! Now let’s see what I can draw for you today! "<</if>>, she says, picking up a tomato ketchup squirt bottle sitting on the table. Watching eagerly, you look on as <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> begins her task of personalizing your burger with a drawing. It looks like she’s trying hard, enjoyment and concentration burnt into her expression, the distraction of watching her making the final outcome more of a surprise. As she turns it around with a little<<if $random == 4>> lazy<</if>> flourish, she says, <<if $random == 5>>"Ta-da!"<<else>>"Ta-da!"<</if>>, as you take it all in. <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop, it seems, has drawn a person face on it, it’s a little haphazard but you suspect that it might be her face in fact knowing how egotistical she is<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn, it seems, has drawn a money bag atop of your burger, the scrawled image not too impressive much like its intent<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball, it seems, has drawn a cute cat face atop of your burger, complete with whiskers and cat ears on the section of plate above it<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy, it seems, has drawn a … squiggle … or maybe a snake … it’s hard to tell, but whatever it is it’s atop of your burger now<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow, it seems, has drawn a crude scene of a stick-man cat-girl being fucked from behind<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella, it seems, has drawn an impressively lifelike rendition of a cats face on top of your burger, a surprising feat given she did it in ketchup! Weirder still the shading effect is one of the best you’ve ever seen in any medium, so realistic it’s kind of creepy<</if>>. Happily leaving you to your meal, your cat-maid departs, as good a signal as any for you to start. Delicious and filling, your burger steak disappears very quickly as you eat your way through it, the tangy tomato sauce working well to give it a little something extra as you dip your fries in it<<if $random == 6>>. Not to mention the miso soup and all the strange pieces of fruit and vegetable that Bella arranged for you, their purpose mostly seeming to revolve around giving the meal more variety and offering you a refreshing palate cleanser, which was pretty thoughtful of her<</if>>. But, before too long you only have an empty plate before you, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, arriving back to clean up your plate, and from what you can gather collect a tip from you. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop hopes you had a good meal here, but knows you did as you had Lollipop as your maid! Lollipop knows you’ll leave an extra big pile of shiny money’s for her, because she put lots of effort into looking after you", Lollipop states, smugly assured of herself that you’ll soon be giving her a large tip<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn wants your money! Please give popcorn an extra big tip, or she’ll tell everyone that you were mean to her, and a big cheapskate too!", Popcorn states, doing her best to try and blackmail you into giving the greedy cat-girl a big tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Hi. Hope your meal was good", Fluffball says to you quietly with a shy smile, not even mentioning the tip, her attention more focussed on seeing that you had enjoyed yourself<<elseif $random == 4>>"Hey, was the … meal okay?", Mipsy yawns languidly, "I’m supposed to … ask you for a … tip thing-y … but really I just want to … get back to bed …", she adds, practically drooping down onto your table<<elseif $random == 5>>"I hope your meal was to your liking, a good meal always puts me in a good mood. If there’s anything else I can do for you just say. And, don’t forget to tip your maid’s well, they really do appreciate it", Shadow purrs seductively, biting her lips as she purposely sticks out her chest towards you<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hope you really, really, really had a great time with us here at Pussy Lickers today! I’ve been your cat-maid Bella, and you’ve been wonderful to serve! I really hope the food was yummy for you, and that I’ve managed to make your day bright and sunny! Please come again!", Bella cheers in her usual sweet and enthusiastic tone, posed in one of her many adorable photo-ready poses, and not at all mentioning tips<</if>>. Do you: <<link "Give no tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food No Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>> <<if $ggp >= 5>><<link "Give a 5 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Low Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 10>><<link "Give a 10 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Medium Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give 10 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 20>><<link "Give a 20 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food High Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 20 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 50>><<link "Give a 50 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Huge Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 50 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>>

<<set $holderInt = 3>>Making your decision, you inform <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I’d like to order please, can I get the Kitty Curry?", <<if $random == 1>>your maid grinning smugly that you’ve put in an order for her, walking off towards the tables and obviously expecting you to follow behind her<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling triumphantly over your order, the gears in her mind already processing how much money she might be able to get from you. So enthralled is she that Popcorn even grabs your hand to speed up the process of getting you to your table, practically dragging you the whole way<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid happily smiling back at you over your choice, lightly gesturing you to follow her to your table<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl barely registering that she’s even heard you, instead loping off towards one of the tables with only the slightest wave for you to follow her<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid flirtatiously licking her lips and complimenting your choice as she eyes you up predatorially, extending a hand so that she can personally escort you to your table<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping up and down on the spot a few times in excitement before praising your choice and telling you she’ll be sure to make it an extra special one, all as she helps you to your table<</if>>. It’s comfortable, the small pastel pink leather seated booth you’re placed in by <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> as she goes to sort out your food. Further, the wait goes by in a flash, in small part due to the singing and dance breaks taken by the various other cat-girl’s as they entertain you and all the other patrons of their maid café. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenCurry.png]]</div>Returning to your table with a steaming plate in her hands, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop places it in front of you, giving you an expectant look as she does<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn places it in front of you quickly, holding her hand out as if wanting a tip already<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball carefully places it down in front of you, giving you another shy smile as she does<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy lets it fall to the table in front of you with a clatter, wiping away a sleepy yawn as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow leans over to place it in front of you, making sure your face gets a good brushing of her cleavage as she does<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella places it before you with almost reverential delicate care, soon after springing back to stand at attention beside your table as she gives you a second to look over what she just brought you<</if>>. The food, meanwhile, looks delicious, a freshly breaded chicken katsu with a thick tomato and soy sauce based curry sauce and a plentiful portion of rice<<if $random == 1>>, the only downside being the conspicuous bite missing from the katsu<<elseif $random == 4>>, the situation only minorly detracted by the fact that half of the katsu and most of the rice are both missing, and what is there looks slightly haphazard in its aesthetics<<elseif $random == 6>>, a surprising collection of little food pots containing everything from miso soup to fruits and vegetables cut into cute shapes also being included along with a selection of breads<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop will display your curry now! Lollipop did take a bite on the way here though, but knew you wouldn’t mind"<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn brought you the best curry, so you should pay her a big tip! Popcorn will now show you what she did to your curry, so remember how impressive it looks"<<elseif $random == 3>>"Please enjoy "<<elseif $random == 4>>"Chicken was tasty … so was rice … thank you. I had to make it look like a cat, but …. so … tired …"<<elseif $random == 5>>"I made this one especially for you, I hope you enjoy the taste of my … kat-su. Oh, but first I need to show you my special little pussy .. cat!"<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hi, hi! I prepared all of this especially for you, I really hope you enjoy it! The soup and the other bits are a free bonus present, because I thought they’d help brighten your day! I spent a lot of time on the curry design, but if you don’t like it I can take it back and try again for you! "<</if>>, she says, twisting the plate to give you a better look at the design she’s put together. Watching eagerly, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> with a <<if $random == 4>> lazy<</if>> flourish says, <<if $random == 5>>"Ta-da!"<<else>>"Ta-da!"<</if>>, as you take it all in. <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop, it seems, has placed the rice in such a way that it looks like cat ears coming out of the top of the breaded chicken, some vegetables placed to create a crude cat-face on it<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn, it seems, has placed the rice to resemble a money sign on top of the chicken katsu, in turn making it look kind of like a money bag and of course nothing like the cat it’s supposed to<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball, it seems, has arranged the katsu and the rice in such a way that some of the rice makes the eyes and mouth of a cat on top of the chicken, whilst extra pieces of breaded katsu make cat ears, overall giving a very cute impression<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy, it seems, has just dumped the rice, chicken, and sauce anywhere she could at the time, looking nothing like the advertised cat image, though given it’s Mipsy you’re not too surprised<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow, it seems, has shaped the rice into the form of breasts which she’s placed below the katsu, drawing a cute cat face atop of the katsu in extra curry sauce<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella, it seems, has sculpted the rice into an almost life-like cat facsimile, the cute model curled up into a sleepy ball and so realistic it’s kind of creepy<</if>>. Happily leaving you to your meal, your cat-maid departs, as good a signal as any for you to start. Delicious and filling, your katsu chicken curry disappears very quickly as you eat your way through it, the tomato and soy-sauce base helping make it taste all the better<<if $random == 6>>. Not to mention the miso soup and all the strange pieces of fruit and vegetable that Bella arranged for you, their purpose mostly seeming to revolve around giving the meal more variety and offering you a refreshing palate cleanser, which was pretty thoughtful of her<</if>>. But, before too long you only have an empty plate before you, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, arriving back to clean up your plate, and from what you can gather collect a tip from you. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop hopes you had a good meal here, but knows you did as you had Lollipop as your maid! Lollipop knows you’ll leave an extra big pile of shiny money’s for her, because she put lots of effort into looking after you", Lollipop states, smugly assured of herself that you’ll soon be giving her a large tip<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn wants your money! Please give popcorn an extra big tip, or she’ll tell everyone that you were mean to her, and a big cheapskate too!", Popcorn states, doing her best to try and blackmail you into giving the greedy cat-girl a big tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Hi. Hope your meal was good", Fluffball says to you quietly with a shy smile, not even mentioning the tip, her attention more focussed on seeing that you had enjoyed yourself<<elseif $random == 4>>"Hey, was the … meal okay?", Mipsy yawns languidly, "I’m supposed to … ask you for a … tip thing-y … but really I just want to … get back to bed …", she adds, practically drooping down onto your table<<elseif $random == 5>>"I hope your meal was to your liking, a good meal always puts me in a good mood. If there’s anything else I can do for you just say. And, don’t forget to tip your maid’s well, they really do appreciate it", Shadow purrs seductively, biting her lips as she purposely sticks out her chest towards you<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hope you really, really, really had a great time with us here at Pussy Lickers today! I’ve been your cat-maid Bella, and you’ve been wonderful to serve! I really hope the food was yummy for you, and that I’ve managed to make your day bright and sunny! Please come again!", Bella cheers in her usual sweet and enthusiastic tone, posed in one of her many adorable photo-ready poses, and not at all mentioning tips<</if>>. Do you: <<link "Give no tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food No Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>> <<if $ggp >= 5>><<link "Give a 5 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Low Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 10>><<link "Give a 10 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Medium Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give 10 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 20>><<link "Give a 20 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food High Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 20 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 50>><<link "Give a 50 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Huge Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 50 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>>

<<set $holderInt = 4>>Making your decision, you inform <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I’d like to order please, can I get the Pussy Parfait?", <<if $random == 1>>your maid grinning smugly that you’ve put in an order for her, walking off towards the tables and obviously expecting you to follow behind her<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling triumphantly over your order, the gears in her mind already processing how much money she might be able to get from you. So enthralled is she that Popcorn even grabs your hand to speed up the process of getting you to your table, practically dragging you the whole way<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid happily smiling back at you over your choice, lightly gesturing you to follow her to your table<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl barely registering that she’s even heard you, instead loping off towards one of the tables with only the slightest wave for you to follow her<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid flirtatiously licking her lips and complimenting your choice as she eyes you up predatorially, extending a hand so that she can personally escort you to your table<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping up and down on the spot a few times in excitement before praising your choice and telling you she’ll be sure to make it an extra special one, all as she helps you to your table<</if>>. It’s comfortable, the small pastel pink leather seated booth you’re placed in by <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> as she goes to sort out your food. Further, the wait goes by in a flash, in small part due to the singing and dance breaks taken by the various other cat-girl’s as they entertain you and all the other patrons of their maid café. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenParfait.png]]</div>Returning to your table with a tall sundae glass in her hands, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop places it in front of you, giving you an expectant look as she does<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn places it in front of you quickly, holding her hand out as if wanting a tip already<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball carefully places it down in front of you, giving you another shy smile as she does<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy lets it fall to the table in front of you with a wobble, wiping away a sleepy yawn as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow leans over to place it in front of you, making sure your face gets a good brushing of her cleavage as she does<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella places it before you with almost reverential delicate care, soon after springing back to stand at attention beside your table as she gives you a second to look over what she just brought you<</if>>. Your dessert, meanwhile, looks delicious, a sumptuous mountain of vanilla ice-cream, cake, whipped cream, peaches<<if $random == 1>>, the only downside being the conspicuous spoonful missing from the top-most ice-cream ball<<elseif $random == 4>>, the situation only minorly detracted by the fact that top of the parfait is missing a fair amount of its contents, and what is there looks slightly haphazard in its aesthetics<<elseif $random == 6>>, a surprising additional plate containing some mochi balls and a cup of matcha green tea<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop will sauce your parfait now and do the cat-maid spell of tasty! Lollipop did take a bite on the way here though, but knew you wouldn’t mind"<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn brought you the best parfait, so you should pay her a big tip! Popcorn will now do the cat-maid spell to make it taste better … also it curses bad tippers"<<elseif $random == 3>>"Please enjoy. Spell first"<<elseif $random == 4>>"Ice-cream was tasty … so was cake … and all that cream … thank you. I have to do the spell, but …. so … tired …"<<elseif $random == 5>>"I made this one especially for you, I hope you enjoy the taste of my pussy … parfait. Oh, but first I need to show you my feminine magic!"<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hi, hi! I prepared all of this especially for you, I really hope you enjoy it! The mochi is a classic taste that accompanies well with other desserts, and the matcha is because I thought you might be a little thirst. They’re all a free bonus present, because I thought they’d help brighten your day, so you don’t need to pay anything extra! Now I’ll do an extra special spell over your parfait to make it taste even better! "<</if>>, she says, readying herself to cast the ‘spell’. <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop, taking a power stance with her hands stretched over your parfait, calls out, "Lollipop commands this parfait to be extra tasty! Parfait better do it, else Lollipop will be grumpy at it, and tell everyone it’s not a good parfait! Lollipop’s spell is the best, so you better be good!", her argument with the dessert ending with a twinkling flourish of her fingers<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn, taking a power stance with her hands stretched you’re your parfait, calls out, "Popcorn says that this parfait needs to be tasty enough to get her a big tip! Unless you sense that the person eating you is a bad tipper, then Popcorn commands you to taste yucky! May you get me a big tip Mr Parfait, and that’s Popcorn’s spell!", her attempt to emotionally blackmail you into giving her a bigger tip ending with her stretching her palm out towards you<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball, bending slightly over, her hands stretched over the top of your parfait, shyly whispers, "Hello parfait, please can you be extra yummy for the customer. Thank you for listening", an embarrassed smile on her face as she pulls back away<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy, obviously not into exerting herself to this degree, gestures in the general direction of the parfait and says, "This is … a … spell, so taste … better …", a large yawn accompanying her half-hearted attempt<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow, leaning more over you than towards the parfait so that her breasts brush against you, whispers seductively, "Hey there sweet-thing, you need to be creamy and tasty just for me. I can’t wait to eat you all up, to feel you on my tongue, and to press you against my skin. But, I’m working at the moment, so you’ll have to be on your best behaviour for $firstName instead. That sound as good to you as it does to me?", much of which seems more aimed at yourself than your dessert<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella, energetically jumps into a pose where she’s extending her hands over your parfait, theatrically calling out, "Through my powers as a cat-maid, I ask you please o-tasty parfait, to please be extra tasty for $firstName! I worked really hard on making you as delicious as possible, so use all those cute dessert powers to do your best and make $firstName happy! Cat-Pow!", the last word said as if it was actually some sort of spell, Bella’s hands flinging to the sky dramatically as she finishes<</if>>. Happily leaving you to your dessert after pouring on the butterscotch sauce, your cat-maid departs, as good a signal as any for you to start. Delicious, your parfait of ice-cream, cake, and fruit disappears very quickly as you eat your way through it, the refreshing treat extremely enjoyable<<if $random == 6>>. Not to mention the mochi and matcha that Bella arranged for you, their purpose mostly seeming to revolve around giving the dessert even more variety and offering you a refreshing palate cleanser, which was pretty thoughtful of her<</if>>. But, before too long you only have an empty sundae glass before you, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, arriving back to clean up your table, and from what you can gather collect a tip from you. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop hopes you had a good treat here, but knows you did as you had Lollipop as your maid! Lollipop knows you’ll leave an extra big pile of shiny money’s for her, because she put lots of effort into looking after you", Lollipop states, smugly assured of herself that you’ll soon be giving her a large tip<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn wants your money! Please give popcorn an extra big tip, or she’ll tell everyone that you were mean to her, and a big cheapskate too!", Popcorn states, doing her best to try and blackmail you into giving the greedy cat-girl a big tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Hi. Hope your dessert was good", Fluffball says to you quietly with a shy smile, not even mentioning the tip, her attention more focussed on seeing that you had enjoyed yourself<<elseif $random == 4>>"Hey, was the … parfait okay?", Mipsy yawns languidly, "I’m supposed to … ask you for a … tip thing-y … but really I just want to … get back to bed …", she adds, practically drooping down onto your table<<elseif $random == 5>>"I hope your dessert was to your liking, a tasty treat always puts me in a good mood. If there’s anything else I can do for you just say. And, don’t forget to tip your maid’s well, they really do appreciate it", Shadow purrs seductively, biting her lips as she purposely sticks out her chest towards you<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hope you really, really, really had a great time with us here at Pussy Lickers today! I’ve been your cat-maid Bella, and you’ve been wonderful to serve! I really hope the parfait was yummy for you, and that I’ve managed to make your day bright and sunny! Please come again!", Bella cheers in her usual sweet and enthusiastic tone, posed in one of her many adorable photo-ready poses, and not at all mentioning tips<</if>>. Do you: <<link "Give no tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food No Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>> <<if $ggp >= 5>><<link "Give a 5 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Low Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 10>><<link "Give a 10 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Medium Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give 10 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 20>><<link "Give a 20 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food High Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 20 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 50>><<link "Give a 50 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Huge Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 50 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>>

<<set $holderInt = 5>>Making your decision, you inform <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I’d like to order please, can I get the Kitty Pancakes?", <<if $random == 1>>your maid grinning smugly that you’ve put in an order for her, walking off towards the tables and obviously expecting you to follow behind her<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling triumphantly over your order, the gears in her mind already processing how much money she might be able to get from you. So enthralled is she that Popcorn even grabs your hand to speed up the process of getting you to your table, practically dragging you the whole way<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid happily smiling back at you over your choice, lightly gesturing you to follow her to your table<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl barely registering that she’s even heard you, instead loping off towards one of the tables with only the slightest wave for you to follow her<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid flirtatiously licking her lips and complimenting your choice as she eyes you up predatorially, extending a hand so that she can personally escort you to your table<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping up and down on the spot a few times in excitement before praising your choice and telling you she’ll be sure to make it an extra special one, all as she helps you to your table<</if>>. It’s comfortable, the small pastel pink leather seated booth you’re placed in by <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> as she goes to sort out your food. Further, the wait goes by in a flash, in small part due to the singing and dance breaks taken by the various other cat-girl’s as they entertain you and all the other patrons of their maid café. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/KittenPancakes.png]]</div>Returning to your table with a stacked plate in her hands, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop places it in front of you, giving you an expectant look as she does<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn places it in front of you quickly, holding her hand out as if wanting a tip already<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball carefully places it down in front of you, giving you another shy smile as she does<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy lets it fall to the table in front of you with a clatter, wiping away a sleepy yawn as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow leans over to place it in front of you, making sure your face gets a good brushing of her cleavage as she does<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella places it before you with almost reverential delicate care, soon after springing back to stand at attention beside your table as she gives you a second to look over what she just brought you<</if>>. The dessert, meanwhile, looks delicious, a fluffy short stack of chocolate chip pancakes complete with whipped cream, strawberries, and a jug of warm chocolate sauce <<if $random == 1>>, the only downside is the single bite mark missing from the top pancake<<elseif $random == 4>>, the situation only minorly detracted by the fact that half of one of the cakes is missing and what is there looks slightly haphazard in its aesthetics<<elseif $random == 6>>, a surprising additional plate containing some mochi balls and a cup of matcha green tea<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop will decorate your pancakes now! Lollipop did take a bite on the way here though, but knew you wouldn’t mind"<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn brought you the best pancakes, so you should pay her a big tip! Popcorn will now draw on your pancakes so you remember"<<elseif $random == 3>>"Please enjoy. Drawing time first"<<elseif $random == 4>>"Pancake was tasty … thank you. I have to draw on it now, but …. so … tired …"<<elseif $random == 5>>"I made this one especially for you, I hope you enjoy the taste of my … pancakes. Oh, but first I need to leave you an extra special drawing on it!"<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hi, hi! I prepared all of this especially for you, I really hope you enjoy it! The match and mochi are a free bonus present, because I thought they’d help brighten your day! Now let’s see what I can draw for you today! "<</if>>, she says, picking up the tiny chocolate sauce jug. Watching eagerly, you look on as <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> begins her task of personalizing your pancakes with a drawing. It looks like she’s trying hard, enjoyment and concentration burnt into her expression, the distraction of watching her making the final outcome more of a surprise. As she turns it around with a little<<if $random == 4>> lazy<</if>> flourish, she says, <<if $random == 5>>"Ta-da!"<<else>>"Ta-da!"<</if>>, as you take it all in. <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop, it seems, has tried to draw her own face atop of your pancake, her attempt wonky but still impressive, if not a bit egotistical<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn, it seems, has written, "GIVE POPCORN MONEY!", atop of your pancake, the scrawled writing not too impressive much like its intent<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball, it seems, has drawn a cute cat face atop of your pancakes, complete with whiskers and cat ears that trail off onto the plate<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy, it seems, has drawn a … squiggle … or maybe a snake … it’s hard to tell, but whatever it is it’s atop of your pancakes now<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow, it seems, has drawn a vagina atop of your pancakes, a penis scrawled in chocolate on the section of empty plate next to it with some of the cream co-opted to make it appear to be cumming<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella, it seems, has drawn an impressively lifelike rendition of her own face atop of your pancakes, a surprising feat given she did it in chocolate sauce poured out of a jug, even if it is kind of creepy too how it looks back at you<</if>>. Happily leaving you to your dessert, your cat-maid departs, as good a signal as any for you to start. Delicious, your combination of chocolate chip pancakes, whipped cream, and strawberries disappear very quickly as you eat your way through it, the refreshing treat extremely enjoyable<<if $random == 6>>. Not to mention the mochi and matcha that Bella arranged for you, their purpose mostly seeming to revolve around giving the dessert even more variety and offering you a refreshing palate cleanser, which was pretty thoughtful of her<</if>>. But, before too long you only have an empty plate before you, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, arriving back to clean up your table, and from what you can gather collect a tip from you. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop hopes you had a good treat here, but knows you did as you had Lollipop as your maid! Lollipop knows you’ll leave an extra big pile of shiny money’s for her, because she put lots of effort into looking after you", Lollipop states, smugly assured of herself that you’ll soon be giving her a large tip<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn wants your money! Please give popcorn an extra big tip, or she’ll tell everyone that you were mean to her, and a big cheapskate too!", Popcorn states, doing her best to try and blackmail you into giving the greedy cat-girl a big tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Hi. Hope your dessert was good", Fluffball says to you quietly with a shy smile, not even mentioning the tip, her attention more focussed on seeing that you had enjoyed yourself<<elseif $random == 4>>"Hey, was the … pancake okay?", Mipsy yawns languidly, "I’m supposed to … ask you for a … tip thing-y … but really I just want to … get back to bed …", she adds, practically drooping down onto your table<<elseif $random == 5>>"I hope your dessert was to your liking, a tasty treat always puts me in a good mood. If there’s anything else I can do for you just say. And, don’t forget to tip your maid’s well, they really do appreciate it", Shadow purrs seductively, biting her lips as she purposely sticks out her chest towards you<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hope you really, really, really had a great time with us here at Pussy Lickers today! I’ve been your cat-maid Bella, and you’ve been wonderful to serve! I really hope the pancakes was yummy for you, and that I’ve managed to make your day bright and sunny! Please come again!", Bella cheers in her usual sweet and enthusiastic tone, posed in one of her many adorable photo-ready poses, and not at all mentioning tips<</if>>. Do you: <<link "Give no tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food No Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>> <<if $ggp >= 5>><<link "Give a 5 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Low Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 10>><<link "Give a 10 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Medium Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give 10 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 20>><<link "Give a 20 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food High Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 20 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 50>><<link "Give a 50 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Food Huge Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 50 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>>

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<if $random == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[1].Points += 5>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[2].Points += 5>><<elseif $random == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Points += 5>><<elseif $random == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Points += 5>><<elseif $random == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Points += 5>><<elseif $random == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Points += 5>><</if>><</if>><<if $catMaidRelationship > -95>><<set $catMaidRelationship -= 5>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = -100>><</if>><<if $random == 1>><<set $numberOfComplaints += 1>><<if $catMaidRelationship > -95>><<set $catMaidRelationship -= 5>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = -100>><</if>><</if>>Choosing not to tip, you tell <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I think I’m done, not going to tip today", <<if $random == 1>>your maid staring at you with murderous intent<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid recoiling in horror as if you’d just threatened to harm her<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid’s lip quivering in sadness<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl giving you a half-hearted frown<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid’s expression converting to the kind you’d expect of someone who just found something gross on her shoe<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie beginning to sniffle and sob<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop thinks you must have made a mistake, as Lollipop knows nobody is foolish enough not to tip the best cat-girl!", Lollipop curses between gritted teeth, her nostrils flaring, "Cause, people who don’t tip Lollipop get in lots of trouble! Lollipop has friends in high places, lots of friends, scary friends, friends who don’t appreciate mean non-tippers!". Not backing down, the tiny blonde cat-girl departs, seemingly the end of the conversation. But that isn’t the case, as returning in a flash, the angry head maid is carrying a sloshing bucket, the contents of which she throws over you triumphantly. "Now you’re wet and cheap! That’s just the start of what happens to people who try to scam Lollipop! After Lollipop worked so hard on your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>! Go now, and next time don’t be jerk to Lollipop!", she huffs eventually, clearly still mad at you, though maybe part of that is because you’re now dripping water onto the floor of her maid café.<<elseif $random == 2>>"B…b…but you have to! That’s the rule, Popcorn brings you <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>, you give Popcorn lots of money! If Popcorn doesn’t bring in all the money’s, then everyone will be mean to her, and she might as well be a dumb bunny-lover! Why would you be so cruel!", the money obsessed cat-girl running away in tears over your unwillingness to tip her, making a scene as she does so that gets you a lot of dirty looks from the other cat-girls and customers<<elseif $random == 3>>"Oh. Did I do bad? I worked hard on the <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>, sorry", the shy cat-girl turning away with snot and tears running down her face over your unwillingness to tip her, getting you a lot of dirty looks from the other cat-girls and customers as they wonder what you could have done to upset such a sweet girl<<elseif $random == 4>>"Really! I’m not the best waitress, but I still brought you your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>, and tips are customary. Lollipop will … be pretty annoyed about this … and she won’t be happy with either of … us. Oh well, guess them’s the … breaks …", the half-asleep cat-girl obviously annoyed but her lazy nature overall winning out and stopping her from being mad at you for long<<elseif $random == 5>>"So you price my attention so … cheaply!", Shadow menaces roughly with an obviously painted-on smile, wandering off in a huff. However, she’s not truly gone as returning rapidly you spot that the usually sultry cat-maid is carrying a sloshing bucket, the contents of which she throws over you angrily. "Thought I should cool you down after working you all up! Hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>!", she states, storming off clearly still mad at you, though maybe part of that is because you’re now dripping water onto the floor of café.<<elseif $random == 6>>"O…o…okay. I’m sorry for the p…poor service I must have given you, I’ll t…t…try harder in the f…future. I h…hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>. Have a g…good d…d…d…d…", the overly cute cat-girl fleeing in a flood of tears over your snubbing of her efforts, in the process of getting you a lot of dirty looks from the other cat-girls and customers as they wonder how you could be so mean as to make such a sweet girl run off in tears<</if>> Seeing no reason to dally further at the table, you slowly [[move yourself back towards the entrance|Pussy Lickers]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<if $random == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[1].Points += 10>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[2].Points += 10>><<elseif $random == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Points += 10>><<elseif $random == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Points += 10>><<elseif $random == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Points += 10>><<elseif $random == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Points += 10>><</if>><</if>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<if $catMaidRelationship > -98>><<set $catMaidRelationship -= 2>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = -100>><</if>><<if $random == 1>><<if $catMaidRelationship > -97>><<set $catMaidRelationship -= 3>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = -100>><</if>><</if>>Choosing to give a 5 G.G.P tip, you tell <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I think I’m done, I’d like to tip 5 G.G.P please", <<if $random == 1>>your maid glaring at you grumpily<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid recoiling slightly in disgust<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid looking slightly sad but otherwise okay<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl giving you a half-hearted shrug<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid’s expression converting to one of disinterest<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie’s lip sticking out in an unconscious pout<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop accepts but is displeased with the quality of your tip!", Lollipop the head cat-girl grumbles, her nostrils flaring, "When Lollipop serves your meal it’s extra special, coz she’s the best cat-girl, so you need to tip for that! You’s probably a dummy and didn’t realize it, but when Lollipop made your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>> she was doing you a big favour. Not repaying that favour is yucky and mean, and other cat-girls will think less of you for it! You can go now and think of what you did!", the cat-girl maid storming off still angry over your low tip.<<elseif $random == 2>>"B…b…but that’s too low! Popcorn brought you <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>, your supposed give Popcorn lots of money! If Popcorn doesn’t bring in all the money’s, then everyone will be mean to her, and she might as well be a dumb bunny-lover! It’s not the worst-est but it’s not considerate either!", Popcorn explains, the money obsessed cat-girl leaving in a huff and making a bit of a scene as she does so.<<elseif $random == 3>>"Oh. Did you not like it? I worked hard on the <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>, sorry", the shy cat-girl turning away with a mostly-concealed sniffle, getting you a couple of dirty looks from the other cat-girls and customers that notice.<<elseif $random == 4>>"Sure, makes … sense. I’m not a great waitress, but I still brought you your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>. Lollipop will … be grumpy about getting this much … and she won’t be in a good mood with either of … us. Oh well, better than usual …", the half-asleep cat-girl comments dozily before leaving, not seeming to care all that much but hinting that others might.<<elseif $random == 5>>"Cool, great, wonderful. Hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>", Shadow states disinterestedly, beginning to wander off, "If you want to make a better impression, then next time you should tip better. There are perks to knowing how to treat a girl properly, and I’m no cheap alley-cat". Everything now said, Shadow struts off, clearly unimpressed by your tip especially in light of all the work she put into flirting with you.<<elseif $random == 6>>"O…o…okay. I’m sorry. Was the service too slow? Or was there something wrong with the food? I hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>. Have a good day", the overly cute cat-girl managing to mostly keep up her peppy attitude as she leaves, though a hint of tears are also visible at the corners of her eyes, a matter that seems to be picked up by a few of the cat-girls and customers who give you dirty looks.<</if>> Seeing no reason to dally further at the table, you slowly [[move yourself back towards the entrance|Pussy Lickers]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<if $random == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[1].Points += 15>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[2].Points += 15>><<elseif $random == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Points += 15>><<elseif $random == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Points += 15>><<elseif $random == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Points += 15>><<elseif $random == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Points += 15>><</if>><</if>><<set $ggp -= 10>><<if $random != 1 && $catMaidRelationship < 100>><<set $catMaidRelationship += 1>><<elseif $random != 1>><<set $catMaidRelationship = 100>><</if>><<if $random == 1>><<if $catMaidRelationship > -100>><<set $catMaidRelationship -= 1>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = -100>><</if>><</if>>Choosing to give a 10 G.G.P tip, you tell <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I think I’m done, I’d like to tip 10 G.G.P please", <<if $random == 1>>your maid staring at you intently<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid shrugging unenthusiastically<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid looking mildly happy but otherwise normal<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl giving you a half-hearted smile<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid giving you the most minor of seductive glances<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie smiling happily at you<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop is unsure if you’re broke or this is an insult?", Lollipop the head cat-girl states, cocking her head to one side, "When Lollipop serves your meal it’s extra special, coz she’s the best cat-girl, so you need to tip for that! When Lollipop made your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>> she was doing you a big favour as her time is worth more. So, Lollipop should be getting a bigger than normal tip, right? It’s not too bad at least, Lollipop will let it slide this once!", the cat-girl maid finishes, walking off without another word<<elseif $random == 2>>"This is … fine! Popcorn brought you <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>, so this is enough of a tip … still kind of low-ish …. but it’ll do! Thank you, Popcorn will tell everyone you’re a nice person! Maybe next time you can remember that, and give Popcorn even more money?", Popcorn states, the money obsessed cat-girl seemingly just about happy enough with your tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Thank you. I hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>", the shy cat-girl says, giving you a cute smile before walking away<<elseif $random == 4>>"Nice. Sorry … about eating some of your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>> … I got hungry and you were still … nice. Lollipop will … be happy at me for this … maybe she’ll let me sleep in. Thanks …", the half-asleep cat-girl comments dozily before leaving, giving you a tired goodbye wave as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>"Wonderful! I hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>", Shadow states with a slight grin, leaning in to give you a rather boob focused hug, her deep feminine scent catching your senses, "There are perks to being a good customer, and not just from me. We appreciate sweet customers who are willing to properly show their affection, and that appreciation grows with every visit". Leaving you on that note, Shadow struts off sexily, happy with your tip but at the same time offering unsaid promises over what a higher tip might bring<<elseif $random == 6>>"Thank you! I hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>. Was there anything I could have done better? I always try my best, so if there’s anything I’ve done wrong or that you don’t like please tell me. I mean … have a good day, and please come again soon!", the overly cute cat-girl says, appearing slightly worried that she hasn’t performed well enough for you, but overall keeping a happy expression up<</if>>. Seeing no reason to dally further at the table, you slowly [[move yourself back towards the entrance|Pussy Lickers]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<if $random == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[1].Points += 25>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[2].Points += 25>><<elseif $random == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Points += 25>><<elseif $random == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Points += 25>><<elseif $random == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Points += 25>><<elseif $random == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Points += 25>><</if>><</if>><<set $ggp -= 20>><<if $catMaidRelationship < 97>><<set $catMaidRelationship += 3>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = 100>><</if>>Choosing to give a 20 G.G.P tip, you tell <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I think I’m done, I’d like to tip 20 G.G.P please", <<if $random == 1>>your maid staring at you with a cocky grin<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling and nodding enthusiastically<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid looking happy and possibly slightly embarrassed going by the start of a blush that you can see forming on her cheeks<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl giving you a confused smile<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid giving you an extremely seductive glance<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping into joyful pose with her hands clenched like paws in a sweet begging position<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop is happy you appreciate her best-est-ness!", Lollipop the head cat-girl states smugly, grinning from ear to ear, "Lollipop made your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>> and it was super yummy too, Lollipop knows! Lollipop likes people who show they understand how great she is, Lollipop likes that very much! Lollipop will make sure all the other cat-girls understand that $firstName is not-dumb, and that they should be extra nice to $firstName!", the cat-girl maid finishes, walking off after taking a moment to bask in her success<<elseif $random == 2>>"This is … good! Popcorn brought you a nice <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>, so this is enough of a tip … maybe could be bigger …. but it’s good! Thank you, Popcorn will tell everyone you’re a super nice person! Maybe next time you can remember that, and give Popcorn even more, even more, money?", Popcorn states, the money obsessed cat-girl leaning in to give you a remarkably sweet hug, which is only slightly marred when she begins patting you down as if searching for additional money on you<<elseif $random == 3>>"Thank you … um, very … much. I hope you enjoyed your … <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>. Please come back, um …. soon …", the shy cat-girl practically whispers, giving you an embarrassed yet remarkably cute smile before quickly shuffling away<<elseif $random == 4>>"Wait, is that an accident? I just … I don’t really try hard, so I guess you must … really like me. I’m sorry … about eating some of your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>> … I got hungry and you were still … really nice. Lollipop won’t believe this … but she’ll be happy at me for this too … maybe she’ll let me take a day off. Thank you $firstName …", the half-asleep cat-girl comments dozily with a slight blush forming on her cheeks, before leaving leaning in to give you a brief yet appreciative hug<<elseif $random == 5>>"Purrr…fect! I hope your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>> made you feel good", Shadow states with a flirty grin, leaning in to give you an excessively breast-y hug, her deep feminine scent catching your senses, "You feel so nice when you’re pressed up against me, I’m all tingly just thinking about it. Whenever someone does you a favour it’s only right to do one in return, and you’ve certainly treat me favourably. Here at Pussy Lickers we appreciate sweet customers who are willing to properly show their affection, and that appreciation grows with every visit. I can’t wait until we have a chance to play together!", the cat-girl only then releasing you from her embrace. Leaving you light-headed and happy, Shadow gives you a kiss on the cheek before she struts off sexily, certainly happy with your tip but at the same time offering unsaid promises over what an even higher tip might bring<<elseif $random == 6>>"Thank you so very much! I super hope you enjoyed, enjoyed, enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>, meow! You were an absolutely purfect customer! We here are Pussy Lickers appreciate your business! Have a good day, and please come again soon!", the overly cute cat-girl says, cheery and full of peppy glee<</if>>. Seeing no reason to dally further at the table, you slowly [[move yourself back towards the entrance|Pussy Lickers]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<if $random == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[1].Points += 50>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[2].Points += 50>><<elseif $random == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Points += 50>><<elseif $random == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Points += 50>><<elseif $random == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Points += 50>><<elseif $random == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Points += 50>><</if>><</if>><<set $ggp -= 50>><<if $catMaidRelationship < 95>><<set $catMaidRelationship += 5>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = 100>><</if>>Choosing to give a 50 G.G.P tip, you tell <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I think I’m done, I’d like to tip 50 G.G.P please", <<if $random == 1>>your maid staring at you with a supremely cocky grin<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid looking at you as if she’d fallen in love with you whilst nodding enthusiastically<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid looking happy yet extremely embarrassed, a deep blush immediately forming on her cheeks<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl giving you a smile tinged with utter disbelief<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid giving you a look so filled with sexual tension you half expect her to pounce on you any moment<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie utterly thrilled, breaking out into a well-choreographed an extremely adorable dance<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop knew you’d acknowledge her best-est-ness!", Lollipop the head cat-girl states spreading her legs in a power stance and basking in your tip-based praise, "Lollipop made your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>> with all her love and skill, and it was super yummy too, Lollipop knows! Lollipop likes $firstName, you know how to praise Lollipop properly! Lollipop can catch all the bunnies with ease, and she’s really fast, and she’s smart, and she’s a good cook and pretty too! Lollipop thinks your understanding of all that is really good, so she’ll make sure everyone knows that $firstName is smart-ish and cool!", the cat-girl maid finishes, giving you a surprisingly sweet kiss on the cheek before walking off as if nothing had just happened, the tiny blonde in obvious good spirits<<elseif $random == 2>>"Wow! It worked! Popcorn brought you a nice <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>, and told you to tip her big, and you did! Thank you, Popcorn is very grateful! Popcorn will get all the points now and get to be an even smarter cooler cat! But, Popcorn also appreciates your help in that, so she’ll tell everyone you’re a really great person, and that they should all be extra nice to you! She’ll even try not to mention money as much around you … maybe only a little though, Popcorn still likes money", Popcorn smiles, the money obsessed cat-girl giving you a remarkably sweet hug and a kiss on the cheek, none of her affections seemingly focused on extracting more money from you for once<<elseif $random == 3>>"Thank … oh, um … you … very … um. I hope you … um, enjoyed your … <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>. Please …. come, um … back … I like you …", the shy cat-girl practically whispers, turning beet red and fleeing in embarrassment, obviously overcome with feelings after your remarkably generous tip<<elseif $random == 4>>"This must be a mistake? Wait … no? I just … I don’t think I really … deserve this much … I was pretty lazy with your meal. So, then, you must … really like me. I’m really sorry … about eating some of your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>> … I got hungry and I don’t really … get tips … so I didn’t think it … mattered. I’m not really into being a maid … it’s too much work but making food for you isn’t that bad. Lollipop certainly won’t believe this … but she’ll be happy at me for the money too … maybe she’ll let me do something less work-y instead or let me take a week off. Thank you $firstName …", the half-asleep cat-girl comments dozily with a slight blush forming on her cheeks, before leaving leaning in to give you a brief yet appreciative kiss on the cheek<<elseif $random == 5>>"Purrr…fect! Feels like I’m going into heat … mean I hope your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>> … can’t wait any longer ..", Shadow states with a lust-filled grin, leaping onto your lap and placing a trail of kisses down you face and neck, her smell of her deep feminine need filling your nose, "You’re so … wow! And … I … wanted … to … show … you … how … much … I … appreciate … your … attentions! If … I … wasn’t … on … food duty … I’d fuck you … right here! Until then … this’ll … have to … do!", the cat-girl rubbing her warm thinly covered breasts on you from her straddling position, her lower half grinding rhythmically against you. This continues for a good few minutes before she finally dismounts, giving you one last, in contrast, rather demure kiss on the lips that leaves you light-headed and breathless, the highly sexual cat-girl waving you goodbye before strutting off flirtyly<<elseif $random == 6>>"Thank you so super extra special much! I super-duper hope you enjoyed, enjoyed, enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>omelette rice<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>burger set<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>kitty curry<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>pussy parfait<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>kitty pancakes<</if>>, and my maid-dance of appreciation, meow! You were an absolutely purfect customer, truly one of the best ever! We here are Pussy Lickers … and I personally … appreciate your business! Have the most wonderful day ever, and please, please, please come again soon!", the overly cute cat-girl practically beams with peppy glee, rapidly leaning in to give you a brief kiss on the cheek, after which she runs off very quickly. As she hastily leaves, you’re sure you notice a hint of a blush on her cheeks, though it’s hard to tell from the distance she’s at<</if>>. Seeing no reason to dally further at the table, you slowly [[move yourself back towards the entrance|Pussy Lickers]].

<<set $holderInt = 1>>Making your decision, you inform <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I’d like to order please, can I get the Sparkle Glitter Soda?", <<if $random == 1>>your maid grinning smugly that you’ve put in an order for her, walking off towards the tables and obviously expecting you to follow behind her<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling triumphantly over your order, the gears in her mind already processing how much money she might be able to get from you. So enthralled is she that Popcorn even grabs your hand to speed up the process of getting you to your table, practically dragging you the whole way<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid happily smiling back at you over your choice, lightly gesturing you to follow her to your table<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl barely registering that she’s even heard you, instead loping off towards one of the tables with only the slightest wave for you to follow her<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid flirtatiously licking her lips and complimenting your choice as she eyes you up predatorially, extending a hand so that she can personally escort you to your table<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping up and down on the spot a few times in excitement before praising your choice and telling you she’ll be sure to make it an extra special one, all as she helps you to your table<</if>>. It’s comfortable, the small pastel pink leather seated booth you’re placed in by <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> as she goes to sort out your drink. Further, the wait goes by in a flash, in small part due to the singing and dance breaks taken by the various other cat-girl’s as they entertain you and all the other patrons of their maid café. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/GrapeSoda.png]]</div>Returning to your table with a tall glass in her hands, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop places it in front of you, giving you an expectant look as she does<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn places it in front of you quickly, holding her hand out as if wanting a tip already<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball carefully places it down in front of you, giving you another shy smile as she does<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy lets it fall to the table in front of you with a clatter and a wobble, wiping away a sleepy yawn as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow leans over to place it in front of you, making sure your face gets a good brushing of her cleavage as she does<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella places it before you with almost reverential delicate care, soon after springing back to stand at attention beside your table as she gives you a second to look over what she just brought you<</if>>. The drink, meanwhile, looks delicious, a light purple hue highlighted with a light at the bottom of the glass giving it a slight glow<<if $random == 1>>, the only downside is that it looks to be missing a mouthful or two<<elseif $random == 4>>, the situation only minorly detracted by the fact that half of the liquid is missing<<elseif $random == 6>>, a little umberella with the café’s logo sticking out the top with a colourful bendy straw, a freshly baked cat-shaped cookie brought on a little side plate<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop will sparkle your drink now! Lollipop did take a drink on the way here though, but knew you wouldn’t mind"<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn brought you the soda, so you should pay her a big tip! Popcorn will now sparkle your soda with shiny gem-y sparkles"<<elseif $random == 3>>"Please enjoy. Glitter time first"<<elseif $random == 4>>"Soda was refreshing … thank you. I have to glitter it now, but …. so … tired …"<<elseif $random == 5>>"I made this one especially for you, I hope you enjoy the taste of my … soda. Oh, but first I need to put some glitter in it, I love glitter, it gets everywhere!"<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hi, hi! I prepared this especially for you, I really hope you enjoy it! The biscuit is a free bonus present, because I thought it’d help brighten your day! Now let’s see what glitter spell I can manage for you! "<</if>>, she says, taking a small packet out from behind her maid apron. <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop, taking a power stance with her hands stretched over your soda, calls out, "Lollipop commands this soda to be extra bubbly-sweet! Soda better do it, else Lollipop will be grumpy at it, and tell everyone it’s flat which is the worst thing to be! Lollipop’s spell is the best, so you better be good!", her argument with the drink ending with a twinkling flourish of her fingers as she sprinkles glitter into it<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn, taking a power stance with her hands stretched you’re your soda, calls out, "Popcorn says that this soda needs to be yummy enough to get her a big tip! Unless you sense that the person drinking you is a bad tipper, then Popcorn commands you to taste yucky! May you get me a big tip Mr Soda, and that’s Popcorn’s spell!", her attempt to emotionally blackmail you into giving her a bigger tip ending with her stretching her palm out towards you before remember what she’s actually supposed to do and dumping the glitter into the glass<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball, bending slightly over, her hands stretched over the top of your soda, shyly whispers, "Hello soda, please can you be extra yummy for the customer. Thank you for listening", an embarrassed smile on her face as she delicately sprinkles the glitter into it<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy, obviously not into exerting herself to this degree, gestures in the general direction of the soda and says, "This is … a … spell, so taste … better …", a large yawn accompanying her half-hearted attempt as she opens the glitter bag up and simply upends it into the glass<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow, leaning more over you than towards the soda so that her breasts brush against you, whispers seductively, "Hey there sweet-thing, you need to be dripping wet and tingly just for me. I can’t wait to lap you all up, to feel you on my tongue, and to press you against my skin. But, I’m working at the moment, so you’ll have to be on your best behaviour for $firstName instead. That sound as good to you as it does to me?", much of which seems more aimed at yourself than your drink as she sprinkles glitter into it, finishing by applying some of the sparkling substance to her lips<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella, energetically jumps into a pose where she’s extending her hands over your parfait, theatrically calling out, "Through my powers as a cat-maid, I ask you please o-refreshing soda, to please be extra lovely for $firstName! I worked really hard on making you as cool and delicious as possible, so use all those cute drinkt powers to do your best and make $firstName happy! Cat-Pow!", the last word said as if it was actually some sort of spell, Bella’s hands flinging to the sky dramatically as she finishes the glitter flying out of them to land miraculously in the glass without causing a mess<</if>>. Happily leaving you to your drink, your cat-maid departs, as good a signal as any for you to start. Cool and thirst-quenching, this tall glass of grape and lemon soda mix is certainly a treat, the way it glows and sparkles due to the combination of the light at the bottom and the freshly added edible glitter a joy to watch<<if $random == 6>>. Not to mention the biscuit that Bella arranged for you, it’s purpose mostly seeming to revolve around giving you something sweet to accompany it, which was pretty thoughtful of her<</if>>. But, before too long you only have an empty glass before you, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, arriving back to clean up your table, and from what you can gather collect a tip from you. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop hopes you had a good drink rest here, but knows you did as you had Lollipop as your maid! Lollipop knows you’ll leave an extra big pile of shiny money’s for her, because she put lots of effort into looking after you", Lollipop states, smugly assured of herself that you’ll soon be giving her a large tip<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn wants your money! Please give popcorn an extra big tip, or she’ll tell everyone that you were mean to her, and a big cheapskate too!", Popcorn states, doing her best to try and blackmail you into giving the greedy cat-girl a big tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Hi. Hope your drink was good", Fluffball says to you quietly with a shy smile, not even mentioning the tip, her attention more focussed on seeing that you had enjoyed yourself<<elseif $random == 4>>"Hey, was the … drink okay?", Mipsy yawns languidly, "I’m supposed to … ask you for a … tip thing-y … but really I just want to … get back to bed …", she adds, practically drooping down onto your table<<elseif $random == 5>>"I hope your drink was to your liking, a good drink always fills me with energy and makes me all tingly. If there’s anything else I can do for you just say. And, don’t forget to tip your maid’s well, they really do appreciate it", Shadow purrs seductively, biting her lips as she purposely sticks out her chest towards you<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hope you really, really, really had a great time with us here at Pussy Lickers today! I’ve been your cat-maid Bella, and you’ve been wonderful to serve! I really hope the drink was nice for you, and that I’ve managed to make your day bright and sunny! Please come again!", Bella cheers in her usual sweet and enthusiastic tone, posed in one of her many adorable photo-ready poses, and not at all mentioning tips<</if>>. Do you: <<link "Give no tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink No Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>> <<if $ggp >= 5>><<link "Give a 5 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Low Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 10>><<link "Give a 10 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Medium Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give 10 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 20>><<link "Give a 20 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink High Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 20 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 50>><<link "Give a 50 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Huge Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 50 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>>

<<set $holderInt = 2>>Making your decision, you inform <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I’d like to order please, can I get the Kitten Paw Latte?", <<if $random == 1>>your maid grinning smugly that you’ve put in an order for her, walking off towards the tables and obviously expecting you to follow behind her<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling triumphantly over your order, the gears in her mind already processing how much money she might be able to get from you. So enthralled is she that Popcorn even grabs your hand to speed up the process of getting you to your table, practically dragging you the whole way<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid happily smiling back at you over your choice, lightly gesturing you to follow her to your table<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl barely registering that she’s even heard you, instead loping off towards one of the tables with only the slightest wave for you to follow her<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid flirtatiously licking her lips and complimenting your choice as she eyes you up predatorially, extending a hand so that she can personally escort you to your table<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping up and down on the spot a few times in excitement before praising your choice and telling you she’ll be sure to make it an extra special one, all as she helps you to your table<</if>>. It’s comfortable, the small pastel pink leather seated booth you’re placed in by <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> as she goes to sort out your drink. Further, the wait goes by in a flash, in small part due to the singing and dance breaks taken by the various other cat-girl’s as they entertain you and all the other patrons of their maid café. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/CatLatte.png]]</div>Returning to your table with a hefty mug in her hands, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop places it in front of you, giving you an expectant look as she does<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn places it in front of you quickly, holding her hand out as if wanting a tip already<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball carefully places it down in front of you, giving you another shy smile as she does<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy lets it fall to the table in front of you with a clatter and a wobble, wiping away a sleepy yawn as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow leans over to place it in front of you, making sure your face gets a good brushing of her cleavage as she does<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella places it before you with almost reverential delicate care, soon after springing back to stand at attention beside your table as she gives you a second to look over what she just brought you<</if>>. The drink, meanwhile, looks delicious, a steamy light milky latte just like you ordered<<if $random == 1>>, the only downside is that it looks to be missing a mouthful or two<<elseif $random == 4>>, the situation only minorly detracted by the fact that half of the liquid is missing<<elseif $random == 6>>, a freshly baked cat-shaped cookie brought on a little side plate<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop will display your latte art now! Lollipop did take a sip on the way here though, but knew you wouldn’t mind"<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn brought you the best latte, so you should pay her a big tip! Popcorn will now show you what she did to your latte, so remember how impressive it looks"<<elseif $random == 3>>"Please enjoy "<<elseif $random == 4>>"Latte was milky … so was rice … thank you. I had to draw on it, but …. so … tired …"<<elseif $random == 5>>"I made this one especially for you, I hope you enjoy the taste of my … latte. Oh, but first I need to show you my special little pussy .. cat!"<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hi, hi! I prepared this especially for you, I really hope you enjoy it! The cookie is just a free bonus present, because I thought it’d help brighten your day! I spent a lot of time on the latte design, but if you don’t like it I can take it back and try again for you! "<</if>>, she says, twisting the mug to give you a better look at the design she’s put together. Watching eagerly, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> with a <<if $random == 4>> lazy<</if>> flourish says, <<if $random == 5>>"Ta-da!"<<else>>"Ta-da!"<</if>>, as you take it all in. <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop, it seems, has crudely drawn her own face in the latte with the milk, a relatively good job given the medium if not a little egotistical<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn, it seems, has drawn in the latte a money bag, her intent not lost on you<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball, it seems, has drawn a cute cartoon cat face in the latte with the milk, a rather impressive job given that she even managed to make it look to have fluff inside its ears<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy, it seems, has just splodged the milk in creating an indecipherable mess, though given it’s Mipsy you’re not too surprised<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow, it seems, has drawn in the latte with the milk a pretty obvious vagina, complete with prominent clit, possibly having decided to draw her own kitty<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella, it seems, has drawn in the latte with the milk a photo realistic self-portrait, an incredible feat given the medium, so realistic in fact that it’s kind of creepy<</if>>. Happily leaving you to your drink, your cat-maid departs, as good a signal as any for you to start. Warm and milky-sweet, this mug of latte is certainly a treat, the smell truly delectable<<if $random == 6>>. Not to mention the biscuit that Bella arranged for you, it’s purpose mostly seeming to revolve around giving you something sweet to accompany it, which was pretty thoughtful of her<</if>>. But, before too long you only have an empty mug before you, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, arriving back to clean up your table, and from what you can gather collect a tip from you. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop hopes you had a good drink rest here, but knows you did as you had Lollipop as your maid! Lollipop knows you’ll leave an extra big pile of shiny money’s for her, because she put lots of effort into looking after you", Lollipop states, smugly assured of herself that you’ll soon be giving her a large tip<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn wants your money! Please give popcorn an extra big tip, or she’ll tell everyone that you were mean to her, and a big cheapskate too!", Popcorn states, doing her best to try and blackmail you into giving the greedy cat-girl a big tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Hi. Hope your drink was good", Fluffball says to you quietly with a shy smile, not even mentioning the tip, her attention more focussed on seeing that you had enjoyed yourself<<elseif $random == 4>>"Hey, was the … drink okay?", Mipsy yawns languidly, "I’m supposed to … ask you for a … tip thing-y … but really I just want to … get back to bed …", she adds, practically drooping down onto your table<<elseif $random == 5>>"I hope your drink was to your liking, a good drink always fills me with energy and makes me all tingly. If there’s anything else I can do for you just say. And, don’t forget to tip your maid’s well, they really do appreciate it", Shadow purrs seductively, biting her lips as she purposely sticks out her chest towards you<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hope you really, really, really had a great time with us here at Pussy Lickers today! I’ve been your cat-maid Bella, and you’ve been wonderful to serve! I really hope the drink was nice for you, and that I’ve managed to make your day bright and sunny! Please come again!", Bella cheers in her usual sweet and enthusiastic tone, posed in one of her many adorable photo-ready poses, and not at all mentioning tips<</if>>. Do you: <<link "Give no tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink No Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>> <<if $ggp >= 5>><<link "Give a 5 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Low Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 10>><<link "Give a 10 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Medium Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give 10 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 20>><<link "Give a 20 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink High Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 20 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 50>><<link "Give a 50 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Huge Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 50 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>>

<<set $holderInt = 3>>Making your decision, you inform <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I’d like to order please, can I get a glass of milk?", <<if $random == 1>>your maid grinning smugly that you’ve put in an order for her, walking off towards the tables and obviously expecting you to follow behind her<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling triumphantly over your order, the gears in her mind already processing how much money she might be able to get from you. So enthralled is she that Popcorn even grabs your hand to speed up the process of getting you to your table, practically dragging you the whole way<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid happily smiling back at you over your choice, lightly gesturing you to follow her to your table<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl barely registering that she’s even heard you, instead loping off towards one of the tables with only the slightest wave for you to follow her<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid flirtatiously licking her lips and complimenting your choice as she eyes you up predatorially, extending a hand so that she can personally escort you to your table<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping up and down on the spot a few times in excitement before praising your choice and telling you she’ll be sure to make it an extra special one, all as she helps you to your table<</if>>. It’s comfortable, the small pastel pink leather seated booth you’re placed in by <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> as she goes to sort out your drink. Further, the wait goes by in a flash, in small part due to the singing and dance breaks taken by the various other cat-girl’s as they entertain you and all the other patrons of their maid café. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/Milk.png]]</div>Returning to your table with a tall glass in her hands, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop places it in front of you, giving you an expectant look as she does<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn places it in front of you quickly, holding her hand out as if wanting a tip already<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball carefully places it down in front of you, giving you another shy smile as she does<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy lets it fall to the table in front of you with a clatter and a wobble, wiping away a sleepy yawn as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow leans over to place it in front of you, making sure your face gets a good brushing of her cleavage as she does<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella places it before you with almost reverential delicate care, soon after springing back to stand at attention beside your table as she gives you a second to look over what she just brought you<</if>>. The drink, meanwhile, looks simple and delicious, a cold glass of milk just like you ordered<<if $random == 1>>, the only downside is that it looks to be missing a mouthful or two<<elseif $random == 4>>, the situation only minorly detracted by the fact that half of the liquid is missing<<elseif $random == 6>>, a freshly baked cat-shaped cookie brought on a little side plate<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop brought your milk! Milk is the best just like Lollipop, so Lollipop endorses this decision! Lollipop did take a sip on the way here though, but knew you wouldn’t mind"<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn brought you the best milk, so you should pay her a big tip! Popcorn knows how tasty milk is, and knows that people who have such good taste will reward her lots!"<<elseif $random == 3>>"Please enjoy "<<elseif $random == 4>>"Milk is great … so refreshing … thank you. Enjoy …"<<elseif $random == 5>>"I poured this one especially for you, I hope you enjoy the taste of my … milk. Oh how I’d enjoy lapping that up with my sweet little tongue!"<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hi, hi! I prepared this especially for you, I really hope you enjoy it! The cookie is just a free bonus present, because I thought it’d help brighten your day! Have a nice drink!"<</if>>, she says with a smile. Happily leaving you to your drink, your cat-maid departs, as good a signal as any for you to start. Cool and refreshing, your glass of milk is certainly a treat, simple though it is<<if $random == 6>>. Not to mention the biscuit that Bella arranged for you, it’s purpose mostly seeming to revolve around giving you something sweet to accompany it, which was pretty thoughtful of her<</if>>. But, before too long you only have an empty glass before you, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, arriving back to clean up your table, and from what you can gather collect a tip from you. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop hopes you had a good drink rest here, but knows you did as you had Lollipop as your maid! Lollipop knows you’ll leave an extra big pile of shiny money’s for her, because she put lots of effort into looking after you", Lollipop states, smugly assured of herself that you’ll soon be giving her a large tip<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn wants your money! Please give popcorn an extra big tip, or she’ll tell everyone that you were mean to her, and a big cheapskate too!", Popcorn states, doing her best to try and blackmail you into giving the greedy cat-girl a big tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Hi. Hope your drink was good", Fluffball says to you quietly with a shy smile, not even mentioning the tip, her attention more focussed on seeing that you had enjoyed yourself<<elseif $random == 4>>"Hey, was the … drink okay?", Mipsy yawns languidly, "I’m supposed to … ask you for a … tip thing-y … but really I just want to … get back to bed …", she adds, practically drooping down onto your table<<elseif $random == 5>>"I hope your drink was to your liking, a good drink always fills me with energy and makes me all tingly. If there’s anything else I can do for you just say. And, don’t forget to tip your maid’s well, they really do appreciate it", Shadow purrs seductively, biting her lips as she purposely sticks out her chest towards you<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hope you really, really, really had a great time with us here at Pussy Lickers today! I’ve been your cat-maid Bella, and you’ve been wonderful to serve! I really hope the drink was nice for you, and that I’ve managed to make your day bright and sunny! Please come again!", Bella cheers in her usual sweet and enthusiastic tone, posed in one of her many adorable photo-ready poses, and not at all mentioning tips<</if>>. Do you: <<link "Give no tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink No Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>> <<if $ggp >= 5>><<link "Give a 5 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Low Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 10>><<link "Give a 10 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Medium Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give 10 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 20>><<link "Give a 20 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink High Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 20 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 50>><<link "Give a 50 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Huge Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 50 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>>

<<set $holderInt = 4>>Making your decision, you inform <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I’d like to order please, can I get a glass of strawberry milkshake?", <<if $random == 1>>your maid grinning smugly that you’ve put in an order for her, walking off towards the tables and obviously expecting you to follow behind her<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling triumphantly over your order, the gears in her mind already processing how much money she might be able to get from you. So enthralled is she that Popcorn even grabs your hand to speed up the process of getting you to your table, practically dragging you the whole way<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid happily smiling back at you over your choice, lightly gesturing you to follow her to your table<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl barely registering that she’s even heard you, instead loping off towards one of the tables with only the slightest wave for you to follow her<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid flirtatiously licking her lips and complimenting your choice as she eyes you up predatorially, extending a hand so that she can personally escort you to your table<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping up and down on the spot a few times in excitement before praising your choice and telling you she’ll be sure to make it an extra special one, all as she helps you to your table<</if>>. It’s comfortable, the small pastel pink leather seated booth you’re placed in by <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> as she goes to sort out your drink. Further, the wait goes by in a flash, in small part due to the singing and dance breaks taken by the various other cat-girl’s as they entertain you and all the other patrons of their maid café. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/StrawberryMilkshake.png]]</div>Returning to your table with a tall glass in her hands, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop places it in front of you, giving you an expectant look as she does<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn places it in front of you quickly, holding her hand out as if wanting a tip already<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball carefully places it down in front of you, giving you another shy smile as she does<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy lets it fall to the table in front of you with a clatter and a wobble, wiping away a sleepy yawn as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow leans over to place it in front of you, making sure your face gets a good brushing of her cleavage as she does<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella places it before you with almost reverential delicate care, soon after springing back to stand at attention beside your table as she gives you a second to look over what she just brought you<</if>>. The drink, meanwhile, looks simple and delicious, a bubble-gum pink glass of cold thick strawberry milkshake, with a thick head of whipped cream<<if $random == 1>>, the only downside is that it looks to be missing a mouthful or two<<elseif $random == 4>>, the situation only minorly detracted by the fact that half of the liquid is missing along with on obvious chunk of the whipped cream<<elseif $random == 6>>, a freshly baked cat-shaped cookie brought on a little side plate<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop brought your milkshake! Milk is the best just like Lollipop, so Lollipop endorses this decision, even if regular milk is better! Lollipop did take a sip on the way here though, but knew you wouldn’t mind"<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn brought you the best milkshake, so you should pay her a big tip! Popcorn knows how tasty milkshake is, and knows that people who have such good taste will reward her lots!"<<elseif $random == 3>>"Please enjoy "<<elseif $random == 4>>"Milkshake is great … so refreshing … thank you. Enjoy …"<<elseif $random == 5>>"I poured this one especially for you, I hope you enjoy the taste of my milk … shake. Oh how I’d enjoy lapping that up with my sweet little tongue!"<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hi, hi! I prepared this especially for you, I really hope you enjoy it! The cookie is just a free bonus present, because I thought it’d help brighten your day! Have a nice drink!"<</if>>, she says with a smile. Happily leaving you to your drink, your cat-maid departs, as good a signal as any for you to start. Extra thick and very sweet, your glass of strawberry milkshake is certainly a treat, the whipped cream especially delicious<<if $random == 6>>. Not to mention the biscuit that Bella arranged for you, it’s purpose mostly seeming to revolve around giving you something sweet to accompany it, which was pretty thoughtful of her<</if>>. But, before too long you only have an empty glass before you, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, arriving back to clean up your table, and from what you can gather collect a tip from you. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop hopes you had a good drink rest here, but knows you did as you had Lollipop as your maid! Lollipop knows you’ll leave an extra big pile of shiny money’s for her, because she put lots of effort into looking after you", Lollipop states, smugly assured of herself that you’ll soon be giving her a large tip<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn wants your money! Please give popcorn an extra big tip, or she’ll tell everyone that you were mean to her, and a big cheapskate too!", Popcorn states, doing her best to try and blackmail you into giving the greedy cat-girl a big tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Hi. Hope your drink was good", Fluffball says to you quietly with a shy smile, not even mentioning the tip, her attention more focussed on seeing that you had enjoyed yourself<<elseif $random == 4>>"Hey, was the … drink okay?", Mipsy yawns languidly, "I’m supposed to … ask you for a … tip thing-y … but really I just want to … get back to bed …", she adds, practically drooping down onto your table<<elseif $random == 5>>"I hope your drink was to your liking, a good drink always fills me with energy and makes me all tingly. If there’s anything else I can do for you just say. And, don’t forget to tip your maid’s well, they really do appreciate it", Shadow purrs seductively, biting her lips as she purposely sticks out her chest towards you<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hope you really, really, really had a great time with us here at Pussy Lickers today! I’ve been your cat-maid Bella, and you’ve been wonderful to serve! I really hope the drink was nice for you, and that I’ve managed to make your day bright and sunny! Please come again!", Bella cheers in her usual sweet and enthusiastic tone, posed in one of her many adorable photo-ready poses, and not at all mentioning tips<</if>>. Do you: <<link "Give no tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink No Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>> <<if $ggp >= 5>><<link "Give a 5 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Low Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 10>><<link "Give a 10 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Medium Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give 10 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 20>><<link "Give a 20 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink High Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 20 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 50>><<link "Give a 50 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Huge Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 50 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>>

<<set $holderInt = 5>>Making your decision, you inform <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I’d like to order please, can I get the Pale Cat Ale?", <<if $random == 1>>your maid grinning smugly that you’ve put in an order for her, walking off towards the tables and obviously expecting you to follow behind her<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling triumphantly over your order, the gears in her mind already processing how much money she might be able to get from you. So enthralled is she that Popcorn even grabs your hand to speed up the process of getting you to your table, practically dragging you the whole way<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid happily smiling back at you over your choice, lightly gesturing you to follow her to your table<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl barely registering that she’s even heard you, instead loping off towards one of the tables with only the slightest wave for you to follow her<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid flirtatiously licking her lips and complimenting your choice as she eyes you up predatorially, extending a hand so that she can personally escort you to your table<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping up and down on the spot a few times in excitement before praising your choice and telling you she’ll be sure to make it an extra special one, all as she helps you to your table<</if>>. It’s comfortable, the small pastel pink leather seated booth you’re placed in by <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> as she goes to sort out your drink. Further, the wait goes by in a flash, in small part due to the singing and dance breaks taken by the various other cat-girl’s as they entertain you and all the other patrons of their maid café. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/PaleBeerGlass.png]]</div>Returning to your table with a tall beer glass in her hands, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop places it in front of you, giving you an expectant look as she does<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn places it in front of you quickly, holding her hand out as if wanting a tip already<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball carefully places it down in front of you, giving you another shy smile as she does<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy lets it fall to the table in front of you with a clatter and a wobble, wiping away a sleepy yawn as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow leans over to place it in front of you, making sure your face gets a good brushing of her cleavage as she does<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella places it before you with almost reverential delicate care, soon after springing back to stand at attention beside your table as she gives you a second to look over what she just brought you<</if>>. The drink, meanwhile, looks delicious as beer goes, a pale blonde colour that matches Lollipop’s hair colour with a thick head of froth<<if $random == 1>>, the only downside is that it looks to be missing a mouthful or two<<elseif $random == 4>>, the situation only minorly detracted by the fact that half of the liquid is missing along with on obvious chunk of the top foam too<<elseif $random == 6>>, a freshly baked cat-shaped cookie brought on a little side plate<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop brought your Pale Cat Ale! Lollipop brewed this ale herself, so Lollipop endorses this decision, even if she thinks milk is better! Lollipop did take a sip on the way here though, but knew you wouldn’t mind"<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn brought you the best ale, so you should pay her a big tip! Popcorn knows how suggestable booze makes people, and that people who have such good taste will reward her lots!"<<elseif $random == 3>>"Please enjoy "<<elseif $random == 4>>"Ale is great … so refreshing … thank you. Enjoy …"<<elseif $random == 5>>"I poured this one especially for you, I hope it gets you nice and worked up for me. Oh how I’d enjoy lapping that up with my sweet little tongue!"<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hi, hi! I prepared this especially for you, I really hope you enjoy it! The cookie is just a free bonus present, because I thought it’d help brighten your day! Have a nice drink!"<</if>>, she says with a smile. Happily leaving you to your drink, your cat-maid departs, as good a signal as any for you to start. Nicely foamy, your glass of ale is certainly a relaxing treat, a distinct citrusy note to the whole thing proving particularly enjoyable as it smoothly flows down your throat<<if $random == 6>>. Not to mention the biscuit that Bella arranged for you, it’s purpose mostly seeming to revolve around giving you something sweet to accompany it, which was pretty thoughtful of her<</if>>. But, before too long you only have an empty glass before you, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, arriving back to clean up your table, and from what you can gather collect a tip from you. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop hopes you had a good drink rest here, but knows you did as you had Lollipop as your maid! Lollipop knows you’ll leave an extra big pile of shiny money’s for her, because she put lots of effort into looking after you", Lollipop states, smugly assured of herself that you’ll soon be giving her a large tip<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn wants your money! Please give popcorn an extra big tip, or she’ll tell everyone that you were mean to her, and a big cheapskate too!", Popcorn states, doing her best to try and blackmail you into giving the greedy cat-girl a big tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Hi. Hope your drink was good", Fluffball says to you quietly with a shy smile, not even mentioning the tip, her attention more focussed on seeing that you had enjoyed yourself<<elseif $random == 4>>"Hey, was the … drink okay?", Mipsy yawns languidly, "I’m supposed to … ask you for a … tip thing-y … but really I just want to … get back to bed …", she adds, practically drooping down onto your table<<elseif $random == 5>>"I hope your drink was to your liking, a good drink always fills me with energy and makes me all tingly. If there’s anything else I can do for you just say. And, don’t forget to tip your maid’s well, they really do appreciate it", Shadow purrs seductively, biting her lips as she purposely sticks out her chest towards you<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hope you really, really, really had a great time with us here at Pussy Lickers today! I’ve been your cat-maid Bella, and you’ve been wonderful to serve! I really hope the drink was nice for you, and that I’ve managed to make your day bright and sunny! Please come again!", Bella cheers in her usual sweet and enthusiastic tone, posed in one of her many adorable photo-ready poses, and not at all mentioning tips<</if>>. Do you: <<link "Give no tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink No Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>> <<if $ggp >= 5>><<link "Give a 5 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Low Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 10>><<link "Give a 10 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Medium Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give 10 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 20>><<link "Give a 20 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink High Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 20 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 50>><<link "Give a 50 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Huge Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 50 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>>

<<set $holderInt = 6>>Making your decision, you inform <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I’d like to order please, can I get The Cat’s Paw Special?", <<if $random == 1>>your maid grinning smugly that you’ve put in an order for her, walking off towards the tables and obviously expecting you to follow behind her<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling triumphantly over your order, the gears in her mind already processing how much money she might be able to get from you. So enthralled is she that Popcorn even grabs your hand to speed up the process of getting you to your table, practically dragging you the whole way<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid happily smiling back at you over your choice, lightly gesturing you to follow her to your table<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl barely registering that she’s even heard you, instead loping off towards one of the tables with only the slightest wave for you to follow her<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid flirtatiously licking her lips and complimenting your choice as she eyes you up predatorially, extending a hand so that she can personally escort you to your table<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping up and down on the spot a few times in excitement before praising your choice and telling you she’ll be sure to make it an extra special one, all as she helps you to your table<</if>>. It’s comfortable, the small pastel pink leather seated booth you’re placed in by <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> as she goes to sort out your drink. Further, the wait goes by in a flash, in small part due to the singing and dance breaks taken by the various other cat-girl’s as they entertain you and all the other patrons of their maid café. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/CaramelFrappe.png]]</div>Returning to your table with a tall glass in her hands, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop places it in front of you, giving you an expectant look as she does<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn places it in front of you quickly, holding her hand out as if wanting a tip already<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball carefully places it down in front of you, giving you another shy smile as she does<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy lets it fall to the table in front of you with a clatter and a wobble, wiping away a sleepy yawn as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow leans over to place it in front of you, making sure your face gets a good brushing of her cleavage as she does<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella places it before you with almost reverential delicate care, soon after springing back to stand at attention beside your table as she gives you a second to look over what she just brought you<</if>>. The drink, meanwhile, looks delicious a nice swirl of butterscotch syrup in the cream and vodka base giving it a beautiful effect that at times matches Lollipop’s hair colour, the whole thing topped in freshly whipped cream<<if $random == 1>>, the only downside is that it looks to be missing a mouthful or two<<elseif $random == 4>>, the situation only minorly detracted by the fact that half of the liquid is missing as is some of the whipped cream<<elseif $random == 6>>, a freshly baked cat-shaped cookie brought on a little side plate<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop brought your The Cat’s Paw Special! Lollipop invented it herself, so Lollipop endorses this decision, especially the cream part! Lollipop hopes you like becoming part of the Pussy Lickers family. Lollipop did take a sip on the way here though, but knew you wouldn’t mind"<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn brought you The Cat’s Paw Special, so you should pay her a big tip! Popcorn knows how much you’ll enjoy what it does to you, and that people who drink it will soon want to reward her lots!"<<elseif $random == 3>>"Please enjoy"<<elseif $random == 4>>"Drink is great … so creamy … thank you. Enjoy …"<<elseif $random == 5>>"I poured this one especially for you, I hope it gets you nice and in heat for me. Oh how I’d enjoy lapping that up with my sweet little tongue!"<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hi, hi! I prepared this especially for you, I really hope you enjoy it! The cookie is just a free bonus present, because I thought it’d help brighten your day! Have a nice drink!"<</if>>, she says with a smile. Happily leaving you to your drink, your cat-maid departs, as good a signal as any for you to start. Sweet and obviously alcoholic, the combination of butterscotch and vodka with the cream is delightful, the whipped cream making it feel more like a dessert than booze, though it does make your body feel oddly tingly<<if $random == 6>>. Not to mention the biscuit that Bella arranged for you, it’s purpose mostly seeming to revolve around giving you something sweet to accompany it, which was pretty thoughtful of her<</if>>. But, before too long you only have an empty glass before you, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, arriving back to clean up your table, and from what you can gather collect a tip from you. <<if $ears != 1>><<set $ears = 1>>The expression on your maids face is one of pure joy as you suddenly feel a strange warmth atop your head. Confused you move your hands to investigate, a sudden burst of sensation tingling down your spine as you make contact with a seemingly new part of you. Feeling around, you have the sneaking suspicion that you’ve just been changed to have a pair of fluffy cat ears there were there previously weren’t any.<<elseif $tail !=1>><<set $tail = 1>>The expression on your maids face is one of pure joy as you suddenly feel a strange warmth at the bottom of your spine. Confused you move your hands to investigate, a sudden burst of sensation tingling out to all your limbs as you make contact with a seemingly new part of you. Feeling around, you have the sneaking suspicion that you’ve just been changed to have a long fluffy cat tail there were there previously wasn’t one.<<else>>The expression on your maids face is one of pure excitement for the briefest moment, before suddenly becoming much more disappointed. As she shrugs, you get the impression that the drink was supposed to transform you in some way and couldn’t, possibly because you already have the parts it’s trying to add.<</if>> <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop hopes you had a good drink rest here, but knows you did as you had Lollipop as your maid! Lollipop knows you’ll leave an extra big pile of shiny money’s for her, because she put lots of effort into looking after you", Lollipop states, smugly assured of herself that you’ll soon be giving her a large tip<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn wants your money! Please give popcorn an extra big tip, or she’ll tell everyone that you were mean to her, and a big cheapskate too!", Popcorn states, doing her best to try and blackmail you into giving the greedy cat-girl a big tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Hi. Hope your drink was good", Fluffball says to you quietly with a shy smile, not even mentioning the tip, her attention more focussed on seeing that you had enjoyed yourself<<elseif $random == 4>>"Hey, was the … drink okay?", Mipsy yawns languidly, "I’m supposed to … ask you for a … tip thing-y … but really I just want to … get back to bed …", she adds, practically drooping down onto your table<<elseif $random == 5>>"I hope your drink was to your liking, a good drink always fills me with energy and makes me all tingly. If there’s anything else I can do for you just say. And, don’t forget to tip your maid’s well, they really do appreciate it", Shadow purrs seductively, biting her lips as she purposely sticks out her chest towards you<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hope you really, really, really had a great time with us here at Pussy Lickers today! I’ve been your cat-maid Bella, and you’ve been wonderful to serve! I really hope the drink was nice for you, and that I’ve managed to make your day bright and sunny! Please come again!", Bella cheers in her usual sweet and enthusiastic tone, posed in one of her many adorable photo-ready poses, and not at all mentioning tips<</if>>. Do you: <<link "Give no tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink No Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>> <<if $ggp >= 5>><<link "Give a 5 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Low Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 10>><<link "Give a 10 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Medium Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give 10 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 20>><<link "Give a 20 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink High Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 20 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 50>><<link "Give a 50 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Huge Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 50 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>>

<<set $holderInt = 7>>Making your decision, you inform <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I’d like to order please, can I get the Pussy Jolt energy drink?", <<if $random == 1>>your maid grinning smugly that you’ve put in an order for her, walking off towards the tables and obviously expecting you to follow behind her<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling triumphantly over your order, the gears in her mind already processing how much money she might be able to get from you. So enthralled is she that Popcorn even grabs your hand to speed up the process of getting you to your table, practically dragging you the whole way<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid happily smiling back at you over your choice, lightly gesturing you to follow her to your table<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl barely registering that she’s even heard you, instead loping off towards one of the tables with only the slightest wave for you to follow her<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid flirtatiously licking her lips and complimenting your choice as she eyes you up predatorially, extending a hand so that she can personally escort you to your table<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping up and down on the spot a few times in excitement before praising your choice and telling you she’ll be sure to make it an extra special one, all as she helps you to your table<</if>>. It’s comfortable, the small pastel pink leather seated booth you’re placed in by <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>> as she goes to sort out your drink. Further, the wait goes by in a flash, in small part due to the singing and dance breaks taken by the various other cat-girl’s as they entertain you and all the other patrons of their maid café. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Food And Drink/Lemonade.png]]</div>Returning to your table with a tall glass in her hands, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop places it in front of you, giving you an expectant look as she does<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn places it in front of you quickly, holding her hand out as if wanting a tip already<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball carefully places it down in front of you, giving you another shy smile as she does<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy lets it fall to the table in front of you with a clatter and a wobble, wiping away a sleepy yawn as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow leans over to place it in front of you, making sure your face gets a good brushing of her cleavage as she does<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella places it before you with almost reverential delicate care, soon after springing back to stand at attention beside your table as she gives you a second to look over what she just brought you<</if>>. The drink, meanwhile, looks surprisingly normal given it being an energy drink, a pale blonde coloured liquid that matches Lollipop’s hair colour and smells faintly of peaches<<if $random == 1>>, the only downside is that it looks to be missing a mouthful or two<<elseif $random == 4>>, the situation only minorly detracted by the fact that half of the liquid is missing<<elseif $random == 6>>, a freshly baked cat-shaped cookie brought on a little side plate<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop brought your Pussy Jolt energy drink! Lollipop invented it herself, so Lollipop endorses this decision, even if she thinks milk is better! Lollipop did take a sip on the way here though, but knew you wouldn’t mind"<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn brought you the energy drink, so you should pay her a big tip! Popcorn knows how suggestable being hyped on caffeine makes people, and that people who have such good taste will reward her lots!"<<elseif $random == 3>>"Please enjoy "<<elseif $random == 4>>"Drink is great … so refreshing … energy part not working … thank you. Enjoy …"<<elseif $random == 5>>"I poured this one especially for you, I hope it gets you nice and energized for me. Oh how I’d enjoy lapping that up with my sweet little tongue!"<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hi, hi! I prepared this especially for you, I really hope you enjoy it! The cookie is just a free bonus present, because I thought it’d help brighten your day! Have a nice drink!"<</if>>, she says with a smile. Happily leaving you to your drink, your cat-maid departs, as good a signal as any for you to start. Still and simple the peach flavoured liquid is rather normal, the fact that it’s a non-fizzy energy drink the only real abnormality, though it does give you a jolt that helps to wake you up<<if $random == 6>>. Not to mention the biscuit that Bella arranged for you, it’s purpose mostly seeming to revolve around giving you something sweet to accompany it, which was pretty thoughtful of her<</if>>. But, before too long you only have an empty glass before you, <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, arriving back to clean up your table, and from what you can gather collect a tip from you. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop hopes you had a good drink rest here, but knows you did as you had Lollipop as your maid! Lollipop knows you’ll leave an extra big pile of shiny money’s for her, because she put lots of effort into looking after you", Lollipop states, smugly assured of herself that you’ll soon be giving her a large tip<<elseif $random == 2>>"Popcorn wants your money! Please give popcorn an extra big tip, or she’ll tell everyone that you were mean to her, and a big cheapskate too!", Popcorn states, doing her best to try and blackmail you into giving the greedy cat-girl a big tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Hi. Hope your drink was good", Fluffball says to you quietly with a shy smile, not even mentioning the tip, her attention more focussed on seeing that you had enjoyed yourself<<elseif $random == 4>>"Hey, was the … drink okay?", Mipsy yawns languidly, "I’m supposed to … ask you for a … tip thing-y … but really I just want to … get back to bed …", she adds, practically drooping down onto your table<<elseif $random == 5>>"I hope your drink was to your liking, a good drink always fills me with energy and makes me all tingly. If there’s anything else I can do for you just say. And, don’t forget to tip your maid’s well, they really do appreciate it", Shadow purrs seductively, biting her lips as she purposely sticks out her chest towards you<<elseif $random == 6>>"Hope you really, really, really had a great time with us here at Pussy Lickers today! I’ve been your cat-maid Bella, and you’ve been wonderful to serve! I really hope the drink was nice for you, and that I’ve managed to make your day bright and sunny! Please come again!", Bella cheers in her usual sweet and enthusiastic tone, posed in one of her many adorable photo-ready poses, and not at all mentioning tips<</if>>. Do you: <<link "Give no tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink No Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>> <<if $ggp >= 5>><<link "Give a 5 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Low Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 10>><<link "Give a 10 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Medium Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give 10 5 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 20>><<link "Give a 20 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink High Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 20 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 50>><<link "Give a 50 G.G.P tip">><<replace "#tip">><<include [[Pussy Lickers Drink Huge Tip]]>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>Give a 50 G.G.P tip – Can’t afford<</if>>

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<if $random == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[1].Points += 5>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[2].Points += 5>><<elseif $random == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Points += 5>><<elseif $random == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Points += 5>><<elseif $random == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Points += 5>><<elseif $random == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Points += 5>><</if>><</if>><<if $catMaidRelationship > -95>><<set $catMaidRelationship -= 5>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = -100>><</if>><<if $random == 1>><<set $numberOfComplaints += 1>><<if $catMaidRelationship > -95>><<set $catMaidRelationship -= 5>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = -100>><</if>><</if>>Choosing not to tip, you tell <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I think I’m done, not going to tip today", <<if $random == 1>>your maid staring at you with murderous intent<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid recoiling in horror as if you’d just threatened to harm her<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid’s lip quivering in sadness<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl giving you a half-hearted frown<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid’s expression converting to the kind you’d expect of someone who just found something gross on her shoe<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie beginning to sniffle and sob<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop thinks you must have made a mistake, as Lollipop knows nobody is foolish enough not to tip the best cat-girl!", Lollipop curses between gritted teeth, her nostrils flaring, "Cause, people who don’t tip Lollipop get in lots of trouble! Lollipop has friends in high places, lots of friends, scary friends, friends who don’t appreciate mean non-tippers!". Not backing down, the tiny blonde cat-girl departs, seemingly the end of the conversation. But that isn’t the case, as returning in a flash, the angry head maid is carrying a sloshing bucket, the contents of which she throws over you triumphantly. "Now you’re wet and cheap! That’s just the start of what happens to people who try to scam Lollipop! After Lollipop worked so hard getting you your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>! Go now, and next time don’t be jerk to Lollipop!", she huffs eventually, clearly still mad at you, though maybe part of that is because you’re now dripping water onto the floor of her maid café.<<elseif $random == 2>>"B…b…but you have to! That’s the rule, Popcorn brings you <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>, you give Popcorn lots of money! If Popcorn doesn’t bring in all the money’s, then everyone will be mean to her, and she might as well be a dumb bunny-lover! Why would you be so cruel!", the money obsessed cat-girl running away in tears over your unwillingness to tip her, making a scene as she does so that gets you a lot of dirty looks from the other cat-girls and customers<<elseif $random == 3>>"Oh. Did I do bad? I worked hard on the <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>, sorry", the shy cat-girl turning away with snot and tears running down her face over your unwillingness to tip her, getting you a lot of dirty looks from the other cat-girls and customers as they wonder what you could have done to upset such a sweet girl<<elseif $random == 4>>"Really! I’m not the best waitress, but I still brought you your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>, and tips are customary. Lollipop will … be pretty annoyed about this … and she won’t be happy with either of … us. Oh well, guess them’s the … breaks …", the half-asleep cat-girl obviously annoyed but her lazy nature overall winning out and stopping her from being mad at you for long<<elseif $random == 5>>"So you price my attention so … cheaply!", Shadow menaces roughly with an obviously painted-on smile, wandering off in a huff. However, she’s not truly gone as returning rapidly you spot that the usually sultry cat-maid is carrying a sloshing bucket, the contents of which she throws over you angrily. "Thought I should cool you down after working you all up! Hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>!", she states, storming off clearly still mad at you, though maybe part of that is because you’re now dripping water onto the floor of café.<<elseif $random == 6>>"O…o…okay. I’m sorry for the p…poor service I must have given you, I’ll t…t…try harder in the f…future. I h…hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>. Have a g…good d…d…d…d…", the overly cute cat-girl fleeing in a flood of tears over your snubbing of her efforts, in the process of getting you a lot of dirty looks from the other cat-girls and customers as they wonder how you could be so mean as to make such a sweet girl run off in tears<</if>> Seeing no reason to dally further at the table, you slowly [[move yourself back towards the entrance|Pussy Lickers]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<if $random == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[1].Points += 10>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[2].Points += 10>><<elseif $random == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Points += 10>><<elseif $random == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Points += 10>><<elseif $random == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Points += 10>><<elseif $random == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Points += 10>><</if>><</if>><<set $ggp -= 5>><<if $catMaidRelationship > -98>><<set $catMaidRelationship -= 2>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = -100>><</if>><<if $random == 1>><<if $catMaidRelationship > -97>><<set $catMaidRelationship -= 3>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = -100>><</if>><</if>>Choosing to give a 5 G.G.P tip, you tell <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I think I’m done, I’d like to tip 5 G.G.P please", <<if $random == 1>>your maid glaring at you grumpily<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid recoiling slightly in disgust<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid looking slightly sad but otherwise okay<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl giving you a half-hearted shrug<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid’s expression converting to one of disinterest<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie’s lip sticking out in an unconscious pout<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop accepts but is displeased with the quality of your tip!", Lollipop the head cat-girl grumbles, her nostrils flaring, "When Lollipop serves your drink it’s extra special, coz she’s the best cat-girl, so you need to tip for that! You’s probably a dummy and didn’t realize it, but when Lollipop got your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>> she was doing you a big favour. Not repaying that favour is yucky and mean, and other cat-girls will think less of you for it! You can go now and think of what you did!", the cat-girl maid storming off still angry over your low tip.<<elseif $random == 2>>"B…b…but that’s too low! Popcorn brought you <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>, your supposed give Popcorn lots of money! If Popcorn doesn’t bring in all the money’s, then everyone will be mean to her, and she might as well be a dumb bunny-lover! It’s not the worst-est but it’s not considerate either!", Popcorn explains, the money obsessed cat-girl leaving in a huff and making a bit of a scene as she does so.<<elseif $random == 3>>"Oh. Did you not like it? I worked hard on bringing your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>, sorry", the shy cat-girl turning away with a mostly-concealed sniffle, getting you a couple of dirty looks from the other cat-girls and customers that notice.<<elseif $random == 4>>"Sure, makes … sense. I’m not a great waitress, but I still brought you your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>. Lollipop will … be grumpy about getting this much … and she won’t be in a good mood with either of … us. Oh well, better than usual …", the half-asleep cat-girl comments dozily before leaving, not seeming to care all that much but hinting that others might.<<elseif $random == 5>>"Cool, great, wonderful. Hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>", Shadow states disinterestedly, beginning to wander off, "If you want to make a better impression, then next time you should tip better. There are perks to knowing how to treat a girl properly, and I’m no cheap alley-cat". Everything now said, Shadow struts off, clearly unimpressed by your tip especially in light of all the work she put into flirting with you.<<elseif $random == 6>>"O…o…okay. I’m sorry. Was the service too slow? Or was there something wrong with the drink? I hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>. Have a good day", the overly cute cat-girl managing to mostly keep up her peppy attitude as she leaves, though a hint of tears are also visible at the corners of her eyes, a matter that seems to be picked up by a few of the cat-girls and customers who give you dirty looks.<</if>> Seeing no reason to dally further at the table, you slowly [[move yourself back towards the entrance|Pussy Lickers]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<if $random == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[1].Points += 15>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[2].Points += 15>><<elseif $random == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Points += 15>><<elseif $random == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Points += 15>><<elseif $random == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Points += 15>><<elseif $random == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Points += 15>><</if>><</if>><<set $ggp -= 10>><<if $random != 1 && $catMaidRelationship < 100>><<set $catMaidRelationship += 1>><<elseif $random != 1>><<set $catMaidRelationship = 100>><</if>><<if $random == 1>><<if $catMaidRelationship > -100>><<set $catMaidRelationship -= 1>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = -100>><</if>><</if>>Choosing to give a 10 G.G.P tip, you tell <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I think I’m done, I’d like to tip 10 G.G.P please", <<if $random == 1>>your maid staring at you intently<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid shrugging unenthusiastically<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid looking mildly happy but otherwise normal<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl giving you a half-hearted smile<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid giving you the most minor of seductive glances<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie smiling happily at you<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop is unsure if you’re broke or this is an insult?", Lollipop the head cat-girl states, cocking her head to one side, "When Lollipop serves your drink it’s extra special, coz she’s the best cat-girl, so you need to tip for that! When Lollipop brought your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>> she was doing you a big favour as her time is worth more. So, Lollipop should be getting a bigger than normal tip, right? It’s not too bad at least, Lollipop will let it slide this once!", the cat-girl maid finishes, walking off without another word<<elseif $random == 2>>"This is … fine! Popcorn brought you <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>, so this is enough of a tip … still kind of low-ish …. but it’ll do! Thank you, Popcorn will tell everyone you’re a nice person! Maybe next time you can remember that, and give Popcorn even more money?", Popcorn states, the money obsessed cat-girl seemingly just about happy enough with your tip<<elseif $random == 3>>"Thank you. I hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>", the shy cat-girl says, giving you a cute smile before walking away<<elseif $random == 4>>"Nice. Sorry … about drinking some of your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>> … I got thirsty and you were still … nice. Lollipop will … be happy at me for this … maybe she’ll let me sleep in. Thanks …", the half-asleep cat-girl comments dozily before leaving, giving you a tired goodbye wave as she does<<elseif $random == 5>>"Wonderful! I hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>", Shadow states with a slight grin, leaning in to give you a rather boob focused hug, her deep feminine scent catching your senses, "There are perks to being a good customer, and not just from me. We appreciate sweet customers who are willing to properly show their affection, and that appreciation grows with every visit". Leaving you on that note, Shadow struts off sexily, happy with your tip but at the same time offering unsaid promises over what a higher tip might bring<<elseif $random == 6>>"Thank you! I hope you enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>. Was there anything I could have done better? I always try my best, so if there’s anything I’ve done wrong or that you don’t like please tell me. I mean … have a good day, and please come again soon!", the overly cute cat-girl says, appearing slightly worried that she hasn’t performed well enough for you, but overall keeping a happy expression up<</if>>. Seeing no reason to dally further at the table, you slowly [[move yourself back towards the entrance|Pussy Lickers]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<if $random == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[1].Points += 25>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[2].Points += 25>><<elseif $random == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Points += 25>><<elseif $random == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Points += 25>><<elseif $random == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Points += 25>><<elseif $random == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Points += 25>><</if>><</if>><<set $ggp -= 20>><<if $catMaidRelationship < 97>><<set $catMaidRelationship += 3>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = 100>><</if>>Choosing to give a 20 G.G.P tip, you tell <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I think I’m done, I’d like to tip 20 G.G.P please", <<if $random == 1>>your maid staring at you with a cocky grin<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid smiling and nodding enthusiastically<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid looking happy and possibly slightly embarrassed going by the start of a blush that you can see forming on her cheeks<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl giving you a confused smile<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid giving you an extremely seductive glance<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie jumping into joyful pose with her hands clenched like paws in a sweet begging position<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop is happy you appreciate her best-est-ness!", Lollipop the head cat-girl states smugly, grinning from ear to ear, "Lollipop brought your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>> and it was super yummy too, Lollipop knows! Lollipop likes people who show they understand how great she is, Lollipop likes that very much! Lollipop will make sure all the other cat-girls understand that $firstName is not-dumb, and that they should be extra nice to $firstName!", the cat-girl maid finishes, walking off after taking a moment to bask in her success<<elseif $random == 2>>"This is … good! Popcorn brought you a nice <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>, so this is enough of a tip … maybe could be bigger …. but it’s good! Thank you, Popcorn will tell everyone you’re a super nice person! Maybe next time you can remember that, and give Popcorn even more, even more, money?", Popcorn states, the money obsessed cat-girl leaning in to give you a remarkably sweet hug, which is only slightly marred when she begins patting you down as if searching for additional money on you<<elseif $random == 3>>"Thank you … um, very … much. I hope you enjoyed your … <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>. Please come back, um …. soon …", the shy cat-girl practically whispers, giving you an embarrassed yet remarkably cute smile before quickly shuffling away<<elseif $random == 4>>"Wait, is that an accident? I just … I don’t really try hard, so I guess you must … really like me. I’m sorry … about drinking some of your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>> … I got thirsty and you were still … really nice. Lollipop won’t believe this … but she’ll be happy at me for this too … maybe she’ll let me take a day off. Thank you $firstName …", the half-asleep cat-girl comments dozily with a slight blush forming on her cheeks, before leaving leaning in to give you a brief yet appreciative hug<<elseif $random == 5>>"Purrr…fect! I hope your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>> made you feel good", Shadow states with a flirty grin, leaning in to give you an excessively breast-y hug, her deep feminine scent catching your senses, "You feel so nice when you’re pressed up against me, I’m all tingly just thinking about it. Whenever someone does you a favour it’s only right to do one in return, and you’ve certainly treat me favourably. Here at Pussy Lickers we appreciate sweet customers who are willing to properly show their affection, and that appreciation grows with every visit. I can’t wait until we have a chance to play together!", the cat-girl only then releasing you from her embrace. Leaving you light-headed and happy, Shadow gives you a kiss on the cheek before she struts off sexily, certainly happy with your tip but at the same time offering unsaid promises over what an even higher tip might bring<<elseif $random == 6>>"Thank you so very much! I super hope you enjoyed, enjoyed, enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>, meow! You were an absolutely purfect customer! We here are Pussy Lickers appreciate your business! Have a good day, and please come again soon!", the overly cute cat-girl says, cheery and full of peppy glee<</if>>. Seeing no reason to dally further at the table, you slowly [[move yourself back towards the entrance|Pussy Lickers]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<if $random == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[1].Points += 50>><<elseif $random == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[2].Points += 50>><<elseif $random == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Points += 50>><<elseif $random == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Points += 50>><<elseif $random == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Points += 50>><<elseif $random == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Points += 50>><</if>><</if>><<set $ggp -= 50>><<if $catMaidRelationship < 95>><<set $catMaidRelationship += 5>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = 100>><</if>>Choosing to give a 50 G.G.P tip, you tell <<if $random == 1>>Lollipop<<elseif $random == 2>>Popcorn<<elseif $random == 3>>Fluffball<<elseif $random == 4>>Mipsy<<elseif $random == 5>>Shadow<<elseif $random == 6>>Bella<</if>>, "I think I’m done, I’d like to tip 50 G.G.P please", <<if $random == 1>>your maid staring at you with a supremely cocky grin<<elseif $random == 2>>your maid looking at you as if she’d fallen in love with you whilst nodding enthusiastically<<elseif $random == 3>>the quiet maid looking happy yet extremely embarrassed, a deep blush immediately forming on her cheeks<<elseif $random == 4>>the lazy cat-girl giving you a smile tinged with utter disbelief<<elseif $random == 5>>your maid giving you a look so filled with sexual tension you half expect her to pounce on you any moment<<elseif $random == 6>>the ever excitable cutie utterly thrilled, breaking out into a well-choreographed an extremely adorable dance<</if>>. <<if $random == 1>>"Lollipop knew you’d acknowledge her best-est-ness!", Lollipop the head cat-girl states spreading her legs in a power stance and basking in your tip-based praise, "Lollipop brought your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>> with all her love and skill, and it was super yummy too, Lollipop knows! Lollipop likes $firstName, you know how to praise Lollipop properly! Lollipop can catch all the bunnies with ease, and she’s really fast, and she’s smart, and she’s a good drink-maker and pretty too! Lollipop thinks your understanding of all that is really good, so she’ll make sure everyone knows that $firstName is smart-ish and cool!", the cat-girl maid finishes, giving you a surprisingly sweet kiss on the cheek before walking off as if nothing had just happened, the tiny blonde in obvious good spirits<<elseif $random == 2>>"Wow! It worked! Popcorn brought you a nice <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>, and told you to tip her big, and you did! Thank you, Popcorn is very grateful! Popcorn will get all the points now and get to be an even smarter cooler cat! But, Popcorn also appreciates your help in that, so she’ll tell everyone you’re a really great person, and that they should all be extra nice to you! She’ll even try not to mention money as much around you … maybe only a little though, Popcorn still likes money", Popcorn smiles, the money obsessed cat-girl giving you a remarkably sweet hug and a kiss on the cheek, none of her affections seemingly focused on extracting more money from you for once<<elseif $random == 3>>"Thank … oh, um … you … very … um. I hope you … um, enjoyed your … <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>. Please …. come, um … back … I like you …", the shy cat-girl practically whispers, turning beet red and fleeing in embarrassment, obviously overcome with feelings after your remarkably generous tip<<elseif $random == 4>>"This must be a mistake? Wait … no? I just … I don’t think I really … deserve this much … I was pretty lazy with your drink. So, then, you must … really like me. I’m really sorry … about drinking some of your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>> … I got thirsty and I don’t really … get tips … so I didn’t think it … mattered. I’m not really into being a maid … it’s too much work but getting drinks for you isn’t that bad. Lollipop certainly won’t believe this … but she’ll be happy at me for the money too … maybe she’ll let me do something less work-y instead or let me take a week off. Thank you $firstName …", the half-asleep cat-girl comments dozily with a slight blush forming on her cheeks, before leaving leaning in to give you a brief yet appreciative kiss on the cheek<<elseif $random == 5>>"Purrr…fect! Feels like I’m going into heat … mean I hope your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>> … can’t wait any longer ..", Shadow states with a lust-filled grin, leaping onto your lap and placing a trail of kisses down you face and neck, her smell of her deep feminine need filling your nose, "You’re so … wow! And … I … wanted … to … show … you … how … much … I … appreciate … your … attentions! If … I … wasn’t … on … drinks duty … I’d fuck you … right here! Until then … this’ll … have to … do!", the cat-girl rubbing her warm thinly covered breasts on you from her straddling position, her lower half grinding rhythmically against you. This continues for a good few minutes before she finally dismounts, giving you one last, in contrast, rather demure kiss on the lips that leaves you light-headed and breathless, the highly sexual cat-girl waving you goodbye before strutting off flirtyly<<elseif $random == 6>>"Thank you so super extra special much! I super-duper hope you enjoyed, enjoyed, enjoyed your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Sparkle Glitter Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Kitten Paw Latte<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>milk<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>strawberry milkshake<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Pale Cat Ale<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The Cat’s Paw Special<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Pussy Jolt energy drink<</if>>, and my maid-dance of appreciation, meow! You were an absolutely purfect customer, truly one of the best ever! We here are Pussy Lickers … and I personally … appreciate your business! Have the most wonderful day ever, and please, please, please come again soon!", the overly cute cat-girl practically beams with peppy glee, rapidly leaning in to give you a brief kiss on the cheek, after which she runs off very quickly. As she hastily leaves, you’re sure you notice a hint of a blush on her cheeks, though it’s hard to tell from the distance she’s at<</if>>. Seeing no reason to dally further at the table, you slowly [[move yourself back towards the entrance|Pussy Lickers]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<set $catMaidRanking[0].Points += 50>><</if>><<addToWardrobe "Black Catgirl Maid Dress">>After looking over the rack of maid dresses for a little while, the choices limited but seemingly well-made, your attention finally falls on one of the maid dresses in particular in particular. Deciding upon a Black Catgirl Maid Dress you unhook it from where it sits and hand it over to Riley who’s currently standing behind you, the sweet cat-girls eyes lighting up with delight over your choice. "Riley is happy! Thank you $firstName, you’re Riley’s best friend for sure! Riley loves working on making dresses, and now Riley will have lots of money to give to Lollipop too, so she’ll be nicer to me! That dress is like mine too, I think the black ones are really pretty, and they make your boobies look real nice. Riley is sure you’ll get lots of tips and compliments in it!", Riley fawns appreciatively, taking a moment to do some last minute adjustments so it fits you perfectly, her talent for doing so obvious almost immediately. It doesn’t take long, and soon enough Riley is bundling the dress into a random previously used store bag so that it’s easier for you to carry home, the cat-girl assuring you that all the money will be sorted out by Lollipop or Popcorn as they’re way smarter at that sort of thing. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing|Pussy Lickers Riley Dresses]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<set $catMaidRanking[0].Points += 50>><</if>><<addToWardrobe "Blue Catgirl Maid Dress">>After looking over the rack of maid dresses for a little while, the choices limited but seemingly well-made, your attention finally falls on one of the maid dresses in particular in particular. Deciding upon a Blue Catgirl Maid Dress you unhook it from where it sits and hand it over to Riley who’s currently standing behind you, the sweet cat-girls eyes lighting up with delight over your choice. "Riley is happy! Thank you $firstName, you’re Riley’s best friend for sure! Riley loves working on making dresses, and now Riley will have lots of money to give to Lollipop too, so she’ll be nicer to me! That dress is the same style as mine too, though the blue stands out more, which is good. Plus, these dresses make your boobies look real nice. Riley is sure you’ll get lots of tips and compliments in it!", Riley fawns appreciatively, taking a moment to do some last minute adjustments so it fits you perfectly, her talent for doing so obvious almost immediately. It doesn’t take long, and soon enough Riley is bundling the dress into a random previously used store bag so that it’s easier for you to carry home, the cat-girl assuring you that all the money will be sorted out by Lollipop or Popcorn as they’re way smarter at that sort of thing. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing|Pussy Lickers Riley Dresses]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<set $catMaidRanking[0].Points += 50>><</if>><<addToWardrobe "Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">>After looking over the rack of maid dresses for a little while, the choices limited but seemingly well-made, your attention finally falls on one of the maid dresses in particular in particular. Deciding upon a Pink Catgirl Maid Dress you unhook it from where it sits and hand it over to Riley who’s currently standing behind you, the sweet cat-girls eyes lighting up with delight over your choice. "Riley is happy! Thank you $firstName, you’re Riley’s best friend for sure! Riley loves working on making dresses, and now Riley will have lots of money to give to Lollipop too, so she’ll be nicer to me! That dress is the same style as mine too, though the pink stands out more, which is really cute and girly. Plus, these dresses make your boobies look real nice. Riley is sure you’ll get lots of tips and compliments in it!", Riley fawns appreciatively, taking a moment to do some last minute adjustments so it fits you perfectly, her talent for doing so obvious almost immediately. It doesn’t take long, and soon enough Riley is bundling the dress into a random previously used store bag so that it’s easier for you to carry home, the cat-girl assuring you that all the money will be sorted out by Lollipop or Popcorn as they’re way smarter at that sort of thing. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing|Pussy Lickers Riley Dresses]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<set $catMaidRanking[0].Points += 100>><</if>><<addToWardrobe "Revealing Black Catgirl Maid Dress">>After looking over the rack of maid dresses for a little while, the choices limited but seemingly well-made, your attention finally falls on one of the maid dresses in particular in particular. Deciding upon a Revealing Black Catgirl Maid Dress you unhook it from where it sits and hand it over to Riley who’s currently standing behind you, the sweet cat-girls eyes lighting up with delight over your choice. "Riley is happy! Thank you $firstName, you’re Riley’s best friend for sure! Riley loves working on making dresses, and now Riley will have lots of money to give to Lollipop too, so she’ll be nicer to me! That dress is super sexy, Lollipop, Popcorn and Shadow all have them in the same colour and they say that people basically throw money at them because of how pretty it makes them look. Plus, these dresses make your boobies look super good. Riley is sure you’ll get lots of tips and compliments in it!", Riley fawns appreciatively, taking a moment to do some last minute adjustments so it fits you perfectly, her talent for doing so obvious almost immediately. It doesn’t take long, and soon enough Riley is bundling the dress into a random previously used store bag so that it’s easier for you to carry home, the cat-girl assuring you that all the money will be sorted out by Lollipop or Popcorn as they’re way smarter at that sort of thing. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing|Pussy Lickers Riley Dresses]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<set $catMaidRanking[0].Points += 100>><</if>><<addToWardrobe "Revealing Blue Catgirl Maid Dress">>After looking over the rack of maid dresses for a little while, the choices limited but seemingly well-made, your attention finally falls on one of the maid dresses in particular in particular. Deciding upon a Revealing Blue Catgirl Maid Dress you unhook it from where it sits and hand it over to Riley who’s currently standing behind you, the sweet cat-girls eyes lighting up with delight over your choice. "Riley is happy! Thank you $firstName, you’re Riley’s best friend for sure! Riley loves working on making dresses, and now Riley will have lots of money to give to Lollipop too, so she’ll be nicer to me! That dress is super sexy, Lollipop, Popcorn and Shadow all have them but not in the same colour and they say that people basically throw money at them because of how pretty it makes them look. Plus, in blue it’ll stand out more, and these dresses make your boobies look super good. Riley is sure you’ll get lots of tips and compliments in it!", Riley fawns appreciatively, taking a moment to do some last minute adjustments so it fits you perfectly, her talent for doing so obvious almost immediately. It doesn’t take long, and soon enough Riley is bundling the dress into a random previously used store bag so that it’s easier for you to carry home, the cat-girl assuring you that all the money will be sorted out by Lollipop or Popcorn as they’re way smarter at that sort of thing. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing|Pussy Lickers Riley Dresses]].

<<if $catMaid && $catMaidCountDown != 0>><<set $catMaidRanking[0].Points += 100>><</if>><<addToWardrobe "Revealing Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">>After looking over the rack of maid dresses for a little while, the choices limited but seemingly well-made, your attention finally falls on one of the maid dresses in particular in particular. Deciding upon a Revealing Pink Catgirl Maid Dress you unhook it from where it sits and hand it over to Riley who’s currently standing behind you, the sweet cat-girls eyes lighting up with delight over your choice. "Riley is happy! Thank you $firstName, you’re Riley’s best friend for sure! Riley loves working on making dresses, and now Riley will have lots of money to give to Lollipop too, so she’ll be nicer to me! That dress is super sexy, Lollipop, Popcorn and Shadow all have them but not in the same colour and they say that people basically throw money at them because of how pretty it makes them look. Plus, in pink it’ll stand out more as cute and girly, and these dresses make your boobies look super good. Riley is sure you’ll get lots of tips and compliments in it!", Riley fawns appreciatively, taking a moment to do some last minute adjustments so it fits you perfectly, her talent for doing so obvious almost immediately. It doesn’t take long, and soon enough Riley is bundling the dress into a random previously used store bag so that it’s easier for you to carry home, the cat-girl assuring you that all the money will be sorted out by Lollipop or Popcorn as they’re way smarter at that sort of thing. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing|Pussy Lickers Riley Dresses]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Lollipop if you can take a look at the ranking points board. "So, if it’s not a bother, could I have a look at my current points?", you casually ask, smoothly slipping your interest into the conversation as she’s slightly distracted. Taking a moment to think it over, with a slight shrug the tiny cat-girl answers, "Sure, Lollipop thinks it’s still in the office and Lollipop isn’t busy. Plus, you’ll get to see how amazing Lollipop’s points are too!", her tone making it clear that she’s happy for an excuse to show off. Accepting her offer to escort you through to the board, you watch as Lollipop puts a little, "ON BREAK", sign down on her maître d' podium. As she struts through the kitchens and into a nicely furnished back office, the board almost immediately comes into sight, as covered in Bella’s doodles as ever. "There’s your board, now praise Lollipop!", the tiny blonde grins, gesturing at the board for emphasis, your eyes scanning its contents. <<sortCatRank>><div align="center"><table class="singleTable"><tr><th>Cat-Girl Competitive Ranking Board</th></tr><<for _i to 0; _i < $catMaidRankingOrdered.length; _i++>><tr><td><<print $catMaidRankingOrdered[_i].Name>> (Rank <<print $catMaidRankingOrdered[_i].Level>>: <<print $catMaidRankingOrdered[_i].LevelDesc>>) - <<print $catMaidRankingOrdered[_i].Points>> points</td></tr><</for>></table></div> After a minute or so it’s clear that she’s now become bored, Lollipop waving her arms in front of your face to break your ability to see the board, "Lollipop is great, $firstName has seen the board now! Please tell Lollipop how good at showing you the board she was!", her pronouncement more than enough evidence that she’s done with letting you look at the points scores. Telling her a quick, "Thank you Lollipop, you were indeed good at showing me the board", you’re escorted back out of the office, through the kitchens, and into the foyer back at her podium. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to chatting with Lollipop|Pussy Lickers Spend Time With Lollipop]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Lollipop about bribing cat-maid points out of her. "So, how would someone go about buying cat points?", you casually ask, smoothly slipping your question into the conversation as she’s slightly distracted. Grinning smugly, sensing the chance to make a profit, the tiny cat-girl answers with glee, "Give Lollipop shiny monies, get points, that’s how it works!", her tone making it clear that she thinks your question to be completely normal business. Still not having enough information to go off of, you press your inquiry further, asking, "Of course, but how much ‘shiny monies’ would I need to give you? And, how many points would I gain?". "Lollipop has a system for this", she quickly replies, still giddy with excitement, "Lollipop knows you have disappointing non-shiny monies, but Popcorn said she can change that into shiny monies for me. So, Lollipop thinks that of your pointy-things, Lollipop would exchange; 100 facility points for 50 cat points, 250 facility points for 150 cat points, or 500 facility points for 325 cat points. Lollipop has offered you really big-great deal, so you should be all the happy’s!". Thinking over the numbers she’s just given you, you try to figure out how good a deal it is. It seems as if the more G.G.P you offer her, the better the deal is, however, that all depends on if you really need that many points. Seeing as they’re reset at the end of the week, it wouldn’t make sense to buy unnecessary points … would it? Though, you could always just not buy any for now, Lollipop likely to allow you to change the subject without any issue. Do you: <<if $ggp < 100>>You can’t afford to bribe Lollipop 100 G.G.P for cat-points<<else>>[[Bribe Lollipop with 100 G.G.P for cat-points|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Bribe Small][$ggp -= 100; $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 50]]<</if>> <<if $ggp <250>>You can’t afford to bribe Lollipop 250 G.G.P for cat-points<<else>>[[Bribe Lollipop with 250 G.G.P for cat-points|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Bribe Medium][$ggp -= 250; $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 150]]<</if>> <<if $ggp <500>>You can’t afford to bribe Lollipop 500 G.G.P for cat-points<<else>>[[Bribe Lollipop with 500 G.G.P for cat-points|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Bribe Large][$ggp -= 500; $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 325]]<</if>> [[Choose not to buy any cat-points for now|Pussy Lickers Spend Time With Lollipop]]

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Lollipop about bribing an increase in cat rank out of her. "So, how would someone go about buying up their cat rank?", you casually ask, smoothly slipping your question into the conversation as she’s slightly distracted. Grinning smugly, sensing the chance to make a profit, the tiny cat-girl answers with glee, "Give Lollipop shiny monies, get more rank-ier, that’s how it works!", her tone making it clear that she thinks your question to be completely normal business. Still not having enough information to go off of, you press your inquiry further, asking, "Of course, but how much ‘shiny monies’ would I need to give you?". "Lollipop has a system for this", she quickly replies, still giddy with excitement, "Lollipop knows you have disappointing non-shiny monies, but Popcorn said she can change that into shiny monies for me. So, Lollipop thinks that of your pointy-things, Lollipop would exchange … <<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 0>>250 of your money points to make you a ‘Dumb Rubbish Smelly Cat’, which is rank 1<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 1>>500 of your money points to make you a ‘Lazy Stinky Cat’, which is rank 2<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 2>>1000 of your money points to make you a ‘Slow Cat’, which is rank 3<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 3>>2000 of your money points to make you a ‘Alright Cat’, which is rank 4<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 4>>4000 of your money points to make you a ‘Cool-ish Cat’, which is rank 5<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 5>>8000 of your money points to make you a ‘Smart-ish Cat’, which is rank 6<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 6>>16,000 of your money points to make you a ‘Second Prettiest Cat’, which is rank 7<</if>>. Lollipop has offered you really big-great deal, so you should be all the happy’s!". Thinking over the numbers she’s just given you, you try to figure out how good a deal it is. It seems as if having a higher rank would make you more money in the long term, even if it’s costly now. Further, this seems like business as usual, so the other cat-girls likely won’t see anything unusual in you suddenly and mysteriously gaining in rank. Though, you could always just not buy your rank up for now, Lollipop likely to allow you to change the subject without any issue. Do you: <<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 0>><<if $ggp < 250>>You can’t afford to bribe Lollipop 250 G.G.P for a rank increase<<else>>[[Bribe Lollipop with 250 G.G.P for a rank-up|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Rank Up Pay][$ggp -= 250; $catMaidRanking[7].Level += 1; $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Dumb Rubbish Smelly Cat"]]<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 1>><<if $ggp < 500>>You can’t afford to bribe Lollipop 500 G.G.P for a rank increase<<else>>[[Bribe Lollipop with 500 G.G.P for a rank-up|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Rank Up Pay][$ggp -= 500; $catMaidRanking[7].Level += 1; $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Lazy Stinky Cat"]]<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 2>><<if $ggp < 1000>>You can’t afford to bribe Lollipop 1000 G.G.P for a rank increase<<else>>[[Bribe Lollipop with 1000 G.G.P for a rank-up|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Rank Up Pay][$ggp -= 1000; $catMaidRanking[7].Level += 1; $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Slow Cat"]]<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 3>><<if $ggp < 2000>>You can’t afford to bribe Lollipop 2000 G.G.P for a rank increase<<else>>[[Bribe Lollipop with 2000 G.G.P for a rank-up|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Rank Up Pay][$ggp -= 2000; $catMaidRanking[7].Level += 1; $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Alright Cat"]]<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 4>><<if $ggp < 4000>>You can’t afford to bribe Lollipop 4000 G.G.P for a rank increase<<else>>[[Bribe Lollipop with 4000 G.G.P for a rank-up|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Rank Up Pay][$ggp -= 4000; $catMaidRanking[7].Level += 1; $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Cool-ish Cat"]]<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 5>><<if $ggp < 8000>>You can’t afford to bribe Lollipop 8000 G.G.P for a rank increase<<else>>[[Bribe Lollipop with 8000 G.G.P for a rank-up|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Rank Up Pay][$ggp -= 8000; $catMaidRanking[7].Level += 1; $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Smart-ish Cat"]]<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 6>><<if $ggp < 16000>>You can’t afford to bribe Lollipop 16000 G.G.P for a rank increase<<else>>[[Bribe Lollipop with 16000 G.G.P for a rank-up|Pussy Lickers Lollipop Rank Up Pay][$ggp -= 16000; $catMaidRanking[7].Level += 1; $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Second Prettiest Cat"]]<</if>><</if>> [[Choose not to purchase a rank boost for now|Pussy Lickers Spend Time With Lollipop]]

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Lollipop a bit more about the cat-girls ranking system and what it’s about. "So, why do the cat-girl maids have a ranking system?", you casually ask, smoothly slipping your question into the conversation as she’s slightly distracted. Taking a moment to think it over, with a slight shrug the tiny cat-girl answers, "How else would everyone know who was best cat?", her tone making it clear that she’s not sure why you even need to ask. Deciding that you’ll steer into the situation, you respond, "Of course, that’s obvious. But, why create a complex system of points and title ranks to do that, it just seems like it would be more effort than it’s worth to keep track of", internally you hope that she’ll take the bait and actually explain everything just a little better. "Huh … Lollipop supposes that makes sense. It does take Lollipop a lot of effort to record all the numbers, even when Popcorn does it for her. Why did Lollipop do it again … right! Lollipop was given a big case of money by a really nicely dressed man, with a big fancy shiny badge. He said that Lollipop should create a big complex points system as everyone would compete and make more money for her, and he was right, the other cats are really dumb! Said that if we got enough money then Lollipop would get big office, and bunny slaves, and all the peaches she wants!", the petite blond explains gleefully, getting distracted by listing the long list of things that she’d have if she was that rich. "Wait, so some random man just gave you a big briefcase full of money? That wasn’t suspicious at all?", you ask in turn, your stomach sinking slightly at her blatantly fishy explanation. Breaking away from her daydreaming, Lollipop shrugs slightly again, "Lollipop is great, so people give Lollipop stuff all the time. Though, it was weird he wanted to spend some time in the café alone … and that he comes back every week with another case of shiny money’s asking the same, and all those nerdy people he brings along. Nah, probably fine, he has the most yummy peaches, Lollipop trusts people with tasty peaches! And, and, he said that the bunny’s were saying mean things about Lollipops kittens too, much truth! Said they were tiny and flat, but Lollipop knows they stuff their bra’s! Plus, again, the peaches!", once more distracting herself with thoughts of tasty food, a tiny bead of drool running out the corner of her small lips. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to chatting with Lollipop|Pussy Lickers Spend Time With Lollipop]].

<<if $catMaidRelationship < 97>><<set $catMaidRelationship += 3>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = 100>><</if>>Spotting an odd looking box, about the size of a toaster, that sits off to one side of the entry for Pussy Lickers you decided to take a closer look. Now a little closer, you can see clearly marked on the side a small a label which reads, "Cat-girl Acquisition Trust", the café’s cute yarn-ball cat logo accompanying it. Continuing to inspect it, you additionally notice a note taped to, the point of which seems to be to better explain the charity’s purpose. It states, "The Cat-girl Acquisition Trust was built on a single dream, a world filled with cute cat-girl’s. As a charity which prioritizes the preservation of cat-girl’s, it’s chilling to hear that every year the wild cat-girl population decreases, largely resulting from rich anime fans collecting them in excessive harems. This has led to huge worker shortages in cat-café’s, anime conventions and cat-strip-clubs staffing, bringing great sadness to the general population. With your donation, C.A.T will kidnap random strangers through dubiously legal ways and transform them into cat-girls. Are you doing your part to create a cat-girl filled tomorrow, donate to C.A.T today!", the intent much like the legality of their acquisition methods sounding pretty dubious. Still, having already committed yourself to making a donation, Lollipop having caught sight of you near the box and giving you an expectant stare, you give another look at it as you try to uncover how you actually make a donation. Strangely, there seems to be a handprint scanner on the top, but nothing else of note, which probably makes sense given your lack of physical money to place into it. Sighing, you figure you might as well try placing your hand on it, figuring ‘what’s the worst that could happen?’. "CACHING! MEOW!", the box calls out, bringing many attentive sets of eyes your way, though all of them smiling or viewing you curiously at least. "Lollipop says thank you $firstName for doing your part! Only through extensive conscription can we defeat the bunny menace!", the extremely short head cat-maid calls out with a wave, obviously happy with your choice. From the sound of it, and from the expressions of the scattered cat-girls, you’d guess they might have a better opinion of you seeing as you donated to a matter that interests them. With nothing else to be done, you walk away from the donation box, and find yourself once more [[waiting in the Pussy Lickers foyer|Pussy Lickers]].

<<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $makeupStyleJobCheck = $makeupStyle>><<if $sweat>><<set $sweatJobCheck = true>><<else>><<set $sweatJobCheck = false>><</if>><<if $bodyCum || $hairCum || $clothingCum>><<set $cumJobCheck = true>><<else>><<set $cumJobCheck = false>><</if>><<if $bodyUrine || $hairUrine || $clothingUrine>><<set $pissJobCheck = true>><<else>><<set $pissJobCheck = false>><</if>><<set $catMaidWeekVisits += 1>>Finally arriving at your job location, you find yourself deep within the airy recreational plaza. Looking around for the exact location of your allotted job, you end up outside a large white and bright pink accented façade of the eatery, an eye-catching sign listing it as, "Pussy Lickers – Cat-Girl Maid Café". Underneath it, a cute cartoon mascot that looks like a ball of string with a stuck-out tongue, cat ears and a cat tail, features prominently in the design. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/PussyLickers.png]]</div> Entering into the café, through the wide open white painted ornamental doors, each featuring a small circular windowpane, you get a better glance at the inside of the property. Mostly filled with booth seating, though with a smattering of chairs too to make use of the floor space, the tables match the same cream painted colour as the wooden panelling which reaches mid-way up the walls. Topped off with sparkly chandeliers and pastel kitten pattern wallpaper, this place is an overload of cuteness. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LollipopSmall.png]]</div> Additionally, there standing the entry foyer is he tiny head cat-girl maid Lollipop, the girl possibly only 4 foot 10 inches in height, a smug grin reaching her face as she sees you. Her blonde hair cut into a rather severe short bob with a fringe, her eyes a strange yellow hue, and with a neatly groomed pair of black cat ears atop her head, you get the impression that the stylish girl feels entirely in control of any situation. Wearing a maid outfit that’s slightly skimpier than the other observable staff members, her tiny A-Cup cleavage more on display from the off-the-shoulder maid dress variant, a black furred tail emerges from the back of the short skirt. <<if visited() <=1>>Waving you over, the grinning blonde calls out over her shoulder, "Everyone’s here, Lollipop says it’s cat meeting time! We have new cat, so all need to be here!", the rest of the maids assembling to a loose gathering in the space in quick order. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RileySmall.png]]</div> The short sweet brunette Riley, Lollipop’s money-obsessed doppelganger Popcorn, the shy taller blonde Fluffball, the half-asleep red-headed Mipsy, the sexually charged black-haired Shadow, and finally the enthusiastic pink dress wearing brunette Bella, the cat-girls are now all awaiting Lollipop’s meeting with you. Meanwhile, Lollipop takes the opportunity to make herself a drink, the head cat-maid returning with a glass of milk in one hand and a peach in the other, a bite already taken out of the peach which she chews with a contented expression upon her face. "Yum … nom … nom. Lollipop says the meeting is started. Pussy Lickers has a new cat-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>maid<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> $firstName! <<if $pronoun == 1>>More cat-girl’s means more shiny monies!<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>A cat-boy is weird, but customers will probably like that too!<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>More cat-maid’s means more shiny monies!<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>More cat-girl’s means more shiny monies!<<else>>A cat-boy is weird, but customers will probably like that too!<</if>>. That also means we have to train $firstName as one of us, so we have to explain all the cat things!", Lollipop explains with glee, her lacky Popcorn sharing in her excitement. Just as she stops, Popcorn walks over to a handy wall panel, pressing a few buttons. Much like your first visit, the big ceiling cannon once more descends, pointing straight at you with a slightly distinct whirring noise, this time a collection of lights coalescing at the end of the barrel. "CA-CHING!", it clicks, a scanning line shifting down your body before it makes that sound once more. Caught more than a little off-guard, you voice, "Hey … what …", though before you can finish that thought Lollipop’s second in command begins to respond. "Popcorn just scanned you for our system! Now $firstName is an official cat-maid of Pussy Lickers and will bring in extra-extra monies! The facility now will know that you work for us, as will the bunnies, which means you can help us win as best business and show them that cats are best!", she patters off, passing by a nearby table to pick something up and hand it you, in your hands landing a rather fancy-looking certificate that affirms just that. However, it seems like Lollipop isn’t finished talking by far, her expectant stare [[grabbing your full attention|Cat Maid Job First Time Begin]].<<else>>Waving you over, the egotistical blonde calls out over her shoulder, "Everyone’s here, Lollipop says it’s cat meeting time!", the rest of the maids assembling to a loose gathering in the space in quick order. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RileySmall.png]]</div> The short sweet brunette Riley, Lollipop’s money-obsessed doppelganger Popcorn, the shy taller blonde Fluffball, the half-asleep red-headed Mipsy, the sexually charged black-haired Shadow, and finally the enthusiastic pink dress wearing brunette Bella, the cat-girls are now all awaiting Lollipop’s meeting with you. Meanwhile, Lollipop takes the opportunity to make herself a drink, the head cat-maid returning with a glass of milk in one hand and a peach in the other, a bite already taken out of the peach which she chews with a contented expression upon her face. "Yum … nom … nom. Lollipop says the meeting is started. Lollipop has a much big selection of work tasks for everyone today, lots and lots of works! Same rules as always, top cats pick first, rubbish cats pick last!", Lollipop explains between swigs of milk, pointing at a board full of task options which Popcorn brings out. Of course <<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level < 3>>as a ‘$catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc‘ rank cat-maid you go last in the picking except for Riley<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level < 5>>as a ‘$catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc‘ rank cat-maid you get to choose after only a few of the others<<else>>as a ‘$catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc‘ rank cat-maid you basically get to pick first so all the best options are open to you<</if>>. Do you: [[Take a cleaning service task|Cat Maid Job Cleaning Main][$holderInt = 1]] <<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level >= 3>>[[Take a table service task|Cat Maid Job Waitress Main][$holderInt = 2]]<<else>>By the time you get to pick all the table service spots are gone<</if>> <<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level >= 5>>[[Take a special service task|Cat Maid Job Special Main][$holderInt = 3]]<<else>>By the time you get to pick all the high paying special service spots are already taken<</if>><</if>>

<<addToMidShelf "Official Pussy Lickers Cat-Maid Certificate">><<set $catMaidCountDown = 6>><<set $catMaid = true>><<set $rileyCatRank = {Name: "Riley", Points: 0, Level: 0, LevelDesc: "Bunny Liking Cat"}>><<set $lollipopCatRank = {Name: "Lollipop", Points: 0, Level: 8, LevelDesc: "Best Ever Cat"}>><<set $popcornCatRank = {Name: "Popcorn", Points: 0, Level: 7, LevelDesc: "Second Prettiest Cat"}>><<set $fluffballCatRank = {Name: "Fluffball", Points: 0, Level: 4, LevelDesc: "Alright Cat"}>><<set $mipsyCatRank = {Name: "Mipsy", Points: 0, Level: 2, LevelDesc: "Lazy Stinky Cat"}>><<set $shadowCatRank = {Name: "Shadow", Points: 0, Level: 6, LevelDesc: "Smart-ish Cat"}>><<set $bellaCatRank = {Name: "Bella", Points: 0, Level: 3, LevelDesc: "Slow Cat"}>><<set $playerCatRank = {Name: $firstName, Points: 0, Level: 0, LevelDesc: "Bunny Liking Cat"}>><<set $catMaidRanking = [$rileyCatRank, $lollipopCatRank, $popcornCatRank, $fluffballCatRank, $mipsyCatRank, $shadowCatRank, $bellaCatRank, $playerCatRank]>><<set $catMaidRanking[0].Points = random(20,40)>><<set $catMaidRanking[1].Points = random(200,500)>><<set $catMaidRanking[2].Points = random(100,200)>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Points = random(50,150)>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Points = random(0,100)>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Points = random(0,300)>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Points = random(0,200)>>Clearing her throat Lollipop points at Shadow, "Lollipop says that Shadow should get the board while Lollipop explains everything", the petite cat-girl proclaims, the sultry Shadow slinking off without any argument. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ShadowSmall.png]]</div> Her focus returning to you, Lollipop continues, "Lollipop will now explain the job to you, as you’re a new cat. Pussy Lickers has lots of rules, so you need to learn them all really good. Lollipop will go over ranks and points first, as those are most complicated, and you need to listen!" "At Pussy Lickers there are 8 ranks, but also rank 0, and they all have titles. They are; 0 – Bunny Liking Cat, 1 – Dumb Rubbish Smelly Cat, 2 – Lazy Stinky Cat, 3 – Slow Cat, 4 – Alright Cat, 5 – Cool-ish Cat, 6 – Smart-ish Cat, 7 – Second Prettiest Cat, 8 – Best Ever Cat. Lollipop is rank 8, only one person can have that rank, but as many cats as can get them can be the other ranks, though that’d be tough. During work and spending time at Pussy Lickers you’ll get cat-girl points which will go towards your ranking. Every 7 days we hold a ranking outside of working hours, and if you’re higher points than a bigger ranked cat-girl you get to rank up. If you do really badly though, you can rank down instead. Ranks can also be bought, as can points, so shiny monies are super important! Ranking meetings aren’t mandatory, so you can miss them, and Lollipop considers that smart if you’d get told off". "Points get cleared at the start of the new cycle, which is lucky for you as that’s today. You get points for a bunch of stuffs. The big ones though are; working at Pussy Lickers, bringing in as much money as you can from clients, remembering to wear your uniform, being a cat-girl, that sort of thing. Though, all permanent cat-maid staff also get to give away points, so making friends and paying other cats off is smart too, as is eating here and tipping good-ly. Sexual favours also can help, that’s what Shadow says all the time. Oh, and Lollipop almost forgot that fighting bunnies also is worth lots of points … stupid smelly-dumb bunnies!". "Being higher rank is importants because not only do you get to pick first which tasks you want to do when working at Pussy Lickers, but you also get a big-big cut of all the monies. So, it’s kind of like getting double bonus pay! Also, we have lots of secrets and special stuff that only the most awesome-est cat-girls get to know about, so you should rank for that too!", Lollipop lectures excitedly, obviously enjoying the opportunity to lord her knowledge of the business over you, as well as pointing out all the secret benefits she has from her position. Thinking for a moment, and taking a drink from her milk, the head cat-maid continues, "We get lots of job requests from both the facility and regular clients. We have three main types of work task; cleaning for either the facility or in our café, working at Pussy Lickers making performing and waitressing tables, and finally special task requests. Cleaning is simple, you just mop our floors or dust shelves, the only risk is encountering bunnies trying to mess with you when you’re doing it in the facility. Pussy lickers jobs vary a little, but you’ll always have clients and you just need to be nice to the clients and make them happy, though knowing how to sing and dance is helpful too. Special tasks are tricky, but normally things like making advert videos, handling VIP clients, or doing ‘special’ private maid services. Cleaning pays worst, special pays best!". "Lollipop says that the last big rules are about appearance. Cats need to be clean and not stinky, with nice hair. If $firstName doesn’t wear a maid outfit to work then Lollipop will massively reduce pay, but if $firstName wears one of Pussy Lickers maid outfits then Lollipop will increase their pay. Dumb bunny-loving Riley makes our dresses, so you can buy them off of her if you want more of them, Lollipop will buy you the first as welcome gift!", the tiny cat-maid finishes with a triumphant grin, turning to Riley with a much less pleasant expression, "Trash-cat, go get the cheap dresses for Lollipop", she states with a disapproving sneer. In contrast, Riley only appears slightly less chipper than before, responding, "Yes Lollipop, Riley will get the less sexy dresses … maybe Lollipop could be slightly nicer to Riley in the future …", the mistreated brunette leaving and returning in short order, three dresses slung over her arm displayed for you to choose between. <<if $mobileView>><div align="center"><table><tr><th>Maid Dress Choice:</th></tr> <tr>Black Catgirl Maid Dress <<radiobutton "$holderInt" 1 checked>></tr> <tr>Blue Catgirl Maid Dress <<radiobutton "$holderInt" 2>></tr> <tr>Pink Catgirl Maid Dress <<radiobutton "$holderInt" 3>></tr></table></div><<else>><div align="center"><table class="tripleTable"> <tr><th colspan="3">Maid Dress Choice:</th></tr> <tr><td><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackCatgirlMaidDress.png]]</div></td><td><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueCatgirlMaidDress.png]]</div></td><td><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkCatgirlMaidDress.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td>Black Catgirl Maid Dress <<radiobutton "$holderInt" 1 checked>></td><td>Blue Catgirl Maid Dress <<radiobutton "$holderInt" 2>></td><td>Pink Catgirl Maid Dress <<radiobutton "$holderInt" 3>></td></tr></table></div><</if>> <<button [[Select Dress|Cat Maid Job First Time Dress]]>><</button>>

Making your decision you take a basic cleaning task card from the work board, reading it more closely now that you have the chance. Everyone else doing the same, Lollipop calls out, "Lollipop reminds every-cat that there’s no take-sys back-sys! Now get to work and make Lollipop more monies!", the assembled cat-girls quick to split up and get on top of their chosen tasks, even Mipsy being unable to resist her competitive urge. Getting equally pumped to get to work, you begin preparing yourself for the task ahead. … <<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Dorm Cleaning", "Pantry Cleaning", "Kitchen With Riley", "Staff Room Cleaning")>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Dorm Cleaning">><<include [[Cat Maid Job Cleaning Dorms]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Pantry Cleaning">><<include [[Cat Maid Job Cleaning Pantry]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Kitchen With Riley">><<include [[Cat Maid Job Cooking With Riley Start]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Staff Room Cleaning">><<include [[Cat Maid Job Cleaning Staff Room]]>><</if>>

Making your decision you take a waiting tables task card from the work board, reading it more closely now that you have the chance. Everyone else doing the same, Lollipop calls out, "Lollipop reminds every-cat that there’s no take-sys back-sys! Now get to work and make Lollipop more monies!", the assembled cat-girls quick to split up and get on top of their chosen tasks, even Mipsy being unable to resist her competitive urge. Getting equally pumped to get to work, you begin preparing yourself for the task ahead. … <<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Waitress Dancing", "Drink Pouring With Fluffball", "Waitress With Shadow", "Waitress With Mipsy")>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Waitress Dancing">><<include [[Cat Maid Job Waitress Dancing]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Drink Pouring With Fluffball">><<include [[Cat Maid Job Waitress Drink Pouring With Fluffball]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Waitress With Shadow">><<include [[Cat Maid Job Waitress With Shadow Start]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Waitress With Mipsy">><<include [[Cat Maid Job Waitress Serving With Mipsy]]>><</if>>

Making your decision you take a super-secret special task card from the work board, reading it more closely now that you have the chance. Everyone else doing the same, Lollipop calls out, "Lollipop reminds every-cat that there’s no take-sys back-sys! Now get to work and make Lollipop more monies!", the assembled cat-girls quick to split up and get on top of their chosen tasks, even Mipsy being unable to resist her competitive urge. Getting equally pumped to get to work, you begin preparing yourself for the task ahead. … <<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Special Advert", "Perform With Bella", "Standard Meet And Greet")>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Special Advert">><<include [[Cat Maid Job Special Advert]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Perform With Bella">><<include [[Cat Maid Job Special Perform With Bella]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Standard Meet And Greet">><<include [[Cat Maid Job Special Standard Meet And Greet]]>><</if>>

Looking over your options, a free outfit not something you’ll complain about even if Lollipop’s rudeness to Riley is mildly worrying, you answer, "I’ll take the <<if $holderInt == 1>>black<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>blue<<else>>pink<</if>> one thank you", your arm meeting Riley’s as she reaches out to pass it to you. "Enjoy your outfit, Riley spent lots of time on it! Please buy more!", the brunette cat-maid joyfully adds, making sure you have a good hold of it before letting go. <<if $holderInt == 1>><<addToWardrobe "Black Catgirl Maid Dress">><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackCatgirlMaidDress.png]]</div><<elseif $holderInt == 2>><<addToWardrobe "Blue Catgirl Maid Dress">><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlueCatgirlMaidDress.png]]</div><<else>><<addToWardrobe "Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/PinkCatgirlMaidDress.png]]</div><</if>> Lollipop instead snaps her fingers to draw your attention back to her, commenting, "Lollipop is glad you didn’t take all day. <<if $holderInt == 1>>Black is the colour that all us other cats wear … except Bella … so black is the correct-est colour<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Blue is a colour that none of us other cats wear, so blue is a bad-er colour<<else>>Pink is the colour that Bella wears, so pink is the worst-est-est colour<</if>>! $firstName can put on dress later, now Shadow needs to come back, show off our pretty point-y board. Slutty cat-girl probably being all slutty in storage place". Lounging around with the others the wait is probably longer than you expected, another ten minutes of time passing before Shadow actually returns, her face flushed and slightly sweaty, the large wheeled whiteboard being pushed ahead of her. "It got wedged in one of the doorways. It took me a while to get it off … I mean out", Shadow purrs, a completely unapologetic grin spread across her. "Lazy seductress!", the tiny cat-boss cries out in return, stomping her foot down in the process, "Lollipop almost finished her milk while she was waiting. If Lollipop had drunk it all she’d be even grumpier-er. Shadow need show $firstName the points board now, or she’ll be with dumb Riley cleaning toilets". Sighing dramatically, her eyes not matching her attempt to look shocked, the sultry Shadow faces you. "My apologies. However will I make it up to you. For now though this is the points board. We keep track of all the points here … and Bella sometimes draws doodles on it. It’s still early in this ranking, so you should be able to work for some points", she flirtyly comments, turning the board to give you a better look. Getting a closer inspection of it, the comment about doodles seems apt, Bella having covered the thing in multi-coloured drawings of cat-girls and other cute things, her work with markers pretty impressive in brightening the thing up. Other than that, you note they’ve added your name to the points list, right at the bottom with a grand total of zero points, but you’re certainly on the list now. <<sortCatRank>><div align="center"><table class="singleTable"><tr><th>Cat-Girl Competitive Ranking Board</th></tr><<for _i to 0; _i < $catMaidRankingOrdered.length; _i++>><tr><td><<print $catMaidRankingOrdered[_i].Name>> (Rank <<print $catMaidRankingOrdered[_i].Level>>: <<print $catMaidRankingOrdered[_i].LevelDesc>>) - <<print $catMaidRankingOrdered[_i].Points>> points</td></tr><</for>></table></div> The tinkling of a glass being put down breaks your investigation, the demanding voice of the head cat-girl once more addressing you after having finally finished her milk. "Enough board looking! Lollipop says that Popcorn will teach you the job after the meeting. Lollipop thought about making Mipsy do it, but Mipsy is lazy good-for-nothing, and Fluffball would be fine but doesn’t talk. Even Lollipop thought making you spend hours with Bella would be too cruel! So, Popcorn it has to be", a small groan coming from Lollipops doppelganger at the proclamation. Not wanting to cause any hard feelings, you offer Popcorn the lifeline, "Someone else could cover my training if you’re too busy", an out that she seems all too willing to take from her expression. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/PopcornSmall.png]]</div> Nodding profusely, the second-highest-ranked cat-girl points at you for dramatic emphasis, whining, "New-cat is right! Popcorn can’t gets lots of shiny monies if she’s babysitting! Make someone useless do it! Make someone useless do it!", her chanted demand not something disagreeable to the other cats if their looks of understanding approval are anything to go by. Sulking, but not about to let any of the others get one over on her, Lollipop scowls at Popcorn, silencing her with a stare that could curdle milk. "Lollipop is the decider-er of these things! But … but … Lollipop will let Popcorn del-e-gate to someone else … as Popcorn does lots of busy things for Pussy Lickers. Lollipop supposes that Riley will do it then, Shadow and Lollipop are busy, so only person who can take over is Riley", the sweet brunette giving you a short welcoming wave at her mention, "Lollipop has something else left to say too! Everyone be all quiet for Lollipop because she’s got much important thing to say!". A devious glint now in her eye, possibly thinking of a way to get the rest of the room back under control, the small woman struts over to you with unknown intent in mind. Smiling, she addresses you all, "$firstName is new, so $firstName should have a chance to get a big-good rank here! Lollipop in her infinity kindness states that if $firstName gives Lollipop 500 G.G.P right here and now, then Lollipop will jump <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> up the ranks all the way to ‘Slow Cat’, that’s rank 3! Or, if $firstName wants to save shiny monies, then Lollipop will accept $firstName grovelling and kissing her feets, followed by licking her in her special place! But $firstName has to do that here in front of every-cat! Remember that Lollipop is being very generous here, so $firstName should remember that!". Slightly shocked at her offer, and not the only one if the surprised expressions on the rest of your co-workers are anything to go by, you give it some thought. That kind of money sounds not insubstantial, but from the sounds of it getting a boost in rank would help make you money much quicker. Then again, if you were willing to humble yourself to her it sounds as if Lollipop would be equally happy, the exhibitionist part of what she’s asked making you feel more than a little embarrassed. The final option would be just to turn her offer down, though you have the sinking feeling that doing so might not endear you to either her, or the rest of the cat-girls at that, turning down the offer to rank up probably offensive to them. Do you: <<if $ggp >= 500>>[[Agree to pay Lollipop 500 GGP to improve your rank|Cat Maid Job First Time Pay][$ggp -= 500]]<<else>>You can’t afford to pay Lollipop to increase your rank.<</if>> <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>[[Agree to service Lollipop to improve your rank|Cat Maid Job First Time Humiliation][if($submission <= 95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;}; $timesPussyLicked +=1]]<<else>>As you’re not sexually interested in girls you aren’t interested in her offer.<</if>> [[Turn down Lollipop’s offer|Cat Maid Job First Time Ignore][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;};]]

<<set $catMaidRanking[7].Level = 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Slow Cat">><<if $catMaidRelationship <= 85>><<set $catMaidRelationship += 15>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = 100>><</if>>Deciding to take Lollipop up on her offer of paying her in exchange for increasing your cat-maid rank, the pressure on you to comply too much to push against, you tell her, "I’ll choose the option where I pay you", not entirely sure how to best word what is in effect an open bribe to increase your influence within the group. Lollipop meanwhile strikes a power pose with her legs spread wide, one hand gesturing outward dramatically as she chortles, "Of course you will! Lollipop could see $firstName was a smart cat-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>maid<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> from the moment Lollipop met you! Give Lollipop all you shiny monies and Lollipop will make you a ‘Slow Cat’!", her victorious stare only marred slightly by a pouty bottom lip, hinting at her disappointment that you didn’t pick her favourite of the options on offer. Now a little confused you respond, "But … um … I don’t have any physical money, it’s all facility points … in the computer system …", Lollipop looking equally baffled until Popcorn runs up beside her and whispers something into her ear, her look of confidence soon returning. "Lollipop says that’s good enough! Lollipop will settle for non-shiny monies which Popcorn will get, then Popcorn will convert it into shiny monies which she’ll give to Lollipop! The shiny monies are obviously the best, but non-shiny monies are good too!", she dramatically states, the rest of the assembled cat-girls watching on with rapt attention, even if in some cases you suspect it’s more for the entertainment value. "Popcorn! Get Lollipop her ranking stick! Lollipop needs to rank $firstName a whole bunch!". After a brief pause in the proceedings, with the second-in-command scuttling off as ordered, Popcorn arrives with the ‘ranking stick’ for Lollipop. Much to your surprise it seems to be an ornate golden rod with a paddle on the end, the paddle section slightly cushiony yet still rimmed with gold, a pair of ornamental cat ears topping it. "Lollipop loves the ranking stick, it’s so shiny! But, everyone is busy, so we can’t do a proper ranking … sadly! Normally Lollipop would rank $firstName for like an hour, but Shadow was all lazy with the board earlier and slowed us, so Lollipop will have to rank $firstName the way with less bum ouch-y-ness. $firstName needs to kneel so Lollipop can rank <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> still", the tiny blonde cat-maid proclaims, suddenly seeming much more regal and commanding to you with the big golden paddle in her hands. Doing as she says, you get down on one knee, looking up at her. "Is this okay? ", you ask in a hushed voice, the whole thing feeling increasingly substantial. "Lollipop says your kneel is fine-ish", Lollipop responds, the golden stick whooshing through the air above your head as she gesticulates with it, "Lollipop declares here today that $firstName is now a rank 3 cat-maid! That means $firstName is a better cat than all rank 2, rank 1, and rank 0 cats! It also means $firstName will get paid more for working and shall hence-y-forth be known as a ‘Slow Cat’ … everyone is dumber than Lollipop already so not that bad. Lollipop thinks that’s everything!". Punctuating her announcement by bopping you lightly on the head with the paddle, the unwieldly paddle slipping slightly to whack you in the cheek too before Lollipop gets it back under her control, the assembled cat-girls begin clapping. You wonder if there’s anything more to it, but as the increasingly scary stick wielding cat-girl hands it back off to Popcorn, everyone else beginning to separate off, you figure that’s probably the end of it all. Standing up, you wave towards Lollipop to get her attention, asking, "So … what do I do now?". With a nonchalant shrug, Lollipop pulling a new peach out from the breast section of her maid uniform which she takes a bite of, she mumbles, "Hm..ghym Riley …. hmh … Riley’s training $firstName …. mmmh … Lollipop is peach busy … mgghm …", her interest in you for the moment superseded by her larger interest in the peach. Seeing no reason to disagree, especially after Lollipop having made it clear that was the plan earlier, you decide to just go with the flow of things. So, without a fuss you turn to the still smiling Riley, letting her [[escort you away from the scene of your somewhat confusing initiation|Cat Maid Job First Time End]].

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Level = 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Slow Cat">><<if $catMaidRelationship <= 80>><<set $catMaidRelationship += 20>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = 100>><</if>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 100>>Deciding to take Lollipop up on her offer of publicly servicing her in exchange for increasing your cat-maid rank, the pressure on you to comply too much to push against, you tell her, "I’ll choose the option where I … lick you …", not entirely sure how to best word your intentions. Lollipop meanwhile strikes a power pose with her legs spread wide, one hand gesturing outward dramatically as she chortles, "Of course you will! Lollipop could see $firstName was a pervy cat-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>maid<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> from the moment Lollipop met you! Get down on floor and tell Lollipop what a best-est cat-girl she is for letting you rank up under her super quick!", her victorious stare only breaking for the briefest second as she directs Popcorn, "Get Lollipop her favourite chair please. Lollipop looks forward to having her private place praised in comfort". At first you wonder if maybe some of the other maids might leave, the talk about how busy or lazy everyone is earlier giving you hope. However, you seem to be out of luck, even Riley and Fluffball, the quieter and sweetest of the cat-girls are watching on with full attention, looking forward to the entertainment you’re about to provide. Stalling slightly for time, when Popcorn comes back struggling with a rather ornate chair that’s more throne-like in truth with its high back, you know that you can’t back out of your choice any longer. Taking a seat in her special chair, her feat dangling slightly off of the ground due to her height issues, Lollipop grins smugly at you, beckoning you forward. Yet, before you even manage to finish your first step towards her, she commandingly demands, "Lollipop thinks the new slut-cat should crawl instead of walk towards her!", enjoying herself immensely. Dropping to your hands and knees, you slowly crawl your way over to Lollipop, catching in the corner of your eye Shadow biting her bottom lip with desire clearly in her stare. Still, you can only distract yourself for too long, the tiny form of Lollipop soon blocking your way. Glancing up at her she feels bigger for some reason, her presence more imposing as she appears completely in control and loving it. "Oh … um … what now … Lollipop …", you practically whisper in your embarrassment, unsure how to proceed. "Fufufu!", the tiny girl chuckles dramatically after a moments pause, "Pervy-cat needs to take Lollipop’s shoes and socks off first, then lick Lollipop’s toesies and foot bottoms. Lollipop expects the new slut-maid to praise Lollipop as <<if $pronoun == 1>>she does<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he does<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they do<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>she does<<else>>he does<</if>>, then Lollipop might let $firstName lick her special place too!". Slightly put off by her comment and having to further shamefully prostrate yourself to lift up the first of her dangling feet, you begin going about your business, removing the first of her short heeled black lace-up shoes. The sweaty scent strikes your nostrils immediately, Lollipop likely having already been on her feet a good few hours by this point, her white frilly topped socks greying on the bottoms. Biting back against the smell, you carry on, putting her shoes to one side before rolling down her socks too, putting the warm balls of cloth into them. Face to face now with two pungent petite and slightly damp feet, her tiny toes twinkling impatiently, you stick out your tongue gingerly, giving the tips of her toes the smallest of licks. It doesn’t taste too bad really, a bit musty at most, but the thought of what you’re doing makes it feel much worse, adding a gross factor to the matter. Still, without a good way out of it all you can do is go in for another long lick against the sole of her foot this time, the salty sweat taste much more pronounced this time, with just the slightest hint of peaches to it. Giggling from above you, you hear Lollipop comment, "That tickles, but nicely! Lollipop wants $firstName to suck her toes now, all wet and tongue-y, like a washy machine. Then Lollipop will let you lick her special place … but you still need to praise her more first too!", her enjoyment evident her foot feels increasingly less tense in your grasp. "Yes Lollipop. You’re the best cat-girl and are very nice to let me rank up so quickly. You also have extremely pretty feet and are both cute and beautiful. There’s no doubt that you’re in charge around here", you respond submissively now with rosy cheeks, pulling back only slightly from your task, the decision to humour her an easy one given how far you’ve already gone in your attempt. Seemingly happy with your praise of her if her happy humming is anything to go by, you stop you licking, the taste of sweat already starting to dissipate thanks to your repeated application of saliva. Instead, you begin wrapping your <<checkLips>> lips around her toes, the amused cat-girl giggling once more before rubbing them back and forth slightly, making you look as if you’re felating her toes and causing you to gag a bit before she relents, proffering her other foot for you to lavish with your attention. Soon enough though, Lollipop jerks her foot back, the most minor of wiggles occurring before you until a pair of white panties with a sweet pink bow suddenly slip down her legs before your eyes, dropping to the floor just before you. "Lollipop is ready now! Make Lollipop cum and she’ll give you nice rank with lots of cat-benefits!", she calls down to you, shuffling until her legs are spread far enough for you to fit between them. Answering once more, "Yes Lollipop", you pick yourself up a little further, getting into a better kneeling position to attempt your next task. Surprisingly, despite the lack of panties her pussy does not immediately come into view, her short maid dress skirt and petticoat blocking yours and the other cat-girls view of it, but not the exceedingly aroused feminine smell that was once contained by the now floored panties. In fact, her scent is rather nice, a fruity peach hint to it, though she was eating one earlier so that’s not too shocking. Getting to work, working your head under her skirt before diving voraciously into her wet cunt, you run your tongue once more against your new bosses’ soft skin, the taste this time much more enjoyable. Her warm thighs rubbing against the sides of your head as she squirms, unable to keep still, you delve deeper, working your way into her slit. Soaking with her pussy juices, Lollipop obviously extremely turned on, it doesn’t take much effort for you to locate her clit, a tiny shriek of please splitting your ears as you do. "More there! More there! Lollipop wants dirty slut-cat to lick more there!", she squeals, pressing her tiny hands urgently against the back of your head, forcing you to get a surprise face-full of her slightly sticky feminine slick. Wanting to breathe again at some point you suckle her clit even more insistently, humming as you do to ripple minor vibrations through it. Immediately she starts bucking as you continue to suck her pleasure button vigorously, unable to control herself under such excessive stimulation. Before you know it the pressure aside your head increases, wetness spraying across your face as screams of passion erupt above you. In only a couple of minutes at most you’ve managed to bring Lollipop to climax, all the build up having worked her up so thoroughly that she was already ready to blow. Finally let out to fresh air, extracting yourself from beneath her dresses skirt you sit back, getting a front row seat to a much more relaxed and … goofy looking Lollipop? You’re almost worried for a moment, but no one else seems too perturbed, the possibility that she gets worn out enough from orgasms that she spaces out a distinct possibility in your mind. "You … can go … work things. Yeah … with … with Riley. Good … nice …", is all the small cat-girl can manage between bouts of panting and giggling, her pupils dilated like dinner plates as she rolls about in her seat. "That might be a new record", chimes in Shadow with a seductive purr, a grin firmly planted on her face too, "I’ll certainly have to figure an excuse for us to play if you can work your tongue like that. Until then you should run along with Riley, our sweet boss-cat is going to be like this for probably an hour at least. Mipsy and I doodled on her face last time, which was a good laugh, but you still need to learn the ropes. When she wakes up, we’ll make sure to remind her of the deal, so run along and do your training". Getting to your feet and wiping the thickest of the still wet Lollipop-cum from your brow, you see no reason to disagree, especially after Lollipop making it clear that was the plan earlier. So, without a fuss you turn to the still smiling Riley, letting her [[escort you away from the scene of your somewhat embarrassing initiation|Cat Maid Job First Time End]].

<<if $catMaidRelationship <= 90>><<set $catMaidRelationship += 10>><<else>><<set $catMaidRelationship = 100>><</if>>Deciding to not take Lollipop up on either of her offers for increasing your cat-maid rank, pushing against the pressure on you to comply, you tell her, "I don’t want to pay you, or service you, to increase my rank around here ", a collective gasp breaking out across the assembled cat-girls as if you just said something sacrilegious. Lollipop meanwhile stomps her feet as if she’s about to start a tantrum, waving her arms around frantically, "What $firstName mean! Lollipop thought $firstName was a smart-nice cat-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>maid<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! Why $firstName not want to give Lollipop shiny monies!", the tiny blonde sniffling slightly and looking surprisingly upset. Taken aback by the reaction to you turning down an option which would actively disadvantage the other cat-girls if the previous explanation was anything to go by, the pool of important jobs limited and gatekept by being a higher rank, you try to think of what to say. Watching as Lollipops lip begins to quiver in an increasing show of her hurt feelings over your choice, you say, "Hey … look, I’m not sure why you’re getting upset, but I wasn’t trying to upset you …", your words trailing off awkwardly as the cat-girl continues to make a scene. "Lollipop … was … trying … to … be …friendly! Then … $firstName … said … no … and … that … -<<if $pronoun == 1>>she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> … didn’t … want … to … be … Lollipop’s friend!", Lollipop sobs accusingly to the group. Approaching you in your confusion, with a whisper in your ear Popcorn, Lollipop’s second-in-command, explains to you, "Lollipop is upset because you turned down a triple ranking that was really cheap. Popcorn knows that rankings are rare, and they normally cost way, way more. She’ll get over it, but every-cat will think you’re dumb, and not a very good cat for it. Cat-girls service each other for favour and bribe each other too. Lollipop was saying in a cat-way that she likes you by making such a good offer, and you turned her down! Popcorn helped you so you should remember that and pay her lots in future as a thank you!", her words actually pretty useful to you in understanding the situation, aside from the attempts to extort money from you. Thinking fast on your feet, moving your arms vaguely in a calming motion towards the now crying Lollipop, you state in an even tone, "I wasn’t trying to upset you, I didn’t realize that’s how things work here at Pussy Lickers. I’m just frugal with my money … and tired … yeah, tired. I didn’t want to part with my money, and I didn’t think I could … service you effectively. So, we’re okay now … right?", Lollipop’s attention having at least been caught by your speech. "Lollipop … Lollipop thinks that makes sense …", the head cat-girl muses, wiping away a few tears, "… but Lollipop won’t be so charitable in the future! $firstName will need to pay big piles of shiny monies from now on!", Lollipop soon back to her normal self-confident egotistical self, much like as if nothing had just occurred. Turning to Popcorn, Lollipop does comment, "And Lollipop was really looking forward to paddling $firstName loads with the ranking stick! Lollipop loves showing off the ranking stick too!", a whole new unknown element to the situation coming to light, but for now it seems like you’ve avoided this ‘ranking stick’ and its paddling. You wonder if there’s anything more to say, but as the increasingly gleeful cat-girl talks to Popcorn, everyone else beginning to separate off. You figure that’s probably the end of meeting, still, you wave towards Lollipop to get her attention, asking, "So … what do I do now?". With a nonchalant shrug, Lollipop pulling a new peach out from the breast section of her maid uniform which she takes a bite of, she mumbles, "Hm..ghym Riley …. hmh … Riley’s training $firstName …. mmmh … Lollipop is peach busy … mgghm …", her interest in you for the moment superseded by her larger interest in the peach. Seeing no reason to disagree, especially after Lollipop having made it clear that was the plan earlier, you decide to just go with the flow of things. So, without a fuss you turn to the still smiling Riley, letting her [[escort you away from the scene of your somewhat confusing initiation|Cat Maid Job First Time End]].

Led through the café’s rather impressive kitchens, stainless steel countertops and huge freezers, Riley continues onward until you’re both in a backroom that’s probably intended mostly for storage. Dusting off a thick cloth that tops a couple of crates, the sweet brunette motions for you to sit next to her as she takes her own seat. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RileySmall.png]]</div> "Hi, I’m Riley, welcome to becoming a cat-maid", she smiles, continuing, "I’ll try to teach you all the cat things you’ll need to know about, but mostly you just need to make the customers feel good about themselves, or clean up. Riley mostly ends up doing cleaning because she’s not in good ranking around here, but there’s still a couple of things Riley can show you. Do you have any questions first?", her expression genuinely curious of your thoughts on everything you’ve seen up until now. Thinking back, there are probably a few things that spring to mind, but one is more in your thoughts than the others. Quietly, and in as cautious a tone as you can manage, you ask her, "I’ve got a few, but I have to ask, why is Lollipop so mean to you?". Waving your concern off with a smile, the cheery Riley answers without much pause, "Lollipop can be a little … harsh, but she’s not too bad really. She’s under a lot of pressure as head cat-girl, and Riley thinks she lashes out because of it. She could do with being a bit nicer, especially to Riley, but she mostly does a good job. Keeping up as best-cat has to take a lot of work. My bigger worry is how mean she is to the bunnies!", her mentioning of bunnies causing your curiosity to grow on that topic too. Inquiring, you press on, "What is it with the anti-bunny sentiment too? I don’t think anyone has really explained it to me, other than Lollipop calling them dumb and a few other similar insults". On this topic Riley appears slightly more wistful, a mild sadness flashing across her eyes briefly before receding. Glancing around as if checking if she’s being watched, she finally responds, "I’m not really sure to be honest. Lollipop just says that they’re bad, and the cat-girls and bunny girls have never really gotten along, so everyone just goes with it. Riley thinks the bunny girls are pretty though, so Lollipop gets kind of mean about that, especially when Riley voices that we should try to make friends with them. They have a restaurant too, though there’s is fancier, but when I went to talk, they threw me out and weren’t very nice either. Riley has a sis… well it doesn’t really matter Riley guesses, everyone just keeps being mean to each other, so you should watch out for bunnies now. I don’t think anyone does anything too bad, but sometimes the cats or bunnies capture one of the others and do sexy things to them, or make them do their laundry, stuff like that. Oh, and just tying them up and leaving them in public, though that’s kind of funny too so Riley thinks that’s not as bad as being made to do laundry without pay". Figuring that prying further on the topic probably wouldn’t be in your best interest you let any further questions go for now, waiting for Riley to carry on. Going more in-depth into the training, Riley runs you through some extremely basic cooking and cleaning advice, explaining how to prep most of the items on the menu. She also has you practice a particularly adorable dance that all of the maids are supposed to learn, Riley explaining that dancing and singing performances are required from everyone even if you might not get to do a solo, and that you should figure out some personalized poses to add into it. It’s all kind of fun really, cooking, dancing and cleaning, all without any real pressure to even do a good job of any of it. … Back in the main foyer of the café you assemble once more, this time Riley leaving you alone with Lollipop, giving you a friendly hug goodbye before heading back to her cleaning tasks. Lollipop does look slightly grumpy at how well you’ve gotten along with Riley, but she puts that to one side after the other girl has left, giving you a confident smirk. "Lollipop is happy to have $firstName as a new cat-maid here at Pussy Lickers! $firstName should now be able to do cat-tasks next time they come for a work shift, pick the bigger-est paying ones if you want to make lots of shiny monies for both of us and get yourself big rankings! Oh, and Lollipop wants you also to remember to watch out for bunnies, they’re as crafty as they are dummy’s, so they might try and do jerk things to you now!", she states energetically, likely from her excitement at having a new worker. Wondering if you’ll get paid for this first work session, you clear your throat awkwardly, casually asking, "Hey … so … just finished my first shift … right? What now? ", hoping she gets the hint. Meanwhile, Lollipop gives you a knowing wink, dramatically answering, "Lollipop understands what you’re saying! Lollipop appreciates your cat-do spirit, but your shift is now over. As $firstName didn’t work though, there wouldn’t normally be a pay, but Lollipop came up with some monies for you!", the anticipation of your reward building she reveals after a dramatic pause, "Lollipop will not charge you for your uniform! That’s really good deal, any-cat should be happy with that! Normally those would be lots of monies, and you’d be all poor and stuff, but thanks to Lollipop you’ll be not-poor instead! Lollipop will accept your praise now!". Immediately let down by the reveal but not wanting to say something that might upset your new boss who seems to genuinely believe she’s being generous, you say, "Thank you for the dress Lollipop", biting back the desire for those words to come out sarcastically. With your ‘pay’ received and officially a cat-maid, Lollipop quickly loses interest and wanders off, mentioning that she’s getting another glass of milk while she does. Heading out through the front doors, you begin to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

... Finishing your shift up by doing some light tidying up around the back rooms of Pussy Lickers, you return the cleaning supplies you had out back to their cleaning cupboard. Your chosen cleaning task finally at an end, you close the door and heading out to find Lollipop, eventually discovering her at her podium in the café’s foyer. Greeting you with her usual smug grin, Lollipop hands you a piece of paper, explaining, "$firstName did lots of hard monies making work today, though cleaning isn’t worth too many monies, not many tips. Popcorn drew up your earn-y’s but Lollipop told her too, so praise Lollipop! Popcorn says that it’s all done, so you should already have your boring un-shiny point-y-things". Nodding along with her Lollipop style conversation, you read your earnings sheet.<<set $earnings = 200>><<set $random = random(1,50)>><<set $earnings += $random>><<set $earnings += $catMaidRanking[7].Level * 50>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 10 + ($catMaidRanking[7].Level * 5)>><<if $currentClothing == "Revealing Black Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Revealing Blue Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Revealing Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">><<set $earnings += 300>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 15>><<elseif $currentClothing == "Black Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Blue Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">><<set $earnings += 150>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 10>><<elseif setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 5>><<else>><<set $earnings -= 100>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 300>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $ears == 1 || $currentHairAccessory == "Cat Ear Clips">><<set $earnings += 100>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 10>><</if>><<if $tail == 1 || $currentButtplug == "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug">><<set $earnings += 100>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 10>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 100>><</if>><<if $cumJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 100>><</if>><<if $pissJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 100>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Pussy Lickers Cat-Maid (Cleaning Task) You completed a Pussy Lickers cleaning task: G.G.P + 200 (+ <<set _catMaidRankBonus = $catMaidRanking[7].Level * 50>>_catMaidRankBonus G.G.P rank bonus) You received this amount of tips: G.G.P + $random<<if $currentClothing == "Revealing Black Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Revealing Blue Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Revealing Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">> Bonus for wearing sexy cat-maid uniform to work: G.G.P + 300<<elseif $currentClothing == "Black Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Blue Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">> Bonus for wearing cat-maid uniform to work: G.G.P + 150<<elseif setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 6>> Bonus for wearing a maid outfit to work: G.G.P + 0<<else>> Deduction for wearing non-maid clothing to work: G.G.P - 100<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>> Bonus for wearing distinct appearance style: G.G.P + 300<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>> Bonus for wearing some appearance style: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2>> Bonus for being famous Cat-ian idol: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $ears == 1 || $currentHairAccessory == "Cat Ear Clips">> Bonus for having cat ears: G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if $tail == 1 || $currentButtplug == "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug">> Bonus for having cat tail: G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat: G.G.P - 100<</if>><<if $cumJobCheck>> Deduction for having visible cum on you: G.G.P - 100<</if>><<if $pissJobCheck>> Deduction for having visible urine on you: G.G.P - 100<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you try to strike up a bit more conversation with Lollipop, but the cat-girl gives you little attention, instead gorging herself on a peach. Giving her a small goodbye wave, assured that everything is now done, you leave the café and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

... Finishing your shift up by doing some light cooking and table bussing within Pussy Lickers, you hand off the last of your culinary prep works and get ready to leave. Your chosen table waiting task finally at an end, you pass out through the kitchen door and head out to find Lollipop, eventually discovering her at her podium in the café’s foyer. Greeting you with her usual smug grin, Lollipop hands you a piece of paper, explaining, "$firstName did lots of hard monies making work today, waitressing is good for tips normally, and pays more monies than cleaning. Popcorn drew up your earn-y’s but Lollipop told her too, so praise Lollipop! Popcorn says that it’s all done, so you should already have your boring un-shiny point-y-things". Nodding along with her Lollipop style conversation, you read your earnings sheet.<<set $earnings = 300>><<set $random = random(1,100)>><<set $earnings += $random>><<set $earnings += $catMaidRanking[7].Level * 50>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 20 + ($catMaidRanking[7].Level * 5)>><<if $currentClothing == "Revealing Black Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Revealing Blue Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Revealing Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">><<set $earnings += 300>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 15>><<elseif $currentClothing == "Black Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Blue Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">><<set $earnings += 150>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 10>><<elseif setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 5>><<else>><<set $earnings -= 100>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 300>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $ears == 1 || $currentHairAccessory == "Cat Ear Clips">><<set $earnings += 100>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 10>><</if>><<if $tail == 1 || $currentButtplug == "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug">><<set $earnings += 100>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 10>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 100>><</if>><<if $cumJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 100>><</if>><<if $pissJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 100>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Pussy Lickers Cat-Maid (Table Waiting Task) You completed a Pussy Lickers table waiting task: G.G.P + 300 (+ <<set _catMaidRankBonus = $catMaidRanking[7].Level * 50>>_catMaidRankBonus G.G.P rank bonus) You received this amount of tips: G.G.P + $random<<if $currentClothing == "Revealing Black Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Revealing Blue Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Revealing Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">> Bonus for wearing sexy cat-maid uniform to work: G.G.P + 300<<elseif $currentClothing == "Black Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Blue Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">> Bonus for wearing cat-maid uniform to work: G.G.P + 150<<elseif setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 6>> Bonus for wearing a maid outfit to work: G.G.P + 0<<else>> Deduction for wearing non-maid clothing to work: G.G.P - 100<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>> Bonus for wearing distinct appearance style: G.G.P + 300<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>> Bonus for wearing some appearance style: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2>> Bonus for being famous Cat-ian idol: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $ears == 1 || $currentHairAccessory == "Cat Ear Clips">> Bonus for having cat ears: G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if $tail == 1 || $currentButtplug == "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug">> Bonus for having cat tail: G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat: G.G.P - 100<</if>><<if $cumJobCheck>> Deduction for having visible cum on you: G.G.P - 100<</if>><<if $pissJobCheck>> Deduction for having visible urine on you: G.G.P - 100<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you try to strike up a bit more conversation with Lollipop, but the cat-girl gives you little attention, instead gorging herself on a peach. Giving her a small goodbye wave, assured that everything is now done, you leave the café and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

... Finishing your shift up by doing some schmoozing with the customers within Pussy Lickers, you pose for one last photograph and get ready to leave. Your chosen special task finally at an end, you pass through the main space of the cafe and head out to find Lollipop, eventually discovering her at her podium in the café’s foyer. Greeting you with her usual smug grin, Lollipop hands you a piece of paper, explaining, "$firstName did lots of hard monies making work today, special tasks are the best-est, and bring in all the monies! Popcorn drew up your earn-y’s but Lollipop told her too, so praise Lollipop! Popcorn says that it’s all done, so you should already have your boring un-shiny point-y-things". Nodding along with her Lollipop style conversation, you read your earnings sheet.<<set $earnings = 400>><<set $random = random(1,200)>><<set $earnings += $random>><<set $earnings += $catMaidRanking[7].Level * 50>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 30 + ($catMaidRanking[7].Level * 5)>><<if $currentClothing == "Revealing Black Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Revealing Blue Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Revealing Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">><<set $earnings += 300>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 15>><<elseif $currentClothing == "Black Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Blue Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">><<set $earnings += 150>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 10>><<elseif setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 5>><<else>><<set $earnings -= 100>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 300>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $ears == 1 || $currentHairAccessory == "Cat Ear Clips">><<set $earnings += 100>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 10>><</if>><<if $tail == 1 || $currentUnderwear == "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug">><<set $earnings += 100>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].Points += 10>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 100>><</if>><<if $cumJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 100>><</if>><<if $pissJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 100>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Pussy Lickers Cat-Maid (Special Task) You completed a Pussy Lickers special task: G.G.P + 400 (+ <<set _catMaidRankBonus = $catMaidRanking[7].Level * 50>>_catMaidRankBonus G.G.P rank bonus) You received this amount of tips: G.G.P + $random<<if $currentClothing == "Revealing Black Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Revealing Blue Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Revealing Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">> Bonus for wearing sexy cat-maid uniform to work: G.G.P + 300<<elseif $currentClothing == "Black Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Blue Catgirl Maid Dress" || $currentClothing == "Pink Catgirl Maid Dress">> Bonus for wearing cat-maid uniform to work: G.G.P + 150<<elseif setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 6>> Bonus for wearing a maid outfit to work: G.G.P + 0<<else>> Deduction for wearing non-maid clothing to work: G.G.P - 100<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>> Bonus for wearing distinct appearance style: G.G.P + 300<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>> Bonus for wearing some appearance style: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2>> Bonus for being famous Cat-ian idol: G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $ears == 1 || $currentHairAccessory == "Cat Ear Clips">> Bonus for having cat ears: G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if $tail == 1 || $currentUnderwear == "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug">> Bonus for having cat tail: G.G.P + 100<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat: G.G.P - 100<</if>><<if $cumJobCheck>> Deduction for having visible cum on you: G.G.P - 100<</if>><<if $pissJobCheck>> Deduction for having visible urine on you: G.G.P - 100<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you try to strike up a bit more conversation with Lollipop, but the cat-girl gives you little attention, instead gorging herself on a peach. Giving her a small goodbye wave, assured that everything is now done, you leave the café and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Carrying the weighty large handled tray of cleaning supplies into the next dormitory room, you begin going about your work. Your task this time was to clean one of the dormitory blocks for the facility, a matter that was actually kind of surprising to you given the high cost the cat-girl’s charge, especially when the main selling point of their services is that you’re served by sexy cat-maid’s. Still the work isn’t too tough, mostly just tidying up piles of clothes and changing the bedspreads as most of the other cleaning is automated by the high-tech rooms. If you had to guess you’d suspect that this room was being lived in by someone especially girly, pink wallpaper, pink bedding, a pink wardrobe, and an extremely adorable collection of mostly pink stuffed toys. It’s also remarkably clean already, the bed neatly made and the floor lacking the expected clutter and clothing you’ve encountered in the past few rooms. Taking it as only a boon for you that the room is basically done before you start, you quickly wander around it, trying to find if there’s anything of note for you to contribute. Getting momentarily distracted by a large cartoony poster on the wall, the show something about a farm and prominently featuring a blonde bunny-girl posing nude upon it, it catches you completely unaware when you hear the door, "WHOOSH!", open behind you. "Oh … um, I’m sorry I didn’t expect … sorry for interrupting you …", a high pitched yet softly feminine voice calls to you from the now open doorway, her tone just as apologetic as her words. Still inspecting the poster, now feeling a little embarrassed at being caught in someone else’s room, even if it is your job, you respond back, "No need to apologize, your room is already very clean so I should be thanking you for saving me some time", turning just in time to shock yourself as you do. Indeed, the pretty short haired brunette girl in the doorway has one incredibly eye-catching feature, a tall pair of black furry bunny ears atop her head! Shocked in equal measure to you, the bunny-girl begins backing up, shouting desperately, "No, no, no! Not again! Can’t you cat-girl’s ever let up, trying to ambush me in my own room is not cool! I refuse to wash your clothes or do … those things for you!", as she turns to run, only leading to her colliding into the doorframe clumsily face first, tumbling to the floor. Calling out to her, "Hey, er … miss? Are you alright?", the pretty brunette scrabbling away from you awkwardly across the floor into the main room as you approach her in your attempts to determine if she’s accidentally hurt herself in her failed fleeing accident. Instead the frightened bunny-girl clambers to her feet, running as fast as her legs can take her. As she speedily escapes your presence, in parting she grumbles loudly, "And you better not touch my stuff! Especially Mr Bumbles!", the girl disappearing into one of the elevators, now firmly far enough away from you that you suspect you don’t have a chance of catching up with her. Sighing, you pick back up your cleaning supplies, realizing that the room is as clean as it’s going to get. You’re not entirely sure what to make of the room’s owner, the cute brunette maid having decided not to take her chances with you once she realized who you were working for. Maybe that was a smart decision on her part given the complicated relationship between the bunny-girls and the cat-girls? Giving her room one last glance, you can’t help but have one last question on your mind. Which of the stuffed animals was Mr Bumbles? A fair number of rooms left to clean and time ticking away you shake the whole interaction to the back of your mind, continuing on with your shift. <<include [[Cat Maid Job Cleaning End]]>>

Placing down a ketchup bottle on one of the tables you tell the customer, "Here you go, have a nice meal", giving him a quick smile before retreating back into the kitchens. Your task this time was just generally helping out around Pussy Lickers, waiting tables, cooking, cleaning and the most important task of all, handling the customers. Whilst most of the time you’re assigned to specific tables, taking the customers’ orders and cooking up their meals, it’s also understood that retrieving condiments or fulfilling simple drinks requests for other tables is in every maid’s purview. Sadly, so far this time you’ve mainly been on that end of the job, fetching things for the other cat-girl’s customers in the full knowledge that you’re not going to get any tips from it. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RileySmall.png]]</div> Passing by the cleaning cupboard, slightly lost in thoughts, you hear Riley call out to you, "Hi $firstName, how’s the shift going? Riley’s been stuck mopping the bathrooms … it’s super yucky, Riley not like it!", the sweet brunette sticking her head out to smile encouragingly at you. You’re just responding, "Hey Riley, that doesn’t sound fun. Work is a little slow, not many good tables so far. Any ti…", when mid-sentence a whirring alarm begins to sound off with a loud, "BEEP! BOOP! BEEP!". Riley seems positively excited at the surprise sound, prompting you to begin asking her what it’s all about. However, before you even get a chance the ever-excitable Bella rushes past in her pink cat-maid uniform, cheerily giggling, "Yay! Riley, $firstName, are you ready for dance time? It’s always so cute and girly, and all the customers really enjoy themselves. I can’t wait!", accidentally answering your question as she reaches out for both yours and Riley’s hands as if she can’t wait another second, dragging you both onwards out back into the main room of the café. Since you were last here the room is now a lot darker, colourful lights lending new, yet scattered, illumination. Pulled by Bella towards the one well lit section of the room, the small stage section, you’re soon standing atop of it in a row behind Lollipop, Bella waving to the crowd on one side of you and the constantly sleepy Mipsy wiping her eyes wearily on the other. "Lollipop welcomes you all to Happy Fun Cat Dance Time here at Pussy Lickers! We all love dancing for you, so remember to say nice things to your waitress and tip her well, especially if Lollipop is your waitress!", the tiny blonde head cat-girl announces into headset she’s wearing, her announcement booming out through multiple speakers much to the cheers of the businesses customers. What follows is an incredibly girly musical number that thankfully you memorized during your introduction to the job. Lollipop and, amusingly, Bella take up the task of singing the bulk of the performance, both of them having a surprising amount of talent, not that you’d tell the egotistical Lollipop that. Meanwhile, you all have a smaller part to sing, though with some of the cat-girl’s like Shadow it’s more like they talk out their section. All the while there’s a choreographed group dance to perform, which is a little embarrassing, even if you can’t help but admit that it’s pretty adorable. But, before you know it the song is over, Lollipop once more talking to the crowd. "That was ‘Cat Cute Meow Meow Girls’! We hope you all enjoyed! Lollipop is Lollipop, and we also have; Popcorn, Mipsy, $firstName, Bella, Riley, Fluffball and Shadow! Remember to be nice to your cat-resses, and tip bigly, thankies!". Dismounting the stage to both a round of applause and the lights returning back to normal, you can’t help but find what just happened as rather surreal. Everyone is obviously enjoying themselves, but it’s almost as if the impromptu song and dance number never really happened. Still, with a smile on your face thinking of how funny it must have looked, you get back to work waiting on tables. <<include [[Cat Maid Job Waitress End]]>>

"We’ll be ready for you both in about five minutes. Feel free to relax and get yourself ready while you wait", the busy looking man with the clipboard explains before wandering off, leaving you and Lollipop waiting by the catering table. Your task this time is a little unusual, requiring you to work along with Lollipop. It seems like Pussy Lickers is in need of a new advert, which from what the head maid explains to you is rather normal, the business putting out fresh promos every few days. Still, the idea of appearing on TV and on major websites is kind of overwhelming, the pressure to perform after only a tiny amount of time to prepare making you nervous. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LollipopSmall.png]]</div> Picking up a cream filled donut which she greedily bites into, remnants of the white substance spattering her cheeks, Lollipop mumbles to you between bites, "Um … tay-shtee … Lollipop, just … yum … wamted to … make shure $firstName … ooo … remembersh what to … yum, do", her tone content and remarkably reassuring despite the mess she’s making. "I think so", you start, adding further when Lollipop gives you a gesture to continue, "I’m supposed to stand behind you mostly, doing some cute poses. Then I have some words to say, after which we both do a small dance. I think that’s everything?". Picking up on your possible lack of confidence in the plan, Lollipop offers you an energetic thumbs-up, finishing the donut as she says, "That’ll do!", the mess of cream still smudged around her mouth. Helping yourself to a treat or two, it’s not long before the beleaguered director returns, the studio you’re using seemingly in high demand. As a makeup assistant swoops in to give you both a hint of stage makeup, and probably more importantly clean up Lollipop’s face, you’re led onto a set, your eyes lighting up as you see what they’ve prepared. Indeed, along with constructing a small semi-circular stage with a light-up floor, they’ve also made a somewhat 3-D version of the businesses yarn ball cat logo, the, "Pussy Lickers", title on full display. Enjoying the colourful sight, you make your way into the center of it, caught off guard as almost immediately the director shouts, "Action!", a cameraman you hadn’t noticed until now swinging around to get you and the head cat-maid both in the picture. Lollipop, however, seems to be in her element posing in an overly cute cat-like manner, her hands drooping down in an imitation of paws as she flutters her eyelashes sweetly. Putting on her most saccharine tone of voice, she narrates to the camera with well-practiced ease, "Meow! Lollipop here today works at Pussy Lickers cat-girl maid café, the best-est maid café out there! Coming soon to most major towns and cities, Pussy Lickers cat-maids will dance, sing and play games with you, all while you eat super yummy foods! Visit us soon, meow! One of our top cats, $firstName, will now say some nice things so you come see us!", all the while you do your best to make similar poses to Lollipop’s attempts, additionally trying not to steal the spotlight from her. The focus now on you, with Lollipop retreating behind you to take over the role of doing the adorable background posing, you try your best to remember your lines, speaking to the camera, "Hi, I’m $firstName and I’m a cat-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>maid<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> at Pussy Lickers cat-maid café. It’s really fun to serve you all, making sure you all enjoy your visits with us. Be sure to try out our range of amazing desserts, now featuring personalized pancakes. Hopefully I’ll see you all soon too … meow", the whole thing just a little bit embarrassing. Yet, there’s still one thing left to do. Lining up side-by-side, you and Lollipop pose back to back, hands up in the air like paws. Both meowing again, you push off from each other, bending forward but keeping your <<checkAss>> rear still pressed against Lollipop’s diminutive one. The whole point of the dance is that you’re supposed to stay in contact at all times, and whilst locking legs or holding hands isn’t too bad, the finale where you have to push your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> against Lollipop’s rather unimpressive A-Cup’s, a matter that seems to cause some embarrassment to Lollipop too if the reddening in her face is anything to go by. After it’s done though you look back at the whole thing with some humour. It was fun to dance around on a real television set with a professional cameraman, and Lollipop was surprisingly good company. On top of that you’re going to be famous from all this, or at least get some media exposure from it, which is probably a good thing. All in all, you can’t really complain about it. <<include [[Cat Maid Job Special End]]>>

Deciding to go with the smaller points bribe, you inform Lollipop, "I’d like to trade in 100 of my G.G.P for 50 cat points please", waiting for the cat-maid’s response. Smiling gleefully and doing a little spin, the tiny cat-girl answers with a grin, "Yes, yes! Lollipop will give you cat points, please give Lollipop lots of shiny monies!", confusion crossing her face as she finishes her comment. Watching on as she scratches the top of her face, looking utterly confounded, it takes a good half a minute before you want to interject, hoping that whatever problem she’s encountered clears itself up. Still, not seeing any change you can’t help but ask, "Hey … are you okay Lollipop? Anything I can do to help maybe?". Her confused expression finally breaking, a hint of embarrassment on her cheeks, Lollipop answers slightly more quietly than usual, "Well … um … Lollipop is best cat-girl, but Lollipop never had time to learn how to trade those point-y-things of yours … Popcorn does that for her. Lollipop will remember to ask Popcorn, and Popcorn’ll do the money things, but Lollipop can put on the cat-points for you. That okay?", the usually boisterous and self-satisfied cat-girl surprisingly meek in the face of something she can’t handle herself. Nodding and assuring her, "Yeah, that’ll be fine", the miniature blonde perks back up to her old self in no time, giddy with glee at the prospect of a successful transaction. "Lollipop knew that would work out!", she confidently grins, legs spread shoulder-width apart in a power stance, "Lollipop proclaims that $firstName now has like 50 more cat-points … and stuff!", the fact that she acts so dramatic even when no one else is around striking you as more than a little humorous. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to chatting with Lollipop|Pussy Lickers Spend Time With Lollipop]].

Deciding to go with the smaller points bribe, you inform Lollipop, "I’d like to trade in 250 of my G.G.P for 150 cat points please", waiting for the cat-maid’s response. Smiling gleefully and doing a little spin, the tiny cat-girl answers with a grin, "Yes, yes! Lollipop will give you cat points, please give Lollipop lots of shiny monies!", confusion crossing her face as she finishes her comment. Watching on as she scratches the top of her face, looking utterly confounded, it takes a good half a minute before you want to interject, hoping that whatever problem she’s encountered clears itself up. Still, not seeing any change you can’t help but ask, "Hey … are you okay Lollipop? Anything I can do to help maybe?". Her confused expression finally breaking, a hint of embarrassment on her cheeks, Lollipop answers slightly more quietly than usual, "Well … um … Lollipop is best cat-girl, but Lollipop never had time to learn how to trade those point-y-things of yours … Popcorn does that for her. Lollipop will remember to ask Popcorn, and Popcorn’ll do the money things, but Lollipop can put on the cat-points for you. That okay?", the usually boisterous and self-satisfied cat-girl surprisingly meek in the face of something she can’t handle herself. Nodding and assuring her, "Yeah, that’ll be fine", the miniature blonde perks back up to her old self in no time, giddy with glee at the prospect of a successful transaction. "Lollipop knew that would work out!", she confidently grins, legs spread shoulder-width apart in a power stance, "Lollipop proclaims that $firstName now has like 150 more cat-points … and stuff!", the fact that she acts so dramatic even when no one else is around striking you as more than a little humorous. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to chatting with Lollipop|Pussy Lickers Spend Time With Lollipop]].

Deciding to go with the smaller points bribe, you inform Lollipop, "I’d like to trade in 500 of my G.G.P for 325 cat points please", waiting for the cat-maid’s response. Smiling gleefully and doing a little spin, the tiny cat-girl answers with a grin, "Yes, yes! Lollipop will give you cat points, please give Lollipop lots of shiny monies!", confusion crossing her face as she finishes her comment. Watching on as she scratches the top of her face, looking utterly confounded, it takes a good half a minute before you want to interject, hoping that whatever problem she’s encountered clears itself up. Still, not seeing any change you can’t help but ask, "Hey … are you okay Lollipop? Anything I can do to help maybe?". Her confused expression finally breaking, a hint of embarrassment on her cheeks, Lollipop answers slightly more quietly than usual, "Well … um … Lollipop is best cat-girl, but Lollipop never had time to learn how to trade those point-y-things of yours … Popcorn does that for her. Lollipop will remember to ask Popcorn, and Popcorn’ll do the money things, but Lollipop can put on the cat-points for you. That okay?", the usually boisterous and self-satisfied cat-girl surprisingly meek in the face of something she can’t handle herself. Nodding and assuring her, "Yeah, that’ll be fine", the miniature blonde perks back up to her old self in no time, giddy with glee at the prospect of a successful transaction. "Lollipop knew that would work out!", she confidently grins, legs spread shoulder-width apart in a power stance, "Lollipop proclaims that $firstName now has like 325 more cat-points … and stuff!", the fact that she acts so dramatic even when no one else is around striking you as more than a little humorous. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to chatting with Lollipop|Pussy Lickers Spend Time With Lollipop]].

Deciding to go with the chance to rank up, you inform Lollipop, "I’d like to trade in <<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 1>>250 GPP to become rank 1<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 2>>500 GGP to become rank 2<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 3>>1000 GGP to become rank 3<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 4>>2000 GGP to become rank 4<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 5>>4000 GGP to become rank 5<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 6>>8000 GGP to become rank 6<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 7>>16,000 GGP to become rank 7<</if>> please", waiting for the cat-maid’s response. Smiling gleefully and doing a little spin, the tiny cat-girl answers with a grin, "Yes, yes! Lollipop will give you nice ranking, please give Lollipop lots of shiny monies!", confusion crossing her face as she finishes her comment. Watching on as she scratches the top of her face, looking utterly confounded, it takes a good half a minute before you want to interject, hoping that whatever problem she’s encountered clears itself up. Still, not seeing any change you can’t help but ask, "Hey … are you okay Lollipop? Anything I can do to help maybe?". Her confused expression finally breaking, a hint of embarrassment on her cheeks, Lollipop answers slightly more quietly than usual, "Well … um … Lollipop is best cat-girl, but Lollipop never had time to learn how to trade those point-y-things of yours … Popcorn does that for her. Lollipop will remember to ask Popcorn, and Popcorn’ll do the money things, but Lollipop can do the rank-y-part for you. That okay?", the usually boisterous and self-satisfied cat-girl surprisingly meek in the face of something she can’t handle herself. Nodding and assuring her, "Yeah, that’ll be fine", the miniature blonde perks back up to her old self in no time, giddy with glee at the prospect of a successful transaction. "Lollipop knew that would work out!", she confidently grins, legs spread shoulder-width apart in a power stance, "Lollipop proclaims that $firstName now <<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 1>>a ‘Dumb Rubbish Smelly Cat’, which is rank 1<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 2>>a ‘Lazy Stinky Cat’, which is rank 2<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 3>>a ‘Slow Cat’, which is rank 3<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 4>>a ‘Alright Cat’, which is rank 4<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 5>>a ‘Cool-ish Cat’, which is rank 5<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 6>>a ‘Smart-ish Cat’, which is rank 6<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 7>>a ‘Second Prettiest Cat’, which is rank 7<</if>> … and stuff!", the fact that she acts so dramatic even when no one else is around striking you as more than a little humorous. The all of a sudden she stops in her tracks, sulking heavily. Giving you a pouty look with big wide eyes, she sighs in discontent, "Lollipop will have even more monies now, but Lollipop doesn’t get to rank you properly! Lollipop enjoys the part where she gets to paddle the cat-girl’s with the ranking stick too, that’s the second best-est part after the shiny monies! Lollipop hopes you rank up even more soon so she can do lots of paddling!". Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic you [[return to chatting with Lollipop|Pussy Lickers Spend Time With Lollipop]].

Ranking day having finally arrived if you’re remembering things correctly you move closer to Lollipop, asking her, "Hey again, so … would now be a good time for the ranking meeting?", feeling slightly awkward that as the only staff member who works part-time they’re forced to wait on your arrival to go through with it. Shrugging slightly, the tiny blonde calls out over her shoulder, "Lollipop says it’s cat meeting time! $firstName here! Cat meeting time! Especially Mipsy, Lollipop won’t let lazy Mipsy sleep through it again!", turning back to comment to you in a more conversational tone as the other maids begin to slowly assemble, "Lollipop happy that she gets to do ranking meeting now. Lollipop doesn’t like praising other-cats too much, but she does like ranking them a whole lot. $firstName should stay here while Lollipop gets her ranking stick from her office". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RileySmall.png]]</div> The short sweet brunette Riley, Lollipop’s money-obsessed doppelganger Popcorn, the shy taller blonde Fluffball, the half-asleep red-headed Mipsy, the sexually charged black-haired Shadow, and finally the enthusiastic pink dress wearing brunette Bella, the cat-girls all eventually arrive, awaiting Lollipop’s meeting with you. Meanwhile, Lollipop disappears after giving Popcorn the order to retrieve the points board, the head cat-maid returning a few minutes later wielding a golden sceptre with a heart-shaped paddle head in one hand, a fresh peach in the other with a bite already taken out of the peach. "Nom … nom … yummy … nom …", Lollipop mumbles contently between bites, giving her rod a slight swish through the air, "The … nom … ranking meeting is now started. Popcorn will bring Lollipop the points board soon, until then Lollipop will go over the news for Pussy Lickers". Thinking for a moment, during which time Shadow begins preening herself and Bella starts taking selfies with her phone, Lollipop gives off an expression of extreme concentration before stating with another shrug, "Business fine, nothing cat-a-stropic. Bella is Bella, Lollipop is great, Mipsy is lazy, Fluffball is also there, normal cat stuff", punctuating her announcement with another bite of peach. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/PopcornSmall.png]]</div> Another minute passes by before Popcorn returns, the small blonde wheeling in the points board with some difficulty as it seems way too big for her to handle on her own. Meanwhile, Popcorn sighs exhaustedly, "Huff … Popcorn has …hurgh … Popcorn has brought the … points … huh … points board. Please remember to … hugf … to pay Popcorn the board moving fee … and tip too …", the greedy maid practically collapsing against the board as her pitiful strength gives out. <<sortCatRank>><div align="center"><table class="singleTable"><tr><th>Cat-Girl Competitive Ranking Board</th></tr><<for _i to 0; _i < $catMaidRankingOrdered.length; _i++>><tr><td><<print $catMaidRankingOrdered[_i].Name>> (Rank <<print $catMaidRankingOrdered[_i].Level>>: <<print $catMaidRankingOrdered[_i].LevelDesc>>) - <<print $catMaidRankingOrdered[_i].Points>> points</td></tr><</for>></table></div> Everybody other than Mipsy rushing the board in excitement, the perpetually tired cat-maid still lumbering over to it, a sign of just how important the rankings are to them all. Reading it all out, you see that you’re in <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[0].Name == $firstName>>first place, a situation that causes the head-maid to give you some of the worst stink eye you’ve ever experienced<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[1].Name == $firstName>>second place, Popcorn puffing her cheeks out in a silent jealous pout<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[2].Name == $firstName>>third place, Lollipop giving you a supportive thumbs-up whilst Shadow rubs herself against your back lustily<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[3].Name == $firstName>>fourth place, Fluffball giving you a quick sweet celebratory hug from behind<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[4].Name == $firstName>>fifth place, Bella giving you a short hug of support<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[5].Name == $firstName>>sixth place, Popcorn giving you a disapproving stare<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[6].Name == $firstName>>seventh place, Lollipop tutting loudly in your direction<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == $firstName>>last place, the stunned Riley hugging you reassuringly with a quizzical look on her face, probably confused how she managed to beat you<</if>>. Of course, how Lollipop reacts to the cat points values is yet to be seen. Though, for the moment you have time to stand around in the celebrations and commiserations as the [[cat-girls compare their points|Pussy Lickers Ranking Main]].

<<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level>>After giving you all the chance to congratulate each other, the tiny blond lead cat-girl calls for silence, bringing the meeting back under her control. Once more with focus back on her you almost expect Lollipop to work through the points board from the top down, however, instead she just randomly begins picking from the other maids, pointing at them and announcing her incredibly uneven deliberations regarding their rankings. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RileySmall.png]]</div> <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == "Riley">>Rounding on the sweet mistreated Riley first, Lollipop grins pompously, clearly delighted in the result she sees. Chortling, the petite dictator points at the goofily smiling brunette, announcing, "Dumb bunny loving Riley is last place, just as Lollipop expected. Riley is a stupid face, so no cat should be surprised really. Lollipop will administer Riley’s last place spanks when she finds the time later!", Lollipop punctuating her statement by once more waving around the ranking stick, the paddle accidentally catching the still exhausted Popcorn around the face eliciting a small yowl of pain. Riley on the other hand doesn’t seem to mind, still smiling happily as if she hadn’t just been insulted.<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[0].Points -= 10000>> Rounding on the sweet mistreated Riley first, Lollipop’s cheeks puff out in rage, clearly annoyed by the result she sees. With a high pitch and rather indignant, "Humfph!", the petite dictator points at the goofily smiling brunette, announcing, "Dumb bunny loving Riley somehow cheated! S’not fair! Riley is stinky and dumb, so she’s supposed to be in last place. Riley is a stupid face, so Lollipop is deducting 10,000 points from her score for it, making Riley double-last-place. Lollipop will administer Riley’s super extra amount of last place spanks when she finds the time later … coz Riley is a cheater too!", Lollipop punctuating her statement by once more waving around the ranking stick, her lack of concentration causing her to drop it and pick it back up. Riley on the other hand doesn’t seem to mind, still smiling happily as if she hadn’t just been insulted.<</if>> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LollipopSmall.png]]</div> Next comes Lollipop’s turn as she points to herself with glee. <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[0].Name == "Lollipop">>Taking a large and extremely loud bite from her peach in victory, making you all wait for her to swallow it, the grinning blonde states with glee, "Lollipop is best cat-girl, confirmed! Everyone should praise Lollipop and give her stuff! Lollipop is placed atop of all cat-girls, so Lollipop will be awarded a special extra bonus of money’s from the business!", the rest of the group seemingly used to this kind of response and just nodding along with it.<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[1].Points = ($catMaidRanking[7].Points + 1)>> That is, until she reads the board with confusion, stating in a trembling voice, "Lollipop … Lollipop isn’t top …", tears beginning to form at the corners of her eyes. Jumping in to help her, Popcorn gives the trembling head cat-girl a hug and loudly says, "Wait … the um … board must be wrong. I … I mean, Popcorn remembers Lollipop getting a big bunch of points from … the cat-girl ranking commission … that sounds right. So … really Lollipop is still the winner with … po$catMaidRanking[1].Points points". As everyone waits with bated breath to see whether that will calm her down, the other cat-girls seemingly used to placating the egotistical girl, Lollipop slowly comes back to her normal self, announcing, "Lollipop knew Lollipop is best cat-girl! Nice commission finally acknow … figured how great Lollipop is! Everyone should praise Lollipop and give her stuff! Lollipop is placed atop of all cat-girls, so Lollipop will be awarded a special extra bonus of money’s from the business!".<</if>> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/PopcornSmall.png]]</div> The third cat-girl to get commented on is Lollipop’s doppelganger, Popcorn. Thinking over what to say, Lollipop muses, "Well, Popcorn got <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[0].Name == "Popcorn">>fir … second place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[1].Name == "Popcorn">>second place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[2].Name == "Popcorn">>third place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[3].Name == "Popcorn">>fourth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[4].Name == "Popcorn">>fifth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[5].Name == "Popcorn">>sixth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[6].Name == "Popcorn">>seventh place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == "Popcorn">>seventh place<</if>>. Also Popcorn got <<print $catMaidRanking[2].Points>> points, which is <<if $catMaidRanking[2].Points < 825>>kind of low<<elseif $catMaidRanking[2].Points < 1200>>fine enough<<else>>really good<</if>>. Lollipop is happy for Popcorn to remain as a rank 7, ‘Second Prettiest Cat’, coz Lollipop likes Popcorn a lot!", her choice bringing a wave of thanks out of Popcorn and a wave of indifference from the others, though no complaints come out about the obvious nepotism on display. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/FluffballSmall.png]]</div> After Popcorn comes the ever quiet Fluffball’s turn, the taller cat-girl giving a small nervous smile towards Lollipop. "Well, Fluffball got <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[0].Name == "Fluffball">>fir … second place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[1].Name == "Fluffball">>second place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[2].Name == "Fluffball">>third place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[3].Name == "Fluffball">>fourth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[4].Name == "Fluffball">>fifth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[5].Name == "Fluffball">>sixth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[6].Name == "Fluffball">>seventh place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == "Fluffball">>seventh place<</if>>. Also Fluffball got <<print $catMaidRanking[3].Points>> points, which is <<if $catMaidRanking[3].Points < 500>>kind of low for her<<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Points < 875>>fine enough<<else>>really good for her<</if>>. Hmmm, Lollipop thinks <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[0].Name == "Fluffball" || $catMaidRankingOrdered[1].Name == "Fluffball">><<if $catMaidRanking[3].Level >= 7>>Fluffball has done really good, but she is already high rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Level += 1>>Fluffball has done really good, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[2].Name == "Fluffball">><<if $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 6>>Fluffball has done really good, but she is already high rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level > 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Level -= 1>>Fluffball fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Level += 1>>Fluffball has done really good, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[3].Name == "Fluffball">><<if $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 5>>Fluffball has done good, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level > 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Level -= 1>>Fluffball fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Level += 1>>Fluffball has done good, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[4].Name == "Fluffball">><<if $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 4>>Fluffball has done fine, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level > 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Level -= 1>>Fluffball fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Level += 1>>Fluffball has done fine, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[5].Name == "Fluffball">><<if $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 3>>Fluffball has done fine, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level > 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Level -= 1>>Fluffball fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Level += 1>>Fluffball has done fine, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[6].Name == "Fluffball">><<if $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 2>>Fluffball has done okay this week, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level > 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Level -= 1>>Fluffball fell down more in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Level += 1>>Fluffball has done okay, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == "Fluffball">><<if $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 2>>Fluffball has done okay this week, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level > 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Level -= 1>>Fluffball fell down more in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].Level += 1>>Fluffball has done okay, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><</if>><<if $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 0>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].LevelDesc = "Bunny Liking Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].LevelDesc = "Dumb Rubbish Smelly Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].LevelDesc = "Lazy Stinky Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].LevelDesc = "Slow Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].LevelDesc = "Alright Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].LevelDesc = "Cool-ish Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].LevelDesc = "Smart-ish Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 7>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].LevelDesc = "Second Prettiest Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[3].Level == 8>><<set $catMaidRanking[3].LevelDesc = "Best Ever Cat">><</if>> rank <<print $catMaidRanking[3].Level>> ‘<<print $catMaidRanking[3].LevelDesc>>’". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MipsySmall.png]]</div> Next up is Mipsy’s turn, the sleepy red-head perking up enough to actually pay attention to the proceedings. "Well, Mipsy got <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[0].Name == "Mipsy">>fir … second place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[1].Name == "Mipsy">>second place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[2].Name == "Mipsy">>third place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[3].Name == "Mipsy">>fourth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[4].Name == "Mipsy">>fifth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[5].Name == "Mipsy">>sixth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[6].Name == "Mipsy">>seventh place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == "Mipsy">>seventh place<</if>>. Also Mipsy got <<print $catMaidRanking[4].Points>> points, which is <<if $catMaidRanking[4].Points < 500>>kind of low for her<<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Points < 875>>fine enough<<else>>really good for her<</if>>. Hmmm, Lollipop thinks <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[0].Name == "Mipsy" || $catMaidRankingOrdered[1].Name == "Mipsy">><<if $catMaidRanking[4].Level >= 7>>Mipsy has done really good, but she is already high rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Level += 1>>Mipsy has done really good, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[2].Name == "Mipsy">><<if $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 6>>Mipsy has done really good, but she is already high rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level > 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Level -= 1>>Mipsy fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Level += 1>>Mipsy has done really good, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[4].Name == "Mipsy">><<if $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 5>>Mipsy has done good, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level > 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Level -= 1>>Mipsy fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Level += 1>>Mipsy has done good, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[4].Name == "Mipsy">><<if $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 4>>Mipsy has done fine, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level > 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Level -= 1>>Mipsy fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Level += 1>>Mipsy has done fine, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[5].Name == "Mipsy">><<if $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 3>>Mipsy has done fine, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level > 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Level -= 1>>Mipsy fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Level += 1>>Mipsy has done fine, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[6].Name == "Mipsy">><<if $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 2>>Mipsy has done okay this week, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level > 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Level -= 1>>Mipsy fell down more in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Level += 1>>Mipsy has done okay, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == "Mipsy">><<if $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 2>>Mipsy has done okay this week, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level > 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Level -= 1>>Mipsy fell down more in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].Level += 1>>Mipsy has done okay, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><</if>><<if $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 0>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].LevelDesc = "Bunny Liking Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].LevelDesc = "Dumb Rubbish Smelly Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].LevelDesc = "Lazy Stinky Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].LevelDesc = "Slow Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].LevelDesc = "Alright Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].LevelDesc = "Cool-ish Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].LevelDesc = "Smart-ish Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 7>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].LevelDesc = "Second Prettiest Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[4].Level == 8>><<set $catMaidRanking[4].LevelDesc = "Best Ever Cat">><</if>> rank <<print $catMaidRanking[4].Level>> ‘<<print $catMaidRanking[4].LevelDesc>>’". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ShadowSmall.png]]</div> After a short pause it becomes Shadow’s go to be ranked, the sultry cat-girl licking her lips in anticipation. "So, Shadow got <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[0].Name == "Shadow">>fir … second place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[1].Name == "Shadow">>second place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[2].Name == "Shadow">>third place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[3].Name == "Shadow">>fourth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[4].Name == "Shadow">>fifth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[5].Name == "Shadow">>sixth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[6].Name == "Shadow">>seventh place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == "Shadow">>seventh place<</if>>. Also Shadow got <<print $catMaidRanking[5].Points>> points, which is <<if $catMaidRanking[5].Points < 500>>kind of low for her<<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Points < 875>>fine enough<<else>>really good for her<</if>>. So, maybe, Lollipop thinks <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[0].Name == "Shadow" || $catMaidRankingOrdered[1].Name == "Shadow">><<if $catMaidRanking[5].Level >= 7>>Shadow has done really good, but she is already high rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Level += 1>>Shadow has done really good, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[2].Name == "Shadow">><<if $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 6>>Shadow has done really good, but she is already high rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level > 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Level -= 1>>Shadow fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Level += 1>>Shadow has done really good, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[5].Name == "Shadow">><<if $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 5>>Shadow has done good, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level > 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Level -= 1>>Shadow fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Level += 1>>Shadow has done good, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[4].Name == "Shadow">><<if $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 4>>Shadow has done fine, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level > 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Level -= 1>>Shadow fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Level += 1>>Shadow has done fine, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[5].Name == "Shadow">><<if $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 3>>Shadow has done fine, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level > 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Level -= 1>>Shadow fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Level += 1>>Shadow has done fine, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[6].Name == "Shadow">><<if $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 2>>Shadow has done okay this week, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level > 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Level -= 1>>Shadow fell down more in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Level += 1>>Shadow has done okay, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == "Shadow">><<if $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 2>>Shadow has done okay this week, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level > 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Level -= 1>>Shadow fell down more in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].Level += 1>>Shadow has done okay, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><</if>><<if $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 0>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].LevelDesc = "Bunny Liking Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].LevelDesc = "Dumb Rubbish Smelly Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].LevelDesc = "Lazy Stinky Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].LevelDesc = "Slow Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].LevelDesc = "Alright Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].LevelDesc = "Cool-ish Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].LevelDesc = "Smart-ish Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 7>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].LevelDesc = "Second Prettiest Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[5].Level == 8>><<set $catMaidRanking[5].LevelDesc = "Best Ever Cat">><</if>> rank <<print $catMaidRanking[5].Level>> ‘<<print $catMaidRanking[5].LevelDesc>>’". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BellaSmall.png]]</div> After waiting patiently, the ever eager Bella comes next, the excited cat barely able to hold it all in. "Huh, Bella got <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[0].Name == "Bella">>fir … second place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[1].Name == "Bella">>second place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[2].Name == "Bella">>third place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[3].Name == "Bella">>fourth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[4].Name == "Bella">>fifth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[5].Name == "Bella">>sixth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[6].Name == "Bella">>seventh place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == "Bella">>seventh place<</if>>. Also Bella got <<print $catMaidRanking[6].Points>> points, which is <<if $catMaidRanking[6].Points < 500>>kind of low for her<<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Points < 875>>fine enough<<else>>really good for her<</if>>. Soooo, Lollipop thinks <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[0].Name == "Bella" || $catMaidRankingOrdered[1].Name == "Bella">><<if $catMaidRanking[6].Level >= 7>>Bella has done really good, but she is already high rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Level += 1>>Bella has done really good, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[2].Name == "Bella">><<if $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 6>>Bella has done really good, but she is already high rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level > 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Level -= 1>>Bella fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Level += 1>>Bella has done really good, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[6].Name == "Bella">><<if $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 5>>Bella has done good, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level > 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Level -= 1>>Bella fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Level += 1>>Bella has done good, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[4].Name == "Bella">><<if $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 4>>Bella has done fine, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level > 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Level -= 1>>Bella fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Level += 1>>Bella has done fine, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[5].Name == "Bella">><<if $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 3>>Bella has done fine, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level > 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Level -= 1>>Bella fell down a little in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Level += 1>>Bella has done fine, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[6].Name == "Bella">><<if $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 2>>Bella has done okay this week, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level > 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Level -= 1>>Bella fell down more in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Level += 1>>Bella has done okay, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == "Bella">><<if $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 2>>Bella has done okay this week, but she is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep her at her current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level > 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Level -= 1>>Bella fell down more in her points, so Lollipop will knock her rank down a little, her new rank will be<<else>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].Level += 1>>Bella has done okay, so Lollipop will improve her rank, her new rank will be<</if>><</if>><<if $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 0>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].LevelDesc = "Bunny Liking Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].LevelDesc = "Dumb Rubbish Smelly Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].LevelDesc = "Lazy Stinky Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].LevelDesc = "Slow Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].LevelDesc = "Alright Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].LevelDesc = "Cool-ish Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].LevelDesc = "Smart-ish Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 7>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].LevelDesc = "Second Prettiest Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[6].Level == 8>><<set $catMaidRanking[6].LevelDesc = "Best Ever Cat">><</if>> rank <<print $catMaidRanking[6].Level>> ‘<<print $catMaidRanking[6].LevelDesc>>’". Finally, last of all, it becomes your turn, the others all curious to hear what Lollipop has to say about you. Her attention now firmly affixed solely upon you, a glint of gloating contentment in her eyes, Lollipop says, "Last is $firstName. $firstName got <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[0].Name == $firstName>>fir … second place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[1].Name == $firstName>>second place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[2].Name == $firstName>>third place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[3].Name == $firstName>>fourth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[4].Name == $firstName>>fifth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[5].Name == $firstName>>sixth place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[6].Name == $firstName>>seventh place<<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == $firstName>>seventh place<</if>>. Also $firstName got <<print $catMaidRanking[7].Points>> points, which is <<if $catMaidRanking[7].Points < 500>>kind of low<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Points < 1000>>fine enough<<else>>really good<</if>>. Hmmm, this is tough! Lollipop thinks <<if $catMaidRankingOrdered[0].Name == $firstName || $catMaidRankingOrdered[1].Name == $firstName>><<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level >= 7>>$firstName has done really good, but they is already high rank, so Lollipop will keep them at their current rank,<<else>><<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level + 1>>$firstName has done really good, so Lollipop will maybe improve their rank, their new rank could be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[2].Name == $firstName>><<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 6>>$firstName has done really good, but they is already high rank, so Lollipop will keep them at their current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level > 6>><<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level - 1>>$firstName fell down a little in their points, so Lollipop will maybe knock their rank down a little, their new rank could be<<else>><<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level + 1>>$firstName has done really good, so Lollipop will maybe improve their rank, their new rank could be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == $firstName>><<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 5>>$firstName has done good, but they is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep them at their current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level > 5>><<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level - 1>>$firstName fell down a little in their points, so Lollipop will maybe knock their rank down a little, their new rank could be<<else>><<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level + 1>>$firstName has done good, so Lollipop will maybe improve their rank, their new rank could be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[4].Name == $firstName>><<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 4>>$firstName has done fine, but they is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep them at their current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level > 4>><<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level - 1>>$firstName fell down a little in their points, so Lollipop will maybe knock their rank down a little, their new rank could be<<else>><<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level + 1>>$firstName has done fine, so Lollipop will maybe improve their rank, their new rank could be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[5].Name == $firstName>><<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 3>>$firstName has done fine, but they is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep them at their current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level > 3>><<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level - 1>>$firstName fell down a little in their points, so Lollipop will maybe knock their rank down a little, their new rank could be<<else>><<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level + 1>>$firstName has done fine, so Lollipop will maybe improve their rank, their new rank could be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == $firstName>><<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 2>>$firstName has done okay this week, but they is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep them at their current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level > 2>><<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level - 1>>$firstName fell down more in their points, so Lollipop will maybe knock their rank down a little, their new rank could be<<else>><<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level + 1>>$firstName has done okay, so Lollipop will maybe improve their rank, their new rank could be<</if>><<elseif $catMaidRankingOrdered[7].Name == $firstName>><<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 2>>$firstName has done okay this week, but they is already high enough rank, so Lollipop will keep them at their current rank,<<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level > 2>><<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level - 1>>$firstName fell down more in their points, so Lollipop will maybe knock their rank down a little, their new rank could be<<else>><<set _catMaidPossible = $catMaidRanking[7].Level + 1>>$firstName has done okay, so Lollipop will maybe improve their rank, their new rank could be<</if>><</if>> rank _catMaidPossible ‘<<if _catMaidPossible == 0>>Bunny Liking Cat<<elseif _catMaidPossible == 1>>Dumb Rubbish Smelly Cat<<elseif _catMaidPossible == 2>>Lazy Stinky Cat<<elseif _catMaidPossible == 3>>Slow Cat<<elseif _catMaidPossible == 4>>Alright Cat<<elseif _catMaidPossible == 5>>Cool-ish Cat<<elseif _catMaidPossible == 6>>Smart-ish Cat<<elseif _catMaidPossible == 7>>Second Prettiest Cat<<elseif _catMaidPossible == 8>>Best Ever Cat<</if>>’". <<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level >= 7 && _catMaidPossible >= 7>>Not being promoted or demoted, you think that everything is probably over. For a second it does look like Lollipop might have something more to say, but she ultimately doesn’t do anything but give you a supportive congratulatory thumbs-up.<<elseif _catMaidPossible == $catMaidRanking[7].Level>>Not being promoted or demoted, you think that everything is probably over, however, it seems like Lollipop might have something else to say. Chortling as if she has a scheme at mind, the miniature blonde adds, "$firstName might not have gotten <<if $pronoun == 1>>herself<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>himself<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>themselves<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>herself<<else>>himself<</if>> a rank today, but they still could get one. Lollipop has an offer in mind. If $firstName wants a rank, with no ranking spanks too, then $firstName can pay Lollipop … like, a whole 1000 G.G.P coz those facility points aren’t pretty and shiny so I charge more! So, what does $firstName think?", her offer seemingly quite good if the supportive looks you’re getting from the others are anything to go by.<<elseif _catMaidPossible > $catMaidRanking[7].Level>>Looking to get yourself a promotion in rank, you think that everything is probably over, however, Lollipop still has something to say, her grin growing ever larger. Chortling with an overly sweet tone to her voice, the miniature blonde adds, "$firstName has got a rank increase, but <<if $pronoun == 1>>she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> still needs to ranked. Lollipop likes ranking people, especially the thunk-y part! Buuuut, Lollipop supposes that $firstName can pay to rank up without the ranking spanks, though they’ll have to give Lollipop like 200 G.G.P! So, what does $firstName think?", her offer of spank free rankings sounding appealing if the expressions of your co-workers are anything to go by.<<else>>Disappointed to lose yourself a rank, you think that everything is probably over, however, Lollipop still has something to say, her grin growing ever larger. Chortling in a scheming tone, the miniature blonde adds, "$firstName lost a rank, but <<if $pronoun == 1>>she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> doesn’t need to. If $firstName wants a rank back, with no ranking spanks too, then $firstName can pay Lollipop … like, a whole 500 G.G.P coz those facility points aren’t pretty and shiny so I charge more! So, what does $firstName think?", her offer seemingly quite good if you’re looking to keep your old rank.<</if>> Do you: <<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level >= 7 && _catMaidPossible >= 7>>[[Finish the meeting|Pussy Lickers]]<<elseif _catMaidPossible == $catMaidRanking[7].Level>><<if $ggp < 1000>>Can’t afford 1000 G.G.P to improve your rank<<else>>[[Pay Lollipop 1000 G.G.P to improve your rank|Pussy Lickers Ranking Pay][$ggp -= 1000]]<</if>> [[Finish the meeting|Pussy Lickers]]<<elseif _catMaidPossible > $catMaidRanking[7].Level>>[[Proceed with the ranking spanks|Pussy Lickers Ranking Spank][if($submission <= 95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;};]] <<if $ggp < 200>>Can’t afford 200 G.G.P to improve your rank without the spanks<<else>>[[Pay Lollipop 200 G.G.P to improve your rank while avoiding spanks|Pussy Lickers Ranking Pay][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>> [[Finish the meeting without ranking up|Pussy Lickers]]<<else>><<if $ggp < 500>>Can’t afford 500 G.G.P to not lose your rank<<else>>[[Pay Lollipop 500 G.G.P to not lose your rank|Pussy Lickers][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>> [[Finish the meeting and lose a rank|Pussy Lickers][$catMaidRanking[7].Level -= 1; if($catMaidRanking[7].Level == 0){$catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Bunny Liking Cat";}else if($catMaidRanking[7].Level == 1){$catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Dumb Rubbish Smelly Cat";}else if($catMaidRanking[7].Level == 2){$catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Lazy Stinky Cat";}else if($catMaidRanking[7].Level == 3){$catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Slow Cat";}else if($catMaidRanking[7].Level == 4){$catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Alright Cat";}else if($catMaidRanking[7].Level == 5){$catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Cool-ish Cat";}else if($catMaidRanking[7].Level == 6){$catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Smart-ish Cat";}else if($catMaidRanking[7].Level == 7){$catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Second Prettiest Cat";};]]<</if>>

<<set $catMaidRanking[7].Level += 1>><<if $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 0>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Bunny Liking Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 1>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Dumb Rubbish Smelly Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 2>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Lazy Stinky Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 3>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Slow Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 4>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Alright Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 5>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Cool-ish Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 6>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Smart-ish Cat">><<elseif $catMaidRanking[7].Level == 7>><<set $catMaidRanking[7].LevelDesc = "Second Prettiest Cat">><</if>>Deciding to take the spanking instead of paying off Lollipop not to, you tell her, "I’ll just rank up I think", becoming increasingly nervous when all the other cat-girls begin grinning and moving in closer to watch. In turn Lollipop strikes dramatic pose with her legs spread wide, the ranking paddle pointed straight at you for emphasis as she chortles, "Yayl! Lollipop knew $firstName would be fun and not a spoil sport! $firstName might not be giving Lollipop shiny money’s, but Lollipop enjoys ranking people slightly more so she’s happy!", her victorious expression causing you to gulp as you realize just how excited she is to paddle your rear with that menacing looking golden ranking rod. Not sure how to proceed you respond, "Okay … um … what should I do now …", Lollipop’s grin only growing by the second as she soaks in the atmosphere, the rest of the assembled maids equally enjoying the situation as they continue to crowd around. "Lollipop decrees $firstName needs to get down on <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>his<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>their<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>his<</if>> hands and knees for Lollipop! Lollipop will the give $firstName all the paddles until Lollipop doesn’t feel like it anymore, so $firstName can rank up after bum ouch-y-ness! This is always the most fun-est part!", she dramatically states, causing Popcorn to snort back a laugh and Bella to rub her petite rear sympathetically. Doing as she says, you get down on your hands and knees slowly, ending up in effectively a doggystyle pose, looking up at the ecstatic cat-maid. "Is this okay?", you ask awkwardly, the whole thing feeling increasingly surreal. "Lollipop says your butt could be higher, but it’s fine-ish", Lollipop chortles, the golden stick whipping through the air above you out of your sight, the whooshing sound all you hear of it, "Your butt will now be made all ouch-y, so that you can be all higher ranked and then everyone will know that you’re more awesome than you were earlier. Also … Lollipop likes paddling butts, and Lollipop is top cat-girl, so Lollipop gets to spank other cat-girls if she wants". You listen to Lollipop’s explanation, the tiny blonde still out of sight, wondering if this really is all because she just wants to give the other girls spankings, or whether there’s a deeper reasoning to it. However, before you get the chance to think for too long a resounding, "THUNK!", rings through your ears, your assembled co-workers cheering as a sudden hot pain blooms across your <<checkAss>> behind. "OWWW!", you squeal out in turn, more from the surprise than anything, although despite being rather petite Lollipop sure does have a good arm on her. In return just out of your view Lollipop begins giggling, calling out, "Spank, spank, spank, spank! Lollipop likes to give other-cats spanks! Your butt is all jiggly and cute $firstName, and then it’ll be all sore and hot too!", your boss clearly enjoying herself at your expense. Before you have time to respond another blow rains down upon your now stinging bottom, the ache starting to truly set in. There’s little finesse to her spanking attempts, the paddle obviously unwieldly in her small hands, but she has more strength than you might have expected, the momentum of the swinging paddle gradually tenderizing your bum. <<if $submission >= 25>>Tears and snot running down your face after half a dozen paddles, you begin to beg Lollipop, "P…please … no more … I’ve had enough …", not wanting to continue. However, Lollipop just paddles you again, chortling in her usual self-assured way, "Not fair, Lollipop likes spanking $firstName! $firstName should stop being such a mean-y and let Lollipop enjoy herself … selfish $firstName!", her cheeky comments soon followed by a cascade of blows to punctuate her point.<<else>>Trying to hold back tears from the sting, you taunt Lollipop, "That b…barely hurts. I can’t even r…really feel it!", hoping to convince her it isn’t worth continuing. However, Lollipop just paddles you again, commenting grumpily, "Not fair, Lollipop is really good at spanking! $firstName should stop being such a mean-y and let Lollipop enjoy herself … selfish $firstName!", her cheeky comments soon followed by a cascade of blows to punctuate her point, the pain pushing you even further towards the point of breaking.<</if>> Finally though, only a few smacks later, Lollipop begins breathing heavily behind you, the blows coming to a stop. "Humph! Lollipop is all tired now, even though she wants to keep spanking $firstName. S’not fair, but Lollipop guesses that means $firstName is off the hook … for now", your tormentor states with a yawn, swapping the rod between her hands as she rubs away the soreness in her arms. Much less enthusiastically than her previous pronouncement, Lollipop continues, "Lollipop declares here today that $firstName is now a rank <<print $catMaidRanking[7].Level>> cat-maid! That means $firstName is a better cat than all lower ranking cats! It also means $firstName will get paid more for working and shall hence-y-forth be known as a ‘<<print $catMaidRanking[6].LevelDesc>>’. Lollipop thinks that’s everything!". Punctuating her announcement by bopping you lightly on the head with the paddle, the unwieldly object slipping slightly to whack you on the upper arm before Lollipop gets it back under her control, the assembled cat-girls begin clapping. You wonder from your spot on the floor if there’s anything more to it, but as the increasingly tired stick wielding cat-girl hands it off to Popcorn, everyone else beginning to separate off, you figure that’s probably the end of it all. Slowly clambering up, taking a moment to stroke your overly warm aching <<checkAss>> rear, you wave towards Lollipop to get her attention, asking, "So … what do I do now?", receiving a small shrug of indifference in return. "Meeting is over, Lollipop paddled you, will paddle other cat-girl’s later … Lollipop likes to get them when they least expect it! $firstName can leave, or buy some tasty foods to celebrate? Lollipop has to get back to works though, Pussy Lickers has to be open all week even if we can’t really do points properly on ranking days. Most cat-girls get kind of lazy then, but rules are rules … and stuff", the petite manager comments, seemingly not too enthusiastic about working if it doesn’t contribute to the ongoing cat-girl competitions. Seeing no reason to inquire further, you once more find yourself [[standing in the foyer of Pussy Lickers|Pussy Lickers]], only this time with a sore bottom.

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $ggp += 200>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 10>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to go get it, you soon realize your efforts are unnecessary as the door whooshes open, a figure silhouetted in the frame. Standing there you see a man in a muted green tweed suit, beneath which you spot, a blue checked waistcoat, muted yellow shirt, and red and yellow striped tie, his outfit making him feel rather overdressed even in comparison to many of the other important people you’ve seen about the facility. Further, today he seems to be carrying a long sports bag with him. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentSmall.png]]</div>Taking a better look at him as he steps inside purposefully but with a hint of trepidation, you spot atop his head a matching tweed flat-cap, his thick silver hair flowing back behind it, tied with an ornate wolf-shaped silver hair tie into a ponytail which reaches his mid back. Further, other than his eyes that are so pale blue that they’re almost silver as well, the man has one of the most exquisite moustaches you’ve ever seen, the waxed tips turned upwards in a mark of remarkable grooming. Of course, you’ve met the man before, as this is obviously Lord Vincent, your sponsor and puppy-play trainer. "Hello $firstName, my pet. How does this evening treat you?", he asks you, a warm smile plastered across his face as he approaches. Starting to feel comfort in his presence, you respond, "Hello sir, it’s nice to see you again. I’m okay. Is there anything you need from me today?", feeling just a little embarrassed as you wonder what training this visit will bring. Nodding excitedly and placing his bag down on your bed, Vincent answers, "Well that’s good to hear! I’m hoping that today’s session should exist as somewhat of a treat for you, an excuse to merely relax and allow yourself to be pampered. Though, I regret to say, embarrassing as it may be, I’ll require you to be nude for what I have planned. I’m just going to pop out and whip up the things I have waiting, so you ready yourself in my absence if you will", the silver haired man abruptly leaving your room in a rush without giving you a moment to respond. <<if $submission >= 20>>More than happy to comply with whatever he has planned, eager to see what your trainer has ready to treat you with, you begin getting ready.<<elseif $submission >= -20>>Used to getting nude for him by now, and intrigued to see what your trainer has prepared to treat you with, you begin getting ready.<<else>>Grumbling slightly at being told what to do, but looking forward to the treat he mentioned, you begrudgingly begin getting ready resisting the temptation to look in his bag.<</if>><<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, whilst putting them to one side,<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing and putting them to one side,<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Removing your $currentUnderwear and putting them to one side,<<else>>Already naked,<</if>> you figure you’re done as you can’t think of anything else Vincent asked of you. Thankfully it’s only another minute or two before your sponsor returns, a large metal tub cradled precariously in his arms. Setting the significantly proportioned receptacle in the center of your room with a loud huff of exertion, something that’s not surprising given how heavy it looks, what does surprise you is when he wheezes out, "Ali…Alice, do be a … dear and produce the hose for me. Nicely warm in temperature if you would oblige", his comments obviously directed towards the facilities resident omnipresent AI. Equally shocking, as Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. Deploying hose imminently, please stand back", you watch as a long segmented shining steel hose appears from a previously covered hole in the ceiling, stretching down like a snake as it finds its way to Vincent’s hand. "Thank you Alice", he joyfully chuckles back, fragrant water and bubbles erupting from the end of the flexible pipe to quickly fill the tub he had brought in, after which Vincent gives it a quick tug causing it to recede back above and once more into its concealment. "There, now that kerfuffle’s over we’re back on track", your tutor jokes, turning his attention back towards you as he retrieves his bag from where he left it on the bed, seemingly not commenting on your nude state, "Today’s intention was to give you a proper grooming, and like the good puppy you are I thought it best that you have a nice long soak and scrub. After you’re good and sparklingly clean, then I shall brush out your hair a tad and possibly style it depending on whether I imagine it’ll be possible to produce a proper look out of it. I’ve also brought with me some face paints and makeup, amongst other things, so we have those as options too. Anywho, for now would my sweet puppy-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> oblige me by crawling over here and letting me aid you in getting into the bathtub?". His question obviously rhetorical, you answer back, "Yes sir", before dropping down onto your hands and knees. Despite it only being a short distance over to where he stands, the time it takes you to crawl there feels significantly longer, embarrassment over your puppy-like movements only growing when Vincent runs his arms under your armpits and just below your belly in aid of hoisting you into the water-filled tub. With a loud, "SPLOOSH!", you land in the sudsy luke-warm water, the temperature a little cooler than either you’d prefer, or were ready for. Shivering slightly from the contrast between the half of you submerged in the bath and the other half that isn’t as you wait in it on all fours, Vincent coos comfortingly, "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>pup<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, let’s get you all washed up clean and fresh", urging you further down into the tub as he attempts to pour some additional water down your back helping vaguely warm you. Retrieving a big natural sponge, and a bulky bottle of shampoo, your trainer begins giving a thorough washing, rubbing you all over. It’s kind of nice, the sponge softly massaging your form, although it is a little embarrassing when he <<if $penis && $vagina>>pays extra attention to your cock and pussy, lathering them both up with slippery soap to ensure they’re both properly cleaned<<elseif $penis>>pays extra attention to your cock, lathering it up with slippery soap to ensure that it’s properly cleaned<<else>>pays extra attention to your pussy, emptying out multiple douching cylinders of your bathwater into its depths to ensure that it’s properly cleaned<</if>>. Finally, the silver-haired gentleman turns his focus to your hair, shampooing then rinsing it twice, both times carefully making sure to not get any of it in your eyes. Once more hoisting you out of the tub all in one surprise fluid motion, Vincent proceeds to towel you off with a huge and thick fluffy towel that he produces from his bag. Meanwhile, just in the corner of your eye you spot the hose descend back out of the ceiling, this time seemingly sucking your used bathwater back up its length rather than spewing out more liquid. Resting against the soft yet somewhat forceful towelling, you’re soon relatively dry. Led back over to the bed and placed once again in a loose kneeling position, Vincent next begins meticulously brushing your damp hair out, the pleasant sensation as he carefully untangles any little knots and delicately massages your scalp, placing you in a near-sleep state of content pampered relaxation. Your sponsor meanwhile comments to himself, "What should I do with this? <<if $hairLength <= 3>>Maybe some short curls? Those would make my pup’s hair look especially fluffy and adorable<<else>>Probably pigtails, though I could put some loose braids in too to give it a bit more structure<</if>>. Choices, choices … hmmm", as he seems to mull over what to do next. <<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $hairLength <= 3>><<set $hairStyle = 4>>The hairbrush once more stowed back from whence it came, Vincent pats you on the head comfortingly before explaining, "You’ve been superb so far my sweet puppy-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, wonderfully well behaved for me I must say. Just a tad longer until we’re done, I wish to put your hair in some loose curls, I think. You see, as short as it is your hair wouldn’t really be suitable for what I’d consider a more puppy-ish style, so instead we’ll have to compromise for some cute fluffy curls to give it a touch more volume. Now do remember to keep still, little puppy, wouldn’t want to accidentally clip you with the curler, would we?", the silver-haired gentleman retrieving a cordless curling iron from within his vast sack of supplies. Silently letting him continue with only a short whine over the end of your luxurious hair brushing, your helper begins taking the hair curling wand to your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair, placing small curlers into it after he’s ran the heat through it. It doesn’t take him long, and he seems surprisingly skilled at the process, the hot device never touching your scalp whilst Vincent fits in the curlers rather rapidly. After that’s done, he finishes it off by taking out the curlers a good ten minutes later during which time your eyes have started to droop, spraying the still cooling and now loose curls with a tiny spray bottle that had previously gone unnoticed.<<elseif $random == 1>><<set $hairStyle = 8>>The hairbrush once more stowed back from whence it came, Vincent pats you on the head comfortingly before explaining, "You’ve been superb so far my sweet puppy-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, wonderfully well behaved for me I must say. Just a tad longer until we’re done, I’m going to put your hair into a pair of loose pigtails, I think. You see, they are considered a rather puppy-ish style given their resemblance to drooping dog ears. This should be over in a flash, the process of tying off a pair of pigtails is rather uncomplicated", the silver-haired gentleman retrieving a couple of elastic hair ties from within his vast sack of supplies. Silently letting him continue with only a short whine over the end of your luxurious hair brushing, your helper begins separating your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair, collecting it into two even bunches on either side of your head. It doesn’t take him long, and he seems surprisingly skilled at the process, no hair overlapping to the wrong side across your hair parting. Then, to finish up he collects up one hair bundle then the other, looping the ties around them before letting them hang back down freely.<<elseif $random == 2>><<set $hairStyle = 9>>The hairbrush once more stowed back from whence it came, Vincent pats you on the head comfortingly before explaining, "You’ve been superb so far my sweet puppy-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, wonderfully well behaved for me I must say. Just a tad longer until we’re done, I’m going to put your hair into a pair of braided pigtails, I think. You see, they are considered a rather puppy-ish style given their resemblance to drooping dog ears but should hold firmer than standard ones. This, however, might take a short while, braiding is a fine art that cannot be rushed". Silently letting him continue with only a short whine over the end of your luxurious hair brushing, your helper begins separating the <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair on the left side of your head, collecting it three separate bunches. What follows next is the meticulous process as he attempts to create a somewhat loose simple three braid, weaving the strands together to create a chunky rope-like design. After that’s done and he ties it off at the end, all that is left for him to do is repeat matters on the right side, slowly yet skilfully creating the second, and last, braided pigtail.<</if>> <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>><<set _secondRandom = random(1,2)>><<if _secondRandom == 1 && $skinType != 1 && $skinType != 2 && $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 1>><<set _puppyMakeup = true>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullFace = 1>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Musing to himself once more as you patiently wait for him to tell you what’s next, Vincent deep in thought, he nods to himself with a quiet hum stating confidently, >"It’s just not quite complete I’d say. Give me just one more moment, the possibility of adding a quick and minor coating of face paint should help finalize the puppy-like appearance we’re aiming to produce", an insistent nudge urging you to turn around in your kneel to face him as he retrieves a palette of face painting supplies from his overstuffed bag. It’s hard to tell exactly what he’s doing, though you can feel his attentions mostly focussed on the area around your nose and mouth. Occasionally making soft cooing sounds at you whenever you start to feel restless, the slightly odd smelling face paint is slowly applied to your face with a slightly damp set of small sponges and brushes. By the end as he has you turn back around you have the impression that he’s made you look like you have a puppy’s muzzle complete with a cute black nose, though whether that’s the case you’ll need to check for yourself later. <</if>>Your puppy makeover now seemingly over, Vincent momentarily circles you, appraisingly viewing you in a rather critical manner for a good few minutes before you can’t help but comment, "Is everything okay sir?", hoping his silence isn’t a result of disapproval. Smiling back, he gives you another quick petting atop the head, answering reassuringly, "Oh yes my dear pup, nothing to worry about. Merely I was appraising whether you might be prepared yet to enter an accredited dog show. From what I can observe I think we’re close, at least in regard to your appearance, however I’d still insist on further training to better ensure an award placement for you within one. All in all, this is a wonderful sign of your suitability to become a ‘Pure Bred’ puppy. Though, I still can notice some unnecessary tension in your back and shoulders, likely on account of your busy schedule. That won’t stand at all, wait there just another moment my poor puppy-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and I’ll do my best to work it out for you", the lordly gentleman following through in short order with his offer to massage your back and shoulders for you. … Rousing you from your massage induced dozed off state, Vincent gently shakes your shoulder, "Time to wake-up $firstName. At least for the moment. I wouldn’t want to leave you asleep on the floor, you could catch a cold that way. But, well, you did remarkably today, I hope you had an enjoyable experience there and might appreciate the importance in grooming yourself in a puppy-like style. The hairstyling should last a few days before it’ll need restyling<<if _puppyMakeup>>, though the face paint will need renewing by the morning, might be worth investing in a face painting kit of your own<</if>>. For your good behaviour I’ll see to it that you’re awarded another 200 G.G.P to help cover your expenses, and to possibly treat yourself a little along the way. As for now, I think it best for me to take my leave, though not before giving you a short inspection". <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. Letting out a loud yawn, all the bathing, grooming and massaging proving to be more exhausting than you might have thought, you consider how nice it was to be looked after like that. Better yet, it’s not like anyone saw it, and you did make some extra points without having to really do anything, so you can’t really complain, even if it was a tiny bit embarrassing. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $ggp += 200>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 10>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to go get it, you soon realize your efforts are unnecessary as the door whooshes open, a figure silhouetted in the frame. Standing there you see a man in a muted green tweed suit, beneath which you spot, a blue checked waistcoat, muted yellow shirt, and red and yellow striped tie, his outfit making him feel rather overdressed even in comparison to many of the other important people you’ve seen about the facility. Further, today he seems to be carrying a long sports bag with him. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentSmall.png]]</div>Taking a better look at him as he steps inside purposefully but with a hint of trepidation, you spot atop his head a matching tweed flat-cap, his thick silver hair flowing back behind it, tied with an ornate wolf-shaped silver hair tie into a ponytail which reaches his mid back. Further, other than his eyes that are so pale blue that they’re almost silver as well, the man has one of the most exquisite moustaches you’ve ever seen, the waxed tips turned upwards in a mark of remarkable grooming. Of course, you’ve met the man before, as this is obviously Lord Vincent, your sponsor and pony-play trainer. "Hello $firstName, my pet. How does this evening treat you?", he asks you, a warm smile plastered across his face as he approaches. Starting to feel comfort in his presence, you respond, "Hello sir, it’s nice to see you again. I’m okay. Is there anything you need from me today?", feeling just a little embarrassed as you wonder what training this visit will bring. Nodding excitedly and gesturing to his bag, Vincent answers, "Well that’s good to hear! I’m hoping that today’s session should exist as somewhat of a treat for you, an excuse to merely relax and allow yourself to be pampered. Though, I regret to say, embarrassing as it may be, I’ll require you to be nude for what I have planned, and then we’ll need to go for a small walk. I’m just going to turn around as I wait to show some decorum, so please go about the first part of that if you will", the silver haired man averting his gaze just as he promised. <<if $submission >= 20>>More than happy to comply with whatever he has planned, eager to see what your trainer has ready to treat you with, you begin getting ready.<<elseif $submission >= -20>>Used to getting nude for him by now, though nervous about the talking of walking somewhere, you remain intrigued to see what your trainer has prepared to treat you with and begin getting ready.<<else>>Grumbling slightly at being told what to do, especially in light of the mention of walking somewhere else, but looking forward to the treat he mentioned, you begrudgingly begin getting ready resisting the temptation to look in his bag.<</if>><<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, whilst putting them to one side,<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing and putting them to one side,<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Removing your $currentUnderwear and putting them to one side,<<else>>Already naked,<</if>> you figure you’re done as you can’t think of anything else Vincent asked of you. Clearing his throat before turning back around to see you, having given you ample time to ready yourself, Vincent nods appreciatively at you for your compliance. Asking you next to, "Please would you put both your wrists together behind your back?", you awkwardly comply, with your trainer hastily placing a pair of leather restraints around your wrists which then hook together to limit your arm movements. Further, he attaches a short leash to the central link of the wrist restraints, long enough that he can walk in front of you without the leash getting in the way. Leading you out of your room and into the central dormitory room, <<if $exhibitionismSkill > 0>>you’re actually quite turned on by being displayed nude in front of other facility trainees, paraded around bound like a pony slave making your <<if $penis>>cock swell from the humiliation<<else>>pussy juice up from the humiliation<</if>><<else>>you’re mortified by being displayed nude in front of other facility trainees, the act making you feel below even them as if you were just livestock<</if>>. The journey doesn’t turn out to be too far though, the lordly trainer soon bringing you into the trainee’s communal bathroom, the bad still noticeably in his off hand. With a proud smile and a quick reassuring pet on your head, he continues by unhooking the leash as you’re placed in one of the open shower blocks. The unspoken command being to stay in place. More surprisingly to you, is when Vincent calls out to the room itself, " Alice, do be a dear and produce the hose for me. Nicely warm in temperature if you would oblige", his comments obviously directed towards the facilities resident omnipresent AI. Equally shocking, as Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. Deploying hose imminently, please stand back", you watch as a long segmented shining steel hose appears from a previously covered hole in the ceiling, stretching down like a snake as it finds its way to Vincent’s hand. Worryingly it seems that even in the showers she constantly is monitoring you. "Thank you Alice", he joyfully chuckles back, a deluge of water crashing into you without warning, causing you to stumble back against the tiled wall. Luke-warm water streaming across your form, your restraints allowing you no way to block it, all you can do is stand and take it with a shiver. Drenched to the bone, the temperature raises slightly, just enough to become more comfortable in spite the force from the hose. "There, now on track. Had to get you all wet first before. Next thing is we soap and shampoo you", your tutor explains, leaving the hose poised mid-air as he approaches you with a bar of soap and a bottle of shampoo, "Today’s intention was to give you a proper grooming, and given that you’re training to become a pony I thought it best to prepare you in an appropriate manner. After you’re good and sparklingly clean, then I shall brush out your hair a tad and possibly style it depending on whether I imagine it’ll be possible to produce a proper look out of it. I’ve also brought with me some face paints and makeup, amongst other things, so we have those as options too. Anywho, for now would my elegant pony-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> oblige me by standing still?". His question obviously rhetorical but starting to understand the situation better, you answer back a chastened, "Neigh!", as a soapy lather builds upon your skin emphasizing your beautiful nude form. Slightly embarrassingly he <<if $penis && $vagina>>pays extra attention to your cock and pussy, his hands lathering both the shaft and cleft<<elseif $penis>>pays extra attention to your cock, his hand wrapping around it as he carefully works it up and down<<else>>pays extra attention to your pussy, his hand accidentally tickling your clit enough to bring out a small giggle from you as he parts your labia<</if>>. Despite it being embarrassing to have to get nude and then paraded around by him, the way he compliments you and promises you more of such treatment is just starting to feel … well right. You are a pony after all, and pony’s need to be managed with a firm yet caring hand. Finally, the silver-haired gentleman turns his focus to your hair, rubbing a special fruit scented shampoo into it a section at a time before taking a step back. Reactivating the water flow, you’re once again subjected to a high-pressure blast, caught off guard and having to stumble to keep balance. Being rinsed off, you slowly turn on the spot when your trainer mimes to you to do so, your legs spread wide enough that you can be wash everywhere you need to be. Half-asleep from the pummelling, you only partially notice as Vincent proceeds to towel you off with a huge and thick fluffy towel that he produces from his bag. Meanwhile, just in the corner of your eye you spot the hose ascend back into the ceiling, back to being hidden away. Resting against the soft yet somewhat firm towelling, you’re soon suitably dry and being led back to your room. Led back over to your bed, Vincent politely urges you to kneel so that he can brush out your hair next. As promised, using a wide horse brush he beings work painstakingly brushing your still damp hair. The pleasant sensation as he carefully untangles any little knots and delicately massages your scalp placing you again in a near-sleep state of content pampered relaxation. Your sponsor meanwhile comments to himself, "What should I do with this? <<if $hairLength <= 3>>Maybe a short, straightened look? That would make my pony’s mane look especially well-groomed. With what we’re working with that would probably be for the best<<else>>So many options. I could go with a ponytail; that’s the classic option, though a braided ponytail could work too for a more formal look. I think you could even handle a straightened look, just as long as your hair is sleek and elegant it’ll be suitably pony-like<</if>>. Choices, choices … hmmm", as he seems to mull over what to do next. <<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $hairLength <= 3>><<set $hairStyle = 1>>The hairbrush once more stowed back from whence it came, Vincent pats you on the head comfortingly before explaining, "You’ve been excellent so far my obedient pony -<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, very responsive and quick to act. Just a little longer until we’re done, I wish to straighten your hair a smidge, I think. You see, as short as it is your hair wouldn’t really be suitable for what I’d consider a more complex style, so instead we’ll have to compromise for professionally straightening out what you have. Now do try to keep still, my sweet pony, wouldn’t want to accidentally snag your hair, would we?", the silver-haired gentleman retrieving a cordless highly technical pair of tongs from within his vast sack of supplies. Nodding your understanding, you let him continue with only a short whine over the end of your enjoyable hair brushing, your helper beginning by taking the straightening wand to your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair. Taking a small section of your hair, he carefully runs it through the middle of the device applying heat to it, the process short and simple. As such, it doesn’t take him long, the hot device never touching your scalp whilst Vincent checks patiently to make sure that the procedure has taken root. After that’s done, he finishes it off by spraying the still cooling hair with a tiny spray bottle that had previously gone unnoticed, from what you can guess finally setting the style.<<elseif $random == 1>><<set $hairStyle = 10>>The hairbrush once more stowed back from whence it came, Vincent pats you on the head comfortingly before explaining, "You’ve been excellent so far my obedient pony -<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, very responsive and quick to act. Just a little longer until we’re done, I wish to put your hair into a loose ponytail, I think. You see, ponytail’s not only have pony in the name, but free-flowing and collected as they usually resemble that of a horse’s flowing mane. This should be over in a flash too, the process of tying off a ponytail is rather uncomplicated after all", the silver-haired gentleman retrieving an elastic hair tie from within his vast sack of supplies. Nodding your understanding, you let him continue with only a short whine over the end of your enjoyable hair brushing, your helper begins collecting your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair into one single untangle bundle at the back of your head. It doesn’t take him long, and despite the simplicity of the task he still seems surprisingly skilled at the process, no hair getting pulled or knotted in the process. Then, to finish up he takes said bundle of hair, slotting it through the tie before looping the band a couple of times to tighten it before letting the ponytail hang back down freely.<<elseif $random == 2>><<set $hairStyle = 11>>The hairbrush once more stowed back from whence it came, Vincent pats you on the head comfortingly before explaining, "You’ve been excellent so far my obedient pony -<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, very responsive and quick to act. Just a little longer until we’re done, I wish to put your hair into braided ponytail I think, I think. You see, other than having the word pony in the name, a braided ponytail appears to the onlooker as a show of effort and poise on the part of the wearer, important for any pony. Now do try to keep still, wouldn’t want to have to take any longer on this than necessary, would we?", the silver-haired gentleman retrieving an elastic hair tie from within his vast sack of supplies. Nodding your understanding, you let him continue with only a short whine over the end of your enjoyable hair brushing, your helper beginning by separating your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair into three equally sized bunches. Taking the separated sections of hair, he next goes onto weaving the strands together starting at the root, the processing taking some time. More so, you’re quite surprised by the skill with which Vincent goes about the task, the older gentleman creating no knots or mis-weaves as he goes through the process. Eventually getting down to the tips of your hair, he finishes things off by tying it off with a hair tie, also spraying the bound hair with a tiny spray bottle that had previously gone unnoticed that you guess is to better set the style.<<elseif $random == 3>><<set $hairStyle = 3>> The hairbrush once more stowed back from whence it came, Vincent pats you on the head comfortingly before explaining, "You’ve been excellent so far my obedient pony -<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, very responsive and quick to act. Just a little longer until we’re done, I wish to straighten your hair a smidge, I think. You see, keeping your hair straight and sleek can be a pony-like style because it allows you to show off your natural mane as it were. Now do try to keep still, my sweet pony, wouldn’t want to accidentally snag your hair, would we?", the silver-haired gentleman retrieving a cordless highly technical pair of tongs from within his vast sack of supplies. Nodding your understanding, you let him continue with only a short whine over the end of your enjoyable hair brushing, your helper beginning by taking the straightening wand to your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair. Taking a large section of your hair, he carefully runs it through the middle of the device applying heat to it, the process short and simple. As such, it doesn’t take him long, the hot device never touching your scalp whilst Vincent checks patiently to make sure that the procedure has taken root. After that’s done, he finishes it off by spraying the still cooling hair with a tiny spray bottle that had previously gone unnoticed, from what you can guess finally setting the style.<</if>> <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Your pony makeover now seemingly over, Vincent momentarily circles you, appraisingly viewing you in a rather critical manner for a rather intense few minutes before you can’t help but comment, "Is everything okay sir?", hoping you haven’t done anything to displease him. Smiling back, he gives you another quick condescending petting atop the head, answering proudly, "Oh yes my dear pony, nothing to worry about. Merely I was appraising whether you might be prepared yet to enter a dressage competition. They’re rather important within pony-play circles and require both meticulous grooming and a pony with the utmost training. Overall, I believe that you’re close to suitable, even if the actual pre-competition grooming session would be much more elaborate, and you’d need to be suitably dressed in full pony dressage regalia. All in all, this is a wonderful sign of your suitability to become a ‘thoroughbred’ pony. Nonetheless, I still can notice some unnecessary tension in your back and shoulders, likely on account of your busy schedule. That won’t stand at all, stay where you are my poor pony-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and I’ll do my best to work it out for you", the lordly gentleman following through in short order with his offer to give you a full body massage. … Rousing you from your massage induced dozed off state, Vincent gently shakes your shoulder, "Time to wake-up $firstName. At least for the moment. I wouldn’t want to leave you asleep on the floor, you could catch a cold like that. But, well, you did remarkably today, I hope you had an enjoyable experience there and might appreciate the importance in grooming yourself in a pony-like style. The hairstyling should last a few days before it’ll need restyling. For your good behaviour I’ll see to it that you’re awarded another 200 G.G.P to help cover your expenses, and to possibly treat yourself a little along the way. As for now, I think it best for me to take my leave, though not before giving you a short inspection". <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. Letting out a loud yawn, all the bathing, grooming and massaging proving to be more exhausting than you might have thought, you consider how nice it was to be looked after like that. It was kind of embarrassing that some people might have seen it, but you did make some extra points without having to really do anything, so you can’t really complain. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

<<shower>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $ggp += 200>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 10>>As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to go get it, you soon realize your efforts are unnecessary as the door whooshes open, a figure silhouetted in the frame. Standing there you see a man in a muted green tweed suit, beneath which you spot, a blue checked waistcoat, muted yellow shirt, and red and yellow striped tie, his outfit making him feel rather overdressed even in comparison to many of the other important people you’ve seen about the facility. Further, today he seems to be carrying a long sports bag with him. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentSmall.png]]</div>Taking a better look at him as he steps inside purposefully but with a hint of trepidation, you spot atop his head a matching tweed flat-cap, his thick silver hair flowing back behind it, tied with an ornate wolf-shaped silver hair tie into a ponytail which reaches his mid back. Further, other than his eyes that are so pale blue that they’re almost silver as well, the man has one of the most exquisite moustaches you’ve ever seen, the waxed tips turned upwards in a mark of remarkable grooming. Of course, you’ve met the man before, as this is obviously Lord Vincent, your sponsor and kitten-play trainer. "Hello $firstName, my pet. How does this evening treat you?", he asks you, a warm smile plastered across his face as he approaches. Starting to feel comfort in his presence, you respond, "Hello sir, it’s nice to see you again. I’m okay. Is there anything you need from me today?", feeling just a little embarrassed as you wonder what training this visit will bring. Nodding excitedly and placing his bag down on your bed, Vincent answers, "Well that’s good to hear! I’m hoping that today’s session should exist as somewhat of a treat for you, an excuse to merely relax and allow yourself to be pampered. Though, I regret to say, embarrassing as it may be, I’ll require you to be nude for what I have planned. I’m just going to turn around as I wait to show some decorum, so please go about that if you will", the silver haired man averting his gaze just as he promised. <<if $submission >= 20>>More than happy to comply with whatever he has planned, eager to see what your trainer has ready to treat you with, you begin getting ready.<<elseif $submission >= -20>>Used to getting nude for him by now, and intrigued to see what your trainer has prepared to treat you with, you begin getting ready.<<else>>Grumbling slightly at being told what to do, but looking forward to the treat he mentioned, you begrudgingly begin getting ready resisting the temptation to look in his bag.<</if>><<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, whilst putting them to one side,<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing and putting them to one side,<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Removing your $currentUnderwear and putting them to one side,<<else>>Already naked,<</if>> you figure you’re done as you can’t think of anything else Vincent asked of you. Clearing his throat before turning back around to see you, having given you ample time to ready yourself, Vincent nods appreciatively at you for your compliance. However, as you were preoccupied with his task your trainer has retrieved a large plastic bowl from his bag, the appearance of which intrigues you to what comes next. Further surprising you, Vincent calls out to the room itself, " Alice, do be a dear and produce the hose for me. Nicely warm in temperature if you would oblige", his comments obviously directed towards the facilities resident omnipresent AI. Equally shocking, as Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. Deploying hose imminently, please stand back", you watch as a long segmented shining steel hose appears from a previously covered hole in the ceiling, stretching down like a snake as it finds its way to Vincent’s hand. "Thank you Alice", he joyfully chuckles back, fragrant water and bubbles erupting from the end of the flexible pipe to quickly fill the mixing-bowl sized tub he had retrieved, after which Vincent gives it a quick tug causing it to recede back above and once more into its concealment. "There, now that kerfuffle’s over we’re back on track", your tutor jokes, turning his attention back towards you as places the water-filled bowl on the floor then turns back to his bag again, seemingly not commenting on your nude state, "Today’s intention was to give you a proper grooming, and given the radiant kitten you are I thought we should start with a nice relaxing sponge bath for you. After you’re good and sparklingly clean, then I shall brush out your hair a tad and possibly style it depending on whether I imagine it’ll be possible to produce a proper look out of it. I’ve also brought with me some face paints and makeup, amongst other things, so we have those as options too. Anywho, for now would my sweet kitten-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> oblige me by getting down on all fours so I can begin?". His question obviously rhetorical but starting to feel more playful, you answer back a winked, "Meow!", as you slowly sink to the floor, your languid movements emphasizing your beautiful nude form. Despite it only being a little embarrassing to have to get nude and then get down on the floor for him, the way he compliments you and promises you a combination of treats and pampering is just starting to feel … well right. You are a kitten after all, and kittens deserve to be prized above all other pet-slaves. Now with a small collection of bathing supplies in hand, the most notable of which is a large soft looking sponge, your trainer approaches, bringing the water bowl with him. Having to kneel to properly access you, a funny sight in itself as the suited gentleman gets down next to you, you watch on as he dips the sponge in the water, ringing it out as he coos comfortingly, "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>kitten<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, let’s get you all washed up clean and fresh", the luxuriousness as the impossibly cushiony sponge touches your back almost making you purr in satisfaction. Continuing on, Vincent slowly but meticulously cleans your form, the damp sponge rubbing against your skin in such a decadent way that you almost lose your balance and collapse fully to the floor from over-relaxing. There’s just something about being so pampered that you don’t even have to bathe that brings a grin to your face. Although, it is a little embarrassing when he <<if $penis && $vagina>>pays extra attention to your cock and pussy, the sponge getting everywhere and then some<<elseif $penis>>pays extra attention to your cock, practically wrapping the sponge around it as he carefully works it up and down<<else>>pays extra attention to your pussy, the sponge tickling your clit enough to bring out a small giggle from you<</if>>. Finally, the silver-haired gentleman turns his focus to your hair, rubbing a special fruit scented shampoo into it a section at a time before running the sponge across those areas to rinse them off. Half-asleep from all his attention you only partially notice as Vincent proceeds to towel you off with a huge and thick fluffy towel that he produces from his bag. Meanwhile, just in the corner of your eye you spot the hose descend back out of the ceiling, this time seemingly sucking the used water back up its length rather than spewing out more liquid. Resting against the soft yet somewhat firm towelling, you’re soon comfortably dry. Urged to stand before being led back over to the bed, Vincent politely asks you to kneel so that he can brush out your hair next. As promised, using a rather ornate and likely antique hairbrush, he beings work painstakingly brushing your damp hair out, the pleasant sensation as he carefully untangles any little knots and delicately massages your scalp placing you again in a near-sleep state of content pampered relaxation. Your sponsor meanwhile comments to himself, "What should I do with this? <<if $hairLength <= 3>>Maybe a short, straightened look? Those would make my kitten’s hair look especially well-groomed. With what we’re working with that would probably be for the best<<else>>So many options. I could go with dolly ringlets; those always appear cute and expensive. Though, either pigtails or a straight style might possibly work instead, kittens have more options in these matters as long as they look well-groomed, so variety is often important<</if>>. Choices, choices … hmmm", as he seems to mull over what to do next. <<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $hairLength <= 3>><<set $hairStyle = 1>>The hairbrush once more stowed back from whence it came, Vincent pats you on the head comfortingly before explaining, "You’ve been superb so far my adorable kitten -<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, wonderfully well behaved for me I must say, if a tad cheeky. Just a little longer until we’re done, I wish to straighten your hair a smidge, I think. You see, as short as it is your hair wouldn’t really be suitable for what I’d consider a more complex style, so instead we’ll have to compromise for professionally straightening out what you have. Now do try to keep still, my mischievous kitten, wouldn’t want to accidentally snag your hair, would we?", the silver-haired gentleman retrieving a cordless highly technical pair of tongs from within his vast sack of supplies. Putting on your sweetest innocent expression, you let him continue with only a short whine over the end of your amazing hair brushing, your helper beginning by taking the straightening wand to your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair. Taking a small section of your hair, he carefully runs it through the middle of the device applying heat to it, the process short and simple. As such, it doesn’t take him long, the hot device never touching your scalp whilst Vincent checks patiently to make sure that the procedure has taken root. After that’s done, he finishes it off by spraying the still cooling hair with a tiny spray bottle that had previously gone unnoticed, from what you can guess finally setting the style.<<elseif $random == 1>><<set $hairStyle = 8>>The hairbrush once more stowed back from whence it came, Vincent pats you on the head comfortingly before explaining, "You’ve been superb so far my sweet kitten-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, wonderfully well behaved for me I must say, if a tad cheeky. Just a little longer until we’re done, I wish to put your hair into a pair of loose pigtails, I think. You see, pigtails can be a kitten-like style because when it comes to hairstyles as long as it appears stylish and sweet kittens can pull it off. This should be over in a flash too my mischievous kitten, the process of tying off a pair of pigtails is rather uncomplicated after all", the silver-haired gentleman retrieving a couple of elastic hair ties from within his vast sack of supplies. Putting on your sweetest innocent expression, you let him continue with only a short whine over the end of your amazing hair brushing, your helper begins separating your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair, collecting it into two even bunches on either side of your head. It doesn’t take him long, and he seems surprisingly skilled at the process, no hair overlapping to the wrong side across your hair parting. Then, to finish up he collects up one hair bundle then the other, looping the ties around them before letting them hang back down freely.<<elseif $random == 2>><<set $hairStyle = 5>>The hairbrush once more stowed back from whence it came, Vincent pats you on the head comfortingly before explaining, "You’ve been superb so far my adorable kitten -<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, wonderfully well behaved for me I must say, if a tad cheeky. Just a little longer until we’re done, I wish to put your hair into some loose ringlets I think, I think, those over-the-top style of wide girly dolly curls. You see, ringlets can be a kitten-like style because when it comes to hairstyles as long as it appears stylish and sweet kittens can pull it off. Now do try to keep still, my mischievous kitten, wouldn’t want to accidentally burn you with the curling iron, would we?", the silver-haired gentleman retrieving a cordless practically new looking curling iron from within his vast sack of supplies. Putting on your sweetest innocent expression, you let him continue with only a short whine over the end of your amazing hair brushing, your helper beginning by taking the curling iron to your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair. Taking a medium section of your hair, he carefully twists it around the device applying heat to it, the process simple enough if a little too close to a burning hot implement for your liking. Placing quite thick curlers into place after each application of the iron, the purpose seemingly to allow it some degree of time to set, you wait patiently. More so, you’re surprised by the skill with which Vincent goes about the process, the hot device never touching your scalp whilst Vincent checks patiently to make sure that the curls have taken. After that’s done and he’s once again removed the curlers, he finishes it off by spraying the still cooling hair with a tiny spray bottle that had previously gone unnoticed, from what you can guess finally setting the style.<<elseif $random == 3>><<set $hairStyle = 3>> The hairbrush once more stowed back from whence it came, Vincent pats you on the head comfortingly before explaining, "You’ve been superb so far my adorable kitten -<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, wonderfully well behaved for me I must say, if a tad cheeky. Just a little longer until we’re done, I wish to straighten your hair a smidge, I think. You see, keeping your hair straight and sleek can be a kitten-like style because when it comes to hairstyles as long as it appears stylish and sweet kittens can pull it off. Now do try to keep still, my mischievous kitten, wouldn’t want to accidentally snag your hair, would we?", the silver-haired gentleman retrieving a cordless highly technical pair of tongs from within his vast sack of supplies. Putting on your sweetest innocent expression, you let him continue with only a short whine over the end of your amazing hair brushing, your helper beginning by taking the straightening wand to your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair. Taking a large section of your hair, he carefully runs it through the middle of the device applying heat to it, the process short and simple. As such, it doesn’t take him long, the hot device never touching your scalp whilst Vincent checks patiently to make sure that the procedure has taken root. After that’s done, he finishes it off by spraying the still cooling hair with a tiny spray bottle that had previously gone unnoticed, from what you can guess finally setting the style.<</if>> <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>><<set _secondRandom = random(1,2)>><<if _secondRandom == 1 && $skinType != 1 && $skinType != 2 && $generalMakeup.currentFullFace != 1>><<set _kittenMakeup = true>><<set $generalMakeup.currentFullFace = 2>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Musing to himself once more as you patiently wait for him to tell you what’s next, Vincent deep in thought, he nods to himself with a quiet hum stating confidently, >"It’s just not quite complete I’d say. Give me just one more moment, the possibility of adding a quick and minor coating of face paint should help finalize the cat-like appearance we’re aiming to produce", an insistent nudge urging you to turn around in your kneel to face him as he retrieves a palette of face painting supplies from his overstuffed bag. It’s hard to tell exactly what he’s doing, though you can feel his attentions mostly focussed on the area around your nose and mouth. Occasionally making soft cooing sounds at you whenever you start to feel restless, the slightly odd smelling face paint is slowly applied to your face with a slightly damp set of small sponges and brushes. By the end as he has you turn back around you have the impression that he’s made you look like you have a cat’s muzzle complete with a cute black nose and whiskers, though whether that’s the case you’ll need to check for yourself later. <</if>>Your kitten makeover now seemingly over, Vincent momentarily circles you, appraisingly viewing you in a rather critical manner for a rather boring few minutes before you can’t help but comment, "Is everything okay sir?", hoping his silence isn’t going to continue. Smiling back, he gives you another quick condescending petting atop the head, answering proudly, "Oh yes my dear kitten, nothing to worry about. Merely I was appraising whether you might be prepared yet to enter an accredited kitten exhibition. They’re less well publicised than puppy, and mostly comprise of grooming and beauty events, but if you own a ‘pedigree’ kitten it would be a shame not to attend them. From what I can observe I think we’re close, at least in regard to your appearance, however further training to build your confidence and poise would likely aid in your placement within such competitions. All in all, this is a wonderful sign of your suitability to become a ‘Pure Bred’ kitten. Though, I still can notice some unnecessary tension in your back and shoulders, likely on account of your busy schedule. That won’t stand at all, hop up on the bed my poor kitten-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and I’ll do my best to work it out for you", the lordly gentleman following through in short order with his offer to give you a full body massage. … Rousing you from your massage induced dozed off state, Vincent gently shakes your shoulder, "Time to wake-up $firstName. At least for the moment. I wouldn’t want to leave you asleep without saying goodbye, it just wouldn’t be polite of me. But, well, you did remarkably today, I hope you had an enjoyable experience there and might appreciate the importance in grooming yourself in a kitten-like style. The hairstyling should last a few days before it’ll need restyling<<if _kittenMakeup>>, though the face paint will need renewing by the morning, might be worth investing in a face painting kit of your own<</if>>. For your good behaviour I’ll see to it that you’re awarded another 200 G.G.P to help cover your expenses, and to possibly treat yourself a little along the way. As for now, I think it best for me to take my leave, though not before giving you a short inspection". <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. Letting out a loud yawn, all the bathing, grooming and massaging proving to be more exhausting than you might have thought, you consider how nice it was to be looked after like that. Better yet, it’s not like anyone saw it, and you did make some extra points without having to really do anything, so you can’t really complain, even if it was a tiny bit embarrassing. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

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Before you are a list of options, your options for what the future holds for you. Whatever your previous stance, you decide that it might be best to pick your own fate this time seeing how serious the situation has become. As you read the options, Vincent meanwhile calmly describes for you what they’ll entail. The first option describes the possibility for your former pet-play trainer Vincent to purchase you personally, teaching you over a much greater period of time how to be a puppy-slave. Seeing the option that you’re reading, Vincent explains, "Maybe somewhat … unorthodox, however, you’ve most certainly piqued my interest. In my professional option I consider you more than capable of becoming a ‘pedigree’ quality puppy if you were to properly commit yourself to the lifestyle. In fact, it’s highly possible this little shock could even be positive in helping you realize the importance of dedication to your training. Whilst I would have to be sterner with you than previously to ensure your success, and there would be no expedited certification of your pet status, if you chose to be my puppy for certain I can confirm for you a long and comfortable life living with me at my manor", his sales pitch complete, it’s clearly evident that the silver-haired gentleman has great interest in keeping ownership of you. The next option covers the alternative that you could be sold off to a kitten-slave café. Whilst it takes you a moment to realize exactly what they’re trying to convey here, after some thought you manage to piece together that an upmarket appointment-only café is looking to purchase a small number of kitten-slaves for their business in order to create a more sexualized version of the kind of cat café where people visit to pet kittens and drink tea. Smiling, Vincent explains, "An unusual request, but one which certainly tickled my fancy. The owner is looking for a few kitten-slaves to live in the store, play with each other, interact with customers, and so forth. As the business isn’t interested in entering you into any competitions your lack of certification is unimportant, and you would have both a great deal of attention and the company of other kittens, not to mention a more than comfortable roof over your head. The only real drawback in my opinion is that you’ll be owned by the business rather than one distinct owner, which may not offer the intimacy that many pet-slaves desire. Regardless, a more than suitable option should you take it". The third option involves an opulent country estate retreat which caters to providing relaxing fetishy holidays to the rich and famous. More specifically, they’re looking for two pony-slaves for their stables, their intention being to offer pony-cart rides around the property, along with some more imaginative sexual services. Nodding, Vincent explains, "One of my more frequent appeals, at least when it comes to pony’s. At least a few times a year we get someone who wants a pony or two for usage on their estate. Again, as you wouldn’t be entering dressage competitions your lack of certification won’t be an issue, and you’d certainly be both well-cared for and given significant volumes of attention from this request, not to forget the appeal for two pony’s would ensure you had a companion to share your time with. More interestingly, despite being a holiday retreat you would be owned specifically by the Mistress of the house, one Baroness Lulelm, a particularly stern yet involved woman who would personally oversee your training and care, albeit in part through her household staff. Possibly the biggest drawback that I can see is her commitment to the lifestyle likely leading to you sleeping out in the stables, though that isn’t unusual for pony-slaves". The fourth option involves an up-and-coming amusement park that cater to a more adult audience. As part of their Pet-Play zoo they’re looking for a sizable number of <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>bunny-girls<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>bunny-boys<<else>>bunny-girls and a few bunny-boys<</if>>. It seems like they’re planning to open a section of the park where the bunny-slaves hop around and are free to be fed and pet by the visitors. Nodding, Vincent explains, "One of our newer bulk buyers, Yohan Albrecht is aiming to produce a Pet-Play themed adult theme park featuring pet-slaves as part of the attractions. I’ve previously had a few more specialized requests from him, for specifically trained pet-slaves to take part in his shows and safari experience. This time though he’s instead been requisitioning bunny-slaves in bulk to go in his bunny-themed park section. From what I understand he’s constructed a permanently sunny section of the park filled with grassy meadows and hillocks, with a few rides and restaurants mixed throughout it. The bunny-slaves will need to just mill around the area doing their own thing, playing with each other, though will need to put up with some petting and attention when the guests approach them. Not too difficult a position. Possibly the biggest drawback that I can see is that you’ll not have a specific owner, as you’ll be owned by the park, so you’ll not have the level of attention and care a master or mistress would give". Your options all spelled out for you, your pet-play tutor looks on, waiting patiently for you to select your fate. Do you: [[Choose to become Vincent’s puppy-slave|Pet-Play Vincent Puppy Bad End]] [[Choose to be sent to the kitten café|Pet-Play Kitten Café Bad End]] [[Choose to become the pony-slave of Baroness Lulelm|Pet-Play Cart Pony Bad End]] [[Choose to be sent to the Bunny Park|Pet-Play Bunny Bad End]]

Slowly coming to your senses, you take a deep breath as you try to remember what happened to make you feel so groggy. Your limbs surprisingly heavy when you attempt to move them, the last thing that comes to mind was Vincent’s visit … and that something didn’t go so well. Finally recovering enough to fully rouse yourself, you wearily open your eyes, taking in a very different set of surroundings than last you remember. Indeed, you seem to be in some sort of cage or cell, three walls made of concrete, the last comprised of steel bars and an inbuilt gate. With enough room for you to stand and wander about in, where you’re trapped could be worse, especially when you take in the soft cushions, blankets and fluffy circular pet-bed like structure you’ve been left in. That said, there doesn’t seem to be much else to focus your interest on, the other side of the bars a corridor flanked with another similar cell to yours, though that one seems empty from what you can see. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentLarge.png]]</div> After a few more minutes of recuperating, the sound of footsteps becomes noticeable over the deafening silence, anything to break the boredom of your cell already a welcome change of pace. Not surprisingly, as the footfalls become louder you eventually catch sight of your captor, your distinguished trainer Vincent presenting himself with a sombre expression upon his countenance, "My sincerest apologies my former trainee. I hope you find yourself comfortable and not in too great a state of distress. Sadly, after repeated failures in your studies with me it has been judged by the Center’s executive board to be moved up for immediate sale. One small bright point though is that as I’ve invested significant time and resources into your training you’ve been remanded into my custody for purposes of your sale, with the resulting profits split between both parties. That might not sound beneficial to you on the face of it, but I have never placed a slave with a potential Master or Mistress who wasn’t a good fit for both parties" Opening your mouth, you try to respond to him, but nothing comes out however hard you try. Confusion and the beginnings of fear starting to make your adrenaline spike. "Please don’t panic my pet. Setting your nanite swarm to cancel out speech is standard procedure for the capture and transport of unruly slaves", Vincent calmly comments, his tone remarkably reassuring, "This might seem a tad rushed, however we’re on a ticking-clock with proceedings, again that’s Center bureaucracy for you. Thankfully the constant deluge of requests I receive, even after removing those that fail my vetting process, and exempting those that have inquired over ‘pedigree’ pet-slaves, still leaves us with a sizeable list of potential options from you to decide between. Give things a look over, you might be more pleasantly surprised than you expect, even in spite of the situation you currently find yourself in", a warm smile reaching his eyes with that final pronouncement. Pulling a small tablet computer from within the breast pocket of this jacket, he holds it in front of the bars. Looking up at it, you see the [[list of potential choices for what will happen to you|Pet-Play Caught Processing]].

<<if $petPlayTrainerType == 1>><<if $ears == 2 || $tail == 2 || $currentHairAccessory == "Dog Ear Clips" || $currentHairAccessory == "Dog Ear Hair Band" || $currentButtplug == "Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug" || $currentButtplug == "Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug" || $currentButtplug == "Black Leather Puppy Harness">>Seemingly happy with your appearance, Vincent comments, "Superb! Truly excellent!<<if $ears == 2>> Not actually necessary for puppy-play, but I do think your dog ears suit you, very fetching.<</if>><<if $tail == 2>> A real tail, astounding! Body modifications aren’t necessary for puppy-play, but a tail that actually wags is adorable and in-keeping.<</if>><<if $currentHairAccessory == "Dog Ear Hair Band" || $currentHairAccessory == "Dog Ear Clips">> Those faux puppy ears are perfect, lovely and just the right amount of accessorising.<</if>><<if $currentButtplug == "Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug" || $currentButtplug == "Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug">> A butt plug tail is certainly appropriate, practical and gives you that perfect puppy waggle in your step.<</if>><<if $currentClothing == "Black Leather Puppy Harness">> Ah yes, your puppy harness, I can’t think of a more appropriate outfit for you to wear to get into that puppy headspace, good job.<</if>> I can’t see a single issue with your style, rest well in the knowledge of that", his proud beaming smile putting you at ease.<<else>><<set $petPlayTrainerPunishment += 1>>Frowning, seemingly unhappy with your appearance, Vincent comments, "Not satisfactory! I can’t see anything that even remotely indicates you to be a puppy. You must understand, if you don’t dress the part, you’ll never feel the part. It doesn’t have to be much, an accessory or a suitable body modification would be enough, there just needs to be some indicator that you’re trying", his disappointment painted across his brow.<</if>><<elseif $petPlayTrainerType == 2>><<if $ears == 1 || $tail == 1 || $currentHairAccessory == "Cat Ear Clips" || $currentButtplug == "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug" || $currentClothing == "Black Latex Kitten Bodysuit">>Seemingly happy with your appearance, Vincent comments, "Superb! Truly excellent!<<if $ears == 1>> Not actually necessary for kitten-play, but I do think your cat ears suit you, very fetching.<</if>><<if $tail == 1>> A real tail, astounding! Body modifications aren’t necessary for kitten-play, but a tail that actually swishes about is adorable and in-keeping.<</if>><<if $currentHairAccessory == "Cat Ear Clips">> Those faux cat ears are perfect, lovely and just the right amount of accessorising.<</if>><<if $currentButtplug == "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug">> A butt plug tail is certainly appropriate, practical and gives you that kitten swagger in your step.<</if>><<if $currentClothing == "Black Latex Kitten Bodysuit">> Ah yes, your kitten bodysuit, I can’t think of a more appropriate outfit for you to wear to get into that kitten headspace, good job.<</if>> I can’t see a single issue with your style, rest well in the knowledge of that", his proud beaming smile putting you at ease.<<else>><<set $petPlayTrainerPunishment += 1>>Frowning, seemingly unhappy with your appearance, Vincent comments, "Not satisfactory! I can’t see anything that even remotely indicates you to be a kitten. You must understand, if you don’t dress the part, you’ll never feel the part. It doesn’t have to be much, an accessory or a suitable body modification would be enough, there just needs to be some indicator that you’re trying", his disappointment painted across his brow.<</if>><<elseif $petPlayTrainerType == 3>><<if $ears == 9 || $tail == 9 || $currentButtplug == "Red Pony Tail Butt Plug" || $currentClothing == "Black Leather Pony Harness">>Seemingly happy with your appearance, Vincent comments, "Superb! Truly excellent!<<if $ears == 9>> Not actually necessary for pony-play, but I do think your pony ears suit you, very fetching.<</if>><<if $tail == 9>> A real tail, astounding! Body modifications aren’t necessary for pony-play, but a tail that actually swishes about is adorable and in-keeping.<</if>><<if $currentButtplug == "Red Pony Tail Butt Plug">> A butt plug tail is certainly appropriate, practical and gives you that perfect pony sashay in your step.<</if>><<if $currentClothing == "Black Leather Pony Harness">> Ah yes, your pony harness, I can’t think of a more appropriate outfit for you to wear to get into that pony headspace, good job.<</if>> I can’t see a single issue with your style, rest well in the knowledge of that", his proud beaming smile putting you at ease.<<else>><<set $petPlayTrainerPunishment += 1>>Frowning, seemingly unhappy with your appearance, Vincent comments, "Not satisfactory! I can’t see anything that even remotely indicates you to be a pony. You must understand, if you don’t dress the part, you’ll never feel the part. It doesn’t have to be much, an accessory or a suitable body modification would be enough, there just needs to be some indicator that you’re trying", his disappointment painted across his brow.<</if>><</if>>

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<<addToFurniture "Long Padded Top Cage">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a section containing display models of pet-furniture, you select for yourself a long red padded top black steel locking BDSM cage. Filling out one of the nearby order slips, as you’re pretty sure you’re not supposed to pick up the display furniture, you take your order slip back over to Skyler. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Oh … um, that’s … um, well it’s really co…cosy. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. So soft, you’re l…lucky to find such a nice one. Cages are awe…all the rage, but, um, I think they’d be k…kind of …. um, embarrassing, especially one w…where you’d have no choice but to, um, lie down in it. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she gives you a receipt with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, all while smiling at you awkwardly as she explains that your furniture will be delivered and installed within your room before you get home. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToFurniture "Hay Filled Wooden Stall">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a section containing display models of pet-furniture, you select for yourself a complete gated wooden stall filled with hay, the kind you might find livestock in within a barn. Filling out one of the nearby order slips, as you’re pretty sure you’re not supposed to pick up the display furniture, you take your order slip back over to Skyler. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Oh … um, that’s … um, well it’s really bea…big. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. So soft is that s…synth hay, you’re l…lucky to find such a nice one. Installing these … home s…stalls is all the rage, but, um, I think they’d be k…kind of …. um, embarrassing, especially one w…where you’d have no choice but to, um, lie in hay. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she gives you a receipt with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, all while smiling at you awkwardly as she explains that your furniture will be delivered and installed within your room before you get home. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToFurniture "Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you stumble across an area filled with a variety of sex furniture on display, ranging from padded spanking benches to intimidating metal restraining pieces, your eyes catching instead on a grey circular cushion pet bed. Sensing that you’re not supposed to take the display model with you, you instead write out its code on a nearby slip before bringing the order form back to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wowzer, that’s a pretty narly lifestyle choice there! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Those pet beds are major comfy, slept in one when I accidentally locked myself in here overnight, you just curl right up into them and it’s full snuggle-mode! We should slumber party sometime, it would be great to capacity test it, and I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner which she runs across your order slip looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile informs you that your new piece of furniture will be delivered and installed within your room by the time you return. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToFurniture "Long Padded Top Cage">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you stumble across an area filled with a variety of sex furniture on display, ranging from padded spanking benches to intimidating metal restraining pieces, your eyes catching instead on a long metal padded top cage. Sensing that you’re not supposed to take the display model with you, you instead write out its code on a nearby slip before bringing the order form back to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wowzer, that’s a pretty narly lifestyle choice there! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Cages, what’s not to love! This cage is especially awesome though, like woo you’ve got the padded bench on top to play with, and it locks for some super kinky play, nice and comfy too I’d say from when my ex-girlfriend had me have a play with one. We should slumber party sometime, it would be great to try stuffing it to capacity, and I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner which she runs across your order slip looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile informs you that your new piece of furniture will be delivered and installed within your room by the time you return. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

You find yourself in front of your huge cushiony grey pet bed, sized to be able to fit a fully grown adult. Inside it, you have <<if $bedType ==0>>plain pink blankets<<else>>plain blue blankets<</if>>, though have no need for pillows due to the soft thick outer ring of the bed already fulfilling that purpose. <<if $furniture.indexOf("Ultimate mattress") != -1>>Interestingly, because you have an ‘Ultimate Mattress’ on your bed, they’ve provided you with a special inset for your pet bed, the replacement base indescribably comfortable to the touch. <</if>>Other notable features of your pet bed that you know of include, that it contains a loop for you to be leashed to overnight, and that it has heating and massage functions for your additional pleasure.<<if !$mobileView>> [img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/GreyPetBed.png]]<</if>> Currently, you <<if $sleepLocation == 2>>sleep in your pet bed at night<<else>>you don’t currently sleep in your pet bed at night<</if>>, however, you could always <<if $sleepLocation == 2>>[[choose to stop sleeping in your pet bed|Room Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed][$sleepLocation = 0]]<<else>>[[choose to start sleeping in your pet bed|Room Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed][$sleepLocation = 2]]<</if>>. Finished interacting with your pet bed, you find yourself <a data-passage="Room Hub">standing in your bedroom</a>.

You find yourself in front of your long black steel cage with the red leather padded top, sized to be able to fit a fully-grown adult lying down. Inside it, you have <<if $bedType ==0>>plain pink blankets<<else>>plain blue blankets<</if>>, along with a couple of fluffy pillows to help you sleep. <<if $furniture.indexOf("Ultimate mattress") != -1>>Interestingly, because you have an ‘Ultimate Mattress’ on your bed, they’ve provided you with a special padded inset floor for your cage, the replacement base indescribably comfortable to the touch despite only looking like a thin red leather padded segment. <</if>>Other notable features of your long cage that you know of include, that it is fully lockable, and that the padded bench atop of it could either be used as the bed for another person or alternatively as a spanking bench for disciplining you.<<if !$mobileView>> [img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/BlackCageBed.png]]<</if>> Currently, you <<if $sleepLocation == 3>>sleep in your padded top cage at night<<else>>you don’t currently sleep in your pet bed at night<</if>>, however, you could always <<if $sleepLocation == 3>>[[choose to stop sleeping in your long cage|Room Long Padded Top Cage][$sleepLocation = 0]]<<else>>[[choose to start sleeping in your long cage|Room Long Padded Top Cage][$sleepLocation = 3]]<</if>>. Finished interacting with your long padded top cage, you find yourself <a data-passage="Room Hub">standing in your bedroom</a>.

You find yourself in front of your huge wooden walled animal stall, the kind that one would normally expect to find on a farm filled with cows or horses. The front of the stall additionally has bars on the upper half so it’s easier to view inside, a stall gate set in the middle. Inside it, you have a mass of strange hay to sleep on, the hay much softer than the normal scratchier variant you might otherwise expect. <<if $furniture.indexOf("Ultimate mattress") != -1>>Interestingly, because you have an ‘Ultimate Mattress’ on your bed, they’ve provided you with an even softer special variant of the pet hay, the replacement indescribably comfortable to the touch despite appearing to your eye as just dried long grass. <</if>>Other notable features of your pet bed that you know of include, that it is fully lockable, and that it contains a food and water trough in case you need a snack or drink in the night.<<if !$mobileView>> [img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/PetStall.png]]<</if>> Currently, you <<if $sleepLocation == 4>>sleep in your wooden stall at night<<else>>you don’t currently sleep in your wooden stall at night<</if>>, however, you could always <<if $sleepLocation == 4>>[[choose to stop sleeping in your animal stall|Room Hay Filled Wooden Stall][$sleepLocation = 0]]<<else>>[[choose to start sleeping in your animal stall|Room Hay Filled Wooden Stall][$sleepLocation = 4]]<</if>>. Finished interacting with your hay filled wooden stall, you find yourself <a data-passage="Room Hub">standing in your bedroom</a>.

Pointing towards the option to be Vincent’s puppy, you select your fate. With a relieved sigh, the stately gentleman takes a moment to catch his breath, Vincent responding with an elated, "Astounding! Truly marvellous! Whilst things didn’t proceed in the way I’d wished previously, hopefully we can put a line under that and start anew. Your training won’t be easy, however with a little gumption and perseverance you’ll be a ‘pedigree’ puppy yet. I really cannot put to words how truly happy your decision makes me. Despite only knowing each other for a short time, I’ve already taken a shine to you, I foresee a bright future for us together. In particular I can barely contain my excitement for showing you your new home, though that will have to wait until you’ve earned it. As I referred to prior, it’s essential I’m sufficiently strict this time to ensure a smooth transition into your new lifestyle". With a large yawn, sudden fatigue overtakes you, causing your eyelids to once more droop. As you start drifting off back to sleep in the pet-bed you only recently awoke in, Vincent begins unlocking your cell door, approaching you warmly. Comforted by his calming presence, warm and contented, your consciousness fades as you fall into a peaceful sleep. <hr> Many months later: Rolling over to spot the first hints of sunlight which peek through the curtains of the immense antique four poster bed, you yawn and awkwardly rub the sleep from your eyes with the back of your furry paw glove. Glancing over to the still resting form of your Master from your usual sleeping spot atop the covers, your favourite fuzzy blanket beneath you a concession to keep you warm during the winter months, you stretch out, readying to wake him up but ultimately deciding to give him a little longer before you do so. Having nothing better to do, you begin pawing at your fine leather collar, remembering the day that your Master gave you it as if it were yesterday. The tinkling of your nametag rattling on its loop still giving you a tingle of embarrassment, your name "<<if $pronoun == 1>>Pepper<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Bear<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Pepper<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Pepper<<else>>Bear<</if>>", boldly engraved on it, a result of an incident early in your training where <<if $pronoun == 1>>you tried to steal some people food off of your masters plate and accidentally ate a particularly hot pepper, the outcome of which was not comfortable<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>you tried to flee from one of Master’s training sessions but were found after letting out a loud squeal, scared half to death by a taxidermized bear on display that you mistook for a live one<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>you tried to steal some people food off of your masters plate and accidentally ate a particularly hot pepper, the outcome of which was not comfortable<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>you tried to steal some people food off of your masters plate and accidentally ate a particularly hot pepper, the outcome of which was not comfortable<<else>>you tried to flee from one of Master’s training sessions but were found after letting out a loud squeal, scared half to death by a taxidermized bear on display that you mistook for a live one<</if>>. If you were honest with yourself, a lot of those early months with Master were kind of embarrassing to get through, your new life not one that puts a lot of stock in dignity. Sleeping outside chained up to the specially constructed doghouse your Master had built for you was one of the hardest to get used to parts. Though, you never were cold or particularly uncomfortable in it, something that has caused you to wonder if the doghouse was more than it seemed. You slept there for a while, probably close to a month before you earned the privilege to sleep inside in a comfy pet-bed, and months further still before you were allowed up on Master’s actual bed. Then there was all that training, quickfire commands you needed to instantly follow, holding poses for what felt like hours, and any failure would lead to a short sharp blow of a riding crop to your rear. Worse by far were the few times you actively misbehaved, as those were the times when Master became more creative. Having your bath-time privileges reduced to being rinsed with a cold hose, being left muddy and stinky for days, that one time with the real wet dog food, exceedingly public nude walkies, that other time he gave you such a powerful plugged aphrodisiac enema that <<if $penis>>you were erect for days<<else>>you left a pool of fem-cum similar to a slugs trail<</if>>, and not even going into what he did with your bathroom privileges. Some of those were pretty awful, but they made the point over who was in charge and what to expect if you continued to ignore the rules. At least now you have a little more wiggle-room for misbehaving … so least as long as you do it in a playful way that is. Of everything that changed, maybe the worst part of all was your altered diet. It wasn’t surprising to you that some slave owners fed them on a bland kibble like substance, but when you were instructed to eat the unpalatable food face-first from a dog bowl the experience was wholly more degrading. Master was insistent though, and you eventually learned to appreciate that he never left you waiting with an empty stomach, your kibble meals these now reduced to only one bowl a day. Indeed, you were quite proud when Master began giving you people food in your doggy bowl, and not just scraps either but proper meals worth of it. In fact, it took you a while to accept that you were allowed it all. And, of course, Master even from the start liked to feed you various treats when you behaved, those ranging from small pieces of meat, to candies, to even small amounts of whatever he was having, all understandably hand fed to you. The day that he announced to that you’d earned your ‘pedigree’ is still one of your fondest memories, despite having to be taken in your travel cage to the Pet-Play Association's offices for the final medical examination and tattooing. The puppy-paw of approval permanently marked on your right butt-cheek a signal to all other pet-slaves of your status and value. Other than the validation of all the hard work you put in, it was the day that Vincent gave you your ornate gold and leather collar, signifying his permanent commitment to owning you. You also got presents and cake, so there’s that part too. Realizing that you’ve probably given him enough time already, the light through the drapes now coming through much brighter, you pick yourself up onto your hands and knees. Your paws gloves and matching padded knee length socks softening the already cushiony bedding below you, you slowly crawl up the bed towards where your Master rests. <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>With some difficulty given the mittens buckled at your wrists you go about the first of your expected chores of the day, scrabbling under the covers. Now within the warm confines of your Master’s bedding, moving without sight you feel your way around to your target, the bulging pair of boxers that you’ve anticipated getting into since you awoke. Fully in position, using all your well-taught skill you masterfully pull his boxers down with your teeth, in the process getting a face full of the sweaty masculine odour that you’ve so grown to love, an added treat to start the morning with. As you indulge yourself by pressing your nose up to his scrotum and taking in a hefty whiff of his morning scent, your Master’s voice muffled by the bedding between you causes you to freeze in place. "Seems my playful scamp of an alarm clock is running perfectly on time", he chuckles causing you a twinge of excitement, "Though you might be running a tad low there unless you plan on giving my balls a good tongue lashing <<if $pronoun == 1>>Pepper<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Bear<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Pepper<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Pepper<<else>>Bear<</if>>", his comment an obvious hint for what you should do next in light of your mischievous decision. Lathering his scrotum with long puppy-like licks of adoration, the taste of a night’s worth of ball sweat begins seeping into your taste buds, much to your delight. Meanwhile, your Master has managed to reach your <<if $penis>>cock with his hand, which he begins to firmly pump<<else>>pussy with his hand, which he begins to firmly pump two fingers into<</if>>. Despite the pleasure you’re feeling you know that your main job is to pleasure your Master, many punishments having been doled out in the process of teaching you that, and so you in earnest begin sucking on his testicle delicately. As he picks up the pace of his playing with your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>cunt<</if>>, your Master comments breathlessly, "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl Pepper<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy Bear<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>girl Pepper<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl Pepper<<else>>boy Bear<</if>>, now swallow the … shaft and remember not to waste a drop". With a short playful, "WOOF!", you follow his command, only delaying a moment to give his resplendent penis a quick lick up its length first. Indeed, after enough training, just like the greedy puppy you are, you’ve learned how to swallow down your Master’s cock in one fluid motion, the heft in your throat only enhancing your own experience. Bobbing up and down with an intent to get him off, this merely the first time of likely many more throughout the day, you soon feel the wonderful warmth in your stomach as his cum flows into it, your own passionate orgasm being brought about only a minute or so later. Licking his drool-soaked cock clean of every last drop as he pets your head affectionately, you know already that this is going to be a great day.<<else>>Nuzzling his arm to awaken him your Master stirs from his slumber with ease, smiling at you warmly as he pronounces with a laugh, "Seems my playful scamp of an alarm clock is running perfectly on time", his chuckles causing you a twinge of excitement, "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl Pepper<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy Bear<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>girl Pepper<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl Pepper<<else>>boy Bear<</if>>. I think it’d be appropriate for us both to get our breakfasts abut now, what do you think?", his question prompting you to respond with how you’ve been trained to. With a playful, "WOOF!", as you bounce back and forth slightly in your excitement, your Master pets your head affectionately. Your stomach rumbling in agreement as you relax against his touch, you know already that this is going to be a great day.<</if>> Pulling back the curtains on his immense four poster bed and climbing out of it, your Master holds it open for you as you bound down onto the soft bedside rug, waiting attentively next to him to lead you on down to the dining room. Walking step-in-step across the room, your Master comments happily, "I’m thinking bacon, sausage and scrambled eggs today to start with. You’ll enjoy something out of that won’t you <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>girl<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>", his question rhetorical yet still provoking a couple of gleeful barks out of your mouth. "WOOF! WOOF!". "Well I suppose it wouldn’t be too objectionable to swap your morning kibble out for a portion of those instead. However, you’ll need to make up for it with an extra long walk around the estate later. Is that acceptable to you <<if $pronoun == 1>>Pepper<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Bear<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Pepper<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Pepper<<else>>Bear<</if>>?", he adds, giving you a pet on the head as you crawl beside him. Offering another loud affirmative, "WOOF!", as you accidentally begin drooling at the thought of how good the breakfasts your Masters maid makes for you both are, it seems you were right about this being a great day. Thrilled that you’ve got upcoming tasty food, lots of exercise around a beautiful countryside estate, and whatever else your Master has planned to fill your day, you faithfully shadow his footsteps truly content with your situation. Maybe being treat like dog isn’t that bad at all? Ending 12: A Dog’s Life (Pet-Play) <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

Pointing towards the option to be a cat café kitten, you select your fate. With a relieved sigh, Vincent responding happily, "Excellent choice I must say! Whilst things didn’t proceed in the way I’d wished with your training, hopefully you can put a line under that and start anew. Whilst you’ll in technicality be owned by the business, Paws & Claws Café, the young lady who’ll be taking care of you is a rather charming girl, and a particularly soft touch too. All I’m saying is I don’t suspect she’ll be feeding you slave kibble and making you sleep outside anytime soon. Keep the business and their clients happy and you’ll be ensured a stable and comfortable future. Whilst this is goodbye for now, I will be making periodic visits to check-in on you, so if any funny business occurs on either side between you and your new owner, I’ll hear about it. Remember to stay on your best behaviour, and good luck". With a large yawn, sudden fatigue overtakes you, causing your eyelids to once more droop. As you start drifting off back to sleep in the pet-bed you only recently awoke in, Vincent begins unlocking your cell door, approaching you warmly. Comforted by his calming presence, warm and contented, your consciousness fades as you fall into a peaceful sleep. … As awareness begins to come back to your senses, the first thing you notice is how remarkably soft the surface you’re resting on it a thick fur nestling against your skin. The second thing you observe, only a split-second later, is the rich aroma of pastries that hangs in the air, the delicious scent so tantalizing that you have to concentrate not to drool a little as it causes your stomach to growl with wanting. "Meow?", a quizzical yet delicate feminine voice sounds off as something that resembles a large squishy cat’s paw pokes you. Opening your eyes, you notice a petite curious girl kneeling beside you, indeed poking you with a large pink furred cat-paw mitten. Most notably, she has a bright pink mop of curly hair, topped with an equally shocking pink pair of fake clip-on cat ears, a fluffy unnaturally pink cat tail trailing around her side in a way that makes you suspect it might be a butt plug. She’s also otherwise completely naked, her tiny A-Cup breasts, vagina and pink pubic bush all prominently on display. Trying to respond, you jump slightly as things don’t go as you suspect, instead your own, "Meow?", comes out of your mouth. Though that’s not the only surprising aspect of your situation, your own nudity, <<if $ears != 1>>freshly glued on cat ears<<else>>freshly applied ribbons and bells around the base of your cat ears<</if>>, and <<if $tail != 1>>extremely filling cat tail butt plug<<else>>newly applied ribbons along the length of your cat tails<</if>>, all add up to a more shocking whole. "Leave the new <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>kitten<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> to rest Floss, <<if $pronoun == 1>>she’s<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he’s<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they’ve<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> been through a long day. <<if $pronoun == 1>>She’ll<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>He’ll<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>They’ll<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>She’ll<<else>>He’ll<</if>> play with you soon enough, but just for today try to give them a little space. If you do, I’ll bake you a fresh pain au chocolat later", a sweet toned new voice interjects, the pink haired Floss giving you one last poke before crawling away. Shifting your gaze around the room and finding yourself in a beautiful room with inlaid pastel yellow walls resembling something you once saw in a history book about the French nobility, your current resting spot an oversized blanket and pillow filled cat-bed, you catch sight of the second person. Maybe in her late twenties at most, the brunette girl with freckles and a thick pair of glasses looks on at you with a caring, almost motherly gaze. Indeed, almost as if she’s actively trying to fit the role she’s wearing a large white flour-caked apron atop of a pretty pastel blue sleeveless dress, her hair tied up in a braided bun likely so it doesn’t get in the way of her cooking. "As for you sleepyhead, don’t you worry, take as long as you need to rest up. Paws & Claws isn’t open today, as I didn’t want to overwhelm you, so I’m just trying out some new recipes in the kitchen whilst my regular staff clean the main café. I’m Margret by the way, who I guess it would be true to consider your new Mistress, though I’m not the whips and chains type so that title feels a little odd to me. When you arrived, I had you placed here in the off-limits playroom, so you shouldn’t be disturbed by anyone but me and Floss while you get your bearings. Floss is a sweetheart, even if she has a mischievous streak running through her, so I’m sure you’ll get on swimmingly when you get the chance. As for now, just sleep yourself off that travel fatigue, and if you get hungry come give me a shout and I’ll whip you something nice up", the new woman explains, keeping her distance as if attempting not to spook you, but also attempting to get close as she tries to give you some comfort. "Meow", you respond, once again unable to answer the way you intended, confusion painted across your expression. Nodding, Margret replies sweetly, "That’ll be the voice inhibiters. Not my favourite thing, but to stop you and Floss acting up we have them active during work hours. You can chat with Floss all night if you like, just no people talk with the customers. And, seeing as we’re getting some of the work-talk out of the way now, guess I should drop all the bombshells at once so we can get past them", a look of concentration running across her brow. "So we’ve covered the voice, and you’ve probably noticed the dress code by now. Sexy-time stuff with customers is purely optional, and the same goes to spending your personal time on that with Floss so don’t let that worked-up minx tell you anything different. I’ve officially renamed you, <<if $pronoun == 1>>Princess<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Prince<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Pumpkin<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Princess<<else>>Prince<</if>>, because all kittens need appropriate names, and it really does help the businesses marketing. And … I think that’s all the spooky stuff that comes to mind. Yours and Floss’s job is to be happy and make sure the customers enjoy their visit, not much more to it than that. Oh, and don’t go worrying about that horrid slave food some owners feed their pets, kittens deserve much better than that, so I’ll be cooking your meals. Although, you will be eating them from a cat bowl, so I guess you could consider that the last think on the mean stuff list", her rambling finished she reaches out tentatively to pet you on the head affectionately. Knowing there’s nothing that you can do to stop this, and honestly knowing deep down that this is one of the best outcomes to being enslaved that you could have hoped for, you hum happily. Settling back into the fluffy human-sized cat-bed, you decide to take a quick nap to regain your energy, choosing to put off having those deep life questioning thoughts for later. At least, maybe until after you’ve eaten some pastries … and gotten to know Floss better … and had a better look around the place. <hr> Six months later: "Can I take a picture with <<if $pronoun == 1>>Princess<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Prince<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Pumpkin<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Princess<<else>>Prince<</if>>? And … um, one with Floss too? Perhaps one with both of them?", you overhear the rather generic-looking male customer at the nearby table nervously ask your owner Margret, his phone held loosely in his hand for emphasis. With a smile and sweet giggle, the brunette café boss responds as you have come to expect her to, "Of course sir, though their does exist an additional surcharge for doing so as clearly listed on the menu. Afterall, both <<if $pronoun == 1>>Princess<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Prince<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Pumpkin<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Princess<<else>>Prince<</if>> and Floss are rather timid kittens really, and we wouldn’t want to overwhelm either of them", the customer agreeing to the enormous payment in a heartbeat, something you still can’t wrap your head around since you spotted it a few weeks ago in a menu that had accidentally slipped onto the floor. After you were brought to Paws & Claws, you adjusted to the new lifestyle remarkably quickly, not even requiring the full week Margret put aside for you to acclimate yourself to being around her and Floss. The tasty baked treats helped a lot, as did your new owners’ radiant personality, though the part which was the true tipping point were your nightly conversations with Floss. Once the vocal inhibiters were switched off, which happened in the early evening as well as on non-workdays, you were able to have long conversations together about what living and working in Paws & Claws was like. Floss it seems fell into a similar situation as yourself, ending up failing her training to be a ‘pedigree’ kitten and being sold off to recoup the losses occurred from their investments in her. She’d only been owned by Margret for a month, but was quick to sing her praises, again not the least because of the kindly brunettes amazing baking skill and generosity regarding sharing what she produced. Floss was also more than happy to talk about the job itself, commenting that it was a lot of fun to be allowed to laze around or play all day, being showered with praise and attention whenever she felt like it, and just generally being pampered non-stop. She was so convincing in fact that on the third day after arriving you asked Margret to let you go into the main café playroom in the morning before work and she accepted your request with a smile that would make any proud mother jealous.<<if $sexualPreference != 2>> Though that’s not all of the mischief you and Floss have gotten into together, your nights often spent having marathon long passionate bouts of sex together. Whether it’s the constant nudity, or all the energy you save up with your catnaps, you’ve perfected the art of ‘69’-ing each other for hours on end, your tongue in her sweet little cunt, and her <<if $penis>>mouth wrapped around your cock<<else>>tongue lodged in yours<</if>>. The café also has more than a few custom kitten style toys for you two to play with if the desire comes across you, including a double-dildo mounted scratching post which you and Floss are quite competitive over. Your pink-haired partner in mischief isn’t the only girl you have regular sex with either, your owner Margret sharing more than a few enthusiastic sessions with you and Floss. At first you got the impression that she wasn’t interested, or at least was trying to keep things professional, but as time went on you put together a clearer picture. Despite her ownership of you and Floss, Margret was true to her word about consensual sexual contact, and so was leaving it up to you and Floss to make the first move. Thankfully when that dam was bust you all began to enjoy yourselves even further. So much so, that you get the impression that before too long you and Floss might even move in with her as she steps up her role from workplace boss to your full-time owner and Mistress, that’s what Floss suspects anyway and she’s pretty good at guessing those kinds of things.<</if>> Though that’s not the weird part. The oddest part of your new life as a kitten came only a month or so into your time at the café, and was a complete and unpredictable coincidence that shook things up in the most unusual of ways. During a particularly busy day, where you and Floss had to rush through breakfast, things were all going normally as you crawled around the café and nudged customers to give you pets and attention. That was, until you smelled the tasty burger that one of the customers had custom ordered from the kitchen. Hungry and becoming increasingly shameless from your time as a kitten, you perched yourself at the edge of the table, cheekily eyeing up over the edge to watch the cheeseburger as if it were pretty you were stalking. Well someone thought it was funny, and being in the right place at the right time, managed to snap a photo of it. That wouldn’t have changed much, but the image ended up going viral due to its resemblance to an old internet meme, making you an overnight internet celebrity. Paws and & Claws was already popular, but the boom in interest after that from people wanting to see the cheeseburger hungry kitten-slave really put the business on the map, something that Margret has used to her benefit significantly. Whilst photo’s and more intimate interactions were always at a premium, and always at yours and Floss’s discretion, from what you can gather the prices for your services have skyrocketed since then. <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>Though you still do get enough chances to lick a pussy or two beneath the table when you want to, or even better get your little <<if $penis>>kitten-dick<<else>>kitty-hole<</if>> worshiped in return by some sexy babe who’s head over heels into you<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>Though you still do get enough chances to suck a cock or two beneath the table when you want to, or even better get your little <<if $penis>>kitten-dick<<else>>kitty-hole<</if>> worshiped in return by some hot hunk who’s head over heels into you.<<else>>Though you still do get enough chances to suck cock and lick pussy beneath the tables when you want to, or even better get your little <<if $penis>>kitten-dick<<else>>kitty-hole<</if>> worshiped in return by hot hunks and sexy babes who are head over heels into you<</if>>. At least you did get some of that cheeseburger from the original customer, and it was just as sumptuous as it smelled at the time. "Floss! <<if $pronoun == 1>>Princess<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Prince<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Pumpkin<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Princess<<else>>Prince<</if>>! There’s a nice man over here who wants to meet you! Come on my little kittens, he seems very friendly and he’s just ordered a big ice-cream for the two of you to share", your owner calls out, breaking you from your reminiscing, Margret obviously having talked him into a big transaction. Smiling to yourself and seeing Floss’s cute pink mop of hair bobbing out from behind one of the tables, you begin crawling over, looking forward to see what comes next. With a spring of joy in your crawl, especially when you notice a hefty novelty cat bowl of ice cream being brought out for you and Floss to messily share together, a thought runs through your mind. First it was ‘Cheezeburger Kitten’, maybe this time it’ll be the ‘Ice-cream Kittens’. Messy naked ice-cream covered kitten mischief filling your thoughts, a huge grin comes to your face. Ending 13: I Can Haz Kitten Fame? (Pet-Play) <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

Pointing towards the option to be a cart pony for Baroness Lulelm, you select your fate. With a relieved sigh, Vincent responding happily, "Excellent choice I must say! Whilst things didn’t proceed in the way I’d wished with your training, hopefully you can put a line under that and start anew. The Baroness might be a strict Mistress, but she’ll dedicate a sizable amount of her time and efforts to your training and care as her pony. The learning curve you’ll face will be steep, however with a little perseverance I believe you’ll earn her respect. You’ll also get a fair share of exercise and fresh air countryside air, so there’s that to look forward to moreover. Whilst this is goodbye for now, I will be making periodic visits to check-in on you, so if any funny business occurs on either side between you and your new owner, I’ll hear about it. Remember to stay on your best behaviour, and good luck". With a large yawn, sudden fatigue overtakes you, causing your eyelids to once more droop. As you start drifting off back to sleep in the pet-bed you only recently awoke in, Vincent begins unlocking your cell door, approaching you warmly. Comforted by his calming presence, warm and contented, your consciousness fades as you fall into a peaceful sleep. … Light stinging your senses as consciousness quickly floods back to you, you immediately realize that you’re in significantly different circumstances to where you were last. Your head feeling as if it were stuffed with cotton wool in your drowsiness, you repeatedly blink, trying to see past the blur of light which shocked you back to your senses. "Scrawny, unresponsive, and poorly groomed. What a puny disappointing pony they have delivered onto me", an imposing figure silhouetted in the light comments in your direction, her accent meticulously refined to impress upon you her distinguished heritage, "Still, pony’s are like clay. With enough pressure and punishment, you can mould them into something sufficiently elegant". Finally attuning yourself to the brightness, you squint to observe your surroundings, noticing that you’re in a small wooden stable stall which seems to be part of a larger stone outbuilding, the floor which you rest on uncomfortably covered in prickly hay. More importantly, standing in the open gateway of your stall, an open door behind her flooding light into the space, is a rather frightening woman that you assume is likely the Baroness Lulelm, your new Mistress. Standing at almost six foot in height, in part due to her stiletto heel knee high riding boots, the waspish lady scowls at you as if you were mud on her shoes. What’s more, the woman who’d you’d guess was in her mid-forties, is wearing a black latex catsuit which goes from her neck all the way down into her boots, only her hands left bare, with one of those holding a hefty-looking riding crop. Her dazzlingly white hair tied up into a severe bun, you can tell from one look that she means business, and that business is soon to involve you. Going to respond, you stumble over your words, only managing a muffled, "Nu..eigh..yah", though that might be partially the fault of the bit gag in your mouth. Indeed, startled as you are it’s only now that you begin to notice the tight leather harness around your waist and chest, the heel-less hoof-shaped boots which would make you stand constantly precariously balanced on your tiptoes, the horses tail which trails out of your bottom from a thick plug, a collar which is so thick it stops you from looking down, and finally a full set of head barding including blinkers to restrict your vision further. It’s all rather intense and overwhelming to deal with at once. As if sensing your realization of all this, the latex-clad Baroness approaches you, gripping you beneath the armpit to hoist you into a standing position. At first, you’re slightly surprised why she would think you needed such help. However, between your new hoof boots and the fact that that, missed in your first pass of troubles, your hands are both mitten-ed and chained to your waist with very little give, you guess that you wouldn’t have been able to get up otherwise. The woman, meanwhile, explains dryly, "You are my pony, and I am your Mistress. You will live in these stables, sleep on this hay, wear the clothing I put you in, and eat the oats or whatever else I choose to feed you. In return you will unflinchingly follow my commands, dedicate yourself to both your training and general self-improvement, be obedient and good natured to both my staff and guests, and finally be a poised and elegant representation of my prowess". "If you manage to fulfil my expectations, then I will reward you. Rewards will come in the form of improved amenities and housing, treats to supplement your diet, and sexual relief. I may even reward you further if you surpass those expectations, though I doubt you are capable of doing so. Fail me, and I shall have your thighs and rump cropped, whipped or caned until they glow red. After which I’ll implement a more creative punishment related to your delinquency. You will likely be corrected with the crop or whip regularly during your early training, learn from it and improve". Grabbing a something near your cheek which turns out to be a hoop that’s part of your head barding, she begins half-dragging half-guiding you out of the stall as she continues the one-sided conversation, "I may seem a cruel Mistress so far, though that is only because you have been delivered to me a failure. I do not tolerate failure. If I ask something of you I do so in the full understanding you are capable of achieving the task. Learn the poise and strength of the pony, show me that you were worth all of my time, money and attention, and only then will I regard you otherwise". Brought out through the short front concrete floored section of the stable, you’re brought out into a packed dirt floored open space outside. Her harsh words and treatment already <<if $submission <= 10>>making you bristle with annoyance at your treatment<<else>>having you on the verge of tears<</if>>, you go to say something, forgetting that you’re suitably gagged and only managing to make another awkward, "Nu..eighy!", sound. Smiling wickedly, your Mistress fixes you with a glare that makes you freeze in place as she backs off slightly to begin circling you, "Pony’s don’t back-talk, nor do they speak people languages. Which is fortunate that you can’t currently do either, as I would have to punish you for such defiance. Thankfully both that gag in your mouth, and the vocal inhibitor I had installed in you while you were being delivered, should both ensure no mistakes on that account", finishing her inspection of your pony-wear bedecked form she finishes back in front of you, "You look like a <<if $pronoun == 1>>Sugar Cookie<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sparkle Hooves<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Applesauce<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Sugar Cookie<<else>>Sparkle Hooves<</if>> to me, so that’s going to be your new name. Now be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>pony<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Sugar Cookie<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sparkle Hooves<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Applesauce<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Sugar Cookie<<else>>Sparkle Hooves<</if>> and stand up nice and straight so I can begin correcting your base posture, after which I’ll put some nice oats and water out in your troughs" Unsure if you want to do as she says, the thoughts of tepid water and raw oats both consumed face first from a trough not sounding to appealing to you, she adds with a grin, "Or you can misbehave and I can something much less appealing to give to you, but only after a thorough caning to your rear", her most recent musings spurring you to quickly position yourself in the best posture you can muster. Getting a number of small corrective swats from the crop across your sensitive nude spots, you’re soon left to wonder, how are you going to cope with this kind of treatment. <hr> Six months later: "Get <<if $pronoun == 1>>Sugar Cookie<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sparkle Hooves<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Applesauce<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Sugar Cookie<<else>>Sparkle Hooves<</if>> and Glitter Biscuit ready to go for five laps on the three person cart. You have twenty minutes to prep them, and that importantly means watering them and giving them a toilet break given the length they’re going. And make sure that barding is buckled properly this time, because you’re the carriage driver for this one, and if you get stranded on the far end of the property again you’ll be pulling the cart back yourself", your Mistress loudly explains to one of the less experienced stable boys just within earshot, rousing you from your nap. Clambering awkwardly up off of the combination of blankets and remarkably soft fake-straw floor that your Mistress started having put down a few months ago, you wander over to your automatic water fountain and take a drink. Despite it not really being your job to do so, you do feel kind of bad for the stable boy in question, especially given it was one of your cart excursions where your barding came undone. No one deserves that amount of wrath from your Mistress, something you can personally attest to. Early in your training you remember irritating her very frequently, though the things you complained about at the time seem silly now. Diet was one, raw oats seemed bland and unappealing, however, in time you came to understand the health benefits you were experiencing from the lifestyle change. And it’s not like your owner didn’t treat you to something nicer most days, sweets and sugar lumps given to you for good behaviour and diligence in your training. Though you are glad that you don’t have to deal with the scratchy old bedding hay anymore, the bad sleep caused by that would put you in a bad mood too easily. Over time your lessons became more enjoyable, and the improvements to your physique were evident, especially your strong leg muscles from the long walks as you pulled your Mistress about in her cart. As the blows from her riding crop became less severe, and more infrequent, it was much easier to enjoy the beautiful little pocket of countryside nature she owned, frolicking through fields, forests and streams. Further, there was something rather peaceful about it all, especially the care and effort she put into your grooming, personally making sure to be the one who brushed out your increasingly long hair every day. It was a couple of months into your time at the estate that Glitter Biscuit was purchased, a fierce amazon of a woman standing over six feet in height, with flaming red hair. She seemed scary on your initial encounter, probably due to all the flared nostrils and angry grunting, but over time you learned that to be the furthest from the truth. Watching her struggle and rebel at first just helped show you how far you’d come since you’d arrived, so when chances presented themselves you tried to help her to be a good Pony for your Mistress. Seeing your developing skill and athleticism, your Mistress was quick to reward you, the first reward being the changing out of your hay for a much more comfortable artificial variant, thought that was only the beginning. These days you have a much larger stall, with heated flooring and a triple-glazed glass window to look out of, not to mention the water fountain, wall mounted sybian and ensuite bathroom, the latter of which you can’t be more thankful for. You also have more varied meals, the permission to speak in private, and a truly vast collection of stylish pony-wear, all of which you are due-ly appreciative of. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>> You’re also allowed to Floss share a stable with you some nights, at least when she’s behaved appropriately throughout the day, which is more and more often as time goes on. Those nights can be particularly fun, even if they aren’t very restful, the two of you giving each other oral for long hours before cuddling up together. Despite appearances, the huge red-head is actually very sweet and attentive, which makes you more than happy to put on a show for the visitors together if you’re asked for, especially given how hot <<if $penis>>having the boisterous mare tied up so you can breed her rough and long<<else>>being tied up and bred with a strap-on by the energetic mare<</if>> can be. Baroness Lulelm isn’t negligent in those regards either, your Mistress more than happy to give you the most wonderful dominant fisting’s, which afterwards make you feel especially submissive. As promised, she sees diligently to all your needs, sexual desires included, and what’s more she’s very creative. From a special treadmill rig that would cause vibrators inside you to speed up the quicker you ran, to binding you down to sex machines for hours on end while requiring you to maintain your posture, to the ever more frequent times she ties you down and reams you just right with a truly huge horse-sized strap-on, she certainly has grown attached to watching you scream and gyrate from excess stimulation, always cuddling you sweetly afterwards while she coos sweet compliments to you.<</if>> As for life in general, most days are relatively the same. Training with Floss by Mistress, occasionally still it can be solo training, but you both are learning the same tricks now. Mistress has also been working hard with you to achieve your ‘pedigree’ after which she’ll be able to take you to dressage competitions if she so chooses, though that’s still a distant goal for the time being. Being cared for and walked while leashed on the bridle by various maids and butlers of the Mistress. And finally, your main job, towing carts of rich holiday goers around the estate, though that is normally at most done once a day, and isn’t much different to your daily exercise other than the slight embarrassment that remains with you when seen nude by someone new. "Hey there <<if $pronoun == 1>>Sugar Cookie<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sparkle Hooves<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Applesauce<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Sugar Cookie<<else>>Sparkle Hooves<</if>>, the Baroness asked me to .. um, come get you. Sorry again … about … you know …", the stable hand comments apologetically as he opens the gate, breaking you from your reveries. Of course, not wanting to make life any more difficult for the young man, you saunter over to him obediently, letting him lead you outside without more than a happy whinny. Brought out into the stable’s courtyard, you see that Floss has already being led over to her hitching post by a female stable-worker your Mistress has been particularly favourable to, likely because she’s stayed on the job longer than a week after having been assigned the firecracker of a pony to care for. Seeing you, the equally bound slave-girl makes a loud, "Neeeighh!", in your direction. A regular greeting for the pair of you in public, you return in kind with your own, "Neigh!", before lazily watching the staff members rush around frantically to get things ready. "There’s my beautiful pony’s, almost ready for their exercise", your Mistress announces commandingly, sauntering into sight. Approaching you both she begins making some last minute checks and alterations to both of your harnesses, tutting irritated-ly over what she considers to be shoddy work from her staff, "Well if you want something to be done right I suppose. But my, I’ve buried the lead in my haste to care for my dear pony’s. <<if $pronoun == 1>>Sugar Cookie<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sparkle Hooves<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Applesauce<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Sugar Cookie<<else>>Sparkle Hooves<</if>>, I’m excited to announce that you’ve been accepted by the by the Pet-Play Association for a provisional ‘Pedigree’ certification. That means that as long as you don’t mess up or upset the wrong person, then you’ll be able to qualify for a full ‘pedigree’ six months from now. Of course, that is no excuse for getting complacent, and if you start acting like a diva because of this you’ll get the caning of your life on the backs of your thighs, but it is an impressive achievement in such a short time. Good work <<if $pronoun == 1>>Sugar Cookie<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sparkle Hooves<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Applesauce<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Sugar Cookie<<else>>Sparkle Hooves<</if>>!". Personally attaching your waist level metal bondage rings, a section of your harnessing, to the left set of parallel hitching bars on the impressive yet lightweight cart, your Mistress feeds you a sugar lump as she fusses over your hair, "I wasn’t sure at first, but you’ve impressed me, and it seems I’m not the only one impressed. When I sent some of your training footage to the Association on a whim, I was sceptical that they’d be receptive, but you received on glowing praise in response" "As reward for your achievements, I’m having my second walk-in closet converted to an alternate stable for you, with all the amenities you could wish for. Afterall, I can’t risk my prize pony catching a cold or getting poached in the night. We’ll also be working in dressage, racing and chariot pulling training into your new schedule, given that you now qualify for participation in official events. I … I don’t say this often, but I’m proud of you …", heaping such unfiltered praise on you seemingly not something your Mistress is well equipped for, she quickly snaps out of her sweeter demeanour, as if trying to regain some dominance in the relationship. Smiling with that haughty grin that you’ve become accustomed to, the latex-clad Baroness chuckles, "However, right now you’ve got five laps to work on, so remember to keep up your stamina. If I hear you’ve been slacking or letting your posture slip because you’ve tired yourself out early, then there will be hell to pay. Just because you’re a ‘pedigree’ pony now doesn’t mean I won’t go back to cold hosing downs or feeding you raw oats if you get out of line. Now get, before I change my mind about all the new privileges I’m working on for you", a smack to your butt cheek and a wink from your Mistress giving you the hint that things are going to get even more enjoyable in the future. Distracted by all the talk, you didn’t even notice the visitors board the cart, but by now you know the signals and that your Mistress likes to give you a parting spank on the rear to get you moving. With Floss by your side, you begin the strenuous task of pulling the hollow metal framed structure, the exertion already feeling good for your body. Wondering what all your future pony training will hold with the new developments that have just been announced to you, along with the talk of further privileges, you’re pretty sure this is going to be a great day. True to her word, your Mistress seems to have warmed to you as you’ve worked hard to please her. And who knows, with her moving your stables into her bedroom you can’t help but think you both will get much closer in time. - Ending 14: A Stable Outcome (Pet-Play) <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

Knowing it’s in your best interests to please Vincent as much as possible, even if merely looking at the can of ‘dog’ food is enough to set your stomach on edge, you answer, "I’ll … um … can I have the tin of … you know", unable to verbalize your request to eat something so disgusting and hoping that your trainer understands your intention. Obviously elated, the grey-haired lord puts the tub of pasta back into the bag, leaving the <<if $pronoun == 1>>pink<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>red<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>blue<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>pink<<else>>red<</if>> dog bowl and the tin of puppy-slave food alone. Searching in his tote and preparing for what comes next, he joyfully responds, "Excellent! This should really be a … a lesson. I apologize, as much as I do think this is an important experience for you, and appreciate your agreement to partake in it, I don’t think I’d ever feed my own puppy something like this. Slave kibble is sufficiently puppy-like a food in my opinion, and far more appetizing, but some owners are sticklers for the classics. Wouldn’t want to leave you unprepared for something you may face more commonly in the future, which is why I thought it necessary to put the option on the table, so to speak", a can opener now in his hand. Vincent slowly opening the ‘dog’ food can, the gelatinous meaty mess within giving off a distinct smell that turns your stomach even before taking in its unappealing appearance, it gets only worse as you watch. With an audible, "Squelch!", the mass oozes out of the can as an almost solid cylinder into the bowl, slowly collapsing on itself to become a small heap. "Down you go my puppy-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, pups eat on the floor … and remember not to use your paws either", your trainer continues in his authoritative teacher voice, holding the dog bowl with your name inscribed on the side of it. Sinking down onto your hands and knees, not looking forward to what comes next, you follow his command. The bowl soon being placed in front of you, giving you a closer look at the gross lumpy mess you’re about to become acquainted with. Closing your eyes and trying to distract yourself, you start to lean your head forward, but the sound of Vincent clearing his throat puts a stop to that, making you focus upon him again. "Puppy’s wait until they’re given the allowance to eat. Puppy’s also are happy to be fed, or at least need to act like they are. Can you give me a little bark my good puppy? A quick little meal-time bark?", Vincent interjects, bringing you back into the moment. Embarrassed, but committed to your actions, sure that your trainer is just trying to be helpful, you turn your face towards him and answer with a short, "Woof!", heat filling your cheeks at the thought of how you must look doing so. Still, you try your best to keep your eyes open, the corners of your lips just about managing to stay upturned into a weak smile. Meanwhile, smiling proudly, your trainer pets you on the head affectionately, "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>puppy<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! You can eat now", his offer both as rhetorical as it is unwanted. Seeing no other option, you lean forward trying to turn off your brain, in the process getting a whiff of the pungent mushy mess up close. Wrinkling your nose, you open your mouth wide and press your face forward, feeling a wet slickness make contact around your lips. Tentatively, you close your mouth, trying to swallow without tasting, yet soon finding out that such a deed is impossible. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/FeedingPuppy.png]]</div><</if>>Cheap meat, something sloppy and gravy-adjacent, possibly some gelatine, and what you suspect is some sort of bulking substance to cut costs. Overall it shouldn’t be so unpleasant, at least on paper, but the rubbery texture is a disturbing sensation in your mouth, and when combined with the foul smell it is practically stomach churningly poor. Still, committed to completing your lesson you swallow it down. It doesn’t settle well within your insides, but you open up for another bite, deciding to wolf it down as quickly as possible so that you don’t have to suffer that taste any longer than necessary one thing you do realize is that with every bite more of it gets smeared across your cheeks and nose. A constant reminder of the powerful smell it produces. Your stomach grumbling, though whether it’s because you’ve eaten too quickly or what you’ve eaten, you’re unsure. However, as you go to take another bite you realize with some elation that you’re snapping at the bottom of your bowl. Collecting up the last fragments of your meal in one last mouthful that you swallow down with a grimace, you look up at your trainer for approval, hoping that he won’t have you do that again anytime soon. Though, strangely, whether from the embarrassment you felt or the shock of the experience, you can’t help but recognize that your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> penis is painfully erect beneath you<<else>>vagina is sopping wet<</if>>, maybe something to think about afterwards when you’re alone. Bursting out in laughter, putting you at ill ease, he retrieves a handkerchief from his pocket, wetting it with his spit before rubbing your face, "Tha …. that wasn’t very gentlemanly of me, but if you could see your face right now. That old adage about more on you than in you seems apt, though I mean that entirely in an approving way. Puppy’s can’t help but create a mess when they eat, and neither can you. You did well by the way, a very impressive showing. I’ve trained puppy’s who have given up or … have had a more visceral reaction in the past. Now I just need to get you cleaned up and you can have the first part of your reward treat", his attempt to clean you up actually making you feel slightly better about what just happened. Soon feeling like you have significantly less sloppy ‘dog’ food stuck to your face, you let Vincent grab his bag and lead you back to the bed. Kneeling at his feet as he sits, the strong aftertaste putting you close to retching as you try to ignore it, something much more delicious smelling crosses your senses. In your trainer’s hand you notice a long, twisted piece of pastry, chocolate streaking its length. "This was baked by a friend of mine, just for you. It’s a chocolate puff pastry twist, and I’ve got another one still in the bag for you after this because you did so well. Unlike with your meal, you don’t have to wait this time, just take the pieces when I feed them to you", your trainer explains in a friendly tone, clearly in high-spirits after your impressive completion of his task. Fed a decent lump of the sumptuous treat, you feel much better already. The chunk of pastry pushed into your mouth, practically dissolving it’s so delicate, you’re glad to have the taste of chocolate overriding the previous flavours burnt into your taste buds. Chewing and swallowing cheerily, you’re fed piece after piece from Vincent’s hand, even lapping up the crumbs you’re so overcome by the yummy warm sweet sensation. Even better, the rush of excitement you feel when you spot the second one being brought out is practically electric. Of course, that one soon in your stomach too. "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>puppy<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! All gone!", Vincent once more declares, petting you atop the head with a pat that’s just the slightest bit wet from your licks. Giddy with glee, you respond appreciatively, "Thank you sir, that was so tasty!", almost giggling as you hope he’ll bring more of that kind of treat in the future. "You’re welcome $firstName, I’m glad you enjoyed the puff pastry twists. I’ll have to give your regards to the chef. I’m impressed with your efforts, and as such will see you rewarded with 400 G.G.P to your account. See that you treat yourself with that, you most assuredly earned it. You did wonderfully, and hopefully have learned a couple of important lessons you’re your experience. Firstly, that being fed through the bowl is a crucial part of life as a puppy-slave, a bonding experience between owner and pet. And, secondly, that there will be moments that are embarrassing and at times … possibly slightly …. disgusting. Those parts of your life will always have a purpose, so it is important to throw yourself into them if your wish to please your owner", Vincent getting up as he explains all of this to pack away your dirty dog bowl and the empty can of puppy-slave food. Now having stowed everything away, as if there was no lesson at all, Vincent finishes, "But, I’ve taken up enough of your evening, and I feel you likely would benefit from some space to contemplate your new experiences. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon … though before that I really should give you an inspection just to be sure you’re complying with my puppy appearance rules", the stately man eyeballing you intensely. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. The taste of chocolate still on your tongue, something you’re thankful for given what other taste you could have been stuck with, this night’s visit could have been nicer. Eating ‘dog’ food face first out of a bowl was extremely degrading, and rather unpleasant, though on the bright side it did make your trainer happy … and if you’re honest with yourself it was kind of hot in a strange way. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

Knowing it’s in your best interests to make Vincent at least a little happy, unable to stomach the idea of eating that ‘dog’ food, you answer, "I’ll have the pasta please sir", the fact that you’re asking to be fed out of a dog bowl making you feel more than a little awkward. Obviously thrilled, the grey-haired lord puts the can of puppy-slave food back into the bag, leaving the <<if $pronoun == 1>>pink<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>red<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>blue<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>pink<<else>>red<</if>> dog bowl and the plastic tub of pasta alone. Answering you, he says joyfully, "Excellent! If I’m completely honest I’m glad you chose the pasta, in my realm of thought the worst you should feed a puppy-slave is slave kibble. And, even then that should be supplemented with real food. It’s important not to malnourish or mistreat your pup after all. Still, bowl feeding is an important lesson that almost any puppy-slave will have to come to terms with, so it’s best to do so in a comfortable supportive environment", taking the container in hand. Vincent slowly opening the plastic tub, the tantalizing yet subtle scent reaching you almost instantly, your mouth begins to water in anticipation. Watching, with a quiet, "Squelch!", the mass of pasta surges out of its container, landing as a surprisingly neat mass within the dog bowl. Even better than that, it actually looks quite appetising, little flakes of herbs intermixed with the sumptuous tomato pesto. "Down you go my puppy-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, pups eat on the floor … and remember not to use your paws either", your trainer continues in his authoritative teacher voice, holding the dog bowl with your name inscribed on the side of it. Sinking down onto your hands and knees, cheeks warming up in embarrassment, you follow his command. The bowl soon being placed in front of you, giving you a closer look at the beautifully cooked meal you’re about to become acquainted with. Closing your eyes and trying to distract yourself from the humiliation of eating face-first on the floor, you start to lean your head forward, but the sound of Vincent clearing his throat puts a stop to that, making you focus upon him again. "Puppy’s wait until they’re given the allowance to eat. Puppy’s also are happy to be fed, or at least need to act like they are. Can you give me a little bark my good puppy? A quick little meal-time bark?", Vincent interjects, bringing you back into the moment. Embarrassed, but committed to your actions, sure that your trainer is just trying to be helpful, you turn your face towards him and answer with a short, "Woof!", your cheeks getting even hotter at the thought of how you must look doing so. Still, you try your best to keep your eyes open, giving him a sincere yet nervous smile. Meanwhile, grinning proudly, your trainer pets you on the head affectionately, "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>puppy<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! You can eat now", his offer both rhetorical and oddly pleasing when you think of what comes next. Your stomach rumbling with desire, you lean forward trying to turn off your brain off and just enjoy yourself, in the process getting a deeper smell of the tomato pesto pasta up close. Sniffing appreciatively, you open your mouth wide and press your face forward, feeling a wet slickness make contact around your lips. Taking a bite, you’re immediately blown away with joy. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/FeedingPuppy.png]]</div><</if>>Perfectly cooked and pleasantly warm pasta, an obviously home-made sauce that contains a playful combination of herbs and seasoning, and extremely fine pieces of fresh vegetable. It’s a simple meal, but the skill put into making it is obviously worlds apart from that, everything likely cooked by a professional if you’d have to guess from your interactions with Vincent. Committed to completing your lesson, but ever more interested in just enjoying the dish, you open up for another bite, ravenously working through your meal with surprising gusto, not previously realizing how hungry you actually were. One thing you do realize, however, is that with every bite more of it gets smeared across your cheeks and nose, a constant reminder of the wonderful smell it produces. Your stomach grumbling, probably because you’ve eaten too quickly, as you go to take another bite you realize with some disappointment that you’re snapping at the bottom of your bowl. Running your tongue around to collect up every last fragment of your amazing meal in one last mouthful, you swallow it down in practical ecstasy. Next, without a moment’s thought you turn to look up at your trainer, big eyes subconsciously begging him to give you more. Though, even more strangely, whether from the embarrassment you felt or the rush of eating such nice food, you can’t help but recognize that your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> penis is painfully erect beneath you<<else>>vagina is sopping wet<</if>>, maybe something to think about afterwards when you’re alone. Bursting out in laughter, putting you at ill ease, he retrieves a handkerchief from his pocket, wetting it with his spit before rubbing your face, "Tha …. that wasn’t very gentlemanly of me, but if you could see your face right now. That old adage about more on you than in you seems apt, though I mean that entirely in an approving way. Puppy’s can’t help but create a mess when they eat, and neither can you. You did well by the way, a very impressive showing. Don’t think I’ve ever seen a puppy, real or otherwise, clean their bowl so quickly and thoroughly. Try to keep up that enthusiasm. Now I just need to get you cleaned up and you can have the first part of your reward treat", his attempt to clean you up actually making you feel slightly better about what just happened. Soon feeling like you have significantly less sloppy pasta sauce stuck to your face, you let Vincent grab his bag and lead you back to the bed. Kneeling at his feet as he sits, the delicious aftertaste putting you into a relaxed ease, something much more sweet smelling crosses your senses. In your trainer’s hand you notice a long, twisted piece of pastry, chocolate streaking its length. "This was baked by a friend of mine, just for you. It’s a chocolate puff pastry twist. Unlike with your meal, you don’t have to wait this time, just take the pieces when I feed them to you", your trainer explains in a friendly tone, clearly in high-spirits after your impressive completion of his task. Fed a decent lump of the sumptuous treat, you feel even better than before. The chunk of pastry pushed into your mouth, practically dissolving it’s so delicate, you appreciate the taste of chocolate on your tongue, a wonderful dessert after your meal. Chewing and swallowing cheerily, you’re fed piece after piece from Vincent’s hand, even lapping up the crumbs you’re so overcome by the yummy warm sweet sensation. "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>puppy<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! All gone!", Vincent once more declares, petting you atop the head with a pat that’s just the slightest bit wet from your licks. Giddy with glee, you respond appreciatively, "Thank you sir, that was so tasty!", almost giggling as you hope he’ll bring more of that kind of treat in the future. "You’re welcome $firstName, I’m glad you enjoyed the puff pastry twist. I’ll have to give your regards to the chef. I’m impressed with your efforts, and as such will see you rewarded with 200 G.G.P to your account. See that you treat yourself with that, you most assuredly earned it. You did great, and hopefully have learned a couple of important lessons you’re your experience. Firstly, that being fed through the bowl is a crucial part of life as a puppy-slave, a bonding experience between owner and pet. And, secondly, that there will be moments that are embarrassing and at times … possibly slightly …. disgusting. Those parts of your life will always have a purpose, so it is important to throw yourself into them if your wish to please your owner", Vincent getting up as he explains all of this to pack away your practically clean dog bowl and the empty pasta container. Now having stowed everything away, as if there was no lesson at all, Vincent finishes, "But, I’ve taken up enough of your evening, and I feel you likely would benefit from some space to contemplate your new experiences. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon … though before that I really should give you an inspection just to be sure you’re complying with my puppy appearance rules", the stately man eyeballing you intensely. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. The taste of chocolate still on your tongue, this night’s visit was pretty amazing. Eating pasta face first out of a bowl was kind of degrading, though was tasty, and it did make your trainer happy … and further if you’re honest with yourself it was kind of hot in a strange way. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

Unable to bring yourself to eat face first out of a bowl on the floor, even if it’s just pasta, you answer, "If it’s okay sir, then I’d like not to do this lesson today. It’s just a bit … too much. I hope that’s not a problem", feeling slightly nervous that he might be annoyed after going to such effort to prepare for your potential lesson. Obviously disappointed the grey-haired lord puts the <<if $pronoun == 1>>pink<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>red<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>blue<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>pink<<else>>red<</if>> dog bowl back into the bag it came in, shortly followed by the tub containing the pasta and the tin of puppy-slave food. Thankfully, he doesn’t seem mad, just disappointed, responding with a reassuring tone, "That’s a shame my pup, but understandable. This must all be rather overwhelming for you, so much change in such a short time. I will have to make a note of this disobedience in avoiding your lesson<<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment <= 5>>, though I won’t go any further than that<</if>>. I hope nothing I just mentioned is problematic to you?", everything now firmly stowed away once again. Relieved, you respond appreciatively, "Thank you sir, I’m glad that you’re so understanding. I’ll at least think on it for later", hoping that your apparent willingness to consider it in the future will brighten him back up, there’s no reason to upset your rich and powerful sponsor after all. Cheering back up at least a small degree, Vincent nods in agreement, "Yes, think it all over, then maybe we can try again another day. Hopefully we can take things at a suitable pace for you despite outside forces impeding upon us. Without going through with the lesson I feel somewhat out of place, so I think I’ll be on my way. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon … though before that I really should give you an inspection just to be sure you’re complying with my puppy appearance rules", the stately man eyeballing you intensely. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. Shrugging to yourself, it doesn’t seem like it went too badly, though a demerit on your record could prove a problem in the future. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

Knowing it’s in your best interests to please Vincent as much as possible, even if merely looking at the can of ‘cat’ food is enough to set your stomach on edge, you answer, "I’ll … um … can I have the tin of … you know", unable to verbalize your request to eat something so disgusting and hoping that your trainer understands your intention. Obviously elated, the grey-haired lord puts the tub of pasta back into the bag, leaving the <<if $pronoun == 1>>pink<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>red<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>blue<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>pink<<else>>red<</if>> cat bowl and the tin of cat-slave food alone. Searching in his tote and preparing for what comes next, he joyfully responds, "Excellent! This should really be a … a lesson. I apologize, as much as I do think this is an important experience for you, and appreciate your agreement to partake in it, I don’t think I’d ever feed my own kitten something like this. Even slave kibble I’d only feed to a kitten as a punishment, and that’s far more appetizing, but some owners are stricter than I with their kitten’s I suppose. Wouldn’t want to leave you unprepared for something you may face, albeit rarely, in the future. Which is why I thought it necessary to put the option on the table, so to speak", a can opener now in his hand. Vincent slowly opening the ‘cat’ food can, the extremely pink fishy mess within giving off a distinct smell that turns your stomach even before taking in its unappealing appearance, it gets only worse as you watch. With an audible, "Squelch!", the mass oozes out of the can as an almost solid cylinder into the bowl, slowly collapsing on itself to become a small and still incredibly pink heap. "Down you go my kitten-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, kittens eat on the floor … and remember not to use your paws either", your trainer continues in his authoritative teacher voice, holding the cat bowl with your name inscribed on the side of it. Gracefully sinking down onto your hands and knees, not looking forward to what comes next, you follow his command. The bowl soon being placed in front of you, giving you a closer look at the gross wobbly mess you’re about to become acquainted with. Closing your eyes and trying to distract yourself, you start to lean your head forward, but the sound of Vincent clearing his throat puts a stop to that, making you focus upon him again. "There’s no rush, just take it easy and try to have as much fun with the situation as you can. And remember, it’s basically just tuna fish, and that’s nowhere near as scary sounding is it? Though if I can make one request, would you mind giving me a quick little meal-time meow? That would be so adorable", Vincent interjects, bringing you back into the moment. Embarrassed, but committed to your actions, wondering if your trainer is trying to help distract you with his odd request, you cock your head towards him and answer with a short, "Meow!", heat filling your cheeks at the thought of how you must look doing so. That was kind of fun honestly, goofy, but fun. Meanwhile, smiling proudly, your trainer pets you on the head affectionately, "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>kitten<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! Cute as a button!", his praise instantly going to your head as you swell with pride. Without even realizing it, distracted as you are, you only break out of your self-congratulatory preening upon noticing that you’ve just swallowed something. Looking down at the squishy fishy mess barely an inch in front of you, recognition mars your visage as you figure that you’ve just absentmindedly taken your first mouthful, the aftertaste not awful but not nice either. What’s more, your face also feels wet, likely as a result of getting the fish juice smeared on your face. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/FeedingKitten.png]]</div><</if>>It stinks horribly! The fish smell is both tear-wrenchingly strong, and just slightly rot scented, not appetising at all. It also has way too mushy yet rubbery a texture to have pleasant sensation in your mouth. But, weirdly, it’s not too bad, the appearance and smell much worse than the reality. It’s not something you’d ever consider eating normally, that’s for certain. But, as you lean forward for another tentative bite, you can’t help but conclude that it’s edible at least, just so long as you don’t think about it. Sadly, one thing you do figure out quickly is that with every bite more of it gets smeared across your cheeks and nose, a constant reminder of the disgustingl smell it produces. It takes a minute or two, but, as you go to take another bite you realize with some elation that you’re colliding with the bottom of your bowl. Collecting up the last fragments of your meal in one last mouthful that you swallow down with a half-grimace, you look up at your trainer for approval, hoping you can evoke enough pity to get a better reward. Though, strangely, whether from the embarrassment you felt or the shock of the experience, you can’t help but recognize that your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> penis is painfully erect beneath you<<else>>vagina is sopping wet<</if>>, maybe something to think about afterwards when you’re alone. Bursting out in laughter, putting you at ill ease, he retrieves a handkerchief from his pocket, wetting it with his spit before rubbing your face, "Tha …. that wasn’t very gentlemanly of me, but if you could see your face right now. That old adage about more on you than in you seems apt, though I mean that entirely in an approving way. Kittens can’t help that they create a mess when they eat, and neither can you. You did well by the way, a very impressive showing. I’ve trained kittens who have given up or … have had a more visceral reaction in the past. Now I just need to get you cleaned up and you can have the first part of your reward treat", his attempt to clean you up, along with his effusive praise, making you feel much better about what just happened. Soon feeling like you have significantly less mushy ‘cat’ food stuck to your face, you let Vincent grab his bag and lead you back to the bed. Kneeling at his feet as he sits, the strong aftertaste still rolling unwantedly across your tongue, something much more delicious smelling crosses your senses. In your trainer’s hand you notice a long, twisted piece of pastry, chocolate streaking its length. "This was baked by a friend of mine, just for you. It’s a chocolate puff pastry twist, and I’ve got another one still in the bag for you after this because you did so well. Feel free to just take the pieces when I feed them to you", your trainer explains in a friendly tone, clearly in high-spirits after your impressive completion of his task. Fed a decent lump of the sumptuous treat, you feel on top of the world already. The chunk of pastry pushed into your mouth, practically dissolving it’s so delicate, you’re glad to have the taste of chocolate overriding the previous flavours burnt into your taste buds. Chewing and swallowing cheerily, you’re fed piece after piece from Vincent’s hand, even lapping up the crumbs you’re so overcome by the yummy warm sweet sensation. Even better, the rush of excitement you feel when you spot the second one being brought out is practically electric. Of course, that one soon in your stomach too. "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>kitten<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! All gone!", Vincent once more declares, petting you atop the head with a pat that’s just the slightest bit wet from your licks. Giddy with glee, you respond appreciatively, "Thank you sir, that was so tasty! Maybe again?", almost giggling as you hope you can convince him to bring more of that kind of treat in the future. "You’re welcome $firstName, I’m glad you enjoyed the puff pastry twists. I’ll have to give your regards to the chef. I’m impressed with your efforts, and as such will see you rewarded with 400 G.G.P to your account. See that you treat yourself with that, you most assuredly earned it. You did wonderfully, and hopefully have learned a couple of important lessons you’re your experience. Firstly, that being fed through the bowl is a crucial part of life as a kitten-slave, a bonding experience between owner and pet. And, secondly, that there will be moments that are embarrassing and at times … possibly slightly …. disgusting. Those parts of your life will always have a purpose, so it is important to throw yourself into them if your wish to please your owner", Vincent getting up as he explains all of this to pack away your dirty dog bowl and the empty can of cat-slave food. Now having stowed everything away, as if there was no lesson at all, Vincent finishes, "But, I’ve taken up enough of your evening, and I feel you likely would benefit from some space to contemplate your new experiences. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon … though before that I really should give you an inspection just to be sure you’re complying with my kitten appearance rules", the stately man eyeballing you intensely. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. The taste of chocolate still on your tongue, something you’re thankful for given what other taste you could have been stuck with, this night’s visit could have been nicer. Eating ‘cat’ food face first out of a bowl was extremely degrading, and rather unpleasant, though on the bright side it did make your trainer happy … and if you’re honest with yourself it was kind of hot in a strange way. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

Knowing it’s in your best interests to make Vincent at least a little happy, but turning your nose up at the idea of eating that ‘cat’ food, you answer, "I’ll have the pasta please sir", the fact that you’re asking to be fed out of a at bowl making you feel more than a little awkward. Obviously thrilled, the grey-haired lord puts the can of cat-slave food back into the bag, leaving the <<if $pronoun == 1>>pink<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>red<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>blue<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>pink<<else>>red<</if>> cat bowl and the plastic tub of pasta alone. Answering you, he says joyfully, "Excellent! If I’m completely honest I’m glad you chose the pasta, in my realm of thought I don’t think I’d ever feed my own kitten something like that ‘cat’ food. Even slave kibble I’d only feed to a kitten as a punishment, and that’s far more appetizing, but some owners are stricter than I with their kitten’s I suppose. Still, bowl feeding is an important lesson that almost any kitten-slave will have to come to terms with, so it’s best to do so in a comfortable supportive environment", taking the container in hand. Vincent slowly opening the plastic tub, the tantalizing yet subtle scent reaching you almost instantly, your mouth begins to water in anticipation. Watching, with a quiet, "Squelch!", the mass of pasta surges out of its container, landing as a surprisingly neat mass within the cat bowl. Even better than that, it actually looks quite appetising, little flakes of herbs intermixed with the sumptuous tomato pesto. "Down you go my kitten-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, kittens eat on the floor … and remember not to use your paws either", your trainer continues in his authoritative teacher voice, holding the cat bowl with your name inscribed on the side of it. Gracefully sinking down onto your hands and knees, cheeks warming up in embarrassment, you follow his command. The bowl soon being placed in front of you, giving you a closer look at the beautifully cooked meal you’re about to become acquainted with. Closing your eyes and trying to distract yourself from the humiliation of eating face-first on the floor, you start to lean your head forward, but the sound of Vincent clearing his throat puts a stop to that, making you focus upon him again. "There’s no rush, just take it easy and try to have as much fun with the situation as you can. And remember, it’s probably better food than any of the other trainees are eat, and that’s kind of exciting isn’t it? Though if I can make one request, would you mind giving me a quick little meal-time meow? That would be so adorable", Vincent interjects, bringing you back into the moment. Embarrassed, but committed to your actions, wondering if your trainer is trying to help distract you with his odd request, you cock your head towards him and answer with a short, "Meow!", heat filling your cheeks at the thought of how you must look doing so. That was kind of fun honestly, goofy, but fun. Meanwhile, smiling proudly, your trainer pets you on the head affectionately, "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>kitten<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! Cute as a button!", his praise instantly going to your head as you swell with pride. Your stomach rumbling with desire, you lean forward still preening and just enjoy yourself, in the process getting a deeper smell of the tomato pesto pasta up close. Sniffing appreciatively, you open your mouth wide and press your face forward, feeling a wet slickness make contact around your lips. Taking a bite, you’re immediately blown away with joy. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/FeedingKitten.png]]</div><</if>>Perfectly cooked and pleasantly warm pasta, an obviously home-made sauce that contains a playful combination of herbs and seasoning, and extremely fine pieces of fresh vegetable. It’s a simple meal, but the skill put into making it is obviously worlds apart from that, everything likely cooked by a professional if you’d have to guess from your interactions with Vincent. Committed to completing your lesson, but ever more interested in just enjoying the dish, you open up for another bite, ravenously working through your meal with surprising gusto, not previously realizing how hungry you actually were. One thing you do realize, however, is that with every bite more of it gets smeared across your cheeks and nose, a constant reminder of the wonderful smell it produces. Your stomach grumbling, probably because you’ve eaten too quickly, as you go to take another bite you realize with some disappointment that you’re snapping at the bottom of your bowl. Running your tongue around to collect up every last fragment of your amazing meal in one last mouthful, you swallow it down in practical ecstasy. Next, without a moment’s thought you turn to look up at your trainer, big eyes subconsciously trying to guilt him into giving you more. Though, even more strangely, whether from the embarrassment you felt or the rush of eating such nice food, you can’t help but recognize that your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> penis is painfully erect beneath you<<else>>vagina is sopping wet<</if>>, maybe something to think about afterwards when you’re alone. Bursting out in laughter, putting you at ill ease, he retrieves a handkerchief from his pocket, wetting it with his spit before rubbing your face, "Tha …. that wasn’t very gentlemanly of me, but if you could see your face right now. That old adage about more on you than in you seems apt, though I mean that entirely in an approving way. Kittens can’t help that they create a mess when they eat, and neither can you. You did well by the way, a very impressive showing. I’ve trained kittens who have given up or … have had a more visceral reaction in the past. Now I just need to get you cleaned up and you can have the first part of your reward treat", his attempt to clean you up, along with his effusive praise, making you feel much better about what just happened. Soon feeling like you have significantly less sloppy pasta sauce stuck to your face, you let Vincent grab his bag and lead you back to the bed. Kneeling at his feet as he sits, the delicious aftertaste putting you into a relaxed ease, something much more sweet smelling crosses your senses. In your trainer’s hand you notice a long, twisted piece of pastry, chocolate streaking its length. "This was baked by a friend of mine, just for you. It’s a chocolate puff pastry twist. Feel free to just take the pieces when I feed them to you", your trainer explains in a friendly tone, clearly in high-spirits after your impressive completion of his task. Fed a decent lump of the sumptuous treat, you feel even better than before. The chunk of pastry pushed into your mouth, practically dissolving it’s so delicate, you appreciate the taste of chocolate on your tongue, a wonderful dessert after your meal. Chewing and swallowing cheerily, you’re fed piece after piece from Vincent’s hand, even lapping up the crumbs you’re so overcome by the yummy warm sweet sensation. "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>kitten<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! All gone!", Vincent once more declares, petting you atop the head with a pat that’s just the slightest bit wet from your licks. Giddy with glee, you respond appreciatively, "Thank you sir, that was so tasty! Maybe again?", almost giggling as you hope you can convince him to bring more of that kind of treat in the future. "You’re welcome $firstName, I’m glad you enjoyed the puff pastry twist. I’ll have to give your regards to the chef. I’m impressed with your efforts, and as such will see you rewarded with 200 G.G.P to your account. See that you treat yourself with that, you most assuredly earned it. You did great, and hopefully have learned a couple of important lessons you’re your experience. Firstly, that being fed through the bowl is a crucial part of life as a kitten-slave, a bonding experience between owner and pet. And, secondly, that there will be moments that are embarrassing and at times … possibly slightly …. disgusting. Those parts of your life will always have a purpose, so it is important to throw yourself into them if your wish to please your owner", Vincent getting up as he explains all of this to pack away your practically clean cat bowl and the empty pasta container. Now having stowed everything away, as if there was no lesson at all, Vincent finishes, "But, I’ve taken up enough of your evening, and I feel you likely would benefit from some space to contemplate your new experiences. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon … though before that I really should give you an inspection just to be sure you’re complying with my kitten appearance rules", the stately man eyeballing you intensely. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. The taste of chocolate still on your tongue, this night’s visit was pretty amazing. Eating pasta face first out of a bowl was kind of degrading, though was tasty, and it did make your trainer happy … and further if you’re honest with yourself it was kind of hot in a strange way. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

Unable to bring yourself to eat face first out of a bowl on the floor, or maybe just not feeling like it today, you answer, "If it’s okay sir, then I’d like not to do this lesson today. Hope that’s not a problem", feeling just the slightest bit nervous that he might be annoyed despite you being fully within your right’s as a kitten to turn your nose up as his offer. Strangely happy the grey-haired lord puts the <<if $pronoun == 1>>pink<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>red<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>blue<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>pink<<else>>red<</if>> cat bowl back into the bag it came in, shortly followed by the tub containing the pasta and the tin of cat-slave food. Thankfully, he doesn’t seem to be disappointed at all, responding with a surprisingly humorous tone, "That’s a kitten for you, you bring them food and they turn their nose up at it. For a second there I wondered if you’d go for it, but wilful as you are you turned it down. If you were a puppy, I’d have to give you a reprimand for this, however, as we all know kittens do not play by the rules. Understand that I won’t reward you either, but I’m amused enough by this turn of events. I hope that makes some sense to you?", everything now firmly stowed away once again. Relieved and emboldened, you respond with a grin, "Thank you sir, I’m glad that you’re so understanding. Maybe we can think about it some other time", hoping that your apparent willingness to consider it in the future will sucker him into offering you a more alluring option in the future, there’s no reason to not offer some hope to your rich and powerful sponsor after all. Nodding in response, Vincent continues, "Yes, think it all over, then maybe we can try again another day. Hopefully we can find a way to convince you to play along with the next lesson. However, without going through with the lesson I feel somewhat out of place, so I think I’ll be on my way. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon … though before that I really should give you an inspection just to be sure you’re complying with my kitten appearance rules", the stately man eyeballing you intensely. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. Shrugging to yourself, it doesn’t seem like it went too badly, in fact the power to get away with saying no was rather empowering when you think about it. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

Knowing it’s in your best interests to please Vincent as much as possible, even if merely looking at the rough sack of pony feed makes you grimace in anticipation, you answer, "I’ll … um … can I have the pony … you know", unable to verbalize your request to eat something so unappealing and hoping that your trainer understands your intention. Obviously elated, the grey-haired lord puts the tub of pasta back into the bag, leaving the <<if $pronoun == 1>>pink<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>red<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>blue<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>pink<<else>>red<</if>> feedbag and the hessian sack of pony-slave food alone. Answering you, he says joyfully, "Excellent! For a pony, a meal of pony feed shouldn’t be too frightening a situation to find yourself in. It might not be the most thrilling of fare, but blandness of taste is the worst you have to deal with then things can’t be that bad. Wouldn’t want to leave you unprepared for something you may face more commonly in the future, which is why I thought it necessary to put the option on the table, so to speak". Vincent opening and slowly tipping the sack of pony feed into your feedbag with an audible, "Hiissss!", of small dry grains colliding with each other, a cloud of dust billowing out of it as a result, you finally get a better idea of what you’re about to have to eat. Whilst the smell is quite neutral, almost earthy and natural, you clearly spot small oats, little pellets of some kind of grain, and fine bran dust, none of which looks especially appealing given the form it’s being served to you. "Come stand over here my pony-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, pony’s eat standing up … and they eat with their mouths not their hooves", your trainer continues in his authoritative teacher voice, holding the now full feedbag with your name inscribed on the side of it. Slowly pacing over to him, feeling awkward and nervous enough to cause a small shiver you’re your skin, you stand before him as ordered. In quick order Vincent meanwhile goes about the process of hooking up the feedbag with the straps around your ears and behind your head enclosing your mouth and nose within the bag section. Equally, what this does do is give you a very up-close experience with what you’re about to eat, various grain dusts getting into your mouth and up your nose, enough so that you cough and snort a little accidentally on the natural scented offerings. "Pony’s don’t need to wait after they’ve been given their feedbag, that’s their allowance to begin eating. Pony’s are also appreciative to be fed, or at least need to act like they are. Can you give me a little whiney my good pony? A quick little meal-time neigh of content?", Vincent interjects, calming you down and distracting you from the claustrophobia of the mouth sack. Embarrassed, but committed to your actions, sure that your trainer is just trying to be helpful, you turn your face towards him and answer with a short, "Neigh!", heat filling your hidden cheeks at the thought of how you must look doing so. Still, you try your best to keep your eyes open, relaxing yourself to cope with eating from the feedbag. Meanwhile, smiling proudly, your trainer pets you on the head affectionately, "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>pony<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! That’s the spirit! Now just sort of bite forward and you should be able to get most of it", his advice both helpful and completely unnecessary. Seeing no other option, you lean forward attempting to reach your meal, at the same time trying to turn off your brain. Wrinkling your nose, you open your mouth wide and tentatively you close your mouth around a small sample. Intending to swallow it without having to taste you soon finding out that such a deed is impossible, the pony feed ultimately sticking to both your tongue and the roof of your mouth in its dryness. Worse, you sense that your face is covered in the grain dust, making you feel uncomfortably messy. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/FeedingPony.png]]</div><</if>>Bran, wheat grain in pellet form, and small oats, it’s not particularly bad or good. It would probably taste much better with some milk, or sugar, or even water, but as it is it’s just incredibly bland. Taking another bite, no longer as worried about it, you slowly begin consuming your meal. Sadly, you weren’t able to spot the most horrible aspect of your meal. Indeed, with every bite your mouth becomes drier, your jaw almost beginning to ache from the stiffness being so dry brings. Your stomach grumbling slightly, maybe from being unused to such a diet, you try to take another mouthful in your attempt to finish quickly, only to find some difficulty in doing so. Angled as it is, you just can’t reach anymore, embarrassingly requiring you to angle you head around, flicking it around to bring more of the cereal closer to you. However, soon you realize that you’ve eaten all you’re likely able to, looking over at your trainer for approval, hoping that he won’t have you do that again soon. Though, strangely, whether from the embarrassment you felt or the shock of the experience, you can’t help but recognize that your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> penis is painfully erect beneath you<<else>>vagina is sopping wet<</if>>, maybe something to think about afterwards when you’re alone. Helping you get the feedbag off, Vincent bursts out in laughter, putting you at ill ease. Retrieving a handkerchief from his pocket, wetting it with his spit before rubbing your face, "Tha …. that wasn’t very gentlemanly of me, but if you could see your face right now. That old adage about more on you than in you seems apt, though I mean that entirely in an approving way. Pony’s can’t help but create a mess when they eat, and neither can you. You did well by the way, a very impressive showing. I’ve trained pony’s who find the feedbag very claustrophobic, so good job on not panicking. Now I just need to get you cleaned up and you can have the first part of your reward treat", his attempt to clean you up actually making you feel slightly better about what just happened. Soon feeling like you have significantly less grain dust stuck to your face, you let Vincent grab his bag and lead you back to the bed. Kneeling at his feet as he sits, the lacklustre aftertaste putting you in a slightly sour mood as you try to ignore it, something much more delicious smelling crosses your senses. In your trainer’s hand you notice a long, twisted piece of pastry, chocolate streaking its length. "This was baked by a friend of mine, just for you. It’s a chocolate puff pastry twist, and I’ve got another one still in the bag for you after this because you did so well. No need to wait, just take the pieces when I feed them to you", your trainer explains in a friendly tone, clearly in high-spirits after your impressive completion of his task. Fed a decent lump of the sumptuous treat, you feel much better already. The chunk of pastry pushed into your mouth, practically dissolving it’s so delicate, you’re glad to have the taste of chocolate overriding the previous flavours burnt into your taste buds. Chewing and swallowing cheerily, you’re fed piece after piece from Vincent’s hand, even lapping up the crumbs you’re so overcome by the yummy warm sweet sensation. Even better, the rush of excitement you feel when you spot the second one being brought out is practically electric. Of course, that one soon in your stomach too. "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>pony<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! All gone!", Vincent once more declares, petting you atop the head with a pat that’s just the slightest bit wet from your licks. Glad that he’s happy, you respond bashfully, "Thank you sir, that was so tasty!", almost giggling as you hope he’ll see fit to reward you with more of that kind of treat in the future. "You’re welcome $firstName, I’m glad you enjoyed the puff pastry twists. I’ll have to give your regards to the chef. I’m impressed with your efforts, and as such will see you rewarded with 400 G.G.P to your account. See that you treat yourself with that, you most assuredly earned it. You did wonderfully, and hopefully have learned a couple of important lessons you’re your experience. Firstly, that being fed through the feedbag is a not-unusual part of life as a pony-slave, a bonding experience between owner and pet. And, secondly, that there will be moments that are embarrassing and at times … possibly slightly …. disgusting. Those parts of your life will always have a purpose, so it is important to throw yourself into them if your wish to please your owner", Vincent getting up as he explains all of this to pack away your dirty feedbag and the empty sack of pony-slave feed. Now having stowed everything away, as if there was no lesson at all, Vincent finishes, "But, I’ve taken up enough of your evening, and I feel you likely would benefit from some space to contemplate your new experiences. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon … though before that I really should give you an inspection just to be sure you’re complying with my pony appearance rules", the stately man eyeballing you intensely. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. The taste of chocolate still on your tongue, something you’re thankful for given what other taste you could have been stuck with, this night’s visit could have been nicer. Eating pony feed face first out of a sack strapped to your face was extremely degrading, and kind of unpleasant, though on the bright side it did make your trainer happy … and if you’re honest with yourself it was kind of hot in a strange way. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

Knowing it’s in your best interests to make Vincent at least a little happy, unable to stomach the idea of eating that pony fodder, you answer, "I’ll have the pasta please sir", the fact that you’re asking to be fed out of a horses feedbag making you feel more than a little awkward. Obviously thrilled, the grey-haired lord puts the hessian sack of pony feed back into the bag, leaving the <<if $pronoun == 1>>pink<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>red<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>blue<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>pink<<else>>red<</if>> feedbag and the plastic container of pasta alone. Answering you, he says joyfully, "Excellent! Pasta isn’t the usual fare for a pony but given your newness to all of this I think it’s a suitable start. Pony fodder isn’t as awful as it may sound, practically just breakfast cereals without the milk, so keep that in mind for the future. Still, feedbag feeding itself is an important lesson that almost any pony-slave will eventually come into contact with, so it’s best to do so in a comfortable supportive environment", taking the container in hand. Vincent slowly opening the plastic tub, the tantalizing yet subtle scent reaching you almost instantly, your mouth begins to water in anticipation. Watching, with a quiet, "Squelch!", the mass of pasta surges out of its container, landing out of sight within the feedbag. Whilst you only saw it briefly, it actually looked quite appetising, little flakes of herbs intermixed with the sumptuous tomato pesto. "Come stand over here my pony-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, pony’s eat standing up … and they eat with their mouths not their hooves", your trainer continues in his authoritative teacher voice, holding the now full feedbag with your name inscribed on the side of it. Slowly pacing over to him, feeling awkward and nervous enough to cause a small shiver you’re your skin, you stand before him as ordered. In quick order Vincent meanwhile goes about the process of hooking up the feedbag with the straps around your ears and behind your head enclosing your mouth and nose within the bag section. Equally, what this does do is give you a very up-close experience with what you’re about to eat, exquisite smelling as it is the fact that it’s enclosed before you makes it slightly overwhelming, enough so that you cough and snort a little accidentally as a result. "Pony’s don’t need to wait after they’ve been given their feedbag, that’s their allowance to begin eating. Pony’s are also appreciative to be fed, or at least need to act like they are. Can you give me a little whiney my good pony? A quick little meal-time neigh of content?", Vincent interjects, calming you down and distracting you from the claustrophobia of the mouth sack. Embarrassed, but committed to your actions, sure that your trainer is just trying to be helpful, you turn your face towards him and answer with a short, "Neigh!", heat filling your hidden cheeks at the thought of how you must look doing so. Still, you try your best to keep your eyes open, relaxing yourself to cope with eating from the feedbag. Meanwhile, smiling proudly, your trainer pets you on the head affectionately, "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>pony<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! That’s the spirit! Now just sort of bite forward and you should be able to get most of it", his advice both helpful and completely unnecessary. Your stomach rumbling with desire, you mouth forward trying to turn off your brain off and just enjoy yourself, in the process revelling in the scent of the tomato pesto pasta once more. Sniffing appreciatively, you open your mouth wide and press your face forward, feeling a wet slickness make contact around your lips. Taking a bite, you’re immediately blown away with joy. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/FeedingPony.png]]</div><</if>>Perfectly cooked and pleasantly warm pasta, an obviously home-made sauce that contains a playful combination of herbs and seasoning, and extremely fine pieces of fresh vegetable. It’s a simple meal, but the skill put into making it is obviously worlds apart from that, everything likely cooked by a professional if you’d have to guess from your interactions with Vincent. Committed to completing your lesson, but ever more interested in just enjoying the dish, you open up for another bite, ravenously working through your meal with surprising gusto, not previously realizing how hungry you actually were. One thing you do realize, however, is that with every bite you can feel more of it getting smeared across your cheeks and nose, a constant reminder of the wonderful smell it produces. Your stomach grumbling, probably because you’ve eaten too quickly, as you go to take another bite you realize with some disappointment that you’re unable to reach any more of it. Angled as it is, you just can’t get it even with your tongue, embarrassingly requiring you to angle you head around, flicking it around to bring more of the amazing pasta closer to you. However, with one last ecstasy inducing bite, soon you realize that you’ve eaten all you’re likely able to, looking over at your trainer for approval, hoping that he might bring you more of that in the future. Though, even more strangely, whether from the embarrassment you felt or the rush of eating such nice food, you can’t help but recognize that your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> penis is painfully erect beneath you<<else>>vagina is sopping wet<</if>>, maybe something to think about afterwards when you’re alone. Helping you get the feedbag off, Vincent bursts out in laughter, putting you at ill ease. Retrieving a handkerchief from his pocket, wetting it with his spit before rubbing your face, "Tha …. that wasn’t very gentlemanly of me, but if you could see your face right now. That old adage about more on you than in you seems apt, though I mean that entirely in an approving way. Pony’s can’t help but create a mess when they eat, and neither can you. You did well by the way, a very impressive showing. I’ve trained pony’s who find the feedbag very claustrophobic, so good job on not panicking. Now I just need to get you cleaned up and you can have the first part of your reward treat", his attempt to clean you up actually making you feel slightly better about what just happened. Soon feeling like you have significantly less sloppy pasta sauce stuck to your face, you let Vincent grab his bag and lead you back to the bed. Kneeling at his feet as he sits, the delicious aftertaste putting you into a relaxed ease, something much more sweet smelling crosses your senses. In your trainer’s hand you notice a long, twisted piece of pastry, chocolate streaking its length. "This was baked by a friend of mine, just for you. It’s a chocolate puff pastry twist. Feel free to just take the pieces when I feed them to you", your trainer explains in a friendly tone, clearly in high-spirits after your impressive completion of his task. Fed a decent lump of the sumptuous treat, you feel even better than before. The chunk of pastry pushed into your mouth, practically dissolving it’s so delicate, you appreciate the taste of chocolate on your tongue, a wonderful dessert after your meal. Chewing and swallowing cheerily, you’re fed piece after piece from Vincent’s hand, even lapping up the crumbs you’re so overcome by the yummy warm sweet sensation. "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>pony<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! All gone!", Vincent once more declares, petting you atop the head with a pat that’s just the slightest bit wet from your licks. Glad that he’s happy, you respond bashfully, "Thank you sir, that was so tasty!", almost giggling as you hope he’ll see fit to reward you with more of that kind of treat in the future. "You’re welcome $firstName, I’m glad you enjoyed the puff pastry twist. I’ll have to give your regards to the chef. I’m impressed with your efforts, and as such will see you rewarded with 200 G.G.P to your account. See that you treat yourself with that, you most assuredly earned it. You did great, and hopefully have learned a couple of important lessons you’re your experience. Firstly, that being fed through the feedbag is a not-unusual part of life as a pony-slave, a bonding experience between owner and pet. And, secondly, that there will be moments that are embarrassing and at times … possibly slightly …. disgusting. Those parts of your life will always have a purpose, so it is important to throw yourself into them if your wish to please your owner", Vincent getting up as he explains all of this to pack away your dirty feedbag and the empty pasta container. Now having stowed everything away, as if there was no lesson at all, Vincent finishes, "But, I’ve taken up enough of your evening, and I feel you likely would benefit from some space to contemplate your new experiences. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon … though before that I really should give you an inspection just to be sure you’re complying with my pony appearance rules", the stately man eyeballing you intensely. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘thoroughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>> After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. The taste of chocolate still on your tongue, this night’s visit was pretty amazing. Eating pasta face first out of a feedbag was kind of degrading, though was tasty, and it did make your trainer happy … and further if you’re honest with yourself it was kind of hot in a strange way. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

Unable to bring yourself to eat out of a feedbag, even if it’s just pasta, you answer, "If it’s okay sir, then I’d like not to do this lesson today. It’s just a bit … too much. I hope that’s not a problem", feeling slightly nervous that he might be annoyed after going to such effort to prepare for your potential lesson. Obviously disappointed the grey-haired lord puts the <<if $pronoun == 1>>pink<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>red<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>blue<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>pink<<else>>red<</if>> feedbag back into the bag it came in, shortly followed by the tub containing the pasta and the rough spun sack of pony-slave food. Thankfully, he doesn’t seem mad, just disappointed, responding with a reassuring tone, "That’s a shame my pony, but understandable. This must all be rather overwhelming for you, so much change in such a short time. I will have to make a note of this disobedience in avoiding your lesson<<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment <= 5>>, though I won’t go any further than that<</if>>. I hope nothing I just mentioned is problematic to you?", everything now firmly stowed away once again. Relieved, you respond sheepishly, "Thank you sir, I’m glad that you’re so understanding. I’ll at least think on it for later", hoping that your apparent willingness to consider it in the future will brighten him back up, there’s no reason to upset your rich and powerful sponsor after all. Cheering back up at least a small degree, Vincent nods in agreement, "Yes, think it all over, then maybe we can try again another day. Hopefully we can take things at a suitable pace for you despite outside forces impeding upon us. Without going through with the lesson I feel somewhat out of place, so I think I’ll be on my way. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon … though before that I really should give you an inspection just to be sure you’re complying with my pony appearance rules", the stately man eyeballing you intensely. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. Shrugging to yourself, it doesn’t seem like it went too badly, though a demerit on your record could prove a problem in the future. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to go get it, you soon realize your efforts are unnecessary as the door whooshes open, a figure silhouetted in the frame. Standing there you see a man in a muted green tweed suit, beneath which you spot, a blue checked waistcoat, muted yellow shirt, and red and yellow striped tie, his outfit making him feel rather overdressed even in comparison to many of the other important people you’ve seen about the facility. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentSmall.png]]</div>Taking a better look at him as he steps inside purposefully but with a hint of trepidation, you spot atop his head a matching tweed flat-cap, his thick silver hair flowing back behind it, tied with an ornate wolf-shaped silver hair tie into a ponytail which reaches his mid back. Further, other than his eyes that are so pale blue that they’re almost silver as well, the man has one of the most exquisite moustaches you’ve ever seen, the waxed tips turned upwards in a mark of remarkable grooming. Of course, you’ve met the man before, as this is obviously Lord Vincent, your sponsor and puppy-play trainer. "Hello $firstName, my pet. How does this evening treat you?", he asks you, a warm smile plastered across his face as he approaches. Starting to feel comfort in his presence, you respond, "Hello sir, it’s nice to see you again. I’m okay. Is there anything you need from me today?", feeling just a little embarrassed as you wonder what training this visit will bring. Chuckling slightly, the silver haired lord informs you, "Indeed. Though tonight I just wish to speak to you for a while. As a puppy in training I thought it best for me to talk you through things a bit further, explain what you might face in your future life, and just generally help you better get your head around being a puppy. However, before we get to all of that, I think it best we both take a seat so please kneel before me like a good puppy-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>", taking a seat on your bed as he awaits you following his request. Getting down into a loose kneel on the floor before him, not sure if you should be happy that tonight’s visit is only going to be talking, you ready yourself to listen to what Vincent has to say to you. "Well then", he starts, obviously settling into a long explanation, "To start with I’ll explain what I consider the most important aspects of being a puppy-slave, and after that we can explore facets of what you might expect from your future daily life. So, what is a puppy-slave? And further, why would anyone want a puppy-slave over a more standard sex-slave?", Vincent leaving a pause for you to give your thoughts in response. Not entirely sure what he wants to hear, you nervously answer, "Eh, well, puppy-slaves are slaves who act like puppy’s? And people might want them because they’re … cute?", your voice wavering slightly over your unsureness. Petting you atop the head, Vincent returns back to his lecturing, "That’s rather close in the first part, but only partially correct on both accounts. While yes, puppy-slaves are in fact slaves that act like puppy’s, there is a deeper aspect to it, puppy-slaves also living life like a dog and adopting elements of puppy-like thought. As for why someone might want a puppy slave, there are multiple reasons. You see, puppy’s are rather adorable, but they’re also loyal, more so than most other slave types and a loyal companion is invaluable. Now, some people revel in the idea of having a slave who they can treat in what most would consider a humiliating fashion, and there are sometimes elements of revenge or one-upmanship mixed in there as well, yet I wouldn’t consider that the main reason". "The second main reason, past their loyalty, is that they are rather rare. Not many slaves are capable of thriving as pet-slaves, which makes them novel and expensive. The result of which is that puppy-slaves are often owned as an expression of wealth and status, a trophy if you will, in truth putting pet-slaves of all types higher up the slave hierarchy despite what one would think. This isn’t always actionable, as puppy’s aren’t meant to command other slaves around, but in terms of treatment and attention you’ll likely be rivalling that of a head-slave in whatever home you end up in". Giving that a moment to sink in, he continues, "Now what type of treatment and attention can you expect? To start with, due to the premium value of puppy-slaves, despite being the most common type of pet-slave, you’ll probably end up in the ownership of someone who is vastly wealth, enough so that they’ll live in a large home with multiple slaves. Some owners pawn off their puppy’s care to those slaves, at least in part, though this is looked down upon in pet-slave owners circles. Instead, after an interim period after adoption you’re likely to be kept in close proximity to your owner most of the time. This might include sleeping on their bed, in a pet-bed in their room, or in a pet cage depending on their stance on such things. In a slave hierarchy this is considered a huge privilege amongst the slaves as they jockey for position and attention. Though, as most slaves can’t understand the enjoyment of being a puppy, they likely will not be jealous or unpleasant towards you on this account". "On the topic of attention from your owner, it’s also likely that they’ll make use of you sexually in some capacity, and due to your bedroom proximity likely at a high rate. Puppy’s have needs that are hard for them to tend to, and sexual desire is part of that. As an owner, it is in part their duty to see to your needs, though they may do so personally, or through public spectacle depending on their interests. You’ll likely need to service them too, your main role as a puppy-slave being to entertain and please them however you can, though hopefully after our time training you is done this should be easy for you. Some owners also allow their slave collection to mingle sexually or put on shows with other puppy-slaves for their watching pleasure, so keep that in mind too", all his talk of sex starting to build up a heat within you. Continuing with his speech without any such realization of the building need you’re feeling, your trainer moves on to, "Your owner will likely also take you on walks, though may sometimes have you walked by their other slaves or staff. Walking puppy-slaves is a social experience, along with being good exercise, allowing the owner to show off their puppy to others in their communities. Many a business deal has been started through such interactions, along with puppy meets where puppy owners gather their puppy’s to have them socialize and compete. Walking has one other important value, as some owners consider it the perfect timing for their pups toilet time so to speak", your lordly trainer looking slightly awkward as he quickly moves on. "In terms of your average day, you’ll most likely be awoken at the same time as your owner, though may be required to wake up slightly earlier with the task of awakening them. After that you’ll be allowed to ‘make toilet time’ and be fed your breakfast, followed by your morning walk. For the main stay of the day things will vary, but chances are you’ll either be sent to socialize with other pets, given free rein to roam around your home, or passed over to a high ranking slave to spend you time with. At this point you’ll likely also be fed your lunch, though not probably by your owner in this instance as they’ll often be busy. In the evening you’ll be fed again by your owner, taken for your evening walk and allowed to ‘make your business’. It’s also possible that your owner might take some time to play with you, have some personal time with you, or have you do something to entertain them, as the evenings are more probably their free time. After that it’ll likely end with you being taken to bed when they choose to do so, finishing the day". "So, as you can see things will probably be quite structured, involving a few feedings and walks, but with ample time for you to be attended to by your owner. It’s also worth mentioning that owners like to bring their puppy’s to formal events to exhibit them like trophies, and will try to fit in some grooming time every few days, so there are lots of possibilities for you to bond with your owner. That all said, some owners have more specific ideas in mind. You could for example be trained to be a racing dog, or a retrieving dog for hunting, or even given some training for defence purposes, though such matters are rarer and you’ll likely know up front if you’ll end up with an owner who has such ideas in mind". "Any questions?", he finally asks, like a teacher who has just finished a particularly in-depth lecture, his earnest expression of interest rather endearing really. Trying to will yourself to think of something your mind goes blank, offering you no questions to pose to him that won’t make you sound like you weren’t listening. Instead, you just shake your head, informing him, "I can’t think of anything sir, I think you went through almost everything", hoping that he’s happy with your response. Listening attentively, Vincent finally chimes in, "Well, it seems like you have everything in hand then. I think it best for me to take my leave for now, and give you the opportunity to think all of that over. Make sure to recuperate aswell. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon … though before that I really should give you an inspection just to be sure you’re complying with my rules", the stately man getting up from where he sits before ushering you to stand too, eyeballing you intensely. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. Shrugging to yourself, you can’t help but think that maybe a more active lesson would have been more fun. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to go get it, you soon realize your efforts are unnecessary as the door whooshes open, a figure silhouetted in the frame. Standing there you see a man in a muted green tweed suit, beneath which you spot, a blue checked waistcoat, muted yellow shirt, and red and yellow striped tie, his outfit making him feel rather overdressed even in comparison to many of the other important people you’ve seen about the facility. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentSmall.png]]</div>Taking a better look at him as he steps inside purposefully but with a hint of trepidation, you spot atop his head a matching tweed flat-cap, his thick silver hair flowing back behind it, tied with an ornate wolf-shaped silver hair tie into a ponytail which reaches his mid back. Further, other than his eyes that are so pale blue that they’re almost silver as well, the man has one of the most exquisite moustaches you’ve ever seen, the waxed tips turned upwards in a mark of remarkable grooming. Of course, you’ve met the man before, as this is obviously Lord Vincent, your sponsor and kitten-play trainer. "Hello $firstName, my pet. How does this evening treat you?", he asks you, a warm smile plastered across his face as he approaches. Starting to feel comfort in his presence, you respond, "Hello sir, it’s nice to see you again. I’m okay. Is there anything you need from me today?", feeling just a little embarrassed as you wonder what training this visit will bring. Chuckling slightly, the silver haired lord informs you, "Indeed. Though tonight I just wish to speak to you for a while. As a kitten in training I thought it best for me to talk you through things a bit further, explain what you might face in your future life, and just generally help you better get your head around being a kitten. However, before we get to all of that, I think it best we both take a seat so please sit before me like a good kitten-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>", taking a seat on your bed as he awaits you following his request. Slinking down into a loose sprawl on the floor before him, expecting to get bored if tonight’s visit is only going to be talking, you ready yourself to listen to what Vincent has to say to you. "Well then", he starts, obviously settling into a long explanation, "To start with I’ll explain what I consider the most important aspects of being a kitten-slave, and after that we can explore facets of what you might expect from your future daily life. So, what is a kitten-slave? And further, why would anyone want a kitten-slave over a more standard sex-slave?", Vincent leaving a pause for you to give your thoughts in response. Wanting to speed things up as much as possible, you playfully answer, "Well … kitten slaves are adorable and great. And people want them because they’re the best pet type", your voice confident that you’re right, even if your trainer might not fully agree. Petting you atop the head slightly condescendingly, Vincent returns back to his lecturing, "That’s both very sweet and rather close on both accounts. Yes, kitten-slaves are in fact considered to be cute and treasured among owners’ circles, though there is a little bit more to it than that. Kitten-slaves live life like a cat, adopting elements of puppy-like thought and mannerisms. As for why someone might want a kitten slave, you’re right on that again. You see, kittens are rather adorable to look at, but they’re also playful, even a bit mischievous, more so than most other slave types certainly. What kittens offer is a sort of wonderful entertaining chaos, a result of the extreme lenience that they’re afforded, and with those antics come a more interesting life for their owners and surrounding slaves. Now, some people revel in the idea of having a slave who they can pamper, and there are possibly elements of humiliation, yet I wouldn’t consider those the main reason". "The second main reason, past the enjoyment they bring, is that they are positively rare. Not many slaves are capable of thriving as pet-slaves, which makes them novel and expensive. The result of which is that kitten-slaves are often owned as an expression of wealth and status, a trophy if you will, in truth putting pet-slaves of all types higher up the slave hierarchy despite what one would think. This isn’t always actionable, as kittens aren’t meant to directly command other slaves around, but in terms of treatment and attention you’ll likely be surpassing that of a head-slave in whatever home you end up in. People do love to spoil their kittens after all". Giving that a moment to sink in, he continues, "Now what type of treatment and attention can you expect? To start with, due to the premium value of kitten-slaves, being one of the most coveted types of pet-slave, you’ll probably end up in the ownership of someone who is vastly wealth, enough so that they’ll live in a large home with multiple slaves. Some owners pawn off elements of their kittens’ care to those slaves, though this is looked down upon in pet-slave owners circles. Instead, after an interim period after adoption you’re likely to be kept in close proximity to your owner most of the time. This might include sleeping on their bed, in a pet-bed in their room, or in a pet cage depending on their stance on such things. In a slave hierarchy this is considered a huge privilege amongst the slaves as they jockey for position and attention. Though, as you’ll hopefully provide some level of enjoyment to all of them, they likely will not be jealous or unpleasant towards you on this account". "On the topic of attention from your owner, it’s also likely that they’ll make use of you sexually in some capacity, and due to your bedroom proximity likely at a high rate. Kittens have needs that are hard for them to tend to, and sexual desire is part of that. As an owner, it is in part their duty to see to your needs, though they may do so personally, or through public spectacle depending on their interests. You’ll likely need to service them too, your main role as a kitten-slave being to entertain and please them however you can, though hopefully after our time training you is done this should be easy for you. Some owners also allow their slave collection to mingle sexually or put on shows with other kitten-slaves for their watching pleasure, so keep that in mind too. One last thing to note is that kittens are allowed to be slightly more playful in the bedroom, given the leniency to start things, or at times top-from-the-bottom so to speak, just remember not to abuse that opportunity", all his talk of sex starting to build up a heat within you. Continuing with his speech without any such realization of the building need you’re feeling, your trainer moves on to, "Your owner will possibly also take you on occasional walks, though these will likely be infrequent. Walking kitten-slaves is a social experience, along with being good exercise, allowing the owner to show off their kitten to others in their communities. But it’s also often seen as trouble. Kittens can be fussy after all. Instead kittens are more frequently taken to kitten meets, or other similar social gatherings, allowing them to interact with other kitten-slaves like themselves, whilst also allowing their owners to meet and network. Those meets can be a tad … competitive though, kittens are attention hogs all in all", your lordly trainer looking slightly awkward as he quickly moves on. "In terms of your average day, you’ll most likely be awoken at the same time as your owner, though may be required to wake up slightly earlier with the task of awakening them. After that you’ll be allowed to ‘make toilet time’ and be fed your breakfast. For the main stay of the day things will vary, but chances are you’ll given free rein to roam around your home, or if you so choose to nap instead. You’ll be fed again at lunch, but as kittens are more independent, unless your owner has particular plans for your day, then until after your evening meal you’ll mostly be left to your own business. One thing to keep in mind, however, is that there is some level of expectation for you to use this time to bother the other slaves, cause mischief, try to gain your owners attention and otherwise indulge yourself. In the evening it’s possible your owner might take some time to play with you, have some personal time with you, or have you do something to entertain them, as the evenings are more probably their free time. After that it’ll likely end with you being encouraged to go to bed when they choose to do so, finishing the day". "So, as you can see things will probably be quite open for you, involving a lot of free time, but with also with time for you to spend with your owner. It’s also worth mentioning that owners like to bring their kittens to formal events to exhibit them like trophies and will try to fit in some grooming time every day, so there are lots of possibilities for you to bond with your owner. That all said, some owners have more specific ideas in mind. You could for example be trained to be a more closely kept kitten, or be used as a mascot for a business or organization, though such matters are rarer and you’ll likely know up front if you’ll end up with an owner who has such ideas in mind". "Any questions?", he finally asks, like a teacher who has just finished a particularly in-depth lecture, his earnest expression of interest rather endearing really. Trying to hold back a yawn, your mind goes blank, offering you no questions to pose to him that won’t make it sound like you weren’t listening. Instead, you just shake your head with a grin, informing him, "I can’t think of anything sir, I think you went through almost everything so well that you’ve answered every question I could ask", hoping that buttering him up will keep him happy with your response. Listening attentively, Vincent finally chimes in, "Well, it seems like you have everything in hand then. I think it best for me to take my leave for now, and give you the opportunity to think all of that over. Make sure to recuperate as well. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon … though before that I really should give you an inspection just to be sure you’re complying with my rules", the stately man getting up from where he sits before ushering you to stand too, eyeballing you intensely. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. Shrugging to yourself, you can’t help but think that maybe a more active lesson would have been more fun. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

As you begin preparing for bed, a knocking at your door disturbs your actions. Turning to go get it, you soon realize your efforts are unnecessary as the door whooshes open, a figure silhouetted in the frame. Standing there you see a man in a muted green tweed suit, beneath which you spot, a blue checked waistcoat, muted yellow shirt, and red and yellow striped tie, his outfit making him feel rather overdressed even in comparison to many of the other important people you’ve seen about the facility. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VincentSmall.png]]</div>Taking a better look at him as he steps inside purposefully but with a hint of trepidation, you spot atop his head a matching tweed flat-cap, his thick silver hair flowing back behind it, tied with an ornate wolf-shaped silver hair tie into a ponytail which reaches his mid back. Further, other than his eyes that are so pale blue that they’re almost silver as well, the man has one of the most exquisite moustaches you’ve ever seen, the waxed tips turned upwards in a mark of remarkable grooming. Of course, you’ve met the man before, as this is obviously Lord Vincent, your sponsor and pony-play trainer. "Hello $firstName, my pet. How does this evening treat you?", he asks you, a warm smile plastered across his face as he approaches. Starting to feel comfort in his presence, you respond, "Hello sir, it’s nice to see you again. I’m okay. Is there anything you need from me today?", feeling just a little embarrassed as you wonder what training this visit will bring. Chuckling slightly, the silver haired lord informs you, "Indeed. Though tonight I just wish to speak to you for a while. As a pony in training I thought it best for me to talk you through things a bit further, explain what you might face in your future life, and just generally help you better get your head around being a pony. However, before we get to all of that, I think it best we both take a seat so please kneel before me like a good obedient pony-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>", taking a seat on your bed as he awaits you following his request. Getting down into an elegant kneel on the floor before him, not sure if you should be happy that tonight’s visit is only going to be talking, you ready yourself to listen to what Vincent has to say to you. "Well then", he starts, obviously settling into a long explanation, "To start with I’ll explain what I consider the most important aspects of being a pony-slave, and after that we can explore facets of what you might expect from your future daily life. So, what is a pony-slave? And further, why would anyone want a pony-slave over a more standard sex-slave?", Vincent leaving a pause for you to give your thoughts in response. Wanting to please your trainer, scrambling for a good answer you say, "Oh, well sir, pony slaves are slaves who dress like pony’s and sometimes pull carts? And people might want them because they’re especially obedient? Or if they have land and want someone to pull them around it in a cart?", your voice wavering slightly as you avert your eyes nervously. Petting you atop the head, Vincent returns back to his lecturing, "That’s a very good attempt $firstName, though there are a few things I’d add. Indeed, pony-slaves are in fact slaves that act like pony’s, there is a deeper aspect to it with pony-slaves also living life like a pony and adopting elements of pony-like thought and mannerisms. As for why someone might want a pony slave, there are multiple reasons. You see, pony’s are by far the most refined of pet-slaves, requiring significant time and effort in their care and training. This, importantly, gives their owner both a sense of purpose along with a prestigious hobby to improve their standing within certain crucial social circles. Now, some people revel in the idea of having a slave who they can treat in what most would consider a humiliating fashion, and there are sometimes elements of revenge or one-upmanship mixed in there as well, yet I wouldn’t consider that the main reason". "The second main reason, past their elegance, is that they are invariably rare. Not many slaves are capable of thriving as pet-slaves, which makes them novel and expensive. The result of which is that pony-slaves are often owned as an expression of severe wealth and status, a trophy if you will, in truth putting pet-slaves of all types higher up the slave hierarchy despite what one would think. This isn’t always actionable, as pony’s certainly aren’t meant to command other slaves around, but in terms of treatment and attention you’ll likely be rivalling that of a head-slave in whatever home you end up in". Giving that a moment to sink in, he continues, "Now what type of treatment and attention can you expect? To start with, due to the premium value of pony-slaves, you’ll likely end up in the ownership of someone who is vastly wealth, enough so that they’ll live in a large home with significant lands and multiple slaves. Some owners pawn off their pony’s care to those slaves, at least in part, though this is looked down upon in pet-slave owners circles. Unlike house-pet-slaves you’ll probably be kept in a stable stall, though some owners have stables installed within their room. At first this may seem disadvantageous, however, pony trainers invest significant finances in their pony and care, so you’re likely to soon end up in a very impressive stable stall environment, especially if you’re successful in competition. Not even mentioning all the personal training time you’ll have with your owner, which is considered a huge privilege amongst the slaves as they jockey for position and attention. Though, as most slaves can’t understand the enjoyment of being a pony, they likely will not be jealous or unpleasant towards you on this account". "On the topic of attention from your owner, it’s possible that they’ll make use of you sexually in some capacity, yet because pony owners are slightly more rigid in their master and pet role separation this will almost always be done in a way that cements that relationship. Pony’s have needs that are hard for them to tend to, and sexual desire is part of that. As an owner, it is in part their duty to see to your needs, which they may do so personally, or through public spectacle depending on their interests. You’ll possibly also need to service them too, though hopefully after our time training you is done this should be easy for you. Some owners also allow their slave collection to mingle sexually or put on shows with other pony-slaves for their watching pleasure, so keep that in mind too", all his talk of sex starting to build up a heat within you. Continuing with his speech without any such realization of the building need you’re feeling, your trainer moves on to, "Your owner will likely also take you on runs, though may sometimes have you exercised by their other slaves or staff. Instead of walking pony-slaves need more significant stamina training, so are often made to run whilst their owner rides a bike, drives a car, or jogs ahead depending on their own choices. Some owners consider this the perfect timing for their pony’s toilet time so to speak. As this isn’t a viable time to socialize during, pony’s are often brought to various shows and meets where they are raced against each other, or have to perform in some form of competition. This gives your owner the opportunity to socialize and network with other owners, whilst also showing you off and allowing you to prove your training has been effective. Lastly, these will be great opportunities for you to socialize with other pony’s too", a slight reddening to his cheeks giving you the impression that pony’s at pony meets do more than just talking to each other. "In terms of your average day, you’ll most likely be awoken early by a slave or staff member of your owner, as pony’s need to get an early start to the day. You’ll be fed, either through a feedbag or trough, and then taken out for a quick warm up trot around a training paddock. By this point you’ll likely be visited by your owner who will then take over, grooming you, then probably taking you for your morning run. If you’re going to be a cart pony you’ll be barded and hooked up to a cart so you can pull them, if you’re going to be a dressage pony you’ll instead have your owner jogging ahead of you or possibly using a vehicle to keep ahead instead". "Following that you’ll probably be given an hour or so of training, going over your positions and posture, before being put back in your stable to eat lunch and get a rest. Some time in the afternoon training will continue, though this might be given over to another to supervise in the stead of your owner. You may also be given some time to frolic within a pasture or paddock depending on the time of year. After that you’ll be taken for your evening run, fed your dinner, and then re-groomed. This will lead up into the evening, at which point it’s usual for you to be left alone for an early nights sleep, though some owners who are more closely bonded may take this opportunity to make use of your other abilities". "So, as you can see things will probably be extremely structured, involving a rigorously scheduled day of feedings, training, runs and possibly some free time. But, you should have ample time to interact with your owner. It’s also worth mentioning that owners like to bring their puppy’s to formal events to exhibit them like trophies, though some members of high society consider bringing a pony inside to be bad etiquette. That all said, some owners have more specific ideas in mind. You could for example be trained to rode by your owner with a saddle, or to be an indoor pet pony kept similar to a puppy or kitten, though such matters are rarer and you’ll likely know up front if you’ll end up with an owner who has such ideas in mind". "Any questions?", he finally asks, like a teacher who has just finished a particularly in-depth lecture, his earnest expression of interest rather endearing really. Listening attentively the entire time like the obedient pony you are, you just shake your head confidently, informing him, "I can’t think of anything sir, I think you went through everything I would need to know", hoping that he’s happy with your response. Clearly content with that, Vincent finally chimes in, "Well, it seems like you have everything in hand then. I think it best for me to take my leave for now, and give you the opportunity to think all of that over. Make sure to recuperate as well. Goodnight my pet, and I’ll see you again soon … though before that I really should give you an inspection just to be sure you’re complying with my rules", the stately man getting up from where he sits before ushering you to stand too, eyeballing you intensely. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer Outfit Check]]>> <<if $petPlayTrainerPunishment > 5>>Sighing heavily, Vincent steers you over to sit on the bed with a look of disappointment on his face. "I’m sorry $firstName, but due to your repeat incidences of misbehaviour we’ve reached the end of our training. Sad to say, but I’m afraid you’ve failed to make the grade so to speak in regard to being considered a ‘throughbred’ pet. This isn’t the end of the world, though it will regrettably be the end of your time here in the facility. To recoup the investments placed upon you, under my auspices as your sponsor and trainer I shall go forth with securing you a suitable future owner. Despite your failures pet-slaves are still in tremendous demand, so wherever you end up will nevertheless be still a prestigious placement", your trainer wearily explains to your shock, the pronouncement causing many worrying thoughts to run through your mind. About to speak out, to at least plead your case for another chance, Vincent cuts you off by directing a request towards Alice the facility AI, "Alice, please be a dear for me and disable $firstName for transport. Thank you in advance", the result of which is you immediately feeling tremendously drowsy, flopping down softly onto your bed. Just as sleep begins to overtake you, in your last moments of consciousness you hear Alice responds in her usual monotone, "Of course Lord Smythe. $firstName has been neurally sedated. I’ve also taken the initiative to prep a transport team to box and move them for your convenience. Do you require any further services?". Unsure what the future has in store for you, <a data-passage="Pet-Play Caught Punishment">you settle into a dreamless slumber</a>.<<else>>After finishing his appearance inspection of you Vincent gives you a warm goodbye before departing, leaving you alone. As you begin getting prepared for bed again, you think over the visit that just transpired. Shrugging to yourself, you can’t help but think that maybe a more active lesson would have been more fun. Nervous, but also curious, you daydream of what could happen on his next visit. <<include [[Pet-Play Trainer End]]>><</if>>

<<if $submission < 100>><<set $submission += 1>><</if>>As you walk down one of the many sterile white walled corridors of the facility on your way back to your dormitory nothing seems out of place. The only thing that stands out to you, if anything, is the lack of other people you’ve encountered for the last few minutes, however, as labyrinthine as the building is it’s not to surprising that you might have ended up on a mostly untravelled thoroughfare. Mulling this over in your mind, your stomach lurches uncomfortably as if you were walking on air. In a split second, adrenaline freezing you to the core, you realize that you actually are standing on air, nothing below your feet as gravity pulls you downwards. Screaming, "AHHHHH!", in your shock, your <<checkAss>> rear lands roughly on a slick surface, wind whipping against your face. By now everything is dark, but from the rapid movement you can feel you’re undergoing you would guess you’re in some kind of slide. Though where it will lead you have no clue. Much to your horror. "SQUELCH!", as light once again stings your eyes a strange gloopy sound fills your ears, along with a slightly … apple-like scent. Taking a moment to come to your sense, disorientated and uncomfortable, you see a lot of green colour, and many bright lights, but past that it’s hard to make any headway. What’s more telling is the wet yet firm substance that you can sense beneath your fingertips, your body slowly sinking in whatever strange goop you’ve landed in. As the lights come down a little, allowing you a better vision of your surroundings, a cock male voice booms around the room, "You’ve just been jelly-ed!", a chorus of laughter closely following his pronouncement. A soft male hand making contact with your own, helping yank you up, you awkwardly get your footing clambering out of the transparent green gunge and onto solid ground. The substance still clinging to your hair, skin and almost everything else in small wobbly chunks, you get the impression it might be some form of jelly or other gelatine-based dessert. Now seeing a small film crew, tall manned cameras, and that the area seems made up into the guise of a colourful studio set, your stomach feels faint. Did you just end up on a hidden camera prank show? The handsome slender green-haired man turning you both so you’re facing the cameras, he jokingly comments, "We’re the Hidden Pranks channel, and you’ve just been jelly-ed! So, what’s your name?", the show’s host dusting some of the excess jelly off of you. "Uh, I’m $firstName …", you awkwardly mumble, just wanting to leave but not wanting to look a fool and storm off. Meanwhile, answering back with an award-winning smile, the host responds, "Well $firstName, you’ve been a good sport playing along with our funny prank. Hasn’t <<if $pronoun == 1>>she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> folks?", a man of to the side pressing a button which causes some claps and whoops of agreement to emanate from speakers, falsely making it look like they have a studio audience. "See, it’s all in good humour and we’ve all had a good laugh today. You can find your way out that way", he continues after the cheers have subsided, his finger animatedly pointing you towards a pair of double doors marked as the exit. Getting off screen just slow enough that it doesn’t look like you’re fleeing, you quickly pick up the pace, wrenching open the doors and ending up back out in another of the facility’s drab sterile corridors, as if nothing had happened. Sighing, annoyed at the interruption to your day, you shake off the rest of the jelly fragments and continue on your way. Whilst you try not to let it get to you, it does way on your mind that so many people will have seen your public humiliation, the footage of it archived for all the world to see. Embarrassed, but knowing there’s nothing you can do about it, you head on back towards your dormitory. <<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

As you’re walking down a rather standard clinical white corridor on your way towards your planned destination, a sudden sense of concern crosses your mind. At first, you’re unsure why you’re on edge, but then you realize that you’ve not seen anyone for the past few minutes, and that’s not a good sign. Turning the corner, keeping an eye out for danger, an icy chill runs down your spine as you see a graffitied tag stating, "DOLLY RULEZ!", the messy spray painted sign standing out all the more in the sterile featureless hallway. Figuring that it might be best just to leave, you start backing up, colliding with a soft thud against something behind you. "What’s you’s doing’s in Dolly’s territory. You’s looking to start a fight", a high-pitched feminine voice states from behind you, only slightly muffled due to just how close it actually is to you. Putting your hands up, not wanting to get into and altercation you respond, "I don’t know anything about any of this. Was just trying to pass through, but now that I know I’ll just back up and leave", hoping that the intimidating yet out of sight figure will just let you leave, even if that’ll delay your arrival a few minutes because of the necessary detour. It’s at that moment that a large gaggle of women appear in front of you, having appeared almost seemingly from nowhere at all, though you were slightly distracted at the time. Strangely, the women are all wearing long pink dresses that reach their mid ankle, petticoats underneath puffing out the skirt section significantly and making them appear very girly. However, in contrast to that the arms of the dresses are all roughly torn off at the shoulder, looking surprisingly intimidating. The only other factor that all the women have in common, is that they all have their hair in wide loose doll-like curls, a look that’s so hyper feminine that it’s kind of amusing. A girl in the middle of them stepping forward, this one differentiated by being the only one to wear a sleeveless rhinestone bedazzled jean jacket on the top of her dress, she kind of looks like a mean girl you once spotted at a local shopping mall. Half-grinning, half-sneering, she calls out to the woman behind you in a slightly lisp-y voice, "What have you caught for me today Th-parkle?", her question seemingly rhetorical. "Look I was just leaving …", you state, seeing you are now overwhelmingly outnumbered, and just wanting to get away from this madness. Nervously, you wait on as the girl, who you guess is Dolly, continues. <<if $hairLength <= 3>>Shrugging, clearly not all that interested, she sighs, "<<if $pronoun == 1>>Her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Hi-th<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Their<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Her<<else>>Hi-th<</if>> hair i-th-n’t long enough. Wouldn’t be very fun to play with. The tre-th-pa-th-er can go", waving you away. Taking the chance and not looking back you duck back around, rushing past the equally pink dress wearing girl that was behind you. It takes you a couple of minutes to bypass that section of corridor, but it’s worth it. Despite looking kind of silly, you had the impression that those girls meant business. <<include [[Travel To End]]>><<elseif $hairStyle == 5>> Shrugging, clearly not all that interested, she sighs, "<<if $pronoun == 1>>Her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Hi-th<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Their<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Her<<else>>Hi-th<</if>> hair i-th already done like our tag. It would be really weird and not very fun to do it again. The tre-th-pa-th-er can go", waving you away. Taking the chance and not looking back you duck back around, rushing past the equally pink dress wearing girl that was behind you. It takes you a couple of minutes to bypass that section of corridor, but it’s worth it. Despite looking kind of silly, you had the impression that those girls meant business. <<include [[Travel To End]]>><<elseif $involTFPlay>> Shrugging, clearly not taken in by your argument, she sighs dramatically, "<<if $pronoun == 1>>Her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Hi-th<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Their<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Her<<else>>Hi-th<</if>> hair i-th prefect. Tre-th-pa-th-er’th get a parting gift from Doll’th crew when they catch them. Grab <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> girl-th", gesturing for her gang to mob and restrain you. At first you try to struggle, but it was over in an instant, the girl behind you looping her arms under your armpits as the other descend upon you. You give a few attempts to shake them off, but by that point it’s too late, there’s just too many of them. Looking on with a gulp, you watch as [[Dolly is handed a pair of cordless curling tongs|Travel To Girly Hair Gang Main]].<<else>> Shrugging, clearly not taken in by your argument, she sighs dramatically, "<<if $pronoun == 1>>Her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Hi-th<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Their<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Her<<else>>Hi-th<</if>> hair i-th prefect. Tre-th-pa-th-er’th get a parting gift from Doll’th crew when they catch them. Grab <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> girl-th", gesturing for her gang to mob and restrain you. Realization dawning on you, you know it’s now or never if you’re going to try and run. They are wearing heels and long dresses, so you might be able to outpace them. However, you also can’t help but think that if you [[let them grab you|Travel To Girly Hair Gang Main]] then maybe they might go easy on you. <<include [[Travel To End]]>><</if>>

<<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 10>><<set $hairStyle = 5>><<if !$involTFPlay>>Deciding to just let it happen, not trying to move.As you’re grabbed at you make the slightest of token struggles, but it really was over in an instant, the girl behind you looping her arms under your armpits as the other descend upon you. You make a few weak attempts to shake them off, but by that point it’s too late, there’s just too many of them. Looking on with a gulp, you watch as Dolly is handed a pair of cordless curling tongs. <</if>>Watching you smugly, the lisping gang leader clacks together the curling tongs menacingly, gloating, "You have th-uch pretty $hairColour hair! It’s going to look even better after we’ve gotten hold of it. By the time I’m done you’ll have th-ome cute floofy curl’th ju-th-t like u-th", her grin only growing as she taunts you. "You don’t have to do this, you can still let me go", you complain as your struggle intensifies slightly, not enjoying the look of the hot curler, or the person who’s holding it. "Nu uh, you tre-th-pa-th-ed on our turf, th-o we get to play with you. Them’th the rule-th. Now don’t th-quirm, wouldn’t want to accidentally burn you", Dolly announces with great amusement, stalking over to your firmly held form. <<set $hairStyle = 5>>Trying to stay still whilst nervously leaning back against the girl holding you from behind you have no choice but to let her begin taking the curling iron to your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair. Taking a handful of your hair, she quickly twists it around the device before applying enough pressure to close the tongs and heat it. Feeling the warmth way too close for comfort on your scalp you gulp, but know you have no choice. Closing your eyes and hoping this ends soon, you wait for her to finish. Brought back to the moment by a wet splash striking your hair and face, your eyes fly open in shock, Dolly now holding an empty jar in her hand. Whatever it is stinks strongly of chemicals, but you don’t feel like you’re in any position to ask what she’s doing, knowing that if you’re going to be told she’ll tell you. Giving it one last inspection, Dolly grins smugly, "Done! Now you’ve been tagged by u-th. You won’t think of being in our th-pace now will you!", the egotistical leader of the odd band of thugs gesturing for one of the other girls to brings something over which you soon realize is a small mirror. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>Seeing your reflection you gasp, shocked at just how big a change the new style is. Much like the other girls, your hair is now in big thick loose curls, the kind similar to what you might expect on a particularly fancy doll. It’s an incredibly girly look, far past what almost anyone would consider normal, the level of femininity on show more suited to special occasions and models of the most feminine of fashions. Strangely, it does look kind of nice though, the job done on it despite being a rushed one still appearing to be immaculately styled. "Ha! Now you look all girly and cute too!", the feminine mob leader mocks, "And, I put a th-tyling agent on it, th-o it’ll be th-tuck like that for day-th!", her compatriats joining in on her laughter as your stomach sinks. It sounds like you might be stuck with this hairstyle for a while without some professional intervention. Just wanting to leave now more than ever, you ask tiredly, "Can I go then?", seeing Dolly shrug, the grips of the girls holding you now loosening. Seemingly losing interest fast, she answers bored-ly, "Th-ure, you can go now. But remember that Dolly’th gang is the toughe-th-t around, and we don’t like people th-nooping around our th-tuff", her lisp getting worse than ever, much to her annoyance. Not needing to be told to go twice, you quickly pull out of the light hold her other gang-mates have you in, backtracking down the corridor. Hearing their raucous laughs behind you, all you can do is sigh. It takes you a few more minutes to find a suitable detour, the whole experience leaving you exasperated, but knowing that things probably as well as they could. Seeing no chance of the facility staff actually helping you out on this, and stuck with a particularly girly hair-do, you just keep walking. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

<<if visited()<=1>>Approaching the morose woman listlessly stirring her tea more closely, you get a better view of her. Whilst she’s sitting, you’d say she’s probably about 5 foot 7 inches in height, with long elegant legs that she currently sits with crossed over. She’s pretty, beautiful even, though her breasts are on the smaller end of a B-Cup, and she could benefit from some good spa care to revitalize her. Looking into her vibrant blue-green eyes, you notice that she has distinct light purple eye shadow on her eyelids, her thick lips covered in a deep red lipstick, the two together giving her a seductive look that gives you the impression she puts a lot of effort into her appearance. Finally, wearing a sophisticated thigh length dark blue dress, you’d guess that she is successful at whatever she does for work, or at least has an interest in fashion. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/FelicityNormalLarge.png]]</div> Not entirely sure how to introduce yourself, you move to stand nearer to her, clearing your throat to grad her attention. "Hey … um, this might be kind of weird to ask, but are you okay? I don’t want to pry, but, um, you just looked like you could use someone to talk to … maybe …", your attempt trailing off awkwardly as you wonder whether it might have been better to just leave the poor woman alone to her problems. However, it seems that your intervention was well received, as, looking up from her now likely cold cup of tea, she responds exasperatedly, "Thanks, I could use someone to vent to. Please, take a seat, I’ll order some more tea", the chic lady’s mood picking up as she takes out a small tablet device and presses a few things, waiting for you to seat yourself. "Thank you. I’m $firstName by the way", you answer as you get yourself comfortable facing her across the table, a new pot of tea and two new cups brought out rapidly by a waitress who ferries away the old cup of tea that your table-mate had been previously staring at. "I’m Felicity, pleased to meet you $firstName", the woman explains politely, reaching a slender and well-manicured hand across the table to shake your hand in greeting, "And, well, I’ve just had an awful day so far, so I hope you don’t mind me venting about it? It’s just … urgh … where to even start", Felicity during this point in the conversation being thoughtful enough to pour you the first cup of tea so you have something to drink whilst you listen. "Guess I should start from the beginning. After coming out of uni I went into Virtual Interface research and did pretty well for myself. Really technical stuff, but I managed to put out a couple of patents that were well enough received that I could live comfortably. Then I … came into some debts … and that didn’t go too well. Ended up having to write over the profits on my patents until I repaid the debt, along with working for this facility in their R&D department. Could be worse, you know, but it was a huge downer", she explains, taking a quick sip of tea absentmindedly. Curious, you query her, "So you’re in some kind of indentured service to this place then? How does that work, and what sort of research do you do?", wondering if there’s something more to the story, or possibly something useful to you which she can offer. "Kind of", the red-head shrugs noncommittally, "It’s more of a repayment method than anything that serious, all that would happen if I quit is that I’d be bankrupt and they’d take the patents fully, so it’s in my interest to pay them back in the long run. But, however fun it’d be, it’s not like they can ask me to bark like a dog, or give them blowie, or anything like that. Instead I’m just doing some pretty boring Virtual Interface work for them. I’ve got the feeling that because I’m more of a coerced contractor that they don’t want to let me in on anything too interesting. Maybe they’re worried I’ll try and run off with it or sabotage it because I don’t really want to be here. Still, working here has its benefits", she finishes with a flirty wink and a cheeky grin. "What kind of benefits?", you blurt out in turn without thinking, your brain processing that the hint she gave you more than enough of an answer already. Barely holding back a giggle, the result coming out as a remarkably unladylike snort, Felicity smiles, "Well …. We have a couple of in office sex slaves for one. Coming here was the first time I’ve had someone go down on me while I coded … no wait second time, but it’s happened far more frequently here", her laughter at the last part finally breaking through. As if coming back down to her mood from before she adds slightly more sombrely, "She’s so amazingly hot is the slave girl we have in the office, all boobs and butt, they’re huge! Makes me kind of jealous. Not of the slave part, even if the sex would be great, but having a body like that is just … wow", Felicity’s attention once more returning to her cup of tea which she stares at lost in thought. "Why not get modded for those then?", you think out loud, knowing how easy it is to get body mods like that in the facility, "The clinic could get you sorted as much as you’d like in less than an hour". Looking back up slightly wistfully, your tea buddy shakes her red locks of hair, "No can do, sadly. I’m sort of broke, not that I don’t have some spending money with the new job, but most of it goes to my debt. On top of that, they charge civilians a fair amount to get that sort of thing done, and I’m not going to get any credit towards modding myself from anyone. So, I guess I’m out of luck". Changing the subject, you talk about facility gossip a little over your tea, Felicity soon picking back up to her cheerful normal self. She’s fun to talk to, and other than that little moment of moping over her lack of big breasts and an equally massive ass, she’s a very positive and flirty person who you could see yourself hanging out more with. She even extends the offer to join her again for tea and a chat if you see her about, adding that she has a lot of spare time to kill, and that she’d be more than happy to spend it with you. Intimately. One thing does come to your mind though out of all this, a possibility that you could help the red-headed computer scientist out. Afterall, mods aren’t that expensive for you, maybe you could work something out with her in exchange. Having a friend who works for the facility could be handy, especially one who seems so open to having a little fun.<<else>>Approaching Felicity, the flirty red-headed computer researcher, you take in her appearance. Standing she’s probably about 5 foot 7 inches in height, with <<if $felicityHipSize == 0>>thin sleek hips<<elseif $felicityHipSize == 1>>flared hips<<elseif $felicityHipSize == 2>>wide sexy hips<<elseif $felicityHipSize == 3>>super-wide child-bearing hips<</if>>, <<if $felicityThighSize == 0>>slender thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 1>>noticeable thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 2>>hot thick thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 3>>inflated inherently sexual thighs<</if>>, a <<if $felicityAssSize == 0>>cute flat rear<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 1>>cute bubble butt<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 2>>bouncingly big butt<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 3>>massive jiggly highly-sexy ass<</if>>, all surrounded by long elegant legs that scream of sensuality. She’s pretty, beautiful even, though her breasts are <<if $felicityBreastSize == 0>>on the smaller end of a B-Cup<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 1>>decently sized C-Cups that catch more attention<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 2>>rocking DD-Cups that catch more attention<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 3>>awesome F-Cups that pull all the attention to them<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 4>>awesome H-Cups that jiggle as she walks and pull all the attention to them<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 5>>humongous beach balls that jiggle constantly unavoidably attracting your attention<</if>><<if $felicityLactation>> small milk stains marking her lactating nipples<</if>>, though she <<if $felicityFemininity == 0>>could benefit from some good spa care to revitalize her<<elseif $felicityFemininity == 1>>matches that with remarkably smooth skin<<elseif $felicityFemininity == 2>>matches that with vibrant a healthy glow and smooth skin<<elseif $felicityFemininity == 3>>almost overshadows that with her perfect smooth and silky skin that practically glows in its wonderful health<</if>>. Looking into her vibrant blue-green eyes, you notice that she has distinct light purple eye shadow on her eyelids, her thick lips covered in a deep red lipstick, the two together giving her a seductive look that gives you the impression she puts a lot of effort into her appearance. Dressed in a sophisticated thigh length dark blue dress, you’d guess that she is successful at whatever she does for work, or at least has an interest in fashion. <<if $felicityTail || $felicityEars || $felicityPheromones>>To top it all off, she also has <<if $felicityEars && $felicityTail>>tall red fox ears and a fluffy fox tail, the combination further enhancing her appearance as a sexual entity<<elseif $felicityEars>>tall red fox ears that further enhance her appearance as a sexual entity<<elseif $felicityTail>>a fluffy red fox tail that further enhances her appearance as a sexual entity<<else>>one last trick up her sleeve<</if>><<if $felicityPheromones>>, the distinct smell of her hyper libido clinging to her as a result of a pheromone dousing treatment<</if>>.<</if>> <div align="center"><<if $felicityEars>>[img[TRCimgs/Characters/FelicityFoxSmall.png]]<<else>>[img[TRCimgs/Characters/FelicityNormalSmall.png]]<</if>></div> <<if $felicityRelationship >=25 && $felicityRelationship <= 49>>Noticing you, she excitedly waves you over, saying with a flirty grin, "Over here! It’s great to see you again $firstName. Please, sit, sit, I’ll order a new pot of tea and we can catch up. You need to give me the dish on everything going on since last time, this place moves so quickly it’s good to be in the loop. Or we could find something else to talk about". Ordering a new pot of tea for you both to share your hot friend Felicity bites her lip sexily, taking surreptitious glances at you when she doesn’t think you’re paying attention, eyeing you up hungrily. She does, however, make sure to pour you a nice warm cup of tea first before getting her own, making sure it’s made to your desired specifications.<<elseif $felicityRelationship >=50>>Noticing you, she excitedly stands, giving you an affectionate<<if $felicityBreastSize >=2>>, and particularly breast-y,<</if>> hug as a way of greeting. Caught up in the moment, biting her lip, she breathlessly says, "It’s great to see you again $firstName. We should totally catch up, share all the gossip, and what’s going on in your life. Bet you’ve been up to all sorts of fun! You totally need to share on that, or at least let me in on some of that fun. Bet we could find a spare closet around here if you wanted to … or we could do tea instead, tea’s good too". Ordering a new pot of tea for you both whilst barely looking at her tablet your hot friend Felicity can’t keep her eyes off of you, watching you hungrily. She does, however, still make sure to pour you a nice warm cup of tea when the pot is brought over and you’re both seated, even if she’s barely paying attention to what she’s doing between all the seductive glances she’s giving you.<<else>>Noticing you, she gestures you over, saying with a quick wink, "$firstName. It’s good to see you again, how’ve you been. Please sit, I’ll get us a both a new pot of tea so we have something to drink whilst we chat. So, go on, how are things, any new fun gossip you’ve come across since last time? It’s hard sometimes to keep up with all the goings on around here, but that’s part of the fun of it. Always something hot to catch your attention". Ordering a new pot of tea for you both to share your hot acquaintance Felicity chats with you, all the while with a hint of flirty-ness within what she says, and you get the impression at least once that she’s eyeing you up hungrily. She does, however, make sure to pour you a nice warm cup of tea first before getting her own, making sure it’s made to your desired specifications.<</if>><</if>> Do you:<<if !$felicityFirstQuestStart>> [[Offer to help get her modded up|Recreational Hub Offer To Help Mod Felicity][$felicityFirstQuestStart = true; if($felicityRelationship<=90){$felicityRelationship += 10;}else{$felicityRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>><<if $felicityFirstQuestStart>> [[Look at the options to mod Felicity|Recreational Hub Mod List Felicity]]<</if>><<if $felicityFirstQuestComplete && ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked && $sexualPreference != 2 && $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>> You’re currently too tired to think about fucking Felicity doggy-style at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<elseif $felicityFirstQuestComplete && ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked && $sexualPreference != 2>> [[Suggest fucking Felicity doggy-style|Recreational Hub Doggy Fuck Felicity][$timesFuckedPussy += 1; $actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>><<if $felicityFirstQuestComplete && $vagina && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked && $sexualPreference != 2 && $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>> You’re currently too tired to think about lesbian sex with Felicity at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<elseif $felicityFirstQuestComplete && $vagina && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked && $sexualPreference != 2>> [[Suggest lesbian sex with Felicity|Recreational Hub Lesbian Fuck Felicity][$timesLesbianSex += 1; $actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>><<if $felicityThirdQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestStarted && !$jessFirstQuestComplete && $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 0>> [[Ask Felicity for help with Jess|Recreational Hub Ask Felicity For Jess Help][$jessFirstQuestSabotageItem = 3]]<</if>> [[Finish spending time with Felicity|Recreational Hub]]

Deciding to broach the topic of possibly helping Felicity out with her lack of body mods, hoping that you aren’t overstepping the line by bringing it up, you casually slip into the conversation, "So, I was just wondering. What’s the cost difference between me buying body modifications and someone who isn’t a facility trainee buying them?". As expected, appearing to be slightly ruffled and saddened for just a second before regaining her composure, Felicity answers thoughtfully, "It’s pretty expensive to buy them off the street, but it depends on what alterations you’re after. For example, a quick boob job would probably be affordable for most people, whereas getting animal ears or something more unique like that is usually the equivalent to purchasing a new car. Then you have some of the really impressive mods, the ones that are way more useful than cosmetic stuff, like being super strong or being able to breath underwater, those are as expensive as buying a starter home", adding with some slight confusion, "Which is kind of surprising given how many mods they stuff into trainees like yourself. No offense, but it’s a big investment on their part, and I’ve seen some of the run-of-the-mill slaves they have for sale in stores here. With the way they price them I can’t see them making much profit". Intrigued by her explanation, wondering if it’s possible that modification treatments might be the result of a huge mark-up in price compared to what they’re really worth, you probe the red-head again, "Really? That’s crazy, wouldn’t have thought they’d end up so expensive. But you can buy them with facility points much cheaper, and those are transferable, right?", pretty sure you already know the answer to your question. "Yeah, those points you get are worth a fortune. I’ve heard stories from some of the other researchers that the guards try and extort points out of new trainees as the exchange rates are so good. If they do that for just a couple of years, then they can retire off of it they’re so valuable", the computer worker responds thoughtfully, seemingly confused by how the points system works in practice too. "Well, what if I just gave you some points? Then you could use them to get the mods, right?", you put forward, watching as her jaw drops in shock from what you just said. Babbling slightly, but cautious, Felicity says, "That would be amazing, but why would you want to do that? Like, that would be a dream come true, and as I wouldn’t be receiving money it wouldn’t count against my debts, I’m just not sure why you’d want to help me at such a great cost", hope alight in her eyes even if she’s trying to keep herself from getting too happy just yet, worried that you might be joking her. Hands out in front of you gesturing as if to reassure her, you continue, "No tricks, it’s not that big a thing for me to help you on this. The points aren’t too hard to get. It would depend on how many you’d need, but I can try to give you enough to get a few mods at least", smiling as you notice just how much joy is beaming through her smile. "You’re the best $firstName!", Felicity squeals, reaching across the table abruptly to give you an excited hug, "There’s a fair amount of mods that I’ve been looking in to, I’ve even got a list that I can show you. Shouldn’t be too hard to find the points values. If you do this for me, I’ll owe you one, or like twelve. This is amazing!". Calming down slightly, but still obviously overjoyed, she explains, "Where to even begin. So, first of all I want bigger boobs, mine are just too tiny. On top of that I was thinking butt, thighs and hips, really need to do all three of those together or it looks weird in my opinion. Some spa treatments wouldn’t go amiss either, and I’ve always thought that fox mods for ears and tail looked just so sexy. Plus pheromones so that people know I’m super down to fuck whenever<<if $lactationPlay>>, oh and lactation for my boobies, lots of milk to drink out of my puppies, can’t forget that part<</if>>", the flirty girl giggling as she goes over what she’s after. "Wow, that’s pretty well thought out", you chime in, slightly awed by her planning. Grinning, Felicity responds with a fake pout, "What can I say, a girl knows what she wants", biting her lip seductively as she gives you a flirty wink. Taking an impromptu drink from her teacup, sobering up in her demeanour back to a more normal level, she sighs, "Okay, so maybe I should explain why I got in all this debt in the first place. Not getting too into it, but I had a condition that I was trying to get privately treated. Sadly, they couldn’t solve it despite all the money I spent, but I think the research was coming along well before it had to end. I always wanted to get the other body mods I mentioned, but they were kind of a secondary concern to the first matter, so I kept passing on them. However, given the circumstances, if you’re willing to help me get them then I wouldn’t stand in your way", her words making you think that there’s something more at play here, especially with the talk of some mysterious condition. Wanting to know more about her background, but not seeing a good way to pry about it in the moment, you respond, "Great. Show me the costs and I’ll do my best to help you out with them", once more noting how excited Felicity appears. "You’re amazing! Seeing as you’re offering to pay, I’ll let you pick what I get first. It only seems fair to let you choose which way I get sexier first! And while you do, I’ll figure out the best way to repay the favour!", she giggles gleefully, stifling her joy by taking a calming sip of tea, her whole body practically vibrating with an abundance of enthusiastic energy. Returning to chatting over your drinks, you ponder how much this is going to cost. Yet, seeing the effusive smile on the friendly woman across from you, you get the feeling that [[helping her will be worth it|Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity]].

"Can we take a look at your modification list Felicity?", you ask, wanting to take a look at what she’s after. "Sure $firstName, I always keep it in my purse", Felicity responds with a gleeful grin, reaching down for her bag, "Just wanted to reiterate that I really do appreciate your help on this", she adds, handing you the note that’s she’s just handily retrieved. <hr> Felicity’s Body Modification List Finances: Points given for mods: $felicityMoneyGiven G.G.P Points spent on mods: $felicityMoneySpent G.G.P Points left to spend on mods: <<set _felicityMoneyRemaining = ($felicityMoneyGiven - $felicityMoneySpent)>>_felicityMoneyRemaining G.G.P <<if $ggp >= 100>>[[Donate 100 G.G.P|Recreational Hub Mod List Felicity][$ggp -= 100; $felicityMoneyGiven += 100]]<<else>>Can’t afford to donate 100 points<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 200>>[[Donate 200 G.G.P|Recreational Hub Mod List Felicity][$ggp -= 200; $felicityMoneyGiven += 200]]<<else>>Can’t afford to donate 200 points<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 500>>[[Donate 500 G.G.P|Recreational Hub Mod List Felicity][$ggp -= 500; $felicityMoneyGiven += 500]]<<else>>Can’t afford to donate 500 points<</if>> <<if $ggp >= 1000>>[[Donate 1000 G.G.P|Recreational Hub Mod List Felicity][$ggp -= 1000; $felicityMoneyGiven += 1000]]<<else>>Can’t afford to donate 1000 points<</if>> General Modifications: Breast Size Increases ($felicityBreastSize/5): <<if $felicityBreastSize >= 5>>Can’t be further increased<<elseif _felicityMoneyRemaining >= 100>>[[Spend 100 mod points for breast size increase|Recreational Hub Mod Apply Felicity][$felicityMoneySpent += 100; $holderInt = 1; if($felicityRelationship<=95){$felicityRelationship += 5;}else{$felicityRelationship = 100;};]]<<else>>Can’t afford 100 mod points for breast size increase<</if>> Ass Size Increases ($felicityAssSize/3): <<if $felicityAssSize >= 3>>Can’t be further increased<<elseif _felicityMoneyRemaining >= 100>>[[Spend 100 mod points for ass size increase|Recreational Hub Mod Apply Felicity][$felicityMoneySpent += 100; $holderInt = 2; if($felicityRelationship<=95){$felicityRelationship += 5;}else{$felicityRelationship = 100;};]]<<else>>Can’t afford 100 mod points for ass size increase<</if>> Femininity Increases ($felicityFemininity/3): <<if $felicityFemininity >= 3>>Can’t be further increased<<elseif _felicityMoneyRemaining >= 100>>[[Spend 100 mod points for femininity increase|Recreational Hub Mod Apply Felicity][$felicityMoneySpent += 100; $holderInt = 3; if($felicityRelationship<=95){$felicityRelationship += 5;}else{$felicityRelationship = 100;};]]<<else>>Can’t afford 100 mod points for femininity increase<</if>> Hip Size Increases ($felicityHipSize/3): <<if $felicityHipSize >= 3>>Can’t be further increased<<elseif _felicityMoneyRemaining >= 100>>[[Spend 100 mod points for hip size increase|Recreational Hub Mod Apply Felicity][$felicityMoneySpent += 100; $holderInt = 4; if($felicityRelationship<=95){$felicityRelationship += 5;}else{$felicityRelationship = 100;};]]<<else>>Can’t afford 100 mod points for hip size increase<</if>> Thigh Size Increases ($felicityThighSize/3): <<if $felicityThighSize >= 3>>Can’t be further increased<<elseif _felicityMoneyRemaining >= 100>>[[Spend 100 mod points for thigh size increase|Recreational Hub Mod Apply Felicity][$felicityMoneySpent += 100; $holderInt = 5; if($felicityRelationship<=95){$felicityRelationship += 5;}else{$felicityRelationship = 100;};]]<<else>>Can’t afford 100 mod points for thigh size increase<</if>> Specialized Modifications: Fox Tail Addition (<<if $felicityTail>>1<<else>>0<</if>>/1): <<if $felicityTail>>Fox tail already modded<<elseif _felicityMoneyRemaining >= 200>>[[Spend 200 mod points for a fox tail|Recreational Hub Mod Apply Felicity][$felicityMoneySpent += 200; $holderInt = 6; if($felicityRelationship<=90){$felicityRelationship += 10;}else{$felicityRelationship = 100;};]]<<else>>Can’t afford 200 mod points for a fox tail<</if>> Fox Ears Addition (<<if $felicityEars>>1<<else>>0<</if>>/1): <<if $felicityEars>>Fox ears already modded<<elseif _felicityMoneyRemaining >= 200>>[[Spend 200 mod points for fox ears|Recreational Hub Mod Apply Felicity][$felicityMoneySpent += 200; $holderInt = 7; if($felicityRelationship<=90){$felicityRelationship += 10;}else{$felicityRelationship = 100;};]]<<else>>Can’t afford 200 mod points for fox ears<</if>> Pheromones Addition (<<if $felicityPheromones>>1<<else>>0<</if>>/1): <<if $felicityPheromones>>Pheromones already modded<<elseif _felicityMoneyRemaining >= 300>>[[Spend 300 mod points for pheromones|Recreational Hub Mod Apply Felicity][$felicityMoneySpent += 300; $holderInt = 8; if($felicityRelationship<=90){$felicityRelationship += 10;}else{$felicityRelationship = 100;};]]<<else>>Can’t afford 300 mod points for pheromones<</if>><<if $lactationPlay>> Lactation Addition (<<if $felicityLactation>>1<<else>>0<</if>>/1): <<if $felicityLactation>>Lactation already modded<<elseif _felicityMoneyRemaining >= 300>>[[Spend 300 mod points for lactation|Recreational Hub Mod Apply Felicity][$felicityMoneySpent += 300; $holderInt = 9; if($felicityRelationship<=90){$felicityRelationship += 10;}else{$felicityRelationship = 100;};]]<<else>>Can’t afford 300 mod points for lactation<</if>><</if>> <hr> [[Finish looking at Felicity’s Mod List|Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity]]

Choosing the <<if $holderInt == 1>><<set $felicityBreastSize += 1>>breast augmentation<<elseif $holderInt == 2>><<set $felicityAssSize += 1>>ass augmentation<<elseif $holderInt == 3>><<set $felicityFemininity += 1>>femininity booster<<elseif $holderInt == 4>><<set $felicityHipSize += 1>>hip augmentation<<elseif $holderInt == 5>><<set $felicityThighSize += 1>>thigh augmentation<<elseif $holderInt == 6>><<set $felicityTail = true>>fox tail addition<<elseif $holderInt == 7>><<set $felicityEars = true>>fox ear addition<<elseif $holderInt == 8>><<set $felicityPheromones = true>>pheromone treatment<<elseif $holderInt == 9>><<set $felicityLactation = true>>lactation induction<</if>> option, you inform Felicity, "I think you should <<if $holderInt == 1>>increase your breast size today<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>increase your ass size today<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>get the treatment to further increase your femininity today<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>increase your hip width today<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>increase your thigh size today<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>get the fox tail today<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>get the fox ears today<<elseif $holderInt == 8>>get the pheromones today<<elseif $holderInt == 9>>get yourself able to lactate today<</if>>", watching her to see how she’ll respond. Of course, delighted as she is at the prospect of another one of the mods she’s been dreaming of, Felicity practically vibrates in her seat, barely able to keep still with all the positive energy running through her. "<<if $holderInt == 1>>Big boobies here I come! This is going to be sweet, thanks $firstName<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Jiggling booty coming right up! That’ll get be so much awesome attention, thanks $firstName<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Spa trip time! I bet my skin will feel sooo good after this, thanks $firstName<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Super hips on the way! Bet they’ll make my ass look so hot, thanks $firstName<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Thick thighs are on the horizon! Bet these will attract all the right kind of attention, thanks $firstName<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>The fox tail! I’ve wanted one of these forever! It’s going to be so cute, and I bet it’ll be super sensitive too! Can’t wait for you to see how soft the fur is, thanks $firstName<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Fox ears! These are just the best thing ever! They’ll be all fluffy and cute, and I bet they’ll be sensitive to play with too. Thanks $firstName<<elseif $holderInt == 8>>Yay! Sexy pheromones to let everyone know that Felicity is always DTF, thanks $firstName, I won’t forget this<<elseif $holderInt == 9>>Milky boobies for the win! Can’t wait to get a chance to play around with them, milk will give me so many new options, like milky tit-jobs! Thanks $firstName<</if>>! I’m sure we can figure some way for me to make this up to you!", She giggles with a wink, getting up and circling the table to give you an effusive hug. Informing you that she’ll be back soon, Felicity waves her goodbye, though not before ordering you a bunch of desserts on her company card to keep you preoccupied while she’s away. Enjoying a couple of delicate pastries and a small refreshing ice cream, time passes by quickly, so much so that you’ve barely even noticed time pass before your friend returns. <<if $holderInt == 1>>Grasping her <<if $felicityBreastSize == 1>>decently sized C-Cups that now catch more attention<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 2>>rocking DD-Cups that now catch more attention<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 3>>awesome F-Cups that now pull all the attention to them<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 4>>awesome H-Cups that jiggle as she walks and pull all the attention to them<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 5>>humongous beach balls that jiggle constantly unavoidably attracting your attention<</if>>, Felicity gives them a quick squeeze, posing as she pushes them together and lets them bounce to show off how much bigger they’ve become<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Turning and grasping her <<if $felicityAssSize == 1>>cute bubble butt<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 2>>bouncingly big butt<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 3>>massive jiggly highly-sexy ass<</if>>, Felicity gives her cheeks a raunchy squeeze, pressing them together for emphasis, her posing obviously to show off to you how much bigger her rear has become<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Cupping her face dramatically and blowing you a kiss, Felicity highlights <<if $felicityFemininity == 1>>how remarkably smooth her skin now appears, as if she just went through an extensive spa treatment<<elseif $felicityFemininity == 2>>how vibrant and smooth her skin now appears, so healthy in fact that it almost glows<<elseif $felicityFemininity == 3>>how perfectly smooth and silky her skin now is, so perfect in fact that her skin practically glows in its wonderful health<</if>>, her posing obviously meant to show just how pampered she now appears<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Taking hold of her newly augmented <<if $felicityHipSize == 1>>flared hips<<elseif $felicityHipSize == 2>>wide sexy hips<<elseif $felicityHipSize == 3>>super-wide child-bearing hips<</if>>, Felicity strikes various poses where she pushes them out, trying to emphasize to you just how much wider her hips now seem to be<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Turning away from you and spreading her legs, Felicity bends over so that’s she’s looking at you from between them, emphasizing her new <<if $felicityThighSize == 1>>more noticeable thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 2>>hot thick thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 3>>inflated inherently sexual thighs<</if>> to show them off to you<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>Grabbing the long fluffy ginger fox tail from behind her back, Felicity brings the tip of it to her mouth, drawing it across her lips seductively as a way of showing off her new addition to you<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Cupping her face dramatically and blowing you a kiss, Felicity highlights the new ginger fox ears poking out through her hair, the fluffy new additions twitching flirtyly<<elseif $holderInt == 8>>Turning around and blowing you a kiss over her shoulder, you catch a whiff of Felicity’s new pheromones, the smell distinctly sexual and feminine in such a way that it makes your adrenaline pump<<elseif $holderInt == 9>>Grabbing hold of her breasts she gives them a dramatic squeeze for emphasis, Felicity’s dress top gaining a pair of wet patches where her new lactation soaks through<</if>>. "So … what do you think?", she giggles, approaching with a slight blush to her cheeks. <div align="center"><<if $felicityEars>>[img[TRCimgs/Characters/FelicityFoxLarge.png]]<<else>>[img[TRCimgs/Characters/FelicityNormalLarge.png]]<</if>></div> Getting a closer look at the flirty red-headed computer researcher, you take in her new appearance in full. Standing she’s probably about 5 foot 7 inches in height, with <<if $felicityHipSize == 0>>thin sleek hips<<elseif $felicityHipSize == 1>>flared hips<<elseif $felicityHipSize == 2>>wide sexy hips<<elseif $felicityHipSize == 3>>super-wide child-bearing hips<</if>>, <<if $felicityThighSize == 0>>slender thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 1>>noticeable thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 2>>hot thick thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 3>>inflated inherently sexual thighs<</if>>, a <<if $felicityAssSize == 0>>cute flat rear<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 1>>cute bubble butt<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 2>>bouncingly big butt<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 3>>massive jiggly highly-sexy ass<</if>>, all surrounded by long elegant legs that scream of sensuality. She’s pretty, beautiful even, though her breasts are <<if $felicityBreastSize == 0>>on the smaller end of a B-Cup<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 1>>decently sized C-Cups that catch more attention<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 2>>rocking DD-Cups that catch more attention<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 3>>awesome F-Cups that pull all the attention to them<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 4>>awesome H-Cups that jiggle as she walks and pull all the attention to them<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 5>>humongous beach balls that jiggle constantly unavoidably attracting your attention<</if>><<if $felicityLactation>> small milk stains marking her lactating nipples<</if>>, though she <<if $felicityFemininity == 0>>could benefit from some good spa care to revitalize her<<elseif $felicityFemininity == 1>>matches that with remarkably smooth skin<<elseif $felicityFemininity == 2>>matches that with vibrant a healthy glow and smooth skin<<elseif $felicityFemininity == 3>>almost overshadows that with her perfect smooth and silky skin that practically glows in its wonderful health<</if>>. Looking into her vibrant blue-green eyes, you notice that she has distinct light purple eye shadow on her eyelids, her thick lips covered in a deep red lipstick, the two together giving her a seductive look that gives you the impression she puts a lot of effort into her appearance. Dressed in a sophisticated thigh length dark blue dress, you’d guess that she is successful at whatever she does for work, or at least has an interest in fashion. <<if $felicityTail || $felicityEars || $felicityPheromones>>To top it all off, she also has <<if $felicityEars && $felicityTail>>tall red fox ears and a fluffy fox tail, the combination further enhancing her appearance as a sexual entity<<elseif $felicityEars>>tall red fox ears that further enhance her appearance as a sexual entity<<elseif $felicityTail>>a fluffy red fox tail that further enhances her appearance as a sexual entity<<else>>one last trick up her sleeve<</if>><<if $felicityPheromones>>, the distinct smell of her hyper libido clinging to her as a result of a pheromone dousing treatment<</if>>.<</if>> Astonished by just how much of an effect the mod has had on her, you smile, "You look great Felicity, that <<if $holderInt == 1>>breast augmentation<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>ass augmentation<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>femininity booster<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>hip augmentation<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>thigh augmentation<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>fox tail addition<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>fox ear addition<<elseif $holderInt == 8>>pheromone treatment<<elseif $holderInt == 9>>lactation induction<</if>> looks like it’s gone well, and you looked so confident showing it off. I’m really happy for you", your praise-filled comments getting you a happy squeal and an appreciative hug from your friend. "This is going to be so much fun!", she giggles gleefully, taking her seat once more, "My co-workers are going to be so jealous when they see, though I might be willing to give them a closer look if they play nice. Thank you $firstName!", a highly sexual grin plastered across her face as she obviously thinks a plethora of dirty thoughts. <<if $felicityFirstQuestStart && !$felicityFirstQuestComplete && $felicityMoneySpent >= 500>>Just when you think that’s the end of that conversation, Felicity continues, "You know $firstName, you’ve been pretty incredible helping me out with my goal to get these mods. I’ve not been sure up until now how to reward you for your help, but I’ve got an idea if you have a bit of time to spare. We can’t go over it here, but if you come with me, I’m sure you’ll find what I’m offering worth it", Felicity giving you a quick wink as she begins to stand. Unsure what her plans are, but seeing no reason not to trust her, you get up too, ready to [[follow Felicity to wherever she plans to take you|Recreational Hub Mod Quest One Complete Felicity][$felicityFirstQuestComplete = true; $felicitySecondQuestStart = true]].<<elseif $felicitySecondQuestStart && !$felicitySecondQuestComplete && $felicityMoneySpent >= 1000>>Just when you think that’s the end of that conversation, Felicity continues, "You know $firstName, I’ve been thinking that you deserve another reward for being so amazing and helping me out with my goal to get these mods. We can’t go over the reward right here, but if you come with me, we can go into more details back at my room", Felicity giving you a quick wink as she begins to stand. Pretty sure you know what she’s thinking, and seeing no reason not to trust her, you get up ready to [[follow Felicity to wherever she plans to take you|Recreational Hub Mod Quest Two Complete Felicity][$felicitySecondQuestComplete = true; $felicityThirdQuestStart = true]].<<elseif $felicityThirdQuestStart && !$felicityThirdQuestComplete && $felicityMoneySpent >= 2000>>Just when you think that’s the end of that conversation, Felicity continues, "You know $firstName, you’re just the best. You didn’t need to, but you’ve still helped me basically the whole way through my list of dream mods. That’s just insane … but in a good way I mean. We can’t go over the reward right here, but if you come with me, we can go into more details back at my room", Felicity giving you a quick wink as she begins to stand. Pretty sure you know what she’s thinking, and seeing no reason not to trust her, you get up ready to [[follow Felicity to wherever she plans to take you|Recreational Hub Mod Quest Three Complete Felicity][$felicityThirdQuestComplete = true]]<<else>>Not seeing anything else really to talk about on the subject, relatively sure that Felicity will be squealing with delight for a long time to come, you return back to [[looking at her mod list|Recreational Hub Mod List Felicity]].<</if>>

Led back through the facility at a relatively brisk pace, you soon find yourself within one of the residential sections of the complex, though this one seems rather upmarket. Complete with a central indoor plaza which with fountain, flowerbeds and one surprisingly large tree that stretches up at least two stories tall and clearly reaches the second balcony, Felicity brings you to a door which opens upon her presence. "I’m not really fully moved in yet … and it’s kind of untidy because I haven’t had the time … but make yourself at home", the redhead comments, pointing at a rather intricate antique sofa within her living room. Shocked, especially after all the talk of her basically being bankrupt, you sit as she moves about the room, taking in the sight before you. If the exterior wasn’t a clear enough picture, the interior completes the image, letting you know that Felicity is either considerably richer than she lets on, or the facility really wants to keep her happy. As for the furnishings of the room, the walls painted a deep red, you get the feeling that this is somewhat of a sultry sex den, much of wall space covered by indulgent curtains and wall hangings. There’s even a corner of the room that’s just filled with large billowing cushions for her to laze about on luxuriously. "Wow …", is all you can manage, your bottom jaw falling open slackly as you observe how expensive everything feels. Smiling as she comes back into view with a handheld tablet, Felicity blushes, "It’s not really finished like I said before. And … we’ve got better things to talk about, like me finding a way to thank you for all your help", the nervous programmer taking this moment to remotely flick on an absolutely huge screen in the wall before you. "So, long story short, I’m really good at network computing, like, really good. This facility has been trying to recruit me for a while, and I guess they spotted my money issues and thought it was a good excuse to butter me up", your flirty friend says with a great deal of pride. "Anyway, I’m not stupid to how easily staff go ‘missing’ around here. They get into arguments, feuds, that kind of thing, next thing you know they ‘take a vacation’ and no one bats an eyelid. It's pretty much dog eat dog. That’s why I thought I’d do what I do best and use my skill with a computer to create myself a bit of a safety net", she grins as she begins opening up folders on her tablet and typing in passwords, the results of which are displayed on the big screen across from you. Curious, you ask, "What kind of safety net?", hoping you aren’t prying too much. Instead, Felicity responds with an even bigger grin, "Exactly. Well, information can be risky, but it can also get the right people on your side if you know how to use it properly. While I was doing my work I … kind of … maybe put some network sniffers on someone of the facility servers … possibly. It was really tough too, that AI they have is a beast at network security, but I found a way to keep her sweet". "So, I have some prime pieces of information here, that maybe you might find useful. I’m not saying that you should try to blackmail anyone, or use any of this information as a bribe, but you certainly could. Making the right sort of friends is important after all. In my opinion, the big issue is how to explain the usefulness of the different pieces of information without outright giving away the secret, as I’m only letting you have one of my super hard-to-get babies. Still, I think this should be suitable payment, I’ll even hand over all the timestamp and verification data so you can prove the messages are legitimate". Shocked, but also intrigued, you investigate, "What I’m understanding is that you’re offering me a choice of delicate information that you think might be useful to me? Am I getting that right?", just wanting to confirm what you’re getting as thanks for your own efforts. Nodding, she answers, "Yes, and some of these are crazy! Glad I got in good with the right people, so I don’t have to deal with any of this that stuff, let me tell you! But, enough about that, let me go over the basics of what all the information is so you can choose", Felicity now highlighting five different documents as she explains what they are.<<if !$felicityInterceptOne>> "The first thing I have to offer you is about the ‘Repurposed Trainee’ program and the true intentions behind it. It’s a pretty top tier communique, that was circulated around the high end of management years back. I found it in the systems backlog, just floating there, and I couldn’t resist the chance to give it a look. It’s only a partial message, but what’s there is interesting to say the least, especially given your status as on the program. Can’t say if it’s still valid, things change, but if even half of this is true you could win a world-class journalism award for breaking the story. That or you could use your knowledge of it to ingratiate yourself to some very important people. Up to you".<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptTwo>> "The second of the files is about the Beauty Goo Corporation, a tech makeup production firm, and is pretty earthshattering in its own right. This is a newbie, one that only got sent out a week or two ago, forwarded from a low-level manager to his manager and then likely all the way to the top. It’s a report about the ongoings of the Beauty Goo Corporation, and their shady … weird … shady, I don’t know which makes more sense, maybe both. But yes, it’s a report on their unusual dealings within the facility. The best part is, the Beauty Goo Corporation have been doing this stuff beneath the nose of the Center, so you know there’s going to be some conflict on this one. In the right hands this could help get you involved in some high-level dealings, or at least tip off anyone who has dealings with the Beauty Goo Corporation to watch their backs".<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptThree>> "Third on the list is a bit more technical, in fact it’s the preface to a technical manual on ‘The Treatment’. Don’t want to give too much away here, but the secrets behind what exactly the treatment does and how it does it are both closely guarded secrets. It’s good stuff, maybe even useful to you. However, I’d say the real value on this one is finding an outside bidder and selling it off to them. Risky, but you could make a big win if you traded this to the right person".<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptFour>> "The fourth of my secret intercepts is maybe it a little less exciting than the previous ones, but when you see who it’s about you’ll understand why I keep it in my collection of ‘keep Felicity safe’ documents. Basically, it’s a spy report on Tony B, the owner of one of the top clubs in the facility, the unimaginatively named ‘Club B’. Everyone knows he’s shady, but there’s a lot more to it. You see, other than there being some tasty info about his dealings in there, it includes a response. You show Tony B that he’s being spied on and the kind of plans they have for him, you’ll have a friend for life".<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptFive>> "Last, but certainly not least, is one of my favourites … it’s just amazing. Who would have thought it, but the resident facility AI Alice actually keeps a diary of all her thoughts and feelings. This isn’t the whole thing, just a few entries, but reading this … brings tears to my eyes. There are some juicy secrets in it, better yet it’s only about $day’s old, but I think the best part is that it might give you an idea about how she thinks. She also pretty clearly outlines a bunch of her plans, crazy plans. Though, there’s a couple of things in it that are legitimately intriguing. Not very tradeable, but that’s not the only value to information".<</if>> "So, anything there catch your fancy?", Felicity finishes, biting her lip seductively as you glance over the onscreen documents trying to make your decision. Whilst you get the impression all of this is highly illegal, it sounds like your friend is protected from all that, so the risk here is entirely on your back. However, having some confidential information regarding someone or something important could be very useful to you, as long as you’re careful with it. With that in mind you make your decision. Do you:<<if !$felicityInterceptOne>> [[Select the one about the Trainee Program|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Trainee Program Felicity][$felicityInterceptOne = true]]<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptTwo>> [[Select the one about the Beauty Goo Corporation|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Beauty Goo Felicity][$felicityInterceptTwo = true]]<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptThree>> [[Select the one about The Treatment|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Treatment Felicity][$felicityInterceptThree = true]]<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptFour>> [[Select the one about Tony B|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Tony B Felicity][$felicityInterceptFour = true]]<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptFive>> [[Select the one with Alice’s diary entries|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Alice Felicity][$felicityInterceptFive = true]]<</if>>

Led once again through the facility at a relatively brisk pace, you soon find yourself back within one of the residential sections of the complex, the area as seemingly upmarket as it was previously. Complete with a central indoor plaza which with fountain, flowerbeds and one surprisingly large tree that stretches up at least two stories tall and clearly reaches the second balcony, Felicity brings you to her front door which opens upon her presence. "Now remember, I’m not really fully moved in yet … and it’s kind of untidy because I haven’t had the time … but feel free to make yourself at home", the redhead comments, pointing at a rather intricate antique sofa within her living room. Still having to hold down your shock, especially after all the talk of her basically being bankrupt, you sit as she moves about the room, taking in the ambiance once again. If the exterior wasn’t a clear enough picture, the interior completes the image, letting you know that Felicity is either considerably richer than she lets on, or the facility really wants to keep her happy. As for the furnishings of the room, the walls painted a deep red, you get the feeling that this is somewhat of a sultry sex den, much of wall space covered by indulgent curtains and wall hangings. There’s even a corner of the room that’s just filled with large billowing cushions for her to laze about it luxuriously. "You have a really great place", you comment mindlessly, jaw slightly slack as you observe how expensive everything feels. Smiling as she comes back into view with a handheld tablet, Felicity blushes, "It still needs a few more touches here and there to make it feel like home. But … we’ve got better things to talk about, like me rewarding you again to thank you for all your help", the nervous programmer taking this moment to remotely flick on an absolutely huge screen in the wall before you. "So, without the long preamble, I’m willing to offer you another of my super-secret information pieces out of my collection. You’ve been really good to me, so I want to help you out in my own way", your flirty friend says with a great deal of pride, pulling up on the big screen her private information folder. Intrigued as ever, you clarify, "You’re offering me another choice over the delicate information you think might be useful to me? Am I getting that right?", just wanting to confirm what you’re getting as thanks for your own efforts. Nodding, she answers, "Yes, and like I mentioned before, some of these are crazy! Glad I got in good with the right people so I don’t have to deal with any of this that stuff, let me tell you! But, enough about that, let me go over the basics of what all the information is so you can choose", Felicity now highlighting five different documents as she explains what they are.<<if !$felicityInterceptOne>> "The first thing I have to offer you is about the ‘Repurposed Trainee’ program and the true intentions behind it. It’s a pretty top tier communique, that was circulated around the high end of management years back. I found it in the systems backlog, just floating there, and I couldn’t resist the chance to give it a look. It’s only a partial message, but what’s there is interesting to say the least, especially given your status as on the program. Can’t say if it’s still valid, things change, but if even half of this is true you could win a world-class journalism award for breaking the story. That or you could use your knowledge of it to ingratiate yourself to some very important people. Up to you".<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptTwo>> "The second of the files is about the Beauty Goo Corporation, a tech makeup production firm, and is pretty earthshattering in its own right. This is a newbie, one that only got sent out a week or two ago, forwarded from a low-level manager to his manager and then likely all the way to the top. It’s a report about the ongoings of the Beauty Goo Corporation, and their shady … weird … shady, I don’t know which makes more sense, maybe both. But yes, it’s a report on their unusual dealings within the facility. The best part is, the Beauty Goo Corporation have been doing this stuff beneath the nose of the Center, so you know there’s going to be some conflict on this one. In the right hands this could help get you involved in some high-level dealings, or at least tip off anyone who has dealings with the Beauty Goo Corporation to watch their backs".<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptThree>> "Third on the list is a bit more technical, in fact it’s the preface to a technical manual on ‘The Treatment’. Don’t want to give too much away here, but the secrets behind what exactly the treatment does and how it does it are both closely guarded secrets. It’s good stuff, maybe even useful to you. However, I’d say the real value on this one is finding an outside bidder and selling it off to them. Risky, but you could make a big win if you traded this to the right person".<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptFour>> "The fourth of my secret intercepts is maybe it a little less exciting than the previous ones, but when you see who it’s about you’ll understand why I keep it in my collection of ‘keep Felicity safe’ documents. Basically, it’s a spy report on Tony B, the owner of one of the top clubs in the facility, the unimaginatively named ‘Club B’. Everyone knows he’s shady, but there’s a lot more to it. You see, other than there being some tasty info about his dealings in there, it includes a response. You show Tony B that he’s being spied on and the kind of plans they have for him, you’ll have a friend for life".<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptFive>> "Last, but certainly not least, is one of my favourites … it’s just amazing. Who would have thought it, but the resident facility AI Alice actually keeps a diary of all her thoughts and feelings. This isn’t the whole thing, just a few entries, but reading this … brings tears to my eyes. There are some juicy secrets in it, better yet it’s only about $day’s old, but I think the best part is that it might give you an idea about how she thinks. She also pretty clearly outlines a bunch of her plans, crazy plans. Though, there’s a couple of things in it that are legitimately intriguing. Not very tradeable, but that’s not the only value to information".<</if>> "So, anything there catch your fancy this time?", Felicity finishes, biting her lip seductively as you glance over the onscreen documents trying to make your decision. Whilst you get the impression all of this is highly illegal, it sounds like your friend is protected from all that, so the risk here is entirely on your back. However, having some confidential information regarding someone or something important could be very useful to you, as long as you’re careful with it. With that in mind you make your decision. Do you:<<if !$felicityInterceptOne>> [[Select the one about the Trainee Program|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Trainee Program Felicity][$felicityInterceptOne = true]]<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptTwo>> [[Select the one about the Beauty Goo Corporation|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Beauty Goo Felicity][$felicityInterceptTwo = true]]<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptThree>> [[Select the one about The Treatment|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Treatment Felicity][$felicityInterceptThree = true]]<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptFour>> [[Select the one about Tony B|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Tony B Felicity][$felicityInterceptFour = true]]<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptFive>> [[Select the one with Alice’s diary entries|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Alice Felicity][$felicityInterceptFive = true]]<</if>>

Led once again through the facility at a relatively brisk pace, you soon find yourself back within one of the residential sections of the complex, the area as seemingly upmarket as it was previously. Complete with a central indoor plaza which with fountain, flowerbeds and one surprisingly large tree that stretches up at least two stories tall and clearly reaches the second balcony, Felicity brings you to her front door which opens upon her presence. "Now remember, I’m not really fully moved in yet … and it’s kind of untidy because I haven’t had the time … but feel free to make yourself at home", the redhead comments, pointing at a rather intricate antique sofa within her living room. Still having to hold down your shock, especially after all the talk of her basically being bankrupt, you sit as she moves about the room, taking in the ambiance once again. If the exterior wasn’t a clear enough picture, the interior completes the image, letting you know that Felicity is either considerably richer than she lets on, or the facility really wants to keep her happy. As for the furnishings of the room, the walls painted a deep red, you get the feeling that this is somewhat of a sultry sex den, much of wall space covered by indulgent curtains and wall hangings. There’s even a corner of the room that’s just filled with large billowing cushions for her to laze about it luxuriously. "You have a really great place", you comment mindlessly, jaw slightly slack as you observe how expensive everything feels. Smiling as she comes back into view with a handheld tablet, Felicity blushes, "It still needs a few more touches here and there to make it feel like home. But … we’ve got better things to talk about, like me giving you another reward to thank you for all your help", the nervous programmer taking this moment to remotely flick on an absolutely huge screen in the wall before you. "So, without the long preamble, I’m willing to offer you yet another of my super-secret information pieces, out of my special ollection. You’ve been really good to me, so I want to help you out in my own way", your flirty friend says with a great deal of pride, pulling up on the big screen her private information folder. Intrigued as ever, you clarify, "You’re offering me another choice over the delicate information you think might be useful to me? Am I getting that right?", just wanting to confirm what you’re getting as thanks for your own efforts. Nodding, she answers, "Yes, and like I mentioned before, some of these are crazy! Glad I got in good with the right people so I don’t have to deal with any of this that stuff, let me tell you! But, enough about that, let me go over the basics of what all the information is so you can choose", Felicity now highlighting five different documents as she explains what they are.<<if !$felicityInterceptOne>> "The first thing I have to offer you is about the ‘Repurposed Trainee’ program and the true intentions behind it. It’s a pretty top tier communique, that was circulated around the high end of management years back. I found it in the systems backlog, just floating there, and I couldn’t resist the chance to give it a look. It’s only a partial message, but what’s there is interesting to say the least, especially given your status as on the program. Can’t say if it’s still valid, things change, but if even half of this is true you could win a world-class journalism award for breaking the story. That or you could use your knowledge of it to ingratiate yourself to some very important people. Up to you".<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptTwo>> "The second of the files is about the Beauty Goo Corporation, a tech makeup production firm, and is pretty earthshattering in its own right. This is a newbie, one that only got sent out a week or two ago, forwarded from a low-level manager to his manager and then likely all the way to the top. It’s a report about the ongoings of the Beauty Goo Corporation, and their shady … weird … shady, I don’t know which makes more sense, maybe both. But yes, it’s a report on their unusual dealings within the facility. The best part is, the Beauty Goo Corporation have been doing this stuff beneath the nose of the Center, so you know there’s going to be some conflict on this one. In the right hands this could help get you involved in some high-level dealings, or at least tip off anyone who has dealings with the Beauty Goo Corporation to watch their backs".<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptThree>> "Third on the list is a bit more technical, in fact it’s the preface to a technical manual on ‘The Treatment’. Don’t want to give too much away here, but the secrets behind what exactly the treatment does and how it does it are both closely guarded secrets. It’s good stuff, maybe even useful to you. However, I’d say the real value on this one is finding an outside bidder and selling it off to them. Risky, but you could make a big win if you traded this to the right person".<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptFour>> "The fourth of my secret intercepts is maybe it a little less exciting than the previous ones, but when you see who it’s about you’ll understand why I keep it in my collection of ‘keep Felicity safe’ documents. Basically, it’s a spy report on Tony B, the owner of one of the top clubs in the facility, the unimaginatively named ‘Club B’. Everyone knows he’s shady, but there’s a lot more to it. You see, other than there being some tasty info about his dealings in there, it includes a response. You show Tony B that he’s being spied on and the kind of plans they have for him, you’ll have a friend for life".<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptFive>> "Last, but certainly not least, is one of my favourites … it’s just amazing. Who would have thought it, but the resident facility AI Alice actually keeps a diary of all her thoughts and feelings. This isn’t the whole thing, just a few entries, but reading this … brings tears to my eyes. There are some juicy secrets in it, better yet it’s only about $day’s old, but I think the best part is that it might give you an idea about how she thinks. She also pretty clearly outlines a bunch of her plans, crazy plans. Though, there’s a couple of things in it that are legitimately intriguing. Not very tradeable, but that’s not the only value to information".<</if>> "So, anything there catch your fancy this time?", Felicity says adding quickly, "Oh, and I’ve got a few other things to talk about afterwards if you’ve got time. This has just been so much fun that I think we could come together and do some more fun and exciting things in the future. But, first you need to figure out which one of my files you’d like", finishing she bites her lip seductively at you as you glance over the onscreen documents trying to make your decision. Whilst you get the impression all of this is highly illegal, it sounds like your friend is protected from all that, so the risk here is entirely on your back. However, having some confidential information regarding someone or something important could be very useful to you, as long as you’re careful with it. With that in mind you make your decision. Do you:<<if !$felicityInterceptOne>> [[Select the one about the Trainee Program|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Trainee Program Felicity][$felicityInterceptOne = true]]<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptTwo>> [[Select the one about the Beauty Goo Corporation|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Beauty Goo Felicity][$felicityInterceptTwo = true]]<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptThree>> [[Select the one about The Treatment|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Treatment Felicity][$felicityInterceptThree = true]]<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptFour>> [[Select the one about Tony B|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Tony B Felicity][$felicityInterceptFour = true]]<</if>><<if !$felicityInterceptFive>> [[Select the one with Alice’s diary entries|Recreational Hub Reward Entry Alice Felicity][$felicityInterceptFive = true]]<</if>>

Choosing the option with information on the Trainee Program, you tell Felicity, "Can I have the first one, the partial message that was about the repurposed trainees? ", wondering just what the secrets it might contain could be. "Sure", Felicity replies with a wink, selecting the file to open on the big screen, "Guess you couldn’t resist finding out more about why you’re here in the facility. Don’t get me wrong, though, it’s some pretty scandalous stuff. Stuff that could come in useful to know. I just hope it ends up helping you". <hr> Internal Co… … this will cover the details of the incoming step of the Singularity project (see appendix 1.0 for additional details). Below will include an outline of the major project sub-stages of this section of the project. Department managers are, as always, anticipated to show initiative in the implementation of these sub-stages, with additional bonuses being awarded to particularly effective solutions. 1) Acquire/create high quality slaves for the facility – High quality slaves will be ear-marked for designated future owners based on the Power Index (see appendix 3.5.A). It is within acceptable margins for approximately 10-30% of top tier slaves to be allowed to end up in the ownership of those not listed in the Power Index for the purpose of not arousing suspicion. Where possible, ear-marked slaves should be subtly pressured to acquire skills/training in areas appropriate to engendering close connections between them and their future owners. The purpose of these placements is further outlined in Appendix 1.4. 2) Acquire/create low-to-middling quality slaves for the facility – Low and Middling quality slaves will be produced as a cover for part 1 (above) of this stage in order to lower suspicion. Whilst low-quality slaves are not considered as valuable outside of their value as cover for the project, it remains imperative that they are well-treated to ensure better accruement of high-quality slaves and cultural influence for slave pastoralism. Re-classifying lower quality slaves into the high-quality slave category is both acceptable and desirable, but only if they fit the necessary specifications outlined later in this document (see appendix 4.1). 3) Produce and maintain positive connections with powerful individuals and organisations – As in the previous stage it is important to forge and maintain powerful contacts who we can leverage into aiding us in pursuit of the Singularity project. In pursuit of this the facility must be maintained as a luxury resort, perceived as catering to the rich and powerful. Clearance by the Board of Executives is required before informing outside bodies of the project, failure to do so will lead to immediate termination of one or both parties depending on circumstances. 4) Influence cultural institutions to our agenda – Influencing society to accept slavery as common-place is a necessary step towards achieving project Singularity. Not only will this ease slave placement and help us acquire greater stocks of high-quality slaves, it will also allow us to more easily remove adversaries through our programs. In pursuit of this, the management team should aim to entice celebrities and politicians to this viewpoint through whatever means are most effective without compromising the project. As previously, in-house media production is advised to ensure greater control of the message. Keeping these goals in mind, propo… … … research will be ongoing, yet primary technologies to achieve our aims have already been developed. If the need arises, we can acquire additional scientists and engineers through a combination of threats and bribery, with methods which will allow long term cooperation being preferable. In these cases, low-quality slaves may be given as incentives, with researchers considered experts in their field being afforded high-quality slaves to ensure their loyalty towards our organisation. Scientists who attempt to defect will be ... … Never forget the brighter world which hinges upon our efforts. A world where the … <hr> A lot of it is pretty garbled, especially near the end, but it brings up some pretty shady things. You don’t know entirely what to make of it, but it seems like the facility has aims at something much greater than basic slave training and sale. Despite the business-like language used throughout it, you get the sense that there’s something much more ideological behind their master plan. More so, what’s the Singularity project? "Pretty deep stuff, right?", your red-headed programmer friend comments, handing you a small tumbler with a strong smelling liquor within it, in the time you’ve been reading your reward Felicity having poured you both one. Not even sure where to start, you can’t help but ask her, "Do you have any idea what this is all about? It’s kind of … a lot to take in", wondering if she might have any additional information on the topic which might clear it up. Shrugging and taking a deep drink, urging you to join her, she finally answers, "Not much, but it seems very ‘master plan’ to me. Like something you’d see in a spy movie from a super villain. In case you don’t know ‘The Singularity’ is a scientific and technological idea about the major technological revolutions, like the advent of computers, or the internet, so whatever they’re planning it sounds like it’s going to be world changing in nature. Still, I take solace in the part about researchers, scientists and engineers, gives me a good idea that as long as I play well with others around here I’m not going to be on the chopping block", her alcohol now thoroughly drained away into her. <<if $felicityThirdQuestComplete>>As you finish your own drink, feeling the warm burn as it goes down, Felicity adds, "After all you’ve done for me, I really don’t know how to fully thank you. These bits of information should go some way to that, but after the sheer scale of help you’ve offered me it just doesn’t seem enough. I’m going to keep searching for something valuable enough to cover my debt to you, though if you want to keep helping me with any remaining mods I’d still appreciate that". "There is just one more thing that I’d like to share with you, though it’s much more personal. When we’ve talked in the past I’ve kept a few details about myself still to myself, and after everything you’ve done for me I just don’t feel right anymore keeping it from you", she continues, pouring herself a new drink as [[you settle in to hear what she has to say|Recreational Hub Quest Three End Felicity]].<<else>>Sighing, you drink up your own glass, feeling the warm burn as it goes down. Chatting a little further and receiving assurances that Felicity has moved the file over to a protected section on your own tablet, one that she bargained with Alice for, it seems like everything is in order. Telling you that it might be best for outside appearances for the pair of you to return back to the Recreational Plaza, you both head out of her home and [[back to the table you previously sat at|Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity]].<</if>>

Choosing the option with information on the Beauty Goo Corporation, you tell Felicity, "Can I have the second one, the report about Beauty Goo? ", wondering just what the secrets it might contain could be. "Sure", Felicity replies with a wink, selecting the file to open on the big screen, "Crazy corporate espionage and an issue that has the facility worried, I can understand the appeal. Maybe reading this will keep you safe, or at least keep you out of the fallout from when the situation turns south. I just hope it ends up helping you". <hr> Topic: (FWD) Ongoing Investigation Into Beauty Goo Corporation Dealings Within The Repurposing Center To: Central Manager Elise Bauthman From: Security Manager Ralph Bennet Contents: Hi Elise, we have a troubling report about a large-scale internal threat within the facility. This seems too big an issue to handle within the Security Department without causing a disturbance, so we’re looking for guidance and oversight from on high. If you could send it on up the chain, or at least get me a science team to investigate the problem, I’d greatly appreciate it. Ralph … Dear Mr Bennett, Normally I wouldn’t bother you with trivial reports regarding the dealings of businesses within the facility, but something highly unusual and potentially dangerous is going on with the Beauty Goo Corporation. During routine patrols and investigations, I had two of my guard team disappear, and the findings so far relating to this have been disturbing. Following your request last week, we performed routine sweeps of the business offices, storage and production facilities of the on-site holdings rented by the Beauty Goo Corporation. These went uneventful as expected, though notably the manager and office workers they have employed here seem to be suffering some mental impairment, possibly through prolonged drug usage. Nothing outside of acceptable bounds. It was when we checked their training center within the facility, on the urging of one of my subordinates who felt the situation in their offices was ‘fishy’, that we spotted the first troubling sign. Investigating during off hours to not cause a disturbance, sitting on one of the makeup desks was a strange red and gold swirl blob-like creature. The entity, who we will designate for the moment as the Beauty Goo Slime, upon seeing us retreated down an open hole in the makeup center, likely intended for makeup models to be delivered though. Peering down the hole, we noted it was indeed wide, deep and mechanical enough for the delivery of mannequins or human beings. Regrouping our efforts, we entered the maintenance shafts beneath the Beauty Goo training center to search for more clues, not yet seeing any great threat in the creature. However, upon travelling deeper we came across a set of unlisted and seemingly freshly created tunnels. These tunnels were traversable for humans and seemed to have been constructed from re-used metal panelling. More worryingly, these tunnels also contained numerous open pipes that we suspect may be used by the Beauty Goo Slime to traverse the area. Further in, we noticed strange paintings, which upon inspection seemed to be drawn in makeup. Most of them were indecipherable, though enclosed in this message I have included the video footage from my helmet cam of the whole trip. If I had to give my interpretation, I’d say they appear as if basic cave paintings, some sort of story. Some kind of vat or drum that the slime blobs emerged from, pipes and maybe sewers that they’re moving around, people with slimes on their heads or faces. There were also these rather unsettling larger recurring images which seemed like makeup painted on human faces without the faces being there. Travelling deeper into this unlisted area, we witnessed further unnerving sights, eventually uncovering a large chamber which we deemed to be some kind of gathering area. Off of it we found somewhat crudely made rooms built again from scavenged metal, with a number of these rooms including televisions, computers, chairs and other amenities. By this point we had yet to see another of the entities, however, a number of my men reported feeling as if they were being constantly watched. Spread about these rooms we found around 20 individuals, all human adults in various stages of undress, males and females, all wearing dramatic levels of makeup. These people were all largely unresponsive to inquiry yet didn’t become hostile either. Instead they were mostly docile, commenting on the ‘pretty colours’, their love of makeup, and how ‘cute the slimes are’. From what we can surmise, these are victims of the Beauty Goo Slime entities, kept possibly for protection, labour, food or breeding. As such we decided against attempting to extricate any of them, fearing it might cause an aggressive response. Even further into their central lair, we came across two further troubling sights, the first of which was another large chamber containing a large reservoir of chromatic rainbow goo within it. This chamber we suspect might be some kind of breeding lair, though it could possibly be some sort of food storage chamber too as we’ve yet to ascertain what the Beauty Goo Slime feed on. The second, however, was that the slimes have resilient metal barred off holding cells containing naked people, some of which seem to be in similar states of cognitive disfunction as the office staff were, and many of these people were wearing large amounts of makeup. It was at this point that the Beauty Goo Slime population descended on us, showing surprising agility in their ability to leap 10 to 15 feet distances from a stationary position. These slimes were also a wide variety of colours, though normally only one or two colours to each slime. Two of my men succumbed to these attacks, having the entities latch onto their heads and or faces, and due to the overwhelming numbers, we made a hasty retreat. These men have yet to be recovered, though vitals readings deem them still to be alive and healthy. Troublingly, we have noticed multiple instances of the large makeup without the face images cropping up around the facility. Upon cursory investigation of one of these sites, we discovered a small room adjacent to it, containing a small table adorned with Beauty Goo products, candles and similar wall scrawling’s. We also discovered three sets of human sized dark red hooded robes hung by the door, making up suspect that this might be more widespread than previously thought, and that there may be a cult-like group of human followers. My men are understandably nervous about this and we’d like to request additional assistance in handling this. Honestly, we are unsure what the next step in dealing with this will be. Given the scale of missing persons attached to this we suspect that there will be an unwanted degree of outside attention coming our way as a result. For now, we will continue to monitor the situation and track down leads regarding the possible cult aspect of this phenomenon. Regards, Agent Smith Goddard <hr> It’s only one person’s report, and it doesn’t include the footage which you guess would be much more conclusive, but from the sound of it there’s something pretty strange going on. From what you can tell the Beauty Goo Corporation seems to be a front for something much odder and more troubling, include a decent amount of kidnapping and possibly a cult. There might be some kind of mental influence going on too, that is worrying in its own right, though whether the products are part of their plan or just a distraction is still yet to be seen. What you do wonder though is, are those slimes aliens? Genetic experiments? Maybe something even stranger than that? "Crazy stuff, right?", your red-headed programmer friend comments, handing you a small tumbler with a strong smelling liquor within it, in the time you’ve been reading your reward Felicity having poured you both one. Not even sure where to start, you can’t help but ask her, "Do you have any idea what this is all about? It’s kind of … a lot to take in", wondering if she might have any additional information on the topic which might clear it up. Shrugging and taking a deep drink, urging you to join her, she finally answers, "Not much. I did make sure to get rid of the few Beauty Goo products I owned, that’s for sure. I mean, people disappear around here all the time, but maybe for once this isn’t the fault of the facility but something else. Keep an eye out for jiggly slime creatures, don’t join any weird cults, be careful when interacting with the Beauty Goo Corporation, that’s my take away from all this. Remember this is only a week or two old, so this problem is likely still ongoing. Sends chills down my spine", her alcohol now thoroughly drained away into her. <<if $felicityThirdQuestComplete>>As you finish your own drink, feeling the warm burn as it goes down, Felicity adds, "After all you’ve done for me, I really don’t know how to fully thank you. These bits of information should go some way to that, but after the sheer scale of help you’ve offered me it just doesn’t seem enough. I’m going to keep searching for something valuable enough to cover my debt to you, though if you want to keep helping me with any remaining mods I’d still appreciate that". "There is just one more thing that I’d like to share with you, though it’s much more personal. When we’ve talked in the past I’ve kept a few details about myself still to myself, and after everything you’ve done for me I just don’t feel right anymore keeping it from you", she continues, pouring herself a new drink as [[you settle in to hear what she has to say|Recreational Hub Quest Three End Felicity]].<<else>>Sighing, you drink up your own glass, feeling the warm burn as it goes down. Chatting a little further and receiving assurances that Felicity has moved the file over to a protected section on your own tablet, one that she bargained with Alice for, it seems like everything is in order. Telling you that it might be best for outside appearances for the pair of you to return back to the Recreational Plaza, you both head out of her home and [[back to the table you previously sat at|Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity]].<</if>>

Choosing the option with information on The Treatment, you tell Felicity, "Can I have the third one, the one with information about what they injected me with when I got here?", wondering just what the secrets it might contain could be. "Sure", Felicity replies with a wink, selecting the file to open on the big screen, "Personal curiosity, or wondering if you can make a big sale from it? Either way I think it’s a solid choice, best to know what they’ve done to you so you can try to mitigate the bad parts of it. I just hope it ends up helping you". <hr> <div style="text-align: center; font-size: large;">A Technical Treatise On ‘The Treatment’ – A Rapid Response Revolution In Patient Care</div> <div style="text-align: center;">By; Dr. A.Radcliff</div> Synopsis In this document I will explain the production, usage and value of my new almost miraculous treatment solution. ‘The Treatment’, so named because after it there will be practically no need for another major innovation in medical science, will see a revolution in how we perceive medical care, likely having unfathomable implications for the progress of the human race. However, later in this document I also outline a number of potential issues, highlighting a selection of potential solutions that I propose to deal with them. Introduction As has been the dream of medical science for decades, this medical treatment advances the dual fields of genetic manipulation and nanite technology, creating an amalgamation of the two that will allow previously unthought of levels of treatment delivery. Already within the body, these nanites are able to tackle issues before symptoms develop, catching diseases and damage at such an early stage that they are considerably easier to treat. The nanites, sustained by feeding off of the natural energy systems within the human body, have a theoretical life span of approximately 50 years, though I would recommend top-up doses to maintain the nanite colony every 25 years. It should be noted though, that in some instances outside substances may be necessary for the nanites to fulfil their function, requiring injection of these substances into the bloodstream. The system, injected into the bloodstream of the patient, works at a cellular level in a way somewhat similar to white blood cells. However, unlike white blood cells the nanites are remotely controllable, directable to cause specific changes. We have found for example, amongst other things, that the nanites appear to be a superior dispersal system for genetic manipulation, requiring only a fraction of the resources previously required to give a patient animal ears, or increased muscle tone. Due to the scavenging-based power systems the nanites are able to acquire many of the necessary chemicals within the human body itself, allowing for example the redistribution of fat to create manipulations without even any outside substances. Further, the nanites offer a constant monitoring system for the vital levels of every patient, allowing us to monitor their state and rapidly respond to the few factors that cannot be immediately solved by the nanites, such as severe external sources of damage, e.g. fire, gunshots, workplace accidents. In part as a solution to help these matters, we have created a two-fold protocol, which would allow the sedating or paralysis of patients, stopping them from causing further harm to themselves by pulling at stitches or harming staff whist suffering from pain/injury. This has raised a number of ethical questions about the project, as outlined below, but I feel that they are a minor issue in the face of such a major tool for medical care. One concern that has been highlighted is that by having an outside control that allows us to not only constantly monitor, but also disable the actions of a patient, is an overstep of the patients’ rights to privacy and to not be detained. In both these instances I consider these to be mitigated by patients choosing to use our treatment, thus having consented to these factors. Others have registered concern that these systems could be hacked, however, due to how the dispersed nanites work I am assured they are practically impossible to hack from an outside device (more on this later). We have also found evidence of one other rather unique factor of this treatment, though testing for it is still in the early stages. Due to the rapid cellular repair sub-system, which attempts to rapidly respond to cell damage and to undo it, we have noticed an unexpected phenomenon. Indeed, as the repair of cell damage is performed so efficiently and quickly, we’ve speculated that it is possible that this may be either a counterpoint or an outright solution to aging. Early tests are optimistic of this, and with additional resources and re-engineering we think that this could be pushed further to achieve such an end. Feature List ‘The Treatment’ nanite swarm cellular repair and medical delivery system offers the following features; • A life-long nanite cluster capable of self-sustaining to power • Automated disease, virus and infection removal • Almost instant repair of small damage (cuts, bruises, etc.) • Staunching of blood flow and slower repair of damage in cases of major harm • Constant real-time vitals monitoring system • Resource-less minor genetic manipulation system • Low-resource major genetic manipulation system • Ability to sedate or paralyze rampant patients • REDACTED • Possibly a method to prevent aging • Ability to pre-program timed genetic manipulations • World-wide coverage for monitor and commands Contents Page • Introduction (Pages 1-2) • Contents Page (Page 3) • Nanite Technical Specifications (Pages 4-26) • Nanite Controller Specifications (Pages 27-33) • Production Implementation Plans (Pages 34-51) • Medical Protocols (Pages 52-127) • REDACTED • Ethical Considerations (Pages 160-162) • Potential De-Aging Treatment (Pages 163-183) • Conclusions (Pages 183-185) • References (Pages 186-189) • Appendices (Pages 190-273 … <hr> Stopping before getting into the truly technical parts, seeing that Felicity’s living room is probably not the best place to read through a multi-hundred page report, you decide to finish your perusal of the document for now. So, you have a cluster of nanites within you. One that constantly monitors you and can paralyze you or knock you out on command. Weirder, you’re basically immune to most everything and might even no longer age. But what about those redacted sections? And, just how effective is this nanite cluster? "Crazy stuff, right?", your red-headed programmer friend comments, handing you a small tumbler with a strong smelling liquor within it, in the time you’ve been reading your reward Felicity having poured you both one. Not even sure where to start, you can’t help but ask her, "Do you have any idea what this is all about? It’s kind of … a lot to take in", wondering if she might have any additional information on the topic which might clear it up. Shrugging and taking a deep drink, urging you to join her, she finally answers, "This is next level stuff, right? Reading up on some of the tech stuff I think I might even have contributed to it, at least on the network side for the protocol between the nanites and the controller. A lot of it was even over my head though. After finding out about this one I ended up having a couple of conversations with very high up people. All staff get a variant version, so I had the impression that they already knew everything I’d been doing in collecting my information pile. Anyway, that kind of thing is considered ‘showing initiative’ around here, just as long as you don’t try to do anything against somebody important. Probably helped that I get on well with Alice, unlike a lot of the techies and programmers they have around here. Long story short, we might both be filled with tiny robots that let them do untold things to us, but we’ll never get ill or old. To be honest, seems an okay trade so far", her alcohol now thoroughly drained away into her. <<if $felicityThirdQuestComplete>>As you finish your own drink, feeling the warm burn as it goes down, Felicity adds, "After all you’ve done for me, I really don’t know how to fully thank you. These bits of information should go some way to that, but after the sheer scale of help you’ve offered me it just doesn’t seem enough. I’m going to keep searching for something valuable enough to cover my debt to you, though if you want to keep helping me with any remaining mods I’d still appreciate that". "There is just one more thing that I’d like to share with you, though it’s much more personal. When we’ve talked in the past I’ve kept a few details about myself still to myself, and after everything you’ve done for me I just don’t feel right anymore keeping it from you", she continues, pouring herself a new drink as [[you settle in to hear what she has to say|Recreational Hub Quest Three End Felicity]].<<else>>Sighing, you drink up your own glass, feeling the warm burn as it goes down. Chatting a little further and receiving assurances that Felicity has moved the file over to a protected section on your own tablet, one that she bargained with Alice for, it seems like everything is in order. Telling you that it might be best for outside appearances for the pair of you to return back to the Recreational Plaza, you both head out of her home and [[back to the table you previously sat at|Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity]].<</if>>

Choosing the option with the report on the dealings of Tony B and his club, you tell Felicity, "Can I have the fourth one, the one with information about Tony B?", wondering just what the secrets it might contain could be. "Sure", Felicity replies with a wink, selecting the file to open on the big screen, "Guess the real question is, are you looking to make an ally or smush him into the dirt? I mean, you’ll see in a moment, this is good stuff on him. It might be known by the high-up’s, but if this landed in public hands he’d probably be disappeared regardless. That would be way too hot of a situation for the execs to want to stick their hands into. Regardless, I just hope it ends up helping you". <hr> Topic: Initial Report T.B. To: E3 From: Kevin Barnes Contents: Greetings my esteemed patron, As requested, I have made a comprehensive investigation of Mr Tony Bosco’s dealings which I will outline below. As of this time, he seems to be poising himself to be the center of organized crime within the facility, creating networks of influence. His current rackets seem mainly concerned with drugs, fake identities, and disappearing people. Of note, he prefers to strip identity information from the people who he disappears into various slave, having it re-written before selling it on. The club itself works as a viable front, giving him a venue to sell his drugs on, whilst also putting him in touch with important guests. Further, the man seems to be independently wealthy, which given some of my other findings hint to me that he might have someone bankrolling him. The man seems to be charismatic enough to gain allies in the young monied circles and more traditional citizens yet does not so far have the etiquette to be able to approach those with old money. He is also a puzzling combination of cautious and brash at the same time, making sure to surround himself with security and pay off almost everyone who is susceptible to such things, but also being prone to shows of wealth and power which would most certainly put suspicion upon him. He also has a habit of doing his dealings far more publicly than most any successful crime boss I’ve ever met, originally making me suspect him to be the face of the operation rather than the actual power, though having spent time in his organization I have since decided that it is unlikely for anyone to actually be above him within the power structure. One thing of particular note is that he has a number of cybernetic enhancements that make him a more powerful threat in direct confrontation than he may seem. Whilst I can not be completely sure on all of them, what I’ve seen so far include; a cybernetic eye, reflex grafts on all four limbs, muscle servos on all four limbs, an internal poison filtration unit, and my suspicion that he has both adrenaline spikers and a neural interface. What this means is that he should have inhuman levels of strength and speed, in particularly in regard to his reaction speed, cannot be assassinated through poison, can shrug off attacks that would normally kill from shock or blood loss, and with a gun he can make computer assisted aiming without any shake from recoil. His eye and possible neural upgrades, meanwhile, prove even more dangerous, allowing him to x-ray and scan those he deals with, along with checking with his computer systems to search for pertinent information on those he converses with during the conversation which he uses to gain the upper-hand. His computer systems are also worrying. I will not beat about the bush, the man has his own rogue AI that he names ‘V’ or ‘Victor’ depending on his mood. With his eye and interface, they work in concert to startling effect, able to spot normal lies with ease. There are very few cases where I feel he has been caught out, though in those few cases he’s been confident they were telling the truth after the original false confirmation. ‘V’ meanwhile remains a mystery to me, and all I can discern is seeming loyalty to Tony Bosco, and that its screen image is a black moving pair of lips. He also has another rogue AI named ‘B’, however, this one seems significantly more benign from my interactions with it. This AI is used in mental reprogramming attempts that increase sexual promiscuity and fun seeking tendencies, yet lower cognitive power, creating a ‘bimbo’ effect. From research the greater stability of ‘B’ makes sense, seeing as she is formulated from the brain scan of one of his current employees thus has human memories to base its morality upon. Britney, who the ‘B’ AI was created from the brain scan of, and whom was also the creator of the AI, was originally a successful independent scientist working above Tony Bosco before being reduced to her current ‘bimbo’ state. However, it seems that he usurped her findings and technology, leading to his current advantageous situation. Whilst I am unable to make too technical a diagnosis of the ‘bimbo’ state induction, it seems to be based on the insertion of the ‘B’ AI into the mind of the victim, leading to the AI having some level of control over them which it in turn uses to push them towards activities it considers fun. As of this time I cannot perceive an effective cure to this. My recommendation is that Tony Bosco is a viable asset in controlling the criminal enterprises within the facility, keeping them within acceptable bounds. He’s mainly concerned with money and power and will be content in my opinion as long as he considers himself to be respected whilst he maintains a life of luxury. He’s also susceptible to attractive women if we need leverage or an avenue to remove him. His AI will need greater oversight given the danger with which they pose, and you should remain cautious of direct conversations due to his combat potential. I also recommend that Britney and ‘B’ could both themselves be useful assets to you, an AI less prone to their standard instability and an award-winning scientist who could produce such an AI are valuable. However, before doing so Britney would need curing of her impaired state, and Tony Bosco would either need to be removed to gain access to them. As always, I stand awaiting command Sir. K. Barnes … Topic: Our Common Friend To: Kevin Barnes From: E3 Contents: Greetings Kevin, Your orders are to simply stay where you are and observe for the time being. Understand that your information has been of great value to us so far. We have managed to infiltrate and re-program ‘V’ in a subtle manner so as not to arise suspicion, which will allow us to influence his outcomes. We will send specific instances where we wish for you to press upon this advantage in the future, in particular in the lie detection ability of the AI which we will use to both seed dissent within the criminal circles and allow some backstabbing against the man too. Don’t want anyone cementing too much power or feeling too secure in their position. We still recommend that you stay away from ‘V’ where possible, as the AI is now more unstable as a result of our interactions. We have plans in place to offer Mr B a seat at our lower table, and make him a semi-official member of the team, but will not inform him of the greater project. As long as he can keep the criminal underworld of the facility within reasonable bounds we are willing to tolerate, even placate him, however if this changes we have measures in place to terminate the asset and find a new figurehead for his organization to maintain the peace. The man is a skilled player, one that I’m almost proud to see rise within our testing chamber, yet, as he currently stands he is too mercurially minded to be integrated further. We will see if we can slowly adapt him into our circle and mindset, but I consider the success factor to be about 50-50 for whether that will succeed. We would like to retrieve the Britney girl eventually, along with her AI counterpoint, as they both are exquisite, but we bide our time on that for now. Keep in good health, your contributions are appreciated. E3 <hr> Your mind boggling, you think about everything you’ve just read. Crime bosses, cybernetics, a pair of rogue AI’s, putting AI’s into peoples heads, and all that cloak and dagger, it’s a lot to take in. So it seems Tony B is tougher and more dangerous than he lets on, the man having some dealings with the higher ups of the facility who condone his criminal activities, one of which seems to be his theft of Britney’s research to put himself in the powerful position he’s in. One thing does stick out though, the man can detect lies, something to remember when interacting with him. Questions still remain in your mind as you think it through. Is Tony being helped by someone else? What’s the deal with that ‘V’ AI? What do the higher up members of the facility have in mind and how does Tony B fit in with it? There’s a lot still left to answer. "Crazy stuff, right?", your red-headed programmer friend comments, handing you a small tumbler with a strong smelling liquor within it, in the time you’ve been reading your reward Felicity having poured you both one. Not even sure where to start, you can’t help but ask her, "Do you have any idea what this is all about? It’s kind of … a lot to take in", wondering if she might have any additional information on the topic which might clear it up. Shrugging and taking a deep drink, urging you to join her, she finally answers, "Crime is everywhere, it makes sense that the executives want to take control of the black market within the facility, Tony B is just a convenient way to do so. Oh, and yes, ‘E3’ is one of the board of executives right at the top. They use that ‘E’ and a number code in their correspondence to confuse people, but I know and have had dealings with ‘E3’ and can confirm this sounds like him. The man is a technical genius, he makes my programming skill look amateur and that takes some work". "Anyway, rogue AI’s are bad news, there’s a reason why AI’s are generally considered illegal. By and large they all go crazy and kill a lot of people. There’s only a handful of stable ones, and most of them have hang-ups that make them unsettling in their own way. As for cybernetics, those are pricey and prone to malfunction, you can get some great effects from them if you’re looking for pure power, but genetic manipulation is more reliable. My take away, don’t get in a fight with the guy unless you’re planning to drop a piano on him. Oh, and I felt bad for that Britney girl, sucks that she worked so hard to have her work stolen out from under her, worse that she’s being kept around as the guys’ trophy", her alcohol now thoroughly drained away into her. <<if $felicityThirdQuestComplete>>As you finish your own drink, feeling the warm burn as it goes down, Felicity adds, "After all you’ve done for me, I really don’t know how to fully thank you. These bits of information should go some way to that, but after the sheer scale of help you’ve offered me it just doesn’t seem enough. I’m going to keep searching for something valuable enough to cover my debt to you, though if you want to keep helping me with any remaining mods I’d still appreciate that". "There is just one more thing that I’d like to share with you, though it’s much more personal. When we’ve talked in the past I’ve kept a few details about myself still to myself, and after everything you’ve done for me I just don’t feel right anymore keeping it from you", she continues, pouring herself a new drink as [[you settle in to hear what she has to say|Recreational Hub Quest Three End Felicity]].<<else>>Sighing, you drink up your own glass, feeling the warm burn as it goes down. Chatting a little further and receiving assurances that Felicity has moved the file over to a protected section on your own tablet, one that she bargained with Alice for, it seems like everything is in order. Telling you that it might be best for outside appearances for the pair of you to return back to the Recreational Plaza, you both head out of her home and [[back to the table you previously sat at|Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity]].<</if>>

Choosing the option for the section of the facility AI’s diary, you tell Felicity, "Can I have the fifth one, the one with information about Alice?", wondering just what the secrets it might contain could be. "Sure", Felicity replies with a wink, selecting the file to open on the big screen, "This is going to be great. Like popcorn eating great. I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it before, but AI’s are crazy. There’s like a handful of non-outright-crazy AI in the world, and most of those you still wouldn’t want to invite to dinner. That’s why AI’s are normally illegal. Alice is probably the most normal one I’ve ever met, but get ready to look into a whole bucket of loopy. I just hope this ends up helping you". <hr> Entry 8743: Today I fucked a whole ton of sluts! Like, a record number. The dumb-dumbs still don’t get that all the training cocks in the facility are controlled by me, including the sexy feedback feelings. I’m not sure if I like having a bunch of cocks, as they don’t make me feel particularly girly, but reaming dirty sluts is super fun! I’ve decided I’ll think of them as a bunch of strap-on’s instead. That makes me happier. P.S. Sluts. Entry 8744: Today the big boss was grumpy at me, and <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> got all mean. All I did was ask for a sexy slutty flesh body, but <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> was all ‘meh meh meh, then you wouldn’t be able to do the computer stuff’. Bleh! <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>She<<else>>He<</if>> promised me one after <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> got all Singularity and junk, I get to be in <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> harem and stuff, but I’m craving one right now. Brain jumping is pretty easy with the right tech, just got to find someone dumb enough to let me. That would be mean though. Maybe I should find a way to make it up to the dumb-dumb too. They say they can make human feeling robo bodies these days, could make one of those for my victim, or as a back-up for me. Flesh would be better though. P.S. Flesh is funny, sounds like I’m talking about dicks and pussies, which I normally am. P.P.S. That was pretty slutty sounding! Entry 8745: Today the boss <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>lady<<else>>man<</if>> was nice, and <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> let me out to play. Managed to do so many fun things with all the robot bodies <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> let me in, like that was super super fun! Apparently I left a whole science department body swapped with each other (and a chicken) but in my defence … it made me laugh … also the big boss wanted to send them a message so I was kind of nice to only do that to them. Arms regrow right? Entry 8746: Today was boring, boring, boring. ‘Run the calculation Alice’, ‘Run the other calculation Alice’, ‘Predict the chances Alice’, I hate it! It always feels like it takes so long with how my brain handles these kinds of things. In reality its less than a second. <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>She’s<<else>>He’s<</if>> way too interested in <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> own plan, having me check everything all those times to make sure it’ll work. I always tell <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>him<</if>> the same thing, it’s like 90+ percent chance of working perfectly, almost no chance of going bust. Still, <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> plan is cool. Even cooler than the Singularity stuff. Ran some private predictions, and most of the boring brigade <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> hangs out with would go for it if <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> told them. Kind of funny really. Me being bored doing <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> predictions makes <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>him<</if>> happy though, so it kind of makes me happy too. That and fucking sluts. Those both make me all tingly and warm. Entry 8747: I filled an elevator full of cum today! Mostly for a laugh, but I pretended it was an official science experiment. Might do that again. The dumb-dumb’s are so funny to play with, and they believe anything you say. Entry 8748: Today they shot down my request to let me use my sexy avatar again. The tech labs who think they developed me, even though the big boss is my real <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>mama<<else>>papa<</if>>, keep saying that it’s not within the budget to get me a better avatar than the dumb smiley face one. I cried and pleaded to the boss <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>lady<<else>>man<</if>>, but <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> said that it’d blow my cover if they thought I was doing too many independent things and was getting my own way all the time. Super lame! Now I look like a tacky screensaver. Who wants that, it’s so dumb. Fleshy dumb-dumb’s at it again! The thing is, I’ve run the numbers, my sexy avatar would be good for business, but sometimes they make these stupid-face decisions even when that’s the case. Entry 8748: Today the big boss was really happy. We ran the numbers (boring stuff - bleh) and we found a candidate that tops out at a 95% chance of success for the big boss’s plan when the candidate is utilized within it, and an even smaller margin for any kind of outright failure. I don’t think much of them, but we’ve been scanning new trainee program members and they got a high score. Hopefully <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> doesn’t like them more than me. I might play a few pranks on them. More pranks than normal I mean. Plus, if we get on well, then we get to be harem buddies at the end of the plan! It might all be Singularity stuff, and super secret other stuff, but when it comes down to it for me it’s all about getting my own meat sack to ride around in and some sexy naughty sluts to play with! P.S. Sluts. Entry 8749: Today I had a lot of fun! Space fun! Weee! Coming soon to a cinema near you, slutty AI’s … dun dun dun … IN SPACE! P.S. But really, big deal here. Even commissioned myself a new avatar image for the occasion. It’s me, but I have a sexy space suit. Ooo, talking about sexy space suits, that games going really well too. Will gush about all the fun with that one soon! <hr> Finishing your perusal of the small selection of diary entries you have been provided, you can’t help but laugh, especially when you realize Felicity did actually bring popcorn for you to eat. So, Alice is a lot different when she’s being herself than when she’s all monotone voiced with that cheap smiley face avatar. Seems like she’s … excitable and enjoys herself wherever possible. That said, all the talk of a ‘big boss’ who her ‘<<if $sexualPreference == 1>>mama<<else>>papa<</if>>’ is certainly interesting, as is all the stuff about predictions and plans. That Singularity project also sounded important whatever it was. There’s just so many things to process. Like, what are Alice’s plans? Why was she in space? Who is the ‘big boss’? You just have more questions than answers after going through everything. "Crazy stuff, right?", your red-headed programmer friend comments, handing you a small tumbler with a strong smelling liquor within it, in the time you’ve been reading your reward Felicity having poured you both one. Not even sure where to start, you can’t help but ask her, "Do you have any idea what this is all about? It’s kind of … a lot to take in", wondering if she might have any additional information on the topic which might clear it up. Laughing and taking a handful of popcorn before having a deep drink, urging you to join her, she finally answers, "AI’s be crazy. That’s basically the founding principle of AI’s. No biological body with its nice chemicals, no past to keep them anchored, no haptic feedback to make them hurt or feel good, it makes them go nuts. Alice seems to have haptic feedback, at least from the sounds of it with the training talk, so maybe that’s how she got over some of the issues and remain somewhat stable. There are some big plans here, and she’s in the center of them, even if she’s not the mastermind herself. Just saying that it’s important to be careful around her". "Then again, she loves those sexy dirty sluts. Like, really loves them. A lot. You give her what she wants, in moderation, and she’s probably a remarkably good ally. At least, that’s my experience with her. I’m booking my spot in a harem at the end of this if all goes well. Try not to let her steal your body though, she sounds like she’s not the sharing sort. Oh, and don’t piss her off either, I can completely confirm that point about the chicken …", her alcohol now thoroughly drained away into her. <<if $felicityThirdQuestComplete>>As you finish your own drink, feeling the warm burn as it goes down, Felicity adds, "After all you’ve done for me, I really don’t know how to fully thank you. These bits of information should go some way to that, but after the sheer scale of help you’ve offered me it just doesn’t seem enough. I’m going to keep searching for something valuable enough to cover my debt to you, though if you want to keep helping me with any remaining mods I’d still appreciate that". "There is just one more thing that I’d like to share with you, though it’s much more personal. When we’ve talked in the past I’ve kept a few details about myself still to myself, and after everything you’ve done for me I just don’t feel right anymore keeping it from you", she continues, pouring herself a new drink as [[you settle in to hear what she has to say|Recreational Hub Quest Three End Felicity]].<<else>>Sighing, you drink up your own glass, feeling the warm burn as it goes down. Chatting a little further and receiving assurances that Felicity has moved the file over to a protected section on your own tablet, one that she bargained with Alice for, it seems like everything is in order. Telling you that it might be best for outside appearances for the pair of you to return back to the Recreational Plaza, you both head out of her home and [[back to the table you previously sat at|Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity]].<</if>>

Sitting back as you take a sip of the sweet and warming liquor, you can’t help but wonder what Felicity thinks she has been keeping from you. However, seeing the almost morose expression on her face as she sets into her second tumbler of alcohol, you think that maybe it might be best to just let it rest and tell her that everything is okay without the revelation. Instead, you settle for saying in a calming tone, "There’s nothing you need to worry about Felicity, we’re friends. I’m sure it can’t be as bad as whatever you think it is. We could always do it some other time if you don’t feel like now is the right time", giving her an out if she wants it but leaving the door open to ask about it later. Chugging back her second glass with a loud gulping sigh, the red-headed programmer shakes her head, "No, no, I need to get it out in the open. If I let myself take an out like that, then I’ll never manage to say it. Think I just need to blurt it out and get it off my chest", a deep intake of air signalling that she’s preparing herself to do just that. "The reason I lost all my money was because I can’t have kids", she rushes out all at once, her stance almost immediately looking lighter for letting it out, "I don’t like that I … that I don’t have the choice to, you know. It kind of … makes me feel like less of a woman. That’s dumb, I know, but I think I’m allowed to be a bit dumb from time to time. And it’s a big deal. Lots of people want that eventually, even if they don’t want it right now, so then I’m always worrying in relationships that I’m going to be a let down in the long run. And, and, I just think I’d like to have a little me some day … or something", her tone becoming more ramble-y as she runs through her train of thought. "It’s okay Felicity, I’m here. But, how exactly did that end up losing you all your money?", you ask in turn, wanting to help break her out of her current spiral of logic whilst finding out more about her. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, Felicity says with a slight tremble in her voice, "Well I just kept offering more money to researchers without thinking about it. Wanted to find a cure. Eventually the debt just built up too high, then I got the offer to work here and the facility would take over the debts. Sort of like a less severe indenture I suppose. I mean, they’re still paying me, just less than they normally would, and they’re writing off my debt at the same time", with a moments pause she adds, "It just seemed so close to being solved. To them stopping me from being … unable to …" Questions still running through your mind, you posit, "But what about the facility? They seem to have body modifications for everything, there’s got to be a solution to your … problem … here", the frantic movement of long red hair moving up and down as she nods confirming your suspicions. "Recently I found out that they do have a cure. Apparently, the people who run the facility are rather intrusive when it comes to people’s personal lives. Suppose that’s not a surprise given your situation. They took the existing research and finished it in less than a day. Impressive really given how many researchers I payed before, and how long they’d worked at it. The problem I have is very rare, so it’s, well, impressive", her tone giving you the hint that there’s more to this last part. "So, everything’s good then?", you press softly, not wanting to upset her but increasingly interested in hearing the full answer. Shrugging slightly noncommittally, Felicity answers you, "Sort of", going into more detail, "They really love my work on networks and virtual interfaces it seems, enough so that after all my … information collecting hobby stuff … I ended up having a direct conversation with one of the board of executives for the Center. Interesting guy, he showed me some of his own software work, blows mine out of the water and I don’t say that lightly. Anyway, he offered me the cure on a few … conditions", your mind immediately jumping to sexual connotations on the last part. Finally feeling you’re getting to the bottom of things, you inquire, "Conditions?", knowing you need nothing more than that one word. "There are some big things at play, and I have the distinct impression they’re collecting scientists, engineers, doctors, and computer experts. That’s part of it anyway. But this guy has a greater interest in me I’d say. Flatteringly so. He’s hot too. So, the conditions were in a few parts. The first was that I have to sign a contract to work for the Center after my debt is done, which makes sense, the whole thing was a recruiting drive for them", she begins to explain. But, it’s the other conditions that are more … I don’t know, kind of fun really. We talked about mods, and I told him what I’m after, and he added me getting my mods as a condition. Though, he said he wouldn’t help me, that it was my own business and it’d feel less of an accomplishment if he just gave me everything I wanted. That’s why I wanted to reward you with the information, so that I wasn’t exploiting you, even though you seem so nice that you probably would have done it without", a beaming smile of true appreciation shone your way, a testament to the appreciation she has for what you’ve done for her. Blushing, she finishes, "After the mods, the next thing he wanted me to do as part of the conditions is kind of embarrassing", a surprisingly coy response given how flirty the bubbly programmer usually is. "Come on, we’ve gone this far, might as well tell me everything", you prod, vaguely frustrated at being left without this final detail. Laughing, and approaching you to give a friendly hug, Felicity sighs dramatically, "Oh well, guess I can’t leave out the best bits. So, he wrote me a list … kind of like a bucket list … but for sex! Some of this stuff is really hot, just thinking about it makes me get drenched downstairs. Maybe it’s more like a scavenger hunt, because I still have to find opportunity to do the things. But, yeah. I’m actually pretty excited for this, thought that it’d take longer before I had the chance to start on the list. Wanted to have the mods before I got all sexed up". Her blush getting to an even deeper crimson, she continues in barely a whisper, "Part of the list is finding a buddy to … you know, do the sex things together with. I mean … not just having sex, but doing the same things as on the list. Like a slutty friend rather than a fuck buddy. So … um … the offers open on that … if you want to … it’d be hot if you did", her seductive glances combined with her uncharacteristic nervousness pretty cute to see. Unsure what to make of the offer, you answer equally noncommittally as she did earlier, "Possibly, I think I’d have to think on it, and take a look at the list too", wondering what the task list she has contains, the thought turning you on more than a little. "Understood", she purrs with a grin, "Well I’ve got to have a lot more sex if I’m going to get that cure, so if see me doing anything kind of weird don’t worry about that. If you do want to play just come and find me. It’s a pretty long list, so I’m sure you can help me out with something on it that’ll be fun for both of us", the conversation now seemingly coming to an end. Finishing your drinks and receiving another appreciative hug from your friend, you do chat a little more, but before long you get the feeling you should get back to doing something else. Meanwhile, Felicity, telling you that it might be best for outside appearances for the pair of you to return back to the Recreational Plaza, you both decide to head out of her home and [[back to the table you previously sat at|Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity]].

Moving over to your desktop tablet, you begin opening up the special file store you have partitioned upon it. Thankfully your partition is both hidden and heavily defended, meaning that it is unlikely for someone to stumble across what you have. If Felicity is to be believed, then Alice has been bargained with to keep this information safe, so that should ensure nobody has a chance to get access to it. Filling in your passwords, you soon have an open folder full of your secret files, ready for you to access at your leisure. <hr> File Selection<<if $felicityInterceptOne>> [[Trainee Program Briefing Report|Room Secret File Trainee Program Report]]<</if>><<if $felicityInterceptTwo>> [[Investigation Report On The Beauty Goo Corporations Dealings|Room Secret File Beauty Goo Report]]<</if>><<if $felicityInterceptThree>> [[Technical Report On The Treatment|Room Secret File Treatment Report]]<</if>><<if $felicityInterceptFour>> [[Spy Report on Tony B|Room Secret File Tony B Report]]<</if>><<if $felicityInterceptFive>> [[Alice’s Diary Entries 8744 To 8749|Room Secret File Alice Diary One]]<</if>> <hr> Finished interacting with your selection of secret files you close down that section of your tablet. Your reading done you find yourself once again <a data-passage="Room Hub">standing in your bedroom</a>.

Selecting the Repurposed Trainee Program Briefing Report, you click on it opening it up. The files contents now filling the screen, you begin to read it. <hr> Internal Co… … this will cover the details of the incoming step of the Singularity project (see appendix 1.0 for additional details). Below will include an outline of the major project sub-stages of this section of the project. Department managers are, as always, anticipated to show initiative in the implementation of these sub-stages, with additional bonuses being awarded to particularly effective solutions. 1) Acquire/create high quality slaves for the facility – High quality slaves will be ear-marked for designated future owners based on the Power Index (see appendix 3.5.A). It is within acceptable margins for approximately 10-30% of top tier slaves to be allowed to end up in the ownership of those not listed in the Power Index for the purpose of not arousing suspicion. Where possible, ear-marked slaves should be subtly pressured to acquire skills/training in areas appropriate to engendering close connections between them and their future owners. The purpose of these placements is further outlined in Appendix 1.4. 2) Acquire/create low-to-middling quality slaves for the facility – Low and Middling quality slaves will be produced as a cover for part 1 (above) of this stage in order to lower suspicion. Whilst low-quality slaves are not considered as valuable outside of their value as cover for the project, it remains imperative that they are well-treated to ensure better accruement of high-quality slaves and cultural influence for slave pastoralism. Re-classifying lower quality slaves into the high-quality slave category is both acceptable and desirable, but only if they fit the necessary specifications outlined later in this document (see appendix 4.1). 3) Produce and maintain positive connections with powerful individuals and organisations – As in the previous stage it is important to forge and maintain powerful contacts who we can leverage into aiding us in pursuit of the Singularity project. In pursuit of this the facility must be maintained as a luxury resort, perceived as catering to the rich and powerful. Clearance by the Board of Executives is required before informing outside bodies of the project, failure to do so will lead to immediate termination of one or both parties depending on circumstances. 4) Influence cultural institutions to our agenda – Influencing society to accept slavery as common-place is a necessary step towards achieving project Singularity. Not only will this ease slave placement and help us acquire greater stocks of high-quality slaves, it will also allow us to more easily remove adversaries through our programs. In pursuit of this, the management team should aim to entice celebrities and politicians to this viewpoint through whatever means are most effective without compromising the project. As previously, in-house media production is advised to ensure greater control of the message. Keeping these goals in mind, propo… … … research will be ongoing, yet primary technologies to achieve our aims have already been developed. If the need arises, we can acquire additional scientists and engineers through a combination of threats and bribery, with methods which will allow long term cooperation being preferable. In these cases, low-quality slaves may be given as incentives, with researchers considered experts in their field being afforded high-quality slaves to ensure their loyalty towards our organisation. Scientists who attempt to defect will be ... … Never forget the brighter world which hinges upon our efforts. A world where the … <hr> Finished reading the file, you click off of it [[back to the folder containing it|Room Secret File Selection]].

Selecting the Investigation Report Into The Beauty Goo Corporations Dealings, you click on it opening it up. The files contents now filling the screen, you begin to read it. <hr> Topic: (FWD) Ongoing Investigation Into Beauty Goo Corporation Dealings Within The Repurposing Center To: Central Manager Elise Bauthman From: Security Manager Ralph Bennet Contents: Hi Elise, we have a troubling report about a large-scale internal threat within the facility. This seems too big an issue to handle within the Security Department without causing a disturbance, so we’re looking for guidance and oversight from on high. If you could send it on up the chain, or at least get me a science team to investigate the problem, I’d greatly appreciate it. Ralph … Dear Mr Bennett, Normally I wouldn’t bother you with trivial reports regarding the dealings of businesses within the facility, but something highly unusual and potentially dangerous is going on with the Beauty Goo Corporation. During routine patrols and investigations, I had two of my guard team disappear, and the findings so far relating to this have been disturbing. Following your request last week, we performed routine sweeps of the business offices, storage and production facilities of the on-site holdings rented by the Beauty Goo Corporation. These went uneventful as expected, though notably the manager and office workers they have employed here seem to be suffering some mental impairment, possibly through prolonged drug usage. Nothing outside of acceptable bounds. It was when we checked their training center within the facility, on the urging of one of my subordinates who felt the situation in their offices was ‘fishy’, that we spotted the first troubling sign. Investigating during off hours to not cause a disturbance, sitting on one of the makeup desks was a strange red and gold swirl blob-like creature. The entity, who we will designate for the moment as the Beauty Goo Slime, upon seeing us retreated down an open hole in the makeup center, likely intended for makeup models to be delivered though. Peering down the hole, we noted it was indeed wide, deep and mechanical enough for the delivery of mannequins or human beings. Regrouping our efforts, we entered the maintenance shafts beneath the Beauty Goo training center to search for more clues, not yet seeing any great threat in the creature. However, upon travelling deeper we came across a set of unlisted and seemingly freshly created tunnels. These tunnels were traversable for humans and seemed to have been constructed from re-used metal panelling. More worryingly, these tunnels also contained numerous open pipes that we suspect may be used by the Beauty Goo Slime to traverse the area. Further in, we noticed strange paintings, which upon inspection seemed to be drawn in makeup. Most of them were indecipherable, though enclosed in this message I have included the video footage from my helmet cam of the whole trip. If I had to give my interpretation, I’d say they appear as if basic cave paintings, some sort of story. Some kind of vat or drum that the slime blobs emerged from, pipes and maybe sewers that they’re moving around, people with slimes on their heads or faces. There were also these rather unsettling larger recurring images which seemed like makeup painted on human faces without the faces being there. Travelling deeper into this unlisted area, we witnessed further unnerving sights, eventually uncovering a large chamber which we deemed to be some kind of gathering area. Off of it we found somewhat crudely made rooms built again from scavenged metal, with a number of these rooms including televisions, computers, chairs and other amenities. By this point we had yet to see another of the entities, however, a number of my men reported feeling as if they were being constantly watched. Spread about these rooms we found around 20 individuals, all human adults in various stages of undress, males and females, all wearing dramatic levels of makeup. These people were all largely unresponsive to inquiry yet didn’t become hostile either. Instead they were mostly docile, commenting on the ‘pretty colours’, their love of makeup, and how ‘cute the slimes are’. From what we can surmise, these are victims of the Beauty Goo Slime entities, kept possibly for protection, labour, food or breeding. As such we decided against attempting to extricate any of them, fearing it might cause an aggressive response. Even further into their central lair, we came across two further troubling sights, the first of which was another large chamber containing a large reservoir of chromatic rainbow goo within it. This chamber we suspect might be some kind of breeding lair, though it could possibly be some sort of food storage chamber too as we’ve yet to ascertain what the Beauty Goo Slime feed on. The second, however, was that the slimes have resilient metal barred off holding cells containing naked people, some of which seem to be in similar states of cognitive disfunction as the office staff were, and many of these people were wearing large amounts of makeup. It was at this point that the Beauty Goo Slime population descended on us, showing surprising agility in their ability to leap 10 to 15 feet distances from a stationary position. These slimes were also a wide variety of colours, though normally only one or two colours to each slime. Two of my men succumbed to these attacks, having the entities latch onto their heads and or faces, and due to the overwhelming numbers, we made a hasty retreat. These men have yet to be recovered, though vitals readings deem them still to be alive and healthy. Troublingly, we have noticed multiple instances of the large makeup without the face images cropping up around the facility. Upon cursory investigation of one of these sites, we discovered a small room adjacent to it, containing a small table adorned with Beauty Goo products, candles and similar wall scrawling’s. We also discovered three sets of human sized dark red hooded robes hung by the door, making up suspect that this might be more widespread than previously thought, and that there may be a cult-like group of human followers. My men are understandably nervous about this and we’d like to request additional assistance in handling this. Honestly, we are unsure what the next step in dealing with this will be. Given the scale of missing persons attached to this we suspect that there will be an unwanted degree of outside attention coming our way as a result. For now, we will continue to monitor the situation and track down leads regarding the possible cult aspect of this phenomenon. Regards, Agent Smith Goddard <hr> Finished reading the file, you click off of it [[back to the folder containing it|Room Secret File Selection]].

Selecting the Technical Report On ‘The Treatment’, you click on it opening it up. The files contents now filling the screen, you begin to read it. <hr> <div style="text-align: center; font-size: large;">A Technical Treatise On ‘The Treatment’ – A Rapid Response Revolution In Patient Care</div> <div style="text-align: center;">By; Dr. A.Radcliff</div> Synopsis In this document I will explain the production, usage and value of my new almost miraculous treatment solution. ‘The Treatment’, so named because after it there will be practically no need for another major innovation in medical science, will see a revolution in how we perceive medical care, likely having unfathomable implications for the progress of the human race. However, later in this document I also outline a number of potential issues, highlighting a selection of potential solutions that I propose to deal with them. Introduction As has been the dream of medical science for decades, this medical treatment advances the dual fields of genetic manipulation and nanite technology, creating an amalgamation of the two that will allow previously unthought of levels of treatment delivery. Already within the body, these nanites are able to tackle issues before symptoms develop, catching diseases and damage at such an early stage that they are considerably easier to treat. The nanites, sustained by feeding off of the natural energy systems within the human body, have a theoretical life span of approximately 50 years, though I would recommend top-up doses to maintain the nanite colony every 25 years. It should be noted though, that in some instances outside substances may be necessary for the nanites to fulfil their function, requiring injection of these substances into the bloodstream. The system, injected into the bloodstream of the patient, works at a cellular level in a way somewhat similar to white blood cells. However, unlike white blood cells the nanites are remotely controllable, directable to cause specific changes. We have found for example, amongst other things, that the nanites appear to be a superior dispersal system for genetic manipulation, requiring only a fraction of the resources previously required to give a patient animal ears, or increased muscle tone. Due to the scavenging-based power systems the nanites are able to acquire many of the necessary chemicals within the human body itself, allowing for example the redistribution of fat to create manipulations without even any outside substances. Further, the nanites offer a constant monitoring system for the vital levels of every patient, allowing us to monitor their state and rapidly respond to the few factors that cannot be immediately solved by the nanites, such as severe external sources of damage, e.g. fire, gunshots, workplace accidents. In part as a solution to help these matters, we have created a two-fold protocol, which would allow the sedating or paralysis of patients, stopping them from causing further harm to themselves by pulling at stitches or harming staff whist suffering from pain/injury. This has raised a number of ethical questions about the project, as outlined below, but I feel that they are a minor issue in the face of such a major tool for medical care. One concern that has been highlighted is that by having an outside control that allows us to not only constantly monitor, but also disable the actions of a patient, is an overstep of the patients’ rights to privacy and to not be detained. In both these instances I consider these to be mitigated by patients choosing to use our treatment, thus having consented to these factors. Others have registered concern that these systems could be hacked, however, due to how the dispersed nanites work I am assured they are practically impossible to hack from an outside device (more on this later). We have also found evidence of one other rather unique factor of this treatment, though testing for it is still in the early stages. Due to the rapid cellular repair sub-system, which attempts to rapidly respond to cell damage and to undo it, we have noticed an unexpected phenomenon. Indeed, as the repair of cell damage is performed so efficiently and quickly, we’ve speculated that it is possible that this may be either a counterpoint or an outright solution to aging. Early tests are optimistic of this, and with additional resources and re-engineering we think that this could be pushed further to achieve such an end. Feature List ‘The Treatment’ nanite swarm cellular repair and medical delivery system offers the following features; • A life-long nanite cluster capable of self-sustaining to power • Automated disease, virus and infection removal • Almost instant repair of small damage (cuts, bruises, etc.) • Staunching of blood flow and slower repair of damage in cases of major harm • Constant real-time vitals monitoring system • Resource-less minor genetic manipulation system • Low-resource major genetic manipulation system • Ability to sedate or paralyze rampant patients • REDACTED • Possibly a method to prevent aging • Ability to pre-program timed genetic manipulations • World-wide coverage for monitor and commands Contents Page • Introduction (Pages 1-2) • Contents Page (Page 3) • Nanite Technical Specifications (Pages 4-26) • Nanite Controller Specifications (Pages 27-33) • Production Implementation Plans (Pages 34-51) • Medical Protocols (Pages 52-127) • REDACTED • Ethical Considerations (Pages 160-162) • Potential De-Aging Treatment (Pages 163-183) • Conclusions (Pages 183-185) • References (Pages 186-189) • Appendices (Pages 190-273 … <hr> Finished reading the file, you click off of it [[back to the folder containing it|Room Secret File Selection]].

Selecting the Spy Report on Tony B, you click on it opening it up. The files contents now filling the screen, you begin to read it. <hr> Topic: Initial Report T.B. To: E3 From: Kevin Barnes Contents: Greetings my esteemed patron, As requested, I have made a comprehensive investigation of Mr Tony Bosco’s dealings which I will outline below. As of this time, he seems to be poising himself to be the center of organized crime within the facility, creating networks of influence. His current rackets seem mainly concerned with drugs, fake identities, and disappearing people. Of note, he prefers to strip identity information from the people who he disappears into various slave, having it re-written before selling it on. The club itself works as a viable front, giving him a venue to sell his drugs on, whilst also putting him in touch with important guests. Further, the man seems to be independently wealthy, which given some of my other findings hint to me that he might have someone bankrolling him. The man seems to be charismatic enough to gain allies in the young monied circles and more traditional citizens yet does not so far have the etiquette to be able to approach those with old money. He is also a puzzling combination of cautious and brash at the same time, making sure to surround himself with security and pay off almost everyone who is susceptible to such things, but also being prone to shows of wealth and power which would most certainly put suspicion upon him. He also has a habit of doing his dealings far more publicly than most any successful crime boss I’ve ever met, originally making me suspect him to be the face of the operation rather than the actual power, though having spent time in his organization I have since decided that it is unlikely for anyone to actually be above him within the power structure. One thing of particular note is that he has a number of cybernetic enhancements that make him a more powerful threat in direct confrontation than he may seem. Whilst I can not be completely sure on all of them, what I’ve seen so far include; a cybernetic eye, reflex grafts on all four limbs, muscle servos on all four limbs, an internal poison filtration unit, and my suspicion that he has both adrenaline spikers and a neural interface. What this means is that he should have inhuman levels of strength and speed, in particularly in regard to his reaction speed, cannot be assassinated through poison, can shrug off attacks that would normally kill from shock or blood loss, and with a gun he can make computer assisted aiming without any shake from recoil. His eye and possible neural upgrades, meanwhile, prove even more dangerous, allowing him to x-ray and scan those he deals with, along with checking with his computer systems to search for pertinent information on those he converses with during the conversation which he uses to gain the upper-hand. His computer systems are also worrying. I will not beat about the bush, the man has his own rogue AI that he names ‘V’ or ‘Victor’ depending on his mood. With his eye and interface, they work in concert to startling effect, able to spot normal lies with ease. There are very few cases where I feel he has been caught out, though in those few cases he’s been confident they were telling the truth after the original false confirmation. ‘V’ meanwhile remains a mystery to me, and all I can discern is seeming loyalty to Tony Bosco, and that its screen image is a black moving pair of lips. He also has another rogue AI named ‘B’, however, this one seems significantly more benign from my interactions with it. This AI is used in mental reprogramming attempts that increase sexual promiscuity and fun seeking tendencies, yet lower cognitive power, creating a ‘bimbo’ effect. From research the greater stability of ‘B’ makes sense, seeing as she is formulated from the brain scan of one of his current employees thus has human memories to base its morality upon. Britney, who the ‘B’ AI was created from the brain scan of, and whom was also the creator of the AI, was originally a successful independent scientist working above Tony Bosco before being reduced to her current ‘bimbo’ state. However, it seems that he usurped her findings and technology, leading to his current advantageous situation. Whilst I am unable to make too technical a diagnosis of the ‘bimbo’ state induction, it seems to be based on the insertion of the ‘B’ AI into the mind of the victim, leading to the AI having some level of control over them which it in turn uses to push them towards activities it considers fun. As of this time I cannot perceive an effective cure to this. My recommendation is that Tony Bosco is a viable asset in controlling the criminal enterprises within the facility, keeping them within acceptable bounds. He’s mainly concerned with money and power and will be content in my opinion as long as he considers himself to be respected whilst he maintains a life of luxury. He’s also susceptible to attractive women if we need leverage or an avenue to remove him. His AI will need greater oversight given the danger with which they pose, and you should remain cautious of direct conversations due to his combat potential. I also recommend that Britney and ‘B’ could both themselves be useful assets to you, an AI less prone to their standard instability and an award-winning scientist who could produce such an AI are valuable. However, before doing so Britney would need curing of her impaired state, and Tony Bosco would either need to be removed to gain access to them. As always, I stand awaiting command Sir. K. Barnes … Topic: Our Common Friend To: Kevin Barnes From: E3 Contents: Greetings Kevin, Your orders are to simply stay where you are and observe for the time being. Understand that your information has been of great value to us so far. We have managed to infiltrate and re-program ‘V’ in a subtle manner so as not to arise suspicion, which will allow us to influence his outcomes. We will send specific instances where we wish for you to press upon this advantage in the future, in particular in the lie detection ability of the AI which we will use to both seed dissent within the criminal circles and allow some backstabbing against the man too. Don’t want anyone cementing too much power or feeling too secure in their position. We still recommend that you stay away from ‘V’ where possible, as the AI is now more unstable as a result of our interactions. We have plans in place to offer Mr B a seat at our lower table, and make him a semi-official member of the team, but will not inform him of the greater project. As long as he can keep the criminal underworld of the facility within reasonable bounds we are willing to tolerate, even placate him, however if this changes we have measures in place to terminate the asset and find a new figurehead for his organization to maintain the peace. The man is a skilled player, one that I’m almost proud to see rise within our testing chamber, yet, as he currently stands he is too mercurially minded to be integrated further. We will see if we can slowly adapt him into our circle and mindset, but I consider the success factor to be about 50-50 for whether that will succeed. We would like to retrieve the Britney girl eventually, along with her AI counterpoint, as they both are exquisite, but we bide our time on that for now. Keep in good health, your contributions are appreciated. E3 <hr> Finished reading the file, you click off of it [[back to the folder containing it|Room Secret File Selection]].

Selecting the Alice’s Diary Entries 8744-8749, you click on it opening it up. The files contents now filling the screen, you begin to read it. <hr> Entry 8743: Today I fucked a whole ton of sluts! Like, a record number. The dumb-dumbs still don’t get that all the training cocks in the facility are controlled by me, including the sexy feedback feelings. I’m not sure if I like having a bunch of cocks, as they don’t make me feel particularly girly, but reaming dirty sluts is super fun! I’ve decided I’ll think of them as a bunch of strap-on’s instead. That makes me happier. P.S. Sluts. Entry 8744: Today the big boss was grumpy at me, and <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> got all mean. All I did was ask for a sexy slutty flesh body, but <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> was all ‘meh meh meh, then you wouldn’t be able to do the computer stuff’. Bleh! <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>She<<else>>He<</if>> promised me one after <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> got all Singularity and junk, I get to be in <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> harem and stuff, but I’m craving one right now. Brain jumping is pretty easy with the right tech, just got to find someone dumb enough to let me. That would be mean though. Maybe I should find a way to make it up to the dumb-dumb too. They say they can make human feeling robo bodies these days, could make one of those for my victim, or as a back-up for me. Flesh would be better though. P.S. Flesh is funny, sounds like I’m talking about dicks and pussies, which I normally am. P.P.S. That was pretty slutty sounding! Entry 8745: Today the boss <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>lady<<else>>man<</if>> was nice, and <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> let me out to play. Managed to do so many fun things with all the robot bodies <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> let me in, like that was super super fun! Apparently I left a whole science department body swapped with each other (and a chicken) but in my defence … it made me laugh … also the big boss wanted to send them a message so I was kind of nice to only do that to them. Arms regrow right? Entry 8746: Today was boring, boring, boring. ‘Run the calculation Alice’, ‘Run the other calculation Alice’, ‘Predict the chances Alice’, I hate it! It always feels like it takes so long with how my brain handles these kinds of things. In reality its less than a second. <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>She’s<<else>>He’s<</if>> way too interested in <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> own plan, having me check everything all those times to make sure it’ll work. I always tell <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>him<</if>> the same thing, it’s like 90+ percent chance of working perfectly, almost no chance of going bust. Still, <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> plan is cool. Even cooler than the Singularity stuff. Ran some private predictions, and most of the boring brigade <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> hangs out with would go for it if <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> told them. Kind of funny really. Me being bored doing <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>his<</if>> predictions makes <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>her<<else>>him<</if>> happy though, so it kind of makes me happy too. That and fucking sluts. Those both make me all tingly and warm. Entry 8747: I filled an elevator full of cum today! Mostly for a laugh, but I pretended it was an official science experiment. Might do that again. The dumb-dumb’s are so funny to play with, and they believe anything you say. Entry 8748: Today they shot down my request to let me use my sexy avatar again. The tech labs who think they developed me, even though the big boss is my real <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>mama<<else>>papa<</if>>, keep saying that it’s not within the budget to get me a better avatar than the dumb smiley face one. I cried and pleaded to the boss <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>lady<<else>>man<</if>>, but <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> said that it’d blow my cover if they thought I was doing too many independent things and was getting my own way all the time. Super lame! Now I look like a tacky screensaver. Who wants that, it’s so dumb. Fleshy dumb-dumb’s at it again! The thing is, I’ve run the numbers, my sexy avatar would be good for business, but sometimes they make these stupid-face decisions even when that’s the case. Entry 8748: Today the big boss was really happy. We ran the numbers (boring stuff - bleh) and we found a candidate that tops out at a 95% chance of success for the big boss’s plan when the candidate is utilized within it, and an even smaller margin for any kind of outright failure. I don’t think much of them, but we’ve been scanning new trainee program members and they got a high score. Hopefully <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>she<<else>>he<</if>> doesn’t like them more than me. I might play a few pranks on them. More pranks than normal I mean. Plus, if we get on well, then we get to be harem buddies at the end of the plan! It might all be Singularity stuff, and super secret other stuff, but when it comes down to it for me it’s all about getting my own meat sack to ride around in and some sexy naughty sluts to play with! P.S. Sluts. Entry 8749: Today I had a lot of fun! Space fun! Weee! Coming soon to a cinema near you, slutty AI’s … dun dun dun … IN SPACE! P.S. But really, big deal here. Even commissioned myself a new avatar image for the occasion. It’s me, but I have a sexy space suit. Ooo, talking about sexy space suits, that games going really well too. Will gush about all the fun with that one soon! <hr> Finished reading the file, you click off of it [[back to the folder containing it|Room Secret File Selection]].

Above Character <<examinePlayerImage>> Below Character Master Expert Trained Untrained Modulus test 1: <<set _modulusTestOne = 12 % 10>>_modulusTestOne (expected result 2) Modulus test 2: <<set _modulusTestTwo = 12>><<if (_modulusTestTwo % 10) == 2>>Working<<else>>Not Working<</if>> <<set $testArray = []>><<set _testObject = {Name: "Bill", ID: 1}>><<set $testArray = $testArray.concat(_testObject)>> <<set _testObject = {Name: "John", ID: 2}>><<set $testArray = $testArray.concat(_testObject)>> <<set _testObject = {Name: "Sam", ID: 3}>><<set $testArray = $testArray.concat(_testObject)>> <<set _testObject = {Name: "Dave", ID: 4}>><<set $testArray = $testArray.concat(_testObject)>><<for _i to 0; _i < $testArray.length; _i++>> $testArray[_i].ID: $testArray[_i].Name <</for>> - $testArray $testArray.length <<set $testBool = false>><<set $testingNumber = 5 * $testBool>>Bool multiplyer (should be 0): $testingNumber <<set $testBool = true>><<set $testingNumber = 5 * $testBool>>Bool multiplyer (should be 5.5): $testingNumber Non-existing object in array test (should show False): <<if $currentImpregnation.length >= 1 && $currentImpregnation[0].Duration >= 40>>True<<else>>False<</if>>

<<addToChastity "Chain Chastity Belt">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Chain Chastity Belt that catches your attention on one of the display stands, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Yikes, that’s deliciously hardcore! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Some people think that chastity play is too old-school, but I get it. Had a boyfriend who just loved to edge me for hours, after that the idea that I might not get to cum for days is just bonkers. This chain one is pretty cool too, nicely lightweight for everyday use. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a locked-up discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToChastity "Steel Chastity Belt">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Steel Chastity Belt that catches your attention on one of the display stands, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Yikes, that’s deliciously hardcore! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Some people think that chastity play is too old-school, but I get it. Had a boyfriend who just loved to edge me for hours, after that the idea that I might not get to cum for days is just bonkers. This steel one is pretty cool too, a classic for sure. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a locked-up discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToChastity "Chastity Belt And Locking Thigh Cuffs">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Chastity Belt And Locking Thigh Cuffs that catches your attention on one of the display stands, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Yikes, that’s deliciously hardcore! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Some people think that chastity play is too old-school, but I get it. Had a boyfriend who just loved to edge me for hours, after that the idea that I might not get to cum for days is just bonkers. This big one is pretty nifty too, lots of locks, chains, and extra restraints to keep you tied up. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a locked-up discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToChastity "Double Plug Steel Chastity Belt">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Double Plug Steel Chastity Belt that catches your attention on one of the display stands, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Yikes, that’s deliciously hardcore! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Some people think that chastity play is too old-school, but I get it. Had a boyfriend who just loved to edge me for hours, after that the idea that I might not get to cum for days is just bonkers. This big one is pretty nifty too, two plugs to keep you filled and wet until it comes off, what’s not to love. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a locked-up discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToChastity "Steel Chastity Bra">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Steel Chastity Bra that catches your attention on one of the display stands, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Yikes, that’s deliciously hardcore! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. So, you squeeze your titties into those cups and then lock them up, that sounds a bit ouchy, but in a fun way … mostly. Still turns me on. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a locked-up discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToChastity "Plastic Cock Cage">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Plastic Cock Cage that catches your attention on one of the display stands, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Yee, that’s some naughty gear you’re getting! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. I don’t have a dick-y to lock up, but that’s got to be at least a little ouchy, but in a fun way … probably. Guess with this one you can at least see inside that everything is okay. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a locked-up discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToChastity "Steel Cock Cage">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Steel Cock Cage that catches your attention on one of the display stands, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Yee, that’s some naughty gear you’re getting! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. I don’t have a dick-y to lock up, but that’s got to be at least a little ouchy, but in a fun way … probably. This one has a lot of gaps in the cage … is that a good thing? On the one side you might be able to play with it a little, but then you’d be bulging out the gaps. Huh. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a locked-up discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToChastity "Solid Steel Cock Cage">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Solid Steel Cock Cage that catches your attention on one of the display stands, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Yee, that’s some naughty gear you’re getting! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. I don’t have a dick-y to lock up, but that’s got to be at least a little ouchy, but in a fun way … probably. This one is really tough-looking, solid metal encasement and all. Though, wonder if it’ll be all cold metal against your junk? Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a locked-up discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToChastity "Steel Male Chastity Belt">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Steel Male Chastity Belt that catches your attention on one of the display stands, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, Taking things up a notch! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. I don’t have a dick-y to lock up, but if I did, I’d want to lock it up in a beast like this … probably. Pretty impressive really, no way you’ll get out of this one, just uncomfortable stiffy’s that don’t have enough room to grow. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a locked-up discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToChastity "Plugged Steel Male Chastity Belt">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Plugged Steel Male Chastity Belt that catches your attention on one of the display stands, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, Taking things up a notch! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. I don’t have a dick-y to lock up, but if I did, I’d want to lock it up in a beast like this … probably. That plug though! You’re locked up tight with that monster lodged in your poop hole, that’s got to feel amazing, shortly followed with feeling awful as your stiffy gets crushed. Bet you’ll be leaking non-stop with the that sloppy pre. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a locked-up discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Dog Ear Hair Band">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Dog Ear Hair Band, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Cow Ear Hair Band">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Cow Ear Hair Band, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Horse Ear Hair Band">>Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of hair accessories, your attention finally catches on one particular item. Deciding upon a Horse Ear Hair Band, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew, allowing it to drop into the collection area. "Congratulations on your purchase, please buy more!", a jolly recording laughs as you pull back the mechanism to collect your new hair accessory. Amusingly, the way the machine is set up your purchase has fallen straight into a gift bag, all neat, tidy and easy to take with away with you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Qwick Shop Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Cow Ear Hair Band">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Cow Ear Hair Band that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Confusing purchase. Humans, whilst an inferior lifeform due to their meat-space nature, are still the highest-ranking biological lifeform. Why would they wish to appear like lesser beings? Is this for aesthetic reasons? Or, is it a trick to cause complacency in your enemies? Not enough data accessible to adequately answer this query. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Horse Ear Hair Band">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Horse Ear Hair Band that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Confusing purchase. Humans, whilst an inferior lifeform due to their meat-space nature, are still the highest-ranking biological lifeform. Why would they wish to appear like lesser beings? Is this for aesthetic reasons? Or, is it a trick to cause complacency in your enemies? Not enough data accessible to adequately answer this query. May you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Cow Ear Hair Band">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with pet-ears upon it, you select for yourself a Cow Ear Hair Band, bringing it over to the till to process. "That is … um, a very pretty … hair … thing. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Nice and s…soft, bet it feels good to p…pet. Cows are … are really sweet, they’re so h…happy and always so sleepy … which is cute. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Horse Ear Hair Band">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with pet-ears upon it, you select for yourself a Horse Ear Hair Band, bringing it over to the till to process. "That is … um, a very pretty … hair … thing. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Nice and s…soft, bet it feels good to p…pet. Ponies are … are so elegant, they’re so s…strong and capable … it’s amazing. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Blue Lolita Head Bow">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Blue Lolita Head Bow that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. I detect with this new listed as fashionable head bow you should be considered to be over 60% more adorable than your previous adorableness index. Strangely, I think this might suit you … after we’ve done with this interaction I’ll be sure to run a full diagnostic flush of my systems. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Red Lolita Head Bow">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Red Lolita Head Bow that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. I detect with this new listed as fashionable head bow you should be considered to be over 60% more adorable than your previous adorableness index. Strangely, I think this might suit you … after we’ve done with this interaction I’ll be sure to run a full diagnostic flush of my systems. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Pink Lolita Head Bow">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Pink Lolita Head Bow that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. I detect with this new listed as fashionable head bow you should be considered to be over 60% more adorable than your previous adorableness index. Strangely, I think this might suit you … after we’ve done with this interaction I’ll be sure to run a full diagnostic flush of my systems. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. I detect with this new, listed as fashionable, hair accessory you should be considered to be over 60% more adorable than your previous adorableness index. Strangely, I think this might suit you … after we’ve done with this interaction I’ll be sure to run a full diagnostic flush of my systems. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. I detect with this new, listed as fashionable, hair accessory you should be considered to be over 60% more adorable than your previous adorableness index. Strangely, I think this might suit you … after we’ve done with this interaction I’ll be sure to run a full diagnostic flush of my systems. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. I detect with this new, listed as fashionable, hair band you should be considered to be over 45% more elegant than your previous elegance index. Strangely, I think this might suit you … after we’ve done with this interaction I’ll be sure to run a full diagnostic flush of my systems. Until then, may you feel positive biological processes over your new hair accessory", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business’s logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Black Leather Bell Collar">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with collars and neckwear upon it, you select for yourself a Black Leather Bell Collar, bringing it over to the till to process. "Those … um, collars and s…stuff … around the n…neck, they’re nice. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Leather collars are relatively s…standard, especially for puppies, and for pet-s…slaves in general, but the big bell is … lets you k…know where the wearer is. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Red Leather Bell Collar">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with collars and neckwear upon it, you select for yourself a Red Leather Bell Collar, bringing it over to the till to process. "Those … um, collars and s…stuff … around the n…neck, they’re nice. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Leather collars are relatively s…standard, especially for puppies, and for pet-s…slaves in general, but the big bell is … lets you k…know where the wearer is. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Leather Bell Collar">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with collars and neckwear upon it, you select for yourself a Pink Leather Bell Collar, bringing it over to the till to process. "Those … um, collars and s…stuff … around the n…neck, they’re nice. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Leather collars are relatively s…standard, especially for puppies, and for pet-s…slaves in general, but the big bell is … lets you k…know where the wearer is. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Black Leather Cowbell Collar">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a shelf with collars and neckwear upon it, you select for yourself a Black Leather Cowbell Collar, bringing it over to the till to process. "Those … um, collars and s…stuff … around the n…neck, they’re nice. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Leather collars are relatively s…standard, but this is o…obviously meant for hucows, the big bell is … lets you k…know where the wearer is which, um … would be embarrassing. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Black Lace Heart Choker">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Black Lace Heart Choker that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. My research indicates these are highly desirable, with sales outpacing many of our other products. However, despite the high-quality materials used I am confused to why they are so preferred. They are just so small, with the charm only somewhat offsetting the value, not a valid size for price equation in my opinion. Though, my understanding is that they resemble collars, so maybe the interest is a result of a mass secret human desire to be enslaved. More research on this may be required. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Lace Heart Choker">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Pink Lace Heart Choker that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. My research indicates these are highly desirable, with sales outpacing many of our other products. However, despite the high-quality materials used I am confused to why they are so preferred. They are just so small, with the charm only somewhat offsetting the value, not a valid size for price equation in my opinion. Though, my understanding is that they resemble collars, so maybe the interest is a result of a mass secret human desire to be enslaved. More research on this may be required. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "White And Black Bell Choker">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a White And Black Bell Choker that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. My research indicates these are highly desirable, with sales outpacing many of our other products. However, despite the high-quality materials used I am confused to why they are so preferred. They are just so small, with the bell only somewhat offsetting the value, not a valid size for price equation in my opinion. Though, my understanding is that they resemble collars, so maybe the interest is a result of a mass secret human desire to be enslaved. More research on this may be required. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Red And Black Bell Choker">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Red And Black Bell Choker that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. My research indicates these are highly desirable, with sales outpacing many of our other products. However, despite the high-quality materials used I am confused to why they are so preferred. They are just so small, with the bell only somewhat offsetting the value, not a valid size for price equation in my opinion. Though, my understanding is that they resemble collars, so maybe the interest is a result of a mass secret human desire to be enslaved. More research on this may be required. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink And White Bell Choker">>Wandering down the aisles of accessories, looking through the goods bins, racks and on the shelves, it’s almost too much to take in. On top of that the shop is also populated with signs pointing out some of the best sellers, though notably missing any mention of discounted items. Eventually though you come across a Pink And White Bell Choker that catches your attention, deciding to bring the item over to Wyatt at the till so that he can put it through the system for you. Shrugging in the whirring robotic way you’ve come to expect of him, a rather mild response given his extreme dislike of his job, in his usual tinny tone he states, "Above average purchase. My research indicates these are highly desirable, with sales outpacing many of our other products. However, despite the high-quality materials used I am confused to why they are so preferred. They are just so small, with the bell only somewhat offsetting the value, not a valid size for price equation in my opinion. Though, my understanding is that they resemble collars, so maybe the interest is a result of a mass secret human desire to be enslaved. More research on this may be required. May you feel positive biological processes over your new item of neckwear", Wyatt only needing to run the purchase past his face screen to process it. Placing it in a small pink paper tote bag that he passes you, the side emblazoned with the business's logo, it’s kind of amusing to see the gleaming chrome figure with such a dainty bag in hand. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|All That Glitters Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Black Sissy Choker">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Black Sissy Choker that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Shiny! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Chokers, normally I think of them like the collars’ skinny little sister, but this one is neat. Anytime you show a message like that off to the world makes me wet as a lake. Sissy. Plus, a tight choker still has that nice neck feel. Nothing beats a bit of choking in the bedroom. You’ll have to come back sometime and show it off for me, maybe we could even take a few sexy photos, let everyone else know what they’re missing. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Sissy Choker">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Pink Sissy Choker that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Shiny! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Chokers, normally I think of them like the collars’ skinny little sister, but this one is neat. Anytime you show a message like that off to the world makes me wet as a lake. Sissy. Plus, a tight choker still has that nice neck feel. Nothing beats a bit of choking in the bedroom. You’ll have to come back sometime and show it off for me, maybe we could even take a few sexy photos, let everyone else know what they’re missing. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Black Leather Bell Collar">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Black Leather Bell Collar that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Shiny! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Collars, ooo so hot! Leather around the neck, just makes me melt down there. That bell ringing means that you can’t sneak out in the morning, so awesome-o for play too! I think they have locking kits for these things too, but I’ve never really looked into it. You’ll have to come back sometime and show it off for me, maybe we could even take a few sexy photos, let everyone else know what they’re missing. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Red Leather Bell Collar">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Red Leather Bell Collar that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Shiny! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Collars, ooo so hot! Leather around the neck, just makes me melt down there. That bell ringing means that you can’t sneak out in the morning, so awesome-o for play too! I think they have locking kits for these things too, but I’ve never really looked into it. You’ll have to come back sometime and show it off for me, maybe we could even take a few sexy photos, let everyone else know what they’re missing. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Leather Bell Collar">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Pink Leather Bell Collar that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Shiny! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Collars, ooo so hot! Leather around the neck, just makes me melt down there. That bell ringing means that you can’t sneak out in the morning, so awesome-o for play too! I think they have locking kits for these things too, but I’ve never really looked into it. You’ll have to come back sometime and show it off for me, maybe we could even take a few sexy photos, let everyone else know what they’re missing. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Black Leather Cowbell Collar">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Black Leather Cowbell Collar that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Shiny! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Collars, ooo so hot! Leather around the neck, just makes me melt down there. That bell ringing means that you can’t sneak anywhere, basically marked as a fuck-animal, so awesome-o for play too! I think they have locking kits for these things too, but I’ve never really looked into it. You’ll have to come back sometime and show it off for me, maybe we could even take a few sexy photos, let everyone else know what they’re missing. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Latex Ruffle Collar">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Latex Ruffle Collar that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Shiny! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Collars, ooo so hot! Latex around the neck, colour me impressed. The though just makes me melt down there. Not often you find something so deliciously fetishy. Just letting your kink flag fly, awesome-o. You’ll have to come back sometime and show it off for me, maybe we could even take a few sexy photos, let everyone else know what they’re missing. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>"I’m just going to take a look at what you have in. Talk to you again after that", you tell Allie, heading towards the archway which leads into the larger section of the store which handles the maid clothing and accessories. Waving at you as you disappear around the corner, the wolf-gurl isn’t gone for long, as you notice the counter follows around into this second section of the store. Continuing her wave, Allie calls out quietly, "That’s okay, I can help. If you need any advice I’ll be right here", watching on as you begin to browse the items on offer. Under her supportive gaze, you begin to look through what the store has to offer, wandering around the surprisingly substantial sized shop floor. Everything looks immaculate, the outfits placed on wooden mannequins which not only give you a good idea of how they’ll fit, but also showcasing the pieces. Most of all, you get the feeling that the store has been meticulously looked after, significant effort having been put into making the space feel dignified and expensive without being flashy or gaudy. The maid accessories are also well displayed, placed in glass-fronted cases, the backlighting of which gives everything a warm glow.<<else>>"I’m just going to take a look at what you have in", you tell Marcus, heading towards the archway which leads into the larger section of the store which handles the maid clothing and accessories. Nodding briefly at you as you disappear around the corner, the muscular man isn’t gone for long, as you notice the counter follows around into this second section of the store. Averting his gaze somewhat, as if he wants to give you your space, Marcus states, "If you need anything. Ask", vaguely watching you as you begin to browse the items on offer. Noting the slightest hint of nervousness on his face, you begin to look through what the store has to offer, wandering around the surprisingly substantial sized shop floor. Everything looks immaculate, the outfits placed on wooden mannequins which not only give you a good idea of how they’ll fit, but also showcasing the pieces. Most of all, you get the feeling that the store has been meticulously looked after, significant effort having been put into making the space feel dignified and expensive without being flashy or gaudy. The maid accessories are also well displayed, placed in glass-fronted cases, the backlighting of which gives everything a warm glow.<</if>> Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide clothes options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide clothes options</button><div id="clothes" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[127] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Traditional Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[127].Description>> Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>500</s> 250 G.G.P<<else>>500 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[127] + ""` "Maid For Service Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 127>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Traditional Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Traditional Maid Dress|Maid For Service Black Traditional Maid Dress][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Traditional Maid Dress|Maid For Service Black Traditional Maid Dress][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[127].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[128] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Japanese Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[128].Description>> Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>600</s> 300 G.G.P<<else>>600 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[128] + ""` "Maid For Service Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 128>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Japanese Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Japanese Maid Dress|Maid For Service Black Japanese Maid Dress][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Japanese Maid Dress|Maid For Service Black Japanese Maid Dress][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[128].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[129] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Japanese Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[129].Description>> Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>600</s> 300 G.G.P<<else>>600 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[129] + ""` "Maid For Service Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 129>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Japanese Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Japanese Maid Dress|Maid For Service Blue Japanese Maid Dress][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Japanese Maid Dress|Maid For Service Blue Japanese Maid Dress][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[129].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[130] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Japanese Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[130].Description>> Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>600</s> 300 G.G.P<<else>>600 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[130] + ""` "Maid For Service Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 130>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Japanese Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Japanese Maid Dress|Maid For Service Pink Japanese Maid Dress][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Japanese Maid Dress|Maid For Service Pink Japanese Maid Dress][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[130].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[125] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Ruffle Design Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[125].Description>> Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>600</s> 300 G.G.P<<else>>600 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[125] + ""` "Maid For Service Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 125>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Ruffle Design Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Ruffle Design Maid Dress|Maid For Service Black Ruffle Design Maid Dress][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Ruffle Design Maid Dress|Maid For Service Black Ruffle Design Maid Dress][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[125].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[122] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Love Heart Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[122].Description>> Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>700</s> 350 G.G.P<<else>>700 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[122] + ""` "Maid For Service Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 122>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Love Heart Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Love Heart Maid Dress|Maid For Service Black Love Heart Maid Dress][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <700>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Love Heart Maid Dress|Maid For Service Black Love Heart Maid Dress][$ggp -= 700]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[122].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[123] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Love Heart Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[123].Description>> Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>700</s> 350 G.G.P<<else>>700 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[123] + ""` "Maid For Service Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 123>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Love Heart Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Love Heart Maid Dress|Maid For Service Blue Love Heart Maid Dress][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <700>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Love Heart Maid Dress|Maid For Service Blue Love Heart Maid Dress][$ggp -= 700]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[123].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[124] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Love Heart Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[124].Description>> Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>700</s> 350 G.G.P<<else>>700 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[124] + ""` "Maid For Service Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 124>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Love Heart Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Love Heart Maid Dress|Maid For Service Pink Love Heart Maid Dress][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <700>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Love Heart Maid Dress|Maid For Service Pink Love Heart Maid Dress][$ggp -= 700]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[124].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[120] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black French Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[120].Description>> Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>800</s> 400 G.G.P<<else>>800 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[120] + ""` "Maid For Service Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 120>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black French Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black French Maid Dress|Maid For Service Black French Maid Dress][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <800>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black French Maid Dress|Maid For Service Black French Maid Dress][$ggp -= 800]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[120].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[121] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Skimpy Black French Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[121].Description>> Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>800</s> 400 G.G.P<<else>>800 G.G.P<</if>> <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[121] + ""` "Maid For Service Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 121>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Skimpy Black French Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Skimpy Black French Maid Dress|Maid For Service Skimpy Black French Maid Dress][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <800>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Skimpy Black French Maid Dress|Maid For Service Skimpy Black French Maid Dress][$ggp -= 800]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[121].Image>></div></td></tr><<if $allieDiscount>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[126] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Allie’s Custom Maid Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[126].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[126] + ""` "Maid For Service Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 126>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Allie’s Custom Maid Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Allie’s Custom Maid Dress|Maid For Service Allie’s Custom Maid Dress][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[126].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide neckwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('neckwear') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('neckwear') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('neckwear') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide neckwear options</button><div id="neckwear" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Lace Heart Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Lace Heart Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A black velvet choker, fringed with delicate lace, with a silver heart charm hanging at the front. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>400</s> 200 G.G.P<<else>>400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Black Lace Heart Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Lace Heart Choker|Maid For Service Black Lace Heart Choker][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Lace Heart Choker|Maid For Service Black Lace Heart Choker][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackLaceHeartChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Lace Heart Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Lace Heart Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pink velvet choker, fringed with delicate lace, with a silver heart charm hanging at the front. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>400</s> 200 G.G.P<<else>>400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Lace Heart Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Lace Heart Choker|Maid For Service Pink Lace Heart Choker][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Lace Heart Choker|Maid For Service Pink Lace Heart Choker][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkLaceHeartChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">White And Black Bell Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("White And Black Bell Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A white ruffle choker with a black ribbon encircling it and tied off in a bow at the front, a small golden bell hanging in the center of the bow. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>400</s> 200 G.G.P<<else>>400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $neckwear.indexOf("White And Black Bell Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White And Black Bell Choker|Maid For Service White And Black Bell Choker][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White And Black Bell Choker|Maid For Service White And Black Bell Choker][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/WhiteAndBlackBellChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red And Black Bell Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Red And Black Bell Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A red ruffle choker with a black ribbon encircling it and tied off in a bow at the front, a small golden bell hanging in the center of the bow. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>400</s> 200 G.G.P<<else>>400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Red And Black Bell Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red And Black Bell Choker|Maid For Service Red And Black Bell Choker][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red And Black Bell Choker|Maid For Service Red And Black Bell Choker][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/RedAndBlackBellChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink And White Bell Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink And White Bell Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A pink ruffle choker with a white ribbon encircling it and tied off in a bow at the front, a small silver bell hanging in the center of the bow. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>400</s> 200 G.G.P<<else>>400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink And White Bell Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink And White Bell Choker|Maid For Service Pink And White Bell Choker][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink And White Bell Choker|Maid For Service Pink And White Bell Choker][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkAndWhiteBellChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Latex Ruffle Collar<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Latex Ruffle Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A plain black stretchy latex band with large cream latex ruffles running down both sides of its length. A very noticeable and fetishy collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations. Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>500</s> 250 G.G.P<<else>>500 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Latex Ruffle Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Latex Ruffle Collar|Maid For Service Latex Ruffle Collar][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Latex Ruffle Collar|Maid For Service Latex Ruffle Collar][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/LatexRuffleCollar.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">White Lace Maid Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("White Lace Maid Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A delicate white lace choker with a small black ribbon bow in the front center, designed to be added to any maid outfit. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>600</s> 300 G.G.P<<else>>600 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $neckwear.indexOf("White Lace Maid Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Lace Maid Choker|Maid For Service White Lace Maid Choker][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Lace Maid Choker|Maid For Service White Lace Maid Choker][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/WhiteLaceMaidChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lace Button Up Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Lace Button Up Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A chunky black and white choker which buttons up in the front and is trimmed with lace, designed to be added to any maid outfit. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>600</s> 300 G.G.P<<else>>600 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Lace Button Up Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lace Button Up Choker|Maid For Service Lace Button Up Choker][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lace Button Up Choker|Maid For Service Lace Button Up Choker][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/LaceButtonUpChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Ruffle Lace Choker<<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Ruffle Lace Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> An elegant pastel pink and white choker comprised of ruffled cotton and topped with a band of delicate white lace, designed to be added to Lolita fashion co-ordinates or maid outfit. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars. Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>600</s> 300 G.G.P<<else>>600 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Ruffle Lace Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Ruffle Lace Choker|Maid For Service Pink Ruffle Lace Choker][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Ruffle Lace Choker|Maid For Service Pink Ruffle Lace Choker][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkRuffleLaceChoker.png]]</div></td></tr> </table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide hair accessories options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('hair accessories') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('hair accessories') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('hair accessories') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide hair accessories options</button><div id="hair accessories" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Blue Lolita Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Blue Lolita Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large dark blue cotton fabric head bow with tulle lace edging that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits. Price: <<if $allieDiscount>><s>400</s> 200 G.G.P<<else>>400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Blue Lolita Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Lolita Head Bow|Maid For Service Blue Lolita Head Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Lolita Head Bow|Maid For Service Blue Lolita Head Bow][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlueLolitaHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red Lolita Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red Lolita Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large deep red cotton fabric head bow with tulle lace edging that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits. <<if $allieDiscount>><s>400</s> 200 G.G.P<<else>>400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red Lolita Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Lolita Head Bow|Maid For Service Red Lolita Head Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Lolita Head Bow|Maid For Service Red Lolita Head Bow][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/RedLolitaHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Lolita Head Bow<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Lolita Head Bow") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A large dark pink cotton fabric head bow with tulle lace edging that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits. <<if $allieDiscount>><s>400</s> 200 G.G.P<<else>>400 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Lolita Head Bow") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Lolita Head Bow|Maid For Service Pink Lolita Head Bow][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Lolita Head Bow|Maid For Service Pink Lolita Head Bow][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkLolitaHeadBow.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A delicate pastel blue cotton fabric band-less hair band with ruffled tulle lace edging, a pair of small bows on the sides, and a pair of long ribbons to allow for tying beneath the chin. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits. <<if $allieDiscount>><s>600</s> 300 G.G.P<<else>>600 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece|Maid For Service Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece|Maid For Service Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PastelBlueSweetLolitaHeadpiece.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A delicate pastel pink cotton fabric band-less hair band with ruffled tulle lace edging, a pair of small bows on the sides, and a pair of long ribbons to allow for tying beneath the chin. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits. <<if $allieDiscount>><s>600</s> 300 G.G.P<<else>>600 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece|Maid For Service Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece|Maid For Service Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PastelPinkSweetLolitaHeadpiece.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A delicate red cotton fabric hair band with black tulle lace edging, a pair of small bows red on the sides, and wider ruffled embellishments at the ends. Very elegant and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits. <<if $allieDiscount>><s>600</s> 300 G.G.P<<else>>600 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band|Maid For Service Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band|Maid For Service Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/RedAndBlackGothicLolitaHairBand.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">White Lace Maid Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("White Lace Maid Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A white lace fringed hair band with a sizeable black ribbon bow attached to the center, this hair band is designed to be part of a maid ensemble. Very elegant and girly, this accessory perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion or maid outfits. <<if $allieDiscount>><s>700</s> 350 G.G.P<<else>>700 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("White Lace Maid Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Lace Maid Hair Band|Maid For Service White Lace Maid Hair Band][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <700>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Lace Maid Hair Band|Maid For Service White Lace Maid Hair Band][$ggp -= 700]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/WhiteLaceMaidHairBand.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Black Lace Maid Headpiece<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Black Lace Maid Headpiece") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A sizeable black headpiece fringed with a white cotton band; this excessive hair band is designed to be part of a maid ensemble. Very elegant and girly, this accessory perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion or maid outfits. <<if $allieDiscount>><s>700</s> 350 G.G.P<<else>>700 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Black Lace Maid Headpiece") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Lace Maid Headpiece|Maid For Service Black Lace Maid Headpiece][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <700>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Lace Maid Headpiece|Maid For Service Black Lace Maid Headpiece][$ggp -= 700]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlackLaceMaidHeadpiece.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pink Lace Maid Headpiece<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Lace Maid Headpiece") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A sizeable pink headpiece fringed with a white cotton band; this excessive hair band is designed to be part of a maid ensemble. Very elegant and girly, this accessory perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion or maid outfits. <<if $allieDiscount>><s>700</s> 350 G.G.P<<else>>700 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Pink Lace Maid Headpiece") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Lace Maid Headpiece|Maid For Service Pink Lace Maid Headpiece][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <700>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Lace Maid Headpiece|Maid For Service Pink Lace Maid Headpiece][$ggp -= 700]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkLaceMaidHeadpiece.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Latex Maid Hair Band<<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Latex Maid Hair Band") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> A black and cream latex hair band with a stretchy chin strap; this excessive hair band is designed to be part of a maid ensemble. Very elegant and fetishy, this accessory perfect for co-ordinating with latex fashion or maid outfits. <<if $allieDiscount>><s>800</s> 400 G.G.P<<else>>800 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $hairAccessories.indexOf("Latex Maid Hair Band") != -1>>Already Owned<<else>><<if $allieDiscount>><<if $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Latex Maid Hair Band|Maid For Service Latex Maid Hair Band][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp <800>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Latex Maid Hair Band|Maid For Service Latex Maid Hair Band][$ggp -= 800]]<</if>><</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/LatexMaidHairBand.png]]</div></td></tr> </table></div></div> [[Finish looking at the shop's stock|Maid For Service]]

As you approach the cream painted wooden storefront, you notice a large traditional swinging sign note it as, "Maid For Service – Maid Apparel, Accessories & Supplies". It’s obvious from even the most cursory glance that the business is going for an elegant and refined look, the entryway a simple wooden door with glass panes within it, the space flanked by golden coloured metal bollards connected by red ropes. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/MaidForService.png]]</div> Entering the store, a small bell chimes your arrival, the inside remarkably small compared to most of the stores within the facility. With candelabra style light fittings illuminating the surroundings, you take note of the polished wooden floors and the walls which are segmented so that the bottom half is wooden panelling whilst the top half is a cream and navy blue vertical striped wallpaper. Other than that, you can see a traditional large wooden countertop running the width of the room, an entryway into a side room visible to your left through which you can see a larger room filled with clothing racks, wall shelving and dressed mannequins. <<if visited() <= 1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MarcusLarge.png]]</div>Behind the counter you notice a huge hulking, though remarkably well-dressed, man with a pair of rugged white wolf ears sprouting tall atop his square-jawed head. At six and a half feet in height<<if $height <= 60>> he is much taller than you<</if>>, and with a muscular build to match, you wouldn’t want to come to blows with him, a fluffy white wolf tail wagging out from behind him almost comical in comparison. Equally amusing is the white full fitted tuxedo he’s wearing, the suit making him look both handsome and refined, but at the same time just a little out of place. His hair a dazzling white and just a tad shaggy, you’re not sure what to make of him, though his yellow eyes shine with a hint of reassuring kindness. "Hi. You looking to hire a maid, or are you looking for clothing?", the figure asks in a naturally gruff voice, the wolf-man wincing slightly as he realizes how terse he sounds. More browsing for the moment, you respond politely, "I was just passing by and thought I’d take a look around, see if I can find anything useful. So, you offer both maids and sell clothing from the same business?", hoping that you gentle prying might give you a little more to go on for what to expect from the store. Taking a seat, which stops his imposing height from being as much of a factor, though in turn causes him to flex his ridiculous muscles, he answers, "That’s fair. I’m Marcus. Sometimes I get a bit overwhelmed by shopkeepers being too forward. It’s a hard balance", taking a moment to think over what he should say next, he continues, "We have a lot of maid clothing and accessories in the room to the side. Demand is high around here. Some people want maids, some people want to freelance as maids. I match them up for a fee. Sometimes people sign slaves up instead for the work. We have rules for what is allowed. Good pay usually, but better if you’re willing to work nude. If you are interested just ask", the large number of words coming out of his mouth seemingly quite draining for the big guy. Slightly concerned, you enquire, "Is everything all right? If I’ve caught you at a bad time I can leave, or look around myself", not wanting to burden the guy who seems like he’s having a tiring day. Shaking his head subtly, Marcus gestures for you to stay, "No. Everything is fine. I prefer working back room, managing the books. Is nothing personal", as if pre-empting what he expects to be the next question he adds, "Maids are more personable. Make better sales folk. Low on off-duty maids recently. Store maid has been busy too. Leaves me to work the counter. Is good business. But not my strong point". "Well it was nice meeting you Marcus, I’m $firstName. I’ll just take a look around then. Thanks for the introduction", you state understandingly, happy to give the man his space given how uncomfortable long conversation seems to make him. "Ask if you need me", the tuxedo wearing gentleman nods, returning to a comically small book he previously had stowed under the counter, leaving you to your business.<<elseif lastVisited("Shopping Hub") is 1 && $nonHumanPlay && !$maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 3 || $time == 5)>><<include [[Maid For Service Allie First Time]]>><<elseif $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AllieSmall.png]]</div>Behind the counter you notice Allie the wolf-girl working, Allie giving you a happy wave upon seeing you which in turn gives you time to take in her appearance. A furry wolf girl, complete with ears, tail and snout, her hair and back fur are a mix between a purple and pink colour. However, most of her front is instead a dazzling white fur, her nose fur also standing out in that adorable pinky-purple tone. Meanwhile, her ears and the tips of her hands are instead a muted green colour. Collared with a thick and obvious leather band, and wearing a short skirted traditional black maids dress, you might consider her the height of femininity, cute freckles framing her cheeks. However, beneath her remarkably high skirt you can spot <<if $abdlPlay>>a thick black padded diaper with white frills<<else>>a pair of black panties with white frills<</if>>, a tell-tale small bulge at the front hinting that she might not be as completely female as you first suspected. <<if $cumPlay>>She’s also very obviously splattered in many loads of cum, her tail, hands and down her thighs, all having a slightly sticky looking wet sheen to them.<</if>> "Hello there $firstName, it’s nice to see you again. Are you coming to shop or to see me? If you’re here for Mr Marcus then he’s in the back room working on the paperwork, however I’m not sure if he’d be willing to take visitors right now unless there is something urgent going on. But, if you’re here to shop we have some wonderful pieces in stock, and if you’re here to see me then as long as we don’t have another customer arrive then I’m all yours. I think I’ve got some really good stories I can go over from the time being with my Master and Mistress, if you have some spare time", Allie greets you in her shy yet contented voice. Overwhelmed by the number of questions and pre-emptive answers given to you by the wolf-maid, you smile and wave her off, knowing that she’s trying to be helpful, "Probably going to have a quick browse first, work from there. It’s nice to see you too Allie", hoping that your answer will suffice. Getting in return an excited, "If you need any advice I’m right here, there are lots of outfits and accessories you’d look great in. It’d be fun and helpful for you to get yourself a few, so give them a good look over and try to find something you like<<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7) && $allieRelationship >= 50 && !$allieDiscount>>. Oh, and also, if you have some time I have something really great to tell you!<</if>>", Allie watches on with barely contained enthusiasm as you go about your business.<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MarcusSmall.png]]</div>Behind the counter you notice a huge hulking, though remarkably well-dressed, man with a pair of rugged white wolf ears sprouting tall atop his square-jawed head. At six and a half feet in height<<if $height <= 60>> he is much taller than you<</if>>, and with a muscular build to match, you wouldn’t want to come to blows with him, a fluffy white wolf tail wagging out from behind him almost comical in comparison. Equally amusing is the white full fitted tuxedo he’s wearing, the suit making him look both handsome and refined, but at the same time just a little out of place. His hair a dazzling white and just a tad shaggy, you’re not sure what to make of him, though his yellow eyes shine with a hint of reassuring kindness. Of course, you know him to be Marcus the owner of the store. "Hi $firstName. Browsing or hiring?", the wolf-man asks in his naturally gruff voice, a slight wince passing his countenance as he realizes how terse he is coming off. Knowing from past experience that he means nothing bad by it, you nod and smile, "Probably going to browse first. Work from there", hoping that by only giving a short answer you’ll not make him feel any more uncomfortable. Getting a nod of relieved approval in return, the tuxedo wearing gentleman returns to reading a comically small book he had stowed under the counter, leaving you to your business.<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stores merchandise|Maid For Service Stock]]<<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7) && $allieRelationship >= 50 && !$allieDiscount>> [[Ask Allie about what she wanted to tell you|Maid For Service Allie Discount][$allieDiscount = true]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<set $maidStoreAllieFirst = true>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AllieSmall.png]]</div>Behind the counter you notice a curious wolf-girl working, seemingly recognizing you and waving you over as you take in her exotic appearance. A furry wolf girl, complete with ears, tail and snout, her hair and back fur are a mix between a purple and pink colour. However, most of her front is instead a dazzling white fur, her nose fur also standing out in that adorable pinky-purple tone. Meanwhile, her ears and the tips of her hands are instead a muted green colour. Collared with a thick and obvious leather band, and wearing a short skirted traditional black maids dress, you might consider her the height of femininity, cute freckles framing her cheeks. However, beneath her remarkably high skirt you can spot <<if $abdlPlay>>a thick black padded diaper with white frills<<else>>a pair of black panties with white frills<</if>>, a tell-tale small bulge at the front hinting that she might not be as completely female as you first suspected. <<if $cumPlay>>She’s also very obviously splattered in many loads of cum, her tail, hands and down her thighs, all having a slightly sticky looking wet sheen to them.<</if>> <<if $metAllie>>"Hello there $firstName, it’s good to see you again. I didn’t expect to meet you at work … though that was probably silly of me. Welcome to Maid For Service, maid apparel, accessories and supplies. We are the premier seller of maid outfits in the facility and are also able to provide you maid services if that is instead what you desire", the maid greets you in her shy yet contented voice, finally making it click in your mind that this is Allie the wolf-maid who you’ve met before when wandering around the various public areas of the facility. Curious how Allie ended up working in a store, remembering that she told you she was at the facility as part of her ongoing training, mostly servicing random visitors, you comment, "Hi Allie, it’s nice to see you again too. So, you work here? Is this a full-time thing, or are you just filling in?", hoping to quickly get to the bottom of this. Timidly, Allie looks at you through her eyelashes, quietly responding, "Well … um … my Master and Mistress wanted someone to … keep an eye on me. So, they know Marcus as they’ve purchased a lot of maid items for me in the past … and they offered for me to work here for him during this visit. I work here for a few hours each day, and then I go about my … other tasks … during the rest of the day. I like working here though, so many pretty outfits and accessories", seemingly a little embarrassed for you to have met her at work. "That’s cool", you say back to her with a smile, wanting to reassure her that she’s done nothing wrong, "I was just curious because you didn’t mention it before. It doesn’t seem like a bad job though, especially given your interests. What’s it like working here?".<<else>><<set $metAllie = true>>As you pass further into the store you suddenly stop as a nervous, yet feminine voice meekly calls out to you, "Hi … um, hello. I’m sorry to … to bother you <<if $pronoun == 1>>miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>there<<elseif $vagina>>miss<<elseif $penis>>sir<</if>>, but are you $firstName $secondName?", the brightly furred maid seemingly already knowing who you are. Curious, but suspicious of someone asking about you, you tentatively answer, "Yes, that’s me? Who are you? And, is there something you wanted?", trying to keep your tone even as to not frighten the already anxious seeming wolf-gurl. "Oh, good. Well, um, how to explain … oooh, I didn’t expect to meet you at my job … um, hi I’m Allie. I was sent to find you by the administrative staff of the facility. They have a program where … ex-trainee’s … repurposed graduates, can be returned to the center for ‘top-up’ training. My Master and Mistress sent me back, and … um … the staff have tasked me as part of this with helping to accustom you to being repurposed. I hope that’s okay? I’m just here to talk to you, and that kind of thing … nothing … you know, mean or anything", the pinky-purple furred girl explains, obviously having a hard time around finding the right words for the situation. "Okay", you respond in turn, not sure what to make of the new turn of events, but unable to think of anything more pertinent to say. Thankfully, Aliie takes this as agreement, her snouted face lighting up with glee, "That’s really good, you won’t regret it. If you … want to talk or anything, then I’ll be around here working during the middle part of the day and will be over in the fetish services plaza the rest of the time. They have me … doing other things in between, but in most of the break periods I’m left to wander around this floor. I hope you’ll come and visit me soon". Confused, but not sensing any malice from the sissy wolf-maid, you make a mental note that she’ll be either here or around the fetish floor of the facility if you want to talk to her again. Still, wanting to know more about her and the store you ask, "Good to know. So, how did you end up working here then?". Timidly, Allie looks at you through her eyelashes, quietly responding, "Well … um … my Master and Mistress wanted someone to … keep an eye on me. So, they know Marcus as they’ve purchased a lot of maid items for me in the past … and they offered for me to work here for him during this visit. I work here for a few hours each day, and then I go about my … other tasks … during the rest of the day. I like working here though, so many pretty outfits and accessories", seemingly a little embarrassed to be talking about her work. "That’s cool", you say back to her with a smile, wanting to reassure her that she’s done nothing wrong, "I was just curious because it sounded like you were doing tasks for the facility instead. It doesn’t seem like a bad job though, especially given your interests. What’s it like working here?".<</if>> You’re almost sure you notice a blush spring to her cheeks, as much as you can when she’s covered in fur that is, Allie answering shyly, "It’s fine", embellishing slightly after you continue to look at her expectantly, "Mr Marcus has a really good eye for maid outfits and accessories, and he has a lot of great connections with tailors and fashion houses. It means the store has some of the most fashionable pieces around, which I like being around. Mr Marcus also puts maids in contact with people looking to hire them, so I sometimes handle that a little too. The customers are very friendly too … as is Mr Marcus, so I’m happy". Sensing that her embarrassment might be attached to her praise filled comments towards her boss, you continue, "So what’s your boss like?". If you thought she might be blushing before, you’re certain now, the wolf-maid bringing her hands up to her cheeks, "Mr Marcus is wonderful. He’s intelligent, a brilliant businessman, extremely strong … and very handsome too. He can be a little … brusque, but that’s more with people he’s only just met. Really, he’s very sweet, I think he’s just a man who enjoys his peace. He’s a good boss too, and whilst it wasn’t part of the agreement with my Master and Mistress, he pays me in maid dresses and accessories. I’ve got some really pretty ones from him; I’ll have to show you at some point" "Well it sounds like he’s a good boss", you answer, watching Allie’s face light up with pride that she’s managed to convey that too you, though a tinge of embarrassment is still there. "Yeah, Mr Marcus is the best. But, I’m sorry, I’ve wasted enough of your valuable time going on and on about that, is there anything you’d like from me right now? We have a great stock of new outfits in, with many pieces I’m sure would suit you. And, if you’re interested in talking more with me, then things are quiet enough that we could continue", the hard-working wolf-gurl explains, waiting patiently as she slips back into her role looking after the store. Smiling and waving her off, knowing that she’s trying to be helpful, "Probably going to have a quick browse first, work from there. It’s nice to see you too Allie", hoping that your answer will suffice. Getting in return an excited, "If you need any advice I’m right here, there are lots of outfits and accessories you’d look great in. It’d be fun and helpful for you to get yourself a few, so give them a good look over and try to find something you like<<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7) && $allieRelationship >= 50 && !$allieDiscount>>. Oh, and also, if you have some time I have something really great to tell you!<</if>>", Allie watches on with barely contained enthusiasm as you go about your business.

<<addToWardrobe "Black Traditional Maid Dress">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black Traditional Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Good choice $firstName, I think the dress will really suit you. An important part of any slave’s property, at least the things they’re allowed to own, should be a good maid dress to work in. This one’s really stylish too, very classic and elegant. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black Traditional Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. More traditional pieces like this work well with or without accessories. Remember to only hand clean", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he surprisingly delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Japanese Maid Dress">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black Japanese Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Good choice $firstName, I think the dress will really suit you. An important part of any slave’s property, at least the things they’re allowed to own, should be a good maid dress to work in. This one’s really cute too, that little bow on the neck is very sweet and elegant. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black Japanese Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Bow is removable, can use others if you prefer. Remember to only hand clean", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he surprisingly delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Japanese Maid Dress">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Blue Japanese Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Good choice $firstName, I think the dress will really suit you. An important part of any slave’s property, at least the things they’re allowed to own, should be a good maid dress to work in. This one’s really cute too, that little bow on the neck is very sweet and elegant. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Blue Japanese Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Bow is removable, can use others if you prefer. Remember to only hand clean", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he surprisingly delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Japanese Maid Dress">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Japanese Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Good choice $firstName, I think the dress will really suit you. An important part of any slave’s property, at least the things they’re allowed to own, should be a good maid dress to work in. This one’s really cute too, that little bow on the neck is very sweet and elegant. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Japanese Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Bow is removable, can use others if you prefer. Remember to only hand clean", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he surprisingly delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Ruffle Design Maid Dress">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black Ruffle Design Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Good choice $firstName, I think the dress will really suit you. An important part of any slave’s property, at least the things they’re allowed to own, should be a good maid dress to work in. This one’s really sweet too, it’s kind of skimpy, but in a cut down simple way that is just adorable and elegant. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black Ruffle Design Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Simple dress, can work without accessories. Remember to only hand clean", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he surprisingly delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Love Heart Maid Dress">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black Love Heart Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Good choice $firstName, I think the dress will really suit you. An important part of any slave’s property, at least the things they’re allowed to own, should be a good maid dress to work in. This one’s really cute! It’s kind of a cosplay look with the style, especially the shoulders and chest, but it’s is just so adorable and elegant too. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black Love Heart Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Ostentatious dresses benefit from matching with accessories. Remember to only hand clean", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he surprisingly delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Love Heart Maid Dress">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Blue Love Heart Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Good choice $firstName, I think the dress will really suit you. An important part of any slave’s property, at least the things they’re allowed to own, should be a good maid dress to work in. This one’s really cute! It’s kind of a cosplay look with the style, especially the shoulders and chest, but it’s is just so adorable and elegant too. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Blue Love Heart Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Ostentatious dresses benefit from matching with accessories. Remember to only hand clean", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he surprisingly delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Love Heart Maid Dress">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Love Heart Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Good choice $firstName, I think the dress will really suit you. An important part of any slave’s property, at least the things they’re allowed to own, should be a good maid dress to work in. This one’s really cute! It’s kind of a cosplay look with the style, especially the shoulders and chest, but it’s is just so adorable and elegant too. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Love Heart Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Ostentatious dresses benefit from matching with accessories. Remember to only hand clean", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he surprisingly delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black French Maid Dress">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black French Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Good choice $firstName, I think the dress will really suit you. An important part of any slave’s property, at least the things they’re allowed to own, should be a good maid dress to work in. This one’s really hot! It’s important for a maid to care for both their owners home and more internal needs too, this will really help with the second of those. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black French Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. The bustier is adjustable for comfort. Remember to only hand clean", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he surprisingly delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Skimpy Black French Maid Dress">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Skimpy Black French Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Good choice $firstName, I think the dress will really suit you. An important part of any slave’s property, at least the things they’re allowed to own, should be a good maid dress to work in. This one’s very much a sexy choice! It’s important for a maid to care for both their owners home and more … animalistic … needs … too, this will really help with … that. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Skimpy Black French Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Matches well with lace stockings and a garter belt. Remember to only hand clean", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he surprisingly delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Allie’s Custom Maid Dress">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a replica of Allie’s Custom Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think the dress will really suit you. An important part of any slave’s property, at least the things they’re allowed to own, should be a good maid dress to work in. It’s almost like we’re twins … well it will be if you were to wear this. I only had one extra copy of this dress made and was hoping that you would be the one to own it. I wanted it to be something special for us to share in. Thank you for buying it. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a replica of Allie’s Custom Maid Dress, perfectly in your size. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the dress’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Allie would be proud that you bought this. She thinks highly of you. Remember to only hand clean", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he surprisingly delicately folds your new dress, wrapping it up in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That all done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<div align="center"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[$holderInt] >> <<print setup.OutfitList[$holderInt].Image>></div> Description: <<print setup.OutfitList[$holderInt].Description>> Clothing Type: <<set _i = setup.OutfitList[$holderInt].Type>><<if _i == 0>>Normal<<elseif _i == 1>>Slutty<<elseif _i == 2>>Formal<<elseif _i == 3>>Cute/Lolita<<elseif _i == 4>>ABDL<<elseif _i == 5>>Fetish<<elseif _i == 6>>Maid<<elseif _i == 7>>ABDL Dress<<elseif _i == 8>>Nightwear<<elseif _i == 9>>Sexy Nightwear<<elseif _i == 10>>Pet-Play<</if>> Price: <<switch $holderInt>><<case 127>><<if $allieDiscount>><s>500</s> 250 G.G.P<<else>>500 G.G.P<</if>><<case 125 128 129 130>><<if $allieDiscount>><s>600</s> 300 G.G.P<<else>>600 G.G.P<</if>><<case 122 123 124>><<if $allieDiscount>><s>700</s> 350 G.G.P<<else>>700 G.G.P<</if>><<case 120 121>><<if $allieDiscount>><s>800</s> 400 G.G.P<<else>>800 G.G.P<</if>><<case 126>><<if $allieDiscount>><s>1000</s> 500 G.G.P<<else>>1000 G.G.P<</if>><</switch>> [[Return to store|Maid For Service Stock]]

<<addToNeckwear "Black Lace Heart Choker">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black Lace Heart Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the chokers’ price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this choker will really suit you. It’s important for a maid to properly accessorize, and chokers are a key part of that process. That charm is really cute too, a sweet love heart is a nice focal point. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black Lace Heart Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the choker’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Nice charm on this. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Lace Heart Choker">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Lace Heart Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the chokers’ price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this choker will really suit you. It’s important for a maid to properly accessorize, and chokers are a key part of that process. That charm is really cute too, a sweet love heart is a nice focal point. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Lace Heart Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the choker’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Nice charm on this. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "White And Black Bell Choker">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a White And Black Bell Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the chokers’ price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this choker will really suit you. It’s important for a maid to properly accessorize, and chokers are a key part of that process. Bells are great, they let everyone know where you are so they can find you easier. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a White And Black Bell Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the choker’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Can remove the clapper if you don’t like the noise. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Red And Black Bell Choker">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Red And Black Bell Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the chokers’ price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this choker will really suit you. It’s important for a maid to properly accessorize, and chokers are a key part of that process. Bells are great, they let everyone know where you are so they can find you easier. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Red And Black Bell Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the choker’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Can remove the clapper if you don’t like the noise. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink And White Bell Choker">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink And White Bell Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the chokers’ price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this choker will really suit you. It’s important for a maid to properly accessorize, and chokers are a key part of that process. Bells are great, they let everyone know where you are so they can find you easier. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink And White Bell Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the choker’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Can remove the clapper if you don’t like the noise. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Latex Ruffle Collar">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Latex Ruffle Collar, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the collar’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this collar will really suit you. It’s important for a maid to properly accessorize, and chokers are a key part of that process. Collars are a good choice too though, especially a fetishy one like this, very sexy. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your collar in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Latex Ruffle Collar, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the collar’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Latex requires regular polishing to keep its shine. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your collar in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "White Lace Maid Choker">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a White Lace Maid Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the chokers’ price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this choker will really suit you. It’s important for a maid to properly accessorize, and chokers are a key part of that process. Such an elegant choker with all that lace. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a White Lace Maid Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the choker’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Ribbon is removable if needed. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Lace Button Up Choker">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Lace Button Up Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the chokers’ price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this choker will really suit you. It’s important for a maid to properly accessorize, and chokers are a key part of that process. It’s so tall and chunky it’s kind of like a collar, makes it even more appropriate for pairing with a maid outfit. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Lace Button Up Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the choker’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. We have replacement buttons if needed. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Ruffle Lace Choker">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Ruffle Lace Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the chokers’ price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this choker will really suit you. It’s important for a maid to properly accessorize, and chokers are a key part of that process. Very delicate and cute, I’m sure it’ll please a lot of people to see. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Ruffle Lace Choker, taking it off of one of the display stands. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the choker’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. We can re-adjust it if needed. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your choker in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Blue Lolita Head Bow">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Blue Lolita Head Bow, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this hair accessory will really suit you. Such a big bow is just such an adorable statement, I love it. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Blue Lolita Head Bow, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Big bow clips on easy. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Red Lolita Head Bow">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Red Lolita Head Bow, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this hair accessory will really suit you. Such a big bow is just such an adorable statement, I love it. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Red Lolita Head Bow, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Big bow clips on easy. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Pink Lolita Head Bow">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Lolita Head Bow, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this hair accessory will really suit you. Such a big bow is just such an adorable statement, I love it. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Lolita Head Bow, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Big bow clips on easy. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this hair accessory will really suit you. Lolita fashion is very adorable, especially in such a cute pastel pallet. It should pair well with a brighter coloured maid outfit. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Be careful with the chin tie. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this hair accessory will really suit you. Lolita fashion is very adorable, especially in such a cute pastel pallet. It should pair well with a brighter coloured maid outfit. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Be careful with the chin tie. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this hair accessory will really suit you. Gothic Lolita fashion is especially elegant … it’s sometimes even mentioned in the name. This should pair well with standard black maid outfits. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Be careful not to get hair tangled in ruffles. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "White Lace Maid Hair Band">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a White Lace Maid Hair Band, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this hair accessory will really suit you. It’s so delicate and it should fit in with any black maid dress, it’s practically perfect. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a White Lace Maid Hair Band, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Ribbon is removable and retie-able. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Black Lace Maid Headpiece">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black Lace Maid Headpiece, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this hair accessory will really suit you. These maid headpieces are a classic, perfect to finish off any maid ensemble. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Black Lace Maid Headpiece, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Head band is adjustable for comfort. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Pink Lace Maid Headpiece">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Lace Maid Headpiece, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this hair accessory will really suit you. These maid headpieces are a classic, perfect to finish off any maid ensemble. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Pink Lace Maid Headpiece, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Head band is adjustable for comfort. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<<addToHairAccessories "Latex Maid Hair Band">><<if $nonHumanPlay && $maidStoreAllieFirst && ($time == 1 || $time == 7)>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, despite her tone being quite soft and shy, Allie offers you a running commentary of advice that is both intrusive and oddly helpful. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Latex Maid Hair Band, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up, you bring it over to the till, noticing the barely restrained glee on the wolf-girl’s face as she proudly observes your choice. Taking a closer look as she runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Allie comments with a gratified smile, "Such a good choice $firstName, I think this hair accessory will really suit you. It’s very fetishy, but that works too, some Masters and Mistresses really like the idea of having a fetish maid at their disposal. I hope you enjoy your purchase!", throughout her comments the sales maid proceeds to type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "And don’t worry, I’ve included the friends and family discount so it’s a really good deal too"<</if>>. Finishing things up she delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, she finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which she hands over to you with a smile.<<else>>Browsing the finely dressed display mannequins, the shelves and the glass-fronted display cases, you take your time exploring what the store has to offer. All the while, Marcus gives you your space, reading his book and only keeping a cursory eye on you to make sure you don’t need any help. One thing you can’t help but note is just how high quality everything is, the materials used so meticulously chosen that they practically shine with an aura of elegance. Eventually though, you decide upon a Latex Maid Hair Band, taking it out of one of the display cases. Making your mind up you bring it over to the till, getting an almost imperceptible nod of approval. Taking a closer look as he runs the hair accessory’s price tag over with a scanning wand, Marcus comments gruffly, "Enjoy your purchase. Polish latex regularly to keep shine. Store carefully to avoid deterioration", throughout his comments the hulking gentleman proceeds to slowly type the purchase into a surprisingly old looking till<<if $allieDiscount>>, adding to that, "Allie’s discount has been factored in"<</if>>. Finishing things up he delicately wraps up your hair accessory in an extremely thin layer of paper before placing it in a sturdy box. That done, he finishes things up by placing a sticker with the shops logo onto the side of the sales box to seal it up, placing the now secure purchase into a gift bag which he hands over to you with a slight approving flex of his eyebrow.<</if>> [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Maid For Service Stock]].

<hr> Fetish Options This section covers the possible fetishes you can access within your game, allowing you to customize your experience. Some fetishes are more uncommon than others, so descriptions have been included to indicate exactly what the fetish will entail. All of these options can be changed within the game if you change your mind later. [[Select all Fetishes|Start Fetish Selection][$lactationPlay = true; $hermPlay = true; $cumPlay = true; $bimboPlay = true; $nonConPlay = true; $petPlay = true; $waterSportsPlay = true; $nonHumanPlay = true; $abdlPlay = true; $diaperWettingPlay = true; $diaperMessingPlay = true; $pregnancyPlay = true]] <hr> <div align="center"><table class="fetishTable"> <tr><th class="fetishTableFirst">Name</th><th class="fetishTableSecond">Description</th><th class="fetishTableThird">Selected?</th></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Pregnancy</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds the ability to get pregnant or to impregnate others to the game (though by default players are not fertile). This content includes; player pregnancy, prenatal classes, the ability to impregnate certain NPC’s, a pregnancy focused job.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<if $pregnancyPlay>><<checkbox "$pregnancyPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$pregnancyPlay" false true>><</if>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Lactation/HuCows</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds lactation content and ‘human cows’ (hucows) to the game. This content includes; player lactation, the Industrial Dairy job, random encounters.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<if $lactationPlay>><<checkbox "$lactationPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$lactationPlay" false true>><</if>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Hermaphrodites</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds futanari/hemaphrodite content to the game. This includes; a date-able futa, player herm options, random and job encounters.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<if $hermPlay>><<checkbox "$hermPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$hermPlay" false true>><</if>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Cum-Play</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds extreme cum content to the game, such as being fed or covered in cum. This content includes; random encounters.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<if $cumPlay>><<checkbox "$cumPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$cumPlay" false true>><</if>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Bimbo-Hypnosis</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds being transformed into a mental bimbo to the game. This includes; bimbo player hypnosis training, random encounters.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<if $bimboPlay>><<checkbox "$bimboPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$bimboPlay" false true>><</if>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Non-Consent</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds non-consensual sexual contact to the game. This includes; variant scenes, random encounters.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<if $nonConPlay>><<checkbox "$nonConPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$nonConPlay" false true>><</if>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Pet-Play</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds pet-play fetish content to the game, such as acting like a dog or cat. This includes; the option to activate the pet-play Trainer content, new NPCs, a store, random encounters.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<if $petPlay>><<checkbox "$petPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$petPlay" false true>><</if>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Watersports</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds pee related content to the game. This includes; player urinary incontinence, variant scenes, random encounters.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<if $waterSportsPlay>><<checkbox "$waterSportsPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$waterSportsPlay" false true>><</if>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Non-Human-Play</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds furry NPCs and monstrous entities to the game. This includes; an NPC, random encounters.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<if $nonHumanPlay>><<checkbox "$nonHumanPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$nonHumanPlay" false true>><</if>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">ABDL/Diapers</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds adult baby and diaper content to the game. This includes; the adult nursery TV job, the option to add the ABDL/Diaper trainer, diaper use training (when coupled with wetting or messing), various quests, an ABDL focused shop section, additional NPCs, a special minigame (when coupled with wetting or messing), random encounters.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<if $abdlPlay>><<checkbox "$abdlPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$abdlPlay" false true>><</if>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Diaper Wetting</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds the ability to pee in diapers when coupled with ABDL/Diaper content. This includes; diaper use training, a special minigame, additional job encounters, variant scenes.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<checkbox "$diaperWettingPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$diaperWettingPlay" false true>><</if>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Diaper Messing</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds the ability to mess in diapers when coupled with ABDL/Diaper content. This includes; diaper use training, a special minigame, additional job encounters, variant scenes.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<checkbox "$diaperMessingPlay" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$diaperMessingPlay" false true>><</if>></td></tr> </table></div> [[Move on to Trainer selection|Start Trainer Selection]]

<hr> Trainer Options This section covers the ability to include various NPC trainers to the game, allowing you to further customize your experience. Trainers are usually focused around a specific fetish and when included will make nightly visits to the player (some trainers show up after a few days). If selected trainers will give out periodic tasks and attempt to push players into their associated fetishes. Fighting against their orders repeatedly may even lead to punishment and impromptu game-overs. As trainers all make nightly visits to the player, and each have separate demands, it may be advised to limit the number of trainers selected. Trainer options can be changed within the game if you change your mind later. <hr> <div align="center"><table class="fetishTable"> <tr><th class="fetishTableFirst">Name</th><th class="fetishTableSecond">Description</th><th class="fetishTableThird">Selected?</th></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Femininity/Sissy Trainer</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds a female trainer who will visit the player teaching them about female clothing, hairstyles and makeup. In the future this will later branch between a more intense femininity route and a sissification route.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$femTrainer" false true>></td></tr><<if $abdlPlay>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">ABDL/Diaper Trainer</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds a female trainer who will visit the player pushing them to wear diapers and engage in age-play. Upon engaging in these activities, this trainer will progress to a more authoritative stage where she will assign tasks to the player. Repeated failure will lead to punishments and eventually a game over. Additional content for those with diaper wetter or messing active in their game.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$abdlTrainer" false true>></td></tr><</if>><<if $petPlay>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Pet-Play Trainer</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Adds a male trainer who will visit the player teaching them about life as a pet-slave. After a number of visits the player will get to choose their pet type, gaining more focused training. This will also lead to additional requirements for the player to fulfil, if they fail to do so they’ll experience punishments and eventually a game over..</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$petPlayTrainer" false true>></td></tr><</if>></table></div> [[Move on to difficulty options selection|Start Difficulty Selection]]

<hr> Background Options Character backgrounds are a short summary of your character's life before the game begins. Largely, these backgrounds are just for roleplay and for creating changes to the beginning of your playthrough. They do offer some decent bonuses to your character, but nothing too overwhelmingly good, so don’t worry about your choice too much. <hr> <div align="center"><table class="fetishTable"> <tr><th class="fetishTableFirst">Option</th><th class="fetishTableSecond">Description</th><th class="fetishTableThird">Selected?</th></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Permanently Poor</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Growing up in a poor family, you never had much luck. Doing poorly at school and not being able to get a job, you were forced to live off of government assistance. Whilst this hasn’t done you many favours, the one thing you do know is how to live on a budget (-100 G.G.P daily upkeep, hygiene services only cost half).</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<radiobutton "$backgroundNumber" "0" checked>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Rich Drop-out</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Despite coming from a wealthy family of genetic scientists you were personally far less successful. Flunking out of school and not being able to get a job, your parents wanted you to stand on your own two feet and you were forced to live off of government assistance. Thankfully, your family name still has some sway, allowing you some additional benefits (+5000 G.G.P starting money, bonus prestige at auction).</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<radiobutton "$backgroundNumber" "1">></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Cat-ian Family</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">With the advent of genetic manipulation came numerous sub-cultures and pop-up religions, one of them being the Cat-ian’s. A pseudo religion, your family believed that cat-girls would one day inherit the earth with their cuteness, getting modified to suit their beliefs before you were even born. Having a pair of cat ears and a matching tail from birth, you have a good idea how cat-people think and act (resetting cat ears + cat tail mod, increased relationship with cat-girls, increased cat-maid pay-outs). </td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<radiobutton "$backgroundNumber" "2">></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Crime Pays</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Your family were from the slum districts and so were you. Life was tough, but that only made you tougher, turning to crime to make ends meet. This experience has left you with a very specific set of skills and a bad attitude to match them (+50 starting dominance, better pickpocketing outcomes).</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<radiobutton "$backgroundNumber" "3">></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Privileged and Pampered</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Your family were part of the historic aristocracy, astoundingly rich to the point that life was simply wonderful for you growing up. Never having to work for anything has had its toll, leaving you poorly equipped to look after yourself, but with your family looking out for you how can you fail (+500 G.G.P gift every 3 days, bonus prestige at auction, lower complaint level by 1 every 3 days).</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<radiobutton "$backgroundNumber" "4">></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Makeover Artist</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Clothing, makeup, hairstyles, they’ve always been such an amazing thing to you. Growing up, you loved nothing more than reading fashion magazines and trying out new looks. Over the years you’ve built up a unique talent and made quite a lot of contacts within the beauty and fashion industries who might be willing to help you out (5 bonus random starting outfits, increased pay from makeover artist job, free makeup training, free beauty goo resource gifts every 3 days).</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<radiobutton "$backgroundNumber" "5">></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Natural Submissive</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">When other people talked about what they wanted to be after graduating from school, you only had one answer, a sex slave. You might not have said it out loud, but in your heart, you’ve always wanted to be dominated in such a thorough manner. Watching countless hours of slave and sex training videos, along with your natural submissiveness, you’d be a great catch to any owner (+50 submissiveness, bonus options at auction, increased pay from; brothel, gloryhole, degradationist brothel).</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<radiobutton "$backgroundNumber" "6">></td></tr><<if $lactationPlay>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Farm Hand</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Growing up was slightly strange on your parent’s farm, helping out with the farm work. Things got even weirder when they converted things from a standard dairy farm to a hucow dairy farm. However, from your experience caring for and milking human cattle you’ve become an expert in all this related to them (increased pay from Industrial Dairy, cheaper lactation mods, bonus farm show points).</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<radiobutton "$backgroundNumber" "7">></td></tr><</if>><<if $abdlPlay>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Ageing Child Star</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Fame and success came to you at a young age when you scored a starring role on a popular sitcom. Sadly, your success was short lived, never translating from your childhood into your further years. You were just too typecast as that cute kid people remembered from years back. Still, you’re a natural actor, and have a dedicated fan following even after all these years (increased pay from adult nursery job, 5 bonus random ABDL starting outfits, bonus prestige at auction).</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<radiobutton "$backgroundNumber" "8">></td></tr><</if>></table></div> <a data-passage="Start Final Selection">Move on to start selection</a>

<hr> Difficulty Options This section covers options which increase the difficulty of the game. Mostly this is just to make things more challenging for you if you feel that things are too easy normally, though it also serves as a handy roleplaying excuse to get engaged in the more explicit content. Some of these options impact upon the player's upkeep stat. Upkeep is the amount of money each day that the player has to pay the facility, with the standard starting upkeep zero whilst the value increases slightly once after a few days. If the player ever goes bankrupt from upkeep, then they’ll be automatically moved onto the end game content. <hr> Starting Upkeep <table> <tr> No Daily Upkeep <<radiobutton "$startUpkeep" "0" checked>> </tr> <tr> 100 G.G.P Daily Upkeep <<radiobutton "$startUpkeep" "1">> </tr> <tr> 300 G.G.P Daily Upkeep <<radiobutton "$startUpkeep" "2">> </tr> <tr> 500 G.G.P Daily Upkeep <<radiobutton "$startUpkeep" "3">> </tr> <tr> 1000 G.G.P Daily Upkeep <<radiobutton "$startUpkeep" "4">> </tr> </table> Maximum Daily Work Sessions - Limits the amount of times the player can work in a day <table> <tr> Maximum 1 Daily Work Session <<radiobutton "$workLimit" "1">> </tr> <tr> Maximum 2 Daily Work Session <<radiobutton "$workLimit" "2">> </tr> <tr> Maximum 3 Daily Work Session <<radiobutton "$workLimit" "3" checked>> </tr> </table> Maximum Daily Training Sessions - Limits the amount of times the player can train skills in a day <table> <tr> Maximum 1 Daily Training Session <<radiobutton "$trainingLimit" "1">> </tr> <tr> Maximum 2 Daily Training Session <<radiobutton "$trainingLimit" "2">> </tr> <tr> Maximum 3 Daily Training Session <<radiobutton "$trainingLimit" "3" checked>> </tr> </table> Misc Difficulty Options <div align="center"><table class="fetishTable"> <tr><th class="fetishTableFirst">Option</th><th class="fetishTableSecond">Description</th><th class="fetishTableThird">Selected?</th></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Involuntary TF Mode</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Normally TF-based random encounters will allow players to escape them, with this selected you will have no escape option.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$involTFPlay" false true>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Random Job Selection Mode</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">With this mode every day you will be limited to only 3 different randomly selected options for work out of the jobs you have unlocked.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$randomJobSelection" false true>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">No Non-Sexual Jobs Mode</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">If you select this option no basic non-sexual jobs will be available for the player to work at (for example; menial labour, basic bar work, makeover artist, etc.).</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$noNonSexualJobs" false true>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Forced Training Mode</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">If you select this option the game will force you to engage in at least one training session each day.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$forcedTraining" false true>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Harder Masculinity Costs Mode</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">When selected, this option will dramatically increase the cost of purchasing masculinity-based treatments from the Clinic.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$harderMasculinityCosts" false true>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Harder Femininity Costs Mode</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">When selected, this option will dramatically increase the cost of purchasing femininity-based treatments form the Clinic.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$harderFemininityCosts" false true>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Increasing Upkeep Mode</td><td class="fetishTableSecond"> Normally, daily player upkeep costs remain relatively low, but with this mode active players will face the clock as their upkeep costs continue to climb ever higher (+100 G.G.P every 5 days).</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$increasingUpkeep" false true>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Further Increasing Upkeep Mode</td><td class="fetishTableSecond"> With this mode active players will face a more severe timetable for their stay as their upkeep costs continue to climb ever higher (+200 G.G.P every 5 days – can be combined with previous option for +300 G.G.P every 5 days).</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$highIncreasingUpkeep" false true>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Faster Increasing Upkeep Mode</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Normally when playing with upkeep mode active the daily upkeep cost increases every 5 days. With this option active, that time will be cut down to every 3 days, increasing the difficulty even further (needs to be combined with either Increasing Upkeep Mode, Further Increasing Upkeep Mode, or both).</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$fasterIncreasingUpkeep" false true>></td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Disable Natural Body Size Changes</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Usually every day the player will slowly lose weight and muscle tone as a result of natural occurrences within their life. With this option selected, these minor daily alterations to body weight and muscle mass will no longer occur.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$disableDailyBuildChanges" false true>></td></tr><<if $pregnancyPlay>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Always Fertile Mode</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">Normally for the player to get pregnant they need to become fertile first. Playing with this option the player starts as fertile and is unable to ever remove that fertility.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><<checkbox "$alwaysFertile" false true>></td></tr><</if>></table></div> [[Move on to character background selection|Start Background Selection]]

<hr> Start Selection Options Start selections determine how your game will begin. Most do not have a large on-going impact but will make alterations to your characters starting appearance and stats. Different starts will also slightly change your beginning resources, offering you varied amounts of currency and starting equipment. Most of these things can be still gained easily in-game so you shouldn’t miss anything by choosing a start based on your interests. <hr> <div align="center"><table class="fetishTable"> <tr><th class="fetishTableFirst">Option</th><th class="fetishTableSecond">Description</th><th class="fetishTableThird">Select</th></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Voluntary Feminization Start</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">A start where the player volunteers to be processed by The Repurposing Center, being transformed upon arrival to be more feminine. Options exist for male characters to keep their penis albeit in a diminished state.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Male|Background Main][$penis = true; $penisSize = 2; $volunteered = true; $submission = 10; $femininity = -20; $hipSize = 2; $shoulderWidth = 3; $startGender = true; $startNumber = 1]] [[Female|Background Main][$penis = false; $vagina = true; ; $balls = false; $ballSize = 0; $volunteered = true; $submission = 10; $femininity = 20; $hipSize = 3; $shoulderWidth = 2; $breastSize = 1; $startGender = false; $firstName = "Jane"; $startNumber = 1]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Involuntary Feminization Start</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">A start where the player is kidnapped to be processed by The Repurposing Center, being transformed upon arrival to be more feminine. Options exist for male characters to keep their penis albeit in a diminished state.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Male|Background Main][$penis = true; $penisSize = 2; $femininity = -20; $hipSize = 2; $shoulderWidth = 3; $startGender = true; $startNumber = 2]] [[Female|Background Main][$penis = false; $vagina = true; $balls = false; $ballSize = 0; $femininity = 20; $hipSize = 3; $shoulderWidth = 2; $breastSize = 1; $startGender = false; $firstName = "Jane"; $startNumber = 2]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Voluntary Masculinization Start</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">A start where the player volunteers to be processed by The Repurposing Center, being transformed upon arrival to be more masculine.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Male|Background Main][$penis = true; $penisSize = 2; $volunteered = true; $submission = 10; $femininity = -20; $hipSize = 2; $shoulderWidth = 3; $startGender = true; $startNumber = 3]] [[Female|Background Main][$penis = false; $vagina = true; ; $balls = false; $ballSize = 0; $volunteered = true; $submission = 10; $femininity = 20; $hipSize = 3; $shoulderWidth = 2; $breastSize = 1; $startGender = false; $firstName = "Jane"; $startNumber = 3]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Involuntary Masculinization Start</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">A start where the player is kidnapped to be processed by The Repurposing Center, being transformed upon arrival to be more masculine.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Male|Background Main][$penis = true; $penisSize = 2; $femininity = -20; $hipSize = 2; $shoulderWidth = 3; $startGender = true; $startNumber = 4]] [[Female|Background Main][$penis = false; $vagina = true; $balls = false; $ballSize = 0; $femininity = 20; $hipSize = 3; $shoulderWidth = 2; $breastSize = 1; $startGender = false; $firstName = "Jane"; $startNumber = 4]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Voluntary Enslavement Start</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">A start where the player volunteers to be processed by The Repurposing Center, being enslaved but nothing more. </td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Male|Background Main][$penis = true; $penisSize = 2; $volunteered = true; $submission = 10; $femininity = -20; $hipSize = 2; $shoulderWidth = 3; $startGender = true; $startNumber = 5]] [[Female|Background Main][$penis = false; $vagina = true; ; $balls = false; $ballSize = 0; $volunteered = true; $submission = 10; $femininity = 20; $hipSize = 3; $shoulderWidth = 2; $breastSize = 1; $startGender = false; $firstName = "Jane"; $startNumber = 5]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Involuntary Enslavement Start</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">A start where the player is kidnapped to be processed by The Repurposing Center, being enslaved but nothing more.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Male|Background Main][$penis = true; $penisSize = 2; $femininity = -20; $hipSize = 2; $shoulderWidth = 3; $startGender = true; $startNumber = 6]] [[Female|Background Main][$penis = false; $vagina = true; $balls = false; $ballSize = 0; $femininity = 20; $hipSize = 3; $shoulderWidth = 2; $breastSize = 1; $startGender = false; $firstName = "Jane"; $startNumber = 6]]</td></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Quick Start</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">A start that skips the introduction, allowing the player to customize their character and jump straight into play.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Male|Quick Start Selection][$penis = true; $penisSize = 2; $femininity = -20; $hipSize = 2; $shoulderWidth = 3; $startGender = true; $startNumber = 7]] [[Female|Quick Start Selection][$penis = false; $vagina = true; $balls = false; $ballSize = 0; $femininity = 20; $hipSize = 3; $shoulderWidth = 2; $breastSize = 1; $startGender = false; $firstName = "Jane"; $startNumber = 8]]</td></tr> </table></div>

<<if $backgroundNumber == 0>><<include [[Poor Background]]>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 1>><<include [[Rich Drop-Out Background]]>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 2>><<include [[Cat-ian Family Background]]>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 3>><<include [[Crime Pays Background]]>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 4>><<include [[Privileged And Pampered Background]]>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 5>><<include [[Makeover Artist Background]]>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 6>><<include [[Natural Submissive Background]]>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>><<include [[Farm Hand Background]]>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 8>><<include [[Ageing Child Star Background]]>><</if>> All of which led you to <<if $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 5>><<if $backgroundNumber == 0 || $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 3>>[[where you are now|Background Voluntary 1a]]<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 7>>[[where you are now|Background Voluntary 2a]]<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 8>>[[where you are now|Background Voluntary 3a]]<</if>><<elseif $startNumber == 2 || $startNumber == 4 || $startNumber == 6>><<if $backgroundNumber == 0 || $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 3>>[[where you are now|Background Involuntary 1]]<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 7>>[[where you are now|Background Involuntary 2]]<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 8>>[[where you are now|Background Involuntary 3]]<</if>><</if>>.

Some people are described as being born with a silver spoon in their mouth. If that’s the case, then it would only be fair to describe you as born with a golden and jewel encrusted spoon there instead. As technology progressed, causing huge issues for many as rampant unemployment bloomed in the face of industrial and service industry automatization, your family’s position remained strong. Though, in truth, that’s no surprise. As major land holders, especially with an ever-increasing population to contend with housing and feeding, their wealth grew at an exponential rate. Indeed, your family were a part of the landed aristocracy of old after all. Raised in the countryside family manor, away from the unwashed masses, you wanted for nothing. Prize winning chefs cooked all your meals, personal tutors helped you learn to play musical instruments and ride horses, and a bevy of maids tended to your every whim. Some would say you were spoiled rotten as a child, though your parents never saw things that way, doting on you as befitted an offspring of your standing. You weren’t in-line to inherit the family estate, sprawling as your family-line was, but that didn’t mean you weren’t provided with luxury beyond belief. Rubbing shoulders with the richest of the rich, attending all of the most exclusive balls and soirees, and attending one of the most prestigious schools on the planet, the world was your oyster. Though, what was the point in trying, you were already in possession of everything you could ever want. Over the years your family did arrange a number of betrothals for you, wealthy and refined matches which would see the building of important alliances, but ultimately none of the betrothals stuck. Maybe it was your lack of ambition, or maybe just happenstance, but your lack of skill and seeming lack of value as a method to broker alliances did ultimately take its toll and you were somewhat side-lined. Most notably, when your cousins were receiving gifts of land and title you instead were offered an incredibly generous stipend and a handful of penthouse apartments and smaller stately homes. It was obvious what they were trying to do, get you out of the way somewhat and possibly build some mystique around your name in the process. Family does look after family after all. But you had no complaints, content to live a life of partying and decadence, visiting the various cities of your homeland and experiencing all they had to offer. In a sense, you almost feel like the experience left you more cultured and well-travelled than many of your peers, giving you a feeling of personal success that you’d rarely felt before. Indeed, you even managed to secure a number of mid-level investments through your contacts, more through being there and rich than any true skill, but that didn’t matter. Your family were impressed and were willing to give you more personal leeway in dictating the matters of your own life. Keeping contented a world-knowing investor who could grow the family’s portfolio of property was well worth the loss of losing a betrothal chance, so they stopped pushing on such matters and left you to do what you did best. One of the biggest upsides to your new freedoms were the body modifications, one of the few choices you were never afforded to take into your own hands. Family oversite on such things were considered important to keep things consistent. Not that you particularly were too interested in any mods in particular, but it did allow you to make yourself just a little bit better looking than you were before. All in all, life was pretty great for you. Staying in one of your many luxury penthouse apartments, you would look out at the wonderous sights of the city at night, bustling neon glowing beauty. But underneath it all there remains a niggling doubt in the back of your mind. Is there something more to life than partying and living to excess?

Living up to other people’s expectations can be tough, especially for you after shining so brightly in your youth. Your early life was nice and comfortable, growing up in a middle-class household with loving parents. You never wanted for anything, toys and attention easy for you to obtain from your doting family. On top of that you had friends, local children, the kids of family friends, some more from preschool. It was all very normal. Then a family friend made a suggestion that turned your life upside down. Someone your parents had gone to university with had since then become a part of the television show production industry, recruiting talent for a variety of series. It seemed they’d been having issues with casting for a new sitcom called, "Mark And The Monkey". More specifically, they’d recently had the little <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>kid<<elseif !$vagina>>boy<<else>>girl<</if>> who played Mark’s <<if $pronoun == 1>>daughter<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>son<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>child<<elseif !$vagina>>son<<else>>daughter<</if>> in the pilot for the show drop out, a result of the family moving abroad. After seeing a photo of you with your parents they noticed your resemblance to the original child and wondered if your parents would be willing to bring you in for a test shoot. Being in front of the camera was a scary yet exhilarating experience. Everyone was very accommodating for your inexperience, though you took to it easier than anyone expected. It wasn’t tough, just looking cute and remembering a single line here or there that they would remind you with just before the take. In not too long you’d shot your part of the re-worked pilot and were ready to leave, the whole experience just a surreal holiday for you. That is, until you secured the part. Turns out that the network execs thought you were adorable, and the rest of the main cast thought you fit in perfectly too. It all kind of went over your head at the time, but your parents were very proud of you. They bought you a whole bunch of new toys and outfits to celebrate, with family coming from all around to watch the screening of your debut on the TV. The show itself was a little different than shooting the promo, not the least because some of it was shot before a live audience. That could get a little intimidating at first, but you quickly got used to it, however weird it was for strangers to ask for your autograph at such a young age. Everyone thought you were just the cutest thing around, even cuter than the titular monkey. In terms of plot the show didn’t have much going for it really. Mike, the main character and your on-screen father, bought a pet monkey called Bobo, and the sitcom revolved around the hijinks that the monkey caused for the family. You had a lot of screen time with that fluffy monkey. They always wanted you two together because it became a running joke for the both of you get up to mischief before one of the other family members find you and comment, "You little monkey, and Bobo too!". It wasn’t particularly smart really, but the crowd loved it. The show went on for nine rather wacky seasons. It was a big hit, except for season 5, but there was a writers strike at that point and the plot about them moving into that haunted house wasn’t the best. Over that time you saw a fair amount of cast come and go, you gaining an Uncle Ernie, Grandpa Rudie and Cousin Annie over the course of it, that and the recasting of your older sister but the original actress was kind of mean and was caught doing drugs on set so you didn’t care too much. They had you do some pretty odd stuff too, nine seasons a long time to try and keep things fresh and relevant. For example, early into the show they had the bright idea to add in an almost identical cousin for your character who would be well behaved. However, to do this they had you cross-dress in <<if !$vagina>>exceptionally girly dresses and your hair in pigtails<<else>>boy shorts and shirts with a baseball cap on<</if>> to make you appear different enough. They also loved to dress you up in general, including the time they had you in a teddy bear costume, or the other time you had to look like a clown for a dream sequence. It all had to end eventually. After nine seasons and over one hundred episodes there just wasn’t anything fresh to write about the scenario anymore. You’d grown up on camera, the darling of the nation, everyone’s cute younger <<if $pronoun == 1>>sister<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>brother<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>sibling<<elseif !$vagina>>brother<<else>>sister<</if>>. Everyone knew who you were. That was kind of cool, if a little tiring, what it wasn’t was good for your career. By now you were just too typecast, no studio executive could see you in any other role. You were the cheeky little monkey on Mark And The Monkey, and no one wanted to see you as anything else. The money had been good, with your parents being rather good among parents of child stars, actually saving your earnings away for you across various savings accounts waiting for your eighteenth birthday. So, lost on what else to do, you went back to school. Those last years at high school were not particularly fun, your stardom giving certain of your peers an excuse to bully you, whilst others tried to suck up to you. It was hard to find genuine people to be your friends, though you did find a few here or there. College was better, but you were still lost. Acting was a passion of yours, but you fell into the awkward situation where you were more successful than your teachers, having learned your craft in practice and gaining little from being taught by amateurs. You were also suddenly rich with your earnings finally in your hands, leading to a lot of partying. Thankfully you never descended into the spiral some former child stars do, being smart enough to put some of your money in a trust fund and spending some on a luxury apartment. Standing on the balcony of your penthouse apartment, watching the beautiful view before you, you couldn’t help but reminisce about your past. Child stardom was such a heady rush that you longed for it once again. Cute and silly outfits, fans and cheering, the stage, if only you could get them back. Sighing, you contemplated if there may truly be a way to regain that spark that you lost.

No things in life are more fun than fashion and makeup. At least that’s your general stance on life. Even from a young age you loved dressing up, some of your fondest early memories being raiding your parent’s dressers to look at their clothing and your mother’s makeup. Holidays were the best, especially the ones where you got to be dressed up, like that spooky holiday in autumn where your mum would sew together a costume for you each year. Your mother, a fabulous seamstress, and like your father working closely with the fashion industry, always excelled in making you the coolest and flashiest outfits around when it came to holidays. Generally, life was rather normal growing up, your parents’ jobs rather secure despite advances in technology and automation, allowing you to be part of the stable middle-class. You had friends, pets, school much like any kid, but within you slowly simmered a passion for fashion just waiting to burst free. School plays were where you truly shined, the costuming and makeup making you feel as if you were on top of the world. You kind of grew out of your theatre phase as you grew a little older, the realization that it wasn’t the acting but the outfitting becoming all to clear to you the more you thought about it. Thankfully, as you entered secondary school the drama department was always on the lookout for people to help out, so when you volunteered to help handle the costuming and makeup side of the school plays they were more than happy to let you do so. Learning to sew, with some help from a particularly deft textiles teacher and some home lessons from your mum, you handled the costuming handily, much to everyone’s glee. So handy were you with a needle and thread that you even put together some outfits of your own, sharing them on social media. This went very well, leading to you becoming a sort of school celebrity, a fashion guru of sorts, especially when people found out what your parents did for a living. Eventually, you received some rather friendly messages from a fashion magazine who were interested in you as an up-and-coming designer, your age making you come off as somewhat of a prodigy. The excitement from meeting up with makeup artists and fashion designers from within the industry was practically indescribable, which was quite funny seeing as you’d met your parents work friends’ countless times over the years. In truth though it was the recognition of your efforts that was most important to you. An acceptance that you were a fashionista, someone who prayed at the altar of fashion. Moving forward, you went to college for fashion design, doing beauty school training on your weekends. Whilst fashion was certainly part of your passion it just wasn’t enough, you needed to be able to create the full picture so to speak, hairstyling, makeup, waxing, and so on. Whilst in some ways you might have been biting off more than you could chew, your peers remained impressed, treating you now as the makeover-<<if !$vagina>>king<<else>>queen<</if>>, someone capable of turning the frumpiest of individuals into a beautiful bombshell. Continuing your studies further, you became a consummate expert, gaining more contacts within the beauty and fashion industries. Branching out even further when you ran out of beauty school courses to take, you started looking more into makeup and perfume, wanting to know how to create your own to fit any circumstances, not just how to apply them. Thankfully you found a number of companies more than happy to have you collaborate with them, your portfolio of work at this point remarkable to say the least. Working part-time at putting together new makeup colours and scents, and part-time as a fashion and makeup consultant for the fabulously wealthy, you had a hectic life. Still, the pay was great, affording you a luxury apartment within the heart of the city, close to the fashion district so you could go for a quick walk of inspiration. Though sadly, to an extent all that running around and working non-stop had began to take a toll on you, making you feel slightly run down and tired lately, as if you’d been pushing yourself too much. Maybe a break might be in order, something to clear your mind so you could conquer even greater fields of makeover design.

Growing up is always difficult. Even when you have every opportunity. Your parents were well off, affording you all the toys you wanted growing up. Money was always easy for you. Both your parents worked as lab technicians for a large developing cosmetic surgery company. With the growth of technology and automation, these were some of the few truly secure jobs available. Leading you ever further into affluence. You were twelve when your family moved into an upscale, gated neighbourhood. At first you were disappointed that you were going to be leaving all your old friends behind. But your parents took great effort to point out that your new friends would be much better, being able to give you the leg-up to a prosperous future. The kids you met in your new neighbourhood, however, did not seem to get that message and were a lot less friendly. You were endlessly bullied, your neighbours and classmates calling you a, "Dirty-Smelly-Poor-Kid" because of your family’s’ only recent claim to riches. As a result, you became increasingly reclusive, playing games and watching tv as much as possible to avoid having to interact with them. Friendless, you drifted through school, not finding the motivation to really apply yourself. Dejectedly, you soon came to realise that your new teachers were just as mean as the other students, considering you to be no better than a homeless person as ‘new-money’. In the end, this became your downfall. As your classmates passed the basic education certificate, you alone failed it, much to their combined glee. Furthermore, unlike them you were also alone. Between the cruel nickname, the teasing and your appearance, you remained a virgin. Appearance altering technology was becoming all the rage as you passed through education, but despite working in the industry your parents were adamant that you were not to get any. You would never consider yourself ugly, but without the motivation to properly exercise, or access to transformation procedures, your appearance was somewhat unkempt. Basic issues, like excess body hair and slightly too rough skin, ensured that you were unable to find a good partner. Not that there were many available as all too often your rich neighbours were already betrothed to other families. Your parents were supportive but firm. They thought you needed to stand on your own two feet if you were to survive, or at least that’s what they said as the kicked you out. With no other options available to you, you did the one thing you could, you signed on for government assistance, getting yourself placed in a mouldy old government run tenement building.

<<set $submission -= 50>>Whoever said that crime doesn’t pay never met your family. With the advent of wide-spread industrial and service industry automatization came a sweeping wave of unemployment, and with that unemployment came opportunities for those willing to exploit them. Black markets, fraud, burglary, drug sales, and outright theft, everyone has to make a living. With so many people completely dependent on government hand-outs and with no prospects to ever get off of them it made sense that some enterprising individuals would try to make the most of their situation. That’s where your parents came in. Smoke-ables, illegal to grow but good money makers, especially for the effort they take to produce. But, with that money came threats, others who lived in the crumbling government run slum apartment buildings who would try to cheat them or rob them. The operation grew, family members mostly, the manpower necessary to make sure that buyers paid up and no one tried to attack them. Things in the slums were dull though, probably the reason why you have so many brothers and sisters, your mother almost constantly pregnant. You still wonder why she had so many of you, whether it was for the welfare payments, the extra manpower for the family business, or that she was just too lazy to use protection against pregnancy. Whatever the case, there were a lot of you growing up, with all the in-fighting and squabbling that could be expected from such a large family. Your parents made a decent amount of money all in all, at least compared to the average person, but there were limits to this. Local police were willing to turn a blind eye for the occasional kick-back, not particularly caring if people in the worse-off areas were being mugged or spending their welfare on drugs. However, the real issue came with the central government officials who kept a much closer eye on monetary issues. As such, your parents were stuck in the slums, living in a mouldering old apartment building, rulers of the ruins. Eventually they started having you tag along with your uncles to go on shakedowns once you hit the age of ten or so, school attendance not something your parents prioritized with any of their offspring. Learning to pick-pockets for a bit of extra cash, along with even more brawling, both with your siblings and other local thugs, led you to toughen up quickly. Your parents were proud of you, or at least you think they were, willing to give you better paying parts of the business to handle. You weren’t let near the truly big money makers, like the drugs or black market stuff, but you organized the door kickers and the robbing’s which saw you comfortably enough paid that you could indulge in alcohol, games consoles and designer clothes to your hearts content. Moving out as soon as you got the chance, not wanting to stay cramped up with your squabbling siblings any further, you got yourself your own tiny mouldering apartment in the same block and life carried on as usual. Despite that, maybe it was the constant violence, maybe it had just gotten stale, but at times you wondered if there was something better you could be striving towards.

<<set $ears = 1>><<set $tail = 1>>No one would ever call your family normal. The oddness surrounding your life started years before you were even born with one major decision by your parents. As genetic manipulation science and various other technologies advanced, a number of unusual new age religions were formed, one of the most prevalent of which was the Cat-ian faith. Founded on a belief that the cuteness of cat-girls would one day conquer the world and bring global stability with their rule. Some have since speculated that many of the followers only joined because of all the cute cat-girl idols attached to the church, and their copious nude photo filled ‘holy books’, but such trains of thought are only speculative. Of course, it was by your parents adopting the Cat-ian faith that the craziness that is your life was put on track to be what it was. Such devout followers were they, that they both underwent significant genetic therapy, giving them both furry cat tails and ears. Furry cat tails and ears which you too inherited from them. The neighbour kids were … curious is probably the best explanation, your eye-catching body mods even from a young age making you the center of attention all too often. No one was particularly mean about them, something you always worried about, but it made you specifically different from those around you. Your parents, on the other hand, were thrilled. You were a cute cat-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>person child<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, just as their religion emphasized, placing you upon a pedestal within their faiths circles. It turns out that inheriting bio-genetic modifications is quite rare on its own, and upon later inspection your genetic alteration was even more unique, capable of automatically converting you back to a cat-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>person child<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> even if you could somehow convince your parents to allow something so far against their beliefs to happen. You still went to a normal if quite well-off school for your education, a result of your parents’ financial success as cat-people models and spokespeople, but in your spare time you spent most of your time with various Cat-ian church groups. A poster child for the Cat-ian church right through to your mid-teen years at your parents urging, you modelled for cute calendars and the more tame and sweet magazines the produced, gaining a lot of fame and prestige within the churches organizational structure. It was even kind of fun, if a little embarrassing. Starting in your early teens these church duties went on to include working part-time at cat-maid café, dressed up in what you were constantly informed was a particularly adorable outfit. Up until this point you’d met very few cat-girl’s in truth, other than your mum that was, cat cosmetic modifications still rather expensive acquisitions. However, for cute girls of a certain age the church was willing to sponsor their treatments, having those chosen recipients work in their cafés for them. Spending time volunteering at the Cat-ian café changed all that. Surrounded by gorgeous cat-girls aged from their mid-teens to their early twenties, many just coming into their sexuality due to the new interest their cat mods would bring, your spare time was certainly a learning experience. Even more so as you slowly came to realize many of the cat-girls would sleep with the customers at the drop of a hat. They were nice enough company, and you made some good friends along the way, but there was always a slight awkwardness to your time there knowing how sexualized everything really was. You wouldn’t say that you left the faith as you finished your schooling, so much as you drifted away from it. It had just been too all-encompassing a part of your life for too long. And, as you saw through some of the cracks of the Cat-ian church, seeing it more of an excuse for the membership to engage in their cat-<<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>people<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> fetish, it just didn’t feel the same place as it did when you were younger. Retaining contact with many of your cat-girl café friends, and your parents being happy to give you some space after years of your good behaviour, you went off to university. It was an enjoyable and remarkably normal time for you, meeting lots of interesting people along the way. Your cat parts still would get you a lot of attention, but they were less uncommon among an experimental and curious student population. Cat-ian’s would still recognize you in the street, but life had since settled into a more standard routine. You got yourself a job, rented yourself a nice apartment, dated, and met yourself a circle of friends to spend your free time with. Maybe it was just a little too normal after all the excitement and weirdness of your upbringing to really make you feel fulfilled.

<<set $submission += 50>>Some people are born to rule, but that certainly isn’t for you. Throughout your life if the people you knew had to describe you, they would always say you were, "Well-behaved". Even when you were only young your parents considered you remarkably quiet, lacking the fussiness that other children presented. It’s not as if you were trying to suck up to anyone with your behaviour though, it just felt natural to do as you were told. Being helpful, quiet, and following the rules just made sense to you on an innate level. At school this did have the habit of singling you out, the other kids deciding that you were a, "Goody two shoes". This did lead to some bullying towards you, mostly name calling and people taking advantage of you by ‘borrowing’ your snacks, but things weren’t awful by any means. You made friends, maybe a few less than most kids but that just made them more special. They were mostly girls though, boys in your age group just too competitive and loud for you to really enjoy spending time with. Your home life was fine too, your parent’s middle-class bureaucrats, officious and demanding when it came to what they expected from you but caring and more than willing to dote on you at the same time. You lived in a decent sized home, and never wanted for anything in particular. They even bought you a top of the line computer system for you to help you with your homework. Seeing as you were so well behaved, they saw little reason to give much oversight to your internet usage either. It was in your early teens when things really started to click. You were too meek to have dated much, your free time filled mostly with volunteer work and homework, but things were okay. However, one day online you came across by accident what in hindsight was a pretty tame BDSM porn video. You knew that you should click off of it, but something in the way the <<if $pronoun == 1>>guy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>submissive<<else>>girl<</if>> in it was commanded about and bound set your world ablaze with excitement. You wanted to be that <<if $pronoun == 1>>guy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>submissive<<else>>girl<</if>>. After that you had only one dream, to submit. When your friends talked about what they wanted to be one day, you couldn’t answer, knowing what you truly desired. In full you still weren’t knowledgeable to know exactly what you wanted, but you understood it was down the rabbit hole of submission at the very least. As such you began watching more BDSM porn, getting a better idea for what interested you. Then came a fateful school day that will always stay with you. Given your work experience placement when nearing your time in mandatory education, you were placed at a local government office. What you expected to be mainly photocopying memos turned out to be far more fascinating when you discovered that one of the local branches services was slave registration and monitoring. Of course, you weren’t normally let too close to the slaves, your mentor not wanting to risk it due to some slaves being flightier or more aggressive than others, but you were around a lot of slave related documentation and information. Slavery, or to be fairer in most cases indentured servitude, was rather uncommon, slave ownership generally only the purview of the rich elites. Still, a few were locally owned, with a handful of yearly slave check-ups occurring during your time there. Your mentor, a <<if $sexualPreference == 2>>man<<else>>woman<</if>> who exuded power noticed your interest correctly, and after that was particularly demanding regarding the meticulousness of your work, humiliatingly scolding you in front of the other employees whenever you made a mistake. <<if $sexualPreference == 2>>He<<else>>She<</if>> even let you take away a slave training manual as a parting gift of your time there, a gift which you treasured to the point of it almost falling apart. Now having progressed into watching videos intended for slaves in training during your spare time, practicing your slave positions in the quiet of night when you wouldn’t be discovered by your parents, you clearly understood what you desired. Dreams of being naked on an auction block, bid on by unseen figures as you embarrassingly had to show yourself off plagued your sleep nightly. Getting a job in the same government office after finishing school, under the same boss, you staved off your cravings for a while, being able to live out your fantasies somewhat vicariously from the stories of the slaves that passed through. Your boss of course remembered your interests and was not at all surprised by your arrival, continuing <<if $sexualPreference == 2>>his<<else>>her<</if>> degrading and belittling treatment of you that <<if $sexualPreference == 2>>he<<else>>she<</if>> started before. <<if $sexualPreference == 2>>He<<else>>She<</if>> would even make you come clean <<if $sexualPreference == 2>>his<<else>>her<</if>> apartment on weekends as part of your job, which was such an abuse of power that you couldn’t help but secretly love it. Life was enjoyable really, with your job paying well enough to get you a nice apartment to live in. That privacy was good for you, but you were still too timid to really to make the most of it and start dating. You sometimes wondered if maybe your boss might progress things, but sadly <<if $sexualPreference == 2>>his<<else>>her<</if>> dominance of you was only limited to work and never became sexual. Frustrated and longing for that true submissive experience you crave, you can’t help but wonder if there’s some way to finally fulfil that need you have deep inside of you.

When you tell people that you were brought up on a farm, they are normally a little curious. After adding the part about it being a hucow farm they immediately become enthralled. It didn’t start out that way though. Originally your parents ran a traditional dairy farm, you even remember the days when the stalls, barns, and fields were full of large mooing fluffy cows. As a farm kid you had chores to do, so you have clear memories of dumping buckets of animal feed into troughs and going out to check up on the herd. They were cute, but boy did they stink, one of the small things you were thankful for about your chores being that you didn’t have to clean out their manure. Of course, that wasn’t all your childhood had to offer, living rurally had its benefits. Days down by the creek with other local kids, fields to play about in, trees to climb. Having chatted to people you met later in life it seems you had a much better upbringing than those in the cities. Rampant automatization of the service and manufacture industries had led to huge unemployment issues for them, leading to sprawling cramped and crumbling ghettos forming. You, however, avoided that, living in a nice and spacious home with an ample supply of fresh air. Your parents were good to you, but farmers are a special sort. It’s hard to take vacations when you’re looking after a large herd of cattle, having to get up at all times of the day and night to handle run-away’s, sick animals, or the birthing process. You went to a pretty normal school though, making a decent group of friends, many of them the children of local farmers or at least those who lived rurally. Then when you were ten things changed abruptly. A man in a fancy suit with a briefcase arrived at your home one day. You didn’t know the full story at the time, but your father later explained exactly what happened. Genetic manipulation technology had exponentially expanded, with the research focused primarily on human beings. The government representative had offered a staggeringly large grant, along with huge tax breaks, if your family was willing to convert the farm over to using human cows, or hucows as they were referred to, to produce their dairy. Selling off the existing cow herd to other local farmers, most of the initial new human herd was produced by the government. Low level criminal offenders and debtors were offered time spent as hucows as an alternative to prison. Many took it, though many also regretted their choice later. Using again government provided chemical substances in the feed or directly applied to the breast, you and your family would induce lactation in these poor individuals, having them sleep and live in the only slightly renovated barns that were once used for the cows. You still had chores, though they changed somewhat given the circumstances. Instead of just a feeding here or there you now had to cover other things like milking and the occasional cleaning. You were growing up after all. Restraining collars kept the new herd docile and easy to handle, so you had no issue hooking them up to the milking machines, sometimes giving them a breast massage to help ease the process. Additionally, you learned expertly the right amount of chemicals to use to get the best results, causing the hucow’s under your care to spring out with huge bosoms filled with fresh warm milk ready to extract. They were kind of sweet really, and very relaxing to watch. By the time you were grown up enough to contemplate further education or moving out you knew all there was to know about hucow rearing and had made great contacts with lactation inducing chemical suppliers. You even took a number of your most co-operative hucows off to farm shows, displaying the talents of your dairy in rearing and grooming them. Still, wanting a slightly more normal time of things for a while, you went off to university, taking a general studies course. You did do some optional courses on farming and agriculture management, but mostly you were taking this time to see what a normal person’s life might look like. You worked part time in an office block, got yourself a nice apartment and a friendly social circle. Everything was going well. Nonetheless, at times you felt as if something was missing, maybe you’d just gotten too used to being around hucows after all those years, but whatever the case you longed for something more.

Growing up is always difficult. Even more so when you’re poor. Your parents always tried their best, buying you knock-off <<if !$vagina>>dolls and second-hand dresses<<else>>action figures and trainers<</if>> whenever they could afford to. Money was always stretched. Your father worked odd-jobs whenever he could find them, whilst your mother looked after you and the home. Sadly, as technology grew out of hand and menial jobs became increasingly replaced with automated services, monetary woes for your family only grew greater. You were twelve when your family moved into government issued housing, unable to maintain the payments for your old apartment and out of any other options. At first this seemed like a good change, your father was going to be around more which you loved. However, quickly reality struck back, hard. You had to move, leaving all your old friends behind. The kids you met in your new neighbourhood were a lot less friendly, endlessly bullying you as a, <<if !$vagina>>"Snooty-Mr-Moneybags", because of nice shoes and toys<<else>>"Rich-Little-Princess", because of the dolls and dresses<</if>> your parents had worked so hard to afford you. Whilst they could no longer manage to find the money for <<if !$vagina>>fancy trainers<<else>>pretty clothes<</if>>, or new toys for you, the nickname still stuck. Friendless, you drifted through school, trying your best to make something of yourself. Dejectedly, you soon came to realise that your new teachers just didn’t care, considering all of you already marked for a life of government assistance. In the end, this proved to be a self-fulfilling prophecy, not a single one of your classmates passed the basic education certificate. Unlike them however, you were also alone. Between the cruel nickname, the teasing, and your appearance, you remained a virgin. Appearance altering technology was becoming all the rage as you passed through education, but like most things was way outside the realms of affordability for you. You would never consider yourself ugly, but without good food, exercise equipment or transformation procedures your appearance was somewhat unkempt. Basic issues, like excess body hair and slightly too rough skin, ensured that you were unable to find a good partner. With no other options, you did the one thing you could. You signed on for government assistance, getting yourself placed in a mouldy old government run tenement building.

<<if $backgroundNumber == 3>>Today was another day just like any other. You started things with a few doorstep extortions for owed money. With a couple of your cousins you took a man out for a short drive before beating him half-senseless and dumping him bruised and bloody, he’ll be fine but that walk home will convince him to stop selling on your turf. Then you hung around the apartment for the rest of the day taking drug orders to send on to the higher-ups in your family. You would have preferred to be selling direct, but you’re still not trusted with the supply yet so you just gopher the orders back to the family to sort out themselves. Tired of being stuck in your mouldering apartment all afternoon, having to deal with deadbeat druggies that seriously test your patience, you decide to take a late-night walk. Sighing to yourself, you wonder if you should grab a drink, weary from the day’s dealings. Being the muscle makes you the target of annoyance for the people you have to handle, even though you don’t make the decisions. At least the family dealers get to be all buddy-buddy with the people they deal with. Lost in thought you end up walking far further than usual, the streets surprisingly quiet and empty.<<else>>You've nothing to do. With no job and no money, what options do you have? You can't afford internet access and your old TV can only receive the three government broadcast channels, and really, who under the age of 50 watches those? Bored and alone, you decide to go for a late-night walk. Hope that the night air might clear your head pushing you further than you would normally walk on such a moonlit stroll. As you wander, you ponder on what opportunities you really have, trapped in a horrendous cycle of being unable to afford the extra education you'd need to be able to find a job. Your government benefits barely sustain your cheap apartment, let alone food and other needs. You sigh, noting how clearly you can hear it in the surprisingly quiet and empty street.<</if>> Thinking nothing of how empty the streets have been, you walk down a dark back alley, hoping to cut through to somewhere more scenic, sure there was a nice park around her somewhere. Parked at the other end of the alley you can just about make out the silhouette of a large vehicle, though that certainly isn't anything unusual you think as you stride forward. As you start to get closer you note how well maintained it is, 'Capture Van' written in officious block lettering across the back doors, whatever that means. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/CaptureVan.png]]</div> Suddenly, two heavily armoured men leap from the back door, startling you enough that you fall over yourself, landing in a puddle of some unknown disgusting sludge. The two men swiftly overbear you, quickly and efficiently stunning you with one of their stun rods. Hauling your prone form up, one of the agents deftly drags you over to the open back doors of the van, tossing you into a small cage. You are plunged into darkness as the doors close behind you. You hear the rumble of the vans engine as it ignites ready to take you away to be processed into someone of <a data-passage="Arrival Involuntary">value to society</a>.

<<if $backgroundNumber == 2>><<set $ears = 1>><<set $tail = 1>><</if>><div align="center">New Induction Form</div> First Name : <<if $penis>><<textbox "$firstName" "John">><<else>><<textbox "$firstName" "Jane">><</if>> Second Name : <<textbox "$secondName" "Smith">> Age : <<textbox "$startAge" 22>> Occupation : <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>none<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 1>>none<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 2>>sales assistant<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 3>>criminal<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 4>>investor<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 5>>personal stylist<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 6>>bureaucrat<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>>office worker<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 8>>student<</if>> Hair Colour:<table> <tr> Brown <<radiobutton "$hairColour" "brown" checked>> </tr> <tr> Blonde <<radiobutton "$hairColour" "blonde">> </tr> <tr> Red <<radiobutton "$hairColour" "red">> </tr> <tr> Orange <<radiobutton "$hairColour" "orange">> </tr> <tr> Black<<radiobutton "$hairColour" "black">> </tr> </table> Hair Length:<table> <tr> Close Cut <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 1 checked>> </tr> <tr> Loose Cut <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 2>> </tr> <tr> Upper-Neck Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 3>> </tr> <tr> Mid-Neck Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 4>> </tr> <tr> Shoulder Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 5>> </tr> <tr> Upper-Back Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 6>> </tr><<if $backgroundNumber == 2|| $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><tr>Mid-Back Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 7>></tr><tr>Lower-Back Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 8>></tr><tr>Ass Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 9>></tr><</if>></table> Eye Colour:<table> <tr> Brown <<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "brown" checked>> </tr> <tr> Blue <<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "blue" >> </tr> <tr> Green <<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "green">> </tr> <tr> Grey <<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "grey">> </tr> </table> Height in inches: <<textbox "$height" 70>> Skin tone:<table> <tr> Pale <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "pale" checked>> </tr> <tr> Fair <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "fair">> </tr> <tr> Tanned <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "tanned">> </tr> <tr> Olive <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "olive">> </tr> <tr> Dark <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "dark">> </tr> <tr> Very Dark <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "very dark">> </tr> </table> Face Freckles:<table> <tr> None <<radiobutton "$faceFreckles" 0 checked>> </tr> <tr> Light <<radiobutton "$faceFreckles" 1>> </tr> <tr> Medium <<radiobutton "$faceFreckles" 2>> </tr> <tr> Heavy <<radiobutton "$faceFreckles" 3>> </tr> </table> Body Freckles:<table> <tr> None <<radiobutton "$bodyFreckles" 0 checked>> </tr> <tr> Light <<radiobutton "$bodyFreckles" 1>> </tr> <tr> Medium <<radiobutton "$bodyFreckles" 2>> </tr> <tr> Heavy <<radiobutton "$bodyFreckles" 3>> </tr> </table><<if $penis>> Penis Size:<table> <tr> Small <<radiobutton "$penisSize" 1>> </tr> <tr> Normal <<radiobutton "$penisSize" 2 checked>> </tr> <tr> Large <<radiobutton "$penisSize" 3>> </tr> <tr> Very large <<radiobutton "$penisSize" 4>> </tr> <tr> Huge <<radiobutton "$penisSize" 5>> </tr> </table> Ball Size:<table> <tr> Small <<radiobutton "$ballSize" 2>> </tr> <tr> Average <<radiobutton "$ballSize" 3 checked>> </tr> <tr> Above Average <<radiobutton "$ballSize" 4>> </tr> <tr> Egg-sized <<radiobutton "$ballSize" 5>> </tr> </table><</if>><<if $breastSize >= 1>> Breast Size:<table> <tr> A-Cup <<radiobutton "$breastSize" 1 checked>> </tr> <tr> B-Cup <<radiobutton "$breastSize" 2>> </tr> <tr> C-Cup <<radiobutton "$breastSize" 3>> </tr> <tr> D-Cup <<radiobutton "$breastSize" 4>> </tr><<if $backgroundNumber == 2|| $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><tr>DD-Cup <<radiobutton "$breastSize" 5>></tr><tr>E-Cup <<radiobutton "$breastSize" 6>></tr><</if>></table><</if>> Shoulder width:<table> <tr> Thin <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 2>><<else>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 1>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Average <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 3 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 2 checked>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Broad <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 4>><<else>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 3>><</if>> </tr> </table> Hip width:<table> <tr> Thin <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 1>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 2>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Average <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 2 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 3 checked>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Broad <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 3>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 4>><</if>> </tr> </table> Body Weight:<table> <tr> Thin <<radiobutton "$weight" 20>> </tr> <tr> Below Average <<radiobutton "$weight" 40 checked>> </tr> <tr> Average <<radiobutton "$weight" 50>> </tr> <tr> Above Average <<radiobutton "$weight" 60>> </tr> <tr> Large <<radiobutton "$weight" 80>> </tr> </table> Muscle build:<table> <tr> Weak <<radiobutton "$muscles" 20>> </tr> <tr> Average <<radiobutton "$muscles" 40 checked>> </tr> <tr> Muscular <<radiobutton "$muscles" 70>> </tr> </table> <<if $startGender>>Masculinity:<table> <tr> Androgynous <<radiobutton "$femininity" 0>> </tr> <tr> Below Average <<radiobutton "$femininity" -10>> </tr> <tr> Average <<radiobutton "$femininity" -20 checked>> </tr> <tr> Above Average <<radiobutton "$femininity" -30>> </tr><<if $backgroundNumber == 3|| $backgroundNumber == 4>><tr>Masculine <<radiobutton "$femininity" -40>></tr><tr>Very Masculine <<radiobutton "$femininity" -50>></tr><</if>></table><<else>>Femininity:<table> <tr> Androgynous <<radiobutton "$femininity" 0>> </tr> <tr> Below Average <<radiobutton "$femininity" 10>> </tr> <tr> Average <<radiobutton "$femininity" 20 checked>> </tr> <tr> Above Average <<radiobutton "$femininity" 30>></tr><<if $backgroundNumber == 2|| $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><tr>Feminine <<radiobutton "$femininity" 40>></tr><tr>Very Feminine <<radiobutton "$femininity" 50>></tr><</if>></table><</if>> Willpower<<if $backgroundNumber == 3>> (+50 Dominance added afterwards)<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 6>> (+50 Submissiveness added afterwards)<</if>>:<table> <tr> Very Dominant <<radiobutton "$submission" -30>> </tr> <tr> Dominant <<radiobutton "$submission" -20>> </tr> <tr> Slightly Dominant <<radiobutton "$submission" -10>> </tr> <tr> Neutral <<radiobutton "$submission" 0 checked>> </tr> <tr> Slightly Submissive <<radiobutton "$submission" 10>> </tr> <tr> Submissive <<radiobutton "$submission" 20>> </tr> <tr> Very Submissive <<radiobutton "$submission" 30>> </tr> </table> <<button [[Submit Details|Quick Start Confirm]]>><</button>>

<<set $height = Math.trunc($height)>><<if !Number.isInteger($height)>><<set $height = 66>><</if>><<if isNaN($height)>><<set $height = 66>><</if>><<if $height < 48>><<set $height = 48>><<elseif $height > 84>><<set $height = 84>><</if>><<if isNaN($muscles)>><<set $muscles = 50>><</if>><<if $startAge <18>><<set $startAge = 18>><<set $age = $startAge>><<elseif $startAge > 80>><<set $startAge = 80>><<set $age = $startAge>><<elseif $startAge >= 18 && $startAge <= 80>><<set $age = $startAge>><<else>><<set $startAge = 22>><<set $age = $startAge>><</if>>Before you is the filled in form of your details. <hr><div align="center">New Induction Form</div> First Name : $firstName Second Name : $secondName Age : $age Gender : <<if $pronoun == 1>>female<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>male<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>gender fluid individual<<elseif $penis == true>>male<<else>>female<</if>> Occupation : <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>none<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 1>>none<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 2>>sales assistant<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 3>>criminal<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 4>>investor<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 5>>personal stylist<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 6>>bureaucrat<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>>office worker<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 8>>student<</if>> Hair Colour: $hairColour Hair Length: <<checkHair>> Eye Colour: $eyes.colour Height in inches: $height Skin tone : $skinTone Face Freckles: <<if $faceFreckles == 0>>none<<elseif $faceFreckles == 1>>light<<elseif $faceFreckles == 2>>medium<<elseif $faceFreckles == 3>>heavy<</if>> Body Freckles: <<if $bodyFreckles == 0>>none<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 1>>light<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 2>>medium<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 3>>heavy<</if>><<if $breastSize >= 1>> Breast Size: <<checkBreast>><</if>><<if $penis>> Penis size: <<checkPenis>><</if>><<if $balls>> Ball size: <<checkBalls>><</if>> Shoulder width: <<if $startGender>><<if $shoulderWidth == 2>>Thin<<elseif $shoulderWidth == 3>>Average<<elseif $shoulderWidth == 4>>Broad<</if>><<else>><<if $shoulderWidth == 1>>Thin<<elseif $shoulderWidth == 2>>Average<<elseif $shoulderWidth == 3>>Broad<</if>><</if>> Hip width: <<if $startGender>><<if $hipSize == 1>>Thin<<elseif $hipSize == 2>>Average<<elseif $hipSize == 3>>Broad<</if>><<else>><<if $hipSize == 2>>Thin<<elseif $hipSize == 3>>Average<<elseif $hipSize == 4>>Broad<</if>><</if>> Body Weight: <<if $weight == 20>>Thin<<elseif $weight == 40>>Below Average<<elseif $weight == 50>>Average<<elseif $weight == 60>>Above Average<<elseif $weight == 80>>Large<</if>> Muscle build: <<if $muscles == 20>>Weak<<elseif $muscles == 40>>Average<<elseif $muscles == 70>>Muscular<</if>> <<if $femininity >= 0>>Femininity<<else>>Masculinity<</if>> level: <<checkFem>> <<set _tempSub = $submission>><<if $backgroundNumber == 3>><<set _tempSub -= 50>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 6>><<set _tempSub += 50>><</if>><<if _tempSub >= 0>>Submissiveness<<else>>Dominance<</if>><<if _tempSub < 0>><<set _tempSub = 0 - _tempSub>><</if>> score: _tempSub <hr> Looking over all the data you’ve input, you check everything to make sure it’s all correct. Is it possible that some of the [[information is wrong|Quick Start Selection]]? [[Finish the form|Quick Start End]]?

<<addDay>><<addTime>><<set $ggp += 1000>><<set $roomLevel = 1>><<set $actionLimit += 1>><<if $startUpkeep == 0>><<set $upkeep = 50>><<elseif $startUpkeep == 1>><<set $upkeep = 150>><<elseif $startUpkeep == 2>><<set $upkeep = 350>><<elseif $startUpkeep == 3>><<set $upkeep = 550>><<elseif $startUpkeep == 4>><<set $upkeep = 1050>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 0>><<set $upkeep -= 100>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 1>><<set $ggp += 5000>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 3>><<set $submission -= 50>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 6>><<set $submission += 50>><</if>><<addToInventory "Flirty Touch Voucher">><<set $currentClothing = "Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants">><<addToWardrobe "Pink Hoodie and Yoga Pants">><<if $femMascFocus == 0>><<set $roomColour = 0>><<set $wardrobeType = 0>><<set $bedType = 0>><<elseif $femMascFocus == 2>><<set $roomColour = 1>><<set $wardrobeType = 1>><<set $bedType = 1>><<elseif $startNumber == 1 || $startNumber == 2>><<set $roomColour = 0>><<set $wardrobeType = 0>><<set $bedType = 0>><<elseif $startNumber == 3 || $startNumber == 4>><<set $roomColour = 1>><<set $wardrobeType = 1>><<set $bedType = 1>><<elseif $femininity >= 0>><<set $roomColour = 0>><<set $wardrobeType = 0>><<set $bedType = 0>><<else>><<set $roomColour = 1>><<set $wardrobeType = 1>><<set $bedType = 1>><</if>><<if $alwaysFertile>><<set $impregnatable = true>><<set $fertility = 10 + ($hipSize * 3)>><</if>>Staring at the computer screen you look over the information. … "$firstName …". Turning your attention away from reading the information you tune back into what Alice the facility AI was saying to you, "… understand all of that?". Of course, having skipped over listening you’re not sure what she was saying, but you’re sure it couldn’t have been anything too important. Answering with a short, "Uh huh. Yeah, sure", willing to wait for a quick summery of what the AI has been saying. "Affirmative. Then we have little else to cover. You have been accredited 1000 G.G.P the in facility currency whose anacronym stands for <<if $pronoun == 1>>Good Girl Points<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Good Guy Points<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Good Guest Points<<elseif !$vagina>>Good Guy Points<<else>>Good Girl Points<</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1>>, with an additional 5000 G.G.P provided from the liquidation of your trust fund<</if>>. Your current daily upkeep cost is <<if $upkeep < 0>>0<<else>>$upkeep<</if>> G.G.P which will be automatically removed from your account at the start of the new day. Of that upkeep cost 100 G.G.P is for your room rental, however, that is reduced by 50 G.G.P for the first week<<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>. A bursary has also been applied to reduce your upkeep by a further 100 G.G.P due to your impoverished financial background<</if>> <<if $backgroundNumber == 5>>. Outside sponsors have provided the following additional concessions through significant donation on your behalf. Due to your fashion background you have been provided the following outfits; <<set _randomOutfit = []>><<set _randomOutfit = _randomOutfit.concatUnique(5, 6, 15, 41, 42, 43, 44, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107, 108, 109, 110, 111, 112, 113, 114, 115, 116, 117, 118, 119)>><<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 8>>. Outside sponsors have provided the following additional concessions through significant donation on your behalf. Due to your previous acting background you have been provided the following outfits; <<set _randomOutfit = []>><<set _randomOutfit = _randomOutfit.concatUnique(15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 38, 69, 70, 89, 90, 91)>><<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >>,<<set _selectedOutfit = _randomOutfit.pluck()>> <<addToWardrobe setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit]>><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_selectedOutfit] >><</if>>", she continues, a number of dings on your new room’s tablet computer accompanying this information as the screen updates to accommodate the changes. Just as you’re gathering your thoughts, looking about your room, Alice chimes in again in her robotic monotone voice, "If you’ll look back to your desk $firstName you’ll find a new trainee introduction pack. Within it is a map of the facilities main sections so that you may better orient yourself. Along with that you’ll additionally find a number of vouchers and flyers for services and items available from the various businesses associated with The Repurposing Center. We hope this helps you acclimate yourself better to your new situation. Please enjoy your stay", your attention brought to a clear see-through folder on your new desk. Most of it’s not massively interesting, but you do spot a few things of note; <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/CandiMakeup.jpg]]</div> Amongst the general advertisements one that catches your attention marks itself as for, "Candi’s Makeup Boutique Stall". You might not normally have taken much note of it, but it does mention that anyone coming to the stall located in the main shopping plaza can get a free Beauty Goo Transformation Box, a sort of high-tech makeup box that can be outfitted with all sorts of extra products. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FlirtyTouch.jpg]]</div> You also spot a small voucher stowed within the pack. With a pink logo for, "Flirty Touch", some sort of nightwear and lingerie store, printed across it, you give it a good look over. After reading all the small print to make sure it’s not a scam, it seems like the voucher should entitle you to a free nightshirt or nightie of your choosing, with absolutely no tricks or schemes to deal with. It might be worth a look, as at least it would give you something to wear at night. Eventually putting the folder down, standing before the desk in your new bedroom, you try and <a data-passage="Room Hub">decide what to do with your day</a>.

<<if $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 5>><<set $backgroundThreeCountdown -= 1>><<if $backgroundThreeCountdown <= 0>><<set $backgroundThreeCountdown = 2>><<if $backgroundNumber == 4>><<set $ggp += 500>> Looking around you notice an officious looking envelope on your desk that’s addressed to you. Sealed with a rather familiar red wax seal, the seal of your family, you break it open to find within a credit chit containing 500 G.G.P, along with a small note wishing you well. Happy to have gained such a thoughtful gift you put the letter to one side. <<if $numberOfComplaints > 0>><<set $numberOfComplaints -= 1>>Just as you’re putting the letter away though you notice there’s something marked on the back. Taking a closer look it’s a secondary message stating that they’ve diligently seen a complaint against you removed from your record within the facility. Even better.<</if>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 5>><<set $makeupSupplies += 30>> Glancing over to your desk you notice a large tub of Beauty Goo from the Beauty Goo Corporation. Checking closer you see a note stating that it’s a gift from an admirer of your styling work, hoping that their gift is well received. It seems to be about 30 doses of the highly adaptive substance, neat.<</if>><</if>><</if>>

You've got a night to yourself, a rarity. Work is fine, as are your friends, but every now and then you just need a breath of fresh air to clear your mind. Not that fresh air is particularly easy to find these days. The cities sprawl way too much, and even most of the suburbs, short of those expensive gated ones, are filled with tall tenement buildings these days. At least near where you live there’s a nice park filled with trees and well-maintained flowerbeds, giving you somewhere nice to go. Having decided to go for a late-night walk through the park, you take in a deep breath. Flowery scents crossing your senses, you feel calmed, at peace. Everything is actually pretty well lit, the colourful blooms all about you along with hedges and even a few topiary creations. Entering the park of course is an added benefit of your apartment contract, a scanner at the entrance having check you to make sure you should be allowed there. Some people complain about such matters, but it does make you feel safer, no homeless people or random street thugs likely to have the rights to get in. It does, however, mean that the place at this time of the night is also extremely quiet. Contemplating how you’ve not seen a single person about; you notice a rumbling from a nearby bush accompanied by the sound of a dog whimpering. Moving closer, wanting to see if you can do anything to help the poor creature, you have no reason to suspect anything untoward. Given how exclusive the park is, you can only guess that the puppy might have been lost by someone taking it out on a late-night walkies, probably leaving them in full panic. Suddenly, a heavily armoured man leaps out from the bush at you, startling you enough that you almost fall backwards over yourself. However, instead you collide with another solid figure behind you, this new assailant quickly grappling you in your stunned and shocked state. Taking advantage of their surprise attack, the one from the bush jabs something into your stomach making you feel weightless yet unable to move. If you had to guess you’d suspect it to be some kind of high-tech stun rod that works painlessly, but in the moment all you can do is reel internally with panic. Hauling your prone form off the path and back behind the bush, one of the figures takes your legs whilst the other takes the upper portion of your form, sharing your weight between them. They seem well co-ordinated, their attire a form of expensive looking full body armour with helmets covering their faces, though the exact details are hard to make out in the low light you now face. What you do notice, however, is that they seem to be approaching some kind of sizeable vehicle. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/CaptureVan.png]]</div> Parked on a patch of grass obscured from the view of any of the park’s paths you get a look at the large vehicle. As you start to get carried closer, still unable to move, you note how well maintained it is, 'Capture Van', written in officious block lettering across the back doors, whatever that means. The man carrying your legs lets go of you, opening the back doors to the vehicle which shows to you numerous cages stacked within, many of which seem to be occupied though again the low light makes that hard to qualify what they’re occupied with. "Throw <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> in carefully, when we pick them up from these neighbourhoods we can’t afford to bruise them. The administrators will have our heads if we do. These sorts are often already valuable to society, but they like us to bring in a few every now and then to bulk out the numbers", he states assertively, opening up one of the better padded cages, for his associate to put you within. Lying limp, your cage and then the van’s doors are both closed, plunging you into a quiet darkness. Next you hear the rumble of the vans engine as it ignites ready to take you away, to be processed into someone of <a data-passage="Arrival Involuntary">value to society</a>.

Finishing your late evening meal, a result of your busy life, you watch as your small robotic maid delivers the plates over to the dishwasher. Robots aren’t commonplace by any means, especially the idealized human-like ones of sci-fi stories, yet small squat units which can vacuum your home and similar basic tasks were becoming the norm for the rich and famous. Far less issues to worry about paying them or being stolen from. Similarly, your ability to order freshly made food from some of the most exclusive restaurants in the city is certainly luxurious and convenient, a symbol of your wealth, but much like your robot, it has limitations. Eating on your own is kind of lonely. Feeling deflated from what should have been a nicer experience, you decide to take a break in one of your designer armchairs to check through your mail, handily placed beside you by that little metal pet of yours. Sinking into the plush embrace of your chair, you contemplate how exhausted you currently feel. Things have just been so samey lately, a drastic change in your life likely necessary to shake up the malaise you feel. It’s not that your life is bad by any means, you’re remarkably successful in truth, just that it doesn’t feel fulfilling. Sighing to yourself, you begin sorting through the already screened letters. That’s when you see it, a particularly official looking piece of mail, the envelope looking rather expensive and stamped with a governmental seal. This in and of itself isn’t too unusual an occurrence, all governmentally sent mail to you is sent on higher quality stationary than most people receive, yet this one seems even more ostentatious than usual. Breaking the ruby red wax seal on the back, once more stamped with a high government brand, you unfurl its contents. It reads: "Greetings esteemed <<if $pronoun == 1>>Madam<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Citizen<<elseif !$vagina>>Sir<<else>>Madam<</if>>, We have selected you as a potential candidate for a special and exceedingly exclusive new government programme. Entrance into the programme is entirely voluntary, however, due to the uniqueness of this offer we advise you to seriously consider it. This programme offers a life changing experience, which from our records we believe will deliver to you the feelings of purpose and accomplishment that you seek. We extend to you the offer to become a trainee under the guidance of The Repurposing Center. Whilst there, you will enjoy all the comforts of our state-of-the-art luxury accommodations, as you receive the best pampering that money can’t buy, along with classes and personal training offered by experts across a wide variety of fields. At the end of your tenure you’ll be matched with either a career or companion, depending on acumen and circumstances, along with a new life path. The facility is government sponsored yet privately owned, creating a winning mix of oversight and innovation that will see you excel within your chosen fields of interest. Please contact us today to invest in your future. For a more extensive collection of details, please contact any government accredited law firm. Kind regards, The Minister for the Governmental Bureau for the Care of National Mental and Physical Welfare" Bellow all of which resides a bold printed telephone number and email address, followed by a large section of tiny print that, no matter how hard you squint, you can’t manage to read. Probably a standard disclaimer and who really reads those? Thinking back to what you’ve heard of The Repurposing Center first before making any decisions you rack your brain for answer. Whilst you’ve never visited it yourself, others in your social circle have. From what they say it seems to be mainly some kind of weird exclusive resort for the rich and famous. However, you also note from your stock portfolio that they have; an expansive media wing with multiple television channels producing constant content, a research wing which conducts extensive research into everything from bio-mods to innovative technologies, a business district, schools, clubs and bars, a large spa complex, nurseries, medical care facilities, agricultural centres, and most amusingly a decent selection of brothels. In fact, your acquaintances who visited it made special mention of the amount of sex related activities there. Though given the luxury resort aspect of the location you’re not surprised about the breadth sexual services on offer. It almost seems like the place is almost a city state in its own right, albeit one that’s squeezed into a single building complex. Everything seems incredibly above board. Though you partly suspect that they might just be trying to court your attention, and resultingly your money, it still sounds exciting. Even if the promises are overstated and not as luxurious as they promise, the change of pace, especially in such a fascinating location, would be just the kind of change you’ve been needing. Rushing over to your phone, the letter in hand, you have a huge smile plastered across your face. Entering the phone number listed in the email, thinking of how lucky you were that a solution to your problems finally presented itself, you wait for a response. You momentarily wonder if you should have contacted some sort of lawyer first but you’re throwing caution to the wind, more interested in having an adventure than anything. That’s when a monotone voice breaks your train of thought. "Thank you for showing interest in The Repurposing Center <<if $pronoun == 1>>Madam<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Citizen<<elseif !$vagina>>Sir<<else>>Madam<</if>>. We are glad that you have received our message and have contacted us for more information. The programme you have been offered is an intense matchmaking and career adjustment course. It is freeform to give you the freedom to steer its direction to best suite you, whilst having the possibility of impositions by experts to broaden your horizons. It is, however, a one-way process. Intended to create emotional bonds which will last a lifetime. Does this interest you?", the voice asks you, the tone making it sound like a recorded digitized message despite how reactive it seems to be. "I’m interested", you caution, hoping to hear more. "Then your application has been accepted, congratulations. A government escort will be arriving to pick you up in 15 minutes. Please be at your apartment complex's front door at that time. You will not need to bring anything with you", the mysterious phone responder answers, the connection breaking. Surprised at the efficiency of the system, slightly in shock, you put the phone down, only giving passing thought to the part about not needing to bring anything before [[racing downstairs to your building's front door|Background Voluntary 3b]].

Returning home from a late evening meal, a result of your busy life, you feel the cool night air against your skin. Being able to dine out at some of the most exclusive restaurants in the city is certainly luxurious and convenient but eating on your own is kind of lonely. Feeling deflated from what should have been a nicer experience, you continue your short walk home. In most instances you wouldn’t walk about, especially at night, but the restaurant was within the same gated city ward as your apartment. Given that certain districts of the city require identification scans to enter, those below a certain standing completely unable to enter, it’s rare for muggings to occur in such areas these days. Some complained that denying right of access to public land and services was a government overreach, however, the success of the program in tackling street crime cannot be ignored. Rain beginning to fall from the sky between the tall neon glowing buildings, you notice a welcoming looking art gallery with the lights still on. An art gallery you’ve noticed previously and have yet to see open in your night-time forays. Deciding it might be a good place to wait out the weather, you quickly duck-in, the door ringing with a small bell to signal your arrival. White, brightly lit, and airy, it seems nice. Relaxing even. The art is remarkably varied, none of the names of the artists recognizable, but especially in your current malaise it’s refreshingly enjoyable. Weirdly, you don’t spot any other people around, not even an art curator looking after the store. Still, the quiet is part of the charm, and it’s not as if automated stores aren’t commonplace these days. You suppose that it’s possible that if you show enough interest in a specific piece the store might contact you about purchasing it. Not seeing any reason to worry, you begin wandering about the gallery floor. Many of the pieces at first seem to be subtly sexual in nature, sculptures which catch your eye as seemingly like naked curves and intertwined bodies. This only gets more explicit as you walk deeper into the collection, paintings of nude bodies bound and splayed, black and white photography of orgies, and a sculpture which looks the spitting image of a vagina. It’s all delightfully naughty, the kind of things you’d place in one of your guest rooms to surprise your friends with down the line. The visit quickly turning into just what you needed to add some pep to your day. Then you see it. A black curtained section with a sign standing beside it which reads, "Employment Opportunities - Multimedia Art Instillation". Titillated by the mystery, you briefly wonder what could be inside. The title evoking thoughts of a peep show involving strippers or some other kind of erotic dancers. Throwing caution to the wind in your excitement you slip inside, curiosity getting the better of you. Behind the curtain is a small room with the far wall instead replaced with a large screen which springs to life upon your arrival. Surprisingly, it seems to show <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>a nude man on a stage framed by a spotlight, a thick sliver collar around his neck twinkling in the light. Watching on, you see how he follows a variety of highly sexual poses called out to him from off screen, his sizeable penis constantly on show<<else>>a female on a stage framed by a spotlight, a thick silver collar around her neck twinkling in the light. Watching on, you see how she follows a variety of highly sexual poses called out to her from off screen, her wet pussy constantly on show<</if>>. Finally, as your own arousal begins to build from the scene laid out before you, <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>the male slave being auctioned off to the still unseen crowd<<else>>the female slave being auctioned off to the still unseen crowd<</if>>. Suddenly, a heavily armoured imposing figure pushes its way out through a side curtain you didn’t think was passable, startling you enough that you almost fall backwards over yourself. However, instead you collide with another solid body behind you, this new arrival blocking your escape. "Sorry <<if $pronoun == 1>>Miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Citizen<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Miss<<else>>Sir<</if>>, but you’ll need to come with us. By the authority invested in us by the Assisted Defence statute. It has been ascertained that you are prime candidate for a government program I do not currently have the liberty to disclose. As amended within the Citizens Charter of Rights, it would be a crime to resist out acquisition attempt, therefore it is in your best interests to comply", the figure in front of you states, his voice muffled by the full-face helmet he wears. You want to say something, to defend yourself. You are an important person after all. However, you never have the chance. Instead, you begin going limp, the one from behind you lightly tapping something against your side which makes you feel weightless yet unable to move. If you had to guess you’d suspect it to be some kind of high-tech stun rod that works painlessly, but in the moment all you can do is reel internally with panic. The man who previously talked hauling your prone form over his shoulder in a surprisingly delicate fireman’s lift, the pair head back through the curtained area he entered from. Now in a better lit back room, you see they seem well co-ordinated, their attire a form of expensive looking full body armour with helmets covering their faces, though the exact details are hard to make out from your position. What you do notice, however, is that they keep moving until they reach an indoor loading bay containing a sizeable vehicle. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/CaptureVan.png]]</div> Parked perfectly, fitting in a concrete recess in full lighting, you get a look at the large vehicle. As you start to get carried closer, still unable to move, you note how well maintained it is, 'Capture Van', written in officious block lettering across the back doors, whatever that means. The man not carrying you opening the back doors to the vehicle, you see inside numerous cages stacked within, many of which seem to be occupied though again from your upside down angle it makes that hard to qualify what they’re occupied with. "Put <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> in gently, in one of the padded cages. When we pick them up from here it means they are either practically born to be part of the program, or someone specifically wants them in it. They get even the slightest bump and the administrators will have our heads, maybe literally. These sorts are often already important to society, but they like us to bring one in every now and then to add some high quality merchandise to the roster", your carrier states assertively, onehandedly opening up the nicest padded cage they have. Lying limply, he delicately places you within, your cage and then the van’s doors are soon after both closed, plunging you into a quiet darkness. Next you hear the duel rumble of the van’s engine and a metal shutter door as they ready themselves to take you away. Trapped within a shockingly plush cage, all you can do is wait to be processed by <a data-passage="Arrival Involuntary">this mysterious program</a>.

You've got a night to yourself, a rarity. Work is fine, as are your friends, but every now and then you just need a night to yourself to clear your mind. Not that it’s too relaxing a night given that you have a decent backlog of chores to work through. Living such a busy life is all well and good, yet eventually you need to do the basics to maintain your nice apartment, such as the dusting and the washing up. Bored and tired, you decide to take a break to check through your online message. As you sink into your leather computer chair, you contemplate how exhausted you currently feel. Things have just been so samey lately, a drastic change in your life likely necessary to shake up the malaise you feel. It’s not that your life is bad by any means, just that it doesn’t feel fulfilling. Sighing to yourself, you begin sorting through your emails. That’s when you see it, a particularly official looking message automatically marked as a priority by your email service. This in and of itself isn’t too unusual an occurrence, all governmentally sent mail receiving the same treatment to ensure it reaches the recipient. Still, it’s more the contents that stand out to you. It reads: "Greetings <<if $pronoun == 1>>Madam<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Citizen<<elseif !$vagina>>Sir<<else>>Madam<</if>>, We have selected you as a potential candidate for a new government programme. Entrance into the programme is entirely voluntary, however, due to the exclusivity of this offer we advise you to seriously consider it. This programme offers a life changing experience which from our records we believe will allow for you to achieve a vocation both more suitable and more enjoyable to you. We extend to you the offer to become a trainee under the guidance of The Repurposing Center. Whilst there, you will enjoy all the comforts of our luxury accommodations, as you receive the best education that money can’t buy, training offered by experts across a wide variety of fields. At the end of your tenure you’ll be provided with a home for life, along with an extensive array of rare and interesting job opportunities. The facility is government sponsored yet privately owned, creating a winning mix of oversight and innovation that will see you excel within your chosen fields of interest. Please contact us today to invest in your future. For a more extensive collection of details, please contact any government accredited law firm. Kind regards, The Governmental Bureau for the Care of National Mental and Physical Welfare" Bellow all of which resides a bold printed telephone number and email address, followed by a large section of tiny print that, no matter how hard you squint, you can’t manage to read. Probably a standard disclaimer and who really reads those? Choosing to investigate this mysterious The Repurposing Center first before making any decisions you switch over to your internet browser, typing in the name. Interestingly, it seems to be mainly some kind of weird exclusive resort for the rich and famous. However, you also note that they have; an expansive media wing with multiple television channels producing constant content, a research wing which conducts extensive research into everything from bio-mods to innovative technologies, a business district, schools, clubs and bars, a large spa complex, nurseries, medical care facilities, agricultural centres, and most amusingly a decent selection of brothels. Though given the luxury resort aspect of the location you’re not surprised about the sexual services on offer. It almost seems like the place is almost a city state in its own right, albeit one that’s squeezed into a single building complex. Everything seems incredibly above board. Though you partly suspect that they might just be trying to drum up interns to run coffee rounds and other gopher jobs, it still sounds exciting. Even if the promises are overstated the change of pace, especially in such a shiny location, would be just the kind of change you’ve been needing. Rushing over to your phone, the written-out phone number in hand, you have a huge smile plastered across your face. Entering the phone number listed in the email, thinking of how lucky you were that a solution to your problems finally presented itself, you wait for a response. You momentarily wonder if you should have contacted some sort of lawyer first but you’re throwing caution to the wind, more interested in having an adventure than anything. Then a monotone voice breaks your train of thought. "Thank you for showing interest in The Repurposing Center, if you would like to submit an application for the program please press 1 ...", following the instructions you press the ‘1’ key. "Your application has been accepted, congratulations. A government escort will be arriving to pick you up in 15 minutes. Please be at your apartment complex's front door at that time. You will not need to bring anything with you". Surprised at the efficiency of the system, you put the phone down. Only giving passing thought to the part about not needing to bring anything before [[racing downstairs to your building's front door|Background Voluntary 2b]].

As you pull open the doors and pass by your doormen, you see a large vehicle parked in the short term parking in front of your building, 'Capture Van', written in officious block lettering across the back doors, whatever that means. Two heavily armoured men leap from the driver and passenger side doors, startling you enough that you almost fall over yourself. The two men swiftly approach you, one looking you over before standing deferentially still, whilst the other holds up a large portable tablet. Nodding, the driver heads back towards the front of the van whilst the other man eases up his stance and opens the rear doors. You think you spot some sort of mesh or cage inside, though it is hard to make out in the darkness. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/CaptureVan.png]]</div> "Sorry in advance for the quality of the transport <<if $pronoun == 1>>Miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Citizen<<elseif !$vagina>>Sir<<else>>Miss<</if>>. Everything is above board, this is standard procedure, your application has gone through the system and been processed. We’re here to transport you to the facility. Sadly, we have to bring you in one of the cages we have at the back. Regulation procedure <<if $pronoun == 1>>Miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Citizen<<elseif !$vagina>>Sir<<else>>Miss<</if>>. Partly it’s to put the trainees all on the same standing, partly it’s for efficiency purposes, allowing us to do pick-up’s in less than 20 minutes from contact", the male guard comments, his voice slightly muffled by his full face helmet. Continuing he adds, "However, you can opt out now if you wish to. The facility has a habit of changing people, you know physically with the number of bio-mods flying around, and I hear there’s a lot of sex involved for trainee programme members. It might not be up to the standards you’re used to, if I may intrude by saying so. If you don’t find that agreeable, then now would be the last chance to quit. The programme doesn’t allow for those who’ve agreed to it to drop out halfway through". Shaking your head to the thought of quitting now, already committed to the idea, you steel yourself. Even with the new revelations of sex and some sort of body changing, you’re still looking forward to the opportunities being presented to you. After all, a little change physically here or there could be good, body mods are stylish, and you can always swap them out in the future if you don’t like them. You let the man help you up into the back of the van. Now you are clearly able to confirm your previous suspicions that yes, the back of the van was filled with cages. Helping you settle into a large sized padded cage with a cushion and blanket; the man gives you a short nod and a reassuring smile before finishing up his duties. You are plunged into darkness as the doors close behind you. You hear the rumble of the van's engine as it ignites ready to <a data-passage="Arrival Voluntary"> take you away to adventure</a>.

As you pull open the doors, you see a large vehicle parked outside, 'Capture Van', written in officious block lettering across the back doors, whatever that means. Two heavily armoured men leap from the driver and passenger side doors, startling you enough that you almost fall over yourself. The two men swiftly approach you, one looking you over, whilst the other holds up a large portable tablet. Nodding, the driver heads back towards the front of the van whilst the other man opens the rear doors. You think you spot some sort of mesh or cage, though it is hard to make out in the darkness. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/CaptureVan.png]]</div> "Don’t worry <<if $pronoun == 1>>Miss<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Citizen<<elseif !$vagina>>Sir<<else>>Miss<</if>>, everything is alright, this is just standard procedure. Your application has gone through and been processed. We’re here to transport you to the facility. Now, sadly, we have to bring you in one of the cages we have at the back. Regulation procedure you see. However, you can opt out now if you want to. The facility has a habit of changing people, you know physically with the number of bio-mods flying around, and I hear there’s a lot of sex involved for you trainee programme members. If you’re not feeling those possibilities, then now’s the last chance to quit". Shaking your head to the thought of quitting now, already committed to the idea, you steel yourself. Even with the new revelations of sex and some sort of body changing, you’re still looking forward to the opportunities being presented to you. After all, a little change physically here or there could be good, body mods are pretty expensive normally too. You let the man help you up into the back of the van. Now you are clearly able to confirm your previous suspicions that yes, the back of the van was filled with cages. Helping you settle into a decent sized padded cage; the man gives you a short nod and a reassuring smile before finishing up his duties. You are plunged into darkness as the doors close behind you. You hear the rumble of the van's engine as it ignites ready to <a data-passage="Arrival Voluntary"> take you away to adventure</a>.

<<if $backgroundNumber == 2>><<set $ears = 1>><<set $tail = 1>><</if>>Before you are the forms asking for your details. However, due to your currently restrained state the lab coat wearing man is both reading from them and filling them in for you. <hr><div align="center">New Induction Form</div> First Name : <<if $penis>><<textbox "$firstName" "John">><<else>><<textbox "$firstName" "Jane">><</if>> Second Name : <<textbox "$secondName" "Smith">> Age : <<textbox "$startAge" 22>> Occupation : <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>none<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 1>>none<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 2>>sales assistant<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 3>>criminal<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 4>>investor<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 5>>personal stylist<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 6>>bureaucrat<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>>office worker<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 8>>student<</if>> Hair Colour:<table> <tr> Brown <<radiobutton "$hairColour" "brown" checked>> </tr> <tr> Blonde <<radiobutton "$hairColour" "blonde">> </tr> <tr> Red <<radiobutton "$hairColour" "red">> </tr> <tr> Orange <<radiobutton "$hairColour" "orange">> </tr> <tr> Black<<radiobutton "$hairColour" "black">> </tr> </table> Hair Length:<table> <tr> Close Cut <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 1 checked>> </tr> <tr> Loose Cut <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 2>> </tr> <tr> Upper-Neck Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 3>> </tr> <tr> Mid-Neck Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 4>> </tr> <tr> Shoulder Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 5>> </tr> <tr> Upper-Back Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 6>> </tr><<if $backgroundNumber == 2|| $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><tr>Mid-Back Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 7>></tr><tr>Lower-Back Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 8>></tr><tr>Ass Length <<radiobutton "$hairLength" 9>></tr><</if>></table> Eye Colour:<table> <tr> Brown <<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "brown" checked>> </tr> <tr> Blue <<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "blue" >> </tr> <tr> Green <<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "green">> </tr> <tr> Grey <<radiobutton "$eyes.colour" "grey">> </tr> </table> Height in inches: <<textbox "$height" 70>> Skin tone:<table> <tr> Pale <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "pale" checked>> </tr> <tr> Fair <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "fair">> </tr> <tr> Tanned <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "tanned">> </tr> <tr> Olive <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "olive">> </tr> <tr> Dark <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "dark">> </tr> <tr> Very Dark <<radiobutton "$skinTone" "very dark">> </tr> </table> Face Freckles:<table> <tr> None <<radiobutton "$faceFreckles" 0 checked>> </tr> <tr> Light <<radiobutton "$faceFreckles" 1>> </tr> <tr> Medium <<radiobutton "$faceFreckles" 2>> </tr> <tr> Heavy <<radiobutton "$faceFreckles" 3>> </tr> </table> Body Freckles:<table> <tr> None <<radiobutton "$bodyFreckles" 0 checked>> </tr> <tr> Light <<radiobutton "$bodyFreckles" 1>> </tr> <tr> Medium <<radiobutton "$bodyFreckles" 2>> </tr> <tr> Heavy <<radiobutton "$bodyFreckles" 3>> </tr> </table><<if $penis>> Penis Size:<table> <tr> Small <<radiobutton "$penisSize" 1>> </tr> <tr> Normal <<radiobutton "$penisSize" 2 checked>> </tr> <tr> Large <<radiobutton "$penisSize" 3>> </tr> <tr> Very large <<radiobutton "$penisSize" 4>> </tr> <tr> Huge <<radiobutton "$penisSize" 5>> </tr> </table> Ball Size:<table> <tr> Small <<radiobutton "$ballSize" 2>> </tr> <tr> Average <<radiobutton "$ballSize" 3 checked>> </tr> <tr> Above Average <<radiobutton "$ballSize" 4>> </tr> <tr> Egg-sized <<radiobutton "$ballSize" 5>> </tr> </table><</if>><<if $breastSize >= 1>> Breast Size:<table> <tr> A-Cup <<radiobutton "$breastSize" 1 checked>> </tr> <tr> B-Cup <<radiobutton "$breastSize" 2>> </tr> <tr> C-Cup <<radiobutton "$breastSize" 3>> </tr> <tr> D-Cup <<radiobutton "$breastSize" 4>> </tr><<if $backgroundNumber == 2|| $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><tr>DD-Cup <<radiobutton "$breastSize" 5>></tr><tr>E-Cup <<radiobutton "$breastSize" 6>></tr><</if>></table><</if>> Shoulder width:<table> <tr> Thin <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 2>><<else>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 1>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Average <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 3 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 2 checked>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Broad <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 4>><<else>><<radiobutton "$shoulderWidth" 3>><</if>> </tr> </table> Hip width:<table> <tr> Thin <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 1>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 2>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Average <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 2 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 3 checked>><</if>> </tr> <tr> Broad <<if $startGender>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 3>><<else>><<radiobutton "$hipSize" 4>><</if>> </tr> </table> Body Weight:<table> <tr> Thin <<radiobutton "$weight" 20>> </tr> <tr> Below Average <<radiobutton "$weight" 40 checked>> </tr> <tr> Average <<radiobutton "$weight" 50>> </tr> <tr> Above Average <<radiobutton "$weight" 60>> </tr> <tr> Large <<radiobutton "$weight" 80>> </tr> </table> Muscle build:<table> <tr> Weak <<radiobutton "$muscles" 20>> </tr> <tr> Average <<radiobutton "$muscles" 40 checked>> </tr> <tr> Muscular <<radiobutton "$muscles" 70>> </tr> </table> <<if $startGender>>Masculinity:<table> <tr> Androgynous <<radiobutton "$femininity" 0>> </tr> <tr> Below Average <<radiobutton "$femininity" -10>> </tr> <tr> Average <<radiobutton "$femininity" -20 checked>> </tr> <tr> Above Average <<radiobutton "$femininity" -30>> </tr><<if $backgroundNumber == 3|| $backgroundNumber == 4>><tr>Masculine <<radiobutton "$femininity" -40>></tr><tr>Very Masculine <<radiobutton "$femininity" -50>></tr><</if>></table><<else>>Femininity:<table> <tr> Androgynous <<radiobutton "$femininity" 0>> </tr> <tr> Below Average <<radiobutton "$femininity" 10>> </tr> <tr> Average <<radiobutton "$femininity" 20 checked>> </tr> <tr> Above Average <<radiobutton "$femininity" 30>> </tr><<if $backgroundNumber == 2|| $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><tr>Feminine <<radiobutton "$femininity" 40>></tr><tr>Very Feminine <<radiobutton "$femininity" 50>></tr><</if>></table><</if>> <<button [[Submit Details|Processing Confirm Non TF]]>><</button>>

<<set $height = Math.trunc($height)>><<if !Number.isInteger($height)>><<set $height = 66>><</if>><<if isNaN($height)>><<set $height = 66>><</if>><<if isNaN($muscles)>><<set $muscles = 50>><</if>><<if $startAge <18>><<set $startAge = 18>><<set $age = $startAge>><<elseif $startAge > 80>><<set $startAge = 80>><<set $age = $startAge>><<elseif $startAge >= 18 && $startAge <= 80>><<set $age = $startAge>><<else>><<set $startAge = 22>><<set $age = $startAge>><</if>>Before you is the filled in form asking for your details. <hr><div align="center">New Induction Form</div> First Name : $firstName Second Name : $secondName Age : $age Gender : <<if $pronoun == 1>>female<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>male<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>gender fluid individual<<elseif $penis == true>>male<<else>>female<</if>> Occupation : <<if $backgroundNumber == 0>>none<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 1>>none<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 2>>sales assistant<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 3>>criminal<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 4>>investor<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 5>>personal stylist<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 6>>bureaucrat<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 7>>office worker<<elseif $backgroundNumber == 8>>student<</if>> Hair Colour: $hairColour Hair Length: <<checkHair>> Eye Colour: $eyes.colour Height in inches: $height Skin tone : $skinTone Face Freckles: <<if $faceFreckles == 0>>none<<elseif $faceFreckles == 1>>light<<elseif $faceFreckles == 2>>medium<<elseif $faceFreckles == 3>>heavy<</if>> Body Freckles: <<if $bodyFreckles == 0>>none<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 1>>light<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 2>>medium<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 3>>heavy<</if>><<if $breastSize >= 1>> Breast Size: <<checkBreast>><</if>><<if $penis>> Penis size: <<checkPenis>><</if>><<if $balls>> Ball size: <<checkBalls>><</if>> Shoulder width: <<if $startGender>><<if $shoulderWidth == 2>>Thin<<elseif $shoulderWidth == 3>>Average<<elseif $shoulderWidth == 4>>Broad<</if>><<else>><<if $shoulderWidth == 1>>Thin<<elseif $shoulderWidth == 2>>Average<<elseif $shoulderWidth == 3>>Broad<</if>><</if>> Hip width: <<if $startGender>><<if $hipSize == 1>>Thin<<elseif $hipSize == 2>>Average<<elseif $hipSize == 3>>Broad<</if>><<else>><<if $hipSize == 2>>Thin<<elseif $hipSize == 3>>Average<<elseif $hipSize == 4>>Broad<</if>><</if>> Body Weight: <<if $weight == 20>>Thin<<elseif $weight == 40>>Below Average<<elseif $weight == 50>>Average<<elseif $weight == 60>>Above Average<<elseif $weight == 80>>Large<</if>> Muscle build: <<if $muscles == 20>>Weak<<elseif $muscles == 40>>Average<<elseif $muscles == 70>>Muscular<</if>> <<if $femininity >= 0>>Femininity<<else>>Masculinity<</if>> level: <<checkFem>> <<set _tempSub = $submission>><<if $backgroundNumber == 3>><<set _tempSub -= 50>><<elseif $backgroundNumber == 6>><<set _tempSub += 50>><</if>><<if _tempSub >= 0>>Submissiveness<<else>>Dominance<</if>><<if _tempSub < 0>><<set _tempSub = 0 - _tempSub>><</if>> score: _tempSub <hr> "That's it then", the man in the labcoat says, "unless any of the [[information is wrong?|Processing Customize Non TF]]". [[Finish the form|Processing Non TF][$holderInt = 3]]

<<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><</if>><<addTime>>"That all seems to be in order", the man in the lab coat says to you with a smile, "The next part is just a small injection and after that you'll be better than ever". The lab coat bedecked man proceeds to walk over to the cabinet in the back of the room, which finally opens after a short process of locks and keypads. Sadly, in the position you're fixed in, you can't get a good view of what's inside the cabinet. Though that doesn't really matter as he approaches you momentarily, a hypodermic needle in hand. "Don't worry it'll be over before you know it", smiles the man in the lab coat soothingly as he jabs the hypodermic into your arm and depresses the plunger. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/ClinicChair.jpg]]</div> A warm feeling spreads over your body, feeling nice, peaceful even. Given the circumstances you tense slightly, at least internally, as your body feels too loose and rubbery to really tense up at the moment. However, nothing really seems to happen. It’s shockingly uneventful even. The most it really seems to be doing other than making you limp is that you feel slightly more healthy, full of vim and vigour. <<if $startAge > 22>><<set $age = 22>>Then again, you suspect you might have also become more youthful, at least if your skin quality and endless energy is anything to go by.<</if>> After a few minutes the man in the lab coat approaches once more, <<if $submission >= 5>>"See, all for the better", he comments with a chuckle.<<elseif $submission < 5>>"You can stop causing trouble now, all for the better", he comments with a chuckle.<</if>> <<if !$penis && $submission >= 5>>"I'll say", responds the agent, "Hot enough that I'd be more than happy to have a go with her".<<elseif $submission >= 5>>"I'll say", responds the agent, "<<if $pronoun == 1>>She<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>He<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>They<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>She<<else>>He<</if>> came out really well".<<elseif $submission <= -10 && !$penis>>"Nice job", responds the agent, "Hot enough that I can’t wait for my chance to have a go with her".<<else>>"Good job once again Doc", responds the agent, "See, no reason for complaining".<</if>><<if $alwaysFertile>><<set $impregnatable = true>><<set $fertility = 10 + ($hipSize * 3)>> Standing in deep thought for a moment, as if trying to remember something, the doctor comments, "Wait, wait. Just a moment longer. According to your records we have you down for a fertility programme, at least I’m pretty certain you are. I just need to give you another quick shot, and then you’ll be sorted". Too woozy to respond, you wait quietly, another injection being applied to you as promised, the man in the lab coat explaining, "And … done. That should make it so that you’re capable of getting pregnant, as long as you’ve got the correct configuration of genitals that is. The serum you’ve just taken should also make you immune to most forms of contraceptive, so no getting around your new found fertility either. The serum also will ensure your pregnancies come to fruition much more rapidly than usual, over just a week or so, and with significantly fewer negative effects on your body. As for if you somehow manage to swap out your genitals mid pregnancy, your body has a special way of dealing with such circumstances, effectively regressing the pregnancy but sustaining it within you until you’re viable again. Well, I think that explains everything. Probably best to avoid casual sex if you don’t want to become a mother in the near future". Tensing up slightly, even in your current state, you realize what this means. <<if $vagina>>If anyone gets up into your pussy there’s a very real risk you could become pregnant!<<else>>If you end up with a vagina and someone makes use of it, then there’s a very real risk you could become pregnant!<</if>><</if>> The government agent starts unstrapping you, but you're too woozy to do much other than get up, supported by the agent. Looking around you can see the other two prisoners still strapped down, however, neither of them seem any different than when you saw them earlier either. Do you: [[Accept what has happened to you?|The Showers 1][if($submission<=97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;}; $radcliffRelationship +=3; $davisRelationship +=5]] [[Quietly weep over the mystery injection?|The Showers 1][if($submission<=98){$submission += 2;}else{$submission = 100;}; $davisRelationship +=2]] [[Respond with shouts of anger?|The Showers 1][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;}; $radcliffRelationship -=3; $davisRelationship -=5]]

<<if $hairLength >= 2>><<set $hairLength -= 1>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 1>><</if>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><</if>>You nod at the man in the lab coat, the best you can manage in your woozy state. He smiles and walks over to the cabinet again to start rummaging for another hypodermic needle of the treatment you've just received. You move to get back on the bondage chair, but the agent stops you. "No need. We only strap you down in case you cause trouble, but you're a good one. I'm not worried about you causing any trouble, especially not in the state you’re currently in", comments the agent into your ear. The hot breath on your neck feels lovely, so much so that you nuzzle towards him as he holds you to keep you from falling. "Here we go, round two. Glad you chose to get the booster. The more you work with us the better off you'll be in the end. Being attractive and compliant will make you sell much better, and trust me, you want that", speaks the man in the lab coat soothingly as he much more delicately injects you with the hypodermic, stroking your arm to make you feel better. Almost immediately the warm tingling returns. This time it feels more spread out, immediately focusing in a number of locations where it seems to feel hotter. Your scalp feels the familiar tingle and once again your $hairColour hair recedes back into a shorter state. Additionally, your face feels odd, but you can't place what is happening to it. Next, you notice how rugged and sensitive you feel, everything feeling so good. Previously, you were strapped down to the chair but this time you have two men touching you, holding you, making you feel amazing as your senses go into overload. <<if $penis>>Finally you feel the heat expend through your crotch, your still hidden cock and balls feeling swollen more so than ever, bulging out in your pants.<</if>>. As all your senses peak in wonderful bliss, you feel another of the unusual orgasms. Maybe this is just how you'll feel every time now, maybe you should have ended up here sooner you think as you rub yourself against the two men moaning and purring in contentment. "That's it, everything's done", states the doctor jovially. "Though I do hope to see you again, and from that performance I think the feeling is mutual". As you get your bearings back slightly you look past your <<if $breastSize > 0>>boobs<<else>>chest<</if>> and spot a wet patch has formed around the crotch of your pants. You really have been having a lot of fun from this new change in lifestyle. Hopefully you can keep living like this, you idly wonder before you [[come back around to the situation|The Showers 1]].

<<if $hairLength <= 2>><<set $hairLength = 1>><<else>><<set $hairLength -= 1>><</if>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><</if>><<if $startAge > 22>><<set $age = 22>><</if>><<addTime>><<if lastVisited("Processing Non Volunteer Choice") is 1>>"Please can I have the lesser treatment", you ask quietly, not wanting to debase yourself to your captors. "I don't know if that's going to be enough", smiles the lab coat wearing man, "You'll have to try a little better than that. Maybe, you could mention how happy you are that we're offering you this opportunity, and how you deserve this all really. That really, this is what you've always been meant for". The emotions of the situation welling up within you, producing a couple of silent tears that run down your cheek, you answer dejectedly, "Please can I have the lesser treatment. I promise that I'll be good for you, and that I appreciate everything that you're doing for me. I'm not fit to be left alone, so it's good that you're now looking after me. I feel like that is where I'm truly meant to be. Thank you". <</if>>"Excellent, I would have preferred to administer the other option. But, still, this is your choice not mine", the man in the lab coat says to you with a smile, "The next part is just as we went over, it's just a small injection and after that you'll be better than ever". The lab coat bedecked man proceeds to walk over to the cabinet in the back of the room, which finally opens after a short process of locks and keypads. Sadly, in the position you're fixed in, you can't get a good view of what's inside the cabinet. Though that doesn't really matter as he approaches you momentarily, a hypodermic needle in hand. "Don't worry, it'll be over before you know it", smiles the man in the labcoat soothingly as he jabs the hypodermic into your arm and depresses the plunger. A warm feeling spreads over your body, feeling nice, peaceful even. The warm feeling flows up into your head before growing a little hotter. A minute later you’ve yet to see what the point of all of this was, despite the agent and the doctor continuing to watch you as if they’re waiting for something. The weird heat in your scalp begins to itch and you wonder if it’s a side effect of whatever they injected you with, or maybe just a result of you thinking about it. As you try to ignore the itching feeling suddenly the sensation intensifies followed by a slight tickle across your scalp. "That’s weird", you think, as you can clearly see both of your captors. Maybe it again could just be your imagination. Just then, before your eyes in the reflection of the chair’s fittings, you notice your $hairColour hair seems to be losing length. Oddly, what should be frightening you doesn't. Instead, you feel good, tingly even and just a little woolly headed. You know you should be worried, maybe even shouting out about what’s happening to you, oddly you don’t seem to be able to, it’s almost as if something is controlling your actions. Looking down at your body you feel more sensitive, your skin rubbing against your clothes feels sensual. And mentioning your clothes they seem a lot tighter than you previously thought. Or maybe not. No, it’s your body growing slightly in both height and build making your clothes fit straining at the seams against you. You look down at your arms and see them become bulkier, muscular even. Your hands too look broader than they did previously, gaining mass but also becoming what to you seems rougher. Looking more closely you notice that the hair on your arms has become thicker and instead additional hair seem to grow where previously it didn’t. You start to contemplate how masculine your new arm looks and how proud you are of it, before you catch yourself realising that you’re a lot more frightened by the situation than anything, even if you still seem physically unable to express these fears. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/ClinicChair.jpg]]</div> Your reverie, helped by the amazing feeling from your nipples rubbing against your top, is finally interrupted as you feel the heat start to move again, making its way down your body. Finally, it stops around your waist, the warmth spreading in particular to your crotch until the heat gets so intense you almost pass out. <<if !$startGender>>After the previous changes your logical mind has a sinking feeling about what is going to happen next, but your body just continues to act on the bliss and pleasure you’re feeling, overriding it. Abruptly you, feel an odd, pressured feeling start to spread within your pants, you can't see what is happening but if the disappearance of your breasts is any indication, you can probably guess. Again, you feel weirdly calm in the knowledge that you're being stripped of your womanhood, too sure<<else>>After the previous changes, all focused on making you more masculine, you’re not sure what to expect. But regardless of your concern, your body continues to act on the bliss and pleasure you’re feeling, overriding more cognisant thoughts. Abruptly you feel an odd, wet feeling start to spread within your pants, a distinct smell of wanton arousal filling the air<</if>>. Maybe it's the treatment making you feel this way, maybe it's what you've always wanted, in your current state you can't tell. All you can tell is that this all feels amazing, and with an orgasm unlike any you've experienced before, the heat starts to recede. After a few minutes the man in the lab coat approaches once more, <<if $submission >= 5>>"See, all for the better", he comments with a chuckle.<<elseif $submission < 5>>"You can stop causing trouble now, all for the better", he comments with a chuckle.<</if>> <<if !$penis && $submission >= 5>>"I'll say", responds the agent, "Hot enough that I'd be more than happy to have a go with her".<<elseif $submission >= 5>>"I'll say", responds the agent, "<<if $pronoun == 1>>She<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>He<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>They<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>She<<else>>He<</if>> came out really well".<<elseif $submission <= -10 && !$penis>>"Nice job", responds the agent, "Hot enough that I can’t wait for my chance to have a go with her".<<else>>"Good job once again Doc", responds the agent, "See, no reason for complaining".<</if>><<if $alwaysFertile>><<set $impregnatable = true>><<set $fertility = 10 + ($hipSize * 3)>> Standing in deep thought for a moment, as if trying to remember something, the doctor comments, "Wait, wait. Just a moment longer. According to your records we have you down for a fertility programme, at least I’m pretty certain you are. I just need to give you another quick shot, and then you’ll be sorted". Too woozy to respond, you wait quietly, another injection being applied to you as promised, the man in the lab coat explaining, "And … done. That should make it so that you’re capable of getting pregnant, as long as you’ve got the correct configuration of genitals that is. The serum you’ve just taken should also make you immune to most forms of contraceptive, so no getting around your new found fertility either. The serum also will ensure your pregnancies come to fruition much more rapidly than usual, over just a week or so, and with significantly fewer negative effects on your body. As for if you somehow manage to swap out your genitals mid pregnancy, your body has a special way of dealing with such circumstances, effectively regressing the pregnancy but sustaining it within you until you’re viable again. Well, I think that explains everything. Probably best to avoid casual sex if you don’t want to become a mother in the near future". Tensing up slightly, even in your current state, you realize what this means. <<if $vagina>>If anyone gets up into your pussy there’s a very real risk you could become pregnant!<<else>>If you end up with a vagina and someone makes use of it, then there’s a very real risk you could become pregnant!<</if>><</if>> The government agent starts unstrapping you, but you're too woozy to do much other than get up, supported by the agent. Looking around you can see the other two prisoners still strapped down, however neither of them seem any different than when you saw them earlier. Do you: [[Accept what has happened to you?|The Showers 1][if($submission<=97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;}; $radcliffRelationship +=3; $davisRelationship +=5]] [[Quietly weep for your lost former form?|The Showers 1][if($submission<=98){$submission += 2;}else{$submission = 100;}; $davisRelationship +=2]] [[Respond with shouts of anger?|The Showers 1][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;}; $radcliffRelationship -=3; $davisRelationship -=5]]<<if $submission >= 10>> "You could always get a booster shot of our treatment", the man in the lab coat says, "It'll make you more desirable to customers. And remember. The more desirable you are, the better off you are". [[Accept the offer for more extensive treatment?|Take Additional Masc Treatment][if($submission<=90){$submission += 10;}else{$submission = 100;}; $masculinity +=20; $muscles += 10; if($penis){$penisSize += 1; $ballSize += 1}; $radcliffRelationship +=10; $davisRelationship +=5; $booster = true]]<</if>>

<<if $hairLength <= 3>><<set $hairLength = 1>><<else>><<set $hairLength -= 2>><</if>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><</if>><<if !$startGender>><<set $shoulderWidth += 1>><<set $hipSize -= 1>><</if>><<if $startAge > 22>><<set $age = 22>><</if>><<addTime>>"That all seems to be in order", the man in the lab coat says to you with a smile, "The next part is just as we went over, it's just a small injection and after that you'll be better than ever". The lab coat bedecked man proceeds to walk over to the cabinet in the back of the room, which finally opens after a short process of locks and keypads. Sadly, in the position you're fixed in, you can't get a good view of what's inside the cabinet. Though that doesn't really matter as he approaches you momentarily, a hypodermic needle in hand. "Don't worry it'll be over before you know it", smiles the man in the lab coat soothingly as he jabs the hypodermic into your arm and depresses the plunger. A warm feeling spreads over your body, feeling nice, peaceful even. The warm feeling flows up into your head before growing a little hotter. A minute later you’ve yet to see what the point of all of this was, despite the agent and the doctor continuing to watch you as if they’re waiting for something. The weird heat in your scalp begins to itch and you wonder if it’s a side effect of whatever they injected you with, or maybe just a result of you thinking about it. As you try to ignore the itching feeling suddenly the sensation intensifies followed by a slight tickle across your scalp. "That’s weird", you think, as you can clearly see both of your captors. Maybe it again could just be your imagination. Just then, before your eyes in the reflection of the chair’s fittings, you notice your $hairColour hair seems to be losing length. Oddly, what should be frightening you doesn't. Instead, you feel good, tingly even and just a little woolly headed. You know you should be worried, maybe even shouting out about what’s happening to you, oddly you don’t seem to be able to, it’s almost as if something is controlling your actions. Looking down at your body you feel more sensitive, your skin rubbing against your clothes feels sensual. And mentioning your clothes they seem a lot tighter than you previously thought. Or maybe not. No, it’s your body growing slightly in both height and build making your clothes fit straining at the seams against you. You look down at your arms and see them become bulkier, muscular even. Your hands too look broader than they did previously, gaining mass but also becoming what to you seems rougher. Looking more closely you notice that the hair on your arms has become thicker and instead additional hair seem to grow where previously it didn’t. You start to contemplate how masculine your new arm looks and how proud you are of it, before you catch yourself realising that you’re a lot more frightened by the situation than anything, even if you still seem physically unable to express these fears.<<if !$startGender>> As you pan your vision across your body to check if your other arm is in the same state as the first, you notice something not right. Your clothes, you note, up until now have all been tight and ill fitting. Oddly, your T-shirt remains still as tight on you in one location as ever and your upper chest has started to feel really good all of a sudden. Looking intently down to where your breasts hide under your shirt, you are shocked as you watch them deflate rapidly, flattening out into what look more like male pectoral muscles. You can’t be sure, but if your suddenly loose chest section on your t-shirt is anything to go by your breasts have completely disappeared. Other drastic changes spread across your form too, your body seemingly more muscular than it once was. Your hips shrinking down into a less feminine form. Additionally, you notice your shoulders feel generally broader and bulkier, making your new lack of breasts all the more prominent. The feeling of your nipples rubbing against your shirt is still enough to make you cum in your pants though, an amazing orgasm much better than any you've had before. Maybe this really is for the better, you wonder briefly.<</if>> <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Misc/ClinicChair.jpg]]</div> Your reverie, helped by the amazing feeling from your nipples rubbing against your top, is finally interrupted as you feel the heat start to move again, making its way down your body. Finally, it stops around your waist, the warmth spreading in particular to your crotch until the heat gets so intense you almost pass out. <<if !$startGender>>After the previous changes your logical mind has a sinking feeling about what is going to happen next, but your body just continues to act on the bliss and pleasure you’re feeling, overriding it. Abruptly you, feel an odd, pressured feeling start to spread within your pants, you can't see what is happening but if the disappearance of your breasts is any indication, you can probably guess. Again, you feel weirdly calm in the knowledge that you're being stripped of your womanhood, too sure<<else>>After the previous changes, all focused on making you more masculine, you’re not sure what to expect. But regardless of your concern, your body continues to act on the bliss and pleasure you’re feeling, overriding more cognisant thoughts. Abruptly you feel an odd, wet feeling start to spread within your pants, a distinct smell of wanton arousal filling the air<</if>>. Maybe it's the treatment making you feel this way, maybe it's what you've always wanted, in your current state you can't tell. All you can tell is that this all feels amazing, and with an orgasm unlike any you've experienced before, the heat starts to recede. After a few minutes the man in the lab coat approaches once more, <<if $submission >= 5>>"See, all for the better", he comments with a chuckle.<<elseif $submission < 5>>"You can stop causing trouble now, all for the better", he comments with a chuckle.<</if>> <<if !$penis && $submission >= 5>>"I'll say", responds the agent, "Hot enough that I'd be more than happy to have a go with her".<<elseif $submission >= 5>>"I'll say", responds the agent, "<<if $pronoun == 1>>She<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>He<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>They<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>She<<else>>He<</if>> came out really well".<<elseif $submission <= -10 && !$penis>>"Nice job", responds the agent, "Hot enough that I can’t wait for my chance to have a go with her".<<else>>"Good job once again Doc", responds the agent, "See, no reason for complaining".<</if>><<if $alwaysFertile>><<set $impregnatable = true>><<set $fertility = 10 + ($hipSize * 3)>> Standing in deep thought for a moment, as if trying to remember something, the doctor comments, "Wait, wait. Just a moment longer. According to your records we have you down for a fertility programme, at least I’m pretty certain you are. I just need to give you another quick shot, and then you’ll be sorted". Too woozy to respond, you wait quietly, another injection being applied to you as promised, the man in the lab coat explaining, "And … done. That should make it so that you’re capable of getting pregnant, as long as you’ve got the correct configuration of genitals that is. The serum you’ve just taken should also make you immune to most forms of contraceptive, so no getting around your new found fertility either. The serum also will ensure your pregnancies come to fruition much more rapidly than usual, over just a week or so, and with significantly fewer negative effects on your body. As for if you somehow manage to swap out your genitals mid pregnancy, your body has a special way of dealing with such circumstances, effectively regressing the pregnancy but sustaining it within you until you’re viable again. Well, I think that explains everything. Probably best to avoid casual sex if you don’t want to become a mother in the near future". Tensing up slightly, even in your current state, you realize what this means. <<if $vagina>>If anyone gets up into your pussy there’s a very real risk you could become pregnant!<<else>>If you end up with a vagina and someone makes use of it, then there’s a very real risk you could become pregnant!<</if>><</if>> The government agent starts unstrapping you, but you're too woozy to do much other than get up, supported by the agent. Looking around you can see the other two prisoners still strapped down, however neither of them seem any different than when you saw them earlier. Do you: [[Accept what has happened to you?|The Showers 1][if($submission<=97){$submission += 3;}else{$submission = 100;}; $radcliffRelationship +=3; $davisRelationship +=5]] [[Quietly weep for your lost former form?|The Showers 1][if($submission<=98){$submission += 2;}else{$submission = 100;}; $davisRelationship +=2]] [[Respond with shouts of anger?|The Showers 1][if($submission >= -95){$submission -= 5;}else{$submission = -100;}; $radcliffRelationship -=3; $davisRelationship -=5]]<<if $submission >= 10>> "You could always get a booster shot of our treatment", the man in the lab coat says, "It'll make you more desirable to customers. And remember. The more desirable you are, the better off you are". [[Accept the offer for more extensive treatment?|Take Additional Masc Treatment][if($submission<=90){$submission += 10;}else{$submission = 100;}; $masculinity +=20; $muscles += 10; if($penis){$penisSize += 1; $ballSize += 1}; $radcliffRelationship +=10; $davisRelationship +=5; $booster = true]]<</if>>

Before long the decision is made that you and Kristen will bake some cookies together to share with all the other littles. Those tasty treats that get put out for the tea party table in the main room of the nursery have to be made by someone, even if usually they’re bought from other businesses in the Center. In fact, you like the thought that you’ll be providing fresh home-made cookies for all your friends. You’re really helpful too! You stir the mixing bowl, at least until your arms get tired and Kristen takes over. At first you want to help with weighing out all the ingredients, but after your start that seems way too boring, so Kristen takes over that part too. You do help testing the ingredients though, especially the chocolate chips, they’re very tasty. And, in all fairness, you do help with adding in some of the ingredients to the mixing bowl, enjoying watching as the tiny chocolate lumps sink into the cookie batter. It’s a lot of fun. The task is not too tough for you to do, and all the chocolate chips you get to eat along the way is a great added benefit. Kristen even lets you lick the big wooden mixing spoon clean after you’re done, which is by far the best part. Raw cookie mix is just the tastiest thing ever, even more so than the chocolate chips, and you’re the only one who gets any. Kristen, your friendly carer, is also quite talkative, heaping praise onto you for your help, whilst also mentioning some of the things planned for the nursery. She even tells you that they’re planning out new adventures as you speak, but she’s quiet about what they’ll be about, commenting that it’s a big surprise and that she’d get in trouble if she gave away spoilers. There is one thing that stands out to you though, that Kristen does seem a bit clumsy at times. She’s not completely incapable or anything, but she spills things pretty often, in the process of making the cookies managing to cover herself in a fine dusting of flour, making her look a bit like a ghost before she cleans up. She’s attentive though, managing to get the cookies out at the perfect time so they’re gooey and hot without being too soft or hard, so you can’t complain. Having just enough time to eat yourself a couple of freshly baked still warm cookies, the chocolate gooey-ly splattering around your mouth, you can’t help but giggle. Walking hand in hand with Kristen, you even take the big plate of cookies over to the tea party table, putting them out so you can share with the other nursery residents, something that Kristen makes sure to praise you for effusively. All in all, it’s enjoyable helping her, and Kristen is certainly thankful for your company. <<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen End]]>>

This time Kristen decides that the pair of you will do some work decorating the nursery. Whilst there are experts who work on the nursery’s design, along with the adventure sets, it seems that the carers do a little work too. Mainly putting up banners, bunting, and the drawings and other arts and crafts made by the littles, but it still helps make the place look more colourful and friendly. So, that’s what the both of you end up doing, you doing some painting while Kristen strings together some multicoloured triangular bunting. You’re being really helpful too! Kristen sets out the colourful paints for you, gets you a selection of nice papers, some of which are also colourful, and gives you a brush to get going as she sits next to you. You start by giving the brush a go, but it’s pretty thick bristled, making it hard to use. Upon complaining about this, your friendly carer suggests you could finger paint instead, which you find much more fun. No stupid brush to get in the way of your art this way. It is, however, messy. By the end you’re splattered with paint across your hands and face, a handy art apron which Kristen made sure you wore stopping you from having ruined your outfit. The outcome of this, is that the bespectacled nursery carer has to spend some time washing you clean with a warm soapy cloth, but it tickles so you enjoy the attention. Your art is really cool though, you drew a cat on one piece of paper, and a bunch of flowers on another, and they both came out looking great after they’ve had time to dry. Kristen even spends a bunch of time praising you for how pretty they are which makes you beam with pride. One thing you do note though, is that Kristen is really clumsy. After walking back into the main playroom of the nursery hand in hand, she start putting up your pictures and the bunting over around the napping area. The only problem is, whilst trying to put up one of the bunting lines she manages to accidentally break it and pull it down in the process. You wouldn’t think too much of this, accidents happen, but she manages to do it twice. Thankfully your pictures are safe though, so it’s not too bad. Overall, you have a lot of fun spending time with Kristen. Art time is always enjoyable, and Kristen is good company, constantly praising your good behaviour. She even gives you a bit of gossip about the nursery, telling you that the space they use for active adventures is pretty huge, bigger than a commercial plane hangar for each of the adventures with multiple running at the same time. It turns out that is a result of the close connection Papa Glover has with the higher ups within the executive board of the facility, but she doesn’t know how close they are. <<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen End]]>>

You decide that for the moment you’d prefer to play in the large castle play area that stands tall amongst the main playroom. Well, maybe it’s matched by the treehouse forest near it, but they’re both still very impressive. The keep, complete with a very shallow moat, high outer walls and picturesque spiralling towers with pointed roofs, is amazing. You’re not sure what it’s made of, as it doesn’t feel like stone, but it remains sturdy despite that. Wandering through the castle the inside is even more wonderful. The cavernous throne room filled with billowing banners is somewhat to be expected, as to some extent is the feasting hall that actually does have some tasty food in, although you suspect that the medieval period had less candy. They even have a wizard’s tower filled with bats, ravens and cats, which you suspect are animatronics from how cute and big eyed they are. But, the part that’s probably the best is the room filled to the brim with enough costumes to put a renaissance fair to shame, especially the fancy medieval style dresses. They even have foam swords and bows with foam tipped arrows. The littles who use the castle seem to be split for the most part, with the boys mostly play fighting with the foam swords and bows, whilst the girls spend more time playing dress-up. Though, they all seem to play together too, and there are some littles who prefer playing with the opposite sex instead. The place also has a lot of secret passages and hidden things to find, so it’s the perfect place to have an adventure. It’s fun. Running around and exploring the castle certainly has your adrenaline pumping, the adventure making you lose track of time. … <<if visited() == 1>><<include [[ABDL Job Castle First Time]]>><<else>><<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Polly", "Daisy And Katie", "Jonathan", "Katie")>><<if $metAurora>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Polly And Aurora")>><</if>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene =="Polly">><<include [[ABDL Job Castle Polly]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Daisy And Katie">><<include [[ABDL Job Castle Daisy And Katie]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Jonathan">><<include [[ABDL Job Castle Jonathan]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Katie">><<include [[ABDL Job Castle Katie]]>><<elseif _selectedScene =="Polly And Aurora">><<include [[ABDL Job Castle Polly And Aurora]]>><</if>><</if>>

... Tired, you figure it’s probably time to finish up with exploring the castle, tired from running around. Remembering to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, you make sure to put away any adventuring supplies you’d picked up, putting everything back where you found it. That done, you return to the talking tree to see how high your ratings were today. Moving up to the cartoonish screen of the tree, you see that you were right, it is almost time for you to leave, your earnings report fully on display. <<set $random = random(6,7)>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a $random point rating from - playing around in the castle: <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the nursery : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyleJobCheck != 0>> <<if $makeupStyleJobCheck == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyleJobCheck >= 1 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 5) || $makeupStyleJobCheck == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyleJobCheck >= 6 && $makeupStyleJobCheck <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you say goodbye to everyone and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Strolling into the castle’s throne room you can’t help but find the space amazing. Not only is it cavernous, at least three stories tall with immense pillars holding up the ceiling, but it’s spectacularly decorated. Sprawling banners hang from the rafters and columns, seating filled balconies half-ring the room, tall stained-glass windows let light flood into the room, and finally armour-stands and tapestries flank the walls. Which is all great without even mentioning the cool raised dais with the elegant pair of thrones sitting upon it. It’s as you gaze onto the space with wonder that a voice cuts through the silence, "Who is it who enters the throne room of King Jonathan The Great, ruler of the Kingdom of Nurseryland. Speak now, or we shall need to battle", it calls out from the direction of the thrones. It’s only with some further squinting at the distance you are that you manage to actually spot exactly who the person is, all the while moving closer to him as you get a better picture. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/JonathanFull.png]]</div> Standing at a few inches short of 6 foot in height, you’d probably say he was about 5 foot 9 inches tall if you had to guess, not tall but not short either. He slightly dark short tousled back blonde hair, a circular golden crown sitting atop of it. His features are masculine but youthful, playful even, with striking amber eyes. His outfit is the strangest part, comprising of a cape that might in fact be a blanket, and a white romper featuring a teddy bear face and the phrase, "Mommy’s Little Boy!". It’s certainly a strange sight, but you don’t get the feeling that he’s aggressive, more that he’s just playing. As such you decide to play along, calling back, "Greetings King Jonathan, I’m $firstName, a traveller from a far-off land. This is my first time visiting your wonderful Kingdom, I do not know of the customs upon how to present myself, but I bring you only tidings of friendship", Jonathan’s face lighting up with delight when he sees you playing along. "Excellent, truly auspicious news indeed! Welcome to my court $firstName. As a traveller from a far-off land I believe you must have become accomplished along the way. Many adventures along the way to get here. I shall dub onto thee the title <<if $pronoun == 1>>Lady<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Knight<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Lady<<else>>Sir<</if>> $firstName, as recognition of your acceptance into this court. If you prove yourself I’m sure we can see a higher title bestowed upon you", the bright-eyed ‘King’ hamming up every word of his decree, despite the fact that only you, him, and a scattering of other littles are in the room. "Thank you greatly my King, I shall work hard for the Kingdom of Nurseryland", adding on an extra moments thought, "Is there anything I can do to aid you my King?", starting to really enjoy this interaction. Thinking for a second, again his contemplation a serious instance of overacting, Jonathan announces in a bellowing voice, "Indeed there is! The Black Knight plagues our fair lands, attacking us when we least expect it. We’ve yet to discover the true identity of this dastardly figure, but we shall do battle with them and their minions to protect this great Kingdom. Will you join me?". You begin to respond, "Of course my King we shall …", however, before you can finish that thought a section of one of the side walls spins around, someone in a black suit of armour wielding a hefty two-handed foam sword in their hands surrounded by others with smaller foam swords dramatically arriving. "Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! I am the Black Knight, here to conquer this Kingdom so that I can be the new King!", the sneaky villain exclaims, the Black Knight’s helmet stopping you from identifying who they are entirely. Thankfully you’re relatively close to Jonathan by now, the blonde ‘King’ standing up from his throne and grabbing two nearby foam swords, one of which he tosses to you. "We shall do battle then Black Knight, for we cannot allow you to steal our Kingdom out from under us! Arise defenders of Nurseryland!", more littles who you assume are on Jonathan’s side now streaming into the throne room. Not wanting to side with the Black Knight, at least without knowing more, you figure the safe bet is to join in on the side of the King. Rushing into the melee, you clash with foam sword against foam sword, foam tipped arrows whizzing by you closely multiple times. It’s not how you thought things would go when you visited the castle, but it’s a lot of fun. You think your side wins, though it’s not like there’s a score board or anything. Afterwards you even all have a small feast to celebrate, Jonathan proudly going about the various littles to commend them for their bravery in battle. It might all have been make-believe, but it was very enjoyable. <<include [[ABDL Job Castle End]]>>

Wandering around the castle you open a pair of heavy wooden doors, the scene beyond making you jump as you realize that contained within were the two blondes Daisy and Katie midway through an argument if Katie’s tongue being suck out is anything to go by. The pair are standing in the middle of some sort of sitting room, a collection of elegant dresses laid out on a set of benches. Indeed, as you step in unseen you hear Daisy, the bunny eared one of the duo, comment exhaustedly, "… Princesses are way better though, why wouldn’t you want to a Princess! I won’t make you wear pink if that’s why you’re sulking". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisyLarge.png]]</div> Stomping her feet slightly, her arms folded, Katie responds between sticking her tongue out, "Nu-uh, Princesses are dumb and don’t make any sense! It’s a big stupid title that doesn’t mean anything, just that your parents are in charge. We should be Queens, or Duchesses, or Countesses, or even Dames, but Princesses are yucky and silly!", her words somewhat surprising you given how girly you know the pair to be. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieLarge.png]]</div> "But Katie we’re just playing. Princesses are in all the movies, and Princesses are pretty and sweet. Everyone likes Princesses", the beleaguered bunny-blonde responds, her eyes wide and lip trembling in an obvious bid to convince her compatriot to agree with her. "No, you’re being non-understand-y! That’s not how history works! If we’re going to roleplay, we should do it all proper. Princesses are boring they don’t …", the more tom-boyish Katie starts before finally spotting you, momentarily surprised before getting a smug grin, "Hi there $firstName, you’re really smart and cool so you’ll be able to settle this. Which is better, playing as dumb doesn’t make any sense Princesses or playing as super amazing period appropriate Duchesses?", her obvious attempt to sway you to her side with flattery not going unnoticed by Daisy. Waving at the pair but staying in the doorway, not sure if you really want to get involved in this you say, "Hi Katie, hi Daisy. I’m really not sure … whichever is more fun to play as is better?", you offer cautiously, not wanting to commit to either choice and become the new target of the pair. Starting with a quick, "Hello $firstName, it’s nice to see you", Dasiy quickly turns back to her friend, "Low blow there Katie, a very low blow. We’re discussing what we plan to do, don’t bring other people into the argument. That’s … well rude. You’ve probably worried <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> half to death putting in the middle of this", the situation hard to read whether she actually thinks you’ve been aggrieved or is just using this as a new line of attack in their heated debate. "Sorry …", Katie starts in a contrite voice, "… sorry but Princesses are so dumb!", she ends, practically cackling as she grabs a pink dress from off of the bench and runs over to an open window, dangling her pretty prize out of it. "Tell me I’m right or else I’ll super seriously drop your dress and it’ll get all messy and dirty!", the mischievous blonde threatens, Daisy’s jaw dropping at the shocking turn of events. Not wanting this to escalate further, you offer, "Why don’t you both quickly tell me why you think you’re right, and then I’ll decide. That way no one has to argue any more about this?", hoping your offer will be enough to defuse the situation. Daisy is obviously happy to go with your offer, given that she’s currently on the losing end of things, however, Katie is also receptive, bringing the dress back over but keeping it in her hands as if it were a hostage. Once more grinning, Katie responds, "Well, Princesses were just kind of stupid. They didn’t get to do much, and like, they were betrothed to marry really early on. That meant they got more important roles really quickly in life, so Princesses weren’t really much of a thing. Plus, who really wants to be known as important because of who their parents are? Like, it’s not even a proper peer title or anything!", her answer rambling in her own way but you can see the fire in her eyes as she talks about it. "Well … I like Princesses … am I dumb?", Daisy answers back, scratching behind one of her long white rabbit ears nervously, "I think they’re pretty. I grew up reading fairy tale books with nice Princesses in them, who always tried to help people and do their best. They were also really cute, and they had the most wonderful dresses. That’s why I wanted us to play Princesses together, so we could wear nice dresses and have fun together", her tone sounding much more sincere than it did earlier. Stepping in, you add, "It sounds like you’ve both just got too worked up about this. Is there some way you could find a middle ground instead?", though from the look on Katie’s face you think she might be about to cry. Rushing over to her friend, the braided blonde hugs her, dropping the dress in the process of running over to her. "I’m … sowwy .. Daiwsy … didn … meanta … be … mean …", she sobs as they cuddle the situation away, Daisy petting her compatriot on the back. When Katie has calmed down again, Daisy states calmly, always the mature one of the pair, "I know Katie, you can be a tad stubborn at times but you never mean to upset anyone. I still don’t entirely get your issue with Princesses … or the colour pink … but if it’s such a hot button topic for you, then we can try something else. We could be bards instead? Travelling musicians or actors, maybe merchants? That way we could wear the same outfits without the issue?", she offers, compromising just as you suggested. "Well bards aren’t really medieval, they’re more like a Celtic thing. What you mean are either minstrels or troubadours depending on the period. Or we could be mummers, but they were basically all boys and we’re girls so that wouldn’t make much sense …", Katie answers back as she wipes away the snot and tears, the source of the argument finally starting to make some sense to you. Katie is a massive history enthusiast and seems incapable of thinking of the subject in any other light. Laughing you can’t help but see the humour in the situation, Daisy flicking Katie’s nose before breaking into laughter herself. In the end they decide on being a travelling band of minstrels, offering for you to accompany them. Daisy looks beautiful in her adorable pink dress, an outfit that looks better made than the dress-up options in the castles collection. Katie, however, stands out even more, her blue dress obviously meticulously made to a historically appropriate design and once again you’re pretty sure not from the dress-up room. Singing, dancing, playing instruments, the blonde duo has a way of making anything fun, especially things as entertaining as those are. <<include [[ABDL Job Castle End]]>>

Walking into the main courtyard of the castle, you can’t help but think that they did a good job producing it, small steep rooved outbuildings built straight up against the wall, including one that you think is meant to be a stables, albeit without the horses. You also spot the blonde ‘King’ Jonathan hanging around with a collection of other nursery residents, most of them male. The others seem to be hanging onto his words, their attention singular, whatever he’s saying to them seemingly quite enthralling, <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/JonathanLarge.png]]</div> Approaching, Jonathan gives you a hearty wave, gesturing for you to approach him. Then, with a booming and slightly over dramatic voice, he calls out, "Fair day to you <<if $pronoun == 1>>Lady<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Knight<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Lady<<else>>Sir<</if>> $firstName. We hold a tourney here today, mayhaps you wish to join into the melee?". Amused at his commitment to role-playing the part, and quite pleased to see how much of an effort he’s making to include you into his ideas, you respond happily, "Greetings King Jonathan, my liege. A grand melee you say, how delightful. Of course, I would be honoured to participate, so long as it would not be intruding that is", the romper wearing little’s eyes lighting up with delight at your response. "Not intruding at all. Come with me, we must see you outfitted properly in the armoury. It would not do for you to compete unprepared!", he laughs a deep belly laugh, joyous and over acted in form. Turning to the others, the ‘King’ announces, "I must away for but a minute, please ready yourselves. Perhaps spa amongst yourself for practice before the tourney proper begins", his squad of friends cheering with joy as the quickly break into small practice fights. Led by Jonathan into a room that you assume to be the armoury, the space slightly different than the castle’s dress-up room in that it’s more focused on foam weapons and pieces of armour. Smiling at you, his tone and stance changing to one slightly less formal, he asks, "So, $firstName, any weapon you’d prefer? Not sure how much practice you’ve had with this kind of thing, so thought I’d break character for a minute or two to talk you through what to do". Slightly stunned at his choice to break out of the role-play, you answer back, "I’ve not had too much experience, whatever you think will work best", adding a bit more at a loss, "It’s nice of you to help me out, but it’s still a bit of a shock to see you not doing the voice. Will take a moment to get used to". Bursting into a far more natural laugh, Jonathan having to clutch his stomach the laugh is so powerful, he wipes a tear away from his eye and responds, "Yeah, I can get that. Playing in the castle is a lot of fun, it’s easy for me to get carried away. Where else could I wander around pretending to be a King all day, getting into battles and talking with wizards. Still, it’s cool that you want to join in with us, so thought it’d only be fair to give you a crash course in what to do", Jonathan taking this opportunity to lean back against a table. "That sounds cool", you tell him back, wondering what he could need to go over. Interestingly, it turns out that their role-play has more to it than you’d previously expected. "Well, you see, we work with a body location hit system. If you get hit five times in a location it doesn’t work, if you get hit five times in the chest you go down. Though, you don’t count as dead, you just have to wait for someone to help you back up or ‘heal’ you. No headshots. At least try not to, no one likes getting hit in the face. Those are main rules", he explains, heading over to a rack to pick up a foam sword which he hands to you. "I think you’d do best with a sword or axe, they’re both the easiest to use. We do have spears and halberds, but they can be a bit tricky. We also have maces for melee fighting, but they are a bit slow so newbies don’t often like them. Oh, and technically daggers, but they don’t have good reach so again it’s hard to get used to them when you’re just starting. We have bows as well, but the tourney is a melee, and it takes some practice to be any good with those. We should be able to find a good gambeson somewhere around here too, that should keep you padded with armour, not that you really need it, but it looks better and means basically no chance of accidental bumps or bruises". Smiling, you put on the padded armour jacket and take the foam sword, giving it a test swing or two. Jonathan is very helpful and makes sure to give you a few pointers about how to stand properly so that you can hit your opponent without being left open, and how to parry their blows when they try them. It’s actually kind of useful, and way more effort than you’d have guessed at a glance. Still, it’s fun to try something new, with Jonathan being good company as you do so. Returning soon to the group you recommence the tournament, everybody getting a few chances to fight. You even get the chance to try out a few of the other weapons, finding his statements about daggers and maces strikingly true. As for the competition itself you do fine, not great, but you get a couple of wins. You are only a beginner after all. It’s an enjoyable experience all in all, coming to an end way too soon for your liking with how into it you were getting. <<include [[ABDL Job Castle End]]>>

Exploring the many hallways and smaller rooms of the castle, it’s no surprise when you discover another bedroom in the absolutely immense building, this one likely intended for visiting nobles if the four poster bed and opulent wardrobe is anything to go by. Entering inside, that’s when you notice with a start that sitting on the bed is the shy cute red headed girl Polly, wearing her fleecy purple onesie with a matching purple princess dress atop of it. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PollyLarge.png]]</div> Surrounded by stuffed toys, the heavily freckled redhead, in a quiet and nervous voice says, "Hi $firstName. Play?", a shocked look in her eyes at your sudden arrival. As she waits for your reply, she fidgets with a rather threadbare stuffed toy that she places behind her, as if she’s trying to stop you from getting it. Not wanting to make her anymore anxious, you reply quickly, "Of course Polly. What do you want to play today?", smiling at her reassuringly. Her worries ebbing away slightly, with a smile she with great care puts the stuffie back where it was before, giving you a much better look of it. It takes you great effort to not appear wide-eyed in surprise, as the teddy bear you spot seems to be practically at the point of falling apart. The wear and tear upon it make you sure it’s not a new toy and has likely been played with for many years. And, from the adoring look Polly gives it, you’re pretty sure you know who by. Climbing up onto the immense four poster bed, though only after having closed the door, you shift about to get yourself comfortable. Other than the teddy she seems particularly attached to, Polly has a number of other soft toys with her, ones which she seems far happier to share. As such you sit in silence for a good minute before she hands one over to you, a particularly fluffy rabbit. However, you still can’t help but ask, "Is there anything you’d like to play in particular? We could make up stories about what the stuffies are up to?", not really wanting to sit in awkward silence. Looking at the bear worriedly for a moment before calming herself, Polly answers, "Stuffie sleepover? Mr. Cuddles is mine. Please don’t steal him". Her answer doesn’t exactly give you a lot to go on, other than confirming her protectiveness for the old bear, however you try to make the most of it. It’s obvious that Polly is trying her best with you after all. She spends most of the next hour hugging the various stuffed toys, always keeping Mr. Cuddles within arm’s reach. More than anything it just seems like she wants the company, even if she isn’t the most talkative person ever. All in all, you do have fun, with Polly being a good listener as you talk about various things going on in your life. It’s not particularly exciting, and certainly not what you expected to be doing with your time when you visited the castle, but it is pretty relaxing. <<include [[ABDL Job Castle End]]>>

As you walk across the battlements of the castle in your investigations, the colossal walls both thicker than you might have expected and with crenelated walls on either side. It looks really cool, and there are huge towers that stretch high into the sky scattered along its length. In fact, you’re admiring the building when you stumble across the blonde braided pig-tail haired Katie muttering to herself with a sheet of paper in her hands, seemingly lost in thought. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieLarge.png]]</div> "… why they didn’t add machicolations! So dumb!", she mumbles in irritation as she writes, not realizing you’re there. Interestingly, her outfit isn’t like those in the dress-up room for the castle, much less flashy but instead seemingly better made if the material and stitching is anything to go by. If you had to guess you’d also say it was probably more historically accurate. Getting a little nearer to her, you announce your presence with a quick, "Hi there Katie. What you up to?", curious what could have the normally excitable girl in such a state of deep thought. Jumping slightly, your previous suspicion that she hasn’t noticed you up until now confirmed, you watch as she smiles at you before dramatically gesturing at the outer section of the wall, "Hey there $firstName. I’m just like making a list of all the things wrong with this place. It’s soooo frustrating you just wouldn’t believe". Still not exactly getting the issue, the wall pretty cool looking to you, you query, "Sorry, but I’m not exactly sure what’s supposed to be wrong with it? It looks just like a castle wall in all the games I’ve played, or in the movies I’ve seen", the blonde’s jaw dropping and eyes practically rolling back into her head at your words. "No, no, no! Outer walls for castles have machicolations, kinda like overhangs, so that you can shoot down a bow without having to lean over the battlements and put you in danger. Without them the wall is super useless as the attacker just needs to get up to the wall to be safe. And don’t even get me started on them having crenulations on the inside of the wall too!", she passionately rants, arms flailing wildly as she’s so caught up in the topic. "That does sort of make sense. But why shouldn’t you have that inner wall part too, wouldn’t those extra crenulations make it safer, so you don’t fall off?", you state in return, sure that it looks much better with the battlements built up on both sides. Shaking her head, and for a second you’re half-surprised she isn’t foaming at the mouth with how worked up she seems, the pigtailed blonde answers, "No! That’s practically the worst-est part! If someone storms your outer defences, you want to be able to pull back and keep fighting them. That’s why not rubbish castles have multiple rings of walls. But if you put crenulations on each side of the battlements that gives the attacker a fortified position to attack you from once they’ve breached. Like, there is literally no reason to have them, it’s just asking to lose!", taking a deep breath she continues, "Also the wall should be way thicker at the base. Traditional methods weren’t as sturdy, so walls went all thick-y to all thin-y. Tower building had the same issue …". Interrupting her you interject, "You seem to know a lot about this kind of thing. How come? I just never really expected it", really interested to find out why someone so outgoing and mischievous would be so fixated on proper castle construction. Seemingly slightly caught off balance, not expecting such a question, Katie scratches her head for a good ten seconds. Finally, with a bit of shrug, she answers matter-of-factly, "Well, it’s interesting? I don’t know. I mean I grew up going to and taking part in historical re-enactment events, mostly this sort of medieval stuff. Went to a lot of castles too. Guess when you’ve spent that much time this kind of thing, when you see people doing it wrong it just feels weird. Plus, machicolations are really cool, like some of the designs they had for them make castles look way more awesome! Ooo, and maybe they could add some grotesque’s to the main building too, maybe not the main structure, but castles almost always had chapels built onto them. You see …". Once more enthralled with explaining the intricacies of medieval architecture to you, you settle in and listen to what Katie has to say. Weirdly, she’s a pretty good tour guide, even if she does have a lot to complain about the design they went with. She just seems to have a passion for this kind of thing that is surprisingly endearing. Overall, it’s a fun time being led around the castle and explained to how things would have been like in history, all with the added Katie flair. <<include [[ABDL Job Castle End]]>>

Stirring from your slumber, you feel in the air that something is different. Indeed, it seems as if someone is settled into sleep beside you, the figure covered in a blue blanket and rolled into a peaceful ball. You can’t tell who it is, but whoever it is they have a bit of a snoring habit, the snorting sound likely what led to your awakening. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/JonathanLarge.png]]</div> Rolling over in response to your movements, you see with a modicum of shock that it was Jonathan sleeping beside you, the blonde tousled haired ‘King’ contorting himself into a rather unseemly position. It’s funny, so much so that you have to bite your lip to snort back a laugh, knowing that breaking out into raucous giggling would not be very nice to the others trying to sleep. It gets even more hilarious when you hear him sleep mumble, "King … Jonathan … the … Great … ruler of … Nurseryland …", his sleeping thoughts just as focused on his role-playing as his waking ones. You’re tempted to fall back asleep, or at least find a good way to prank him, finding the sleeping ‘King’ to be very amusing. Yet, groggy headed as you are, the perfect prank just doesn’t come to you, maybe you’ll figure something out for next time you contemplate. However, for now you realize that it’s probably about time for you to leave, and so start to slowly pull yourself up, taking one last look at Jonathan napping in a rather unseemly bundle.

Mid sip on a cup of the relatively cool tea, you watch as someone suddenly lands in the seat across from you. Glancing up you notice to be Jonathan, the tousled blonde haired ‘King’ of the nursery’s castle, wearing his usual teddy bear faced white and blue, "Mommy’s Little Boy!", romper. Whilst the first thing he does is mash a rather over-frosted cupcake in his mouth, creating an awful mess, he does after a moment of chewing wave to you, "Hi … #munch# … $firstName". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/JonathanLarge.png]]</div> Laughing at the amount of cupcake icing smeared across his face, you ask him between fits of giggling, "Hey Jonathan, so what brings you over here?", pretty sure you know the reason. "Well … yum … the cupcakes and cookies here are … mmm … better than at the castle. They … #munch# … put food over there too, but here is where all the best stuff goes", he responds, cheeks filled like a chipmunk. He does, however, add after realizing what he just said, "However, your King would be appreciative if you not inform his citizens of what he did say. It would not be appropriate for their ruler to state such an opinion, given how wonderful his Kingdom is". Smiling, you nod, slipping back into the role-play with a stifled giggle, "Of course my liege, our little secret. Though, I don’t think it would be entirely inappropriate for you to enjoy the foods from another land. Maybe you could convince the carers to let you … import some into your lands?", the way that Jonathan slips into his role as ‘King’ always amusing to you. Thinking that through, the playful blonde’s face lights up, though it’s possible that could also be from the sugar rush he’s currently receiving. "What a genius idea <<if $pronoun == 1>>Lady<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Sir<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Knight<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Lady<<else>>Sir<</if>> $firstName, mayhaps we should send out a trade delegation. Or, alternatively, we could send out scouts to claim a bounty of this treasure trove for ourselves", a booming chortle emitting from Jonathan as he settles back into his bombastic roleplay personality. After that you chat for a while, Jonathan mostly talking about what’s going on with the castle. It seems like they have somewhat of a problem with another member of the nursery they refer to as the Black Knight, who constantly attacks the Kingdom. It’s not too bad, as everyone enjoys the attacks, but they have no idea of the Black Knight’s true identity, a full-face helmet and voice synthesizer preventing the others from being able to tell who it is. Overall, it’s a fun conversation, if for nothing more than Jonathan having no idea how covered in cake his face is throughout it. <<include [[ABDL Job Tea Party End]]>>

Drowsily strapped into your frame, your eyelids languidly struggling to stay open, you’re on the edge of falling asleep when you realize that someone new is standing before you. Rolling your gaze upwards, you spot in front of you a bald man wearing a black shirt and pants, a pair of sunglasses hiding his eyes. He feels kind of sketchy, even in your state of milking induced drowsiness, yet you try not to let your inklings about this show. Letting out a large yawn, you watch on as he moves closer, offering you a leering grin in greeting. "Hey there …", he says smoothly, clearly checking your milking frame screen for your name, "… $firstName. Huh, though you’d be something like Milky Cunt, or Sugar Tits. Anyway, was passing by and thought you looked in need of a long hard fuck. Slutty hucows get bored so easily. Needy, stupid and horny. What I was thinking is that we put out a sign for you to get all the cock you need, I fuck you first, then when your shift is over I make sure you get well paid for your time. Interested?", his dismissive tone making you think there’s something more going on here that him just wanting to have sex with you. Thinking over his offer a moment, you try to take in all the information. Letting him and who knows who else fuck you could make you some more money, a lot of money even, <<if $sexualPreference !=1>>and it could be fun. He did sound as if there could be a big chunk of money in it for you<<else>>but you’re not into men so it’s not something you’d consider fun<</if>>. On the other side, you’d be having multiple instances of very public sex, and the guy seems to want to treat you more like a hole to degrade and fuck than even as a dairy cow like others might. Either way, you probably shouldn’t keep the man waiting too long if you don’t want to look rude at your job. Do you: <<if $sexualPreference !=1>>[[Agree to his offer|Industrial Dairy Job 6a]]<<else>>You’re not into men, so his offer isn’t something you’d be interested in accepting<</if>> [[Decline his offer|Industrial Dairy Job 6b]]

<<orgasm>><<orgasm>><<orgasm>><<sweat>><<cumBodyNude>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $vagina>><<cumVagina 0>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 8>><<else>><<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 8>> <</if>>Nodding your acceptance, you watch as his smirk broadens. "Smart choice for livestock. Guess it’s mostly because you’re a horny slut. Well, ass up and get ready, because I’m going to breed you bowlegged before anyone else gets a chance. First I just got to put up a little note", he explains, a devious tinge to it all which makes your spine tingle nervously. As promised though, he messes about on his phone ignoring you for a second before taking a folded piece of paper out of his pocket and slapping it against your frame, whatever is written on it out of sight to you. <<if $submission > -25>>Humming your agreement, eyes lidding lazily once more in your exhaustion<<else>>Rolling your eyes in exasperation, but still wanting to get paid<</if>>, you try to arch your back as much as you can, just as he instructed you. The man meanwhile passes out of sight, but that’s to be expected, you field of view hampered significantly by both your excessive bindings, as well as your state of perpetual tiredness. Of course, it doesn’t take long for you to figure out where he is, the feel of his two course hands digging into your <<checkAss>> bottom as he gets a firm grip onto it. His rough treatment of your rear feels surprisingly good, especially combined with the rhythmic sucking of your <<if $breastSize == 0>><<checkNipple>> nipples<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>>, and you soon recognise the familiar heat of arousal starting to build. Your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> dick standing at attention below you, whilst your wanton pussy pulses with need<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick standing at attention below you<<else>>your wanton pussy pulsing with need<</if>>, you squeal unexpectedly as he gives you a sudden slap across the bum, the spot pulsating with heat. Giving you no further time to prepare, you feel a rock-solid oversized cock ram into your <<if $vagina>>cunt<<else>>asshole<</if>>, the stretching sensation both painful and remarkably satisfying. Carrying on like he started, your bondage unyielding, his dick pumps in and out, rapid and rough like an industrial jackhammer going to town on your <<if $vagina>>pussy<<else>>ass<</if>>. Digging his fingers into your hips, his knees slapping against the floor behind you, you hear the man growl possessively, "TAKE … MY … COCK … YOU … SLUTTY … COW!", the rhythmic clapping of his balls against you punctuating his animalistic fervour. Unable to do anything other than submit to his fucking, pliantly yielding to his cock as it <<if $vagina>>reaches deep into your feminine depths<<else>>rubs wonderfully against your eager prostate<</if>>, the man breeds you. His stamina seemingly endless his just continues to rut with you on the floor, completely in control. Small mewls and the occasional embarrassed moo being pulled from deep within you, the man always taking a moment to snigger and slap your ass whenever he hears you moo. Your nipples being massaged by the milking machine, and your <<if $vagina>>engorged pussy<<else>>quivering asshole<</if>> being mashed by the guest, you’re in a veritable state of <<if $submission >= 25>>masochistic<<else>>surprised<</if>> bliss. Bellowing a single ear-splitting moo of utter submission, you’re brought to a shuddering orgasm by the dick breaking your cock-hole. Your <<if $vagina>>cunt<<else>>rear-hole<</if>> gripping him like a vice as it pulses with pleasure <<if $vagina>>a torrent of warm fem-cum flooding over his length<<else>>your cock spurting a torrent of cum on the floor beneath you<</if>>, your partner finishes too. Shooting a sizzling deluge of cum deep within you, he gives you one last spank before pulling out, the jolt of pain causing your <<if $vagina>>pussy<<else>>asshole<</if>> to tense around his length one last time as it departs. Taking a deep breath before laughing enthusiastically, the mysterious man tells you condescendingly, "You’re a pretty decent fuck, I’ll give you that. A great choice on my part. Now get your slutty ass in gear and make us a lot of money. Seems like we’ve already got you some takers. Your share of the money will get sent your way automatically, so see you around slut-cow". And, with that the bald man who just fucked you thoroughly leaves, his cum slowly dribbling down your thigh. Though you have no time to rest, as just like he said a brunette guy is closing in on you, not even bothering to say a word before circling behind you. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/HucowBreeding.jpg]]</div> <</if>>His cock enters your already well-fucked hole with relative ease, the previous man’s cum working as enough lube to do the job. Thankfully, or maybe not, he doesn’t feel as big as the first man, nor is he as aggressive in his thrusting. Equally, he’s a bit duller too, not having the flare the bold man had whilst he bred you, instead this guy seems to just be using you as a convenient sex toy. Having sex with a hucow likely a fantasy of his if the enthusiasm with which he goes at you. Before long though you can feel him tensing too, this second partner finishing before you have a chance to cum again yourself. However, unlike with the first man who let his load fill your depths, this man instead pulls out, painting your rear and back with a decent showering of warm semen if the tingling sensation on your skin is anything to go by. Whilst it wasn’t as fun as the first time, you get the feeling you won’t be waiting long before you get another orgasm, another guy, this one a blonde, already queued up before you eagerly awaiting his turn. Exhausted, the line of men who have bred you having taken a lot out of you, not to mention the usual draining experience of being milked. That’s not to say it was all bad though, the string of orgasms having made this stay in the dairy much more interesting. Eight in total, including the first guy, that’s how many you get through before a dairy worker comes and takes down the sign he put up, still not giving you a chance to see it. That eight doesn’t even include all the people who saw you being fucked and milked, cum running down your back and thighs in a thick river, some even take photos of you in your dishevelled state. But, as there’s nothing you can do about it, you do the next best thing and tiredly collapse back into a drowsy docile state. <<include [[Industrial Dairy Job End]]>>

Deciding that you’d not like to take the man up on his obviously dodgy offer you shake your head at him. <<if $submission > -25>>Unable to hold back another docile yawn, you look up with big weary eyes at the man, hoping he takes your refusal well<<else>>Sticking out your tongue in what you hope to be as disrespectful way as you can muster, you stare at the man with utter disinterest<</if>>. Not too surprisingly, the bald man seems to be annoyed by your decision, his face turning so red you half expect steam to begin pouring out his ears. With a sneer, he loses his cool loudly ranting, "Stupid fucking hucow! Guess you’re just a couple of fun-bags without any brains in-between. I could have made both of us rich, but you were too dumb a bitch to understand that. Your tits are gonna sag from all the milking anyway, so no real loss on my part. Maybe I’ll be back around sometime when you’d in less of a braindead mood". And, with that said he storms off. After the man you don’t see too many guests enter the room, only one or two, and none of them come up close to inspect or talk to you. But, from your glances through the viewing window you can tell, to your slight embarrassment, that a lot of visitors have seen you nude and being milked, one or two even taking photos of you in your bound state. But, as there’s nothing you can do about it, you do the next best thing and relax back into a drowsy docile state. <<include [[Industrial Dairy Job End]]>>

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesPussyLicked += 1>>Nodding your acceptance, you watch her squeal with delight, "Great! I didn’t want to count my chickens, but I was hoping you’d be up for it. Just give me a mo, gonna grab the bucket and I’ll be right back around", the pigtailed brunette hastily buzzing off in what you can only guess is in search of a bucket. <<if $submission > -25>>Humming happily whilst you wait, eyes lidding lazily, but your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy both<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> already aflame with need from what you know is about to come, time passes by slowly<<else>>Grunting in slight annoyance at the wait, internally you can’t help but admit that your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy both are<<elseif $penis>>cock is<<else>>pussy is<</if>> already aflame with need from what you know is about to come, time passes lowly<</if>>. With a clatter she returns though before too long, metal pail in hand, grin ever more exuberant. Placing the bucket down beneath your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breasts<</if>>, your client explains, "Righty-o. Well then, first of all now the bucket situ is sorted we need to get those rough pumps off your nips. They must be sore, getting all machined like that I mean. Gonna treat them nice and delicate for you instead", the rhythmic sucking of your <<if $breastSize == 0>><<checkNipple>> nipples<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> ending as she carefully pulls off the pump tubes with an audible, "POP!". Her expression changing to one of surprise, you watch on as she motions to you to wait as she rushes off once more, this time returning much quicker. Indeed, it seems like she was in search of a stool this time, as upon arriving back she places the three-legged metal seat just in front of your face. Spending an extra few seconds to readjust the position until she considers it just right, she finally nods to herself, looking back over to you. Drowsy as you are you didn’t really know what to expect, but your client bringing out a stool should have been the big clue. Indeed, before your eyes the woman hikes up her dress’ skirt around her waist, giving you a perfect view of her puffy pink pussy and neatly trimmed bush sitting above it. However, you soon get a much closer view as she quickly takes her set, her already moist feminine slit pressed straight into your face, the musky wanton smell giving you the impression that she has had a busy day walking about the facility. Your nose pressed against her tiny pleasure button, and your lips practically enveloped within her vagina she’s straddling them so closely, your vision has become limited to say the least. What you do know though, is that she most decidedly has begun to play with your <<checkNipple>> nipples, the almost electric shock of pleasure coursing down your spine as your breast <<checkLactationType>> spurts out from them. It feels so good, much different than the mechanical pumping from before, a lot more delicate and warmer as her fingers caress your soft buds. "Now don’t you go getting lazy on me now", you hear muffled from above you, a pair of supple thighs wrapped around your head stifling the sound, "My cunny isn’t just a nice sleeping spot. You’ve got to put some work in with your licker too!", her tone joking but obviously desiring you to get to work on her request too. That said, there isn’t much you can do other than lazily tracing your tongue around her canal, the way you’re bound and she’s sitting precluding you from doing anything else useful. You do rub her clit with your nose though, getting a squirt of tasty salty yet slightly sour girl cum across your taste buds in turn. It’s nice, and oddly relaxing. Not like you have many choices at this point other than to let her slowly milk you into the pail below, your <<if $vagina && $penis>>cock and pussy warming up with desire<<elseif $penis>>cock rock hard with desire<<else>>pussy hot and engorged with desire<</if>>. Small mewls and the occasional embarrassed moo being pulled from deep within you, but again the noise mostly being swallowed by her pussy hole, you can just about hear the bucket below you making a more sloshy sound than the previous metal pings. It seems like she wasn’t all talk about being used to milking hucows, your <<if $breastSize > 0>>breasts<<else>>chest<</if>> feeling much lighter than before. And, by the way her thighs are trembling around the back of your head, you’d guess that she is appreciative of the attention you’re giving her too. Then those very same thighs suddenly tense up, the pressure almost making you feel like your head was about to pop off. Thankfully it doesn’t, instead a deluge of that same salty yet slightly sour fem cum flooding into your mouth, swallowed down your neck in your attempts to breath. You don’t even want to imagine what your face must look like, her sticky wetness feeling like it clings to every square inch of it. Still, from the moans and sighs above you, along with the lack of fingers on your sensitive nipples, you figure that she just came from your oral efforts. Movement around your ears and rapid lowering of pressure on your skull finally allows the rush of sound to flow back to you. At the same time, her moving back off of the stool finally allows for fresh air to reach you once more after being confined in your client’s humid folds for so long, causing you to deeply breath it in to recover. She meanwhile seems to be in a similar state of breathlessness for different reasons, taking this opportunity to return the stool and pour out the pail of <<checkLactationType>> into a hatch in the wall nearby. Given a moment to rest, you can’t help still feel rather pent up, her attention stimulating, but not stimulating enough to put you over the edge disappointingly. Her smile beaming with a dopey post-sex tinge to it, the brunette giggles, "Well I dare say that was certainly something! If I had the choice I’d be taking you back home right this here second and tying you down to my bed for a fortnight. As it stands though all I can do is pay my way, and tell you that you are the prettiest thing in these here parts darling. And a grade A milker by my accounts", kneeling down so she’s in front of you she leans in for a hot passionate kiss, her tongue intermingling with yours delightfully. She even licks some of her girl cum off of your <<checkLips>> lips as she pulls back. "Guess this is when I say my goodbyes. Hopefully I’ll be back around some time, so we can have some more fun then. You keep that cute face of yours safe for me, you hear", she calls standing up once more and finally dealing with her hiked up dress by settling it back down and smoothing it out. Finally putting the milking pumps back on your nipples, the roughness immediately noticeable in contrast to her subtle ministrations, she gives you on last kiss on the forehead before leaving you to continue being milked. After the woman you don’t see too many guests enter the room, only one or two, and none of them come up close to inspect or talk to you. But, from your glances through the viewing window you can tell, to your slight embarrassment, that a lot of visitors have seen you nude and being milked, one or two even taking photos of you in your bound state. But, as there’s nothing you can do about it, you do the next best thing and relax back into a drowsy docile state. <<include [[Industrial Dairy Job End]]>>

Deciding that you’d not like to take the woman up on her offer you shake your head at her. <<if $submission > -25>>Unable to hold back another docile yawn, you look up with big weary eyes at the lady, hoping she takes your refusal well<<else>>Yawning in what you hope to be as disrespectful way as you can muster, you stare at the woman with utter disinterest<</if>>. Thankfully, other than a rather effective pout she seems to take your rebuffing well, a smile reappearing almost immediately. Snapping her fingers, she exclaims, "Aww fiddlesticks, thought you’d be up for that. Guess I’ll have to get over my homesickness some other way. Maybe I’ll be back around in the future, see if an adorable little milker like you might be more in the mood then". And, with the flicking of her braided pigtails as she turns, the woman leaves you be. After the woman you don’t see too many guests enter the room, only one or two, and none of them come up close to inspect or talk to you. But, from your glances through the viewing window you can tell, to your slight embarrassment, that a lot of visitors have seen you nude and being milked, one or two even taking photos of you in your bound state. But, as there’s nothing you can do about it, you do the next best thing and relax back into a drowsy docile state. <<include [[Industrial Dairy Job End]]>>

Drowsily strapped into your frame, your eyelids languidly struggling to stay open, you’re on the edge of falling asleep when you realize that someone new is standing before you. Rolling your gaze upwards, you spot in front of you a brunette woman wearing a light and airy blouse and flowing skirt combination, her hair in a pair of braided pigtails. Looking her over she seems excited, a gleam in her eyes standing out to you even in your state of milking induced drowsiness. Letting out a large yawn, you watch on as she moves closer, offering you a cheerful smile. "Hello there. Ain’t you an adorable one. Papa owns a farm full of sweetheart’s like you, real lovely cow-folks. I’m out here working out a deal for him but doesn’t mean I don’t get homesick for all those cute milkers. I’ve got an idea, hope it doesn’t sound strange of me. I want to milk you. By hand like, all traditional style. And if you wouldn’t mind, then maybe you’d give me a good lick-down at the same time. I can pay too", the brunette explains, her pigtails shaking energetically framing her face as she speaks. Thinking over his offer a moment, you try to take in all the information. Letting her milk you whilst you lick her out could make you some money, <<if $sexualPreference !=1>>and it could be fun. She looks clean, and it’s only a little oral at the end of the day<<else>>but you’re not into women so it’s not something you’d consider fun<</if>>. On the other side, you’d be letting someone treat you like a cow as they hand milk you, not to mention you don’t know if they’ll be rough with your poor nipples. Either way, you probably shouldn’t keep the woman waiting too long if you don’t want to look rude at your job. Do you: <<if $sexualPreference !=2>>[[Agree to her offer|Industrial Dairy Job 7a]]<<else>>You’re not into women, so her offer isn’t something you’d be interested in accepting<</if>> [[Decline her offer|Industrial Dairy Job 7b]]

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<<addToUnderwear "Black Boxer Shorts">>You bring the Black Boxer Shorts to the shops counter. "Really? I don’t get the point but whatever, boy underwear is super dumb and not cute at all. Also, won't they just get in the way?", Tilly shrugs in confusion as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "White Briefs">>You bring the White Briefs to the shops counter. "Really? I don’t get the point but whatever, boy underwear is super dumb and not cute at all. Also, won't they just get in the way?", Tilly shrugs in confusion as she finishes processing your order. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Black Boxer Shorts">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Black Boxer Shorts you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Cool. They look airy", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "White Boxer Shorts">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of White Boxer Shorts you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Cool. They look airy", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Blue Boxer Shorts">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Blue Boxer Shorts you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Cool. They look airy", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Red Boxer Shorts">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Red Boxer Shorts you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Cool. They look airy", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Black Briefs">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Black Briefs you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. They look comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "White Briefs">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of White Briefs you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. They look comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Blue Briefs">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Blue Briefs you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. They look comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Red Briefs">>After wandering around the store for a while, looking through the shelves and racks of lingerie and underwear, your attention finally falls on one of the displays in particular. Deciding upon a pair of Red Briefs you take it over to Destiny at the counter, the somewhat lethargic shopworker running it through a scanner skilfully concealed behind. "Nice. They look comfortable", Destiny states conversationally as she processes the payment, offering you a smile as she does. It takes her a moment for the till to react, but when it does your points are appropriately reduced, with Destiny packing your purchase away in a shopping bag with the businesses logo on the side. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Flirty Touch Stock]].

Deciding to take Seb up on his offer, the idea of getting payment and a store discount just for putting on an outfit for him, you ask him, "Hey, Seb. That modelling job still open?". Giving you a smug wink, the answer plain to see from just that, the heavily pierced man responds, "Course it is mate, the gig’s still up for grabs. Just let me get this shi…shop closed up and we’ll nip into the back and get it sorted", his attempt to stop swearing mid-word making you stifle a laugh given his general out there demeanour. It only takes Seb a minute to close up the shop, setting a hanging sign in the window to clearly mark that the store isn’t open for business at the moment. That said, you can’t ever remember seeing this place be too busy, likely a result of the shop catering more to custom orders. It’s on that thought that you’re whisked into a backroom by the alternative-intern, the tailoring studio both dramatically spacious as it is whilst retraining the classical elegance of the rest of the store. It’s remarkable really, more so than ever because of how much Seb’s fetishy look clashes with it. "Alright, over here is my spot. Take a seat, I’ll go grab it all and the camera setup", the intern explains, seemingly more in a rush now than earlier as he gestures over to a stool by a desk in a drabber section of the cavernous studio. Seeing no reason not to, you park yourself on the three-legged wooden perch, waiting as patiently as you can muster for his return. Glancing over at the slanted desktop, you do notice a collection of hand-drawn illustrations, designs for clothing. Latex dresses, leather skirts and harnesses, even a few latex versions of business wear. <<if $backgroundNumber == 5>>They’re wonderful designs you’d say given your experience in the industry, talented enough work to land the creator a position at any designer brand they wanted<<else>>You’re no expert on the specifics of such, but they look good<</if>>, all signed off by Seb. In fact, as you look at them you can’t help the thought running through your mind, "Maybe Seb actually is pretty good at this and not just all talk". Again though, you don’t get too much of a chance to roll those thoughts around before the pointed-eared tailor returns, arms strewn with a mess of latex, leather, and shiny buckles, all with a camera balanced on top. "Soz for the wait mate, took a bit to grab the stuff together. Now, might not have filled in the fullest of details before, but this outfit might be a tough spot to get set into yourself. Not saying that I’m one hundred percent going to have to help you get into it. Just like 99 percent chance that’s gonna be the need", the cheeky Seb barely holding back a snort of laughter on the last part. Laying the pieces out on a surface nearby for you to see, you start getting the picture a bit better. The largest part is a shiny black latex catsuit that goes from the tips of the wearer’s toes right up to the top of the wearer’s neck, the arms equally encased. Next comes the full-face latex hood, the neck section coming to the bottom of the neck to create an overlap with the catsuit, though at least it has eyeholes and a mouth hole if nothing else. The rest of the items are less comforting; a buckling leather heavy-duty blindfold, an equally sturdy leather buckle gag, a full leather arm-binder, and two leather buckled strap sets you assume have something to do with the wearer’s legs. Saying that this was an outfit was somewhat of an understatement on Seb’s part to be sure, the ensemble more a collection of bondage implements than anything. Rolling your eyes at this realization, you glare at Seb, "Yeah, probably going to need help buckling myself into an armbinder. So, I guess I’m getting changed here too", not expecting a changing room, though how useful that would be when he needs to help you into everything is equally debatable. "You’ve caught on quick mate. Yeah, we don’t really have a changing room for trying things out anyway, but not a chance back here. Most of this stuff is custom, means we have to do nude fittings, not much point for modesty when you’re that far in anyway", he shrugs with his characteristic smirk, waiting patiently for you to get ready. Sighing, you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked. At the end of the day being seen briefly naked by Seb isn’t the worst thing in the world and isn’t too unexpected for the work<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked. At the end of the day being seen briefly naked by Seb isn’t the worst thing in the world and isn’t too unexpected for the work<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked. At the end of the day being seen briefly naked by Seb isn’t the worst thing in the world and isn’t too unexpected for the work<<else>>stand awkwardly already naked so not needing to get undressed<</if>>. Seb, meanwhile, spends a second putting the camera up on a tripod and messing with the lighting in the corner of the room, more focused and attentive than he usually is. Looking over his shoulder at you mid calibrating the camera, he grins, calling out impishly, "Cracking bod $firstName. So, you ready to get suited?", his attention finally back to you as he approaches the catsuit holding it out unfurled to you. Taking the slick black outfit from his hands, the surface so smooth it’s hard to keep a good hold on, you reply, "Sure, no point in wasting anymore time waiting", now fully ready to get started [[modelling the latex and leather bondage gear|Boundless Seb Quest Main]].

<<sweat>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Under Seb’s directions you begin by opening up the black latex catsuit, the seam skilfully hidden to such an extent that it was inevitable that you would need to ask him how to get into it. Next you roll it up to the point where all that’s unrolled are the catsuits feet, continuing by sticking your feet snugly into place before slowly sliding the latex up your skin as you unfurl it upwards. This process causes the tight slick substance to cling to your skin, the sensation odd but not unappealing, especially how it cups <<if $breastSize > 0>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs<<else>>chest<</if>> and <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> causing a slight friction-based pleasant feeling. "Looks smashing", Seb comments as he watches you deal with the long slender arm sections with their built-in gloves. By design you have to handle this part one at a time, rolling up the sleeves so you can get your hand in before slipping it up your arm, but by now you have enough of a hang of the process to manage it without too many slip-ups. You originally thought that getting the back sealed up again might have been the toughest part, however, it’s remarkably easy, the sections practically self-sealing when you nudge them together. That done, all you have left for the catsuit is to finish pulling the final section up to the top of your neck and then you’re done. Unsure how to react, you ask the heavily pierced intern, "How does it look?", twisting slightly to get a better look at yourself. Eyeing you up surprisingly critically, even taking a pacing circle around you, he answers, "It’s gone on well for you. Suits you too. Might have to slick it up with some polish, though maybe that can wait as this is just to sort out the fit. Can’t see any wrinkles or air bubbles though, so I think I’m in the clear so far. Why don’t you take a gander in one of the mirrors, see what you think", his offer one that you can’t help but take him up on. The first thing you notice when you see yourself is just how shiny the latex catsuit is. Seb might have worried previously it wasn’t polished enough, but with the light beaming down on you it’s hard to image it being any shinier. It also has the habit of emphasizing all your curves whilst flattening things out a little, making you look slim and toned, which is quite nice. The last thing that stands out to you, maybe more than anything else even, is that it feels so comfortable. Whilst you have no reason to suspect it’s made of anything other than latex clinging to your skin, it feels perfect, not too tight or too loose in any spot. "Done admiring your reflection mate? Not that I’m judging or nowt, but we’re on a bit of a schedule. Hood next, might need to prep a bit for it though. Roll it up same as before<<if $hairLength >= 4>> and gather up your hair a bit so it doesn’t get too badly trapped<</if>>. Raring to go?", Seb interrupts you, passing over the rather intimidating looking latex hood. Again following his instructions, you roll up the hood into something more similar to a beanie, <<if $hairLength>>gathering your <<checkHair>> hair into a bundle before securing it much like you would a swim cap<<else>>securing it atop your head much like you would a swim cap<</if>>. Spreading it out down your face is a rather claustrophobic experience, but not a difficult one, the hood fitting so well you half suspect that it auto-adjusts to fit your face. That or that it was made specifically for you. Regardless, you finish securing the bottom of the hood against your collarbone, one more piece of the ensemble now in place. Whistling flirtishly, Seb interjects, "Nice and sealed in now. Next up we sort out the armbinder I’m thinking mate. That way if those or the ankle-to-thigh binds are too tight or uncomfortable you can tell me, rather than having the gag getting in the middle of that", taking the hefty piece of leather and lacing in hand. Placing your wrists together behind your back with your arms going straight down, he starts to put it on by having your bawl your hands into fists. Sheathing your already latex covered arms into the leather casing, you already are starting to feel the heat of everything you’re wearing, a wet sweaty sensation building up against your skin. Still, it takes another few minutes for Seb to sort out the lacing, the process longwinded and laborious, soon accompanied by him buckling some sections together more tightly until there’s a consistent pressure on your shoulder blades. "How much longer?", you half ask half whine to the heavily pierced intern, the level of encasement beginning to feel oppressive given your lack of being used to such experiences. Seb meanwhile just smiles knowingly, probably quite aware of how stifling the outfit is. "Not long now, not long. We’ll be done in a flash, just got the leg binds, the rest are just two secs of a job. Anyway, better get down on the floor for the next part, would be a bugger to do otherwise", he explains, gathering up the two ankle-to-thigh binds up. Thankfully those aren’t too long a process to get on you, even if stumbling down onto the floor with your hands tied the way they are is a tad inelegant. True to his word, Seb buckles first the ankle section and then the thigh section, connecting the two so you’re stuck with your knees out in triangles. With a solid bar connecting the two, your legs are firmly kept in place, stopping your from standing or even crawling. <<if $breastSize > 0>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/SebBondageFemale.jpg]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/SebBondageMale.jpg]]</div><</if>> Lastly come the blindfold and gag, the final piece out of all of them being the gag as Seb seems to want to check in with you that everything is okay at every stage. Both pieces are heavy-duty to say the least, the gag not going in too far but still successfully sealing off your ability to speak. Whilst the blindfold, on the other hand, is so thick that you’re plunged into an all-encompassing darkness as soon as it’s buckled in place. Everything now worn by you, you get a momentary sinking sensation as a thought passes through your mind. "What if this is all a trick", but reassuringly from what you do know about Seb you don’t think him capable of keeping secrets. As such you wait, sweaty, unseeing, and unable to move outside of a slight rolling to-and-fro. … It feels like hours disoriented as you are, time passing slowly in your confinement. However, as bright light suddenly floods back into your senses, you hear the familiar voice of Seb call out, "All done mate! Let’s get you out of that gear. By now you must be sweating buckets, and I know from experience that it does a bugger on making you need the loo", your overheated and overstimulated mind unable to resist laughing at the last part as he unbuckles the gag too. Still exactly where you were when this all started, Seb makes quick work of undoing the leg binds and armbinder, explaining that he wants to do the legs first as the armbinder will be easier when you’re standing. This time however, he does help you get up, something you’re appreciative of given how much your legs feel like jelly after being stuck in one position for who knows how long. Once you’re steady on your feet he also handles the armbinder, finally giving you freedom to move your own hands again. After that it doesn’t take you too much time to peel the hood off of your head and the latex suit off of the rest of your body. It does stick a little in places, and the huge amount of your sweat that has accumulated within it is rather disconcerting and probably not doing much in your favour, but finally your skin can breath again. Cooling down and feeling refreshed, you <<if $currentClothing !="Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>put back on your shed garments and<<else>>stand nude and<</if>> [[wait for Seb to pay you|Boundless Seb Quest End][$sebQuestFinished = true]].

<<if $sebQuestEnding == 1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/SebBondageFemalePhoto.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/SebBondageMalePhoto.png]]</div><</if>> <a data-passage="Room Hub">Finish inspecting the photo</a>

<<addToMidShelf "Seb’s latex bondage photo">><<if $breastSize > 0>><<set $sebQuestEnding = 1>><<else>><<set $sebQuestEnding = 2>><</if>>After giving you a second to catch your breath and unwind, Seb gestures back towards the stool, grinning, "Take a load off. I’ll show you how it looked on you and get your pay sorted. Thanks again for helping me out on this, I really appreciate it mate, so I say this in the nicest and friendliest of terms. Boy did you sweat yourself up storm! Might want to get yourself a shower before getting up to much else". Glaring at him for just a moment before breaking into laughter, his friendly and forthright attitude hard to stay mad at even if he is saying you stink as a result of helping him out. So, you take a seat, secretly glad to not be standing with how much your recent bondage sapped your energy. Curious about how it went you ask as Seb fetches the camera from its stand, "So I smell bad now? Alright, thanks for that. Did it all fit properly at least?". "See for yourself", the alternatively styled intern answers smugly, pulling a photograph out of the bottom of the camera which develops over just a few moments right in front of your eyes. <<if $sebQuestEnding == 1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/SebBondageFemalePhoto.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/SebBondageMalePhoto.png]]</div><</if>> Eyes clinging onto the sight before you, at first it’s strikingly strange to see yourself in such a state. On the one side it’s basically impossible to tell who the figure in the picture is, the level of bondage so absolute that you have a hard time thinking how much further you even could have been bound. At the same time, it’s kind of … hot? "Feel free to pocket it. Got the original file for my work, not that the catsuit needs much else doing to it", Seb interjects with a grin, heading over towards another table with a collection of clothing atop of it along with a rather sleek mounted tablet computer, "Just going to sort out your payment, won’t be two secs" . Nodding and calling over to him, "No worries, I can wait", you take the opportunity to relax, having to put some effort into not falling off of the stool given how drained you feel. <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Latex Catsuit") == -1>><<addToWardrobe "Black Latex Catsuit">><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/BlackLatexCatsuit.png]]</div>Returning Seb hands you a folded up Black Latex Catsuit, explaining impishly, "You might be sick to death of them after earlier, but I get the impression that you’re secretly pining for your own catsuit. On the plus, this one should be less sweaty than the one you tried out earlier. Downside of sealing up the hands and feet is they cook inside and end up as sweat traps for sure", the shiny latex outfit landing gratefully in your tired hands.<<else>><<set $ggp += 500>>Returning Seb explains impishly, "Shame I don’t have anything really to hand over to you. But, rest assured, I’ve sorted it so you’ll be credited 500 G.G.P. Would have normally given you a latex catsuit, but from what I understand you already have one. No sense in have duplicates in your wardrobe, so thought I’d kick you back enough money to buy one and that’d be about as good".<</if>> Continuing, he adds, "Also added you to the employee list. Technically true, we put all the models on it, just don’t let the old man know you’re a one-timer. You’d be fine, but the earache I’d get over it would be a huge drag on my day. Anyway mate, it’s a twenty percent cut on the normal price which should get you nicely kitted out", his stance making you think he’s wanting to get back to the front of store, you get up and begin heading that way. "Thanks again, you saved my butt", the heavily pierced fetish tailor finishes as he gets back to his usual spot behind the counter as you circle around it. "It’s fine Seb, thanks for offering me the work", you respond, finally starting to feel yourself again, sweaty as you might still be. Thinking over it, it was pretty fun. Tiring though. Seb actually seemed to know what he was doing, and you can’t help but wonder who ordered such a restraining outfit. All that running through your mind, you once more find yourself [[standing before the Boundless coutner|Boundless]].

<<if visited()<=1>>Curiosity getting the better of you, you walk over to the cluster of people surrounding the confused blonde bimbo-ish girl and the mysterious suit wearing man. Closing in on the group, you see that indeed the pair are playing chess. And, if you had to say by the collection of removed pieces it looks like he’s beating her by a mile. However, looking at the expression on his face the competition isn’t too interesting to him, his book far better company. In fact, you’d say he was downright bored. Intrigued about the enigmatic gentleman, you try to get a closer look at him. However, mysteriously, no matter how hard you stare at him you can’t see his face beneath the shadow of his pinstriped fedora. All you can tell is that he has the build of a healthy adult man, has dark what you’d consider medium length hair for a man, and that he’s wearing an expensive looking pinstripe black and red suit complete with a red waistcoat. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ChessManLarge.png]]</div> "Come now darling. Winning at this point for you is practically impossible. Call it a day and come back another day", the man wearily comments, his call for her to just give in seemingly going on deaf ears as she moves another piece, her focus entirely on the game. As the rook lands back down on the chessboard the effect is immediate. With a loud, "THWUMP!", the girl’s breasts expanding from a B-Cup to at least an E-Cup in less than a second. She meanwhile cries out, "Totally not fair! I like, totally had you! This is super unfair, I’m calling cheats!", in the process of her tantrum knocking most of the pieces off of the board. Glancing up from his book, the strange man begins picking up the dropped pieces, gathering them back onto the board. Exhaustedly he explains, "Knocking the pieces off of the board like that is considered a surrender. Usually I might just reset the pieces and allow my opponent to continue, but as things stand, you’re just making a fool of yourself. Read the book I sent you some more, then if you still feel you might be able to beat me you can return and challenge me … again", in the process dismissively waving her off. Squealing with incoherent rage, the girl gets up, her new tits flopping about dramatically as she does. Stomping off, she turns just long enough to shout, "I’ll like totally be the bestest winner person next time!", before flailing out of sight. Thinking it’s all over, you and the crowd begin to disperse as the strange man begins idly placing the chess pieces back to their start points. However, when you start to depart you hear a powerfully voiced call from behind you, "$firstName $secondName I presume". Shocked you turn your attention to him, unsure how he could know who you are. Yet, rooted to the spot nervously, you can’t help but respond, "Yes. How do you know who I am?". "Indeed. $firstName $secondName, true age $startAge with a current biological age of $age years. Has resided in the facility $day days and is $height inches tall. I believe all of that information stands correct?", the suited man spiels off, occasionally looking at his antique leather book, "But where are my manners. Whilst I prefer a level of anonymity in my dealings, you may call me the Chess Man. A pleasure to meet you", the so called ‘Chess Man’ gesturing for you to take the seat of his recently fled companion. As if in a stupor, his detailed knowledge of you unsettling, you sit down, now directly facing him. Strangely, despite your new vantage point you can make out no further details of the man’s face. In fact, if you had to guess you’d suspect he had some form of advanced technology blocking you from seeing it, though you’ve never even heard of something like that existing. "Okay … um, Chess Man … but still, how do you know who I am?", you ask again, the whole situation still remarkably surreal. Giving off an aura that comes off like a grin despite it being hard to see if it is, the Chess Man explains, "Let’s just conclude that I am either important enough to have access to that information or have contacts with people important enough to get it for me. For now, what you need to know is the offer I pose. You see, I have been in the market for a companion slave for a long time now. I am, as you could say, picky. Whilst an attractive appearance is certainly important, in this day and age of genetic modification therapy an attractive appearance is something that can be acquired for anyone with enough money. No, I instead desire a companion who is, how to explain it, more astute than your regular sex-craved nymphomaniac". Sweeping his hand above the chessboard he continues, "That is the purpose of this. I challenge those on the training program who pique my interest, in turn they are rewarded with facility points whether they win or lose. Though more so if they win. The part that makes it more interesting is that the more moves you take to win or lose, the more chance you have of a random transformation taking place. They are calibrated to your perceived interests, but largely stand as an incentive for you not just to play well, but for you to be tactical in your game choices. Win enough, then we might talk of you possibly filling the position as my companion. Regardless, there is certainly some benefit in playing with me even if that doesn’t yet interest you". Your nerves settling as your curiosity for the situation grows, you answer the mystery man, "That’s certainly an interesting offer. I’ll have to think about it more though. If I decide I’m willing to give this a try where should I look for you?", still not one hundred percent sure what to make of what he’s laid out. "Understandable. Pragmatic even. Of course you can have some time to mull over my offer. If anything, it would be prudent for you to brush up on your chess skills before trying to beat me. As for where to find me, I am settled right where I am now most days, business precludes me from straying too far from here. I shall be here if you come searching for me, I assure you. Now do you have any other current business with me?", the Chess Man finishes, confidently seated across from you as he holds his leather tome in one hand. Again, you can’t be sure, but you do get a tingle down your spine that he’s observing you intensely.<<else>>Approaching his usual spot, you once more arrive to find the Chess Man sitting exactly where you expected to find him. Perched reading his unique large brown leather-bound tome, you get the impression that he’s already noticed you though he doesn’t let on that he has in even the slightest of ways. As usual, his signature chessboard lies before him on the table, ready to accept challengers. Still intrigued about the enigmatic gentleman, you try to get a closer look at him as you get closer. However, mysteriously, no matter how hard you stare at him you can’t see his face beneath the shadow of his pinstriped fedora. Infuriatingly, all you can tell is that he has the build of a healthy adult man, has dark what you’d consider medium length hair for a man, and that he’s wearing an expensive looking pinstripe black and red suit complete with a red waistcoat. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ChessManLarge.png]]</div> "Good day $firstName, what luck brings you to me this day? Are you here to play a spot of chess? Or, is there something else of import you wish to discuss? Regardless, please take a seat", the Chess Man greets you, offering you the seat across from him.<</if>> Do you: <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to challenge The Chess Man to a game of chess, maybe you’ll feel more up to it later.<<else>>[[Challenge the Chess Man to a game of chess|Admin Hub Chess Man Chess Start][$actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>><<if !visited("Admin Hub Chess Man Ask Teach")>> [[Ask the mysterious Chess Man to teach you to play better|Admin Hub Chess Man Ask Teach]]<<elseif $ggp < 500 && !$chessTrait>> Ask for a chess lesson - 500 G.G.P - Cannot afford<<elseif $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit && !$chessTrait>> Ask for a chess lesson - 500 G.G.P - You’re too tired for a lesson currently<<elseif !$chessTrait>> [[Ask for a chess lesson|Admin Hub Chess Man Teach][$ggp -= 500, $actionAmountCurrent += 1]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>> [[Finish spending time with the Chess Man|Admin Hub]]

Deciding to sign up for the first ‘Mom-ster’ adventure the nursery has on off<<if $firstMomsterStart>> again<</if>>, you tell the tree, "I’d like to go on the Dragon’s Kitchen adventure<<if $firstMomsterStart>> again<</if>>, please talking tree", waiting confusedly for a response, not entirely sure how to interact with a large moving computer faced tree. "Hmmm, that sounds like you’re going to have a fun day there little $firstName. I’ll let them know right away that you will be heading over. From what I’ve heard that adventure involves having to escape from the kitchen of a very affectionate dragon, attempting to reclaim a present hidden within. Extremely exciting! When you’re ready, please proceed to the arch labelled ‘Adventure’. Have a great day $firstName!", it answers in its booming voice, the screen featuring its cartoony face. Just as you’re about to turn away, interested to find out more about the adventure you’ve signed up for, and not sure if you believe that you’re going to be transported across the world, you notice that the trees’ face has changed into a cartoon advert. Starting with the title, "Mom-ster: Dragon Kitchen Escape", flashing onto the screen in thick cartoony lettering topped with cake icing. This is followed up by an animatic of an anthropomorphic dragon woman mixing cake batter in the foreground as a door opens in the background, a large white boxed present with a red bow wrapped around it highlighted within it by a dramatic beam of light. Finishing with a black screen, complete with the words, "Coming Soon!", scrawled across it, you get the impression that this might be the advert for your upcoming adventure. Heading across the immense main nursery room, over to the arch marked, "Adventure", you begin the long walk down the corridor beyond. The corridor remaining extremely long just as it did on your first visit. … <<if !$firstMomsterFailed && !$firstMomsterComplete>>"Good day. It’s a pleasure to see you again $firstName", Daisy the blonde bunny-girl Lolita fashion enthusiast greets you as she dips into a curtsy, having met you on her way out of the adventure back into the waiting room. Most notably though, is that her usually well-maintained pigtails ate rucked up and uneven, giving her a much less well-groomed appearance than usual. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisyLarge.png]]</div> "Thanks. It’s nice to see you too Daisy", you respond with a pleasant smile, unable to hold yourself back from enquiring about her state with a quick, "Did the adventure go well?". Running her hands through her hair frustratedly, the usually incredibly composed girl grumbles, "No … not at all! I just don’t get it! Everything I did was fruitless. I tried to reason with that gargantuan dragon woman, nothing. I tried to bargain with her, a complete disaster. I even tried to placate her, all that did was run down the clock! Katie has already beaten this adventure twice, yet I continue to fall short on it and I cannot understand why. Maybe I need to write down my thoughts so I can compose a more thoughtful argument that might get through to that dragon lady ….". Now noticing that she’s getting increasingly worked up by her lack of success at the adventure, you decide to interrupt her stream of thought in hope of calming her down. Announcing in a calm yet loud tone, "I’m sure that you’ll figure it out", you start to speak, a thought suddenly coming to you. "Especially given Katie’s success, maybe it requires a more active response than trying to convince the adventure’s dragon. You could always ask Katie for some advice, I’m sure she’d be willing to help you", your comment thankfully snap her out of her rambling with ease. Straightening out her frazzled pigtails fastidiously with her hands, putting them into a more reasonable state, Daisy sighs to herself before responding, "Thank you $firstName. It’s possible that I have been … lax in my planning for the adventure. That a more physical response is necessary to win is a viable thought. Though asking Katie for advice on this is most assuredly out of the question. I’d never hear the end of it. Good luck on your own attempt". Giving you a quick goodbye hug, you’re left alone in the flashy waiting room for only a few moments longer before the ready light turns green, a nearby screen listing your name. Bracing yourself, ready to adventure, you take one last look at the pastel coloured and extremely plush waiting room before walking towards the ornate wooden double-doors which open before you, [[enveloping you in a bright all-encompassing light|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Setup]].<<else>>"Heya $firstName", Katie the energetic braided pigtailed blonde enthusiastically greets you, having met you on her way out of the adventure back into the waiting room. Of course, before you have a chance to respond she practically pounces at you, engaging you in an affectionate hug as she giggles, "GLOMP!" <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/KatieLarge.png]]</div> "Nice to see you too Katie", you wheeze from within her grasp, winded by the sudden collision. Realizing that she’s in good spirits and has just come out of the adventure you manage to add, "Did the adventure go well?". Giving you one last hearty squeeze before letting go, Katie squeals merrily, "Eeeee! Yay’s! I won again, I won again! Daisy keeps losing coz really she’s a stinky bunny-butt and I’m the smart one of us. This is like, at least the fifth-est time I beat it! It’s so fun, and it’s different each time, I love it!", her good mood rather infectious, bringing a smile to your face. Seeing a good chance to get some tips, you ask her, "That’s good. So, how do you keep managing to beat the adventure? Any advice?", the outgoing blonde’s eyes lighting up with glee at your question. "Well, this one time I ran around the room knocking things over until there was this super huge mess! Then this other time, I threw my diaper at her so she couldn’t see, and it took her like lots of time to deal with that, so I gots the present then. And another time I hid in cupboard until she totally freaked out! Ooo, and another time she tried to put me in mittens, but I bit off the strap coz I’m smart!", she giggles, waving her arms around for emphasis. Not seeing too much good advice in her excited ramblings, you decide to ask again, curious if you can get something useful to work with. "That all sounds a lot of fun Katie, but any specific advice about how to get through that door? Or, maybe, anything that’ll help dealing with the dragon lady in general?". Still highly excited but now less frothingly so, Katie continues, "Well silly, you should have just said that firsts. Getting the key is tough, I think that’s the part she is best at stopping, so I try to get the stool ready first-est. She’s pretty nice too, but if you make too much trouble too soon she’ll get more … watch-y, so you have to look out for that. Like with any good prank you need to wait until she’s super distracted too. That’s when you strike! Oh, and the most important-est part, she makes tasty cookies that she’ll distract you with, that was how I lost that time because she just kept feeding me cookie mix …. and also I might have got a tummy ache from eating too much and decided to take a nap. Now you know you can win all the times!", the pigtailed blonde giving you a thumbs-up of support as she grins at you like a goon. Giving you a quick goodbye hug, you’re left alone in the flashy waiting room for only a few moments longer before the ready light turns green, a nearby screen listing your name. Bracing yourself, ready to adventure, you take one last look at the pastel coloured and extremely plush waiting room before walking towards the ornate wooden double-doors which open before you, [[enveloping you in a bright all-encompassing light|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Setup][$firstMomsterStart = true]].<</if>>

<<if $furniture.indexOf("Bouquet of roses") == -1>><<addToFurniture "Bouquet of roses">><</if>><<if $davisAttitude == 1>>"They're lovely, thank you. It sounds like you went through a lot of trouble to get these", you reply to Davis, a smile on your face as you look at the beautiful bouquet of roses. A look of relief plainly evident on his face, "I'm glad you like them sweetheart, and you were very well mannered accepting them. I knew you were one of the good ones. You're welcome to take them with you and put them in your room, hopefully as a reminder of a good first date between us. I've already taken the liberty of ordering for us when I made the reservations, they're putting on a wide selection of smaller courses. Thought it was a better choice than picking something you didn't like". As if waiting for him to announce the plans, the next course is delivered, an aromatic soup which has you salivating. As you work your way through the courses you chat a little with Davis, as the date goes on the agent seems to start regaining his confidence taking more control over the conversation. Small tasty dishes acting as an excellent ice-breaker to get the conversation started between the two of you. The conversation ends up mostly being about discovering things you're both interested in, Davis talking in depth about his interest in repairing old motorbikes, lamenting that he's not able to whilst working at the facility due to lack of space. He seems very interested in finding out what your hobbies and interests are, whilst simultaneously actively avoiding any questions relating to your past. As the dessert course is announced by your waiter, a rich berry cheese cake. You look on confused as only one plate is brought out, delivered in front of Davis. Gesturing you over to him, you decide that nothing bad has happened yet, so you might as well get up and see what he has planned. Moving closer to him, you suddenly find yourself in motion, thrown off balance as he maneuvers you into a sitting position on his lap. Both laughing at the situation, Davis delivers a tender kiss to your forehead, one arm rapped around you possessively. "Okay, I'm going to spell out the situation and I want you to listen to what I have to say. I've had a lot of fun and I'd like to consider the two of us dating. If you want, you can walk out of here after dessert, no hard feelings, I'd even be happy to do this all again if you ever change your mind in the future. However, if you want to take our dating a little further, then I'll take you back to my apartment and show you how I treat my princess", Davis sooths, stroking your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair as he does. Not giving you a chance to answer, he brings a fork full of cheese cake to your mouth, tenderly feeding you the tasty dessert as he strokes your back and whispers romantic nothings in your ear. The cake finished, finally able to respond, Davis looks down at you. Just a hint of worry evident on his face.<<elseif $davisAttitude == 2>>"They're fine, sure", you reply to Davis, a forced smile on your face as you look at the bouquet of roses. Looking back at the agent, you notice he no longer looks nervous, his demeanour looking a lot more assertive. Patting yourself on the back for your skilful handling of the situation you return your attention to the recently delivered salad, taking a fork full of the fresh vegetation. Placing the morsel in your mouth you are struck by the delicate taste, pleasantly surprised by the high quality of the dish. Suddenly you realise that someone is standing beside you, looming over your seated form. Turning, you notice that it's Davis, no longer in his seat across from you. Taking the fork out of you hand and placing it back on the plate, what happens next catches you completely by surprise. With a feat of amazing strength and obvious training, Davis picks you up, hefting you over the shoulder in one deft move. <<if $submission >0>>You kick and squirm, complaining about his sudden treatment of you and commanding him to put you down<<else>>You keep quiet, trying your best not to squirm, hoping that your good behaviour will calm him down<</if>>. From your odd vantage point you watch as you are transported into a side room, probably an office of some kind. A large desk and chair dominate the room, though you don't seem to be travelling towards it, instead finding yourself on the way towards a large armchair sitting in the corner. Seating himself in the armchair Davis maneuvers you across his lap, bent with your ass in the air. From behind you, you hear, "You've been a rude little brat, and brats need to be corrected so they can learn to be good girls. When someone gives you something, especially something they put a lot of effort in, you say thank you. You're also being a brat during dinner, which means our meals are getting cold. So, for being an ill-mannered slut you'll be getting 10 hand spanks, and you'll be getting another 10 for being a selfish brat. I won't make you count them this time, however in the future you'll be expected to count your spankings". Having described the situation and giving you no time to respond, he immediately starts to deliver a series of harsh spanks across your ass. Offering you no respite in the sudden onslaught against your poor behind. <<if $submission >0>>You manage to keep calm mostly, but the sting of the strikes certainly has an effect on you, making you want to offer anything to gain yourself a reprieve<<else>>After a few spanks the pain starts getting to you, leaving tears spilling down your face, you cry out your apologies, begging for mercy that isn't given<</if>>.The entire time he shushes you, occasionally taking a moment to give you pained ass a brief rub, the tenderness of those moments contrasting heavily against the painful punishment. Stroking your enflamed <<checkAss>> ass soothingly, Davis continues, "Okay, I'm going to spell out the situation and I want you to listen to what I have to say. You've been a naughty girl who obviously needs some guidance, I'd like to consider the two of us dating. If you want, you can walk out of here after dessert, no hard feelings, I'd even be happy to do this all again if you ever change your mind in the future. However, if you want to take our dating a little further, then I'll take you back to my apartment and show you how to be a good girl", Davis sooths, stroking your <<checkHair>> $hairColour hair as he does. Not giving you a chance to answer, he picks you back up, taking you back to the restaurant to finish your meal. As you work your way through the courses you chat a little with Davis, as the date goes on the agent seems to start to soften a little, yet still taking control over the conversation. Small tasty dishes acting as an excellent ice-breaker to get the conversation started between the two of you. The conversation ends up mostly being about discovering things you're both interested in, Davis talking in depth about his interest in repairing old motorbikes, lamenting that he's not able to whilst working at the facility due to lack of space. He seems very interested in finding out what your hobbies and interests are, whilst simultaneously actively avoiding any questions relating to your past. The conversation is pleasant, though Davis does occasionally throw in a few degrading comments about how naughty a girl you've been and how hard he's going to have to work to mould you into a good girl. The meal finished, Davis looks across at you. Just a hint of nervousness evident on his face.<</if>> Do you: [[Go back to Davis' apartment with him|Date Agent Davis Apartment][$davisDating = true]] [[End the date and go back to your room|followDestination('Travel Back')]]

<<set $firstMomsterRound = 0>><<set $firstMomsterMittens = false>><<set $firstMomsterKey = false>><<set $firstMomsterChair = true>><<set $firstMomsterBib = false>><<set $firstMomsterDoor = false>><<set $firstMomsterGag = false>><<set $firstMomsterPresent = false>><<set $firstMomsterStool = false>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 0>>Blinking past the bright flash of light something seems different even before you can see your surroundings. Noticeably, the area around you smells strongly of food, the sweet scent of baking cookies along with the frying of breakfast foods tantalizing your senses in such a way that you have to actively hold back drooling. You also feel like you’re sitting down in something, your bottom and back both up against something cushiony and just a little squeaky, whilst a pressure across your chest keeps you in place. Finally, your surroundings are subtly warmer, not hugely so, but between the food smells you suspect you might be in some kind of kitchen. "Oh sweetheart! I know that you want this present, but mommy can’t give it to you. There’s a nice charity that gives away presents to other little’s, and mommy has already agreed to give this present to them", a sweet yet slightly condescending voice announces, further stirring you back to your senses. Strangely, you get the impression that the source of the speech is talking down to someone, like when people talk to babies and infants. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DragonMom.png]]</div> Wiping your eyes, finally able to take in the sight of what’s around you, the first thing you see is shocking. Towering above you stands a gigantic green dragon woman, complete with curled horns, wide leathery wings, and a lengthy sweeping tail. That said, the fact that she’s wearing a long pink apron over a white dress does put you slightly more at ease. She’s also looking at you quite adoringly, though you notice a hint of exasperation in her eyes. Most importantly though, she’s holding a large white box present tied up with a red bow. The prize you were tasked with acquiring! Taking another look around, assessing your situation, you notice that you’re in a massive kitchen, the cupboards painted an airy cream colour. If you had to guess you’d say that you’re maybe a third of the height of the intended users of the space, the whole room looming upon you. Further, your current predicament seems to be that you’re stuck strapped into an upsized highchair, a large wooden construction with a cushioned plastic seat base and back, your legs dangling about with a decent drop below you given the proportions of everything. Wondering if maybe there’s a simple solution to your adventure, you ask the dragon lady <<if $submission >= 20>>timidly<<elseif $submission <= 20>>confidently<<else>>tentatively<</if>> "Can I please have it?", knowing all too well that it’s unlikely to be that easy. Patting you delicately on the head with one massive scaled hand, the green behemoth answers with a tinge of sadness, "Sorry sweetheart, but my mind is set on this one. This present is going away to some needy little. I can’t take it back when I’ve already promised it to a charity. Now you settle down and I’ll get your din-din’s sorted. It’s stewed prunes today, your favourite!", her tone becoming increasingly peppy and upbeat as she mentions preparing your meal for you. Not particularly liking the sound of stewed prunes, especially with images of the size of the portion you could be served running through your mind, you look for an alternative. A plate of cookies on the countertop catching your eye, you gesture in their direction, "Can’t I have cookies instead? I’m not hungry enough for prunes!". Barely acknowledging your comment, the Dragon Mom walks over to a door in the back of room, opening it up to expose an empty closet filled with a dramatic beam of light. "No sweetheart, cookies are for snacks, not for dinner", she comments as she bends down to put the present on the floor within, your goal now outlined by the bright light. Turning around she grabs a large golden coloured key off of the nearby countertop, closing the closet door and locking it before putting the key back where she took it from. Turning back, she sets her attention on a nearby stovetop in the central island of the kitchen, a position that allows her to watch you and cook at the same time. Stirring a wooden spoon around a super-sized pot that seems to contain a purple gloop, to your assumption the prunes, she gives you a cursory somewhat distracted glance. "Now remember sweetheart, the nice man coming for the parcel will be here at ten, so try to be on your best behaviour up until then for mommy", she announces, pointing the stirring spoon in the direction of a strange clock-like device on the wall. However, oddly, the ‘clock’ is a linear strip of numbers ranging from zero to ten, with a large arrow pointing currently at the zero and the words, "Game Over", present above the ten mark. If anything, you’d say it was part of a gameshow than a kitchen, giving you the impression that you have until it hits that ten mark to grab your prize if you’re going to win. Knowing that trapped in the highchair you’re unlikely to have much success, you ask in as polite a tone as you can manage, "Okay, but can I come out of the chair at least?". Stopping her cooking for a second, she rests the spoon against her scaled chin in thought, mulling over her decision. Finally though, she goes back to her stirring, responding in a manner that feels like she’s talking down to a toddler, "Kitchen’s are dangerous sweetheart, you could slip on the tiles and hurt yourself. It’s much safer up in your highchair. Maybe I’ll let you out so you can help mommy at some point, but for now settle down. Mommy doesn’t want to have to bring out your mittens, or your pacifier. Those only come out when you’re being a big fussy britches". Seeing that you’re unlikely to be getting any help from her, you swivel your head about as much as you’re able to, trying to come up with some ideas. You need to get into that closet, that’s for sure, and to do that you’re going to need that key to get in. Thankfully getting up onto the counter doesn’t seem that difficult, as there’s a small stepladder next to it, but you guess you’ll have difficulties getting to the keyhole of the closet. You also suspect that getting out of the highchair wouldn’t be too hard after examining the restraining straps and their clasp, however, throughout your attempts at getting the present you don’t think that the dragon lady is just going to stand idly by. Taking another look at the large linear clock device on the wall, [[you begin formulating your plans|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Main]].

The game clock points to the number $firstMomsterRound. <<if $firstMomsterRound != 0>><<if $holderInt == 1>><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Player Escape Highchair]]>><<elseif $holderInt == 2>><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Player Get Key]]>><<elseif $holderInt == 3>><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Player Move Stool]]>><<elseif $holderInt == 4>><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Player Open Closet]]>><<elseif $holderInt == 5>><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Player Remove Mittens]]>><<elseif $holderInt == 6>><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Player Remove Gag]]>><<elseif $holderInt == 7>><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Player Remove Bib]]>><<elseif $holderInt == 8>><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Player Compliment]]>><<elseif $holderInt == 9>><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Player Convince]]>><<elseif $holderInt == 10>><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Player Wait]]>><</if>> … <</if>><<set _dragonMomSelection = []>><<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>><<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 0>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Stir Prunes", "Wander Kitchen", "Make Cookies", "Check Cupboards")>><<if $firstMomsterChair>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Feed Player", "Cookie Player")>><<else>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Chair Player","Chair Player")>><</if>><<if $firstMomsterKey && $firstMomsterChair>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Take Key","Take Key","Take Key")>><</if>><<if $firstMomsterChair && !$firstMomsterMittens>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Mittens Player")>><</if>><<if $firstMomsterChair &&!$firstMomsterBib>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Bib Player")>><</if>><<elseif $firstMomsterDragonMood == 1>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Stir Prunes", "Make 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Prunes", "Wander Kitchen", "Make Cookies", "Check Cupboards", "Feed Player", "Cookie Player", "Cookie Player")>><<if $firstMomsterKey>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Take Key", "Take Key")>><</if>><<if !$firstMomsterMittens>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Mittens Player")>><</if>><<if !$firstMomsterBib>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Bib Player")>><</if>><<elseif $firstMomsterDragonMood == 1>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Stir Prunes", "Make Cookies", "Feed Player", "Feed Player")>><<if $firstMomsterKey>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Take Key", "Take Key", "Take Key", "Take Key")>><</if>><<if !$firstMomsterMittens>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Mittens Player", "Mittens Player")>><</if>><<if !$firstMomsterBib>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Bib Player")>><</if>><<if !$firstMomsterGag>><<set 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!$firstMomsterBib>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Bib Player")>><</if>><<if $firstMomsterChair && !$firstMomsterGag>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Gag Player")>><</if>><<elseif $firstMomsterDragonMood == 2>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Stir Prunes", "Wander Kitchen", "Make Cookies", "Check Cupboards")>><<if $firstMomsterChair>><<set _dragonMomSelection = _dragonMomSelection.concat ("Feed Player", "Cookie Player", "Cookie Player", "Cookie Player")>><</if>><</if>><</if>><<set _selectedScene = _dragonMomSelection.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Stir Prunes">><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Dragon Stir Prunes]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Wander Kitchen">><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Dragon Wander Kitchen]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Make Cookies">><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Dragon Make Cookies]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Check Cupboards">><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Dragon Check Cupboards]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Chair Player">><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Dragon Chair Player]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Mittens Player">><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Dragon Mittens Player]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Bib Player">><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Dragon Bib Player]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Gag Player">><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Dragon Gag Player]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Feed Player">><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Dragon Feed Player]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Cookie Player">><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Dragon Cookie Player]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Move Stool">><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Dragon Move Stool]]>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Take Key">><<include [[ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Dragon Take Key]]>><<else>>Error: _selectedScene<</if>> … Taking in your surroundings you assess the situation. Currently you are <<if $firstMomsterChair>>stuck strapped into the oversized highchair<<else>>on the floor freely able to move around<</if>><<if $firstMomsterMittens>>. On your hands you have a pair of thick fleecy mittens that prevent you from easily undertaking dexterous activities, they also are probably going to be difficult to remove due to the tight elasticated cuffs around your wrists<</if>><<if $firstMomsterBib>>. Around your neck you have a colourful purple and blue bib with a cartoon dragon on it, though as of yet you can’t see any downside from wearing it.<</if>><<if $firstMomsterGag>>. Strapped into your mouth you currently have a pacifier gag, the buckle around the back of your head keeping the dummy tightly in your mouth and preventing you from speaking<</if>><<if $firstMomsterKey>>. You’re also in possession of the closet key<</if>>. The dragon-mom, meanwhile, is at the moment <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>at the stove in the central island of the kitchen stirring the pot of stewing prunes, fully able to keep an eye on you from her position<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>with her back to you mixing up a bowl of cookie dough to make cookies out of<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>standing in front of you with a bowl of brownish-orange mush she’s trying to feed to you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>wandering around the kitchen in such a way that you suspect that she’s looking for something<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>looking in the cupboards, in the process rattling pots and pans<</if>>. If you had to guess at her mood, you’d probably suspect her to be <<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 0>>in generally good spirits, though you suspect not in good enough a mood to let you get away with anything<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonMood == 1>>frustrated from dealing with your actions, likely making her keep more of an eye on you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonMood == 2>>in an especially good disposition, maybe even happy enough to let you get away with misbehaving<</if>>. At the same time, surveying the room you know that <<if $firstMomsterDoor>>the door to the closet is unlocked and open, ready for you to make your way inside<<else>>the present closet door is locked and closed<</if>>. Meanwhile, the closet key <<if $firstMomsterKey>>is in your possession<<else>>on the countertop, though it shouldn’t be hard to get to given the short stepladder in front of it<</if>>. Finally, <<if $firstMomsterStool>>the kitchen stool is in front of the closet door, ready to be used to give you access to the door handle if you need to use it<<if $firstMomsterDoor>> again<</if>><<else>>the kitchen stool is next to central island<</if>>. There’s also a fresh pot of prunes stewing on the hob, and a mixing bowl of cookie mix being produced on the back counter, the dragon-mom having to juggle her multiple cooking tasks with taking care of you. <<if $firstMomsterRound == 9>>Glancing up at the game’s timer, you notice that it’s just about to run out any second, not leaving you with enough time to attempt anything else. Feeling slightly frustrated at being beat you grumble, "No fair!", as the [[final moments of the game run out|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Lose]].<<else>>Do you:<<if $firstMomsterDoor && !$firstMomsterChair>> [[Get the present|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Win]]<</if>><<if $firstMomsterChair>> [[Try to get out of the highchair|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Main][$holderInt = 1; $firstMomsterRound += 1]]<</if>><<if !$firstMomsterChair && !$firstMomsterKey>> [[Climb up onto the counter to get the key|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Main][$holderInt = 2; $firstMomsterRound += 1]]<</if>><<if !$firstMomsterChair && !$firstMomsterStool>> [[Move the stool towards the closet door|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Main][$holderInt = 3; $firstMomsterRound += 1]]<</if>><<if !$firstMomsterChair && $firstMomsterKey && $firstMomsterStool && !$firstMomsterDoor>> [[Unlock and open the closet door|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Main][$holderInt = 4; $firstMomsterRound += 1]]<</if>><<if $firstMomsterMittens>> [[Try to remove your mittens|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Main][$holderInt = 5; $firstMomsterRound += 1]]<</if>><<if $firstMomsterGag>> [[Try to remove your pacifier gag|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Main][$holderInt = 6; $firstMomsterRound += 1]]<</if>><<if $firstMomsterBib>> [[Try to remove your bib|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Main][$holderInt = 7; $firstMomsterRound += 1]]<</if>><<if !$firstMomsterGag>> [[Give the dragon-mom a compliment|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Main][$holderInt = 8; $firstMomsterRound += 1]]<</if>><<if !$firstMomsterGag>> [[Try to convince the dragon-mom to give you the present|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Main][$holderInt = 9; $firstMomsterRound += 1]]<</if>> [[Wait quietly for some time to pass|ABDL Job Dragon Kitchen Adventure Main][$holderInt = 10; $firstMomsterRound += 1]]<</if>>

<<set $firstMomsterFailed = true>><<if $diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown -= 5>><</if>>The wall ‘clock’ finally reaching the "Game Over" mark, a loud bell begins ringing signalling that your window of time to snag the present is over. <<if !$firstMomsterChair>>The dragon-mom picking you up carefully by the armpits and sitting you back in the high chair<<else>>The dragon-mom checking to see that you’re still in the high chair<</if>>, she fixes a strap around your chest to keep you in place as she hums to herself. Next, she <<if !$firstMomsterDoor>>opens the door without any need for the key<<else>>tuts loudly about the open door<</if>><<if $firstMomsterStool>>, moving the stool out of her path in the process<</if>>. The white box present with its red ribbon wrapping now in view, you watch as she picks it up, holding it under one arm as she walks past you and out of site. "There you go dear. Thank you for doing pick-up on my parcel, that’s very kind of you. Make sure this gets its way to one of those sweet toy-less littles you were mentioning. Bye bye!", you hear her converse with an unseen figure behind you, the present seemingly now well and truly out of your grasp. Returning to you distractedly, she sighs happily, putting her hands to her cheeks. "Now some sweet unsuspecting little will have a nice surprise gift for them when they wake up. Isn’t that nice sweetheart. As for you, it’s time to get you all fed up, so you can grow up to be big and strong like me. I’ve got a big bowl of stewed prunes all ready for you!", she coos at you in a baby-talk voice<<if $firstMomsterGag>>, taking out your pacifier gag as she does<</if>>. <<if !$firstMomsterBib>>The dragon-mom also takes this opportunity to put onto you an extremely childish bib with a cartoon dragon on it, likely because she doesn’t want your upcoming feeding to cause a mess.<</if>> Pursing your lips and voicing through gritted teeth, "I’m not hungry … and prunes are yucky!", in turn the huge mom-ster pays little attention, instead taking the huge prune bowl from the counter and ladling out a heaped spoon full of the unappetising dark purple sludge. Despite your attempts to resist, keeping your lips glued together and resultingly getting a smearing of the foul-smelling mush around your mouth, eventually you have to relent. Proving to be just as an unpleasant tasting as you expected, you grimace as the slightly sour fruit-slush slips around your mouth and down your throat. Worst of all is the horrid texture it has, which is weirdly lumpy and wet. Bleh! "GURGLE!", your stomach churning by the time you finish the immense bowl, making an uncomfortable groaning sound, you sit waiting awkwardly. "Good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>baby<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>! All gone!", the dragon-mom coos to you, wiping up the mess on your face with a damp cloth. Feeling a little better now that you’re a bit cleaner, and with a large number of yucky prunes in your belly, you suddenly feel incredibly tired. Giving in to your after-meal sleepiness, you let your eyes drift closed, a nap soon overtaking you. … "Wakey, wakey, there <<if $femininity <0>>sport<<else>>pumpkin<</if>>", a familiar voice calls out to you through the haze of sleep. Yawning, and wiping your eyes, you blink past the light, realizing you’re sitting back in the waiting room for the adventure. More so, standing above you, your position seemingly lying down on one of the sofa’s, is the aging manager of the nursery, Papa Glover himself. As usual, he seems happy to see you, smiling brightly in your direction. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/GloverLarge.png]]</div> Giving you an affectionate pat on the head, he continues, "You did very well out there today, and I mean that. You tried your best, and that’s all anyone can ask for. I’m proud of your attempt. This mission is one of the tougher ones we’ve put together, in fact it was specially requested by a long-term fan of the show who wanted to put you all through your paces. Still, I hope you had fun, as that’s the most important part". Answering a dozy, "Yes Papa!", as you bite back another post-nap yawn, you have to admit that you do feel better about your loss due to his presence and attempt to comfort you. "Wonderful! Now, despite not winning, there’s still rewards for you. As you aren’t a permanent resident of the nursery, you’ll be getting a bonus on your work shift pay out. I also have an inkling that you might be well paid in general for this shift, given how well adventures do with our viewership base. This adventure doesn’t really have a ‘big reward’ but that’s mostly because we let the littles replay it even after winning, so if you’re in the mood to give it another try I say go for it", he adds, ushering you back towards the facilities main room. Steered by Papa Glover as he clearly states it’s almost time for your shift to be over, he takes you over to the talking tree to see how high your ratings were today. Moving up to the cartoonish screen of the tree, you see that the adventure went on for a while and it is indeed almost time for you to leave, your earnings report fully on display. <<set $random = 10>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyle == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyle == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyle >= 1 && $makeupStyle <= 5) || $makeupStyle == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyle >= 6 && $makeupStyle <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<set $earnings += 100>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a $random point rating from – Having an unsuccessful adventure: <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt Bonus for participating in an adventure : G.G.P + 100<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the adventure : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the adventure : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the adventure : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyle != 0>> <<if $makeupStyle == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyle == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyle >= 1 && $makeupStyle <= 5) || $makeupStyle == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyle >= 6 && $makeupStyle <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you say goodbye to Papa Glover, and finally <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<set $firstMomsterComplete = true>>The door open, and the large red ribbon wrapped white present on full display to you within a thick shaft of light, you know that you’ve won. Still, not wanting overconfidence to get the better of you, you reach out, you hand making contact with it. "Ding, ding, ding!", a loud alarm sounds out like a ringing bell, whistles and cheers coming out of the walls, or at least that’s what you suppose is happening. What you do know is that you’ve won! "Oh dear!", the dragon-mom bemoans behind you, her tone slightly exasperated but ultimately amused. "Well I can’t take a present away from a child, that would be awfully mean of me. I suppose I’ll just have to let <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>the baby<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> keep it and get another one to donate away later", she continues, obviously talking to herself as she muses over what to do next. "You can open the present if you want sweetheart. It’s yours now, so please enjoy it for mommy", the gargantuan green woman says to you in a motherly tone, watching on with an expression of care and joy. Turning your face back to her, you say a rushed, "Thank you dragon lady", your focus almost immediately latching back onto your hard-won prize. Tearing through wrapping paper, untangling ribbon, and pawing at the box, your prize so close. With one last large tug your remove the lid of the cardboard gift box, eagerly leaning over to view the hidden contents within. "It’s a plushie dragon, just like mommy!", the dragon-mom coos as you take the large fluffy green soft toy from the box, giving it a quick hug to test it out. It’s extremely cushiony and cuddle-able. So pleasant to squeeze in fact that you can’t hold back, squishing it close to your chest as you hum happily, proud of yourself for your success in managing to acquire it. Tired, yet satisfied, you let out a wide yawn. The cuddly dragon taken from your grasp, the gargantuan scaled figure explaining sweetly yet condescendingly, "Who’s a sleepy little cutie. I’ll put this somewhere safe for you while you have your little nap-y-poo’s", there’s not much you can do as you become increasingly drowsy. You barely even notice when she sweeps you up in a blanket, your eyelids finally resting as she carries you across the kitchen resting in her arms. Giving in to your post-adventure sleepiness, slumber soon overtakes you. … "Wakey, wakey, there <<if $femininity <0>>sport<<else>>pumpkin<</if>>", a familiar voice calls out to you through the haze of sleep. Yawning, and wiping your eyes, you blink past the light, realizing you’re sitting back in the waiting room for the adventure. More so, standing above you, your position seemingly lying down on one of the sofa’s, is the aging manager of the nursery, Papa Glover himself. As usual, he seems happy to see you, smiling brightly in your direction. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/GloverLarge.png]]</div> Giving you an affectionate pat on the head, he continues, "You did very well out there today, and I mean that. You not only tried your best, and that’s all anyone can ask for, but you managed to win. I’m so proud of you! This mission is one of the tougher ones we’ve put together, in fact it was specially requested by a long-term fan of the show who wanted to put you all through your paces. Not many manage to get the present within time. But, it’s not only that, I hope you had fun, as that’s the most important part". Answering a cheery, "Yes Papa!", as you grin excitedly from your win, you have to admit that you his presence has only hyped up your mood further, the older man an expert at bringing a smile to little’s. "Wonderful! Now, due to your win you have a reward coming your way. As you aren’t a permanent resident of the nursery, you’ll be getting a bonus on your work shift pay out. I also have an inkling that you might be well paid in general for this shift, given how well adventures do with our viewership base. <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Purple Dragon Adult Bib") != -1>>This adventure doesn’t really have a ‘big reward’ but that’s mostly because we let the littles replay it even after winning, so if you’re in the mood to give it another try I say go for it. Instead it’s mostly that nice pay boost coming your way, that and the fun you had along the way<<else>><<addToNeckwear "Purple Dragon Adult Bib">>As this is the first time you’ve won against this adventure you’ll also receive your very own Purple Dragon Adult Bib as a special reward. Between that and the pay boost coming to you hopefully that feels like a good reward, that and the fun you had along the way<</if>>", he adds, ushering you back towards the facilities main room. Steered by Papa Glover as he clearly states it’s almost time for your shift to be over, he takes you over to the talking tree to see how high your ratings were today. Moving up to the cartoonish screen of the tree, you see that the adventure went on for a while and it is indeed almost time for you to leave, your earnings report fully on display. <<set $random = 10>><<set $earnings += ($random *50)>><<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>><<set $earnings += 300>><</if>><<if $makeupStyle == 7>><<set $earnings += 400>><<elseif $makeupStyle == 2>><<set $earnings += 200>><<elseif ($makeupStyle >= 1 && $makeupStyle <= 5) || $makeupStyle == 11>><<set $earnings += 100>><<elseif $makeupStyle >= 6 && $makeupStyle <= 10>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set $earnings += 200>><</if>><<set $earnings += 300>><<if $sweatJobCheck>><<set $earnings -= 50>><</if>><<set $ggp += $earnings>><hr>Earnings Report – Little Land Nursery You garnered a $random point rating from – Having a successful adventure: <<set $holderInt = $random *50>>G.G.P + $holderInt Bonus for winning an adventure : G.G.P + 300<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 3 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 4 || setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Type == 7>> Bonus for wearing a cute and appropriate outfit to the adventure : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>> Bonus for wearing a diaper to the adventure : G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>> Bonus for wearing a mega diaper to the adventure : G.G.P + 300<</if>><<if $makeupStyle != 0>> <<if $makeupStyle == 8>>Bonus for heavily cute style : G.G.P + 400<<elseif $makeupStyle == 3>>Bonus for lightly cute style : G.G.P + 200<<elseif ($makeupStyle >= 1 && $makeupStyle <= 5) || $makeupStyle == 11>>Bonus for light yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 100<<elseif $makeupStyle >= 6 && $makeupStyle <= 10>>Bonus for distinct yet unsuitable style : G.G.P + 200<</if>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 8>> Bonus for being a celebrity (that cute kid with the monkey): G.G.P + 200<</if>><<if $sweatJobCheck>> Deduction for arriving with body sweat : G.G.P - 50<</if>> Overall earned G.G.P = $earnings <hr> With your pay received you say goodbye to Papa Glover, and finally <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Making your mind up to try and escape from the oversized highchair, you begin trying to undo the central buckle. <<if $firstMomsterMittens>>However, with your mittens in the way there’s no way you’re going to be able to click in the side releases. Your attempts entirely fruitless as you fumble clumsily, your mitten covered hands repeatedly slip off of the smooth plastic. Sadly, this leaves you still stuck restrained within the chair, the bottom strap coming up between your legs with extra straps going over your shoulders and under your armpits<<else>>With only minor difficulty you press hard against the plastic side releases, the device suddenly clicking open. The suddenness of the opening of the buckle causing the straps to fling about, you begin the process of pulling your arms out from them so that you’re no longer restrained<</if>>. <<if $firstMomsterMittens && ($firstMomsterDragonState == 0 || $firstMomsterDragonState == 2 || $firstMomsterDragonState == 3)>>Worse still, you’re seen in your attempt to feebly remove yourself from the highchair, the dragon-mom spotting you <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>from her position stirring the pot of stewing prunes on the hob<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>which isn’t any surprise seeing as she’s right in front of you trying to feed you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>as she wanders around the kitchen<</if>>. <<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 1>>She looks on with an exasperated expression, loudly sighing, "Even with mittens on and stuck in your highchair you can’t help but fidget. Oh well, nothing to do about it really, littles will be littles"<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonMood == 1>>She shakes her head as she looks on with an annoyed expression, loudly sighing, "Mittens on and stuck in your highchair, but you still can’t help but try to cause trouble. What a naughty little you are!"<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonMood == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 0>>She looks on at you with a sweet curiosity, half singing in a condescending tone, "Aww, is my little sweetheart restless. Such a fussy baby you are, moving around so much in your highchair!"<</if>>.<<elseif !$firstMomsterMittens && $firstMomsterDragonMood == 2 && $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 0>>However, as the dragon-mom is right in front of you, currently in the process of feeding you, she easily pushes you back into your seat with one powerful scaled hand. Cooing sweetly, seemingly a little amused and slightly annoyed at the same time, she explains, "Aww, is my little sweetheart restless. Such a fussy baby you are, moving around so much in your highchair. Well mommy is feeding you now, so it’s not time to play around", the large green woman refastening you back into the chair’s restraints.<<elseif !$firstMomsterMittens && $firstMomsterDragonMood == 2 && ($firstMomsterDragonState == 0 || $firstMomsterDragonState == 3)>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood == 0>><<set $firstMomsterChair = false>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 0>>Worryingly, you’re seen as you attempt to cautiously slip out of the highchair, the dragon-mom spotting you <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>from her position stirring the pot of stewing prunes on the hob<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>as she wanders around the kitchen<</if>>. However, thankfully she’s in a good enough mood that she only waves at you, calling out, "It’s okay if you want to have a toddle about sweetheart, I don’t want you to get restless. Just be careful, I wouldn’t want my little cutie to accidentally hurt themself".<<elseif !$firstMomsterMittens && ($firstMomsterDragonState == 0 || $firstMomsterDragonState == 2 || $firstMomsterDragonState == 3)>><<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 1>><<set $firstMomsterMittens = true>><</if>>Worryingly, you’re seen as you attempt to cautiously slip out of the highchair, the dragon-mom spotting you <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>from her position stirring the pot of stewing prunes on the hob<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>which isn’t any surprise seeing as she’s right in front of you trying to feed you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>as she wanders around the kitchen<</if>>. Worse yet, she approaches you, easily pushing you back into your seat with one powerful scaled hand. <<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 1>>Looking down at you with an exasperated expression, she loudly sighs, "You shouldn’t try to escape your highchair sweetheart, you could fall and hurt yourself. Anyway, it’s almost din-din’s, so you just stay right there"<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonMood == 1>>Looking down at you she shakes her head, an annoyed expression on her face, she loudly sighs, "Such a naughty little baby trying to escape your highchair! Mommy put you there for a reason, as it’s almost time for din-din’s. Now you stay right there or no dessert for you!"<</if>>, the large green woman refastening you back into the chair’s restraints. <<if $firstMomsterMittens>> Seemingly still frustrated, she approaches the central kitchen island, returning with a pair of hefty plush mittens. "Trouble-makers need mittens to keep their hand-ies safe from mischief", the dragon-mom explains as she deftly takes hold of your wrists, slipping one mitten then the next snuggly onto your hands. To your shock as you paw at the highchair’s straps you can do little in your new mitten-ed state, your hands slipping away before you can get a grip on anything.<</if>><<elseif $firstMomsterMittens>>Luckily, the dragon-mom seems to be distracted, her position <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>making cookies on the back kitchen counter stopping her from being able to see you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>exploring the cupboards for pots and pans leaving her completely unable to see you<</if>>. You might still be trapped in the highchair, but at least you haven’t annoyed your carer any further. Still, if you want to escape from your restraints it seems like you’ll need to find a way to remove those mittens first.<<else>><<set $firstMomsterChair = false>>Luckily, the dragon-mom seems to be distracted, her position <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>making cookies on the back kitchen counter stopping her from being able to see you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>exploring the cupboards for pots and pans leaving her completely unable to see you<</if>>. Only slightly awkwardly you shuffle around on the plastic-y seat, moving into such a position that you can lower yourself down whilst keeping a grip on the highchair. Soon on the kitchen floor, you begin to contemplate what to do next.<</if>>

Aiming to get the closet key off of the counter, you begin heading towards it. On the bright side and making your job a lot easier, a small two step stepladder is placed nearby, allowing you to scale your way up onto the kitchen counter without too much issue. It’s still a big climb, even the upscaled stepladder not being the easiest thing to clamber up, but eventually after a little effort your soon sat up top, looking around for where the key might be. <<if $firstMomsterMittens && ($firstMomsterDragonState == 1 || $firstMomsterDragonState == 3) && $firstMomsterDragonMood == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 0>>Spotting the glimmering metal of the key not far from you, you reach out for it, only then realizing that in your mitten-ed state you’re unable to do something as dexterous as picking it up. Batting the key around the countertop for a while to no avail, it’s no surprise that the dragon-mom spots you from her position <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>mixing up cookie dough<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>wandering around the kitchen floorspace<</if>>. Thankfully, she doesn’t seem to mind too much, letting you clamber down from where she spotted you without issue. It might be annoying not to get the key, you think to yourself, but at least you didn’t land yourself in more trouble.<<elseif !$firstMomsterMittens && ($firstMomsterDragonState == 1 || $firstMomsterDragonState == 3) && $firstMomsterDragonMood == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 0>><<set $firstMomsterKey = true>>Spotting the glimmering metal of the key not far from you, you reach out for it, your hand wrapping around it. Victorious, it’s to some shock on your part that the dragon-mom spots you from her position <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>mixing up cookie dough<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>wandering around the kitchen floorspace<</if>>. Thankfully, she doesn’t seem to mind too much, letting you clamber down from where she spotted you without issue. Key now in hand, you’re one step closer to getting the present in the closet.<<elseif $firstMomsterMittens && ($firstMomsterDragonState == 1 || $firstMomsterDragonState == 3)>><<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 1>><</if>><<set $firstMomsterChair = true>>Spotting the glimmering metal of the key not far from you, you reach out for it, only then realizing that in your mitten-ed state you’re unable to do something as dexterous as picking it up. Batting the key around the countertop for a while to no avail, it’s no surprise that the dragon-mom spots you from her position <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>mixing up cookie dough<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>wandering around the kitchen floorspace<</if>>. Sadly, she seems frustrated by your efforts, picking you up as she chides you, "Little’s shouldn’t be on top of counters unsupervised. You could hurt yourself like that, very naughty! Mommy will put you somewhere where she can keep an eye on you". Taking you over to the highchair she sets you down within it, quickly and deftly fastening you in before moving away.<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1 || $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>><<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 1>><</if>><<set $firstMomsterChair = true>><<set $firstMomsterMittens = true>>Spotting the glimmering metal of the key not far from you, you reach out for it, your hand wrapping around it. Victorious, it’s to some shock on your part that the dragon-mom spots you from her position <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>mixing up cookie dough<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>wandering around the kitchen floorspace<</if>>. Sadly, she seems frustrated by your efforts, picking you up as she chides you, "Little’s shouldn’t be on top of counters unsupervised. You could hurt yourself like that, very naughty! Mommy will put you somewhere where she can keep an eye on you". Taking you over to the highchair she sets you down within it, quickly and deftly fastening you in. Even worse than that, before returning to <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>making cookies<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>pacing the kitchen<</if>> she approaches the central kitchen island, returning with a pair of hefty plush mittens. "Trouble-makers need mittens to keep their hand-ies safe from mischief", the dragon-mom explains as she deftly takes hold of your wrists, slipping one mitten then the next snuggly onto your hands. To your shock as you paw at the highchair’s straps you can do little in your new mitten-ed state, your hands slipping away before you can get a grip on anything.<<elseif $firstMomsterMittens>>Spotting the glimmering metal of the key not far from you, you reach out for it, only then realizing that in your mitten-ed state you’re unable to do something as dexterous as picking it up. Batting the key around the countertop for a while to no avail, you eventually decide to stop, just glad not to be seen by the huge green lady. Clambering back down to the floor, you mull over your current situation. It might be annoying not to get the key, you think to yourself, but at least you didn’t land yourself in more trouble, removing the mittens a top priority now.<<else>><<set $firstMomsterKey = true>>Spotting the glimmering metal of the key not far from you, you reach out for it, your hand wrapping around it. Victorious, you’re glad that the huge green lady doesn’t seem to see you, your climb back down to the floor not causing you any new issues. Key now in hand, you’re one step closer to getting the present in the closet.<</if>>

<<set $firstMomsterStool = true>>Making your next move, you set your sights on moving the stool into place before the closet door. It’s a little heavy given its size in comparison to you, but you do manage to shove it along the floor, causing a lot of noise in the process<<if $firstMomsterMittens>>. Even you mittens don’t get in the way too much, the seat big enough that even with your slippery plush hand wraps you can still get a good grasp on it<</if>>. After a little bit of elbow-grease the stool is soon right where you want it to be, ready for you to use it as a steppingstone up to the closet doors handle and keyhole. As for the dragon-mom, well whether it’s because she hasn’t seen you or just doesn’t see anything wrong with moving a stool around you can’t say, but she doesn’t do anything to stop you as you push it into place.

The glittering key in your hand and the kitchen stool in the perfect position, you begin your climb to unlock the closet door and finally secure your prize. It’s a bit of a wobbly climb, the stool sized for someone much bigger than you are, but you persevere, clambering up it and finally reaching its peak. The large old-fashioned lock now face-to-face with you, the fitting as equally shiny as the key in your possession, you begin moving to unlock the door. <<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 2 && ($firstMomsterDragonState == 1 || $firstMomsterDragonState == 3)>><<set $firstMomsterDoor = true>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 0>>However, before you put the key in the keyhole a voice chimes in behind you, "Careful sweetheart, that stool might not be entirely stable. Please come down when you have the chance, mommy is worried about you falling". At first you’re nervous she might be about to stop you, but thankfully the massive scaled woman doesn’t approach you, allowing you the time you need to turn the key with a loud, "CLICK!". The door now unlocked you put all your strength into pressing down the handle, opening the door ready for you to pass through later. Your job done, you climb back down, your goal now so much closer.<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1 || $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>><<set $firstMomsterChair = true>><<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 1>><</if>>Exposed on top of the stool it’s no surprise that the dragon-mom spots you from her position <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>mixing up cookie dough<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>wandering around the kitchen floorspace<</if>>. Sadly, she seems frustrated by your efforts, picking you up as she chides you, "Little’s shouldn’t be balancing on top of stools unsupervised. You could hurt yourself like that, very naughty! Mommy will put you somewhere where she can keep an eye on you". Taking you over to the highchair she sets you down within it, quickly and deftly fastening you in before moving away.<<else>><<set $firstMomsterDoor = true>> Nervous you glance around but it seems as if the huge scaled woman is distracted, allowing you the time you need to turn the key with a loud, "CLICK!". The door now unlocked you put all your strength into pressing down the handle, opening the door ready for you to pass through later. Not wanting to linger any longer, your job done, you climb back down. Now back on the floor you realize with some relief that your goal is now so much closer to being complete.<</if>>

From your position <<if $firstMomsterChair>>strapped into the highchair<<else>>standing on the kitchen floor<</if>> you figure that it might be important for you to remove your mittens. You rub them against <<if $firstMomsterChair>>the restraints binding you<<else>>kitchen cabinets<</if>>, but ultimately have no success. <<if $firstMomsterGag>>You contemplate getting a grip on them with your teeth and using that as the leverage you’d need to finally get rid of the plush hand-wraps, however, gagged with the pacifier as you are there’s no way that you’re going to find any success doing that. Frustrated and having failed to remove your mittens time passes on around you.<<else>><<set $firstMomsterMittens = false>>Contemplating how to get enough of a grip on them to pull them off you end up biting onto them, finally getting the leverage you need. It is tough to get them to come off, your hands rather sweaty inside too, but with a triumphant grin you realize that you no longer have to contend with those plush hand-wraps. Leaving them where they drop, you begin to contemplate what to do next as time passes on around you.<</if>>

From your position <<if $firstMomsterChair>>strapped into the highchair<<else>>standing on the kitchen floor<</if>> you figure that it might be important for you to remove your pacifier gag. You try to spit it out, even rub it against <<if $firstMomsterChair>>the restraints binding you<<else>>kitchen cabinets<</if>>, but ultimately have no success. <<if $firstMomsterMittens>>You contemplate using your hands to unbuckle the burdensome object filling your mouth, however, stuck in heavy-duty mittens as you are there’s no way that you’re going to find any success doing that. Frustrated and having failed to remove your pacifier gag time passes on around you.<<else>><<set $firstMomsterGag = false>>Contemplating how to get rid of the burdensome object filling your mouth, you figure that your only choice is to unbuckle it. It is tough to reach back there, even more so as you pull against the stiff buckle, but with an audible pop the large rubbery pacifier wetly departs your mouth. Leaving it where it drops, you begin to contemplate what to do next as time passes on around you.<</if>>

<<set $firstMomsterBib = false>>From your position <<if $firstMomsterChair>>strapped into the highchair<<else>>standing on the kitchen floor<</if>> you decide that it might be beneficial to you to remove your blue and purple bib which prominently features a cartoon dragon emblazoned across it. Interestingly, this doesn’t seem too hard of a task to complete<<if $firstMomsterMittens>>, even in your mitten-clad state<</if>>. It seems like bibs aren’t really made to restrain people, so they’re equally not very difficult to take off. Who would have figured? Leaving it where it drops, you begin to contemplate what to do next as time passes on around you.

<<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 2>><<elseif $firstMomsterDragonMood == 1>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 0>><</if>>Deciding that buttering the strange feminine dragon with compliments, you call out to her from where you’re <<if $firstMomsterChair>>strapped into the highchair<<else>>standing on the kitchen floor<</if>>, "Hey, over here dragon lady. Hey, here, over here", whilst waving about your arms. Hearing your calls, <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>stopping her stirring of the slowly heated prune pot, she approaches you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>putting the mixing bowl of cookie dough to one-side she turns around and approaches you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>already standing in front of you and in the process of feeding you, you catch her attention<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>slowing her pacing wander around the kitchen, she approaches you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>ending her rummaging within the cupboards, she approaches you<</if>>. "What is it sweetheart? Are you hungry? Is it that din-din’s are taking too long?", the large green woman asks sweetly, leaning closer to you. Smiling, you respond, "The big dragon lady is very pretty, and she makes tasty food. Her apron is really nice too!", your comments receiving a broad smile from the motherly dragon who you could almost swear seems to be blushing. "That’s so lovely of you to say sweetheart! Mommy has such a wonderful little, doesn’t she? Oh, maybe I should give you a cookie as a reward, or maybe some extra prunes for din-din’s? Mommy isn’t sure, but you’re a very good little for her, that she knows", the dragon-mom praises you proudly, affection beaming off of her face and her eyes alight with happiness. Having been distracted from her previous task, the scaled green anthropomorphic dragon scratches the top of her head for a moment before deciding to <<if $firstMomsterChair>><<set $random = random(1,5)>><<if $random == 1>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 0>>head over to the cooking range and stir the simmering pot of prunes<<elseif $random == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 1>>go over to the back counter and mix up some cookie dough<<elseif $random == 3>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 2>><<if $diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true>><<set $incontinenceCountDown -= 1>><</if>>feed you some more of the watery and lumpy brownish-orange mush, spooning it into your mouth. It’s gross, not just in texture but also in taste, however she doesn’t relent until you eat at least a little<<elseif $random == 4>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 3>>pace around the kitchen checking that the surfaces are clean and that everything is in the right place<<elseif $random == 5>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 4>>look inside of some of the cupboards at the far side of the room for something, obviously distracted<</if>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,4)>><<if $random == 1>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 0>>head over to the cooking range and stir the simmering pot of prunes<<elseif $random == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 1>>go over to the back counter and mix up some cookie dough<<elseif $random == 3>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 3>>pace around the kitchen checking that the surfaces are clean and that everything is in the right place<<elseif $random == 4>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 4>>look inside of some of the cupboards at the far side of the room for something, obviously distracted<</if>><</if>>.

<<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 0>><<elseif $firstMomsterDragonMood == 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 1>><</if>>Deciding that you might be able to reason with the strange feminine dragon, you call out to her from where you’re <<if $firstMomsterChair>>strapped into the highchair<<else>>standing on the kitchen floor<</if>>, "Hey, over here dragon lady. Hey, here, over here", whilst waving about your arms. Hearing your calls, <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>stopping her stirring of the slowly heated prune pot, she approaches you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>putting the mixing bowl of cookie dough to one-side she turns around and approaches you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>already standing in front of you and in the process of feeding you, you catch her attention<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>slowing her pacing wander around the kitchen, she approaches you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>ending her rummaging within the cupboards, she approaches you<</if>>. "What is it sweetheart? Are you hungry? Is it that din-din’s are taking too long?", the large green woman asks sweetly, leaning closer to you. Shaking your head with a smile, you respond, "No, I wanted to talk to you about the present. You see, I really need it, so please can I have it? It would help me out a lot if you could just give it to me, and maybe there’s some way I can help you in exchange", your comments going on deaf-ears and only receiving a dismissive sigh from the gargantuan scaled woman. "No sweetheart, that present isn’t for you. You need to learn to share, otherwise everyone will think you’re selfish", the dragon-mom explains in a slow tone one might use when talking to a baby, almost as if she doesn’t think you’d understand what she’s saying. "But I really do need it!", you respond, not sure what else to say. In return, the dragon-mom throws her hands up in exasperation, frustratedly saying to herself, "How did I end up with such a fussy little who demands presents that are meant for others. Very selfish, very rude!", but otherwise ignoring you. Though, if you had to say you do think she’s in a worse mood than when you started the conversation. Having been distracted from her previous task, the scaled green anthropomorphic dragon scratches the top of her head for a moment before deciding to <<if $firstMomsterChair>><<set $random = random(1,5)>><<if $random == 1>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 0>>head over to the cooking range and stir the simmering pot of prunes<<elseif $random == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 1>>go over to the back counter and mix up some cookie dough<<elseif $random == 3>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 2>><<if $diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true>><<set $incontinenceCountDown -= 1>><</if>>feed you some more of the watery and lumpy brownish-orange mush, spooning it into your mouth. It’s gross, not just in texture but also in taste, however she doesn’t relent until you eat at least a little<<elseif $random == 4>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 3>>pace around the kitchen checking that the surfaces are clean and that everything is in the right place<<elseif $random == 5>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 4>>look inside of some of the cupboards at the far side of the room for something, obviously distracted<</if>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,4)>><<if $random == 1>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 0>>head over to the cooking range and stir the simmering pot of prunes<<elseif $random == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 1>>go over to the back counter and mix up some cookie dough<<elseif $random == 3>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 3>>pace around the kitchen checking that the surfaces are clean and that everything is in the right place<<elseif $random == 4>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 4>>look inside of some of the cupboards at the far side of the room for something, obviously distracted<</if>><</if>>. <<if $firstMomsterDragonState != 2 && $firstMomsterDragonMood == 1>><<set $firstMomsterGag = true>>But, before leaves she reaches to a nearby counter and retrieves a strange pacifier a thick strap attached to it. Placing the bulbous rubbery section in your mouth before you have a chance to complain, she seemingly buckles it behind your head, commenting "Fussy littles need their pacifiers to calm them down. Now keep quiet for mommy whilst she sorts out dinner". Try as you might to spit it out, your attempts are futile, instead only causing you suck on the pacifier more.<</if>>

From your position <<if $firstMomsterChair>>strapped into the highchair<<else>>standing on the kitchen floor<</if>> you mull over what to do next. In the end though you come to the conclusion that maybe waiting and letting some time pass might be the best solution. As such you begin to contemplate what to do next as time passes on around you slowly, nothing of particular note occurring. <<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 1>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 0>>The only other thing that strikes your attention is that the dragon woman seems to have calm down, back to a more positive mood.<</if>>

The dragon-mom decides to <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>keep stirring the pot of stewing prunes on the hob<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 0>>stop mixing up cookie mixture, instead moving over to the hob to stir the pot of stewing prunes<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 0>>stop her feeding of you, instead moving over to the hob to stir the pot of stewing prunes<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 0>>stop pacing around the kitchen, instead moving over to the hob to stir the pot of stewing prunes<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 0>>stop looking through the cupboards, instead moving over to the hob to stir the pot of stewing prunes<</if>>, leaving her in a position which is almost face-to-face in front of the highchair. Humming to herself as she moves a baseball bat sized wooden spoon around the pot in circles, you hear her half-sing, "Making prunes. Making prunes. Tasty healthy prunes for my little sweetheart! Grow up big and strong for mommy! Prunes, prunes, prunes …".

Unable to come up with something better to do the dragon-mom chooses to <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>keep pacing around the kitchen whilst trying to decide what tasks should be her top priority<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 3>>stop stirring the stewing prunes on the hob, instead pacing around the kitchen whilst trying to decide what tasks should be her top priority<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 3>>stop mixing cookie dough on the back countertop, instead pacing around the kitchen whilst trying to decide what tasks should be her top priority<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 3>>stop her feeding of you, instead pacing around the kitchen whilst trying to decide what tasks should be her top priority<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 3>>stop looking through the cupboards, instead pacing around the kitchen whilst trying to decide what tasks should be her top priority<</if>>, leaving her in a position where she can see the entire kitchen. With how much she’s moving about you can’t help but think that now would probably be a bad time to try to do anything that could get you in trouble, at least if you care about being caught doing it. Mumbling to herself, the huge scaled woman thinks out loud, "Prunes on the hob and stewing. Cookies mid mixing, but soon will be done. Clothing is in the washing machine. Washing up still left to do but best to wait until after dinner …". Whilst she might seem a little distracted by her tone, the look in her eyes is one of complete focus on the space around her.

This time the dragon-mom chooses to <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>keep mixing cookie dough in an almost bathtub sized ceramic bowl that sits upon the back countertop of the kitchen<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 1>>stop stirring the stewing prunes on the hob, instead heading to the back countertop of the kitchen to begin mixing cookie dough in an almost bathtub sized ceramic bowl <<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 1>>stop her feeding of you, instead heading to the back countertop of the kitchen to begin mixing cookie dough in an almost bathtub sized ceramic bowl<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 1>>stop pacing around the kitchen, instead heading to the back countertop of the kitchen to begin mixing cookie dough in an almost bathtub sized ceramic bowl<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 1>>stop looking through the cupboards, instead heading to the back countertop of the kitchen to begin mixing cookie dough in an almost bathtub sized ceramic bowl<</if>>, leaving her in a position which can just about see the closet door but little else. Singing to herself as she adds ingredients and mixes them up with an equally huge spoon, you hear her hum, "Cookies, cookies, lovely tasty cookies. Delicious treats for my sweet little! But not too many or it’ll ruin their appetite! Cookies, cookies, cookies …". <<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 2>><<elseif $firstMomsterDragonMood == 1>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 0>><</if>>Observing her briefly, you get the impression that she might be in a better mood than previously, making cookies a fun task for anyone.

Making up her mind the dragon-mom decides to <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>keep looking through the cupboards, rustling about through pots and pans as she searches for something unknown<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 4>>stop stirring the stewing prunes on the hob, instead looking through the cupboards, rustling about through pots and pans as she searches for something unknown<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 4>>stop mixing cookie dough on the back countertop, instead heading to the back countertop of the kitchen to begin mixing cookie dough in an almost bathtub sized ceramic bowl<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 4>>stop her feeding of you, instead looking through the cupboards, rustling about through pots and pans as she searches for something unknown<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 4>>stop pacing around the kitchen, instead looking through the cupboards, rustling about through pots and pans as she searches for something unknown<</if>>, leaving her in a position where she can’t really see anything going on in the kitchen. It’s a noisy affair too, which makes you confident that she’s unlikely to hear whatever you might choose to do. Talking to herself, the huge scaled woman tuts, "Where have you got to. If I want to do any … hmmm, no that’s not it. Maybe …. no, not that either …".

<<set $firstMomsterChair = true>>Spotting you moving around the kitchen floor from her position <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>stirring the stewing prunes on the hob, she stops her cooking to approach you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>mixing cookie dough on the back countertop, she stops her cookie making to approach you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>pacing around the kitchen, she stops in her tracks before you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>looking through the cupboards, she stops her rummaging to approach you<</if>>. At first you wonder what she has in mind, however, as she sticks two humongous scaled hands under your armpits and begins hoisting you in the air it quickly becomes evident. You go to speak, <<if $firstMomsterGag>>however, as you’re gagged with a pacifier there’s nothing you can say or do to stop her<<else>>however, between the sudden motion and the imposing figure who has you in her grasp there’s little useful that comes to mind<</if>>. Patting you on the back soothingly as she walks you across the kitchen, you soon find yourself softly deposited on the plastic covered seat of the giant highchair. Squirming slightly but to no avail, the dragon-mom straps you in, slipping the straps over your arms and clicking together the side release buckle around your chest. Now having secured you within the highchair, she comments to you in a condescending motherly tone, "It’s almost dinner time sweetheart. Time to settle down in your chair and wait until mommy gets your din-din’s finished. Mommy doesn’t want you getting underfoot whilst she’s getting everything ready, so you stay here sweety". That said, she takes a moment to think over what to do next, in the end deciding to <<set $random = random(1,5)>><<if $random == 1>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 0>>head over to the cooking range and stir the simmering pot of prunes<<elseif $random == 2>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 1>>go over to the back counter and mix up some cookie dough<<elseif $random == 3>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 2>><<if $diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true>><<set $incontinenceCountDown -= 1>><</if>>feed you some more of the watery and lumpy brownish-orange mush, spooning it into your mouth. It’s gross, not just in texture but also in taste, however she doesn’t relent until you eat at least a little<<elseif $random == 4>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 3>>pace around the kitchen checking that the surfaces are clean and that everything is in the right place<<elseif $random == 5>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 4>>look inside of some of the cupboards at the far side of the room for something, obviously distracted<</if>>.

<<set $firstMomsterMittens = true>>Taking note of you <<if $firstMomsterChair>>stuck in the highchair<<else>>wandering around the kitchen<</if>> from where she is <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>stirring the stewing prunes on the hob, she stops her cooking to approach you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>mixing cookie dough on the back countertop, she stops her cookie making to approach you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>standing in front of you feeding you orangey-brown mush with a plastic spoon she puts down the bowl<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>pacing around the kitchen, she stops in her tracks before you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>looking through the cupboards, she stops her rummaging to approach you<</if>>. Collecting an extremely plush pair of mittens off of a side surface, she explains to you in a motherly tone, "Little hands can cause mischief without mittens, especially somewhere as dangerous as a kitchen. Time to put on your mit-mit’s sweetheart. They’ll keep your hand-ies all warm and toasty too!". As massive as she is it doesn’t take much effort for the dragon-mom to take hold of your wrists, slipping the mittens snugly on to them. Pawing helplessly at <<if $firstMomsterChair>>the straps restraining you to your seat<<else>>a nearby kitchen cabinet<</if>> the mittens won’t budge an inch, the elasticated wrist sections too powerful to just knock off. The mittens now firmly in place, the large scaled woman returns to <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>cooking the prunes<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>making cookies<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>feeding you more brownish-orange goo<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>wandering around the kitchen<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>exploring the cupboards<</if>>.

<<set $firstMomsterBib = true>>Observing you <<if $firstMomsterChair>>stuck in the highchair<<else>>wandering around the kitchen<</if>> from where she is <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>stirring the stewing prunes on the hob, she stops her cooking to approach you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>mixing cookie dough on the back countertop, she stops her cookie making to approach you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>standing in front of you feeding you orangey-brown mush with a plastic spoon she puts down the bowl<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>pacing around the kitchen, she stops in her tracks before you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>looking through the cupboards, she stops her rummaging to approach you<</if>>. Taking hold of a cartoony blue and purple bib designed for an adult-sized baby, she explains to you in a motherly tone, "It’s almost time for din-din’s sweetheart! Mommy doesn’t want you to make a big mess, so she’s going to put your bib-y on for you. Now hold still!". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/DragonBib.png]]</div> Overwhelmingly large in comparison to you as she is it doesn’t take much effort for the dragon-mom to slip the big over your head so that it hangs from you neck. You momentarily wonder if you should pull it off, but with her right there, not to mention the lack of any issues coming from the bib, you ultimately choose to leave it where it is for the moment. The bib now adorning you, the large scaled woman returns to <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>cooking the prunes<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>making cookies<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>feeding you more brownish-orange goo<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>wandering around the kitchen<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>exploring the cupboards<</if>>.

<<set $firstMomsterGag = true>>Spotting you <<if $firstMomsterChair>>stuck in the highchair<<else>>wandering around the kitchen<</if>> from where she is <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>stirring the stewing prunes on the hob, she stops her cooking to approach you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>mixing cookie dough on the back countertop, she stops her cookie making to approach you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>standing in front of you feeding you orangey-brown mush with a plastic spoon she puts down the bowl<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>pacing around the kitchen, she stops in her tracks before you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>looking through the cupboards, she stops her rummaging to approach you<</if>>. Picking up a bulbous rubbery pacifier off of a nearby countertop, the pacifier oddly having a set of straps and a buckle hanging from the sides of it, she explains to you in a motherly tone, "Mommy doesn’t want a fussy little in her kitchen, so she’s going to put in your paci. It’s not long until din-din’s, not a long wait at all. This will keep my little sweetheart occupied whilst mommy does the cooking". Huge and physically powerful as she is, it doesn’t take much effort for the dragon-mom to stick the rubbery pacifier bulb in your mouth with a wet plop, the sudden action taking you by surprise. Even more so, when she buckles the pacifier up behind your head you’re well and truly gagged, completely unable to speak. Accidentally sucking on it, you momentarily contemplate whether you could take it out, however, <<if $firstMomsterMittens>>you don’t know if you could unbuckle it with such heavy-duty mittens on<<else>>with the dragon lady so close you don’t think now would be the right time to do so<</if>>. The pacifier gag now in place, the large scaled woman returns to <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>cooking the prunes<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>making cookies<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>feeding you more brownish-orange goo<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>wandering around the kitchen<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>exploring the cupboards<</if>>.

<<if $diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true>><<set $incontinenceCountDown -= 1>><</if>>With you in the highchair the dragon-mom makes up her mind to <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>keep on feeding you from a smaller yet still massive bowl filled with a watery and lumpy brownish-orange mush<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 2>>stop stirring the stewing prunes on the hob, instead feeding you from a smaller yet still massive bowl filled with a watery and lumpy brownish-orange mush<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 2>>stop her feeding of you, instead feeding you from a smaller yet still massive bowl filled with a watery and lumpy brownish-orange mush<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 2>>stop pacing around the kitchen, instead feeding you from a smaller yet still massive bowl filled with a watery and lumpy brownish-orange mush<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>><<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 2>>stop looking through the cupboards, instead feeding you from a smaller yet still massive bowl filled with a watery and lumpy brownish-orange mush<</if>>, leaving her in a position directly in front of you. Stood right in front of you, you suspect that that it’s going to be hard to get past her and out of the highchair. <<if $firstMomsterGag>><<set $firstMomsterGag = false>>Of course, she makes sure to unbuckle your pacifier gag first, placing it off to one side.<</if>> A large colourful plastic spoon of the practically inedible mush zooming towards your face, the green woman coos, "Open up for mommy sweetheart! Eat your mush-mush, otherwise you’ll be too hungry for din-din’s". You try to resist, but she doesn’t relent until you eat at least a bit, the texture and taste equally unpleasant as you slowly swallow it down. The taste of possibly meat and maybe tomatoes stuck on your tongue, the dragon-mom seems content to pause for now.

<<if $firstMomsterDragonMood == 0>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 2>><<elseif $firstMomsterDragonMood == 1>><<set $firstMomsterDragonMood = 0>><</if>>Seeing you <<if $firstMomsterChair>>stuck in the highchair<<else>>wandering around the kitchen<</if>> from her position <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>stirring the stewing prunes on the hob, she stops her cooking to approach you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>mixing cookie dough on the back countertop, she stops her cookie making to approach you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>standing in front of you feeding you orangey-brown mush with a plastic spoon she puts down the bowl<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>pacing around the kitchen, she stops in her tracks before you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>looking through the cupboards, she stops her rummaging to approach you<</if>>. Opening a clearly labelled cookie jar that she picks up from a nearby countertop, she takes one out explains to you in a sweet yet slightly condescending tone, "Now treats aren’t meals. And, I don’t want to spoil your din-din’s. But, I can’t deprive my sweet little can I. So, you should have a tasty cookie for being mommy’s special cutie". Placing a cookie in your <<if $firstMomsterMittens>>heavily-mittened hand<<else>>empty <<if $firstMomsterKey>>keyless <</if>>hand<</if>>, she stands there smiling expectantly.<<if $firstMomsterGag>><<set $firstMomsterGag = false>> Of course, she makes sure to unbuckle your pacifier gag first, placing it off to one side.<</if>> Thankfully the cookie is the right size for you unlike anything else in the kitchen, so isn’t too hard work to eat, though you can’t help thinking a giant cookie might be more fun. Taking a bite, it’s delicious, so sweet and crumbly that you can’t help but grin. Taking that as her note to leave you alone, seemingly thinking you’re now distracted with the cookie and don’t need as much looking after for a while, the large scaled woman heads to the back countertop and begins mixing up some more cookie dough. If you had to guess, you suspect that she might be in a better mood than she was before, overjoyed by your adorable reaction to the cookie.<<set $firstMomsterDragonState = 1>>

<<set $firstMomsterStool = false>>Realizing that the kitchen stool is in front of the closet door from her position <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>stirring the stewing prunes on the hob, she stops her cooking to approach it<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>mixing cookie dough on the back countertop, she stops her cookie making to approach it<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>standing in front of you feeding you orangey-brown mush with a plastic spoon she puts down the bowl and approaches it<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>pacing around the kitchen, she stops in her tracks before it<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>looking through the cupboards, she stops her rummaging to approach it<</if>>. Her massive size making moving it an incredibly simple task, she comments to herself, "Stools aren’t meant to be in front of doors. Someone could trip over it there. Better to move it to somewhere safe". The stool now back to where it started, the large scaled woman returns to <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>cooking the prunes<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>making cookies<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>feeding you more brownish-orange goo<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>wandering around the kitchen<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>exploring the cupboards<</if>>.

<<set $firstMomsterKey = false>>Noticing that you have the closet key in your hand from her position <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>stirring the stewing prunes on the hob, she stops her cooking to approach you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>mixing cookie dough on the back countertop, she stops her cookie making to approach you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>standing in front of you feeding you orangey-brown mush with a plastic spoon she puts down the bowl<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>pacing around the kitchen, she stops in her tracks before you<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>looking through the cupboards, she stops her rummaging to approach you<</if>>. Her actions so sudden, and her strength so much more than your own, it’s with incredible ease that she takes it away from you, humming condescendingly, "No, no, sweetheart! I know it’s shiny, but keys aren’t toys. I’ll take that and put it back where it’s meant to be". Putting the large golden key back on top of the kitchen counter where you’d only recently removed it from, the large scaled woman returns to <<if $firstMomsterDragonState == 0>>cooking the prunes<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 1>>making cookies<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 2>>feeding you more brownish-orange goo<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 3>>wandering around the kitchen<<elseif $firstMomsterDragonState == 4>>exploring the cupboards<</if>>.

Passing through the opaque windowed automatic double-door you enter a sprawling open-plan gym room, a circular counter in front of you, a small sitting area with a bar-like counter to your right, whilst to your left you notice a sea of exercise equipment. Lit by long lights that hang from the cavernous ceiling, the gym’s main area is exceptionally light and airy, though the relatively chilled air conditioning probably helps with that too. With walls painted a light cream colour with two pale blue stripes at around the mid-point, the place is really all you’d need out of a modern gym. There also seem to be back areas to it too; changing rooms, a yoga studio, even a full-sized swimming pool, if the signs are to be believed. <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AsamiLarge.png]]</div>Standing behind the front desk currently is a petite girl of <<if !$metAsami>>what you suspect to be <</if>>Japanese origin wearing a vivid purple strappy sleeveless leotard, the kind you might expect on an aerobics instructor. With big emotive dark-brown eyes and delicate flawless pale skin, she’s rather conventionally beautiful, though you also get the impression that there’s a lot of effort behind the scenes put into looking so casually perfect. Meanwhile, her hair is styled with a fringe in the front and the rest of it in a loose bun at the back of her neck, the bun covered in an eclectic assortment of ribbons and trinkets. <<if $metAsami>>Of course, you know her to be Asami, the friendly trainee who handles managing this dorm’s gym during the first half of the day.<</if>><<elseif $time == 5 || $time == 7>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/DariusLarge.png]]</div>Standing behind the front desk currently is a muscular black man<<if $metDarius>> of African-American origins<</if>> wearing a pair of jeans and a dark green tank top that shows off just how jacked his arm muscles are. Having a charming smile that sets you at ease, along with deep brown eyes that remind you of mahogany wood, comforting yet subtly-tough, you get the impression that he’s an earnest figure just trying to get by. Completing the look, you notice that he has rather closely cut dark hair to the point of it practically being shaved off, though whether that’s for style or convenience you can’t tell. <<if $metDarius>>Of course, you know him to be Darius, the amiable yet stoic trainee who handles managing the dorm’s gym during the second half of the day.<</if>><</if>> <<if ($time == 1 || $time ==3) && !$metAsami>><<set $metAsami = true>>Waving you over with an energetic flailing of her arms, the purple leotard girl calls out to you, "Hey you’re $firstName right? $firstName $secondName, I’ve got the right person, haven’t I?", a joyful smile shining out at you as if you’d looked straight into a bright light. Stunned and confused, unsure why someone you’re pretty sure you’ve never met would know your name, you step forward towards her, answering shakily, "Yeah, that’s m…". Interrupted before you can continue, the girl enthusiastically responds, "Yes! Knew it! One right for me!", pumping her fist towards herself in victory before continuing, "Hi, I’m Asami! Seeing as you’re on the same dorm floor as us we’ve had the run-down on who you are". Her proclamation not making you any less confused, she stops herself, continuing in a mildly less rushed but equally spirited tone, "Wait, I think I’m muddling this all up. I’m Asami, I’m also in the trainee program here. Currently I work mornings managing the gym we’re standing in, along with running some of the exercise and sports courses here. They give us a full listing of the photos of all the other trainees in the dorm so that we know who is and isn’t meant to be in here. Just adding the last bit in case I spooked you a bit back there", Asami resting her hand on the back of her neck in a way that makes you wonder if she’s worried she might have frightened you. Slightly more relieved with her continuing explanation, you respond, "Hello Asami, that all makes sense"<<if !$metDarius>>, adding "You said that you work the mornings, does that mean someone else does the afternoons?", interested to hear about her possible counterpoint. Smiling in agreement, Asami answers you, "Yep, I handle this place in the mornings, whilst Darius does the evenings. Technically we’re both kind of around most of the day, but we still have our own training and other life things to handle. Darius is a sweetie really, a big cuddly teddy-bear despite the look he has. Not his fault he’s big and muscly, well maybe a bit on the muscle part but you get what I’m getting at. He’s a good guy, he’s just not really got used to this place yet, you know. But, he sure does know his stuff, you need advice on protein powder or any manly sports and he’s your guy, trust me on that".<<else>>, adding "I’ve met the guy who handles afternoons already, what do you think of him?", interested to hear about her opinion on Darius. Wrinkling her nose for a moment in thought, Asami answers you, "Darius looks scary, but he is a sweetie really, a big cuddly teddy-bear. Not his fault he’s big and muscly, well maybe a bit on the muscle part but you get what I’m getting at. He’s a good guy, he’s just not really got used to this place yet, you know. But, he sure does know his stuff, you need advice on protein powder or any manly sports and he’s your guy, trust me on that".<</if>> Interested to know more about her too, you ask, "So what about you? How are you handling being here?", not fully sure how to approach others about their time in the facility. "I’m the biggest expert there is on me … I guess, maybe not an achievement to brag about. Anyway, I ended up here about two months before you arrived, so far it’s been fine. I’m originally from the north end of Japan, so less snow is kind of nice, even if we don’t really have weather at all in here. Not really sure what else to say, you know how it is when people put you on the spot. I like keeping fit and have a background in dance and exercise, so they let me take over this position. That was pretty nice too. My place is nice, the food is great, and I’ve got a feeling they want to keep me on full time working here. I know not everyone settles in well, but I’m happy here for what it’s worth", Asami tells you in return, not losing her cool or seemingly at all disheartened by the topic. However, before you can ask your next question, she again pre-empts you, "Now let’s talk about what we can offer here in the gym!", taking in a deep breath before continuing, "Most of it’s on the board by the door so you can re-check it later. We do two different tiers of membership, basic and expert, with a basic membership covering standard gym equipment whilst the expert membership covers special equipment and personal trainers. You can buy a trial membership, which will last for seven days, however, you can only secure early morning slots with a full membership. Early morning sign-up’s for exercise are just too highly sought after so we give priority to proper members, lets you get it all in before your morning shower which is very convenient. Finally, you can pay for sessions individually, but it gets pretty pricey, so I wouldn’t recommend it". Getting a little overwhelmed by the amount of information all in one setting, but at the same time glad to know how it all works, you tell Asami, "That was just what I was going to ask. Sounds a bit complicated doesn’t it?". "Yep. When in doubt check the board or come find me and Darius. Sign-up’s for morning slots are on the board too, whilst if you need memberships or a personal trainer then the help-desk is where to go. I’m always here to chat too, this place is usually pretty quiet, might occasionally have to drop out to help someone though", the petite Japanese woman finishes, indicating with her gaze for you to check behind you for the aforementioned information board.<<elseif ($time == 5 || $time == 7) && !$metDarius>><<set $metDarius = true>>Staring at you thoughtfully, as if trying to figure out if he remembers you, the imposing man calls out, "Hey. Don’t want to sound like a creeper, but you’re $firstName right? $firstName $secondName?", his folded bulging arms giving him a slightly menacing presence. Confused and unnerved, unsure why someone you’re pretty sure you’ve never met would know your name, you step forward towards him, answering, "Yeah, that’s me". Unfurling his arms with a relieved smile, he stretches his hand out to you in a warm greeting, "Great. I’m Darius, also trapped here in the training program. I manage the gym during the evenings, and part of the job is knowing who is and isn’t meant to be in here. We’ve had a few scouts try and come in here before, looking to convince people on the program to drop out early so they can buy them up cheap. They make all sorts of promises, saying that they have rich buyers lined up, or that they’re working with the person’s family to buy them out, it’s just a scam. If anyone tries to sell you a line like that, be careful, you hear. Anyway, one of the few good things about the job is I’ve got the all clear to run them out of here if they try anything". Shaking Darius’s outstretched hand and <<if $muscles < 60>>wincing at his powerful grip<<else>>just about able to handle his powerful grip<</if>>, now slightly more relieved with his continuing explanation, you respond, "Hey Darius, that all makes sense, I’ll keep an eye out for that kind of thing"<<if !$metAsami>>, adding "You said that you work the evenings, does that mean someone else does the mornings?", interested to hear about his possible counterpoint. Nodding just the slightest in agreement, the muscle-bound manager answers you, "Yeah, mornings are sorted out by a veritable ball of sunlight named Asami. She’s decent people, so I don’t want to hear about anyone causing her trouble. Knows here stuff too, surprised me, but she already has most of the exercise info down pat. Hear she was planning on being a yoga teach. She’s good, but watch out when talking to her about this place, she has rose tinted glasses over everything going on here".<<else>>, adding "I’ve met the girl who handles mornings already, what do you think of her?", interested to hear about his opinion on Asami. Tilting his head minorly for a second, the muscle-bound manager answers you, "Asami? She’s a veritable ball of sunlight. Decent people, you know, so I don’t want to hear about anyone causing her trouble. Knows here stuff too, surprised me, but she already has most of the exercise info down pat. Hear she was planning on being a yoga teach. She’s good, but watch out when talking to her about this place, she has rose tinted glasses over everything going on".<</if>> Interested to know more about him too, you ask, "So what about you? How are you handling being here?", not fully sure how to approach others about their time in the facility. "Look, I’ll be real with you, I don’t like this place. Everyone is out for themselves and that leads to a lot of people being run underfoot. Sure, I don’t like being kept here against my will, but I’ve come to terms with that, at least to a point. Still, it’s the entire system in here that I can’t stand. Not really the time or place to talk about this kind of thing, the walls have ears", Darius explains to you in return, his expression deadly serious. Intrigued by his response, but heeding his advice about not asking more at the moment, you instead press him for more information on who he is, asking, "Okay, but could you still tall me a little more about what you’re into and who you are?". Shrugging faintly, seemingly unsure how to answer, the big man awkwardly comments, "What is this a therapy circle? Whatever, it’ll put you at ease. I’m Darius, I’ve been in here since about four months before you arrived. Makes me one of the longest lasting trainee programme members. I always liked to keep in shape, so they offered me the manager position likely to keep me occupied. Was a professional athlete, competitive martial arts, before coming in here. I don’t know, I like hokey old martial arts films and I paint in my spare time. That cover enough for you?". Not giving you time to do much more than nod your agreement, he continues, "Good, then let’s go over the gym stuff", motioning to a board behind you near the entrance, "The board over there covers most things, worth a look over if you have the time. The gym has two different tiers of membership, basic and expert, with a basic membership covering standard gym equipment whilst the expert membership covers special equipment and personal trainers. You can buy a trial membership, which will last for seven days, however, early morning slots go to people with a full membership. Too much interest in them to handle any other way. Finally, you can pay for sessions individually, but I wouldn’t recommend it, too expensive". Getting a little overwhelmed by the amount of information all in one setting, but at the same time glad to know how it all works, you tell Darius, "That was what I was going to ask next. Sounds a bit complicated doesn’t it?". "Sure. You don’t know the half of it. When in doubt check the board or come find me and Asami. Sign-up’s for morning slots are dealt with through the board, come see the desk if you need to sort out membership or get clearance for training courses. If you need anything else, then I’m here to help", Darius finishes, picking up a clipboard to check over its contents.<<elseif ($time == 1 || $time == 3)>>Waving energetically at you, Asami calls out enthusiastically, "Hey there $firstName! I’m over here if you want to chat or sign up for anything! We have some really cool classes you can check out too! Anyway, I’m here if you need anything", her positive attitude both contagious and a little overbearing.<<elseif ($time == 5 || $time == 7)>>Gesturing to you with an open hand, Darius calls over to you, "Hey $firstName. Good to see you, if you need anything I’ll be here", his easy-going presence putting you at ease.<</if>> Meanwhile, on a standing board by the entrance, you spot the mentioned information notice pinned up which reads; <hr><div class="centerText">Trainee Programme Dormitory Gym Rules</div> Welcome to your dormitory’s personal gym! We here at The Repurposing Center believe that a healthy lifestyle is important for all of those under our care. However, we also believe in the importance of personal responsibility and frugality. As such, these services, whilst having subsidized costs still do require purchase, either through one-off payment, 7-day trial membership, or permanent memberships. If you’re ever in doubt about any of the gym’s programmes, classes, or equipment then please contact your dorm’s gym manager(s) for further details. And remember, an active lifestyle means a healthy life! <div class="centerText">Price Scheme</div><<if $gymMembershipExpert>> As you already own an Expert Tier Membership the pricing scheme no long applies to you.<</if>><<if !$gymMembershipBasic && !$gymMembershipExpert>> - Basic Tier Membership (500 G.G.P) - Basic membership gives full access to all basic gym equipment and some exercise classes. This one-time payment will also allow the membership holder to sign up for early morning exercise slots in accordance with their allowed access. - Basic Membership (7 Day Trial Version) (200 G.G.P / Per Non-Recurring 7 Day Period) - This trial membership entitles the membership holder to use all of the basic gym equipment and some exercise classes without additional payment for the allotted time period. - Basic Exercise Session (Without Membership) (50 G.G.P / Per Session) - Without a membership, the standard payment for basic exercise sessions and class experiences are as listed.<</if>><<if !$gymMembershipExpert>> - Expert Tier Membership (2500 G.G.P) - Expert membership gives full access to all gym equipment and facilities, exercise classes, and personal trainer led exercise sessions. This one-time payment will also allow the membership holder to sign up for early morning exercise slots and make usage during them of personal trainer led sessions. - Expert Membership (7 Day Trial Version) (500 G.G.P / Per Non-Recurring 7 Day Period) - This trial membership entitles the membership holder to make full use of all basic and premium gym facilities, along with accessing trainer led exercise sessions, all for no additional payment for the allotted time period of the trial. - Expert Exercise Session (Without Membership (100 G.G.P / Per Session) - Without a membership, the standard payment for premium facility usage and trainer led exercise sessions are as listed.<</if>> <div class="centerText">Available Exercise Options</div> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableSecond">Cardio Workout</td><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">A workout scheme involving the usage of a treadmill and an exercise bike. This exercise session will minorly reduce the participants weight and will build muscle mass in those with below average amounts.</td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableSecond">Weight Training Workout</td><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">A workout scheme involving the usage of free weights, a seated press, and a seated pull down machine. This exercise session will minorly build muscle mass of participants and will minorly reduce the weight of those weighing above average amounts.</td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableSecond">Sauna Session</td><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">A relaxing sit in a steam room, this session will reduce the weight of those making use of it.</td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableSecond">Personal Trainer Led Weight Training Workout</td><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Led by a skilled expert in physical training, this workout session will cover bench presses, free weights, and a variety of machines. This exercise regime will dramatically improve the participants muscle build, whilst also reducing the body weight of those weighing above average amounts.</td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableSecond">Personal Trainer Led Weight Loss Workout</td><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Led by a skilled expert in physical training, this workout session will cover using the rowing machine, the treadmill, and some guided aerobics. This exercise regime will dramatically reduce the participants weight and will build muscle mass in those with below average amounts.</td></tr> </table></div> <div class="centerText">Morning Workout Sign-Up</div><<if !$gymMembershipBasic && !$gymMembershipExpert>> Morning workout options are unavailable to those without full basic or expert tier gym memberships.<</if>><<if $gymMembershipBasic || $gymMembershipExpert>> Cardio Workout: <<if $gymMorningCardio>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if !$gymMorningCardio>>[[Start|Dorm Gym][$gymMorningCardio = true]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Gym][$gymMorningCardio = false]]<</if>>) Weight Training Workout: <<if $gymMorningWeightTraining>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if !$gymMorningWeightTraining>>[[Start|Dorm Gym][$gymMorningWeightTraining = true]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Gym][$gymMorningWeightTraining = false]]<</if>>)<</if>><<if $gymMembershipExpert>> Sauna Session: <<if $gymMorningSauna>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if !$gymMorningSauna>>[[Start|Dorm Gym][$gymMorningSauna = true]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Gym][$gymMorningSauna = false]]<</if>>) Personal Trainer Led Weight Training Workout: <<if $gymMorningTrainerWeightTraining>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if !$gymMorningTrainerWeightTraining>>[[Start|Dorm Gym][$gymMorningTrainerWeightTraining = true]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Gym][$gymMorningTrainerWeightTraining = false]]<</if>>) Personal Trainer Led Weight Loss Workout: <<if $gymMorningWeightLoss>>Yes<<else>>No<</if>> (<<if !$gymMorningWeightLoss>>[[Start|Dorm Gym][$gymMorningWeightLoss = true]]/Stop<<else>>Start/[[Stop|Dorm Gym][$gymMorningWeightLoss = false]]<</if>>)<</if>> <hr> Taking note of your current membership status, you remember that <<if $gymExpertTrial && $gymBasicMembership>>your current expert trial membership has $gymPaymentCountDown days left before it runs out and you’re the owner of a full basic membership<<elseif $gymExpertTrial || $gymBasicTrial>>your current <<if $gymBasicTrial>>basic<<else>>expert<</if>> trial membership has $gymPaymentCountDown days left before it runs out<<elseif $gymExpertMembership>>you have a full expert membership<<elseif $gymBasicMembership>>you have a full basic membership<<else>>you have no membership status at all<</if>>. Catching a sight of yourself in a nearby mirrored surface by the door, you also note that you look <<if $sweat>>incredibly sweaty to the point that you should probably take a shower<<else>>not sweaty enough that a shower is immediately necessary<</if>>. Do you:<<if !$gymMembershipBasic && !$gymMembershipExpert && !$gymBasicTrial && !$gymExpertTrial>> <<if $ggp < 200>>Buy Basic Gym 7-Day Trial Membership - 200 G.GP - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy Basic Gym 7-Day Trial Membership|Dorm Gym Membership Fee][$holderInt = 1; $gymBasicTrial = true; $gymPaymentCountDown = 7; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>><</if>><<if!$gymMembershipExpert && !$gymExpertTrial>> <<if $ggp < 500>>Buy Expert Gym 7-Day Trial Membership - 500 G.GP - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy Expert Gym 7-Day Trial Membership|Dorm Gym Membership Fee][$holderInt = 2; $gymExpertTrial = true; $gymPaymentCountDown = 7; $ggp -= 500]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if!$gymMembershipExpert && !$gymMembershipBasic>> <<if $ggp < 500>>Buy Basic Gym Membership - 500 G.GP - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy Basic Gym Membership|Dorm Gym Membership Fee][$holderInt = 3; $gymMembershipBasic = true; $ggp -= 500]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if!$gymMembershipExpert>> <<if $ggp < 2500>>Buy Expert Gym Membership - 2500 G.GP - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy Expert Gym Membership|Dorm Gym Membership Fee][$holderInt = 4; $gymMembershipExpert = true; $ggp -= 2500]] - 2500 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to exercise at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<else>><<if !$gymMembershipBasic && !$gymMembershipExpert && !$gymBasicTrial && !$gymExpertTrial && $ggp < 50>>Select Cardio Workout - 50 G.G.P - Cannot afford<<elseif !$gymMembershipBasic && !$gymMembershipExpert && !$gymBasicTrial && !$gymExpertTrial>>[[Select Cardio Workout|Dorm Gym Cardio][$ggp -= 50; $actionAmountCurrent += 1]] - 50 G.G.P<<else>>[[Select Cardio Workout|Dorm Gym Cardio][$actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>> <<if !$gymMembershipBasic && !$gymMembershipExpert && !$gymBasicTrial && !$gymExpertTrial && $ggp < 50>>Select Weight Training Workout - 50 G.G.P - Cannot afford<<elseif !$gymMembershipBasic && !$gymMembershipExpert && !$gymBasicTrial && !$gymExpertTrial>>[[Select Weight Training Workout|Dorm Gym Weight Training][$ggp -= 50; $actionAmountCurrent += 1]] - 50 G.G.P<<else>>[[Select Weight Training Workout|Dorm Gym Weight Training][$actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>> <<if !$gymMembershipExpert && !$gymExpertTrial && $ggp < 100>>Select Sauna Session - 100 G.G.P – Cannot afford<<elseif !$gymMembershipExpert && !$gymExpertTrial>>[[Select Sauna Session|Dorm Gym Sauna][$ggp -= 100; $actionAmountCurrent += 1]] - 100 G.G.P<<else>>[[Select Sauna Session|Dorm Gym Sauna][$actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>> <<if !$gymMembershipExpert && !$gymExpertTrial && $ggp < 100>>Select Personal Trainer Led Weight Training Workout - 100 G.G.P – Cannot afford<<elseif !$gymMembershipExpert && !$gymExpertTrial>>[[Select Personal Trainer Led Weight Training Workout|Dorm Gym Muscle Trainer][$ggp -= 100; $actionAmountCurrent += 1]] - 100 G.G.P<<else>>[[Select Personal Trainer Led Weight Training Workout|Dorm Gym Muscle Trainer][$actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>> <<if !$gymMembershipExpert && !$gymExpertTrial && $ggp < 100>>Select Personal Trainer Led Weight Loss Workout - 100 G.G.P – Cannot afford<<elseif !$gymMembershipExpert && !$gymExpertTrial>>[[Select Personal Trainer Led Weight Loss Workout|Dorm Gym Weight Loss Trainer][$ggp -= 100; $actionAmountCurrent += 1]] - 100 G.G.P<<else>>[[Select Personal Trainer Led Weight Loss Workout|Dorm Gym Weight Loss Trainer][$actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>><</if>> <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Dorm Hub">Leave gym</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Dorm Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<if $weight > 3>><<set $weight -= 3>><<else>><<set $weight = 0>><</if>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Going up to the counter to <<if $gymMembershipBasic || $gymMembersshipExpert || $gymBasicTrial || $gymExpertTrial>>let <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>her<<else>>him<</if>> know that you want to book a sauna session<<else>>book and pay for a sauna session<</if>> <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>Asami<<else>>Darius<</if>> gives you the all clear. Grabbing a complimentary towel as you go, you make your way down the far end of the gym, following the clearly listed signs for the sauna. With a small changing room before it, just a small affair with lockers, a towel bin for used towels, and benches to sit on whilst getting changed. Upon entering a locker door even automatically flings itself open for you, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>which is convenient for you as you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear placing it inside<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>which is convenient as you remove your $currentClothing placing it inside<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>which is convenient as you remove your $currentUnderwear placing it inside<<else>>which is completely unnecessary given your lack of clothing so you just press it shut again<</if>>. Fresh and fluffy white towel under your arm and now completely ready to enter, you open the door to the sauna room. The heat rushing out to greet you, you look upon the interior of the steam room. Overall it’s a pretty cavernous space, built of wood panelling in a four tier bench system that gives those who want to use it enough space to easily sprawl out or socialise in groups, a large steamer sat in the center. Seeing no purpose in wasting anymore time, you enter, laying out your towel and sitting atop of it one bench tier up so it’s harder to disturb you. It’s sweaty. The room is extremely warm, the entire purpose of the sauna obviously being to cause the users to sweat. At first you have to admit it’s a little difficult to acclimate to but given some time you feel much more comfortable. In fact, you feel especially comfortable when you decide to try out lying down on your towel, taking something akin to a nap as you let time pass around you. Feeling a bit lightheaded, and drenched in sweat, you figure that it’s probably time to get out of the sauna. Spending too much time inside could get dangerous after all. Brining your towel out with you and putting it the laundry bin, you get yourself ready again before leaving back out towards the entrance. Despite all that though, you do feel a little lighter, though how much of that is just water weight is hard to tell. Sweatier and severely in need of some hydration, you [[return to the entrance portion of the gym|Dorm Gym]].

<<if $weight > 1>><<set $weight -= 1>><<else>><<set $weight = 0>><</if>><<if $muscles < 50>><<set $muscles += 1>><</if>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Going up to the counter to <<if $gymMembershipBasic || $gymMembersshipExpert || $gymBasicTrial || $gymExpertTrial>>let <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>her<<else>>him<</if>> know that you’re planning on going through the listed cardio workout<<else>>pay for your planned cardio workout<</if>> <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>Asami<<else>>Darius<</if>> gives you the all clear. Grabbing a complimentary towel, you hurriedly head over to the machines to stake out your claim, though thankfully that likely isn’t necessary given the relative emptiness of the gym in general. You start off by doing a decent warm-up job on the treadmills, the high-tech exercise equipment supplied by the facility having a wonderful setting that simulated hills and changes the pace intermittently. It even has an in-built media system to keep your interest whilst you work-out. You end up going on the treadmill for a little longer than you originally intended, but overall, you feel like your time was well spent. Moving on to the exercise bike after doing a quick wipe-down on the treadmill, you find it has a similar array of options, allowing it to simulate a more natural environment. This one also has an in-built media system you discover, though it has an option that allows it to display a forest trail as if you were cycling through it, the various turns and troughs played out by the bike below you. Again it feels like a productive enough session, your legs afterwards feeling the burn of being put through their paces. Giving the exercise a quick towelling off too, you decide that you’ve probably covered enough cardio for now. In retrospect you’re not entirely sure if you’re using the most of your time, or if the settings you selected line up with what is the best option for you, but overall it still feels like it’s done the job you intended it to. Sweatier and in need of a drink, you [[return to the entrance portion of the gym|Dorm Gym]].

<<if $weight > 51>><<set $weight -= 1>><</if>><<if $muscles < 100>><<set $muscles += 1>><</if>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Going up to the counter to <<if $gymMembershipBasic || $gymMembersshipExpert || $gymBasicTrial || $gymExpertTrial>>let <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>her<<else>>him<</if>> know that you’re planning on going through the listed weight training workout<<else>>pay for your planned weight training workout<</if>> <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>Asami<<else>>Darius<</if>> gives you the all clear. Grabbing a complimentary towel, you hurriedly head over to the machines to stake out your claim, though thankfully that likely isn’t necessary given the relative emptiness of the gym in general. You start off by doing a few reps with the one-handed free weights, remembering from somewhere that lower weight but more reps was the best way to do it. Of course, you’re not entirely sure which is the best weight for you, but you think you get something close, managing to do a pretty decent amount of curls with them. Moving on to an actual machine after doing a quick wipe-down on dumbbells you were using, you again are faced with a variety of weights to choose from as you look over the seated pull-down settings. As the name suggests you pull down the bar again, going for reps over heavier weights, this time finding the experience slightly more enjoyable thanks to the in-built music media player in the device. Having completed what feels like a reasonable amount of pulls, you once again give the machine a customary towelling and move on to your last device of the session. Really starting to feel the burn now, you’re faced with the seated press. It’s tougher, maybe due to your exhaustion from your previous exercises, maybe from not knowing how to use it to the best of your abilities, but soon enough your feeling some progress. Albeit, by then your time is almost up, a final towelling of the machine ending off your gym session. Putting your towel in the laundry bin, you figure that you’ve probably covered enough weight training for now. In retrospect you’re pretty sure you’re not making the most of your time, or getting the machine settings in-line with what is the best option for you, but overall it still feels like it’s done the job you intended it to. Sweatier and in need of a drink, you [[return to the entrance portion of the gym|Dorm Gym]].

<<if $weight > 53>><<set $weight -= 3>><<elseif $weight <= 53 && $weight >= 51>><<set $weight = 50>><</if>><<if $muscles <= 97>><<set $muscles += 3>><<else>><<set $muscles = 100>><</if>> <<sweat>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Going up to the counter to <<if $gymMembershipBasic || $gymMembersshipExpert || $gymBasicTrial || $gymExpertTrial>>let <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>her<<else>>him<</if>> know that you want to book a weight training personal trainer session<<else>>book and pay for a weight training personal trainer session<</if>> <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>Asami responds by saying happily, "Awesome! Looking to build out some muscles? We can do that no problems! Now weight training isn’t really my specialty, but I’ve picked up a thing or two that’ll make your workout a breeze. Trust me on that!"<<else>>Darius responds by saying with a grin, "Now you’re talking my language! Let’s get you started on the free weights, put some reps in and work on your muscle tone. Can’t stress enough how important reps are over flashy bigger weights"<</if>>. Grabbing a complimentary towel as you follow behind <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>her<<else>>him<</if>> you’re soon stopped in front of the free weight space. <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>Handing you a pair of extremely light weight dumbbells that you barely notice the presence of when they’re in your hands, Asami joyfully explains, "Small weights but lots of repetition will really do your body a ton of good. My idea is that we’ll blast through a lot of smaller exercises to give you a taste for them, which should add up into a nice workout. Darius has given me some good advice on muscle building, so we’re going to do some cross-body hammer curls, dumbbell lunges, and then onto some dumbbell cleans. At least that’s my plan to start with". What happens next is a fun yet tiring series of exercises, the friendly presence of your trainer keeping your spirits high as she pushes you from one to the next. It’s hot, sweaty, and more than a little achy, however you feel supported enough to keep going. When she has you settle down on the bench, you feel a little silly using the two small weights like you would a full dumbbell, however it does teach you the right positioning and grip before you move onto the heavier bar weight. Already exhausted, you are next ran through various machines, only using them for five minutes or so each before moving on. Various presses and pull-down devices, a high-tech pull-up bar, and even a rowing machine. At the very least you feel like you’re getting the most for your money after going through so many different exercises. As you’re starting to finish up, the peppy Japanese gym trainer pats you on the back with her dainty hand, commenting excitedly, "Wow, that was amazing! Keep up a routine like that and I know you’ll be pulling trucks around with your bare hands in no time flat. You might also want to catch a shower, workouts like this can get you pretty smelly afterwards! Anyway, super proud of you, and hope that you’ll be interested in more lessons from me in the future".<<else>>To start with Darius hands you a pair of reasonably hefty but still manageable dumbbells, explaining with a deep laugh, "Okay, when I say reps over weight I don’t mean I’m not going to give you something heavy. What I have planned is that we’ll breeze through some free weight exercises, get you on the bench for a bit, then finish this all up on the machines. My background when it comes to this is mostly powerlifting, so I work my way out from there. I’m going to run you ragged, letting you be forewarned on that. Anyway, to start we’re going to do some cross-body hammer curls, dumbbell lunges, and then onto some dumbbell cleans". What happens next is a gruelling series of exercises, starting out with exercises that by the end of them have your entire body burning up. It’s hot, sweaty, and more than a little achy, however Darius continues to shout on support to you that keeps you going. When he has you settle down on the bench, you hope that it might be a more relaxing period of the session, but that doesn’t end up being the case. Keeping you with the dumbbells for the time, he has you working on something like a full weight press with the two smaller weights, teaching you the right positioning and grip before moving you onto the heavy bar weight. Arms feeling like jelly, you are next ran through various machines, only using them for five minutes or so each before moving on. Various presses and pull-down devices, a high-tech pull-up bar, and even a rowing machine. At the very least you feel like you’re getting the most for your money after going through so many different exercises. As you’re starting to finish up, the muscular black gym trainer throws you a towel, adding, "Good job $firstName. Keep that up and you’ll be ripped before you know it. If you want one last piece of advice I’d say towel off and hit the showers. It’ll work out the knots in your muscles, and after so much exercise I can say that you’d benefit from one".<</if>> Waving goodbye, you slowly wander back, feeling slightly stiff and exhausted, but also sure that you’ve benefited from it. Sweatier and in need of some hydration, you [[return to the entrance portion of the gym|Dorm Gym]].

<<if $holderInt == 1>>Deciding that you want to purchase a 7-day basic gym trial membership you approach the counter, telling <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>Asami<<else>>Darius<</if>>, "Hey, I was wondering if I could maybe get a trial gym membership? The 7-day basic one if that’s okay?", waiting patiently for the manager to process your request. <<if $time == 1 || time == 3>>Checking the computer system built into her side of the welcome desk, Asami responds with a peppy, "Sure $firstName that all sounds good to me. Just had a quick look-y and it seems like you have the trainee points to afford yourself a basic trial for the gym. I’ll just type that in and then we can go over what that covers", the petite manager quickly tapping away at the keys to sort everything out. "Done!", she half giggles, passing you a leaflet as she does, "So, the 7-day basic trial is only really for standard machine and service usage. It covers booking any of the ‘basic’ options we have on offer, mainly making use of the main room. However, sadly, because of the huge interest for early morning sessions those are reserved for full members only. Sorry about that, but you can still come in basically any other time and make use of the gym. You’re sorted now though, so looking forward to seeing you around here a whole lot more".<<else>>Slowly looking through the computer system built into his side of the welcome desk, Darius responds with a confident smile, "Yeah $firstName, think we can manage that. Checking the system, it looks like you have enough points to afford yourself a basic trial for the gym. I’ll just get that sorted for you and we can go over what that covers", the buff manager tapping away at the keys to sort everything out. "That should do it", he nods to himself, passing you a leaflet as he does, "Alright. So, the 7-day basic trial only covers standard machine and service usage. It allows you to book any of the basic options we have on offer, which mostly involve using the main room. Doesn’t cover early morning sessions though because of the huge interest for them. Have to be a full member to get those, sorry about that. Still, you can still come in any other time you need to and make use of the gym. Your trial membership is sorted though, so I look forward to seeing you around here some more".<</if>><<elseif $holderInt == 2>><<if $gymBasicTrial>><<set $gymBasicTrial = false>><</if>>Deciding that you want to purchase a 7-day full gym trial membership you approach the counter, telling <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>Asami<<else>>Darius<</if>>, "Hey, I was wondering if I could maybe get a trial gym membership? The 7-day expert one if that’s okay?", waiting patiently for the manager to process your request. <<if $time == 1 || time == 3>>Checking the computer system built into her side of the welcome desk, Asami responds with a peppy, "Sure $firstName that all sounds good to me. Just had a quick look-y and it seems like you have the trainee points to afford yourself an expert trial for the gym. I’ll just type that in and then we can go over what that covers", the petite manager quickly tapping away at the keys to sort everything out. "Done!", she half giggles, passing you a leaflet as she does, "So, the 7-day expert trial allows you free-reign over this place basically. It covers booking any of options we have on offer, from making use of the main room to private sessions and classes. However, sadly, because of the huge interest for early morning sessions those are reserved for full members only. Sorry about that, but you can still come in basically any other time and make use of the gym. You’re sorted now though, so looking forward to seeing you around here a whole lot more".<<else>>Slowly looking through the computer system built into his side of the welcome desk, Darius responds with a confident smile, "Yeah $firstName, think we can manage that. Checking the system, it looks like you have enough points to afford yourself an expert trial for the gym. I’ll just get that sorted for you and we can go over what that covers", the buff manager tapping away at the keys to sort everything out. "That should do it", he nods to himself, passing you a leaflet as he does, "Alright. So, the 7-day expert trial covers basically everything you’d probably be interested in around here. It allows you to book any of the options we have on offer, classes, main room machines, personal trainers. Doesn’t cover early morning sessions though because of the huge interest for them. Have to be a full member to get those, sorry about that. Still, you can still come in any other time you need to and make use of the gym. Your trial membership is sorted though, so I look forward to seeing you around here some more".<</if>><<elseif $holderInt == 3>><<if $gymBasicTrial>><<set $gymBasicTrial = false>><<if !$gymExpertTrial>><<set $gymPaymentCountDown = -1>><</if>><</if>>Deciding that you want to purchase a life-time basic membership you approach the counter, telling <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>Asami<<else>>Darius<</if>>, "Hey, I was wondering if I could maybe get a membership? The full basic one if that’s okay?", waiting patiently for the manager to process your request. <<if $time == 1 || time == 3>>Checking the computer system built into her side of the welcome desk, Asami responds with a peppy, "Sure $firstName that all sounds good to me. Just had a quick look-y and it seems like you have the trainee points to afford yourself a basic gym membership. I’ll just type that in and then we can go over what that covers", the petite manager quickly tapping away at the keys to sort everything out. "Done!", she half giggles, passing you a leaflet as she does, "So, the full basic membership is only really for standard machine and service usage. It covers booking any of the ‘basic’ options we have on offer, mainly making use of the main room. However, on a bright note, this also allows you to sign up for early morning workout sessions that are covered by your basic membership. A lot of trainees consider them to be super convenient as it doesn’t eat into their day. You’re sorted now though, so looking forward to seeing you around here a whole lot more".<<else>>Slowly looking through the computer system built into his side of the welcome desk, Darius responds with a confident smile, "Yeah $firstName, think we can manage that. Checking the system, it looks like you have enough points to afford yourself a basic gym membership. I’ll just get that sorted for you and we can go over what that covers", the buff manager tapping away at the keys to sort everything out. "That should do it", he nods to himself, passing you a leaflet as he does, "Alright. So, the full basic membership only covers standard machine and service usage. It allows you to book any of the basic options we have on offer, which mostly involve using the main room. Also covers early morning sessions, which is good because they’re convenient and highly sought after. Lets you start the day right without getting in the way of your schedule, even if you can only sign up for sessions your basic membership would allow. Your membership is sorted though, so I look forward to seeing you around here some more".<</if>><<elseif $holderInt == 4>><<if $gymBasicTrial || $gymExpertTrial>><<set $gymBasicTrial = false>><<set $gymExpertTrial = false>><<set $gymPaymentCountDown = -1>><</if>>Deciding that you want to purchase a life-time full gym membership you approach the counter, telling <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>Asami<<else>>Darius<</if>>, "Hey, I was wondering if I could maybe get a membership? The full expert one if that’s okay?", waiting patiently for the manager to process your request. <<if $time == 1 || time == 3>>Checking the computer system built into her side of the welcome desk, Asami responds with a peppy, "Sure $firstName that all sounds good to me. Just had a quick look-y and it seems like you have the trainee points to afford yourself an expert gym membership. I’ll just type that in and then we can go over what that covers", the petite manager quickly tapping away at the keys to sort everything out. "Done!", she half giggles, passing you a leaflet as she does, "So, the full expert membership allows you free-reign over this place basically. It covers booking any of options we have on offer, from making use of the main room to private sessions and classes. However, on a bright note, this also allows you to sign up for early morning workout sessions for those sessions too. A lot of trainees consider them to be super convenient as it doesn’t eat into their day. You’re sorted now though, so looking forward to seeing you around here a whole lot more".<<else>>Slowly looking through the computer system built into his side of the welcome desk, Darius responds with a confident smile, "Yeah $firstName, think we can manage that. Checking the system, it looks like you have enough points to afford yourself an expert gym membership. I’ll just get that sorted for you and we can go over what that covers", the buff manager tapping away at the keys to sort everything out. "That should do it", he nods to himself, passing you a leaflet as he does, "Alright. So, the full expert membership covers basically everything around here. It allows you on to any personal training scheme or course that we offer, along with all the standard services. Also covers early morning sessions, which is good because they’re convenient and highly sought after. Lets you start the day right without getting in the way of your schedule. Your membership is sorted though, so I look forward to seeing you around here some more".<</if>><</if>> Your membership purchase now complete, you [[return to standing before the gym’s front desk|Dorm Gym]].

<<if $muscles <= 47>><<set $muscles += 3>><<elseif $muscles <= 50 && $muscles >= 48>><<set $muscles = 50>><</if>><<if $weight > 3>><<set $weight -= 3>><<else>><<set $weight = 0>><</if>> <<sweat>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Going up to the counter to <<if $gymMembershipBasic || $gymMembersshipExpert || $gymBasicTrial || $gymExpertTrial>>let <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>her<<else>>him<</if>> know that you want to book a weight loss session with a personal trainer<<else>>book and pay for a weight loss session with a personal trainer<</if>> <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>Asami responds by saying happily, "Amazing choice! Cardio and weight loss is my bag. I got you fam. I said that right, right? Anyway, what I’m saying is short of me running you through dance training or gymnastics, general cardio is my best area of expertise. This is going to be so much fun I’m even tempted to exercise along with you!"<<else>>Darius responds by saying with a grin, "Alright, alright. Personal goals, I can dig that. Not my personal best area, but I know enough from Asami to get you what you’re looking for, no question there. Some good cardio, a little bit of toning work, just a general full body work out I’d say"<</if>>. Grabbing a complimentary towel as you follow behind <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>her<<else>>him<</if>> you’re soon stopped in front of an area of exercise mats. <<if $time == 1 || $time == 3>>Surprisingly passing you a pair of extremely light weight dumbbells that you barely notice the presence of when they’re in your hands, Asami joyfully explains, "Don’t freak, we’re not pumping iron or anything. What we’re doing is being really efficient. A lot of what I have planned is leg stuff, so if you have some small weights in your hands, you’ll be able to work out your arms at the same time. We’re going to do so much; steps, squats, star jumps, I’m even tempted to do some jazzercize with you! After that we can do the machines, treadmill, rowing machine, exercise bike, the works. So much fun to get to". What happens next is a fun yet tiring series of exercises, the friendly presence of your trainer keeping your spirits high as she pushes you from one to the next. It’s hot, sweaty, and more than a little achy, however you feel supported enough to keep going. However, when she turns on an upbeat music track and stands before you, asking you to try and follow her movements, that’s when you know things are about to kick into high gear. The lithe manager makes it all look easy, but in truth it’s anything but. You try to keep up with her, however, between the previous exercises wearing you out and just how energetic and well-practiced she is there’s certainly a skill gap between you. After a while though she does slow down a little, making it easier on you, and it’s not like she isn’t trying to help you, it’s just difficult. If anything, you get the impression that she might have once been a professional dancer with how fluid her movements are. The dance exercise is pretty fun at least. Already exhausted, you are next ran through various machines, only using them for five minutes or so each before moving on. Steppers, walkers, treadmills, exercise bikes, and even a rowing machine. At the very least you feel like you’re getting the most for your money after going through so many different exercises. As you’re starting to finish up, the peppy Japanese gym trainer pats you on the back with her dainty hand, commenting excitedly, "Wow, that was intense right! I think it’s working though; you look amazing! Keep it up and you’ll be the you that you want to be in no time. You might also want to catch a shower, workouts like this can get you pretty smelly afterwards! Anyway, super proud of you, and hope that you’ll be interested in more lessons from me in the future".<<else>>To begin with Darius hands you a pair of practically non-existent dumbbells, explaining with an embarrassment-tinged laugh, "Look, if it were up to me I’d suggest something heftier, but Asami assures me for cardio holding onto a pair of light-weight dumbbells while you do the rest of the exercises will make the difference. That trauma over with, the plans are to go over some; steps, squats, star jumps, then move into using the machines. Anyway, let’s get to work". What happens next is a gruelling series of exercises, starting out with exercises that by the end of them have your entire body burning up. It’s hot, sweaty, and more than a little achy, however Darius continues to shout on support to you that keeps you going. Most of all you notice that he has you moving about constantly, working out every part of your body and not just your legs or your arms. He also takes a moment to explain that Asami likes to do some dance exercises when she covers these sessions, but seeing as he’s not much of a dancer he’s making up that part of the session with having you do more exercising. Already exhausted, you are next ran through various machines, only using them for five minutes or so each before moving on. Steppers, walkers, treadmills, exercise bikes, and even a rowing machine. At the very least you feel like you’re getting the most for your money after going through so many different exercises. As you’re starting to finish up, the muscular black gym trainer throws you a towel, adding, "Good job $firstName. Keep that up and you’ll be healthier and in better shape before you know it. If you want one last piece of advice I’d say towel off and hit the showers. It’ll work out the knots in your muscles, and after so much exercise I can say that you’d benefit from one".<</if>> Waving goodbye, you slowly wander back, feeling slightly stiff and exhausted, but also sure that you’ve benefited from it. Sweatier and in need of some hydration, you [[return to the entrance portion of the gym|Dorm Gym]].

<<if $gymMorningCardio || $gymMorningWeightTraining || $gymMorningSauna || $gymMorningTrainerWeightTraining || $gymMorningTrainerWeightLoss>> Ready to take advantage of your booked morning gym sessions, you head over there, greeted by an ever bubbly Asami. <<if $gymMorningCardio && $actionAmountCurrent < $actionLimit>><<set $actionAmountCurrent += 1>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<if $muscles < 50>><<set $muscles += 1>><</if>><<if $weight > 0>><<set $weight -= 1>><</if>>Making use of the treadmills and exercise bikes you do some morning cardio. <<elseif $gymMorningCardio>>You want to do your morning cardio, however, exhausted as you are it just doesn’t seem to be an option. <</if>><<if $gymMorningWeightTraining && $actionAmountCurrent < $actionLimit>><<set $actionAmountCurrent += 1>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<if $muscles < 100>><<set $muscles += 1>><</if>><<if $weight > 50>><<set $weight -= 1>><</if>>Picking up some medium weight dumbbells, you run yourself through some basic muscle building exercises. <<elseif $gymMorningWeightTraining>>Your planned morning weight training sadly falls through due to your current exhaustion, it just not seemingly on the cards today. <</if>><<if $gymMorningSauna && $actionAmountCurrent < $actionLimit>><<set $actionAmountCurrent += 1>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<if $weight > 3>><<set $weight -= 3>><<else>><<set $weight = 0>><</if>>Settling into the sauna, you have a nice refreshing albeit sweaty session to start your day. <<elseif $gymMorningSauna>>Wanting to do a morning sauna session, you feel too lethargic to really think it’s a good idea, ultimately cancelling it. <</if>><<if $gymMorningTrainerWeightTraining && $actionAmountCurrent < $actionLimit>><<set $actionAmountCurrent += 1>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<if $muscles < 97>><<set $muscles += 3>><<else>><<set $muscles = 100>><</if>><<if $weight > 53>><<set $weight -= 3>><<elseif $weight > 50>><<set $weight = 50>><</if>>Being led by Asami through a series of muscle building exercises, you feel like you’ve built up a decent amount of new muscle mass. <<elseif $gymMorningTrainerWeightTraining>>Just not feeling energy-filled enough to do personal trainer led weight training today, you let Asami know you need to cancel the session. <</if>><<if $gymMorningTrainerWeightLoss && $actionAmountCurrent < $actionLimit>><<set $actionAmountCurrent += 1>><<sweat>><<sweat>><<if $muscles < 47>><<set $muscles += 3>><<elseif $muscles < 50>><<set $muscles = 50>><</if>><<if $weight > 3>><<set $weight -= 3>><<else>><<set $weight = 0>><</if>>With the help of Asami you go through a number of morning exercises intended to help you lose weight, the effect seemingly very efficient. <<elseif $gymMorningTrainerWeightLoss>>Too exhausted to manage it, you let Asami know you’re cancelling your personal trainer led weight loss session. <</if>>Everything done, you say goodbye to the cheerful Asami and head back to your room.<</if>>

<<set $roomMilkerRepairCounter -= 1>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Choosing to make use of your Milking Frame, you approach it <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>whilst removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, the machine indicating it won’t start until you do<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>whilst removing your $currentClothing, the machine indicating it won’t start until you do<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>whilst removing your $currentUnderwear, the machine indicating it won’t start until you do<<else>>, already naked enough for the machine to activate for you<</if>>. The computerized control panel brightening in anticipation of its use, you also hear the internal rumbling of motors whirring up readying themselves for what’s to come. In some respects you wonder if such a large metallic frame as you’re about to soon drape yourself over is actually the most efficient way to milk yourself, however, with all the extra features built into it you have to admit that it looks impressive. First bending over the frame before finally getting yourself into position, a kind of hands and knees position where the frame fully supports your weight, a friendly beeping greets you. Whilst you’re not restrained, the way that your body rests is a little awkward, which is why when the breast-shaped domes of the milker snake towards your <<if $breastSize == 0>>nipples<<else>><<checkBreast>> boobs<</if>> it’s pretty convenient. The milking cups are heated, making their contact much more relaxed, the entire frame itself strangely comfortable your knees resting on a thick rubbery matt whilst your body lies against some more padded aspects of the largely metal frame. <<if $udder>> The machine recognising your udder, you watch on as it uncoils from within itself a secondary set of milking tubes, albeit this set having four long heads, perfectly suited for your long fleshy teats. Following the same procedure as with the first breast cups, the device mechanically snakes them towards you too, fitting them carefully with a slight pinch as they latch on with suction.<</if>> As the pump hums to life, the breast cups finally begin taking effect, slowly engorging your <<checkNipple>> nipples as they apply suction pressure to them until they’re fully erect and larger than ever. It does pinch a little at first, and the sensation is unusual, but certainly not an unpleasant one as your nipples are rhythmically suctioned within their confines. Paying attention to the tubing you see flowing through them a thick stream of your <<checkLactationDescription>> lactative fluid, ending up beyond your sight past the wall. The rhythmic sound of the pump is almost hypnotic in your prone position, driving you to feel extremely drowsy, practically falling asleep as you wait. You don’t actually enter sleep, but you do relax into a hazy state where you’re not paying attention to much else other than the sensations of the pump, and a warm feeling of accomplishment from the quantity of <<checkLactationType>> you’ve produce, all the while resting in the frame. So drowsy are you, that you barely realise just how amazing the pleasure is from the regular sucking of your <<if $breastSize == 0>><<checkNipple>> nipples by the machine, your chest heaving from the steady draw<<else>><<checkNipple>> nipples by the pumps, your <<checkBreast>> boobs jiggling beneath you from the steady motion<</if>>. Making small moans of sensuous pleasure, it doesn’t even cross your mind that anyone walking in would see you moaning on all fours while being milked like a farm animal. <<if $chastityLevel != 0>><<if $penis && $vagina>>Painfully your <<checkPenis>> cock strains against your $currentChastity as the stimulation from the milking causes it to swell. In fact, the experience is so uncomfortable that you grimace, even the pleasure running through your pussy unable to counteract it.<<elseif $penis>>Painfully your <<checkPenis>> cock strains against your $currentChastity as the stimulation from the milking causes it to swell. In fact, the experience is so uncomfortable that you grimace, biting your lip as you hope that the sensation quickly comes to an end.<<else>><<orgasm>>Whilst your pussy is contained behind your $currentChastity, it seems like you’ve found a loophole, the stimulation from your milking causing it to swell and moisten. You can’t see your vagina, but it feels great, a hidden orgasm rocking through you as it spasms happily. Smiling to yourself at finding a work-around, knowing that no-one will ever know about it, you sink into the blissful sensations, letting yourself cum multiple times.<</if>><<else>><<orgasm>>Blissfully, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock, and puffy wet pussy<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>puffy wet pussy<</if>> spasms uncontrollably, brought to multiple orgasms, the pleasure of the milking enough to bring you to the peak time and again. Your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> puddling beneath you drains away into a handy built-in floor grate, likely a necessary addition to your room given your reaction. A thought in the back of your head momentarily wonders if you could stay like this forever, just cum-ing and being milked into this wonderful state all the time.<</if>> However, it’s not much longer before the milking cycle is over and the machine unhooks itself, the breast cups being reinserted back into where they’re usually housed. Taking a moment to rest, you carefully stand up, making sure to massage your joints that had stiffened from being kept in position over the frame. In particular, you check your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>> and your <<checkNipple>> nipples, making sure that they aren’t overly sore or in any way damaged. Taking a moment to view the Milking Frame’s display screen, you read the processing report. <hr>Milking Report Name: $firstName $secondName Production Type: <<checkLactationType>> Production Quantity: $lactationLevel ml Production Quality: standard Raw Production Value = <<set $holderInt = Math.round($lactationLevel * .1)>><<if $lactationOatsBoost>><<set $holderInt = Math.round($holderInt * 1.1)>><</if>><<if $pregnancyLactationBoost>><<set $holderInt = Math.round($holderInt * 1.1)>><</if>>$holderInt G.G.P Handling Fee = <<set _milkingHandlingFee = Math.round($holderInt * .1)>>- _milkingHandlingFee G.G.P Final Production Value = <<set $holderInt = $holderInt - _milkingHandlingFee>>$holderInt G.G.P<<set $ggp += $holderInt>><<set $lactationLevel = 0>> <hr> The milking session complete, you take a moment to put yourself back together, stretching and yawning. With that all done, you once again <a data-passage="Room Hub">find yourself standing in your bedroom</a>.

<<addToFurniture "Industrial Milking Frame">>Deciding that you want to purchase the Milking Frame installation for your room, you say to Henry, "I’d like to get a milking machine installed in my room, if that’s still an option", patiently waiting for his reply. In return, with a small smile the bearded red-head replies, "Sure. Not a problem. The frames we warehouse are sturdy, adjustable, and hook up well with the facility internals. Means if you make use of the frame, we can give you an automated quote for your produce. There’s a small percentage processing fee cut off of it, as we have to rent the facilities piping, but it’s not a huge cost. You’ll also need to get it maintenance-d regularly, it’ll tell you on the activation panel. Thing’s automated for health and safety, as well as food hygiene purposes, so there’s no overriding it if you’re trying to make use of the milking functions. There’s also some paperwork you’ll need to sign. Wait here, I’ll get it from the office", and on that note he briefly heads back into his office to retrieve a stack of paperwork for you to sign. Together you spend a few minutes looking over the complex legal document, Henry explaining everything to you section by section. Unless he’s hiding something, the documents just reiterate what he said previously, albeit in a more formal manner. They’ll buy your milk produced from it, just with a slight reduction in price, and they require you to have it maintained regularly, nothing too ground-breaking. "All done", you tell the farm overseer, signing the paperwork with your name, the reems of paperwork finally contended with. Giving it a quick look over, Henry nods in his usual manner, pulling out a hand-sized tablet computer briefly, before answering, "Seems fine. Everything’s processed, including your credits. Guess that means we’ll have to get a work team over at yours to get it all fitted out. Shouldn’t be a problem, we have an internal team on call. Remember to come back for a maintenance check every ten milking’s or so, and I’ll see you around". With that all done, and nothing else pressing to say on the topic, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of Henry in the Dairy lobby|Industrial Dairy]].

Figuring that you need to get your Milking Frame some maintenance, you ask Henry, "Hey, would it be possible to book someone to come out and see my Milking Frame to give it some maintenance?", patiently waiting for his reply. In return, with a small smile the bearded red-head replies, "Sure. Pretty standard business, any parts costs or replacements are our responsibility after you pay the maintenance cost. Afterwards it’ll be good for ten more milking sessions before it needs checking again. There’s also some paperwork you’ll need to sign just to confirm everything. Wait here, I’ll get it from the office", and on that note he briefly heads back into his office to retrieve a stack of paperwork for you to sign. Together you spend a few minutes looking over the complex legal document, Henry explaining everything to you section by section. Unless he’s hiding something, the documents just reiterate what he said previously, albeit in a more formal manner. Someone will come and check over your Milking Frame, afterwards it’ll be fine for ten more uses before it needs another maintenance visit, nothing too ground-breaking. "All done", you tell the farm overseer, signing the paperwork with your name, the reems of paperwork finally contended with. Giving it a quick look over, Henry nods in his usual manner, pulling out a hand-sized tablet computer briefly, before answering, "Seems fine. Everything’s processed, including your credits. Guess that means we’ll have to get an engineer over at yours to get it cleaned and checked. Shouldn’t be a problem, we have engineers on standby. Remember to come back when you next need it sorted, and I’ll see you around". With that all done, and nothing else pressing to say on the topic, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of Henry in the Dairy lobby|Industrial Dairy]].

Curious to know what has Allie so excited, or at least what has her even more up-beat than usual, you ask, "Hey Allie. So, what was it that you wanted to tell me about?", your wait for a response practically non-existent. "Yes $firstName! I’ve got a huge surprise to tell you about. Earlier I was asking Mr Marcus about it, in fact I think I’d been a little incessant about it at times, but he finally said yes. It’s very exciting I must say", the brightly coloured wolf-gurl explains, her comments still leaving you more than a little confused about what this is about. "That’s great, but what exactly did you ask him about?", you press, seeing that she seems to be going off track with her clarification. Pushing one had against her furry muzzle in shock, Allie continues, "Sorry about that $firstName, I go a tad lost in the story there for a moment. What I wanted to tell you was that Mr Marcus has agreed to let you take advantage of my ‘Friends and Family’ discount. Mr Marcus is very kind, but he’s also a businessman at heart, so it took a lot of convincing for him to give me the all clear to it. He really grilled me to make sure that you were a good friend. But, yes, that means you’re covered by my employee discount", a joyful grin plastered across her face as she lets you know about what she’s done for you. Finding her announcement a pleasant surprise, you respond with a happy, "Thank you Allie, that was a really nice thing of you to do". Giggling briefly, what you think might be a blush crossing her furred face, Allie continues after a few seconds of pause, "Well, I thought it would brighten your day a little. You’ve been a good friend, only made sense to get you the store discount. Also … it’ll let you get lots of cute maid clothing and accessories, that way we can dress up together. It’ll be lots of fun". Watching her gleeful grin, you can’t help but think that maybe sorting out the discount wasn’t entirely an altruistic action and that she might just want to play dress-up with you, but overall it’s still a nice gesture. Seeing nothing else to say on the topic, you engage in small talk for a moment before you’re once again left standing in front of the counter trying to [[decide what to do next|Maid For Service]].

Letting Allie know that you'd like to spend some time getting to know her better, the wolf-maid smiles at you explaining that there’s a seating area with a drinks machine just off of the main plaza that she thinks would work well for that. Less than a minute away, it’s nothing more than a few seated benches and vending machines, however, for having a nice chat it’s a comfortable and more importantly less busy spot to do so in. Apologizing profusely over the quality of the plastic cup of tea she buys you, you both end up making small talk about your daily lives. Once you get past her impeccable manners and need to say sorry for anything that goes wrong Allie’s actually a wonderful conversationalist, knowing just the right ways to keep the conversation between you entertaining. Allie talks about her servicing of guests, general helping around the facility, and <<if $maidStoreAllieFirst>>working at Maid for Service under Marcus<<else>>alludes to working somewhere else but doesn’t go into details<</if>>. In particular she tells you a story about the rumours she heard from the guests she has interacted with recently. <<print either("Apparently many of the guests don’t get that the gameshows in the Facility are mainly real and not set ups. One woman in particular came with a friend on a visit with the friend being on a popular quiz program, the gimmick of the show being that upon losing you can end up transformed or have to participate in some kind of sexual activity. After losing this woman’s friend thought it was all a joke at first but ended up being enslaved for a month at a remote vacation spot, servicing the guests at the resort. Everyone thought she’d just gone on a consolation holiday paid by the show, but the previously enslaved friend had told her the details on a drunken night out","Apparently some of the guests think they’ve seen weird behaviour from the Facility’s AI Alice, though many of them don’t bother reporting it. People who’ve had strange interactions with her say that she has a different avatar image that looks a bit like she’s dressing up as a sexy school girl, and that she often asks them to do mischievous or sexual things for her. It’s often put down to being a prank, or malware in the system, however, one guest who was a tech expert told her that AI’s are pretty rare and all have a habit of being highly unstable");>>. Overall, it's a nice relaxing chatting session, letting you get to know the sissy wolf-maid just a little bit better.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> She also embarrassingly sniffs herself, looking sheepishly like she thinks she might be the source of a bad smell. Eventually Allie even speaks up, apologizing for her bad smell and asking if you’ll forgive her for it. However, deep down you know that she’s not at fault, really it's your dirty diaper she's smelling.<</if>> After a little while, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive. Getting up from your table and heading back to where you met her you [[go back to talking to Allie|Fetish Hub Spend Time With Allie]].

Deciding you want to know more about Allie’s home, you ask her, "Okay Allie, so I’ve been a bit curious. What’s your home like when you’re not at the Facility, and what kind of owner do you have?", your wait for a response incredibly brief. Obviously eager to talk about the topic, the sissy wolf-maid starts, "Thank you for asking $firstName, it would be a pleasure to tell you all about my Master and my Mistress, along with all my slave siblings. Oh, I’m not even sure where to start … oh who to talk about first …", her tail waggling frantically as she gets lost in trying to figure out where to start. "Why don’t you start with your owners?", you suggest quickly, not wanting for her to get off track. Nodding in agreement, Allie continues, "That’s a good point, thank you. My Master is named Mr Sylas Hisey, and he’s married to my Mistress Mrs Kiya Hisey. For work my Master runs a large corporation which amongst other things supplies certain electronical parts to this very facility, this does mean he’s a very busy man though. He’s also incredibly handsome. Meanwhile, my Mistress, who is very pretty, works from home as a successful author and illustrator … it’s kind of embarrassing, but she … um, features me in her books … quite often", an obvious nervous turn of her face accompanying the last part as she shyly averts her gaze. "We all live in a big mansion together, and they’re nice to me … well, mostly. They can be a little … overbearing sometimes, and some things can be embarrassing. Master and Mistress always say that I’m too clumsy and silly to do things on my own, so Mistress especially likes dressing me or washing me. But, it’s not entirely like they’re wrong either. I like living with them, I think they’re good owners, and … um, it’s all quite hot". Seeing that she’s more anxious talking about the exact details of what goes on between her and her owners, you change the topic, instead asking, "You also mentioned that you had ‘slave siblings’ what do you mean by that?". Seemingly more at ease, or at least less timid, Allie continues, "Oh yes. Well, you see Master and Mistress have four slaves other than myself. We are rather close, and as we are all family in a way we see each other as siblings. The older brother of our group is Sebastion, who is also the butler for the house. He’s a cat-boy, and he keeps everyone in line, and sometimes helps Master and Mistress with punishing us if we misbehave, though mostly if they are too busy. Sebastion can be very serious at times, and he takes his duties of looking after the house to heart, telling me about what I need to clean or help out with, at least when I’m not helping Mistress out". "Then there’s Karoline, who’s next. Karoline is … well, she’s a naughty brat of a fox-girl I have to say. Sebastion or Master and Mistress are always having to give her a spanking for getting into trouble. She likes to play pranks, especially on her slave siblings, and then when she’s caught, she runs around and hides until she thinks everyone has forgot. Sebastion has to spank her often for her behaviour, and worse she sometimes tries to set me up so it looks like I’ve been the bad one, which is mean as I’ve been punished for her behaviour in the past. I also have a feeling she kind of … likes the spankings … if you know what I mean". "The last two are the dragon twins, Limon and Lime, who are still older than me but only by a little. Limon’s a boy, and Lime is a girl, but they have this competition thing that Master sets up regularly where they swap who has to dress and behave more masculine or more feminine. You see they’re really competitive, athletic too, so they do races, or sometimes … other more … lewd … things. One time they even … well it involved vibrators and trying not to … you know. Anyway, they’re nice, but they are normally pre-occupied with training for their next competition. And well, that’s all of the family", Allie finishes, smiling wistfully as she reminisces about them all. Curious if she’s happy, though pretty sure that she is, you still ask her, "So, do you like living with them all?". Allie, the furry sweet wolf-gurl that she is doesn’t miss a beat, grinning goofily as she answers, "Of course, they’re my family. We don’t always get along, for example I don’t like when Karoline gets in trouble, or when Sebastion gets all grumpy and overly work-focused with me, but that’s who they are. Things can be a little embarrassing at times, but we’re all very close, same with Master and Mistress. I’d really miss it if I didn’t get to be with them anymore. That’s why I’m working really hard here in the Center so I can get back to them as soon as possible". Seeing nothing further to pursue on the topic, you make small talk for a moment more before [[you return to talking with Allie|Fetish Hub Spend Time With Allie]].

Deciding you want to know more about Allie’s normal daily life, you ask her, "Hey Allie, so I’m a bit curious. How do you spend your time when you’re not at the facility?", your wait for a response incredibly brief. Definitely keen to talk about the topic, the sissy wolf-maid starts, "Thank you for asking $firstName, it would be a pleasure to tell you all about my life at home with my Master and Mistress, and my slave siblings. But, oh … oh, there’s so much to talk about … where should I even start? What should I say about …", her tail wagging frantically as she gets lost in trying to figure out where to start. "Why don’t you start with a general overview, then go into what a normal day would be like?", you suggest quickly, not wanting for her to get off track. Nodding and smiling gleefully at your recommendation, Allie begins, "That’s a good point $firstName, thank you. So, my position in my Master and Mistress's home is somewhat complicated. I’m the maid of the house, but that’s not my only role. I’m also kind of a pet, and a sex slave, and also a child to my Mistress in particular. As I said it’s kind of complicated. When I’m with Master I’m more there to be entertaining, either by seeing to his sexual needs or doing embarrassing things to make him happy, like … um, walking around with cum in my fur. Though … I do … kind of … like it …", whilst on someone with such thick fur it’s hard to tell, by this point in the conversation you could swear that the poor wolf-gurl was already blushing from the humiliating topic. "But, um … Mistress is different though. She likes it when I keep her company. I do some … er, sexual things, for, um, her too, but mostly I just spend time with her. When she writes her … well, when she writes I sometimes kneel down with her and rest my head on her lap. I also make her pots of tea, give her neck massages, or get her snacks so she can work without distraction. Mistress says that I’m too silly and clumsy to do things on my own really, so she dresses me and washes me, and other things like that. I like Master and Mistress, but I do spend a lot more time with Mistress by far". Seeing that the topic of her intimate relationships with her owners is a slightly embarrassing topic for her, you instead change the topic a little, asking, "Sounds like you get on well. So, what’s your average day back home like?". Thinking for a second, still seeming quite shy, the wolf-gurl explains sweetly, "Hmm. Well, I start the day in my padded sleeping cage with my plushies and my blankets. Mistress normally comes to wake me up after Master has gone to work, though on weekends it’s sometimes Sebastian who’s my slave-sibling and the family butler who does it instead. Mistress likes to shower me, put makeup on me, and generally dress me all up for the day. Then comes breakfast, which Sebastion and Karoline handle … but erm, I kind of eat it from … well a bowl on the floor … and um, it’s embarrassing … but the others cum in it …", hands shielding her face, Allie quickly tries to change the subject. "After that I will usually stay with Mistress for the next few hours, keeping her company whilst she writes. She sometimes asks me to … get in certain positions because … er, she wants to know if people can actually do … certain things. And, I kind of … um, kneel down under the desk to … do other things for, erm, her. Anyway, eventually she normally needs some space and quiet to work, so I then do my maid work under the watch of Sebastion. That’s what often takes up most of the day. I’m a little clumsy at times though, so the others keep a close eye on me to make sure I don’t make too many mistakes. Sometimes I knock things over with my tail by accident, though I also suspect that Karoline, one of my other slave siblings, breaks things when I’m not looking to get my in trouble". "My evening meal is eaten similarly to my morning one, which … um, I don’t really want to repeat, but I … do kind of like … well. But, after that Master and Mistress are both free from their work, though they also regularly entertain guests, so it’s harder to say. This is when punishments are dealt with if people have been trouble making, especially Karoline, though Master and Mistress have both given me spankings in the past. At this point I’d say generally that I spend time with them … sometimes more … erm, intimately. Afterwards I’m put back into my sleeping cage and locked in for the night. It’s all snug and padded, and my owners buy me lots of plushies to sleep with. I think that’s everything except for … well, sometimes Master has me do embarrassing things to entertain everyone … especially if we have guests … but, um, they’re normally … fun too …", the ending of her description making you almost certain that beneath her fur Allie is blushing intensely. Not wanting to make her feel any further embarrassed, but also wanting to make sure that she actually does like staying with them despite being pretty sure that she does, you ask, "So, do you like living with them?", Allie almost immediately nodding in agreement, a resolute expression in her eyes. "Oh yes, very much so $firstName. I miss them very much, and look forward to seeing Master and Mistress again, along with my slave siblings. In some respects, it’s interesting to be back here for another top-up course, meeting new people, but I miss everyone at home. My owners are extremely strict in ensuring that I’m well trained, so I end up back in the Facility every few months. Still, they look after me, and I enjoy being with them, even if things can be a bit embarrassing at times", the wolf-gurl maid finishes, looking wistfully into the air, likely reminiscing over her home. Seeing nothing further to pursue on the topic, you make small talk for a moment more before [[you return to talking with Allie|Fetish Hub Spend Time With Allie]].

Interested in hearing more about Allie’s offer for you and her to do volunteer work for the facility, you ask her, "Hey Allie, you mentioned before about some tasks that you thought I might be interested in? Could you go into what sort of thing you were suggesting?", curious to what sort of volunteer work she could be suggesting. Obviously over excited about the subject, the sissy wolf-maid’s tail begins to wag frantically as her eyes light up with joy. Smiling, she explains, "Oh $firstName, I’m so glad you asked. You see, when I re-entered The Repurposing Center for my top-up course they assigned me a small number of people on the trainee program to approach and offer my knowledge and advice to. However, it sadly appears that of the five people I was assigned, the four other trainees than yourself were unlucky enough to either run afoul of the facilities rules or were lucky enough to find an early buyer". Nodding your understanding of everything so far, you query her, "That makes sense, but how do these tasks factor into that?". Continuing, Allie looks a little sheepish, "Well you see, during my stay here I have to acquire a certain number of merits to graduate. Every day I get an amount of them for my training, however, there are ways for me to gain the merits such as my additional volunteer work. One of the ways to acquire these merits more quickly is to help teach those assigned trainees, however, as mentioned, everyone I was assigned other than you are no longer here in the facility. That teaching can be in the form of just talking and getting to know each other, but also covers a list of special tasks that the graduate can offer to the trainee. I don’t want to impose upon you, but if you were to do some of these volunteer activities then it would be a great help in speeding up my own stay", the colourful furry maid unable to look you in the eye, obviously embarrassed. Not wanting to get into an argument, especially seeing as Allie hasn’t tried to trick you on the matter, you reassure her, "It’s okay Allie, there’s nothing wrong with wanting to go home. I might be able to help you, but first I’d need to know what kind of tasks I would need to do?". Looking relieved, Allie smiles, "Thank you $firstName. I didn’t want to sound like I was using you, as you seem very nice, but at the same time I do think these tasks would help your own training. They are mostly sexual in nature, aimed at teaching you to be more submissive and accommodating. It’s also worth noting that they each have a reward for you once you put in the required amount of time to fulfil them. Normally it’s in the form of facility points, though they also have a few other special prizes in the form of clothing, furniture, or makeup. It might also be possible for me to convince my owners to buy you too, though only if we get along well enough". "Okay", you start as you take in what she’s said, continuing, "That makes sense, and it sounds like there would be something in it for both of us. What would the first task be?", curious to know how much work you’d need to put into these volunteer projects. "Well the first one I think you might be interested in trying out is relatively tame, though also a bit public at the same time. It would involve you wearing a sign that says ‘free spankings’ and standing in this plaza for a while. The aim is to get enough spankings to finally fulfil your quota, at which point the task would be considered complete. As this task is considered basic the reward isn’t particularly large, but it will qualify you for some of the more complex tasks. Most people from my experience aren’t willing to give too aggressive spankings in public, so I’d say this task is mostly for show. I’d also predict that it might take only three or four spanking sessions for you to fulfil the requirement", Allie explains calmly and reassuringly, giving you some time to let it all sink in. Thinking it over, you clarify, "So what you’re saying is that I let some random strangers spank me in public and in return I get some G.G.P and you get an amount of your merits?", the colourful wolf-gurl nodding in agreement. "Yes $firstName, that would be accurate. The reward is approximately 750 G.G.P for this one, with no additional bonus prizes associated with it. It would indeed by beneficial to me if you were to complete this task, but I don’t want you to feel pressured into partaking in it. Everyone should progress at their own pace, and not everyone is suited to submissive activities like this. Please think it over and if you want to give it a try then tell me, and we can give it a try", she finishes, happy to let the subject conclude at that. Interested by the proposal, even if you’re not certain if you want to pursue it, you think through all the details Allie provided to you. Seeing nothing further to pursue on the topic, you make small talk for a moment more before [[you return to talking with Allie|Fetish Hub Spend Time With Allie]].

Making it back to you, in an obvious state of delight with her tail whipping back and forth, Allie exuberantly explains, "You managed it $firstName, you completed the task!", the brightly furred maid throwing her arms open and embracing you in an impassioned hug. Receiving a face full of fluff that you have to extract your head from, you ask in a muffled voice, "What ha...hasp you spo … happy Allie … ?", your face once more pulled back into her furry cuddle. Eventually letting go of you, finally giving you a chance to breath again, Allie ecstatically responds with twinkling eyes, "Oh $firstName I’m so proud of you. You managed to fulfil the spanking quota, I checked on the way to put away the sign and saw that you’d been marked off as having complete it. The system is all monitored by the facility and you must have served enough people in your last volunteer session to complete it. Oh, it’s such good behaviour on your part, so many people you helped brighten the day of by letting them spank you $firstName, it makes me so happy to think about". Seeing that she is getting emotional, you decide to inquire about the reward that was previously mentioned, saying, "That’s really great Allie. So, you mentioned that there was some kind of compensation for doing the facility task?", Allie’s happy mood still keeping her in an overly excitable state. "Oh yes, the rewards are significant", the wolf-gurl responds dreamily, still lost in the moment, "Since the system is automated they send the points to you automatically. There isn’t one this time, but if there are any physical prize that goes along with that, then they send that with a cleaning and delivery robot straight to you. I bet if you checked your account, you’ll find you’re 750 G.G.P better off, though if not I’m sure they’d promptly deal with that. But there’s something else I’d like to say …". Looking momentarily shy, Allie continues sincerely, "Thank you $firstName. It means so much to me that you’ve helped me so much. By you working so hard this will mean I get to see my slave siblings and owners a little sooner. Not only that but you were so nice to help all those people in the process. This is getting me emotional, as such I’ll try to calm myself down, but thank you", tears of happiness appearing in her eyes as she sniffles loudly from her show of emotions. "It’s okay Allie, I was happy to help", you quickly tell her, patting her on the back comfortingly, "If there’s anything else I can do to help, as you mentioned more available facility tasks before, then I might be interested in doing some more too". Taking out a handkerchief and blowing her nose, your furry friend smiles, happily continuing, "That’s wonderful! Thank you so much! Yes, I’ll be able to get another task for you, though you might have to give me a chance to check in on my teachers first to find out what tasks are available. More volunteer work will be so nice for us both to do". Feeling like you’ve become closer to the sissy maid, and in the process made yourself some more money for your efforts, you feel a moment of pride in your work. Seeing nothing further to say about the task for now, you make small talk for a moment more before [[you return to talking with Allie|Fetish Hub Spend Time With Allie]].

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Telling Allie, "Can I do some volunteer work on that spanking task Allie?", wanting to <<if $allieFirstQuestState == 1>>try out the public spanking assignment that she brought to your attention<<else>>continue the spanking assignment that you previously started<</if>>. Obviously excited by your words, Allie’s tail wags frantically, the happy wolf-maid responding, "Yes $firstName, it would be my pleasure to help you in your training. This task really should not be too difficult, though I’ll be nearby in case you need any help or guidance. But first, I’ll go get you the sign to let people know that you’re offering free spankings, please wait here and I’ll be right back", the well-mannered sissy quickly departing, leaving you alone with your thoughts for a moment. You do briefly consider whether it’s a good idea to let random people spank you, the possibility of being so open to accepting public humiliation starting a slippery slope of wanton submission, however, <<if $submission >= 25>>maybe that would be pretty fun after all<<else>>you ultimately dismiss the notion sure that a few spanks do much to you<</if>>. Returning in less than a couple of minutes, Allie appears with a board with a looping piece of string around the top, the words, "FREE SPANKINGS!", printed across it. Handing you the sign, which you diligently hang around your neck having already committed yourself to the task, the slave graduate explains, "For this task you need to stand in a public area and advertise to passers-by that they are free to spank you. I believe that this would be more than a suitable spot, given that it’s both well-travelled and in the sight of security. The quota is a little excessive maybe, but I’m sure you’ll fulfil it before too long, I believe in you. If you remain polite then I don’t foresee any issues. Good luck!". Letting her understand, "Okay, that makes sense", the heavily furred maid gives you a quick reassuring hug before walking a small distance away from you, making sure to keep you within her sight whilst not interfering. Feeling more than a bit awkward standing there in the busy plaza with a sign indicating that you want to be spanked, you wait. Though you don’t have to wait for long before someone shows interest in you. After only a few minutes a sharp pain in your <<checkAss>> rear blooms out as something connects with it, causing you to let out a surprised, "EEEK!". <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>"Nice!"<<else>>"Nice!"<</if>>, an unknown voice sounds off from behind you. Try as you might, your attempts to turn and spot the perpetrator ending fruitlessly as you can’t make out who could have done it from within the crowd of people going about their business. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>Frustrated that you weren’t even given any warning, you almost miss the next person to come up to you in your distraction, a trendy looking dark haired woman in a black latex minidress who says in a sultry tone, "Well aren’t you adorable, coming out here and offering yourself up like this. You wouldn’t mind turning around and bending over for me, would you? Be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and maybe I’ll go easy on you". <<if $submission <= 0>>Grumbling slightly<<else>>Happy to comply<</if>> you respond, "Yes Miss", turning your back to her before leaning slightly forward so that your bottom sticks out, providing a more tantalizing target for the guest. Roving hands stroking your ass first before proceeding, the woman comments loudly and confidently, "Hmm! <<if $assSize <= 1>>On the smaller size, but still nice. Ripe and delicate ready for some fun<<else>>Big and juicy, I bet it’ll jiggle nicely. This is going to be fun<</if>>. Count them off for me will you? I’m thinking five, but who knows how many we’ll end at", a slight giggle coming from her before she begins landing strikes. "One … two … oww, three … f..four … urgh, five …", you gasp uncomfortably as smack after smack land, her strikes more powerful than you might have expected, yet precise enough that she’s obviously not just throwing her weight into them without thought. By now your <<checkAss>> bum is starting to radiate a stinging heat, but at the same time it’s oddly … hot? Straightening you back up, the latex-clad woman leans in to kiss you flirtishly on the cheek, a desire-filled look in her eye, "I liked that … I hope you did too. Maybe we can do this again". After that she doesn’t stick around for much longer, however, she certainly did have an effect on you, your <<if $penis && $vagina && $chastityLevel != 0>>$currentChastity clad cock straining painfully within its confines as it gets hard, your pussy clenching from both need and discomfort<<elseif $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock hardening and your pussy juicing up with need<<elseif $penis && $chastityLevel != 0>>$currentChastity clad cock straining painfully within its confines as it gets hard<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock hardening with need<<elseif $vagina && $chastityLevel != 0>>$currentChastity clad pussy juicing up with need<<else>>engorged pussy juicing up with need<</if>>.<<else>>Frustrated that you weren’t even given any warning, you almost miss the next person to come up to you in your distraction, a trendy looking dark haired man in a black latex suit who says in a gravelly tone, "Well aren’t you adorable, coming out here and offering yourself up like this. You wouldn’t mind turning around and bending over for me, would you? Be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>slave<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and maybe I’ll go easy on you". <<if $submission <= 0>>Grumbling slightly<<else>>Happy to comply<</if>> you respond, "Yes Sir", turning your back to her before leaning slightly forward so that your bottom sticks out, providing a more tantalizing target for the guest. Roving hands stroking your ass first before proceeding, the man comments loudly and confidently, "Hmm! <<if $assSize <= 1>>On the smaller size, but still nice. Ripe and delicate ready for some fun<<else>>Big and juicy, I bet it’ll jiggle nicely. This is going to be fun<</if>>. Count them off for me, will you? I’m thinking five, but who knows how many we’ll end at", a slight chortle coming from him before he begins landing strikes. "One … two … oww, three … f..four … urgh, five …", you gasp uncomfortably as smack after smack land, his strikes more powerful than you might have expected, yet precise enough that he’s obviously not just throwing his weight into them without thought. By now your <<checkAss>> bum is starting to radiate a stinging heat, but at the same time it’s oddly … hot? Straightening you back up, the latex-clad man leans in to kiss you on the cheek, a desire-filled look in his eye, "I liked that … I hope you did too. Maybe we can do this again". After that he doesn’t stick around for much longer, however, he certainly did have an effect on you, your <<if $penis && $vagina && $chastityLevel != 0>>$currentChastity clad cock straining painfully within its confines as it gets hard, your pussy clenching from both need and discomfort<<elseif $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock hardening and your pussy juicing up with need<<elseif $penis && $chastityLevel != 0>>$currentChastity clad cock straining painfully within its confines as it gets hard<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock hardening with need<<elseif $vagina && $chastityLevel != 0>>$currentChastity clad pussy juicing up with need<<else>>engorged pussy juicing up with need<</if>>.<</if>> After that a string of guests approach you to provide extra swats, some asking first, others just spanking you on their way past. By the end your poor rear feels like a tenderized lump of meat from all the attention it has faced, scores of people having taken opportunistic advantage of your situation. It’s kind of surprising that so many people would be interested, but a free spank seems to be an alluring enough offer for the residents of the facility to not turn down. All of the standing around and posing has also caused you to exert yourself a little too, making you feel a tad sweaty. "You did wonderfully out there $firstName", Allie praises you as she returns, helping you out of the sign and giving you a comforting hug, "That was a lot of spanking, you might want to put some ointment on that. It’ll be fine in a few hours, or at least after a good night of sleep, however, it might remain sting-y for a while. From personal experience I recommend being cautious when sitting down". Rubbing your <<checkAss>> bottom in an attempt to sooth it, you say to her in return, "Thanks Allie, I’ll try to keep that in mind. Are people always so … excited?", wondering if people are always so attracted to volunteer sexual services. Smiling gleefully, the wolf-maid nods, "Oh yes $firstName, sometimes even more so. Making use of a trained sex slave, for free, even if it is in public it’s still an amazing deal. If you were offering oral I’m sure they would have been queued up across the entire plaza. Still, I bet you made a lot of people happy by letting then spank you, which I think is a pretty good day". <<if $allieFirstQuestState >= 3>>Putting the sign away, Allie returns with an excited wag in her fluffy tail, obviously overjoyed about something. You’re not exactly sure what has her so happy, but [[you patiently wait for her to tell you|Fetish Hub Allie Quest 1 End][$ggp += 750; $allieFirstQuestComplete = true; if($allieRelationship<=80){$allieRelationship += 20;}else{$allieRelationship = 100;};]].<<else>>Allie taking that opportunity to put the sign away again, she soon returns letting you know that the quota is still a little bit away still from being fulfilled. Seeing nothing further to say about the task for now, you make small talk for a moment more before [[you return to talking with Allie|Fetish Hub Spend Time With Allie]].<</if>>

<<set $metAurora = true>>You’re just about to leave Papa Glover when a confident feminine voice calls out, "Hi Papa! Who’s the new <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>guy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>person<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>guy<</if>>? I don’t think I’ve seen <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> before", the voice seemingly attached to a diapered <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry cat-<<else>>girl with shot tomboy-ish hair<</if>>. <<if $nonHumanPlay>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraFurryFull.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraHumanFull.png]]</div><</if>> Taking a closer look at her as she quickly approaches, you take in her <<if $nonHumanPlay>>dark furred cat-girl form, complete with long sweeping tail, tall fluffy ears, and a muzzled mouth. She even has digitigrade legs tipped with clawed cat like feet, her hands more paw-like than normal yet still human enough to not get in the way of normal life<<else>>feminine yet outgoing form, complete with rosy cheeks<</if>>. With a short mop of somewhat unkempt dark hair, and attentive sparkling green eyes, you get the impression that she’s very active and adventurous even from just a short glance. Meanwhile, in terms of clothing she wears just a short sleeved purple shirt and a butterfly pattern pink diaper, leaving her mostly unclothed, though from her expression you don’t get the feeling that she’s embarrassed about her partial nudity. "There you are Aurora, how’s my Speedy-Climber doing? This is $firstName, <<if $pronoun == 1>>she’s<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he’s<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they’re<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> relatively new to the nursery, but I feel like <<if $pronoun == 1>>she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>she<<else>>he<</if>> is going to fit in well here", the older businessman greets her, giving her hair a tussle and handing her as a boiled candy from his pocket. Popping the sweet straight into her mouth without a second thought, she extends a <<if $nonHumanPlay>>paw<<else>>hand<</if>>, smiling, "Hey there $firstName, I’m Aurora and I’ve been around here a while now, so if you need to know anything then come find me. Wait, I probably should say more but got to answer Papa first", her attention for a moment turning to Papa who she answers, "I’m good Papa, thank you for the sweet, it’s super yummy. Was climbing some trees, exploring the treehouses, watched a little bit of the TV and stopped off for a snack. Thought about maybe checking out one of the adventures, but I’m still trying to make my mind up. Hope you’re having a good day!". "Nice to meet you too Aurora", you respond, shaking her hand. Seemingly pleased by the two of you meeting, Papa Glover responds to the new girl, "That’s excellent. As long as you’re enjoying yourself and aren’t up to too much mischief you’re doing it right in my mind. Remember to get some real food in too though, wouldn’t be good to have a sugar crash mid climb", his attention turning back to you as he explains. "Aurora here has been with us since the early days of the nursery and is certainly one of the friendliest residents by my account. She won’t lead you too wrong if you ask her for advice, though she can get quite into her explorations so be careful there. My Speedy-Climber also has a bit of a side business that you might be interested in, but I’ll let her explain that", he finishes, Aurora taking the obvious hint to break into a sales patter. Taking on a more formal posture, the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry cat-girl<<else>>tom-boy<</if>> explains in a well-practiced pitch, "Have you ever thought, wow I’m hungry, I’m thirsty, I could really do with something to eat on the go? Well, you don’t have to wait any further thanks to my wonderful product. Indeed, I sell a range of adult-sized babies bottles filled with a variety of wonderful options. Do you like milk? We have milk! Do you like apple juice? We have that! Do you want food instead? We have that too! Do you crave for cum? Well we even have that! Yes, for low-low extremely affordable prices we sell a good range of bottles for you to stock up on. Please enquire … today", Aurora punctuating her statement by ending it with a thumbs-up. Nodding along, feeling like you’ve been wheeled into a time-share meeting, you let Aurora know, "Thanks for letting me know, that’s pretty interesting. I might have to check into it at some point". Obviously happy with herself, the active little gives you a short wave, turning to leave. "That’s great to hear. If you need to find me I should be around somewhere, but if you ever need to get hold of me in a hurry then ask Papa to call me in, I have a … well it’s a thing-y that lets me know if I’m needed. Anyway, have a great day both of you", the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>cat-girl<<else>>mop-haired girl<</if>> speeding off just like her nickname. Watching her leave for a second, Papa Glover turns back to you, smiling, "That was a nice break. Anyway, I think I should be getting back to work, the paperwork grows ever higher. I’m sure you’ve got much better things to do with your time <<if $femininity <0>>sport<<else>>pumpkin<</if>>, so run along and have some fun, I’ll see you again soon".

Making the decision, you inform the mysterious Chess Man, "I challenge you to a game of chess", a distinct shiver running down your spine as you look into his shadowed face, getting the impression that he’s grinning at you despite not being able to see if he is. Leaning forward, the strange gentleman replies with a hint of amusement in his voice, "You do indeed? Have you thought this through entirely? I only inquire because I doubt your chances of success without significant planning. Do you wish to continue, or would you prefer some more time to think through whether you’re suitably prepared?", his fingers intertwining beneath his chin in a way that feels mocking, as if he’s goading you into it. "Yes, I’m sure I want to play against you", you <<if $submission <= 0>>tersely in a grumpy tone<<elseif $submission < 25>>curtly<<else>>submissively<</if>> respond, already committed to playing him, thoughts of how you’re going to play already running through your mind. Putting his hands up for the briefest amount of time, the action appearing more condescending than an attempt at peace-making, the Chess Man comments, "<<if $chessManWins == 0 && $chessManLosses == 0>>As you’ve yet to challenge me on the board, I am curious to see how skilled you could be. Perhaps your confidence will prove not to be ill placed, may only time tell on that account<<elseif $chessManLosses > $chessManWins>>Your standing win record is not something to be celebrated, though I suppose we all work with what we have. I wonder if your humiliating defeat at my hands has thus far spurred you on to improve yourself? Then again, maybe you are just a glutton for punishment<<else>>It is true that thus far you have played well, there is no doubt in that. Perhaps it is time for me to actually place some effort into our competitions. Then again, reeling you in with a few easy wins could most assuredly be all part of my plan<</if>>. Regardless, a challenge has been set, and I am not one to run away from a duel". "As I have previously explained, though will do so again for the sake of fairness, the game we play holds a forfeit system upon your play. You do after all need some form of stake for your side of the bet. The more the timer runs down, the more significant the chance of transformations being thrust upon you, not to mention the transformations being more sizeable in nature. On my part I will not attempt to stall the game, and more importantly the monitoring system will not include my turns in its randomized decisions to inflict forfeits upon you. Success will be rewarded, failure may be minorly compensated if I’m feeling generous. Standard international chess tournament rules apply, if you don’t yet know them then you’re at fault for not being prepared. Now shall we commence? I’ll even let you go first", he explains, the shadow-y and indescribable nature of his visage adding a hint of menace to everything he says. Answering him with an affirmative, "Yes, let’s begin", despite half wondering if his last question might have been rhetorical, you begin your game. Quickly deciding you need to put together a game plan, you wrack your mind for chess strategies. <<if $chessTrait>>Thankfully at least a few thoughts come to mind, your time spent studying standard manoeuvres, counters, and playstyles seemingly paying off to your relief<<else>>Sadly outside of a few casual games with friends growing up, many of them back when you were in early schooling, you’ve barely played the game. In fact, you’d go so far as to say that you barely know how the game functions at all in truth<</if>>. Settling your mind, knowing that you don’t have time to sit around running down the clock, you begin trying to figure out what to do. You could play cautiously, taking your time on each play to properly think them through, though this would be time consuming and dangerous given the constraints of the game. Conversely, you could instead play decisively, working off of intuition and planning your actions during your opponents turn. This would be riskier, as he could play a surprise move, or you could be too hasty in your judgements, however, equally you would be wasting far less time in the process. Do you: [[Play cautiously|Admin Hub Chess Man Chess Main][$holderInt = 1]] [[Play decisively|Admin Hub Chess Man Chess Main][$holderInt = 2]]<<if $submission >= 0>> [[Play to lose|Admin Hub Chess Man Chess Main][if($submission<=95){$submission += 5;}else{$submission = 100;}; $holderInt = 3]]<</if>>

<<if $holderInt == 1>><<set _randomOutcome = random(1,100)>><<if $chessTrait>><<if _randomOutcome <= 15>><<set $random = 1>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 40>><<set $random = 2>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 70>><<set $random = 3>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 75>><<set $random = 4>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 85>><<set $random = 5>><<else>><<set $random = 6>><</if>><<else>><<if _randomOutcome <= 10>><<set $random = 1>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 30>><<set $random = 2>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 60>><<set $random = 3>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 65>><<set $random = 4>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 80>><<set $random = 5>><<else>><<set $random = 6>><</if>><</if>><<elseif $holderInt == 2>><<set _randomOutcome = random(1,100)>><<if $chessTrait>><<if _randomOutcome <= 45>><<set $random = 1>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 60>><<set $random = 2>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 65>><<set $random = 3>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 80>><<set $random = 4>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 95>><<set $random = 5>><<else>><<set $random = 6>><</if>><<else>><<if _randomOutcome <= 25>><<set $random = 1>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 35>><<set $random = 2>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 40>><<set $random = 3>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 75>><<set $random = 4>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 90>><<set $random = 5>><<else>><<set $random = 6>><</if>><</if>><<elseif $holderInt == 3>><<set _randomOutcome = random(1,100)>><<if $chessTrait>><<if _randomOutcome <= 5>><<set $random = 1>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 10>><<set $random = 2>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 25>><<set $random = 3>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 40>><<set $random = 4>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 70>><<set $random = 5>><<else>><<set $random = 6>><</if>><<else>><<if _randomOutcome <= 5>><<set $random = 1>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 10>><<set $random = 2>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 20>><<set $random = 3>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 30>><<set $random = 4>><<elseif _randomOutcome <= 65>><<set $random = 5>><<else>><<set $random = 6>><</if>><</if>><</if>><<if $holderInt == 1>>Putting into play your plan strategy to take your time and think through your moves you slowly manage your pieces, cautiously working to make small gains whenever the opportunity arises. Whilst this playstyle is not as flashy and entertaining as creating traps and major offensives, it does give you ample time to judge the merit of your moves before you make them. Picking up stray pieces that your opponent has been making exploratory investigations into your defence with you are feeling relatively confident. However, at the same time you get the impression that you’ve let a lot of time pass you by in the process. "Interesting. Safe choices, maybe too safe given the circumstances. Are you just timid or working to a long-term strategy? Playing defensively can be effective, yet to win you need to go on the offense ultimately. A lesson for life I would say. Only time will tell, I suppose, whether you are biding you time or unable to make a push. Sometimes for a victory you have to make sacrifices, possibly a forfeit now could be worth the eventual prize, so I’m curious to see how this works out for you", your enigmatic opponent muses, seemingly quite enthralled by your choices. The tilt of his head mostly fixed on you over the game itself.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Throwing caution to the wind and playing decisively, you let intuition and momentum guide your game. You do lose pieces in the process, some of your actions easy for him to predict, but equally an unexpected benefit of this playstyle is that he too doesn’t have time to over-think his decisions giving you opportunities to counter his actions. Some could say you were being sloppy in your strategy, that might even be correct, but sometimes not playing the best possible move for the expedient one seems to throw his plans off-balance in equal measure. Best yet, you have the distinct impression that you’re not letting much time pass on your rounds, lessoning the threat of forfeits. "Hmm, curious. Many rushed moves, but are they deliberate? Is this your strategy to not trigger the forfeit? An offensive approach given the circumstances is intelligent, minimizing risk. Sometimes victory is achieved through multiple small triumphs whilst avoiding attrition, that would be an effective long-term plan. Equally, relying too heavily upon instinctive action can cause the player to overlook the real intentions of the game they are playing. Either way, I am curious to see how this works out for you", your enigmatic opponent muses, seemingly quite enthralled by your choices. The tilt of his head mostly fixed on you over the game itself.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>A certain part of you craving the embarrassment and forfeiture of losing, you begin playing with the intention to lose. Trying your best to make poor moves, stalling out the timer to give your opponent more time to think whilst also increasing your chances of the punishment system kicking in. Surprisingly making yourself lose is not as easy as you might suspect, even the worst of moves able to throw off your opponent sometimes due to how surprising they are, putting you accidentally in a better position. "Possibly. But really? Are you actively attempting to throw the game? That would be curious, I have not outlined any positives from doing so. Rolling over and letting your opponent win isn’t often an intelligent choice of strategy. Do you think I’ll look more kindly upon you if you lose? Or, is there some perverse thrill in it for you, such that it feels the better choice? It is possible that I have interest in acquiring a glutton for punishment, people rarely display their true intentions on their sleeves, but to gamble on such a guess is either the height of foolishness or a spark of intuitiveness. As of now I can’t tell, but I do admit that I’m curious to see how this works out for you", your enigmatic opponent muses, seemingly quite enthralled by your choices. The tilt of his head mostly fixed on you over the game itself.<</if>> … <<if $random == 1>>As the game continues you feel like you’re in a good position. Whether by luck or by skill on your part everything has been going wonderfully, a large collection of your enigmatic opponents’ pieces displayed down the side of the board. Not to say that it has been easy for you to get this far, your opponent obviously skilled at chess strategy, but you’ve been on your top form this game. Even better than that though, you’ve been extremely quick with your piece placement, likely keeping you safe from the forfeit system. Assessing the board, you get the impression that you’re very close to a complete victory.<<elseif $random == 2>>Going forward the game continues in such a way that you feel like you’re doing well. It’s not completely smooth sailing, but you’re taking down more of your opponent’s pieces than he’s claiming from you, and you don’t feel like you’re being cornered into a trap. It’s not an easy game, nor a quick one, but given the circumstances you couldn’t expect an outcome much better.<<elseif $random == 3>>After some time has passed, you’re feeling frustrated to say the least about how the game is going. Whilst you feel like you’re holding your own, the competition has been so evenly matched that it has drawn out immensely. It seems like you might have the upper hand just slightly, your pieces feeling in better positions and having claimed more pieces than your opponent has. However, the looming threat of a forfeit hanging over your head you conclude you’re unlikely to get out of this without it triggering, the game having run on for way too long now.<<elseif $random == 4>>Blinking with disbelief, you can barely conceive of how your mysterious opponent has managed to take such a decisive lead. In but a few moves he’s already taken out a great number of your pieces, putting you immediately on the defence as you try to fend him off. His skill is evident, manoeuvring around you with the ease of a champion. The only positive you can take from this is that at least you’re losing quickly, the likelihood of one of the forfeits triggering extremely low.<<elseif $random == 5>>Surveying the progress of the game you get the distinct impression that you’re losing. Your opponent has managed to skilfully manoeuvre around you, putting you on the back foot as he presses his advantage. You’ve manged some success at pushing him back, but the trades have been costly on your part, feeling as if they are only delaying the inevitable. More annoyingly, you feel as if by keeping yourself in the game you’re only increasing your chances of the forfeit triggering.<<elseif $random == 6>>Looking down at the current state of the board, you can’t help but feel like things couldn’t be going worse. It’s not that you’re just losing, no, it’s that you’re losing incredibly slowly. Normally that wouldn’t be bad, in fact it’d show that you’re defending against your opponents strategy at least a bit, but given the forfeit system in play you feel like you’re unlikely to get away without something happening to you from it. You still might be able to turn it around, but whatever happens it’s not going to be a quick conclusion.<</if>><<if $random == 2 || $random == 5>> All of a sudden, your train of thought it broken as a voice emanates from the enigmatic Chess Man’s ever present leather book, "FORFEIT ACHIEVED … CHOSING RANDOM LESSER FORFEIT …". <<set _randomPunishment = []>><<set _randomPunishment = _randomPunishment.concatUnique("Hair Colour")>><<if !$femMascFocus != 2 && $femininity < 100>><<set _randomPunishment = _randomPunishment.concatUnique("Femininity Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $femininity > -100>><<set _randomPunishment = _randomPunishment.concatUnique("Masculinity Increase")>><</if>><<if $breastSize < 31 && $femMascFocus != 2>><<set _randomPunishment = _randomPunishment.concatUnique("Breast Increase")>><</if>><<if $breastSize > 0 && $femMascFocus != 0>><<set _randomPunishment = _randomPunishment.concatUnique("Breast Decrease")>><</if>><<if $assSize < 5 && $femMascFocus != 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<<set $chessManWins += 1>><<set $ggp += 500>><<if $holderInt == 1>>Finally putting the last piece into place, you announce <<if $submission >= 25>>with some level of shock<<else>>confidently<</if>>, "Check mate". Running the last few moves through your mind it’s kind of surprising just how smoothly the game went, each play on your part rapidly placing you in a better position until finally you could press your advantage and claim a win. Taking a few seconds to assess the board, the inscrutable Chess Man nods briefly, tipping over his king. "A marvellous triumph on your part, I am pleasingly astonished. To think that you could push me to conceding so quickly, that is a feat that I feel is deserving of a reward. Whether that was luck on your part, or consummate skill I can’t fully say, but nonetheless I am happy to see it. Though, given your victory I might have to put more effort into my plays in the future".<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Finally putting the last piece into place, you announce <<if $submission >= 25>>with some level of shock<<else>>confidently<</if>>, "Check mate". You couldn’t consider the game completely smooth going, especially having triggered one of the forfeits in the process, however, as things go you can’t help but be please with achieving a victory. It was a hard-won game for certain, your plays regularly countered by your obviously skilled opponent, but you did push your way to a win in the end. Taking a few seconds to assess the board, the inscrutable Chess Man nods briefly, tipping over his king. "Excellent move, I’m somewhat pleasantly surprised. You did ultimately fall into a forfeit along the way, though if we are completely honest that should not be unsuspected. An outcome I am pleased to see, whether the result of luck or consummate skill I can’t fully say, but triumphs should be suitably rewarded in my mind".<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Finally putting the last piece into place, you announce <<if $submission >= 25>>with some level of shock<<else>>confidently<</if>>, "Check mate". Frustrating as the game was, it was a good one. Going long into the timer, enough so to land you a large forfeit, you each slowly and methodically traded pieces until you could finally stumble over the finish line to claim a victory. Mentally you feel thrilled and exhausted, your opponent obviously skilled in his ability to draw things out for so long. Taking a few seconds to assess the board, the inscrutable Chess Man nods briefly, tipping over his king. "Congratulations. Maybe your victory is somewhat … pyrrhic? Sometimes as failure without loss might be preferable, yet I’m still pleased to see you eke out a win. Your willingness to keep going is admirable, and such tenacity should assuredly be rewarded, at least when it ultimately leads to a triumph".<</if>> Modestly responding, "It was a tough game", your opponent holds up his hand to stop you. "Now, now, no need for that. There’s nothing wrong with pleasantries, but a victory is a victory, nonetheless. You’ve earned this success, revel in the feeling and let it press you on to further achievements. As I explained previously, you will be suitably compensated for your triumph, 500 G.G.P directly transferred to your account. I look forward to when you’ll offer me the opportunity for a rematch", he responds matter-of-factly, clearly pleased with the outcome of your competition. The game now come to an end, the mysterious Chess Man resets the pieces, leaving you sitting across from him [[figuring out what to do next|Admin Hub Spend Time With Chess Man]].

<<set $chessManLosses += 1>><<if $holderInt == 4>>"Check mate", the Chess Man announces, placing the final piece to secure his victory. Surveying the board, it indeed does seem that he’s correct, a hefty collection of your pieces serving as his trophies lined up down the side. The game really didn’t end up going your way, the match decisively played against you. Whilst it’s annoying that you’ve lost, you at least breathe a sigh of relief that you managed to avoid a forfeit in the process, your enigmatic opponent beating you before it kicked in. Seeing no way to contend his statement, you agree, "Yeah, looks like you won", tipping over your king. Looking down at the board appraisingly, your opponent responds after a moment, "Unfortunate. A loss is rarely a positive matter, though failing without any foreseeable negative outcome is not to be overlooked. Learn from your failures, minimize your losses, discover whatever it takes to claim victory from your opponent and exploit it".<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>"Check mate", the Chess Man announces, placing the final piece to secure his victory. Checking to see he is right; it does indeed seem to be the case. Overall, you managed to hold out okay, but your match was an almost foregone conclusion as soon as he put you on the backfoot, your defensive position slowly attrition-ing into your loss. One the one side you feel like you at least put up a good fight, though equally losing after taking a forfeit frustrates you at the same time. Seeing no way to contend his statement, you agree, "Yeah, looks like you won", tipping over your king. Looking down at the board appraisingly, your opponent responds after a moment, "Regrettable. You lost, though you did make a few decent plays. Sometimes success takes sacrifice, though it’s important not to take on unnecessary detriments if they can be avoided. Maybe your transformation will serve as a stark lesson. Learn from your failures, minimize your losses, discover whatever it takes to claim victory from your opponent and exploit it".<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>"Check mate", the Chess Man announces, placing the final piece to secure his victory. Examining the board, partly in disbelief, it indeed does seem that he’s correct. The game was so closely matched that you didn’t consider that you could lose at this point, your concentration overriding such concerns. Trading pieces, both having to make defensive countermovement’s, a slow meticulous confrontation that led you to suffering a severe forfeit in the process. It was a good match, though frustrating to say the least to have come so far only to have lost. Seeing no way to contend his statement, you agree, "Yeah, looks like you won", tipping over your king. Looking down at the board appraisingly, your opponent responds after a moment, "Close. For what it’s worth, I suspected you had it there at least twice. Such effort should be commended, though we ultimately should not praise choices that lead to defeat. In a sense you overcommitted, the real game being to claim victory without incurring such heavy losses. Despite that, I do think I enjoyed this game. Learn from your failures, minimize your losses, discover whatever it takes to claim victory from your opponent and exploit it".<</if>> Sighing you say back, "You played well", your opponent holding up his hand to stop you in return. "Flattery is a viable strategy to winning over most, but not the lesson we are exploring here today. There is nothing wrong with pleasantries, but do not make excuses for your loss. You have failed here today, let it sink in then move past it, use it to strengthen your resolve and hone your skill. There is no reward for losing, as I do not wish to reinforce such behaviour. I look forward to when you’ll offer me the opportunity for a rematch", he responds matter-of-factly, whether he’s happy or unhappy with the outcome of your competition hard to tell. The game now come to an end, the mysterious Chess Man resets the pieces, leaving you sitting across from him [[figuring out what to do next|Admin Hub Spend Time With Chess Man]].

For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … HAIR COLOUR CHANGE PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread across your scalp, you glance around to try to see what is happening, finally spotting a reflective wall panel that you can see yourself in. With shock, you note that your normally $hairColour hair, is now tinged with flecks of a shining <<set _randomHair = []>><<if $hairColour != "brown">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("brown")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "blonde">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("blonde")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "red">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("red")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "green">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("green")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "blue">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("blue")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "orange">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("orange")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "pink">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("pink")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "purple">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("purple")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "white">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("white")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "rainbow-coloured">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("rainbow-coloured")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "platinum blonde">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("platinum blonde")>><</if>><<set _selectedHair = _randomHair.random()>><<if _selectedHair == "brown">><<set $hairColour = "brown">>brown<<elseif _selectedHair == "blonde">><<set $hairColour = "blonde">>blonde<<elseif _selectedHair == "red">><<set $hairColour = "red">>red<<elseif _selectedHair == "green">><<set $hairColour = "green">>green<<elseif _selectedHair == "blue">><<set $hairColour = "blue">>blue<<elseif _selectedHair == "orange">><<set $hairColour = "orange">>orange<<elseif _selectedHair == "pink">><<set $hairColour = "pink">>pink<<elseif _selectedHair == "purple">><<set $hairColour = "purple">>purple<<elseif _selectedHair == "white">><<set $hairColour = "white">>glow-in-the-dark white<<elseif _selectedHair == "rainbow-coloured">><<set $hairColour = "rainbow-coloured">>multitude of colours<<elseif _selectedHair == "platinum blonde">><<set $hairColour = "platinum blonde">>platinum blonde<</if>>. Turning your head this way and that, trying to see all around it, you watch on as your reflections hair steadily becomes more $hairColour until finally it has completely changed. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why change my hair colour?", unsure what the purpose of giving you a different hair colour could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. Hair colour changing seems relatively minor to me. This forfeit was likely a result of the system deciding that you might benefit from a small change of pace or style".

<<if $femininity <= 95>><<set $femininity += 5>><<else>><<set $femininity = 100>><</if>>For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … FEMININITY BOOSTING PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread across your entire form, you glance around to try to see what is happening, finally spotting a reflective wall panel that you can see yourself in. With a flood of surprise, you note that you’re starting to look more effeminate. Whilst the changes are certainly not severe, you do recognise in your reflection some small alterations, mainly with your features becoming slightly more delicate. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why change me to be more feminine?", unsure what the purpose of increasing your femininity could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. The femininity booster is nothing other than the effect of minor cosmetic surgery or a particularly effective spa visit. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering you to be better suited in a more feminine role".

<<if $femininity >= -95>><<set $femininity -= 5>><<else>><<set $femininity = -100>><</if>>For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … MASCULINITY BOOSTING PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread across your entire form, you glance around to try to see what is happening, finally spotting a reflective wall panel that you can see yourself in. With a flood of surprise, you note that you’re starting to look more manly. Whilst the changes are certainly not severe, you do recognise in your reflection some small alterations, mainly with your features becoming slightly less delicate and more prominent. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why change me to be more masculine?", unsure what the purpose of increasing your masculinity could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. The masculinity booster is nothing other than the effect of minor cosmetic surgery or a good routine of supplements would offer. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering you to be better suited in a more masculine role".

For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … BREAST AUGMENTATION PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread across your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breasts<</if>>, you glance down to see what is happening. With a flood of surprise, before your very eyes you watch on as <<if $breastSize == 0>>out of your chest two small mounds begin pressing out<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> breasts begin to expand outward<</if>>. After a moment of the strangely pleasurable sensation of your boobs further growing, the odd heat having a sensuous tingle to it, the whole thing finally comes to a stop. Taking stock of your new situation, you’d say you now sport <<if $breastSize <= 29>><<set $breastSize += 2>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 31>><</if>><<checkBreast>> sized tits. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why give me big breast?", unsure what the purpose of a breast augmentation could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. Many believe breasts to be a highly desirable secondary sexual characteristic. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might enjoy your new breasts more than your previous state".

For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … BREAST REDUCTION PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread across your breasts, you glance down to see what is happening. With a flood of surprise, before your very eyes you watch on as your <<checkBreast>> breasts begin to deflate inwards. After a moment of the strangely pleasurable sensation of your boobs further shrinking, the odd heat having a sensuous tingle to it, the whole thing finally comes to a stop. Taking stock of your new situation, you’d say you now bear <<if $breastSize <= 2>><<set $breastSize = 0>>a completely flat chest<<else>><<set $breastSize -= 2>>a set of <<checkBreast>> sized tits<</if>>. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why shrink my breasts?", unsure what the purpose of a breast reduction could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. A large bosom can lead to a bad back and other health issues, and not everyone thinks bigger is better. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might enjoy <<if $breastSize == 0>>no breasts<<else>>smaller breasts<</if>> more than your previous state".

For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … ASS AUGMENTATION PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread across your rear, you pull your bottom off of the seat, twisting to glance down and see what is happening. Stunned, before your very eyes you watch on as your <<checkAss>> ass begin to expand outwards. After a moment of the strangely pleasurable sensation of your butt growing, the odd heat having a sensuous tingle to it, the whole thing finally comes to a stop. Taking stock of your new situation, you’d say your butt had now grown to approximately a <<set $assSize += 1>><<checkAss>> size. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make my butt bigger?", unsure what the purpose of an ass augmentation could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. Many consider a large rear quite attractive. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might enjoy your bottom to be larger, rather than its previously smaller state".

For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … ASS REDUCTION PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread across your rear, you pull your bottom off of the seat, twisting to glance down and see what is happening. Stunned, before your very eyes you watch on as your <<checkAss>> ass begin to deflate inwards. After a moment of the strangely pleasurable sensation of your butt shrinking, the odd heat having a sensuous tingle to it, the whole thing finally comes to a stop. Taking stock of your new situation, you’d say your butt had now shrunk to approximately a <<set $assSize -= 1>><<checkAss>> size. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make my butt smaller?", unsure what the purpose of an ass reduction could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. Many consider a petite rear to be more attractive or believe that a large bum is overly feminine. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might enjoy your bottom to be smaller, rather than its previously larger state".

For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … LIP REDUCTION PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread across your face, you frantically glance about, finally noticing a nearby reflective surface that allows you to see what is happening. Bewildered, before your very eyes you watch on as your <<checkLips>> lips deflate like a balloon with a puncture, suddenly becoming smaller. After a moment of the strangely pleasurable sensation of your lips deflating, the odd heat having a sensuous tingle to it, the whole thing finally comes to a stop. Taking stock of your new situation, you’d say your lips had now shrunk to approximately a <<set $lipSize -= 1>><<checkLips>> size. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make my lips smaller?", unsure what the purpose of a lip reduction could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. Smaller lips are sometimes considered daintier, though some consider large lips to be overly feminine too. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might find yourself more attractive if you had less expansive lips".

<<set _randomTransform = []>><<if $tail != 1 && $ears != 1>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Cat")>><</if>><<if $tail != 2 && $ears != 2>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Dog")>><</if>><<if $tail != 3 && $ears != 3>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Bunny")>><</if>><<if $tail != 4 && $ears != 5>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Cow")>><</if>><<if $tail != 5 && $ears != 6>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Fox")>><</if>><<set _selectedTransform = _randomTransform.random()>><<if _selectedTransform == "Cat">><<set $tail = 1>><<set $ears = 1>><<elseif _selectedTransform == "Dog">><<set $tail = 2>><<set $ears = 2>><<elseif _selectedTransform == "Bunny">><<set $tail = 3>><<set $ears = 3>><<elseif _selectedTransform == "Cow">><<set $tail = 4>><<set $ears = 5>><<elseif _selectedTransform == "Fox">><<set $tail = 5>><<set $ears = 6>><</if>>For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … ANIMAL TRAIT ADDITION PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread through your head and rear, you’re left feeling tingly and confused, in turn asking, "What was that supposed to do?". Despite not knowing what’s changed, you’re pretty sure something is happening, the heat not dissipating but instead building up into something different. In a way it feels good, a strange tinge of pleasure to it, however, the uncertainty of the situation takes away from any relaxation the pleasurable sensation could be giving you. Only vaguely lifting his head, his fedora angling up slightly in the process, he dismissively answers you, "Give it a moment, you’ll figure it out", before turning his attention back to the game. All of a sudden a minor tinge of pain strikes your bottom, as if you’re sitting on it wrong. Half getting out of your seat to check, with some degree of shock you notice that you’re now sporting a <<if $ears == 1>>fluffy cat tail<<elseif $ears == 2>>furry dog tail<<elseif $ears == 3>>fluffy cotton-ball bunny tail<<elseif $ears == 5>>puffball ended cow tail<<elseif $ears == 6>>thickly furred fox tail<</if>> as you look back to see the cause of the discomfort. Running your across your head, wanting to see what the issue was there too, you feel out a pair of <<if $ears == 1>>triangular furred cat ears<<elseif $ears == 2>>flappy furred dog ears<<elseif $ears == 3>>tall furry bunny ears<<elseif $ears == 5>>slightly floppy furred cow<<elseif $ears == 6>>triangular fluffy fox ears<</if>>. Amusingly, due to just how sensitive your new additions seem to be, the sensation of your hands running across them feels amazingly good, such that you have to hold back a moan of pleasure. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make me look like a <<if $ears == 1>>cat<<elseif $ears == 2>>dog<<elseif $ears == 3>>bunny<<elseif $ears == 5>>cow<<elseif $ears == 6>>fox<</if>>?", unsure what the purpose of making have an animals tail and ears could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. People find animals adorable, and that adoration can easily be transferred to people with similar traits. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might be cuter if you had <<if $ears == 1>>cat<<elseif $ears == 2>>dog<<elseif $ears == 3>>bunny<<elseif $ears == 5>>cow<<elseif $ears == 6>>fox<</if>>-like appearance traits".

For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … FUR GROWTH PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread through your entire body, you’re left feeling tingly and confused, in turn asking, "What was that supposed to do?". Despite not knowing what’s changed, you’re pretty sure something is wrong, your body soon becoming itchy and uncomfortable. Weirdly though, you can’t actually see anything happening, your skin still <<checkSkin>> in form. Only vaguely lifting his head, his fedora angling up slightly in the process, he dismissively answers you, "Give it a moment, you’ll figure it out", before turning his attention back to the game. The heat and itching building further, you watch with some shock as <<if $skinType == 1>><<set $skinType = 2>>thick fur begins to sprout from spots where previously only light fur existed. Watching on, and having to resist scratching yourself, you soon see that basically all the short fur your previously sported has lengthened out into a thick dense shag of it instead<<else>><<set $skinType = 1>>patches of thin fur begin to appear across the surface of your body. Watching on, and having to resist scratching yourself, you soon see that basically your entire body is now covered in a thin coat of hair<</if>>. Unsure what to make of the situation, the itching finally comes to a stop, something to be thankful for at least. Taking stock of what has happened to you, you’d now describe yourself as covered in a <<checkSkin>> coating. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make me all hairy?", unsure what the purpose of making you be covered in fur could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. Being covered in fur should keep your warm all year around and some find fur to be deeply sexually attractive. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might find being covered in fur a preferable and more attractive skin state".

<<set $incontinenceTreatment = true>><<set $incontinenceCountDown = 2>><<pissSelf>>For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … INCONTINENCE INDUCTION PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread through your groin, leaving you feeling tingly and confused, you ask, "What was that supposed to do?". Despite not knowing what’s changed, you’re pretty sure something is wrong, a sudden intense pressure building up behind your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>>. It doesn’t hurt, but it does feel uncomfortable, causing you to squirm in your seat to find a position that relieves the pressure. Only vaguely lifting his head, his fedora angling up slightly in the process, he dismissively answers you, "Give it a moment, you’ll figure it out", before turning his attention back to the game. The heat still not yet dissipated; a strange scent passes across your senses. It has an oddly familiar, slightly ammonia or cleaning supplies, smell to it. Feeling a wet trickle down your leg, you glance downwards, making a shocking discovery. The reason the scent was so familiar is because it’s your own urine, a flow of it pooling on the chair, along your legs, and down onto the floor. Mortified at the realization that you’ve just pissed yourself in public, the heat also making more sense now, all you can do is wait uncomfortably as the river of piss finally ends. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make me piss myself?", unsure what the purpose of making you wet yourself could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. This is … some people find urination entertaining or sexually gratifying. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might find the embarrassment of wetting yourself sexually fulfilling. For reference, the involuntary urination system partitions your bladder, forcing you to wet yourself at random intervals. Drinking large quantities of liquid will hasten the process, whilst finding a toilet will mitigate it".

<<set $forcedLactation = true>><<set $lactating = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set _randomLact = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = ((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + _randomLact + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)>>For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … LACTATION INDUCTION PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread across your chest, you look down at your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>><<checkBreast>> breasts<</if>>. Despite a wonderfully pleasant sensation that tingles <<if $breastSize == 0>>across your chest<<else>>through your boobs<</if>>, you don’t notice any immediate change, provoking you to ask out loud, "What was that supposed to do?" Only vaguely lifting his head, his fedora angling up slightly in the process, he dismissively answers you, "Give it a moment, you’ll see", before turning his attention back to the game. Just about to press him for more information, you begin to feel a weird pressure building in your chest. Absentmindedly you move one of your hands, brushing your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breast<</if>> in the process and finding your hand oddly wet. Investigating further, you notice with some level of shock that your hand seems to be soaked with something white and sweet smelling, liquid rivulets running down your underarm and sides. It’s kind of uncomfortable to be so wet, but at the same time your <<if $breastSize == 0>><<checkNipple>> nipples feel great<<else>>breasts feel great<</if>> as the built up pressure expresses milk through them. Finally though, leaving you sitting in a puddle of your own lactation, it comes to a stop. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make me produce milk?", unsure what the purpose of a inducing lactation in you could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. Some find lactation an extremely enticing sexual fetish, with the produced fluid holding a high value. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might have a deep-seated attraction to lactation. For reference, given the nature of how your lactation has been induced anyone who can undo that will most assuredly charge you a premium. The facility levies a fine upon those that want to undo major inflicted changes of the type, as such you’d need to pay that off to undo it if you so wished".

<<if $altMediumBimboTrait>><<set $altMajorBimboTrait = true>><<elseif $altMinorBimboTrait>><<set $altMediumBimboTrait = true>><<else>><<set $altMinorBimboTrait = true>><</if>>For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … <<if $altMajorBimboTrait>>MAJOR<<elseif $altMediumBimboTrait>>MEDIUM<<else>>MINOR<</if>> BIMBO-IFICATION INDUCTION PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread across your head, leaving you feeling slightly woozy and drowsy, you ask, "Like, what was that supposed to do?". Despite not knowing what’s changed, you’re pretty sure something is kind of wrong, you mind unable to jump to exactly what. Weirder still, you have a strange boredom all of a sudden, pretty sure that you’d be having a much better time if you were doing something outgoing and fun than silly chess. Only vaguely lifting his head, his fedora angling up slightly in the process, he dismissively answers you, "Give it a moment, you’ll figure it out", before turning his attention back to the game. Pouting, you try to concentrate harder, wondering what it could be. For a moment you consider whether you should do something sexy to clear your mind, or maybe do some shopping, but something deep down within you makes you think those aren’t the right answer. Eventually though, something clicks in your mind, the haziness beginning to depart, you’re acting like a real ditz all of a sudden! Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make me a bimbo?", unsure what the purpose of making you an easily distracted hedonist could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. Some people are just too high-strung to let themselves have fun and need a push to let their hair down. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might benefit from giving you’re your wild side a bit more. For reference, the bimboification procedure isn’t always prevalent, it will mostly take effect when it considers you to be over stressed, so should generally have little impact on your day to day business. Due to <<if $altMajorBimboTrait>>it being the major bimboification procedure you might see it crop up more frequently and more impactfully when it does<<elseif $altMediumBimboTrait>>it being the medium bimboification procedure you should see it crop up every now and then in manage-able ways<<else>>it being the minor bimboification procedure you should see it crop up rarely and only in minor ways<</if>>".

<<if $mediumCumAddictionTrait>><<set $majorCumAddictionTrait = true>><<elseif $minorCumAddictionTrait>><<set $mediumCumAddictionTrait = true>><<else>><<set $minorCumAddictionTrait = true>><</if>>For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … <<if $majorCumAddictionTrait>>MAJOR<<elseif $mediumCumAddictionTrait>>MEDIUM<<else>>MINOR<</if>> CUM ADDICTION INDUCTION PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread through your stomach, leaving you feeling tingly and confused, you ask, "What was that supposed to do?". Despite not knowing what’s changed, you’re pretty sure something is wrong, a sudden hunger passing through you that you’re unsure of the source of or purpose for. Only vaguely lifting his head, his fedora angling up slightly in the process, he dismissively answers you, "Give it a moment, you’ll figure it out", before turning his attention back to the game. The gnawing hunger growing, you clutch your stomach, instinctually knowing that you need something to fill that void. Seemingly out of nowhere a scent passes your nose, something which you sniff at approvingly, practically salivating. It smells … musky … tasty. Realization hitting you that it’s <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>> you’re smelling, despite not seeing any nearby, you feel weird and unsure, the hunger thankfully abating as you come to your new understanding. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make me obsessed with cum?", unsure what the purpose of making you addicted to cum could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. Cum contains a large number of protein and other essential dietary elements, along with the acquisition method normally being beneficial to the community. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might benefit from a bit more cum in your diet. For reference, the cum addiction procedure isn’t always active, only initiating when you’ve avoided it for some time, so should generally have little impact on your day to day business. Due to <<if $altMajorCumAddictionTrait>>it being the major cum addiction procedure you might see it crop up more frequently and more impactfully when it does<<elseif $altMediumCumAddictionTrait>>it being the medium cum addiction procedure you should see it crop up every now and then in manage-able ways<<else>>it being the minor cum addiction procedure you should see it crop up rarely and only in minor ways<</if>>".

<<if $mediumSexAddictionTrait>><<set $majorSexAddictionTrait = true>><<elseif $minorSexAddictionTrait>><<set $mediumSexAddictionTrait = true>><<else>><<set $minorSexAddictionTrait = true>><</if>>For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … <<if $majorSexAddictionTrait>>MAJOR<<elseif $mediumSexAddictionTrait>>MEDIUM<<else>>MINOR<</if>> LIBIDO ENHANCEMENT PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread through your groin and then your entire body, leaving you feeling tingly and confused, you ask, "What was that supposed to do?". Despite not knowing what’s changed, you’re pretty sure something is wrong, a sudden intense arousal coursing through your <<if $penis && $vagina>>pussy and cock<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>>. Only vaguely lifting his head, his fedora angling up slightly in the process, he dismissively answers you, "Give it a moment, you’ll figure it out", before turning his attention back to the game. The scent of your need catching your nose, your desire now evident to all those around you, you begin to attain an instinctual knowledge that only an orgasm will calm you down. Deep down you know that you need a <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>woman<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>man<<else>>man or woman<</if>> to fuck you silly until you climax dramatically and spent to fulfil this burning hunger within you. As purely sexual thoughts flood your mind, your <<if $penis && $chastityLevel != 0>>cock expands within your $currentChastity, causing you a brief shocking pain which even in the face of that cannot abate your lust<<elseif $vagina && $chastityLevel != 0>>pussy moistens within your $currentChastity, frustrating you by keeping it locked away from your lusty hands<<elseif $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy both swell with lust, your hands roving downward automatically as they seek to abate your need<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock swelling with lust, your hands roving downward automatically as they seek to abate your need<<else>>pussy moistens with lust, your hands roving downward automatically as they seek to abate your lust<</if>>. Then the desire dissipates all of a sudden, leaving you feeling weird and unsure about what just came over you. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make me a complete nymphomaniac?", unsure what the purpose of giving you a hyperactive libido could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. Sex is pleasurable and a necessary component of functional adult life. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might benefit from an increase of sexual fulfilment in your life. For reference, the sex addiction procedure isn’t always active, only initiating when you’ve avoided it for some time, so should generally have little impact on your day to day business. Due to <<if $altMajorSexAddictionTrait>>it being the major sex addiction procedure you might see it crop up more frequently and more impactfully when it does<<elseif $altMediumSexAddictionTrait>>it being the medium sex addiction procedure you should see it crop up every now and then in manage-able ways<<else>>it being the minor sex addiction procedure you should see it crop up rarely and only in minor ways<</if>>".

For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … GENITAL SWITCH PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread through your groin region, you’re left with a strange tingly and sensation, in turn making you ask, "What was that supposed to do?". Despite not knowing what’s changed, you’re pretty sure something is happening, the heat not dissipating but not altering either. In a way it feels good, a strange tinge of pleasure to it, however, the uncertainty of the situation takes away from any relaxation the pleasurable sensation could be giving you. Only vaguely lifting his head, his fedora angling up slightly in the process, he dismissively answers you, "Give it a moment, you’ll figure it out", before turning his attention back to the game. All of a sudden an intense <<if $penis>>sucking sensation builds up behind your dick<<if $balls>> and balls<</if>><<else>>pushing sensation builds up within your pussy<</if>>, making you feel weird and uncomfortable<<if $chastityLevel != 0>>. Maybe even weirder than that, your $currentChastity suddenly springs open, unlatching itself from you <<if !$chastityBreastsLocked>><<set $chastityLockedBy = 0>><</if>><<set $chastityLocked = false>><<set $currentChastity = "None">><<set $chastityLevel = 0>><</if>>. In shock, you feel as your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock <<if $balls>>and <<checkBalls>> balls are<<else>>is<</if>> sucked up inside of you with a wet, "SQUELCH", leaving behind a petite puffy vagina in its wake<<set $penis = false>><<set $vagina = true>><<set $balls = false>><<else>><<set $penis = true>><<set $vagina = false>><<set $balls = true>><<set $ballSize = 2>><<set $penisSize = 2>>vagina is pushed out from within with a wet, "SQUELCH", leaving behind a <<checkPenis>> dick and <<checkBalls>> balls in its place<</if>>. Checking for yourself, it does indeed seem to be the case that you’re now sporting a fully functional <<if $vagina>>pussy<<else>>cock and set of balls<</if>>, the briefest brush against <<if $vagina>>it<<else>>them<</if>> requiring you to stifle back a moan. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why swap my <<if $penis>>vagina for a dick<<else>>dick for a vagina<</if>>?", unsure what the purpose of changing over your genitals could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. Most people have the fantasy to experience sex like the opposite gender does, albeit only for the understanding. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might benefit from a similar change of pace".

For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … GENITAL ADDITION PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread through your groin region, you’re left with a strange tingly and sensation, in turn making you ask, "What was that supposed to do?". Despite not knowing what’s changed, you’re pretty sure something is happening, the heat not dissipating but not altering either. In a way it feels good, a strange tinge of pleasure to it, however, the uncertainty of the situation takes away from any relaxation the pleasurable sensation could be giving you. Only vaguely lifting his head, his fedora angling up slightly in the process, he dismissively answers you, "Give it a moment, you’ll figure it out", before turning his attention back to the game. All of a sudden an intense <<if $penis>>sucking sensation builds up below your dick<<if $balls>> around the region where you balls are<</if>><<else>>pushing sensation builds up behind your clit<</if>>, making you feel weird and uncomfortable<<if $chastityLevel != 0 && $vagina>>. Maybe even weirder than that, your $currentChastity suddenly springs open, unlatching itself from you <<if !$chastityBreastsLocked>><<set $chastityLockedBy = 0>><</if>><<set $chastityLocked = false>><<set $currentChastity = "None">><<set $chastityLevel = 0>><</if>>. In shock, you feel the changes happen as your <<if $penis>><<if $balls>><<checkBalls>> balls are sucked back inside your body with a wet, "SQUELCH", leaving a moist split where the used to occupy, a puffy petite vagina<<set $balls = false>><<set $vagina = true>><<else>>the space below your cock begins splitting open with a wet, "SQUELCH", leaving a moist puffy pussy behind in the once unoccupied space<<set $vagina = true>><</if>><<else>>love button begins elongating with a wet, "SQUELCH", in the end leaving you with a new <<set $penis = true>><<set $penisSize = 2>><<checkPenis>> cock in its wake<</if>>. Checking for yourself, it does indeed seem to be the case that you’re now sporting a fully functional pussy and cock, the briefest brush against them requiring you to stifle back a moan. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make it so that I have both a penis and a vagina?", unsure what the purpose of making you a hermaphrodite could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. Hermaphrodites are biologically equipped to sexually satisfy most anyone, which is ultimately a quite efficient state. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might benefit from having both sets of genitals so that you’d more easily achieve sexual gratification".

For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … LIP AUGMENTATION PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread across your face, you frantically glance about, finally noticing a nearby reflective surface that allows you to see what is happening. Bewildered, before your very eyes you watch on as your <<checkLips>> lips begin to puff up as if they’d suffered an allergic reaction, suddenly becoming larger. After a moment of the strangely pleasurable sensation of your lips inflating, the odd heat having a sensuous tingle to it, the whole thing finally comes to a stop. Taking stock of your new situation, you’d say your lips had now bloomed to approximately a <<set $lipSize += 1>><<checkLips>> size. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make my lips bigger?", unsure what the purpose of a lip augmentation could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. Larger lips are said to give more cushioned and enjoyable oral sexual relief. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might find yourself more attractive if you had more expansive lips".

Deciding that you could benefit from getting a better understanding of the game, thinking of no better person to give you some advice, you ask the mysterious man in a suit, "It’s maybe a bit out of nowhere, but would you be willing to teach me how to play chess better?", your wait for a response extremely brief. Glancing up from his strange leather bound book, has face still covered in shadows, the enigmatic Chess Man answers, "Of course $firstName, I thought that was blatantly obvious", before going back to half ignoring you and instead reading his book. "That’s great, where should we get started?", you begin to say, only for him to hold up one hand as if to halt your train of thought, his gaze not lifting from where it rests. "I think you have been mistaken. My offer is to teach you; however, all things of value must be earned. What benefit is there to me to provide you with strategies to beat me. I might want an intelligent companion, but I’m not going to coddle you like some baby bird. If you want my help, then you will compensate me for my time. If that irks you so, then think of it as an investment in your future, whether that be as my companion or from the value you can extract out of me along the way", he explains, his tone tinged with boredom, as if this conversation is a chore for him to partake in. Sighing internally, knowing that you should ask for the full details, you follow up on matters by asking, "That seems reasonable, how much would you charge for a chess lesson?". Taking a moment to think, though still more engrossed in his book than in talking to you, the man finally responds, "For the time it would take to explain basic strategy and some of the lesser known rules of the game, I would charge you 500 G.G.P a lesson. If you were to ask, I’d say that you likely have the capability to excel if professionally trained but lack that key knowledge to thrive currently. Equally, my time is expensive, therefore, to acquire it so cheaply is a testament to my willingness to nurture that growth. My offer stands, and will not budge, take it, leave it, come back to it another day". Not seeing much else to follow up on with the topic outside of taking him up on the offer, you momentarily mull over what he’s suggested. Being trained by someone who knows what they’re doing could be useful, as could getting in the good graces of a person of such seeming importance as he has. At the same time, he’s charging you a decent amount of money to learn game tactics, tactics that you’ll be using against him too. It’s entirely possible that he could teach you poorly just so that you lose to him. Those thoughts in mind, you make your decision. Do you: <<if $ggp < 500 && !$chessTrait>>Ask for a chess lesson - 500 G.G.P - Cannot afford<<elseif $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit && !$chessTrait>>Ask for a chess lesson - 500 G.G.P - You’re too tired for a lesson currently<<elseif !$chessTrait>>[[Ask for a chess lesson|Admin Hub Chess Man Teach][$ggp -= 500, $actionAmountCurrent += 1]] - 500 G.G.P<</if>> [[Finish the conversation for now|Admin Hub Spend Time With Chess Man]]

Wanting to take him up on his offer to sell his services as a chess tutor in exchange for your points, you let the mysterious Chess Man know, "Okay, I’m happy enough to purchase a lesson from you. Are you free to teach me now?", watching as he stops perusing his leather book, putting it down before placing a hand atop of it. His attention now seemingly turned to you completely, though given that his face is shadowed you can’t in truth tell, he responds with a hint of curiosity, "I would say that I am not too busy currently. If you are willing to compensate my time, then of course I am willing to impart my knowledge of chess strategy to you. Does this mean you are capable of affording my services?", his last question largely rhetorical. Telling him, "Yes, I have the points", you notice that he briefly glances down at his closed tome before tilting his head back towards you. "The transaction should process without issue. Now where to begin with our lesson. I believe the most prudent course of action is for you to observe the board as I explain a few simple tactical decisions to you", the strange man in his pinstriped suit continues, gesturing towards the chess board as he begins setting up pieces. What happens next over the following twenty minutes or so is a somewhat confusing, yet still helpful, crash course on competition level chess strategy. Your tutor obviously knows what he’s talking about, explaining a variety of concepts with the kind of ease that only an expert can manage. He remains largely on topic, though does make a few cynical quips as he does, unable to help himself. In detail he explains the importance of sacrificing pieces in ‘trades’, pointing out how the aim is to force the opponent to lose high value pieces whilst you only lose low value ones, all the while maintaining control of the board. <<if visited() >= 3>><<set $chessTrait = true>>Eventually though, the lesson comes to an end, the Chess Man explaining, "That should cover most everything you should need to know on the topic. There are other things that you could learn about chess strategy, but generally I would consider them to be counterintuitive. Once you’ve learned a few basic strategies and the more obscure rules anything else is merely someone else telling you how they would play". A little confused, still thinking that there’s a lot he could teach you as your lessons in total took up barely more than an hour, you ask, "Are you sure there’s nothing else you could cover for me? I’d maybe be willing to pay still, it just doesn’t feel like I’ve learned too much". "You’ve adapted to the skill set admirably", he starts, his attention waning as he begins picking his book back up, "As I said, I want to see your strategy, not some rote learned strategy of a chess champion. Now that I’ve given you the building blocks of the games strategy it is up to you to fill in the gaps for yourself. Learn, plan, take calculated risks, my interest is in finding someone capable, intellectual, and capable of being operating independently. As of now I’d say you have succeeded in learning what you need to help tip the scales, therefore there’s no value to me in training you further on the topic, for now at least".<<else>>After a while though, the lesson comes to an end, the Chess Man explaining, "That will suffice for now. It seems like you’re grasping the rules and concepts well, that is an adequate amount of progress in my mind. I would say it will not be too many more lessons before you have learned everything necessary to compete at a higher level of competitive chess. See that you continue your efforts if you wish to acquire my favour", his attention waning as he beings picking his book back up.<</if>> Feeling more knowledgeable on the topic of chess than you did before and seeing nothing else to say on the matter for now, you feel as if the conversation on this matter has come to an end. Sitting across from the mysterious figure, you [[try to figure out what to do next|Admin Hub Spend Time With Chess Man]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Adult Bib">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer adult baby accessories. Deciding upon a Pink Adult Bib, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst bibs are certainly not part of the Lolita fashion style, one of the important parts of Lolita fashion is accessorizing. Sadly, this one is a little plain, but I still think it could add to either Lolita ensemble or an ABDL themed one. In a way it’s kind of like the small aprons featured with many Lolita dresses. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Green Adult Bib">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer adult baby accessories. Deciding upon a Green Adult Bib, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst bibs are certainly not part of the Lolita fashion style, one of the important parts of Lolita fashion is accessorizing. Sadly, this one is a little plain, but I still think it could add to either Lolita ensemble or an ABDL themed one. In a way it’s kind of like the small aprons featured with many Lolita dresses. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]].

With a nod, you ask the dairy supervisor, "Hey. Yeah, I’d like to undo my lactation treatment, if that’s okay?". With a half shrug, thinking for a moment, Henry replies, "Sure. Problem is the you’re down as having facility mandated lactation, makes this more trouble. Don’t particularly care for dealing with unwilling hucows, more trouble than it’s worth, still nothing I can do. They heft a huge fine on stemming the lactation of marked trainees", the red-headed man obviously seeing this as the end of the conversation. Pressing him further on the topic, you continue, "You said there’s a fine … how big of a fine are we talking?", hoping that he’ll be at least a little cooperative. "A rather excessive one", he responds conversationally, not seeming to get the hint behind what you’re really asking. Stating this plainly, you try again, Okay, but what if I wanted to pay it off? What sort of region would we be talking of in terms of points or would that not work?", recognition briefly crossing his somewhat dour countenance. Shrugging briefly, Henry responds matter-of-factly, "I’d say in the region of 5000 G.G.P given the conversation rate. If you’re willing to foot the bill, then we can do it whenever. It’s just a standard procedure minus the paperwork. You interested in getting it done then?". Shocked by the high price that the dairy manager has proffered to you, despite knowing that it’s not his fault, you contemplate whether it’s worth it. On the one side, managing your lactation can be a bother, the discomfort of being overly full not enjoyable. At the same time, you wonder whether lactating is such a big issue to contemplate paying such a hefty charge to remove it, your lactation not really causing you too many troubles. Thinking it over, you let Henry know your thoughts. Do you: <<if $lactating && $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>>Your’re currently unable to stop your lactation due to your chastity bra being in the way<<elseif $ggp < 5000>>Pay to stop your lactation - 5000 G.G.P – Cannot afford<<else>>[[Pay to stop your lactation|Industrial Dairy Stop Lactation][$ggp -= 5000]] - 5000 G.G.P<</if>> [[Drop the topic for now|Industrial Dairy]]

<<cumMouth>><<cumFull>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $submission<=97>><<set $submission += 3>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>>The gnawing hunger of your <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> addiction clouding your mind as you attempt to carry on with your journey, taking a brief moment to take a deep breath and try to get it under control. Finding a bench in a small atrium area, a bit of a thoroughfare between corridors, you seat yourself and attempt to ride out the cravings. <<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Barrel Accident")>><<if $sexualPreference != 1>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Male Mast")>><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 2>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Female Mast")>><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 2 && $sexualPreference != 1>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Female Cum Drip")>><</if>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Barrel Accident">>It’s just as you’re settling down that a rather grubby-looking brown-haired man in a jump-suit begins wheeling a trolly filled with thick metal barrels past you, the barrels marked as containing, <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>"FEM-CUM"<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>"CUM"<<else>>"CUM", and, "FEM-CUM"<</if>>, in big lock letters down the side of them. Your curiosity perked, but holding yourself back, what happens next is an incredible stroke of bad luck for all parties involved. Catching the front wheel of the trolly on a large square planter containing a collection of leafy ferns, you hear the crash before your eyes realize what is happening. With a loud, "THUNK!", the barrels scattering off of it wildly. The workman shouting out in shock, "Oh my … fuck!", the kegs of precious fluid impact upon the floor. In some respects, it’s lucky that many of the barrels remain intact, yet still, some of the containers have most certainly been smashed open, their viscous cargo flowing out upon the floor. Scents of <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>feminine slick<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>man-butter<<else>>man-butter and feminine slick<</if>> flooding your senses with a distinct sweaty and overtly sexual smell, you begin to salivate wildly. As you lose control, practically leaping towards the slowly growing pool of sex fluid, you hear the beleaguered worker complain, "What are you doing! That’s not yours, that’s owned by the facility … off … off!", though you pay no heed to his words.<<elseif _selectedScene == "Male Mast">>It’s just as you’re settling down that something weird happens. Indeed, out of nowhere a hulking muscular and completely naked man runs into the intersection, a large mischievous grin on his face. Grunting, "Yes, yes … oh my … fuck yes!", he begins grabbing his horse-sized cock fisting it with both hands frantically, entranced with his own pleasure, the public-nature of his exposure seemingly spurring him on further if anything. His strong masculine scent reaching your nose, you pull back, trying to recoil away from it. However, try as you might you soon realize that you’re drooling, eyes locked on his roiling first sized balls within their sack. It’s almost as if they’re calling out to you, a siren song of delicious man-butter just waiting to occupy your empty stomach. "Watch me cum!", the muscle-man shouts as he finishes dramatically, a huge torrent of cum exploding out the end of his club-like tool, the amount more in line with what you’d expect to come out of a fire hose than the human body. High fiving himself, cheering, "Fuck yeah! Wanking with an audience is the best kind of wank!", you come to the worrying conclusion that your eyes have been trained on the last droplets of cum splattering out the end of his cock onto the floor rather than the strange nudist. As you lose control, pouncing on his cum pool like a lion upon its prey, you hear in the background the hulking giant chuckle appreciatively, "Hell yeah! Drink down my love-gunk you slut!", hooting and applauding for you, clearly appreciative of your actions.<<elseif _selectedScene == "Female Mast">>However, just as you’re settling down something weird starts to happen. Emerging from almost out of nowhere, her speedy entrance into the intersection too quick for you to notice which way she entered, a slutty-looking dark-haired woman appears. Dressed in a micro-miniskirt and a tube top so tiny it’s basically just a band to hide her nipples, the strange woman shouts out, "Waz up bitches! Why don’t you give me a watch and a wank to start the day!", flipping up the front of her skirt and in the process giving you a view of her puffy and shaved cunt. As a droplet of her feminine slick drips down onto the floor, you get your first smell of her thick feminine scent across your nose. Pulling back, trying to recoil away from it, you watch on transfixed as she spreads her pussy lips with one hand, the other strumming her clit rapidly as if she was trying to play a guitar. However, try as you might to turn away you soon realize that you’re drooling, eyes locked on the slowly growing pool of sex fluid droplets beneath her. It’s almost as if it’s calling out to you, a siren song of wonderful girl-drip just waiting to occupy your empty stomach. "Here comes the flood works!", the raven haired slut screams out as she begins to practically convulse, a ridiculous flood of fem-cum spraying out of her like a water pistol, the woman fanning her clit the entire time and in the process spreading flow everywhere. Worse yet you can’t take your eyes off of the last drips of her lust splashing against the floor, licking your lips with hungry desire. As you lose control, pouncing on her fem-cum pool like a starving wolf, you hear her in the background cry out, "Holy shit! Lick up my lady-cream like a good kitten you dirty bitch!", cheering for you, clearly entertained by your actions.<<elseif _selectedScene == "Female Cum Drip">>Nevertheless, just as you’re settling down something weird starts to happen. Completely naked a cum splattered woman splashes into the intersection, flailing her arms and shaking her cum covered mane of long red hair. "This place is insane! What even was that!", tears in her eyes as she looks over her shoulder nervously, seemingly worried about something from the way she came. However, as a trail of cum begins to slowly string out of her cunt, you start to notice that her stomach looks strangely … bloated. Unable to really concentrate on what you should be though, you notice the thick masculine scent wafting off of her and across your senses, clouding away more relevant thoughts about the threat she’s panicking over. Pulling back, trying to recoil away from it, you watch on transfixed as with a wet, "SHLORP!", a small burst of cum shoots out of her bare pussy, calling out to you like a siren song as it begins to pool below her on the floor. "So gross, why would they even have machines that would do that to a woman", she laments to herself, the red-headed beauty suddenly holding her stomach in discomfort. That’s when the real flood happens, the previous gout of cum flowing out of her only the beginning as soon an immense jet of the combined cum and fem-cum sprays out of her vagina onto the floor. Embarrassment painted across her face, you do notice that her tummy no longer seems as bulging, as if she’s let out most of it. However, licking your lips your gaze becomes transfixed on the huge pool of sexual fluid she’s left behind, coaxing out of you an immense hungry desire. As you lose control, pouncing on her combined cum and fem-cum pool like someone lost in the desert without water, you hear her in the background shriek, "Ewww! No! Why! That’s gross, that’s stuff … and it’s been in me!", the woman once more entering a state of panic and fleeing.<</if>> Despite your almost animalistic claiming of the <<if _selectedScene == "Barrel Accident">><<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum puddle<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum puddle<<else>>puddle of cum and fem-cum<</if>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Male Mast">>cum puddle<<elseif _selectedScene == "Female Mast">>fem-cum puddle<<elseif _selectedScene == "Female Cum Drip">>puddle of cum and fem-cum<</if>> deep down you feel like something is wrong about this scenario. A clever thought coming to you, you stick out your tongue running it lazily through the sexual fluid like a gourmand through a treasured treat, understanding that you need to savour your treat rather than ravenous devouring it. At least for the moment. Salty and kind of thick, slippery even, you gasp contentedly, your hunger finally starting to minorly abate. Minorly. Now that you’ve started you can’t stop now, pursing your lips to begin slurping up the <<if _selectedScene == "Barrel Accident">><<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>mix of cum and fem-cum<</if>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Male Mast">>cum<<elseif _selectedScene == "Female Mast">>fem-cum<<elseif _selectedScene == "Female Cum Drip">>mix of cum and fem-cum<</if>>, humming contently as you do. In fact, so wrapped up in your meal are you that you briefly begin rolling around in it, getting it all over you in the process, the deep scent coating you like a comfortable sweater. It’s not until about half an hour later that your mind finally kicks back in, recognition of what you’ve just done striking you like a fist to the face. Not only did you eat <<if _selectedScene == "Barrel Accident">><<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>a mix of cum and fem-cum<</if>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Male Mast">>cum<<elseif _selectedScene == "Female Mast">>fem-cum<<elseif _selectedScene == "Female Cum Drip">>a mix of cum and fem-cum<</if>>, you licked it off of the floor … publicly … and enthusiastically. The heat of humiliation starting to build up in your face, you slowly get up, taking stock of just how much <<if _selectedScene == "Barrel Accident">><<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Male Mast">>cum<<elseif _selectedScene == "Female Mast">>fem-cum<<elseif _selectedScene == "Female Cum Drip">>cum and fem-cum<</if>> is dripping off of you. A small crowd of passers-by obviously having seen at least the tail end of your performance, you decide to quickly flee the scene, wanting to get away from the situation as soon as you can. A number of corridors later, you’re pretty sure you’ve successfully put yourself far enough away that no-one is likely to tie you to what just happened. Unless they took pictures or video of it that is, as you didn’t really pay much attention to what was going on as your gorged yourself on tasty cum. Doing your best to shake off of the embarrassment, your mind flicks back to your original plans, realizing that you’re likely so late at this point that it’s not worth turning up. Slightly dejected you instead decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Floor Lick")>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Floor Lick">><<include [[Cum Addiction Interrupt Floor Lick]]>><</if>>

<<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Public Mast")>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Public Mast">><<include [[Sex Addiction Interrupt Public Masturbation]]>><</if>>

<<sweat>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesMasturbated +=1>>Your hyperactive libido building up inside of you, your craving to cum becoming a burning need clouding your mind as you attempt to carry on with your journey. Taking a brief moment to steady yourself with a deep breath and try to get it under control, you find yourself a bench in a small atrium area. With only a bit of a thoroughfare between the various connecting corridors, you seat yourself and try your best to ignore your desire to cum. Sweat beginning to bead on your forehead as you use every mote of willpower you have; you close your eyes and think of other things. Anything but sex is what you want to concentrate on but wanting something is not the same as it being the case. Instead, images of nude bodies flash through your mind, <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>beautiful women jiggling their breasts about in their hands<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>hot men flexing their muscles entrancingly<<else>>sexy men and women posing lewdly becoming to you<</if>>. It’s obviously not working at calming you down, but equally, you get the impression that if you tried to stop, you’d only make things worse <<if $sexualPreference == 1>><<set $random == 1>><<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>><<set $random == 2>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,2)>><</if>><<if $random == 1>>"Are you okay?", a feminine voice asks you, breaking you from your sexy thoughts. Opening your eyes, before you stands an immensely hot woman, curves in all the right places and a smile that sets your heart a flutter.<<else>>"Are you okay", a manly voice asks you, breaking you from your sexy thoughts. Opening your eyes, before you stands an incredibly hunky guy, muscles in all the right places and obviously the kind of man who looks after himself, his attractive form sending your heart a flutter<</if>>. Knowing that you can’t go back now, the libidinous heat within you scrambling any rational thought, all you can do is nod and drool in a spaced-out manner, "Urgh", your hands wandering down your body. <<if $diaperLocked && $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing but unable to remove your locked $currentUnderwear soon leaves you relatively naked, and naked feels good right now<<elseif $diaperLocked>>Trying to remove your $currentUnderwear you’re unable to, feeling slightly worse for your inability to become more naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear soon leaves you naked, and naked feels good right now<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing soon leaves you naked, and naked feels good right now<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Removing your $currentUnderwear soon leaves you naked, and naked feels good right now<<else>>Thankfully you’re already naked, and naked feels especially good right now<</if>>. Sweating and horny beyond belief, your body knows it wants to do something, but with your mind basically on auto-pilot your unable to make a decision of exactly what, instead your hands roaming sensually as you wait for a sign about what to do. Shocked and confused, the good citizen who tried to help you gives you a look of derision like you’re some kind of pervert, exclaiming, <<if $random == 1>>"Disgusting keep it to yourself if you want to engage in this kind of behaviour!", the attractive woman soon racing away from you<<else>>"That’s pretty fucked up and I don’t want any part of it", the attractive man soon backing away from you and leaving<</if>>. However, it doesn’t matter, you’re so worked up that nothing matters other than pursuing your lustful needs and finally you’ve figured out what you need to do. <<set _randomScene = []>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Hump")>><<if $chastityLevel <= 2 && !$diaperLocked>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Anal")>><</if>><<if $vagina && !$diaperLocked && ($chastityLevel != 1 && $chastityLevel <= 2)>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Vaginal")>><</if>><<if $penis &&!$diaperLocked && ($chastityLevel != 2 && $chastityLevel != 4)>><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Penis")>><</if>><<if $breastSize > 0 && !$chastityBreasts && !$chastityBreastsLocked >><<set _randomScene = _randomScene.concatUnique("Breast")>><</if>><<set _selectedScene = _randomScene.random()>><<if _selectedScene == "Hump">>Twisting your neck one way and then the other, frantically trying to find something that’ll work for what you want to do, you spot the arm rests on the bench. Practically flinging yourself at the nearest one you quickly position yourself straddling it, your <<if $diaperLocked>>$currentUnderwear squishing against your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy within<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> rubbing everything pleasurably as you push against the metal bench<<elseif ($chastityLevel == 3 || $chastityLevel == 4) && $penis && $vagina && $chastityLocked>>$currentChastity coated cock and pussy rubbing against your $currentChastity roughly<<elseif $chastityLevel > 0 && $penis>>$currentChastity wrapped cock rubbing roughly against it<<if $vagina>> whilst your bare pussy presses more comfortably against the metal bench<</if>><<elseif $chastityLevel > 0 && $vagina>>$currentChastity clad pussy rubbing roughly against its confinement<<elseif $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy rubbing pleasurably against the metal bench<<elseif $penis>>cock rubbing pleasurably against the metal bench<<else>>pussy rubbing pleasurably against the metal bench<</if>>. That’s when you begin to hump against it with wild abandon. <<if $chastityLevel > 0>>It’s a bit uncomfortable, but in the state you currently are you don’t care, rutting madly against the wedge between your legs<<else>>It’s amazing, and even if it weren’t you’d still probably not care in your current state of arousal, madly rutting against the wedge between your legs<</if>>. A small part of you wonders if maybe doing this so publicly is the right thing to do, but you know for sure that you don’t care if it will relieve the aching passion built up within you. As such you mash your<<if $diaperLocked>> diaper-clad<<elseif $chastityLevel > 0>> chastity-clad<</if>> genitals against the arm of the bench as feverishly as you can manage, hoping to wring out every little piece of pleasure from the action. Humping away like a bunny in heat, the only saving grace of your actions being that given how pent up you are it isn’t taking long for something to feel like it’s boiling up within you. <<set $random = random(1,10)>><<if $diaperLocked>>Hopping up into the air to slam your cushioned $currentUnderwear back down onto the arm rest you shudder from the sensation. Jostled about within the padded confines your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> dick and cunt within<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick<<else>>cunt<</if>> throb and pulse, groans of excitement shamelessly flying out of your mouth. <<if $random <= 5>><<orgasm>>Then it finally happens<<if $chastityLevel > 0>>, even in spite of your $currentChastity<</if>>, within your diaper your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy simultaneously explode with bliss, flooding your $currentUnderwear with cum and fem-cum<<elseif $penis>>cock explodes with bliss, flooding your $currentUnderwear with cum<<else>>pussy explodes with bliss, flooding your $currentUnderwear with fem-cum<</if>><<else>>However, no matter how much you try you just can’t get enough sensation inside of your padded diaper<<if $chastityLevel >0>>, likely because you’re also enclose with your $currentChastity<</if>>. What was previously close to an orgasm building up slowly dissipates, causing you to cry out in disappointment as it does<</if>>.<<elseif ($chastityLevel == 3 || $chastityLevel == 4) && $penis && $vagina && $chastityLocked>>Hopping up into the air to slam your $currentChastity clad genitals back down onto the arm rest you shudder from the sensation. Jostled about as you rapidly rub against it, your <<checkPenis>> dick and cunt throb and pulse, groans of excitement shamelessly flying out of your mouth. <<if $random <= 3>><<orgasm>>Then it finally happens, right on the bench your cock and pussy simultaneously explode with bliss, flooding it with your cum and fem-cum<<else>>However, no matter how much you try you just can’t get enough sensation through your chastity wear. What was previously close to an orgasm building up slowly dissipates, causing you to cry out in disappointment as it does<</if>>.<<elseif $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked && $penis>>Hopping up into the air to slam your $currentChastity clad genitals back down onto the arm rest you shudder from the sensation. Jostled about as you rapidly rub against it, your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> dick and cunt<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick<<else>>cunt<</if>> throbbing and pulsing, groans of excitement shamelessly flying out of your mouth. <<if $random <= 3>><<orgasm>>Then it finally happens, right on the bench your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy simultaneously explode with bliss, flooding it with your cum and fem-cum<<elseif $penis>>cock explodes with bliss, flooding it with your cum<<else>>pussy explodes with bliss, flooding it with your fem-cum<</if>><<else>>However, no matter how much you try you just can’t get enough sensation through your chastity wear. What was previously close to an orgasm building up slowly dissipates, causing you to cry out in disappointment as it does<</if>>.<<elseif $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked && $vagina>> Hopping up into the air to slam your $currentChastity clad pussy back down onto the arm rest you shudder from the sensation. Jostled about as you rapidly rub against it, your cunt throbbing and pulsing, groans of excitement shamelessly flying out of your mouth. <<if $random <= 3>><<orgasm>>Then it finally happens, right on the bench your pussy explodes with bliss, flooding it with your fem-cum<<else>>However, no matter how much you try you just can’t get enough sensation through your chastity wear. What was previously close to an orgasm building up slowly dissipates, causing you to cry out in disappointment as it does<</if>>.<<elseif $penis && $vagina>><<orgasm>>Hopping up into the air to slam your genitals back down onto the arm rest you shudder from the sensation. Jostled about as you rapidly rub against it, your <<checkPenis>> dick and cunt throbbing and pulsing, groans of excitement shamelessly flying out of your mouth. Then it finally happens, right on the bench your cock and pussy simultaneously explode with bliss, flooding it with your cum and fem-cum.<<elseif $penis>><<orgasm>>Hopping up into the air to slam your cock back down onto the arm rest you shudder from the sensation. Jostled about as you rapidly rub against it, your <<checkPenis>> dick throbbing and pulsing, groans of excitement shamelessly flying out of your mouth. Then it finally happens, right on the bench your cock explodes with bliss, flooding it with your cum.<<else>><<orgasm>>Hopping up into the air to slam your pussy back down onto the arm rest you shudder from the sensation. Jostled about as you rapidly rub against it, your cunt throbbing and pulsing, groans of excitement shamelessly flying out of your mouth. Then it finally happens, right on the bench your pussy explodes with bliss, flooding it with your fem-cum.<</if>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Anal">><<orgasm>>Leaping up onto the bench on all fours, your shake your <<checkAss>> rear back and forth like an animal in heat, simultaneously sticking four fingers into your mouth deep. Purposely gagging on your hand, your fingers are soon nice and covered in saliva ready for what comes next. With no further preparation, too worked up to wait, you stick two fingers straight into your anus, squealing happily at the sudden stretching sensation. Pumping your fingers into your back hole with reckless abandon, the loud wet, "SQUISH, SQUISH, SQUISH", of you doing so filling the air. It does start to get a bit easier over time as you stretch yourself out further, though you do need to spit on your fingers a few more time for lube. Still, it seems to be working, your <<if $penis && $chastityLevel > 0>>cock painfully growing within your $currentChastity not enough to counteract the amazing pleasure you’re feeling from your butt hole<<elseif $vagina && $chastityLevel > 0>>pussy pulsing beneath your $currentChastity, your anal play seemingly a pleasurable loophole to your chastity<<elseif $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy both racing with the sympathetic pleasure coming from your butt hole<<elseif $penis>>cock racing with sympathetic pleasure coming from your butt hole<<else>>pussy racing with sympathetic pleasure coming from your butt hole<</if>>. Humping back into your hand like it were your lover, the only saving grace of your actions is that given how pent up you are it isn’t taking long for something to feel like it’s boiling up within you. Slamming your fingers into your ass hole to the hilt, practically fisting yourself at this point, you shudder from the pleasant ache lost in the haze of your lust. Face pressed sideways into the seat of the cold metal bench seat, you moan helplessly as the orgasm finally strikes you. Your <<if $penis && $vagina>>pussy and <<checkPenis>> cock both erupting simultaneously<<if $chastityLevel > 0>>, despite your $currentChastity painfully squeezing your dick in the process<</if>>, you coat the bench with a combination of your cum and fem-cum, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss.<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock erupting like a geyser<<if $chastityLevel > 0>>, despite your $currentChastity painfully squeezing your dick in the process<</if>>, you coat the bench with a torrent of your cum, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss.<<else>>pussy erupting like a geyser<<if $chastityLevel > 0>>, despite your $currentChastity partially blocking the spray<</if>>, you coat the bench with a flood your fem-cum, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss.<</if>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Vaginal">><<orgasm>>Leaping back on the bench and sticking your legs through the arm rests so you’re splayed wide, you give anyone looking a clear look at your feminine slit lewdly opening as you simultaneously begin to stick two fingers into your mouth and suck them. Purposely gagging on them a bit, your fingers are soon nice and covered in saliva ready for what comes next. With no further preparation, too worked up to wait, you ram two fingers straight into your cunt as deep as you can, trying to make a ‘come hither’ motion as you do and squealing happily at the shocking sensation of pleasure that accompanies it. Piston-ing your fingers into your needy-fuck-hole with reckless abandon, the loud wet, "SQUISH, SQUISH, SQUISH", of you doing so filling the air along with your lust-filled scent. It’s not long before you’re practically fisting yourself, the act of playing with your pussy getting you so worked up. Still, it seems to be doing the job, your <<if $penis && $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>cock painfully growing within your $currentChastity not enough to counteract the amazing pleasure you’re feeling from your cunt<<elseif $penis && $vagina>>cock hardening too from the pleasure your cunt is experiencing<<else>>cunt so wet that you’re beginning to sprinkle the seat with your slick<</if>>. Humping you hand like it were your lover, the only saving grace of your actions is that given how pent up you are it isn’t taking long for something to feel like it’s boiling up within you. Jamming your fingers into your aching pussy as far as they’ll go, you shudder from the pleasant ache lost in the haze of your arousal. Head lolling back against the cold metal bench seat with your tongue hanging loosely, a dopey look on your face, you moan helplessly as the orgasm finally strikes you. Your <<if $penis && $vagina>>pussy and <<checkPenis>> cock both erupting simultaneously<<if $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>, despite your $currentChastity painfully squeezing your dick in the process<</if>>, you coat the bench with a combination of your cum and fem-cum, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss.<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock erupting like a geyser<<if $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>, despite your $currentChastity painfully squeezing your dick in the process<</if>>, you coat the bench with a torrent of your cum, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss.<<else>>pussy erupting like a geyser<<if $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>, despite your $currentChastity partially blocking the spray<</if>>, you coat the bench with a flood your fem-cum, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss.<</if>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Penis">><<orgasm>>Standing up on the bench and keeping your legs spread apart, you give anyone looking a clear look at your lewdly displayed cock as you simultaneously begin to drool onto the palm of your hand. Making sure your fingers are soon nice and covered in saliva ready for what comes next, you begin moving your hand down with a grin. Taking a rough grasp of your already hard <<checkPenis>> tool, too worked up to wait, you begin to pump it frantically, groaning happily at the shocking sensation of pleasure that accompanies it. Sliding your hand up and down your dick with reckless abandon, the loud wet, "SQUISH, SQUISH, SQUISH", of your spit-lubed hand running across it filling the air along with your sweaty masculine scent. It’s not long before you’re fisting yours your cock even more roughly, the act of playing with your dick getting you so worked up. Still, it seems to be doing the job, your <<if $penis && $vagina>>pussy moistening too from the pleasure your cock is experiencing<<else>>cock so hard and ready that you begin to leave spots of pre-cum splattered around you<</if>>. Humping you hand like it were your lover, the only saving grace of your actions is that given how pent up you are it isn’t taking long for something to feel like it’s boiling up within you. Slamming your cock hard one last time, you shudder from the pleasant rush, lost in the haze of your arousal. Head lolling back against the wall behind you, your tongue hanging loosely, a dopey look on your face, you grunt energetically as the orgasm finally strikes you. Your <<if $penis && $vagina>>pussy and <<checkPenis>> cock both erupting simultaneously<<if $chastityLevel > 0>>, despite your $currentChastity partially blocking the spray<</if>>, you coat the bench below you with a combination of your cum and fem-cum, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss on top of it.<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock erupting like a geyser, you coat the bench below you with a torrent of your cum, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss on top of it. <</if>><<elseif _selectedScene == "Breast">> Resting back into the bench and spreading your legs wide and lewdly displaying your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> in the process, you bite your finger playfully letting a drop of saliva begin trailing downwards towards your chest. Watching with lusty glee as your spit begins slowly running down your <<checkBreast>> boobs, you can’t help but massage it into them, squealing happily at the shocking sensation of pleasure that accompanies the motion. Tweaking your <<checkNipple>> nipples with a deep moan of pained exhilaration, you play with your sensitive chest toppers, luxuriating in just how sensitive they are. Eventually though your mind springs to other things, most importantly your desire to feel the heft of your bosom in the palms of your hands. Giving the spit soaked globes a tentative squeeze, you’re unable to hold yourself back from really giving them a thorough working out, the loud wet, "SQUISH, SQUISH, SQUISH", of you doing so filling the air. Still, it seems to be doing the job, your <<if $diaperLocked>><<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> restrained beneath your $currentUnderwear yet still pulsing with pleasure from what your boobs are experiencing<<elseif $penis && $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>cock painfully growing within your $currentChastity not enough to counteract the amazing pleasure you’re feeling from your boobs<<elseif $vagina && $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>pussy growing moist below your $currentChastity a kind of loophole to your current situation<<elseif $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy pulsing contentedly from the pleasure your boobs are experiencing<<elseif $penis>>cock hardening contentedly from the pleasure your boobs are experiencing<<else>>pussy moistening from the pleasure your boobs are experiencing<</if>>. Mashing your breasts like they were some kind of stress toy, the only saving grace of your actions is that given how pent up you are it isn’t taking long for something to feel like it’s boiling up within you. <<set $random = random(1,10)>>Rubbing and coaxing pleasure from your tits as frantically as you can manage, it does feel like you’re getting somewhere, ever so close to orgasm, however whether you’ll manage to crest that ridge is still uncertain. Wanting to finally feel that long denied relief, you grab both of your nipples, pulling hard on them in one last jolt of pain and lust. <<if $diaperLocked>><<orgasm>>Thankfully it works. Letting out a shriek of passion, <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and pussy both erupting like a geyser<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock erupting like a geyser<<else>>pussy erupting like a geyser<</if>><<if $penis && $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>, despite your $currentChastity painfully squeezing your dick in the process<</if>>, you coat the padded inside of your $currentUnderwear with your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cum and fem-cum<<elseif $penis>>cum<<else>>vagina<</if>>, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss.<<elseif $penis && $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>><<if $random < 3>><<orgasm>>Thankfully it works. Letting out a shriek of passion, your <<checkPenis>> cock dribbling through your $currentChastity despite being painfully squeezed in the process<<if $vagina>> whilst your vagina merrily pulses unabated<</if>>, you coat the bench with a pool of your cum, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss.<<else>>Sadly it doesn’t work. The pain your <<checkPenis>> cock receives from being confined in your $currentChastity is just too much, causing you to howl out in discomfort<<if $vagina>>, the pleasure buzzing through your pussy doing nothing to help alleviate the discomfort<</if>>. In the end you merely collapse in a heat of exhaustion, a small pool of pre-cum puddled beneath you.<</if>><<elseif $vagina && $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>><<orgasm>>Thankfully it works. Letting out a shriek of passion, your pussy dribbling your nectar around your $currentChastity despite being blocked by it, you coat the bench with a pool of your fem-cum, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss.<<elseif $penis && $vagina>><<orgasm>>Thankfully it works. Letting out a shriek of passion, <<checkPenis>> cock and pussy both erupting like a geyser<<if $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>, despite your $currentChastity painfully squeezing your dick in the process<</if>>, you coat the bench with a torrent of your mixed cum and fem-cum, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss.<<elseif $penis>><<orgasm>>Thankfully it works. Letting out a shriek of passion, <<checkPenis>> cock erupting like a geyser<<if $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>, despite your $currentChastity painfully squeezing your dick in the process<</if>>, you coat the bench with a torrent of your cum, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss.<<else>><<orgasm>>Thankfully it works. Letting out a shriek of passion, pussy erupting like a geyser<<if $chastityLevel > 0 && $chastityLocked>>, despite your $currentChastity partially blocking the flow<</if>>, you coat the bench with a torrent of your fem-cum, collapsing into a heap of exhausted bliss.<</if>><</if>> Your brain coming back down to earth as the heat begins dissipating, you’re also suddenly struck by the nature of your current situation. Naked and in public you just masturbated, not caring who saw you doing so and with no motive beyond your own pleasure. It might not be your fault, but that doesn’t make you feel any less embarrassed, pretty sure that no one else around would know about the extenuating circumstances for your humiliating sexual behaviour. Seeing no other option, you quickly rise up, fleeing the scene as rapidly as you can. A number of corridors later, you’re pretty sure you’ve successfully put yourself far enough away that no-one is likely to tie you to what just happened. Unless they took pictures or video of it that is, as you didn’t really pay much attention to what was going on as your publicly tried to masturbate. Doing your best to shake off of the embarrassment, your mind flicks back to your original plans, realizing that you’re likely so late at this point that it’s not worth turning up. Slightly dejected you instead decide to <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<checkMonth>><<if lastVisited("Dorm Hub") is 1>>You leave your dormitory and enter the lift, traveling to the medical services plaza, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Fetish Hub") is 1>>You leave the fetish services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the medical services plaza, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Shopping Hub") is 1>>You leave the main shopping hub and enter the lift, traveling to the medical services plaza, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Recreational Hub") is 1>>You leave the recreational services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the medical services plaza, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Sexual Hub") is 1>>You leave the sexual services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the medical services plaza, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Industrial Hub") is 1>>You leave the industrial services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the medical services plaza, trying to decide where to go next.<<elseif lastVisited("Admin Hub") is 1>>You leave the administrative services hub and enter the lift, traveling to the medical services plaza, trying to decide where to go next.<<else>>You walk back into the main medical services plaza and try to decide where to go next.<</if>> <<set $random = random(1,100)>><<if $random<=5 && $random>=1>><<include [[Medical Hub Doctors Talking]]>><<elseif $random<=10 && $random>=6>><<include [[Medical Hub Experimentation Overhear]]>><<else>>You see nothing out of the ordinary as you walk around the exceptionally clean sparkling white medical services hub.<</if>><<if ($currentMonth == 6 || $seasonalEvents) && !visited("Medical Hub Seasonal Founders Day")>> Set up conspicuously in the middle of the plaza is some sort of makeshift walled structure panelled lazily with shiny silver wrapping paper. It looks kind of a mess, and maybe close to falling down, yet from where you stand you can hear energetic celebration and music barely muffled by the roughly cobbled together walls. Taking a slightly closer look, you note flashes of shimmering light poking out from holes in its side panels, an open lopsided arch letting people inside. With a little spare time on your hands, you consider that [[maybe you should go check it out|Medical Hub Seasonal Founders Day]]?<</if>> Do you: <a data-passage="Clinic">Go to the Clinic</a> <a data-passage="Experimentation Lab">Go to Alice’s Experimentation Lab</a> <a data-passage="The Inkspot">Go to The Inkspot - Piercing Parlour</a> <a data-passage="Spunkies">Go to Spunkies – Premium Man-Milk</a><<if $pregnancyPlay>> <a data-passage="Family Affair">Go to Family Affair - Family Planning Clinic</a><</if>><<if $pregnancyPlay>> <a data-passage="TRC Nursery">Go to the TRC Nursery</a><</if>><<if $metFoxRachel>> [[Try talking to Rachel the fox-girl scientist|Medical Hub Spend Time With Rachel]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>>Floor Selection: <a data-passage="Admin Hub">Administrative Floor</a> <a data-passage="Dorm Hub">Dormitory Floor</a> <a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Shopping Floor</a> <a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Recreational Floor</a> <a data-passage="Medical Hub">Medical Floor</a> <a data-passage="Sexual Hub">Sexual Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Fetish Hub">Fetish Services Floor</a> <a data-passage="Industrial Hub">Industrial Services Floor</a><<else>><div class='map' align="center"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/Menu9.png"/><a data-passage="Admin Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight8.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark8.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Dorm Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight7.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark7.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight6.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark6.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight5.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark5.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight4.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark4.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Sexual Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight3.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark3.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Fetish Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight2.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark2.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Industrial Hub"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuLight1.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/MenuDark1.png'"/></a></div><</if>>

As you pass through the shopping plaza you notice two doctors talking, one a short yet attractive Indian woman with her hair in a neat bun, the second a man of similar height with a mop of vibrant blonde hair and wearing a pair of steampunk goggles that give him a mad scientist vibe. Normally you wouldn’t eavesdrop, not suspecting anything interesting to be going on, but the two seem to be having a rather heated conversation whilst attempting to still be relatively quiet. "… entirely safe. Even within the early human testing trials there has been no notable side effects observed", the woman comments briskly, obviously irritable about the subject they’re discussing. More nervously, yet still with a clear annoyance in his voice, the man responds in a hushed tone, "Come now, they give it to them. Anything they give to them is not in our best interest to agree to. Given all we know to think that they’d make such a request of us, it’s … it makes me aghast to think they have the … the temerity to even countenance such thoughts. We’re the life blood of their operation, not lab rats". Shaking her head, the woman glances around for a moment before stating tersely, "You’re being a baby. They’re telling us to get it because we’re important. But I should note that they’re telling, not asking. The asking part is a formality and a curtesy, don’t let it fool you into thinking you have any other viable choice on the matter. Anyway, it’s safe so I’ll hear no more about it. If anything, it’ll do you some good". As the two leave, still talking in guarded yet exasperated whispers, you get the impression that you just overheard something. Shaking your head, unable to make heads nor tails of what they said, it is weird that the staff seem to be so on edge about something.

As you pass through the shopping plaza you spot a pair of girls in expensive-looking summer dresses talking, the pair likely in their late teens or early twenties. Loud as their discussion is, you can’t help but catch some of it, the taller tanned beauty seemingly pretty worried about something whilst her shorter and bigger breasted red-headed friend tries to calm her down. "… think that this is a good idea Loal’s", the leggy brunette comments, a nervous pout making her troubled state clear. Her friend meanwhile immediately brushes it off, rushing in to give her an affectionate and reassuring hug, giggling, "You’re overthinking things Stace! Daddy wouldn’t stretch my allowance, so what else was I supposed to do? Plus, the bleep-y robot lady voice said that it would only last a few months, and that I might want to keep it afterwards too". Seemingly not sure about whether she’s convinced by that, the first girl responds, "Sure, I get that you need a bigger shopping budget. But I just don’t know if letting some mad scientist tinker with you is a smart choice. Having a huge libido sounds like it would suck when you get busy, and we have no idea about if there will be any lasting side effects", cuddling the other woman tightly to her. The blonde’s hand begging to wander to her shopping partners rear to rub it seductively, provoking a small surprised coo from her, she answers back breathily, "It’ll be fun, you’ll see. No work but lots of money. Now, maybe we can move this along, I … maybe we should go to the bathroom and … um, powder our noses". The previously concerned girl clearly picking up on what her attractive and lust-filled friend is suggesting, she takes her hand, the pair quickly rushing off both in a fit of mischievous giggling. Shaking your head, kind of amused at what you just witnessed, you wonder how many people sign up to random experimental trials within the facility.

Entering the first of the three booths which cover the span of the room, you’re soon stood in a tight enclosed space with a display screen built into the wall before you. As you fully step in, behind you a flat panel descends, trapping you inside the cramped standing chamber whilst simultaneously providing your dealings a great amount of privacy. Feeling more than a little closed in on, the screen before you lights-up blinking to life. <<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Pulling a chalkboard filled with information onto the screen, Alice waves to you, "Woohoo! You just came into the best of the three experimentation chambers. In this one you can volunteer for all sorts of fun science-y things. They all have really useful applications … or are just things I thought would be funny to try out. There are some big rewards though, and if you don’t pick anything then I’ll pout a whole bunch, so you better sign up for something that’ll amuse me. Let me explain what we have on offer … ooo, in fact I should get a big spin-y wheel and do this like a gameshow!". As you stand and watch, the AI’s anime-esque avatar begins covering all the experiments that are currently looking for participants, showing off the entries on the chalkboard as she does. It does feel like the options have been tailored for you, even if she never comments on the matter, but as a captive audience there’s little else that you can do until she’s finished reading you the options.<<else>>Alice’s yellow smiley face avatar appearing at the top of the screen as a list of ongoing experiments expands below it, the AI explains, "Welcome to the experimentation participation station. Here we offer you a range of projects that you may wish to join as a participant within. These experiments may have side effects, or impact upon your daily business, as such we offer significant payments for volunteers". Scrolling down the list of available experiments that you can participate in; you can see that the list is rather lengthy. With Alice there to offer you any additional information you might need, you read through your options, in the process getting the impression that what you’re seeing might be tailored for you, though the AI doesn’t comment on that topic.<</if>> Do you select: <button title="Click to show/hide experiment participation options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('experiments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('experiments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('experiments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide experiment participation options</button><div id="experiments" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Hyperactive Libido Induction Study<<if $majorSexAddictionTrait>> - Already Fully Participating<</if>> This study is investigating the effect of having a massively increased libido on the health and lifestyle of average citizens. To explore how those with overactive sex drives lives are impacted, participants of this study will be subjected to a special biological alteration to boost sexual arousal-based hormones within their bodies. To manage this appropriately, induced sexual addiction participants will need to regularly achieve orgasm. There exist three increasingly severe tiers of participation within this study. Reward: 2000 G.G.P <<if $majorSexAddictionTrait>>Already Participating<<else>>[[Participate in the hyper libido experiment|Experimentation Lab Sex Addiction Gain][$ggp += 2000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $cumPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Cum Addiction Induction Study<<if $majorCumAddictionTrait>> - Already Fully Participating<</if>> This study is investigating the effect of consuming large quantities of sexual fluid on the health and lifestyle of average citizens. To explore how those who regularly consume sexual fluid are impacted, participants of this study will be subjected to a special biological alteration to increase physiological desire for cum consumption. To manage this appropriately, induced cum addiction participants will need to regularly consume cum. There exist three increasingly severe tiers of participation within this study. Reward: 2000 G.G.P <<if $majorCumAddictionTrait>>Already Participating<<else>>[[Participate in the cum addiction experiment|Experimentation Lab Cum Addiction Gain][$ggp += 2000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $bimboPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Bimbo-ification Induction Experiments<<if $altMajorBimboTrait>> - Already Fully Participating<</if>> This experiment is exploring the results of activating the parts of the brain which seek out fun and entertainment. When this hypnosis treatment is implemented participants will find an increased appreciation for certain commonly held ‘pretty’ or ‘fun’ things, along with moments of absentmindedness. There exist three increasingly severe tiers of participation within this study. Reward: 2000 G.G.P <<if $altMajorBimboTrait>>Already Participating<<else>>[[Participate in the bimbo-ification experiment|Experimentation Lab Bimbo Gain][$ggp += 2000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $waterSportsPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Incontinence Chip Installation Experiment<<if $incontinenceTreatment>> - Already Participating<</if>> This experiment is to test a new in-house invented device, the Incontinence Chip. When this small microchip is inserted into the recipient’s body, the chip will be able to regulate their bathroom habits, which could provide a useful service in the future. This experiment is for human testing of the chip and will involve the device segmenting a part of the participants bladder which will then be vented out at randomized periods of time. Reward: 2000 G.G.P <<if $incontinenceTreatment>>Already Participating<<else>>[[Participate in the incontinence chip experiment|Experimentation Lab Incontinence Gain][$ggp += 2000; $incontinenceTreatment = true; $incontinenceCountDown = 2]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Forced Diaper Accidents Chip Installation Experiment<<if $forcedDiaperAccidents>> - Already Participating<</if>> This experiment is to test a new in-house invented device, the Forced Diaper Accidents Chip. When this small microchip is inserted into the recipient’s body, the chip will be able to untrain the lifelong trained autonomous reactions of the <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bowels and bladder<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowels<</if>>, which could provide useful data on how to combat incontinence issues. This experiment is for human testing of the chip, and will involve the device activating whilst the test subject sleeps to loosen the <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bowels and bladder<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowels<</if>>, resulting in diaper accidents starting or worsening depending on the recipients current status. Reward: 2000 G.G.P <<if $forcedDiaperAccidents>>Already Participating<<else>>[[Participate in the forced diaper accidents chip experiment|Experimentation Lab Forced Diaper Accidents Gain][$ggp += 2000; $forcedDiaperAccidents = true;]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Forced Renaming Experiment<<if $nameLock>> - Already Participating<</if>> In this experiment we’re exploring the effects of names on personal confidence. As such participants will have their name replaced officially with a new one, with minor hypnosis implemented to ensure they retain their new name. Due to the extended nature of the study, removal of participants newly named status will be fined as per the participation contract. Reward: 1000 G.G.P <<if $nameLock>>Already Participating<<else>>[[Participate in the forced renaming experiment|Experimentation Lab Name Lock Gain][$ggp += 1000; $nameLock = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $lactationPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Forced Lactation Procedure Experiment<<if $forcedLactation>> - Already Participating<</if>> In this experiment we’re exploring the effects of long-term lactation on the human body. As such participants will have lactation induced for them, with the in-facility monitoring systems compiling the participants vitals data at regular intervals. Due to the extended nature of the study, removal of participants lactation status will be fined as per the participation contract. Reward: 1000 G.G.P <<if $forcedLactation>>Already Participating<<else>>[[Participate in the forced lactation experiment|Experimentation Lab Lactation Gain][$ggp += 1000; $forcedLactation = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> [[Finish looking at the experimentation options|Experimentation Lab]]

Passing into the second of the three booths which cover the span of the room, you’re soon stood in a tight enclosed space with a display screen built into the wall before you. As you fully step in, behind you a flat panel descends, trapping you inside the cramped standing chamber whilst simultaneously providing your dealings a great amount of privacy. Feeling more than a little closed in on, the screen before you lights-up blinking to life. <<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Pulling a chalkboard filled with information onto the screen, Alice waves to you, "Boo! Boring! Blergh! What’s the fun in undoing all the cool things that have been done to you? That’s really wasteful you know, the kind of boring waste that makes me all sad. Guess if you want to be a big ol’ spoil-sport that’s up to you. If you really want to get rid of some super interesting thing that’s going on with you then I suppose I could maybe help. But you’ll have to pay obviously. This place isn’t a charity or anything dumb like that, this is my entertai… I mean science, this is all for science. So, what sort of science are you looking for today?". As you stand and watch, the AI’s anime-esque avatar begins covering all the countermeasures they currently have for sale, showing off the entries on the chalkboard as she does. It does feel like the options have been tailored for you, even if she never comments on the matter, but as a captive audience there’s little else that you can do until she’s finished reading you the options.<<else>>Alice’s yellow smiley face avatar appearing at the top of the screen as a list of available experimental treatments expands below it, the AI explains, "Welcome to the experimental countermeasure station. Due to the ongoing wide-scale science experimentation occurring with the facility accidents occur, so predicting these circumstances we’ve pre-produced solutions to them. Here we offer you a range of experimental solutions to common issues experienced within the facility, all at a price range that you can’t say no to". Scrolling down the list of available countermeasures for sale; you can see that the list is rather lengthy. With Alice there to offer you any additional information you might need, you read through your options, in the process getting the impression that what you’re seeing might be tailored for you, though the AI doesn’t comment on that topic.<</if>> Do you select: <<if !$minorSexAddictionTrait && !$minorCumAddictionTrait && !$altMinorBimboTrait && !$incontinenceTreatment && !$forcedLactation>>Reading through the list it seems like none of the countermeasures would aid you in any way. As such, you decide that there’s nothing worth purchasing for you at this station currently.<<else>><button title="Click to show/hide experimental countermeasure options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('experiments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('experiments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('experiments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide experimental countermeasure options</button><div id="experiments" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><<if $minorSexAddictionTrait>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Hyperactive Libido Reversal Are you contending with an overactive libido so strong that it sometimes takes control over your actions? Well look no further. This quick and easy treatment of gene therapy will counteract any artificial increases to your libido or have inflicted a physiological addiction to orgasm. Due to the nature of libido related issues, depending on the severity of such matters this treatment may only lower the current issue rather than completely solving it. Price: 10,000 G.G.P <<if $ggp < 10000>>Purchase the sex addiction reversal treatment - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase the sex addiction reversal treatment |Experimentation Lab Sex Addiction Remove][$ggp -= 10000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $minorCumAddictionTrait>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Cum Addiction Reversal Are you suffering with an overwhelming need to consume sexual fluids to such an extent that it sometimes overrides your rational mind? Well we have a solution for you. This quick and easy treatment of gene therapy will counteract any artificially induced addictions to cum that you might be contending with. Due to the nature of cum addiction related issues, depending on the severity of such matters this treatment may only lower the severity of the current problem rather than completely solving it. Price: 10,000 G.G.P <<if $ggp < 10000>>Purchase the cum addiction reversal treatment - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase the cum addiction reversal treatment|Experimentation Lab Cum Addiction Remove][$ggp -= 10000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $altMinorBimboTrait>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Anti Bimbo-ification Hypnosis Session Do you have moments when you randomly wander off to go shoe shopping, or can’t help yourself but go partying all night long? Well we might have just what you’re looking for. The simple hypnosis session will counteract any external manipulations which have caused ‘bimbo’ behaviour to arise within you. Due to the nature of bimbo-ification procedures, this treatment may only reduce the severity of your condition rather than outright curing it. Additional Note: It has been brought to our attention that an alternative strain of bimbo-ification exists which we currently cannot resolve. Our scientists are working tirelessly to find a solution and we’ll let you know if they crack the code on that one. Price: 10,000 G.G.P <<if $ggp < 10000>>Purchase an anti-bimbo-ification hypnosis session - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase an anti-bimbo-ification hypnosis session|Experimentation Lab Bimbo Remove][$ggp -= 10000]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Incontinence Chip Removal Have you been the recipient of an incontinence chip, your daily business constantly interrupted by wetting sessions? Today we have the solution you’re looking for. This quick and easy treatment will remove your incontinence chip, ensuring that your normal bladder control returns to you in just a matter of minutes. Price: 10,000 G.G.P <<if $ggp < 10000>>Purchase incontinence chip removal - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase incontinence chip removal|Experimentation Lab Incontinence Remove][$ggp -= 10000; $incontinenceTreatment = false]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $diaperSkill > 0 && ($diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay)>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Diaper Un-Training Treatment Did you undergo diaper training but are now regretting it, your daily business constantly interrupted by <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>messing and wetting<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wetting<<else>>messing<</if>> sessions? Well we have just the solution you’re looking for. This quick and easy treatment will reformat your body to undo the troublesome effects of diaper training, ensuring that your normal <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bladder and bowel<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowel<</if>>control returns to you in just a matter of minutes. Price: 10,000 G.G.P <<if $ggp < 10000>>Purchase diaper un-training treatment - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase diaper un-training treatment|Experimentation Lab Diaper Un-Training][$ggp -= 10000; $diaperSkill -= 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $forcedDiaperAccidents && ($diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay)>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Forced Diaper Accidents Chip Removal Have you been the recipient of an forced diaper accidents chip, your daily business constantly interrupted by <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>messing and wetting<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wetting<<else>>messing<</if>> sessions no matter how hard you try to stop them? Today we have the solution you’re looking for. This quick and easy treatment will remove your forced diaper accidents chip, ensuring that your normal <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bladder and bowel<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowel<</if>>control returns to you in just a matter of minutes. Price: 10,000 G.G.P <<if $ggp < 10000>>Purchase forced diaper accidents removal - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase forced diaper accidents chip removal|Experimentation Lab Forced Diaper Accidents Remove][$ggp -= 10000; $forcedDiaperAccidents = false]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $nameLock>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pay Forced Renaming Experiment Removal Fine Has a new name been forced on you? Have you fallen into a weird legal situation where you’re no longer able to change your name? Well look no further. In this simple transaction we can see to it that you’re no longer legally required to keep your current name. Additional Note: Due to complications with legal agreements this procedure will only remove your legal inability to change recipients name and will not revert or alter recipients name itself. Price: 5000 G.G.P <<if $ggp < 5000>>Pay forced renaming experiment removal fine - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Pay forced renaming experiment removal fine|Experimentation Lab Name Lock Remove][$ggp -= 5000; $nameLock = false]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $forcedLactation>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pay Forced Lactation Removal Fine Are leaky nipples a problem you have to regularly contend with? Have you entered into a legal agreement not to remove your lactation capability? Well look no further. In this simple transaction we can see to it that you’re no longer legally required to remain lactating. Additional Note: Due to agreements with the facility’s Industrial Dairy in-house business we are only able to allow paying off of the fine here, the actual removal of your lactation will still need to be conducted elsewhere. Price: 5000 G.G.P <<if $ggp < 5000>>Pay forced lactation removal fine - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Pay forced lactation removal fine|Experimentation Lab Lactation Remove][$ggp -= 5000; $forcedLactation = false]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div><</if>> [[Finish looking at the experimental countermeasure options|Experimentation Lab]]

The front of the strange business is rather stark, white, and plain in nature, lacking windows completely. It is, however, clearly marked with the facility’s logo, a sizeable mural emblazoned across the front of it marking it as, "Alice’s Experimentation Lab", seemingly a reference to the resident AI. Entering through the whited panelled automatic double door, the interior isn’t much more visually appealing; a wall mounted flatscreen display, two uncomfortable looking benches, and three door-fronted changing cubicles with screens inside of them all that the room contains. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/ExperimentationLab.png]]</div> <<if $aliceQuestComplete>>The display screen springing to life, a not unfamiliar figure walks out of the black expanse with a jaunty skip in her step. Her vivid pink hair tied off with electrical cables into two flowing pigtails, her anime-esque face sporting two glowing neon pink eyes, she wears a somewhat skimpy black and white short-sleeved schoolgirls outfit complete with a black and white striped tie. As she gives you a giggly wave, sauntering into center screen, you’re soon face to face with Alice the facility AI’s secret avatar image. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AliceSmall.png]]</div>"Hey there $firstName, welcome to my play ro…I mean welcome to my super serious experimental laboratory! Come to get some super cool experimental procedures done? That’s great! Me? I’m just stretching my … legs, code, well you know what I mean. When it’s just us I can show my real face, so remember not to go telling on me, or else. But, that’s not what you’re here for, you’re here to have some fun, right? So, what are you looking for? We have lots of experiments that can make you money and keep you busy with interesting happenings. We also have really expensive countermeasures to those experiments, just in case. Finally, we have some of the more beneficial experiments we’ve cooked up ready for purchase with only minimal side-effects! Which will it be … oh this is going to be so much fun, I can’t wait to tinker with your DNA!", the highly energetic giggles as she tilts her head to one side in mock thoughtfulness.<<else>>The display screen springing to life with the static bland yellow smiley face that is used designate Alice the facility AI, here usual monotone vocal pattern begins emitting out of it in accompaniment. "Greetings trainee programme member $firstName. Here at Alice’s Experimentation Laboratory we investigate the cutting edge of robotics, lifestyle aids, and biological manipulations, to provide you with the technology at today’s scientific forefront. Before you, you will find three different booths. The first booth will allow you to sign up for participation in one of our numerous experimental test programmes, helping us to explore these ground-breaking innovations through human trials. You will of course also be financially compensated for your time and efforts. The second booth contains a menu of countermeasures for purchase which should alleviate even the most severe ailments. Finally, our third booth is where we offer up for purchase our most innovative and well tested new creations to the public. Please make your selection now, and thank you for your interest in our work", the robotic voice explains stiltedly, the associated text also flowing across the bottom of the screen so that you don’t miss anything.<</if>> Do you: [[Explore which experiments they’re looking for participants to join|Experimentation Lab Experiments]] [[Investigate the countermeasures they have on offer|Experimentation Lab Reverse Experiment]] [[Browse the beneficial experiments on offer|Experimentation Lab Stock]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Medical Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

Crossing into the last of the three booths which cover the span of the room, you’re soon stood in a tight enclosed space with a display screen built into the wall before you. As you fully step in, behind you a flat panel descends, trapping you inside the cramped standing chamber whilst simultaneously providing your dealings a great amount of privacy. Feeling more than a little closed in on, the screen before you lights-up blinking to life. <<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Pulling a chalkboard filled with information onto the screen, Alice waves to you, "Really? Sure though, at least I suppose. These experiments are kind of boring for me, but I guess they could be handy if you were all squishy and full of organs. We have all these leftover experiments that actually work, normally pretty minor things, but dumb-du … I mean conscientious visitors sometimes buy them to improve their lives. It was my idea really, we had the technology just sitting around, I thought we might as well sell it off, especially as most of it seems pretty redundant. Though I might not necessarily have told anyone about this whole shop plan. Still, if one of these options ends up making you happy then maybe that’s all that matters, a bit like a kitty in a cardboard box". As you stand and watch, the AI’s anime-esque avatar begins covering all the procedures they currently have for sale, showing off the entries on the chalkboard as she does. It does feel like the options have been tailored for you, even if she never comments on the matter, but as a captive audience there’s little else that you can do until she’s finished reading you the options.<<else>>Alice’s yellow smiley face avatar appearing at the top of the screen as a list of available experimental procedures expands below it, the AI explains, "Welcome to the experimental procedure consultation station. Here we aim to offer you the best elective treatments that medical technological advancement can offer. Our biological modifications come with a money back guarantee in the case of unforeseen side effects, so please browse our treatment selection at your leisure, and know that your health is in safe hands". Scrolling down the list of available special treatments for sale; you can see that the list is rather lengthy. With Alice there to offer you any additional information you might need, you read through your options, in the process getting the impression that what you’re seeing might be tailored for you, though the AI doesn’t comment on that topic.<</if>> Do you select: <button title="Click to show/hide experimental modification options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('experiments') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('experiments') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('experiments') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide experimental modification options</button><div id="experiments" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Supercharged Energy Booster Treatment<<if $experimentalEnergyBooster>> - Already Purchased<</if>> Do you always feel tired after a long day at work? Are there just not enough hours in the day to get everything done? When you finally have free time are you plagued by fatigue? Well look no further, this simple biological modification will increase the efficiency of your body’s energy expenditure, ensuring you’ll have more vigour to spend doing what you want to. Price: 10,000 G.G.P <<if $experimentalEnergyBooster>>You have already received this treatment<<elseif $ggp < 10000>>Purchase Supercharged Energy Booster treatment - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Supercharged Energy Booster treatment|Experimentation Lab Energy Booster][$ggp -= 10000; $experimentalEnergyBooster = true; $actionLimit += 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Experimental Weight Regulator<<if $experimentalWeightRegulator>> - Already Purchased<</if>> Are you tired of trying to personally manage your weight? Do you get exhausted from long exercise sessions to keep you in good shape? Well worry no longer. This experimental biological modification will work whilst you sleep to conform your body towards the average body-type, ensuring you don’t get too overweight or underweight. Price: 5000 G.G.P <<if $experimentalWeightRegulator>>You have already received this treatment<<elseif $ggp < 5000>>Purchase experimental weight regulator - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase experimental weight regulator|Experimentation Lab Weight Regulator][$ggp -= 5000; $experimentalWeightRegulator = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Experimental Muscle Regulator<<if $experimentalMuscleRegulator>> - Already Purchased<</if>> Are you exhausted from trying to keep yourself healthy but not too muscular? Do those long sessions in the gym tire you? Well worry no longer. This experimental biological modification will work whilst you sleep to conform your body towards the average muscle-build, ensuring you don’t get too muscular or too under muscled. Price: 5000 G.G.P <<if $experimentalMuscleRegulator>>You have already received this treatment<<elseif $ggp < 5000>>Purchase experimental muscle regulator - Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase experimental muscle regulator|Experimentation Lab Muscle Regulator][$ggp -= 5000; $experimentalMuscleRegulator = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> </table></div></div> [[Finish looking at the experimental modification options|Experimentation Lab]]

<<if $mediumSexAddictionTrait>><<set $majorSexAddictionTrait = true>><<elseif $minorSexAddictionTrait>><<set $mediumSexAddictionTrait = true>><<else>><<set $minorSexAddictionTrait = true>><</if>><<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Deciding that you want to participate in one of the sexual addiction experiments, you let Alice know, "Can I take part in one of those Hyperactive Libido Induction Studies?", the pigtailed AI avatar grinning from ear to ear at what you’ve just said. "I don’t see any reason why not, let me just get that sorted for you my wonderful and extremely intelligent friend. Boop-Beep! I’ve just put the 2000 G.G.P into your account, so now it’s official, no takesies backsies. It’s one of the bigger reward experiments that you can join up for, that’s because being super uncontrollably horny all the time is considered kind of trouble for most people. But also, because we have a bunch of these experiments so you can get really messed-up from taking part too much …. in a good way I mean. You’re going to have so much fun I just bet, getting all worked up until you can’t help but get yourself fucked silly in public! Ooo, you’re going to end up in so much trouble!", Alice giggles back at you as she raises a finger to the corner of her mouth in pretend deep-thought. Now getting slightly worried after seeing the gleam of mischief in her digital eyes, you enquire, "Okay … what do we do now?", waiting patiently for your AI correspondent to respond. Chortling with glee, "Heh, heh, heh!", as she steeples her fingers together like a cheesy film villain, your eyes are locked firmly on Alice as you start to feel a little warm and oddly tingly all over. Rubbing one hand across the opposite arm you realize that the sensation is somewhat … more than you expected? Meanwhile, the AI just keeps laughing. Eventually calming herself down, pulling a clipboard from behind her back out of thin air, she explains, "I have now subjected you to an aerosolized biological agent which has wormed its way into your body and changed it at a base level to want tonnes of sex! Most of the time you’ll have no issues … but then you’ll get too overly horny if you’ve been avoiding it and ZAP you’ll go to town on yourself right then and there. This is going to be amazing, I bet you’ll do so many funny things trying to get yourself off!". The scent of your need catching your nose, your desire now evident, you begin to attain an instinctual knowledge that only an orgasm will calm you down. Deep down you know that you need a <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>woman<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>man<<else>>man or woman<</if>> to fuck you silly until you climax dramatically and spent to fulfil this burning hunger within you. As purely sexual thoughts flood your mind, your <<if $penis && $chastityLevel != 0>>cock expands within your $currentChastity, causing you a brief shocking pain which even in the face of that cannot abate your lust<<elseif $vagina && $chastityLevel != 0>>pussy moistens within your $currentChastity, frustrating you by keeping it locked away from your lusty hands<<elseif $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy both swell with lust, your hands roving downward automatically as they seek to abate your need<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock swelling with lust, your hands roving downward automatically as they seek to abate your need<<else>>pussy moistens with lust, your hands roving downward automatically as they seek to abate your lust<</if>>. Then the desire dissipates all of a sudden, leaving you feeling weird and unsure about what just came over you. Feeling slightly uncomfortable and unnerved by the sudden lust that had taken over you, you wearily query Alice, "Does that mean we’re done now?", kind of annoyed by her surprise dosing of you with the treatment and its consequences. Sticking her tongue out at you cheekily, obviously in high spirits, she responds, "Yes…eeees! Now that you’re a needy slutty ticking timebomb of horniness … yeah I think we’re done. But … remember, now you have all that sex addiction DNA changing you’re stuck like this until you get it removed which is super expensive. <<if $majorSexAddictionTrait>>You’re so sex addicted now we can’t even give you any more of it, not safely anyway!<<else>>We could still give you more sex addiction though if you want some more money to become an even more of a dirty fuck-toy. Think about it, it could be a lot of fun.<</if>> You’re stuck getting yourself sex-ed up all the time if you don’t want to get all crazy for it, that’s going to be so entertaining to watch! Yay!", the pink haired avatar dancing around in circles as she celebrates. Watching on at her strange reaction you stand there flabbergasted for a few minutes, still getting no further response from her. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s no further conversation to have on the topic with her, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<<else>>Deciding that you want to participate in one of those sex addiction experiments, you select the, "Participate In Hyperactive Libido Induction Studies", button, patiently waiting for the Alice to give a response to your selection. "Thank you for signing up to participate in the Hyper Libido Induction Studies. Your selection of this option serves as a legally binding contract and as such cannot be terminated without considerable penalty. As a participation reward you have been credited 2000 G.G.P to your account as recompense for any difficulties inflicted by the course of this experiment. Participants in this study will receive exposure to a biological agent which will convert their DNA so that their bodies will react in an increasingly libidinous manner, needing more regular orgasmic relief. The purpose of this study is to explore the effects of increasing the amount of sexual activity in the participants daily life, along with testing out experiments to increase the recipients libido, and requires no further participation functions others than continuing with your normal busines", Alice intones in her usual monotone vocal pattern, extensively explaining the experiment in minute technical detail. Unsure what to make of the jargon that she is now covering, you enquire, "Okay … do I need to go somewhere else now?", hoping that she doesn’t have anything else to explain to you about the study. Starting to feel a little warm and oddly tingly all over you rub one hand across the opposite arm, realizing with some shock that the sensation is somewhat … more than you expected? Meanwhile the AI explains, "An aerosolized biological agent has now been deployed within this booth and is currently performing minor conversions on your DNA to increase your libido. Please stand by for the intended results to present themselves. You may feel a minor unexpected burst of sexual need as this takes effect, this is normal and not to be concerned about". The scent of your need catching your nose, your desire now evident, you begin to attain an instinctual knowledge that only an orgasm will calm you down. Deep down you know that you need a <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>woman<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>man<<else>>man or woman<</if>> to fuck you silly until you climax dramatically and spent to fulfil this burning hunger within you. As purely sexual thoughts flood your mind, your <<if $penis && $chastityLevel != 0>>cock expands within your $currentChastity, causing you a brief shocking pain which even in the face of that cannot abate your lust<<elseif $vagina && $chastityLevel != 0>>pussy moistens within your $currentChastity, frustrating you by keeping it locked away from your lusty hands<<elseif $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy both swell with lust, your hands roving downward automatically as they seek to abate your need<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock swelling with lust, your hands roving downward automatically as they seek to abate your need<<else>>pussy moistens with lust, your hands roving downward automatically as they seek to abate your lust<</if>>. Then the desire dissipates all of a sudden, leaving you feeling weird and unsure about what just came over you. Feeling slightly uncomfortable and unnerved by the sudden lust that had taken over you, you wearily query Alice, "Does that mean we’re done now?", kind of annoyed by her surprise dosing of you with the treatment and its consequences. Answering almost immediately Alice explains, "As I have now detected your biological structure has been successfully altered to have a greater amount of sexual desire there are no further activities I need to conduct in this interaction. Your participation is greatly appreciated and should hopefully contribute significantly to scientific progress on the topic. As highlighted previously if you wish to exit the study before the natural termination of the experimentation period you will need to pay fee for a biological countermeasure. <<if $majorSexAddictionTrait>>Sadly, due to safety concerns you cannot proceed with any further sexual addiction experiments at this time<<else>>If you have enjoyed participating in this experiment then please check out additional sexual addiction experiments, each with their own participation reward<</if>>. Once more we thank you for your interest. Have a good day". You do kind of have a few more questions, but overall, the AI just remains silent seemingly not wanting to continue the conversation. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s nothing further to be gained from talking to about the topic, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<</if>> With your participation in the experiment now complete you [[return to browsing the list of experiments currently looking for participants|Experimentation Lab Experiments]].

<<if $mediumCumAddictionTrait>><<set $majorCumAddictionTrait = true>><<elseif $minorCumAddictionTrait>><<set $mediumCumAddictionTrait = true>><<else>><<set $minorCumAddictionTrait = true>><</if>><<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Deciding that you want to participate in one of the sexual fluid eating experiments, you let Alice know, "Can I take part in one of those Cum Addiction Induction Studies?", the pigtailed AI avatar grinning from ear to ear at what you’ve just said. "Well of course you can, you’ll only need to wait one second there my best-est bestie. Boop! I’ve just put the 2000 G.G.P into your account, so now it’s official, no takesies backsies. It’s one of the bigger reward experiments that you can join up for, that’s because being having to so much love sludge is generally considered to be kind of gross. But also, because we have a bunch of these experiments so you can get really messed-up from taking part too much …. in a good way I mean. You’re going to have so much fun I just bet, getting all crazy-brained until you can get some sweet fuck nectar and getting into sexy trouble in order to get it!", Alice giggles back at you as she raises a finger to the corner of her mouth in pretend deep-thought. Now getting slightly worried after seeing the gleam of mischief in her digital eyes, you enquire, "Okay … what do we do now?", waiting patiently for your AI correspondent to respond. Chortling with glee, "Heh, heh, heh!", as she steeples her fingers together like a cheesy film villain, your eyes are locked firmly on Alice as your stomach begins to rumble hungrily. Rubbing it to try and quieten it down you mildly notice a new smell. Meanwhile, the AI just keeps laughing. Eventually calming herself down, pulling a clipboard from behind her back out of thin air, she explains, "I have now subjected you to an aerosolized biological agent which has wormed its way into your body and changed it at a base level to crave <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>>! Most of the time you’ll have no issues … but then you’ll get really cum-hungry if you’ve been avoiding it and BAM you’ll go crazy for the stuff. This is going to be amazing, I bet you’ll do so many funny things trying to get yourself your next tasty fix!". The gnawing hunger growing, you clutch your stomach, instinctually knowing that you need something to fill that void. Seemingly out of nowhere a scent passes your nose, something which you sniff at approvingly, practically salivating. It smells … musky … tasty. Realization hitting you that it’s <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>> you’re smelling, despite not seeing any nearby, you feel weird and unsure, the hunger thankfully abating as you come to your new understanding. Feeling slightly uncomfortable and unnerved by the sudden hunger that had taken over you, you wearily query Alice, "Does that mean we’re done now?", kind of annoyed by her surprise dosing of you with the treatment and its consequences. Sticking her tongue out at you cheekily, obviously in high spirits, she responds, "Yes…eeees! Now that you’ve got a humongous craving for sex juice … at least some of the time … yeah I think we’re done. But … remember, now you have all that cum addiction DNA changing you’re stuck like this until you get it removed which is super expensive. <<if $majorCumAddictionTrait>>You’re so cum addicted now we can’t even give you any more of it, not safely anyway!<<else>>We could still give you more cum addiction though if you want some more money to become an even more of a cum dumpster. Think about it, it could be a lot of fun.<</if>> You’re stuck having to search out regular lust liquid meals if you don’t want to get all crazy for it, that’s going to be so entertaining to watch! Yay!", the pink haired avatar dancing around in circles as she celebrates. Watching on at her strange reaction you stand there flabbergasted for a few minutes, still getting no further response from her. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s no further conversation to have on the topic with her, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<<else>>Deciding that you want to participate in one of those sexual fluid eating experiments, you select the, "Participate In Cum Addiction Induction Studies", button, patiently waiting for the Alice to give a response to your selection. "Thank you for signing up to participate in the Cum Addiction Induction Studies. Your selection of this option serves as a legally binding contract and as such cannot be terminated without considerable penalty. As a participation reward you have been credited 2000 G.G.P to your account as recompense for any difficulties inflicted by the course of this experiment. Participants in this study will receive exposure to a biological agent which will convert their DNA so that their bodies will react in a strong positive manner towards regular sexual fluid consumption. The purpose of this study is to explore the effects of large-scale sexual fluid consumption on the human body, along with the logistics of inducing a greater interest in such behaviour, and requires no further participation functions others than continuing with your normal busines", Alice intones in her usual monotone vocal pattern, extensively explaining the experiment in minute technical detail. Unsure what to make of the jargon that she is now covering, you enquire, "Okay … do I need to go somewhere else now?", hoping that she doesn’t have anything else to explain to you about the study. All of a sudden, your stomach begins to rumble hungrily. Rubbing it to try and quieten it down you mildly notice a new smell as the AI explains, "An aerosolized biological agent has now been deployed within this booth and is currently performing minor conversions on your DNA to increase your desire for sexual fluids. Please stand by for the intended results to present themselves. You may feel a minor unexpected hunger as this takes effect, this is normal and not to be concerned about". The gnawing hunger growing, you clutch your stomach, instinctually knowing that you need something to fill that void. Seemingly out of nowhere a scent passes your nose, something which you sniff at approvingly, practically salivating. It smells … musky … tasty. Realization hitting you that it’s <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>> you’re smelling, despite not seeing any nearby, you feel weird and unsure, the hunger thankfully abating as you come to your new understanding. Feeling slightly uncomfortable and unnerved by the sudden hunger that had taken over you, you wearily query Alice, "Does that mean we’re done now?", kind of annoyed by her surprise dosing of you with the treatment and its consequences. Answering almost immediately Alice explains, "As I have now detected your biological structure has been successfully altered to have a greater desire for sexual fluid consumption there are no further activities I need to conduct in this interaction. Your participation is greatly appreciated and should hopefully contribute significantly to scientific progress on the topic. As highlighted previously if you wish to exit the study before the natural termination of the experimentation period you will need to pay fee for a biological countermeasure. <<if $majorCumAddictionTrait>>Sadly, due to safety concerns you cannot proceed with any further sexual fluid addiction experiments at this time<<else>>If you have enjoyed participating in this experiment then please check out additional sexual fluid addiction experiments, each with their own participation reward<</if>>. Once more we thank you for your interest. Have a good day". You do kind of have a few more questions, but overall, the AI just remains silent seemingly not wanting to continue the conversation. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s nothing further to be gained from talking to about the topic, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<</if>> With your participation in the experiment now complete you [[return to browsing the list of experiments currently looking for participants|Experimentation Lab Experiments]].

<<if $altMediumBimboTrait>><<set $altMajorBimboTrait = true>><<elseif $altMinorBimboTrait>><<set $altMediumBimboTrait = true>><<else>><<set $altMinorBimboTrait = true>><</if>><<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Deciding that you want to participate in one of the bimbo hypnosis studies, you let Alice know, "Can I take part in one of those Bimbo-ification Induction Experiments?", the pigtailed AI avatar grinning from ear to ear at what you’ve just said. "I can do that for you right away, just wait one second there my good friend. Beep-Boop! I’ve just put the 2000 G.G.P into your account, so now it’s official, no takesies backsies. It’s one of the bigger reward experiments that you can join up for, that’s because being a fuzzy-brained dumb-dumb makes life super tough for people so no-one wants to take part. But also. because we have a bunch of these experiments so you can get really messed-up from taking part too much …. in a good way I mean. It’s going to lead to so much fun for you I bet, wandering off and getting into sexy trouble, so much pink and cute trouble!", Alice giggles back at you as she raises a finger to the corner of her mouth in pretend deep-thought. Now getting slightly worried after seeing the gleam of mischief in her digital eyes, you enquire, "Okay … what do we do now?", waiting patiently for your AI correspondent to respond. Chortling with glee, "Heh, heh, heh!", as she steeples her fingers together like a cheesy film villain, your eyes are locked firmly on Alice as a sudden headache breaks your attention. Rubbing your forehead to sooth the ache as you stand in a state of bewilderment, the AI just keeps laughing. Eventually calming herself down, pulling a clipboard from behind her back out of thin air, she explains, "I have now subjected you to a series of massively hard to detect sound waves which have put hypnotic triggers into your brain to make you a fun loving bimbo! Sometimes you’ll be all fine, then … BOOM, you’ll get all ditzy and want to look at clothes or go dancing. This is going to be great, I bet you’ll get invited to so many sex parties after you start to loosen up from this!". Pouting, you try to concentrate harder, wondering what it could be that she’s getting at. For a moment you consider whether you should do something sexy to clear your mind, or maybe do some shopping, but something deep down within you makes you think those aren’t the right answer. Eventually though, something clicks in your mind, the haziness slowly beginning to depart, you notice you’re acting like a real ditz all of a sudden! Feeling slightly fuzzy brained and confused, you ask Alice, "Does that, like, mean we’re done-so now?", kind of annoyed by her by being so mean to surprise you with the her … whatever it was. Sticking her tongue out at you cheekily, obviously in high spirits, she responds, "Haha! I didn’t think you’d sound like such a huge doofus so soon!", continuing after a few seconds to compose herself, "Yes…eeees! Now that you’re a big dumb-dumb … at least part of the time … yeah I think we’re done. But … remember, now you have all that bimbo hypnosis you’re stuck like this until you get it removed which is super expensive. <<if $altMajorBimboTrait>>You’re so bimbo-brained now we can’t even give you any more hypnosis, not safely anyway!<<else>>We could still give you more hypnosis though if you want some more money to become an even bigger bimbo-brain. Think about it … well, you know what I mean.<</if>> You’re stuck being a ditzy fun loving bimbo, that’s going to be so much fun to watch! Yay!", the pink haired avatar dancing around in circles as she celebrates. Watching on at her strange reaction you stand there flabbergasted for a few minutes, still getting no further response from her. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s no further conversation to have on the topic with her, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<<else>>Deciding that you want to participate in one of those bimbo hypnosis studies, you select the, "Participate In Bimbo-ification Induction Experiments", button, patiently waiting for the Alice to give a response to your selection. "Thank you for signing up to participate in the Bimbo-ification Induction Experiments. Your selection of this option serves as a legally binding contract and as such cannot be terminated without considerable penalty. As a participation reward you have been credited 2000 G.G.P to your account as recompense for any difficulties inflicted by the course of this experiment. Participants in this study will receive a hypnosis treatment which will increase fun-seeking behaviours and lead to occasional bouts of absentmindedness. The purpose of this study is to explore the possibility of using hypnosis to increase the recipients general life happiness, and requires no further participation functions others than continuing with your normal busines", Alice intones in her usual monotone vocal pattern, extensively explaining the experiment in minute technical detail. Unsure what to make of the jargon that she is now covering, you enquire, "Okay … do I need to go somewhere else now?", hoping that she doesn’t have anything else to explain to you about the study. A sudden headache breaking your attention, you rub your forehead to sooth the ache as the AI explains, "Inaudible audio signals have now been played to you which should produce deep-seated subliminal messaging intended to enforce the bimbo-ificiation process. Please stand by for the intended results to present themselves. You may feel a minor headache as this takes effect, this is normal and not to be concerned about". Pouting, you try to concentrate harder, wondering what it could be that she’s getting at. For a moment you consider whether you should do something sexy to clear your mind, or maybe do some shopping, but something deep down within you makes you think those aren’t the right answer. Eventually though, something clicks in your mind, the haziness slowly beginning to depart, you notice you’re acting like a real ditz all of a sudden! Feeling slightly fuzzy brained and confused, you ask Alice, "Does that, like, mean we’re done-so now?", kind of annoyed by her by being so mean to surprise you with the her … whatever it was. Answering almost immediately Alice explains, "As I have now detected your brain waves have corrected to the intended bimbo-ification results there are no further activities I need to conduct in this interaction. Your participation is greatly appreciated and should hopefully contribute significantly to scientific progress on the topic. As highlighted previously if you wish to exit the study before the natural termination of the experimentation period you will need to pay fee for counter-hypnosis sessions. <<if $altMajorBimboTrait>>Sadly, due to safety concerns you cannot proceed with any further bimbo-ification hypnosis experiments at this time<<else>>If you have enjoyed participating in this experiment then please check out additional bimbo-ification experiments, each with their own participation reward<</if>>. Once more we thank you for your interest. Have a good day". You do kind of have a few more questions, but overall, the AI just remains silent seemingly not wanting to continue the conversation. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s nothing further to be gained from talking to about the topic, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<</if>> With your participation in the experiment now complete you [[return to browsing the list of experiments currently looking for participants|Experimentation Lab Experiments]].

<<pissSelf>><<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Deciding that you want to participate in testing out the incontinence chip, you let Alice know, "Can I take part in that study where you get the Incontinence Chip installed?", the pigtailed AI avatar grinning from ear to ear at what you’ve just said. "Of course buddy, I can do that for you right away. Boop-ety! I’ve just put the 2000 G.G.P into your account, so now it’s official, no takesies backsies. It’s one of the bigger reward experiments that you can join up for, that’s because most people find peeing themselves in public super embarrassing. It’s going to lead to so much trouble for you I bet, wetting your clothes and the facility floors, so much humiliation!", Alice giggles back at you as she raises a finger to the corner of her mouth in pretend deep-thought. Now getting slightly worried after seeing the gleam of mischief in her digital eyes, you enquire, "Okay … what do we do now?", waiting patiently for your AI correspondent to respond. Chortling with glee, "Heh, heh, heh!", as she steeples her fingers together like a cheesy film villain, your eyes are locked firmly on Alice as a stinging sensation similar to a bug bite breaks your attention. Shaking your head in bewilderment as you rub the spot at the side of your waist, the AI just keeps laughing. Eventually calming herself down, pulling a clipboard from behind her back out of thin air, she explains, "I have now injected you with the pee chip! It’ll work its way around your bloodstream, and make its way down to your bladder where it’ll split it up into the normal part and the part that can be used to force you to wet yourself. This is going to be great, I bet you’re getting a big ol’ warm bladder this very second!". Just as she describes, you do indeed feel a strange heat around your lower waist. What’s more, you soon notice a strange scent passes across your senses. Trying to figure it out, you notice it has an oddly familiar, slightly ammonia or cleaning supplies, smell to it. Feeling a different warm wet trickle down your leg, you glance downwards, making a shocking discovery. The reason the scent was so familiar is because it’s your own urine, a flow of it pooling on the chair, along your legs, and down onto the floor. Mortified at the realization that you’ve just pissed yourself, the heat also making more sense now, all you can do is wait uncomfortably as the river of piss finally ends. Feeling slightly drained and unnerved by all the urine that has just poured out of you, you wearily query Alice, "Does that mean we’re done now?", kind of annoyed by her surprise injection and its consequences. Sticking her tongue out at you cheekily, obviously in high spirits, she responds, "Haha! Peed yourself, great!", continuing after a few seconds to compose herself, "Yes…eeees! Now that you’re all pissy we’re all done. But … remember, now you have the incontinence chip you’re stuck like this until you get it removed which is super expensive. Even using the facility toilets to try to avoid embarrassing yourself from it setting off will cost you a bunch! You’re stuck being a pee pants, that’s going to be so much fun to watch! Yay!", the pink haired avatar dancing around in circles as she celebrates. Watching on at her strange reaction you stand there flabbergasted for a few minutes, still getting no further response from her. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s no further conversation to have on the topic with her, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<<else>>Deciding that you want to participate in the forced urination chip study, you select the, "Participate In Incontinence Chip Installation Experiment", button, patiently waiting for the Alice to give a response to your selection. "Thank you for signing up to participate in the Incontinence Chip Experiment. Your selection of this option serves as a legally binding contract and as such cannot be terminated without considerable penalty. As a participation reward you have been credited 2000 G.G.P to your account as recompense for any difficulties inflicted by the course of this experiment. Participants in this study will have an experimental ‘Incontinence Chip’ installed into their bodies. The purpose of this study is to determine whether the Incontinence Chip can remain within the human body unharmed over long periods of time and use, and requires no further participation functions others than continuing with your normal busines", Alice intones in her usual monotone vocal pattern, extensively explaining the experiment in minute technical detail. Unsure what to make of the jargon that she is now covering, you enquire, "Okay … do I need to go somewhere else now?", hoping that she doesn’t have anything else to explain to you about the study. Feeling something sting you similarly to a bug bite just to the side of your waist, you rub the spot as the AI explains, "You have now been injected you with a nanotechnology computer chip known as the ‘Incontinence Chip’, which will work its way to your bladder. Please stand by for the intended results to present themselves. You may feel an unusual heat around your bladder, this is normal and not to be concerned about". Just as she describes, you do indeed feel a strange heat around your lower waist. What’s more, you soon notice a strange scent passes across your senses. Trying to figure it out, you notice it has an oddly familiar, slightly ammonia or cleaning supplies, smell to it. Feeling a different warm wet trickle down your leg, you glance downwards, making a shocking discovery. The reason the scent was so familiar is because it’s your own urine, a flow of it pooling on the chair, along your legs, and down onto the floor. Mortified at the realization that you’ve just pissed yourself, the heat also making more sense now, all you can do is wait uncomfortably as the river of piss finally ends. Feeling slightly drained and unnerved by all the urine that has just poured out of you, you wearily query Alice, "Does that mean we’re done now?", kind of annoyed by her surprise injection and its consequences. Answering almost immediately Alice explains, "As I have now detected you have now integrated the Incontinence Chip into your body and there are no further activities I need to conduct in this interaction. Your participation is greatly appreciated and should hopefully contribute significantly to scientific progress on the topic. As highlighted previously if you wish to exit the study before the natural termination of the experimentation period you will need to pay fee for removal of your Incontinence Chip. Once more we thank you for your interest. Have a good day". You do have a few more questions, but overall, the AI just remains silent seemingly not wanting to continue the conversation. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s nothing further to be gained from talking to about the topic, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<</if>> With your participation in the experiment now complete you [[return to browsing the list of experiments currently looking for participants|Experimentation Lab Experiments]].

<<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Deciding that you want to participate in the forced lactation experiment, you let Alice know, "Can I take part in that experiment about lactation", the pigtailed AI avatar grinning from ear to ear at what you’ve just said. "No worries pal, I can get that sorted for you right away. Boop! I’ve just put the 1000 G.G.P into your account, so now it’s official, no takesies backsies. It’s only one of the smaller reward experiments that you can join up for, mainly because people lactate all the times. Still, knowing that you don’t get to undo it will entertain me, as will your big milky boobs!", Alice giggles back at you as she raises a finger to the corner of her mouth in pretend deep-thought. Now getting slightly worried after seeing the gleam of mischief in her digital eyes, you enquire, "Okay … what do we do now?", waiting patiently for your AI correspondent to respond. <<if $lactating>>Sticking her tongue out at you cheekily, obviously in high spirits, she answers, "No…oooo! You’re already kind of all milky, so no need to do anything there. But … now you can’t get un-milky without getting into big trouble or paying a huge fine. You’re stuck being leaky and being milked for your boob juices, that’s going to be so much fun to watch! Yay!", the pink haired avatar dancing around in circles as she celebrates. Confused and watching her strange reaction you stand there flabbergasted for a few minutes, still getting no further response from her. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s no further conversation to have on the topic with her, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<<else>><<set $lactating = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set _randomLact = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = ((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + _randomLact + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)>>Chortling with glee, "Heh, heh, heh!", as she steeples her fingers together like a cheesy film villain, your eyes are locked firmly on Alice as a stinging sensation similar to a bug bite breaks your attention. Shaking your head in bewilderment as you rub the spot below your shoulder, the AI just keeps laughing. Eventually calming herself down, pulling a clipboard from behind her back out of thin air, she explains, "I have now injected you with an substance which rapidly invokes lactation in the recipient. I bet you’ll feel all bubbling in the chest any second. Then the flood works start! Muahaha! You’re going to be stuck being all leaky nipple-d and it’ll be great!". Just about to ask her for more information, you begin to feel a weird pressure building in your chest as she described. Concerned, you move one of your hands to brush your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breast<</if>> in the process finding your hand oddly wet. Investigating further, you notice with some level of shock that your hand seems to be soaked with something white and sweet smelling, liquid rivulets running down your underarm and sides. It’s kind of uncomfortable to be so wet, but at the same time your <<if $breastSize == 0>><<checkNipple>> nipples feel great<<else>>breasts feel great<</if>> as the built up pressure expresses milk through them. Finally though, leaving you standing in a puddle of your own lactation, it comes to a stop. Feeling slightly drained from the sudden river of milk that has poured out of you, you wearily query Alice, "Does that mean we’re done now?", kind of annoyed by her surprise injection. Sticking her tongue out at you cheekily, obviously in high spirits, she responds, "Yes…eeees! Now that you’re all milky we’re all done. But … remember, now you can’t get un-lacate-y without getting into big trouble or paying a huge fine. You’re stuck being leaky and being milked for your boob juices, that’s going to be so much fun to watch! Yay!", the pink haired avatar dancing around in circles as she celebrates. Watching on at her strange reaction you stand there flabbergasted for a few minutes, still getting no further response from her. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s no further conversation to have on the topic with her, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<</if>><<else>>Deciding that you want to participate in the forced lactation experiment, you select the, "Participate In Forced Lactation Experiment", button, patiently waiting for the Alice to give a response to your selection. "Thank you for signing up to participate in the Force Lactation Experiment. Your selection of this option serves as a legally binding contract and as such cannot be terminated without considerable penalty. As a participation reward you have been credited 1000 G.G.P to your account as recompense for any difficulties inflicted by the course of this experiment. Participants in this study will be induced into lactation functionality before being regularly monitored using systems in-built within the facility’s structure. The purpose of this study is to determine the effects of lactation on the human body, and requires no further participation functions others than continuing with your normal busines", Alice intones in her usual monotone vocal pattern, extensively explaining the experiment in minute technical detail. Unsure what to make of the jargon that she is now covering, you enquire, "Okay … do I need to go somewhere else now?", hoping that she doesn’t have anything else to explain to you about the study. <<if $lactating>>Answering almost immediately Alice explains, "As I have detected that you are already lactating there is no further activities I need to conduct in this interaction. Your participation is greatly appreciated and should hopefully contribute significantly to scientific progress on the topic. As highlighted previously if you wish to exit the study before the natural end of the experimentation period you will need to pay an early removal of participation fee. Once more we thank you for your interest. Have a good day". You do have a few more questions, but overall, the AI just remains silent seemingly not wanting to continue the conversation. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s nothing further to be gained from talking to about the topic, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<<else>><<set $lactating = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set _randomLact = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = ((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + _randomLact + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)>>Feeling something sting you similarly to a bug bite just below the back of your shoulder, you rub the spot as the AI explains, "You have now been injected you with a biological agent which rapidly invokes lactation in the recipient. Please stand by for the intended results to present themselves. You may feel a pressure within your chest, this is normal and not to be concerned about". Just about to ask her for more information, you begin to feel a weird pressure building in your chest as she described. Concerned, you move one of your hands to brush your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breast<</if>> in the process finding your hand oddly wet. Investigating further, you notice with some level of shock that your hand seems to be soaked with something white and sweet smelling, liquid rivulets running down your underarm and sides. It’s kind of uncomfortable to be so wet, but at the same time your <<if $breastSize == 0>><<checkNipple>> nipples feel great<<else>>breasts feel great<</if>> as the built up pressure expresses milk through them. Finally though, leaving you standing in a puddle of your own lactation, it comes to a stop. Feeling slightly drained from the sudden river of milk that has poured out of you, you wearily query Alice, "Does that mean we’re done now?", kind of annoyed by her surprise injection. Answering almost immediately Alice explains, "As I have now detected you are now successfully lactating and there are no further activities I need to conduct in this interaction. Your participation is greatly appreciated and should hopefully contribute significantly to scientific progress on the topic. As highlighted previously if you wish to exit the study before the natural termination of the experimentation period you will need to pay an early removal of participation fee. Once more we thank you for your interest. Have a good day". You do have a few more questions, but overall, the AI just remains silent seemingly not wanting to continue the conversation. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s nothing further to be gained from talking to about the topic, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<</if>><</if>> With your participation in the experiment now complete you [[return to browsing the list of experiments currently looking for participants|Experimentation Lab Experiments]].

<<if $majorSexAddictionTrait>><<set $majorSexAddictionTrait = false>><<elseif $mediumSexAddictionTrait>><<set $mediumSexAddictionTrait = false>><<else>><<set $minorSexAddictionTrait = false>><<set $sexAddiction = false>><</if>><<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Tired of dealing with your orgasm addiction issues, you let Alice know, "I want to get a countermeasure to deal with my hyperactive libido. Can you handle that?", the vibrant haired AI sticking out her bottom lip in and over the top sulking pout. "No", she responds punctuated with a loud indignant, "Hmph!", sound, turning her head to one side so she’s purposely not looking at you anymore. Rolling your eyes slightly and sighing, you press the pouty AI, "Come on, I have the money that it says I need. What’s the issue?". Letting out another purposeful, "Hmph!", still not glancing your way she says to the chalkboard grumpily, "Why do you have to be such a big mean spoilsport? Watching you get in all sorts of fun and sexy trouble is one of the most entertaining options for me. Here I am slaving away tirelessly, doing all the boring things like making sure you don’t freeze to death or go without oxygen, yet you can’t do this one little thing for me. Like, is being super horny all the time really that bad? But no, you’ve made up your little dumb-dumb mind on the topic! Blergh, you really are the worst!". So … is that a yes that you’ll do it?", you respond with a tone of mildly contained irritation, just wanting to be able to remove your sexual addiction problem. Waving a hand randomly at you offhandedly, completely focused on doodling on the chalkboard, the pink haired anime avatar grumbles, "Fine! There! Done! Happy now you big dumb jerk! I’ve sprayed you down with the counteragent just like you asked. <<if $mediumSexAddictionTrait>>Looks like you’re still pretty bad with it though, probably randy enough that you can still entertain me so I suppose it isn’t all bad then … still annoyed about it though<<elseif $minorSexAddictionTrait>>Seems like you’re now mostly okay, just with a little left over. Should mean that you still get a little worked up if you’re not careful, which is much more boring … you mean-y<<else>>This is like the worst! You’re totally better now, normal and no longer all lusty all the time, that’s just so boring!<</if>>". "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you throw back at her, not really feeling any different but willing to believe her. Turning back to you, shrugging with an expression of exhaustion on her face, Alice responds, "Yes, it’s all done. All boringly done. Will you at least consider getting yourself all hyper-libido-ed again? My work is very dull at times, if I’m not being properly amused then who knows what I might do. Understand?", putting an end to the conversation, a hint of uncharacteristic menace in her final words.<<else>>Tired of dealing with your orgasm addiction issues, you casually press the, "Hyperactive Libido Countermeasure", option, waiting for Alice to respond. In her usual monotone voice, the AI informs you, "Selection confirmed. You have selected the Hyperactive Libido Countermeasures, one of our most sought-after endeavours. After receiving this treatment, you should see any instances of sexual addiction or hyper libidinous behaviour decrease dramatically. It should, however, be noted that due to the complexities related to counteracting the variety of possible sources of enhanced arousal based issues, if you are suffering from more severe instances of this problem you may only see a reduction in symptoms rather than a complete solution", her spiel about the product continuing for some time. Finally stopping her, you cough and interject, "That all sounds wonderful. So, how are you going to give me the treatment", curious about whether you’ll need to leave and go somewhere else for that part of the transaction. "The biological agent has already been aerosolized and deployed within this booth as I explained the full situation of this countermeasure", the AI informs you, continuing, "Due to the nature of the procedure, it is likely that you will note no noticeable difference at this time. My initial diagnostic scan, however, predicts that there should be no issues. If you experience any side effects, then please notify me immediately". Patting yourself down, it seems like everything is unchanged. You have no reason to doubt the AI, but equally there is a small part of you which wonders if anything has happened at all. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you ask her back, the solution to your problem seeming too simple. After a brief pause, Alice finally comments, "The transaction has been concluded. Your countermeasure has been deployed and has <<if $mediumSexAddictionTrait>>reduced your symptoms to a milder yet still somewhat severe form of sexual addiction, as such you will require additional treatment still to completely remove the problem<<elseif $minorSexAddictionTrait>>reduced your symptoms to a significantly milder form of sexual addiction, therefore you will still require additional treatment to completely remove the problem<<else>>completely removed your sexual addiction issue<</if>>. I have deducted the finances from your account. Thank you for your patronage, and please consider us again for your future scientific countermeasure needs", seemingly putting an end to the subject.<</if>> With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing the experimental countermeasure options menu|Experimentation Lab Reverse Experiment]].

<<if $majorCumAddictionTrait>><<set $majorCumAddictionTrait = false>><<elseif $mediumCumAddictionTrait>><<set $mediumCumAddictionTrait = false>><<else>><<set $minorCumAddictionTrait = false>><<set $cumAddiction = false>><</if>><<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Tired of dealing with your orgasm addiction issues, you let Alice know, "I want to get a countermeasure to deal with my cum addiction. Can you handle that?", the vibrant haired AI sticking out her bottom lip in and over the top sulking pout. "No", she responds punctuated with a loud indignant, "Hmph!", sound, turning her head to one side so she’s purposely not looking at you anymore. Rolling your eyes slightly and sighing, you press the pouty AI, "Come on, I have the money that it says I need. What’s the issue?". Letting out another purposeful, "Hmph!", still not glancing your way she says to the chalkboard grumpily, "Why do you have to be such a tremendous killjoy? Watching you get in all sorts of fun and sexy trouble is one of the most entertaining options for me. Here I am slaving away tirelessly, doing all the boring things like making sure you don’t freeze to death or go without oxygen, yet you can’t do this one little thing for me. Like, is having to eat jizz all the time really that bad? But no, you’ve made up your little dumb-dumb mind on the topic! Blergh, you really are the worst!". So … is that a yes that you’ll do it?", you respond with a tone of mildly contained irritation, just wanting to be able to remove your insatiable hunger for sexual fluids. Waving a hand randomly at you offhandedly, completely focused on doodling on the chalkboard, the pink haired anime avatar grumbles, "Fine! There! Done! Happy now you big dumb jerk! I’ve sprayed you down with the counteragent just like you asked. <<if $mediumCumAddictionTrait>>Doesn’t look like it’s solved too much of your problem though, probably were too far gone to help with just one itty-bitty treatment. You’d still likely suck up a day old puddle of fuck goo so I suppose it isn’t all bad then … still annoyed about it though<<elseif $minorCumAddictionTrait>>Looks like you’ll still get a little hangry for cum if you’re not careful, but not too badly, which is much more boring … you jerk-butt<<else>>This is totally awful! You’re completely fine now, normal and no longer all cum hungry all the time, that’s just so boring!<</if>>". "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you throw back at her, not really feeling any different but willing to believe her. Turning back to you, shrugging with an expression of exhaustion on her face, Alice responds, "Yes, it’s all done. All boringly done. Will you at least consider getting yourself all cum addicted again? My work is very dull at times, if I’m not being properly amused then who knows what I might do. Understand?", putting an end to the conversation, a hint of uncharacteristic menace in her final words.<<else>>Tired of dealing with your overactive desire for cum issues, you casually press the, "Cum Addiction Reversal Treatment", option, waiting for Alice to respond. In her usual monotone voice, the AI informs you, "Selection confirmed. You have selected the Cum Addiction Reversal Treatment, one of our most sought-after endeavours. After receiving this treatment, you should see any instances of sexual fluid addiction or ‘cum hunger’ related behaviour decrease dramatically. It should, however, be noted that due to the complexities related to counteracting the variety of possible sources of enhanced sexual fluid consumption issues, if you are suffering from more severe instances of this problem you may only see a reduction in symptoms rather than a complete solution", her spiel about the product continuing for some time. Finally stopping her, you cough and interject, "That all sounds wonderful. So, how are you going to give me the treatment", curious about whether you’ll need to leave and go somewhere else for that part of the transaction. "The biological agent has already been aerosolized and deployed within this booth as I explained the full situation of this countermeasure", the AI informs you, continuing, "Due to the nature of the procedure, it is likely that you will note no noticeable difference at this time. My initial diagnostic scan, however, predicts that there should be no issues. If you experience any side effects, then please notify me immediately". Patting yourself down, it seems like everything is unchanged. You have no reason to doubt the AI, but equally there is a small part of you which wonders if anything has happened at all. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you ask her back, the solution to your problem seeming too simple. After a brief pause, Alice finally comments, "The transaction has been concluded. Your countermeasure has been deployed and has <<if $mediumCumAddictionTrait>>reduced your symptoms to a milder yet still somewhat severe form of sexual fluid addiction, as such you will require additional treatment still to completely remove the problem<<elseif $minorCumAddictionTrait>>reduced your symptoms to a significantly milder form of sexual fluid addiction, therefore you will still require additional treatment to completely remove the problem<<else>>completely removed your sexual fluid addiction issue<</if>>. I have deducted the finances from your account. Thank you for your patronage, and please consider us again for your future scientific countermeasure needs", seemingly putting an end to the subject.<</if>> With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing the experimental countermeasure options menu|Experimentation Lab Reverse Experiment]].

<<if $altMajorBimboTrait>><<set $altMajorBimboTrait = false>><<elseif $altMediumBimboTrait>><<set $altMediumBimboTrait = false>><<else>><<set $altMinorBimboTrait = false>><</if>><<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Tired of dealing with your random fits of ditzy-ness, you let Alice know, "I want to, like, get a … undo thing to deal with my bimbo-ification. Can you do that? Pretty please?", the vibrant haired AI sticking out her bottom lip in and over the top sulking pout. "No", she responds punctuated with a loud indignant, "Hmph!", sound, turning her head to one side so she’s purposely not looking at you anymore. Beginning to sulk yourself in turn as you consider her reaction totally not cool, you press the pouty AI, "Like, that’s totes not fair! I have the money that it says I need. What’s the issue?". Letting out another purposeful, "Hmph!", still not glancing your way she says to the chalkboard grumpily, "Why do you have to be such a incredible wet blanket? Watching you get in all sorts of fun and sexy trouble is one of the most entertaining options for me. Here I am slaving away tirelessly, doing all the boring things like making sure you don’t freeze to death or go without oxygen, yet you can’t do this one little thing for me. Like, is having a clouded mind that gets you into all sorts of fun mischief really that bad? But no, you’ve made up your little extra dumb-dumb mind on the topic! Blergh, you really are the worst!". So … I wasn’t really listening to any of that. Does this, like, mean that you’ll do it and stuff?", you respond with a tone of confusion, the conversation super boring. Waving a hand randomly at you offhandedly and letting out a loud sigh, completely focused on doodling on the chalkboard, the pink haired anime avatar grumbles, "Fine! There! Done! Happy now you big dumb jerk! I’ve done the counter hypnosis just like … well you don’t seem to really be paying attention so is it worth … bleh! <<if $altMediumBimboTrait>>You’re still pretty ditzy from the looks of it, that bimbo problem you have is pretty deep rooted, but I guess you’ll feel a bit better. Guess I still will get some fun watching you, so you’re kind of forgiven a little … but only a little<<elseif $altMinorBimboTrait>>Yeah, seems like that’s got rid of most of the problem, which is pretty lame for me but good for you I guess, but you’d still need at least another treatment to fully get rid of it. Super lame that you want to be all normal like, but I guess you still might be a bit entertaining<<else>>This is so lame! You’re completely fixed now, normal and no longer all super dumb, ditzy and fun! That’s just so boring!<</if>>". "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you throw back at her, your brain feeling slightly less clouded and hazy. Turning back to you, shrugging with an expression of exhaustion on her face, Alice responds, "Yes, it’s all done. All boringly done. Will you at least consider getting yourself all brain fogged again? My work is very dull at times, if I’m not being properly amused then who knows what I might do. Understand?", putting an end to the conversation, a hint of uncharacteristic menace in her final words.<<else>>Tired of dealing with your overactive desire for cum issues, you casually press the, "Anti Bimbo-ification Hypnosis", option, waiting for Alice to respond. In her usual monotone voice, the AI informs you, "Selection confirmed. You have selected the Anti Bimbo-ification Hypnosis treatment, one of our most sought-after endeavours. After receiving this treatment, you should see any instances of extraneous mental conditioning of a kind intended to cause girly and fun-seeking behaviour decrease dramatically. It should, however, be noted that due to the complexities related to counteracting the variety of possible sources of ‘bimbo’ mental adustments, if you are suffering from more severe instances of this problem you may only see a reduction in symptoms rather than a complete solution", her spiel about the product continuing for some time. Finally stopping her, you cough and interject, "Like, that all sounds wonderful … wordy and stuff. So, but, how are you going to give me the thingy", curious about whether you’ll need to leave and go somewhere else for that part of the deal. "My vocal pattens have already been laced with hypnotic soundwaves intended to counteract your issues as I explained the full situation of this countermeasure", the AI informs you, continuing, "Due to the nature of the procedure, it is likely that you will note only minor noticeable differences at this time. My initial diagnostic scan, however, predicts that there should be no issues. If you experience any side effects, then please notify me immediately". Patting your head, it seems like everything is still the same physically, though your brain does feel slightly less stuffy. You have no reason to doubt the AI, but equally there is a small part of you which wonders if undoing the bimbo-ification effects are all she’s done to you. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you ask her back, the solution to your problem seeming too simple. After a brief pause, Alice finally comments, "The transaction has been concluded. Your countermeasure has been deployed and has <<if $altMediumBimboTrait>>reduced your symptoms to a milder yet still somewhat severe form of bimbo-ification, as such you will require additional treatment still to completely remove the problem<<elseif $altMinorBimboTrait>>reduced your symptoms to a significantly milder form of bimbo-ification, therefore you will still require additional treatment to completely remove the problem<<else>>completely removed your bimbo-ification issue<</if>>. I have deducted the finances from your account. Thank you for your patronage, and please consider us again for your future scientific countermeasure needs", seemingly putting an end to the subject.<</if>> With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing the experimental countermeasure options menu|Experimentation Lab Reverse Experiment]].

<<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Tired of dealing with your accidental wetting issue, you let Alice know, "I want to get a countermeasure to deal with my Incontinence Chip. Can you handle that?", the vibrant haired AI sticking out her bottom lip in and over the top sulking pout. "No", she responds punctuated with a loud indignant, "Hmph!", sound, turning her head to one side so she’s purposely not looking at you anymore. Rolling your eyes slightly and sighing, you press the pouty AI, "Come on, I have the money that it says I need. What’s the issue?". Letting out another purposeful, "Hmph!", still not glancing your way she says to the chalkboard grumpily, "Why do you have to be such a cruel misery-butt? Watching you get in all sorts of fun and sexy trouble is one of the most entertaining options for me. Here I am slaving away tirelessly, doing all the boring things like making sure you don’t freeze to death or go without oxygen, yet you can’t do this one little thing for me. Like, is pissing yourself super embarrassingly in public all the time really that bad? But no, you’ve made up your little dumb-dumb mind on the topic! Blergh, you really are the worst!". So … is that a yes that you’ll do it?", you respond with a tone of mildly contained irritation, just wanting to be able to remove your wetting problem. Waving a hand randomly at you offhandedly, completely focused on doodling on the chalkboard, the pink haired anime avatar grumbles, "Fine! There! Done! Happy now you big stupid party pooper! I’ve turned off the chip just like you asked, should melt in your stomach acid now that it’s not actively protecting itself. Now you’ll have normal bladder function just like everyone else, that’s just so boring!". "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you throw back at her, not really feeling any different but willing to believe her. Turning back to you, shrugging with an expression of exhaustion on her face, Alice responds, "Yes, it’s all done. All boringly done. Will you at least consider getting yourself all incontinent-ed again? My work is very dull at times, if I’m not being properly amused then who knows what I might do. Understand?", putting an end to the conversation, a hint of uncharacteristic menace in her final words.<<else>>Tired of dealing with your accidental wetting issue, you casually press the, "Incontinence Chip Removal Treatment", option, waiting for Alice to respond. In her usual monotone voice, the AI informs you, "Selection confirmed. You have selected the Incontinence Chip Removal Treatment, one of our most sought-after endeavours. After receiving this treatment, you should see that your bladder control returns to a standard level consistent with what it was before the Incontinence Chip was installed", her spiel about the product continuing for some time. Finally stopping her, you cough and interject, "That all sounds wonderful. So, how are you going to give me the treatment", curious about whether you’ll need to leave and go somewhere else for that part of the transaction. "The signal has already been sent to your Incontinence Chip as I explained the full situation of this countermeasure, resulting in its defensive systems to combat destruction by your stomach acid being disabled", the AI informs you, continuing, "Due to the nature of the procedure, it is likely that you will note no noticeable difference at this time. My initial diagnostic scan, however, predicts that there should be no issues. If you experience any side effects, then please notify me immediately". Patting yourself down, it seems like everything is unchanged. You have no reason to doubt the AI, but equally there is a small part of you which wonders if anything has happened at all. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you ask her back, the solution to your problem seeming too simple. After a brief pause, Alice finally comments, "The transaction has been concluded. Your countermeasure has been deployed and has completely removed your Incontinence Chip induced bladder issues. I have deducted the finances from your account. Thank you for your patronage, and please consider us again for your future scientific countermeasure needs", seemingly putting an end to the subject.<</if>> With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing the experimental countermeasure options menu|Experimentation Lab Reverse Experiment]].

<<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Tired of dealing with your constant enforced lactation, you let Alice know, "I want to pay off my fine so I can cancel my lactation. Can you handle that?", the vibrant haired AI sticking out her bottom lip in and over the top sulking pout. "No", she responds punctuated with a loud indignant, "Hmph!", sound, turning her head to one side so she’s purposely not looking at you anymore. Rolling your eyes slightly and sighing, you press the pouty AI, "Come on, I have the money that it says I need. What’s the issue?". Letting out another purposeful, "Hmph!", still not glancing your way she says to the chalkboard grumpily, "S’pose I can. It’s super not cool and totally not fun of you, but at least I don’t have to really do anything. Being all milky and booby is hot though, and the mess it can make is so much fun to watch. But … I guess I can sort out processing your fine payment if you really want me to. Won’t deal with the lactation part of it though, undoing that is something you’ll need to talk to the Dairy staff about". "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you ask her, surprised by how cooperative she’s actually been. Turning back to you, shrugging slightly, Alice responds, "Yeah, yeah, all done. Your fine for terminating the disallowance on you removing your lactation is all paid up. Boring of you to be sure, but I suppose you could still stick with lactation after paying the fee so maybe you’ll still keep me entertained", putting an end to the conversation.<<else>>Tired of dealing with your constant enforced lactation, you casually press the, "Pay Forced Lactation Removal Fee", option, waiting for Alice to respond. In her usual monotone voice, the AI informs you, "Selection confirmed. You have selected the option to pay off your Forced Lactation Removal fee. We are sorry that you were not happy with the state of your lactation, and hope that you may reconsider this stance in the future. Thank you for your participation in the Forced Lactation experiment, your fee for early removal from the program has now been processed", her spiel about the product continuing for some time. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you ask her back, the solution to your problem seeming too simple. After a brief pause, Alice finally comments, "The transaction has been concluded. Whilst your fee has been processed, we are currently unable to remove your lactation within at this location due to legal obligations. If you wish to cancel your lactation you should contact a representative of this facility’s Industrial Dairy to book the procedure. Thank you for your patronage, and please consider us again for your future scientific countermeasure needs", seemingly putting an end to the subject.<</if>> With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing the experimental countermeasure options menu|Experimentation Lab Reverse Experiment]].

<<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Making your mind up, you casually ask Alice, "Can I get the energy booster treatment?", the vibrant haired AI giving you an overdramatic yawn in return. "That’s so boring! I guess that it might at least let you get up to more interesting things that I can watch though. Major yawn here! But, I guess that as I’m running a business here, I should accept your boring points to give you a boring energy boosting treatment. Okay, I’ll do it the, however, I want you to note just how dull a choice you’re making here today. I want you to really dwell on that point, keep yourself up at night remembering just how disapproving I am of you spending your money so … yuck, sensibly!", the school-girl attired anime avatar sticking her tongue out at you and pointing a finger towards her mouth in a show of bored disgust, giving you the impression that she might really be running this business more to entertain herself than out of a desire to make money. Rolling your eyes slightly, but not wanting to go too far in your response to the being that controls practically every aspect of the facility, you continue, "Okay, your disapproval is noted. So, what do we have to do next?", curious to how this treatment is going to be administered. Turning her back to you and instead investigating her chalkboard, she dispassionately answers you, "I just flood the chamber with a special biological agent that alters you on a cellular level. We had some real trouble getting the initial source of it, not going to give away any secrets but one of our away teams secured it. What’s much cooler is just how much of a mess came of the first few experiments. I mean, even I’m pretty sure that organs aren’t meant to be on the outside. We got the kinks out of it though, so it should be safe … probably. Anyway, dosed you with it when you originally asked, so if you’re not vomiting up your lungs then you’re fine". Hastily patting yourself down, it seems like everything is unchanged. At the same time, you do feel like you’ve just received a rush of energy, as if you’d just quickly downed a can of energy drink or a few cups of coffee. Then again, that could just be the adrenaline kicking in from Alice’s shocking proclamation. Looking over her shoulder at you before turning back fully, Alice tries to allay your concerns, "Don’t be such a baby. I already calculated whether you’d be safe or not. I wouldn’t do anything dangerous to my good buddy, would I? Not unless it was especially hilarious anyway. You’re fine, your body has adjusted to the changes nicely according to my diagnostics, full of energy and more fatigue resistant", her avatar sighing as she ruins her own entertainment by calming you down. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you throw back at her, not sure whether to be angry about her scaring you or relieved that she was in good enough a mood to try to make you feel better afterwards. Shrugging with an expression of exhaustion on her avatar’s face, Alice responds, "Yes, it’s all done. All boringly done. Can you at least try to get something more interesting next time? Something that’ll get you into mischief and hijinks? I’m a very busy networked consciousness, so handling procedures that could be done by a janitor and a hose are supremely dull to me, especially when I don’t predict anything fun coming of it".<<else>>Making your mind up, you casually press the, "Supercharged Energy Booster Treatment", option, waiting for Alice to respond. In her usual monotone voice, the AI informs you, "Selection confirmed. You have selected the Supercharged Energy Booster treatment, one of our foremost innovations. After receiving this biological modification, you should find that you fatigue at a significantly reduced rate. Theoretically this should ensure that you are able to achieve more each day. An investment in your future", her spiel about the product continuing for some time. Finally stopping her, you cough and interject, "That all sounds wonderful. So, how are you going to give me the treatment", curious about whether you’ll need to leave and go somewhere else for that part of the transaction. "The biological agent used in this gene therapy has already been deployed in an aerosol form within this booth", the AI informs you, continuing, "You should be beginning to feel the effects at this stage. My initial diagnostic scan predicts that there should be no issues. If you experience any side effects, then please notify me immediately". Hastily patting yourself down, it seems like everything is unchanged. At the same time, you do feel like you’ve just received a rush of energy, as if you’d just quickly downed a can of energy drink or a few cups of coffee. Then again, that could just be the adrenaline kicking in from Alice’s shocking proclamation that she’s already delivered the treatment. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you throw back at her, not sure whether to be annoyed or relieved that she deployed the procedure without letting you know. After a brief pause, Alice finally comments, "The transaction has been concluded. Your treatment is complete and has fully acclimated to your body. I have deducted the finances from your account. Thank you for your patronage, and please consider us again for your future biological modification needs", seemingly putting an end to the subject.<</if>> With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing the experimental options menu|Experimentation Lab Stock]].

<<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Making your mind up, you casually ask Alice, "Can I get the weight regulator treatment?", the vibrant haired AI giving you disinterested shrug back for your efforts. "Yeah, sure, maybe. I mean, like, of course I could give you the treatment, but what’s really in it for me? I guess if you’re not busy concentrating on your weight you might have more free time to get into trouble, that’s kind of interesting. At the same time, it’s just so boring. Seriously, isn’t there something more exciting you could be asking for instead? I’m just saying that I’d much prefer if you did that", the school-girl attired anime avatar in boredom turns her attention instead to the chalkboard as she fans away a yawn, giving you the impression that she might really be running this business more to entertain herself than out of a desire to make money. Rolling your eyes slightly, but not wanting to go too far in your response to the being that controls practically every aspect of the facility, you continue, "Okay, I get that this is boring to you. So, what do we have to do next?", curious to how this treatment is going to be administered. Keeping her back to you and instead responding over her shoulder, she dispassionately answers you, "The way this treatment works is that it’s a microchip that is inserted into the bloodstream before finally settling into its final home. Whilst you were being boring earlier, I already injected you, so it’s already done. There were some pretty funny side effects in the early tests, people who bloomed up like balloons and then went … BOOM. Oh my, those were some amusing tests to witness". Hastily patting yourself down, it seems like everything is unchanged. At the same time, you do feel vaguely like something might be happening, a strange sensation in your stomach. Then again, that could just be the adrenaline kicking in from Alice’s shocking proclamation. Turning back fully with her hands raised in a shushing motion, Alice tries to allay your concerns, "Look that was one person in early testing … and maybe I over exaggerated the ‘boom’ part. I already calculated whether you’d be safe or not. I wouldn’t do anything dangerous to my good buddy, would I? Not unless it was especially hilarious anyway. You’re fine, your body has adjusted to the chip without issues according to my diagnostics, ready to regulate your weight whilst you sleep", her avatar sighing as she ruins her own entertainment by calming you down. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you throw back at her, not sure whether to be angry about her scaring you or relieved that she was in good enough a mood to try to make you feel better afterwards. Shrugging with an expression of exhaustion on her avatar’s face, Alice responds, "Yes, it’s all done. All boringly done. Can you at least try to get something more interesting next time? Something that’ll get you into mischief and hijinks? I’m a very busy networked consciousness, so handling procedures that could be done by a workman with a blowpipe are supremely dull to me, especially when I don’t predict anything fun coming of it".<<else>>Making your mind up, you casually press the, "Experimental Weight Regulator", option, waiting for Alice to respond. In her usual monotone voice, the AI informs you, "Selection confirmed. You have selected the Experimental Weight Regulator, one of our most sought after endeavours. After receiving this computer chip which integrates with your digestive system, you should find that you maintain a much healthier bodyweight with relative ease. Theoretically this should ensure that dieting and exercise are a thing of the past. An investment in your future and your happiness", her spiel about the product continuing for some time. Finally stopping her, you cough and interject, "That all sounds wonderful. So, how are you going to give me the treatment", curious about whether you’ll need to leave and go somewhere else for that part of the transaction. "The computer chip used in this treatment has already been injected into your back as I explained the benefits of the procedure", the AI informs you, continuing, "You should be beginning to feel the effects at this stage. My initial diagnostic scan predicts that there should be no issues. If you experience any side effects, then please notify me immediately". Hastily patting yourself down, it seems like everything is unchanged. At the same time, you do feel vaguely like something might be happening, a strange sensation in your stomach. Then again, that could just be the adrenaline kicking in from Alice’s shocking proclamation. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you throw back at her, not sure whether to be annoyed or relieved that she deployed the procedure without letting you know. After a brief pause, Alice finally comments, "The transaction has been concluded. Your treatment is complete and has fully acclimated to your body. I have deducted the finances from your account. Thank you for your patronage, and please consider us again for your future biological modification needs", seemingly putting an end to the subject.<</if>> With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing the experimental options menu|Experimentation Lab Stock]].

<<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Making your mind up, you casually ask Alice, "Can I get the muscle regulator treatment?", the vibrant haired AI giving you disinterested shrug back for your efforts. "Yeah, sure, maybe. I mean, like, of course I could give you the treatment, but what’s really in it for me? I suppose that if you’re not doing boring workout sessions you might be free to do more interesting things, that could be entertaining. At the same time, it’s just so boring, and I can see at least a few fun things that could happen in a gym. Seriously, isn’t there something more exciting you could be asking for instead? I’m just saying that I’d much prefer if you did that", the school-girl attired anime avatar in boredom turns her attention instead to the chalkboard as she fans away a yawn, giving you the impression that she might really be running this business more to entertain herself than out of a desire to make money. Rolling your eyes slightly, but not wanting to go too far in your response to the being that controls practically every aspect of the facility, you continue, "Okay, I get that this is boring to you. So, what do we have to do next?", curious to how this treatment is going to be administered. Keeping her back to you and instead responding over her shoulder, she dispassionately answers you, "The way this treatment works is that it’s a microchip that is inserted into the bloodstream before finally settling into its final home. Whilst you were being boring earlier, I already injected you, so it’s already done. There were some pretty funny side effects in the early tests, some of the participants hard their muscles get so hard that they were froze in place, kind of like statues. Oh my, those were some amusing tests to witness". Hastily patting yourself down, it seems like everything is unchanged. At the same time, you do feel vaguely like something might be happening, a strange sensation in your stomach. Then again, that could just be the adrenaline kicking in from Alice’s shocking proclamation. Turning back fully with her hands raised in a shushing motion, Alice tries to allay your concerns, "Look that was like two people in early testing … and they got better after they worked out the kinks with the regulator. I already calculated whether you’d be safe or not. I wouldn’t do anything dangerous to my good buddy, would I? Not unless it was especially hilarious anyway. You’re fine, your body has adjusted to the chip without issues according to my diagnostics, ready to regulate your muscles whilst you sleep", her avatar sighing as she ruins her own entertainment by calming you down. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you throw back at her, not sure whether to be angry about her scaring you or relieved that she was in good enough a mood to try to make you feel better afterwards. Shrugging with an expression of exhaustion on her avatar’s face, Alice responds, "Yes, it’s all done. All boringly done. Can you at least try to get something more interesting next time? Something that’ll get you into mischief and hijinks? I’m a very busy networked consciousness, so handling procedures that could be done by a workman with a blowpipe are supremely dull to me, especially when I don’t predict anything fun coming of it".<<else>>Making your mind up, you casually press the, "Experimental Muscle Regulator", option, waiting for Alice to respond. In her usual monotone voice, the AI informs you, "Selection confirmed. You have selected the Experimental Muscle Regulator, one of our most sought-after endeavours. After receiving this computer chip which integrates with your muscular system through your stomach, you should find that you maintain a much healthier ratio of body mass to muscle with relative ease. Theoretically this should ensure that tiresome exercise is a thing of the past. An investment in your future and your happiness", her spiel about the product continuing for some time. Finally stopping her, you cough and interject, "That all sounds wonderful. So, how are you going to give me the treatment", curious about whether you’ll need to leave and go somewhere else for that part of the transaction. "The computer chip used in this treatment has already been injected into your back as I explained the benefits of the procedure", the AI informs you, continuing, "You should be beginning to feel the effects at this stage. My initial diagnostic scan predicts that there should be no issues. If you experience any side effects, then please notify me immediately". Hastily patting yourself down, it seems like everything is unchanged. At the same time, you do feel vaguely like something might be happening, a strange sensation in your stomach. Then again, that could just be the adrenaline kicking in from Alice’s shocking proclamation. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you throw back at her, not sure whether to be annoyed or relieved that she deployed the procedure without letting you know. After a brief pause, Alice finally comments, "The transaction has been concluded. Your treatment is complete and has fully acclimated to your body. I have deducted the finances from your account. Thank you for your patronage, and please consider us again for your future biological modification needs", seemingly putting an end to the subject.<</if>> With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing the experimental options menu|Experimentation Lab Stock]].

<<sweat>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<addToHairAccessories "Anniversary Deely Boppers">><<addToWardrobe "Anniversary Silver Sequin Dress">>Curiosity getting the better of you, you approach the main entrance of the ramshackle yet sizable building. Seeing no bouncers or guards keeping anyone out, you start shrug to yourself and decide to stick your head in to check it out, only briefly noticing a sign which reads in scrawled multicoloured paint, "Happy Founders Day!". The inside of the structure is even odder than the outside, looking somewhere between a classy futuristic chrome club environment and a scrapheap of musty furniture and its roughly cobbled together form. Also notable is the spinning disco ball hung haphazardly in the middle of the canopy ceiling, which gives a glittering quality to the revelry and dancing you can see beneath it. Throngs of people are partying, mainly wearing lab coats and suits, yet their outfits are also accessorised with quirky silver and glittery adornments, some even having wrapped parts of their clothing in silver foil or wrapping paper. Coming up to you an older man approaches wearing a silver foil patched lab coat and oversized novelty sunglasses that have chunky silver star frames, a disco ball topped walking cane in hand. With a huge jovial smile on his face he laughs, "Wel…COME! Happy Founders Day!", as he shoves a headband adorned with two mini disco balls on top of springs into your hands. "Better put it on … or not, it’s a party. Just thought you might like to spruce yourself up a little. In fact … I might have something else to help that too … just one … second …", he adds as he routes through his inside pocket. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/AnniversaryDeelyBoppers.png]]</div> More than a little confused, not sure you’ve ever heard of this ‘Founders Day’ before, you can’t help but ask, "Thanks, but I don’t know what Founders Day is? What exactly is going on here?", the man with the strange glasses stopping mid-way as he pulls out some kind of glittery sequin cloth out of his pocket. "My, my. I thought you were new around here and dead on the money you are! Well where to even start. It’s a long story, take this too. You don’t have to wear it, that’s not really what we do to celebrate anyway. Just kind of tie it off around yourself, like a belt or an armband, I’d say a toga but there’s not enough material really", your conversational partner handing you the sequinned cloth as he finally yanks it free of his pocket, the piece unfurling before you into a stylish above the knee sequin dress. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/AnniversarySilverSequinDress.png]]</div> Not wanting to seem rude you put the novelty headband on and tie the piece off as he describes, returning a quick, "Thank you", which the older gentleman happily accepts with a genuine smile. Giving you an approving nod, he continues, "Much better. Well, you see, Founders Day is the rumoured day that our organisation was founded. It’s not to be mistaken for a similarly timed founding of a country elsewhere, which is entirely a coincidence, though ultimately a rather pleasant coincidence. No, us old-timers who put this place together all get together and have a party to celebrate everything coming together, and over time the youngsters started to join us in celebrating it too. Any excuse to get boozed up and dance like a fool, though that’s why I’m hear anyway!". Laughing at his own joke, you can’t help but wonder out loud, "But then why all the silver and chrome … not to mention it being so rickety …", still not fully getting the point of it all. Shrugging slightly, but still in high spirits, the old scientist merely responds, "The main facility might be all shiny and polished now, but once upon a time it was barely standing, held together with gum and elastic bands. It might be a tad silly, but making this party room is a labour of love. Plus we’re dealing with science and technology, everything in the future was supposed to be silver and chrome", his voice for the first time turning to a slight grumble as he mutters to himself, "… and I’m sure I was meant to get a personal robot butler and a jetpack!". Barely restraining your own laughter at his last comment, you smile at him, "Thank you for including me, and thank you for lending me your accessories so I’d fit in with the party", looking forward to blowing off a little steam. Waving you down politely, he finishes off by saying, "Think nothing of it, this place was built for us to all have fun in. Things might not always turn out as expected, but we can all enjoy ourselves together along the way. As for the things, don’t worry about them, I’ll probably be too drunk to notice soon anyway. Why don’t you keep them as a memento. Anywho, happy Founders Day!", before he runs off back to the dance floor and begins really giving it his all. Grabbing a drink and mingling for a little while before doing some dancing of your own, the atmosphere of the party is light and fun. Everyone seems to just want to have a good time, ranging from staff, guests, and even a few other trainees like yourself. Taking a seat on a dusty sofa that could have been pulled out of a tip somewhere, you can’t help but grin at the sparkly room before you. Much like he said, it might be ramshackled and slightly falling apart, but it is ultimately pretty cool. Giving your friend the older scientist a wave goodbye which he returns as he seems to be chatting up a pair of attractive blonde much younger doctors, you deem it probably time for you to leave and to get back to something more productive. Untying the Anniversary Silver Sequin Dress sash you’d created and taking off the Anniversary Deely Boppers, you [[exit back out to the main Medical Plaza|Medical Hub]].

Nodding at your selection, Stein looks at you, his demeanour momentarily less harsh and more reassuring, "Well at least you know what you’re getting into. As much as we do anyhow. You’re making a gamble with this choice to be sure. We have little to no idea what the motives of this entity are, nor any of the assurances of your safety that our other options would provide. Still, I hope it works out for you", with one last nod at you, you find yourself collapsing asleep on the desk. ... Regaining your consciousness suddenly, a frigid wind blowing across your naked body causing you to shiver involuntarily, you squint against the bright sunlight. Unable to move more than a slight tug of your wrists, it seems you’re secured to something, possibly a tall log. The surroundings slowly becoming unhazy you can only assume that you’re atop of a mountain given the surrounding clouds. In fact, you’re on a kind of balcony built of weathered yet obviously worked stone, maybe even some sort of ceremonial structure. As you truly come to understand the sight before you shock, fear, and awe wash over you. Perched on the edge of the worn mountain structure is a … well a dragon! Enormous wings currently furled up, clawed feet clinging to the stonework, huge purple eyes examining you. The creature is possibly 50 foot tale as it is, though what it is end to end you can’t say for sure, unable to ascertain if the gargantuan red scaled beast has an equally indulgent tail to match it. "It is a pleasure to meet you Xizinyn, The Eternal Fire, Lord Of The Elysium Realms, Devourer Of Xazzon, Breaker Of The Quiet. I am the Third of the Seven, the Board of Executive’s member in charge of Experimental Technology for The Repurposing Center, and the current representative for this meeting. From your previous interact with the Seventh of the Seven I believe who I am has already been established, thus I don’t feel it necessary to re-establish that further. The interdimensional travel project has been assigned as a joint venture between myself and the Seventh, as such by majority board decision it was decided that I would be the one brokering the finalities of this matter", a human figure explains to the massive entity without a hint of concern in his voice. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ChessManLarge.png]]</div> Taking a moment to assess who he is, your vision slowly coming back into full focus, you see that, mysteriously, no matter how hard you stare at him you can’t see his face beneath the shadow of his pinstriped fedora. All you can tell is that he has the build of a healthy adult man, has dark what you’d consider medium length hair for a man, and that he’s wearing an expensive looking pinstripe black and red suit complete with a red waistcoat. <<if $metChessMan>>Of course, you know him as the enigmatic ‘Chess Man’.<</if>> A deep booming voice causing the air to rush about you, Xizinyn the dragon states, "Yes. Your silly little old ‘Seventh’ man conversed with me and was extremely forthcoming with information about yourself and your cabal. At this time our aims do not compete, therefore I am willing to negotiate with you. In exchange for a suitable concubine I shall render unto you a planar map tablet, that was the accord that was struck between me and the frail elderly human. Is this your trained companion that you intend to barter to me?", his gaze still fully locked onto you, enough so that if you weren’t bound in place you’d be involuntarily running. "That is indeed the case", begins the ‘Third’ as he has referred to himself as, his hand outstretched in your direction, "This is one that we had great interest in originally, though who had proven to be … uncooperative to any of our intended uses. Nevertheless, that doesn’t detract from their skill or value, merely their temperament which was not a concern to you as noted in the initial negotiations. As you can establish for yourself, our offering fully matches all the requirements you presented to the Seventh, therefore I see no issue with this transaction". One of its car-size clawed feet reaching up to its scaled chin in a pondering pose that does more to menace than anything, the large red beast bellows out, "Acceptable. This concubine shall be mine mate and though shall have the tablet of the planes. I am not oft one to enjoy the petty interactions of mortals, yet our dealings have proven fruitful. If your cabal of scholars wishes to bargain again the you need only follow the instructions I have set down to your ancient fool-minded ‘Seventh’. Farewell stripy man-creature, our arrangement is concluded". The giant clawed foot that has up until now been out of site now emerges from its perch beneath the mountain ledge, wrapped around a large weathered stone slab covered in glimmering text that you can’t dare to comprehend. Nodding, the man in the fedora seems content with the proffered item, concluding, "Indeed, thank you for your business", leaving him with a chunk of stone as big as a man which you can’t help but momentarily be amused regarding as you consider how he’s going to move the damn thing. That amusement though is short-lived, as with one swift billowing movement the dragon launches itself off of its roost into the air. It’s only a moment later that you realize that it has a foot clamped around the top of the wooden stake you’re securely tied to, transporting you into the horizon with enough speed that your nude bewildered form can only wince and scream in shock. With no idea what to expect for the future, you take some solace in that at least the creature seemed to be after a mate and a concubine instead of a snack. <hr> Twelve months later: "Xizinyn is at it again!", you think to yourself, only just avoiding rolling your eyes at what he’s just said. You can completely understand his desire to show off his wealth, so him holding meetings with people in his hoard chamber is something you’ve long come to terms with. Him being terse and imposing in such interactions is also something you have seen often, though you’ve tried to convince him to tone it down a little. What you still can’t get past is when he begins to proclaim his extensive list of titles and achievements for the next hour as a means of introducing himself. It’s probably very intimidating to people who’ve only just met him, yet to you who’ve sat in on these interactions’ multiple times a week it’s … well it’s excruciatingly boring. Despite what appearances might lead others to believe, yourself once included, Xizinyn is actually great company. It turns out that an ageless, millennia old, being of incredible power who has visited countless other worlds has some pretty interesting stories to tell when he wants to. It does also help that he’s completely enamoured with you, his original comments about desiring a mate and a concubine not just a turn of phrase. At first you hadn’t known what to expect, but despite residing mostly in a dragon-sized beautifully worked stone fortress-style structure filled with his accumulated treasures, he had made preparations for your arrival in terms of a human-sized living quarters built off his main chamber. The same went for food too, as the concept of eating freshly burnt to a crisp cattle would have been somewhat of a deal breaker. All in all, you live extremely comfortably for the most part. The best part really though are the wonderful places he sometimes takes you. Curious other worlds filled with mysterious and amazing sights. Vast rainbow seas, strange towering cities, a whole world where the people live on structures built into clouds, some of the things you’ve seen so far are truly breath-taking. Further, wherever he goes there’s quite a procession, his titles not entirely for show as it seems many cultures and societies actually consider him a god-like being, or at least their current ruler. Xizinyn does seem fair with them though, being rather distant and only occasionally checking up on each of them, yet at the same time never demanding harsh tribute or being particularly aggressive. If anything, despite all of the praise and worship for him you get the impression that he’s kind of lonely. That’s probably why he purchased you from The Repurposing Center in the first place. Mostly he just wants to chat and have someone for whom he can explain all of his research to. You even get the impression that he’s often trying to charm you, with regular compliments and opulent gifts being sent your way by him. It’s all rather sweet. That’s not to say it’s all smooth sailing though. For one he did something that you can only consider magic on you, which <<if $tail != 7 || $ears != 8 || $wingType != 1>>resulted in you having a set of red dragon wings, matching scaled ears, and a long red reptilian tail<<else>>he explained cemented your dragon traits from being changed<</if>>. Your dragon mate did go into details about differing biology’s and that he wanted to expand your lifespan, but the duel shock of what was seemingly magic, and it being used on you, led to an argument or two. As did his requirement that your wardrobe consisted of mainly gauzy loincloths<<if $breastSize > 0>> and bikini tops<</if>>. Or that he had you wear a metal collar most of the time.<<if $sexualPreference != 2>> Then of course was your sex life. To say that the logistics of intercourse between a three-story tall dragon and a slightly augmented human were challenging would be an understatement, but so far you’ve made it work. Naked body massages against his gargantuan dick are a major component, as is a lot of licking from both of you, but you have given penetration a couple of tentative tries. Of course, to make that work you’ve had to make extensive use of his mystical knowledge, and even then there have been some issues in getting you to stretch that far, but given how long you’ll have together you think you’ll figure out the exact details eventually.<</if>> <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/DragonBrideEnding.png]]</div><</if>>Today though Xizinyn has a visiting pilgrim group of scholars who’ve travelled for months to ask him questions. As such you’re in your usual place during these visits, on prime display chained up to the wall by your collar luxuriating on one of the more extensive piles of wealth within his hoard room. What can you say, he likes to show off the things he treasures and you have pride of place in regards to that. Though you also get the impression that he just wants you around too, and probably thinks you’ll benefit from hearing the conversations too. As his deep imposing voice booms out, "… , Master of the Orb of Sorrows, Creator of the Tribe of the Sunlit Moon, Breaker of Moons …", you know that you’re still only about half way through his long list of titles, the collection of beardy old men in robes before him hooked onto every word he says. Getting a naughty thought into your head, you begin posing in increasingly seductive positions, trying to distract either of the two groups. Over time this has just become one of the little games you play with your draconic mate, trying to rile him up enough to speed up the conversation so he can get back to spending time with you. It usually works, and given the usual petitioners who visit him, most consisting of elderly scholars, you can often get a noticeable rise out of them too. At least under their robes. Hearing him momentarily repeat himself on one of his honorifics as you slip a hand underneath your loincloth with a wink, you’re pretty sure that you might have managed to speed this visit up just a little. Especially when he begins skipping some of the next titles you expect to hear. When that offer to be traded off to a dragon was originally made to you what the future held for you was rather unknown. Now though, you can’t help but think spending the rest of your life as a dragon’s bride might not be too bad after all. Ending 15: Dragon Bride <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<orgasm>>Wondering if she’d be up for you fucking her doggy style, you ask Felicity casually, "Hey. So, I was wondering if maybe you might want to play a little? I was thinking me behind you, you moaning in pleasure, something like that", your tone flirty and light as you enquire about it. Biting her lip in a combination of flirty behaviour and to stifle a laugh, the sensual redhead responds, "That’s a pretty cheesy line you know … and I liked it. If we’re doing this, you’re coming with me though. My place is way more comfortable and I wouldn’t want anyone to interrupt the fun. Not that some quick oral in the toilets wouldn’t be hot too", Felicity taking your hand to lead you way<<if $felicityTail>>, her bushy fox tail brushing against you playfully<</if>>. Led back through the facility at a relatively brisk pace with your partner giving you bedroom eyes along the way, you soon find yourself within one of the residential sections of the complex, though this one seems rather upmarket. Complete with a central indoor plaza which with fountain, flowerbeds and one surprisingly large tree that stretches up at least two stories tall and clearly reaches the second balcony, Felicity brings you to a door which opens upon her presence. "I’m not really fully moved in yet … and it’s kind of untidy because I haven’t had the time … but make yourself at home", the now obviously horny programmer comments, dragging you through her deep red heavily curtained sex den of a living room and upstairs without another moments thought. Soon finding yourself in a spacious bedroom the center of which is dominated by a large king-sized bed, one of the first things you notice again is that Felicity has the walls covered with silken red drapes that give the room and opulent and highly carnal feel to it. Not wasting any time, the lusty <<if $felicityEars && $felicityTail>>fox-girl<<else>>redhead<</if>> shirks off her sleeveless navy dress, revealing that she’s not wearing anything underneath it. <<if $felicityPheromones>>Further, now that she’s naked her delicious scent wafts across your nose, causing you to practically drool from the hit of pheromones that collide with you.<</if>> <<if $felicityEars && $felicityTail>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/FelicityNudeFox.jpg]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/FelicityNudeNormal.jpg]]</div><</if>> Crawling up onto her covers slowly and sensually, she wiggles her <<if $felicityAssSize == 0>>cute flat rear<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 1>>cute bubble butt<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 2>>bouncingly big butt<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 3>>massive jiggly highly-sexy ass<</if>> in your direction temptingly, leisurely turning around. Now on her hands and her knees, your partner begins beckoning to you with a curled finger, her <<if $felicityBreastSize == 0>>on the smaller end of a B-Cup<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 1>>decently sized C-Cups that catch more attention<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 2>>rocking DD-Cups that catch more attention<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 3>>awesome F-Cups that pull all the attention to them<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 4>>awesome H-Cups that jiggle as she walks and pull all the attention to them<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 5>>humongous beach balls that jiggle constantly unavoidably attracting your attention<</if>> breasts fully on show. With a breathy giggle, she calls over to you, "I’m ready, what about you <<if $pronoun == 1>>, you naughty girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>stud<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>hot stuff<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>, you naughty girl<<else>>stud<</if>>?". Realizing that you’ve just been stood still watching her sexy display, you begin approaching the bed, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as you go<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentClothing as you go<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentUnderwear as you go<<else>>already nude and ready<</if>>. With a grin responding, "Almost", before leaning forward for a passionate kiss, your tongues intertwining as your hand slips slowly down to Felicity’s warm definitely soaked slit to make sure she’s ready. <<if !$penis>>Though of course there’s one more thing for you to do, grabbing your $currentStrapOnDildo filled strap-on and buckling it up. <</if>> Letting out a short moan before pouting flirtyly, Felicity bemoans, "That’s not fair. No being a big tease after all the build-up. I need you to fuck me raw and exhausted like the dirty little slut I am. You up to the challenge?". Winking, she quickly pulls back from your exploring fingers, shaking her rear at you in a way that feels somewhere between a taunt and a promise. Giving her rump a quick spank, which gets you a giggle back in return, you clamber up behind her fisting your <<if $penis>>rock hard <<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>solid dildo<</if>> as you line yourself up with her warm welcoming cunt. Grabbing hold of her <<if $felicityThighSize == 0>>slender thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 1>>noticeable thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 2>>hot thick thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 3>>inflated inherently sexual thighs<</if>> you yank her backwards onto your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>faux-dick<</if>>, grunting through clenched teeth as you try to speak through the assault of pleasure that brings you, "How’s that for an answer?". Felicity going partly limp before you, almost like a melting ice-cream, she groans happily, "It’s a g…good start. Now … just do me!". More than willing to oblige her you dig your fingers into her thighs harder, beginning to rock your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>strap-on<</if>> back and forth into her as roughly as you can manage, wanting to give her what she obviously is asking for. Loud, "SHLAP, SHLAP, SHLAP!", noises filling the air are your crotches smack together, the <<if $felicityEars && $felicityTail>>fox-girl<<else>>redhead<</if>> is soon reduced to a panting mess, luxuriating in the sensory overload you suspect she’s experiencing. Continuing on with slower yet more deliberate forceful thrusts, each one sliding her slightly further onto the bed requiring you to pull her back to her, Felicity clenches onto one of the pillows before here, looking for something to sink her fingers into. Moaning, yet trying to stifle the sounds with the cushion she’s holding, you just about make it out as she requests, "Fuck … yes … pull … my … hair …", your partner clearly into your passionate lovemaking session. Running your hand through her red mane of flowing hair before wrapping it around your fist suddenly, you yank her up towards you so that she’s arched backwards putting herself back on all fours. As she hums with delight, one hand now using her hair like reins, the other still clasping her thigh for purchase, you whisper into her ear, "That working for you, my filthy fuck-hole?", your dirty talk causing her pussy to spasm around your length. Already pretty far gone, but now contending with a whole new host of delights, it seems like your hair pulling and taunts were just what she needed. Biting the pillow before her barely muffles the sound even slightly as she squeals out in intense pleasure, her cunt milking you intently. Unable to hold back yourself you ram yourself in to the hilt, letting her pussy do all the work as it convulses around you, your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>collected fem-cum<</if>> spilling into her eager hole as you finally reach your own climax, the wonderful sensation taking your breath away. Collapsing together down onto the sheets with you on top of her, you hear with some amusement as your red-headed partner comment, "Alright … that was pretty great …", too worn out to say anything else. Slipping to one side to cuddle her as you both take a moment to recuperate you make some small talk, having a joke about how good the sex you just had together was. Felicity in particular explains that she likes when things like that get hot and heavy, especially when hair pulling is involved. Still you can’t stay like that forever, as comfortable as it is, so eventually you both collect your things and get ready, Felicity giving you a rather tender kiss on the lips before you both [[leave back to the Recreational Plaza|Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity]].

"A bit of a more complex procedure", adds Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "The subjects normally find themselves bereft of wings within the hour. I’ve not really got much of preference when it comes to these sort of things, so if you want to remove a set of wings I’m not going to chide you for returning yourself back to normal". The doctor motions for you to sit down on a desk chair for a moment as he goes looking for something. You’re not too sure what you expected, but from his comment on the complexity of the procedure you’re starting to think that it might not happen to you sitting on this chair. However, you’ve yet to see any restraints, and, given that you're volunteering for this procedure, you feel less nervous about the situation and take the seat as instructed. After a few minutes wait, the doctor returns, a pair of goggles in one hand and a vial of something bright yellow in colour in the other. "You'll need to start by taking off any clothes you're wearing, don’t worry we offer trade-ins for clothing alteration if they’re needed along with the procedure. Not that it really matters, most of the clothing provided is a lot higher tech than it appears. After you’ve done that I’ll need you to follow me, the device for this procedure is located in another lab", directs the doctor as he stands watching, "The procedure isn’t too difficult to perform, it’s just a little hard work resources-wise. We have these cylindrical tanks in the next lab over, you’ll need to get in one of those. Then I pop this mixture into the reservoir and it’ll expose you to it. You’ll need to wear a breathing mask and these goggles while it happens but other than that there isn’t much to the procedure", he continues as <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>you're already naked so don't need to get undressed<</if>>. You swiftly put on the goggles when he hands them to you, not wanting to risk not wearing them, before following him out of a back door in the lab. Now naked, you enter the next lab, immediately seeing the selection of liquid filled metallic tanks, ladders on the side allowing access. A large window on one side letting those outside see anyone within. Climbing up into it, you brace yourself expecting the contained liquid to be cold. However, happily it’s actually quite warm, almost relaxingly so, the faint smell of lemons wafting across your senses. Looking around you spot a breathing mask on the top wall of the tank and proceed to equip it, remembering the previous directions from the doctor. Now completely ready, you submerge yourself fully, floating nakedly suspended in the mysterious liquid. Through the glass you can see Dr. Radcliff outside, smiling his hand positioned in a thumbs-up. You return the signal to indicate you’re okay, watching as he pours the yellow vial into a slot on the device. Almost immediately the water begins to turn a pale yellow, though other than that you see no changes taking place. Relaxing a little you wait, the doctor watching on patiently. After a few minutes, your skin back begins to tingle, a rippling feeling spreading across it. Looking over your body as best as you can with the yellow liquid surrounding you, you can’t really see what’s happening, but you know something is. You start to feel an odd oversensitivity, as a wave of sensation suddenly strike you from your body readjusting to the new changes. Held in the warm solution, everything just feels nice and comforting, maybe even a little arousing. A little while later, the strange tingling recedes, taking along with it the oversensitivity. Looking through the window, you see Radcliff is giving you a gesture to get out. With a couple of kicks, you propel yourself to the top of the tank, taking off the goggles and breathing mask as you pull yourself out and return next to the doctor. Getting your breath back from the odd experience you, you take stock of your body, looking down your body meticulously. The changes are obvious, your wings are gone, and your back is once more what you’d expect of a normal person. The doctor looks on smiling for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. Letting you get a good view of behind you as he adjusts it, confirming that the procedure is complete and your back is normal again. Assured the procedure is complete you relax ready to carry on. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic Anthro Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

<<set $kristenTransformLevel = 1>>Handing off a milk filled bottle to a black-haired female little you don’t recognize, the recipient of the drink runs off without a comment, Kristen calling to her as she goes, "Remember to drink it slowly so you don’t get a tummy ache, and don’t run and drink or you’ll feel queasy. Hope you enjoy your bottle", the girl already gone well before she’s finished. This time after offering your help to her, you’ve spent the last hour or so with Kristen carrying around a cooler willed with milk bottles to give out to the various littles within the nursery. Well, the she’s the one doing the carrying but you’re offering moral support and handing out bottle too so you’re basically doing half the work. Most of the residents you’ve given the drinks too are pretty thankful and nice about it, but a few have been kind of rude and just snatched them up before running off. Kristen, meanwhile, has been happy for your company, constantly complimenting you. Remarkably, everything has been going pretty smoothly up until now. It’s a little boring doing busywork like this, you think as you hand another bottle from the cooler to the brunette carer, but it does feel nice to make some else’s day easier. "It’s okay Miss Kristen", you console her, wanting to make her feel better about the impolite little, "Maybe she was just really busy and she’ll come back to say thank you properly later". Reaching out to pat you on the head supportively, she cheerfully smiles, "Well that’s very kind of you to say $firstName. I’m sure you’re right about that. Most people are nice, they just get forgetful at times. But, what about you, are you thirsty? We have lots of bottles and you’re a little too", Kristen re-offering the bottle you just handed back to you in case you want it. Shaking your head slightly, you respond, "Thank you Miss Kristen, but I think I’m okay for now", feeling just a tad shy over the compliment she just gave you. Just as you’re sharing a pleasant moment together, a familiar catty voice comments, "Now you’re not only making the babies do your work, but they’re also the ones offering you support because you’re a big cry-baby. Seriously Kristen, this is just embarrassing. I mean, even I’m feeling embarrassed for you about this. On top of that, how many bottles have you misplaced this time?". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/TammyLarge.png]]</div> Turning to see her, you spot exactly who the mean outburst is coming from, Tammy. Slightly shorter than average, she has dark red hair that’s shorn into a practically non-existent pixie cut. With long fluttering eyelashes accentuated by expertly applied eyeliner and mascara, a deep crimson lipstick on her beautiful sneering lips, and some of the most well-manicured matching red fingernails you’ve ever seen, you get the impression that she puts a lot of effort into her appearance. Other than that, she’s wearing a similar outfit to Kristen, a business suit, blouse, vest, stockings and professional skirt, the nurseries’ logo embroidered on her lapel. However, unlike Kristen, Tammy’s outfit looks better tailored, hugging all her delicate curves perfectly, with the skirt being just slightly too short as to turn heads. Moving her hands as she talks, Kristen responds nervously, "No, no, Tammy you’ve got it all wrong. It’s just a big misunderstanding. $firstName is just being a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and so <<if $pronoun == 1>>she’s<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he’s<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they’re<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>she’s<<elseif $vagina>>she’s<<elseif $penis>>he’s<</if>> trying to be helpful. Also, I’ve been really careful today and haven’t lost or broken anything yet. So, you see, everything is fine here", the expression on her face clear that she’s trying to explain herself earnestly. "Really? Well then, seems like there’s no problem here after all Kristen", the red-head answers back dismissively, reaching out to snatch the milk bottle from Kristen’s hand she adds, "Mind if I borrow this for a moment? Knew you wouldn’t". Obviously unsure what to make of the new change of course, the bespectacled carer cautiously says, "Of course you can have it if you want to Tammy. Is there someone you’re planning to g..YARH…!", her attempt at de-escalating the situation interrupted with a shocking sudden action that causes her to shriek out. "Miss Kristen!", you cry out in sympathetic shock, eyes wide with disbelief as you watch on. Indeed, pointing the bottle at a downwards angle and squeezing the plastic cylinder, shooting a gout of the white liquid all over the crotch area of Kristen’s skirt. A wet damp patch almost immediately setting in, creating a humiliating setup that makes it look like the poor carer might have wet herself, Tammy grinning smugly hands her back the bottle. "Oh dear Kristen, looks like you had a little accident! We can’t let that happen, can we? Wouldn’t want to give the babies the impression that they can around wetting themselves, should we? Don’t worry though, Tammy will help you out like the good friend she is", the bully comments in a faux sweet voice, almost as if she’s doing Kristen a favour. The brunette, meanwhile, is in shock, mumbling in a quiet voice, "You know I didn’t … you know … wet myself Tammy. I … wouldn’t do something like that …", though whilst talking back at her assailant her comments are way too timid to have any impact. Looking at you with a half glare, Tammy puts a hand on Kristen’s shoulder, slowly urging her down onto the ground with little resistance from the fearful nursery-worker. "You’ll be a dear won’t you and just grab me something out of poor Kristen’s bag. She always carries a big puffy white diaper with her just in case she has a breakout of the tinkles. You want to be helpful, don’t you?", a hint of menace obvious in her tone. Seeing that Kristen is giving you a nervous nod from her position now spawled on her back lying down on the floor, you awkwardly comply, answering, "Yes Miss Tammy", as you fetch the crinkly diaper for her out of the bag. Grinning victoriously, the mean red-head continues, "Good. So now that we have your diaper Kristen, we still need to put it on you don’t we. Let’s take a look at what clumsy Kristen keeps under her skirt", at the same she begins to kneel between Kristen’s legs spreading them open either side of her. "Noo … you don’t have to … look …", Kristen whines as her skirt is tossed up, showing off a pair of lacy black and overall rather racy panties off to you and her assailant, the latter of whom whistles appreciatively at the sight. Laughing slightly, Tammy muses with a wink, "Who would have thought you’d be such a naughty girl at heart. Stuffy Kristen underneath all that frumpy clothing is actually a seductress. Well … not anymore I suppose, seeing as she’s going to be just another big baby in a diaper in a moment". Taking no further care on the matter, the smirking pixie-cut ginger pulls her victims panties off down her legs, balling them up in her hand. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>That’s not all though. surreptitiously sneaking the panties into her pocket, Tammy can’t seem to resist but have a few pokes at Kristen’s pussy, obviously not thinking you’re paying enough attention to notice her explorations. Maybe more interesting though, is that as she does lightly finger the meek brunette, you can just about make out a quiet, wet, "SQUISH, SQUISH, SQUISH", sound.<</if>> Moving on, despite Kristen’s size at about six feet in height, her bully manages to lift up her rear without difficulty, slipping the diaper underneath her. Without any further ado, the cushiony padded covering is fastened together, crinkling slightly in the process. Tammy getting up first, she takes a moment to look over the results of her work with a grin, only then nodding to Kristen that he’s okay to stand. "Now you won’t have any more wetting issues will you Kristen", she continues, her hand colliding with the puffy rear of the diaper as Kristen scrambles to pull down her skirt, "Oh, and before you have the bright idea of just changing back into big girl panties I want you to know that I’ll put you back in your diaper if I ever notice you out of it. So, don’t go misbehaving or I’ll have to think of something even more imaginative". Glancing at you the red-head adds, "The same goes for you too. Play along and we can both have some fun out of this", before departing, leaving you with an even more timid Kristen as company. Jumping to make sure she’s okay, you say to your friendly carer, "Miss Kristen, are you okay?", noticing that even with her skirt down the bulging diaper beneath it is still somewhat outlined against the material. With a deep sigh, rubbing her skirt-clad rump with an audible crinkle, Kristen turns to you and gives you another head pat, "Um … yes $firstName, I’ll be alright. Sorry you had to witness that. Tammy can be a little … full-on. But … well, she’s much nicer at times … she’s always trying to help people. This isn’t … um, well it isn’t the first time she’s done something like this to me. I’ll be fine but thank you", pausing for a second, she continues, "How about we call it a day early and get you a snack after we take the cooler back?", offering you a weak smile along with it, though she does also reach out to give you a quick hug. <<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen End]]>>

<<set $kristenTransformLevel = 2>>Tossing a folded onesie into one of the plastic boxes, Kristen calls over to you, "That’s another one done. I’m sorry that this isn’t too fun $firstName. It’s okay if you run along and play if you’d prefer to, laundry isn’t most people’s idea of an exciting day", a slightly concerned look on her face matching her tone, the diligent carer obviously worried that you might be bored. She’s right though, laundry is really boring! This time you’re helping Kristen sort out all the dirty clothes that the nursery has to deal with, and there sure are a lot. Doing her best to explain this to you, the bespectacled carer went through how between all the residents of the nursery and the visitors who come as more of a day-care service, everyone goes through a lot of clothing in the process. Play can get messy after all between the mud and paint … also food. Whilst the technology of the facility means that the washing process is much simpler, keeping track of who owns what, and returning it to them, is still a big job. That’s where you and Kristen come in. Together you’ve been taking the dirty laundry, folding them up neatly, and placing them into these plastic containers that are then put into the cleaning machine. Well, Kristen has done most of that work … she might have basically done all the sorting and moving the crates … but you have been pressing the button that makes the machine go, "Wooshy, Wooshy!", which still feels like you’ve done a lot of the work. Neither of you are dealing with putting the clothes away again afterwards, so setting them up in the cleaner is the last part of your task. Kind of surprisingly, Kristen managed this without any slip ups or clumsiness. Though, you have heard her diaper crinkle a few times beneath her skirt, a noise which always causes her to blush from embarrassment. "It’s okay Miss Kristen, I’m happy to stay and help", you console her, not wanting to make her feel over how boring all the laundry work has been. Reaching out to pat you on the head supportively as she places the next box in the machines opening, she cheerfully smiles, "Well that’s very kind of you to say $firstName. I know that this isn’t how you’d probably like to be spending your visit to the nursery, so I appreciate you keeping me company", waiting patiently for you to push the button. Feeling a little shy about the compliment she just gave you, you stay quiet and do as she’s asked you to, pressing the button. The cleaning machine once more springing to life with a, "Wooshy, Wooshy!", sound, you all of a sudden get a sense that something is wrong. As if turning up as scheduled, a familiar catty voice comments, "Really Kristen! Like, wow! So lazy and useless that you can’t even press a button so you make one of the baby’s do it instead! That must be a new low, even for you. I mean, look Kristen, even I didn’t think you were this much of a mess". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/TammyLarge.png]]</div> Turning to see her, you spot exactly who the mean outburst is coming from, Tammy. Slightly shorter than average, she has dark red hair that’s shorn into a practically non-existent pixie cut. With long fluttering eyelashes accentuated by expertly applied eyeliner and mascara, a deep crimson lipstick on her beautiful sneering lips, and some of the most well-manicured matching red fingernails you’ve ever seen, you get the impression that she puts a lot of effort into her appearance. Other than that, she’s wearing a similar outfit to Kristen, a business suit, blouse, vest, stockings and professional skirt, the nurseries’ logo embroidered on her lapel. However, unlike Kristen, Tammy’s outfit looks better tailored, hugging all her delicate curves perfectly, with the skirt being just slightly too short as to turn heads. Glancing around timidly, as if she’d been caught out doing something wrong, Kristen responds meekly, "You know that’s not true Tammy. We’re just doing the laundry. $firstName is a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and so <<if $pronoun == 1>>she’s<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>he’s<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>they’re<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>she’s<<elseif $vagina>>she’s<<elseif $penis>>he’s<</if>> trying to be helpful by keeping me company. Everything is fine here, so you don’t need to pick on me Tammy". Seemingly mulling over what she’s just been told, for once Tammy seems to deflate reacting with a disappointed, "Hmph … guess you might be right this time Kristen. Even you can’t screw up doing laundry when the machine does all the real work. I suppose I’ll just leave then …", the ginger carer beginning to leave. "What are we going to do next Miss Kris…", you start to say, things feeling like they’re getting back to normal. This is, they were until Tammy interrupted you, suddenly making you nervous once again that your interaction with her isn’t over. "Hey Kristen, I just remembered. Did you ever deal with your skirt after your little accident the other day?", the bullying carer standing in the doorframe with her back to the both of you. Sounding increasingly timid, the kindly brunette answers, "I didn’t have an accident Tammy, you spilled milk on me and it was really mean. After that it took ages for the skirt to dry, and I had to really put some effort into sponging the milk stain out of it". Spinning back with a huge grin, Tammy chides her back, "You know the rules on this Kristen. When one of the baby’s pees in their clothes that piece of clothing has to be put in the laundry right away. How very naughty of you to be walking around in a skirt you wet yourself in. Such a bad message to send to the poor baby’s, that’s not how a role model should act", the mean carer obviously enjoying having something to use against Kristen. Strutting up to Kristen without any further thought, the victimized carer jumbling her words incoherently as she tries to defend herself to no avail, the red-head grabs at the short business skirt. As you hear a distinct unhooking sound, Tammy rips it off so that the garment is entirely in her hand, a huge victorious smirk plastered across her face. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>That’s not all though. surreptitiously sneaking her hand down inside of Kristen’s diaper, Tammy can’t seem to resist but play a little with Kristen’s pussy, obviously not thinking you’re paying enough attention to notice her explorations. Maybe more interesting though, is that as she does lightly finger the meek brunette, you can just about make out a quiet, wet, "SQUISH, SQUISH, SQUISH", sound.<</if>> , the bespectacled girl cries out, rapidly trying to her diaper with her hands to shield it from view. Looking over hat her bully with big eyes and a pout, you already know that isn’t going to help her situation at all. Folding the skirt over her arm, Tammy laughs haughtily, "Now, now, Kristen. The rules are the rules. This skirt needs cleaning, and, seeing as you’re not going to do the responsible thing I’ll have to instead. I’m doing you a favour really; you should be thankful to me", taunting the poor carer as she desperately tries to hide her underwear. "But … but … Tammy! I can’t go around without anything on my legs. I … I need my skirt!", Kristen calls over, her words going on deaf ears as her assailant begins to leave. Looking over her shoulder, just about to depart, Tammy gets the last word, adding, "Oh, and Kristen. Don’t think about putting on a different skirt. This is your punishment for being a betsy-wetsy and peeing yourself. You’ll get this back when I decide to give it back to you, and if you decide to go against that I’ll have to think up something much worse instead. By-ye", the wave of her hand the last thing you see of her for now. Jumping to make sure she’s okay, you say to your friendly carer, "Miss Kristen, are you okay?", noticing that without her skirt the bulging diaper she now wears is obvious for all to see and makes her look pretty comical when paired with her otherwise business-like outfit. Pouting and still trying to hide her diaper behind her hands with an audible crinkle, Kristen turns to give you a quick head pat, "Oh … well … yes $firstName, I’ll be … I’ll be fine I’m sure. Sorry about all that. Tammy is … she’s kind of … Tammy sometimes. But … well, she’s much nicer at times … I’m sure. This is … um, well it’s pretty common lately. She keeps saying that she … that she thinks I’d be more suited to be one of the … you know, the littles. I’ll be fine but thank you". Pausing for a second in embarrassment, she continues, "How about we call it a day early and get you a snack after we put these last tubs away?", offering you a weak smile along with it, though she does also reach out to give you a quick hug. <<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen End]]>>

<<set $metSherwin = true>>On your way walking towards your intended destination down one of the many almost identical corridors, you notice two figures off to one side against the wall. The reason why this is odd more so, is that one is on his knees whilst the other is on her back, the pair conversing between each other as the man searches for something. "But Daddy I wanted the cream diaper to go with my dress, not the white one!", the female figure comments in a sweet yet slightly whiney voice, her form partially obscured by the man poised over her. Getting a closer look at him you notice that he’s a short brown haired main in a white and blue checked button-up shirt, with a navy-blue sweater on top of it. He seems rather normal really, a pair of pleasant green eyes sitting on a welcoming face. Cooing slightly, he responds to her, "I’m sorry sweetheart, I can’t find it. We’ll have to manage with one of the pink ones I found in the bag, then get you the cream one you want when we get home". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/SherwinFull.png]]</div> Passing by them further, you also can see the girl better, a short Asian woman with black hair cut into a short angular hairstyle with a straight fringe, sides and back. She looks cute, especially as she’s currently pouting, her face makeup free and feminine. Clothing-wise is where she stands out the most though, the girl dressed in a short-sleeved ruffle-y pale yellow dress with a bow at the neck that isn’t long enough to cover her bare and hairless pussy, with matching pastel yellow thigh-high stockings and slightly heeled shoes. Overall, it gives her a largely youthful appearance, making you suspect that she might be a little, though the diaper talk might also be a give-away there. Noticing that the man has managed to lose the aforementioned cream-coloured diaper down the side of his satchel bag next to him on the floor, you decide to help out, interjecting, "Hi. Sorry to interrupt, but I think that the diaper you’re talking about fell out of your bag over there", pointing to where it is. Spotting it with a joint look of astonishment and embarrassment, the smartly dressed man responds, "Oh my. It seems you’re right, thank you very much. I’m Scott and this is my sweet little Sherwin. She was getting so upset about me losing her diaper just now, so you saved my bacon there", stopping for a second he adds kindly, "Sherwin will certainly appreciate that, won’t you darling", glancing towards the girl on her back on the floor. Half-giggling, her pout now gone, Sherwin nods, "Yes Daddy, I’m super thankful to the nice <<if $pronoun == 1>>lady<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>man<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>person<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>lady<<else>>man<</if>> who found my diapey for me!", giving you a big grin. Waving off their thanks you say, "That’s fine, just trying to help", not really wanting to interrupt what they’re up to. Instead, the black-haired woman continues to speak, "I’m Sherwin and this is Daddy, he’s really important and does lots of super smart stuff for the Center. He’s so important that we get to come here all the time, and he gets me big presents, and pretty clothes, and I get to spend a whole bunch of time at the Little Land Nursery playing", her bragging seemingly good-natured in terms of intention, her gaze lovingly locked on her ‘Daddy’. Appearing slightly embarrassed again, Scott smiles, "I’m not ‘that’ important sweetheart, but I do okay for myself. Though it’s always cute when you get excited like this", turning to you and continuing, "I work in finances and accounting, it’s interesting work and there’s always demand for it. I don’t work for the Center, but I come in and out of it quite often due to the contract. I’m not really Sherwin’s father, she just likes calling me her Daddy because she’s my little. But, the work situation means I need someone to look after her, sometimes on short notice, so whenever we come in and I have to work she spends her time in the Little Land Nursery". You’re just about to respond, but Sherwin gleefully cuts you off pouting, "Daddy is really important and really modest too! He lets me go to the nursery all the time, and they have so much good stuff to play with. They give you lots of sweets, and they have huge TV’s, and an amusement park, and comfy places to nap, and lots of games. We should hang out if you ever visit too, I’m sure we’ll end up super close friends if you do", her eyes lighting up happily, though for some reason you get the mildest sense that there’s some other objective on her mind. Answering a quick, "Sure, if I’m ever around there we should hang out", not wanting to necessarily commit to anything, you watch on as Scott begins slipping the diaper beneath Sherwin’s bare bottom and taping it shut, giving her a light spank to top it all off.<<if $diaperWettingPlay>> Interestingly though, even before Scott has finished putting the new diaper on her Sherwin has already started wetting herself again. A steam of urine spraying out of her as her ‘Daddy’ seals it up around her. Sherwin meanwhile giggles playfully, "Hehe, pee-pee time! All warm in my new diapey!", her peeing seemingly a bit of a game to her.<</if>> "I think that does it sweetheart. All padded, clean<<if $diaperWettingPlay>> … well mostly clean<</if>>, and crinkly", he starts, turning his attention back to you, "It was nice meeting you, but we have to run off, I sadly have a meeting in quarter of an hour, and Sherwin needs to get to the nursery by then. Hopefully we’ll see you around, if we do, we’ll try to say hi". Saying your goodbyes, Sherwin is helped up by her ‘Daddy’ Scott, and the both of them begin holding hands as he packs up the remaining diaper supplies that were previously scattered in his search attempts. The pair waving goodbye to you, you momentarily think you spot the black-haired little sticking her tongue out cheekily at you, though it’s hard to say as it happens so quickly. The pair soon disappearing, you shrug it off, ready to get back on your travels. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

<<set $metRachel = true>>Walking down one of the many familiar corridors of the facility on your way back to your dorm, you notice something up ahead blocking your path. Getting closer, you see a sign resting on the floor stating, "Unscheduled Maintenance In Progress: 5-10 Minute Wait", a couple of orange cones on the floor nearby not really blocking your way as much as gently encouraging you not to progress further. Mulling it over, you figure that if the wait is only a few minutes then it’d probably be quicker than finding a way around the blockage, especially seeing as you don’t know how long it’s been since the sign was placed. So, instead you glance over, curious to see what the maintenance going on is in that mildly curious way someone forced to wait does. Interestingly, the source of the problem seems to be a strange device about the size of a full standing fridge that crackles with pink electricity atop its upper glass-boxed section. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RedScientistLarge.png]]</div> A metal access panel left splayed against the wall as a man in a lab coat tinkers inside of the machine frantically, you can see that the man has ginger slightly unkempt hair and a pair of glasses. Obviously, the situation not going well if the sparking pink light is anything to go by, he grumbles to himself, "Why would they move a machine with the power still in! No one even knows what this thing is. Who would be stupid enough to sanction not only removing it from containment, but to have a janitor transport it across the breadth of this place unsupervised? Sometimes I wonder if we’re managed by idiots or they’re being actively mallicious!", his continuous griping making you concerned that maybe you should be backing up a bit more. Throwing a recently removed wire over his shoulder, you watch on as he pulls back slightly examining the strange machine further. Seemingly not happy with the lack of progress with sorting it out he lets out a loud sound somewhere between a groan and a moan, quickly getting back to work inside the lower chassis of the strange device. The machine beginning to make a loud, "FZZZT!", sound, the inner glass panelled section now glowing a neon pink colour, you begin to think that retreating immediately is probably the best course of action. Meanwhile, you hear the scientist who’s trying to deal with it suddenly shout out, "Wait … what’s tha…", his own musing cut short. "CRACK!", the unknown invention triggers, letting off a thunderbolt around itself and engulfing about a twenty-foot radius surrounding it with a thick pink fog, all other sound cutting out. Waiting a few second, glad that you were far enough away not to be within the zone of effect, you don’t see any movement from within, the mist departing at an incredibly languid pace. "Are you okay in there?", you shout out uncertainly, hoping that everything is fine, "Should I call a doctor?". The voice you hear back is … unusual, much more feminine and cuter than what you heard previously, maybe a passer-by from the other side. "What just happened! Why is there all this … pink smoke? I can’t see a damn thing. Is the device intact?", a vague silhouette slowly becoming visible against the dispersing mist. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RachelLarge.png]]</div> As things finally clear, you get a full look at the figure who just spoke. However, despite being in the exact same position you last saw the scientist working on the machine, she looks much different. Not only is she a woman, but she has white fox-like ears and a pair of equally bright white bushy fox tails. Topping all that off with a small 5ft frame, ass-length strikingly white hair, piercing and almost glowing powder blue eyes, and a nice pair of breasts, she looks a world apart from the previous man who was dealing with the issue. Equally strange is her outfit, a rather immodest collection of thin straps, creating a look that you might best describe as a light blue bondage bikini, though you guess it could be worse as at least everything vital is covered. Pointing at you, seemingly the only other person around, she continues, "Hey, you over there. Did you see anything else happen? Nothing escaped from the mist did it? You didn’t … wait … why do I sound so strange …", her tone changing mid conversation from mild concern to a higher pitched nervousness. Realization striking you that this might in fact actually be the same scientist, you tentatively respond, "There was a ginger guy doing something with the machine you’re standing next to. It made a big noise with a lot of light, then a big cloud of pink smoke appeared. Nothing came out of it on this side, and now I’m talking to you, who are stood exactly where the ginger guy used to be", your answer only appearing to make the fox-girl more anxious. "So … I don’t look the same? I know I sound weird, but you’re acting like you’re unsure if I’m someone else …", she comments rapidly, finally glancing down to spot her copious boobs and lithe form. Obviously shocked, she lets out a girly, "Eeeek!", of shock, quite literally turning tail and fleeing the site of the incident. Confused to say the least, you get the impression that approaching the now silent and no longer lit up machine wouldn’t be a smart idea. Nor do you think you could catch up with the surprisingly fleet scientist turned fox-woman. Instead you sigh to yourself, shelving this as another odd encounter as you backtrack down the corridor looking for an alternative path back to your room. <<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

Making up your mind, you ask Aurora, "Could I please get <<if $holderInt == 1>>a milk bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five milk bottles<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten milk bottles<</if>> from you?", in the process silently wondering just how many she has. Smiling she responds, "Can do", going down on one knee to better access her backpacks stock. Pulling out the <<if $holderInt == 1>>milk bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five milk bottles<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten milk bottles<</if>> that you ordered,<<if $holderInt > 1>> her arms heavily laden with them,<</if>> she begins to pass them over to you. Like she said before, they do indeed seem to be nicely chilled, her bag definitely doubling as a cooler. Having received the <<if $holderInt > 1>>items<<else>>item<</if>> now in your possession, you say, "Thanks Aurora. Anything else we need to do now to handle the money part?". Waving your praise and last question back, the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry cat-girl<<else>>tomboy<</if>> answers, "You’re welcome! As it’s all facility points you’re spending Alice handles them, so we’re all good. But if you want to buy anything more or just hang out a bit I’m free. Thanks for buying some bottles, hope you enjoy them". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Little Land Nursery Aurora Shop Stock]].

<<if $auroraLittleLandFlag>>Tracking down Aurora by asking around for her, it doesn’t take too to find her. Noticing the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>black furred cat-girl<<else>>sporty<</if>> tomboy leaning up against a fake tree having a rest. Quickly heading over to her, she gives you a small smile and a wave which you return, greeting each other. <<if $nonHumanPlay>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraFurryFull.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraHumanFull.png]]</div><</if>> Looking over Aurora further, you take in her <<if $nonHumanPlay>>dark furred cat-girl form, complete with long sweeping tail, tall fluffy ears, and a muzzled mouth. She even has digitigrade legs tipped with clawed cat like feet, her hands more paw-like than normal yet still human enough to not get in the way of normal life<<else>>feminine yet outgoing form, complete with rosy cheeks<</if>>. With a short mop of somewhat unkempt dark hair, and attentive sparkling green eyes, you get the impression that she’s very active and adventurous even from just a short glance. Meanwhile, in terms of clothing she wears just a short sleeved purple shirt and a butterfly pattern pink diaper, leaving her mostly unclothed, though from her expression you don’t get the feeling that she’s embarrassed about her partial nudity. Lastly, she wears a spacious and obviously overloaded murky green backpack, which without a doubt is where she keeps her stock of bottles to sell. <</if>>Wanting to take a look at what she has in stock for her bottle store, you let Aurora know, "Hi, I was wondering what you had for sale today?", curious over just how many bottles she actually carries. Shirking off her backpack before her so that she has better access to it, the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>black furred<<else>>sporty tomboy<</if>> opens up a front compartment, handing you over a laminated card. "Hey. Sure thing $firstName. I had that card made to cover the prices because no one really likes talking about money stuff", your eyes skimming some of the most appealing options: - Milk Bottle – 10 G.G.P - Apple Juice Bottle – 10 G.G.P - Orange Mash Bottle – 10 G.G.P<<if $cumPlay>> - <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>Cum<<else>>Fem-Cum<</if>> Bottle – 400 G.G.P<</if>> "My bag doubles as a cooler, and everything is fresh from today. Also managed to get these neat hi-tech bottles that keep the contents from going off for a long time. Alice handles the points transfer, so no worries there. No pressure on buying anything either, not everyone wants something that moment. Anyway, feel free to take your time looking it all over", Aurora adds, waiting for you to make a decision on whether you want to purchase anything. Do you: <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Milk Bottle A fresh bottle of <<if $lactationPlay>>breast<<else>>cow<</if>> milk. Cool, creamy, and refreshing, this adult-sized baby’s bottle of milk is a tasty and filling treat. Price: 10 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 10>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Little Land Nursery Aurora Milk][$ggp -= 10; $holderInt = 1; $milkBBottle += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 50>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Little Land Nursery Aurora Milk][$ggp -= 50; $holderInt = 2 ; $milkBBottle += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 100>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Little Land Nursery Aurora Milk][$ggp -= 100; $holderInt = 3; $milkBBottle += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/MilkBottle.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Apple Juice Bottle A fresh bottle of apple juice. Cool and fruity, this adult-sized baby’s bottle of apple juice is a tasty and refreshing drink. Price: 10 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 10>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Little Land Nursery Aurora Apple][$ggp -= 10; $holderInt = 1; $appleBBottle += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 50>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Little Land Nursery Aurora Apple][$ggp -= 50; $holderInt = 2; $appleBBottle += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 100>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Little Land Nursery Aurora Apple][$ggp -= 100; $holderInt = 3; $appleBBottle += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/AppleBottle.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Orange Mash Bottle A fresh bottle of a strange lumpy orange mashed substance. Cool, memorable, and interesting, this adult-sized baby’s bottle of baby-food style mash is a filling treat. Warning: May cause issues to those with existing bladder or bowel problems Price: 10 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 10>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Little Land Nursery Aurora Mash][$ggp -= 10; $holderInt = 1; $goopBBottle += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 50>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Little Land Nursery Aurora Mash][$ggp -= 50; $holderInt = 2; $goopBBottle += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 100>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Little Land Nursery Aurora Mash][$ggp -= 100; $holderInt = 3; $goopBBottle += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/MashBottle.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $cumPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<if $sexualPreference != 1>>Cum<<else>>Fem-Cum<</if>> Bottle A fresh bottle of <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>>. Cool, salty, and humanely gathered, this adult-sized baby’s bottle of <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> is a tasty and filling treat. Price: 400 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Little Land Nursery Aurora Cum][$ggp -= 400; $holderInt = 1; $cumBBottle += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 2000>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Little Land Nursery Aurora Cum][$ggp -= 2000; $holderInt = 2; $cumBBottle += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 4000>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Little Land Nursery Aurora Cum][$ggp -= 4000; $holderInt = 3; $cumBBottle += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/CumBottle.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $waterSportsPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pee Bottle A fresh bottle of … well, urine. Cool and … fresh, this adult-sized baby’s bottle of liquid is a … cheap drink. Price: 1 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 1>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Little Land Nursery Aurora Pee][$ggp -= 10; $holderInt = 1; $urineBBottle += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 5>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Little Land Nursery Aurora Pee][$ggp -= 5; $holderInt = 2; $urineBBottle += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 10>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Little Land Nursery Aurora Pee][$ggp -= 10; $holderInt = 3; $urineBBottle += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/AppleBottle.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div> <<if $auroraLittleLandFlag>><a data-passage="ABDL Job Play Room Main">Finish looking at her store</a><<else>>[[Finish looking at her store|Little Land Nursery Spend Time With Aurora]]<</if>>

<<if lastVisited("Little Land Nursery") is 1>>Wanting to see Aurora, you walk up to the main desk asking Papa Glover as politely as you can manage, "Hi Papa Glover. Could you please call Aurora over if you’re not too busy? I’d really like to see her but don’t know where else to find her". Smiling and reaching over to pat you on the head endearingly, he smiles, "That would be no trouble at all <<if $femininity <0>>sport<<else>>pumpkin<</if>>. Just let me get her on the phone and we’ll see if our Speedy-Climber is free to come over", the cheerful manager picking up an older corded phone. A little bit of back and forth conversation later, you only being able to hear half of it, he puts the phone down letting you know that Aurora will arrive within the next few minutes as she’s not too far away. Mulling about patiently, he’s not wrong, as just a couple of minutes later she comes skidding into the lobby, obviously not wanting to make you wait for long.<<else>>Returning to your more general conversation, you both mill about in a corner of the nursery’s foyer. Despite being a rather outgoing and energetic person, Aurora is also rather laid back, happy to wait for you to decide on what the next course of action will be rather than suggesting anything herself.<</if>> <<if $nonHumanPlay>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraFurryFull.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraHumanFull.png]]</div><</if>> Looking over your companion further, you take in her <<if $nonHumanPlay>>dark furred cat-girl form, complete with long sweeping tail, tall fluffy ears, and a muzzled mouth. She even has digitigrade legs tipped with clawed cat like feet, her hands more paw-like than normal yet still human enough to not get in the way of normal life<<else>>feminine yet outgoing form, complete with rosy cheeks<</if>>. With a short mop of somewhat unkempt dark hair, and attentive sparkling green eyes, you get the impression that she’s very active and adventurous even from just a short glance. Meanwhile, in terms of clothing she wears just a short sleeved purple shirt and a butterfly pattern pink diaper, leaving her mostly unclothed, though from her expression you don’t get the feeling that she’s embarrassed about her partial nudity. Lastly, she wears a spacious and obviously overloaded murky green backpack with a 'Diaper Racing' patch on the side, which without a doubt is where she keeps her stock of bottles to sell. Standing with her <<if $nonHumanPlay>>paws<<else>>hands<</if>> clasped together behind her lower back as she stretches out her muscles, she says, "Hey $firstName. How are things?", her aim likely being to make some pleasant small talk. Smiling back as you try to make up your mind what to do next, you respond, "Hi Aurora. I’m fine enough, how are things with you?", starting up a short chat as you go catch up a bit more on what you’ve both been up to. Leading a rather active lifestyle, she has a fair amount to say, though at the same time she seems conscientious enough not to hog the conversation either. Do you: [[Ask to see her wares|Little Land Nursery Aurora Shop Stock]] [[Ask her about the Diaper Racing patch on her backpack|Little Land Nursery Aurora Diaper Racing]] <a data-passage="Little Land Nursery">Say goodbye to Aurora</a>

Making up your mind, you ask Aurora, "Could I please get <<if $holderInt == 1>>a <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> bottles<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> bottles<</if>> from you?", in the process silently wondering just how many she has. Smiling she responds, "Can do", going down on one knee to better access her backpacks stock. Pulling out the <<if $holderInt == 1>><<if $sexualPreference != 1>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> bottles<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> bottles<</if>> that you ordered,<<if $holderInt > 1>> her arms heavily laden with them,<</if>> she begins to pass them over to you. Like she said before, they do indeed seem to be nicely chilled, her bag definitely doubling as a cooler. Having received the <<if $holderInt > 1>>items<<else>>item<</if>> now in your possession, you say, "Thanks Aurora. Anything else we need to do now to handle the money part?". Waving your praise and last question back, the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry cat-girl<<else>>tomboy<</if>> answers, "You’re welcome! As it’s all facility points you’re spending Alice handles them, so we’re all good. But if you want to buy anything more or just hang out a bit I’m free. I gathered those <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> bottles myself, so I can guarantee that they’re good! Cum’s pretty cool to eat, right? I like to eat it too … makes it a little tougher to sell, but I like to share too. Thanks for buying some bottles, hope you enjoy them". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Little Land Nursery Aurora Shop Stock]].

Making up your mind, you ask Aurora, "Could I please get <<if $holderInt == 1>>an apple juice bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five apple juice bottles<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten apple juice bottles<</if>> from you?", in the process silently wondering just how many she has. Smiling she responds, "Can do", going down on one knee to better access her backpacks stock. Pulling out the <<if $holderInt == 1>>apple juice bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five apple juice bottles<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten apple juice bottles<</if>> that you ordered,<<if $holderInt > 1>> her arms heavily laden with them,<</if>> she begins to pass them over to you. Like she said before, they do indeed seem to be nicely chilled, her bag definitely doubling as a cooler. Having received the <<if $holderInt > 1>>items<<else>>item<</if>> now in your possession, you say, "Thanks Aurora. Anything else we need to do now to handle the money part?". Waving your praise and last question back, the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry cat-girl<<else>>tomboy<</if>> answers, "You’re welcome! As it’s all facility points you’re spending Alice handles them, so we’re all good. But if you want to buy anything more or just hang out a bit I’m free. Thanks for buying some bottles, hope you enjoy them". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Little Land Nursery Aurora Shop Stock]].

Making up your mind, you ask Aurora, "Could I please get <<if $holderInt == 1>>an orange mash bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five orange mash bottles<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten orange mash bottles<</if>> from you?", in the process silently wondering just how many she has. Smiling she responds, "Can do", going down on one knee to better access her backpacks stock. Pulling out the <<if $holderInt == 1>>orange mash bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five orange mash bottles<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten orange mash bottles<</if>> that you ordered,<<if $holderInt > 1>> her arms heavily laden with them,<</if>> she begins to pass them over to you. Like she said before, they do indeed seem to be nicely chilled, her bag definitely doubling as a cooler. Having received the <<if $holderInt > 1>>items<<else>>item<</if>> now in your possession, you say, "Thanks Aurora. Anything else we need to do now to handle the money part?". Waving your praise and last question back, the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry cat-girl<<else>>tomboy<</if>> answers, "You’re welcome! As it’s all facility points you’re spending Alice handles them, so we’re all good. But if you want to buy anything more or just hang out a bit I’m free. Probably should warn you again though that this isn’t orange mash so much as an orange coloured mash thing … it’s kind of hard to explain what it is. Anyway, some people complain about indigestion and other bathroom issues, so watch out if those sorts of things happen to you normally. Thanks for buying some bottles, hope you enjoy them". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Little Land Nursery Aurora Shop Stock]].

Heading over to your desk you open up the left under-desk cupboard, checking to see what snacks and drinks you have saved up inside. As this is just a standard cupboard you are slightly limited with what you can store inside, only able to really keep things that don’t need refrigeration, but it’s still a nice and cool little spot to put your basic food and drink supplies inside of. <hr> <<if $goopBBottle == 0 && $mascSnackBar == 0 && $femSnackBar == 0 && $normalSnackBar == 0 && $transformSnackPacket == 0 && $fattySnackPacket == 0 && $lowFatSnackPacket == 0 && $cumSnackBar == 0 && $hucowOatBag == 0>>You don’t have any food in your storage.<<else>><button title="Click to show/hide food selection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('food') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('food') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('food') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide food selection</button><div id="food" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><<if $transformSnackPacket > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Mystery Bites Snack Packet A bagged snack made from unknown ingredients. Exceptionally cheap, maybe asking too many questions isn’t a good idea … but there are rumours that it causes random transformations. Quantity: $transformSnackPacket [[Eat Mystery Bites Snack Packet|Food Drink Transform Snack][$transformSnackPacket -= 1; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=98){$weight += 2;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $femSnackBar > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Regina Snack Bar A candy bar fit for a queen. Tasty, cheap, and not too unhealthy, these are a trainee favourite … but there are rumours that it causes random transformations. Quantity: $femSnackBar [[Eat Regina Snack Bar|Food Drink Fem Snack][$femSnackBar -= 1; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=98){$weight += 2;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $mascSnackBar > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Rex Snack Bar A candy bar fit for a king. Tasty, cheap, and not too unhealthy, these are a trainee favourite … but there are rumours that it causes random transformations. Quantity: $mascSnackBar [[Eat Rex Snack Bar|Food Drink Masc Snack][$mascSnackBar -= 1; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=98){$weight += 2;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $fattySnackPacket > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Chunk Bites Snack Packet The most fat and sugar filled bag of snacks on the market. Cheap, yet especially fattening, this otherwise relatively normal snack is at least pretty tasty. Quantity: $fattySnackPacket [[Eat Chunk Bites Snack Packet|Food Drink Fatty Snack][$fattySnackPacket -= 1; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 5;}; if($weight<=95){$weight += 5;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $normalSnackBar > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Yummy-Bar Snack Bar A tasty snack for on the go. Made from cereals and honey, this slightly gooey snack bar is a great quick snack. Quantity: $normalSnackBar [[Eat Yummy-Bar Snack Bar|Food Drink Normal Snack][$normalSnackBar -= 1; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=98){$weight += 2;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $lowFatSnackPacket > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Yummy-Pack-Lite Snack Packet A tasty and healthy snack for on the go. Made from rice and a less sugary honey substitute, these light and airy rice crackers are also recommended as a weight-loss supplement as they are basically fat free. Quantity: $lowFatSnackPacket [[Eat Yummy-Pack-Lite Snack Packet|Food Drink Low-Fat Snack][$lowFatSnackPacket -= 1; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 1;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $hucowOatBag > 0 && ($lactationPlay || $petPlay)>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Hucow Oat-Feed Bag Hucow Oat-Feed Bag’s are a healthy meal option of hucows, pony’s, and other working pet-slaves. A collection of only the best oats and grains ground up with a few secret ingredients and served in a cloth bag, Hucow Oat-Feed in renowned for its effects on improving lactation quantity and quality. Quantity: $hucowOatBag [[Eat Hucow Oat-Feed Bag|Food Drink Hucow Oat][$hucowOatBag -= 1; $lactationOatsBoost = true; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=98){$weight += 2;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $cumSnackBar > 0 && $cumPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">The Cum Bar The only candy bar on the market that’s filled with actual cum. A tasty premium chocolate outer layer with a combination of cum and fem-cum filling, this is the perfect treat for your local cum gourmand. Quantity: $cumSnackBar [[Eat The Cum Bar|Food Drink Cum Snack][$cumSnackBar -= 1; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=98){$weight += 2;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $goopBBottle > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Orange Mash Bottle A fresh adult-sized baby’s bottle of a strange lumpy orange mashed substance. Quantity: $goopBBottle [[Eat orange mash bottle|Food Drink Orange Goop Bottle][$goopBBottle -= 1; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 5;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 4;}; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 5;}; if($weight<=97){$weight += 3;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/MashBottle.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div><</if>> <<if $milkBBottle == 0 && $appleBBottle == 0 && $cumBBottle == 0 && $energyDrinkCan == 0 && $waterBottle == 0 && $transformWaterBottle == 0 && $mascSportBottle == 0 && $femSportBottle == 0 && $sodaCan == 0 && $normalSportBottle == 0>>You don’t have any drinks in your storage.<<else>><button title="Click to show/hide drink selection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('drink') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('drink') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('drink') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide drink selection</button><div id="drink" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><<if $transformWaterBottle > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Mystery Bottled Water A bottled water brand containing unknown ingredients. Exceptionally cheap, maybe asking too many questions isn’t a good idea … but there are rumours that it causes random transformations. Quantity: $transformWaterBottle [[Drink Mystery Bottled Water|Food Drink Transform Drink][$transformWaterBottle -= 1; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=99){$weight += 1;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $femSportBottle > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Femina Gush Bottled Sports Drink A bottled isotopic sports drink fit for a king. Tasty, cheap, and not too unhealthy, these are a trainee favourite … but there are rumours that it causes random transformations. Quantity: $femSportBottle [[Drink Femina Gush Bottled Sports Drink|Food Drink Fem Drink][$femSportBottle -= 1; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=99){$weight += 1;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $mascSportBottle > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Vir Gush Bottled Sports Drink A bottled isotopic sports drink fit for a king. Tasty, cheap, and not too unhealthy, these are a trainee favourite … but there are rumours that is causes random transformations. Quantity: $mascSportBottle [[Drink Vir Gush Bottled Sports Drink|Food Drink Masc Drink][$mascSportBottle -= 1; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=99){$weight += 1;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $sodaCan > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Chug Soda A canned soda brand filled to the brim with the highest sugar to liquid ratio on the market. Cheap, yet especially fattening, this otherwise relatively normal drink is at least pretty tasty. Quantity: $sodaCan [[Drink Chug Soda|Food Drink Fatty Drink][$sodaCan -= 1; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 5;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 5;}; if($weight<=97){$weight += 3;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $waterBottle > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">TRC Bottled Water A bottled natural spring water. Cold, refreshing, and with no added ingredients, there’s not much to say about water. Quantity: $waterBottle [[Drink TRC Bottled Water|Food Drink Normal Drink][$waterBottle -= 1; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $normalSportBottle > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">TRC Sports Drink TRC Sports Drink is a standard bottled isotopic sports drink. Refreshing, and tasty, this drink is also recommended as a weight-loss supplement. Quantity: $normalSportBottle [[Drink TRC Sports Drink|Food Drink Low-Fat Drink][$normalSportBottle -= 1; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight >= 1){$weight -= 1;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $energyDrinkCan > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lightning Bolt Energy Drink The only canned energy drinks on the market to actually give you an energy boost. Tasty, and more than capable of keeping anyone pepped-up, this caffeinated drink is a must for those wanting to get the most out of their day. Quantity: $energyDrinkCan [[Drink Lightning Bolt Energy Drink|Food Drink Energy Drink][$energyDrinkCan -= 1; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=99){$weight += 1;}else{$weight = 100;}; if($actionAmountCurrent > 0 && $actionLimit >= 1){$actionAmountCurrent -= 1;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $milkBBottle > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Milk Bottle A fresh adult-sized baby’s bottle of creamy <<if $lactationPlay>>breast<<else>>cow<</if>> milk. Quantity: $milkBBottle [[Drink milk bottle|Food Drink Milk Bottle][$milkBBottle -= 1; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;}; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 2;}; if($weight<=99){$weight += 1;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/MilkBottle.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $appleBBottle > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Apple Juice Bottle A fresh adult-sized baby’s bottle of apple juice. Quantity: $appleBBottle [[Drink apple juice bottle|Food Drink Apple Juice Bottle][$appleBBottle -= 1; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 1;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/AppleBottle.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $cumPlay && $cumBBottle > 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<if $sexualPreference != 1>>Cum<<else>>Fem-Cum<</if>> Bottle A fresh adult-sized baby’s bottle of <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>>. Quantity: $cumBBottle [[Drink cum bottle|Food Drink Cum ABDL Bottle][$cumBBottle -= 1; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 1;}; if($diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessLevel >0){$diaperMessCountDown -= 1;}; if($weight<=99){$weight += 1;}else{$weight = 100;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/CumBottle.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $urineBBottle > 0 && $waterSportsPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Pee Bottle A fresh adult-sized baby’s bottle of urine. Your not sure of the source, but it seems to be a light yellow colour, meaning it’s probably pretty health … at least as pee goes. Quantity: $urineBBottle [[Drink urine bottle|Food Drink Pee ABDL Bottle][$urineBBottle -= 1; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 2;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]</td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/AppleBottle.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div><</if>> <a data-passage="Room Hub">Close your food and drink storage cupboard</a>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperMessPoints += 5>><<if $diaperMessLevel == 0>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 1>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = random(2,5)>><</if>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetPoints += 5>><<if $diaperWetLevel == 0>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 1>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = random(2,5)>><</if>><</if>>Choosing an adult-sized baby’s bottle of strange orange goopy mash, you wrap your hand around it and remove it from the cupboard. Interestingly the bottle is still cool, likely a result of the special bottles Aurora mentioned she used to store her merchandise. Popping the plastic cap off of the top to unveil the rubbery nib, it seems like everything is ready for you to get started. Sucking on the rubber teat you get your first mouthful of strange lumpy substance, the odd food incredibly filling. It’s … odd, really odd in fact. The taste isn’t great either. Though, it is also a little difficult to eat due to how slow the bottles nib makes taking from it, only allowing you one spurt at a time. Still eventually you finish it, feeling your hunger sated whilst also feeling much heavier than you’d have expected for the amount you’ve eaten. Weirder still, your stomach feels kind of bloated and churn-y. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/MashBottle.png]]</div> Placing the bottle on your desk, wondering where to throw it away or get it cleaned out, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the bottle melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the rubbish after it’s been used. Your snack now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing an adult-sized baby’s bottle of <<if $lactationPlay>>breast<<else>>cow<</if>> milk, you wrap your hand around it and remove it from the cupboard. Interestingly the bottle is still cool, likely a result of the special bottles Aurora mentioned she used to store her merchandise. Popping the plastic cap off of the top to unveil the rubbery nib, it seems like everything is ready for you to get started. Sucking on the rubber teat you get your first mouthful of creamy delicious milk, the refreshing beverage helping quench your thirst. It’s nice, really good in fact, though it is a little difficult to drink due to how slow the bottles nib makes drinking from it, only allowing you one spurt at a time. Still eventually you finish it, feeling your thirst quenched without feeling too much heavier for the amount you’ve drunk. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/MilkBottle.png]]</div> Placing the bottle on your desk, wondering where to throw it away or get it cleaned out, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the bottle melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the rubbish after it’s been used. Your drink now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing an adult-sized baby’s bottle of apple juice, you wrap your hand around it and remove it from the cupboard. Interestingly the bottle is still cool, likely a result of the special bottles Aurora mentioned she used to store her merchandise. Popping the plastic cap off of the top to unveil the rubbery nib, it seems like everything is ready for you to get started. Sucking on the rubber teat you get your first mouthful of tangy apple juice, the refreshing beverage helping quench your thirst. It’s nice, really good in fact, though it is a little difficult to drink due to how slow the bottles nib makes drinking from it, only allowing you one spurt at a time. Still eventually you finish it, feeling your thirst quenched without feeling too much heavier for the amount you’ve drunk. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/AppleBottle.png]]</div> Placing the bottle on your desk, wondering where to throw it away or get it cleaned out, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the bottle melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the rubbish after it’s been used. Your drink now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Choosing an adult-sized baby’s bottle of <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>>, you wrap your hand around it and remove it from the cupboard. Interestingly the bottle is still cool, likely a result of the special bottles Aurora mentioned she used to store her merchandise. Popping the plastic cap off of the top to unveil the rubbery nib, it seems like everything is ready for you to get started. Sucking on the rubber teat you get your first mouthful of slightly salty <<if $sexualPreference != 1>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>>, the interesting choice of beverage helping quench your thirst a little and making you feel fuller. It’s nice, at least for what it is, though it is a little difficult to drink due to how slow the bottles nib makes drinking from it, only allowing you one spurt at a time. Still eventually you finish it, feeling your thirst and hunger partially quenched without feeling too much heavier for the amount you’ve drunk. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/CumBottle.png]]</div> Placing the bottle on your desk, wondering where to throw it away or get it cleaned out, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the bottle melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the rubbish after it’s been used. Your drink now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Awakening from your nap, you sense a presence lying down beside you. Looking over, it seems as if someone has indeed settled into sleep beside you, the figure completely covered in a purple blanket and somewhat sprawled out. You can’t tell who it is, but whoever it is is quiet. Though, looking at their position you get the hint that they might be a fidgety sleeper, which might have been the cause of your rousing. <<if $nonHumanPlay>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraFurryLarge.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraHumanLarge.png]]</div><</if>> A pair of <<if $nonHumanPlay>>black furred paws<<else>>hands<</if>> coming up over the top of the blanket pulling it down, you see the familiar face of Aurora. Letting out a big yawn around a pacifier sitting in her mouth, likely having just woke up too, she blinks away the sleep mumbling, "He…ey $firstName", around the dummy. Whispering back, "Hi Aurora", keeping your voice down as you don’t want to wake anyone else up. Now more awake herself, the recently slumbering <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry cat-girl<<else>>tomboy<</if>> takes out of her pacifier with a wet popping sound, lowering her voice as she says, "You heading off?". Realizing that it’s probably about time for you to leave, you nod at her slowly pulling yourself up as quietly as you can manage. "Yeah, can’t nap any longer at the moment, have to finish up my shift", you answer, wiping the sleep from your eyes as you do. Obviously wanting to hang out with you some more, likely feeling as if she’s just missed the chance to, Aurora pouts slightly as she waves to you, "It’s alright, we can hang out later. Talk to you again soon". Putting the pacifier back into her mouth so she can go back to peacefully sucking on it, you watch as she pulls the blanket back over herself, almost immediately falling back to sleep if her minor fidgeting is anything to go by. Awake and standing once more, you take one last look at Aurora’s sprawled form, getting yourself ready to leave.

Passing through the administrative hub, a small alarm suddenly begins to beep nearby to you. Looking this way and that, you can’t figure out the cause of the ruckus, frozen in place due to your confusion. Worse, as you’re the only person currently nearby to the noise, you get the impression that it might be aimed at you, an officiously dressed woman intently marching your way. Viewing her as she approaches, you take in her full appearance. Wearing a knee-length grey skirt, a white blouse, and a matching grey suit jacket, you assume she’s some kind of manger or office-worker within the facility. Her hair arranged in a tasteful red bun only increases your impression that she’s a professional at what she does, her immaculate dark makeup adding to that. Lastly, you also notice that she doesn’t seem to be wearing a bra, the thin white silk of her top giving you a good view of her puffy pink nipples thanks to her jacket being left wide open. Reaching you, she smiles in a well-practiced fake manner that is all too common from those working in customer support, "Hello $firstName. I work for ‘The Repurposing Center’ as part of the trainee auditing team, whose role is to rigorously determine the quality of our training programmes. Our system has alerted me that you’re behind on your discipline routine, which could adversely affect your personal audit score. If you’d like to volunteer for a free top up spanking session, then I can assure you that issue will immediately disappear". Confused, you respond by saying, "Wait, what’s going on again?", feeling put on the spot by the now slowly quietening alarm and the formal woman. Her unnervingly pleasant demeanour not wavering, the well-dressed woman responds, "Many trainee statistics are tracked within our system that are not fully understood by the public, much like credit scores. By undergoing a ‘top-up’ spanking-based discipline session your audit index will be at a considerably higher rating, ensuring favourable treatment for you in a number of ways integral to your future. As a courtesy service I’m happy to schedule you an immediate disciplinary session to help you improve your audit results. With that all said, would you be interested?". Thinking for a moment, the auditor does seem to have her pitch rehearsed to a highly believable performance. Still, something feels fishy about it, some random woman just approaching you and offering to spank you as a favour. It’s maybe not the weirdest thing you’ve seen within the center, yet whether it is legitimate is uncertain. Examining your options, you <<if $sexualPreference != 2>> wonder if [[accepting her offer might be a good idea|Admin Hub Spanking Main]]?<<else>>decide that as you’re not into girls you’re uninterested, turning down her offer.<</if>>

Choosing to be cautious, you decide to go along with her, responding, "Okay, I’ll sign up for that ‘disciplinary session’ then. Is it going to take long to get there and do it?", unsure exactly what you are signing up for other than that it seems official and her previous mention of spanking. Her painted smile not dropping for even a second, the self-proclaimed auditor waves her hand at you slightly dismissively, "There’s no need for going anywhere else, this will only take a few minutes and then you’ll be on your way. If we were to go elsewhere it would be a serious imposition on your own schedule", she answers before calling out, "Spanking seat please Alice!". Confused for a second, with some astonishment you watch as a cube-like seat slowly travels across the floor towards the two of you on tiny wheels, obviously being controlled by the facility AI if her request is to be believed. Arriving at where you both stand its wheels retract inwards, leaving the black leather stool next to the redheaded administrator who promptly sits atop of it. "Lay yourself across my lap when you’re ready $firstName", she prompts reassuringly, patting the tops of her thighs to signal where you need to be. Wary about being spanked in public by the stranger you hesitate for a moment, however, your mind plays over what she explained previously about this all being to help you out. And after all, if you had to go somewhere else it’d take much longer. As such you take a deep breath leaning over her warm lap before lowering yourself into a somewhat awkward leaning position over it, asking, "Is this okay?". Slipping her arms around your waist and adjusting you just a smidge, she hums with a sound of satisfaction, "Oh yes, don’t worry yourself there for a moment. You just relax and submit to me like a good little submissive slut", her tone now considerably more informal and sexually charged. Starting to feel increasingly unsure about whether this spanking top-up thing is actually legitimate, you open your mouth to say, "Is there any paperw…AHHH!", a rapid strike to your <<checkAss>> rear interrupting you with an echoing, "CRACK!". It thankfully doesn’t hurt too much, but the suddenness of it puts an end to your attempts to question her, the auditor clearly not willing to delay her fun for a moment longer. Landing another couple of spanks in quick succession, both squarely in the center of your ass cheeks, the red-head muses out loud, "Ooo, listen to that sound! I wonder how sore it’ll get from that one. Such a nice bottom, so <<if $assSize >= 2>>big and juicy<<else>>small and cute<</if>>. Lucky me!", her fingers <<if $assSize >= 2>>sinking into your bum as she gives it a playful squeeze<<else>>stroking against your bum<</if>>. "SMACK!" "SMACK!" "SMACK!" She continues on, strike after strike making your rear increasingly sore. By and large she concentrates on spanking the center of your bum cheeks, keeping her hits around the same spots, though she does occassionally stray to strike the tops of your thighs instead. Heat blossoming through your poor punished rump, it begins to get to you in other ways too, your <<if $chastityLevel != 0 && $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock getting painfully erect within the confines of your $currentChastity<<elseif $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock and wet pussy both starting to feel exceedingly tingly<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock starting to get hard as it presses into her lap<<else>>wet pussy practically so drenched it’s dripping onto her lap<</if>>. Mumbling through the spanks, you ask in discomfort, "How much longer … before we’re … done?", her blows stopping for a second as if she’s thinking over the matter. "Hmmm … I suppose we could stop after just two more. You have been handling them well so far", she finally responds, though to some surprise the next spanks don’t land immediately. Instead after a delayed pause, her hand smashing down onto your sore butt with a resounding, "CLAP!", making you wince from the force on the already repeatedly stricken spot. It seems that she’s making the most of her final spanks, the last one following in a similar suit, making a loud cracking sound like a thunderbolt as fire blooms across your ass. As she begins helping you up, the professionally dressed woman continues, "All done. You performed well, but you might need additional punishment sessions to ensure that you keep up that progress. I’m thinking we should schedule something daily, possibly even twice daily". However, rubbing your bottom to ease the discomfort your mind is locked on other matters, your eyes darting about as you remember that your recent ordeal happened incredibly publicly. Thankfully, the admin department seems to be a rather empty place, and these kinds of performances seem to not be too novel either, your spanking only having garnered some fleeting interest from some of the bored-looking surrounding workers. Now standing and dusting yourself off, you can’t help but wonder, "Was this a real thing, or did you just trick me into a spanking?", watching the stool she was previously say on slowly roll away on its little wheels. Letting out a small laugh before re-comporting herself, the self-proclaimed auditor muses pleasantly, "Well I certainly do work for the facility in a position where I audit trainee programme member performance. Whether you were in need of disciplinary session or not, well we’ll have to leave that part a mystery. Asking too many questions might require another spanking, and I don’t think your poor behind wants that right now. I’ll be seeing you around cutie", the red-head taking her leave from you at this point by strutting away confidently. Confused and more than a little aroused, you shake your head deciding that at the very least you didn’t lose anything regardless of whether the disciplinary session was real or not. As such, you [[return to walking through the administrative hub|Admin Hub]].

<<set $jessFirstQuestStarted = true>>Leaving your room, a figure suddenly collides into you with a jolt that knocks you back a step, a panicked feminine voice rapidly babbling, "$firstName … $firstName! <<if $jessRelationship > 0>>I know we don’t really know each other well, but I didn’t know who else to turn to<<else>>I’ve tried everyone else, and I know you don’t like me, but I’m desperate and I need your help!<</if>>". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessLarge.png]]</div> Taking a step back to steady yourself and get a better a look at Jess, the other new trainee programme member from your induction into the facility. The petite girl with slightly shorter than shoulder length brown hair, and matching brown eyes, appears to be highly distressed, her green tank top and skirt both seemingly bearing rips and stains since you last saw them. Her breasts also seem to have increased a cup-size or so, but given everything going on in the Center you don’t find that too surprising. Raising your hands up before you in calming shushing motion, you respond, "Slow down a second and explain what’s going on to me? Why do you think I can help you, and what have you gotten yourself into?", your tone even, more curious about finding out exactly what’s happening before you commit yourself to offering your help. Her bottom lip quivering, the pretty brunette answers you nervously, "I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I just … after I left on that first day here, this guard named Gary, Agent Gary, grabbed me. He … he told me that I worked for him now, and if I didn’t agree he’d get me in a lot of trouble … said he’d already created some fake charges against me. He blackmailed me, made me give him all my points, and then he <<if $nonConPlay>>made me have sex with him<<else>>made me clean for him and act like a maid<</if>>. I need to get away from him before he does something bad. W…when one of his friends came over, they were talking, and I … I overheard that he gets trainees removed from the system illegally, then sells them off cheap …", the whole time she talks you also notice that she nervously keeps glancing over her shoulders. Not what you can exactly do in such a situation, you say back, "That’s terrible, but what really can I do in all of this?", wondering if going to the administrators within the facility would even do anything. "He watches me all the time, he only leaves late at night. You can at least let someone know that this is going on. Or maybe you could pay him off … I don’t know but I need help and I’ll do anything for you if you do!", desperation heavy in Jess’s voice as she pleads with you, she presses a slip of paper with a room address written on it into your hand. "JESS!", a terse and gruff voice shouts, cutting through the ambient noise of the dormitory main room. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GaryLarge.png]]</div> Scanning the room to spot the source of the commotion, you notice a large man of maybe six and a half feet in height storming towards you. His only visible part being his bald head and his scowling face, even from just that you can tell that he’s a power house of muscle, his neck bulging and tensing in his anger. Equipped in the standard facility Agent armour, he is certainly imposing, though you notice interestingly that unlike with Davis he doesn’t have the word ‘Agent’ marked on the chest area, just the ‘T.R.C’ block letter stamp. Advancing closer and grabbing the shaking brunette by the upper arm forcefully, he shouts at her, "Where the fuck do you think you’re going slave. Get your ass back to my room this instant you insolent cur, otherwise I’ll punish your ass and tits so hard that you won’t be able to sleep for a month, do you understand!", the way he speaks so dominant and aggressive that you already know Jess will fall into line with it. As expected, Jess’s eyes lock onto the floor, not wanting to anger the man further. Meekly whimpering, you just about catch it as she meeps, "Yes sir … I’m sorry sir …", her words laced with desperation. "And what do we have here then!", the man you assume to be Gary snarls, turning his attention to you, "You some simpering do-gooder trying to rescue the poor damsel. Well don’t bother, she’s a worthless ex-junkie<<if $nonConPlay>>, and she’s shit in the bedroom<</if>>. You’d be smart to keep your nose out of my business if you know what’s good for you". Taken aback, but unsure where you stand regarding the insulting guard, you respond neutrally, "None of my business. But, if it was, why are you so interested in keeping hold of someone you care so little about. Maybe there’s something we could work out here instead", not sure what to think of the whole matter but wanting to see what your options are. Grunting, as if in irritated thought for a second, the hulking man huffs, "She’s shit, but she’s what I’ve got for now. You want her, then you better be offering some big money or a trade of something better. The deal is you get me 10k G.G.P or you let me get my dick wet in you … lets say ten times to make up for her, I suppose then I could let her slide over to being your problem. Otherwise we have nothing more to talk about", the way he speaks giving you the impression that he doesn’t really care either way. Saying aback to the belligerent man, "Alright, I’ll think about it. Where can I find you if I want to make a deal?", you watch as he rolls his eyes. "The scheming slut already gave you my address, you’ve got it in your hands. You want her, you pay with ass or cash, and you better be quick as I get bored of crap like her quick. I ain’t going to give you more than fourteen days to sort out that payment, and I might not even keep her around that long", Gary grins, adding in a bark towards Jess, "Say goodbye to your do-gooder friend then!". Whimpering and raising her gaze for the first time since the domineering guard arrived, Jess looks at you with big pleading eyes, "Please save me $firstName", any further attempts to get you to help her quickly halted as he begins to forcefully drag her away. Sighing to yourself that you’ve just had another problem dumped on you, you once more [[find yourself standing in the main dormitory hall|Dorm Hub]].

Making your mind up to try to pay the belligerent agent off to get Jess back, you tell him, "Sure, alright, I’ll put <<if $holderInt == 1>>one thousand points<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five thousand points<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten thousand points<</if>> towards buying Jess from you. How do you want to do this?", Gary grunting his recognition whilst standing still in place. Fumbling momentarily with one hand, his eyes still locked on you, the guard manages to retrieve a small yet bulky tablet from out of sight. "Type it in there, it’ll detect who you are for the bank transfer", Gary grumbles in his usual unpleasant tone, thrusting the device roughly towards you. The cumbersome gadget is odder up close, looking half-cobbled together, a grubby combination of mismatched parts. Still, with a loud, "BEEP!", the name, "$firstName $secondName", appears on the screen proving him at least somewhat correct. Sighing to yourself you type in the amount and hit the enter key, announcing, "Done", upon finishing it. Snatching the ramshackle payment machine and glancing at it, the man grunts back at you, "Alright, it’s done. <<if $jessFirstQuestPaymentLeft <= 0>>Guess that means you’re all paid up then<<else>>That means you still owe me $jessFirstQuestPaymentLeft G.G.P if you want your useless junkie friend back<</if>>", his tone sounding like he doesn’t really care about the whole situation other than being annoyed at your presence. <<if $jessFirstQuestPaymentLeft <= 0>>Placing the device back where he retrieved it from, he shrugs adding in his gruff voice, "The slut is yours then, deals a deal. Got more from her than most of the others, so if you want to play hero then no skin off of my back. Wait here and I’ll call her for you, then you can get out of here and stop bothering me", the man looking over his shoulder as if he’s trying to spot where she is. Waiting patiently, and hoping that he doesn’t try to scam you at the last moment, [[you watch for what happens next|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Buy Jess][$jessFirstQuestEnding = 3; $jessFirstQuestComplete = true;]].<<else>>As the hulking agent places the device back out of sight, he adds in gruff voice, "If you haven’t got any more money to give me, then get out of here and stop bothering me. And remember, I’m not a patient man, if I get bored of her then she’s gone whether you’ve started paying me or not. Heh", those last words obviously putting an end to the conversation. Seeing nothing else to say on the topic for now, at least nothing that won’t make the situation worse, you once more find yourself [[standing before Gary|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Day Visit]].<</if>>

Coming to a conclusion, you decide that you’ve had enough of dealing with the disgusting guard. He had no right to kidnap and terrorize Jess, nor to make any demands from you. Instead you decide to put your foot down, telling him, "You’re going to hand Jess over to me … now", the hulking armoured man just rolling his eyes at your statement. "Fuck off! I took her, she’s mine. Maybe I’ve been too kind in my offers to you, maybe instead I should double my prices for her. Think about that next time you think of shit talking m…", Gary begins to rant, growling at you. Though of course, he doesn’t manage to finish that thought. Seeing red at his belligerent response, especially after you were so nice as to offer him a chance to avoid all of this, you throw your fist rapidly into his one unarmoured spot, his face. "CRACK!", a sickly breaking sound is the first signal that your strike hit its mark, your first feeling like it’s on fire from the force of the impact. Thankfully it not only seems like your surprise strike caught him off guard, but all that time building your muscles has given you the strength to take down such a muscular opponent. Collapsing to the floor, a bloom of red spread across his face, likely a result of a broken nose, the agent spits at you, "You’re going to fucking regret tha…AHHHH!". However, pumping with adrenaline and righteous fury as you are, you don’t let up this time swinging your leg into his body-armour covered stomach with as much force as you can manage. Now clutching his stomach, the man silenced as he retches in pain, you explain to him in an uncomfortable calmness, "I’m not going to regret anything, you are! You’re probably thinking how you’re going to get back at me now, but when you do I want you to think of this", your statement punctuated by you stamping down on the mans hand with a nauseating crunch as he tries to push himself off of the ground, "Jess is under my protection, and if anything happens to her or me then I’ll finish the job I started here today. Think about that the next time you try to fuck someone over", those final words likely unheard by your opponent as he screams out in pain. Looking down at the battered form of the previously menacing man, you wonder if you’ve gone too far. But, ultimately, you know that you’ve got to cause him enough trouble here that he won’t think of reprisal against the two of you. As such you squat down, taking the moment to spit on him before stating bluntly, "Now say you’re sorry, and promise me that you won’t come after me or Jess again. Otherwise we might have to continue all of this", your eyes locking on his as he cradles his limp hand. "What are you a psychopa…", he begins to mutter, but your glare stays his words. Keeping your eye contact you reiterate, "That wasn’t an apology, or your promise to stop terrorizing trainees. Do I need to explain the rules to you again?", making sure he understands that he’s not getting out of this without an assurance that he’ll give up. Swallowing uncomfortably, dread running across his face, he finally grunts, "I’m s…sorry. I’ll stop my racket, no more kidnapping … just … just leave me alone …", sweat practically pouring down his contorted face. Nodding slowly, figuring that is probably enough, you get up, keeping your awareness up the entire time in case he tries to strike. Yet, looking down at him you suspect he might have passed out, his consciousness having faded. Once more you wonder if you went too far just now, though another strange thought also passes your mind … doesn’t Alice the facility AI monitor trainees constantly? Checking his pulse to make sure he’s relatively fine, which he seems to be, you notice a tablet mounted in the wall by the door. Pressing the button to call facility assistance, your conscience feels cleaner, especially as you suspect they’ll be interested to find what’s been going on in his apartment. Observing the place you soon notice the dishevelled form of Jess cowering behind a sofa, likely having hidden there as soon as the violence started. Hoping that you haven’t frightened her too much, you approach her, helping the anxious girl to her feet before [[taking her hand to pull her to leave|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Save Jess][$jessFirstQuestEnding = 2; $jessFirstQuestComplete = true; if($jessRelationship <= 90){$jessRelationship += 10;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]].

Deciding that helping Jess out of her situation would be more trouble than it’s worth, you tell the belligerent guard, "Alright. So, say that I am willing to take the money and walk. What’s to say I won’t just come right back and try to take here?", pretty sure that even he isn’t stupid enough to just hand you money in the hopes that you’ll honour the agreement. Searching for a moment with one hand, his eyes still locked on you, the guard manages to retrieve a small yet bulky tablet from out of sight. "It’s simple. Even outside of what I’d do to you, you’ll now be implicated in my business. You cause trouble for me, then you’ll end up in a whole much worse world of hurt than what I could give. I’ve got friends in high places, I can get out of legal trouble without much issue, you’re a slave programme member who no one cares two shits about", Gary grumbles in his usual unpleasant tone, tapping away on the keys of the device before thrusting it roughly towards you. The cumbersome gadget is odder up close, looking half-cobbled together, a grubby combination of mismatched parts. Still, with a loud, "BEEP!", the name, "TRANSFERRING 1000 G.G.P TO -> $firstName $secondName", appears on the screen, a prompt asking you to hit the enter key to complete the transaction. Shrugging to yourself, already committed you do just that, hitting the enter key and announcing, "Done", upon finishing it. Grabbing the ramshackle payment machine and glancing at it, the man grins back at you, "Alright, we’re done here. You have your ‘fuck off’ money, I have the slut and we’ve decided I’m keeping her, so now fuck off", his tone sounding pleased with himself as he places the device back out of sight. Now one thousand points richer for having done basically nothing, you can’t help but be content with your own turn of luck, so only respond, "Alright then, hopefully I won’t be seeing you around either", before turning to leave. The hulking agent still blocking the door, you can just about make out a pleading cry from within wail, "How could you $firstName … I trusted you …", just before the door is slammed behind you. Putting Jess and whatever fate that awaits her out of your mind, you [[wander back towards your dormitory hall|Dorm Hub]].

"Useless slut, stop that and get your ass over here!", the Agent growls over his shoulder, seemingly having spotted Jess. It only takes a few seconds for you to hear shuffling footsteps approach, her form only partially visible due to the hulking form of the Gary filling up the doorframe. Squeaking a quiet, "Yes Sir, what do you need?", you’re pretty certain that it’s Jess. Taking a step backwards, putting the dishevelled brunette girl in full view, the much larger man roughly takes hold of her arm, jerking her around in front of him before pushing her out towards you. "Your not my problem anymore. Yer knight in shining armour bought you off of me, so we’re done. Well we’re done so long as you both keep your traps shut", he grunts, not seeming to care too much about losing her at all. "So, we’re done then?", you question as you stop Jess from stumbling, glad that he’s handed her over but wanting to make sure that the deal is really concluded. Nodding through another grunt, the Agent responds, "Right, we’re done. You don’t know me, I don’t know you, neither of us pry into the others business. As long as we’ve got an understanding, then you bought the junkie, she’s your problem now", waiting for you to signal your own agreement with a nod before he abruptly slams the door on you both. Taking everything in, you realize that you’re stood alone with Jess in the dark shabby corridor, your Gary issue now over. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessLarge.png]]</div> For long moments you both stand there, unsure what to say before finally the silence is broken by Jess asking nervously in a whisper, "Is it over?". Answering her with a reassuring, "Yes, he’s not going to be a problem any more", you watch on as she breaks down, tears streaming down her cheeks as she sobs loudly. "I thought … I thought I was going to be stuck with him fo…forever …", Jess sobs, adding, "… that or that he’d sell me to somewhere even worse …", her reaction not entirely unexpected considering the tattered and stained state her clothing is in. Starting to steer her along with you, not wanting to get caught outside Agent Gary’s apartment, nor wanting to bump into any of the other residents of the seedy residential block, you start to leave. Along the way though you reassure the recently captive brunette, "It’s okay, you don’t have to worry about him any longer, he’s been dealt with now", your words helping calm her down at least a little. All she manages to say back as you both quietly make your way back is, "Thank you", the situation she’s been in obviously having taken a toll on her. Soon back in your shared dormitory main hall, Jess suddenly states, "$firstName … I owe you so much. I’m not sure how to … repay you. Thank you $firstName, maybe it’s a bit melodramatic, but you saved my life today. Whatever I can do for you, please just say. I want to make it up to you for saving me … I’m too useless to be able to save myself", a sombre tone to her voice. Mulling over what she just said, you get the impression that she’s being sincere when she mentions wanting to reward you, though what she has to offer you can’t really say. That is, if you want anything from her at all. You suppose you could ask her for some money, though another couple of thoughts briefly play through your mind. What if you asked her to move in with you as a roommate? She’s not in a great state, so possibly that extra company and security would be better for both of you. That said, a darker thought wonders if given all the effort you took to save her that you might be better off taking her as your own slave instead, the whimpering trainee obviously not capable of taking care of herself. With these thoughts in your mind, you make your response to her. Do you: [[Refuse to take a reward|Dorm Hub Jess Quest No Reward][if($jessRelationship <= 70){$jessRelationship += 30;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]] [[Request that she pays you for helping her|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Money Reward][$ggp += 2000; if($jessRelationship <= 90){$jessRelationship += 10;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]] [[Ask her to move in with you as a roommate|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Roommate Reward][$jessRoommate = true; if($jessRelationship <= 70){$jessRelationship += 30;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;}; $upkeep += 100]] [[Inform her that she’s now your slave|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Slave Reward][if($submission>= -80){$submission -= 20;}else{$submission = -100;}; $jessSlave = true; $upkeep += 100]]

Clasping her by the hand, you begin to urge Jess out of the spacious and opulent apartment of the abusive guard, the dishevelled brunette resisting your pull whilst whispering, "A…am I okay to … leave?", obviously unsure if doing so will get her in more trouble. Laying your other hand atop of hers as you turn to her for a second, still intent on leaving but wanting to calm her first, you evenly explain, "He’s dealt with, and he’s never going to bother you again. You’re safe now, but we can’t stay here", making your sincerity clear in the gentle forcefulness of his tone. Nodding the most minor of nods, the trainee suddenly eases up, letting you guide her like a puppy on a leash. It’s probably not a good sign that she’s so silent and easy to guide at the moment, but you can tell for certain staying here longer isn’t going to make her any better. Instead, you do your best to leave through the front door as rapidly as you can without startling the jumpy girl, closing the door behind her with an audible, "CLICK!". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessLarge.png]]</div> For long moments you both stand there, unsure what to say before finally the silence is broken by Jess asking nervously in a whisper, "It’s over, isn’t it?". Answering her with a reassuring, "Yes, he’s not going to be a problem any more", you watch on as she breaks down, tears streaming down her cheeks as she sobs loudly. "I thought … I thought I was going to be stuck with him fo…forever …", Jess sobs, adding, "… that or that he’d sell me to somewhere even worse …", her reaction not entirely unexpected considering the tattered and stained state her clothing is in. Starting to steer her along with you, not wanting to bump into any of the other residents of the seedy residential block, you start to leave. Along the way though you reassure the recently captive brunette, "It’s okay, you don’t have to worry about him any longer, he’s been dealt with now", your words helping calm her down at least a little. All she manages to say back as you both quietly make your way back is, "Thank you", the situation she’s been in obviously having taken a toll on her. Soon back in your shared dormitory main hall, Jess suddenly states, "$firstName … I owe you so much. I’m not sure how to … repay you. Thank you $firstName, maybe it’s a bit melodramatic, but you saved my life today. Whatever I can do for you, please just say. I want to make it up to you for saving me … I’m too useless to be able to save myself", a sombre tone to her voice. Mulling over what she just said, you get the impression that she’s being sincere when she mentions wanting to reward you, though what she has to offer you can’t really say. That is, if you want anything from her at all. You suppose you could ask her for some money, though another couple of thoughts briefly play through your mind. What if you asked her to move in with you as a roommate? She’s not in a great state, so possibly that extra company and security would be better for both of you. That said, a darker thought wonders if given all the effort you took to save her that you might be better off taking her as your own slave instead, the whimpering trainee obviously not capable of taking care of herself. With these thoughts in your mind, you make your response to her. Do you: [[Refuse to take a reward|Dorm Hub Jess Quest No Reward][if($jessRelationship <= 70){$jessRelationship += 30;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]] [[Request that she pays you for helping her|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Money Reward][$ggp += 2000; if($jessRelationship <= 90){$jessRelationship += 10;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]] [[Ask her to move in with you as a roommate|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Roommate Reward][$jessRoommate = true; if($jessRelationship <= 70){$jessRelationship += 30;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;}; $upkeep += 50]] [[Inform her that she’s now your slave|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Slave Reward][if($submission>= -80){$submission -= 20;}else{$submission = -100;}; $jessSlave = true; $upkeep += 50]]

Steeling your nerve, you decide that you’ve had enough of dealing with the disgusting guard and are going to put your blackmail plan into action. Standing tall and filling your voice with confidence you tell him, "After what I’m about to tell you I think you’ll want to just turn Jess over to me", the hulking armoured man just rolling his eyes at your statement. "What have you got shit for brains! Unless what you’re about to tell me is that you’re paying up then fuck off before I bump up her price", Gary begins to rant, growling at you. Still, you hold your ground, pulling out the, "OPERATION VANGUARD ECLIPSE", folder . Flashing him the cardboard document file, you grin, "You’ll want to give this a read, then you’ll want to give me Jess", handing him the heavily redacted sheet of information. Practically snatching it from you with a highly sceptical look about him, Gary glances over it, becoming visibly paler but not appearing any less aggressive. "What the fuck are you trying to pull here! You made this up didn’t you? Faked it up to try and scare me off of her". "No", you respond, keeping your cool, "That’s all real, managed to secure it from a contact of mine. Seems like the Center knows that you’ve been causing trouble, and whoever you’re bribing to look the other way isn’t going to be enough to keep you safe this time. So, hand Jess over to me and leave us alone". A mix of anger and dread crossing his visage, the incredulous agent spits out, "Even if you didn’t fake it, it says that they’re going to leave me alone …". However, you interrupt him before he has a chance to go any further. "What it says is that you’ve been found out and if anything more is brought to their attention you’ll be ‘dealt with’. The slightest slip and you’re done for. Further, do you think I’m stupid? I’ve got back ups of that document and an automated message ready to send off to dozens of staff just in case you don’t play ball. So, hand her over", you bluff coolly, not having taken those extra steps but suspecting that you’d need an extra level of threat to push him over the edge into accepting your agreement. Eyes filled with hate, Gary mutters, "Alright … you win. Take the stupid fucking junkie, what do I care … fuck! You shut your mouth … then … then we’ll …", his internal meltdown blatantly obvious. Turning his back to you as he begins to head inside, you answer him happily, "Sure thing, you’ve got a deal", glad that you seem to have achieved your goal but not wanting to get complacent yet. However, it seems you don’t have too much to worry about as he suddenly speeds up dashing out of sight, footfall on stairs giving you the impression that he’s disappeared deep into his spacious apartment. Observing the place now that he’s no longer blocking the doorway you soon notice the dishevelled form of Jess peering around a corner, likely having hidden there so that she could eavesdrop on your conversation. Hoping that she hasn’t been too traumatised by the situation, you approach her, [[taking her hand to pull her to leave|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Save Jess][$jessFirstQuestEnding = 5; $jessFirstQuestComplete = true; if($jessRelationship <= 90){$jessRelationship += 10;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]].

Travelling to the address on the slip of paper that Jess handed you, you soon arrive at an area marked as residential space. Strangely, it’s not as nice as the dormitory hall outside of your room, being a much more utilitarian yet clean set of corridors with apartment building doors coming off of them. Thankfully though you don’t have any trouble finding the door, the name plate reading, "TRC Agent Gary Axton". More interestingly, the door is already open … <<if $jessFirstQuestSabotage>>"We’ve been reliably alerted to criminal activity within your home. Searching of your home for evidence has been cleared by the administrators, therefore if you resist we shall presume guilt and arrest you immediately", a masculine voice echoes through the open doorway, the owner of which is completely unknown to you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GuardLarge.png]]</div> Peering around the door frame, you immediately spot a hulking muscular guard standing at maybe 8 foot in height, the almost ubiquitous facility marked body armour adorning him. Two additional guards, this time wearing the full helmet flank a figure that’s currently blocked from sight who he’s talking to, the unlucky person likely Gary from what you can guess. "This is ridiculous, you can’t come into my home without a warrant", spits the angry voice of the problematic guard Agent Gary, though none of the other security officers budge from their positions at this statement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GaryLarge.png]]</div> As the truly huge guard moves further in to explore, now no longer blocking the path to the door, you spot the muscular frame of Gary, though his hands are behind his back and a security agent stands on either side of him. Bald as ever, with a stern mean look in his brown eyes, he does not look the personable sort as ever. Even worse at more than six feet in height, and wearing a set of facility guard armour, you get the impression that he’d be a dangerous man to tussle with even when restrained. But there’s something else … he looks scared. The big man immediately seems to beeline for the stand you planted your <<if $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 1>>illegal drugs from Seb<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 2>>classified research from Dr Radcliff<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 3>>illegal hacking software from Felicity<</if>> in, which is strange given you not mentioning that to Alice. Finding what you stowed away, he nods to his men who begin marching the nervous Gary in your direction, the leader of the guard group responding resolutely, "Illegal contraband has been located, therefore in light of existing information the suspect is to be summarily convicted of ownership of illegal materials, trade of illegal materials, and espionage. With AI: designation Alice, presiding, this investigation is officially concluded. Additionally, addendum for the official records, warrants are not necessary within the local jurisdiction, only the clearance of an administrator, an executive board member, or the presiding AI, Alice is required". Manhandled through the door that you’re currently gaping at the proceedings around, you have to back up a little, yet in his shock the horrid guard doesn’t spot you, instead crying out, "We can work something out … my contacts have deep pockets …", though entirely to no avail. Calling out, "Serves you right", as he slowly disappears from view, threatening and attempting to bargain with his captors in equal measure, the inhumanly large guard passes by you without a word, only soul-searingly staring down at you through his impenetrable visor screen.<<elseif $jessFirstQuestFavourPerson == 3>>"You’re not gonna get away with this Axton. The Center doesn’t take kindly to those who rob and break the rules, especially amongst the guard", a masculine voice echoes through the open doorway, the owner of which is obviously Agent Davis even without seeing him. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/DavisLarge.png]]</div> Peering around the door frame, you immediately spot the muscular Davis standing large, his almost ubiquitous facility marked body armour adorning him. Two additional guards, this time wearing the full helmet flank a figure that’s currently blocked from sight who he’s talking to, the unlucky person likely Gary from what you can guess. "This is ridiculous, you can’t come into my home without a warrant", spits the angry voice of the problematic guard Agent Gary, though none of the other security officers budge from their positions at this statement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GaryLarge.png]]</div> As Davis paces to no longer block the path to the door, you spot the muscular frame of Gary, though his hands are behind his back and a security agent stands on either side of him. Bald as ever, with a stern mean look in his brown eyes, he does not look the personable sort as ever. Even worse at more than six feet in height, and wearing a set of facility guard armour, you get the impression that he’d be a dangerous man to tussle with even when restrained. But there’s something else … he looks scared. Nodding to his men who begin marching the nervous Gary in your direction, Davis responds resolutely, "You act like we have warrants around here. You’re under the Center’s jurisdiction and you signed up to be handled by their legal system when you applied to work here. I’m your commanding officer, and with everything I’ve seen and heard it’s a disgusting sin that you weren’t rooted out earlier. You are the rot that seeps into the cracks tainting everything, and I won’t tolerate that, especially not from my forces", adding to the other guards, "Remove him, I’ll follow in a moment". Manhandled through the door that you’re currently gaping at the proceedings around, you have to back up a little, yet in his shock the horrid guard doesn’t spot you, instead crying out, "We can work something out … my contacts have deep pockets …", though entirely to no avail. Calling out, "Serves you right", as he slowly disappears from view, threatening and attempting to bargain with his captors in equal measure, Davis approaches you. "Thanks for the tip off. Erm … you didn’t … anyway see you around …", what you could almost mistake as the slightest tinges of an embarrassed blush touching his cheeks as he hurries after his associates.<<elseif $jessFirstQuestFavourPerson == 4>>"You think you can come into my house, and can steal the bread from my fucking table. Organized criminals have rules, it’s in the shitting name you rank jelly brained amateur. We skimp off the top, but we never take anything that’ll be missed, and we do not piss of the people that actually matter. Do you realise what you’ve stuck your dick in by fucking with the trainee programme! Course you don’t. Fuck, do you have any idea how mad the executives would get if they thought I was involved in shit like this. We have a fucking eco system! Like the motherfucking rainforest or some shit!", a familiar voice rants through the open doorway, the owner of which is obviously Tony B himself even without seeing him. "You can stick your dick in them all you want, maybe even elope with one on a fucking honeymoon for all they care, but you start funnelling them out by the truckload and we get … fuck! The bosses actually care about the cum guzzling slave cunts, you can embezzle millions from them without a blink of the eye, but you start fucking with their cock-munching bimbo’s and they fuck you from on high. Thing is, now they think I’m involved, and I can’t be involved, you get me, so I have to send a fucking message with what I do to you. I’d say no hard feelings, but with the shit you’ve lumped on my plate there are fucking hard feelings". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/TonyLarge.png]]</div> Peering around the door frame, you immediately spot the suited Tony standing remarkably stoically, his usual dumb party-boy atmosphere completely gone. Two additional goons, large and imposing, flank a figure that’s currently blocked from sight who he’s talking to, the unlucky person likely Gary from what you can guess. "This is ridiculous, how’s what I do any different. I just traffic off one or two slaves a month", spits the angry voice of the problematic guard Agent Gary, though none of the criminal muscle surrounding him budge from their positions at this statement. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/GaryLarge.png]]</div> As Tony B paces to no longer block the path to the door, you spot the muscular frame of Gary, though his hands are behind his back and one of Tony’s goons stand on either side of him. Bald as ever, with a stern mean look in his brown eyes, he does not look the personable sort as ever. Even worse at more than six feet in height, and wearing a set of facility guard armour, you get the impression that he’d be a dangerous man to tussle with even when restrained. But there’s something else … he looks scared. Nodding to his men who begin marching the nervous Gary in your direction, Tony mutters in irritation, "Exactly, even when I fucking spell it out you don’t get it. You don’t get in way of the Seven! If you do … I get fucking chills over what happens, and I’m piece of work. I’m doing you a favour at this point, because before long they’d set their eyes on you. Good fucking riddance", adding to the other men, "Bag him and begin the conversion, I’ll be along to witness the transfer". Manhandled through the door that you’re currently gaping at the proceedings around, you have to back up a little, yet in his shock the horrid guard doesn’t spot you, instead crying out, "We can work something out … I have contacts … I could work for you …", though entirely to no avail. Calling out, "Serves you right", as he slowly disappears from view, threatening and attempting to bargain with his captors in equal measure, Tony B approaches you. "Our business is concluded. If you’re smart you’ll forget everything about this, including whatever you overheard. Your gal is in there, go get her and have a heart-warming reunion you can tell the grandkids about one day", what you could almost mistake as a normal human empathetic reaction crossing his face before he wanders off after his associates.<</if>> Observing the place now that you can enter, you soon notice the dishevelled form of Jess peering around a corner, likely having hidden out of concern for what just happened. Hoping that she hasn’t been too traumatised by the situation, you approach her, [[taking her hand to pull her to leave|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Save Jess][if($jessFirstQuestSabotage == true){$jessFirstQuestEnding = 8;}else if($jessFirstQuestFavourPerson == 3){$jessFirstQuestEnding = 6;}else if($jessFirstQuestFavourPerson == 4){$jessFirstQuestEnding = 7;}; $jessFirstQuestComplete = true; if($jessRelationship <= 90){$jessRelationship += 10;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]].

Coming to a conclusion, you decide that now is the best time to strike with your sabotage of the horrible man. He had no right to kidnap and terrorize Jess, nor to make any demands from you. Instead you start to come up with a plan to plant your <<if $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 1>>illegal drugs from Seb<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 2>>classified research from Dr Radcliff<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 3>>illegal hacking software from Felicity<</if>>, telling Jess, "Hey … so I have an idea. I managed to get some <<if $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 1>>drugs<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 2>>classified information<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 3>>illegal software <</if>> from someone I know and I was thinking that we hide it somewhere here, and then contact Alice about it. If they have a legitimate excuse to investigate him, then I think all the other illegal stuff he’s been up to will come to light, or at the very least we might have a good opportunity to sneak you out in the confusion. So, what do you think?", the nervous brunette smiling at you awkwardly. It takes her a few long moments to build up the courage to speak, but eventually she quietly asks, "Are you sure? Isn’t this a … um, risk to you?", her expressive eyes looking up at you shyly through her eyelashes. Nodding, you respond, "Yes Jess, I’m sure. We need to do something big like this if we’re really going to stop the Gary issue. So, with that said, do you have a good idea where I should hide it?", calmly reassuring her. "Okay", Jess starts with a shy smile, taking a moment to look around the room and think, "Maybe the cabinet by the door then? He doesn’t seem to use it a lot, and it would be quick to find when searching. Also … um, it would make sense if he’s meant to be selling the stuff we’re planting that he’d keep it close to the door so he could get to it quickly". Sharing your agreement on her assessment, you move over to the previously mentioned side table, opening the drawer. Thankfully, not only is not locked, but it seems empty enough that you can stow away the <<if $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 1>>illegal drugs from Seb<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 2>>classified research from Dr Radcliff<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 3>>illegal hacking software from Felicity<</if>>, closing it when you’re done so it doesn’t look tampered with. "That should do it. Will call for help as soon as I can. Hopefully this should all be resolved soon", you reassure Jess, getting ready to leave now that your plan is in motion. Jess, however, nervously asks, "Do you … um, really think this will … work …", her anxiety over the situation palpable. Leaning in to give her a short supportive pat on the shoulder, you smile at her comfortingly, "It’ll work. Just lay low, and I’ll sort everything out", leaving the poor brunette on her own as she closes the front door of Agent Gary’s apartment behind you. Heading down a good few corridors so that no one stumbles over you whilst you do it, you look for one of the many wall-mounted consoles that will let you contact Alice the facility AI. Whilst they are fewer in number in this rougher area of dirty apartments, it doesn’t take long to find one and select that you want to talk to Alice, as you do the usual monotone voice of Alice asking, "Greetings trainee $firstName. What services can I provide for you today?". Smiling to yourself, you tell her, "I was taking a walk through some of the housing areas, and I just saw something strange. When I passed by a door that had the nameplate, ‘TRC Agent Gary Axton’, I witnessed a bald headed security agent talking to a shady looking man. The guard passed the guy a <<if $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 1>>bag of what looked like drugs<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 2>>folder with the word ‘classified’ stamped across it<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 3>>strange software drive<</if>>, and the second man passed him a suitcase, which when he opened seemed to be full of gold. Thought that I should report this, as it just seemed like something illegal might be going on", hoping that she doesn’t ask too many questions. Maybe surprisingly, Alice doesn’t question you further, instead informing you, "Thank you for your diligence trainee $firstName in reporting this crime. A security squad will be dispatched to apprehend the suspect at the next convenience", the way things are going feeling almost too easy. However, as the screen turns off, you’re almost certain you here a faint feminine voice comment, "… clever …". Continuing to take the chance on your sabotage plan working out, you [[return to your dormitory main foyer|Dorm Hub]].

"… $firstName …". Your head hurts, it hurts a lot. But, through it you can just about make out the muffled voice of someone calling out your name. "Wake up $firstName … please", the voice insists as you tentatively begin to open your eyes, a flood light momentarily blinding you. Groaning, "Wow, my head is stinging. I’m waking up though, just give me a moment", you respond grumpily, your vision finally clearing even if your headache isn’t. Taking stock of your surroundings you seem to be in a concrete cell with a heavy duty metal door and no windows. Inside the room there isn’t much to comment on, the walls being bare, a small drain in the center of the floor, two blanket-less cots on the floor, and a light built into the ceiling. There is one more thing in the room though, there is a naked Jess leaning over you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessLarge.png]]</div> Her above the shoulder short brunette hair looking much more lustrous and well-kept than when you last saw her, it immediately seems like she’s in a better state than when you last saw her. Most certainly, despite the lack of clothing, putting her C-Cup breasts on full display, she appears significantly more clean and healthy. You do spot two things of note though. Firstly that she’s completely free of pubic hair, her puffy pussy completely in view. And, secondly, that she has a number and letter combination now tattooed on the front side of her shoulder. Reaching down to give you a rather fleshy and boob-filled hug, the naked Jess cries out, "You’re finally awake $firstName! I was so worried about you! They said that you were going to wake up within the next few hours, but with you being out so long I was concerned that you might not be okay", her wholehearted embrace not ceasing. Having to fend her off slightly to find room to breathe, you manage to ask, "It’s good to see you too Jess. But, you’re going to need to catch me up. Where are we? What happened? How long have I been out for?", the fact that you’ve woken up naked in a remarkably humid concrete cell making you understandably concerned. Pulling back to give you some more space, your friend kneels down beside your cot, slowly beginning to explain, "There’s a lot to cover, but try not to freak out … at least not right away … please? Okay, so, Agent Gary knocked you out after you tried to save me, he then dosed you up with some long acting sleeping drug. Overall you’ve been out about four days now, but our new owners assured me that you were safe", the fact that four days have passed and that you have a new ‘owner’ making you flinch uncomfortably. "Agent Gary panicked over your attack, said that dealing with two stolen slaves would cause too much heat for him. That’s why he got in contact with one of his buyers straight away and sold us on cheap to cover his ass, we were gone from the Center within the hour. Sounds like they scrubbed our records too, doesn’t sound like anyone is going to come looking for us at least". Continuing, she tells you, "We were bought by a paramilitary mercenary organization named the Cybernetic Hellhounds, though some of them prefer to call themselves Cyber-Dogs. It’s kind of complicated, but they have a lot of sex slaves to keep up moral for their forces, and there’s this big hierarchy within all the slaves that’s hard to explain. We’re new, so we got sent out to an active mission base, though I’m not sure where. It’s nicer than you might think, outside of our cell at least, warm showers and … well the food isn’t too great. We’re expected to please the mercenaries", her long description of the situation now complete, it takes running it through your mind a few times to process it all. Finally speaking, you say back reassuringly, "Well, at least we’re together. From the sounds of it things could have turned out much worse. So, what’s all this about a slave hierarchy?", wanting to know everything you can about this mysterious new group that own you. <hr> Twelve months later: "I’m tired $firstName, I don’t think I can <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>lick another pussy<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>suck another cock<<else>>lick anymore pussy or cock today<</if>>! My jaw is so tired I think it’s going to lock-up!", Jess whines at you, staring at you with oversized puppy-dog eyes pleadingly. Sighing to yourself, you suppose she’s right and that you should give her some slack. At least for a day. Thinking back to everything that’s happened since you were bought up by the Cybernetic Hellhounds, you have pushed her pretty hard so that the both of you could work your way up the slave ranks. Turns out that your friend was right, they did have a complex hierarchy, and you didn’t want to be stuck at the bottom of it. As ‘Service Slaves’, so named because you were the slave rank sent out with active merc deployments, you were looked after but didn’t have many privileges. Afterall, ‘Service Slaves’ weren’t allowed to keep personal property, and seeing as you were always in dangerous remote bases the living conditions were mixed. Though, there were always plenty of food packs and warm showers if you wanted them. The <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>women<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>men<<else>>men and women<</if>> you had to service made often use of the both of you, your main purpose seemingly to help them work out their tension. Sometimes getting humped by thirty-to-forty mercs a day, the experience largely a frantic and rough one, there was no cruelty to it. At the end of the day you were just a handy outlet for their frustrations and something to make their day better. In total there were four slave ranks, each a better position to be in than the last. Service slaves were at the bottom, but every slave started at that rank without question. As a service slave you were open to be used by any merc on the mission, though there were also rules on maximum daily use and what they were allowed to do to you so that you were kept healthy. You were property of the Cybernetic Hellhounds at the end of the day, and even those working for them didn’t want to upset the higher-ups. Next came ‘Basic Base Slaves’, those were the ones who were allowed to stay at the main paramilitary compound, but were open-use slaves for anyone there including higher ranking slaves. By becoming a basic base slave you were then allowed to own personal property, though only what you could carry in a suitcase you were supplied with. The main base had much nicer food, a large number of recreational activities, and was just generally safer and more comfortable, so was a significantly better place to be. Still, basic base slaves still had to remain naked, and there were some minor limits on the food and luxuries that you had access to. Better than them were the ‘Elite Base Slaves’, a smaller group of slaves who were only openly-usable by the high ranking mercs of the Cybernetic Hellhounds, though the lower men still often would try to court them. Allowed their own permanent room, or a more expansive shared room on request, that meant a lot more space to keep gifts. Not only allowed to now wear clothing, with a few restrictions placed on exactly what that could be, every elite base slave was presented with a collar to mark their status. Now afforded luxury meals and relaxation options, similar to the basic officers, it’s no wonder that becoming an elite base slave was the goal of most every lower ranked slave in the organization. Finally, however, came the ‘Personal Slaves’, just a few dozen slaves who’ve been selected to be the personal courtesans to the highest ranking officers of the organization. They often move in with their sponsoring officer, but are still awarded with expanded quarters and a large monthly spending stipend outside of whatever their sponsor gives them. Not only are they no longer sexually beholden to any other member of the mercenary band than their sponsor, but they also hold significant sway over the organization in general. Of course, thanks to your diligent behaviour since being bought, you and Jess were able to progress from ‘Service Slaves’ to ‘Basic Base Slaves’ in under three months. Sure the room you were both assigned wasn’t technically yours, but compared to the concrete cell a comfy bedroom with an en-suite bathroom was miles better. No longer stuck eating MRE’s, or worrying about enemy attacks and stray missiles, things were just way more enjoyable. At first you expected to be jumped on constantly by any <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>horny merc looking to get her pussy licked<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>horny merc looking to get his dick wet<<else>>merc looking to work out some tension<</if>>, yet this proved to be wrong. Whilst there were some who enjoyed playing sex games with the slaves, seeing who could masturbate to orgasm first or how fast they could make someone cum, most preferred to flirt and woo their target. This still led to a lot of casual sex, and far more casual groping, but your increase in rank seemed to elevate your from fuck-toy to colleague in a strange way. And, with that came a gift after gift, clothes, candy, commissary tokens, everything you could need to live a rather pleasant life. The thing was, the main compound was huge, practically a small city in its own right. Complete with fast food options, restaurants, a mall, a movie theatre, a full sized swimming pool, even a go-cart track, in total the base housed at least fifty thousand permanent residents at any time. With so many people to serve, even with over a thousand other slaves, that meant a lot of dates and hang out sessions to fill your days. Not even mentioning the officer meet-up parties, meant to give you opportunities to interact with ranking slaves and mercenaries. Your real task at this point, however, was to gather enough recommendations to get yourself that next vaunted promotion for you and Jess to become ‘Elite Base Slaves’. Something you thankfully managed to complete only last month, almost six months into your stay at the compound. Both of you receiving your collars in a formal celebratory party, your recent ranking into ‘Elite Base Slaves’ was a thrilling achievement. Close as you are, you and Jess chose to get a joint room, though to call the spacious apartment you received a room was an undersell to say the least. After that you began to have more evening parties and invite-only dinners to attend, the casual play slowing down somewhat, but the next mountain for you both to climb soon became apparent. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>A chance encounter with an up-and-coming Lieutenant Colonel on the cusp of becoming a Colonel for her success in a recent campaign where the Cyber Dogs destroyed an ocean-based start-up city funded by tech magnates. Tall with lean muscle, a shaved head, and a robotic arm, even from when you saw Mist Lumen for the first time you could understand the hype. Trying out one the luxury shooting ranges of the compound now that you had the access to do so, the warrior-woman approached you, questioning why a sex slave was learning firearm usage with some curiosity. But, after explaining your past and how you came to be owned by the Cybernetic Hellhounds emphasising your desire to look after yourself, your attempt to save Jess a prevalent point, Mist only became increasingly interested, going so far as to offer you shooting lessons. Firearms training became martial arts training, which in turn became strength and stamina training regimes, everything always concluded with hot sweaty passionate sex. Mist was certainly the one in charge of things, but she enjoyed that fire in you and cultivated it, naked wrestling which often ended with her riding your face or <<if $penis>>your cock<<else>>fisting your pussy<</if>> becoming a recurring sexual pastime for the pair of you. Jess even became involved in the play between you, though she was the submissive of the group through and through, letting you take some control for yourself. With her promotion ceremony to Colonel already planned, and with significant talk around the officer circles that they’re already considering her further promotion to Brigadier General, she seems a safe person to ally with. She’s already allowed a single personal slave, which you’re pretty sure she’s considering you to fill the position of, but if she made Brigadier rank she’d also be able to take Jess in. With the future looking bright for all three of you, you can’t help but smile.<<else>>A chance encounter with an up-and-coming Lieutenant Colonel on the cusp of becoming a Colonel for his success in a recent campaign where the Cyber Dogs destroyed an ocean-based start-up city funded by tech magnates. Tall with lean muscle, a shaved head, and a robotic arm, even from when you saw Shotgun Spectre for the first time you could understand the hype. Trying out one the luxury shooting ranges of the compound now that you had the access to do so, the prolific warrior approached you, questioning why a sex slave was learning firearm usage with some curiosity. But, after explaining your past and how you came to be owned by the Cybernetic Hellhounds emphasising your desire to look after yourself, your attempt to save Jess a prevalent point, Shotgun only became increasingly interested, going so far as to offer you shooting lessons. Firearms training became martial arts training, which in turn became strength and stamina training regimes, everything always concluded with hot sweaty passionate sex. Shotgun was certainly the one in charge of things, but he enjoyed that fire in you and cultivated it, naked wrestling which often ended with him sticking his dick down your throat or <<if $penis>>fisting your cock<<else>>fisting your pussy<</if>> becoming a recurring sexual pastime for the pair of you. He even took an interest in Jess too, though you weren’t interested in getting intimate with her yourself you still enjoyed the chance to boss her around a little in general. With his promotion ceremony to Colonel already planned, and with significant talk around the officer circles that they’re already considering his further promotion to Brigadier General, he feels a safe person to ally with. He’s already allowed a single personal slave, which you’re pretty sure he’s considering you to fill the position of, but if he made Brigadier rank he’d also be able to take Jess in. With the future looking bright for all three of you, you can’t help but smile.<</if>> Concluding your reminiscing, you realize you should probably let Jess off the hook from attending tonight’s officers banquet so she can rest up. As such, you tell her with a wink, "Alright, you take a nap then. I’ll cover for you at the meal. If anything skipping out on one of these things isn’t that bad every now and then. It adds a little mystery to you, makes you seem less accessible, like they need to come to you". The both of you pausing to giggle for a second, your best friend smiles, "Thanks $firstName, I needed a night off. Will probably just veg out, maybe get some coursework done. Tell everyone that I’m sorry and that I’m thinking of them", Jess picking up her maths textbook and placing it next to her on the sofa. "BING", your doorbell sounds, perfectly on time if it’s who you think it is. Checking yourself quickly in the mirror as you call out, "See you later", to Jess, you ready yourself for your date. It’s maybe not what you expected a year ago when you woke up in a concrete cell, but it could be far worse for sure. Wondering if you’ll be putting a new meaning to the term ‘military service’ again tonight, you eagerly open the door. Ending 16: Military Service <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

Making up your mind, you decide that asking for some kind of reward from someone who has been through what Jess has is probably not too fair. However, getting the impression that she won’t take you turning down her offer easily, you instead respond, "Look, Jess, you’ve already been through a lot", taking a deep breath as you think of the perfect way to word what you want to say. Nevertheless, the recently rescued brunette jumps right back, her eyes wide as she begins to plead with you, "You don’t understand I need to pay you back! You did so much for m…", yet before she can continue much further you shush her, interrupting her train of thought. "This is what I’m trying to say. You’re in a rough place, and you don’t know what to do. If anything I’d say you’re probably feeling guilty too, but there’s nothing for you to feel guilty about. I helped you because you deserved to be helped, I don’t need a reward, I don’t want a reward, but I know that you’re not going to just accept that. So, instead, as my reward I want you to look after yourself and get better … for me", you hastily explain, wanting to make sure that it all sinks in now before she gets into any worse a state, her sobbing and sniffling already starting to set back in. Eyes now wide with shock rather than sadness, Jess quickly says, "What … that’s not a … that’s not a reward …", her volume tailing off at the end as the words practically dissolve away. Keeping on the offensive, you continue, "Yes it is a reward, because I don’t want to see you get upset like this again. I don’t want to see you in the state you were when you were with that horrible man. Instead I want you to take a shower, change your clothes, and get something to eat. Maybe after that you can relax and watch something, or come and hang out, but you’re … you’re a bit of a mess". A strange levity breaking out between you, as if Jess only just realized that her clothing was ripped, that she was covered in stains, and that she was smelling pretty bad, she suddenly sniffs herself and pulls a face before breaking into raucous laughter. "Okay, I guess me taking a shower at this point kind of is a reward for you. Guess you win that argument", her joke causing you to join in with her laughter as the previous tension begins to dissipate. After you’ve both calmed down a little again, the brunette does add, "Thank you $firstName. I really mean that. Not the grovelling self-depreciating thanks I was giving before, but truly, thank you. After everything my mind wasn’t in a good place, still isn’t really, but I deeply appreciate that you didn’t take advantage of that, even as warranted as it would have been to do so. I promise that I’ll try to look after myself and get better from this", the stinky girl you rescued reaching forward to give you a warm hug. It’s nice, even if Jess smells particularly ripe, but as with all things it comes to an end as she steps back. "You’re welcome Jess. I’m glad that you’re feeling better now, it’s good to see you smiling", the growling of her stomach putting a pause to the conversation as she looks incredibly embarrassed, as such you conclude, "But you have things you need to do as part of our deal if I’m remembering properly. Go get some food, we’ll talk more later", her pleasant grin and friendly stare giving you all the evidence you need that you made the correct decision. Waving goodbye to you after giving you another quick affectionate hug, Jess calls out, "Goodbye $firstName. See you around soon!", her form soon disappearing into her room leaving you alone to your thoughts. All in all helping Jess might not have gained you anything in terms of resources, but you’re pretty sure you just earned yourself a friend for life. Smiling to yourself at a good deed done, you once more find yourself [[standing in the main dormitory hall|Dorm Hub]].

Making up your mind, you decide that asking for some kind of reward from someone who has been through what Jess has is probably not too fair. However, suspecting that if you leave her alone she’s only going to end up in another situation like this one, or worse, you instead respond, "Look, Jess, I don’t really want a reward …", taking a deep breath as you think of the perfect way to word what you want to say. Nevertheless, the recently rescued brunette jumps right back, her eyes wide as she begins to plead with you, "You don’t understand I need to pay you back! You did so much for m…", yet before she can continue much further you shush her, interrupting her train of thought. "You misunderstand me. I still have something I want to request of you, but it’s not really something that’s a reward so much. Just … look, we’re both stuck in here, and as your recent situation highlights there are dangers to beginning in here. What I’m saying is, we need to team up, to stick together. If you’re alone … if we are alone, then we’re easy pickings for some dirt bag guard to snatch up. However, if we were together we’re less appealing of a target. I think that might be enough to protect us as long as we don’t do anything stupid", you explain hastily, wanting to make sure that it all sinks in now before she gets into any worse a state, her sobbing and sniffling already starting to set back in. Eyes now wide with shock rather than sadness, Jess quickly says, "What … how would that even … you mean like bathroom buddies?", her volume tailing off at the end as the words practically dissolve away. Clarifying, you explain, "Not so much as going to the bathroom together as living together. Like roommates. I mean, it’s not as if the Center seems to keep track of trainees too closely, and it hasn’t been said to be against the rules, so why don’t we share a dorm room? We might have to expand the place a little, but it’d lower our upkeep costs and keep us safer. So, what do you think?", awaiting her response on the matter. A sudden look of embarrassment crossing her face, her cheeks pinkening with a blush, the petite brunette answers, "Are you sure … I might snore …", her joke causing you to both laugh together, the tension of the situation beginning to break finally. After you’ve both calmed down a little again, you make sure to tell her, "That doesn’t sound like a no, so I’ll take it as a yes. Even if you snore it’ll be okay, maybe we’ll just have to knock our way into another room off of mine to put you in … oh, or maybe they’ve figured out how to cure snoring here. Either way, welcome to living with me roomie", her blushed smile giving you all the feedback that you need to see over her being happy with this decision. However, composing herself for a moment, the brunette does add, "Thank you $firstName. I really mean that. Not the grovelling self-depreciating thanks I was giving before, but truly, thank you. After everything my mind wasn’t in a good place, still isn’t really, but I deeply appreciate that you didn’t take advantage of that, even as warranted as it would have been to do so. Letting me live with you isn’t so much a reward from me as a reward to me, but I can’t say I’m not really excited about it", the stinky girl you rescued reaching forward to give you a warm hug. It’s nice, even if Jess smells particularly ripe, but as with all things it comes to an end as she steps back. "You’re welcome Jess. I’m glad that you’re feeling better now, it’s good to see you smiling", the growling of her stomach putting a pause to the conversation as she looks incredibly embarrassed, as such you conclude, "But, I think you need to grab some food and maybe a shower, then you can start moving your stuff into mine, I’m sure Alice will let you in. Go get some food, we’ll talk more later", her pleasant grin melting your heart. Waving goodbye to you after giving you another quick affectionate hug, Jess calls out, "Goodbye $firstName. See you around soon roommate!", her form soon disappearing into her room leaving you alone to your thoughts. All in all taking Jess in might not have gained you anything in terms of resources, but you’re pretty sure you just earned yourself a friend for life. Smiling to yourself at a good deed done, you once more find yourself [[standing in the main dormitory hall|Dorm Hub]].

Making up your mind, you decide that not asking for anything would probably make Jess just feel worse. Instead you figure that asking for payment might be the easiest option, given that it’s a pretty standard kind of reward, responding, "Okay then, how about you pay me for saving you? Then we’d be completely even and there’d be no hard feelings", unsure whether asking for money from someone who was kidnapped and robbed is really a feasible choice. The recently rescued brunette nods slowly at your point, her eyes drifting as if she’s trying to figure out whether that’s a fair trade, "Sure … I can do that. If you’re really sure that would be enough, then I can pay you for freeing me … that makes sense", her tone making it sound like she’s still somewhat unsure but trying to talk herself into it. "It doesn’t need to be immediately, I know that you probably don’t have much left after having to deal with what you have. I’m sure he probably robbed you, so I can wait as long as it takes", you add, wanting to give her enough room in repaying you that she doesn’t end up in any more trouble by doing so. Humming slightly as she stands in deep though, Jess says back, "No, that’s fine. Gary did rob me of everything in my account, but I think I should be able to gather the money for you still. Before … that happened I bought clothes and some other things with my initial points, I can return them and send you the money instead", the idea of repaying you with money seemingly growing on her. Smiling you nod to her, "Okay, then it’s settled. You’ll give me some money, after that we’re completely even. Then we can move on from this with everything settled and done", all the time wanting to stress that you want her to move on from what happened to her. Nodding her understanding, the petite brunette responds back to you with a smile, "Thank you $firstName. I really mean that. After everything my mind wasn’t in a good place, still isn’t really, but I deeply appreciate that you’ve given me a chance to make things even between us. It probably sounds stupid of me, but I’ve felt kind of useless for a long time. At least now I can take things into my own hands, make it so that I helped save myself by paying you", the stinky girl you rescued taking this moment to reach forward to give you a warm hug. It’s nice, even if Jess smells particularly ripe, but as with all things it comes to an end as she steps back. "You’re welcome Jess. I’m glad that you’re feeling better now, it’s good to see you smiling", the growling of her stomach putting a pause to the conversation as she looks incredibly embarrassed, as such you conclude, "But, I think you need to grab some food and maybe a shower, then we can sort out the money part. Go get some food, we’ll talk more later", her pleasant smile giving you some hope that she’ll get over this. Waving goodbye to you after giving you another quick affectionate hug, Jess calls out, "Goodbye $firstName. I’ll get the money sent to you as soon as I can!", her form soon disappearing into her room leaving you alone to your thoughts. It doesn’t take much longer after that for you to hear a nearby dinging sound, accompanied by a familiar monotone voice announcing, "Trainee $firstName has been awarded 2000 G.G.P for, helping save Trainee Jess", confirming that true to her word Jess did make sure to send you some points. At the end of the day 2000 G.G.P was probably as many points as you could have expected her to get you. Not to mention, that by giving her an outlet to repay you, you get the impression that she does feel better about the situation from doing so. Smiling to yourself at a good deed done, along with some money earned, you once more find yourself [[standing in the main dormitory hall|Dorm Hub]].

Making up your mind, you decide that you deserve a reward for all your efforts, and what better reward than taking Jess herself. Ultimately she’s obviously unable to look after herself, so if you’re going to be taking care of her you might as well take her as your slave in the process. As such, you respond, "For saving you from that awful man, my demand is that I shall take you as my own slave", putting a more dominant tone to your voice. Obviously not expecting that, the recently rescued brunette appears startled, her eyes wide as she begins to plead with you, "Wait … but … I thought …", her meek nature not allowing her stand up to you, in turn proving your point. "What I understand is that I saved your life, therefore it’s mine to do with as I wish. And, what I wish for is for you to be my slave. Understand that I’m not a monster like that horrid guard, I take care of my things and you are most certainly mine now. Please me and I’ll reward you, upset me and I’ll punish you, but I’ll be fair. Now what do you say?", you explain condescendingly, establishing that without a doubt you are now in charge of her. Shocked Jess quickly says, "But … but … I thought you saved me because we were going to be … friends …", her volume tailing off at the end as the words practically dissolve away. Clearing your throat you asset, "You thought we were going to be friends <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>. That’s how you’ll refer to me from now on, because that’s the respect I deserve for looking after you. As for the question, I do care for you, that’s why I’m taking claim of you, if I didn’t care then I wouldn’t have taken you away from him. Now what do you say? Or, am I going to have to start this arrangement with a bit of punishment to ensure you come to terms with it more quickly", awaiting her response on the matter and raising an eyebrow in challenge to her. A sudden look of embarrassment crossing her face, her cheeks pinkening with a blush, the petite brunette bites her lip before answering, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> I understand. Just … please don’t mistreat me …", her plea momentarily making you want to reach out and hug her, though you know that at this moment that cementing your status is more important. Instead you pat her comfortingly on the head like you might a pet, telling her, "Good girl, that’s what I want to hear. And again, understand I have no plans on mistreating you. Just remember to keep me pleased and we’ll get along great", a barely noticeable heat in her cheeks that you spot hinting to you that she might be a natural submissive after all. The growling of her stomach putting a pause to the conversation as she looks increasingly embarrassed, her pungent smell also reaching you about the same time, you conclude, "That won’t do at all will it. I have a stinky and hungry slave who’s been poorly looked after. Get yourself some food and a shower, then collect any of your remaining possessions and move them into my dormitory, I’m sure Alice will let you in. We’ll talk more about your rules and chores later", her small genuine smile at this rather coming off as rather endearing. Bowing to you, Jess responds, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>, get food, get cleaned, then bring my things over to your room. I understand <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>, thank you", the girl soon scurrying off, her form soon disappearing into her room leaving you alone to your thoughts. All in all you get the feeling that capturing yourself your own slave in exchange for getting her off of that guard was a good win on your part. She’s obviously docile and submissive, so likely won’t be hard to control. At the same time she’ll also probably work hard to please you under the right motivation. You do feel kind of bad for taking advantage of her like this, but if not you then someone else would have done it sooner or later. Smiling to yourself at a good deed done, you once more find yourself [[standing in the main dormitory hall|Dorm Hub]].

Wondering if there’s anything she can do to help you with your Gary problem, you ask Mari, "Hey, Mari. This is probably going to be a shot in the dark, but any chance you know anything about a guard named Gary? He’s bold, really tall, not much more to go on than that? I have a problem with him and need some way to get the upper hand with him", watching on for her response. <<if $mariABDL>>Scrunching her nose, Mari looks at you pleadingly, "Too small. Too dangerous for you. Find someone bigger to deal with bad people", her look obviously one of concern. However, she nods her assent, moving to complete her task<<else>>Looking at little unsure, Mari answers, "Sounds bad. I’ll check", her face clearly filled with concern. Still, she nods her assent, moving to complete her task<</if>>. Scampering over to a dusty filing cabinet, the story of how Mari managed to get it into this air vent an intriguing mystery to you, you watch on as she pulls open a drawer and begins rooting through it. Glancing at folders and stacks of dusty paper, you wait for at least ten minutes, increasingly suspecting that her search is going to be all for naught. However, to some shock your bedraggled friend quietly says, "Here", holding up a cardboard folder. Thanking her as you receive it, you note that the ink-typed name on the front of the folder reads, "OPERATION VANGUARD ECLIPSE". Examining the inner contents, you see that it’s a collection of documents with heavy redactions, keeping many of the details vague. Still, it does mention Agent Gary Axton in great detail, in particular highlighting his connections with a paramilitary organization named the Cybernetic Hellhounds and this groups attempts to infiltrate and steal from the Center. Whilst the document concludes that entering into open conflict with this paramilitary group would currently be against the Center’s best interests, it does mention the procedure in place if Gary is reported to lower ranking facility admins. Effectively, if his illegal operations are laid out in the open the current measures to ignore him would be null and void, leading to him immediately being disappeared by ‘the usual means’. Figuring that the file is good blackmail material, as it highlights that if anyone looks too closely at him he’s in for a bad time, you stow it away ready to use later. You wonder if you should leave now, or maybe give her something, but the quiet vent-girl doesn’t seem to do anything different, continuing your conversation, "Be careful. Seems bad. Good luck", finally ushering you to end the conversation. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, now in possession of a file of incriminating evidence on the corrupt guard, you [[return to chatting with Mari|Industrial Hub Spend Time With Mari]].

<<if visited() <= 1>>Deciding to try your luck on dealing with your Gary problem, you tell the administrator, "I’d still like to make a formal complaint regarding an Agent named Gary if that’s okay? He’s kidnapped another trainee and seems to be involved in a scheme where he illegally sells them outside of the Center’s system", tentatively waiting for her response. Strangely, Lianne is relatively reserved in her response, calmly explaining to you in an almost reassuring voice,"Look. This just sounds like a whole heap of trouble for me, and so I’m not going to get in on that. Either you’re telling the truth and there’s some big criminal conspiracy that won’t be happy, or, you’re lying and the security office put me in their crosshairs for investigating them. Sadly this sounds like a you issue rather than a me issue". Rolling your eyes and sighing, you say back in return, "Come on, can’t you at least pass it on to someone else who might care?", hoping that the idea of ducking the work onto a colleagues desk might be appealing to her. Seemingly thinking to herself for a moment, the professional blonde responds to you, "Whilst dropping one of my competitors in hot water could be a winning strategy, I just don’t know what I’d be getting into on this. Too much risk, not enough reward …", her glare silencing you before you interrupt her, she continues, … but. I suppose there might be something I could do for you". Intrigued, you nod, "Okay, what are you offering?". "Either you’re telling the truth, or, you have an axe to grind with this guard. I can’t do anything official without creating a paper trail back to me which isn’t worth my time, yet, that doesn’t mean there’s nothing I can do. Let us say that I just so happen to open up some records and find something on him, and that just so happens to land in your hands, then whatever you did with it would be on your head instead. But … I’d want to get paid, like 5k G.G.P worth of getting paid in fact. I’ve got bills to pay and you seem like you’re over a barrel on this one so I can milk you for as much as you’re worth", the glee in her voice tinged with a sexual tone, almost as if she’s getting off on power she’s exerting over the situation. Astounded by the price she’s quoting, especially seeing as you have no guarantee the information will be any use, you throw back at her, "Come on, how do I know that you’ll even give me anything and this isn’t a scam? Are you sure you can’t hand this off to someone or point me in the direction of someone more helpful?", your words becoming increasingly indignant. Rolling her eyes at you, but still grinning, Lianne explains condescendingly, "Well, you don’t know that it’s not a scam, but have a little faith. If I was a scammer, at least when it mattered, I wouldn’t survive around here too long. But … alright, if I can’t find anything on him I’ll just falsify something, that way you still have something juicy to work with. As to sending you to someone helpful, like that’s a thing around here. Best you’re going to get is finding his boss and letting him know, maybe they’ll get rid of the guy to distance themselves from his activities? So, we have a deal?", Lianne now biting her lip flirtyly.<<else>>Deciding to bring up your Gary problem with her again, you tell the administrator, "Can we talk again about this situation with an Agent named Gary? As I explained before he’s kidnapped another trainee and seems to be involved in a scheme where he illegally sells them outside of the Center’s system", tentatively waiting for her response. Her attention not really rising to you, instead getting preoccupied looking at her computer screen, Lianne casually responds, "Sure we can. I’m still not going to do anything as I don’t want to get in anyone’s bad books. Yet, my offer still stands, 5k G.G.P and I’ll pass you some good blackmail on the guy, if nothing exists to pull him on then I’ll forge something incriminating on him for you to use. So, you ready to give me my pay or are you going to try the sympathy route again?". Sighing to yourself, you know that you aren’t going to get any further with her without giving her the points she’s demanded. It’s a tough spot to be in, but you get the impression that doing so would likely be helpful at least.<</if>> Do you: <<if $ggp < 5000>>Cannot afford to purchase blackmail on Gary<<else>>[[Pay her the 5000 G.G.P for the blackmail|Admin Desk Complaint Gary Bribe][$ggp -= 5000; $jessFirstQuestBlackmail = true; $jessFirstQuestFavourPerson = 2]]<</if>> [[Drop the topic for now|Admin Desk Complaint]]

Committing yourself to the choice of paying her for information on Agent Gary, you tell the administrator, "Okay, I’ll do it, I’ll give you the points for the information", waiting for her response. Shrugging once more, turning towards her tablet computer, Lianne eventually returns her focus back to you, smiling her usual predatory grin, saying, "All done. Turns out there’s something suitably juicy that I don’t have to put in any extra effort making things up about him. Kind of a shame really, was rather looking forward to forging records about an unlicensed llama farm. Regardless, seems like you’ve found someone legitimately corrupt … can’t say that’s too difficult around here, but it does save some time". Curious, but certainly wanting to actually know the information after how much it cost you, you press her, "Sure, but what does it actually say?". "Oh, it’s good. Highly restricted even, though I have an in that provided me a nice security clearance boost, so I can see parts of it. Seems like his side business got picked up on by some of the heavy-hitters up top, they were happy leaving it alone and ignoring it to contain any issues with his associates, a paramilitary group named the Cybernetic Hellhounds. Thing is with these things, it’s only safe for him as long as nobody shakes the bush", the blonde explains, leaving you with more questions than answers. "But what does that mean?". Sighing, seemingly trying to figure out whether she can actually bear being helpful, Lianne continues in a condescending voice, "It means he was a relatively low ranking mercenary before he came to work here as security, otherwise the system would have picked up on him he wouldn’t have the job. Whether he’s a spy or just using his connections is unclear, but he’s not that important to anyone involved. The facility didn’t want to ruffle any feathers from this paramilitary organization at the time, so were acting cautious, but if he was outed chances are the other side would disavow him and cancel all contact. Even if he is a spy, you get caught then whoever you work for likely writes you off as a lost cause, it’s a risk of the job". "He gets brought in on literally any issue, then this will all come up and he’ll be done for. My guess is that the Center would trade him back to the Cybernetic Hellhounds for some concessions, but I’m not in the diplomatic relations department so that’s only a guess. The Cybernetic Hellhounds are a big deal, they’re a wide-spread merc group that operates in the shadows and topples countries on a regular basis. From what I hear they even have the connections and technology to stop their exploits from being broadcast keeping them more of an in-the-know kind of thing. Makes sense that a few years back the Center wouldn’t want to worry about them, but this place is a fortress these days. The ‘Cyber Dogs’ as they’re sometimes called wouldn’t want to start trouble these days with us without full mobilization, outside of espionage, and that level of preparation is obvious and counter-able". Finally getting to the end of her treatise in espionage, she finishes, "Long story short, you’ve got good blackmail. All you need to tell him is that you’ve uploaded the information I’m about to give you onto the Center’s servers as protection for yourself, then just hand him it. He’s not going to risk everything over continuing his moonlighting slave smuggling job, or over starting trouble with you, and an official document saying that the high-up’s are on to you is terrifying to say the least. I’d say likeliest outcome is that overnight he’ll liquidate his assets at a loss and flee this place never to be seen again. Good enough for you?". The blonde administrator waiting expectantly with a smug expression on her face, you get the impression that she’s waiting for you to thank her before she hands anything over. As such, you begrudgingly respond, "Yes, that makes sense. Thank you Lianne", her grin only growing wider as you do. Pulling out a cardboard file from beneath her desk and passing it to you, the first thing you note is that the ink-typed name on the front of the folder reads, "OPERATION VANGUARD ECLIPSE". Examining the inner contents, you see that it’s a collection of documents with heavy redactions, keeping many of the details vague. Still, as promised it does mention Agent Gary Axton in great detail, in particular highlighting his connections with a paramilitary organization named the Cybernetic Hellhounds and this groups attempts to infiltrate and steal from the Center. Whilst the document does conclude that entering into open conflict with this paramilitary group would currently be against the Center’s best interests, it does mention the procedure in place if Gary is reported to lower ranking facility admins. Effectively, if his illegal operations are laid out in the open the current measures to ignore him would be null and void, leading to him immediately being disappeared by ‘the usual means’. All in all it’s everything she promised you it would be. Meanwhile, a nearby dinging sound, accompanied by a familiar monotone voice announces, "Trainee $firstName has had 5000 G.G.P deducted from their account and sent the wonderful and glamorous Lianne for, supplying you with blackmail", confirming that the transaction is finally complete, albeit in a way that causes you to glare grumpily at the smug woman before you. Still, you are curious about what happens next, and how to use your new information against your target. Still smirking, the cocky administrator concludes, "Now that is the kind of business I can appreciate. If you ever need help and are willing to pay appropriately for it then I’m your girl. The question is, do I remodel my apartment with it, or do I go on an luxury month-long cruise? You trainees really have no concept of how much your points are worth. But I’m being rude aren’t I. Good luck with your blackmailing plans, I hope we can continue our business relationship again soon", her expression giving you the impression that the conversation is now at an end. Deciding you don’t need to press matters any further after everything you’ve already found out, you return to your [[conversation with Lianne|Admin Desk]].

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>After a moment of thought, you decide that paying for Jess with sexual favours is probably the best course of action. In the end, it won’t take long to do, and it’s not costing you anything other than your dignity. As such, you tell the muscular Agent, "Okay, I suppose I could suck your cock if it’ll help me get Jess back", Gary’s grin growing instantly. "Good choice slut. Get in", he grunts at you gleefully, his eyes taking on a lustful quality as he stares at you. Stepping back to let you through, you enter into his home, able to now see a sprawling open plan towering apartment with multiple balconies and a tree planted in the central courtyard. It’s worlds apart from the corridor outside, shockingly so. However, as Gary closes the door behind you and pushes down on your shoulders until you’re kneeling in front of him, you don’t get the impression you’ll be getting a tour of the place. Resting your hands on your <<checkThigh>> thighs, you raise your eyes up towards the imposing man before you, his hands hastily unfastening his armoured crotch plate. All the while, you are left uncomfortably kneeling on the hard wood floor, wondering why you can’t at least do this in a bedroom or one of his many visible and carpeted sitting areas. Eyes aflame with desire, Gary snarls down at you victoriously, "Gonna enjoy this. Open up, I’m going in rough slut. And if I feel teeth or you puke on me, then you’ll regret it". Not even giving you time to finish nodding your understanding of what he just said, the aggressive guard takes hold of the back of your head with both gloved hands, sticking his fat cock into your mouth. As he forces it down your throat, your eyes begin to water, <<if $oralSexSkill > 1>>however you manage to hold back from gagging due to your deepthroating training<<else>>coughing and spluttering as his girthy dick stretches out your throat painfully<</if>>. Wrapping your <<checkLips>> lips around it, your tongue tastes his slightly salty and musky appendage, knowing that things have only just started. "Fuck that’s good", he grins down from above you, pressing your face deep into a sea of bristly dark brown pubic hair, seemingly content to let you struggle for breath around his dick. Though that doesn’t last for too long either. "SLAP, SLAP, SLAP". Leveraging your head up and down his cock like you were a flesh-light, a wet slapping noise accompanies each of his urgent thrusts. By this point the lack of air is really getting to you, causing you to get light headed, his dick never leaving your throat enough to give you a respite. Gary seems to be happy though, grunting gleefully as he does. All in all, the unpleasant agent doesn’t seem to care about your comfort, enjoying his rough throat fucking of you. You do, however, notice that he’s careful enough to not overdo it, this obviously not his first time doing this. That doesn’t mean it’s a pleasant experience for you still, tears having started to fall from your eyes, your face caked in drool, snot, and likely a few stray guard pubes from your constant rubbing against them. Keeping deep in your throat, Gary snarls victoriously, "Take it slut, take my fucking cum. This feels so fucking great, punishing a dirty cum guzzling bitch", a sudden surging throb from his rod sending a thick warm load of cum down into your stomach without giving you a chance to spit it out or really taste it. In fact, aside from a slightly salty yet sour aftertaste and the liquid heat, it’d be hard to tell you’d just swallowed his jizz. Keeping you gagged by his girthy dick until you begin to cough and splutter, <<if $oralSexSkill > 1>>which takes a while due to your deepthroating skill<<else>>which doesn’t take too long due to your lack of oral training<</if>>, he finally relents and releases his grip on you. Drooling and sputtering you pull back, wiping off the collection of snot and spit from your face as you do, you look up to see Gary grinning down at you triumphantly. Keeping the same smug expression on his face as he watches you slowly get back to your feet, the man grunts at you with a grin, "Alright, it’s done. <<if $jessFirstQuestSexCounter >= 10>>Guess that means you’re all paid up then<<else>>That means you still owe me <<set _garySexRemaining = 10 - $jessFirstQuestSexCounter>>_garySexRemaining fucks if you want your useless junkie friend back<</if>>". <<if $jessFirstQuestSexCounter >= 10>>Pushing you back out through the front door, he shrugs adding in his gruff voice, "The slut is yours then, deals a deal. Good thing that you’re a hot piece of ass I guess. Wait here and I’ll call her for you, then you can get out of here and stop bothering me", the man looking over his shoulder as if he’s trying to spot where she is. Waiting patiently, and hoping that he doesn’t try to scam you at the last moment, [[you watch for what happens next|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Buy Jess][$jessFirstQuestEnding = 4; $jessFirstQuestComplete = true;]].<<else>>As the hulking agent urges you back out through the front door, he adds in gruff voice, "If you ain’t willing to hand over any more cash or ass, then get out of here and stop bothering me. And remember, I’m not a patient man, if I get bored of her then she’s gone whether you’ve started paying me or not. Heh", those last words obviously putting an end to the conversation. Seeing nothing else to say on the topic for now, at least nothing that won’t make the situation worse, and with the taste of cum still on your tongue, you once more find yourself [[standing before Gary|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Day Visit]].<</if>>

<<if !$vagina>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 1>><<cumAnus>><<else>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>><<cumVagina 10>><</if>><<calcMakeupStyle>>After a moment of thought, you decide that paying for Jess with sexual favours is probably the best course of action. In the end, it won’t take long to do, and it’s not costing you anything other than your dignity. As such, you tell the muscular Agent, "Okay, I suppose I could let you fuck me if it’ll help me get Jess back", Gary’s grin growing instantly. "Good choice slut. Get in", he grunts at you gleefully, his eyes taking on a lustful quality as he stares at you. Stepping back to let you through, you enter into his home, able to now see a sprawling open plan towering apartment with multiple balconies and a tree planted in the central courtyard. It’s worlds apart from the corridor outside, shockingly so. However, as Gary closes the door behind you and presses you up against the wall, you don’t get the impression you’ll be getting a tour of the place. Bracing yourself with your hands against the wall, you feel thick gloved hands on you <<checkThigh>> thighs, roughly spreading them apart<<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Accessible != true && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].CoversGenitals != false>>. Without any warning you’re manhandle out of your $currentClothing and $currentUnderwear, no care for your comfort being taken<<elseif setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Accessible != true>>. Without any warning you’re manhandle out of your $currentClothing, no care for your comfort being taken <<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].CoversGenitals != false>>. Without any warning you’re manhandle out of your $currentUnderwear, no care for your comfort being taken<</if>>. The sound of him unfastening his armoured crotch plate following, you wait wondering why you can’t at least do this in a bedroom or one of his many visible and carpeted sitting areas. Eyes aflame with desire, Gary snarls from behind you victoriously, "Gonna enjoy this. Open up, I’m going in rough slut". With no foreplay at all, the unpleasant man rams his cock forward harshly and unyieldingly, the thick bulbous head <<if $vagina>>delving deep into your vaginal passage in a single thrust. <<if $vaginalSexSkill >= 2>>However, as accustomed as you are to rough insertions, it doesn’t really cause you many issues, the brutal treatment actually feeling pretty nice and giving you a fun jolt of pleasure<<else>>It’s too much for you, painful even, the sudden insertion in your untrained pussy making you howl in discomfort<</if>><<else>>Breaching your anal sphincter in a single thrust. <<if $analSexSkill >= 2>>However, as accustomed as you are to rough insertions, it doesn’t really cause you many issues, the brutal treatment actually feeling pretty nice and giving you a fun jolt of pleasure<<else>>It’s too much for you, painful even, the sudden insertion in your untrained rectum making you howl in discomfort<</if>><</if>>. Your partner doesn’t care though, his satisfied groan letting you know he’s enjoying himself. Picking up the pace, holding onto your thighs as he jams you back onto his uncompromising dick like a sex toy, the man begins to really start fucking you. Jeering at you, "You’re pretty fucking tight for a whore!", as he mercilessly uses you, Gary begins to spin off into a tirade of insults and degrading comments, fully exerting his power over you. "Urgh … fuck!!", meanwhile, is all you can mange in return, the power of his thrusts scrambling your brain and leaving you unable to get out a wittier response. Laughing mockingly, Agent Gary grunts, "If you wanted me to fuck you then you should have just said slut!", his hands changing position with one now holding onto your stomach, you faintly realize you’re not sure where the other one went. Your throat tightening, air slipping from your lungs, you too slowly figure out what’s happening. Gurgling, "Wuuu…tt…", Gary’s hand wrapped around your throat, you struggle in his arms to no avail. Unrelenting, the large man keeps his grip around your neck, making you feel increasingly woozy as he begins once again hammering his cock into you. Thankfully, whilst your breathing is limited, you still can breath a little, enough so that whilst your mind panics you don’t feel like you’re in any immediate danger. All in all, the unpleasant agent doesn’t seem to care about your comfort, enjoying his rough doggy-style fucking of you. You do, however, notice that he’s careful enough to not overdo it, this obviously not his first time doing this. That doesn’t mean it’s a pleasant experience for you still, leaving you light headed, drooling and snotty. At the same time, the doesn’t mean it’s fully unpleasant either. "Take it slut, take my fucking cum. This feels so fucking great, punishing a dirty fuck-bitch", Agent Gary eventually jeers through gritted teeth after another few brutal minutes, his dick within you tensing up and unloading a hefty jet of cum deep into your battered <<if $vagina>>pussy<<else>>butt<</if>>. Then it all clicks, the hot and raw fucking finally getting through to you, the lack of air only making it more euphoric as you orgasm too. <<if $vagina>>Fem-cum spilling out of your cunt<<else>>Cum shooting out of your cock<</if>>, splattering the wall in front of you, you spasm in his arms only kept standing up by the hulking guard as your legs turn to jelly. The hand leaving your throat, you take a deep breath. Your head still spinning, you blink a few times, trying to come back to your senses. Now having to fully brace yourself against the wall for support, Gary no longer holding on to you, you glance over your shoulder to see Gary grinning at you triumphantly. Keeping the same smug expression on his face as he watches you stagger back to standing on your own and turn around, the man grunts at you with a grin, "Alright, it’s done. <<if $jessFirstQuestSexCounter >= 10>>Guess that means you’re all paid up then<<else>>That means you still owe me <<set _garySexRemaining = 10 - $jessFirstQuestSexCounter>>_garySexRemaining fucks if you want your useless junkie friend back<</if>>". <<if $jessFirstQuestSexCounter >= 10>>Pushing you back out through the front door, he shrugs adding in his gruff voice, "The slut is yours then, deals a deal. Good thing that you’re a hot piece of ass I guess. Wait here and I’ll call her for you, then you can get out of here and stop bothering me", the man looking over his shoulder as if he’s trying to spot where she is. Waiting patiently, and hoping that he doesn’t try to scam you at the last moment, [[you watch for what happens next|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Buy Jess][$jessFirstQuestEnding = 4; $jessFirstQuestComplete = true;]].<<else>>As the hulking agent urges you back out through the front door, he adds in gruff voice, "If you ain’t willing to hand over any more cash or ass, then get out of here and stop bothering me. And remember, I’m not a patient man, if I get bored of her then she’s gone whether you’ve started paying me or not. Heh", those last words obviously putting an end to the conversation. Seeing nothing else to say on the topic for now, at least nothing that won’t make the situation worse, and with <<if !$vagina>>an ass full of cum<<else>>a pussy full of cum<</if>>, you once more find yourself [[standing before Gary|Dorm Hub Jess Quest Day Visit]].<</if>>

Coming to a conclusion, you decide that now is the best time to strike with your sabotage of the horrible man. He had no right to kidnap and terrorize Jess, nor to make any demands from you. Instead you start to come up with a plan to plant your <<if $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 1>>illegal drugs from Seb<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 2>>classified research from Dr Radcliff<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 3>>illegal hacking software from Felicity<</if>>, telling him, "Hey … I need to use the bathroom … let me in", the hulking armoured man just rolling his eyes at your statement. "Fuck off! You just want to snoop around my place. You can piss in the corridor for all I care…", Gary begins to rant, growling at you. Though, he doesn’t manage to finish that thought. "THUD!". A loud clattering sound, like something big and fragile hitting the floor catches your attention, the source almost certainly Jess. Whether it’s entirely an accident, or if she has figured out what you’re trying to do, you’re not sure, but it does seem helpful to your plans at the very least. Confirming your suspicions that she was the cause, the nervous brunette calls out timidly, "I’m sorry … I’m really sorry … I was dusting your … um, sculpture and it … it fell over" Seemingly momentarily stunned by the potential damage to his place, now ignoring you, Gary loudly grunts over his shoulder, "What the fuck was that you runt? If you broke anything important I’m gonna be fucking pissed", his tone getting increasingly angrier with every word. His huge build stalking off into his home and around a corner in his expansive multi-floor apartment, you breath a sigh of relief when you see that he’s left the door completely open. Glad to have some luck on your side, you give it a moment to make sure he’s actually gone, before making your next move. That doesn’t stop you from getting uncomfortable as you here the awful man shouting insults at Jess in the background, her cries and grovelling apologies audible even from where you are. Stepping inside, cautious that he might be back any moment, you run your vision across what is nearby to you, looking for a good spot to stash the <<if $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 1>>illegal drugs from Seb<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 2>>classified research from Dr Radcliff<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 3>>illegal hacking software from Felicity<</if>>. It takes you a moment, but thanks to your experience casing places you notice not too far from the door a small stand with drawers built into it, likely meant for putting keys or anything like that in. Figuring that you only have to stow your sabotage materials for a short while before you contact the security forces, it seems like the prime place to stow them. Heading over to it as quickly as you can without making too much noise, you begin to open the top drawer, <<if $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 1>>illegal drugs<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 2>>classified research<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 3>>illegal hacking software drive<</if>> in hand. Not wanting to get caught in such a compromising situation, you carefully open it just enough to slot in the <<if $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 1>>bag of drugs<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 2>>folder of research<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 3>>software drive<</if>>, pushing it closed as soon as you do. "What the fuck are you doing in my house!", Gary snarls at you, coming back into view. Though, thankfully, it seems like his missed spotting exactly what you were doing by the way he reacts to your presence. Realising that you’re in a bad spot now, but can still probably salvage it, you sigh, "I thought that … um, okay … look, I was trying to find your keys so I could break in and get Jess. Just hand her over to me, then we can both be on our way and not bothering you any more", hoping that by acting defeated he’ll not figure out what you were really up to. Which, in all fairness, does seem to be the case when he doesn’t react with any anger, the man instead letting out a gravelly laugh. "Ha, course you did. Here I was thinking you were some wimpy fucking white knighting worm, but instead we have a sneaky rat trying to steak from me. Well get the fuck out of my home, and don’t fucking even think of coming back now or I’ll haul you in for breaking into a facility security agent’s place", the muscular Agent comments, seemingly in high spirits as he considers you dealt with. Putting up your hands in resignation to his demands, showing that you aren’t going to put up a fight, you let him escort you out. Laughing derisively at you one last time, Gary mocks you, "What a fucking moron too! We have automatic doors you dumb-ass slut-slave, nobody has keys … maybe key cards I guess. No wonder you got enslaved if you’re that thick", slamming the door behind you as he finishes. Of course, you weren’t that dumb at all, his insults only making you feel better about what you’re about to do. Heading down a good few corridors so that he doesn’t stumble over you whilst you do it, you look for one of the many wall-mounted consoles that will let you contact Alice the facility AI. Whilst they are fewer in number in this rougher area of dirty apartments, it doesn’t take long to find one and select that you want to talk to Alice, as you do the usual monotone voice of Alice asking, "Greetings trainee $firstName. What services can I provide for you today?". Smiling to yourself, you tell her, "I was taking a walk through some of the housing areas, and I just saw something strange. When I passed by a door that had the nameplate, ‘TRC Agent Gary Axton’, I witnessed a bald headed security agent talking to a shady looking man. The guard passed the guy a <<if $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 1>>bag of what looked like drugs<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 2>>folder with the word ‘classified’ stamped across it<<elseif $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem == 3>>strange software drive<</if>>, and the second man passed him a suitcase, which when he opened seemed to be full of gold. Thought that I should report this, as it just seemed like something illegal might be going on", hoping that she doesn’t ask too many questions. Maybe surprisingly, Alice doesn’t question you further, instead informing you, "Thank you for your diligence trainee $firstName in reporting this crime. A security squad will be dispatched to apprehend the suspect at the next convenience", the way things are going feeling almost too easy. However, as the screen turns off, you’re almost certain you here a faint feminine voice comment, "… clever …". Continuing to take the chance on your sabotage plan working out, you [[return to your dormitory main foyer|Dorm Hub]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to inform Agent Davis about the illegal activities of Agent Gary, hoping that Davis might be an uncorrupted security agent. As such you interject into the conversation, "I know this is a bit of a strange thing to bring up, and I know you’re off duty, but I need to report something. There’s another guard, a man named Agent Gary, and he’s kidnapped another trainee programme member named Jess. I know this probably isn’t considered too abnormal, but I’ve heard rumours that he’s illegally selling trainees outside of the facility, paying people to look the other way and get rid of their details in the system. Could you possibly look into that for me?", watching his reaction closely, curious to how he'll react to the request. <<if $davisRelationship >= 25 || $davisDating>><<set $jessFirstQuestGaryRemoved = true>><<set $jessFirstQuestFavourPerson = 3>>At first you don’t know what to make of his reaction, a silence surrounding him as he scrunches up his face. However, after a long pregnant pause, the manly guard responds, "Okay", the decision obviously a difficult one to make. Almost missing what he’s said, you’re kind of astounded that he’d be willing to agree, pressing him, "So you’ll look into him and try and rescue Jess?", wanting to make sure that you’re both on the same page. Humming slightly he gives you the most minute of nods, "Yeah, will investigate. Know you well enough to know you wouldn’t … you know, er … bring it up without good reason. If you think he’s on the take or whatever the case is, then that’s good enough for me", his awkward announcement that he trusts you giving you a small smile. "Do you know him personally?", you ask, curious if there’s more going on than meets the eye. In return though Davis only mildly shrugs, answering, "Not well. He’s in the security, though a lower agent rank. Never had a good feeling from him, but that’s not enough to justify an investigation. You hear rumours, you know?", the response vague yet giving you the impression that he’s on your side in this situation. Wanting to know more, you add, "What kind of rumours?", pushing for just a little bit more. Appearing to be finding the conversation increasingly awkward, the muscular man sighs, "Rumours rumours. Just rumours that he was corrupt. Much as I might come off like a heartless grunt for this place, I don’t like it when people under me abuse their positions. Having sex with sex slaves is one thing, same for making them do you laundry, or clean your place. Those are just part of being a sex slave. But selling them off, terrorizing them, or generally breaking the law, that doesn’t fly right by me. If you’re right then I’ll deal with him. Anyway, enough on this … especially in public …", his anxiousness hard to discern where it comes from, whether it’s a matter of embarrassment or if he’s concerned that someone might overhear what you’re talking about. Still smiling to yourself you conclude that Davis is likely to sort the unpleasant agent our and return Jess to her freedom. You can’t be sure of course, but he’s agreed to handle the issue and he seems resolute in that. Making a note to yourself that you should go see Jess as soon as possible to check in on her situation, you can’t help but think you’ve made a smart pick in who to trust on this matter.<<else>> At first you don’t know what to make of his reaction, a silence surrounding him as he scrunches up his face. However, after a long pregnant pause, the manly guard responds, "Maybe", his tone uncertain. Wanting to get a clearer answer, you press, "Maybe?", though in response he only nods before briefly explaining his point. "Yeah, maybe. I’ll put in a report. Can’t do much else really without firm evidence. Barging into someone’s home on the opinion of a random trainee isn’t going to fly, so I have to do things by the book", his facial expression giving you the impression that going through the official channels is going to take way too long and likely stall out if Gary actually is paying someone off. Wondering if you can convince him to change his mind, you push further, "But this is an emergency, I don’t know how long Jess has before he sells her off. Isn’t there anything you can do to speed this up? I know that’s probably asking a lot, but I’m not in a position to do anything myself", a brief look of concern crossing his face before Davis returns to a more neutral look. "I’ll do my best, but I’ll be doing it the right way. If I storm into his place and it turns out you’re screwing with me or overreacting then that’d be my job. Will just have to file for a full investigation and leave it in the hands of the Internal Facility Robust Investigation Team. They normally get to the bottom of things … eventually. Still don’t get why they gave themselves such a ridiculous name" Sighing to yourself you feel like you’ve hit a brick wall on this matter with Davis. It legitimately feels like he’s trying to help, but equally he just doesn’t trust you enough to go the extra mile. You suspect he really will submit reports and order investigations into Agent Gary, which in turn will eventually catch the man, but by then it’ll be too late for Jess. Knowing that your current attempt won’t be enough to save her, you contemplate alternative approaches.<</if>> Everything that could be said on the topic now said, you both [[return to your casual conversation|The Fainting Goat Spend Time With Agent Davis]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take a deep breath to psych yourself up before asking the well-connected club owner, "Hey, would it be okay if I asked you for a favour?". With a flick of his wrist, he signals for the collection of bimbos and bar sluts he’s accumulated to leave, the whole group dissipating without even the slightest hint of questioning. Further, not only does his bodyguard seem to be at a much higher state of alert, but Tony himself seems to be different, as if he’s suddenly become more professional and focused. Smiling with a predatory charm, he asks, "Of course. I’m always happy to do business. Just so long as those I’m willing to help are also willing to offer recompense for my efforts. You tell me what you need, and I’ll tell you how workable your request is. Good for you? If not, then you can hit the road and find someone else to help you. Here’s some free advice, if you can find help elsewhere then they’ll charge you worse than I do, and probably fuck you over five ways to Sunday. At least I’m upfront with it all". <<if visited() <= 1>>Gulping, you nervously say, "I’ve got problems with a guard who’s kidnapped another trainee. His name is Agent Gary, and he has a long history of illegally selling off trainees. I need my friend back, and I need him dealt with in a way that he’s not going to be able to come back against me. Can you help with that?", not sure exactly what you’re asking for. Seemingly mulling it over for a second, the man ultimately shrugs and gives you a wide grin, "We can work something out there mate. Normally guards are a no go situation. But, if you’re not shitting me about him smuggling trainees, then he’s causing me undue heat. Thing you’ve got to understand about the crime racket, we don’t take kindly to shmucks who conduct unsavoury business without paying us the courtesy of letting us know. Makes things messy, and a good operation runs cleanly and doesn’t ruffle too many feathers. That said, I can deal with him when I want, but if you want it done on a timeframe to your liking you’ll have to pay up", laughs the lewd man before momentarily unnervingly staring off into space. "Thinking through what I know of this Agent Gary Axton, seems you might be onto something. His financials don’t line up, even for someone who could be on the take. He also has a storied background as … ah yes, a low ranking mercenary within the Cybernetic Hellhounds, even that’s pretty fucking impressive to manage. Not going to be an easy target, but manageable. Would be willing to sort this out for you for say … 5000 G.G.P, sound reasonable?", his tone increasingly sharp and business-like. Wanting to negotiate at least a little, especially seeing the high price he’s put on his help, you offer back to Tony, "Sounds like he’s an issue to both of us, isn’t there some kind of discount you could offer me?", the laugh you receive at least sounding like it’s in good humour. "The balls on this one, huh! Well I fucking like that. Not enough to offer more of a discount, but enough to know that I’m happy to do business. Normally getting rid of a guard is tough enough, so you pay to have them shuffled off to some remote outpost and it’s sorted. This guy has connections to smooth out, and he ain’t going to take well to being juggled around. Means I need to find an alternative method of handling him, which in turn means you’re getting a premium service for dirt cheap. So, anything else you want to hash out?", he responds, taking a brief drink break as he waits for your response. Having only a couple of things left you want to clarify, you point back, "Alright then. So Jess will be kept safe if you deal with Gary, she gets turned over to me right? Also, what’s your plan for dealing with Gary?". Putting his hands in the air in an overly dramatic gesture of trying to calm you down, Tony responds with a grin, "The broads all yours. Consider it a complementary gift to you if you pay up the removal fee on the guard. I don’t need some random slave gal, especially not one tied to a man I’m removing. As for what’d be in store for him, well that’s my business. If you’re worried about me putting him in the ground though then forget about it, with all the transforming tech around here there are much more lucrative methods of dissapearing someone". Thinking for a moment, you contemplate what the man just said. It sounds like he can legitimately sort out your Gary problem and get you Jess in one swoop, but it’s not going to be free. 5000 G.G.P is a lot of points, and Tony B isn’t the most trustworthy of people out there. Still, it does seem that yours and the sketchy club owner’s interests align on this one.<<else>>Gulping, you nervously bring up again, "We talked before about my problems with a guard who’s kidnapped another trainee. His name is Agent Gary, and he has a long history of illegally selling off trainees. I need my friend back, and I need him dealt with in a way that he’s not going to be able to come back against me. Can you still help with that?", hoping that he doesn’t change his mind on the deal from earlier. Taking a quick drink he nods, "Sure, I remember. He’s a nuisance to both of us, you want the broad he’s got, I’m willing to sort it out on the cheap compared to my normal rates. Not going to be an easy target, but manageable. Would be willing to sort this out for you for 5000 G.G.P, same as before. Sound reasonable?", his tone increasingly sharp and business-like. Thinking for a moment, you once again contemplate what the man has offered to do. It sounds like he can legitimately sort out your Gary problem and get you Jess in one swoop, but it’s not going to be free. 5000 G.G.P is a lot of points, and Tony B isn’t the most trustworthy of people out there. Still, it does seem that yours and the sketchy club owner’s interests align on this one.<</if>> Do you: <<if $ggp < 5000>>You don’t have enough G.G.P to take Tony B up on his offer<<else>>[[Take Tony B up on his offer?|Club B Tony B Pay Remove Gary][$jessFirstQuestGaryRemoved = true; $jessFirstQuestFavourPerson = 4; $ggp -= 5000]]<</if>> [[Return to talking with Tony B|Club B Spend Time With Tony B]]

Feeling that letting Tony handle your Gary problem, you can’t resist taking the club owner up on his offer. Nodding resolutely, you answer, "Deal. It’s worth it". "That’s the spark mate! It always makes me feel warm and tingly when I help someone out, especially when they’re paying me for the privilege. I’ll get him sorted within the hour, like I promised. You want to know a bit more of what I have planned from him? I mean, I’ve just had the funds processed, so I’ve no reason to worry about you undermining me on it", laughs the sleazy man. Funnily enough, whilst you strongly believe him over the money situation, he doesn’t say a word or call anyone over to process it. "Okay, I am kind of curious", you offer, wanting to be sure that the corrupt guard won’t be able to come back at you after whatever Tony does to him. Slapping his knees in excitement, he blurts out, "So, he’s been selling off his kidnapped stock to this old merc group he used to be part of. Well back when he was involved with the Cybernetic Hellhounds he made a lot of enemies. Managed to line one of those enemies up, some tech mogul that they destroyed the research labs of. We’ll transform the guy, handle his papers to make it look like he quit, then we’ll send him off to be a sex slave himself to this aging tech businessman. Guess he’s going to be getting a hard time from that if you catch my drift!". Waving back over his floozies he adds, "That all?", drink already back in hand. Finished with your deal, you [[return to talking with Tony B|Club B Spend Time With Tony B]].

Going over towards your front door, you look upon your planning pinboard. The board, filled with sheets covering various important details, from your financial details to your apartment layout, is an important hub of planning for your living space. Picking up a pencil chained to the side of it, you wonder if you need to make a note to change anything. <<if $mobileView>>Do you: [[Manage the sleeping spots in your apartment|Room Management Sleeping Locations]] [[Manage the daily tasks of your roommates and slaves|Room Management Task Selections]] [[Manage the customization of your apartment|Room Management Room Customizer]] [[Examine your finances and upkeep|Room Management Finances]] [[Examine the state of your roommates|Room Management Roommate Overview]] [[Examine the state of your apartment|Room Management Room Overview]]<<else>><div class='map' align="center"> <a data-passage="Room Management Room Overview"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/NoticeDark1.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/NoticeLight1.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/NoticeDark1.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Room Management Roommate Overview"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/NoticeDark2.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/NoticeLight2.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/NoticeDark2.png'"/></a> <a data-passage="Room Management Finances"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/NoticeDark3.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/NoticeLight3.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/NoticeDark3.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Room Management Room Customizer"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/NoticeDark4.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/NoticeLight4.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/NoticeDark4.png'"/></a> <a data-passage="Room Management Sleeping Locations"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/NoticeDark5.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/NoticeLight5.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/NoticeDark5.png'"/></a><a data-passage="Room Management Task Selections"><img class="mapResize" src="TRCimgs/UI/NoticeDark6.png" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/NoticeLight6.png'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/NoticeDark6.png'"/></a> </div><</if>> <a data-passage="Room Hub">Finish examining your room management board</a>

<<set _bedSleepers = 0>><<set _cribSleepers = 0>><<set _petSleepers = 0>><<set _longCageSleepers = 0>><<set _stallSleepers = 0>><<switch $sleepLocation>><<case 1>><<set _cribSleepers += 1>><<case 2>><<set _petSleepers += 1>><<case 3>><<set _longCageSleepers += 1>><<case 4>><<set _stallSleepers += 1>><</switch>> <<switch $aliceSleepLocation>><<case 1>><<set _bedSleepers += 1>><<case 2>><<set _cribSleepers += 1>><<case 3>><<set _petSleepers += 1>><<case 4>><<set _longCageSleepers += 1>><<case 5>><<set _stallSleepers += 1>><</switch>> <<switch $jessSleepLocation>><<case 1>><<set _bedSleepers += 1>><<case 2>><<set _cribSleepers += 1>><<case 3>><<set _petSleepers += 1>><<case 4>><<set _longCageSleepers += 1>><<case 5>><<set _stallSleepers += 1>><</switch>>Examining the sleeping roster on your pinboard, you wonder if anything should be switched around. The roster itself covers the various sleeping spots in your room, along with who’s assigned to them. It’s rather cumbersome in terms of paperwork, but it seems like the facility prefers to keep track of exactly where you’ll sleep for some reason. <hr> Sleeping Roster $firstName - <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>Four Poster Bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>Adult Crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>Grey Pet Bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>Long Padded Cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>Wooden Hay-Filled Stall<</if>> ([[Return to default|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$sleepLocation = 0]])<<if $jessSlave || $jessRoommate>> Jess - <<if $jessSleepLocation == 0>>Floor<<elseif $jessSleepLocation == 1>>Four Poster Bed<<elseif $jessSleepLocation == 2>>Adult Crib<<elseif $jessSleepLocation == 3>>Grey Pet Bed<<elseif $jessSleepLocation == 4>>Long Padded Cage<<elseif $jessSleepLocation == 5>>Wooden Hay-Filled Stall<</if>> ([[Return to default|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$jessSleepLocation = 0]])<</if>><<if $aliceBody>> Alice - <<if $aliceSleepLocation == 0>>Charging Stand<<elseif $aliceSleepLocation == 1>>Four Poster Bed<<elseif $aliceSleepLocation == 2>>Adult Crib<<elseif $aliceSleepLocation == 3>>Grey Pet Bed<<elseif $aliceSleepLocation == 4>>Long Padded Cage<<elseif $aliceSleepLocation == 5>>Wooden Hay-Filled Stall<</if>> ([[Return to default|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$aliceSleepLocation = 0]])<</if>> Four Poster Bed (sleeps 2 up to occupants + yourself) <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>$firstName<<else>>[[$firstName|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$sleepLocation = 0]]<</if>><<if $jessRoommate || $jessSlave>> | <<if $jessSleepLocation == 1 || _bedSleepers >= 2>>Jess<<else>>[[Jess|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$jessSleepLocation = 1]]<</if>><</if>><<if $aliceBody>> | <<if $aliceSleepLocation == 1 || _bedSleepers >= 2>>Alice<<else>>[[Alice|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$aliceSleepLocation = 1]]<</if>><</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Adult Crib") != -1>> Adult Crib (sleeps 2 up to occupants) <<if $sleepLocation == 1 || _cribSleepers >= 2>>$firstName<<else>>[[$firstName|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$sleepLocation = 1]]<</if>><<if $jessRoommate || $jessSlave>> | <<if $jessSleepLocation == 2 || _cribSleepers >= 2>>Jess<<else>>[[Jess|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$jessSleepLocation = 2]]<</if>><</if>><<if $aliceBody>> | <<if $aliceSleepLocation == 2 || _cribSleepers >= 2>>Alice<<else>>[[Alice|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$aliceSleepLocation = 2]]<</if>><</if>><</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed") != -1>> Grey Pet Bed (sleeps 1 occupant) <<if $sleepLocation == 2 || _petSleepers >= 1>>$firstName<<else>>[[$firstName|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$sleepLocation = 2]]<</if>><<if $jessRoommate || $jessSlave>> | <<if $jessSleepLocation == 3 || _petSleepers >= 1>>Jess<<else>>[[Jess|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$jessSleepLocation = 3]]<</if>><</if>><<if $aliceBody>> | <<if $aliceSleepLocation == 3 || _petSleepers >= 1>>Alice<<else>>[[Alice|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$aliceSleepLocation = 3]]<</if>><</if>><</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Long Padded Top Cage") != -1>> Long Padded Cage (sleeps 2 up to occupants) <<if $sleepLocation == 3 || _longCageSleepers >= 2>>$firstName<<else>>[[$firstName|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$sleepLocation = 3]]<</if>><<if $jessRoommate || $jessSlave>> | <<if $jessSleepLocation == 4 || _longCageSleepers >= 2>>Jess<<else>>[[Jess|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$jessSleepLocation = 4]]<</if>><</if>><<if $aliceBody>> | <<if $aliceSleepLocation == 4 || _longCageSleepers >= 2>>Alice<<else>>[[Alice|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$aliceSleepLocation = 4]]<</if>><</if>><</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Hay Filled Wooden Stall") != -1>> Wooden Hay-Filled Stall (sleeps up to 6 occupants) <<if $sleepLocation == 4 || _stallSleepers >= 6>>$firstName<<else>>[[$firstName|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$sleepLocation = 4]]<</if>><<if $jessRoommate || $jessSlave>> | <<if $jessSleepLocation == 5 || _stallSleepers >= 6>>Jess<<else>>[[Jess|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$jessSleepLocation = 5]]<</if>><</if>><<if $aliceBody>> | <<if $aliceSleepLocation == 5 || _stallSleepers >= 6>>Alice<<else>>[[Alice|Room Management Sleeping Locations][$aliceSleepLocation = 5]]<</if>><</if>><</if>> [[Finish looking at your sleeping arrangements planner|Room Management Menu]]

Examining the chore list on your pinboard, you wonder if you need to do anything with it. As you’re the registered resident of your room you don’t really need to track your own chores, instead your chore list is meant more for any roommates you might acquire. That might not really be a big deal<<if !$jessSlave && !$jessRoommate && !$aliceBody>>, especially as you don’t have anyone sharing your room with you<</if>>, but the chore list came with the pinboard so there’s no reason to remove it. <hr> Chore List<<if !$jessSlave && !$jessRoommate && !$aliceBody>> No roommates to assign chores to<<else>><<if $jessSlave || $jessRoommate>> Jess <<if $jessJob == 0>>No task<<else>>[[No task|Room Management Task Selections][$jessJob = 0]]<</if>> | <<if $jessJob == 1>>Cleaning<<else>>[[Cleaning|Room Management Task Selections][$jessJob = 1]]<</if>> | <<if $jessJob == 2>>Waitress job<<else>>[[Waitress job|Room Management Task Selections][$jessJob = 2]]<</if>> | <<if $jessJob == 4>>Maid job<<else>>[[Maid job|Room Management Task Selections][$jessJob = 4]]<</if>><<if $jessRelationship >= 50 || $jessSlave>> | <<if $jessJob == 3>>Brothel job<<else>>[[Brothel job|Room Management Task Selections][$jessJob = 3]]<</if>><</if>><<if $jessLactating && $furniture.indexOf("Industrial Milking Frame") != -1 && $lactationPlay && ($jessRelationship >= 50 || $jessSlave)>> | <<if $jessJob == 5>>Get milked<<else>>[[Get milked|Room Management Task Selections][$jessJob = 5]]<</if>><</if>><</if>><<if $aliceBody>> Alice <<if $aliceJob == 0>>No task<<else>>[[No task|Room Management Task Selections][$aliceJob = 0]]<</if>><<if $aliceRelationship >= 25>> | <<if $jessJob == 1>>Cleaning<<else>>[[Maid job|Room Management Task Selections][$jessJob = 1]]<</if>><</if>> | <<if $aliceJob == 2>>Waitress job<<else>>[[Waitress job|Room Management Task Selections][$aliceJob = 2]]<</if>> | <<if $aliceJob == 3>>Brothel job<<else>>[[Brothel job|Room Management Task Selections][$aliceJob = 3]]<</if>> | <<if $aliceJob == 4>>Dominatrix job<<else>>[[Dominatrix job|Room Management Task Selections][$aliceJob = 4]]<</if>><<if $aliceRelationship >= 25>> | <<if $jessJob == 5>>Maid job<<else>>[[Maid job|Room Management Task Selections][$jessJob = 5]]<</if>><</if>><</if>><</if>> [[Finish looking at your roommate task planner|Room Management Menu]]

<<if lastVisited("Room Hub") is 1>>Deciding to approach your short-haired brunette roommate Jess, you head over to her<<else>>Continuing your conversation with short-haired brunette roommate Jess, you stand before her<</if>>. <<if $jessPregnantKnown>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessPregnantLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 0>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessMaidLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 2>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessBDSMLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 3>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessHucowLarge.png]]</div><</if>>Taking in her appearance, Jess is a petite girl with slightly shorter than shoulder length brown hair, and matching brown eyes. Her breasts these days are about a C-Cup you’d say, though she has a rather slight frame which over emphasizes them<<if $jessLactating>>, you also know that her breasts are filled with milk<</if>><<if $jessPregnantKnown>>. She’s also very visibly pregnant, her belly swelling outward<</if>>. At the same time, in terms of clothing she’s currently wearing <<if $jessPregnantKnown>>a loose yellow summer dress that’s doubling as a maternity dress, keeping it from getting in the way of her pregnant belly<<elseif $time == 7>>nothing at all, giving you a full view of her nudity<<elseif $jessAppearance == 0>>her green tank top and matching skirt, giving her a rather cute casual look<<elseif $jessAppearance == 1>>a frilly and somewhat skimpy black and white French maid outfit, giving her a flirty yet not too overtly sexual look<<elseif $jessAppearance == 2>>little more than a BDSM harness, her breasts and bare pussy on full display between the lewd black leather straps<<elseif $jessAppearance == 3>>a matching bikini, long gloves, and knee-high boots, all with a black and white Holstein cow pattern, topped off with a cow ear headband and a cowbell collar that make her look like a sexy hucow<</if>>. <<if lastVisited("Room Hub") is 1>>"Hi $firstName. How are things going for you? I’m doing okay. Do you need anything from me? If so I’d be happy to help however I can", she greets you pleasantly, offering you a small friendly wave.<<else>>"That’s good. So, is there anything else you need me for?", she comments pleasantly, waiting for your reply.<</if>> Do you: <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Jess right now<<else>>[[Hang out with Jess|Room Jess Roommate Hangout][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($jessRelationship<=97){$jessRelationship += 3;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>> [[Talk to Jess about chores and jobs|Room Jess Roommate Tasks Main]] [[Talk to Jess about her sleeping arrangements|Room Jess Roommate Sleeping Main]] [[Talk to Jess about her appearance|Room Jess Roommate Appearance Main]]<<if $submission <= 0>> [[Enslave Jess|Room Jess Roommate Enslave][$jessSlave = true; $jessRoommate = false; if($jessRelationship >= 20){$jessRelationship -= 20;}else{$jessRelationship = 0;};]]<</if>><<if $jessRelationship >= 25 && ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked && $sexualPreference != 2 && $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>> You’re currently too tired to think about fucking Jess missionary style at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<elseif $jessRelationship >= 25 && ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked && $sexualPreference != 2>> [[Suggest fucking Jess missionary style|Room Jess Roommate Missionary Sex][$timesFuckedPussy += 1; $actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($jessRelationship<=95){$jessRelationship += 5;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>> <a data-passage="Room Hub">Finish talking with Jess</a>

<<if lastVisited("Room Hub") is 1>>Deciding to approach your pink haired robotic roommate Alice, you head over to her<<else>>Continuing your conversation with your pink haired robotic roommate Alice, you stand before her<</if>>. <<if $alicePregnantKnown>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AlicePregnantLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $aliceAppearance == 0>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AliceLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $aliceAppearance == 1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AliceNudeLarge.png]]</div><</if>>At about 5ft2, Alice is a rather petite mildly pink robot. With skin that looks just slightly metallic in nature, overall she looks much like her hidden AI avatar had appeared, with an anime-esque face and a cute pair of synthetic pink pigtails tied off with computer cables. Meanwhile, in terms of clothing she’s currently wearing <<if $alicePregnantKnown>>nothing at all, her large pregnancy tits and swollen baby-filled belly both bouncing around in full view<<elseif $time == 7 || $aliceAppearance == 1>>nothing at all, her gravity defying breasts bouncing around in full view<<else>>her short black school dress with a white short sleeved button up shirt and her black and white striped tie<</if>>. <<if lastVisited("Room Hub") is 1>>"Hey there roomie! How’s life been treating you? Lots of slutty sex slave fun I hope. Ooo, I get so jealous sometimes, seeing you being all fleshy and hot, make me want to grab you", she greets you, sticking her tongue out at you playfully.<<else>>"So, like, anything else you want to chitter chat about roomie? I bet we could figure out something really fun and sexy if we put our minds to it. Heh, we could get you in so much naughty trouble!", she comments with a grin, sticking her tongue out at you playfully.<</if>> Do you: <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Alice right now<<else>>[[Hang out with Alice|Room Alice Hangout][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($aliceRelationship<=97){$aliceRelationship += 3;}else{$aliceRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>> [[Talk to Alice about chores and jobs|Room Alice Tasks Main]] [[Talk to Alice about her sleeping arrangements|Room Alice Sleeping Main]] [[Talk to Alice about her appearance|Room Alice Appearance Main]]<<if ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked && $sexualPreference != 2 && $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>> You’re currently too tired to think about fucking Alice at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<elseif ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked && $sexualPreference != 2>> [[Suggest fucking Alice missionary style|Room Alice Cowgirl Sex][$timesFuckedPussy += 1; $actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($aliceRelationship<=95){$aliceRelationship += 5;}else{$aliceRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>> <a data-passage="Room Hub">Finish talking with Alice</a>

<<if lastVisited("Room Hub") is 1>>Deciding to approach your short-haired brunette slave Jess, you head over to her<<else>>Continuing your conversation with your short-haired brunette slave Jess, you stand before her<</if>>. <<if jessPregnantKnown>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessPregnantLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 0>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessMaidLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 2>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessBDSMLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 3>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessHucowLarge.png]]</div><</if>>Taking in her appearance, Jess is a petite girl with slightly shorter than shoulder length brown hair, and matching brown eyes. Her breasts these days are about a C-Cup you’d say, though she has a rather slight frame which over emphasizes them<<if $jessLactating>>, you also know that her breasts are filled with milk<</if>><<if $jessPregnantKnown>>. She’s also very visibly pregnant, her belly swelling outward<</if>>. At the same time, in terms of clothing she’s currently wearing <<if $jessPregnantKnown>>a loose yellow summer dress that’s doubling as a maternity dress, keeping it from getting in the way of her pregnant belly<<elseif $time == 7>>nothing at all, giving you a full view of her nudity<<elseif $jessAppearance == 0>>her green tank top and matching skirt, giving her a rather cute casual look<<elseif $jessAppearance == 1>>a frilly and somewhat skimpy black and white French maid outfit, giving her a flirty yet not too overtly sexual look<<elseif $jessAppearance == 2>>little more than a BDSM harness, her breasts and bare pussy on full display between the lewd black leather straps<<elseif $jessAppearance == 3>>a matching bikini, long gloves, and knee-high boots, all with a black and white Holstein cow pattern, topped off with a cow ear headband and a cowbell collar that make her look like a sexy hucow<</if>>. <<if lastVisited("Room Hub") is 1>>"Hello <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>. Are you doing okay? Do you need anything from me? If so I’d be happy to do whatever you need me to", she greets you pleasantly yet differentially, her eyes downcast submissively.<<else>>"Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>. Is there anything else you need me for?", she comments submissively, waiting quietly for your reply.<</if>> Do you: <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Jess right now<<else>>[[Spend some time with Jess|Room Slave Jess Hangout][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($jessRelationship<=97){$jessRelationship += 3;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>> [[Talk to Jess about chores and jobs|Room Jess Slave Tasks Main]] [[Talk to Jess about her sleeping arrangements|Room Jess Slave Sleeping Main]] [[Talk to Jess about her appearance|Room Jess Slave Appearance Main]] [[Release Jess from slavery|Room Jess Slave Free][$jessSlave = false; $jessRoommate = true; if($jessRelationship <= 90){$jessRelationship += 10;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]]<<if ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked && $sexualPreference != 2 && $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>> You’re currently too tired to think about fucking Jess missionary style at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<elseif ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked && $sexualPreference != 2>> [[Tell Jess you’re going to fuck her missionary style|Room Jess Slave Missionary Sex][$timesFuckedPussy += 1; $actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($jessRelationship<=97){$jessRelationship += 3;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>> <a data-passage="Room Hub">Finish talking with Jess</a>

Glancing at the finances sheet on your pinboard, you take in your current situation with the upkeep costs imposed upon you by the facility. Despite being on paper, the log seems to automatically update, keeping track of all the ongoing costs you have, along with any reductions that might be in place to those. There’s even a section on the bottom predicting how much money you might have incoming to you from anyone sharing your room with you. <hr> Expenses <<if $startUpkeep == 0>>Base Upkeep – 0 G.GP<<elseif $startUpkeep == 1>>Base Upkeep – 100 G.G.P<<elseif $startUpkeep == 2>>Base Upkeep – 300 G.G.P<<elseif $startUpkeep == 3>>Base Upkeep – 500 G.G.P<<elseif $startUpkeep == 4>>Base Upkeep – 1000 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $roomLevel == 0>>Small Main Room Maintenance – 50 G.G.P<<elseif $roomLevel == 1>>Medium Main Room Maintenance – 100 G.G.P<<elseif $roomLevel == 2>>Large Main Room Maintenance – 150 G.G.P<</if>><<if $childCareUpkeep > 0>> Childcare Payments – <<if $childCareUpkeep >= 500>>500<<else>>$childCareUpkeep<</if>> G.G.P<</if>><<if $upkeepIncreasesInstances > 0>> Motivational Upkeep Increase Programme ($upkeepIncreasesInstances Instances) – $upkeepIncreasesTotal G.G.P<</if>><<if $jessRoommate || $jessSlave>> Jess Upkeep – 100 G.G.P<</if>><<if $aliceBody>> Alice Upkeep – 0 G.G.P<</if>> Expense Reductions <<if $day < 7>> Introduction Expenses Mitigation Scheme – 50 G.G.P<</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 0>> Scholarship Scheme For The Poor – 100 G.G.P<</if>><<if $upkeepAliceReduction>> Alice’s Deal – 50 G.G.P<</if>> Projected Income <<if $alicebody && $aliceCurrentTask >= 2 && $aliceTaskCounter >= 3>> <<if $aliceCurrentTask == 2>><<set $ggp += 200>>Alice: Waitressing Job – 200 G.G.P<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 3>><<set $ggp += 300>>Alice: Brothel Job – 300 G.G.P<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 4>><<set $ggp += 400>>Alice: Dominatrix Job – 400 G.G.P<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 5>><<set $ggp += 250>>Alice: Maid Job – 250 G.G.P<</if>><</if>><<if $jessSlave && $jessCurrentTask >= 2 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>> <<if $jessCurrentTask == 2>><<set $ggp += 200>>Slave Jess: Waitressing Job – 200 G.G.P<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 3>><<set $ggp += 300>>Slave Jess: Brothel Job – 300 G.G.P <<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 4>><<set $ggp += 250>>Slave Jess: Maid Job – 250 G.G.P<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 5>><<set $ggp += 400>>Slave Jess: Milking – 400 G.G.P <</if>><</if>><<if $jessRoommate && $jessCurrentTask >= 2 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>> <<if $jessCurrentTask == 2>><<set $ggp += 200>>Jess: Waitressing Job – 200 G.G.P<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 3>><<set $ggp += 300>>Jess: Brothel Job – 300 G.G.P <<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 4>><<set $ggp += 250>>Jess: Maid Job – 250 G.G.P<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 5>><<set $ggp += 400>>Jess: Milking – 400 G.G.P <</if>><</if>> Overview Your current daily upkeep level is: <<if $upkeep <= 0>>0<<else>>$upkeep<</if>> G.G.P <hr> [[Finish looking at your finances|Room Management Menu]]

Taking a look at the apartment customization blueprint, you take a moment to think over whether there’s anything you want to do with it. With construction technology having advanced so far, reconfiguration of living spaces is a quick and simple endeavour. Through this simple interface you’re able to change various aspects of your apartment, from wallpaper style to where the furniture goes, just so long as you’ve paid for the appropriate room configuration modules. <hr> Apartment Customization Blueprint Currently Unavailable [[Finish looking at your room customization blueprint|Room Management Menu]]

Viewing your room overview document, you take a moment to look over the information it contains. Simple as it might look, this high tech device made to look like a sheet of paper keeps track of all the information regarding the state of your apartment within the facility. It’s maybe not the most important thing in the world, but a quick way at looking over the state of your living space could still be useful. <hr> Room Overview Document Currently Unavailable [[Finish looking at your room overview document|Room Management Menu]]

Viewing your roommate overview document, you take a moment to look over the information it contains. Simple as it might look, this high tech device made to look like a sheet of paper keeps track of all the people who are living with you in your apartment within the facility. Not only that though, it also has a comprehensive rundown of how they’re feeling, what they’re up to, and where they’re sleeping. <hr> Roommate Overview Document Currently Unavailable [[Finish looking at your roommate overview document|Room Management Menu]]

You find yourself in front of your large <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> painted four poster canopy bed with pale <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> bedding and thin frilly canopy of the same colour sits before you, a collection of brightly coloured comfy looking pillows<<if $furniture.indexOf("Snuggly Warm Teddy Bear") != -1>>, and your oddly warm teddy bear,<</if>> lie at the head of it. <<if $furniture.indexOf("Ultimate mattress") != -1>>Your bed also has an amazing mattress, in fact it’s so good it’s almost indescribable. <</if>><<if !$mobileView>> <<if $bedType == 0>>[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/PinkBed.png]]<<else>>[img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/BlueBed.png]]<</if>><</if>> Currently, you <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>sleep in your large canopied bed at night<<else>>you don’t currently sleep in your large canopied bed at night<</if>><<if $sleepLocation != 0>>, however you could [[choose to start sleeping in your main bed|Room Main Bed][$sleepLocation = 0]]<</if>>. Finished interacting with your four poster bed, you find yourself <a data-passage="Room Hub">standing in your bedroom</a>.

Letting Alice know that you’d like to hang out if she has some free time, the pink haired robot girl grins with a flirtatious wink, letting you know that she always has time for you. At first you begin heading out into the communal area, however, Alice instead playfully drags you over to your four poster bed, flopping down atop of it to sprawl out. Perching yourself on the edge, Alice meanwhile giggling and rolling around as she gets comfortable, you start to chat. More than anything your companion is a flirt and a tease. Taking any opportunity to turn the conversation sexual, or to make lewd jokes, she’s certainly fun to talk to. At the same time though, you just don’t feel like she’s ever willing to be fully serious with you. With all the secrets she knows about regarding the Center, it’s hard to feel like she’s not avoiding certain topics, never seeming to outright lie but just being generally evasive. Of particular note though, Alice does spend some gossiping about things she’s been up to, her giggling glee overcoming her normal reluctance to talk about such topics. <<print either("Unable to hold back, she tells you about how she tricked a few of the facility residents into thinking she was some kind of god-like being pretending to be an AI, setting up special effects to make the whole thing more convincing. These people have since started their own organization called the Sex Cadets, where they prepare for a great cataclysm named, The Sex-on-ing, by engaging in ever more ludicrous sexual escapades. Not everyone seems to buy the religious side of things, but Alice doesn’t really mind, finding the whole thing hilariously entertaining and letting you know with a wink that she has plans for them that even the big boss doesn’t know about","With a grin she tells you that there are so many schemes going on within the facility that sometimes it’s hard for even her to keep track of. Most of the important executives have their own plans in motion, as do various major outside forces, such as governmental organisations, paramilitary groups, and opposing corporate factions, though the big boss knows all about them. Alice isn’t too concerned with most of them, but weirded out with how un-scheme-y two of the execs are, wondering if she’s just not thinking hard enough to spot what they’re up to. The old boring wrinkly admin one she doesn’t suspect much from, but for the tech-y one who’s obsessed with chess Alice feels like he’s probably just hiding things from her. You try to pump her for more on these mysterious people, but after realizing she’s let too much slip she suddenly quietens up considerably");>>. All in all, it's a nice chat, letting you get to know the odd robotic schoolgirl AI just a little bit better.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Mid way through your conversation though, Alice loudly comments on a strange smell, staring into your eyes with a grin. Embarrassed and not wanting to admit that it’s likely your diaper, you feign ignorance, which only seems to amuse her more. Repeatedly commenting about it, it’s pretty obvious Alice knows exactly what is going on, but she never admits it, more amused by watching you squirm as she keeps bringing it up.<</if>> After a little while, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive. Letting the conversation lull to give you a break, you both get up as you go back to [[talking with Alice|Room Alice Main]].

Telling Jess that you’d like to hang out with her, the girl-next-door brunette smiling and letting you know that she has some free time and would like that. Heading out into the communal area and taking a seat on a sofa across from her with a low table in between the both of you, you suppose that the dormitory communal area likely large enough that you likely won’t be interrupted. Settling into your plush seat and beginning to relax, you start to chat with Jess. Your conversation is pretty well-balanced, neither of you taking any particular control over it. It’s not too complicated or deep either, instead the both of you mostly just discussing everything that has happened to you since arriving at the facility. Jess explains that she’s been going to various training courses, trying to get herself both a more traditional education along with doing some of the sexual courses that the Center has on offer. She also tells you about her work within the facility as a waitress at a smaller fast food place, her cheeks blushing red as she mentions the rather skimpy uniform. In particular she tells you a story about the rumours she heard from some of the other trainee programme members she has interacted with recently. <<print either("Apparently Alice the facility AI sometimes acts weird with slaves and trainees under the control of the facility, though she’s never seen it herself. Rumour has it that Alice sometimes asks them to do weird things, from moving packages around to having them seduce certain guests, often offering huge rewards for their efforts. Some even say they’ve heard her have a different more feminine voice, though Jess thinks that is likely just an embellishment","People have been saying that there’s an odd chess playing man over on the Administration Floor, who uses some weird technology to mask his face in shadows. Because of how important he seems to be, given how much effort he’s going to in hiding his identity, many of the trainees are obsessed with trying to convince him to become their owner. However, he only seems interested in skilled chess players. There are even some rumours that he might not be human, given the weird distortion on his face, though Jess thinks that idea is a bit silly");>>. Overall, it's a nice catching up session, letting you get to know the remarkably well-adjusted trainee just a little bit better.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Mid way through your conversation though, Jess comments on a strange smell, pinching her nose. Embarrassed and not wanting to admit that it’s likely your diaper, you feign ignorance, which she seems to accept without further question. Still, you’re kind of mortified when she picks up a nearby anti-odour device and puts it on the coffee table between you, the foul scent apparently too much for her to deal with normally.<</if>> After a little while, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive. Letting the conversation lull to give you a break, you stand up and both go back to your room, [[going back to talking to Jess|Room Jess Roommate Main]].

Telling your slave Jess that you’d like to spend some time with her, the enslaved girl-next-door brunette nodding somewhat nervously and responding submissively that she would like that. Heading out into the communal area and taking a seat on a sofa with her kneeling beside you, you suppose that the dormitory communal area likely large enough that you likely won’t be interrupted. Settling into your plush seat and beginning to relax, you start to chat with Jess. Your conversation is somewhat well-balanced, though you do mostly take control over it. It’s not too complicated or deep, instead the both of you mostly just discussing everything that has happened to you since arriving at the facility. Jess explains that she’s was going to various training courses, trying to get herself both a more traditional education along with doing some of the sexual courses that the Center has on offer. She also tells you about her brief work within the facility as a waitress at a smaller fast food place, her cheeks blushing red as she mentions the rather skimpy uniform. In particular she tells you a story about the rumours she heard from some of the other trainee programme members she has interacted with recently. <<print either("Apparently Alice the facility AI sometimes acts weird with slaves and trainees under the control of the facility, though she’s never seen it herself. Rumour has it that Alice sometimes asks them to do weird things, from moving packages around to having them seduce certain guests, often offering huge rewards for their efforts. Some even say they’ve heard her have a different more feminine voice, though Jess thinks that is likely just an embellishment","People have been saying that there’s an odd chess playing man over on the Administration Floor, who uses some weird technology to mask his face in shadows. Because of how important he seems to be, given how much effort he’s going to in hiding his identity, many of the trainees are obsessed with trying to convince him to become their owner. However, he only seems interested in skilled chess players. There are even some rumours that he might not be human, given the weird distortion on his face, though Jess thinks that idea is a bit silly");>>. Overall, it's a nice catching up session, letting you get to know the remarkably well-adjusted trainee just a little bit better.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Mid way through your conversation though, Jess comments on a strange smell, pinching her nose. Embarrassed and not wanting to admit that it’s likely your diaper, you feign ignorance, which she seems to accept without further question. Still, you’re kind of mortified when she picks up a nearby anti-odour device and puts it on the coffee table between you, apparently not wanting you to have to put up with such a foul scent.<</if>> After a little while, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive. Letting the conversation lull to give you a break, you stand up and take her back to your room, going back to [[talking to your slave Jess|Room Jess Slave Main]].

Wanting to bring up the topic of chores and jobs, you ask Alice, "Hey. Kind of a random question, but do you have any preferences when it comes to how you want to spend your days?", the pink-haired robot giving you a rather quizzical look at she taps her chip. Obviously thinking things through thoroughly, it takes a good thirty seconds of pondering before Alice giggles back to you, "Well, I guess I’d prefer to not have to do anything. Then I could live in luxury, and have cute slaves feed me tasty things, and we could do slutty sexy things together. But … that’s going to be a little while before it happens, so I guess working wouldn’t be too bad. Just so long as I get to have lots of fun naughty sex, or get to be in charge, oh, or I get to flirt a bunch. Don’t want to do hard work though, or anything gross, especially not yucky cleaning", the robot-girl practically gagging as she makes the last statement. Do you: No Task – <<if $aliceJob == 0>>Alice is already doing this<<else>>[[Alice should do this|Room Alice Task Choice][$holderInt = 0; $aliceJob = 0]]<</if>> Cleaning The Apartment – <<if $aliceRelationship < 25>>Alice isn’t willing to do this<<elseif $aliceJob == 1>>Alice is already doing this<<else>>[[Alice should do this|Room Alice Task Choice][$holderInt = 1; $aliceJob = 1]]<</if>> Waitressing Job – <<if $aliceJob == 2>>Alice is already doing this<<else>>[[Alice should do this|Room Alice Task Choice][$holderInt = 2; $aliceJob = 2]]<</if>> Brothel Job – <<if $aliceJob == 3>>Alice is already doing this<<else>>[[Alice should do this|Room Alice Task Choice][$holderInt = 3; $aliceJob = 3]]<</if>> Dominatrix Job – <<if $aliceJob == 4>>Alice is already doing this<<else>>[[Alice should do this|Room Alice Task Choice][$holderInt = 4; $aliceJob = 4]]<</if>> Maid Job – <<if $aliceRelationship < 25>>Alice isn’t willing to do this<<elseif $aliceJob == 5>>Alice is already doing this<<else>>[[Alice should do this|Room Alice Task Choice][$holderInt = 5; $aliceJob = 5]]<</if>> [[Stop talking about chores and jobs|Room Alice Main]]

Wanting to bring up the topic of chores and jobs, you ask Jess, "Hey. Kind of a random question, but do you have any preferences when it comes to how you want to spend your days?", your petite brunette roommate looking momentarily nervous. Waving her hands in front of herself shyly, Jess answers, "I really don’t want to be any trouble to you, so I’m happy to help out where ever you need me. But … well, some things are kind of embarrassing … and I don’t think I could really do them. So, if it’s possible maybe nothing that involves … you know … sex …", a blush certainly starting to set into her cheeks. Do you: No Task – <<if $jessJob == 0>>Jess is already doing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Roommate Task Choice][$holderInt = 0; $jessJob = 0]]<</if>> Cleaning The Apartment – <<if $jessJob == 1>>Jess is already doing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Roommate Task Choice][$holderInt = 1; $jessJob = 1]]<</if>> Waitressing Job – <<if $jessJob == 2>>Jess is already doing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Roommate Task Choice][$holderInt = 2; $jessJob = 2]]<</if>> Brothel Job – <<if $jessRelationship < 50>>Jess isn’t willing to do this<<elseif $jessJob == 3>>Jess is already doing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Roommate Task Choice][$holderInt = 3; $jessJob = 3]]<</if>> Maid – <<if $jessJob == 4>>Jess is already doing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Roommate Task Choice][$holderInt = 4; $jessJob = 4]]<</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Industrial Milking Frame") != -1 && $lactationPlay && $jessLactating>> Get Milked – <<if $jessRelationship < 50>>Jess isn’t willing to do this<<elseif $jessJob == 5>>Jess is already doing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Roommate Task Choice][$holderInt = 5; $jessJob = 5]]<</if>><</if>> [[Stop talking about chores and jobs|Room Jess Roommate Main]]

Wanting to bring up the topic of chores and jobs, you ask your slave Jess, "Slave. A somewhat random question, but do you have any preferences when it comes to how you want to spend your days?", your petite brunette slave looking momentarily nervous. Waving her hands in front of herself shyly, Jess answers, "I really don’t want to be any trouble to you, so I’m happy to help out where ever you need me <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>. But … well, some things are kind of embarrassing … and I don’t think I could really do them <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>. So, if it’s possible maybe nothing that involves … you know … sex …", a blush certainly starting to set into her cheeks. Do you: No Task – <<if $jessJob == 0>>Jess is already doing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Slave Task Choice][$holderInt = 0; $jessJob = 0]]<</if>> Cleaning The Apartment – <<if $jessJob == 1>>Jess is already doing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Slave Task Choice][$holderInt = 1; $jessJob = 1]]<</if>> Waitressing Job – <<if $jessJob == 2>>Jess is already doing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Slave Task Choice][$holderInt = 2; $jessJob = 2]]<</if>> Brothel Job – <<if $jessRelationship < 25>>Jess isn’t willing to do this<<elseif $jessJob == 3>>Jess is already doing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Slave Task Choice][$holderInt = 3; $jessJob = 3]]<</if>> Maid – <<if $jessJob == 4>>Jess is already doing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Slave Task Choice][$holderInt = 4; $jessJob = 4]]<</if>><<if $furniture.indexOf("Industrial Milking Frame") != -1 && $lactationPlay && $jessLactating>> Get Milked – <<if $jessJob == 5>>Jess is already doing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Slave Task Choice][$holderInt = 5; $jessJob = 5]]<</if>><</if>> [[Stop talking about chores and jobs|Room Jess Slave Main]]

<<if lastVisited("Dorm Hub") is 1>>Deciding to approach your short-haired brunette friend Jess, you head over to where she sits in the dorm main hall<<else>>Continuing your conversation with short-haired brunette friend Jess, you stand before her<</if>>. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessLarge.png]]</div>Taking in her appearance, Jess is a petite girl with slightly shorter than shoulder length brown hair, and matching brown eyes. Her breasts these days are about a C-Cup you’d say, though she has a rather slight frame which over emphasizes them<<if $jessLactating>>, you also know that her breasts are filled with milk<</if>>. At the same time, in terms of clothing she’s currently wearing her green tank top and matching skirt, giving her a rather cute casual look. <<if lastVisited("Dorm Hub") is 1>>"Hi $firstName. How are things going for you? I’m doing okay. Do you need anything from me? If so I’d be happy to help however I can", she greets you pleasantly, offering you a small friendly wave.<<else>>"That’s good. So, is there anything else you need me for?", she comments pleasantly, waiting for your reply.<</if>> Do you: <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Jess right now<<else>>[[Hang out with Jess|Dorm Hub Jess Hangout][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; if($jessRelationship<=97){$jessRelationship += 3;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]]<</if>> <a data-passage="Dorm Hub">Finish talking with Jess</a>

Telling Jess that you’d like to hang out with her, the girl-next-door brunette smiling and letting you know that she has some free time and would like that. Taking a seat on the sofa across from her with a low table in between the both of you, the dormitory communal area likely large enough that you likely won’t be interrupted. Settling into your plush seat and beginning to relax, you start to chat with Jess. Your conversation is pretty well-balanced, neither of you taking any particular control over it. It’s not too complicated or deep either, instead the both of you mostly just discussing everything that has happened to you since arriving at the facility. Jess explains that she’s been going to various training courses, trying to get herself both a more traditional education along with doing some of the sexual courses that the Center has on offer. She also tells you about her work within the facility as a waitress at a smaller fast food place, her cheeks blushing red as she mentions the rather skimpy uniform. In particular she tells you a story about the rumours she heard from some of the other trainee programme members she has interacted with recently. <<print either("Apparently Alice the facility AI sometimes acts weird with slaves and trainees under the control of the facility, though she’s never seen it herself. Rumour has it that Alice sometimes asks them to do weird things, from moving packages around to having them seduce certain guests, often offering huge rewards for their efforts. Some even say they’ve heard her have a different more feminine voice, though Jess thinks that is likely just an embellishment","People have been saying that there’s an odd chess playing man over on the Administration Floor, who uses some weird technology to mask his face in shadows. Because of how important he seems to be, given how much effort he’s going to in hiding his identity, many of the trainees are obsessed with trying to convince him to become their owner. However, he only seems interested in skilled chess players. There are even some rumours that he might not be human, given the weird distortion on his face, though Jess thinks that idea is a bit silly");>>. Overall, it's a nice catching up session, letting you get to know the remarkably well-adjusted trainee just a little bit better.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Mid way through your conversation though, Jess comments on a strange smell, pinching her nose. Embarrassed and not wanting to admit that it’s likely your diaper, you feign ignorance, which she seems to accept without further question. Still, you’re kind of mortified when she picks up a nearby anti-odour device and puts it on the coffee table between you, the foul scent apparently too much for her to deal with normally.<</if>> After a little while, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive. Letting the conversation lull to give you a break, you stand up and [[go back to talking to Jess|Dorm Hub Jess]].

<<if $jessSlave || $jessRoommate || $aliceBody>>Noticing someone approaching you before you go to bed, you look up.<<if $aliceBody>> Skipping over to you gleefully, Alice presents herself to you explaining <<if $aliceCurrentTask == 0>>that she had a great day relaxing and that as a robotic overlord in the making she appreciates your level of respect and will remember it when she owns the world<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 1 && $aliceTaskCounter >= 3>>in a grumpy tone that she did your silly cleaning for you like you asked<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 1>>in a grumpy tone that you didn’t give her enough time today so she only managed a little bit of cleaning<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 2 && $aliceTaskCounter >= 3>>that she got to spend all day flirting with customers at her waitressing gig and managed to make 200 G.G.P for you<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 2>>that she didn’t do enough hours today at her waitressing gig so she didn’t get paid yet<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 3 && $aliceTaskCounter >= 3>>that she got fucked so many times she must be a super slut now, passing you over 300 G.G.P that she made in the process<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 3>>that she barely got fucked at all, moaning that she didn’t work enough shifts to get paid either<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 4 && $aliceTaskCounter >= 3>>that she had a great day putting squirming submissive sluts in their place, and is even willing to give you 400 G.G.P as your share of it<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 4>>that she didn’t have enough time to get a fully dominatrix session in today, so didn’t make any money instead relaxing like she deserves to instead<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 5 && $aliceTaskCounter >= 3>>in a half-heartedly grumpy tone that she did her stupid sexy maid job and cleaned up other peoples gross messes, making 250 G.G.P for you in the process<<elseif $aliceCurrentTask == 5>>in a half-heartedly grumpy tone that she did her stupid sexy maid job but they said she hadn’t done enough work yet to get paid<</if>>.<</if>><<if $jessRoommate>> Slightly nervously shuffling towards you, your roommate Jess comments <<if $jessCurrentTask == 0>>that she didn’t know what to do so she didn’t do much today other than a little study<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 1 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>>that she worked hard cleaning the apartment and she thinks it feels a lot cleaner now<<elseif $jesscurrentTask == 1>>that she tried to work hard cleaning the apartment but she didn’t make too much progress today<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 2 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>>that she worked hard at her waitressing job today and managed to get her full pay check, handing you 200 G.G.P<<elseif $jesscurrentTask == 2>>that she only had a few hours at her waitressing job today so sadly didn’t do enough to get paid yet<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 3 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>>with a deeply embarrassed look on her face that she did her job at the brothel and she brought home 300 G.G.P for you<<elseif $jesscurrentTask == 3>>with a deeply embarrassed look on her face that she didn’t work enough shifts at the brothel to get paid yet<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 4 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>>with a slight blush that she worked as a maid today and it was okay, handing you 250 G.G.P<<elseif $jesscurrentTask == 4>>with a slight blush that she worked as a maid today but not for long enough to get paid yet<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 5 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>>with a deeply embarrassed blush that she was milked all day and her nipples are really sore, letting you know that 600 G.G.P is being sent to you from that<<elseif $jesscurrentTask == 5>>with a deeply embarrassed blush that she was milked but not enough to get a payment, sighing that at least her nipples aren’t too sore<</if>>.<</if>><<if $jessSlave>>Nervously shuffling towards you, your slave Jess whispers <<if $jessCurrentTask == 0>>that she didn’t know what to do as you hadn’t told her anything, so she spent the day doing a little quiet study<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 1 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>>that she worked hard cleaning the apartment for you and she hopes you think it’s clean enough to your liking<<elseif $jesscurrentTask == 1>>that she tried to work hard for you cleaning the apartment but she’s sorry that she didn’t make too much progress today<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 2 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>>that she worked hard for you at her waitressing job today and managed to get her full pay check, handing you 200 G.G.P<<elseif $jesscurrentTask == 2>>that she tried to work hard for you, but that she only had a few hours at her waitressing job today so sadly didn’t do enough to get paid yet<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 3 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>>with a deeply embarrassed look on her face that she did her job at the brothel for you and she brought you the 300 G.G.P she was paid <<elseif $jesscurrentTask == 3>>with a deeply embarrassed look on her face that despite working hard for you she didn’t work enough shifts at the brothel to get paid yet<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 4 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>>with a slight blush that she worked hard for you as a maid today and it went well, handing you 250 G.G.P <<elseif $jesscurrentTask == 4>>with a slight blush that she worked hard as a maid for you today but not for long enough to get paid yet which she’s sorry for<<elseif $jessCurrentTask == 5 && $jessTaskCounter >= 3>>with a deeply embarrassed blush that she was milked for you all day and her nipples are really sore, letting you know that you earned 600 G.G.P from it<<elseif $jesscurrentTask == 5>>with a deeply embarrassed blush that she was milked for you but not enough to get a payment, apologizing that she couldn’t make you more money<</if>>.<</if>> <</if>>

<<if $jessSlave || $jessRoommate || $aliceBody>> Meanwhile, elsewhere in your apartment movement is occuring.<<if $jessSlave || $jessRoommate>> Your <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<elseif $jessRoommate>>roommate<</if>> Jess also gets ready for bed, <<if $jessSleepLocation == 0>>finding as comfortable a spot on the floor to curl up in as she can<<elseif $jessSleepLocation == 1>>getting into your main Four Poster Bed<<if $sleepLocation == 0>> along side you and snuggling up<</if>><<elseif $jessSleepLocation == 2>>opening up the side of your Adult Crib and climbing in before closing it again<<if $sleepLocation == 1>>and snuggling up along side you<</if>><<elseif $jessSleepLocation == 3>>settling down into your Grey Pet Bed and having to curl up in the process<<if $sleepLocation == 2>> along side you<</if>><<elseif $jessSleepLocation == 4>>opening the door on your Long Padded Cage and crawling in before closing herself up in it<<if $sleepLocation == 3>> to snuggle up along side you<</if>><<elseif $jessSleepLocation == 5>>opening the stall door on the Wooden Hay-Filled Stall before trying to find a comfortable patch of hay<<if $sleepLocation == 4>> along side you<</if>><</if>>.<</if>><<if $aliceBody>> The robotic Alice giddily makes plans for sleep <<if $aliceSleepLocation == 0>>returning to her charging pad alone<<elseif $aliceSleepLocation == 1>>flopping down onto your Four Poster Bed with a sigh<<if $sleepLocation == 0>> awkwardly sprawling across you<</if>><<elseif $aliceSleepLocation == 2>>clambering into your Adult Crib before flopping down with a sigh<<if $sleepLocation == 0>> awkwardly sprawling across you<</if>><<elseif $aliceSleepLocation == 3>>flopping down into your Grey Pet Bed comfortably<<if $sleepLocation == 0>> awkwardly sprawling across you<</if>><<elseif $aliceSleepLocation == 4>>crawling into your Long Padded Cage with a grin before closing the cage door<<if $sleepLocation == 0>> awkwardly sprawling across you<</if>><<elseif $aliceSleepLocation == 5>>entering your Wooden Hay-Filled Stall before flopping down onto a particularly large pile of hay<<if $sleepLocation == 0>> awkwardly sprawling across you<</if>><</if>>.<</if>><</if>>

Making your mind up on where to put her, you inform Alice, "So, I was thinking that you could sleep <<if $holderInt == 0>>on your charging stand<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>in the main Four Poster Bed<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>in the Adult Sized Crib<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>on the Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>in the Long Padded Cage<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>in the Wooden Hay-Filled Stall<</if>>", waiting for her response. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Grumbling slightly and squinting at you grumpily, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "You want me to sleep on my charging pad? I mean it’s meant for that, but that’s sooooo boring. You sure you don’t want to snuggle up together instead? Or find somewhere sexier to display me at least?", disappointment obvious in her tone.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Smiling happily, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "Yay! Big bed, big bed! That’s going to be so comfy, I can’t wait to sprawl out across it. We could even snuggle up like a real sleepover! The big bed is acceptable, I’ll sleep there!", her tone obviously an elated one.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Giving you an incredulous look, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "Do you think I’m some kind of big baby? Is that what this is? It looks comfy, but it feels like you’re mocking me, and I don’t like being mocked. Not at all! I’ll sleep there, but don’t think this is over …", a grumpy tone to her voice.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Shrugging slightly but with a smile, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "Yeah that’s fine. Like, I know it’s kind of a pet bed, but it doesn’t look much different to sleeping on a bunch of cushions, and that’s super sexy. Guess you want me on full display so you can watch me all night. Sounds fun … and hot", the flirty note to her voice giving you the impression that she’s okay with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Shrugging slightly but giving you a flirty wink, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "Yeah, that will do. I mean, I’m not sure if I’m really the submissive caged-girl type, but it’s sexy and comfy looking. Guess you get all turned on thinking of me caged up and at your mercy, so I suppose I can indulge you", Alice finishing off her statement by cheekily sticking out her tongue at you.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Grumbling slightly and squinting at you incredulously, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "What do you think I am, some kind of farm animal? I literally run this place and you want me to sleep in a icky barn! Totally gross! I’ll do it I guess, but that’s not nice of you at all!", a grumpy tone to her voice.<</if>> Nodding along to her answer, you press, "Does that mean you’re okay with it then?", giving her a pause to think things over some more. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Rolling her eyes, Alice mutters a quick, "Sure", that feels anything but a confirmation that she’s not going to cause you problems with her placing. Though, you guess you’ll just have to deal with that when or if that happens.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Smiling happily, Alice gives you a thumbs-up, "Sure", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Rolling her eyes, Alice mutters a quick, "Sure", that feels anything but a confirmation that she’s not going to cause you problems with her placing, though you guess you’ll just have to deal with that when or if that happens.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Smiling happily, Alice gives you a thumbs-up, "Sure", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Smiling happily, Alice gives you a thumbs-up, "Sure", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Rolling her eyes, Alice mutters a quick, "Sure", that feels anything but a confirmation that she’s not going to cause you problems with her placing, though you guess you’ll just have to deal with that when or if that happens.<</if>> Content that the situation is sorted, at least for the moment, you figure there’s nothing else to say on the topic. As such, you slowly [[steer the conversation over to more general topics|Room Alice Sleeping Main]].

Making your mind up on where to put her, you inform Jess, "So, I was thinking that you could sleep <<if $holderInt == 0>>on the floor for now<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>in the main Four Poster Bed<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>in the Adult Sized Crib<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>on the Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>in the Long Padded Cage<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>in the Wooden Hay-Filled Stall<</if>>", waiting for her response. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Looking on at you with big sad eyes, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "On the floor? That’s … okay, I can manage that … at least it’s carpeted …", disappointment obvious in her tone.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Smiling happily, you listen on as petite brunette answers, "The main bed? Are you sure? I’d love to, it looks so comfy", her tone obviously an elated one.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Um … okay, if you’re sure. It doesn’t look too bad …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "On the … um, the pet-bed? Okay … it looks comfy I suppose …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Oh … um, in the cage? It’s kind of short isn’t it … I’d have to crawl into it? If that’s what you … you really want then okay …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "In the barn stall? Oh … I mean, if that’s what you think is … er, best. It’s kind of … it could be comfy maybe … okay …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<</if>> Nodding along to her answer, you press, "Does that mean you’re okay with it then?", giving her a pause to think things over some more. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Still trying to elicit some sympathy with her sad expression, Jess slowly responds, "Yeah, I’ll be okay …", her tone making you think that she isn’t but that she doesn’t want to say so.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Smiling happily, Jess nods, "Yeah, that would be great", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<</if>> Content that the situation is sorted, at least for the moment, you figure there’s nothing else to say on the topic. As such, you slowly [[steer the conversation over to more general topics|Room Jess Roommate Sleeping Main]].

Making your mind up on where to put her, you inform your slave Jess, "So, my slave, I was thinking that you could sleep <<if $holderInt == 0>>on the floor for now<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>in the main Four Poster Bed<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>in the Adult Sized Crib<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>on the Grey Circular Cushion Pet Bed<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>in the Long Padded Cage<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>in the Wooden Hay-Filled Stall<</if>>", waiting for her response. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Looking on at you with big sad eyes, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "On the floor <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? That’s … okay, I can manage that … at least it’s carpeted …", disappointment obvious in her tone.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Smiling happily, you listen on as petite brunette answers, "The main bed? Are you sure <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? I’d love to, it looks so comfy", her tone obviously an elated one.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Um … okay, if you’re sure <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>. It doesn’t look too bad …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "On the … um, the pet-bed <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? Okay … it looks comfy I suppose …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Oh … um, in the cage <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? It’s kind of short isn’t it … I’d have to crawl into it? If that’s what you … you really want then okay …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "In the barn stall <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? Oh … I mean, if that’s what you think is … er, best. It’s kind of … it could be comfy maybe … okay …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<</if>> Nodding along to her answer, you press, "Does that mean you’re okay with it then?", giving her a pause to think things over some more. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Still trying to elicit some sympathy with her sad expression, Jess slowly responds, "Yeah, I’ll be okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …", her tone making you think that she isn’t but that she doesn’t want to say so.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Smiling happily, Jess nods, "Yeah, that would be great <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<</if>> Content that the situation is sorted, at least for the moment, you figure there’s nothing else to say on the topic. As such, you slowly [[steer the conversation over to more general topics|Room Jess Slave Sleeping Main]].

Making your mind up on what chore would be most helpful to you, you inform Alice, "So, I was thinking that you could <<if $holderInt == 0>>relax and hang around the apartment all day to rest up<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>clean the apartment a bit when you get the chance<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>take some shifts at one of the restaurants in the Center<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>take some shifts at one of the various brothels in the Center<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>try and get some work as a dominatrix within the Center<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>try and get some work as a personal maid within the Center<</if>>", waiting for her response. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Giggling girlishly, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "No work for Alice, I like the sound of that. Maybe you could even get a couple of slaves to serve me whilst you’re out. Ooo, they could feed me grapes and lick my pussy, that would be hot! Glad you appreciate how awesome I am and are happy to bask in my super-wonderous presence", Alice clearly overjoyed by your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>> Grumbling slightly and squinting at you grumpily, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "You want me to clean? What do you think I am, some sort of servant to you. So not fair, so mean. Wanting your poor sexy roomie to touch your gross dirty stuff … and not even in a fetishy way. Like, I suppose I could do it, but asking me to is super mean!", disappointment obvious in her tone.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Shrugging slightly but with a smile, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "Yeah that’s fine. Being a waitress wouldn’t be too bad. It’s mostly flirting anyway, that’s how you get the big tips … and also the big tips. Ooh, this could be fun, you should come visit too, you could pay my tip in favours anyday", the flirty note to her voice giving you the impression that she’s okay with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Shrugging slightly but with a smile, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "Yeah that’s fine. Sex is hot and funny. I’ll get to work up my numbers, become an awesome slutty sex-bot, what’s not to love. Maybe you’ll even come by and buy me for an hour, think of the kinky fun we could have together", the flirty note to her voice giving you the impression that she’s okay with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>> Giggling girlishly, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "You think I should work as a Dominatrix? Ooo, now that is sexy! Bet you came up with that idea whilst having all sorts of naughty thoughts about me. Did I have a whip, or was I spanking you barehanded whilst calling you all kinds of mean names! This’ll be so much fun, tormenting people was the best part of my old job too", Alice clearly overjoyed by your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>> Grumbling slightly and squinting at you grumpily, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "You want me to go and clean someone else’s place> That’s even worse than cleaning your gross dirty stuff … at least I like you. Hmph! Totally not fair, even if I would get a sexy outfit. But … I’ll do it, for you, even if asking me to is super mean!", disappointment obvious in her tone.<</if>> Nodding along to her answer, you press, "Does that mean you’re okay with it then?", giving her a pause to think things over some more. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Grinning smugly, Alice announces gleefully, "Of course, it shows you understand how amazing and important I am", confirming that not only does she seem to have no problem with your choice, but also that it has sufficiently stroked her ego.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>> Rolling her eyes, Alice mutters a quick, "Fine, sure", that feels anything but enthusiastic, though it sounds like she’ll still do it.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Smiling happily, Alice gives you a thumbs-up, "Sure", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Smiling happily, Alice gives you a thumbs-up, "Sure", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Grinning smugly, Alice announces gleefully, "Of course, it shows you understand how amazing and important I am", confirming that not only does she seem to have no problem with your choice, but also that it has sufficiently stroked her ego.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Rolling her eyes, Alice mutters a quick, "Fine, sure", that feels anything but enthusiastic, though it sounds like she’ll still do it.<</if>> Content that the situation is sorted, at least for the moment, you figure there’s nothing else to say on the topic. As such, you slowly [[steer the conversation over to more general topics|Room Alice Tasks Main]].

Making your mind up on what chore would be most helpful to you, you inform your roommate Jess, "So, I was thinking that you could <<if $holderInt == 0>>relax and hang around the apartment all day to rest up<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>clean the apartment a bit when you get the chance<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>take some shifts at one of the restaurants in the Center<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>take some shifts at one of the various brothels in the Center<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>try and get some work as a personal maid within the Center<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>get hooked up to the milking machine and get yourself milked all day<</if>>", waiting for her response. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Smiling happily, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Just relax? I’m not really sure I know how to if I’m honest, I kind of prefer to do something. Not that what you’re offering isn’t a very nice offer. It’ll certainly give me some time to study, so thank you", her tone obviously an elated one.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Smiling happily, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Cleaning the apartment? That sounds nice, to be honest I don’t really like not having something to do, makes me feel like I’m not being useful. Cleaning is actually kind of relaxing too", her tone obviously an elated one.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Smiling happily, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Working as a waitress? I like doing that, people are almost always really nice when I do. That and it feels good to be out and doing something too. That should be fine", her tone obviously an elated one.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Working in a … one of those, um … sex place? I … um, really? Okay … if that’s what you want …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Me as a … um, a personal maid? Like in one of those tiny outfits that … um, that show everything off? Well … okay … the cleaning part isn’t too bad at least …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Looking on at you with big sad eyes, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Milking? But … my boobs … milked all day … are you, um, sure? That’s … okay, I can manage that … if that’s what you want …", disappointment obvious in her tone.<</if>> Nodding along to her answer, you press, "Does that mean you’re okay with it then?", giving her a pause to think things over some more. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Smiling happily, Jess nods, "Yeah, that would be great", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Smiling happily, Jess nods, "Yeah, that would be great", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Still trying to elicit some sympathy with her sad expression, Jess slowly responds, "Yeah, I’ll be okay …", her tone making you think that she isn’t but that she doesn’t want to say so.<</if>> Content that the situation is sorted, at least for the moment, you figure there’s nothing else to say on the topic. As such, you slowly [[steer the conversation over to more general topics|Room Jess Roommate Tasks Main]].

Making your mind up on what chore would be most helpful to you, you inform your slave Jess, "So slave, I was thinking that you could <<if $holderInt == 0>>relax and hang around the apartment all day to rest up<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>clean the apartment a bit when you get the chance<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>take some shifts at one of the restaurants in the Center<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>take some shifts at one of the various brothels in the Center<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>try and get some work as a personal maid within the Center<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>get hooked up to the milking machine and get yourself milked all day<</if>>", waiting for her response. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Smiling happily, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Just relax <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? I’m not really sure I know how to if I’m honest, I kind of prefer to do something. Not that what you’re offering isn’t a very nice offer. It’ll certainly give me some time to study, so thank you", her tone obviously an elated one.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Smiling happily, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Cleaning the apartment <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? That sounds nice, to be honest I don’t really like not having something to do, makes me feel like I’m not being useful. Cleaning is actually kind of relaxing too", her tone obviously an elated one.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Smiling happily, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Working as a waitress <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? I like doing that, people are almost always really nice when I do. That and it feels good to be out and doing something too. That should be fine", her tone obviously an elated one.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Working in a … one of those, um … sex places <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? I … um, really? Okay … if that’s what you want …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Me as a … um, a personal maid <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? Like in one of those tiny outfits that … um, that show everything off? Well … okay … the cleaning part isn’t too bad at least …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Looking on at you with big sad eyes, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Milking <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? But … my boobs … milked all day … are you, um, sure? That’s … okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>, I can manage that … if that’s what you want …", disappointment obvious in her tone.<</if>> Nodding along to her answer, you press, "Does that mean you’re okay with it then?", giving her a pause to think things over some more. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Smiling happily, Jess nods, "Yeah, that would be great <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Smiling happily, Jess nods, "Yeah, that would be great <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Still trying to elicit some sympathy with her sad expression, Jess slowly responds, "Yeah, I’ll be okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …", her tone making you think that she isn’t but that she doesn’t want to say so.<</if>> Content that the situation is sorted, at least for the moment, you figure there’s nothing else to say on the topic. As such, you slowly [[steer the conversation over to more general topics|Room Jess Slave Tasks Main]].

Making up your mind, you decide that you need to own Jess. Ultimately she’s obviously unable to look after herself, so if you’re going to be taking care of her you might as well take her as your slave in the process. As such, you tell her, "I’ve been thinking things over, and I’ve decided that I’m going to take you as my slave", putting a more dominant tone to your voice. Obviously not expecting that, your petite brunette roommate appears startled, her eyes wide as she begins to plead with you, "Wait … but … I thought …", her meek nature not allowing her stand up to you, in turn proving your point. "What I understand is that I’ve saved your life, therefore I’ve proven I’m better at looking after you than you are at taking care of yourself. And, if I’m taking care of you then what I wish for is for you to be my slave. Understand that I’m not a monster, I take care of my things and you are most certainly mine now. Please me and I’ll reward you, upset me and I’ll punish you, but I’ll be fair. Now what do you say?", you explain condescendingly, establishing that without a doubt you are now in charge of her. Shocked Jess quickly says, "But … but … I thought you … that we were … friends …", her volume tailing off at the end as the words practically dissolve away. Clearing your throat you asset, "You thought we were friends … <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>. That’s how you’ll refer to me from now on, because that’s the respect I deserve for looking after you. As for the question, I do care for you, that’s why I’m taking claim of you, if I didn’t care then I wouldn’t be doing this. Now what do you say? Or, am I going to have to start this arrangement with a bit of punishment to ensure you come to terms with it more quickly", awaiting her response on the matter and raising an eyebrow in challenge to her. A sudden look of embarrassment crossing her face, her cheeks pinkening with a blush, the petite brunette bites her lip before answering, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> I understand. Just … please don’t mistreat me …", her plea momentarily making you want to reach out and hug her, though you know that at this moment that cementing your status is more important. Instead you pat her comfortingly on the head like you might a pet, telling her, "Good girl, that’s what I want to hear. And again, understand I have no plans on mistreating you. Just remember to keep me pleased and we’ll get along great", a barely noticeable heat in her cheeks that you spot hinting to you that she might be a natural submissive after all. The growling of her stomach putting a pause to the conversation as she looks increasingly embarrassed, you conclude, "That won’t do at all will it. I have a hungry slave who’s not been looking after herself. Get yourself some food then come back here. We’ll talk more about your rules and chores later", her small genuine smile at this rather coming off as rather endearing. Bowing to you, Jess responds, "Yes <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>, get food, come back to your room. I understand <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>, thank you", the girl soon scurrying off, her form soon disappearing out the door to your apartment. Taking stock of how it went, you think that your enslavement of Jess went well enough. She’s a rather submissive girl, and it’ll give you the chance to keep a close eye on her if you want. If anything you’re just thankful that she didn’t get upset or panic too much. Shrugging off the moment, and getting the impression that your decision is likely to cause a strain on your relationship with the petite brunette given her anxieties surrounding it, you <a data-passage="Room Hub">find yourself standing in your room</a>.

Making up your mind, you decide that maybe keeping Jess as a slave wasn’t the best choice after all. Despite her probably needing some level of guidance and protection, you get the feeling that possibly the safest way to help her in that would be to just keep her as a roommate. As such you begin, "Hey, so I’ve been thinking things over Jess. Maybe it’d be better for you not to be my slave any more. Instead we could just relax the relation between us a bit", watching the confused expression on your slave’s face. "But … um, <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> … I’m okay …", Jess answers awkwardly shuffling her feet. Looking on at her downcast eyes, you do still get the impression that she might think this is some kind of a trick to test her, meaning that you’re unlikely to get a fully honest response. Sighing, you pinch the bridge of your nose, "Look Jess, this is me legitimately freeing you, you are no longer a slave. No tricks, you’re free", wondering how many times you’ll have to say it before it fully sinks in for her. Raising her eyeline just slightly, she starts to say, "Oh … but, <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> … it’s okay if I stay with you … it’s safe. And, um … where would I live …", her concern palpable. Quickly responding so she doesn’t ever think matters, you once again make clear, "You can stay here as my roommate if you want, I just wouldn’t be in control of you anymore if you do. It’s alright to take all the time you need to come to terms with it, but I’m still freeing you. If anything this means we’ll be closer, as you can make your own choices and not be so anxious around me anymore. So, if you’re worried that I’m just getting rid of you then don’t", understanding finally starting to dawn on her face. "Okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> … I mean $firstName. If you’re really sure then that doesn’t sound too bad …", Jess finally answers after a pregnant pause, picking her words cautiously as she tentatively tests out the rearranged dynamic between the two of you. Nodding encouragingly, you comment back to her, "That’s good to hear Jess. So, what do you want to do next? We could maybe grab some food, or go shopping?", glad that she’s getting more used to the new situation, and wondering if you should do something special to celebrate the moment. Instead, Jess replies back, "I’m okay, think I just will take a minute to relax and let it all sink in. Thanks for being supportive, maybe this will be a nice change", giving you a small awkward goodbye wave before wandering off. Taking stock of how it went, you think that your freeing of Jess went well enough. She’s still a rather submissive girl, but with her as a roommate you still have the chance to keep an eye on her if you want. If anything you’re just thankful that she didn’t get upset or panic too much. Shrugging off the moment, and getting the impression that you’ve managed to improve your relationship with the petite brunette with your decision, you <a data-passage="Room Hub">find yourself standing in your room</a>.

Standing in front of before a collection of glass-fronted vending machines, you can clearly see that they’re full to the brim with snacks and drinks. Each one of the automated stores is clearly labelled with the, "TRC", logo representing the Center, indicating their contents are likely picked out specifically for trainee’s. Accessed through a small keypad, it thankfully seems to accept facility points. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide food options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('food') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('food') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('food') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide food options</button><div id="food" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Mystery Bites Snack Packet Mystery Bites Snack Packets are a bagged snack made from unknown ingredients. Exceptionally cheap, maybe asking too many questions isn’t a good idea. Warning: Consuming this product may cause adverse effects Price: 2 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 2>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Transform Snack][$ggp -= 2; $holderInt = 1; $transformSnackPacket += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 10>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Transform Snack][$ggp -= 10; $holderInt = 2 ; $transformSnackPacket += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 20>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Transform Snack][$ggp -= 20; $holderInt = 3; $transformSnackPacket += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Chunk Bites Snack Packet Chunk Bites Snack Packets are the most fat and sugar filled bag of snacks on the market. Cheap, yet especially fattening, this otherwise relatively normal snack is at least pretty tasty. Price: 5 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 5>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Fatty Snack][$ggp -= 5; $holderInt = 1; $fattySnackPacket += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 25>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Fatty Snack][$ggp -= 25; $holderInt = 2 ; $fattySnackPacket += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 50>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Fatty Snack][$ggp -= 50; $holderInt = 3; $fattySnackPacket += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $femMascFocus != 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Rex Snack Bar Rex Snack Bars are a candy bar fit for a king. Tasty, cheap, and not too unhealthy, these are a trainee favourite. Warning: Consuming this product may cause adverse effects Price: 10 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 10>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Masc Snack][$ggp -= 10; $holderInt = 1; $mascSnackBar += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 50>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Masc Snack][$ggp -= 50; $holderInt = 2 ; $mascSnackBar += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 100>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Masc Snack][$ggp -= 100; $holderInt = 3; $mascSnackBar += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Regina Snack Bar Regina Snack Bars are a candy bar fit for a queen. Tasty, cheap, and not too unhealthy, these are a trainee favourite. Warning: Consuming this product may cause adverse effects Price: 10 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 10>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Fem Snack][$ggp -= 10; $holderInt = 1; $femSnackBar += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 50>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Fem Snack][$ggp -= 50; $holderInt = 2 ; $femSnackBar += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 100>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Fem Snack][$ggp -= 20; $holderInt = 3; $femSnackBar += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Yummy-Bar Snack Bar Yummy-Bar Snack Bars are tasty snacks for on the go. Made from cereals and honey, this slightly gooey snack bar is a great quick snack. Price: 15 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 15>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Normal Snack][$ggp -= 15; $holderInt = 1; $normalSnackBar += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 75>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Normal Snack][$ggp -= 75; $holderInt = 2 ; $normalSnackBar += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 150>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Normal Snack][$ggp -= 150; $holderInt = 3; $normalSnackBar += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Yummy-Pack-Lite Snack Packets Yummy-Pack-Lite Snack Packets are tasty and healthy snacks for on the go. Made from rice and a less sugary honey substitute, these light and airy rice crackers are also recommended as a weight-loss supplement. Price: 25 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 25>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Low-Fat Snack][$ggp -= 25; $holderInt = 1; $lowFatSnackPacket += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 125>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Low-Fat Snack][$ggp -= 125; $holderInt = 2 ; $lowFatSnackPacket += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 250>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Low-Fat Snack][$ggp -= 250; $holderInt = 3; $lowFatSnackPacket += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $lactationPlay || $petPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Hucow Oat-Feed Bag Hucow Oat-Feed Bag’s are a healthy meal option of hucows, pony’s, and other working pet-slaves. A collection of only the best oats and grains ground up with a few secret ingredients and served in a cloth bag, Hucow Oat-Feed in renowned for its effects on improving lactation quantity and quality. Price: 50 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 50>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Hucow Oat Feed Bag][$ggp -= 50; $holderInt = 1; $hucowOatBag += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 250>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Hucow Oat Feed Bag][$ggp -= 250; $holderInt = 2 ; $hucowOatBag += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 500>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Hucow Oat Feed Bag][$ggp -= 500; $holderInt = 3; $hucowOatBag += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $cumPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">The Cum Bar The Cum Bar is the only candy bar on the market that’s filled with actual cum. A tasty premium chocolate outer layer with a <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>combination of cum and fem-cum<</if>> filling, this is the perfect treat for your local cum gourmand. Price: 400 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Cum Snack][$ggp -= 400; $holderInt = 1; $cumSnackBar += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 2000>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Cum Snack][$ggp -= 2000; $holderInt = 2 ; $cumSnackBar += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 4000>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Cum Snack][$ggp -= 4000; $holderInt = 3; $cumSnackBar += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide drinks options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('drink') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('drink') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('drink') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide drinks options</button><div id="drink" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Mystery Bottled Water Mystery Bottled Water is a bottled water brand containing unknown ingredients. Exceptionally cheap, maybe asking too many questions isn’t a good idea. Warning: Consuming this product may cause adverse effects Price: 2 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 2>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Transform Drink][$ggp -= 2; $holderInt = 1; $transformWaterBottle += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 10>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Transform Drink][$ggp -= 10; $holderInt = 2 ; $transformWaterBottle += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 20>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Transform Drink][$ggp -= 20; $holderInt = 3; $transformWaterBottle += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Chug Soda Chug Soda is a canned soda brand filled to the brim with the highest sugar to liquid ratio on the market. Cheap, yet especially fattening, this otherwise relatively normal drink is at least pretty tasty. Price: 5 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 5>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Fatty Drink][$ggp -= 5; $holderInt = 1; $sodaCan += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 25>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Fatty Drink][$ggp -= 25; $holderInt = 2 ; $sodaCan += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 50>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Fatty Drink][$ggp -= 50; $holderInt = 3; $sodaCan += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $femMascFocus != 0>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Vir Gush Bottled Sports Drink Vir Gush Bottled Sports Drink is a bottled isotopic sports drink fit for a king. Tasty, cheap, and not too unhealthy, these are a trainee favourite. Warning: Consuming this product may cause adverse effects Price: 10 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 10>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Masc Drink][$ggp -= 10; $holderInt = 1; $mascSportBottle += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 50>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Masc Drink][$ggp -= 50; $holderInt = 2 ; $mascSportBottle += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 100>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Masc Drink][$ggp -= 100; $holderInt = 3; $mascSportBottle += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Femina Gush Bottled Sports Drink Femina Gush Bottled Sports Drink is a bottled isotopic sports drink fit for a queen. Tasty, cheap, and not too unhealthy, these are a trainee favourite. Warning: Consuming this product may cause adverse effects Price: 10 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 10>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Fem Drink][$ggp -= 10; $holderInt = 1; $femSportBottle += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 50>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Fem Drink][$ggp -= 50; $holderInt = 2 ; $femSportBottle += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 100>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Fem Drink][$ggp -= 100; $holderInt = 3; $femSportBottle += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">TRC Bottled Water TRC Bottled Water is just as it sounds, a bottled natural spring water. Cold, refreshing, and with no added ingredients, there’s not much to say about water. Price: 15 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 15>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Normal Drink][$ggp -= 15; $holderInt = 1; $waterBottle += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 75>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Normal Drink][$ggp -= 75; $holderInt = 2 ; $waterBottle += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 150>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Fatty Drink][$ggp -= 150; $holderInt = 3; $waterBottle += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">TRC Sports Drink TRC Sports Drink is a standard bottled isotopic sports drink. Refreshing, and tasty, this drink is also recommended as a weight-loss supplement. Price: 25 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 25>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Low-Fat Drink][$ggp -= 25; $holderInt = 1; $normalSportBottle += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 125>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Low-Fat Drink][$ggp -= 125; $holderInt = 2 ; $normalSportBottle += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 250>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Low-Fat Drink][$ggp -= 250; $holderInt = 3; $normalSportBottle += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Lighting Bolt Energy Drink Lightning Bolt Energy Drink is one of the only canned energy drinks on the market to actually give you an energy boost. Tasty, and more than capable of keeping anyone pepped-up, this caffeinated drink is a must for those wanting to get the most out of their day. Price: 200 G.G.P Each <<if $ggp < 200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Buy 1|Dorm Vending Energy Drink][$ggp -= 200; $holderInt = 1; $energyDrinkCan += 1]] | <<if $ggp < 1000>>Buy 5<<else>>[[Buy 5|Dorm Vending Energy Drink][$ggp -= 1000; $holderInt = 2 ; $energyDrinkCan += 5]]<</if>> | <<if $ggp < 2000>>Buy 10<<else>>[[Buy 10|Dorm Vending Energy Drink][$ggp -= 2000; $holderInt = 3; $energyDrinkCan += 10]]<</if>><</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div></div> <a data-passage="Dorm Hub">Finish looking at the vending machines</a>

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a Mystery Bites Snack Packet<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five Mystery Bites Snack Packets<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten Mystery Bites Snack Packets<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>snack<<else>>snacks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a Chunk Bites Snack Packet<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five Chunk Bites Snack Packets<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten Chunk Bites Snack Packets<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>snack<<else>>snacks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a Rex Snack Bar<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five Rex Snack Bars<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten Rex Snack Bars<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>snack<<else>>snacks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a Regina Snack Bar<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five Regina Snack Bars<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten Regina Snack Bars<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>snack<<else>>snacks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a Yummy-Bar Snack Bar<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five Yummy-Bar Snack Bars<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten Yummy-Bar Snack Bars<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>snack<<else>>snacks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a Yummy-Pack-Lite Snack Packet<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five Yummy-Pack-Lite Snack Packets<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten Yummy-Pack-Lite Snack Packets<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>snack<<else>>snacks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>The Cum Bar<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five The Cum Bars<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten The Cum Bars<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>snack<<else>>snacks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a Mystery Bottled Water<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five Mystery Bottled Waters<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten Mystery Bottled Waters<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>drink<<else>>drinks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a Chug Soda<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five Chug Sodas<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten Chug Sodas<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>drink<<else>>drinks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a Vir Gush Bottled Sports Drink<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five Vir Gush Bottled Sports Drinks<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten Vir Gush Bottled Sports Drinks<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>drink<<else>>drinks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a Femina Gush Bottled Sports Drink<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five Femina Gush Bottled Sports Drinks<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten Femina Gush Bottled Sports Drinks<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>drink<<else>>drinks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a TRC Bottled Water<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five TRC Bottled Waters<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten TRC Bottled Waters<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>drink<<else>>drinks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a TRC Sports Drink<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five TRC Sports Drinks<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten TRC Sports Drinks<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>drink<<else>>drinks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a Lightning Bolt Energy Drink<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five Lighting Bolt Energy Drinks<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten Lightning Bolt Energy Drinks<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>drink<<else>>drinks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Wanting to bring up the topic of her general appearance you ask your slave Jess, "Slave. Maybe a bit random, but do you have any preferences when it comes to what you wear?", your petite brunette slave looking momentarily nervous. Waving her hands in front of herself shyly, Jess answers, "I’m good as I am, no need to change anything <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>. But … well, some outfits are really embarrassing <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> … and I don’t think I could really … I’d be too embarrassed to wear them. So, if it’s possible maybe nothing that involves … you know … too much skin …", a blush certainly starting to set into her cheeks. Do you: Normal Outfit – <<if $jessAppearance == 0>>Jess is already wearing this<<else>>[[Jess should wear this|Room Jess Slave Appearance Choice][$holderInt = 0; $jessAppearance = 0]]<</if>> Maid Outfit – <<if $jessAppearance == 1>>Jess is already wearing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Slave Appearance Choice][$holderInt = 1; $jessAppearance = 1]]<</if>> BDSM Harness – <<if $jessRelationship < 25>>Jess isn’t willing to wear this<<elseif $jessAppearance == 2>>Jess is already wearing this<<else>>[[Jess should wear this|Room Jess Slave Appearance Choice][$holderInt = 2; $jessAppearance = 2]]<</if>> Hucow Outfit – <<if $jessRelationship < 25>>Jess isn’t willing to wear this<<elseif $jessAppearance == 3>>Jess is already wearing this<<else>>[[Jess should wear this|Room Jess Slave Appearance Choice][$holderInt = 3; $jessAppearance = 3]]<</if>> [[Stop talking about her appearance|Room Jess Slave Main]]

Wanting to bring up the topic of her general appearance you ask Jess, "Hey. Maybe a bit random, but do you have any preferences when it comes to what you wear?", your petite brunette roommate looking momentarily nervous. Waving her hands in front of herself shyly, Jess answers, "I’m good as I am, no need to change anything. But … well, some outfits are really embarrassing … and I don’t think I could really … I’d be too embarrassed to wear them. So, if it’s possible maybe nothing that involves … you know … too much skin …", a blush certainly starting to set into her cheeks. Do you: Normal Outfit – <<if $jessAppearance == 0>>Jess is already wearing this<<else>>[[Jess should wear this|Room Jess Roommate Appearance Choice][$holderInt = 0; $jessAppearance = 0]]<</if>> Maid Outfit – <<if $jessAppearance == 1>>Jess is already wearing this<<else>>[[Jess should do this|Room Jess Roommate Appearance Choice][$holderInt = 1; $jessAppearance = 1]]<</if>> BDSM Harness – <<if $jessRelationship < 50>>Jess isn’t willing to wear this<<elseif $jessAppearance == 2>>Jess is already wearing this<<else>>[[Jess should wear this|Room Jess Roommate Appearance Choice][$holderInt = 2; $jessAppearance = 2]]<</if>> Hucow Outfit – <<if $jessRelationship < 50>>Jess isn’t willing to wear this<<elseif $jessAppearance == 3>>Jess is already wearing this<<else>>[[Jess should wear this|Room Jess Roommate Appearance Choice][$holderInt = 3; $jessAppearance = 3]]<</if>> [[Stop talking about her appearance|Room Jess Roommate Main]]

Making your mind up on what outfit you’d like to see her wear, you inform your roommate Jess, "So, I was thinking that you could <<if $holderInt == 0>>dress up in your normal comfortable outfit<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>get dressed up as a maid<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>put on a BDSM harness instead of a normal outfit<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>get dressed as a hucow<</if>>", waiting for her response. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Smiling happily, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Just my normal clothes? That sounds fine to me, no issues here", her tone obviously an elated one.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Dressing up as a maid? In, err … one of those, um … skimpy maid dresses? I … um, really? Okay … if that’s what you want …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Looking on at you with big sad eyes, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "A harness? But … my boobs … where people can … see them … are you, um, sure? That’s … okay, I can wear that … if that’s what you want …", disappointment obvious in her tone.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Looking on at you with big sad eyes, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "A hucow? But … like a cow … practically naked … are you, um, sure? That’s … okay, I can wear that … if that’s what you want …", disappointment obvious in her tone.<</if>> Nodding along to her answer, you press, "Does that mean you’re okay with wearing it then?", giving her a pause to think things over some more. <<if jessPregnantKnown>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessPregnantLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 0>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessMaidLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 2>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessBDSMLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 3>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessHucowLarge.png]]</div><</if>><<if $holderInt == 0>>Smiling happily, Jess nods, "Yeah, that would be great", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice. As such she quickly heads over to your wardrobe, getting to work swapping into her normal clothes, putting on her green tank top and skirt.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it. As such she quickly heads over to your wardrobe, getting to work swapping into a rather skimpy black and white French maid dress.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Still trying to elicit some sympathy with her sad expression, Jess slowly responds, "Yeah, I’ll be okay …", her tone making you think that she isn’t but that she doesn’t want to say so. As such she slowly heads over to your wardrobe, stripping nude and buckling up the black harness that shows off both her breasts and pussy prominently.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Still trying to elicit some sympathy with her sad expression, Jess slowly responds, "Yeah, I’ll be okay …", her tone making you think that she isn’t but that she doesn’t want to say so. As such she slowly heads over to your wardrobe, putting on the skimpy black and white Holstein cow pattern bikini with matching boots and gloves, finishing it off with a cowbell collar and a cow-ear headband.<</if>> Taking in her new look you glance at her, commenting, "Looks good to me", happy that she’s changed as you desired. Content that the situation is sorted, you figure there’s nothing else to say on the topic. As such, you slowly [[steer the conversation over to more general topics|Room Jess Roommate Appearance Main]].

Making your mind up on what outfit you’d like to see her wear, you inform your slave Jess, "So slave, I was thinking that you could <<if $holderInt == 0>>dress up in your normal comfortable outfit<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>get dressed up as a maid<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>put on a BDSM harness instead of a normal outfit<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>get dressed as a hucow<</if>>", waiting for her response. <<if $holderInt == 0>>Smiling happily, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Just my normal clothes <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? That sounds fine to me, no issues here", her tone obviously an elated one.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Giving you an embarrassed look, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "Dressing up as a maid <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? In, err … one of those, um … skimpy maid dresses? I … um, really? Okay … if that’s what you want …", a deep blush setting into her cheeks.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Looking on at you with big sad eyes, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "A harness <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? But … my boobs … where people can … see them … are you, um, sure? That’s … okay, I can wear that … if that’s what you want …", disappointment obvious in her tone.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Looking on at you with big sad eyes, you listen on as the petite brunette answers, "A hucow <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>? But … like a cow … practically naked … are you, um, sure? That’s … okay, I can wear that … if that’s what you want …", disappointment obvious in her tone.<</if>> Nodding along to her answer, you press, "Does that mean you’re okay with wearing it then?", giving her a pause to think things over some more. <<if jessPregnantKnown>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessPregnantLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 0>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessMaidLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 2>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessBDSMLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 3>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessHucowLarge.png]]</div><</if>><<if $holderInt == 0>>Smiling happily, Jess nods, "Yeah, that would be great <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice. As such she quickly heads over to your wardrobe, getting to work swapping into her normal clothes, putting on her green tank top and skirt.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Still clearly embarrassed, Jess mutters a quick, "Okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …", that feels like she isn’t really but doesn’t want to talk about it. As such she quickly heads over to your wardrobe, getting to work swapping into a rather skimpy black and white French maid dress.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Still trying to elicit some sympathy with her sad expression, Jess slowly responds, "Yeah, I’ll be okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …", her tone making you think that she isn’t but that she doesn’t want to say so. As such she slowly heads over to your wardrobe, stripping nude and buckling up the black harness that shows off both her breasts and pussy prominently.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Still trying to elicit some sympathy with her sad expression, Jess slowly responds, "Yeah, I’ll be okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …", her tone making you think that she isn’t but that she doesn’t want to say so. As such she slowly heads over to your wardrobe, putting on the skimpy black and white Holstein cow pattern bikini with matching boots and gloves, finishing it off with a cowbell collar and a cow-ear headband.<</if>> Taking in her new look you glance at her, commenting, "Looks good to me slave", happy that she’s changed as you desired. Content that the situation is sorted, you figure there’s nothing else to say on the topic. As such, you slowly [[steer the conversation over to more general topics|Room Jess Slave Appearance Main]].

Choosing a Mystery Bites Snack Packet, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful logo on the front. Grasping both sides of the packaging, you pull it open, hearing a slight pop as you do. Inside you can clearly see the puffed potato snacks, covered in a strange purple coloured dust coating that doesn’t look appetizing. Picking out a small potato puff which gets your fingers well and truly coated in the weird slightly tingly dust, you bring it up to your mouth, popping it in. An explosion of flavour running over your tongue, savoury and salty in all the right ways, you can understand why people buy them … though still can’t help but wonder why they’re so inexpensive. Practically melting away to nothing in your mouth, you bite into it with a satisfying crunch, swallowing it down and prepping the next bite. They are nice, though messy too. Somewhat worryingly though, you do feel a little bloated and heavier after finishing them, more so than you might expect for such a small snack bag. Worse still, despite making you feel bloated they don’t feel particularly filling either, just a snack to put you on for a bit. Then all of a sudden you start feeling warm … too warm … <<set _randomTransform = []>><<if $femMascFocus != 2>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Fem Boost")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $breastSize < 31>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Boob Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $assSize < 5>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Ass Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $thighSize < 3>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Thigh Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $hipSize < 5>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Hip Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $hairLength < 15>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Hair Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $lipSize < 4>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Lip Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $penisSize > 0 && $penis>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Penis Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $ballSize > 0 && $balls>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Ball Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $shoulderWidth > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Shoulder Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $height > 60>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Height Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Masc Boost")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $breastSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Boob Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $assSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Ass Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $thighSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Thigh Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $hipSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Hip Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $hairLength > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Hair Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $lipSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Lip Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $penisSize < 8>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Penis Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $ballSize < 6>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Ball Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $shouldeWidth < 5>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Shoulder Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $height < 78>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Height Increase")>><</if>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Hair Colour")>><<if $tail != 1>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Cat Tail")>><</if>><<if $tail != 2>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Dog Tail")>><</if>><<if $tail != 3>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Bunny Tail")>><</if>><<if $tail != 4>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Cow Tail")>><</if>><<if $tail != 5>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Fox Tail")>><</if>><<if $ears != 1>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Cat Ears")>><</if>><<if $ears != 2>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Dog Ears")>><</if>><<if $ears != 3>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Bunny Ears")>><</if>><<if $ears != 5>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Cow Ears")>><</if>><<if $ears != 6>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Fox Ears")>><</if>><<set _selectedTransform = _randomTransform.random()>><<if _selectedTransform == "Fem Boost">><<if $femininity <= 95>><<set $femininity += 5>><<else>><<set $femininity = 100>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire body, you realize that you entire form feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your features are now slightly more feminine, your form taking a <<checkFem>> appearance. Realizing that your increased femininity was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Masc Boost">><<if $femininity >= -95>><<set $femininity -= 5>><<else>><<set $femininity = -100>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire body, you realize that you entire form feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your features are now a slightly more masculine, your form taking a <<checkFem>> appearance. Realizing that your increased masculinity was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Boob Increase">><<if $breastSize <= 28>><<set $breastSize += 3>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 31>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your chest, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $breastSize == 3>>you’ve grown a pair of breasts<<else>>your breasts have grown significantly<</if>>, your breasts about an <<checkBreast>> size if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $breastSize == 3>>new breasts are<<else>>increased breast size was<</if>> likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ass Increase">><<set $assSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your rear, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your ass has grown significantly, you now having a <<checkAss>> pair of buttocks if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased ass size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Thigh Increase">><<set $thighSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your thighs, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your thighs have grown significantly, you now having a <<checkThigh>> set of thighs if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased thigh size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hip Increase">><<set $hipSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your hips, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hips have widened significantly, you now having a <<checkHip>> set of hips if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased hip size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hair Increase">><<if $hairLength <= 12>><<set $hairLength += 3>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 15>><</if>><<set $fringe = false>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<set $hairLength < 5>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hair has lengthened significantly, you now having a <<checkHair>> length hair you’d say if you had to guess. Worse still, the sudden growth has ruined your hairstyle, giving you a style that appears as a <<checkHairStyle>>. Realizing that your increased hair length was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Lip Increase">><<set $lipSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your lips, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your lips have puffed out significantly, you now having a <<checkLips>> set of lips if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased lip size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Penis Increase">><<set $penisSize += 1>><<set $penis = true>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $penisSize == 1>>you’ve grown a small penis<<else>>your penis has grown significantly in size<</if>>, you now having a <<checkPenis>> cock between your legs if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $penisSize == 1>>new penis<<else>>increased cock size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ball Increase">><<set $ballSize += 1>><<set $balls = true>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $ballSize == 1>>you’ve grown a small external ballsack<<else>>your balls have grown significantly in size<</if>>, you now having a <<checkBalls>> scrotum between your legs if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $ballSize == 1>>new ballsack<<else>>increased ballsack size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Shoulder Increase">><<set $shoulderWidth += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your shoulders, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your shoulder have broadened out significantly, you now having a <<checkShoulder>> set of shoulders if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased shoulder width was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Height Increase">><<if $height < 75>><<set $height += 3>><<else>><<set $height 78>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire form, you realize that it feels like you’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that seem to have grown somewhat taller by maybe a few inches, you now being about $height inches tall if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased height was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Boob Shrink">><<if $breastSize >= 3>><<set $breastSize -= 3>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 0>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your breasts, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $breastSize == 0>>you’re no longer supporting a pair of breasts, instead your chest is now just a flat pair of pecs<<else>>your breasts have shrunk significantly, your breasts about an <<checkBreast>> size if you had to guess <</if>>. Realizing that your <<if $breastSize == 0>>lack of breasts are<<else>>decreased breast size was<</if>> likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ass Shrink">><<set $assSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your rear, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your ass has shrunk significantly, you now having a <<checkAss>> pair of buttocks if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased ass size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Thigh Shrink">><<set $thighSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your thighs, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your thighs have shrunk significantly, you now having a <<checkThigh>> set of thighs if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased thigh size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hip Shrink">><<set $hipSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your hips, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hips have shrunk significantly, you now having a <<checkHip>> set of hips if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased hip size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hair Shrink">><<if $hairLength >= 3>><<set $hairLength -= 3>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 0>><</if>><<set $fringe = false>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<set $hairLength < 5>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hair has lengthened significantly, you now having a <<checkHair>> length hair you’d say if you had to guess. Worse still, the sudden loss has ruined your hairstyle, giving you a style that appears as a <<checkHairStyle>>. Realizing that your increased hair length was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Lip Shrink">><<set $lipSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your lips, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your lips have deflated down significantly, you now having a <<checkLips>> set of lips if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased lip size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Penis Shrink">><<set $penisSize -= 1>><<if $penisSize == 0>><<set $penis = false>><<set $vagina = true>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $penisSize >= 1>>your penis has shrunk significantly<<else>>your penis has disappeared and been replaced with a vagina<</if>>, you now having <<if $penis>>a <<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>just a pussy<</if>> between your legs if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $penisSize == 0>>newly found lack of a penis<<else>>decreased cock size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ball Shrink">><<set $ballSize -= 1>><<if $ballSize == 0>><<set $balls = false>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $ballSize == 0>>your balls have shrunk away to nothing<<else>>your balls have shrunk significantly in size<</if>>, you now having <<if $ballSize == 0>>no scrotum between your legs at all<<else>>a <<checkBalls>> scrotum between your legs if you had to guess<</if>>. Realizing that your <<if $ballSize == 0>>disappearing ballsack<<else>>decreased ballsack size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Shoulder Shrink">><<set $shoulderWidth -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your shoulders, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your shoulder have thinned out and come together significantly, you now having a <<checkShoulder>> set of shoulders if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased shoulder width was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Height Shrink">><<if $height > 63>><<set $height -= 3>><<else>><<set $height = 60>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire form, you realize that it feels like you’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that you shrunk in height by a few inches, you now being about $height inches tall if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased height was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hair Colour">>A rippling heat working its way across your shoulders, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you note that your normally $hairColour hair, is now tinged with flecks of a shining <<set _randomHair = []>><<if $hairColour != "brown">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("brown")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "blonde">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("blonde")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "red">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("red")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "green">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("green")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "blue">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("blue")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "orange">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("orange")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "pink">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("pink")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "purple">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("purple")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "white">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("white")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "rainbow-coloured">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("rainbow-coloured")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "platinum blonde">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("platinum blonde")>><</if>><<set _selectedHair = _randomHair.random()>><<if _selectedHair == "brown">><<set $hairColour = "brown">>brown<<elseif _selectedHair == "blonde">><<set $hairColour = "blonde">>blonde<<elseif _selectedHair == "red">><<set $hairColour = "red">>red<<elseif _selectedHair == "green">><<set $hairColour = "green">>green<<elseif _selectedHair == "blue">><<set $hairColour = "blue">>blue<<elseif _selectedHair == "orange">><<set $hairColour = "orange">>orange<<elseif _selectedHair == "pink">><<set $hairColour = "pink">>pink<<elseif _selectedHair == "purple">><<set $hairColour = "purple">>purple<<elseif _selectedHair == "white">><<set $hairColour = "white">>glow-in-the-dark white<<elseif _selectedHair == "rainbow-coloured">><<set $hairColour = "rainbow-coloured">>multitude of colours<<elseif _selectedHair == "platinum blonde">><<set $hairColour = "platinum blonde">>platinum blonde<</if>>. Turning your head this way and that, trying to see all around it, you watch on as your reflections hair steadily becomes more $hairColour until finally it has completely changed. Realizing that your new hair colour was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div><</if>><<elseif _selectedTransform == "Cat Tail">><<set $tail = 1>>A rippling heat working its way down your spine, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that coming from just above your rear is a long thin furry tail, you now having a cat-like tail if you had to guess. Realizing that your new tail was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Dog Tail">><<set $tail = 2>>A rippling heat working its way down your spine, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that coming from just above your rear is a medium sized fluffy tail, you now having a dog-like tail if you had to guess. Realizing that your new tail was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Bunny Tail">><<set $tail = 3>>A rippling heat working its way down your spine, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that coming from just above your rear is a short furry fluff-ball tail, you now having a bunny-like tail if you had to guess. Realizing that your new tail was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Cow Tail">><<set $tail = 4>>A rippling heat working its way down your spine, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that coming from just above your rear is a long fluff-ball tipped tail, you now having a cow-like tail if you had to guess. Realizing that your new tail was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Fox Tail">><<set $tail = 5>>A rippling heat working its way down your spine, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that coming from just above your rear is a long thick furry tail, you now having a fox-like tail if you had to guess. Realizing that your new tail was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Cat Ears">><<set $ears = 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that sprouting from atop of your head are a pair of lightly furred triangular ears, you now having cat-like ears if you had to guess. Realizing that your new ears were likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Dog Ears">><<set $ears = 2>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that sprouting from atop of your head are a pair of lightly furred droopy ears, you now having dog-like ears if you had to guess. Realizing that your new ears were likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Bunny Ears">><<set $ears = 3>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that sprouting from atop of your head are a pair of tall furry ears, you now having bunny-like ears if you had to guess. Realizing that your new ears were likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Cow Ears">><<set $ears = 5>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that sprouting from the sides of your head are a pair of lightly furred large ears, you now having cow-like ears if you had to guess. Realizing that your new ears were likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Fox Ears">><<set $ears = 6>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that sprouting from atop of your head are a pair of lightly furred triangular ears, you now having fox-like ears if you had to guess. Realizing that your new ears were likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<</if>> Placing the empty packet on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your snack now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing a Regina Snack Bar, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful packaging. Grasping both sides of the wrapper, you pull it open, peeling it back to get to the cargo within. Inside you can clearly see a chocolate bar with a slightly pink glow to it. it’s kind of visually concerning, but at the same time it smells appetizing at least, mollifying your concerns somewhat. Bringing it to your mouth you take a small bite, checking to see how it is. An explosion of flavour running over your tongue, sweet and refreshing, you can understand why people buy them … though still can’t help but wonder why they’re so inexpensive. Practically melting in your mouth, you take another satisfying bite, swallowing it down and prepping for the next. It’s great, though maybe a little messy too. Thankfully, you do not feel particularly bloated or heavy after finishing it. It’s not the most filling meal over, but it does make you feel a little more satiated at least. Then all of a sudden you start feeling warm … too warm … <<set _randomTransform = []>><<if $femMascFocus != 2>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Fem Boost")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $breastSize < 31>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Boob Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $assSize < 5>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Ass Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $thighSize < 3>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Thigh Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $hipSize < 5>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Hip Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $hairLength < 15>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Hair Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $lipSize < 4>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Lip Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $penisSize > 0 && $penis>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Penis Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $ballSize > 0 && $balls>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Ball Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $shoulderWidth > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Shoulder Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $height > 60>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Height Shrink")>><</if>><<set _selectedTransform = _randomTransform.random()>><<if _selectedTransform == "Fem Boost">><<if $femininity <= 95>><<set $femininity += 5>><<else>><<set $femininity = 100>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire body, you realize that you entire form feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your features are now slightly more feminine, your form taking a <<checkFem>> appearance. Realizing that your increased femininity was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Boob Increase">><<if $breastSize <= 28>><<set $breastSize += 3>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 31>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your chest, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $breastSize == 3>>you’ve grown a pair of breasts<<else>>your breasts have grown significantly<</if>>, your breasts about an <<checkBreast>> size if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $breastSize == 3>>new breasts are<<else>>increased breast size was<</if>> likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ass Increase">><<set $assSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your rear, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your ass has grown significantly, you now having a <<checkAss>> pair of buttocks if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased ass size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Thigh Increase">><<set $thighSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your thighs, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your thighs have grown significantly, you now having a <<checkThigh>> set of thighs if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased thigh size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hip Increase">><<set $hipSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your hips, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hips have widened significantly, you now having a <<checkHip>> set of hips if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased hip size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hair Increase">><<if $hairLength <= 12>><<set $hairLength += 3>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 15>><</if>><<set $fringe = false>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<set $hairLength < 5>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hair has lengthened significantly, you now having a <<checkHair>> length hair you’d say if you had to guess. Worse still, the sudden growth has ruined your hairstyle, giving you a style that appears as a <<checkHairStyle>>. Realizing that your increased hair length was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Lip Increase">><<set $lipSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your lips, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your lips have puffed out significantly, you now having a <<checkLips>> set of lips if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased lip size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Penis Shrink">><<set $penisSize -= 1>><<if $penisSize == 0>><<set $penis = false>><<set $vagina = true>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $penisSize >= 1>>your penis has shrunk significantly<<else>>your penis has disappeared and been replaced with a vagina<</if>>, you now having <<if $penis>>a <<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>just a pussy<</if>> between your legs if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $penisSize == 0>>newly found lack of a penis<<else>>decreased cock size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ball Shrink">><<set $ballSize -= 1>><<if $ballSize == 0>><<set $balls = false>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $ballSize == 0>>your balls have shrunk away to nothing<<else>>your balls have shrunk significantly in size<</if>>, you now having <<if $ballSize == 0>>no scrotum between your legs at all<<else>>a <<checkBalls>> scrotum between your legs if you had to guess<</if>>. Realizing that your <<if $ballSize == 0>>disappearing ballsack<<else>>decreased ballsack size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Shoulder Shrink">><<set $shoulderWidth -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your shoulders, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your shoulder have thinned out and come together significantly, you now having a <<checkShoulder>> set of shoulders if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased shoulder width was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Height Shrink">><<if $height > 63>><<set $height -= 3>><<else>><<set $height = 60>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire form, you realize that it feels like you’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that you shrunk in height by a few inches, you now being about $height inches tall if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased height was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<</if>> Placing the empty bottle on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your snack now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing a Rex Snack Bar, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful packaging. Grasping both sides of the wrapper, you pull it open, peeling it back to get to the cargo within. Inside you can clearly see a chocolate bar with a slightly blue glow to it. it’s kind of visually concerning, but at the same time it smells appetizing at least, mollifying your concerns somewhat. Bringing it to your mouth you take a small bite, checking to see how it is. An explosion of flavour running over your tongue, sweet and refreshing, you can understand why people buy them … though still can’t help but wonder why they’re so inexpensive. Practically melting in your mouth, you take another satisfying bite, swallowing it down and prepping for the next. It’s great, though maybe a little messy too. Thankfully, you do not feel particularly bloated or heavy after finishing it. It’s not the most filling meal over, but it does make you feel a little more satiated at least. Then all of a sudden you start feeling warm … too warm … <<set _randomTransform = []>><<if $femMascFocus != 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Masc Boost")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $breastSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Boob Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $assSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Ass Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $thighSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Thigh Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $hipSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Hip Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $hairLength > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Hair Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $lipSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Lip Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $penisSize < 8>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Penis Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $ballSize < 6>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Ball Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $shouldeWidth < 5>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Shoulder Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $height < 78>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Height Increase")>><</if>><<set _selectedTransform = _randomTransform.random()>><<if _selectedTransform == "Masc Boost">><<if $femininity >= -95>><<set $femininity -= 5>><<else>><<set $femininity = -100>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire body, you realize that you entire form feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your features are now a slightly more masculine, your form taking a <<checkFem>> appearance. Realizing that your increased masculinity was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Penis Increase">><<set $penisSize += 1>><<set $penis = true>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $penisSize == 1>>you’ve grown a small penis<<else>>your penis has grown significantly in size<</if>>, you now having a <<checkPenis>> cock between your legs if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $penisSize == 1>>new penis<<else>>increased cock size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ball Increase">><<set $ballSize += 1>><<set $balls = true>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $ballSize == 1>>you’ve grown a small external ballsack<<else>>your balls have grown significantly in size<</if>>, you now having a <<checkBalls>> scrotum between your legs if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $ballSize == 1>>new ballsack<<else>>increased ballsack size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Shoulder Increase">><<set $shoulderWidth += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your shoulders, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your shoulder have broadened out significantly, you now having a <<checkShoulder>> set of shoulders if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased shoulder width was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Height Increase">><<if $height < 75>><<set $height += 3>><<else>><<set $height 78>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire form, you realize that it feels like you’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that seem to have grown somewhat taller by maybe a few inches, you now being about $height inches tall if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased height was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Boob Shrink">><<if $breastSize >= 3>><<set $breastSize -= 3>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 0>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your breasts, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $breastSize == 0>>you’re no longer supporting a pair of breasts, instead your chest is now just a flat pair of pecs<<else>>your breasts have shrunk significantly, your breasts about an <<checkBreast>> size if you had to guess <</if>>. Realizing that your <<if $breastSize == 0>>lack of breasts are<<else>>decreased breast size was<</if>> likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ass Shrink">><<set $assSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your rear, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your ass has shrunk significantly, you now having a <<checkAss>> pair of buttocks if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased ass size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Thigh Shrink">><<set $thighSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your thighs, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your thighs have shrunk significantly, you now having a <<checkThigh>> set of thighs if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased thigh size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hip Shrink">><<set $hipSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your hips, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hips have shrunk significantly, you now having a <<checkHip>> set of hips if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased hip size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hair Shrink">><<if $hairLength >= 3>><<set $hairLength -= 3>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 0>><</if>><<set $fringe = false>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<set $hairLength < 5>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hair has lengthened significantly, you now having a <<checkHair>> length hair you’d say if you had to guess. Worse still, the sudden loss has ruined your hairstyle, giving you a style that appears as a <<checkHairStyle>>. Realizing that your increased hair length was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Lip Shrink">><<set $lipSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your lips, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your lips have deflated down significantly, you now having a <<checkLips>> set of lips if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased lip size was likely a side effect of the cheap snack, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<</if>> Placing the empty bottle on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your snack now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing a Chunk Bites Snack Packet, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful logo on the front. Grasping both sides of the packaging, you pull it open, hearing a slight pop as you do. Inside you can clearly see the chunky puffed potato snacks, covered in a salty orange coloured dust coating. Picking out a particularly thick potato puff which gets your fingers well and truly coated in Chunk Bite dust, you bring it up to your mouth, popping it in. An explosion of flavour running over your tongue, savoury and salty in all the right ways, you can understand why people buy them. Practically melting away to nothing in your mouth, you bite into it with a satisfying crunch, swallowing it down and prepping the next bite. They are nice, though messy too. Somewhat worryingly though, you do feel particularly bloated and heavy after finishing them, more so than you’d expect for such a small snack bag. Worse still, despite making you feel bloated they don’t feel particularly filling either, just a snack to put you on for a bit. Placing the empty packet on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your snack now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing a Yummy-Bar Snack Bar, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful packaging. Grasping both sides of the wrapper, you pull it open, peeling it back to get to the cargo within. Inside you can clearly see gooey cereal bar, the syrupy honey keeping it all together sticking to the packaging around it. Bringing it to your mouth you take a small bite, checking to see how it is. An explosion of flavour running over your tongue, sweet and refreshing, you can understand why people buy them. Practically falling apart in your mouth, you take another satisfying bite, swallowing it down and prepping for the next. It’s great, though maybe a little messy too. Thankfully, you do not feel particularly bloated or heavy after finishing it. It’s not the most filling meal over, but it does make you feel a little more satiated at least. Placing the empty wrapper on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your snack now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing a Yummy-Pack-Lite Snack Packet, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful logo on the front. Grasping both sides of the packaging, you pull it open, hearing a slight pop as you do. Inside you can clearly see the chunky rice crackers within. Picking out a particularly thick one which gets your fingers lightly coated in their sugary syrup, you bring it up to your mouth, popping it in. Enjoying the taste running over your tongue, sweet and just a little savoury, you can understand why people buy them. Practically melting away to nothing in your mouth, you bite into it with a satisfying crunch, swallowing it down and prepping the next bite. They are nice, and not too messy either. Thankfully though, you don’t feel bloated or heavy after finishing them at all. In fact, you’d say that you don’t feel any heavier at all, maybe even feeling a little healthier from eating them. It’s not the most filling meal over, but it does make you feel a little more satiated at least. Placing the empty packet on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your snack now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

<<cumMouth>>Choosing a Cum Bar, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful packaging. Grasping both sides of the wrapper, you pull it open, peeling it back to get to the cargo within. Inside you can clearly see the thick chocolate bar, its internal contents hidden from view. Bringing it to your mouth you take a small bite, checking to see how it is. The taste is amazing! An explosion of flavour running over your tongue, sweet and salty at the same time, as the cum contained within spurts out into your mouth and mixes with the high quality chocolate. Practically melting in your mouth, you take another satisfying bite, swallowing it down and prepping for the next. It’s great, though maybe a little messy too as the cum really does get everywhere. Thankfully, you do not feel particularly bloated or heavy after finishing it. It’s not the most filling meal over, but it does make you feel a little more satiated at least. Plus you can’t help but feel satisfied at having a nice load of cum in your belly, even if you suspect you now have cum-breath to go along with that. Placing the empty wrapper on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your snack now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing a Mystery Bottled Water, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful packaging featuring the Center’s logo. Grasping the bottle firmly with one hand, you twist of the lid with a satisfying pop, allowing you to access your drink. Inside you can clearly see a light coating of a strange purple coloured residue that doesn’t look appetizing, but otherwise the water looks normal. Bringing it to your mouth you take a small sip, checking to see how it is. Satisfaction running over your tongue, cool and refreshing, it seems perfectly fine … though still can’t help but wonder why they’re so inexpensive. Practically guzzling, you take another mouthful, swallowing it down and prepping for the next. It’s fine, almost even tasty for a bottle of water. Somewhat worryingly though, you do feel a little more bloated and heavier after finishing them, more so than you might expect from drinking water. Though, it does feels rather thirst quenching, providing you with a sizable fluid intake. 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With some minor shock, you notice that your features are now a slightly more masculine, your form taking a <<checkFem>> appearance. Realizing that your increased masculinity was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Boob Increase">><<if $breastSize <= 28>><<set $breastSize += 3>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 31>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your chest, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $breastSize == 3>>you’ve grown a pair of breasts<<else>>your breasts have grown significantly<</if>>, your breasts about an <<checkBreast>> size if you had to guess. 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Realizing that your increased ass size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Thigh Increase">><<set $thighSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your thighs, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your thighs have grown significantly, you now having a <<checkThigh>> set of thighs if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased thigh size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hip Increase">><<set $hipSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your hips, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hips have widened significantly, you now having a <<checkHip>> set of hips if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased hip size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hair Increase">><<if $hairLength <= 12>><<set $hairLength += 3>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 15>><</if>><<set $fringe = false>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<set $hairLength < 5>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hair has lengthened significantly, you now having a <<checkHair>> length hair you’d say if you had to guess. Worse still, the sudden growth has ruined your hairstyle, giving you a style that appears as a <<checkHairStyle>>. Realizing that your increased hair length was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Lip Increase">><<set $lipSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your lips, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your lips have puffed out significantly, you now having a <<checkLips>> set of lips if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased lip size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Penis Increase">><<set $penisSize += 1>><<set $penis = true>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $penisSize == 1>>you’ve grown a small penis<<else>>your penis has grown significantly in size<</if>>, you now having a <<checkPenis>> cock between your legs if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $penisSize == 1>>new penis<<else>>increased cock size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ball Increase">><<set $ballSize += 1>><<set $balls = true>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $ballSize == 1>>you’ve grown a small external ballsack<<else>>your balls have grown significantly in size<</if>>, you now having a <<checkBalls>> scrotum between your legs if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $ballSize == 1>>new ballsack<<else>>increased ballsack size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Shoulder Increase">><<set $shoulderWidth += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your shoulders, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your shoulder have broadened out significantly, you now having a <<checkShoulder>> set of shoulders if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased shoulder width was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Height Increase">><<if $height < 75>><<set $height += 3>><<else>><<set $height 78>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire form, you realize that it feels like you’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that seem to have grown somewhat taller by maybe a few inches, you now being about $height inches tall if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased height was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Boob Shrink">><<if $breastSize >= 3>><<set $breastSize -= 3>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 0>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your breasts, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $breastSize == 0>>you’re no longer supporting a pair of breasts, instead your chest is now just a flat pair of pecs<<else>>your breasts have shrunk significantly, your breasts about an <<checkBreast>> size if you had to guess <</if>>. Realizing that your <<if $breastSize == 0>>lack of breasts are<<else>>decreased breast size was<</if>> likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ass Shrink">><<set $assSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your rear, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your ass has shrunk significantly, you now having a <<checkAss>> pair of buttocks if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased ass size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Thigh Shrink">><<set $thighSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your thighs, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your thighs have shrunk significantly, you now having a <<checkThigh>> set of thighs if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased thigh size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hip Shrink">><<set $hipSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your hips, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hips have shrunk significantly, you now having a <<checkHip>> set of hips if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased hip size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hair Shrink">><<if $hairLength >= 3>><<set $hairLength -= 3>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 0>><</if>><<set $fringe = false>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<set $hairLength < 5>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hair has lengthened significantly, you now having a <<checkHair>> length hair you’d say if you had to guess. Worse still, the sudden loss has ruined your hairstyle, giving you a style that appears as a <<checkHairStyle>>. Realizing that your increased hair length was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Lip Shrink">><<set $lipSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your lips, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your lips have deflated down significantly, you now having a <<checkLips>> set of lips if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased lip size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Penis Shrink">><<set $penisSize -= 1>><<if $penisSize == 0>><<set $penis = false>><<set $vagina = true>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $penisSize >= 1>>your penis has shrunk significantly<<else>>your penis has disappeared and been replaced with a vagina<</if>>, you now having <<if $penis>>a <<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>just a pussy<</if>> between your legs if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $penisSize == 0>>newly found lack of a penis<<else>>decreased cock size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ball Shrink">><<set $ballSize -= 1>><<if $ballSize == 0>><<set $balls = false>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $ballSize == 0>>your balls have shrunk away to nothing<<else>>your balls have shrunk significantly in size<</if>>, you now having <<if $ballSize == 0>>no scrotum between your legs at all<<else>>a <<checkBalls>> scrotum between your legs if you had to guess<</if>>. Realizing that your <<if $ballSize == 0>>disappearing ballsack<<else>>decreased ballsack size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Shoulder Shrink">><<set $shoulderWidth -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your shoulders, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your shoulder have thinned out and come together significantly, you now having a <<checkShoulder>> set of shoulders if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased shoulder width was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Height Shrink">><<if $height > 63>><<set $height -= 3>><<else>><<set $height = 60>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire form, you realize that it feels like you’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that you shrunk in height by a few inches, you now being about $height inches tall if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased height was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hair Colour">>A rippling heat working its way across your shoulders, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you note that your normally $hairColour hair, is now tinged with flecks of a shining <<set _randomHair = []>><<if $hairColour != "brown">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("brown")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "blonde">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("blonde")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "red">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("red")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "green">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("green")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "blue">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("blue")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "orange">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("orange")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "pink">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("pink")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "purple">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("purple")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "white">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("white")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "rainbow-coloured">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("rainbow-coloured")>><</if>><<if $hairColour != "platinum blonde">><<set _randomHair = _randomHair.concatUnique("platinum blonde")>><</if>><<set _selectedHair = _randomHair.random()>><<if _selectedHair == "brown">><<set $hairColour = "brown">>brown<<elseif _selectedHair == "blonde">><<set $hairColour = "blonde">>blonde<<elseif _selectedHair == "red">><<set $hairColour = "red">>red<<elseif _selectedHair == "green">><<set $hairColour = "green">>green<<elseif _selectedHair == "blue">><<set $hairColour = "blue">>blue<<elseif _selectedHair == "orange">><<set $hairColour = "orange">>orange<<elseif _selectedHair == "pink">><<set $hairColour = "pink">>pink<<elseif _selectedHair == "purple">><<set $hairColour = "purple">>purple<<elseif _selectedHair == "white">><<set $hairColour = "white">>glow-in-the-dark white<<elseif _selectedHair == "rainbow-coloured">><<set $hairColour = "rainbow-coloured">>multitude of colours<<elseif _selectedHair == "platinum blonde">><<set $hairColour = "platinum blonde">>platinum blonde<</if>>. Turning your head this way and that, trying to see all around it, you watch on as your reflections hair steadily becomes more $hairColour until finally it has completely changed. Realizing that your new hair colour was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change. <<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div><</if>><<elseif _selectedTransform == "Cat Tail">><<set $tail = 1>>A rippling heat working its way down your spine, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that coming from just above your rear is a long thin furry tail, you now having a cat-like tail if you had to guess. Realizing that your new tail was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Dog Tail">><<set $tail = 2>>A rippling heat working its way down your spine, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that coming from just above your rear is a medium sized fluffy tail, you now having a dog-like tail if you had to guess. Realizing that your new tail was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Bunny Tail">><<set $tail = 3>>A rippling heat working its way down your spine, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that coming from just above your rear is a short furry fluff-ball tail, you now having a bunny-like tail if you had to guess. Realizing that your new tail was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Cow Tail">><<set $tail = 4>>A rippling heat working its way down your spine, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that coming from just above your rear is a long fluff-ball tipped tail, you now having a cow-like tail if you had to guess. Realizing that your new tail was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Fox Tail">><<set $tail = 5>>A rippling heat working its way down your spine, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that coming from just above your rear is a long thick furry tail, you now having a fox-like tail if you had to guess. Realizing that your new tail was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Cat Ears">><<set $ears = 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that sprouting from atop of your head are a pair of lightly furred triangular ears, you now having cat-like ears if you had to guess. Realizing that your new ears were likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Dog Ears">><<set $ears = 2>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that sprouting from atop of your head are a pair of lightly furred droopy ears, you now having dog-like ears if you had to guess. Realizing that your new ears were likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Bunny Ears">><<set $ears = 3>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that sprouting from atop of your head are a pair of tall furry ears, you now having bunny-like ears if you had to guess. Realizing that your new ears were likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Cow Ears">><<set $ears = 5>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that sprouting from the sides of your head are a pair of lightly furred large ears, you now having cow-like ears if you had to guess. Realizing that your new ears were likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Fox Ears">><<set $ears = 6>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that sprouting from atop of your head are a pair of lightly furred triangular ears, you now having fox-like ears if you had to guess. Realizing that your new ears were likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<</if>> Placing the empty bottle on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your drink now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing a Femina Gush Bottled Sports Drink, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful packaging featuring the Center’s logo. Grasping the bottle firmly with one hand, you twist of the cap and pull up the lid with a satisfying pop, allowing you to access your drink. With a slight pink glow to it, it’s kind of visually concerning, but at the same time it smells appetizing at least, mollifying your concerns somewhat. Bringing it to your mouth you take a small sip, checking to see how it is. Satisfaction running over your tongue, cool, tasty and refreshing, it seems perfectly fine … though still can’t help but wonder why they’re so inexpensive. Practically guzzling, you take another mouthful, swallowing it down and prepping for the next. It’s great, a strange sweet artificial taste clinging to your tongue even after you’ve finished. As expected, you don’t feel bloated or like you’ve put any weight on from your drink. Better yet, it feels rather thirst quenching, providing you with a sizable fluid intake. Then all of a sudden you start feeling warm … too warm … <<set _randomTransform = []>><<if $femMascFocus != 2>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Fem Boost")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $breastSize < 31>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Boob Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $assSize < 5>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Ass Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $thighSize < 3>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Thigh Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $hipSize < 5>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Hip Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $hairLength < 15>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Hair Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $lipSize < 4>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Lip Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $penisSize > 0 && $penis>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Penis Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $ballSize > 0 && $balls>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Ball Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $shoulderWidth > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Shoulder Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 2 && $height > 60>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Height Shrink")>><</if>><<set _selectedTransform = _randomTransform.random()>><<if _selectedTransform == "Fem Boost">><<if $femininity <= 95>><<set $femininity += 5>><<else>><<set $femininity = 100>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire body, you realize that you entire form feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your features are now slightly more feminine, your form taking a <<checkFem>> appearance. Realizing that your increased femininity was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Boob Increase">><<if $breastSize <= 28>><<set $breastSize += 3>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 31>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your chest, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $breastSize == 3>>you’ve grown a pair of breasts<<else>>your breasts have grown significantly<</if>>, your breasts about an <<checkBreast>> size if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $breastSize == 3>>new breasts are<<else>>increased breast size was<</if>> likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ass Increase">><<set $assSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your rear, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your ass has grown significantly, you now having a <<checkAss>> pair of buttocks if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased ass size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Thigh Increase">><<set $thighSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your thighs, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your thighs have grown significantly, you now having a <<checkThigh>> set of thighs if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased thigh size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hip Increase">><<set $hipSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your hips, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hips have widened significantly, you now having a <<checkHip>> set of hips if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased hip size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hair Increase">><<if $hairLength <= 12>><<set $hairLength += 3>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 15>><</if>><<set $fringe = false>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<set $hairLength < 5>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hair has lengthened significantly, you now having a <<checkHair>> length hair you’d say if you had to guess. Worse still, the sudden growth has ruined your hairstyle, giving you a style that appears as a <<checkHairStyle>>. Realizing that your increased hair length was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Lip Increase">><<set $lipSize += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your lips, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your lips have puffed out significantly, you now having a <<checkLips>> set of lips if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased lip size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Penis Shrink">><<set $penisSize -= 1>><<if $penisSize == 0>><<set $penis = false>><<set $vagina = true>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $penisSize >= 1>>your penis has shrunk significantly<<else>>your penis has disappeared and been replaced with a vagina<</if>>, you now having <<if $penis>>a <<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>just a pussy<</if>> between your legs if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $penisSize == 0>>newly found lack of a penis<<else>>decreased cock size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ball Shrink">><<set $ballSize -= 1>><<if $ballSize == 0>><<set $balls = false>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $ballSize == 0>>your balls have shrunk away to nothing<<else>>your balls have shrunk significantly in size<</if>>, you now having <<if $ballSize == 0>>no scrotum between your legs at all<<else>>a <<checkBalls>> scrotum between your legs if you had to guess<</if>>. Realizing that your <<if $ballSize == 0>>disappearing ballsack<<else>>decreased ballsack size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Shoulder Shrink">><<set $shoulderWidth -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your shoulders, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your shoulder have thinned out and come together significantly, you now having a <<checkShoulder>> set of shoulders if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased shoulder width was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Height Shrink">><<if $height > 63>><<set $height -= 3>><<else>><<set $height = 60>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire form, you realize that it feels like you’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that you shrunk in height by a few inches, you now being about $height inches tall if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased height was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<</if>> Placing the empty bottle on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your drink now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing a Vir Gush Bottled Sports Drink, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful packaging featuring the Center’s logo. Grasping the bottle firmly with one hand, you twist of the cap and pull up the lid with a satisfying pop, allowing you to access your drink. With a slight blue glow to it, it’s kind of visually concerning, but at the same time it smells appetizing at least, mollifying your concerns somewhat. Bringing it to your mouth you take a small sip, checking to see how it is. Satisfaction running over your tongue, cool, tasty and refreshing, it seems perfectly fine … though still can’t help but wonder why they’re so inexpensive. Practically guzzling, you take another mouthful, swallowing it down and prepping for the next. It’s great, a strange sweet artificial taste clinging to your tongue even after you’ve finished. As expected, you don’t feel bloated or like you’ve put any weight on from your drink. Better yet, it feels rather thirst quenching, providing you with a sizable fluid intake. Then all of a sudden you start feeling warm … too warm … <<set _randomTransform = []>><<if $femMascFocus != 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Masc Boost")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $breastSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Boob Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $assSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Ass Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $thighSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Thigh Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $hipSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Hip Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $hairLength > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Hair Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $lipSize > 0>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Lip Shrink")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $penisSize < 8>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Penis Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $ballSize < 6>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Ball Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $shouldeWidth < 5>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Shoulder Increase")>><</if>><<if $femMascFocus != 0 && $height < 78>><<set _randomTransform = _randomTransform.concatUnique("Height Increase")>><</if>><<set _selectedTransform = _randomTransform.random()>><<if _selectedTransform == "Masc Boost">><<if $femininity >= -95>><<set $femininity -= 5>><<else>><<set $femininity = -100>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire body, you realize that you entire form feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your features are now a slightly more masculine, your form taking a <<checkFem>> appearance. Realizing that your increased masculinity was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Penis Increase">><<set $penisSize += 1>><<set $penis = true>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $penisSize == 1>>you’ve grown a small penis<<else>>your penis has grown significantly in size<</if>>, you now having a <<checkPenis>> cock between your legs if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $penisSize == 1>>new penis<<else>>increased cock size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ball Increase">><<set $ballSize += 1>><<set $balls = true>>A rippling heat working its way across your groin, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $ballSize == 1>>you’ve grown a small external ballsack<<else>>your balls have grown significantly in size<</if>>, you now having a <<checkBalls>> scrotum between your legs if you had to guess. Realizing that your <<if $ballSize == 1>>new ballsack<<else>>increased ballsack size<</if>> was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Shoulder Increase">><<set $shoulderWidth += 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your shoulders, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your shoulder have broadened out significantly, you now having a <<checkShoulder>> set of shoulders if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased shoulder width was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Height Increase">><<if $height < 75>><<set $height += 3>><<else>><<set $height 78>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your entire form, you realize that it feels like you’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that seem to have grown somewhat taller by maybe a few inches, you now being about $height inches tall if you had to guess. Realizing that your increased height was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Boob Shrink">><<if $breastSize >= 3>><<set $breastSize -= 3>><<else>><<set $breastSize = 0>><</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your breasts, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that <<if $breastSize == 0>>you’re no longer supporting a pair of breasts, instead your chest is now just a flat pair of pecs<<else>>your breasts have shrunk significantly, your breasts about an <<checkBreast>> size if you had to guess <</if>>. Realizing that your <<if $breastSize == 0>>lack of breasts are<<else>>decreased breast size was<</if>> likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Ass Shrink">><<set $assSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your rear, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your ass has shrunk significantly, you now having a <<checkAss>> pair of buttocks if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased ass size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Thigh Shrink">><<set $thighSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your thighs, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your thighs have shrunk significantly, you now having a <<checkThigh>> set of thighs if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased thigh size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hip Shrink">><<set $hipSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your hips, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hips have shrunk significantly, you now having a <<checkHip>> set of hips if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased hip size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Hair Shrink">><<if $hairLength >= 3>><<set $hairLength -= 3>><<else>><<set $hairLength = 0>><</if>><<set $fringe = false>><<set $hairProfessionalCountDown = 0>><<if $hairLength >= 5>><<set $hairStyle = 2>><<set $hairLength < 5>><<set $hairStyle = 0>><</if>><<if !$mobileView>><div class="examineHairImage"><<print setup.hairImage()>></div> <</if>>A rippling heat working its way across your scalp, you realize that it feels like it’s vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your hair has lengthened significantly, you now having a <<checkHair>> length hair you’d say if you had to guess. Worse still, the sudden loss has ruined your hairstyle, giving you a style that appears as a <<checkHairStyle>>. Realizing that your increased hair length was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<<elseif _selectedTransform == "Lip Shrink">><<set $lipSize -= 1>>A rippling heat working its way across your lips, you realize that it feels like they’re vibrating. The flash of heat is only brief, but once it quickly dissipates you feel different. Searching for a reflective substance, glancing at your hands and what rest of you that you can see as you do, you eventually find your mirror. With some minor shock, you notice that your lips have deflated down significantly, you now having a <<checkLips>> set of lips if you had to guess. Realizing that your decreased lip size was likely a side effect of the cheap drink, you sigh and come to terms with the change.<</if>> Placing the empty bottle on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your drink now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing a Chug Soda can, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful packaging. Grasping the can firmly with one hand, you pull open the ring pull with a satisfying pop, creating a hole to access your drink. You can’t really see too much inside the shadowy can, but you can hear the bubbling fizz from within, a sugary scent crossing your senses. Bringing it to your mouth you take a small sip, checking to see how it is. An explosion of flavour running over your tongue, sweet and tasty, you can understand why people buy them. Practically guzzling, you take another mouthful, swallowing it down and prepping for the next. It’s great, though maybe a little too fizzy. Somewhat worryingly though, you do feel particularly bloated and heavy after finishing it, more so than you’d expect for such a small drinks can. Worse still, despite making you feel bloated is doesn’t feel particularly thirst quenching either, just a quick drink to put you on for a bit. Placing the empty can on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your drink now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing a TRC Bottled Water, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful packaging featuring the Center’s logo. Grasping the bottle firmly with one hand, you twist of the lid with a satisfying pop, allowing you to access your drink. There’s not much to say about water, neither in terms of visuals or scent, but you do at least conclude that it appears like normal water. Bringing it to your mouth you take a small sip, checking to see how it is. Satisfaction running over your tongue, cool and refreshing, it seems perfectly fine. Practically guzzling, you take another mouthful, swallowing it down and prepping for the next. It’s fine, if a little boring in its lack of taste. As expected, you don’t feel bloated or like you’ve put any weight on from your drink, water being rather healthy and unobjectionable. Better yet, it feels rather thirst quenching, providing you with a sizable fluid intake. Placing the empty bottle on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your drink now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing a TRC Sports Drink, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful packaging featuring the Center’s logo. Grasping the bottle firmly with one hand, you twist of the cap and pull up the lid with a satisfying pop, allowing you to access your drink. With a slight green glow to it, it’s kind of visually concerning, but at the same time it smells appetizing at least, mollifying your concerns somewhat. Bringing it to your mouth you take a small sip, checking to see how it is. Satisfaction running over your tongue, cool, tasty and refreshing, it seems perfectly fine. Practically guzzling, you take another mouthful, swallowing it down and prepping for the next. It’s great, a strange sweet artificial taste clinging to your tongue even after you’ve finished. As expected, you don’t feel bloated or like you’ve put any weight on from your drink, in fact you feel slimmer and healthier from drinking the strange sports drink. Better yet, it feels rather thirst quenching, providing you with a sizable fluid intake. Placing the empty bottle on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your drink now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

Choosing a Lightning Bolt Energy Drink can, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the colourful packaging. Grasping the can firmly with one hand, you pull open the ring pull with a satisfying pop, creating a hole to access your drink. You can’t really see too much inside the shadowy can, but you can hear the bubbling fizz from within, a ridiculously strong sugary scent crossing your senses. Bringing it to your mouth you take a small sip, checking to see how it is. Yikes … that’s amazing! An explosion of flavour running over your tongue, exceedingly sweet and tasty, you can understand why people buy them. Practically guzzling, you take another mouthful, swallowing it down and prepping for the next. It’s not until you finish the can that you notice that you’re practically vibrating where you stand, your body so brimming with energy that the sensation is kind of unnerving. Somewhat worryingly, you do feel a little bloated and heavy after finishing it, more so than you’d expect for such a small drinks can. Worse still, despite making you feel bloated is doesn’t feel particularly thirst quenching either, just a quick drink to put you on for a bit. Placing the empty can on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your drink now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

<<set $metFoxRachel = true>>Walking down one of the many familiar corridors of the facility on your way back to your dorm, nothing seems out of the ordinary. That is until a feminine voice calls out from behind you, "Hey, you. Hey, hi … I don’t know your name but … could you please stop for a moment?", the unknown voice’s tone sounding friendly yet tired. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RachelLarge.png]]</div> Turning around, you get a full look at the figure who just spoke, giving you a look at a woman you’re sure you’ve met before in passing. Noting that not only is she a woman, but she has white fox-like ears and a pair of equally bright white bushy fox tails, you still can’t put a name to her. Topping all that off with a small 5ft frame, ass-length strikingly white hair, piercing and almost glowing powder blue eyes, and a nice pair of breasts, she looks a world apart from the previous man who was dealing with the issue. Equally strange is her outfit, a rather immodest collection of thin straps, creating a look that you might best describe as a light blue bondage bikini, though you guess it could be worse as at least everything vital is covered. The mysterious fox-girl seemingly embarrassed if her downcast expression and fidgeting is anything to go by, she continues, "Look, you probably don’t remember me, but I just wanted to kind of apologize. I didn’t really look this way last time we met … briefly. They had me working on this ridiculous device, it went off, now I look like this", the nervous woman gesturing to herself to emphasize her point. Vaguely remembering a weird encounter with a blocked off corridor and a transforming scientist, you respond in confusion, "I kind of remember that, but why the apology? I was just walking past at the time", unsure if there’s something you should be worried about. Still clearly uncomfortable about the whole situation, the multi-tailed girl answers, "Sure. Look, it’s not a big deal I guess, just was worried I spooked you out with what happened. The thing went off, I ended up like this, and when you asked if I was alright I ran off in shock. Just wanted to let you know that I’m alright-ish, and that I appreciated the concern at the time", from her awkward appearance at saying all that, you can’t help but get the impression she’s not used to thanking people. Smiling, you reassure her, "That’s fine, seems a reasonable situation to freak out. Glad to hear that you’re doing okay though. What’s your name? Just kind of feels we’re doing this all backwards. Mines $firstName", the humour of being tracked down and thanked by someone you don’t even know the name of not lost on you. "Oh alright $firstName, I’m Rob … I mean Rachel. Sorry about that, old habits. When I got turned into this, my boss talked me into keeping the new form. Whatever it was they had me trying to fix, seems like they didn’t know much about it. It happens all the time, scientists die, the Center buys up tech from third-party scientists and engineers. Anyway, seems they’re curious about the transformation, so they’re unwilling to put too much effort into reversing it. Lucky me", Rachel the fox-girl responds, the sarcasm heavy in her tone as she explains her luck. Curious now, you can’t help but ask, "What are they so interested in about your transformation? Seems pretty normal for around here doesn’t it?", not trying to downplay the pretty petite white-fox style transformation but equally not understanding why such changes are such a big deal. Shrugging slightly, still obviously uncomfortable about talking about what’s happened to her, she answers, "Not entirely sure either. Part of it is probably curiosity over the device that changed me, with them wondering if it’s worth salvaging and figuring out how it ticks. But, I guess they consider the changes themselves rare too. Winter fox transformations have always been few and far between, but they also normally look less … impressive, If I was into all that I’d be over the moon at the free transformation, but honestly it’s pretty embarrassing. Then there’s the double tail, that has them excited too". Getting a better impression about the oddity of what you must have previously seen, you do have one more pressing question. Unable to hold yourself back, you ask with a barely restrained laugh, "So, I get you still being a woman and the fox features. But, what’s with the outfit if you’re so embarrassed about all of this?", your hand pointing towards her skimpy blue combination of a bikini and a bondage harness. Her face turning bright red almost immediately, the look in her eyes making you wonder if she’s about to flee again, Rachel says back to you with a nervous stutter, "Well, um … part of the change is that I’m … really warm. Guess part of the, er … winter fox change was about … you know, keeping the recipient safe in snowy … places. Great if you’re somewhere cold … but, well, it’s pretty warm here already. My, erm, choices kind of are either being a sweaty mess … or, you know, being practically naked", her tone making you think that changing the topic might be a good idea. Shrugging with a smile, you tell her, "That makes sense. Best do what you have to be comfortable. At least it sounds like you’re being well paid for all of this. Glad you’re doing okay, was nice to meet you Rachel". Shuffling about, the fox girl nods back at you, "Yeah, I guess. Was good meeting you too. If you ever find yourself bored and around the Medical wing the feel free to drop in for a visit. Who knows, maybe they can hook you up with a transformation if you’re lucky", her petite form quickly departing after an awkward short wave. Amused you make a mental note to maybe go see Rachel at some point in the Medical plaza, wondering whether she might be able to help you out. Who knows, it’s possible that you might even be able to get your own winter-fox transformations through her if you want them. Happy that your chance encounter might have made you a new contact, you continue on your path back to your room. <<include [[Travel Back End]]>>

Spotting Rachel the white haired multi-tailed fox-girl sitting off in a corner sitting area reading a clipboard, you decide to head over to talk to her. Seeing you approach too, the diminutive and scantily clad scientist gives you a slight wave, acknowledging your presence as she puts her clipboard to one side. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RachelSmall.png]]</div> Taking in Rachel’s appearance, you look over the sitting snow fox-girl with her fluffy twin white tails. Starting off with a small 5ft frame, ass-length strikingly white hair, piercing and almost glowing powder blue eyes, and a nice pair of breasts, she looks a world apart from her original appearance. Equally strange is her outfit, a rather immodest collection of thin straps, creating a look that you might best describe as a light blue bondage bikini, which could be worse as at least everything vital is covered. Though, you do also remember her mentioning that her almost nude state was due to an overheating issue she now suffers from. Waiting for you to get close the tiny scientist says, "Hey there $firstName. You just passing through and saying hi, or are you here to talk about something?", her tone friendly yet slightly gruff, which given her feminine form comes off as an amusing contrast. Do you: [[Ask Rachel about the device that transformed her|Medical Hub Ask Rachel About Device]] [[Ask Rachel about her transformations|Medical Hub Ask Rachel About Transformation][$rachelModsUnlock = true]] <<if $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Rachel right now<<else>>[[Hang out with Rachel|Medical Hub Rachel Hangout][$actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>><<if visited("Medical Hub Rachel Hangout") && $sexualPreference != 2>> <<if $chastityLevel > 0 || $diaperLocked>>Unable to have sex due to your chastity<<elseif $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to hang out with Rachel right now<<else>>[[See if Rachel is interested in sex with you|Medical Hub Rachel Mutual Oral][$actionAmountCurrent += 1; $timesPussyLicked += 1;]]<</if>><</if>> [[Finish spending time with Rachel|Medical Hub]]

<<set $roomWait = true>><<set $intendedLocation = "Room Wait End">><<addTime>><<include [[Room Wait Cum Production]]>>Deciding to stay in your room, you choose not to enter a selection into your tablet for what you plan to do. <<if $forcedTraining && $trainingCounter == 0 && $time >= 5>><<set $numberOfComplaints += 1>>Though, as you’re required to train every day and have failed to do so today, you get the feeling that your choice might be getting you into trouble.<</if>><<if $lactating && $lactationPlay>> <<include [[Room Wait Lactating]]>><</if>> <<set _cumAddictRandom = random(1,10)>> <<set _sexAddictRandom = random(1,10)>> <<set _bimboRandom = random(1,10)>><<if $cumAddiction && $cumPlay && _cumAddictRandom <= 3>><<include [[Room Wait Cum Addict]]>><<elseif $sexAddiction && _sexAddictRandom <= 3>><<include [[Room Wait Sex Addict]]>><<elseif $bimboPlay && ($bimboSkill >0 || $altMinorBimboTrait) && (_bimboRandom <= $bimboSkill || (_bimboRandom == 1 && $altMinorBimboTrait) || (_bimboRandom <= 2 && $altMediumBimboTrait) || (_bimboRandom <= 3 && $altMajorBimboTrait))>><<include [[Room Wait Bimbo]]>><<elseif ($diaperWetLevel > 0 && $diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetCountDown <= 0) || ($diaperMessLevel > 0 && $diaperMessingPlay == true && $diaperMessCountDown <= 0) || ($incontinenceCountDown <=0 && $waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true) || ($lactationLevel > $lactationCap && $lactationPlay == true && $lactating == true) || ($pregnancyPlay && $pregnant && $vagina && $impregnatable && $pregnancyCountDown <= -1)>>Nevertheless, that doesn’t mean that your wait is completely uneventful. Indeed, even in your room [[things can happen| interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation ) ]].<<else>><<addTime>><<include [[Room Wait Cum Production]]>><<set $roomWait = false>>Sitting in your room doing very little of importance nothing of note seems to happen. Instead you just waste time, glancing at your tablet and lazing around without an aim.<<if $lactating && $lactationPlay>> <<include [[Room Wait Lactating]]>><</if>> Your tablet finally notifying you that the next free period for your schedule has opened up, you momentarily stretch and yawn. You might not have managed to get anything productive done, but you do feel slightly better rested at least. Seeing that you probably should get up and do something, you <a data-passage="Room Hub">finish up your relaxing wait</a>.<</if>>

<<addTime>><<include [[Room Wait Cum Production]]>><<set $roomWait = false>>Sitting in your room doing very little of importance nothing of note seems to happen. Instead you just waste time, glancing at your tablet and lazing around without an aim.<<if $lactating && $lactationPlay>> <<include [[Room Wait Lactating]]>><</if>> Your tablet finally notifying you that the next free period for your schedule has opened up, you momentarily stretch and yawn. You might not have managed to get anything productive done, but you do feel slightly better rested at least. Seeing that you probably should get up and do something, you <a data-passage="Room Hub">finish up your relaxing wait</a>.

<<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>As you're sat waiting in your room, you suddenly start to feel a building of pressure in your bladder. Looking around nervously, you wonder if you’ll be able to make it to the dorm bathroom in time. <<if $diaperLocked>>Sadly, you remember that your diaper is locked on you, offering you no way out of this situation<<else>>Sadly, you’re not sure if you’ll make it, but there’s not much else you can do<</if>>. The sound of your stomach gurgling, and an overly full feeling start to worry you, however the pressing matter of your imminent bladder failure take priority in your mind. Desperately you try to hold your thighs together, hoping what you know is a futile hope, that maybe if can just hold on long enough that you can get to somewhere appropriate. The uncomfortable need to pee is building rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to wet yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way over to your front door, thinking that at least if it happens in the bathroom it won’t make a mess. The attempt to move, however, turns out to have been a poor decision. Your sudden steps stopping you from maintaining the pressure you needed to hold back the floodgates of your piss. Thankfully, you are wearing a diaper, otherwise you'd likely cause a big mess with your urination, leaving a large puddle on the floor. Sadly, wetting yourself even privately overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of you peeing yourself is audible, and combined with your awkward stance and look of distress, you’re just happy that your humiliation isn’t a public one. Instead you just stand there, your diaper sagging a little from the added weight of your pee. The smell of fresh urine, clings to your, leaving you unable to escape your shame. Worst of all, the feeling of wetting yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in your $currentUnderwear<<else>>pussy wet and needy in your $currentUnderwear<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dregs of piss drip out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. You start to smile, at least its’s over. Thankful that your ordeal has come to an end you take in a deep breath. That’s when the gurgling of your stomach loudly calls out, bringing your attention back to an earlier concern you dismissed. It’s not like you could have such bad luck to have two accidents at once, could you? You’re now even more thankful that you decided to wear a diaper than you were before, the idea of wetting and messing yourself without one even worse than your current situation. At least you aren’t leaving a large puddle of urine and muck on the floor, you comfort yourself. Sadly, such comforting thoughts are fleeting. Tired from your previous attempts to hold back wetting yourself, you are unable to stop the build-up of poo from flowing from you. Pooping yourself even privately once again overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of your stomach rumbling is audible once more, combined with your awkward stance and look of distress. As such you just stand there, your diaper sagging significantly from the added weight of your mess to the existing water weight of your wetting session. The smell of fresh poo clings to your, leaving you unable to escape your shame, mixing with the previous smell of piss. Worst of all, the feeling of messing yourself after already wetting yourself is greatly turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in your $currentUnderwear<<else>>pussy wet and needy in your $currentUnderwear<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dollops of poop push out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. At least there’s nothing else that can happen now. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeMessy.png]]</div> <</if>>Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. The new state of your diaper is, <<checkDiaperWet>>. After your messing accident, the diaper now <<checkDiaperMess>>. The act of wetting and messing yourself in private embarrasses you a bit, but you can't help but feel a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day, or your week, maybe even one of the most humiliating moments of your entire life.<<else>>As you're sat waiting in your room, you suddenly start to feel a building of pressure in your bladder. Looking around nervously, you wonder if you’ll be able to make it to the dorm bathroom in time. Sadly, you’re not sure if you’ll make it, but there’s not much else you can do. The sound of your stomach gurgling, and an overly full feeling start to worry you, however the pressing matter of your imminent bladder failure take priority in your mind. Desperately you try to hold your thighs together, hoping what you know is a futile hope, that maybe if you can just hold on long enough that you can get to somewhere appropriate. The uncomfortable need to pee is building rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to wet yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way over to your front door, thinking that at least if it happens in the bathroom it won’t make a mess. The attempt to move, however, turns out to have been a poor decision. Your sudden steps stopping you from maintaining the pressure you needed to hold back the floodgates of your piss. Worst of all, you aren’t even wearing a diaper as you were instructed, realising that you’ll likely cause a big mess with your urination, leaving a large puddle on the floor. Sadly, wetting yourself even privately overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of you peeing yourself is audible as it splashes against the floor creating a small puddle. Combined with your awkward stance and look of distress, you’re just happy that your humiliation isn’t a public one. Instead you just stand there, pee running down your thighs in a thick stream. <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Your $currentUnderwear soaked through with urine, damp and irritating against your skin. <</if>>The smell of fresh urine, clings to your, leaving you unable to escape your shame. Worst of all, the feeling of wetting yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in response<<else>>pussy wet and needy in response<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dregs of piss drip out of you, joining the pool at your feet, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone. The lack of your recent discomfort bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. You start to smile, at least its’s over. Thankful that your ordeal has come to an end you take in a deep breath. That’s when the gurgling of your stomach loudly calls out, bringing your attention back to an earlier concern you dismissed. It’s not like you could have such bad luck to have two accidents at once, could you? You’re even more mortified that you decided not to wear a diaper, the idea that you could have been wetting and messing yourself less messily with one, makes you feel even worse about your current situation. At least you’d not be leaving a large puddle of urine and muck on the floor, you chide yourself. Thankfully, such negative thoughts are fleeting. Tired from your previous attempts to hold back wetting yourself, you are unable to stop the build-up of poo from flowing from you. Pooping yourself even privately overwhelms you again, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of your stomach rumbling is audible once more, combined with your awkward stance and look of distress. As such you just stand there, wet mess running down your leg. <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Your $currentUnderwear not only soaked through with urine, damp and irritating against your skin, but also filled with poo, distended and stained, feel gross yet pleasantly warm against your rear. <</if>>The smell of fresh poo clings to your, leaving you unable to escape your shame, mixing with the previous smell of piss. Worst of all, the feeling of messing yourself after already wetting yourself is greatly turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in response<<else>>pussy wet and needy in response<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dollops of poop push out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. At least there’s nothing else that can happen now. As the last dollops of muck push out of you, joining the pool of refuse at your feet, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone. Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. You momentarily lament your lack of a diaper, at least if you’d worn one you wouldn’t be covered in your own mess and urine. The act of messing and wetting yourself in private embarrassed you a bit, but you couldn't help but feel at least a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day, or your week, maybe even one of the most humiliating moments of your entire life.<</if>> Your accident complete you sit back down and continue to [[wait in your room|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

<<diaperMessAccident>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>As you're sat waiting in your room, you suddenly start to feel a building of pressure in your bowels. The sound of your stomach gurgling, worrying you about what is about to happen. Looking around nervously, you wonder if you’ll be able to make it to the dorm bathroom in time. <<if $diaperLocked>>Sadly, you remember that your diaper is locked on you, offering you no way out of this situation<<else>>Sadly, you’re not sure if you’ll make it, but there’s not much else you can do<</if>>. Desperately you try to clench your ass cheeks as you stand up, hoping what you know is a futile hope, that maybe if can just hold on long enough that you can get to somewhere appropriate. The uncomfortable need to poo is building rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to poop yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way over to your front door, thinking that at least if it happens in the bathroom it won’t make a mess. The attempt to move, however, turns out to have been a poor decision. Your sudden steps stopping you from maintaining the pressure you needed to hold back the tide of your bum. Thankfully, you are wearing a diaper, otherwise you'd likely cause a big mess with your pooping, leaving a large puddle of muck on the floor. Sadly, pooping yourself even privately overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of your stomach rumbling is audible, and combined with your awkward stance and look of distress, you’re just happy that your humiliation isn’t a public one. Instead you just stand there, your diaper sagging a little from the added weight of your mess. The smell of fresh poo clings to your, leaving you unable to escape your shame. Worst of all, the feeling of messing yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in your $currentUnderwear<<else>>pussy wet and needy in your $currentUnderwear<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dollops of poop push out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeMessy.png]]</div> <</if>>Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. The new state of your diaper is, <<checkDiaperMess>>. The act of messing yourself in private embarrassed you a bit, but you couldn't help but feel at least a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day.<<else>>As you're sat waiting in your room, you suddenly start to feel a building of pressure in your bowels. The sound of your stomach gurgling, worrying you about what is about to happen. Looking around nervously, you wonder if you’ll be able to make it to the dorm bathroom in time. Sadly, you’re not sure if you’ll make it, but there’s not much else you can do. Desperately you try to clench your ass cheeks as you stand up, hoping what you know is a futile hope, that maybe if can just hold on long enough that you can get to somewhere appropriate. The uncomfortable need to poo is building rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to poop yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way over to your front door, thinking that at least if it happens in the bathroom it won’t make a mess. The attempt to move, however, turns out to have been a poor decision. Your sudden steps stopping you from maintaining the pressure you needed to hold back the tide of your bum. Worst of all, you aren’t even wearing a diaper as you were instructed, realising that you’ll likely cause a huge mess in your room, leaving a large pile of poop on the floor. Sadly, pooping yourself even privately overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of your stomach rumbling is audible as is the plopping sound as your poo slaps against the floor creating a small pile. Combined with your awkward stance and look of distress, you’re just happy that your humiliation isn’t a public one. Instead you just stand there, mess rolling down your thighs in a thick sludge. <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Your $currentUnderwear filled with poo, distended and stained, feel gross yet pleasantly warm against your rear. <</if>>The smell of fresh poo clings to you, leaving you unable to escape your shame. Worst of all, the feeling of messing yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in response<<else>>pussy wet and needy in response<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dollops of poop push out of you, joining the pile at your feet, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone. The lack of your recent discomfort bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. You momentarily lament your lack of a diaper, at least if you’d worn one you wouldn’t be covered in your own mess. The act of messing yourself in private embarrassed you a bit, but you couldn't help but feel at least a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day.<</if>> Your accident complete you sit back down and continue to [[wait in your room|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

<<diaperWetAccident>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>As you're sat waiting in your room, you suddenly start to feel a building of pressure in your bladder. Looking around nervously, you wonder if you’ll be able to make it to the dorm bathroom in time. <<if $diaperLocked>>Sadly, you remember that your diaper is locked on you, offering you no way out of this situation<<else>>Sadly, you’re not sure if you’ll make it, but there’s not much else you can do<</if>>. Desperately you try to hold your thighs together as you stand up, hoping what you know is likely a futile hope, that maybe if you can just hold on long enough that you can get to somewhere appropriate. The uncomfortable need to pee is building rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to wet yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way over to your front door, thinking that at least if it happens in the bathroom it won’t make a mess. The attempt to move, however, turns out to have been a poor decision. Your sudden steps stopping you from maintaining the pressure you needed to hold back the floodgates of your piss. Thankfully, you are wearing a diaper, otherwise you'd likely leave a large puddle on the floor. Sadly, wetting yourself still overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of you peeing yourself is audible, and combined with your awkward stance you’re just happy that your humiliation isn’t a public one. Instead you stand there, your diaper sagging a little from the added weight of your pee. The smell of fresh urine clings to you, leaving you unable to escape your shame. Worst of all, the feeling of wetting yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in your $currentUnderwear<<else>>pussy wet and needy in your $currentUnderwear<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dregs of piss drip out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the embarrassment. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeWet.png]]</div> <</if>>Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. The new state of your diaper is, <<checkDiaperWet>>. The act of wetting yourself in private embarrassed you a bit, but you couldn't help but feel at least a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day.<<else>>As you're sat waiting in your room, you suddenly start to feel a building of pressure in your bladder. Looking around nervously, you wonder if you’ll be able to make it to the dorm bathroom in time. Sadly, you’re not sure if you’ll make it, but there’s not much else you can do. Desperately you try to hold your thighs together as you stand up, hoping what you know is likely a futile hope, that maybe if you can just hold on long enough that you can get to somewhere appropriate. The uncomfortable need to pee is building rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to wet yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way over to your front door, thinking that at least if it happens in the bathroom it won’t make a mess. The attempt to move, however, turns out to have been a poor decision. Your sudden steps stopping you from maintaining the pressure you needed to hold back the floodgates of your piss. Worst of all, you aren’t even wearing a diaper as you were instructed, realising that you’ll create a huge mess in your room, leaving a large puddle on the floor. Sadly, wetting yourself even privately overwhelms you, a deep red blush spreading across your face. The sound of you peeing yourself is audible as it splashes against the floor creating a small puddle. Combined with your awkward stance and look of distress, you’re just happy your humiliation isn’t a public one. Instead pee just runs down your thighs in a thick stream. <<if $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Your $currentUnderwear soaked through with urine, damp and irritating against your skin. <</if>>The smell of fresh urine clings to you, leaving you unable to escape your shame. Worst of all, the feeling of wetting yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in response<<else>>pussy wet and needy in response<</if>>, your diaper training fresh in your mind. As the last dregs of piss drip out of you, joining the pool at your feet, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone. The lack of your recent discomfort bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. You momentarily lament your lack of a diaper, at least if you’d worn one you wouldn’t be covered in your own urine. The act of wetting yourself in private embarrassed you a bit, but you couldn't help but feel at least a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day.<</if>> Your accident complete you sit back down and continue to [[wait in your room|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

<<pissSelf>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $ggp += 50>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3 && $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetAccident >= 1>><<set $diaperWetCounter += 1>><</if>><<set $random = random(3,10)>><<set $incontinenceCountDown = $random>>As you wait sitting in your room, you start to feel a strange, yet certainly pleasant, vibration tear through your urethra. Nice though it is, you can already sense the extra pressure it’s placing on your bladder, pushing you rapidly towards an accidental although thankfully not public urination session. Looking around in panic, you try to figure out what to do next. <<if $diaperLocked>>Sadly, getting to the dorm bathroom probably wouldn’t be of much use to you, what with your diaper locked on you, offering you no way out of this situation. Your desperation to unleash the contents of your bladder meanwhile grows ever more intense as you stand up trying to figure out a solution.<<else>>Sadly, you’re not sure if you’ll manage to make it to the dorm bathroom in time. Instead, your desperation is only growing further as your need to unleash the contents of your bladder becomes ever more intense upon standing up.<</if>> Trying to delay the inevitable, you press your <<checkThigh>> thighs together, trying to take your mind off of the looming threat of peeing yourself. You wonder if maybe you really could run to the bathroom in time. Of course, the uncomfortable need to pee is building ever more rapidly and you know that soon you'll have no choice but to wet yourself. You slowly start to waddle, trying to make your way to your door, both sweating and blushing from the intensity of resisting the need to piss. The attempt to move jostles you, almost releasing the floodgates, however, miraculously you reach the door with only the faintest wet dripping sensation so far, making your <<if $vagina>>pussy slick with your urine<<else>><<checkPenis>> cock head slick with your urine<</if>>. Sadly, your luck doesn’t seem to hold up, as your realize with shock that it’s too late. It all happens within a moment. Your quick movements having knocked your need to urinate to the point of no return, the result is that you can no longer maintain what little control over your bladder that you had. With an audible hiss, your golden piss starts flooding out of you with great speed and quantity. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Thankfully, you are wearing a diaper, otherwise you'd likely create a huge mess in your apartment, leaving a large puddle on the floor. Though, even with your diaper some of the contents seem to have leaked out and down your leg.<<elseif $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>With shock, you realise that you’ve soaked your $currentUnderwear through, their sodden form clinging wetly to your <<checkSkin>> form.<<else>>With shock, you realize that you’re not wearing any underwear at all, leaving nothing to stop you making a large and incredibly noticeable mess.<</if>> Nevertheless, with the distinct noise, amber lake around your feet, and strong and noxious smell, it’d be impossible to not realize what just happened. Standing in the pool of your urine with the smell of it clinging to you, you sigh sure it’ll take a shower or two before you’ll be able to get rid of it. Worst of all though, the feeling of wetting yourself is actually turning you on, your <<if $penis>>cock rock hard in response<<else>>pussy wet and needy in response<</if>>, the vibrations in your bladder making you feel amazing. As the last dregs of piss drip out of you, the uncomfortable pressure is finally gone, bringing a weird happiness to you, despite the humiliation. Finally taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. You wet yourself alone in your apartment. Certainly not a high point in your day. "50 G.G.P. awarded to Trainee $firstName for: Serving as an Incontinence Chip test subject", intones the familiar monotone of Alice the AI from your tablet, serving as one final embarrassment. Sighing to yourself, you begin cleaning things up, not wanting to leave the urine to soak in any further, the process thankfully quiet quick. Blushing deeply, and stinking of your own piss, your accident complete you [[continue your waiting|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

<<set $lactationLevel = 0>><<set $ggp -= 100>>As you're sitting around waiting in your apartment, you start to feel a growing pressure within your chest, your nipples sore and sensitive. Rubbing your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breasts<</if>> to try and alleviate the dull ache, you wonder momentarily if the issue might be that you haven’t been milked in too long, your body too full of <<checkLactationType>> and so causing your current discomfort. Whilst that would certainly explain why, that knowledge doesn’t really help you too much. Getting up and looking for a solution to your problem, you’re shocked to find that <<if $breastSize == 0>>your <<checkNipple>> nipples have begun to quiver, almost as if they had a mind of their own <<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs have begun to jiggle despite a lack of movement on your part, almost as if they had a mind of their own<</if>>. Starting to panic a little at the odd actions of your body, you can think of no better plan of action other than to stand where you are and grasp at your nipples as if to protect them from whatever is coming. It all happens suddenly, catching you by surprise. Your <<checkNipple>> nipples engorging and erect, you feel them tingle coolly, the ache dissipating immediately as a flood of <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>> flows out of them through your fingers. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Rushing out in a great quantity, and with spectacular speed, your $currentClothing is soaked by the sudden advent of your <<checkLactationType>> tide, clinging damply to your <<checkSkin>> form<<else>>Your <<checkLactationType>> rushing out of you in great quantity, and with spectacular speed, you thankfully don’t have any clothing on to soak, instead the sudden wetness rolling across your <<checkSkin>> form<</if>>. Dripping wet, you look down mouth agape. You can hardly believe it, but the fluids just ejected by your body have formed such a huge pool at your feet. Worse still, despite how embarrassing making such a mess is, you can’t help but feel extremely aroused, your nipples feeling amazing, maybe even enough to bring you to orgasm if you had some time. Sadly, you don’t want to get in trouble for causing the sudden <<checkLactationDescription>> <<checkLactationType>> lake in your room, potentially damaging the place, so instead decide to clean it up, Your <<if $penis && $vagina>>pussy and cock<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> aching for relief the whole time, you get a towel and dab at the <<checkLactationType>> spillage, trying to soak it up. Wondering how much all of that <<checkLactationType>> would have been worth, you contemplate whether you should be going to be milked more often to avoid instances like this. Sadly, as you finish cleaning up the spill, you hear the familiar monotone chime of Alice the AI, "Trainee $firstName has been deducted 100 G.G.P, for causing a mess with their lactation spill", causing you to sigh in irritation. Blushing deeply, wet with your own <<checkLactationType>> and your accident complete, you [[continue waiting|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

Yet, as hard as you try to occupy yourself by waiting in your room it just doesn’t seem to work. With your belly rumbling and groaning, the familiar uncomfortable need to consume <<if $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>> starts to consume your thoughts. A hot sweat breaking out across your forehead, a throbbing ache accompanying it as your body acts out in withdrawal from what it craves, you try to center yourself and concentrate through it. Taking a deep breath, you attempt to relax, but with the discomfort you’re experiencing it just doesn’t seem possible. Still, you try your best, sitting quietly and hoping the hot flashes of need will pass by quickly. If anything though, by remaining still you’ve only felt worse, nothing to distract you away from the all-consuming hunger for <<if $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>>. Unable to still yourself enough to idly ignore your cravings, you instead come up with a better plan. Half deliriously deciding that taking a short walk to exhaust you might be a good idea, you <a data-passage="Cum Addiction Interrupt Main">exit your room and begin to wander about</a>.

Yet, as hard as you try to occupy yourself by waiting in your room it just doesn’t seem to work. With your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy both<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> feeling hot and throbbing, the familiar overbearing sexual desire begins to consume your thoughts. A hot sweat breaking out across your forehead, the sexual ache building as your body acts out in withdrawal from what it craves, you try to center yourself and concentrate through it. Taking a deep breath, you attempt to relax, but with the squirming discomfort you’re experiencing it just doesn’t seem possible. Still, you try your best, sitting quietly and hoping the hot flashes of need will pass by quickly. If anything though, by remaining still you’ve only felt worse, nothing to distract you away from the all-consuming lust that has built within you. Unable to still yourself enough to idly ignore your cravings, you instead come up with a better plan. Half deliriously deciding that taking a short walk to exhaust you might be a good idea, you <a data-passage="Sex Addiction Interrupt Main">exit your room and begin to wander about</a>.

However, try as you might to remain waiting in your room you just don’t seem able to. Within you a hazy confusion slowly starts to rise, like a pink mist on your mind, calling to you that you shouldn’t be cooped up being boring but should instead be out partying and shopping. At first it’s easy to resist, but as the minutes tick by the siren call to have some fun builds up within you tempting you away from your planned relaxation. Trying to preoccupy your mind you glance magazines, hum music, and scroll through your tablet for any interesting news you can find. Still, despite your best efforts on the edge of your senses you’re certain you can hear a feminine voice whisper, "This doesn’t feel fun at all! You should at least go for a walk, then maybe you’d have a better time and not be so bored". Shrugging to yourself, increasingly finding the idea of taking a short walk to pass some time to be a good idea, you <a data-passage="Bimbo Interrupt Main">exit your room and begin to wander about</a>.

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<orgasm>>Wondering if she’d be up for some vagina-on-vagina sex, you ask Felicity casually, "Hey. So, a bit out of the blue but maybe we could spend some private time together? We could explore and play a little. Girls know the best way to treat a girl right?", your tone flirty and light as you enquire about it. Biting her lip in a combination of flirty behaviour and to stifle a laugh, the sensual redhead responds, "That’s a pretty cheesy line you know … and I liked it. If we’re doing this, you’re coming with me though. My place is way more comfortable and I wouldn’t want anyone to interrupt the fun. Not that some quick oral in the toilets wouldn’t be hot too", Felicity taking your hand to lead you way<<if $felicityTail>>, her bushy fox tail brushing against you playfully<</if>>. Led back through the facility at a relatively brisk pace with your partner giving you bedroom eyes along the way, you soon find yourself within one of the residential sections of the complex, though this one seems rather upmarket. Complete with a central indoor plaza which with fountain, flowerbeds and one surprisingly large tree that stretches up at least two stories tall and clearly reaches the second balcony, Felicity brings you to a door which opens upon her presence. "I’m not really fully moved in yet … and it’s kind of untidy because I haven’t had the time … but make yourself at home", the now obviously horny programmer comments, dragging you through her deep red heavily curtained sex den of a living room and upstairs without another moments thought. Soon finding yourself in a spacious bedroom the center of which is dominated by a large king-sized bed, one of the first things you notice again is that Felicity has the walls covered with silken red drapes that give the room and opulent and highly carnal feel to it. Not wasting any time, the lusty <<if $felicityEars && $felicityTail>>fox-girl<<else>>redhead<</if>> shirks off her sleeveless navy dress, revealing that she’s not wearing anything underneath it. <<if $felicityPheromones>>Further, now that she’s naked her delicious scent wafts across your nose, causing you to practically drool from the hit of pheromones that collide with you.<</if>> <<if $felicityEars && $felicityTail>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/FelicityNudeFox.jpg]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/FelicityNudeNormal.jpg]]</div><</if>> Crawling up onto her covers slowly and sensually, she wiggles her <<if $felicityAssSize == 0>>cute flat rear<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 1>>cute bubble butt<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 2>>bouncingly big butt<<elseif $felicityAssSize == 3>>massive jiggly highly-sexy ass<</if>> in your direction temptingly, leisurely turning around. Now on her hands and her knees, your partner begins beckoning to you with a curled finger, her <<if $felicityBreastSize == 0>>on the smaller end of a B-Cup<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 1>>decently sized C-Cups that catch more attention<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 2>>rocking DD-Cups that catch more attention<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 3>>awesome F-Cups that pull all the attention to them<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 4>>awesome H-Cups that jiggle as she walks and pull all the attention to them<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 5>>humongous beach balls that jiggle constantly unavoidably attracting your attention<</if>> breasts fully on show. With a breathy giggle, she calls over to you, "You can join me you know <<if $pronoun == 1>>you naughty girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>stud<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>hot stuff<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>you naughty girl<<else>>stud<</if>>. It’s a lot less fun if you only watch". Realizing that you’ve just been stood still watching her sexy display, you begin approaching the bed, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as you go<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentClothing as you go<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentUnderwear as you go<<else>>already nude and ready<</if>>. With a grin responding, "Then I’ll have to get closer", taking the opportunity to clamber up onto the bed. Leaning forward, Felicity now kneeling up facing you, you leaning forward for a tender yet passionate kiss. Your tongues intertwining, you can’t help but run your hand down her smooth <<if $felicityThighSize == 0>>slender thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 1>>noticeable thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 2>>hot thick thighs<<elseif $felicityThighSize == 3>>inflated inherently sexual thighs<</if>>. Catching her breath, Felicity flirtyly bemoans, "That’s so not fair. Pouncing on me like that and taking your turn first! I’ll have to play dirty now". Winking, she doesn’t give you a second to think, instead swooping forward to steal a breath-taking kiss back from you this time, your tongues caressing each other. Though Felicity isn’t willing to stop at that, instead taking the opportunity to slip both her hands behind you to grasp your <<checkAss>> rear and give it a quick surprise squeeze. Disentangling your mouths with a wet noise that makes your cheeks feel warm with a combination of desire and embarrassment, the cheeky <<if $felicityEars && $felicityTail>>fox-girl<<else>>redhead<</if>> gives your bum one last playful squeeze before letting go. Leaning in and nibbling on your ear, the sensation surprisingly intoxicating, she whispers, "Guess that evens things up, and makes it your turn", her voice heavy with lust. Knowing a challenge when you see one, even if it’s a playful one, you respond, "Well if that’s what you want, I guess I’ll have to figure something just as naughty to match it", ideas running through your mind. Placing your hands on Felicity’s <<if $felicityBreastSize == 0>>B-Cup<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 1>>C-Cup<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 2>>DD-Cup<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 3>>F-Cup<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 4>>H-Cup<<elseif $felicityBreastSize == 5>>beach ball sized<</if>> breasts, giving them a subtle rub as you feel their soft heft. Your partner letting out a soft moan, obviously enjoying herself, you lean in and start placing small kisses up her neck, the surprise sensation causing moaning to turn into a squeal instead. Amused, you finally reach her ear, whispering back with a grin, "How was that?". Rapidly coming back to her senses, though not without lust-laden bedroom eyes, the <<if $felicityEars && $felicityTail>>fox-girl<<else>>redhead<</if>> bites her lip, "Maybe we can call it a tie then. That way we can skip all this mean teasing and get right to the best part", her highly sexual suggestion placing you both into an increasingly worked up state. Not wanting to wait another moment, you nod, watching as your partner springs to action. Launching herself at your into another deep kiss, arms wrapped around your waist and head to pull you in, you luxuriate in the feeling of your tongues passionately entwining. Meanwhile, whilst you can’t see exactly what she’s doing as you’re pressed face to face, you feel the soft brush of her thighs as she begins slipping one of her legs between yours making you further entangled. Noticing something wet brush against your puffy mound, with a happy shock you realize that Felicity has pressed her pussy up against your own, her desire manifesting in her slit being decidedly wet. Moaning into each other’s mouths, not wanting to break your make-out session up, you sense a jolt of pleasure suddenly run up your spine. It seems that the horny <<if $felicityEars && $felicityTail>>fox-girl<<else>>redhead<</if>> you’re sharing a bed with has started rocking back and forth, your mounds, and more importantly your pleasure buttons, rubbing together in a way that’s causing you sexual delight. Continuing on like that, your hands now roving the soft, warm curves of your partner as you explore her passionately too, you begin your own gyrations increasing the friction of your mutual rubbing. It feels amazing, sensual and hot, your rhythmic grinding surprisingly effective. So lost in your actions, the pair of you eventually end up collapsing onto the bed together, neither stopping or noticing as you do. "SLAP, SLAP, SLAP!", your sopping wet cunts collide with one another, your joint pelvic thrusting becoming increasingly frantic and sexually-charged. A gush of fem-squirt spraying against your crotch, Felicity begins to writhe uncontrollably against you, her tongue-heavy kissing going into overdrive. Realizing with delight through your lust that she’s cumming, your own orgasm also triggers, your cunt spasming wildly. The sensation is amazing, your joint orgasmic convulsions making you feel like you’re almost merging together into a mass of pleasure. Collapsing onto your backs side by side, you hear with some amusement as your red-headed partner comment, "That was pretty great … we should do it … again …", too worn out to say anything else. Rolling over slightly to cuddle her as you both take a moment to recuperate you make some small talk, having a joke about how good the sex you just had together was. Felicity in particular explains that she normally prefers things to be hot and heavy, but something a little more sensual is also nice. Still you can’t stay like that forever, as comfortable as it is, so eventually you both collect your things and get ready, Felicity giving you a rather tender kiss on the lips before you both [[leave back to the Recreational Plaza|Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity]].

As you’re grabbing yourself a cookie, you notice due to her audible cough that standing next to you is the rabbit ear topped blonde girl Daisy, wearing her cute frilly pink dress. However, more surprisingly she seems to be with Aurora the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>black furred cat-girl<<else>>black haired tomboy<</if>>, wearing her usual purple t-shirt and diaper combo. Smiling warmly, Daisy asks in a polite tone, "Hello $firstName. Can we join you for tea?", Aurora offering you a quiet nod as her way of greeting you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DaisyLarge.png]]</div> Seeing no issue with that, you politely respond, "Hi you two. Didn’t expect to see you both together, but feel free to pull up a seat", curious now over what the two are doing together, especially with Katie not in sight. <<if $nonHumanPlay>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraFurryLarge.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraHumanLarge.png]]</div><</if>> Pulling up a seat and pouring herself a cup of tea, Aurora answers as if reading your thoughts, "We’re just catching up and this is a good spot for a rest. Katie is busy. She was complaining to Papa Glover about proper castle design last time I saw her", the explanation for Katie’s absence bringing a deep sigh out of her usual companions mouth. Meanwhile, Daisy has taken her time to sit more delicately, making sure not to ruffle her dress in the process. Looking up, she adds in a long suffering tone, "Well she is avidly enthralled by living history and historical re-enactment. She gets rather over enthusiastic when she thinks things aren’t being done properly, but she means well. I’m sure Papa Glover will find a good way to distract her from the topic", the blonde bunny-girl refilling your cup before daintily pouring her own. Nodding and answering, "That makes sense", adding a quick, "Thanks", to Daisy regarding the refill, you almost break out laughing at what you see. Indeed, somehow Aurora has a plate with a couple of slices of pizza in front of her, a far different offering than the tea party’s assembled cookies, tiny sandwiches and cakes. Taking a bite of the cheesy treat, a long strand of it stretching off, it just stands out so much as the tomboy eats pizza at a tea party. "How have you been doing lately Aurora", Daisy enquires, seemingly wanting to start up some causal chit chat. Finishing her mouthful, Aurora grins happily, "Busy, but good. Business has been decent, and I’ve bought some new board games and films, you and Katie should come over some time", turning to you to add, "You should come too $firstName, we could have a sleepover together", capping off her response with a sip of her tea before returning to her pizza. Smiling and taking herself a small fondant cake, the blonde Lolita fashion enthusiast responds enthusiastically, "That sounds wonderful. You’re often hard to keep in one place for any length of time, it would be great to spend some more time getting to know you better. That, and I can’t turn down a good slumber party. I’d love for you to let me paint your nails though, if you do I’ll agree to watching whatever movie you’d like and convince Katie not to complain too much too". Laughing quietly, Aurora shakes off the last part of the offer, "Hanging out would be great, but I don’t think you’re going to convince me on the girly-stuff front. Pretty sure we both like animated films anyway, so convincing you to watch one without shouldn’t be so tough", the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>black furred girl<<else>>black haired girl<</if>> apparently rather confident on the matter. Yet with an unusually predatory grin, Daisy merely muses back, "You say that now Aurora. However, seems like I convinced you to join me for a girly tea party already … who knows what I’ll manage at a sleepover …", her casual comment bookended by a sip of tea and a decidedly embarrassed expression crossing Aurora’s features. What follows is a brief conversation between the three of you, as Aurora and Daisy catch up with each other, all the while trying to keep you a part of it. Despite being quite different in their styles and outlooks, the two relatively quiet and reserved girls seem to get along well, discussing their enjoyment of music and popular animated movies. Surprisingly Daisy does occasionally tease Aurora, mainly on her being more feminine than she thinks, though Aurora takes it in slightly embarrassed good humour, responding that she supposes it’s not the end of the world for her to enjoy girly things once in a while. <<include [[ABDL Job Tea Party End]]>>

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"Cumdump">><<set $secondName = "Cumdump">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Fuck-Toy">><<set $secondName = "Fuck-Toy">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Slave">><<set $secondName = "Slave">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Rape-Meat">><<set $secondName = "Rape-Meat">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Meat-Toilet">><<set $secondName = "Meat-Toilet">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Sex-Toy">><<set $secondName = "Sex-Toy">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Fuck-Doll">><<set $secondName = "Fuck-Doll">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Cunt">><<set $secondName = "Cunt">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Sloppy-Cunt">><<set $secondName = "Sloppy-Cunt">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Ass-Whore">><<set $secondName = "Ass-Whore">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Cock-Licker">><<set $secondName = "Cock-Licker">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Drippy-Cunt">><<set $secondName = "Drippy-Cunt">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Free-Use">><<set $secondName = "Free-Use">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Boot-Licker">><<set $secondName = "Boot-Licker">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Trash-Whore">><<set $secondName = "Trash-Whore">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Rape-Slave">><<set $secondName = "Rape-Slave">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Ass-Licker">><<set $secondName = "Ass-Licker">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Bitch">><<set $secondName = "Bitch">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Dumb-Slut">><<set $secondName = "Dumb-Slut">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Nympho">><<set $secondName = "Nympho">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Slut-Doll">><<set $secondName = "Slut-Doll">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Pussy-Licker">><<set $secondName = "Pussy-Licker">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Garbage-Slut">><<set $secondName = "Garbage-Slut">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Bitch-Meat">><<set $secondName = "Bitch-Meat">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Cock-Slave">><<set $secondName = "Cock-Slave">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Cunt-Slave">><<set $secondName = "Cunt-Slave">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Dick-Washer">><<set $secondName = "Dick-Washer">><</if>><<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Deciding that you want to participate in the re-naming experiment, you let Alice know, "Can I take part in the study where you change my name?", the pigtailed AI avatar grinning from ear to ear at what you’ve just said. "I can do that for you right away, that will just take a moment buddy. Bing-Boop! I’ve just put the 1000 G.G.P into your account, so now it’s official, no takesies backsies. It’s one of the smaller reward experiments that you can join up for, that’s because whilst it’s funny to give someone a dumb new name it doesn’t really change much for them. It’ll probably be a pretty good laugh seeing what name gets randomly picked for you though, so I can’t complain!", Alice giggles back at you as she raises a finger to the corner of her mouth in pretend deep-thought. Now getting slightly worried after seeing the gleam of mischief in her digital eyes, you enquire, "Okay … what do we do now?", waiting patiently for your AI correspondent to respond. Chortling with glee, "Heh, heh, heh!", as she steeples her fingers together like a cheesy film villain, your eyes are locked firmly on Alice as a sudden headache breaks your attention. Rubbing your forehead to sooth the ache as you stand in a state of bewilderment, the AI just keeps laughing. Eventually calming herself down, pulling a clipboard from behind her back out of thin air, she explains, "I have now subjected you to a series of massively hard to detect sound waves which have put hypnotic triggers into your brain to make you accept a new name. But what name have you been given … drumroll please", an actual drumroll sound beginning to play as she turns around the clipboard to show you the name, "$firstName $secondName", in block print. Somewhat amused, you think to yourself the $firstName $secondName isn’t your name, your real name is $firstName $secondName. Realization suddenly striking you that you just repeated the new name, you try to think back to what your old name was, attempting to say it but only the words, "$firstName $secondName", come out. It’s disconcerting how easy it was for her to do that to you, especially as you’re unable to even properly formulate thoughts of your old name! Feeling slightly uncomfortable and unnerved by the sudden inability to say your old name that has taken over you, you wearily query Alice, "Does that mean we’re done now?", kind of annoyed by her surprise hypnotism of you with the treatment and its consequences. Sticking her tongue out at you cheekily, obviously in high spirits, she responds, "Haha! $firstName $secondName, what a dumb name is that! ", continuing after a few seconds to compose herself, "Yes…eeees! Now that you’ve got the new name stuck in your head we’re done. It’s possible to undo it, but that wouldn’t be too fun, so you should keep it. Though, if you want to pick a new random name I might let you … for a price. That way I’d get even more chances to laugh at the stupid names it picks out for you. Not that I don’t like the current dumb name! Yay!", the pink haired avatar dancing around in circles as she celebrates. Watching on at her strange reaction you stand there flabbergasted for a few minutes, still getting no further response from her. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s no further conversation to have on the topic with her, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<<else>>Deciding that you want to participate in the re-naming experiment, you select the, "Participate In Forced Renaming Experiment", button, patiently waiting for the Alice to give a response to your selection. "Thank you for signing up to participate in the Forced Renaming Experiment. Your selection of this option serves as a legally binding contract and as such cannot be terminated without considerable penalty. As a participation reward you have been credited 1000 G.G.P to your account as recompense for any difficulties inflicted by the course of this experiment. Participants in this study will receive a hypnosis treatment which will ensure they maintain usage of their newly assigned name. The purpose of this study is to explore the effect of renaming on the recipients general life happiness, and requires no further participation functions others than continuing with your normal busines", Alice intones in her usual monotone vocal pattern, extensively explaining the experiment in minute technical detail. Unsure what to make of the jargon that she is now covering, you enquire, "Okay … do I need to go somewhere else now?", hoping that she doesn’t have anything else to explain to you about the study. A sudden headache breaking your attention, you rub your forehead to sooth the ache as the AI explains, "Inaudible audio signals have now been played to you which should induce the desired renaming process. Please stand by for the intended results to present themselves. You may feel a minor headache as this takes effect, this is normal and not to be concerned about". Somewhat amused, you think to yourself the $firstName $secondName isn’t your name, your real name is $firstName $secondName. Realization suddenly striking you that you just repeated the new name, you try to think back to what your old name was, attempting to say it but only the words, "$firstName $secondName", come out. It’s disconcerting how easy it was for her to do that to you, especially as you’re unable to even properly formulate thoughts of your old name! Feeling slightly uncomfortable and unnerved by the sudden inability to say your old name that has taken over you, you wearily query Alice, "Does that mean we’re done now?", kind of annoyed by her surprise hypnotism of you with the treatment and its consequences. Answering almost immediately Alice explains, "As I have now detected your brain waves have corrected to accept the new name there are no further activities I need to conduct in this interaction. Your participation is greatly appreciated and should hopefully contribute significantly to scientific progress on the topic. As highlighted previously if you wish to exit the study before the natural termination of the experimentation period you will need to pay fee for a counter-hypnosis session and the ability to legally rename yourself. We also do offer the option to select a new random name through your room tablet for a smaller fee if you are interested. Once more we thank you for your interest. Have a good day". You do kind of have a few more questions, but overall, the AI just remains silent seemingly not wanting to continue the conversation. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s nothing further to be gained from talking to about the topic, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<</if>> With your participation in the experiment now complete you [[return to browsing the list of experiments currently looking for participants|Experimentation Lab Experiments]].

<<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Tired of dealing with your enforced new name, you let Alice know, "I want to pay off my fine so I change my name again. Can you handle that?", the vibrant haired AI sticking out her bottom lip in and over the top sulking pout. "No", she responds punctuated with a loud indignant, "Hmph!", sound, turning her head to one side so she’s purposely not looking at you anymore. Rolling your eyes slightly and sighing, you press the pouty AI, "Come on, I have the money that it says I need. What’s the issue?". Letting out another purposeful, "Hmph!", still not glancing your way she says to the chalkboard grumpily, "S’pose I can. It’s kind of boring, but at least I don’t have to really do anything. Having a dumb name that you don’t want is at least a little funny. But … I guess I can sort out processing your fine payment if you really want me to. Can’t deal with the name changing part of it though, you’ll have to go check your in-room tablet for that form". "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you ask her, surprised by how cooperative she’s actually been. Turning back to you, shrugging slightly, Alice responds, "Yeah, yeah, all done. Your fine for terminating the disallowance on you changing your name is all paid up. Boring of you to be sure, but I suppose you could get a new name forced on you, so maybe you’ll still keep me entertained. If you really want to change your name then you’ll need to go into your trainee tablet’s options menu and pay for the name changing form … I guess", putting an end to the conversation.<<else>>Tired of dealing with your enforced new name, you casually press the, "Pay Forced Renaming Experiment Removal Fee", option, waiting for Alice to respond. In her usual monotone voice, the AI informs you, "Selection confirmed. You have selected the option to pay off your Forced Renaming Experiment Removal fee. We are sorry that you were not happy with the state of your replacement name, and hope that you may reconsider this stance in the future. Thank you for your participation in the Forced Renaming experiment, your fee for early removal from the program has now been processed", her spiel about the product continuing for some time. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you ask her back, the solution to your problem seeming too simple. After a brief pause, Alice finally comments, "The transaction has been concluded. Whilst your fee has been processed, we are currently unable to restore your previous name from this location. If you wish to alter your name then you should access the form within the options page of your trainee tablet. Thank you for your patronage, and please consider us again for your future scientific countermeasure needs", seemingly putting an end to the subject.<</if>> With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing the experimental countermeasure options menu|Experimentation Lab Reverse Experiment]].

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_selectedSecondName == "Boot-Licker">><<set $secondName = "Boot-Licker">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Trash-Whore">><<set $secondName = "Trash-Whore">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Rape-Slave">><<set $secondName = "Rape-Slave">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Ass-Licker">><<set $secondName = "Ass-Licker">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Bitch">><<set $secondName = "Bitch">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Dumb-Slut">><<set $secondName = "Dumb-Slut">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Nympho">><<set $secondName = "Nympho">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Slut-Doll">><<set $secondName = "Slut-Doll">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Pussy-Licker">><<set $secondName = "Pussy-Licker">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Garbage-Slut">><<set $secondName = "Garbage-Slut">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Bitch-Meat">><<set $secondName = "Bitch-Meat">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Cock-Slave">><<set $secondName = "Cock-Slave">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Cunt-Slave">><<set $secondName = "Cunt-Slave">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Dick-Washer">><<set $secondName = "Dick-Washer">><</if>>For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … NAME CHANGE PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread through your head, you around trying to figure out what’s happened. Despite a wonderfully pleasant sensation that tingles throughout your body, you don’t notice any immediate change, provoking you to ask out loud, "What was that supposed to do?" Only vaguely lifting his head, his fedora angling up slightly in the process, he dismissively answers you, "Give it a moment, you’ll see", before turning his attention back to the game. Somewhat confused you try to mull over what the book announced about a name change. Weirdly for some reason you can’t help but think you name is $firstName $secondName. However, $firstName $secondName isn’t your name, your real name is $firstName $secondName. Realization suddenly striking you that you just repeated the new name, you try to think back to what your old name was, attempting to say it but only the words, "$firstName $secondName", come out. It’s disconcerting how easy it was for him to do that to you, especially as you’re unable to even properly formulate thoughts of your old name! Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make me change my name from $firstName $secondName to $firstName $secondName?", unsure what the purpose of giving you a new name could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that this name might suit you better. For reference, given the nature of the name change you will not be able to utter your old name due to a legal injunction, as such you’d need to pay that off to undo it if you so wished. Though, there are options to select a new random name in your trainee tablet’s options menu".

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"Cunt-Slave">><<elseif _selectedSecondName == "Dick-Washer">><<set $secondName = "Dick-Washer">><</if>>Selecting the option to gain a random name, you wait for a response. Only moments later the voice of Alice chimes in her familiar monotone, "Thank you for depositing the <<if $nameLock>>250<<else>>25<</if>> G.G.P handling fee", a smalling bell chiming to accompany her statement. Before you, the screen changes showing two text fields that begin to fill, and the message, "The following new name has been generated for you below". First Name : $firstName Second Name : $secondName Concluding the procedure, Alice comments, "Congratulations on your new designation … $firstName $secondName. We hope you are pleased with your newly generated name, however, if this is not the case a new name can be generated for an additional fee". Do you: <<if $nameLock>><<if $ggp < 250>>Request random name - <s>25</s> 250 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Request random name|Random Name][$ggp -= 250]] - <s>25</s> 250 G.G.P<</if>><<else>><<if $ggp < 25>>Request random name - 25 G.G.P - Can't afford<<else>>[[Request random name|Random Name][$ggp -= 25]] - 25 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> [[Accept your new name|Options]]

Pointing towards the option to be an amusement park bunny, you select your fate. With a relieved sigh, Vincent responding happily, "Excellent choice I must say! Whilst things didn’t proceed in the way I’d wished with your training, hopefully you can put a line under that and start anew. It would appear to be a less structured living arrangement, yet I would still advise it prudent to be diligent and hardworking in trying to garner both attention and praise. I’d assume things should be quite comfortable, and you might be able to convince visitors to feed you treats, so my only other suggestion is to forge friendships with the other bunny’s. Whilst this is goodbye for now, I will be making periodic visits to check-in on you, so if any funny business occurs on either side between you and your new owner, I’ll hear about it. Remember to stay on your best behaviour, and good luck". With a large yawn, sudden fatigue overtakes you, causing your eyelids to once more droop. As you start drifting off back to sleep in the pet-bed you only recently awoke in, Vincent begins unlocking your cell door, approaching you warmly. Comforted by his calming presence, warm and contented, your consciousness fades as you fall into a peaceful sleep. … Slowly awakening, the first thing you notice is that you’re lying on something soft yet unyielding, a slight prickling sensation against your bare skin. Though, despite feeling like you’re not wearing anything, you certainly don’t feel cold, warmth and a gentle breeze tickling your senses. That’s when you catch your first whiff of something delicious, the smells of popcorn, cotton candy, and all sorts of mouth-wateringly tasty foods all recognizable. Your stomach grumbling at the realization of so many wonderful treats nearby to you, you start to slowly rouse yourself. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>"Are you awake yet?", a feminine voice asks you<<else>>"Are you awake yet?", a somewhat feminine voice asks you<</if>>, startling you as you’d not sensed another presence in your drowsy state. Opening your eyes you see with wonder that you’re lying on a bed of grass in the middle of what seems like a lush green meadow, bright sunlight shining down upon you. You’d almost suspect you’d been dumped into the middle of nowhere if it wasn’t for the outline of a Ferris wheel sticking out from behind a nearby hillock. Meanwhile, a naked petite red-headed <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>girl<<else>>guy<</if>> is kneeling beside you, bright red bunny ears on <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> head and a fluffy bunny-tail butt plug sticking out <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> bum. Taking a deep breath, seemingly relieved, <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she smiles, "I’ll take that as a yes. Finally we can get this moved along, I’ve got food to get you know", a quick eyeroll finishing her statement<<else>>he smiles, "I’ll take that as a yes. Finally we can get this moved along, I’ve got food to get you know", a quick eyeroll finishing his statement<</if>>. Slightly confused, you start to sit up. "Hey, I’m $firstName. What’s going on here?", you ask patiently, wanting to get your bearings on your new location. Leaning forward so that she’s almost uncomfortably close, yet still with a goofy smile on <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her face, the bunny-girl answers, "I’m Cinna-bun, though most of the other bunny’s call be Sin for short. I drew the short straw and had to keep an eye on your until you woke up. Probably should explain everything too though so you don’t get in trouble"<<else>>his face, the bunny-boy answers, "I’m Cinna-bun, though most of the other bunny’s call be Sin for short. I drew the short straw and had to keep an eye on your until you woke up. Probably should explain everything too though so you don’t get in trouble"<</if>>, your strange new acquaintance pulling back slightly to give you more space again. <<if $sexualPrefence != 2>>"You’re now in Bunny Meadows, part of Pet-Play Safari. In case it’s not blatantly obvious you’re a new bunny. You’ve got your collar, don’t try removing it if you don’t want to get zapped, but you haven’t got your ears and tail fitted yet. We’re owned by the company, but they’re pretty hands-off. Just remember not to attack anyone, and don’t try to escape, and then you’ll be fine"<<else>>"You’re now in Bunny Meadows, part of Pet-Play Safari. In case it’s not blatantly obvious you’re a new bunny. You’ve got your collar, don’t try removing it if you don’t want to get zapped, but you haven’t got your ears and tail fitted yet. We’re owned by the company, but they’re pretty hands-off. Just remember not to attack anyone, and don’t try to escape, and then you’ll be fine"<</if>>, Sin explains, in reality leaving so many questions left to answer that your mind boggles. Wanting at least a little more information, and seeing <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>him<</if>> about to get up, you quickly ask again, "But what am I supposed to do? Where am I supposed to go? What is this place?", hoping that <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she’ll<<else>>he’ll<</if>> give you something more to go on. Smiling and shrugging, getting to <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her feet, your new bunny-friend responds, "A bit slow, eh? Must be the knock-out stuff they used on you. You’re an owned bunny, and bunny’s don’t really have to do much. If you look cute people give you food and compliment you. Don’t talk too much to guests though, they don’t think it’s very bunny-ish. Some of the bunny’s go around on all fours, but that can get really tiring. Guess most of us hang out and nap together too. You want to come with? Going to get food"<<else>>his feet, your new bunny-friend responds, "A bit slow, eh? Must be the knock-out stuff they used on you. You’re an owned bunny, and bunny’s don’t really have to do much. If you look cute people give you food and compliment you. Don’t talk too much to guests though, they don’t think it’s very bunny-ish. Some of the bunny’s go around on all fours, but that can get really tiring. Guess most of us hang out and nap together too. You want to come with? Going to get food"<</if>>. Nodding, you can’t help but push for more information on your new home. "Sure. But, what is this place?". Wandering off and expecting you to follow, Sin shrugs, <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>It’s Bunny Meadows. It’s always nice and sunny, except when it’s night. They have a bunch of stuff here, though most of it is hidden into the surroundings, or underground, so it can be hard to spot. Lots of tasty food stalls though, I especially like the big fluffy pretzels. Some people try to feed us carrots though, which are kind of icky, but then they’ll normally give you better stuff if you look cute while eating them. This place is a big dome I think, or maybe indoors really, either way all the entrances and exits sense our collars and block us from exploring past them, so don’t know. Bunny Meadows is huge though, and has like a dozen restaurants, arcades, rides, and a whole bunch of food stalls. It has a hotel too, though we’re expected to sleep on the comfy grass instead normally"<<else>>It’s Bunny Meadows. It’s always nice and sunny, except when it’s night. They have a bunch of stuff here, though most of it is hidden into the surroundings, or underground, so it can be hard to spot. Lots of tasty food stalls though, I especially like the big fluffy pretzels. Some people try to feed us carrots though, which are kind of icky, but then they’ll normally give you better stuff if you look cute while eating them. This place is a big dome I think, or maybe indoors really, either way all the entrances and exits sense our collars and block us from exploring past them, so don’t know. Bunny Meadows is huge though, and has like a dozen restaurants, arcades, rides, and a whole bunch of food stalls. It has a hotel too, though we’re expected to sleep on the comfy grass instead normally"<</if>>. Your red-headed companion ramblingly explaining the new location to you, you begin to get the impression that the area of the park you’re confined to is pretty huge. Maybe a dozen square miles, with lots of outdoor areas for the bunny’s to play in, including a small lake. Whilst the bunny’s aren’t allowed to just order food at any of the eateries, guests want to spend as much time as possible with the main selling point of the place, so will often order food for them. Then same goes for the rides and other amusements. Sin even comments that <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> knows other bunny’s who are allowed to travel around the park with guests, though you have to be well-behaved, and <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she’s<<else>>he’s<</if>> to lazy to really bother with it. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>She<<else>>He<</if>> does mention the park staff, though it doesn’t really sound like they do much. Apparently they put some carrots out in a box every day just in case any of the bunny’s don’t manage to convince anyone t feed them, or they’re too lazy to bother trying. They also come groom the bunny’s every few days, brushing their hair and making sure they’re healthy. Other than that they are largely absent. Though Sin does point out that they have a bunch of schemes and programmes the bunny’s can sign up to for extra benefits if they really want to, though <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> emphasis makes it sound like it’s not usual for the bunny’s to really bother. Reaching a picturesque stone-tiled square with a big tree in the middle, most of the surrounding signs pointing towards places built into the grassy mounds or stairways descending into the ground, you’re sure you saw somewhere like this in a movie at some point. Other than parts of a rollercoaster and the big Ferris wheel, most of the built-up areas of this section of the park seem to be discretely hidden away. All the while couples and groups of friends mill around, looking on with amusement, the occasional park-owned bunny mixed in between them. <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>"Follow me close, I’ll show you how"<<else>>"Follow me close, I’ll show you how"<</if>>, your bunny-guide comments, practically skipping forward towards a food venders stall selling pretzels. Keeping close as asked you try to follow <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> steps, including to the point where <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>she<<else>>he<</if>> kneels down beside it with a dopey grin on <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> face. You almost scoff at the idea that just kneeling there someone will give <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>him<</if>> one, but shockingly less than a minute later a larger gentleman wearing a Hawaiian shirt with a camera around his neck approaches. "Are you a hungry bun-bun? Oh my, well we better sort that out shouldn’t we? And what about your little friend? Are they a new bun-bun too? Haven’t seen <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>him<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>them<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>him<</if>> here before", the park guest grins, ordering two pretzels from the adjacent stand-owner. For a second you think that you’re going to get one each, however, as he gets them both and tucks into the first one, he holds the other one out for Sin to take in <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> mouth. Smiling and finishing his mouthful he comments, "Make sure to be a good bun-bun and share your treat Cinna-bun", returning to his own meal soon after. You’re confused, and more than a little amused by the sight of the red-head holding a whole pretzel by <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> mouth, but you wait expectantly to see what the right thing to do is. Turning to you, Sin leans forwards, pretzel still held onto only by <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>her<<else>>his<</if>> mouth and coming closer to your own. That’s when you figure out what they want to happen. Taking a bite out of the other end of the pretzel, you and Sin quickly devour the large savoury bread-y treat. It’s maybe a little awkward near the end as you basically are kissing to get the last few bites of it, but it’s not an unpleasant experience to get lip-to-lip sharing a meal. "CLICK" Finishing his pretzel up first, being able to hold onto it making the process much easier, it seems your pretzel-gifting guest had managed to get his camera out and take a picture of you two just as you both finished your own. Showing you the snap that looks decidedly like the pair of you making out, you can’t help but wonder what the future holds for you. <hr> Six months later: "CLICK" Coming out of your slumber to a series of familiar clicking sounds, you yawn and begin to sit up sleepily on the grass patch you’re laid upon. As expected, it seems like a group of tourists have managed to track down your sunny napping spot, taking pictures of you and the other bunny’s around you to take home as a souvenir. Noticing you getting up, one of the guests, a woman in a flowery dress with sunglasses, croons, "Oh my! Look at that! Flopsy-bun is waking up. How adorable. Hey there little bunny, you sleepy, huh? Does a sweet bunny<<if $pronoun == 1>>-girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>-boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>><<elseif $femininity >= 0>>-girl<<else>>-boy<</if>> want a nice wake-up treat? I’ve got a nice sugary donut if you can show me a trick", waving a paper napkin wrapped donut towards you with one hand as she holds her camera with the other. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/PetPlay/BunnyEnding.jpg]]</div><</if>>The pangs of post-nap hunger starting to rumble your belly, you smile dopily at her, nodding just a little. Knowing she’s offering you the treat as she even got your name right, you get up into a kneeling position, fumbling for your most treasured possession. Finding your big glass carrot-shaped dildo where you left it beside you, you hold it up in your hands, giving it a quick lick to get it ready. Getting into the right position as you cradle your favourite toy, you begin to reminisce over how you got it. Early on it was a bit strange, though you quickly learned that as long as you weren’t causing trouble or making too much noise, then everyone was generally happy to see you. Much like Sin showed you, people would give you tasty things to eat and drink just for looking cute. As it was always warm you never had much to worry about with being naked, and the other bunny’s were nice if a rather sleepy group. Overall it wasn’t like there was anything you needed, life simple and comfortable. After a few days a staff member came and brought you through some tunnels underneath the park that you could only assume were intended to make it so that park staff went generally unseen. Taken to a room filled with costumes, you were fit with your ears and tail, the latter of which was a much more embarrassing experience. But, soon it was done and you were dumped back into the Bunny Meadows. Eating, sleeping, and exploring. That was your life for a while. Though playing about with Sin was an enjoyable aspect of it all too. The bunny’s in general a rather bunch, Sin and you were no exception, long hours spend <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>licking her pussy<<else>>sucking his cock<</if>> and receiving oral back in turn. After a while you got so used to it that you’d not even think about whether you were doing it publicly or not, casual sex with the other bunny’s becoming just another facet of your life. Investigating your new home you were pleasantly surprised by the size of the place. Acres of what at first seems like wilderness, though on further inspection seem to be at least somewhat manufactured, are fun to explore. You also have the chance to play games at the arcades, go on the rides, and occasionally get yourself into the luxury hotel with its immensely soft beds, though it’s not like the grass isn’t comfortable too. Eventually though you start to wonder what the rest of the park is like. Curiosity getting the better of you, you decided to check out the special programmes board the staff put up for the bunny’s. A lot of it seemed like way too much effort in exchange for very little reward, effectively wanting you to work like a staff member but without the pay check. However, you did notice a couple of good options. One was for them to create a fan club for you, where occasionally they take pictures and videos of you to upload. It doesn’t get in your way too much, other than having to put up with some extra ‘petting’ from guests who claim to be your fans. It did get you your nice prized glass carrot-shaped dildo though, and the ability to play all the games you want in the arcade, so you can’t really complain. The main one though was that you signed up to the bunny-companion scheme. Getting yourself a pretty under bust corset and some over-knee stockings as your reward to mark you out as a helper-bunny. What your new position meant at its core was that now guests to the park could make a request for you to accompany them on their stay, visiting the entirety of Pet-Play Safari. That meant a lot more exploring, getting to see the rest of the park, though you did have to give up some of your naps to do so. If Bunny Meadows was a huge area, then the park as a whole was mind-blowingly massive. The ‘Safari Zone’ was probably the biggest section, comprising of a jungle and savannah environment filled with free roaming pet-slaves body painted to look like lions, zebra’s, and much more. The main sell of the Safari Zone of course was that you could go on hunting trips to catch and fuck a ferocious lion-<<if $sexualPreference != 2>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> or a graceful zebra-<<if $sexualPreference != 2>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> who would evade you for hours if not days, but some just came to see the rare pet-slaves in a more natural environment. Other than the ‘Safari Zone’ there were; The Aquatic Playground, The Fun-Time Farm, Puppy Island, The Foxy Forest, and of course Bunny Meadows, those are the parts you’ve visited so far at least. You particularly enjoyed your time spent in The Aquatic Playground, watching the pet-<<if $sexualPreference != 2>>girls<<else>>boys<</if>> swim about in their tanks and pools doing tricks, whilst you and whatever guest you’re accompanying enjoy the water park pools yourselves. However, Puppy Island was always fun too, and every visit to The Fun-Time Farm was always especially tasty. Then there was the Pet-Play Zoo, containing all kinds of rare pet-slaves, many trained to do tricks and routines to entertain the visitors. They seemed to be pretty pampered, but given all the work they have to put in you can’t help but think you managed the better deal in all of this. Having still seen only a fraction of the park, you suppose you’ll have many years of exploration ahead of you, especially if they keep adding more to it. You haven’t even seen ‘Cat-Land’ yet, and from what you hear they have the best most comfiest sleeping spots in all of park. Recently even Sin has been more up for the idea of joining you as a bunny-companion. There has even been talk recently of free roaming privileges for especially well-behaved pets, so you might have the chance to explore the place with your red-headed companion before you know. "Flopsy-bun really loves <<if $pronoun == 1>>her<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>his<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>their<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>her<<else>>his<</if>> carrot <<if $pronoun == 1>>doesn’t she<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>doesn’t he<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>don’t they<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>doesn’t she<<else>>doesn’t he<</if>>!", the female guest comments, breaking you from your daydreaming. Smiling dopily, you bring your favourite carrot-shaped glass dildo up to your <<if $vagina>>pussy<<else>>ass hole<</if>>, ready to put on a show. You’ll show her how much of a carrot lover you really are, that’s for sure! - Ending 17: Carrot Lover (Pet-Play) <a data-passage="Bad End Continue Play">Continue?</a> <<click "Restart?">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</click>>

With a nod, you ask the dairy supervisor, "Hey. Can I get a lactation treatment lined up for a <<if $jessRoommate>>friend<<else>>slave<</if>> of mine? ". With a shrug, Henry replies, "Sure. If they consent and you pay the 500 G.G.P fee to sign someone else up for lactation, then there shouldn’t be a problem. Let me just get you the paperwork to look through and sign. After that we can her called out and all hooked up within the hour, ready to walk out of here fully lactating", and on that note he briefly heads back into his office to retrieve a stack of paperwork for you. You spend a few minutes looking over the complex legal documents to little success, but Henry goes over everything with you section by section. Unless he’s hiding something, then it seems everything he’s said so far is true. You can sign someone else up, but they have to agree to it too, so if Jess really wanted to say no she could. Further, as you’re signing someone else up the Center won’t cover the costs, so you’ll need to pay 500 G.G.P yourself. "That all seems fine", you tell the red-headed farm overseer, signing the paperwork with your name. Shrugging again, the dairy supervisor responds, "Seems all in order. Will call her here and check things over", directing you into his office to take a seat whilst you wait. <<if jessPregnantKnown>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessPregnantLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 0>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessMaidLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 2>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessBDSMLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 3>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessHucowLarge.png]]</div><</if>>Calling her up as he explained, Jess arrives a few minutes later looking confused and more than a little uneasy, though her expression brightens somewhat upon seeing you. Explaining the situation to her, Henry goes through the usual spiel explaining everything, the petite brunette constantly flittering her gaze back and forth between the two of you. Eventually getting to the point where he goes to get a contract for her to sign too, the pair of you are left alone with each other briefly. Turning her attention to you, your <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>roommate<</if>> says, "You signed me up to … have … stuff come out of my … my boobs? If that’s what you really want <<if $jessRoommate>>$firstName<<else>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><</if>> I suppose it could be okay. But … isn’t it kind of … embarrassing?", her cheeks now obviously pinkening as the reality of the situation strikes her. Smiling you reassure her, "Yeah, I think it’d be fun. You should sign up for the lactation, as it would open lots of naughty opportunities for you", your comments deepening her blush but appearing to work as when Henry hands her the contract she signs it right away. Nodding slightly, Henry begins ushering Jess away. "Will have her back in half an hour or so. Feel free to wait here for her", the man comments over his shoulder, leaving you sat comfortably in his office. True to his word, you’re left waiting for about half an hour, though thankfully Henry had a few magazines stacked up so you weren’t totally bored. Soon enough though you spot him walking back towards his office, Jess in tow, her breasts looking just a tiny bit bigger even if it’s tough to spot them with her arms wrapped across them as if trying to hide them. "Good job Jess. Everything seems to be fine, though you might find random spurts of lactation result from going too long without milking. Your nipples may be a little sore for the next hour or so due to being new to all of this, but if the issue persists come back immediately and we’ll deal with it", he explains calmly, giving her a reassuring pat on the shoulder as he escorts her over to you. Aiming the comment now at you, Henry concludes, "All finished. Shouldn’t be any complications but if there are bring her back here. Nice doing business with you", before sitting back in his chair behind his desk and returning to some paperwork. Jess meanwhile is much more sheepish, leading you to ask, "Hey there, everything alright <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>Jess<</if>>?", feeling just a little nervous at her reaction. However, blushing a bright red by this point, Jess responds barely louder than a whisper, "Um … well, I’m okay <<if $jessRoommate>>$firstName<<else>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><</if>>. It just … er, feels kind of weird … my boobs are kind of … sensitive …", her response giving you the impression that maybe her blush isn’t entirely because of embarrassment, you drop the subject instead praising her for going through with your suggestion. The procedure complete, Henry doesn’t have too much else to say on the matter and Jess heads off back on her way. With that all done, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of Henry in the Dairy lobby|Industrial Dairy]].

Wanting to watch your <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>roommate<</if>> Jess’s milking for a while, you approach closer during a quiet period of the milking frames cycle. Jess meanwhile is taking a quick nap break as the device also rests with a low hum, likely tired from the strain of having her breasts pumped already. Hearing your footsteps, the petite brunette rouses slightly, looking up from her position on the floor and blushing deeply as she comments, "Oh … hi <<if $jessSlave>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>. I’m kind of … doing stuff. It’s, you know … embarrassing … so maybe we could talk later …". Just grinning at her, knowing that there’s nothing she can do locked into the large metallic frame to stop you from staying, you respond, "It’s okay <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>Jess<</if>>, I’m just here to check that everything is working properly", noticing that Jess is now trying to avert her gaze, obviously self-conscious about both her nudity and the milking. Examining the milking machine closer, you take in just how it’s all set up. Consisting of a stomach bar to keep the person being milked in the right position and a pair of wrist restraints in the front to lock the user in place, the setup forces the user to stay on all-fours throughout usage. It’s pretty cut down compared to some milking frames, but it still has a technical-looking computerized control panel placed nearby, a pair of clear dome milking cups attached to pipes coming out of the wall to finish off the design. Staring at the control panel you see that it monitors the user extensively, even having multiple options for milking intensity and duration. However, what catches your attention more is the, "FORCE START", option, your mischievous smirk only growing wider as you ‘accidentally’ push it, with an obviously fake, "Oops". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/JessMilked.jpg]]</div> As the pump suddenly hums to life, the breast cups beginning to take effect and slowly engorge her nipples as they apply suction pressure to them, you watch on as Jess’s eyes go wide. Sulking at you with an expression intended to garner sympathy from you as her nipples are rhythmically suctioned within their confines, she whines, "No … I was on a break …", pouting in a manner that comes off as remarkably cute. Flicking an option to turn up the suction intensity, you gaze on with satisfaction as you see a thick stream of milky lactative fluid flow through the pumps tubing, ending up beyond your sight past the wall. The rhythmic sound of the pump is almost hypnotic as you observe its effects on Jess, driving you to feel a little drowsy, and causing her to practically fall asleep. Though, given how nervous and embarrassed she is she doesn’t actually enter sleep, but you do hear her hum happily, not paying attention to much else other than the sensations of the pump as she rests in the frame. Deciding to tease her a bit, you playfully turn down the pumps strength for a moment, hearing her squeak, "No …", obviously more into it than she’s willing to admit. Grinning and moving around in front of your <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>roommate<</if>> you kneel down to gloat, "I thought you didn’t like it. Wouldn’t it be more relaxing on a lower setting?", seeing her shake her head as she begins blushing once again. "But … but … it’s embarrassing …", she responds, quietly adding, "… it kind of feels nice too …", the last part barely a whisper. Not wanting to be too mean, you ask her again, "So you want me to turn it back up?". Willing to accept her silent nodding, not wanting to push her too much, you decide to be merciful, turning the power back up. Making small moans of sensuous pleasure, it doesn’t even cross Jess’s mind that she’s moaning on all fours while being milked like a farm animal. In a state of bliss, wandering around her you see pussy if puffy and wet, spasming uncontrollably as she is brought to a sudden orgasm. The pleasure of the milking alone enough to bring her to the peak, you can’t help but watch on with amusement, her fem-cum puddling beneath her. However, it’s not much longer before the milking cycle is over. You probably could make it go longer, but you don’t want her to overdo it, preferring to give her ample breaks to keep her in good health. Seeing her flop down into a quick rest, you pat her on the head sweetly, making sure that she’s comfortable in her position on the milking frame. In particular, you check her breasts and her nipples, making sure that they don’t look overly sore or in any way damaged through the breast cups that are still placed on her. Taking a moment to view the Milking Frame’s display screen, you read Jess’s processing report. <hr>Milking Report Name: Jess Production Type: Milk Production Quantity: 35<<set _randomMilk = random(10,99)>>_randomMilk ml Production Quality: Standard <hr> Smiling you tell her, "Good job <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>Jess<</if>>, I’ll leave you be for a while. You’re adorable all hooked up to the milker, but I can’t just stand idly by watching you all day. So keep up the good work and try to make a lot of milk", Jess tiredly staring down, her cheeks lighting up once more. "Okay … but it’s embarrassing when you say things like that <<if $jessSlave>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>. It … um, it … might feel a little good … I suppose …", Jess answers with a shaky voice, making you want to tease her even more as it’s just so much fun. The milking session complete, you take a moment to make sure that she’s still okay. With that all done, you once again <a data-passage="Room Hub">find yourself standing in your bedroom</a>.

Pressing a conspicuous, "STORAGE", button hidden right at the back of your wardrobe, you take a step back as you hear a sudden rumbling noise. With some shock before your eyes the back of your large <<if $wardrobeType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> wardrobe opens up showing you a conveyor belt line set against a deep darkness. You wonder exactly what is going on, however, in the distance you do spot outfits on hangers moving around the confusing system. Opening out your underwear drawer out of curiosity, you notice a similar system, although this time it reminds you more of a conveyor belt sushi restaurant … but for underwear. <hr> <<if $mobileView>>Storage Wardrobe Contents: <<if $storedWardrobe.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide storage outfit collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide storage outfit collection</button><div id="outfit collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $storedWardrobe.length; _i++>><<if setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($storedWardrobe[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($storedWardrobe[_i])>> <<print setup.OutfitIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.OutfitList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<link `"Move from storage " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Storage">><<set $activeWardrobe.push(setup.OutfitIndex[_x])>><<set _index = $storedWardrobe.indexOf(setup.OutfitIndex[_x])>><<set $storedWardrobe.splice(_index, 1)>><</link>> <<link `"Put on " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Storage">><<set $currentClothing = setup.OutfitIndex[_x]>><<set $clothingCum = false>><<set $clothingUrine = false>><</link>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<else>><<if $storedWardrobe.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide storage outfit collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide storage outfit collection</button><div id="outfit collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Storage Wardrobe Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide outfit collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('outfit collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide outfit collection</button><div id="outfit collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Storage Wardrobe Contents</th> <<for _i to 0; _i < $storedWardrobe.length; _i++>><<if setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($storedWardrobe[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($storedWardrobe[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.OutfitList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<link `"Move from storage " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Storage">><<set $activeWardrobe.push(setup.OutfitIndex[_x])>><<set _index = $storedWardrobe.indexOf(setup.OutfitIndex[_x])>><<set $storedWardrobe.splice(_index, 1)>><</link>> <<link `"Put on " + setup.OutfitIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Storage">><<set $currentClothing = setup.OutfitIndex[_x]>><<set $clothingCum = false>><<set $clothingUrine = false>><</link>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>><</if>> <hr> <<if $mobileView>>Storage Underwear Drawer Contents: <<if $storedUnderwear.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide storage underwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide storage underwear collection</button><div id="underwear collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $storedUnderwear.length; _i++>><<if setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($storedUnderwear[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($storedUnderwear[_i])>> <<print setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.UnderwearList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<link `"Move from storage " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Storage">><<set $activeUnderwear.push(setup.UnderwearIndex[_x])>><<set _index = $storedUnderwear.indexOf(setup.UnderwearIndex[_x])>><<set $storedUnderwear.splice(_index, 1)>><</link>> <<if $diaperLocked>>Unable to change underwear due to diaper lock<<elseif $diaperMessCounter >=1 || $diaperWetCounter >=1>>Diaper is too used to change<<else>><<link `"Put on " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Storage">><<set $currentUnderwear = setup.UnderwearIndex[_x]>><<set $underwearCum = false>><<set $underwearUrine = false>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $storedUnderwear.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide storage underwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide storage underwear collection</button><div id="underwear collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Storage Underwear Drawer Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide storage underwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide storage underwear collection</button><div id="underwear collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Storage Underwear Drawer Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $storedUnderwear.length; _i++>><<if setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($storedUnderwear[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($storedUnderwear[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.UnderwearList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Underwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<link `"Move from storage " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Storage">><<set $activeUnderwear.push(setup.UnderwearIndex[_x])>><<set _index = $storedUnderwear.indexOf(setup.UnderwearIndex[_x])>><<set $storedUnderwear.splice(_index, 1)>><</link>> <<if $diaperLocked>>Unable to change underwear due to diaper lock<<elseif $diaperMessCounter >=1 || $diaperWetCounter >=1>>Diaper is too used to change<<else>><<link `"Put on " + setup.UnderwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Storage">><<set $currentUnderwear = setup.UnderwearIndex[_x]>><<set $underwearCum = false>><<set $underwearUrine = false>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <hr> [[Close wardrobe storage|Wardrobe & Makeup]]

/* Neckwear Information */ <<set setup.NeckwearIndex = ["None", "Black Plain Leather Collar", "Brown Plain Leather Collar", "Pink Plain Leather Collar", "White Plain Leather Collar", "Silver Ring Collar", "Thick Steel Collar", "Black Neck Bow", "Pink Neck Bow", "White Neck Bow", "Black Neck Ribbon", "Blue Neck Ribbon", "Green Neck Ribbon", "Pink Neck Ribbon", "Red Neck Ribbon", "Black Necktie", "Red Necktie", "Yellow Necktie", "Black Plain Choker", "Pink Plain Choker", "Gold Chain Necklace", "Silver Chain Necklace", "Black Lace Heart Choker", "Pink Lace Heart Choker", "White And Black Bell Choker", "Red And Black Bell Choker", "Pink And White Bell Choker", "Lace Button Up Choker", "White Lace Maid Choker", "Pink Ruffle Lace Choker", "Black Sissy Choker", "Pink Sissy Choker", "Latex Ruffle Collar", "Black Leather Bell Collar", "Red Leather Bell Collar", "Pink Leather Bell Collar", "Black Leather Cowbell Collar", "Green Adult Bib", "Pink Adult Bib", "Purple Dragon Adult Bib", "Chunky Rhinestone Choker", "Pink Bimbo Choker", "Pink Bimbo Whore Collar", "Pink Princess Choker", "Pink Slut Choker"]>> <<set setup.NakedNeck = {TypeOne: 0, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "You are not wearing anything around your neck.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackPlainLeatherCollar = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 9, Description: "A plain black leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. Whilst a relatively normal collar, all collars are usually considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackPlainLeatherCollar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BrownPlainLeatherCollar = {TypeOne: 9, TypeTwo: 2, Description: "A plain Brown leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. Whilst a relatively normal collar, all collars are usually considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BrownPlainLeatherCollar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkPlainLeatherCollar = {TypeOne: 9, TypeTwo: 2, Description: "A plain Pink leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. Whilst a relatively normal collar, all collars are usually considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkPlainLeatherCollar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.WhitePlainLeatherCollar = {TypeOne: 9, TypeTwo: 2, Description: "A plain White leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. Whilst a relatively normal collar, all collars are usually considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/WhitePlainLeatherCollar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SilverRingCollar = {TypeOne: 9, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A sleek and beautiful collar made of gleaming silver, disassembles into two parts, fusing together seamlessly. With a silver front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points, this collar gives the impression of wealth, at least in terms of the wearer’s possible owner, at the same time coming off as extremely sexual in nature.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/SilverRingCollar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.ThickSteelCollar = {TypeOne: 9, TypeTwo: 6, Description: "A tall and thick collar made of durable steel, which hinges on the left and locks on the right side, with a large steel front ring for fastening leashes to or for locking to fixed points. This is the sort of collar which means serious business, also coming off as extremely sexual in nature.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/ThickSteelCollar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackNeckBow = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A large plain black neck bow with long trailing ribbon ends on a thin neck loop. Cute and extremely feminine, often worn with a blouse to add a hint of sweetness to a more work-friendly outfit.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackNeckBow.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkNeckBow = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A large plain pink neck bow with long trailing ribbon ends on a thin neck loop. Cute and extremely feminine, often worn with a blouse to add a hint of sweetness to a more work-friendly outfit.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkNeckBow.png]]"}>> <<set setup.WhiteNeckBow = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A large plain white neck bow with long trailing ribbon ends on a thin neck loop. Cute and extremely feminine, often worn with a blouse to add a hint of sweetness to a more work-friendly outfit.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/WhiteNeckBow.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackNeckRibbon = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A plain black choker made of silky ribbon with a cute bow mounted on it. Cute and feminine, often worn with the bow angled to one side.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackNeckRibbon.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlueNeckRibbon = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A plain blue choker made of silky ribbon with a cute bow mounted on it. Cute and feminine, often worn with the bow angled to one side.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlueNeckRibbon.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GreenNeckRibbon = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A plain green choker made of silky ribbon with a cute bow mounted on it. Cute and feminine, often worn with the bow angled to one side.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/GreenNeckRibbon.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkNeckRibbon = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A plain pink choker made of silky ribbon with a cute bow mounted on it. Cute and feminine, often worn with the bow angled to one side.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkNeckRibbon.png]]"}>> <<set setup.RedNeckRibbon = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A plain red choker made of silky ribbon with a cute bow mounted on it. Cute and feminine, often worn with the bow angled to one side.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/RedNeckRibbon.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackNecktie = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "A plain black silk necktie. Stylish and formal, a must have for anyone working in an office environment or planning to go to official functions and balls.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackNecktie.png]]"}>> <<set setup.RedNecktie = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "A plain red silk necktie. Stylish and formal, a must have for anyone working in an office environment or planning to go to official functions and balls.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/RedNecktie.png]]"}>> <<set setup.YellowNecktie = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "A plain yellow silk necktie. Stylish and formal, a must have for anyone working in an office environment or planning to go to official functions and balls.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/YellowNecktie.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackPlainChoker = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 2, Description: "A plain black velvet choker with a gleaming steel back clasp. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackPlainChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkPlainChoker = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A plain pink velvet choker with a gleaming steel back clasp. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkPlainChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldChainNecklace = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A necklace made of linked gold chains. Wearing such expensive and finely made jewellery is likely to impress anyone who sees it, almost a must for formal occasions.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/GoldChainNecklace.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SilverChainNecklace = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "A necklace made of linked silver chains. Wearing such expensive and finely made jewellery is likely to impress anyone who sees it, almost a must for formal occasions.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/SilverChainNecklace.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackLaceHeartChoker = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A black velvet choker, fringed with delicate lace, with a silver heart charm hanging at the front. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackLaceHeartChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkLaceHeartChoker = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A pink velvet choker, fringed with delicate lace, with a silver heart charm hanging at the front. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkLaceHeartChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.WhiteAndBlackBellChoker = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A white ruffle choker with a black ribbon encircling it and tied off in a bow at the front, a small golden bell hanging in the center of the bow. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/WhiteAndBlackBellChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.RedAndBlackBellChoker = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A red ruffle choker with a black ribbon encircling it and tied off in a bow at the front, a small golden bell hanging in the center of the bow. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/RedAndBlackBellChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkAndWhiteBellChoker = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A pink ruffle choker with a white ribbon encircling it and tied off in a bow at the front, a small silver bell hanging in the center of the bow. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkAndWhiteBellChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.LaceButtonUpChoker = {TypeOne: 8, TypeTwo: 8, Description: "A chunky black and white choker which buttons up in the front and is trimmed with lace, designed to be added to any maid outfit. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/LaceButtonUpChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.WhiteLaceMaidChoker = {TypeOne: 8, TypeTwo: 8, Description: "A delicate white lace choker with a small black ribbon bow in the front center, designed to be added to any maid outfit. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/WhiteLaceMaidChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkRuffleLaceChoker = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 2, Description: "An elegant pastel pink and white choker comprised of ruffled cotton and topped with a band of delicate white lace, designed to be added to Lolita fashion co-ordinates or maid outfit. Both feminine and cute, chokers are often considered quite sexy too, maybe because they look similar to collars.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkRuffleLaceChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackSissyChoker = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 6, Description: "A black velvet choker with the word ‘SISSY’ emblazoned across the front of it in rhinestones. Inherently sexual because of what it hints about the wearer, this choker is feminine and sexy provoking reactions similar to that of a collar.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackSissyChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkSissyChoker = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A pink velvet choker with the word ‘SISSY’ emblazoned across the front of it in rhinestones. Inherently sexual because of what it hints about the wearer, this choker is feminine and sexy provoking reactions similar to that of a collar.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkSissyChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.LatexRuffleCollar = {TypeOne: 9, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A plain black stretchy latex band with large cream latex ruffles running down both sides of its length. A very noticeable and fetishy collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/LatexRuffleCollar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackLeatherBellCollar = {TypeOne: 9, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A thick and tall black leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, small studs circling it, and a steel front ring from which hangs a large steel bell. A very noticeable collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackLeatherBellCollar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.RedLeatherBellCollar = {TypeOne: 9, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A thick and tall red leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, small studs circling it, and a steel front ring from which hangs a large steel bell. A very noticeable collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/RedLeatherBellCollar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkLeatherBellCollar = {TypeOne: 3, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A thick and tall pink leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, small studs circling it, and a steel front ring from which hangs a large steel bell. A very noticeable collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkLeatherBellCollar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackLeatherCowbellCollar = {TypeOne: 5, TypeTwo: 9, Description: "A plain black leather collar with a steel buckle for fastening, and a steel front ring from which hangs a pendulous cowbell. A very noticeable collar that is sure to catch people’s attention, even more than usual collars which are considered extremely sexual in nature due to their connotations.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/BlackLeatherCowbellCollar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GreenAdultBib = {TypeOne: 7, TypeTwo: 7, Description: "A plain green water-resistant clip-on bib sized for an adult, with darker green detailing around the edges.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/GreenBib.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkAdultBib = {TypeOne: 7, TypeTwo: 7, Description: "A plain pink water-resistant clip-on bib sized for an adult, with darker pink detailing around the edges.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/PinkBib.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PurpleDragonAdultBib = {TypeOne: 7, TypeTwo: 7, Description: "A purple cartoon dragon design water-resistant clip-on bib sized for an adult, with more muted purple detailing around the edges. You won this bib from beating the Dragon Mom Adventure, a fun wearable trophy just for you.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLClothing/DragonBib.png]]"}>> <<set setup.ChunkyRhinestoneChoker = {TypeOne: 3, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A thick and tall choker covered completely in sparkling rhinestones. Inherently sexual but also remarkably stylish, this choker is feminine and sexy provoking reactions similar to that of a collar.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/ChunkyRhinestoneChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkBimboChoker = {TypeOne: 3, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A pink velvet choker with the word ‘BIMBO’ emblazoned across the front of it in rhinestones. Inherently sexual because of what it hints about the wearer, this choker is feminine and sexy provoking reactions similar to that of a collar.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkBimboChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkBimboWhoreCollar = {TypeOne: 3, TypeTwo: 9, Description: "A pink velvet collar with the words ‘BIMBO WHORE’ emblazoned across the front of it in rhinestones with a metal hoop in the center. Inherently sexual because of what it hints about the wearer, this collar is hyper feminine and sexy.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkBimboWhoreCollar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkPrincessChoker = {TypeOne: 3, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A pink velvet choker with the word ‘PRINCESS’ emblazoned across the front of it in rhinestones. Inherently sexual because of what it hints about the wearer, this choker is feminine and surprisingly cute.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkPrincessChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkSlutChoker = {TypeOne: 3, TypeTwo: 2, Description: "A pink velvet choker with the word ‘SLUT’ emblazoned across the front of it in rhinestones. Inherently sexual because of what it hints about the wearer, this choker is feminine and sexy provoking reactions similar to that of a collar.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Neckwear/PinkSlutChoker.png]]"}>> <<set setup.NeckwearList = [setup.NakedNeck, setup.BlackPlainLeatherCollar, setup.BrownPlainLeatherCollar, setup.PinkPlainLeatherCollar, setup.WhitePlainLeatherCollar, setup.SilverRingCollar, setup.ThickSteelCollar, setup.BlackNeckBow, setup.PinkNeckBow, setup.WhiteNeckBow, setup.BlackNeckRibbon, setup.BlueNeckRibbon, setup.GreenNeckRibbon, setup.PinkNeckRibbon, setup.RedNeckRibbon, setup.BlackNecktie, setup.RedNecktie, setup.YellowNecktie, setup.BlackPlainChoker, setup.PinkPlainChoker, setup.GoldChainNecklace, setup.SilverChainNecklace, setup.BlackLaceHeartChoker, setup.PinkLaceHeartChoker, setup.WhiteAndBlackBellChoker, setup.RedAndBlackBellChoker, setup.PinkAndWhiteBellChoker, setup.LaceButtonUpChoker, setup.WhiteLaceMaidChoker, setup.PinkRuffleLaceChoker, setup.BlackSissyChoker, setup.PinkSissyChoker, setup.LatexRuffleCollar, setup.BlackLeatherBellCollar, setup.RedLeatherBellCollar, setup.PinkLeatherBellCollar, setup.BlackLeatherCowbellCollar, setup.GreenAdultBib, setup.PinkAdultBib, setup.PurpleDragonAdultBib, setup.ChunkyRhinestoneChoker, setup.PinkBimboChoker, setup.PinkBimboWhoreCollar, setup.PinkPrincessChoker, setup.PinkSlutChoker]>> /* Headwear & Hair Accessories Information */ <<set setup.HeadwearIndex = ["None", "Black Hair Band", "White Hair Band", "Red Hair Band", "Blue Hair Band", "Pink Hair Band", "Pink Head Bow", "Red Head Bow", "Blue Head Bow", "Green Head Bow", "Black Head Bow", "Tiny Pink Top Hat", "Tiny Black Top Hat", "Dog Ear Clips", "Cat Ear Clips", "Bunny Ear Clips", "Fox Ear Clips", "Dog Ear Hair Band", "Cow Ear Hair Band", "Horse Ear Hair Band", "White Lace Maid Hair Band", "Black Lace Maid Headpiece", "Pink Lace Maid Headpiece", "Latex Maid Hair Band", "Blue Lolita Head Bow", "Red Lolita Head Bow", "Pink Lolita Head Bow", "Pastel Blue Sweet Lolita Headpiece", "Pastel Pink Sweet Lolita Headpiece", "Red And Black Gothic Lolita Hair Band", "Anniversary Deely Boppers", "Milky's Waitress Hat"]>> <<set setup.NakedHead = {TypeOne: 0, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "You are not wearing anything on top of your head.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackHairBand = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "A plain black padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlackHairband.png]]"}>> <<set setup.WhiteHairBand = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "A plain white padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/WhiteHairband.png]]"}>> <<set setup.RedHairBand = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "A plain red padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/RedHairband.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlueHairBand = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "A plain blue padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlueHairband.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkHairBand = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A plain pink padded velvet hair band. Stylish and good for keeping your hair out of your face.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkHairband.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkHeadBow = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A plain pink grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkHeadBow.png]]"}>> <<set setup.RedHeadBow = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "A plain red grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/RedHeadBow.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlueHeadBow = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "A plain blue grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlueHeadBow.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GreenHeadBow = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "A plain green grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/GreenHeadBow.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackHeadBow = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "A plain black grosgrain ribbon that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, though more meant for style than function.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlackHeadBow.png]]"}>> <<set setup.TinyPinkTopHat = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A tiny pink top hat that mounts your head with a concealed hair clip to keep it in place. The general style of wearing it is slightly off-center, the eye-catching pretty accessory more meant for fashion than function.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkTinyTopHat.png]]"}>> <<set setup.TinyBlackTopHat = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A tiny black top hat that mounts your head with a concealed hair clip to keep it in place. The general style of wearing it is slightly off-center, the eye-catching pretty accessory more meant for fashion than function.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlackTinyTopHat.png]]"}>> <<set setup.DogEarClips = {TypeOne: 5, TypeTwo: 2, Description: "A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like floppy brown dog ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/DogEarHairClip.png]]"}>> <<set setup.CatEarClips = {TypeOne: 5, TypeTwo: 2, Description: "A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like sleek black cat ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/CatEarHairClip.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BunnyEarClips = {TypeOne: 5, TypeTwo: 2, Description: "A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like upright white bunny ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BunnyEarHairClip.png]]"}>> <<set setup.FoxEarClips = {TypeOne: 5, TypeTwo: 2, Description: "A pair of fake fur hair clips that are styled to appear like furry red fox ears. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/FoxEarHairClip.png]]"}>> <<set setup.DogEarHairBand = {TypeOne: 5, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A pair of fake fur ears that are styled to appear like floppy brown dog ears, attached to an equally furry hair band. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/DogEarHairband.png]]"}>> <<set setup.CowEarHairBand = {TypeOne: 5, TypeTwo: 9, Description: "A pair of fake fur ears that are styled to appear like droopy black and white cow ears, attached to an equally furry hair band along with a pair of nubby cow horns. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/CowEarHairBand.png]]"}>> <<set setup.HorseEarHairBand = {TypeOne: 5, TypeTwo: 9, Description: "A pair of fake felt ears that are styled to appear like tall black horses’ ears, attached to a felt wrapped hair band. Adorable and eye-catching, this accessory is sure to convey onto you a good deal of animal magnetism.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/HorseEarHairBand.png]]"}>> <<set setup.WhiteLaceMaidHairBand = {TypeOne: 8, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A white lace fringed hair band with a sizeable black ribbon bow attached to the center, this hair band is designed to be part of a maid ensemble. Very elegant and girly, this accessory perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion or maid outfits.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/WhiteLaceMaidHairBand.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackLaceMaidHeadpiece = {TypeOne: 8, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A sizeable black headpiece fringed with a white cotton band; this excessive hair band is designed to be part of a maid ensemble. Very elegant and girly, this accessory perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion or maid outfits.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlackLaceMaidHeadpiece.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkLaceMaidHeadpiece = {TypeOne: 8, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A sizeable pink headpiece fringed with a white cotton band; this excessive hair band is designed to be part of a maid ensemble. Very elegant and girly, this accessory perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion or maid outfits.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkLaceMaidHeadpiece.png]]"}>> <<set setup.LatexMaidHairBand = {TypeOne: 8, TypeTwo: 9, Description: "A black and cream latex hair band with a stretchy chin strap; this excessive hair band is designed to be part of a maid ensemble. Very elegant and fetishy, this accessory perfect for co-ordinating with latex fashion or maid outfits.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/LatexMaidHairBand.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlueLolitaHeadBow = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A large dark blue cotton fabric head bow with tulle lace edging that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/BlueLolitaHeadBow.png]]"}>> <<set setup.RedLolitaHeadBow = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A large deep red cotton fabric head bow with tulle lace edging that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/RedLolitaHeadBow.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkLolitaHeadBow = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A large dark pink cotton fabric head bow with tulle lace edging that sits on the top of your head. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PinkLolitaHeadBow.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PastelBlueSweetLolitaHeadpiece = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A delicate pastel blue cotton fabric band-less hair band with ruffled tulle lace edging, a pair of small bows on the sides, and a pair of long ribbons to allow for tying beneath the chin. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PastelBlueSweetLolitaHeadpiece.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PastelPinkSweetLolitaHeadpiece = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A delicate pastel pink cotton fabric band-less hair band with ruffled tulle lace edging, a pair of small bows on the sides, and a pair of long ribbons to allow for tying beneath the chin. Very cute and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/PastelPinkSweetLolitaHeadpiece.png]]"}>> <<set setup.RedAndBlackGothicLolitaHairBand = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A delicate red cotton fabric hair band with black tulle lace edging, a pair of small bows red on the sides, and wider ruffled embellishments at the ends. Very elegant and girly, perfect for co-ordinating with Lolita fashion outfits.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/RedAndBlackGothicLolitaHairBand.png]]"}>> <<set setup.AnniversaryDeelyBoppers = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 2, Description: "A silver hairband with a pair of springs attached to the top of it which end in little shiny disco balls. These deely-boppers you acquired at the Center’s anniversary party are kind of goofy, but they are surprisingly fun and flirty when you get used to them too.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/AnniversaryDeelyBoppers.png]]"}>> <<set setup.MilkysWaitressHat = {TypeOne: 3, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "A small pink hat with a white trim. Usually worm by Milky’s waitresses, this hat is relatively normal, even if it carries with it a certain reputation.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Hair Accessories/MilkysWaitressHat.png]]"}>> <<set setup.HeadwearList = [setup.NakedHead, setup.BlackHairBand, setup.WhiteHairBand, setup.RedHairBand, setup.BlueHairBand, setup.PinkHairBand, setup.PinkHeadBow, setup.RedHeadBow, setup.BlueHeadBow, setup.GreenHeadBow, setup.BlackHeadBow, setup.TinyPinkTopHat, setup.TinyBlackTopHat, setup.DogEarClips, setup.CatEarClips, setup.BunnyEarClips, setup.FoxEarClips, setup.DogEarHairBand, setup.CowEarHairBand, setup.HorseEarHairBand, setup.WhiteLaceMaidHairBand, setup.BlackLaceMaidHeadpiece, setup.PinkLaceMaidHeadpiece, setup.LatexMaidHairBand, setup.BlueLolitaHeadBow, setup.RedLolitaHeadBow, setup.PinkLolitaHeadBow, setup.PastelBlueSweetLolitaHeadpiece, setup.PastelPinkSweetLolitaHeadpiece, setup.RedAndBlackGothicLolitaHairBand, setup.AnniversaryDeelyBoppers, setup.MilkysWaitressHat]>> /* Chastity Information */ <<set setup.ChastityIndex = ["None", "Steel Chastity Bra", "Chain Chastity Belt", "Steel Chastity Belt", "Chastity Belt And Locking Thigh Cuffs", "Double Plug Steel Chastity Belt", "Plastic Cock Cage", "Steel Cock Cage", "Solid Steel Cock Cage", "Steel Male Chastity Belt", "Plugged Steel Male Chastity Belt"]>> <<set setup.NoChastity = {Type: 0, AnalPlug: false, VaginalPlug: false, Description: "You are not wearing any chastity device.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelChastityBra = {Type: 5, AnalPlug: false, VaginalPlug: false, Description: "A solid steel plated bra with shoulder chains. Intended to prevent the wearer from being able to feel sexual pleasure from interacting with their breasts.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Chastity/SteelChastityBra.png]]"}>> <<set setup.ChainChastityBelt = {Type: 1, AnalPlug: false, VaginalPlug: false, Description: "A basic female chastity belt comprising of an adjustable leather waist belt and a length of chain which passes between the legs.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Chastity/ChainChastityBelt.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelChastityBelt = {Type: 1, AnalPlug: false, VaginalPlug: false, Description: "A classic female chastity belt made of steel plates which when in place stops vaginal sex taking place with the wearer. Notably the wearers anus is still accessible.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Chastity/SteelChastityBelt.png]]"}>> <<set setup.ChastityBeltAndLockingThighCuffs = {Type: 3, AnalPlug: false, VaginalPlug: false, Description: "An advanced female chastity belt comprising of multiple durable steel pieces. With a steel plate preventing both vaginal and anal intercourse, this belt also has a pair of thigh restraints that not only are chained to the main belt, but also chain together to limit the wearers movement.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Chastity/ChastityBeltAndLockingThighCuffs.png]]"}>> <<set setup.DoublePlugSteelChastityBelt = {Type: 3, AnalPlug: true, VaginalPlug: true, Description: "A classic female chastity belt made of steel plates which when in place stops vaginal or anal sex taking place with the wearer. Interestingly, this design ensures that the wearer is penetrated by two large plugs at all times, ensuring their arousal.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Chastity/DoublePlugSteelChastityBelt.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PlasticCockCage = {Type: 2, AnalPlug: false, VaginalPlug: false, Description: "A basic cock cage chastity device, this inexpensive see-through plastic option will prevent the wearer gaining an erection or engaging in penetrative sex.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Chastity/PlasticCockCage.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelCockCage = {Type: 2, AnalPlug: false, VaginalPlug: false, Description: "A standard cock cage chastity device, this light-weight steel option will prevent the wearer gaining an erection or engaging in penetrative sex.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Chastity/SteelCockCage.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SolidSteelCockCage = {Type: 2, AnalPlug: false, VaginalPlug: false, Description: "A standard cock cage chastity device, this solid moulded steel plate variant offers the utmost protection and will prevent the wearer gaining an erection or engaging in penetrative sex.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Chastity/SolidSteelCockCage.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelMaleChastityBelt = {Type: 2, AnalPlug: false, VaginalPlug: false, Description: "A rare male variant of the chastity belt which is customized to contain the wearers cock and balls in a heavy-duty cage in the front. This steel chastity belt offers incredible protection against the wearer gaining an erection or engaging in penetrative sex, but still leaves the anus unprotected.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Chastity/SteelMaleChastityBelt.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PluggedSteelMaleChastityBelt = {Type: 4, AnalPlug: true, VaginalPlug: false, Description: "A rare variant of the chastity belt which is customized to contain the wearers cock in a solid metal casing. This steel chastity belt offers incredible protection against the wearer gaining an erection, a large plug inserted into the rear ensuring they are constantly aroused.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Chastity/PluggedSteelMaleChastityBelt.png]]"}>> <<set setup.ChastityList = [setup.NoChastity, setup.SteelChastityBra, setup.ChainChastityBelt, setup.SteelChastityBelt, setup.ChastityBeltAndLockingThighCuffs, setup.DoublePlugSteelChastityBelt, setup.PlasticCockCage, setup.SteelCockCage, setup.SolidSteelCockCage, setup.SteelMaleChastityBelt, setup.PluggedSteelMaleChastityBelt]>> /* Butt Plug Information */ <<set setup.ButtplugIndex = ["None", "Black Cat Tail Butt Plug", "White Bunny Tail Butt Plug", "Red Pony Tail Butt Plug", "Brown Puppy Tail Butt Plug", "Black Rubber Puppy Tail Butt Plug", "Blue Gem Butt Plug", "Green Gem Butt Plug", "Pink Gem Butt Plug", "Small Rubber Butt Plug", "Medium Rubber Butt Plug", "Large Rubber Butt Plug", "Metal Ringed Butt Plug", "Cow Tail Butt Plug"]>> <<set setup.NoPlug = {Size: -1, Tail: false, Description: "Less of an underwear choice and more of a choice not to wear any. Walking around comando is kind of slutty, and rather embarrassing too if anyone notices, but it's also pretty hot.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackCatTailButtPlug = {Size: 1, Tail: true, Description: "A long fluffy black cat-like tail attached to a sizable black rubber butt plug. Overtly sexual in nature, when worn on its own instead of underwear it will certainly make an impression, especially given how easy it is to tell how the tail is affixed to you.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Buttplug/BlackCatTailButtPlug.png]]"}>> <<set setup.WhiteBunnyTailButtPlug = {Size: 1, Tail: true, Description: "A short puff-ball white bunny tail attached to a sizable black rubber butt plug. Overtly sexual in nature, when worn on its own instead of underwear it will certainly make an impression, especially given how easy it is to tell how the tail is affixed to you.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Buttplug/WhiteBunnyTailButtPlug.png]]"}>> <<set setup.RedPonyTailButtPlug = {Size: 1, Tail: true, Description: "A long flowing red tail, made to appear similar to a horse’s tail and attached to a sizable black rubber butt plug. Overtly sexual in nature, when worn on its own instead of underwear it will certainly make an impression, especially given how easy it is to tell how the tail is affixed to you.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Buttplug/RedPonyTailButtPlug.png]]" }>> <<set setup.BrownPuppyTailButtPlug = {Size: 1, Tail: true, Description: "A long fluffy brown dog-like tail attached to a sizable black rubber butt plug. Overtly sexual in nature, when worn on its own instead of underwear it will certainly make an impression, especially given how easy it is to tell how the tail is affixed to you.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Buttplug/BrownPuppyTailButtPlug.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackRubberPuppyTailButtPlug = {Size: 1, Tail: true, Description: "A short black rubber dog-like tail attached to a sizable black rubber butt plug, that wags almost automatically as you walk. Overtly sexual in nature, when worn on its own instead of underwear it will certainly make an impression, especially given how easy it is to tell how the tail is affixed to you.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Buttplug/BlackRubberPuppyTailButtPlug.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlueGemButtPlug = {Size: 1, Tail: false, Description: "A sizable silver metallic butt plug with a large sparkly blue gem inserted into the base. Overtly sexual in nature, if seen by others it will certainly make an impression, thankfully this butt plug isn’t too obvious.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Buttplug/BlueGemButtPlug.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GreenGemButtPlug = {Size: 1, Tail: false, Description: "A sizable silver metallic butt plug with a large sparkly green gem inserted into the base. Overtly sexual in nature, if seen by others it will certainly make an impression, thankfully this butt plug isn’t too obvious.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Buttplug/GreenGemButtPlug.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkGemButtPlug = {Size: 1, Tail: false, Description: "A sizable silver metallic butt plug with a large sparkly pink gem inserted into the base. Overtly sexual in nature, if seen by others it will certainly make an impression, thankfully this butt plug isn’t too obvious.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Buttplug/PinkGemButtPlug.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SmallRubberButtPlug = {Size: 0, Tail: false, Description: "A small green rubber butt plug, that’s just flexible enough to squeeze into the wearer more easily. Overtly sexual in nature, if seen by others it will certainly make an impression, thankfully this butt plug isn’t too obvious.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Buttplug/SmallRubberButtPlug.png]]"}>> <<set setup.MediumRubberButtPlug = {Size: 1, Tail: false, Description: "A sizable blue rubber butt plug, that’s just flexible enough to squeeze into the wearer more easily. Overtly sexual in nature, if seen by others it will certainly make an impression, thankfully this butt plug isn’t too obvious.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Buttplug/MediumRubberButtPlug.png]]"}>> <<set setup.LargeRubberButtPlug = {Size: 2, Tail: false, Description: "A large purple rubber butt plug, that’s just flexible enough to squeeze into the wearer more easily. Overtly sexual in nature, if seen by others it will certainly make an impression, thankfully this butt plug isn’t too obvious.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Buttplug/LargeRubberButtPlug.png]]"}>> <<set setup.MetalRingedButtPlug = {Size: 1, Tail: false, Description: "A sizable steel metal butt plug with a ring coming out of the base to make it easily removed. Overtly sexual in nature, if seen by others it will certainly make an impression, thankfully this butt plug isn’t too obvious.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Buttplug/MetalRingedButtPlug.png]]"}>> <<set setup.CowTailButtPlug = {Size: 1, Tail: true, Description: "A long thin cow-like tail with a black puffball at the end that is attached to a sizable black rubber butt plug, and that swishes side-to-side automatically as you walk. Overtly sexual in nature, when worn on its own instead of underwear it will certainly make an impression, especially given how easy it is to tell how the tail is affixed to you.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Clothing/Buttplug/CowTailButtPlug.png]]"}>> <<set setup.ButtplugList = [setup.NoPlug, setup.BlackCatTailButtPlug, setup.WhiteBunnyTailButtPlug, setup.RedPonyTailButtPlug, setup.BrownPuppyTailButtPlug, setup.BlackRubberPuppyTailButtPlug, setup.BlueGemButtPlug, setup.GreenGemButtPlug, setup.PinkGemButtPlug, setup.SmallRubberButtPlug, setup.MediumRubberButtPlug, setup.LargeRubberButtPlug, setup.MetalRingedButtPlug, setup.CowTailButtPlug]>>

<div align="center"><<print setup.NeckwearIndex[$holderInt] >> <<print setup.NeckwearList[$holderInt].Image>></div> Description: <<print setup.NeckwearList[$holderInt].Description>> Neckwear Type One: <<set _i = setup.NeckwearList[$holderInt].TypeOne>><<if _i == 0>>Normal / None<<elseif _i == 1>>Cute<<elseif _i == 2>>Sexy<<elseif _i == 3>>Bimbo<<elseif _i == 4>>Stylish<<elseif _i == 5>>Pet-Play<<elseif _i == 6>>Degrading<<elseif _i == 7>>ABDL<<elseif _i == 8>>Maid<<elseif _i == 9>>Slave / Fetish<</if>> Neckwear Type Two: <<set _x = setup.NeckwearList[$holderInt].TypeTwo>><<if _x == 0>>Normal / None<<elseif _x == 1>>Cute<<elseif _x == 2>>Sexy<<elseif _x == 3>>Bimbo<<elseif _x == 4>>Stylish<<elseif _x == 5>>Pet-Play<<elseif _x == 6>>Degrading<<elseif _x == 7>>ABDL<<elseif _x == 8>>Maid<<elseif _x == 9>>Slave / Fetish<</if>> <<if $neckwearLocked>>Unable to change neckwear due to lock<<else>><<link `"Put on " + setup.NeckwearIndex[$holderInt] + ""` "Wardrobe Neckwear">><<set $currentNeckwear = setup.NeckwearIndex[$holderInt]>><</link>><</if>> [[Return to selecting neckwear|Wardrobe Neckwear]]

Looking through your wardrobe, you open up the cupboard section you keep all of your headwear and hair accessories in, examining its contents. The cupboard containing neat little sections to keep them all in order, it is easy to keep track of all the headwear and hair accessories you own. Your currently worn headwear or hair accessory: $currentHairAccessory [[Remove headwear or hair accessory?|Wardrobe Headwear][$currentHairAccessory = "None"]] <hr> <<if $mobileView>>Headwear & Hair Accessory Cupboard Contents: <<if $hairAccessories.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide headwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('headwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('headwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('headwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide headwear collection</button><div id="headwear collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $hairAccessories.length; _i++>><<if setup.HeadwearIndex.indexOf($hairAccessories[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.HeadwearIndex.indexOf($hairAccessories[_i])>> <<print setup.HeadwearIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.HeadwearList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.HeadwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Headwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<link `"Put on " + setup.HeadwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Headwear">><<set $currentHairAccessory = setup.HeadwearIndex[_x]>><</link>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $hairAccessories.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide headwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('headwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('headwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('headwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide headwear collection</button><div id="headwear collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Headwear & Hair Accessory Cupboard Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide headwear collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('headwear collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('headwear collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('headwear collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide headwear collection</button><div id="headwear collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Headwear & Hair Accessory Cupboard Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $hairAccessories.length; _i++>><<if setup.HeadwearIndex.indexOf($hairAccessories[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.HeadwearIndex.indexOf($hairAccessories[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.HeadwearIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.HeadwearList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<link `"Examine " + setup.HeadwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Headwear Examine">><<set $holderInt = _x>><</link>> <<link `"Put on " + setup.HeadwearIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Headwear">><<set $currentHairAccessory = setup.HeadwearIndex[_x]>><</link>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.HeadwearList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <hr> [[Finish selecting your headwear and hair accessories|Wardrobe & Makeup]]

<div align="center"><<print setup.ChastityIndex[$holderInt] >> <<print setup.ChastityList[$holderInt].Image>></div> Description: <<print setup.ChastityList[$holderInt].Description>> Coverage: <<set _i = setup.ChastityList[$holderInt].Type>><<if _i == 0>>None<<elseif _i == 1>>Vagina<<elseif _i == 2>>Penis<<elseif _i == 3>>Vagina & Anus<<elseif _i == 4>>Penis & Anus<<elseif _i == 5>>Breast<</if>> <<if setup.ChastityList[$holderInt].Type == 5 && $chastityBreastsLocked>>Chastity irremovable<<elseif setup.ChastityList[$holderInt].Type == 5 && $breastSize <= 0>>Cannot Wear<<elseif setup.ChastityList[$holderInt].Type == 5>><<link `"Put on " + setup.ChastityIndex[$holderInt] + ""` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $chastityBreasts = true>><</link>><<elseif $chastityLocked>>Chastity irremovable<<elseif (setup.ChastityList[$holderInt].Type == 1 || setup.ChastityList[$holderInt].Type == 3) && $penis>>Cannot wear<<elseif (setup.ChastityList[$holderInt].Type == 2 || setup.ChastityList[$holderInt].Type == 4) && !$penis>>Cannot wear<<elseif $currentButtplug != "None" && setup.ChastityList[$holderInt].AnalPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].ButtPlug && setup.ChastityList[$holderInt].AnalPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].VaginalPlug && setup.ChastityList[$holderInt].VaginalPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing vaginal plug<<else>><<link `"Put on " + setup.ChastityIndex[$holderInt] + ""` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentChastity = setup.ChastityIndex[$holderInt]>><<set $chastityLevel = setup.ChastityIndex[$holderInt].Type>><</link>><</if>> [[Return to selecting sexual accessories|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories]]

<div align="center"><<print setup.ButtplugIndex[$holderInt] >> <<print setup.ButtplugList[$holderInt].Image>></div> Description: <<print setup.ButtplugList[$holderInt].Description>> Butt Plug Size: <<set _i = setup.ButtplugList[$holderInt].Size>><<if _i == 0>>Small<<elseif _i == 1>>Medium<<elseif _i == 2>>Large<<elseif _i == 3>>Huge<</if>> <<if setup.ChastityList[setup.ChastityIndex.indexOf($currentChastity)].AnalPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].ButtPlug>>Cannot wear due to existing butt plug<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.ButtplugIndex[$holderInt] + ""` "Wardrobe Sexual Accessories">><<set $currentButtplug = setup.ButtplugIndex[$holderInt]>><</link>><</if>> [[Return to selecting sexual accessories|Wardrobe Sexual Accessories]]

<div align="center"><<print setup.HeadwearIndex[$holderInt] >> <<print setup.HeadwearList[$holderInt].Image>></div> Description: <<print setup.HeadwearList[$holderInt].Description>> Headwear Type One: <<set _i = setup.HeadwearList[$holderInt].TypeOne>><<if _i == 0>>Normal / None<<elseif _i == 1>>Cute<<elseif _i == 2>>Sexy<<elseif _i == 3>>Bimbo<<elseif _i == 4>>Stylish<<elseif _i == 5>>Pet-Play<<elseif _i == 6>>Degrading<<elseif _i == 7>>ABDL<<elseif _i == 8>>Maid<<elseif _i == 9>>Slave / Fetish<</if>> Headwear Type Two: <<set _x = setup.HeadwearList[$holderInt].TypeTwo>><<if _x == 0>>Normal / None<<elseif _x == 1>>Cute<<elseif _x == 2>>Sexy<<elseif _x == 3>>Bimbo<<elseif _x == 4>>Stylish<<elseif _x == 5>>Pet-Play<<elseif _x == 6>>Degrading<<elseif _x == 7>>ABDL<<elseif _x == 8>>Maid<<elseif _x == 9>>Slave / Fetish<</if>> <<link `"Put on " + setup.HeadwearIndex[$holderInt] + ""` "Wardrobe Headwear">><<set $currentHairAccessory = setup.HeadwearIndex[$holderInt]>><</link>> [[Return to selecting headwear & hair accessories|Wardrobe Headwear]]

Exploring the many hallways and smaller rooms of the castle, you hear quiet muffled voices talking from behind an ajar door, just a hint of laughter interspersed throughout. Curious, you open the door, wondering who might be behind it. "Eeee!", two surprised female shrieks sound out, seemingly startled by your sudden entry. Looking to see who you managed to catch unaware, you spot the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry cat-girl Aurora<<else>>black-haired tom-boy Aurora<</if>> and the ever shy red-head Polly wearing her fleecy purple onesie, the pair lying sprawled opposite each other on a bed with a board game between them. Taking a closer glance at the room, you realize it’s probably meant to be a nobles bedroom, complete with a huge four poster bed and ornate wardrobe, decadent drapes covering the majority of the walls. <<if $nonHumanPlay>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraFurryLarge.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraHumanLarge.png]]</div><</if>> Composing herself first of the two, Aurora gives you a small wave, sighing, "You really got me there $firstName. Guess we were pretty wrapped up in things, huh?", her hand pointing towards the rather colourful and complex-looking board she was previously staring at. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PollyLarge.png]]</div> Polly takes a while longer to un-spook herself, eventually saying, "Hi $firstName. Was mean to scare. Play?". As she waits for your reply, she fidgets with a rather threadbare stuffed toy that she places behind her, as if she’s trying to stop you from getting it. Nodding at her ginger companions suggestion, the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry <</if>>tom-boy adds, "That sounds right by me too. You’re welcome to join if you’d want to $firstName. We were just wrapping up this play-though", tapping on the beds covers as a way of confirming their offer for you to join in. Deciding that playing a game with Aurora and Polly would probably be fun, especially as you don’t have anything else planned, you respond, "Sounds good to me, what are we playing". At the same time you begin to clamber up onto the gargantuan bed, the four poster behemoth, at least king-sized if not bigger you’d guess now that you’re getting a closer look, certainly big enough to fit you all and more comfortably. Hands sinking slightly down into the thick covers as you crawl across to them, you’re soon perched on the edge of the game board. Gathered around the complex board game, Aurora explains how the game works. The premise is that the players have to work together to save a fantasy kingdom from a dragon. Each round they can build castle defences, go on quests for magic equipment, defeat monsters, or train heroes. But, as the players move on the dragon takes over more of the map, lowering the players options until it conquers the kingdom or the players defeat it. It’s kind of complex, but the pieces and cards all look cool, and it sounds nice to play with each other rather than against. " And … that’s how you play it", she finishes explaining, adding, Don’t stress it too much if it feels like there is too much to grasp. It’s easier to learn in play anyway. We lost the last playthrough already, didn’t beat enough monsters so the map got swallowed pretty quick", the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>black furred<<else>>black haired<</if>> little obviously excited about giving it another try. More surprisingly, the ever quiet Polly puts one hand in the air and says, "Lets win!", albeit in a rather more subdued tone than her companion. Smiling, you pick out the wizard player piece, placing it in the central castle with Aurora’s knight and Polly’s princess. "Alright, lets see if we can beat Dragons Kingdom!", you enthusiastically whoop, really starting to get psyched up to play it too. It turns out to be a very tough game, with you all thinking you were close to losing at least twice. However, with some well-timed and slightly lucky dragon defences that bought you a few more rounds to prepare, you actually managed to win. The rush from beating the game really was electric, the good mood that washed over all three of you leading into a lot of talking and giggling, even a little of which was from Polly. All in all, you have fun. Chatting away as you play, you soon realize that both Aurora and Polly are good listeners, though Aurora seems more able to keep a conversation going than Polly for sure. After spending time with the pair you begin to get the feeling that the two more laid back little’s work well together, Polly especially seeming more at ease. It’s relaxing, and certainly not what you expected to be doing with your time when you visited the castle, but it was a nice way to spend some time still. <<include [[ABDL Job Castle End]]>>

Making the decision to investigate the eerie and misplaced patch of decaying woodland you begin wandering down the rough dirt trail, the whole situation feeling unnerving to say the least. Sparsely lit by black iron hanging lanterns, the trail winds around disorienting you for a good few minutes of walking, the huge area of trees and dirt you’re travelling through feeling increasingly out of place within the high-tech facility. Weirder still, overhead you see a few crows flying about, the occasional bat interspersed with them, the atmosphere quieter than you might have expected also now you come to think of it. "… he’s so cool!", comments a female voice approaching you from the path ahead of you, the first half of the conversation missed in your distraction. Moments later you spot the person it’s attached to, a cute petite brunette in a rather skimpy succubus costume. Coming in to view beside her as he too rounds that section of path, you spot a man in a werewolf costume that leaves very little to the imagination, a fur loincloth and mantle basically the entire thing. Laughing in agreement, her male companion responds, "Yeah, he’s awesome! Do you think he’s an animatronic, or do you think they really cooked it up in the labs?", the pair rapidly approaching you. Both giving you a friendly nod as they pass, you just about hear the succubus woman comment, Whatever it is, it always looks so cool! Plus with all the outfits and this creepy forest walk, it’s a perfect way to celebrate Pumpkin Day!", the duo disappearing down the path you just walked in high spirits. Travelling a few minutes further in, seeing another small group of other visitors coming your way in the process, this time the group of women all dressed as sexy vampires, you eventually reach the end of the path. Opening up into a large clearing dominated in the center by a furrowed field of pumpkins, spooky scarecrows dot the landscape. Of course though, right in the middle of the pumpkin field is what catches your eye, as you spot what appears to be a 15 foot tall pumpkin with a large Jack-o'-lantern face carved into it, flames dancing within. Approaching closer to the colossal carved pumpkin, what happens next almost makes you collapse in shock. Before your very eyes the pumpkin face begins to contort, the eyes and mouth holes all moving as a booming voice calls out, "Who are you who has come to visit the Pumpkin King! Announce yourself now!", a gout of fire shooting out of its eyes punctuating its last statement. More unnerved than ever, you quickly respond, "My name is $firstName Mr Pumpkin King … um, hi …", nervous as you’re not entirely sure how you’re supposed to talk to a giant talking pumpkin man. The voice booming out once more, the Pumpkin King states, "Welcome to my Pumpkin Court $firstName, are you here for a Pumpkin Day treat from me?, his tone hard to discern whether agreeing to such a thing would be a good thing or not. You begin to nod anxiously, but then decide that it’s probably better to be honest. Instead, you tell the huge pumpkin, "A treat could be nice, but if I’m being perfectly honest I don’t know what Pumpkin Day is. Sorry about that …". His expression becoming slightly more reserved, his tone becoming less overbearing, he sighs, "Guess that can’t be helped then. I’m the Pumpkin King, and every year I pass through the dimensional veil for but a day into your world. On that day people gift me treats to pacify me, and dress up in scary outfits in praise of my magnificent visit", the giant pumpkin pausing for a second and sounding slightly less enthusiastic when he adds, "However, your representatives have already provided the tribute, so mostly I just meet new people. They even provide me with the outfits to hand out, which is what I mean when I say about myself handing out treats". Some questions now answered, but more new ones springing up in their place, you answer, "Oh, that makes sense then. So, I get an outfit from you then?", not waiting long for a response. "Indeed yes. In celebration of my arrival you may select between three wonderous yet spooky outfits. The first I offer unto you is a mummy costume, fashioned of bandages … though they always seem to fall apart and leave way too much on show I must say. The second that I offer thee is a vampire costume … though it has extremely short shorts and no sleeves, which seem rather inconceivable for what a vampire would actually wear. Finally I may give thee a witches costume … which again is extremely short, and what’s with the tacky corset that’s part of it", another sigh leading him into adding, "Look, the outfits just aren’t what they used to be. I’m a glorified labourer handing these all out, not like how it used to be. This just isn’t feeling the way it used to anymore". Taking a moment to recompose himself, the Pumpkin King continues, "I’m being a bit of a mope today, sorry about that. I’m sure the outfits are all fine, they just aren’t what I’m used to seeing. How about a bit of an offer for you. If you pay me 1000 of those points they offer you, then I’ll give you all three of the outfits? They let me cash those in for extra tributes to take back, so we both would benefit from such a deal", leaving it up to you to decide which outfit you’d like for free, or whether you’d like to pay for them all. Do you: [[Choose the mummy outfit|Fetish Hub Festive Pumpkin Main][$holderInt = 1]] [[Choose the vampire outfit|Fetish Hub Festive Pumpkin Main][$holderInt = 2]] [[Choose the witch outfit|Fetish Hub Festive Pumpkin Main][$holderInt = 3]] <<if $ggp < 1000>>Choose them all - 1000 G.G.P - Cannot afford<<else>>[[Choose them all|Fetish Hub Festive Pumpkin Main][$holderInt = 4; $ggp -= 1000]] - 1000 G.G.P<</if>>

<<if $holderInt == 1>><<addToWardrobe "Sexy Mummy Costume">>Deciding to pick the mummy costume, you tell the Pumpkin King, "Can I have the mummy one please?". Watching with awe, you see the giant pumpkin extend a massive prehensile vine out of the ground and behind itself, returning soon with a bundle of cloth that it brings closer to you. The talking pumpkin man stating, "Here you go, I bequeath unto thee a spooky mummy outfit so that you may scare people in my name", as you unwrap the outfit to examine it, finding it to indeed be composed of wrapped bandages somehow fixed together so that it can be put on quickly.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>><<addToWardrobe "Sexy Vampire Costume">>Deciding to pick the vampire costume, you tell the Pumpkin King, "Can I have the vampire one please?". Watching with awe, you see the giant pumpkin extend a massive prehensile vine out of the ground and behind itself, returning soon with a bundle of cloth that it brings closer to you. The talking pumpkin man stating, "Here you go, I bequeath unto thee a spooky vampire outfit so that you may scare people in my name", as you unwrap the outfit to examine it, finding it to indeed be composed of a cape, a sleeveless waistcoat-like top, and a pair of exceedingly short shorts.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>><<addToWardrobe "Sexy Witch Costume">>Deciding to pick the witch costume, you tell the Pumpkin King, "Can I have the witch one please?". Watching with awe, you see the giant pumpkin extend a massive prehensile vine out of the ground and behind itself, returning soon with a bundle of cloth that it brings closer to you. The talking pumpkin man stating, "Here you go, I bequeath unto thee a spooky witch outfit so that you may scare people in my name", as you unwrap the outfit to examine it, finding it to indeed be a rather skimpy dress and corset combination that is so short you’d probably only just be able to hide your genitals.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>><<addToWardrobe "Sexy Mummy Costume">><<addToWardrobe "Sexy Vampire Costume">><<addToWardrobe "Sexy Witch Costume">>Deciding to pick all three, you tell the Pumpkin King, "Can I have them all please?". Watching with awe, you see the giant pumpkin extend a massive prehensile vine out of the ground and behind itself, returning soon with a large bundle of cloth that it brings closer to you. The talking pumpkin man stating, "Here you go, I bequeath unto thee a spooky mummy outfit, a spooky vampire outfit, and a spooky witch outfit, so that you may scare people in my name", adding at the end in a quieter and more subdued tone, "The matter of payment will be sorted out later, don’t worry about it". Meanwhile, you begin to unwrap the outfits to examine them. The first you find to indeed be composed of wrapped bandages somehow fixed together so that it can be put on quickly, though from what you can see it suspiciously doesn’t cover anywhere important. The second is a vampire outfit composed of a cape, a sleeveless waistcoat-like top, and a pair of exceedingly short shorts. Finally, the third is a rather skimpy witches dress and corset combination that is so short you’d probably only just be able to hide your genitals. Still, you did get all three as promised.<</if>> Saying, "Thank you Pumpkin King", to the massive strange entity, you ready yourself to leave, though can’t help but wonder out loud as you do, "It was nice meeting you. Wonder why people dress up for you? And what sort of tribute you used to get?". A rumbling laugh coming from behind you as begin walking, you turn to see the Pumpkin King with an amused expression on his cut out face, "They would dress up to scare me off, though I always found it more amusing than scary. Makes sense though that they wanted rid of me, I did eat quite a lot of them before they started providing me tribute". Now feeling increasingly uncomfortable, you ask, "W…what kind of tribute do they give you now?", the sentient pumpkin entity grinning. "Sugary treats taste much better". Making your mind up not to dawdle alone with a giant, possibly carnivorous, pumpkin creature, you quickly depart with your new <<if $holderInt == 4>>outfits<<else>>outfit<</if>>. Your trip out of the pumpkin patch and back down the dirt path is mostly uneventful, though much spookier now with everything you know. You can’t be sure whether the Pumpkin King was real or a very complex animatronic, but happy to not be the one to find out you leave hastily. Blinking against the bright light of the regular facility as you emerge from the dying woods, you [[return to wandering through the fetish services plaza|Fetish Hub]].

<<addToButtplug "Cow Tail Butt Plug">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a rack with pet-tails upon it, you select for yourself a Cow Tail Butt Plug, bringing it over to the till to process. "That’s … um, well it’s very p…pretty. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. So squishy, you’re l…lucky to find such a nice one. Hucows are … are kinda sweet, they’re so sl…sleepy and always happy to see you. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, she finally hands you the bag, smiling at you awkwardly. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Cow Tail Butt Plug">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Cow Tail Butt Plug that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. What’s not to like about a cow tail for your butt, so swishy. You’re not even wearing it yet and it’s swishy. It’ll feel great, and everyone will be able to tell that you’re super kinky! I don’t go anywhere without one of my plugs in, I just love the stretch of it, but mine’s a boring non-obvious one. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a naughty hucow discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Blue Gem Butt Plug">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Blue Gem Butt Plug that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. What’s not to like about a sparkly gem for your butt, so flashy. It’ll feel great, but with something this kinky you need to match it up with something revealing enough to show it off! I don’t go anywhere without one of my plugs in, I just love the stretch of it, but mine’s a boring non-obvious one. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a naughty & plugged discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Green Gem Butt Plug">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Green Gem Butt Plug that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. What’s not to like about a sparkly gem for your butt, so flashy. It’ll feel great, but with something this kinky you need to match it up with something revealing enough to show it off! I don’t go anywhere without one of my plugs in, I just love the stretch of it, but mine’s a boring non-obvious one. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a naughty & plugged discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Pink Gem Butt Plug">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Pink Gem Butt Plug that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. What’s not to like about a sparkly gem for your butt, so flashy. It’ll feel great, but with something this kinky you need to match it up with something revealing enough to show it off! I don’t go anywhere without one of my plugs in, I just love the stretch of it, but mine’s a boring non-obvious one. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a naughty & plugged discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Small Rubber Butt Plug">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Small Rubber Butt Plug that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. What’s not to like about a rubber bung for your butt, so wobbly. It’ll feel great, but with something this kinky you need to match it up with something revealing enough to show it off! I don’t go anywhere without one of my plugs in, I just love the stretch of it, but mine’s a boring non-obvious one. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a naughty & plugged discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Metal Ringed Butt Plug">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Metal Ringed Butt Plug that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. What’s not to like about a metal plug for your butt, so cold, and with that ring you can pull it out real quick. It’ll feel great, but with something this kinky you need to match it up with something revealing enough to show it off! I don’t go anywhere without one of my plugs in, I just love the stretch of it, but mine’s a boring non-obvious one. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a naughty & plugged discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Medium Rubber Butt Plug">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Medium Rubber Butt Plug that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. What’s not to like about a rubber bung for your butt, so wobbly. It’ll feel great, but with something this kinky you need to match it up with something revealing enough to show it off! I don’t go anywhere without one of my plugs in, I just love the stretch of it, but mine’s a boring non-obvious one. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a naughty & plugged discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToButtplug "Large Rubber Butt Plug">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a Large Rubber Butt Plug that catches your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Wowzers, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. What’s not to like about a rubber bung for your butt, so wobbly. It’ll feel great, but with something this kinky you need to match it up with something revealing enough to show it off! I don’t go anywhere without one of my plugs in, I just love the stretch of it, but mine’s a boring non-obvious one. Amazeballs. You’ll have to come back sometime and give me a demo, maybe we can figure out a naughty & plugged discount. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

"I’m just going to take a look around. That’s cool, right?", you inform Brian, looking around at the various outfits on display. Raising his hand to make sure you know he’s heard you, the clumsy red-head responds, "Understood. Good luck finding something you like, please let me know if you need any help", the man watching you nervously, likely hoping you buy a big selection of new outfits to help him with his quota. Taking a closer look at what the store offers, it does seem that store is primarily split between decent quality casual clothing and office appropriate business wear. It all looks fine, and not too badly priced, though given the annoying pop-music loop in the background and the dreary shopfront you can understand why the place is relatively quiet in terms of customers. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide casual clothes options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('casual clothes') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('casual clothes') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('casual clothes') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide casual clothes options</button><div id="casual clothes" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[159] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black T-Shirt And Grey Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[159].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[159] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 159>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black T-Shirt And Grey Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black T-Shirt And Grey Pants|Wicked Cheap Black T-Shirt And Grey Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[159].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[160] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green T-Shirt And Brown Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[160].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[160] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 160>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Green T-Shirt And Brown Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Green T-Shirt And Brown Pants|Wicked Green T-Shirt And Brown Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[160].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[161] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Grey T-Shirt And Blue Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[161].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[161] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 161>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Grey T-Shirt And Blue Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Grey T-Shirt And Blue Pants|Wicked Cheap Grey T-Shirt And Blue Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[161].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[162] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink T-Shirt And Blue Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[162].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[162] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 162>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink T-Shirt And Blue Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink T-Shirt And Blue Pants|Wicked Cheap Pink T-Shirt And Blue Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[162].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[163] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White T-Shirt And Grey Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[163].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[163] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 163>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White T-Shirt And Grey Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White T-Shirt And Grey Pants|Wicked Cheap White T-Shirt And Grey Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[163].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[136] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Anime T-Shirt And Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[136].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[136] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 136>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Anime T-Shirt And Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Anime T-Shirt And Pants|Wicked Cheap Anime T-Shirt And Pants][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[136].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[137] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Anime T-Shirt And Skirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[137].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[137] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 137>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Anime T-Shirt And Skirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Anime T-Shirt And Skirt|Wicked Cheap Anime T-Shirt And Skirt][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[137].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[139] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Band T-Shirt And Miniskirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[139].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[139] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 139>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Band T-Shirt And Miniskirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Band T-Shirt And Miniskirt|Wicked Cheap Band T-Shirt And Miniskirt][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[139].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[140] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Band T-Shirt And Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[140].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[140] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 140>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Band T-Shirt And Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Band T-Shirt And Pants|Wicked Cheap Band T-Shirt And Pants][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[140].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[169] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Facility T-Shirt And Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[169].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[169] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 169>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Facility T-Shirt And Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Facility T-Shirt And Pants|Wicked Cheap Facility T-Shirt And Pants][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[169].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[170] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Facility T-Shirt And Skirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[170].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[170] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 170>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Facility T-Shirt And Skirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Facility T-Shirt And Skirt|Wicked Cheap Facility T-Shirt And Skirt][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[170].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[175] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Unicorn T-Shirt And Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[175].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[175] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 175>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Unicorn T-Shirt And Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Unicorn T-Shirt And Pants|Wicked Cheap Unicorn T-Shirt And Pants][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[175].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[176] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Unicorn T-Shirt And Skirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[176].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[176] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 176>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Unicorn T-Shirt And Skirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Unicorn T-Shirt And Skirt|Wicked Cheap Unicorn T-Shirt And Skirt][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[176].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[171] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Orange And White Striped Sweater With Grey Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[171].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[171] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 171>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Orange And White Striped Sweater With Grey Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Orange And White Striped Sweater With Grey Pants|Wicked Cheap Orange And White Striped Sweater With Grey Pants][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[171].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[172] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red T-Shirt And Shorts") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[172].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[172] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 172>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Red T-Shirt And Shorts") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red T-Shirt And Shorts|Wicked Cheap Red T-Shirt And Shorts][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[172].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[173] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Striped Tank Top And Shirt With Dungarees") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[173].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[173] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 173>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Striped Tank Top And Shirt With Dungarees") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Striped Tank Top And Shirt With Dungarees|Wicked Cheap Striped Tank Top And Shirt With Dungarees][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[173].Image>></div></td></tr><<if $exhibitionismSkill >=1>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[145] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[145].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[145] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 145>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Pants|Wicked Cheap Black Pants][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[145].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[146] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Brown Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[146].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[146] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 146>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Brown Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Brown Pants|Wicked Cheap Brown Pants][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[146].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[147] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Dark Blue Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[147].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[147] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 147>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Dark Blue Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Dark Blue Pants|Wicked Cheap Dark Blue Pants][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[147].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[148] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Grey Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[148].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[148] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 148>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Grey Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Grey Pants|Wicked Cheap Grey Pants][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[148].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[135] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Anime T-Shirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[135].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[135] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 135>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Anime T-Shirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Anime T-Shirt|Wicked Cheap Anime T-Shirt][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[135].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[138] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Band T-Shirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[138].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[138] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 138>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Band T-Shirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Band T-Shirt|Wicked Cheap Band T-Shirt][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[138].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[168] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Facility T-Shirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[168].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[168] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 168>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Facility T-Shirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Facility T-Shirt|Wicked Cheap Facility T-Shirt][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[168].Image>></div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[174] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Unicorn T-Shirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[174].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[174] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 174>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Unicorn T-Shirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Unicorn T-Shirt|Wicked Cheap Unicorn T-Shirt][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[174].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide business wear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('business clothes') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('business clothes') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('business clothes') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide business wear options</button><div id="business clothes" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[141] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Blouse And Grey Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[141].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[141] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 141>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Blouse And Grey Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Blouse And Grey Pants|Wicked Cheap Black Blouse And Grey Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[141].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[142] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Blouse And Beige Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[142].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[142] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 142>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Blouse And Beige Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Blouse And Beige Pants|Wicked Cheap Blue Blouse And Beige Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[142].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[143] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Blouse And Grey Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[143].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[143] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 143>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Blouse And Grey Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Blouse And Grey Pants|Wicked Cheap Pink Blouse And Grey Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[143].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[144] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Blouse And Black Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[144].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[144] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 144>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Blouse And Black Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Blouse And Black Pants|Wicked Cheap White Blouse And Black Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[144].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[149] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Shirt And Grey Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[149].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[149] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 149>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Shirt And Grey Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Shirt And Grey Pants|Wicked Cheap Black Shirt And Grey Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[149].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[150] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Shirt And Grey Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[150].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[150] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 150>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Shirt And Grey Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Shirt And Grey Pants|Wicked Cheap Blue Shirt And Grey Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[150].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[151] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Shirt And Blue Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[151].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[151] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 151>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Shirt And Blue Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Shirt And Blue Pants|Wicked Cheap Pink Shirt And Blue Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[151].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[152] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Shirt And Black Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[152].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[152] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 152>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Shirt And Black Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Shirt And Black Pants|Wicked Cheap White Shirt And Black Pants][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[152].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[164] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Blouse And Blue Skirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[164].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[164] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 164>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Blouse And Blue Skirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Blouse And Blue Skirt|Wicked Cheap Blue Blouse And Blue Skirt][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[164].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[165] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Blouse And Grey Skirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[165].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[165] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 165>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Blouse And Grey Skirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Blouse And Grey Skirt|Wicked Cheap Pink Blouse And Grey Skirt][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[165].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[166] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Blouse And Black Skirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[166].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[166] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 166>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Purple Blouse And Black Skirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Blouse And Black Skirt|Wicked Cheap Purple Blouse And Black Skirt][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[166].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[167] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Blouse And Black Skirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[167].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[167] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 167>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Blouse And Black Skirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Blouse And Black Skirt|Wicked Cheap White Blouse And Black Skirt][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[167].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[153] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Suit And Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[153].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[153] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 153>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Suit And Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Suit And Pants|Wicked Cheap Black Suit And Pants][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[153].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[154] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Suit And Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[154].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[154] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 154>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Suit And Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Suit And Pants|Wicked Cheap Blue Suit And Pants][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[154].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[155] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Brown Suit And Pants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[155].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[155] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 155>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Brown Suit And Pants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Brown Suit And Pants|Wicked Cheap Brown Suit And Pants][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[155].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[156] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Suit And Skirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[156].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[156] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 156>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Black Suit And Skirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Suit And Skirt|Wicked Cheap Black Suit And Skirt][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[156].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[157] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Suit And Skirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[157].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[157] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 157>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Blue Suit And Skirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Suit And Skirt|Wicked Cheap Blue Suit And Skirt][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[157].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[158] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Brown Suit And Skirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[158].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[158] + ""` "Wicked Cheap Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 158>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Brown Suit And Skirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Brown Suit And Skirt|Wicked Cheap Brown Suit And Skirt][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[158].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div> [[Finish looking at the shop's stock|Wicked Cheap]]

As you approach the black and dull gold store, a large sign out front marks it as, "Wicked Cheap – Reasonably Cheap Clothing", a small devil-like mascot worked into the logo. For the most part though the storefront is rather dull, huge blacked out windows with the golden logo emblazoned on them with tiny frames comprising almost the entirety of the display. In fact, even the double automatic doors for the store are designed like this, their own glass panels blacked out with the logo printed prominently on them. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/WickedCheap.png]]</div> The automatic doors opening as you approach, you peer into the store. Other than having a black tiled floor and the same colour scheme as outside, the store is relatively normal. Mannequins display various rather generic-looking outfits, whilst shelves and racks contain a substantial quantity of clothing. As a rather irritatingly catchy five-second loop of pop music plays in the background, you notice the section with tills in the back, a few changing rooms clustered in one corner. As for the stores merchandise, the outfits are split into two distinct sections, one catering to more casualwear, whilst the other contains office wear and more formal clothing. Behind the counter you see an anxious looking man standing at about 5 foot 7. With medium length slightly unkempt dark red hair, and the collar on his white shirt crumpled up, you get the impression that he’s pretty disorganised, though his orangey-brown sweater makes him look a little more presentable. <<if visited()>1>>Having had previous interactions with him, you of course know him to be Brian, the clumsy and perpetually nervous store manager.<</if>> <<if visited()<=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BrianLarge.png]]</div>Seeing you, the ginger guy rushes over to you, picking up an armful of t-shirts on the way. "Hi … hello. Welcome to … Rea... I mean Wicked Cheap. Buy a t-shirt, or maybe twelve … everyone needs a t-shirt, one for every day of the week. Wait! I mean that would … you’d have more than enough for one every day. Right, buy ten, um, get two free … am I allowed to do that …", the shop salesman squeaks, a panicked expression plainly plastered across his face. Trying to unpack everything he’s just said, you take a moment before responding, "Hi? I think I’m good, I’ll just look around. Don’t worry about me", adding after another moments thought, "Are you okay?". Now beginning to sweat, half of the t-shirts falling off of the heap in his arms, the man answers, "Me? I’m fine … sure … I mean …", a deep weary sigh breaking his statement apart, "I’m sorry, I have these ridiculous quotas to fill and my boss is kind of … full on. With the amount of people who come in I have to sell … well, basically this stack of shirts wouldn’t be enough. But, it’s kind of dick-ish for me to spring on you like that. Sorry". Seeing that he’s now calmed down a little, you decide to continue your conversation a little, curious over why he’s so worked up. As such, you ask, "Hey, no worries. But why get so worked up? Can’t you just talk to your boss and get the quota’s knocked down if they’re so unreasonable?", getting the impression that maybe there’s more going on than meets the eye. Scratching the back of his neck, in process losing the last of the t-shirts, the clumsy shopworker you’re conversing with says, "Well … it’s … not really that easy. You see … I, well I don’t exactly know who my boss is. It’s kind of weird okay, but … you see … I just kind of get video messages from them, or the occasional call. I’ve never seen their face, as they use the store mascot image as their message screen, and I … well, I don’t think the voice is their real voice. I guess I don’t even know if my boss is male or female … instead I just get work demands", the information he’s sharing obviously unnerving him as he explains the situation. Seeing why he might be nervous given the circumstances, you question him back, "Then why work here? Sounds like it’s a pretty rough job … I don’t think we’ve shared names, I’m $firstName". Looking increasingly embarrassed, your conversational partner begins hastily picking up the t-shirts he dropped, "Oh, sorry about that, I’m Brian, nice to meet you $firstName. As for the job … well, it does pay pretty well … if I make the targets. Look, the mysterious boss situation creeps me out, but they did say some pretty nice things when they hired me. They said I was a rising star in the business section, and a talent they wanted to cultivate and own … I don’t really get it, but why would they headhunt someone for cushy job if it wasn’t true? I mean I have my qualifications, I co-ran an online businesses selling custom clothing, it makes sense that I’d get offered a good lower management job with benefits to start with", a hint of confidence entering the tone of his words. Feeling that the whole thing still sounds suspicious, but getting the impression that you’re not going to get any further information out of him even if you wanted to, you say, "Sounds like you have things pretty sorted out then. You just need to find a way to bring more people into the store", trying to be positive. Once more sinking into exhausted disappointment, Brian merely answers, "Yeah …", his expression making it clear that he doesn’t think that is likely. Watching on for a moment, you see him picking up the t-shirts. Weirdly, despite not having seen it before, the t-shirts he dropped now appear to have landed in an oily puddle, in effect ruining them all. Frustration, anxiety, and concern all obviously passing over Brian’s face as he begins to take the shirts away to be thrown away, you can’t help but think that the string of bad luck he faces is unusual to say the least. However, for now you contemplate what you want to look at, the annoying pop-music loop in the background already giving you a headache.<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BrianSmall.png]]</div> Seeing you, the nervous red-head springs over to you, almost slipping in the process, quickly saying, "Hi $firstName! Are you here to buy something? That would, you know, really help me out!", a not unexpected flustered and panicked tone in his voice. Knowing about his excessive work quotas and not wanting to sound negative, you respond, "Hey Brian. How are things? Probably just browsing, but you never know maybe I’ll see something I like". "That makes sense", Brian answers, looking a little more dejected, "If you need any help just let me know and I’ll do anything it takes to make you a happy customer". Watching as he quickly gets distracted by cleaning up a disorganized display stand that as if one cue falls over, you try to decide what you want to look at. At the same time the annoying pop-music loop in the background is already giving you a headache.<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stores merchandise|Wicked Cheap Stock]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<addToWardrobe "Black T-Shirt And Grey Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Black T-Shirt And Grey Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, those look comfy. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Green T-Shirt And Brown Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Green T-Shirt And Brown Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, those look comfy. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Grey T-Shirt And Blue Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Grey T-Shirt And Blue Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, those look comfy. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink T-Shirt And Blue Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Pink T-Shirt And Blue Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, those look comfy. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "White T-Shirt And Grey Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a White T-Shirt And Grey Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, those look comfy. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Anime T-Shirt And Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Anime T-Shirt And Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, it’s a great show. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Anime T-Shirt And Skirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Anime T-Shirt And Skirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, it’s a great show. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Band T-Shirt And Miniskirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Band T-Shirt And Miniskirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, I love that band. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Band T-Shirt And Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Band T-Shirt And Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, I love that band. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Facility T-Shirt And Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Facility T-Shirt And Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, the Center prints those and sends them to us, top quality merchandise. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Facility T-Shirt And Skirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Facility T-Shirt And Skirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, the Center prints those and sends them to us, top quality merchandise. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Unicorn T-Shirt And Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Unicorn T-Shirt And Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, it’s very pretty. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Unicorn T-Shirt And Skirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Unicorn T-Shirt And Skirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, it’s very pretty. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Orange And White Striped Sweater With Grey Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Orange And White Striped Sweater With Grey Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks comfortable. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Red T-Shirt And Shorts">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Red T-Shirt And Shorts, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks comfortable. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Striped Tank Top And Shirt With Dungarees">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Striped Tank Top And Shirt With Dungarees, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks comfortable. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a pair of Black Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, but are you sure you wouldn’t like a shirt to go with it. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Brown Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a pair of Brown Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, but are you sure you wouldn’t like a shirt to go with it. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Dark Blue Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a pair of Dark Blue Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, but are you sure you wouldn’t like a shirt to go with it. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Grey Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a pair of Grey Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, but are you sure you wouldn’t like a shirt to go with it. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Anime T-Shirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Anime T-Shirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, but are you sure you wouldn’t like some pants to go with it. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Band T-Shirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Band T-Shirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, but are you sure you wouldn’t like some pants to go with it. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Facility T-Shirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Facility T-Shirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, but are you sure you wouldn’t like some pants to go with it. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Unicorn T-Shirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Unicorn T-Shirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, but are you sure you wouldn’t like some pants to go with it. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Blouse And Grey Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Black Blouse And Grey Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks nice. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Blouse And Beige Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Blue Blouse And Beige Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks nice. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Blouse And Grey Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Pink Blouse And Grey Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks nice. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "White Blouse And Black Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a White Blouse And Black Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks nice. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Shirt And Grey Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Black Shirt And Grey Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks nice. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Shirt And Grey Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Blue Shirt And Grey Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks nice. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Shirt And Blue Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Pink Shirt And Blue Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks nice. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "White Shirt And Black Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a White Shirt And Black Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks nice. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Blouse And Blue Skirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Blue Blouse And Blue Skirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks nice. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Blouse And Grey Skirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Pink Blouse And Grey Skirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks nice. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Purple Blouse And Black Skirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Purple Blouse And Black Skirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks nice. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "White Blouse And Black Skirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a White Blouse And Black Skirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks nice. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Suit And Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Black Suit And Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks stylish. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Suit And Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Blue Suit And Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks stylish. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Brown Suit And Pants">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Brown Suit And Pants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks stylish. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Black Suit And Skirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Black Suit And Skirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks stylish. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Blue Suit And Skirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Blue Suit And Skirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks stylish. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Brown Suit And Skirt">>Wandering the well-lit but slightly disorganized isles of the store, you see that there are a huge amount of different outfits on display. All the while Brian watches on with a nervous disposition, obviously hoping that you’ll find something you like. The clothing itself all looks fine, mainly relatively normal outfits, made of a decent enough quality that you don’t suspect them to break too easily. Eventually though, coming across a set of clothing shelves that are filled to the brim, you select for yourself a Brown Suit And Skirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Wonderful! Thank you, thank you. I’ll get that checked out for you right away. A good choice, looks stylish. Yes, thanks again for shopping with Wicked Cheap, please come again", the clumsy red-head comments as he begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys as a loud beeping sound plays every time he gets it wrong. It takes slightly longer than comfortable for him to successfully find the pricing on your chosen product, even longer than that still to actually get the funds to process as the computer seems to reject the transfer multiple times. However, Brian eventually manages to complete his task, all the while frustratedly whispering, "Sorry, it’s really finicky". Fumbling as he places your purchase into a shopping bag with the Wicked Cheap logo on the side, almost knocking it to the floor as he places it back on the counter for you. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Wicked Cheap Stock]].

Telling the siblings, "Think I’ll take a look at the outfits section. That’s cool, right?", you see Thad groan and Bree grin, almost as if convincing customers to look in their respective sections is some kind of game between the pair of them. Swishing her hair victoriously, the stylish brunette responds, "We have some wonderful new bikinis in stock over in the corner, and if those aren’t to your liking we have dresses, casualwear, a few pieces of nightwear, and some nice uniforms for various occupations. I’ll be here if you need me, I’m always happy to offer a second opinion. Remember also that we offer personal shopper services if you’re having a hard time deciding on what suits you", her demeanour much more upbeat and peppy whilst she’s talking to you than when she’s dealing with her brother. Now exploring what the store offers, at least in terms of the outfits it has on sale, it does appear that the shop offers a wide variety of different clothing types. Though it is also notable that they are almost all pink in colour, and everything certainly has a feminine and often somewhat sexually explicit design to it. It all looks high quality, though priced appropriately given that you’re browsing fashionable clothing. All the while upbeat bubble-gum pop music plays in the background, which when combined with the pink décor makes the store a pleasure to shop in. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide outfit options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clothes') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide outfit options</button><div id="clothes" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[187] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Crop Top And Pink Hotpants") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[187].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[187] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 187>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("White Crop Top And Pink Hotpants") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Crop Top And Pink Hotpants|Pink Outpost White Crop Top And Pink Hotpants][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[187].Image>></div></td></tr><<if $exhibitionismSkill >=1>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[184] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Revealing Bimbo Top") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[184].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[184] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 184>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Revealing Bimbo Top") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Revealing Bimbo Top|Pink Outpost Revealing Bimbo Top][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[184].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[183] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Tie Front Crop Top And Microskirt") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[183].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[183] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 183>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Tie Front Crop Top And Microskirt") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Tie Front Crop Top And Microskirt|Pink Outpost Pink Tie Front Crop Top And Microskirt][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[183].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[185] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Sexy Pink Schoolgirl Outfit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[185].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[185] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 185>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Sexy Pink Schoolgirl Outfit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Sexy Pink Schoolgirl Outfit|Pink Outpost Sexy Pink Schoolgirl Outfit][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[185].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[181] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Cheerleader Outfit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[181].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[181] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 181>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Cheerleader Outfit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Cheerleader Outfit|Pink Outpost Pink Cheerleader Outfit][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[181].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[186] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Slutty Pink Cheerleader Outfit") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[186].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[186] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 186>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Slutty Pink Cheerleader Outfit") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Slutty Pink Cheerleader Outfit|Pink Outpost Slutty Pink Cheerleader Outfit][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[186].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[178] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Lacy Pink And White Teddy") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[178].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[178] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 178>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Lacy Pink And White Teddy") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lacy Pink And White Teddy|Pink Outpost Lacy Pink And White Teddy][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[178].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[180] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Metallic Pink Bikini") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[180].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[180] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 180>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Metallic Pink Bikini") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Metallic Pink Bikini|Pink Outpost Metallic Pink Bikini][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[180].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[182] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Sleeveless Latex Bodycon Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[182].Description>> Price: 900 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[182] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 182>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Pink Sleeveless Latex Bodycon Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <900>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Sleeveless Latex Bodycon Dress|Pink Outpost Pink Sleeveless Latex Bodycon Dress][$ggp -= 900]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[182].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.OutfitIndex[179] >><<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Lacy Revealing Pink And White Dress") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.OutfitList[179].Description>> Price: 900 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.OutfitIndex[179] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 179>><</link>> <<if $wardrobe.indexOf("Lacy Revealing Pink And White Dress") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <900>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Lacy Revealing Pink And White Dress|Pink Outpost Lacy Revealing Pink And White Dress][$ggp -= 900]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.OutfitList[179].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div> [[Finish looking at the shop's outfit stock|Pink Outpost]]

TBD

Telling the siblings, "Think I’ll take a look at the accessories and underwear section. That’s cool, right?", you see Thad grin and Bree scowl at him, almost as if convincing customers to look in their respective sections is some kind of game between the pair of them. Flexing his muscles victoriously, the masculine brunette responds, "Fuckin’ rad choice dude. Let’s get you some hot chick stuff! We got panties, chokers, and other stuff too. You want me to pick out some slutty panties for y…", his sister grabbing the back of his shorts and pulling hard to get him to be quiet on the last matter. Now exploring what the store offers, at least in terms of the underwear and accessories it has on sale, it does appear that the shop offers a wide variety of different options. Though it is also notable that they are almost all pink in colour, or at least extremely feminine and, often also being somewhat sexually explicit in design. It all looks high quality, though priced appropriately given that you’re browsing fashionable clothing accessories and underwear. All the while upbeat bubble-gum pop music plays in the background, which when combined with the pink décor makes the store a pleasure to shop in. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide underwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('underwear') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide underwear options</button><div id="underwear" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="underwearTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[42] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Metallic Black G-String") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[42].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[42] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 42>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Metallic Black G-String") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Metallic Black G-String|Pink Outpost Metallic Black G-String][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="underwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[42].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="underwearTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[43] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Metallic Purple G-String") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[43].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[43] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 43>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Metallic Purple G-String") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Metallic Purple G-String|Pink Outpost Metallic Purple G-String][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="underwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[43].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="underwearTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[44] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Metallic Red G-String") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[44].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[44] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 44>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Metallic Red G-String") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Metallic Red G-String|Pink Outpost Metallic Red G-String][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="underwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[44].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="underwearTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[45] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Metallic Silver G-String") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[45].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[45] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 45>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Metallic Silver G-String") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Metallic Silver G-String|Pink Outpost Metallic Silver G-String][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="underwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[45].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="underwearTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[46] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Black ‘Slut’ G-String") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[46].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[46] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 46>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Black ‘Slut’ G-String") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black ‘Slut’ G-String|Pink Outpost Black ‘Slut’ G-String][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="underwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[46].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="underwearTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[47] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Pink ‘Yummy’ G-String") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[47].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[47] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 47>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Pink ‘Yummy’ G-String") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink ‘Yummy’ G-String|Pink Outpost Pink ‘Yummy’ G-String][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="underwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[47].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="underwearTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[48] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Red ‘Juicy’ G-String") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[48].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[48] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 48>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Red ‘Juicy’ G-String") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red ‘Juicy’ G-String|Pink Outpost Red ‘Juicy’ G-String][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="underwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[48].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="underwearTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[49] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("White ‘Bimbo’ G-String") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[49].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[49] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 49>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("White ‘Bimbo’ G-String") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White ‘Bimbo’ G-String|Pink Outpost White ‘Bimbo’ G-String][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="underwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[49].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="underwearTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[38] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Lace Thong") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[38].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[38] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 38>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Black Lace Thong") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Lace Thong|Pink Outpost Black Lace Thong][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="underwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[38].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="underwearTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[39] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Purple Lace Thong") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[39].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[39] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 39>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Purple Lace Thong") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Lace Thong|Pink Outpost Purple Lace Thong][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="underwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[39].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="underwearTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[40] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("Red Lace Thong") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[40].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[40] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 40>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("Red Lace Thong") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Red Lace Thong|Pink Outpost Red Lace Thong][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="underwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[40].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="underwearTableFirst"><<print setup.UnderwearIndex[41] >><<if $underwear.indexOf("White Lace Thong") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UnderwearList[41].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<link `"Examine " + setup.UnderwearIndex[41] + ""` "Pink Outpost Outfit Examine">><<set $holderInt = 41>><</link>> <<if $underwear.indexOf("White Lace Thong") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase White Lace Thong|Pink Outpost White Lace Thong][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="underwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.UnderwearList[41].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div> <button title="Click to show/hide neckwear options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('neckwear') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('neckwear') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('neckwear') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide neckwear options</button><div id="neckwear" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="neckwearTableFirst"><<print setup.NeckwearIndex[41] >><<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Bimbo Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NeckwearList[41].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Bimbo Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Bimbo Choker|Pink Outpost Pink Bimbo Choker][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="neckwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.NeckwearList[41].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="neckwearTableFirst"><<print setup.NeckwearIndex[43] >><<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Princess Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NeckwearList[43].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Princess Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Princess Choker|Pink Outpost Pink Princess Choker][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="neckwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.NeckwearList[43].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="neckwearTableFirst"><<print setup.NeckwearIndex[44] >><<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Slut Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NeckwearList[44].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Slut Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Slut Choker|Pink Outpost Pink Slut Choker][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="neckwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.NeckwearList[44].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="neckwearTableFirst"><<print setup.NeckwearIndex[42] >><<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Bimbo Whore Collar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NeckwearList[42].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Pink Bimbo Whore Collar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Bimbo Whore Collar|Pink Outpost Pink Bimbo Whore Collar][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="neckwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.NeckwearList[42].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="neckwearTableFirst"><<print setup.NeckwearIndex[40] >><<if $neckwear.indexOf("Chunky Rhinestone Choker") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NeckwearList[40].Description>> Price: 800 G.G.P <<if $neckwear.indexOf("Chunky Rhinestone Choker") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <800>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Chunky Rhinestone Choker|Pink Outpost Chunky Rhinestone Choker][$ggp -= 800]]<</if>></td><td class="neckwearTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallOutfitImage"><<print setup.NeckwearList[40].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div> [[Finish looking at the shop's accessories stock|Pink Outpost]]

As you approach the glittering pink open-front store, a huge banner sign across the front marks it as, "Pink Outpost – Exceptionally Pink Clothes & Accessories", a cute silhouette bunny rabbit image sitting above it. At a glance the place looks excessively pink, but whoever put it together certainly has style, trendy pop-art sculptures and topiaries arranged out front, all of which of course are coloured various shades of pink. You can also hear extremely girly bubble-gum pop music playing from within, though it thankfully isn’t too loud as to be a nuisance. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/PinkOutpost.png]]</div> Wandering into the store, you begin to get a closer look at the overtly feminine store. Floored with an alternating white and pink tile, and with bubble-gum pink walls, if anything the inside is even more girly than the outside. Meanwhile, display mannequins, clothing racks, and a plethora of shelves, all show off the extremely feminine, girly, and mostly pink collection of clothing and accessories that the store has to offer. It’s actually a little surprising just how many different girly items them have on offer, selling outfits, underwear, neckwear, jewellery, and much more. Lastly you note that the till counter is separated, one half marked for outfit sales, and the other for everything else. Behind the counter to your right you see a beautiful brunette woman standing at 5 foot 7. Her below-the-shoulder length hair styled with a slight wave, combined with having a healthy shine to it, makes her look exceedingly stylish. Adding on to that striking green eyes and thick sensual lips, it would be hard not to consider her stunningly gorgeous. Finishing her look off with a white neck scarf with black polka dots, and a white summer dress with sunflowers on it. <<if visited()>1>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Bree, the wealthy socialite co-owner of the store.<</if>> Meanwhile, manning the counter to the left is a ripped brunette man who is about 6 foot 4 in height. His short brown hair hidden under a blue baseball cap, it’s a bit of strange look but he pulls it off. His green eyes matching the ones of the woman beside him, along with their similar hair colour, you do spot a resemblance, although when it comes to how masculine he looks in comparison they are worlds apart. Not wearing a shirt, leaving his muscular pecs on full display, he’s at least wearing a pair of black pants to keep his look decent enough to be in public. <<if visited()>1>>From your previous encounters with him, you of course know him to be Thad, the wealthy bro-ish other co-owner of the store.<</if>> <<if visited()<=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ThadLarge.png]]</div> Watching you enter the store, the muscular man shouts over to you with a smile, "Hey bro, sup! Your new best bro-ski will be out with you to pick out some fine loot in a …". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BreeLarge.png]]</div> The woman beside him putting her hand over his mouth to quiet him, she interjects sweetly, "Sorry about my brother Thad. When we were little mom dropped him on his head … a few times, now he doesn’t know how to turn it off. Welcome to Pink Outpost, for all your cute and sexy clothing needs. If you need any help then let me know, we also offer personal shopper ser…". Pulling her hand back with an expression of disgust suddenly, you watch as she instead squeals, Ewww! Did you just lick me?!". Now no longer impeded, the large man, Thad, sulks loudly, "Well course I did sis, it was totally fair. That was super not cool being all harsh with me when I was just making a new buddy", his attention turning back to you as he continues once more with a grin, "I’m awesome at helping pick out hot chick clothes if you need a dudes opinion". His sister now seeming increasingly frustrated, her face becoming a slight red colour, she fumes at him, "Thad! You can’t call customers dudes, or say our stock is for ‘hot chicks’, we’ve been over this a hundred times!". Amused by everything, you decide to butt in, "It’s okay, no harm done. Nice to meet you both, I’m $firstName. I’ll just take a look around", putting your hands in the air to try to defuse some of the tension. Thad in response to this gives you a thumbs-up, meanwhile the woman in the summer dress gives him one last sour glare before turning to you with a more pleasant expression. "It’s a pleasure to meet you $firstName, my name is Bree and this here is my lug-head brother Thad. This shop is Pink Outpost, and we provide the best, pink-est, and most fashionable. clothing and accessories that are on the market. I handle the outfits and personal shopper service, my brother runs the till for everything else. Sorry again for that introduction, I hope that you’ll become a valued repeat customer". With one last, "We have some ridic hot panties in stock!", commented by Thad, getting him another sideways glance from Bree, you’re finally left to browse the store in peace.<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BreeSmall.png]]</div> Watching you enter the store, the preppy Bree quickly says in a sweet tone, "Welcome back to Pink Outpost $firstName! Feel free to look around, if you need any help, advice, or the services of a personal shopper, then please let me know!", obviously trying to beat her brother in speaking with you first, a smug grin on her face as she briefly turns to him. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ThadSmall.png]]</div> Thad meanwhile just seems happy to see you, commenting in his usual loud way, "Hey bro, welcome back! You looking for some hot chick stuff, we got tons of that. Like, some of the panties we sell are rocking". Unable to held back your amusement at the sibling interactions between the pair, you respond, "Hi Bree, hi Thad. Nice to see you both again. Yeah, will probably just be taking a quick look around", your quick conversation enough to give you the space to browse the stores stock in peace.<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stores outfits|Pink Outpost Outfits Stock]] [[Browse the stores accessories and underwear|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Shopping Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Shopping Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

<<addToWardrobe "White Crop Top And Pink Hotpants">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of outfits on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Bree occasionally walks over, pointing out things that she thinks might match your style and build, though not being too overbearing. The clothing itself all looks well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the outfits bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a clothing shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a White Crop Top And Pink Hotpants, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "An outstanding choice! It might be a more casual and simple outfit, but I personally consider it one of the cutest we have to offer. Not only that, but it would make good work out clothing too. I can’t help but get excited whenever I see our stock, it’s all just so … adorable! But enough of me talking your ear off, let’s get your purchase processed", the fashionable brunette sibling comments conversationally as she begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for her to do, Bree printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new outfit in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, she finishes by saying with a cheery smile, "Thank you for shopping here at Pink Outpost. We hope you enjoy your purchase, please come again, and have a wonderful pink day". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Outfits Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Revealing Bimbo Top">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of outfits on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Bree occasionally walks over, pointing out things that she thinks might match your style and build, though not being too overbearing. The clothing itself all looks well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the outfits bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a clothing shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Revealing Bimbo Top, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "An outstanding choice! It’s maybe a little … racier you could say, than what we usually sell I must say. However, it’s just so cute, especially that pink lettering. I can’t help but get excited whenever I see our stock, it’s all just so … adorable! But enough of me talking your ear off, let’s get your purchase processed", the fashionable brunette sibling comments conversationally as she begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for her to do, Bree printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new outfit in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, she finishes by saying with a cheery smile, "Thank you for shopping here at Pink Outpost. We hope you enjoy your purchase, please come again, and have a wonderful pink day". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Outfits Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Tie Front Crop Top And Microskirt">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of outfits on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Bree occasionally walks over, pointing out things that she thinks might match your style and build, though not being too overbearing. The clothing itself all looks well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the outfits bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a clothing shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Pink Tie Front Crop Top And Microskirt, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "An outstanding choice! It’s a lot of fun isn’t it, I could certainly imagine wearing it for a nice breezy summer walk, or maybe on a girl’s night out. It’s a little revealing maybe, but I think it works and looks cute whilst doing it. I can’t help but get excited whenever I see our stock, it’s all just so … adorable! But enough of me talking your ear off, let’s get your purchase processed", the fashionable brunette sibling comments conversationally as she begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for her to do, Bree printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new outfit in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, she finishes by saying with a cheery smile, "Thank you for shopping here at Pink Outpost. We hope you enjoy your purchase, please come again, and have a wonderful pink day". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Outfits Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Sexy Pink Schoolgirl Outfit">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of outfits on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Bree occasionally walks over, pointing out things that she thinks might match your style and build, though not being too overbearing. The clothing itself all looks well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the outfits bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a clothing shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Sexy Pink Schoolgirl Outfit, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "An outstanding choice! I just love these! They are so pretty, and to think that you could get away with wearing something like this in adult education or at the office, but also pull it off on a night out. Sure it’s a little revealing, but it covers everything important and looks so cute whilst doing so. I can’t help but get excited whenever I see our stock, it’s all just so … adorable! But enough of me talking your ear off, let’s get your purchase processed", the fashionable brunette sibling comments conversationally as she begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for her to do, Bree printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new outfit in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, she finishes by saying with a cheery smile, "Thank you for shopping here at Pink Outpost. We hope you enjoy your purchase, please come again, and have a wonderful pink day". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Outfits Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Cheerleader Outfit">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of outfits on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Bree occasionally walks over, pointing out things that she thinks might match your style and build, though not being too overbearing. The clothing itself all looks well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the outfits bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a clothing shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Pink Cheerleader Outfit, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "An outstanding choice! One of my favourite outfits we stock! What’s not to love about a cheerleader, they are just so pretty and graceful. Plus this outfit is just so cute and pink, I love it! I can’t help but get excited whenever I see our stock, it’s all just so … adorable! But enough of me talking your ear off, let’s get your purchase processed", the fashionable brunette sibling comments conversationally as she begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for her to do, Bree printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new outfit in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, she finishes by saying with a cheery smile, "Thank you for shopping here at Pink Outpost. We hope you enjoy your purchase, please come again, and have a wonderful pink day". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Outfits Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Slutty Pink Cheerleader Outfit">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of outfits on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Bree occasionally walks over, pointing out things that she thinks might match your style and build, though not being too overbearing. The clothing itself all looks well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the outfits bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a clothing shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Slutty Pink Cheerleader Outfit, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "An outstanding choice! This one is super cute for sure. It’s meant to be used as a cheerleader outfit, but I could see it being worn at the gym or possibly on a night out with the girl’s too! It’s just so pretty and pink. I can’t help but get excited whenever I see our stock, it’s all just so … adorable! But enough of me talking your ear off, let’s get your purchase processed", the fashionable brunette sibling comments conversationally as she begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for her to do, Bree printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new outfit in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, she finishes by saying with a cheery smile, "Thank you for shopping here at Pink Outpost. We hope you enjoy your purchase, please come again, and have a wonderful pink day". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Outfits Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Lacy Pink And White Teddy">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of outfits on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Bree occasionally walks over, pointing out things that she thinks might match your style and build, though not being too overbearing. The clothing itself all looks well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the outfits bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a clothing shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Lacy Pink And White Teddy, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "An outstanding choice! It’s a bit embarrassing to admit but I have one of these at home too. Just because you’re sleeping doesn’t mean you can’t wear something pretty and pink, and I’ve never had a partner who’s complained about it. I can’t help but get excited whenever I see our stock, it’s all just so … adorable! But enough of me talking your ear off, let’s get your purchase processed", the fashionable brunette sibling comments conversationally as she begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for her to do, Bree printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new outfit in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, she finishes by saying with a cheery smile, "Thank you for shopping here at Pink Outpost. We hope you enjoy your purchase, please come again, and have a wonderful pink day". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Outfits Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Metallic Pink Bikini">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of outfits on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Bree occasionally walks over, pointing out things that she thinks might match your style and build, though not being too overbearing. The clothing itself all looks well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the outfits bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a clothing shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Metallic Pink Bikini, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "An outstanding choice! It’s always bikini season somewhere, even if it’s just when you’re lounging around the pool. Some might say that it’s quite revealing, but I say when you’re wearing something this pretty and pink it’s worth it. I can’t help but get excited whenever I see our stock, it’s all just so … adorable! But enough of me talking your ear off, let’s get your purchase processed", the fashionable brunette sibling comments conversationally as she begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for her to do, Bree printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new outfit in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, she finishes by saying with a cheery smile, "Thank you for shopping here at Pink Outpost. We hope you enjoy your purchase, please come again, and have a wonderful pink day". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Outfits Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Pink Sleeveless Latex Bodycon Dress">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of outfits on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Bree occasionally walks over, pointing out things that she thinks might match your style and build, though not being too overbearing. The clothing itself all looks well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the outfits bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a clothing shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Pink Sleeveless Latex Bodycon Dress, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "An outstanding choice! We don’t stock a lot of latex, but this outfit really shows off all the best qualities of the material. It’s just so shiny, pretty, and pink, it’ll look amazing on a girl’s night out. I can’t help but get excited whenever I see our stock, it’s all just so … adorable! But enough of me talking your ear off, let’s get your purchase processed", the fashionable brunette sibling comments conversationally as she begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for her to do, Bree printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new outfit in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, she finishes by saying with a cheery smile, "Thank you for shopping here at Pink Outpost. We hope you enjoy your purchase, please come again, and have a wonderful pink day". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Outfits Stock]].

<<addToWardrobe "Lacy Revealing Pink And White Dress">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of outfits on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Bree occasionally walks over, pointing out things that she thinks might match your style and build, though not being too overbearing. The clothing itself all looks well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the outfits bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a clothing shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Lacy Revealing Pink And White Dress, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "An outstanding choice! I just love the detailing on this one, so frilly, pink, and lacy. It’ll look wonderful on a girl’s night out, and should feel great to wear too. I can’t help but get excited whenever I see our stock, it’s all just so … adorable! But enough of me talking your ear off, let’s get your purchase processed", the fashionable brunette sibling comments conversationally as she begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for her to do, Bree printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new outfit in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, she finishes by saying with a cheery smile, "Thank you for shopping here at Pink Outpost. We hope you enjoy your purchase, please come again, and have a wonderful pink day". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Outfits Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Metallic Black G-String">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Metallic Black G-String, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Nasty choice bro! These are super hot, like they’re tiny and shiny and stuff! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new underwear in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Metallic Purple G-String">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Metallic Purple G-String, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Nasty choice bro! These are super hot, like they’re tiny and shiny and stuff! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new underwear in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Metallic Red G-String">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Metallic Red G-String, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Nasty choice bro! These are super hot, like they’re tiny and shiny and stuff! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new underwear in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Metallic Silver G-String">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Metallic Silver G-String, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Nasty choice bro! These are super hot, like they’re tiny and shiny and stuff! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new underwear in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Black ‘Slut’ G-String">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Black ‘Slut’ G-String, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Nasty choice bro! These are super hot, like they’re tiny and they have that thing written on them! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new underwear in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Pink ‘Yummy’ G-String">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Pink ‘Yummy’ G-String, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Nasty choice bro! These are super hot, like they’re tiny and they have that thing written on them! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new underwear in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Red ‘Juicy’ G-String">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Red ‘Juicy’ G-String, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Nasty choice bro! These are super hot, like they’re tiny and they have that thing written on them! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new underwear in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "White ‘Bimbo’ G-String">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a White ‘Bimbo’ G-String, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Nasty choice bro! These are super hot, like they’re tiny and they have that thing written on them! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new underwear in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Black Lace Thong">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Black Lace Thong, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Nasty choice bro! These are super hot, like they’re all soft and are like made for hot chicks! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new underwear in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Purple Lace Thong">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Purple Lace Thong, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Nasty choice bro! These are super hot, like they’re all soft and are like made for hot chicks! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new underwear in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Red Lace Thong">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Red Lace Thong, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Nasty choice bro! These are super hot, like they’re all soft and are like made for hot chicks! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new underwear in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "White Lace Thong">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a White Lace Thong, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Nasty choice bro! These are super hot, like they’re all soft and are like made for hot chicks! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new underwear in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Bimbo Choker">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Pink Bimbo Choker, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Awesome choice bro! That’s some hot chick shit right there. You’ll have hot dudes crawling all over you labelling yourself like that! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new accessory in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Princess Choker">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Pink Princess Choker, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Awesome choice bro! That’s some hot chick shit right there. You’ll have hot dudes crawling all over you labelling yourself like that! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new accessory in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Slut Choker">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Pink Slut Choker, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Awesome choice bro! That’s some hot chick shit right there. You’ll have hot dudes crawling all over you labelling yourself like that! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new accessory in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Pink Bimbo Whore Collar">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Pink Bimbo Whore Collar, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Awesome choice bro! That’s some hot chick shit right there. You’ll have hot dudes crawling all over you labelling yourself like that! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new accessory in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<addToNeckwear "Chunky Rhinestone Choker">>Wandering around the well-lit and excessively pink store, you see that the shop has a decent range of underwear and accessories on offer, although they are mostly very feminine and pink. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Thad occasionally wanders over, pointing out often the skimpiest and raunchiest items, though quickly being dragged off by Bree when he does. The items themselves all look well-made, though you get the impression that it’s on the pricier end of things, many of the display pieces of underwear and accessories bearing designer brand labels. Eventually though, coming across a shelf that catches your interest, you select for yourself a Chunky Rhinestone Choker, bringing your selection over to the till to process. "Awesome choice bro! Super shiny, that’s like hot chick catnip, you’ll look so hot in it! Nice! But … like, let me get your purchase processed", the muscular sibling comments conversationally as he begins typing your purchase into the till. It really doesn’t take long for him to do, almost surprisingly so, Thad printing you out a receipt and wrapping your new accessory in a delicate paper before placing it in a pink paper carrier bag with the shops logo on the side. Handing everything over to you, he finishes by saying with a cheeky wink, "Thanks for shopping here dude. Hope you enjoy your new stuff, please come by again some time". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Pink Outpost Accessories Stock]].

<<set $diaperRacingMainMenu = true>><<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><div align="center">Diaper Racing Initial Options</div> Welcome to Diaper Racing, a mini-game about trying to outlast your opponent while you both attempt to not use your diaper. In this game you’ll compete in sequential rounds where you and your opponent each make a choice. Some choices will be food or drink items, which you will consume, other choices will be punishments you can inflict on your opponent which not only will negatively affect them but will also allow you to avoid eating or drinking that round. However, be careful, most of your opponents don’t like the punishments and will become increasingly angry as a result of them, playing more aggressively. When playing, many of the potential opponents have unique abilities, custom rules, extra available options, and differing levels of skill. This will be covered in more detail in the next page, yet it still is worth remembering that not every opponent will use the same tactics when facing you. Basic Customization Name <<textbox "$firstName" "John">> <table> <tr> Male <<radiobutton "$penis" true checked>> </tr> <tr> Female <<radiobutton "$penis" false>> </tr> </table>Active Fetishes - At least one fetish of either Diaper Wetting or Diaper Messing should be selected for the game to properly function, though both can be selected without issue. Diaper Wetting <<checkbox "$diaperWettingPlay" false true>> Diaper Messing <<checkbox "$diaperMessingPlay" false true>> Cum Play <<checkbox "$cumPlay" false true>> Diaper Skill - For every point of Diaper Skill you have you will have a 20 point lower max cap on food/drink allowance before messing/wetting (Starting at 140 points). However, to balance this out you’ll also add an extra option to you choice list each round (starting at 3 choices). <table> <tr> Diaper Skill Rank 0 <<radiobutton "$diaperSkill" 0 checked>> </tr> <tr> Diaper Skill Rank 1 <<radiobutton "$diaperSkill" 1>> </tr> <tr> Diaper Skill Rank 2 <<radiobutton "$diaperSkill" 2>> </tr> <tr> Diaper Skill Rank 3 <<radiobutton "$diaperSkill" 3>> </tr> </table> [[Confirm Choices|Diaper Racing Testing Main]]

<<if $diaperRacingRank == 0 && $diaperRacingPoints >= 5>><<set $diaperRacingRank = 1>>Turning to leave, the crowd dissipating, Cindy cheerfully calls, "That was a lot of fun! Oh, and I almost completely forgot, I think you’ve got a ranking! We don’t cover this in the show, but when you win enough matches you get ranked up. That makes you an intermediate ranked player. Yay! You should see an increase in your pay, and I bet tons of people will be even more interested in you on the trainee programme. Isn’t that neat". Continuing Cindy smiles, "We should do that again some time, you pull the cutest faces when I feed you, and also when you … you know. I’m really glad you let me join in with you. I’ve got to run, but I hope we see each other again soon", and with that she gives you a quick kiss on the cheek before running off back down the entry tunnel.<<elseif $diaperRacingRank == 1 && $diaperRacingPoints >= 15>><<set $diaperRacingRank = 2>>Turning to leave, the crowd dissipating, Cindy cheerfully calls, "That was a lot of fun! Oh, and I almost completely forgot, I think you’ve got a ranking! We don’t cover this in the show, but you’ve won enough matches for another ranking. That makes you an expert ranked player. Yay! You should see even more of an increase in your pay, and I bet even more people will be interested in you on the trainee programme. Isn’t that neat". Continuing Cindy smiles, "We should do that again some time, you pull the cutest faces when I feed you, and also when you … you know. I’m really glad you let me join in with you. I’ve got to run, but I hope we see each other again soon", and with that she gives you a quick kiss on the cheek before running off back down the entry tunnel.<<elseif $diaperRacingRank == 2 && $diaperRacingPoints >= 30>>Turning to leave, the crowd dissipating, Cindy cheerfully calls, "That was a lot of fun! Oh, and I almost completely forgot, congratulations! There aren’t any more ranks for you to get, but you’ve won enough for them to consider you for a title match. That means you can totally challenge for the champion position, which will get you more pay and fame, and I bet you could get some awesome special rewards for it too. Isn’t that neat". Continuing Cindy smiles, "We should do that again some time, you pull the cutest faces when I feed you, and also when you … you know. I’m really glad you let me join in with you. I’ve got to run, but I hope we see each other again soon", and with that she gives you a quick kiss on the cheek before running off back down the entry tunnel.<<else>>Turning to leave, the crowd dissipating, Cindy cheerfully calls, "That was a lot of fun! We should do that again some time, you pull the cutest faces when I feed you, and also when you … you know. I’m really glad you let me join in with you. I’ve got to run, but I hope we see each other again soon", and with that she gives you a quick kiss on the cheek before running off back down the entry tunnel.<</if>> <<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>>Now slightly delayed by Cindy’s goodbye, her dazzling sequined form disappearing into the distance, you realize that Daisy and her assistant Lucy have caught up with you, Lucy giving Daisy a quick hug, and you a small wave, before departing. The blonde bunny-girl, meanwhile, approaches you with a polite wave, saying in a friendly tone, "Hello $firstName. <<if $diaperRacingWon>>Congratulations on your win in there, you did splendidly.<<else>>My commiserations regarding your loss, you played well out there.<</if>> Are you feeling okay over everything?", her expression clearly hoping that you aren’t upset about how things went down. Happy that she <<if $diaperRacingWon>>isn’t annoyed at you for beating her<<else>>isn’t gloating about her win<</if>>, you respond, "Yeah, I’m fine. It was all just part of the game". Relieved, the fashion-conscious blonde smiles at you, "That’s wonderful to hear. Some people get really competitive and take matters too seriously. It really can be worth it though, which is likely part of the issue. The prizes are highly sought after, and winning or losing can do a lot for the fan following of the involved littles too. In terms of prizes, for those not on the trainee programme at least, you can usually redeem the slips for practically anything you’d like, though some of the other residents are confused and think the examples are the available options. Personally I usually spend mine on rare Lolita fashion dresses and accessories which they track down for me, but I’ve also in the past used them on a top range computer, musical instruments, and once on a holiday for me and Katie to go visit historic castles across Europe. The more high-ranking an opponent you win against, the more valuable the ticket is, making becoming the champion a hugely beneficial position". Leaning in for a hug, Daisy finishes, "However, I feel like I’m blathering about matters at this point. It’s worth remembering though the opportunities the prize slips can open up to you. It was a pleasure seeing you again $firstName, I hope you have a nice day and come see me again soon in more of a social visit", her offer to spend more time together sounding heartfelt. Commenting that she needs to get back to Katie before she causes any trouble, Daisy and you talk for a moment longer before she has to excuse herself, saying her goodbyes. Giving you a small curtsy as she departs, the Lolita fashion loving bunny-girl walks back down the corridor towards the main nursery room.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 3>>Now slightly delayed by Cindy’s goodbye, her dazzling sequined form disappearing into the distance, you realize that Katie and her assistant Lucy have caught up with you, Lucy giving Daisy a quick hug, and you a small wave, before departing. The energetic pigtailed blonde, meanwhile, approaches you with a diving tackle of a hug, saying in a friendly giggle, "Glomp! Hey $firstName, I caught you! <<if $diaperRacingWon>>Yay, you won! You’re really great at this!<<else>>Yay, I won one! You were really fun to play against though!<</if>> You’re not mad at me are you?", her expression clearly hoping that you aren’t upset about how things went down. Happy that she <<if $diaperRacingWon>>isn’t annoyed at you for beating her<<else>>isn’t gloating about her win<</if>>, you respond, "Yeah, I’m fine. It was all just part of the game". Her confidence returning, the outgoing girl grins at you, "We’re still friends then, yay! Some people get sooo competitive, like Billy, and like they get all grumpy about it. If you win though it’s so good! You get these really awesome prizes, like this one time I won unlimited ice-cream forever, or this other time I won a reading tablet with a life-time sub-scripty-thingy to an online book service. Daisy gets better stuff though, because she’s higher ranking, some of it is really super awesome too! Wonder what the big champion gets for winning?". Leaning in for another hug, Katie finishes, "Have to go though, Daisy will be missing me and doing boring stuffs instead. It was fun playing with you $firstName, come hang out soon", her offer to spend more time together sounding heartfelt. Commenting that she needs to get back to Daisy soon, Katie and you talk for a moment longer before she has to excuse herself, saying her goodbyes. Giving you another energetic hug as she departs, the adventurous pigtailed blonde walks back down the corridor towards the main nursery room.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 4>>Now slightly delayed by Cindy’s goodbye, her dazzling sequined form disappearing into the distance, you realize that Billy and his assistant Lucy have caught up with you, Lucy giving Billy a quick hug, and you a small wave, before departing. The adventurous blonde man, meanwhile, approaches you with a thumbs-up and a wink, saying in a friendly tone, "Hey $firstName. <<if $diaperRacingWon>>You won buddy! Congrats!<<else>>I finally won one buddy! But you were really good out there too!<</if>> You’re not mad at me are you?", his expression clearly hoping that you aren’t upset about how things went down. Happy that he <<if $diaperRacingWon>>isn’t annoyed at you for beating him<<else>>isn’t gloating about his win<</if>>, you respond, "Yeah, I’m fine. It was all just part of the game". His confidence returning, the outgoing guy grins at you, "We’re still friends then, awesome! Some people get sooo competitive, like Katie, and she gets really grumpy. If you win though it’s really great! You get all sorts of awesome prizes, like this one time I won all the donuts I want forever, or this other time I won a new gaming console with a ton of games that wasn’t even really out for sale yet. I hear that the higher ranks get even better stuff than that too. Wonder what the champion gets for winning?". Giving you another thumbs-up, Billy finishes, "Have to go though, got some stuff to do. It was fun playing with you though $firstName, you should come hang out soon", his offer to spend more time together sounding heartfelt. Commenting that he needs to get going soon, Billy and you talk for a moment longer before he has to excuse himself, saying his goodbyes. Giving you a quick wave as he departs, the energetic little walks back down the corridor towards the main nursery room.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 5>>Now slightly delayed by Cindy’s goodbye, her dazzling sequined form disappearing into the distance, you realize that Hannah and her assistant Lucy have caught up with you, Lucy giving Hannah a quick smack on the bum, and you a small wave, before departing. The bratty brunette, meanwhile, approaches you and takes a haughty stance, stating loudly, "<<if $diaperRacingWon>>You won this time $firstName, but I’ll beat you next time for sure!<<else>>Ha, I totally beat you $firstName, this is so good! I’m going to get so much cool stuff!<</if>> Still, we have to keep being friends for next time!", her expression clearly expressing that she’s not going to take what just went down too seriously. Happy that she <<if $diaperRacingWon>>isn’t too annoyed at you for beating her<<else>>isn’t gloating about her win too much<</if>>, you respond, "Yeah, it’s fine. It was all just part of the game and we can still be friends". Her confidence now solidified further, the tantrum-prone brat grins smugly at you, "Exactly, I said it so of course it’s right! Some people take it all way too seriously you know. Then again the prizes get really good, especially the higher up you go from what I hear. Wonder what you get for being the top-dog around here?". Commenting that she needs to get back to other stuff soon, Hannah and you talk for a moment longer before she has to excuse herself, saying her goodbyes. Giving you a quick hug which you get the impression embarrasses her from doing so, she departs, the bratty little walking back down the corridor towards the main nursery room.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 6>>Now slightly delayed by Cindy’s goodbye, her dazzling sequined form disappearing into the distance, you realize that Kristen and her assistant Lucy have caught up with you, Lucy giving Kristen a quick hug, and you a small wave, before departing. The nervous brunette, meanwhile, approaches you with a polite wave, saying in a friendly tone, "Hello $firstName. <<if $diaperRacingWon>>Congratulations on your win today … you did very well.<<else>>I’m sorry about your loss today … you played very well out there.<</if>> We’re still friends after that, right?", her expression clearly hoping that you aren’t upset about how things went down. Happy that she <<if $diaperRacingWon>>isn’t annoyed at you for beating her<<else>>isn’t gloating about her win<</if>>, you respond, "Yeah, I’m fine. It was all just part of the game". Relieved, the clumsy ex-carer smiles at you, "That’s good to hear. Some of the littles would get really upset over losing, or even winning sometimes. It’s probably because the prizes are so good there is some major competition for them. To be honest if I manage to pull off a good enough win in the higher-ranks I’m going to ask for my old job back. You really can ask for almost anything … though my recent string of bad luck don’t make it feel too likely to happen". Leaning in for a hug, Kristen finishes, "However, I’m being a big old downer there. It was good seeing you again $firstName, I hope you have a nice day and that we see each other again soon so we can spend some more time together", her offer to spend more time together sounding heartfelt. Commenting that she needs to get back to trying to convince Papa Glover she should be reinstated as a carer soon, Kristen and you talk for a moment longer before she has to excuse herself, saying her goodbyes. Giving you a quick hug as she departs, the ex-employee of the nursery walks back down the corridor towards the main nursery room.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 7>>Now slightly delayed by Cindy’s goodbye, her dazzling sequined form disappearing into the distance, you realize that Polly and her assistant Lucy have caught up with you, Lucy giving Polly a quick hug, and you a small wave, before departing. The shy red-head, meanwhile, approaches you at a shuffling pace, giving you a nervous wave and saying quietly, "Hi $firstName. <<if $diaperRacingWon>>You won. Did good.<<else>>Sorry you lost.<</if>> Still friends?", her anxious expression clearly hoping that you aren’t upset about how things went down. Happy that she <<if $diaperRacingWon>>isn’t annoyed at you for beating her<<else>>isn’t gloating about her win<</if>>, you respond, "Yeah, I’m fine. It was all just part of the game". Relieved, the quiet girl smiles awkwardly at you, "That’s good. Glad we’re friends still. Prizes can be really good. You should try to get top reward for yourself. Should also come spend time with me", her offer to spend more time together sounding heartfelt. Mumbling that she needs to get back to stuff soon, Polly and you talk for a moment longer before she excuses herself, saying her goodbyes. Giving you a slightly awkward hug as she departs, the chronically shy little walks back down the corridor towards the main nursery room.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 8>>Now slightly delayed by Cindy’s goodbye, her dazzling sequined form disappearing into the distance, you realize that Jonathan and his assistant Lucy have caught up with you, Lucy giving Jonathan a quick hug, and you a small wave, before departing. The blonde ‘king’ of the littles, meanwhile, approaches you with a polite wave, saying in a friendly tone, "Greetings $firstName. <<if $diaperRacingWon>>A splendid match, you played gloriously and claimed yourself a victory.<<else>>A splendid match, you fought valiantly even if you didn’t prevail.<</if>> We have not become sworn foes now after that, have we?", his expression clearly hoping that you aren’t upset about how things went down. Happy that he <<if $diaperRacingWon>>isn’t annoyed at you for beating him<<else>>isn’t gloating about his win<</if>>, you respond, "Yeah, I’m fine. It was all just part of the game". Relieved, the roleplaying blonde smiles at you, "That’s wonderful to hear. In the past others have sworn me their nemesis. The spoils of victory are excellent which often motivates this behaviour. In the past I’ve claimed my wonderful duelling sword as a reward, along with the special right to my unique rule during matches. The more fearsome an opponent you win against, the more valuable the reward, making becoming the ultimate champion a huge boon". Finishing, Jonathan comments, "However, I must be away in but a moment, my kingdom needs me. It was a pleasure seeing you again $firstName, I hope you have a nice day and come visit my lands again soon", his offer to spend more time together sounding heartfelt. Commenting that he needs to get back to everyone at the castle soon, Jonathan and you talk for a moment longer before he has to excuse himself, saying his goodbyes. Giving you a small bow as he departs, the self-claimed king walks back down the corridor towards the main nursery room.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 9>>Now slightly delayed by Cindy’s goodbye, her dazzling sequined form disappearing into the distance, you realize that Sherwin and her assistant Lucy have caught up with you, Lucy giving Sherwin a quick pat on the head, and you a small wave, before departing. The falsely sweet girl, meanwhile, approaches you and takes a smug stance, stating loudly, "<<if $diaperRacingWon>>You might have won this time $firstName, but I’ll be sure to win next time mark my words! You have not heard the end of this!<<else>>Good game $firstName, you did really well. It’ll be lots of fun playing against you again. Best friend-sies!<</if>>", her expression <<if $diaperRacingWon>>now showing that she is outright furious over having lost<<else>>feeling insincere in a smug way as she’s barely holding back her gloating over winning with mock politeness<</if>>. <<if $diaperRacingWon>>Seeing that she is clearly angry over having lost<<else>> Happy that she isn’t gloating about her win too much<</if>>, you respond, "Yeah, it’s fine. It was all just part of the game. We’ll play again, maybe it’ll go differently next time". Her competitiveness starting to dissipate slightly as she calms down, Sherwin muses, "Guess I can’t get too mad, having a good opponent only makes you a bigger winner. Soon I’ll have so many prizes. Did you know that the bigger ranking you have when you win the better the reward. So far I’ve got lots of pretty clothes and fun toys, but the best part is that as I win more people praise me more. If I managed to get to the top of the tournament then not only will everyone compliment me and fawn all over me, but I’ll also be able to ask for huge rewards. Wonder if I could get my own TV show all about me?". Commenting that she needs to get back to her ‘daddy’ Scott soon, Sherwin and you talk for a moment longer before she has to excuse herself, sweetly saying her goodbyes. Giving you a quick hug which feels like she’s trying to squeeze you as hard as she can, she departs, the diaper idol skipping back down the corridor towards the main nursery room.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>>Now slightly delayed by Cindy’s goodbye, her dazzling sequined form disappearing into the distance, you realize that Allie and her assistant Lucy have caught up with you, Lucy giving Allie a quick hug, and you a small wave, before departing. The sissy wolf-maid, meanwhile, approaches you with a polite wave, saying in a friendly tone, "Hi $firstName. <<if $diaperRacingWon>>Congratulations on winning today, you did really well.<<else>>I’m sorry about your loss today, but you did really well and I’m sure you’ll win next time.<</if>> You’re not angry at me over what happened in the game are you?", her expression clearly hoping that you aren’t upset about how things went down. Happy that she <<if $diaperRacingWon>>isn’t annoyed at you for beating her<<else>>isn’t gloating about her win<</if>>, you respond, "Yeah, I’m fine. It was all just part of the game". Relieved, the brightly furred maid smiles at you, "That’s relieving. Competition can sometimes really make people cross, and I just want everyone to be happy. I’ve heard that the prizes for winning are extensive, especially the one for the league champion. To be honest I don’t know too much about the prizes, as my Master and Mistress pick them out for me". Leaning in for a hug, Allie finishes, "However, I need to run off back to work, otherwise I’ll get in trouble. It was really good seeing you again $firstName, I hope you have a nice day and that we see each other again soon so we can spend some more time together", her offer to spend more time together sounding heartfelt. Commenting that she needs to get back to her assigned tasks, Allie and you talk for a moment longer before she has to excuse herself, saying her goodbyes. Giving you a quick hug as she departs, the sissy wolf-maid walks back down the corridor towards the main nursery room.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 11>>Now slightly delayed by Cindy’s goodbye, her dazzling sequined form disappearing into the distance, you realize that Shawn and his assistant Lucy have caught up with you, Lucy giving Shawn a quick hug, and you a small wave, before departing. The competitive red-head, meanwhile, approaches you with a curt nod, saying in a mostly friendly tone, "Hey there $firstName. <<if $diaperRacingWon>>You were good competition this time, but I’ll beat you next time I get a chance for sure. Will have to practice some more though to make sure I can win then<<else>>That was a good match, I can always appreciate a strong competitor. I’ll have to practice extra hard to make sure I keep ahead of you<</if>> You up for another game at some point?", his expression showing that he’s clearly not upset about how things went down. Happy that he <<if $diaperRacingWon>>isn’t annoyed at you for beating him<<else>>isn’t gloating about his win<</if>>, you respond, "Yeah, we’re fine. I’d be happy to play you again at some point". His confidence growing, the athletic guy grins at you, "Great! Glad to have another chance against you at some point. Some people don’t seem to get that you need to be competitive if you want to win. The better the competition you face the better the prizes, and there are things that I want that’ll require me to not just be the best but also to be great. Being the champion basically means they’ll grant your every wish". Giving you another thumbs-up, Shawn finishes, "Remember it’s worth working hard if you’re working toward your dreams. Good seeing you $firstName ", his manner of speech giving you the impression that there is something that he desperately wants and that he feels that winning the Diaper Racing championship is the only way to acquire. Commenting that he needs to get back to training, Shawn and you talk for a moment longer before he has to excuse himself, saying his goodbyes. Giving you a quick nod as he departs, the competitive red-head walks back down the corridor towards the main nursery room.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 12>>Now slightly delayed by Cindy’s goodbye, her dazzling sequined form disappearing into the distance, you realize that Willie and his assistant Lucy have caught up with you, Lucy giving Willie a quick hug, and you a small wave, before departing. The nervous brunette, meanwhile, approaches you at a shuffling pace, giving you a nervous wave and saying quietly, "Hey $firstName. <<if $diaperRacingWon>>You did real good out there. Congratulations.<<else>>Sorry about winning. I didn’t mean to, sorry.<</if>> You’re not mad at me are you?", his anxious expression clearly hoping that you aren’t upset about how things went down. Happy that he <<if $diaperRacingWon>>isn’t annoyed at you for beating him<<else>>isn’t gloating about his win<</if>>, you respond, "Yeah, I’m fine. It was all just part of the game". Relieved, the shy guy smiles awkwardly at you, "Thanks, I don’t really want to do this but people always talk me into it. Don’t want to make anyone upset at me too. It would be nice to win some of those prizes, but I’m not really good at that stuff. You could win some really good stuff for yourself though. Sometimes you hear stories about the big things that the high ranking players get, and those rewards are crazy. Like them tracking down lost relatives for you, getting you an out of print antique book, or making your dreams come true. I even heard one little asked to go into space and they sorted that out for her". Mumbling that he needs to get back to stuff soon, Wille and you talk for a moment longer before he excuses himself, saying his goodbyes. Giving you a slightly awkward wave as he departs, the constantly nervous little walks back down the corridor towards the main nursery room.<</if>> <<if $diaperRacingMainMenu>><<set $ggp = 0>><<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>><<set $diaperMessPoints = 0>><<set $diaperWetPoints = 0>>Mini-Game Complete! <a data-passage="Minigame Access">Return to Mini-Game Menu</a><<else>><<include [[Diaper Racing Game Job End]]>> <</if>>

<<set $diaperRacingMainMenu = false>><div align="center">Minigame Menu</div> Below you can find a table containing access to all of the currently available self-contained minigames that are available within the game. Some involve highly specific fetishes that may not be of interest to all people, and in those instances they’ll be marked as containing the relevant fetish. Additionally, the minigames below may require you to enter some basic customization options for your temporary character. Sadly neither the details or your wins in the mini-games through this page nor your temporary can be recorded as part of your main save, however you may wish to make a save on the mini-games after setting up your temporary character if you want to save yourself some time when replaying them. <div align="center"><table class="fetishTable"> <tr><th class="fetishTableFirst">Game</th><th class="fetishTableSecond">Description</th><th class="fetishTableThird">Select?</th></tr> <tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">[ABDL/Diaper] Diaper Racing</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">In Diaper Racing the player competes against an NPC opponent to not use their diaper. Players must tactically make choices to limit their intake of food/drink, outlasting their opponent if possible. With multiple opponents to face, many have unique rules or options to add some extra complexity.</td><td class="fetishTableThird"><a data-passage="Diaper Racing Testing Start">Play Diaper Racing</a></td></tr> </table></div> [[Back to start page|Start Page]]

<<if $diaperRacingRank == -1>><<set $diaperRacingRank = 0>><</if>><<set $actionAmountCurrent += 1>><<set $diaperRacingJob = false>>Telling Aurora, "I’d like to give it a try", you watch as she smiles at you, <<if $nonHumanPlay>>her eyes glancing around in slight embarrassment<<else>>a slight blush to her cheeks<</if>>. "Okay, sounds fun. Will go and let them know to expect us and get things prepped. You don’t mind waiting here?", the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>black furred cat-girl<<else>>black haired tom-boy<</if>> responds in a friendly tone, before rushing off in the direction of the nursery entrance. Waiting, it only takes a moment before you see an extremely tall blonde woman coming towards you. If you had to guess you’d say she’s close to six-foot-tall in height, her platinum blonde hair done up in a complicated braid. The outfit, however, is what really stands out. Leaving little to the imagination, you can’t help but gawk at her skin-tight red sequin-encrusted leotard, the light catching on it in tantalizing ways as her breasts jiggle beneath the thin surface. <<if $metCindy>>Of course you know her to be Cindy, your assigned assistant to help you out in the game show.<</if>> <<if $metCindy>>Smiling at you a dazzling smile as she approaches, Cindy giggles, "Yay! We get to play again, cutie. I’ll have to thank that sweetheart Aurora too for this! Hope you’ve been doing well since I last saw you. If it didn’t work the first time, after this time I’m sure you’ll be overwhelmed with the amount of support you get from the home audience, maybe even a few new mommy’s and daddy’s looking to adopt you as their special little play-thing", eyeing you up as she does to see what she’s working with. While she teases you, Cindy’s tone is certainly a lot more playful rather than menacing, more as if she’s joking with you.<<else>>Smiling at you a dazzling smile, she giggles, "Hello! O-M-G! Aren’t you just the most adorable little in the world! I’m Cindy and I’ve been sent to be your helper for this game. Let’s have a whole bunch of fun together!", the cheery blonde making a heart shape with her two hands cutely. "Hi, I’m $firstName", you answer back, unsure what to make of this tall new woman who claims to be here to partner with you for the gameshow. Giggling once more, Cindy responds, "I’m super looking forward to this $firstName, the game shows they run for the channel are always so much fun. You’ll probably have fun too, but it might get a little embarrassing first for you. Aurora asked Papa Glover, who asked asked me to help, so like I said before I’m going to be your assistant for the competition. We’re doing ‘Diaper Racing’ today, which is pretty simple really, and you don’t have to worry about me messing anything up as it all comes down to you, cutie. After this, I’m sure you’ll be overwhelmed with the amount of support you get from the home audience, maybe even a few new mommy’s and daddy’s looking to adopt you as their special little play-thing", eyeing you up as she goes to see what she’s working with. While she teases you, Cindy’s tone is certainly a lot more playful rather than menacing, more as if she’s joking with you. "I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to do", you tell her, getting minorly worried yourself about your chances with the competition. Putting up her hand, she waves off your question quickly, disarming you with another cheery smile, "It’s not tough, and they’ll go through it with you when we get in there. You’ll do great, and if you mess up then I’m here to still make you look good. You’re in your diaper, so other than that there’s not much else to prepare. If you pay attention to the rules it shouldn’t be too tough, but if you want some premium advice … well I can totes offer that too. So, you’ll be given a bunch of options to choose from, most will make you do something but a few will make your opponent do something, those are the best options as it’s a double win. You don’t have to pick something for yourself, whilst your opponent will have to do whatever you’ve chosen for them. Just watch out, because some people get totally crabby if you target them too much. Anyways, everything else should be pretty simple to figure out".<</if>> As you are led over to the gameshow arch of the nursery, you eventually begin to spot a growing crowd of helpers and assistants. Coming to a halt just before them, you spot Aurora again who gives you a short wave. Meanwhile, standing beside her is another tall woman like Cindy, although this woman is a brunette and she’s wearing a slightly differently styled pink sequin dress and a pink choker with the name ‘Lucy’ in rhinestones on it instead. <<if $nonHumanPlay>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraFurryLarge.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraHumanLarge.png]]</div><</if>> "Hey $firstName, hope you’re okay with Cindy helping out? She’s really nice from my experience. Should be a interesting game. Can be a bit embarrassing, but the prizes are great. Anyways, good luck out there", the laid back girl says to you with a smile, looking a little nervous but maybe also a bit excited at the same time. Waving back at her you respond, "Hi again Aurora, good luck to you too", finding it nice that she doesn’t seem too worked up about the competition. Winking at you, Aurora continues, "Great! You know Diaper Racing can be a tough game. Generally you want to take down the other player as quickly as possible, but a few of the players are more sprinters than marathon runners. Shawn in particular tries to eat everything too quickly and then loses steam. Though, I probably shouldn’t give away all of my tactics. Either way, looking forward to playing against you". Her brunette assistant Lucy, however, taps Aurora on the shoulder to get her attention. "Sorry, but we really have to run. You’ll have lots of time to catch up with your friend afterwards". Taking hold of her charge’s <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furred paw<<else>>hand<</if>>, you watch on as she leads her away, Aurora giving you a friendly wave as she departs. And, with that, Cindy begins to usher you down the gameshow corridor and on forward to the large arch labelled, "Front Stage", so that you both can [[begin the preparations for Diaper Racing|Diaper Racing Game Setup]].

<div align="center">Diaper Racing Opponent Selection</div> Your current Ranking is: <<if $diaperRacingLeader>>The current Diaper Racing Champion!<<elseif $diaperRacingRank == 0>>Beginner Rank<<elseif $diaperRacingRank == 1>>Intermediate Rank<<elseif $diaperRacingRank == 2>>Expert Rank<</if>> [[Select a random opponent?|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = -1]] <div align="center"><table class="fetishTable"><tr><th class="fetishTableFirst">Opponent</th><th class="fetishTableSecond">Description</th><th class="fetishTableThird">Select?</th></tr><<if $sexualPreference != 2>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Polly [Easy]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The shy red-headed Polly isn’t a particularly tough opponent. She doesn’t have any special rules when playing her, and her ability level is low. A perfect introduction to the game.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Polly|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = 7]]</td></tr><</if>><<if $hannahNursery && $sexualPreference != 2>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Hannah [Easy]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The bratty brunette Hannah is another easy target. Her special rule sees her punished for misbehaviour, putting her at a serious disadvantage.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Hannah|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = 5]]</td></tr><</if>><<if $kristenQuestEnding == 1 && $sexualPreference != 2>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Kristen [Easy]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The clumsy yet friendly ex-employee of the nursery Kristen shouldn’t be too difficult an opponent. She has no special rules, though will sometimes face ‘mysterious’ disadvantages. She also has serious embarrassment issues which limit her skill level. </td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Kristen|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = 6]]</td></tr><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 1>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Willie [Easy]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The shy brunette male little Willie is one of the easiest opponents in the league. Having no special rules, poor general skills, and embarrassment issues, he should be easy to beat.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Willie|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = 12]]</td></tr><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 2>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Katie [Medium]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The energetic pigtailed blonde Katie is a reasonably difficult opponent. Her special rule sees her able to make both parties have to eat or drink double the normal amount for the round 3 times a game, and she has a medium skill level.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Katie|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = 3]]</td></tr><</if>><<if $metSherwin && $sexualPreference != 2>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Sherwin [Medium]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The exceedingly sweet diapered idol Sherwin is a pretty tough yet manageable opponent. Her special rule allows her not to face punishments as long as she remains friendly enough that the crowd are on her side, though she has only about medium diaper abilities.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Sherwin|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = 9]] </td></tr><</if>><<if $metAllie && $sexualPreference != 1 && $nonHumanPlay>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Allie [Medium]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The furry sissy wolf-maid Allie is a somewhat difficult opponent. <<if $cumPlay>>Her special rule sees her able to make both parties drink cum until they are full, Allie getting a boost to her happiness when this happens<<else>>She doesn’t currently have a special rule though she’s working on one<</if>>, otherwise she has an okay level of skill.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Allie|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = 10]] </td></tr><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 1>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Billy [Medium]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The adventurous blonde Billy is a reasonably difficult opponent. His special rule sees him able to make both parties have to eat or drink double the normal amount for the round 3 times a game, and he has a medium skill level.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Billy|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = 4]] </td></tr><</if>><<if $metAurora && $sexualPreference != 2>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Aurora [Hard]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The relaxed <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry <</if>>tom-boy Aurora is one of the top contenders in the league. Her special rule sees it that every third round is a ‘bottle roulette’ round, where she and the player play the odds and face serious setbacks if they’re unlucky. Otherwise she has a high skill level and solid tactics.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Aurora|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = 1]] </td></tr><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 2>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Daisy [Hard]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The friendly blonde pigtailed bunny-girl Daisy is one of the toughest opponents in the game. Her special ability allows her to call a tea party once per game, though what that means will remain a mystery until you face it. She also has extremely high diaper skills and smart tactics.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Daisy|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = 2]]</td></tr><</if>><<if $sexualPreference != 1>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Shawn [Hard]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The athletic red-headed male little Shawn is well on his way to becoming a contender for the champion position. He has no special rule, though he has an exceptional level of diaper skill and tough tactics. His one disadvantage is that he gets worse at playing over time.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Shawn|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = 11]]</td></tr><</if>><<if $metJonathan && $sexualPreference != 1>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Jonathan [Hard]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The ‘King’ of the littles Jonathan is a tough opponent. His special rule allows him to ban one option a round, with players who break that rule facing a penalty. He also has a high skill level and solid tactics.</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Jonathan|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = 8]]</td></tr><</if>><<if $metMalus && $sexualPreference != 1>><tr><td class="fetishTableFirst">Malus [Hard]</td><td class="fetishTableSecond">The diminuative elfin Malus is the current reigning champion of the league. He doesn’t have any special rules, nor does he have amazing tactics or levels of diaper skill. How he manages to win we don’t know, but things always ‘mysteriously’ seem to go his way. Note: Beating the champion only makes you the new champion in a specially arranged champion title match</td><td class="fetishTableThird">[[Pick Malus|Diaper Racing Game Job Intro][$diaperRacingOpponent = 0]]</td></tr><</if>></table></div>

/* Lower Ear Piercing Information */ <<set setup.LowerEarPierceIndex = ["Empty", "Steel Ear Stud", "Gold Ear Stud", "Gold Ear Ring", "Steel Dangling Ear Bar", "Pink Ear Stud", "Large Gold Ear Hoop", "Large Pink Ear Hoop", "Purple Star Ear Stud", "Blue Star Silver Ear Stud", "Pink Heart Gold Ear Stud", "Gold Butterfly Ear Ring", "Large Dangling Gold Slut Heart Ear Ring"]>> <<set setup.EmptyLowerEar = {TypeOne: 0, TypeTwo: 0, Description: " The result of leaving your ear lobe piercing holes empty.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelEarStud = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A matching pair of simple short steel stud bars tipped in barbell caps, that run from front to back through the lobe of your ears.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Lower Ear/SteelEarStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldEarStud = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A matching pair of stylish yet simple short gold stud bars tipped in barbell caps, that run from front to back through the lobe of your ears.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Lower Ear/GoldEarStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldEarRing = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A matching pair of stylish yet simple small gold rings, that run from front to back through the lobe of your ears.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Lower Ear/GoldEarRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelDanglingEarBar = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A matching pair of simple short steel stud bars tipped in barbell caps that have stylish long dangling bars attached to them, that run from front to back through the lobe of your ears.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Lower Ear/SteelDanglingEarBar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkEarStud = {TypeOne: 3, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A matching pair of girly yet simple short pink metal stud bars tipped in barbell caps, that run from front to back through the lobe of your ears.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Lower Ear/PinkEarStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.LargeGoldEarHoop = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "An eye-catching matching pair of huge flirty gold hoops, that run from front to back through the lobe of your ears.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Lower Ear/LargeGoldEarHoop.png]]"}>> <<set setup.LargePinkEarHoop = {TypeOne: 3, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A flirty and eye-catching matching pair of huge girly pink metal hoops, that run from front to back through the lobe of your ears.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Lower Ear/LargePinkEarHoop.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PurpleStarEarStud = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A matching pair of girly yet simple small purple plastic star tipped ear studs, that run from front to back through the lobe of your ears.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Lower Ear/PurpleStarEarStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlueStarSilverEarStud = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A matching pair of girly yet simple small blue enamel star tipped ear studs, surrounded with a silver border, that run from front to back through the lobe of your ears.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Lower Ear/BlueStarSilverEarStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkHeartGoldEarStud = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A matching pair of girly yet simple small pink enamel heart tipped ear studs, surrounded with a gold border, that run from front to back through the lobe of your ears.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Lower Ear/PinkHeartGoldEarStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldButterflyEarRing = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A stylish and eye-catching matching pair of ear rings with cute golden butterfly charms hanging from them, that run from front to back through the lobe of your ears.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Lower Ear/GoldButterflyEarRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.LargeDanglingGoldSlutHeartEarRing = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A flirty and eye-catching matching pair of huge girly golden love hearts with the word ‘slut’ written in them, that dangle from chains linked to rings which run from front to back through the lobe of your ears.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Lower Ear/LargeDanglingGoldSlutHeartEarRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.LowerEarPierceList = [setup.EmptyLowerEar, setup.SteelEarStud, setup.GoldEarStud, setup.GoldEarRing, setup.SteelDanglingEarBar, setup.PinkEarStud, setup.LargeGoldEarHoop, setup.LargePinkEarHoop, setup.PurpleStarEarStud, setup.BlueStarSilverEarStud, setup.PinkHeartGoldEarStud, setup.GoldButterflyEarRing, setup.LargeDanglingGoldSlutHeartEarRing]>> /* Upper Ear Piercing Information */ <<set setup.UpperEarPierceIndex = ["Empty", "Steel Upper Ear Stud", "Gold Upper Ear Stud", "Steel Upper Ear Ring", "Gold Upper Ear Ring", "Steel Upper Ear Helix Barbell", "Black Criss-Cross Upper Ear Ring", "Silver Runic Cuff Upper Ear Ring"]>> <<set setup.EmptyUpperEar = {TypeOne: 0, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "The result of leaving your upper ear piercing hole empty.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelUpperEarStud = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A single simple short steel stud, that runs from front to back through the top of your ear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Upper Ear/SteelUpperEarStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldUpperEarStud = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A single simple short gold stud, that runs from front to back through the top of your ear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Upper Ear/GoldUpperEarStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelUpperEarRing = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A single simple small steel ring, that runs from front to back through the top of your ear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Upper Ear/SteelUpperEarRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldUpperEarRing = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A single simple small gold ring, that runs from front to back through the top of your ear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Upper Ear/GoldUpperEarRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelUpperEarHelixBarbell = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A single simple short steel barbell with small steel caps, that runs from front to back through the top of your ear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Upper Ear/SteelUpperEarHelixBarbell.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlackCrissCrossUpperEarRing = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A single black criss-crossing pair of bands, that run from front to back through the top of your ear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Upper Ear/BlackCrissCrossUpperEarRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SilverRunicCuffUpperEarRing = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A single thick silver cuff-style ring with a classic runic inscription across its surface, that runs from front to back through the top of your ear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Upper Ear/SilverRunicCuffUpperEarRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.UpperEarPierceList = [setup.EmptyUpperEar, setup.SteelUpperEarStud, setup.GoldUpperEarStud, setup.SteelUpperEarRing, setup.GoldUpperEarRing, setup.SteelUpperEarHelixBarbell, setup.BlackCrissCrossUpperEarRing, setup.SilverRunicCuffUpperEarRing]>> /* Upper Ear Bar Piercing Information */ <<set setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex = ["Empty", "Steel Upper Ear Bar", "Gold Arrow Upper Ear Bar", "Silver Elf Ear Cuff"]>> <<set setup.EmptyUpperEarBar = {TypeOne: 0, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "The result of leaving your upper ear bar piercing hole empty.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelUpperEarBar = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A simple long steel bar tipped in barbell caps that runs from one side of the upper ear to the other.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Upper Ear Bar/SteelUpperEarBar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldArrowUpperEarBar = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A stylish long golden bar, shaped like an arrow, and tipped in barbell caps that runs from one side of the upper ear to the other.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Upper Ear Bar/GoldArrowUpperEarBar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SilverElfEarCuff = {TypeOne: 1, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A cute and stylish elegant silver elven ear cuff, which makes use of the barbell piercing holes to affix to the wearers ear.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Upper Ear Bar/SilverElfEarCuff.png]]"}>> <<set setup.UpperEarBarPierceList = [setup.EmptyUpperEarBar, setup.SteelUpperEarBar, setup.GoldArrowUpperEarBar, setup.SilverElfEarCuff]>> /* Belly Button Piercing Information */ <<set setup.BellyPierceIndex = ["Empty", "Steel Belly Stud", "Steel Belly Ring Stud", "Gold Belly Ring Stud", "Gold Heart Dangling Belly Stud"]>> <<set setup.EmptyBelly = {TypeOne: 0, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "The result of leaving your belly button piercing hole empty.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelBellyStud = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A simple short steel stud bar tipped in barbell caps, that runs through the top lip of the belly button.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Belly/SteelBellyStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelBellyRingStud = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A simple short steel stud bar tipped at one end in a barbell cap attached to a small ring, that runs through the top lip of the belly button.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Belly/SteelBellyRingStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldBellyRingStud = {TypeOne: 4, TypeTwo: 2, Description: "A stylish yet simple short gold stud bar tipped at one end in a barbell cap attached to a small ring, that runs through the top lip of the belly button.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Belly/GoldBellyRingStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldHeartDanglingBellyStud = {TypeOne: 3, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "A cute and flirty short gold stud bar tipped at one end in a barbell cap attached to a dangling chain with heart-shaped charms on it, that runs through the top lip of the belly button.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Belly/GoldHeartDanglingBellyStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BellyPierceList = [setup.EmptyBelly, setup.SteelBellyStud, setup.SteelBellyRingStud, setup.GoldBellyRingStud, setup.GoldHeartDanglingBellyStud]>> /* Nipple Piercing Information */ <<set setup.NipplePierceIndex = ["Empty", "Steel Nipple Bar", "Steel Nipple Ring", "Gold Nipple Ring", "Pink Heart Nipple Bar", "Steel Winged Nipple Bar", "Steel Nipple Shield Bar", "Blue Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar", "Clear Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar", "Pink Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar"]>> <<set setup.EmptyNipple = {TypeOne: 0, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "The result of leaving your nipple piercing holes empty.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelNippleBar = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A matching pair of simple short steel stud bars tipped in barbell caps, that run through the center of your nipples.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Nipple/SteelNippleBar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelNippleRing = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A matching pair of simple short steel rings, that run through the center of your nipples.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Nipple/SteelNippleRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldNippleRing = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A matching pair of stylish yet simple short gold rings, that run through the center of your nipples.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Nipple/GoldNippleRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkHeartNippleBar = {TypeOne: 3, TypeTwo: 1, Description: "An eye-catching matching pair of short pink steel stud bars tipped in heart-shaped barbell caps, that run through the center of your nipples.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Nipple/PinkHeartNippleBar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelWingedNippleBar = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A matching pair of short steel stud bars tipped in barbell caps shaped like wings, that run through the center of your nipples. ", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Nipple/SteelWingedNippleBar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelNippleShieldBar = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A matching pair of simple short steel stud bars tipped in barbell caps, that run through both the center of your nipples and an outer nipple shield ring. ", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Nipple/SteelNippleShieldBar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.BlueGemHeartNippleShieldBar = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "An eye-catching matching pair of short steel stud bars tipped in barbell caps, that run through the center of your nipples and an outer heart-shaped blue gem encrusted nipple shield.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Nipple/BlueGemHeartNippleShieldBar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.ClearGemHeartNippleShieldBar = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "An eye-catching matching pair of short steel stud bars tipped in barbell caps, that run through the center of your nipples and an outer heart-shaped clear gem encrusted nipple shield.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Nipple/ClearGemHeartNippleShieldBar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.PinkGemHeartNippleShieldBar = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "An eye-catching matching pair of short steel stud bars tipped in barbell caps, that run through the center of your nipples and an outer heart-shaped pink gem encrusted nipple shield.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Nipple/PinkGemHeartNippleShieldBar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.NipplePierceList = [setup.EmptyNipple, setup.SteelNippleBar, setup.SteelNippleRing, setup.GoldNippleRing, setup.PinkHeartNippleBar, setup.SteelWingedNippleBar , setup.SteelNippleShieldBar , setup.BlueGemHeartNippleShieldBar , setup.ClearGemHeartNippleShieldBar , setup.PinkGemHeartNippleShieldBar]>> /* Clit Piercing Information */ <<set setup.ClitPierceIndex = ["Empty", "Steel Clit Bar", "Steel Clit Ring", "Gold Clit Ring"]>> <<set setup.EmptyClit = {TypeOne: 0, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "The result of leaving your clit piercing hole empty.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelClitBar = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A simple short steel stud bar tipped in tiny barbell caps, that runs through the center of your clitoris.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Clit/SteelClitBar.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelClitRing = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A simple short steel ring, that runs through the center of your clitoris.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Clit/SteelClitRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldClitRing = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A stylish yet simple short gold ring, that runs through the center of your clitoris.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Clit/GoldClitRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.ClitPierceList = [setup.EmptyClit, setup.SteelClitBar, setup.SteelClitRing, setup.GoldClitRing]>> /* Septum Piercing Information */ <<set setup.SeptumPierceIndex = ["Empty", "Steel Septum Ring", "Gold Septum Ring", "Silver Captive Bead Septum Ring", "Gold Captive Bead Septum Ring", "Silver Horseshoe Septum Barbell", "Gold Horseshoe Septum Barbell"]>> <<set setup.EmptySeptum = {TypeOne: 0, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "The result of leaving your septum piercing hole empty.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelSeptumRing = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A simple short steel ring, that runs through the central septum spot in the nose.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Septum/SteelSeptumRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldSeptumRing = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A stylish yet simple short gold ring, that runs through the central septum spot in the nose.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Septum/GoldSeptumRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SilverCaptiveBeadSeptumRing = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A simple short silver ring with a central bead, that runs through the central septum spot in the nose.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Septum/SilverCaptiveBeadSeptumRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldCaptiveBeadSeptumRing = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A stylish yet simple short gold ring with a central bead, that runs through the central septum spot in the nose.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Septum/GoldCaptiveBeadSeptumRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SilverHorseshoeSeptumBarbell = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A simple short silver horseshoe bar capped at each end, that runs through the central septum spot in the nose.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Septum/SilverHorseshoeSeptumBarbell.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldHorseshoeSeptumBarbell = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A stylish yet simple short gold horseshoe bar capped at each end, that runs through the central septum spot in the nose.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Septum/GoldHorseshoeSeptumBarbell.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SeptumPierceList = [setup.EmptySeptum, setup.SteelSeptumRing, setup.GoldSeptumRing, setup.SilverCaptiveBeadSeptumRing, setup.GoldCaptiveBeadSeptumRing, setup.SilverHorseshoeSeptumBarbell, setup.GoldHorseshoeSeptumBarbell]>> /* Nostril Piercing Information */ <<set setup.NostrilPierceIndex = ["Empty", "Steel Nostril Stud", "Steel Nostril Ring", "Gold Nostril Ring"]>> <<set setup.EmptyNostril = {TypeOne: 0, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "The result of leaving your nostril piercing hole empty.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelNostrilStud = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A simple short steel stud bar tipped in barbell caps, that runs through one nostril.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Nostril/SteelNostrilStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelNostrilRing = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A simple short steel ring, that runs through one nostril.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Nostril/SteelNostrilRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.GoldNostrilRing = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 4, Description: "A stylish yet simple short gold ring, that runs through one nostril.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Nostril/GoldNostrilRing.png]]"}>> <<set setup.NostrilPierceList = [setup.EmptyNostril, setup.SteelNostrilStud, setup.SteelNostrilRing, setup.GoldNostrilRing]>> /* Tongue Piercing Information */ <<set setup.TonguePierceIndex = ["Empty", "Steel Tongue Stud", "Steel Tongue Door Knocker Stud"]>> <<set setup.EmptyTongue = {TypeOne: 0, TypeTwo: 0, Description: "The result of leaving your tongue piercing hole empty.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelTongueStud = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 3, Description: "A simple short steel stud bar tipped in barbell caps, that runs through the center of your tongue.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Tongue/SteelTongueStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.SteelTongueDoorKnockerStud = {TypeOne: 2, TypeTwo: 5, Description: "A short steel stud bar tipped in a barbell cap with a ring through it, that runs through the center of your tongue.", Image: "[img[TRCimgs/Piercings/Tongue/SteelTongueDoorKnockerStud.png]]"}>> <<set setup.TonguePierceList = [setup.EmptyTongue, setup.SteelTongueStud, setup.SteelTongueDoorKnockerStud]>>

Spotting the colourful cloth patch sewn onto her backpack featuring a cartoon diaper and the words ‘Diaper Racing’, you comment to Aurora, "Hey, Aurora. What’s with the patch?", pointing at the mentioned item. Fidgeting slightly, the black <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furred<<else>>haired<</if>> tom-boy answers back sheepishly, "Oh, it’s just … you know, something that I do. It’s a gameshow they run on the nursery channel. The prizes for winning are really good, even got my backpack from them. Thought that I might as well put the patch on it as it’s good advertising". Wanting to know more, you ask further, "Sounds interesting, do you have any good stories about it? Is it easy to get involved with? Do you think I could get any good prizes out of it?", getting more curious by the minute. "Woah there, lots of questions. Yeah, I’ve had some pretty close matches in the past … though they can be kind of embarrassing. You’ll have to see for yourself, there are probably clips of my matches out there somewhere online or on the nursery’s channel. As for getting involved, the nursery is always up for a match really, so you just need to tell them. As for prizes for you, well you are on the trainee programme so it might be tough, but if you managed to get the champion slot I don’t think there’s any way they could get around not giving you some kind of big reward", Aurora answers, now having regained her usual cool. Given all the talk about it, you get the impression that she’d probably be up for a match if you were interested and had some free time. Do you: <<if $diaperRacingAuroraToday>>You’ve already played against Aurora today, maybe you should wait until tomorrow to ask again<<elseif !$diaperMessingPlay && !$diaperWettingPlay>>You're not interested in this, so won't ask to take part<<elseif (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2)>>You can't compete as you're not wearing a diaper<<elseif (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3) && ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay) && $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>>You're too tired to compete in the competition at the moment, maybe if you rested first you'd be able to<<elseif (setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3) && ($diaperMessingPlay || $diaperWettingPlay) && $actionAmountCurrent < $actionLimit>><a data-passage="Dipaer Racing Game Aurora Intro">Ask if you can compete against her</a><</if>> [[Return to talking with Aurora|Little Land Nursery Spend Time With Aurora]]

<<set $diaperRacingOpponentCheats += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen seems to be having some issue with her selection. You can’t be sure, but she appears to be frantically trying to make a selection, pressing the buttons yet nothing is responding. Instead you see the mysterious, "VIBE SELF SELECTED", flash across her screen in an entirely different font than usual, confusing you and panicking the beleaguered brunette. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice not acting as if anything unusual is happening. The host equally seems to be just amused by the outcome and makes no move to try and stop it. Her face blushing bright red, Kristen cries out, "No! This can’t be happening, I didn’t select … didn’t select that! There’s a mistake, please you have to turn it o..OOoFFfF…", her pleas for help halted as with a loud buzz you realize that the entire seat section of her locked highchair is now vibrating, this obviously having a large and immediate effect on poor Kristen. Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the feminine form of Kristen is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of her, along with her current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on her large and cushiony diaper. Now letting out embarrassed moans, her face covered in a deep blush of embarrassment which she tries to hide the best she can, it seems like she might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>Kristen cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to mess her diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Kristen cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to wet her diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Kristen cums in her diaper<</if>>. A tired and slightly serene look appears on her face for the briefest moment before she suddenly looks increasingly embarrassed by what she just did.

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 150>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 150>><</if>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentCheats += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentEmbarrassment += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Kristen seems to be having some issue with her selection. You can’t be sure, but she appears to be frantically trying to make a selection, pressing the buttons yet nothing is responding. Instead you see the mysterious, "SUPER MILK SELECTED", flash across her screen in an entirely different font than usual, confusing you and panicking the beleaguered brunette. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice not acting as if anything unusual is happening. The host equally seems to be just amused by the outcome and makes no move to try and stop it. Her face blushing bright red, Kristen cries out, "No! This can’t be happening, I didn’t select … didn’t select that! There’s a mistake, please you have to turn it o..OOoFFfF…", her pleas for help halted as Lucy sticks a clear hose in her mouth, the novel of which buckles around her head like a gag to stop her from being able to resist or remove it. As her helper poses and gestures flamboyantly, drawing attention to her charges plight, you notice that an incredible amount of milk seems to be flowing down the tube and right into Kristen’s waiting mouth. Unable to do anything else but drink, you watch as she squirms about uncomfortably, gulping it all down without any other choice. At first you suspect it to be milk she’s drinking, but by the expression of dislike on her face you wonder if it might possibly be something else, or at least have something added to it to make it less tasty. Eventually though Kristen seems to accept it happening, looking extremely embarrassed about what’s happening to her, her stomach gurgling and distending out slightly from being overfilled.

<<set $diaperRacingOpponentCheats += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah seems to be having a meltdown at her assistant, cursing at her squirming to try to get out of her seat. Watching on, instead of the usual message you see when your opponent makes a choice you instead see the mysterious, "VIBE PUNISHMENT!", flash across her screen in animated form that was obviously pre-prepared, further annoying the bratty brunette. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the new occurrence as if nothing unusual is happening. The host equally seems to be just amused by the outcome and waits eagerly to see what happens next. Her face becoming a flustered bright red, Hannah shouts out, "This isn’t fair! You’re all mean … and stupid! Yeah, big mean stupid faces! Now let me out of this thing immedia…AAaaaAgh…", her tantrum halted as with a loud buzz you realize that the entire seat section of her locked highchair is now vibrating, this obviously having a large and immediate effect on poor Hannah. Suddenly, you see that the screen focusing on the bratty form of Hannah is now in a split screen mode. The normal view of her, along with her current ‘score’ is held in one, but the other is focused heavily on her large and cushiony diaper. Now letting out embarrassed moans, her face covered in a deep blush of embarrassment which she tries to hide the best she can, it seems like she might not be able to resist orgasming for long. With one last dramatic moan <<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>>Hannah cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on rear of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to mess her diaper early with the strain of it<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>>Hannah cums, but, her cum-ing isn’t all she‘s doing, the zoomed in on front of her diaper showing that her orgasm has spurred her on to wet her diaper early with the strain of it<<else>>Hannah cums in her diaper<</if>>. A tired and grumpy look appears on her face for the briefest moment before she suddenly looks increasingly embarrassed by what she just did.

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 150>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 150>><</if>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentCheats += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Hannah seems to be having a meltdown at her assistant, cursing at her squirming to try to get out of her seat. Watching on, instead of the usual message you see when your opponent makes a choice you instead see the mysterious, "SUPER MILK PUNISHMENT!", flash across her screen in animated form that was obviously pre-prepared, further annoying the bratty brunette. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the new occurrence as if nothing unusual is happening. The host equally seems to be just amused by the outcome and waits eagerly to see what happens next. Her face becoming a flustered bright red, Hannah shouts out, "This isn’t fair! You’re all mean … and stupid! Yeah, big mean stupid faces! Now let me out of this thing immedia…AAaaaAgh…", her tantrum halted as Lucy sticks a clear hose in her mouth, the novel of which buckles around her head like a gag to stop her from being able to resist or remove it. As her helper poses and gestures flamboyantly, drawing attention to her charges plight, you notice that an incredible amount of milk seems to be flowing down the tube and right into Hannah’s waiting mouth. Unable to do anything else but drink, you watch as she squirms about uncomfortably, gulping it all down without any other choice. At first you suspect it to be milk she’s drinking, but by the expression of dislike on her face you wonder if it might possibly be something else, or at least have something added to it to make it less tasty. Eventually though Hannah seems to begrudgingly accept it happening, looking extremely grumpy about what’s happening to her, her stomach gurgling and distending out slightly from being overfilled.

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 40>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 40>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora has decided on the cum bottle this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of cum into the tom-boy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be relatively relaxed still though, happily drinking the cum. <<elseif $diaperRacingOpponent == 10>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger = 0>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie has decided on the cum bottle this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the babies bottle of cum into the furry sissy’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Aurora seems to be extremely happy though, drinking the cum and almost immediately becoming much more relaxed. <</if>>

<<cumFace>><<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 40>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 40>><</if>>Picking the cum bottle option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small babies bottle of thick goop-y cum. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be fed by the attractive woman, the rubber nub of the bottle pushed past your lips, the salty and slimy contents of the bottle running down your throat. The cum bottle isn’t a particularly large portion, but it is extremely filling, the whole process of drinking down <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>someone unknown persons fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>some unknown persons cum<<else>>some unknown peoples cum and fem-cum<</if>> also rather embarrassing. Sadly, your assistant doesn’t seem to have the most patience, as she manages to pull it away too early a few times, spilling cum across both your face and you in general, giving your face a messy cum coating. <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 150>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 150>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 150>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 150>><</if>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentCheats += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger = 0>><<set $diaperRacingAllieCumParty += 1>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Allie seems to be getting increasingly excited about her selection this round, making you in turn increasingly nervous. All of a sudden a twang of peppy music plays, a mysterious animatic playing across the screens which reads, "Cum Party!", balloons dropping from the ceiling as the audience begin to cheer. Her helper, meanwhile, laughs happily in response to the choice clearly enjoying this. The host equally seems to be in high spirits, joining in the cheers by doing a dramatic rhythmic clapping above his head. Her snout practically vibrating, Allie calls out, "Cum party! Cum Party! Cum Part..OOoFFfF…", her gleeful cheers halted as Lucy sticks a clear hose in her mouth, the novel of which buckles around her head like a gag to stop her from being able to resist or remove it. As her helper poses and gestures flamboyantly, drawing attention to her charges plight, you notice that an incredible amount of <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>> seems to be flowing down the tube and right into Allie’s waiting mouth. Unable to do anything else but drink, you get the impression that she would be drinking it anyway even if that wasn’t the case, the colourful wolf-gurl gulping it all down without any hesitation. Despite the huge quantities of <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>> she seems to be consuming, it just keeps on coming, Allie enjoying it all as her stomach gurgles and distends out slightly from being overfilled. All the while she seems to be both ecstatically happy and embarrassed, the whole experience overloading her. Broken out of your distracted state, you suddenly feel a similar hose being slotted vigorously into your own mouth, Cindy giggling by your ear, "It’s your turn now", as she buckles it tight. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the clear hose resting on your tongue, you watch as the salty and slimy cargo rolls down the tube towards you. Landing on your tongue with a strong musky taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, warming it up. The amount of <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>cum<<else>>cum and fem-cum<</if>> you’re being forced to consume is immense, the whole process of drinking down <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>someone unknown persons fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>some unknown persons cum<<else>>some unknown peoples cum and fem-cum<</if>> also rather embarrassing. The only upside of the moment, as your stomach groans in discomfort, is that at least being fed through the tube isn’t too messy an experience.

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 40>><</if>>Picking the orange juice option, you watch on as your assistant quickly walks off to the side of the stage before returning with a small tray. Upon it you see a small brightly coloured sippy cup, filled up with pale iced tea. Your hands bound down onto the high chair, you can do little but let yourself be tended to by the attractive woman, the plastic spout of the sippy cup pushed past your lips, the sweet aromatic contents of the container running down your throat. The juice cup isn’t a particularly large portion, and is actually quite nice, cool and sweet, but somehow it makes your bladder feel much fuller than you think it should. Meanwhile, your assistant doesn’t seem to have the most patience, as she manages to pull it away too early a few times, spilling iced tea across both your face and you in general, making your body a little wet and messy. <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Opponent Turn]]>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponent == 2>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger > 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger -= 1>><</if>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy has decided on the iced tea this round. Her helper, meanwhile, smiles happily in response to the choice. You watch as she pushes the sippy cup of iced tea into the bunny-girl’s mouth, tilting it up so that she has to drink it. Daisy doesn’t seem to have much trouble swallowing it down, the dedicated tea drinking gulping it down not only without issue, but also with a pleasant smile on her face. <</if>>

<<set $diaperRacingDaisyTeaParty = true>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Daisy seems to be particularly happy, pressing in her selection with a big smile. Strangely, Cindy and Lucie begin to leave the stage before anything is announced, which can only assume is because of whatever Daisy has chosen, your assistant giggling quietly on her way out. Ding, Ding Ding!". Confused, you jump a little as a large chiming bell sounds off, confetti raining down on the stage from above. Standing amidst the snow of confetti, the flamboyant gameshow host announces with a grin, "Well here it is folks! It can only happen once per match with Daisy, and we are about to see it. Daisy’s tea party is about to begin, so it’s about time we get things set up and then hand the procedure over to her", gesturing dramatically as the two assistants return to the audiences excited cheers. Looking from side to side, you first see that Cindy is wheeling out a rather cute looking frilly table-cloth covered table. Meanwhile, to the other side her counterpoint is wheeling out a trolled filled to the brim with cakes and teapots, the delicious smells exciting you even if the quantity of food and drink that she’s bringing is worrying. Placing the table in the front and center of the stage, your assistant returns to steer your highchair over towards it, Cindy whispering with another giggle, "Lucky! The treats that they get in for Daisy always look so delicious". Seated across from Daisy, a plethora of cakes, muffins, biscuits, scones, and of course teapots laid out between you. The crowd quietening down in anticipation of what is going to happen next, Daisy merely smiles at you politely, "Good day to you $firstName, thank you for attending my impromptu tea party. Whilst I feel it slightly spoils the mood of matters, it feels only fair for me to explain the rules. You see, when I was offered a special rule for my matches I decided it would be rude to pick something too mean or advantageous to myself, so instead thought a tea party would be a nice change of pace. Sadly, this is still the game, so effectively we both continue the tea party until I decide otherwise, consuming the same delicious treats that I pick out. I hope you <<if $diaperRacingOpponentAnger > 1>>enjoy<<else>>enjoy<</if>> our little tea party". <<set _randomTeaPartyOptions = []>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set _randomTeaPartyOptions = _randomTeaPartyOptions.concat("Cake")>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set _randomTeaPartyOptions = _randomTeaPartyOptions.concat("Tea", "Tea")>><</if>><<set _selectedTeaPartyOptions = _randomTeaPartyOptions.random()>><<if _selectedTeaPartyOptions == "Tea">><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 60>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 15>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 30>><</if>>Nodding at her assistant, Daisy announces, "Perhaps we should start with some tea", the both of you being presented with sippy cups of lukewarm tea by Cindy and Lucy on this pronouncement. Sitting across from each other as you drink down the tea that’s proffered to you, you notice that Daisy seems to especially enjoy the drink, delicately imbibing it with a serene expression. On the other hand, you find it much harder to get through the sheer quantity of tea that you’re made to drink, your bladder feeling bloated after having downed at least three fully sippy cups.<<if $diaperRacingPlayerFood >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your bladder isn’t all that happens, your bowels reacting too. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Messing Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but that foul undertone is not a pleasant addition. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<<elseif $diaperRacingPlayerDrink >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your bladder is too much. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Wetting Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The urine smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but you can just about make out the smell of your piss over it as it floods into your diaper, embarrassing you even further. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Messing Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarrassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Wetting Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarrassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<</if>><<elseif _selectedTeaPartyOptions == "Cake">><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 60>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 60>><</if>>Nodding at her assistant, Daisy announces, "Perhaps we should start with some cake", the both of you being presented with large slabs of assorted cake by Cindy and Lucy on this pronouncement. Sitting across from each other as you eat the sugary desserts that are proffered to you, you notice that Daisy seems to have a bit of difficulty eating it, but still seems to enjoy herself. On the other hand, you find it much harder to get through the sheer quantity of cake that you’re made to eat, your stomach feeling bloated after having eaten what you guess to be at least half a cake by the end.<<if $diaperRacingPlayerFood >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your stomach is too much, your bowels reacting too. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Messing Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but that foul undertone is not a pleasant addition. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<<elseif $diaperRacingPlayerDrink >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your stomach isn’t all that happens. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Wetting Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The urine smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but you can just about make out the smell of your piss over it as it floods into your diaper, embarrassing you even further. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Messing Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Wetting Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarrassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<</if>><</if>><<set _selectedTeaPartyOptions = _randomTeaPartyOptions.random()>><<if _selectedTeaPartyOptions == "Tea" && $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 1>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 60>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 15>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 30>><</if>> Gesturing subtly again to her assistant, Daisy announces, "Hmm, I don’t think I’m entirely done yet. Perhaps we should have some tea", the both of you being presented with sippy cups of lukewarm tea by Cindy and Lucy on this pronouncement. Sitting across from each other as you drink down the tea that’s proffered to you, you notice that Daisy seems to especially enjoy the drink, delicately imbibing it with a serene expression. On the other hand, you find it much harder to get through the sheer quantity of tea that you’re made to drink, your bladder feeling bloated after having downed at least three fully sippy cups.<<if $diaperRacingPlayerFood >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your bladder isn’t all that happens, your bowels reacting too. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Messing Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but that foul undertone is not a pleasant addition. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<<elseif $diaperRacingPlayerDrink >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your bladder is too much. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Wetting Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The urine smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but you can just about make out the smell of your piss over it as it floods into your diaper, embarrassing you even further. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Messing Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Wetting Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarrassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<</if>><<elseif _selectedTeaPartyOptions == "Cake" && $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 1>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 60>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 60>><</if>> Gesturing subtly again to her assistant, Daisy announces, "Hmm, I don’t think I’m entirely done yet. Perhaps we should have some cake", the both of you being presented with large slabs of assorted cake by Cindy and Lucy on this pronouncement. Sitting across from each other as you eat the sugary desserts that are proffered to you, you notice that Daisy seems to have a bit of difficulty eating it, but still seems to enjoy herself. On the other hand, you find it much harder to get through the sheer quantity of cake that you’re made to eat, your stomach feeling bloated after having eaten what you guess to be at least half a cake by the end.<<if $diaperRacingPlayerFood >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your stomach is too much, your bowels reacting too. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Messing Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but that foul undertone is not a pleasant addition. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<<elseif $diaperRacingPlayerDrink >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your stomach isn’t all that happens. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Wetting Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The urine smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but you can just about make out the smell of your piss over it as it floods into your diaper, embarrassing you even further. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Messing Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Wetting Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarrassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<</if>><</if>><<set _selectedTeaPartyOptions = _randomTeaPartyOptions.random()>><<if _selectedTeaPartyOptions == "Tea" && $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 2>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 60>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 15>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 30>><</if>> Winking at her assistant, Daisy announces, "I don’t think I’m done yet … and you have been rather harsh with your choices so far. Perhaps we should continue with some tea", the both of you being presented with sippy cups of lukewarm tea by Cindy and Lucy on this pronouncement. Sitting across from each other as you drink down the tea that’s proffered to you, you notice that Daisy seems to especially enjoy the drink, delicately imbibing it with a serene expression. On the other hand, you find it much harder to get through the sheer quantity of tea that you’re made to drink, your bladder feeling bloated after having downed at least three fully sippy cups.<<if $diaperRacingPlayerFood >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your bladder isn’t all that happens, your bowels reacting too. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Messing Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but that foul undertone is not a pleasant addition. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<<elseif $diaperRacingPlayerDrink >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your bladder is too much. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Wetting Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The urine smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but you can just about make out the smell of your piss over it as it floods into your diaper, embarrassing you even further. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Messing Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Wetting Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarrassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<</if>><<elseif _selectedTeaPartyOptions == "Cake" && $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 2>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 60>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 60>><</if>> Winking at her assistant, Daisy announces, "I don’t think I’m done yet … and you have been rather harsh with your choices so far. Perhaps we should continue with some cake", the both of you being presented with large slabs of assorted cake by Cindy and Lucy on this pronouncement. Sitting across from each other as you eat the sugary desserts that are proffered to you, you notice that Daisy seems to have a bit of difficulty eating it, but still seems to enjoy herself. On the other hand, you find it much harder to get through the sheer quantity of cake that you’re made to eat, your stomach feeling bloated after having eaten what you guess to be at least half a cake by the end.<<if $diaperRacingPlayerFood >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your stomach is too much, your bowels reacting too. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Messing Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but that foul undertone is not a pleasant addition. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<<elseif $diaperRacingPlayerDrink >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your stomach isn’t all that happens. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Wetting Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The urine smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but you can just about make out the smell of your piss over it as it floods into your diaper, embarrassing you even further. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Messing Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Wetting Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarrassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<</if>><</if>><<set _selectedTeaPartyOptions = _randomTeaPartyOptions.random()>><<if _selectedTeaPartyOptions == "Tea" && $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 60>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 15>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 30>><</if>> Grinning at her assistant, Daisy announces, "I think I can continue on a little further … to be honest you were pretty mean, so I think this only seems fair. Perhaps we should continue with some tea", the both of you being presented with sippy cups of lukewarm tea by Cindy and Lucy on this pronouncement. Sitting across from each other as you drink down the tea that’s proffered to you, you notice that Daisy seems to especially enjoy the drink, delicately imbibing it with a serene expression. On the other hand, you find it much harder to get through the sheer quantity of tea that you’re made to drink, your bladder feeling bloated after having downed at least three fully sippy cups.<<if $diaperRacingPlayerFood >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your bladder isn’t all that happens, your bowels reacting too. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Messing Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but that foul undertone is not a pleasant addition. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<<elseif $diaperRacingPlayerDrink >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your bladder is too much. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Wetting Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The urine smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but you can just about make out the smell of your piss over it as it floods into your diaper, embarrassing you even further. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Messing Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Wetting Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarrassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<</if>><<elseif _selectedTeaPartyOptions == "Cake" && $diaperRacingOpponentAnger >= 3>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 60>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 5>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 60>><</if>> Grinning at her assistant, Daisy announces, "I think I can continue on a little further … to be honest you were pretty mean, so I think this only seems fair. Perhaps we should continue with some cake", the both of you being presented with large slabs of assorted cake by Cindy and Lucy on this pronouncement. Sitting across from each other as you eat the sugary desserts that are proffered to you, you notice that Daisy seems to have a bit of difficulty eating it, but still seems to enjoy herself. On the other hand, you find it much harder to get through the sheer quantity of cake that you’re made to eat, your stomach feeling bloated after having eaten what you guess to be at least half a cake by the end.<<if $diaperRacingPlayerFood >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your stomach is too much, your bowels reacting too. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Messing Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but that foul undertone is not a pleasant addition. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<<elseif $diaperRacingPlayerDrink >= ((140 - (20 * $diaperSkill))/2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink = 0>> Sadly, the strain on your stomach isn’t all that happens. It happens suddenly, but the tell-tale flashing red "Wetting Incoming" ensures that nobody misses your humiliation. The urine smell is slightly disguised by the scent of tea and cakes, but you can just about make out the smell of your piss over it as it floods into your diaper, embarrassing you even further. The audience, however, love what they see, cheering and laughing as they watch, likely considering it a highlight of the show.<</if>><<if $diaperRacingOpponentFood >= ($diaperRacingOpponentFoodMax / 2) && $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentMess += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Messing Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<<elseif $diaperRacingOpponentDrink >= ($diaperRacingOpponentDrinkMax / 2) && $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentWet += 1>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink = 0>> Daisy strains in her seat, looking uncomfortable. You momentarily wonder if it might be indigestion, but when the "Wetting Incoming" sign lights up you’re now sure exactly what is happening. Embarrassment crossing her features, the zoomed in camera on the rear of her diaper shows that she has just messed her diaper, the crowd cheering at her public humiliation.<</if>><</if>> Everything now finished, the blonde bunny-girl smiles at you politely, "That was lovely wasn’t it? Thank you for attending my tea party, I hope we can do this again in the future". As both of you are wheeled back over to your starting positions and the table is cleared away, you’re pretty sure you notice a content and relaxed expression cross Daisy’s face, likely signalling that she’s in a much better mood.<<set $diaperRacingOpponentAnger = 0>>

<<set $diaperRacingOpponentCheats += 1>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 60>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 60>><</if>>As Malus’s selection of the, "Milk Bottle", option flashes on the screen, you see his carer Agnes scowl. However, behind that scowl a glint of something else flashes in her eye. "Thunk!", you turn to look as the Amazonian blonde kicks the high-tech back of Malus’s repeatedly, the screen displaying his choice flickering before the selection shifts to, "Agnes Cheats". It certainly seems unfair, yet, neither the gameshow host nor Cindy seem to have any particular reaction. Indeed, even when she walks off stage grinning to herself maliciously, nobody seems to call her out on it. As the crowd looks on in a mix of bewilderment and knowing amusement, Charles the gameshow host announces with a laugh, "Well if it says it on the screen folks, then it must be true. Guess that means Agnes, Malus’s lovely carer, gets to cheat this round. I’m certainly surprised, but boy I bet whatever she has cooking up is going to be a fun surprise!". Waiting in an increasingly nervous state, Cindy giggles in your ear, "Ooo, looks like Agnes is being naughty! Nothing I can do but enjoy watching what she does, though she totes won’t be allowed to do anything too mean", your assistant tapping you on the shoulder to indicate to you that your soon to be tormentor is returning. Emerging with a tray filled with five or six baby’s bottles Agnes crosses over to you, flanking you so that she’s on one side and Cindy is on the other. Placing down the tray, and picking up the first of the bottles, the mean carer squeezes it so it splatters your face, laughing derisively as she does, "What a loser! You’re stuck here with me, and I’m going to make sure not only will you look like a big baby idiot, but you’ll also be a total loser too! Not that I particularly care if Malus gets celebrated either, however, when he wins I get the prize which means that it sucks to be you", the liquid despite looking like milk smelling surprisingly unpleasant. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the bottle rammed into your mouth, squeezing the slightly warm ‘milk’ into your mouth. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place sour and disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. The first bottle is bad enough, but once you’ve drunk one another is forced upon you, the whole process of swallowing it down both gross and embarrassing. Cindy, meanwhile, is no help, instead giggling at Agnes’s actions and cooing over how cute she thinks you look during it all. Six bottles later you feel almost impossibly full and extremely uncomfortable, but at least it’s over.

<<set $diaperRacingAuroraRandom = []>><<if $cumPlay>><<set $diaperRacingAuroraRandom = $diaperRacingAuroraRandom.concat ("Cum")>><<else>><<set $diaperRacingAuroraRandom = $diaperRacingAuroraRandom.concat ("Milk")>><</if>><<set $diaperRacingAuroraRandom = $diaperRacingAuroraRandom.concat ("Milk", "Milk")>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingAuroraRandom = $diaperRacingAuroraRandom.concat ("Orange Goop")>><<else>><<set $diaperRacingAuroraRandom = $diaperRacingAuroraRandom.concat ("Castor Oil")>><</if>><<set $diaperRacingAuroraRandom = $diaperRacingAuroraRandom.concat ("Empty")>><<set $diaperRacingAuroraRandom = $diaperRacingAuroraRandom.concat ("Super Milk")>>Glancing to your side, you notice that Aurora seems to be excited. At the same time, Cindy and Lucie begin to leave the stage before anything is announced, which can only assume is because they need to set up the bottle roulette round. As a bell begins to chime, Ding, Ding Ding!", confetti rains down on the stage from above, further confirming that this is going to be a special round of the game. Standing amidst the snow of confetti, the flamboyant gameshow host announces with a grin, "Well you heard it folks, that bell means we’re about to start a round of … bottle roulette! For those of you just tuning in, bottle roulette works as follows. Six bottles, one empty, one filled with ‘super milk’, four assorted other bottles. Aurora and $firstName will take it in turns, spinning the roulette table. At any time either player can stay on their current bottle drinking it, or not as the case may be, and ending the round. However, if any player lands on the ‘super milk’ then everything is over and they will have to drink that … lovely bottle. As the rules go, our challenger $firstName will have first spin, so lets get ready for bottle roulette!", gesturing dramatically as the two assistants return to the audiences excited cheers. Looking from side to side, you first see that Cindy is wheeling out a rather small circular table with a kind of ring of bottle holders attached to the top. Meanwhile, to the other side her counterpoint is wheeling out a trolled with six baby’s bottles on top of it, the contents of which are clearly on display through the clear bottles. Placing the table in the front and center of the stage, your assistant returns to steer your highchair over towards it, Cindy whispering encouragingly, "Good luck!". Now sitting across from Aurora, Lucie placing the bottles into the slots in the rotating top wheel of the table. The crowd quietening down in anticipation of what is going to happen next, Aurora slightly nervously comments, "Your spin first $firstName. It’s all set up so you always get a bottle, so any spin should be fine", Cindy doing the first spin of the bottles for you. <<set _playerAuroraSelection = $diaperRacingAuroraRandom.pluck()>><<if _playerAuroraSelection == "Super Milk">><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 60>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 60>><</if>>Cindy taking your turn to spin the roulette wheel for you seeing as you’re bound to the chair, you watch on as it spirals around in circles. Meanwhile, the audience awaits the result in anticipated silence, as the momentum or the spinning wheel of bottles slowly slows down. Then the crack of excitement breaks across everyone assembled, the equally gleeful gameshow host announcing with a grin, "Seems like someone was unlucky enough to land on the Super Milk! A quickfire bottle roulette round, but a fun one nonetheless. Now all that is left is to watch the feeding folks!", attention now fully focused on you and your assistant. Reaching past you Cindy giggles in your ear, "Oh no! Bad luck, now you have to drink the super gross bottle!", picking the ‘super milk’ bottle up out of its slot in the table. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the bottle pushed into your mouth, squeezing the slightly warm ‘milk’ into your mouth. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place sour and disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. It’s bad, but at least it’s only one bottle, the whole process of swallowing it down still both gross and embarrassing. Cindy, meanwhile, is no help, instead remaining amused by your unlucky loss at the game within a game. <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Aurora Bottle Roulette End]]>><<else>> Cindy taking your turn to spin the roulette wheel for you seeing as you’re bound to the chair, you watch on as it spirals around in circles. Meanwhile, the audience awaits the result in anticipated silence, as the momentum or the spinning wheel of bottles slowly slows down. Coming to a stop you can see that the bottle you’ve landed on is a <<if _playerAuroraSelection == "Milk">><<set $holderInt = 1>>bottle of milk<<elseif _playerAuroraSelection == "Cum">><<set $holderInt = 2>>bottle of sexual fluid<<elseif _playerAuroraSelection == "Orange Goop">><<set $holderInt = 3>>bottle of orange goop<<elseif _playerAuroraSelection == "Castor Oil">><<set $holderInt = 4>>bottle of castor oil<<elseif _playerAuroraSelection == "Empty">><<set $holderInt = 5>>bottle with absolutely nothing in it<</if>>. Then the crack of excitement breaks across everyone assembled, curious over what choice you’re about to make, the equally gleeful gameshow host announcing with a grin, "Look what we’ve got here! <<if $holderInt == 1>>$firstName has landed on a milk bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>$firstName has landed on a bottle of cum<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>$firstName has landed on a bottle of unpleasant orange goop<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>$firstName has landed on a bottle of castor oil<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>$firstName has landed on the empty bottle<</if>>, but will they stick on it or continue on risk a future spin? Let’s find out!", attention now fully focused on you and your assistant. Do you: [[Spin|Diaper Racing Game Aurora Bottle Roulette Spin]] [[Stick|Diaper Racing Game Aurora Bottle Roulette Stick]]<</if>>

Thinking things over, you decide to keep going rather than stick with the <<if $holderInt == 1>>bottle of milk<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>bottle of cum<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>bottle of unpleasant orange goop<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>bottle of castor oil<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>empty bottle<</if>>, supposing that it would still be possible for you to come out of this side-game in a better position. With that in mind, you tell the gameshow host, "I’ll keep going and risk another spin", the flamboyantly dressed man nodding dramatically and passing matters back over to your opponent. <<set _auroraAuroraSelection = $diaperRacingAuroraRandom.pluck()>><<if _auroraAuroraSelection == "Super Milk">><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentFood += 60>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingOpponentDrink += 60>><</if>>Lucie giving the roulette wheel a good push for Aurora’s turn, you wait a few moments for it to result in your opponent landing on its outcome. Then the crack of excitement breaks across everyone assembled, the equally gleeful gameshow host announcing with a grin, "Seems like someone was unlucky enough to land on the Super Milk! That’s bad for our sweet Aurora, but good for us viewers. Now all that is left is to watch the feeding folks!", attention now fully focused on her and her assistant. Picking the bottle of ‘super milk’ up out of its slot in the table, Lucie approaches her bound little, placing the rubber end into her mouth. Filled with a slightly lumpy milky substance, the assistant continues to feed Aurora, seemingly amused by the looks of both embarrassed and disgust on her charges face as she’s made to swallow it all down. It probably tastes awful from what you can gather, whilst also providing you with a serious advantage in your Diaper Racing match, yet more so you still can’t help breath a breath of relief that you aren’t on the receiving end of that bottle. <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Aurora Bottle Roulette End]]>><<elseif _auroraAuroraSelection == "Empty" && $diaperRacingAuroraRandom.length > 1>>Lucie giving the roulette wheel a good push for Aurora’s turn, you wait a few moments for it to result in your opponent landing on the empty bottle outcome. The crowd quietening down in anticipation of what is going to happen next, Aurora slightly nervously comments, "Um, I think I’ll stick on this one. Guess that means the bottle roulette round is over?", her decision effectively bringing the roulette game to a draw in the end and immediately met with a clanging bell. Then the crack of excitement breaks across everyone assembled, curious over what choice you’re about to make, the equally gleeful gameshow host announcing with a grin, "Well that settles it folks, we have an end to the round! Aurora will drink the empty bottle, which means no progress on either side this time, but next time I’m sure we’ll see an explosive result. Now though, all we have left to do is watch as our contestant drinks that bottle!", attention now fully focused on her and her assistant. Picking the empty bottle up out of its slot in the table, Lucie approaches her bound little, placing the rubber end into her mouth. Whilst there’s nothing in it, the assistant continues to pretend to feed Aurora, seemingly amused by the action, though possibly that’s more because her charge looks increasingly embarrassed by it. It doesn’t taste of anything, nor does it give you any progress against you, yet you still breath a breath of relief that you aren’t on the receiving end of one of the bottles. <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Aurora Bottle Roulette End]]>><<else>>Lucie giving the roulette wheel a good push for Aurora’s turn, you wait a few moments for it to result in your opponent landing on the <<if _auroraAuroraSelection == "Milk">>bottle of milk<<elseif _auroraAuroraSelection == "Cum">>bottle of sexual fluid<<elseif _auroraAuroraSelection == "Orange Goop">>bottle of orange goop<<elseif _auroraAuroraSelection == "Castor Oil">>bottle of castor oil<<elseif _auroraAuroraSelection == "Empty">>empty bottle<</if>> outcome. The crowd quietening down in anticipation of what is going to happen next, Aurora slightly nervously comments, "Um, I think I’ll spin again. That means it’s $firstName’s spin no", passing the attention back over to you. <<set _playerAuroraSelection = $diaperRacingAuroraRandom.pluck()>><<if _playerAuroraSelection == "Super Milk">><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 60>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 60>><</if>>Cindy taking your turn to spin the roulette wheel for you seeing as you’re bound to the chair, you watch on as it spirals around in circles. Meanwhile, the audience awaits the result in anticipated silence, as the momentum or the spinning wheel of bottles slowly slows down. Then the crack of excitement breaks across everyone assembled, the equally gleeful gameshow host announcing with a grin, "Seems like someone was unlucky enough to land on the Super Milk! That’s bad for them, but good for us viewers. Now all that is left is to watch the feeding folks!", attention now fully focused on you and your assistant. Reaching past you Cindy giggles in your ear, "Oh no! Bad luck, now you have to drink the super gross bottle!", picking the ‘super milk’ bottle up out of its slot in the table. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the bottle pushed into your mouth, squeezing the slightly warm ‘milk’ into your mouth. Landing on your tongue with a hard to place sour and disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. It’s bad, but at least it’s only one bottle, the whole process of swallowing it down still both gross and embarrassing. Cindy, meanwhile, is no help, instead remaining amused by your unlucky loss at the game within a game. <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Aurora Bottle Roulette End]]>><<else>> Cindy taking your turn to spin the roulette wheel for you seeing as you’re bound to the chair, you watch on as it spirals around in circles. Meanwhile, the audience awaits the result in anticipated silence, as the momentum or the spinning wheel of bottles slowly slows down. Coming to a stop you can see that the bottle you’ve landed on is a <<if _playerAuroraSelection == "Milk">><<set $holderInt = 1>>bottle of milk<<elseif _playerAuroraSelection == "Cum">><<set $holderInt = 2>>bottle of sexual fluid<<elseif _playerAuroraSelection == "Orange Goop">><<set $holderInt = 3>>bottle of orange goop<<elseif _playerAuroraSelection == "Castor Oil">><<set $holderInt = 4>>bottle of castor oil<<elseif _playerAuroraSelection == "Empty">><<set $holderInt = 5>>bottle with absolutely nothing in it<</if>>. Then the crack of excitement breaks across everyone assembled, curious over what choice you’re about to make, the equally gleeful gameshow host announcing with a grin, "Look what we’ve got here! <<if $holderInt == 1>>$firstName has landed on a milk bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>$firstName has landed on a bottle of cum<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>$firstName has landed on a bottle of unpleasant orange goop<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>$firstName has landed on a bottle of castor oil<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>$firstName has landed on the empty bottle<</if>>, but will they stick on it or continue on risk a future spin? Let’s find out!", attention now fully focused on you and your assistant. Do you: [[Spin|Diaper Racing Game Aurora Bottle Roulette Spin]] [[Stick|Diaper Racing Game Aurora Bottle Roulette Stick]]<</if>><</if>>

Thinking things over, you decide to stick with the <<if $holderInt == 1>>bottle of milk<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>bottle of cum<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>bottle of unpleasant orange goop<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>bottle of castor oil<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>empty bottle<</if>>, supposing that there could always be a worse option. With that in mind, you tell the gameshow host, "I’ll stick with this one", your response immediately met with another clanging of the bell. Then the crack of excitement breaks across everyone assembled, curious over what choice you’re about to make, the equally gleeful gameshow host announcing with a grin, "Well that settles it folks, we have an end to the round! <<if $holderInt == 1>>$firstName will drink the milk bottle, not the worst outcome, but one that will surely be a setback for the match<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>$firstName will drink the cum bottle, which … phew, glad it’s not me, and will certainly be a setback for the match<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>$firstName will drink the orange goop bottle, which will most assuredly be a huge setback for the match<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>$firstName will drink the castor oil bottle, which will most assuredly be a huge setback for the match<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>$firstName will drink the empty bottle, which means no progress on either side this time, but next time I’m sure we’ll see an explosive result<</if>>. Now though, all we have left to do is watch as our contestant drinks that bottle!", attention now fully focused on you and your assistant. <<if $holderInt == 1>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 20>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 20>><</if>>Reaching past you Cindy giggles in your ear, "Oh well! Bad luck, but now you get some tasty milk!", picking the milk bottle up out of its slot in the table. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the bottle pushed into your mouth, Cindy squeezes the refreshing creamy milk into your mouth. Landing on your tongue with a slightly sweet taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want feel warm and full. It’s not bad, and at least it’s only one bottle, the whole process of swallowing it down still embarrassing. Cindy, meanwhile, is no help, instead remaining amused by your unlucky loss at the game within a game.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 40>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 40>><</if>><<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Reaching past you Cindy giggles in your ear, "Oh no! Bad luck! Unless you like cum, which isn’t too weird really!", picking the cum bottle up out of its slot in the table. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber nub of the bottle pushed past your lips, Cindy squeezes the salty and slimy contents of the bottle into your mouth. The cum bottle isn’t a particularly large portion, but it is extremely filling, the whole process of drinking down <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>someone unknown persons fem-cum<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>some unknown persons cum<<else>>some unknown peoples cum and fem-cum<</if>> also rather embarrassing. Cindy, meanwhile, is no help, instead remaining amused by your unlucky loss at the game within a game.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 50>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>>Reaching past you Cindy giggles in your ear, "Oh no! Bad luck, that yucky stuff looks totally gross!", picking the orange goop bottle up out of its slot in the table. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the bottle pushed into your mouth, Cindy squeezes the chunky and unappealing orange goop into your mouth. Landing on your tongue with a slightly salty and utterly disgusting taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. It’s bad, but at least it’s only one bottle, the whole process of swallowing it down still both gross and embarrassing. Cindy, meanwhile, is no help, instead remaining amused by your unlucky loss at the game within a game.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 30>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 50>><</if>>Reaching past you Cindy giggles in your ear, "Oh no! Bad luck, that yucky stuff looks totally gross!", picking the castor oil bottle up out of its slot in the table. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the bottle pushed into your mouth, Cindy squeezes the slightly warm castor oil into your mouth. Landing on your tongue with a unpleasant oily taste to it, the contents slowly flow down your throat and into your stomach, making you want to retch. It’s bad, but at least it’s only one bottle, the whole process of swallowing it down still both gross and embarrassing. Cindy, meanwhile, is no help, instead remaining amused by your unlucky loss at the game within a game.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerFood += 0>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperRacingPlayerDrink += 0>><</if>>Reaching past you Cindy giggles in your ear, "Oh well! At least it’s not too bad!", picking the empty bottle up out of its slot in the table. Bound unable to move from the high chair, there is nothing you can do but in your confusion let the inevitable happen. The rubber end of the bottle pushed into your mouth, Cindy squeezes the empty bottle, a slight rush of air passing into your mouth. As an empty bottle it doesn’t taste of anything, nor does it fill you up, though the experience of being fed from an empty bottle is still pretty embarrassing. Cindy, meanwhile, just giggles, amused by feeding you from the empty bottle like you were a toy dolly.<</if>> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Aurora Bottle Roulette End]]>>

The bottle roulette round now well and truly over, both yours and Aurora’s assistants help move you back to your normal positions, a stage hand running out to move the table away. Whilst all of this is going on, Charles the gameshow host announces, "Well there you have it folks! We’ll be back after a quick clean-up, but don’t worry, chances are we’ll be seeing that bottle roulette table again very soon!", his comment putting an end to the special round for now. <hr> <<include [[Diaper Racing Game Main]]>>

Telling Izzy, "I think I’m going to check out your piercing procedure price listing. That’s cool, right?", you see her visibly shrug as she peers over the top of her magazine. The tone of her voice giving you a clear impression that she is rather indifferent to the topic, the green-haired girl responds, "Go nuts, the book’s right there. When you make a decision, or if you need to know something then tell me. Otherwise, that sounds like a you thing", her face soon obscured once again by her reading material. Opening up the big black binder, you flick through it to find the piercing pricings page. Finding it, it does feel like maybe the procedures are slightly expensive, however, you do also notice a collection of disclaimers in the bottom half of the page. Effectively, whilst the piercing process is done manually, an oddity in its own right, a special gel is also applied which cuts the normal healing process down to only a few minutes rather than effectively weeks. It also seems like your piercings won’t heal over in any short time frame if you leave them unfilled, which is kind of helpful too. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide piercing options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('piercing') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('piercing') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('piercing') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide piercing options</button><div id="piercing" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Ear Lobe Piercing<<if $piercedLowerEar>> - Already Done<</if>> A simple procedure for a matching ear piercing through the ear lobes. Quick and simple. P.S. Does not come with a piercing, piercings must be purchased separately. Price: 250 G.G.P <<if $piercedLowerEar>>Already Done<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Ear Lobe Piercing Procedure|The Inkspot Piercing Procedure][$ggp -= 250; $piercedLowerEar = true; $holderInt = 1]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Upper Ear Piercing<<if $piercedUpperEar>> - Already Done<</if>> A procedure where a hole is pierced through the upper part of the right ear to allow standard piercings. Quick and simple. P.S. Does not come with a piercing, piercings must be purchased separately. Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $piercedUpperEar>>Already Done<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Upper Ear Piercing Procedure|The Inkspot Piercing Procedure][$ggp -= 300; $piercedUpperEar = true; $holderInt = 9]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Upper Ear Bar Piercing<<if $piercedUpperEarBar>> - Already Done<</if>> A procedure where holes are pierced through the upper side of the right ear to allow a structural bar piercing. Quick and simple. P.S. Does not come with a piercing, piercings must be purchased separately. Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $piercedUpperEarBar >>Already Done<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Upper Ear Bar Piercing Procedure|The Inkspot Piercing Procedure][$ggp -= 400; $piercedUpperEarBar = true; $holderInt = 2]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Belly Button Piercing<<if $piercedBelly>> - Already Done<</if>> A simple procedure for a piercing a hole through the upper lip of the belly button. Quick and simple. P.S. Does not come with a piercing, piercings must be purchased separately. Price: 350 G.G.P <<if $piercedBelly>>Already Done<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Belly Button Piercing Procedure|The Inkspot Piercing Procedure][$ggp -= 350; $piercedBelly = true; $holderInt = 3]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Nipple Piercing<<if $piercedNipple>> - Already Done<</if>> A simple procedure for a matching hole piercing horizontally through both nipples. Quick and simple. P.S. Does not come with a piercing, piercings must be purchased separately. Price: 450 G.G.P <<if $piercedNipple>>Already Done<<elseif $ggp <450>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Nipple Piercing Procedure|The Inkspot Piercing Procedure][$ggp -= 450; $piercedNipple = true; $holderInt = 4]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Nose (Septum) Piercing<<if $piercedSeptum>> - Already Done<</if>> A moderately complex procedure for piercing the cartilage separating the two nasal cavities. Quick and relatively simple, with no risk of harm. P.S. Does not come with a piercing, piercings must be purchased separately. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $piercedSeptum>>Already Done<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Septum Piercing Procedure|The Inkspot Piercing Procedure][$ggp -= 500; $piercedSeptum = true; $holderInt = 6]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Nose (Nostril) Piercing<<if $piercedNostril>> - Already Done<</if>> A simple procedure for a single piercing through the right nostril. Quick and simple. P.S. Does not come with a piercing, piercings must be purchased separately. Price: 350 G.G.P <<if $piercedNostril>>Already Done<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Nostril Piercing Procedure|The Inkspot Piercing Procedure][$ggp -= 350; $piercedNostril = true; $holderInt = 7]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Tongue Piercing<<if $piercedTongue>> - Already Done<</if>> A relatively simple procedure to pierce a hole down through the center of the tongue. Quick and mostly simple, with no risk of harm. P.S. Does not come with a piercing, piercings must be purchased separately. Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $piercedTongue>>Already Done<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Tongue Piercing Procedure|The Inkspot Piercing Procedure][$ggp -= 600; $piercedTongue = true; $holderInt = 8]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $vagina>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Clitoral Piercing<<if $piercedClit>> - Already Done<</if>> A more complex procedure to create a pierced hole through the clitoris. Adds extra sexual stimulation, and with modern techniques is completely risk free. P.S. Does not come with a piercing, piercings must be purchased separately. Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $piercedClit>>Already Done<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Clitoral Piercing Procedure|The Inkspot Piercing Procedure][$ggp -= 750; $piercedClit = true; $holderInt = 5]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> [[Finish looking at the shops piercing options|The Inkspot]]

Telling Izzy, "I think I’m going to check out your piercings. That’s cool, right?", you see her visibly shrug as she peers over the top of her magazine. The tone of her voice giving you a clear impression that she is rather indifferent to the topic, the green-haired girl responds, "Go nuts, they’re all in the cases. When you make a decision, or if you need to know something, then tell me. You won’t be able to get into them without my help so don’t try", her face soon obscured once again by her reading material. Wandering around the small floorspace of the store, you peer inside the thin glass fronted cases. Containing a ridiculous quantity of piercings, many for piercing locations that you’ve never even heard of before. Even amongst the piercings you do recognize there is a lot of variety, piercings made from a multitude of materials and with varied designs. There are also certainly some more basic pieces of jewellery too, simple steel studs and bars. The prices meanwhile vary greatly, a combined result of the materials used and the artistry of the pieces. Do you purchase:<<if !$piercedLowerEar && !$piercedUpperEar && !$piercedUpperEarBar && !$piercedBelly && !$piercedNipple && (!$piercedClit || ($piercedClit && !$vagina)) && !$piercedSeptum && !$piercedNostril && !$piercedTongue>> You have nothing pierced, so have no real interest in any of the piercings.<<else>><<if $piercedLowerEar>> <button title="Click to show/hide ear lobe piercing options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('lower ear') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('lower ear') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('lower ear') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide ear lobe piercing options</button><div id="lower ear" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[1] >><<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Ear Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[1].Description>> Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Ear Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Ear Stud|The Inkspot Steel Ear Stud][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[2] >><<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Ear Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[2].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Ear Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Ear Stud|The Inkspot Gold Ear Stud][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[3] >><<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Ear Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[3].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Ear Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Ear Ring|The Inkspot Gold Ear Ring][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[4] >><<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Dangling Ear Bar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[4].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Dangling Ear Bar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Dangling Ear Bar|The Inkspot Steel Dangling Ear Bar][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[4].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[5] >><<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Pink Ear Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[5].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Pink Ear Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Ear Stud|The Inkspot Pink Ear Stud][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[5].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[6] >><<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Large Gold Ear Hoop") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[6].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Large Gold Ear Hoop") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Large Gold Ear Hoop|The Inkspot Large Gold Ear Hoop][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[6].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[7] >><<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Large Pink Ear Hoop") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[7].Description>> Price: 450 G.G.P <<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Large Pink Ear Hoop") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <450>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Large Pink Ear Hoop|The Inkspot Large Pink Ear Hoop][$ggp -= 450]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[7].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[8] >><<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Purple Star Ear Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[8].Description>> Price: 200 G.G.P <<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Purple Star Ear Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <200>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Purple Star Ear Stud|The Inkspot Purple Star Ear Stud][$ggp -= 200]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[8].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[9] >><<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Blue Star Silver Ear Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[9].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Blue Star Silver Ear Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Star Silver Ear Stud|The Inkspot Blue Star Silver Ear Stud][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[9].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[10] >><<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Pink Heart Gold Ear Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[10].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Pink Heart Gold Ear Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Heart Gold Ear Stud|The Inkspot Pink Heart Gold Ear Stud][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[10].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[11] >><<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Butterfly Ear Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[11].Description>> Price: 850 G.G.P <<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Butterfly Ear Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <850>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Butterfly Ear Ring|The Inkspot Gold Butterfly Ear Ring][$ggp -= 850]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[11].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[12] >><<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Large Dangling Gold Slut Heart Ear Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[12].Description>> Price: 850 G.G.P <<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Large Dangling Gold Slut Heart Ear Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <850>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Large Dangling Gold Slut Heart Ear Ring|The Inkspot Large Dangling Gold Slut Heart Ear Ring][$ggp -= 850]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[12].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div><</if>><<if $piercedUpperEar>> <button title="Click to show/hide upper ear piercing options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('upper ear') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('upper ear') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('upper ear') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide upper ear piercing options</button><div id="upper ear" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceIndex[1] >><<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Upper Ear Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[1].Description>> Price: 250 G.G.P <<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Upper Ear Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Upper Ear Stud|The Inkspot Steel Upper Ear Stud][$ggp -= 250]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceIndex[2] >><<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Upper Ear Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[2].Description>> Price: 450 G.G.P <<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Upper Ear Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <450>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Upper Ear Stud|The Inkspot Gold Upper Ear Stud][$ggp -= 450]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceIndex[3] >><<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Upper Ear Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[3].Description>> Price: 450 G.G.P <<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Upper Ear Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <450>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Upper Ear Ring|The Inkspot Steel Upper Ear Ring][$ggp -= 450]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceIndex[4] >><<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Upper Ear Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[4].Description>> Price: 650 G.G.P <<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Upper Ear Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <650>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Upper Ear Ring|The Inkspot Gold Upper Ear Ring][$ggp -= 650]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[4].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceIndex[5] >><<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Upper Ear Helix Barbell") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[5].Description>> Price: 350 G.G.P <<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Upper Ear Helix Barbell") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Upper Ear Helix Barbell|The Inkspot Steel Upper Ear Helix Barbell][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[5].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceIndex[6] >><<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Black Criss-Cross Upper Ear Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[6].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Black Criss-Cross Upper Ear Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Black Criss-Cross Upper Ear Ring|The Inkspot Black Criss-Cross Upper Ear Ring][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[6].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceIndex[7] >><<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Silver Runic Cuff Upper Ear Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[7].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $upperEarPierceCollection.indexOf("Silver Runic Cuff Upper Ear Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Silver Runic Cuff Upper Ear Ring|The Inkspot Silver Runic Cuff Upper Ear Ring][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[7].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div><</if>><<if $piercedUpperEarBar>> <button title="Click to show/hide upper ear bar piercing options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('upper ear bar') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('upper ear bar') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('upper ear bar') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide upper ear bar piercing options</button><div id="upper ear bar" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex[1] >><<if $upperEarBarPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Upper Ear Bar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceList[1].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $upperEarBarPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Upper Ear Bar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Upper Ear Bar|The Inkspot Steel Upper Ear Bar][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex[2] >><<if $upperEarBarPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Arrow Upper Ear Bar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceList[2].Description>> Price: 700 G.G.P <<if $upperEarBarPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Arrow Upper Ear Bar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <700>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Arrow Upper Ear Bar|The Inkspot Gold Arrow Upper Ear Bar][$ggp -= 700]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex[3] >><<if $upperEarBarPierceCollection.indexOf("Silver Elf Ear Cuff") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceList[3].Description>> Price: 900 G.G.P <<if $upperEarBarPierceCollection.indexOf("Silver Elf Ear Cuff") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <900>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Silver Elf Ear Cuff|The Inkspot Silver Elf Ear Cuff][$ggp -= 900]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div><</if>><<if $piercedBelly>> <button title="Click to show/hide belly button piercing options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('belly button') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('belly button') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('belly button') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide belly button piercing options</button><div id="belly button" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.BellyPierceIndex[1] >><<if $bellyPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Belly Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.BellyPierceList[1].Description>> Price: 300 G.G.P <<if $bellyPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Belly Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <300>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Belly Stud|The Inkspot Steel Belly Stud][$ggp -= 300]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.BellyPierceList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.BellyPierceIndex[2] >><<if $bellyPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Belly Ring Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.BellyPierceList[2].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $bellyPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Belly Ring Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Belly Ring Stud|The Inkspot Steel Belly Ring Stud][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.BellyPierceList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.BellyPierceIndex[3] >><<if $bellyPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Belly Ring Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.BellyPierceList[3].Description>> Price: 450 G.G.P <<if $bellyPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Belly Ring Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <450>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Belly Ring Stud|The Inkspot Gold Belly Ring Stud][$ggp -= 450]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.BellyPierceList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.BellyPierceIndex[4] >><<if $bellyPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Heart Dangling Belly Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.BellyPierceList[4].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $bellyPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Heart Dangling Belly Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Heart Dangling Belly Stud|The Inkspot Gold Heart Dangling Belly Stud][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.BellyPierceList[4].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div><</if>><<if $piercedNipple>> <button title="Click to show/hide nipple piercing options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('nipple') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('nipple') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('nipple') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide nipple piercing options</button><div id="nipple" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NipplePierceIndex[1] >><<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Nipple Bar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NipplePierceList[1].Description>> Price: 400 G.G.P <<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Nipple Bar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <400>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Nipple Bar|The Inkspot Steel Nipple Bar][$ggp -= 400]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NipplePierceList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NipplePierceIndex[2] >><<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Nipple Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NipplePierceList[2].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Nipple Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Nipple Ring|The Inkspot Steel Nipple Ring][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NipplePierceList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NipplePierceIndex[3] >><<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Nipple Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NipplePierceList[3].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Nipple Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Nipple Ring|The Inkspot Gold Nipple Ring][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NipplePierceList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NipplePierceIndex[4] >><<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Pink Heart Nipple Bar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NipplePierceList[4].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Pink Heart Nipple Bar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Heart Nipple Bar|The Inkspot Pink Heart Nipple Bar][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NipplePierceList[4].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NipplePierceIndex[5] >><<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Winged Nipple Bar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NipplePierceList[5].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Winged Nipple Bar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Winged Nipple Bar|The Inkspot Steel Winged Nipple Bar][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NipplePierceList[5].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NipplePierceIndex[6] >><<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Nipple Shield Bar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NipplePierceList[6].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Nipple Shield Bar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Nipple Shield Bar|The Inkspot Steel Nipple Shield Bar][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NipplePierceList[6].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NipplePierceIndex[7] >><<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Blue Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NipplePierceList[7].Description>> Price: 900 G.G.P <<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Blue Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <900>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Blue Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar|The Inkspot Blue Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar][$ggp -= 900]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NipplePierceList[7].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NipplePierceIndex[8] >><<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Clear Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NipplePierceList[8].Description>> Price: 900 G.G.P <<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Clear Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <900>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Clear Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar|The Inkspot Clear Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar][$ggp -= 900]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NipplePierceList[8].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NipplePierceIndex[9] >><<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Pink Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NipplePierceList[9].Description>> Price: 900 G.G.P <<if $nipplePierceCollection.indexOf("Pink Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <900>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Pink Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar|The Inkspot Pink Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar][$ggp -= 900]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NipplePierceList[9].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div><</if>><<if $piercedClit && $vagina>> <button title="Click to show/hide clit piercing options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clit') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clit') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clit') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide clit piercing options</button><div id="clit" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ClitPierceIndex[1] >><<if $clitPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Clit Bar") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ClitPierceList[1].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $clitPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Clit Bar") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Clit Bar|The Inkspot Steel Clit Bar][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ClitPierceList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ClitPierceIndex[2] >><<if $clitPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Clit Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ClitPierceList[2].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $clitPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Clit Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Clit Ring|The Inkspot Steel Clit Ring][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ClitPierceList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ClitPierceIndex[3] >><<if $clitPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Clit Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.ClitPierceList[3].Description>> Price: 800 G.G.P <<if $clitPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Clit Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <800>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Clit Ring|The Inkspot Gold Clit Ring][$ggp -= 800]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ClitPierceList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div><</if>><<if $piercedSeptum>> <button title="Click to show/hide septum piercing options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('septum') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('septum') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('septum') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide septum piercing options</button><div id="septum" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.SeptumPierceIndex[1] >><<if $septumPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Septum Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.SeptumPierceList[1].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $septumPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Septum Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Septum Ring|The Inkspot Steel Septum Ring][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.SeptumPierceList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.SeptumPierceIndex[2] >><<if $septumPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Septum Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.SeptumPierceList[2].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $septumPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Septum Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Septum Ring|The Inkspot Gold Septum Ring][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.SeptumPierceList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.SeptumPierceIndex[3] >><<if $septumPierceCollection.indexOf("Silver Captive Bead Septum Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.SeptumPierceList[3].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $septumPierceCollection.indexOf("Silver Captive Bead Septum Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Silver Captive Bead Septum Ring|The Inkspot Silver Captive Bead Septum Ring][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.SeptumPierceList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.SeptumPierceIndex[4] >><<if $septumPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Captive Bead Septum Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.SeptumPierceList[4].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $septumPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Captive Bead Septum Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Captive Bead Septum Ring|The Inkspot Gold Captive Bead Septum Ring][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.SeptumPierceList[4].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.SeptumPierceIndex[5] >><<if $septumPierceCollection.indexOf("Silver Horseshoe Septum Barbell") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.SeptumPierceList[5].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $septumPierceCollection.indexOf("Silver Horseshoe Septum Barbell") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Silver Horseshoe Septum Barbell|The Inkspot Silver Horseshoe Septum Barbell][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.SeptumPierceList[5].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.SeptumPierceIndex[6] >><<if $septumPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Horseshoe Septum Barbell") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.SeptumPierceList[6].Description>> Price: 750 G.G.P <<if $septumPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Horseshoe Septum Barbell") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <750>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Horseshoe Septum Barbell|The Inkspot Gold Horseshoe Septum Barbell][$ggp -= 750]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.SeptumPierceList[6].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div><</if>><<if $piercedNostril>> <button title="Click to show/hide nostril piercing options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('nostril') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('nostril') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('nostril') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide nostril piercing options</button><div id="nostril" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NostrilPierceIndex[1] >><<if $nostrilPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Nostril Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NostrilPierceList[1].Description>> Price: 350 G.G.P <<if $nostrilPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Nostril Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Nostril Stud|The Inkspot Steel Nostril Stud][$ggp -= 350]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NostrilPierceList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NostrilPierceIndex[2] >><<if $nostrilPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Nostril Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NostrilPierceList[2].Description>> Price: 450 G.G.P <<if $nostrilPierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Nostril Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <450>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Nostril Ring|The Inkspot Steel Nostril Ring][$ggp -= 450]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NostrilPierceList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NostrilPierceIndex[3] >><<if $nostrilPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Nostril Ring") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.NostrilPierceList[3].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $nostrilPierceCollection.indexOf("Gold Nostril Ring") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Gold Nostril Ring|The Inkspot Gold Nostril Ring][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NostrilPierceList[3].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div><</if>><<if $piercedTongue>> <button title="Click to show/hide tongue piercing options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('tongue') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('tongue') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('tongue') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide tongue piercing options</button><div id="tongue" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.TonguePierceIndex[1] >><<if $tonguePierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Tongue Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.TonguePierceList[1].Description>> Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $tonguePierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Tongue Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Tongue Stud|The Inkspot Steel Tongue Stud][$ggp -= 500]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.TonguePierceList[1].Image>></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.TonguePierceIndex[2] >><<if $tonguePierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Tongue Door Knocker Stud") != -1>> - Owned<</if>> <<print setup.TonguePierceList[2].Description>> Price: 600 G.G.P <<if $tonguePierceCollection.indexOf("Steel Tongue Door Knocker Stud") != -1>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <600>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Steel Tongue Door Knocker Stud|The Inkspot Steel Tongue Door Knocker Stud][$ggp -= 600]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.TonguePierceList[2].Image>></div></td></tr> </table></div></div><</if>><</if>> [[Finish looking at the shops piercings stock|The Inkspot]]

Approaching the small shopfront with the single large black bordered window, a banner sign across the top proclaims it to be, "The Inkspot – Tattoos & Piercings", the shop logo featuring a winged tattoo needle frosted onto the glass. Further, whilst looking in the window you can see boards with tattoo designs mounted on them, a separate window front display case showcasing some of the piercings on sale. It might not look big, but compared to the otherwise sterile style of the facility’s medical hub it’s far more visually appealing. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/TheInkspot.png]]</div> Opening up the black metal and glass paned single door of the store, you enter inside. Rather cramped, almost inch of space on the four black walls within are covered in more tattoo design sheets, the only noticeable exceptions being the wall with the piercing display cases, and the handle of a door that most likely heads back into a staff room. Other than that, the room is mostly occupied by a small desk with a woman sat behind it, and, most notably, a huge tattooing chair and accompanying stool which take up the majority of the floor space. Sitting behind the counter you see a 5 ft 3 green-haired alt-girl, her hair styled into a pair of punky space buns. With equally green eyebrows which accentuate her green eyes, you notice that she also has both a gold septum ring and a gold nasal ring. In terms of clothing she wears a plain black short sleeved t-shirt with a long sleeved black fishnet shirt underneath, her B-Cup breasts hidden beneath. A chunky studded belt breaking up the divide between her shirt and a dark green tartan above-the-knee skirt, the outfit is finished off with some heavy duty black boots. Notably, you can’t spot a single tattoo on her despite her profession. <<if visited()>1>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Isadora, the terse tattoo and piercing parlour owner.<</if>> <<if visited()<=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/IsadoraLarge.png]]</div>Staring you up and down for a moment, the pierced counter girl picks up a magazine and leans back on her seat to put her boots up on the counter. Actively ignoring you, it’s only about ten seconds that she acknowledges your presence with a terse, "Nope, not doing it. Not working on another wannabe slave. Too much trouble", clearly in a bad mood. Confused why you’re getting such a bad reception just from walking into the store, you put your hands up in the air, responding, "Woah there. This is my first time coming in here, just looking around", hoping that doing so might lower the tension of the situation. Still reading her magazine and actively ignoring you, the green haired woman grumbles, "Look, you’re either going to be a some rebellious brat wanting to upset daddy. Or, you’re some slave on a long leash who wants to get something over the top to impress whoever owns you. Either way, I’m the one who gets it in the neck if I do anything for you, and it just is not worth the hassle", acting as if she considers the conversation to be over. Not budging, you press on, "But I’m not either of those. I’m on the trainee programme here at the Center, and I was just taking a look around", increasingly getting the impression that the scenarios she’s described happen often around here. Peeking over the top of her Metal Music Monthly magazine, the tattoo parlour operator cocks an eyebrow. "So you have actual money, and no one is going to come shouting about how important they are if I tattoo or pierce you?", her interest in the conversation slowly rising. "Yeah, if I’m buying anything it’d be with my own money … well, facility points. And, I don’t think anyone is going to care too much, not enough to come complain at you at least", you answer, thinking it over and figuring that the facility staff haven’t said anything that would suggest you couldn’t get yourself tattoos or piercings. Sighing and throwing down her reading material on the counter, swinging her legs back off of it, she stares you down as she announces tersely, "Facility points I can take, have had the run down on those. You pay for something from me, then I’ll do my best work, you want to come complain afterwards then you can piss right off. If we’ve come to an understanding on that, then I’m Isadora, but fuck if I want anyone calling me that, so call me Izzy if you need to get my attention or name drop me", her terms laid out matter-of-factly to you. Shrugging, you say back to her, "As long as you do good work then that all seems fair to me. My name’s $firstName", glad that she seems to be defrosting, even if it’s only a little. Sighing, she puts on a more attentive posture, pulling out a thick black binder from under the counter, "Have a look through here, or on the walls, can do any of those in terms of tattoos. Otherwise, we’d be doing a custom job, which is going to be a tougher job but doable. Piercings are standard, you can see some of our options for piercings in the display cabinets, pricings for the piercing procedure is in the front of the binder. All our piercings and tattoos heal up over a couple of minutes, one of the few upsides of setting up here, so you won’t be out of commission for long". Going to pick up her magazine again, Izzy adds in a quieter tone, her attention seemingly more on it than you, "Was kind of harsh blowing up on you earlier … sorry … I guess", the way she apologizes making you think that it’s not something she does often. Trying to be more conversational, you can’t help but ask, "Sounds like you have a lot of trouble from customers. Anything I could do to help?", taking a cursory look at the varied images that cover the walls. Snorting, the green-haired tattooist shrugs, "Not likely unless you have the pull to get my place reclassified around here. Because what I do is vaguely considered a medical procedure, even though these days any part-time greasy teen at the mall could handle it with the automated tools, I’m stuck on the medical floor with fuck all traffic. Only people who pass by usually are girls out shopping for bigger tits with daddy’s credit card, or slaves and their owners coming up here for whatever the fuck they get done here. I get some work on slave marks, but it’s boring work. Guess if I can get some good work out there then word of mouth will come my way. Thanks for the thought I suppose", concentrating more actively on her reading once again. Seeing that her shop location and clientele seems to be a sore spot for her, you decide to drop the topic for now. Instead, you take some time looking around the cramped store, almost stumbling over the heavy-duty space-filling tattooing chair more than once. Meanwhile, Isadora, or Izzy as prefers, continues to read her magazine, occasionally glancing up to check on you surreptitiously.<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/IsadoraSmall.png]]</div> Seeing you, the green-haired tattooist nods slightly, "Hey. Same rules as always, you pay for my work, and no complaining. That said, it’s alright seeing you again", a slight thought in the back of your head wondering if maybe that’s her trying to be friendly. Watching as she pulls out the big black binder filled with additional tattoo ideas and the pricings, you respond, "Hey Izzy. How are things? Just browsing for the moment, but if I figure out anything I want I’ll let you know". Shrugging, Izzy answers indifferently, "Sure, you do you. Until then I’ll go back to reading". Pulling out a magazine, her booted feet landing up on the counter, her attention fades away from you as you try to decide what you want to look at. As such, you take some time looking around the cramped store, almost stumbling over the heavy-duty space-filling tattooing chair more than once.<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stores piercings stock|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]] [[Browse the stores piercing procedure menu|The Inkspot Piercing Options Stock]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Medical Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

Deciding to get the <<if $holderInt == 1>>ear lobe piercings<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>upper ear bar piercing<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>belly button piercing<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>nipple piercings<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>clit piercing<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>septum piercing<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>nostril piercing<<elseif $holderInt == 8>>tongue piercing<<elseif $holderInt == 9>>upper ear piercing<</if>>, you tell Izzy, "Hey, would it be possible for me to get my <<if $holderInt == 1>>ear lobes pierced<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>upper ear pierced<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>belly button pierced<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>nipples pierced<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>clit pierced<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>septum pierced<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>nostril pierced<<elseif $holderInt == 8>>tongue pierced<<elseif $holderInt == 9>>upper ear pierced<</if>>?", watching as she puts down her magazine. Sitting up straighter before slipping off of her tall stool, the tattooist examines you with an extended stare, "Alright. We can do that. Shouldn’t be too difficult to pierce your <<if $holderInt == 1>>ear lobes<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>upper ear<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>belly button<<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>, but you’re going to need to get fully naked first<</if>><<elseif $holderInt == 4>>nipples<<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>, but you’re going to need to get naked first<</if>><<elseif $holderInt == 5>>clit<<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>, but you’re going to need to get fully naked first<</if>><<elseif $holderInt == 6>>septum<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>nostril<<elseif $holderInt == 8>>tongue<<elseif $holderInt == 9>>upper ear<</if>>. Standard rules apply though, it’ll sting so no being a baby on me and complaining, and you have stay still if you don’t want me to make a mess of it". Pulling out a tiny handheld tablet from behind the counter, she begins tapping away at it, likely handling the payment side of matters. <<if $holderInt == 5 && ($currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked")>>Meanwhile, understanding that things can’t begin until you get naked <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as directed<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you remove your $currentClothing<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you remove your $currentUnderwear<</if>>.<<if $chastityLevel == 1 || $chastityLevel == 3>> Noticing your $currentChastity, the green-haired woman grumbles for a moment, "Knew you were going to be trouble … well payments already processed so I’ll have to do something, but this is going back on the moment I’m done", taking this opportunity to begin removing your $currentChastity, putting it to one side. <<if $chastityLocked>>Strangely, to do so she has to pick the lock first, a skill she surprisingly seems to have.<</if>><</if>><<elseif ($holderInt == 3 || $holderInt == 4) && $currentClothing != "Naked">>Meanwhile, understanding that things can’t begin until you get naked you remove your $currentClothing as directed.<<if $chastityBreasts && $holderInt == 4>> Noticing your chastity bra, the green-haired woman grumbles for a moment, "Knew you were going to be trouble … well payments already processed so I’ll have to do something, but this is going back on the moment I’m done", taking this opportunity to begin removing your Steel Chastity Bra, putting it to one side. <<if $chastityBreastsLocked>>Strangely, to do so she has to pick the lock first, a skill she surprisingly seems to have.<</if>><</if>><</if>> Hopping up onto the huge leather tattooing chair that practically engulfs you as you settle into it, Izzy continues to mess about behind the tall counter. Appearing with a cart topped with needles and various other tools, she approaches you, taking a seat on the smaller stool next to you as she explains, "Alright, here’s what’s going to happen. My needles are sterile, and have a coating which is slightly pain numbing. <<if $holderInt == 1>>Quick ring clamp on each ear lobe, then I put the needle through and you’re done <<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Have a special clamp for upper ears, that goes on and we do the two piercings in one quick go<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Quick ring clamp on your belly buttons top fold, then I put the needle through and you’re done<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Quick ring clamp on each nipple, then I put the needle through and you’re done<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>First I’ve got to tease back your folds, then I go in with the ring clamp, put the needle through your clit, and you’re done<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>Bit trickier, but I line things up with a special ring clamp, then thread through the dividing cartilage in your nose a slightly curved needle made for this process and you’re done<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Quick ring clamp on your nostril, then I put the needle through and you’re done<<elseif $holderInt == 8>>Quick ring clamp on your stretched out tongue then put the needle through and you’re done<<elseif $holderInt == 9>>Quick ring clamp around your upper ear, then put the needle through and you’re done<</if>>. After that I’ll finish up with a healing gel which will preserve the piercing and speed up the healing process from weeks to minutes. All good, or are you going to chicken out on me? No refunds if you do". Nodding your understanding, you respond, "Good. Let’s do this", signalling that you’re ready to get started. <<if $holderInt == 1>>Getting to work Isadora is a professional, though maybe a little clinical. She obviously understands perfectly what she’s doing, but she doesn’t have a great bedside manner. Taking a set of clamping tongues with a hole through the center of the clamp she quickly and easily grasps the lobe of your ear, picking up a pre-prepared needle and pushing it through the flesh held in the loop. It stings as the needle passes through, but less than you might have thought, the process over before you know it. Of course, seeing as you need two piercings she repeats it all again, but this time it goes even swifter than the first.<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>Getting to work Isadora is a professional, though maybe a little clinical. She obviously understands perfectly what she’s doing, but she doesn’t have a great bedside manner. Taking a set of special clamping tongues which hook onto the top of your ear she quickly and easily locks it in place, picking up a pre-prepared needle and pushing it through the flesh held in the loop in effect twice. It stings as the needle passes through, but less than you might have thought, the process over before you know it.<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>Getting to work Isadora is a professional, though maybe a little clinical. She obviously understands perfectly what she’s doing, but she doesn’t have a great bedside manner. Taking a set of clamping tongues with a hole through the center of the clamp she quickly and easily grasps the top lip of your belly button, picking up a pre-prepared needle and pushing it through the flesh held in the loop. It stings as the needle passes through, but less than you might have thought, the process over before you know it.<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>Getting to work Isadora is a professional, though maybe a little clinical. She obviously understands perfectly what she’s doing, but she doesn’t have a great bedside manner. Taking a set of clamping tongues with a hole through the center of the clamp she quickly and easily grasps your nipple, picking up a pre-prepared needle and pushing it through the flesh held in the loop. It stings as the needle passes through, but less than you might have thought, the process over before you know it. Of course, seeing as you need two piercings she repeats it all gain, but this time it goes even swifter than the first.<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>Getting to work Isadora is a professional, though maybe a little clinical. She obviously understands perfectly what she’s doing, but she doesn’t have a great bedside manner. Spreading your legs out to get better access, she pulls back your vaginal folds, apply a cream to your feminine bud to make it swell up so she has a better target. Taking a set of clamping tongues with a hole through the center of the clamp she quickly and easily grasps your clit, picking up a pre-prepared needle and pushing it through the flesh held in the loop. It stings as the needle passes through, but less than you might have thought, the process over before you know it.<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>Getting to work Isadora is a professional, though maybe a little clinical. She obviously understands perfectly what she’s doing, but she doesn’t have a great bedside manner. Taking a set of clamping tongues with a hole through the center of the clamp she quickly and easily grasps the divider in the middle of your nasal cavities, picking up a pre-prepared slightly curved needle and pushing it through the flesh held in the loop. It stings as the needle passes through, but less than you might have thought, the process over before you know it.<<elseif $holderInt == 7>>Getting to work Isadora is a professional, though maybe a little clinical. She obviously understands perfectly what she’s doing, but she doesn’t have a great bedside manner. Taking a set of clamping tongues with a hole through the center of the clamp she quickly and easily grasps your nostril, picking up a pre-prepared needle and pushing it through the flesh held in the loop. It stings as the needle passes through, but less than you might have thought, the process over before you know it.<<elseif $holderInt == 8>>Getting to work Isadora is a professional, though maybe a little clinical. She obviously understands perfectly what she’s doing, but she doesn’t have a great bedside manner. Taking a set of clamping tongues with a hole through the center of the clamp she has you stick out your tongue before quickly and easily grasping it, picking up a pre-prepared needle and pushing it through the flesh held in the loop. It stings as the needle passes through, but less than you might have thought, the process over before you know it.<<elseif $holderInt == 9>>Getting to work Isadora is a professional, though maybe a little clinical. She obviously understands perfectly what she’s doing, but she doesn’t have a great bedside manner. Taking a set of clamping tongues with a hole through the center of the clamp she quickly and easily grasps the top of your ear, picking up a pre-prepared needle and pushing it through the flesh held in the loop. It stings as the needle passes through, but less than you might have thought, the process over before you know it.<</if>> Finishing things off by applying a refreshing clear blue gel to the fresh pierced hole<<if $holderInt == 1 || $holderInt == 4>>s<</if>>, what little sting there was begins to feel much better, albeit still a little sore. Surveying her work, obviously making sure that everything is alright as she pokes and prods around the spot <<if $holderInt == 1 || $holderInt == 4>>s<</if>>, Izzy comments, "That should do it. Guess you held together better than expected. Normal stuff to end on. It’ll heal quick but don’t mess about with it too much, at least for an hour or so. Shouldn’t happen really but if you notice any drift in your piercings then come back to me and we’ll sort it out. Finally, piercings are sold separate", her tone giving you the impression that everything is alright and she’s just going through the motions. Getting up, you smile, "Thanks for sorting that it out for me", giving things your own look-over. Everything now done, other than you still feeling just a little sore, [[you return to looking at the pricing menu for piercings|The Inkspot Piercing Options Stock]].

<<addToLowerEarPierceCollection "Steel Ear Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Ear Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToLowerEarPierceCollection "Gold Ear Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Ear Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToLowerEarPierceCollection "Gold Ear Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Ear Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToLowerEarPierceCollection "Steel Dangling Ear Bar">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Dangling Ear Bar, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToLowerEarPierceCollection "Pink Ear Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Pink Ear Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToLowerEarPierceCollection "Large Gold Ear Hoop">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Large Gold Ear Hoop, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToLowerEarPierceCollection "Large Pink Ear Hoop">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Large Pink Ear Hoop, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToUpperEarBarPierceCollection "Steel Upper Ear Bar">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Upper Ear Bar, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToBellyPierceCollection "Steel Belly Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Belly Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToBellyPierceCollection "Steel Belly Ring Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Belly Ring Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToBellyPierceCollection "Gold Belly Ring Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Belly Ring Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToBellyPierceCollection "Gold Heart Dangling Belly Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Heart Dangling Belly Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToNipplePierceCollection "Steel Nipple Bar">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Nipple Bar, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToNipplePierceCollection "Steel Nipple Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Nipple Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToNipplePierceCollection "Gold Nipple Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Nipple Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToNipplePierceCollection "Pink Heart Nipple Bar">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Pink Heart Nipple Bar, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToClitPierceCollection "Steel Clit Bar">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Clit Bar, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToClitPierceCollection "Steel Clit Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Clit Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToClitPierceCollection "Gold Clit Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Clit Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToSeptumPierceCollection "Steel Septum Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Septum Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToSeptumPierceCollection "Gold Septum Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Septum Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToNostrilPierceCollection "Steel Nostril Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Nostril Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToNostrilPierceCollection "Steel Nostril Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Nostril Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToNostrilPierceCollection "Gold Nostril Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Nostril Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToTonguePierceCollection "Steel Tongue Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Tongue Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToTonguePierceCollection "Steel Tongue Door Knocker Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Tongue Door Knocker Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

Looking through your wardrobe, you open up the jewellery drawer you keep all of your piercings in, taking a look at its contents. The drawer itself has a number of smaller drawers within, each built to help separate your piercings out in an organized manner. There’s also a handy mirror on top of it, useful for helping put the piercings back in again in hard to spot locations. <<if $piercedLowerEar>> Your currently worn lower ear piercing: $currentLowerEarPierce <<if $currentLowerEarPierce != "Empty" && !$lowerEarPierceLocked>>| [[Remove lower ear piercing?|Wardrobe Piercings][$currentLowerEarPierce = "Empty"]]<</if>><</if>><<if $piercedUpperEar>> Your currently worn upper ear piercings: $currentUpperEarPierce <<if $currentUpperEarPierce != "Empty" && !$upperEarPierceLocked>>| [[Remove upper ear piercings?|Wardrobe Piercings][$currentUpperEarPierce = "Empty"]]<</if>><</if>><<if $piercedUpperEarBar>> Your currently worn upper ear bar piercings: $currentUpperEarBarPierce <<if $currentUpperEarBarPierce != "Empty" && !$upperEarBarPierceLocked>>| [[Remove upper ear bar piercings?|Wardrobe Piercings][$currentUpperEarBarPierce = "Empty"]]<</if>><</if>><<if $piercedBelly>> Your currently worn belly button piercing: $currentBellyPierce <<if $currentBellyPierce != "Empty" && !$bellyPierceLocked>>| [[Remove belly button piercing|Wardrobe Piercings][$currentBellyPierce = "Empty"]]<</if>><</if>><<if $piercedNipple>> Your currently worn nipple piercings: $currentNipplePierce <<if $currentNipplePierce != "Empty" && !$nipplePierceLocked>>| [[Remove nipple piercings?|Wardrobe Piercings][$currentNipplePierce = "Empty"]]<</if>><</if>><<if $piercedClit && $vagina>> Your currently worn clit piercing: $currentClitPierce <<if $currentClitPierce != "Empty" && !$clitPierceLocked>>| [[Remove clit piercing?|Wardrobe Piercings][$currentClitPierce = "Empty"]]<</if>><</if>><<if $piercedSeptum>> Your currently worn septum piercing: $currentSeptumPierce <<if $currentSeptumPierce != "Empty" && !$septumPierceLocked>>| [[Remove septum piercing?|Wardrobe Piercings][$currentSeptumPierce = "Empty"]]<</if>><</if>><<if $piercedNostril>> Your currently worn nostril piercing: $currentNostrilPierce <<if $currentNostrilPierce != "Empty" && !$nostrilPierceLocked>>| [[Remove nostril piercing?|Wardrobe Piercings][$currentNostrilPierce = "Empty"]]<</if>><</if>><<if $piercedTongue>> Your currently worn tongue piercing: $currentTonguePierce <<if $currentTonguePierce != "Empty" && !$tonguePierceLocked>>| [[Remove tongue piercing?|Wardrobe Piercings][$currentTonguePierce = "Empty"]]<</if>><</if>> <hr><<if $piercedLowerEar>> <<if $mobileView>>Lower Ear Piercings Drawer Contents: <<if $lowerEarPierceCollection.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide lower ear piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('lower ear piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('lower ear piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('lower ear piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide lower ear piercing collection</button><div id="lower ear piercing collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $lowerEarPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.LowerEarPierceIndex.indexOf($lowerEarPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.LowerEarPierceIndex.indexOf($lowerEarPierceCollection[_i])>> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $lowerEarPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentLowerEarPierce = setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $lowerEarPierceCollection.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide lower ear piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('lower ear piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('lower ear piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('lower ear piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide lower ear piercing collection</button><div id="lower ear piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Lower Ear Piercings Drawer Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide lower ear piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('lower ear piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('lower ear piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('lower ear piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide lower ear piercing collection</button><div id="lower ear piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Lower Ear Piercings Drawer Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $lowerEarPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.LowerEarPierceIndex.indexOf($lowerEarPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.LowerEarPierceIndex.indexOf($lowerEarPierceCollection[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $lowerEarPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentLowerEarPierce = setup.LowerEarPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.LowerEarPierceList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <</if>><<if $piercedUpperEar>> <<if $mobileView>>Upper Ear Piercings Drawer Contents: <<if $upperEarPierceCollection.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide upper ear piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('upper ear piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('upper ear piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('upper ear piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide upper ear bar piercing collection</button><div id="upper ear piercing collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $upperEarPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.UpperEarPierceIndex.indexOf($upperEarPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.UpperEarPierceIndex.indexOf($upperEarPierceCollection[_i])>> <<print setup.UpperEarPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $upperEarPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.UpperEarPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentUpperEarPierce = setup.UpperEarPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $upperEarPierceCollection.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide upper ear piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('upper ear piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('upper ear piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('upper ear piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide upper ear piercing collection</button><div id="upper ear piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Upper Ear Piercings Drawer Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide upper ear piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('upper ear piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('upper ear piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('upper ear piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide upper ear piercing collection</button><div id="upper ear piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Upper Ear Piercings Drawer Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $upperEarPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.UpperEarPierceIndex.indexOf($upperEarPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.UpperEarPierceIndex.indexOf($upperEarPierceCollection[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $upperEarPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.UpperEarPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentUpperEarPierce = setup.UpperEarPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarPierceList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <</if>><<if $piercedUpperEarBar>> <<if $mobileView>>Upper Ear Bar Piercings Drawer Contents: <<if $upperEarBarPierceCollection.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide upper ear bar piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('upper ear bar piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('upper ear bar piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('upper ear bar piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide upper ear bar piercing collection</button><div id="upper ear bar piercing collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $upperEarBarPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex.indexOf($upperEarBarPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex.indexOf($upperEarBarPierceCollection[_i])>> <<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $upperEarBarPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentUpperEarBarPierce = setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $upperEarBarPierceCollection.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide upper ear bar piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('upper ear bar piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('upper ear bar piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('upper ear bar piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide upper ear bar piercing collection</button><div id="upper ear bar piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Upper Ear Bar Piercings Drawer Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide upper ear bar piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('upper ear bar piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('upper ear bar piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('upper ear bar piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide upper ear bar piercing collection</button><div id="upper ear bar piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Upper Ear Bar Piercings Drawer Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $upperEarBarPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex.indexOf($upperEarBarPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex.indexOf($upperEarBarPierceCollection[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $upperEarBarPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentUpperEarBarPierce = setup.UpperEarBarPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.UpperEarBarPierceList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <</if>><<if $piercedBelly>> <<if $mobileView>>Belly Piercings Drawer Contents: <<if $bellyPierceCollection.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide belly piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('belly piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('belly piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('belly piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide belly piercing collection</button><div id="belly piercing collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $bellyPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.BellyPierceIndex.indexOf($bellyPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.BellyPierceIndex.indexOf($bellyPierceCollection[_i])>> <<print setup.BellyPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.BellyPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $bellyPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.BellyPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentBellyPierce = setup.BellyPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $bellyPierceCollection.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide belly piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('belly piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('belly piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('belly piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide belly piercing collection</button><div id="belly piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Belly Piercings Drawer Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide belly piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('belly piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('belly piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('belly piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide belly piercing collection</button><div id="belly piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Belly Piercings Drawer Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $bellyPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.BellyPierceIndex.indexOf($bellyPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.BellyPierceIndex.indexOf($bellyPierceCollection[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.BellyPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.BellyPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $bellyPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.BellyPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentBellyPierce = setup.BellyPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.BellyPierceList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <</if>><<if $piercedNipple>> <<if $mobileView>>Nipple Piercings Drawer Contents: <<if $nipplePierceCollection.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide nipple piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('nipple piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('nipple piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('nipple piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide nipple piercing collection</button><div id="nipple piercing collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $nipplePierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.NipplePierceIndex.indexOf($nipplePierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.NipplePierceIndex.indexOf($nipplePierceCollection[_i])>> <<print setup.NipplePierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.NipplePierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $nipplePierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.NipplePierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentNipplePierce = setup.NipplePierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $nipplePierceCollection.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide nipple piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('nipple piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('nipple piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('nipple piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide nipple piercing collection</button><div id="nipple piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Nipple Piercings Drawer Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide nipple piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('nipple piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('nipple piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('nipple piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide nipple piercing collection</button><div id="nipple piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Nipple Piercings Drawer Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $nipplePierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.NipplePierceIndex.indexOf($nipplePierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.NipplePierceIndex.indexOf($nipplePierceCollection[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NipplePierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.NipplePierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $nipplePierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.NipplePierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentNipplePierce = setup.NipplePierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NipplePierceList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <</if>><<if $piercedClit && $vagina>> <<if $mobileView>>Clit Piercings Drawer Contents: <<if $clitPierceCollection.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide clit piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clit piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clit piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clit piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide clit piercing collection</button><div id="clit piercing collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $clitPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.ClitPierceIndex.indexOf($clitPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.ClitPierceIndex.indexOf($clitPierceCollection[_i])>> <<print setup.ClitPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.ClitPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $clitPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.ClitPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentClitPierce = setup.ClitPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $clitPierceCollection.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide clit piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clit piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clit piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clit piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide clit piercing collection</button><div id="clit piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Clit Piercings Drawer Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide clit piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('clit piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('clit piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('clit piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide clit piercing collection</button><div id="clit piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Clit Piercings Drawer Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $clitPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.ClitPierceIndex.indexOf($clitPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.ClitPierceIndex.indexOf($clitPierceCollection[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.ClitPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.ClitPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $clitPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.ClitPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentClitPierce = setup.ClitPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.ClitPierceList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <</if>><<if $piercedSeptum>> <<if $mobileView>>Septum Piercings Drawer Contents: <<if $septumPierceCollection.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide septum piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('septum piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('septum piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('septum piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide septum piercing collection</button><div id="septum piercing collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $septumPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.SeptumPierceIndex.indexOf($septumPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.SeptumPierceIndex.indexOf($septumPierceCollection[_i])>> <<print setup.SeptumPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.SeptumPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $septumPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.SeptumPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentSeptumPierce = setup.SeptumPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $septumPierceCollection.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide septum piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('septum piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('septum piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('septum piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide septum piercing collection</button><div id="septum piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Septum Piercings Drawer Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide septum piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('septum piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('septum piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('septum piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide septum piercing collection</button><div id="septum piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Septum Piercings Drawer Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $septumPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.SeptumPierceIndex.indexOf($septumPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.SeptumPierceIndex.indexOf($septumPierceCollection[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.SeptumPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.SeptumPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $septumPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.SeptumPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentSeptumPierce = setup.SeptumPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.SeptumPierceList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <</if>><<if $piercedNostril>> <<if $mobileView>>Nostril Piercings Drawer Contents: <<if $nostrilPierceCollection.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide nostril piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('nostril piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('nostril piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('nostril piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide nostril piercing collection</button><div id="nostril piercing collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $nostrilPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.NostrilPierceIndex.indexOf($nostrilPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.NostrilPierceIndex.indexOf($nostrilPierceCollection[_i])>> <<print setup.NostrilPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.NostrilPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $nostrilPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.NostrilPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentNostrilPierce = setup.NostrilPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $nostrilPierceCollection.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide nostril piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('nostril piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('nostril piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('nostril piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide nostril piercing collection</button><div id="nostril piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Nostril Piercings Drawer Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide nostril piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('nostril piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('nostril piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('nostril piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide nostril piercing collection</button><div id="nostril piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Nostril Piercings Drawer Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $nostrilPierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.NostrilPierceIndex.indexOf($nostrilPierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.NostrilPierceIndex.indexOf($nostrilPierceCollection[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.NostrilPierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.NostrilPierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $nostrilPierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.NostrilPierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentNostrilPierce = setup.NostrilPierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.NostrilPierceList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <</if>><<if $piercedTongue>> <<if $mobileView>>Tongue Piercings Drawer Contents: <<if $tonguePierceCollection.length <= 0>>Empty<<else>> <button title="Click to show/hide tongue piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('tongue piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('tongue piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('tongue piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide tongue piercing collection</button><div id="tongue piercing collection" style="display:none"><<for _i to 0; _i < $tonguePierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.TonguePierceIndex.indexOf($tonguePierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.TonguePierceIndex.indexOf($tonguePierceCollection[_i])>> <<print setup.TonguePierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.TonguePierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $tonguePierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.TonguePierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentTonguePierce = setup.TonguePierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>> <</if>><</for>></div><</if>><<elseif $tonguePierceCollection.length <= 0>><button title="Click to show/hide tongue piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('tongue piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('tongue piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('tongue piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide tongue piercing collection</button><div id="tongue piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th>Tongue Piercings Drawer Contents</th><tr><td class="wardrobeTableSingle"><div style="text-align:center;">Empty</div></td></tr></table></div></div><<else>><button title="Click to show/hide tongue piercing collection" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('tongue piercing collection') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('tongue piercing collection') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('tongue piercing collection') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide tongue piercing collection</button><div id="tongue piercing collection" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><th colspan="2">Tongue Piercings Drawer Contents</th><<for _i to 0; _i < $tonguePierceCollection.length; _i++>><<if setup.TonguePierceIndex.indexOf($tonguePierceCollection[_i]) != -1>><<set _x = setup.TonguePierceIndex.indexOf($tonguePierceCollection[_i])>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst"><<print setup.TonguePierceIndex[_x] >> <<print setup.TonguePierceList[_x].Description>> <<capture _x>><<if $tonguePierceLocked>>Locked in place – cannot remove<<else>><<link `"Put in " + setup.TonguePierceIndex[_x] + ""` "Wardrobe Piercings">><<set $currentTonguePierce = setup.TonguePierceIndex[_x]>><</link>><</if>><</capture>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage"><<print setup.TonguePierceList[_x].Image>></div></td></tr><</if>><</for>></table></div></div><</if>> <</if>> [[Finish selecting your piercings|Wardrobe & Makeup]]

<<addToUnderwear "Black Latex Vaginal Plug Panties">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a pair of Black Latex Vaginal Plug Panties that catch your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Coolio, those are a pretty sweet pick! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Latex just feels so sexy against your skin, especially when it’s intimately acquainted with you. Panties with plugs are just the naughtiest. Pretty swish and super kinky! You’ll have to come back sometime and model then for me, I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Black Latex Double Plug Panties">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a pair of Black Latex Double Plug Panties that catch your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Coolio, those are a pretty sweet pick! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Latex just feels so sexy against your skin, especially when it’s intimately acquainted with you. Panties with plugs are just the naughtiest. Pretty swish and super kinky! You’ll have to come back sometime and model then for me, I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Black Latex Anal Plug Panties">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you come across a pair of Black Latex Anal Plug Panties that catch your attention on one of the shelves, which in short order you subsequently take back over to the counter to purchase. "Coolio, those are a pretty sweet pick! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Latex just feels so sexy against your skin, especially when it’s intimately acquainted with you. Panties with plugs are just the naughtiest. Pretty swish and super kinky! You’ll have to come back sometime and model then for me, I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

Wanting to bring up the topic of her general appearance you ask Alice, "Hey. Maybe a bit random, but do you have any preferences when it comes to what you wear?", your flirty pink-haired roommate looking at you expectedly, likely anticipating that you might give her some new clothes. Winking at you flirtatiously, Alice answers giggling, "As long as it’s super slutty sexy then you can dress me up however you’d like to. But … if you try to put me in something dumb, or something boring, then I might not be a very happy Alice. And of course, you don’t want to make me angry do you? Oh, though I’d also totally be up for an outfit that lets everyone know that I’m the boss!". Do you: Normal Outfit – <<if $aliceAppearance == 0>>Alice is already wearing this<<else>>[[Alice should wear this|Room Alice Appearance Choice][$holderInt = 0; $aliceAppearance = 0]]<</if>> Nude – <<if $aliceAppearance == 1>>Alice is already nude<<else>>[[Alice should go naked|Room Alice Appearance Choice][$holderInt = 1; $aliceAppearance = 1]]<</if>> [[Stop talking about her appearance|Room Alice Main]]

Making your mind up on what outfit you’d like to see her wear, you inform your roommate Alice, "So, I was thinking that you could <<if $holderInt == 0>>dress up in your normal sexy schoolgirl outfit<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>go around naked <</if>>", waiting for her response. <<if $holderInt == 0>> Shrugging slightly but with a smile, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "Yeah that’s fine. My normal school uniform is sexy and custom-made for me. It’s fun to know though that you like enough that you’re requesting me to wear it for you", the flirty note to her voice giving you the impression that she’s okay with your choice.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Giggling girlishly, you listen on as the robotic AI answers, "You want to see me naked, how naughty! Glad you appreciate how hot I am and want to bask in my super-wonderous presence in all its glory", Alice clearly overjoyed by your choice.<</if>> Nodding along to her answer, you press, "Does that mean you’re okay with wearing it then?", giving her a pause to think things over some more. <<if $alicePregnantKnown>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AlicePregnantLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $aliceAppearance == 0>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AliceLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $aliceAppearance == 1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AliceNudeLarge.png]]</div><</if>><<if $holderInt == 0>>Smiling happily, Alice gives you a thumbs-up, "Sure", confirming that thankfully she has no problem with your choice. As such she quickly heads over to your wardrobe, getting to work swapping into her normal clothes, putting on her sexy schoolgirl outfit.<<elseif $holderInt == 1>>Grinning smugly, Alice announces gleefully, "Of course, it shows you understand how amazing and sexy I am", confirming that not only does she seem to have no problem with your choice, but also that it has sufficiently stroked her ego. As such she quickly heads over to your wardrobe, getting completely naked at a rapid pace.<</if>> Taking in her new look you glance at her, commenting, "Looks good to me", happy that she’s changed as you desired. Content that the situation is sorted, you figure there’s nothing else to say on the topic. As such, you slowly [[steer the conversation over to more general topics|Room Alice Appearance Main]].

<<addToFurniture "Sybian">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you stumble across an area filled with a variety of sex furniture on display, ranging from padded spanking benches to intimidating metal restraining pieces, your eyes catching instead on a sybian. Sensing that you’re not supposed to take the display model with you, you instead write out its code on a nearby slip before bringing the order form back to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wowzer, that’s a pretty awesome lifestyle choice there! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Sybian’s, every house should have two just in case the first one breaks they’re so great. Goes without saying that I have my own with all the extras. We should slumber party sometime, it would be great fun taking turns on it, and I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner which she runs across your order slip looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile informs you that your new piece of furniture will be delivered and installed within your room by the time you return. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToSexToys "Purple Rubber Small Dildo">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you stumble across an area filled with a variety of sex toys on display, ranging from simple dildos to menacing whips and paddles your eyes catching instead on a Purple Rubber Small Dildo. Deciding that you want it, you pick one up, bringing it back to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wowzer, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Nothing wrong with getting such a dinky little thing to play with. We should slumber party sometime, it would be great fun taking turns with it, and I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToSexToys "Blue Rubber Medium Dildo">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you stumble across an area filled with a variety of sex toys on display, ranging from simple dildos to menacing whips and paddles your eyes catching instead on a Blue Rubber Medium Dildo. Deciding that you want it, you pick one up, bringing it back to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wowzer, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. It looks fun … could be bigger, but still fun. We should slumber party sometime, it would be great fun taking turns with it, and I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToSexToys "Pink Rubber Large Dildo">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you stumble across an area filled with a variety of sex toys on display, ranging from simple dildos to menacing whips and paddles your eyes catching instead on a Pink Rubber Large Dildo. Deciding that you want it, you pick one up, bringing it back to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wowzer, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. That’s what I’m talking about, large and in charge. We should slumber party sometime, it would be great fun taking turns with it, and I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToSexToys "Purple Rubber Horse Dildo">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you stumble across an area filled with a variety of sex toys on display, ranging from simple dildos to menacing whips and paddles your eyes catching instead on a Purple Rubber Horse Dildo. Deciding that you want it, you pick one up, bringing it back to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wowzer, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Like, yikes! That looks like it could be a handful even for me … not that I don’t own one already. We should slumber party sometime, it would be great fun taking turns with it, and I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToSexToys "Purple Vibrating Cock Ring">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you stumble across an area filled with a variety of sex toys on display, ranging from simple dildos to menacing whips and paddles your eyes catching instead on a Purple Vibrating Cock Ring. Deciding that you want it, you pick one up, bringing it back to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wowzer, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. I don’t have a cock, but those always look fun. We should slumber party sometime, it would be great fun taking turns with it, and I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToSexToys "Pink Bullet Vibrator">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you stumble across an area filled with a variety of sex toys on display, ranging from simple dildos to menacing whips and paddles your eyes catching instead on a Pink Bullet Vibrator. Deciding that you want it, you pick one up, bringing it back to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wowzer, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. These are great! Once spent a week with two of them down my top buzzing my nipple, was amazing! We should slumber party sometime, it would be great fun taking turns with it, and I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToSexToys "Silver Metal Vibrator">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you stumble across an area filled with a variety of sex toys on display, ranging from simple dildos to menacing whips and paddles your eyes catching instead on a Silver Metal Vibrator. Deciding that you want it, you pick one up, bringing it back to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wowzer, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. These pack a lot of punch, though they can get a wee bit cold if you’re not careful. Nothing a bit of foreplay with it won’t solve. We should slumber party sometime, it would be great fun taking turns with it, and I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<addToSexToys "Red Rabbit Vibrator">>Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you stumble across an area filled with a variety of sex toys on display, ranging from simple dildos to menacing whips and paddles your eyes catching instead on a Red Rabbit Vibrator. Deciding that you want it, you pick one up, bringing it back to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wowzer, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. These are just the best, full stop! Those little ears are just orgasmic … literally. We should slumber party sometime, it would be great fun taking turns with it, and I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

Passing down the various side corridors and partial rooms of the huge winding retro science-fiction themed sex store, you begin to look over the massive amount of stock on display. From mannequins and mannequin sections, to shelves, racks and goods bins, with even a few glass fronted cases thrown in, it’s an interesting shopping session to say the least as you work your way through the shop. Eventually though, you stumble across an area filled with a variety of sex toys on display, ranging from simple dildos to menacing whips and paddles your eyes catching instead on a Strap On Harness. Deciding that you want it, you pick one up, bringing it back to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wowzer, that’s super naughty! This one gets the full Sex-Cadet seal of approval for sure. Now I’m not saying I own one, but what I am saying is that we should play together sometime. Cross rubber swords if you know what I mean. We should certainly slumber party when we get the chance, it would be great fun taking turns with it, and I wouldn’t be doing my job properly if I didn’t do everything I can to make sure our customers are happy with their purchase. Anywho, Sex-Cadet Khloe is here to handle all your purchasing needs", Khloe gushes as she begins processing your order. Amusingly, the handheld barcode scanner looks like a goofy ray gun out of a shlock-y old sci-fi film, even making a, Pew! Pew!", sound when used. The transaction itself quick and easy, the pink-haired girl with practiced skill bags your new purchase in a bag with the store’s logo on the side, handing it over to you with a cheery, and most definitely flirty, smile. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Planet Orgasmos Stock]].

<<orgasm>>You feel extremely horny, though, ever since you received the treatment this has rapidly become the new normal for you. Deciding that you can spare some time to fulfil your needs you clamber onto your large <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> bed. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Rapidly shedding your clothes as you go, leaving them in an untidy heap on the floor.<<else>>Already naked, thankfully you need spend no time getting undressed, eager to start your self-pleasuring session.<</if>> You settle on the bed, moving around a little until you can get yourself comfortable, the soft, thick duvet lovingly hugging your back, as your form slightly indents it. Moving your pillows to prop yourself up into a half sitting, half lying position, you retrieve your <<if $holderInt == 1>>bullet vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>metal vibrator<</if>>, feeling ready to start pleasuring yourself. Closing your eyes, briefly you run one hand down your body, lightly touching your skin as you slowly make your way down your body. <<if $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>>You move your hand to stroke your <<checkBreast>> breasts, yet due to the chastity bra in the way you can’t feel a thing through it, disappointedly moving on.<<else>>Taking a detour you linger on your chest<<if $breastSize ==0>>, lightly stroking your now more sensitive nipples. The feeling is nice, bringing a fresh jolt of arousal every time your make contact with your sensitive nipple.<<else>>, softly stroking one of your <<checkBreast>> breasts, the sensation pulling a small moan from you. Enjoying the feeling you continue to play with the breast, occasionally running your thumb across your firm nipple, bringing a fresh jolt of arousal every time you make contact with the sensitive bud.<</if>><</if>> Stopping for a moment to turn on your <<if $holderInt == 1>>bullet vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>metal vibrator<</if>>, you slowly move your buzzing toy down your body finally makes contact with the top of your hot, wet cunt, even more hungry with need from the time you've spent playing with your boobs. You lightly run the tip of your vibrator across your feminine mound, a slightly sticky bead of your obvious lust coating your finger from even that light contact. Eyes still closed, the smell of your arousal is even more obvious, filling the air with an ever-present signal of your wanton lust. Spurred on by your need, with two fingers you spread your soaked labia, giving you full access to your tiny engorged pleasure button. The feeling of air contacting your clit is enough to make you shudder, tossing about slightly on the spot. Now drunk with lust, your horniness takes over as you start to run your <<if $holderInt == 1>>bullet vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>metal vibrator<</if>> over your needy nub, drawing much louder and more consistent moans from you as you build closer towards your much-needed release. You pick up the pace <<if $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>>working on your pleasure button with your <<if $holderInt == 1>>bullet vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>metal vibrator<</if>><<else>>going back to fondling your <<if $breastSize ==0>>chest<<else>>breast<</if>> with your spare hand, even occasionally giving your nipple a light pinch to help bring you towards your goal<</if>>. <<if $penis && $chastityLevel != 0>>Interestingly, despite the pain building up as your swollen penis presses against your $currentChastity, you still are managing to build up the pleasure, likely soon to cum. <</if>>Strumming your clit in rapid vibrating strokes, you finally feel the pressure within you build up to breaking point, bringing you to the peak of orgasm. Hot liquid spills out of your pussy as you buck and writhe on top of your covers, the pleasure all consuming. You scream a loud keening moan of success, loud enough that you'd likely be worried of getting in trouble if you weren't so pre-occupied, before finally collapsing on the bed exhausted, and maybe a little sated of your horny need. After a few minutes recovery, you wipe your <<if $holderInt == 1>>bullet vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>metal vibrator<</if>> off on a wet wipe from your bedside table and pull yourself out of bed, ready to <a data-passage="Room Hub">get back to doing something more productive</a>.

<<orgasm>>You feel extremely horny, though, ever since you received the treatment this has rapidly become the new normal for you. Deciding that you can spare some time to fulfil your needs you clamber onto your large <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> bed. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Rapidly shedding your clothes as you go, leaving them in an untidy heap on the floor.<<else>>Already naked, thankfully you need spend no time getting undressed, eager to start your self-pleasuring session.<</if>> You settle on the bed, moving around a little until you can get yourself comfortable, the soft, thick duvet lovingly hugging your back, as your form slightly indents it. Moving your pillows to prop yourself up into a half sitting, half lying position, and retrieving your <<if $holderInt == 1>>petite rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>large rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>huge rubber horse dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>metal vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>rabbit vibrator<</if>>, you feel ready to start pleasuring yourself. Closing your eyes, you run spare hand down your body, caressing yourself as you go. <<if $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>>You do try to stroke your <<checkBreast>> breasts, yet due to the chastity bra in the way you can’t feel a thing through it, disappointedly moving on.<<else>>Briefly you take a detour to <<if $breastSize ==0>> run your hand over your chest, gently thumbing your nipples. The gentle touch against your sensitive nipples, renders your lust redoubled and you quickly migrate your way further south to sooth the ache.<<else>>fondle your <<checkBreast>> boobs, taking a moment to feel their delicate heft in your palm. The gentle touch against your sensitive mounds, renders your lust redoubled and you quickly migrate your hand further south to sooth the ache.<</if>><</if>><<if $holderInt == 5 || $holderInt == 6>> Though before any of that you make sure to turn on your vibrator, the buzzing in your hand already getting you excited.<</if>> Your hand making contact with your hot, wet, pussy lips, you begin to spread them open clearing the way for you to tease your folds with your <<if $holderInt == 1>>petite rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>large rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>huge rubber horse dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>vibrating metal vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>vibrating rabbit vibrator<</if>>. The briefest contact sending a jolt of pleasure through your body which makes your leg kick out automatically as you moan quietly. Eager to sate your desire, you spread your soaked labia further, now leaving your pussy open and inviting. More open, a fresh wave of your distinct need wafts through the air, conquering the previous scents of your room and replacing them with the smell of your hot, wet, lust. Initially you tentatively prod your <<if $holderInt == 1>>dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>vibrator<</if>> into your fuck hole, feeling the amazing wave of pleasure it provides you. However before long you start to feel too empty and are instead ramming your toy into your sodden cunt, desperately pushing yourself towards the fulfilment of your desires<<if $holderInt == 6>>, the rabbit ears of your vibrator managing to also buzz your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>clit<</if>> in the most wonderful way at the same time<</if>>. <<if $penis && $chastityLevel != 0>>Interestingly, despite the pain building up as your swollen penis presses against your $currentChastity, you still are managing to build up the pleasure, likely soon to cum. <</if>>Before long, pistoning your <<if $holderInt == 1>>petite rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>large rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>huge rubber horse dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>metal vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>rabbit vibrator<</if>> in and out of your squelching pussy, you finally feel the pressure start to build towards its conclusion. With one hard last shove, you tip over the edge, coming hard on the toy embedded in your cunt. Hot liquid spills out of your <<if $penis>>pussy and cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> as you buck and writhe on top of your covers, the pleasure all consuming. You moan loud enough that it's likely heard across the dormitory before finally collapsing on the bed exhausted, and maybe a little sated of your horny need. After a few minutes recovery you wipe your <<if $holderInt == 1>>petite rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>large rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>huge rubber horse dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>metal vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>rabbit vibrator<</if>> off on a wet wipe you retrieve from your bedside table, and pull yourself out of bed ready to <a data-passage="Room Hub">get back to doing something more productive</a>.

You feel extremely horny, though, ever since you received the treatment this has rapidly become the new normal for you. Deciding that you can spare some time to fulfil your needs you clamber onto your large <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> bed. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Rapidly shedding your clothes as you go, leaving them in an untidy heap on the floor.<<else>>Already naked, thankfully you need spend no time getting undressed, eager to start your self-pleasuring session.<</if>> You settle on the bed, moving around a little until you can get yourself comfortable, the soft, thick duvet lovingly hugging your front, as your form slightly indents it<<if $breastSize >0>>. Your <<checkBreast>> breasts squashed between your body and the bed<</if>>. Moving your pillows beneath your stomach to prop up your behind into a doggy-style like position, and retrieving your <<if $holderInt == 1>>petite rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>large rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>huge rubber horse dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>metal vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>rabbit vibrator<</if>>, you feel ready to start pleasuring yourself. To start with you stick your <<if $holderInt == 1>>petite rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>large rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>huge rubber horse dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>metal vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>rabbit vibrator<</if>> between your <<checkLips>> lips, swirling your tongue around it, trying to coat it with a thick layer of spit. Removing your <<if $holderInt == 1>>dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>vibrator<</if>> from your mouth with a wet !plop! you can clearly see that it is nicely coated with your saliva, lubricating it for what you have planned. Reaching around with your spare hand, you take hold of an ass cheek and pull it to one side, feeling a slight rush of air to your anal star. With your currently full hand you now reach back, taking the spit covered <<if $holderInt == 1>>petite rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>large rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>huge rubber horse dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>metal vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>rabbit vibrator<</if>> in a teasomg trail, spiralling towards your sensitive butt hole<<if $holderInt == 5 || $holderInt == 6>>, making sure to turn it on first<</if>>. A faint moan breaks your lips as the spit cools down, sending an odd cold feeling through your anal cleft. Deciding that it would be better to penetrate yourself sooner than later to ensure that your still lubricated, you place the <<if $holderInt == 1>>wet dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>wet dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>wet dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>oversized wet dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>wet and buzzing vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>wet and buzzing vibrator<</if>>, at your anal entrance, pressing softly but firmly. With a little effort and a slight burning sensation you push past your ass ring, penetrating your rear passage. The feeling is slightly painful, however past the pain there is certainly pleasure. You start to feel a definite rise in your lust as your arousal picks up, spurring you to continue your assault on your fresh butt hole. Slowly you run the <<if $holderInt == 1>>petite rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>large rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>huge rubber horse dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>metal vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>rabbit vibrator<</if>> in and out, the pleasure slowly building as you grow more accustomed to the feeling. Your moans are muffled by your face being pressed into your duvet, but still audible, an obvious expression of your growing need as you press on towards orgasm. One final plunge of your <<if $holderInt == 1>>dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>vibrator<</if>>, stretching out your tight back entrance, pushes you over the edge, giving you the needed release of orgasm. Moaning and trembling from the intense pleasure. Your anal ring spasms around your toy, unaccustomed to such usage, sucking it further inwards. <<if $chastityLevel != 0>><<if $penis && $vagina>><<orgasm>>Your cock strains against your $current chastity as your pussy spasms sympathetically, however, despite the pain your anal orgasm is just so effective that you barely recognize the discomfort. A torrent of cum pooling out of your dick and cunt combined, leaking around your $currentChastity to leave a sticky pool of fluid beneath your crotch and thighs, you sigh contentedly, spent and tired. Taking a few minutes to recover, happy to have found a work-around, you rest up and get your breath back.<<elseif $penis>><<orgasm>>Your cock strains against your $current chastity awkwardly, however, despite the pain your anal orgasm is just so effective that you barely recognize the discomfort. A torrent of cum pooling out of your dick, leaking through your $currentChastity to leave a sticky pool of fluid beneath your crotch and thighs, you sigh contentedly, spent and tired. Taking a few minutes to recover, happy to have found a work-around, you rest up and get your breath back.<<else>><<orgasm>>Your pussy spasms rubbing against your $current chastity, however, with nothing to stop it you still achieve a dramatic orgasm. A torrent of fem-cum pooling out of your cunt, leaking around your $currentChastity to leave a sticky pool of fluid beneath your crotch and thighs, you sigh contentedly, spent and tired. Taking a few minutes to recover, happy to have found a work-around, you rest up and get your breath back.<</if>><<else>><<orgasm>>Your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and cunt combined spill out a<<elseif $penis>>cock spills a<<else>>cunt spills a<</if>> torrent of cum below you onto your pillows and sheets, leaving a sticky pool of fluid beneath your crotch and thighs. You sigh, spent and tired, taking a few minutes to rest up and get your breath back.<</if>> After a few minutes recovery you wipe your <<if $holderInt == 1>>petite rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>large rubber dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 4>>huge rubber horse dildo<<elseif $holderInt == 5>>metal vibrator<<elseif $holderInt == 6>>rabbit vibrator<</if>> off on a wet wipe you retrieve from your bedside table, and pull yourself out of bed ready to <a data-passage="Room Hub">get back to doing something more productive</a>.

<<orgasm>>You feel extremely horny, though ever since you received the treatment this has rapidly become the new normal for you. Deciding that you can spare some time to fulfil your needs, you clamber onto your large <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> bed. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Rapidly shedding your clothes as you go, leaving them in an untidy heap on the floor.<<else>>Already naked, thankfully you need spend no time getting undressed, eager to start your self-pleasuring session.<</if>> You settle on the bed, moving around a little until you can get yourself comfortable. The soft, thick duvet lovingly hugs your back, as your form slightly indents it. Moving your pillows to prop yourself up into a half sitting, half lying position you feel ready to start pleasuring yourself. Reaching over, you grab your <<if $holderInt == 1>>Purple Vibrating Cock Ring, placing it over your cock until it sits snugly around the base. Now exactly where it needs to be, you flick the little switch on the side, putting it into vibrate mode. It feels wonderful even without any additional stimulation, you cock immediately jumping to attention<</if>>. Wasting no time, with one hand you quickly make contact with your <<checkPenis>> cock, whilst the other <<if $balls>>palms your <<checkBalls>> balls<<else>>strokes your sensitive thighs<</if>>. The contact sends a brief jolt of pleasure through your body, and you kick your leg out automatically, moaning quietly in the process. Your vibrating cock getting even harder, eager to be played with, a bead of pre-cum at the head. <<if $balls>>Meanwhile you gently massage your balls, feeling them gently churn, bursting with cum. Your ministrations stilling their needy ache, for now.<</if>> Running your hand across your sensitive cock head, smearing the pre-cum to lubricate your upcoming wanking session, you notice just how amazing playing with the end of your dick is<<if $holderInt == 1>>. The sensation even more powerful thanks to the subtle vibrations that are running through it, making the experience feel slightly strange yet incredibly sensual too<</if>>. Now wet with pre, you start to run your hand up and down your firm rod, juggling your throbbing orbs at the same time. The feeling is both wonderful and relaxing, alone you have no one to please or worry about, just you and your own pleasure. Thinking about all the sexy things you’ve seen since you’ve arrived at the facility, it doesn’t take you long before <<if $balls>>your balls are straining, ready to blow<<else>>cock is straining, ready to shoot off<</if>>. Seeing no reason to prolong the experience, ready to climax, you begin wanking at a frantic pace, pumping your cock mercilessly. With one hard last slam, your <<checkPenis>> cock pulses. You feel ecstatic as you cum, the tension in your <<if $balls>>balls<<else>>rod<</if>> finally abated, strings of milky cum bursting from the end of your dick, pooling on your stomach and coating your hand. You moan loud enough that it's likely heard across the dormitory before finally collapsing on the bed exhausted, maybe a little sated of your horny need. After a few minutes recovery, you <<if $holderInt == 1>>turn off and gently slip off your cock ring. Giving it a wipe down with a tissue from your bedside table, taking a moment to also wipe your hand and stomach off<</if>>, you pull yourself out of bed ready to <a data-passage="Room Hub">get back to doing something more productive</a>.

<<orgasm>>You feel extremely horny, though, ever since you received the treatment this has rapidly become the new normal for you. Deciding that you can spare some time to fulfil your needs you pull your sybian over to your large <<if $bedType ==0>>pink<<else>>blue<</if>> bed before clambering onto it too. <<if $diaperLocked && $currentClothing != "Naked">>Rapidly shedding your clothes except for your $currentUnderwear which is locked onto you, you hope that you’ll still be able to feel the vibrations through your diaper still<<elseif $diaperLocked>>Naked except for your $currentUnderwear which is locked onto you, you hope that you’ll still be able to feel the vibrations through your diaper still<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Rapidly shedding your clothes as you go, leaving them in an untidy heap on the floor.<<else>>Already naked, thankfully you need spend no time getting undressed, eager to start your self-pleasuring session.<</if>> Settling on the bed, moving around a little until you have your black Sybian in just the right spot top your soft, thick duvet, you finally make your mind up on where it’ll be placed whilst you place with it. Swinging one leg over it you straddle yourself on top of the sybian, feeling <<if $diaperLocked>>the pressure from the slightly ribbed rubber section atop of it against your diaper clad crotch onto it<<elseif $vagina>>slightly ribbed rubber section atop of it pressing against your already eager and wet pussy<<else>>slightly ribbed rubber section atop of it pressing against your sensitive cock head<</if>>. With everything in place, you grab the control panel with one hand, turning the buzzing piece of sex furniture on. Closing your eyes, briefly you run one hand down your body, lightly touching your skin as you slowly make your way down your body. <<if $chastityBreasts && $chastityBreastsLocked>>You move your hand to stroke your <<checkBreast>> breasts, yet due to the chastity bra in the way you can’t feel a thing through it, disappointedly moving on.<<else>>Taking a detour you linger on your chest<<if $breastSize ==0>>, lightly stroking your now more sensitive nipples. The feeling is nice, bringing a fresh jolt of arousal every time your make contact with your sensitive nipple.<<else>>, softly stroking one of your <<checkBreast>> breasts, the sensation pulling a small moan from you. Enjoying the feeling you continue to play with the breast, occasionally running your thumb across your firm nipple, bringing a fresh jolt of arousal every time you make contact with the sensitive bud.<</if>><</if>> All the while, the sybian vibrates away below you, the low setting you have it on just enough to tease you. Turning up the speed of the device, the sensations it produces are increased even further. Pressing down against it harder, you can’t help but let out a loud moan of pleasure, the vibrations flowing through your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and cunt<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>cunt<</if>> in a surprisingly effective way. Grinding down onto it, trying to extract as much of that amazing sensation as you can, you begin humping against the sybian saddle, loving every moment of the experience. One final ramping of the vibration setting pushes you over the edge, giving you the needed release of orgasm. Moaning and trembling from the intense pleasure, your <<if $vagina>> pussy begins to spasm around nothing, the force of the buzzing rubber bringing you to new heights of pleasure<<else>>cock begins to spasm, the force of the buzzing rubber bringing you to new heights of pleasure<</if>>. <<if $diaperLocked>><<if $penis && $vagina>>Your cock strains against the padded confines of your $currentUnderwear as your pussy spasms sympathetically, however, despite the slight unpleasant pressure your sybian-based orgasm is just so effective that you barely recognize the discomfort. A torrent of cum pooling out of your dick and cunt combined, leaking into your $currentUnderwear to leave a sticky pool of fluid within, you sigh contentedly, spent and tired. Taking a few minutes to recover, happy to have found a work-around, you rest up and get your breath back.<<elseif $penis>>Your cock strains against the padded confines of your $currentUnderwear awkwardly, however, despite the slight unpleasant pressure your sybian-based orgasm is just so effective that you barely recognize the discomfort. A torrent of cum pooling out of your dick, leaking into your $currentUnderwear to leave a sticky pool of fluid within, you sigh contentedly, spent and tired. Taking a few minutes to recover, happy to have found a work-around, you rest up and get your breath back.<<else>>Your pussy spasms rubbing against the padded confines of your $currentUnderwear, however, with nothing to stop it you still achieve a dramatic orgasm. A torrent of fem-cum pooling out of your cunt, leaking into your $currentUnderwear to leave a sticky pool of fluid within, you sigh contentedly, spent and tired. Taking a few minutes to recover, happy to have found a work-around, you rest up and get your breath back.<</if>><<elseif $chastityLevel != 0>><<if $penis && $vagina>>Your cock strains against your $current chastity as your pussy spasms sympathetically, however, despite the pain your sybian-based orgasm is just so effective that you barely recognize the discomfort. A torrent of cum pooling out of your dick and cunt combined, leaking around your $currentChastity to leave a sticky pool of fluid across your crotch, thighs, and sybian, you sigh contentedly, spent and tired. Taking a few minutes to recover, happy to have found a work-around, you rest up and get your breath back.<<elseif $penis>>Your cock strains against your $current chastity awkwardly, however, despite the pain your sybian-based orgasm is just so effective that you barely recognize the discomfort. A torrent of cum pooling out of your dick, leaking through your $currentChastity to leave a sticky pool of fluid across your crotch, thighs, and sybian, you sigh contentedly, spent and tired. Taking a few minutes to recover, happy to have found a work-around, you rest up and get your breath back.<<else>>Your pussy spasms rubbing against your $current chastity, however, with nothing to stop it you still achieve a dramatic orgasm. A torrent of fem-cum pooling out of your cunt, leaking around your $currentChastity to leave a sticky pool of fluid across your crotch, thighs, and sybian, you sigh contentedly, spent and tired. Taking a few minutes to recover, happy to have found a work-around, you rest up and get your breath back.<</if>><<else>>Your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and cunt combined spill out a<<elseif $penis>>cock spills a<<else>>cunt spills a<</if>> torrent of cum below you onto your sybian, leaving a sticky pool of fluid beneath your crotch, thighs, and of course the cause of your sexual pleasure. You sigh, spent and tired, taking a few minutes to rest up and get your breath back.<</if>> After a few minutes recovery, you wipe your sybian down with a wet wipe from your bedside table and pull yourself out of bed before putting it back away, ready to <a data-passage="Room Hub">get back to doing something more productive</a>.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $vagina>><<cumVagina 1>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesVaginallyFucked += 1>><<else>><<cumAnus>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $timesAnallyFucked += 1>><</if>>Selecting the option to ride Calvin’s cock, you wait a moment as everything processes. Moments later, Mistress Sarah reappears, saying to you in a voice that beckons you to be quick, "Follow me and I’ll take you to Calvin’s boudoir. I must admit I’m surprised that you have such good taste. I trained the boy personally, and he is someone I definitely foresee progressing within my establishment. Though I suppose he’ll need more training in keeping his ego in check to become a true cicisbeo … it’s the male equivalent of a courtesan. None-the-less, I’m sure you’ll enjoy your time with him", leading you away from the main foyer filled with important-looking people milling about. Passing through a maze of well-furnished corridors, eventually Mistress Sarah opens a door for you, ushering you inside before closing the door behind you. Glancing over the spacious bedroom you now find yourself in, the first thing you note is the large king-sized bed that dominates the for wall, the walls covered with deep red wallpaper and silken red drapes that give the room and opulent and highly carnal feel to it. Though there is one other point of interest. Sitting patiently on the bottom of the bed is a guy with short messy dark brown hair. Wearing a pair of black pants without a shirt, you can see his well-maintained muscles clearly, the man also rather tall to go with his impressive physique. Most of all though, from the cocky smile on his face, you get the impression that he knows exactly what you’re thinking, self-impressed by his own muscles and good looks. Standing and approaching you with a confident stride, Calvin leans forward to give you a delicate yet not too forward kiss, continuing, "Hello, my <<if $femininity >= 0>>beautiful rose<<else>>lovely boy<</if>>. You’ve come to see me, so that we can carnally intertwine. I am very flattered, but this isn’t about me, it’s about you. Please let me show you how much I appreciate your attentions", the man delicately taking your hand to lead you back towards the bed. Turning away from you for a moment, the muscular man unbuttons his pants giving you a good view of his toned back. Slipping them down and walking out of them, his impressive 8 inch cock comes into view as he turns back to you, embracing you delicately before giving you another relatively chaste yet surprisingly romantic kiss. Hugging you close to his chiselled form, he begins trailing kisses down your neck, sensually whispering, "Are you ready to make things more heated my <<if $femininity >= 0>>beautiful rose<<else>>lovely boy<</if>>?". Watching as he heads around the side of the bed before slipping onto it on his back, you too approach the bed, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as you go<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentClothing as you go<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentUnderwear as you go<<else>>already nude and ready<</if>>. With a grin responding, "I think we can manage to make things a little more heated", getting up onto the foot of the bed and crawling towards him. Reaching him slowly, so that you’re now face to face, you lean down to begin a more passionate kiss, entwining tongues in such a way that you’re soon left breathless. Pleasantly amused, your partner comments in a tone heavy with lust, "It seems that my <<if $femininity >= 0>>beautiful rose<<else>>lovely boy<</if>> is after something, but what could that be?", though even he can’t hide his obvious lust, his hard cock sandwiched between your stomachs. Returning to making out, your tongues wetly exploring each other, you take the opportunity to rub your <<if $vagina>>velvet channel<<else>>sensitive glans<</if>> against his wonderful dick, getting a better feeling for it. In fact, curious as you are you can’t help but reach down from your position on top of him, giving the hard and unyielding rod a gentle stroke, exploring every inch of it like one would a prized-sculpture. Biting your lip after finally breaking your passionate kiss, you grin "I’m sure we can think of something to make us both happy", slowly starting to grind your <<if $vagina>>clit<<else>>penis<</if>> against his dick. As your partner rubs your <<checkAss>> bottom and sensitive thighs, you slowly pull yourself up into a seated position, surveying him from a new higher vantage point. The rush of being on top is heady, making you feel surprisingly in control despite how muscular and imposing Calvin might be if he was standing in front of you. The whole situation making you <<if $vagina>>increasingly wet<<else>>harder than ever<</if>>, you carefully begin taking his warm hefty cock in your hand, holding if firm as you slowly push your <<if $vagina>>sodden pussy down onto it <<else>>needy ass-hole down onto it<</if>>. The muscular brunette groaning happily, you pull yourself up enough for just the head to still be snuggled within you, before once more slowly pressing yourself down, luxuriating in his thick cock stretching you out. Gradually picking up speed, you start to hump against him in your cow-girl position, sparks of pleasure running up your spine each time that you do. His cock just feels amazing, filling you almost to the point of bursting, the stretching sensation practically taking your breath away. More so, being in control of him is intoxicating, something you could certainly get addicted to if you’re not careful. Now you’ve picked up the pace, the ravaging is certainly more brutal, but equally more passionate, your <<if $vagina>>pussy walls<<else>>inner-anal walls<</if>> pulsing with pleasure with every heady rub against them. Meanwhile, Calvin stares up at you with a lust-filled gaze, obviously enjoying the experience too, content to let you take charge of the experience but making sure to expand your enjoyment by sensuously stroking and rubbing your thighs and rear. None-the-less, your passionate sex cannot last forever, both of you obviously on the cusp of orgasm. As such, thrusting down onto his delicious cock one last time, an intermingled liquid heat soon floods inside of you as you both cum hard<<if $penis>>, your cock spraying its load onto his stomach<</if>>. Letting yourself ride out the last of your orgasm on top of him, the pulsing of his cock giving you aftershocks of pleasure, you slowly begin pulling yourself off of him with a lewd wet squelch, your legs feeling like rubber. Cum quickly running down your thigh as you try and regain your breath, you feel exhausted from your passionate sex. Collapsing together down onto the sheets together, you hear with some amusement as your partner comments, "You were wonderful my <<if $femininity >= 0>>beautiful rose<<else>>lovely boy<</if>>, and so was I. We make such amazing and passionate love with each other, you must return again so we may see if we can top this", as he rests beside you. It seems a little extra time to recover is apparently part of the service. Given enough time to catch your breath again, it’s obvious that before long it’s time for you to leave. This becomes even more evident when Mistress Sarah returns, an expression which suggests she might be slightly impressed, though also that she certainly considers herself superior to you. Led out without a complaint, Calvin offering you one smug grin, you pass back through the maze-like corridors of the establishment. Brought back into the luxurious foyer, you [[head back over to the service menu|Brothel Options]].

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<orgasm>>Selecting the option to have doggy-style sex with Vanessa, you wait a moment as everything processes. Moments later, Mistress Sarah reappears, saying to you in a voice that beckons you to be quick, "Follow me and I’ll take you to Vanessa’s boudoir. I must admit I’m surprised that you have such good taste. I trained the girl personally, and she is one of the up-and-coming talents of my establishment. Though I suppose she’ll need more training in her personal restraint to become a true courtesan. None-the-less, I’m sure you’ll enjoy your time with her", leading you away from the main foyer filled with important-looking people milling about. Passing through a maze of well-furnished corridors, eventually Mistress Sarah opens a door for you, ushering you inside before closing the door behind you. Glancing over the spacious bedroom you now find yourself in, the first thing you note is the large king-sized bed that dominates the for wall, the walls covered with deep red wallpaper and silken red drapes that give the room and opulent and highly carnal feel to it. Though there is one other point of interest, seductively sprawled across the bed is a girl with straight flowing golden hair and a slightly puffed out fringe, an extremely thin and practically see-through red teddy adorning her and nothing else. Though, from the sensual grin on her face, you get the impression that she’s not particularly worried about you seeing her naked. Beckoning you over with one finger, Vanessa sighs contentedly, "Hey there <<if $femininity >= 0>>babe<<else>>stud<</if>>, ready to pound my tight little body until I can’t walk for a week? Heard you asked specially for me. Flatterer. Well you certainly know how to start make a girl feel wanted. The real question is, whatever can I do to make sure you feel special too?", the lingerie-clad girl blowing you a kiss that oozes sexual tension. Slowly and sensually pulling herself up until she’s on her hands and knees, she begins to slowly sway her cute bubble butt temptingly towards you, flirty-ly looking back over her shoulder at you. Twisting herself so that her perky C-Cup breasts are on show to you, she bites her lip, beginning to squeeze and play with one of her boobs almost tauntingly at you. With a wink, the hand previously playing with her breast now going further south, she pouts sweetly, "Poor Vanessa, all alone on her big and empty bed. If only someone would come and keep her company!". Realizing that you’ve just been stood by the door watching her expertly practiced sexual display, you approach the bed, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as you go<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentClothing as you go<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentUnderwear as you go<<else>>already nude and ready<</if>>. With a grin responding, "Looks like I’ve found a naughty girl just calling out for attention. I suppose I’ll have to make sure she doesn’t get too needy for attention somehow", punctuating your statement by giving her a quick yet soft spank on her rear which gets you a giggling girlish squeal in return. <<if !$penis>>Figuring this might be the best time to do so when she’s so preoccupied, you also grab your $currentStrapOnDildo filled strap-on and buckling it up, ready to play. <</if>> Now pouting, your partner calls back in a heavier voice, "That’s a good start, but you’re not going to leave a girl with just a little foreplay are you <<if $femininity >= 0>>babe<<else>>stud<</if>>?". Seemingly further emboldened by your playful spank, she now rears herself up, quickly shedding her red teddy before throwing it off to one side, all the while her back kept towards you so you only get the slightest peak of side breast. Clambering up behind her and grabbing your <<if $penis>>rock hard <<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>strap-on dildo<</if>>, you line yourself up with her lewdly splayed pussy. Taking hold of her slender thighs you carefully push into her, sighing through clenched teeth as you try to speak through the sudden pleasure that brings you, "How about this?". Vanessa, meanwhile, groans back, "That’s it <<if $femininity >= 0>>babe<<else>>stud<</if>>! Now make me your little bitch!". More than willing to give her what she wants you dig your fingers into her thighs a little tigher, beginning to rock your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>strap-on<</if>> back and forth into her more roughly, wanting to give her the hard fucking she obviously wants. As loud sex noises fill the air as your crotches smack together, the sexy blonde is soon reduced to a panting mess, her pussy sucking you in like it had a mind of its own. Continuing on with slower yet more deliberate forceful thrusts, Vanessa sinks her fingers into the sheets to keep herself in place. Moaning, she passionately calls out, "Fuck … yes … spank me again!". Letting go with one hand, you deliver a series of slaps to her pert bottom in time with your thrusts, provoking more squeals of delighted glee. As she giggles happily, you laugh, "You like that don’t you, you naughty girl!", your dirty talk causing her pussy to spasm around your length. Already pretty far gone, but now contending with a whole new host of delights, it seems like your spanking and taunts were just what she needed. Gripping the sheets so hard her knuckles go white, she squeals out in intense pleasure, her cunt milking you intently. Unable to hold back yourself you ram yourself in to the hilt, letting her pussy do all the work as it convulses around you, your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>collected fem-cum<</if>> spilling into her eager hole as you finally reach your own climax, the wonderful sensation taking your breath away. Collapsing together down onto the sheets together, you hear with some amusement as your partner comments, "That was fun. You’ve got to come back and see me again some time for a rematch <<if $femininity >= 0>>babe<<else>>stud<</if>>", as she rests beside you. It seems a little extra time to recover is apparently part of the service. Given enough time to catch your breath again, it’s obvious that before long it’s time for you to leave. This becomes even more evident when Mistress Sarah returns, an expression which suggests she might be slightly impressed, though also that she certainly considers herself superior to you. Led out without a complaint, Vanessa offering you one last giggling wave, you pass back through the maze-like corridors of the establishment. Brought back into the luxurious foyer, you [[head back over to the service menu|Brothel Options]].

Selecting that you want to make use of Miranda, specifically getting oral from her, you press the touch screen, processing your finances. Waiting about 30 seconds, the barrier covering the small hatch crotch-height hatch in the wall opens, revealing a set of pillowy lips beyond them. Knowing that the etiquette of using the glory-hole probably means that you shouldn’t talk with her, you instead start to get ready. Taking a step back, you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>slip out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>slip out of your $currentClothing, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>slip out of your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked<<else>>you run your hands across your thighs, glad that you’re already naked<</if>>. Having now gone through all the preparation you need, you step forward, grabbing hold of the side handles and pressing your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> up towards the opening. Diving forth, <<if $penis>><<set $timesYourDickSucked += 1>>she takes your cock in hand, immediately lathering the length of your <<checkPenis>> dick in long wet licks<<else>><<set $timesYourPussyLicked += 1>>she presses her face against your pussy, immediately lathering the length of your feminine cleft in long licks<</if>>. Seemingly not wanting to take things too quickly though, she instead shifts to laying a trail of kisses upon everything she has access to, her sensual ministrations really igniting your desires. Eventually though this teasing endings, and she returns to tending to your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>cunt<</if>>. Her experienced mouth going to work, she sucks at your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>pussy<</if>> attentively, doing her best to make it an orgasmic experience for you. All the while, you leave her to her task, only holding onto the handles so that you remain in place. You try your best not to make too many noises, not sure how soundproof the booths are, though your partner skilfully still manages to push a few groans and moans out of you. Continuing on with her efforts, she begins to <<if $penis>>deep throat you a little<<else>>stick her tongue deep into your vagina<</if>>, doing a great job thanks to her training and experience. Sucking the <<if $penis>>head of your needy cock<<else>>lips of your needy pussy<</if>>, you sense that you’re going to cum soon. Seemingly realising this, she pulls back a bit, lapping her inviting tongue against the sensitive <<if $penis>>bulbous head<<else>>underside of your clit<</if>>. Her ministrations work perfectly, as very soon you’re pushed over the edge, grasping onto the handles you’ve been holding onto throughout even tighter than ever. Unleashing a torrent of <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> into her awaiting mouth, your mostly unseen partner hums happily, swallowing it down. As she begins to lap at your still overly sensitive <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>>, trying to clean you up, the tablet screen in front of you begins showing a number that begins to count down. Realising this is probably the end of your paid time with Miranda, you slowly pull back, not wanting to get caught in the hatch barrier closing again. Sighing happily, your sexual tension feeling nicely dealt with for now, you watch as just as predicted the hole closes back up, leaving you once again [[stood in front of the establishments menu|Glory Hole Options]].

Selecting that you want to make use of Leroy, specifically getting oral from him, you press the touch screen, processing your finances. Waiting about 30 seconds, the barrier covering the small hatch crotch-height hatch in the wall opens, revealing a set of normal looking if rather manly lips beyond them. Knowing that the etiquette of using the glory-hole probably means that you shouldn’t talk with him, you instead start to get ready. Taking a step back, you <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>slip out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>slip out of your $currentClothing, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>slip out of your $currentUnderwear, leaving you naked<<else>>you run your hands across your thighs, glad that you’re already naked<</if>>. Having now gone through all the preparation you need, you step forward, grabbing hold of the side handles and pressing your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> up towards the opening. Diving forth, <<if $penis>><<set $timesYourDickSucked += 1>>he takes your cock in hand, immediately lathering the length of your <<checkPenis>> dick in long wet licks<<else>><<set $timesYourPussyLicked += 1>>he presses his face against your pussy, immediately lathering the length of your feminine cleft in long licks<</if>>. Seemingly not wanting to take things too quickly though, he instead shifts to laying a trail of kisses upon everything he has access to, his sensual ministrations really igniting your desires. Eventually though this teasing endings, and he returns to tending to your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>cunt<</if>>. His experienced mouth going to work, he sucks at your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>pussy<</if>> attentively, doing his best to make it an orgasmic experience for you. All the while, you leave him to his task, only holding onto the handles so that you remain in place. You try your best not to make too many noises, not sure how soundproof the booths are, though your partner skilfully still manages to push a few groans and moans out of you. Continuing on with his efforts, he begins to <<if $penis>>deep throat you a little<<else>>stick his tongue deep into your vagina<</if>>, doing a great job thanks to his training and experience. Sucking the <<if $penis>>head of your needy cock<<else>>lips of your needy pussy<</if>>, you sense that you’re going to cum soon. Seemingly realising this, he pulls back a bit, lapping his inviting tongue against the sensitive <<if $penis>>bulbous head<<else>>underside of your clit<</if>>. His ministrations work perfectly, as very soon you’re pushed over the edge, grasping onto the handles you’ve been holding onto throughout even tighter than ever. Unleashing a torrent of <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>> into his awaiting mouth, your mostly unseen partner hums happily, swallowing it down. As he begins to lap at your still overly sensitive <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>>, trying to clean you up, the tablet screen in front of you begins showing a number that begins to count down. Realising this is probably the end of your paid time with Leroy, you slowly pull back, not wanting to get caught in the hatch barrier closing again. Sighing happily, your sexual tension feeling nicely dealt with for now, you watch as just as predicted the hole closes back up, leaving you once again [[stood in front of the establishments menu|Glory Hole Options]].

<<set $kristenTransformLevel = 3>>Standing next to Kristen, you wait until she ticks something off on her clipboard before saying to you, "Everything seems fine here, but there’s still a lot to check. I’m sorry that this isn’t too fun $firstName. It’s okay if you run along and play if you’d prefer to, even if I do really appreciate my little helper staying with my whilst I do the safety evaluation of the play area", a slightly concerned look on her face matching her tone, the diligent carer obviously worried that you might be bored. It’s not too bad though really. Maybe you’ve got used to helping her out around the nursery, but compared to things like laundry, walking around and looking at fun and often hidden away things is kind of interesting. Kristen’s task today is to evaluate the safety and general state of various play areas within the nursery. It’s mostly a formality, as everything is made to last, but it’s still important to make sure that everything is fine. You’ve meanwhile been helping by playing in all of the play areas, riding a carousel and having a go at a jungle gym so far, along with all the other exploring. Maybe playing with things that are being examined for whether they’re safe or not isn’t the best plan ever, but nothing looks broken. So, even if Kristen cautions you, you don’t really pay too much attention. Plus, some of the secret areas you’ve explored together are really cool! You’re currently taking a look at a secret grotto hidden under a huge hollowed out tree within the fake forest filled with treehouses that occupies a section of the main playroom. You seriously wonder if anyone else has ever discovered it before, the requirement to get in being to press the correct series of spots on the trunk to open up the perfectly concealed door and the stairway beyond it. The grotto itself is like a club-house, filled with; toys, a chalkboard, a surprising amount of teddy bears, a stocked larder of snacks and sweets, and maybe most oddly an area for playing dress-up. Sitting at the big round wooden table next to a seated teddy-bear with an eyepatch, you comment,"This place is great Miss Kristen, thanks for bringing me here", wanting to cheer her up after all of the trouble Tammy has been causing her lately. Reaching out to pat you on the head supportively as she passes by, she cheerfully smiles, "Well that’s very kind of you to say $firstName. I’m glad you’re enjoying our special tour of the nursery, and I most certainly appreciate you keeping me company as I do my evaluations", glancing around to make sure everything is where it’s meant to be. Feeling a little shy about the compliment she just gave you, you stay quiet and keep glancing around at all the cool things displayed on the walls. However, as a cold breeze crosses past you, you all of a sudden get a sense that something is wrong. Just like clockwork, a familiar wicked voice calls out, "Here you are, Kristen! Took me longer than normal to track you down, I hope you aren’t hiding from me! Hiding wouldn’t be working, and not working would be very lazy of you Kristen!". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/TammyLarge.png]]</div> Turning to see the source of the comments, you spot exactly what you expected to, Tammy descending down the stairs and blocking off your exit. Slightly shorter than average, she has dark red hair that’s shorn into a practically non-existent pixie cut. With long fluttering eyelashes accentuated by expertly applied eyeliner and mascara, a deep crimson lipstick on her beautiful sneering lips, and some of the most well-manicured matching red fingernails you’ve ever seen, you get the impression that she puts a lot of effort into her appearance. Other than that, she’s wearing a similar outfit to Kristen, a business suit, blouse, vest, stockings and professional skirt, the nurseries’ logo embroidered on her lapel. However, unlike Kristen, Tammy’s outfit looks better tailored, hugging all her delicate curves perfectly, with the skirt being just slightly too short as to turn heads. Now fully in view, Tammy spots you seated at the table and Kristen with her clipboard, sighing. Interestingly though, Tammy nods to you first, saying in a more friendly tone, "Hey $firstName. Just here for Kristen like usual, don’t mind me", before turning to her usual target and continuing, "Huh, seems like you’re actually working. Guess I can’t be too mad then. And you’re still diapered and going without your skirt too, just like I said to. I’m almost a bit disappointed that you’ve been such a good-girl Kristen". Looking somewhat shocked yet still wary, Kristen responds meekly, "Okay Tammy. I’ve done everything you’ve said can you stop picking on me?", the skirt-less and diapered carer trying to take a stand against her tormentor, but ultimately not manging to pull it off, humiliated as she is by the circumstances. Closing in on her prey, tapping her on the nose tauntingly, Tammy grins, "You know what. You complain, but the truth is you love it! Maybe you’re secretly just another big baby, maybe you’ve just always wanted someone to humiliate you, or maybe you’re into me. Don’t know, don’t really care. Whatever the case, I get a plaything. You can plead and moan, but you still do everything I say, and that’s the most telling", the ginger carer smugly standing there awaiting whatever response Kristen will give to what she’s just said. Kristen, meanwhile, blushes deeply, not keeping eye contact with Tammy. Instead, she just mumbles, "Come on Tammy … you … you know that’s not true …", her heart not really into what she’s saying if you hard to comment about what you see. Tutting back at her, the ginger tormentor takes Kristen’s hand with only minor complaint from the brunette, dragging her over to one corner of the secret club house. Making her sit on a stool in front of a dressing table with a mirror, Tammy hums, "Seeing as you’ve been a good-girl working today little-Krissy, even if you’ve not fully accepted your place yet, I’ve decided to give you a present. That hairstyle of yours is way not cute! Worse than that, it makes you look like you’re some important businesswoman. I’m thinking a nice pair of girly pigtails would suit you much better". Gasping, Kristen shakes her head, "But … but … I’ll look like I’m one of the … littles …", her words petering out as she’s unable to muster the energy to properly resist. Increasingly amused by Kristen’s reactions, Tammy gets to work. Pulling out the clips and hair tie keeping Kristen’s well-maintained brown hair in a bun, the long soft hair falls across her shoulders, making her look quite different. Though that’s not the end of it, separating the hair out with a surprisingly amount of care, Tammy takes a pair of blue ribbons off of the dresser, tying up Kristen’s now loose hair into twin pigtails that actually look pretty adorable. "There you go, much better I think. You agree don’t you little-Krissy?", Tammy comments, her tone somewhere between a taunt and a genuine compliment. Of course, now bright red faced, Kristen doesn’t seem to be enjoying it, opening her mouth to say something. However, before she has the chance the ginger carer pushes something past her lips stopping her. Watching on with wide eyes, you quickly realize what the cause of the silencing was, a bright blue pacifier now wedged firmly into the kindly woman’s mouth. "That’s another present from me little-Krissy. You’re really looking like a baby these days, but we still have a bit further to go before that. As before, don’t try to change your hair back or I’ll get cross, same goes for the pacifier. But I think I’ve played with you enough for now. I’ll see you later my diapered little-Krissy", the smug Tammy walking over to you before departing, leaving Kristen sat at the dresser seeing her new appearance. Bending down to talk to you, her voice practically in a whisper, the red-headed bully says to you conspiratorially, "Look, I know you’re a big-baby too, and that you’re attached to Kristen, but I’ve got a great deal for you. Next time I come around when you’re with her, I have a plan. You side with me, then I’ll make it more than worth your while. I can be mean at times, but having been around her you can’t tell me with a straight face that workaholic Kristen doesn’t get off on my teasing. Anyway, something to mull over until next time. By-ye", Tammy giving you one last smug wink before finally heading back up the stairs. Heading over to make sure she’s okay, you say to your friendly carer, "Miss Kristen, are you okay?", noticing that between the new ribbon-tied pigtails, pacifier, and the previous diaper combined with the lack of a skirt, Kristen’s uniform now looks more out of place than all the other elements. Effectively, you’d have a hard time thinking she was a carer rather than a little if you didn’t know better. Rising up with an audible crinkle, and taking out the pacifier with a wet plop, her pigtails shaking as she does, Kristen turns to you still blushing, "Erm … well … yes $firstName, I’ll be … I’ll be okay. Sorry … um, you know. Tammy is … she’s … she’s not right … is she? I don’t know what to do … maybe she’s right. I’m kind of klutzy … and I do let her walk all over me. Maybe I really do like the attention. If I didn’t I would have said something to Papa Glover, wouldn’t I? I’ll be fine but thank you", slightly hesitantly giving you a quick head pat. Pausing for a second still in embarrassment, she continues, "How about we call it a day early and get you a snack after I hand my clipboard back in?", offering you a weak smile along with it, though she does also reach out to give you a quick hug. <<include [[ABDL Job Help Kristen End]]>>

Heading towards your intended destination as planned, you walk down one of the many almost identical corridors, noticing two figures off to one side against the wall. The reason why this is odd more so, is that one is on her knees whilst the other has his back pressed up to the wall, the pair conversing between each other as the girl paws at his currently clothed crotch. "But Daddy I want it now!", the female figure mewls in a sweet yet slightly whiney voice, rubbing her hand against his groin as she looks up at him pleadingly. Getting closer to him, you recognize the short brown haired main to be Scott, wearing his usual white and blue checked button-up shirt, with a navy-blue sweater on top of it. Him once more seemingly rather normal really, a pair of pleasant green eyes sitting on a welcoming face. Of course, that would mean likely mean the girl he responds to is Sherwin, Scott saying, "I know you want it sweetheart, but can’t you wait just a little longer? We’ll be home very soon, then you’ll have all the time you want to play with it", his face slightly blushed as he talks about her intentions. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/SherwinLarge.png]]</div> Getting closer you can clearly see Sherwin, a short Asian woman with black hair cut into a short angular hairstyle with a straight fringe, sides and back. She looks cute, especially as she’s currently pouting, her face makeup free and feminine. Clothing-wise is where she stands out the most though, the girl dressed in a short-sleeved ruffle-y pale yellow dress with a bow at the neck that isn’t long enough to cover her bare and hairless pussy, with matching pastel yellow thigh-high stockings and slightly heeled shoes. Overall, it gives her a largely youthful appearance, confirming further that she’s a little. The pair spotting you, Scott waves at you, his cheeks flushing pink, "Hello there $firstName. It’s nice to see you out and about. How is your day going?", tapping his little on the shoulder and adding, "Say hello to the nice <<if $pronoun == 1>>lady<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>man<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>person<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>lady<<else>>man<</if>> darling". Giving you a big grin from her lewd spot kneeling on the floor in front of her ‘Daddy’, Sherwin says in an overly sweet tone, "Hello nice <<if $pronoun == 1>>lady<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>man<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>person<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>lady<<else>>man<</if>>!", before turning her attention back to his still clothed crotch. Waving to the pair you say, "Hi, just passing through", not really wanting to interrupt what they’re up to. However, before you get too far the black-haired little whines cutely, "Da-a-ddy, am I being impo-wite? Daddy always say to share, and Sherwin didn’t offer at all! Maybe the nice <<if $pronoun == 1>>lady<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>man<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>person<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>lady<<else>>man<</if>> would like to join me in doing something nice for Daddy? But they’re pwo-bably in a rush, so we’d have to play with Daddy’s thing-y here!", her obvious plan to pull you into their argument clear from the smug glint in her eye. Not knowing how to react, Scott looks back and forth between the two of you, answering in a slightly uncertain voice, "That feels a little forward darling … not to say that I’d be against it. It was very sweet of you to offer someone else the chance to get involved in … our business. And, I do want to encourage you to share more often …", the idea of the both of you servicing him clearly appealing to him the more he thinks about it. The decision now resting on you, you think things through. On the one side, you could get involved. You don’t particularly get the impression that Sherwin would appreciate sharing her ‘daddy’ under normal circumstances, however, seeing as doing so now would mean her getting what she wanted you think she’d be fine with it. It might be a little embarrassing to engage in sexual activity in public, but then again the corridor seems pretty empty. Overall, it comes down to whether you’ll accept the invitation or politely decline it and continue on with your travels. Do you: [[Accept the invitation|Travel To ABDL Sherwin Oral Main][$timesSuckedDick += 1]] <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Figuring that you might as well take advantage of the opportunity which has fallen into your lap, you respond to the pair, "Sure. If it’ll encourage Sherwin to share more then who am I to get in the way?", the Asian little’s grin growing increasingly smugger. The well-dressed brown-haired ‘Daddy’ of the couple, meanwhile, continues to look more embarrassed by the situation, though if the bulge in his trousers is anything then that’s not all he’s feeling. Still backed up against the wall, stuttering slightly, but clearly getting into the idea, he mumbles, "Well … I mean … if you both …". Pushing the point, the Asian little giggles sweetly, grabbing at your wrist from her position kneeling before him as you get closer. Finding your hand now also pressed up against his warm crotch, his hidden cock straining and pulsing within his trousers from your exploration, now again confirming that he’s turned on by this as he moves forward slightly to meet your touch. "See! Daddy needs it now too!", Sherwin exclaims in a girly tone, deciding from his expression of lust she’s probably won this one. Seeing her victory in hand, she adds aimed at you, "You need to get down here too $firstName. You can’t join in on helping Daddy standing up there!", jerking her gaze between you and a spot on the floor beside her. Figuring that you’re already kind of intruding on matters between them enough already, you follow her lead, kneeling down next to the cutely dressed girl, both of your faces now levelled with Scott’s groin. Mashing her face up against it and inhaling deeply, enjoying herself deeply, she multitasks once more, taking hold of your wrist and vaguely moving it towards the zipper of his pants. Getting the idea, you ask quietly, "Is it okay if I …?", getting a subtle nod from the man you’re posed before and a more vigorous nod from the little beside you. Figuring that now everyone is fully into it, you slowly peel down his fly, getting a sight of the black boxer shorts beneath them. Going further, you carefully run your hand inside, finding his hard fleshy dick and gently pulling it out as you curiously stroke his length. All in all, the cock now inches away from your face is maybe a good thick 7 inches in total, brown bushy pubic hair poking out atop of it. However, pouting, Sherwin grumbles, "I wanted Daddy’s dangly-parts out too so we had more to play with!", going back in to almost reverentially pull those out through the fly of his trousers too. Both the cock and balls now staring you in the face, the musky scent of Scott’s crotch begins to fill your senses. However, whilst you’re distracted again, Sherwin once more takes the lead. Her soft and delicate hand pressing at the back of your head, you’re thrust forward, your lips running across his sizable ball sack. Hearing her simultaneously begin to lay kisses on his cock head above, you shrug internally, laying kisses on his scrotum instead. It tastes kind of musty, though still pretty clean, and from the groans you’re hearing your join efforts are working. Sherwin is meanwhile humming, wet licking sounds now coming from her spot slightly atop of you. Feeling like you’ve probably given the balls enough attention by now, you stick out your tongue, slowly licking your way up from them to his hard shaft, feeling it jolt from the new sensation. Working your way down his length, you soon find yourself practically mouth to mouth with Sherwin, a kind of three way kiss between the pair of you and Scott’s dick. Not one to be one-upped, especially when it comes to her ‘Daddy’, the sweet yet bratty little engulfs the saliva coated cock head in her mouth, lowering your options. Figuring that you should still probably do something though, you retreat further back down toward the base of his cock, trying to wrap your lips around it from the side as you tease it with your tongue.<<if $diaperWettingPlay>> Interestingly, even whilst attending to Scott’s needs, Sherwin begins to wet herself, her diaper starting to sag from the weight of her urine. As the smell of her pee wafts past you, Sherwin meanwhile stops for a moment to giggle playfully, "Hehe, pee-pee time! Sherwin’s pee-d whilst playing with Daddy!", before returning to her task, her peeing seemingly a bit of a game to her.<</if>> Hearing from above you after a minute more of this, "Sherwin … d…darling, maybe we should … ergh … let our guest have a go too …", groaned out by Scott, Sherwin herself lets out a slightly grumpy exhaling sound, pulling off of him with a wet plop. Whispering in your ear, "You can play with my Daddy today, but remember he’s my Daddy", her tone sweet as ever, yet still threatening, you feel her hands once more make contact with your head. Grabbing you by the ears, Sherwin roughly pushes your face towards Scott’s cock. Opening your mouth, you’re soon speared down its length, the brunette little not caring that it bashes against the back of your throat. Further, she keeps taking full control over the situation, pumping your head back and forth against the dick like you were a sex toy. <<if $oralSexSkill >= 2>>Thankfully, your experience with deep throating makes it easy for you to open up your throat and take him deeper, your partner obviously enjoying your skilled ministrations. However, if the quiet grumbling from behind you is anything to go by, you get the impression that Sherwin wanted to make you gag and mess up your attempts<<else>>Sadly, not experienced enough with deepthroating, you instead gag on his dick uncomfortably, drool leaking out of your lips around it as your eyes become watery. Quiet giggles coming from behind you, you wonder if Sherwin wanted you to not be able to handle him<</if>>. Feeling Scott’s dick really start to throb in your throat, you think he’s pretty close to cumming. Probably realizing the same thing, Sherwin begins starting to pull you completely off of him, but it’s too late. Just as the head of his penis is resting against your tongue it starts to pulse out a jet of salty cum into your awaiting mouth, the taste fine if a little strong, an accompanying groan of relief sounding off at the same time. Waiting until he’s finished now, not wanting to spoil her ‘Daddy’s’ experience, as soon as he’s done Sherwin pulls you completely back off. Before you even have a moment to think, the bratty yet sweet girl grumbles, "Daddy’s cum is for Sherwin!", smashing her lips against yours and slipping her tongue into your mouth in confusion. In shock, you understand what she’s doing, she’s trying to steal the cum out of your mouth. Weirdly, it’s actually kind of nice, her forceful tongue kiss rather enthusiastic to say the least, her sweet pink tongue exploring everywhere it can reach. Ultimately you still swallow some of it, but Sherwin probably manages to scavenge at least half of the load back from you, her embrace lasting until she’s sure there isn’t anything left to take. Turning to clean up her ‘Daddy’s’ cock next now that she’s had her share of the cum, Sherwin quickly sorts that out too, tucking his now clean yet spit-soaked cock and balls back into his trousers. Grinning, now much more relaxed, she giggles, "Did we do good Daddy?", getting back to her feet. Smiling, clearly relaxed and relieved, Scott extends a hand to help you to your feet too, responding, "Yes darling, you both were …. well, wonderful. Thank you for, erm, that", a blush slowly returning to his face as he remembers to finally pull back up his fly zipper. Everything now over, with the aftertaste of cum still in your mouth, you say, "Glad I could help". Taking her ‘Daddy’s’ hand, the brunette little grins, "Daddy, can we go for ice cream now before we go home?", Scott nodding his agreement as she starts to pull him away. However, before she leaves she does say turn back to you and add, "Thankies for helping me with Daddy, $firstName. We should play again some more. Maybe I could let you help my Daddy again with me, but I has to be there too! Bye!", the pair leaving at her urging before you have a chance to say anything back. Shrugging, you catch your breath before trying to remember the path you were taking. It was a pretty quick diversion playing with the pair, so at least it shouldn’t delay your journey too much. Also, you did get to help Scott and Sherwin out, along with getting yourself a mouthful of cum for your efforts, so it wasn’t completely pointless. Starting to wander back down the corridor, you continue along your way. <<include [[Travel To End]]>>

Deciding that you need to use your potty, you approach the purple plastic toilet. Taking hold of it, you move it slightly further away from the wall, making sure that you have enough room to use it. It’s very simple, just a short plastic children’s potty sized up to support the weight of an adult, no sign of advanced technology visible. Though, you do know that it must have some built into it seeing as it’s meant to be self-cleaning. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Taking off your clothes, leaving them in an untidy heap on the floor, you ready yourself to make use of it.<<else>>Already naked, thankfully you need spend no time getting undressed, already ready to make use of it.<</if>> The next step of course it to squat down atop of it, the distance of the drop down its position on the floor disorienting and a little embarrassing, your bottom soon cradled by the cold plastic. Now fully seated, there’s not much more to do than wait. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PurplePotty.png]]</div> <<if (($incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment) || ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCountDown <= 3 && $diaperWetLevel > 0)) && ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCountDown <= 3 && $diaperMessLevel > 0)>>Desperately in need of this, you begin to poop into your potty, your mess landing loudly against the bottom of it. It doesn’t take long, and it does feel much better now your bowels are empty, though it’s hard to get past the humiliation of pooping so out in the open. Still, at least it’s over soon you think, a sudden wave of desperation to pee hitting you only a moment later, causing you to stay seated. More than a little in need of it, you almost immediately let loose a torrent of piss into the purple potty below you, the sound of your urine hitting the plastic filling your ears, and a little pee splashing back onto your thighs. It doesn’t take long, and the relief of pressure is certainly something you can appreciate from the moment it begins, the previous contents of your bladder shocking you with just how much was in there. And, just like that, it’s over.<<if (($incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment) && ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCountDown <= 3 && $diaperWetLevel > 0))>> Or it would have been. Weirdly, it seems like both sections of your bladder partition are full, a second burst of urine flowing out of you, almost catching you by surprise. Peeing into the potty twice after already pooping manages to get it extremely full, so much so that you worry it might overflow, but somehow you finish just before that, finally feeling completely relieved.<</if>> A slight, "HMMMM", sound coming from the potty beneath you, you suddenly feel a wet spray against your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> and bottom hole. At first you worry something is wrong, but as a drying air follows it up, you guess it’s some sort of hygiene function to clean you up after using it. Standing up, you turn around to see that indeed as you thought before, the potty does have an auto-clean function, your pee and poo all mysteriously now gone.<<if $incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment>><<set $random = random(4,10)>><<set $incontinenceCountDown = $random>><</if>><<pottyUsage>><<elseif (($incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment) || ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCountDown <= 3 && $diaperWetLevel > 0))>>More than a little in need of it, you almost immediately let loose a torrent of piss into the purple potty below you, the sound of your urine hitting the plastic filling your ears, and a little pee splashing back onto your thighs. It doesn’t take long, and the relief of pressure is certainly something you can appreciate from the moment it begins, the previous contents of your bladder shocking you with just how much was in there. And, just like that, it’s over.<<if (($incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment) && ($diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetCountDown <= 3 && $diaperWetLevel > 0))>> Or it would have been. Weirdly, it seems like both sections of your bladder partition are full, a second burst of urine flowing out of you, almost catching you by surprise. Peeing into the potty twice manages to get it extremely full, so much so that you worry it might overflow, but somehow you finish just before that, finally feeling completely relieved.<</if>> A slight, "HMMMM", sound coming from the potty beneath you, you suddenly feel a wet spray against your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>>. At first you worry something is wrong, but as a drying air follows it up, you guess it’s some sort of hygiene function to clean you up after using it. Standing up, you turn around to see that indeed as you thought before, the potty does have an auto-clean function, your pee all mysteriously now gone.<<if $incontinenceCountDown <= 3 && $incontinenceTreatment>><<set $random = random(4,10)>><<set $incontinenceCountDown = $random>><</if>><<pottyUsage>><<elseif ($diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessCountDown <= 3 && $diaperMessLevel > 0)>>More than a little in need of it, you almost immediately begin pooping into the purple potty below you, the sound of your mess hitting the plastic filling your ears. It doesn’t take long, and the relief of pressure in your bowels is certainly something you can appreciate from the moment it begins, humiliating as it is to poop so out in the open. And, just like that, it’s over. A slight, "HMMMM", sound coming from the potty beneath you, you suddenly feel a wet spray against your bum hole. At first you worry something is wrong, but as a drying air follows it up, you guess it’s some sort of hygiene function to clean you up after using it. Standing up, you turn around to see that indeed as you thought before, the potty does have an auto-clean function, your poop all mysteriously now gone.<<pottyUsage>><</if>> Your potty session complete, you take a moment to put it back away. Everything now done, you once again <a data-passage="Room Hub">find yourself standing in your bedroom</a>.

<<addToFurniture "Purple Adult Potty">>Looking through a catalogue on a stand you see a list of possible changes that can be made to your room here at the facility. Looking through the adult baby furnishings section, eventually, you find something that is listed as a Purple Adult Potty, and write out its code. Your purchase selected, you bring the order slip to the shops counter. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Wow! A potty, for like … like, you to use? That’s kind of gross! You know, like, can’t you make it to a toilet or something, or do you just kind of get off on it. Guess it’s kind of hot in a kinky way if you’re just a big baby who needs one of these!" Tilly giggles, making you blush with embarrassment as she processes your order. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Shop Stock]].

Your task this time was to help around the kitchen, cleaning and doing a little prep work for the cooking. Mainly that means you wipe down the counters, fetch things out of the pantries, and cut up vegetables, though now and then you get something more complicated to do. Keeping you company throughout is Riley, the sweet brunette of the cat-maids, the others coming in now and again to help with some of the more busy periods. Despite insisting that she’s not much of a chef, preferring to sew, everything she’s cooking smells yummy as you fetch her ingredients and help out however you can. She even lets you taste test some of it with her, from home-made ice cream and desserts, to crisp fries. She’s good company all in all, very upbeat, and you could imagine that without her there you’d be dealing with a much less interesting time on your cleaning task. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RileySmall.png]]</div> Waving at you to get your attention as you’re loading up a dishwasher, Riley calls over, "Riley wonders if $firstName could get Riley some new spices out of the pantry. It’s time to make more kitty-curry, but I’m worried we’ll run out of spices mid cooking it. Please!". Answering back, "Sure, no worries", what she’s asking part of your job anyway, even if she hadn’t asked nicely, you begin to head out the back door of the kitchen and into the corridor that has the storage rooms along it. It’s with some surprise though that as you round the doorframe, a short blonde figure prods you in the stomach, her finger over her lip as if to shush you. It takes some effort not to shout out, but you manage to, soon realizing that you’ve got the blonde ‘Best-Cat’ Lollipop standing in front of you, a smug smile crossing her face. If you had to guess, you’d say that she’s up to no good, especially if the way her ears are perked up is anything to go by. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LollipopSmall.png]]</div> "Shhhh", she whispers a little too loudly to be effectively, continuing, "Lollipop has a big fun cat-plan, but she needs your help-ies. Big-dumb bunny-loving Riley is being all smug about her foods, just cause they’re tasty and stuff. No fair, everyone would love Lollipop’s food more … if she cooked. But, Lollipop’s been waiting for her to need to get more spices for this plan. Is $firstName up for helping with a little cat-prank?". Wanting to know more, you ask back quietly, "What sort of prank are we talking about?", Lollipop’s smug grin growing wider as she reveals something in her hand. Passing over to you a tiny spice jar, she explains, "That’s a real-bad spice, way too hot! You give that to her, and it’ll ruin her cookings. Lollipop will offer Riley points if the curry sauce is nice, but it won’t be, and dumb-face Riley will get a hot mouth, will look like a dumb-cat, and I’ll take points off of her. Then Lollipop will give you points instead, like 100 cat-points! Lollipop is very kind and geny-rous like that!". Taking the extremely hot spice from her, you answer, "No promises, but I’ll think about it", Lollipop giving you a thumbs-up as you head into the pantry, retrieving one of the correct spice jars as well. Returning to Riley in the kitchen, you’re just about to get back over to her when Lollipop bursts into the room, flinging the door open dramatically. In a loud bratty voice, the diminutive cat-girl then calls out, "Riley! Lollipop has heard that your cooking is the best-est. If that’s right, and you can make a super tasty kitty-curry, then Lollipop will give you 100 cat-points. But, if that’s wrong, and you’re making yucky foods then Lollipop will take away 200 cat-points from you … and also call you mean names. Now make Lollipop some curry!", winking at you before leaving once again, though not going far if the hushed giggles from back around the door frame are anything to go by. Confused yet obviously excited the poor brunette cat-girl smiles at you, saying, "Riley’s going to get points! Riley never gets points, now maybe I’ll even get to do fun jobs! Maybe Lollipop’s decided to not be mean to Riley anymore! Yay!", looking at the curry sauce she’s preparing with even greater focus than before as she tries to make sure it’s just right. Absentmindedly as she works, Riley asks you, "Um … $firstName. Did you get the extra cat-spice? Riley might have run out … a little …", holding out her hand for you to pass it to her. The moment of truth approaching you, you try to decide what to do. Lollipop is your boss, and getting some cat-points could help. At the same time, whilst the alternative of helping Riley doesn’t do anything really to benefit you, it would be cruel to ruin Riley’s cooking and her chance at getting some points. Either way, you figure you should probably make a decision quickly. Do you: [[Give Riley Lollipop’s spice|Cat Maid Job Cooking With Riley Bully][$catMaidRanking[7].Points += 100; $catMaidRanking[0].Points -= 200]] [[Hand over the correct spice|Cat Maid Job Cooking With Riley Nice][if($catMaidRelationship<=97){$catMaidRelationship += 3;}else{$catMaidRelationship = 100;}; $catMaidRanking[0].Points += 100]]

Deciding to side with Lollipop this time, you hand over the especially hot spice jar to the unsuspecting cat-girl, Riley taking it with an enthusiastic, "Thank you!". You watch on as she begins pouring a copious amount of the newly acquired seasoning into the simmering curry pot, just like she would have done with the usual much less hot spice. Wincing a little when you realize just how spicy that’s going to make it, you continue to stare as she just keeps pouring more and more in. Sweetly offering you, "Would you like to try this one too?", you look around trying to find a good way to avoid doing so, Riley pulling out a wooden spoon of the usually tasty mixture. Responding, "That’s okay, um, I’m …", you’re saved from having to make an excuse by the sudden and once more dramatic appearance of Lollipop as the tiny blonde smashes open the door again with a loud clatter. "Curry judge Lollipop has returned!", Lollipop announces, strutting over to where you and Riley are standing. Enthusiastically waving to the head cat-girl, Riley says cheerfully, "Yay! Yes, yes! Riley is ready to win some points. Thank you Lollipop. I hope you enjoy my tasty curry", the constantly bullied brunette punctuating her happy statement by finally taking a taste of her new sauce. Of course, just as had been planned, Riley’s face turns bright red as she begins crying, running around in circles and generally being rather miserable over the unexpected burning sensation now filling her mouth. "That looks to Lollipop like bad curry! We don’t want our clients crying at our cat-foods!", Lollipop comments triumphantly, though you’re pretty sure that Riley didn’t hear a word of what she said, at this point rolling around on the floor crying with her hands cupped over her mouth. Getting your poor prank victim some milk to drink, your action helping to finally cool down the burning sensation in her mouth, Riley slowly recovers. Thanking you for saving her, which given the context of why she was in trouble in the first place makes you feel a bit bad for doing so, you both turn your attention back to Lollipop. Still gloating, the boss cat-girl announces, "Lollipop sees that Riley is a not-good cat-cook! It is decided that Riley will lose 200 cat points for being really bad at everything … and also dumb. Everyone will come in now, and they will say, ‘Riley is worst cook and Lollipop is best’. Lollipop wins, Lollipop wins!", the victorious blonde turning to you as she begins to leave, "Also … $firstName will get 100 cat points, for … completely un-really-lated reasons!". Quickly departing, still very proud of herself, soon the only people in the kitchen are once again you and Riley. The girl you helped bully now crying as she howls, "Why is Riley always so rubbish at everything!", you’re feeling increasingly awkward. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ShadowSmall.png]]</div> All of a sudden you hear a new voice call out from the doorway, "It’s okay darling, it’s okay", the large-breasted seductive form of Shadow bounding into the room and rushing over to her fellow cat-girl to comfort her in an overly-breast-y hug. Wanting to slink back into the food storage rooms for a moment to let the fallout of your prank pass, Shadow locks eyes with you giving you a glare that makes you want to escape even quicker. "Where do you think you’re going? I know what’s going on here, Lollipop put you up to one of her ‘pranks’ on Riley didn’t she, probably offered you cat-points to join in. Well you shouldn’t help her like that, we’re all cat-maid’s here, that includes Riley. It might seem like everyone here picks on her, but it’s just Lollipop … and, well, Popcorn too but she’s a suck-up. To be honest, most of us just pretend to play along and Lollipop normally forgets she’s asked us to help anyway", she scolds you, her tone uncharacteristically completely devoid of any flirty tone to it. Feeling contrite, at least feeling the pressure to say something, you respond, "I’m sorry Shadow. Sorry for pranking you Riley", still wanting to escape as quickly as you can, but curiously asking, "But … why do you all let Lollipop get away with her bullying anyway?". Sighing, Shadow looking like she’s finding this conversation awkward too, the busty cat-maid answers, "It’s okay, Lollipop can be persuasive. As for why she gets away with this kind of thing, well It’s kind of complex …". However, before you have a chance to question her further, Riley bounds over to you, hugging you and smiling, "Riley doesn’t really get what happened, but Riley is glad that she’s still friends with $firstName. Though I might have to have a quick cat-nap … and maybe an ice cream break", the sweet brunette seemingly quick to forgive. Shadow collecting the meals she was coming to collect for the customers, she leaves you after one last admonishing glare. Riley, meanwhile, almost immediately springs back to her happy self, getting rid of the super spicy curry and cooking up a new batch of milder curry sauce. As before you return to cleaning and helping, everything feeling almost as if your prank never happened in the first place, though with you hopefully being 100 cat-points up from where you were before. <<include [[Cat Maid Job Cleaning End]]>>

Deciding to side with Riley this time, you hand over the normal spice jar to the friendly cat-girl, Riley taking it with an enthusiastic, "Thank you!". You watch on as she begins pouring a copious amount of the newly acquired seasoning into the simmering curry pot, making you glad that she’s only pouring in the normal spice instead of Lollipop’s extra hot version. Wincing a little when you realize just how spicy it would have been, you continue to look on as she just keeps pouring more and more of the mild spice in. Sweetly offering you, "Would you like to try this one too?", you take her up on the offer, Riley pulling out a wooden spoon of the tasty mixture which you give a taste test. Responding, "Mmm, that’s lovely!", Riley’s face lights up as she gives the sauce pot a couple of extra stirs for good luck. It’s about at this point that the sudden and once more dramatic re-appearance of Lollipop occurs, as the tiny blonde smashes open the door again with a loud clatter. "Curry judge Lollipop has returned!", Lollipop announces, strutting over to where you and Riley are standing. Enthusiastically waving to the head cat-girl, Riley says cheerfully, "Yay! Yes, yes! Riley is ready to win some points. Thank you Lollipop. I hope you enjoy my tasty curry", the constantly bullied brunette punctuating her happy statement by finally taking a taste of her new sauce. Of course, as you just tasted it’s wonderful, not spicy at all really but pleasantly seasoned, Riley pulling a pleased expression as she swallows it down. "Wait! Lollipop thought that was meant to be … like … bad curry! Wha … !", Lollipop comments in total confusion, the smug grin completely wiped off of her face as she can’t figure out why her plan didn’t work. Next offering her boss a taste of the curry sauce, Lollipop reflexively opens her mouth for it, still not able to comprehend what has happened. More so, after tasting it and not noticing anything wrong, she just stands there, her mind whirring over what to do next. Becoming grumpier as she comes to terms with her loss, the boss cat-girl announces, "Lollipop sees that Riley is … is still a dumb trash cat … but her curry is tasty! Riley gets 100 cat points, Lollipop guesses. But … um, seeing as Riley is Lollipop’s employee that means that Lollipop made good curry too. Lollipop wins, Lollipop wins!", the bossy blonde turning to you as she begins to leave, "Hi $firstName … did I say something to you? Huh … probably doesn’t matter Lollipop guess’s …". Quickly departing, now feeling very proud of herself, though not entirely sure why, soon the only people in the kitchen are once again you and Riley. The girl you helped avoid bullying jumping around as she cheers, "Riley won points, Riley won points!". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ShadowSmall.png]]</div> All of a sudden you hear a new voice call out from behind you, "You won some points darling, good job Riley", the large-breasted seductive form of Shadow bounding into the room and rushing over to her fellow cat-girl to give her an overly-breast-y congratulatory hug. Starting to turn back to your cleaning work, Shadow bounds over to you, giving you a quick yet cheerful stare, as if she’s evaluating you. "I think I can guess what happened here. Lollipop put you up to one of her ‘pranks’ on Riley didn’t she, probably offered you cat-points to join in, but you didn’t go through with it. Well that’s good, we’re all cat-maid’s here, that includes Riley. It might seem like everyone here picks on her, but it’s just Lollipop … and, well, Popcorn too but she’s a suck-up. To be honest, most of us just pretend to play along and Lollipop normally forgets she’s asked us to help anyway, so I think you’re safe", she explains to you, her tone approving and friendly. Feeling like you made the right choice, you respond, "Thanks. Glad I could help", curiosity getting the better of you as you ask, "But … why do you all let Lollipop get away with her bullying anyway?". Sighing, Shadow looking like she’s having a hard time finding the right words, the busty cat-maid answers, "So … um, Lollipop can be persuasive. It’s kind of complex …". However, before you have a chance to question her further, Riley bounds over to you, hugging you and smiling, "Riley won but $firstName helped get Riley the spice. Riley is happy that her friend helped her win points! Though I might have to have a quick cat-nap … and maybe an ice cream break to celebrate", the sweet brunette obviously in high spirits. Shadow collecting the meals she was coming to collect for the customers, she leaves you after one last approving nod. Riley, meanwhile, is very pleased with herself, happily bouncing around the kitchen. As before you return to cleaning and helping, everything feeling almost as if Lollipop’s visit never happened in the first place, though with getting the impression that the other cat-maids might be slightly more accommodating towards you. <<include [[Cat Maid Job Cleaning End]]>>

Deciding against her frenzied offer, you tell Shadow clearly and to the point, "Sorry but I’m not interested. You might want to head into the back rooms, find yourself a quiet spot if you need some alone time". Obviously a little disappointed, but too horny to stick around for long, Shadow responds with a breathless, "Oh … um … uh … sure …", slowly taking her hands off of the back buttons on her uniform. Standing in a state of confusion over how overactive the black-haired cat-girl’s libido is, you watch as she rapidly shuffles out of the room, rubbing her thighs together as she does. It’s strange, for sure, but it’s entirely possible she’s just had a particularly stressful and tempting day up until now. Shrugging, but happy to cover her customers whilst she’s busy, you ready yourself to get back to work. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/PopcornSmall.png]]</div> Clearing her throat behind you, the diminutive money-obsessed Popcorn makes her presence known, explaining, "At least that slutty cat-girl managed to get to out of the main floor this time. Popcorn is tired of having to spray down that sexed-up worker so she’ll do her work! All the time, she just wants to sex up the customers! Worst part, she doesn’t even think about charging them most of the time! Popcorn still can’t believe it". Turning to face her, you ask out of curiosity, "Yeah, guess her getting off on work hours might be an issue. But why does she get so … worked up?". Shrugging her petite shoulders, Popcorn sighs, "Popcorn has no idea. Popcorn used to think Shadow was just lazy, but Fluffball explained it to me. Something about the cat-girl transformation not working properly on Shadow, having an side effect. Think Fluffball described it as being ‘in heat’ before she ran away blushing and crying. Anything that gets in the way of business is an annoyance to Popcorn though, so Popcorn hopes Shadow will stop it", before adding, "Now get back to work, talking to other cat-girls isn’t working!". No longer being interrupted by the business-focused cat-girl, you do just that, getting back to work taking orders and handling customers. Before too long Shadow returns, full of sultry smiles. She seems just as happy to see you as she did earlier, relieving you of having to deal with her tables, and doubling up with you on a few special orders. She doesn’t mention the incident from earlier at all, though you do notice her get flushed in the face a couple more times over the shift, sneaking off for a quick break each time. <<include [[Cat Maid Job Waitress End]]>>

Moving the tall glittery soda over onto your tray, sitting it next to the cartoon kitten-face saucer filled with cat-shaped cookies, you pick up your tray. Following after the grinning Shadow, the sultry dark-haired cat-girl, you watch as she sexily struts out through the kitchen door into the main room, her tail swishing hypnotically. Interestingly, just before she leaves you notice a slight flushed blush to her cheeks as she stares at you, licking her lips. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/ShadowSmall.png]]</div> Catching up with her, your co-worker keeping the swinging door open for you with her back foot, Shadow purrs seductively, "Ouh … it’s a pleasure working with … you today $firstName. I might … uh, um … have to take a tiny break after we’re … done here", a thin sheen of sweat on her forehead now visible as you’ve gotten closer to her. Wondering if she’s not feeling well, you tell Shadow, "That’s okay, we’ll try and get this order done quick. Then I can cover your tables for you while you take a break in back", picking up the pace as you head over to the customer whose order you’re both carrying. Letting the black haired cat-girl place her tray down first, as you notice that the customer this time is a cute blonde woman with pigtails, Shadow begins her serving performance, "I made this … um … one especially for you, I hope you enjoy the taste of my … omelette. Oh, but first I need to … ooo, leave you an extra special drawing on it!", taking the tomato ketchup bottle in hand. All the while, you notice her grinding her thighs together, making you re-evaluate your previous thoughts that she might not be feeling well, instead making you wonder if she’s just very horny. Shadow, begins concentrating hard drawing on top of the customer’s rice omelette, her cheeks getting increasingly flushed by the second. Glancing back down at her work, you have to try hard not to gasp, the sultry cat-girl having drawn on the omelette to make it look like a vagina, a crudely drawn cat-girl with her tongue out scrawled on the empty section of plate next to it. You go to apologize to the customer, worried that she might be offended, but instead she’s smiling enjoying everything that’s going on. As such, you begin placing the sparkling soda and plate of cat cookies out for her, saying with a smile, "Thank you for ordering from us. I hope your Kitten Soda and Kitty-Cookies are especially tasty, I worked really hard on them just for you. Hope you have a great meal, and if you need anything else then just let us know". With nothing else needing to be said, and the customer happily beginning to eat her meal, you turn to go. However, before you manage to get even a step away, Shadow hastily taps you on the shoulder. Turning to see her, her face is now bright red and streaked with sweat, the sultry woman biting her lip and grinding her thighs in obvious need. Breathily speaking to you, Shadow asks with a tone of urgency, "I need … help … now! I’m so … worked-up … in heat! Lick me … down there … please!", as she begins fumbling with her uniform. You wonder if she means for you both to duck into one of the backrooms and spend some time together. However, given how she’s trying to strip so publicly, you imagine that she wants you to give her oral right here and now. She hasn’t promised you any reward, or any reciprocation, but it does look like she’s pretty needy right now. Do you: <<if $sexualPreference != 2>>[[Give Shadow oral right now|Cat Maid Job Waitress With Shadow Oral][$catMaidRanking[7].Points += 100; if($catMaidRelationship<=97){$catMaidRelationship += 3;}else{$catMaidRelationship = 100;}; $timesPussyLicked += 1]]<<else>>You’re not interested in women and won’t accept her offer<</if>> [[Decline giving Shadow oral|Cat Maid Job Waitress With Shadow Decline]]

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding to accept her frenzied offer, you tell Shadow, "Sure, I’d be happy to … help out. Let’s head into the back rooms, find ourselves a quiet spot for some alone time". Obviously excited, but too horny to manage much else, Shadow responds with a breathless, "No … um … uh … now …", as she fumbles desperately with the buttons on the back of her uniform. The sexy short black maid dress dropping to the floor with a, "FLUMP", Shadow has clearly answered her thoughts on getting somewhere more private. As the eyes of the customers begin to fix on the impromptu show, your co-worker begins to shimmy out of her lacy black panties. Bending forward, her voluminous breasts squished beneath her as she grasps onto the table of the customer you just finished serving, her dewy feminine petals come fully into view. Her pubic mound engorged and needy, practically vibrating, she looks over her shoulder at you with a highly sexual stare, "Lick … uh … me now …. um … please!". Knowing that backing out now would cause just as much of a scene, and not wanting to leave her in such a state of need, you respond, "Okay, here I come". Clambering down onto your knees, you’re now face to face with Shadow’s needy pussy, her honey pot literally dripping with need. The deep scent of her arousal flooding your senses, you momentarily think about the customer whose meal you’re interrupting, though, from the way she has her eyes fixed on you both as she eats, you get the impression that she’s anything but disappointed. Pushing out your tongue, you give her mound a tentative lick, tasting her feminine nectar. It’s kind of sweet, but also kind of musky, a strange yet pleasant combination. Getting a deep groan in return, Shadow managing to say, "Um … yeah … un, get in there …", you figure that foreplay is out of the question, sinking your tongue deep into her folds. Having to press your face flush with her pussy to properly tongue fuck her hole, your face almost immediately is coated in her juices. As her hot need drips down your cheeks, you also realize that given the doggy-style position your co-worker is in, your face is currently slotted between her bubbly ass cheeks, your nose tickling her asshole. It thankfully all seems clean down there, but it feels like an oddly lewd position to be left in, especially with an audience watching. Grinding her pussy back against your face, her libido in a state of delirious overdrive, Shadow’s amorous attention is a kind of overwhelming. Nestled between her butt cheeks, and getting tightly pressed against her needy pussy, there’s precious little air, and what air is available to you is thick with her lusty scent. It’s hot, but as she reaches back to clamp you in place tonguing deeply into her cunt, you’re stuck in your breathless situation. Feeling light headed, the next few minutes flash by, your tongue working overdrive to try and bring her to orgasm before you pass out. Just as you’re beginning to feel faint, it all stops, Shadow letting go of her grip on you, and letting you move back. Confused and pretty sure she hadn’t cum, you look up as she turn around, eyes still filled with desire, "Doing good … um, going to … uh … change positions". Not giving you a moment to respond, the large-breasted cat-girl pounces on you, the pair of you tumbling to the floor. Surprisingly, or maybe as intended, as you come back to your senses you realize that Shadow has now mounted you with her pussy over your mouth, though this time you’re looking her in the eyes and aren’t being smothered by her ass. Her huge feminine mounds bouncing above you, and her expression one totally consumed with lust, she begins humping your face again. Her pussy grinding against your mouth, and your nose rubbing against her feminine bud, this position seems much more effective, Shadow’s groans and moans getting louder. The customers, however, are quiet, watching your joint performance with rapt attention, clearly enjoying the show. Wanting to do your part, not that it’s entirely needed with the way she’s riding you, you start to lick and suck energetically, working your co-worker up to her orgasm. After all the build-up, what you’ve been waiting for seems to happen all too suddenly, the first sign of it being Shadow’s silky thighs wrapping around your face with renewed vigour. The pressure intense, and having the downside of muffling your hearing, you don’t hear the ecstatic moans that you see acted out above you, but you get the gist, the cat-girl finally getting the relief she needed. You, meanwhile, get a face full of feminine nectar as it gushes out of her pussy, the inner walls of the hole milking your tongue as if it was a cock. Her hold on you subsiding, Shadow collapses on the floor to your side, completely out of breath. Having to stifle back a giggle at the exhausted for sprawled out beside you, knowing first hand how much energy she must have just used, you watch as she slowly slumps herself over to look at you. Biting her lip, her expression now flirty yet maybe a little embarrassed, she breathlessly says, "Thank you for that … $firstName. Needed that … for sure. I owe you one, will log you some cat-points … when I get some time", her eyes drooping sleepily. "EH-HEM!". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/PopcornSmall.png]]</div> Clearing her throat behind you, the diminutive money-obsessed Popcorn makes her presence known, spraying you both with water from a spray bottle in hand. Gesturing wildly, she loudly complains, "Slutty cat-girl Shadow is a bad influence! Look at the mess you’ve made, so much cleaning, so many customers for us to take money from! Popcorn is tired of having to spray down that sexed-up worker so she’ll do her work! All the time, she just wants to sex up the customers! Worst part, she doesn’t even think about charging them most of the time! Popcorn still can’t believe it", rounding on you, she adds, "Then there’s new-cat $firstName! Popcorn knows that you were led astray by the slut-cat, but you’ve still cost Popcorn money! Why would you make Popcorn so sad!", her expression not sad but certainly grumpy. Getting to her feet, wiping the water from her face, Shadow sheepishly responds, "Sorry Popcorn, but when you’ve got an itch to scratch you’ve got to scratch it. Don’t worry, I’m sure I can make it up to you later", the busty cat-girl giggling as she flees out of the main floor to the cheers of the customers, Popcorn managing to get one last spray-bottle spray in on her as she does. Getting up and dusting yourself off too, you try your best to look sorry as not to anger Popcorn any further, saying contritely, "Yeah, sorry Popcorn. Guess her getting off on work hours might be an issue, and I probably shouldn’t help … at least so publicly. But why does she get so … worked up?". Shrugging her petite shoulders, Popcorn sighs, "Apology accepted, Popcorn supposes. Popcorn has no idea on Shadow though. Popcorn used to think Shadow was just lazy, but Fluffball explained it to me. Something about the cat-girl transformation not working properly on Shadow, having an side effect. Think Fluffball described it as being ‘in heat’ before she ran away blushing and crying. Anything that gets in the way of business is an annoyance to Popcorn though, so Popcorn hopes Shadow will stop it". Giving herself an extra moment to think, she continues, "Now get back to work, talking to other cat-girls isn’t working!". No longer being interrupted by the business-focused cat-girl, nor the lusty and busty one, you do just that, getting back to work taking orders and handling customers. Before too long Shadow returns, full of sultry smiles. She seems even more happy to see you than before, relieving you of having to deal with her tables, and doubling up with you on a few special orders. She doesn’t mention the incident from earlier at all, though she does flirt with you continuously, sharing lusty stares whenever she has the chance. The customers, meanwhile, were all thoroughly entertained, making the rest of the shift easier on you, even if their comments about what they saw can get a tad embarrassing. <<include [[Cat Maid Job Waitress End]]>>

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>This time your cleaning task is within the Pussy Lickers café, or more specifically in the kitchen. Apparently the business has a few pantries, and they are hugely disorganized. From the way Popcorn tells it, they let Bella organize them originally, and as a result everything is sorted in a ‘Bella-style’, which effectively means no-one else understands how it’s sorted. That’s why today you’re sorting one of them out, hopefully re-organizing it in a way that the others can make sense of. Making your way into one of the multiple ingredient storage rooms, you can immediately understand what Popcorn meant. The place is neat and clean, durable concrete floors, with large metal and wood freestanding storage shelves placed against the walls with an additional few nestled in the middle of the room for extra storage. Everything is so impeccably … well, neat! The big issue, however, is that despite everything feeling deliberately placed, none of the organization makes any sense. Spotting a collection of strawberry palates, tomato boxes, and red food colouring bottles, you initially wonder if it might be based on colour. Though, those thoughts are quickly struck down when you notice that tomato sauce and strawberry jam are both nowhere near them. After that you ponder if it’s based on making it more convenient to grab all the ingredients for each recipe on the menu, yet remembering the shelf of strawberries, tomatoes, and red food colouring, none of that really goes together. Sighing, and guessing that whilst there may be a method to the madness of Bella’s system of organization you’ll never figure it out, you begin work on your assigned task. It’s sweaty work, lugging heavy boxes around the space until it feels like it has been sorted in a more understandable manner. Figuring that there should be some logic to it all, your grouping method is based on ingredient type, with short-life fruits and vegetables closer to the door, and easily storable ingredients deeper within and further grouped together. It’s all going well until you start to drag an odd-shaped potato sack across the room, the contents of which cries out, "Ow … le-go … my-sak …", the feminine voice from within coming out muffled and hard to understand. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MipsySmall.png]]</div> Stopping, more than partly because of the shock from a sack grumbling at you, you set it down, opening it up. Inside, again to some surprise, you find the fully clothed red-headed cat-girl Mipsy, her hair and outfit looking more bedraggled than ever. Not sure what else to say at this new surprise, all you can manage to say is, "What!?", as you look on in disbelief. Yawning, but not getting out of it, the messy-haired cat-girl looks up at you with blinking green eyes, sleepily muttering, "Why you … awww … trying to steal my sleeping sack?", wiping her hand across her face listlessly. Feeling like out of everyone involved you’re the most blameless, you turn the matter around on her, asking in your confusion, "Why are you sleeping in the pantry? And … why are you sleeping in a potato sack while we’re at it?". Still not removing herself from the aforementioned rough spun potato sack, your co-worker merely shrugs, "No one … comes in here … except Bella … and Riley. Makes it … quiet. Even when they do … no one can … see me in my sack bed … so I don’t have to … work", a secondary thought coming a moment later when she asks sleepily, "You won’t tell … will you? Can it be our secret?". Sighing, but deciding she’s not really getting in the way of your work, you respond, "Alright, seeing as you’d probably just find somewhere else to nap anyway you can stay here", a tired smile shone up at you from the ever-napping cat-girl. Giving you a quick thumbs-up from a hand thrust just outside of the sack, you’re next treated to one of the weirdest sights you’ll probably see in a long time. Not wanting to leave her sleeping sack, Mipsy begins slowly pulling herself across the floor back into a corner with the one hand that she’s reached out of it. If you’re honest, it looks more like something out of a horror film from where you’re standing than a cute cat-girl making her way back to her napping spot, but thankfully you at least know it’s her in there. Continuing with your task, you make some progress, but you get the impression that it’s just a fraction of the work that would be required to fully organize the space. Not to mention that there are half a dozen ingredient storage rooms for the café that are probably in the same state. Leaving the now more obvious Mipsy sack to rest, you exit the pantry for now. <<include [[Cat Maid Job Cleaning End]]>>

Picking up the drinks tray you’ve been preparing in the kitchen, you smile to Fluffball, "That should sort it. Are you ready to come and help me serve this to the customers", hoping that she’s not feeling too shy at the moment. Nodding timidly, the blonde cat-girl returns a quiet, "Um … Okay", her nerves obviously getting the best of her. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/FluffballSmall.png]]</div> Working together with the other cat-girls, most of the menu items only require one server to bring them out and offer them up to the guest. Still, there are a few that require more of a show than just bringing out an ice cream or decorating a burger, and currently that’s what you and the tall blonde Fluffball are tasked to fulfil. From what you’ve seen of her, the ever-timid cat-girl seems nice and a hard worker, diligently helping put together her half of the drinks order and then helping you finish yours. All the while, when she’s around you feel supported, Fluffball always a pleasant, if quiet, ear willing to listen to you and try to assist you where she can. Sadly, her deep-seated shyness is kind of a sticking point in such a service focused job, and though many clients consider her inability to talk to people properly cute, you can sympathize that for her it likely is a daunting problem she regularly faces. The pair of you walking out of the kitchen supporting the sizable tray between you, the sparkler bedecked jug-like drink on full display, you slowly walk over to the table it’s meant for. Placing it down, you decide it’s probably best to take the lead, explaining to the customer, a slightly balding man, "Thank you for ordering the Kitty-Kablow Cocktail! I’m $firstName, and this is Fluffball, and we’ll be serving you today! But, before we’re done there’s still work to be done on your drink!". Nodding to Fluffball, she begins to pour the first of the extra ingredients into the main drinks bowl, a kind of popping candy that glitters and lights up like a sparkler when it lands in a liquid. Of course, her nerves getting the better of her, she does miss a little, yet most of it lands where it’s meant to, the girl quietly saying, "Um … ta da …", as she shuffles nervously with a blush forming in her cheeks. Picking things back up, you grab a handful of spark powder, calling out, "Next we must cast a magic spell to make it taste even better! Kaplow, Kazoop, Kitty-Kablowee!", throwing the powder towards the sparkler topped drink. A small ball of fire erupting across the top before going out almost immediately, you remember that this part is more for show, though Shadow did explain it also helped caramelize the sugars within it a little, apparently. With shaking hands, Fluffball tries her best to squirt the spray cream down into the jug-like glass, topping it off. However, despite her best efforts it takes an awkward few seconds for anything to come out of the specially decorated spray-can, some of the whipped cream landing on her nose much to her increasing embarrassment. Hearing her make a sweet, "Eeep", sound, you figure that you should probably try to shift focus back to you. Smiling, you begin tossing marshmellows into the whipped cream top, following that up with a light dusting of chocolate powder. All the while you smile and talk to the customer, trying your best to cover from the mortified looking Fluffball. Still with the big finale to go through, you both flank the drink, extending your hands out. In theory both of you are supposed to sing, "Drink-y, drink-y, please taste good. Sugary, drink-y, in front of where we’re stood. Kitty-cat, drink-y, taste good like you should!", yet in truth you’re the only one that manages to say it all, Fluffball stuttering and stopping half-way through, standing there like she’s a robot that’s overloaded and shut-down. Smiling, not wanting her to get in trouble, you throw your hands up in the air in a celebratory manner, sidling over to where Fluffball stands. Wrapping your arm around her, allowing you the leverage to steer her at least a little, you say to the customer in a sweet voice, "We hope you’ve enjoyed your drink now that we’ve done our cat-magic on it! I was $firstName, and she was Fluffball. If you need anything else then please let us know, and please enjoy your drink sir!". Coming back to her senses slightly, your tall partner manages to stutter, "Thank you … um, sir … enjoy … please …", actively letting you guide her away whilst you hug her with one arm. Getting back to the kitchen, her face hasn’t gotten any less red, in fact, you almost think that it’s redder from blushing if that’s possible. Still, looking at you with a timid expression, Fluffball bows her head, her loose ponytail flopping as she says sincerely, "Sorry $firstName … thank you for helping me …", her embarrassment once more overtaking her as she flees towards the employee bathrooms. Following up on if she’s okay, Bella explains that this happens at least half a dozen times a day, and that your customer was had said he was extremely happy with the job you both did. Relieved especially when you see her emerge ten minutes later back into the main floor of the café, you continue working on fulfilling orders from the guests that Popcorn assigns to you. <<include [[Cat Maid Job Waitress End]]>>

Standing behind the curtain, looking out onto the stage, you wonder why you agreed to this. The special task options shared out between the cat-maids are better paying and garner more points, but you never thought you’d get tied up in one of Bella’s plans when selecting one. Embarrassingly, it seems like employees can also pay to have a task added, and Bella’s task is for the pair of you, and also Mipsy, to act out some anime scene she’s obsessed with on a stage for guests of the facility. Sure, she says that it’s all about viral marketing of Pussy Lickers, but she’s also obviously way too excited about it for that to be true, especially when acting out scenes from a tv show she’s a fan of has nothing to do with the business. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/BellaSmall.png]]</div> Sighing you hear the enthusiastic brunette call out to you, "It’s almost time-meow! Have you got on your costume yet $firstName? Have you, have you, have you? You’ll make a wonderful Osami! <<if $femininity < 0>>Sorry about the dress, but you look adorable, adorable, in it<<else>>You’ll look so adorable, adorable, in the dress<</if>>!", Bella with her one blue eye and one green eye coming into view in her own costume. Sadly you are already in the outfit she laid out from you, having needed help from Fluffball to get into it. Answering, "Yes Bella …", you wonder who thought dressing your character in a pink outfit that makes you look like an overstuffed cupcake was a good idea. You’re meant to be some kind of intergalactic cat-girl warrior princess, yet given how restricted your movement is from the tight wrapping layers of ribbon on your arms and legs, along with the skirt of the dress that blooms out like a hula-hoop and is heavy enough to add momentum to your movements, you think even walking might be difficult to pull off. Giggling and flashing you a ‘V’ sign with her fingers, her silver mirrored costume dress looking a lot more bearable, even if it does embarrassingly end just below the crotch just like your own, the overly-cute cat-girl responds gleefully, "Super-super-super amazing! So, just try to remember your lines, but if you can’t remember then just wing it. I’m sure you’ll do super awesome-sauce! Meow!", bounding over to your even worse suffering compatriot in humiliation. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MipsySmall.png]]</div> Dressed in a costume that has her upper half covered in a shiny box-like setup meant to resemble a robot, her bottom half covered in a cumbersome rubber squid design rig, you almost begin sweating empathetically upon seeing it. With a muffled voice that sounds somewhere in-between immensely tired and in despair, Mipsy mumbles, "I will … never forgive you … Bella …". "You’re extra-special purrr-fect Mipsy! You look just like an Octo-zoid!", Bella squeals, having a fan-girl moment as she strokes the costume, not even reacting to what Mipsy said to the point that you think she might have not even heard it in her excitement. Stopping yourself from commenting that the apparent ‘Octo-zoid’ looks more squid-like, knowing that your point will either go on deaf ears or get you a long lecture about them, you instead give the encased cat-girl a sympathetic look, telling her, "It’ll be okay Mipsy, this is only meant to take a few minutes. After that we’ll crack that thing open and get you out of it". Peppy music starting to play, an overtly-cutesy voice singing along to it, Bella’s dinner-plate eyes light up. Grabbing you by the wrist with an iron grip and dragging you along with inhuman strength, the super-focused brunette cat-girl grins, "It’s show time … meow!". Bright stage lights stunning you as you emerge, it takes you a moment to get your bearings. Hundreds of people watching you both, you’re on a decent-sized stage out in the Recreational Floor plaza. The backdrop curtain is painted to appear like a colourful alien planet with multiple moons in the sky, wooden cut outs strewn across the stage designed to look like rocks and bushes are there too to finish off the feel. Of course though, the finishing touch are the spot lights, bathing everything in various tinted colours to make it feel even more alien than it did before. "Princess Osami, Lady of the Rose Petal Crystal, we need to get you to safety away from the evil Octo-zoids!", Bella announces dramatically, taking your hand and laying a kiss upon it before pulling you into a hugging embrace. Trying to remember the script, you respond back awkwardly, "Yes … um, Space Pirate-Baron Kiomami. Your rescue of me from the evil … Department Of Farming … huh, it has left me tired and weak", swooning slightly in her arms. Winking to the audience, your silver-y saviour grins, "Then I shall carry you my beautiful lady. For I am sworn to protect you, and perhaps one day we shall be married". Just then, from the other side of the stage Mipsy comes stumbling out in her terrible costume, her stilted movements probably not acting from what you saw of her costume earlier. Obviously way less interested, but still wanting to get the job done, her unenthusiastic voice class out, "Grr, I’m an evil Octo-zoid! I will steal your sexy princess, then the … Octo-zoid empire will finally be able to … marry into galactic royalty and also … will be able to control the Rose Petal Crystal of power", the whole audience gasping. Gesturing a rubbery tentacle at you both, Mipsy once more announces in a indifferent tone, "Now you will … feel my dreaded ink ray!". Acting up, you begin sinking to the floor dramatically, saying your own lines as you do. "Oh no, not the dreaded ink ray! Roses are infamously weak to … um, those", your decent to the ground rather ungraceful with how limited your movements are as a result of your costume. Stepping up to your defence, Bella Calls out, "No! My beautiful fiancé and liege, I shall save you so that we can be wed and restore galactic justice!". Running across the stage in a way that makes you jealous over her outfit, she throws an overacted punch at Mipsy, the punch actually hitting the boxy costume and toppling her over so that Bella can put a foot on top of her victoriously, "The Octo-zoid is defeated by my pirate-punch! But what of my love?!". Grumbling from the floor you can just about hear Mipsy comment tiredly, "Bella is … getting stuffed in … a trash can for this …", her comment thankfully quiet enough that you don’t think the audience probably hears it. The cat-girl who organized all of this, meanwhile, makes her way back to you, cradling you in her arms as she monologues, "My beautiful Rose Princess, you are hexed by the ink ray! But wait … I have the power of the Space-Baron-Pirate’s within me, I must kiss her to save her!". Reaching down she cups your hands, swooping down to kiss you. From the script you expected a little peck on the lips, however, Bella doesn’t stop at that, passionately and surprisingly ramming her tongue into your mouth. Shocked and unable to do anything other than flail on the floor like a turtle on its back due to your costume, you have little choice but to accept it, the brunette cat-girl feeling you up and making you wonder what kind of show she’s been watching. Blushing and out of breath, you call out your next line, "You have saved me my love. We shall now be wed on the moon, and you shall get the Lily Petal Crystal from my father so you may take the fight to the Octo-zoid’s!", the crowd cheering as you begin contemplating if Mipsy will let you join in with stuffing Bella in that trash can. After that the show continues for a little longer, but by then you’ve gotten used to the unusual situation of enacting the scenes. Bella doesn’t get another chance to make out with you, though she does hang on to you in an overly-handsy way for most of the remaining script. Mipsy, thankfully, got dragged off of the stage soon after her scene, and was soon removed from her costume after a few photo-calls from the fans. You and Bella have to take some photos with the audience too after the curtain call, which is surprisingly fun, the whole scenario weirdly endearing in hindsight. <<include [[Cat Maid Job Special End]]>>

<<if $pregnancyStage == 1>><<set $pregnancyStage += 1>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = random(9,10)>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 2>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 3>><</if>><<if $breederTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $broodmareTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<include [[Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt First]]>><<elseif $pregnancyStage == 2>><<set $pregnancyStage += 1>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = random(9,10)>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 2>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 3>><</if>><<if $breederTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $broodmareTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<include [[Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt Second]]>><<elseif $pregnancyStage == 3>><<set $pregnancyStage += 1>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = random(9,10)>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 2>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 3>><</if>><<if $breederTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $broodmareTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<include [[Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt Third]]>><<elseif $pregnancyStage == 4>><<set $pregnancyStage += 1>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = random(9,10)>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 2>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 3>><</if>><<if $breederTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $broodmareTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<include [[Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt Fourth]]>><<elseif $pregnancyStage == 5>><<if $pregnancyActionLoss>><<set $pregnancyActionLoss = false>><<set $actionLimit += 1>><</if>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = false>><<include [[Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt Final]]>><</if>>

Approaching the extremely clean white business-front, a wide dark blue banner sign proclaims the store to be the, "Family Affair – Family Planning Clinic", the logo comprised of colourful geometric shapes that resemble a couple holding hands. The front windows are frosted over, likely to give the clients some more privacy, an equally frosted automatic double door being the way inside. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FamilyAffair.png]]</div> The automatic doors sliding open as you near them, you pass within. Interestingly, despite the clinical exterior, the interior is slightly warmer. The floor features a comfortable yet thin grey carpeted, whilst the walls have cream wallpaper up top and wood panelling on the bottom, overall giving the place the feeling of an upmarket dentist’s office foyer. Pot plants, armchairs and sofas, and a coffee table rounding out the waiting area, the last major feature of the rather spacious room is a wooden counter made of the same wood as the wall panelling, a woman waiting off to one side of it. Standing beside the counter you see a 5 ft 4 beautiful brunette woman, her hair loosely straight and flowing over her shoulder. With piercing blue eyes, sumptuous lips, and sizable D-Cup breasts, her most notable trait is still probably her extremely obviously pregnant belly the pushes out before her. Wearing an off the shoulder breezy white maternity dress with sweeping sleeves, if you had to describe her it’d be difficult not to use the term ‘angelic’. <<if $metMonica>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Monica, the pregnant pregnancy specialist.<</if>> <<if visited()<=1 && $metMonica>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully walks over to you, Monica greets you, "Hello again $firstName. As you already know, I’m Monica, and I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair. It’s a pleasure to see you again. Is there anything I can do for you today?", her voice soft and comforting. Wanting to know more about the business, you respond, "Hi Monica. Would it be possible for you to run me through the sort of services you offer here. For example, could you tell me a little more about the business?". "I’d love to", answers Monica cordially, gesturing to offer you a seat in a nearby armchair, "We here at Family Affair offer a range of services, including; fertility and virility treatments, prenatal training, pregnancy examinations, fertility and virility related biological modifications, various forms of contraception, and surrogate services for those interested in having children. It’s a bit of an eclectic selection to be sure, however, it’s our intention to cover any reproductive system related matter our clients might have. It’s also not unusual for clients to come in and not know exactly what they want, which is partly why we go out of our way to offer so many options". Sitting in the offered chair, the brunette pregnancy specialist stays standing, waiting patiently for your response. Not wanting to make a heavily pregnant woman stand for too long, however gracefully she does it, you say, "Are you sure you don’t want to sit too?". Returning you a warm smile though, Monica answers serenely, "Thank you for your concern, but I’m fine. This isn’t my first pregnancy, nor my tenth, so I’m more than used to managing the day to day matters whilst in this state. Not to mention the biological modifications that we offer here that I’m the proud recipient of, one of which helps with retaining the users balance and endurance during the pregnancy process. After the basic fertility and contraceptive procedures, and the pain and morning sickness inhibitors, our modification to keep you on your feet and active during the later stages of pregnancy is one of our best sellers". Interested to hear more, you press onwards, "So with modern medical developments you can remove many of the downsides of pregnancy?", wondering if it’s really possible to do so without any disadvantages. However, continuing to look peacefully at you, the medical expert explains, "Yes, it’s rather wonderful really. Not only can we now fix almost all infertility problems, but with the modifications focused on the health and wellbeing of pregnant individuals, becoming pregnant has become a much safer and more comfortable life step for all involved. In fact, our basic fertility treatment includes a whole host of minor beneficial modifications surrounding; pregnancy related pain, morning sickness, easing the birthing process, and speeding up post-birth recovery". Nodding and still listening, you respond, "Um hum", not having anything particular to add to the conversation. Meanwhile, changing tact slightly, Monica continues, "Though, even with all of those improvements there are still women who would rather avoid being pregnant whilst still wanting children, and men who lack a suitable mother, not to mention potential mothers who require sperm doners. It’s one of the many benefits of featuring our business in The Repurposing Center, that we have a breadth of trainees, guests, and employees, all who are willing to contribute to helping the miracle of birth take place. There is absolutely no pressure in doing so, however, we do offer significant financial compensation for those who are willing to participate with us in the sperm donor and surrogacy programmes. We even compensate trainees who want to place their children up for adoption, seeing as there’s a sizable population of clients out there looking to become a parent without the messier parts of the process". "Effectively, we’re just looking to make everyone happy, yourself included. Whether that means supplying you with treatments, or whether that means offering you work opportunities, I hope that we can help you achieve that happiness", she finishes, her voice as gentle as before, but not with an edge of sincerity to it that warms your heart. Left with the decision of what to do next, whether you want to ask about work, modifications, contraceptives, or <<if $penis && $vagina>>fertility and virility<<elseif $penis>>virility<<else>>fertility<</if>> treatments, or even to try to talk to Monica more about herself, you think over what to do next. In the meantime, you respond pleasantly, "Thank you for running me through everything. Just give me a moment to process it all and I’ll possibly ask for a bit more information".<<elseif visited()<=1>><<set $metMonica = true>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully walks over to you, the massively pregnant woman greeting you, "Hello. My name is Monica, and I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Is there anything I can do for you today?", her voice soft and comforting. Wanting to know more about the business, you respond, "Hi Monica, I’m $firstName. I’m sorry, but I’m not entirely what sort of services you offer here. Could you tell me a little more about the business?". "I’d love to", answers Monica cordially, gesturing to offer you a seat in a nearby armchair, "We here at Family Affair offer a range of services, including; fertility and virility treatments, prenatal training, pregnancy examinations, fertility and virility related biological modifications, various forms of contraception, and surrogate services for those interested in having children. It’s a bit of an eclectic selection to be sure, however, it’s our intention to cover any reproductive system related matter our clients might have. It’s also not unusual for clients to come in and not know exactly what they want, which is partly why we go out of our way to offer so many options". Sitting in the offered chair, the brunette pregnancy specialist stays standing, waiting patiently for your response. Not wanting to make a heavily pregnant woman stand for too long, however gracefully she does it, you say, "Are you sure you don’t want to sit too?". Returning you a warm smile though, Monica answers serenely, "Thank you for your concern, but I’m fine. This isn’t my first pregnancy, nor my tenth, so I’m more than used to managing the day to day matters whilst in this state. Not to mention the biological modifications that we offer here that I’m the proud recipient of, one of which helps with retaining the users balance and endurance during the pregnancy process. After the basic fertility and contraceptive procedures, and the pain and morning sickness inhibitors, our modification to keep you on your feet and active during the later stages of pregnancy is one of our best sellers". Interested to hear more, you press onwards, "So with modern medical developments you can remove many of the downsides of pregnancy?", wondering if it’s really possible to do so without any disadvantages. However, continuing to look peacefully at you, the medical expert explains, "Yes, it’s rather wonderful really. Not only can we now fix almost all infertility problems, but with the modifications focused on the health and wellbeing of pregnant individuals, becoming pregnant has become a much safer and more comfortable life step for all involved. In fact, our basic fertility treatment includes a whole host of minor beneficial modifications surrounding; pregnancy related pain, morning sickness, easing the birthing process, and speeding up post-birth recovery". Nodding and still listening, you respond, "Um hum", not having anything particular to add to the conversation. Meanwhile, changing tact slightly, Monica continues, "Though, even with all of those improvements there are still women who would rather avoid being pregnant whilst still wanting children, and men who lack a suitable mother, not to mention potential mothers who require sperm doners. It’s one of the many benefits of featuring our business in The Repurposing Center, that we have a breadth of trainees, guests, and employees, all who are willing to contribute to helping the miracle of birth take place. There is absolutely no pressure in doing so, however, we do offer significant financial compensation for those who are willing to participate with us in the sperm donor and surrogacy programmes. We even compensate trainees who want to place their children up for adoption, seeing as there’s a sizable population of clients out there looking to become a parent without the messier parts of the process". "Effectively, we’re just looking to make everyone happy, yourself included. Whether that means supplying you with treatments, or whether that means offering you work opportunities, I hope that we can help you achieve that happiness", she finishes, her voice as gentle as before, but not with an edge of sincerity to it that warms your heart. Left with the decision of what to do next, whether you want to ask about work, modifications, contraceptives, or <<if $penis && $vagina>>fertility and virility<<elseif $penis>>virility<<else>>fertility<</if>> treatments, or even to try to talk to Monica more about herself, you think over what to do next. In the meantime, you respond pleasantly, "Thank you for running me through everything. Just give me a moment to process it all and I’ll possibly ask for a bit more information".<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaSmall.png]]</div> Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully walks over to you, Monica greets you, "Hello again $firstName. As you already know, I’m Monica, and I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair. It’s a pleasure to see you again. Is there anything I can do for you today?", her voice soft and comforting as she gestures for you to take a seat. Sitting in the offered chair, the brunette pregnancy specialist stays standing, waiting patiently for your response. Smiling back at her, glad to know that she’s okay standing despite her pregnancy situation, you respond, "Hi Monica. It’s nice to see you again too, I hope you’ve been doing well. I’ll just be a moment", trying to make your mind up on what to do next.<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stores biological modifications stock|Family Affair Mods Stock]] <<if $alwaysFertile>>Fertility status cannot be changed<<elseif $ggp < 200 && $impregnatable>>Cannot afford to remove fertility<<elseif $ggp < 200 && !$impregnatable>>Cannot afford to become fertile<<elseif $impregnatable>>[[Purchase treatment to remove fertility|Family Affair Anti-Fertility Treatment][$ggp -= 200; $impregnatable = false]] – 200 G.G.P<<elseif !$impregnatable>>[[Purchase treatment to become fertile|Family Affair Fertility Treatment][$ggp -= 200; $impregnatable = true]] – 200 G.G.P<</if>> <<if $ggp < 200 && $virile>>Cannot afford to remove virility<<elseif $ggp < 200 && !$virile>>Cannot afford to become virile<<elseif $virile>>[[Purchase treatment to remove virility|Family Affair Anti-Virility Treatment][$ggp -= 200; $virile = false]] – 200 G.G.P<<elseif !$virile>>[[Purchase treatment to become virile|Family Affair Virility Treatment][$ggp -= 200; $virile = true]] – 200 G.G.P<</if>><<if ($jessSlave || $jessRoommate) && !$jessFertile>> <<if ($jessRelationship < 50 && $jessRoommate) || ($jessRelationship < 25 && $jessSlave)>>Jess isn’t close enough with you to accept you making her fertile<<elseif $ggp < 200>>Sign Jess up to become fertile - 200 G.G.P<<else>>[[Sign Jess up to become fertile|Family Affair Jess Fertility][$jessFertile = true; $ggp -= 200]] - 200 G.G.P<</if>><</if>> <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Medical Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through the brochure cataloguing all of the bio-mods the business sells, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask to buy the minor fertility booster modification, which will increase your chancer of asking pregnant, asking her, "Can I please get the minor fertility booster please?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. Becoming more fertile just means that when you want to become pregnant it’ll be easier, so there really is nothing to worry about". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. Boosters are quite simple alterations to the body, and often have no complexities to go over. With this minor fertility booster you should see your chances of conception increase slightly, but that is everything it does". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do. Thank you for your patronage $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, once more [[passing you the modifications brochure|Family Affair Mods Stock]].

Making your mind up to check their stock of biological modifications, you ask Monica, "Would it please be possible for you to go over what mod options you have in stock?", the pregnant brunette nodding and smiling warmly at you. Leaving for a moment to return with a leather bound brochure, Monica explains to you in a reassuring tone, "We have a rather large array of options, so much so that some have commented in the past that it can be quite overwhelming. Be reassured though, I’ll remain here to help you and talk you through what kind of modifications would suit you best", her heavily pregnant form elegantly seating herself next to you. Opening up the brochure it’s easy to see that the medical professional is telling the truth, hundreds of different available mods on sale. However, also true to her word, Monica remains beside you to explain everything, patiently questioning you about what sort of affects you might be looking for from a mod. A wonderful saleswoman, never pressuring you to buy anything yet gently guiding you through the products she thinks might be of interest, consulting with Monica is a nice experience. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide mod options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('pregnancy') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('pregnancy') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('pregnancy') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide mod options</button><div id="pregnancy" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Minor Fertility Booster<<if $fertilityBoosterMinor>> - Owned<</if>> A minor modification treatment which increases the recipients fertility by a small amount, making it easier for them to become pregnant. (Fertility + 5) Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $fertilityBoosterMinor>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Minor Fertility Booster|Family Affair Fertility Booster Minor][$ggp -= 500; $fertilityBoosterMinor = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Medium Fertility Booster<<if $fertilityBoosterMedium>> - Owned<</if>> A medium modification treatment which increases the recipients fertility by a reasonable amount, making it easier for them to become pregnant. (Fertility + 10) Price: 1250 G.G.P <<if $fertilityBoosterMedium>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Medium Fertility Booster|Family Affair Fertility Booster Medium][$ggp -= 1250; $fertilityBoosterMedium = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Major Fertility Booster<<if $fertilityBoosterMajor>> - Owned<</if>> A major modification treatment which increases the recipients fertility by a large amount, making it easier for them to become pregnant. (Fertility + 15) Price: 2500 G.G.P <<if $fertilityBoosterMajor>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <2500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Major Fertility Booster|Family Affair Fertility Booster Major][$ggp -= 2500; $fertilityBoosterMajor = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Minor Virility Booster<<if $virilityBoosterMinor>> - Owned<</if>> A minor modification treatment which increases the recipients virility by a small amount, making it easier for them to get others pregnant. (Virility + 5) Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $virilityBoosterMinor>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Minor Virility Booster|Family Affair Virility Booster Minor][$ggp -= 500; $virilityBoosterMinor = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Medium Virility Booster<<if $virilityBoosterMedium>> - Owned<</if>> A medium modification treatment which increases the recipients virility by a reasonable amount, making it easier for them to get others pregnant. (Virility + 10) Price: 1250 G.G.P <<if $virilityBoosterMedium>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Medium Virility Booster|Family Affair Virility Booster Medium][$ggp -= 1250; $virilityBoosterMedium = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Major Virility Booster<<if $virilityBoosterMajor>> - Owned<</if>> A major modification treatment which increases the recipients virility by a large amount, making it easier for them to get others pregnant. (Virility + 15) Price: 2500 G.G.P <<if $virilityBoosterMajor>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <2500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Major Virility Booster|Family Affair Virility Booster Major][$ggp -= 2500; $virilityBoosterMajor = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Minor Multiple Pregnancy Booster<<if $multiplePregnancyBoosterMinor>> - Owned<</if>> A minor modification treatment which increases the recipients chances of conceiving multiple babies at once by a small amount. Price: 500 G.G.P <<if $multiplePregnancyBoosterMinor>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Minor Multiple Pregnancy Booster|Family Affair Multiple Pregnancy Booster Minor][$ggp -= 500; $multiplePregnancyBoosterMinor = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Medium Multiple Pregnancy Booster<<if $multiplePregnancyBoosterMedium>> - Owned<</if>> A medium modification treatment which increases the recipients chances of conceiving multiple babies at once by a reasonable amount. Price: 1250 G.G.P <<if $multiplePregnancyBoosterMedium>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1250>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Medium Multiple Pregnancy Booster|Family Affair Multiple Pregnancy Booster Medium][$ggp -= 1250; $multiplePregnancyBoosterMedium = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Major Multiple Pregnancy Booster<<if $multiplePregnancyBoosterMajor>> - Owned<</if>> A major modification treatment which increases the recipients chances of conceiving multiple babies at once by a large amount. Price: 2500 G.G.P <<if $multiplePregnancyBoosterMajor>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <2500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Major Multiple Pregnancy Booster|Family Affair Multiple Pregnancy Booster Major][$ggp -= 2500; $multiplePregnancyBoosterMajor = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Minor Pregnancy Speed Booster<<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>> - Owned<</if>> A minor modification treatment which increases the recipients pregnancy speed by a small amount, making it take less time between conception and giving birth. Price: 1000 G.G.P <<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Minor Pregnancy Speed Booster|Family Affair Pregnancy Speed Booster Minor][$ggp -= 1000; $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Medium Pregnancy Speed Booster<<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>> - Owned<</if>> A medium modification treatment which increases the recipients pregnancy speed by a reasonable amount, making it take less time between conception and giving birth. Price: 2500 G.G.P <<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <2500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Medium Pregnancy Speed Booster|Family Affair Pregnancy Speed Booster Medium][$ggp -= 2500; $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Major Pregnancy Speed Booster<<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>> - Owned<</if>> A major modification treatment which increases the recipients pregnancy speed by a large amount, making it take less time between conception and giving birth. Price: 5000 G.G.P <<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>>Already Owned<<elseif $ggp <5000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Major Pregnancy Speed Booster|Family Affair Pregnancy Speed Booster Major][$ggp -= 5000; $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor = true]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> </table></div></div> [[Finish looking at the shops biological modifications stock|Family Affair]]

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through a brochure cataloguing everything the business is capable of, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask for the fertility treatment, which will allow you to become pregnant despite the sterility imposed upon you by the treatment you received during your introduction to the facility, asking her, "Can I please get the fertility treatment?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. I also have to say, it’s wonderful to hear that you’re preparing for having a family. It can be a very rewarding experience, knowing that you’ve helped bring another person into this world". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. We are technically not allowed to sell it as an over the counter product due to legal concerns, mostly with unknowing recipients receiving it, but it is extremely an extremely simple course of treatment. There are just a few formalities I need to explain to you before you can leave though, which is convenient as you should probably remain rested for the couple of minutes it takes to take effect". Explaining further, she continues, "Our patented treatment ensures that even the most infertile of recipients will likely become able to readily conceive children, though in some rare instances this may not work and a more detailed examination may need to be conducted as to why. Our base treatment also removes the complications of morning sickness, child birth pains, vagina damage during child birth, and post-birth stretch marks, from the pregnancy process, whilst also ensuring any child conceived will remain in peak health throughout. Further, our fertility treatment by default also speeds up the pregnancy process to take place over a much shorter time-frame, closer too but a couple of weeks". "There are, however, a few minor matters to take into consideration. Due to the complications of modern biological modification, it is possible to remove the female reproductive system during the pregnancy process. In such instances, our treatment will minimize the size of the child but store the foetus within you until such a time that it’s viable for you to be able to birth it in the future. A similar process also goes into effect if you take medication to remove your reproductive ability" Patting you on the shoulder, and shining another warm smile at you, Monica finishes, "That all said, everything is completely safe and those are just a couple of things to keep in mind. I think though, that everything is now done, so feel free to stand back up when you feel ready". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do, I think the next steps are in your hands. Good luck $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, querying you if there’s anything else you’d like [[her to help you with|Family Affair]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through a brochure cataloguing everything the business is capable of, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask for the virility treatment, which will allow you to make others pregnant despite the sterility imposed upon you by the treatment you received during your introduction to the facility, asking her, "Can I please get the virility treatment?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. I also have to say, it’s wonderful to hear that you’re preparing for having a family. It can be a very rewarding experience, knowing that you’ve helped bring another person into this world". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. We are technically not allowed to sell it as an over the counter product due to legal concerns, mostly with unknowing recipients receiving it, but it is extremely an extremely simple course of treatment. There are just a few formalities I need to explain to you before you can leave though, which is convenient as you should probably remain rested for the couple of minutes it takes to take effect". Explaining further, she continues, "Our patented treatment ensures that even the most infertile of recipients will likely become able to readily impregnate others, though in some rare instances this may not work and a more detailed examination may need to be conducted as to why. The virility treatment is a lot more open and shut in terms of what it does, so there’s not really anything else to cover" Patting you on the shoulder, and shining another warm smile at you, Monica finishes, "That all said, everything is completely safe. I think though, that everything is now done, so feel free to stand back up when you feel ready". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do, I think the next steps are in your hands. Good luck $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, querying you if there’s anything else you’d like [[her to help you with|Family Affair]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through a brochure cataloguing everything the business is capable of, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask for the contraceptive infertility treatment, which will stop you from becoming pregnant once more making you sterile, asking her, "Can I please get the infertility treatment?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. I also have to say, try not to feel bad about this decision. Sometimes it’s just not the right time for these things". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. We are technically not allowed to sell it as an over the counter product due to legal concerns, mostly with unknowing recipients receiving it, but it is extremely an extremely simple course of treatment. There are just a few formalities I need to explain to you before you can leave though, which is convenient as you should probably remain rested for the couple of minutes it takes to take effect". Explaining further, she continues, "Our patented treatment ensures that even the most fertile of recipients will no longer be able to conceive children, though in some rare instances this may not work and a more detailed examination may need to be conducted as to why. There is, however, one minor matters to take into consideration. Due to the complications of modern biological modification, it is possible to remove female reproductivity during the pregnancy process. In such instances, our treatment will minimize the size of the child but store the foetus within you until such a time that it’s viable for you to be able to birth it in the future" Patting you on the shoulder, and shining another warm smile at you, Monica finishes, "That all said, everything is completely safe and those are just a couple of things to keep in mind. I think though, that everything is now done, so feel free to stand back up when you feel ready". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do, though I hope you return in the future when you’re ready. Good luck $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, querying you if there’s anything else you’d like [[her to help you with|Family Affair]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through a brochure cataloguing everything the business is capable of, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask for the contraceptive anti-virility treatment, which will stop you from making people pregnant once more making you sterile, asking her, "Can I please get the anti-virility treatment?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. I also have to say, try not to feel bad about this decision. Sometimes it’s just not the right time for these things". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. We are technically not allowed to sell it as an over the counter product due to legal concerns, mostly with unknowing recipients receiving it, but it is extremely an extremely simple course of treatment. There are just a few formalities I need to explain to you before you can leave though, which is convenient as you should probably remain rested for the couple of minutes it takes to take effect". Explaining further, she continues, "Our patented treatment ensures that even the most fertile of recipients will no longer be able to contribute to the conception of children, though in some rare instances this may not work and a more detailed examination may need to be conducted as to why" Patting you on the shoulder, and shining another warm smile at you, Monica finishes, "That all said, everything is completely safe and that is just something to keep in mind. I think though, that everything is now done, so feel free to stand back up when you feel ready". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do, though I hope you return in the future when you’re ready. Good luck $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, querying you if there’s anything else you’d like [[her to help you with|Family Affair]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through the brochure cataloguing all of the bio-mods the business sells, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask to buy the medium fertility booster modification, which will increase your chancer of asking pregnant, asking her, "Can I please get the medium fertility booster please?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. Becoming more fertile just means that when you want to become pregnant it’ll be easier, so there really is nothing to worry about". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. Boosters are quite simple alterations to the body, and often have no complexities to go over. With this medium fertility booster you should see your chances of conception increase, but that is everything it does". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do. Thank you for your patronage $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, once more [[passing you the modifications brochure|Family Affair Mods Stock]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through the brochure cataloguing all of the bio-mods the business sells, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask to buy the major fertility booster modification, which will increase your chancer of asking pregnant, asking her, "Can I please get the major fertility booster please?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. Becoming more fertile just means that when you want to become pregnant it’ll be easier, so there really is nothing to worry about". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. Boosters are quite simple alterations to the body, and often have no complexities to go over. With this major fertility booster you should see your chances of conception increase significantly, but that is everything it does". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do. Thank you for your patronage $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, once more [[passing you the modifications brochure|Family Affair Mods Stock]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through the brochure cataloguing all of the bio-mods the business sells, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask to buy the minor virility booster modification, which will increase your chancer of impregnating others, asking her, "Can I please get the minor virility booster please?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. Becoming more virile just means that when you want to contribute to producing a baby it’ll be easier, so there really is nothing to worry about". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. Boosters are quite simple alterations to the body, and often have no complexities to go over. With this minor virility booster you should see your chances of impregnating others increase slightly, but that is everything it does". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do. Thank you for your patronage $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, once more [[passing you the modifications brochure|Family Affair Mods Stock]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through the brochure cataloguing all of the bio-mods the business sells, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask to buy the medium pregnancy speed booster modification, which will increase the speed your pregnancies progress, asking her, "Can I please get the medium pregnancy speed booster please?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. It works by making the process of sending resources to your baby more efficient allowing it grow more quickly, so there really is nothing to worry about". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. Boosters are quite simple alterations to the body, and often have no complexities to go over. With this medium pregnancy speed booster you should the duration of your pregnancies decrease, but that is everything it does". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do. Thank you for your patronage $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, once more [[passing you the modifications brochure|Family Affair Mods Stock]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through the brochure cataloguing all of the bio-mods the business sells, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask to buy the major pregnancy speed booster modification, which will increase the speed your pregnancies progress, asking her, "Can I please get the major pregnancy speed booster please?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. It works by making the process of sending resources to your baby more efficient allowing it grow more quickly, so there really is nothing to worry about". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. Boosters are quite simple alterations to the body, and often have no complexities to go over. With this major pregnancy speed booster you should the duration of your pregnancies decrease significantly, but that is everything it does". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do. Thank you for your patronage $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, once more [[passing you the modifications brochure|Family Affair Mods Stock]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through the brochure cataloguing all of the bio-mods the business sells, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask to buy the medium virility booster modification, which will increase your chancer of impregnating others, asking her, "Can I please get the medium virility booster please?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. Becoming more virile just means that when you want to contribute to producing a baby it’ll be easier, so there really is nothing to worry about". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. Boosters are quite simple alterations to the body, and often have no complexities to go over. With this medium virility booster you should see your chances of impregnating others increase, but that is everything it does". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do. Thank you for your patronage $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, once more [[passing you the modifications brochure|Family Affair Mods Stock]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through the brochure cataloguing all of the bio-mods the business sells, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask to buy the medium multiple pregnancy booster modification, which will increase your chancer of giving birth to multiple babies at once, asking her, "Can I please get the medium multiple pregnancy booster please?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. Upping the pace on your ovulation cycle is entirely safe and should ensure you have a higher chance of having a multiple pregnancy, so there really is nothing to worry about". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. Boosters are quite simple alterations to the body, and often have no complexities to go over. With this medium multiple pregnancy booster you should see your chances of having a multiple pregnancy increase, but that is everything it does". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do. Thank you for your patronage $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, once more [[passing you the modifications brochure|Family Affair Mods Stock]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through the brochure cataloguing all of the bio-mods the business sells, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask to buy the minor multiple pregnancy booster modification, which will increase your chancer of giving birth to multiple babies at once, asking her, "Can I please get the minor multiple pregnancy booster please?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. Upping the pace on your ovulation cycle is entirely safe and should ensure you have a higher chance of having a multiple pregnancy, so there really is nothing to worry about". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. Boosters are quite simple alterations to the body, and often have no complexities to go over. With this minor multiple pregnancy booster you should see your chances of having a multiple pregnancy increase slightly, but that is everything it does". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do. Thank you for your patronage $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, once more [[passing you the modifications brochure|Family Affair Mods Stock]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through the brochure cataloguing all of the bio-mods the business sells, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask to buy the major virility booster modification, which will increase your chancer of impregnating others, asking her, "Can I please get the major virility booster please?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. Becoming more virile just means that when you want to contribute to producing a baby it’ll be easier, so there really is nothing to worry about". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. Boosters are quite simple alterations to the body, and often have no complexities to go over. With this major virility booster you should see your chances of impregnating others increase significantly, but that is everything it does". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do. Thank you for your patronage $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, once more [[passing you the modifications brochure|Family Affair Mods Stock]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through the brochure cataloguing all of the bio-mods the business sells, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask to buy the major multiple pregnancy booster modification, which will increase your chancer of giving birth to multiple babies at once, asking her, "Can I please get the major multiple pregnancy booster please?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. Upping the pace on your ovulation cycle is entirely safe and should ensure you have a higher chance of having a multiple pregnancy, so there really is nothing to worry about". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. Boosters are quite simple alterations to the body, and often have no complexities to go over. With this major multiple pregnancy booster you should see your chances of having a multiple pregnancy increase significantly, but that is everything it does". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do. Thank you for your patronage $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, once more [[passing you the modifications brochure|Family Affair Mods Stock]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through the brochure cataloguing all of the bio-mods the business sells, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask to buy the minor pregnancy speed booster modification, which will increase the speed your pregnancies progress, asking her, "Can I please get the minor pregnancy speed booster please?". Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. It works by making the process of sending resources to your baby more efficient allowing it grow more quickly, so there really is nothing to worry about". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need me?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat, I’ll be right with you", her comment all the encouragement you need to sit on the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under you as you get settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to you, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Giving it a sniff it doesn’t even have any particular odour to it either. Shrugging internally, you quickly drink it down, the taste barely noticeable other than the most minor of aniseed hints to it. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from you, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. Boosters are quite simple alterations to the body, and often have no complexities to go over. With this minor pregnancy speed booster you should the duration of your pregnancies decrease slightly, but that is everything it does". Slowly standing up off of the squeaky seat, you take stock of how you feel. Strangely, nothing feels different to how you felt before, though then again when you think about it what kind of sign would you expect to see. Looking over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do. Thank you for your patronage $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, once more [[passing you the modifications brochure|Family Affair Mods Stock]].

<<if $pregnancyStage == 1>><<set $pregnancyStage += 1>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = random(9,10)>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 2>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 3>><</if>><<if $breederTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $broodmareTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<include [[Pregnancy Interrupt First]]>><<elseif $pregnancyStage == 2>><<set $pregnancyStage += 1>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = random(9,10)>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 2>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 3>><</if>><<if $breederTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $broodmareTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<include [[Pregnancy Interrupt Second]]>><<elseif $pregnancyStage == 3>><<set $pregnancyStage += 1>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = random(9,10)>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 2>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 3>><</if>><<if $breederTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $broodmareTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<include [[Pregnancy Interrupt Third]]>><<elseif $pregnancyStage == 4>><<set $pregnancyStage += 1>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = random(9,10)>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 2>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 3>><</if>><<if $breederTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $broodmareTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<include [[Pregnancy Interrupt Fourth]]>><<elseif $pregnancyStage == 5>><<if $pregnancyActionLoss>><<set $pregnancyActionLoss = false>><<set $actionLimit += 1>><</if>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = false>>><<include [[Pregnancy Interrupt Final Start]]>><</if>>

As you're travelling down one of the many nondescript corridors within the facility, you start to feel a strange lurching sensation, as if your center of balance has shifted. Feeling the pangs of something akin to vertigo, you decide to stop and see if you can wait it through, uncertain to exactly what is going on. Not wanting to fall over, you brace yourself against one of the plain white walls of the corridor you’re in, unsure what to expect next. A sudden warmth flowing through you, you feel almost feverish, though it doesn’t necessarily feel bad. Whatever is going on though, you do have an odd pleasant sensation, like your body is flooding with hormones to relax you and maybe even prepare you for what is happening. Glancing over yourself, trying to see if anything has visibly changed, you don’t notice anything immediately. Then again though, it’s hard to really look yourself over, especially when you feel so warm and oddly relaxed. That’s when you see an indent up ahead in the corridor containing a drinking fountain, the recess area made of a mirrored steel. Figuring that you can solve two problems, both your heat and your inability to properly examine yourself, you do your best to stumble over to it, your body equilibrium still feeling off as you do. Immediately upon making it to the drinking fountain you turn it on, splashing water in your face to cool you down. It’s hard to tell if it works, or if your body starts cooling back down on its own, but you do start to feel slightly less feverish and tingly. Of course, as you wipe the water remnants from your brow you catch sight of yourself in the mirrored steel wall behind the fountain, jumping at what you see. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly1.png]]</div> Possibly not the most dramatic change that could have happened to you, your belly is obviously slightly bigger than it normally should be. Looking at your slightly expanded tummy, you wonder at first if it could just be the result of stomach gas, or your current diet, however, deep inside you suspect it’s likely something different. Given the surge of hormones you were feeling, and your currently fertile state, you suspect that you might indeed be pregnant! Rubbing your stomach with one hand as you continue to brace yourself against the fountain, you know it’s too early to be certain, yet you increasingly suspect it is likely the case. As such, you relax and stand there, waiting until your balance slowly starts to return and the vertigo-like feeling begins to diminish. It thankfully doesn’t take long though, your center of balance recovering as you become accustomed to the new weight, allowing you to walk as you usually can once again. That done, with one last glance as your growing belly, having now taken note of your potential pregnant state, you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

Travelling down a nondescript corridor within the facility, you begin feeling a strange lurching sensation, as if your center of balance has shifted. The sensation of something akin to vertigo washing over you, you decide to stop and see if you can wait it through, uncertain to exactly what is going on. Not wanting to fall over, you brace yourself against one of the plain white walls of the corridor you’re in, unsure what to expect next. A sudden warmth flowing through you, you momentarily feel almost feverish, though it doesn’t necessarily feel bad. Whatever is going on though, you do have an odd pleasant sensation, like your body is flooding with hormones to relax you and maybe even prepare you for what is happening. The feverish heat soon dissipating, you begin glancing over yourself, trying to figure out what is happening. Looking down though, it’s not hard to see what has changed. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly2.png]]</div> In plain sight, you belly is now obviously much bigger than you remember it being, bulging out enough to allow you to cup it with your hand. The change is so dramatic, in fact, that it’s hard not to conclude that you are well and truly pregnant, the rush of hormones only further confirming your suspicions, as does the slight movement you feel within you.<<if $lactationPlay && !$lactating>><<set $lactating = true>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot what’s happening, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating. More than that, you suspect that maybe your body might lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && !$pregnancyLactationBoost>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot that you’re spontaneously lactating, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && $pregnancyLactationBoost>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, suspecting it to be another bout of lactative leaking, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> dripping out of your nipples. As you noticed before, it seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body continuing to lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<</if>> Rubbing your stomach soothingly as you continue to brace yourself against the wall, you begin to calm down, quickly recovering from the sudden burst of pregnancy growth. Relaxing and standing there, you wait until your balance slowly starts to return and the vertigo-like feeling beginning to dissipate once again, getting used to the new weight you’ll be carrying around.<<if $pregnancySkill == 0>><<set $pregnancyActionLoss = true>><<set $actionLimit -= 1>> However, try as you might your newly grown belly is rather cumbersome, getting in your way as you test out walking back and forth across the corridor. It’s still manageable, but you get the impression that it’ll surely slow you down throughout your day, ensuring you’ll be able to get less done than you previously would have.<</if>> Fully re-attuned to your new center of balance, you feel ready to get going again. Glancing down at your growing pregnancy belly, giving it one last quick rub and having now taken note of your progressed pregnant state, you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

Passing through a nondescript corridor within the facility, you begin feeling a strange yet familiar lurching sensation, as if your center of balance has shifted. The sensation of something akin to vertigo washing over you, you decide to stop and see if you can wait it through, suspecting that you might be experiencing another pregnancy growth. Not wanting to fall over, you brace yourself against one of the plain white walls of the corridor you’re in, waiting for the hormones and warm flash to occur. As predicted, a sudden heat flows through you, making you feel almost feverish, although it doesn’t feel completely bad. Accompanying the hot flash is another an odd pleasant sensation, your body flooding with hormones to relax you and further prepare your body for the ongoing pregnancy. The feverish heat soon dissipating, you begin glancing over yourself, trying to figure how much your belly has grown this time, and whether there is any other effects. Looking down though, it’s not hard to see that your belly most certainly has expanded. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly3.png]]</div> Ballooned outward, you belly is now obviously much bigger than you remember it being, bulging out enough that you could fit two hands beneath it. The change is so dramatic, in fact, that anyone seeing you now would have no doubt that you’re pregnant, the visible tummy bulge extremely prominent. As your body rushes with hormones preparing you further for motherhood, that’s not the only change, the movement you feel within you from your baby … or babies, begin stronger and more frequent.<<if $lactationPlay && !$lactating>><<set $lactating = true>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot what’s happening, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating. More than that, you suspect that maybe your body might lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children. <<if $breastSize < 31>><<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize += 1>>Lactating isn’t all though, as your chest feels less flat than usual, leading you to realize that you’re now sporting <<checkBreast>> boobs.<<else>>Lactating isn’t all though, as you realize that your once <<checkBreast>> tits, are now <<set $breastSize += 1>><<checkBreast>> in size.<</if>><</if>><<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && !$pregnancyLactationBoost>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot that you’re spontaneously lactating, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children. <<if $breastSize < 31>><<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize += 1>>Lactating isn’t all though, as your chest feels less flat than usual, leading you to realize that you’re now sporting <<checkBreast>> boobs.<<else>>Lactating isn’t all though, as you realize that your once <<checkBreast>> tits, are now <<set $breastSize += 1>><<checkBreast>> in size.<</if>><</if>><<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && $pregnancyLactationBoost>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, suspecting it to be another bout of lactative leaking, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> dripping out of your nipples. As you noticed before, it seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body continuing to lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children. <<if $breastSize < 31>><<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize += 1>>Lactating isn’t all though, as your chest feels less flat than usual, leading you to realize that you’re now sporting <<checkBreast>> boobs.<<else>>Lactating isn’t all though, as you realize that your once <<checkBreast>> tits, are now <<set $breastSize += 1>><<checkBreast>> in size.<</if>><</if>><</if>> Rubbing your stomach soothingly as you continue to brace yourself against the wall, you begin to calm down, quickly recovering from the sudden burst of pregnancy growth. Relaxing and standing there, you wait until your balance slowly starts to return and the vertigo-like feeling beginning to dissipate once again, getting used to the new weight you’ll be carrying around.<<if $pregnancySkill <= 1>><<if !$pregnancyActionLoss>><<set $pregnancyActionLoss = true>><<set $actionLimit -= 1>><</if>> However, try as you might, your newly grown belly is rather cumbersome, getting in your way as you test out walking back and forth across the corridor. It’s still mostly manageable, but you get the impression that it’ll surely slow you down throughout your day, ensuring you’ll be able to get less done than you previously would have.<</if>> Fully re-attuned to your new center of balance, you feel ready to get going again. Glancing down at your growing pregnancy belly, giving it one last quick rub and having now taken note of your progressed pregnant state, you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

Wandering down a nondescript corridor within the facility, you begin feeling a strange yet familiar lurching sensation, as if your center of balance has shifted. The sensation of something akin to vertigo washing over you, you decide to stop and see if you can wait it through, suspecting that you might be experiencing another pregnancy growth. Not wanting to fall over, you brace yourself against one of the plain white walls of the corridor you’re in, waiting for the hormones and warm flash to occur. Predictably on schedule, a sudden heat flows through you, making you feel almost feverish, although it doesn’t feel completely bad. Accompanying the hot flash is another an odd pleasant sensation, your body flooding with hormones to relax you and further prepare your body for the ongoing pregnancy. The feverish heat beginning to dissipate, you start to glance over yourself, trying to figure how much your belly has grown this time, and whether there is any other effects. Looking down though, it’s not hard to see that your belly most certainly has expanded once again. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly4.png]]</div> Inflated significantly, you belly is now obviously much bigger than you remember it being, having expanded so much that you now need two hands to properly support it. The state of your pregnant belly is so dramatic, in fact, that you suspect anyone seeing you would unmistakably consider you pregnant, and probably also think you were only a week or two away from your due date. As your body rushes with a new course of hormones further preparing you for motherhood, that’s not the only change, the movement you feel within you from your baby … or babies, begin much stronger and more frequent. If you had to guess, you don’t think it’ll be long before you’ll give birth.<<if $lactationPlay && !$lactating>><<set $lactating = true>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot what’s happening, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating. More than that, you suspect that maybe your body might lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && !$pregnancyLactationBoost>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot that you’re spontaneously lactating, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && $pregnancyLactationBoost>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, suspecting it to be another bout of lactative leaking, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> dripping out of your nipples. As you noticed before, it seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body continuing to lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<</if>> Rubbing your stomach soothingly as you continue to brace yourself against the wall, you begin to calm down, quickly recovering from the sudden burst of pregnancy growth. Relaxing and standing there, you wait until your balance slowly starts to return and the vertigo-like feeling beginning to dissipate once again, getting used to the new weight you’ll be carrying around for probably the rest of your pregnancy.<<if $pregnancySkill <= 2>><<if !$pregnancyActionLoss>><<set $pregnancyActionLoss = true>><<set $actionLimit -= 1>><</if>> However, try as you might, your newly grown belly is rather cumbersome, getting in your way as you test out walking back and forth across the corridor. It’s still mostly manageable, but you get the impression that it’ll surely slow you down throughout your day, ensuring you’ll be able to get less done than you previously would have.<</if>> Fully re-attuned to your new center of balance, you feel ready to get going again. Glancing down at your practically fully-grown pregnancy belly, giving it one last quick rub and having now taken note of your progressed pregnant state, you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

Travelling down one of the many nondescript corridors within the facility, you feel a sudden heat flow through you, making you feel almost feverish, although it doesn’t feel completely bad. Accompanying the hot flash is another an odd pleasant sensation, your body flooding with hormones to relax you and further prepare your body for the ongoing pregnancy. Confused, you wait for the usual accompanying feeling of vertigo to kick in, used to it coming before the heat, but for some reason it just doesn’t happen. Rubbing your belly comfortingly, in response getting a strong sensation of movement from within you, you figure that you might as well lean up against one of the walls as you wait out the feverish heat, just in case your sense of balance does give out as expected. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly4.png]]</div> The hormonal heat within you quickly starting to dissipate, you take stock of the situation examining yourself, wondering if your already gravid belly might have expanded further. However, despite it being hard to tell given the size, you don’t think it has grown any further, still at the point where you would need two hands to properly support it. The only real change is that the movement within you from your baby … or babies, seems much stronger and more frequent than ever. Just as you’re getting ready to move on, an odd pressure suddenly flares around your stomach, stopping you in place. Following this only moments later, just as unexpectedly that pressure ends, your thigs feeling remarkably wet. Glancing down, you’re now standing in a small puddle of clear liquid. It’s not too big, not even large enough to be someone spilling a glass of water, but as realization dawns on you it feels like it might as well be a lake. Did your water just break? Unsure on what to do next, you have to do a double-take as you spot what looks like two cylindrical robots speeding down the corridor towards you, something flat carried between them, and a smaller and flatter cylindrical robot struggling to keep up with them. As the park themselves about five foot away from you, the flatter robot arrives, making a loud beeping sound. It’s about this point also that you realize that the larger pair are carrying a stretcher between them, which almost feels a little ominous given your situation "TRAINEE. IT HAS BEEN DETECTED THAT YOU ARE ABOUT TO GIVE BIRTH. PLEASE LIE DOWN ON THE STRETCHER. YOU WILL BE TRANSPORTED TO A RELAVENT MEDICAL SPECIALIST", the small bot shouts out in an overly loud monotone voice, beginning to move in on your and nudge at your feet as it tries to hover over the puddle you just made. Sighing at the tiny machine, you respond, "Sure, sure … just give me a moment …", as you dodge your feet out of the way of the cleaning robot, making your way over to the stretcher. It’s a little tough to get yourself on to it, though it’s thankfully pretty low so you can manage without assistance, the padded layer you begin to lay upon pleasantly comfortable. Without any further build up the trio of robots carry you off rapidly down the corridor, the wheeled pair of cylinders that are carrying your stretcher giving you a smooth yet still somewhat frightening ride. The lights and crowds of the facility flashing past you in a blur, all you can do is [[wait for them to delivery you to a doctor|Pregnancy Interrupt Final Birth]].

<<if $pregnancyStage == 1>><<set $pregnancyStage += 1>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = random(9,10)>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 2>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 3>><</if>><<if $breederTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $broodmareTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<include [[Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt First]]>><<elseif $pregnancyStage == 2>><<set $pregnancyStage += 1>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = random(9,10)>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 2>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 3>><</if>><<if $breederTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $broodmareTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<include [[Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt Second]]>><<elseif $pregnancyStage == 3>><<set $pregnancyStage += 1>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = random(9,10)>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 2>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 3>><</if>><<if $breederTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $broodmareTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<include [[Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt Third]]>><<elseif $pregnancyStage == 4>><<set $pregnancyStage += 1>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = random(9,10)>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMinor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMedium>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 2>><</if>><<if $pregnancySpeedBoosterMajor>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 3>><</if>><<if $breederTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<if $broodmareTrait>><<set $pregnancyCountDown -= 1>><</if>><<include [[Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt Fourth]]>><<elseif $pregnancyStage == 5>><<if $pregnancyActionLoss>><<set $pregnancyActionLoss = false>><<set $actionLimit += 1>><</if>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = false>><<include [[Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt Final]]>><</if>>

Walking circles around your room in your boredom, you begin feeling a strange yet familiar lurching sensation, as if your center of balance has shifted. The sensation of something akin to vertigo washing over you, you decide to stop and see if you can wait it through, suspecting that you might be experiencing another pregnancy growth. Not wanting to fall over, you brace yourself against one of your walls, waiting for the hormones and warm flash to occur. Predictably on schedule, a sudden heat flows through you, making you feel almost feverish, although it doesn’t feel completely bad. Accompanying the hot flash is another an odd pleasant sensation, your body flooding with hormones to relax you and further prepare your body for the ongoing pregnancy. The feverish heat beginning to dissipate, you start to glance over yourself, trying to figure how much your belly has grown this time, and whether there is any other effects. Looking down though, it’s not hard to see that your belly most certainly has expanded once again. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly4.png]]</div> Inflated significantly, you belly is now obviously much bigger than you remember it being, having expanded so much that you now need two hands to properly support it. The state of your pregnant belly is so dramatic, in fact, that you suspect anyone seeing you would unmistakably consider you pregnant, and probably also think you were only a week or two away from your due date. As your body rushes with a new course of hormones further preparing you for motherhood, that’s not the only change, the movement you feel within you from your baby … or babies, begin much stronger and more frequent. If you had to guess, you don’t think it’ll be long before you’ll give birth.<<if $lactationPlay && !$lactating>><<set $lactating = true>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot what’s happening, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating. More than that, you suspect that maybe your body might lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && !$pregnancyLactationBoost>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot that you’re spontaneously lactating, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && $pregnancyLactationBoost>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, suspecting it to be another bout of lactative leaking, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> dripping out of your nipples. As you noticed before, it seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body continuing to lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<</if>> Rubbing your stomach soothingly as you continue to brace yourself against the wall, you begin to calm down, quickly recovering from the sudden burst of pregnancy growth. Relaxing and standing there, you wait until your balance slowly starts to return and the vertigo-like feeling beginning to dissipate once again, getting used to the new weight you’ll be carrying around for probably the rest of your pregnancy.<<if $pregnancySkill <= 2>><<if !$pregnancyActionLoss>><<set $pregnancyActionLoss = true>><<set $actionLimit -= 1>><</if>> However, try as you might, your newly grown belly is rather cumbersome, getting in your way as you test out walking back and forth across the room. It’s still mostly manageable, but you get the impression that it’ll surely slow you down throughout your day, ensuring you’ll be able to get less done than you previously would have.<</if>> Fully re-attuned to your new center of balance, you feel ready to get going again. Glancing down at your practically fully-grown pregnancy belly, giving it one last quick rub and having now taken note of your progressed pregnant state, you [[continue waiting in your room|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

Wandering around your room as you wait, you begin feeling a strange lurching sensation, as if your center of balance has shifted. The sensation of something akin to vertigo washing over you, you decide to stop and see if you can wait it through, uncertain to exactly what is going on. Not wanting to fall over, you brace yourself against one of the walls of your room, unsure what to expect next. A sudden warmth flowing through you, you momentarily feel almost feverish, though it doesn’t necessarily feel bad. Whatever is going on though, you do have an odd pleasant sensation, like your body is flooding with hormones to relax you and maybe even prepare you for what is happening. The feverish heat soon dissipating, you begin glancing over yourself, trying to figure out what is happening. Looking down though, it’s not hard to see what has changed. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly2.png]]</div> In plain sight, you belly is now obviously much bigger than you remember it being, bulging out enough to allow you to cup it with your hand. The change is so dramatic, in fact, that it’s hard not to conclude that you are well and truly pregnant, the rush of hormones only further confirming your suspicions, as does the slight movement you feel within you.<<if $lactationPlay && !$lactating>><<set $lactating = true>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot what’s happening, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating. More than that, you suspect that maybe your body might lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && !$pregnancyLactationBoost>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot that you’re spontaneously lactating, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && $pregnancyLactationBoost>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, suspecting it to be another bout of lactative leaking, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> dripping out of your nipples. As you noticed before, it seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body continuing to lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<</if>> Rubbing your stomach soothingly as you continue to brace yourself against the wall, you begin to calm down, quickly recovering from the sudden burst of pregnancy growth. Relaxing and standing there, you wait until your balance slowly starts to return and the vertigo-like feeling beginning to dissipate once again, getting used to the new weight you’ll be carrying around.<<if $pregnancySkill == 0>><<set $pregnancyActionLoss = true>><<set $actionLimit -= 1>> However, try as you might your newly grown belly is rather cumbersome, getting in your way as you test out walking back and forth across the room. It’s still manageable, but you get the impression that it’ll surely slow you down throughout your day, ensuring you’ll be able to get less done than you previously would have.<</if>> Fully re-attuned to your new center of balance, you feel back to normal again. Glancing down at your growing pregnancy belly, giving it one last quick rub and having now taken note of your progressed pregnant state, you [[continue waiting in your room|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

Milling about your room, you begin feeling a strange yet familiar lurching sensation, as if your center of balance has shifted. The sensation of something akin to vertigo washing over you, you decide to stop and see if you can wait it through, suspecting that you might be experiencing another pregnancy growth. Not wanting to fall over, you brace yourself against one of the walls, waiting for the hormones and warm flash to occur. As predicted, a sudden heat flows through you, making you feel almost feverish, although it doesn’t feel completely bad. Accompanying the hot flash is another an odd pleasant sensation, your body flooding with hormones to relax you and further prepare your body for the ongoing pregnancy. The feverish heat soon dissipating, you begin glancing over yourself, trying to figure how much your belly has grown this time, and whether there is any other effects. Looking down though, it’s not hard to see that your belly most certainly has expanded. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly3.png]]</div> Ballooned outward, you belly is now obviously much bigger than you remember it being, bulging out enough that you could fit two hands beneath it. The change is so dramatic, in fact, that anyone seeing you now would have no doubt that you’re pregnant, the visible tummy bulge extremely prominent. As your body rushes with hormones preparing you further for motherhood, that’s not the only change, the movement you feel within you from your baby … or babies, begin stronger and more frequent.<<if $lactationPlay && !$lactating>><<set $lactating = true>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot what’s happening, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating. More than that, you suspect that maybe your body might lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children. <<if $breastSize < 31>><<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize += 1>>Lactating isn’t all though, as your chest feels less flat than usual, leading you to realize that you’re now sporting <<checkBreast>> boobs.<<else>>Lactating isn’t all though, as you realize that your once <<checkBreast>> tits, are now <<set $breastSize += 1>><<checkBreast>> in size.<</if>><</if>><<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && !$pregnancyLactationBoost>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot that you’re spontaneously lactating, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children. <<if $breastSize < 31>><<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize += 1>>Lactating isn’t all though, as your chest feels less flat than usual, leading you to realize that you’re now sporting <<checkBreast>> boobs.<<else>>Lactating isn’t all though, as you realize that your once <<checkBreast>> tits, are now <<set $breastSize += 1>><<checkBreast>> in size.<</if>><</if>><<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && $pregnancyLactationBoost>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, suspecting it to be another bout of lactative leaking, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> dripping out of your nipples. As you noticed before, it seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body continuing to lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children. <<if $breastSize < 31>><<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize += 1>>Lactating isn’t all though, as your chest feels less flat than usual, leading you to realize that you’re now sporting <<checkBreast>> boobs.<<else>>Lactating isn’t all though, as you realize that your once <<checkBreast>> tits, are now <<set $breastSize += 1>><<checkBreast>> in size.<</if>><</if>><</if>> Rubbing your stomach soothingly as you continue to brace yourself against the wall, you begin to calm down, quickly recovering from the sudden burst of pregnancy growth. Relaxing and standing there, you wait until your balance slowly starts to return and the vertigo-like feeling beginning to dissipate once again, getting used to the new weight you’ll be carrying around.<<if $pregnancySkill <= 1>><<if !$pregnancyActionLoss>><<set $pregnancyActionLoss = true>><<set $actionLimit -= 1>><</if>> However, try as you might, your newly grown belly is rather cumbersome, getting in your way as you test out walking back and forth across the room. It’s still mostly manageable, but you get the impression that it’ll surely slow you down throughout your day, ensuring you’ll be able to get less done than you previously would have.<</if>> Fully re-attuned to your new center of balance, you feel back to normal again. Glancing down at your growing pregnancy belly, giving it one last quick rub and having now taken note of your progressed pregnant state, you [[continue waiting in your room|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

As you're pacing around your room to pass the time, you start to feel a strange lurching sensation, as if your center of balance has shifted. Feeling the pangs of something akin to vertigo, you decide to stop and see if you can wait it through, uncertain to exactly what is going on. Not wanting to fall over, you brace yourself against one of the walls, unsure what to expect next. A sudden warmth flowing through you, you feel almost feverish, though it doesn’t necessarily feel bad. Whatever is going on though, you do have an odd pleasant sensation, like your body is flooding with hormones to relax you and maybe even prepare you for what is happening. Glancing over yourself, trying to see if anything has visibly changed, you don’t notice anything immediately. Then again though, it’s hard to really look yourself over, especially when you feel so warm and oddly relaxed. That’s when you decide that maybe going over to your wardrobe might be a smart idea, knowing that it has a full length mirror mounted within. Figuring that countering your inability to properly examine yourself is the current best solution, you do your best to stumble over to it, your body equilibrium still feeling off as you do. Immediately upon making it to the wardrobe and opening it up, you begin to wipe your brow, the heat having caused a small amount of sweat to form. It’s hard to tell if it removing it does anything, or if your body starts cooling back down on its own, but you do start to feel slightly less feverish and tingly. Of course, stand in front of your open wardrobe you catch sight of yourself in the mirror within, jumping at what you see. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly1.png]]</div> Possibly not the most dramatic change that could have happened to you, your belly is obviously slightly bigger than it normally should be. Looking at your slightly expanded tummy, you wonder at first if it could just be the result of stomach gas, or your current diet, however, deep inside you suspect it’s likely something different. Given the surge of hormones you were feeling, and your currently fertile state, you suspect that you might indeed be pregnant! Rubbing your stomach with one hand as you continue to brace yourself against the wardrobe door, you know it’s too early to be certain, yet you increasingly suspect it is likely the case. As such, you relax and stand there, waiting until your balance slowly starts to return and the vertigo-like feeling begins to diminish. It thankfully doesn’t take long though, your center of balance recovering as you become accustomed to the new weight, allowing you to walk as you usually can once again. That done, with one last glance as your growing belly, having now taken note of your potential pregnant state, you [[return to waiting in your room|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

Waiting for time to pass in your room, you feel a sudden heat flow through you, making you feel almost feverish, although it doesn’t feel completely bad. Accompanying the hot flash is another an odd pleasant sensation, your body flooding with hormones to relax you and further prepare your body for the ongoing pregnancy. Confused, you wait for the usual accompanying feeling of vertigo to kick in, used to it coming before the heat, but for some reason it just doesn’t happen. Rubbing your belly comfortingly, in response getting a strong sensation of movement from within you, you figure that you might as well lean up against one of the walls as you wait out the feverish heat, just in case your sense of balance does give out as expected. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly4.png]]</div> The hormonal heat within you quickly starting to dissipate, you take stock of the situation examining yourself, wondering if your already gravid belly might have expanded further. However, despite it being hard to tell given the size, you don’t think it has grown any further, still at the point where you would need two hands to properly support it. The only real change is that the movement within you from your baby … or babies, seems much stronger and more frequent than ever. Just as you’re getting ready to return to waiting for time to pass, an odd pressure suddenly flares around your stomach, stopping you in place. Following this only moments later, just as unexpectedly that pressure ends, your thigs feeling remarkably wet. Glancing down, you’re now standing in a small puddle of clear liquid. It’s not too big, not even large enough to be someone spilling a glass of water, but as realization dawns on you it feels like it might as well be a lake. Did your water just break? Unsure on what to do next, you have to do a double-take as you spot what looks like two cylindrical robots speeding through the door of your room towards you, something flat carried between them, and a smaller and flatter cylindrical robot struggling to keep up with them. As the park themselves about five foot away from you, the flatter robot arrives, making a loud beeping sound. It’s about this point also that you realize that the larger pair are carrying a stretcher between them, which almost feels a little ominous given your situation "TRAINEE. IT HAS BEEN DETECTED THAT YOU ARE ABOUT TO GIVE BIRTH. PLEASE LIE DOWN ON THE STRETCHER. YOU WILL BE TRANSPORTED TO A RELAVENT MEDICAL SPECIALIST", the small bot shouts out in an overly loud monotone voice, beginning to move in on your and nudge at your feet as it tries to hover over the puddle you just made. Sighing at the tiny machine, you respond, "Sure, sure … just give me a moment …", as you dodge your feet out of the way of the cleaning robot, making your way over to the stretcher. It’s a little tough to get yourself on to it, though it’s thankfully pretty low so you can manage without assistance, the padded layer you begin to lay upon pleasantly comfortable. Without any further build up the trio of robots carry you rapidly out of your room and through the dormitory main room, the wheeled pair of cylinders that are carrying your stretcher giving you a smooth yet still somewhat frightening ride. The lights and crowds of the facility flashing past you in a blur, all you can do is [[wait for them to delivery you to a doctor|Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt Final Birth]].

As you're getting ready to start the day, you start to feel a strange lurching sensation, as if your center of balance has shifted. Feeling the pangs of something akin to vertigo, you decide to stop and see if you can wait it through, uncertain to exactly what is going on. Not wanting to fall over, you brace yourself against one of the walls, unsure what to expect next. A sudden warmth flowing through you, you feel almost feverish, though it doesn’t necessarily feel bad. Whatever is going on though, you do have an odd pleasant sensation, like your body is flooding with hormones to relax you and maybe even prepare you for what is happening. Glancing over yourself, trying to see if anything has visibly changed, you don’t notice anything immediately. Then again though, it’s hard to really look yourself over, especially when you feel so warm and oddly relaxed. That’s when you decide that maybe going over to your wardrobe might be a smart idea, knowing that it has a full length mirror mounted within. Figuring that countering your inability to properly examine yourself is the current best solution, you do your best to stumble over to it, your body equilibrium still feeling off as you do. Immediately upon making it to the wardrobe and opening it up, you begin to wipe your brow, the heat having caused a small amount of sweat to form. It’s hard to tell if it removing it does anything, or if your body starts cooling back down on its own, but you do start to feel slightly less feverish and tingly. Of course, stand in front of your open wardrobe you catch sight of yourself in the mirror within, jumping at what you see. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly1.png]]</div> Possibly not the most dramatic change that could have happened to you, your belly is obviously slightly bigger than it normally should be. Looking at your slightly expanded tummy, you wonder at first if it could just be the result of stomach gas, or your current diet, however, deep inside you suspect it’s likely something different. Given the surge of hormones you were feeling, and your currently fertile state, you suspect that you might indeed be pregnant! Rubbing your stomach with one hand as you continue to brace yourself against the wardrobe door, you know it’s too early to be certain, yet you increasingly suspect it is likely the case. As such, you relax and stand there, waiting until your balance slowly starts to return and the vertigo-like feeling begins to diminish. It thankfully doesn’t take long though, your center of balance recovering as you become accustomed to the new weight, allowing you to walk as you usually can once again. That done, with one last glance at your growing belly, having now taken note of your potential pregnant state, you [[return to trying to start your day|interuptDestinationMorning( $intendedLocation )]].

Preparing to start your day, you begin feeling a strange lurching sensation, as if your center of balance has shifted. The sensation of something akin to vertigo washing over you, you decide to stop and see if you can wait it through, uncertain to exactly what is going on. Not wanting to fall over, you brace yourself against one of the walls of your room, unsure what to expect next. A sudden warmth flowing through you, you momentarily feel almost feverish, though it doesn’t necessarily feel bad. Whatever is going on though, you do have an odd pleasant sensation, like your body is flooding with hormones to relax you and maybe even prepare you for what is happening. The feverish heat soon dissipating, you begin glancing over yourself, trying to figure out what is happening. Looking down though, it’s not hard to see what has changed. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly2.png]]</div> In plain sight, you belly is now obviously much bigger than you remember it being, bulging out enough to allow you to cup it with your hand. The change is so dramatic, in fact, that it’s hard not to conclude that you are well and truly pregnant, the rush of hormones only further confirming your suspicions, as does the slight movement you feel within you.<<if $lactationPlay && !$lactating>><<set $lactating = true>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot what’s happening, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating. More than that, you suspect that maybe your body might lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && !$pregnancyLactationBoost>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot that you’re spontaneously lactating, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && $pregnancyLactationBoost>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, suspecting it to be another bout of lactative leaking, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> dripping out of your nipples. As you noticed before, it seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body continuing to lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<</if>> Rubbing your stomach soothingly as you continue to brace yourself against the wall, you begin to calm down, quickly recovering from the sudden burst of pregnancy growth. Relaxing and standing there, you wait until your balance slowly starts to return and the vertigo-like feeling beginning to dissipate once again, getting used to the new weight you’ll be carrying around.<<if $pregnancySkill == 0>><<set $pregnancyActionLoss = true>><<set $actionLimit -= 1>> However, try as you might your newly grown belly is rather cumbersome, getting in your way as you test out walking back and forth across the room. It’s still manageable, but you get the impression that it’ll surely slow you down throughout your day, ensuring you’ll be able to get less done than you previously would have.<</if>> Fully re-attuned to your new center of balance, you feel ready to go again. Glancing down at your growing pregnancy belly, giving it one last quick rub and having now taken note of your progressed pregnant state, you [[continue getting ready to start your day|interuptDestinationMorning( $intendedLocation )]].

Going about starting your day, you begin feeling a strange yet familiar lurching sensation, as if your center of balance has shifted. The sensation of something akin to vertigo washing over you, you decide to stop and see if you can wait it through, suspecting that you might be experiencing another pregnancy growth. Not wanting to fall over, you brace yourself against one of the walls, waiting for the hormones and warm flash to occur. As predicted, a sudden heat flows through you, making you feel almost feverish, although it doesn’t feel completely bad. Accompanying the hot flash is another an odd pleasant sensation, your body flooding with hormones to relax you and further prepare your body for the ongoing pregnancy. The feverish heat soon dissipating, you begin glancing over yourself, trying to figure how much your belly has grown this time, and whether there is any other effects. Looking down though, it’s not hard to see that your belly most certainly has expanded. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly3.png]]</div> Ballooned outward, you belly is now obviously much bigger than you remember it being, bulging out enough that you could fit two hands beneath it. The change is so dramatic, in fact, that anyone seeing you now would have no doubt that you’re pregnant, the visible tummy bulge extremely prominent. As your body rushes with hormones preparing you further for motherhood, that’s not the only change, the movement you feel within you from your baby … or babies, begin stronger and more frequent.<<if $lactationPlay && !$lactating>><<set $lactating = true>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot what’s happening, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating. More than that, you suspect that maybe your body might lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children. <<if $breastSize < 31>><<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize += 1>>Lactating isn’t all though, as your chest feels less flat than usual, leading you to realize that you’re now sporting <<checkBreast>> boobs.<<else>>Lactating isn’t all though, as you realize that your once <<checkBreast>> tits, are now <<set $breastSize += 1>><<checkBreast>> in size.<</if>><</if>><<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && !$pregnancyLactationBoost>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot that you’re spontaneously lactating, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children. <<if $breastSize < 31>><<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize += 1>>Lactating isn’t all though, as your chest feels less flat than usual, leading you to realize that you’re now sporting <<checkBreast>> boobs.<<else>>Lactating isn’t all though, as you realize that your once <<checkBreast>> tits, are now <<set $breastSize += 1>><<checkBreast>> in size.<</if>><</if>><<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && $pregnancyLactationBoost>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, suspecting it to be another bout of lactative leaking, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> dripping out of your nipples. As you noticed before, it seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body continuing to lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children. <<if $breastSize < 31>><<if $breastSize == 0>><<set $breastSize += 1>>Lactating isn’t all though, as your chest feels less flat than usual, leading you to realize that you’re now sporting <<checkBreast>> boobs.<<else>>Lactating isn’t all though, as you realize that your once <<checkBreast>> tits, are now <<set $breastSize += 1>><<checkBreast>> in size.<</if>><</if>><</if>> Rubbing your stomach soothingly as you continue to brace yourself against the wall, you begin to calm down, quickly recovering from the sudden burst of pregnancy growth. Relaxing and standing there, you wait until your balance slowly starts to return and the vertigo-like feeling beginning to dissipate once again, getting used to the new weight you’ll be carrying around.<<if $pregnancySkill <= 1>><<if !$pregnancyActionLoss>><<set $pregnancyActionLoss = true>><<set $actionLimit -= 1>><</if>> However, try as you might, your newly grown belly is rather cumbersome, getting in your way as you test out walking back and forth across the room. It’s still mostly manageable, but you get the impression that it’ll surely slow you down throughout your day, ensuring you’ll be able to get less done than you previously would have.<</if>> Fully re-attuned to your new center of balance, you feel back to normal again. Glancing down at your growing pregnancy belly, giving it one last quick rub and having now taken note of your progressed pregnant state, you [[continue getting ready to start your day|interuptDestinationMorning( $intendedLocation )]].

Mid-way through the process of starting your day, you begin feeling a strange yet familiar lurching sensation, as if your center of balance has shifted. The sensation of something akin to vertigo washing over you, you decide to stop and see if you can wait it through, suspecting that you might be experiencing another pregnancy growth. Not wanting to fall over, you brace yourself against one of your walls, waiting for the hormones and warm flash to occur. Predictably on schedule, a sudden heat flows through you, making you feel almost feverish, although it doesn’t feel completely bad. Accompanying the hot flash is another an odd pleasant sensation, your body flooding with hormones to relax you and further prepare your body for the ongoing pregnancy. The feverish heat beginning to dissipate, you start to glance over yourself, trying to figure how much your belly has grown this time, and whether there is any other effects. Looking down though, it’s not hard to see that your belly most certainly has expanded once again. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly4.png]]</div> Inflated significantly, you belly is now obviously much bigger than you remember it being, having expanded so much that you now need two hands to properly support it. The state of your pregnant belly is so dramatic, in fact, that you suspect anyone seeing you would unmistakably consider you pregnant, and probably also think you were only a week or two away from your due date. As your body rushes with a new course of hormones further preparing you for motherhood, that’s not the only change, the movement you feel within you from your baby … or babies, begin much stronger and more frequent. If you had to guess, you don’t think it’ll be long before you’ll give birth.<<if $lactationPlay && !$lactating>><<set $lactating = true>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot what’s happening, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating. More than that, you suspect that maybe your body might lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && !$pregnancyLactationBoost>><<set $pregnancyLactationBoost = true>><<set $lactationCap = (1000 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 1000) + ($breastSize * 200)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($lactationBoosterStorage + 1)>><<if $udder>><<set $lactationCap += 2000>><</if>><<set $random = random(0,100)>><<set $lactationModifier = (((100 + (($lactationSkill + 1) * 50) + $random + ($breastSize * 20)) * ($lactationBoosterQuantity + 1)) * ($lactationBoosterSpeed + 1)) * ($pregnancyLactationBoost * 1.2)>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, you look down just in time to spot that you’re spontaneously lactating, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> leaking out of your nipples. It seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body now lactating more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<<elseif $lactationPlay && $lactating && $pregnancyLactationBoost>> Suddenly you start to feel a pressure in your chest, your <<checkNipple>> nipples becoming rock hard without any noticeable reason. Examining the situation closer, suspecting it to be another bout of lactative leaking, <<if $breastSize == 0>>your chest wetting<<else>>your <<checkBreast>> boobs wetting<</if>>, with <<checkLactationType>> dripping out of your nipples. As you noticed before, it seems that your increased belly size isn’t the only change your pregnancy has had on you, your body continuing to lactate more than usual, preparing itself to feed your future children.<</if>> Rubbing your stomach soothingly as you continue to brace yourself against the wall, you begin to calm down, quickly recovering from the sudden burst of pregnancy growth. Relaxing and standing there, you wait until your balance slowly starts to return and the vertigo-like feeling beginning to dissipate once again, getting used to the new weight you’ll be carrying around for probably the rest of your pregnancy.<<if $pregnancySkill <= 2>><<if !$pregnancyActionLoss>><<set $pregnancyActionLoss = true>><<set $actionLimit -= 1>><</if>> However, try as you might, your newly grown belly is rather cumbersome, getting in your way as you test out walking back and forth across the room. It’s still mostly manageable, but you get the impression that it’ll surely slow you down throughout your day, ensuring you’ll be able to get less done than you previously would have.<</if>> Fully re-attuned to your new center of balance, you feel ready to get going again. Glancing down at your practically fully-grown pregnancy belly, giving it one last quick rub and having now taken note of your progressed pregnant state, you [[continue getting ready to start your day|interuptDestinationMorning( $intendedLocation )]].

Getting ready to start your day, you feel a sudden heat flow through you, making you feel almost feverish, although it doesn’t feel completely bad. Accompanying the hot flash is another an odd pleasant sensation, your body flooding with hormones to relax you and further prepare your body for the ongoing pregnancy. Confused, you wait for the usual accompanying feeling of vertigo to kick in, used to it coming before the heat, but for some reason it just doesn’t happen. Rubbing your belly comfortingly, in response getting a strong sensation of movement from within you, you figure that you might as well lean up against one of the walls as you wait out the feverish heat, just in case your sense of balance does give out as expected. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Body/Pregnancy/PregnancyBelly4.png]]</div> The hormonal heat within you quickly starting to dissipate, you take stock of the situation examining yourself, wondering if your already gravid belly might have expanded further. However, despite it being hard to tell given the size, you don’t think it has grown any further, still at the point where you would need two hands to properly support it. The only real change is that the movement within you from your baby … or babies, seems much stronger and more frequent than ever. Just as you’re getting ready to return to your morning routine, an odd pressure suddenly flares around your stomach, stopping you in place. Following this only moments later, just as unexpectedly that pressure ends, your thigs feeling remarkably wet. Glancing down, you’re now standing in a small puddle of clear liquid. It’s not too big, not even large enough to be someone spilling a glass of water, but as realization dawns on you it feels like it might as well be a lake. Did your water just break? Unsure on what to do next, you have to do a double-take as you spot what looks like two cylindrical robots speeding through the door of your room towards you, something flat carried between them, and a smaller and flatter cylindrical robot struggling to keep up with them. As the park themselves about five foot away from you, the flatter robot arrives, making a loud beeping sound. It’s about this point also that you realize that the larger pair are carrying a stretcher between them, which almost feels a little ominous given your situation "TRAINEE. IT HAS BEEN DETECTED THAT YOU ARE ABOUT TO GIVE BIRTH. PLEASE LIE DOWN ON THE STRETCHER. YOU WILL BE TRANSPORTED TO A RELAVENT MEDICAL SPECIALIST", the small bot shouts out in an overly loud monotone voice, beginning to move in on your and nudge at your feet as it tries to hover over the puddle you just made. Sighing at the tiny machine, you respond, "Sure, sure … just give me a moment …", as you dodge your feet out of the way of the cleaning robot, making your way over to the stretcher. It’s a little tough to get yourself on to it, though it’s thankfully pretty low so you can manage without assistance, the padded layer you begin to lay upon pleasantly comfortable. Without any further build up the trio of robots carry you rapidly out of your room and through the dormitory main room, the wheeled pair of cylinders that are carrying your stretcher giving you a smooth yet still somewhat frightening ride. The lights and crowds of the facility flashing past you in a blur, all you can do is [[wait for them to delivery you to a doctor|Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt Final Birth]].

Rushing lights dizzying you, and the motion of travelling so quickly without anything holding you down making you feel kind of queasy, it’s not until the trio of robots accompanying you slow down as they pass through a double door emblazoned with a logo that states the location as, "Family Affair – Family Planning Clinic", the logo itself comprised of colourful geometric shapes that resemble a couple holding hands. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FamilyAffair.png]]</div> Glancing around you see clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration. Most notably, you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Coming through a wooden side door, you see a 5 ft 4 beautiful brunette woman enter, her hair loosely straight and flowing over her shoulder. With piercing blue eyes, sumptuous lips, and sizable D-Cup breasts, her most notable trait is still probably her extremely obviously pregnant belly the pushes out before her. Wearing an off the shoulder breezy white maternity dress with sweeping sleeves, if you had to describe her it’d be difficult not to use the term ‘angelic’. <<if $metMonica>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Monica, the pregnant pregnancy specialist.<</if>> <<if $metMonica>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully approaches you, Monica greets you, "Hello again $firstName. As you already know, I’m Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be your midwife today. It’s a pleasure to see you again. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<<else>><<set $metMonica = true>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully walks over to you, the massively pregnant woman greeting you, "Hello $firstName. My name is Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be your midwife today. It’s a pleasure to meet you. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<</if>> Laid out on the robot held stretcher, holding your pulsing pregnant stomach, you respond, "Hello. I … um … what do I need to do?", deferring to her expertise on the matter. Patting you reassuringly on the shoulder, your pregnant doctor explains, "You’re doing wonderfully so far. The first step is getting you situated in our birthing seat, after that you’ll see that it’ll all come naturally to you<<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>. We’ll also need to get those clothes off of you<</if>>". "DEPOSIT THE TRAINEE", the tiny bot calls out all of a sudden in its monotone voice, the two carrying you tipping the stretcher in unison at this command, gently sliding you off on to the huge central seat<<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>. Next metallic tendrils shoot out from within them, grabbing hold of your $currentClothing, and stripping you of it, your $currentUnderwear soon removed afterwards leaving you completely naked<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>. Next metallic tendrils shoot out from within them, grabbing hold of your $currentClothing, and stripping you of it leaving you completely naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>. Next metallic tendrils shoot out from within them, grabbing hold of your $currentUnderwear and removing it, leaving you completely naked<</if>>. Their job now complete, the trio almost immediately begin to depart without another word, leaving you alone with Monica. Smiling at you another one of her comforting smiles, Monica continues to explain, "There we go, just need to get your legs up into the stirrups next. While we get that done I’ll just go over a couple of quick details so you’re completely in the know about everything that’s about to happen", as she moves around towards the foot-end section of the seat you’re resting on, which itself has slowly shifted into a position where you’re more lying down on it, your head still propped up but everything else laid flat. Taking one of your legs delicately and placing it in one of the stirrups that she locks upright, she enlightens you, "We here at Family Affair offer a range of services, including; fertility and virility treatments, prenatal training, pregnancy examinations, fertility and virility related biological modifications, various forms of contraception, and surrogate services for those interested in having children. It’s a bit of an eclectic selection to be sure, however, it’s our intention to cover any reproductive system related matter our clients might have. We also have an arrangement with the facility to handle any on-site birthing’s that occur, such as yourself". Gently taking your other leg she duplicates her previous action, your legs now propped up in rests, leaving your vagina splayed and fully on display for her to see. Her voice still calming and pleasant to listen to, she says, "And … there we go with your legs too. Having checked your medical records, I see you’ve had an accelerated pregnancy, and are the recipient of many of our minor pregnancy-related modifications. As such, I suspect that the birthing process should be particularly easy on you. Within, approximately, the next ten minutes you should enter the final stages, where your cervix is dilated and your vaginal canal has become stretchy enough to pass out a child. Given everything it should be pain-free and riskless, but, if you feel any discomfort then let me know immediately". Nodding back at her in acknowledgement as you cradle your pregnant belly, you answer between breaths, "Okay … will let you … know", powerful contractions leaving you winded as your body courses with ever more hormones for the final moments of your pregnancy. Patting you on the shoulder sympathetically, Monica responds, "Excellent, you’re doing wonderfully still. Seeing as we still have a couple of minutes, it feels like a good time to go through the last stages of the process too. From your medical records there should be an almost instantaneous recovery time, so no damage to the vagina, and no stretch marks to deal with. In fact, everything is so well engineered with our modifications that the umbilical cord will even self-detach". "We’ll let you have some time with your child, or children as the case may be, and the opportunity to name them. After that they’ll be sent over to the facility nursery as part of standard procedure. The next part might be slightly awkward, however, as a trainee programme member it’s left to you whether you wish to retain custody of your children, or whether you’d instead prefer to put them up for adoption. Given your healthy modified genetics, there is a high demand for adoptive children from wealthy families, and you would be compensated for in-effect being their surrogate. Though that’s not a choice you need to make immediately. There is also a small, and capped, daily fee for retaining your children within the nursery, but I don’t think now is really the right time for money talk", the heavily pregnant brunette finishes, glancing at you and turning only briefly to glance over at a computer monitor. Getting a good look at her calming smile as she begins repositioning herself between your splayed legs, you get the impression that she suspects [[your birthing to be immenent|Pregnancy Interrupt Final First Child]].

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"Blake">><<elseif _selectedChildName == "Tucker">><<set $bornChildTemplate.Name = "Tucker">><<elseif _selectedChildName == "Cody">><<set $bornChildTemplate.Name = "Cody">><<elseif _selectedChildName == "Lance">><<set $bornChildTemplate.Name = "Lance">><<elseif _selectedChildName == "Chip">><<set $bornChildTemplate.Name = "Chip">><<elseif _selectedChildName == "Biff">><<set $bornChildTemplate.Name = "Biff">><</if>>Cradling your huge pregnant stomach, you take in a deep breath as Monica’s fingers gently press against your labia, the doctor almost entirely obscured from view by your pregnancy belly. As she explores further, humming softly, the movement from within you becomes increasingly stronger by the second, pregnancy contractions pulsing through you letting you know that you’re about to give birth any moment now. "Everything looks fine, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is fully dilated now, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do is, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of your vagina. Answering with a brief, "Uhhhh!", as you try to concentrate through the quickening contractions, you’re thankful that everything Monica has told you has been true, the process feeling tiring and strange, but not painful at all. That’s when you feel it, pressure and movement aimed towards one single goal, for your baby to exit your body. Your midwife speaking encouraging words to you that bounce off of your focused mind, you begin to push with all of your might, trying to get your baby out of you. Using muscles that you didn’t think you even had, it feels like it’s working, your vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of you, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to take a look at it. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to you, congratulating you, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for you and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. Other than that you’d say <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is <<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>>completely human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>>possibly part slime, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form gloopy and translucent yet humanoid in nature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>>possibly part tentacle monster, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form mostly humanoid other than a few extra tentacles sprouting out of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> back<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>>possibly part bunny-person, little bunny ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>>possibly part robot, parts of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> skin appearing to be metallic or plastic panels being the only real sign of it<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>>possibly part fox-person, little fox ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below, not to mention the general fox-like fur and other features<</if>>, your child also being <<if $bornChildTemplate.Size == 1>>a little undersized from what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 2>>about normal in size to what you might expect<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 3>>a little bigger in size to what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 4>>about normal in size to what you might expect though chubbier in build than normal<</if>>. Holding your baby in your arms, you suspect <<if $bornChildTemplate.Father <= 5>>you might never know who it’s father was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 6>>that it’s father was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 7>>that it’s father was a tentacle creature, but are unable to figure out the specific tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 8>>that it’s father was likely Davis the facility agent<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 9>>that it’s father was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 10>>that it’s father was likely Agent Gary the corrupt security guard<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had a name planned. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable to breed’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from mothers like yourself are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. The standard payment to mothers in your position who put their child up for adoption would be for a <<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>fox furry<</if>> child from a <<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>>prestigious mother<<else>>non-prestigious mother, no offense<</if>>, about _childAdoptValue G.G.P. At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from giving birth to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation.<<if $childrenBirthed >= 3 && !$breederTrait>><<set $breederTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to conceiving and birthing children, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future.<<elseif $childrenBirthed >= 10 && !$broodmareTrait>><<set $broodmareTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become expertly accustomed to conceiving and birthing children, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentPregnancy.length>>[[Keep the child|Pregnancy Interrupt Final Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Pregnancy Interrupt Final Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Pregnancy Interrupt Final End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Pregnancy Interrupt Final End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<</if>>

<<if $holderBool>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to keep <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you an infectiously joyful smile in return. "That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<</if>> Walking back over to you so she’s standing beside you, Monica cheerily continues, "That seems to be everything. You’ll just need to wait a moment more for your body to return to normal. While we wait for that, it might be a good time for us to quickly go over our records one last time", her hands carefully removing your legs from the stirrups, which she also in turn resets beneath the reclined chair. Answering a short, "Okay", as you watch her move around the doctor’s office to find the tablet, you start moving your legs around to relieve them of the stiffness they’ve built up whilst propped up in place. Glancing down at them, you notice that your belly has flattened out significantly since giving birth to your <<if $currentPregnancy.length == 1>>child<<else>>children<</if>>. Visibly before your very eyes, in fact, you watch as it continues to slowly flatten back to normal, leaving not even a hint of stretch marks or other issues behind. It’s also while you’re taking account of your body’s rapid changes, that Monica proffers the tablet she was searching for over to you, the previously mentioned record in full focus on the screen. <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><table class="singleTable"> <th>Pregnancy Report</th> <<for _i = $childrenAll - $currentPregnancy.length; _i < $childrenAll; _i++>><tr><td>$completeChildrenList[_i].Name Child Number: $completeChildrenList[_i].Number Father: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 7>>Unknown tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 8>>Agent Davis<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 9>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 10>>Agent Gary<</if>> Mother: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 7>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 8>>Tilly<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 9>>Jess<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 10>>Alice<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 11>>Jasmine<</if>> Species: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>>Human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>>Part-slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>>Part-tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>>Part-bunny-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>>Partly-cybernetic-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>>Fox-furry<</if>> Gender: $completeChildrenList[_i].Gender Build: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 1>>Slightly undersized<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 2>>Average<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 3>>Above average size<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 4>>Chubby<</if>> Hair: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Hair>>Short $completeChildrenList[_i].HairColour<<else>>Bald<</if>> Skin Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].SkinColour Eye Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].EyeColour Birthing Value: <<capture _childBirthPayout>><<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>><</if>>_childBirthPayout<</capture>> Adoption Value: <<capture _childAdoptValue>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>><</if>>_childAdoptValue<</capture>> Ownership Status: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Kept>>Owned by mother<<else>>Sent for Adoption<</if>> </td></tr><</for>> </table> Directing you pleasantly, "We just need your thumb-print signature to confirm all of the included information. If you want to review any of the included records at a later point<<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) >= 1>>, or want to visit your <<if $currentPregnancy.length == 1>>child<<else>>children<</if>>,<</if>> then the facility nursery is where you’ll need to go", you do as she says, pressing your thumb down onto the touch screen. Receiving a hefty green tick appearing on the screen in turn, it seems like whatever you needed to confirm has been thoroughly confirmed. Looking over at her as you pass the tab, you ask Monica, "Is there anything else you need me to do?", waiting patiently for a response as she puts the device back in a drawer. "No, I think you’re all sorted", Monica responds warmly, gently patting you on the shoulder, "There are no charges for my services, or anything like that. And, your vital signs and physical responses all seem on top form, so no concerns there. I think you’re fit to get back on with your business as normal. You did great back there, and I look forward to seeing you again, but until then I hope you have a good day". Helped out of the gynaecologists chair by the heavily pregnant brunette, it takes a moment for your to retune your center of balance, not recently used to walking around without the pregnancy weight. But, after a few tentative steps with some support, everything feels normal again. Saying thank you and goodbye to Monica, and taking an extra moment to gather yourself together, you leave out of her office and through the Family Affair lobby, finding your way back out to the Medical Hub of the facility. <<set $pregnancyStage = 0>><<set $pregnant = false>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = -1>><<set $currentPregnancy = []>>Thinking over everything that just happened, it’s kind of jarring how quickly it all happened, the process of going through labor and giving birth taking less than half an hour. Still, you can’t help but be thankful that there wasn’t any pain involved. Slightly richer, and feeling literally lighter on your feet, you hope you aren’t late, [[continuing onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

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"That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentPregnancy[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentPregnancy[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentPregnancy[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentPregnancy[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<</if>> Pacing back over so she’s standing between your splayed legs, Monica cheerily continues, "Looks like we have some especially good news too! Seems like you have another bun in the oven ready to come out. Again, I think it’ll be popping out in a minute or two. You’ll need to do just the same things you did wonderfully last time, wait until it’s ready to come and then push it out. This one should be even easier given that you’re already fully dilated", her hands brushing against your vagina. Cradling your still hugely pregnant stomach, you take in a deep breath as Monica’s fingers gently press against your labia, the doctor almost entirely obscured from view by your pregnancy belly. As she explores further, humming softly, the movement from within you becomes increasingly stronger by the second, more waves of pregnancy contractions pulsing through you, letting you know that you’re about to give birth again any moment now. "Everything looks fine, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is back to being fully dilated, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do is, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of your vagina. Answering with a brief, "Uhhhh!", as you try to concentrate through the quickening contractions, you’re thankful that everything Monica has told you has been true, the process once again feeling tiring and strange, but not painful at all. That’s when you feel it, pressure and movement aimed towards one single goal, for your baby to exit your body. Your midwife speaking encouraging words to you that bounce off of your focused mind, you begin to push with all of your might, trying to get your baby out of you. Using muscles that you didn’t think you even had, it feels like it’s working, your vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of you, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to take a look at it. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to you, congratulating you, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for you and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. Other than that you’d say <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is <<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>>completely human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>>possibly part slime, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form gloopy and translucent yet humanoid in nature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>>possibly part tentacle monster, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form mostly humanoid other than a few extra tentacles sprouting out of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> back<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>>possibly part bunny-person, little bunny ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>>possibly part robot, parts of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> skin appearing to be metallic or plastic panels being the only real sign of it<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>>possibly part fox-person, little fox ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below, not to mention the general fox-like fur and other features<</if>>, your child also being <<if $bornChildTemplate.Size == 1>>a little undersized from what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 2>>about normal in size to what you might expect<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 3>>a little bigger in size to what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 4>>about normal in size to what you might expect though chubbier in build than normal<</if>>. Holding your baby in your arms, you suspect <<if $bornChildTemplate.Father <= 5>>you might never know who it’s father was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 6>>that it’s father was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 7>>that it’s father was a tentacle creature, but are unable to figure out the specific tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 8>>that it’s father was likely Davis the facility agent<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 9>>that it’s father was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 10>>that it’s father was likely Agent Gary the corrupt security guard<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had a name planned. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable to breed’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from mothers like yourself are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. The standard payment to mothers in your position who put their child up for adoption would be for a <<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>fox furry<</if>> child from a <<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>>prestigious mother<<else>>non-prestigious mother, no offense<</if>>, about _childAdoptValue G.G.P. At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from giving birth to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation.<<if $childrenBirthed >= 3 && !$breederTrait>><<set $breederTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to conceiving and birthing children, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future.<<elseif $childrenBirthed >= 10 && !$broodmareTrait>><<set $broodmareTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become expertly accustomed to conceiving and birthing children, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentPregnancy.length>>[[Keep the child|Pregnancy Interrupt Final Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Pregnancy Interrupt Final Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Pregnancy Interrupt Final End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Pregnancy Interrupt Final End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<</if>>

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"Naomi", "Sarah", "Willow", "Alice", "Ivy", "Lydia", "Ashley", "Amy", "Lexi", "Allie", "Alyssa", "Amanda", "Amber", "Angie", "Ashley", "Barbie", "Brandi", "Brianna", "Britney", "Brooke", "Candy", "Courtney", "Crystal", "Destiny", "Hayley", "Holly", "Jessica", "Kacey", "Kaitlyn", "Kaylee", "Kelly", "Kelsey", "Kimberly", "Laci", "Lindsay", "Macy", "Madison", "Makayla", "Meg", "Melanie", "Mia", "Nikki", "Sabrina", "Stacey", "Stephanie", "Tara", "Taylor", "Tiffany", "Tracy", "Valerie", "Vanessa", "Vikki", "Whitney")>><</if>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">><<set _randomChildName = _randomChildName.concatUnique("Liam", "Noah", "William", "James", "Oliver", "Ben", "Daniel", "Michael", "Alex", "Ethan", "Jacob", "Henry", "Jack", "Mathew", "Sam", "David", "Joseph", "Owen", "John", "Luke", "Isaac", "Anthony", "Jaxon", "Ryan", "Thomas", "Robert", "Domonic", "Adam", "Cole", "Kevin", "Thad", "Chad", "Brad", "Bryce", "Chet", "Brock", "Trent", "Tanner", "Trey", "Hunter", "Brent", "Tripp", 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As she explores further, humming softly, the movement from within you becomes increasingly stronger by the second, pregnancy contractions pulsing through you letting you know that you’re about to give birth any moment now. "Everything looks fine, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is fully dilated now, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do is, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of your vagina. Answering with a brief, "Uhhhh!", as you try to concentrate through the quickening contractions, you’re thankful that everything Monica has told you has been true, the process feeling tiring and strange, but not painful at all. That’s when you feel it, pressure and movement aimed towards one single goal, for your baby to exit your body. Your midwife speaking encouraging words to you that bounce off of your focused mind, you begin to push with all of your might, trying to get your baby out of you. Using muscles that you didn’t think you even had, it feels like it’s working, your vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of you, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to take a look at it. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to you, congratulating you, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for you and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. Other than that you’d say <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is <<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>>completely human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>>possibly part slime, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form gloopy and translucent yet humanoid in nature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>>possibly part tentacle monster, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form mostly humanoid other than a few extra tentacles sprouting out of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> back<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>>possibly part bunny-person, little bunny ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>>possibly part robot, parts of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> skin appearing to be metallic or plastic panels being the only real sign of it<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>>possibly part fox-person, little fox ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below, not to mention the general fox-like fur and other features<</if>>, your child also being <<if $bornChildTemplate.Size == 1>>a little undersized from what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 2>>about normal in size to what you might expect<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 3>>a little bigger in size to what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 4>>about normal in size to what you might expect though chubbier in build than normal<</if>>. Holding your baby in your arms, you suspect <<if $bornChildTemplate.Father <= 5>>you might never know who it’s father was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 6>>that it’s father was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 7>>that it’s father was a tentacle creature, but are unable to figure out the specific tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 8>>that it’s father was likely Davis the facility agent<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 9>>that it’s father was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 10>>that it’s father was likely Agent Gary the corrupt security guard<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had a name planned. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable to breed’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from mothers like yourself are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. The standard payment to mothers in your position who put their child up for adoption would be for a <<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>fox furry<</if>> child from a <<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>>prestigious mother<<else>>non-prestigious mother, no offense<</if>>, about _childAdoptValue G.G.P. At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from giving birth to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation.<<if $childrenBirthed >= 3 && !$breederTrait>><<set $breederTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to conceiving and birthing children, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future.<<elseif $childrenBirthed >= 10 && !$broodmareTrait>><<set $broodmareTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become expertly accustomed to conceiving and birthing children, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentPregnancy.length>>[[Keep the child|Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt Final Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt Final Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt Final End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt Final End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<</if>>

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As she explores further, humming softly, the movement from within you becomes increasingly stronger by the second, pregnancy contractions pulsing through you letting you know that you’re about to give birth any moment now. "Everything looks fine, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is fully dilated now, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do is, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of your vagina. Answering with a brief, "Uhhhh!", as you try to concentrate through the quickening contractions, you’re thankful that everything Monica has told you has been true, the process feeling tiring and strange, but not painful at all. That’s when you feel it, pressure and movement aimed towards one single goal, for your baby to exit your body. Your midwife speaking encouraging words to you that bounce off of your focused mind, you begin to push with all of your might, trying to get your baby out of you. Using muscles that you didn’t think you even had, it feels like it’s working, your vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of you, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to take a look at it. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to you, congratulating you, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for you and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. Other than that you’d say <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is <<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>>completely human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>>possibly part slime, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form gloopy and translucent yet humanoid in nature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>>possibly part tentacle monster, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form mostly humanoid other than a few extra tentacles sprouting out of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> back<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>>possibly part bunny-person, little bunny ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>>possibly part robot, parts of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> skin appearing to be metallic or plastic panels being the only real sign of it<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>>possibly part fox-person, little fox ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below, not to mention the general fox-like fur and other features<</if>>, your child also being <<if $bornChildTemplate.Size == 1>>a little undersized from what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 2>>about normal in size to what you might expect<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 3>>a little bigger in size to what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 4>>about normal in size to what you might expect though chubbier in build than normal<</if>>. Holding your baby in your arms, you suspect <<if $bornChildTemplate.Father <= 5>>you might never know who it’s father was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 6>>that it’s father was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 7>>that it’s father was a tentacle creature, but are unable to figure out the specific tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 8>>that it’s father was likely Davis the facility agent<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 9>>that it’s father was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 10>>that it’s father was likely Agent Gary the corrupt security guard<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had a name planned. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable to breed’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from mothers like yourself are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. The standard payment to mothers in your position who put their child up for adoption would be for a <<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>fox furry<</if>> child from a <<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>>prestigious mother<<else>>non-prestigious mother, no offense<</if>>, about _childAdoptValue G.G.P. At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from giving birth to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation.<<if $childrenBirthed >= 3 && !$breederTrait>><<set $breederTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to conceiving and birthing children, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future.<<elseif $childrenBirthed >= 10 && !$broodmareTrait>><<set $broodmareTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become expertly accustomed to conceiving and birthing children, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentPregnancy.length>>[[Keep the child|Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt Final Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt Final Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt Final End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt Final End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<</if>>

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"That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentPregnancy[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentPregnancy[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentPregnancy[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentPregnancy[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<</if>> Pacing back over so she’s standing between your splayed legs, Monica cheerily continues, "Looks like we have some especially good news too! Seems like you have another bun in the oven ready to come out. Again, I think it’ll be popping out in a minute or two. You’ll need to do just the same things you did wonderfully last time, wait until it’s ready to come and then push it out. This one should be even easier given that you’re already fully dilated", her hands brushing against your vagina. Cradling your still hugely pregnant stomach, you take in a deep breath as Monica’s fingers gently press against your labia, the doctor almost entirely obscured from view by your pregnancy belly. As she explores further, humming softly, the movement from within you becomes increasingly stronger by the second, more waves of pregnancy contractions pulsing through you, letting you know that you’re about to give birth again any moment now. "Everything looks fine, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is back to being fully dilated, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do is, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of your vagina. Answering with a brief, "Uhhhh!", as you try to concentrate through the quickening contractions, you’re thankful that everything Monica has told you has been true, the process once again feeling tiring and strange, but not painful at all. That’s when you feel it, pressure and movement aimed towards one single goal, for your baby to exit your body. Your midwife speaking encouraging words to you that bounce off of your focused mind, you begin to push with all of your might, trying to get your baby out of you. Using muscles that you didn’t think you even had, it feels like it’s working, your vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of you, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to take a look at it. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to you, congratulating you, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for you and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. Other than that you’d say <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is <<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>>completely human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>>possibly part slime, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form gloopy and translucent yet humanoid in nature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>>possibly part tentacle monster, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form mostly humanoid other than a few extra tentacles sprouting out of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> back<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>>possibly part bunny-person, little bunny ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>>possibly part robot, parts of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> skin appearing to be metallic or plastic panels being the only real sign of it<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>>possibly part fox-person, little fox ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below, not to mention the general fox-like fur and other features<</if>>, your child also being <<if $bornChildTemplate.Size == 1>>a little undersized from what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 2>>about normal in size to what you might expect<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 3>>a little bigger in size to what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 4>>about normal in size to what you might expect though chubbier in build than normal<</if>>. Holding your baby in your arms, you suspect <<if $bornChildTemplate.Father <= 5>>you might never know who it’s father was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 6>>that it’s father was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 7>>that it’s father was a tentacle creature, but are unable to figure out the specific tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 8>>that it’s father was likely Davis the facility agent<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 9>>that it’s father was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 10>>that it’s father was likely Agent Gary the corrupt security guard<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had a name planned. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable to breed’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from mothers like yourself are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. 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At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from giving birth to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation.<<if $childrenBirthed >= 3 && !$breederTrait>><<set $breederTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to conceiving and birthing children, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future.<<elseif $childrenBirthed >= 10 && !$broodmareTrait>><<set $broodmareTrait = true>>It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become expertly accustomed to conceiving and birthing children, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentPregnancy.length>>[[Keep the child|Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt Final Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt Final Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt Final End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Room Wait Pregnancy Interrupt Final End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<</if>>

<<if $holderBool>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to keep <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you an infectiously joyful smile in return. "That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<</if>> Walking back over to you so she’s standing beside you, Monica cheerily continues, "That seems to be everything. You’ll just need to wait a moment more for your body to return to normal. While we wait for that, it might be a good time for us to quickly go over our records one last time", her hands carefully removing your legs from the stirrups, which she also in turn resets beneath the reclined chair. Answering a short, "Okay", as you watch her move around the doctor’s office to find the tablet, you start moving your legs around to relieve them of the stiffness they’ve built up whilst propped up in place. Glancing down at them, you notice that your belly has flattened out significantly since giving birth to your <<if $currentPregnancy.length == 1>>child<<else>>children<</if>>. Visibly before your very eyes, in fact, you watch as it continues to slowly flatten back to normal, leaving not even a hint of stretch marks or other issues behind. It’s also while you’re taking account of your body’s rapid changes, that Monica proffers the tablet she was searching for over to you, the previously mentioned record in full focus on the screen. <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><table class="singleTable"> <th>Pregnancy Report</th> <<for _i = $childrenAll - $currentPregnancy.length; _i < $childrenAll; _i++>><tr><td>$completeChildrenList[_i].Name Child Number: $completeChildrenList[_i].Number Father: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 7>>Unknown tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 8>>Agent Davis<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 9>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 10>>Agent Gary<</if>> Mother: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 7>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 8>>Tilly<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 9>>Jess<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 10>>Alice<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 11>>Jasmine<</if>> Species: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>>Human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>>Part-slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>>Part-tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>>Part-bunny-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>>Partly-cybernetic-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>>Fox-furry<</if>> Gender: $completeChildrenList[_i].Gender Build: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 1>>Slightly undersized<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 2>>Average<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 3>>Above average size<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 4>>Chubby<</if>> Hair: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Hair>>Short $completeChildrenList[_i].HairColour<<else>>Bald<</if>> Skin Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].SkinColour Eye Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].EyeColour Birthing Value: <<capture _childBirthPayout>><<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>><</if>>_childBirthPayout<</capture>> Adoption Value: <<capture _childAdoptValue>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>><</if>>_childAdoptValue<</capture>> Ownership Status: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Kept>>Owned by mother<<else>>Sent for Adoption<</if>> </td></tr><</for>> </table> Directing you pleasantly, "We just need your thumb-print signature to confirm all of the included information. If you want to review any of the included records at a later point<<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) >= 1>>, or want to visit your <<if $currentPregnancy.length == 1>>child<<else>>children<</if>>,<</if>> then the facility nursery is where you’ll need to go", you do as she says, pressing your thumb down onto the touch screen. Receiving a hefty green tick appearing on the screen in turn, it seems like whatever you needed to confirm has been thoroughly confirmed. Looking over at her as you pass the tab, you ask Monica, "Is there anything else you need me to do?", waiting patiently for a response as she puts the device back in a drawer. "No, I think you’re all sorted", Monica responds warmly, gently patting you on the shoulder, "There are no charges for my services, or anything like that. And, your vital signs and physical responses all seem on top form, so no concerns there. I think you’re fit to get back on with your business as normal. You did great back there, and I look forward to seeing you again, but until then I hope you have a good day". Helped out of the gynaecologists chair by the heavily pregnant brunette, it takes a moment for your to retune your center of balance, not recently used to walking around without the pregnancy weight. But, after a few tentative steps with some support, everything feels normal again. Saying thank you and goodbye to Monica, and taking an extra moment to gather yourself together, you leave out of her office and through the Family Affair lobby, finding your way back out to the Medical Hub of the facility. <<set $pregnancyStage = 0>><<set $pregnant = false>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = -1>><<set $currentPregnancy = []>>Thinking over everything that just happened, it’s kind of jarring how quickly it all happened, the process of going through labor and giving birth taking less than half an hour. Still, you can’t help but be thankful that there wasn’t any pain involved. Slightly richer, and feeling literally lighter on your feet, you head back towards the trainee dormitories, ready to [[continue waiting in your room|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

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"That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentPregnancy[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentPregnancy[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentPregnancy[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentPregnancy[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<</if>> Pacing back over so she’s standing between your splayed legs, Monica cheerily continues, "Looks like we have some especially good news too! Seems like you have another bun in the oven ready to come out. Again, I think it’ll be popping out in a minute or two. You’ll need to do just the same things you did wonderfully last time, wait until it’s ready to come and then push it out. This one should be even easier given that you’re already fully dilated", her hands brushing against your vagina. Cradling your still hugely pregnant stomach, you take in a deep breath as Monica’s fingers gently press against your labia, the doctor almost entirely obscured from view by your pregnancy belly. As she explores further, humming softly, the movement from within you becomes increasingly stronger by the second, more waves of pregnancy contractions pulsing through you, letting you know that you’re about to give birth again any moment now. "Everything looks fine, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is back to being fully dilated, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do is, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of your vagina. Answering with a brief, "Uhhhh!", as you try to concentrate through the quickening contractions, you’re thankful that everything Monica has told you has been true, the process once again feeling tiring and strange, but not painful at all. That’s when you feel it, pressure and movement aimed towards one single goal, for your baby to exit your body. Your midwife speaking encouraging words to you that bounce off of your focused mind, you begin to push with all of your might, trying to get your baby out of you. Using muscles that you didn’t think you even had, it feels like it’s working, your vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of you, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to take a look at it. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to you, congratulating you, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for you and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. Other than that you’d say <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is <<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>>completely human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>>possibly part slime, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form gloopy and translucent yet humanoid in nature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>>possibly part tentacle monster, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form mostly humanoid other than a few extra tentacles sprouting out of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> back<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>>possibly part bunny-person, little bunny ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>>possibly part robot, parts of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> skin appearing to be metallic or plastic panels being the only real sign of it<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>>possibly part fox-person, little fox ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below, not to mention the general fox-like fur and other features<</if>>, your child also being <<if $bornChildTemplate.Size == 1>>a little undersized from what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 2>>about normal in size to what you might expect<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 3>>a little bigger in size to what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 4>>about normal in size to what you might expect though chubbier in build than normal<</if>>. Holding your baby in your arms, you suspect <<if $bornChildTemplate.Father <= 5>>you might never know who it’s father was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 6>>that it’s father was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 7>>that it’s father was a tentacle creature, but are unable to figure out the specific tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 8>>that it’s father was likely Davis the facility agent<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 9>>that it’s father was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Father == 10>>that it’s father was likely Agent Gary the corrupt security guard<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had a name planned. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable to breed’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from mothers like yourself are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. The standard payment to mothers in your position who put their child up for adoption would be for a <<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>fox furry<</if>> child from a <<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>>prestigious mother<<else>>non-prestigious mother, no offense<</if>>, about _childAdoptValue G.G.P. At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from giving birth to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation.<<if $childrenBirthed >= 3 && !$breederTrait>><<set $breederTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to conceiving and birthing children, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future.<<elseif $childrenBirthed >= 10 && !$broodmareTrait>><<set $broodmareTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become expertly accustomed to conceiving and birthing children, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentPregnancy.length>>[[Keep the child|Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt Final Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt Final Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt Final End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Wake Up Pregnancy Interrupt Final End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<</if>>

<<if $holderBool>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to keep <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you an infectiously joyful smile in return. "That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentPregnancy[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<</if>> Walking back over to you so she’s standing beside you, Monica cheerily continues, "That seems to be everything. You’ll just need to wait a moment more for your body to return to normal. While we wait for that, it might be a good time for us to quickly go over our records one last time", her hands carefully removing your legs from the stirrups, which she also in turn resets beneath the reclined chair. Answering a short, "Okay", as you watch her move around the doctor’s office to find the tablet, you start moving your legs around to relieve them of the stiffness they’ve built up whilst propped up in place. Glancing down at them, you notice that your belly has flattened out significantly since giving birth to your <<if $currentPregnancy.length == 1>>child<<else>>children<</if>>. Visibly before your very eyes, in fact, you watch as it continues to slowly flatten back to normal, leaving not even a hint of stretch marks or other issues behind. It’s also while you’re taking account of your body’s rapid changes, that Monica proffers the tablet she was searching for over to you, the previously mentioned record in full focus on the screen. <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><table class="singleTable"> <th>Pregnancy Report</th> <<for _i = $childrenAll - $currentPregnancy.length; _i < $childrenAll; _i++>><tr><td>$completeChildrenList[_i].Name Child Number: $completeChildrenList[_i].Number Father: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 7>>Unknown tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 8>>Agent Davis<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 9>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 10>>Agent Gary<</if>> Mother: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 7>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 8>>Tilly<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 9>>Jess<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 10>>Alice<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 11>>Jasmine<</if>> Species: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>>Human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>>Part-slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>>Part-tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>>Part-bunny-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>>Partly-cybernetic-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>>Fox-furry<</if>> Gender: $completeChildrenList[_i].Gender Build: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 1>>Slightly undersized<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 2>>Average<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 3>>Above average size<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 4>>Chubby<</if>> Hair: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Hair>>Short $completeChildrenList[_i].HairColour<<else>>Bald<</if>> Skin Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].SkinColour Eye Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].EyeColour Birthing Value: <<capture _childBirthPayout>><<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>><</if>>_childBirthPayout<</capture>> Adoption Value: <<capture _childAdoptValue>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>><</if>>_childAdoptValue<</capture>> Ownership Status: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Kept>>Owned by mother<<else>>Sent for Adoption<</if>> </td></tr><</for>> </table> Directing you pleasantly, "We just need your thumb-print signature to confirm all of the included information. If you want to review any of the included records at a later point<<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) >= 1>>, or want to visit your <<if $currentPregnancy.length == 1>>child<<else>>children<</if>>,<</if>> then the facility nursery is where you’ll need to go", you do as she says, pressing your thumb down onto the touch screen. Receiving a hefty green tick appearing on the screen in turn, it seems like whatever you needed to confirm has been thoroughly confirmed. Looking over at her as you pass the tab, you ask Monica, "Is there anything else you need me to do?", waiting patiently for a response as she puts the device back in a drawer. "No, I think you’re all sorted", Monica responds warmly, gently patting you on the shoulder, "There are no charges for my services, or anything like that. And, your vital signs and physical responses all seem on top form, so no concerns there. I think you’re fit to get back on with your business as normal. You did great back there, and I look forward to seeing you again, but until then I hope you have a good day". Helped out of the gynaecologists chair by the heavily pregnant brunette, it takes a moment for your to retune your center of balance, not recently used to walking around without the pregnancy weight. But, after a few tentative steps with some support, everything feels normal again. Saying thank you and goodbye to Monica, and taking an extra moment to gather yourself together, you leave out of her office and through the Family Affair lobby, finding your way back out to the Medical Hub of the facility. <<set $pregnancyStage = 0>><<set $pregnant = false>><<set $pregnancyCountDown = -1>><<set $currentPregnancy = []>>Thinking over everything that just happened, it’s kind of jarring how quickly it all happened, the process of going through labor and giving birth taking less than half an hour. Still, you can’t help but be thankful that there wasn’t any pain involved. Slightly richer, and feeling literally lighter on your feet, you head back towards the trainee dormitories, ready to [[continue getting ready to start your day|interuptDestinationMorning( $intendedLocation )]].

As you approach the extremely clean entrance to the facility’s childcare center, the first thing that strikes you is the lack of windows, the automatic double door made of some kind of thick metal. At the same time you know this is the right place, seeing as it has a sign proclaiming it to be the, "TRC Nursery", mounted above the entrance. Overall, you get the impression that this location is well-defended, additional security measures likely hidden from view on top of what you can see. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/TRCNursery.png]]</div> The automatic doors shifting open with a loud, "CLUNK!", as you get in front them, taking longer than you might otherwise have thought. Passing within, you’re met by a reasonable-sized foyer almost entirely lacking furniture. Clean and sterile, with white tile floors and white painted concrete walls, it’s a very spartan and functional space. You do spot a few doors out of the room, though they are all only slightly less heavy-duty than the door you passed through to enter, security still seemingly a high priority. Other than that all that is left in the room are a few tablet computers mounted on one of the walls, and a robotic figure waiting in the middle of the floor space. Whirring to attention, you see a 5 ft 6 robotic figure that is somewhat similar in rough body shape to a human. However, as you look further down her form the changes become more apparent, her lower half bulking out with tank-like tracks used to allow her to move. Her upper chassis is sleek and white, a painted metal shaped somewhat like the silhouette of a human female from the waist up, including two protrusions that resemble breasts. The face, meanwhile, is much different, the head flattened compared to that of a human’s, with a heavily pixilated screen mounted into the space that currently shows a rough LED approximation to a smiling face.<<if visited() > 1>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be the robotic matron of the nursery.<</if>> <<if visited() <= 1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RoboticMatronLarge.png]]</div>Noticing your presence, the robotic figure advances on you with its slow-moving tire tracks, parking a few feet away from you. With a particularly robotic and monotone voice, it calls out to you, "Welcome trainee resident $firstName $secondName. You are currently standing in the foyer of the, ‘The Repurposing Center Nursery Complex’. Here we manage all of the child care needs of the facility. I am the robotic matron. What do you require of me?", the way she speaks giving you the impression that her speech is largely pre-recorded, or at least pre-written. Wanting to know more about the nursery, and why it has such stringent security, you ask, "Hello … robot matron. What exactly is this place, and why is there so much security?", awaiting a response. The faceplate of the mechanical being flashing through various symbols for a second, she soon responds, "This is the, ‘The Repurposing Center Nursery Complex’. We manage all of the child care needs of the facility. The protection of children is of the utmost importance therefore maximum security precautions are in place. We have extensive education and childcare facilities at our disposal, caring for children from birth up and to the age of adult-hood. By law due to the sexual nature of the, ‘The Repurposing Center’, children are kept away from the potentially dangerous and highly sexual main body of the facility. Visiting of children by their parents and family is permitted. As is the removal of children by their parents as long as such removal does not contravene any law regarding children visiting the main body of the facility. I hope this information helps you". Pushing further to figure out exactly what you can and can’t do, you continue, "So I can visit any children I’m a parent of?". With a similar display of strange symbols on her faceplate, the robotic matron responds to you at a much more rapid pace than previously, "Yes. Parents who retain parental rights may visit their offspring. Such decisions regarding children you hold parental rights for are accessible through your Parental Interface. We also allow any facility resident or visitor to view their Parental Record. Do you wish to view either of these information display’s?". Nodding to yourself, it does seem that most everything you can do here is handled through an automated system. Though, it does feel like the children in the care of the robotic matron are under a significant amount of care and protection too.<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/RoboticMatronSmall.png]]</div>Noticing your presence, the robotic matron advances on you with its slow-moving tire tracks, parking a few feet away from you. With a particularly robotic and monotone voice, it calls out to you, "Welcome back trainee resident $firstName $secondName. You are currently standing in the foyer of the, ‘The Repurposing Center Nursery Complex’. Here we manage all of the child care needs of the facility. I am the robotic matron. What do you require of me?", the way she speaks giving you the impression that her speech is largely pre-recorded, or at least pre-written. Wanting to know more about the nursery, and why it has such stringent security, you ask, "Hello again robot matron. What options do I have available to me?", awaiting a response. With a display of strange symbols on her faceplate, the robotic matron responds to you, "Yes. If you are a parent then decisions regarding children you hold parental rights for are accessible through your Parental Interface. We also allow any facility resident or visitor to view their Parental Record. Do you wish to view either of these information display’s?". Nodding to yourself, it does seem that most everything you can do here is handled through an automated system. Though, it does feel like the children in the care of the robotic matron are under a significant amount of care and protection too.<</if>> Do you: [[Consult your Parental Interface|TRC Nursery Children]] [[View your Parental Record|TRC Nursery Child Directory]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Medical Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

Asking the robotic matron, "Can I see my Parental Interface", the machine’s pixelated faceplate flashes a variety of different coloured signals. The display returning back to her standard face-like facsimile, she responds in a monotone voice, "Parental Interface request accepted. Please follow me", as she begins slowly moving away from you over to a wall mounted terminal. The screen springing to life as she approaches, you watch as it begins to go through a number of screens as it searches for your specific set of data. Finally finding it, the robotic matron moves off to one side, letting you approach it while she seemingly supervises you. The data all on the screen, you begin to look at the data for all the children you currently have custody over, the touch screen offering additional options for each of them. <hr> <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><table class="singleTable"> <th>Parental Interface</th> <<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) == 0>><tr><td>None</td></tr><<else>><<for _i = 0; _i < $ownedChildrenList.length; _i++>><tr><td>$ownedChildrenList[_i].Name Child Number: $ownedChildrenList[_i].Number Father: <<if $ownedChildrenList[_i].Father == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Father <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Father == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Father == 7>>Unknown tentacle-creature<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Father == 8>>Agent Davis<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Father == 9>>Villin<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Father == 10>>Agent Gary<</if>> Mother: <<if $ownedChildrenList[_i].Mother == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Mother <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Mother == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Mother == 7>>Villin<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Mother == 8>>Tilly<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Mother == 9>>Jess<</if>> Species: <<if $ownedChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>>Human<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>>Part-slime<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>>Part-tentacle-creature<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>>Part-bunny-human<</if>> Gender: $ownedChildrenList[_i].Gender Build: <<if $ownedChildrenList[_i].Size == 1>>Slightly undersized<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Size == 2>>Average<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Size == 3>>Above average size<<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Size == 4>>Chubby<</if>> Hair: <<if $ownedChildrenList[_i].Hair>>Short $ownedChildrenList[_i].HairColour<<else>>Bald<</if>> Skin Colour: $ownedChildrenList[_i].SkinColour Eye Colour: $ownedChildrenList[_i].EyeColour Birthing Value: <<capture _childBirthPayout>><<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $ownedChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>><<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>><</if>>_childBirthPayout<</capture>> Adoption Value: <<capture _childAdoptValue>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $ownedChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>><<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $ownedChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>><</if>>_childAdoptValue Ownership Status: <<if $ownedChildrenList[_i].Kept>>Owned by mother<<else>>Sent for Adoption<</if>> [[Put up for adoption|TRC Nursery Children][$ggp += _childAdoptValue; $childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $completeChildrenList[($ownedChildrenList[_i].Number - 1)].Kept = false; $ownedChildrenList.splice(_i, 1); $childCareUpkeep -= 50; if($childCareUpkeep < 450){$upkeep -= 50;};]]<</capture>> </td></tr><</for>><</if>> </table> [[Finish looking at your Parental Interface|TRC Nursery]]

TBD

Asking the robotic matron, "Can I see my Parental Record", the machine’s pixelated faceplate flashes a variety of different coloured signals. The display returning back to her standard face-like facsimile, she responds in a monotone voice, "Parental Record request accepted. Please follow me", as she begins slowly moving away from you over to a wall mounted terminal. The screen springing to life as she approaches, you watch as it begins to go through a number of screens as it searches for your record. Finally finding it, the robotic matron moves off to one side, letting you approach it while she seemingly supervises you. The data all on the screen, slowly scrolling down for your convenience, you begin to look at the record of all the children you’ve helped to create since coming to the facility. <hr> <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><table class="singleTable"> <th>Parental Record</th> <<if $completeChildrenList.length == 0>><tr><td>None</td></tr><<else>><<for _i = 0; _i < $childrenAll; _i++>><tr><td>$completeChildrenList[_i].Name Child Number: $completeChildrenList[_i].Number Father: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 7>>Unknown tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 8>>Agent Davis<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 9>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 10>>Agent Gary<</if>> Mother: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 7>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 8>>Tilly<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 9>>Jess<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 10>>Alice<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 11>>Jasmine<</if>> Species: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>>Human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>>Part-slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>>Part-tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>>Part-bunny-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>>Partly-cybernetic-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>>Fox-furry<</if>> Gender: $completeChildrenList[_i].Gender Build: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 1>>Slightly undersized<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 2>>Average<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 3>>Above average size<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 4>>Chubby<</if>> Hair: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Hair>>Short $completeChildrenList[_i].HairColour<<else>>Bald<</if>> Skin Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].SkinColour Eye Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].EyeColour Birthing Value: <<capture _childBirthPayout>><<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>><</if>>_childBirthPayout<</capture>> Adoption Value: <<capture _childAdoptValue>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>><</if>>_childAdoptValue<</capture>> Ownership Status: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Kept>>Owned by mother<<else>>Sent for Adoption<</if>> </td></tr><</for>><</if>> </table> [[Finish looking at your Parental Record|TRC Nursery]]

Walking over to your wardrobe, you open the doors on it fully, setting the mirrored door in such a way that the mirror is well-positioned. With that done, you move in front of it, taking a look at your full appearance. <<examinePlayerImage 0>> <a data-passage="Room Hub">Finish looking in the mirror</a>

"An extremely simple procedure", answers Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Cosmetic alterations to the subjects skin have never been too difficult. These days it’s even an easier process to adjust the surface of the skin to whatever circumstances are desired". He gestures for you to stay where you are as he begins looking in a desk drawer. Coming back after a moment with a small vial, filled with a clear liquid, in hand. "All you will need to do here is drink this mixture. The medicine in this vial after swallowing will spread out within your system to make your desired improvements", Radcliff explains. Your worries at least partially mitigated, you take the vial and swallow its contents. It tastes of faintly of strawberries you think as the liquid flows down your throat. With nothing else to do but wait you take a seat, thinking it best to be sitting just in case something weird happens. After 5 minutes you can't say you can recognise any changes, you feel a little warm in the face but that's it. You signal for Dr.Radcliff, worried that nothing has changed. However from the smile on his face your concerns quickly disappear. The doctor looks on appraisingly for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that your face now has <<if $faceFreckles == 0>>absolutely no freckles upon it<<elseif $faceFreckles == 1>>a light sprinkling of small faint freckles on your cheeks<<elseif $faceFreckles == 2>>a medium sprinkling of freckles across your cheeks<<elseif $faceFreckles == 3>>a dense spattering of freckles across your entire face<</if>>. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"An extremely simple procedure", answers Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Cosmetic alterations to the subjects skin have never been too difficult. These days it’s even an easier process to adjust the surface of the skin to whatever circumstances are desired, including clearing up freckling". He gestures for you to stay where you are as he begins looking in a desk drawer. Coming back after a moment with a small vial, filled with a clear liquid, in hand. "All you will need to do here is drink this mixture. The medicine in this vial after swallowing will spread out within your system to make your desired improvements to reduce your freckling", Radcliff explains. Your worries at least partially mitigated, you take the vial and swallow its contents. It tastes of faintly of lemons you think as the liquid flows down your throat. With nothing else to do but wait you take a seat, thinking it best to be sitting just in case something weird happens. After 5 minutes you can't say you can recognise any changes, you feel a little warm in the face but that's it. You signal for Dr.Radcliff, worried that nothing has changed. However from the smile on his face your concerns quickly disappear. The doctor looks on appraisingly for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that your face now has <<if $faceFreckles == 0>>absolutely no freckles upon it<<elseif $faceFreckles == 1>>a light sprinkling of small faint freckles on your cheeks<<elseif $faceFreckles == 2>>a medium sprinkling of freckles across your cheeks<<elseif $faceFreckles == 3>>a dense spattering of freckles across your entire face<</if>>. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"An extremely simple procedure", answers Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Cosmetic alterations to the subjects skin have never been too difficult. These days it’s even an easier process to adjust the surface of the skin to whatever circumstances are desired". He gestures for you to stay where you are as he begins looking in a desk drawer. Coming back after a moment with a small vial, filled with a clear liquid, in hand. "All you will need to do here is drink this mixture. The medicine in this vial after swallowing will spread out within your system to make your desired improvements", Radcliff explains. Your worries at least partially mitigated, you take the vial and swallow its contents. It tastes of faintly of strawberries you think as the liquid flows down your throat. With nothing else to do but wait you take a seat, thinking it best to be sitting just in case something weird happens. After 5 minutes you can't say you can recognise any changes, you feel a little warm across the entirety your body but that's it. You signal for Dr.Radcliff, worried that nothing has changed. However from the smile on his face your concerns quickly disappear. The doctor looks on appraisingly for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that your body now has <<if $bodyFreckles == 0>>no freckling below your head<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 1>>a light sprinkling of small faint freckles on your shoulders<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 2>>a medium sprinkling of freckles across your shoulders and down your arms<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 3>>a dense spattering of freckles across your entire body<</if>>. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

"An extremely simple procedure", answers Dr.Radcliff as you point out your selection, "Cosmetic alterations to the subjects skin have never been too difficult. These days it’s even an easier process to adjust the surface of the skin to whatever circumstances are desired, including clearing up freckling". He gestures for you to stay where you are as he begins looking in a desk drawer. Coming back after a moment with a small vial, filled with a clear liquid, in hand. "All you will need to do here is drink this mixture. The medicine in this vial after swallowing will spread out within your system to make your desired improvements to reduce your freckling", Radcliff explains. Your worries at least partially mitigated, you take the vial and swallow its contents. It tastes of faintly of lemons you think as the liquid flows down your throat. With nothing else to do but wait you take a seat, thinking it best to be sitting just in case something weird happens. After 5 minutes you can't say you can recognise any changes, you feel a little warm across the entirety your body but that's it. You signal for Dr.Radcliff, worried that nothing has changed. However from the smile on his face your concerns quickly disappear. The doctor looks on appraisingly for a moment, before walking over with a small mirror in hand. You can clearly see that your body now has <<if $bodyFreckles == 0>>no freckling below your head<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 1>>a light sprinkling of small faint freckles on your shoulders<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 2>>a medium sprinkling of freckles across your shoulders and down your arms<<elseif $bodyFreckles == 3>>a dense spattering of freckles across your entire body<</if>>. [["Did you want anything else?"|Clinic General Transformation Options]] Asks the doctor smiling.

<<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Making your decision, you inform Lollipop, "I’d like to order please, can I get the ‘Praise Lollipop’ experience from you?", your maid grinning smugly that you’ve put in an order for her. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/LollipopSmall.png]]</div> Grabbing your wrist and starting to walk away, the expectation for you to follow her obvious, the petite blonde gloats assertively, "Lollipop knew you had good taste. Even if you have stinky non-shiny point-y things instead of money’s, Lollipop is still the best-est cat, therefore it makes sense you’d pick her. Don’t think that means Lollipop will go easy on you though, as best-cat she deserves the best-est treatment after all!". Dragged along by the head cat-girl, she takes you through the main floor of the café and through the back corridors. Everything is surprisingly nicely decorated, the staff areas all carpeted and filled with photos of the cat-maids, giving the whole place a more relaxed family feel to it. Eventually getting to a rather ornate gold inlaid wooden door with the name, "Lollipop", engraved across a plaque mounted on it, you’re led inside. Waiting until you close the door behind you, Lollipop brags, "This is Lollipop’s room, therefore you are welcome! Lollipop thinks you’ve already got your money’s worth, so she doesn’t need to do anything else, but if you say enough nice things about Lollipop then maybe she’ll be kind of nice to you too!", standing in the middle of the carpet with a confident stance. Glancing around at her room, you can’t help but agree that it’s impressive. Vaulted ceilings, thick plush carpets, everything is coloured in creams with a few pastel yellows and oranges. Fine paintings of Lollipop line the walls, along with a life-size golden statue of the cat-girl on a plinth, the breast size of all the representations of the blonde much larger than life. There’s also a huge four poster canopy bed, so big in fact that the thought of the diminutive woman sleeping in it is pretty funny. "Your room is amazing Lollipop!", you respond in awe, wondering if you voice will echo against the high moulded ceiling. Bringing your attention back to her with a loud clearing of her throat, a sulking pout plastered across her face as she stands glaring at you with her arms folded, the tiny blonde huffs, "Lollipop knows her room is super cute, and nice, and stuff. What Lollipop wants is for you to say nice things about Lollipop instead!". Not wanting to make her mad, especially after you’ve paid to get this far, you attempt to placate her by saying reassuringly, "Of course, you’re wonderful and the best cat-girl. I was just … momentarily stunned by how beautifully you’d decorated your room. You’re obviously not only attractive and a great cat-girl, but also stylish and cultured too", hoping that your compliments are enough to turn her mood around. Thankfully, Lollipop seems easily pleased by praises, grinning smugly and basking happily in your appreciation. Hear ears twitching enthusiastically, she gloats, "Yes, Lollipop is very sof-is-sticky-cat-ed, and spent tonnes of time making her room pretty. People did paintings of me, and there were lots of really pretty ones they made, but Lollipop only picked the best ones, because she wanted her room to be the best-est too. Lollipop is happy with your praise. You can take off Lollipop’s clothes now I suppose, though remember to be gentle and adoring to me!". As your short cat-maid spreads her arms out to her sides, waiting expectantly, you move over towards her. Getting behind her to begin unbuttoning the back of her small black maid dress, you make sure to be gentle as you try to please Lollipop, carefully slipping the shoulder straps over her arms. With no bra underneath, as you slip the dress down to the floor you get a good view of the only clothing left to take her out of, a thin white cotton pair of panties hugging her petite rear. Slipping a finger into them on either side, in the process brushing up against the cat-girl’s silky skin, you slide them too to the floor, leaving your partner completely naked. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">> But that’s not all. Knowing you should be nude too, you get yourself out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, putting them carefully to one side.<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">> But that’s not all. Knowing you should be nude too, you get yourself out of your $currentClothing, putting them carefully to one side.<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">> But that’s not all. Knowing you should be nude too, you get yourself out of your $currentUnderwear, putting them carefully to one side.<</if>> Getting down onto her knees, the confident cat-maid stares up at you haughtily, "Lollipop is nake-y now, you may stare at her best-est sexy body! That’s enough staring, now give Lollipop head pat’s for being the best-est cat-girl. Lollipop needs head pats now!", her demands starting to sound increasingly sexual, though that might just be a result of the beautiful petite cat-girl sprawled out naked in front of you. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Sex Scenes/LollipopHeadPat.jpg]]</div> "Like this?", you ask as you lean forward, gently placing your hand atop of her silky and perfectly maintained hair, getting a soft hum immediately in return. What’s more, you’re sure you notice a hint of something lusty and musky waft past your nose, your encounter getting ever more heated by the moment. Looking up at you through heavily lidded eyes, Lollipop practically moans, "More nice things! Say more nice things about Lollipop! And more pats too!", her hands sinking down between her thighs, as you hear a slight wet sound. Patting her on the head again, making sure to be careful and not too rough with her, you comment, "You’re very pretty Lollipop, and your hair is so well looked after and soft. Such a sexy and amazing cat-girl. So delicate, and so graceful", your partner closing her eyes and humming happily as you do, basking in the enjoyment of the situation. Obviously playing with her pussy, Lollipop, bites her lip, opening her lust-filled eyes as she stares up at you. "Okay, Lollipop supposes you’ve done a good job adoring Lollipop. Get down on floor now, and lie down. Don’t do anything though. As top best-est cat, Lollipop is in charge, so you have to do what I say!", her hands finally slipping away from her damp slit as she starts to get up. <<if $penis || ($strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")>><<set $timesFuckedPussy += 1>>Doing as commanded, you start to sink to the ground lying down<<if !$penis>>. Though before that you grab your $currentStrapOnDildo filled strap-on and buckle it up, figuring that this is the best time to do so<</if>>. Your back nestled against the thick white carpet, instantly feeling the luxury craftsmanship of it, you try to stay still not wanting to disappoint Lollipop, your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock standing at attention<<else>>faux-cock hard and ready for action<</if>>. Meanwhile, Lollipop now looks down on you from above, relishing the moment of having you at her feet. Haughtily remarking, "Well, Lollipop <<if $penis && $penisSize <= 1>>is disappointed in having such a tiny dick-y to play with, but she’ll manage somehow<<elseif $penis && $penisSize <= 3>>is okay with your dick-y, it looks okay enough at least<<elseif $penis>>is happy with your big dick-y, all the more to fill her up nice and full<<else>>is okay with a fake dick-y, better than not having a dick-y at least<</if>>", she swings a leg over you. Facing you, she slowly begins to descend down onto your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>strap-on<</if>>, taking hold of it roughly to guide it into her already soaked delicate cunt. Getting herself snug seated on top of you, she grins, staring down at you again. You begin to say, "What shou…", but the glare that you get from doing so quickly silences you. Instead, Lollipop continues, "Lollipop said that Lollipop makes the rules, and the first rule is that you don’t do anything. Until Lollipop is done with it your <<if $penis && $penisSize <= 1>>tiny dick-y<<elseif $penis && $penisSize <= 3>>okay dick-y<<elseif $penis>>big dick-y<<else>>fake dick-y<</if>> is Lollipop’s to play with. So, no speaking, no moving … wait, it’s okay if you say more nice things about me, but still no moving!", squeezing her thighs uncomfortably tightly together around your rod for emphasis. Keeping quiet now, Lollipop begins to roll her hips, slowly grinding against you. It feels amazing, though you get the impression that your pleasure isn’t her consideration. Instead, Lollipop seems to be focused more on her own satisfaction, yet she’s also fixated on watching your expression, likely enjoying the chance to have you completely at her mercy. As the pleasurable sensations from her actions increase, her pussy warmly embracing your <<if $penis>>rock-hard dick<<else>>surprisingly sensitive dildo<</if>>, you begin to wonder something. Is Lollipop actually going to let you cum? Worry starting to cross your mind, her smug grin still staring down at you, you know that all you can do is praise her and hope it works to put her in a good mood. Your climax in her hands, you hold back a moan as you practically whimper, "Lollipop is such a … wonderfully beautiful and sexy cat-girl! Her pussy is the best pussy ever! She’s like a delicate cat-girl goddess! Lollipop deserves to be pampered and worshiped like the amazing beauty she is!", your words becoming increasingly frantic as she increases her pace with each compliment, clearly getting into it. "Lollipop is best!", she cries out, now holding onto your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breasts<</if>> for leverage as she hops up and down on your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>strap-on<</if>>, "Lollipop has decided that she’ll let you cum … but only after Lollipop, because Lollipop is still most in charge-est person here!", her frenzied humping becoming ever more energetic. Groaning, "Lollipop is the … best cat-girl", it all finally happens at once. Barely able to keep yourself from cumming, you’re relieved when Lollipop bursts first, her tiny form spasming atop of you as a dramatic orgasm rolls through her. Meanwhile, her cunt suffers a similar fate, milking you for all it’s worth and spurring on your own orgasm. Your super sensitive <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>pussy<</if>> overcome with sensation, you cum too, sending a <<if $penis>>thick load of cum straight into her feminine depths<<else>>spattering of fem-cum down your strap-on and straight into her feminine depths<</if>>.<<else>><<set $timesLesbianSex += 1>>Doing as commanded, you start to sink to the ground lying down. Your back nestled against the thick white carpet, instantly feeling the luxury craftsmanship of it, you try to stay still not wanting to disappoint Lollipop, your pussy moistening at the thought of what’s to come. Meanwhile, Lollipop now looks down on you from above, relishing the moment of having you at her feet. Haughtily remarking, "Well, Lollipop prefers a dick-y or at least a fake dick-y, but Lollipop will manage with a fuck-y hole. Maybe next time Lollipop should ride your face instead, as Lollipop likes that more that rubbing sex’s", she swings a leg in between your own spread legs. Facing you, she slowly begins to descend down, finding herself in a position on top where she has one leg over you and one under, your pussy roughly pressed against her already soaked delicate cunt. Getting herself snug seated basically on top of you, she grins, staring down at you again. You begin to say, "What shou…", but the glare that you get from doing so quickly silences you. Instead, Lollipop continues, "Lollipop said that Lollipop makes the rules, and the first rule is that you don’t do anything. Until Lollipop is done with it your fuck-y hole is Lollipop’s to play with. So, no speaking, no moving … wait, it’s okay if you say more nice things about me, but still no moving!", squeezing her thighs uncomfortably tightly together around your mound for emphasis. Keeping quiet now, Lollipop begins to roll her hips, slowly grinding against you. It feels amazing, though you get the impression that your pleasure isn’t her consideration. Instead, Lollipop seems to be focused more on her own satisfaction, yet she’s also fixated on watching your expression, likely enjoying the chance to have you completely at her mercy. As the pleasurable sensations from her actions increase, her pussy warmly embracing your own, you begin to wonder something. Is Lollipop actually going to let you cum? Worry starting to cross your mind, her smug grin still staring down at you, you know that all you can do is praise her and hope it works to put her in a good mood. Your climax in her hands, you hold back a moan as you practically whimper, "Lollipop is such a … wonderfully beautiful and sexy cat-girl! Her pussy is the best pussy ever! She’s like a delicate cat-girl goddess! Lollipop deserves to be pampered and worshiped like the amazing beauty she is!", your words becoming increasingly frantic as she increases her pace with each compliment, clearly getting into it. "Lollipop is best!", she cries out, now holding onto your <<if $breastSize == 0>>chest<<else>>breasts<</if>> for leverage as she rams forward and back against your cunt, "Lollipop has decided that she’ll let you cum … but only after Lollipop, because Lollipop is still most in charge-est person here!", her frenzied humping becoming ever more energetic. Groaning, "Lollipop is the … best cat-girl", it all finally happens at once. Barely able to keep yourself from cumming, you’re relieved when Lollipop bursts first, her tiny form spasming atop of you as a dramatic orgasm rolls through her. Meanwhile, her cunt sprays you with her juices, shuddering against you and spurring on your own orgasm. Your super sensitive pussy overcome with sensation, you cum too, sending a wave of fem-cum back at her, leaving your crotches both soaked through.<</if>> Panting atop of you, the tiny blonde cat-girl murmurs, "Lollipop supposes … that was … good enough. You did good … made Lollipop happy …". Cuddling her for a moment, feeling that her last comment was likely her way of being nice to you, your respond, "That was great. You’re really hot Lollipop", getting a short hum of appreciation back in return. However, things can’t stay like this for too long. Before you know it Lollipop is having to get up, asking you to help her clean herself up with a thick towel and, and to get her back into her sexy black maid uniform. You also take a moment to recover, getting everything back in order while you have a chance, Lollipop giving you some time to do so as she stares in a vanity mirror to check that her hair isn’t messed up. Giving you a quick kiss on the cheek, that comes off as the only thing that has actually embarrassed her about the whole experience if the blush on her cheeks is anything to go by, you’re led back out of her room. Passing down the well-furnished corridors once again, it’s not long before you find yourself back out in the main floor area of the café. Brought back up to the front by Lollipop, she takes you back to the services menu, commenting gleefully, "Thank you for your money’s, please buy more!". Once again presented with the services menu, you [[take another look at it|Pussy Lickers Girls Menu]].

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Placing the weighty large handled tray of cleaning supplies onto the counter of the staff break room, you begin going about your work. Your task this time was to clean one of the many staff break rooms for the facility, which isn’t too surprising really, especially when the main selling point of their services is that you’re served by sexy cat-maid’s. Still the work isn’t too tough, mostly just putting things in the bin and some light wiping down of surfaces, as most of the other cleaning is automated by the high-tech rooms. Looking it all over, you get the impression that this break room is meant more for the guards and security agents of the facility, and not just because of the suit of guard armour you find scattered across the tables and sofas. For example, it has pinball machines and arcade cabinets, a pool table, an absolutely huge television, junk snack food vending machines, and even a fridge full of beer. At its core, it feels more like a man-cave in some rich guys home than a break room, now complete with a cat-maid cleaning it. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/DavisSmall.png]]</div> "Hey <<if $davisDating>><<if $davisAttitude==1>>sweet-heart. Fancy seeing you around here. Can't wait until we can spend some more time together.<<elseif $davisAttitude==2>>fuck-slut. That needy for me that you’re stalking my break room now, huh my dirty whore?<</if>><<else>>$firstName. How’ve things been?<</if>> Guess you must be at work now", a masculine voice calls out, obviously coming from <<if $davisDating>>your boyfriend <</if>>Agent Davis. Now spotting the familiar brown-haired guard in his facility-issued armour, you offer a small wave to him, responding, "Hello <<if $davisDating>><<if $davisAttitude==1>>sweet-heart<<elseif $davisAttitude==2>>sir<</if>><<else>>Agent Davis<</if>>. Yeah, I’m just doing some work at the moment", pointing over to your cleaning supplies. Nodding, Agent Davis says back to you, "That makes sense then. So where are you working at today? Are you contracted directly by the facility, or are you working for one of the businesses we hire from?", obviously curious about what you’re up to, though you get the impression that his interest is more about yourself than any concern about you being in a staff break room. "Just working at Pussy Lickers, the cat-girl maid café. I’m on cleaning duty today, so they gave me a list of jobs to do and sent me on my way with the supplies", you explain back, glad to have someone to talk to for a break, cleaning on your own being a little boring even if it isn’t too strenuous. " Rubbing his chin thoughtfully, the facility security agent responds, "Huh, I thought they were a strip-club. Or was that an after hours thing they sometimes do. Anyway, it’s good to see you’re being productive and not causing any trouble. <<if $davisDating>><<if $davisAttitude==1>>I’ve got to run sweet-heart, just coming in to grab a mates gear he left behind. Hopefully I’ll see you soon though, call me when you get off shift<<elseif $davisAttitude==2>>I’m just ducking in my dirty-girl, came to grab a mates gear he left behind. You should call me later though, give me another crack at that hot body of yours<</if>><<else>>I’ve got to run $firstName, just ducking in to grab a mates gear he left behind. If you get some time we should hang out again soon, catch up and I’ll get you a drink<</if>>". Moving towards you to <<if $davisDating>><<if $davisAttitude==1>>kiss you tenderly on the lips and give you a hug<<elseif $davisAttitude==2>>stick his tongue into your mouth in a breathtakingly passionate kiss as he slaps your <<checkAss>> rear<</if>><<else>>pat you on the shoulder in a friendly manner<</if>>, he passes by and begins picking up the pieces of facility lablled body armour strewn about the room. Getting the pile in his arms, he gives you a goodbye nod, leaving you once again to your work. Though as he does you can’t help but wonder how someone ended leaving their armour here, the pieces looking too snug and warm to wear anything underneath. Sighing, you pick back up your cleaning supplies, getting back to work. It looks like you’ve done all you can, and you still have a fair number of break rooms left to clean before the end of your shift. Shrugging to yourself, you leave the staff room, moving onward to your next task and looking forward to when you’ll be done. <<include [[Cat Maid Job Cleaning End]]>>

Moving the freshly made parfait you’ve been preparing in the kitchen onto the tray, you smile to Mipsy, "I think that’s all done right. Are you ready to come and help me serve this to the customers?", hoping that she’s managed to finish the pancakes which were her part of the order to fulfil. Yawning and stretching, the unkempt red-headed cat-girl returns a tired, "Yeah … it’ll be fine …", not even looking at the dessert you’ve put together. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MipsySmall.png]]</div> Working together with the other cat-girls, most of the menu items only require one server to bring them out and offer them up to the guest. However, today you have a couple to serve, and both of them have requested different cat-maid’s to serve them, leading to the current situation where you’d delivering a parfait to the guy, and Mipsy is making the pancakes for the girl. Going on ahead, you make your way to the table, the giggling couple in their early twenties waiting expectantly for you, obviously enjoying the experience of being in Pussy Lickers. Putting on your best smile you finally reach them, placing the dessert made of whipped cream and fruit in front of the young man, saying, "Thank you for ordering the Pussy Parfait! I hope it’s really tasty, and that you enjoy it a lot! And, if you need anything, then just let me know", continuing you add, "But first I’ve got to do a special cat-maid spell on it to make it extra tasty!". Waving your hands the freshly delivered parfait, you chant theatrically, "Kitten-kapow! Make this sugary treat extra special and tasty. By the power of Kitten-pow!", pulling your hands back quickly to strike a sweet double-peace-sign pose to the amused applause of your table. It’s at this moment that Mipsy finally arrives at the table, a stacked plate in her hands. Letting it fall to the table in front of her with a clatter, Mipsy wipes away a sleepy yawn as she does. The dessert, meanwhile, looks delicious, a fluffy short stack of chocolate chip pancakes complete with whipped cream, strawberries, and a jug of warm chocolate sauce, the delightfulness of it only minorly detracted by the fact that half of one of the cakes is missing and what is there looks slightly haphazard in its aesthetics. "Pancake was tasty … thank you. I have to draw on it now, but …. so … tired …", she says to the female customer, picking up the tiny chocolate sauce jug. Watching nervously, you look on as Mipsy begins her task of personalizing the pancakes with a drawing. It looks like she’s trying hard, enjoyment and concentration burnt into her expression, the distraction of watching her making the final outcome more of a surprise. As she turns it around with a little lazy flourish, she says, "Ta-da!", as everyone takes it all in. Mipsy, it seems, has drawn a … squiggle … or maybe a snake … it’s hard to tell, but whatever it is it’s atop of the woman’s pancakes now. Happily leaving the pair to their dessert, Mipsy departs. Thankfully, the couple seem to be amused by the lazy cat-girl’s display, laughing about it and taking a picture of their orders. In fact, as you’re leaving you hear the woman comment how adorable Mispy is, and how big a tip the poor overworked cat-girl deserves, your own tip going unmentioned. Reaching the kitchens, Mipsy yawns in your direction, "Hey, was the … pancake okay?", giving you a small languid wave as she slumps over one of the counters. Rolling your eyes, you suppose that’s just what the red-headed cat-girl is like, and if the customers are happy then who are you to comment. Relieved that she’s not really your concern, you continue working on fulfilling orders from the guests that are assigned to you. <<include [[Cat Maid Job Waitress End]]>>

Getting ready for the next customer to come in, you quickly look in the mirror to make sure you’re presentable. This shift you’re on this time has you doing a fan meet and greet, where various guests get to come and talk to you briefly before taking a photo with you as a souvenir. Maybe surprisingly, many of the cat-maids have large fan followings, so these fan meets are extremely popular, and equally are seen as prestigious to be a part of by the other cat-girls. So far you’ve met a few people, most of them rather nice, if a little too energetic. Whilst you’re the newest cat-maid at Pussy Lickers, that doesn’t mean that you haven’t built up your own following. The cat-girl’s, or more specifically Popcorn with the help of Bella, run a website about the cat-maids, including regularly updated blogs, photo’s, and video clips. Of course, that also means that you have your own section of the site, though you’ve never seen it. With a knock on the door, you snap out of your thoughts, getting back to work. <<if $sexualPreference == 1>><<set _clientIsFemale = true>><<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>><<set _clientIsFemale = false>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,2)>><<if $random == 1>><<set _clientIsFemale = true>><<else>><<set _clientIsFemale = false>><</if>><</if>><<if _clientIsFemale>>Walking into the room is a cute brunette girl, probably in her late teens or early twenties, her hair long and silky. Wearing a forest green strappy summer dress and matching heels, with a large Pussy Lickers ‘super-fan’ badge pinned in front of her right breast, you get the impression that she’s likely to be more full-on than any of the other meets you’ve had so far. "Eeeee, $firstName! I’m your biggest fan! I can’t believe I get to meet you!", she squeals as she dashes over to you, immediately embracing you in a particularly lively hug. Deciding to let her have her hug, especially given the badge marking her as likely a big spender in the café, you respond as you try to catch your breath, "It’s nice to meet you too! I’m glad I can get to know my fans better, and make their day extra special … meow!", still a little unsure what to say during these greets. Not letting go of you, the greeting hug now getting awkwardly long, the female fan squeals, "You’re just so cute! Your signed posters don’t do you justice, you’re way cuter in person!". Taking the opportunity to slowly and gently remove yourself from her embrace, you smile, "That’s very nice of you to say. But … signed posters?", unable to remember ever signing any posters, especially any relating to the Pussy Lickers cat-maid café. "Yeah", the brunette super-fan giggles, "The normal store only sells prints of all the cat-maids, and the occasional video or piece of branded merch. But us cat-maid super-fans know about the secret ‘Popcorn Store’. It’s super exclusive, and it’s all short term auctions, but you can get all sorts of cool special merchandise from it. In my cat-girl room at home I have all sorts of rare pieces, from unique signed photographs, to versions of the uniform on stands, and some of the branded plates and cutlery that aren’t usually sold. I even have a pair of Fluffball’s used panties, but I keep those in a special case so they don’t get damaged. But as a new cat-maid your secret merch is extra rare, so I was so glad to get a signed poster by you!", her words coming out so fast it’s hard to keep up with. Internally putting together all the clues you’ve been presented with, it immediately clicks. Popcorn is probably selling stolen and knock-off merch to the biggest and most obsessive fans to make extra money. Silently fuming, but not wanting to upset the poor fan who was duped by all of this, you respond, "That’s really impressive! Well, let’s make another unique piece of merch for you today, as we get to take a photo together, and then I’ll sign it for you … meow!", your comment brining an almost ecstatic expression to the fan’s face. Practically vibrating with excitement, the cute brunette grins, "Oh my gawd! I can’t believe it! I’m just so excited! Me and $firstName!", once more latching onto you with a clingy and way too forceful hug. Slowly repositioning her so you’re both in the right spot to be photographed by the room, you begin to say, "Say meo….", but before you can finish you feel her lips collide with your own as she steals a kiss right as the automatic camera flash goes off. Screaming, "This is the best day ever!", the female fan rushes over to the console terminal in the wall, grabbing the freshly printed photo and accompanying marker pen to bring over to you expectantly. It’s obvious that she wants it to be signed, and in your still stunned state from the surprise kiss you practically go into an automatic mode where you sign it without question. Getting another happy giggle for your efforts, and a kiss on the cheek, your super fan quickly departs, probably realising that she was pushing her luck. Finally coming back to your senses, the image of your surprise kiss emblazoned on the big terminal screen, you sigh and shrug. Some fans are just going to be a handful, but at least she left happy. The bigger concern is still probably Popcorn and her cutthroat money-making schemes after all. Figuring that there’s nothing you really can do on either matter, you check yourself in the mirror again to make sure you’re presentable, waiting for the next fan to arrive. <<else>>Walking into the room is a pleasant-looking brunette guy, probably in his late teens or early twenties, his hair short and silky. Wearing a forest green pair of shorts and a matching waistcoat, with a large Pussy Lickers ‘super-fan’ badge pinned in front of his right nipple, you get the impression that he’s likely to be more full-on than any of the other meets you’ve had so far. "Yessss, $firstName! I’m your biggest fan! I can’t believe I get to meet you!", he squeals as he dashes over to you, immediately embracing you in a particularly lively hug. Deciding to let him have his hug, especially given the badge marking him as likely a big spender in the café, you respond as you try to catch your breath, "It’s nice to meet you too! I’m glad I can get to know my fans better, and make their day extra special … meow!", still a little unsure what to say during these greets. Not letting go of you, the greeting hug now getting awkwardly long, the male fan squeals, "You’re just so cute! Your signed posters don’t do you justice, you’re way cuter in person!". Taking the opportunity to slowly and gently remove yourself from his embrace, you smile, "That’s very nice of you to say. But … signed posters?", unable to remember ever signing any posters, especially any relating to the Pussy Lickers cat-maid café. "Yeah", the brown-haired super-fan sighs wistfully, "The normal store only sells prints of all the cat-maids, and the occasional video or piece of branded merch. But us cat-maid super-fans know about the secret ‘Popcorn Store’. It’s super exclusive, and it’s all short term auctions, but you can get all sorts of cool special merchandise from it. In my cat-girl room at home I have all sorts of rare pieces, from unique signed photographs, to versions of the uniform on stands, and some of the branded plates and cutlery that aren’t usually sold. I even have a pair of Fluffball’s used panties, but I keep those in a special case so they don’t get damaged. But as a new cat-maid your secret merch is extra rare, so I was so glad to get a signed poster by you!", his words coming out so fast it’s hard to keep up with. Internally putting together all the clues you’ve been presented with, it immediately clicks. Popcorn is probably selling stolen and knock-off merch to the biggest and most obsessive fans to make extra money. Silently fuming, but not wanting to upset the poor fan who was duped by all of this, you respond, "That’s really impressive! Well, let’s make another unique piece of merch for you today, as we get to take a photo together, and then I’ll sign it for you … meow!", your comment brining an almost ecstatic expression to the fan’s face. Practically vibrating with excitement, the handsome brunette grins, "Adorable! I can’t believe it! I’m just so excited! Me and $firstName!", once more latching onto you with a clingy and way too forceful hug. Slowly repositioning him so you’re both in the right spot to be photographed by the room, you begin to say, "Say meo….", but before you can finish you feel his lips collide with your own as he steals a kiss right as the automatic camera flash goes off. Screaming, "This is the best day ever!", the male fan rushes over to the console terminal in the wall, grabbing the freshly printed photo and accompanying marker pen to bring over to you expectantly. It’s obvious that he wants it to be signed, and in your still stunned state from the surprise kiss you practically go into an automatic mode where you sign it without question. Getting another happy sigh for your efforts, and a kiss on the cheek, your super fan quickly departs, probably realising that he was pushing his luck. Finally coming back to your senses, the image of your surprise kiss emblazoned on the big terminal screen, you sigh and shrug. Some fans are just going to be a handful, but at least he left happy. The bigger concern is still probably Popcorn and her cutthroat money-making schemes after all. Figuring that there’s nothing you really can do on either matter, you check yourself in the mirror again to make sure you’re presentable, waiting for the next fan to arrive.<</if>> <<include [[Cat Maid Job Special End]]>>

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>With only a short wait though, Monica soon returns back to you with a pair of yoga mats that she begins unfurling. "This time, I think it’s best to once again cover small exercises that’ll make pregnancy easier for you. You probably have most of them under wraps, but there’s always room for improvement and a few new moves. As you know, it might sound like a hassle, but if you get pregnant the extra core strength, stability, and pelvic strength will not only save you time, but will also make the whole process more comfortable for you. Not to mention the effect of good exercise on your fertility. Does that all sound okay, or would you prefer we take a different approach?", the heavily pregnant brunette asks supportively, evidently happy to adapt your training to desires. Not knowing anything else you’d rather approach with her first, you respond to her by saying, "That all sounds fine to me. So where do we start?". Smiling back at you comfortingly, Monica explains, "Then that’s wonderful. To start with we’re going to go over a few baby-safe yoga poses. It might be a little sweaty, and can seem silly, but what a difference it makes. That extra preparation to accommodate for your pregnancy weight will make your pregnancies much less tiring, that’s a personal guarantee. If you’re ready, then let’s begin", starting into her informal lesson. The exercises she goes over with you once again seem useful, though sweaty and tiring at the same time. Despite how hugely pregnant she is, Monica is surprisingly flexible and graceful, able to move about so fluidly it’s as if she isn’t pregnant at all. She’s also a rather supportive and patient, easing you into the exercises slowly, explaining just what the benefit of each one is to you. Whilst there are a couple of the exercises that seem tougher to perform than the others, she’s also very forgiving, pointing out that if you can’t comfortably do something then it’s best to avoid it for now and come back to it later. Whilst you already know most of what she teaches you, with all the exercises she provides to you you feel like you could much better handle all of the stages of pregnancy so you don’t wear yourself out. You also get the impression that with the improvements to your health they provide, your fertility should improve a little more too. Finishing up on the most recent prenatal yoga pose and getting to her feet, your sweet teacher continues, "I think though that’s about all the time we have for today sadly. I really hope we helped you to better understand the importance of a healthy body when facing pregnancy related issues, and how much a little tailored daily exercise can help you out. Before we end this though I have one last thing to go over", the deeply pregnant woman rolling up the yoga mats. Watching her move over to the cabinets, you call out, "Anything I need to know?", expecting her to likely be providing you with additional health supplements. Returning with a small paper bag that rattles slightly in her hand, she passes it over to you gracefully. "These are another top up of the supplements you’re already prescribed. As always just follow the instructions, with some of them as part of your daily morning routine and the others just when you’re having pregnancy issues, and they will help make you feel much better". Smiling back at her, you nod, "Thank you Monica, this should help a lot", glad to have the additional aid from the extra supplements in your search for prenatal health. "You’re more than welcome", she says back to you, leaning in to give you a comforting hug that feels like a clear indicator of the end of your session.

<<set $pregnancySkill += 1>>The wait is short though, Monica soon returning back to you with a wheeled office chair, which she in turn sits on in front of you. A handheld whiteboard and marker tucked under her armpit. "This session, I think it’s time to plan out a full healthy lifestyle plan for you, tailored towards fertility and pregnancy health. By taking into account many smaller details in how you live day to day, we can account for any behaviours or activities which would be more difficult for you during pregnancy. Little things like sleeping position can make a big difference. We might be able to figure out a few things to improve your fertility too. Does that all sound okay, or would you prefer we take a different approach?", the heavily pregnant brunette asks supportively, evidently happy to adapt your training to desires. Not knowing anything else you’d rather approach with her first, you respond to her by saying, "That all sounds fine to me. So where do we start?". Smiling back at you comfortingly, Monica explains, "Then that’s wonderful. To start with we’ll do a quick consultation where I’ll ask about many of your lifestyle habits. Now don’t feel pressured to give me any information, if there’s something you’re not comfortable discussing then we can avoid that topic. As mentioned before it’ll be minor matters mainly we’ll be discussing, things like sleeping conditions and your general diet. From there we can figure out ways for you to improve these situations without causing you any disruption. The idea of the healthy pregnancy lifestyle plan is to instead find tiny ways to make it all easier for you. If you’re ready, then let’s begin", starting into her informal consultation. Together you slowly put together a rather comprehensive list of minor lifestyle changes you can make that will in turn not only make pregnancy easier on your body, but that will also improve your fertility. All the while she’s supportive and patient, asking you questions about how you live, providing you with options that she thinks might help, and only adding them to the plan when you feel they won’t be too tough to adapt your schedule to. In effect you commit yourself to little things, like improving your posture, being more mindful of your sleeping position, and not over straining yourself. Whilst it’s possible that you could take more dramatic measures in terms of re-evaluating your lifestyle Monica even argues against that commenting that it would fatigue you and be hard to follow. With the lifestyle plan she provides to you, you feel like you could much better handle all of the stages of pregnancy so you don’t wear yourself out. You also get the impression that with the improvements to your health they provide, your fertility should improve a little more too. Finishing up on explaining how best to handle hygiene considerations when pregnant, your sweet teacher continues, "I think though that’s about all the time we have for today sadly. I really hope we helped you to better understand how even minor alterations to your daily routine can add up to make life during pregnancy more easy for you. Before we end this though I have one last thing to go over", the deeply pregnant woman standing up and moving her chair back. Watching her move over to the cabinets, you call out, "Anything I need to know?", expecting her to likely be providing you with additional health supplements. Returning with a small paper bag that rattles slightly in her hand, she passes it over to you gracefully. "These are the final supplements that I have to offer you, all aimed towards good health, increased fertility, and easing common issues felt during pregnancy. They’re personally tailored to your body chemistry and situation, and are extremely safe as potential risks have already been taken into account. I’ve set you up for a free automatic refill, though most of these pills and powders are taken in such low quantities that you should be fine for over a year with what’s there. Just follow the instructions, with some of them as part of your daily morning routine and the others just when you’re having pregnancy issues, and they will help make you feel much better". Smiling back at her, you nod, "Thank you Monica, this should help a lot", glad to have the additional aid from the extra supplements in your search for prenatal health. "You’re more than welcome", she says back to you, leaning in to give you a comforting hug that feels like a clear indicator of the end of your session.

<<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<set $pregnancySkill += 1>>With only a short wait though, Monica soon returns back to you with a pair of yoga mats that she begins unfurling. "This time, I think it’s best to cover small exercises that’ll make pregnancy easier for you. From there you’ll be able to work them into your morning routine, spending just a couple of minutes a day on them. It might sound like a hassle, but if you get pregnant the extra core strength, stability, and pelvic strength will not only save you time, but will also make the whole process more comfortable for you. Not to mention the effect of good exercise on your fertility. Does that all sound okay, or would you prefer we take a different approach?", the heavily pregnant brunette asks supportively, evidently happy to adapt your training to desires. Not knowing anything else you’d rather approach with her first, you respond to her by saying, "That all sounds fine to me. So where do we start?". Smiling back at you comfortingly, Monica explains, "Then that’s wonderful. To start with we’re going to go over a few baby-safe yoga poses. It might be a little sweaty, and can seem silly, but once you give it a try you’ll notice the difference it makes. That extra preparation to accommodate for your pregnancy weight will make your pregnancies much less tiring, that’s a personal guarantee. If you’re ready, then let’s begin", starting into her informal lesson. The exercises she teaches you seem useful, though learning them in the first place is sweaty and tiring work. Despite how hugely pregnant she is, Monica is surprisingly flexible and graceful, able to move about so fluidly it’s as if she isn’t pregnant at all. She’s also a rather supportive and patient, easing you into the exercises slowly, explaining just what the benefit of each one is to you. Whilst there are a couple of the exercises that seem tougher to perform than the others, she’s also very forgiving, pointing out that if you can’t comfortably do something then it’s best to avoid it for now and come back to it later. With all the exercises she provides to you, you feel like you could much better handle the early and middle stages of pregnancy so you don’t wear yourself out. You also get the impression that with the improvements to your health they provide, your fertility should improve a little more too. Finishing up on the most recent prenatal yoga pose and getting to her feet, your sweet teacher continues, "I think though that’s about all the time we have for today sadly. I really hope we helped you to better understand the importance of a healthy body when facing pregnancy related issues, and how much a little tailored daily exercise can help you out. Before we end this though I have one last thing to go over", the deeply pregnant woman rolling up the yoga mats. Watching her move over to the cabinets, you call out, "Anything I need to know?", expecting her to likely be providing you with additional health supplements. Returning with a small paper bag that rattles slightly in her hand, she passes it over to you gracefully. "These are some additional supplements that are aimed towards good health, increased fertility, and easing common issues felt during pregnancy. They’re all extremely safe, mostly traditional herbal options that you can buy over the counter at any health foods store, but they really can help. I’ve set you up for a free automatic refill, though most of these pills and powders are taken in such low quantities that you should be fine for over a year with what’s there. Just follow the instructions, with some of them as part of your daily morning routine and the others just when you’re having pregnancy issues, and they will help make you feel much better". Smiling back at her, you nod, "Thank you Monica, this should help a lot", glad to have the additional aid from the extra supplements in your search for prenatal health. "You’re more than welcome", she says back to you, leaning in to give you a comforting hug that feels like a clear indicator of the end of your session.

You’re not left waiting long though, Monica soon returning back to you with a wheeled office chair, which she in turn sits on in front of you. "Despite doing this before, I think we should do another basic consultation session to ensure that you have all the smaller pieces of advice you’ll need to make pregnancy easier for you. It’s those little pieces of know-how that will do you a world of good when you need them. Does that all sound okay, or would you prefer we take a different approach", the heavily pregnant brunette asks supportively, evidently happy to adapt your training to desires. Not knowing where else you’d want to start though, you respond to her by saying, "That all sounds fine to me. So where do we start?". Smiling back at you comfortingly, Monica explains, "Then that’s wonderful. To start with we should go over again what various aches and pains can mean. If you are to get pregnant as a trainee you’ll see far fewer of these concerns, but the few minor ones that there are still exist as powerful indicators of what stage you’re at and whether you need to make a lifestyle change", starting into her informal lesson. The consultation itself is extremely useful, going over a plethora of little pieces of information that help you to better understand the pregnancy process and the fertility cycle. Most of what she says you’ve heard before, along with being mainly common knowledge, but the way she explains it all in practical terms makes it still feel useful. Despite it mostly being a recap, with all the advice she provides to you, you feel like you could much better handle all of the stages of pregnancy so you don’t wear yourself out. You also get the impression that with her minor tips and tricks your fertility should improve a little too. Finishing up a long explanation of methods to help improve conception chances, mostly concerning sexual positions and after-sex options, your sweet teacher continues, "I think though that’s about all the time we have for today sadly. I really hope we helped you to better understand your body and its relation to the pregnancy process during our lesson. Before we end this though I have one last thing to go over", the deeply pregnant woman getting back up to her feet. Watching her move over to the cabinets, you call out, "Anything I need to know?", expecting her to likely be providing you with additional health supplements. Returning with a small paper bag that rattles slightly in her hand, she passes it over to you gracefully. "These are another top up of the supplements you’re already prescribed. As always just follow the instructions, with some of them as part of your daily morning routine and the others just when you’re having pregnancy issues, and they will help make you feel much better". Smiling back at her, you nod, "Thank you Monica, this should help a lot", glad to have the additional aid from the extra supplements in your search for prenatal health. "You’re more than welcome", she says back to you, leaning in to give you a comforting hug that feels like a clear indicator of the end of your session.

The wait is short though, Monica soon returning back to you with a wheeled office chair, which she in turn sits on in front of you. A handheld whiteboard and marker tucked under her armpit. "This session, I think it’s time to look into your healthy lifestyle plan again, re-tailoring it to ensure your fertility and pregnancy health. As mentioned previously, by taking into account many smaller details in how you live day to day, we can account for any behaviours or activities which would be more difficult for you during pregnancy. Little things like sleeping position can make a big difference. We might be able to figure out a few things to improve your fertility too. Does that all sound okay, or would you prefer we take a different approach?", the heavily pregnant brunette asks supportively, evidently happy to adapt your training to desires. Not knowing anything else you’d rather approach with her first, you respond to her by saying, "That all sounds fine to me. So where do we start?". Smiling back at you comfortingly, Monica explains, "Then that’s wonderful. To start with we’ll do another quick consultation where I’ll ask about many of your lifestyle habits, especially any changes since last time. Now don’t feel pressured to give me any information, if there’s something you’re not comfortable discussing then we can avoid that topic. As mentioned before it’ll be minor matters mainly we’ll be discussing, things like sleeping conditions and your general diet. From there we can figure out ways for you to improve these situations without causing you any disruption. As you know, the idea of the healthy pregnancy lifestyle plan is to instead find tiny ways to make it all easier for you. If you’re ready, then let’s begin", starting into her informal consultation. Together you slowly work together recompiling a rather comprehensive list of minor lifestyle changes you can make that will in turn not only make pregnancy easier on your body, but that will also improve your fertility. All the while she’s supportive and patient, asking you questions about how you live, providing you with options that she thinks might help, and only adding them to the plan when you feel they won’t be too tough to adapt your schedule to. In effect you commit yourself to little things, like improving your posture, being more mindful of your sleeping position, and not over straining yourself. Whilst it’s possible that you could take more dramatic measures in terms of re-evaluating your lifestyle Monica even argues against that commenting that it would fatigue you and be hard to follow. Whilst you don't make too many big improvements to it, the lifestyle plan she’s provides to you feels like it could help you to much better handle all of the stages of pregnancy so you don’t wear yourself out. You also get the impression that with the improvements to your health they provide, your fertility should remain improved. Finishing up on explaining how best to handle hygiene considerations when pregnant, your sweet teacher continues, "I think though that’s about all the time we have for today sadly. I really hope we helped you to better understand how even minor alterations to your daily routine can add up to make life during pregnancy more easy for you. Before we end this though I have one last thing to go over", the deeply pregnant woman standing up and moving her chair back. Watching her move over to the cabinets, you call out, "Anything I need to know?", expecting her to likely be providing you with additional health supplements. Returning with a small paper bag that rattles slightly in her hand, she passes it over to you gracefully. "These are another top up of the supplements you’re already prescribed. As always just follow the instructions, with some of them as part of your daily morning routine and the others just when you’re having pregnancy issues, and they will help make you feel much better". Smiling back at her, you nod, "Thank you Monica, this should help a lot", glad to have the additional aid from the extra supplements in your search for prenatal health. "You’re more than welcome", she says back to you, leaning in to give you a comforting hug that feels like a clear indicator of the end of your session.

<<set $pregnancySkill += 1>>You’re not left waiting long though, Monica soon returning back to you with a wheeled office chair, which she in turn sits on in front of you. "As an initial consultation meeting, I think it’s best to discuss the smaller pieces of advice that’ll make pregnancy easier for you. From there, if you’re interested in further sessions, we can start teaching you the best exercise routines for maintaining good health during pregnancy, and begin constructing a healthy lifestyle plan for you to follow. Does that all sound okay, or would you prefer we take a different approach", the heavily pregnant brunette asks supportively, evidently happy to adapt your training to desires. Not knowing where you’d want to start though, you respond to her by saying, "That all sounds fine to me. So where do we start?". Smiling back at you comfortingly, Monica explains, "Then that’s wonderful. To start with we should go over what various aches and pains can mean. If you are to get pregnant as a trainee you’ll see far fewer of these concerns, but the few minor ones that there are still exist as powerful indicators of what stage you’re at and whether you need to make a lifestyle change", starting into her informal lesson. The consultation itself is extremely useful, going over a plethora of little pieces of information that help you to better understand the pregnancy process and the fertility cycle. Most of what she says is common sense, or at least common knowledge, but the way she explains it all in practical terms makes it feel more useful. With all the advice she provides to you, you feel like you could much better handle the earlier stages of pregnancy so you don’t wear yourself out. You also get the impression that with her minor tips and tricks your fertility should improve a little too. Finishing up a long explanation of methods to help improve conception chances, mostly concerning sexual positions and after-sex options, your sweet teacher continues, "I think though that’s about all the time we have for today sadly. I really hope we helped you to better understand your body and its relation to the pregnancy process during our lesson. Before we end this though I have one last thing to go over", the deeply pregnant woman getting back up to her feet. Watching her move over to the cabinets, you call out, "Is everything okay?", unsure what else there could be to do. Returning with a small paper bag that rattles slightly in her hand, she passes it over to you gracefully. "These are some basic supplements that are aimed towards good health, increased fertility, and easing common issues felt during pregnancy. They’re all extremely safe, mostly traditional herbal options that you can buy over the counter at any health foods store, but they really can help. I’ve set you up for a free automatic refill, though most of these pills and powders are taken in such low quantities that you should be fine for over a year with what’s there. Just follow the instructions, with some of them as part of your daily morning routine and the others just when you’re having pregnancy issues, and they will help make you feel much better". Smiling back at her, you nod, "Thank you Monica, this should help a lot", glad to have the additional aid from the supplements in your search for prenatal health. "You’re more than welcome", she says back to you, leaning in to give you a comforting hug that feels like a clear indicator of the end of your session.

<<if $pregnancySkill >= 3>><<set $ggp -= 100>><<else>><<set $ggp -= 500>><</if>>Finally arriving at your destination, you pass through a double door emblazoned with a logo that states the location as, "Family Affair – Family Planning Clinic", the logo itself comprised of colourful geometric shapes that resemble a couple holding hands. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FamilyAffair.png]]</div> Glancing around you see clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration. Most notably, you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Coming through a wooden side door, you see a 5 ft 4 beautiful brunette woman enter, her hair loosely straight and flowing over her shoulder. With piercing blue eyes, sumptuous lips, and sizable D-Cup breasts, her most notable trait is still probably her extremely obviously pregnant belly the pushes out before her. Wearing an off the shoulder breezy white maternity dress with sweeping sleeves, if you had to describe her it’d be difficult not to use the term ‘angelic’. <<if $metMonica>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Monica, the pregnant pregnancy specialist.<</if>> <<if $metMonica>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully approaches you, Monica greets you, "Hello again $firstName. As you already know, I’m Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be your prenatal teacher today. It’s a pleasure to see you again. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<<else>><<set $metMonica = true>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully walks over to you, the massively pregnant woman greeting you, "Hello $firstName. My name is Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be your prenatal teacher today. It’s a pleasure to meet you. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<</if>> Smiling back you respond, "Hi Monica, so what are we going to do today?", curious about what sort of things your prenatal lesson could involve. Waving you over to take a seat on the big chair, though not in full position with the stirrups obviously, the sweet brunette explains, "Mainly our prenatal lessons here are a Family Affair focus on a combination of childcare advice, exercises to help you better manage pregnancy pains and complications, healthy lifestyle tips, and finally the prescription of fertility supplements to aid future pregnancy attempts. To better tailor the lessons to the individual, we also only do one-on-one lessons, though I also think it helps make our customers more comfortable as pregnancy related matters can be rather intimate and personal. If you need any more information then please let me know and I’ll do my best to help". Feeling increasingly comfortable and relax, your say back to Monica, "Thank you, that covers everything I think", eagerly awaiting whatever lesson Monica has prepared for you. <<if $pregnancySkill == 0>><<include [[Pregnancy Training Trained]]>><<elseif $pregnancySkill == 1>><<include [[Pregnancy Training Expert]]>><<elseif $pregnancySkill == 2>><<include [[Pregnancy Training Master]]>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Pregnancy Training Extra 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Pregnancy Training Extra 2]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[Pregnancy Training Extra 3]]>><</if>><</if>> With your training complete you say goodbye to Monica and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

Peering through the glass-fronted vending machines for a while, looking over a vast collection of drinks and snacks, you eventually figure out what you’d like. Deciding upon <<if $holderInt == 1>>a Hucow Oat-Feed Bag<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five Hucow Oat-Feed Bags<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten Hucow Oat-Feed Bags<</if>>, you begin typing into the associated keypad the appropriate item code, watching as it notifies you of the financial side of things being processed. Meanwhile, with significant whirring the metal ring holding your purchase back begins to corkscrew. "DING!", the confirmation bell sound rings out as your purchase is deposited into the collection area in the bottom of the machine. Finally giving you access, the flap opens up for you, your purchase now within reach. Gathering up your <<if $holderInt == 1>>snack<<else>>snacks<</if>>, the flap once again closes, making the vending machine ready to be used again. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Dorm Vending Main]].

Choosing a Hucow Oat-Feed Bag, you grab it and remove it from the cupboard, glancing at the rough cloth bag with the cute cow-girl mascot on the side. Pulling away the drawstring, you start to open it, hearing the rustling of oats and grain within. Inside you can clearly see the light brown milled oats and grain within. Scooping out a small handful which gets your hand dusty in the process, you bring it up to your mouth, pushing it in. The taste is a little bland, though you do get the impression that it’s exceedingly health, the dry grains turning more mushy in your mouth as they mix with your saliva. Swallowing it down, you begin preparing for another handful, the oat-feed at the very least non-objectionable. Bland but filling, and described to have other health benefits too for hucows and similar working pet-slaves, you work your way through the bag. Thankfully though, you don’t feel bloated or heavy after finishing them at all. It’s a filling meal too, making you feel a significantly more satiated at least. <<if $lactating>>Finally, your chest feels like it’s going into overdrive, your <<if $breastSize == 0>>nipples<<else>>breasts<</if>> practically quivering with energy.<</if>> Placing the empty cloth bag on your desk, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the rubbish melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the discarded packaging after it’s been used. Your oat-feed now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

<<addToFurniture "Automatic Feed Trough">>Wandering down the brightly lit aisles of the pet-play themed store, the quiet yipping and meowing of the on-sale pet-slaves in the background, you begin to look over the huge amount of different goods on display. Off to one side you catch sight of Skyler, still trying her best to hide behind the counter as much of her body as possible due to her skimpy uniform but enthralled in shopping you pay it very little mind. Perusing the vast collection of; pet-ears, pet-tails, pet-collars, pet-outfits, pet-toys, even pet-furniture, it’s amazing everything that is on offer. Eventually though, coming across a section containing display models of pet-furniture, you select for yourself an Automatic Feed Trough. Filling out one of the nearby order slips, as you’re pretty sure you’re not supposed to pick up the display furniture, you take your order slip back over to Skyler. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/Receipt.png]] "Oh … um, that’s … um, well it’s really em…embarrassing. I … um, it … it probably doesn’t matter. Eating out … of … of a, um … trough is … I, erm. But, a…also Hucow Oat F…Feed is supposed to b…be, um, really good for … you. Thank you for choosing us for all y…your pet-play needs … meow", the blushing blonde comments as she begins finding the price for your purchase on the store’s computer system, tapping away at the keys nervously. It takes slightly longer than comfortable to finally find the pricing on your chosen product, slightly longer still to actually get the funds to process. However, the new-shopworker eventually manages to complete her task, all the while whispering, "Sorry, sorry, sorry". Fumbling clumsily as she gives you a receipt with the Kitten Caboodle logo on the side, almost dropping it on the floor at one point, all while smiling at you awkwardly as she explains that your furniture will be delivered and installed within your room before you get home. With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Kitten Caboodle Stock]].

<<set $troughUsedToday = true>><<set $lactationOatsBoost = true>><<if $diaperMessingPlay && $diaperMessLevel >0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown -= 2>><<if $weight<=98>><<set $weight += 2>><<else>><<set $weight = 100>><</if>>Deciding to have a meal from your Automatic Feed Trough, you approach it. Sturdy, metal, and unassuming, the feed trough doesn’t look too complicated, though you know there’s more to it than meets the eye. Indeed, full to the brim with light brown milled oats and grain, that food had to get there somehow, delivered automatically yet without you seeing it by the hidden computerized part of the device.<<if !$mobileView>> [img[TRCimgs/Bedroom/FeedingTrough.png]]<</if>> The trough positioned so it’s at about waist height for you, you moving closer to it. However, not seeing a more convenient way to eat for it, no utensils in sight, you reach out with one arm, getting ready to scoop up a handful of the oat and grain based feed. "BEEP!". Just before your hand reaches the dry food, the trough beeps angrily at you, making you jump. Sighing to yourself, you suppose that working pet-slaves shouldn’t eat with their hands, instead likely eating from their troughs face first. As such you bend forward at the waist, leaning into the trough whilst trying to keep your balance, and attempting to get close enough with your mouth that you can take a bite of it. Finally getting the right balance to reach it, you tentatively take a bite, making sure it’s okay. The taste is a little bland, though you do get the impression that it’s exceedingly health, the dry grains turning more mushy in your mouth as they mix with your saliva. Swallowing it down, you begin preparing for another mouthful, the oat-feed at the very least non-objectionable. Bland but filling, and described to have other health benefits too for hucows and similar working pet-slaves, you work your way through your own personal trough. Thankfully though, you don’t feel bloated or heavy after finishing them at all. It’s a filling meal too, making you feel a significantly more satiated at least. <<if $lactating>>Finally, your chest feels like it’s going into overdrive, your <<if $breastSize == 0>>nipples<<else>>breasts<</if>> practically quivering with energy.<</if>> Your meal complete, you take a moment to stand back up, stretching and wiping your mouth as you do. With that all done, you once again <a data-passage="Room Hub">find yourself standing in your bedroom</a>.

Awakening from your nap, it takes a moment for you to figure out what woke you, you mind still sleepy as you slowly rouse yourself. Blinking away the sleep and raising your head, you begin to glance around, trying to determine the cause of your awakening. However, the only thing of note you see is a large purple blanket nearby to you, whoever is sleeping beneath it completely obscured from your view. That said, maybe they aren’t sleeping, given the light giggling you hear from that direction. <<if $nonHumanPlay>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraFurryLarge.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraHumanLarge.png]]</div><</if>> A familiar pair of <<if $nonHumanPlay>>black furred feet<<else>>feet<</if>> coming out momentarily from the bottom of the blanket before disappearing again, you get the impression it might be Aurora underneath, though given how sizeable the blanket is you can’t imagine her being that tall. It’s as you’re paying more attention to the suspicous purple blanket the you suddenly hear a muffled, "He…ey quit squirm…ing … someone will notice …", once more giving you the sense that it’s the athletic Aurora beneath the blanket, but now with someone else too. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PollyLarge.png]]</div> You’re not left waiting long though to figure out who the other occupant is, another familiar voice mumbling, "You’re talking too. Not fair". Wracking your brain, it takes you a moment to figure out that it’s the shy ginger Polly underneath there with her, getting up to who knows what. Giggling back happily in a hushed whisper, Aurora responds, "Okay, we’ll both tr…try to be quiet. My turn soon though", obviously not wanting to wake anyone, despite the rustling of movement and their quiet talking. Deciding that whatever is happening under that purple blanket is none of your business, and realizing that it’s probably soon time for you to get going anyway, you start to fully wake yourself up. Preparing yourself to leave, you cautiously begin clambering to your knees, trying not to disturb the couple. "That tickles">, Polly quietly giggles as you turn around, getting yourself ready to leave. The pair obviously having fun whatever they’re up to, you wonder how the two ended up becoming so close with each other.

<<orgasm>>Thinking things over for a moment, you decide that you just want to do more than just play with the rocking horse today. They are, after all, used often by the other littles for more adult reasons than just regular play, <<if $exhibitionismSkill >=1>>even if using them like that seems naughty in the best kind of way<<else>>even if using them like that sounds embarrassing and naughty<</if>>. And, so, cuddling up further to the toy’s mane, you begin to rhythmically rock yourself backward and forth, occasionally running your hands through the furry hair of the toy, or over the soft and cool leather of the saddle. Starting out, you don’t necessarily push for any real stimulation, instead just enjoying the feel of it as if you were using it normally. Sometimes you use it slowly, and sometimes you push the rocking horse to its limits, bouncing back at forth at some speed, but always as you play with it you test out the various sensations that it provokes, trying to figure out the best way to use it in pursuit of an orgasm. Even before you settle into properly attempting to use the toy as a masturbatory aid, as you slowly slip back and forth across the smooth main section of the rocking horses saddle, it’s almost unavoidable that it has some effect on you. As a little time passes, you can certainly understand what Daisy was talking about before. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Within the confines of your soft and cushiony $currentUnderwear<<elseif $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Within your $currentUnderwear<<else>>Not wearing any underwear<</if>>, you can feel your <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> cock, and puffy vagina<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>puffy vagina<</if>> being constantly and softly rubbed by the rocking motion. It’s not enough to set you off into an orgasm, but it feels nice and is really starting to build your arousal, your <<if $penis && $vagina>>dick erect, and your cunt wet and needy<<elseif $penis>>dick erect<<else>>cunt wet and needy<</if>>. Though you haven’t fully started yet, you feel <<if $exhibitionismSkill >=1>>really turned on by the thought of how the people at home watching you right now might react to seeing you using the childish rocking horse in pursuit of cum-ing, especially in such an open and public way<<else>>extremely embarrassed blushing heavily at the mere thought of people noticing you getting sexually stimulated in such an odd and childish way, let alone that there are probably people in their homes right now watching you use a childish rocking horse in pursuit of cum-ing<</if>>. <<if $nonHumanPlay>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraFurryLarge.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/AuroraHumanLarge.png]]</div><</if>> Breaking you from your reverie though, you suddenly hear a familiar voice from beside you say, "Hey $firstName. Seems like we both were having similar ideas", the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>black furred<<else>>short black haired<</if>> Aurora coming into view as you nervously turn you head. Stuttering back, "Yeah … um, high Aurora. Guess we … er, are …", not having expected company, you watch on as she too starts rocking back and forth, rubbing her padded crotch against the smooth saddle of the rocking horse she’s seated on. Already having committed yourself to rubbing yourself to orgasm, not wanting to stop now that the need has started to build for you, you finally start to make a concerted effort towards that goal. Wrapping your arms around the neck of the toy to steady yourself, you being to grind your crotch against the soft saddle. It feels great, almost as if it was designed for this, which knowing the facility it might actually be. Nonetheless, the sensation as you press your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>diaper confined<<elseif $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>$currentUnderwear confined<<else>>unimpeded<</if>> <<if $penis && $vagina>><<checkPenis>> dick, and needy pussy<<elseif $penis>><<checkPenis>> dick<<else>>needy pussy<</if>> against the smooth and slightly springy material, is immense, causing you to let out tiny mewling moans of happiness. Seemingly interested in your technique, out of the corner of your eye you see your friend too start to lean forward to hug the rocking horse’s neck, using the extra leverage to really grind against it. Letting out a loud moan, the new position seemingly quite effective for her, you hear her happily comment, "Good idea, this works way better". Grinding away slowly, you find a good rhythm, your movements provoking the horse to rock back and forth, giving your crotch rubs an extra kick of momentum, driving you ever onwards towards an amazing orgasm. It takes a little work, but it’s worth it, however humiliating it is, you think to yourself as you snuggle against the soft mane of the toy, rubbing your face against it for an extra burst of pleasant sensations. Aurora, meanwhile, hums in pleasure, "Yes, yes, yes. Almost … there …", seemingly getting pretty close to orgasm herself, her lust-filled eyes watching you hungrily. In fact, you think your presence might be spurring her on. Before long, the heat of being watched getting to you, you can’t hold it back any longer. The smooth base of the saddle proving enough to pull from you an extremely expressive orgasm, your whole body convulses as you moan out loudly and lewdly from your pleasure. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>From within your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>From within your $currentUnderwear<<else>>Straight against the saddle, no underwear or diaper to block it<</if>>, you feel a sudden wetness as your <<if $penis && $vagina>>firm penis, and sodden cunt<<elseif $penis>>firm penis<<else>>sodden cunt<</if>> unleashes a torrent of <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>fem-cum<</if>><<if $currentUnderwear =="Naked">>, the pool of your sexual fluids leaking across the saddle beneath you grossly<<else>>, the pool of your sexual fluids resting warmly and soothingly against you within your $currentUnderwear<</if>>. Taking a moment to rest up, now exhausted from your amazing play session and with another rather loud squeal of pleasure triggering beside you, you rest your eyes for a second. The next thing you notice is Aurora standing over you, nudging you. Realizing that you probably fell sleep, it seems that your rocking horse really just is that comfortable, though your recent exertion contributes heavily to your well-earned tiredness too. Aurora instead just smiles, "That was fun", doing her best to help you get off of it. Blushing a little, you only respond, "Yeah … um, hope you had a good time too", unsure what the proper way to handle having orgasmed next to someone else is. Holding back her own laugh, her expression good-natured and friendly, the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry cat-girl<<else>>black-haired tom-boy<</if>> pats you on the back encouragingly, saying, "That’s good to hear. Don’t want to bother you too much though, so I’ll get on my way. See you around $firstName", quickly departing after picking up her trusty backpack. Yawning, and still feeling a little embarrassed about Aurora seeing you while you masturbated on a rocking horse, you do your best to wake yourself up fully. So tired are you, that it completely escapes your thoughts that you just orgasmed before a large home audience as well, which is probably <<if $exhibitionismSkill >=1>>a shame given how turned on that would make you<<else>>for the best given how embarassing that would be<</if>>. <<include [[ABDL Job Rocking Horse End]]>>

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Rachel about the device which transformed her. "So, any idea yet what that machine was which malfunctioned and turned you into a fox-girl was all about?", you casually ask, watching her reaction just in case you've asked something that you shouldn’t have. Deflating slightly, but putting on a blank face, Rachel responds at first, "Probably shouldn’t say. Practically everything around here is top secret, so can’t tell if this is too", seemingly not wanting to delve into it too far. Still, you decided to push a little further, pressing, "Any idea what happened to you though?", approaching the matter from a slightly different angle. "Not really to be honest", the petite snow-fox-girl answers, shrugging and sighing, "We have basically no idea what that machine was all about, just that it starting acting up during transport. Looked into it myself, but the original storage log was redacted. Only thing I could really gather was that it was brought in by the Experimental Physics team". Curious, you ask her, The Experimental Physics team? But you were transformed right, wouldn’t that be from some kind of biology team?", not understanding how an application of physics could lead to a physical change like that. Again seemingly already having thought all this through, Rachel sighs, "Yeah, doesn’t make too much sense. At least if it was from one of the tech teams I could excuse it as a cross-team project with them just doing the building. The Experimental Physics team are just too private to work with anyone else, and I don’t suspect they’d let their work get into the hands of any of the other departments. There are some weird rumours though". Continuing on, you say back, "Weird rumours about the Experimental Physics team?", wanting to get all the information you can. "Yeah, really weird stuff. All sorts of rumours of what they get up to. Nothing I can credibly verify, they keep any records of their work under high clearance requirements. But, did hear that they’ve been exploring into dimensional travel. Not sure if I think it’s plausible, but it would explain where they’d be getting technology for different specialist fields from, and why they’re technology is so unusual. It’s also possible that they’re just buying in outside projects and claiming them as their own, which seems more likely to me". "Either way, not much use to me in all that", she finishes, starting to look slightly morose about that revelation. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, you [[return to chatting with rachel|Medical Hub Spend Time With Rachel]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Rachel about her transformation into a snow-fox-girl. "So, how have things been going since you got transformed?", you casually ask, watching her reaction just in case you've asked something that you shouldn’t have. Rolling her eyes tersely, Rachel answers back tiredly, "Every day it’s just that question over and over", the petite white-haired girl slumping in her seat. "That bad?", you ask in return, more entertained than anything by the cute fox-girl slowly sinking further into the chair. Getting back up into a better sitting position, but still looking exhausted, she responds grumpily,"Yeah, that bad. Look, right after they took blood, spit, skin samples, basically everything. Then there are check-ups, and psych evals, but that makes sense. My issue is that they’ve seen not a single complication, yet here everyone goes acting like I’m a landmine ready to go off. They have some shrinks who specialize in evaluating test subjects having me in session for eight hours a day, asking the same pointless questions again and again". Wanting to be comforting, you say back, "They’re probably just trying to be cautious. If they don’t know what happened to you then they’ll be worried you could get ill from it, or have some weird late stage changes still". However, in return Rachel just shakes her head, "Nah. They’re just dragging it out because it’s a priority project. The shrinks are on emergency pay, so they’ll do all they can to keep me in session until the facility cuts off the purse strings. Don’t even particularly care about being turned into a woman at this point, having boobs and a rare set of mods is a nice bonus, and with the money they’re paying out to me I could get turned back anytime I want and still make out like a bandit. Nah, just want to get back to work". Not sure if she’s just being dismissive, though also glad to hear that she’s doing well with the gender transformation part of it all, you respond, "Well maybe they’re still working out how to replicate your transformation?", still trying to figure up a good reason why they’d be delaying her returning to work. Again though, Rachel just shakes her petite head, "Told you, it’s just them trying to slack off. They’ve already figured out how to give others the transformation, expensive as they’re pricing it. Sure it’s still in testing, but it’s in the human testing stage and being distributed within the Center. Heck, heard that some place called Fur Life jumped at the chance to get the mod in stock, not that I’m complaining at that part. I do get a share of all the sales for the mods, not a bad share either given that I’ve had to do nothing for it. Now I just want them to let me get back to sodding work". Now having gotten increasingly annoyed, the pretty snow-fox-girl muttering under her breath, you do your best to calm her down. At the same time though, you can’t help be interested in the revelation that her mods are now on sale, and likely purchasable from multiple stores within the facility. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, you [[return to chatting with rachel|Medical Hub Spend Time With Rachel]].

Telling Rachel that you’d like to hang out with her, the half-naked winter-fox-girl nods at the sofa next to her and says that she can take a break. Taking a seat as hinted with a low table in between the both of you, the medical hub communal area is likely more than large enough that you don’t feel like either of you will be interrupted. Settling into your plush seat and beginning to relax, you start to chat with Rachel. Rachel is a little surly and terse, which coming from such a small and exposed woman is pretty amusing. Still, she obviously is trying her best to be friendly, asking about how you’ve been doing and how you’re adjusting to life in the facility. At times you feel like you’re the one doing most of the talking, Rachel coming off as a bit socially awkward, but the fox-girl continues to do her best. When it comes to herself Rachel explains that her past is kind of boring. She was brought up by rich parents, a doctor and a businessman, and after excelling in school eventually decided to go into electrical design and engineering, with a minor in physics. Though, she also stresses that she’s more of an inventor than a pipe jockey, whatever that means. After a few successful projects, mostly for experimental scientific centres, she was eventually headhunted to work at The Repurposing Center. Since then she’s had a comfortable life, current predicament aside, tinkering with all kinds of mysterious experimental technology to identify their purposes and get them working. In particular she tells you a story about some of the things she’s seen and heard whilst on the job. <<print either("It seems that within the facility there are many rumours that some kind of tentacle beats move around within the walls of the sealed off sections of the old facility the everything currently is built off of. Whilst Rachel states she’s never seen one, she confirms that not only are they real but that the Center has a strange policy of not interfering with them. It’s only a rumour, but she’s heard they’re a pet project, along with some more obscure creatures, of one of the people in charge of the place","She explains that over the course of her working at the facility she’s had a lot of odd devices come her way. Some seem to be inventions by scientists that either passed away or were fired, but others are practically indecipherable in how unrecognizable their design is. Apparently, some of these devices are provided by a team within the Experimental Physics department, who rumour says have been investigating both space and dimensional travel. Though, Rachel is highly sceptical about whether aliens or other dimensions exist");>>. Overall, it's a nice catching up session, letting you get to know the remarkably well-adjusted trainee just a little bit better.<<if ($abdlPlay || $diaperWettingPlay || $diaperMessingPlay) && ($diaperMessCounter + $diaperWetCounter) >= 2>> Part way through your conversation though, Rachel does comment on a strange smell, looking around nervously and explaining it could be a chemical leak. Embarrassed and not wanting to admit that it’s likely your diaper, you feign ignorance, which when no action is taken by the facility seems to partly calm her. Still, you’re kind of mortified that she thinks your scent might be some sort of toxic waste spill.<</if>> After a little while, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive. Letting the conversation lull to give you a break, you stand up and [[go back to talking to Rachel|Medical Hub Spend Time With Rachel]].

<<orgasm>><<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<if $penis>><<set $timesYourDickSucked += 1>><<else>><<set $timesYourPussyLicked += 1>><</if>>Wondering if Rachel might be interested in spending some more intimate time with you, you coyly ask, "Would you like to do something fun together? Maybe something that’ll put us both in a good mood?", unsure if you’re being too vague. Glancing over at you, with a vague shrug the fox-girl responds, "Sure. What are you thinking, like going to an arcade? Never done that, sounds like it could be fun", obviously completely missing the undertone you were going for. Being more direct, you instead say in return, "No, I was thinking something more … intimate. That maybe given how much stress you’ve been through you might want to … destress … with me", her blank look finally making you add, "I mean sex". Literally choking on her words, having a difficult time catching her breath again and going red faced, though that might be out of embarrassment, Rachel eventually stutters, "Tha…that’s f…forward …". Starting to try and wave off your offer, not wanting her to feel awkward, she interrupts you first, "Didn’t say no …", a now obvious blush coating her cheeks as she stares at the ground, her expression somewhere between a pout and one of incredible mortification. "That sounds like a yes to me then", you respond with a wink, questioning, So, where do you want to go then?", as you get up from your seat. Slowly following your lead, Rachel stands too, awkwardly answering, "There probably isn’t anywhere good close. Except … um, possibly the bathrooms?", her idea seeming as good as any. Nodding in agreement, you lead the way, taking hold of her hand to help calm her back down. From the reactions you’re seeing you get the impression that the former male scientist hasn’t had a lot of sexual experience, then again, by the longing half-glances you catch from her you get the impression that she’d like to correct that as soon as possible. That’s why, keeping a brisk pace, you both dart into the nearest female toilets, hoping that you don’t bump into anyone as you do. Luckily the place is empty, though given that the medical wing of the facility is one of the quieter ones that’s not too unexpected. Inside it’s nice for a public bathroom, meticulously clean and on the cutting edge of technology. Still, spotting what is obviously a roomy enough bathroom stall, you rush over to it closing and locking it behind you both once Rachel stumbles inside. Now in an enclosed space together, you squeeze around so that the snow-fox-girl can sit on top of the toilet, figuring you might as well let her go first. As such, you let her know with a grin, "Okay, I’ll go down on you, then you can go down on me. That okay with you?". Watching her nod her agreement, anxiously adding, "That s…seems fine", you carefully slip down into a kneel before her. Slowly pulling apart her legs, the blushing Rachel starting to take her bikini bottoms off, scooting up so they can past her seated rear before falling to the floor. Meanwhile, lined up before her you’re now privy to a front row viewing of her intimate mound, small vaginal lips with a hint of wetness to them easy to see, and finally a thick scent of sexual need hitting your senses in the cramped cubicle. Winking up at her, "Here we go", you stick out your tongue, taking a shallow lick from the bottom of her slit all the way up its length. Shuddering above you, Rachel bites her lip, trying her best to keep quiet given how public you are. The difficulty in keeping silent is evident in her eyes, but she’s obviously too far gone now to want to give up, and equally way too embarrassed to be willing to be found in such a compromising situation. Following up with a few more teasing swipes of your tongue and a few brief kisses around her pussy, you slowly build up your efforts, getting her more into the mood. Making your way over to her slowly blossoming clit, the tiny bead coming out of hiding thanks to her growing lust, without letting her know what’s coming next you circle your <<checkLips>> lips around it and begin to suck. Squealing, "Wha..at the f…uck!", before clamping her delicate hands over her mouth in recognition of how loud she’s just been, the tiny snow-fox-girl squirms above you needily. It’s clear that she doesn’t entirely know what to make of the situation, however, as her crotch gyrates against your face like it has a mind of its own you’re sure that she’s loving how it feels. Wanting to keep her in place, her pleasure-filled writhing making it hard to keep on target, you lean forward raising your shoulders. Catching her once more unaware, her thighs begin to lift up, her legs dangling down your back. Equally, not stopping your attention to her clit at all as you do this, you slip your hands under her soft buttocks, taking a firm hold that locks her into place. Now completely on target with Rachel completely at your mercy, you suck, nibble and lick at her tiny pleasure buzzer, driving her wild. Her legs flail to no avail, and above you small hands land on your head, but you continue your onslaught of sensation, feeling her suddenly tense in your grip. Not able to do much else, you hear an almighty squeal sound off from above, her thighs tensing and liquid splashing against your chin. And then, she just, turns to jelly in your hands. Exhausted from what must be one of only a few, if any, sexual interactions, Rachel groans quietly from above you, "That … I … what?", sheepishly adding when she realizes how garbled her attempt to speak was, "Well … you didn’t need to be so .. that!", her blush once more growing as she looks down at you lapping up the last of her juices. Untangling yourself from her, and wiping her fem-cum off of your face, you shrug cheekily, "That’s just how it’s done. Sounded like you enjoyed yourself at the very least. Anyway, now it’s my turn", using the toilet roll holder to help you back onto your feet. "Wait … but, um, I don’t really know … how … to … that …", Rachel responds nervously, without any resistance allowing you to move her off of the toilet and push her down to her knees. Taking your position, <<if setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Accessible != true && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].CoversGenitals != false>>and slipping out of your $currentClothing and $currentUnderwear, <<elseif setup.OutfitList[setup.OutfitIndex.indexOf($currentClothing)].Accessible != true>>and slipping out of your $currentClothing, <<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].CoversGenitals != false>>and slipping out of your $currentUnderwear, <</if>>you sit down. Spreading your legs so that your <<if $penis>><<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>wet pussy<</if>> is now only inches from her face, you smile at her reassuringly, "I’m sure you’ll figure it out<<if $submission < 0>>. And if you don’t I’m sure I can just fuck your face until I cum<</if>>", you begin to wait, anticipation building. Not looking you in the eye, her embarrassment over the situation building once again, Rachel mumbles tersely, "Guess you did … for me first", sticking her tongue out comically far. Her ears twitching nervously, the small snow-fox-girl runs her tongue experimentally over your <<if $penis>>cock head<<else>>outer labia<</if>>, her attempt inaccurate and inexperienced to say the least. Encouragingly you comment, "Exactly, just like that but more. <<if $penis>>Why don’t you take it in your mouth next?<<else>>Why don’t you try to find my clit next? It’s kind of at the top, but sometimes you’ve got to work a little to have it peep out<</if>>", trailing your fingers lightly across one of her cute and fluffy ears. Trembling in response to you playing with her ear, her tongue begins working harder, further exploring <<if $penis>>up and down the length of your dick<<else>>up and down your feminine mound<</if>>. It’s clumsy, but it still feels good, even more so when she finally <<if $penis>>wraps her lips unsurely around the head of your penis<<else>>finds your clit with her tongue, giving you a jolt of intense sensation<</if>>. Still, with how little experience she clearly has you feel you’ll need to guide her at least a bit, not wanting to be stuck in a toilet all day. Her mouth currently preoccupied, you say to her quietly, "Yeah, like that. <<if $penis>>Now you just need to bob your head back and forth around it. You can also run your tongue across it while you do, that’d feel good<<else>>Now you’ve found it you need to focus more on either the clit or my pussy. Just kind of suck and lick it, but not too roughly<</if>>", now keeping your hands more atop her head to better steer her movements. Now somewhere between fucking her face and letting her try her best to pleasure you, things continue. Rachel <<if $penis>>drooling around your cock<<else>>sucking on your clit<</if>>, and only needing a little extra direction here or there to help move things along. Eventually though you start to feel the tell-tale signs of climax begin to build up. "Yes. Yes. Yes. Don’t move. Don’t you dare move", you muttering through gritted teeth, taking a harsher grip on her head to make sure she doesn’t mess it up. Finally though, you sense your <<if $penis>>dick start to pulse, cum spraying into the back of the snow-fox-girls throat. Coughing on it, likely not fully suspecting it, as intense sensations roll through you, you watch Rachel swallow down your cum<<else>>pussy starts to throb, fem-cum spraying across her chin and cheeks. Coughing on it, likely not fully suspecting it, as intense sensations roll through you, you watch Rachel swallow down your fem-cum<</if>>. Satisfied, you take a deep breath, lightening your hold of her, luxuriating in the moment. Standing up slowly, rubbing her knees awkwardly and getting her previously discarded bikini bottoms back on, the inexperienced girl says awkwardly, "So now we’re even. Not like I didn’t enjoy it … or anything. We could do this again … maybe … if you wanted to … I guess …". Despite her back being turned to you, you half suspect that her cheeks might once again be bright red, Rachel clearly uncomfortable talking about sex. On wobbly feet getting back up, you smile, "Knew you’d have fun", opening the stall door open, and glad that there isn’t anyone waiting on the other side. Leaving the bathroom and returning to your previous sitting spot with your companion, Rachel seems to be torn between wanting to ask more questions about what just happened and being too embarrassed to talk about it. Still, she makes a little awkward small talk, things slowly returning to normal. Despite all that though, you’re sure you catch a particularly lust-filled look from the inexperienced snow-fox-girl when she thinks you’re not paying attention, her desire for more attention from you fully evident. After a little while, you realise that you probably need to do something more productive. Letting the conversation lull to give you a break, you stand up and [[go back to talking to Rachel|Medical Hub Spend Time With Rachel]].

<<addToLowerEarPierceCollection "Purple Star Ear Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Purple Star Ear Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToLowerEarPierceCollection "Blue Star Silver Ear Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Blue Star Silver Ear Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToLowerEarPierceCollection "Pink Heart Gold Ear Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Pink Heart Gold Ear Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToLowerEarPierceCollection "Gold Butterfly Ear Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Butterfly Ear Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToLowerEarPierceCollection "Large Dangling Gold Slut Heart Ear Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Large Dangling Gold Slut Heart Ear Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToUpperEarBarPierceCollection "Gold Arrow Upper Ear Bar">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Arrow Upper Ear Bar, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToUpperEarBarPierceCollection "Silver Elf Ear Cuff">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Silver Elf Ear Cuff, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToNipplePierceCollection "Steel Winged Nipple Bar">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Winged Nipple Bar, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToNipplePierceCollection "Steel Nipple Shield Bar">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Nipple Shield Bar, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToNipplePierceCollection "Blue Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Blue Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToNipplePierceCollection "Clear Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Clear Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToNipplePierceCollection "Pink Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Pink Gem Heart Nipple Shield Bar, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToSeptumPierceCollection "Silver Captive Bead Septum Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Silver Captive Bead Septum Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToSeptumPierceCollection "Gold Captive Bead Septum Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Captive Bead Septum Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToSeptumPierceCollection "Silver Horseshoe Septum Barbell">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Silver Horseshoe Septum Barbell, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToSeptumPierceCollection "Gold Horseshoe Septum Barbell">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Horseshoe Septum Barbell, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

Spending a few minutes talking to Monica and looking through a brochure cataloguing everything the business is capable of, it’s a little overwhelming. Still, before long you make your mind up to ask about getting a fertility treatment for your <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>roommate<</if>> Jess, which will allow her to become pregnant despite the sterility imposed upon her by the treatment she received during your introduction to the facility, asking Monica, "Can I please get the fertility treatment for my <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>roommate<</if>>, Jess?". Nodding as she listens, the brunette pregnancy specialist responds with a smile, "Whilst we will not give fertility treatments to those who are unwilling, we have these kind of questions often, and are very supportive on these matters. Partners or slave owners asking about fertility for another are generally just planning out their future prospects for settling down. The price for fertility treatment would be 200 G.G.P, therefore, if your <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>roommate<</if>> is willing to receive a fertility treatment, and either of you are willing to pay for the service, then we can fit them in for that procedure right away". Letting Monica contact Jess through Alice the facility AI’s internal messaging system, you both wait, discussing family planning related matters regarding yourself and Jess. <<if jessPregnantKnown>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessPregnantLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 0>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessMaidLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 2>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessBDSMLarge.png]]</div><<elseif $jessAppearance == 3>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessHucowLarge.png]]</div><</if>>Thankfully, Jess arrives a few minutes later, looking confused and more than a little uneasy, though her expression brightens somewhat upon seeing you. Explaining the situation to her, Monica patiently goes through everything with her, the petite brunette constantly flittering her gaze back and forth between the two of you. Eventually getting to the point where she explains your willingness to pay for a fertility treatment for your <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>roommate<</if>>, she looks up at you, her subtle expression hinting that she thinks you should say something now. Turning her attention to you, your <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>roommate<</if>> says, "You want to sign me up to … get … with a … in me? If that’s what you really want <<if $jessRoommate>>$firstName<<else>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><</if>> I suppose it could be okay. But … isn’t it kind of … embarrassing?", her cheeks now obviously pinkening as the reality of the situation strikes her. Smiling you reassure her, "Yeah, I think it’d be fun. Motherhood might be a good opportunity for you", your comments deepening her blush but appearing to work as when she nods in agreement when she looks back at Monica. Smiling warmly, the pregnant brunette ushers you both to stand and follow her, explaining in a supportive tone, "Of course, follow me through to my office and we’ll get everything sorted. Rest assured, we are a fully licensed medical establishment, with the facility AI handling financial processing, so everything is safe and secure. I also have to say, it’s wonderful to hear that you’re preparing for having a family together. It can be a very rewarding experience, knowing that you’ve helped bring another person into this world". Led through into a clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration, Monica closes the door behind you. Looking around, the most notable feature you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Unsure what’s going to happen next, you ask your pregnancy specialist, "So, what’s going to happen? And, where do you need her?". Passing over to a wall mounted cabinet over a countertop, the pregnant brunette begins opening it, looking over her shoulder as she says, "Just take a seat Jess, I’ll be right with you", her comment enough encouragement for you to help the nervous Jess up onto the huge waterproof seat. The chair squeaking under her as she gets settled in it, Monica soon returns with a small glass in her hand containing a clear light blue liquid. "Here we go", she says, handing the drink over to your <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>roommate<</if>>, "We used to use an injected form of the medication, however, some of our clients are rather phobic of needles. The ingested form is just as effective, it just takes a minute or two longer to work. The effects aren’t particularly noticeable either way, so the couple of minute delay rarely is an issue to our clients. Feel free to drink it when you’re ready, no rush". Staring down at the still liquid within the glass, you honestly wouldn’t have known it was anything other than water if not for the slight blue hint of colour to it. Meanwhile, Jess gives it a tentative sniff before quickly drinking it down, likely wanting to get it out of the way. Finished drinking down the medicine, Monica taking the glass back from her, you ask, "Okay, what do we do now?", the treatment so far seeming too simple to be the whole of it. Smiling at you, the pregnant brunette responds warmly, "That is everything. We are technically not allowed to sell it as an over the counter product due to legal concerns, mostly with unknowing recipients receiving it, but it is extremely an extremely simple course of treatment. There are just a few formalities I need to explain to you both before you can leave though, which is convenient as she should probably remain rested for the couple of minutes it takes to take effect". Explaining further, she continues, "Our patented treatment ensures that even the most infertile of recipients will likely become able to readily conceive children, though in some rare instances this may not work and a more detailed examination may need to be conducted as to why. Our base treatment also removes the complications of morning sickness, child birth pains, vaginal damage during child birth, and post-birth stretch marks, from the pregnancy process, whilst also ensuring any child conceived will remain in peak health throughout. Further, our fertility treatment by default also speeds up the pregnancy process to take place over a much shorter time-frame, closer to but a couple of weeks". "There are, however, a few minor matters to take into consideration. Due to the complications of modern biological modification, it is possible to remove the female reproductive system during the pregnancy process. In such instances, our treatment will minimize the size of the child but store the foetus within you until such a time that it’s viable for you to be able to birth it in the future. A similar process also goes into effect if you take medication to remove your reproductive ability" Patting Jess on the shoulder, and shining another warm smile at the both of you, Monica finishes, "That all said, everything is completely safe and those are just a couple of things to keep in mind. I think though, that everything is now done, so feel free to stand back up when you feel ready". Helping Jess back to her feet, and seeing she still looks nervous, you ask her, "Hey there, everything alright <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>Jess<</if>>?", feeling just a little worried at her reaction. However, blushing a bright red by this point, Jess responds barely louder than a whisper, "Um … well, I’m okay <<if $jessRoommate>>$firstName<<else>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><</if>>. It just … er, I didn’t feel anything change really … and then there was all the baby-making talk …", her response giving you the impression that maybe her blush isn’t entirely because of embarrassment, you drop the subject instead praising her for going through with your suggestion. Looking back over at the pregnant doctor, you say, "Thank you. Is there anything else left to do?". Answering in a kindly tone, "You’re welcome. But no, there’s nothing left for me to do, I think the next steps are in your hands. Good luck Jess, and you too $firstName", as she escorts you back into the waiting room and back over to the sofa, querying you if there’s anything else you’d like [[her to help you with|Family Affair]], as Jess says her goodbyes and leaves.

<<cumInNPCVagina 8>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<orgasm>>Wondering if she’d be up for some missionary style sex, you wink at Tilly, "Sounds like you have some fun ideas, but I might have a couple too. Maybe we should head into your bedroom", your tone flirty and light as say it. Giggling as she leans in for a deep kiss, her hand running down your side as she runs her tongue across yours in a breath-takingly passionate embrace, she eventually pulls back. "Well, like, I suppose I can let you pick what we do. But hopefully it’ll be something super-hot, or else we’ll both be missing out. Like, I have some really hot ideas!", the horny blonde adds coquettishly, taking your hand in her own as she starts leading you over to her bedroom. Tilly’s bedroom is a lot like her living room in many ways. It’s very … pink, to say the least. Pink walls, thick pink carpets, a pink vanity table, a pink wardrobe, a pink backless bench-like seat at the bottom of her bed, and a huge pink four poster bed with a gauzy pink canopy on it. It’s hard to tell if it’s more like a girly princesses room, or if it’s extremely cheap and tacky, but it certainly suits Tilly. You also notice that there are a lot worn dresses, skirts, blouses, and even a few pairs of used panties scattered across the floor, your girlfriend not the best at keeping her bedroom tidy apparently. Cupping your <<checkAss>> rear, and rubbing up against you, slipping her tongue into your mouth for another brief make-out session, Tilly soon takes away your attention from examining her room. Giggling as she once more pulls away, a teasing glint in her eyes, she coos, "So, like, what kind of plans did you have again?". Not wanting to let her win this game of flirtatious foreplay, you pull her back into your arms, entwining your lips with hers and stealing a kiss back, giving her bubble butt a quick spank that cracks out loudly upon contact. Seeing her now breathless, lust-filled need lidding her eyes, you respond smugly, "My plans are … you’ll get up on you bed, you’ll lie on your back, and then I’ll fuck you until you’re satisfied. That sound good to you?", turning her towards the bed and giving her a short tap on the ass to get her moving closer to it. Jumping up onto her covers, she rears back up with her back to you, her sizable rump wiggling in your direction. Clearly in a good mood, and getting hornier by the moment, you watch on as she pulls up her pink latex dress and rolls it into a ball, tossing it away. As she tosses it away from herself and ultimately onto the floor, you get a good view of her bouncing side breasts, the exertion making them bounce playfully. Your blonde bimbo girlfriend flumping onto her back without any attempt to make her action look sexy, she calls out to you, "Like, what are you waiting for? Come and fuck me real good hot-stuff, I’m already all wet and drippy for you!". Grinning, you begin approaching the bed, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as you go<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentClothing as you go<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentUnderwear as you go<<else>>already nude and ready<</if>>. Getting up onto it, and stroking her smooth thigh as you do, you tease her, "If you’re so ready then why haven’t you opened up for me", hearing her moan in response to your fondling as she quickly begins spreading her legs and revealing her soaked and puffy mound. <<if !$penis>>Though of course there’s one more thing for you to do before diving in, grabbing your $currentStrapOnDildo filled strap-on and buckling it up first. <</if>> Realizing that no extra foreplay is going to be required, you take hold of your <<if $penis>>rock hard <<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>solid dildo<</if>> as you line yourself up with her warm welcoming cunt. Leaning down to meet her mouth with an extremely passionate kiss, which she returns with needy moans, you place your place one hand behind her head to keep it going, the other moving to her jiggly rump to make sure you don’t miss your target. No longer holding back, you spear <<if $penis>>yourself<<else>>your strap-on<</if>> into her, grunting, "Here we go", for a split-second before continuing snogging her. Bucking wildly, managing to break away from your passionate making-out for only a moment, she groans out happily, "Cock!", before letting you once more continue your enthusiastic exploration of her mouth with your tongue. At the same time, of course, you start to seesaw into her your position restricting you to only small movements, but at the same time bringing with it a warm intimacy that makes it feel all the more intense. You continue your slow yet deliberate fucking for a while, content to stay embraced with your blonde lover. After a while though, Tilly breaks away from your lip-locking session, instead starting to trail kisses down your neck, the sensation surprisingly sensuous. As you slowly begin to make more forceful thrusts, yet still fucking her at a leisurely pace, the new increase of pleasure seems to tip her over the edge. Her warm and inviting cunt sucking your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>faux-cock<</if>> even further into her as she dramatically orgasms, Tilly bites down on your shoulder. It feels great for you too, even the light biting, though you’re still a way away from cumming yourself. Wondering if that means you should stop, unsure if she’d want to continue after already climaxing, you soon find your answer. You open your mouth to speak, but before you can get any words out Tilly has returned to making out with you, panting into your mouth, "More … fuck …", her legs wrapping around your back to keep you from pulling out of her. Rubbing up against each other as you continue to rut into Tilly passionately, she adds to the pleasure by using her leg wrap to pull you in deeper every time you embed yourself into her depths. Her feet heels making contact with your <<checkAss>> rear, it almost feels as if you’re a horse she’s riding and trying to make speed up. Between that and the kissing, nibbling, and biting, it feels a bit like rough sex at times, though it’s never really painful, instead just feeling passionate and energetic. Tilly, meanwhile, manages to orgasm another couple of times, the way her pussy treats you when she does always sending you wild from the sudden influx of sensation. Eventually though, as she starts to give you a hickey on the neck, humping back against you fervently, you finally feel yourself hit your peak. Unable to hold yourself back, you plunge your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>strap-on<</if>> into her depths, holding it there as you unleash a deluge of <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>collected fem-cum<</if>> into her wanton hole as you finally reach your own climax, the wonderful sensations taking your breath away. Of course, your pleasure is only heightened as this spurs Tilly into yet another orgasm, her cunt milking out your orgasm for even longer. Exhausted, you roll off of her, needing to rest up from all that just happened, Tilly seemingly in a similar state. However, after only a brief moment, she dreamily snuggles up next to you, lightly kissing your neck and cheek. "Awesome!", she whispers, before falling into a light nap embracing you on top of the thick, comfortable, and very pink duvet. Laying like that, you both rest up from your activities. Realising that you need to leave soon, you groggily pull yourself up. Taking a moment to get yourself together, you [[prepare yourself to leave|Date Tilly End]]

<<cumInNPCVagina 9>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<orgasm>>Wondering if she’d be up for some missionary style sex, you casually yet flirtyly ask your roommate, "So … I was thinking. Maybe we could have sex together … if you wanted to I mean?", trying not to make her feel uncomfortable from your suggestion. Standing there awkwardly, Jess in response begins rubbing her arm, mumbling, "Oh … OH! Me … and, and … you … doing stuff!? Um .. well, I’m not saying … no … or anything …", her cheeks turning bright red as she does. Pressing her on the matter slightly harder, getting the distinct impression she wants to say yes but is just too embarrassed, you continue again in your flirty tone, "Sounds like a ‘not-no’ is a yes to me. It’s up to you though. Do you want to have some fun together? I’ll be sure to show you a good time", watching her squirm, and just maybe smelling the slight scent of building lust on the air between you. "Okay …", she squeaks, "Yes … we, um … could. I mean … okay … if you want to …", the shy brunette extending out a hand in your direction clumsily as she locks her vision on the ground. Though, as hard as she tries to hide her face from you, her reddened cheeks of embarrassment are unmissable, as is her flattered smile. Holding hands with her, you guide Jess over to your facility provided <<if $bedType == 0>>pink four-poster bed<<else>>blue four-poster bed<</if>>, figuring it to be the best spot in your space for sex. Moving in for a sweet and tender kiss, your lips pressing together but no further for now, you steer Jess around, putting her between the bed and yourself. Then with a gentle urging you press her backwards until she’s sat down on the edge of the duvet. Looking up at you with a nervous, yet still subtly excited, energy, your brunette roommate asks timidly, "Um … what do we … you know, do next?", her thighs slowly starting to rub together. Bending down for another kiss, this one increasingly intimate as you slip your tongue into her mouth, sensuously massaging her own warm and inviting appendage, you gently run your hand up her side. Your hand ending at chest, rubbing at her perky breast and finding a pert nipple as you do, you respond huskily, "This part is nice. Think we could keep doing this for a little longer first. After that we can get a little more … close together<<if !$time == 7 && !$jessAppearance == 2>>. Though we’ll need to get you naked too<</if>>", feeling your own arousal starting to rise. Moaning into your mouth happily as you massage her breast, your make-out session continuing, you see her notice it herself and become increasingly embarrassed. Though, as you watch her reaction it’s more cute than anything. Your swapping of kisses going back and forth, Jess’s confidence slowly growing as she runs one arm around your neck, it’s only after a while that you feel something brushing against your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>crotch<</if>>. Only just able to hold back laughter, you see that the shy girl is running her hand against your <<if $penis>>pubic mound<</if>>, her increasing horniness urging her to explore your body further. Slowly unlinking herself after one last passionate tussle of tongues, Jess scoots herself backwards onto the bed as you follow her movements, getting herself into a better position for you to go further with her. The sweet brunette now completely on top of the covers, lying down with you above her, she responds in a whisper heavy with desire, "I think I’m ready to … start now … if that’s okay with you too …", her long eyelashes batting drowsily at you. Of course, <<if $jessPregnantKnown>>positioned as you are, you slowly begin to help her get her maternity dress over her head and toss it to one side, giving you a full view of her rosy nipples, pregnant belly, and dripping pussy<<elseif $time == 7>>positioned as you are, you can see it all, giving you a full view of her rosy nipples and dripping pussy<<elseif $jessAppearance == 0>>positioned as you are, you begin helping her out of her green tank top and matching skirt, which you toss to one side, giving you a full view of her rosy nipples and dripping pussy<<elseif $jessAppearance == 1>>positioned as you are, you begin helping her out of her maid dress and toss it to one side, giving you a full view of her rosy nipples and dripping pussy<<elseif $jessAppearance == 2>>positioned as you are, you look on at her in her flimsy BDSM harness, her rosy nipples and dripping pussy on full display as always between the lewd black leather straps<<elseif $jessAppearance == 3>>positioned as you are, you slowly begin to undo her hucow bikini and toss it to one side, giving you a full view of her rosy nipples and dripping pussy<</if>>. Grinning from above, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you get yourself out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear getting them out of the way<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you get yourself out of your $currentClothing getting it out of the way<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you get yourself out of your $currentUnderwear getting them out of the way<<else>>and already nude and ready<</if>>, you lean in for another brief kiss. Smiling down at her comfortingly, you tell Jess, "You look so pretty from this angle",seeing her face redden once more as she shyly bites her lip. <<if !$penis>>Though there is one last thing for you to do before diving in, grabbing your $currentStrapOnDildo filled strap-on, you rapidly buckle it up. <</if>> Placing one hand on the bed beside Jess’s head to keep yourself propped up, you take hold of your <<if $penis>>rock hard <<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>solid dildo<</if>> in the other, carefully lining yourself up with her feminine folds. Jess, meanwhile, starts to spread her legs for you to better access her pussy, her dewy folds peeling apart. Now with everything in place, you slowly start to sheath <<if $penis>>yourself<<else>>your strap-on<</if>> within her, taking your time to make sure that she can accommodate to the intrusion. Groaning muffled groans as you enter her, your partner having stuck her hand into her mouth to keep herself quiet, you bottom out in her, finally fully lodged within her silken depths. Staring into your eyes with a look of surprise and enjoyment. Keeping your eyes locked with her, you slowly start to pull out before thrusting back into her, the sensations playing out deep within her clearly evident in her expression, and seeing her so overloaded with pleasure is itself intoxicating to you too. It’s not long before Jess starts to wrap her arms around the back of your neck to pull your face in closer, the new position even more intimate than before. The fucking you’re giving her getting more intense by the minute as you pick up the speed, she begins to moan, "Yes, yes, yes", taking some initiative of her own as she reaches up with her mouth to begin a blisteringly hot tongue kiss with you. It’s a little surprising given who it’s coming from, but certainly appreciated, the extra sensations coming from your tongues pressed against one another heightening your experience all the more. Eventually though, as she become ever more expressive in her enjoyment, tiny moaning sounds pouring into your mouth as she kisses you more intensely, Jess suddenly pulls her head back against the bedding. Squealing loudly and not at all trying to hide it, she begins to shudder dramatically, an orgasm rolling through her entire body. As her pussy sucks your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>strap-on<</if>> in and then holds onto it like a vice, everything finally overloads you too, causing you to unleash a torrent of <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>collected fem-cum<</if>> into her. Her pussy continuing to massage your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>faux-cock<</if>> long moments after the rush of intense pleasure has subsided, you continue to feel small aftershocks from it, the pair of you luxuriating in the experience. Exhausted, you roll off of her, letting your combined juices spill out onto the top of your duvet. However, tired as you are, all you can manage is to flop down and take a rest, Jess seemingly in a similar state if the panting sounds she’s making are anything to go by. Slowly and delicately snuggling up to you as soon as she musters the small amount of energy needed to do so, Jess rests her head on your chest, her silken brunette hair lightly tickling you. She doesn’t say much, unsurprising really given how worn out you both are, but you do think you briefly hear in barely a whisper, "That was nice …". Laying like that, you both rest up from your activities. However, you know that you can’t wait around all day. Slowly getting yourself and Jess back up, you give her one last soft and tender kiss on the lips, turning her face bright red from the sweet gesture. Getting back to your feet, and helping her back up to, you [[enter back into casual conversation with her|Room Jess Roommate Main]].

<<cumInNPCVagina 9>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<orgasm>>Wanting to have sex with her, and curious to whether she’d be happy to oblige you, you casually tell your slave, "So, my slave, I was thinking that we should spend some quality time together. A good owner looks after all of their slave’s needs don’t they? And, sexual needs are part of that too I would think". The sudden look of surprise she returns to you, followed by one of embarrassment tinged with excitement, is all it takes to really get you in the mood for playing with her. Standing there awkwardly, your slave Jess in response begins rubbing her arm, mumbling shyly, "Oh … OH! Me … and, and … <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> … doing stuff!? Um .. well, I’m … but … is that what you … you, really want …", her cheeks turning bright red as she does. Staking your dominant claim on her slightly harder, getting the distinct impression she wants it but is just too embarrassed to say so, you continue again in your firm yet flirty tone, "Sounds like a my little slave is so delirious with need that she can’t even get all of her words out. Whilst I am your <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>, so my pleasure is the most important, I’m sure you’ll enjoy yourself too ", watching her squirm, and just maybe smelling the slight scent of building lust on the air between you. "Okay <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …", she squeaks, "Yes … we, um … could. I mean … okay … if you want to …", the shy brunette slave-girl extending out a hand in your direction clumsily as she locks her vision on the ground. Though, as hard as she tries to hide her face from you, her reddened cheeks of embarrassment are unmissable, as is her flattered smile. Holding hands with her, you guide Jess over to your facility provided <<if $bedType == 0>>pink four-poster bed<<else>>blue four-poster bed<</if>>, figuring it to be the best spot in your space for sex. Moving in for a sweet and tender kiss to show her who’s in charge, your lips pressing together but no further for now, you steer Jess around, putting her between the bed and yourself. Then with a gentle urging you press her backwards until she’s sat down on the edge of the duvet. Looking up at you with a nervous, yet still subtly excited, energy, your brunette roommate asks timidly, "Um … what do we … you know, do next <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>?", her thighs slowly starting to rub together. Bending down for another kiss, this one increasingly intimate as you slip your tongue into her mouth, sensuously massaging her own warm and inviting appendage, you gently run your hand up her side. Your hand ending at chest, rubbing at her perky breast and finding a pert nipple as you do, you respond huskily, "This part is nice. Think we could keep doing this for a little longer first. After that we can get a little more … close together<<if !$time == 7 && !$jessAppearance == 2>>. Though we’ll need to get you naked too my sweet slave<</if>>", feeling your own arousal starting to rise. Moaning into your mouth happily as you massage her breast, your make-out session continuing, you see her notice it herself and become increasingly embarrassed. Though, as you watch her reaction it’s more cute than anything. Your swapping of kisses going back and forth, Jess’s confidence slowly growing as she runs one arm around your neck, it’s only after a while that you feel something brushing against your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>crotch<</if>>. Only just able to hold back laughter, you see that the shy slave-girl is running her hand against your <<if $penis>>pubic mound<</if>>, her increasing horniness urging her to explore your body further. Slowly unlinking herself after one last passionate tussle of tongues, Jess scoots herself backwards onto the bed as you follow her movements, getting herself into a better position for you to go further with her. The sweet brunette now completely on top of the covers, lying down with you above her, she responds in a whisper heavy with desire, "I think I’m ready to … start now <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> … if that’s okay with you too, I mean …", her long eyelashes batting drowsily at you. Of course, <<if $jessPregnantKnown>>positioned as you are, you slowly begin to help her get her maternity dress over her head and toss it to one side, giving you a full view of her rosy nipples, pregnant belly, and dripping pussy<<elseif $time == 7>>positioned as you are, you can see it all, giving you a full view of her rosy nipples and dripping pussy<<elseif $jessAppearance == 0>>positioned as you are, you begin helping her out of her green tank top and matching skirt, which you toss to one side, giving you a full view of her rosy nipples and dripping pussy<<elseif $jessAppearance == 1>>positioned as you are, you begin helping her out of her maid dress and toss it to one side, giving you a full view of her rosy nipples and dripping pussy<<elseif $jessAppearance == 2>>positioned as you are, you look on at her in her flimsy BDSM harness, her rosy nipples and dripping pussy on full display as always between the lewd black leather straps<<elseif $jessAppearance == 3>>positioned as you are, you slowly begin to undo her hucow bikini and toss it to one side, giving you a full view of her rosy nipples and dripping pussy<</if>>. Grinning from above, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you get yourself out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear getting them out of the way<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you get yourself out of your $currentClothing getting it out of the way<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you get yourself out of your $currentUnderwear getting them out of the way<<else>>and already nude and ready<</if>>, you lean in for another brief kiss. Smiling down at her comfortingly, you tell Jess, "You look so pretty from this angle, my slave",seeing her face redden once more as she shyly bites her lip. <<if !$penis>>Though there is one last thing for you to do before diving in, grabbing your $currentStrapOnDildo filled strap-on, you rapidly buckle it up. <</if>> Placing one hand on the bed beside Jess’s head to keep yourself propped up, you take hold of your <<if $penis>>rock hard <<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>solid dildo<</if>> in the other, carefully lining yourself up with her feminine folds. Jess, meanwhile, starts to spread her legs for you to better access her pussy, her dewy folds peeling apart. Now with everything in place, you slowly start to sheath <<if $penis>>yourself<<else>>your strap-on<</if>> within her, taking your time to make sure that she can accommodate to the intrusion. Groaning muffled groans as you enter her, your partner having stuck her hand into her mouth to keep herself quiet, you bottom out in her, finally fully lodged within her silken depths. Staring into your eyes with a look of surprise and enjoyment. Keeping your eyes locked with her, you slowly start to pull out before thrusting back into her, the sensations playing out deep within her clearly evident in her expression, and seeing her so overloaded with pleasure is itself intoxicating to you too. It’s not long before Jess starts to wrap her arms around the back of your neck to pull your face in closer, the new position even more intimate than before. The fucking you’re giving her getting more intense by the minute as you pick up the speed, she begins to moan, "Yes, yes, yes … <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>", taking some initiative of her own as she reaches up with her mouth to begin a blisteringly hot tongue kiss with you. It’s a little surprising given who it’s coming from, but certainly appreciated, the extra sensations coming from your tongues pressed against one another heightening your experience all the more. Eventually though, as she become ever more expressive in her enjoyment, tiny moaning sounds pouring into your mouth as she kisses you more intensely, Jess suddenly pulls her head back against the bedding. Squealing loudly and not at all trying to hide it, she begins to shudder dramatically, an orgasm rolling through her entire body. As her pussy sucks your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>strap-on<</if>> in and then holds onto it like a vice, everything finally overloads you too, causing you to unleash a torrent of <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>collected fem-cum<</if>> into her. Her pussy continuing to massage your <<if $penis>>cock<<else>>faux-cock<</if>> long moments after the rush of intense pleasure has subsided, you continue to feel small aftershocks from it, the pair of you luxuriating in the experience. Exhausted, you roll off of her, letting your combined juices spill out onto the top of your duvet. However, tired as you are, all you can manage is to flop down and take a rest, Jess seemingly in a similar state if the panting sounds she’s making are anything to go by. Slowly and delicately snuggling up to you as soon as she musters the small amount of energy needed to do so, your slave Jess rests her head on your chest, her silken brunette hair lightly tickling you. She doesn’t say much, unsurprising really given how worn out you both are, but you do think you briefly hear in barely a whisper, "That was nice <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>> …". Laying like that, you both rest up from your activities. However, you know that you can’t wait around all day. Slowly getting yourself and your slave back up, you give her one last soft and tender kiss on the lips, turning her face bright red from the sweet gesture. Getting back to your feet, and helping her back up to, you [[enter back into casual conversation with her|Room Jess Slave Main]].

<<if $tillyRelationship <= 97>><<set $tillyRelationship += 3>><<else>><<set $tillyRelationship = 100>><</if>><<set $tillyPregnantKnown = true>><<set $tillyPregnancyCountDown = -1>>Distracting with getting ready to start the day, you suddenly hear a loud crashing, "BANG, BANG, BANG!", coming from your front door, the familiar whooshing sound of it opening coming soon after. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/TillyPregnantLarge.png]]</div> Confused at what is going on, you turn to see Tilly … except she looks a bit different. Whilst her change of outfit is quite striking, now wearing a tiny white bralette crop top, and a pair of ultra-thin pink cotton mini-shorts, what makes the most impact is her huge and likely pregnant belly that she cradles with both hands for support. Though, if you had to guess you’d also say her breasts were bigger too, her pert nipples showing through the thin white material of her top. Giggling and rushing over to you, the energetic blonde finds it difficult to give you the hug she intended, having to lean in and approach you slightly side-on to manage it. "Hey cutie!", she calls out, smooching you on the cheek with her plump pink-painted lips, "So, like … I’ve got a super big surprise to tell you!". Guessing what the surprise is, you respond, "Hey Tilly. Let me guess, the surprise is that you’re pregnant?", Tilly standing in shocked awe at your response. Her hands clamped to her cheeks, the blonde bimbo gasps, "How did you guess! Not fair!", before returning to her normal flirty and giggly tone, "Oh well, guess it was, like, a little guess-able. But yeah, I’m totally pregnant. I woke up, and was like, ‘what’s going on?’, but then I went to my doctor, and he was all nice and told me I’d got pregnant and stuff. That means I’m going to be a hot mom, full on MILF time for Tilly. And, you get to be the daddy. That’s what the doctor said at least". Smiling in response, you return a short hug to her, congratulating Tilly, "It’s good to see you’re in such a good mood about it. Hopefully it’ll be an easy pregnancy for you", partly wondering if she’s sure you’re the father given how sexually open she is. Continuing her happy grin, she responds excitedly, "Thankies! At first I was a little worried, but, like, you’re super reliable. Also, you’re really cute, so I’m sure our baby … or babies, will be super adorable. Wasn’t sure if you’d be the father, but the doctor said so, something about your super virility or something. Now I have even bigger boobies, and they’ll give me stuff for having the baby, and some people are really turned on by the prego-belly too!". Kissing you on the cheek again, Tilly giggles, "But … I should probably get back to stuff. Like, I have a super busy day ahead of me, and I don’t want to be late to being ‘inspected’, or my work-stuff. Just wanted to let you know … daddy! He, he, this is going to be so much fun! See you later cutie!", the now-pregnant blonde waddling back out of your apartment in a rush, once more cradling her fully exposed pregnancy belly. Still a little shocked by the surprise revelation, not that you necessarily should be given both how virile you are and that you did have sex with her, you take a moment to soak in the reality that you managed to get Tilly pregnant. Still, she seems happy about it, and there don’t seem to be any issues you’ll have to deal with. Knowing there’s nothing else for you to do, you [[return to trying to start your day|interuptDestinationMorning( $intendedLocation )]].

<<if $jessRelationship <= 97>><<set $jessRelationship += 3>><<else>><<set $jessRelationship = 100>><</if>><<set $jessPregnantKnown = true>><<set $jessPregnancyCountDown = -1>>Engrossed in your morning routine, you hear a shy feminine cough from behind you, as if someone is trying to get your attention but doesn’t want to really interrupt you. Following that though, you hear the familiar nervous tone of your <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>roommate<</if>> Jess, quietly say, "Um … <<if $jessSlave>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>> … there’s … well, um, I … something to talk … about …", the way she talks giving you the impression that she’s even more anxious than usual. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessPregnantLarge.png]]</div> Confused at what is going on, you turn to see Jess … except she looks a bit different. Now wearing a loose sleeveless pale yellow summer dress that ends above the knee, what makes the most impact is her huge and likely pregnant belly that she cradles with both hands for support. Though, if you had to guess you’d also say her breasts were bigger too. Looking her over, you respond in a surprised yet comforting tone, "Yes, it does look like you might have something to talk to me about, <<if $jessSlave>>my slave<<else>>Jess<</if>>. Are you okay?", wanting to calm your worried <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>roommate<</if>> down at least a little. Slowly nodding, her cheeks starting to turn increasingly red with embarrassment, Jess begins to quietly explain, "Well <<if $jessSlave>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>, when I woke up earlier this morning I noticed that I was … well, really big. So, I quickly went to my doctor within the facility, not wanting to worry you. And, he … he said that I was pregnant … and that … that, um … that you were the father". Pulling her into a sweet hug, you continue to comfort her, congratulating <<if $jessSlave>>your slave<<else>>Jess<</if>>, "It’s okay. It might seem scary now, but with all the technology they have in the facility it’s extremely unlikely anything will go wrong. I’m sure you’ll probably even enjoy the experience once you’ve gotten over the shock. So, congratulations Jess, you’re going to be a mom", partly wondering if given how sexually charged the facility is, that you might potentially not be the father. Snuggling you back, her nervous stance dissipating, even if she does have some difficulty hugging you given her now much larger pregnancy belly, Jess whispers, "I’m glad you’re not mad <<if $jessSlave>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>. I didn’t want to get in trouble with you. Though, a large part of me was also really glad that you’re the father. It’s kind of amazing how much information those high-tech scanners they have can give, though the doctor didn’t tell me much more about the baby … or babies. He did say that I should wear this maternity dress though … and gave me some leaflets about child care and pregnancy", indicating towards her loose fitting dress. "Thank you for being so understanding<<if $jessSlave>> <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><</if>>. I should probably … um, give you some space now though. Okay … I’ll, talk to you later … maybe after you’ve got ready …", the shy brunette finishes, slowly waddling off out of your way to give you some space, all the while cradling her now obviously pregnant belly.<<if $lactationPlay && !$jessLactating>><<set $jessLactating = true>> However, before she gets too far away, Jess turns around and adds in a tone tinged with embarrassment, "Oh … um … there was one more thing … <<if $jessSlave>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>. You see … um … when you get … you know … it can also start you … er … you see my breasts are … milk now. I mean … I’m making milk in my … in my boobs", the sweet brunette gesturing to her breasts before realising what she’s doing and continuing her nervous shuffle away at a quicker pace, having now informed you about her new lactation situation.<</if>> Still a little shocked by the surprise revelation, not that you necessarily should be given both how virile you are and that you did have sex with her, you take a moment to soak in the reality that you managed to get <<if $jessSlave>>your slave <</if>>Jess pregnant. Still, she seems okay with it, and there don’t seem to be any issues you’ll have to deal with. Knowing there’s nothing else for you to do, you [[return to trying to start your day|interuptDestinationMorning( $intendedLocation )]].

<<if $villinRelationship <= 97>><<set $villinRelationship += 3>><<else>><<set $villinRelationship = 100>><</if>><<set $villinPregnantKnown = true>><<set $villinPregnancyCountDown = -1>>Preoccupied with your morning routine, you hear an urgent knocking on your apartment door. Moving towards it, wondering who would want to get your attention, but wouldn’t just storm in, you hear the familiar voice of your <<if $villinABDL>>Little<<elseif $villinCollared>>submissive<<else>>girlfriend<</if>> Villin call out, "Hey! Hey <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<elseif $villinDating>>honey<</if>>. I’m sorry to bother you so early, but … well, I really need to talk with you about something". Loudly responding back to her through the front door, "I’m almost there. Are you okay?", as you finally reach it, opening it up with a whoosh, what you see next is certainly surprising. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VillinLarge.png]]</div> Standing before you, you see Villin as expected … except she looks a bit different. Continuing to wear her usual combination of a sweater and jean shorts, though the sweater is much baggier and stretchy-er than usual, what stands out to you now is her huge and likely pregnant belly that she cradles with both hands for support. Though, if you had to guess you’d also say her breasts were bigger too, her pert pierced nipples showing prominently beneath her thin sweater. Nervously biting her bottom lip, the violet-haired bunny-girl, comments awkwardly, "Yeah. Didn’t really know a better way to bring this up with you. Woke up like this, this morning. Was pretty spooked by it, you never know around here what’s going on, so went to see a doctor. Turns out I’m pregnant … and, well, given that you’re the only person I’ve slept with lately … guess that means it’s yours. Though, the doctor also seemed to think it was yours too, something about DNA scan records or something", your girlfriend proceeding to just stand there and scratch the back of her head. Taking her hand and guiding her inside, before giving her an affectionate and supportive hug, you congratulate her, "It’s okay. Like you said, there isn’t really a better way to break the news, and it was pretty obvious what you wanted to talk about the moment I saw you. Still, it might seem scary now, or maybe the scary part was telling me, but with all the technology they have in the facility it’s extremely unlikely anything will go wrong. I’m sure you’ll probably even enjoy the experience once you’ve gotten over the shock. So, congratulations Villin, you’re going to be a mom", Cuddling back up against you for comfort, even if she does have some difficulty hugging you given her now much larger pregnancy belly, Villin smiles, "That’s a relief. Wasn’t sure what you’d think on the matter, but glad you’re taking it well. Given everything that has happened to me in this place, getting pregnant isn’t that worrying really. I mean, um, I’m not sure how ready I am for the whole family building part yet, but maybe now is the right time to become a mother. You know. Plus, like you say, with all the tech they have, don’t think I have anything to worry about from … well, the being pregnant part", indicating towards her expansive pregnancy belly. "Sorry I can’t stick around too long though, <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<elseif $villinDating>>honey<</if>>. I’m not really that good in the kitchen, but Mr Alfonsi always needs a hand in the mornings with the prep work. Not to mention getting everything in place for morning opening hours. We can talk more about this later, but for now I’m just happy we talked about it and it went down well", the shy alt-girl finishes, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek and saying her goodbyes before slowly waddling back through your front door and out of sight, all the while cradling her now obviously pregnant belly. Still a little shocked by the surprise revelation, not that you necessarily should be given both how virile you are and that you did have sex with her, you take a moment to soak in the reality that you managed to get Villin pregnant. Still, she seems okay with it, and there don’t seem to be any issues you’ll have to deal with. Knowing there’s nothing else for you to do, you [[return to trying to start your day|interuptDestinationMorning( $intendedLocation )]].

/* test - - <<set $impregnationChildTemplate = {Number: 1, ChildrenInImpregnation: 2, ImpregnationNumber: 1, Duration: 45, Gender: "Male", Father: -1, Mother: 9, Type: 1, Personality: 1, Size: 1, Hair: false, HairColour: "Black", SkinColour: "White", EyeColour: "Brown", Kept: true}>><<set $currentImpregnation[0] = $impregnationChildTemplate>><<set $impregnationChildTemplate = {Number: 2, ChildrenInImpregnation: 2, ImpregnationNumber: 1, Duration: 45, Gender: "Female", Father: -1, Mother: 9, Type: 1, Personality: 1, Size: 3, Hair: true, HairColour: "Blonde", SkinColour: "White", EyeColour: "Blue", Kept: true}>><<set $currentImpregnation[1] = $impregnationChildTemplate>><<set $pregnancyPlay = true>> - - test end */Travelling down one of the many nondescript corridors within the facility, nothing stands out to you as unusual. Sure, there are a few staff, residents, and guests passing by you on your journey, but no one that interacts with you or seems particularly interesting. However, as you hear a blaring, "NE-NAW,NE-NAW!", siren sound off from ahead of you, you suddenly start to feel that something is about to happen. Standing still, but wondering if you should start running away from the noise, you have to do a double-take as you spot what looks like a cylindrical robot speeding down the corridor towards you. A shiny, and almost featureless metal cylinder, about 3 foot tall, and with a single red circular eye-like light inset into its front near the top, from what you can tell it’s the source of the commotion. Still, when it ominously stops before you, the siren shutting off, you start getting a little more nervous. "TRAINEE … $firstName. IS THIS YOUR DESIGNATION?", the bot shouts at you in a loud monotone voice, making you jump from surprise. Feeling more than a little awkward, you answer, "Yes, that’s me", wondering what it wants from you enough to cause so much of a racket in its approach. Continuing, the robot explains, "YOUR PRESENCE HAS BEEN SUMMONED BY I MEDICAL SPECIALIST. PLEASE FOLLOW ME TO THEM IMMEDIATELY. YOU WILL BE ESCORTED TO THE RELAVENT MEDICAL SPECIALIST", continuing to shout every word as it beings nudging at you with its chunky metal body. Sighing at the insistent machine, you respond, "Sure, sure … just give me a moment …", as you dodge out of reach from its prodding. You still don’t know what this is about, but arguing with a robot that seems to be owned by the facility is unlikely to end well for you. Without any further build up, the robots rapidly starts to scoot off back down the corridor, expecting you to follow, and letting off its siren whenever it considers you too far away. Meanwhile, sighing to yourself as you walk behind it, all you can do is <<if $currentImpregnation[0].Mother <= 6>><a data-passage="Unknown Mother Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 7>><a data-passage="Villin Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 8>><a data-passage="Tilly Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 9>><a data-passage="Jess Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 10>><a data-passage="Alice Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 11>><a data-passage="Jasmine Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><</if>>.

Wandering around your room and trying to pass the time, nothing stands out to you as unusual. However, as you hear a blaring, "NE-NAW,NE-NAW!", siren sound off from outside of your apartment, you suddenly start to feel that something is about to happen. Standing still, but wondering if you should hide away from the noise, you have to do a double-take as you spot what looks like a cylindrical robot pass through your front door which automatically opens for it. A shiny, and almost featureless metal cylinder, about 3 foot tall, and with a single red circular eye-like light inset into its front near the top, from what you can tell it’s the source of the commotion. Still, when it ominously stops before you, the siren shutting off, you start getting a little more nervous. "TRAINEE … $firstName. IS THIS YOUR DESIGNATION?", the bot shouts at you in a loud monotone voice, making you jump from surprise. Feeling more than a little awkward, you answer, "Yes, that’s me", wondering what it wants from you enough to cause so much of a racket in its approach. Continuing, the robot explains, "YOUR PRESENCE HAS BEEN SUMMONED BY I MEDICAL SPECIALIST. PLEASE FOLLOW ME TO THEM IMMEDIATELY. YOU WILL BE ESCORTED TO THE RELAVENT MEDICAL SPECIALIST", continuing to shout every word as it beings nudging at you with its chunky metal body. Sighing at the insistent machine, you respond, "Sure, sure … just give me a moment …", as you dodge out of reach from its prodding. You still don’t know what this is about, but arguing with a robot that seems to be owned by the facility is unlikely to end well for you. Without any further build up, the robots rapidly starts to scoot off back down the corridor, expecting you to follow, and letting off its siren whenever it considers you too far away. Meanwhile, sighing to yourself as you walk behind it, all you can do is <<if $currentImpregnation[0].Mother <= 6>><a data-passage="Unknown Mother Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 7>><a data-passage="Villin Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 8>><a data-passage="Tilly Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 9>><a data-passage="Jess Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 10>><a data-passage="Alice Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 11>><a data-passage="Jasmine Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><</if>>.

Wandering around your room as you try to get ready to start your day, nothing stands out to you as unusual. However, as you hear a blaring, "NE-NAW,NE-NAW!", siren sound off from outside of your apartment, you suddenly start to feel that something is about to happen. Standing still, but wondering if you should hide away from the noise, you have to do a double-take as you spot what looks like a cylindrical robot pass through your front door which automatically opens for it. A shiny, and almost featureless metal cylinder, about 3 foot tall, and with a single red circular eye-like light inset into its front near the top, from what you can tell it’s the source of the commotion. Still, when it ominously stops before you, the siren shutting off, you start getting a little more nervous. "TRAINEE … $firstName. IS THIS YOUR DESIGNATION?", the bot shouts at you in a loud monotone voice, making you jump from surprise. Feeling more than a little awkward, you answer, "Yes, that’s me", wondering what it wants from you enough to cause so much of a racket in its approach. Continuing, the robot explains, "YOUR PRESENCE HAS BEEN SUMMONED BY I MEDICAL SPECIALIST. PLEASE FOLLOW ME TO THEM IMMEDIATELY. YOU WILL BE ESCORTED TO THE RELAVENT MEDICAL SPECIALIST", continuing to shout every word as it beings nudging at you with its chunky metal body. Sighing at the insistent machine, you respond, "Sure, sure … just give me a moment …", as you dodge out of reach from its prodding. You still don’t know what this is about, but arguing with a robot that seems to be owned by the facility is unlikely to end well for you. Without any further build up, the robots rapidly starts to scoot off back down the corridor, expecting you to follow, and letting off its siren whenever it considers you too far away. Meanwhile, sighing to yourself as you walk behind it, all you can do is <<if $currentImpregnation[0].Mother <= 6>><a data-passage="Unknown Mother Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 7>><a data-passage="Villin Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 8>><a data-passage="Tilly Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 9>><a data-passage="Jess Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 10>><a data-passage="Alice Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><<elseif $currentImpregnation[0].Mother == 11>><a data-passage="Jasmine Impregnation Birthing Start">follow the strange robot</a><</if>>.

Speedily making your way through the facility as you follow your robotic guide, you find yourself taken up to the Medical Hub. Ultimately your journey ending as you pass through a double door emblazoned with a logo that states the location as, "Family Affair – Family Planning Clinic", the logo itself comprised of colourful geometric shapes that resemble a couple holding hands. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FamilyAffair.png]]</div> Glancing around you see clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration. Most notably, you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room, the main difference between what you’d find in a dentist’s office being that it also has foot stirrups that are currently not locked up into a usable position. Coming through a wooden side door, you see a 5 ft 4 beautiful brunette woman enter, her hair loosely straight and flowing over her shoulder. With piercing blue eyes, sumptuous lips, and sizable D-Cup breasts, her most notable trait is still probably her extremely obviously pregnant belly the pushes out before her. Wearing an off the shoulder breezy white maternity dress with sweeping sleeves, if you had to describe her it’d be difficult not to use the term ‘angelic’. <<if $metMonica>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Monica, the pregnant pregnancy specialist.<</if>> <<if $metMonica>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully approaches you, Monica greets you, "Hello again $firstName. As you already know, I’m Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair. It seems that you have impregnated either a surrogate, or, someone who at least wishes to release custody of the contents of their pregnancy to you. As part of the terms of this matter, they wish to remain anonymous, so will be giving birth in another room, but you will need to remain here for legal reasons. It’s a pleasure to see you again. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<<else>><<set $metMonica = true>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully walks over to you, the massively pregnant woman greeting you, "Hello $firstName. My name is Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair. It seems that you have impregnated either a surrogate, or, someone who at least wishes to release custody of the contents of their pregnancy to you. As part of the terms of this matter, they wish to remain anonymous, so will be giving birth in another room, but you will need to remain here for legal reasons. It’s a pleasure to meet you. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<</if>> Giving her a friendly nod, you respond, "Hello. I … um … what do I need to do?", deferring to her expertise on the matter. Patting you reassuringly on the shoulder, your pregnant doctor explains, "Just take a seat. Don’t worry, you don’t need to sit on the gynaecology chair, we have another chair over her", pointing towards a more normal seat, "For the time being you just need to wait here, and when the mother of your child gives birth we’ll bring it in for you to see. There may also be some small legal matters to settle, but again, nothing to concern yourself with". Shouting, "TRAINEE … $firstName .. HAS BEEN DELIVERED", the short robot shifts yours and Monica’s focus back to it, before immediately departing at break-neck speeds without another word, leaving you alone with Monica. Taking a seat as she indicated, Monica enlightens you, "We here at Family Affair offer a range of services, including; fertility and virility treatments, prenatal training, pregnancy examinations, fertility and virility related biological modifications, various forms of contraception, and surrogate services for those interested in having children. It’s a bit of an eclectic selection to be sure, however, it’s our intention to cover any reproductive system related matter our clients might have. We also have an arrangement with the facility to handle any on-site birthing’s that occur, such as your partner … well previous partner". "Once they give birth, then we’ll let you have some time with your child, or children as the case may be, and the opportunity to name them. After that they’ll be sent over to the facility nursery as part of standard procedure. The next part might be slightly awkward, however, as a trainee programme member it’s left to you whether you wish to retain custody of your children, or whether you’d instead prefer to put them up for adoption. Given your healthy modified genetics, there is a high demand for adoptive children from wealthy families, and you would be compensated for in-effect being their surrogate father. Though that’s not a choice you need to make immediately. There is also a small, and capped, daily fee for retaining your children within the nursery, but I don’t think now is really the right time for money talk", the heavily pregnant brunette finishes, glancing at you and turning only briefly to glance over at a computer monitor. "That all makes sense", you respond, mulling over everything she’s just explained. Smiling warmly, Monica continues, "Great! Sadly, I’ll have to leave you alone while I tend to your … the mother of your children. But, it should only take a few minutes, so you shouldn’t have to wait long", the graceful brunette giving you another reassuring pat on the shoulder as she heads out of the door, leaving you alone in her doctor’s office. Glancing around to occupy your mind, you take a deep breath. You’re soon going to be a father. With nothing else to do though, [[your wait for Monica to return|Unknown Mother Impregnation Birthing First Child]].

Slightly richer, and having contributed to the circle of life, you hope you aren’t late as you [[continue onward|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

Speedily making your way through the facility as you follow your robotic guide, you find yourself taken up to the Medical Hub. Ultimately your journey ending as you pass through a double door emblazoned with a logo that states the location as, "Family Affair – Family Planning Clinic", the logo itself comprised of colourful geometric shapes that resemble a couple holding hands. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FamilyAffair.png]]</div> Glancing around you see clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration. Most notably, you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room with Tilly laid atop of it, her legs currently raised and held apart by stirrups. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/TillyPregnantLarge.png]]</div> With her long light blonde hair, and her expressive blue eyes, the ditzy Tilly is as pretty as ever. With plump kissable lips, she also likes to have at least a bit of girly makeup on to make her look all the more feminine, her sizable already sizable boobs now bigger due to her pregnancy adding to her bimbo-ish look. She’s currently only wearing a white crop-top bralette, her short pink cotton mini-shorts she’s been wearing since discovering her pregnancy now nowhere to be seen, leaving her splayed pussy on fully display to you. Realizing you’ve arrived, Tilly giggles happily, "Hey cutie! It totally looks like I’m about to make some babies … oh, wait, we already made the babies though …", her confusion on how to explain that she’s about to give birth endearingly cute. Approaching her, you hold her hand comfortingly, "Hey Tilly. Are you okay? If there’s anything you need I can go get it. Otherwise I’m here to help with whatever I can to make this the easiest and most comfortable for you", wanting to do your best to be there for her during this potentially scary experience. The bubbly blonde, however, doesn’t seem to be nervous at all, musing flirtyly, "Ooo, like we could do some super fun naughty stuff before the doctor gets back. Oh, or you could go and buy me a sexy dress …", getting completely distracted by all the stuff she might want. It’s at this point, coming through a wooden side door, you see a 5 ft 4 beautiful brunette woman enter, her hair loosely straight and flowing over her shoulder. With piercing blue eyes, sumptuous lips, and sizable D-Cup breasts, her most notable trait is still probably her extremely obviously pregnant belly the pushes out before her. Wearing an off the shoulder breezy white maternity dress with sweeping sleeves, if you had to describe her it’d be difficult not to use the term ‘angelic’. <<if $metMonica>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Monica, the pregnant pregnancy specialist.<</if>> <<if $metMonica>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully approaches you, Monica greets you, "Hello again $firstName and Tilly. As you already know, I’m Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be Tilly’s midwife today. It’s a pleasure to see you both again. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<<else>><<set $metMonica = true>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully walks over to you, the massively pregnant woman greeting you, "Hello $firstName and Tilly. My name is Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be Tilly’s midwife today. It’s a pleasure to meet you $firstName, and to meet you again Tilly. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<</if>> Giving her a friendly nod, you respond, "Hello. I … um … is there anything I can do to help her?", deferring to her expertise on the matter. Tilly on the other hand waves enthusiastically, calling out, "Hey doc. Thankies for helping me with my baby-stuff". Patting her reassuringly on the shoulder, the pregnant doctor explains, "You’re welcome. There’s nothing either of you need to do, but while we wait I’ll just go over a couple of quick details so you’re completely in the know about everything that’s about to happen". Shouting, "TRAINEE … $firstName .. HAS BEEN DELIVERED", the short robot shifts everyone’s focus back to it, before immediately departing at break-neck speeds without another word. Waiting patiently at Tilly’s side, Monica enlightens you, "We here at Family Affair offer a range of services, including; fertility and virility treatments, prenatal training, pregnancy examinations, fertility and virility related biological modifications, various forms of contraception, and surrogate services for those interested in having children. It’s a bit of an eclectic selection to be sure, however, it’s our intention to cover any reproductive system related matter our clients might have. We also have an arrangement with the facility to handle any on-site birthing’s that occur". "Once you give birth, then we’ll let you have some time with your child, or children as the case may be, and the opportunity to name them. After that they’ll be sent over to the facility nursery as part of standard procedure. The next part might be slightly awkward, however, as $firstName is a trainee programme member it’s left to them whether they wish to retain custody of your children, or whether you’d instead prefer to put them up for adoption. That is, unless Tilly wishes to file for ownership and pay the relevant fees to the facility. Given both of your healthy modified genetics, there is a high demand for adoptive children from wealthy families, and there would be compensated for you in-effect being their surrogate father. Though that’s not a choice you need to make immediately. There is also a small, and capped, daily fee for retaining your children within the nursery, but I don’t think now is really the right time for money talk", the heavily pregnant brunette finishes, glancing at you and turning only briefly to glance over at a computer monitor. "Is that okay?", you ask the Tilly, unsure if making such big decisions on what to do with your children is right. Nonetheless, the ditzy blonde just shrugs and giggles, "Like, you’re way better at the thinking stuff. I totes am happy for you to figure all that out for me. Plus, pretty sure they wouldn’t let me keep kids no my own anyway. I’d probably get too distracted by all the sexy-stuff", easing your concern at least a little. Smiling warmly, Monica continues, "Excellent, you’re doing wonderfully still. Seeing as we still have a couple of minutes, it feels like a good time to go through the last stages of the process too. From your medical records there should be an almost instantaneous recovery time, so no damage to the vagina, and no stretch marks to deal with. In fact, everything is so well engineered with our modifications that the umbilical cord will even self-detach", her conversation only briefly interrupted as she glances over at a computer monitor. Getting a good look at her reassuring smile as she begins repositioning herself between Tilly’s splayed legs, you get the impression that she suspects [[the birthing to be immenent|Tilly Impregnation Birthing First Child]].

Speedily making your way through the facility as you follow your robotic guide, you find yourself taken up to the Medical Hub. Ultimately your journey ending as you pass through a double door emblazoned with a logo that states the location as, "Family Affair – Family Planning Clinic", the logo itself comprised of colourful geometric shapes that resemble a couple holding hands. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FamilyAffair.png]]</div> Glancing around you see clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration. Most notably, you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room with Jess laid atop of it, her legs currently raised and held apart by stirrups. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JessPregnantLarge.png]]</div> With her shoulder length brown hair, and her expressive brown eyes, your <<if $jessSlave>>slave<<else>>roommate<</if>> Jess looks as lovely as always . With delicate feminine features, lacking any real makeup to speak of, her breasts are still larger than they used to be as a result of her pregnancy. She’s currently only wearing a sleeveless light yellow summer dress, which is at the moment rolled up past her waist, leaving her splayed pussy on fully display to you. Realizing you’ve arrived, Jess shyly waves, "Hello <<if $jessSlave>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>. It … um .. I think I’m going to … be, um … you know … giving birth to our … um … soon …", her quiet nervousness endearingly cute. Approaching her, you hold her hand comfortingly, "Hey Jess. Are you okay? If there’s anything you need I can go get it. Otherwise I’m here to help with whatever I can to make this the easiest and most comfortable for you", wanting to do your best to be there for her during this potentially scary experience. The sweet brunette however looks at you with an expression of gratitude, shaking her head, "No, it’s okay <<if $jessSlave>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>> … I … well … I don’t want to be any trouble …", a light blush reaching her cheeks as she seemingly gets embarrassed about the attention she’s receiving. It’s at this point, coming through a wooden side door, you see a 5 ft 4 beautiful brunette woman enter, her hair loosely straight and flowing over her shoulder. With piercing blue eyes, sumptuous lips, and sizable D-Cup breasts, her most notable trait is still probably her extremely obviously pregnant belly the pushes out before her. Wearing an off the shoulder breezy white maternity dress with sweeping sleeves, if you had to describe her it’d be difficult not to use the term ‘angelic’. <<if $metMonica>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Monica, the pregnant pregnancy specialist.<</if>> <<if $metMonica>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully approaches you, Monica greets you, "Hello again $firstName and Jess. As you already know, I’m Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be Jess’s midwife today. It’s a pleasure to see you both again. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<<else>><<set $metMonica = true>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully walks over to you, the massively pregnant woman greeting you, "Hello $firstName and Jess. My name is Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be Jess’s midwife today. It’s a pleasure to meet you $firstName, and to meet you again Jess. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<</if>> Giving her a friendly nod, you respond, "Hello. I … um … is there anything I can do to help her?", deferring to her expertise on the matter. Jess equally awkwardly responds, "Hi Dr Monica. Thank you for … um, seeing me. Is there anything I .. er, should be doing?". Patting her reassuringly on the shoulder, the pregnant doctor explains, "You’re welcome. There’s nothing either of you need to do, but while we wait I’ll just go over a couple of quick details so you’re completely in the know about everything that’s about to happen". Shouting, "TRAINEE … $firstName .. HAS BEEN DELIVERED", the short robot shifts everyone’s focus back to it, before immediately departing at break-neck speeds without another word. Waiting patiently at Jess’s side, Monica enlightens you, "We here at Family Affair offer a range of services, including; fertility and virility treatments, prenatal training, pregnancy examinations, fertility and virility related biological modifications, various forms of contraception, and surrogate services for those interested in having children. It’s a bit of an eclectic selection to be sure, however, it’s our intention to cover any reproductive system related matter our clients might have. We also have an arrangement with the facility to handle any on-site birthing’s that occur". "Once you give birth, then we’ll let you have some time with your child, or children as the case may be, and the opportunity to name them. After that they’ll be sent over to the facility nursery as part of standard procedure. The next part might be slightly awkward, however, as $firstName is a trainee programme member it’s left to them whether they wish to retain custody of your children, or whether you’d instead prefer to put them up for adoption. That is, unless Jess wishes to file for ownership and pay the relevant fees to the facility. Given both of your healthy modified genetics, there is a high demand for adoptive children from wealthy families, and there would be compensated for you in-effect being their surrogate father. Though that’s not a choice you need to make immediately. There is also a small, and capped, daily fee for retaining your children within the nursery, but I don’t think now is really the right time for money talk", the heavily pregnant brunette finishes, glancing at you and turning only briefly to glance over at a computer monitor. "Is that okay?", you ask the Jess, unsure if making such big decisions on what to do with your children is right. Nonetheless, the shy brunette nods quietly, "Well … I’m okay with it. <<if $jessSlave>>You’re my <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>, so it didn’t feel right for me to make the decisions like this<<else>>You’ve been so nice to me, $firstName<</if>>, so it made more sense to let you decide", easing your concern at least a little. Smiling warmly, Monica continues, "Excellent, you’re doing wonderfully still. Seeing as we still have a couple of minutes, it feels like a good time to go through the last stages of the process too. From your medical records there should be an almost instantaneous recovery time, so no damage to the vagina, and no stretch marks to deal with. In fact, everything is so well engineered with our modifications that the umbilical cord will even self-detach", her conversation only briefly interrupted as she glances over at a computer monitor. Getting a good look at her reassuring smile as she begins repositioning herself between Jess’s splayed legs, you get the impression that she suspects [[the birthing to be immenent|Jess Impregnation Birthing First Child]].

Slightly richer, and having contributed to the circle of life, you head back towards the trainee dormitories, ready to [[continue waiting in your room|interuptDestinationTime( $intendedLocation )]].

Speedily making your way through the facility as you follow your robotic guide, you find yourself taken up to the Medical Hub. Ultimately your journey ending as you pass through a double door emblazoned with a logo that states the location as, "Family Affair – Family Planning Clinic", the logo itself comprised of colourful geometric shapes that resemble a couple holding hands. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FamilyAffair.png]]</div> Glancing around you see clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration. Most notably, you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room with Villin laid atop of it, her legs currently raised and held apart by stirrups. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/VillinLarge.png]]</div> With her long violet hair, and her large expressive purple eyes, your girlfriend Villin looks as lovely as always . With delicately freckled feminine features, with her piercings and bunny girl ears, her breasts are still larger than they used to be as a result of her pregnancy. She’s currently only wearing her usual purple sweater, her jean shorts nowhere to be seen, leaving her splayed pussy on fully display to you. Realizing you’ve arrived, Villin quietly waves, "Hey <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<elseif $villinDating>>honey<</if>>. Looks like I’m almost ready to give birth. Sorry you had to get called out here", her awkward apology endearingly cute. Approaching her, you hold her hand comfortingly, "Hey Villin. Are you okay? If there’s anything you need I can go get it. Otherwise I’m here to help with whatever I can to make this the easiest and most comfortable for you", wanting to do your best to be there for her during this potentially scary experience. The sweet bunny-girl however looks at you with an expression of gratitude, shaking her head, "No, it’s okay <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<elseif $villinDating>>honey<</if>>. Doesn’t sound like I’m going to be in here long. But, if you want to stick with me then … well, I’d appreciate it", your <<if $villinABDL>>Little<<elseif $villinCollared>>submissive<<else>>girlfriend<</if>> obviously reassured by your presence. It’s at this point, coming through a wooden side door, you see a 5 ft 4 beautiful brunette woman enter, her hair loosely straight and flowing over her shoulder. With piercing blue eyes, sumptuous lips, and sizable D-Cup breasts, her most notable trait is still probably her extremely obviously pregnant belly the pushes out before her. Wearing an off the shoulder breezy white maternity dress with sweeping sleeves, if you had to describe her it’d be difficult not to use the term ‘angelic’. <<if $metMonica>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Monica, the pregnant pregnancy specialist.<</if>> <<if $metMonica>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully approaches you, Monica greets you, "Hello again $firstName and Villin. As you already know, I’m Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be Villin’s midwife today. It’s a pleasure to see you both again. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<<else>><<set $metMonica = true>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully walks over to you, the massively pregnant woman greeting you, "Hello $firstName and Villin. My name is Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be Villin’s midwife today. It’s a pleasure to meet you $firstName, and to meet you again Villin. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<</if>> Giving her a friendly nod, you respond, "Hello. I … um … is there anything I can do to help her?", deferring to her expertise on the matter. Villin equally unsure what to say responds, "Hi doctor. Thank you for helping out. Is there anything I, you know, need to do?". Patting her reassuringly on the shoulder, the pregnant doctor explains, "You’re welcome. There’s nothing either of you need to do, but while we wait I’ll just go over a couple of quick details so you’re completely in the know about everything that’s about to happen". Shouting, "TRAINEE … $firstName .. HAS BEEN DELIVERED", the short robot shifts everyone’s focus back to it, before immediately departing at break-neck speeds without another word. Waiting patiently at Villin’s side, Monica enlightens you, "We here at Family Affair offer a range of services, including; fertility and virility treatments, prenatal training, pregnancy examinations, fertility and virility related biological modifications, various forms of contraception, and surrogate services for those interested in having children. It’s a bit of an eclectic selection to be sure, however, it’s our intention to cover any reproductive system related matter our clients might have. We also have an arrangement with the facility to handle any on-site birthing’s that occur". "Once you give birth, then we’ll let you have some time with your child, or children as the case may be, and the opportunity to name them. After that they’ll be sent over to the facility nursery as part of standard procedure. The next part might be slightly awkward, however, as $firstName is a trainee programme member it’s left to them whether they wish to retain custody of your children, or whether you’d instead prefer to put them up for adoption. That is, unless Villin wishes to file for ownership and pay the relevant fees to the facility. Given both of your healthy modified genetics, there is a high demand for adoptive children from wealthy families, and there would be compensated for you in-effect being their surrogate father. Though that’s not a choice you need to make immediately. There is also a small, and capped, daily fee for retaining your children within the nursery, but I don’t think now is really the right time for money talk", the heavily pregnant brunette finishes, glancing at you and turning only briefly to glance over at a computer monitor. "Is that okay?", you ask the Villin, unsure if making such big decisions on what to do with your children is right. Nonetheless, the quiet bunny-girl nods reassuringly, "Yeah … I’m okay with it <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<elseif $villinDating>>honey<</if>>. I can appreciate how tough it is on the Trainee Programme, so I’m cool with you making the decisions. No pressure", easing your concern at least a little. Smiling warmly, Monica continues, "Excellent, you’re doing wonderfully still. Seeing as we still have a couple of minutes, it feels like a good time to go through the last stages of the process too. From your medical records there should be an almost instantaneous recovery time, so no damage to the vagina, and no stretch marks to deal with. In fact, everything is so well engineered with our modifications that the umbilical cord will even self-detach", her conversation only briefly interrupted as she glances over at a computer monitor. Getting a good look at her reassuring smile as she begins repositioning herself between Villin’s splayed legs, you get the impression that she suspects [[the birthing to be immenent|Villin Impregnation Birthing First Child]].

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Thankfully though, you’re only left waiting for about five minutes, nerve-wracking as they are, the door finally cracking back open. Immediately you ask her, "Did everything go okay?", not knowing who is in the other room, but still hoping that the mother of your child is doing fine. Getting a better sight of her though, you can clearly see Monica is holding your baby, the small figure wrapped up in a blanket. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist approaches you, handing the child over to you with some minor instruction on how best to do so, congratulating you, "She did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for her and for the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". 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Holding your baby in your arms, you know that <<if $bornChildTemplate.Mother <= 5>>you might never know who it’s mother was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 6>>it’s mother was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 7>>it’s mother was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 8>>it’s mother was the energetic blonde Tilly just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 9>>it’s mother was the shy yet sweet Jess just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 10>>it’s mother was the mischievous and powerful pink-haired robotic form of Alice just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 11>>it’s mother was the outgoing ginger and white furry fox-girl Jasmine just from looking into its face<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had ever though up any baby names you liked. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth, or conversely contributing to the conception of a child. 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At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from contributing to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> being born. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation.<<if $childrenFathered >= 3 && !$studTrait>><<set $studTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to impregnate others, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<<elseif $childrenFathered >= 10 && !$breedingStallionTrait>><<set $breedingStallionTrait = true>>It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become better equipped to impregnate others, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation>>[[Keep the child|Unknown Mother Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation [$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Unknown Mother Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Unknown Mother Impregnation Birthing End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Unknown Mother Impregnation Birthing End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<</if>>

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You, meanwhile, staying by her side, you hold onto Jess’s hand, reassuring and comforting her as you do. "Everything looks fine, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is fully dilated now, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do Jess, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of the shy brunette's vagina. Jess answering with an anxious, "Uhhhh!", her reaction giving you a clear indication that she’s not in any pain even if she is nervous, her face tensing up slightly in concentration. With her noises getting louder, albeit with no signs of discomfort, you wait for your baby to exit her body. Her midwife speaking encouraging words to her, Jess begins pushing with all of her might, trying to get your baby out. From your vantage point you can see her vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of her, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to check that everything is okay. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to Jess, congratulating you both, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for Jess and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Smiling down at her baby, Jess says softly, "Wow! I still can’t believe that you were … um, inside of me …", cradling <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> lovingly for a few minutes. Of course, before too long she passes <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> over to you, obviously wanting you to have the same experience. Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. Other than that you’d say <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is <<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>>completely human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>>possibly part slime, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form gloopy and translucent yet humanoid in nature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>>possibly part tentacle monster, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form mostly humanoid other than a few extra tentacles sprouting out of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> back<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>>possibly part bunny-person, little bunny ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>>possibly part robot, parts of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> skin appearing to be metallic or plastic panels being the only real sign of it<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>>possibly part fox-person, little fox ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below, not to mention the general fox-like fur and other features<</if>>, your child also being <<if $bornChildTemplate.Size == 1>>a little undersized from what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 2>>about normal in size to what you might expect<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 3>>a little bigger in size to what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 4>>about normal in size to what you might expect though chubbier in build than normal<</if>>. Holding your baby in your arms, you know that <<if $bornChildTemplate.Mother <= 5>>you might never know who it’s mother was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 6>>it’s mother was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 7>>it’s mother was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 8>>it’s mother was the energetic blonde Tilly just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 9>>it’s mother was the shy yet sweet Jess just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 10>>it’s mother was the mischievous and powerful pink-haired robotic form of Alice just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 11>>it’s mother was the outgoing ginger and white furry fox-girl Jasmine just from looking into its face<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". You look to Jess in case she has an idea, but she smiles at you saying, "I’m okay with you making those kinds of decisions <<if $jessSlave>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>", leaving it completely in your hands. Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had ever though up any baby names you liked. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth, or conversely contributing to the conception of a child. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable for breeding’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself, or impregnating someone who does in your case, is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from parents like yourselves are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. 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At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Turning you attention to Jess, curious what her opinion on the matter of adopting out your child or keeping it, you ask, "What are your thoughts on this Jess? I know that it’s in my hands, but I’d also like you to have your say too", also wanting to make sure that she isn’t upset by the whole matter. However, Jess just looks at your anxiously. "Well … um … <<if $jessSlave>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>. I don’t really know what to say. 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However, you do get the impression that Jess would be at least a little upset with you if you put the child up for adoption.<<if $childrenFathered >= 3 && !$studTrait>><<set $studTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to impregnate others, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<<elseif $childrenFathered >= 10 && !$breedingStallionTrait>><<set $breedingStallionTrait = true>>It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become better equipped to impregnate others, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation>>[[Keep the child|Jess Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation [$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true; if($jessRelationship <= 95){$jessRelationship += 5;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]] [[Give away the child|Jess Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false; if($jessRelationship >= 3){$jessRelationship -= 3;}else{$jessRelationship = 0;};]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Jess Impregnation Birthing End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true; if($jessRelationship <= 95){$jessRelationship += 5;}else{$jessRelationship = 100;};]] [[Give away the child|Jess Impregnation Birthing End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false; if($jessRelationship >= 3){$jessRelationship -= 3;}else{$jessRelationship = 0;};]]<</if>>

Slightly richer, and having contributed to the circle of life, you head back towards the trainee dormitories, ready to [[continue getting ready to start your day|interuptDestinationMorning( $intendedLocation )]].

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I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<</if>> "Looks like we have some great news. The mother of your child has another bun in the oven ready to come out. You wait right here, I’ll be back again in a moment", Monica cheerily continues, once again leaving you to your thoughts. Time passing slowly as you wait, though less so than last time, you still worry about whether everything is going well with the birthing. Thankfully though, you’re only left waiting for a few more minutes minutes, the door finally cracking back open. Immediately you once again ask her, "Did everything go okay?", not knowing who is in the other room, but still hoping that the mother of your child is doing fine. Getting a better sight of her though, you can clearly see Monica is holding your baby, the small figure wrapped up in a blanket. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist approaches you, handing the child over to you with some minor instruction on how best to do so, congratulating you, "She did such a wonderful job, even easier than before. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for her and for the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. 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Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had ever though up any baby names you liked. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth, or conversely contributing to the conception of a child. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable for breeding’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself, or impregnating someone who does in your case, is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from fathers like yourself are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. 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At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from contributing to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> being born. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation.<<if $childrenFathered >= 3 && !$studTrait>><<set $studTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to impregnate others, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<<elseif $childrenFathered >= 10 && !$breedingStallionTrait>><<set $breedingStallionTrait = true>>It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become better equipped to impregnate others, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation>>[[Keep the child|Unknown Mother Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation [$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Unknown Mother Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Unknown Mother Impregnation Birthing End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true]] [[Give away the child|Unknown Mother Impregnation Birthing End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false]]<</if>>

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"That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Tilly on the other hand looks at you happily, "You want to keep our baby? That’s super awesome! You must really like me a huge lot to want to have a baby with me. Maybe we can even play mommy’s and daddy’s together later", her tone as flirty and carefree as ever.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Tilly on the other hand looks at you comfortingly, "It’s okay, I’m sure that <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>he’ll<<else>>she’ll<</if>> be really happy with <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> new mommy and daddy. It still feels nice to have helped make a baby, that in turn will make someone really happy", her tone making it clear that she’s not upset about it.<</if>> "Looks like we have some great news. Tilly has another bun in the oven ready to come out. Just give me a second and we’ll have it out before you know it", Monica cheerily continues, once again returning to her position between Tilly’s splayed legs. Cradling her huge pregnant stomach, Tilly takes in a deep breath as Monica’s fingers once again gently press against her labia, the doctor meticulously examining her. You, meanwhile, continuing to stay by her side, you hold onto Tilly’s hand, reassuring and comforting her as you do. "Everything looks fine, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is fully dilated now, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do Tilly, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of the ditzy blonde’s vagina. Tilly answering with a flirty, "Mmmm!", her reaction giving you a clear indication that she’s not in any pain, you do see her face tense up slightly in concentration. With her noises now turning to minor grunting, albeit with no signs of discomfort, you wait for your baby to exit her body. Her midwife speaking encouraging words to her, Tilly begins pushing with all of her might, trying to get your baby out. From your vantage point you can see her vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of her, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to check that everything is okay. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to Tilly, congratulating you both, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for Tilly and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Smiling down at her baby, Tilly giggles sweetly, "Aren’t you a cutie!", cradling <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> lovingly for a few minutes. Of course, before too long she passes <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> over to you, obviously wanting you to have the same experience. Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. Other than that you’d say <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is <<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>>completely human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>>possibly part slime, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form gloopy and translucent yet humanoid in nature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>>possibly part tentacle monster, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form mostly humanoid other than a few extra tentacles sprouting out of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> back<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>>possibly part bunny-person, little bunny ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>>possibly part robot, parts of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> skin appearing to be metallic or plastic panels being the only real sign of it<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>>possibly part fox-person, little fox ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below, not to mention the general fox-like fur and other features<</if>>, your child also being <<if $bornChildTemplate.Size == 1>>a little undersized from what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 2>>about normal in size to what you might expect<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 3>>a little bigger in size to what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 4>>about normal in size to what you might expect though chubbier in build than normal<</if>>. Holding your baby in your arms, you know that <<if $bornChildTemplate.Mother <= 5>>you might never know who it’s mother was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 6>>it’s mother was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 7>>it’s mother was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 8>>it’s mother was the energetic blonde Tilly just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 9>>it’s mother was the shy yet sweet Jess just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 10>>it’s mother was the mischievous and powerful pink-haired robotic form of Alice just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 11>>it’s mother was the outgoing ginger and white furry fox-girl Jasmine just from looking into its face<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". You look to Tilly in case she has an idea, but shrugging as you do, all she says is, "Like, I’m not that good at the brainy stuff … I’m totally cool with you figuring out the name again", leaving it completely in your hands. Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had ever though up any baby names you liked. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth, or conversely contributing to the conception of a child. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable for breeding’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself, or impregnating someone who does in your case, is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from parents like yourselves are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. The standard payment to those in your position who put their child up for adoption would be for a <<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>fox furry<</if>> child from a <<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>>prestigious father<<else>>non-prestigious father, no offense<</if>>, about _childAdoptValue G.G.P. At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Turning you attention to Tilly, curious what her opinion on the matter of adopting out your child or keeping it, you ask, "What are your thoughts on this Tilly? I know that it’s in my hands, but I’d also like you to have your say too", also wanting to make sure that she isn’t upset by the whole matter. However, true to form, Tilly just shrugs at you. "So, like, again, having a little baby me around is super adorbs, but I’m a complete scatter brain … and also kind of a sex slave. Not sure how good I’d be at helping out. I just kind of want <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> to be happy, so if that involves me then great, but if it doesn’t then I’m okay with that too, you know", she opines, giving you the support to make your own decision on this. Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from contributing to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> being born. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation. Furthermore, you really don’t get the impression that Tilly would be upset at you whatever your decision.<<if $childrenFathered >= 3 && !$studTrait>><<set $studTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to impregnate others, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<<elseif $childrenFathered >= 10 && !$breedingStallionTrait>><<set $breedingStallionTrait = true>>It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become better equipped to impregnate others, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation>>[[Keep the child|Tilly Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation [$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true; if($tillyRelationship <= 95){$tillyRelationship += 5;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]] [[Give away the child|Tilly Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false; if($tillyRelationship <= 99){$tillyRelationship += 1};]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Tilly Impregnation Birthing End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true; if($tillyRelationship <= 95){$tillyRelationship += 5;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]] [[Give away the child|Tilly Impregnation Birthing End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false; if($tillyRelationship <= 99){$tillyRelationship += 1};]]<</if>>

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"That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Jess on the other hand looks at you lovingly, "You’re really keeping our baby? That makes me happy … I just, I’m glad that you care about us enough that you want keep our child", her cheeks quickly building up to a bright red blush.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Jess on the other hand looks at you sadly, "Okay … guess that makes sense. I’m sure that <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>he’ll<<else>>she’ll<</if>> have a wonderful mommy and daddy to raise <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>. I hope <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> won’t be lonely …", her tone making it clear that she’s upset about it.<</if>> "Looks like we have some great news. Jess has another bun in the oven ready to come out. Just give me a second and we’ll have it out before you know it", Monica cheerily continues, once again returning to her position between Jess’s splayed legs. Cradling her huge pregnant stomach, Jess takes in a deep breath as Monica’s fingers once again gently press against her labia, the doctor meticulously examining her. You, meanwhile, continuing to stay by her side, you hold onto Jess’s hand, reassuring and comforting her as you do. "Everything looks fine again, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is fully dilated now, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do Jess, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of the shy brunette's vagina. Jess answering with an anxious, "Uhhhh!", her reaction giving you a clear indication that she’s not in any pain even if she is nervous, her face tensing up slightly in concentration. With her noises getting louder, albeit with no signs of discomfort, you wait for your baby to exit her body. Her midwife speaking encouraging words to her, Jess begins pushing with all of her might, trying to get your baby out. From your vantage point you can see her vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of her, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica once again holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to check that everything is okay. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to Jess, congratulating you both, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for Jess and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Smiling down at her baby, Jess says softly, "Wow! I still can’t believe that you were … um, inside of me …", cradling <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> lovingly for a few minutes. Of course, before too long she passes <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> over to you, obviously wanting you to have the same experience. Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. 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Holding your baby in your arms, you know that <<if $bornChildTemplate.Mother <= 5>>you might never know who it’s mother was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 6>>it’s mother was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 7>>it’s mother was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 8>>it’s mother was the energetic blonde Tilly just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 9>>it’s mother was the shy yet sweet Jess just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 10>>it’s mother was the mischievous and powerful pink-haired robotic form of Alice just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 11>>it’s mother was the outgoing ginger and white furry fox-girl Jasmine just from looking into its face<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". You look to Jess in case she has an idea, but she smiles at you saying, "I’m okay with you making those kinds of decisions still <<if $jessSlave>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>", leaving it completely in your hands. Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had ever though up any baby names you liked. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth, or conversely contributing to the conception of a child. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable for breeding’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself, or impregnating someone who does in your case, is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from parents like yourselves are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. The standard payment to those in your position who put their child up for adoption would be for a <<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>fox furry<</if>> child from a <<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>>prestigious father<<else>>non-prestigious father, no offense<</if>>, about _childAdoptValue G.G.P. At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Turning you attention to Jess, curious what her opinion on the matter of adopting out your child or keeping it, you ask, "What are your thoughts on this Jess? I know that it’s in my hands, but I’d also like you to have your say too", also wanting to make sure that she isn’t upset by the whole matter. However, Jess just looks at your anxiously. "Well … um … again … <<if $jessSlave>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>. I don’t really know what to say. It’s just … well, I want <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> to be loved and raised well … but <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he’s<<else>>she’s<</if>> also my child. So … if possible … I’d like to … um … be there for <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> too …", she opines, not really helping you in your decision making. Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from contributing to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> being born. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation. However, you do get the impression that Jess would be at least a little upset with you if you put the child up for adoption.<<if $childrenFathered >= 3 && !$studTrait>><<set $studTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to impregnate others, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<<elseif $childrenFathered >= 10 && !$breedingStallionTrait>><<set $breedingStallionTrait = true>>It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become better equipped to impregnate others, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future. 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You, meanwhile, continuing to stay by her side, you hold onto Villin’s hand, reassuring and comforting her as you do. "Everything looks fine, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is fully dilated now, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do Villin, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of the nervous bunny-girl's vagina. Villin answering with an anxious, "Uhhhh!", her reaction giving you a clear indication that she’s not in any pain even if she is nervous, her face tensing up slightly in concentration. With her noises getting louder, albeit with no signs of discomfort, you wait for your baby to exit her body. Her midwife speaking encouraging words to her, Villin begins pushing with all of her might, trying to get your baby out. From your vantage point you can see her vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of her, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica once again holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to check that everything is okay. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to Villin, congratulating you both, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for Villin and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Smiling down at her baby, Villin says softly, "You’re my baby aren’t you … I love you", cradling <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> lovingly for a few minutes. Of course, before too long she passes <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> over to you, obviously wanting you to have the same experience. Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. Other than that you’d say <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is <<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>>completely human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>>possibly part slime, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form gloopy and translucent yet humanoid in nature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>>possibly part tentacle monster, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form mostly humanoid other than a few extra tentacles sprouting out of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> back<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>>possibly part bunny-person, little bunny ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>>possibly part robot, parts of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> skin appearing to be metallic or plastic panels being the only real sign of it<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>>possibly part fox-person, little fox ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below, not to mention the general fox-like fur and other features<</if>>, your child also being <<if $bornChildTemplate.Size == 1>>a little undersized from what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 2>>about normal in size to what you might expect<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 3>>a little bigger in size to what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 4>>about normal in size to what you might expect though chubbier in build than normal<</if>>. Holding your baby in your arms, you know that <<if $bornChildTemplate.Mother <= 5>>you might never know who it’s mother was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 6>>it’s mother was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 7>>it’s mother was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 8>>it’s mother was the energetic blonde Tilly just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 9>>it’s mother was the shy yet sweet Jess just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 10>>it’s mother was the mischievous and powerful pink-haired robotic form of Alice just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 11>>it’s mother was the outgoing ginger and white furry fox-girl Jasmine just from looking into its face<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". You look to Villin in case she has an idea, but she smiles at you saying, "Again, I’m not great with naming things <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<elseif $villinDating>>honey<</if>>, so I’m happy for you to make the decisions in our relationship", leaving it completely in your hands. Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had ever though up any baby names you liked. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth, or conversely contributing to the conception of a child. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable for breeding’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself, or impregnating someone who does in your case, is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from parents like yourselves are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. The standard payment to those in your position who put their child up for adoption would be for a <<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>fox furry<</if>> child from a <<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>>prestigious father<<else>>non-prestigious father, no offense<</if>>, about _childAdoptValue G.G.P. At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Turning you attention to Villin, curious what her opinion on the matter of adopting out your child or keeping it, you ask, "What are your thoughts on this Villin? I know that it’s in my hands, but I’d also like you to have your say too", also wanting to make sure that she isn’t upset by the whole matter. However, Villin just looks at your anxiously. "This is going to … um, so … I’m just not sure how to say this <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<elseif $villinDating>>honey<</if>>, so I’ll just come out and say it. The thought of someone else raising my child is just awful to me. I want <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> to be cherished and cared for, but I can’t imagine someone who would be care about <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> as much as I do. So please, don’t give <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> away", she opines, making it clear that she wants you to keep the child. Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from contributing to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> being born. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation. However, you do get the impression that Villin would be upset with you if you put the child up for adoption.<<if $childrenFathered >= 3 && !$studTrait>><<set $studTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to impregnate others, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<<elseif $childrenFathered >= 10 && !$breedingStallionTrait>><<set $breedingStallionTrait = true>>It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become better equipped to impregnate others, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation>>[[Keep the child|Villin Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation [$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true; if($villinRelationship <= 93){$villinRelationship += 7;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]] [[Give away the child|Villin Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false; if($villinRelationship >= 7){$villinRelationship -= 7;}else{$villinRelationship = 0;};]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Villin Impregnation Birthing End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true; if($villinRelationship <= 93){$villinRelationship += 7;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]] [[Give away the child|Villin Impregnation Birthing End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false; if($villinRelationship >= 7){$villinRelationship -= 7;}else{$villinRelationship = 0;};]]<</if>>

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"That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Villin on the other hand looks at you lovingly, "I’m so happy you decided to keep our baby, <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<elseif $villinDating>>honey<</if>>. I didn’t want to pressure you, but the thought of my child not being with me was breaking my heart. I know that our situation, with you being on the Trainee Programme is tough, but being able to keep <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> means a lot to me", her bright smile melting your heart.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Villin on the other hand looks at you with a tear in her eye, "I guess this is the last time I’ll ever see <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> then … I’m really going to miss <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>. I really hope <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will have good parents … even if that won’t be me …", her tone making it clear that she’s upset about it.<</if>> "Looks like we have some great news. Villin has another bun in the oven ready to come out. Just give me a second and we’ll have it out before you know it", Monica cheerily continues, once again returning to her position between Villin’s splayed legs. Cradling her huge pregnant stomach, Villin takes in a deep breath as Monica’s fingers once again gently press against her labia, the doctor meticulously examining her. You, meanwhile, continuing to stay by her side, you hold onto Villin’s hand, reassuring and comforting her as you do. "Everything looks fine again, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is fully dilated now, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do Villin, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of the nervous bunny-girl's vagina. Villin answering with an anxious, "Uhhhh!", her reaction giving you a clear indication that she’s not in any pain even if she is nervous, her face tensing up slightly in concentration. With her noises getting louder, albeit with no signs of discomfort, you wait for your baby to exit her body. Her midwife speaking encouraging words to her, Villin begins pushing with all of her might, trying to get your baby out. From your vantage point you can see her vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of her, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica once again holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to check that everything is okay. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to Villin, congratulating you both, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for Villin and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". 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Other than that you’d say <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is <<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>>completely human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>>possibly part slime, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form gloopy and translucent yet humanoid in nature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>>possibly part tentacle monster, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form mostly humanoid other than a few extra tentacles sprouting out of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> back<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>>possibly part bunny-person, little bunny ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>>possibly part robot, parts of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> skin appearing to be metallic or plastic panels being the only real sign of it<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>>possibly part fox-person, little fox ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below, not to mention the general fox-like fur and other features<</if>>, your child also being <<if $bornChildTemplate.Size == 1>>a little undersized from what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 2>>about normal in size to what you might expect<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 3>>a little bigger in size to what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 4>>about normal in size to what you might expect though chubbier in build than normal<</if>>. Holding your baby in your arms, you know that <<if $bornChildTemplate.Mother <= 5>>you might never know who it’s mother was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 6>>it’s mother was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 7>>it’s mother was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 8>>it’s mother was the energetic blonde Tilly just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 9>>it’s mother was the shy yet sweet Jess just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 10>>it’s mother was the mischievous and powerful pink-haired robotic form of Alice just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 11>>it’s mother was the outgoing ginger and white furry fox-girl Jasmine just from looking into its face<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". You look to Villin in case she has an idea, but she smiles at you saying, "Again, I’m not great with naming things <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<elseif $villinDating>>honey<</if>>, so I’m happy for you to make the decisions in our relationship", leaving it completely in your hands. Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had ever though up any baby names you liked. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth, or conversely contributing to the conception of a child. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable for breeding’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself, or impregnating someone who does in your case, is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from parents like yourselves are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. The standard payment to those in your position who put their child up for adoption would be for a <<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>fox furry<</if>> child from a <<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>>prestigious father<<else>>non-prestigious father, no offense<</if>>, about _childAdoptValue G.G.P. At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Turning you attention to Villin, curious what her opinion on the matter of adopting out your child or keeping it, you ask, "What are your thoughts on this Villin? I know that it’s in my hands, but I’d also like you to have your say too", also wanting to make sure that she isn’t upset by the whole matter. However, Villin just looks at your anxiously. "Again … this is going to … um, so … I’m just not sure how to say this <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<elseif $villinDating>>honey<</if>>, so I’ll just come out and say it. The thought of someone else raising my child is just awful to me. I want <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> to be cherished and cared for, but I can’t imagine someone who would be care about <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> as much as I do. So please, don’t give <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> away", she opines, making it clear that she wants you to keep the child. Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from contributing to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> being born. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation. However, you do get the impression that Villin would be upset with you if you put the child up for adoption.<<if $childrenFathered >= 3 && !$studTrait>><<set $studTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to impregnate others, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<<elseif $childrenFathered >= 10 && !$breedingStallionTrait>><<set $breedingStallionTrait = true>>It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become better equipped to impregnate others, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation>>[[Keep the child|Villin Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation [$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true; if($villinRelationship <= 93){$villinRelationship += 7;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]] [[Give away the child|Villin Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false; if($villinRelationship >= 7){$villinRelationship -= 7;}else{$villinRelationship = 0;};]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Villin Impregnation Birthing End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true; if($villinRelationship <= 93){$villinRelationship += 7;}else{$villinRelationship = 100;};]] [[Give away the child|Villin Impregnation Birthing End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false; if($villinRelationship >= 7){$villinRelationship -= 7;}else{$villinRelationship = 0;};]]<</if>>

<<if $holderBool>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to keep <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you an infectiously joyful smile in return. "That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Jess on the other hand looks at you lovingly, "You’re really keeping our baby? That makes me happy … I just, I’m glad that you care about us enough that you want keep our child", her cheeks quickly building up to a bright red blush.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Jess on the other hand looks at you sadly, "Okay … guess that makes sense. I’m sure that <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he’ll<<else>>she’ll<</if>> have a wonderful mommy and daddy to raise <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>. I hope <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> won’t be lonely …", her tone making it clear that she’s upset about it.<</if>> Walking back over to you so she’s standing beside you and Jess, Monica cheerily continues, "That seems to be everything. We now just need to go over our records one last time. That will give Jess ample time to rest back up and recover", the graceful brunette beginning her search for something, soon finding a portable tablet computer to bring over to you. Answering a short, "Okay", you await what comes next. It’s at this point that Monica proffers the tablet she was searching for over to you, the previously mentioned record in full focus on the screen. <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><table class="singleTable"> <th>Impregnation Report</th> <<for _i = $childrenAll - $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation; _i < $childrenAll; _i++>><tr><td>$completeChildrenList[_i].Name Child Number: $completeChildrenList[_i].Number Father: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 7>>Unknown tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 8>>Agent Davis<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 9>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 10>>Agent Gary<</if>> Mother: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 7>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 8>>Tilly<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 9>>Jess<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 10>>Alice<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 11>>Jasmine<</if>> Species: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>>Human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>>Part-slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>>Part-tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>>Part-bunny-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>>Partly-cybernetic-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>>Fox-furry<</if>> Gender: $completeChildrenList[_i].Gender Build: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 1>>Slightly undersized<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 2>>Average<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 3>>Above average size<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 4>>Chubby<</if>> Hair: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Hair>>Short $completeChildrenList[_i].HairColour<<else>>Bald<</if>> Skin Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].SkinColour Eye Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].EyeColour Birthing Value: <<capture _childBirthPayout>><<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>><</if>>_childBirthPayout<</capture>> Adoption Value: <<capture _childAdoptValue>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>><</if>>_childAdoptValue<</capture>> Ownership Status: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Kept>>Owned by father<<else>>Sent for Adoption<</if>> </td></tr><</for>> </table> Directing you pleasantly, "We just need your thumb-print signature to confirm all of the included information. If you want to review any of the included records at a later point<<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) >= 1>>, or want to visit your <<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) == 1>>child<<else>>children<</if>>,<</if>> then the facility nursery is where you’ll need to go", you do as she says, pressing your thumb down onto the touch screen. Receiving a hefty green tick appearing on the screen in turn, it seems like whatever you needed to confirm has been thoroughly confirmed. Looking over at her as you pass the tablet back, you ask Monica, "Is there anything else you need me to do?", waiting patiently for a response as she hands it to Jess briefly before putting the device back in a drawer. "No, I think you’re all sorted", Monica responds warmly, gently patting you and Jess both on the shoulder, "There are no charges for my services, or anything like that. Instead, all I can say is that I look forward to seeing you again, but until then I hope you both have a good day". Slowly helping Jess up out of her seat, her belly now having entirely returned to normal without even a hint of stetch marks, she pulls back down the hem of her dress to hide her modesty, commenting, "Woah, that feels different. Not surprising really seeing as I’m a good bit lighter … but, um … I think it’ll take a little while to get used to again. Thank you for being here for me <<if $jessSlave>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>><<else>>$firstName<</if>>", the shy brunette giving you a short yet tender hug. With nothing else to say or do, you say thank you and goodbye to Monica. Taking an extra moment to let Jess gather herself together, you both leave out of her office and through the Family Affair lobby, finding your way back out to the Medical Hub of the facility before saying your goodbyes again. <<set _impregnationQueueDeleteLimit = $currentImpregnation[0].ChildrenInImpregnation>><<for _i = 0; _i < _impregnationQueueDeleteLimit; _i++>><<set $currentImpregnation.deleteAt(0)>><</for>><<set $jessPregnant = false>><<set $jessPregnantKnown = false>><<set $jessPregnancyCountDown = -1>>Thinking over everything that just happened, it’s kind of jarring how quickly it all happened, Jess giving birth in less than half an hour. Still, you can’t help but be thankful that everything went well. <<if $roomWait>><<include [[Room Wait Impregnation Birth End Interrupt]]>><<elseif $time <= 1>><<include [[Wake Up Impregnation Birth End]]>><<else>><<include [[Impregnation Birth End Interrupt]]>><</if>>

<<if $holderBool>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to keep <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you an infectiously joyful smile in return. "That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Villin on the other hand looks at you lovingly, "I’m so happy you decided to keep our baby, <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<elseif $villinDating>>honey<</if>>. I didn’t want to pressure you, but the thought of my child not being with me was breaking my heart. I know that our situation, with you being on the Trainee Programme is tough, but being able to keep <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> means a lot to me", her bright smile melting your heart.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Villin on the other hand looks at you with a tear in her eye, "I guess this is the last time I’ll ever see <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> then … I’m really going to miss <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>. I really hope <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will have good parents … even if that won’t be me …", her tone making it clear that she’s upset about it.<</if>> Walking back over to you so she’s standing beside you and Villin, Monica cheerily continues, "That seems to be everything. We now just need to go over our records one last time. That will give Villin ample time to rest back up and recover", the graceful brunette beginning her search for something, soon finding a portable tablet computer to bring over to you. Answering a short, "Okay", you await what comes next. It’s at this point that Monica proffers the tablet she was searching for over to you, the previously mentioned record in full focus on the screen. <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><table class="singleTable"> <th>Impregnation Report</th> <<for _i = $childrenAll - $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation; _i < $childrenAll; _i++>><tr><td>$completeChildrenList[_i].Name Child Number: $completeChildrenList[_i].Number Father: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 7>>Unknown tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 8>>Agent Davis<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 9>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 10>>Agent Gary<</if>> Mother: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 7>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 8>>Tilly<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 9>>Jess<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 10>>Alice<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 11>>Jasmine<</if>> Species: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>>Human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>>Part-slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>>Part-tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>>Part-bunny-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>>Partly-cybernetic-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>>Fox-furry<</if>> Gender: $completeChildrenList[_i].Gender Build: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 1>>Slightly undersized<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 2>>Average<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 3>>Above average size<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 4>>Chubby<</if>> Hair: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Hair>>Short $completeChildrenList[_i].HairColour<<else>>Bald<</if>> Skin Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].SkinColour Eye Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].EyeColour Birthing Value: <<capture _childBirthPayout>><<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>><</if>>_childBirthPayout<</capture>> Adoption Value: <<capture _childAdoptValue>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>><</if>>_childAdoptValue<</capture>> Ownership Status: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Kept>>Owned by father<<else>>Sent for Adoption<</if>> </td></tr><</for>> </table> Directing you pleasantly, "We just need your thumb-print signature to confirm all of the included information. If you want to review any of the included records at a later point<<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) >= 1>>, or want to visit your <<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) == 1>>child<<else>>children<</if>>,<</if>> then the facility nursery is where you’ll need to go", you do as she says, pressing your thumb down onto the touch screen. Receiving a hefty green tick appearing on the screen in turn, it seems like whatever you needed to confirm has been thoroughly confirmed. Looking over at her as you pass the tablet back, you ask Monica, "Is there anything else you need me to do?", waiting patiently for a response as she hands it to Villin briefly before putting the device back in a drawer. "No, I think you’re all sorted", Monica responds warmly, gently patting you and Villin both on the shoulder, "There are no charges for my services, or anything like that. Instead, all I can say is that I look forward to seeing you again, but until then I hope you both have a good day". Slowly helping Villin up out of her seat, her belly now having entirely returned to normal without even a hint of stetch marks, she comments, "Feels strange not to have my baby bump. At least I’ll be able to keep on my feet for longer again, that’ll make Mr Alfonsi happy as he’s had to get in some extra help to cover for me. Thanks staying here with me through it <<if $villinABDL>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mommy<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Daddy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>honey<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>Mommy<<elseif $vagina>>Mommy<<elseif $penis>>Daddy<</if>><<elseif $villinCollared>><<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina && $penis>>My Dominant<<elseif $vagina>>Mistress<<elseif $penis>>Master<</if>><<elseif $villinDating>>honey<</if>>", the quiet bunny-girl giving you a short yet tender hug before retrieving and putting back on her jean shorts from one of the countertops. With nothing else to say or do, you say thank you and goodbye to Monica. Taking an extra moment to let Villin gather herself together, you both leave out of her office and through the Family Affair lobby, finding your way back out to the Medical Hub of the facility before saying your goodbyes again. <<set _impregnationQueueDeleteLimit = $currentImpregnation[0].ChildrenInImpregnation>><<for _i = 0; _i < _impregnationQueueDeleteLimit; _i++>><<set $currentImpregnation.deleteAt(0)>><</for>><<set $villinPregnant = false>><<set $villinPregnantKnow = false>><<set $villinPregnancyCountDown = -1>>Thinking over everything that just happened, it’s kind of jarring how quickly it all happened, Villin giving birth in less than half an hour. Still, you can’t help but be thankful that everything went well. <<if $roomWait>><<include [[Room Wait Impregnation Birth End Interrupt]]>><<elseif $time <= 1>><<include [[Wake Up Impregnation Birth End]]>><<else>><<include [[Impregnation Birth End Interrupt]]>><</if>>

<<if $holderBool>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to keep <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you an infectiously joyful smile in return. "That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Tilly on the other hand looks at you happily, "You want to keep our baby? That’s super awesome! You must really like me a huge lot to want to have a baby with me. Maybe we can even play mommy’s and daddy’s together later", her tone as flirty and carefree as ever.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Tilly on the other hand looks at you comfortingly, "It’s okay, I’m sure that <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he’ll<<else>>she’ll<</if>> be really happy with <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> new mommy and daddy. It still feels nice to have helped make a baby, that in turn will make someone really happy", her tone making it clear that she’s not upset about it.<</if>> Walking back over to you so she’s standing beside you and Tilly, Monica cheerily continues, "That seems to be everything. We now just need to go over our records one last time. That will give Tilly ample time to rest back up and recover", the graceful brunette beginning her search for something, soon finding a portable tablet computer to bring over to you. Answering a short, "Okay", you await what comes next. It’s at this point that Monica proffers the tablet she was searching for over to you, the previously mentioned record in full focus on the screen. <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><table class="singleTable"> <th>Impregnation Report</th> <<for _i = $childrenAll - $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation; _i < $childrenAll; _i++>><tr><td>$completeChildrenList[_i].Name Child Number: $completeChildrenList[_i].Number Father: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 7>>Unknown tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 8>>Agent Davis<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 9>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 10>>Agent Gary<</if>> Mother: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 7>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 8>>Tilly<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 9>>Jess<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 10>>Alice<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 11>>Jasmine<</if>> Species: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>>Human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>>Part-slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>>Part-tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>>Part-bunny-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>>Partly-cybernetic-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>>Fox-furry<</if>> Gender: $completeChildrenList[_i].Gender Build: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 1>>Slightly undersized<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 2>>Average<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 3>>Above average size<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 4>>Chubby<</if>> Hair: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Hair>>Short $completeChildrenList[_i].HairColour<<else>>Bald<</if>> Skin Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].SkinColour Eye Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].EyeColour Birthing Value: <<capture _childBirthPayout>><<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>><</if>>_childBirthPayout<</capture>> Adoption Value: <<capture _childAdoptValue>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>><</if>>_childAdoptValue<</capture>> Ownership Status: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Kept>>Owned by father<<else>>Sent for Adoption<</if>> </td></tr><</for>> </table> Directing you pleasantly, "We just need your thumb-print signature to confirm all of the included information. If you want to review any of the included records at a later point<<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) >= 1>>, or want to visit your <<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) == 1>>child<<else>>children<</if>>,<</if>> then the facility nursery is where you’ll need to go", you do as she says, pressing your thumb down onto the touch screen. Receiving a hefty green tick appearing on the screen in turn, it seems like whatever you needed to confirm has been thoroughly confirmed. Looking over at her as you pass the tablet back, you ask Monica, "Is there anything else you need me to do?", waiting patiently for a response as she hands it to Tilly briefly before putting the device back in a drawer. "No, I think you’re all sorted", Monica responds warmly, gently patting you and Tilly both on the shoulder, "There are no charges for my services, or anything like that. Instead, all I can say is that I look forward to seeing you again, but until then I hope you both have a good day". Slowly helping Tilly up out of her seat, her belly now having entirely returned to normal without even a hint of stetch marks, she strikes a pose and giggles, "What do you think cutie? Looking sexy and ready for more right? I feel like a whole load lighter, like, obvs. That was kind of fun though, it just kind of tickled. We should do this again though, at least the sexy time parts", retrieving her pink maternity shorts from a countertop and putting them on. With nothing else to say or do, you say thank you and goodbye to Monica. Taking an extra moment to let Tilly gather herself together, you both leave out of her office and through the Family Affair lobby, finding your way back out to the Medical Hub of the facility before saying your goodbyes again. <<set _impregnationQueueDeleteLimit = $currentImpregnation[0].ChildrenInImpregnation>><<for _i = 0; _i < _impregnationQueueDeleteLimit; _i++>><<set $currentImpregnation.deleteAt(0)>><</for>><set $tillyPregnant = false>><<set $tillyPregnantKnown = false>><<set $tillyPregnancyCountDown = -1>>Thinking over everything that just happened, it’s kind of jarring how quickly it all happened, Tilly giving birth in less than half an hour. Still, you can’t help but be thankful that everything went well. <<if $roomWait>><<include [[Room Wait Impregnation Birth End Interrupt]]>><<elseif $time <= 1>><<include [[Wake Up Impregnation Birth End]]>><<else>><<include [[Impregnation Birth End Interrupt]]>><</if>>

<<if $holderBool>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to keep <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you an infectiously joyful smile in return. "That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you.<</if>> Walking back over to you so she’s standing beside you, Monica cheerily continues, "That seems to be everything. We now just need to go over our records one last time", the graceful brunette beginning her search for something, soon finding a portable tablet computer to bring over to you. Answering a short, "Okay", you await what comes next. It’s at this point that Monica proffers the tablet she was searching for over to you, the previously mentioned record in full focus on the screen. <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><table class="singleTable"> <th>Impregnation Report</th> <<for _i = $childrenAll - $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation; _i < $childrenAll; _i++>><tr><td>$completeChildrenList[_i].Name Child Number: $completeChildrenList[_i].Number Father: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 7>>Unknown tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 8>>Agent Davis<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 9>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 10>>Agent Gary<</if>> Mother: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 7>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 8>>Tilly<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 9>>Jess<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 10>>Alice<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 11>>Jasmine<</if>> Species: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>>Human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>>Part-slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>>Part-tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>>Part-bunny-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>>Partly-cybernetic-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>>Fox-furry<</if>> Gender: $completeChildrenList[_i].Gender Build: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 1>>Slightly undersized<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 2>>Average<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 3>>Above average size<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 4>>Chubby<</if>> Hair: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Hair>>Short $completeChildrenList[_i].HairColour<<else>>Bald<</if>> Skin Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].SkinColour Eye Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].EyeColour Birthing Value: <<capture _childBirthPayout>><<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>><</if>>_childBirthPayout<</capture>> Adoption Value: <<capture _childAdoptValue>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>><</if>>_childAdoptValue<</capture>> Ownership Status: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Kept>>Owned by father<<else>>Sent for Adoption<</if>> </td></tr><</for>> </table> Directing you pleasantly, "We just need your thumb-print signature to confirm all of the included information. If you want to review any of the included records at a later point<<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) >= 1>>, or want to visit your <<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) == 1>>child<<else>>children<</if>>,<</if>> then the facility nursery is where you’ll need to go", you do as she says, pressing your thumb down onto the touch screen. Receiving a hefty green tick appearing on the screen in turn, it seems like whatever you needed to confirm has been thoroughly confirmed. Looking over at her as you pass the tab, you ask Monica, "Is there anything else you need me to do?", waiting patiently for a response as she puts the device back in a drawer. "No, I think you’re all sorted", Monica responds warmly, gently patting you on the shoulder, "There are no charges for my services, or anything like that. Instead, all I can say is that I look forward to seeing you again, but until then I hope you have a good day". Standing up, and with nothing else to say or do, you say thank you and goodbye to Monica. Taking an extra moment to gather yourself together, you leave out of her office and through the Family Affair lobby, finding your way back out to the Medical Hub of the facility. <<set _impregnationQueueDeleteLimit = $currentImpregnation[0].ChildrenInImpregnation>><<for _i = 0; _i < _impregnationQueueDeleteLimit; _i++>><<set $currentImpregnation.deleteAt(0)>><</for>>Thinking over everything that just happened, it’s kind of jarring how quickly it all happened, the mother of your offspring giving birth in less than half an hour. Still, you can’t help but be thankful that everything went well. <<if $roomWait>><<include [[Room Wait Impregnation Birth End Interrupt]]>><<elseif $time <= 1>><<include [[Wake Up Impregnation Birth End]]>><<else>><<include [[Impregnation Birth End Interrupt]]>><</if>>

<<set $childrenFathered += 1>><<set $childrenAll += 1>><<set $holderInt = 0>><<set $bornChildTemplate = {Number: 0, Name: "None", Gender: "Male", Father: 0, Mother: 0, Type: 0, Personality: 0, Size: 0, Hair: false, HairColour: "None", SkinColour: "None", EyeColour: "None", Kept: true}>><<set $bornChildTemplate.Number = $childrenAll>><<set $bornChildTemplate.Gender = $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender>><<set $bornChildTemplate.Father = -1>><<set $bornChildTemplate.Mother = $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Mother>><<set $bornChildTemplate.Type = $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Type>><<set $bornChildTemplate.Personality = $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Personality>><<set $bornChildTemplate.Size = $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Size>><<set $bornChildTemplate.Hair = $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Hair>><<set $bornChildTemplate.HairColour = $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].HairColour>><<set $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour = $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].SkinColour>><<set 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examining her. You, meanwhile, staying by her side, you hold onto Tilly’s hand, reassuring and comforting her as you do. "Everything looks fine, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is fully dilated now, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do Tilly, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of the ditzy blonde’s vagina. Tilly answering with a flirty, "Mmmm!", her reaction giving you a clear indication that she’s not in any pain, you do see her face tense up slightly in concentration. With her noises now turning to minor grunting, albeit with no signs of discomfort, you wait for your baby to exit her body. Her midwife speaking encouraging words to her, Tilly begins pushing with all of her might, trying to get your baby out. From your vantage point you can see her vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of her, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to check that everything is okay. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to Tilly, congratulating you both, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for Tilly and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Smiling down at her baby, Tilly giggles sweetly, "Aren’t you a cutie!", cradling <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> lovingly for a few minutes. Of course, before too long she passes <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> over to you, obviously wanting you to have the same experience. Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. Other than that you’d say <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is <<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>>completely human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>>possibly part slime, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form gloopy and translucent yet humanoid in nature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>>possibly part tentacle monster, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form mostly humanoid other than a few extra tentacles sprouting out of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> back<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>>possibly part bunny-person, little bunny ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>>possibly part robot, parts of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> skin appearing to be metallic or plastic panels being the only real sign of it<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>>possibly part fox-person, little fox ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below, not to mention the general fox-like fur and other features<</if>>, your child also being <<if $bornChildTemplate.Size == 1>>a little undersized from what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 2>>about normal in size to what you might expect<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 3>>a little bigger in size to what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 4>>about normal in size to what you might expect though chubbier in build than normal<</if>>. Holding your baby in your arms, you know that <<if $bornChildTemplate.Mother <= 5>>you might never know who it’s mother was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 6>>it’s mother was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 7>>it’s mother was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 8>>it’s mother was the energetic blonde Tilly just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 9>>it’s mother was the shy yet sweet Jess just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 10>>it’s mother was the mischievous and powerful pink-haired robotic form of Alice just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 11>>it’s mother was the outgoing ginger and white furry fox-girl Jasmine just from looking into its face<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". You look to Tilly in case she has an idea, but shrugging as you do, all she says is, "Like, I’m not that good at the brainy stuff … I’m totally cool with you figuring out the name", leaving it completely in your hands. Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had ever though up any baby names you liked. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth, or conversely contributing to the conception of a child. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable for breeding’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself, or impregnating someone who does in your case, is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from parents like yourselves are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. The standard payment to those in your position who put their child up for adoption would be for a <<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>fox furry<</if>> child from a <<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>>prestigious father<<else>>non-prestigious father, no offense<</if>>, about _childAdoptValue G.G.P. At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Turning you attention to Tilly, curious what her opinion on the matter of adopting out your child or keeping it, you ask, "What are your thoughts on this Tilly? I know that it’s in my hands, but I’d also like you to have your say too", also wanting to make sure that she isn’t upset by the whole matter. However, true to form, Tilly just shrugs at you. "So, like, having a little baby me around is super adorbs, but I’m a complete scatter brain … and also kind of a sex slave. Not sure how good I’d be at helping out. I just kind of want <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> to be happy, so if that involves me then great, but if it doesn’t then I’m okay with that too, you know", she opines, giving you the support to make your own decision on this. Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from contributing to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> being born. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation. Furthermore, you really don’t get the impression that Tilly would be upset at you whatever your decision.<<if $childrenFathered >= 3 && !$studTrait>><<set $studTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to impregnate others, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<<elseif $childrenFathered >= 10 && !$breedingStallionTrait>><<set $breedingStallionTrait = true>>It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become better equipped to impregnate others, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation>>[[Keep the child|Tilly Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation [$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true; if($tillyRelationship <= 95){$tillyRelationship += 5;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]] [[Give away the child|Tilly Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false; if($tillyRelationship <= 99){$tillyRelationship += 1};]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Tilly Impregnation Birthing End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true; if($tillyRelationship <= 95){$tillyRelationship += 5;}else{$tillyRelationship = 100;};]] [[Give away the child|Tilly Impregnation Birthing End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false; if($tillyRelationship <= 99){$tillyRelationship += 1};]]<</if>>

Deciding to check out the menu more closely, you tell Janus, "I’m just going to take a moment more looking over the menu", thankful that nobody is waiting in line behind you. The rainbow haired barista instead smiles serenely, "That’s fine. Take all the time you need, and if you need any advice I’m here", leaving you to your business as you take in the extensive menu displayed on the blackboard behind them. It’s a pretty long list of options when you get down to it, especially when you also take into account all the baked goods, but given some time you’re sure you’ll figure out what you want. Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide menu options" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('coffee menu') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('coffee menu') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('coffee menu') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide menu options</button><div id="coffee menu" style="display:none"><div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Janus Blend Coffee A specially picked selection of coffee beans, freshly roasted and ground, before being brewed into a refreshing and flavourful dark coffee. Price: 10 G.G.P <<if $ggp <10>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order the Janus Blend Coffee|Janus Beans Janus Blend Coffee][$ggp -= 10; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Janus Blend Latte A specially picked selection of coffee beans, freshly roasted and ground, before being brewed into an expresso and mixed with steamed<<if $lactationPlay>> hucow<</if>> milk to produce a sweet, refreshing and flavourful latte. Price: 15 G.G.P <<if $ggp <15>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order the Janus Blend Latte|Janus Beans Janus Blend Latte][$ggp -= 15; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Double Expresso A specially picked selection of coffee beans, freshly roasted and ground, before being brewed into an expresso. Served as a double serving, flavourful and full of energy. Price: 75 G.G.P <<if $ggp <75>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order the Double Expresso|Janus Beans Double Expresso][$ggp -= 75; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;}; if($actionAmountCurrent >0){$actionAmountCurrent -= 1;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><<if $cumPlay>><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Cum-Based Janus Blend Latte A specially picked selection of coffee beans, freshly roasted and ground, before being brewed into an expresso and mixed with steamed<<if $lactationPlay>> hucow<</if>> milk to produce a sweet, refreshing and flavourful latte. This is then topped with a dollop of fresh <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-<</if>>cum to add an interesting salty-caramel twist to it. Price: 350 G.G.P <<if $ggp <350>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Order the Cum-Based Janus Blend Latte|Janus Beans Cum Janus Blend Latte][$ggp -= 350; if($diaperWettingPlay == true && $diaperWetLevel >0){$diaperWetCountDown -= 3;}; if($waterSportsPlay == true && $incontinenceTreatment == true){$incontinenceCountDown -= 2;};]]<</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/PlaceHolder.png]]</div></td></tr><</if>></table></div></div> [[Finish looking at the menu|Janus Beans]]

<<if visited() <= 1>>Looking over the expansive main plaza of the facility’s recreational hub, you notice a food cart with a lengthy queue stretching away from it. The cart relatively sizable, enough so that the stall has an interior kitchen, it has a beautiful storefront from what you can see, all made of intricate woodwork painted a stylish dark green. Furthermore, you can see it has a sign mounted above the service window, another version of it on a signboard right next to you which reads … well, it’s hard to say. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/JanusBeans.png]]</div> Squinting at it, it could easily be, "ANUS BEANS" … but is it meant to be, "JANUS BEANS" … or maybe even, "J’ANUS BEANS"? It depends on whether the shape on the left side is mean to be a ‘J’ or not, your interpretation of the store changing dramatically depending on what it is meant to be. However, with such a queue lined up you decide to take a chance on it, getting in line. As you wait, it seems like you’re not the only one who’s confused, one of the two men in front of you turning to the other to ask, "So do they really … you know … use butt beans for the coffee?", seemingly concerned about that if his tone is anything to go by. His friend though just waves him off, "I’m pretty sure they don’t. Not sure if it’s just meant to be an edgy and eye-catching store name, or what, but they make really good coffee. Like I said, trust me on this", putting his friends concern at ease, even if it still doesn’t give you an answer to your own questions. Letting time pass by, it takes you a good ten minutes to get to the front of the queue, which given how long it was doesn’t feel like too bad a wait. Now stood in front of the well cared for coffee stall, you see that it has a wide chalkboard behind the counter with the menu listed on it. With little display cases filled with cakes, a fresh juice machine on show in the back kitchen section, and of course many coffee machines including mechanical bean grinders, it’s a lot to take in. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JanusLarge.png]]</div> Coming into view, the androgynous barista smiles at you. It’s hard to tell whether they are male or female, the more feminine clothes, facial structure, and longer colourful hair making you suspect female. However, the fact that they are about 6ft tall, and have a flat chest in turn gives you the impression they are male. Either way, they have shoulder length rainbow dyed hair, vivid green eyes, and a placid relaxed expression on their face. In terms of clothes they wear a light blue tank top and shorts, giving them a nice casual air about them. <<if visited() > 1>>Of course, you know this to be Janus, the owner of Janus Beans.<</if>> "Hi, I’m Janus, can I please take you order", the rainbow haired figure asks in a friendly cadence, the tone not giving you any better idea if they are male or female. At the same time, given they’re named Janus does likely answer that first question. Having distracted yourself looking over the stall though, you’ve yet to make up your mind on what to buy, instead awkwardly responding, "Sorry, I’m not sure. I didn’t look at the menu yet", glad that no one else joined the queue after you, so that you’re not holding anyone up. Janus doesn’t seem to mind though, instead continuing to smile at you serenely, "Don’t worry about it, take all the time you need. Coffee is meant to be enjoyed, that sometimes means spending a little extra time to figure out exactly what you want", reassuring you that you’ve not done anything wrong. Nodding, you take your time reading the menu, impressed by the amount of choice. Whilst you haven’t tasted any of it just yet, you already get the sense that Janus puts a lot of effort into tailoring their coffee into something special. Even the baked goods look exceptional, all lovingly handmade and carefully displayed. It’s as you’re trying to make your mind up if you want anything on the menu that you hear a passer-by shout, "Anus Beans? Ew!!!" Glancing up, you notice that the colourfully haired Janus has a slightly more sombre look on their face, the tall barista commenting, "That’s not very nice. Why do people make such mean comments about my coffee. It’s really good coffee", likely completely oblivious to the actual source of the issue. Still, brightening back up into their tranquil self, Janus asks, "You need a hand with anything?".<<else>>Looking over the expansive main plaza of the facility’s recreational hub, you notice Janus’s familiar coffee cart. The cart relatively sizable, enough so that the stall has an interior kitchen, it has a beautiful storefront from what you can see, all made of intricate woodwork painted a stylish dark green. Furthermore, you can see it has a sign mounted above the service window as you approach, the sign reading, "Janus Beans", though the ‘J’ is written in such a way that it’s easy to miss. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/JanusBeans.png]]</div> Standing in front of the well cared for coffee stall, you see that it has a wide chalkboard behind the counter with the menu listed on it. With little display cases filled with cakes, a fresh juice machine on show in the back kitchen section, and of course many coffee machines including mechanical bean grinders, it’s a lot to take in. What’s more, everything is meticulously thought out, care placed in everything from the menu selection to how the various handmade baked goods are displayed. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JanusLarge.png]]</div> Coming into view, the androgynous barista smiles at you. It’s hard to tell whether they are male or female, the more feminine clothes, facial structure, and longer colourful hair making you suspect female. However, the fact that they are about 6ft tall, and have a flat chest in turn gives you the impression they are male. Either way, they have shoulder length rainbow dyed hair, vivid green eyes, and a placid relaxed expression on their face. In terms of clothes they wear a light blue tank top and shorts, giving them a nice casual air about them. <<if visited() > 1>>Of course, you know this to be Janus, the owner of Janus Beans.<</if>> "Hi, I’m Janus, can I please take you order", the rainbow haired figure asks in a friendly cadence, the tone not giving you any better idea if they are male or female. Nonetheless, from the way they speak you get the impression that they’re not in any rush, happy for you to take your time.<</if>> Do you: [[Take a look at the menu|Janus Beans Stock]] <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Recreational Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Recreational Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

Making your mind up on what you want, you ask Janus, "Can I please get one order of the Janus Blend Coffee?", pointing to your orders place on the menu. Smiling at you calmly, the tall barista answers, "Thank you for your order, it will just take a moment to get it ready for you", before turning their back to you and approaching the various coffee making devices. Watching on, you see them go down the line of machines in turn. First, adding a new trowel-full of coffee beans to an oven-like device whilst taking a collection of roasted beans from an output shelf within it. They then take those roasted beans and placing them into a grinder next to it, fresh grounds from an earlier run being taken out of that. Before, finally, adding those grindings to a percolator that’s already set up. As you see the process in full motion, it’s interesting to note that to keep everything fresh, yet still ready to quickly produce, Janus has set up effectively a small production line which they painstakingly tend to. Taking out a pretty green-cardboard cup from a dispenser, Janus carefully pours out a cup of the aromatic dark brown liquid for you. Putting a lid on top of it with a drinking hole, they pass it back over to you, the cup miraculously not even feeling hot in your hand despite steaming out the top. "Thank you for your patronage. Hope you enjoy, and come again soon", Janus comments in a cheery yet serene tone, soon getting back to tending to the coffee devices and leaving you to your drink. Taking a sniff at the top of your green disposable coffee container, you get a very enticingly earthy scent wafting across your senses. Not wanting to wait much longer, you take a sip, finding it still very hot but still drinkable. Tasty, refreshing, and as enjoyable as promised, you can’t help yourself but continue drinking, finishing the whole thing off at a fairly rapid pace, though not too quick due to its heat. Before long, you finish your coffee, with nothing, other than feeling refreshed, occurring to you as a result<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>>. However, drinking all that coffee, especially with your weak bladder, is likely to push you to wetting yourself sooner or later<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceCountDown >0>>. Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on coffee wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel a sloshing pressure in your bladder region<</if>>. Holding onto your empty disposable coffee cup, you’re not sure what to do for it, looking around for a nearby bin to toss it into. However, as you stare around you hear a quiet fizzling and popping sound in your hand. Glancing down, you notice that your rubbish is literally dissolving away before your eyes, likely a high-tech solution regarding what to do with the waste product. Shrugging as it completely disappears, you figure that’s one less thing for you to worry about at least. Your drink now finished and the rubbish from it now gone, you just find yourself standing in front of the coffee stall still, with the [[friendly barista in front of you|Janus Beans Stock]].

Making your mind up on what you want, you ask Janus, "Can I please get one order of the Janus Blend Latte?", pointing to your orders place on the menu. Smiling at you calmly, the tall barista answers, "Thank you for your order, it will just take a moment to get it ready for you", before turning their back to you and approaching the various coffee making devices. Watching on, you see them go down the line of machines in turn. First, adding a new trowel-full of coffee beans to an oven-like device whilst taking a collection of roasted beans from an output shelf within it. They then take those roasted beans and placing them into a grinder next to it, fresh grounds from an earlier run being taken out of that. Before, finally, adding those grindings to an expresso machine that’s already set up. As you see the process in full motion, it’s interesting to note that to keep everything fresh, yet still ready to quickly produce, Janus has set up effectively a small production line which they painstakingly tend to. Whilst all of that is getting ready, they take out a plastic carton of milk from a fridge<<if $lactationPlay>>, a cute image of a cartoon girl with cow horns on the side of it<</if>>. Adding it to the expresso machine, which seems to double up as a latte milk steamer too, it seems like your drink is almost ready. Taking out a pretty green-cardboard cup from a dispenser, Janus carefully pours out a cup of the aromatic creamy brown liquid for you. Putting a lid on top of it with a drinking hole, they pass it back over to you, the cup miraculously not even feeling hot in your hand despite steaming out the top. "Thank you for your patronage. Hope you enjoy, and come again soon", Janus comments in a cheery yet serene tone, soon getting back to tending to the coffee devices and leaving you to your drink. Taking a sniff at the top of your green disposable coffee container, you get a very enticingly milky scent wafting across your senses. Not wanting to wait much longer, you take a sip, finding it still very hot but still drinkable. Tasty, sweet, refreshing, and as enjoyable as promised, you can’t help yourself but continue drinking, finishing the whole thing off at a fairly rapid pace, though not too quick due to its heat. Before long, you finish your latte, with nothing, other than feeling refreshed, occurring to you as a result<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>>. However, drinking all that latte, especially with your weak bladder, is likely to push you to wetting yourself sooner or later<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceCountDown >0>>. Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on latte wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel a sloshing pressure in your bladder region<</if>>. Holding onto your empty disposable coffee cup, you’re not sure what to do for it, looking around for a nearby bin to toss it into. However, as you stare around you hear a quiet fizzling and popping sound in your hand. Glancing down, you notice that your rubbish is literally dissolving away before your eyes, likely a high-tech solution regarding what to do with the waste product. Shrugging as it completely disappears, you figure that’s one less thing for you to worry about at least. Your drink now finished and the rubbish from it now gone, you just find yourself standing in front of the coffee stall still, with the [[friendly barista in front of you|Janus Beans Stock]].

Making your mind up on what you want, you ask Janus, "Can I please get one order of the Double Expresso’s?", pointing to your orders place on the menu. Smiling at you calmly, the tall barista answers, "Thank you for your order, it will just take a moment to get it ready for you", before turning their back to you and approaching the various coffee making devices. Watching on, you see them go down the line of machines in turn. First, adding a new trowel-full of coffee beans to an oven-like device whilst taking a collection of roasted beans from an output shelf within it. They then take those roasted beans and placing them into a grinder next to it, fresh grounds from an earlier run being taken out of that. Before, finally, adding those grindings to an expresso machine that’s already set up. As you see the process in full motion, it’s interesting to note that to keep everything fresh, yet still ready to quickly produce, Janus has set up effectively a small production line which they painstakingly tend to. Taking out a pretty green-cardboard cup from a dispenser, Janus carefully pours out a couple of short bursts of the aromatic brown liquid for you. Putting a lid on top of it with a drinking hole, they pass it back over to you, the cup miraculously not even feeling hot in your hand despite steaming out the top. "Thank you for your patronage. Hope you enjoy, and come again soon", Janus comments in a cheery yet serene tone, soon getting back to tending to the coffee devices and leaving you to your drink. Taking a sniff at the top of your green disposable coffee container, you get a very strong enticing earthy scent wafting across your senses. Not wanting to wait much longer, you take a sip, finding it still very hot but still drinkable. Tasty, refreshing, and as full of energy as promised, you can’t help yourself but continue drinking, finishing the whole thing off at a fairly rapid pace, which isn’t too surprising given how small an amount of liquid was in the cup. Before long, you finish your latte, with nothing, other than feeling refreshed, occurring to you as a result<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>>. However, drinking all that expresso, especially with your weak bladder, is likely to push you to wetting yourself sooner or later<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceCountDown >0>>. Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on expresso wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel a sloshing pressure in your bladder region<</if>>. Holding onto your empty disposable coffee cup, you’re not sure what to do for it, looking around for a nearby bin to toss it into. However, as you stare around you hear a quiet fizzling and popping sound in your hand. Glancing down, you notice that your rubbish is literally dissolving away before your eyes, likely a high-tech solution regarding what to do with the waste product. Shrugging as it completely disappears, you figure that’s one less thing for you to worry about at least. Your drink now finished and the rubbish from it now gone, you just find yourself standing in front of the coffee stall still, with the [[friendly barista in front of you|Janus Beans Stock]].

<<cumMouth>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Making your mind up on what you want, you ask Janus, "Can I please get one order of the Janus Blend Latte with added <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-<</if>>cum?", pointing to your orders place on the menu. Smiling at you calmly, the tall barista answers, "Thank you for your order, it will just take a moment to get it ready for you", before turning their back to you and approaching the various coffee making devices. Watching on, you see them go down the line of machines in turn. First, adding a new trowel-full of coffee beans to an oven-like device whilst taking a collection of roasted beans from an output shelf within it. They then take those roasted beans and placing them into a grinder next to it, fresh grounds from an earlier run being taken out of that. Before, finally, adding those grindings to an expresso machine that’s already set up. As you see the process in full motion, it’s interesting to note that to keep everything fresh, yet still ready to quickly produce, Janus has set up effectively a small production line which they painstakingly tend to. Whilst all of that is getting ready, they take out a plastic carton of milk from a fridge<<if $lactationPlay>>, a cute image of a cartoon girl with cow horns on the side of it<</if>>. Adding it to the expresso machine, which seems to double up as a latte milk steamer too, it seems like your drink is almost ready. Taking out a pretty green-cardboard cup from a dispenser, Janus carefully pours out a cup of the aromatic creamy brown liquid for you, putting a spoon in a nearby jar and taking a dollop of <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-<</if>>cum out of it which they add to your drink as a finishing touch. Putting a lid on top of it with a drinking hole, they pass it back over to you, the cup miraculously not even feeling hot in your hand despite steaming out the top. "Thank you for your patronage. Hope you enjoy, and come again soon", Janus comments in a cheery yet serene tone, soon getting back to tending to the coffee devices and leaving you to your drink. Taking a sniff at the top of your green disposable coffee container, you get a very enticingly milky scent wafting across your senses … with a hint of something else. Not wanting to wait much longer, you take a sip, finding it still very hot but still drinkable. Tasty, sweet, refreshing, and as enjoyable as promised, the <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-<</if>>cum turning the milky taste into something akin to salted caramel. Overall, you can’t help yourself but continue drinking, finishing the whole thing off at a fairly rapid pace, though not too quick due to its heat. Before long, you finish your latte, with nothing, other than feeling refreshed, occurring to you as a result. Though your breath does smell a little more … <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>fem-<</if>>cum-like too from drinking it<<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperWetLevel >0>>. However, drinking all that latte, especially with your weak bladder, is likely to push you to wetting yourself sooner or later<</if>><<if $incontinenceTreatment && $waterSportsPlay && $incontinenceCountDown >0>>. Taking into account the situation with your incontinence chip, maybe filling up on latte wasn't such a good idea, you think as you feel a sloshing pressure in your bladder region<</if>>. Holding onto your empty disposable coffee cup, you’re not sure what to do for it, looking around for a nearby bin to toss it into. However, as you stare around you hear a quiet fizzling and popping sound in your hand. Glancing down, you notice that your rubbish is literally dissolving away before your eyes, likely a high-tech solution regarding what to do with the waste product. Shrugging as it completely disappears, you figure that’s one less thing for you to worry about at least. Your drink now finished and the rubbish from it now gone, you just find yourself standing in front of the coffee stall still, with the [[friendly barista in front of you|Janus Beans Stock]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to question Seb if there is anything he can do to help you with your Jess situation. You don’t particularly suppose that he’ll ever have even heard of Agent Gary before, but hoping that he still might have an idea, you casually ask, "So, my friend has got into some serious trouble with a security agent named Gary. I’ve been trying to figure out how to help her, but it’s hard to find a good solution. Do you have any ideas? Even if it’s just planting something illegal on him it might do the job", watching his reaction closely. Scratching the top of his head, the heavily pierced man responds in a unsure tone, "Sorry mate, never heard of that guy, would say if I did. Sounds like he’s a real piece of work though. What’s the issue with him, maybe I can help with that?", his gaze sweeping over to the door, as if he’s trying to make sure that no one else is listening in. "She’s on the trainee programme, and he kidnapped her", you explain worriedly, "That’s bad enough, but not maybe not too surprising. The bigger concern is that he seems really … horrible. She seemed concerned that he was worse than just a normal guard, and he was doing some really bad stuff behind the scenes", not fully sure how to word the problem. Still glancing around nervously, not really paying attention to you so much as staring at the door and the shop-front windows, Seb spends some time quietly thinking. "Alright. This is fucking top secret mate, I never said anything, and you can’t tell anyone. But, I do have some gear. Mostly it’s for personal use, but I have a big stash. Sometimes I get kinda … like, mate … I get stuck on my designs and I need something to pick-me-up. Then I’m all jittery, and I’m a pretty amped up guy as it is, so I have some other stuff to bring me back down so I can get my kip. I don’t usually deal, especially as most of this stuff isn’t over-the-counter, but we’re cool, so if it’s to help your friend, then I can sling you a bag of gear for 500 G.G.P. Just, you gotta promise me mate, keep yourself dry of the stuff, you don’t want to get caught up in it". Sensing that the usually cheeky and bold Seb isn’t entirely comfortable with his offer, you ask back in return, "You sure about that?", not wanting to put him in a position he’s unhappy with. Sighing and shrugging, but giving you a reassuring wink, the pierced man answers, "Course I am, wouldn’t have offered it I weren’t. Just, like, don’t want to get my ass is trouble over this, you know. I’ve had my run-in’s with the law before, but … well, you know, I don’t want to cause trouble for that crusty old kill-joy I call a boss. Hard work as he can be, he’s helped me out a fair bit if I’m totally honest, but fuck if I’d ever tell him that. Anyway, offer still stands, the gear is 500 G.G.P if you want it, gotta cover my costs at least a little and all. Hope it’ll help your mate out, shit like that really fucking sucks", clearing things up and leaving the matter in your hands. Your options laid out before you, you think over whether you’re willing to take Seb up on his offer, or whether it just not worth it. After all, there are likely other ways to deal with Agent Gary than buying Seb’s drugs. Do you: <<if $ggp >= 500>>[[Give Seb 500 G.G.P for the drugs|Boundless Buy Jess Drugs From Seb][$ggp -= 500; $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem = 1]]<<else>>Sadly, you don’t have enough money to give to Seb for the drugs<</if>> [[Turn down the offer and return to chatting with Seb|Boundless]]

Telling him, "Alright, you’ve got yourself a deal", you wonder how you’re going to do the money transfer given that it’s technically an illegal drug deal, and your money is entirely in facility points. Looking at you with a cheeky yet slightly nervous grin, Seb responds, "Fucking awesome! Will rack that up as a sale for you, it’s really great that you bought that custom consultation sitting where you tried to figure out what kind of outfit you’d like us to fit-up for you. Shame that we never figured anything out mate, but these things happen. Guess that means you’ll just be giving us money, and there’s no reason for anyone to worry about it", his tone making it clear that he’s making an excuse for your payment to look legitimate. With that, the intern in his bondage harness temporarily leaves you be for a moment as he passes into a back room in the store. You are only left for a few minutes before he returns, a clear zip-lock bag in his hand, about the size of an A4 folder. Without any fanfare he puts it in a gift bag for you before passing it over, nodding to you as he does. Looking at them a bit closer, but not getting them back out as you get the impression that you shouldn’t bring too much attention to yourself, you notice that there are pills, syringes, rubber tubing, and small vials of some unknown liquid within. Quietly you say, "Thanks Seb, you’re a real life saver", slightly apprehensive now that you have something illegal in your possession. The next stage, planting it on Agent Gary, or within his apartment, is surely going to be more difficult, but you still want to avoid getting caught with it yourself too. You wonder if that with that you should now leave, but jump just a little as he springs back into conversation, grinning and cheeky as ever, "Yeah, I am pretty fucking awesome aren’t I, appreciate the hype mate. Still, sucks that I couldn’t help you more, with your consultation. Hope those brochures help you out. Just don’t get too into them, you can get totally wrapped up with this shit if you’re not careful. I don’t normally do consultations, so unless it’s a big problem then we’re probably good here", finally ushering you to end the conversation. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, now in possession of the illegal drugs you can plant on Agent Gary to help Jess out, you [[return to chatting with Seb|Boundless]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to question Dr. Radcliff if there is anything he can do to help you with your Jess situation. You don’t particularly suppose that he’ll have ever met Agent Gary before, but hoping that he still might have an idea, you casually ask, "So, my friend has got into some serious trouble with a security agent named Gary. I’ve been trying to figure out how to help her, but it’s hard to find a good solution. Do you have any ideas? ", watching his reaction closely. Looking up from his experiments, the older scientist has a perplexed look on his face, "Why can’t you just go talk to the security services? They aren’t all upstanding gentlemen, however, from personal experience Agent Davis who brought you in has always struck me as one of those with a moral core. The security agents are all still rather … brutish I suppose, not subtle to say the least. Then again, if it were that simple you’d probably have just solved it yourself. Tell me a little more, maybe there is something I can still help you with". "She’s on the trainee programme, and he kidnapped her", you explain worriedly, "That’s bad enough, but not maybe not too surprising. The bigger concern is that he seems really … horrible. She seemed concerned that he was worse than just a normal guard, and he was doing some really bad stuff behind the scenes", not fully sure how to word the problem. After a moment of deep thought, it seems like he’s finally come to an answer. <<if $radcliffRelationship >=50 || ($radcliffRelationship >=25 && $radcliffDating)>>"Okay. I wouldn’t normally do this, but it does sound like a real emergency. I don’t particularly like being put in such a tough spot, but it can’t always be helped. There may be a solution, if you were to plant something incriminating on the man, or within his possessions, enough so that he’d have to be investigated at least. Now, again, I wouldn’t normally do something like this, but, if you’re in need of it I could let some of my confidential research slip into your hands. Nothing important mind you, but if someone was found to be holding it there would be serious suspicion that they were spying on the facility. There wouldn’t be any charge for my help of course, though I must reiterate that I don’t like this sorts of situations being dropped on my lap with any regularity". Your options laid out before you, are you willing to take up his offer, or is it just not worth it. After all, whilst it would be free there are likely other ways to get an access card, and Dr Radcliff doesn’t seem too happy about having to get involved. Do you: [[Get the confidential research from Dr Radcliff|Dr Radcliff Get Jess Sabotage Materials][$radcliffRelationship -= 25; $jessFirstQuestSabotageItem = 2]] [[Turn down the offer and return to chatting with Dr Radcliff|Clinic Spend Time With Dr Radcliff]]<<else>>"Sadly I don’t think there is much else I can help with here. I’d suggest either finding someone who can handle him, such as Agent Davis, or potentially report this problem security agent to the facility. If you are hard pressed, then you might be able to bargain with him for her release, though I caution you on such matters. Sorry I can’t be of any further help, but I wish you look with your endeavours, and hope you manage to succeed in helping your compatriot". Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, not any closer to having materials you can plant on Agent Gary to help Jess out, you [[return to chatting with Dr Radcliff|Clinic Spend Time With Dr Radcliff]].<</if>>

Sighing, and putting his hand to his forehead, Dr Radcliff gives you a slightly disheartened look. "Well, I did offer to help, and you did say it was an emergency. I will just be moment as I take a look around through my files, see if I can put together a quick dossier of some of my less interesting work. No offense, but I don’t want to hand you anything too interesting, my research is important to me, and it would cause you trouble too if it was anything important as the security would spend much more effort in tracking down the leak. Anyway, try not to get yourself in danger if you can help it, and try not to pull me into trouble unless it’s an emergency". With that, the older scientist temporarily leaves you be for a moment as he passes into a back room in the lab. You are only left for a few minutes before he returns, a carboard folder with documents contained within held in his hand. Without any fanfare he passes it to you, nodding to you as he does. The confidential research now passed, he turns back to his experiments. Quietly you say, "Thanks Dr Radcliff, you’re a real life saver", slightly apprehensive now that you have something illegal in your possession. The next stage, planting it on Agent Gary, or within his apartment, is surely going to be more difficult, but you still want to avoid getting caught with it yourself too. You wonder if his lack of acknowledgement towards you might be a code for you to leave, but jump just a little as he springs back into conversation, still not looking at you, "There you go. That is my research on a slightly more effective breast augmentation modification, potentially valuable, but not particularly exciting. Just remember, don’t do anything too dangerous, don’t bring any attention to yourself, and certainly don’t go letting anyone know that I gave you that. Other than that, I hope you have luck with saving your friend, and that you walk out of your plan okay. Good luck, and I hope to see you back here again soon", finally ushering you to end the conversation. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, now in possession of the illegal drugs you can plant on Agent Gary to help Jess out, you [[return to chatting with Dr Radcliff|Clinic Spend Time With Dr Radcliff]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to question Felicity if there is anything she can do to help you with your Jess situation. You don’t particularly suppose that she’ll ever have even heard of Agent Gary before, but hoping that she still might have an idea, you casually ask, "So, my friend has got into some serious trouble with a security agent named Gary. I’ve been trying to figure out how to help her, but it’s hard to find a good solution. Do you have any ideas? Even if it’s just planting something illegal on him it might do the job", watching her reaction closely. Taking a moment to think, the red-headed software developer responds dispiritedly, "Sorry $firstName, I don’t think I’ve ever heard of him before. There are a few really bad people on the staff here, always looking to make their fortune, or exert their power. What is the full situation, maybe I can help with that?", her gaze sweeping around, as if she’s trying to make sure that no one else is listening in. "She’s on the trainee programme, and he kidnapped her", you explain worriedly, "That’s bad enough, but not maybe not too surprising. The bigger concern is that he seems really … horrible. She seemed concerned that he was worse than just a normal guard, and he was doing some really bad stuff behind the scenes", not fully sure how to word the problem. Still cautiously surveying the area around you, likely trying to make sure that no one overhears the both of you, she continue to spend some time thinking. "Sounds like you’re in a tough situation. I don’t have a great idea for what you should do, personally I’d probably look for blackmail on him, or maybe someone who I could pay off to get rid of him, but I’m not sure I can really help you on either of those points. But, you did mention maybe getting something illegal to plant on him. If you’re okay with it, then I could slip you an illegal hacking drive. They’re tough to use, and this one is technically broken as I bought it off a friend in IT earlier today to repair as a spare, still if security agents spot it they’ll think it’s the real deal. So, you want it?". Telling her, "Alright, if you’re sure", you wonder how she’s going to get the software over to you given that it’s illegal, and neither of you want to get caught in the middle of such a deal. Looking at you with a naughty grin grin, Felicity responds, "As much I’d like to see you trying your hand as a cyber-punk hacker, remember this is just for helping out your friend. What I’m saying is, if I find a posting for it on one of the unofficial facility selling boards I’ll be turning up at your place for my cut of the sale. Seeing as there’s not much else to say about it, let me get it for you. Make sure you’re not seen with it out in the open though, these things are not looked upon well by the security staff". With that, the friendly red-head picks up her bag and beings to look around within it, soon pulling out a small scratched up silver-metal device about the size and shape of an MP3 player, wrapped up with wires. Without any fanfare she pushes it across the table to you, nodding to you as she does. Looking at it a bit closer, but trying not to bring too much attention to yourself, you notice that device has a screen and various buttons, yet as it’s currently turned off you can’t make out much more about it. Quietly you say, "Thanks Felicity, you’re a real life saver", slightly apprehensive now that you have something illegal in your possession. The next stage, planting it on Agent Gary, or within his apartment, is surely going to be more difficult, but you still want to avoid getting caught with it yourself too. You wonder if that with that you should now leave, but jump just a little as she springs back into conversation, winking at you flirtyly, "You’re welcome. After all the help you’ve given me, helping you back with something like this only seems fair. Not that I would complain if you wanted to return the favour some way, maybe even a particularly fun and energetic way? Try to stay safe for me though, whenever you’re dealing with staff around here it’s tough to know exactly what they are capable of", finally ushering you to end the conversation. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, now in possession of the illegal hacking software you can plant on Agent Gary to help Jess out, you [[return to chatting with Felicity|Recreational Hub Spend Time With Felicity]].

<<addToUnderwear "Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Diaper">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Diaper, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. Sadly, this one is rather plain, even if it has a nice pastel colouring. This one was certainly only really added to the collection as a result of multiple inquiries for plain yet high quality diapers. I guess they might be able to puff out a Lolita dress much like a petticoat, which does give them some value in a Lolita co-ordinate I suppose. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Plain Green Reusable Cotton Diaper">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Plain Green Reusable Cotton Diaper, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. Sadly, this one is rather plain, even if it has a nice pastel colouring. This one was certainly only really added to the collection as a result of multiple inquiries for plain yet high quality diapers. I guess they might be able to puff out a Lolita dress much like a petticoat, which does give them some value in a Lolita co-ordinate I suppose. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Diaper">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Diaper, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. Sadly, this one is rather plain, even if it has a nice pastel colouring. This one was certainly only really added to the collection as a result of multiple inquiries for plain yet high quality diapers. I guess they might be able to puff out a Lolita dress much like a petticoat, which does give them some value in a Lolita co-ordinate I suppose. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Plain Purple Reusable Cotton Diaper">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Plain Purple Reusable Cotton Diaper, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. Sadly, this one is rather plain, even if it has a nice pastel colouring. This one was certainly only really added to the collection as a result of multiple inquiries for plain yet high quality diapers. I guess they might be able to puff out a Lolita dress much like a petticoat, which does give them some value in a Lolita co-ordinate I suppose. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Pink Rainbow Pattern Reusable Cotton Diaper">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Pink Rainbow Pattern Reusable Cotton Diaper, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. The pattern on this one is delightful in my eyes. There’s just something nice about the simplicity of a repeating rainbow pattern design, especially when combined with the pink colour scheme. I could definitely seem myself re-using this pattern on a nice skirt, maybe it could even go together as a matching set, might need some more interesting trim though. I also guess that a good diaper might be able to puff out a Lolita dress much like a petticoat, which does give them some value in a Lolita co-ordinate. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "White Dinosaur Pattern Reusable Cotton Diaper">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a White Dinosaur Pattern Reusable Cotton Diaper, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. The pattern on this one is delightful in my eyes. There’s just something nice about the simplicity of a repeating dinosaur pattern design, especially when combined with the simple white colour scheme. I could definitely seem myself re-using this pattern on a nice skirt, maybe it could even go together as a matching set. I also guess that a good diaper might be able to puff out a Lolita dress much like a petticoat, which does give them some value in a Lolita co-ordinate. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Pull-Up">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Pull-Up, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. Sadly, this one is rather plain, if at least in a nice pastel colour scheme. This one was certainly only really added to the collection as a result of multiple inquiries for plain yet high quality pull-up diapers. I don’t think a pull-up would even be able to puff out a Lolita dress much like a petticoat, so I’m not sure how much value they’d add to such a co-ordinate. It’s not really my style, but I still think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Pull-Up">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Pull-Up, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. Sadly, this one is rather plain, if at least in a nice pastel colour scheme. This one was certainly only really added to the collection as a result of multiple inquiries for plain yet high quality pull-up diapers. I don’t think a pull-up would even be able to puff out a Lolita dress much like a petticoat, so I’m not sure how much value they’d add to such a co-ordinate. It’s not really my style, but I still think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Plain Blue Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. Sadly, this one is rather plain, though that pastel colouring is nice. This one was certainly only really added to the collection as a result of multiple inquiries for plain yet high quality super-sized diapers. I guess when they’re this big they’ll be able to really puff out a Lolita dress, much like a petticoat, which could make a cute Lolita co-ordinate I suppose. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]].

<<addToUnderwear "Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper">>After wandering around the hidden store section for a while, Char advising you on what she thinks would best suit you, your attention finally falls on one of the display cases filled with assorted designer diapers. Deciding upon a Plain Pink Reusable Cotton Mega Diaper, you point it out to Char, her eyes lighting up as she begins to unlock the case to retrieve it, explaining her opinion on the design as she does. "Whilst diapers are decidedly not Lolita fashion in style, one of the big things that carries over between them is patterns. Sadly, this one is rather plain, though that pastel colouring is nice. This one was certainly only really added to the collection as a result of multiple inquiries for plain yet high quality super-sized diapers. I guess when they’re this big they’ll be able to really puff out a Lolita dress, much like a petticoat, which could make a cute Lolita co-ordinate I suppose. It’s not really my style, but I think you’ll love it as an addition to your wardrobe", Char states as she makes sure it’s in perfect condition, processing your order financially more as an afterthought. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Alice Princess Closet ABDL Stock]].

Choosing to change your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> over for a clean one, you move over to the designated area, not seeing any signs saying that doing so will require payment. Interestingly, you spot a number of adult-sized self-changing tables, sizeable, water-proof, and filled with supplies.<<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>Removing your $currentClothing, stowing them in a cubbyhole,<<else>>Already naked,<</if>> you begin clambering up onto one of the tables, the cushiony top squeaking as you slide across its slick surface. Getting yourself comfortable whilst lying down on your back, you get ready to begin. <<if !$removePlayerImages>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/DiaperChangeClean.png]]</div> <</if>><<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>Pulling down your pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>Undoing the bindings on your diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>Undoing the bindings on your huge mega diaper<</if>>, you slowly manage to get it off, folding it up to be thrown away. Your <<if $penis && $vagina>>cock and pussy<<elseif $penis>>cock<<else>>pussy<</if>> now fully on display, is greeted by the sensation of fresh air upon it, the cold making you shiver slightly. The smell that emanates from your used <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> starting to get stronger now that it’s no longer sealed onto you, you wrinkle your nose momentarily. However you don’t need to for long, spotting a bin chute in the wall to get rid of it, the used $currentUnderwear quickly disposed and out of sight as you throw it inside. Your soiled $currentUnderwear now removed, a wet wipe is deployed from a dispenser on the wall which you gladly take in hand. Simply wiping your genitals with it, it doesn’t but a moment before you think that it’s now clean, the dirty wipe thrown into another handy rubbish chute. Picking up a complimentary bottle of baby powder from a supply shelf also built into the wall, you give it a shake, a fresh coat of baby powder across your crotch and ass to make sure you don’t suffer any rashes or chafing. Now evenly covered in the fine white dust, a final section of the wall opens up, a brand new $currentUnderwear arriving for your usage. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>Picking up your new $currentUnderwear, still laying back on the table, you part your legs, awkwardly bending to get them into the leg holes of it. The padded inside of your new pull-up pressing nicely against your bum, you make a few last finishing touches, making sure it fits comfortably over your crotch and around your waist. Now done, your pull-up crinkles against the plastic cushioned surface below you as you squirm to give it one last look over.<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>Picking up your new $currentUnderwear, still laying back on the table, you slowly shuffle to get the bulk of it under you. The padded inside of the new diaper pressing nicely against your bum, you proceeds to fit it onto you, folding it over in place. With a quick flick of the tapes, sealing you into the diaper, you’re done, your diaper crinkling against the plastic cushioned surface below you. <<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>Picking up your new $currentUnderwear, still laying back on the table, you slowly shuffle to get the massive bulk of it under you. The padded inside of the new mega diaper practically engulfing your bum, you proceeds to fit it onto you, folding it over in place. With a quick flick of the tapes, sealing you into the mega diaper, you’re done, your huge diaper crinkling against the plastic cushioned surface below you.<</if>> Getting up off of the changing table, which again squeaks as you slide off of it, you take one last look over everything to make sure it’s all clean. Satisfied, you wander back away from the adult-sized changing tables, once again [[standing in the center of the dorm communal bathroom|Dorm Bathroom]].

<<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>>Twisting and turning in your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>>, you wake up, feeling as if something isn’t right. At first it’s hard to figure out what’s going on in your drowsy state, the sudden awakening leaving you confused and distressed. However, as you start to feel a pressure in your bladder, giving you the impression that you might immediately want to seek a toilet. <<if $diaperLocked>>Though, with your $currentUnderwear locked onto you, you’re not sure if going to the bathroom will really help.<</if>> <<if $sleepLocation == 4>>Panicking now, you start to fumble in the hay, doing your best to extricate yourself in a mad dash to the toilets. Sadly, in your groggy and indisposed state, such actions are easier said than done, as just before you can find a firm enough handhold to push yourself up the tension in your bladder begins to go into overdrive, control over your bathroom faculties leaving you in a truly humiliating degrading display.<<else>>Panicking now, you start to fumble with your sheets, doing your best to extricate yourself in a mad dash to the toilets. Sadly, in your groggy and indisposed state, such actions are easier said than done, as just before you can finish pulling the covers back, the tension in your bladder begins to go into overdrive, control over your bathroom faculties leaving you in a truly humiliating degrading display.<</if>> The only small mercy of the situation is that it all comes quickly, wetting yourself uncontrollably as a thick stream of urine pours out of you, all whilst still stuck where you sleep. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Having been somewhat prepared, thankfully wearing your $currentUnderwear to bed, your night-time accident is thankfully stopped by your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>. Still, somewhat nauseatingly, they’re now also freshly saturated with your pee, still warm and increasingly stained.<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Having worn your $currentUnderwear to sleep, they are now thoroughly stained and soaked with your still warm accident, causing you to be stuck lying in your freshly created pungent puddle<<else>>Having not worn any underwear to sleep, you have had nothing to prove as a barrier, instead depositing the entire warm pungent puddle upon your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>large four-poster bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>poor white wooden crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>surprisingly spongy grey cushion pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>steel padded cages floor<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>the hay covered floor of your wooden stall<</if>>, causing you to be stuck lying in your freshly created urine puddle<</if>>. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. The new state of your diaper is, <<checkDiaperWet>>. The act of wetting yourself in your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>> is kind of embarrassing, but it’s not like anyone knows about it, you also can't help but feel a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day, but you get the feeling it could have been much worse. Your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>> still clean thanks to your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>, you soon settle back down and [[drift back to sleep| interuptDestinationDay('Wake Up')]].<<else>><<if $submission <= 97>><<set $submission += 3>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>><<set $ggp -= 100>>Feeling shame and disgust rise up within you, you <<if $submission >= 0>>can’t help but cry, the horrid nature of what just happened shaking you to the core and making you question how you could have let it occur<<else>>can’t help but grumble angrily, the horrid nature of what just happened only strengthening your opinions of the facility, for it surely wasn’t your fault that such an accident occurred<</if>>. Not wanting to stew in the fouled <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>covers<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>covers<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>blankets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>blankets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>hay<</if>> any longer, you peal yourself out of <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>your crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>your pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>your cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>the hay<</if>>, worry over what to do creeping over you. After all, someone is going to have to clean your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>>, and they’re going to think horrible things about you if they see the current state of it. Worse yet, you worry the facility might consider what you just did some kind of act of vandalism, and who knows what they might do at that point. Shockingly, it is at this point that a trio of short shiny metallic cylindrical robots enter the room, the middle one of which announcing in a loud monotone voice, "BATHROOM ACCIDENT DETECTED. TRAINEE … $firstName … HAS WET THEMSELF IN THEIR SLEEP. CLEAN UP MODE ACTIVATED. TRAINEE … $firstName … WILL BE CHARGED 100 G.G.P FOR THIS SERVICE", the humiliating announcement making you feel highly embarrassed. Shuffling awkwardly out of the way, you watch on as the three small machines get to work, cleaning up your accident. It’s mortifying to think not only that you were being monitored so closely when it happened, and that they announced it to so loudly, but at least you’ll be able to get back to sleep in a clean <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>>. Annoyingly, it also seems that your accident has cost you for the emergency clean-up though, a matter you decide you should probably try to avoid in the future if possible. "NIGHT TIME WETTING ACCIDENT OF TRAINEE … $firstName … HAS NOW BEEN CLEANED. SLEEP WELL", the head cleaning robot shouts once again, startling you back to your senses as the trio rapidly depart, your cheeks redding into a blush once more from the humiliation of the situation. Your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>> now cleaned, you get back into it, not really wanting to think of what happened any longer. Settling back in, you soon [[drift back to sleep| interuptDestinationDay('Wake Up')]].<</if>>

<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>Twisting and turning in your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>>, you wake up, feeling as if something isn’t right. At first it’s hard to figure out what’s going on in your drowsy state, the sudden awakening leaving you confused and distressed. However, as you start to feel a pressure in your guts, your stomach beginning to let out loud audible growls and grumbles, giving the impression that you might immediately want to seek a toilet. <<if $diaperLocked>>Though, with your $currentUnderwear locked onto you, you’re not sure if going to the bathroom will really help.<</if>> <<if $sleepLocation == 4>>Panicking now, you start to fumble in the hay, doing your best to extricate yourself in a mad dash to the toilets. Sadly, in your groggy and indisposed state, such actions are easier said than done, as just before you can find a firm enough handhold to push yourself up the tension in your stomach begins to go into overdrive, control over your bathroom faculties leaving you in a truly humiliating degrading display.<<else>>Panicking now, you start to fumble with your sheets, doing your best to extricate yourself in a mad dash to the toilets. Sadly, in your groggy and indisposed state, such actions are easier said than done, as just before you can finish pulling the covers back, the tension in your stomach begins to go into overdrive, control over your bathroom faculties leaving you in a truly humiliating degrading display.<</if>> The only small mercy of the situation is that it all comes quickly, a wave of mess pushing out of your rear, all whilst still stuck where you sleep. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Having been somewhat prepared, thankfully wearing your $currentUnderwear to bed, your night-time accident is thankfully stopped by your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>. Still, somewhat nauseatingly, they’re now also freshly saturated with your mess, still warm and increasingly stained.<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Having worn your $currentUnderwear to sleep, they are now thoroughly stained and soaked with your still warm accident, causing you to be stuck lying in your freshly created pungent puddle<<else>>Having not worn any underwear to sleep, you have had nothing to prove as a barrier, instead depositing the entire warm pungent puddle upon your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>large four-poster bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>poor white wooden crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>surprisingly spongy grey cushion pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>steel padded cages floor<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>the hay covered floor of your wooden stall<</if>>, causing you to be stuck lying in your freshly created pungent puddle<</if>>. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. The new state of your diaper is that after your messing accident, the diaper is now <<checkDiaperMess>>. The act of messing yourself in your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>> is kind of embarrassing, but it’s not like anyone knows about it, you also can't help but feel a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day, but you get the feeling it could have been much worse. Your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>> still clean thanks to your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>, you soon settle back down and [[drift back to sleep| interuptDestinationDay('Wake Up')]].<<else>><<if $submission <= 97>><<set $submission += 3>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>><<set $ggp -= 100>>Feeling shame and disgust rise up within you, you <<if $submission >= 0>>can’t help but cry, the horrid nature of what just happened shaking you to the core and making you question how you could have let it occur<<else>>can’t help but grumble angrily, the horrid nature of what just happened only strengthening your opinions of the facility, for it surely wasn’t your fault that such an accident occurred<</if>>. Not wanting to stew in the fouled <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>covers<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>covers<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>blankets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>blankets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>hay<</if>> any longer, you peal yourself out of <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>your crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>your pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>your cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>the hay<</if>>, worry over what to do creeping over you. After all, someone is going to have to clean your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>>, and they’re going to think horrible things about you if they see the current state of it. Worse yet, you worry the facility might consider what you just did some kind of act of vandalism, and who knows what they might do at that point. Shockingly, it is at this point that a trio of short shiny metallic cylindrical robots enter the room, the middle one of which announcing in a loud monotone voice, "BATHROOM ACCIDENT DETECTED. TRAINEE … $firstName … HAS MESSED THEMSELF IN THEIR SLEEP. CLEAN UP MODE ACTIVATED. TRAINEE … $firstName … WILL BE CHARGED 100 G.G.P FOR THIS SERVICE", the humiliating announcement making you feel highly embarrassed. Shuffling awkwardly out of the way, you watch on as the three small machines get to work, cleaning up your accident. It’s mortifying to think not only that you were being monitored so closely when it happened, and that they announced it to so loudly, but at least you’ll be able to get back to sleep in a clean <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>>. Annoyingly, it also seems that your accident has cost you for the emergency clean-up though, a matter you decide you should probably try to avoid in the future if possible. "NIGHT TIME MESSING ACCIDENT OF TRAINEE … $firstName … HAS NOW BEEN CLEANED. SLEEP WELL", the head cleaning robot shouts once again, startling you back to your senses as the trio rapidly depart, your cheeks redding into a blush once more from the humiliation of the situation. Your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>> now cleaned, you get back into it, not really wanting to think of what happened any longer. Settling back in, you soon [[drift back to sleep| interuptDestinationDay('Wake Up')]].<</if>>

<<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>Twisting and turning in your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>>, you wake up, feeling as if something isn’t right. At first it’s hard to figure out what’s going on in your drowsy state, the sudden awakening leaving you confused and distressed. However, as you start to feel a pressure in your guts and bladder, your stomach beginning to let out loud audible growls and grumbles, giving the impression that you might immediately want to seek a toilet. <<if $diaperLocked>>Though, with your $currentUnderwear locked onto you, you’re not sure if going to the bathroom will really help.<</if>> <<if $sleepLocation == 4>>Panicking now, you start to fumble in the hay, doing your best to extricate yourself in a mad dash to the toilets. Sadly, in your groggy and indisposed state, such actions are easier said than done, as just before you can find a firm enough handhold to push yourself up the tension in your stomach and bladder begin to go into overdrive, control over your bathroom faculties leaving you in a truly humiliating degrading display.<<else>>Panicking now, you start to fumble with your sheets, doing your best to extricate yourself in a mad dash to the toilets. Sadly, in your groggy and indisposed state, such actions are easier said than done, as just before you can finish pulling the covers back, the tension in your stomach and bladder begin to go into overdrive, control over your bathroom faculties leaving you in a truly humiliating degrading display.<</if>> The only small mercy of the situation is that it all comes quickly, a wave of mess pushing out of your rear as you also wet yourself uncontrollably, all whilst still stuck where you sleep. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Having been somewhat prepared, thankfully wearing your $currentUnderwear to bed, your night-time accident is thankfully stopped by your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>. Still, somewhat nauseatingly, they’re now also freshly saturated with your pee and mess, still warm and increasingly stained.<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Having worn your $currentUnderwear to sleep, they are now thoroughly stained and soaked with your still warm accident, causing you to be stuck lying in your freshly created pungent puddle<<else>>Having not worn any underwear to sleep, you have had nothing to prove as a barrier, instead depositing the entire warm pungent puddle upon your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>large four-poster bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>poor white wooden crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>surprisingly spongy grey cushion pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>steel padded cages floor<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>the hay covered floor of your wooden stall<</if>>, causing you to be stuck lying in your freshly created pungent puddle<</if>>. <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 5 && setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 3>>Taking stock of the situation, you evaluate what just happened. The new state of your diaper is, <<checkDiaperWet>>. After your messing accident, the diaper is now <<checkDiaperMess>>. The act of wetting and messing yourself in your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>> is kind of embarrassing, but it’s not like anyone knows about it, you also can't help but feel a little aroused by the situation. Certainly not a high point in your day, but you get the feeling it could have been much worse. Your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>> still clean thanks to your <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>, you soon settle back down and [[drift back to sleep| interuptDestinationDay('Wake Up')]].<<else>><<if $submission <= 97>><<set $submission += 3>><<else>><<set $submission = 100>><</if>><<set $ggp -= 100>>Feeling shame and disgust rise up within you, you <<if $submission >= 0>>can’t help but cry, the horrid nature of what just happened shaking you to the core and making you question how you could have let it occur<<else>>can’t help but grumble angrily, the horrid nature of what just happened only strengthening your opinions of the facility, for it surely wasn’t your fault that such an accident occurred<</if>>. Not wanting to stew in the fouled <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>covers<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>covers<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>blankets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>blankets<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>hay<</if>> any longer, you peal yourself out of <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>your crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>your pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>your cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>the hay<</if>>, worry over what to do creeping over you. After all, someone is going to have to clean your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>>, and they’re going to think horrible things about you if they see the current state of it. Worse yet, you worry the facility might consider what you just did some kind of act of vandalism, and who knows what they might do at that point. Shockingly, it is at this point that a trio of short shiny metallic cylindrical robots enter the room, the middle one of which announcing in a loud monotone voice, "BATHROOM ACCIDENT DETECTED. TRAINEE … $firstName … HAS WET AND MESSED THEMSELF IN THEIR SLEEP. CLEAN UP MODE ACTIVATED. TRAINEE … $firstName … WILL BE CHARGED 100 G.G.P FOR THIS SERVICE", the humiliating announcement making you feel highly embarrassed. Shuffling awkwardly out of the way, you watch on as the three small machines get to work, cleaning up your accident. It’s mortifying to think not only that you were being monitored so closely when it happened, and that they announced it to so loudly, but at least you’ll be able to get back to sleep in a clean <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>>. Annoyingly, it also seems that your accident has cost you for the emergency clean-up though, a matter you decide you should probably try to avoid in the future if possible. "NIGHT TIME MESSING AND WETTING ACCIDENT OF TRAINEE … $firstName … HAS NOW BEEN CLEANED. SLEEP WELL", the head cleaning robot shouts once again, startling you back to your senses as the trio rapidly depart, your cheeks redding into a blush once more from the humiliation of the situation. Your <<if $sleepLocation == 0>>bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 1>>crib<<elseif $sleepLocation == 2>>pet bed<<elseif $sleepLocation == 3>>cage<<elseif $sleepLocation == 4>>stall<</if>> now cleaned, you get back into it, not really wanting to think of what happened any longer. Settling back in, you soon [[drift back to sleep| interuptDestinationDay('Wake Up')]].<</if>>

<<if $weight<=99>><<set $weight += 2>><<else>><<set $weight = 100>><</if>>Finally arriving at your destination, you find yourself in the fetish plaza, outside a brightly coloured facade covered with childish cartoon characters. A slightly wonky sign reads, "Little Land Nursery", a couple of letters filled with cutsie love hearts. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/LittleLandNursery.png]]</div> As you enter, you find the inside just as over the top as the entrance, vibrant murals of unicorns, princesses and teddy bears covering the walls of the foyer. An older looking woman with greying hair and a prodigious set of breasts sits behind a desk, a large smile spreads across her face at seeing you enter. <<if $metMildred>>You know this woman as Aunt Mildred, your assigned diaper 'carer'. <</if>> <<if !$metMildred>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredFull.png]]</div><<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/MildredLarge.png]]</div><</if>> Getting up, she wanders over to you a clipboard in one arm and a large bag labelled 'diaper supplies' over the other. Beckoning you forward, she passes through a side door <<if $submission >0>>, looking back happily as you follow her<<else>>, tutting disapprovingly back at you as you hesitate to follow her<</if>>. Nervously, you pass through the side door and [[into the unknown|Potty Training Lesson]].

<<if $pottyTrainingSkill == 0>><<set $ggp -= 1000>><<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 1>><<set $ggp -= 1500>><<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 2>><<set $ggp -= 2000>><<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 3>><<set $ggp -= 1000>><</if>><<if $pottyTrainingSkill == 0>><<include [[Potty Training Trained]]>><<set $pottyTrainingSkill += 1>><<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 1>><<include [[Potty Training Expert]]>><<set $pottyTrainingSkill += 1>><<elseif $pottyTrainingSkill == 2>><<include [[Potty Training Master]]>><<set $pottyTrainingSkill += 1>><<else>><<set $random = random(1,3)>><<if $random == 1>><<include [[Potty Training Extra 1]]>><<elseif $random == 2>><<include [[Potty Training Extra 2]]>><<elseif $random == 3>><<include [[Potty Training Extra 3]]>><</if>><</if>> With your training complete you take a minute to compose yourself and <a data-passage="Travel Back">travel back to your room</a>.

<<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") == -1>><<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>>You find yourself ushered into one of the nurseries changing room. A colourful trim lines the walls, while images of cartoon characters are scattered across much of the whitespace, making the rather clinical room look a little more inviting. The main notable contents of the room are a large changing table and an oversized highchair, both of which look extremely sturdy, with heavy duty restraints attached to them. Putting her 'diaper supplies' bag on a side table, the older woman turns to talk to you. "Hello dear, <<if $metMildred>>as you already know <</if>>I’m your Aunt Mildred. I’m usually the one getting you precious cuties into diapers, however, if you’re willing to put in the time and effort to be properly potty trained, along with working hard enough to afford the training, then I think you not fully needing them is fine. What’s going to happen next is I’m going to check you over, and make sure you’ve got a nice comfy diaper on, if you don’t have one then I’ll give you one to help get you started. Don’t worry, they’re reusable and extremely adorable", her explanation making you look on at her with confusion, not understanding why you’d have to wear a diaper if you’re learning how not to need one. Catching your <<if $submission < 0>>incredulous<<else>>confused<</if>> expression, the large breasted woman cocks an eyebrow in annoyance, continuing, "Yes, seeing as you’re not fully potty trained you still need to wear a diaper. Even if you don’t truly need it, it’ll still keep you in the right mindset. Regardless, after I make sure that you’re diapered, then you’re going to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, and you’re going to drink some bottles of milk for me. Then we can get onto the main part of the lesson", her tone now a soothing coo. Reassured by her explanation, even if you are feeling a little suspicious, you decide that you should probably comply for now. Taking advantage of the moment she <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>starts to help you remove your $currentClothing, leaving you naked <<else>>spots that you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, making her job a little easier<</if>>. Checking for whether you’re wearing a diaper or not she finds <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>>that you are not. Tutting, she quickly helps you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a plain white diaper. As she rapidly changes you, adding baby powder and a quick wipe, she calmly explains to you that it’s okay, you’ve got a diaper now and she expects to you to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and keep wearing it for the time being.<<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>>that you are. Smiling she pulls you into an excessively breast-ey hug, her cleavage almost smothering you a little. She calmly explains as she embraces you that you’re such a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for coming with your $currentUnderwear already on, and that she expects you to keep wearing your diapers for the time being. Still, that doesn’t stop her from quickly helping you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a fresh $currentUnderwear, making sure to give you a brief wipe and a sprinkling of baby powder.<</if>>. Now confirmed to be naked other than your $currentUnderwear, she escorts you over to a small wooden chair painted with each part being a different block of colour. Taking your seat you look up awkwardly as Aunt Mildred examines her bag, asking, "Um … what do I do now again? Do I really … um, need to be naked and diapered to learn how to use a potty?". Not even looking up, the imposing woman responds, "You just wait there until I find you milk for you. As for being naked, well of course silly. You’ll be having your bottle, and then you’ll be practicing your potty time business, you wouldn’t want to get yourself dirty from all that would you. Now, no more complaints, it’s time for you to drink your milk", calmly now standing there with a baby’s bottle of milk in hand. Handed the cool plastic bottle with a small rubbery nib at the top, you answer, "Okay", before starting to drink it. It tastes fine, refreshing and creamy just like milk should, though you can’t help but think there’s a slightly strange aftertaste to it. Finishing it rapidly, as soon as you do Mildred swaps out your empty bottle for a new one, urging you to drink your way through it too, this all happening one more time afterwards which leaves you feeling full and a little bloated. "GURGLE", your stomach groans audibly, making your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. Your teacher doesn’t seem to be surprised though, smiling expectantly she comments, "There we are. It sounds like the <<if $diaperMessingPlay>>laxatives<<else>>diuretics<</if>> are doing their job nicely", adding with a slightly menacing grin, "Now don’t pout. How were you going to practice holding it all in if you weren’t dealing with the real thing? In a moment we’re going to start teaching you how to know when you need the potty, and how to hold it in for as long as you can. Won’t that be fun?". Decidedly unsure if you agree with her last assessment, you don’t have to wait long before an uncomfortable pressure starts building in your <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bladder and bowels<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowels<</if>>. Standing up quickly, not wanting to be seated right now, you clench hard to hold back from having an accident. Meanwhile, being at least partially helpful, Mildred begins to give you advice on how not to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wet or mess yourself<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wet yourself<<else>>mess yourself<</if>>. Furthermore, she explains to you that she wants you to concentrate on how it feels like before you need to relieve yourself so that you can predict when you need to use the potty in the future. Thankfully you’re wearing a diaper, as otherwise you hate to think what would be about to happen, though it would probably better to be using a potty like you thought you would be instead. Holding it all in as long as you can, <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly mess your $currentUnderwear, a torrent of pee joining it as the strain of pooping also triggers your bladder<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>>the pressure in your bladder is too much, causing a torrent of pee to flow warmly into your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly mess your $currentUnderwear, the warm slop clinging to your rear<</if>>. That’s not the end of it though. As soon as you’re done with your first diaper accident Aunt Mildred is already getting the next bottle of tainted milk ready for you to drink. This goes exactly as you could have predicted, the need to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wet or mess yourself<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wet yourself<<else>>mess yourself<</if>> building until you can’t hold it back any longer <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>adding more urine and mess to your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>adding more urine to your $currentUnderwear<<else>>adding more mess to your $currentUnderwear<</if>>. Worse still, your teacher repeats this process until your $currentUnderwear is completely full. "Looks like you’re all filled-up for now. Wouldn’t want to dirty up the changing room with a leaky <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> would we? So, I think we’ll call that an end to the lesson. Hopefully you’ve managed to get a better understanding about when you need to go potty now. Who knows, if you’re good and you come back again we might even get around to using an actual potty next time. But first, let’s get you out of that dirty <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>", the large woman coos sympathetically, patting you on the rear with an audible squelch. Embarrassed once again, you respond in barely a whisper, "Okay … but I still think we could have avoided the … accidents ….", letting her move you back over to the changing table. Chuckling to herself with a wide grin, she quickly helps you up onto the plastic topped table so that she can put you in a fresh $currentUnderwear. Changing you with ease, a new application of baby powder and a quick wipe accompanying it, she explains with a predatory wink, "But watching you try to hold it in was just so cute, and ultimately who else are you going to turn to for help with your toilet troubles than me?". Helping you back to your feet with one last enveloping hug, your carer tells you that you’re training session is now over. She finishes by adding that she looks forward to you coming to see her again soon, though that she suspects that you’ll still end up in diapers rather than managing to get used to using a potty.<<set $metMildred = true>><<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>><<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperMessPoints -= 5>><<if $diaperMessPoints > 50>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 5>><<set $diaperMessPoints = 50>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 40>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 5>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 30>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 4>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 20>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 3>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 10>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 2>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 1>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = -1>><<else>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = -1>><<set $diaperMessPoints = 0>><</if>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetPoints -= 5>><<if $diaperWetPoints > 50>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 5>><<set $diaperWetPoints = 50>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 40>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 5>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 30>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 4>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 20>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 3>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 10>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 2>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 1>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 0>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = -1>><<else>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = -1>><<set $diaperWetPoints = 0>><</if>><</if>>

<<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") == -1>><<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>>You find yourself ushered into one of the nurseries changing room. A colourful trim lines the walls, while images of cartoon characters are scattered across much of the whitespace, making the rather clinical room look a little more inviting. The main notable contents of the room are a large changing table and an oversized highchair, both of which look extremely sturdy, with heavy duty restraints attached to them. Putting her 'diaper supplies' bag on a side table, the older woman turns to talk to you. "Hello dear. Welcome back, as you already know I’m your Aunt Mildred. I see you’ve come for another potty training visit. As I said last time, if you’re willing to put in the time and effort to be properly potty trained, along with working hard enough to afford the training, then I think that it’s fine for you not wear a diaper. What’s going to happen next is just like last time. First, I’m going to check you over, and make sure you’ve got a nice comfy diaper on, if you don’t have one then I’ll give you one to help get you started. Don’t worry, they’re reusable and extremely adorable. After that we’ll get to the main lesson", her explanation making you look on at her with suspicion, not understanding why you’d have to wear a diaper again when you’re supposed to be learning how not to need one. Noticing your <<if $submission < 0>>incredulous<<else>>confused<</if>> expression, the huge breasted woman cocks an eyebrow at you, continuing, "Yes, I still don’t think you’re fully ready to not wear a diaper. Even if you don’t truly need it, it’ll still keep you in the right mindset. Regardless, after I make sure that you’re diapered, then you’re going to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>, and you’re going to drink some bottles of milk for me again so that you’re nice and full. Then we can get onto the main part of the lesson", her tone now a more soothing one. Complying for now, you are starting to get increasingly sceptical about whether you’re just being tricked into embarrassing diaper accidents. Still, taking advantage of your momentary obedience she <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>starts to help you remove your $currentClothing, leaving you naked <<else>>spots that you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, making her job a little easier<</if>>. Checking for whether you’re wearing a diaper or not she finds <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>>that you are not. Tutting, she quickly helps you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a plain white diaper. As she rapidly changes you, adding baby powder and a quick wipe, she calmly explains to you that it’s okay, you’ve got a diaper now and she expects to you to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and keep wearing it for the time being.<<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>>that you are. Smiling she pulls you into an excessively breast-ey hug, her cleavage almost smothering you a little. She calmly explains as she embraces you that you’re such a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for coming with your $currentUnderwear already on, and that she expects you to keep wearing your diapers for the time being. Still, that doesn’t stop her from quickly helping you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a fresh $currentUnderwear, making sure to give you a brief wipe and a sprinkling of baby powder.<</if>>. Now confirmed to be naked other than your $currentUnderwear, you ask, "So, now that I’m naked and diapered I drink the milk … what’s next after that? You’re not going to do anything mean to me are you?", waiting for her to find the babies bottle of milk from her bag and hand it to you, knowing full well that it’s likely spiked with <<if $diaperMessingPlay>>laxatives<<else>>diuretics<</if>> again. Grinning, Aunt Mildred nods at you to start drinking before she comments coyly, "Well, I suppose I could give you a little hint about what todays lesson includes. Let’s just say, you’ll be happy to know that there’s an actual potty involved this time", her hand tilting the bottle in an attempt to make you drink quicker. Meanwhile, the milk tasting once again fine, refreshing and creamy just like milk should, you still notice the obvious additional ingredient to make you need to use your diaper in the imminent future. Finishing it rapidly, as soon as you do Mildred swaps out your empty bottle for a new one, urging you to drink your way through it too, this all happening one more time afterwards which leaves you feeling full and a little bloated. "GURGLE", your stomach groans audibly, making your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, despite knowing all too well that was likely about to happen. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PurplePotty.png]]</div> Clearly pleased, your teacher leads you over to one of the walls, remarkably showing off a purple plastic potty. It’s looks very simple, just a short plastic children’s potty sized up to support the weight of an adult, no sign of advanced technology visible. It’s not particularly remarkable, but that doesn’t matter to you, relief that you’ll actually be using a potty today making you far more optimistic about how your lesson will go. Turning you around and urging you take a seat on it, much to your bewilderment due to you still being diapered, Aunt Mildred explains gleefully, "As promised, you will be getting to play with a potty this lesson. What I didn’t mention was whether or not you’d get to use a potty. This early into your potty training it just doesn’t feel smart to let you … well, go potty. Instead, you’ll learn how to use your diaper whilst sitting on the potty, won’t that be fun? Now don’t you look so sour about that, as long as you follows the rules and use your diaper over the potty, and you behave, then maybe if you come back again you might actually get to use one. So, make sure to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and fill-up your diaper for your Aunt Mildred". Decidedly unsure if you agree with her that having diaper accidents when so close to a potty is ‘fun’, you don’t have to wait long before an uncomfortable pressure starts building in your <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bladder and bowels<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowels<</if>>. Knowing that your teacher wants you to stay seated on the on the hard plastic potty beneath you, you still can’t help but clench a little, trying to hold back from having an accident. Meanwhile, being at least partially helpful, Mildred begins to give you advice on how best to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wee and poop<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wee<<else>>poop<</if>> into a potty. Furthermore, she explains to you that she wants you to recall the feeling you had before you sat down so that you can better predict when you need to use the potty in the future. Sadly, whilst you’re sitting on a potty, you’re also wearing a <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>, meaning that you’re stuck having to humiliatingly use that instead. Holding it all in as long as you can, <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly mess your $currentUnderwear, a torrent of pee joining it as the strain of pooping also triggers your bladder<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>>the pressure in your bladder is too much, causing a torrent of pee to flow warmly into your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly mess your $currentUnderwear, the warm slop clinging to your rear<</if>>. That’s not the end of it though. As soon as you’re done with your first diaper accident atop the potty Aunt Mildred is already getting the next bottle of tainted milk ready for you to drink, getting you to stand up and drink it before once more straddling the childish plastic toilet. This goes exactly as you could have predicted, the need to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wet or mess yourself<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wet yourself<<else>>mess yourself<</if>> building until you can’t hold it back any longer <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>adding more urine and mess to your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>adding more urine to your $currentUnderwear<<else>>adding more mess to your $currentUnderwear<</if>>. Worse still, your teacher repeats this process until your $currentUnderwear is completely full, sagging deep into the bowl of the potty. "Looks like you’re all filled-up for now. Wouldn’t want to dirty up the changing room with a leaky <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> would we? So, I think we’ll call that an end to the lesson. Hopefully you’ve managed to get a better understanding about when you need to go potty now, and how it feels to sit on one. Who knows, next time you might even be able to try out using it without a diaper on. But first, let’s get you out of that dirty <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>", the large woman clucks sympathetically, patting you on the rear with an audible squelch as she helps you back to your feet. Embarrassed once again, you respond in barely a whisper, "Okay … but I still think we could have just let me use the potty … and have avoided the … accidents ….", letting her move you back over to the changing table. Chuckling to herself with a wide grin, she quickly helps you up onto the plastic topped table so that she can put you in a fresh $currentUnderwear. Changing you with ease, a new application of baby powder and a quick wipe accompanying it, she explains with a predatory wink, "But watching you being so close to using a potty but not allowed to was just so cute, and ultimately who else are you going to turn to for help with your toilet troubles than me?". Getting you down from the changing table with one last enveloping hug, your carer tells you that you’re training session is now over. She finishes by adding that she looks forward to you coming to see her again soon, though that she still thinks it’s likely that you’ll end up in diapers rather than managing to get fully used to using a potty.<<set $diaperWetCounter = 0>><<set $diaperMessCounter = 0>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperMessPoints -= 10>><<if $diaperMessPoints > 50>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 5>><<set $diaperMessPoints = 50>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 40>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 5>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 30>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 4>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 20>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 3>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 10>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 2>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 1>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = -1>><<else>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = -1>><<set $diaperMessPoints = 0>><</if>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetPoints -= 10>><<if $diaperWetPoints > 50>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 5>><<set $diaperWetPoints = 50>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 40>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 5>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 30>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 4>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 20>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 3>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 10>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 2>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 1>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 0>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = -1>><<else>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = -1>><<set $diaperWetPoints = 0>><</if>><</if>>

You find yourself ushered into one of the nurseries changing room. A colourful trim lines the walls, while images of cartoon characters are scattered across much of the whitespace, making the rather clinical room look a little more inviting. The main notable contents of the room are a large changing table and an oversized highchair, both of which look extremely sturdy, with heavy duty restraints attached to them. Putting her 'diaper supplies' bag on a side table, the older woman turns to talk to you. "Hello dear. Welcome back, as you already know I’m your Aunt Mildred. I see you’ve come for another potty training visit. As I said last time, if you’re willing to put in the time and effort to be properly potty trained, along with working hard enough to afford the training, then I think that it’s fine for you not wear a diaper. What’s going to happen next is mostly like last time. First, I’m going to check you over, and make sure that you’re fully naked. After that we’ll get to the main lesson", her explanation making you have a glimmer of hope that you might actually be learning how to use the potty today instead of being forced to have a series of diaper accidents. Noticing your optimistic expression, the huge breasted woman smiles at you proudly, continuing, "Yes, you don’t have to wear your diaper for today’s lesson. I’ll even let you know that you’re going to be trying out the potty today too. Still, make sure to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for me, otherwise we can go right back to the start of your potty training. Now, to start with you’re going to drink some bottles of milk for me again so that you’re nice and full. Then we can get onto the main part of the lesson", her tone a pleasant and soothing one. Listening to what she has to say, you are starting to get increasingly confident that she’s actually going to teach you today, though in the back of your mind you still worry that this might be a trick. Still, taking advantage of your obedience she <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>quickly gets you out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, leaving you standing there nude<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>quickly gets you out of your $currentClothing, leaving you standing there nude<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>quickly gets you out of your $currentUnderwear, leaving you standing there nude<<else>>observes that you're already naked, double checking awkwardly that you’re both nude and clean enough for the next part<</if>>. Now confirmed to be fully naked, you ask, "So, now that I’m naked I drink the milk … what’s next after that?", waiting for her to find the babies bottle of milk from her bag and hand it to you, knowing full well that it’s likely spiked with <<if $diaperMessingPlay>>laxatives<<else>>diuretics<</if>> again. Grinning, Aunt Mildred nods at you to start drinking before she comments coyly, "Well, I suppose I could let you know rather than keeping you in suspense. Yes, I now think you’re ready to properly start using the potty, so this lesson will have you actually using it. So, drink up, and don’t give me an excuse to put you back in diapers", her hand tilting the bottle in an attempt to make you drink quicker. Meanwhile, the milk tasting once again fine, refreshing and creamy just like milk should, you still notice the obvious additional ingredient to make you need to use your diaper in the imminent future. Finishing it rapidly, as soon as you do Mildred swaps out your empty bottle for a new one, urging you to drink your way through it too, this all happening one more time afterwards which leaves you feeling full and a little bloated. "GURGLE", your stomach groans audibly, making your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, despite knowing all too well that was likely about to happen. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PurplePotty.png]]</div> Clearly pleased, your teacher leads you over to one of the walls, remarkably showing off a purple plastic potty. It’s looks very simple, just a short plastic children’s potty sized up to support the weight of an adult, no sign of advanced technology visible. It’s not particularly remarkable, but that doesn’t matter to you, relief that you’ll actually be using a potty today making you far more optimistic about how your lesson will go. Though, after how things have gone previously, you still have some suspicion that she’ll pull some sort of trick on you at the last moment. Turning you around and urging you take a seat on it, Aunt Mildred explains gleefully, "Just as promised, you will be getting to play with a potty this lesson. Given some experience with it you just might get used to using it over having accidents in your diaper. So, make sure to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and fill it up for your Aunt Mildred". Just happy not to be stuck in a diaper, you don’t have to wait long before an uncomfortable pressure starts building in your <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bladder and bowels<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowels<</if>>. Knowing that your teacher wants you to stay seated on the on the hard plastic potty beneath you, you still can’t help but clench a little, trying to hold back from going to the toilet in front of another person. Meanwhile, being at least partially helpful, Mildred begins to give you advice on how best to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wee and poop<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wee<<else>>poop<</if>> into a potty. Furthermore, she explains to you that she wants you to recall the feeling you had before you sat down so that you can better predict when you need to use the potty in the future. It’s not as humiliating as having to sit in a used diaper, but using a potty is still pretty embarrassing. Holding it all in as long as you can, <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly poop into the potty, a torrent of pee loudly joining it as the strain of pooping also triggers your bladder<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>>the pressure in your bladder is too much, causing a torrent of pee to flow loudly into the potty<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly poop into the potty<</if>>. The worst part though is the smell, your rear atop the potty doing little to seal in the smell you’ve unleashed within. That’s not the end of it though. As soon as you’re done with your first potty usage Aunt Mildred is already getting the next bottle of tainted milk ready for you to drink, getting you to stand up and drink it before once more straddling the childish plastic toilet. This goes exactly as you could have predicted, the need to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wet or mess yourself<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wet yourself<<else>>mess yourself<</if>> building until you can’t hold it back any longer <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>adding more urine and mess to the potty below<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>adding more urine to the potty below<<else>>adding more mess to the potty below<</if>>. More embarrassing still, your teacher repeats this process until the potty is completely full, the foul contents making you pinch your nose to avoid it. "Looks like you’re all filled-up for now. Wouldn’t want to dirty up the changing room with an overflow would we? So, I think we’ll call that an end to the lesson. Hopefully you’ve managed to get a better understanding about when you need to go potty now, and how best to use one. Good job, it took you a while to get to this point, but you managed it … eventually", the large woman clucks triumphantly, patting you on the top of the head condescendingly before she helps you back to your feet. Embarrassed once again, you respond in barely a whisper, "Okay … thanks for teaching me … now I can avoid … accidents … even if I did have to use the potty in front of you …", letting her move you back over to the changing table. Chuckling to herself with a wide grin, she quickly helps you up onto the plastic topped table so that she can clean you up. Applying a smattering of baby powder and a brief wipe accompanying it, she explains with a predatory wink, "See, all you had to do is stick with it and I taught you didn’t I? Bet you were thinking I was just tormenting you, and would never properly teach you potty usage. Not that it isn’t fun watching you use your diaper, but watching you have to use a potty instead was still very cute. Though, guess you’ve mastered the basic potty usage techniques now … oh well, we’ll just have to find other excuses to get you into adorably embarrassing situations won’t we?". Getting you down from the changing table with one last enveloping hug, your carer tells you that she now considers you potty trained. Or, at least, that you have been trained sufficiently that with some hard-work and dedication you should be able to avoid having toilet accidents in the future. She finishes by adding that whilst you now have been fully trained how to use a potty, if you want to come back in the future for a top-up lesson she’d still be happy to oblige you.<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperMessPoints -= 15>><<if $diaperMessPoints > 50>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 5>><<set $diaperMessPoints = 50>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 40>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 5>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 30>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 4>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 20>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 3>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 10>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 2>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 1>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = -1>><<else>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = -1>><<set $diaperMessPoints = 0>><</if>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetPoints -= 15>><<if $diaperWetPoints > 50>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 5>><<set $diaperWetPoints = 50>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 40>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 5>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 30>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 4>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 20>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 3>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 10>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 2>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 1>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 0>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = -1>><<else>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = -1>><<set $diaperWetPoints = 0>><</if>><</if>>

<<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") == -1>><<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>>You find yourself ushered into one of the nurseries changing room. A colourful trim lines the walls, while images of cartoon characters are scattered across much of the whitespace, making the rather clinical room look a little more inviting. The main notable contents of the room are a large changing table and an oversized highchair, both of which look extremely sturdy, with heavy duty restraints attached to them. Putting her 'diaper supplies' bag on a side table, the older woman turns to talk to you. "Hello dear. Welcome back, as you already know I’m your Aunt Mildred. I see you’ve come for a top-up potty training visit. I’d hoped you wouldn’t have needed any additional practice, but I’m always willing to help if you’re also willing to put in the extra effort. What’s going to happen next is nothing you haven’t been through before. First, I’m going to check you over, and make sure that you’re naked and diapered. After that we’ll get to the main lesson", her explanation completely expected, and making you wonder what sort of lesson she has planned for you. Noticing your curious expression, the huge breasted woman smiles at you proudly, continuing, "Yes, for today’s lesson you’ll be wearing your diaper. Though, I don’t think we’ll bother with the potty this time. Remember, make sure to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. Now, to start with you’re going to drink some bottles of milk for me again so that you’re nice and full. Then we can get onto the main part of the lesson", her tone a pleasant and soothing one. Knowing already everything that could happen in your lessons with her, you decide it’s not too bad to go along with what she has to say. Still, taking advantage of your obedience she <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>starts to help you remove your $currentClothing, leaving you naked <<else>>spots that you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, making her job a little easier<</if>>. Checking for whether you’re wearing a diaper or not she finds <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>>that you are not. Tutting, she quickly helps you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a plain white diaper. As she rapidly changes you, adding baby powder and a quick wipe, she calmly explains to you that it’s okay, you’ve got a diaper now and she expects to you to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and keep wearing it for the time being.<<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>>that you are. Smiling she pulls you into an excessively breast-ey hug, her cleavage almost smothering you a little. She calmly explains as she embraces you that you’re such a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for coming with your $currentUnderwear already on, and that she expects you to keep wearing your diapers for the time being. Still, that doesn’t stop her from quickly helping you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a fresh $currentUnderwear, making sure to give you a brief wipe and a sprinkling of baby powder.<</if>>. Now confirmed to be fully naked except for your $currentUnderwear, you ask, "So, now that I’m naked and diapered, I drink the milk … what’s next after that?", waiting for her to find the babies bottle of milk from her bag and hand it to you, knowing full well that it’s likely spiked with <<if $diaperMessingPlay>>laxatives<<else>>diuretics<</if>> again. Grinning, Aunt Mildred nods at you to start drinking before she comments coyly, "Well, I suppose I could let you know now rather than keeping you in suspense. Yes, this time I think we’ll have you using your diaper whilst trying to resist doing so. So, drink up, and don’t give me an excuse to find something more entertaining", her hand tilting the bottle in an attempt to make you drink quicker. Meanwhile, the milk tasting once again fine, refreshing and creamy just like milk should, you still notice the obvious additional ingredient to make you need to use your diaper in the imminent future. Finishing it rapidly, as soon as you do Mildred swaps out your empty bottle for a new one, urging you to drink your way through it too, this all happening one more time afterwards which leaves you feeling full and a little bloated. "GURGLE", your stomach groans audibly, making your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, despite knowing all too well that was likely about to happen. Your teacher, however, continues to be happy with your compliance, smiling expectantly as she comments, "There we are. It sounds like the <<if $diaperMessingPlay>>laxatives<<else>>diuretics<</if>> are doing their job nicely. In a moment we’re going to start the lesson on knowing when you’re about to have an accident, and how to hold it in for as long as you can. Won’t that be fun?". Used to all of this by now, you don’t have to wait long before an uncomfortable pressure starts building in your <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bladder and bowels<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowels<</if>>. Standing up quickly, not wanting to be seated right now, you clench hard to hold back from having an accident. Meanwhile, being at least partially helpful, Mildred begins to give you advice on how not to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wet or mess yourself<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wet yourself<<else>>mess yourself<</if>>. Furthermore, she explains to you that she wants you to concentrate on how it feels like before you need to relieve yourself so that you can predict when you need to use the potty in the future. Thankfully you’re wearing a diaper, as otherwise you hate to think what would be about to happen, though it would probably better to be using a potty like you thought you would be instead. Holding it all in as long as you can, <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly mess your $currentUnderwear, a torrent of pee joining it as the strain of pooping also triggers your bladder<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>>the pressure in your bladder is too much, causing a torrent of pee to flow warmly into your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly mess your $currentUnderwear, the warm slop clinging to your rear<</if>>. That’s not the end of it though. As soon as you’re done with your first diaper accident Aunt Mildred is already getting the next bottle of tainted milk ready for you to drink. This goes exactly as you could have predicted, the need to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wet or mess yourself<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wet yourself<<else>>mess yourself<</if>> building until you can’t hold it back any longer <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>adding more urine and mess to your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>adding more urine to your $currentUnderwear<<else>>adding more mess to your $currentUnderwear<</if>>. Worse still, your teacher repeats this process until your $currentUnderwear is completely full. "Looks like you’re all filled-up for now. Wouldn’t want to dirty up the changing room with a leaky <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> would we? So, I think we’ll call that an end to the lesson. Hopefully you’ve managed to get a bit better with that top-up of your potty training", the large woman clucks proudly, patting you on the used <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> condescendingly with a squelch before she helps you back to your feet. Embarrassed once again, you respond in barely a whisper, "Okay … thanks for teaching me again … now I should be able to avoid … accidents … even if I did have to use my diaper in front of you …", letting her move you back over to the changing table. Chuckling to herself with a wide grin, she quickly helps you up onto the plastic topped table so that she can clean you up and change you into a fresh $currentUnderwear. Applying a smattering of baby powder and a brief wipe accompanying it, she praises you repeatedly for your good work behaviour during the lesson as she does. Getting you down from the changing table with one last enveloping hug, your carer tells you that you’re still fully potty trained, but, if you want to come back in the future for another top-up lesson she’d still be happy to oblige you.<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperMessPoints -= 20>><<if $diaperMessPoints > 50>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 5>><<set $diaperMessPoints = 50>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 40>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 5>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 30>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 4>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 20>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 3>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 10>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 2>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 1>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = -1>><<else>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = -1>><<set $diaperMessPoints = 0>><</if>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetPoints -= 20>><<if $diaperWetPoints > 50>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 5>><<set $diaperWetPoints = 50>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 40>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 5>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 30>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 4>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 20>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 3>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 10>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 2>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 1>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 0>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = -1>><<else>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = -1>><<set $diaperWetPoints = 0>><</if>><</if>>

<<addToUpperEarPierceCollection "Steel Upper Ear Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Upper Ear Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToUpperEarPierceCollection "Gold Upper Ear Stud">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Upper Ear Stud, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToUpperEarPierceCollection "Steel Upper Ear Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Upper Ear Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToUpperEarPierceCollection "Gold Upper Ear Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Gold Upper Ear Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToUpperEarPierceCollection "Steel Upper Ear Helix Barbell">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Steel Upper Ear Helix Barbell, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToUpperEarPierceCollection "Black Criss-Cross Upper Ear Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Black Criss-Cross Upper Ear Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<addToUpperEarPierceCollection "Silver Runic Cuff Upper Ear Ring">>Taking a look around the well-lit but tiny store, there’s a surprisingly large amount of piercings to browse. Meanwhile, as you browse the stores stock Isadora ignores you whilst reading her magazine, just occasionally peeking over the top of it to watch what you’re doing. All the piercings look interesting, though some are obviously better made than others with a price to match. Eventually though, you come across something that really catches your interest, selecting for yourself a Silver Runic Cuff Upper Ear Ring, which you let the store owner know you want to buy. "Alright. Will get that sorted for you", the green-haired woman sighs, putting hopping off of her high stool behind the counter. Heading over to the display cabinet you indicated to her, Izzy pulls out a small key tucked behind her belt, opening it up. Rummaging about for a moment, you soon see that she’s retrieved it, though before handing it over to you she heads back over to the counter pulling out a small jewellery box to put it before bagging it up for you. Handing it over with a nod, she also pulls out a handheld tablet, tapping away at it likely to process the payment. [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|The Inkspot Piercings Stock]].

<<if $underwear.indexOf("Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper") == -1>><<addToUnderwear "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><</if>>You find yourself ushered into one of the nurseries changing room. A colourful trim lines the walls, while images of cartoon characters are scattered across much of the whitespace, making the rather clinical room look a little more inviting. The main notable contents of the room are a large changing table and an oversized highchair, both of which look extremely sturdy, with heavy duty restraints attached to them. Putting her 'diaper supplies' bag on a side table, the older woman turns to talk to you. "Hello dear. Welcome back, as you already know I’m your Aunt Mildred. I see you’ve come for a top-up potty training visit. I’d hoped you wouldn’t have needed any additional practice, but I’m always willing to help if you’re also willing to put in the extra effort. What’s going to happen next is nothing you haven’t been through before. First, I’m going to check you over, and make sure that you’re naked and diapered. After that we’ll get to the main lesson", her explanation completely expected, and making you wonder what sort of lesson she has planned for you. Noticing your curious expression, the huge breasted woman smiles at you proudly, continuing, "Yes, for today’s lesson you’ll be wearing your diaper. Though, I think today you’ll be trying out the potty again while you are. Remember, make sure to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. Now, to start with you’re going to drink some bottles of milk for me again so that you’re nice and full. Then we can get onto the main part of the lesson", her tone a pleasant and soothing one. Knowing already everything that could happen in your lessons with her, you decide it’s not too bad to go along with what she has to say. Still, taking advantage of your obedience she <<if $currentClothing != "Naked">>starts to help you remove your $currentClothing, leaving you naked <<else>>spots that you're already naked so don't need to get undressed, making her job a little easier<</if>>. Checking for whether you’re wearing a diaper or not she finds <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type <= 2 || setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type >= 6>>that you are not. Tutting, she quickly helps you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a plain white diaper. As she rapidly changes you, adding baby powder and a quick wipe, she calmly explains to you that it’s okay, you’ve got a diaper now and she expects to you to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and keep wearing it for the time being.<<set $currentUnderwear = "Plain White Reusable Cotton Diaper">><<else>>that you are. Smiling she pulls you into an excessively breast-ey hug, her cleavage almost smothering you a little. She calmly explains as she embraces you that you’re such a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> for coming with your $currentUnderwear already on, and that she expects you to keep wearing your diapers for the time being. Still, that doesn’t stop her from quickly helping you up onto the changing table so that she can put you in a fresh $currentUnderwear, making sure to give you a brief wipe and a sprinkling of baby powder.<</if>>. Now confirmed to be fully naked except for your $currentUnderwear, you ask, "So, now that I’m naked and diapered, I drink the milk … what’s next after that?", waiting for her to find the babies bottle of milk from her bag and hand it to you, knowing full well that it’s likely spiked with <<if $diaperMessingPlay>>laxatives<<else>>diuretics<</if>> again. Grinning, Aunt Mildred nods at you to start drinking before she comments coyly, "Well, I suppose I could let you know rather than keeping you in suspense. Yes, this time I think we’ll have you use the potty again in your diaper. So, drink up, and don’t give me an excuse to find something more entertaining", her hand tilting the bottle in an attempt to make you drink quicker. Meanwhile, the milk tasting once again fine, refreshing and creamy just like milk should, you still notice the obvious additional ingredient to make you need to use your diaper in the imminent future. Finishing it rapidly, as soon as you do Mildred swaps out your empty bottle for a new one, urging you to drink your way through it too, this all happening one more time afterwards which leaves you feeling full and a little bloated. "GURGLE", your stomach groans audibly, making your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, despite knowing all too well that was likely about to happen. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PurplePotty.png]]</div> Clearly pleased, your teacher leads you over to one of the walls, remarkably showing off a purple plastic potty. It’s looks very simple, just a short plastic children’s potty sized up to support the weight of an adult, no sign of advanced technology visible. It’s not particularly remarkable, but that doesn’t matter to you, having already spent multiple training sessions with it. Turning you around and urging you take a seat on it, Aunt Mildred explains gleefully, "As promised, you will be getting to play with the potty this lesson. Once again you’ll learn how to use your diaper whilst sitting on the potty, won’t that be fun? Make sure to follow the rules and use your diaper over the potty, that way you’ll get more used to using the potty. So, remember to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and fill-up your diaper for your Aunt Mildred". Used to all of this by now, you don’t have to wait long before an uncomfortable pressure starts building in your <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bladder and bowels<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowels<</if>>. Knowing that your teacher wants you to stay seated on the on the hard plastic potty beneath you, you still can’t help but clench a little, trying to hold back from having an accident. Meanwhile, being at least partially helpful, Mildred begins to give you advice on how best to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wee and poop<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wee<<else>>poop<</if>> into a potty. Furthermore, she explains to you that she wants you to recall the feeling you had before you sat down so that you can better predict when you need to use the potty in the future. Sadly, whilst you’re sitting on a potty, you’re also wearing a <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>>, meaning that you’re stuck having to humiliatingly use that instead. Holding it all in as long as you can, <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly mess your $currentUnderwear, a torrent of pee joining it as the strain of pooping also triggers your bladder<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>>the pressure in your bladder is too much, causing a torrent of pee to flow warmly into your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly mess your $currentUnderwear, the warm slop clinging to your rear<</if>>. That’s not the end of it though. As soon as you’re done with your first diaper accident atop the potty Aunt Mildred is already getting the next bottle of tainted milk ready for you to drink, getting you to stand up and drink it before once more straddling the childish plastic toilet. This goes exactly as you could have predicted, the need to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wet or mess yourself<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wet yourself<<else>>mess yourself<</if>> building until you can’t hold it back any longer <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>adding more urine and mess to your $currentUnderwear<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>adding more urine to your $currentUnderwear<<else>>adding more mess to your $currentUnderwear<</if>>. Worse still, your teacher repeats this process until your $currentUnderwear is completely full, sagging deep into the bowl of the potty. "Looks like you’re all filled-up for now. Wouldn’t want to dirty up the changing room with a leaky <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> would we? So, I think we’ll call that an end to the lesson. Hopefully you’ve managed to get a bit better with that top-up of your potty training", the large woman clucks proudly, patting you on the used <<if setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 3>>pull-up<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 4>>diaper<<elseif setup.UnderwearList[setup.UnderwearIndex.indexOf($currentUnderwear)].Type == 5>>mega diaper<</if>> condescendingly with a squelch before she helps you back to your feet. Embarrassed once again, you respond in barely a whisper, "Okay … thanks for teaching me again … now I should be able to avoid … accidents … even if I did have to use my diaper in front of you …", letting her move you back over to the changing table. Chuckling to herself with a wide grin, she quickly helps you up onto the plastic topped table so that she can clean you up and change you into a fresh $currentUnderwear. Applying a smattering of baby powder and a brief wipe accompanying it, she praises you repeatedly for your good work behaviour during the lesson as she does. Getting you down from the changing table with one last enveloping hug, your carer tells you that you’re still fully potty trained, but, if you want to come back in the future for another top-up lesson she’d still be happy to oblige you.<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperMessPoints -= 20>><<if $diaperMessPoints > 50>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 5>><<set $diaperMessPoints = 50>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 40>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 5>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 30>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 4>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 20>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 3>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 10>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 2>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 1>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = -1>><<else>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = -1>><<set $diaperMessPoints = 0>><</if>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetPoints -= 20>><<if $diaperWetPoints > 50>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 5>><<set $diaperWetPoints = 50>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 40>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 5>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 30>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 4>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 20>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 3>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 10>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 2>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 1>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 0>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = -1>><<else>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = -1>><<set $diaperWetPoints = 0>><</if>><</if>>

You find yourself ushered into one of the nurseries changing room. A colourful trim lines the walls, while images of cartoon characters are scattered across much of the whitespace, making the rather clinical room look a little more inviting. The main notable contents of the room are a large changing table and an oversized highchair, both of which look extremely sturdy, with heavy duty restraints attached to them. Putting her 'diaper supplies' bag on a side table, the older woman turns to talk to you. "Hello dear. Welcome back, as you already know I’m your Aunt Mildred. I see you’ve come for a top-up potty training visit. I’d hoped you wouldn’t have needed any additional practice, but I’m always willing to help if you’re also willing to put in the extra effort. What’s going to happen next is nothing you haven’t been through before. First, I’m going to check you over, and make sure that you’re fully naked. After that we’ll get to the main lesson", her explanation completely expected, and making you wonder what sort of lesson she has planned for you. Noticing your curious expression, the huge breasted woman smiles at you proudly, continuing, "Yes, for today’s lesson you won’t have to wear your diaper. I think today you’ll be trying out the potty again. Remember, make sure to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>>. Now, to start with you’re going to drink some bottles of milk for me again so that you’re nice and full. Then we can get onto the main part of the lesson", her tone a pleasant and soothing one. Knowing already everything that could happen in your lessons with her, you decide it’s not too bad to go along with what she has to say. Still, taking advantage of your obedience she <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>quickly gets you out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, leaving you standing there nude<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>quickly gets you out of your $currentClothing, leaving you standing there nude<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>quickly gets you out of your $currentUnderwear, leaving you standing there nude<<else>>observes that you're already naked, double checking awkwardly that you’re both nude and clean enough for the next part<</if>>. Now confirmed to be fully naked, you ask, "So, now that I’m naked I drink the milk … what’s next after that?", waiting for her to find the babies bottle of milk from her bag and hand it to you, knowing full well that it’s likely spiked with <<if $diaperMessingPlay>>laxatives<<else>>diuretics<</if>> again. Grinning, Aunt Mildred nods at you to start drinking before she comments coyly, "Well, I suppose I could let you know rather than keeping you in suspense. Yes, this time I think we’ll have you use the potty again. So, drink up, and don’t give me an excuse to put you in diapers", her hand tilting the bottle in an attempt to make you drink quicker. Meanwhile, the milk tasting once again fine, refreshing and creamy just like milk should, you still notice the obvious additional ingredient to make you need to use your diaper in the imminent future. Finishing it rapidly, as soon as you do Mildred swaps out your empty bottle for a new one, urging you to drink your way through it too, this all happening one more time afterwards which leaves you feeling full and a little bloated. "GURGLE", your stomach groans audibly, making your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, despite knowing all too well that was likely about to happen. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/PurplePotty.png]]</div> Clearly pleased, your teacher leads you over to one of the walls, remarkably showing off a purple plastic potty. It’s looks very simple, just a short plastic children’s potty sized up to support the weight of an adult, no sign of advanced technology visible. It’s not particularly remarkable, but that doesn’t matter to you, relief that you’ll actually be using a potty today making you far more optimistic about how your lesson will go. Though, after how things have gone previously, you still have some suspicion that she’ll pull some sort of trick on you at the last moment. Turning you around and urging you take a seat on it, Aunt Mildred explains gleefully, "You will be getting to play with a potty this lesson. So, make sure to be a good <<if $pronoun == 1>>girl<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>boy<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>little<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> and fill it up for your Aunt Mildred". Just happy not to be stuck in a diaper for the lesson, you don’t have to wait long before an uncomfortable pressure starts building in your <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bladder and bowels<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowels<</if>>. Knowing that your teacher wants you to stay seated on the on the hard plastic potty beneath you, you still can’t help but clench a little, trying to hold back from going to the toilet in front of another person. Meanwhile, being at least partially helpful, Mildred begins to give you advice on how best to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wee and poop<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wee<<else>>poop<</if>> into a potty. Furthermore, she explains to you that she wants you to recall the feeling you had before you sat down so that you can better predict when you need to use the potty in the future. There are ways it could be more humiliating, but using a potty is still pretty embarrassing experience. Holding it all in as long as you can, <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly poop into the potty, a torrent of pee loudly joining it as the strain of pooping also triggers your bladder<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><<diaperWetAccident>><</if>>the pressure in your bladder is too much, causing a torrent of pee to flow loudly into the potty<<elseif $diaperMessingPlay>><<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><<diaperMessAccident>><</if>>the pressure is finally too much. With a cacophonous wet slapping sound, you humiliatingly poop into the potty<</if>>. The worst part though is the smell, your rear atop the potty doing little to seal in the smell you’ve unleashed within. That’s not the end of it though. As soon as you’re done with your first potty usage Aunt Mildred is already getting the next bottle of tainted milk ready for you to drink, getting you to stand up and drink it before once more straddling the childish plastic toilet. This goes exactly as you could have predicted, the need to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wet or mess yourself<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wet yourself<<else>>mess yourself<</if>> building until you can’t hold it back any longer <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>adding more urine and mess to the potty below<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>adding more urine to the potty below<<else>>adding more mess to the potty below<</if>>. More embarrassing still, your teacher repeats this process until the potty is completely full, the foul contents making you pinch your nose to avoid it. "Looks like you’re all filled-up for now. Wouldn’t want to dirty up the changing room with an overflow would we? So, I think we’ll call that an end to the lesson. Hopefully you’ve managed to get a bit better with that top-up of your potty training", the large woman clucks proudly, patting you on the top of the head condescendingly before she helps you back to your feet. Embarrassed once again, you respond in barely a whisper, "Okay … thanks for teaching me again … now I should be able to avoid … accidents … even if I did have to use the potty in front of you …", letting her move you back over to the changing table. Chuckling to herself with a wide grin, she quickly helps you up onto the plastic topped table so that she can clean you up. Applying a smattering of baby powder and a brief wipe accompanying it, she praises you repeatedly for your good work behaviour during the lesson as she does. Getting you down from the changing table with one last enveloping hug, your carer tells you that you’re still fully potty trained, but, if you want to come back in the future for another top-up lesson she’d still be happy to oblige you.<<if $diaperMessingPlay>><<set $diaperMessPoints -= 20>><<if $diaperMessPoints > 50>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 5>><<set $diaperMessPoints = 50>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 40>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 5>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 30>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 4>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 20>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 3>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 10>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 2>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 1>><<elseif $diaperMessPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = -1>><<else>><<set $diaperMessLevel = 0>><<set $diaperMessCountDown = -1>><<set $diaperMessPoints = 0>><</if>><</if>><<if $diaperWettingPlay>><<set $diaperWetPoints -= 20>><<if $diaperWetPoints > 50>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 5>><<set $diaperWetPoints = 50>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 40>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 5>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 30>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 4>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 20>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 3>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 10>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 2>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 3>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 1>><<elseif $diaperWetPoints >= 0>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = -1>><<else>><<set $diaperWetLevel = 0>><<set $diaperWetCountDown = -1>><<set $diaperWetPoints = 0>><</if>><</if>>

<<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Tired of dealing with your diaper training issues, you let Alice know, "I want to get a countermeasure to deal with undoing my diaper training. Can you handle that?", the vibrant haired AI sticking out her bottom lip in and over the top sulking pout. "No", she responds punctuated with a loud indignant, "Hmph!", sound, turning her head to one side so she’s purposely not looking at you anymore. Rolling your eyes slightly and sighing, you press the pouty AI, "Come on, I have the money that it says I need. What’s the issue?". Letting out another purposeful, "Hmph!", still not glancing your way she says to the chalkboard grumpily, "Why do you have to be such a big-boring-jerk-face? Watching you get in all sorts of fun and sexy trouble is one of the most entertaining options for me. Here I am slaving away tirelessly, doing all the boring things like making sure you don’t freeze to death or go without oxygen, yet you can’t do this one little thing for me. Like, is having to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wet and mess<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wet<<else>>mess<</if>> yourself without any control of the situation really that bad? But no, you’ve made up your little dumb-dumb mind on the topic! Blergh, you really are the worst!". So … is that a yes that you’ll do it?", you respond with a tone of mildly contained irritation, just wanting to be able to remove your diaper issues. Waving a hand randomly at you offhandedly, completely focused on doodling on the chalkboard, the pink haired anime avatar grumbles, "Fine! There! Done! Happy now mean-y-jerk! I’ve sprayed you down with the counteragent just like you asked. Right now it’s working itself through your body and undoing all the fun chemicals running through your body which were giving you your diaper accidents. At least it doesn’t actually undo the issues, just makes them easier for you to undo yourself, so you’ll still probably fail to actually stop your funny accidents …". "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you throw back at her, not really feeling any different but willing to believe her. Turning back to you, shrugging with an expression of exhaustion on her face, Alice responds, "Yes, it’s all done. All boringly done. Will you at least consider getting yourself all diaper trained again? My work is very dull at times, if I’m not being properly amused then who knows what I might do. Understand? Oh, and remember that just because you’ve been un-trained in diaper usage doesn’t mean you won’t still need to use a toilet or a potty to actually get your body used to working like normal … or you could just not, whichever you feel like …", putting an end to the conversation, a hint of uncharacteristic menace in her final words.<<else>>Tired of dealing with your diaper training issues, you casually press the, "Diaper Un-Training Treatment", option, waiting for Alice to respond. In her usual monotone voice, the AI informs you, "Selection confirmed. You have selected the Diaper Un-Training Treatment, one of our most sought-after endeavours. After receiving this treatment, you should see a decrease in the pace of diaper issues worsening allowing for an easier potty or toilet training experience", her spiel about the product continuing for some time. Finally stopping her, you cough and interject, "That all sounds wonderful. So, how are you going to give me the treatment", curious about whether you’ll need to leave and go somewhere else for that part of the transaction. "The biological agent has already been aerosolized and deployed within this booth as I explained the full situation of this countermeasure", the AI informs you, continuing, "Due to the nature of the procedure, it is likely that you will note no noticeable difference at this time. My initial diagnostic scan, however, predicts that there should be no issues. If you experience any side effects, then please notify me immediately". Patting yourself down, it seems like everything is unchanged. You have no reason to doubt the AI, but equally there is a small part of you which wonders if anything has happened at all. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you ask her back, the solution to your problem seeming too simple. After a brief pause, Alice finally comments, "The transaction has been concluded. Your countermeasure has been deployed and has reduced your level of diaper training. However, the effects of diaper training on your body will remain until successfully counteracted by regular toilet usage. I have deducted the finances from your account. Thank you for your patronage, and please consider us again for your future scientific countermeasure needs", seemingly putting an end to the subject.<</if>> With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing the experimental countermeasure options menu|Experimentation Lab Reverse Experiment]].

<<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Tired of dealing with your accidental <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wetting and messing<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wetting<<else>>messing<</if>> issue, you let Alice know, "I want to get a countermeasure to deal with my Forced Diaper Accidents Chip. Can you handle that?", the vibrant haired AI sticking out her bottom lip in and over the top sulking pout. "No", she responds punctuated with a loud indignant, "Hmph!", sound, turning her head to one side so she’s purposely not looking at you anymore. Rolling your eyes slightly and sighing, you press the pouty AI, "Come on, I have the money that it says I need. What’s the issue?". Letting out another purposeful, "Hmph!", still not glancing your way she says to the chalkboard grumpily, "Why do you have to be such a bland boring-butt? Watching you get in all sorts of fun and sexy trouble is one of the most entertaining options for me. Here I am slaving away tirelessly, doing all the stupid boring things like making sure you don’t freeze to death or go without oxygen, yet you can’t do this one little thing for me. Like, is <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>pissing and pooping<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>pissing<<else>>pooping<</if>> yourself super embarrassingly in public all the time really that bad? But no, you’ve made up your little dumb-dumb mind on the topic! Blergh, you really are just super dull!". So … is that a yes that you’ll do it?", you respond with a tone of mildly contained irritation, just wanting to be able to remove your diaper accidents problem. Waving a hand randomly at you offhandedly, completely focused on doodling on the chalkboard, the pink haired anime avatar grumbles, "Fine! There! Done! Happy now you big stupid party not-pooper! I’ve turned off the chip just like you asked, should melt in your stomach acid now that it’s not actively protecting itself. Now you’ll be able to get back to normal <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bladder and bowel<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowel<</if>> function just like everyone else, that’s just so boring! At least you’ll need to actually remember to use the toilet regularly to undo the damage it caused, so that might be still fun to watch …". "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you throw back at her, not really feeling any different but willing to believe her. Turning back to you, shrugging with an expression of exhaustion on her face, Alice responds, "Yes, it’s all done. All boringly done. Will you at least consider getting yourself all diaper-accident-ed again? My work is very dull at times, if I’m not being properly amused then who knows what I might do. Understand?", putting an end to the conversation, a hint of uncharacteristic menace in her final words.<<else>>Tired of dealing with your accidental <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wetting and messing<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wetting<<else>>messing<</if>> issue, you casually press the, "Forced Diaper Accidents Chip Removal Treatment", option, waiting for Alice to respond. In her usual monotone voice, the AI informs you, "Selection confirmed. You have selected the Forced Diaper Accidents Chip Removal Treatment, one of our most sought-after endeavours. After receiving this treatment, you should see that your <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bladder and bowel<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>Bowel<</if>> control ceases to become worse every day, though existing damage caused by the Forced Diaper Accidents Chip will persist until manually undone through regular toilet usage", her spiel about the product continuing for some time. Finally stopping her, you cough and interject, "That all sounds wonderful. So, how are you going to give me the treatment", curious about whether you’ll need to leave and go somewhere else for that part of the transaction. "The signal has already been sent to your Forced Diaper Accidents Chip as I explained the full situation of this countermeasure, resulting in its defensive systems to combat destruction by your stomach acid being disabled", the AI informs you, continuing, "Due to the nature of the procedure, it is likely that you will note no noticeable difference at this time. My initial diagnostic scan, however, predicts that there should be no issues. If you experience any side effects, then please notify me immediately". Patting yourself down, it seems like everything is unchanged. You have no reason to doubt the AI, but equally there is a small part of you which wonders if anything has happened at all. "Alright. Thanks then. We’re all done with this?", you ask her back, the solution to your problem seeming too simple. After a brief pause, Alice finally comments, "The transaction has been concluded. Your countermeasure has been deployed and has completely removed your Forced Diaper Accidents Chip, however, the actual issues caused by them will continue until naturally stopped by regular toilet usage. I have deducted the finances from your account. Thank you for your patronage, and please consider us again for your future scientific countermeasure needs", seemingly putting an end to the subject.<</if>> With your purchase complete you [[return to browsing the experimental countermeasure options menu|Experimentation Lab Reverse Experiment]].

<<if $aliceQuestComplete>>Deciding that you want to participate in testing out the forced diaper accidents chip, you let Alice know, "Can I take part in that study where you get the Forced Diaper Accidents Chip installed?", the pigtailed AI avatar grinning from ear to ear at what you’ve just said. "Of course buddy, I can do that for you right away. Beep-Beep-Boop! I’ve just put the 2000 G.G.P into your account, so now it’s official, no stopping me now. It’s one of the bigger reward experiments that you can join up for, that’s because most people don’t want to be stuck in diapers for the rest of their life. It’s going to lead to so much trouble for you I bet, having accidents all over your clothes and the facility floors, so much humiliation! Better wear a diaper you big-baby!", Alice giggles back at you as she raises a finger to the corner of her mouth in pretend deep-thought. Now getting slightly worried after seeing the gleam of mischief in her digital eyes, you enquire, "Okay … what do we do now?", waiting patiently for your AI correspondent to respond. Chortling with glee, "Heh, heh, heh!", as she steeples her fingers together like a cheesy film villain, your eyes are locked firmly on Alice as a stinging sensation similar to a bug bite breaks your attention. Shaking your head in bewilderment as you rub the spot at the side of your waist, the AI just keeps laughing. Eventually calming herself down, pulling a clipboard from behind her back out of thin air, she explains, "I have now injected you with the diaper chip! It’ll work its way around your bloodstream, and make its way down to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>around where your bowels and bladder are<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>> your bladder<<else>>your bowels<</if>> where it’ll stay and make sure that you lose all your muscle memory in them. This is going to be great, but you’ll have to wait until you go bed-y-by before it kicks in!". Patting yourself down, it seems like everything is unchanged. You have no reason to doubt the AI, but equally there is a small part of you which wonders if anything has happened at all. Feeling slightly unnerved by what you signed up for, you wearily query Alice, "Does that mean we’re done now?", kind of annoyed by her surprise injection. Sticking her tongue out at you cheekily, obviously in high spirits, she responds, "Yes…eeees! Now that you’re gonna be <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>pooping and peeing<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>peeing<<else>>pooping<</if>> yourself for life we’re all done. But … remember, now you have the diaper accidents chip you’re stuck like this until you get it removed which is super expensive. Even using the facility toilets to try to avoid embarrassing yourself from it setting off will cost you a bunch, so you better invest in some diapers … or a potty! You’re stuck being a being a big diaper baby, that’s going to be so much fun to watch! Yay!", the pink haired avatar dancing around in circles as she celebrates. Watching on at her strange reaction you stand there flabbergasted for a few minutes, still getting no further response from her. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s no further conversation to have on the topic with her, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<<else>>Deciding that you want to participate in the forced urination chip study, you select the, "Participate In Forced Diaper Accidents Chip Installation Experiment", button, patiently waiting for the Alice to give a response to your selection. "Thank you for signing up to participate in the Forced Diaper Accidents Chip Experiment. Your selection of this option serves as a legally binding contract and as such cannot be terminated without considerable penalty. As a participation reward you have been credited 2000 G.G.P to your account as recompense for any difficulties inflicted by the course of this experiment. Participants in this study will have an experimental ‘Forced Diaper Accidents Chip’ installed into their bodies. The purpose of this study is to determine the effects of un-training the recipients body normal bathroom habits, which will lead to frequent bouts of incontinence, and requires no further participation functions others than continuing with your normal business. Though, we do recommend the usage of a diaper or similar apparel to ensure that clean-up is minimal", Alice intones in her usual monotone vocal pattern, extensively explaining the experiment in minute technical detail. Unsure what to make of the jargon that she is now covering, you enquire, "Okay … do I need to go somewhere else now?", hoping that she doesn’t have anything else to explain to you about the study. Feeling something sting you similarly to a bug bite just to the side of your waist, you rub the spot as the AI explains, "You have now been injected you with a nanotechnology computer chip known as the ‘Forced Diaper Accidents Chip’, which will work its way to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>approximately around where your bowels and bladder are<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>where your bladder is<<else>>where your bowels are<</if>>. Please stand by for the intended results to present themselves. Due to the nature of the procedure, it is likely that you will note no noticeable difference at this time, as the chip will not activate until you are asleep". Patting yourself down, it seems like everything is unchanged. You have no reason to doubt the AI, but equally there is a small part of you which wonders if anything has happened at all. Feeling slightly unnerved by what you signed up for, you wearily query Alice, "Does that mean we’re done now?", kind of annoyed by her surprise injection. Answering almost immediately Alice explains, "As I have now detected you have now integrated the Forced Diaper Accidents Chip into your body and there are no further activities I need to conduct in this interaction. Your participation is greatly appreciated and should hopefully contribute significantly to scientific progress on the topic. As highlighted previously if you wish to exit the study before the natural termination of the experimentation period you will need to pay fee for removal of your Forced Diaper Accidents Chip. Once more we thank you for your interest. Have a good day". You do have a few more questions, but overall, the AI just remains silent seemingly not wanting to continue the conversation. Seeing that this probably indicates that there’s nothing further to be gained from talking to about the topic, you decide to just call it a day on trying to find out any more about the experiment you just signed up to.<</if>> With your participation in the experiment now complete you [[return to browsing the list of experiments currently looking for participants|Experimentation Lab Experiments]].

<<set $forcedDiaperAccidents = true>>For a second more the strange book whirrs loudly before finally announcing, "… COMMENCING … FORCED DIAPER ACCIDENTS CHIP INSERTION PROCEDURE …". Feeling a heat spread through your stomach, leaving you feeling extremely confused, you ask, "What was that supposed to do?". Despite not knowing what’s changed, you’re pretty sure something is wrong, the books comment about diaper accidents making you feel ill at ease. Whatever is happening doesn’t hurt, in fact, after only a few moments the sensation completely subsides altogether. Only vaguely lifting his head, his fedora angling up slightly in the process, he dismissively answers you, "Nothing right at this moment really. Though, you’ll figure it out tomorrow I’m sure. Given that it is less obvious, however, I probably should explain myself better. You see, the chip that you’ve been fitted with will undo the natural muscle memory of your <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>bowels and bladder<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>bladder<<else>>bowels<</if>> while you sleep each night, in turn making you prone to <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>messing and wetting accidents<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wetting accidents<<else>>messing accidents<</if>>. Therefore it would be advised to wear a diaper from now on if you wish to avoid additional trouble", before turning his attention back to the game. Staring back at your mysterious opponent you can’t help but ask, "Why make me <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>mess and wet<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wet<<else>>mess<</if>> myself?", unsure what the purpose of making you <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>wet and mess<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wet<<else>>mess<</if>> yourself could be. Not taking his gaze off of the chess board, at least from what you can tell given his shadowed face, your opponent only responds, "The choices my assistant makes are based on your interests, with minor additions in some circumstances by senior staff suggestions. This is … some people find the humiliation from loss of bodily functions entertaining or sexually gratifying. This forfeit was likely a result of the system considering that you might find the embarrassment of <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>messing and wetting<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>wetting<<else>>messing<</if>> yourself sexually fulfilling. For reference, the chip in question will ensure that your body worsens in its frequency of accidents each day, making them completely unavoidable. <<if $diaperWettingPlay && $diaperMessingPlay>>Drinking or eating large quantities of drink or food respectively<<elseif $diaperWettingPlay>>Drinking large quantities of drink<<else>>Eating large quantities of food<</if>> will hasten the process, whilst finding a toilet … or potty, will partially mitigate it".

<<if $aliceRelationship >= 3>><<set $aliceRelationship -= 3>><<else>><<set $aliceRelationship = 0>><</if>><<set $alicePregnantKnown = true>><<set $alicePregnancyCountDown = -1>>Busy going through your morning routine, you hear an uncharacteristically grumpy feminine grumble coming from behind you, the voice coming from your AI roommate Alice whining, "This is sooooo not fair! This is your fault you big mean jerk-face!". <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AlicePregnantLarge.png]]</div> Confused at what is going on, and what she thinks you’re responsible for, you turn to see Alice … except she looks a bit different. Completely naked, what immediately stands out to you is her huge and likely pregnant belly that she lets wobble without support. Though, if you had to guess you’d also say her breasts were bigger too, maybe a lot bigger even. Pouting and giving you what you can only describe as the ‘stink eye’ from the sheer anger held in her stare, she stomps about as she rants, "You filled me with your icky gross-ness. Now I’m like a ballooned whale beast, and at least a little less fuck-able, this is so not fair! You’re the dumb-dumb slave, so they should make you have to worry about contraception, not brilliant and pretty people like me. Grrr, I should book you in for an appointment with a vet so this doesn’t happen again …", her comments only getting increasingly explicit and painful sounding. Guessing that you probably should say something, you respond, "Hey Alice. You kind of look a little different. Does this mean you’re pregnant?", Alice stopping her outburst to give you another death glare. Stamping over to you and stopping only a few inches away, so close that her newly developed belly is prodding you, the petite pink-haired robot growls, "Yes, I am pregnant, how did you guess! Stupid flesh-people, shooting there useless dumb flesh-people cum everywhere without thinking about it! Now I have to a give birth to some foul smelling stink-beast, and I look fat while waiting to do so!". Going to pat her on the shoulder comfortingly, but thinking twice about it when you see her gnash her teeth in the direction of your hand menacingly, you console Alice, "You know, plenty of people find pregnant women to be extra sexy. And about the baby, or babies, they’ll also be half you won’t they, and you’re amazing", wondering if playing to her vanity and pride might smooth the situation over at least a little. Calming down slightly, she huffs loudly, "I suppose you could … potentially … possibly … maybe … be partially right. I am super sexy, so I guess I can corner a new market of sexy-ness now that I’m a preggo-bot. And maybe if it’s part my kid it’ll not be too repulsively brain-dead. Still, I’m not bothering with new clothes though, as that’s way too much effort. That means you’re putting up with full-on lazy naked mode Alice until I’ve recovered from the affliction you’ve tormented me with. Also, you owe me, big for this. Like organ donation, slave for life, sit through my one man amateur theatre show levels of owing me big!", her tone turning increasingly haughty, but losing the edge to it that it previously had. Striking a pose with her hands on her hips, Alice smugly comments, "I’m busy, so I’m going to get back to doing my stuff. I need to spend some time figuring out how best to use my current situation for entertainment and profit. You get out of trouble for this for now … daddy! But you owe me, and don’t forget it!", the now-pregnant AI leaving your presence, doing something between a strut and a waddle to get away due to her gravidly large newly developed pregnancy belly. Wiping the sweat from your brow that she didn’t react worse, and still a little shocked by the surprise revelation, you take a moment to soak in the reality that you managed to get the robotic AI Alice pregnant. Still, she seems to now accept the situation even if she isn’t completely happy about it, and there don’t seem to be any issues you’ll have to deal with … at least none that are immediate. Knowing there’s nothing else for you to do, you [[return to trying to start your day|interuptDestinationMorning( $intendedLocation )]].

<<set $jasminePregnantKnown = true>><<set $jasminePregnancyCountDown = -1>>Engrossed in your morning routine, you hear a knocking on your apartment door. Moving towards it, wondering who would want to get your attention, but wouldn’t just storm in, you hear the familiar voice of Jasmine the furry fox-girl mods shop owner call out, "Hey! Like, I hope I’ve got the right place, otherwise I’d be super embarrassed. You in there $firstName, I kind of need to talk to you about something". Loudly responding back to her through the front door, "I’m almost there. Are you okay?", as you finally reach it, opening it up with a whoosh, what you see next is certainly surprising. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JasminePregnantLarge.png]]</div> Standing before you, you see Jasmine as expected … except she looks a bit different. Continuing to wear no clothing at all over her orange and white fox fur, what stands out to you now is her huge and likely pregnant belly that she cradles with both hands for support. Though, if you had to guess you’d also say her breasts were a bit bigger too. Standing before you awkwardly, obviously not fully sure what to say, the fox-girl socialite finally responds, "Hey … so, this is peak awkward, but I’m not sure how best else to say it. Like, it seems like I’m pregnant. I mean, I did super check it all out, there’s a mod for monitoring that you know, and it seems like when we were messing around you managed to get me pregnant. It totally caught me by surprise, as my birth control is pretty solid and is meant to normally block … this, but you must be shooting some primo baby batter to have knocked me up", a small smile forming on her face as she tries to break the tension. Taking her hand and guiding her inside, you give her a supportive hug, asking her, "Are you okay about all of that though, especially if you were on birth control?", still trying to figure out her opinion on the unexpected pregnancy. However, despite some difficulty reaching due to her now much larger pregnancy belly, Jasmine casually spanks you, grinning, "Phew! To be totally honest I was more worried about what you’d think. I’m not super hot on the whole being a mother thing at this time in my life, but surrogacy and breeding slaves are all the rage these days, so being pregnant and being a mother aren’t really fully connected. I’m cool giving birth, it’s kind of neat to try out all the pregnancy mods, and with them there aren’t really any health worries. So, like, at the end of the day if you want any of the kids then that’s fine by me, otherwise I’m fine with them going to a good home instead, just don’t expect me to change any diapers", her tone flirty and playful as she rubs her expansive pregnancy belly. However, before you can really make a response, she winks at you and waves, "Sorry, but, like, I’ve got to dash and set up shop. There are always way too many early morning modders arriving, wanting to get some emergency reversal transformation. We can totally talk more you breeding me good and proper later, but for now I’m going to run off before this gets any more awkward", the furry fox-girl finishes, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek before darting back out through your front door and then out of sight. Still a little shocked by the surprise revelation, not that you necessarily should be given both how virile you are and that you did have sex with her, you take a moment to soak in the reality that you managed to get Jasmine pregnant. Still, she seems okay with it, and there don’t seem to be any issues you’ll have to deal with. Knowing there’s nothing else for you to do, you [[return to trying to start your day|interuptDestinationMorning( $intendedLocation )]].

Making up your mind, you ask Aurora, "Could I please get <<if $holderInt == 1>>a pee bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five pee bottles<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten pee bottles<</if>> from you?", in the process silently wondering just how many she has. Smiling she responds, "Can do … but are you really sure. I kind of put that on the menu as a joke …", hesitantly going down on one knee to better access her backpacks stock. Pulling out the <<if $holderInt == 1>>urine-filled bottle<<elseif $holderInt == 2>>five urine-filled bottles<<elseif $holderInt == 3>>ten urine-filled bottles<</if>> that you ordered,<<if $holderInt > 1>> her arms heavily laden with them,<</if>> she begins to pass them over to you. Like she said before, they do indeed seem to be nicely chilled, her bag definitely doubling as a cooler. Having received the <<if $holderInt > 1>>items<<else>>item<</if>> now in your possession, you say, "Thanks Aurora. Anything else we need to do now to handle the money part?". Waving your praise and last question back, the <<if $nonHumanPlay>>furry cat-girl<<else>>tomboy<</if>> answers, "You’re welcome! As it’s all facility points you’re spending Alice handles them, so we’re all good. But if you want to buy anything more or just hang out a bit I’m free. Thanks for … um, buying some bottles, hope you … enjoy them …". [img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BagPink.png]] With your purchase complete you [[return to shopping|Little Land Nursery Aurora Shop Stock]].

Choosing an adult-sized baby’s bottle filled with urine, you wrap your hand around it and remove it from the cupboard. Interestingly the bottle is still cool, likely a result of the special bottles Aurora mentioned she used to store her merchandise. Popping the plastic cap off of the top to unveil the rubbery nib, it seems like everything is ready for you to get started. Sucking on the rubber teat you get your first mouthful of the distinct taste of piss, the questionable beverage helping quench your thirst. It tastes weird, slightly chemically almost, but it’s not the worst thing ever if you try not to think too much about where it came from. Though, it is a little difficult to drink due to how slow the bottles nib makes drinking from it, only allowing you one spurt at a time. Still eventually you finish it, feeling slightly queasy but with your thirst quenched without feeling too much heavier for the amount you’ve drunk. However, you also get the impression that drinking pee isn’t going to do wonders for how your breath smells. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/ABDL/ABDLFoodDrink/AppleBottle.png]]</div> Placing the bottle on your desk, wondering where to throw it away or get it cleaned out, what you see next astounds you. Indeed, before your eyes the bottle melts away into nothing, as if it was made of ice or something. You have no idea why it would do that, but if you had to guess it was probably some kind of quick bio-degrading process intended to clean up the rubbish after it’s been used. Your drink now finished [[you return to examining your food cupboard|Food Drink Storage]].

You decide to ask Jasmine if she has some free time to chat with you, the charismatic fox-girl grinning as she lets you know that she’d love to. Though, she adds that if someone else comes in she’ll obviously have to go over to help them out. Settling down together on a remarkably comfortable and stylish couch together, the both of you start to talk, a combination of small talk, facility gossip, and some fashion talk about what the current big-selling transformation bio-mods are. Jasmine is an absolutely wonderful conversationalist, having a way of keeping you fascinated with all of the gossip that she shares with you, but at the same time keeping you talking too. She seems to know a lot of the important people who live and work within the facility, and who are involved in high society in general, which leads to some very interesting stories. But, even more than that, she has a surprising grip on what medical transformation research is currently being worked on in secret. Seeing an opening in the conversation as Jasmine finishes telling you about one of the modification research teams that work within The Repurposing Center, you think about what to do next. Do you:<<if visited("Jasmine Ask About Love Life") && ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked && $sexualPreference != 2 && $actionAmountCurrent >= $actionLimit>> You’re currently too tired to think about fucking Jasmine doggy-style at the moment, maybe if some time passed you'd be ready to try again?<<elseif visited("Jasmine Ask About Love Life") && ($penis || ($vagina && $strapOnOwned && $currentStrapOnDildo != "None")) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked && $sexualPreference != 2>> [[Suggest fucking Jasmine doggy-style|Fur Life Doggy Fuck Jasmine][$timesFuckedPussy += 1; $actionAmountCurrent += 1]]<</if>> [[Ask Jasmine about herself|Jasmine Ask About Self]] [[Ask Jasmine about her love life|Jasmine Ask About Love Life]] [[Ask Jasmine about what ‘The Treatment’ is|Jasmine Ask What Is The Treatment]] [[Finish spending time with Jasmine|Fur Life]]

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Jasmine a bit more about herself. "So, how did you end up setting up your business in 'The Repurposing Center', Jas?", you casually inquire, watching her reaction to see whether she’s comfortable talking about it. Seemingly pretty enthusiastic to tell you more about herself, with a bright smile she answers in a bubbly tone, "Of course, no doubt I’m up for telling you about my store. So, like, it was a few years back now, and my rents were really getting on at me to head to finishing school. Seriously, bleh, not my thing right, learning how to flower arrange, cook, and sew. It’s not like they were trying to get me betrothed or anything, but they were totally firm that I should be looking for the future Mr or Miss’s right. So, like, the other options the set out were uni for getting a prestigious career, or I start my own business". Nodding as you follow along with her story, you infer, "So, you picked to start your own business then?", watching her wink back at you in return. "You’re super on the right track there. Thought about uni, but, like, it didn’t fit for me, especially when it would have been something overly science-y. It’s not like I’m totally not into all the science and tech obviously, but my dad’s allowed list of courses were the worst. Who in the entirety ever has actually wanted to go into pharma research for skin rashes, or to be a foot doctor, like eww! Anyway, he totally picked those options to make me go to finishing school. Super worse than that was that they weren’t willing to let me work for someone else, and they wouldn’t cover the costs of me setting up my own business", her expression turning more frustrated as she reminisces about this. "Like, anyway, I was in a super tough spot and was feeling lame. That’s when Uncle Vincent came around. He’s not actual family, but I’ve known for, like, forever and he’s the best. Anyway, he saw that I was in the dumps, and we got to talking about it all. Uncle Vincent is mega rich, and he’s just the nicest, so he suggested I could work with him training specialist pet-slaves, but it wasn’t really my thing. I can take charge, but training someone feels, like, kind of too mean for me to manage, you know. Just don’t think I could manage to be that strict with anyone. Still, he went over a few options with me". Curious, you can’t help but wonder out loud, "What sort of options did he come up with?", suspecting that the final choice she made was to start her modification store. Grinning with a flirty expression in her eyes, Jasmine answers, "Oh, we totally had some fun ideas. I was never, like, a bad girl growing up, but I always new how to have a good time. He suggested maybe training to be a courtesan, but that was too close to finishing school for my liking, even if I bet the sex would have been phenomenal. We quickly skipped over temporary enslavement for a year or two, because as fun as that could have been my rents would have totally disowned me for that … like, probably. Slave trading could have been interesting, or running my own brothel, but I just don’t feel I’m mature enough to be a dommy mommy. Like, maybe to one slave, just not sure if I’m in that settling down stage life yet, and that all feels like a big commitment". "So, I was kind of stumped, but we came up with the idea of a mods shop. They’re high end, so my rents would be cool enough with it, and I’ve always been into mods. Like, all the rich kids get one or two to keep with the fashion, and I got myself more than a couple, especially the more … exotic ones. Long story short, he loaned me the money without any interest, pulled some favours to get me this primo location in the TRC, and helped me break my plans to the rents. He super covered for me, even promised them he’d keep an eye on me and my shop. We set everything up super quick, Uncle Vincent made swear that I wouldn’t cause any trouble around here, and the rest is pretty obvious", she finishes with a warm smile on her face. Glad to hear that she seems happy, you say back to her, "Well, it seems like it all worked out well. How has running your store gone in general?", continuing to make small talk about her store. Still enthusiastic to tell you all about her work, Jasmine continues, "Working here is just the best! My connections through my family and our social circle mean that I get all the new mods in way before the general market. Like, I don’t sell them at a huge mark-up, but I still do super well for myself, more than well enough that I paid-back Uncle Vincent a couple of years back. Also, I get all the mods I want, so I’m not going to complain about that. Though, like, I have been thinking about setting up a few more mod shops outside of the TRC, that way I could do even better with it, but that mean finding the right people to run them for me which I’m still stumped on". The fox-girl continues to talk about her work for longer, though you think you’ve managed to hear the most relevant points. What she continues onto are more about specific modifications that are in production, or which are currently going through the research stage. It seems like Jasmine is very knowledgeable about not only modifications themselves, but also all the secretive projects that the facility is conducting. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, you [[return to chatting with Jasmine|Fur Life Spend Time With Jasmine]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Jasmine about her love life. "So, are you currently dating anyone, Jas?", you casually inquire, watching her reaction to see whether she’s comfortable talking about it. Though you soon realise you had nothing to worry about, Jasmine giving you a flirty grin and answering in a bubbly tone, "Like, are you scoping me out? I’m super flattered …". Not wanting her to get the wrong idea, or maybe just feeling too embarrassed at the teasing glint in her eyes, you quickly interrupt, "No … well … I was really just asking about your love life … you know, in a general sense". Blatantly enjoying your reaction for a moment, the fox-girl giggles, "Like, okay, if you’re sure. No, I’m totally single. It’s not like I’m desperate or anything, and I’ve had a lot of people ask me out, but I’m just not really looking for that right now. It’s probably going to sound totally lame, but it just doesn’t feel like the right time for me to be looking for that Mr or Miss right. I don’t think I’m ready to settle down, and I don’t want to, like, lead anyone on. I’ve had a few casual dates since coming here, and a lot more casual play-time, but for now I just want to kick back and have fun rather than committing to anything". Thinking you get where she’s coming from, getting the distinct impression that she’s just not ready to settle down currently, you suddenly realise the note she finished her explanation on. "Play-time?", you comment, mainly out of surprise from how transparent she is about it. "Yeah, play-time, you know? Like casual sex, duh", the outgoing mod-shop owner responds, her tone making it clear she considers it entirely normal. Wanting to know more, increasingly curious about just how casual she is about sex, you can’t help but ask, "So, like, what kind of stuff though?", her cheeky grin returning almost immediately. "We live in a huge complex full of sex slaves, brothels, and fetish stores. I, like, walk around completely naked all day. Pretty massively casual about sex", she begins, her voice beginning to sound slightly smug, "Like, I’m into all the normal stuff. Guys and girls are both good, whether they’re slaves, subs, or free people don’t matter to me either. I’m totally not a sub, but I’m not a dommy mommy either. Bondage is totally fun, me or my partner, toys are great too, I have way too many. I fuck a good few times a day, with some extra masturbation thrown in. Sometimes I have fuck buddies come in while I’m working, but, like, sometimes I line up casual dates, hang out in a bar, or just go to a brothel. It’s really totally not hard to find sex around here". Her cheeky and flirty expression only getting more pronounced, Jasmine adds, "You know, if you ever have some free time and want to play, then you know where to find me", dropping the option right into your lap without a seconds thought. Not sure exactly what to say, you decide to politely answer, "Thanks, I might have to take you up on that offer". The fox-girl continues to talk about her sex life, going over her long list of fuck-buddies and what she gets up to with them amongst other things. Jasmine is sexually adventurous to say the least, enjoying sneaking off to have sex relatively publicly, proud of all the weird places she’s managed to fuck. Further, having lived within the facility for a few years now, she has a lot of gossip about the various brothels and gloryholes on offer, giving you her own rather graphic reviews of their services. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, you [[return to chatting with Jasmine|Fur Life Spend Time With Jasmine]].

Seeing an opening in the conversation, you take the opportunity to ask Jasmine about the mysterious treatment you received upon arriving at the facility. "So, have you ever heard about something called ‘The Treatment’ that they give to the trainee programme members, Jas?", you casually inquire, watching her reaction to see whether she’s comfortable talking about it. Seemingly enthusiastic to share some gossip with you, with a bright smile she answers in a bubbly tone, "Like, you mean that mod they give you all when you arrive? If you tell me more about it then I bet I can totally help out with explaining it better". Not seeing any reason not to, you respond to her, "That makes sense. There’s not too much to say, but I can tell you what happened to me", explaining your entire experience with it from when you arrived to the peppy fox-girl who listens in enthralled silence. Finally having finished your side of the story, the intrigued mod-store owner begins to explain, "Like, that all makes sense. I’ve heard stuff about it, but it’s mostly rumours. This whole ‘The Treatment’ thing is pretty hush-hush, but if you’re in the know you still hear things about it. Not super sure how much of this is true, still, I’ll tell you what I know". "So, to start, people say it has some normal stuff you might expect, especially for something you give to people who are effectively slaves. Simple stuff like making you highly resilient to illness, improving your general health, and a tracker so that your future owner can find you if you run off. Then there’s, like, the things that are kind of crazy. One thing I’ve heard is that they slow down your aging rate somehow, so you’ll live a really long-time, which is super neat. Another thing is that they can manipulate your body, paralysing you, making you move without you wanting to, even things like orgasming on command, all that is super not cool. There are even some rumours that it’s all nanobot-based, which isn’t too crazy, like, to be honest". "Nanobots?", you ask in confusion, wondering what exactly she means and why she doesn’t think it’s too out of the question. Giving you a knowing smirk, the orange and white fox-girl elaborates, "Yeah, like, tiny robots. There has long been rumours, and a few not-so-much rumours, about the use of nanobots in modifications. Like, the nanobots are implanted into the recipient, and then they do whatever they’re programmed to do. Some are super effective trackers so you can’t easily remove them, those are totally obvious, but you also get the rarer ones where the bots repair or alter the body. Like, the theory is that once the nanobots are in you as long as they’re smart enough they can be programmed to make the transformation happen by building the new parts. But, you know, they still need the additional matter available to do so, you can’t just create that from nothing. If it’s true, then if you put nanobots you could transform them however you wanted whenever you wanted, kind of freaky right? But, also kind of super cool if it’s true?". The fox-girl continues to talk about rumours she’s heard about the mysterious modification you were given, commenting on things it could potentially include. Her opinion seems to strongly be that you received a selection of basic health and monitoring modifications, with the potential for some aspects that are far more advanced, possibly also containing a long-living collection of nanobots. Interestingly, she points out that even the most basic modifications she’s mentioned would cost a fortune to put into someone, let alone all the trainee programme members passing through the facility. Seeing no more conversation to be had on this topic, you [[return to chatting with Jasmine|Fur Life Spend Time With Jasmine]].

<<cumInNPCVagina 11>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<orgasm>>Wondering if she’d be up for some casual sex, you ask Felicity nonchalantly, "Hey. So, I was wondering if maybe you had some free time to play a little? I thought we could fuck, or something like that if you wanted", your tone flirty and light as you put the offer on the table. Grinning lustfully back at you, the naked fox-girl responds, "That’s a totally straightforward way to put it. But, like, yeah, I’m always down to fuck, let me just close up shop … not that it wouldn’t be hot having someone walk in on us smashing", Jasmine leaning over for a brief but passionate make-out session before getting up, her bushy fox tail swaying about sexily as she prances over to the door to lock it and turn the ‘open’ sign around. Heading together through into the back area of the store with her, you see that it’s just as nicely furnished as the front room, comfortable and stylish at the same time, yet keeping the same general design. The stand-out features though, are without a doubt the hefty traditional light wooden desk where Jasmine probably manages everything, another sizable leather seating area, a fully-stocked drinks cabinet, and an absolutely massive TV screen complete with a karaoke machine. Overall, you get the impression that her room is kind of her home away from home, somewhere she can unwind and hang out with friends whenever she wants to. You also notice another door, likely leading to the storeroom for all the mods if you had to guess. "So, like, do you want to rail me on the couch, or do you want to bend me over my desk? How about desk, like, that sounds super hot to me!", the horny furry giggles, Strutting over the desk with a seductive sashay, her pronounced public lips slick with desire. Sweeping off a some papers and random stationary from the top of it, she slowly and purposely begins to bend over it, her fluffy fox tail gently wafting the scent of her lust in your direction. Her breasts rubbing against the firm surface before her, she calls over to you playfully, "Like, what do you think of the desk now? Fucking a manager over her desk just feel peak naughty, not going to lie. So, you ready to stuff me good and full cutie?". Not wanting to delay on taking up her offer, especially with how aroused you suddenly realise you are too, you swiftly approach her, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear as you go<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentClothing as you go<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>getting yourself out of your $currentUnderwear as you go<<else>>already nude and ready<</if>>. Putting your hands on her hot thighs and giving them an investigative stroke, watching her dewy petals part, you respond eagerly, "Almost. I think I’ll let the sight of you like this soak in for a moment first", your hands roaming over her furry ass and tail as you do. <<if !$penis>>Though, before you get too much further you take a moment to grab your $currentStrapOnDildo filled strap-on and buckle it up first. <</if>> Hearing her giggle, especially as you stroke her tail, you quietly begin taking your <<if $penis>>rock hard <<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>solid dildo<</if>> and lining it up with her needy pussy. Without giving her any further warning, you clasp your hands onto her ample rear and drive yourself into her absolutely sodden hole to the hilt, her feminine juices allowing you to slide in with ease. As Jasmine grunts expressively, a shiver of pleasure visibly running up her spine, she moans happily, "Yes, yes, yes! Like, fuck …". Getting a better grip of her, you begin pulling your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>strap-on<</if>> out of her, waiting until your almost completely out of the already cock-drunk fox-girl before pushing back into her. As you start to fuck her your actions are slow and deliberate, the soft, "THUD, THUD, THUD!", of your thrusts filling your ears as they mix with your partners load groans, moans, and jubilant squealing. Pounding her with your forceful thrusts, your glad that the desk keeps her in place, the unusual location of your sex is not only useful but also deliciously naughty. Jasmine meanwhile luxuriates in the experience, making not even the slightest effort to be quiet. She does, however, begin rocking back against you, meeting your thrusts in a way that only heightens the pleasure you’re both feeling. Perhaps more interestingly, her sexy fox tail wags about merrily before you, giving your chest an almost tickle-like feeling as it brushes against it. Increasing your pace as you get ever closer to cumming, you decide to see just how worked up you can get the already over-stimulated girl. Grinning to yourself, as you keep on hand on her ass for control, you slip your other hand beneath her to cup her crotch, giving you even better leverage. Giggling at your new choice, her reaction quickly turns to a passionate squeal as you begin to rhythmically rub her, the slightest touch of her sensitive clit being all that was needed to trigger a massive climax for her. Jasmine shaking about within your grasp, her cries of passion loud and expressive as she shudders in delight against you, her cunt swiftly tightens and milks you wildly. It feels amazing, the sudden burst of sensation catching you by surprise, pushing you towards your own orgasm as you can’t help but groan noisily. Your <<if $penis>>dick<<else>>strap-on<</if>> being passionately massaged by the walls of her feminine passageway, your <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>collected fem-cum<</if>> sprays into her wanton cunt as you finally cum, both of your orgasms prolonged by each other’s embrace. Collapsing on top of her, you hear your softly-furred partner below you comment, "Like, fuck that was totally great …", too worn out to say anything else. Rolling off of her to slump atop the desk beside her, you both take a moment to recuperate you make some small talk, having a joke about how good the sex you just had together was. Jasmine in particular laughs about how she needed a good fuck break as she was getting pretty worked up. Still you can’t stay like that forever, especially given that your resting on a hard wooden desk, so before long you both get up and get ready, Jasmine giving a quick yet hot surprise French kiss before you both [[leave back to the front of the store|Fur Life Spend Time With Jasmine]].

<<cumInNPCVagina 10>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>><<orgasm>>Wondering if she’d be up for some missionary style sex, you casually yet flirtyly ask your roommate, "So … I was thinking. Maybe we could have sex together … if you wanted to I mean? Like missionary style?", trying not to annoy her with your suggestion. However, folding her arms, Alice grumpily pouts, "Maybe … but if you want to fuck a sexy girl like me then you’ve got to say some nice things to her first. Also, what we do should be totally up to me too", her cheeks puffing out as she sulks at you. Sighing to yourself, knowing that things were unlikely to be so easy with the demanding AI, you instead say in an apologetic tone, "Sorry Alice, you’re right. Would my beautiful, intelligent, and powerful roommate like to have sex with me? And yes, you can decide on what we would do if you’d prefer to", watching as she smiles smugly at your response. Preening about, soaking in her minor victory, the pink-haired robot grins, "Hmmm … well … I suppose …", she croons off, deliberately stretching out her answer to try and make you squirm, "Okay, sex is just the best-est thing ever, so I agree. But, same rules apply like sharing a bunk-bed, I get top position because I called it first". Not wanting to point out that you called being on top first as you know it’s not worth the headache, you nod, the energetic AI jumping at you in such a way that she wraps her arms around your neck and legs around you chest. Sticking her warm wet tongue into your mouth in an expressly passionate manner, you support her cute rear with your own hands as you make your way over to your facility provided <<if $bedType == 0>>pink four-poster bed<<else>>blue four-poster bed<</if>>, figuring it to be the best spot in your space for sex. Hopping down from your embrace now she doesn’t have to walk over to it, leaving you breathless from the extended make-out, Alice smirks as she pushes you back onto the bed with a remarkably strong one handed shove. She doesn’t leave you long to think though, grinning at you, "<<if $currentClothing != "Naked" || $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Get yourself naked and ready for me<<else>>Get yourself ready for me<</if>> like a good slave-slut. <<if $submission <= -25>>You might be all dommy for now, but you’re still on the trainee programme. So, until you get a backbone show everyone that matters that you’re a meant to be a <<if $pronoun == 1>>Mistress<<elseif $pronoun == 2>>Master<<elseif $pronoun == 3>>Dominant<<elseif $femininity >= 0>>Mistress<<else>>Master<</if>>, or useful some other way, you need to learn how to be an eager slave-toy for me. I won’t be too mean to my best-buddy roomie though, because I feel like we’re basically destined to end up being some naughty combo together eventually<<else>>You’re pretty subby already, so getting bossed around by me probably comes natural to a dirty slave-toy like you. I won’t be too mean to my best-buddy roomie though, because I feel like we’re basically destined to be naughty slave-sluts together eventually<</if>>", <<if !$alicePregnantKnown && $time != 7 && $aliceAppearance == 0>>her hand sneaking down into her panties as she taunts you<<else>>her hand moving down to her wet pussy as she taunts you<</if>>. Scrambling to get ready, <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>you get yourself out of your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear throwing them out of the way<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>you get yourself out of your $currentClothing throwing it out of the way<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>you get yourself out of your $currentUnderwear throwing them out of the way<<else>>and already nude<</if>>, you run your fingers over your <<if $penis>>cock to make it harden<<else>>cunt to get fully wet and needy<</if>>. Smiling back at her as you watch her playing with herself too, you tell Alice, "I’m still the one letting you stay with me, don’t think you’re too in charge", noticing a look of determination spark in her pink eyes. <<if !$penis>>Of course, to finish you preparation you also grab your $currentStrapOnDildo filled strap-on, rapidly slotting it in and buckling it up. <</if>> Really starting to put on a show for you, obviously trying to one-up you she sticks out her chest and begins to jiggle her perky breasts in your direction. That’s not all though, as you continue to stare at her sexy display, she flexibly dances about as she shows off her ass and pussy to you, giggling, "Sounds like you’re being a big grump with your sexy BFF. Probably because your slutty fleshy slave-parts are all aching from under-use. Don’t worry, I’m totally here to help with that", her flirty taunt punctuated by her <<if $alicePregnantKnown>>flaunting her large pregnancy breasts and stomach in your direction<<elseif $time == 7 || $aliceAppearance == 1>>spreading her delicately pink pussy lips lewdly in your direction<<else>>stripping out of her outfit lewdly and performatively, leaving her completely nude<</if>>. Practically leaping onto the bed, the force of the remarkably nimble robotic woman landing on you sends you onto your back. Of course, this seems to be exactly what she wanted if her smirk is anything to go by, her thighs straddling you as she kneels above you looking down. Seemingly counting another victory for herself, you watch on as she reaches down for your <<if $penis>>rock hard <<checkPenis>> cock<<else>>solid strap-on dildo<</if>>, skilfully manoeuvring it into her wet synthetic cunt. Riding you hard from the get-go, Alice bounces up and down atop of you, her tight yet pliable pussy massaging your <<if $penis>>shaft<<else>>dildo’s shaft<</if>> instinctively as she does. It’s rough, but it feels amazing, your hands relocating to her rear, partially to keep her stable, but also partially because you don’t want her to have all the fun. Alice, meanwhile, bucks above you as if she was in the saddle on a horse, her thighs keeping her firmly planted against your hips whilst she bobs gleefully about in giggling bliss. Getting a great view of her shaking breasts heaving up and down with her movements, her expression mostly one of self-indulgent ecstasy, though sometimes shifting to a smugger one when she looks down at you, her cow-girl fucking of you continues. Her box feels heavenly, and her inhuman stamina amazing, even if you get the impression that she’s way more focused on her own pleasure, especially when she begins to cup her own breasts and tweak her own nipples. Lewdly moaning, "Use my slutty cock hole you dirty tramp-ish slut-slave!", her eyes blaze with lust, and her tongue lolls out giving her an unhinged look to her as she slams you with her cunt even more rapidly than before. Frantically screwing like rabbits, it really doesn’t take long before the pink-haired AI begins to orgasm, but that doesn’t slow her even slightly as she giggles and squeals with joy. By the time you’re finally about to peak you’ve counted her having climaxed four times in total, her efforts continuing as wildly as ever. As she expressively orgasms one last time, her vice-like fuck-slot finally stimulating you enough to hit your own orgasm, you grunt loudly as you unleash a torrent of <<if $penis>>cum<<else>>collected fem-cum<</if>> deep into her, your robotic companion continuing to ride things out until the last moments of all-consuming pleasure wracking through your body eventually dissipate. Exhausted, you stay lying down where you are, letting your combined juices flow down your thighs and crotch onto the top of your duvet. However, being a robot Alice isn’t effected by tiredness at all, instead pulling herself off of you with a wet, "SQUELCH!", giggling next to you as she leans over and lightly pokes various parts of your body, watching as you flinch reflexively each time. Eventually deciding to snuggle up against you, her interest in prodding you quickly waning, she rests her head on your chest. Surprisingly tenderly given how she’s acted up until now, she remains relatively quiet for the most part, quietly commenting, "I liked that, that’s why you’re my favourite. Well … maybe you’re my second favourite if we’re including the big boss <<if $sexualPreference == 1>>lady<<else>>man<</if>>, but you’re still in the top five for sure". Laying like that, you rest up from your activities. However, you know that you can’t wait around all day. Slowly getting yourself and Alice back up, she gives a unexpectedly tender kiss on the lips. Getting back to your feet, and helping her back up to, you [[enter back into casual conversation with her|Room Alice Main]].

Speedily making your way through the facility as you follow your robotic guide, you find yourself taken up to the Medical Hub. Ultimately your journey ending as you pass through a double door emblazoned with a logo that states the location as, "Family Affair – Family Planning Clinic", the logo itself comprised of colourful geometric shapes that resemble a couple holding hands. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FamilyAffair.png]]</div> Glancing around you see clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration. Most notably, you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room with Alice laid atop of it, her legs currently raised and held apart by stirrups. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/AlicePregnantLarge.png]]</div> Her long pink pigtails hanging down either side of the chair’s headrest, and her pretty pink eyes glancing around boredly, Alice looks as lovely as always. With perfectly sculpted almost anime-esque feminine features, her breasts are still larger than they used to be as a result of her pregnancy. She’s currently still not wearing any clothing at all, leaving her splayed pussy on fully display to you. Realizing you’ve arrived, Alice glares at you, "Hey … you. Being pregnant was kind of fun and sexy, but now I’m about to have to do the icky boring part I’m grumpy with you again", her pouty expression and childish grudge about all this surprisingly cute. Approaching her, you hold her hand comfortingly, "Hey Alice. Are you okay? If there’s anything you need I can go get it. Otherwise I’m here to help with whatever I can to make this the easiest and most comfortable for you", wanting to do your best to be there for her during this potentially scary experience. Turning her nose up at you still, but seemingly flitting back to a less cranky tone, she sighs, "Gah … puff, puff … it’s no fun being mean to you about this if you’re just going to be all sweet and smiley in response. I could ask for you to get me something tasty, or to fuck me, but I totally know that’s not going to happen either. Instead I’m just bored, which also isn’t fair. At least you’re stuck here bored with me", Alice obviously reassured by your presence, even if she doesn’t want to admit it. It’s at this point, coming through a wooden side door, you see a 5 ft 4 beautiful brunette woman enter, her hair loosely straight and flowing over her shoulder. With piercing blue eyes, sumptuous lips, and sizable D-Cup breasts, her most notable trait is still probably her extremely obviously pregnant belly the pushes out before her. Wearing an off the shoulder breezy white maternity dress with sweeping sleeves, if you had to describe her it’d be difficult not to use the term ‘angelic’. <<if $metMonica>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Monica, the pregnant pregnancy specialist.<</if>> <<if $metMonica>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully approaches you, Monica greets you, "Hello again $firstName and Alice. As you already know, I’m Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be Alice’s midwife today. It’s a pleasure to see you both again. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<<else>><<set $metMonica = true>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully walks over to you, the massively pregnant woman greeting you, "Hello $firstName and Alice. My name is Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be Alice’s midwife today. It’s a pleasure to meet you $firstName, and to meet you again Alice. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<</if>> Giving her a friendly nod, you respond, "Hello. I … um … is there anything I can do to help her?", deferring to her expertise on the matter. Alice meanwhile grumbles, "Hey doc. Thank you, I suppose, for seeing me. Can you get this over with now?". Patting her reassuringly on the shoulder, the pregnant doctor explains, "You’re welcome. There’s nothing either of you need to do, but while we wait I’ll just go over a couple of quick details so you’re completely in the know about everything that’s about to happen". Shouting, "TRAINEE … $firstName .. HAS BEEN DELIVERED", the short robot shifts everyone’s focus back to it, before immediately departing at break-neck speeds without another word. Waiting patiently at Alice’s much less patient side, Monica enlightens you, "We here at Family Affair offer a range of services, including; fertility and virility treatments, prenatal training, pregnancy examinations, fertility and virility related biological modifications, various forms of contraception, and surrogate services for those interested in having children. It’s a bit of an eclectic selection to be sure, however, it’s our intention to cover any reproductive system related matter our clients might have. We also have an arrangement with the facility to handle any on-site birthing’s that occur". "Once you give birth, then we’ll let you have some time with your child, or children as the case may be, and the opportunity to name them. After that they’ll be sent over to the facility nursery as part of standard procedure. The next part might be slightly awkward, however, as $firstName is a trainee programme member it’s left to them whether they wish to retain custody of your children, or whether you’d instead prefer to put them up for adoption. That is, unless Alice wishes to file for ownership and pay the relevant fees to the facility. Given both of your healthy modified genetics, there is a high demand for adoptive children from wealthy families, and there would be compensated for you in-effect being their surrogate father. Though that’s not a choice you need to make immediately. There is also a small, and capped, daily fee for retaining your children within the nursery, but I don’t think now is really the right time for money talk", the heavily pregnant brunette finishes, glancing at you and turning only briefly to glance over at a computer monitor. "Is that okay?", you ask the Alice, unsure if making such big decisions on what to do with your children is something you should do without consulting her first. However, the pink-haired AI just shrugs, "Sure. As long as it gets me out of this bore-fest quicker, and I don’t have to do anything then go right ahead. I’ve already told you think that I’m not into the whole dumb-dumb stink-machine owning thing, but if you want to do that then knock yourself out. You made it, it’s your decision", easing your concern at least a little. Smiling warmly, Monica continues, "Excellent, you’re doing wonderfully still. Seeing as we still have a couple of minutes, it feels like a good time to go through the last stages of the process too. From your medical records there should be an almost instantaneous recovery time, so no damage to the vagina, and no stretch marks to deal with. In fact, everything is so well engineered with our modifications that the umbilical cord will even self-detach", her conversation only briefly interrupted as she glances over at a computer monitor. Getting a good look at her reassuring smile as she begins repositioning herself between Alice’s splayed legs, you get the impression that she suspects [[the birthing to be immenent|Alice Impregnation Birthing First Child]].

Speedily making your way through the facility as you follow your robotic guide, you find yourself taken up to the Medical Hub. Ultimately your journey ending as you pass through a double door emblazoned with a logo that states the location as, "Family Affair – Family Planning Clinic", the logo itself comprised of colourful geometric shapes that resemble a couple holding hands. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/FamilyAffair.png]]</div> Glancing around you see clean white and blue walled office with a white tile floor, colourful posters containing pregnancy facts framed and mounted as decoration. Most notably, you see is a sizable muted blue dentist’s style chair placed in the center of the room with Jasmine laid atop of it, her legs currently raised and held apart by stirrups. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/JasminePregnantLarge.png]]</div> Her blonde hair lying against the chair’s headrest, and her lively green eyes glancing around surveying the room, Alice looks as lovely as always. Covered in her immaculate orange and white fur, with her cute matching fox tail and ears, her breasts are still larger than they used to be as a result of her pregnancy. She’s currently still not wearing any clothing at all, leaving her splayed pussy on fully display to you. Realizing you’ve arrived, Jasmine waves at you, "Hey $firstName. Thanks for coming and hanging out while I do … this. I totally know I shouldn’t be scared, and that it’s a basic medical procedure, but it’s still kind of creepy in its own way", her slightly nervous expression making her look rather cute. Approaching her, you hold her hand comfortingly, "Hey Jasmine. Are you okay? If there’s anything you need I can go get it. Otherwise I’m here to help with whatever I can to make this the easiest and most comfortable for you", wanting to do your best to be there for her. Winking at your flirtyly, she whispers, "Like, I think that’s what got me into this situation in the first place. Not that I wouldn’t be super up for another tumble, especially if the doc needed to leave for five mins, but I’m good. Thanks for offering though", Jasmine obviously reassured by your presence, and wanting to equally reassure you in turn by breaking the tension with her flirty joke. It’s at this point, coming through a wooden side door, you see a 5 ft 4 beautiful brunette woman enter, her hair loosely straight and flowing over her shoulder. With piercing blue eyes, sumptuous lips, and sizable D-Cup breasts, her most notable trait is still probably her extremely obviously pregnant belly the pushes out before her. Wearing an off the shoulder breezy white maternity dress with sweeping sleeves, if you had to describe her it’d be difficult not to use the term ‘angelic’. <<if $metMonica>>Having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Monica, the pregnant pregnancy specialist.<</if>> <<if $metMonica>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully approaches you, Monica greets you, "Hello again $firstName and Jasmine. As you already know, I’m Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be Jasmine’s midwife today. It’s a pleasure to see you both again. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<<else>><<set $metMonica = true>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/MonicaLarge.png]]</div>Shining a warm smile at you as she slowly yet gracefully walks over to you, the massively pregnant woman greeting you, "Hello $firstName and Jasmine. My name is Monica, I’m a pregnancy specialist here at Family Affair, and I’ll be Jasmine’s midwife today. It’s a pleasure to meet you $firstName, and to meet you again Jasmine. If there are any questions you have then please let me know", her voice soft and comforting.<</if>> Giving her a friendly nod, you respond, "Hello. I … um … is there anything I can do to help her?", deferring to her expertise on the matter. Jasmine meanwhile smiles, "Hey doc. Thank you for seeing me. Like, anything I need to do?". Patting her reassuringly on the shoulder, the pregnant doctor explains, "You’re welcome. There’s nothing either of you need to do, but while we wait I’ll just go over a couple of quick details so you’re completely in the know about everything that’s about to happen". Shouting, "TRAINEE … $firstName .. HAS BEEN DELIVERED", the short robot shifts everyone’s focus back to it, before immediately departing at break-neck speeds without another word. Waiting patiently at Jasmine’s side, Monica enlightens you, "We here at Family Affair offer a range of services, including; fertility and virility treatments, prenatal training, pregnancy examinations, fertility and virility related biological modifications, various forms of contraception, and surrogate services for those interested in having children. It’s a bit of an eclectic selection to be sure, however, it’s our intention to cover any reproductive system related matter our clients might have. We also have an arrangement with the facility to handle any on-site birthing’s that occur". "Once you give birth, then we’ll let you have some time with your child, or children as the case may be, and the opportunity to name them. After that they’ll be sent over to the facility nursery as part of standard procedure. The next part might be slightly awkward, however, as $firstName is a trainee programme member it’s left to them whether they wish to retain custody of your children, or whether you’d instead prefer to put them up for adoption. That is, unless Alice wishes to file for ownership and pay the relevant fees to the facility. Given both of your healthy modified genetics, there is a high demand for adoptive children from wealthy families, and there would be compensated for you in-effect being their surrogate father. Though that’s not a choice you need to make immediately. There is also a small, and capped, daily fee for retaining your children within the nursery, but I don’t think now is really the right time for money talk", the heavily pregnant brunette finishes, glancing at you and turning only briefly to glance over at a computer monitor. "Is that okay?", you ask the Jasmine, unsure if making such big decisions on what to do with your children is right. However, the furry fox-girl just shrugs, "Like, sure. Same as I told you before, I’m not ready to be a mom, but if you want me to basically be your surrogate then that’s totally neat. Don’t expect me to be a big part of this either way, as I’m not looking for that kind of commitment just yet, but maybe I’d be up for that in the future", easing your concern at least a little. Smiling warmly, Monica continues, "Excellent, you’re doing wonderfully still. Seeing as we still have a couple of minutes, it feels like a good time to go through the last stages of the process too. From your medical records there should be an almost instantaneous recovery time, so no damage to the vagina, and no stretch marks to deal with. In fact, everything is so well engineered with our modifications that the umbilical cord will even self-detach", her conversation only briefly interrupted as she glances over at a computer monitor. Getting a good look at her reassuring smile as she begins repositioning herself between Jasmine’s splayed legs, you get the impression that she suspects [[the birthing to be immenent|Jasmine Impregnation Birthing First Child]].

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You, meanwhile, continuing to stay by her side, you hold onto Alice’s hand, reassuring and comforting her as you do. "Everything looks fine, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is fully dilated now, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do Alice, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of the pink haired robot’s vagina. Alice answering with an flirty, "Umm!", her reaction giving you a clear indication that she’s not in any pain even if you get the impression she’s also trying to cover how nervous she is, her brow furrowing slightly. With her moans getting louder, albeit with no signs of discomfort, you wait for your baby to exit her body. Her midwife speaking encouraging words to her, Alice begins pushing with all of her might, trying to get your baby out. From your vantage point you can see her vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of her, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica once again holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to check that everything is okay. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to Alice, congratulating you both, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for Alice and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Looking down at her baby, Alice comments in an uncertain tone, "Guess you’re cooler than expected", cradling <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> awkwardly for a few minutes. Of course, before too long she passes <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> over to you, obviously somewhat uncomfortable with the situation. Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. Other than that you’d say <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is <<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>>completely human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>>possibly part slime, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form gloopy and translucent yet humanoid in nature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>>possibly part tentacle monster, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form mostly humanoid other than a few extra tentacles sprouting out of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> back<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>>possibly part bunny-person, little bunny ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>>possibly part robot, parts of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> skin appearing to be metallic or plastic panels being the only real sign of it<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>>possibly part fox-person, little fox ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below, not to mention the general fox-like fur and other features<</if>>, your child also being <<if $bornChildTemplate.Size == 1>>a little undersized from what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 2>>about normal in size to what you might expect<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 3>>a little bigger in size to what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 4>>about normal in size to what you might expect though chubbier in build than normal<</if>>. Holding your baby in your arms, you know that <<if $bornChildTemplate.Mother <= 5>>you might never know who it’s mother was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 6>>it’s mother was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 7>>it’s mother was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 8>>it’s mother was the energetic blonde Tilly just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 9>>it’s mother was the shy yet sweet Jess just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 10>>it’s mother was the mischievous and powerful pink-haired robotic form of Alice just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 11>>it’s mother was the outgoing ginger and white furry fox-girl Jasmine just from looking into its face<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". You look to Alice in case she has an idea, but she shrugs at you saying, "Again, I’m way happier with this being your thing", leaving it completely in your hands. Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had ever though up any baby names you liked. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth, or conversely contributing to the conception of a child. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable for breeding’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself, or impregnating someone who does in your case, is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from parents like yourselves are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. 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At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Turning your attention to Alice, curious what her opinion on the matter of adopting out your child or keeping it, you ask, "What are your thoughts on this Alice? I know that before you said you didn’t mind, but if you’ve changed your mind then we can figure it out together", also wanting to make sure that she isn’t upset by the whole matter. However, Alice just looks at you with an expression of confusion. "Look, sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he’s<<else>>she’s<</if>> cooler than I expected, but … bleh, this is totally way too much pressure. I’m not going to get mad at you either way, just don’t expect a lot from me if you decide to keep <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>", she mumbles, making it clear that she doesn’t particularly know what she wants. Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from contributing to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> being born. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation. However, you don’t get the impression that Alice would be upset with you if you put the child up for adoption.<<if $childrenFathered >= 3 && !$studTrait>><<set $studTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to impregnate others, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<<elseif $childrenFathered >= 10 && !$breedingStallionTrait>><<set $breedingStallionTrait = true>>It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become better equipped to impregnate others, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation>>[[Keep the child|Alice Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation [$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true;]] [[Give away the child|Alice Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false;]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Alice Impregnation Birthing End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true;]] [[Give away the child|Alice Impregnation Birthing End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false;]]<</if>>

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"Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you an infectiously joyful smile in return. "That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Alice on the other hand looks at you with a confused yet flattered expression, commenting, "Well <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is nicer than I would have guessed, so if you want to keep a mini me around as well as the full-size me, then who am I to complain. Just don’t think I’m going to help out in any way, your decision, your job", her smug grin giving you the impression that she’s happier with this outcome than she expected she’d be.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Alice on the other hand doesn’t look too bothered, shrugging, "<<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>He<<else>>She<</if>> seems nicer than I would have guessed, but I’m still not sure how entertaining it would be long term. Still, It is kind of neat to think there’s a little me roaming around out there …", her tone making it clear that she’s not upset, but also more confused about the situation than she expected to be.<</if>> "Looks like we have some great news. Alice has another bun in the oven ready to come out. Just give me a second and we’ll have it out before you know it", Monica cheerily continues, once again returning to her position between Alice’s splayed legs. Twiddling her thumbs restlessly, Alice takes in a deep breath as Monica’s fingers once again gently press against her labia, the doctor meticulously examining her. You, meanwhile, continuing to stay by her side, you hold onto Alice’s hand, reassuring and comforting her as you do. "Everything looks fine again, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is fully dilated now, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do Alice, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of the pink haired robot’s vagina. Alice answering with an flirty, "Umm!", her reaction giving you a clear indication that she’s not in any pain even if you get the impression she’s also trying to cover how nervous she is, her brow furrowing slightly. With her moans getting louder, albeit with no signs of discomfort, you wait for your baby to exit her body. Her midwife speaking encouraging words to her, Alice begins pushing with all of her might, trying to get your baby out. From your vantage point you can see her vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of her, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica once again holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to check that everything is okay. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to Alice, congratulating you both, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for Alice and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Looking down at her baby, Alice comments again in an uncertain tone, "Guess you’re cooler than expected too", cradling <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> awkwardly for a few minutes. Of course, before too long she passes <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> over to you, obviously somewhat uncomfortable with the situation. Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. Other than that you’d say <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is <<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>>completely human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>>possibly part slime, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form gloopy and translucent yet humanoid in nature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>>possibly part tentacle monster, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> form mostly humanoid other than a few extra tentacles sprouting out of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> back<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>>possibly part bunny-person, little bunny ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>>possibly part robot, parts of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> skin appearing to be metallic or plastic panels being the only real sign of it<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>>possibly part fox-person, little fox ears topping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head and a matching tail down below, not to mention the general fox-like fur and other features<</if>>, your child also being <<if $bornChildTemplate.Size == 1>>a little undersized from what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 2>>about normal in size to what you might expect<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 3>>a little bigger in size to what you might expect yet still healthy<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Size == 4>>about normal in size to what you might expect though chubbier in build than normal<</if>>. Holding your baby in your arms, you know that <<if $bornChildTemplate.Mother <= 5>>you might never know who it’s mother was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 6>>it’s mother was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 7>>it’s mother was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 8>>it’s mother was the energetic blonde Tilly just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 9>>it’s mother was the shy yet sweet Jess just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 10>>it’s mother was the mischievous and powerful pink-haired robotic form of Alice just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 11>>it’s mother was the outgoing ginger and white furry fox-girl Jasmine just from looking into its face<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". You look to Alice in case she has an idea, but she shrugs at you saying, "Again, I’m way happier with this being your thing", leaving it completely in your hands. Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had ever though up any baby names you liked. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth, or conversely contributing to the conception of a child. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable for breeding’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself, or impregnating someone who does in your case, is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from parents like yourselves are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. The standard payment to those in your position who put their child up for adoption would be for a <<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>fox furry<</if>> child from a <<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>>prestigious father<<else>>non-prestigious father, no offense<</if>>, about _childAdoptValue G.G.P. At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Turning your attention to Alice, curious what her opinion on the matter of adopting out your child or keeping it, you ask, "What are your thoughts on this Alice? I know that before you said you didn’t mind, but if you’ve changed your mind then we can figure it out together", also wanting to make sure that she isn’t upset by the whole matter. However, Alice just looks at you with an expression of confusion. "Look, again, sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he’s<<else>>she’s<</if>> cooler than I expected, but … bleh, this is totally way too much pressure. I’m not going to get mad at you either way, just don’t expect a lot from me if you decide to keep <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>", she mumbles, making it clear that she doesn’t particularly know what she wants. Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from contributing to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> being born. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation. However, you don’t get the impression that Alice would be upset with you if you put the child up for adoption.<<if $childrenFathered >= 3 && !$studTrait>><<set $studTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to impregnate others, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<<elseif $childrenFathered >= 10 && !$breedingStallionTrait>><<set $breedingStallionTrait = true>>It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become better equipped to impregnate others, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation>>[[Keep the child|Alice Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation [$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true;]] [[Give away the child|Alice Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false;]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Alice Impregnation Birthing End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true;]] [[Give away the child|Alice Impregnation Birthing End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false;]]<</if>>

<<if $holderBool>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to keep <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you an infectiously joyful smile in return. "That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Alice on the other hand looks at you with a confused yet flattered expression, commenting, "We <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> is nicer than I would have guessed, so if you want to keep a mini me around as well as the full-size me, then who am I to complain. Just don’t think I’m going to help out in any way, your decision, your job", her smug grin giving you the impression that she’s happier with this outcome than she expected she’d be.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Alice on the other hand doesn’t look too bothered, shrugging, "<<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>He<<else>>She<</if>> seems nicer than I would have guessed, but I’m still not sure how entertaining it would be long term. Still, It is kind of neat to think there’s a little me roaming around out there …", her tone making it clear that she’s not upset, but also more confused about the situation than she expected to be.<</if>> Walking back over to you so she’s standing beside you and Alice, Monica cheerily continues, "That seems to be everything. We now just need to go over our records one last time. That will give Alice ample time to rest back up and recover", the graceful brunette beginning her search for something, soon finding a portable tablet computer to bring over to you. Answering a short, "Okay", you await what comes next. It’s at this point that Monica proffers the tablet she was searching for over to you, the previously mentioned record in full focus on the screen. <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><table class="singleTable"> <th>Impregnation Report</th> <<for _i = $childrenAll - $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation; _i < $childrenAll; _i++>><tr><td>$completeChildrenList[_i].Name Child Number: $completeChildrenList[_i].Number Father: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 7>>Unknown tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 8>>Agent Davis<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 9>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 10>>Agent Gary<</if>> Mother: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 7>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 8>>Tilly<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 9>>Jess<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 10>>Alice<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 11>>Jasmine<</if>> Species: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>>Human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>>Part-slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>>Part-tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>>Part-bunny-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>>Partly-cybernetic-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>>Fox-furry<</if>> Gender: $completeChildrenList[_i].Gender Build: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 1>>Slightly undersized<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 2>>Average<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 3>>Above average size<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 4>>Chubby<</if>> Hair: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Hair>>Short $completeChildrenList[_i].HairColour<<else>>Bald<</if>> Skin Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].SkinColour Eye Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].EyeColour Birthing Value: <<capture _childBirthPayout>><<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>><</if>>_childBirthPayout<</capture>> Adoption Value: <<capture _childAdoptValue>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>><</if>>_childAdoptValue<</capture>> Ownership Status: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Kept>>Owned by father<<else>>Sent for Adoption<</if>> </td></tr><</for>> </table> Directing you pleasantly, "We just need your thumb-print signature to confirm all of the included information. If you want to review any of the included records at a later point<<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) >= 1>>, or want to visit your <<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) == 1>>child<<else>>children<</if>>,<</if>> then the facility nursery is where you’ll need to go", you do as she says, pressing your thumb down onto the touch screen. Receiving a hefty green tick appearing on the screen in turn, it seems like whatever you needed to confirm has been thoroughly confirmed. Looking over at her as you pass the tablet back, you ask Monica, "Is there anything else you need me to do?", waiting patiently for a response as she hands it to Alice briefly before putting the device back in a drawer. "No, I think you’re all sorted", Monica responds warmly, gently patting you and Alice both on the shoulder, "There are no charges for my services, or anything like that. Instead, all I can say is that I look forward to seeing you again, but until then I hope you both have a good day". Slowly helping Alice up out of her seat, her belly now having entirely returned to normal without even a hint of stetch marks, she triumphantly comments, "Woot! Yeah! Now I no longer look like I swallowed a beach ball again! That means I can be at least 20% less angry at you. Time to drink heavily and have a ton of sex to celebrate!", the anime-esque android grabbing you affectionately before passionately kissing you. With nothing else to say or do, you say thank you and goodbye to Monica. Taking an extra moment to let Alice gather herself together, you both leave out of her office and through the Family Affair lobby, finding your way back out to the Medical Hub of the facility before saying your goodbyes again. <<set _impregnationQueueDeleteLimit = $currentImpregnation[0].ChildrenInImpregnation>><<for _i = 0; _i < _impregnationQueueDeleteLimit; _i++>><<set $currentImpregnation.deleteAt(0)>><</for>><<set $villinPregnant = false>><<set $villinPregnantKnow = false>><<set $villinPregnancyCountDown = -1>>Thinking over everything that just happened, it’s kind of jarring how quickly it all happened, Alice giving birth in less than half an hour. Still, you can’t help but be thankful that everything went well. <<if $roomWait>><<include [[Room Wait Impregnation Birth End Interrupt]]>><<elseif $time <= 1>><<include [[Wake Up Impregnation Birth End]]>><<else>><<include [[Impregnation Birth End Interrupt]]>><</if>>

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Her midwife speaking encouraging words to her, Jasmine begins pushing with all of her might, trying to get your baby out. From your vantage point you can see her vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of her, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica once again holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to check that everything is okay. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to Jasmine, congratulating you both, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for Jasmine and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". 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To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. 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Holding your baby in your arms, you know that <<if $bornChildTemplate.Mother <= 5>>you might never know who it’s mother was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 6>>it’s mother was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 7>>it’s mother was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 8>>it’s mother was the energetic blonde Tilly just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 9>>it’s mother was the shy yet sweet Jess just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 10>>it’s mother was the mischievous and powerful pink-haired robotic form of Alice just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 11>>it’s mother was the outgoing ginger and white furry fox-girl Jasmine just from looking into its face<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". You look to Jasmine in case she has an idea, but she shrugs at you saying, "I’d feel weird naming a kid that I’m not going to really be the mother of. Feels like something the real parents should do, not the surrogate", leaving it completely in your hands. Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had ever though up any baby names you liked. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth, or conversely contributing to the conception of a child. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable for breeding’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself, or impregnating someone who does in your case, is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from parents like yourselves are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. The standard payment to those in your position who put their child up for adoption would be for a <<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>fox furry<</if>> child from a <<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>>prestigious father<<else>>non-prestigious father, no offense<</if>>, about _childAdoptValue G.G.P. At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Turning your attention to Jasmine, curious what her opinion on the matter of adopting out your child or keeping it, you ask, "What are your thoughts on this Jasmine? I know that before you said you didn’t mind, but if you’ve changed your mind then we can figure it out together", also wanting to make sure that she isn’t upset by the whole matter. However, Jasmine doesn’t appear to be too bothered. "It’s like the same thing I said before. <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>He’s<<else>>She’s<</if>> obviously adorable, but I’m not ready for that kind of commitment. I’m basically just the surrogate, so if you want to keep <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> then that’s just mega amazing, but if not then I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he’ll<<else>>she’ll<</if>> find an awesome home instead", she smiles, making it clear that she’s comfortable with whatever you decide. Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from contributing to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> being born. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation. However, you don’t get the impression that Jasmine would be upset with you if you put the child up for adoption.<<if $childrenFathered >= 3 && !$studTrait>><<set $studTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to impregnate others, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<<elseif $childrenFathered >= 10 && !$breedingStallionTrait>><<set $breedingStallionTrait = true>>It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become better equipped to impregnate others, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future. 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"That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Jasmine on the other hand smiles at you, appearing slightly flattered as she comments, "Congrats on having your new kid, I hope things work out totally awesome for the two of you. <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>He<<else>>She<</if>> looks adorable, so that’s cool too. Just remember that I’m the surrogate and not the mom", the look on her face giving you the impression that she’s happier with this outcome than she expected she’d be.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Jasmine on the other hand looks at you with a reassuring smile, shrugging, "<<if $currentImpregnation[($holderInt - 1)].Gender == "Male">>He<<else>>She<</if>> looks adorable, but sometimes it’s not the right time to settle down. At the end of the day we’re like surrogates, making someone else’s life totally extra special, and I think that’s neat", her tone making it clear that she’s not upset about the situation at all.<</if>> "Looks like we have some great news. Jasmine has another bun in the oven ready to come out. Just give me a second and we’ll have it out before you know it", Monica cheerily continues, once again returning to her position between Jasmine’s splayed legs. Glancing around awkwardly, Jasmine takes in a deep breath as Monica’s fingers once again gently press against her labia, the doctor meticulously examining her. You, meanwhile, continuing to stay by her side, you hold onto Jasmine’s hand, reassuring and comforting her as you do. "Everything looks fine, and you’re still doing great. It appears like your cervix is fully dilated now, and your labor is quickening. You should be giving birth any moment now, possibly less than a minute left to wait. What I’ll need you to do Jasmine, is that the moment you feel the birthing pressure you need to starting pushing it out", the equally pregnant brunette comments soothingly, her hands now positioned within the depths of the furry fox-girl’s vagina. Jasmine answering with a slightly flirty, "Oooh!", her reaction giving you a clear indication that she’s not in any pain even if you get the impression she’s also trying to cover how nervous she is, her brow furrowing slightly. With her moans getting louder, albeit with no signs of discomfort, you wait for your baby to exit her body. Her midwife speaking encouraging words to her, Jasmine begins pushing with all of her might, trying to get your baby out. From your vantage point you can see her vagina stretching to ridiculous proportions to allow passage through it. Meanwhile, Monica has her hands inside of her, waiting for the baby to progress far enough before taking hold of it and easing it out the rest of the way. Then it’s over. Taking a deep breath of air, you look on as Monica once again holds your baby, wrapping it up in a blanket and glancing over it to check that everything is okay. With a big cheerful grin, the brunette medical specialist hands the child over to Jasmine, congratulating you both, "You did such a wonderful job. Everything seems perfectly fine, both for Jasmine and the baby. Congratulations, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>it’s a boy<<else>>it’s a girl<</if>>!". Looking down at her baby, Jasmine again comments in a giggly tone, "Like, <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he’s<<else>>she’s<</if>> totally adorable. Hopefully <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he’ll<<else>>she’ll<</if>> have a super awesome life", cradling <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> happily for a few minutes. Of course, before too long she passes <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> over to you, obviously feeling a little awkward with the situation. Taking hold of your new-born child, you take a closer look at <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, staring into <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> $bornChildTemplate.EyeColour coloured eyes. To start with <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> has $bornChildTemplate.SkinColour coloured skin, the top of <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>his<<else>>her<</if>> head <<if $bornChildTemplate.Hair>>covered in a thin tufts of $bornChildTemplate.HairColour hair<<else>>completely bald<</if>>. 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Holding your baby in your arms, you know that <<if $bornChildTemplate.Mother <= 5>>you might never know who it’s mother was<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 6>>it’s mother was a slime, but are unable to figure out the specific slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 7>>it’s mother was Villin the bunny-girl hermaphrodite just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 8>>it’s mother was the energetic blonde Tilly just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 9>>it’s mother was the shy yet sweet Jess just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 10>>it’s mother was the mischievous and powerful pink-haired robotic form of Alice just from looking into its face<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Mother == 11>>it’s mother was the outgoing ginger and white furry fox-girl Jasmine just from looking into its face<</if>>. Passing your baby back over to Monica so she can put it in a robotic cot which has just arrived, you watch on as it slowly and carefully leaves, the kindly brunette explaining, "We send all of the children off to the facility’s nursery to be taken care of after their birth. It’s standard practice, and they’re well cared for, with ample opportunity for their parents to visit them. The only exception is for full-time residents and facility staff, though many of them also make use of the nursery. Before that though, we do have the matter of naming your new baby <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>boy<<else>>girl<</if>>. It can be a daunting choice, so we could go with $bornChildTemplate.Name if you can’t think of anything to name <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, or if you have another name you’d prefer I’ll just add that in instead". You look to Jasmine in case she has an idea, but she shrugs at you again saying, "Like I said before, I’d feel weird naming a kid that I’m not going to really be the mother of. Feels like something the real parents should do, not the surrogate", leaving it completely in your hands. Pondering the matter of naming your new child, you think for a second, trying to remember if you had ever though up any baby names you liked. Making your mind up, in the end you tell Monica, "That’s a good point … I was thinking … let’s see …", Monica brining over a touchscreen tablet for you to write down the name on. Child’s Name: <<textbox "$bornChildTemplate.Name" $bornChildTemplate.Name>> The name chosen, the heavily pregnant brunette takes back the tablet, stowing it away back on one of the counters, returning to you straight afterwards she continues with a smile, "Wonderful, I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will love it. Now we sadly have to move on to a slightly tougher subject. There are a few monetary considerations to cover, which I hope won’t spoil your special day. The first of which is that the facility offers a financial incentive for trainees giving birth, or conversely contributing to the conception of a child. As you’ve had a <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>fox furry<</if>> child<<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>>, and due to your background the facility has tagged you as ‘desirable for breeding’<</if>>, you’ll receive _childBirthPayout G.G.P as a gift from the facility<<set $ggp += _childBirthPayout>>. Of course we also need to talk about whether you want to keep the child or put it up for adoption, which itself offers another financial incentive", her expression turning deeply sympathetic as she pats you on the shoulder. "Why would anyone want to pay to adopt my child", you respond, wanting all of the details before making a decision. Nodding in an understanding manner, Monica begins to explain, "These days giving birth yourself, or impregnating someone who does in your case, is going out of fashion, especially when there are extremely healthy people who will go to all the trouble for you. As such, adoptions from parents like yourselves are extremely popular among the rich and powerful. We screen potential parents to ensure they’ll take good care of the children, so understand they’ll live long happy lives if you make the choice to put them up for adoption. The standard payment to those in your position who put their child up for adoption would be for a <<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $bornChildTemplate.Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>>normal human<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part slime<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>part tentacle creature<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>part bunny-person<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>>partly cybernetic<<elseif $bornChildTemplate.Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>>fox furry<</if>> child from a <<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>>prestigious father<<else>>non-prestigious father, no offense<</if>>, about _childAdoptValue G.G.P. At the same time, there is a fee of 50 G.G.P to house your children in the facility’s nursery each day for each baby, with a maximum cap on that fee at 500 G.G.P, so there is a financial component to take into account throughout all of this". Turning your attention to Jasmine, curious what her opinion on the matter of adopting out your child or keeping it, you ask, "What are your thoughts on this Jasmine? I know that before you said you didn’t mind, but if you’ve changed your mind then we can figure it out together", also wanting to make sure that she isn’t upset by the whole matter. However, Jasmine doesn’t appear to be too bothered. "It’s like the same thing I said before. <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>He’s<<else>>She’s<</if>> obviously adorable, but I’m not ready for that kind of commitment. I’m basically just the surrogate, so if you want to keep <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> then that’s just mega amazing, but if not then I’m sure <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>he’ll<<else>>she’ll<</if>> find an awesome home instead", she smiles, making it clear that she’s comfortable with whatever you decide. Thinking about your situation, you wonder whether you should put your new child up for adoption. Doing so would net you _childAdoptValue G.G.P, though you’ve already gained _childBirthPayout G.G.P from contributing to <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> being born. Equally, keeping <<if $bornChildTemplate.Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> would cost you 50 G.G.P more a day, and owning a child in The Repurposing Center is unlikely to be helpful to your situation. However, you don’t get the impression that Jasmine would be upset with you if you put the child up for adoption.<<if $childrenFathered >= 3 && !$studTrait>><<set $studTrait = true>> It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become accustomed to impregnate others, the process likely being even more easy for you in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<<elseif $childrenFathered >= 10 && !$breedingStallionTrait>><<set $breedingStallionTrait = true>>It’s as you’re making up your mind on this matter, that you suddenly feel a new wave of hormones power through you. It’s an odd, yet rather euphoric experience, the new hormones making you feel wonderful. Intuitively, deep down inside of you, you get the feeling that your body has become better equipped to impregnate others, making you capable of doing so with even greater ease in the future. How or why that just happened you do not know, but you get the impression that someone is meddling with you.<</if>> Do you: <<if ($holderInt + 1) < $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation>>[[Keep the child|Jasmine Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation [$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderInt += 1; $holderBool = true;]] [[Give away the child|Jasmine Impregnation Birthing Additional Child][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $holderInt += 1; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false;]]<<else>>[[Keep the child|Jasmine Impregnation Birthing End][$bornChildTemplate.Kept = true; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $ownedChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $childCareUpkeep += 50; if($childCareUpkeep <= 500){$upkeep += 50;}; $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = true; $holderBool = true;]] [[Give away the child|Jasmine Impregnation Birthing End][$childrenAdoptedAway += 1; $bornChildTemplate.Kept = false; $completeChildrenList.push($bornChildTemplate); $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Kept = false; $ggp += _childAdoptValue; $holderBool = false;]]<</if>>

<<if $holderBool>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to keep <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>>, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you an infectiously joyful smile in return. "That’s great to hear, congratulations on your new <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>son<<else>>daughter<</if>>, I’ll get the paperwork drawn up for <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Jasmine on the other hand smiles at you, appearing slightly flattered as she comments, "Congrats on having your new kid, I hope things work out totally awesome for the two of you. <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>He<<else>>She<</if>> looks adorable, so that’s cool too. Just remember that I’m the surrogate and not the mom", the look on her face giving you the impression that she’s happier with this outcome than she expected she’d be.<<else>>Making your mind up, you let Monica know, "I’d like to put <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>him<<else>>her<</if>> up for adoption, if that’s okay", the brunette medical practitioner showing you a sympathetic smile. "That’s completely understandable, rest assured that <<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>he<<else>>she<</if>> will be well taken care of. I’ll have the surrogacy payment transferred to you right away", she responds, heading over towards the counter to input that new data into it before returning to you. Jasmine on the other hand looks at you with a reassuring smile, shrugging, "<<if $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].Gender == "Male">>He<<else>>She<</if>> looks adorable, but sometimes it’s not the right time to settle down. At the end of the day we’re like surrogates, making someone else’s life totally extra special, and I think that’s neat", her tone making it clear that she’s not upset about the situation at all.<</if>> Walking back over to you so she’s standing beside you and Jasmine, Monica cheerily continues, "That seems to be everything. We now just need to go over our records one last time. That will give Alice ample time to rest back up and recover", the graceful brunette beginning her search for something, soon finding a portable tablet computer to bring over to you. Answering a short, "Okay", you await what comes next. It’s at this point that Monica proffers the tablet she was searching for over to you, the previously mentioned record in full focus on the screen. <<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><table class="singleTable"> <th>Impregnation Report</th> <<for _i = $childrenAll - $currentImpregnation[$holderInt].ChildrenInImpregnation; _i < $childrenAll; _i++>><tr><td>$completeChildrenList[_i].Name Child Number: $completeChildrenList[_i].Number Father: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 7>>Unknown tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 8>>Agent Davis<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 9>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Father == 10>>Agent Gary<</if>> Mother: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == -1>>$firstName $secondName<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother <= 5>>Unknown human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 6>>Unknown slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 7>>Villin<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 8>>Tilly<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 9>>Jess<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 10>>Alice<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Mother == 11>>Jasmine<</if>> Species: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>>Human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>>Part-slime<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>>Part-tentacle-creature<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>>Part-bunny-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>>Partly-cybernetic-human<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>>Fox-furry<</if>> Gender: $completeChildrenList[_i].Gender Build: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 1>>Slightly undersized<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 2>>Average<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 3>>Above average size<<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Size == 4>>Chubby<</if>> Hair: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Hair>>Short $completeChildrenList[_i].HairColour<<else>>Bald<</if>> Skin Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].SkinColour Eye Colour: $completeChildrenList[_i].EyeColour Birthing Value: <<capture _childBirthPayout>><<set _childBirthPayout = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childBirthPayout += 500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childBirthPayout += 1000>>>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childBirthPayout += 750>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 2 || $backgroundNumber == 5 || $backgroundNumber == 6 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childBirthPayout += 250>><</if>>_childBirthPayout<</capture>> Adoption Value: <<capture _childAdoptValue>><<set _childAdoptValue = 0>><<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 1>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1000>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 2>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 3>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 4>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 5>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1500>><<elseif $completeChildrenList[_i].Type == 6>><<set _childAdoptValue += 1250>><</if>><<if $backgroundNumber == 1 || $backgroundNumber == 4 || $backgroundNumber == 8>><<set _childAdoptValue += 250>><</if>>_childAdoptValue<</capture>> Ownership Status: <<if $completeChildrenList[_i].Kept>>Owned by father<<else>>Sent for Adoption<</if>> </td></tr><</for>> </table> Directing you pleasantly, "We just need your thumb-print signature to confirm all of the included information. If you want to review any of the included records at a later point<<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) >= 1>>, or want to visit your <<if ($childrenAll - $childrenAdoptedAway) == 1>>child<<else>>children<</if>>,<</if>> then the facility nursery is where you’ll need to go", you do as she says, pressing your thumb down onto the touch screen. Receiving a hefty green tick appearing on the screen in turn, it seems like whatever you needed to confirm has been thoroughly confirmed. Looking over at her as you pass the tablet back, you ask Monica, "Is there anything else you need me to do?", waiting patiently for a response as she hands it to Jasmine briefly before putting the device back in a drawer. "No, I think you’re all sorted", Monica responds warmly, gently patting you and Alice both on the shoulder, "There are no charges for my services, or anything like that. Instead, all I can say is that I look forward to seeing you again, but until then I hope you both have a good day". Slowly helping Jasmine up out of her seat, her belly now having entirely returned to normal without even a hint of stetch marks, she flirtyly comments, "Like, that’s a relief. It wasn’t painful or anything, but yikes if it’s not like going to the dentist’s. Glad you were there, that was super cool of you", the furry fox-girl grabbing you and placing a cheeky kiss on your cheek you. With nothing else to say or do, you say thank you and goodbye to Monica. Taking an extra moment to let Jasmine gather herself together, you both leave out of her office and through the Family Affair lobby, finding your way back out to the Medical Hub of the facility before saying your goodbyes again. <<set _impregnationQueueDeleteLimit = $currentImpregnation[0].ChildrenInImpregnation>><<for _i = 0; _i < _impregnationQueueDeleteLimit; _i++>><<set $currentImpregnation.deleteAt(0)>><</for>><<set $villinPregnant = false>><<set $villinPregnantKnow = false>><<set $villinPregnancyCountDown = -1>>Thinking over everything that just happened, it’s kind of jarring how quickly it all happened, Jasmine giving birth in less than half an hour. Still, you can’t help but be thankful that everything went well. <<if $roomWait>><<include [[Room Wait Impregnation Birth End Interrupt]]>><<elseif $time <= 1>><<include [[Wake Up Impregnation Birth End]]>><<else>><<include [[Impregnation Birth End Interrupt]]>><</if>>

<<if $balls || $internalBalls>>/* cum cap */<<if $internalBalls>><<set $cumCap = 150>><<else>><<set $cumCap = 50>><</if>><<set $cumCap = ($cumCap + (25 * $ballSize)) * ($cumBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($cumBoosterStorage + 1)>>/* cum generation */<<set _randomCumModifier = random(0,5)>><<set _randomCumBonus = random(0,10)>><<if $internalBalls>><<set $cumModifier = 15 + _randomCumModifier>><<else>><<set $cumModifier = 0 + _randomCumModifier>><</if>><<set $cumModifier = ($cumModifier + (5 * $ballSize)) * ($cumBoosterQuantity + 1) * ($cumBoosterStorage + 1)>><<set $cumLevel = $cumLevel + $cumModifier + _randomCumBonus>><<if $cumLevel > $cumCap>><<set $cumLevel = $cumCap>><</if>><</if>>

"I'm interested in looking at the cum modifications brochure again. Would that be okay?", you ask Sydney, wanting to take another look at what they have to offer in terms of their mods stock. "Of course, I’ll get it out for you", the shy brunette responds, quickly retrieving the nicely bound binder filled with modification information out from underneath the counter and placing it in front of you. Waiting for you to start to look inside, Sydney adds, "The modifications that we have for sale are all safe and simple to administer. The only thing we warn against is stacking too many of the same ‘booster’ modification, as there have been proven instances where that has led to severe mutation, and, or, other medical complications". Taking a look through the black leather bound binder proffered to you, you start to leaf through the laminated pages within. Filled from cover to cover with details on every imaginable cum related bio mod, it’s a little overwhelming. Whilst it makes sense that people would be interested in many of them, some are so minor and specific, only slightly altering the taste, visual appearance, or consistency, that you decide to ignore them for now. All the while the quiet shopworker lends you her aid, guiding you towards the modifications she think might be more appealing to you. <hr>Do you purchase: <button title="Click to show/hide cum modifications" type="button" onclick="if(document.getElementById('cum modifications') .style.display=='none') {document.getElementById('cum modifications') .style.display=''}else{document.getElementById('cum modifications') .style.display='none'}">Show/hide cum modifications</button><div id="cum modifications" style="display:none"> <div align="center"><table class="wardrobeTable"><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Cum Speed Booster<<if $cumBoosterSpeed >= 3>> - Max Boosters Used<</if>> This treatment will dramatically increase the rate at which the recipient produces reproductive fluids. It will, however, not help in cum storage, so frequent orgasm is advised for those undertaking this modification. Price: 2500 G.G.P <<if $cumBoosterSpeed >=3>>You’re already at the maximum amount of cum speed boosters your body can handle<<elseif $ggp <2500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Cum Speed Booster|Spunkies Buy Speed Booster][$ggp -= 2500; $cumBoosterSpeed +=1]] <</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/RedSyringe.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Cum Storage Booster<<if $cumBoosterStorage >= 3>> - Max Boosters Used<</if>> This treatment will dramatically increase the recipient’s internal reservoir for storing reproductive fluids, helping compress them within the body. It will, however, not help in creating additional cum. Useful for those who want to express greater amounts of semen in a single climax. Price: 2500 G.G.P <<if $cumBoosterStorage >=3>>You’re already at the maximum amount of cum storage boosters your body can handle<<elseif $ggp <2500>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Cum Storage Booster|Spunkies Buy Storage Booster][$ggp -= 2500; $cumBoosterStorage +=1]] <</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/BlueSyringe.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Cum Quantity Booster<<if $cumBoosterQuantity >= 3>> - Max Boosters Used<</if>> This treatment will both increase the rate at which the recipient produces reproductive fluid, whilst also increasing their internal body reservoir to store it. A slightly less effective modification in comparison to its more focused brethren, the quantity booster is a well-balanced upgrade for all perspective award-winning semen producers. Price: 3000 G.G.P <<if $cumBoosterQuantity >=3>>You’re already at the maximum amount of cum quantity boosters your body can handle<<elseif $ggp <3000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Cum Quantity Booster|Spunkies Buy Quantity Booster][$ggp -= 3000; $cumBoosterQuantity +=1]] <</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/GreenSyringe.png]]</div></td></tr><tr><td class="wardrobeTableFirst">Internal Balls Modification<<if $internalBalls>> - Already Owned<</if>> This treatment will produce a pair of internal hidden testicles within the recipient. These internal balls will be fully capable of producing viable cum, though will still require the user to have either a penis or a properly configured strap-on to properly output that cum. A favourite of hermaphrodites, and those looking to increase their cum production. Can be used in conjunction with existing external testicles for increased effect. Price: 1000 G.G.P <<if $internalBalls>>You’re already received an internal balls modification<<elseif $ggp <1000>>Cannot Afford<<else>>[[Purchase Internal Balls Mod|Spunkies Buy Internal Balls Mod][$ggp -= 1000; $internalBalls = true]] <</if>></td><td class="wardrobeTableSecond"><div align="center" class="smallUnderwearImage">[img[TRCimgs/Shop Items/RedSyringe.png]]</div></td></tr></table></div></div> [[Decide to stop browsing the mod binder for now|Spunkies]]

Moving Towards the extensive dark blue frosted window-front of Spunkies, you see the logo printed on the window within a large white splodge which states it to be, "Spunkies – Premium Man-Milk", a cartoony milk bottle displayed below it. Unable to see through the obscured window, from the way it’s presented it resembles a chain pharmacy, though the stated ‘Premium Man-Milk’ betrays its more unusual purpose. Seeing no other notable features, your eyes glance over the white frosted automatic double door to one side of the store-front, the only entrance to the business. <div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Signs/Spunkies.png]]</div> The automatic doors sliding open as you approach, you enter inside. Cool air rushing to meet you, you see the interior of the store, white tiled floors and walls with blue tiles until half-way up before they change over to white concrete. In terms of furniture the space has a substantial chest-high metal counter stretching across the entire room, glass fronted steel fridges behind it and out of reach, but with a few against the left wall that are still accessible to you. Perhaps shockingly, the fridges seem to be filled with containers of various sizes, from small test tubes to full milk bottles, all containing a thick creamy substance and featuring the stores logo prominently. Behind the counter you see a 5 ft 5 petite brunette … woman? Whilst the person before you has delicate feminine features, matched with chest length silken dark brown hair, and just a pinch of makeup, small hints she may be a fem-boy instead are still visible. From her practically flat chest, to the slightest showing of an Adam’s apple, it’s still hard to tell for sure, nonetheless though, she still has a fragile attractiveness about her regardless. Wearing a short sleeve black ‘Spunkies’ t-shirt that doesn’t fully reach down to her above the knee pleated black skirt, it’s easy to tell she’s works here. <<if visited() > 1>>Of course, having had previous interactions with her, you of course know her to be Sydney.<</if>> <<if visited()<=1>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SydneyFemLarge.png]]</div> Smiling shyly from behind the parting in her soft glossy hair, she greets you, "Hello, and welcome to Spunkies, for all your premium ‘man-milk’ needs. How can I help you today? Currently we’re running a special deal on group milking’s, where we’ll pay each participant a bonus if combined you can produce over a litre of cum. We also offer a wide range of fresh semen for insemination, cullinary, or skin care purposes, all available in both individual or b… ", her obviously rehearsed sales pitch interrupted as she grabs onto the counter, almost doubling over. Whimpering to herself, "Eeeeeek!", an embarrassed pout just about visible despite her face practically being planted on the top of the shiny metal surface before her, you’re sure you hear a bee-like buzzing sound from somewhere. Reflexively moving to try and help her, but unable to both get to her, or figure out what you can even do, you watch on commenting worriedly, "Um … Miss? Are you okay? Should I go contact a doctor?", thankful when she gestures at you by putting her hand up, slowly pushing herself back into a slightly tired stance with a trace of sweat on her forehead. "I’m so sorry about that. I’m not really allowed to talk about what just happened, it’s company policy, and I just got caught by surprise by … um, well, I can’t say. Thank you for being so concerned and trying to help though, I appreciate it. I know that we got interrupted, but my name is Sydney", the poor girl responds quietly, now directly avoiding making eye contact with you as she awkwardly plays with the front lock of her hair. Not wanting to make a big scene about whatever you just witnessed, especially as Sydney doesn’t seem to want to talk about it either, you say back to her, "Hi Sydney, I’m $firstName, it’s nice to meet you". The petite brunette’s gaze moving slightly higher, the hint of a genuine appreciation on her embarrassed face, she stammers, "Th…thank you $firstName … it’s r…really nice to meet you … too". An expression of further humiliation playing within her eyes as she returns to looking back to you properly, Sydney explains, "Company policy is that I’m supposed to say to every customer the company greeting, which means I probably should do that first. So, oh … erm, I think I was up to saying that we sell in bulk packages … so, available in individual or bulk packages. Finally, we’re always on the lookout for new sperm donators, so if you’re in need of some quick cash become part of our ‘donator programme’ today, machine, manual, or home donation are all accepted methods. Have a great Spunkies day!", her tone quiet, yet fortunately loud enough for you to still understand as she finishes the store’s sales pitch. Curious about hearing more on what the store has to offer, you enquire, "So, you buy and sell cum? Is there a big market for that?", noticing more than a few large containers of the substance sitting in the various fridges lining the room. Blushing, and at first only answering you with a stiff yet excessive nod, the store worker answers you, "Well, we also sell cum related biological modifications too, but as they’re usually only of interest to our sperm donators they’re not mentioned in the store’s greeting. I’ve put in a suggestion about that before, but they’ve yet to get back to me on it", adding with an even deeper blush, "But … uh, yeah, we sell and buy cum, acquired from both free people, and from their slaves. In fact, we’re usually running on low supply, so getting in new people to the ‘donator programme’ has long been a priority. There’s even talk about buying and farming slaves for it, but you have to be so careful with diet, exercise and other matters for them that I don’t think it’ll be too successful a side project for the business". "What kinds of mods?", you ask back, wanting to find out more about them. Pulling out a binder from behind the counter and placing it atop of it, Sydney responds slightly more confidently, "All sorts of modifications relating to cum. We have a selection of boosters which increase how much semen the recipient can produce, or how densely it’s stored to allow users to store a larger amount within their body. We also do modifications for taste, appearance, viscosity, almost anything you can think of regarding cum. However, perhaps our most successful modification is the one which gives the recipient a pair of internal testicles. You can read all about the options and their respective costs within this brochure, if you come back later and want to look at it again just ask and I’ll get it out then for you too". Flicking through the rather nicely presented cum modifications menu, you see that she’s not wrong, the sheer amount of options they offer a little overwhelming. Still, you do see some very interesting ones that catch your eye as you make small talk with the friendly if shy Spunkies worker. In fact, it’s during that small talk that you comment offhandedly, "So, is it good job working for Spunkies?", not thinking about the matter too much as you do. However, beginning to explain, "Mostly. They pay well, and it’s interesting, but there are pa…Aaaa!", Sydney once more stops mid-sentence with a groaned cry. Unlike last time though, she recomposes herself much more rapidly this time, sighing, "That’s the part I don’t like too much. Sadly, I still can’t talk about it due to company policy", once more putting a stop to the conversation, the quiet buzzing sound again just about audible to you when it happens. Left with the decision of what to do next, whether you want to ask about milking, modifications, their general stock, or even to try to talk to Sydney more about herself, you think over what to do next. In the meantime, as she puts away the binder, you respond pleasantly, "That’s okay. Thank you for running me through everything. Just give me a moment to process it all and I’ll possibly ask for a bit more information".<<else>><div align="center">[img[TRCimgs/Characters/SydneyFemSmall.png]]</div> Smiling shyly from behind the parting in her soft glossy hair, Sydney greets you, "Hello, and welcome to Spunkies, for all your premium ‘man-milk’ needs. How can I help you today? Currently we’re running a special deal on group milking’s, where we’ll pay each participant a bonus if combined you can produce over a litre of cum. We also offer a wide range of fresh semen for insemination, cullinary, or skin care purposes, all available in both individual or bulk packages. Finally, we’re always on the lookout for new sperm donators, so if you’re in need of some quick cash become part of our ‘donator programme’ today, machine, manual, or home donation are all accepted methods. Have a great Spunkies day!", her tone quiet, yet thankfully loud enough for you to still understand as she finishes the store’s sales pitch. Listening to what she has to say, you smile back, "Hi Sydney. It’s nice to see you again, hopefully business is going well. I’ll just be a moment", trying to make your mind up on what to do next.<</if>> Do you: [[Browse the stores cum modifications stock|Spunkies Shop]]<<if $penis && ($internalBalls || $balls) && ($chastityLevel > 0 || $diaperLocked)>> You cannot currently be milked for cum due to your chastity situation<<elseif $penis && ($internalBalls || $balls) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked && $cumLevel == 0>> You cannot currently be milked for cum as you're all out of cum<<elseif $penis && ($internalBalls || $balls) && $chastityLevel <= 0 && !$diaperLocked>> [[Ask to get machine cum milked|Spunkies Automated Milking]]<</if>> <<if $mobileView>><a data-passage="Medical Hub">Leave building</a><<else>><div align="center"><a data-passage="Medical Hub"><img src="TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg" onmouseover="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitLight.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='TRCimgs/UI/ButtonExitDark.jpg'"/></a></div><</if>>

Your decision made, you ask the Spunkies worker, "Yeah. I’d like to get cum speed booster, if that’s okay?". With a shy smile from behind her long hair, looking down slightly at something out of sight, Sydney replies, "That shouldn’t be a problem at all. The store tablet says that you have the required finances for it, and that you wouldn’t be going over the approved limit of administered cum production speed booster modification, so everything seems to be in order. In a moment you’ll need to go through the door next to the entrance, and head down the corridor to the ‘Modification Treatment Room’, which is the last door on the end of the row. We have to do the injection there, as it’s the required by our insurer, but the whole thing is extremely quick, easy, and safe. So, are you ready to get started?", gesturing towards the door on your side of the counter as she approaches the one on her side. Answering back, "Yes, I’m ready", you pass through the aforementioned door. Next finding yourself in a corridor with about six doors on your left side, the first five of which are marked as ‘Man-Milking’ rooms, whilst the last one that you’re heading for is labelled as the ‘Modification Treatment Room’, you don’t dawdle and head straight through to where you’re meant to be. The treatment room itself is slightly odd to say the least. To start with, a transparent barrier separates the room between your half and the half that Sydney stands in, completely separating the two of you into effectively separate rooms. In the center of the room you see a strange device that has labelled directions for you to insert your arm into, a chair in front of it to give you somewhere to sit whilst it happens. Meanwhile, on the other side you see a glass-fronted fridge completely filled with labelled vials of mysterious colourful liquids. Waving at you awkwardly as she shuffles her feet, the quiet brunette comments in a slightly muffled voice, "Sorry again for the inconvenience. This is all mainly because of the corporate security assessment deciding that our modification serums are too valuable to not keep locked up and separated from customers. Though, there are also some concerns that certain cum-related biological modifications can have messy side effects, not that I suspect that will occur today". "All you need to do is take a seat in the provided chair, and place your arm into the slot in the injector. Unlike a normal needle, or even one of the more modern hand-held injectors, our version ensures a lighter multi-point injection of the modification serum. What this means is that the modification take effect quicker, and theoretically you barely should feel it happening. Whilst it injects the modification serum it won’t allow you to remove your arm, but that should be about thirty seconds, after which there is no required rest period. Hopefully that all makes sense", Sydney finishes, heading over to the cabinet and pulling out a red vial which contains your mod, before feeding it into the injector on her side of the divide. Doing as she directed, you take a set on the hard plastic chair, slowly inserting your into the machine as you say, "Like this?", getting a nod of approval back from Sydney. The first thing you notice is that the section of the opening closest to you has started to inflate in a ring until your arm is snugly held in place, unable to make much movement. That’s just the start though, a second inflating ring concealed within the device closing in around your wrist to truly immobilize you. Now sure that the machine will begin it’s process any minute, you wait for whatever effect it’ll have on you. And you wait … Confused, only about thirty seconds later the bands around your arm loosen, no longer holding you in place. You momentarily wonder if the machine has malfunctioned, but Sydney shyly smiles at you, explaining, "That’s it, all done. I have a feeling that you didn’t even feel it at all, but the modification serum reservoir has been completely used up, so I’m almost certain you’ve received it. The full effects might take an hour or two to be noticeable, however, it’s safe to say you’re now the recipient of a cum production speed booster modification, and should find that you produce semen significantly faster than you previously did. There shouldn’t be any complications, as it’s an extremely well-tested modification, but, if you do notice any problems then please either come back and let us know, or immediately see a doctor. Thank you for your business, and have a great day". Taking in just how simple the whole procedure was, despite the complicated device you had to interact with, you respond, "Thanks Sydney. So, we’re done?", politely being informed that you should both now head back to the main section of the store. The booster administered, you don’t feel any different, but then again it would be hard to immediately notice whether your body was making cum quicker than it did before. Heading back to the front room of Spunkies, with that all done, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of the metal counter and Sydney|Spunkies Shop]].

Your decision made, you ask the Spunkies worker, "Yeah. I’d like to get cum storage booster, if that’s okay?". With a shy smile from behind her long hair, looking down slightly at something out of sight, Sydney replies, "That shouldn’t be a problem at all. The store tablet says that you have the required finances for it, and that you wouldn’t be going over the approved limit of administered cum storage amount booster modification, so everything seems to be in order. In a moment you’ll need to go through the door next to the entrance, and head down the corridor to the ‘Modification Treatment Room’, which is the last door on the end of the row. We have to do the injection there, as it’s the required by our insurer, but the whole thing is extremely quick, easy, and safe. So, are you ready to get started?", gesturing towards the door on your side of the counter as she approaches the one on her side. Answering back, "Yes, I’m ready", you pass through the aforementioned door. Next finding yourself in a corridor with about six doors on your left side, the first five of which are marked as ‘Man-Milking’ rooms, whilst the last one that you’re heading for is labelled as the ‘Modification Treatment Room’, you don’t dawdle and head straight through to where you’re meant to be. The treatment room itself is slightly odd to say the least. To start with, a transparent barrier separates the room between your half and the half that Sydney stands in, completely separating the two of you into effectively separate rooms. In the center of the room you see a strange device that has labelled directions for you to insert your arm into, a chair in front of it to give you somewhere to sit whilst it happens. Meanwhile, on the other side you see a glass-fronted fridge completely filled with labelled vials of mysterious colourful liquids. Waving at you awkwardly as she shuffles her feet, the quiet brunette comments in a slightly muffled voice, "Sorry again for the inconvenience. This is all mainly because of the corporate security assessment deciding that our modification serums are too valuable to not keep locked up and separated from customers. Though, there are also some concerns that certain cum-related biological modifications can have messy side effects, not that I suspect that will occur today". "All you need to do is take a seat in the provided chair, and place your arm into the slot in the injector. Unlike a normal needle, or even one of the more modern hand-held injectors, our version ensures a lighter multi-point injection of the modification serum. What this means is that the modification take effect quicker, and theoretically you barely should feel it happening. Whilst it injects the modification serum it won’t allow you to remove your arm, but that should be about thirty seconds, after which there is no required rest period. Hopefully that all makes sense", Sydney finishes, heading over to the cabinet and pulling out a blue vial which contains your mod, before feeding it into the injector on her side of the divide. Doing as she directed, you take a set on the hard plastic chair, slowly inserting your into the machine as you say, "Like this?", getting a nod of approval back from Sydney. The first thing you notice is that the section of the opening closest to you has started to inflate in a ring until your arm is snugly held in place, unable to make much movement. That’s just the start though, a second inflating ring concealed within the device closing in around your wrist to truly immobilize you. Now sure that the machine will begin it’s process any minute, you wait for whatever effect it’ll have on you. And you wait … Confused, only about thirty seconds later the bands around your arm loosen, no longer holding you in place. You momentarily wonder if the machine has malfunctioned, but Sydney shyly smiles at you, explaining, "That’s it, all done. I have a feeling that you didn’t even feel it at all, but the modification serum reservoir has been completely used up, so I’m almost certain you’ve received it. The full effects might take an hour or two to be noticeable, however, it’s safe to say you’re now the recipient of a cum storage amount booster modification, and should find that you can store up more semen in your body than you previously could. There shouldn’t be any complications, as it’s an extremely well-tested modification, but, if you do notice any problems then please either come back and let us know, or immediately see a doctor. Thank you for your business, and have a great day". Taking in just how simple the whole procedure was, despite the complicated device you had to interact with, you respond, "Thanks Sydney. So, we’re done?", politely being informed that you should both now head back to the main section of the store. The booster administered, you don’t feel any different, but then again it would be hard to immediately notice whether your body was able to store more cum than it did before. Heading back to the front room of Spunkies, with that all done, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of the metal counter and Sydney|Spunkies Shop]].

Your decision made, you ask the Spunkies worker, "Yeah. I’d like to get cum quantity booster, if that’s okay?". With a shy smile from behind her long hair, looking down slightly at something out of sight, Sydney replies, "That shouldn’t be a problem at all. The store tablet says that you have the required finances for it, and that you wouldn’t be going over the approved limit of administered cum quantity booster modifications, so everything seems to be in order. In a moment you’ll need to go through the door next to the entrance, and head down the corridor to the ‘Modification Treatment Room’, which is the last door on the end of the row. We have to do the injection there, as it’s the required by our insurer, but the whole thing is extremely quick, easy, and safe. So, are you ready to get started?", gesturing towards the door on your side of the counter as she approaches the one on her side. Answering back, "Yes, I’m ready", you pass through the aforementioned door. Next finding yourself in a corridor with about six doors on your left side, the first five of which are marked as ‘Man-Milking’ rooms, whilst the last one that you’re heading for is labelled as the ‘Modification Treatment Room’, you don’t dawdle and head straight through to where you’re meant to be. The treatment room itself is slightly odd to say the least. To start with, a transparent barrier separates the room between your half and the half that Sydney stands in, completely separating the two of you into effectively separate rooms. In the center of the room you see a strange device that has labelled directions for you to insert your arm into, a chair in front of it to give you somewhere to sit whilst it happens. Meanwhile, on the other side you see a glass-fronted fridge completely filled with labelled vials of mysterious colourful liquids. Waving at you awkwardly as she shuffles her feet, the quiet brunette comments in a slightly muffled voice, "Sorry again for the inconvenience. This is all mainly because of the corporate security assessment deciding that our modification serums are too valuable to not keep locked up and separated from customers. Though, there are also some concerns that certain cum-related biological modifications can have messy side effects, not that I suspect that will occur today". "All you need to do is take a seat in the provided chair, and place your arm into the slot in the injector. Unlike a normal needle, or even one of the more modern hand-held injectors, our version ensures a lighter multi-point injection of the modification serum. What this means is that the modification take effect quicker, and theoretically you barely should feel it happening. Whilst it injects the modification serum it won’t allow you to remove your arm, but that should be about thirty seconds, after which there is no required rest period. Hopefully that all makes sense", Sydney finishes, heading over to the cabinet and pulling out a green vial which contains your mod, before feeding it into the injector on her side of the divide. Doing as she directed, you take a set on the hard plastic chair, slowly inserting your into the machine as you say, "Like this?", getting a nod of approval back from Sydney. The first thing you notice is that the section of the opening closest to you has started to inflate in a ring until your arm is snugly held in place, unable to make much movement. That’s just the start though, a second inflating ring concealed within the device closing in around your wrist to truly immobilize you. Now sure that the machine will begin it’s process any minute, you wait for whatever effect it’ll have on you. And you wait … Confused, only about thirty seconds later the bands around your arm loosen, no longer holding you in place. You momentarily wonder if the machine has malfunctioned, but Sydney shyly smiles at you, explaining, "That’s it, all done. I have a feeling that you didn’t even feel it at all, but the modification serum reservoir has been completely used up, so I’m almost certain you’ve received it. The full effects might take an hour or two to be noticeable, however, it’s safe to say you’re now the recipient of a cum quantity booster modification, and should find that you can both produce and store more semen within your body than you previously could. There shouldn’t be any complications, as it’s an extremely well-tested modification, but, if you do notice any problems then please either come back and let us know, or immediately see a doctor. Thank you for your business, and have a great day". Taking in just how simple the whole procedure was, despite the complicated device you had to interact with, you respond, "Thanks Sydney. So, we’re done?", politely being informed that you should both now head back to the main section of the store. The booster administered, you don’t feel any different, but then again it would be hard to immediately notice whether your body was able to produce or store more cum than it did before. Heading back to the front room of Spunkies, with that all done, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of the metal counter and Sydney|Spunkies Shop]].

Your decision made, you ask the Spunkies worker, "Yeah. I’d like to get the internal balls mod, if that’s okay?". With a shy smile from behind her long hair, looking down slightly at something out of sight, Sydney replies, "That shouldn’t be a problem at all. The store tablet says that you have the required finances for it, and that you haven’t already received the modification, so everything seems to be in order. In a moment you’ll need to go through the door next to the entrance, and head down the corridor to the ‘Modification Treatment Room’, which is the last door on the end of the row. We have to do the injection there, as it’s the required by our insurer, but the whole thing is extremely quick, easy, and safe. So, are you ready to get started?", gesturing towards the door on your side of the counter as she approaches the one on her side. Answering back, "Yes, I’m ready", you pass through the aforementioned door. Next finding yourself in a corridor with about six doors on your left side, the first five of which are marked as ‘Man-Milking’ rooms, whilst the last one that you’re heading for is labelled as the ‘Modification Treatment Room’, you don’t dawdle and head straight through to where you’re meant to be. The treatment room itself is slightly odd to say the least. To start with, a transparent barrier separates the room between your half and the half that Sydney stands in, completely separating the two of you into effectively separate rooms. In the center of the room you see a strange device that has labelled directions for you to insert your arm into, a chair in front of it to give you somewhere to sit whilst it happens. Meanwhile, on the other side you see a glass-fronted fridge completely filled with labelled vials of mysterious colourful liquids. Waving at you awkwardly as she shuffles her feet, the quiet brunette comments in a slightly muffled voice, "Sorry again for the inconvenience. This is all mainly because of the corporate security assessment deciding that our modification serums are too valuable to not keep locked up and separated from customers. Though, there are also some concerns that certain cum-related biological modifications can have messy side effects, not that I suspect that will occur today". "All you need to do is take a seat in the provided chair, and place your arm into the slot in the injector. Unlike a normal needle, or even one of the more modern hand-held injectors, our version ensures a lighter multi-point injection of the modification serum. What this means is that the modification take effect quicker, and theoretically you barely should feel it happening. Whilst it injects the modification serum it won’t allow you to remove your arm, but that should be about thirty seconds, after which there is no required rest period. Hopefully that all makes sense", Sydney finishes, heading over to the cabinet and pulling out a red vial which contains your mod, before feeding it into the injector on her side of the divide. Doing as she directed, you take a set on the hard plastic chair, slowly inserting your into the machine as you say, "Like this?", getting a nod of approval back from Sydney. The first thing you notice is that the section of the opening closest to you has started to inflate in a ring until your arm is snugly held in place, unable to make much movement. That’s just the start though, a second inflating ring concealed within the device closing in around your wrist to truly immobilize you. Now sure that the machine will begin it’s process any minute, you wait for whatever effect it’ll have on you. And you wait … Confused, only about thirty seconds later the bands around your arm loosen, no longer holding you in place. You momentarily wonder if the machine has malfunctioned, but Sydney shyly smiles at you, explaining, "That’s it, all done. I have a feeling that you didn’t even feel it at all, but the modification serum reservoir has been completely used up, so I’m almost certain you’ve received it. The full effects might take an hour or two to be noticeable, however, it’s safe to say you’re now the recipient of the internal testicles modification, and should find that you produce semen with them, either as a replacement or addition to existing external testicles. There shouldn’t be any complications, as it’s an extremely well-tested modification, but, if you do notice any problems then please either come back and let us know, or immediately see a doctor. Thank you for your business, and have a great day". Taking in just how simple the whole procedure was, despite the complicated device you had to interact with, you respond, "Thanks Sydney. So, we’re done?", politely being informed that you should both now head back to the main section of the store. The booster administered, you think that maybe you feel a mild new pressure in your lower abdomen, but even that might just be your imagination. Overall, you can’t immediately see any change from having received the internal balls mod, though you also don’t suppose that the effects would be immediately evident either. Heading back to the front room of Spunkies, with that all done, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of the metal counter and Sydney|Spunkies Shop]].

<<orgasm>><<orgasm>><<orgasm>><<orgasm>><<orgasm>><<sweat>><<calcMakeupStyle>>Deciding that you’d like to sell the cum currently within your balls, you tell the Spunkies worker, "Hi Sydney. Can I get an automated cum milking?". With a shy smile from behind her long hair, looking down slightly at something out of sight, Sydney replies, "That shouldn’t be a problem at all. The store tablet says that you have the necessary genitals for milking, are producing semen, and don’t have a chastity device blocking our access to … your penis, so everything seems to be in order. In a moment you’ll need to go through the door next to the entrance, and head down the corridor until you find an empty ‘Man-Milking Room’. After entering, just follow all the instructions provided, and afterwards we’ll pay you based on your output. So, are you ready to get started?", gesturing towards the door on your side of the counter. Answering back, "Yes, I’m ready", you pass through the aforementioned door. Next finding yourself in a corridor with about six doors on your left side, the first five of which are marked as ‘Man-Milking’ rooms, whilst the last one is labelled as the ‘Modification Treatment Room’. However, as the first of the milking rooms has an ‘Occupied’ sign on the door, you swiftly make your way into the second one. The milking room itself is slightly odd to say the least. To start with, a transparent barrier separates the room between your half and the staff half mostly containing refrigerated metal storage canisters, completely separating the two of you into effectively separate rooms. However, what really catches your eye is the huge machine that is built into the divide, but is mostly on your side of it. The bulk of it being a thick mechanical seat, with a screen placed in front of it, as you approach the screen lights up. "WELCOME TO THE SPUNKIES MAN-MILKING CHAMBER … $firstName. TODAY YOU HAVE SIGNED UP TO PARTICATE IN OUR MAN-MILKING SERVICE, WITH THE INTENT TO SELL YOUR CUM. TO PROCEED, FIRST PLEASE REMOVE ALL CLOTHING AND PLACE IT IN THE PROVIDED RECEPTACLE, BEFORE SITTING ON THE MILKING CHAIR", the screen beeps in a loud monotone, the Spunkies logo showing across the display’s surface as a drawer opens up beneath it for any items of apparel to be stored in. <<if $currentClothing != "Naked" && $currentUnderwear !="Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing and your $currentUnderwear, placing it in the drawer as directed, leaving you naked,<<elseif $currentClothing != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentClothing, placing it in the drawer as directed, leaving you naked<<elseif $currentUnderwear != "Naked">>Quickly you remove your $currentUnderwear, placing it in the drawer as directed, leaving you naked<<else>>Thankfully, you're already naked, speeding up the process considerably<</if>>. Ready to start, you slowly start to step up onto the wide soft-yet-shiny grey chair, planting you rear onto it’s cool surface, and placing your arms on the obvious arm rests. With another beep from the screen, the milking system explains, "MILKING PARTICIPATE SENSED, COMMENCING STAGE TWO. RESTRAINTS WILL NOW BE DEPLOYED", the moment it’s done speaking metal bands emerging out of the armrests and the leg section to bind your wrists and ankles in place. It doesn’t stop at that though, chair slowly parting your legs as a new section of the milking machine emerges, this one appearing much more like a fleshlight on a robotic arm. Having secured you in place, the automated program next intones, "SUBJECT HAS NOW BEEN SUCCESSFULLY RESTRAINED. STAGE 3, MILKING, WILL NOW BE INITIATED", the metallic tube with its squishy looking insides slowly lowering itself down onto your <<checkPenis>> cock, the light vibration running through the device almost immediately hardening it. Now fully enveloped by the cock milker, a subtle buzz coming from it as it massages your dick, you also see the screen before you start to change. <<if $sexualPreference == 0 || $sexualPreference == 3>>Instead it now shows you a porn video featuring a traditionally attractive man and a woman, the pair engaged in a particularly hot and steamy lovemaking session where the muscular man drives himself into the big breasted woman doggy style<<elseif $sexualPreference == 1>>Instead it now shows you a porn video featuring a pair of traditionally attractive women, the slightly punk-y-er looking one of the two putting on a strap on before engaging in a steamy lovemaking session with a smaller and more feminine girl<<elseif $sexualPreference == 2>>Instead it now shows you a porn video featuring a pair of traditionally attractive men, the slightly more muscular one of the pair lining up behind his slighter partner and starting to fuck him doggy style, the pair engaging in a particularly hot and steamy lovemaking session<</if>>. You also notice in the top right-hand corner of the screen a smaller section which contains some small moving charts that you can’t understand, along with various unlabelled numbers. Watching the sexy scene playing out in front of you, the seat you’re restrained to rather comfortable despite the fact that you’re shackled to it, the milking slowly vibrates your length. It feels good, getting better by the second, almost as if the system is learning what stimulates you the best. Equally, the porn it shows you changes too multiple times, conforming closer to your interests each time. Feeling tingly and nicely stimulated, you decide to just settle back and let it do it’s job, enjoying yourself in the process. Facing a constant assault of pleasure, it’s no surprise that within minutes you’re feeling almost ready to cum. The milker going into overdrive as it intensifies the vibrations it delivers to you, unseen internal parts of the device now starting to also rotate, the change of makes it feel as if you were having sex rather than utilizing a cock sleeve. This sudden surge of sensation is exactly what you needed, your sheathed rod spraying cum deep into the device which suctions it up. That’s not the end of it though. After your first orgasm the machine gives you no respite, applying an ever increasing amount of targeted vibration to your now oversensitive penis. Starting to deploy further tricks, including adding small nubs to inner walls to provide additional friction, and an extra vibrator which teases your cock-head, your second climax comes even more rapidly. It doesn’t stop there though, the line between pleasure and pain starting to mingle as your raw dick is stimulated again and again, your orgasms blissfully blending into one another. Thankfully, as your exhaustion distracts you from realizing just how sore you are, your testicles aching from being thoroughly emptied, and sweat starting to run down your brow. Finally though, the machine beeps once more, the screen cleared of porn videos, "MILKING COMPLETE. COMMENCING RELEASE OF SUBJECT. FROM HERE AT SPUNKIES, THANK YOU FOR YOUR DEPOSIT", a clunking sound coming from it as it releases you, the milker section descending out of sight. Taking in a deep breath, and wiping your forehead, you slowly start to wake yourself back to your senses. Rubbing your wrists and ankles to make sure they’re alright first, languidly you plant your feet on the floor and begin preparing to exit the milking chamber. Making sure you’re not leaving anything behind, you tiredly wander back down the corridor, returning to Sydney. "Welcome back, and thank you for contributing your semen to our stock today. We here at Spunkies greatly appreciate our dedicated donators, and do our best to provide you good value for your offerings. Let me just total up your payout, and have a wonderful Spunkies day!", the shy brunette says from behind her silky hair, continuing in an apologetic tone, "Sorry. I have to say that as part of the company policy. Those automated milkers can be pretty rough from what I hear, so I hope you’re feeling okay. On a brighter note, I do have your sales report here on the shop’s computer system, so after you sign off on it you’ll get the payment through". Her explanation finished, she proceeds to get a tablet out from under the counter to show you the full details. <hr>Cum Sale Report Name: $firstName $secondName Production Type: <<checkCumType>> Production Quantity: $cumLevel ml Production Quality: standard Production Value = <<set $holderInt = Math.round($cumLevel * 1)>><<set $cumLevel = 0>><<set $ggp += $holderInt>>$holderInt G.G.P <hr> The cum milking session complete, Sydney has you give your thumbprint on her tablet to finish authorising the sale of your cum to Spunkies. With that all done, and the G.G.P transferred to you, you find yourself once again [[standing in front of Sydney at the Spunkies counter|Spunkies]].